#also it took me way too long to realize the reason he has different colored eyes is because of biomancy

[cappydemon]

Whoever wrote Heinrix knows exactly how to hit all of my weak points because this man has me in a chokehold 💀

This man is a walking romance novel character in psyker form with how stoic/stiff/but passionate under all that coldness he is. You can't write things like "Heinrix's touch is warm and ardent" and not have me scream! I had to practically make my Rogue Trader throw herself at him several times to get all this though because that man is so awkward LOL

(Third drawing because I equipped him with the dorkiest-looking goggles)

[eleteo125]

"Be Mine or You Will Burn"

Rollo x GN!Reader

AN: Me and my friend are Rollo fans and they've inspired me to write this idea out 🤣

You were simply just walking around admiring the scenery of Noble Bell where you went back to the cathedral to appreciate the artistry of the stain glass. Each panel depicting how Judge Claude Frollo and his accomplishments.

Rollo, the school’s student council president has welcomed the NRC students by giving them a tour but his obvious disdain for magic users made it clear that he was rushing to get the tour done as fast as possible to get away from them. Heck you would even bet that the only reason he was able to get through the whole tour was because he only set his attention towards you barely minding the other guests. He sometimes casts a watchful eye on them but other than that he doesn’t particularly engage with them compared to you.

With those signs in display, everyone from NRC has come to the conclusion that them being invited here has an ulterior motive to it. Briefly shaking those thoughts from your mind, you admired the lights coming through the different colored windows surrounding you in a colorful halo.

My what a beautiful sight indeed.

Magic wielder or not, you’re still a student from NRC so of course Rollo has kept a close eye on you when freely strolling around the school. But he can’t help the fact that you’re devoid of any magic at all has him deeply fascinated. And to think to mingle around those…ahem.

Do not be fooled he’s only keeping watch of you because he can tell that everyone from NRC are quite attached to you especially that dragon fae. What better way to keep them in check when he has you close and in his clutches.

Walking towards you he silently stood in behind you. He held in a small chuckle as he saw you’re awestruck face looking at the beautiful work of art. “Impressed?”

Jumping a little bit in surprise, you quickly looked behind to see him “O-oh! Yes, I haven’t seen a stained glass window in person before, just through pictures.” You confessed

“Hmph of course such beauty is painstakingly crafted by hand of course you won’t see a lot of it. Craftsmanship that took people’s skill and talent with no assistance from cheap tricks everyone reveres.” He spits

“Magic?”

Rollo stayed silent at your question.

You decide to let go of the subject with his sudden silence. Instead you walked closer to the window to admire the small details. It was such detailed you can’t even imagine how long it would take to finish such a large piece.

Too lost in thought, you started to reach your hand out to the window but you’re once again surprised when you felt a strong grip around your wrist.

You were about to apologize but instead freeze up when you felt him step closer behind you. You tried to step forward to get some distance since you’re starting to get flustered at our position but realized that you don’t have much space to move in since you’re very close to the window.

“I’m sorry but those were just cleaned by the careful hands of our cleaners hands off please.” He whispered in your ear.

You shuddered at his closeness and the sensation of him speaking carefully so close to your ear. “I-I understand.” You stuttered while unconsciously leaning into his ‘embrace’.

He seems to have lost himself also since he buried his nose in your hair while his other hand rubbed your free arm.

You two stayed like that for who knows how long just basking in each other’s contact. “Why not transfer here, I can tell how ‘generous’ the headmaster is in your current school.”

“I can’t” you managed to mumble out after almost melting at the close soud of his voice yet again.

“You’re surrounding yourself with magic that is as deadly as fire.”

You leaned closer “Fire can be useful too.” You whispered

You felt his sigh in your ear and your knees almost gave up but he held you up when he sensed you were about to fall.

“Consider it.” He kissed behind your ear “Be mine or you will burn.

He carefully let you go after making sure you won’t collapse to your knees before walking put and leaving you under colorful light.

[respectthepetty]

We started episode nine of Wandee Goodday with the blinding yellow orb of light surrounded by pink/purple flowers. I'm gonna ignore the Ter part because between this and OMG! Vampire (and Thai BLs in general), I got questions about the lack of severity regarding male sexual assault and harassment, but that's a different post.

The props department has given me a yellow and purple labeled beer with the production name on it - AllThat Beer. Bless you, props department.

Yellow on Yak's side, purple on Dee's side, and they kiss in the blue with the purple countdown, and because I hate this blue, hopefully this is also a countdown to the fake part of their relationship ending soon.

@overrgrownn, already pointed out how they swap colors when they step outside and Yak turns pink, but the mermaid tails are in their colors too in yellow/red and purple/pink. Great had a picture on the set of him in a red wig and the boys have been spotted in other wigs, so maybe we wrote this mermaid plot off to quickly.

GET OUT OF HERE BLUE!

Much better! Much much better!

I knew the building's exterior lights were purple, but I hadn't realized it had yellow accents.

This is the worst montage of my life! I can deal with Yak in black because it's one of his colors, but seeing that brown and blue the entire time Yak is trying to woo Dee is disgusting!

Because even when there is yellow, it is covered up!

Both of them are very aware of their feelings! The colors are right there! SO WHY CAN'T I GET THEM?!

It's because they are faking it even when they don't need too!

And I've done been saying that Yak has tried to copy Ter because that's who Dee liked for eight years, so TAKE THE BROWN OFF YOUR BODY!

Y'all don't want to be to fake blue and brown like Ter trying to figure out his life.

And as cute as the boxing couple are, neither Yak nor Dee are an odd little boxing man or his girlfriend!

SO QUIT THE BIULLSHIT, DEE! I don't know why you feel you must lie about your feelings or your color anymore. I'm pretty sure that shirt is pink, so you're just going to sit there in a pink shirt AND LIE with the blue backing you up?! LIAR!!!!!!

I have a theory about the eleventh episode, and I think this man foreshadows it since Ter took too long to sort out his feelings and lost out, but before I write about it, I appreciate AllThat Entertainment for using the same actors in its shows because I deserve to see this man not surrounded by a harem of boys and being batshit crazy.

But back to Dee because even Kao knows what his true color is with his purple confidential folder.

So get it the fuck together, Dee! You know what your color and feelings are, so quit playing with this blue and these lies.

Because I think the eleventh episode will be Yak giving up. Yak lost his first boxing match because he ran out of energy to continue the fight, and Dee has continued this fight for no good reason. Therefore, I've been thinking that Yak was going to give up and Dee would have to finally step up and prove he loves Yak. Now, I NEED THIS TO HAPPEN!

Because as much as Dee is there for Yak, he is still hiding behind this illusion of a fake relationship.

Yak needs to win that final match, but he is dealing with some mental blockage. (This picture was absolutely necessary because he is wearing blue here)

The yellow comes from his mom.

And probably the pants too which is why they are so important. (Thanks, Dee, for showing up in your color)

So Dee gives Yak peace of mind and fills the voids that were left behind when Yak's mother died. We see the same dynamic between Cher and Yei.

But what will happen if Dee doesn't bring peace when Yak needs it the most? Dee's Nineties shirt had the always important message to "Make Love, Not War," but is he taking that advice?

He is absorbing Yak's color and combining it with his.

Yak is telling him that he loves Dee in every single way possible.

And they continue to switch colors as they kiss on the lips.

But Dee continues to deny his feelings and push Yak away when he feels too much. Next week, Yak is fighting for his family and home in episode ten, so I'm hoping everything else gets resolved, and all we are left with is the championship match and love for the last two episodes. My fingers are crossed that Yak will lose in this battle of love with Dee since Dee must always win (and he will win that scholarship).

Please, GMMTV, force Dee to make a choice because even if he wins everything, he'll still lose something.

Please.

[thelunarfairy]

Hello! I recently read the novel or game Narisokonai Snow White by Aida and Iro and well it seemed curious to me that she also had twins in that story hehe, although I feel that in some way the story, attitude and way of being of Estelio and Rasphards are similar to Amane and Tsukasa, in a way I feel that way, what do you think? one was destined to be the happy twin and the other was not, in Narisokonai Snow White, Estelio was the twin destined to be happy and in TBHK Tsukasa too, Rasphard was the twin destined to not be happy and in TBHK Amane also had the same destiny, at least I think so I thought this because in the red house arc when the twins were 4 years old it is seen that Amane was a very sick boy and could not get out of bed while Tsukasa was a very healthy and imactive boy, Amane was going to die, Tsukasa was going to die. to live, in chapter 78 it is said that Amane was not going to last long, that he would die within a month.

In the case of Estelio and Rasphard it was a little different, they had different roles to fulfill, Rasphard was educated by his grandfather to be a scholar and Estelio educated by his grandmother to serve Princess Neige, Estelio was the one everyone loved while Rasphard He was not loved at all, Estelio would live a happy life, Rasphard an unhappy life.

In chapter 81 it is discovered that Amane had a kind of envy of Tsukasa just like Rasphard did of Estelio, they wanted something that they lacked, on Amane's part he wanted health and energy. from Tsukasa and on Rasphard's part he wanted all the attention, care and love that they gave to Estelio, Tsukasa and Amane have a serious communication problem as do Rasphard and Estelio, consequently the younger twins think that the older twins do not love them/ They hate, or reject and vice versa. Well, it's a small parallel that I found, maybe I'm wrong haha, I would like to know what you think about this, and also if you think that the relationship that Nene and Amane/Tsukasa have is similar to that of Neige and Estelio/Rasphard? Another question I have is um well…Do you think Tsukasa has fallen in love with Nene like Rasphard has with Neige? At one point I thought like this, maybe this isn't like that and I'm getting ideas haha, I found it curious that the first time Tsukasa met Nene is something similar to the first meeting of Neige and Rasphard Rasphard had met Neige after going out to the yard to gather herbs, Rasphard suddenly felt someone grab him by her waist, and say "There you are! She was so worried!" no one had hugged him before, so it was a strange feeling, he thought it was his grandfather, father or brother but they had no reason to touch him, then he realized it was a girl, he didn't know who she was, she complained that there was promised to make her a wreath of flowers, Rasphard, despite being an educated child and buried in books, could not speak, a girl had never spoken to him before, she called him Estelio (his brother had gotten sick, that's why he confused them) that's when it happened. He realized that it was Neige, with whom his brother had fun, instead of telling the truth he lied saying that he had been cured with a strange medicine that had changed his eyes to a golden color, they played a lot, during which time the boy had He felt extreme happiness that was not compared to reading any book. After finding it, his grandfather took him away from her. At that moment, a different feeling was born. He had fallen in love.

Now in the meeting between Nene and Tsukasa something similar happens, after Nene and Kou entered the red house and arrived at the place where they believed there was a child, after hearing some noises and asking some strange questions and Nene answered they opened the door , someone similar to Hanako came out from behind the door after this Nene reacts compulsively and hugs him, then says "I got you!" There you can see Tsukasa's reaction, he doesn't speak, he stays still, he looks surprised, maybe I even feel that he likes me, his eyes shine, you can even see those things, those little stars and circles that appear when a character likes or He is excited, at that moment I felt bad for Tsukasa, I thought that after being alone for so long for who knows how long being a type of bait to attract people to "the thing" under the house, looking forward to happy families, missing the his, the affection of his mother, father and…his brother, seeing people/families being murdered (?), it is not known how much "the thing" influenced Tsukasa, I do not doubt that it was not a good influence, but later After spending so much time alone witnessing terrible things, someone hugged him, willingly (I think it's cute that Nene carries him a lot, he likes physical contact) and that person wanted to help him get out of there and be able to reunite with his family, with His brother, even that girl knows him, she loves her brother like him, they really are similar. What do you think about this? I'm so sorry to ask so much! I hope you see it!

Hello Hello! hahahaha wow, I loved it!!

Well, I'll confess that I didn't follow the Novel's story, because I couldn't find it anywhere and the way to find out more about it was quite complicated.

I know a few things about the story Narisokonai Snow White, and yes, there are these parallels. In fact, I believe that Jibaku Shounen Hanako-kun is a collection of all of Aidairo's works. There are some extras that fit with some characters. Like the extra that has a character like Sakura who has a clumsy guardian and she can hit him from time to time.

Just like the one shot that has Akane and Aoi, in a different context than the canon. And of course, we can't forget Dear My Living Dead, where most people who know it fear that Nene and Amane's story will reflect on Lily and Karuto's story. Given the similarity not only in appearance, but in the situation that surrounds them.

So, it won't be the same, but Aidairo likes to take advantage of previous ideas, it would be predictable for her to repeat the endings, but nothing prevents the development from being similar.

Comparing the Yugi twins with the Narisokonai twins is something valid and I'll confess that I've seen a lot of people talking about it. And well, Aidairo is confirming the comparisons in some details.

Like the visceral and unfair relationship between the twins and about them and the world, about a brother who suffers for crumbs and another who reigns in full greatness, and of course, the girl, who came to bring a significant change in the paradigm.

Comparisons are inevitable, but don't delve too deeply into the concept. Because, if it were to create the same story, there would be no need for reproduction.

Tsukasa is the boy who chooses loneliness, sacrifice, Amane would be reason enough for him to decide to sacrifice himself for a wish, just so he could be happy. Tsukasa doesn't care about himself, even though he wants to be loved, he doesn't care about the love of others besides Amane.

At least for now.

Amane has this difficulty in saying how he feels, he made Tsukasa feel the way he is, and after a long time without receiving affection, Tsukasa is surprised by Nene, the girl who hugged him without fear, after so long.

But, let's also think about how Amane is also unloved. His eyes also lit up when he heard from Nene that she really liked him as a friend.

In this case, we are dealing with two brothers who are not loved, one does not feel loved because he believes that his older brother hates him, and the other does not believe that he deserves to be loved, because of the past.

Nene isn't here to save Tsukasa, or Amane, she's here to save both of them.

Still, we have the similarities with the novel, you see, the details are there, but as a creative author, JSHK will follow her own rules.

[put-me-out-of-my-destiny]

Spoilers for God Of War Ragnarök and its DLC, Valhalla, below.

I've considered before that of everyone in DMC, Vergil would fit in the best for a God Of War crossover. Not just because his shunning of modern weaponry would make him the least strange to the GoW cast, but also because he and Kratos have a lot in common. They're both extremely powerful individuals who've indirectly caused the deaths of countless innocent people due to a selfish quest, for power and revenge respectively.

The recent DLC has me thinking of this again. Given Týr's generally good nature, it wouldn't be so strange for him to reach out to a stranger from an unfamiliar realm and help him master himself with the aid of Valhalla.

The logistics of it are another matter. I think if the DMC universe even existed within GoW's multiverse sort-of-deal, I'd more easily imagine Sparda's conflict with Mundus being contemporary with the events of the GoW games than anything involving Dante and company, but that's beside the point.

Of course, Valhalla would look very different to Vergil than it did to Kratos. For the latter, it took the form of the nine realms he now calls home, then later the homeland he left behind. Like Kratos, Vergil would probably see places relevant to his own life: his childhood home, Fortuna, the Temen-Ni-Gru, the Underworld, Mallet Island, Redgrave City, and the Qliphoth.

Valhalla may take on a more Norse appearance when Vergil fights enemies chosen by Valhalla rather than ones from his own memories. Speaking of whom, those would definitely include Beowulf, Arkham (in some form), Mundus, Nidhog (not to be confused with the similarly named creature in Ragnarök), Elder Geryon Knight, and Dante. Lady and Trish could appear as well, since he fought them when he was Urizen, and perhaps Nero would too. Of course, Týr would want a piece of Vergil as well, and due to his longer life and greater experience, would probably give Vergil a significant challenge.

I'm certain Malphas would also appear in some way, but not necessarily as a boss. She was hostile toward V, but she served Urizen, so her role may not be entirely hostile. Speaking of allies, I'd imagine Griffon, Shadow, Nightmare, and perhaps even Phantom would appear for similar reasons. Their status as memories alone may be ambiguous, since they originated from Vergil's memories to begin with. His time in Valhalla may present an opportunity to really process said memories (as opposed to the demonic manifestations of them being murdered in a scene Vergil isn't even in 😒).

Also like Kratos, I imagine Vergil's journey would culminate in a confrontation with himself. But while Kratos only had one stage of his life to confront, Vergil has worn many hats. His younger self who joined Arkham to open a portal to the Underworld and claim Sparda's power, the black knight who completely lost his free will, the demon king who had completely given up his humanity, and the fragile human who risked it all to right his wrong. Plus, Kratos had already come a long way by the beginning of the DLC, while Vergil has only just realized that maybe jeopardizing innocent lives in the pursuit of power isn't such a good idea. Týr has his work cut out for him.

I've also been thinking about how Vergil would play in a God Of War game, and I think his moveset would translate rather well.

I think of all the elements in the game, Yamato's would be Bifröst. The purple-blue color fits better than any other, and the energy's association with realm travel could be connected to Yamato's portal-opening powers. It's basic attacks would apply Bifröst status, which can then be detonated with a Judgement Cut (probably done by pressing the triangle button).

Given Judgement Cut being on triangle, and Beowulf having no ranged abilities at all (save for Dante's fireball from DMC3), it's hard to imagine what Vergil's ranged attacks would be. Summoned Swords would make sense, but I think those would be better placed on the square button, like Atreus's arrows, because they're meant to be used without interrupting Vergil's animations. I also think moves like Drive and Round Trip would work better as Runic Attacks. So, I think it would be best to emphasize Vergil's skills as a close-ranged fighter, and use the ranged controls to implement his teleportation abilities.

As for Beowulf, light is an element the player can use in God Of War (2018), as it's the first arrow element Atreus gets. And much like Kratos's bare-handed attacks, they are useful for applying Stun status, so that's likely what Beowulf would do to. Also, some enemies who wield light can use it to temporarily "blind" Kratos, so maybe Beowulf can do something similar to enemies.

If Kratos deals damage while avoiding hits for long enough, he can activate Permafrost, Immolation, or Malestrom by pressing L1 and triangle, buffing the melee attacks of his currently equipped weapon. I think Vergil would use Judgement Cut End in place of this, because avoiding damage is precisely the prerequisite to use that move in DMC.

On a final note, I think it would be cool if Vergil's stun grabs took inspiration from V's finishing moves.

[pikatrainer99]

This is probably my favorite of my drawings of my Trollsona and Branch's friendship

(Yes I draw the Trolls with paws now, I think it looks cuter, but my Trollsona is still the only one with a tail.)

My Trollsona is very childlike in nature (despite being a year older than Branch) which is why he looks terrified and is hiding behind Branch in this drawing (it's also because, y'know, being bullied relentlessly his whole life for being different from the other Pop Trolls, both in appearance and behaviors), and his tail is flicking around rapidly in distress, hence the blurred lines around it which are supposed to be indicating motion. His claws are out just in case, it's just pure instinct for him at this point in his life (I say "at this point in his life" because he didn't always have claws...his story is complicated ����). This drawing also correctly (for once) shows his height compared to Branch's (and by extension Poppy's since she's barely taller than Branch) height. He's a bit taller in both body and hair height (it's not perspective, he is literally standing RIGHT behind Branch (he's way too freaked out to think about personal space at the moment, he doesn't wanna face his tormentors alone again and he doesn't realize how close he's standing to Branch because of how freaked out he is), with one of his feet positioned right beside Branch and his body slightly leaning out in that direction, so perspective BARELY comes into play here).

As for Branch himself, I went with his more grayish/desaturated color pallet since he desaturates often after regaining his colors in the first movie and this takes place a good amount after the events of the first movie. Again, his vest is NOT EASY to draw, but I tried my best (his ears actually gave me trouble this time too, it took forever to get the shape of his ears right). His arms and legs are spread out wide in a protective manner and he's telling the bullies that if they lay a paw on his best friend, they WILL be in trouble. These two are best friends who just GET each other because they went through similar things (being gray for years but for different reasons and different traumas), and I love drawing their friendship!

Hope you guys like the drawing! I've been nervous to post my Trollsona art these days for some reason...I don't know why but I just am...but now that I think about it, it's probably because it's all part of a long, complicated story that I don't feel like explaining much about because the story is NOT all cupcakes and rainbows whatsoever and it's also very VERY personal to me as it's based on my own life experiences. My Trollsona LITERALLY has my real name (which I'm never sharing btw, it's always gonna be censored or erased on all my art)...so yeah...it's personal stuff. With creative liberties taken, of course, because these are cute little magical Trolls, but still...personal stuff.

[annbourbon]

Well hello folks! It's that time of the year again! And here's my 2023 movie list, keep on mind I actually made the effort to watch movies I have never seen before, even though they're old... so even if you already watched them because they're classics, I didn't until now.

I actually need to get some books to read but for now binged all these days to watch 31 movies & series in a couple of days.

1. Mask Girl (K-Drama, series)✅⭐⭐⭐⭐

Okay this series was amazing. I've been a fan of Orange Caramel even though they're now disbanded, so seeing Nana back on the scene was so cool. But that's not all, honestly:

* Insane plot, made me gasp a couple of times and I've been into K-Drama for a while now so...

* I was actually rooting for Kim Mo-mi the whole time, but also I couldn't find myself to hate the other characters because the actors are so good<3

* Did I mention Nana is there?

* It has so many layers and many points of view which makes it so interesting to watch

I'm not saying anything else because I highly recommend this one.

2. The Platform (movie) ✅⭐⭐

A bit boring at times but quite interesting too. I watched it because someone recommended it to me. I was so disappointed with the ending but at the same time I understood why it finished the way it did. I'm not going to watch it again though. Definitely hated it.

3. Scream (movie, 2023 ver.) ✅⭐⭐⭐⭐

Since I already watched the original one. This one was awesome. I loved the original cast coming back, and also, Jenna Ortega 😍😚

4. Suspiria (remake)✅⭐⭐⭐

I got bored lol it is aesthetic but not a lot. I prefer the school on the original movie. Like, it's so pretty...

Actually I got, really bored at some parts. I wanted the whole ballet concept to be more... macabre and beautiful. They could have put anything else and the idea would have been the same.

I enjoyed the dance. But it's not classical ballet. I'm giving it an extra star because of the aesthetics. It's not creepy or scary. Just another film. Some parts are awesome but mostly... bland.

5. The Deep House ✅⭐⭐

I think, I was disappointed. It's one of those old school movies, you either love it or hate it. I ended up disliking it a lot because it felt kind of lazy. There was no message behind, there was no reason for me to actually care about them as characters, and BTW, the dude there, he was sooooo toxic. I ended up hating him the whole movie except for his last moments. I really don't recommend this one lol but here you have me, trying to find something different.

Well, sometimes it works. Sometimes it doesn't.

6. Doctor Sleep ✅⭐⭐⭐⭐

I need to be honest, he's still one of my first celebrity crushes. So I might be a bit biased. But I loved the movie. Before you say anything to me, I have watched The Shinning already.

7. Gothika ✅⭐⭐

I might as well be honest. I saw this movie when I was a kiddo. But I had a lot of nightmares about it. Still, now I got to watch it fully. And I realized that it's not as intense as I thought it was. I mean, yes. It has some scenes. But I'm a Hannibal Lecter and Criminal Minds fan now lol it's kind of difficult to get past that.

8. Dreamcatcher ✅⭐⭐⭐

It started pretty average and I was expecting nothing from it. But it got better. And really scary. I hated the bathroom scene but also loved the whole movie.

9. Only Mine ✅⭐⭐⭐

Scary but because it's based on a real story. The movie is pretty decent.

10. Train to Busan ✅⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐

Was so cool 💕 😢 more than scary it was inspiring me a lot. IDK how to explain it. But I'll be watching it again because *feelings*

I think it's becoming one of my favorite horror movies.

11. Annihilation ✅⭐⭐

Mmmmm I fell asleep. Had to watch it again. And it was not that interesting. I loved the colors though. If I have to say anything about it lol 💤😴

12. Psycho (1960) ✅⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐

I can't believe it took me so long to watch this one!!! I love this movie I swear. It's such a good one. It's not as scary as I thought it would be but I think that's a "me" problem lol since it seems like I'm so used to scary things nothing really scares me anymore.

However, the suspense was so in point and I can't even believe that I was holding my breath. Like, how? This movie is so old no? It should be boring and all that uh? Well it doesn't matter. Hitchcock definitely knew his way around. It caught my interest and hold me captive till the end of the movie. I didn't even start scrolling my phone or got bored!

Sure there are a couple of plots that can be "fixed" because we now have better phones and technology, but the whole movie it's timeless. It definitely holds. I loved it. A lot. That can't be said of several other movies and tv shows.

13. Constantine ✅⭐⭐⭐

Not really scary. But really cool. I was having a crush over Tilda Swinton the whole time lol sadly she doesn't get to have a lot of screentime but I repeated her scenes for a while before going to the next movie.

14. Beowulf ✅⭐⭐

By now I'm getting tired AF of bloodbaths. Like it's not even scary. It's disgusting and tiresome. I want to see something else. I really did not enjoy the movie. I'm starting to realize that binging on a certain genre can desensitize a person and it certainly feels like I'm way over it. I remember the movie but I can't remember anything that is worth of comment. Except, maybe... that Beowulf is an asshole, so is the king, and apparently the next king will do the same thing and everyone there deserved what happened to them except ofc the people in town and kids. I don't think I liked the story or movie at all. 💀

15. Disturbing Behavior ✅⭐⭐⭐⭐

Okay so James Marsden and Katie Holmes are so cute together. And they're literally kids here. It was a bit awkward lol but I enjoyed the movie. It's kind of interesting and definitely talks about how society pressures you on behaving in a certain way. All that while making a scary movie. Which is why I might've ended up liking it a bit more than the others. Interesting how parents were so on board with this behavior too. Anyway, since I'm on a marathon I don't really have a lot of time to analyze it as much as I usually do. I probably won't be watching it again, but it's a good movie to analyze and enjoy for a while. For real.

16. The Exorcist (original) ✅⭐⭐⭐

Now we're getting serious lol or not...

Honest reaction

Before the movie>> I'm so scared of it 😭😿😱

During and after the movie>>> wow... It's so... meh 😑

I was a bit distracted during the whole movie. And it's not that scary. Just sad, long, boring and disappointing. Nothing else to comment.

My brother said that I needed to appreciate it a bit more since it's an old movie, but honestly... I prefer Psycho to the Exorcist. Like, I get it. Old movie. Different type of special effects and all that. But still, the whole thing, even the characters feels kinda flat? Nvm the spoilers. I received a similar amount of spoilers from both movies and I still enjoyed Psycho more. I did laughed a lot. But it's not supposed to be a comedy movie 😭🤣

17. 12 Monkeys ✅⭐⭐⭐

TT~TT okay? I really cried for a while. And I had to take some days off because of this one. I started watching other series, kdramas and stuff that made me laugh and forget about this one.

18. Ghost Ship ✅⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐

I remember seeing this one everywhere when I was a kid and my parents trying to make sure I didn't watch it. One of the reasons I finally got my hands on it and watch it lol

I really enjoyed it. I was so sad about the girl on the ship. And I usually do not like slashers but somehow I ended up loving this one. Definitely is going to be one of my favorite movies from now on.

19. The exorcism of Emily Rose ✅ ⭐⭐

Boring at the beginning but interesting after 30 minutes into the movie. Which in a way, it's not good lol but let it be. I was thinking to call the Winchesters all the time.

Mmmm I think these two are one of the reasons I stopped disliking horror movies.

The other one would be Fi from So Weird

Which TBH is the original reason I stopped disliking ghosts and monsters. I joined Fi team first before Supernatural. Supernatural was me being edgy and sarcastic all the way, especially on my worse days. But Fiona, she's the one I truly aspired to be. Now I think I'm a mix of both and it's okay. I still prefer Fi over the Winchesters because she gives everyone a chance to be. I mean, I love the brothers a lot... okay not the point of this lol sorry... Ummmm I think you can see I got distracted while watching the movie. 💀🤣

Interesting though, a mix of lawyer-ish fight with "medical terms" and all that in a demonic possession case. Different P.O.V. sure. It definitely makes more sense than the Exorcist where the story ends without anyone (no cops, no lawyers, no other authorities) involved despite several people dying.

"Touched by the hand of God" they said. And believe me when I said "ew" during that part 😭🤣 I wasn't even trying to be funny. Seriously though... there's only one thing I despise more than movie slashers. Religion, especially inside movies. And inside books too. I was so disappointed by Susan's problem when I found out what it was about. I also spent almost my entire childhood inside several Catholic and Christian schools. Most of the time being bullied by everyone there. Please lol I can't stand them (I do realize that not everyone is like that but it left a huge trauma on me so I can't stand those things.) The fun part is, I don't have anything against religions. Just against hypocrisy and lack of comprehension. Still, it's okay for a movie. One or two hours of it won't be bothering me so much. Didn't scare me. But made me uncomfortable. I wish I could hear more about Dr. Adani (?) P.O.V. though.... I believe I will have to watch Heroes (series) for a similar take on that.

20. The Barcelona Vamp ✅⭐⭐⭐⭐

This was... triggering. And not about vampires. But about CP and apparently a real case. Obviously Hollywood has its own take on this so I can't say anything about it until I do my research on the real deal. But the whole movie was interesting and also very, very triggering. Really scary. Some scenes were too uncomfortable to watch so I had to pause it several times. Why? These things are so so close to us and people, sometimes people we know, keep hiding these things from us. Maybe the Barcelona Vamp was innocent. Maybe it wasn't. The only thing that it is true is that nothing like this happens without another one getting involved too. Another one keeping silence. Someone refusing to act. That's how bad it is. Not the movie ofc.

I love the use of color and the use of black and white too. It's definitely a good film. The dialogues... they were too realistic. Sadly. I have known people that say things like that. That keep blaming it onto the victims no matter if they're 40 or 6 years old. Don't watch this movie if child abuse triggers you. While it is not graphic it definitely makes you uncomfortable. And it should. Another thing to say about this movie: the original language is in Spanish. And when I saw it on HBO the English subtitles were lacking. So were the subtitles in Spanish. So either you learn/practice your Spanish or you'll need to find CC and the mp4 file too. To make sure you get it otherwise you'll be missing half of the story.

21. Dracula (1979)✅ ⭐⭐⭐

Okay the whole time I was so into the aesthetics. But sometimes I found it funny. Mmmm but I decided to give it a go because it was an old movie. Honestly it wasn't that bad. A bit cringe but kinda okay. The aesthetics were really pleasing tho.

22. Army of the Dead ✅⭐⭐

I started watching it because... it looked fun. Zombieland type of fun.

The OST is awesome. I'm not taking this movie seriously. I don't know why... oh yeah okay... now I kind of understand why.

Okay it has a lot of tits and a lot of blood in the very beginning. If this is how's gonna be... or not. Oh... it gets better after the first minutes 😜 A bit of character development...

I like this idea of zombies being strong and somewhat more fast. Like Korean zombies.

I fell asleep. Again... *sighs* this is ridiculous. I'll have to rewatch just... I'm not sure...

I'll be back. Let me do a quick rewatch.

Zombie tiger Valentine was awesome. Smart zombies? Cool!!

I think I'm bored...

I mean, it's a cool movie. But I prefer Zombieland.

They're supposed to be great at shooting, so why do they spend so many bullets on killing one zombie if they already know to aim for the head?

I'm rooting for the king. He actually seems decent.

Ohh no they killed his baby 😭

They should pay for it.

Okay... okay, wait a second lol I'm getting an idea...

Why there are no movies with zombies as main characters where the humans are the bad ones?

I mean, we have all what it takes: Usually someone, a doctor, trying to play God, and making a human turn into zombie. The whole zombie apocalypse goes on because they kill the family of subject Zero and all that.

This movie deserves another star just cause the OST is really awesome. Seriously. I'm not going to give it one more though lol the whole thing was quite disappointing.

23. The Fall of the Usher House (Netflix series) ✅⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐

Okay I saw this whole series in what? Two days? The adaptation was incredibly well done. I'm aware that the story on the book is different but I quite enjoyed the show. Although it's quite graphic. So there's my trigger warning ⚠️ if anything lol honest question, do we need trigger warnings for horror movies?

Carla Gugino's still one of my unexplained crushes, she is still as beautiful as the day I saw her for the first time, does she have a fountain of eternal youth hidden somewhere? Anyway, it surprised me how good she's within the horror genre. To be honest I haven't followed her in years but now she captured my attention so I definitely will be paying attention from now on.💕

I actually screamed during Tammy's death. Her acting is truly on point. It made me feel everything that the rest of the Ushers couldn't. Considering how tired and how much I've disassociated these weeks to be able to watch horror movies every day, I think you can say she's the best of the best.

Ironically, she wasn't even my favorite character but Aunt Madeleine and Camille who I felt they were so alike. And in a way I kept admiring them. And also Lenore but for different reasons. Still I felt captivated by the whole series. Aunt Madeleine monologue is wow! But Tammy's death and the way it was presented to us, I truly felt like I was inside with her. Grieving and feeling all that. I couldn't stop watching despite how much I wanted to.

24. Mary Shelley's Frankenstein✅⭐⭐⭐

It made me jump several times 😭🤣 but I can't quite put my finger on why... maybe because it was raining while I was watching the movie. Maybe because the timing was so on point every time the lightening strikes inside the movie, the same thing happened here...

Anyway this is my first time watching Frankestein and the aesthetics are so good 😍💖 also.. Helena Bonham Carter is there!? And considering how good Kenneth Branagh was playing Gilderoy Lockhart I really found hilarious and on point sawing him play Victor Frankenstein too.

25. #Alive✅⭐⭐⭐⭐ ⭐

What a movie! I wonder if this is tied to Train to Busan and All of us are Dead. I mean, technically it's not. But the fandom can always take upon it and make it a thing. It has happened before lol right?? Please someone needs to make it a thing 😭 even if it's just a fanfic or something. I'll be so happy.

It keeps reminding me of coronavirus 😭

The guy is a good person but... why is he eating such a big ramen? He should be breaking it into small portions lol he really does not know anything about survival. Poor thing 😕 I shouldn't be laughing so much about it but... he's really stupid at times. If he survives it'll be a miracle lol

Oh... she's cute 🥺 kind and smart. She's going to die lol

They are so lucky to have each other. 🥺😭

Oof!

Okay... let's start counting how many times he actually screwed it off lol

Every time I think he's about to screw it off, he saves her lol and I like their dynamic so much 🥺😭 like, not really shipping them. Just, rooting for them and loving their friendship. That's a friendship right?

OMG she's so cool...

No way... see? This is why I enjoy Korean movies so much... their plot twists are insane...

🥺😭💕

26. Freaky✅⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐

O.M.G. it's definitely one of the best movies I've seen in a while. Scary but original. And funny. I loved it. Great characters. Awesome development. Good acting. Made me laugh a lot and I was rooting for the heroine. But also... aw 🥺🤧 that ending... And the beginning! 😱💕

27. A nightmare on Elm Street ✅⭐⭐⭐

It's a great movie. Seriously. But I had to pause it several times because I felt sleepy... really sleepy. Which is so weird because I usually don't feel like that while watching a horror movie.

Anyway I found odd watching Johnny Depp as a kid 🤣 but I was rooting for Nancy's character all the way.

28. The Wizard of Oz ✅ ⭐⭐

Aw... cute singing...

Toto what!? 😱 Well...

I'm not sure I liked the movie lol it felt like.... why are they singing so merrily about the death of the witch!? I feel like they're so mean 😭💀

.... Did Glinda just decided to make Dorothy part of her beef against Elephie? (Ignoring the musical plot ofc) they're so mean lololol

Pretty sure lions and tigers are not part of the forest 😭🤣 okay maybe there are tigers on the rainforests. But pretty sure you won't find one... in middle of the forest. Nvm. I realize it's supposed to be a movie... sorry about that lol

Ohhh that last part when they are all together, facing their worse fears together. It's so cute.

I love the hourglass. It's red!! 😍 so pretty.... the movie is cringy lol but the songs are catchy. The red shoes are marvelous too 😍

And that's it. I don't like this movie lol but the songs are awesome.

29. Cirque du Freak ✅⭐⭐

Ken Watanabe!? Josh Hutcherson, John C. Reilly, Salma Hayek and William Dafoe!? How come I didn't watch this first!? 😭😱 looks so cool...

The intro is so long... but kind of interesting lol

I was eating... lucky me, I don't really get nauseous or sick of watching gross things. I used to watch Dr House or Hannibal when I was a kid while I was eating. That's how strong my stomach is lol

... Is it just me or Evra looks a bit like Ross Lynch here? I love Ross Lynch.... maybe that's why lol

Being honest it was below average. But I also liked it. So... the stars do not say how much, because then it'd be a 3 or 4 but the movie deserves only two.

30. Suspiria (original)✅⭐⭐⭐⭐

The aesthetics are so 😍💕

Did I mention I'm a Dario Argento fan? Okay, I'm a new fan lol like, I'm barely starting with his movies and all that, but still, he's the only one who has actually made me feel so excited and terrified at the same time. Like actually screaming and keep me horrified for several minutes. I loved Phenomena with Jennifer Connelly. Suspiria seems like a dream and a nightmare at the same time.

She looks like Lily Collins 😳

God... the aesthetics... that blue, and those walls... 😍💖

It's actually ballet! 😭😚

The music gives you an actual headache...

Are they trying to drown her!? That diet seems so... lol still... I wish there was a school like that. Minus the bloodbath ofc

lol I like how Susy prefers to sleep before spying on the teachers. I'd be pissed irl because there's nothing better than a mystery but... the movie's making me laugh a little with that. I think they're putting something on her food though.

Okay Susie's definitely taking pills to sleep, you do recognize the signs after a while... I'm surprised I didn't notice before... but Sara keeps shaking her so much it's impossible for her not to be awake unless she's on drugs 😭

Omg...

Okay... the ending was a bit disappointing. But also good? Still, that makes me like the remake a bit more. Ummm... I think I like both movies now. I'm keeping this on first place because the aesthetics and music. Some parts are dark but nothing big if you're into horror movies. Still... I think I want to watch it again because of the aesthetics. *sigh*

31. (No title. I'll be watching a movie with a friend 😚💕)

🦇✨ 🎃 ✨ 🎃 ✨ 🎃 ✨ 🎃 ✨ 🎃 ✨ 🦇

My take: I'm usually a person who likes horror movies. A lot. But... I'm so tired of them RN so I definitely took some horror movies out to make it a bit more light and that's why I ended up watching The Wizard of Oz and Cirque du Freak. And I still ended up hating them lol that's how tired I am. I'm about to puke already. Seriously. Someone please get me something else to watch lololol

I am now looking for the original books of Oz after watching Return to Oz and The Wizard of Oz (which tbh I never saw the original one until now, but several animated ones, and I always found them so creepy I could not even.)

I'm definitely not going to watch horror movies in a while. I'm so done with it. Also, this is why I was struggling so much and couldn't find another movie to make it 31 to the point I almost fall asleep with most of them. I can't feel a thing with most of them. And I love Suspiria. I'm not going to watch anything else after this movie. Not right now at least.

I did enjoy the movie with my friend. I think it's one of the best things. Just because I spent almost 2 hours with that person. That already makes everything 1000% better.

Things that I've learned:

* I hate slashers, unless they're really good or do not have so many gory details. Or it's a bit more "elegant" lol idk how to explain it, except for me liking more Hannibal than a random freak with a knife. You guys get it no?

* My favorite Halloween movies are with ghosts, but I prefer psychological thriller movies.

* I can endure religions on movies but I hate them with passion.

* Monsters are not my thing because they usually are so brainless and so are the people around them trying to kill or run away from them. Use your brain! (This is why I'm a Ravenclaw -.-)

* American zombies suck. They're slow and boring. Please do not mention to me War Z. Korean zombies are awesome and they're the only reason I started watching zombie movies 💀 I like them fast.

* I will root for the brainy and most sassiest person in the room. If this one is killed I will root for the killer.

* I don't think I'll be celebrating Halloween with horror movies next year lol but who knows right?

* The winner of this list would be: Psycho. And in second place I'd be picking Freaky cause I really enjoyed that movie.

* I'm growing less and less fond of Halloween the more time it passes (not the idea itself, death and undead will never scare me but the whole horror show puts me a bit.... off now. I'm starting to understand my own roots a bit more too like being fond of this time of the year because it ends but not because of the horror, ya know what I mean? I'm getting old I think. Or maybe I'm coming back to the person I used to be.)

* Most horror movies and series lack of character development or something that makes it attractive and lets the audience feel compelled to root for them. That's why many people started rooting for the monster. It lacks humanity. They're just bloodbaths. It's boring.

* It took me so many hours to think of my costumes, design something somewhat decent, pull all the pics and watch movies at the same time 😭 🤣 it was fun but I won't be doing this again.

* I love autumn 🍂🍁🍂

* Somehow I'm more in touch with my feelings right now.

* Some movies and series actually made me feel inspired to go back and write!

* I really, really love autumn 🍂 it's just this cozy, nostalgic feeling. I'm trying not to cry whenever I see the sunlight through the leaves. 🍁

[cartoon-buffoon]

I've posted a few of my crappy art related to my OC/persona Toon before—uhh here he is again for reference

And in those posts I briefly make jokes and or reference some lore for him. Now Toon is technically an extension of me and his personality mirrors me in lots of ways to the point I obviously use him as a pfp because he technically IS me—that being said this post is the exact lore for Toon and his story! (Also before anything the 3 demons I reference in his lore are just my favorite characters of Skitzo, and The Cartoon Cat & Dog... I like attaching my character to pre-existing characters from media, so what?). Anyways lore below if anybody cares ↓

In an abandoned studio one day there was born a creature of unknown origins, it was an amorphous blob of ink who awoke in absolute desolation with no idea who or what it was. It had intelligence and oddly enough had knowledge from what had happened in the world since roughly the 1930s to the 80s, yet it has no idea who it was. Faceless and without a body it wandered the barren halls to try and find anything resembling an identity, trying to find a name or appearance it could latch onto. After searching through room after room clouded in dust and mold it found a few partially intact film reels, these films showcased old cartoons that were...subpar in quality to say the least. The main character was drawn sloppily, constantly off model, sometimes lacking certain features, or even showcasing entirely new attire or a different body type. The backgrounds were also pretty low quality, often times just being pitch a solid pitch black color making the main character blend in with the background. Despite the inconsistencies and quality the main character had something that stayed constant, some the the blob needed. A face. The cartoon character was a weird mix of a rat and rabbit with white fur, long ears, some fluff, a triangle nose, and the most noticeable trait was a black stripe that ran across its face like a raccoon's mask.

The cartoons staring the character obviously were broken, heck the characters name wasn't even shown due to the fact that the opening sequence on the reel wasn't intact cutting that introduction out. Yet it was a face, a face the blob of ink felt an odd connection with.

Slowly but surely it took note on the cartoon character’s appearance and mimicked it, building up a visage similar from its own ink. The black liquid that made up it solidified and changed colors mimicking what it saw on the reel, it even altered the texture to feel like normal animal fur. With a newfound face the creature decided to take up the moniker "Toon", the full title being "Toon the Ratbit" seeing as other cartoon characters last names were their species he too wanted that for himself. After getting a name and face it realized it needed a body to go with its new look. For some reason though when it tried to mimic the character's body on screen it's ink got confused, the several inconsistencies made it nearly impossible to get an exact form down and it would always be slightly off from what felt comfortable. The living cartoon did the best he could, he fashioned legs, a grayscale rat tail, and hands that looked like a cartoon character's gloves. After creating all that it could the torso still remained unfinished, it didn't know what kind of appearance it wanted yet like the face it wore it wanted something that felt comfortable. It wanted a body that felt like it's own, it just couldn't figure out how to create that body.

In desperation Toon scoured the empty halls, rummaging through box after box, uplifting animation desks, even breaking into janitor closets in some desperate hope to find more film reels. He just needed some footage to mimic that was concrete, an ideal body he could connect with, latch onto, and take for his own. An appearance is what he desired the most, instead what he found was a few burnt reels with film that hung onto the metal by charred paper that wrapped around it. There was numerous warnings and labels on the reels strictly stating do NOT play them although in his haste he didn't care and slotted all three into projectors and started them up. In doing so he awoke 3 creatures that looked like demented cartoon characters and acted like monsters. All three were dragged out of whatever hell they called home and into the physical world where they were free to commit whatever atrocities they desired. Their plan was sadly foiled upon finding out they couldn't get too far away from Toon, if they tried they'd inevitably burst into flames and the very hellfire that brought them into existence would try to drag them out forcing them to stay within a somewhat close proximity to the one who awoke them. The worst part is they couldn't even kill Toon to break their curse, they could maim and harm the little hybrid to their hearts content, yet some invisible force stopped them from killing Toon.

Ever since then they were all forced to coexist, Toon never found a body that felt comfortable so it covered itself and the inky mess that was its true form with a faded red hoodie. As for the the three psychopathic cartoon characters who found themselves bound by invisible strings to the one who summoned them, they tormented Toon from time to time yet the hatred and disdain the three felt faded over the years. The three didn't get along either, there was constant fighting between the trio and Toon would be swept up into it the havoc usually.

The once faceless blob of ink now found itself in a chaotic life full of the constant threat of being stabbed, slashed, gutted, or beaten. Oddly enough though it didn't mind despite the torment it faced. The world was boring and dull, yet with the other cartoon creatures life was chaotic and random, the chaos felt comforting in a way. It made him feel like he was an actual toon and not just something pretending to be one, whenever he'd stop and gaze at his body which never had a solid form Toon would embrace the chaos and it felt like he belonged. Life was a weird symbotic relationship, they all lived in the abandoned studio Toon woke up in and soon became accustomed to each other. Instead of getting mauled now Toon only faced pranks and the occasional (frequent) mean spirited comment, it was annoying and sometimes frustrating yet it sure beat getting hurt. Life with crazy malevolent creatures attached to him did have perks for Toon, the rodent could do and get away with anything considering the demons couldn't let him die do they became begrudgingly protective. There was also the fact that they had knowledge of the unnatural and strange which would come in handy from time to time, and Toon had access to all this and the only thing he really had to do was put up with them and occasionally keep peace.

It was chaotic, nonsensical, and sometimes bloody, yet it was a life Toon found enjoyment in, even between all the ups and downs. Mainly downs... A whole lotta downs….

[fizzingwizard]

Had to go home today and see the ear doctor. Don't read on if squeamish haha

I'd been having some ear achey-ness in one ear for about a week, but since last night, it suddenly felt like a full blown ear infection, like I haven't had since I was a kid. But since I work with little kids, I tend to catch little kid colds and stuff more often than most adults. (I've built up immunity and don't get them as bad as I used to, but there's always something new and wonderful going around 9_9)

I had to go into work this morning, because I messed up last week due to a miscommunication. It was the same thing as when I had covid: my boss said "until Thursday" meaning I should come back to work on Friday, but to me "until Thursday" meant I should come in on Thursday. This time she told me something was due on the 31st, which I took to mean by the end of the day on the 31st. But she actually meant it was due before the 31st... From now on I'm gonna ask more questions whenever words like "until" or "by" are used

Anyway, I was able to get it done pretty quick, because my head was killing me and I couldn't hear much of anything out of the one ear. So I went home and went to the ear doctor. He took pics and my goodness. One ear was pristine. The other... soooo much wax build up. Not only was there a lot, but it was a weird color, and the texture was different - I usually have kind of dry, orangey wax, and this was dark and slimy. (see I told you don't read if squeamish!)

I've never experienced this before in my life. The doctor started cleaning my ear with these long sticks, and using this suction thing like the dentist uses (though not quite as strong, thankfully). I don't know if I can say it was painful, but it sure was uncomfortable. And I don't know why, but it made me light-headed! I actually got nauseous. The doc asked what as wrong and I was too dizzy to think in Japanese, so instead of saying "I'm dizzy," I said "My head is light." Which isn't the most common way to express it here, but it got the point across, and they had me lie down on a cot with a funnel in my ear that dripped water in to loosen the wax x'D

After that fortunately the rest went pretty easily. The doctor was this twitchy, happy guy who couldn't stop talking. I liked him though. The nurse was also nice but seemed really anxious for some reason. But idk, she calmed down, or I guess maybe she didn't understand why I was acting weird until she took my blood pressure and realized it was low, and then focused on just not letting me fall over lol

(I don't know with the low blood pressure. Although my guess is I was dehydrated because I rushed around in the morning and didn't eat and only drank a little water. Plus it's really hot. But I do get light-headed like everytime the temperature changes x'D I have debated whether I should talk to a doctor about it. It doesn't really impede my life, but it has made it hard for me to get serious about hiking and stuff. I love hiking, but I tend to feel exhausted long before my muscles hurt, and it's really inconvenient to be nauseous on a mountain. ETA: I looked up about feeling faint when cleaning ears, and there was a mention that the suction tool can change the temperature inside the ear canal suddenly, which can result in dizziness and faintness. So that's that solved :P Woulda been nice if the doctor had warned me tho...)

I asked before I left what caused so much wax, because I really don't wanna do this again :P It wasn't painful, but it still sucked, ya know? They wouldn't really confirm, like usual, the doctors always just want you gone once you're fixed up... but hopefully that means it's not anything serious. I asked if I need to clean better, but I was confused why it only happened in one ear when I treat them both the same. But looking online, it sounds like that can happen if the inner ears are shaped differently, or if you sleep more on one side. I am a side sleeper but I'm not sure if I favor my right side. I don't think I do. Anyway... Idk, will just be more careful about cleaning my right ear from now on I guess XP

Eventful morning... At least I get to be home for the afternoon now. What's funny is last night I watched a video about Ouchi Hisashi, who was a victim of the criticality event in Tokaimura. What he endured was unimaginably horrific. Sitting there getting my ear cleaned, I hated it so much that I started reminding myself "Remember what Hisashi went through. This is nothing..." Yup I'm a wimp

[bunnybubae]

(M) A night at the mall | JJK

Pairing: Reader x Jungkook

Genre: F2L - Smut/Fluff

Warnings: Fingering - Handjob - Oral (Male receiving) - Dirty talk

Summary: Your best friend Jungkook works as a security guard at the mall and everything takes an interesting twist when you go to visit him during his shift on a friday night.

Word Count: 8,684

Author Note: Hello there, I hope you enjoy this new fic. I've been working on it for over a month. It's been a long time since I wrote something, also, I'm sorry if there are some grammatical mistakes, english isn't my first language so, let me know if there is something to fix :) - Joy 🐰

You're not able to tell when you first started to fall for your best friend, Jungkook. Growing up together you thought it was pretty normal to be fond of him, to like every part of his persona unconditionally and to feel a slight jealousy whenever he brought a new girlfriend along. It was normal to feel like this, right? Well, you probably realized it wasn't when you started to fantasize about kissing his under lip mole, the one you always said it was a little choco crumb, making him casually swipe his thumb over his lip every time, sweetly exasperated as soon as he realized he had fallen for this silly joke yet again.

It was difficult to hide these kind of feelings when you spent most of the time together. He was always there for you when you needed him the most, like that time he broke a weird drunken dude's nose who was yelling inappropriate things to you, or that time when your tiny frame found shelter in his arms, engulfing you tightly, right after your latter ex broke your heart into pieces. You almost gave into the feeling that time, wondering if you ever made him feel the same fondness and protection. Perhaps you are too tiny to fight a drunkard for him, your arms are also too small to keep his broken big heart in one piece, like he did that time, but you know you would give everything just to make him happy.

It's something different from other friendships you have, the one with him has never been a demanding/forced type of relationship, everything came naturally and maybe this was part of the reason, you wondered from time to time if Jungkook was aware of the growing feelings you were having for him.    

It's friday night, you always find a party to go at with your friends and tonight is no different, Tae and Jimin were so excited when they found out there would have been a massive fluo themed party tonight at a well known club, jabbering about it for days on your group chat. Unfortunately, the only person you really wanted to be there was him, Jungkook, who unfortunately had to work his night shift as a security guard at the mall, and this was enough to crumble your will to attend the party.

You planned to make an excuse but apparently Jimin didn't believe you were going to work on a project, on a friday night, when you don't even have any imminent project to deliver. So the boys insisted, dragging you with them at the entrance of the club and convincing you to help them draw something on their skin. You had to admit it, you found it rather amusing to draw fluo hearts, stars and all sort of nonsense shape on your friends arms and shoulders while waiting to enter. It was fun until Hoseok decided to steal the color from your hands to draw a J on your right cheek and a K on the other. 

"Hobi!"

He knew, he surely realized even before that you liked Jungkook in a deeper way. The lack of will towards partying, especially tonight that he wasn't here, only gave Hoseok further proof. 

You roll your eyes as everyone chuckles at the scene.

"Better than the dick you've drawn on Jimin's shoulder!"

Tae pointed out, amused by your look.

Everyone bursts out laughing as Jimin tries to catch the incriminating shape behind his shoulder as fast as the No fucking way he shouted.

Hobi took out his phone, "Let me send this to Jungkook, he'll be happy" and snapped a picture of your pouty face, in a way that showed very well his work of art, as he defined it.

Your phone buzzed, letting you know he sent the pic in the group chat. The buzz followed by another shortly after. Jungkook was fast. 

JK: Cutie~ Since my name is written on them, I suppose they are mine now.

Followed by a pile of mischievous emoji. You were grinning at your screen as the conversation continued.

Hobi: And you gotta see the true masterpiece!"

A picture of the infamous fluo dick you've drawn on Jimin's shoulder pops on your screen.

The teary emoji Jungkook sent made you and Hobi giggle.

JK: Uhm, 6/10 for Jimin's shoulder dick, 8/10 for my name on Y/N's cheeks.

Y/N: I can understand the 6/10, since I doubt you like dicks, but only 8/10? What a stingy bum.

JK: It could have been a 10/10 if only I was there to squish them good so, 8 it is, whiny bum.

Your fingers started typing, messing with him was always your favorite thing to do. 

Y/N: You can't really leave earlier tonight?

You raised your eyes from the screen just to catch Tae looking at you, amusement in his eyes as a smirk forms on his lips.

"You couldn't make it more obvious Y/N."

You didn't even realize you were smiling in the first place, too focused on your phone.

"Shut up Tae-" You pushed him a little and he chuckled, the phone vibrating cuts whatever you were planning to say.

JK: Nope, I guess I'll throw a party here. Me, mannequins and the trees in the big hallway are going to have fun as well, you'll see. 

As soon as you've read the message, the waiting line moved, it was your group's turn to enter so you hastily shoved your phone back into your purse, sighing a little.

The atmosphere was wild, the place was filled with the smell of sweet smoke and a tinge of sweat, music was pumping through big speakers as bubbles floated into the air and laser lights were caressing every silhouette, making fluo colored abstract figures to pop out, moving to the rhythm. It was something past 2am, Tae e Jimin where languidly dancing with some girls around the dance floor, while Yoongi, Jin and Namjoon where at the table, chatting around with a group of girls and drinking whatever they were having. The party was indeed amazing, everyone was having fun, but you really wished Jungkook was there too.

The amount of alcohol in everybody's system is moderate by now, you could tell by the dizziness you feel as the drink you have in your hand slides down your throat.

Fishing your phone from your purse, you realized you didn't answer the last message Jungkook sent in the group chat, finding a couple of messages instead.

Jin: Are you having fun at your party, Jk?

Followed by random pictures of the club, the cocktails, the dance floor, anything that could help him feel a little less alone.

Jungkook responded with a picture of himself, in the middle of a bunch of mannequins.

JK: They're too quiet. Boring.

As you open the photo you notice one of the mannequins had a J and a K on each cheek, while the others have flowers, hearts and tiny dicks scattered everywhere, just like the boys.

You've burst out laughing at the realization. He wanted a mannequin to resemble you somehow, that was very sweet. The last message was from Jin, only a few minutes before. 

Jin: I almost thought that mannequin was indeed Y/N! She is not even moving tonight!

You've snorted at that as you started to type your answer to join the conversation.

Y/N: Not true, I'm drinking a lot so technically I am moving.

Jin: Smart girl, but seriously. Jk, why don't we exchange mannequins?

You froze on the spot, your gaze snaps up, searching for Jin in the distant table. He was looking at you already, laughing smugly with his phone at hand and his drink in the other.

You cursed at him before your attention was demanded by you buzzing phone.

JK: Man, gladly.

You smiled when you realized Jin actually helped you, purposely. Perhaps he noticed you weren't having as much fun as the others, you didn't even want to come to this party in the first place so, this was the perfect excuse to leave, thank you Jin.

You looked at him again, he sipped his drink. Cheering his glass to you in a slight motion of his arm, you understood, he knew as well. Perfect.

Lately it seemed too obvious for everyone that you had feelings for Jungkook, what if it was obvious for him too and things started to become awkward? Or worse, what if he noticed and started to put distance between you? The thought was creeping into your mind.

You resumed your phone, trying to shoo the bad thoughts away.

Y/N: Do I have a word in this? 

Jin: Nope. I already called you a cab.

Y/N: Good because I actually have nothing to complain. 

This was definitely the alcohol making you this brave, but who cares at this point? This is what you really wanted, even if you didn't want to make it too obvious a few hours ago, Jungkook is still your best friend, everyone knows that. You are going to save your best friend from a lonely situation. Right? Right.

That was what you repeated to yourself, waving goodbyes to the others as you headed outside to catch your cab.

Your phone vibrated again in your hands, when you checked you realized Jungkook texted you privately.

JK:  I'll wait for you at the usual emergency door. Do you think Jin was serious about wanting this mannequin?

You laughed at your screen. 

This was your best friend and it wasn't the first time you passed by to say hi or to spend the lunch break with him, even if now it was the first time you were going to spend the whole shift with him, at night, there was no difference. Right?

As soon as you arrived, you approached the familiar glass door and you noticed a dim torchlight at the other side, letting you know Jungkook was already there waiting for your arrival.

The door flung open within seconds when he spotted your cab leaving, and you were greeted by that handsome man that was your best friend and "secret" crush. His working outfit seemed sexier right now, making you feel heat in your face, both for the alcohol and all the inappropriate thoughts that crossed your mind. 

Your eyes met his sweet smile and god, how can someone be hot as hell and soft as a cloud at the damn same time.

"Hey you," Jungkook wrapped his arms around you, squeezing you a little "Let's go inside, it's freezing here."

His scent filled your nostrils as you gave into his arms, nodding before you broke the embrace to follow his lead.

The mall was quiet, even a pinch scary if you had to be honest, the only audible thing from time to time was the squeaky sound of your shoes stepping on the polished floor as you walked by his side.

"So, I have to check if all the security cameras are working fine,"

Jungkook speaks casually, breaking the silence as he stoped his feet to turn to you.

"After that I have an idea but I need you to do as I say."

His tone was serious but not in a bad way, it sounded more teasing.

Your eyes widened a little as curiosity took over.

"I'm listening,"

"So, I'll give you 10 minutes to take everything you can before I set the security system on again,"

"What?" Pure shock painted your expression now, the proposition was hard to register.

"You heard me just right."

He chuckled maliciously with a smug grin.

"10 minutes, take whatever you think might be amusing for us, we'll put everything in place before the cleaning company comes, deal?"

"Fuck yes!"

You couldn't hide your excitement, this was the first time you've ever did something like this, starting by the fact that you're alone with Jungkook at night, at the mall, during his shift, and he just gave you permission to take whatever crossed your mind, just to have some fun together. Basically, this was a dream come true.

"You have to be quick, I'll call you and give you the Ok when I'm done with the cameras and the system is  off, alright? 10 minutes," Jungkook explains like a mastermind would do with their subordinate.

"Alright, got it." You nodded with excitement.

10 minutes is a lot of time usually, but it might be difficult now that you have to run up and down the mall to bring as much as you could.

"After all that, wait for me at the restaurant's floor, that one is pretty much an open space and doesn't have as much shops." 

Jungkook left after that to head over the security office, his phone call arrived as soon as he reached his spot. After a while he informed you that everything was checked and that he was about to shut off all the allarms. The mall was big and full of shops, most of them had open entry ways with infrared security system, this made your mission easier, in a way. 

"Ready?"

His voice was distorted by the device, but you could tell he was amused as much as you by his tone.

"I was born ready!"

And with that, Jungkook shouted a GO, letting your legs run as fast as they could, to every direction you carefully decided beforehand.

Even if you were a little dubious about the amount of time and the vastness of the place, you knew the mall pretty well, knowing perfectly where to go to get what you had in mind.

You smartly grabbed a little cart on the way, making easier for you to bring all the things you took. The 10 minutes given passed and you were waiting for Jungkook right in front of one of the closed restaurants, as he had told you.

You waited patiently, contemplating all the stuff you were able to bring as you regained your breath with a satisfied smile on your face.

"I have to admit it, watching you run like a crazy on the screens made my night!"

Jungkook walked towards you, chuckling lightly as he approached.

"And you didn't even see what I got for you!"

You smiled wickedly, grabbing the handle of your packed cart to rummage onto it.

"Oh I saw, and I want the red one, green isn't really my color, you know,"

He referred to the two wigs he saw you take with the security cameras.

"Alright, but now I have a challenge for you,"

Jungkook was fixing his red wig when he curiously looked at you.

You laughed at the scene, he resembled a clown, minus the red nose and a beautiful clean face, instead of an ugly white scary face.

You fixed your green wig, explaining your plan.

"We'll race through the whole floor with roller-skates,"

Jungkook listened carefully, his eyes wandered a little, scanning the surroundings.

"We'll start and end here."

You said enthusiastic, fishing the two pairs of roller-skates from the cart.

"I'm in!"

He declared, clearly amused by the spark of competition he saw in your eyes.

You two began to put the roller-skates at your feet, making sure they were well fastened.

"What's the price?" He asked, sliding his feet to check the smoothness of his pair.

"If you win, I'll bring your lunch at work for a month,"

"Too easy for you to decide my own reward, besides, that's something you already do most of the times."

He was right, you rolled your eyes, crossing your arms on your chest.

"Alright, what do you want me to do then?"

He giggled but it sounded slightly evil. You realized your question sounded ambiguous, but before you could add anything else he spoke again. 

"I'll tell you as soon as I win."

His head tilted a little, his daring grin not so concealed, you stiffened at the myriad of assumptions rushing in your head, wondering what was crossing his mind right now.

His proximity and attitude put you to test, mixed with the mystery laced onto his sentence, it was difficult to think straight.

He was studying your features, satisfied as he noticed he had managed to tease you.

You cleared your throat, trying to put you curiosity aside.

"Guess I'll never know, because I'm gonna win and you'll know only then what I want from you."

You couldn't believe the words that slipped from your mouth, but somehow you managed to keep a calm stance, almost confident.

"So you want something from me, interesting,"

Jungkook was clearly amused, his brow arched as high as possible. He was so hot right now, confident and competitive as per usual, but something in his words sounded almost inviting, you bit on your lip as to punish yourself for what you said.

His lips were pressed as he smiled smugly and that little choco mole was practically calling your name.

"You have something on your lips!"

And as soon as he brought a finger to his mouth to check, you swished away, sliding down the aisle, Jungkook screamed something about fairness, following you immediately after. You could sense him slid off, right behind you. 

The echoes of your laughter could be heard all over the place, Jungkook was yelling something about the usual joke you make, and you yelled back that it was only his fault if he kept falling for it.

Sliding past the shops, you arrived at the tight right curve a little too fast, causing you to go wider than you wanted. The maneuver gave Jungkook the advantage to surpass and take the lead of the competition.

He went past, looking at you with a winning grin plastered on his face.

"You rushed and crashed, baby" He shouted.

You snorted, trying to keep up as got back on track, the pet name gave you the right boost to slide a little faster to diminish the gap.

He used this kind of pet names with you to tease you, and you knew that pretty well. Most of the times it worked, but this time you had to win and focused only on that. Jungkook could see your approaching reflection on the big shops windows as he took fast glimpses, the arriving point was only a corner away and he had to keep this pace if he wanted to win.

He was only a few meters away when he visibly adjusted his pace after the last turn, now the two of you were side by side. The straight aisle was now the only piece of track left to decide the winner. 

"CHOCO CRUUUUUUMB!"

Jungkook suddenly shouted, your eyes widened at his sudden scream. Concentration lost as the scream startled you a little, enough to slacken your pace and let him win.

"That's not fair!"

You whined out of breath while Jungkook was laughing like a crazy, dancing whatever winning dance he improvised for the occasion. 

"If you wound with the choco crumb you perish by the choco crumb- or something like that!"

He breathed out, sliding around you all satisfied and gleeful.

You were the one who started this, taking advantage at the beginning, so you kinda deserved it.

"Ok, fine, you won this race but not the championship!"

You affirmed breathless, smiling a little at how smug he looked.

"You still have my name written on your face, I won from the moment you came here."

He was smirking at this, your hands unconsciously cup your cheeks, feeling the dry paint with your fingers, you remembered that you had a J and a K still on your face, for this whole time.

"We're not done yet, I still have a ton of things inside my cart," You said, a tone of challenge laced in your voice.

"Yes? Good, the night is still young."

Tonight has been the best night you spent since ever, no party was slightly comparable.

Everything you wanted was there, the weight of your unspoken feelings never left your heart, it only became heavier at every fleeting gaze, at every laugh. As you played hide and seek this time, you had a moment to think while searching for Jungkook. 

Thinking about all the moments shared tonight, you had finally realized how much you liked him, in every possible sense. The race with roller-skates, the moment you tried horrible sunglasses and took pictures together, the moment you dressed up as a man and Jungkook put a wide skirt on his working pants, and his ridiculous attempt to be alluring with you. All the laughter tonight were part of the realization that struck into your heart. You loved this man so much and you feared to confess with every cell of your body. The possibility of rejection and to lose him, even as a friend, made you sick in your stomach. As you wandered around to find Jungkook, you noticed his red wig on the floor, at the entrance of a shop. You walked slowly, trying to make no sound as you scanned the inside. There were all kind of hiking and camping material and you thought it was too easy to find him right were you found his wig. You were about to leave the shop when you heard a barely audible scratch noise, it was brief but you were sure you heard it. You spun on your feet, slowly approaching the tent you believed the sound came from. You smiled maliciously, tasting already the victory.

"FOUND YOU!"

You shouted opening the cloth entrance in a fast movement but nothing was there. 

Confused, you got up, you hadn't had the time to spin around when strong arms were wrapped around you from behind.

"YOU THOUGHT!"

Your body was pressed against Jungkook's firm chest, who lifted you a little from the ground in a playful way. You screamed a little in surprise.

You both started laughing and when he allowed your feet to stay on the floor once again, you finally spun around, facing him. Your gaze locked with his for a moment, laughter fading away as your eyes tried to read each other. There was something behind his usual teasing mannerism, you could see it.You noticed the slow change in his gaze for the whole night, with time it became different. His gaze seemed dark and raw before you, as your bodies were pressed together.

You were still locked between his arms, his warm breath caressing your face was enough to light a flame in the pit of your belly. Neither of you seemed to want to separate. The shift of atmosphere was sudden somehow, and you felt dizzy by the amount of emotions rushing through your body. You wanted to melt right then and there and when you noticed his eyes trail down to your lips, your tongue swiped at them unconsciously. Jungkook exhaled at the motion, as if he was struggling.

Your hands grabbed the back of his shirt, latching at the fabric in hope to keep him right there, scared he might pull off. 

Part of you was scared but you couldn't ignore the sensation his body and eyes were giving you. There was some kind on connection, some kind of conversation going on within your bodies.

"Jungkook,"

Your voice was slightly trembling, his name left your lips but you were not trying to break the moment, instead it sounded more like a subtle request.

A few seconds later he crushed your lips to his, tightening the embrace a little more. His arms caged you as he molded his lips with yours. Your body stiffened a little at first, you didn't expect to meet his soft lips even if you craved them, your hands were grasping the material of his shirt, pulling his body into you.

His chest was pressed with yours, a rush of heat washing over you but before you could deepen the kiss, his lips were gone, a ghost of the moment lingering at their place.

The warm feeling you were engulfed by, ended in a matter of seconds as Jungkook abruptly broke the embrace, taking a step back from you, like you stung him or something, he seemed startled by his own previous action.

"I'm- Y/N, I... I'm sorry."

Jungkook mumbled, voice low and harsh with tangible fear, his eyes were now filled with something you've never seen.

You watched speechless, lost in the brief kiss he gave you, as you tried to print every sensation on your mind. 

The tingle on your lips was already vanishing away, while the crave for more was taking its place.

The air around you was thicker, something about the way he was looking at you was luring you closer. You found yourself tentatively approaching, your soft hand moved by its own to cup his cheek as your thumb traced over your favorite little mole. The moment you shared gave you enough courage to deal with your feelings, what you felt was brief but addicting and you felt the urge to know, you needed to know if everything was now ruined for him, it would be easier for you to cope with a rejection if you talked it out, that's what you thought. 

His lips parted as your thumb grazed a little below.

"I am not."

The softness of your voice didn't match the implied confession. Your eyes caught the effect of your words on his features. He exhaled as if he had been holding his breath for this whole time, like your words lifted a weight from his chest. 

You budged forward, confidence was moving your limbs this time, ready to take what you wanted for a long time, your sudden decision guided by a feeling in your gut, telling you to seize the moment.

As it has always been with him, everything came naturally, as two magnets, your bodies collided together once again.

You moved your hands to cup his face as his arms wrapped around your body for dear life. 

This time it was different.

Your lips met again and starved by their previous short encounter, they parted immediately, demanding each other as your heart pounded fast in your chest. 

The longing for this moment made it even more intense, you savored every instant, every caress of his tongue, a total surrender at his warmth.

Every doubt faded away as his mouth became hungrier and his hands started to wander around. His demeanor talked as loud as your own lust.

A soft moan escaped your lips when he bit down at your lower lip, something clicked inside him at that sound, you didn't even noticed he was moving you both around, making you step backwards to lay your back flat on the nearest wall.

"Are you still sorry?"

You managed to ask between his lips, voice low and lustful.

"Yes," He said quickly. "I'm sorry I didn't do this before."

He answered with abandon, as one of his hand was now pressing at your nape, caging your body with the other arm pressed close to your head.

Jungkook wanted this just as much as you, it was crystal clear by now.

The fact that there was already a strong friendship between you, was part of the reason you feared to confess your true feelings. During your long friendship, there had been awkward moments were you and Jungkook found yourself tangled by a strange feeling, sometime hugs felt more intimate, in some situation you caught his eyes and there was some kind of a sparkle, but you didn't pay as much of attention, blaming the alcohol or telling yourself whatever excuse to dismiss the thought. 

You knew how much you cared about each other, you simply never thought he could be feeling the exact same as well: Fear, repressed feelings and attraction, even. 

Everything you felt was hidden behind a veil, that you could finally drop to the ground.

Your body seemed more sensitive, every brush of his fingers sent electricity through your whole nerve system. You could feel the effect of his kisses right between your legs as a familiar sensation was forming in the pit of your belly. 

Jungkook seemed to feel something similar as he harshly kissed your lips when he felt your body quiver slightly against his.

"Y/N..."

Your name rolled out of his lips as soft as a feather, palpable lust on it, you wanted to hear him say your name again and again just like that.

"If you don't want this, stop me now," He breathed out quietly, tracing his fingers up and down your arm in a soothing way. His actions talked loudly enough, his allusion was simply the peak that pointed out just how much he was dying inside to let everything out, to give you all he hadn't yet given.

"I've been fantasizing this moment for a long time but I don't want to ruin things with you,"

You looked at him in haze as this was exactly what you wanted to say to him. 

Your grip tightened and you pressed your body to his even more. You could feel the hardness of his abdomen and his erection poking at your thigh.

"I want you."

The firmness of your voice surprised you, the words exited your mouth in a rush, expressing your need perfectly.

With that, Jungkook lost every bit of self-control.

You were already a total mess by his kisses, hands roaming around like one of you could disappear in a matter of seconds.

Jungkook pressed his hips harder into you, a moan forming in your throat when you bucked your hips into him. The coldness of the wall behind you was a distant memory, as your body felt on fire.

He stopped, pecking at the side of your lips when he took your hand with his. 

"I would fuck you right here against the wall, but I have condoms in my backpack, and I left it in the security's office,"

He sounded annoyed at his own realization, as if he blamed himself somehow.

You smiled, pushing yourself off the wall to guide him trough the shop. He followed with no hesitation while you were visibly scanning your surroundings.

There was a small selection of camping tent on the far side of the shop, each one well prepared and exposed to eventual buyers.

As you walked, pulling Jungkook with you, your other hand was fishing into your purse to find a condom.

You smirked satisfied when you found it and showed it to him with a winning expression.

"You planned this, didn't you?"

He grinned, teasing you a little.

"No, but I'm glad Jimin decided to give me his condoms tonight."

Jungkook chuckled amused, "Guess the misfortune of some is the luck of others, thank you Jimin."

You giggled, opening the bigger tent you had on display and ushered yourself inside, Jungkook followed, taking the little package from your hand in the meanwhile.

You seated inside taking off your shoes to leave them outside, it was mostly dark, the green light of the emergency exit nearby was the only source of light you had, but it was enough for you to see the shapes of his perfect face. He slipped beside you in the small place, taking off his shoes as well and leaving them outside the tent. 

The small environment was cozy enough to accommodate you both, there were some cushions inside, probably to allow people to check what would fit inside and how, before they could buy.

"This is bigger than the one's we rented last summer, when we slept on the beach."

Jungkook laid himself on his back, leaning on his elbows as he relaxed.

"You mean the one you broke when you fell on it?"

You laughed as memories of that weekend flashed in your mind. 

"Uhm, yes! It wasn't even mine. It was Yoongi's, he scolded me the next day,"

"I remember, you were pretty drunk that night, he waited until you were sober enough I guess,"

You rested flat on your stomach, laughing with him as you bantered about that camping weekend and last summer in general.

"I drunk a lot that night, because of Hani you know,"

Jungkook said as you listened carefully.

"Hani texted and called me all the time, I didn't have the strength to deal with it when I already had so much on my mind..."

You know the story, but something told you there was more.

Jungkook broke up with Hani at the beginning of last summer, giving vague motifs to you and your friends.

Things seemed to go well between them, when one day Jungkook said it was over.

You where there for him, just like he did with you when you broke up with Jackson a few months prior, you simply didn't want to investigate further, since he seemed misleading about the whole situation with his ex.

"I remember... That night you slept in my tent and," you paused a moment, wondering if you should say what you are about to say. Jungkook tilted his head on a side, watching you in question.

"And?"

"That night you talked in your sleep, you were so wasted that you started to say something about having feelings for someone else," A little smile formed on Jungkook's lips as he listened.

You weren't sure, you didn't want to ruin the night just because you brought something from the past.

"That was true, I broke up with her because I had feelings for my best friend."

You tilted your head to look at him, he was already watching you, resting his body onto one of his elbow now, the dim green light that filtered through the fabric coating his features, he was so close and so beautiful in your eyes.

"You had feelings for me back then?"

"Yes, but I was scared as fuck to talk about it with you."

"Well, just like me, and we ended up like this only now because of that!"

You scoffed, making him chuckle.

"There must be something about tents."

You laughed, shifting your body to rest on your side to face him, imitating his position. Your faces a few inches apart now.

"Definitely."

You said smiling. Your lips connected once again, the feeling they gave you was different each time, stronger each time, pushing you to the brink of addiction.

Jungkook moved closer, pressing his figure against yours, pushing you until your back was flat down onto the floor, as he hovered over you with his elbow on the side of your head.

His free hand grabbed one of yours, guiding it over your head and intertwining it with the one that was resting beside your head. You felt trapped in a sweet, lustful way as he locked your body under his and showered your face and lips with kisses.

"You're driving me crazy.."

He nuzzled the curve of your neck, leaving a trail of wet kisses on the way. You exhaled softly as he played with your sensitive skin, moans threatening to escape your throat.

You pressed your legs together to feel some kind of pressure.

"Jungkook,"

"Yes?"

"Take of my shorts." you whispered.

He smiled on your skin, fondling your body with his hand. As he trailed down he purposely brushed over your breast, squeezing it a little. Meanwhile, his lips never gave you respite.

Teeth grazing every soft spot possible, lips claiming every inch of your exposed skin. You felt alive, burning under his touch.

When he reached the rim of your shorts, he swiftly unbuckled the button, helping you to take them off. 

He took a moment to fondle the newly exposed skin, snaking a hand under your butt to cup it gently.

Your panties were the only barrier between his curious hand and your most sensitive parts.

He moved his fingers to your sides, slipping your panties past your legs.

As he helped you get rid of them as well, he stood up a little, taking place between your legs as he rested on his heels.

You felt a little exposed like this, but every bit of embarrassment you felt, was washed away as you watched him taking of his shirt, his firm chest and defined abdomen at full display.

Nothing you hadn't seen before, and yet, this time all of him was meant to be savored exclusively by you. 

His hands moved down on his pants, as he undid his belt and zipper with no effort, watching you the whole time.

He put one hand on his erection, to feel a little friction through the fabric of his underwear.

The scene was so hot that you felt your walls clench in anticipation.

You needed to feel his touch on you again, your hands were doing what they could to give you a little of satisfaction when you've moved one of them down to your wet core.

"So fucking hot."

Jungkook kept his eyes on you, palming himself, hissing at the sexy scene unfolding before his eyes.

You hummed, moving your fingers over your needy clit.

"I need you inside me."

He watched delighted by the view, your simple phrase made his dick twitch in its refrained space, you noticed it, as his grasp tightened over it. When he finally took off his underwear, his dick was free from the restraining fabric, standing out hard and hungry. It was big and thick, the vision you were witnessing made your mouth water.

He bent over, his hand was now cupping your pussy and his fingers were wiggling between your folds, gathering your wetness.

"I just kissed you and this is the result? What when I'll fuck this pussy so good?"

As he spoke, one of his fingers slipped inside you, making you whine at the sensation.

You realized only then how much you craved this. Your walls soft and wet around his finger when he started to move inside you.

"Fuck,"

You moaned, his words hitting a spot within you just as much as his fingers.

Your wetness allowed a second finger to slip in quite easily, your insides clenched at the new pressure.

He moved his fingers while your hips followed his motion, you felt your pleasure grow at every stroke.

Jungkook moved the other hand to fist himself, hissing every now and then and matching your nasty sounds as he helped you build up your orgasm with his fingers.

"Look at you, so needy for me... So beautiful."

You were indeed a total mess already, ruffled hair, expression contorted in pleasure, your mouth open in a silent scream, but everything you could see was his hot naked body trough lidded eyes. He had the body of a god, and you couldn't wait to taste every part of it.

"Jungkook," you moaned.

"I'm close- fuck"

He moved his fingers a little faster, as you opened your legs even further. 

Your fists grabbed the fabric of the tent beneath you when you felt a third finger slip inside, slowly, like he was afraid to hurt you. When he heard you moan louder, he bit down on his lip, trying to contain any sound as he concentrated on you.

You felt so full with three of his fingers inside you, he quickened his pace, wet sounds filling the small space. 

Your walls squeezed on his fingers harder at every thrust, your breath quickened as well as you approached your orgasm.

"I can't wait to fuck this pretty little pussy,"

His voice was pure fire, that was the last push you needed to release.

Your orgasm hits you hard, wave after wave of pure bliss washing over you, as you moaned his name.

You didn't know you were into dirty talk that much, but apparently Jungkook was able to push the right buttons at the right time with you, even with words only.

The emptiness you felt as his fingers left your sensible walls was instantly swept away as you watched his fingers disappear inside his mouth. The scene was so lewd and hot you couldn't take your eyes off of him.

He sucked his own fingers clean, savoring the remnant of your orgasm with his tongue.

You looked at him panting, trying to regain a little of lucidity.

He smirked, sucking at his index finger when his breath hitched ad your hand wrapped around his dick. Sticky precum covered the tip as you spread the liquid all over it with your fingers.

"My turn, lay down."

"Yes, ma'am."

He obeyed, the affirmation made you giggle and, at the same time, turned you on a little, having some power on him thrilled you. You wondered what would it feel like to be in charge and do whatever you wanted with him, making him a panting mess as you tested him, giving and taking away in a painful way, just to make him beg for more and more. 

You smirked, kneeling between his legs, the decision was made when his words left his lips. You wanted to tease him, to feel in charge taking advantage by the position.

You grabbed his erection at the base, your eyes locking with his as you trailed its length in a painfully slow way. Jungkook watched the whole action, biting his lip.

"Put your hands behind your head and let me do the work, alright?"

You said sweetly, but in your eyes there was that spark of challenge that his gaze didn't miss.

He knew you were provoking him but he was clearly enjoying it. He obeyed again, grinning at you while putting his hands in place.

Satisfied, you started to work your hand up and down his dick, slowly at first, as your other hand wandered over his tight.

His firm girth twitched when you twisted your wrist in a certain way, making his chest rise and fall faster.

You were practically drooling, your mouth warm and ready to wrap around him when you decided instead to gather all your saliva, lower your head and spit on his hard cock.

"Fuck yes," He moaned, while you spread your saliva all over his length. 

His muscles tensed under your touch as you pumped him a couple of times, the new wetness allowed your fist to slip even better.

His sounds were music to your ears. He groaned every time his hips thrusted into your fist.

Moments later, you couldn't resist any longer. Your lips wrapped around the tip, tongue swirling around it before you opened your mouth further enough to slip in as much as you could take. 

Your eyes were scanning his beautiful features, making sure his hands rested in place.

The growl that came from behind his throat sounded almost animalistic.

His sounds were making wonders to your ego, encouraging you to suck harder.

You bobbed your head, humming in satisfaction as you watched his pained and blissed expressions. He was visibly delighted by the way your mouth wrapped perfectly around his dick, meanwhile, he clearly wanted to grab your head so bad, to fuck your mouth relentlessly.

His arms moved from their spot but he managed to restrain his need, laying his hands flat on the floor instead. 

You noticed, releasing his dick with a pop, saliva smeared on your pink plump lips, as you chuckled wickedly.

Your hand continued to pump him for a bit, while the other cupped his balls gently.

With one last lick up his dick, you released your grip, leaving him a panting mess just like you wanted.

You didn't have the time to enjoy his fucked out figure as he swiftly moved you both to switch your places once again. He grabbed your hips, turning you around to lay you down beneath him.

"What's so funny?" His warm breath fanning on your face as he tried to steady it.

"You like to tease like that uh?" His harsh tone sent shivers down your spine.

He rested on his heels just to grab the little package he discarded previously on the floor besides you, ripped the wrapping and unrolled the condom on his member.

"I loved it." You claimed satisfied.

He snorted, his hands were guiding yours above your head and you knew what was about to come, biting your lip to suppress a smile. 

"Let's see if you can play your own game then."

At first he locked your wrists in place with one of his hands, then he left them, expecting you to do as you were told, all by yourself, just like he did before.

You accepted the challenge, as you spread your legs wide in a silent invitation, keeping your arms in place.

Jungkook stood between your parted legs, he looked like the most beautiful thing you've ever seen, naked and ready to fuck the shit out of you. You couldn't ask more. 

He guided his dick at your entrance, teasing your folds with it and nudging at your clit a couple of times.

Your walls squeeze at nothing, after this whole foreplay session you were soaking wet, craving his big dick to pound your pussy.

He started pushing inside slowly, as your pussy swallowed him inch after inch, your expression contorted as the pressure transformed into pleasure.

Jungkook was holding his breath, releasing it in a puff as he bottomed, his hips touching yours as his dick was finally buried inside you.

He watched you trough his messy locks with something in his eyes, something that resembled the way someone's eyes shine when they finally get what they really desired for a long time. 

There was something romantic in the way he gently lifted one of your leg to hook it on his forearm, while you wrapped the other at his waist to feel him even closer.

The way his body moved languidly with yours gave you something you never felt with anyone else.

You felt full in every possible way.

You were living everything you've wished for in a long time, but most importantly, Jungkook felt the same as you. He'd told you and his actions demonstrated just how much he wanted you, how much he craved your touch, your kisses, your body against his.

His lips met yours sweetly as his hips thrusted into you in a slow but steady pace, fondling your breast under your shirt with his free hand. You moaned into his mouth as his fingers brushed on your sensitive nipple, the feeling made you shiver slightly and you almost forgot you were supposed to keep your hands above your head. As they moved to circle his neck, Jungkook stopped your before you could do it, pressing your arms on the floor as he blocked your crossed wrists with his hand.

"Too bad," his lips left yours for a moment as he whispered into your ears, his hips keeping their painfully slow pounding.

"I wanna touch you," you whined lowly.

"And I wanna push you to the edge until you beg and scream." 

He growled as his hips sped up the pace. Restraining you with his own body was something he was into, apparently. The only thought to hear you scream in pleasure because of him, was enough to let his hips buck harder and harder. 

Your body was now jolting up and down as you suppressed your moans biting down your lips. 

The force of his hips became insane, you felt your legs tremble.

Your second orgasm approached as he was hitting deep inside you, your walls squeezed him hard.

"Fuck," He hissed at the feeling, a moan leaving his lips right after that.

"Jungkook I- Fuck," You were a moaning mess under him, as he pressed his body even closer to yours. His grip to your wrists loosened a little, but kept you still in place.

"I know baby," He said with a trembling voice.

"I'm fucking close too"

He shifted a little to let both your legs to wrap around his waist now. The hand that was not busy keeping your arms still, landed on your jaw, gently caressing the line of it.

His fingers moved your head on one side, allowing him to kiss your neck, growling as his body tensed, coming closer and closer to his release at every hard thrust.

"Fuck fuck fuck! Jungkook- like that!"

You screamed, every curse adorned your moans as you began to see white. 

Jungkook hastily released your wrists from his grip, both his elbows pressed beside your head as he hammered inside you even faster.

"Fuck yes, me too baby"

You finally had the chance to nestle your hands in his hair, tugging lightly as your second orgasm sent shivers all over your body. 

"Oh my god," you breathed out as he continued to fuck you relentlessly till his own release.

You felt him twitch inside you a moment later, with a string of curses leaving his mouth.

He rested inside you just a little longer, your foreheads pressed together as you both stabilized your breaths.

The weight of his body was gone after he left a little kiss on your lips.

Jungkook took off his condom, knotting it so he could trow it in the trash later, then he returned on you, resting his body on his side next to yours.

He was smiling warmly at you, and you couldn't hide the way you felt after all that. You just had sex with him, however, that simple smile made butterflies in your stomach. You simply knew there was no turning back now, your feelings were at full display and you just wanted to discover what would come up next.

He kissed you softly as his hand gently grabbed your chin from below. 

His fingers squeezed the soft skin of your cheeks and you remembered you still had pieces of dried fluo color on them.

"By the way, as I said, these are absolutely a 10/10 now that I squish them." he spoke softly just above your lips.

You giggled, wrapping your arms around his neck to pull him in for another kiss.

Before your lips could meet again, the alarm went off. You froze on the spot, scared by the sudden sound as you seated up, searching for your shorts with shaky hands.

"Fuck, I forgot to restore the security system!" Jungkook looked at his watch with concern, then cursed. "And it's already 6am! The cleaning crew is here!"

You both hastily put on your clothes, trying to tidy up yourselves a little.

"What do we do?"

You asked worried as the worst scenarios developed in your mind. The loud alarm was still going.

"We have to run, and fast! I'll figure out an excuse later."

Jungkook grabbed your hand, pulling you out of the tent. You followed him, grabbing your stuff with the other  hand on the way out.

You both started running, your hands intertwined as you both chuckled lightly at the surreal scene you were experiencing. You felt like you were a spy or something like that.

He then explained that you had to run out of a specific emergency door as he had to reach the security office to fix the issue and put out a good excuse for the cleaning crew.

"I'll join you outside as soon as I'm done, ok?" He smiled at you, out of breath from the running.  The soft light of the incoming sunrise was filling the mall, you weren't even hearing the alarm anymore, your full attention was captured by his appearance, as pale sunrays brushed his features. You smiled softly, nodding at him before you stole him a little kiss.

You turned around to run as fast as you could, smiling hard as everything you did tonight came back in your mind. Your heart was beating fast, both from the running and from the amount of happiness you felt inside. 

That night you spent was simply  perfect and even if you were running away right now, your heart and feelings will always belong to this place in a very peculiar way.

[yandere-sins]

can i have a yandere gojo who impregnates reader, y/n manages to run away, moves out to another country and after a year and a half, gojo, who sort of came to his senses, founds y/n and wants y/n back? only for his yandere traits to come back again out of fear that he'll lose y/n and the baby for good?

also, thank you so much for your hard work!

Thanks for the request!

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♡ There probably are only a few people in the world able to understand a maniacal mind like Gojo’s. The amount of willpower and discipline to overcome an obsession like he had for you borders on the opposite end of the psychopath as he was when you were still with him. The time it took for him to forget your perfume, to not stalk random people that had your hair color, to exit a store when a song began to play that you would hum from time to time. That time was nothing more than divine punishment, it seemed; otherwise, it would be hard to explain. His heart and body could understand you were gone, but his mind just couldn’t let go of your image. Gojo would see you in the corners of his eyes, hear your laugh when a group of people passed him, and sleep in your apartment just to get the last bit of comfort that you left. For a long time, he believed you’d be back, but even he had to realize you wouldn’t at some point or another.

♡ Imagine the surprise when he did actually see you, passing by the storefront of a 7-Eleven while he was reading magazines inside. Imagine his eyes following you, thinking how odd it was that you’d be back after he managed to forget you. The magazine slowly slipping from his hand and falling to the floor as he storms out of the store, trying to find you in the masses of people. Every alleyway could be your hideout and every store a place for you to avoid him, but he just knows. He knows you’re returning to your apartment that holds all the stuff that you left behind. Why else would you be back? Surely not for him.

♡ Gojo can’t stop his heart from racing as he watches you enter the apartment from across the street. Nothing changed. Not the passcode at the door, not you, not his love. The latter is beginning to rip at his heart, making him want to scream as the waves of suppressed pain return, the pain that you put him through. Yet, one thing is different. You’re not alone, judging by the stroller you are parking in the hallway of your apartment building. Gojo can tell by the little baby hands gripping tightly into your shirt, less white hair than his, but a remarkably fair color peeking over your shoulder, and the rocking motion you’re making that you were extremely busy the last few months. That’s probably the reason you never contacted him, right?

♡ Admittedly, he’s a bit impatient as he rings the doorbell, standing right before your door waiting. Over and over, his fingers pushes into the button, the sound overshadowed by his own thoughts. “I’m coming, I’m coming!” you yell, and for the first time in what feels like an eternity, he hears your voice. It echoes through his body, his thoughts shifting to the feeling of your voice dripping over every fiber of his being. Gojo shudders as he waits for you to open, impatient, barely holding back from bursting down the door. He has questions. Oh, so many questions, and he steps aside from the peephole, waiting for you to open the damn door before he loses it.

♡ Your reaction time is still bad, or maybe his is just too good. Gojo’s had always been better. That’s why he got a hold of you first. With his hand covering your mouth, his foot in the gap of the door before you can smack it in his face, and a warning, “Ah-ah-ah,” from his curled up lips, he steps inside, pressing you to the wall. His hand only disappears from your mouth so he can replace it with his lips, the taste of your tongue still as exquisite and desperately wanted by him as he remembers, when you two suddenly get interrupted by a fussy baby asking for attention. His head turns towards the living room as he puts his hand back in place to keep you from alerting anyone, and your eyes follow, your whole body growing tense as Gojo’s grin widens.

♡ He lets go of you - a great price to pay, but his curiosity wins. But no matter how much you claw at him, try to hold him back, and plead with Gojo, he doesn’t stop, only pushing you aside with the tiniest bit of effort, walking right over to the child sitting on your bed. Picking it up, you can only stare in horror as Gojo holds your kid, their resemblance almost terrifying, and Gojo calmly soothes the fussy baby as if he never hurt a fly in his life. Rocking it and talking nonsense, you only grow more and more scared of what he will do, knowing his true nature a bit too well to trust him with your baby. But he’s nothing close to the monster you experienced in your past. Even your child seems perfectly fine, slowly falling asleep in the arms of the beast. You try once again, try to get closer to save your baby, at least if you already cannot protect yourself from Gojo, but he presses the little one closer to his chest, leaning forward as if to spite you. There’s still a smile playing on his lips, but you’re not someone he can fool with the mask he put on. Under his blindfold, his eyes are probably those of the psycho you remembered. “I never knew you wanted a family,” he muses, and you can’t help but feel disgusted. “Not with you,” you hiss back, and Gojo straightens his back, sighing as he looks down on the kid in his arms. “Too bad,” he fakes pity. “When you know what’s good for you, then I am sure you remember where to find me. I’ll be taking my child.”

♡ Before you can protest or even reach out to your baby, Gojo is gone. He knows as well as you do that you can’t abandon your own kid. It was the leverage he always needed against you, that lacked in the past. This time, you’d have to return to him, the exact opposite from what you did one and a half years ago, and there was no way you’d be able to leave as long as he had this power over you. Gojo sat down with that little clone of his, waiting for you to return to the hell, confident that with this responsibility, you two simply were bound to be together forever. His child was just one more person he could never let go of; that much was evident by the beautiful, shining blue eyes coming directly from him.

[paradisetemporarilymisplaced]

So I was being a basic bitch the other day and listening to my true crime podcasts when it occurred to me just how suspicious Nile’s “death” would look to everyone not in the Guard, leading me to a train of thought that, 2200 words later, absolutely got away from me but I can’t let go so I’m inflicting it on all of you!

To set the stage, we know the movie takes place over approximately a week. Here’s what happens to Nile from the military’s point of view:

She dies is very seriously injured

She heals without a scratch

Just before she’s supposed to be shipped out to Germany, she vanishes, leaving two men concussed (and presumably reporting being knocked out by a woman with short hair wearing civilian clothes)

She goes AWOL for several days

They get word from the CIA that she is to be reported killed in action (details unclear)

So, at the beginning of this very weird week, the USMC has to tell Nile’s family of her death critical injury. What her family was told depends on how long she was dead – a Google search tells me that family will be notified in person within 8 hours of a soldier’s death, but we don’t know how long her first death lasted. For an injury, however, they’d get a phone call to notify them and the unit would arrange for them to visit as soon as the soldier is transferred out of a combat zone. Like I remember when I was in high school, a guy from my church who was a Marine was really seriously injured in a helicopter crash in Iraq and from what I could tell, his parents were told immediately and were flown out to Germany to see him, so it stands to reason that Nile’s family would have been informed relatively quickly after her throat was slashed, one way or another.

And then, she goes AWOL. Her family would be notified while the USMC tried to figure out where she went, not least because the military would want to know if she’s contacted them. (And it’s possible that her family may have been on the way to Germany to see her since we know that’s where she was supposed to go!) So for several days:

Nile’s mom and brother have no idea where she is

They know she was seriously injured and most certainly should not have been moving around on her own

They can’t get a hold of her

The military can’t tell them anything

And the next thing they know for sure is that she was “killed in action.” After being injured and vanishing into thin air. And they presumably cannot produce her body or any concrete evidence of her death. In any case, something sketchy is going on, so they’re like. SMELLS LIKE A MILITARY COVERUP.

In a surprise to probably no one, there is a well-documented legacy of mysterious US military deaths, particularly of women of color (TW for sexual assault in these links). The cases of LaVena Johnson and Vanessa Guillenin particular have made national news because of their families’ persistence in seeking justice. Likewise, Nile is a Black woman, and her mom and brother are most certainly hypercognizant of (a) state violence against Black people and (b) these high-profile cases of suspicious military deaths. So her family are seriously side-eyeing the situation, knowing that (a) the military has a serious incentive (and a documented history) of covering up things that make them look bad and (b) nothing about Nile’s disappearance and supposed death are adding up.

And Andy’s right. Nile does come from warriors. And you know who else does? Her brother.

Don’t get me wrong. Nile’s mom would absolutely not back down. She’d know something was up and want to get to the bottom of it. But based on what I know about Gen X parents (mine), they’re not the most technologically savvy. Like they can use the internet, but they didn’t grow up with it the way we young millennials and Gen Z did. So Nile’s brother takes the lead. And what do zillennials do best?

Social media.

Nile’s brother starts going hard on any site he can, trying to get the word out to see if anyone knows what happened to his sister. He starts a Reddit thread. He starts a Facebook group. He reaches out to the media and true crime bloggers and podcasters à la Sarah Turney, getting loud and being a general nuisance in hopes of getting some answers. He gets his friends and Nile’s friends involved. Maybe eventually Dizzy, Jay, and others from Nile’s unit hear about it and reach out, telling him what they saw and how weird it all was. He’s drumming up interest, and soon “Nile Freeman” becomes a household name (at least among the true crime fans).

Copley is, of course, trying his best, but at this point there is just so much that it’s impossible for him to scrub everything. Sure, he can erase new footage of Nile and the Guard, but what can he do about Reddit threads and podcast episodes that are speculating something weird has happened? Maybe he could hack the sites and shut those things down, but honestly, that’s the last thing he’d want to do, because that only adds weight to the theory that Nile’s disappearance is a military coverup. So eventually he has to tell Andy what’s going on.

Andy, obviously, does not take the news well. However, she is also completely computer illiterate, because that’s Booker’s job and he’s the only one who ever bothered to learn what the internet is in any meaningful way. (She probably calls Booker for advice, and for the record, I think Booker would have no qualms about shutting down conspiracy threads, tinhats be damned, but Copley is too concerned about the consequences. He’s ex-CIA for crying out loud, he knows how it’ll look if they scrub every mention of Nile’s name from the internet.) Maybe she confers with Joe and Nicky but, let’s be honest, they’d be equally unhelpful. So at this point, she knows they have to bring in Nile.

But the thing about Nile is that she, too, knows how to use the internet (duh). Aside from her being a young millennial/digital native, we know from the cave scene where she’s giving Booker suggestions on how to track Copley that she clearly is even more computer savvy than the average person. And for that reason she almost definitely took over the day-to-day tech stuff after Booker’s exile. So I think it would be foolish to expect her to be unaware of what’s happening. She’s not contacting her family or posting on the message boards or anything, but she knows what’s up. So Copley and the team probably sit her down to “break the news,” but we know the girl does not have a poker face (see: literally shooting herself in the foot and not being able to play it cool whatsoever) and cracks immediately, telling them she’s seen everything about her case – she’s not interacting with any of it, she certainly didn’t instigate anything, but she knows. (And she is so goddamn proud of her brother.)

At this point, I’d like to pause and consider Nile’s role in the overall narrative of this movie. She’s set up as a foil to Andy, obviously, but she’s also a foil to Booker. Booker, who, like Andy, is a serious pessimist, but who, unlike Andy, still has very fresh memories and trauma associated with being the new kid, which have destroyed him. In his mind (and Andy’s), if Nile communicates with her family, she’ll become just like him in a century or two – bitter, alone, and stuck with her grief and memories of watching her family die and knowing they died resenting her. It’s a small sample size, but this is the only experience they have to go off of.

But it doesn’t have to be like that.

There’s been a lot of discussion of TOG being a fundamentally queer movie – a group of people brought together because of something inherent about themselves that is different, that must be hidden, that causes others to hate, fear, and reject them. Booker’s backstory is the archetypal traumatic “coming out” story – his family learns who he is, hate him for it, and attempt to cast him out of their lives. He’s stuck with his trauma, his pain, his loss, and it consumes him.

But what if Nile’s family would be the opposite? What if her “coming out” to them as immortal is met with acceptance, love, celebration? What if her family is just overjoyed to have her back, and they don’t care what the circumstances are? I'm reminded of this incredible post from @shitty-old-guard-deaths a while back, where Nile’s mother hits Booker with a frying pan because “my baby let me believe she was dead for FIVE YEARS based on your bad advice???” (which may or may not have inspired this whole tangent). Nile takes the advice of someone who did the same thing she wants to do because she doesn’t want to risk her family’s rejection. She wants the good memories with her family and is afraid that showing them her true self will bring her unbearable pain, forever replacing those memories. But, with high risk comes high reward.

Anyway. Nile and the team are trying to come up with a plan for how to handle this whole thing, but she’s not really participating because she’s too afraid to hope. Until finally, quickly, so she doesn’t lose her nerve, she suggests she reach out to them, knowing that, realistically, that’s the only solution before things snowball even further out of control. The team is shocked, but realize that she has a point. They decide that Copley should actually be the first point of contact, posing as a US government official to talk with them and test the waters.

So Copley goes to Nile’s family’s house to talk with her mom and brother. They’re probably distrustful and apprehensive, but nonetheless secretly ecstatic that their work has paid off. They talk and review all of the information that they’ve collected, including testimonials from the people on Nile’s base and recent sightings (along with photos) of Nile (with the same three people) over the last few years that people have sent them but they haven’t posted publicly. At this point, Copley’s like, yeah this is about to blow up, we gotta put our cards on the table. He convinces them to come with him to some safe house/black site/whatever he can get that is technologically impenetrable (I’m picturing them in like, an interrogation room at a police station kind of deal), takes their phones, locks the doors, and brings in Nile.

What follows is the most delightful reunion scene of all time, bringing Joe, Nicky, and even Andy to tears as they watch and listen from outside the room. With Copley’s help, Nile tells her mom and brother about her immortality and what’s been going on since she died (within reason, of course), and they are thrilled. They don’t understand why (because no one does) but they don’t question it and they see it as a gift from God – she’s been resurrected, she will live, and she has a purpose. Her mother and brother are so happy to see her again and are willing to agree with pretty much anything to stay in her life as long as they can.

So. They set up some complicated agreement (they bring in the other three for support/intimidation as needed) setting the terms of their relationship. They swear Nile’s family to secrecy, maybe bringing up the lab to show how high the stakes are, and they readily agree. They come up with some cover story for Nile’s brother to share on the message boards (maybe that the government has opened an investigation but because it’s an open case he has to shut it all down? Tells people to direct their tips somewhere else? Something to that effect). There’s still speculation, of course, but without Nile’s brother at the helm providing the energy, the hype dies down as news stories are wont to do without any movement. And Nile’s family goes to work for the team. The experience has taught them that Copley can’t possibly do everything himself, especially when it comes to social media, so Nile’s brother takes the lead on the day-to-day tracking/social media while Copley and her mom focus on finding jobs and scrubbing their traces afterward.

So there you have it: Nile gets to integrate her biological family into her found family and spend the rest of their lives with them as it should be, Copley gets some badly needed help managing the reality of social media, the team finally has a positive narrative surrounding outsiders Knowing About Them AND about interacting with people from their previous life, and the audience gets the happy ending to this very lovely and very queer story to counteract the pain associated with Booker’s family.

Plus, you know, I’m a sucker for both a good government conspiracy theory and for Nile getting every good thing she deserves.

[spicyveggiesub]

Revue Starlight The Movie Veggie Sub V2/WIDESCREEN

Hello! I subbed the Revue Starlight movie back in December (the one that has color coded dialogue) - this is my first post because I was too much of a coward to make an account anywhere then.

To put it simply, I was not satisfied with my original work, which had mistakes from mishearing and also just misinterpreting things. It was rushed for various reasons, and I really regret not being more patient with it. I don’t think the mistranslations impact any plot points of the movie, it’s really more in the specifics, but I misrepresented some things I consider to be important, and for that I am truly very sorry.

After not touching it for 2 months and then working on it in all of my spare time for the past month, I finally!!!! finished the revised version and a widescreen version, since I had originally done it letterboxed. I think the widescreen version is actually more readable, so that’s one more thing to bonk my past self on the head for, but the letterboxed version has its merits too. They can be found on nyaa and anidex like before, and to make sure this appears in the tag, I’ll add links in a reblog!

Now I’m going to ramble a lot about the fixes I made and translation decisions and other things under the cut... it’s going to read like half a callout for myself and half a defense, and half just fun rambling about translation (yes that’s 3 halves) so do with that what you will...!

This is going to be unnecessarily long - so long, in fact, that I am going to divide it into parts. You may be thinking "I don't wanna read all that" so a tldr for you if you are: 

1. major changes: 

revue of malice -> revue of resentment, fixed lines in futakao conversation towards the end of the revue

a line the giraffe says that is directed to the audience but I misinterpreted

Nana’s line about feeling drunk: sake -> alcohol (this was just stupid of me)

revue of souls -> revue of the soul (yes the the is ugly but necessary)

2. minor changes: really nitpicky stuff and obsessing too much over timing, typesetting

3. this took so long because I actually just fully stopped working on it for 2 months, I had like 0 time due to work and had no motivation, i overshare about the process

okay, time for the longer explanation!!! you don’t have to read this but if you want to witness someone be a little insane then have fun (also, warning for spoilers)!! we’re dropping capitalization now! i know nobody asked for this, but i have to talk a lot about this bc i haven't, really, to anyone. and i think it's kind of fun

first off i want to say... i’m not a professional translator (as of right now at least, who knows  this might change in the future, though maybe not for japanese) i’ve never taken translation courses and i’ve only taken like one creative writing course in my life. but i really enjoy linguistics and translating and am always, but especially after subbing this movie, trying to improve myself. generally my principle for translating things is that. Words are just words. personally i think that as long as something makes an equal amount of sense in the target language then all of the information in the source language should be retained as much as possible. of course, with english and japanese being so different, it’s difficult to stick to this. anyway i’m already going off topic, mainly i wanted to say my goal is always to present what MY understanding of the source is in a way that i feel is accurate to the source and would 1. convey the same meaning to an english speaker 2. read well to me as a person who can (to an extent) understand japanese. now let’s get into how i failed here.

PART 1: major changes / decisions

when the giraffe speaks to the audience, saying "it's because of all of you", i misinterpreted it as being about karehika and put "it's because of you two" even though that's not what he said.

this is the WORST mistranslation imo and i lost my shit when i realized, but at least the message isn't entirely lost because right before that he talks about how it's the stage the selfish and greedy audience longs for. i have no idea how tf i ignored that previous line and thought it was about karehika.

i decided to change the title of the futakao revue to "Revue of Resentment".

the original title, "Revue of Malice", i honestly took from the wiki without thinking too hard about the translation of the name that someone else had done, which was stupid of me. I also forgot to translate wagamama highway as selfish highway and just left it as wagamama highway in the subs, so you see. 

怨み (urami) generally means "grudge, resentment" in the same way that the more common form for urami, 恨み does, only it's a stronger, more hateful emotion, and not commonly used. it's usually used for a very deep-seated, strong grudge/resentment, or for things that are supernatural, ie. the grudge of a soul.

either way, "malice" doesn't really represent the meaning properly imo, because while resentment is about bearing ill will/bearing malice towards someone, the word by itself doesn't cover the meaning of resentment, at least to me. but i'll admit that it sounds a lot cooler, and i don't think it's too far off, so i think it's fine if people keep referring to the revue as revue of malice. if you take the midpoint between malice and resentment then that's what my understanding of 怨み is.

i also thought about changing it to revue of grudges, but to me that sort of implies actual tangible, countable grudges, which isn't necessarily wrong, but considering the kanji selection it has the vibe of the actual feeling/act of holding a grudge, which in english is only resentment. so that's what i settled on.

i probably won't change what's on the wiki until the official translation for it comes out on starira, and no matter what starira says this is my final decision for my subs. 

I changed the final lines to the final line. 

i had originally called the karehika revue "the final lines" and made karen say "i have to say them. the final lines", when there was no need to make it plural and makes less sense to make it plural, because the final line is, one final line. i can't say why this happened other than i apparently was not thinking hard enough about it until one day i was

originally what i put for A Beautiful Person, Or Perhaps It Is was "A Beautiful Person, Or Somebody Like That".

i had also taken this from the wiki and thought it was a reasonable interpretation because i didn't know the backstory of how it was genuinely supposed to be cut off at the end (A Beautiful Person, Or Perhaps It Is [A Love Song]). that was my fault for not doing enough research and not looking in the right places to find this out before finishing it, and also a lesson that sometimes trying to extrapolate things from vague grammar is not a good idea

in the scene with the vegetable giraffe, right after junna says "putting an end... to what?", maya says "greedily, ferociously, in order to continue standing on stage, we will go to the next stage."

here i originally made a dumb mistake and thought that when she said 貪欲に、獰猛に it was an extension of junna's line instead of an adverb - like what are we putting an end to (何に？) to greed (貪欲に), to brutality (獰猛に). 🤦🤦🤦🤦🤦🤦 

this isn't a mistake but since i am explaining my choices i feel i have to mention - the なんだか強いお酒を飲んだみたい。line (Somehow it feels like... I just drank some strong alcohol.). actually i did make a mistake here and it was calling "sake" "sake" instead of just alcohol, which was really just me being careless. 

besides that, there's an issue with this line in that it lacks a subject/identifier. it could be that nana's the one feeling drunk, or that the rest of them seem drunk to her, but there's no way to eliminate a subject in english and have it make sense (Somehow, it feels like strong alcohol was just drunk. <-- ??????? what?? people don't talk like this)

the first time i even heard of this line b4 the bluray was out it appeared to me that it was about nana, and every time i went down a twitter search rabbithole while working on both the original and the revision, it appeared that jp fans took it the same way - i wanted to link this fanart i saw where futaba is drinking w/ nana and makes fun of her for it but i lost it..

i think the whole brushing hair back thing she does it seems to imply it's intended to be more about her, but really it can have a double meaning (i found one or two jp fans talking about this, that at first it seems to be about nana but could also be about the rest of them).

since it the general consensus is that it’s about nana, i stuck with "I".

i also considered removing the “just” because it’s technically not in the original line but it sounds a lot more awkward without it, and adding it doesn’t change the meaning of the line at all in context (like she’s not saying someone drank alcohol before they got on the train or something lmao so)

speaking of this scene, here is a fun jp blog post analyzing it which is pretty parseable even just w/ google translate (it’s less about the actual line, but their theory for the line is that nana was very stimulated from the fight = feels like she had a strong drink): https://note. com/suzumya/n/n7ee2160d039c

revue of resentment:

didn’t you say we were cutting ties? when futaba catches kaoruko after her truck flies off.. originally i just had “did we cut ties?” umm this was just me being dumb. anyway funny line because kaoruko was the one who said they were cutting ties in the first place and then she turns around and asks this to futaba LMAO

towards the end when futaba is saying “this time, it’s my turn to say something selfish. it’s my turn to-” and then kaoruko says “it’s my turn to make you wait”? she’s imitating futaba/predicting what she’s going to say. i.... again, was careless and did not realize this and just had “it’s time for me to wait” (you’d think it’d be easy to catch because she said “atashi” and not “uchi” but well. I was not thinking clearly..)

after she says this, she says “i know that much, okay” basically saying she knows that that has to happen/that futaba was going to say that, but this was one that i misheard and i thought she said わっかてませんや when she said わかってますんや and i put “i dunno about that” which is basically the opposite meaning.. lol

the final line of this revue, i originally had as “guess i can’t win against the selfishness of a kid”. I changed this to “i just can’t win against the selfishness of a kid”. i can see where my past self was coming from with the “guess” to represent the わ but it makes it feel too.. speculative and like she didn’t know? which isn’t really right. I just can’t better portrays the sort of helplessness of it while still being like she’s stating a known fact, i think

this is kind of just a discussion, but i’ve been thinking about how “revue of souls” isn’t entirely accurate to 魂のレヴュー because it’s, a revue of a singular soul. but “revue of soul” doesn’t feel right to me, because... i dunno there’s some sort of rule to these revue of ___ things to me where it’s like the thing has to be a noun that’s either uncountable or plural if it’s countable. to say revue of soul makes me think that it’s like . revue of who is the most soulful or revue of soul music LMFAO so... i think it’s actually just a rule for using (something) of (something), maybe. like... tree of noodles vs tree of noodle. wow every day sentences that have never been spoken before are created

i think it’s more accurate to say “the soul” in this case, actually... but i don’t like putting the in a revue title....... but i think i will change it actually. you’re watching me make this decision live as i write this blog post lmao okay so i changed it to Revue of the Soul. maybe ateam were onto something with putting the Thing first actually. (just kidding i really don’t like that anyway moving on)

other stupid things that i almost forgot to mention in this post bc i changed them so long ago, but they’re in the first version: i wrote “kuro” instead of “clau” for .. some reason, and i wrote “bakkaren” instead of “karenitwit” and i spent some time thinking about alternate ways to localize this but karenitwit ended up being the best option.

PART 2: minor changes (summary, some specific lines i thought were notable, etc)

the minor things were really more minor, enough that i can't actually list everything that i changed. some examples off the top of my head:

i misheard "jesters" as "idiots" in the distant el dorado lines that hikari recited in english. or rather, i couldn't make it out, and i did a twitter search and found jp fans saying it was idiots and went "i guess that makes sense, idiot can kinda mean the same thing as clown", but then later when i looked at the chinese subs they had put "jesters" and i felt like the biggest idiot in the world

i said "stage prop" for 舞台装置, the fake blood in the revue of annihilation, but it really shouldn't have been prop. i changed it to equipment, then waffled on it and changed it to set, then my theater kid friend who speaks jp proofread for me and told me to change it to equipment

when kaoruko tastes the fake blood, she says "it's sweet." i put "it's tasty" - i think i might have thought she said うまい not 甘い and not challenged it

at the seisho fest one of the students talked about making a new cyc (short for cyclorama but nobody calls them that apparently) and i didn't get that

thanks to my theater kid friend i realized i misrepresented the text that hikari gets from the giraffe, where i originally said “the house is already open for entry”. the original here is 小屋入りはもうはじまっています. apparently when i searched 小屋入り the first time i somehow misunderstood what i was reading and i thought it was about the audience entering the theatre, and i went with “the house is open for entry” because i thought hey, the audience section of a theater is called the house so that works out well. but it’s actually basically tech week, where “entering the hut” means to move into and start doing things in the theatre ahead of the first performance. what i ended up going with was “the dry tech is already underway”, which imo is the same amount of jargon-y ambiguity as the original and pretty much the same meaning. Thank you again to my friend

when nana talks to masai + amemiya in the bg of her career interview i misheard what they were saying LOL originally i put that amemiya wasn’t going to hand over the script but she was saying that she WOULD. this + the kaoruko line both being me mishearing something as the negative.. is funny to me.

not a mistake but a defense: in mahiru’s revue intro the first thing she says is 宣誓 which is most commonly translated as I swear/vow/oath but I wanted to stick to the olympic theme and in the olympic oath in english the word “promise” is used, so that’s why i used promise. however, in the original i translated 輝け、私 as “I will shine” but i changed it to "shine, me” because it just doesn’t fully capture the meaning the first way..,, speaking of revue intros i also fixed a small thing each in hikari’s and junna’s but its nbd i think.

when mayakuro are playing shogi at the beginning, maya’s chick gets captured by claudine and it shows that claudine still has 2 chicks on the board, and when claudine calls her weak(/basically saying she sucks at it) maya was like “your chicks look too pitiful for me to...(take them)”. i am very embarrassed to say this took me too long to understand and at first I thought it meant maya’s chick got taken by claudine and then she was saying her chick looked pitiful on claudine’s side...

AIJO KAWAN!!!!!!! again something i didn’t know mostly because i was not paying close enough attention, i only knew of this after i checked the korean subtitles. baby karen wrote her name wrong on her cubby she wrote かわん instead of かれん :’’’)))

changed “pep rally” to “kick-off party”

stuff like this. aside from that, i reworded some more awkward sounding sentences, fixed capitalization (why did i think capitalizing the beginning of every line was a good idea?) doubly made sure all information was kept in the translation, etc.

i added some more onscreen text translation and some more bg conversation lines thanks to the korean subs catching things i couldn’t, and made a few really small changes to the lyrics that i don’t think are worth listing out here

i added watashitachi wa mou butai no ue lyrics to the credits - this is my own translation and i purposefully did it without looking at the one on the wiki by lunaamatista, but they kind of ended up pretty similar, so i thought i should mention that it was not my intention to just steal/reword that translation or anything. the one on the wiki is great and you should go listen to the song and read it there and appreciate all the work luna has done!!!!!

if there are any more mistakes (which i sure hope there aren't bc i have watched this movie so many times now and cross referenced the chinese and korean subs, though the chinese one i looked at had some mistranslations as well imo) i can change them in the sub files, but i won’t be making a new release again.. if you see something you think is worded awkwardly, just know that i probably agonized over it for too long and decided i wanted to word it that way (ie., saying you who ___) also i Know i use too many em dashes and ellipses i’m sorry for that... i think they’re fun

UPDATE thank you @flibbityflob​ for telling me i messed up the very final on screen text caption because i misread 本日 as 日本 like 100 times in a row apparently . I um. reposted the torrents because it’s been less than 12 hours so. woohoo

also one last thing I guess i can call this a decision i made but mostly i think it’s fun trivia - for karen’s middle school play, i wrote her character’s name as “sara” (it is seira in romaji). the reason i did this is because i found some jp fans talking about how hikari playing “lavinia” when she was 5 and karen playing “sara” in middle school is possibly related and a reference to princess sara, though the spelling is SLIGHTLY diff (セイラ vs セーラ)

PART 3: putting the worst and most annoying last, i apologize and defend myself at the same time. disclaimer: might sound kind of negative as i complain about tiring myself out and stuff, but overall i have SO MUCH fun doing this ok i want to make that clear

first of all: i am truly very sorry. maybe to some (most) people this isn’t a big deal but. i’ve spent most of the time working on this revision miming punching myself in the face every time i read over a translation that i changed, because i remember the original and want to die. but on the other hand, i don't think what’s in the first version is really /that/ bad. i think it's decent, passable i guess, and a lot of the things i changed were minor - the most important lines like the ones in the revues are relatively untouched, bc those are the ones i had already done enough agonizing over to be satisfied with what i had (except the futakao revue). but i am still very ashamed of myself and very sorry that i couldn't do a better job the first time. 

this took me (looks at calendar) three and a half months, because first i fixed a lot of the timing issues, which was very tedious and time consuming and mind numbing. then i ran out of motivation for a month and a half bc things got very busy at work and i was in a horrible place health wise and did not have the energy to work on it. and then it was mid March and i took a few weeks to review + fix things over and over bc i only have time to work on this on the weekends and a few hours on weekdays and even then it's hard to find the time and focus to watch a 2 hour movie while agonizing about the translation and timing and make changes... 

when i published the original, i was tired of working on it and too impatient and i couldn’t imagine working on it more because i knew things were going to get busier at work for me. every time i thought about the fact that people couldn’t watch and experience The Movie Ever with better understanding, i could not STAND the thought of just letting what i had done sit there on my computer for another week (let alone a whole month) while others couldn’t watch it... so i just released it... i am sorry if this reflects poorly on my character, but it is the truth. i regret not taking like, at least a few more days to proofread more, but at the time it really felt like the only thing i could do. 

i also want to say that it was never meant to be a response to the other subs - i was (and generally still am) so distant from most of the fandom that i didn’t even know there were other people subbing the movie. of course i knew that someone somewhere would probably be doing it, but i had no clue until after I posted my own that there were discord-only showings of the other subs or anything (the only reason i am not in the discord is bc i don’t enjoy large discord servers, and i don’t have any opinion on this). i’ll admit i still haven’t looked at the other subs because i didn’t want it to impact my own interpretation as i worked on the revision.

but also... i didn’t plan to sub the movie at all, actually: this is how it happened

i watch the movie on dec 21 (i’m in est so it was dec 21)

i absolutely lose my mind

i think o___o i................. could sub this because i already translated the song lyrics........ and revue intros................ and... isn’t that like... a lot of the movie.... so.......!!!

i spend the next 7 days in a hell of my own creation (barely sleeping and barely working which i could only do bc i work remotely and it was holiday season and all of my coworkers were away but i’m a lowly student coop who doesn’t get PTO)

why did i do this? who asked me to do this? i don’t know. myself i guess.

so it was kind of an impulsive decision made in a vacuum. i don’t want to regret it, it was fun and i learned a lot, but were the mistranslations worth it? i suppose that depends on how much you care about the specifics. i think overall it’s not a big deal but, well (gestures to this whole post).

when i was working on this v2, there were a lot of moments where i thought that i really shouldn't have subbed this in the first place. unfortunately, i am kind of a person who feels compulsed to do Things when i get too excited and that’s why this happened, and there is nothing i can do except move forward, fix things, and try to improve for the next time (yes there is a next time sorry! i'll be stuck here for the forseeable future). 

all that's to say if you want to hate me for this, or instead want to hate me for this stupidly longwinded!!! post that’s totally cool. next time, i will try very hard to put out better quality the first time around, and i ask for your understanding. thank you!

[literaryobsession]

a childhood friend || katsuki bakugo x reader

summary: you meet your childhood friend katsuki again

warning: not proofread as always and swearing

He could feel his head pacing in his chest, running wildly at the thought of what's about to happen.

Katsuki Bakugo, top two ProHero Dynamight, never gets nervous.

Well, in any other time besides this one.

You see, he will be meeting you for dinner in just a few minutes. You, his neighbor and his childhood friend, who came home after years of living abroad with your parents.

The neighbor's only child who spent hours badgering him about his All Might shirt. The annoying kid who got their quirk first after barely reaching four. The child who could only walk to the train station with him and take another, since you were enrolled in another school. The kid who he would see eating the snacks his mother laid out for him after school.

The annoying friend he had that didn't talk about how cool his quirk was but always reminded him that you got yours much earlier, making you the cooler one. The childhood friend who dreamt loudly beside him.

The person who he hated for a few years because you had to leave. The childhood friend who he complains to e-mailing but does it anyway because he can't stand not replying to you. The one of the few people who had the privilege of being followed and befriended by the incredibly elusive Katsuki Bakugo online - the sole reason why he bothered being online in the first place.

It was a quiet day in his agency when you sent him a photo of your plane ticket, telling him you'd be coming home for a few days, and it would be amazing to see him soon. His hands became too sweaty that if you look back at his reply, there were a few spelling mistakes.

His every step was heavy, Bakugo was trying to settle a debate within himself that it would be okay. But because of your departure, he realized how the distance felt like torture to him. He was so used to you being so close that he wanted to keep you home, which of course he wouldn't force on you if you don't want to.

When he sat in the table that he reserved especially for you, Bakugo straightened out his suit which he had to buy specifically for this occasion. He ran his hand through his hair, accidentally burning one of the blond spikes due to the uncontrollable sweat in his palm, and he cursed internally.

He was too nervous to see you.

"Katsuki!"

You two never really called so he didn't expect how different your voice sounded like after puberty. How could simply hearing you say his name like that make him even more nervous than he already was?

"You're late, idiot." He said in the same rude Katsuki Bakugo way that you knew so well. You've spent years hearing his annoyed tone that you knew full well how he often masked his kind intentions behind that surly facade.

"I missed you too." You countered, taking a seat across him. Your flight was tiring but you had to see Bakugo immediately. After leaving Japan, you have missed him dearly. There is no one like him and there was always something about the way he responded to your quick remarks that is so endearing. You took the menu from the waiter and smiled, "Ah! I'm starving!"

Bakugo rolled his eyes as he accepted the menu. He already knew what he'd have, as he has been to this restaurant a few times. Hell would freeze over before he brings you somewhere that he hasn't tried and tested before. So he took the time to glance over at you from his menu, noting how your then short hair grew out to be such pretty locks. He also never noticed the color of your eyes - have they always been that hypnotizing color?

You flickered you gaze over at Bakugo who instantly withdrew his attention from you and started telling the waiter his choice. You chuckled softly, "Why were you staring at me like that, Katsuki?"

"Because you were taking too damn long, you idiot. I'm famished." He tried to come up with a good excuse.

But the thing about a lying Katsuki Bakugo is that the tips of his ears turn red. And boy, are they in the deepest shade you've ever seen.

You were feeling nice today so you let it go. He probably didn't know how to say he missed you so you just changed the subject.

"How have you been, Katsuki?" You said after you ordered. With the waiter out of the way, you were sure that Katsuki would feel more comfortable, less guarded.

"Got nothin' to tell you." He grumbled as he propped his elbow on the table and rested his cheek with his palm, "You always have a lot of stories, you tell me."

You didn't need prodding to start with your own stories which Katsuki appreciated. He was never the talker and having someone who talks too much made sure there was no awkward silences.

You told him about stories from your high school, how you got accepted to your dream school, and how after graduation, you got the job you've first applied to and developed so much as a person in the field you chose.

Katsuki saw how much you've grown. You used to be just a dreamer, a kid who simply talked big, but now, you've made all your dreams into a reality. Into your reality.

He just wondered, with all of the glam and glamour in your world, would he still be welcome?

"You sure are doing a lot." He commented after you paused to take a breath. "Why are you back here if you're so busy?"

You pouted, "I missed you! Is that not enough reason to come back home?" But when he grimaced, you laughed, "I have a business to attend to and I thought of seeing you first!"

The idea that he was the first person you met after landing made his heart melt.

"But enough about me, you're the bigshot ProHero around here!" You picked up your fork and knife when food finally arrived. "You never tell me anything over e-mail. I still can't believe you'd rather send me an e-mail over voice chats, Katsuki."

He wanted to. Katsuki just didn't know how to react to hearing your voice.

You make him extremely nervous.

"Buy a newspaper. Go online. You can read all about me there." He shrugged. Bakugo didn't want the conversation to be about him. He wanted to hear more about you. "You can talk my ear off, why are you so intent in asking about me?"

"I've told you all about me. I haven't heard anything from you. How are your parents?" You asked. You were young when you left and Katsuki's parents didn't have social media accounts for you to keep in contact with them. The only connection you had in Japan was just Katsuki, your entire world was back abroad.

The large blond shrugged and your eyes wandered over to his bigger stature. When you were younger, you were much taller than he was but now, you knew he would tower over you. His voice was also deeper, although you've heard him whenever people get a rare chance of interviewing him.

But he still remained to be that young boy you knew so well. The boy you missed. The boy you-

"Marry me?" He scrunched up his nose as you two made your way to the train station.

It was bright and early in the morning and you popped him the question. It hasn't occured to you yet what marriage meant. To you, it meant having to live in one house together with someone. "Yeah! Won't that be cool?"

But what would you know? You were six.

Thinking about it now made you smile a bit, it was naive. It was childish.

"What are you smiling at?" The blond paused in his story about how his mother kept on badgering him to call on a daily basis. You weren't listening and he noticed.

"Nothing. I just remembered a memory." You didn't want to bring up such an old tale but it made you wonder, what was his answer? He never actually gave you one, did he?

But before you ask, you wanted to know if you won't be treading dangerous grounds.

"Are you seeing anyone?" There was nothing on the news, not that you checked.

Katsuki blushed softly and rolled his eyes, "What kind of fuckin' question is that? I'm not even dating."

For some reason that made you happy.

"Why aren't you even dating, Katsuki?"

"I was waiting for you."

[sxftkxssxs]

Hi! I would like to request hc for the m6 if that would be possible where they s/o is excitedly talking about something they like but one of their "friends" just snaps and ask if they never shut up, as a result they just become more quiet in general. Thank you a lot and I'm sorry if that's to specific:) have a good day

Don't worry! it's not too specific at all :) thank you for requesting!

When their s/o gets quiet after being snapped at

Asra

if he's there when they snap at you the air suddenly gets very tense

they'll defend you, very passionately.

if they aren't there, he can see you holding yourself back from talking almost immediately (they've known you almost 10 years cmon now-)

if he thinks you need time to yourself, they'll give it to you. but after a while they'll start to ask what's wrong.

when he learns that your friend snapped at you and you decided to quiet down, they can almost feel their heart breaking.

in terms of comfort, asra is the best to go to.

he offers you tea, can hold you, anything that could make you feel better

"my love, you shouldn't listen to people like that. Your talkative nature is something I love about you." You carefully took the cup of tea Asra held out to you, looking up at him. They sat down right beside you, slipping an arm around your waist. "I know I shouldn't, but what if they have a point Asra?" He let out a hum, "If they do I don't see it at all. You're perfect just the way you are." You smile, leaning back into him. Asra gives your waist a little squeeze as Faust decides it's her time to speak. "Friend! Get better!" "Will do Faust,"

Julian

He's not as keen to what's happening as Asra, but he'll catch on fairly quickly.

If he was there when your friend happened to snap at you, colorful words you didn't think existed are thrown about. looks like the rowdy raven has it's perks

if he wasn't there, he's not going to pick up on the reason unless you tell him

when he finds out what happened, he's reassuring you to the moon.

Julian has a lot of emotions towards this situation, mostly worry and concern for you.

He's the best at physical comfort. Pillow forts and long talks (Even if he's doing all the talking.)

The warmth from the mountain of blankets around the two of you is almost too much, but it's also just what you need. "-and then! He gets angry with me for suggesting leeches! As if we hadn't tried anything else. No matter how much time passed I couldn't convince him, not even once! Lucio was always stubborn you see-" You couldn't help the smile forming on your face, Julian might not be good with words but he sure knows how to tell a story. All he asks for in turn is a kiss.

Nadia

If she's there, the whole thing wouldn't have even happened.

I mean?? who would even dare insult her lover infront of her?? the countess?

More likely, she wasn't there. But she still notices that you haven't been talking as much as she's grown to love.

when she finds out it happened, she's a little angry, mostly concerned that this is what's been bothering you.

Her way of comfort and reassuring you is gifts, and with her words.

You'll feel like royalty yourself when you finally drift off to sleep.

"Is this alright my dove?" You can only manage a nod, getting comfortable in the bath Nadia took the time to prepare for you. She pulls your head into her lap. Your eyes close as she rubs the tension out of your shoulders. "You're just perfect, that friend of yours doesn't know a thing." You open your eyes to see her looking at you with all the love and adoration in the world. She plants a kiss on your forehead, a proud look forming on her face. If Nadia's so proud of the way you are, maybe being upset about it just isn't worth the trouble hm?

Muriel

dear god, help him

if he was there I don't think there was a high chance the "friend" would finish their sentence.

mans is taller than possibly anyone in the city, he looks scary to random people

if he wasn't there, he'll think he did something wrong.

When you tell him that's not the case a huge sigh of relief comes out of him. But then he finds out someone snapped at you.

he's not good at all with comfort at first, but he's trying, and that's enough to lift your spirits a little.

it's very awkward when you aren't talking as much though. He's not the talking one of the relationship.

His way of comfort is a cuddle pile, or making you your favorite food at the end of the day.

be wary of inanna, she's the designated cuddle monster of the hut. She'll latch on and won't let go until you spill the beans or feel better.

"...Here," You look at what Muriel's put in front of you and Inanna. There's a plate of your favorite food, made just how you like it. With Inanna investigating the plate, you look up at Muriel. His cheeks are a light pink. "Thank you, Muriel." He lets out a small grumble, like he does when flustered. You take this as a you're welcome and begin eating. Inanna refuses to get off of you until offered some pieces, and Muriel is sat beside you with his own plate. You might feel better immediately but, Muriel and Inanna will make sure you feel loved for just how you are. I mean, someone's gotta do the talking around here right?

Portia

no, this doesn't happen

not if she is there. she's gotten good at glaring at people from dealing with her mess of a brother

if she wasn't there, she's still got the situation down

she's no expert on saving the world but she's got comfort down

very concerned that you aren't talking as much, so it's time for mischief.

she'll drag you somewhere with prank intent or just for fun, and she'll make sure you're stuck in a pile of loving words you can't even move

Pepi does that thing all cats do at some point, weaving between your legs to mess with you

The kitchen is a mess, flour is everywhere. But Portia's face holds the brightest smile in the world. Pepi is on the counter, the originally dark colored spot on her face is splotched with powder. Then there's you, completely covered from Portia's beginning assault. But there's no reason to fret, there's a cake in the oven, and Portia even made sure you wore a shirt you wouldn't mind messy. She looks at you with an expression you can only describe as completely smitten. "There's the smile!" The only thing that could ruin the moment is- wait? is that the smoke alarm?

Lucio

No?? He's so oblivious at first istg

if he's there he does get a little worried however, friends don't say those things. You taught him that.

He'll defend you with the coldest glare known to man

if he's not there, he still realizes you aren't acting quite right

mans is a hunter what did you expect

He does get very sad when he notices you aren't talking to him as much. What's happened to his loud talking buddy :((

his love language, like Nadia's is gift giving. with a huge plate of physical touch

the puppies are all over you though. they know you're upset, and it's one of the rare times Mercedes favors you over Lucio.

You feel like a whole different person with the robe you have on. It's so much fancier than anything back at the shop or anything Lucio's given you so far. "Lucio as much as I appreciate the robe, what's this about?" He scoffs at you, like it was obvious. "You've been upset. That's the only reason you wouldn't talk with me as much. It's also the only reason Mercedes wouldn't come to me at all." After he finishes talking he pulls you into bed, holding you close. The rest of the night is full of Lucio planting kisses on your shoulders, as well as some kisses from both of the dogs that definitely places a smile on your face. (tl;dr, the dogs are better at comfort than their dad and they're all big babies)

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Seized

An addition to Approval. Do not read this until reading that first. 

Character: Bruce Wayne x Fem!Reader // Damian Wayne x Batmom

Summary: What happens when Talia Al Ghul learns that someone has stolen the affections of her past lover and her son?

Word Count: 3,000 [One Shot]

“Delinquents have been detained. I can hear the sirens,” Damian stated calmly in his comms.

“Good work, Robin. You know where to meet me. You have a minute,” Bruce responded as he whipped the bat mobile through Crime Alley to grab his son.

Just as Damian opened the door and hopped in, an alarm went off within the vehicle.

“The Manor,” Damian thought aloud as he read the screens with his father.

Bruce ignored his comment and was calling Alfred immediately.

“Master Wayne,” the butler instantly picked up. “I followed protocol, but they were already gone when I arrived.”

“Y/N…” Bruce immediately asked.

“They took her,” Alfred told him, distress clear in his tone.

Damian’s head whipped to his father to watch his reaction.

But Bruce’s jaw only tightened and he sped the batmobile even faster.

Returning faster to Wayne Manor than ever before, Bruce jumped out of the batmobile and up the secret entrance to get to the main house.

Damian was hot on his heels. He’d already sent an encrypted message to his brothers, informing them of the situation. It was only a matter of time before they were at the manor as well. Though Damian suspected Jason would not come, instead already starting to scour the streets of Gotham for Y/N and her captors.

Alfred was already waiting for them. “Master Wayne, I am so sorry.”

Bruce ignored him and walked to the master bedroom. Y/N would’ve been sleeping when the attack occurred. It wouldn’t have mattered if she had been awake, she had no training in self defense. She was merely an innocent civilian.

“Father,” Damian muttered quietly.

Bruce turned around to find his son ripping a shuriken out of the door frame.

They shared a look, both recognizing the particular shape and color.

“The League…” Damian muttered quietly, saying what they both were thinking.

——————

Y/N was barely awake.

They clearly had drugged her with something to make her more compliant. Everything was foggy and muffled.

Yet they still tied her hands and ankles together, as if her brain could even manage to get her body to move.

But Y/N could feel the effects of the drugs losing their strength, yet keeping their hold on her.

She squinted as she looked around. The air felt different. It was colder and dryer, making Y/N believe that she was no longer in Gotham. Little did she know, she wasn’t even in the country any longer.

“I do not know what he sees in you,” a woman hummed from somewhere in the room.

Y/N blinked as he listened, but her eyes could not adjust to the low lighting and she didn’t even have the strength to turn her head.

“You are weak. Ripped from your own bed without so much as a fight.”

Then she heard the grunts and clashing of metal.

The woman smiled. “Right as expected, my son.”

Y/N’s brow furrowed at ‘my son.’ Then she finally lifted her head and took in her surroundings. There were swords and other weapons stored everywhere, and there was armor hung from the walls.

“Talia?” She whispered.

The woman chuckled. “Weak, but not utterly foolish.”

Then the door of the room was thrown open.

Y/N looked to see Damian in his Robin uniform.

“My son, finally returned," Talia greeted with a smirk.

“Mother.” Then his gaze flickered to Y/N. Very subtly, he was scanning her body to access any possible injuries.

His gaze turned back to his mother. “What is the meaning of this?”

“You have forgotten where you come from, Damian. You are not just the heir to the Wayne family. Before anything else, you are my son and the heir to Ra's al Ghul’s throne.”

“She has nothing to do with this,” Damian said with a gesture to Y/N.

“She has everything to do with this,” Talia snapped. “She has made you weak.”

Damian said nothing.

“She has taken you both from me,” Talia growled.

“Father does not love you,” he growled.

“A small lapse in judgment on his part, but not something that cannot be remedied. Our love gave us you, and I fully believe he will return to me.”

“His heart belongs to someone else. The sooner you realize that, the sooner you can give up your fantasy.” Then he hesitated to say the next part. “I never plan on returning to The League of Shadows. I wish to stay with father.”

Talia’s amusement vanished at her sons words.

The next second, she unsheathed her sword. “Perhaps I should just kill her and remind you of your place, my son.”

With that, Damian rushed forward and intercepted Talia’s attack with his own sword.

“Do not touch her,” Damian growled.

Their swords continued to clash as the mother and son fought each other. The fight raged on for what felt like forever. Too evenly matched, but also both too terrible at hiding that neither actually wanted to kill the other.

In the distance, Y/N could hear even more fighting. She could only assume it was Bruce fighting his way to her and his son.

Talia and Damian’s swords locked again, both of their stances shaking from the hold.

“Do you really think you and your father stand a chance against the entire League? Why do you think we lured you all the way here? You are outnumbered.” Talia hissed.

“You think us foolish enough to come alone?” Damian smirked right before there was a boom that shook the entire compound.

Talia’s focus slipped half a second, allowing Damian a window to go on the offense.

He flipped his mother’s sword out of her grip and held his own to her throat.

“Yield,” he growled down to her.

“You truly choose her over your own mother?” The hurt in her eyes was clear.

“You abandoned me, used me as a tool to disrupt father’s life. She taught me that there is more to life than killing and destroying. She loves me and care for me, even when I gave her no reason to do so.”

“And it will be the death of you,” Talia warned.

He glared at her. “Yield!”

But he knew she would never. So he whipped out a dart and blew it to her neck – a sedative.  It knocked her out within seconds.

Waiting until he was sure it had worked, Damian sheathed his sword once again and ran to Y/N’s side.

With a knife, he cut the ropes around her wrists and ankles.

“D-Damian,” her voice was still slurred from the drugs and she was weak. How long had she been here without food or water? “I don’t think I can walk."

Damian helped her to her feet. “Y/N, please try,” he begged as he wrapped her around around his shoulders. He was still just a boy, one that was shorter than her. But he wouldn’t give up that easily.

There was another explosion.

“What’s-What’s happening?” Y/N asked as she dragged her feet and held on tightly.

“That would be Todd, most likely taking his job of distracting to an unnecessary level.”

“You all came?” She asked in shock.

“Of course,” Damian scoffed.

Suddenly an object came flying at them and Y/N cried out in pain.

“No!” Damian bellowed as he looked up to see that another League member was attempting to stop their escape. And with it, they had thrown a shuriken that had landed in Y/N’s side.

She dropped to the ground.

Damian screamed as he unsheathed his sword once again and charged the assassin. It wouldn’t take him long. He knew that every minute spent fighting was a minute Y/N was bleeding out and edging closer to death.

He didn’t hold back like he had with his mother and quickly disarmed the enemy. Then thrusting his sword into a nonfatal area of his body, enough to neutralize him. 

Damian rushed back to Y/N’s side, where a pool of blood was forming from her wound.

He knew it was useless, but he still tried to lift Y/N into his arms to carry her. He cried out in both panic and frustration.

The building had now caught aflame due to Jason’s explosions. Damian would need to call for backup, hoping one of his older brothers could help.

Then a shadow was cast over him.

Damian tensed, believing it to be another attack.

But he looked up to find his father standing before them.

However, Bruce’s gaze was on his unconscious girlfriend.

With the arrival of his father, Damian’s cold and calculating disposition melted.

“She’s hurt,” his voice trembled and tears formed in his eyes. “Help her.”

Damian rarely cried. He cried less than grown men. He was raised that way. It didn’t help that his father was not a great example of healthy emotional expression.

But Bruce knew what his sons tears were for: Damian was frustrated, he felt weak, and he thought he had failed his mission. But most of all, Bruce knew his son was crying for fear of Y/N’s death. Because the boy had grown to love her.

As if there were a world when Bruce wouldn’t give his own life to save Y/N.

Bruce bent down and carefully brought Y/N into his arms.

Damian heard her mutter his father’s name, though still delirious from both the drugs he’s sure his mother pumped into her and the blood loss.

“Red Robin, get the jet to my coordinates immediately,” Bruce instructed through his comms.

Damian wondered how his father could be so calm when the woman he loved was bleeding out in his arms. This wasn’t bat business, this was personal. But Bruce spoke like it was just another night of patrol.

A few minuets later, Damian and Bruce had fought their way through the flames and burning compound.

Tim lowered the platform of the jet.

Damian made sure his father and Y/N got on before he followed. He turned and gave one last look at the burning compound that would no longer exist come morning. He did not fear for his mother’s life. He knew someone from the League would come for her – if she didn’t save herself first.

When he boarded the jet, his father already had Y/N on the surgical table that elevated from the jet floor.

Bruce had taken off his cowl, allowing Damian and his brothers to study his expressions.

Damian had been wrong about his father handling the situation like any other mission. For now he could see the terror and worry in his father’s eyes, despite him trying to control his emotions.

Damian looked to Jason, who still had his Red Hood helmet on.

“My grandfather?” He asked his brother.

“Escaped,” Jason muttered.  

Damian stepped forward to help Bruce with Y/N’s injuries.

“She’ll be OK,” he muttered to his father.

All of them had high-level medical training to know.

Thankfully the assassin’s aim was not great and didn’t land in lethal place on Y/N’s body. But she still lost a lot of blood and would need many stitches.

All the brother’s shared a look when Bruce ignored the statement. 

———

Y/N woke up to someone gripping her hand. She recognized from the smell and the feel of the bedding that she was in Bruce’s bed at the manor.

She winced as she opened her eyes to find Bruce was the one holding her hand as he sat in a chair only inches away from the side of the bed.

“Hi,” she whispered to him with a sad smile.

“Hi,” he said back with a smirk.

“How long have I been asleep?”

“Two days.”

Then Y/N looked past Bruce to realize there was someone else in the room.

Damian passed out on the velvet chaise that was pushed against the windows.

“He hasn’t left your side,” Bruce told her. “Dick had to convince him just to take a shower for 5 minutes when we first got back.”

Y/N’s heart melted at the revelation.

“I’m sorry I wasn’t here.”

The sound of Bruce’s voice as he said it made Y/N’s gaze snap back to him. Had it shook? Or was she imagining it?

Y/N squeezed his hand that was still wrapped around hers. 

“I know,” she told him with a sympathetic look.

He hid it well, but Y/N knew Bruce. And she knew that her being kidnapped from his own home probably drove him mad with guilt. She wouldn’t be surprised if he’d already designed an entirely new security system to prevent something like that ever happening again.

Bruce took in a shaky breath and opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out.

He wanted to say that he always feared her being with him would put her in danger like this. 

He wanted to say that maybe she should stay away from him. 

He wanted to say that him and the kids didn’t deserve her. 

He wanted to say that the only reason this happened is because Talia hated that she loved her son better than she ever did.

But Bruce had never been good at saying how he actually felt – or even acknowledging he had any feelings at all.

So Y/N brought his hand to her lips and kissed his knuckles. “Bruce, I know,” she said once again.

“I won’t let it happen again. I promise you,” he told her evenly.

“Bruce, I knew what I signed up for when you told me you were Batman. If I wasn’t willing to face the reality of it, I wouldn’t have stayed.”

“No one would’ve blamed you if you hadn’t.”

There was a knock at the door and then it opened a second later.

Damian jumped awake at the sound. But then he quickly brought his attention to Y/N. “You’re awake.”

But everyone’s attention was on Dick, who was standing at the open doorway.

“Hey,” he greeted Y/N, surprised to see that she was awake. “How are you feeling?”

“Sore. Tired. But I’ll be alright.”

He seemed to relax from her answer.

Then he winced when he looked at Bruce. “They put the signal up.”

Bruce’s jaw tightened.

He was about to open his mouth to ask them to handle it, not wanting to leave Y/N alone now that she had woken up.

“Go, Bruce. I’ll be OK.” Y/N told him, reading his mind.

“I think it’s the Joker,” Dick added with a serious frown.

“Bruce, go.” Y/N repeated.

And he saw the sincerity in her eyes. He leaned forward and kissed her gently, deciding he didn’t care if his two sons were witnesses to the intimacy.

Then Bruce kissed her forward. “I’ll be back as soon as I can. Alfred will be here if you need anything. Do not hesitate to call.”

Y/N nodded.

Bruce stood up and acknowledged Damian and Dick. “Let’s go.”

Once they were ways down the hall, Bruce heard Damian stop.

“Father?”

Bruce and Dick both turned to face Damian.

“I wish to stay with Y/N.”

Bruce and Dick shared a look, and then Dick decided to give the two a moment alone and muttered something about waiting in the cave.

Bruce walked back to his youngest son.

Damian’s gaze was glued on the floor. “Mother truly would’ve killed her?”

Bruce sighed. “Most likely, yes.” He saw no point in lying to his son.

“Because she knows that you and I love her?”

“Yes.”

Damian was quiet for a moment. But Bruce knew he had more to say.

“I used to think I had to earn it.”

Bruce frowned. “What do you mean?”

“Mother’s love. I had to earn it. Win in combat. Successfully execute a target. Outsmart a puzzle or challenge.” Damian looked up at his father with a broken expression. “Her love always came with a price.”

Bruce kneeled down to his son.

The boy shook his head. “But Y/N made me realize that I don’t have to earn anyone’s love. I don’t have to prove that I’m worthy of it.” He bit his lip. “She’s not my father or my brother. She didn’t have to love me. But she does…even when I did nothing to earn it.”

“Everyone is deserving of love, Damian.” Bruce gripped his son’s shoulder. “I’m sorry for not teaching you that myself.”

Damian nodded. “So, may I please stay with her tonight? I don’t want her to be alone.” But then he quickly corrected himself. “Unless of course, you require my assistance, father.”

Bruce smirked at him. “I think we will manage, Damian.” Then he squeezed his shoulder. “Look after her for me, alright?”

Damian relaxed and quickly nodded his head. “Of course, father.”

When Bruce returned hours later, Damian was cuddled next to Y/N in the bed. But clearly laying in a position to be mindful of her injuries. Both were fast asleep. The bright television was the only thing lighting the room, as it played a Pixar movie.

Bruce couldn’t help but grin at the sight.

“I got him,” Dick whispered to him before stepping into the room and carefully lifting the boy in his arms, clearing the space in the bed for Bruce to join Y/N.

Bruce moved about the room as he changed into cotton shorts and went without a shirt.

Y/N woke slightly as he joined her in bed.

“Everything OK?” She whispered sleepily.

“Everything’s fine. Did Damian keep you company?”

Y/N smiled and shifted her body so she was cuddle into him. “Yes…my little protector.”

Bruce smiled at that. “Don’t let him hear the ‘little’ part…”

She chuckled. “Good call.” 

And then she was fast asleep once again.

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