#LET HIM HELP U GDI

[widoed]

eyes rolled as he began to go on his whole spiel about how she wouldn't be admitting defeat, blah blah blah... yes, she was being difficult, but she'd been bumped and bruised long before the world ended, and she'd been taking care of herself too.

and maybe it was to her own detriment but, when she looked at steve, she almost saw him like he was a younger brother. someone that she was supposed to take care of. not the other way around.

" i can patch myself up. " she told him. she didn't want him to be fussing over her. she wasn't used to people fussing over her, and it made her feel... well, she wasn't really sure how it made her feel, because she never really let anyone do it. " you don't have to mother me, steve. "

steve sighs, head shaking. he was used to natasha by now. liked these things about her. but it didn't mean it wasn't frustrating when she wouldn't back down, wouldn't take the break when she so clearly needed it.

so steve steps forward, hands raised in i'm not gonna hurt you or push. but he's still determined.

"i know you can handle yourself, maybe better than most, right? but c'mon nat. we've made it this far, i'm not about to admit defeat coz you fuckin' bled out on me or got some nasty infection. just--- just let me patch it up, okay? it's the least i can do. it's not admitting defeat just coz you let me patch you up." a pause and he grins, "won't even go telling anyone." when they find them.

[baeshijima]

so i finished the new quest...

spoilers utc with a lot of analysis and comments and screaming

honestly? i cried a lot at the end.

like everything with caribert was just so good imo and i loved the fact we did get to learn more about him, and that this quest essentially acted as an actual sequel to the previous one.

and i mean just look at him....

AND THEN HIM JUST WANTING TO EXPERIENCE WHAT IT MEANT TO LIVE AND LOVE EVEN IF IT WAS ONLY TEMPORARY AND

in tears like actually

AND THEN WHEN OUR SIBLING APPEARED IN THE CUTSCENE I LOST IT LIKE I WAS ALREADY CRYING BUT THEN WHEN I SAW THE HAND I WAS LIKE OH SHITHG WITH TEARS FALLING FASTER AND WHEN HE SAID THAT IF WE WERE TANGIBLE IN THIS SPACE THEN HE WOULD HAVE HUGGED US I FUCKING WEEPED

but also this???

this broke me. and the way it changes to lumine instead of the players name made me so unwell like what the fuck :D

and the just... all of this....

the fucking glass cracking and distorting and the memory wipe into the empty feeling of loss from that gap in our memory when we wake up.... i hate them....

AND THEN SEEING THIS PHOTO APPEAR IN FRONT OF US WITH OUR SIBLING AND CARIBERT AND OURGHRGHGHFH

that aside, the lack of dain was criminal. like. it was more than last quest but i wanted to see more of him and our twins interaction rather than just having a brief glimpse in the domain and hearing that he got the eye of the first field tiller taken from him ;w; and also having to hear from paimon that he visited us to make sure we were okay only to leave like okay beloved i get that ur going through stuff rn but so am i???? u couldnt have just waited until i woke up????

the audacity. i still got a ton of screenshots of him tho so all is well 🧍‍♀️

BUT ALSO ALL THE LORE DROPS???? THREE OF THE FIVE SINNERS BEING SKIRKS MASTER/TEACHER, GOLD, AND DAINS OLDER BRO????? THEM AND DAIN BEING THE SIX WHO WOULD PROTECT KHAENRI'AH ONLY FOR FIVE OF THEM TO SEEK HIGHER POWER AND NOT STEP IN TO HELP WITH THE CATACLYSM WITH DAIN ON HIS OWN AND SEEKING VENGEANCE AND THEN OUR TWIN ESSENTIALLY COMING INTO CONTACT WITH HIS OLDER BRO IIRC?????

cries. but also out of all the lore bombs i suspected we would get, dain being the younger brother did not cross my mind at all but the thought of young dain looking up to his brother and the other four only to be consumed by betrayal and vengeance after the ordeal has me in shambles like... do u see the vision??? i need a whole animated series on khaenri'ah before, during and after the cataclysm i am so serious rn 😔

but overall, i really enjoyed the quest !! would have been nice if it was a bit longer or we had some closure with our twin (the whole thing with both of us forgetting the interaction has me punching the wall i hate it here just let us fight celestia together and be reunited gdi) or we just had more dain content 🧍‍♀️ jk. maybe.

[ofoceansandtombsanew]

had this enemy to lovers dream last night about alhaitham where couldn’t stand each other and had passive aggressive fights all the time and we had to go on this bus trip for our university which had some type of mystery going on but i can’t quite remember. i think the driver was someone haitham had helped out at some point previously and i was annoyed said driver was fond of him. but after being stuck to walk with each other during a small... break(?) of sorts, we started getting along and passive aggressive remarks became pleasant and friendly teasing

there was one part where we played some sort of hand game, like rock paper scissors or something and afterwards he was kind of being a pouting brat which i poked fun about and he later said something about how he gets along best with people like himself with a small, so i asked “and what does that mean?” to which replied “i tend to be a bit... sore about losing things” and i teased back “so you admit you can be a bit of a brat, you mean?”

he got motion sickness and after some convincing where i was like “it’s obvious you’re not okay, you can lay down in my lap if you want”, he laid down the seat to do just that and i caressed his cheek to help him feel better

and then once i started becoming self conscious and realizing i was into the dude, i took off my bonnet and picked out my fro to get rid of the shrinkage when everyone was out (probably because i’ve been wearing my bonnet non-stop irl jfnskfjn) and the reactions were immaculate it was my main character moment.

then finally there was this part of the dream where me and another passenger woke up in the middle of the night to see that the driver fell asleep while driving and the bus started veering so we rushed to help the guy and haitham later on in the day was like “you just had to involve yourself” because he was worried about me U//w//U

BUT I WOKE UP AT THAT PART BEFORE ANYTHING COULD HAPPEN GDI LET ME GO BACK LET ME GO BAAAAACK I WANNA FINISH THE DREAM AND SEE OUR HAPPY ENDING AND IF THE MYSTERY GETS SOLVED

[yiifu]

phew just finished reading recklessness (1) & (2) of the novel and need to write some late-night thoughts down ... the buildup is excellent, i love how just within these 2 chapters so much was explored of the characters and their roles within society e.g. you have mianmian being criticised for being a female (echoing the cultivation world's condemnation of anyone with the wen surname, all that stuff about discrimination based on characteristics that a person cannot control, something which i noticed is a central theme in mdzs), jiang cheng trying to do PR damage control and the slow build up of those years of old issues that had always existed between him and wwx resurfacing again now, even exploring jin guangyao and his role in lanlingjin through the way he handles the conference, and then lwj speaking up despite not usually saying anything during conferences, even the little detail about jiang cheng pulling all-nighters everyday to keep his sect running and just on the day when he decides to retire early he gets called up for more political bullshit. also just wwx gathering all the wens and bringing them to burial mounds to start a proper life like he really just bulldozed his way through the whole situation and, in his own words, made it the precedent.

just, the amount of detail in these chapters was just really fun to read. i could understand both jiang cheng and wwx's side of the matter very clearly so much so that i don't even have a side to pick. and i think after reading the novel i kind of better understand what happened in the manhua (it was sort of disjointed at first but the novel really helps to string it all together chronologically)

now i'm at the part where jiang cheng and wwx have their duel and falling out. at first i couldn't tell if it was meant to be a sibling squabble unserious sort of duel or an actual fight duel but the outcome seems to hint at the latter. and so wwx has defected from the jiang sect - he's on his own. from here on it's only going to get messier. after reading the manhua and watching the donghua, going through this part in the novel just feels like that 'ah shit here we go again' meme like i know what's going to happen I'm just gonna be reliving it again in a diff format

edit: some screenshots since i’m finally on my laptop

man’s Tired just let him rest!!! ffs

lwj went into fkin zen mode 

ah i love this so much

this detail was so funny cos in the exr translation i thought jiang cheng actually crushed the edge of his table from how hard he was gripping it lol i was like ,,, bro u good? i know you’re a strong cultivator but just what on earth did u train with to get your grip strength to a level where you’d be capable of crushing a table edge to pieces? like, can nmj even do that?

again the exr translation was funnier i think it went something like ‘the child was lovable but unfortunately jiang cheng had no love in him’ also this is such a perfect way to show jiang cheng’s personality ... now i really wanna see his reaction to baby jin ling. the two most important men in wwx’s life - jc and lwj - do not know how to react to children upon meeting them for the first time

gdi i KNEW jiang cheng wouldn’t be so calm and genial with wwx after having come all the way to burial mounds for this the lad was probably fuming all the way up while speaking in this fake-polite voice. also jiang cheng just can’t do pretences and faking nice like jgy, he’s more of a straight-talking person and seeing him like that’s just eerily unnatural

this part sounds a lot more scarier here than in exr ... it’s the tone of voice, that little detail of him sounding indifferent that makes me realize it’s at this point that jiang cheng realizes he should have given up all hope of trying to reason with wwx. i thought the fight was like ‘oh it’s just another twin prides of yunmeng squabbling with a friendly duel’ but then the next paragraph comes and it’s actually Serious? like this is their first legit public falling out? like jiang cheng actually issues a public statement declaring wwx public enemy number one? 

there’s definitely something metaphorical (or meta) about the fact that wwx and jiang cheng have to resort to a good old fight to sort things out, and also the fact that neither of them win. like they’re locked in a stalemate. and somehow it feels like they weren’t just fighting about the decision for wwx to leave the jiang clan but also about a lot of other repressed old childhood grievances. there’s a sense that they’re not kids anymore, that what they’re fighting about aren’t simple childish things but real adult feelings and adult implications that can’t be forgotten or pushed under the carpet anymore.

but then in the next chapter wwx goes and says this:

i just got clowned by a fictional character like WHAT IS HAPPENING PEOPLE DID THEY FALL OUT OR DIDN’T THEY

you’d think this is their lowest point but nooo!! it gets worse! 

[bratshaws]

goodness gracious 26. brb x oc

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“Okay so, let’s go back one more time, ready?” he nods, “Okay, go.”

“Whatever I do, I should not in any way shape or form think that your uncle Elia’s toupe is fake hair, in fact I should compliment the obvious mismatched color from his mustache. If I hear the word cazzo thrown in my direction I should check the person’s expression to see if they are talking bad about me or not. I will be spoken to in Italian, so my words should either be ‘si’, ‘no’ or ‘forse’, then laugh because they won’t be too confused that way.”

Beatrice smiled, adding a checkmark on her note app for each instruction she wrote down to help Rooster when meeting her family, while leaning back on the seat. They were on their way to the hotel, her stomach still squirmed with nerves upon seeing all her relatives in one place, but she was also extremely happy.

Rooster loved her. And that was more than enough to give her comfort. She knew it’d be complicated at first, it’ll be the first time her close -and distant family - will meet Bradley, he will be looked at like and questioned about who he is. They might even ask the origins of his last name since it’s clearly not Italian or Spanish.

“That sounds good.” she says, locking her phone to set it on her lap, inhaling a deep breath “I think we are okay for now.” he takes one of his hands away from the wheel to grab hers, interlacing their fingers together with a reassuring squeeze. 

“We’ll be fine.” he says, still holding her hand with his eyes on the road, “We will just do our best to enjoy it, okay?” He sees her nodding on his peripheral, smiling before bringing her hand to his lips so he could smack a kiss on the back, “That’s my girl.”

While it was a nice sentiment, she could feel her stomach dropping even more when she saw the large hotel appearing into view. She sighed quietly, pushing herself deeper into the seat while clenching his hand in hers, her leg bouncing with nerves the closer they got. They followed Leo’s advice by coming around lunchtime, knowing they’ll be too busy being loud to notice them arriving, hopefully no one would wander around the lobby when they checked in.

The hotel was huge, an U shaped building with brick walls and a Mediterranean esque aesthetic with beiges and reds. Pine trees as big as the hotel itself adorned the entrance, the whole area reminded Beatrice of the villas her nonna would describe to her when she was younger, back in Sicily.

There was a valet outside who’d take the blue Bronco to a safe parking spot, Rooster hesitantly gave the young man the keys, watching his car be driven off to the hotel’s hidden parking area. She stood beside him, the two of them holding their respective bags of clothes watching the truck disappear from their vision, “It’ll be okay.” she tells him, “You’ll see it tomorrow.” 

Rooster sighs, “I’ll still miss it though, I love that car.” 

“I know,Roos.” she holds his hand after a while, clenching it for courage, “Well…I guess we should get inside.” her head turns to the large oak doors with engraved leaves, biting her lower lip, “Before I decide to run away after the valet and get the car back.” Beatrice closes her eyes, breathing in and out repeatedly for a couple seconds, before she forces her legs to move. Rooster still has his hand on hers as she leads them inside, the oak doors opening automatically for the two, exposing the lobby for their curious eyes. 

The inside was so spacious, following the same Mediterranean aesthetic as the outside, dark colors and marble columns with lavish couches and a tail piano in the left corner. The tiles below their feet formed the figure of an angel holding a harp, surrounded by clouds and a light blue background. 

After a few seconds admiring their surroundings, they approached the front desk only to find there was no one there. They look around, trying to find anyone, before Rooster presses the little bell on the counter twice, standing beside Bea with his other hand on her waist. A figure is seen hurrying over from beyond their line of vision, stopping by the other side only to fix their suit and hair, “I apologize,” the man says, clearing his throat, “I hope neither of you waited for too long.”

“No, we just got here.” Bea says, “We are here for the wedding.”

The poor man seemed to give her the most terrified look she’s ever seen, but he just cleared his throat once more, typing something on his computer, “Of course, yes, most of the guests are here…they are…quite a bunch.” if Beatrice focused hard enough she was sure she’d hear her relatives' loud voices coming from the dining area of the hotel “I’ll just need your names.” Beatrice almost felt bad when she told the man, who seemed to be shaky and nervous while typing, looking behind himself to grab a keycard, “There you go. Room 312. Would you like to have your bags taken?”

“No, we don’t have a lot of stuff.”

The poor man sighed in relief, she had a feeling a lot of her relatives brought more stuff than the hotel staff was expecting, “Of course, have a nice stay!” 

Beatrice looked down at the keycard then back to Rooster, who just nodded for the two to march towards the elevators. While nearing it, Beatrice heard the voices getting louder and louder, the elevator had a direct hallway that led to the dining area. The glass doors were closed, but not even the frosty texture of the glass could hide the sheer amount of people inside.

 She furrowed her eyebrows with worry, looking back at the elevator’s number going down with her lip being chewed on. God she hoped no one would be inside, no one she knew at least. When the doors opened she let out a heavy sigh of relief seeing it was empty, “Oh, thank God.” she said to herself, stepping in with Bradley and leaning against the mirror wall as the doors closed. 

He hugs her to his chest, pressing a kiss to her scalp “You okay?” 

“I’m nervous as fuck.” she confesses,hugging his waist while pressing her face to his chest, “But…as long as we manage to get in our room, without interruptions we will be fine.” She lifts her head to see the numbers go up until they stop on the third and last floor, peeking her head out once the doors part, Rooster doing the same right above her head, “Okay, we can go.” she says quietly, “Hopefully I won’t share the floors with some people.”

“Are these people the cousins you told me about?”

“Yes, the very ones.” she skims her eyes over every door to check the number, “Adriana,Melinda and Cristina, ugh, I can’t stand them. I know it sounds messed up, but they are the worst, just the worst! No one from my family likes them, we just endure their presence because it’s just…I don’t know, I guess expected.” she stops when she sees the 312 in bronze letters against the door “We’re here.”

She pushes the keycard against the sensor, the red light turns green and she pushes the door open, “Woah…” her aunt really didn’t mess around. Unlike the rest of the hotel, the room had a bit of a modern flair to it, with lighter colors that made the room appear even more spacious than it was.

 A queen sized bed with cream colored covers adorned with florentine flowers was tucked on the left side of the room against the wall, the glass shade lamps that were on top of the white side tables close to the bed had tiny flowers on them. The same lamp stood on the opposite corner albeit bigger, next to a desk with a comfortable looking chair and a large dresser. Close to the desk was a round top glass door, large as the room itself that led to a small balcony and on the other wall was a window that followed the same shape.

Rooster whistled low, dropping his duffel bag to the wooden floor to check the balcony doors, opening it to step outside, “Damn, Bea, check the view!” he calls, which promptly makes his girlfriend walk closer to him. They could see the pool area of the hotel, which thankfully had none of her relatives swimming in, but past beyond the pool, where the stone floor became grass they could see the vineyards. It went long past where the eyes could see, but there was a clearing where they both could see a large house.

“That’s where the ceremony will happen.” she points to the clearing past the vineyards, “And the party if I am not wrong. I mean, the whole bottom part of the hotel will be used as the party.” she looked down back where the pool was, seeing glass doors that directed right to it, movement seen from the inside. The dining room was there. Beatrice inhales deeply,rubbing her hands together when she feels the nerves return, so she decides to walk back inside.

Rooster takes his eyes away from the miles of grapevines to look back at Beatrice, who sat down on the bed with her head in her hands. He pushes himself off from the black railing, removing his sunglasses as he enters the room, “Hey.” he calls softly, making the brunette look up at him with worried eyes, “It’ll be okay.” she didn't reply, she furrowed her eyebrows only to look down at her hands clenched between her thighs.

He sits down next to her with a sigh, touching his shoulder with hers gently, “Babe, look at me,” she doesn’t, so he cups her chin to turn her face his way, “Bea, it’ll be okay, we’ll be fine.” he couldn’t lie and say he wasn’t nervous himself but he wouldn’t allow his fears to disturb Bea even more, “Don’t you want to let your brother know we’re here?”

“Oh.” she completely forgot, “Oh,I did say I’d do that didn’t I?” he nods, watching her pull out her phone and stare at the screen for a few seconds, the message app open as she stares at it, “What if my dad is nearby when he gets the message? He will blurt it out immediately.” She sends him a look, but Rooster just smiles then nods his head for her to go on. 

Bea (12:44)

Leo, we’re here. Do not open this if dad’s nearby!Please.

Her brother’s reply shows up in seconds.

Leo (12:44)

I’m honored you trust me so much. Relax, he’s talking to cousin Lorenzo right now.  What room are you guys in?

Bea (12:45)

312. We just got here.

Leo(12:45)

Oh boy, just three rooms down from the Bitch Trio! Lucky you! I’ll meet you guys in a bit, Cyn is taking Bibi on a walk. 

Bea (12:46)

Are you serious?? They are on my floor?

Leo (12:47)

Oh they sure are, but they are down in the dining area right now, so you guys will be okay for a while. I’ll let you know when I come up.

Beatrice dropped the phone on her lap, glaring at the little device with a fury it'd definitely melt if she could. She sighs heavily, falling back on the bed with the phone being tossed onto the pillow as she stares up at the ceiling with her jaw clenched, “He’s coming over in a few.” she says, rubbing her face with both hands, pressing her fingers against her eyes with a groan, “I can’t believe they are on my floor.”

Rooster lies down next to her after kicking his shoes off, pulling one of her hands off her eyes, “Your cousins?” she nods, back to glowering at the white colored ceiling, her lips curled down into a scowl he’s never seen her wear before, “What are the chances they’ll bother us?”

“Once they see you?” she sends him a look “Huge.”

Rooster chuckles at her intonation, not being able to help himself, “We’ll be able to take care of them. You’ll see.”

“Yeah…I guess.” she sighs, rolling to her side to bury her face on his neck, which makes him wrap his arms around her, tucking her close to him. She inhales his cologne so she calms herself down, trying to bury the thoughts of her annoying cousins with that scent, with his scent and his warmth and his love.She smiled against his chest, enjoying the sound of the winds outside and the brush of the pine trees against the higher parts of the hotel walls, her relatives’ voices becoming less and less prominent as time went by. 

Their reverie however was ceased when there were knocks on their door, Beatrice’s head shooting up immediately. She grabbed her phone to check if Leonardo sent her a message but there was nothing…oh no. What if it wasn't Leonardo behind the door? Her father maybe? Guillermo?? 

“Bea,I’d like for you to open the door before you-know-who sees me??”

Leo. Oh thank God.

She hurried out of the bed, Rooster sitting up and fixing himself so he’d look decent in front of her brother. Beatrice unlocked the door, her brother giving her a look with his eyes wide, “I’m sorry, you didn’t message me.” She stepped back so he could enter, noticing he was holding a plastic bag in his hands.

“Dad was hovering by when I was about to, I just got out before he asked me things.” he set the plastic bag on the desk, “Got you guys some snacks, if you don’t want to eat it you can put it in the mini freezer.” Leonardo looked up at Bradley when he got closer, giving the pilot a short smile, “So, thrown in the eye of the hurricane huh?”

Rooster smiles wryly, “I’ve been in worse situations.” he says, leaning his lower back against the desk with his hands in his pockets as Beatrice approaches the two, opening the bag to check inside, “I’ll be fine.”

Leonardo arched his eyebrows, “Damn, I wish I had that confidence when talking to my family.” he chuckles, running his fingers through his hair, pulling it into a ponytail by using the elastic band on his wrist “Well, I just wanted to let you guys know that everything will start around six, Bea will have to get down there around five thirty since she’s one of the bridesmaids, so I’ll guide you through Mordor in the meantime.”

Bradley sends a look to Beatrice, smiling at the reference and figuring out where Beatrice got some of her interests from, “Sounds good. Should I meet you or will you come here?”

“Eh, I’ll come here, you will be seen either way.” Leonardo shrugs, crossing his tattooed arms over his chest, “Just don’t freak out, everyone’s eyes will be on you and I don’t want to scare you,” he turns to Bea then, holding up a hand, ‘But dad already knows.”

Beatrice blinks, “What? How??”

“He went to the parking lot to check something and saw Bradley’s car. You know dad is good at identifying vehicles, it’s the only one he hasn’t connected to a friend or a family member.” He offers his sister a weak shrug and Bea sighs heavily, dropping her head forward, “He just walked in with no reaction, if that helps.”

“It…does a little I guess.” she murmurs, mirroring Rooster’s pose by pressing her lower back against the desk, crossing her arms under her bust, “And the others are already here yeah?” Leo nods, “...did you see Gui?”

“How can someone not see Guillermo? That behemoth could be seen from orbit.” her older brother says with a roll of his eyes, “He’s here, he’s just hovering around like a ghost and using the shadows in his favor. He probably already knows you are here too.” but Leonardo sends a look to both of them after looking down at his watch, “Listen I gotta go, Bibi is going to nap soon and I’ll have to be around in case she wakes up…so I’ll come back later.”

Beatrice thanks her brother, walking to open the door for him as Rooster follows close by. She’s surprised to see Leo offer his hand to Rooster in a ‘bro’ handshake as he’d like to call it, not being able to hold back her smile when her boyfriend shook it with the two men bumping together in a hug before Leonardo stepped back onto the hallway.

 He looked around for a second, then sent the two a double thumbs up and a small smile, then walked out of view. Beatrice closed the door with a dull slam, pressing her forehead against the wood for a few seconds, “Okay.” she whispers, pushing herself back to look at Bradley, “Okay, we have a plan.”

Rooster wraps his arms around her shoulder to tuck her against his side, dropping his head to kiss her scalp, “We do, we’ll be fine.” he whispers, “Now, what do you want to do until then?”

Beatrice blinks slowly, breathing in deeply, “Honestly…I think a nap could work, after we set our clothes up.” she says, yesterday’s activities and her anxiety this morning tired her out a bit, her body begging for at least a short rest.

He chuckled, “Sure gorgeous.” the two of them walking to their respective bags to pull out the formal outfits they’d wear. He took a glimpse of her dress, a beautiful color that’d look great on her skin as she hung it by the dresser. She took a few seconds admiring his own outfit, a gray two piece suit with a peach colored shirt - amazingly not Hawaiian - with thin white stripes on it.

She couldn’t help but stare, “I thought you only had Hawaiian shirts.” she says with genuine surprise, making him toss his head back in a ‘hah!’ as he sets his shoes right under the hanging outfit,”I’m serious, I had no idea you had other types.”

“I’m a man of many surprises.”

“And many Hawaiian shirts.”

Rooster narrows his eyes playfully, placing his big hand over her face, “Sleep.” he says, her laugh sputtering against his palm, before she hugs him tightly. She yawns softly, with him following close behind,deciding they should finally take their nap since they were done fixing their outfits. 

He turns the two of them to the large bed, massive really, bigger than their own combined, watching as she just fell face first on the mattress. Climbing right behind her, he sighed softly when his head touched the comfortable pillow. It didn’t smell like lavender, unfortunately, but it was nice.

 “Hey,” he heard her say, her hair tangled in front of her eyes, but her smile was bright, “I love you.”

He’d never get tired of hearing that from her, never. Rooster’s gaze softened, his big hand cupping her cheek, “I love you too, pretty girl.” she made a happy noise, scooting closer to him so her chin was tucked against his chest, wrapping her arms around his torso the best she could while his own held her waist. 

He didn’t know how long it took for his own eyes to flutter shut but the rise and fall of Beatrice’s ribs and her even breathing lulled him to a peaceful slumber. They slept for a while, neither of them dreamed but also neither of them let go of one another, even when changing positions they’d be touching the other. His hand on her back when she slept on her stomach, or her arm draped over his hips as he moved to his side.

She had set an alarm for them in case they overslept, which they did, waking up startled when the alarm rang loudly. Bea groaned, turning it off and checking the time, “We should start getting ready, do you want to go first?” she asks, to which Rooster yawns but nods, sitting up on the bed with a grunt, stretching his arms up to the ceiling pushing himself upwards.

Beatrice yawns a bit more, rubbing her eyes with her palm heel, looking over her shoulder as Rooster disappear behind the bathroom door, “Bea!We got a bathtub!” comes his excited, and awake, shout from the closed bathroom. She chuckles, neither of them entered the bathroom when they got there considering they had a bathroom break at a gas station minutes away from the hotel.

“Yeah?” she calls, standing up from the bed to open her bag, picking her makeup and toiletries  from the inside.

“Yeah!” his head pokes out of the bathroom door, “It’s huge. I think you could fit like seven people in it.” he was exaggerating of course, but it was pretty big, disappearing back inside “And a nice shower too!”

She hears the water running, shaking her head fondly at how stoked he sounded from the inside of the bathroom. While waiting for her turn, she couldn’t help but tense up when she heard three known voices walking down the hall, the cackling and nasal tones being easy to figure out immediately. The voices got louder, approaching her door and she thought for a moment they’d knock on it, but thankfully they did not.

However she did hear her name being said, then another round of cackling followed, a cackling that got fainter and fainter as they walked away. Beatrice bit her lower lip hard, the triplets were always spoiled little brats, daughters of her aunt Regina who succumbed to their every whim. They always complained about something, someone, somewhere, they lived for gossip and adored pointing other people’s flaws only to add a ‘just saying’ at the end to make it seem there wasn’t anything wrong with it. Being less than charming to her and her brothers’ partners.

They were also thirsty bitches who couldn’t fucking handle a new man into the family, they’d immediately try and figure more about him. They did that when her sisters’ husbands entered the family. She chuckled at the memory of Marina pulling them to the side and pinning them down with her eyes, her sister was always the more hot headed of all of them, snarling down at her cousins to “get the fuck away from her man” or else she’d make sure that their freshly bought teeth would be down their throats.

The triplets stopped messing with Derek, but then started complaining about how Marina was taking too long to have a child of her own to their mother. Which then evolved into a full blown argument between her father and his youngest sister, who didn’t seem to understand why he’d be so upset. She remembered how her dad drove them all home early that night, but he got back on talking with aunt Regina when the week was over.

Blood is thicker than water after all.

They did try the same with Aaron, to which Sabrina clearly wasn’t happy with. Her sister, instead of dealing with the triplets, went to their mother and let her know - in the calmest voice possible - that they were acting oddly around Aaron. Once again, obviously, her aunt took the triplets’ side and brushed it off as them just joking around. Ever since then everyone just chose to ignore them the best they could…but Beatrice wasn’t sure she’d be able to do it.

Bradley was her boyfriend, the man she loved and she was going to defend him if needed be. She’d just…warn her aunt in case anything happened. Hopefully it wouldn’t get to that. 

She looked up when the bathroom door opened and he stepped out, now the suit was on his body and he looked so nice. He fixed the shoulders of the coat with a shrug, running his hands down the peach colored fabric of his shirt - the first few buttons undone and showing the golden skin and just a bit of his chest hair - then patting his pants. He met her wandering gaze with a grin, “So?” he holds the jacket open, “How do I look?”

Beatrice blinked, sitting on her knees as a slow smile formed on her face “You look amazing.” she then remembered something he said on Halloween night “You really do look great in a suit.”

Rooster’s cheek dimpled in a cheeky grin, dropping the coat so it’d flap down his torso, “I do don’t I?” he repeats, coming closer to her with the grace of a big cat, almost crawling on top of Beatrice, “I clean up very well.”

She smiles, pressing her lips to his in a quick smack, “You do.” she rolls off the bed however, grabbing her makeup bag,toiletries and the dress, rushing to the bathroom, “I’ll go get ready, if Leo shows up you can go, I’ll lock the room.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah,I’ll take a while to get ready, Roos.” she says while putting her things on the sink, wow that was a big bathtub, before walking out to kiss his lips. He hums happily, tugging her closer to himself, his cologne invading her nose as a smile formed over her lips, “I’ll see you downstairs, okay?” she says once they break apart.

The corner of his mouth lifts in a little smirk, “Okay.” he holds her hand for a second, hesitating on letting go until she was already inside the bathroom. He dropped his arm to his side, watching the door close  and lock, before he heaved out a breath. He walked to the balcony, leaning his weight over the railing to check the outside. 

It was nearing nighttime now, the structure in the distance lighting up as he saw groups of people walking out of the hotel. That’s a whole lot of people, Beatrice wasn’t kidding when she said her family was big. Rooster inhaled deeply, closing his eyes to give himself a pep talk.

He’d be fine. He just had to be himself and not mess up.

The knock on the door makes him look over his shoulder, walking back into the room after closing the balcony’s doors. He pressed the keycard to the little sensor, unlocking the door and opening it to reveal Leonardo outside. His attire wasn’t that different from Rooster’s: a light colored suit with a patterned shirt, but this one had tiny guitars on it and was a dark blue color, “Hey, you ready?”

“Yeah, as ready as I could be.” he replies, setting the keycard on the desk where Bea could find it, stepping out on the hallway as the door locks automatically. He huffs a breath, seeing people coming out of the rooms on the far end of the hall, fixing his suit jacket one more time, “Okay.”

“Alright, follow me.” but instead of going to the elevators, Leonardo takes him to the flight of stairs on the opposite side, “ The elevators will be packed, this is a lot faster amazingly.” he explains, the two men going down the steps where Rooster hears the constant talking coming from the floors below. Some others had the same idea of Leo, going down the stairs and staring when Bradley walked past them, muttering to themselves.

Reaching the lobby, he sees the whole bulk of Beatrice’s family going out through the sliding doors that led to the pool. Some of them followed the social casual suggestion Beatrice's aunt gave them, while others looked like they were ready to go to the opera or to a fancy ball. He tried to keep his eyes on Leonardo, but he couldn't help the fleeting looks he’d send to the people around him, even meeting some of the guest’s eyes since they were already staring at him.

“Alright, now we walk through the vineyards.” Leo points ahead, “There’s a few pathways that lead to the clearing. We just gotta choose the one that looks empty.” Beatrice’s brother looks over his shoulder when he sees the Bitch Trio is in the crowd already, “Pick up the step.”

Bradley doesn’t even question, he does as Leonardo says without looking back. He has never entered a vineyard before and he’s amazed at the trelices surrounding him when they enter the path with less people. The grapes were full and ripe, going from rich maroon to deep purple, some smaller than the others, but the smell was incredible.

 Since they were the only ones in this path, Bradley chose to ask Leonardo a few things, “Can I ask you something?” Leo hums, much like Beatrice does “What does your aunt do, exactly? Bea never told me.”

“Ah well.” he chuckles and gestures to the vineyard around them, “This.” Bradley furrows his eyebrows “She owns this vineyard. And the hotel.”

“...no way.”

“Oh way,” Leonardo laughs, “Well, her and uncle Sebastian own the winery.While our cousins Luna and David take care of the hotel. They had this place for years, they first had the winery -which is where we are going to have the celebration - and then built the hotel.”

Bradley looks back at the large U shaped hotel with amazement, “But, Bea said your aunt is a bit of a uh–”

“Hippie? Flower child? A free spirit? A witch?” Leonardo adds, still laughing, “She is, but she’s also an amazing businesswoman. She knows more about money than anyone else in the family, she built this from scratch and no one really believed it’d work.” The winery gets bigger the closer they get to it, the voices getting louder as well, “But now she’s won I don’t know how many prizes worldwide by having good quality wine at a low price.”

They stepped out of the vineyard onto the clearing, where people were taking their seats on their respective chairs. There were so many people he thought he got dizzy from looking so much. The white carpet runner stood out from the grassy ground, creating an aisle that led to large trees in the distance with branches that conjoined almost as if it was a hug. There were fairy lights hanging from the branches and on the wooden poles that surrounded the seating area, colorful flower arrangements adorning the back chairs.

“Come on, you are sitting with us.” Leonardo says, walking around the chairs towards the third line. Rooster looked up briefly, meeting the eyes of some of the guests, but especially a man with graying black hair who stopped fixing his tie to stare him down. Leonardo looked in the same direction, “Ah, yeah, that’s our dad. He’s walking our aunt down the aisle so don’t worry about it too much.”

Rooster tried to fight back the chill going down his spine when he met Beatrice’s father's unreadable gaze, but the older man just moved his head away to go back to chatting with the relatives around him. Leonardo stopped at a row, where a blonde woman seated by the final chairs smiled at them, “Finally.” she stood up to her feet, lifting the ends of her light green dress, “Took you guys long enough.”

“We had to take the scenic route.” Leonardo looks back at Bradley, “My wife Cynthia.”

“Hi, it’s so nice to finally meet you!” Cynthia smiles, shaking his hand, “Bibi told us so much about you.”

Rooster chuckles, “Oh, she did huh?” He drops his hand after Cynthia is done shaking it, following the couple through the line of chairs to sit down next to Leonardo and his wife, trying to not look behind himself but definitely feeling eyes on the back of his head already. Since the three of them are on the inner side of the group of chairs, Brad had a good view of his surroundings. 

More people seated to his left, the one closest to him was a man in his mid forties with the same characteristics of both Beatrice and Leonardo. Light green eyes moved his way, the stubble on the man’s cheeks seemed to sharpen his already high cheekbones, “Ah, finally we meet.” his voice is deeper than Leonardo’s but there’s no malice in it, “You are Bea’s boyfriend are you not?” Rooster nods, the other man’s large hand coming into view, “Michael, the best brother. Nice to meet you.”

Rooster shakes his hand firmly, giving him a smile, “Bradley,nice to meet you too.”

Michael’s hair was wavy but shared the same chestnut color and length with Leonardo’s, part of his hair held up in a half bun with some graying by the temples, his suit a dark blue with a white and yellow floral shirt underneath. There was a tattoo on his throat, apparently a dragon and Bradley noticed his nose was deformed, like when you get beaten on the face several times alongside a scar that cut diagonally on the right eyebrow touching his upper eyelid.

“The best brother?” Leonardo’s voice comes from behind Rooster, “Since when?”

“I am the best looking one.” Michael says with a smile, “So therefore, I’m the best brother. Don’t listen to him, he knows nothing.” he says, the back of his hand hitting Rooster on the chest in what he could assume was a casual bump,but the pilot held back a cough at the impact. Michael, like Guillermo, was taller than he was and clearly bigger than he was too.

He was used to being one of the tallest in the room, he is a bit unsure how to react with having someone else tower over him. Especially when he saw a massive body moving to the second row of chairs that made him tense up, his eyes meeting Guillermo’s as he stepped aside to let a shorter woman and a group of teenagers walk in first - his family no doubt. They stared at each other for a while and to his surprise, Guillermo nodded in his direction as a greeting which made Bradley repeat the motion.

 It wasn’t a handshake, but it was a start.

Michael watched with interest, “I think I saw a smile,” he begins, “Or he’s constipated. Either way, not bad.” he smirks, leaning back onto his chair with his legs crossed by the ankle. Rooster laughed quietly, relaxing his shoulders just a bit and in turn making the other brother chuckle, “Nervous huh?”

“I’m only human.”

“Yeah…you drink?”

Rooster looks back at Michael who had his arms crossed over his broad chest, “I do, yeah.” 

“Ever had grappa?” the pilot shakes his head negatively, making a smile spread over Michael’s mouth, “Ohoho, nice. You’ll drink a lot of it tonight.”

Amazingly, talking with Michael and Leonardo wasn’t bad, they were actually helping him loosen up a little. Even if he sometimes could feel Guillermo’s eyes on him from his own seat, he wasn’t as tense as before. He dragged his eyes to the groom, Sebastian, a man much shorter than everyone else with a receding red haired hairline and freckles, skinny as a twig. Michael told him that his aunt Martha and Sebastian were married on paper ever since 1981 and they decided to have this ceremony after they both turned sixty-five.

That was the age that Bea’s father shared with his twin sister. Now, he was a bit far from Bradley but there was no way he’d consider the man to be older than fifty, especially with that amount of hair. He wondered if it was like Mav who looked the same as he remembered when he was much younger.

Time passed fast, enough for them to rise and watch as the flower girls walked in. He had no idea who the first two were, but he knew Bianca. With her poofy light blue dress and the flower crown on her head, she looked like a little pixie without wings. Unlike the first two girls who seemed almost shy, Bianca was twirling and tossing flower petals in the air, grabbing a handful and letting it go with a loud ‘Ya!’.

Cynthia was filming her daughter with a smile, while Leonardo looked extremely proud, “Hi mommy! Hi daddy!’ she says as she walks past them, waving happily “Hi uncle Mikey! Hi Prince Rooster!” Bradley’s cheeks heat up, the eyes return to him when she says hello but he couldn’t help but smile, returning her wave with one of his own.  He did straighten up when he saw the bridesmaids approaching alongside the groomsmen.

The groomsmen went in first, a mix and match of younger and older gentlemen wearing white shirts with green suspenders, a large pink flower on their breast pocket. But the bridesmaids, that was a completely different story. The dresses were all shades of peach or light yellow with bell sleeves, a low cut that dipped down to the sternum and slits on both sides of their thighs - but not high enough to be scandalous. 

On top of every bridesmaid’s head were flower crowns, the flower shades went from dark wine colored to mustard yellow, tiny white flowers with dark green leaves mixed in between them. But he wasn’t really caring much about the outfits, unless it was Beatrice wearing. “Holy shit.” was his quiet response when he saw the brunette walk by. She sent a look his way when she heard his voice and smiled sweetly, the make up she was wearing was nothing fancy so it showed the red of her cheeks. 

His head turned, following her until she walked up with the other bridesmaids, her short haired sister sending a look towards him before she neared closer to Beatrice’s ear. His girlfriend just blushed harder, giving her older sister a subtle whack on the arm with the back of her hand.

Rooster swears he tried to look back to where the bride was, he did, but his eyes kept going back to Beatrice looking even more stunning than she already was. He should probably thank her aunt for choosing the dress, his eyes dropping to the slit on both thighs and to the low cut that showed her cleavage. When he turned his eyes back to her aunt, he was surprised to see her giving him a look with a little smile, then shaking her brother’s arm as they walked down the aisle.

He doesn’t know what that meant, that little shake, but he couldn’t help but feel like Bea’s aunt was trying to help it out with her dad. Beatrice’s father turned his eyes briefly from the aisle to where Bradley stood, his light brown eyes appearing darker behind his glasses lenses, but he showed no reaction.

When they sat down and the ceremony began, he felt a tiny hand touch his. He looked to his right, seeing Bianca was seated on Leonardo’s lap and was reaching for his hand. Rooster blinked with a smile, turning his palm up for her to see. Bianca smiled, the little fist she had hidden behind her back appeared and she placed a blue colored stone on it “For you.” she whispered, “It’s magical.”

Rooster looked down at the round stone, chuckling quietly, “Thank you,I’ll keep it safe.” His response was enough for the five years old to grin and swing her legs on her father’s lap, busying herself with a flower petal that got stuck on the tulle fabric of her dress, clearly not caring about the ceremony nor the priest talking.

He slipped the stone inside his breast pocket, leaning back on his seat with his eyes already on Beatrice. She turned her gaze to the crowd from her seat next to the other bridesmaids, trying to hold back her smile when she saw him looking already, biting her lower lip to change her focus back to the bride and groom.  Michael noticed the exchange but said nothing, just pursed his lips with a smile of his own, leaning back on his seat with his elbow over the chair’s top rail.

The ceremony was beautiful and honestly very charming to watch. The crowd clapped and cheered when the couple finally kissed, Bea’s aunt picking her husband from the floor since she was much taller than he was but he didn’t seem to care. As she puts him down, she tells the crowd to walk up to the winery where the party would happen, disappearing with her husband on the opposite side to change out of her long white dress.

Rooster and the others stood up, walking out of the chairs to where they could step on grass, waiting for the bridesmaids to come down. Beatrice smiled brightly when she got closer, “Hi,” she says, removing the flower crown from her head and fixing her hair, “How was it?”

“It was really nice,” he says, plucking a tiny leaf sticking to her forehead, flicking it aside, “You look beautiful.”

Beatrice’s cheeks flushed once more, but she smiled while taking his hand. Both her brothers were looking their way, with Bianca wriggling on Leonardo’s arms “I wanna go with auntie!” she announces, letting out a triumphant squeal when Leonardo finally puts her down. She rushed over, shoes no longer on her feet, latching her hand to Beatrice’s free one.

“Okay,” Leonardo says, “I’m hurt but I’ll live. We should go to the party, get our seats.” 

Leonardo and Cynthia walk ahead, with Michael leisurely following behind with his hands in his pockets. Meanwhile, Beatrice, Rooster and Bianca follow the three out of the clearing and onto a stony path that led to the winery. The fairy lights continued as they walked up, the wooden poles now adorned with the same flowers from the bridesmaids crowns at the bottom. 

The winery itself wasn’t huge, but followed the same Villa aesthetics from before with reds and beiges as well as pine trees like the hotel. The stony path turned into a large patio with several tables, a stage on the further corner where a DJ was setting up the playlist for the night as waiters walked by. Each table had the same flower arrangement, a bottle of wine and a glass bottle of water, the mustard-maroon color theme continued on the tablecloth and napkins.

Bianca tugged at her aunt with as much force as a five year old could drag both a twenty nine years old woman and a thirty six years old man, which wasn’t a lot, trying to get to their table. She gave up after a while, allowing her aunt to take her instead, picking her up and placing her on the soft chair, with her niece squealing happily.

Beatrice looked up at Rooster when he pulled the chair for her, “Thank you,Roos.” He just smiles, watching her sit down before he does the same next to her. Michael sits on Rooster’s right while Leonardo and Cynthia sit to Bea’s, next to where their daughter was. With most of the guests already seated, all they had to do now was wait.

But Bea’s eyes stopped at her father, who was not too far from them, talking to her uncles Roberto and Elia. She still wasn’t able to figure out a reaction out of him, but she did see how he’d move his gaze to their table every once in a while. She gave him a small smile, even if her insides churned with nerves, surprising herself when he smiled back for a millisecond.

She moved her gaze around, seeing her sisters on another table and then the Bitch Trio who was already looking their way. The three women were clearly staring at Bradley, trying to get some type of eye contact from the pilot but without success. Beatrice’s body warmed with fury, her hand immediately clasping around his under the table, interlacing their fingers together. Rooster was talking to Michael but he immediately squeezed her hand, rubbing the pad of his thumb against her knuckles.

Beatrice’s shoulders relaxed, her eyes lifting to meet the triplets in a silent warning. She hadn’t moved her gaze away until they did, rolling their eyes and laughing to each other. The brunette bit her lower lip hard, holding back a curse she’d thrown their way, choosing to instead take a large gulp of water so she wouldn’t let it past her lips.

-

As the night went by, Beatrice couldn’t help but smile when she noticed how her brothers were getting along with Rooster. Sure, neither of them were part of the Navy or any sort of military, but their personalities just worked surprisingly well. They were all sharing weird stories of their own childhoods, even if Bradley wasn’t specific with his own, of their own troublemaking years.

She brought the wine glass to her lips with a smile, watching Michael gesture wildly with his own glass as he recalled the time they all went to Sicily and they were stuck on the cable car over Mt.Etna for fifteen minutes, with Leonardo thinking they’d all die, “Little Bitty was probably five at the time.”

Rooster furrowed his eyebrows, “Little bitty?” 

“Yeah, that’s Beatrice’s nickname.” Leonardo smiles, “We’ve been calling her that since she was born.”

Bradley turned his head to face her, “You never told me that it was your nickname.” Beatrice just shrugs with a tiny smile on her face, “It’s really cute.”

Bea rolled her eyes, cutting a piece of the roasted vegetables in her plate, bringing it up to her mouth, “She was a tiny baby,” Michael explains, even if his eyes somber a little, “So our dad thought it’d be fitting to call her that.”

Rooster noticed how the three siblings shared a sad glance with one another, but it was soon covered up by smiles as Michael recalled some other story from their childhood. They continue their chat without issues, but Michael’s light green eyes looked over his shoulder to where he could hear the cacophony of Italian coming from behind, “Come on, you gotta meet our cousins.” he tells Bradley after chugging the last drops of wine and standing to his feet, “Come on Leo, you too.”

Rooster sent Beatrice a look, but she just nodded with a smile. “I’ll be right back.” he says, pecking her lips quickly, doing that for the first time since they got to the wedding party. He fixed himself the best he could before walking with Michael and Leonardo to a group of men laughing amongst each other.

Cynthia,Beatrice and Bianca were left alone, with his brother’s wife sending her sister in law a look,”He’s crazy for you.” she begins, “You should’ve seen the way he was looking at you when you were with Martha.”

“I’m crazy for him too, Cyn,” she confesses with a smile, “I just want people to like him, you know? He’s so wonderful.”

“Well, the boys like him already.” Cynthia says, nodding in the direction of the group of men not too far from where they sat “I think that’s a good start.”

And indeed it was a good start.

One of Beatrice’s Italian cousins, an aviator for the Italian Navy called Umberto, took great interest in Rooster’s own experience. And Rooster was happy to share some information with him, the two men immediately getting along with their stories of deployment. Umberto’s thick Italian accent didn’t deter the chatting, the other male cousins joining in soon after.

“I feel weird standing here,” Michael says when the two aviators are in deep conversation, but he’s grinning, “It’s like watching the popular kids talk.”

“Yeah,” Leonardo chuckles, watching Rooster and Umberto share a laugh at something that clearly was Navy related, “I mean, it’s still cool, right?” he looks back to where their little sister sat, sipping on her wine, “She looks happy.”

Michael turns his gaze to Beatrice as well, with a little smile, “She does. He isn’t a bad guy. I like him.”

“She’s worried Guillermo or dad won’t like him.” Michael rolls his eyes, digging his hands in his dark blue pants pockets “I mean, you know how they are.”

“Fuck’s sake, she’s almost thirty.” Michael hisses quietly to his younger brother, looking to where Guillermo was seated with his wife, “They keep doing this shit, she’s just going to back away from them more and more. Guillermo isn’t dad, and dad isn’t going to bring back younger Beatrice into this life…I know why he does it, but he should really give her a chance to live her life.”

“Yeah,I know.”

Michael tsks, “Enough chit chatting!” he swings his arm over Bradley’s shoulders, breaking the conversation between him and Umberto, “My dear cousins, did you know Bradley never had grappa?” The men surrounding them gasped and then laughed, some of them even clapping their hands “I think he needs to try at least once.”

It’s another cousin, Bruno, that runs towards the bar and grabs a bottle of grappa from the bartender before the man could stop him, alongside shot glasses before he rushes back, “Drink!” 

The commotion from the male cousins calls Guillermo’s attention, who stands up from his table to walk silently towards the group. He shouldn’t be surprised they are all in a circle drinking grappa, nor that it was Bruno who held the bottle refilling everyone’s glass. His eyes move to Bradley who is laughing and tossing the shot back while making a face. 

Another presence stands besides him, he looks down to see his father close by, “Go back to your seat, Guillermo.” his oldest son furrows his eyebrows, “They are drinking, you do not drink, there’s no reason for you to stay.”

“But, papá–” his father just gives him a look that shuts him up, the larger man frowning but backing away to his seat. Rafael takes his son’s place, his suit jacket no longer on his shoulders, his light blue dress shirt sleeves rolled up to his elbows as he got closer,casually, with his hands in his pockets.

His nephews and sons were already ruffling Bradley’s hair and laughing with him, which made a little smile form on his face. He clears his throat once, the laughing dies down immediately, the group of over ten men get immediately quiet, “I hate to break the fun,” he pulls one of his hands out of his pockets, “But I’d like to speak with Bradley. Alone.”

Michael who still had his arm around Bradley’s shoulders slowly backs away, Leonardo gives the pilot a weak smile and an even weaker thumbs up. Bradley looks up to where Beatrice’s father was, fixing his suit and his hair. The cousins parted like the Red Sea for Rafael to pass through, giving Bradley a nod back towards the vineyards, “Walk with me, Bradley.”

“Yes, sir.” he says without missing a beat, the honorific making Rafael look at him with amusement as the younger man follows him away from the party and towards the vineyards. They walk for a few minutes until they are distant enough, the wind making the thick mane of black hair on Rafael’s head move periodically.

Rafael stops in front of Bradley, his hands no longer in his pockets as his arms are crossed over his chest, then turns around, “So,” he begins,”How do you like the party?”

“It’s very nice, sir.” he says, “I am enjoying it a lot

.”

Rafael hums, dropping his head to look at his shoes then back up, “Good, good. I am glad you are…but that’s not why I brought you here and I think you know that.” Rooster inhaled sharply but nodded his head, “...I want to know what your intentions are with my daughter.” He said firmly, the glasses he wore hiding his eyes from Bradley’s view since they were far away from light that wasn’t the moon.

Rooster licked his lips, the taste of grappa still lingers, but he’s sober enough to answer, “I want to make her happy, Mr.Schiavoni.” He says honestly, watching the older man’s shoulders tense up, “She means a lot to me.”

“She means a lot to me too, ragazzo.” he says with his arms still crossed, “More than you could ever imagine.” Rooster clenched his jaw, feeling the subtle threat underneath Beatrice’s father’s words  as the two stood in front of each other with the party music pumping in the distance. 

“I know, sir.” Bradley says in a quiet voice, “I’d never hurt her.”

“Her other boyfriend said the same thing.” Rafael spits it out with venom, his nostril curling with disgust, “You are an aviator, no? You get deployed, you are sent away from my tesoro. How will I be sure you won’t hurt her the same way? Hm?”

Rooster’s eyebrows crinkled in offense, his fists clenched by his sides as he tried to come up with a reply that wouldn’t unnerve the older man. If he messed up with her dad, he doesn’t think only her cousins’ support would help him out. “I don’t have any reason to do that. No matter if I was deployed or not.” her father just looks at him with his eyes narrowed, “She didn’t deserve what she went through.”

“No. She did not.” Rafael says with a heavy toned voice, placing his hands on his hips as he looks up at the moon, “You met her at this bar she works with, this…Hard Deck, did you think she was an easy catch?” Bradley’s head recoils in surprise, his eyes widening, “Because she was a new girl there?’

“I did not think she was an easy catch, Mr. Schiavoni. I didn’t see Beatrice as a catch, she’s not an object to be caught.” he couldn’t help but grit out the words, anger bubbling inside of him, “I thought she was the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.” woman, not girl, words that definitely made Rafael’s body freeze up, “...I am not a guy that sleeps around, Mr.Schiavoni, I don’t flirt with people, my relationships were short lived and never felt as strongly as I feel for Beatrice.” he pauses, “I love her, Mr.Schiavoni.”

Her father snaps his head in his direction, “Do not be ridiculous, it’s been three months you’ve been together.”

“I’m not lying about my feelings.” Bradley says without breaking eye contact, “I love her. If you want to believe it or not, that’s on you. But I’d never lie about that.”

Rafael keeps on staring, his chest heaving with nerves after Rooster’s words. He looks down at his shoes for a couple seconds, curling his lips into his mouth as he shuts his eyes with a sigh. Rooster stays where he was, digging his hands inside his pockets as he looks up at the winery, letting out a quiet breath to calm himself, looking at the older man when he chuckles, “It is funny,” Rafael begins, rubbing his forehead with the tips of his fingers “Because my sister said the same thing…that you loved her and she loved you and I should just accept it. But it’s not easy.” 

Rooster stays silent as he continues “Do you know why her nickname is Little Bitty?” the pilot shakes his head negatively, “When my wife got pregnant with Beatrice we were both in our forties. She was a welcome surprise, but the doctors were worried…she was born at seven months old. God, we were so scared, there were so many tubes– I’ve never been so scared in my life watching her in that incubator…” he then smiles fondly, “I remember, one day, that Little Bitty Pretty One by Thurston Harris started playing over the speakers and like a miracle, I saw her react and move…she spent two months in that incubator before we took her home.”

Now Rooster could understand the overprotectiveness around Beatrice, the refusal to see her as a grown woman. It was fear of what happened twenty nine years ago. He wouldn’t know if he wouldn’t be the same if it was his own child, “I had no idea.” he says, approaching the older man, looking towards the vineyards that went for miles. They watched the leaves move with the soft breeze in silence before Rafael spoke again.

“When she looks at you, her eyes shine,” the older man says with his eyes on the horizon, “I haven’t seen her like that in years.”

Bradley’s cheeks heat up, but he smiles, “She shines alright. She’s like a star.” he murmurs, not seeing how Rafael’s gaze softened when he turned to look at the young pilot. Maybe his sister was right, maybe he should give this ragazzo a chance.

“She does.” Rafael says, “And if you know that, then…you can’t be all that bad.” Rooster faces the other man, who claps Bradley on the shoulder twice. “I appreciate your honesty, ragazzo…and well, welcome.”

Rooster could barely believe it, he let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding in relief, looking at the man with wide eyes, “Thank you, Mr.Schiavoni.”

“No, no you can call me Rafael.” he chuckles, “Mr.Schiavoni was my father….now, before we go back, Beatrice told me you could play the piano?”

-

“Why did you let him and dad go?!” 

Leonardo and Michael recoiled in surprise when they got back to the table, Beatrice had seen the whole endeavor between her father and Brad before they walked away from the party. She’s been bubbling with nerves ever since then, Marina and Sabrina sitting down next to her when they noticed their little sister’s expression. “What did you suggest we did?” Michael exclaimed, shrugging “Held him back?”

Beatrice groaned, “They’ve been gone for ten minutes already,” she whispers, pressing her palm heels to her forehead, “I’m going after them, there has to–”

But Sabrina holds her arm,”No, let’s go to a bathroom break,” she nods to Marina so she’d come along, the three of them leading Beatrice to inside the winery. Her sisters on each side of her, dragged her to the bathroom and Marina closed the door behind them.

“Okay, okay,breathe Bea,” Sabrina said, wetting her hands to rub her cool palms on her neck, cupping her little sister’s neck as she closed her eyes, “It’s okay, hey, it’s okay.”

“Dad is going to scare him off.” she murmured in a quiet voice as Marina stood by her other side, “I don’t want to lose him. I love him.” The two oldest sisters shared a knowing look, with Marina gently tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

“Obviously,” Marina chuckled, “If that wasn’t clear enough already.” but her little sister just sighed, dropping her forehead on Sabrina’s chest, hugging her oldest sister who rubbed her back soothingly, “We will fight dad for you,sis. You look too happy to allow dad’s overprotectiveness to prevent it.”

Beatrice made a noise against Sabrina’s chest, but she relaxed, lifting her head with her eyes shining but no tears coming out, “Thanks guys, I–” the bathroom door opened, the sisters looking in the direction thinking it was a random guest. But alas, it wasn’t just a random guest.

“Why, Bea! Why are you here alone?” the triplets, they must’ve sniffed Beatrice’s distress and trotted right behind. Adriana closed the door, while Melinda and Cristina walked closer, their red painted lips appearing creepier.

“She’s not alone, you fucking bimbo.” Marina snaps, to which Sabrina sends her a look to be quiet.

Melinda giggled, “Tell us something dear little cousin,” she coos, twirling a strand of hair, “That handsome guy you were with? What 's his name?”

“Is he available?” Adriana asks, popping her head from Melinda’s left.

“Does he have brothers?” Cristina asks, appearing on her sister’s right side.

Beatrice stared at them with wide eyes. Normally, she wouldn’t bother…but she promised herself she’d defend Bradley. And she was already nervous because of her dad talking to him, so it all tumbled together into one single feeling: rage. “Are you guys serious?” she asks in one single breath, seeing the triplets smile to each other in pure glee, “Are you guys fucking serious? Are you stupid?” that made the smiles drop, “No, I’m serious, are you stupid?”

Sabrina’s slack jawed expression turned to Marina’s, who looked just as shocked.

“Why are you guys asking if my boyfriend is single? Did you not see us kissing? Did you not see us coming together?” she gave no chance for her cousins to reply, “I-I just don’t get you guys! No, he’s not available, no he has no siblings and I will NOT tell you his name! Are you all so fucking pathetic you can’t find a guy by yourselves and try to get the ones with wives or girlfriends already?” 

Marina covered her mouth with a hand to hold back her surprised laughter, “And when you can’t handle things thrown your way you run and tell mommy? What the fuck! You guys are forty years old! You aren’t kids anymore! Download Tinder, go on a hike, visit a café! I don’t know! Anything else!! He’s my boyfriend, he isn’t interested,” she exhales finally, dropping her arm to her sides, “And you know what else? No one likes you three, no one! We just invite you because you are family. So maybe you should get an attitude check before doing anything else!!!”

The triplets, and her own sisters, stared at Beatrice in pure shock as the brunette panted quietly, trying to calm her wildly beating heart. The triplets looked completely destroyed and humiliated, choosing to scurry out of the bathroom in silence instead of delivering a snotty comeback. Beatrice sighed, jumping under her skin when a pair of arms hugged her around the shoulders, “You were amazing!!” Marina shouts, bouncing in place with how excited she was “Bea, that was fucking incredible!!”

“It really was Bea,” Sabrina added with a grin, enveloping her sister in another hug, “You were great!”

“...t-thanks…I just, I couldn’t let them talk about Brad like that.” she replies, hugging her older sisters’ arms, “He’s my boyfriend.”

“Yes he is.” Marina says.

“And I won’t give him up.”

“No, you won’t,” Sabrina adds with a grin.

With a sudden jolt of bravery, Beatrice lifts her head, “I’m going to talk to dad, he’s not going to do anything to take Bradley from me!” her sisters let her go so she could yank the bathroom door open, walking out towards the hallway that led to the patio. The three women were on their way over when Beatrice frowned, hearing a melody? “What’s that?”

Sabrina tilts her head to hear better, “Maybe dad’s on the piano.” she suggests, “You know aunt Martha would suggest him to.” but Beatrice recognized the rhythm and the closer she got, she could understand that there were people singing.

Too much love drives a man insane!

Her eyes widened, speeding up her step with her sisters rushing behind her.

You broke my will, but what a thrill!

When Beatrice finally reached the patio she thought she was hallucinating. There was someone on the huge piano that was brought from the lobby and was set right in the middle of the dance floor, most if not all her family members surrounding it. Beatrice felt the air leave her lung when she saw Bradley there, looking like a dream come true with his peach colored shirt and no suit jacket in sight, playing the piano just like he did at the Hard Deck.

“Goodness gracious great balls of fire!” The whole patio vibrated with everyone singing along with Bradley. Everyone, every single person was singing along with him. She watched in amazement, he was in his element and she shouldn’t be surprised at how wide his smile was or how he was bopping his head to the beat of the song. But she was surprised when she saw her father right next to the piano, singing along just as loudly.

What was happening? Did she step through a portal and ended up in a parallel universe? There were people dancing, the triplets however remained seated at their table completely alone. She walked forward, avoiding getting an elbow to the face until there was no one else separating her and Bradley.

She made no moves of getting closer beyond that, she just watched with a smile forming when he noticed her there. His fingers moved quickly over the keys, “I laughed at love ‘cause I thought it was funny,” he sings making direct eye contact with her, “You came along and you moved me honey!I’ve changed my mind, this love is fine! Goodness gracious great balls of fire!”

Beatrice’s smile now was full and bright, her cheeks reddening, she loved him immensely. God, she couldn’t believe how much she loved him. She looked around to see her whole family going along and singing and being happy and– she couldn’t help the soft laugh that went past her lips. Marina and Sabrina joined by her side, their voices adding to the chorus of people.

And Beatrice accompanied her sisters while singing along. The look of pure joy on Bradley’s face when he saw her singing could light this whole area if he so wished. He won over not only Beatrice’s cousins, but her father and now her whole family. He was having the best night of his life!

When he finished the song he was sweating like a sinner in church, but he was laughing, letting out a sound of surprise when a group of arms engulfed him in a hug and messed his hair up. Beatrice’s male cousins congratulated him, her oldest relatives hugged him and complimented his talent with kisses on both of his cheeks.

 Then Rafael brought him into a hug, clapping his hand on his back, “Well done, ragazzo,” his voice said, “Well done.” Bradley pulls back from the hug, only to turn around and have Beatrice launch herself towards him. He quickly wrapped his arms around her waist, smiling into the kiss, the group around them hollering and cheering as the kiss deepened and he lifted Beatrice even higher.

She pulls back, cupping his cheeks, “I love you.” she whispers, her eyes shining just like stars.”I love you so much.”

“I love you too gorgeous,” he says back, slowly lowering her to the floor, “A whole lot.” He looks back to see the piano being rolled away from the dance floor, the DJ setting the playlist again. Since everyone had gotten up to watch his performance, they were too fired up to sit back down. September started playing, erupting another round of cheers from the guests as he looked down at Beatrice, “So,” he held out his hand, “Shall we cut this rug together?”

Beatrice smiled, interlacing her fingers with his, “I’d love to.”

They danced for a while, song after song they stayed there, twirling and dipping and just having an absolute blast in a celebration Beatrice was almost sure it’d lead to failure. 

Never was she so glad she was wrong.

When the guests started to go back to the hotel, Beatrice thought it was a good idea if they did too, since the dance floor was getting empty as the night went by. She hugged her parents tightly, thanking her father for giving Brad a chance, then her siblings - Guillermo even apologized to her!- and then her aunt. Who hugged her close, kissing her cheek and then hugging Bradley, cupping his cheeks to press a gentle kiss to his forehead, “You are a light, my boy. Never stop shining.” she tells him, making Bradley’s eyes glaze over with surprised tears but he nods with a shaky smile.

They walk back through the grapevines, Rooster spinning her a few times as they walk down the path, bringing her close to him to kiss her temple soundly and enjoying how her melodic laughter echoed around the vineyard. The hotel had some quiet chatter from the guests that were still in the lobby, but overall the large hotel was very quiet.

They enter the elevator, her back to his front as they wait to reach their floor, “Mmm,” she smiles when she feels his lips on her shoulder, “That was fun, right?”

“It was a lot of fun.” he grins, kissing her jawline, “Your family is great. Your cousin Umberto is really cool.”

“Oh my God, you met Umberto! I completely forgot he’d come too,” she pauses, “Not that he’s forgettable, it's just that he’s very busy.” They step out once the elevator doors open, Beatrice pulling out the keycard from a hidden pocket in her dress, “But I’m glad you had fun.”

“I did.”

“Are you tired?”

Rooster chuckled softly, running a hand through his hair, “A little, why?”

The door unlocked, but Beatrice leaned against it, giving him a innocent shrug, “Well, you know,” she says slowly opening the door, throwing a look over her shoulder, “It’s just cause there’s this huge bathtub,” she tosses the keycard on the desk, Bradley following her inside with his eyes unmoving, “And I wanted to try it so bad.”

“Babe, I’m not against it but,-- well, your family is all around us.” he comments, following the line of her thigh that came out of the slit, his line of thought being muddled.

“I mean, yeah,” she whispers, tossing him a flirty look over the shoulder yet again, “But these walls?” she knocked on it, the soft sound of her knuckles hitting the brick was dull but present, “Very sturdy…and sound proof.” 

He was already kicking off his shoes and pulling his shirt over his head as Beatrice squealed, rushing inside the bathroom, “Remember me to thank your aunt, over and over before we go.”

[amalgamezz]

A Guide to making Rika less dislikable in fandom

Step 1: 👏 Stop 👏 excusing 👏 her 👏 shitty 👏 doings 👏

[nochiquinn]

campaign 3 episode 28: the chaos gremlin strikes again

oh no

liam just stays like that the rest of the game

cashapp being a sponsor is so weird to me

>>there's still a pandemic >>goes to comicon

NO I'm not done being mad about it

"otohan cruel" freudian slip

taliesin no

link….be careful, link….

BUCK FUCKET

I preemptively want this animated

"I can do it, it's FINE"

the map lighting is making everybody look good

well, better than usual

critrolecloset find me sam's shirt

"best friend" did they get divorced :(

if someone doesn't throw banana peels I'm leaving

YEAH YEAH HELL YEAH

liam gets me

there's no law on the books that says a wolf can't play death race

travis is actively hiding

start chewing on wires

name it regigigas bc it's slow to get going

festivalities

turian clan paint

YOU get a bane, and YOU get a bane

"hold on letTERSSSS"

I DESPERATELY want this animated

"deez nuts draw first blood"

laudna my beloved

beam-beam

the flag comes down and there's just an explosion of magic from the middle of the pack

[extreme southern accent] 'cause I'm a pot-hole~

someday I will find that ad to explain why that line is burned into my subconscious

god bless u sam

TEAM DRYBONES

magnet rage

MEAN MAX

okay I'm zoning out I gotta make popcorn

the car is Bugged

NOT THE BEES

ten and two imogen

ah yes, exploding head syndrome

yessssss

pace car fearne

someone draw Tex Avery Ashton please

some days you just can't get rid of a bomb

does this count as critical role parties vs old people

oranges broke her fall it's fine

tesla self-driving car

hey! rude

"they're IN MY ASSHOLE, so I figure they're grappleable"

THERE'S NO LAW ON THE BOOKS

"to help with the net!"

"SATAN TAKE THE WHEEL"

"we're on a precarious cliffside" turn into a fish

"whore dynamite" gdi I just changed my twitter name

"I'm just gonna throw up in her face" like a baby buzzard

"I don't have a mini for [a banana peel]" "how DARE"

fart gust

action surge ankle hack

I love one (1) halfling

I ME-LEE'D HIM FOR YOU GAN

hsfhdjklsa

this is gonna be a hell of a ride at criticalroleland

SLAMMAGE

"I have no sense of shame left in me"

"I'm also now sitting in your lap"

no fuck a gravity well, imogen sitting in ashton's lap supremacy

what in the deadlights

"let's tame it and ride it"

countdown to travis saying kakarot

"why specifically travis" this man first contacted his future wife to try to weasel his way into a DBZ role bc she was voicing kid trunks at the time

it has a WHAT

did he just call travis fjord

"I think it's laudna bc the left blinker has been on for a while"

is the left blinker just fcg's eye

ah geeze there's almost 2 hours left

as the map blinds liam and laura

I am overly enamored by the maplight reflecting in taliesin's glasses

"meets it beats it" is still the stupidest rule

AKIRA BIKE SLIDE

welp I know exactly which part of tumblr just exploded

we don't talk about the cloud motorcycle fight

"fang-like teeth" matthew they're just fangs

pffft them still being awkward

rude???

it's one bladed barrier, what can it weigh, a couple hundred pounds?

did they rename skronky's ring

D:

imogen presenting laudna to fcg: fix her

oh that's so fucking cute

I feel like there hasn't been as much orym and fearne outside of liam making very sure we know he sleeps curled up in the back of her knee and the Pointed Looks whenever fearne is being fearne

dusk is 0/2

"why hasn't anyone asked you to dinner?" this is the neighborhood watch committee reminding everyone that necrophilia is still illegal

(if you get that reference I hope your back pain clears up soon)

travis and ashley are communicating entirely via eyebrows rn

I have processed none of this. half because it's 2 am and half bc trying to decipher travis and ashley's faces

OH?

imogen no but also OH?

just wii shop music

OH???

dusk what the fuck is up with that

chetney has his arm wrapped around dusk's fingertips

"so much bouncer"

travis senses sus

travis what r u doin

TRAVIS

after watching the old man "I see you" gives me psychic damage

"so you're not trying to kill fearne's parents?" "…nnnooOOOOOoOoO?"

CAST WHISPERS

fearne propositions them both

DUSK

I mean chetney fully did this to himself but D U S K

"kill your whole family" IS a well known idiom

liam's face

liam

LIAM

"I go on a murder spree" "congratulations"

"not in a creepy way"

and imogen doesn't even have chetney's whatever, she's just Jealous

imogen you're gonna get psychic backlash'd

curved walls, CURVED WALLS

jdfksjl dusk rebounded onto fearne

BACKWARDS KNEES

"I don't know what I was expecting but it was that"

I'm just remembering marisha going IS THAT MY MOM when they realized it was vilya

matt's southern accent is the best

oh nooooo

UH OH

OH NO

that's extremely cool but also NO

she has this written down

CHANGELING?

erika you wrote this down

ART

ERIKA

MATTHOLOMEW MERCER

that laugh

DON'T YOU HIGH FIVE OVER THAT

erika u fuckin chaos gremlin

I WAS CORRECT

"I DIDN'T LOOK LIKE THAT"

[sevenkittensinatrenchcoat]

Scribbled Screenshots: The Rest of Bustopher Jones

“golf” no longer sounds like a word.

CW: Usual bullshit

Bustopher: And now I’ll fall the other way

Munk: gdi

Skimble: chill

Misto: I’ll save u!

Asparagus: Need help?

Tumble: Lemme help!

Pouncival: I just don’t wanna be crushed 2 death

Alonzo: I’d do something but everyone else has got this

Bomba: Why don’t we do something?

Jenny: idk

Jelly: Misto’s got this

Jenny: I love my man!

Bomba: I think he just had a stroke

Jemima: nah Misto just asked 2 many questions

Electra: dis is lame

Jenny: In ye olden days, in order to get fat, you had to eat a lot without having to do much work, which meant that fat was a sign of luxury. What could be sexier than that?

Electra: I can think of many things...

Jelly: Don’t kink shame your mother

Etcetera: bitch pls dat guy’s an uggo

Jemima: Okay, is this segment fatphobic because there’s physical comedy with a fat dude or is it body positive because we all love him and Jenny’s into him being fat? Are we supposed to make fun of her for this or is it all good?

Bomba: Please don’t cancel our musical number

Plato: Skimble we look weird with me on my knees like this

Skimble: Jenny’s gotten all our minds in the gutter, hasn’t she?

Tumble: Is this the part where we all get in line?

Alonzo: Maybe we should wait for Misto to panic

Jenny: Bustopher ur such a charming and handsome rogue!

Jelly: lol

Electra: tf?

Etcetera: She talks about Bustopher like he’s Tugger ew

Bomba: Older people get horny too, kittens. Cats don’t even have menopause!

Victoria: So, is Jenny having a black and white kitten in the near future?

Cassandra: Maybe

Bustopher: Hello, young ladies!

Misto: You’d better keep your damn mouth shut, Cettie!

Munk: And then someone upset the kid with magic powers

Coricopat: bitch im psychic im not afraid of that shit

(Pouncival continues to do That Thing Cats Do)

Pouncival: Is anyone gonna help me up?

Other Toms: golf

Misto: i got dis

Pouncival: misto ur the only one who loves me

Other Toms: golf

Bustopher: And now a rose for the fairest of them all!

Misto: me?

Skimble: me?

Jelly: me?

Jenny: me?

Bomba: me!

Alonzo: I’m the fairest but I’ll let someone else claim the title

Pouncival: no one here is fair

Etcetera: i hate dis

Tantomile: the number’s almost over

[inchandescence]

To Anon

Question:  Yeolmaes hate baekhyun mostly because his stans are the ones sending most hate to chanyeol and baekhyun never said anything about it, instead he kinda validated their feelings by not showing up to the box premiere, avoiding mentioning him at all costs and straight up saying he doesnt like musical movies Understand that yeolmaes have to deal with hundreds of hate messages written in Korean everyday and they are at a breaking point considering most of them come from bbh’s own fans How is it possible to like chanyeol and baekhyun at the same time in a situation like this? Do you even take chanyeol feelings into consideration? No? Not even once? He has to deal with thousands of nasty comments coming from bbh fanbase while bbh comes on Twitter reminding them how cute they are and how much he loves them If you cbkists choose to ignore this and baekhyun is actually in a relationship with Pcy it just means that you all couldn’t give less of a shit about chanyeol as a person with feelings and are just a bunch of selfish pricks

Answer: Anon...sighs you can't see something from one point of view only really, but it's okay i get you, ok so let us talk about this one by one: 1. You said: Yeolmaes hate baekhyun the most because his stans are the ones sending most hate to chanyeol and baekhyun never say anything about it -When you perceive the assumption that baekhyun stans hate chanyeol the most, did u believe it right or did u question it, like why its baekhyun stans, if its true then since when they started hating chanyeol, and why do they hate chanyeol, does their reason make sense or its just stupid like how other bbhls who hate other exo members too (for example some bbhls hate jd bcs both are main vocalists and they think jd is stealing bh's spot as a vocalist) -But at the same time, we cant find the exact number that would proof that bbhls are the ones who hate chanyeol the most, we only can see what twitter shows us, and it happened to me too that i see bbhls throw hate to chanyeol the most -But at the same time too, I've been seeing yeolmaes who throw hate at baekhyun too since years ago without me knowing the reason why they do that, and I keep questioning it everytime why yeolmaes suddenly started hating baekhyun so bad, when did it start -AND at the same time too, I've been seeing other exo member stans throwing hate to either baekhyun or chanyeol -But my twitter algorithm is the same as you anon, it shows that bbhls hate chanyeol the most and yeolmaes hate baekhyun the most, so I do often make the assumption that bbhls and yeolmaes are always on each other's throat -But yet again, I don't know who started hating the first time, is it bbhls, is it yeolmaes, and why they did that -This knowledge is unknown to me so based on this, to me the most right way is to think that both sides are wrong because hating is always the worse way to deal with things, the fact that we know is chanyeol and baekhyun are good friends they are always there for each other, usually when ppl see im saying this they will say its fake and its fan service, but people can choose to not see what they dont wanna see, so the easiest proofs to prove that chanyeol and baekhyun are good friends is one chanyeol is the only member in exo that baekhyun wished happy birthday on his instagram, two both of them support each other for candy and 1 billion views by coming to the mv bts, three baekhyun and chanyeol go to vocal lessons together, four chanyeol had taken a photo with all of baekhyun's bucheon friends before so in that photo baekhyun, chanyeol, and baekhyun's bucheon friends (istg if people see these as fan service then it doesnt make sense right?)

Before we go to the next thing, I have this assumption that chanyeol and baekhyun are two members that have the highest popularity in sk, either they are the top 3 or top 4, and my reason is bcs everytime there are individual album/photobook covers sold offline, their individual covers sold out the fastest, everytime, even with nature republic stuffs, ok so there's this possibility that we keep seeing yeolmaes and bbhls on each other's throat everytime bcs well both of them are two of the most popular exo members in SK (i mean even in china, chanyeol and baekhyun are the most popular members with sehun, there's data for this)

2. You said: Baekhyun never say anything about this, he kinda "validated their feelings by not showing up to the box premiere and voiding mentioning him at all costs and straight up saying he doesnt like musical movies"

-First of all, let's look at a bigger picture, is there any idol in the k-industry like ANY IDOL that ever said to their fans "guys don't say that to my member" IS THERE. ANY.? what I know is: there is none, none at all zero zip nothing, and if there's at least one or two idols, then its just one or two idols right -And thats it anon, thats just about it, idols dont have the absolute freedom of speech, they never do, and its hurting them all of them, all they can say is: "I love EXO, I miss EXO members the most, EXO is my home" and most solo stans who see that will just say "its bs" yet solo stans are also asking for proofs that the members relationship are fine -None of these kpop idols ever say anything about hate speech from their fans that are thrown to their friends/bandmates, and this kind of thing happens in every fandom anon, not just chanyeol and baekhyun, it's just how korean entertainment industry is, idols never have the ultimate freedom to say or do anything

3. Not showing up to the box premiere, avoiding mentioning him, saying he doesnt like musical movies -That not showing up to the box premiere really changed the way you think huh anon, yeah I think that event also changed many yeolmaes' perspectives sighs okay, not showing up to the box premiere is like a very open information we can easily see it from one tweet that didnt mention baekhyun name during that event -BUT for other cases "avoid mentioning him" and "saying he doesnt like musical movies" is not a very open information, by this i mean u have to read alllll of the things baekhyun say, look at the trans for all of his vlives/shows/etc, read the whole trans for baekhyun's last vlive before he goes to the military, so u or other yeolmaes after that situation are either trying to "search for baekhyun's act or words that deny fans opinion about how they hate each other" bcs u still "have hope in baekhyun" or "search for baekhyun's act or words that support my perspective about how he hates chanyeol and never defend cy from bbhls" -"Validate their feelings" how? once again, it's just what bbhls think, did baekhyun do and say all of that because well "his motive is to support bbhls that hate chanyeol" and who are you, who are we to say that, are we our bias? can we go inside their minds and goes aha! this is why they do this and that! well no. because once again thats the entertainment industry, the chances for idols to "explain" all of the bad situations esp when its about how their fans act, is very veryyy low, or like the chance is even minus

-We are just fans who watch them on cam, without knowing what's on their mind or what is everything they are going through behind the camera, we know nothing, all of our opinions are just perspective that our mind created that turned into assumptions, we could never know the truth because kpop industry prevents their artist from showing the truths that may "hurt" people, who actually deserve to be hurt, but those people are the "money makers" for the company, it's bad it's toxic it's awful that just bcs they have to "maintain the money makers" idols can never get that freedom -Same goes with baekhyun, gdi we dont know him, we really really dont know him, his mind, his motives and reasons for his actions, who are we to judge him and call him selfish? -But what we know is baekhyun helping to defend chanyeol when that fake rumor was spreading by tweeting the mosquito thing, what we know is baekhyun and chanyeol doing their choreo for DFTF together that was practiced since early 2021 until before they enlist, what we know is baekhyun saying chanyeol he's fine when fans asked on japanese fansign, what we know is them still doing vocal lessons together, going to vocal lesson tgt too on march after the box premiere (bcs chanyeol's hair was grey in the vlog) before they enlist, what we know is baekhyun loving and singing "tomorrow" tgt with chanyeol, so what we know is they keep spending time with each other as bandmates and friends 

"do you ever take chanyeol's feeling into consideration, you all couldnt give less of a shit about chanyeol as person with feelings and are just a bunch of selfish pricks" 1. Baekhyun tweeting that mosquito tweet to defend chanyeol -Responses>> People went: oh he's just defending himself, he's being selfish once again, he doesnt care about chanyeol 2. Baekhyun answering fans question about chanyeol's condition -Responses>> No one translated this after few days OP has translated Original post Jan 29: https://twitter.com/tomo_exo/status/1355177834185064451?s=20 First ever translation on FEB 13 (AND FROM A CBKIST): https://twitter.com/NTH_2705/status/1360626904756228096?s=20 Also this cbkist isnt always active translating, I know her, she's not on Twitter as much as other trans account and she doesnt understand japanese, so she actually found the post on weibo and translated it from chinese thats why it was translated 2 weeks after, but before her? does ANY account translate this? well no. 3. Baekhyun and Chanyeol doing choreo in DFTF tgt -No BTS, no anything from SM, people who hate seeing them tgt can ignore easily, chanbaek stans can only watch the part over and over 4. Baekhyun and Chanyeol practicing their hitting the woah part in just usual mv -Again no one commented about this, except chanbaek stans bcs this is easily ignored 5. Lesson With Baekhyun -Responses>> yeolmaes went "chanyeol don't do this, chanyeol im not watching this, chanyeol what are you doing, i want chanyeol only, oh god why is chanyeol with him again, chanyeol is feeding chanbaekist, his fans (bbhls) gonna come at us again, fuck this im not watching" and bbhls went "the translation is wrong look theyre trying to sabotage bbh" and yeolmaes replied with "good for him haha, ya serves him right for being selfish" and also "why is it always chanyeol who does this kind of thing and never baekhyun? oh right because hes selfish hes sm golden boy he never gonna do this bcs his channel is own by SM" "look he promoted kyoongtube even in the nng" "look SM posted kyoongtube but not NNG u can see whos the mistreated one him"

All of those 5 things I mentioned, even tho some are small things....they got mostly negative responses from yeolmaes and bbhls who are not cbkist dont they? The things that prove chanyeol and baekhyun are always there for each other and they are bandmates, true friends, nothing change between them And yet, what did bbhls and yeolmaes do? Throw negative shits and comments to those things, esp Lesson With Baekhyun, and until now still hate Baekhyun... when Lesson With Baekhyun, is a vlog recorded by Chanyeol alone, he taped his phone in the car, he added Candy MV BTS with Baekhyun calling him "chanyeol ah" and baekhyun smiling while holding the food, a vlog where he praised baekhyun's vocals, prepared playlist for him, sing tomorrow together with him, laughing during their vocal lesson, and just...doing things tgt

And yet people still call it a fanservice? feeding chanbaekist? baekhyun is still selfish? when chanyeol worked hard preparing that vlog, providing it for us, baekhyun and chanyeol practicing their part tgt for DFTF, baekhyun tweeting the mosquito tweet

When Chanyeol and Baekhyun have done so many things together, after the fake rumor, after the box premiere, proving they are still good friends... so do you even take chanyeol's feelings into consideration? oh wait not just feelings, his efforts, his time, him uploading to NNG about him hanging out with Baekhyun, have you ever take that to consideration? or just ignore all those facts because "whatever i still hate baekhyun" 

So two options: 1. Hating and keep hating and telling others selfish because yall hate the fact that baekhyun never do this and that, that yall wanted him to do, but actually we don't know the reason why, we just don't know anything at all, accept assumptions that "baekhyun validated fans feeling" and thats according to you, your mind, your perspective, oh wait... it's all about you? 2. Know and accept and support and love, chanyeol and baekhyun's friendship, because thats what we know, thats what themselves say to us, thats what themselves been doing, accepting the fact that "chanyeol and baekhyun are good friends" and know we are not in the position to turn the friendship into bad relationship bcs what? bcs it comes from chanyeol and baekhyun themselves, not yeolmaes, not bbhls, not even exols, and so be a fan that know chanyeol and baekhyun have good relationship, keep reporting bbhls who said bad things about cy and vice versa, bcs what? we never want chanyeol to see that after lesson with baekhyun, apparently his "fans" still think baekhyun, his best friend and bandmate, is still a selfish person who doesnt care about chanyeol, so chanyeol is happy that we know and appreciate his relationship with baekhyun, with exo members because we care about chanyeol's feelings, because we trust his actions, his words, and we love everything he does, and also we love everyone around chanyeol that he loves

So choose... and last thing, are social media and on cam interactions, are enough to "measure" a group of people's relationships, so if your best friend never post any picture of you on their instagram and never tell stories about you to other people who well, actually are also strangers, living thousand miles away from you and your best friend, then it's okay for those strangers to say that your best friend hates you? avoiding to be affiliated with you? a selfish person? Have people ever think that it's tiring that just because you're a celebrity, you have to show everything, including minds, feelings, emotions, actions, personal reasons, to your fans? For them to be validated? And for them to turn into facts? Well, at least for me, the things I don't know then I don't know, I don't have the right to judge, and the things I know, especially positive things, that came from my own idols, that's what I'm holding on, that's what I support. *extra note: exo members always call us as EXO-Ls, not bbhls, not yeolmaes, not anyone, but EXO-Ls, so when they say they love us, "loved ones" are those who say themselves are EXO-Ls, who loves EXO as 9 members, because that's the fact

Have a good day anon, stay safe and healthy, God bless you, spread love and not hate

[arce-elliot]

Magnus Archives - First Impressions (151-175)

We’re almost there, gang. Out of the Lonely and into the Eyepocalypse we go! Blah blah I had 75% of the series spoiled and am jotting down my thoughts, you know the drill.

EP 151 (Big Picture): - OH SIMON??? - okay okay Simon's kinda funny, you go you funky little sky grandpa - Martin Tell Her The TRUTH EP 152 (A Gravedigger's Envy): - oooh another ancient one - hey that's terrifying wtf - can someone please comfort jonny boy good lord EP 153 (Love Bombing): - Idk why the cult ones freak me out, maybe because cults are real? - oh god what's gonna happen to that dog - I literally just made my dinner with white wine vinegar that's a little old are you sHITTING ME - GIRL GET OUT OF THERE WHILE YOU HAVE A CHANCE YOU KNOW SOMETHING'S OFF - AYYY THE HUNTIN' GANG - tbh it was weird that they helped him even though they knew he wasn't human actually - DAISY!!!!! - Jon can you chill w/ the sass if you're not gonna help - Okay I'm gay but Daisy Growl Hot - Two dying monsters trying to reconcile their humanity, this is sad I hate it here EP 154 (Bloody Mary): - oh god it's This Episode I've been dreading it poor Eric - g o d Gertrude sounds so upset - I would die for Eric - "Eric I'm gonna count to ten and you're gonna tELL ME HOW YOU QUIT" - I'm already crying good god - "he needed me" o w - MARTIN GOT TO SAY FUCK!!!!! - O U C H - i am so upset FUCK this podcast - the catalogue of the dead is just the Delano-Keay family album EP 155 (Cost of Living): - CALL HER OUT JON - Tova, to this doctor's heart: it's free real estate - A FUCKING C H I L D?????? - ah yes, some more DIY surgery, who needs doctors when you have knives? EP 156 (Reflection): - ayyyy adelard how are ya - oh fun flesh time - oh? extinction? - also that was gross what the fuck - M A R T I N EP 157 (Rotten Core): - go save Martin before I cry - ADELARD!!! - ah no, I'm gonna miss this dude he was kinda cool - this hits different in corona times - okay this is actually pretty gross wtf - Martin's lonely because he chose to be, Jon is lonely because everyone hates him, poetic cinema EP 158 (Panopticon): - Ah Shit Here We Fucking Go - OH WHAT THE FUCK NOT!SASHA???? - AYYYYY THERE'S JONAH MAGNUS WELCOME HOME RAT BASTARD - uh oh bye bye Gertrude Time - mom and dad are fighting to be Martin's favorite parent lmao - no not the promise :C - Martin is the brain cell, he really just played both these men like kazoos - gdi Peter give me my boy back EP 159 (The Last): - hi I am Sad - Marto blease just go with the tired eyeball man - "i see you" MY B O Y S EP 160 (The Eye Opens) - oh lord here we go - at least we get some Jonmartin conversation - Monologue Time! - Jon: can I just say, from the bottom of my heart...my bad EP 161 (Dwelling): - welcome to the apocalypse bitches - FINALLY i've been waiting for these tapes for my entire life - TIMMMMMM! SASHAAAAA! - Elias being a normal person is unsettling - ALL THE EYE JOKES gdi I refuse to simp for eyeball man - THE JARRING "ARCHIVIST" I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD - "If I wish for all of you to go away do you think it'll work?" well it worked on Tim and Sasha - Elias: I'm a cool boss, I can drink wine - the image of Jon just huddled on the couch with a bag of tapes and listening to them over and over is so sad - sorry Gertrude no Sasha, just a sad little man - thank u for the powerpoint Gertrude - JON DON'T SNAP - i love them so much your honor EP 162 (Cosy Cabin): - GERRY GERRY GERRY - okay Gertrude and Gerry are adorable I love goth boy and his badass grandma - Gerry, ever the pragmatist: but what about TAXES gertrude - Tim and Sasha interacting is the sweetest thing ;_; - oh this is AFTER the hookup lmao - OH WAIT Sasha canonically knew about Danny??? I didn't know that oof - Oh Jon's getting a phone call I suppose - Jon's trying so hard to be dramatic and Martin's like "okay bitch grab ur backpack and lets go" EP 163 (In The Trenches): - "Tell everybooooody I'm ooon my waaay, new frieeends and new plaaaaces to seeeee" - YESSS LET MARTIN CURSE OVER THE GUNSHOTS AND BAGPIPES - "Martin can you stand over there and cover your ears while I cast Eldritch Ramble" EP 164 (The Sick Village): - another one that hits different in corona times - I hate the word soupy - what in the midsommar - if you can't find your own statements, DIY your own - Martin: fuck u Jon, Helen's my friend now - Martin: can I get an Uber, can I PLEASE get an Uber EP 165 (Revolutions): - this is my friend's favorite episode so I'm excited - oh circus music gross - THE RHYMINGGGGG OH I LOVE THIS - my arms are sore from happy stimming at this audio oh my god - SHUT UP JON IT WAS A GOOD POEM - GET HER ASS JON - is that our first "Ceaseless Watcher"?? I think it was! - Jon: Level Up! - Martin: that's hot EP 166 (The Worms): - HELL YES JON SAID FUCK - oh worm? - Martin answer your damn phone - awww Martin don't doubt yourself :C EP 167 (Curiousity): - Fiona: lmao watch this -passes out- - oh I didn't realize Eric was one of the OGs, their conversations make more sense now - Michael :c - Gertrude you got played like a fiddle damn EP 168 (Roots): - jealous Martin lmao - Jon just tell him why you woke up that would probably solve this - As someone who also freaks out about every little twinge this episode felt targeted EP 169 (Fire Escape): - desolation time? desolation time. can't wait to walk through hell - so aside from Smirke's 14 we have the 3 additional fears: the Extinction, the Scotland, and the Landlord - oh this one is terrifiyng i love it - OOOOH the "jons" slowly fading in was really clever - G O D martin sounds so defeated poor boy EP 170 (Recollection): - Martin finding tape recorders is the cutest thing - Oh fuck are we in the Lonely oh shit - this is so disconcerting i love it - someone get this man a better chair EP 171 (The Gardener): - Martin: damn that's a lot of bones - oh not THIS dude again I can barely understand him oh my GOD - well that was interesting EP 172 (Strung Out): - oh web? - oh this is sad shit - I think this is one of the worst domains yet for me personally this sounds like hell - g o d the web makes my brain hurt blease Jonny I'm stupid EP 173 (Night Night): - oh dark? - oh so the darkness is just the apocalypse daycare? nice - oh and this tween runs it, nice - Jon: are you SURE you want me to kill this middle schooler? - wow this is depressing EP 174 (The Great Beast): - oh hunt? - oh vast? lmao that's what i get for assumptions - Martin just wants to kill a man is that too much to ask someone give him a gun EP 175 (Epoch): - ex...tinct...ion? - “Peter was right” no FUCK YOU I refuse to give Peter any credit LOOK ADELARD WAS RIGHT, Adelard Decker laid the BLUEPRINT - poor Jon he's gettin these hard-hitting google searches - Basira and Daisy?????? OH WAIT THAT MEANS OH NO

[turnaboutimagines]

OHHH HATTIE I HAVE AN IDEA HOw do u think gumshoe or phoenix would react to a shorter s/o grabbing them down by their tie for a kiss?? like the first time vs the 50th time?? suggestive or not, ur choice, but I just think it's a marvelous cliche that I hardly ever see discussed in this fandom -❤

Added Miles by another anon’s request (and i was also going to add him as a bonus bc... how could I not?) and Franziska because I love her and really wanted to add her!  Hope you enjoy it, pal!  I still can’t believe I got a request for this trope in particular, but I’m very happy, haha.  Tried to keep them nice and varied, so some are a bit longer than others (gdi Miles).  ;;Features a Shorter!Reader.  These are mildly suggestive as well, so if that’s not your cup of tea then... maybe skip over this one for the time being.  Please be gentle to your tols.  😔

Dick Gumshoe.

The tension between you has been different lately and it's gotten to a point where you can’t ignore it anymore.  You want him, more than you’ve wanted anything before.  Direct action is required with him, you know words alone aren’t enough to get him.  And so, you grab a hold of his tie and pull his face down to your own, lips connecting in a passionate kiss that makes your intentions crystal clear.

He’s caught off guard and while your eyes are shut, you can imagine the wide-eyed look on his face as he goes frigid.  His mind catches up within a moment and he eagerly melts into the kiss, a low groan escaping his throat.  His hands hover a moment before settling on your waist, with a nervousness that reminds you of your first kiss.  

It’s hard to not smile into it as you gently nip at his bottom lip, glad that he seems just as eager as you do.

- (For the 50th time) -After two weeks of barely seeing each other, you can’t help but pull him down by the tie as soon as he walks through the door.  He doesn’t miss a beat as he presses you up against the nearest wall and practically grins into the kiss, hands already wandering your body with practiced ease.

It’s nice to be wanted.

Phoenix Wright.

This man is going to be the death of you.  Always ending up in harm’s way, either through his terrible luck or self-sacrificial nature.  It’s after one of these close calls that it happens for the first time.  Tears are blurring your vision as you stand in front of him, but the words you want to yell at him die in your throat.  You’re worried and relieved and just... absolutely overwhelmed.  You really just want him close more than anything else.

Right when he opens his mouth to say something, you grab onto his red tie and pull him down toward you—connecting your lips in a kiss that’s equal parts desperation and passion.  You need him right then, not words.

There’s a slight tremble to the fingers he uses to cup the side of your face, gently deepening the kiss without hesitation.  Yet his cheeks feel warm under your hands as you slide your hands up to hold the sides of his face.  Despite the urgency of your need, you can’t help but feel a twinge of satisfaction at taking him off guard.

- (For the 50th time)-He flashes you a cheeky grin, knowing full well that his teasing is getting to you.  You put on your best poker face to try and catch him off guard, pulling.  Yet his hands find your hips as he eagerly returns the kiss, clearly having seen it coming from a mile away... or perhaps this is what he wanted all along.

Yes, this man is definitely going to be the death of you.

Miles Edgeworth.

Some spontaneity couldn’t hurt, could it?  But it’s hard to be spontaneous and surprise him with a kiss when his face is out of your easy reach.  However, his cravat is right there, always tempting you.  One day, you finally give in and take hold of it, smiling up at him with a deceptive innocence.

His eyes narrow at you, “What are—”

Your lips cut off his question as you allow your hands to release his cravat and move to his broad shoulders.  It feels as if he’s turned to stone under your touch, frozen in place.  And his face feels like it’s on fire against your own.

You’re about to pull away when his lips finally begin to move against your own and his hands grasp you by the hips, quickly seizing control as he kisses you with a singular passionate intent.  Yet he pulls away right as it’s getting truly intense.

“Ngh, m-my cravat is not some sort of leash for you to yank on,” he grumbles against your lips, eyes not quite meeting your own.

You open your mouth to deliver a witty retort, but he silences you with another kiss, this one more passionate than the last.

- (For the 50th time) -There’s a heavy, resigned exhale through his nose as he feels the familiar sensation of you yanking on his poor cravat.  However, his lips meld against your own without complaint, hands already wandering to where he knows you like them best.  Your mind feels hazy by the time he pulls away for air, cheeks pleasantly flushed as he smiles down at you.

“Perhaps we should get you a ladder...?”

"Or perhaps you should just kiss me again?”

“...Gladly.”

It’s certainly a better use for his cravat than a handkerchief, that’s for sure.

Franziska von Karma.

She can truly be so ridiculous sometimes, but that’s part of her charm.  She’s ranting about her most recent loss in court at the hands of Phoenix Wright, pacing like a caged animal as she does so.  You can’t help but admire the way her gloved hands flex as she pulls her whip taut... and a rather good way to blow off steam suddenly comes to mind.

When you get up and suddenly cut off her path, she stops dead in her tracks, a look of confusion written across her face.  Your hands are on her bow before she can process what’s going on and then your lips are on hers—passionate and undeniably needy.

She lets out a small note of surprise at the contact, accompanied by a pleased shiver down her spine, but is quickly followed by a pleased moan as she relaxes into it—grateful for the distraction.  The whip falls to the floor, forgotten, as she pulls you closer for a bruising kiss as her lips claim your own.

- (For the 50th time) -She smirks into the kiss this time, her leather clad hands coming up to force your hands to release her bow.  She moves them above your head, effectively pinning you against the wall perfectly, as if it was second nature to her.  Her teeth graze against your bottom lip, impatiently asking for entrance as you moan into the kiss.

A good way to blow off steam, indeed.

[if-found-return-to-gusu]

Happy Birthday to Me Pt. 12

(Fuck. Last one)

He asked me if I was staying the night.

Of COURSE I was staying the night. Where on Earth would I want to be if not here with him? 

I told him as much. I reminded him that I’d promised not to distance myself from him again and warned him that this meant I was going to be completely insufferable from now on to make up for the lost time. 

“You will completely forget the concept of personal space,'' I warned. 

He grinned at me again. With teeth showing and everything. I’m pretty sure I heard a chorus of angels. 

I felt his fingers trace my hairline and down the side of my face.

“Okay,” he said, completely unperturbed by my warning.

He IS trying to kill me before I hit 30!!!!!! I knew it!

And then! He just went in and kissed the tip of my nose! Like it wasn’t anything! And he just let me go and stepped back again!!

I whined that he can’t just kiss and run like that! And he just reminded me to go upstairs to wait while he locked up. 

I grumbled about handsome men playing games with my poor fragile heart before I went up, stomping on the stairs to let my indignity be known. I grabbed my photo album as I went. 

Once I let myself into the apartments I figured the first order of business was to check on the bunnies to see how they held up after all the commotion from downstairs. 

Most of them were fast asleep in a pile of fluff, but Suibian perked up the moment she heard my voice and hopped sleepily over to me! I started to fuss over her and pet her, telling her how good she was. She closed her eyes and leaned into my scritches. 

Ooooh it’s so wonderful to have an animal that actually likes me! And she’s so cute! I won the jackpot! If I can only have one animal actually like me I’m so glad it was her. 

I heard quiet footsteps and turned to find Lan Zhan coming up next to me to look at Suibian as well. 

“Look!’ I said, excited, “Suiian has my sleeping hours!”

Trust my little girl to wait up for me when all her siblings were snoozing. 

Lan Zhan asked if I wanted to bring her into the other room but I decided that, as tempting as it was, it was probably better for her to sleep with the rest of the rabbits. 

I told Lan Zhan that it was her bed time, and he replied by noting that it wasn’t quite my bed time yet. (True as it was barely creeping on Midnight by then and I’m usually up at least until like 1am or so. )

I countered that it was DEFINITELY past HIS bed time. It’s kinda incredible that Mr. “In Bed By 9” was able to stay standing so long. 

And since my heart clearly hadn’t had enough yet today, I decided to pull him in close to me by the waist, wanting to be as close to him as possible. He seemed to jump a bit, but didn’t try to pull away. 

“I’m not tired,” he said.

Liar. 

In order to hopefully hide the sound of my heart trying to pound its way out through my ribcage, I gasped dramatically, “Lan Zhan? Not tired yet???” I asked with just as much drama as the gasp. “I’m astonished!!!”

I considered after that though and laughed. Perhaps I was a bit sleep drunk myself actually. “Though I must say,” I admitted after my giggling subsided. “After tonight there isn’t much that should surprise me about you anymore.”

To prove my point I sang a couple bars from “My heart will go on” under my breath. I laughed as he hid his face in his hands. I pulled those hands away and started to drag him into the livingroom with me. 

I asked him what other things he was hiding from me as we went. I didn't really expect him to answer but before we made it to the couch, he pulled me back with the hand that was still holding his. I stumbled rather clumsily into his arms, but he caught me all the same only to push me away and twirl me before pulling me back towards him. 

‘I once took dancing lessons for a semester in college. I wanted to learn something different but it didn’t work out.” he said. “Turns out I’m more suited to waltzes than I am for swing.”

And just like that he started to guide me in a waltz. 

I will say right now I have no idea how to waltz and all those movies that say ‘you just need to find yourself a partner who knows what they’re doing’ are all lying. It’s all bullshit. 

Lan Zhan somehow managed to slip his feet under my feet (?????) and guided me through the steps though. Once my brain caught up with the rest of me I hurriedly got OFF his feet before I did some damage and instead tried to concentrate on following his lead. 

But then I just couldn’t help but laugh at the absurdity of it all. I put my head on his shoulder, not able to resist being closer to him now that I knew I could. I slid my hand out of his and guided it to join its partner around my middle instead, wanting to be held, and we swayed together. 

How long did we dance like that? Swaying softly to the song that only we could hear?

I dared to ask him what other surprises he could possibly have in store after this bombshell, but he assured me that for now, at least, this was it. 

I pouted up at him in my best impression of A-Ling and asked him how it was fair to my poor battered heart if this is how he gives me new information about him? It was really gonna be a problem because I still want to know every detail of his life. I want to know absolutely every piece of him. 

Each bit of his soul he’s given to me is a shining nugget. More precious than gold or diamonds. Something to be cherished. Just like him. 

“How can my heart take it?” I asked.

To which that son of a gun replied

“Your heart will go on.”

Oh youuuuuuuuuuuuu.

I couldn’t stop laughing after that. Especially once he joined in. If any of the bunnies were still awake they surely thought those humans in the other room were bonkers. 

We calmed down eventually, still swaying the whole time. Just staying together in each other’s arms in the dark livingroom. 

Eventually I had to admit defeat. This day, as wonderful as it was, had been very emotionally exhausting for me. I told Lan Zhan I was tired and ready for bed and he responded by swaying me in the direction of the hallway. Which of course set me off again. 

We swayed and spun all the way to the bedroom door where we, tragically, finally had to let go of each other so that he could get me something to sleep in. 

I took the clothes, but hesitated. It was after midnight. Surely my allowed greedy period was over right? But still. I had to ask one last thing. 

“Is it.. .okay if I sleep in your room with you tonight?” I asked, staring quite determinedly at the floor. 

Lan Zhan answered almost immediately, saying that yes. Yes he would like that very much. 

That got me to look up so I could grin at him. In the dark I hope he couldn’t see that I was about ready to start crying again. 

There’s nothing wrong with crying, really, but fuck I was tired of it at that point. 

Without any further ado, I scurried off into the guest room to change into the over-large pajamas as quickly as I could. Before I headed back to his room, though, I decided I was ready to take another look at that photo album. And maybe I didn’t need to be alone to do it after all. 

I held it close to my heart, trying to drink in all the love that had gone in to making it for me, and scurried back to where Lan Zhan was waiting for me, already in bed. 

I scooted closer to him and asked if it was okay if we went through the album together again. He kissed my forehead (where I probably should have washed of Shijie’s mark but I was entirely unwilling to do so. RIP Lan Zhan’s pillow. I didn’t think of that haha. )

“Anything you want,” he said. It sounded like a promise. A pledge. Almost like he was swearing an oath.

Really it was just my sleepy mind making things overly dramatic again. 

We went through them together, Lan Zhan letting me pick the pace. We talked about some of the pictures and he didn’t judge me when I cried a little again after all. 

When we got to the picture of him alone at his guqin, though, I paused. 

He’d done so much for me. I’d never be able to pay back this kindness. Not even if I managed to somehow gain immortality. Not even if I was able to try until the end of time. 

“Thank you for tonight,” I said, cringing at how inadequate that was. It didn’t even begin to cover it. 

He told me that there was no need for thanks. That he wanted to give me this. 

I didn’t know what else to do in response to that. I just leaned into him to nuzzle his neck. Told him he was the best. 

A true statement, but again, completely inadequate. 

He, in essence, replied with a “No U.’

And then. 

Hold on. I want to remember this as accurately as possible.

“I feel very happy when I’m with you. You make me laugh. You encourage me to discover new things. You show me how much bigger my world can be. And you make me feel safe through it all.”

Pretty sure my heart full stopped. 

When it lunged back into motion again it was all I could do to squeak out his name and hide my face in his chest (ad;jkfadjf;aldk;adjskf;adlsf;kjfalksdf; you could park a car on that thing fuck). 

I reminded him again to WARN me first! Jeebuz Crisps!!! And he said he’d try.

Jerk. 

We stayed like that for a while in a silence so comfortable I’m pretty sure I just fell asleep. I think I remember feeling Lan Zhan maneuvering us under the covers to sleep properly but that could just be my mind filling in the blanks because that’s how I woke up. 

I don’t remember much of what I dreamed, but I know each and every one of them had family. And In each and every dream, Lan Zhan was at my side. 

THEN I FUCKING WOKE UP TO THAT ASS HOLE HAVING A FEVER SO HOT IT BOILED ME OUT FROM UNDER THE FUCKING COVERS

WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE LAN ZHAN STEALING MY COLD AND DOUBLING THE DOSE???????????????????????????????????????????????????????/

So it was my turn to play nursemaid to him except the main difference being that HE WAS ACTUALLY SICK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

WTF WERE YOU HIDING BEING ILL THE ENTIRE NIGHT????????? GDI

I stayed with him as much as I could until he got better, though I had to help do my shift (AND HIS) at the cafe. 

In the end I”m the one that ended up cleaning up the last of the party.

Guess that’s fair. 

Once he started feeling better I surprised him with the chunk of cake I’d hidden. 

He looked at me with eyes that shined like A-Yuan’s when Shijie gave him his kiss. 

Apparently this asshat had only managed to get ONE BITE of cake the entire night! The one I fed him!

WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME? I HAD CAKE THIS WHOLE TIME AND YOU ONLY GOT A BITE??????????????????????

WHY DIDN’T YOU EAT IT WHEN I WAS ON STAGE SINGING AND YOU JUST STOOD THERE HOLDING IT LIKE A DERP???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????/

Ah well. In the end he got to have his cake and eat it too. Haa. 

[sweet-potatoq]

lets talk about: bohnduen

the worst for the fucking last i swEAR TO GOD THESE TWO ARE THE DEATH OF ME

FIRST we get an okay bohn and a better duen right?? theyre chill and bohn isnt upset BUT THEN DUEN CHANGES HIS SHIRT INTO THE COUPLE SHIRT HE HAS WITH FRONG he changes from his couple shirt with bohn to the one with frong and that does not sit well with bohn AND with me gdi

so bohn is upset, rightly so, and ive already talked about that so i wont repeat myself KAKKAK so bohn ignores duen (except when he helped duen down like omg even if hes upset he still takes care of duen what the fuck im soft) and duen plays a trick on bohn because he and the others think hes joking with them but hes NOT hes aCTUALLY UPSET AND THEY DONT GET THAT AND IM LIVID

then bohn goes for a walk because hes pissed and then you know who shows up?? fuCKING BITCH ASS MAI WHO THEN SEXUALLY HARASSES BOHN LIKE??? DUDE FUCK OFF HE CAN ACTUALLY KILL YOU WHAT THAT F U C K ! ! ! im so happy that bohn put his foot down and scared that guy idc if it makes me sound like a bitch but mai got what he deserved (bes theres other guys out there get a fucking hold of urself and dont act like a slut)

BUT WHATS WORSE IS THAT DUEN SAW AND HE DIDNT STICK AROUND TO SEE THAT BOHN PUSHED MAI AWAY and the smile he put up when bohn finally showed up, the smile that HID HIS PAIN, hurts me so badly like bruh and when bohn said nothing because he thought duen wouldnt care? bruh

AND I KNOW BOHN SAID THAT HE WAS TEASING DUEN BUT LISTEN TO ME FUCKING LISTEN TO ME he said that because he doesnt want to seem like a wimp in front of his friends, BOHN, THE FUCK BOY, THE WOMANIZER, TOO MUCH OF A COWARD TO ADMIT THAT HE HAS PROBLEMS WITH HIS FIRST SERIOUS RELATIONSHIP, of course he would feel like people would side with duen and not with him and thats a big factor as well and UGH I COULD TALK ABOUT THIS FOR FOREVER BUT i wont so lmAO

AND THEN COMES IN KING GIVING ADVICE, he lives up to his name istg but then it leads to the break up scene, WHICH I THOUGHT WOULD GO SO MUCH BETTER TBH like i thought they would sit down, cry a little, talk it out, but no it didnt go like that and theyre bawling and they broke up and understandable because the wound is still fresh and i do wish that bohn told him earlier but it is what it is ugh

[1-800-i-ship-it]

khun modern bf headcanons?

Hmm oof i am probably not the best person to be asking this cause I dont write fics or anything but I’ll do my best

So i realized that i just wrote plot stuff but im posting anyway cause i spent way too long on this ahaha 

apologies in advance for typos that I'm too lazy to go through and correct

Enjoy the headcanons that i wrote later + plots that i originally wrote and went on a long tangent on oops

Headcanons:

Khun would be that subtle overprotective boyfriend 

He’d just kinda silently watch from afar but he’d totally kill anybody who hurt bam in any way, shape, or form

But he’d like be SUPER sweet with bam like

Pet names yall PET NAMES like khun and bam would prob both mutually melt when they call each other pet names

Khun would always help bam with hw and whatnot, let’s pretend bam’s a physics genius cause thats just how i imagine him in modern life, always has trouble with law class (he’s  taking it just for khun so he can understand what khun’s talking about) so khun helps him

Khun would be a super smooth talker, can woo a n y b o d y, exceptional at speeches, captain of speech and debate team

Khun would never admit he’s jealous but like the whole gang would know (except for bam who’s clueless as usual) 

Like bam is friendly with everybody so khun’d just be like ugh screw yall 

But then bam always confides in him and spends a crapload amt of time with him so he knows he’s just doubting himself and he’s mad at himself about it cause he knows bam is loyal to a fault and would never betray him

When bam gets older bam uses this against him hehe

Khun would also be that bf that everyones jealous of 

Everyone would want to be with khun but he only has eyes for bam

Ignores everybody else who hits on him

Side note i still stan top!bam and bottom!khun 

Khun would also be super thoughtful and goes out of his way to help make bam’s life easier whether its doing chores or smth etc, and each time bam smiles at him and expresses his gratitude khun’s heart would melt for the 1000th time

But like secretly khun really likes confident and sexy bam

They’d probably roleplay ngl (let ur imagination wonder~)

Khun would enjoy just spending time with bam :’) just cuddling and doing mundane things, they’d be super adorable together, hugs and kisses and ah just too cute-

Khun secretly likes bdsm and bam knows this 😏they switch roles from time to time, i cant decide who’s sub/dom

Khun would plan a super elaborate proposal to bam but then somehow bam would catch him off guard and then khun would just blurt it out when they’re together <3

Khun’d always be up early to cook for bam, they both morning ppl tho khun’s always sleep deprived bc hes also a night owl 

Khun is shy with pda in public but eventually he and bam decide they dont care anymore and just hold hands and act all lovey dovey to the point where shibisu cant decide if he’s a proud dad or if he wants to throw up, rak is always proud of his turtles, endorsi and hatz literally want to throw up all the time and would die before admitting that they secretly approve of khunbam

Khun is all around a model bf that i am sure half the fandom would be willing to date but im sorry guys khun’s taken cause he’s only got eyes for bam~

Plot things/idk what they’re called:

CEO!khun and intern!bam

Assassin!khun and assassin!bam who eventually get together and destroy the corrupt system

Gdi i thought of so many while having dinner but i forgot

Hmmmm

Imagine bam as jue viole grace like forced to work in a gang or smth and then khun as the gang boss 

I totally dont have a thing for badass assassin themed things pls dont judge me

Teacher!khun and student!bam (ofc it’d be near graduation if u get my drift...😏)

Idk why i thought of this but imagine idol khun o.o wait YO idol khun + assistant bam

Tutor!khun and student!bam 

I feel like im literally just saying the same ideas

Theres a reason why im not a fic writer :’)

High school sweethearts -> angst bc parents dont approve, sad forced breakup, no contact -> get back together when older after a time-lapse when they’re more mature, heated reunion 

Best friends bam and khun since preschool, since they were in the womb, PINING, both of them scared to admit it cause they dont want to ruin their friendship, meanwhile the entire gang is betting on them getting together (aka mainly rak and shibisu betting, hatz, endorsi, anaak, (insert s2 and s3 gang dont wanna spoil) everybody etc)

Uni students with khun as a law major and bam as a cs major (both geniuses, nerd bam), roommates *insert smirk* lots of pining, blushes from them casually changing in front of each other...the rest is up to ur imagination

Khun and bam as rival sports teams coaches 

Age gap!khunbam (not a lot, somewhere between 5-8 yrs), with bam as the younger one who kept saying that he loves khun but khun just laughs it off bc bams a kid but then khun sees bam after he comes back from college and bam gets a massive glowup from clueless cinnamon roll to clueless cinnamon roll hottie who only has the hots for khun (still) and then khuns all like “fuck” *dies inside*

Single dad khun, bam as a daycare employee who keeps getting flustered by khun, khun takes interest in bam bc he doesn’t ask nosy questions like other ppl, and bam has these mesmerizing golden eyes

Tailor/dry cleaner owner!bam and office worker!khun who constantly needs his clothes to be altered so they fit exactly how he wants them to (this eventually results in awkward moments and blushing), and also dry cleans like his countless number of suits and dress shirts and whatnot

Author!khun and publishing assistant!bam (is it even called publishing assistant honestly i have no idea but u get what i mean right), khun never signs books but bam convinces him to 

Poet!khun and uni student!bam as a literature major who’s a big fan and wanted to meet khun at one of his signings but is too shy even though shibisu drags him there, accidentally bumps into khun in the bathroom, is all flustered, ends up talking to khun for super long, khun loves bam’s enthusiasm for the subject, offers to give feedback on bam’s poems, bam is literally about to combust, they have lots of meetings and khun flirts with bam who’s clueless but blushes a lot anyway, they kiss *ahem* the rest is history

Spy!khun and bam, khun realizing he doesn’t want to hurt bam, sends fake info back to his country (ruled by eduan and jahad), eduan finds out (sent khun out in the first place bc khun was a threat to him cause the ppl liked khun better), sends out an assassin to get khun, who knows this and escapes with bam somewhere, some complicated plot taht idk how to figure out but you get the drift, eventually khun rules the country with bam

Real estate agent khun and contractor bam, eventually start their own business together

Khun as student pres, also known as the ice king bc he’s turned down dating everyone who asked, bam as the transfer student who catches his attention  (bam with more of a jue viole grace complex), the silent physics genius who is also on par with khun when debating in speech and debate club 

Khun and bam as besties, always do their hw together and hang out after class (cause bam always needs help haha), something leads to them fake dating, eventually real dating 😏

Khun and bam as besties, always do their hw together and hang out after class (cause bam always needs help haha), someone (rachel, DO NOT KILL ME I HAVE A REASON) asks bam out and he doesn't know how to say no (the rest of the gang egging him to date cause they know khuns gonna be jelly) khun goes and sulks, eventually bam gets hurt and manipulated by her, khun is pissed off, rachel is reported for abuse, khun and the gang fight for bam, khun is there for bam all the time, after a while bam asks khun out of the blue if khun likes him (shibisu let it slip that khun is gay bc god knows bam is oblivious af), khun is shocked but says yes bc he cant hide it anymore, bam says he always loved khun but thought khun was straight (bc of some dumb rumor someone said) which was why he ignored his feelings and agreed to date rachel bc he just wanted to distract himself, lots of cuddling thereafter, they get together, rak wins the bet for when khunbam will get together, khunbam gets married

oh man that became way longer than i expected...anon i hope u enjoyed that? half of it prob made 0 sense ngl and idek if i answered the q properly?

kudos to you if you actually read like all my rambling :’)

[swtorcompanionsgoofin]

So i figured i'd try to map out Who Knows Who in this clusterfuck continuity and I think the answer is 'my sidequest generator jedi for my bounty hunter apparently knows a shitload of people' and also 'baby warrior is apparently the connector between Zal and the rest of the continuity by way of Inquisidad Knows A Shitty Dad When He Sees One (it's Halicos- Halicos is the shitty dad) and either gets his murder on and yoinks an apprentice that way or just straight up steals an apprentice.

I am not sure how to feel about that, but I'm Here for the implications of Zal going 'wow this dude sucks. He's not supportive or helping u develop. Fuck him. You're my kid now' @ Koriatta and her just kinda, going with it.

Him being so thoroughly disconnected from Everything else tho lets me fuck around with his timeline a little bit. Bc he's supposed to be Older Than The Rest Of These Chucklefucks (relatively. Older than the other classes. But I also am Very firm that he should be 27 setting foot on korriban for the first time. I'm thinking about extending his prologue or his chapter 1 by a few years, to get him ahead of the curve bc gdi he needs to be older than Jeni, and she's 28 when she starts dicking around with huntery shit.)

[currentlyreadingmanga]

Toilet-bound Hanako-kun Chapter 13: The 4pm Bookstacks (Part 3)

Previously: we met the fifth mystery of the school, Tsuchigomori, and poor Yashiro and Kou had quite the embarrassing time sharing some of their secrets. We also learned about the possible threat of a traitor among the mysteries and about Hanako’s drastic plan that consists of destroying the yorishiros before any of them have the chance of go on a rampage like it happened with Yako. After some funny moments and some adorable bonding time with our main trio, Tsugochimori agreed to guide them to his yorishiro. Oh! And Tsuchigomori seems like a huge grumpy tease and I already kinda love him. So yeah......

Now onto the next chapter!

Ahhh it’s nice to be back. Not only I was too busy studying but I’m also dealing with a cold at the moment, so I’m really glad that I get to take this weekend off to rest. So what better way to do it than this? I’m so excited!

There’s a lot going on here. I’m not sure who the figure kneeling on the ground could be. (EDIT: Hello, this is future me after reading this chapter and also chapter 14, and: Would this be Tsuchigomori? since everything else here hints at the conversation he had with Hanako in the memory we saw. Also and I could be reaching with this the fact that he’s in this position, kneeling before Hanako who is holding the lunar rock and what I assume to be his own book seems significant. Because I often associate a kneeling position with two main emotions: devotion and defeat. And here I think it could be trying to convey the latter. Like, Tsuchigomori knew that Hanako was clearly going through a lot but didn’t do anything about it because his book said that he would turn up fine, that this child would have a secure and happy future despite it all. But then he died, way too soon, when he still was just a child. And now here he remains at the school, as the seventh mystery, Hanako-san. And idk despite this grumpy attitude Tsuchigomori tries to maintain, he seemed to be obviously distraught by what happened; like, it wouldn’t be weird to me if he felt some degree of guilt because he didn’t try to help more)

Besides that, there seem to be newspaper clippings? also bandages and possibly rubbing alcohol? also tweezers? Quite a few items that one can find in a first aid kit, if that’s the case. 

And then there’s the main focus of the image: Hanako holding a rock of some sort and,... his own book? maybe? that’s my best since it seems to be black. ...........wait, could we possibly find out more about him this chapter??? ohhhhhhh now I’m even more excited. But yeah, there’s also a rope (?) tied to his pinky finger. Could that be a reference to the red string of fate? That’s the only thing that comes to mind. God, I have so many questions and this is barely the first page, I need to move on or we’ll be here forever.

But yeah, we’re right where we left off last time and Tsuchigomori is leading them to his yorishiro.

Update: Still hot

Kou and Hanako are pumped to get this done but oh! it seems like Tsuchigomori is only gonna let Yashiro go with him since she’s the one that will destroy the yorishiro. Also, he calls her “kannagi girl” and: “a medium or shaman, usually female, who acts as a medium between humans and the spirits or gods, helping to communicate between the two and to calm any supernatural or spiritual upset”. That’s interesting. Is that just a general term that is used to refer to humans who have this ability? Yashiro has it because she’s Hanako’s assistant and because of the bond they share, right? Or would there be another reason for it? Like, could she have had this ability even if she didn’t have this connection with Hanako? Because she was still able to see him the first time she went to the bathroom...but I guess she still wasn’t able to touch him there, so maybe she wouldn’t have been able to touch a yorishiro either if they hadn’t been linked together.

Well, Hanako says it just means that she’s his assistant, so I guess we can leave it at that.

Kou is not happy at all with the idea of letting Yashiro go alone with Tsuchigomori (can’t say I really blame him, I mean, even if I don’t think he’s a bad guy, they just learned he’s a supernatural being just a few minutes (?) ago). The man in question just asks Hanako if he can’t trust him to not do anything to Yashiro and Hanako ends up agreeing to let her go but

That’s a warning if I’ve ever seen one. Like, “you better take good care of her or else”, you know? That’s the feeling it gives me.

But yeah, Yashiro ends up going alone with Tsuchigomori. Am I worried about her? I mean, yeah, a bit. Again, he doesn’t give me bad vibes and I don’t think he will try anything, but Yashiro tends to find herself in risky situations way too often so the possibility is always there.

The place looks like a cave of some sort and it seems to be filled with gemstones and ohhh now I understand their presence in that one colour page a couple of chapters ago.

Her sense of self-preservation really is almost non-existent, huh? Yashiro, sweetie, please be careful, please, I beg of y o  u

Oh! They keep walking and he asks her about how Hanako and her are getting along and

First: I love my babies so much, their friendship warms my heart. There’s no denying that Hanako is a little shit sometimes (a lot of the time) but he really has been mostly kind to Yashiro since they’ve met.

Second: not only this man is a big tease, but he’s also a softie on the inside, isn’t he? Like, I kinda got that feeling last chapter when he looked so shocked about Hanako’s expression and when he gave Yashiro and Kou head pats, and this just seems like more evidence. From the way he slowly asked the question and how he didn’t look at her while asking, to his surprise stare and his awkward head scratch when she answered, everything screams “I care about these children but I refuse to show it because I have an image to upkeep gdi”. Please tell me he’s gonna be the reluctant father figure, it would be amazing

It sure looks that way, Yashiro, and I’m so here for it.

She asks him if what’s written in the books can be changed because she doesn’t want to have her heart broken by some douche in the future awwww baby. But that’s a very good question, I hadn’t really thought about it. Tsuchigomori says it is “fundamentally impossible to alter the future”. Huh. Okay, that’s interesting. So, even if you were to read your own book, you still wouldn’t be able to change what’s written there? Like, even if you tried to change things, the outcome would still be the same no matter what? 

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh that’s a cool mechanic. By raising the stakes so high, it gives us a better understanding of how some of the rules of this world work. But it also brings up more questions: like, how does he know that he will be erased if he changes the future? is there a higher entity that oversees these kinds of matters? Hanako had mentioned that he had made a deal with “God” so that his sins would be forgiven, after all.

.................you can’t say that and don’t tell us how this person changed their future! Especially when you’ve emphasized how rare it is! C’mon, now I wanna now!! also what he said to Yashiro is really sweet awww i can see behind your grumpy facade, you can’t fool me

Anyway, they’ve arrived at their destination and wow there are so many big gemstones on top of books! Now I really want to see this room animated. It looks really pretty~ 

Like Yashiro, I thought that one of those was his yorishiro but nope, we were wrong and thinking about it I guess it makes sense since it would be kinda weird to have it so obviously displayed; like, this room is hidden already but it’s understandable that he would hide it even within the room itself.

omfg Yashiro please that’s rude! 

But also! “are ones with the strongest feelings connected to them” + that soft look and that slight smile!! There’s obviously a very important story behind it (again, like we saw with Yako and her scissors) and we’ll learn about it, right? We saw Yako’s memories of Misaki when Yashiro destroyed the yorishiro, so something similar should happen when she destroys this rock-.....wait.......

Okay so I went back to look at the first page of this chapter and

Is that the same rock?? What does that mean?? Is it just for artistic reasons or is it connected? Did Hanako give Tsuchigomori that rock? Is that why he was acting worried about our little ghost boy before? But if that’s the case, when would have this happen? And why would he have such strong feelings connected to it? Are we gonna find out? omg adjshfda

Ohhhhhhhh he says that the one who gifted him that rock was the guy that changed his future! And he mentions that he still doesn’t know why the future changed. And that’s very curious, like, if it is as hard as he mentioned, then it would be nearly impossible, right? But also if that rock is related to Hanako does that mean that he’s the one that changed his future?? how??? please?? I need answ e r  s

...................excuse me, what??? um, I have questions, the main one being: how?? 

He says that he got the rock the day after the moon landing and honestly? the timing of that is impressive, considering he says that this guy wasn’t an astronaut 

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Is that my ghost child I see??? Oh my god did they meet when Hanako was still alive???? Are we getting his back story so soon??? Okay, I need to. calm tf down and keep reading so I’ll find out ahhhh

Don’t you dare keep me in the dark after dropping a bomb like that, Tsuchigomori! You may be hot and charming but I’ll hunt you down for the answers I need, mister

Ahhhhhhhhhh okay, so she took the seal off, so that should destroy the yorishiro and the boundary, right?

!!!!!!!!!

So we are getting to see the memories connected to the object like with Yako! And there it says the date: 1969-7-22

Oh boy, oh man, here we go

There’s the school!

!!!!!!!!!

∑(;°Д°) !!!!!!!!!! THERE HE IS!!! WHY IS HE SO HURT OH MY GOD WHAT

jfc he’s covered with bruises and cuts. Who would do something like this??? God, that’s horrible and Tsuchigomori says it’s a daily thing? Is it a bad case of bullying? Where are his parents? Because those are not injures he would be able to hide, there are too many and in very obvious places. Hell, all the possibilities running through my head just get worse and worse. Like, it could be that his parents are dead, or that his parents know and don’t care, or even that his parents are the ones behind it and just. god, that would honestly be heartbreaking

He looks so sad and small here. Just an innocent child ffs who would do this to him??

This has been going on for more than a year???? Does no one care about the state this child is in except for Tsuchigomori??? I- okay, deep breaths, I need to calm down and keep reading

(So. Amane Yugi. So we’ve finally got his real name, huh? Is the translation here last name+first name or did the change the order to first name+last name?)

Sorry, it’s just that. I’m so used to seeing Hanako being goofy and silly that seeing him look so defeated and broken here just makes my heart hurt.

Tsuchigomori says that he wants Hanako, or, well, Amane, to talk to him about who is doing this to him because he’s worried who wouldn’t be and Amane says that it isn’t a problem but no, no, baby, it is, no one should even think about hurting you in such a way! And Tsuchigomori says just that: “just what kind of reason could justify hurting someone this bad?” 

........................... I honestly feel like crying right now. It really is looking like someone close to him is the one behind this and it’s just fucking horrible someone please stop this train of feels I want to get out (ಥ﹏ಥ)

You know, I have heard that this series gets angstier as the chapters go on but I really. really didn’t expect to get this emotional oh boy

(EDIT: I’ve already read and taken notes for chapter 14 but I’m really tired, so I’ll edit it and upload it tomorrow since I also have to crop the images)