#SLIDE INTO MY ASKS SO WE CAN TALK ABOUT EPISODE 15

[what-gs-watching]

“What good did love do, Doctor? When did it ever help?”

So I spent last week at my parent’s house finally pulling off the surprise birthday party I’d been planning for months for my mother and I was there for farrrrr too long and I ate waaaay too much and I only had six days from when I got home to get my head right and ready to start a new job after nine effing months of doing nothing. 

I’m starting on Monday and I’m super anxious about it, and everyone is posting about what’s going on with Doctor Who so obviously I decided to let Ruby and 15 turn my brain off for a bit, it’s the least they can do. Maybe that was a mistake, because woooooof y’all. I’m devastated that the season is already over. 

And as such, we def need to talk about both of these episodes at the same time. 

The Legend of Ruby Sunday / Empire of Death

Wherein, The Doctor and Ruby show up to UNIT to finally ask about the old woman they keep running into on their adventures, and immediately very purposefully fall into a trap. 

I have to say, as much as I love 15, baby boy has NOT been very observant this season. He’s caught up in having fun and showing his feelings and all of that is fantastic and beautiful but if this had been 10 or 11 they would have been mulling over this situation the entirety of the season and I probably wouldn’t feel so much like I just got whiplash. 

Like, the internet has been telling me to think about this random ass lady, instead of seeing the Doctor trying to puzzle her out in his downtime. And that’s the first time I’ve really thought to myself, ‘this is incredibly unlike the doctor.’ But we’re going to let it slide, because he’s otherwise charmed the pants off of me.

There was a lot I was definitely about in these episodes, in no particular order - 

OBVIOUSLY, the Rose / Ruby bonding. Absolutely adorable. They immediately gravitated to each other and I love that. It’s so sweet. And I’ll take ANY scrap of 14 I can get, but 15 asking ‘how’s your uncle?’ really made me greedy for more. Couldn’t my girl Rose given like, even the smallest cute little anecdote? Like ‘oh, he’s really into gardening right now…’ or something? Gimme like, even the littlest bit. I neeeed it. But fine. 

15’s outfits. I’ve loved all of the stuff they’ve put him in all season but HELLO that leather jacket and the cozy sweater he had on in the mish mash TARDIS? Gorgeous. Beautiful. I want to buy it right now.

Also, the mish mash TARDIS itself, and the little kiss 15 gives it at one point. Love all the random throwbacks inside that little thing even if I don’t know most of them because no, I never went back and watched the original seasons, so sue me. I’m pretty sure I spotted 11’s little scanner tv thing though, and I love that. I miss Matt Smith. 

And the Doctor lashing out and punching the wall and huffing and puffing and screaming and then Mel giving him a kick in the ass. I’m going to keep talking about how I love that 15 is actually okay with showing his feelings, but I do think he got too lost in them. We all been there, boo. But like, you heard that sick TARDIS sound (that’s going to haunt my dreams) and you were just like ‘oh I’ve heard that before’? BOY you are so distracted. 

Anyway, I’m vaguely aware there’s background on Sutekh that I should probably google if I want to fully understand the situation, but I’m not gonna do it. I accept that it’s the god of death and the doctor fought it once and banished it to the time vortex, but I have to say, I find the rest of the storyline a little bit weird. It hitched a ride on the TARDIS and traveled with the Doctor for basically untold amounts of time and no one ever noticed? And it’s appearance is NOT related to 14 casting that salt at the end of the universe, even though it was pretty clear that the rest of the random god appearances were? 

I guess I’m willing to accept all of that, but gang. Here’s the thing. After all of that time traveling around and watching the Doctor do what he does (and admittedly trying to sabotage him by planting harbingers? I guess? Wherever they went?) you’re still not going to kill him right off when you finally hatch your plot? You KNOW he gets out of things. You know he literally gets out of everything. You’ve watched him wiggle his way out of shit because his adversaries have given him an inch but you’re like ‘it’s fine, that won’t be me, because I REALLY need to know who this random human’s mother is?’ 

Nah. Nah nah nah. Like, maybe if you had really tried to kill him and he got out of it, I’d be like, ‘okay fine’ but that death cloud was half-assed and they beat it on like, a moped. 

If we’re going with real scary gods that have literally the power of basically everything, I’m gonna want their actions to make sense. 

I also have to admit that when the Doctor was monologuing about how the whole thing was his fault, when he said about all of the things he’s done “I thought it was fun”, I found myself thinking about how he really has been playing a game of his own devising and maybe he…shouldn’t. And it felt like maybe he thought that, too. Like, when is it gonna be enough for him? 

The point is, It’s super sweet that Ruby got to figure her shit out, they got me I cried at all of that, but the whole thing did feel a little disjointed to me. Which is fine, because now I’m sitting here like, ‘yo I need more’ but there isn’t more, not for forever, and clearly that’s how they get you. The arch wasn’t a cliff hanger really but also it kind of was and I’m unsatisfied. Maybe that’s the point. 

And I do now agree with Tumblr that the most interesting thing in all of this is how 14 and Donna reacted to the death cloud, and their reconstitution, and the realization that Rose was at UNIT during the entire thing - that’s going to occupy my brain for a really long time.

At the end of the day, eight episodes was not enough. But I’m SO  endeared to 15 and I love the direction the show is going, haters can hate all they want but Doctor Who was always weird and it was always for outcasts and it’s beautiful and stupid and silly and wonderful. Wonderful and perfectly imperfect. 

Friends, this season came at a time I really needed it. I'm thankful it helped me through my forced work hiatus, it's part of the tapestry that kept me going. And that's the good that love does. Doctor Who, I love you.

[syncopein3d]

Part 16: The First Lesson

M for mature themes overall. Tropes/content warnings: vampire whumpee/caretaker, male whumpee/caretaker, non-binary whumpee/caretaker, morbidity or thoughts of death. There will be a lot of play with, and discussion of, the concept of consent in this series, as it applies to many topics. Mostly we're talking about consent to be bitten, but being bitten in this universe varies from "mild discomfort" through "multiple climaxes" and I don't know where the story will end up yet, so I think it's important to be clear.

In this episode: angst, unrequited thirst.

If you would like to be added to, or removed from, the tag list of this series, please let me know! I'm back after a long hiatus due to a death in the family, and I thank you all for your patience. I will link the last episode, but also the index post in case you are brand new and want to start from the first.

Part 15: Glass of Water

Masterpost

When Arden was out of the shower, Tolly wordlessly handed them a nutrition bar, white big hand sliding into view as they opened the bathroom door. Arden lay sitting against the headboard eating for a couple of minutes, silent. Tolly sat on the end of the other bed with a wool thread he had shamefacedly folded into the duffel bag, playing at cat’s cradle with it as he watched Arden sideways.

After a while, Arden said, “Aeolus says I don’t deserve my body.”

“Well, he deserves it far less,” Tolly said. “Can he hear me?”

“Yeah. I can see him sometimes, too.” Arden described the man in the black suit with his pointed beard. “To me it looks like he’s standing by the window, glaring at you. Now me.”

“Behave, spirit. Arden’s health is your own. No one else will have you, or you would not have come so quickly when called.”

“He doesn’t like that,” Arden reported, a little smugly.

“Good. If he wants to stay, he’d better earn his keep.”

“He says he can teach me something simple now, but it won’t be powerful because he used me up so easily. Should I, Tolly?”

“Yes,” Tolly said.

Arden was silent for a while, their eyes moving left and right as if reading. They held the wadded up foil wrapper on the flat of their hand, gradually refocusing on it. “Leyline, right,” they muttered.

Tollt sat up slightly straighter as he felt hairs stand up along his spine. The wrapper lifted gently from Arden’s hand into the air, hovered there for a few seconds, and then plonked back down. They exhaled as if they’d dropped something heavy.

“Great. If we get attacked by litter, we’ll be fine,” they said.

“Was that you, or him?” Tolly asked.

“Me. He says you’re doing the Soldier’s Bed wrong.”

“He would,” Tolly said, unperturbed. His fingers worked, hooking the string and shifting it to make the Candles.

After a long minute or so, Arden said, “Tolly, I’m going to die, aren’t I?”

“No,” Tolly said calmly, unwrapping the round of wool thread to coil it neatly. It smelled like his rug. That should not have been calming, but it was. “I will not allow it. This coven –“

“The Coven of the Black Rose, for all of Washington and part of Oregon within the intersection of the Rocky Mountain and the Columbia River lines,” they recited distantly.

“This Coven of the Black Rose tried to have you killed without knowing a thing about you except that you are related to Nicholas and might have his ring. That offends me. It’s crude, stupid behavior,” Tolly said. “They also had the effrontery to shoot me, which I also do not appreciate.”

Arden’s mouth twitched, not quite a smile. “And you like me, just a little,” they said.

“We hardly know each other, child. But I recognize a debt. No, I do, don’t laugh,” Tolly protested, leaning over to carefully stow the wool thread. “You have been remarkably kind to me. I expect that will change as you gain greater understanding, but you have a generous soul.”

“I’m not a child, Tolly.”

“I was born when your great-grandfather was not even an idea. You will never not be a child to me,” Tolly said. His tone was light, mildly amused. It wouldn’t help to say things like I have known lusts and corruptions that would whiten your hair and I think of you carnally even though I am immeasurably older.

Best to distract himself from that line of thought, too. The Arden whose ecstatic end he craved, teasing, insinuating creature, wasn’t real. It was the ghost of Nicholas. He had been thirstier than this voluntarily, and for longer, and he could hold his teeth in if he made an effort, Tolly told himself.

“I’m surprised you knew how to use the sink,” Arden said. “Do you need me to explain the lights, or did you just assume ghost magic?” Thank God for sarcasm, Tolly thought. It was a caustic blanket to wrap his sanity in, but it was better than nothing.

“Hilarious,” Tolly said. “I’ve been in a room for twenty years, not 600. Even Aeolus knows what electricity is.”

“He disappeared. I think he’s sulking.”

“Or he can only manifest for short periods,” Tolly said. “He wasn’t constantly distracting Nicholas.”

“That’s a relief, anyway.”

“Try to sleep,” Tolly said. “It’ll help you recover. We’ll keep on East tomorrow night.”

Part 17: Painmother

@fleur-a-whump, @bitchaknso, @valravnthefrenchie, @thewhumpcaretaker, @currentlyinthespiral

[asordinaryppl]

A3! Main Story: Part 4 - Act 15: PAINFUL RE:BAKE - Episode 3: Fake Remnants

Former Wolf A: Zen-san, this chicken is the shit!

Zen: Glad to hear that.

Omi: I made this quiche over here.

Former Wolf B: It’s crazy tasty!

Former Wolf C: Do you do take out? My wife keeps tellin’ me it’s unfair I’m the only one that gets to taste this…

Omi: I could wrap this up for you so you can take it home later.

Former Wolf C: Thanks!

Ryo: …

Omi: Do you want something to drink, Ryo?

Ryo: …

Omi: Ryo?

Ryo: Ah, sorry!

Omi: What’s up?

Ryo: … I don’t want to rain on everyone’s parade right now, I’ll tell you later.

-

Former Wolf A: Woahh, feels like my stomach’s gonna explode.

Former Wolf B: Thanks so much!

Former Wolf C: I’ve been dying to meet up with the rest of you Wolves lately.

Former Wolf A: I know, right.

Ryo: … Everyone, there’s something I gotta tell ya.

Former Wolf B: What’s up?

Ryo: … I heard some strange talk goin’ around.

Omi: Is that what you were talking about before?

Ryo: Yes.

Ryo: Some of the younger guys were talkin’ about it, nasty brat has been causing trouble and usin' the name “Wolf”.

Ryo: They heard ‘bout “Wolf” from me, so they asked me if it's my junior or something…

Former Wolf C: Ain’t it just one of those times when team names overlap?

Former Wolf A: It’s not like this name is anything rare.

Ryo: That ain't the end of it. It seems they're also callin' themself “Nachi” of “Wolf”.

Omi: —

Former Wolf A: Are you serious…?

Former Wolf B: Don’t fuck with me. What is this bullshit! Even if it’s just some brat playing a prank, there’s shit you don’t get to do!

Former Wolf C: If someone’s lying using Nachi-san’s name, I’ll catch ‘em and beat ‘em to a pulp!

Former Wolf A: They’re not gettin’ away with this!

Omi: Did you hear any other details about this imposter, Ryo?

Ryo: It seems there are times when they fight alone, and times when they fight with a group.

Ryo: What happens each and every time is that they call themself the remnants of “Wolf”, and then walk away...

Former Wolf D: Damn brat, what kinda stupid shit are they up to…

Former Wolf E: They probably just heard the legend of “Wolf” bein’ the strongest in Western Tokyo, and just started spoutin’ all this for fun.

Former Wolf A: This ain’t a joke. They really think we’ll just let this slide!?

Former Wolf B: Brats like those, you gotta hit where it really hurts–

Former Wolf C: You got that right!

Omi: Wait. I’ll use my connections and try to look deeper into this. Don’t do anything rash, you guys.

Former Wolf A: Omi-san…

Former Wolf B: Got it.

Former Wolf C: You gotta let us know if you get into any trouble!

Ryo: I’ll also try to find a little more info.

Omi: Yeah.

-

Omi: …

Zen: … So, about that imposter.

Zen: I’ve got a dancer here who’s a recently reformed troublemaker, and he’s got some good knowledge of street thugs.

Zen: Want me to have him look into it?

Omi: So you heard all that?

Zen: Got me sort of curious.

Omi: I’m sorry for getting you roped into something that has nothing to do with you… It’d be a great help.

Zen: It doesn’t “have nothing to do with me”. They’re using “his” name, aren’t they?

Omi: … You’re right.

Omi: Just what kind of people would pretend to be Nachi? And for what reason…?

Zen: Beats me. But if they’re spending all their time in petty fights, they’ve probably got some pent-up frustration.

Zen: I get how kids like that feel, so I want to help out in some way.

Omi: Thank you very much.

Zen: A lot of Gentiana’s shows incorporate combat. Former delinquents who’re full of moxie can often become immediate assets.

Zen: The guy I just told you about is like that. If he's got no one watchin' out, he could get involved with the remnants

Zen: So, this isn’t someone else’s problem.

Zen: Reminds me, we had a proper training space built for our shows’ dancers.

Zen: Up till now, I had our live-in dancers clear out the tables in the hall and lay down mats to practice on…

Zen: It was too cramped for actual tumbling and serious action scenes, though. So I decided to have a practice area with all the necessary equipment built.

Omi: Talk about taking the initiative.

Zen: Well, we're thrivin', so it was worth it.

Zen: If you guys want to use the space for any action-oriented practice, all you gotta do is let me know.

Zen: I’ll lend it to you whenever it’s available. Let your Director know too.

Omi: Thank you very much.

Omi: (... The people from first gen really are kind. I suppose that’s their way of encouraging us for the New Fleur Award.)

Omi: (I’m worried about the “Wolf” imposters, but first… I have to make sure “Picaresque Returns” is a success.)

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[happysaddca]

Okay @wyervan @lets-zofifi-stuff @spaceboisstuff

I'm @'ng you three in specific because you either implicitly or explicitly expressed interest in learning how I can write so much so quickly. This is my specific method and I can't promise it'll work for everyone, but here we go.

First, the don't do it like I used to method: hyperfixation and manic bipolar episodes. I wrote two-point-five novels in a month that way and they're still largely readable actually! But leaning into your mental illness only does you poorly because when you get burnt out or you slide into a depressive episode where you can barely function you're just going to have more fuel for the self-hating fire.

So what do we do instead? And mind you, I'm still working my way up. My goal is to eventually write for two hours a day (every day), and write about 3k words. For me, 3k words is about the length of the short stories I published online. I want to get back into that for passive income and creative outlet reasons. But for you, maybe it's enough to know that you sat and wrote a page, or a couple sentences. Whatever. Customize your goal to your current skillset and desires.

Get your to do list done. This sounds weird but if you got a bunch of stuff you gotta do you're not gonna be able to get in the zone for writing.

Don't be hungry or dehydrated. Don't sit like a gremlin either. Have I written 10k words in a day hunched over like a troll at my laptop? Yes. Do I regret now that I'm 31 years old and work with preschoolers? Yes. And the rest is basic self care. You're not going to be at your best if you're distracted or hurting in some way.

Have a dedicated zone to write. I literally bought a desktop computer so I could do this. You can make a corner of a bedroom or the kitchen table after dinner your spot. It tricks your brain into knowing it's time to write.

Typing lessons. Typing lessons? you might be asking yourself. Why on earth would I do typing lessons to write more? One word: speed. I can write up to 80 WPM with about 90% accuracy, even though my normal speed is about 60 WPM. If you're curious about yours, you can check here for free. But having the ability to use both hands on a keyboard, typing with minimal to no peeking is crucial if you want to write a lot, fast.

Word goals, sprints, etc. Setting yourself up with a friend to see who can write more faster in 15 minutes is a good start, as is setting a timer and seeing how quickly you can rip through a scene or three. You're focusing on words on the page here, not perfection. Perfection comes with

Reading and dissecting what you like about a story. This isn't limited to literary fiction either. You can do it to a movie, fanfiction, poetry. Whatever it is, find it and tear into it. Look at a book line by line to see how they convey a mood. Practice that with shorter form stories that you don't have to complete or perfect. The more you put into your brain, the more you'll be able to put out onto the paper (and quicker too).

Write through the sludge. You're in the middle of an amazing dialogue exchange and poof! the words are suddenly gone. Do you sit and agonize over each and every little word? No! You write FUCK THIS SHIT IT'S STUPID HERE'S THE GIST and keep going! If you're smart you'll use a special character like * to find it later, but if you're like me, just yelling at yourself a little before continuing to where you can write again is more than fine. We don't talk about how much human au does this.

DO write the gist though. Don't trust your brain to remember what you wanted to say. It won't remember. So if you're in a fight scene, write "Sun kicks Moon in the shin and Moon yells and throws him in the ballpit. It's very dramatic" and then continue to the aftermath.

Editing! This is where your writing will slow down. Unless you're like me, throwing out barely reread bits of dredge out for the world to consume because I like to torture myself, you're gonna want to sit back from a piece of work for a good 18-36 hours before going back to it (I've got books that've sat for TWO YEARS it's like I've given myself a present cause I remember nothing). This is when you go fix those murky spots and you destroy your crutch words and split those page long sentences into more manageable chunks. The more that you've read and dissected and put into your brain, the more some of this will already be done. But don't worry if it feels like you're rewriting hot garbage. Cause literally every writer feels that way. Meanwhile everyone else is so excited to try your cake.

Seriously, typing etiquette will help you a shit ton. Sometimes when I struggle with my writing I'll turn on Game of Thrones or Bob's Burgers and watch the show while writing out whatever it was I was struggling with. I'll do the same while talking to people irl. It's actually funny cause I can hold a conversation and write while looking at them and 7/10 times it freaks them out.

But most importantly, don't like. Expect to get prolific super fast. I burnt myself out before and during my MFA program and I am teetering on burning out if I am not careful now. Don't judge yourself but how much you haven't written. Just try to get the words out that you have in you now, and know they're good ones.

[katalyist]

I'm gonna ramble my thoughts about secret life focusing in the watcher lore for a moment. Apologies if I skip or don't remember something the way it happened.

So, everyone saw this symbol, it is literally The Watchers symbol from Evo now here in the life series, we already knew from Martyn's lore they were involved in the games, but now they are making their presence clear for everyone. And a lot of people has pointed out already how it looks and details like the sky getting darker, so I would try to not talk a lot about that part.

One of my theories is that they are getting more greedy and impatient with the emotions they collect from the games and this is a easy way to collect them, when someone fails a tasks they have to go to them and said they fail, with people watching their failure and it would bring negative emotions, something like a 'public humiliation' under their sight.

Other is that, they are trying to be worshiped by the players, once people start getting yellow and red the supplies they obtain from The Secret Keeper would come more in handy and because you can't ask for help there is really no one you can say thanks other that the weird entity. Besides, we know from Evo how they like the attention being on them, in Evo they made their challenges with regards for everyone, trying to be seen as 'good' for the server, they wanted the server to like them, I don't know if it is their objective here but it is weird appearing after four seasons without a single warning.

Now my favorite part: ✨The Watchers Grian allegations✨ because damn if he doesn't like to do his own lore but loves lore. I think this is the most we have ever seen him directly being the one putting down the rules or throwing them around for the convenience of the Watchers.

Almost 15 minutes into Scar's and his episode Scar fails to do his task because he reveal the secret. Grian tries to help him saying something like "Read it carefully! You may have a chance" before Scar reading it out loud and Grian sounds so defeat when he says something like "I don't think we can let this slide..." because there is no more obvious and direct break of the rules than what Scar did and Grian can't thing on a loophole to save Scar (and I may ramble a little more here but that we didn't sound like "Mumbo and I" but rather "The Watchers and I", but maybe it's me being delusional).

And then once they are in front of The Secret Keeper he decides they could give Scar another chance and rerolled for a harder task and he comments a lot of times how "You know, the rules of this game are always more a suggestion so, who cares", but Grian does care, he cares a lot about the rules of this game even if it doesn't seem likely, he does a vote to let everyone decide if Scar got other chance (just like he did in limited life with the reroll of the Boogeyman) to do a task so Scar rerolls. And almost inmediately after Scar does it Grian explains to him in a simple way all the loopholes that can be use to get his task done and what is allow or not.

And you can tell more later on the episode that Grian stays with that rules, everytime Scar or someone else asks something Grian doesn't deny or affirm anything, not even when Mumbo suggested it could be about pounds like his, Grian always says "It is a secret!", but he would leave other people slide what could be their secret of be too obvious about it. Probably because that, if he is questioned about why the players are disobeying the rules he can excuse in "Well, you never make the rules very clear" but there is no excuse if he disobeys a rule because he knows them very well.

Also I think decisions like letting Scar rerolled or in the past season for the reroll of the Boogeyman aren't just because Grian can, but because if not done could make the serie shorter (in the case of Scar because he wouldn't have gain hearts back and would have been even lower) or less interesting (in the case of the Boogeyman in Limited Life). I see the series having two objectives: provide the high rank Watchers with emotions to feed and to the rest of Watchers (us, the audience) something entertaining to see.

It would also explain why at the end when Grian asked "Did someone fail in their task?" And no one said yes, he repeated the question, almost hoping for someone to have fail because that's what you expect normally on a first episode, someone going yellow, someone failing with the Boogeyman kill and then, because he helped Scar, no one fail the task.

In no co-relation with my other point but with the watcher allegations, is how he talks about The Secret Keeper as 'my' and how he comment "What is people doing?" when he found things in front of it, it reminds me a lot that one time he complained on Evo about people being careless in the spawn and needing to terraform it. Maybe it is just a silly coincidence and I'm looking to deep into it.

Also, something noticiable is how The Secret Keeper looks a lot like The Entity from Hermitcraft season 9, the buttons are very similar from the one in front of the Rift and the system of tasks works a lot like Grumbot Content Generator (at least the normal ones), I just wanted to add that, I love the little details.

[tinypi]

thank you @kathastrophen for the tag! i would listen to your pöschi rant any day

Rules: List five topics you can talk about for an hour without preparing any material, and tag five (or more) people!

open access publishing

okay this one is easy because this one's my job! i've literally held presentations of various length about this topic, in german and english, with and without slides. i've also drunkenly ranted about this at parties so i have the range. i will pull out license agreements at the drop of a hat and tell you exactly where an academic publisher is trying to fuck you over with an NC-license.

2. scooby doo

baby's first online fandom. i think this one is also made a lot easier just by there being So Much of scooby doo, in very different ways. there's a great video on youtube about the scaleability of the franchise and how it can perfectly go from basically for toddlers (pup named scooby) to, at least approaching, genuine horror. it's fascinating and, as a bonus, some of it really sucks! and that's where a good rant becomes great

3. German Crime Shows

this one i'm borrowing from kathi but like. yeah. i think i can easily fill 15 minutes with just talking about how they fucked stuttgart's dynamic over with some of the worst and most oddly-placed episodes i've ever seen. and that's just one city from one of the shows!

4. volleyball

this would start as a genuinely passionate love declaration and then after some talks about techniques, positions, and the japanese national team i would 100% just go into inter-team gossip. but i think if you're on a sports team and there is no gossip, you're doing it wrong

5. the mystery of cascade, the city that does exist, kind of

admittedly i actually doubt this could fill an hour (without me repeating myself a lot), but it is a topic i am willing to rant about at the drop of a hat. what is this topic you ask? well, in the 1996 tv show The Sentinel our protagonist works for the Cascade PD in Washington. the cascade pd is big enough to have its own major crimes unit. we see plenty of shots of cascade, it even has its own university - rainier university, clearly named after the nearby mount rainier. this city does not exist. there is no rainier university. it's very common for a show to make up a city to take place in, i think that's perfectly fine. the problem is that no source anywhere ever calls it "the fictional town of cascade", because it does exist, or it did, until it got annexed into a different town in 2007 because it was THAT SMALL. why did they do that. why, instead of placing the show in a real city of an appropriate size or just coming up with an entirely new one, did they do That. JUST MAKE IT SEATTLE

ben's already got a tag so i'm pulling in the sewer crew plus another dutchie: @breaddo @weidli @egirlgarak @papercutdoctor (no pressure on any of you!)

[lunarsun12]

Maknae On Top

Masterlist

After last week episode, I.N stardom has started to get to his head. Everytime, he is in a room Felix has to play ‘Maknae on Top’ song. Plus, making Felix and Han doing errands.

However this new stardorm, lead to hyunjin jealously to brew. He decided to hire TV crews and barge into Chan work place. Demand he shall be the face. This lead to phone call from a panic Chan, saying his boss asked if Hyunjin is his kid. Summoning Lee Know for backup. Plus I.N and his manager are bringing more trouble to Chan his work place.

How will Chan will sort out, the oncoming trouble?

Back At Stray Kids Family Chat

Today 15:00

Bangchan🐺: Where is Hyunjin?? I saw him run off with his camera crew?

Lee Know🐱: Oh CHAN! Why didn’t you take me to your company sooner! The dance floor is great!!

Bangchan🐺: Minho…thanks but seriously I need find Hyunjin. Before he gets me fired!!

Seungmin🐶: Why don’t you ask Binnie? Remember him and Han are interns there

Bangchan🐺: No time to ask them! Hyunjin is so grounded this time!!

1 hour later…

Bangchan🐺: FELIX! YOU UNLOCK THAT DOOR RIGHT NOW!

Felix☀️: My client says he can’t be disturbed. It his spa time!

Bangchan🐺: THIS IS MY OFFICE!

Bangchan🐺: Felix, don’t make me do the countdown…

Felix☀️: Not the count down, I hate it when he does that….No can do my client said so

Chan started to countdown, immediately Felix bolted toward the door to let him in. When Chan saw I.N is sitting in chair with a fur coat on and sunglass. When he saw Chan, he immediately pushed him out.

Han🐿️: I FOUND HYUNJIN

Bangchan🐺: Oh great, one less problem to solve

Han🐿️: Yeah with a security guard, Eomma is downstairs talking to them. Something about breaking in…

Bangchan🐺: S-security guard…I’m not supposed bring you guys here! How an earth did innie and Lix snuck in…

Changbin🙄: Dude! You will never believe what has happened. Some crazy dude, literally stormed into my office and demanded they cast him…he sound obnoxiously annoying like hyunjin

Bangchan🐺: THAT IS HYUNJIN! I can’t believe this! Let me get back into my office

Later on in the evening…

Lee Know🐱: Chan? You haven’t said a word this evening

Bangchan🐺: I pour my love into those two and this is the thanks I get…

Lee Know🐱: Chan? Bro?

Changbin🙄: After Appa has dealt with Hyunjin. He was practically in distraught…luckily his boss understood as they said ‘ohh you poor thing’ then I kinda of zoned out as Appa was speaking English

Bangchan🐺: I need to have word with the company. I.N will not be the face of the company this behaviour…I cannot let it slide

Hyunjin🕺: Recommend me!! I will be the best!

Lee Know🐱: Hyunjin? You practically are banned from the building. What were you thinking with the camera crew?

Hyunjin🕺: To see how famous I was duh. Innie can’t be the only star here!

Seungmin🐶: Appa is right! Innie has been a diva. He literally had a tantrum when I touched him…he is worse than Hyunjin…

Felix☀️: ATTENTION YOUR KING IS HERE

Han🐿️: I am so glad,I decided to stay with Binnie tonight. Living with two Hyunjins…sounds like a nightmare

Hyunjin🕺: Don’t you dare compare me to wannabe me

I.N🦊: YOU WANTED TO BE ME FYI. Face it you can never be better then me

I.N🦊: Mr bangchan, I asked please don’t do stuff you will regret. I am so adorable look at me

Lee Know🐱: Innie? Your promise? Of not becoming a diva…

I.N🦊: What promise? I don’t remember any promise. Now if you excuse me someone run me a rose bath

Seungmin🐶: We ain’t doing anything for you!! You still haven’t apologised to Appa!!

Bangchan🐺: Thank goodness! I got off the phone with the company. They agreed to remove I.N from the program

I.N🦊: YOU CAN’T DO THIS!! This is not fair!! I was enjoying it!!

Bangchan🐺: You should have thought twice for calling me grandpa!

Hyunjn🕺: That is awful, we all know how sensitive Appa being called old

I.N🦊: I guess…I got carried away…I’m sorry everyone for being mean and especially Appa. Being celebrity overpowered me

Bangchan🐺: Felix stop guarding the door, you not his manager anymore…

Felix☀️: I can’t believe…I got fired…what am I going to do….

Seungmin🐶: Lix, how about you bake some brownies for us?

The next day…

Hyunjin🕺: ARE YOU FOR REAL! EOMMA IS THE NEW FACE!!

Lee Know🐱: I don’t remember submitting anything…? I just remembered someone said want to do blah blah and I said okay

Felix☀️: Appa! Ban Eomma too! Like you did with Innie

Bangchan🐺: Nah…I’m just gonna let your Eomma take care of it. Thank you Sana for helping me…

Seungmin🐶: Innie, why did you make mixtape of dissing Appa

Bangchan🐺: I.N YOU ARE GROUNDED ALONG WITH ‘YOUR MANAGER’

[perfectionts-virgo]

KEVIN DAVIS

"What happen the other day ?" Tiana asked touching up her hair

"I just chilled with him till he drop me off" I replied looking up from my phone

"Well I'm hearing y'all will be having a little slumber party"

she said turning to face me

"Yeah ? Why you staring at me like that" I asked

"Be careful Kev" she said walking out the bathroom looking through her closet

"I know I will be careful" I respond getting up from her bed leaning on her closet door

"Y'all wondering why me & boo not talking anymore because this street shit" she said putting on her platform slides

"That's why" looking at her for a answer "I was about to say something because you was ducking him"

"I do like him but I will not be the next "Lauren London or Asian da brat" she replied walking past out her closet

"I understand" I said walking out her room with her

"It's too much in the streets I will be damn to start falling for someone then lose them over the streets" she replied shaking her head

"But you have to let boo know tho he really have feelings for you" I said looking at her

Making our way to the living watching reruns of love & hip hop...

Then out of nowhere my phone vibrate.. I grabbed my phone from my pocket seeing a text from him..

"He's outside" I said getting up grabbing my bag

"Remember what I said" she replied giving me a hug

"I will" hugging her back " but remember what I said he need to know"

She just her nodded her head... I opened the door seeing him out his car waiting for me with a smirk on his face... feeling butterflies in my stomach

"Wassup kev" he smiled his plump lips pulling across his straight white teeth. And let's not forget the fucking gold.

(I always have a weakness for a man with a mouth full of gold) whew

"Hey" I said making my way for him to grab my bag opening the passenger side door for me

( a Gentleman) NOTED

"You Hungry?" He asked closing the door opening the backsit to put my bags down

"Yeah I can eat" I replied

He got in the driver side... driving down the street.. strolling on Instagram I looked up from my phone seeing his Side profile...

(I guess I was staring little too long)

" I know I'm fine but damn can I have my face back" he joked with a smirk

"Bye" I laugh shaking my head looking out the window looking at the palm tree's moving by

"I'm about to order Mexican restaurant" I turned looking at him " what you want ?"

"A Shrimp Burrito" I replied turning back to the window

"You sure I'm not sharing my shit" he said

"Okay Super Shrimp Burrito with side of rice" Avoiding eye contact "That's it"

He just nodded his with a sly smile... dialing the restaurant to place a order..

15 Minutes Later

Pulling up the driveway I was to busy reading what sky just text to the group chat..

"We here" he said taking the keys out the intuition

Seeing him walking my side opening it for me

"Thanks" I said

I grabbed my bags and making our way to the front door... waiting on him to unlock so we can get in it's freezing outside...

He finally opened the door making sure I went in first... making me feel special

"Thank you" I said with a sly smile making my way to the kitchen putting the food down

"Ur welcome" he replied with a smirk

After putting my bag in his room.. walking back to the kitchen grabbing my burrito...

"What you want to watch ?" He asked looking at me with the remote on his hand

"I want to watch euphoria season finale if it's good ?" I replied looking at him for his approval

He nodded his head handing me the remote... playing the last episode of euphoria getting myself ready for a wild ride.

15 Minutes later

I'm shook... Not our little cousin ashtray and free my nigga fezco

"That's shit is crazy" he looked at me with a side eye "what kind of shit you be watching"

"It's better than the shit you be watching" I said looked back at him

He chuckled shaking his head, moving closer to me

"Is that so ?" He asked feeling his arm on my waist moving me closer

"Yeah" I answered still focusing on the tv

"Don't be act shy" he said with a smirk

"I'm not" I replied lying threw my teeth

"Cap" he said staring a hole on my face

"Okay but you know" I side eyed him

"I don't" he answered turned to face me

"You know I have a crush on you but I know you are dl" seeing him turn on Bmf " Im just trying to play safe for my feelings"

"I understand that but I'm learning" I felt his hand on my Chin to face him "I'm not going to hurt you"

We will see about that

"Okay I understand" I replied turned to face the tv

I kept feeling him staring at me... so I face him but before I said anything...

He Pulled me closer to him my hands glide of his hard muscles. Fingers tracing on his tattoos. Feeling his hands roaming all over my body. He didn't let me protest, he pressed in closer to me. I felt my heart drop to my ass, placing his arms on the bed over me, to trapped me.

"What are you doing ?" I asked nervously looking at him

"Showing you what I'm really feeling" he replied looking into my eyes

My hands went to his face, moving closer to cradling him as urgency soar through me. Electrifying each touch.he pulled me closer and begin to kiss me..pulled me deeper in the kiss.. his tongue darting into my mouth, darting in and out as if he was fucking me. I could feel his dick harden against my front. His big hands grab my ass, grinding his dick with my front. Sucking on my bottom lip, his hand went to my ass, Squeezing and then slapping lt.

"Ty we need to stop" I said pulling away from

"Why ?" He asked confused

"Do you like chilli dogs ?" I asked looking at him

"Huh ?" He said with a confused expression

"Do you like chilli dogs" I said again looking at him

"Do I like chilli dogs ?" He at my blank expression " oh you mean that"

"Yeah" I burst out laughing "this your first same sex anything I have to Prep for sex or you'll have chilli on your hot dog"

"Don't won't that" he replied chuckling

"It's the same thing that have don't like ketchup on your hot dog" I said facing the tv

Feeling wrapping his large arm around my waist, I'm against his large chest.

"Don't worry I'm going to take my time" he said against my ear

We are really cuddling... I know I have to be on my guard but I'm really feeling him

[splendidshinobi]

FULLMETAL ALCHEMIST 2003 LIVE REACT: EPISODES 11-15

 LETS GO ROUND 3

episode 11: the other brothers elric part 1

yeet this thing edward

ok who r these so called other brothers

“METAL FATHER”

this girl’s uncle is sus. he’s now known as uncle lemons.

THE STONE???? WHOS MAKING A STONE 

oh shit they got kicked to the curb

“THE REAL ELRIC BROTHERS???????” WHOSE ASS

i bet “alphonse” is the taller one

never mind

this twink is annoying

on your knees???????????????????????

ed plz

oh twink doesnt need a circle but doubtful he’s opened a portal of truth

he’s got philosopher’s juice instead i suppose!!

wheres mugear or whoever

oh found him

LUST <3

girly looks hot 

anyways

oh its uncle lemons

these townspeople are annoying as shit

wow what a parallel tragic backstory

operation mole hole

what is the cough sub plot

i have questions

hmm there we go thx fletcher

ugh the twink is back 

and now he’s an attempted murderer

OH FUCKKKKKKKK

great going twink your brother is gonna die

his villain origin story 

uhhh what? part 2 i guess

episode 12: the other brothers elric part 2

fletcher is a homie

ed’s window dive was so dramatic

i literally cannot tell you what the twink’s name is

he is just twink

mugear is suspicious 

he’s not even an alchemist??? bro

who is nash tringham

is he important other than in this specific episode arc

nash tringham and uncle lemons definitely got naughty back in the day

to be fair what is uncle lemons’ name? i do not know

like i cant be expected to remember every one bit character’s name? especially when i have all this other fma knowledge floating around in my head

MARCOH!!!!!!!

why is ed sitting in the tree like that

ed: “google earth...always taking pics”

what is this stone making process with pregnant ladies who thought of this

lets all throw mugear in a septic tank

sussssssss

edward is so unimpressed by this mans

HAHA yes edward my son

“it’s been a good while since i killed anyone. i kinda miss it.” EDWARD YOU KILL ME LMAOOO

uh oh he’s got a red water gun or somethin

so fletcher is the plant alchemist i see

twink’s name is RUSSELL????? how did i miss that

wooooooof sucks to suck mugear

thats A LOT of red water

fletcher’s alchemy is so weird

from the redwood forest to the gulf stream waterssss

what in tarnation is this boy doing

i guess we have another prodigy on our hands okayyyy

why do i feel like we’ll see the tringhams again

uncle lemons strikes again with LEMONS

whats in the letter????

from russell??? why r u so embarrassed edward

thats mighty homosexual of you good sir

episode 13: fullmetal vs flame

so this one is called fullmetal vs flame which makes me think theyre animating that bonus chapter??!!!??!!! yes!!!!!

colonel sarcasm?? nice ed

i too enjoy mocking roy toy

al found a cat

he definitely did

yup

um who’s yelling

probably mustang that dumpster fire of a man

BREDA!!!!!!!!!

black hayate!!!!!!! baby!!!!!!!

FUERY!!!!! he’s so small

breda is a mess omg

havoc is a mess too

kitty! “he called to me” precious al

these boys are a trainwreck 

oh sad kitty flashback

mustang is such a freak 

yeaH i wondER if mustang knows marcoh hmmmmmm HMMM

“names not familiar” yeah sure baby all yall ishval war criminals know each other

ARMSTRONG!!! hey!!!

ummm wtf fuhrer bradley 

UM WHO IS THE LADY UM

hughes is a mESS

ed’s gremlin face gives me life

roy with hayate...im scared

take that dog away from him

yayayay bonus chapter fight scene!

shut up miniskirt man 

oh no take the mic away from hughes

“you just want a promotion!!!” “give back my girlfriend!!!” im dying

i too would love to put a fist in mustang’s face

“too slow” damn idk that was kinda hot

but no im still gonna kill him

he’s so stupid

this is so chaotic

oooh cut the glove yessss

ope never mind

oh great he’s getting flashbacks... well shit happens when you commit war crimes

“ehhh???”

oh hmm theyre saying ishBal in this one instead of ishVal

ill probably still write ishval im more used to that

oh no black hayate she’s gonna pop a cap ive seen this clip before

she did it

“strict mommy” oh um ok

poor kitty cat

scar IS heather

episode 14: destruction’s right hand

back in liore with some more amestrian war crimes on the docket for today

ayyy envy our favorite morally corrupt they/them

gluttony’s snack time

new op lets gooooo

im not vibing as much but hey its kinda poppin

oh hey armstrong what up baby

to be fair ed did meet marcoh with armstrong in manga canon so

hahaha no thats not the fullmetal alchemist...thats alphonse!!!

marcoh’s voice sounds different hold on 

yep different VA

dr marcoh’s alchemical oobleck 

oh hey basque grand u sexy mustachioed bootlicker you shouldnt be here

what the FUCK he’s a weapon of mass destruction

i wish so hard netflix let you screenshot so i could add pics for added value!!!

if philosophers stones fall under grand’s jurisdiction then he is VERY SUS

he aint it

ope hey scar 

this is an odd amalgamation of plot points

oops boy bye

ive always enjoyed scar’s CLEARLY adidas brand track pants

ummmm why did scar’s brother have BROWN hair

i- ok

i miss j michael tatum

ooooooh armstrong baby i was wondering where you were!

rose!!!! tell him!!! fuck u hakuro!!!!

trying to help?? dont make me laugh you’re a general in the amestrian military

episode 15: the ishbal massacre

kinda early for the ishval talk imo?? wonder what we’ll learn

armstrong is literally the buff rasputin trope on tiktok rn

“accidentally” shot an ishvalan child. hmm yeah no

envy just sneezed

HEY KIMBLEE YOU LITTLE SHIT

kimblee looks like christmas came early

they gave roy a stone??????? sounds noncanonical but ok

basque grand is literally wildin out fuck that guy

yuriy and sara’s skeletal remains just sneezed in the ground

wait a damn minute

wait a fucking minute

did roy

shoot

yuriy and sara

ROY SHOT WINRY’S PARENTS

and now hes gonna shoot himself

IM 

im taking a lap around my apartment OH MY GOD WHAT IN THE HELLLLLLLL

IM NEVER GOING TO RECOVER FROM THIS 

FINANCIALLY OR OTHERWISE

im texting my sister about it right now and just SCREAMING

OH NO NO NO MARCOH DO NOT TELL ED WHO KILLED THE ROCKBELLS

oh good he ran away

i literally CANNOT handle them finding out about this

ahaha roy shoots the gun in the air again

roy take that glove off its raining

riza’s leg sweep was way less funny this time

WAIT IT JUST OCCURRED TO ME THAT ROY WAS AT THE HOUSE AND SPOKE TO WINRY AND PINAKO

i mean hes no idiot he knew

what did marcoh just do to scar im confused

nothing will ever make sense to me again after what ive just witnessed

feral al lets gooo

so this episode’s events were pretty similar. other than marcoh.

AND THE FUCKING ROY MUSTANG ISSUE...,........... 

OH NOOOOOO 

MOMS VOICE???

MOMS VOICE????

episode 15 said hey bitch lets watch your world come CRASHING The FUCK DOWN

[stanknotstark]

Commanding Loki (just kind of happens)

Summary: You’re not really sure how it happens but you begin commanding Loki, the God of Mischief, around. To everyone’s shock, he happily obliges to your commands. 

The first time you do it in front of the Avengers they all kind of stop in shock.

"Loki, get me a soda before you sit down." You told rather than asked the God.

You were too busy looking at a tablet Tony had lent you to see him stop in his tracks. He glared at the Avengers looking at him, ready to attack him as if he was thinking about attacking you for giving him an order. They weren't wrong but only because you did it in front of everyone. Probably.

He got you a soda and sits next to you, rolling his eyes at your nonchalant thanks. 

The next time it happened was kind of a life or death situation.

"Loki, leave the room right now and calm yourself," You checked Thor's pulse through the gushing blood which made him slippery as an eel, "You either calm yourself and I’ll let you back in or you can sit out there like a petulant child. Go."

Natasha looked at you as if you were crazy, her hands pressing a t-shirt to Thor’s wound tightly. Loki heeded her no mind though and did as you told him.

He was welcomed back within 15 minutes.

Next, you do it more to push boundaries because Natasha had a conversation with you after Thor's fiasco. She's finds it quite funny that he obeys you like it's second nature but if anyone else dared do it he wouldn't hesitate to threaten their life. Trust me, Tony had wanted to test his boundaries and tried to do it too. Needless to say, Tony wouldn't be doing it again any time soon, he was still pissy some very expensive pieces of furniture got destroyed.

So one day while you and Loki are hanging out with Natasha, like you all consistently do because you three enjoy silence but companionship at the same time. You look across at Nat and grin, making sure Loki doesn't see it and commence your plan.

"Loki," Loki looks up from his book on midguardian foods newly introduced from 1996 to 2010, a questioning frown on his face, "Pass me the remote."

It's simple enough, nothing too strenuous. Yet.

"You have two perfectly functioning arms." Loki mutters but grabs the remote and gives it to you. You give him a genuine smile and you can see he has gone soft in the eyes before he looks at his book again. 

You glance at Nat with raised brows, she looks away with a smirk as you turn on the TV. Flicking through channels you finally settle on reruns of Stranger Things. Natasha gets interested and you kind of watch but mostly you're thinking about commanding Loki to do something else but what? Loki keeps looking at his book but you see him glancing up often to watch the show too.

"Hey, Cowboy," Loki growls at the name, it had come up when Thor told you he used to call him a cow for his horns, "Don’t sit like that you'll get scoliosis....if a God can get that." Loki who had slouched forwards blinked at you and sat up straight in shock from the bad posture. When you see him glower at the TV you smile, he's probably cursing midguardians for ruining his good posture.

"Thanks." You whisper.

Loki hums carelessly and puts his book down to instead watch the show. Natasha coughs into her hand (a hidden laugh, you knew Nat too well), Loki eyes her suspiciously, looks at you, then focuses back on the TV. You force yourself, with great resolve might you add, to not laugh. You let things settle again before you try the ultimate command.

"Ugh." You start, rolling your right shoulder around and poking at it as if it hurts. You're literally about to tell Loki to massage it for you but you’re struck by paralyzing shock. Loki had noticed your 'discomfort' and moved closer to you. Lifting his hands towards your shoulder he stopped and looked at you with a tilted brow, asking consent. 

Aww how sweet.

You nodded and shifted so he had better access to your back. One hand landed between your shoulders on your back and the other pinching the area where your shoulder met your arm and began massaging.

Shocked you let him staring at the TV but not knowing what is going on on the show. Loki and you had touched before so it's not so out in the left field that you're concerned but he was massaging you in front of Natasha. Your thoughts turned to mush as he pushes and pulls your body so he could access all of your back and starts massaging your entire back. You couldn't help the little whimpers and soft moans of delight. Not only was this man a God but he was literally gifted God like hands, unfair!

After letting out another whimper Loki stopped. You felt him shift back to his original spot and so you did too. Glancing at him you saw a hint of flushed cheeks as he stared at the TV distantly. Natasha was outright staring at him with both eyebrows raised to her hairline, it looked like.

Loki cleared his throat and left with an offhand excuse.

Once Loki left the area Natasha's eyes fell onto you. She smirked lecherously but said nothing about what had just happened. Turning her attention back to the show when you shrugged your shoulders, completely flustered. 

She asks, "So like, I don’t doubt Will is going to be found but does Barbara make it?"

You smile and settle into the couch, "You'll find out in a few episodes."

Natasha groans and you laugh. You know she hates not knowing but if she's truly desperate she can look it up on Google or ask Jarvis.

The next time you command him it's another crisis. 

In short, Thor and Loki are arguing, both clearly in a ferocious rage in the kitchen. All the team is there to experience it this time too.

"No, Thor, I cannot simply understand why you would defend those inept idiots you call friends. If you think they're in the right you’re more brainless than I thought!" Loki yells at Thor who now looks like a kicked puppy and your motherly instincts kick in.

"Hey!" Loki looks at you shocked, this is the highest he's ever heard your voice, and probably the angriest too because you just don’t get mad. You have the patience of a Buddha God, Tony likes to say. 

"You apologize to him right now, then you will listen to what your brother has say, and if you interrupt him I will show you just how minuscule a God can be to a non believer."

The entire kitchen is silent. Tony looks like he wants to flee the area, he's been on your angry side once before. Steve is practically engraving the table with his eyes. Natasha shrugs and continues eating her meal, the utensils clipping the plate the only noise in the room.

Loki looks at Thor and raises a brow. Thor, still looking at you, swallows and begins to talk, focusing on his brother again. 

"Im trying to learn but I don’t know how to stay neutral between your feelings and my friend's-"

Loki opens his mouth but slams it shut when you snap your fingers.

"-i do not want to offend anyone but every choice i make I offend you and I’m sorry brother, I truly am. What can I do to amend things between us?"

Loki glances at you to see if he may talk now. At your nod he says, "Start by supporting your brother sometimes. I don't ask that you stand behind every argument between your friends and I but you never fail to support them, it seems. You can't please everybody Thor, and you can't stay neutral forever, at some point you have to realize that you have to pick a side and who's side."

Thor has lost to kicked puppy look but he now frowns and nods, staring at the floor with guilt. Loki's hand comes up, hesitates, then he places it on Thor's arm for a second and swiftly leaves.

When no one moves for a few seconds you clear your throat and they all go back to whatever they were doing before the argument escalated out of proportion, you included.

You realize you may have tiptoed the line of being fair with that last command so you let it rest for awhile, give Loki some space. He of course notices your avoidance because Tony had asked you what was up between you both, stating that the God had asked him if anything was bothering you. Usually Loki came to you with his concerns, not being the type of person to talk behind someone’s back. 

You sigh and tell Tony you’re fine, that you’ll talk to him. So you head out from Tony’s lab and search for Loki. He isn’t in the living room, kitchen, or even his own bedroom. You remember him once stating that he likes read on the roof sometimes, Tony had build Loki a garden up on the roof at one point since Loki clearly missed the garden from home, Asgard. A small gesture but a true turning point for both Tony and Loki’s relationship you think. 

Walking out on the roof you don’t see Loki in the garden so you murmur a few expletives and make your way back to the door when a voice calls out your name. You follow the sound and find Loki hidden on a corner of the roof, sitting on the edge of the building. 

Walking up behind him you ask, “Can we talk?���

“You’ve never asked before, don’t see why you’d start now.” Loki says, no contempt in his voice though, it’s just very...neutral. 

You force out a small laugh, hearing your own tenseness in it, “Ya, about that..”

You sit next to Loki letting your legs dangle over the ledge like Loki does now. His legs kick every once in awhile giving him an almost childlike appearance. 

“First off, I’m sorry.”

“For what?” Loki looks at you.

“I was out of line the other day with you and Thor. Not just then I’ve been, well, commanding you to do things for me and that’s...it’s not...right?” You finish lamely, your face a big grimace but you look Loki in the eyes when you apologize.

“That’s why you’ve been avoiding me?” Loki says with mirth lingering in his words. 

“Well, ya, is there some other reason I should have?” You squint at him suspiciously.

“No.”

Loki looks at you with an innocent look on his face, which you know is pure bullshit, but you let it slide. Shaking your head with a smile you then look out across the open skyline below you. 

“Apology accepted.” Loki says after some time has past. Your shoulders, which had tensed involuntarily, now relax. 

You don’t react, well more like force yourself not to, when you feel Loki’s hand come to rest atop yours which had been supporting you on the ledge. Loki lets his hand rest there before he gets more confident and intertwines both of your fingers. You smile, finally looking at Loki who is already staring at you brazenly. 

“Kiss me.” 

“What?”

“Did I fucking stutter?”

Loki smirks then leans in, his left hand coming to cradle your head at your jaw and kisses you. At first softly, as if testing the waters, then begins to put more passion behind it as you lean into him. His tongue gently swipes across your bottom lip and you open your mouth to let him explore. 

If you thought this man had God like hands....

When you’re both breathless you part but keep your faces close together. Your eyes roam over his face, noting how young he looks right now, how vulnerable, and bite your lip. Loki’s eyes drop to your lips and uses a thumb to pull your lip from your teeth lest you bruise them more. “Don’t bite them, it is my job to bruise them.” Loki says breathlessly. 

Much later, when it’s dark out, you both come back into the tower and make your way to the living room. The first person you see is Natasha who, legit, smiles at the look of you two. Tony who notices Nat smiling looks where she’s looking and whistles at the two of you who decide to share a love seat. 

“Shut up.” You command the two of them. 

You were sure the both of you made a pretty funny picture. Your hair was most likely tousled, too much so to just be from the wind, and Loki’s lips were nearly purple with bruising so no doubt yours were any less. Not to mention the both of you were too incredibly happy, which ya you being happy is normal but it was almost an alarming amount of giddiness and Loki doesn’t normally show his emotions so openly like this. 

Tony smirks, raises a brow and points the remote at the TV. “Stranger Things?” 

You, very much flustered, clear your throat and say yes. 

[thinwhitewritings]

Family Matters - Calum

Summary: “Put a baby in me.” That’s the line I said in my dream w Calum Hood the other night. So i wrote it - enjoyyyyyyyyy

Warnings: Talk of kids, sex reference, pregnancy mentions. 

Rating: PG-16

You’d been keeping the day rather laid back, doing some household chores here and there and waiting for your boyfriend to return from his writing session with the other three lunatics that were his band mates. The day had been beyond dull, and aside from taking Duke to the groomer, it was pretty typical. So when Calum came into the house around 5:15 - right on time - it wasn’t surprising. You were in the kitchen, starting on dinner as he comes up with his arms wrapped around you and pressing a kiss to your cheek. “Hi baby. How was your day?” You ask with ease, unmoving from chopping the ingredients in front of you.

“We finished up the first song for the fifth album and we started on the fourth one. It’s exciting stuff. You should stop by sometime and listen in.” He suggests, pulling away to move to the fridge, grabbing a beer and cracking it open before leaning against the counter, watching you work. “Yeah, maybe. I’ll have to see what tomorrow is looking like.” You shrug, moving the vegetables into a pan as he snickers. 

“Don’t you find yourself doing the same thing every day?” He questions with a slight head tilt. He’s not wrong. Every other day changed, tomorrow was a workout day and lunch with someone you set up with and laundry and a Soul Cycle class. It was... repetitive to say the least. “I mean... don’t you?” He gives a nod as he finishes a sip of his drink. “Going to studio, writing, recording and coming back after everything, doing a workout, watching a movie and going to bed sounds pretty standard if you ask me.” 

The two of you find a comfortable silence only before Calum moves to his office to take a phone call. You scroll through Instagram as you sauté the start of your meal. You see dogs, clothes, ads for another product you didn’t need, another wedding you weren’t invited to and the cutest baby photos. You linger on the post, admiring the cute decor in the nursery, the clothes and the wide grin on the child’s face. 

Both of you had always wanted kids. It was on the radar, but life wasn’t lining up for that right now. After the craziness of the past year, and things finally getting back to normal, you were easing back into routine. You’d thought that maybe you needed to wait a while... but what if you didn’t need to?

Dinner came and went without a hitch. It was well received and the two of you cleaned up so you could watch the next episode of your current binge. Snuggling into the couch with Duke at your feet, Calum on your left, you start the next episode, seeing your boyfriend snickering at something that came up on Snapchat. You ignore him, curling into him as you watch the TV. 

About halfway through the second episode, you’re on your phone again, Cal paying attention to what’s going on. You’ve lost interest by now, and throw your just as boring phone onto a pillow beside you. You watch his face and see how invested he is at what’s on the television. “Hon.” A whisper leaves you, and his head turns just slightly, not enough to fully face you, but enough to indicate he’s listening. “You tired of this yet?” He shakes his head, facing the screen again, letting you wrap your arms around his middle, one of your hands sliding across the skin of his stomach under his t-shirt. “Ok, well I am.” A sigh leaves him and he pauses the show, turning to look at you. 

“And what do you suggest we do instead? It’s not like you’ll play FIFA with me.” He teases, leaning into the couch, a hand on your back gently moving up and down. You get an idea and smirk at him. He matches it before laughing. “What?” You sit up, moving closer and lean into him so your lips are against his ear. 

“You could put a baby in me...” Your fingers are trailing along the bare skin poking out from his sweater, lips beginning to trail down his jaw. You feel him tense next to you, the hand on your back freezing, fingers gripping the fabric of your shirt. 

“You- you’re kidding.” He can barely get the words out of his mouth, looking at you with surprise. “I mean - I’m not going to turn down the offer - but you’re... serious with that?”

“Well.. yeah. We’ve talked about it before - and we both have such a dull day to day now... we could change it up. For the next 18 years.” You taunt, leaning back as your hand finds the back of his neck, fingers slowly drifting through dark curls. “Babe... that’s... a big commitment. We sure this is what we wanna do?” He’s letting his hand start to move against your lower back again, much slower this time. “It might not even happen the first time... but... you’ll never know if you don’t try.” A small smirk fills your features, a devilish one matching the male’s features. 

“This was your idea. Just reminding you.” He laughs before he pulls you in for a heated kiss that starts a whole series of less boring nights.

[lesbian-vmin]

No shade to bighit editors but I can't help but notice how much vmin moments get cut in recent contents. Might be a coincidence well but still.

Hello~ I have covered this topic quite a bit in the past, so it's not "in recent contents". It's something that has always been done.

For example, we have that one Run Episode...let me hunt it down...It appears to be Episode 14 (x) where they were going down the water slide together. I don't have time to rewatch the video right now, so I hope this is the right episode. (If not, someone will let me know or I'll edit this later when I have time to check.) Anyway, in the episode, I recall them showing every pair going down the slide together, except when it was Chim and Tae's turn to take the slide. They just showed them coming out the other end. This isn't the only example this sort of thing has happened, but it is one example of it happening. (I actually did end up taking the time to check but I didn't watch the whole moment....so some information may still be incorrect based on memory recall. The water slide thing I'm talking about is the second segment, which starts ~11:30, and the Vmin moment of them coming out (pun not intended. get it? coming out? lmao) happens ~15:50. Watch a bit before that to see that you got to see V and Kook go down the slide together, but not Vmin together afterward. You then get to see Chim and Kook together after Vmin...)

I've talked about this topic before. You can refer to my previous discussion on the topic (x). The ask sort of needs to be revisited, and if I had the time right now, I'd take this as an opportunity to do that. If you don't feel like going back and reading the whole thing, I basically talked about how a lot of content gets edited out simply because it doesn't fit in the show. This example from the Run BTS episode is quite different, however, as I can see no reason for them to have cut out vmin's trip down the slide, which made this a very frustrating moment to me.

1.) It does fit in the episode. Especially considering that all the teams had a trip down the slide together, and it was shown. 2.) I seriously doubt that there was any inappropriate "shipping" things that happened in the slide that needed to be cut out. Chim and V are both professionals, so even if they were a couple, I doubt they'd do something ridiculous like that while filming a show. And...the trip down the water slide can't be very long. At least not long enough for them to like make out or something. Especially because it would be very difficult from those positions.

So anyway. I just want to say that, yes. I think that Vmin content does get cut a lot (always has). While it can usually be justified by saying that it's just the natural process of editing things and a level of professionalism that needs to be kept up, there are times when it seems like it's just because they want to cut out the moments between Chim and Tae for whatever reason. Like in this episode. And that's the part that frustrates me.

[leafs-lover]

If He's Lucky I'll Let Him Join

Part 5: The moment when

Series Masterlist

A/N: This piece takes place immediately after part four.

Warnings: A little softness, swearing, mentions of drinking, smut 18+, (if you are a minor DO NOT READ), oral sex (female receiving)

Word Count: 4700

You don’t know how it happened.

Fred pulled you in for one final kiss at the door. His hand slid down the outside of your winter coat before finding your hips to pull you back towards him. The kiss even though partially in the hallway open to anybody coming or going was full of passion. His tongue covered in your flavour, licked the inside of your mouth while you gripped his tousled red locks to pull him towards you, closing the gap.

It was hot. So hot you almost walked back inside and closed the door behind you. But you had been there for two days straight, and he had a virtual meeting in a couple hours with some of the trainers and medical staff to go over a plan for his rehab. But it was extremely hard for you to step back.

Reluctantly you pulled away and walked towards the elevator but everything was hazy, the kiss fogging your brain. You heard the elevator ding and when the doors open you were met with a man, a plain black mask disguising most of his face. Even with the mask you immediately recognize the dark brown eyes and hair curling out under his hat. “Hey Auston,” you smile stepping in only to be greeted by a big black and white pile of floof jumping on you.

Ignoring his greeting you immediately bend down to your knees to pet the bernadoodle in front of you. “Oh aren’t you just the cutest,” you say, in your puppy voice, “Felix,” you add in noticing the name on the collar tag. Pulling your mask down slightly he licks up your face causing you to laugh almost knocking you over.

“Ugh,” you laugh turning so the next lick is on your cheek. “Normally I expect dinner first Felix,” you joke.

“Sorry, manners aren’t his strong suit,” Auston laughs, helping you back to your feet.

“How did I forget you have the cutest fluff ball ever?” you practically ignore Auston most of your attention on the energetic pup in front of you. Bending over to keep petting Felix, he sits in front of you constantly giving you paws, big black eyes eagerly smiling up at you.

“You never spend time at my place,” Auston chuckles. “We were actually just going to go for a walk, want to join us?”

You don’t even think you considered it, just completely distracted by the dog. How could you say no to his big black beady eyes and wagging tail? So you nodded and walked off the elevator while he led you to a nearby park. You were there for twenty minutes or so while Auston threw the ball and you eagerly gave Felix pets every time he returned it. Returning back to his building he asked if you wanted to come up for a drink and you agreed.

You remember him offering you wine before putting on the office. You started lying in the corner of the “L” shaped couch, with your head on his shoulder during the first two episodes. You descended into a comfortable conversation barely even paying attention to the show that plays in the background. He told you about growing up in Scottsdale, trying to become a hockey player while living in a desert.

You told him about your time in school, what inspired you to be a teacher. You talked about your families, him showing you pictures of his two sisters and sharing stories. It was fun seeing this side of him, getting to know him.

It’s not like you haven’t spent time with him over the past few months, you had hours together. Countless dinners with him, even fallen asleep beside him a time or two, but every time Fred was there with you. You only see him when either you or Fred asks about inviting him over. Over half your time with Fred is with Auston but you still have time without him.

Some nights after dinner Fred would do the dishes while Auston would lead you down the hall to his room. He would normally only give you a 15-20 minute head start, but most of that time you didn't spend talking.

This is the first time it’s just the two of you, no Fred. Not that you hadn’t seen Fred earlier, you still had some of his cum in your hair, and you could feel the burn of his beard between your legs.

You are really enjoying this side of him. It feels good, easy. But that was two hours ago. You have no idea how you ended up here.

On his couch.

Wearing his sweater.

Your leggings long gone.

Hands digging into your hips, tongue licking along your thigh.

Your hands anchored tightly into his locks, soft moans tumbling from your lips.

“This is nice,” he runs his hand over the navy lace fabric barely covering your core, “don’t think I’ve seen it before.”

“It’s new, came in a few days ago,” you gasp as his thick fingers dance over the cloth protecting your heat, forcing your head to fall back further and your hips to arch up. His fingers trail to your hip bone finding the early colours of a bruise, the bruises his friend left mere hours ago.

“Pretty,” he hums spreading your legs apart ignoring the marks on your body. He licks his lips slightly staring between your legs, fingers dancing along the lace.

“Some hockey player kept ripping my underwear had to get new ones,” you murmur. Auston chuckles in response, knowing that you are talking about him.

“’I’ll buy you a new pair,” he leans down placing some soft kisses on the inside of your thighs. With each caress of your most sensitive spot the desire pooling in your stomach only increased.

“Three,” you moan when his mouth presses the fabric into your clit, tongue gently flicking into it. Pulling back slightly he drags the fabric down your thighs with his teeth. “You’ve ripped three.”

Your hands tighten their grasp as he peppers kisses over your pubic bone. He nips the skin in the exact spot Fred did, causing some curse words to tumble from your lips. “I’ll buy you five just so I’m ahead of the count,” he chuckles the lace landing on the floor.

With a quick wink he drops his head back down, spreading your legs to showcase your glistening cunt. He licks his lips and wraps his mouth around your clit. You gasp and wince slightly, still sensitive from the time Fred spent down there mere hours ago. But that doesn’t stop him; instead it encourages him to press in further digging into your hips harder.

“God you taste so good,” he mumbles, flicking his tongue in and out. “Sweet as honey princess,” he adds, and you feel your walls flutter as the pet name rolls off his tongue.

“Aus,” you moan, barely audible, but he definitely heard sucking harder on your clit. Bucking your hips into his face-you feel him smirk against you. He encourages you, gently rolling your hips to bring you closer. The low burning in your gut slowly begins to bubble up. Legs clamp around his head, locking him against your heat.

Your legs tremble and incoherent sounds fall from your lips. Your moans are getting louder and louder, you tug harder on his dark brown curls. Skin is hot, burning into his lips. He groans into your heat, the feeling vibrating through your core and up your spine.

“I’m gonna cum,” you whine while his tongue continues to flick inside you. Over the past few weeks he has become very good at reading your body, recognizing the telltale signs of your orgasm sometimes before you do. He groans in response, pulling your body down, face smothered by your thighs.

“Fuck,” your hip arches up grinding further into his face. You begin to chant “Aus,” the second syllable getting lost in your pleasure. Euphoria floods your veins, your body tingles while little fires ignite throughout your entire body. The man between your legs doesn’t let up working you through your high, groaning while your juices spill onto his tongue.

“Fuck y/n,” Auston coos, slowly pulling his head away from your dripping heat. “You’re phenomenal.”

Crawling up your body he slides his tongue in your mouth, your body still in a post orgasmic haze. You can taste yourself on his tongue while his body presses against yours. Slowly your fog lifts and you deepen the kiss, moaning slightly when you feel his erection press against your thigh.

His large hand slides under your sweater, easily engulfing your breast in his large palm. Pulling the cup down he pinches your nipple smirking when you wince. But he has no idea the damage his friend left behind.

His tongue finds your neck, licking from your collarbone to your ear lobe. Pulling your skin through his teeth your entire body gets hot, sweat building in the valley of your breasts. Lips trail along your jaw then down your neck-leaving open mouthed kissed onto your skin. The feeling of his growing bulge against your dripping centre makes you moan again.

“Aus,” you barely manage a coherent thought as your sweater is pulled from your body leaving you in just a bra. He tosses his sweater aside, it landing somewhere amongst the clothes scattered on his floor.

“I like when you call me that,” he purrs in your ear.

“Take me to your bedroom,” you try to sound firm but it comes out as more of a desperate plea. Within seconds his feet hit the floor and he pulls you over his shoulder. Making his way through the living room and down his hall his large hand strokes over the back of your thigh.

You faintly hear Felix’s claws click against his wood floors. But when he brings a hand up placing a firm slap on your ass the sound fades, only able to focus on the burn of your skin. His hand soothes your bottom, before delivering another blow hitting the same spot.

“Auston,” you scold. With the back of his heel you hear his bedroom door slam shut, followed by a whimper from the pup on the other side. Your heart breaks a little for him but it doesn’t last long.

“Please you expect me to believe Fred wasn’t doing this to you a few hours ago,” he throws you onto the bed. Your eyes go wide as he pulls his shirt off tossing it towards the hamper, it landing a few feet short.

“You think I didn’t recognize the fucked-out look plastered on your face when you stepped into the elevator. Or that I don’t taste him on the inside of your thighs?” Before you can process his words his track pants are being shoved down his legs and he steps out them. Your eyes rake over his body, tattooed arm, broad shoulders and a firm rock hard chest. His long and deliciously thick cock springs free, slapping against his stomach. The swollen, flushed, pink tip oozing pearly white droplets of precum.

He quickly presses his body against yours, fingers tracing over the purple and blue marks that litter your hips. His fingers slowly follow the trail up your body, through the valley of your breast to your collar bone. His fingers work in the opposite direction of the trail Fred’s mouth left earlier in the day.

“You two have fun,” he asks sucking on your collarbone. Your back arches and he pops open your bra throwing it onto the floor. His mouth continues to press soft wet kisses over every bruise. You would expect some pain as he presses against the marks, but his touch is soft; featherlike, slowly drawing over the purple and blue. It’s almost soothing how his cold tongue caresses your sensitive skin.

That is until he finds your breast that Fred spent a lot of time on, sucking almost aggressively. You warned Fred a few times but he didn’t let up, instead sucking harder. He slowly dragged your nipple through his teeth; even nipping at the skin. At some point your entire breast became fully bruised but Fred still didn’t stop. Even when his thick dick was dragging in and out of your walls his mouth was still attached to your breast.

“I asked you a question princess,” Auston hums, nipping the skin around your nipple.

“Fuck,” you cry out feeling a tear hit the corner of your eye.

“You have fun with Fred earlier,” he asks more direct this time.

“Yes,” you hiss when he brings a thumb to press into your breast, swirling it on the bruises surrounding your nipple.

“Yeah, what did you guys do,” he muses pressing his throbbing erection against your hip. “Hmm princess. Did he use his tongue on you?”

Unable to focus, two of his large fingers dance over your folds. He gently plays with the opening, soaking up the juices that have begun to coat his digits. His tongue slowly draws up the valley of your breast and he sinks his teeth into your collarbone.

“He use his fingers to open you up?” his digits grazing over your clit with every swoop.

Your moans become incoherent; a mix of curse words and grunts. He slowly rolls on top of you, resting on his elbows, hands gripping your hair while his tip pokes at your entrance. “He make you feel this good baby?” slowly his tip begins to spread open your folds while he slides in.

“He stretch you like I do?” he bottoms out. Hips hitting hips, his length pressing into what feels like your stomach. “He fuck you like I do princess?” he pulls his hips back and slams back in, his face centimetres from yours. “Did your heat flutter around him with every thrust?”

Barely able to function you tightly grip his chain and pull his face closer to yours. Trying to bring his lips to yours, he skirts around, lips finding the shell of your ear.

“God I’ve wanted this for so long,” his pace increases while your hips roll up towards his. He drags his cock in and out of your soaking pussy, the sound from between your legs is absolutely disgusting but you love it. “I have wanted to fuck you away from him. Fuck you as much as I want, as fast or slow as I want, as many times as I want without Fred cutting in for his turn.”

Your mind is swirling with his admission. But you can barely focus or process it when he harshly thrusts in again. “Wanted to wrap my hand around your throat,” he brings his hand up resting it against your trachea. “Have you under me gasping for air with each thrust.”

“Aus,” you whimper as he begins to tighten his grip. Slowly air begins to leave your lungs, “remember the word princess?” You only have the strength to muster a slight nod. “I need to hear you say it,” he completely stops thrusting and eases his grip on your throat. His dick still seethed inside you, filling you until you almost overflow, but he remains still.

“Yellow,” you manage to croak. With a devilish grin his hips begin to rock in and out of you again his hand gripping your throat restricting the air.

“You’re such a good girl for me Y/N,” he mumbles.

After your weekend with Fred you didn’t think you can handle anymore. Your sensitivity makes it easy for your orgasm to come rolling through, and unexpectedly wash over you. You’re entire body jolts as he continues his long hard thrusts mumbling filth in your ear.

Coming down from your high he doesn’t stop, instead he picks up his pace. Headboard is rattling against the wall; your whimpers are getting louder.

“Aus, I need a minute,” you manage to choke out around his tightening grip on your hand.

“You need a minute you say the word, otherwise I’m gonna keep going,” he gives you a painful thrust, your head hitting the headboard. “Because I know you always want a minute,” he tightens his grip further restricting your airway, “but you don’t need it. In seconds you’re going to be crying out for me to hit you harder, faster. You just gotta wait for it princess.”

Your mouth opens into a silent O and your nails find the back of his neck, tugging on the hair. His dark eyes blown with fire burn down at you. His lips begin to curl when he sees your face change, pleasure taking over and eagerly seeking for your next release.

“There you go baby,” he smirks sensing your shift.

The hand on your throat is barely letting air through, but there is something about him saying the word baby that causes your body to tingle. He has never called you that before, always your name or princess. Fred calls you baby.

You would expect it to feel wrong, that guilt would wash over you thinking of Fred. Peering up into his eyes, while brown like Fred’s, Auston’s are much darker. You expect that to be the moment you are flooded with remorse, the weight of what you’ve done. Instead he is staring at you through hooded lenses, clouded with lust and it spurs you on.

You’re panting Auston’s name while your chest heaves, lungs still deprived of oxygen. Rolling your hips one leg wraps around his large muscular back and your heel digs in to hold him close to you.

Your pussy is swollen; it’s taken a beating this weekend you didn’t think it could handle. But here you are crying out for him to hit you faster, and of course he eagerly agrees. Your nails are firmly anchored into his skin, your other hand tangled around his chain pulling his face to yours.

His lips hover near your ear and he mumbles praise and filth to you. Auston has never been big on the dirty talk when it’s just the two of you. Once Fred is in the room the words tumble from his lips like sand in a desert, but when it’s just the two of you he is more reserved.

But not today.

Strings of filth are pouring out and you love it. His cock driving against your g-spot, hand cutting off your air supply and a vile tongue spewing venom in your ear. It all is becoming too much. And he knows it.

“Freddie make you cum this much?”

“He make you cum this hard?”

“He make you feel this good?”

“Fuck Princess, cum on my cock once more”

“Coat it in your juices”

Your ears ring and you don’t hear another word he says, but his warm breath indicates he is still talking to you. Your moan turns into a scream and with a final harsh thrusts euphoria floods you, your vision going white. Little shockwaves course through your body as you stop bucking your hips to meet his, your grip loosening on his chain and neck.

Still revelling in your post orgasmic haze, you feel him get sloppier as his climax draws closer. Breathing getting heavier and with a loud grunt he pulls out. Ropes of sticky white warmth coating your stomach. He pumps himself until he is dry, falling onto the bed beside you.

Your body is hot and clammy. Auston slowly draws a finger up and down your forearm as your chests heaves. Slowly you turn to look at him, sweat drenching the roots of his hair. He smiles when met with your face and hesitantly leans down. Millimetres separate your faces, slowly the gap closing. You take it upon yourself to pull his face down. You can taste the salt on his lips, his mustache tickling over your upper lip. “You need to trim this,” you laugh running your thumb over it.

“I like it,” he chuckles, placing another soft kiss on your lips. “Let’s go shower.”

“Ugh I can’t,” you groan knowing your knees will buckle if you try to stand.

“My shower has a bench you can sit on for a bit,” he presses his lips to your again. “But we need to clean this up,” he eyes down to the mess on your stomach. He is right, but still neither of you move; needing a few more minutes.

“You know you can,” you trail off slightly thinking over your thoughts but also recapturing your breath, “you don’t have to pull out.”

The feeling of cum inside you is relatively new, having felt it for the first time a year ago. The first time when you and Fred foregone a condom you were so infatuated with the thought of Auston, imagining his body on yours, it just slipped from your lips. You weren’t even sure if you meant it. But once you felt Fred spill inside you, sticky warmth dripping from your cunt and down your thighs, you couldn’t imagine it any other way.

The thought of it alone makes you wet. But one thing you have loved even more is when Fred’s cum is dripping from your slick, sometimes he will bring his fingers in. With a few thrusts the warmth is spilling out around his digits and he’ll bring them to your mouth for you to lick clean.

It’s like magic.

And you’d be lying if you hadn’t thought of what it would feel like to be full of both men. So much your walls are unable to hold it in, just a mixture of the three of you spilling out.

“Oh um,” his eyes dart around your face. His tone is soft and nervous before he continues, “we never talked about it, so I figured I should. That first time was…I uh…I didn’t mean to the first time. Just really in the moment, and you were so shocked when it happened. I actually felt like shit for not using a condom that night, let alone not pulling out. When the second time came around I figured I should at least pull out.”

“I mean Fred -” you start, but you don’t want to bring sex with him into this moment. “I work around kids so I am very good at birth control,” you laugh slightly. “It’s 100% your choice obviously. I’m just saying I wouldn’t hate it if you didn’t.”

Auston has a wide smile on his face hearing your revelation, and he brings you down for a sloppy kiss. Pulling away you are almost certain you could fall asleep, whimpering when Auston moves leaving you alone on the cold bed.

A few minutes later he is scooping you up and gently placing you on his shower bench. Leaning your head against the cool tile, steam filling the shower, you watch Auston. He shoots you playful winks and asks if you are okay before finally pulling you to your feet and rubs shampoo in your hair.

Once re-dressed and in his living room you notice it is getting late in the day, the sky beginning to get dark. Felix’s ears perk up and you immediately go to him giving him some pets before you head out for the evening. His tail eagerly slaps against the couch and you don’t stop until he places a few licks on your cheek.

Turning around Auston pulls you into his chest, holding you tight while you listen to the gentle beating of his heart. Grabbing a handful of his sweater you aren’t quite ready to let him go. Tilting your head upwards he smiles down at you. Felix eagerly joins the two of you, jumping on you, bashing against both of your legs. Auston softly brushes the hair from your forehead and stands feet firmly planted staring down at you with soft and tender eyes.

“I had a great time,” he finally whispers, but you get the feeling that isn’t what he wants to say.

“Mmm me too,” you mumbles in agreeance, but you’re not just talking about the sex. He closes the gap and brushes his lips against yours, the kiss starting out soft. It’s not until one of your hands slide up his back that he deepens the kiss, his tongue sliding inside your mouth. Hands snake down your body to your hips, but when he gives your ass a playful squeeze, you pull away laughing.

“Sorry”, he mumbles, but you can tell from the smirk on his face he is lying; it was 100% intentional.

“Think I can get your number,” he asks taking a deep breath. His voice is uneasy; it’s the first time in the months you’ve known him his confidence seems shaken. Before you can even take a breath he continues, “I always see these memes that make me think of you, but I can’t send them to you.”

A light chuckle gets caught in your throat, “right to send memes” you smirk, quirking an eyebrow to him. Pursed lips you gaze over his face for a few seconds, you can see his is nervous while he awaits your response. With a slight nod you hold your hand out “phone.”

Quickly he is in his pocket, unlocking the device and handing it to you. Putting your digits in you rise to your tippy toes and place a soft kiss to his cheek. “What time do you have to be up tomorrow,” he asks checking his phone, before putting it away. “If it’s not too early you could stay over,” he trails off at the end, his words coming out almost a whisper.

“I actually uh don’t,” you stutter.

“Oh is it a holiday of some kind?”

“Uh no…Long story but I don’t have a job right now, so I don’t have to be up in the morning.”

“You wanna talk –“

“Nope I do not,” you quickly cut him off, not wanting to relive it. “But I can stay,” you smile and he presses his lips back to yours.

“Felix is very excited,” he says and you laugh hearing the pup come up beside you with one of his squeaky toys. Pulling away you bend down to take his toy dinosaur from his mouth and throw it to the other side of the room for him to chase.

“Wait, what do you do with him when you’re on the road?”

“Steph, one of the guys’ girlfriends watches him.”

“Let me watch him,” you lean in to kiss his nose and he places a lick on your cheek.

“Well Fred thinks he’ll be out for a couple weeks. I’ll probably see if he can watch him,” Auston explains.

“Seriously? Why does Fred get to watch Felix,” you groan. Felix’s ears perk up when you say Fred’s name and you’d be lying if you said you weren’t slightly jealous he knows Fred’s name but not yours yet. You scratch his face, rubbing behind his big floppy ears while Felix leans into the pets slightly.

“He’s his stepdad,” Auston explains with a light laugh. “And I didn’t have your number until now, I couldn’t ask you.”

“Okay but now you do,” you pout as Felix spins in excited circles before falling to the floor for you to rub his belly.

“When Fred gets back to playing I’ll get you to watch him ‘kay”

“We would have so much fun eh Felix, get a million w-a-l-k ‘s a day” you spell the letters out so Felix doesn’t get excited. “So many treats and toys. I’m gonna be your favourite person in the world,” you say in your high pitched puppy voice while you eagerly rub his belly. His tail is slapping against the floor and you can hear Auston laughing and saying something, but you ignore it focusing your attention on the fourteen month old puppy that has captured your heart.

[benka79]

Queer Subtext in "The Guest" (Korean Dorama)

Or... how I justed wanted to watch a Gen Supernatural show and ended up falling for it's Beautiful M/M love story.

I don't know if you watch korean doramas, I do. This time I was on Netflix with my husband looking for a supernatural show, after watching a couple of it, and we crashed into "The Guest".

This attempt of analysis of the queer Subtext will have some spoilers so, If you don't want to be spoiled, jus scroll down. But go watch this show. Hahahaha

Disclaimed that, let's go to the East Sea...

Pansexual Flag for CHOI YOON and gay flag for HWA PYOUNG.

First apparition of Father Choi YOON, walking down a dark alley. You will find by his right, against a closed business shutter, Pansexual Flag Colors. What a presentation card for a priest, and is so symbolically beautiful, because philosophically, the spiritual leader should have the ability to love every creature, no matter what. So it applies to the decision of the writers to make Yoon linked to that kind of love.

Then we have Pyung, the medium. This boy is very enthusiastic, but he has surrounding him his grandfather and his best friend asking him, almost continually, to find a girl and get married. The poor medium doesn't answer, and he looks annoyed each time they mention that.

In one opportunity his grandfather asks if there's something wrong with him, and the boy snorts slightly, avoids eye contact and says, frustrated "No, grandpa."

Jumping to another scene... Yoon and Hwa Pyung are in the car, and Pyung's best friend, the shaman, is alone in another car. While they're talking by the phone, we can see behind the shaman the pride flag colors. And now you will ask... Why? Well... There's this part of the dialogue between Pyung and the shaman, in which he asks why he has to be alone in the car and Yoon and Pyung are together in the other car... Ahem... Pyung hungs the phone without answering. And the scene cuts to the shaman, with the pride flag in the background. The shaman frowns confused.

Nothing to add here...

Heart broken

There's two opportunities in which Pyung shows how heartbroken he was... Because of Yoon and how the writers wrote it with romantic subtext.

The first time Pyung faced Park Han, the assamblywoman, Choi YOON got mad and tells the detective he won't work anymore with Hwa Pyung.

Scenes after this, we have a very sad Pyoung in the shaman house, and his friend notices his sadness and asks if he was dumped.

Pyung looks somewhere and he repeats: "Yeah, I was dumped..."

Who just had dumped our cute medium? Well... Our cute priest.

Another scene in which he is in a worst depressed shape, again, in his best friend's house, he mentioned, gloomy, that at least someone is bothering him... Why? What had just happened in this episode? Well, Choi YOON said to him he couldn't trust him.

The shaman, insightful as he was, says that he looks too sad those days. And when Choi YOON goes surprisingly to his house, the shaman asks the priest if Pyung's depression is because he is in love with the detective. Well, kind of. I can't be very specific with the dialogues because I watched it with spanish subtitles. But that was the idea they transmitted.

Always looking when the other is not looking. And the handsome priest...

And remember in the police station when Pyung called Yoon the handsome priest that gives advises to the congregation in front of the cop?

Gif credit @setsmaker

Another huge subtext is Yoon looking at Pyung when he's not looking and Pyung looking at Yoon when he's not looking. Always related to sad things of their last being revealed or called back. And why is this meaningful and it has to be taken as queer Subtext or romantic?

Kang Hil Young is their female detective friend. As a very insightful person, she notices the relationship between these two boys and in the scenes, she's always separated from them but also she's a kind of nexus. Because both boys talk with her, instead of talk with each other, as the stubborn and shy boys in love they're.

All the "stealing glances" scenes are centered between Pyung and Yoon. And less about Hil Young. This is written on propose to show Yoon and Pyung relationship is different to Pyung and Hil Young or Yoon and Hil Young relationships. Because the boys have this aura between them, this romantic tension always around them. That doesn't happen when they're with Him Young.

The precious one, the fight and the "Titanic like" scene.

Pyung will ask Hil Young to save Yoon instead of him. He is determined to give his life in exchange of the priest. He calls Yoon THE PRECIOUS LIFE THAT YOUR MOTHER SAVED, when he asks Hil Young to take care of Yoon. Why would a bro ask to his friend to take care of his bro? Why he didn't ask to this bro to take care of his friend instead? 🤔😜

Pyung always showing up at Yoon's place after a hard day? Why Yoon? Why not Hil Young's place too?

Also the scene of Pyung trying to hide a talisman but at the same time, sliding his hand with it inside of Yoon's pants and Yoon gay panic face yelling: 'What are you doing?' And Pyung insisting in puting that talisman inside Yoon's pants and then failing, frustrated because Yoon discovered it was a tasliman?

Gif set credit @achiara

Priceless... And gay.

The scene of the fight between Yoon and Pyung WAS HELLA DRAMATIC AND FULL OF ROMANTIC SUBTEXT!

First of all, we had that music playing while Yoon tried to force himself to believe Park Il do (the demon) was inside of Pyung, because if he wasn't... That's would mean the demon was possesing Father Yang, that was like a second father to our cute priest.

Second, both friends had UNSHED TEARS in their eyes.

Third: Pyung was too heartbroken to react.

Fourth, the Yoon ended up ON TOP OF HIM WITH HIS HAND ON HIS THROAT, that, my friends, was one of the most hot m/m scenes. They remained like that, not strangling, but just his hand holding his throat. Like... Yeah. Go get a room.

When they thought everything was finished. Pyung was staying in his town and called Hil Young asking her to bring his stuffs from his apartment. To which she replies 'why don't you ask Yoon?' And our shy medium replies "He's too busy."

So, Yoon and Pyung didn't call each other, but they both called Hil Young.

She asks Yoon to be nice with Pyung because PYUNG HAD ASKED HER TO TAKE CARE OF HIM INSTESD OF PYUNG. (Yeah, she confessed that to the priest)

And i suspect she told Yoon about Pyung asking her for his stuffs because the medium considered Yoon was TOO BUSY. Why? Because the scene in which Yoon shows up in Pyung's town to check the people that had been posseses, he calls Pyung.

Our cute medium goes immediately : BUY MEAT, I'M FEELING SICK, STAY TONIGHT TO SLEEP IN MY HOUSE, and what does reply the priest? I'LL THINK ABOUT IT. NOW I HAVE TO GO BECAUSE I'M TOO BUSY. And he hangs the phone smirking!!!! Translation?

'I'm too busy because you said I'm too busy to bring your stuffs! I thought you didn't want to see me and now you are too happy to see me!!?? Watch me flirt with you and show you I'm not that easy.

And also, the poor girl is so tired to be the third wheel...

When they said goodbye in the road, Hil Young goes inside the car but Yoon and Pyung were there... Trying to sound cool, and 'You did well's 'Yeah, you top's, like two dorks, while the female friend watched them as if she was saying COME ON!!! ARE YOU SERIOUS? At the end Pyung confessed he was about to give his life in exchange of Yoon's life... And shy priest just goes inside the car.

But everything goes to hell when Park Il Do posseses Pyung and tries to strangle Yoon.

What did our cute medium yell to the demon? 'Don't touch him! Don't you dare to touch him!"

Gif credit @knights-in-whumperland

Okay... Those are not words you would say for a not boyfriend bro.

Then... Scene in the water...

They-fucking-held-hands!!!!

Gif set credit @r-a-n-x-i-e

The scene is so romantic I showed my friend (who didn't watch the show) a gif and she said WTF IS THAT? TITANIC?

Because, yeah, hella gay. They hel hands and then... Pyung reacts and before pushing Yoon's hand to release him to the surface, he rubbed his freaking fingers!!!!!

Not to mention he wss carrying with the rosary the priest left in his hand under the water for one entire year even when he wasn't catholic!!! HE DID IT BECAUSE YOON GAVE IT TO HIM!

To Conclude:

The subtext of a queer love story was magnificencia displayed, but it was more beautiful to see how inncoents, and shy and cute these two were with each other. So if you wanna see a cute m/m love story plus friendship loyalty and action, watch this dorama. I plenty recommend it!

PS: I'm calling this ship PYOON!

Buenos Aires, February 19 2020, 00:15 AM

[ejzah]

Can you please write a prompt about Deeks being interviewed by some famous magazine/ newspaper for being the oldest person to pass the FLETC and the others being jealous ?

A/N: I’ll start off by saying I don’t know as part of a team that regularly goes undercover, if Deeks could be interviewed like this. I know in the original NCIS, there was an episode where one of the team was being considered for a promotional campaign, so I’ve gone that route. Hopefully you don’t mind.

***

Almost Famous

“Hey, we’re on for Saturday,” Deeks announced, sliding his phone back into his pocket as he walked back into the bullpen. He leaned on Kensi’s desk, grinning at her.

“How many people are going to be there?” she asked, biting at the tip of her nail.

“Mm, maybe 10-15.” He tilted his head in consideration. “I know you were a little hesitant at first, but I promise you it’s going to be amazing. Nothing like your first time.”

“I’m not nervous, I just don’t want to do that thing where you put your-”

“Seriously guys, we’re sitting right here,” Sam interrupted loudly. “We don’t need to hear about that.”

Deeks turned to him, scrunching his face up.

“What exactly do you think we’re talking about?”

“We know enough about your sex life as it is. I definitely don’t want to know what you’re doing with 10-15 other people.” Sam made a revolted face while Callen leaned back in his chair, looking more intrigued than anything.

“We were talking about surfing,” Kensi clarified, her expression unimpressed by Sam’s accusation.

“With my veterans group,” Deeks added. Sam had the good grace to look slightly abashed. Beside him, Callen chuckled softly to himself.

“Well, after all your PDAs and inappropriate stories over the years, you can’t blame us,” Sam said defensively.

“That’s ok, Sam. We forgive you. You can join us if you want,” Deeks offered, grinning at Sam’s vaguely horrified look. “Hell, the whole office can come.”

“That is a very generous invitation,” Kilbride said unexpectedly from behind them. Deeks turned slowly, to face him more fully. As usual, the admiral was in a three piece suit, bearing a look that perfectly expressed his distaste for the world at large. “However, surfing and other activities will have to wait. I need you in my office now, Deeks.”

“Ooh, looks like you’re in trouble, Deeks,” Callen goaded him, sticking the end of his pencil in his mouth and winking. “A call to Kilbride’s office is never good.”

“My advice is whatever you’re planning on saying, don’t say it,” Sam added helpfully. Offering a brief glare, Deeks pushed himself to his feet with a sigh. Assuming that Deeks would immediately follow, Kilbride was already halfway up the stairs.

“What do you think he wants?” Kensi asked, rising along with him, a shadow of concern in her eyes. Based on the past, he wondered if her thoughts had turned to clandestine undercover operations.

“I don’t know,” Deeks muttered, heading towards Kilbride’s office.

Whatever it was, Deeks figured it couldn’t be that serious since he honestly couldn’t think of anything he’d done that would bring the Admiral’s ire. Of course, Kilbride took offense at vanilla lattes and Deeks’ fondness for what he referred to as “hippy music”.

Kilbride was waiting by his desk, hands folded behind his back when Deeks walked in. He had a calculating look in his eye that out Deeks on edge and had him reaching for his hair before he remembered his bangs were a little too short to flop in his eyes anymore.

“Investigator Deeks,” he said, gesturing for Deeks to close the door. “I suppose you’ve figured out why you’re here. Nothing remains a secret on your team for long, which is unfortunate given your high level of security.”

“Not really, Sir” Deeks arched an eyebrow. “Unless you take objection to my personal appearance again. I’d say it’s significantly improved in the last year.”

Kilbride’s gaze shifted up to Deeks’ hair, his lips pursing, but surprisingly he managed to keep any choice comments to himself.

“No, that’s not my reason for talking to you today.” He heaved a sigh and turned to his desk. “As you know, you stirred up a lot of talk and drama when you attended FLETC. You were one of the oldest recruits in the history of the academy and this agency.”

“Thank you for the reminder, Sir,” Deeks said wryly. Kilbride didn’t react other than to

“You also happened to perform surprisingly well despite your advanced age,” Kilbride continued. Deeks swore he saw the hint of a smirk play at the corner of his mouth, maybe acknowledging the irony of the term given his own feelings about Deeks’ relative youth. “And that has garnered you a great deal of attention among your FLETC instructors and in turn, some of the higher ups at NCIS.”

“That doesn’t exactly sound like a terrible thing,” Deeks said slowly, completely unsure where this was going.

“It’s damn inconvenient.” This time he actually allowed the smallest of smiles. “They want to interview you.”

“Wouldn’t that be a security risk?” Deeks asked, even as he tried to wrap his mind around the idea that anyone wanted to interview him. Least of all related to a time in his life that he often tried to forget.

“The interview would be conducted by someone from the NCIS PR team and wouldn’t go beyond an educational and recruitment device,” Kilbride explained. “Given your success, the agency is reconsidering its age limit policy when it comes to experienced law enforcement officers. If you decide to participate, then your interview will be a deciding piece in how to best train and utilize non-traditional recruits.”

“If I decide…” Deeks trailed off pointedly.

“Yes, you have the option to decline.” Tucking his hands into his pockets, Kilbride regarded him knowingly. “However, the agency, and your current leader would greatly appreciate if you took this one in a lifetime opportunity.”

“Got it,” Deeks said, figuring that was as close as he would ever get to a “please”. “Alright, let’s do it.”

***

A/N: The team reaction and actual interview will come at a later time.

Thanks for the prompt!

[storydays]

Season 1, Episode 1,P1

You snickered as you teased Oogie with an apple over his head, making him do a barrel roll in the air, startling the Airbender family into waking up. "Well, glad to see your awake, cause we're about thirty minutes out." "(Y/N), you haven't been up all night again, have you?" Pema asked, a frown on her lip as Tenzin took the reigns and gently blasted you in the back with your crazy cousins. "I-I couldn't sleep." You began handing out the dumplings you and Pema had made. Tenzin sighed as Meelo was suddenly biting his head, with a sudden burst of energy as Ikki began asking constant questions, making the 30 minutes seem even longer.

"Jinora, Ikki, mind helping me out?" You asked with a grin, at the girl's excitement. They loved doing your hair. You sighed softly, as they got to work fixing your hair so it was similar to a water tribe style, with braids placed here and there, before finally putting it in a low pony tail at the base of your neck. Finally, the village was in sight. And you know that waiting for you was your dear Grandmother. You grinned as you used your glider to reach her before your cousins, hearing your cousins cry out in annoyance. "Hey, no fair!" They cried indignantly. Your laughter echoed in their ears as you flew down where you sensed Gran-Gran's energy. Her blue eyes sparkled as she watched you land in front of her.

Gran-Gran laughed joyously as you brushed the snow off your body, flinching as the snow melted against your skin. "Aah! It's colder than a witches tit out here!" You cry out, dropping your glider, in exchange for getting the water out of your clothes, before smiling crookedly at your grinning grandmother. "Sorry for the language, Gran." She chuckled before engulfing you into a hug. "Your grandfather used to say much worse." You took a step back, sliding your glider into the holder on your back. She gently brushed your bangs back, smiling at your bright blue arrows. You had earned your arrows when you were 6 years old, due to your discovery of creating ice puppets out of drawings. 

You had also earned the title of Waterbending Master and Healer when you were eight. 

Making your family proud of you. 

 "Gran-gran, are you trying to make me face Ikki and Jinora's wrath?" You asked, hiding your arrows again. You didn't like the attention that your arrows brought you, and Korra wasn't aware of you gaining them either. You wanted to see how long until she realized it. Which surprised you, as you've been friends with her since you were a year old and she was just born. 

You snap to attention when your grandmother started to speak, "You've grown into a handsome young man, (Y/N). You're strong and goofy like your father, but agile and gentle like your mother." You smile, rubbing your thumb over your father's ring, and your other hand grasped your mother's pendent underneath your airbender robe. It was one of the material things you had left of your mom, but the memories you made with her, are things no one or anything can replace or change.

Your moment was ruined when Oogie landed with a grunt. You could hear Uncle Tenzin talking over Ikki's chipper voice. "Yes, Ikki. As I have been telling you for the last 15 minutes, we are finally here." The three kids cheered as the girls used air scooters to slide down the bison's tail to get off, following their father, who walked tiredly over to you two. "Hello, Mother. I can't tell you how happy I am to see you. Please help me." Tenzin glared at you as snickered. "Hmph, thanks for the help, (Y/N)." The older Waterbender chuckled, as she picked up her youngest grandson. "Unhand me, strange woman!" Meelo cried, flapping around, in Katara's grip.

"That's our grandmother, Meelo." You chuckle as Meelo blush and flipped out of the Waterbending master's hands, and over to play with Ikki as Jinora ran over. "Gran-Gran, I've been reading all about your old adventures. I've been dying to ask you! What happened to Zuko's mom?" She asked clasping her hands together, looking at Katara expectantly. "Well, Jinora, it's an incredible tale--" You didn't even blink as Ikki suddenly hopped in front of Katara's view. "Gran-Gran, you look old! How old are you? And why is it so cold in the South Pole? Can we make a campfire and all huddle around it and tell scary stories and make snowmen? And then can we make the snowmen move with waterbending and chase us? Wouldn't that be fun? Huh, wouldn't it?" You patted Jinora, who was clearly disappointed and sadden she wouldn't get her question answered yet.

You then used waterbending to make an Ikki snowgirl and began moving her in a circle, before laughing loudly. "Sure was fun to me!" You mocked, before the airbender kids decided to chase you. "Wait! My bad!" You cry out as they began gaining on you. Tenzin chuckled before noting Pema slowly sliding down Oogie's back, before rushing over to her. "Pema, let me help you." He grabbed her hand in his, and braced her back against his hand. "Careful now, careful." "Stop doting on me. I'm not helpless, I'm just pregnant." She chided, looking down lovingly at her bump. She loved her husband, but this was her fourth pregnancy, you'd think he'd calmed down by now.

She smiled when her mother-in-law moved forward to hug her. Backing away slowly, Katara placed a hand on her bulging stomach. "The baby's strong. I see another airbender in your future. Pema frowned slightly, before speaking up, startling Katara and Tenzin. "All I want is one child like me. A nice non-bender, who doesn't blast wind in my face every five seconds." Katara chuckled knowingly, as Tenzin pulled at his beard thoughtfully. "Mommy, look!" Meelo called, making the adults look at them. 

Meelo was a snowman, Jinora was air-skating, and Ikki was building a misshapen snowman. "I'm a snowbender!" The child twirled around, sending snow onto Pema, who rose an eyebrow at her son's antics. Turning to the giggling Waterbender, she asked,"Were Tenzin and his siblings this crazy when they were kids?" Deeming it was safe, you landed next to your Gran-Gran, as your grandmother began speaking. "Kya and Bumi certainly were.But Tenzin has always been rather...serious." Katara winked at you and a giggling Pema."Mother..please." Tenzin stated monotone, before peeking behind you with a well hidden gin. 

You were well aware of the girl behind you, but didn't react until her feet left the ground, and your hands moved on their own. You created a snow beanbag chair that caught the surprised girl. You use airbending to hover over a pouting waterbender. "Heyy Korra. " You grinned at her pout. "Aw, how'd you know I was behind you?" She asked, as you gently let her down, and hugged her properly. "I could sense your movement in the air." You let go as she huffed jokingly. "Korra..look at you, so big and strong. You've grown into quiet the young Avatar." Tenzin placed his hands on her shoulders and looked down at her with a proud smile. "Master Tenzin, I'm so glad you're here!" She started, with an eager grin. 

You frown at your uncle's wince. "Yes, well..." He hesitated before looking at Pema, who pushed him forward. "You're going to have to tell her sooner or later." "Wait, tell me what?" Korra asked, her excitement gone. "You're not staying, are you?" Gran-Gran spoke up. Tenzin sighed sadly, as Korra wore an heartbroken expression."I'm afraid not, we're only staying the night. Then I must return to Republic City." "But no, you're supposed to move here..You're supposed to teach me!" "I'm sorry, Korra. Your Airbending training is going to have to wait." Tenzin said solemnly. 

--That night--

"So, how long until you're ready to teach me?" Korra asked at dinner. "A week, a month?" "It could be much longer." You popped a dumpling in your mouth as Korra continued to ask questions. "I don't understand. Why are you making me wait?" "I have a responsibility to Republic City. I'm one of its leaders, and the situation there is very unstable right now. "But you also have a responsibility to teach me. Believe me, I'd be happy to find another airbending tea-" Korra stopped, and looked at you. You were currently feeding your little companion hiding underneath the table. 

Sensing eyes on you, you looked up to find everyone looking at you. "What? Nevermore isn't hurting anyone." Everyone smiled at your bliss. "I didn't even know you brought Nevermore, (Y/N). Where was she hiding?" The baby dragon crawled into your lap, begging for more. "Wait, what if (Y/N) stays here and teaches me the basics of the spiritual side?" "Huh?" You question as your uncle shot the idea down quickly. "No, (Y/N) has his own responsibilities to handle. I wish there were another way." Frustrated, Korra stormed out into the cold, and you counted to 10 before following her with Nevermore, chirping on your shoulder. 

You found Korra talking to Naga angrily. "...don't understand it, Naga!" She didn't notice your presence until you cleared your throat, sensing she calmed down enough to listen to logic. "Oh, hey, (Y/N). How long have you been standing there?" She asked, sitting on a rock. "Long enough. I didn't come here to pick sides, but I do have a suggestion." You knelt in front of her, and gave a soft smile. "Sneak away, tomorrow morning after we leave. If you keep waiting for permission, you're never going to get anything done. You'll be known as Korra, the Safe Avatar." You smirked to yourself, knowing she was thinking over your words. "See ya in the morning,Korra." 

You left her, before walking to the edge of the water, closed your eyes and slowly began dancing, moving your arms and hips, imitating the waves. The ocean began glowing colors, matching your aura, turning different shades of purple. You were surprised to see this new color; whenever you did this, the water stayed the various shades of blue. "Your aura has changed, child." You smile, seeing your Gran Gran standing behind you with a smile. "Hey Gran, I was just--"(Y/N), you don't need to explain yourself to me." She sat down, and patted the snow next to her, and your curled into her side. 

She began stroking your nose with her pinky finger, and humming softly, just like your mother used to. "Rest now. You've got quiet an adventure ahead of you." You smile and listen and somehow find yourself in a dreamless sleep.

--The Next Morning--

You kissed your grandmother's cheek goodbye, and hopped onto Oogi as Tenzin gently commanded him. "Oogi, yip, yip." The bison groaned lowly, before taking off. Your cousins continued waving goodbye to the South Pole, but you caught Korra's eye.  You smirk, before quickly sending a note into her hand. She tilted her head, curious as to what you wrote, and there in your fancy neat handwriting, was a simple: 

'When you come to Republic City, look for the pro-bending gym, and find two guys named Mako and Bolin, and enjoy the show. 

                                                                                                              Catch ya later, (Y/N).'