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cosmereplay · 1 day ago

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[ID from above: two screenshots showing the numbers of Stormlight and Navani fics that OP listed in the post. End ID.]

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I am happy to report that some of the suggestions OP made already exist, and those authors would LOVE for you to read their fics and give some love to the stuff they've put tons of effort (sometimes years!) into writing.

First, THE QUINTESSENTIAL Navani fic, covering multiple of those ideas and more, is ibeeHu's series-spanning epic Heaven and Hell: Journal of Navani Kholin. Started in 2023, it's currently in part 3 and over 200K+ words long! If you love Navani, read this fic and encourage the author to keep going on this epic journey! Counted OP's way, this fic is worth 200 thousand-word fics just by itself, but counting fics could never measure how much love and care has gone into writing this.

Dalinar and Navani talking about Gavilar? Try Lo que no podemos tener by SteelAndBendalloy. It's in Spanish, and reads well in Google Translate.

Navani giving Shallan advice and being the mom Shallan needs? How about chapter 18 of Fumbling Towards Ecstasy (by me)? Sure it's ultimately a Shakadolin fic, but it's a cathartic mother-daughter talk.

Navani trying to diffuse tension between Adolin and Dalinar? Check out Against a one year old by Anjardi_nyava

Navani doing spren research? How about the famous (to me) and hilarious (to everyone) fic The Sexy Sapphicspren Search of 1175 by SapphicSpren! The title says it all!

The other ideas, to be fair, I couldn't find a specific match for. But I want to recommend a couple more shining gems in the Navani oeuvre:

Radiant on the Run by Dragontrill - Navani plays a crucial role in tracking down the world's first known Radiant after he runs, spooked by Dalinar discovering his powers.

A Book of Endless Pages by cosmere_play - who would i be if I didn't recommend another of my fics? Navani and Hesina bond over their shared grief.

To Dream by ibeeHu - a post-WaT fic set in space age. Navani does an experiment in space!

A big, happy reunion by Falshivka - This sweet Jasnah's return fic features a Navani POV in the first chapter.

lovely morning by TrishyEves - A little modern AU Navani/Evi. And why not!

Just Another Brick in the Head by BlindRadiant - the outlet we all needed.

Anyway I could keep going...I haven't even touched Navani/Raboniel fics because it would be impossible for me to pick just one or two. (Actually fuck it - In The Vastness by if_one_of_us_falls is a great Navaniel fic. I can't help myself.)

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If the original post encourages you to write, that's great! If you want to do an idea that's already been written, that's two cakes baby and that's awesome, write it!

But OP I want you to know that as a fic writer, even one who's written 90 Stormlight fics, it's hard to hear that all that matters to another fan is numbers. My fellow writers and I have worked really hard over the course of years to produce whatever we've been able to write for the enjoyment of others, and to cultivate a community of mutual support. So to have someone walk in and say "it's not enough!", to imply that we've fumbled, and then suggest fics that already exist is disheartening!

I know that couldn't possibly have been your intention--clearly you're a fan, you love Navani, and you want more people to get to their keyboards and make their Navani-based dreams come true. You wrote it out of love. So here's my advice to you: in the years I've been a fanfic writer, I've only had maybe one or two people write the suggestions I've posted on tumblr. But you know what has a way better success rate? Commenting my compliments on fics that someone is actively working on, fics that I enjoy...it gets more fic way more reliably, encourages the people who are already putting their blood, sweat, and tears into their writing, and makes those blood, sweat, and tears more worthwhile. Plus, then you start to get to know the writers, and they start to get to know you, and that builds the community! We'd love to have you join us!

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Also OP I'm very interested in knowing who you're thinking of for that 5+1 fic and WHO IS THE ONE??? I'm so curious!! 👀

you're telling me that Stormlight, which is over 2 million words long, popular enough to have its own convention, recently finished, and has been releasing books since goddamn 2013, only has 1,907 works on ao3?!?

AND ONLY 247 OF THEM HAVE NAVANI?!?!

come on y'all, Brandon did nOT write two million words and then release all those free writing workshops for us to fumble this ball-- let's get this number up for our QUEEN! i made some navani prompts to get us started...take these, write em, weave em into ur larger fics, ill free beta read!

-Dalinar and Navani genuinely being made to talk about Gavilar.

-Navani giving Shallan advice on how to deal with Kholin boys™, and Shallan receiving the first safe parental figure she's ever had.

-Navani, ever-hesitant to bridge the gap between Dalinar and Adolin, because they're both so volatile at times and wounds can go deep...but just...really, really wanting to. And she doesn't like that it's something she can't fix, but deals.

-Navani being absolutely FASCINATED by Syl and Pattern as spren, especially in her pursuit of fabrial research.

-Navani trying to bond with Jasnah and slowly understanding her daughter's idiosyncrasies, and her place as a mother. Or Navani supporting Jasnah's reign in behind-the-scenes ways that Jasnah might never find out about.

-and of course, a 5+1 with the inevitable moment when she needs support and anyone in the goddamn cosmere she's ever been a great mom™ to is there for her

Write one-shots or weave plots into your larger fics or let them inspire you...and fuck it! add more! don't get intimidated! let your love for the story carry you and write it for navani :D

#I hope I'm not sounding scolding because that's not my intention either #Yes the Cosmere fanfic writers are a smaller community #so it's more important than ever to encourage the people who do write to continue writing #(because writing is a constant pain in the ass)#while also inviting in new folks who maybe don't have much experience with the culture of ao3 #or maybe didn't realize that in a smaller fandom community the very artists and/or writers you're referencing are going to read your posts #anyway reblog with your favourite Navani fic!#You bet your sweet bippy I missed some really good ones #See Trishy? Here's someone else who might want to read the Navani/Hesina you've been thinking about writing #on writing #stormlight fanfic #fic recs

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hestzhyen · 4 months ago

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An Extremely Subjective HakuHiro Romantic Trope Breakdown

Greetings, void. This arc is rough and the brainworms won't let me write my own hurt/comfort fan fiction- they demand half-baked analysis instead of lovemaking. So have the closest thing that passes for fluff from yours truly.

In essence, this is just a list of the explicitly romantic tropes I love applying to HakuHiro with varying degrees of gushing ship babble as justification. Some are definitely skewed hard towards headcanon but there's always at least a tenuous connection to something that's demonstrated in the work itself. Proceed if this kind of brain rot sounds like your jam! Otherwise just please let me die from cringe in peace.

Battle Couple

Offense and support working in perfect harmony.

So this is just one of my personal favourites, but Chihiro and Hakuri definitely have strong vibes for this trope. They fought together in an absolutely stunning display of mutual trust and understanding in the Rakuzaichi Arc. Seriously, these guys pulled off some truly spine-tingly good moves to take down Kyora despite Hakuri only just awakening to his powers the very same day.

They demonstrated this again in the train fight protecting Uruha- Hakuri and Chihiro only need the bare minimum of communication between them to fight in style. I look forward to more chances for them to show off their teamwork! If they end up fighting back-to-back in canon I'll probably just straight up ascend to fudanshi heaven on the spot. I LOVE BATTLE COUPLES.

Love at First Sight/Rescue Romance

"This is the kind of man I need in my life."

Love at First Sight is pretty self-explanatory: person A sees person B and immediately falls head over heels. It's easy to slap that on Hakuri in his introduction chapter- he's only missing an invitation to get to know each other over some coffee when they finally meet up, really. Unless asking someone to help you kill your family is the Kagurabachi universe's equivalent...?

As for Rescue Romance, it's another very simple scenario: person A is saved by person B, which causes them to fall in love. Chihiro saves Hakuri with the other random people at the site of Sojo's massacre attempt, and Hakuri... yeah. You get it.

I think there's a better trope to associate to this later on in the list, but Love at First Sight and Rescue Romance are still apt and very funny tropes to apply towards Hakuri's first impression of Chihiro. The way he waxed poetic over the mystery samurai who saved and inspired him had me in stitches. Seriously, my oldest notes on Hakuri from that chapter are mostly just laughing about him being really passionate about Chihiro for someone who's not intended to be a love interest! Go get 'im, Hakuri. He needs you in his life just as much as you need him in yours.

There's also something to be said from Chihro's side, though...

You bet your sweet Bippy Chihiro's solution to this also ties into his feelings about Hakuri.

Chihiro has expressed that Hakuri saved him twice so far (as of chapter 64). He's guilty as hell over it but he's putting those feelings to good use to become stronger. He's going to become the person Hakuri said he needed, and who he already thinks Chihiro is- but more on that later. Still, improving yourself to meet the measure someone else has of you is pretty romantic, isn't it? Especially so they stop getting hurt for your sake!

Mindlink Mates

Don't need to hear each other at all if you just "get" them.

This is something I like to apply as a Fanon concept based on what happens in canon. Hakuri and Chihiro aren't literally linked mind-to-mind via telepathy, but both of them have a deep understanding of what the other's thinking and feeling at any given moment. I really like the concept that they understand everything about each other on an instinctual level. It's mostly fueled by the Aun concepts that have been associated to them, which I'll get into during a later section. But yeah. Hakuri and Chihiro being borderline telepathic in how they can sense the other's status. That's crack cocaine to me and it's not too far removed from canon so I'm running with it.

I also really like the idea of their strong emotions and desires bouncing off of and amplifying each other's, but I don't know if there's a specific trope for that, so it gets placed here at the end of this tangentially related section. Also not something far removed from canon given how they both fuel each other's self-destructive savior tendencies because they feel the same way!

Moe Couplet

They're so cuuuuuuuuuuuuuute

A Moe Couplet is essentially a pair of characters that enhance each other's cute traits. Separate, they are perfectly fine individuals with their own appeal. Together, they are adorable and capable of some tooth-rottingly sweet moments. This trope isn't typically associated with romantic duos in stuff aimed at general audiences, but it's common in BL as the basis for "fluff" works and wholesome pairings.

This is probably the biggest stretch to apply towards canon on the list, honestly. We haven't seen that much moe moe action from Hakuri and Chihiro- they're kind of busy fighting for their lives or hurting themselves to save others most of the time. But the few moments we get send me straight into cuteness agression-induced brain rot every time I think of them.

Most of this trope label for HakuHiro comes from little details. Like Chihiro often being shown reassuring Hakuri, and Hakuri getting some of the sweetest smiles out of him in return. Hakuri brings out Chihiro's soft side when Char's not around to do so and Chihiro helps Hakuri be his absolute silliest. These guys are are so good to each other! They melt the ice around my cold, dead heart into a slurry of hnnngh and incoherent shipper screeching.

What's it actually based on though? Well, I thought I was just doing normal delusional fudanshi things by thinking Hakuri is extra cute when he's around Chihiro and vice versa. But then Hokazono-sensei threw me a bone in an interview by saying he intended for Hakuri to "bring out Chihiro's personality and add some cuteness". And I. Just. I exploded into confetti on the spot. MOEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

One True Love

This ship is not merely an OTP to me, if you haven't noticed.

Note: "ai" is not inherently romantic despite it being the end-goal of pretty much every romance novel out there. It's for deep, profound affection felt for someone- friends, family, even pets. It's rare and not commonly said aloud outside of the climax of a love story is all!

This is mostly tied to Hakuri's experience with love growing up and how he can find out what 愛 [ai, purest and deepest love], really means.

Hakuri probably has no fucking clue what love of any kind is really supposed to look or feel like, much less the ultimate form of it. His father threw ai around as something to manipulate his children into serving the family tradition. Soya used it as an excuse to torture him. This was deliberately done to contrast with the love that Chihiro knew growing up- true ai between father and son, which was cruelly ripped away from him.

So let Chihiro teach Hakuri, and Hakuri provide in return. They're already each other's perfect partners anyway so just put a romantic spin on it!

Hakuri finding unconditional love he doesn't fear in Chihiro and Chihiro finding the same in Hakuri once more. Neither of them ever needing to fall in love again because they slot together so perfectly to fill the gaps in each other's hearts. Oh I'm gonna die...

Opposites Attract

If not meant to be canon, why colour coded as opposite compliments? :thonk:

This is the trope that activates a primitive part of my brain that overrides all thoughts with eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee noises when it comes to HakuHiro. Hakuri and Chihiro are true opposites that are perfectly balanced to contrast and compliment each other, resulting in a duo greater than the sum of it's parts.

Hokazono-sensei made his intentions about Hakuri and Chihiro extremely clear by going so far as to colour code them for us. This is the protagonist and his foil/deuteragonist guy who is Important as Fuck. The level of detail in designing and writing them reads like he took this trope extremely seriously and said "let's save the Hero + Lancer coding for Hiyuki instead". 'Cause as much as I love her, Hiyuki's got nothing on Hakuri when it comes to this trope. Her thing is closer to being the same person as Chihiro with the opposite frame of mind and mode of expression- it's Hakuri and Chihiro who are the true manifestation of Opposites Attract down to the tiniest details. I'm ready to die on this hill so come at me and put me out of my misery.

I mean just look at these guys:

Chihiro: black and red, stoic, reserved, serious and polite, slim and straight profile.

Hakuri: white and blue, emotive, outgoing, silly and casual, loose and boxy profile.

They invert the same ways under pressure; Chihiro stresses and falters while Hakuri focuses and buckles down. Their fucking backstories are in on it too: they both lost their father's love but under distinctly opposite circumstances. Even the love they received was contrasted since Kunishige was a perfectly wholesome dad while Kyoura used love in an abusively manipulative way! And that laid the foundation for the premise of the Rakuzaichi arc- Hakuri wants to destroy his family's legacy while Chihiro still wants to do right by his. It would take a whole 'nother post to list everything between them because every single detail about one is carefully crafted to be present in the other in order to complete their characters. It's absolutely insane and it's what really sold me on the ship.

The level of care put into writing Hakuri and Chihiro as opposites who complete each other is out of this fucking world. I'll feel sorry for whatever girl gets assigned to be a mandatory heterosexual love interest for either of them because there's just no way to compete when two people are written to be so thoroughly intertwined with each other.

(To clarify just in case: I don't think Chiyuki is a bad ship. I'm not trying to trash it and say HakuHiro's better or more legitimate somehow. I just have an issue with shounen romance in general because the girls don't get nearly as much narrative effort to make them compelling companions to the MC compared to the "best friends" and Kagurabachi is doing nothing new in that regard so far. Hokazono-sensei can actually make a bigger impact by refusing to tease Chihiro and Hiyuki at all instead of going down the tired old path of obligated sub-par heterosexual ship tease/romance IMO.)

The Power of Love

Nice Heroic Second Wind you got after thinking about Chihiro there, Hakuri.

So this is definitely skewed towards pure delusion on my part, but that's what we're all here for anyway. Power of Friendship? Never heard of it.

Basically, person A uses their love for person B to power up and overcome the hardship they're facing. In this case, I'm interpreting Hakuri's tendency to think of Chihiro when he's in dire straits as romantic!

Hakuri comes in clutch a lot and his feelings abut Chihiro are the reason he can do it. The memory of his samurai refusing to yield gives Hakuri the strength to keep standing and finally put Soya down in chapter 36. He does it again in a sadder way in Chapter 58 when he thinks of Chihiro and musters the last of his strength to summon him too late to save Uruha. I have no doubt that he'll have more of these moments as the series goes on, too. Chihiro is kind of hope incarnate to Hakuri.

Chihiro's drawn strength from his feelings for Hakuri too, but not in a pinch kind of way like the Power of Love trope typically implies. I'm just waiting for the day when it's his turn to use memories of Hakuri to keep standing (never gonna happen)!

Chapter 64 update- Chihiro had his own moment! And oh boy is it amazing.

"That's you!!"

He thinks back to Hakuri saying he needs a Samurai in his life, and combined with the guilt he feels over Hakuri's current bed-ridden status, powers up so he can be the person Hakuri said he needed. Chihiro wants to get stronger so Hakuri doesn't have to risk his life and health for him ever again. He's going to become Hakuri's samurai. Holy shit. This is canon! Let all the doubts surrounding how Chihiro feels about Hakuri be dispelled- he cares a hell of a lot.

Ship Tease

Putting this here for lack of a better term, but there's a running gag about Hakuri and Chihiro's relationship that's been escalating in intensity since the early parts of the Rakuzaichi arc. It only comes across in bits and pieces in English compared to Japanese, sadly, but I'll do my best to explain it.

Basically, I'm interpreting the jokes about Hakuri acting like a dog as deliberate ship tease for the lols from the author.

"Paw. Shake. Good boy."

It starts in chapter 28 with Hakuri dropping everything he's doing to run over to Chihiro when his name is called. It's really cute and funny and not something that can get lost in translation- Chihiro calls, and Hakuri comes. Just like a loyal dog to it's master.

It's set aside for a while until the Sword Bearer Assassination Arc starts up and Hiyuki drops this banger during the trial in chapter 46:

"But where he [Hakuri] stands is a big pain in the butt. He's not the one calling the shots." - official TL

Of note is the term Hiyuki used to say that Chihiro's the one in charge: 舵取り [kajitori]. The normal meaning for it is "steering a boat" or "helmsman" with the secondary being leader/director, so it's not like the English TL messed up. Same meaning different wording. What's lost is the subtext: 舵取り as Hiyuki's using it can also imply that Chihiro's in charge of Hakuri like the owner of a dangerous guard dog would be lmao. Hakuri kind of earned that jab after threatening to leave her in the storehouse to die if she hurt Chihiro, though.

And then there's this completely unnecessary scene from Ch. 50...

"Who's this? This little squirt smells like Chihiro, but he's not Chihiro."- official TL

The TL again isn't bad here but it really downplays just how fucking weird Samura is (which downgrades the rocket propellant to mere ship fuel). Samura's phrasing about Hakuri smelling like Chihiro was so batshit insane in Japanese that fellow JP shippers felt compelled to reach out to the rest of us in English to let us know, which is almost completely unheard of.

Basically, Samura wasn't saying that Hakuri merely smelled like Chihiro. He actually said that Hakuri was wearing Chihiro's scent by using 纏う, conjugated and written as まとって (matotte)- completely enveloped in it to the point of smelling identical to him. A native JP reader (in the link above) said that in their interpretation, the phrase "香りをまとって [kaori o matotte], wrapped up in/wearing a scent" isn't really used for friends smelling like each other, but more for lovers, family members, or dogs and their owners in the sense that being so physically close all the time causes their scents to rub off on each other. Hmm.

It's not a normal term used to describe smelling like someone in the first place. When Samura meets younger Chihiro in the flashback and says he "reeks of Rokuhira", he just emphasizes the typical word for "smell/scent" (香り [kaori]) in quotation marks in the Japanese version: [六平の"香り"濃い...ッ!!] and uses 濃い [koi, concentrated/thick] like someone normally would to describe it as "reeking". So for some reason we just had to know that Hakuri smelled like Chihiro in the way dog or a lover would, huh... so much so that Samura thought he actually was Chihiro... (I can't get over this, it sends my sides into orbit every fucking time).

So yeah. That's some top-tier ship tease if I do say so myself. What that dog doin'? What did they get up to on the train before meeting with Uruha? That's for us to decide!

Soulmates

It's not exactly hard to see that Hakuri and Chihiro have a bit more going on between them than standard friendship or brotherhood, even for a shounen series. Even some dudebros acknowledged this before the fandom gave over to homophobic trash anyway.

It all stems from Hakuri invoking one of the most potent romantic tropes there is as soon as they meet:

"That day, a samurai lit my helpless existence on fire."

Jesus Christ Hakuri, that's some passion!

I think the "soulmates" trope is the most fitting description of what's going on between Hakuri and Chihiro from the very first time they meet. I'll even go so far to say that it actually has a pretty damn good case for being canon in a platonic sense!

For the uninitiated (like I was), the soulmates trope is invoked when two characters feel a strong and immediate connection upon first meeting each other. It can be one-sided or even completely rejected by both at the start, but they will always find their way to each other since they are fated to be. The whole world falls into kilter when they get together even if they were perfectly functional people on their own before. HakuHiro is this trope to a fucking T in my mind. Absolutely flawless execution, 10/10 no notes.

Hakuri's part is obvious- he sees Chihiro and decides he must have this amazing person in his life no matter what. He feels the pull of destiny and answers the call with an overabundance of enthusiasm.

Chihiro's part is more subtle. He does the one-sided rejection thing at the start by running away, but fate pulls them together via circumstance and he takes Hakuri back with him. And somehow, for some reason, Hakuri is the first person he opens up about his genuine feelings to in a surprisingly raw way:

"If I don't do something, and a sacred blade takes the lives of innocent people... I wouldn't be able to bear that..."

He met the guy minutes ago, tried to run away from him, then decided to bear his heart to him in the elevator. Chihiro's a natural stoic who doesn't show much of what he's feeling and generally keeps thoughts like this to himself. But Hakuri brings out this softer, more vulnerable side to him that no other character has before. Then as the arc progresses, Chihiro comes to rely on Hakuri more and more until it's crazy to think that he ever ran away in the first place. It's like they were always meant to find and save each other.

I'm not looking too hard at this with shipping goggles strapped to my face. We get confirmation that this is what's going on with them via The Word of God Himself:

From the Volume 4 description: 一方、兄からの愛と暴力によって地に伏した伯理。今際の際に脳裏を過ったのは、ある少女との日々だった。極限の中、二人の少年の魂が呼応する。

"Meanwhile, Hakuri is struck down by his brother's love and violence. On the brink of death, he remembers the days he spent with a certain girl. In the midst of this extreme tension, the souls of both boys resonate with each other."

The last sentence is basically more total harmony/Aun imagery for Hakuri and Chihiro. 呼 (ko) means to call and 応 (ou) means to respond. Together, 呼応 means to act in concert. So Hakuri and Chihiro's souls call out and respond to each other in perfect sync when they're in dire straits. It's canon!

If that's not enough, then there's also the Aun imagery. It was left out of the EN Chapter 38 colour page as usual (never gonna forgive the EN version for removing the text), but basically the author used deliberate religious imagery to tell us that Chihiro and Hakuri have an inherently harmonious relationship. A and Un, in perfect sync- whatever one starts, the other will finish. The beginning and end of all things. A perfect pair.

They demonstrate this lethal effectiveness by working in tandem during the storehouse fight, with Chihiro only needing to yell Hakuri's name for Hakuri to perfectly interpret everything he's thinking and execute on it flawlessly. It's absolutely insane stuff even if we disregard Hakuri only woke up to his power less than an hour ago in-universe isn't it?! And they repeated the stunt the next day while protecting Uruha, so it wasn't just a one-off for a cool moment. It's core to their dynamic for their souls to resonate in total harmony!

And just to top it off, we got a funny little gag of Chihiro and Hakuri passing out and waking up at the same time side-by-side after the auction, totally in sync.

All of this within a week of meeting each other.

Some actual romantic soulmate couples don't get this much effort put into coding their relationship, just saying. I also don't think people would be so quick to jump on the sibling interpretation after Shiba's "What are ya, twins?" joke if Hakuri and Chihiro were a heterosexual ship option, just sayin'.

Unknowingly in Love

No sad pictures of dead Kunishige in this post!

This is another one that's far closer to fanon than canon. It banks on the fact that both of them grew up isolated and, quite frankly, probably poorly socialized compared to the rest of the world.

Chihiro lived with just his dad in a remote mountain home and only occasionally visited the town nearby with Shiba. No friends, no school even. Hakuri lived on the secluded Sazanami estate surrounded by his family and saw some of the outside world, but likely only the criminal elements of it. Plus there's the whole growing up only knowing love as something abusive and manipulative thing; even his parent's marriage was strongly implied to be arranged and joyless. Neither of these guys have anything decent in their personal lives to reference from!

So in my mind, while Hakuri and Chihiro have certainly heard of romantic love and thought about it themselves, they wouldn't really have an idea of what it feels or looks like to them. Couple that with being each other's first friends ever and you've got some extremely potent fluff (or angst) about them being unaware that what they're feeling isn't platonic.

You Are Worth Hell

I will follow you into the dark.

And to round things off, one of my favourite romance tropes ever! But it's not canon at all- YET.

You see, Hakuri and Chihiro are constantly pulling each other forward. When one stumbles, the other's there with a helping hand. But what happens when one descends into hell like Chihiro says he's doing this very arc? Will the other try to throw them a lifeline and hope for the best?

Nay! The other will stay by their side out of love.

This trope can veer too close to toxic situationship scenarios for comfort, it's true. Characters staying to "save" someone or letting themself get dragged down at their own expense is not healthy at all. But the core sentiment of this trope is that anything is bearable if you're with the one you love. The emphasis isn't on the mutual suffering but rather the comfort of being together despite it all.

My personal interpretation of the relationship between Hakuri and Chihiro is that one was born in hell (Hakuri) and the other has condemned himself to it (Chihiro). Hakuri's trying to rise up while Chihiro has consigned himself to sink further into the darkness. They met at at a crossroads on their respective journeys and are walking together for a while. And when Chihiro takes a turn to keep going further down, I think Hakuri will stop him from going too far. Hakuri will be the light in the gloom until the mission's over. Then they'll figure out if they can make it back up or not. And if they can't? Well, he was already at rock bottom before Chihiro came into his life. It's worth it to stay in hell at his side and face everything together.

So I think this can apply very well to HakuHiro as the current arc progresses. Hakuri choosing to stay as a partner to provide support rather than trying to save Chihiro at his own expense would be huge character growth for him. And Chihiro accepting Hakuri's gesture would be growth for him too- he doesn't have to do this alone. There's no truly Bad End for their stories if they are walking side-by-side to face the hardships together until the end.

That's it. If you got through all this, thanks. Yap at me about tropes I missed! I love hearing the myriad ways other people interpret this ship. Unless you think fixed left-right boring seme/uke stereotype ChiHaku is the only valid interpretation, in which case we can never be friends. Sorry not sorry.

#kagurabachi #hakuhiro #chihiro rokuhira #hakuri sazanami #I visited TV Tropes for the first time in years to help make this list since I'm not savvy on trope names #It was disappointing but not surprising to see that the romance tropes section is still extremely heteronormative #The general Kagurabachi page also doesn't have a dedicated HoYay section- it's all buried in the YMMV tab #How is that even allowed with all the passionate men gushing about each other in this series #I don't care enough to try and fix it myself though. I'm sick of general fan spaces and the mean-spirited snark around m/m ships #Trope meta yap

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cuprohastes · 1 year ago

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I shall now pick this object up...

Garf, Un-Named Male, Phalanges Mittens and Cat Fantastic were in theory working on part of the live ecosystem reclamation down in Sanitation.

Not an especially unusual situation, since they were after all, really high tech sanitation engineers from the future; or from their point of view, Life Support Tech.

A job's a job and people like to breathe clean air, not die of 'drinking water' or have to wade through sewage of any level.

The issue had been traced to monitoring probe that was hallucinating, and thus the apparent issue had been resolved in two minutes of work, three of swearing at a stuck bolt, and ten of getting Cat Fantastic to go get the replacement part, which had led to a long discussion between Garf and Un-Named male about how weird it was to see a Little Guy without a Big Atrix.

"Yes -- but Cat drives that tool trolley around, so it helps." Phalanges said, referring to the robotic workbench nicknamed "The Office".

The workbench was originally designed to follow a worker around, but since Phlanges didn't have a pouch for his Little Guy the way Garf did,t he and Dave had converted the thing to keep Cat warm.

Later, once they got the manual remote replaced by a unit Cat could use, they'd added a basket for snacks so Cat could do a drinks and sandwich run to the Cafeteria, and a cargo box to haul parts and tools.

Around then Dave herself showed up and took a professional look through the viewport at huge tray of essentially very wet dirt that a variety of mosses and fungi and earth plants were cohabiting on.

Dave of course was the certified expert in this system, so it behoved her to stick her snout in and take a look-see.

"Stuck gas probe?" she guessed and then rather theatrically reached in and picked up a bottle of Lychee soda from the snack storage using two claws.

Garf and the two Little Guys reacted appropriately with amazement and Phalanges who was actually Human and usually fairly good at this stuff had to say, "OK what am I missing?".

Almost everyone held up their hands.

Phalanges looked around and then held up his hand.

"Oh. Oh!" he said.

Tsin have three fingers and an opposable thumb. All of them have large, sturdy digging claws.

Atrix have two fingers and two thumbs, which have thick, conical claws.

Terrafruit Fruits of Earth (Tee Em) bottles have no claws but are very smooth and incredibly hard to hold unless one get's their palm and fingers around it... and Dave had lifted it human style.

Dave's not human. She's a Tsin. This may or may not have been mentioned before.

Phalanges, biologically human but extremely well integrated with non-human ergonomics gets it.

"OK... I can tell you're dying to show off." he said.

"You bet your sweet bippy I am!" said Dave who's mastery of colloquial English was charmingly archaic.

She held out a hand and on examination: There were silicone pads fixed in place on the inside curve of her claws - Textured pads.

"Hang on, is that...?" said Phalanges, and Dave said "Yes! Fingerprints!"

"Who's?"

"Nobody's. It's a generated, semi symmetrical pattern, and they're all the same." explained Dave. "They're called Humanfingers."

"A name that will not cause any confusion or sound weird and creepy." said Phalanges wryly. "Though I can see the use."

"Yeah. They were invented on the station." Dave said proudly. "And I think the marketing lab is working on the name. As per normal it's Eat your Own Mushrooms time so I have been Authorised to distribute everyone's test sets. Let me just reach into my pocket..."

Dave made a show of taking out individual packets with just her claw tips. Two small sets for Un-Named Male and Cat Fantastic. One for Garf, who started by helping un-named Male get his on so he could help her.

Phalanges took the hint and helped his Little Guy, and soon Cat was practicing with them on The Office's control pad, Un-Named male doing some backseat driving.

"And of course, because the computer was told to automate the manufacturing and disbursement for all non-humans based on staff profiles..." said Dave with glee.

"Oh no." said Phalanges and held out a hand.

Dave dropped the last packet into his hand. It contained ten thimble like objects with oval pads on each.

"The print team were so amused when they got the error that they didn't have the right biometric data that they whipped up a unique set for you." Dave told her buddy.

Phalanges - Priorly the other Dave of Dave The Human and Dave the Human ceremoniously put them all on and made menacing finger wiggles. "You know this means that I can no longer be identified for my many future crimes via fingerprint." he said.

Dave looked at Garf, who shrugged and said, "Don't look at me. This monster... you created."

#Station Stories #Tsin #Atrix #Dave The Human

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maginxlia · 3 years ago

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Starring Nanami, Gojo, Toji and Sukuna Ryomen in How They Freak You

Rated TV-MA

Contains Adult Themes, Content and Language

Nfsw

Minors please don’t interact because this one is Dirty Dirty

No pronouns are in this ish so have Fun💖

✨Director’s Commentary✨ I know I know I’ve been slippin, slacking and some can say Jiving BUT I can explain! I’m been going through a lot of shit and I’m very sorry for leaving y’all out in the cold🧡 Thanks a lot to @mitsuri-softy I was inspired to write this weekend and I’m very grateful for the inspiration 💖 I hope y’all are doing well and being safe💖 Don’t forget to Stay Hydrated and remember to take your meds and vitamins💖 You who loves you? I do! Even tho I be really silent at times✨ Thank y’all for all the support and love✨ Please stay warm Babes 💖

Nanami Kento (Whatta man! You got a good Man! Good God!)

This King Here! This King Here! wants to softly make love to you but he'll fuck you crazy if you want him to

He Got that Husband Meat, The kind of pipe that you want to attach to through better or worse and Never get bored

Nanami is Through when it comes to foreplay, He will bite, suck and lick you until you're sated

Always make sure you're comfortable; if he thinks your head is even gonna graze the headboard he's gonna put pillows down

Each of his thrusts is deliberately well placed, he knows where that spot that makes you yell out his name and he's gonna hit it perfectly every time.

Loves it when you scratch up his back, it just adds logs to the flame that makes him want to give it to you more

Never will this man try to put you in any positions where you might pull a muscle, He knows your limits

Loves any positions where he can easily kiss you or hold you in his arms

Fucking this man is a very passionate event, He wants to hold your hand while he's making you delirious on pleasure

He put your pleasure above his always

Nanami is tired but he can last up to an hour but he recovers rather quickly! he spends his recovery massaging your thighs and back

Dots on you when it's all said and done

He takes good care of you so please take good care of him

Gojo Satoru (The Master of Agility and Booty)

Pipe Game on Magnificent 99% of the year (Save the 1% because nobody is perfect even tho he believes his is meat)

Run that hot bath and add your favorite bubbles cause you're in for a long ass night

Every Quickie and fucking is a Main event with this man

Gojo will sacrifice his sleep to Clap those cheeks all night long and go to work tired but a Happy man

Better Namaste and chill because he's gonna be putting you in the advanced Freakniques positions

Has a mirror over the bed because he loves watching y'all get busy (If they have a mirror over the bed they nasty nasti)

The champion of Foreplay, Mans believe that if you're not super turned on and begging for him to ruin you ... Then he failed you

Every position where he can look at your blissed out expression and you can stare into his pretty eyes is his favorite

He's gonna fuck you belligerent while smiling down at you with his eyes glistening like the stars

His Cocky ass will do push ups while he’s in you

If you ride him this man wants you to keep your eyes on him

He's gonna fuck you belligerent while smiling down at you with his eyes glistening like the stars

The word "Deeper" is missing out from your vocabulary, He knows what drives you crazy

The pace is neither too rough nor too soft, It's just right

Neighbors hate him because of how loud you is and you can bet your sweet bippy he's telling you to be louder

Coherent sentences?? Who She? Words are forgotten and the language that is falling through your lips is unknown; Could it be Latin? Who knows! Gojo got you not caring if you accidentally summon some ancient beast

Fushiguro Toji (Emperor of Raw Power, Strength and Bad decisions)

Dead beat Papa is Home and is ready to wreak you or Ruin your life

Cardio and Strength training part 2 for him, He will pick your ass up and pound the ambitions out of you

Look at his fine ass body... I mean look at them beautiful titties 🤤 he got the endurance and strength to go to for hours

You will be sore for a few days

But don't worry he's not that selfish; He's so good at Oral that you'll be Splash Mountain wet and your legs will be shaking harder than a car with broken engine mounts (If you know you know)

Mans a powerhouse, His thrust game will make your Soul quiver

Think when you ride him you'll be doing all the work? Hell no Toji still putting in raw power

Irony; One of his favorite positions is the Upstanding Citizen (Not an Upstanding bone in his damn body) He Will not drop You! He doesn't care if you weigh 105 pounds or 200+ pounds just wrap those legs around him and prepare for a dirty rough ride

Pitiful; The fact that another one of his favorites is the Mating Press but he hates the thought of a baby🤔 This logical Thought flies out the window when your legs are up and he praises the hell outta you

He's a Hair puller And if your hair off limits please let him put his hands around your neck please

You're gonna be littered with hickeys bby

He's not two minutes of fun and I'm done type of guy, Man can last for an hour and His recovery on Usain Bolt timing

He knows how to slow the pace down and to quicken it when needed

He wants you to be a drooling mess and fucked out of your mind

Feed his Ego Babe Feed it

Ryomen Sukuna (King of Curses, The Destroyer of your ability to walk amongst other things)

Say your prayers beforehand! You will need them

Sukuna fucks rough, slow and deep. He wants to relish the feeling of YOU

Mans a beast, he can and will put you in positions you never even heard of if your body is willing

You might want to look at some YouTube videos about flexibility before you let Sukuna go wild on you

He is a selfish creature by nature but that works for your benefit too, His oral skills are something to die for and he will lap you up until HE is satisfied

He knows how to make you scream, cream or squirt effortlessly

He won't maul your delicate parts with his claws but your thighs, ass and back is free real estate

The king of curses will go absolutely feral, You will be bruised and mark the fuck up

Hell Mark him up with your nails or your teeth, He loves the thought of you being driven feral and wild by him

If you have a size kink, you're in luck Sukuna loves to put his weight down on you while fucking the thoughts outta you. Yummy

Also your BED will BREAK so Yuuji better get used to opening that wallet because Sukuna gonna be in them pockets (Again)

Bed broken? The Fun doesn't stop, he will hold you in his arms while he continue to give you pipe so good it should be illegal

Sukuna is VERY STRONG and can easily break your pelvis with his thrusts; so he never goes his version of rough on you

He Can last for hours and baby believe me you won't be bored

He Fucks you so thoroughly The spirits of your ancestors are hella worried for you

Sukuna Doesn't give one damn about Yuuji having classes, work or plans in the morning, He will fuck you all night into the next evening if you let him

Walking? Wow what a nice thing that was. maybe in a week of rest you be back walking again

Comments, Likes, Reblogs and Requests is Hella loved and Appreciated💖 Please don’t Steal My Shit

#headcanons #black writer #jjk headcanons #gojo saturo x reader #jjk x reader #toji fushiguro x reader #jutsu kaisen #toji x reader #nanami x reader #jjk #toji fushiguro x you #ryomen sukuna x reader #sukuna x reader #ryomen sukuna x you

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crackimagines · 5 years ago

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Konosuba: Three Houses AU A+ Support Ending

I honestly couldn’t think of a good way to have Byleth S Support any of the Konosuba gang, so I decided to have an A+ Support ending instead, solidifying their friendship. That being said, I can definitely do a student S Support if asked.

Without further ado, the ending of Three Houses with the Konosuba gang!

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Konosuba 3H Masterlist here!

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Blue Lions - Kazuma

(Kazuma) “So teach...it’s all over.”

(Byleth) “Yes. I still have a long way before I can properly relax and have the country be in peace. As for you guys, you can finally go home, right?”

(Kazuma) “Yeah, turns out we finished what we were brought here for...As by who was satisfied, that’s beyond me.”

(Byleth) “Hah, well...I guess this is goodbye Kazuma. I have to say, you definitely were one weird student of mine but...You’re a good man.”

(Kazuma) “Nah, don’t get all sappy and shit with me.”

(Byleth) “Huh?”

(Kazuma) “Knowing our luck, we’ll be seeing each other again...Besides, goodbyes are lame after what we’ve been through. I’m just...not here right now.”

(Byleth) “Hah, that’s a good outlook...Well then, Kazuma, everyone...See ya later.”

“Catch ya again real soon, Byleth!”

Blue Lions - Darkness

(Darkness) “Professor, it’s been one heck of a ride.”

(Byleth) “Indeed. For better or worse, you’ve all changed my life.”

(Darkness) “Same with us...I know now how much I should cherish those I care for, and life itself.”

(Byleth) “...That’s not going to stop you from your kinks, is it?”

(Darkness) “Oh, GODDESS NO IT WON’T. I’m changed, not insane, professor!”

(Byleth) “Strangely enough, I wouldn’t want it any other way with you. You make sure you protect everyone. I want to see you all visit Fodlan when it’s stablized a bit.”

(Darkness) “Of course, you have my word...And professor-”

“When you require our aid, I will be more than happy to lend a hand once more to your cause. Until then, farewell, professor.”

Black Eagles - Megumin

(Megumin) “Maaan, I won’t be able to see Edie and you guys able to change Fodlan!”

(Byleth) “I’m sure you will eventually, Megumin. I doubt this is the last you’ll see of us.”

(Megumin) “Fair point...Oh, I know! When I return, I’ll make sure my explosions burn brighter than ever!”

(Byleth) “Hah, I’d love to see it. Edelgard’s really gonna miss you, ya know?”

(Megumin) “Yeah, and I’m going to miss everyone too...Oh, I know! How about one last explosion, one that everyone can see?!”

(Byleth) “For old time’s sake? Absolutely.”

(Megumin) “Thanks! Now...-”

“Watch closely, professor. FOR MEGUMIN’S FINAL EXPLOSION!”

Golden Deer - Aqua

(Aqua) “Ya know...I kinda thought Sothis would show up one last time to say goodbye. Like some ol’ cliche in a story.”

(Byleth) “I have no doubt she’s waving goodbye and berating you right now.”

(Aqua) “She better be...I’m gonna miss you, professor. You, Claude, even Hilda...everyone...Thank you for all you’ve done.”

(Byleth) “Of course, Aqua. That’s what we’re here for. You make sure you take care of the others, yeah? You’re a goddess after all.”

(Aqua) “You bet your sweet bippy I will...And Sothis, if you hear this, screw you but...thank you as well.”

“Tell everyone I said goodbye, will ya? Take care, we’ll see you again someday, I’m sure of it!”

#konosuba #fire emblem three houses imagines #fire emblem three houses headcanons #fe3h #fe16 #byleth #aqua #megumin #darkness #satou kazuma #dustiness ford lalatina

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alphabees-writes · 5 years ago

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Glee - S1 E1 (Pilot)

Is it a smart idea to rewatch glee again? No.

Am I going to do it anyway? You bet your sweet bippy I am!

Am I going to liveblog my garbage monkey brain thoughts along the way even though nobody asked for it? Hell yeah.

Here goes!

Wow. The first frame of this entire show is literally of a woman who looks like she’s about 10 years above the natural lifespan of a Cheerio. Then again, I’m sure Sue’s not above holding back her best recruits for multiple years because Ohio high schools are apparently just Like That™

I also never notice this opening song was a remix of Keep Me Hangin On, wow. That’s actually kind of interesting foreshadowing of sorts, like, kind of smart. I’m glad I’m watching the part of Glee that was kind of smart.

This scene also doesn’t feature any of the Unholy Trinity as far as I can see. Are they a JV squad? Am I putting too much thought into this?

Sign #1 That Mr Schuester Is An Asshole: Really, my guy? Driving around with your muffler dragging on the ground so bad it’s making sparks? That’s not very Road Safety of you. Fuck off.

Sign #2 That Mr Schuester Is An Asshole: Wow, there’s going to be a lot of these, huh? Anyway, anybody with working eyes would clearly see how scared Kurt is right now. “Making some new friends Kurt?” Fuck off.

KURT. FIRST SIGHTING OF THE BOY. What a delight. But also, not a delight, because he’s being bullied and he deserves better. Look at his outfit. Iconic from day fucking one.

Finn, you’re a himbo. What’re you doing with these assholes?

Puck’s first line in the whole series is “It’s hammer time!” What a fucking dork? Who made this boy popular.

DO MORE THAN TAKE HIS COAT, FINN. LET HIM GOOOOO!!!

I paused while they were tossing Kurt in the dumpster and, wow, got the most hilarious frame where the guy who isn’t Puck is getting a meticulously polished boot to the face. Netflix let me take screenshots, you coward.

The first shot of Quinn... My wlw bones are shaking.

Why would they use that photo for Lillian Adler...? WHO WAS BORN IN 1937, MIGHT I ADD. THAT’S NOT A REAL YEAR.

It’s weird to see Mr Schue actually speaking competent Spanish. Why did they veto that later? The ONE likeable thing about him was his competence as a school teacher, and they really threw it out the window huh?

WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO THE MEMBERS OF SANDY RYERSON’S GLEE CLUB??? This kid seems to really like singing. Also, welcome to the beginning of Ryerson being annoying as all hell.

Oh my gosh, the background choir stuff. This show really had style back in the day!!!

R A C H E L B E R R Y Y O U R M A K E U P ! ! !

Ken Tanaka walked so incels could run.

Jane Lynch you beauty. You absolutely impeccable beauty.

“Since when are cheerleaders performers?” Uh... Emma...? I get that Sue’s going ham on her budget but, like, be nice to the students? They perform their butts off!

Sue really just BRAGGED about having an iPhone. I was 9 when this came out. Why do I feel old...

Sign #3 That Mr Schuester Is An Asshole: He hears his coworker, presumably of several years, just got fired and doesn’t even ask why. He just jumps on the glee club like a frog on hot asphalt.

He really wants to Make The Glee Club Great Again, huh?

MySpace was really a thing, huh? And why does this grown-ass male teacher know so much about the students having them?

I know nothing about actual American schools, but I do know that they sure as shit don’t work like this. Why does a club have to win EVERY competition to be considered an asset?

Mr Shoe really lying awake at night half-naked next to his wife thinking about the glee club already? Yeah sounds about right. Also, of course you’d think up Nude Erections for a name, you asshole. Put some clothes on.

R E S P E C T MERCEDES YES!!!

Brad the piano player was really here from day ONE... Icon.

Cellophane, Mr Cellophane... Yes Kurt bby you killed it.

Chris Colfer looks so YOUNG here!!!

The hair fix... I C O N I C !

Tina really wrote her stutter down, huh? And nobody ever saw through it? Amazing.

The goth Tina look, too... Perfect... Never change...

Say what you want about Rachel Berry being generally insufferable, but I really fucking feel it when she sings On My Own. The monologue kind of kills The Drama of it, but they really solidly established her character by layering them. She really is a gold star right now.

The first-ever on-screen slushie!

The way she walks down that hall. My God you can just see how terrible she is to be around.

Never forget Rachel staring at photos of her with two men who turned out to not be her dads. Who are they? What are their stories? We’ll never know.

God, I love this stupid scene of Quinn, Santana, and a bunch of Cheerios cartoonishly typing hate comments on Rachel’s MySpace video and laughing like knock-off Disney villains.

I like watching season 1 Artie because season 1 Artie was a good character. Mostly. And he KILLED Sit Down, You’re Rocking The Boat. Rachel wasn’t asking for a male lead who could keep up with her vocally, she was being straight up ableist and that’s a fact. I love Cory, but Kevin McHale was always a better singer.

Mercedes picking up and spinning Rachel for this little routine is something I never really appreciated before, it’s cute even though they don’t like each other yet!

I really don’t get why Rachel says they suck. Yeah, sure, she’s gunning for a solo, but the vocals were solid there. The choreo was just a little janky, possibly because it’s their first EVER rehearsal?

“There is NOTHING ironic about show choir!” Incredible.

How long did it take Mr Shoe to find Rachel out on the bleachers? Did he search the whole school first?

ARTIE! CAN! KEEP! UP! WITH! YOU! VOCALLY!

I never understood Rachel quitting so soon. How long was she in the old glee club for? Surely they were never popular either?

Ah, the first “My hands are tied” for the series. Mr Figgins is a garbage principal.

Not going to advise the principal against referring to Artie as a cripple, William Shoestir? Alright.

How did the Schuester marriage last as long as it has? Do Will and Terri’s insufferable personalities just cancel one another out?

Sandy Ryerson really just openly brags about cheating the system for medical marijuana and dealing it?

Matt Morrison 100% has lip fillers. Nobody’s smile curls like that naturally.

“Terri and I are trying to get pregnant” What a weird way to phrase it. What is it, a race? Who’s going to get knocked up first!

A FIFTH OF BEETHOVEN, HOW I’VE MISSED YOU... The sound design of this show at this point is just... *Chef hand kiss*

“What you’re doing right now is called blurring the lines” Oh just wait until season 4, Sue... Just you wait.

WHY is Mr Schuester so ridiculously sweaty? I didn’t need to think about that?

EVERYONE on the football team is 30.

William Schuester you can’t just watCH TEENAGE STUDENTS SING IN THE SHOWER YOU ARE A TEACHER WHERE DID YOU GET YOUR LICENSE?!

Hearing Cory sing this always makes me emotional. What a talent!

Sign #4 That Mr Schuester Is An Asshole: I don’t think I need to say why using the weed to blackmail Finn is a shitty thing to do, do I?

“I’ll pee in a cup! ...I’ll pee...” I love Cory’s delivery.

PRIORITY #1: HELP THE KIDS Oh season 1... I love you so.

Mr Schue you WISH you were anything like Finn Hudson. You never will be.

Ah... Finn’s first monologue. He’s such a sweetheart. AND SO IS CAROLE. Carole is a queen I will stan forever. YOU THROW THAT MILK BB!!!

All Finn wants to do is make his mom proud. What a sweetheart. Mr Schue you do NOT deserve him.

These POV shots really enhance things, why the fuck did they stop using them?

Subtly having Kurt look at Finn in the same shot as Rachel was a nice touch indeed!

RACHEL WAS REALLY DOWN WITH ROLLING ARTIE RIGHT OFF THE STAGE HUH?

Terri’s a straight up hoarder, huh? Like a raccoon but instead of collecting edible garbage, it’s monogrammed garbage.

Surely you can’t just... BECOME an accountant, right? You need some serious qualifications for that right?

Also say what you want about how insufferable Terri is but her actress is ridiculously talented and absolutely steals every scene she’s in.

Now the background choir is doing Soul Bossa Nova and I am L I V I N G why didn’t they keep that motif!!! It was so ICONIC!

I don’t need my prostate removed. RIP Carole Hudson but I’m different :/

NO MEANS NO, KEN! TAKE THE L AND MOVE ON! Way to take out the fact that a girl won’t date you on everybody else around you! Toxic bastard. The absolute stench of melodrama on this bastard is noxious.

I was going to ask why Rachel didn’t know about Finn and Quinn if they’d already been together for 4 months, but then I remembered gossiping requires friends...

“Terri rides me. Hard. And I’ve always appreciated it!” Why don’t we talk about how this line sounds more. Why doesn’t Emma bat an eye at it oh my god

HERE COMES VOCAL ADRENALINE!!! And Jesse St. James is nowhere to be seen. How convenient. Also, they’re all 30. I’m sensing a pattern.

Sorry VA, all songs popularised my Amy Winehouse legally belong to Santana Lopez

Puck, if you were stupid enough to fall for the prostate excuse, that’s on you. Or maybe it’s on the education system...

You can do better that Mr Schue, kids. Don’t mourn him.

Ok, what the fuck is this scene where he’s filling out the job app to become an accountant? There’s a dude in the row in front off him just throwing crisps around? What is this place?? Why are you here sir???

“Accounting is sexy” shut up you horrible married man

The Cheerios sure did have straight ponytails for like, one episode, huh?

Finn is such a good boy. He doesn’t know it yet, but he is, and saving Artie from that portapotty is his first step to figuring it out.

This shot of Finn just wheeling Artie out of there... Ugh. My HEART.

KURT WHAT ARE THOSE LAYERS? SWEATER SHIRT SWEATER? HELLO???

Pee balloons. Nailing the lawn furniture to the roof. Finn, you’re better than that!!! Stop your dudebros.

They really had Artie be a guitar player, and a pretty good one at that, but they never mentioned it again? Artie had such potential SMH. (Also, Netflix subtitles are telling me it’s Arty, but I categorically refuse to spell it that way.)

Whyyyyy didn’t he go to KURT for the costumes as well? Look at his outfit, Finn. He clearly wants in on that job.

Will Schuester really is just desperately clinging to his glory days in high school. I’d feel bad for him if he wasn’t such a creep about it.

Emma, meaningfully: Do you know who that is? That’s you, Will... [FRANTIC DISCO MUSIC IN THE BACKGROUND]

I find it hilarious how the audio of Don’t Stop Believin’ just DOES NOT match the characters except for the solos... Also wow, autotune city. Am I awful for genuinely not liking this cover?

I like watching them perform it though. Kurt’s adorable little shimmy... Rachel and Tina smiling at each other like that... Everybody having a blast... I’m here for it

LOOK AT MY BABIES TILTING THOSE MIC STANDS...

Ok the way Rachel and Finn look at each other here is making me FEEL

I know Puck’s about to join anyway but WHY is he there watching... Just to have a mysterious bad boy moment? Lol you dramatic bastard

Please let them win nationals without you, Will.

So, yeah! There’s that! Those are my thoughts and feelings, basic though they may be. Episode one is fantastic, the kids are fantastic, and William Schuester can suck a toe.

#Glee #Glee seasson 1 #Rosie watches things and then says things about the thing

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unchartedterritoria · 7 years ago

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Dangerous (Sam Drake x OC) - Chapter 22

All of the previous chapters can be found on A03 or on FF.net.

If you don’t want to read this on here, below is the link to the chapter on A03:

Chapter 22 A03 Link

A quick summary: Faith takes a day off and celebrates a holiday Sam had forgotten all about. The duo also satusify a curiosity they’ve had about the other.

A big thank you to all of the comments, kudos and reblogs. They really mean the world to me and give me the confidence to keep posting this story. It’s nice to know when people are enjoying it.

Days had passed since the close call at the cemetery with Nox's men. After seeing the Third Artillery inscription on the tombstones, full on research mode was on. Faith and Sam both knew that they were in a race with Jasper Nox for information, for treasure, and that, one way or another, the end was near. The days of the week followed one another quickly, one rolling into the next, a giant snowball of days and data that was proving to be empty. Of the three forts in the Florida Keys they had scoured, they were 0 for three on leads for where they were garrisoned.

The next day brought a late and hazy Sunday morning. Faith had woken up later than Sam, something that wasn't entirely out of the ordinary, except instead of the typical twenty minutes, it took Faith an extra two hours to get out of bed.

As Sam came in from his smoke, Faith emerged from the bathroom, dressed in a black tank top and army green shorts. Her hair hung in frizzy clumps around the glasses on her face and the almost vacant, tired look she had solidified her lack of enthusiasm for the day ahead.

“Morning,” Sam greeted her, putting his smokes down on the table.

“Hey.”

“I didn't think you were gonna wake up today.”

Faith offered Sam a half-hearted shrug of her shoulders, causing a feather of concern to blow into his brain. Something seemed a little off. Noticing the uneasiness in his eyes, Faith scratched her scalp vigorously and quickly threw her hair up into a sloppy ponytail. Roughly rubbing her face to get the blood running, she stood in front of the notebooks and textbooks in front of them.

“Alright, where did we leave off?”

"We got nothin' out of the names from the gravestones. I say we go back to Fort Taylor-"

“We've been there,” Faith said flatly, cutting him off.

“We go back to Fort Taylor and see if there is anything we missed. Officer names, other regiments.” “We've been there, twice. We got all we could. We followed up on every bit of it. Nothing.” Faith replied, her arms crossed in front of her chest as she leaned back against the wall.

Sam offered a deep sigh. He didn't want to admit it, but he was starting to run out of ideas.

“Cemetery then. Go back through,-”

"Sam," Faith interrupted, then offered up an annoyed sigh.

“We go back through and look for more members of the Third Artillery,” Sam said, talking over Faith's groans of protest.

“We've already been through there already! Multiple times! Every one that we found, nothing. Not a single fucking thing!” Faith waved her arms in frustration as she started to pace.

Sam leaned on the table. He cocked his head to the side and stared at Faith, his own frustration starting to percolate as well. "I'm starting to run dry on ideas here sister; you got any more you want to throw out there?"

“You're supposed to be the famous treasure hunter, think of more treasure hiding places!” She said, her voice raised to a frustrated peak.

“Hey!” Sam said defensively.

Faith closed her eyes and massaged the tender spots above her eyebrows.

“Nope, I can't do this today. Can't do it,” She said, shaking her head slowly, the tips of her fingers still pressing against her forehead.

"What?" Sam questioned as he watched Faith stalk across the room towards their duffels.

“I can't do this today Samuel. Not today,” She said as she grabbed a handful of crumpled bills. Folding them hastily, she stood up and stuffed them in the front pocket of her shorts.

“I need a break,” Faith declared and headed to the room door, sliding on her sneakers.

"If you come up with any great ideas, beautiful. In the meantime, I'll be at the bar."

Faith shut the door behind her with a resounding slam. Sam glanced at the time on the small microwave of their kitchenette.

11:02 AM.

What the hell was that? Sam thought to himself.

Sam knew better than to follow her. They had been in close quarters with each other for the last three weeks, and the pressure to find what Dr. Mudd had hidden before Jasper compounded with each passing day. With no real time to recharge, it was just a matter of time before one of them snapped; therefore Sam had no qualms about amusing himself for a couple of hours and letting Faith have some space.

Sam sat at the small table in the hotel room, half-heartedly flipping through an oversized glossy book about Key West Marinas. As the time passed, the cigarette breaks became more and more frequent. After two hours, Sam pushed the books away, a sour lemon look of disgust on his face. He was getting nowhere.

Defeated for the day, Sam grabbed a fresh, cold six pack out of the mini fridge and plopped down on the bouncy hotel bed. Flipping the TV on to a local channel, he opened himself a beer. As the TV played a program on the dangers of invasive species of fish to the Keys ecosystem, Sam let his mind wander back to Mary Todd Lincoln, Samuel Mudd, and their surprising friendship. Taking the pirate coin out of his front pocket, he began to dance it over his fingers, flipping it expertly end over end as it passed each knuckle. The familiar motion calmed the unintentional nicotine surge he had caused with his frequent smoke breaks.

I still don't get it. How do you forgive anybody after they've killed someone, especially someone you love? Alright, he didn't pull the trigger, but that's beside the point. He helped out the bad guy. Mudd was right, she musta been an angel or somethin' cause I sure as shit don't think I could.

Lost in thought, the minutes flipped by, turning into hours. Sam was oblivious to the time that had passed. He had mastered the art of amusing himself, having spent a good chunk of his adult life learning to ignore the passage of time or he would have been apt to lose his mind in that 9x9 cell.

It wasn't until he reached for a beer from his second six-pack and found the cardboard container empty that he finally noticed the time on the microwave.

4:52 PM

Sam grabbed his cellphone. No messages.

Shit, I better go and make sure she's still alright.

Slipping the room key, the coin, and his smokes into his shirt pocket, he stepped out into the muggy afternoon and headed towards their bar.

With 52 bars on the tiny island, Faith and Sam had designated The Green Parrot their bar. It was situated a block away from their hotel, had stiff drinks, decent food and was never crammed with tourists. With an atmosphere that seemed to cater more towards the less rowdy crowd, it was the perfect place for them to drink and talk about research without having to yell over a woo-hooing bachelor party of twenty-somethings.

Sam rounded the edge of the block and under the green awnings that lined the corner of the building. A wall of cold air hit him in the face as he walked through the doorway, causing goosebumps to appear on his forearms.

After their third visit, Faith had nicknamed the decor Taxidermist Goes Tropical. The upper walls were lined with mounted tropical birds while intricate mobiles of seashells hung from the ceiling. Random animal mosaics of beer bottle caps decorated the walls and strands of clear rope lights edged the bar and which gave off a comfortable glow after the sun had set.

Sam looked toward the square bar situated in the middle of the room and caught the eye of Ronni, the young female bartender who worked most of the nights Sam and Faith had stopped in. Ronni set down the tray of clean glasses she carried in front of her and gave a quick wave to Sam before she pointed to the side of the bar behind her. Sam offered her a toothless grin as a thank you and headed to the back side of the bar.

Faith sat by herself on her bar stool, eyes closed, happily bouncing along with the Kinks song that was playing over the bar speakers. The remains of her latest drink was pushed to the far edge of the bar where it eagerly awaited its replacement. Sam slid a bar stool next to Faith, the scraping sound from the metal legs on the dull hardwood pulling her out of the happiness of the song.

“This alright?” Sam asked.

Faith nodded.

Sam sat down next to her while Ronni set a fresh drink in front of Faith.

"Ah! Thank you, dear," Faith said, gratefully taking a long sip from the straw with a content smile on her face.

“No problem. Usual for you?” Ronni asked, more for verification than permission, her hands already pouring Sam three fingers worth of scotch on the rocks and setting the drink down in front of him.

Sam nodded and muttered thanks, not taking his attention away from Faith.

“So,” Faith said, letting the straw drop from her lips back into her drink, “Any major discoveries?”

Sam shook his head.

“Didn't think so.”

Sam took a sip of his drink, the liquid flooding his belly with a dull fire.

“I don't know how you can drink that stuff,” Faith said, pointing to his glass with a disgusted look on her face.

"You do realize that scotch and whiskey are the same things, just mine's Scottish?" He asked her.

"Yours is Scottish, but it's also made from a different grain mash. See, my bourbon here is mostly corn mash while yours is made with mostly barley," She said with a know-it-all smirk.

Sam's raised his eyebrows and gave a nod of approval.

“You know your whiskey,” He said.

“You bet your sweet bippy I do,” She said, raising the straw to her lips, “You know what else I know about it?”

“What?”

"Yours is disgusting while mine is delicious," She gave him a broad smile and went back to sipping her drink quickly through her straw.

Sam chuckled, sipping his own. He loved seeing her this relaxed, her personality that she liked to keep so guarded and downplayed on full display. Every time Sam got to see it, he managed to learn something new about her. Tonight, he discovered that she knew about whiskey. He liked drunk Faith and was relieved that whatever had troubled her this morning seemed to be gone.

“So, I was thinkin' Mudd-”

Faith held her hand up and shushed him.

“No, shhhhh. Just no. No work.”

“What?” He questioned.

“Shhhh,” Faith said, drawing it out long and holding her index finger against his mouth. It reminded Sam of a little kid shushing another in a library; He pursed his lips together behind her finger to stop himself from laughing.

"No work today. It's a holiday, and there is no work on holidays, by decree of the United States Post Office post office. There is no mail. Therefore there shall be no work," She prattled dramatically, taking her finger away and using it to emphasize her point instead.

“I don't think there's a holiday today sweetheart,” Sam said, taking another sip.

"There is, it may not be a holiday for everyone, but it's a holiday for me!”

Sam wracked his brain, trying to think of what holiday she could be talking about. Yom Kippur? Roshashana? Easter?

Faith held her glass up to Sam, the melting ice cubes rattling against each other.

“Happy Mother's Day Sam,”

Sam's heart dropped into his stomach. He hadn't thought about Mother's Day in over thirty years. He could remember that it was on a Sunday, but not what month it was. It had been a very long time since he had last celebrated a Mother's Day. He had Nathan to keep him preoccupied, and it wasn't a holiday that was talked about, let alone celebrated at an orphanage. Sam assumed this had to be the first one for Faith since her mother had died six months ago.

Sam offered up his glass in return.

“Happy Mother's Day Faith,” He replied.

He clinked his glass against hers and the sadness that lurked underneath the drunken glassiness in Faith's eyes as their glasses touched made his heart break for her. Sam tipped his drink back, draining the rest of it before setting it down on the far edge of the bar.

Faith pushed the sadness she was feeling away. She refused to be a crying, depressed drunk. Not today. Today was going to be a good day, no matter how much she had to drink to make it that way.

“Ronni! Can I ask you a favor?” Faith said in a sweet sing-song voice.

“What's up dear?” Ronni asked, her hands already working at fresh drinks for the both of them.

“Can you please play some Depeche Mode?” Faith asked.

Ronni set the drinks down in front of them as a groan escaped Sam. “I think I can do that. Any particular one?”

“Dealer's choice,” Faith answered.

Ronni laughed and returned to the other side of the bar where the sound system was kept.

"You're doing this to bug me, aren't you?" Sam asked.

"Maybe just a little bit," Faith said with a wink getting up from her barstool. Feeling just a little bit wobbly, grabbed Sam's shoulder to steady herself.

"Alright. Be right back. I have to pee! Don't go anywhere!" She said as she stalked towards the bathroom, her voice getting louder as she approached the whitewashed door of the ladies room.

Sam chuckled and shook his head a bit.

“You're girlfriend's a trip,” Ronni said to Sam, putting three shot glasses on the bar in front of him.

“That she is,” He replied, not bothering to correct her.

A Depeche Mode song began to play loudly over the speakers called 'Personal Jesus.' Although he wasn't a fan of the band, he knew the song very well.

"Ha ha! Perfect Ronni!" Faith called from the bathroom door with a laugh. She closed her eyes and let the music move through her as she made her way to the bar, singing to herself and dancing as she went.

Sam swiveled around on his bar stool and watched as Faith danced heedlessly towards the bar. Her hips rolled and dipped provocatively to the steady beat of the song while she ran her fingers through her hair.

Holy shit, Sam thought as a throbbing heat radiated throughout his body, his cheeks turning flush like an embarrassed teen. He watched her ass as it turned and swayed towards him, her bare shoulders in her tank top as they rolled with the beat and the content smile on her face as she moved like no one was watching her.

“Reach out and touch Faith. Your own...personal...Jesus,” She sang to Sam who she had caught staring at her. After her quick impromptu serenade, Faith laughed and continued dancing with herself back to her spot at the bar.

He bit down on his bottom lip with a hunger that had continued to grow within him over the past three weeks.

When she finally made it back, Sam cleared his throat and turned back towards Ronni behind the bar while Faith used his shoulder again to steady herself onto her seat.

C'mon Samuel, get it together. She's just a little drunk; it's not like she was puttin' on a show for you, he thought as Ronni filled the shot glasses with a good whiskey.

“On the house guys. You're good people,” She said before drinking one of the shots herself and heading back to refill some drinks on the other side of the bar.

"Thanks, Roni!" Faith said happily before taking one of the small glasses in her hand. Noticing the song had changed, Faith turned towards Sam.

“Now admit it, Depeche Mode songs aren't that bad,” Faith said staring him down with a smile.

I know that look. She's given me that look before, Sam thought before the moment clicked into place.

"I don't mind that one," Sam admitted as they both took their shots at the same time and set the empty glasses down on the bar top. Faith grabbed them and pushed them away from the two of them and bounced in place merrily to the new song playing over the speakers.

“So uh, I gotta ask,” Sam said.

“What?”

“Actually, it's more like satisfying a curiosity.” He revised.

“And what's that?”

Sam stretched to his right towards the plastic container on the inner lip of the bar that held the napkins and fruity garnishes. He grabbed a bright red maraschino cherry and held them in front of Faith by its stem.

“I believe you said something about cherry stems,” Sam said suggestively.

Faith put her head down on the bar, hiding her face in her arms while her body shook with a drunken, embarrassed laughter. It was an off-handed flirt she had said to him weeks ago. She never thought he would remember her saying it, let alone ask her to prove it. She chanced a look at Sam, peering her right eye sheepishly over the crook of her elbow. He tilted his head with a suggestive smile which just caused her to hide her face and her laughter to turn to giggles. It had been a while since she had been this drunk, feeling this free, this flirty, and this sexy and confident and she was enjoying it entirely too much.

After a moment, she lifted her head and took a couple of deep breaths to compose herself, wiping away the tears that had accompanied her laughter. She cleared her throat and swiveled to face Sam who still held the cherry out in front of him.

“Well?” He asked expectantly.

Faith took the cherry out of his hand and put it stem and all in her mouth. He watched with rapt attention as her tongue poked against the inside of her cheek and her jaw shifted around randomly, her eye contact with him breaking only for a few random seconds to glance up as her brain worked in time with her tongue. A sheen of sweat formed across Sam's brow in spite of the icy cold air that was being pumped through the room.

After less than thirty seconds, Faith's mouth stilled as she smiled. She reached between her lips and removed the cherry stem, perfectly knotted in the middle.

"That's...that's an impressive skill," Sam said coolly. He let his eyes drop to the floor as his lip twitched along with some of his other parts, causing him to shift in his seat.

“I think so,” She said thoughtfully, dropping the knotted red stem on a nearby cocktail napkin.

Sam ran a hand through his hair and let out a heavy breath.

"Alright," She announced, "Now, I'd also like to satisfy a curiosity that I have," She said, resting her elbow on the bar, leaning towards him inquisitively.

"And what would that be?" He said in a slight drunken slur as the booze took hold. Sam, planted his own elbow on the bar, mockingly mimicking her actions, and brought his face near hers.

I can't wait to hear this. It's gotta be somethin' ridiculous, like if I've ever eaten flan or rode a goat.

The thought started to bring a chuckle to his lips until Faith suddenly leaned in and pressed her mouth against his.

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