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writesowhatnext · 4 years ago

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we’re only getting older, baby // george weasley

Summary: enemies // that’s how you and george weasley started out

Request: nee

A/N: this has been in my head a while and essentially it’s a 3-part enemies-to-lovers thing and I am excited about it!!!!! And also Y/L/N is your last name which I usually skirt around but couldn’t in this :)

Reader: female, Slytherin

Warnings: swearing, arguments

enemies // friends // lovers // epilogue

Almost immediately, you could tell there was something wrong with that bludger.

You were a beater, and a hell of a good one at that, and so you had a knack for knowing when a bludger was acting strange. It was your job, really, and you considered the one that seemed to have a death wish for Harry Potter definitely out of the ordinary. Until it broke off the end of Wood’s broomstick and sent him spiralling to the ground, you hadn’t even noticed it and whilst you had absolutely no love for the Gryffindor keeper, or Harry Potter for that matter, you knew that a bludger, especially a rogue one, could do a lot of damage.

Despite the inevitable grief you’d get from your teammates, it was obvious that Potter was probably quite important in the grand scheme of things in the wizarding world and it seemed that whilst you did really want to win the match, you were also pretty fond of being alive. And so, after a few moments of internal debate, you cursed under your breath and set off after Potter, your bat at the ready.

“Y/N Y/L/N, Slytherin beater, is… following Harry Potter?” Lee Jordan shouted over the speakers, garnering a healthy level of confusion from the crowd.

When the bludger came at him, certain to knock him off his broom if you did nothing, you huffed and adjusted the bat in your grip. With a grunt, you smacked it away, sending it spiralling across the other side of the field.

“What- what are you doing?” Potter stuttered; his eyes wide as he looked at you. They turned into saucers when he looked to your right and without thinking, you surged your broom forward and turned, the bludger striking your bat so hard the vibration reverberated right down your wrist.

“No need to thank me, Potter,” you said dryly, looking around for a blur of black in the sky. “Bludger’s enchanted; if you were smart, you’d get out of the sky.”

Out the corner of your eye, you saw Flint and Pucey sandwich one of the Gryffindor chasers, angling her into the Hufflepuff stand. You rolled your eyes at them, already vaguely irritated at the presence of your own morals, their cheating only adding further insult to injury. You couldn’t deny your annoyance that every Slytherin success was surmounted to pure cheating and they did nothing to help the case.

Turning around to reprimand Potter, you groaned when you saw him disappear into the stands followed by a flash of green and white. The bludger soared after both him and Malfoy and you ground your teeth together, reluctantly flying over.

“As Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy search for the snitch, they are followed into the stands by a bludger!” Lee Jordan’s voice rang out. “And Y/N Y/L/N?”

Loud, echoing boos filled the air as you grasped your broom, trying to listen to the sound of beams being broken by the weight of the iron ball. You rolled your eyes, barely stopping in time as the dark object whooshed in front of you, the force of it blowing a gust of wind through your quidditch robes.

As it curved in the air, preparing to circle back into the stands and no doubt maim Harry Potter, you prepared yourself. With your shoulders set back and palms gripping both your broom and bat tightly, you inhaled, watching it gather momentum. Absentmindedly, you contemplated how far Potter would fly if it hit him. Then, with a hefty swing, you sent the bludger over the top of the stands, so far that it disappeared for a few moments in the mist. The sound of your bat cracking down the middle was a horrible one, the wood pinching your palms as you grimaced. You slowied your broom down to a stop and hoped they’d give you a replacement. That is, if you were even allowed on the team anymore, after this stunt.

You only remembered why you’d cared so much about the bludger in the first place when both Potter and Malfoy rocketed out of the stands with their arms outstretched in efforts to reach the snitch you were far too far away to see. A chuckle left your lips as Malfoy hit the ground, rolling over twice before lying still, clutching his side. Potter, however, was a different story and when he tumbled to the ground, your mood soured as in his opened palm, was a shining golden glint that could only be the snitch. Applause and cheers rang out through the stadium along with Lee Jordan’s incessant shouting and you huffed, your shoulders sagging as you lowered your broom to the ground. You’d never hear the end of this, you thought crossly, knowing Flint would more than likely bar you from the team.

Strolling casually over, you didn’t even blink as the bludger soared back from where you’d hit it, never wavering from its desire to pulverise Potter. It exploded in the sky just above him as you dragged your broom across the field, only mildly interested in the swarms of people invading the pitch. You were halfway between Malfoy and Potter when you slowed to a halt, standing your broom up and watching carefully as crowds surrounded them both.

“Oi, Y/L/N!” Flint called; his anger palpable. You clicked your jaw and twisted your head to face him, clutching the handle of your broom tighter at the look on his face.

“What the bloody hell was that?”

“The bludger was-“

“I don’t give a shit! Why weren’t you paying attention to the game?”

“Me?” you said indignantly and probably far too loudly. “I was the only one that bloody noticed that bludger going after Potter.”

“That was fine by us,” he said, shrugging. “With Potter out the way, we’d win the match easily.”

“You’re such a fucking troll, Flint,” you snapped. He lunged at you, only for you to slam your hands into his chest, pushing him back.

“Don’t forget whose side you’re on, Y/L/N,” his breathing was ragged as he got close to your face. “Helping Potter’s done you no favours.”

“Helping?” someone called from behind you. “She wasn’t bloody helping anybody!”

You turned around to see the Gryffindor team collecting behind you, the Weasley twins looking decidedly angry as they glowered at you.

“She was firing bludgers at Harry the whole bloody game,” George said gruffly.

You grumbled, tilting your head to the side, already done with the whole debacle.

“He’s lucky he’s alive!” Fred added, scowling. “What, with her stalking him the whole time!”

“Oh really?” you asked, turning to the twins, the air turning tense. “Where were you idiots, then? He’s on your bloody team, isn’t he?”

“Hey!” George leant forward, his fist clenching at his side. “That’s not-“

“That was blatant cheating,” Wood interrupted, his voice stern.

“Remind me, Wood; isn’t hitting the bludger at the other team the beater’s job?” Flint asked, though judging by the dirty look he sent you, you were inclined to believe that his intention wasn’t to stick up for you.

“This is different, Flint. That bludger-“

“Was enchanted!” you said, throwing your arms up, only to catch the eye of George, who seemed more irked than ever.

“So that’s your excuse, is it? Bloody enchanted, eh?”

“Have you ever seen a bludger behave like that, you moron?” you countered, leaning closer to him, itching to just punch him in the jaw.

“Typical Slytherin,” he muttered, his red brows drawn together. “Cheats, the lot of you.”

You started forward, beyond prepared to start a fight when Professor McGonagall stepped between you, fixing her glare first on you before turning it to George.

“I think we have more pressing matters to deal with,” she said pointedly. “Don’t you?”

You stepped backwards, still simmering with anger as you looked at Weasley, who also appeared barely able to control himself.

“Like restoring Mr Potter’s bones, perhaps?” she stared icily at Wood for a moment. “Or maybe Mr Malfoy’s ribs?”

Her stare trailed back to you and her lips twitched and if it hadn’t been for Malfoy’s overly-dramatic groan, you thought she’d probably have never looked away. With a miffed huff, you turned on your heel and stormed off, muttering under your breath.

You didn’t see George Weasley again until Professor Lockhart’s stupid duelling club. You were peeved enough that you had to be taught by a glorified mannequin, but having to navigate around all the spiders that kept cropping up everywhere was slowly pushing you over the edge. George Weasley was just the icing on the cake.

“You know, Fred,” he started, a teasing grin on his lips. “I wouldn’t be surprised if Y/N was the Heir of Slytherin.”

You rolled your eyes, purposefully stepping backwards to grind your heel into his foot. You were rewarded with a little yelp, but you stiffened when you felt him come closer behind you.

“Careful, George,” Fred said, the smile in his voice evident. “You could get yourself petrified.”

You scoffed, turning around sharply, surprised to see George’s face so close to your own.

“Oh, yes, Weasley!” you whispered rather loudly. “You’ve cracked the bloody case; I just go around petrifying people for the fun of it! Brilliant detectives, you prats are.”

They mocked your words, wobbling their heads from side to side as you whipped back to face Lockhart, suitably aggravated as you crossed your arms over your chest. A Hufflepuff from one of the lower years turned around to shush you and in turn, received the full brunt of your anger as you tutted loudly.

“Oh, piss off, Finch-Fletchley.”

Your mood only soured further when George snorted behind you.

Why George Weasley pissed you off so much you couldn’t say. Your head-butting was indisputably his fault with his catty remarks and stupid pranks and all just because you were a Slytherin. It would’ve been a lie, though, to say that you didn’t return the favour. Justifiably, though, you thought. Ever since your first year, it had always been the same; you and Weasley at each other’s throats, somewhat enjoying having somebody to hate, somewhat enjoying the rush of arguing with someone. Thankfully, though, you didn’t have to think about him a lot; you were rarely in the same classes and when you could, you just ignored him for the sake of your own wellbeing.

When you saw Harry Potter and the youngest Weasley boy, Ron, in the corridor, though, spying on the teachers as they examined one of the messages that had been sprouting up all over the castle, you couldn’t help but think of George. His little sister was missing and despite every insult you’d thrown his way, you felt bad for him. You knew that you should’ve reported them for being in the corridors when they shouldn’t have been, but you watched Ron’s expression go from upset to desolate as his eyes settled on you and with a quick decision you hoped you wouldn’t regret, you turned away. They whispered to each other as you walked in the opposite direction, confused as to why you acted as if you hadn’t even seen them.

You did, in the end, regret your kind gesture, and any other you’d done in the past, when George stormed into Slytherin common room, barrelling past the charms and stopping short right in front of you, panting like a stampeding rhinoceros. You clenched your jaw, standing up so that you were chest to chest.

“Was it you?” he asked, cutting straight to the chase.

You narrowed your eyes, fully aware of the dozens of ears eavesdropping on your conversation.

“Was what me?” you said slowly, trying to contain your anger. He really didn’t have a clue, did he? He never did.

“Oh, you know what,” he spat, joined by his brother Fred. You rolled your eyes, knowing that if everyone wasn’t already staring at you, they sure were now. “My sister.”

You bit back every retort you wanted to spout and instead leant forward, poking at his chest with your finger.

“Weasley,” you said, your voice level, but rippling with barely concealed irritation. “I’m sorry about your sister.”

“Yeah, well, you would say that- what?” he stopped, visibly taken aback.

“I heard about your sister,” you said, dropping your hand and looking at his chest. “I’m sorry she was taken. I didn’t do it.”

Fred, along with the rest of the common room, watched your jaw clench before you exhaled. The toll attempting to be civil to George Weasley was taking on your composure was obvious.

George opened and closed his mouth like a fish and, had you seen, you would’ve mocked him, but you didn’t notice. Your just lifted your chin as you sat down, turning back to your book and pretending that you could concentrate on the words with your heart thumping so loudly in your ears. You didn’t look up until he fled the room, his twin hot on his tail.

After that altercation, you didn’t see much of the twins. The castle seemed to somehow go back to normal, the petrified students reanimated again and the blood washed off of the walls like it was never there. Potter smiled at you in the corridors sometimes as well and though you didn’t mean for it, he always noticed the slight curl of your lips in response.

That particular day, you were lurking near the doorway of the Great Hall, waiting for the house-elves to bring out food for you to take on the train home.

As you dug dirt out from under your fingernails, you watched Granger walk past looking a lot less lifeless than the last time you saw her. She stopped in front of you, her smile faltering slightly under your stare, your eyebrow raised in question.

“I see you’re up and moving again, Granger,” you said offhandedly, hoping she would actually do something other than stare. “Can I help you with something?”

Her eyes narrowed slightly as she looked at you before she just shook her head, scuttling off to where Potter and Ron Weasley were sitting at the Gryffindor table. You rolled your eyes at her as someone clearing their throat next to you drew your attention. You grimaced at the sight of Fred and George.

“Uh,” George said, his face alone enough to flare your irritation. “Harry told me that the bludger at the start of the year was enchanted by a house-elf.”

You stared at him passively for as long as you could before your anger bubbled over.

“So, you blamed me for the work of a bloody house-elf? Oh, right, yes, cheers, George,” you said sharply, watching Fred scurry away, leaving you facing his brother alone.

“Well-“ George said indignantly before you cut him off, leaning closer.

“And let’s not forget that you also blamed me for what You-Know-Who did in the ‘chamber of secrets’-“

“Right, I’m trying to say sorry here,” he said plainly, scowling.

“You what?” you asked, rather breathless after your little rant.

“I’m trying to say that I’m sorry for being such a git,” he said, the air thick as he waited for any semblance of a reaction on your face. “And to say thanks, you know... for not telling on Harry and Ron.”

George expected many things when you opened your mouth then: shouting, insults, a punch perhaps, maybe even a hex. What he did not expect, was rationality and fairness.

“Alright,” you nodded, your expression still hard.

“Alright?”

“Yes, fine, I accept your apology.”

“What?” he said, the stupidly confused look on his face stoking your rage again.

“Are you thick? I said I’m accepting your apology.”

“I didn’t expect you to accept.”

You bit the inside of your cheek to calm yourself down.

“Well, you don’t know a lot about me, Weasley,” you said, your voice surprisingly soft and almost religiously guarded.

He relaxed a little, strangely curious all of a sudden.

“I suppose I don’t…” he said, a wary grin pulling at his cheeks. “Maybe we could be friends?”

In fairness, he’d said it more to judge your reaction than anything; to test the waters between you.

You stared at his outstretched hand with a deadpan look.

“Don’t push it.”

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tanoraqui · 4 years ago

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okay I have to do this today because even I wouldn’t do it after the godforsaken finale airs, and it’s basically my specialty and I did spend like an hour thinking about it last night while washing dishes. Definitely partly inspired by @words-writ-in-starlight‘s insightful post on everything Supernatural did wrong, and apologies in advance to all the characters for dragging them into anything related to Christian mythology:

Wei Wuxian’s parents die in a house fire when he’s 6(? I refuse to look anything up) months old

Jiangs are a hunter family I guess? That whole disaster of a family dynamic, except WWX dips out at some point to be idk an environmental activist bc at the time, that seems like the larger threat to the whole world. “Mom and Dad went on a hunting trip and they haven’t come back”, “bitch” “jerk”, 2 brothers in a beat-up old car, you know the drill

Jins are also an old hunting family, but more Men of Letters energy - they have a fancy bunker and do research and avoid getting their actual hands dirty. Jiang Yanli ducked out of the active hunting life a few years ago to be happily married to her peacock and settled down with a baby and she’s fine. We’re not going to bother Yanli. She’s safe and happy and doesn’t need to involved in any of this

so, WWX is the demon blood child developing exciting new abilities like telekinesis, mind control, exorcising demons by sheer force of will...etc, and Jiang Cheng is the Righteous Man. Lucifer, Michael, etc.

s1-3 probably proceeds more or less as spn canon...which I more or less remember...by the time they find their parents at the end of s1, Jiang Fengmian is...ugh, we probably shouldn’t kill him offscreen, I mean, we should probably meet him before he dies. I guess. Madam Yu lasts longer because I’m way more interested in her. But we do know that both Jiang parents are totally inclined to fling the boys into a metaphorical or literal escape boat and go hold the line for as long as possible, so...that’s spn energy...

Xue Yang is the one who’s like “fuck yeah, demon powers” and opens the gates of Hell, because I want him to have nice* things

*nice for Xue Yang

from characterization rather than memory, I’m 90% sure that Dean tried to hide his crossroads deal from Sam, but Jiang Cheng does it...better. I think it does come out, though. Right before the hellhounds do.

here’s where it starts to go farther off from spn canon. Jiang Cheng crawls his way out of the grave, gets stalked by a menacing presence that explodes windows for an episode, incidentally can’t find WWX...*Lan Wangji voice* “I’m the one who gripped you tight and raised you from Perdition” (a baller line then and a baller line now)...and then the next episode starts with them all awkwardly standing around, and JC is like, “ok well let’s go find my brother then”, and you think there’s going to be an mdzs-riffing JC+LWJ Roadtrip To Find WWX...and they’re immediately attacked by like a dozen demons

in fact, the first time we see WWX in s4 is here, wherein he goes toe to toe with an angel and...holds his own. that’s new and terrifying! also is leading a squad of demons??

because here’s the thing: for the last 3(?) months, there’s been war in hell

because unlike Some People Mooses, upon finding out that his brother’s soul was legally nearly-owned by a crossroads demon, heir-apparent-to-Satan!WWX went, “actually fuck that” and kicked open the door of Hell (metaphorically, not loosing any demons this time) and was like, “who do I have to beat the shit out of to get a specific crossroads contract around here”

this did not work, obv. He didn’t know until it was too late, Lilith had already snapped up the contract, etc. etc.

obviously he also tried to offer himself instead, and got rejected for some reason

Since Jiang Cheng died, however, there’s been a war for control of Hell. Leading one side, Lilith, the Original Babe, who wants to break all 666(?) seals keeping Lucifer bound and in the meantime, break the Righteous Man so Heaven won’t even have Michael’s destined host ready for the Final Battle. Leading the other side, Wei Wuxian, infamous upstart, who wants to rescue the Righteous Man and restore him to life, tear Lilith’s guts out through her nose, and also stop her from doing the Lucifer thing because Wen Qing explained that yes, that’s a Thing, and it’s Bad.

Wen Qing! I’ve decided to combine Bela and Ruby’s roles and let WQ be both the cool badass example of how demon deals can go Bad and the demon deliberately leading our heroes astray for most of s3-4. Wen Qing is a very new demon; she used to be some sort of herbalist/witch but then she sold her soul in a crossroads deal to cure her brother of some lingering illness. 10 years of happiness and then boom, hellhounds. WQ is so obviously competent, though, that they (Lilith, I guess?) immediately offers her a job, with the promise threat that gee, that’s a nice brother you’ve got there, even with his Designated Chronic Health Condition getting all relapse-y. It’d be such a shame if something were to...happen to him...

we find this out at some point in last s3 I guess? some Monster of the Week case involves WN as a witness or something, or possible next victim, and WQ shows up to be A Normal Amount Of Invested In This, while desperately trying to avoid actually interacting with her brother (who thinks she’s dead). YES, the truth comes out; YES there’s a tearful reunion

now in s4, Wen Ning is fine actually, health-wise, bc he maybe made a crossroads deal with Wei Wuxian personally, and Wen Qing may or may not have admitted that she’s supposed to be working for Lilith to get WWX ready to host Lucifer? Or potentially that comes out later, idk. Either way, she’s 100% his top lieutenant in this exciting Hell War they’re waging

[insert whatever the hell (ha) happened plot-wise in s4 of supernatural]

we obviously mix up the relationships, too, bc it’s like, *LWJ internal monologue* I’m too young to remember my brother Lucifer as he was before he Fell, but surely Wei Wuxian is his Heir and Destined Vessel in truth, for he is Charismatic and Charming and Makes Me Feel Things, with his Clearly Feigned Righteous Drive and Compassion for All God’s Creatures and - why does heat keep pooling in the lower abdomen of my vessel when I look at his lips, which I am definitely doing a Normal and Not-Weird Amount - I’m just keeping an eye out for the famed Silver Tongue, and not in any way wondering how it would feel in my own mouth -

it’s actually DEFINITELY plausible for Lucifer to still be released even if our designated Heir Apparent is using his demon powers to his full potential and no one’s lying to each other about their motives. You just need to let Lilith be more scary too, and especially bc by “no one” I mostly mean Wen Qing; the angels are still totally hiding the fact that they, too, want to jumpstart the shit out of this apocalypse. LWJ decides at the last minute that that’s a bad idea actually, gets himself discorporated to send JC to intercept WWX because he accidentally releases Lucifer, etc. etc. Oh yeah, the boys were def fighting before this, bc JC has actually fairly reasonable concerns about the sort of things WWX is getting up to in his quest to become King of Hell...

...I neither know nor care what happens in s5

it does end with both Lucifer and Michael locked in the cage probably, bc I rather liked that solution. Fuck both of ‘em, basically.

I was toying with the idea that WWX also found Madam Yu in whatever hellish torment she was suffering after making a deal so her idiot son(s) would survive, and she was leading forces for him in the war against Lilith as well. If she came back to life somehow, body and all, it’d probably be compelling if she offered her own body to Michael - bc it’s her lineage! - and we’re all led to believe that she’s, uh, being a bitch and actually wants to risk destroying the world in order to destroy all demons...but then she seizes back control and flings herself/Michael and Lucifer into the Pit, because she’s just That Hardcore?

which means we’d actually have had her around and having characterization for most of s4-5, too, which would be fun

More importantly, it ends with newly crowned King of Hell Wei Wuxian appointing Wen Qing as Queen-Regent and ditching to go on an indefinite honeymoon with his new angel boyfriend (they’re going to fuck for like three weeks straight, then roll up their sleeves and go conquer Heaven in the name of free will), and Jiang Cheng gets to live out his hitherto-unknown-to-himself life’s ambition to be the sugar baby of the Queen of Hell. It’s very Hades/Persephone, except he goes back down to the underworld at least once a month. He gets his own demon squad whom he trains up in all the hunting techniques and it’s gr9. Wen Qing is reforming the crossroads deal process to make it more fair to the humans.

the end

Addenda:

it should go without saying but Jiang Yanli is definitely a recurring character, like, at least once a season there’s a filler episode where they go to Jiang Yanli’s for dinner and have to get along as a family, and also do the much easier job of defeating some sort of terrible demon that gets loose in the bunker and turns the evening into a horror movie. She’s their main research/emotional check-in person, a la Bobby, more often appearing in later seasons when there’s, uhhh, more to emotionally check in about.

Jin Zixuan is actually a perfectly competent hunter; he’s just a priss and we don’t Like him

we like Mianmian, though. Oh, I guess the official Hunter’s Guild or w/e tries to declare WWX a public enemy on account of the whole “King of Hell” thing and she’s like “actually what if you’re morons and assholes?” and joins hte team in s4 or 5? Yeah.

idk how the 3zun disaster happens in this ‘verse but I do encourage it to be happening in slow motion as a recurring subplot for several seasons. NMJ is a hunter, LXC is obv an angel, and JGY is...I wanna say one of the more human monsters, like a vampire? Or, you know, something that could be born from JGS sleeping with someone/something he shouldn’t have

#mdzs #the untamed #supernatural #ficlet #my fic #spn #ugh it'll probably fuck up hte bullet points again

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angelswithcigarettes · 4 years ago

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“A new family”

Summary: Morgan takes Spencer with him to Chicago for a week over his mother's birthday.

Series: The journey of finding a home [Part 3]

Series Summary: With getting Spencer on the team, Gideon gets him out of the hands of his abusive Father. He knows his team are the right people to show him the kindness of this world but even if he was supposed to be one of the greatest profiler ever seen he didn't expect Morgan to be the one that puts the most effort into it.

Warnings: Rape/Non-Con, Past Child Abuse

Relevant Tags: Autistic Spencer Reid, Anxiety

Pairing: Derek Morgan/Spencer Reid

Word Count: 15181

Chapters: 9/9

First Chapter:

[If you haven’t read the previous parts this will probably just confuse you]

"Button it up" First it seemed like a great idea, taking Spencer with him when Morgan's leaves for a week over his mothers birthday like Morgan does every year but now,he is not entirely sure anymore. Stressed he fixes Spencer's collar and then grabs the sweater vest from the bed to pull over. "Spencer arms up." He doesn't know in what world his mind is stuck but its definitely not the same as he is.

Zoning out,not being responsive was something that got more and more since Gideon left and he doesn't know how to stop it.

The doctor guessed he does it to get away from the word he is living in but that he could have answered himself.

"Hey, baby boy" Gently he nudges his cheek. "You don't seem to exited to meet my family. He just shakes his head and looks down again. "Talk to me what is wrong?"

Rossi had strongly advised against taking Spencer with him, that Spencer would be must better off staying here but it's gonna be his family too one day, at least Morgan hopes and it's time he meets them so of course Rossi had helped Spencer filling out the paper work to use his vacation days and they had surprised Morgan with it, who thought it would take him a lot of begging to get Hotch to let them have a vacation at the same time but apparently he didn't mind at all.

Frustrated Spencer lets his head fall back and Morgan has no idea why so he steps closer placing his arms on his shoulder and holding his head on his palms, teasing him with his fingers. "C'mon you know what will be happening today."

"I would rather not know."

"What's with the attitude?"

"I don't want to meet your stupid family." He moves his head upright again and then takes his hand to push Morgan away.

"That is not true last night you were all excited."

"Now I don't want to meet them anymore."

"Why not?"

"I don't care about them. I don't want to meet them. It's stupid that we fly down there."

"Well we are going to so either put on your vest or don't. Emily is gonna be here in twenty five minutes and will drive us to the airport." Sometimes he feels like he is scolding a child but on the other hand he knows that Spencer must be nervous and anxious about the whole thing and that he tends to get like this rather than telling Morgan he is nervous.

When Emily indeed does arrive and Morgan picks up their bags Spencer starts grabbing the strap of his bag holding him back. "You want to carry it?" Morgan asks patiently but Spencer just keeps pulling until Morgan let's go and then he takes the bag and Morgan walks out first putting the bag into her car but when Spencer doesn't follow him and he goes looking for him Spencer is upstairs emptying the bag and when Morgan tries to stop him he starts trashing in his hold, yelling to Morgan to let him go to the point were Emily comes upstairs to check on them. "Spencer please"

"I am not going. I am not going." Morgan is kneeling in front of Spencer who is taking everything out of the bag and stuffs it into the closet. "I am not gonna met your stupid mom or your stupid sisters. I don't want to know them."

"Why not?" Emily can see Morgan letting his shoulder slump and she wishes she knew how to help him.

"I won't go with you to Chicago. I am not gonna meet your family. I don't care about your cousins and uncles and all those stupid people."

"What is it with the stupid?"

"They are all idiots. Family members are idiots."

"You never met my family don't say that."

"Family members are morons. They are stupid. They are annoying and fucking unbearable." He hits against the nightstand behind him with his elbow, multiple times and Morgan comes to the realisation that this is maybe not about his but Spencer's own family.

"Stop with the hitting, come here." He continues for a few times and then crawls over the bag into Morgan's arm hiding his face in his neck while he cries. "Spencer can you listen to me?" A nod. "I know that this isn't easy for you but your and my family are not the same. My mom is a very lovely women who is very exited to meet you and so are my sisters. They have been asking for you all week and my older sister is already married and she has a very nice husband. And my younger older sister has a boyfriend that I have to meet first but from what I heard he is a real gentleman too. And when we met all of them." Morgan makes a short break adjusting Spencer's legs. "We will meet the rest and I have some very noisy aunts but they are just as kind hearted as the rest of us and I have a few cousins and my uncles and I am sure they will love you some of my cousins will even bring their kids. You like kids do you?"

A shy nod, while Spencer plays with the zipper of Morgan's jacket.

"And I don't know how your family celebrations looked like but they will all be coming to my moms house celebrating the big sixty and there is a lot of food and some drinks and it's summer so people can sit in and outside and when it gets to much we can sneak off to my room were we will, just like we talked about, stay." Spencer sniffs quietly and Morgan was relived that he seemed to be calmed down a little bit. "I know this is scary and I know that you try your best but nothing bad will happen on that birthday. I will be there the whole time and no one in my family would ever lay a finger on you."

"My mom is lovely too"

"I know." Morgan shifts on the floor and then pulls the bag closer. "Come on we pack this bag again. Calmly. And if we make it in time it's okay if not we take the flight later today."

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The Falcon and the Winter Soldier, ep 3

Good morning!

Spoilers! of course

Previously on:

The new Captain America is a massive tool, but his buddy, "Battlestar" (lol), is a little bit adorable. They work for something called the Global Repatriation Council, which sounds like a bureaucratic delight and joy.

Bucky got arrested for skipping his therapy appointment to go to Germany (nothing good ever happens to you in Germany, Bucky. Stop going to Germany.) on a mission with Sam (the mission went badly). And once he's sprung from the clink, he and Sam are suckered into the most awkward team therapy session in many an age. Things Are Said and everybody ends up mostly feeling pretty bad about everything.

Speaking of feeling pretty bad about everything — we discover there was a black super soldier in the US Army during the Korean war who was repaid for his service by being imprisoned and made a lab rat for thirty years. Just as awful as it sounds.

Also our pseudo-terrorists from the first episode turn out to be a pack of idealistic kids who grew up in a blipped world and whose goals are probably as murky to them as they are to me. They, however, have pissed off somebody much bigger and badder (probably by stealing super soldier serum).

To find just what in the sam hill was going on with the super soldier serum being out in the wild, Bucky suggested they go talk to that very stable and rational repository of Hydra knowledge, Zemo. I'm sure this will go swimmingly.

I've got my chips and guac and beer, it's 12:30 a.m., and I'm ready for some good ol' fashioned fisticuffs! Bring it, Marvel,

And we open with a sunny, smiley propaganda ad for the Global Repatriation Council. Helping you get back to the way things used to be. Reset. Restore. Rebuild. Cut to a shady black police van with the GRC logo and militarized police hop out along with Captain Massive Tool and the shield that really shouldn't be his. They seem nice.

"Don't give them a second to delete, shred, or breathe," says Captain Biggest Bestest Hero Ever as they prepare to breach a graffiti covered building. Ah, it's the hideout in Munich where Karli and the flag stompers gang were bunked last episode. The owner refuses to give up any info, calls them brutes, spits in Captain Tool's face, and Captain Biggest Bestest Hero Ever roughs him up and yells "Do you know who I am?" The owner replies for us all, "yes, I do, and I don't care."

Captain Tool leaves and grumbles about not having intel on that super dangerous criminal 12-year old, Karli. Battlestar (lol) points out she's giving shelter and meds to displaced people, and so they're loyal. And I'm just going to let that go at this point, because last ep she was on about how the GRC only cared about helping the returning people and not the people who were there all along, and the Flag Smashers wanted to return the world to how it was during the blip. But now suddenly they're all about helping the displaced, who I thought were the ones who were gone, thus, you know, being displaced when they come back to a world that's moved on without them. And I'm letting it go …. now.

Or not. I mean, I guess we could say that they're helping the displaced the GRC doesn't want to help, because they're not politically useful or the GRC is funneling its massive resources somewhere else. Or … something. Like I said, it's all very murky at the moment. I could keep watching and probably discover the answer. And I'm sure the GRC is corrupt as hell, so you go Karli! Though, she's like 16 (okay, maybe early 20s), and I'm not sure how she's managed this level of pull and resources in the few months since the great Un-Blippening and also she's got like a team of 8 (or 7, one died last ep) and she's not exactly oozing charisma. But, never mind. Moving on. For real this time.

That's all my way of saying that 3:48 into this episode and I'm already super done with Captain Massive Tool.

In Berlin, Bucky and Sam are visiting Zemo in prison. How'd they get permission? The guard seems very chill about them being there, he even leaves so Bucky and Sam can go to Zemo's cell alone. Which is so very weird. Are they hoping somebody will shank the weirdo who sits in his cell listening to opera and playing chess all day? "Oh no, he's dead, how sad. Heinrich! Get the mop!"

Anyway, Bucky says he'll go in alone, because Sam's an Avenger and Zemo doesn't really have warm fuzzy feelings for Avengers. Sam, who is currently in possession of the duo's one (1) brain cell, remembers how Zemo literally stalked Bucky and tried to frame him for a bombing and mass murder. "He was obsessed with Hydra. We have a history together," is Bucky's very questionable counter-argument. Well, I mean, technically yes, I guess.

Seriously, they just let him walk right in. Wow.

Zemo steps out of the improbably dark recesses of his cell and immediately starts reciting the Winter Soldier control words. "I just wanted to see how the new you reacts to the old words." By staring. It's his thing.

"For what it's worth, I'm sorry. It was never personal." I don't know why, but this made me laugh. His delivery is great. It's just like "hey man, good to see you again, hope you got past that whole framing you for murder and the global manhunt thing. Sorry and all. I just really hated your BFF for that time he dropped a city on my family. Bygones, amiright?"

Bucky skips the chat. "Somebody recreated the super soldier serum. I need to find out who." Ah, Zemo is super interested. But, of course. He killed all the other Soldiers, he wouldn't be keen on others around, would he?

Zemo knows where to begin looking for the answer. Cut to Sam and Bucky walking around in a dark room full of some sort of vague equipment (ah, it's a garage), Sam regretting every life decision he's ever made that led him to this point "what are you talking about you want to break Zemo out of jail? Where the hell are we? Buck, have you lost your mind?" Stupidity, who knows, and yes.

"Zemo's going to mess with our minds. Especially yours. No offense." "Offense." lol idiots.

Bucky finds the lights. They argue some more about Zemo. "Super soldiers go against everything he believes in. He is crazy, but he still has a code." Sam's like, yeah, I saw his code, it was blow shit up and kill a lot of people. Sam cannot believe he is hearing this crap right now and he's got to be like "steve rogers, if you weren't 106 I would beat your ass for leaving me with this moron".

"Let me just walk you through a hypothetical. Can I walk you through a hypothetical?" Sam, feeling those cold, tingly chills, the slowly creeping horror of realization, "What did you do?" "I didn't do anything," Bucky lies like the terrible liar he is. Wow he's a bad liar.

Cut back to Zemo's prison cell. Zemo ticks another off the "creepy euro villain" checklist, when Bucky randomly asks what he's reading and Zemo says Machiavelli. But of course. He's hiding something in his book. A key card.

Meanwhile, in the garage Bucky is explaining things to Sam. "The weakest point of any system isn't the software, or the hardware, it's the meatware." lol elegantly put, Bucky. "The human element."

Anyway, to sum up, Bucky's already broken Zemo out of prison. Poor Sam, the look on his face as Bucky hypotheticals through all the steps of the breakout, I laughed so hard.

Sam: “i hate everything, especially this asshole”

"And where are we?" Sam asks, very fed up with Things.

The door opens and here comes Zemo in his purloined guard's uniform.

"You're going back to prison!" "We need him, Sam." Zemo, politely, "If I may—" "NO!" "NO!"

Argue argue argue. Bucky makes a weird pitch about how Steve didn't sign the Sokovia Accords and neither did Sam and, they went all illegal and on the run, they did it for him and so he's asking Sam to do that again. I mean, Sam's still slightly cheesed about that, Bucky. But, it seems to work, and Sam agrees with A Great Deal Of Reluctance.

Zemo's just standing there all quiet and well-mannered as they go through this, like he's their little pet whackjob.

The garage is full of classic cars belonging to Zemo and they're full of weapons and other goodies. He says he spent years tracking down all the Hydra people who might know how to make the serum, because if it's out there, then somebody could create an army of people like the Avengers. He's taking clothes out of one of the cars and finds a purple ski mask, which he stealthily slips into a bag. Nobody cares about your weird purple mask, Zemo, I've thought that thing was dumb for 30 years.

"To do this, we'll have to scale a ladder of low-lifes." heh

Next they go to an airfield. In Germany. You guys, come on.

Anyway, Zemo owns a plane, he's rich, his family was royalty, he's a baron. Sam's like 'wtf?' Bucky just rolls with everything. Or he does until they're on the plane later and Zemo has somehow lifted Bucky's book of amends and decides to read through it. "Who is Nakajima?" And Bucky's got him by the throat.

Sam's all hey that's Steve's book. "I told him about Trouble Man, he wrote it in that book. Did you hear it? What did you think?" "I like 40s music, so…" "You didn't like it?!?!?!?!" "I liked it." Zemo chimes in, "It is a masterpiece, James. Complete, comprehensive. It captures the African-American experience." lol wtf

"Everybody loves Marvin Gaye," Sam is so offended. "I like Marvin Gaye," Bucky says, probably trying to remember 'who is Marvin Gaye?' "Steve *adored* Marivn Gaye," Sam insists. lol. I like Marvin Gaye, Sam.

Zemo starts going off about Steve, and how the danger with those heroes and super soldiers is they're put on a pedestal and we forget about their flaws. And while he's not wrong, he also clearly wants Sam to throw him out of that airplane.

"Do we want to live in a world with people like the Red Skull? No. That is why we're going to Madripoor." Ahh Madripoor, I haven't thought about that place in a long, long time. A wretched hive of scum and villainy, iirc. Ah, yes, Zemo and Bucky confirm.

Zemo says they can't go as themselves and Bucky's going to have to "become someone you claim is gone". Bucky looks Deeply Unhappy.

On to a GRC resettlement camp in Latvia. Karli is playing soccer with some young kids. Because of the good-natured idealism. She's summoned to a hospital bed, in a ward stuffed with beds in an old, fancy building that's seen better days. Somebody is dying and she's crying at their bedside. Her mom maybe?

Back to Madripoor. It's a glittering city of colorfully-lit skyscrapers. The trio are walking across a bridge to give us a picturesque view and exposit about what they'll be doing. Sam is wearing a very questionable suit with like a black and red floral pattern and yellow-green circles. Or something. I can't tell what's going on with that thing. He says he looks like a pimp. Well no, but it is a terrible suit. Zemo calls it fashion forward, but Zemo wears a great coat with a fur collar and a purple ski mask. Don't take fashion tips from Zemo.

He says Sam will play a "sophisticated, charming, African rake, named Conrad Mack. Aka the Smiling Tiger." Sam is still not thrilled, "even has a bad nickname." Though, yes, the original dude does dress that poorly and he looks like Sam, so suck it up, Sam.

Fortunately they don't have to walk all the way across the bridge (it is a long ass bridge), they're met by a car about halfway and Zemo says they have to super duper stay in character no matter what happens.

The car is surrounded by elaborately decorated motorcycles ridden by very armed people. Hell of a welcome wagon. They're escorted to a graffitied, crumbling underpass, presumably the entrance to Low Town. It's part Macao, part Kowloon, part Jakarta, crammed full of neon and people and ramshackle buildings piled together in a maze of narrow streets, rails, and weird building-to-building bridges. Good set design.

Everybody is "fashion forward" and very heavily armed. They pass a wall with the words "Power Broker Is Watching". That's the charming fellow Karli and her do-gooders stole from.

They enter a bar decorated with golden baboon skulls and koi fish. Zemo asks "are you ready to comply, Winter Soldier?" he's attracted attention from unsavory sorts. I mean, more unsavory than the already unsavory sorts who fill the bar. The bartender is surprised to see Zemo and the Smiling Tiger. Zemo asks for Selby.

Somebody at a nearby table pulls a hood over her head, and by somebody I mean Sharon Carter. NOT SUBTLE SHARON!

Bartender asks the Smiling Tiger if he wants the usual and Sam silently nods. The bartender seems suspicious, but he takes a pickled snake out of a jar, cuts something out of it, drops it in a glass and places it in front of Sam who's like 'what in the actual I am going to puke'. lol Sam bravely tosses it back and does not puke no matter how much he really wants to and he really wants to. Bucky's being the Winter Soldier and is not at all laughing in his head about this.

A power broker minion comes over and tells Zemo he's not welcome there. Zemo says if PB wants him to leave, he can talk to him himself or bring Selby. The minion looks at Bucky and asks if he got a new haircut. Bucky gives him pure murder face. So the Power Broker and his minions know the Winter Soldier, so they were Hydra? Or, I guess, they all ran in the same shady circles.

Anyway, PUNCHING AT LAST! Power Broker minions approach to remove Zemo and Zemo tells the Winter Soldier to attack. Bucky is not pleased, but I am, because now there's punching. It's just been the sort of week that needs punching to improve it. Bar brawl! It's a lopsided fight, Bucky's wiping the floor with these dudes and the suspicious bartender is moving away to make a call.

"It didn't take much for him to fall back into form," Zemo tells Sam. Shut your pie hole, Zemo. Aw, now the guns come out and the fight's over. Zemo calls off the Winter Soldier and the bartender tells them Selby will see them.

Selby is lounging in her backroom, listening to 50s french pop, and hanging out with lizards and piles of cash. As you do. She'd like to know why Zemo is there and by the way wasn't he in prison? She makes a weird purring sound at Sam. lol. I like her. The actress looks familiar but I can't place her. Anyway.

Zemo says if she tells them what she knows about the super soldier serum, he'll give her the Winter Soldier and his control words. Then Zemo weirdly fondles Bucky's face and like rubs at the cleft in his chin. lol. fucking weirdo.

Selby is charmed. She says she's glad she didn't kill him straight away. Weirdos of a feather, I suppose. Anyway, she says the serum is in Madripoor and developed by Dr. Wilfred Nagel. He was working for the PB. She won't give up Nagel's location for free, though. …and Sam's phone rings. Pro tip, Sam: turn off your phone when you go into meetings with deeply shady crime bosses.

Everybody stops and stares at him and he just sort of lets it ring. It's his sister. Dude, just turn it off. Too late. Selby wants him to answer it on speaker. Okay, well, she'll kill you either way, so just refuse the call and get ready for punching and running. So, he answers it.

Sarah says she needs to talk to him about the situation and he wants her to say exactly what situation. So, she says the one with the boat, dummy, and are you high? So he's going to play this off as a Doing Crime phone call. And it kind of works until Sarah calls him Sam. Selby's like wtf kill them and then she gets shot in the chest by … I don't know who? somebody from the outside. Now this trio of geniuses is going to get blamed for it. Immediately a bounty for them goes out to like everybody in Low Town. lol. That went well, guys.

And the shooting starts, they run. Except not so great for Sam who we just discovered is wearing heels. "I can't run in these heels!"

Here come the bikers. And they get picked off by somebody in a nearby warehouse. Oh, is that Sharon? Yep. And she's salty .When asked what she's doing there, "I stole Steve's shield, remember? I also took the wings for your ass so you (sam) could save his ass (bucky) from his ass (zemo)." lol. She didn't have any backup so she's off the grid in Madripoor. Did nobody think to clear her after everybody was all heroic and then pardoned after the Un-Snappening? Come on, guys.

She's better than they deserve and despite being bitter, she says she's got a place in High Town they can hide.

Sharon runs a gallery selling stolen masterpieces and other hot craft goodies. The creators of this show bless us with a long shirtless Sam scene as he changes out of this Smiling Tiger duds and apologizes to Sharon. She says she'd be arrested if she went back to the States and Madripoor doesn't allow extradition. Besides, she muses, heroing is hypocritical bullshit. Right Sam, since you gave up the shield and all. And Sam's all "bwhu?"

Then she turns her bitter on Bucky and asks how the new Cap is and Bucky's like "i hate him the most" and she's all 'come on', she knows he buys into all that heroic bullshit, "before you were his (zemo) pet psychopath you were Mr America, Cap's best friend." Well, no before that he was the Winter Soldier long before Zemo.

"Wow, she's kind of awful now," Bucky tells Sam. lol. You really get a sense of how much Bucky lucked out with his goat farm. Thanks Wakanda!

Sam gets them back to the point and wants to know where Nagel is, though Sharon says they should stay out of it to be safe. Sam presses, he says he can help clear Sharon's name and she's like 'wow, bargaining with my life?' but he gives her a Cap-worth speech about trying. "They cleared the bionic staring machine and he's killed almost everybody he's met." "I heard that," Bucky says from ten feet away. "I don't trust charity." You just tried to guilt him about bargaining with your life, Sharon!

Anyway, they strike a deal.

Zemo's being suspiciously quiet.

Then they go to a rave. Madripoor is party central. Sharon's gallery is hosting a party for clients and whatnot. She'll see what she can find. For some reason she invites the boys to join her at the party because hiding from the bounty on them and probably also from the Power Broker means walking into parties packed full of the sort of people who buy expensive stolen goods in Madripoor, like say, the Power Broker or his wealthier minions.

Zemo's just happy to be out of prison. The shot of him dancing. lol.

Sharon finds a lead on Nagel and the next day this quartet of galaxy brains heads to the docks. Nothing bad ever happens when you go look for scientists at the docks. No sir. And he is apparently hanging out in a shipping container. Sharon's like hurry up you've got a bounty on your heads and I'm sick of you three already.

The container is empty, but Sharon insists it's the right one. Zemo goes in and finds the false back which leads to a set of stairs going up. "Comin' Home Baby" is playing in the distance. I know I always listen to Mel Torme when I'm tinkering on gene-altering serums in my secret shipping container lab.

They find Dr. Nagel, who is not keen on chatting but he's willing to maybe listen to offers. He's definitely the mad scientist type.

Sharon, keeping watch outside, spots trouble. Some bad guys heading towards the container. She attacks! Moar punchies! Or beating the shit out of people with a baton. It's eleventy zillion bounty hunters. How did they find them? Did that Very Wanted Trio maybe go to a very popular party the night before, or something?

Bucky attempts to persuade Nagel with his gun. Nagel says he was brought in to Hydra to work on the Winter Soldier program. Then he was recruited by the CIA. They had blood samples of a subject (Isaiah? the black super soldier from last ep), and he was able to recreate the serum off of that. "I was a god! I did what no other scientist since Erskine was able to do."

Zemo is pacing around like a very, very angry psycho about to shoot the mad scientist. Guys, maybe it wasn't a good idea to bring Zemo to the person who could create the super soldier serum, given that is the opposite of what he wants. Kill Nagel, no more super soldiers. This is gonna end bloody. Zemo seems to have found a gun hidden in the lab. Yep.

"How have we never heard about this?" Sam asks. Well Sam, it turns out Nagel was blipped. Thanks, Thanos! Anyway, when he came back the CIA project was abandoned but the Power Broker was happy to help fund him. He made 20 vials and Karli stole those. And then Karli being a super duper genius, called him a few days earlier and asked if he could help somebody dying of tuberculosis. Karli … don't call the bad guys and ask for help after you stole from them. That's like day one stuff, kiddo.

Meanwhile, Sharon is still fighting every bounty hunter in Madripoor. She's killed like twenty guys.

Sharon runs in "guys we're seriously out of time" and Zemo takes the distraction to shoot Nagel. Who didn't see that coming? Oh yeah, Sam and Bucky and Sharon. Nobody was using the one (1) brain cell today. Or Zemo was. That's what you get for loaning it to the lunatic.

And then somebody fires a freaking rocket at the shipping container lab. Man. But, can you collect a bounty if all that's left are unidentifiable, charred corpses? Nobody in Madripoor is using the brain cell today.

Now they're trapped in a burning lab that's full of probably very bad explosive chemicals and o2 tanks. And yep, it partially blows up. Zemo gets away. Or seems to have, anyway. It's a gun battle now and also arguing. lol. Sharon's like "FOR REAL YOU IDIOTS?"

Oh, here comes Zemo, stomping along the top of a shipping container, carrying his purple ski mask. He fires at a gas line, the explosion distracting the bounty hunters and giving the trio time to run. Zemo beats up some bounty hunters and then finds a convertible muscle car in a container and swings by to pick up the others. Sam is very grumpy "you're going back to jail". lol.

Sharon's like 'okay, buh-bye!', she's had enough. Aww, is she really only in one episode? Well, Sam does promise to try and get her that pardon, so …

Anyway, Bucky calls shotgun and refuses to move the seat up for Sam. Payback is sweet. Heh.

Oh, not done with Sharon yet. She meets a minion and says they've got a couple of big problems.

Lithuania. Karli and one of her pals are stalking a GRC depot. Karli's sad. Her buddy says she should take some time to mourn. But, no, she's got do-gooding to do. They chat for a bit about what they'd be doing if they weren't do-goodering. She'd be a teacher or some such. They were all in Madripoor, washed up there during the blip, put then put out when everybody returned. Hmm. Lots of expositioning. Blah blah, scary taking the serum. "But it was worth it, because this world is ours." And they're going to give it to the kids in the displacement camps. … alrighty then.

Anyway, she's convinced that now that Nagel is dead, the Power Broker will come to her begging for the rest of the serum. No, sweety, I really don't think a person like that begs. Yikes.

"So we've got the one fight ahead of us then? I'll take those odds," says her very dim buddy.

In the prison in Berlin, Captain Massive Tool is talking to the guards about how Sam and Bucky where there when Zemo escaped and the guard's all "you … you don't think they had something to do with him getting out…." World class security. I find it really grating that Captain Tool calls Sam and Bucky by their first names. It's just so weirdly familiar that it almost crosses into dismissive. Completely unearned familiarity.

Lemar says they can't just accuse Sam and Bucky without evidence, but Captain Tool seems to think they can just, you know, make it up or some shit. "If we get the job done, do you think they're going to sweat us on the how?" Fuck you, Captain Tool.

Back in Zemo's plane, Bucky's fastidiously cleaning his metal arm, like a big grumpy cat. And Sam is trying to get a lead on the person (Madani) Nagel told him Karli wanted to help. He's got Torres on it.

They get to talking about the shield and how many people died or got messed up because of it/the serum. Sam says he made a mistake giving it up and he should have destroyed it. Bucky says, "Look that shield represents a lot of things to a lot of people, including me. The world is upside down, we need a new Cap, and it ain't gonna be Walker [preach]. So before you destroy it, I'll take it from him myself." Kick his ass, Bucky!

Torres gets back to Sam just as Zemo brings them lunch. Such a good host. "They found Madani. Dead. She died in Riga, a city near the Baltic Sea." … was that last bit really necessary? Like Riga is such a mystery? Even if you don't know where it is, like, that's so weirdly clunky. Somehow I think if you don't know Riga, you probably don't have the Baltic in the map in your head, either. 'Have you ever been to London? A city on the River Thames.' 'I've always wanted to go to Los Angeles, a city near the Pacific Ocean.'

Bucky should have said "oh yeah, i love Riga. I killed a diplomat there back in '64. Great beer."

Zemo's got a place they can go and he's looking forward "to coming face to face with Karli." Not creepy at all, Zemo. Nope.

Meanwhile, the kids are raiding the GRC depot and chatting way too much and calling each other by name. Oh dear.

"Filthy Flag Smashers" grumps a soldier tied up on the floor. I can't take them at all seriously with a name like that. Karli says they had six months of supplies just sitting there. "Don't you understand, we're fighting for our lives." Are you? Why and in what way?

Okay, so this is my continuing issue here. They're trying to build up this un-Blipped world, which is great, but they're doing it through So Much Exposition and so much of it is vague. We're supposed to think the GRC are probably shady, but are they? I don't know. Could be. They're sitting on these supplies! Evil! Maybe they are, but why? Why stockpile all that? Is it being sold on a black market? Or diverted to other people? Who knows! I don't. You don't.

We're supposed to sympathize with the Flag Munchers, but they're so vague in their goals. They want the world back how it was during the Blip. Okay. How was it? I don't know. What was so great about it? What we saw in Endgame didn't look all that great. But, we saw it from a different point of view, to be sure. So, what was it like for the average person who survived? Hell if I know. Also the Munchers want to help the people in the displacement camps. Okay. So do those two goals go together? I don't know. Are all the displacement camps bad? We're meant to think so, but I don't know. Is it just some of them? Is it regional? Who, exactly, are the displaced? It seems to be a mix of those who were blipped and those who weren't. I guess. I don't know.

It's just all taken out of the Big Book Of Cliched Assumptions for Lazy Worldbuilding. Why actually do the hard work of details, when they can just fall back on tropes, make vague pronouncements about how 'bad' things are, and let us assume the answers. This might bother me less if we didn't have to spend so much time with Captain Tool and the Flag Munchers. I cannot tell you how much I currently don't care. I find this all very frustrating. I don't mean to spoil the fun. Let me look at Sam's face again:

That was better. But, I stopped too soon. We're still with the Munchers.

They're leaving the building they just looted, and there’s a bit of business I don’t care about, involving Karli’s car and how she’s not taking it, she’s going to just leave it parked, completely unsuspiciously in front of the building. And, she’s going to ride with her pal Mr. Dimbulb.

She tells him to put his seatbelt on and she's very insistent. And then her car blows up and the building catches fire and it’s very dramatic.

Her buddy's like wtf there were people in there and Karli says, "This is the only language these people understand." ARGH. Who people? Why is bombing them the only language they understand? Like, in this show, the GRC have literally DONE NOTHING. Nothing we’ve seen and nothing we’ve heard. At least have people chat about dark and dire rumors or something. Hell, they haven’t even been accused of doing anything other than ‘caring more about the people who returned than the ones who never left’ which is literally their job. sighing all night long. Maybe they’re horrible and evil and the Worst Thing Ever. But I DON’T KNOW THAT, because nothing in the show has bothered to establish that.

ANYWAY

Riga, a city on the Baltic Sea

The trio are walking down the street, Zemo expositing for us again. Sokovia was apparently swallowed by neighboring countries, erased from the map. "I don't suppose any of you bothered visiting the memorial? Of course not. Why would you?"

Bucky's looking not happy. Probably remembering '64. They get to Zemo's place and Bucky says he's going to go on a walk. Zemo and Sam go on ahead and Bucky watches until they're out of sight and he circles back and finds a beeping thingy on the ground. He notices something across the street. Ah another round beepy thing. Now he's collecting them. He steps into an alley and says, "You dropped something". Nobody immediately appears.

"I was wondering when you were going to show up." And he turns around and it's one of the Dora Milaje. She looks unhappy and she’d like to know where Zemo is. Yeah, the Wakandans are not just gonna let Zemo wander free. That's a sticky situation you got yourself in, White Wolf.

Credits.

Well, I really enjoyed the bits that didn't contain the Flag Munchers or Captain Tool. Do better with your world-building, people.

#tfatws #tfatws spoilers #tfatws liveblog #the falcon and the winter soldier #the falcon and the winter soldier spoilers #long post #sorry this got away from me

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daeva-agas · 3 years ago

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Hi I was wondering if you watched the Netflix documentary “Age of Japan,” and if you did, what did you think of it?

I don't have Netflix, so I only snagged a few scenes here and there from teasers, reviews, and other stuff. I think my dad actually have it on his other subscription (which is not Netflix), but the dramatized reenactment are VERY ugly. I don't know if I could stand putting myself through it only to listen to the experts talk.

Like, I'm actually pretty familiar with some of them and follow their websites/social media. There's maybe 2 or 3 I can kinda vouch for being solid, so the "factual" segments are probably not entirely horrible at least.

Just... if you're completely new at this, IGNORE ALL the storytelling/movie segments and just focus on listening to the historians talk. Because those reenactment/storytelling parts are garbage dumpsterfire.

Like, when it comes to the ninja/Iga episode for example. Their explanation for the Iga-mono being villager-warriors or whatever is okay. I disagree with some of the details, but it's a matter of personal interpretation. BUT, oh God I hate the "storytelling" section.

Which idiot okayed the script of Nobunaga angrily yelling about how he hates Iga? It's a stupid cliche that is so damn wrong and bad, I hate it, it should burn and be eliminated from existence. THAT IS NOT HOW THAT WHOLE THING HAPPENED. STOP ERASURING NOBU'S SON. Like, if they really wanted to show Nobu angry, they should be having him rant about what a moron his son is. Not how he hates the Iga people.

Anyway, do still be careful about the facts presented. Despite the historians being actually good, whatever they were saying were cut and edited by the production team. It’s their final say as to what they want to present on-screen, and it could be misleading. One of the historians mentioned that the way the “facts” are cut together in Netflix unfortunately presented the peasantry as a bunch of helpless poor folks. Whereas considering the fact that the peasants are the militia of the era, those people actually know how to arm themselves and fight. They’re not sitting ducks, even on a daily basis.

If you wanna hear some of the historians being interviewed about their experience/opinion of the show, listen to this:

https://samuraipodcast.com/ep165-historians-discuss-netflixs-age-of-samurai-battle-for-japan-p1

https://samuraipodcast.com/ep166-historians-discuss-netflixs-age-of-samurai-battle-for-japan-p2

#reply #anon ask #ask reply #Age of Samurai Battle for Japan #age of samurai

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silver-wield · 5 years ago

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Hi, Sliver. Sorry but I’m gonna vent a bit. I've just come back from a life-shortening encounter with some CAs and my blood is boiling. Those lunatics don't know what a civil/mature conversation is. WTF is this Cloud's resolution BS? They insist on it and repeat it like it's coming from a Bible. Bottom line, they rely solely on the English localization in their stupid arguments. These morons don’t even consider the existence of other languages.1/5

To me, Japanese is the canon language whether they wanna admit it or not. I was baffled. They stupidly cling to the use of the word “resolve” in the chapter description to justify their brain gymnastics. Anyway, I figured I'd give you the argument I gave them in case you one day need it against those delusionals. I went back to check the French translation of the chapter description and this is what it says (I’m bilingual, so I know what I’m talking about):2/5

French: Aerith, quant à elle, reste introuvable, mais les trois compagnons refusent de perdre un autre de leurs camarades. Ils sont prêts à se battre pour délivrer la jeune fille des griffes de la Shinra. English: Aerith, however, remains missing, but the three companions refuse to lose another one of their comrades. They’re ready to fight and save the young woman(girl) from Shinra’s claws. The gall these idiots had to claim my argument wasn’t logical is astronomical. 3/5

How are you supposed to have a conversation with someone who refuses to accept logic? The answer is simple: You can’t. And I’m reminded of this every time I encounter a CA. And the icing on the cake was them accusing me of being salty and aggressive when NOTHING in any of my posts implied any of that. Pft, they even said it was embarrassing that I didn’t know it was C’s resolution. And they ganged up on me like that was gonna win them the argument? GOD, what is wrong with these people?4/5

Do they even hear themselves? (I’m sure they don’t.) Oh, and they’re so delusional that they seriously believe C and A will end up together at the end of the remake. I mean, they say the remake itself was CA. For real? I so hope CloTi is finally made irrefutably canon (and I don’t care how much more brain gymnastics CAs do because let’s face it, they will) so that I can say: “IN YOUR EFFING FACES!” Thanks for listening.5/5

Oh, they're still going on about Cloud's resolution are they?

Sure, here's Cloud's resolution.

That says Aerith. That's literally the ultimania page from my copy. I took that. It says Aerith's resolution. And it's under Tifa's. And aren't they the ones who argue that Aerith's gold saucer date being listed first means it's the most important? So, I guess Tifa's is the most important now.

How does the story summary using the word resolve mean anything other than the team as a whole are determined to save Aerith? That's literally what happens. It's the plot. It says nothing about anyone's softer feelings or relates it to the resolutions other than to bookend the two main events. The resolutions are personal issues being resolved and resolved is literally telling us that what happened in the resolutions is decided and done. And since Cloud's resolution is him uniting soldier Cloud and real Cloud's feelings towards Tifa, that's why when he does see Aerith again he's not a bit interested in her. Because he's chosen Tifa. That's his resolution.

Honestly I can't wait for disc 2 so we can just get on with the story and not have to constantly defend one facet of it.

#Ship war #For the ship #For common sense

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dammitadolfnomorecake · 4 years ago

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Once Bitten, Twice Stupid prt.20

Lance wasn’t in the mood for Keith when he walked out of the conference room. Guilt gnawed at every part of his being that wasn’t currently dying of embarrassment. He’d turned into a bat again. He’d turned into a bat and cling to Keith. He could remember the way the man held him to his chest, the sound of Keith’s heart beating strong and fast beneath his warm skin. Fighting with Luis again had shaken him. Keith had... Keith had been like an anchor, Lance feeling drawn to the familiarity of his scent, his presence normally left Lance in some kind of internal chaos. Keith seemed to think they were some kind of rivals, demanding to fight him every day no matter the hour. Maybe they were rivals? They were on the wrong sides... Why did have to be Keith?! Big, dumb, emo, Keith. Who was now caught up in his business...

A breeder. What... how... how did that even happen? He’d never heard the term before and now Coran was telling him he could make babies. A real baby... and have a real family... a family he couldn’t have because he was a vampire... and even more of a freak than he’d ever thought possible. Coran had assured him that he wasn’t, that they’d get through this, that... that they were gone. No one else was listed in line Garrison is as something listed other than human... now he had a hunter to deal with... and Matt... The Matt he’d never met. Shiro was bringing him home. Shiro was convinced Lance would help him. Lance couldn’t even help himself. His presence as a danger to his friends, to his town. Coran was too lenient with his life. Nothing could be done about that until he’d changed internally... But he’d always have the memories of becoming something more twisted and weird.

“Are... are you okay?”

Keith had waited for him. Leaning against the wall, he had his arms crossed, expression and face echoing Lance’s

“What do you think?!”

Snapping, Lance immediately felt bad. Taking a deep breath, he released it slowly

“Sorry. Sorry. You never asked for any of this. You never asked for this burden at all. I’m sorry you had to take care of me. Thank you”

Keith seemed as if he had something to say, instead he looked away at a spot on the floor

“It’s kind of my fault”

“Dude, don’t go there. I don’t regret saving your life, but it’s still a little too raw to talk about”

“You’re changing, because of me”

“Thanks for the reminder. Blame won’t change things”

“You’re not okay. How are you so calm?”

Lance wasn’t calm. He was a hairs breath away from freaking the fuck out very publicly. He didn’t want to drink more blood. He didn’t want to be further away from being human. He didn’t want this weird body of his. He couldn’t go back in time, and as much as he wanted to rage at Keith, Keith had helped him when he wasn’t able to help himself

“We can’t go back in time. If we could, I would have stopped you from injecting yourself to begin with. You wouldn’t have had to worry about being turned, and you’d be with Shiro now. I understand if you don’t want to come back to Garrison. I’m sure I’ll be able to handle myself...”

“Idiot”

“Excuse me”

“Coran said we have to stay together. We can’t let you fall into the hands of other vampires. It’s my job to keep you safe. I have official orders now”

He was a job. Simply a job. The dynamic between he and Keith had changed again. Now they were allowed to train either. And he was supposed to start having urges. Going through puberty once was bad enough. He was 44. He didn’t need random boners at inappropriate times all over again

“You’re the idiot who thought he was still a vampire”

“You’re the idiot who turned into a bat”

Touché. He’d been so upset, desperate not to break in front of Luis

“For how long?”

“What?”

“How long was I a bat?”

“Three days”

Keith had been forced to baby him for three days. An embarrassed groan escaped his lips, before his heart gave a flip. His Mami was still in hospital. He’d abandoned her for three full days. She must be in so much pain and so confused... and then there was Blue. His precious princess didn’t love being alone unless it was on her terms. He’d totally skipped out on Pidge and Hunk. Though hopefully Hunk was too busy with his new girlfriend to notice. He’d called Lance after his date, talking about how perfect Shay was for near on two hours. Lance had been so happy for him. He’d tried to pay for everything, only for Shay to shoot him down. She had her own money to spend on the things she wanted, and she’d wanted to pay her share of the date now that it was finally happen. They’d had their first kiss on her doorstep, Hunk so sweet as he described the way his heart raced, and how he was so scared that he’d kiss her wrong. Shay was now in their group chat, she and Pidge got on so well that they might as well have been sisters. Hunk didn’t stand a chance when they teamed up together, Shay was exactly the type to bring him out of his shell, and him with her. That kind of thing he resigned himself to never having. He’d been pretty popular when he was younger... and in college... and not now in his 40’s mentally. He’d been known as quite the playboy but he liked to think of those days as well and truly being over. Starting something new, letting someone in, he didn’t know how to do that anymore.

“I’m sorry. Let’s... let’s get some flowers and see Mami, then head home. Garrison is pretty safe, so you don’t have to worry about the hard stuff like shopping”

Keith wrinkled his brow

“That’s what you’re thinking about right now? Shopping?”

“You need human food. I mean, I eat because I like too, but you need to eat properly. I’m sorry Coran put you in this position. I’m sure once Shiro returned you‘ll be able to return to your normal life...”

“Lance...”

“I bet you’re itching to. I mean, you’re pretty much stuck in the country, out the way of everything...”

“Lance...”

“And I know it’s not fun for you...”

“Lance! God, listen to me. I don’t know what to do or what to think. You’re right, currently we’re stuck together, but right now all you want to do is see you mother. We... we’ll work something out when we’re back home, okay?”

Home. His home felt so distant from Platt that it might have well have been on another world. Three days felt like 3 years and then some on top of that. Keith couldn’t be taking any of this well. He needed to shut up and keep his head down. Get his affairs in order... then figure out his next step. Now Keith was calling his house home and Lance felt kind of hopeful that it’d keep being his home. Not Keith’s... he’d be leaving, but Matt was coming now... Something must have happened with his girlfriend... or Lance was about to be sharing his house with two dumb hunters and a pair of love wolfs.

“Yeah. Yeah. Just... I’m still sorry about all of this”

Lance expected some kind of bite, instead Keith sighed at him

“I’m to blame too. I used the wrong needle that night. The needle I used was meant for you”

“That doesn’t make me feel any better”

Mercury would forever be a no go, humans were so much smarter now they knew the risks of its use. Still, it would have been better to take the injection, at least then it wouldn’t have been tainted by Keith’s gross blood. The idea of feeding from Keith was definitely not appealing. At all. Not in the slightest. Nope. He didn’t want to sink his fangs into that flesh... no matter what his body might say...

“I wasn’t saying it to make you feel better. It’s the truth. Now let’s get out of this place. I don’t like it here”

Lance doubted there was anywhere Keith liked to be. Personally, if he hadn’t had other commitments, kicking Keith out and just staying inside for the rest of his life would have been his go to plan.

Lance insisted on driving. Keith losing at rock, paper, scissors, and being forced to keep his mouth shut in as he sat in the front passenger seat. They’d driven to three different florists before Lance was finally happy, a large bouquet of weird white and red roses sat in his lap, making Keith’s nose itch. Lance was trying too hard. Too hard for a man who’d been told he was some kind of vampire baby maker. It was enough to make Keith wish he still drank like a moron. Being drunk would make the whole thing make sense, then it’d all disappear into a drunken blur. Lance’s stupid humming was fooling no one, not even himself.

Arriving at the hospital, Keith was left to play catch up as Lance strode on ahead. The overcast day probably provided him with protection, seeing he was really very underdressed when compared to normal. Following along, Lance charmed his way back to his Mami’s room, where his Mami was sleeping peacefully. It was there the vampires steps grew hesitant. A stranger sat beside Miriam, her hand in his, the man’s eyes spoke volumes as the nurse left them to find a vase for the flowers Lance had brought

“What are you doing back here?”

“She’s my Mami too, Luis”

Luis. The older brother. Followed by Veronica, Marco, then finally Rachel. Keith had read Lance’s file, then promptly pushed them to the back of his mind. Lance was the only non-human in his family, meaning the rest didn’t matter. If Keith remembered correctly there was 12 years between Luis and Lance. A big gap for a human, even bigger when your brother barely looked old enough to be classed as an adult.

“And? What? Did you call the hospital to check if she wasn’t dead? Show up because she wasn’t? Walking in here thinking all was forgiven? You left her when she needed support”

This dude was seriously a dick

“I was busy...”

“Busy stalking your next victim? Figuring out who’s life to ruin next?”

“I couldn’t come back any sooner... things happened...”

“How convenient for you”

Luis wasn’t just a dick. He was a whole douche canoe... Fuck, now he was picking up on Lance’s vocabulary

“It wasn’t like that. I would have been here if I could have been, and I didn’t come to fight. I came to see Mami”

“You shouldn’t be here. You should be gone”

Lance’s eyes widened, a bitter laugh that rubbed Keith the wrong way fell from his lips

“Wow. You really did it. Thanks a lot, Luis”

“Did what?”

“Reported me. God. I don’t know how I didn’t see that coming. You’re supposed to be my brother”

Keith clenched his fists, a sick feeling in his stomach. Luis had tried to look surprised, but guilt was all across his face. Who the fuck sold out their own brother?

“My brother died when you took over his body”

That was totally uncalled for. Lance had been turned by two particularly nasty vampires from the sound of things

“I’m still me. You would know that if you weren’t too busy being scared. Never once have I hurt any of you, never once did I ask for this, and you know it. I know we drifted apart, but I never wanted things to be like this. I never wanted any of you to have anything other than the normal life that I couldn’t have. So screw you. For Mami’s sake, I’m not going to say something I’m going to regret, but thanks to you my whole life is a mess”

“Don’t play the victim. You suck the life out of everyone you ever met”

Keith moved before he knew what he was doing. Placing himself between the fighting siblings

“That’s enough. Lance has been ill. But not once did he not want to be here with Miriam. How can you turn your back on your brother when he’s suffered through so much?”

“And who the fuck are you?”

“The hunter you called in. I’ve seen some pretty messed up things and I can say that Lance is so stupidly human that it’s honestly tiring. My job was to eliminate him, but even knowing that, he still stepped up and put his own life in danger. I know if my brother was turned, I wouldn’t be treating him the way you do. And what about your mother? How old is she now? How long has she had to live with your hatred? If... if my mother was here, I would be ashamed to show my face acting like this”

Not that Keith knew much about his mother... He did however enjoy the colours that Luis’s face went. The draining of the colour, then the slow creeping in of red until he looked as if stream was ready to start pouring out his ears

“You...”

Lance reaches out, fingers wrapping around Keith’s wrist

“Keith, that’s enough. He’s scared. You get used to it”

How could Lance be defending Luis? Shiro had done some crazy stupid things including going missing for what felt like a year, but he was still his brother. He’d always be his brother...

“That shouldn’t matter! He’s your brother!”

“And I ruined the lives of my family that day I turned. Everything changed for them. I’m leaving flowers for Mami, she already knows where I’ve been and what’s happened. I don’t have to explain to you, because all it would do was make you hate me more. I love her. She’s my Mami and I love her. I’m going to stay with her until the end. I don’t ever want her to see us fight like this. Don’t forget that, Luis. Her life is more valuable to me than my own, even to a monster like me. The nurse is bringing a vase for these flowers. Please don’t throw them out”

Keith was forced to loosen his grip on Lance’s arm, Lance walking over to place the roses on his mother’s side table, before leaning down and kissing her forehead. Luis looked ready to grab the hand sanitizer from the end of the bed and wipe Miriam’s forehead the moment Lance was done

“Te amor, Mami”

Reluctant to leave his Mami, Lance slumped for a moment before straightening himself up and walking right past Keith, Keith having to jog a few steps to catch up with him

“I know what you’re going to say, but not now. Death is in this place. It’s best we leave”

“Mami?”

“Not her. She’s still very much alive. But we shouldn’t distress someone who’s about to lose someone they love by arguing here. You should probably drive home”

Keith wasn’t good at feeling helpless, not that he did. He was annoyed. Lance’s stupid brother had caused this mess and Lance had rolled over. Not that they could fight in front of Miriam, but how did... Keith could never turn his back on Shiro. Shiro wouldn’t turn his back on him, no matter how far he pushed him.

#once bitten twice stupid #whoop there it is #klance #mpreg #voltron #vld au #ashratherose

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thehollowprince · 5 years ago

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Okay. Another Endgame semi rant: You've sorta talked about this on your blog, but those Steve fans who like Steve's ending ( or least their trying to make the best out of it god bless 'em) and chastise other who didn't like Steve's for being salty shippers ( and that's a legitimate gripe- like no-one thought Stucky was going to be A THING, but we all hoped that their deep bond, which goes all the way to when they were like SIX- okay fine *9* would be honoured and respected) are clinging so 1/?

so hard to the idea that Steve created an alternate timeline, where he can do *anything*. Like rescuing Bucky and that timeline's Steve, and stopping Hydra from infiltrating SHIELD. When the intention of the Russos and the writers was quite clearly for him to retire and have life and not be a soldier anymore. (I swear the Russos said that before the backlash became overwhelming ) Like they put him back in the fight when the intention was for Steve to stop fighting, so they'll write passive 2/?

Passive aggressive asides - (sorry lost my train of thought) about how if we don't understand that it's a different timeline, and of course he's not just going to sit back or whatever- and it's like "GUYS. You ALMOST GET IT it's because the idea of Steve sitting back and doing nothing in the main timeline- and almost certainly not getting back in the fight in the alt timeline- because again, The Russos were like "LOL He & Peggy are going to make baby," before Joe was like "He can do anything" 3/

(Okay tumblr conked out so I don't know if you got my last ask) so as I was saying: "We just didn't want our favouite character to be destroyed?" (Well he was in my eyes at least) Anyway sorry for filling up you inbox with asks, I just, had enough of reading those posts and needed to vent you know?

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Okay... sorry it took me so long to get to this but I wanted to make sure I was awake and ready to tackle the whole thing. These caught me at a bad time but now I'm all rested and ready to dig into the meat of it.

To start off with, I have never had an issue with people who liked (or tried to see the silver lining) in Steve's ending. We live in a very big world and it would be rather dull if everyone shared the same opinion on everything, but I wasn't aware of how big the divide was growing until almost a month after I saw the movie. I was upset at Steve's ending and I made a joke about it, and before you know it I have people that are making passive-aggressive posts or even calling you out for not being "a true Steve fan."

And I gotta say, seeing that made me immediately take a step back from the fandom. Like, woah! When did the pro-Steve side become the new Tony stans? Because that's exactly the mentality we were mocking and pointing out for years now, how Tony stans didn't care about anything else except their favorite character's happiness, even of it completely contradicted all of the canon that came before it.

But once I started seeing it, I started seeing it everywhere. Blogs that had been inactive for months started waking up and spreading this idea that you weren't a real fan if you didn't love the ending that Steve got. And while they've changed the way they phrase it, the idea persists. Now it's usually just something along the lines of "wow, look at the character they really like", which is usually pulled out if you try and mention Steve's relationship to Sam or Bucky or Wanda or whomever. And I k ow I've said this before, but that's part of the reason I loved the MCU version of Steve so much. He was more than just him. Steve was Steve because of those around him, how he related to them, how he helped them and how they believed in and followed him despite overwhelming odds. So to just cut all that off, despite that being one of the cornerstones of Steve's fandom and claim that people don't really like Steve unless it involves X character is super disingenuous.

To make matters worse is the actuality of Steve's ending. If you've accepted that Steve did that at the end of ENDGAME, then you have to try and wrap your head around the actuality of what happened. Did he open a new timeline or was he always Peggy's husband in this timeline? If he did open a new timeline, did he prevent a whole bunch of horrible things from happening or did he just sit back and relax and ignore it all? Did he awaken frozen Steve and have him do all the fighting or did he just let everything play out the way it did originally? No one knows because even the writers and directors, the idiots who came up with this idea, can't agree on what happened! It's a clusterfuck of a situation that only gets worse when you apply it to fandom.

I shouldn't have to dig into the whole Steve/Peggy situation, because I've done it before, but just for the sake of completion I'll mention again how nothing ever actually happened between Steve and Peggy aside from that one kiss. They could have been something epic but they missed their window and the fact that the four morons behind Steve's journey couldn't remember that is infuriating. The new thing now, of course, is to mock people who point that out by saying that "Steve and Peggy knew each other for years during the war and just because it's not shown doesn't mean it didn't happen", but them completely miss the irony in stating that something that we have no concrete proof of is canon. It's a godamn unsatisfactory bitch of a situation.

There was even one blog who came out of hibernation that accused me of being "fake woke" for mentioning the negative impact of having arguably the MCU's most political character played by one of their more vocal actors go back to the "good ol' days".

At the end of the day, would I have loved for Stucky to happen? Of course I would have! As has been stated multiple times now, I am severely underrepresented in the MCU and I latched onto anything that could be construed as representation in any capacity, but I also never expected it to happen. This is Disney! I just find it disheartening that our concerns and opinions are considered less then because we turn to these friendships and so on as to why Steve should have stayed, especially because he's one of the few male protagonists that is more than just his physicality but also his emotional connection to people.

I maintain, to this day, that Steve should have just retired in the modern world (or as he called it - Home), because not only would it have made sense for his character arc, but it would have opened up the doorway for a potential return for the next big Team-up movie. Just imagine Steve swooping in and saving Sam with a "Captain America needed my help" line.

When all's said and done, we all have our own opinions on that ending, and the MCU in general, and I've found that it's only a few that are diehard about supporting Steve's ending. I have several mutuals that liked Steve's ending even though I and others didn't, and I wouldn't get rid of them for anything.

#you've got mail #not my steve #not my steve rogers #steve rogers deserved better #anti endgame #anti endgame steggy #anti russo brothers #anti markus and mcfeely

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martincart · 5 years ago

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You know i am always open to hear more about Galaxicos. Gimmie u v u

Oh boi! You know I always like talking too much about Galaxicos too ;;

But, uhmmm ... what could I tell you? I feel that I have talked a lot about him in the RP blog (although there are some differences in the world of RP blog and among my fanfics? uhm if it is something complicated; w;), but hey, I was thinking to make a post about how I imagine the star fox 64 bosses (those that are reptiles and monkeys, because the bio-wewapons would be difficult to be creatures) interacting each one with each member of the Star fox team (for the moment only Fox, Falco, Peppy and Slippy, since I get more inspired by SF 64). and I don't mean only interactions during the canon battles of the game, but more in a personal sense, an encounter between heroes and villains. And I've been very inspired by the interaction of Galaxicos with each star fox muse on the rp blog, so, I can tell (with some) security.

I hope I don't make it so long and tedious, but I also hope you like these ideas:

Warning: VERY LOOONG POST .... and mention of violence and strong language.

Galaxicos & Fox.

1) Among them there is no real personal enmity. Fox is fighting in the Lylat war for his work as a mercenary (and for revenge on Andross and Pigma), while Galaxicos fights in the war by being an Andross soldier since the beginning of his alliance (also for revenge too, but ssshhh that's a secret inside my fanfics).

Although that does not mean that between the two there is a prejudiced opinion of what they have heard from the two: For Fox, the pilot of the Meteo crusher is a bastard with psychopathic, narcissistic tendencies and a total bastard who is not afraid to pretend a kind image to deceive to anyone ignorant of his words. and of course, Galaxicos only sees Fox as a brat vermin who fights in the war for being the son of the famous James Mccloud. A young boy who creates a false image of security and courage in him, but that the same ape can see that, really, Fox also has his insecurities of leader and soldier.

2) Speaking of a solo encounter between the two, I have two ways of imagining the situation:

In a "nice" encounter, I like to think that Galaxicos would act like the bully he is, saying offensive things to Fox between "jokes" and wanting to lower the young leader's self-esteem between an argument between them, however, Fox has grown to face to people like Galaxicos, and he takes the whole situation like a game, making the bastard pilot angry when he sees that his game doesn't work. ( I was very inspired by this when I saw, as in the canon of SF 64, Fox does not seem to care to see how Galaxicos is enraged at losing the battle and the vulpino says " Sorry to jet, but I'm in a hurry!”. It gives me an idea that Fox really has nothing against of him except being enemies of different sides).

Although in turn, Fox does not want to reveal the reality of his worries in front of the ape soldier.and if we talk about a much more intense and cold encounter ... it would be very clear that Galaxicos, taking advantage of the fox's internal insecurity, would try to manipulate him. Manipulate Fox with the Corneria army is using him as another dog (aka a sacrifice) in the war, that Pepper uses him to give a good image in the army, and that of course, that the Corneria army sent to kill to his father in Venom. That was a bad Pepper game in eliminating James.

"Why would Pepper send only your father and his friends to Venom, a very suspicious and dangerous planet, Mccloud? Why not send an entire team of soldiers more trained than a group of mercenaries? Hm, I think Pepper doesn't your father was very pleased ... maybe he didn't want to have a fox in the army."

and if that does not harm Fox, of course, another manipulation letter would be to tell the insecure leader that the only reason why he is fighting for Corneria's army, and the real reason why people worship him as an image of hope , it's because of the last name he carries.

"Just look at you! Anyone would see you and fall in love with you, you are the exact image of your dear father! An image of courage, hope and strength for all the men and women of the Lylat system. But ... Oh! It would be a real shame that by knowing you better, they would change the image they have of you ... or isn't it, Fox Mccloud? or isn't it? they will see that within your mind, between your look, voice and gestures, that there is insecurity and fear ... and that you could fail at any time in battle. Your father never taught fear, young Mccloud, no, James MCcloud was perfect ... are you, Junior? "

At times like this, the son Mccloud would only try to keep his hard image with the pilot, ignore him or defeat him in battle to continue his life. but inside of him, he would just like to shut up that damn ape. And if Galaxicos' plan works, with the young Starfox leader in a submissive and harmless state, he would kill him right there.

3) Even with the aforementioned, and even with the fact that Galaxicos was a soldier of Corneria before his exile to Venom, he never met James in person. Galaxicos was exiled years before James could enter the military academy, but thanks to his reputation as a leader and mercenary (by Lylat people living in exile or living in Venom), the stories of the brave fox were told , and since Galaxicos always tries to keep an eye on any news, that helped him to know later other stories of the star fox. Also by luck of the pilot, the small stories that James had a brilliant son at a young age did not wait. Also, all he knows about James is the stories of his emperor and Pigma, but as expected, everyone is on the wrong side of the emperor towards James.

and yes, Galaxicos knows about Vixy Reinard from Andross, but the emperor fails to reveal much about her to his soldiers. The only thing they know about Vixy is that it was the woman the emperor loved with everything he could. But of course, if Galaxicos could know more about her, he would use any negative point about her to harm Fox.

4) Speaking on Fox's side, the lupine boy doesn't really have as much information about Galaxicos as the pilot does with him. Fox has only been able to know about his criminal record thanks to the army's words and Pepper. But even with that, and with hearing other people's stories about Galaxicos, it is enough for Fox to despise the bastard pilot. And if you ask, Fox doesn't know anything about Galaxicos' son, Pluto.

Although if he knew, Fox, in an attack of anger at the pilot, would not shut up to tell him that Pluto would be ashamed of the beast that his father became.

5) I really like to think that if both could ally after knowing that they have the same vindictive plan towards the same man, the two would fight together to try to fulfill their mission ...

6) Galaxicos loves to call Fox "vermin". In general, the pilot has a very bad image towards the vulpinos (although he does not want to admit that the fox boy looks pretty).

7) For his part, Fox is not afraid to call him "old man" or "grandpa."

8) Of course, Fox finds it fun to see when Galaxicos starts commenting on his "beauty" and comparing himself to him. In addition to his style of clothing "like a man in his eighties."

9) Between the two they like to compete who has better musical taste (both like rock and roll, but with their differences).And as Galaxicos loves to compete in his voice, they both compete in a small act show. Galaxicos is surprised that the young fox can sing well ... although he is much more than singing very loudly. And Fox admits that he has a good voice, although his horrible image ruins the moment.

10) Sometimes (and because Galaxicos is a prejudiced idiot) the pilot loves to joke with Fox treating him like a dog (in fact he loves to call Fox "Pepper's new dog"). For example, touching his nose hard, trying to "play" with him and talking to him as if he were a dog. Fox not only finds this annoying, but also uncomfortable.

G: [Squeezes Fox's cheeks while laughing mockingly and "cuddly"] aaaww who's such a nice and soft little boy? Yes, that's you, it's you! Would you like a cookie for being such a polite and good dog?

F: [Looking very uncomfortably and annoyingly] is this a fetish of yours or what?

G: [Galaxicos just blushes and starts to sweat a lot] ... N-no ...

11) Even Fox shows a little fear when Galaxicos is taught intimidating and dangerous before him. Fox knows that a chimpanzee doesn't play, and he has to be ready for when he should fight him. Fox is very lucky, and always thanks his father, that he teach him to fight against men like Galaxicos.

12) One way of escape or intimidation that Fox has to save himself from Galaxicos is to scream ... just that, scream. You know, how foxes scream.

Galaxicos & Falco (oh boi, here comes the fun).

1) So ... what image or opinion do each other have? Of course, the two morons hate each other!.

I think you already know how much Galaxicos are very upset by poorly educated brats, who do not respect their elders or superiors, and that anyone who does not look or look like him will look like a dirty vermin as he looks at the canines . Well, Falco is exactly the "vermin" image that the bastard pilot despises. Rebeld, with a very bad attitude, and as Falco is within the canon of the game, he calls him "monkey" even though he knows that Galaxicos is a chimpanzee. And of course, Falco has a great disgust towards the pilot of the Meteo crusher. It is not only for being an enemy of the team, but for the horrible attitude of the ape. Falco despises seeing him in front of his eyes, and will always be watching him when he sees him near one of his friends.

2) As you may have noticed, the two despise each other to death, and there is no peace between them when they are together. If it's a "nice" encounter, I just imagine them being mean between the two. Insulting themselves, shouting at each other and making cruel jokes between them (while Fox, Peppy and Slippy watch as the two are idiots in public). Falco would have no problem responding to the acid comments of the ape, responding with another comment even more acidic than his. Galaxicos would make fun of the fact that Falco is a pheasant, a kind of chicken and how the mercenary is useless without his ship. and of course, fist fights would not hesitate to appear.

:3 And I would tell you more examples, but you totally understand my point. It is a duel between an old bully vs young delinquent (And it is more funny even considering that Galaxicos when he was a teenager had the same rebel behavior of Falco. Ah, irony ... ).

3) In an opposite case, do not doubt that this will end in a horrible fight between the two characters. A fight where both soldiers would try to harm each other, perhaps even a moment of death for one of the two. Galaxicos is a horrible beast that would never leave his prey alive, and Falco would hit the ape until he knocked him out if he showed himself as a dangerous adversary. Again, there is no peace between the two. Especially if Galaxicos tries to touch Fox, Slippy or Peppy.

4) Another of the challenges of their enmity that both would have would be in their ability as pilots. Of course, this means a race, or even, during dogfights between them.

5) Like Fox, Falco knows about Galaxicos because of his criminal history (even Falco thinks he wasn't as terrible as Galaxicos when he was a criminal). Galaxicos has information about Falco from spies and Venom researchers, although they haven't been able to have more bird information in their past life before Star fox,

6) Galaxicos says he has a gaydar and that he gives positive signs when he sees Falco. Falco thinks the same of him.

7) Galaxicos likes to try to remove the feathers from Falco's tail.

8) Like Fox does, Falco loves to call the Galaxicos ooold, but continuing to make jokes about old age to the pilot. even making jokes about his fashion style and music style, and calling him "Boomer" (I SAID IT).

9) Yes, my interpretation of Falco finds it funny that Galaxicos calls his whip "Dolores."

10) In a sadistic moment from Galaxicos towards Falco, grabbing him by his neck and beak, he would love to say "sing to me like the bird you are" (aka, he wants Falco to scream in pain).

11) Sometimes when Galaxicos wants to talk, Falco starts interrupting him shouting "Tralalala!" and he repeats it every time Galaxicos opens his mouth. Yes, it sounds as annoying to the pilot as it sounds.

Galaxicos & Peppy.

1) Like Falco and Fox, Peppy doesn't have a very good image of Galaxicos. Peppy already knew about Galaxicos before the war when he became friends with a young Paul Pepper and when he had a talk with him (mentioning the moment when Galaxicos tried to kill his older brother, General John Pepper). And when Peppy knew that the ape bastard was fighting with Andross's army, he knew that at any moment he would have to take good care of the young team members. Galaxicos only knows Peppy for listening to stories about the original team or for Pigma's stories. For the ape, Peppy could be a dangerous soldier but in turn a weak point of the Star fox team.

2) Peppy has Galaxicos in extreme vigilance. He knows that the ape can be a bastard who loves to deceive people with his false image of a kind gentleman. I really like this idea that Peppy can sense when something bad is going to happen, and that is why he knows when the chimpanzee will do a dangerous action towards him or someone else (or just simply see it) Galaxicos also keeps the rabbit in extreme vigilance, but even with that, he does not stop to make fun of his harmless appearance.

3) Galaxicos touches Fox, Slippy or Falco, and Peppy does not hesitate to take out his weapon as a warning. If Galaxicos says something negative about James or General Pepper it is possible that a Peppy fist will receive him in the face.

4) Galaxicos does not know Lucy or Vivian at all except for the information she received in Venom. But believe me he would try to harm them to manipulate Peppy or as a warning to the mercenary. In another case, Peppy would not hesitate to threaten Galaxicos if he says something disgusting about his daughter and wife (you know what kind of things).

5) The two share the same style of music. Although do not doubt that they would have an argument which is the best song of their favorite singer or band.

6) Both have paternal personality! That is why I can also imagine them discussing what is the best way to raise a child. Galaxicos scolds Peppy of raising Lucy “badly” by letting his only daughter have a tomboyish behavior. Peppy responds to that he loves his daughter as she is and that she has more manners than he does.

And if you ask: Peppy suspects that Galaxicos has a son because of the comments of the ape when arguing with him, but Galaxicos is not so open to talk about Pluto with the enemies.

7) Galaxicos is so cruel that he mocks Peppy's fat body. Peppy has no problem with that, but he will have no problem hitting the ape's belly button to teach him a lesson. But in turn, Peppy has the problem that Galaxicos is more agile and more skilled than him.

Galaxicos & Slippy.

1) Knowing that everyone knows about the inexperienced Star fox pilot, Slippy is the fixation point for Galaxicos' cruelest jokes. Slippy is a weak point for the bastard pilot and he is sure that the boy will not last anything in the war. But we know that Slippy, even being novice and insecure, will always give his best and show that he is as bright as his teammates.

It would not be a surprise that Galaxicos would be bothering the toad about his size, his body, his insecurity, about how incompetent he is in his pilot ability and that even his own companions find him annoying. Slippy is more than sure that everything the pilot says is a total lie and that he will always teach him that he is really a useful member, although that does not hide that Slippy is not going to feel really bad about the pilot's words. But let's not think that Slippy would remain silent, because we have already seen many times that Slippy is able to face soldiers from the Venom (and Falco) and show his rough side too, so it is possible to see Slippy responding to the "jokes" fof the pilot.

Now, if we want to talk about both characters in an intense environment, a fight between them would be difficult for Slippy. Fighting alongside his teammates seems easy, but fighting alone with someone who is not afraid of destroying bones and the lives of other people is a risk that Slippy will take very difficult. Galaxicos is not only a skilled pilot, but he is also a cheater. And in a melee battle, Galaxicos has more advantage. The pilot will also take advantage of trying to kill him and torment him with manipulating him.

Slippy is strong, but it is clear that he will have difficulties with the pilot.

2) As with the three members previously explained, the pilot has started to investigate a lot to know about Slippy. He was surprised that the only son of the director of Cornerian Defense Force, Beltino Toad, is piloting as a mercenary and fighting in the war. But he also discovers that Slippy left the military academy because of Fox and his revenge on Andross, giving him an answer for the pilot for Slippy's inexperienced piloting ability. Considering Slippy an easy dam.

(And if you have questions, I'm still thinking about the Beltino & Galaxicos interaction because of their military history, although Beltino is likely to be much younger than Galaxicos.)

Slippy has only been informed of Galaxicos thanks to the investigation and the army archive. And like the other Star fox members, Slippy is disgusted (and terrified) of the pilot.

3) Slippy will have no problem making jokes with Galaxicos while the chimpanzee shows no signs of attacking him.

4) Believe me that Galaxicos tried to annoy Slippy anyway. Mocking his height and image, that his amphibious skin has a horrible texture and that it is a vermin like Fox. Slippy only replies that he was probably born in prehistory and that is why he looks so horrible.

5) Galaxicos will kick Slippy if he comes near to attack or annoy him. Falco and Fox will answer that by kicking the ape in the face.

6) Nobody doesn't know much about this, but one of the reasons why Galaxicos is disgusted towards Slippy is because of bad experience he had with amphibians. And the worst way to scare the pilot is for Slippy to inflate and start screaming a lot.

7) Although Slippy agrees with Galaxicos music style, it is really likely that he will criticize the pilot's way of singing a lot ( bc for fun and sincerity).

8) I know that I have not taught this character even in my blog, but Galaxicos will always compare Slippy with his mechanic of the Meteo crusher, Moe, and as is common with the pilot, he will always say that his mechanic is much better than him. While Slippy does not know Moe and is not to be compared to other mechanics (okay, he does it but not as often ...), Slippy will challenge Galaxicos to see that he is the best mechanic he will know in all his life.

9) Slippy thinks Galaxicos is a creepy old man for having a riding crop with him all the time.

And I'm making the answer too long, so I prefer to leave it here. I probably also have many more ideas to write later, but that's all I can imagine. Thank you very much for asking, and I am very happy that my bastard is a character and interpretation of the Meteo crusher pilot that you like very much. If you want to ask for more about the character, don't be shy!

#Marti talks #M-Art.inc #My headcanons #Star fox #Star fox 64 #Star fox zero #Star fox 64 bosses #Meteo Crusher pilot #Galaxicos #Aaron Galaxicos #Fox McCloud #Falco Lombardi #Peppy Hare #slippy toad #mostly of these are kinda silly but i think i like more the fox and peppy ones

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starblazerm31 · 5 years ago

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The Courtiers as Shitty Retail Customers

This HC of mine seems to have gotten lost in the miasma somewhere. It was an ask I had gotten in response to the Main 6 as Retail Workers HC.

Now...as a note...everything I write here I have seen/happened to me personally. EVERYTHING. These are not your typical “Karen” stories.

Content warnings: Bodily fluids (blood, vomit, feces, etc.). Blatant rudeness. Flagrant stupidity. THEFT. Disturbing malevolent behavior. Unwanted butt pinching.

The Courtiers As Shitty Retail Customers (cont. of Main 6 as Retail Workers)

Valdemar

That customer who leaves unexplained blood spatters ALL OVER the single bathroom. They didn’t seem injured when they went in...but after they came out, everyone swears they committed a murder in there. Poor Julian got pegged to clean it up since he’s the one certified in hazardous spills and Muriel was off that day.

The customer who stares at everyone in a really uncomfortable way. Like...are they planning on slitting someone's throat right here in the store? Please don’t...the employees really don’t want to have to deal with the inquiry and paperwork.

The customer who will grab a worker and just...occupy them. Talking. Oddly. About anything and yet absolutely nothing. But still dropping the most uncomfortable TMI. One time, they grabbed Asra and just HAD to go into explicit detail about how they skin an animal after hunting. And how much they love Satan.

The customer who will ask a really dangerous request of the worker they swept up just hoping to see them get hurt. One time, he asked Julian to check on a specific tire which was WAAAAAY up on the top of the huge tire rack. Chuckled to himself when the tire fell on Julian and almost broke his arm while he was ten feet in the air on a ladder.

Gets really offended when an employee gets too close. "Come any closer and I'll stab you." Julian: "Do it. Five cameras can see you RIGHT. NOW.

*flashes a knife at Muriel* Muriel: "My dick is bigger."

Volta

That customer who grabs food off of the shelf, eats it, then deposits the empty (or half-empty) wrapper/bottle on another shelf in another part of the store.

She once stole some things from the store and got a big head about it. So she decided to come back the very next night to steal some more. All the employees were wise to her and watched her very closely. She stuffed a bunch of items up her shirt and made her way to the door. Nadia and Muriel were standing there waiting for her. She panicked and dropped everything out of her shirt in front of everyone (all the employees proceeded to point at her and laugh) and then walked out in a hurry.

When free snacks are offered to customers, she proceeds to stuff her face while spilling the snacks all over the store. She leaves a trail of chips/popcorn wherever she walks.

Somehow managed to knock down an entire shelf of gallon jugs of water. The water jugs all exploded on the floor. It looked like a Noah's Ark situation.

Walked by Muriel and proceeded to suddenly vomit onto the floor.

Will unfold and an entire shelf of shirts (about an hour's worth of work) just to be a bitch.

Tried to steal a "Try Me" stick of deodorant that literally hundreds of people had touched. Saw that she was being watched by Muriel, so she proceeded to look Muriel right in the eye and apply the deodorant. Muriel: "...I hope she gets sick."

*grabs Nadia* "I think that worker is spying on me!" *points to Julian* "He keeps following me around!" Julian is stocking shelves, not even paying attention to her. "And his body odor is really offensive!" *Nadia looks to her dubiously* "I'm sorry about that. Here, let me fix it." *walks over to Julian, explains the situation, and then gets on the radio* "Watch the customer in accessories, they are behaving strangely." Thirty minutes later, Volta is being escorted out by police for theft. Julian: "Body odor! *huffs* Enjoy the lockup BO you're gonna have tomorrow, bitch."

Vlastomil

Brings in Wiggler. "He's my emotional support worm!"

Wiggler pees on the floor. Is asked to take his pet out of the store. Proceeds to scream about how the store targets the mentally ill. (Muriel has to go to the back to rage in private with Asra)

Asks about products, and then proceeds to criticize the store for even carrying such "ridiculous" items.

Brings a fuckload of coupons, and expects them to be applied to clearance items. Finds out that coupons cannot be honored for clearance items, and leaves two whole shopping carts of random items for the staff to reshelf.

"I can't see myself spending $3 on THAT."

To Asra: "I'm going to need your employee discount." Asra: "So...I can move in with you tonight?" Vlastomil: "What?" Asra: "Well, if I give you my discount, I will be promptly fired. I have a snake to take care of. If I lose my job, I lose my apartment and my ability to feed myself and my snake. Since YOU would be responsible for my getting fired, I'd expect YOU to take care of me and my snake afterward. So...I can move in with you tonight?" Vlastomil: "...nevermind."

"The handsome manager said I could get this item with a 10% discount because it's not the brand I'm wanting." Julian: "Lucio isn't here today." Vlastomil: "He said it the other day." Julian: "He has to actually be here and tell me that himself, sorry. He'll be here tomorrow, try again then."

Went into the bathroom. A few minutes later, came out and grabbed Muriel and said that the bathroom needed to be cleaned. Muriel looked inside and was APPALLED by the sight of feces smeared EVERYWHERE. The floor, all of the stall doors, the trash can, the sinks, the toilets. Vlastomil: "Yeah, I had an accident." Muriel did not hide his disgust and went to get the cleaning cart. Threatened to quit that night. Muriel: "This is the kind of stuff DOCTORS AND NURSES deal with! They get paid at least $20 an hour! I make MINIMUM FUCKING WAGE!!!"

Vulgora

The customer that snaps at every single employee that speaks to them.

"No one likes (sports team)! Why the hell do you even carry merch for this shitty team?!" (because there are more fans of that sports team than of the team that THEY like in that particular area)

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN THERE'S A PENALTY FOR LETTING MY LAYAWAY EXPIRE?! I WANT MY FULL REFUND!!!"

"RETURN THIS ITEM!" Portia: "We don't carry this item." Vulgora: "YES YOU DO, I BOUGHT IT HERE!!" Portia: "I'm sorry, but this item is exclusive to (different store)." Vulgora: "YOU'RE AN IDIOT! LET ME SPEAK TO YOUR MANAGER!" Nadia proceeds to tell them the EXACT. SAME. THING. Vulgora: "YOU'RE ALL MORONS! I'M CALLING CORPORATE!"

"How do I install a trailer hitch?" Julian: "I'm sorry, I don't know." Vulgora: "Well they just need to employ a trained monkey here!" Julian: "We ARE accepting applications, you know."

"Is this shit real gold?" Portia: "Yes, 18k." Vulgora: "How much is it?" Portia: *looks* "$250." Vulgora: "What gold do you have for $20?" Portia: "Nothing."

"I WILL CLIMB OVER THIS DESK AND MESS YOU UP!" Portia: *points to the camera aimed directly at them* "Do it. I'll see you in court."

They lost their place in line because they had to go and look at something. When the person behind them stepped up to the register and started to get their items rung up, they dashed back in front of the person and grabbed Portia's arm to stop her from ringing up the other person's items. Drew back in shock and horror when Portia immediately balled up her fist and held it threateningly at them. Nadia was standing right there next to Portia. Nadia: "You need to leave. Right now." After they left, Nadia looked to Portia and said: "You wouldn't have gotten in trouble if you'd hit them, you know." Portia: "No one grabs me. No one."

"YOU'RE HIDING ALL OF THE STORE EXCLUSIVE POP FIGURES IN THE BACK SO YOU IDIOTS CAN BUY THEM ALL AND SELL THEM ON EBAY!!" Julian: "I'm sorry, but you're incorrect. That Pop figure is $8, and no one here wants to lose their job over an $8 figure. Plus...the figure you're wanting isn't at this store anyway." Vulgora: "AND WHY NOT?!" Julian: "...Because it's sold online only." *shows them the online info that clearly states "online-only"*

Valerius

The customer who expects an employee to follow them around with a basket while they shop.

"Is this organic?" Julian: "Yes, sir, it is." Valerius: "I don't believe you. Places like this can't possibly carry organic items."

Left an ENTIRE. PILE. of tried-on clothes in the dressing room when the limit on items was 4.

Opened at least 20 different tubes of lipstick and swiped them on his arm. Put them all back on the shelf. Asra could be heard swearing as he had to pull each lipstick off of the shelf and dispose of them since they were no longer sanitary and could not be sold. "Couldn't he just steal? It would have been so much easier..."

Comes into the store drunk off his ass and acts belligerent to everyone he sees. Gets so OFFENDED when asked to leave.

"Are these diamonds real?" Asra: "They are lab-grown." Valerius: "So they aren't real." Asra: "They are lab-grown, so they are synthetic diamonds." Valerius: "So they aren't real." Asra: *sighs* "They wouldn't be sold for just $50 if they were."

Starts fights with other customers because he thinks "They're weird."

The customer who accosts other customers, thinking they work there. Even though they AREN'T. WEARING. A. UNIFORM.

Stuffs a pile of clothes he decided he doesn't want behind the tampons.

Demands that the single bathroom be unlocked, even though the single bathroom being locked means that it's occupied.

"How do these pants make my package look?" Julian: "...I'm not going to look, sir. But they make your calves look amazing."

Walked by Asra and pinched his ass. Looked so shocked when Asra whirled around and yelled at him. Valerius: "Hey, I thought you would like that!" Asra: "I CLEARLY DID NOT! That is called SEXUAL ASSAULT!!! YOU GO TO JAIL FOR THAT!!!"

#the arcana headcanons #arcana headcanons #the arcana asra #the arcana julian #the arcana nadia #the arcana portia #the arcana muriel #starblazerm31 headcanons #who just pinches a strangers ass

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crystalelemental · 4 years ago

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Alright, post-game League in Platinum time. Let’s go.

Perrine the Gliscor, level 72 (Careful)

Arianne the Floatzel, level 72 (Rash)

Melanie the Skuntank, level 73 (Naive)

Cadence the Chimecho, level 73 (Modest)

Florence the Cherrim, level 74 (Timid)

Eleanor the Dusknoir, level 75 (Brave)

The only change to moves was giving Cadence Energy Ball, now that we found that TM.

Aaron vs. Gliscor. Thank god that first Rock Slide hit. Too bad it somehow didn’t KO. Yeah, I don’t know either. But it didn’t, and I’m shitting bricks turn 1. We got a nice flinch chance, but Speed Boost is going to put us in the ground. Swords Dance on the Full Restore, thank god I get Double Team, so Aerial Ace bypasses the check. Only Scizor survived a single attack at that point, hanging on after Earthquake. Which is fairly expected.

Bertha! While it’s probably a mistake to send in Cherrim, I decide this is the only time the poor thing ever gets to be useful and go for it anyway. Whiscash is no big deal, and we get sunlight set on it. Unfortunately, I do remember the main issue we ran into last time. Gliscor is a pain. Fire Fang is a bigger pain. And just like last time, Solarbeam isn’t a clean OHKO. Golem comes in, and the sunlight fades, which means I can’t stay around because it definitely has Fire Punch. I decide to go to Chimecho. Yes, it might take a bit more than Floatzel, who resists, but on the off chance of something stupid like Explosion, I’d rather Chimecho go down than Floatzel, who is still very needed for later matches. Golem’s no trouble, but of course Hippowdown knows Yawn. And decides to spam it relentlessly. I can’t keep taking chip damage, so after switching around trying to avoid Yawn, I give up and let Cadence get hit. And now, Rhyperior, who is a huge pain. Thank god, Megahorn misses my Floatzel. Thankfully, despite Sand and Sturdy Rock, Surf OHKOs. No deaths.

And now, the reason I didn’t want to let go of Floatzel. Flint is a bunch of fairly frail Fire types, and Floatzel has 115 base speed and a Splash Plate. Houndoom, Infernape, and Rapidash are all OHKO’d by Waterfall in rapid succession. Magmortar is a higher level, but Surf is a clean OHKO as well. And Flareon...Yeah, you know how that goes. So great, a complete sweep of all five of his Pokemon, no damage. Flint, git gud, please. There has to be some kind of trick he can pull that I just never see because Floatzel.

And now for this asshole. Lucian is easily the most obnoxious of the Elite Four, I hate him so much. Skuntank is going to maybe take two. It takes down Mr. Mime in one shot, because Night Slash good, but as always, then there’s Bronzong. I play like a moron and stay in. Sure enough, Flamethrower wouldn’t 2HKO even if we didn’t have him Calm Mind. Night Slash also doesn’t crit, so great. Florence jumps in, ready to Leech Seed. Unfortunately, it gets up to 3 Calm Minds. I really don’t have the option of switching at this point. It uses Psychic, and does more than half her HP. Maybe I do need to switch then. Back to Skuntank, who is immune to Psychic. It’s also in range of Night Slash, so that’s a relief. I further play like a moron and stay in on Alakazam, knowing about Focus Blast. Thankfully, we actually get lucky for once and it misses. Night Slash is a one-shot. Espeon is a bit scary, but Night Slash continues to devastate. This is the best Skuntank’s ever done. Gallade is tough, and I make the call to go Dusknoir. Right into Stone Edge, which only deals like 60 damage. Tank master. Shadow Punch finishes the job in one. So, despite him usually being the worst part of this run, that...actually wan’t too bad. We got lucky with the Focus Miss, and despite Bronzong doing what it do, we managed to win without much damage.

Having learned from past mistakes, that Spiritomb does not, in fact, pack Will-o-Wisp and is all-out offensive, so I go in with Skuntank, ready to throw down with something that resists most of its moves. No Silver Wind bullshit this time, just two Night Slashes and a Poison Jab to win it. As before, she goes straight to Garchomp. Like an absolute buffoon, I think I can outspeed it. Skuntank is dead immediately. Like an idiot, I think Floatzel’s Ice Beam can one-shot. I am not dead, but I may as well be. Roserade’s in, and after weighing somem decisions carefully, I decide that yes, Floatzel has to go down. Good thing too. I almost swapped to Dusknoir as it used Shadow Ball. That would’ve been embarrassing.

Gliscor’s Aerial Ace takes it down, and I get what I wanted. Milotic is baited. Florence switches in...hey, did you know that Milotic had Ice Beam? And that it deals HALF? So that’s fun. In a surprise twist, Cynthia got cocky. I survived and got Leech Seed with only 6 HP, and the next turn she thought Surf would KO. But I have Sunny Day and a resistance. So we get that set up, and she deals maybe 12 damage. Solarbeam annihilates it in response. Unfortunately, now the hard part begins.

I honestly think Togekiss is her toughest Pokemon. I get Leech Seed on it. No way is Florence KOing this thing. Gliscor comes in, and we’re prepared to Rock Slide cheese. We actually get a nice flinch. Twice, even. Leech Seed damage supplements our actual damage, which wouldn’t have 2HKO, and Gliscor wins it. Only Lucario remains. Earthquake is sufficiently strong to take it down.

That...actually went better than I expected it would. Like a lot better. We got a bit lucky with Focus Miss, Megahorn miss, two flinches on Togekiss, and Cynthia getting overconfident in Surf taking out my Cherrim. While there were some luck shenanigans, I say this is earned.

So, the whole game is done once again. I liked this team a lot. Dusknoir is hilariously tanky, and having all elemental punches is still my favorite way to play a game. Gliscor is disgustingly good in this game. It’s so strong. So is Floatzel, actually. Outspeeding all of Flint’s team with ease makes it a really good counter to him and Bertha in one slot. I really enjoyed getting to run Cherrim. I don’t know if I’d necessarily do it again, but it really is enjoyable to run these sets that otherwise I wouldn’t touch. Skuntank was a little bit underwhelming overall, but it can seriously pull its weight. Definitely a fun team.

With this, I must consider the next game to play. A part of me wants to try HGSS, but I haven’t been able to focus on those for a while now. I also considered...Pokemon Y. But like. Am I really up for Gen 6? I don’t know. We’ll see what I pick up next, but this was a good one to pick up this summer. Pokemon Platinum is always a good time.

#pokemon platinum

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amnachil · 5 years ago

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The College Society Chapter 3 Part 12

Here’s the next part ! One part left after this one for Chapter 3 !

Damian Nicholas Smith-Carrey Monday March 4, in France

"Dude, it's fucking okay. You're out of the water for god sake. Calm down"

They were almost at the hotel. Fuck this cruise. Fuck this trip. Fuck these guys. How the hell the fatty roommate managed to fall in the Seine exactly ? Well, to fall. This moron probably didn't go there all by himself. He looked dumb, but not that dumb. Anyway, the real question was : why he, Damian Nicholas Smith-Carrey, decided to bring him back to the hotel once they had pull him out of the water ? Why he, Damian Nicholas Smith-Carrey, the god among the hunters, was nice to the baboon's friends ? I hate my life. But I'm also so eager to see my fuckin' boyfriend. Damnit.

"I'm sorry." muttered the fatty roommate (what was is name again ?). "I ruined the day."

"Don't open this stupid mouth of yours to talk nonsense." replied the Dean's grandson. "You fell into the water, you had the fucking right to lose your shit. And these filthy assholes who laughed can go eat dicks in their mother's pussy."

The freshman looked at him with amazement.

"You sure are swearing a lot when Liam isn't around." he noted.

Damian Nicholas Smith-Carrey did not answer. It wasn't worth it. To be clear, yes he had spent a good weekend with his baboon's friends. Yes, they were good people. But who cared ? Yeah, this damned Nate had some sense of humor after all. Yes, Colton was a pure good heart built like a gigolo. And yeah, Nick (now he remembered his name) was a freakin' genius. But seriously, the best hunter wasn't here to make friend. Definitely not. They arrived at the hotel at that moment.

"Thank you." says the dark-haired lad. "I'll take a shower and I'll work with Liam on our group project. What are you going to do during this time ?"

"Don't know. Don't care."

He hadn't planned anything. He just went in France for the baboon, and he did not know what to do without him. I can't even believe I thought this. Am I really dependent on him now ? Quite pissed by is own stupidity, Damian Nicholas Smith-Carrey just left.

For a while, he just wandered in the streets, at least to calm down. I need to bang someone. He was tore apart between two opposed feelings. A rational part of him only needed sex. Another, stupid and weak, desesperatly wanted Liam. I'm like a fuckin' teenager. I hate it. Finally, he went in a nightclub with the hope to pick up a chick or two. French people knew how to make a good party. It was loud and noisy, but also very sexual. They had their own way to dance, more sensual, more appealing. At first, Damian Nicholas Smith-Carrey had great fun. And he found a guy more than eager to please him. They ended up in his apartment for sex. Trust me, you won't wake up after that. They banged in every corner of the flat. The Dean's grandson was so demading. Only he pictured Liam with him, and not this random dude. For god sake. The more he was thinking about the baboon, the hornier he was. He could feel his sweet and wide hands cuddling his body. He could imagine the contact of his strong chest. He wanted to stroke his soft belly. To squeeze his ass.

"Je suis rentré." shouted someone.

It stopped this stupid asshole who obviously wasn't Liam to continue. C'mon. You would not let me so horny, would you ? The idiot who interrupted them arrived in the living room. When he noticed them, he opened his mouth wide, like a big and really dumb carp. I saw him somewhere.

"You... You were with Liam last night." he said.

Now I recall. It was this bloody hell ex-boyfriend. Kevin, Kilian or whatever. Damian Nicholas Smith-Carrey understood he wasn't gonna get laid anymore tonight. He put his pants back, annoyed.

"Wait, before you leave... Can you tell me how is Liam ?" asked this blonde guy. "I mean, we didn't have the time to discuss yesterday."

The Dean's grandson scrutinized him. He was very tall, at least 1m90 (6'3"), and rather imposing. Well, I fucked almost the whole football team of my university, and some of them were bigger.

"Look, whatever you want from Liam, just forget it. He doesn't need any extra problem right now."

His bestfriend's situation plus his family, it was enough.

"It was just a question." mumbled the other.

"A stupid question."

Damian Nicholas Smith-Carrey didn't wait for an answer. He left this brat and went back to the hotel.

When he arrived, the baboon had already fallen asleep. Same for the fatty roommate. But Nate was waiting in the corridor, looking a bit weird. What more ? I'm done being the fuckin' shrink of everyone for today. But when he came closer, he realised the dwarf wasn't just a bit weird, he was literally crying.

"Bud'. What's wrong ?" he asked with a more gentle tone than he intended to.

"I... Sorry..."

Nate took a moment to calm down. He sniffed loudly.

"You weren't supposed to see me like this." he mumbled.

"Dude. I saw the worst part of you, this is nothing."

Honestly, Damian Nicholas Smith-Carrey did not care at all about this short guy. Am I, really ? He was just fooling himself, right ? I hate all these feelings which cross my mind. He never felt the need to help anyone, well maybe except Archie and Zack, and now here he was.

"It's harder than I thought." confessed Nate. "To be normal again I mean. I truly need a talk with Archie right now."

The junior sat down next to his friend (let's call him that way and fuck it) in silent.

"Thank you for having introduced him to me by the way. Archie helps a lot."

"Well he's experienced some rough stuff too." replied Damian Nicholas Smith-Carrey. "And you shouldn't try to act normal after what happened. Whatever happened. You seems smart enough to know this wasn't a random accident."

A blank followed. Of course, Nate did not want to remember this dreadful night. Me neither.

"Look midget, I need to ask." grumbled the Dean's grandson. "I already know what we're talking about, but I wonder... Am I fuckin' protecting a criminal who did a truly stupid and horrible mistake ?"

Better that than a sociopath with very good acting skills... Nate remained quiet for a while. His eyes showed all his suffering.

"No." he finally responded miserably. "You're helping a weak, pathetic and unworthy person. An idiot as you say, who can't even protect himself. Who can't even take care of himself."

He started to cry again. Fuck this wicked world. Fuck these assholes who thinks they can do whatever they want without the consent of the others. I hate them so much. Damian Nicholas Smith-Carrey hugged the midget. It reawakened bad memories of a miserable Archie.

"You're not unworthy." he whispered. "And I will find all the help you need."

He dialed Archie's number. Thankfully, it was dawn back home and the quaterback replied. The blond lad gave him to Nate, and only when he was sure the boy was okay, he left silently. I'll have to talk with D.R about this one day or another...

Liam Tuesday March 5, in France

In other circumstances, the young lad would have enjoyed this visit of the economics departement. After all, he had a wonderful breakfast before, and he was feeling nice. But he sensed the force of evil everywhere. This morning, Nate wasn't feeling great, and he had stayed at the hotel with Dami. In the meantime, Liam and his group were supposed to work on their project. But it's like the Cold War. Nick was sulking. He still resented Rebecca, but he also seemed to dislike Barbara. The two girls were mean and they often mocked the poor major of their promotion. As for Colton, he tried his best to apease the tension, without any success yet. So Liam did what he did the best. He let his mind ramble. He imagined himself in a paradise. There were living pancakes everywhere. They begged him to eat them. (Liam is a nice guy, you all know that. So he kindly agreed to ate them.) (Ate them ALL). Nick brought him back into reality with a nudge.

"Now, you'll split into your groups." was saying their professor. "Students from the Economic College of Paris will guide you."

Liam followed his roommate towards a group of students, but he froze when he saw them. Tell me it's not happening. Why ? Am I cursed ? Kilian was right here, looking straight at him.

"My god. Kilian is that you ?" asked Barbara. "You have grown so much. My lord, you're so impressive !"

Their old classmate thanked her.

"It's nice to see you again Barb'." he said. "Liam."

Send help. Send help. Send help. (Liam knew his internal screams weren't helping at all.) (But maybe Dami would hear him ? His boyfriend could read minds, right ?).

"Okay, this is weird." intervened Nick. "Can we start the tour ?"

Kilian smiled.

"Of course. Follow me."

It was a true nightmare. An impossible situation. Liam was running right into his death. (Maybe not, but he always loved a bit of drama). What should I say ? What can I say ? He knew Kilian had left the United States after the... incident to go back to France. But what were the odds they would meet again here, in Paris ? I'm convinced this is an international scheme to destroy me and the unicorns.

"Dude, you're so tensed." murmured Nick. "What's the deal with your ex anyway ?"

Liam did not answer. He was truly panicing. Without Nate or Dami to support him, he was completely lost. And what if his new boyfriend discovered the story ? He'll hate me. He'll realise how unwrothy I am.

"I need to go. Far far far away. Right now."

He didn't wait for an answer. He wanted to avoid a panic attack.

Because he wasn't thinking clearly, Liam finally got lost in the building. A bit relieved to be alone, he sat on a bench and got his breath back. What am I supposed to do ? His mother never prepared him for a moment like that ! (He wasn't blaming her, but she could have anticipated right ?) (Educate your children to face their exes ! It's crucial !).

"Why did you run away ?" asked suddenly a voice he recognized (much for his displeasure).

Kilian looked curiously at him. (How he managed to find him ? Did a witch lead him here ?) His ex-boyfriend smiled softly.

"You know, I'm very surprised to see you here, but it's nice."

"What do you mean, it's nice ?" asked Liam, surprised.

"Well, we never spoke since... the middle of 12th grade. Since what happened. I never had the chance to thank you."

"To thank me."

Right, Kilian had lose his mind. The french food must have turned him crazy.

"I almost killed you with my stupid plan." recalled Liam. "I... I have been selfish, reckless and stupid. How come you want to thank me ?"

"You kiddin' right ? My parents blame you, but I don't. It wasn't your idea, but ours. And it was the first and only time someone wanted to take so much risk for me. I owe you Liam, for real."

It was too much for the chestnut lad. He wasn't able to come to terms with all that stuff.

"I thought..." he mumbled. "I thought you resented me. It's what your parents said."

"They lied to you obvious... Wait... you blamed yourself for what happened ? Oh man I didn't know you were putting so much on yourself. I'm sorry Liam, it must have been hard for you."

Hard for me ? He had been through hell with this story. The freshman couldn't think clearly. Everything he thought about Kilian was... false ?

"The others are here." whispered his ex-boyfriend. "Look, once this tour is over, I think it would be nice to talk. I can't tonight but maybe tomorrow night ?"

Liam only nodded, completely lost. Does that mean... I blamed myself for months for nothing ?

Barbara Tuesday March 5, in France

It was better than everything she had planned so far. Way better. She never expected Kilian to be here, in Paris. But this is a godsend. I will make the most of it. Catch Liam would be hard for her, but for his ex ? All she needed to do was to bring back them together for one night. One night and she would dethrone Damian Nicholas Smith-Carrey. Afterwards, it would be chaos, and she would appear as a savior for the university. This is perfect.

"Your smile is so creepy. I kind of like it."

Barbara turned towards Matthew. He was almost living in their bedroom with the two girls. I'm glad they didn't have sex while I was here.

"I just came up with a good plan for my next move." she explained. "Soon enough, you'll be proud to be close with the queen."

He snorted.

"You mean, all of this was to be the queen of the university ? Oh man, that's funny."

"Why ?"

"It's nothing." he mysteriously replied. "Good luck girl."

She left one hour later. The short girl had done some research before. Apparently, Kilian had moved in France approximately one year ago, in the middle of 12th grade. Well, after this sad incident with Liam. He was living with his uncle, and was studying this year as a freshman at the local university. He had multiple friends, but no boyfriend in sight. Which meant he was avaible. Barbara also managed to find his adress, so she came right at his home. When he openned the door, she felt again surprised by his height. He is so tall now.

"Barbara ? What brings you here ?" he asked.

"Hey Kilian. I wanted to talk, in memory of old times."

And at first, they did. They lengthly shared memories. He was nicer, more talkative than she remembered. Well, his parents were beating the crap out of him, and the whole highschool bullied him. No wonder he feels better now. Eventually, she led the subject towards her main concern.

"It's nice to see you." she laughed. "I mean, I was already surprised when I met Liam at my university."

She glimpsed a shining light in Kilian's eyes. He wanted to talk about him. Nice. Maybe the story she heard from Jessy wasn't completly right.

"Yeah, it was quite a surprise for me too..."

A little blank followed. She sensed he wanted to add something. He was so predictable.

"I never wanted things to end like this." he whispered. "I would love to... come back in time. I missed him, you know ?"

"He missed you too." she revealed. "He told me."

A little lie can't hurt. Kilian didn't know she wasn't her friend anymore. He would trust her.

"Really ? It doesn't seem like that..." he mumbled. "I mean, he looks so paniced everytime I'm around. We barely had a normal conversation. He was so stressed."

You sure have confidence now. He was way more assertive than before, and it was kind of attractive. Liam can fall for that.

"Well, it's... Look, I'm not supposed to say this but... Liam fell into the wrongs hands. There's a guy who uses him for sex."

Kilian frowned. Please, believe it. It was the hardest part of the plan. She needed him to trust this.

"Is this by the aggressive guy ? The one with scary eyes ?"

"Yes. How do you know ?" she wondered, surprised.

"He was here last night." explained Kilian with a bit of rancor. "He was having sex with my cousin all over the place."

Oh man. Damian Nicholas Smith-Carrey was playing against himself. That was so ironic.

"I think... the best way to help Liam would be to reveal what you're feeling." she stated. "You want him right ? As your boyfriend ? I'm sure you two will work together. Just tell him."

Kilian barely hesitated.

"Okay. I'll give it a try. I don't like him being exploited by this bad guy anyway."

And now, this is the fall of the king.

To be continued

Well things are escalating. Kilian’s in the place and it changes everything. What will happen to Liam and Dami now uh ? Will they escape the dangerous plan of Barbara ? We’ll see that soon :)

#the college society #cs #Damian Nicholas Smith Carrey #Liam #Barbara #poor Nick #that wasn't fun #Nate is talking about himself #he's a sad cinnamon roll #Liam and Kilian are talking #someone is up to no good #Chapter 3 #Part 12

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mvssmallow · 5 years ago

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Memento Vivere

Part XI

Masterlist

In his Real Life, the one where he lives alone in a high rise apartment that record company money paid for, he’d either wake up alone or with people he has no intention of seeing again, much less make small talk with in the morning. If it’s high profile enough, his manager can threaten them with signing NDAs on their way out. It’s not his problem beyond the doorway.

When he’s hungry, he eats. When he wants to play video games, he does. When he wants to go out, hit a bar, hit a club, he throws on his leather jacket and grabs his credit card. His manager and team are permanently hovering but they know that they go where he goes. It’s easier to ask for forgiveness than permission and he knows he’s everyone’s meal ticket so what’s the worst that could happen? Nobody asks questions, he doesn’t offer answers.

But that’s not how all the Jiwons live.

Some Jiwons can’t do anything with getting clearance from an entire army of people, including one who can’t even talk yet.

And that’s how he finds himself now, crouched on the floor helping Minji with the velcro tabs on her Mickey Mouse sneakers and trying to figure out why Hanbin’s packing two backpacks for them when they’re just taking the kids to the Zoo.

Snacks. Water. Sunscreen. Money. A spare change of clothes for both kids. All of Jae’s baby supplies and a camera.

Okay, that’s standard.

But then there’s a whole other black backpack with headache tablets, allergy tablets, a small first aid kit, alternate snacks in case the other options get rejected and spare adult t-shirt and hoodie.

Anyone would think that they were going to Antarctica and not a couple minutes into town.

One of Minji’s Snoopy plushies is poking out of ‘his’ backpack and he doesn’t even remember it being there two seconds ago.

“Er, Hanbin?”

“Hmm?”

“Why do we have to take Snoopy to the Zoo?”

Hanbin looks up from where he’s adjusting Jae’s stroller. “Because I don’t feel like dealing with another tantrum today.”

“Will she even play with it-”

“Don’t you remember what happened last time?”

No he doesn’t. He wasn’t even here last time.

But Hanbin continues on, not even pausing for an answer because, he realises with crushing guilt, the Hanbin here doesn’t expect him to remember anything important.

“She got tired and scared from the snake display and cried for like 15 minutes until we got her a new plushy.” Hanbin recounts without stopping his stroller adjustments. “We’re not getting her a new plushy every time she freaks out. She can have Snoopy.”

“Oh.”

Hanbin straightens up and rolls his eyes. “Yeah. Oh. You think she’s not going to try it again? I’ve got this kid figured out.”

“You make her sound like she’s an evil mastermind.”

“And this is why she plays you so easily.”

He feels like laughing at the melodramatics but Hanbin’s furrowed brows, pursed lips and accusatory tone has him thinking otherwise.

“Sorry.”

“Huh?” There’s a surprised lilt and comically big eyes staring at him.

Even when they were kids meeting for the first time, he always thought Hanbin’s eyes got too big whenever he was surprised by something. Not quite doe eyes. Not quite Bambi. But pretty close. It’s memories like that that really punches him in the gut when he least expects it.

“Um, sorry? I guess. I should probably be more tough with her?” His voice is wobbly and unsure, it sounds nothing like how a Dad should sound. Hanbin’s going to figure all his lies out in 3, 2, 1.....

“Yeah....okay.”

It comes out quietly, calmly, appreciatively and relieved. He really doesn’t want to think about how the Jiwon here treats this Hanbin at all. Not when he himself, a total selfish idiot on his best day, is doing the bare minimum and somehow hasn’t fucked everything up. How much worse is the Real Dad Jiwon?

There’s a dark raincloud following him around everywhere here and he’s had enough of it. Just for one second, he wishes Hanbin would be happy. Not Pretend-Happy-for the sake of Everyone else but Real-Happy-Just-For-Himself.

“Isn’t it a bit hypocritical that we’ve got so many plushies for Jae though?” He jokes to lighten the mood.

Please work. Please work. Don’t get pissed.

Hanbin’s face visibly softens and he shrugs, maybe smiling a little. “He’s the baby. He can have whatever he wants.”

Right on cue, Jae babbles out at the mention of his name and the word ‘baby’.

“See? He agrees with me.”

“Of course he would. You let him have everything.”

“As if you don’t.”

“Well, he is the baby.”

“You do this every time.” Hanbin says with an amused shake of his head.

“Do what?”

“Act like you’re surprised about how much baby stuff we need.”

“He’s so small! Why does he even need that much stuff?”

“I don’t know Jiwon, he’s your kid, why don’t you ask him why he needs his bear and duck toys everywhere he goes?”

“Maybe he just wants to be prepared.”

“Because you never know when a bear situation will arise.” Hanbin replies in a mock serious tone.

And then the weirdest thing happens; they both laugh.

It’s nice.

But then-

“HURRY UP DADDY!”

Yeah, okay. Then there’s that.

****

The day turns out nice.

Weirdly, exhaustingly, overwhelmingly nice.

It’s somewhere between the Polar bear enclosure and Tiger cave that he forgets he’s pretending to be a dad and somehow feels like he is one.

“Daddy? Up?” Minji asks, sweet as can be all the sudden, tugging on his sleeve before holding both arms up at him.

As soon as he bends down, she’s already climbing onto his shoulders with practiced ease and a terrifying amount of trust that he really doesn’t deserve from any of them. He grips her ankles tightly as she yells out tiger commentary at the top of her lungs. There’s a young couple next to them smiling and a slightly older one laughing at the, “Look Daddy! The tiger knows how to swim!”

It takes him a few seconds to recognise the warmth in his chest. He hasn’t felt it in a long time.

Pride.

They think Minji is his daughter. But she’s not. Hanbin should get credit for this.

When he looks over, Hanbin is already looking back at him with an easy smile that he wouldn’t mind seeing more often.

Yeah, that’s really really nice.

And maybe because things are going too well, his dark raincloud decides to swoop in again. The building migraine suddenly throbbing behind his eyes and no matter how hard he tries to ignore it, the grimace hits his face at the worst time.

“Hey, you okay?” Hanbin asks him, reaching up to lower Minji to the ground despite her protests. “The tiger’s gone over there now Min, go look.”

It distracts her long enough for Hanbin to peer worriedly at his face.

“I’m...okay.” He waves the concern off, hoping the movement to comes across as casual. “Just a migraine.”

“Okay.” Hanbin echoes, not sounding convinced at all. “It’s probably time for lunch anyway. Let’s go find a place to sit down.”

They end up on a shady patch of grass near the duck pond and as soon as he sits down, Hanbin is holding out a bottle of water and two Advils. He takes them wordlessly, still marvelling at how one person can change so much in one lifetime.

There’s a gentle breeze through his hair as he sits on the picnic rug and when he closes his eyes, just for a second, he can hear Hanbin talking to both his kids in that patiently gentle way that still floors him.

“Oh no, I left Jae’s dinosaur snacks in the car.”

He’s already standing up. “I’ll go get them.”

“No, I’ll go. You’ve got a migraine. Just stay here and watch the kids.”

He shakes his head, the migraine is still there but he could do with a walk right now. “It’s better you watch them. I’ll go, it’s easier.”

And God, he really wishes he hadn’t said that.

Because next to their Honda, was that Angel-Satan guy leaning against a familiar black Jaguar. His stomach drops so fast that he completely forgets about his migraine altogether.

“YOU!” He hisses. “What are you doing here?”

“Welfare check.” The guy says casually, shrugging and adjusting the dark black sunglasses on his nose. “So, how’s things Jiwon?”

Something about the casual sunny disposition irritates him and he can barely hold it in.

“Listen, I know you know something about what’s going on here, so can you just-“

Angel (it’s what he’s started calling this weirdo in his head), just rolls his eyes but stays exactly where he is.

“You like it here?”

“What?”

“Do you like it here? This family little set up you’ve got?”

“Yeah, it’s....alright,” He starts, caught off guard by the question and unsure how to answer something like that now. “What’s that got to do with anything? Just tell me what the hell is going on?!”

“Just alright?”Angel echoes, tone disappointed and condescending. “Typical.”

“What?”

“Are you always this dense? Seriously?” Angel sneers now, crossing his arms in a way that’s threatening despite his smaller stature. “Actually, don’t answer that. I already know you are. It’s the whole reason you’re here to begin with.”

“I’m not dense! I get it! I know this isn’t right!” He snaps, running a tired hand through his hair. “This isn’t even my life. I’m not crazy. I’m a rapper, I live in Seoul, I have-“

“An album coming out, a girl and two guys you owe dates to, a manager who doesn’t really care about you as long as you’re on the charts and a family you rarely talk to. Empty chairs at empty tables and all that jazz.” Angel finishes with a wave of his fingers. “Yeah I know all about your other life, moron.”

He stumbles back, shocked by the truth for some reason, and it’s only when his hip hits the fucking Honda that he remembers Jae’s dinosaur snacks.

“I need to-“

“They can wait.”

“No, I need to get back. They’ll wonder where I am.”

Angel shakes his head, pointing to the very eerily still world around them. There’s a few families in the car park but they all frozen in mid motion.

“What did you do?”

“What does it look like?” Angel says. “It’s just suspended reality. So we can have our little chats without people thinking you’re nuts.”

“Is this real? Is this an alternate reality?”

“Something like that.”

He wasn’t expecting a real answer but that one sounds even worse.

“Why am I here?”

“To fix your mess.”

“What mess? Fix what?”

“I can’t tell you that. You can leave here when you figure that out for yourself. That’s how this works.”

“What about my other life? What about-“

“Suspended, for now.” Angel says, pushing off the Jaguar to stand next to him. “That sad little life will still be waiting for you when you’re done here.”

“What about the guy here? Me? Future me. Is it me right? I’m their dad right? Not some other guy?”

Angel smiles at the sudden panic in his voice. “Yeah it’s you. I mean, have you even seen your son lately? He looked like your twin even before he was born.”

He leans heavily against the Honda behind them, overwhelmed again but not in a good way.

“Do they know? That I’m not their real dad that usually lives here?” He asks quietly, as if the kids could even hear him from here. “Is this gonna mess them up too? Jae’s just a baby.”

“Ah. So now you’re asking some questions of relevance.” Angel says with soft pleased expression. “Too bad I can’t answer it.”

He wants to be angry but now he’s tired, the fight is gone and he just really wants answers.

“You can’t tell me anything? Not even who are you are or why you even know all this about me? No tips? Suggestions?” He chuckles bitterly, hoping Angel might spare him some sympathy.

“Do you really call me Angel in your head?”

“What? How do you know that?”

“I can read your mind, dumbass.” Angel says with a wide grin. “Anyway, No. I’m not allowed to tell you much else but you wouldn’t be here right now if you hadn’t messed up in your real world. Don’t make the same mistakes twice, that’s my tip to you. The rest is for you to figure out.”

Mistakes?

Which ones?

He’s made so many.

“Oh and Jiwon? The name isn’t entirely inaccurate even though it’s unoriginal as hell.” Angel adjusts his sunglasses again and then he’s gone, like a weird memory lost in the familiar roar of the Jaguar.

He’s not sure how long he stands there leaning against the Honda and breathing heavily. It takes a few good minutes before he slides back into the noise and activity of the world around him. It takes him three attempts to unlock the car door and find Jae’s dinosaur snacks.

“Feeling better?” Hanbin asks when he gets back.

It’s just a simple question but there’s Minji in her yellow overalls and Jae reaching for the T-Rex biscuits and Hanbin’s soft concern and a space on the red picnic rug that they saved for him.

This is more than just ‘alright’.

“Yeah, I’m good now.”

And it’s then that he realises: his migraine is gone.

#memento vivere #it's not THAT bad #approach bravely Pi Club #nothing to fear #since it's been AGES #you might want to go back and read chapter 10 again #for orientation #i sometimes forget where we are ....#sorry i edited it again #tumblr keeps messing up the draft-saving option

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jjkpls · 6 years ago

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The Scamps (m) (Harry Potter!AU #3)

> genre : smut, some sort of fluff i guess idk

> pairing : min yoongi x reader

> words : 3.3k

> warning : bad bad language, spanking, derogatory terms

> Min Yoongi (Slytherin, 6th yr) Children behave That's what they say when we're together And watch how you play They don't understand

/The Harry Potter!AU Masterlist/

"Could you tell me of what use chizpurfles can be ?"

"No." Silence overtakes the room. The majority of the class is not really surprised by the answer Yoongi gave, or even by the insolence his indifference transpires. But the new Professor of Potions, Professor Delaney-Podmore, has obviously not been briefed about Yoongi's character.

"You ca-can't?" Professor Delaney-Podmore blinks hard behind his thin glasses. There are droplets of sweat visibly slipping along the side of his forehead. Yoongi is not moved though.

"No."

"What a fucking idiot..." The Professor turns around so fast, you'd think he's standing on a spinning wheel. He stares gravely at you, eyes threatening to fall out of their sockets, break his lenses and roll on the ground.

"I'm sorry, Miss-"

"Cause you know?" Yoongi asks, attention driven now to you with an animation glinting in the gaze. Even his voice seems to finally come alive; you can hear the harshness and the coldness shading his tone.

"Well, I'm not the one who's been asked to answer, am I?" You singsong with a nasty side grin. Your head, chin stuck in your palm, tilts to the side, eyebrows raised high in mock wondering.

"Then why don't you just shut the hell up?" He is fired up now. You can tell by the little shrug his head does, ever so slightly, as he glares intensely at you. Everybody is watching the scene unfold with terrified excitement. They love to see those outbreaks you two have quite often since it's a great source of entertainment. That being said, they're never too comfortable as if scared that the tickling bombs you two are might, unexpectedly, burst in one of their faces.

"I'm sorry if I can't stand you making me waste my precious time by being a fucking moron."

"MISS!" Professor Delaney-Podmore finally explodes, all attention fixating on him. His face red and look haggard, the young man is visibly trembling. "This behaviour is unacceptable. I-I demand you to stop now or you'll have to leave my class." You don't really flinch under his gaze. He looks too unsure. If Yoongi can't get you to shudder, probably no one can. You know to be reasonable though. Especially since your goal has been accomplished -you've wakened up the old man. Therefore, you simply shrug and keep your mouth shut, your eyes following Yoongi's small form sauntering through the classroom, back to the seat behind yours.

"Shut the fuck up." Yoongi mumbles before you can even open your mouth, loud enough for you to hear but discreet enough so that the whole class and Delaney-Podmore don't divert their focus back on you two.

"Dickhead."

Taehyung, eyebrows frown, observes Yoongi smirking contently to himself. He opens his mouth, wanting to say something, to ask a question, to just express his confusion but the words just won't come out. He has a lot of questions. He is not the only one having noticed this bizarre animosity constantly animating your interactions. But he knows he'll probably won't get anything concrete from Yoongi so he just decides to give up -the nasty side glance the interested threw his way helping for the decision.

A loud smack, a body slumping on a messy humid bed, and a dark ominous chuckle. Yoongi shakes his head in disbelief. There is only you, the ever unable-to-crack-a-smile-embittered bitch, to be laughing your head off when you're getting your ass spanked hard.

"You're not going to apologize?" His voice hardly raises at the end. He already knows the answer. And you already know that he knows so you just chuckle some more, shaking your panties-covered ass in front of his unwavering gaze. He grabs severely your hips to keep you still and without a warning, strike a couple of blows, first on the left cheek and once he finds the perfect red shade he likes, proceeds to move on and offer the same treatment to the other one. He doesn't slow down, doesn't soften down even when he can hear your whimpers getting higher and broken. He knows how far he can take you. "You really were a pain today."

"When am I not?" He hums knowingly. You are indeed a pain in the ass. That's actually the reason why he can deal with you since he's the same.

"Do you wanna cum?" You nod your head, mumbling an approval in the pillow. "Do bitches get to cum?" Yoongi asks, voice slow and pensive as if he's wondering out loud a serious existential question. You're quick to answer that yes, they do! but he is still languid, unhurried, as his hands pet your red cheeks. "I'm pretty sure they don't, ___."

"They do, Yoongi. Make me cum."

"Is that an order?" There is an unmissable edge to his voice. Do you want me to be meaner? he is asking. You don't really care though. You're not sure what your games during daylight are, but if anything they are probably foreplay. You hate teasing and you don't need him to take his time. You hate him taking his time especially when you've been ready for him for hours already.

"Yoongi, I'm bored. Make me cum, now."

And it's weird that you don't find it suspicious, but when Yoongi crawls behind you on the bed, mouth attaching greedily to your flesh, all you do is grin in the pillows, self complimenting yourself internally for what you think is a new win over him. You know what it means when he is hungrily licking and biting and scratching with his teeth, his large veiny hands meddling with everything his mouth can't take care of -your asscheeks, your thighs, your hips, your breast. There is one difference that should have, maybe, been a hint to you, the stinging of his ministration upon the already over abused skin of your ass. He's been meaner during the spanking, he'll be meaner with the rest. The thought may have occurred at some point, but the feeling of his hot breath hitting your now exposed centre empties your mind of any sort of preoccupation. It's just his expert mouth standing just a few centimetres away from the place you want him the most.

"Please." It's totally unexpected and so quiet, you hope he's missed it. But of course, he doesn't. As much of an old man Yoongi usually is, when he's with you, he's all alert.

"It's been so long, I forgot how much I love having you beg for me."

"Shut the fu-" You start, highly annoyed by the smugness dripping from his voice, not paying much attention to how you couldn't feel his breath hitting your skin when he was talking. There's a very short instant of heavy silence dominating the room, where you just stand there, on all four, exposed ass hanging high in the air awaiting; then the door to your room slams shut. That fucking asshole. Of course, he'd be that fucking mean.

There is an awkward silence hanging between the little circle of acquaintances. You don't seem too fazed. Nor does Yoongi. But Jimin and your best friend are looking between you two and themselves, eyes wide, and perspiration almost shining on their foreheads. They know this conversation can only go wrong. They've never -no one has ever- witnessed a normal, civil conversation take place between you two. It's always shouts, and insults, and ominous glares and even wand threatenings at times. But that's your usual, casual encounters.

Today is not a usual encounter. You walked in, with a weirdly jumpy step, sat right in front of Yoongi who was "hanging out" -meaning, he's just sat there next to his friends, not feigning listening or taking part in any way in the conversation happening- with the two other Slytherins, and proceeded to announce that you've found a date for the party that Hogwarts will be hosting in a week, even though nobody asked. Jimin is sure that Yoongi will be the first to point this detail out but strangely enough, he remains quiet. Gaze hardly focused on you.

"That's great, ___! Who is it? Do we know him?" Your best friend asks.

"He's the Seeker of Ravenclaw's team."

"Ravenclaw?"

"He's very tall and muscular. Very hot." Yoongi can feel his blood boil. It's not so much what you're saying. You're choosing your words thoughtfully. Yoongi is a tiny little thing compared to most guys, he knows that. And quite frankly he doesn't give a single fuck since, as testifies your always sneaking in his pants, it doesn't injure his sex-appeal in any way. He feels anger because that's the natural reaction he has to you, in every daily circumstance, and because he knows you're trying to annoy him. You're always trying to mess with him. "Are you going, Min Yoongi?"

"You know I'm not."

"Are you sad because no one wants to go with you? I'm sorry Min Yoongi, maybe try being a little less of a dickhead."

"And I'll try wearing my uniform skirt like a crop top too, as sluts do. That surely will get me a date, wouldn't it?"

"I don't know what sluts do, Min Yoongi."

At each pronunciation of his full name, said with this insufferable patronizing tone, it becomes harder for him to refrain himself from grabbing you by the hair, uncover your ass and spank you right here, in the middle of the common room; he'd do it until you've cried so much your whole shirt would be soaked in tears.

For now, the common room is filled with an uncomfortable atmosphere. Yoongi, not that he cares, has noticed a few younger kids leaving abruptly when you two started talking. The ones that decided to stay, have retreated in the corner and as if in fear to interrupt, started to whisper their conversations.

"Anyways" There is an awkward cough before your best friend starts again, obviously attempting to divert the conversation and diffuse the tension. "Jiminie, you're bringing your girlfriend?"

"Yes. It'd be our first ball together, I'm really excited!" He is all smiles and starry eyes, nodding his head with enthusiasm. He's so grateful both for the question itself, and for the brave attempt she is making.

"Oh yeah, the squib!" Jimin's jaw goes slack as Yoongi stares straight at you; waiting for what you're going to say with obvious interest. He wouldn't admit it but it would tickle him unpleasantly if you were to start insulting one of his very only friends. From the bright, carnivorous-like smirk adorning your red lips, he can tell you know. "Hasn't she been kicked out yet? Or at least, hasn't she quit? I mean if I were her, I would have quit fucking ages ago. She's embarrassing herself in every fucking class."

"Why are you pretending not to know, you're sharing half of your classes with her."

"Am I talking to you Min Yoongi?" You give him the darkest look. He isn't moved, simply stares back at you awaiting. "Now that I think about it, you're luckier than this guy, Jimin. Even if she's a squib, at least you have someone."

"You think you do?" He is quick to answer, nonchalance becoming harder to keep up now. You can see the corner of his lip twitch slightly.

"I do, old man. I've just told you about it."

"Well, now that's just sad if you think he's in for anything else than your ass."

"I'm pretty sure he wouldn't mind having my pussy too."

"___!!" Your best friend yells, getting up from her chair, ready to grab your arm to drag you out. You'd think she'd be used to your antics by now but the poor girl is so red in the face. You don't let her move you though, the bickering is not over. After being such a dick last time, you just want to piss him off for real. It's pretty nice having little to no sense of shame or embarrassment when dealing with this guy.

"You're so gross." Yoongi mumbles, shaking his head in faux disbelief.

"And so are you. You're just bitter because I'm still hot enough to get laid but you're not."

"I'm bitter? Over what? Not being a whore?" He sniggers. "I'm perfectly fine knowing my dick won't fall off at some point from overexposing it to all the trash your cunt plays with."

"Dicks and vaginas don't just fall off, moron. But how would you know?" You're back with the patronizing, oh-silly-little-thing-let-me-teach-you-life type of voice and you can see, visibly, the annoyance reaching its peak on Yoongi's neck vein.

Only the arrival of an impatient prefect can finally bring a semblance of peace in the room. He tells you guys that you're being a nuisance to everybody in the common room and that you need to either shut the hell up or just leave if you want to keep arguing. There's a tense silence hanging after his impromptu intervention. Everyone is wondering if the two tickling bombs will burst now at this brave but innocent prefect face. Yoongi is the one making the decision for the both of you. After a while of pondering the question over in his mind, menacing eyes staring right back at yours, he decides to leave the chair and slowly, saunters to his dorm room.

"You don't deserve kisses, ___." He whispers, turning his head away for your eager mouth to meet his cheek. You smirk, tend your neck to try again to catch his red lips between yours but his arms push himself further away, making himself completely unattainable. His hips have slowed down too. He's looking down at you but his eyes don't meet yours. You frown, deeply annoyed.

"You're too touchy."

"Am I?" Yoongi asks simply. His tone sounds calm and collected. Too calm for it not to be frightening. He actually sounds ominous as hell. He slows down to a complete halt and drags himself out of your warmth, ignoring your protests. "Ride me." Eager to keep going, ignoring his bad mood, you jump on your new-found seat. "Don't touch yourself." He summons, and when he sees your burning hands tucked knowingly against his stomach, he lazily slips his hands behind his head, closes his eyes, breathing out a long pleased sigh when you start riding him.

He looks quite handsome like that. Traits all relaxed, pearl white skin shimmering slightly under the sunset light coming from the wide-open window, gold-reflecting eyelashes resting softly on his face. You want to kiss his mouth again but know better than try. So instead, to submerge more in the uncommon peacefulness hanging between you, you decide to ride him in the most languid fashion. Taking your time to slide up and down his length, deeply, to build it up for the grand final when you'll do it the way you two love to cum to.

The thing is, Yoongi, as too often, has a hidden agenda. Not long after you've started, you see the line of his eyebrows dip down slightly in the middle, and then a low groan erupts from the very back of his throat as you feel his cock twitch in you.

"No- you- did you really-?" He opens his eyelids on brown irises shining with mischief. Of course he did, Yoongi's assholeness is a never-ending pit filled to the brim with fucking annoying tricks all able to piss you off more than the last one. Yoongi is the only dude you've known that wouldn't mind looking like a premature ejaculator just to irk you.

"'Hope you have a good time at the ball." He has the audacity to add, whilst he not so gently makes you roll off of his body and into the mattress. You could say something, ask for him to stay or just insult him but it would feed his evil contentment and you just resolve on swallowing down the anger.

"I mean it's complicated."

"What is?" Taehyung sighs deeply, bending over the small stone wall, arms dangling in the air like two flabby defeated creatures. Yoongi simply watches him. It's quite unusual to find him in this mood. All defeatist and low-energized.

"It's Jimin. And she's really in love with him. I wouldn't mind if it were anyone else but Jimin is kind of..." Yoongi doesn't say anything. He stares blankly at his friend, which quite frankly is way more dedication than he is used to receiving from him. Therefore, he elaborates. "Isn't he the perfect guy?"

"Hm." Yoongi nods evasively. Yes indeed, Jimin is quite good in his own kind. But he doesn't feel like not being him means they're doomed.

Taehyung, tired of the lack of active responses, straightens up and glares, a new sort of energy found."I don't even know why I'm talking with you, what do you know?"

"You came to me." Yoongi groans, jaws tight and fists twitching from his effort put in not being rude to his friend. They say he's an asshole but they don't realize how hard it is on him dealing with all those problematic cases.

They really don't see it, Yoongi is assured, when Taehyung keeps talking, completely ignoring him, it seems. "Seriously. Maybe I should help you more than you should help me."

"I don't need any help in that department."

"You flirt like an elementary school kid, Yoongi." He says, eyes rolling all the way up and down, with a little shake of his head.

"What?"

"You know, like those kids that spit on and pull at their crushes' hair to seduce them." Yoongi frowns. It's the first time he hears this shit still Taehyung says it like it's an actual fact admitted by all. He knows people don't really get his friendship with you. He thought they believed you two to be at most enemies, and that you just love bickering with each other for entertainment purposes. He didn't know they thought he was attempting to flirt with you. He is not attempting anything. You're the one begging for him to turn your ass bloody red. He doesn't even have to ask!

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Hm." Taehyung smiles knowingly. He meets his friend's eyes, the ones totally unresponsive to the amusement shining in his. But suddenly, his smile drops when he catches sight of the said witch walking right in their direction, with a suspicious hop in her steps. "Oh shit. I'll see you later."

For a split second, Yoongi considers saying something in your defence. Something about how he is being ridiculous, you're not a fucking troll. But then you're here, you call him a dickhead as you always do and since no one is around anymore, you don't waste a second grabbing his hand between your claws to start dragging him somewhere more private. Yeah, maybe he won't ever say anything in your defence.

Your gaze follows his silhouette as he moves about the room, swiftly tidying up. With the wand he just used to clean up the mess he's made on your thighs, he elevates the dress you wore at the ball, discarding of it in the corner. You smile tiredly, a hand reaching out to touch the burning skin of your neck and bosom. He's been so thoroughly covering up the few hickeys your date had made before him, it makes you giddy inside even if you won't admit it. There's a loud commotion coming from the common room. People are still celebrating, wanting to make the most of tonight, since most will be leaving tomorrow for the winter break.

"Do you mind if I stay for the night?" Yoongi sighs deeply, letting himself fall beside you on the bed. He closes his eyes, toss under the covers for a bit before curling up on himself, ready to sleep. Still awaiting, you kick him in the shin.

"You know you don't have to ask.” You grin. You do know. The kids outside the room are still screaming and laughing hysterically. Yoongi besides you grunts. You consider going out to threaten them to shut the hell up but Yoongi's bed feels so warm and he feels so nice next to you, you decide to just ignore them, wrapping your arms around him and pressing your lips to his shoulder.

#yoongi x reader #bts smut #yoongi smut #bts scenario #yoongi scenario #yoongi drabble #bts drabble #my writing #thanks for reading

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