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sweater-daddiesdumbdork · 4 years ago

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Winter/Holiday Challenge

Hello wonderful Tumblr Peeps! It’s that time of year where we get all those festive feels. @sagechanoafterdark and I wanted to throw a bit of a holiday party for all of us.

Below you will find some prompts, a bit of everything that we had pulled together to help inspire you either in writing, mood boards, or other forms or artwork you would like to submit. Either just seasonal fun or holiday specific. Also throwing this out there, if you wanted to switch up some of the prompts from Christmas to something a little different, but want to use the idea in the prompt, please feel free. We encourage it, just please specify if its another holiday so I can write it down. We personally know most Thanksgiving and Christmas traditions, but would love to see (as well as learn) other traditions that you all celebrate. We are leaving this as an open fandom challenge, and will be making a masterlist with all the works submitted to us. Happy Writing!

Below the cut, you will find the rules and prompts provided.

Can be anything you want to submit, writing or art work.

Non Con and Dub Con is allowed

Underage, messing with animals, toilet play is a hard NO for us.

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Please send Sweater your request in a ask, with the number/s and character/fandom you want to write for.

AU, OC, Y/N, etc is allowed.

There will be no date to have it submitted by, we know people have lives and cant always get to stuff ASAP. Or the muse has stepped out. No worries, we got you. Submit when you can.

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When you tag this, please use #ssholidaychallenge and tag @sagechanoafterdark and @sweater-daddiesdumbdork in your fic.

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You can mix and match prompts. If you wanted something from each category, feel free. Just send the info in your ask.

There will be no restrictions in prompts, more than one person can have the same prompt.

2 stories per person though.

HAVE FUN with this.

Prompts

Person A surprises Person B by being home in time for any holiday of choosing @just-one-ordinary-fangirl with Steve @angrythingstarlight with Andy, Dark!Steve

Person A is great at baking, Person B is not. Chaos @nekoannie-chan with Steve/Brock

Person A is very particular about decorating, Person B just wants to put the decorations wherever they want.

“That's the ugliest sweater i’ve ever seen.” @icanfeelastormbrewing and @what-is-your-plan-today with Jake and Stella

“My house, my rules. Christmas music stays on.” @optimistic-dinosaur-nacho with Ransom

“Yea, uh, alcohol doesn't go in hot chocolate.” @viinchester

“I love you, but you are a shit decorator.”

“Step away from the cookies.” @pagesoflauren with Ransom @the-soulofdevil

Pulling you/character in for a kiss from the scarf @imma-sucker-for-a-beard with Chris @queenbeean with Ransom

Christmas Cookie Baking Day

Hiding the pickle in the tree @thefanficfaerie with Steve

“Can we pretend we’re dating at my family's Christmas Party? Then keep it up till New Years?” @unnuevosoltransformalarealidad

Accidentally breaks ornaments decorating @stuckonjbbarnes with Loki

“Are those lights singing?” “Yes” “I hate them” “I love them”

Kinky Gift Exchange

“Let's do something to put us on the naughty list” @imma-sucker-for-a-beard with Chris

Wrap yourself up like a gift

Get caught nibbling on forbidden holiday treats @sweeterthanthis

“All I want for christmas is you” @queenbeeanwith Curtis

Finding the PERFECT tree @what-is-your-plan-today with Rogers @thefanficfaerie with Chris

Meeting the family for the holiday @mcubabydotcom with Ransom @unnuevosoltransformalarealidad

Snowed in and make a fire for warmth (and cuddles) @romaxnogersav with Bucky @steebsbabygirl with Steve

Holiday Movie Night! (any movie of your choosing)

Exchanging Secret Santa Gifts @navybrat817 with Bucky

Lighting the Menorah

Eight Days of Hanukkah

Exchanging homemade gifts on the last day of Kwanzaa

Kwanzaa party!

Seven Days of Kwanzaa

Playing the dreidel and other games

“Roses are Red, Violets are Blue, Merry Christmas Bitch, I love you.” (feel free to leave out the swear if you want)

“Do you wanna build a sno-” “Don't you dare finish that” @twittytelly with Chris @bananapie99 with Bucky

“You look like this gingerbread man” proceeds to take a bite. @optimistic-dinosaur-nacho with Ransom

“I love Christmas more than anything” “what, even more then me?” @just-one-ordinary-fangirl with Ransom

“You’ve burnt the turkey.”

“I’m freezing, you’re warm. Hug me.” @arrowsandmixtapes @steebsbabygirl with Steve @unnuevosoltransformalarealidad

Exchanging Secret Santa Gifts

Donating toys to children @redhairedfeistynerd with Chris

“Did you put antlers on the dog?” @what-is-your-plan-today with Adlers @viinchester with Chris

“Im freezing, you are warm, hug me.” @nekoannie-chan with Steve/Brock

Song Prompts

41. Santa Baby - Eartha Kitt @angrythingstarlight with Andy

42. It's The Most Wonderful Time of the Year - Andy Williams

43. White Christmas - Bing Crosby

44. Jingle Bell Rock - Bobby Helms

45. Frosty The Snowman - Gene Autry

46. Rudolph The Red-Nosed Reindeer - Gene Autry

47. Santa Claus Is Coming To Town - Bruce Springsteen

48. Blue Christmas - Elvis

49. Last Christmas - Wham

50. Mr Grinch - Thurl Ravenscroft @stargazingfangirl18 with Frank Adler

51. Silver Bells - Dean Martin

52. Mele Kalikimaka - Bing Crosby

53. Its Beginning To Look A Lot Like Christmas - Johnny McMathis

54. Holly Jolly Christmas - Burl Ives

55. Feliz Navidad - José Feliciano

56. Hippopotamus for Christmas - Gayla Peevy

57. Holly Jolly Christmas - Dean Martin @optimistic-dinosaur-nacho with Ransom

58. All I Want For Christmas - Mariah Carey @angrythingstarlight with Dark!Steve

59. Grandma Got Run Over By A Reindeer - Elmo and Patsy

60. Rockin Around The Christmas Tree - Brenda Lee

Movie Prompts-

61. Four Christmases- You and Character of choice go to your different family Christmas’s, each with their own disasters.

62. National Lampoon's Christmas- The whole family gets together in one house to celebrate. (Cousin Eddie anyone?) @pagesoflauren with Ransom

63. Jingle All the Way- Got to find THE GIFT of the season last minute

64. The Grinch- Someone just doesn't like the holiday, heart is three sizes too small. But it can all turn around and find the holiday spirit @verdandi-storm

65. It's A Wonderful Life- Someone gets an awakening during the Holidays at just how lucky they are from a visitor.

Picture Prompts-

66.

@bananapie99 with Bucky

67.

68.

@twittytelly with Chris @stuckonjbbarnes with Bucky

69.

@the-soulofdevil @angrythingstarlight with Dark!Steve

70.

@donutloverxo

71.

@gotnofucks with Sam/Bucky

72.

@sweater-daddiesdumbdork with Sam

73.

@sweater-daddiesdumbdork

#holiday #holidays #ssholidaychallenge

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bunnyywritings · 4 years ago

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I'm soft I cant handle angst>∆< Could we have a different route where young pro hero reader accepts shinsou's confession? My heart weeps

misunderstood and unheard [alternate ending]

hitoshi shinso x fem!reader

[a/n: here’s the fluffy ending to【this ask】 thank you for requesting anon! I hope your heart is okay 🥺️ -yours truly, bunny -`ღ´-]

To say he was shocked is a bit of an understatement. He never thought that his work-study application to your agency would be accepted.

You were someone he looked up to, someone he admired. You were a young hero, no more than a couple years older than him and you were already in the Top 5 and had your own agency. You were known because of your quirk. It was very powerful but also seen as villainous. You had a history of never accepting any students for the work-study program, only accepting office interns. So imagine the disbelief on his face when Aizawa had given him the letter. He took it to his room and got comfortable. With fluttering fingers, he shakily ripped open the envelope and tossed it aside. He took a deep breath before carefully unfolding the paper. It was handwritten. You had taken the time to personally hand write him a letter.

‘Dear Hitoshi, I usually don’t take on any students for the work-study program, so I was a little surprised to see your application in my inbox. I decided to take the chance and look it over. Once I saw that you’re currently enrolled at UA, I requested to see footage from your practice matches and the sports festival. You show a lot of promise to become a top hero one day, you’re very talented. As you probably know, I have experience with a quirk like yours and seeing as there’s a lot of very unkind people and unwilling heroes, I would like to inform you that I will gladly accept your application for a work-study. I’m very excited to meet you and help you develop the kind of experience you need to grow as a young hero. I hope you’re ready, your first day starts this Friday at 7am. You’ve already been cleared from class if you decide you want to accept.’

You...you accepted his application...

He hugged his pillow to his chest and buried is red face into it. His heart was racing and adrenaline pumping. He had never been happier in his life. He 100% framed the letter and put it on his wall.

He woke up extra early on the morning of, he just couldn’t contain himself. He had decided to forgo the school uniform and dress in casual clothes, carrying his hero costume in the metal briefcase given by the school. It had definitely improved since his first year, it was simple but it worked. His heartbeat became more erratic as his legs carried him all the way to your agency building. All he could do was stand there, in absolute awe.

“Looks like we were both excited and got here early.” He jumped at the sudden voice beside him, eyes widening as his eyes landed on you. You were dressed in civilian clothes and it took everything in him to not drool. You definitely had style. He blushed when you tilted your head in a confused manner, realizing that he hadn’t responded.

“Y-yeah, sorry. I just c-couldn’t wait s-so...yeah.” He sheepishly scratched the back of his neck.

“Well then, come on in.” You giggled as you unlocked the door and held it open for him, he nervously walked. You followed behind him as he looked around in awe. You never really thought that your agency was anything special but he was looking around like he was in disneyland. People had described your office as very homey. There was an exposed brick interior, all the furniture was vintage looking, a turntable in the corner with a shelf of various different vinyl discs beside it. He felt like he was in his dream bedroom.

“Alright then, Hitoshi.” He turned to you, cheeks still pink. “Time to suit up.” The wink you gave him made his face burn. It was going to be a long day.

Going on patrol with you just made his adoration and pride for you grow. You had posed for pictures, did countless autographs, and even went out of your way to make a tik tok or two with some kids. There was no wonder why your social ranking was so high. Other than that, it was pretty uneventful. There was some guy trying to rob a convenience store while the both of you made your way back to the agency.

“Why don’t you take this one Hitoshi-kun.” You patted his shoulder encouragingly.

“Are you sure?” He cocked an eyebrow at you.

“Yeah, I fully believe in you.” Your smile is what filled him with courage.

He calmly approached the robber, “Sir are you sure you want to be doing that?”

“Of course! Now leave me alone you wannabe hero!” The second that shout left the man’s mouth, he froze. Eyes going blank.

You watched with your arms crossed, a small smile on your lips.

“Now why don’t you drop the weapon and put your arms around your back.” The man moved stiffly as he did what he was told. Shinso turned to you, eyes asking what he should do next. You unhooked a pair of handcuffs from your belt and tossed them to him. He caught them with ease and slapped them onto the man’s wrist.

After handing the robber off to the proper authorities, you both made your way to your agency. Ordering some lunch and eating it in your office.

“It must’ve been difficult for you.” His eyebrows furrowed slightly. “Growing up with a quirk like that.” After your clarification, he nodded somberly. Unpleasant memories resurfacing.

“All my life, I had been told my quirk was villainous. People were scared that I would take advantage of them, no one would talk to me...and sure things are a little different now but I still feel like no one truly gets it.” He didn’t know why he was being so honest but he felt like he could be honest with you.

“I truly understand how you feel. My own parents disowned me, they were disgusted by my quirk. My classmates were always terrified of me. They’d tell me that, even if I ever got to be a hero that I’d give the person I’m trying to save a heart attack. Even now as a pro, I get slandered in the press or while on patrols. I get called a demon, heroes like Endeavor are trying to kick me from the hero association.” His eyes widened as he listened to you talk, he could hear the tinge of pain in your voice.“Trying to navigate life alone is hard, I’ve been alone all of my life. When I saw you in the sports festival, the way people reacted to your quirk, I felt for you. I know what it feels like so I thought I’d-” Before you finished, a siren went off in your office.

“Well, looks like lunch time is over.” You smiled sympathetically at him. “Let’s go.“

After helping fend off a villain and having you throw yourself in front of him to protect him, the two of you made your way back.

“Uhm there’s a locker room down the hall. You can shower before heading back to your dorm.” You smiled but he could see you were tired. Right before you guys could leave, Endeavor had some interesting choice words for you and him. You were quick to defend him from the current number 1 hero instead of defending yourself. He felt bad. It was only his first day and you had to protect him from a villain and defend him from the sharp tongue of Endeavor. He nodded and grabbed his bag, making his way to the locker room.

“What do you want Enji? Didn’t you already get enough earlier?”

“Don’t run your mouth brat. I’m here to drop off paperwork for the damage you caused.” The stack of papers he tossed thumped against your desk and you got up and crossed your arms, scoffing.

“The damage I caused? I think you’re confused Enji because last time I checked, my quirk didn’t cause someone’s house to catch fire.” You went to reach for the stack of paper but he caught your wrist in a vice grip and pulled you closer to him.

“Don’t think that you’ll ever get to the top (y/n), I’ll always be there to kick you down.”

You chuckled, although it came off as more of a grimace. “That’s not very plus ultra of you Enji...you forget. Not everyone’s goal is to get to the top to try and revive any broken ego we have. Some of us are here to actually help people.” That didn’t please him as he shoved you away.

“I’ll be seeing you around (y/n).” He threatened. Shinso frowned as he watched Endeavor stomp out of the building, turning to you and seeing you rub our red wrist.

“Is everything okay?”

“Hmm? Oh yeah, he just dropped off some paper work.” He approached you and softly took you wrist in his hand, thumb gently running over the slight hand print he left behind.

“Did he-?”

“It’s okay Toshi-kun, it’s nothing.” The smile on your lips was convincing enough for him to drop the topic. “Now, why don’t you head back and get some rest. I’ve got some paper work to do.”

“I can help you with that.”

“Oh no, Toshi you should really go and get some rest.” You shook your head.

“Please, let me help you out. If I’m gonna be a hero, I should learn how to properly do paperwork, right?” He smiled, trying to convince you.

“Okay fine. Go put on a record and I’ll order us some more food.”

Over the next couple of hours, the two of you ate, did paperwork, danced around to whatever record was playing and just goofed around. After a bit, he had fallen asleep while resting his head on the desk.

“I told you to go home and rest.” You whispered, shaking your head. Picking up your phone, you sandwiched it against your cheek and shoulder as you placed your jacket over his shoulder.

“Hey Aizawa, your kid fell asleep while doing paperwork...yeah, I know...well I don’t mind keeping him here. I wasn’t really planning on heading home anyways...of course...thanks Shota.” After you hung up, you pushed Shinso’s hair back. “Sweet dreams Toshi.” You placed a soft kiss against his forehead. He tried hard to fend off the smile threatening to stretch his lips.

After that, the work-study lasted for 3 more months.

“Let’s go out.”

“H-Huh?” He stuttered, looking up from the paper work the both of you were doing.

“To commemorate your last day. Let’s go eat, it’s almost time to clock out anyways.“ He agreed and the both of you decided to go get some ramen. He couldn’t help but feel like this was a date. He knew it wasn’t but a boy could dream. As the both of you ate, he reminisced about spending so much time with you.

“I’m gonna miss you Toshi-kun.” Your sudden confession made his heart skip a beat. “I like having you around.” He paused, standing under a sakura tree that the two of you walked under.

“Is everything okay?” You asked as you turned around, standing in front of him.

“I-I need to be h-honest with you (y-y/n).”

“Oh okay, go ahead.” You smiled sweetly at him, trying to ease his worry.

“I think-I think I’m in l-love with you. You make me feel like I’m not alone and the things I experienced are valid. Y-Your smile makes my heart skip a beat and-and I’ve never really felt this way about anyone before...so uh y-yeah.” He did everything in his power to avoid looking in your eyes. He grew disheartened at your silence, taking it as a rejection. That was until he felt your fingertips on his cheek. He looked up, eyes widening at the timid smile on your lips and the blush on your cheeks.

“Took the words right out of my mouth Toshi.” Your soft voice was music to his ears. “I’m a little bit surprised that you uh-well that you like me.” You pulled away from him, he instantly missed your warm touch against his skin. “I didn’t think you’d return the feelings..that you’d think I-I was too old for you.” He was so shocked that he couldn’t help the chuckle that left his lips.

“S-Sorry, I don’t mean to laugh. It’s just...how could I no like you? Look at you.” He smirked at how your cheeks deepened a shade of red, the fact that he could make you so flustered fueled his confidence as he approached you, moving until he was inches from your face.

He leaned down, his lips brushing the shell of your ear. “Do I make you nervous, (y/n)?” His deep voice sent chills down your spine

“D-Don’t do that Toshi-kun...you’re gonna make my heart burst.” You placed your hands against his chest, softly pushing him away. He quickly held your wrists in place so you couldn’t move.

“Can I kiss you (y/n)?” You bit your lip, silently nodding. He released your wrist and moved to cup your cheek in his soft yet slightly calloused hand. His thumb moving to tug your lip from in between your teeth, caressing it softly. “You’re so beautiful.” This caused your cheeks to heat up once more.

“S-hut up...are you gonna kiss me or-mph!” He cut you off mid shout, the feeling of his lips against yours made the butterflies in your stomach to go crazy. He couldn’t help but grin into the kiss as he finally felt you reciprocate.

Both of you moved your heads to deepen the kiss but ended up bumping noses instead. Both of you jumping away from each other, breathless giggles leaving your lips.

“Come on, we should get going.” You grabbed his hand and intertwined your fingers with his.

He was so gonna brag about this to Denki.

#shinso x reader #hitoshi shinso x reader #bnha x reader #mha x reader

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shyrose57 · 4 years ago

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3: Over time people have found a way to make potions last longer, but theres also a way to make them permanent until a different potion counteracts it, but its very hard to do this and most people die trying to do it because the potion gets highly unstable that even a simple tap can make the potion explode. Raq knew how to make a potion permanent, so after managing to successfully make a permanent one, he just had to throw it on Ran and wait until he was left alone to get him.

4: The fishermen have made a pretty soild plan to follow when this reaction to touch is suspected to be happening. First they of course ask him if touch is ok, and if he says no then they just stay by and give him a blanket. If he cant/doesn't respond then they decide to not touch him incase it causes a bad reaction. And still remain nearby, but they also attempt to comfort him more directly by sitting as close as possible and repeating comforting words and sentences to him.

10: Oh definitely, in fact the fact that Ran is blind almost starts a fight when Asidi reaches to grab Ran and Grievous gets in the way, yelling at him to back off. Which gets not only Asidi mad but also makes Ran afraid. Which just ramps up the tension ten fold. To the point there may be a full out fist fight, until Lucia thankfully notices Rans predicament and manages to get them inside for the antidote, with Siren stepping up to talk to Asidi. A antidote for a permanent blindness potion would consist of a mix of water and milk, a fermented spider eye to temporarily weaken his immune systems so the antidote can get fully in, a Ghast tear (regeneration so slowly allow the sight back as to not overwhelm the person), and a golden carrot (its a vision based ingredient in general), and glistening melon (healing to help push the blindness out while also just numbing the person in general). Then a day later or when signs start to show of the vision coming back, a potion of strength to help the immune system strengthen back up and help get the last bit of the blindness potion out hopefully. Most potions do have a counter potion, but it's only the really complex or permanent potions that have a deemed antidote (difference is the counter is just 1 potion and 1 or 2 ingredients. A antidote is a mix of multiple different potions and ingredients making it more complex). It takes Ran longer than he'd like to admit to get used to it again, he has to do small practices like walking around or running around a room, picking up a pencil and writing, just doing simple hand eye coordination exercises to get used to sight again. But at first when his sight starts to slowly come back he starts to relax a bit more, he's still scared and clings to someone until its almost fully back though. And then he just starts having Watson or Benjamin around to help him get used to it again. He is deeply embarrassed when he learns how he acted when he was blind, and it takes a while for him to regain his confidence/get used to the idea that everyone saw him like that. But they help him feel better by telling embarrassing stories about themselves so he doesnt feel like he's alone and the gladiators have a one on one session with him saying how their proud of him and feel like their closer now, to which Ran does agree. And when it comes to Ranbob, the two aren't super close yet, but close enough they can be close toghere and alone toghere without anything happening. So when Ran learns Ranbob was the only one able to truly comfort him, he isnt super happy, but is almost like satisfied or content. He doesn't mind and it even gets him thinking a bit.

12: That was funnier to me than it should've been

13: You didn't do anything we just love to cause chaos when given the chance. And I did tell them that and they were very happy and just said "Ima Little gremlin 😈😈😈😈😈😈😈" then disappeared for the rest of the day.

14: All of the above. But mostly because of curiosity. The idea that theres a immortal god just out there is incredibly fascinating to them and Jackie especially really wants to meet him. Watson and the fishermen are more hesitant to the thought of meeting Foolish. Mostly because he is a god that could easily kill them, and maybe trespassing onto his property isn't the best idea? But Jackie isnt taking no for an answer and he will forcefully drag everyone with him. They wouldn't know but you did give me a idea of what if Raq has a totem and when Raq blinds Ran they think that they killed Raq, but instead he slips away. And no one notices til its to late.

15: Oh yes, Edward is mid telling of how Ranboo was always so socially shy and tried his best to seem invisible, as Ran and Ranbob throw snowballs and agure in the background. And Edward is telling of how Ranboo was so scared of destroying Technoblades property as he was scared he'd get kicked out as Ran and Jackie are just hasitly digging up the ground in the background in a race. He does also tell them how much Ranboo used to go mining for fun, so often he went mining that he actually became the richest person in the SMP and beyond all because he was bored. While on the way there Cletus and Isaac where complaining about how much they had to mine just to get a few bits of iron. Edward also shared how little Ranboo knew of his enderman side and how he suffered because of it, making the brothers thankful that they had a enderman hybrid mom, and even teachers who took time to teach them about their enderman side and how to please it and its limits. It also gets embarrassing when Edward asks for stories about Ran and Ranbob. Especially when Watson jumps up to tell an embarrassing story about Ran. Even the brothers get in on it and share stories about Mizu. Jackie, Isaac, Charles, and Ranbob all sit around Edward when its time to tell stories about the SMP. And Edward has actually started private lessons with the brothers to teach them the enderian language after he finds out their enderian is extremely rusty and out of date.

Also I wanted to include this in my timeline submission but I forgot to so have it here. Although I said I want this to be a primarily Tales focused au I just can't help but imagine Phil, Karl, Ranboo, Tubbo, Techno (plus maybe Quackity, Bad, and Sapnap) being sucked into the future by a failure from Karls watch and them having to work with the gladiator and fishermen groups to find their way home. But that would probably be another au.

3: Oh, interesting. So Raq managed to corner Ran? How did he do that? How did everyone feel about them getting split off from Ran only to find him blind and terrified?

4: That sounds really nice of them, actually. I’m glad he’s got a good support system. If the gladiators ever had to deal with it themselves(maybe the Fishermen got temporarily separated, or something), how would they go about it, and how would they fare?

10: Aww, they’re protective of him. Good, he needs someone to be! It’s for the best that fight never really started, that definitely would have made things a lot worse, huh? Antidotes sound really interesting, honestly. Definitely off track of your AU, but if you ever have the time, what kind of antidotes would your world building use for other potions, and which potions could be made permanent? Very glad he gets his sight back though. He’s content with it? Curious, curious.

12: I’ll do it, don’t make me!

13: Yeah, that fits the bill alright. They are a gremlin, and it’s good that they’ve acknowledged that. Also, you saying they just disappeared for the rest of the day makes it sound like they just poofed out of thin air until midnight for feeding time.

14: Jackie wants to see god, and so he will. Maybe fight him too, but that’s up for debate. And also ‘until it’s too late’? Anon, what happens? What’s Raq gonna do? Which of the poor children are gonna suffer from this?

15: FGHJK-

Edward: Ah, yes. That Ranboo. So polite and well-mannered.

His descendants: *screaming in the background*

Edward: So, so well-mannered.

Also, I want funny stories about Ranbob and Ran. Can I have funny stories about them? Please, Anon?

Them ending up in the future actually sounds pretty interesting, especially considering the group and who they end up with. Honestly, if you’re up for talking, I’d love to hear about it. Maybe you could make it like a spin-off from this AU, or something? Not canon, but a fun idea? I think, I’m not entirely sure how spin-offs work, if I’m being honest.

#dream smp #Brothers AU #dream smp au #tales from the smp #ranbob

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snkpolls · 4 years ago

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SnK Episode 64 Poll Results (for Anime Only Watchers)

The poll closed with 60 responses. Thank you to everyone who participated!

Please note that these are the results for the Anime Only Watchers’ poll. If you wish to see the results for the Manga Readers’ poll, click here.

Anime only watchers, beware of spoilers if you venture over to the manga readers’ poll results.

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RATE THE EPISODE 53 Responses

The poll closed with 54 responses. The overwhelmingly positive response to the season continues, with 97.9% of folks giving it a 4 or higher and not a single person giving a rating less than 3.

10/10 acting, atmosphere and music

MAPPA couldn't have done a better job. Inhumanely impossible. 20/10.

Just pure hype

Amazing episode, one of the best in the entire series.

WHICH OF THE FOLLOWING MOMENTS WAS YOUR FAVORITE? 53 Responses

The overwhelming majority of respondents enjoyed the last scene of the episode, with Eren transforming in the basement and assaulting just as Willy formally declares war on Paradis. Behind the climactic moment, the rest of the favored scenes were various moments throughout Eren and Reiner’s conversation prior.

WHICH INTERPRETATION (BY RBA) OF THE OLD MAN’S STORY DO YOU THINK IS CLOSEST TO WHAT THE MAN ACTUALLY THOUGHT? 54 Responses

The Old Man’s story and its motifs have been present all throughout this season, so it’s interesting to see how people see it. When it comes to understanding the Old Man’s thoughts specifically, the plurality (46.3%) agrees with Bertholdt’s interpretation. Others (35.2%) see more to Annie’s idea of the Old Man’s final thoughts. Only 18.5% believe that there’s little use in predicting what’ll never be known.

IN THE SAME VEIN, WHICH OF THE AFOREMENTIONED INTERPRETATION FITS REINER’S STATE OF MIND IN THE BASEMENT SCENE? 54 Responses

In that same vein, the plurality (42.6%) also believes that Reiner wanted to receive judgement, perhaps from Eren. Just a little under 26% believe that in addition to receiving judgement, Reiner also wants to receive forgiveness. Few believe Reiner solely wants forgiveness. Finally, a little under 15% simply aren’t sure what Reiner wants.

He just cant take it anymore, he wanna die. If he stays alive he will become the reason of death of more people which he doesnt want

He wants it to be over

He wants to be killed as an atonement because he can’t live with his contradictory feelings about what he’s done

He wants what happens after someone is judged- to be sentenced. Reiner already judged himself.

I dont care

WOULD YOU LIKE TO GET A HUG FROM PIECK? 54 Responses

An incredibly serious question with a lopsided result. Just under 69% would like to receive a hug from Pieck, in contrast to 13% who’d rather not. 18.5% don’t really care about stuff like this.

DO YOU THINK HELOS ACTUALLY EXISTED? 53 Responses

The majority (little under 53%) believe Helos was a complete fabrication, down to his very existence. Some others (18.9%) think he existed, but wasn’t anybody special or (13.2%) think he existed and was actually involved with ending the Great Titan War. A bit over 15% just don’t care.

“I’M THE SAME AS YOU.” EREN SAID THIS TO REINER A FEW TIMES IN THE EPISODE. HOW DO YOU FEEL ABOUT THAT? DO YOU THINK EITHER OF THEM HARBOR A GRUDGE AGAINST THE OTHER? 29 Responses

One of the episode’s focuses was the meeting between Eren and Reiner, in addition to their general relationship. Here’s what a few people thought about the central motif of the meeting:

At this point Eren's attitude is all like "It's nothing personal."

Eren is in the same state of mind like reiner, he wanted to become the hero, yet he became a villan in the enemy's eyes

I think Eren's right. They're the same, and S1 and S4 parallel their actions in multiple ways. I honestly don't think Eren has any kind of grudge against Reiner anymore. I think he's moved on from his hatred and is just doing what he thinks he has to. And Reiner just seems ready to die so he doesn't have any kind of grudge either.

I think Eren is definitely holding a grudge, it’s not like him not too.

Hell no, Reiner is an irredeemable monster. Based on the preview for the next episode, whatever Eren does from here on out is justified.

If Eren kills someone dear to Reiner, maybe Reiner will hold a grudge against Eren, otherwise they understand each other reasons.

I think they recognise each other’s efforts to protect their homelands (even if it means destruction) and their determination to do so, and that they have the same motivations and values. i think they don’t have a grudge against each other because they are able to see they are similar people who have just been placed on opposing sides, and that it is nothing more than their duties to bring down the enemy, but at heart, they hold the same values and morals.

I think it mainly shows how Eren has matured over the last few years. He knows Reiner’s intentions now, and he can admit that the two of them are similar without lashing out at him immediately and labeling him as a completely evil man (like he used to). I think Eren might still have some harsh feelings towards Reiner, but it definitely doesn’t seem like it’s his priority right now. Reiner doesn’t clearly display that he has a huge grudge against Eren (though I bet he still isn’t very fond of Eren). More than anything, Reiner seems to be struggling with his thoughts about his time in Paradis. It seems like he can’t accept the fact that Paradis Eldians are not all devils; he may be struggling to suppress this new perspective, and he forces himself to commit to his “honorary Marleyan identity” instead. Thus, I don’t think Reiner hates Eren as much as he used to, as he seems to be showing slight signs of sympathy towards the Paradis Eldians.

No Eren is now a grown ass adult when je was making his decision. Reiner was a kid he was like 11? 12? He didn't know he was an indoctrinated child and he suffered all his life for that. Eren isn't at all the same as Reiner.

I feel like that emphasizes that the people of Marley and Eldia are no different from each other, just that they are on different sides. I do not think Eren and Reiner harbor a grudge against each other.

They’re both pretty fucking broken. I don’t think Eren or Reiner hate each other because Eren said “if it’s to save the world, then you didn’t have much of a choice.” But I also think part of Reiner wants Eren to hate him because he hates himself so much.

i think the old eren would hate him but it’s been 4 years and now i think he has realized that they are in fact very similar. i feel it is very interesting what happened but i think there would still be a minor grudge against each other

They both have the same purpose but different paths, to protect their loved ones from a threat. Since it's not really a personal issue but a bigger picture I don't think they resent each other, it's just a coincidence how they both ended up against each other.

DO YOU THINK THAT EREN AND REINER ARE EFFECTIVE FOILS TO EACH OTHER? 52 Responses

The vast majority (88.4%) seem to agree with the notion of Reiner being a foil to Eren, be it a complete or partial foil. 9.6% dissent and argue that there’s no comparison.

LADY KIYOMI OF THE AZUMABITO CLAN SEEMED TO NOT STICK AROUND FOR TYBUR’S THEATER PRODUCTION. WHY? 52 Responses

An interesting development came in Episode 5 in the form of Lady Kiyomi of the Azumabito leaving Tybur’s Play before it started. The majority (just under 52%) thought it meant that she had ties to Eren and/or the SC. A large minority (34.6%) on the other believe that although she somehow found out about the attack beforehand, she has no ties to Eren. Some others were either already spoiled, believe she got lucky or think she had her own plans of assaulting Tybur during the play.

MR. LEONHART SEEMED ADAMANT THAT ANNIE IS STILL ALIVE AND WILL COME BACK HOME. WHAT DO YOU THINK? 53 Responses

When it comes to Mr. Leonhart’s appearance and his convictions, the vast majority (83%) believe that Annie is alive. The major division comes about whether Annie will be able to reunite with her father or not. Some others believe that Annie is neither dead nor alive and is more permanently stuck in her crystalline state. Only one person believes she is simply dead and that’s that.

REINER IS SHOCKED BY EREN’S PRESENCE ON THE MAINLAND. WHAT’S THE FUNNIEST WAY YOU COULD ENVISION EREN GETTING ACROSS THE SEA? 52 Responses

A bit of a less serious question came out here. How could Eren get across the sea in a less serious manner? Some thought him walking on water would be rather amusing, others believed piggy-backing on Armin’s Colossal Titan would be most humorous. Other options included free-styling across the sea or kayaking.

A ship? Maybe one of those Marley sent to Paradis in the last four years?

bOAT

Had armin yeet him across

He rode on David Hasselhoff

Used one of the Marleyan ships that was sent to Paradis to go to Marley

WHO IS THAT LANKY SOLDIER WHO TRAPPED PIECK AND PORCO IN THE HOLE? 53 Responses

A plurality (45.3%) believes the lanky soldier who trapped Pieck and Porco is someone we already know. Though a little under 23% think that it’s actually a new character only Pieck knows. In a similar vein, 13.2% think that it’s a new character from the SC. 17% appear to have been spoiled, however.

MAGATH ASKS, “HAS IT BEGUN?” WHEN HE LEARNS THE WARRIORS HAVE GONE MISSING. WHAT “IT” IS MAGATH TALKING ABOUT? 51 Responses

Just shy of 50% think that Magath was already aware of Eren and/or SC’s presence in Marley when noting that “it” has already begun. Others believe that he either had some other plan created in conjunction with Willy or was waiting on an attack from the nation of Hizuru. A little under 20% just aren’t sure.

He was anticipating enemy attack

DO YOU THINK WILLY WAS TRUTHFUL WHEN REVEALING THE “TRUTH” TO THE WORLD? 51 Responses

When it comes to Willy revealing the “truth” to the world, the vast majority (72.5%) believe that Lord Tybur was largely truthful when it came to dropping bombshells, but also made sure to twist certain things to get a favorable narrative. Some others think that he was either completely or only partially truthful.

WILLY ACCUSES EREN OF WANTING TO UNLEASH THE COLOSSAL TITANS UPON THE WORLD. DO YOU THINK HE IS JUST DEMONIZING HIM TO GET THE WORLD TO ATTACK PARADIS, OR DO YOU THINK THIS IS SOMETHING EREN IS CAPABLE OF DOING? 51 Responses

A rather noted accusation from Willy rained down upon Eren in this episode. And as a result, we gained a rather colorful pie chart to boot. In it, a slight plurality (23.5%) seemed to believe Tybur’s accusation when it came to discerning Eren’s future plans. Slightly less (19.6%) thought that Tybur was making up BS about Yeagerboy. The same percentage (19.6%) took a middle group, arguing that although Tybur actually believes this is Eren’s plan, Eren actually wants something different. Some others simply note that Eren couldn’t do that dastardly act, even if he wanted to due to lack of royal blood. 21.6% were spoiled about the story’s future.

Pretty sure Eren wants to kill every last person outside of Paradis and is going to use Zeke’s royal blood to do so, but I think Zeke will be tricked or forced into it sonehow

ON A SCALE OF 1-5, HOW BADLY DO YOU FEEL FOR FALCO ABOUT THE WHOLE LETTER FIASCO? 52 Responses

When it comes to Falco and the whole letter fiasco, there is much sympathy for the boy. More than half gave a rating of either 4 or 5 and only 13.5% gave a rating of either 2 or 1. In conclusion, Eren is a mean poopy-head!

EREN TOLD FALCO LAST EPISODE THAT HE HOPED FALCO WOULD LIVE A LONG LIFE. YET HE TRANSFORMED ON TOP OF HIM IN THIS EPISODE. WHAT DOES THAT MEAN? 52 Responses

Staying on the topic of Falco, and Eren’s actions being contradictory to his words, almost 56% believe that although Eren was honest with his words in regards to Falco’s future, he had no qualms about letting that get in the way of his plans. A noted minority (28.8%) think that Eren hoped Reiner would protect the young boy. A small percentage also thought that Eren was simply lying to Falco.

DID YOU EXPECT EREN TO TRANSFORM ON TOP OF REINER AFTER HIS SPEECH ABOUT THEIR SIMILARITIES? 51 Responses

When it came to the episode’s ending, the majority seemed to expect Eren’s transformation, be it because of spoilers or own predictions (58.8%). A noted minority (41.2%) did not expect it, however, predicting either a recruitment attempt from Eren or something else entirely.

ADDITIONAL THOUGHTS ON THE EPISODE?

I loved the music. It made all so tense my heart was beating like crazy.

WILD AND AN EMOTIONAL ROLLARCOASTER

As an anime only, i think that the choice of ost in this episode was beyond good. I don't see why people are complaining about the ost. For me it was perfect because Eren's transformation was like a sudden turn and 2Volts is perfect for that just like when they reveal the owl as the Attack titan. Wayyy better that YSBG or any ost that these manga readers were hoping it to be. Mappa and the production crew doesn't deserve any of these hate. Done ranting fgs.

Grim Reminder 2.0, but with Marley and the Warriors finally getting what they deserve for what they've done? I'm DOWN for that!

I’m wondering whether Historia is still Queen and how much character development she had gone through as a monarch during war

The people who complain about the music choices of the directors are just pure titan idiots

Assuming he lives through this battle, I think Falco is going to be one of the main characters in season 4. He has been telling himself that he “does not want to fight anymore” and he was probably influenced by what Eren (Mr. Kruger) had said to him on the bench. I can see Falco maybe rebelling against Marley in the future, but for now he’s clearly still devoted to Marley. Overall, I loved this episode, and season 4 is finally picking up with the action. I was looking forward to seeing our protagonists (Eren and the Scouts) again, and I thought it was interesting how Eren seemed much more mature, yet still somewhat insane in this episode. I am very excited to see the next episode, particularly to see the rest of the Scouts and to see what happens in the “war” Eren starts. I am also curious to see if anyone from any other nations decide to side with the Eldians, or if all of them simply believe Willy and hate the Paradis Eldians too.

manga readers really need to shut up and put bigger spoiler warnings 😐 loved the episode despite getting spoiled.

It was one of the best episodes of AOT I have seen, I truly don’t understand why or how people could complain about it. I’ve seen the posts about the soundtrack not fitting the episode but I honestly do not agree. The whole episode was perfectly directed and had me on the edge of my seat the whole time.

Ost's totally fine, so is the CG. I think most are too invested in the episode to give a fuck except Manga readers.

I wish the Paradisians would have found another way to achieve their objectives instead of killing innocent civilians, like maybe targeted attacks on key military targets, or demonstrations of strength or public information campaigns to dissuade Marleyans and other people from wanting to go to war against them.

WHERE DO YOU PRIMARILY DISCUSS THE SERIES? 48 Responses

Thanks again to everyone who participated! We’ll see you again next episode!

#snk poll #snk polls #shingeki no kyojin #attack on titan #snk #aot #snk spoilers #snk s4

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bangchanshehe · 4 years ago

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The Trespasser pt.4

You were on top of the world with the new title of leader of your family’s clan. You were the strongest clan in all of the orient and you were proud. But your family feels that there are threats still lurking around making you a target. When they introduce you to a potential man for a business and marriage merger will it help your clan or make matters worse?

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Wonho x Reader, Shownu x Reader, Jooheon x Reader

The past few days had flown by and you did lots of menial and dumb tasks to make time go by. Everyone around the house questioned you when they noticed you cleaning the house up or doing lots of overtime, thinking that something was bothering you. But like the holed up and skeptical person you typically are in these types of situations you smiled and replied with a total lie.

The truth was that you were technically okay regardless of how the entire “proposed marriage deal” went, but you just felt still so insecure about how a baiter for a very powerful family would want to get into a marriage at such a young age. Sure, if it had to do with the family business and Marriage for profits it would make sense. But baiters are notoriously known for being completely cut of from their emotions, which is why they can lie and sleep around with people the way that they do. They take but never give anything in return and it made you question Hoseok’s authenticity.

And although you were not looking for an emotional, and legitimate marriage of love you did want for your legal husband real or fake, to be loyal to you and your business and have honest intentions. You could care less if Hoseok was the leader of his family’s clan or not, you just wanted the mutual benefits of being partnered with a Shin.

You went over everything that you wanted to ask Hoseok as you got ready for your meeting at Icon. It was 8:30 and you looked over your figure in the mirror and smiled to yourself. You looked damn good, suited up in a solid black fitted pant suit, and jacket… minus the shirt underneath allowing for your black lace bra to be the focal point of your outfit. You put on your fire engine red lipstick and matching red heels and then strut out of your bathroom.

You felt your phone vibrate and you looked down at the screen

Shownu: Just arrived

You smiled at the text from Shownu and your body instantly relaxed a little bit. You had planned to have him there for a little bit more security, but asked him to blend in with the crowd, so you could talk to Hoseok without any uncertainty on his end. You grabbed your keys waved bye to the boys and then stepped out into the night air, ready for what was next to come.

The drive was only 20 minutes from your secluded house and you pulled into the parking lot of Icon in what seemed like no time. You put the car into park, scanned the parking lot to see if you could recognize any vehicles or people walking around and then picked up your phone to text Shownu.

Me: just arrived, about to go ins-

You dropped your phone, when a sudden knocking on your window startled you. You let out a huff and looked over with a glare to whoever caused you to be scared and then relaxed a little when you recognized Hoseok hunched over, looking inside at you with a wide smile.

You picked up your phone, took out the keys and stepped out of your vehicle giving Hoseok only a polite head bow and smile.

“Sorry to scare you” Hoseok said rubbing the back of his head and giving you a smile “I pulled in at the same time as you and figured it’d be easier to go in at the same time instead of having to look for one another inside.”

“ah, no worries “ you gave in. what he said did make a little sense from a logical standpoint “shall we?” you asked him pointing with your hand towards the building

“yes, please” he said with a megawatt smile

You walked silently for a moment and as you got closer to the front doors Hoseok cleared his throat and leaned in closer to your ear.

“By the way… you look really good tonight.” He confessed

You turned your head to look at him and then scanned his outfit. He looked really good in black trousers and a black button down shirt tucked into his pants with the top few buttons undone. He knew what he was doing trying to draw attention to his chest and then you laughed to yourself. You were doing the same thing weren’t you? Marketing yourself. His hair was parted nicely and styled back, and his skin looked flawless.

You would typically respond with a polite response back, but Hoseok knew that he was good looking and it was no use using flattery on him.

“thank you” you responded with a small smile before turning back to the doors and entering the loud and busy club, bypassing the people waiting outside to get inside.

As you entered you felt the pulsing of the bass of the music vibrate through your body, and the lights strobe and dance across the club in a hypnotizing manner. The smell of alcohol, cigarettes and sweat clouded your nose and countless bodies, swayed on the dance floor. You lead Hoseok towards the back of the club where there were private booths and took a seat in a corner booth were there were few people and privacy curtains.

As you sat down Hoseok smiled and reached for the curtains, making sure to close them tightly as to block out as much of the music as possible. You watched his arms as he worked on the fabric, unfashioning it and pulling it to a close.

“Do you want to order anything?” Hoseok asked you

You gave him a small smile and shook your head no.

“I don’t drink in public.” You answered his question

Hoseok raised his eyebrows and nodded his head “good, neither do I, unless its important for a job” he responded. “so… what questions do you have for me?” he asked right off the bat

“lot of things, as I’m sure you could imagine….” You stared off “ first… my parents mentioned that you had seen me many times when I was a child, but I never met you? Why is that?”

Hoseok raised a single eyebrow and contemplated for a moment on how to respond before he gave you a very simple one. “I had a very busy schedule as a child”

“look… I don’t mean to be rude. But if I am even going to consider a contractual marriage with you then I need to know a little bit more about you.” You spoke up and Hoseok shifted in his seat and looked down at the table before looking up at you with a stern expression. “I know that you were in some sort of accident and had an injured back, but why would you even bother coming to see me if you had to leave for such a said busy schedule”

“okay that’s fair” he replied with a deep sigh “when I was 12 I was in a drunk driving accident. The driver hit our car and it caused us to flip and the car caught on fire. I had to have 2 spinal surgeries, jaw reconstruction, titanium plates in my arms and a knee surgery.”

You looked at him with wide eyes as you processed what he told you. You could not even begin to imagine the amount of pain that he had to be in.

“It took a long time to heal and for a long time I was completely wheelchair bound, because my spine and body wasn’t strong enough to support me. I had lots of physical therapy, and because of my condition I wasn’t able to tolerate lots of moving around from place to place or sitting in one spot for long.” He continued

“I’m sorry that happened. That had to be very difficult to get through at such a young age.” You spoke up “but I’m still curious as to why you would still come to events involving me”

Hoseok’s serious demeanor suddenly dropped a little and he let out a small smile and chuckle “actually I’ve been told from a very young age that you would be my wife. Our parents have been planning our marriage for a long time.” He confessed

Your jaw dropped a little and you sat back in your seat remembering your mother call Hoseok her “Son-in-Law”. Had it been anyone else you would have not been so convinced so easily, but you didn’t doubt it for a moment after the whole spectacle your parents put you through at their house.

As soon as you let that idea settle in your mind you decided to ask Hoseok more questions that had been weighing on your mind.

“so is it still true that you have no intentions of pursing the leader position of your family clan?” you asked him

“it’s true. After my accident I had a lot of time to think about my future and what I wanted to do, and I decided that I was lucky enough to get a chance at life so I wanted to do something that would allow me to have a little more time to enjoy my life and the finer things.” He answered

“so then what does this marriage do for you?” you asked him

“well…” he said and then cleared his voice and adjusted his posture “since im physically unable to be the leader, the marriage allows for the clan to stay in control of the shin family. It essentially puts me in the most control without having the title or workload of leader if anything happens to my brother.”

“your brother Is in control now?” you asked and you received a nod in return “and what exactly is your position now?”

“I handle some business deals and negotiations with my brother behind closed doors, but on an everyday basis I usually just bait.” He confessed

“and it doesn’t bother you that you cant take the position?” you asked him

He gave you a smile, but you could tell that he was straining his jaw. You could imagine how difficult it would be to constantly struggle with your position and health. And then to top it off he had to be here with you because he had no other choice, if he wanted anything to do with maintaining the family’s control.

“of course it bothers me… I’ve been trained since young how to run the business and now all I can do is sit back and watch other people do what I was supposed to do. And don’t get me wrong my brother makes a great leader, but the way he executes some deals really gets on my nerves.”

“that’s understandable” you agreed “since this would be a contractual marriage, how would you expect our family to benefit your business and vice versa?” you asked him

“money and business isn’t an issue, the only thing we are wanting to take from your family through the marriage is a healthier reputation, and if absolutely necessary allyship in times of warfare with other clans.” He answered sincerely

You nodded your head and concentrated on his request “then our needs are similar. This marriage in most needed in our case for reputation as well”

“good” Hoseok said softly

Hoseok gave you a polite smile and you returned one to him. Prior to the meeting you felt very uneasy about the possible outcomes of this meeting, but after talking with Hoseok you realized that they two of you were here for pretty similar reasons. Hoseok’s clan has a reputation of having the weak son, and your clan was labeled weak because you were a woman. Which made both of you an easy target, but with each other as reinforcement you both become closer to indestructible.

“so lets talk more about you and I and not the business…” you started giving Hoseok a more relaxed impression. Hoseok looked you up and down and gave you a small smile before leaning into the table and crossing his arms Infront of himself “how long do you ideally want for this marriage to last?”

He thought the question over for a minute and then responded “honestly, the longer the better. And I think that stands for the both of us if I’m being honest”

You rolled your eyes slightly at his response “I’m not saying that I’ve agreed to anything yet, but an indefinite contract marriage is a little… excessive” you said “how would you feel about starting off at 1 year to get comfortable and familiar with one another and the business and then if we still feel as if we can get along and be beneficial to one another we can extend and redraw the contract?”

Hoseok considered the proposal for a solid minute and you held your ground and you gave him a serious look as you maintained eye contact. Finally, he gave you a small smile and then broke his silence.

“do you find me to be unsatisfactory as a potential husband?” he asked you seriously

You laughed and shook your head before giving him a small smile “my request has nothing to do with you not meeting my standards, but everything to do with whether or not I find it to be a good business move.” You answered and Hoseok sat back in his seat a little “to be quite honest the only reason that I’m here is because my family requested it of me and I think I might potentially be extra security for the clan, not because I have any interest in getting married. In fact, I have never considered marriage or even a serious relationship to be in my near future.” you answered

Hoseok nodded in understanding “so you aren’t seeing anyone?” he asked

You were about to nod your head but you hesitated for a moment unaware of how to go about addressing your relationship with Shownu and Jooheon. It wasn’t like you were completely single because you did have somewhat of a relationship, even if you didn’t have titles for each other. You weren’t together but you also weren’t just friends. Friends with benefits?

“something you can’t put a label on?” he asked you

You gave him a small nod in response, and he smiled back at you

“if we do proceed with things is it going to be an issue with your friend?” he asked

“they already know about this arrangement and what it could possibly mean for the future…” you said without think twice about how much you just shared

“THEY?!” Hoseok asked with wide eyes and a shocked look on his face “like two people at once?” he asked you looked up at his with wide eyes at his reaction “do they know about you seeing more than one person?” he continued to ask

You scoffed a little pissed that he would insinuate that you were a cheater “of course they know about one another.” you answered “and yes… I didn’t plan it but it just happened to be this way”

“wow” was all he said as he looked you up and down “okay just a few more questions…and don’t get mad at me for what I’m about to ask” he commented making you curious as to what he could say to piss you off

“how realistic do you want this marriage to look to other people?” he asked you and you relaxed

“realistic enough that people won’t want to fuck with either one of us” you answered

“okay then what would the living arrangements look like?” he asked

You stopped for a moment caught off guard by his question, and quite unsure not having ever considered the question.

“do we have to live with each other?” you asked

“of course, if you want it to look real….” he replied “I live at home with my parents so its probably not ideal for the kind of lifestyle you want”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” you asked him

“well… you live on your own and you have… partners” he answered honestly

“if things proceed then I would be willing to open up a bedroom and office for you” you replied

“and would things be strictly business or would we be open to pursuing one another?” he asked and your eyes went wide at how brazen he was being

“just business!” you quickly replied “as I said earlier I have no intentions of being in a relationship. Anyways… being a baiter wont make things complicated for you after the contract begins right?” you asked him

“no… not at all” he said with a small smile “usually the baits take anywhere from 2 to 6 months and at most I would be gone for only a few months at a time but that is only for the tough and rare cases” he explained

“as long as you can insure that my home and clan won’t be in danger from your baits following you to my home then I am totally fine with whatever you need to do” you answered

“usually during the job I stay in an old apartment so that there aren’t any issues or slip ups.” He answered and then was silent for a few moments “okay well I think that you and I have some things to think about now… and decide if we want to seriously continue to the next step” Hoseok said with a smile

you nodded your head and gave him a polite smile. “you can stay if you like, but since we are done here I will go home. and I will try to get back to you soon with more information” you politely bowed to him and then stepped out of the private booth.

“Wait!” Hoseok called after you

You hand just made eye contact with Shownu as Hoseok called you and you turned your head to address him

“I’ll be leaving too…. This isn’t really my scene” Hoseok said with a smile “let me walk you out!” Hoseok offered and you gave him a smile

As the two of you made your way across the club you noticed the vibe had shifted in the crowd of people. The music had gotten more seductive, the clients were drunk, and people were no longer just having a good time. Most were partnered off and grinding on strangers, giving them a look like they were ready to fuck on the floor if they could.

When you finally reached the front of the club you took a deep breath, enjoying the smell of clean air. You clutched your arms and looked up at the night sky to see the stars and moon hanging just above you, happy to just be out of the sex fueled building.

As you stepped as much as ten feet away from the front door you hear it open once more, and without even looking behind you could tell that it was Shownu. Hoseok however decided to look back and he scoffed before turning back around.

“is he one of your guys?” he asked calmly under his breath just loud enough for you to hear

You just barely peeked over your shoulder to confirm and then hummed as an answer.

Hoseok chuckled and then gave you a smile “I’m guessing that he’s one of the two that you mentioned?” he asked and you turned to give him a look of curiosity “he looks like he wants to bite my head off, so I figured that it was safe to assume” he joked

Now you completely turned to look back at Shownu and chuckled at the look of disgust and unhappiness on his face. You were sure to get an earful when you got home about all of his opinions on what type of a person Hoseok is. You let out a soft sigh and then smiled down at the ground. This night could have taken many different turns, but you were relieved that things were at least starting off on a half decent track.

When you had finally arrived in front of your car, Hoseok gave you a soft smile before pulling his phone out of his pocket and handing it over to you. You took the phone and looked up at him with wide, curious eyes. Did he want for you to save your number in his phone? You unlocked the phone and quickly added the number for a second phone.

Of course things were starting off well, but you weren’t dumb enough to give him your personal number. If he needed to contact you he could email or text your spare, unregistered phone.

You handed the phone back to him and he quickly tucked it back into his pant pocket.

“thanks for meeting me tonight, it allowed me to understand you and the contract a little bit more” he said politely

“yes, thank you as well. It was very important for me to have some clarity before I decided to move forward” you said as politically and general as possible, hyperaware that you had a nosy Shownu lingering over your shoulder.

Hoseok gave you a smile, looked you up and down once more and then turned to Shownu and gave him a cheeky grin, before yelling out a little too confidently

“Hey buddy, take care of her for me tonight”

He winked at Shownu and then moved on to find his own vehicle avoiding the death glares and cursing that was falling out of Shownu’s mouth like fire. You turned to give Shownu a secret glance before you quickly got into your car, avoiding having to have any kind of conversation with Shownu while he was this annoyed.

Shownu stared at you with a frown through the windshield for a moment before he resigned and finally got into his own car, ready to follow you home.

You let out the breath that you didn’t know that you were holding in and turned the volume to your music up slightly, because you had exactly about a 20 minute car ride until the second hard part of the night begun.

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yourdeepestfathoms · 5 years ago

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Constructive Critique

‘Hiiiii-’ Joan swung herself into Maggie’s cabin, narrowly avoiding the myriad of shoes and cigarette packets that littered the floor, and flopped down onto the bunk. ‘Are you ready to go?’

‘Mmm.’

Maggie didn’t look up from her laptop.

Joan was used to this- when Maggie was in her ‘creative zone’ (otherwise known as the ‘fuck off and dont talk to me zone’), it sometimes took her a while to be able to leave it.

She settled in for a wait and made herself comfy on Maggie's bunk- as usual, the bed was unmade. Unable to help herself, she twitched the covers into place before she sat down.

No response.

Hm.

That was odd. Maggie usually hated anyone tidying up after her.

Joan could still remember the time she’d relegated Anne to sitting on the floor for having the audacity to fold up her pajamas for her. Granted, Joan was never subjected to quite the same level of temper as everyone else….but still, even she was used to being ordered sharply to ‘just leave it alone Joan, jesus-’.

She smoothed out the bedspread.

Still no response.

Weird.

Biting the bullet, she rolled onto her stomach, rearranged Maggie's pillows and started to order the bits and pieces scattered on the bedside table, expecting every second for Maggie to look up and bark at her to stop.

Nothing.

Sitting up, she looked at Maggie more closely.

She was staring intently at her laptop screen, but she didn’t look how she usually looked when working- the peaceful faraway look was gone. She wasn't typing or clicking through. Her hands were in her lap.

In fact, they were clenched into fists.

‘Maggie?’

Nothing.

‘Mags- are you ok?’

Joan crawled off the bed and came over.

‘Mags?’

Maggie jumped as if waking up when Joan touched her arm. ‘What? Oh, sorry-’

‘Are you ok?’

‘Fine...did you want something?’ Already, her eyes were drifting back to the screen and Joan felt wrong footed.

‘I just….we were going to get something to eat?’ She wondered if this was Maggie's way of letting her know she wasn't in the mood- a bit of a change from her usual ‘Fuck, can we take a raincheck?’ but still a possibility. ‘We don't have to if you don’t want-’

‘Oh-’ Maggie seemed to catch onto Joan’s hesitancy, to notice the way her fingers twisted anxiously ‘Sorry- of course we were....’ She shook her head. ‘Of course we can-’

But her tone was off- Joan was more used to Maggie's flat affect than anyone, and she could tell what was normal and what wasn’t. This….wasn’t.

She put out a hand to pause Maggie in the middle of her perfunctory hunt for her wallet and keycard.

‘Mags? Something's up. Tell me? Please?’

Maggie got her stubborn look for a moment- as if planning on flat out denying all and making Joan fight her over it- but then she sighed and shrugged.

‘Oh, it’s nothing. Honestly. Really really stupid-’

‘What?’ The suspense was killing Joan. She was seconds away from breaking her new year's resolution to give up biting her nails. (Three months in and going strong. Maggie’s- to give up smoking, at Anne and Joan’s joint request- had lasted all of two hours and twenty minutes.)

Maggie bit her lip, obviously debating whether or not to actually finish.

‘-someone left a review on my last recording-’

‘Oh!’ Joan bounced happily for a moment. She knew how much reviews meant to Maggie- despite her repeated claims that her music was for her not for anyone else, Joan knew that the rare confirmations that someone else had actually noticed the piece of herself that she’d thrown into the void of cyberspace were precious. ‘What did they say?’

In answer, Maggie tilted her laptop screen so that Joan could read for herself.

‘-know you’re only starting out as musician….constructive criticism….whoever taught you really missed out on a few things didn't they?.....irritating tendencies….poor technique...know you’re sensitive…..would be happy to point you to some online resources….’ And then the sweetly poisonous ending ‘Please know this comes from a place of wanting you to be better and improve...’

There was no name, no address, no picture icon.

The first time she read it, the faux-concern and almost paternalistic tone made her want to laugh.

Then she read it again- and looked at Maggie, drooping in her chair and looking so very tired- and hot anger took over.

‘It’s...polite, isn’t it?’ Maggie quirked an eyebrow in her usual sardonic manner but her hands didn’t unclench. ‘I didn't think people talked like that any more-’

‘Oh Maggie-’

‘I feel like blaming my teacher was a bit harsh….poor Mr Greyson isn’t even here to defend himself. And it’s hardly his fault I never paid attention in class-’

A muscle gave a tiny, almost imperceptible twitch, just under Maggie's right eye.

‘Mags-’

‘Nice of them to concede I’m still learning though. I guess. Although-’ Maggie turned to face Joan properly for the first time. ‘They think my technique is bad? Imagine how much worse it is for me, I’m the one actually trying to play despite it, jesus, like c’mon, cut me some slack-’

‘Maggie!’

‘What?’

‘Fuck them!’

Maggie blinked at her. ‘What?’ It wasn’t often that she was able to surprise the other girl, and Joan made a mental note to let Maggie know just how adorable she looked when she was really, truly taken back, when things were less fraught.

‘Joey?’

‘Fuck them, Mags! Fuck whatever patronising little-’ she paused. It wasn't that she was reluctant to swear, more that she was afraid of Maggie laughing at her for her choice- she’d never heard the end of it when she’d frustratedly called a queue-jumper an ‘inconsiderate dick-face’.

Ironically, it had been an attempt to prove to everyone that she was adult enough to swear if she wanted to. The attempt had, she had to admit, backfired spectacularly well.

‘Go on-’ There was an amused quirk to Maggie's eyebrow- obviously their thoughts had followed a similar vein. ‘A little-?’

‘Never mind. Point is-’ She stabbed a finger at the laptop screen. ‘I cant believe anyone would have the nerve to say shit like that- as if they’re the arbitrator of what good music is, when they’re not even brave enough to come off anon!- and to then call you sensitive!’

Maggie shrugged. ‘Constructive criticism and all that-’

‘No! Constructive criticism is-’ Joan groped for a good comparison. ‘When I tell you that I want tips on how I can make the others listen to me. Or when I direct you guys during rehearsal. Not….this. This….’Oh I’m such a good person, I’m so wise and talented, let me point out all your faults in a really unnecessarily nasty way and then call you thin skinned’...if they really care, why aren’t they linking you to their own page? So you can get tips from them, if they’re so good. Or even so you can ask them questions privately?’

Maggie shrugged. ‘Maybe they just don't want to- I mean, they don’t have to-’

‘Maybe they know exactly how nasty the message was and don't want to face any consequences from it, you mean-’ Internally, Joan wondered if it was bad form to snap at someone when trying to stick up for them. Oh well. She’d ask Maggie later, Maggie would know. ‘Maybe they just like patting themselves on the back by pointing out non-issues or things you’re already aware of and are working on by presenting themselves as this master musician, but in a way that means you’ll never ever be able to respond to them! Well, I have a response-’ she leans forward ‘Fuck you! Fuck you and fuck your help and advice!’

She was breathing a little harder by the time she’d finished: Maggie was leaning back slightly in her chair.

‘Um…..wow....are you….ok?’

‘Yeah….’

‘....I already wrote a response, you’ll be sad to hear. It was a bit different to yours.’ On the screen, Maggie's finger pointed out her polite, calm message of reply: ‘Thanks for your interest….always appreciate feedback...thanks for listening’.

Joan suddenly felt foolish. Maggie clearly didn’t care that much. What was she even doing, ranting and raving when what Maggie probably wanted was just to forget about it?

She probably wasn’t even all that bothered by it- sure she’d seemed a little off, but Maggie was the absolute pinnacle of taking things on the chin, she’d probably barely registered the thing. Stupid Joan, overreacting; stupid overemotional Joan….

Hic-

Joan had never wanted to die more. Hiccups- was it possible to have a more childish marker of distress?

‘Yeah…..’ She tried to hold her breath surreptitiously and then gave up. ‘Sorry, just….I got cross…’

‘I can see….’ Maggie's lips twitched. ‘Pity whoever wrote that if they come across you, huh?’

‘Yeah….’ Her face was burning. Why was she so stupid? Why couldn't she have just passed over it like Maggie obviously had?

Because you’re thinking about how you’d feel, the little voice in her head responded immediately, because you’re imagining how you’d feel if you got a message like that, how you’ve felt when you have got messages like that- like you don't want to make anything anymore, like you're embarrassed for people to see any of your work-

She shut it down. That was her, not Maggie- cool, collected, talented Maggie. As if Maggie would be affected by a stupid review.

She shook away too the image of Maggie hunched in her chair and staring sadly at the screen. She’d probably imagined most of it.

‘Shall we go get food then?’

As if in evidence of her okay-ness, Maggie almost bounced out of her chair, grabbing her phone from the floor and stuffing her keycard deep into her pocket as she made for the door, Joan trailing behind.

‘Ok-’

‘Where do you want to go?’ Maggie pulled the door firmly. ‘We got pizza the other day, so I’m feeling maybe Thai- or ramen, we haven’t had good ramen in ages-’ She paused. ‘Are you ok?’

‘Yeah.’ Joan nodded quickly. ‘Fine-’

‘Cool- so….maybe ramen? Unless you’re not feeling noodles….also there’s that creepy guy who works there and I think I heard he works extra shifts now so maybe not-’

Half way down the corridor, Maggie suddenly stopped. Joan wondered if she was going to say she’d forgotten something, but instead, she grabbed Joan's hand and squeezed it hard.

‘Joan?’

‘Yeah?’

‘Thank you-’

Joan felt a bit nonplussed. ‘What for?’

Maggie looked at her as if she was an idiot. ‘For….you know….’ She gently bumped her shoulder against Joan’s. ‘For caring enough to get angry on my behalf? For saying fuck a million times- it was funny, cheered me right up-’ Her expression sobered. ‘Just...thanks. I know it’s ridiculous to let some internet random get to me but….yeah.’

She gave Joan’s hand a parting squeeze and let go, straightening up, back to normal again. ‘As you say, fuck them, next time i’ll just let you reply and save myself the trouble…’ Her lips twitched and she tilted her head. ‘Anyway…back to important stuff….food choices and that.’ She looked at Joan ‘Shall we go?’

‘Yeah-’ Joan hid her smile and started down the corridor. ‘Let’s go.’

#I saw the title and I already knew what this was gonna be about #AND SIS YOU SNAPPED #you said what I couldnt!! and it’s all true!!#DRAG EM SIS #okay but actual comments!!#maggie not liking people picking up her things? love that 👌#I also love the bit where joey bites her nails! and then maggie not giving up smoking haha #god the parts where joan defended maggie is so valid and well stated and true and 👌👌👌#I love joan snapping!!#and then her cussing the anon out oh my god #that’s so funny!!!#and maggie being actually pretty shocked #THE HICCUPS!!! YES!!!!#bro put joan’s hiccup tendency in a fic and it automatically becomes good #just some tips 👀#aww joan beating herself up over yelling :( poor baby!#but maggie coming in clutch and making her feet better!! 🥺🥺#AAAA I JUST LOVE THIS SO MUCH!!!#THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU FOR SATING MY HUNGER THE BA GIRLS!!#but you know im gonna need more now right? 👀 I crave your writing #not my writing #six breakaway #breakaway joan on the keys #breakaway maggie on the guitar #submission

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keepcalm-and-beyou · 5 years ago

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Jughead Jones(Riverdale)

Title: What!?

Pairing: Jughead x Readed, Archie x Reader

summary: Archie has upsetting news to tell Jughead after spending some time with You.

Jughead thought nothing more of your friendship only being a friendship with Archie. he trusted You his girlfriend and trusted his best friend. Archie always seemed so into veronica, sure y'all were close very close and that’s how its been forever so nothing knew to him when he’d see you and Archie laughing, smiling, and being in close proximity.

Archie although thought more to being just your friend, only you and everyone else did not know that. He always tried hard to make you smile, he often craved to be close to you, what harm could come by just being around you like the best friend he was right? Well until he changed that.

“Y/n! hey! you excited for best friends day?” Archie runs up to you smiling wide.

“heck yes i am” you reply with the same excitement giving him a high five then shutting your locker after putting your school books away as it was the end of the day. and as Archie said its best friends day. why today you weren't sure it was a random idea Archie had to have a Friday evening just you and him the best friends y’all were. You link your arms with Archie’s as y'all walked down the hall.

“Hello girlfriend” Jughead appears with a small smile.

“hello boyfriend” give give him a smile and peck on the cheek.

“so whats going on tonight?” Jug asks.

“best friends day remember Juggie?” you chuckle and point to Archie as hes standing beside you with a smile.

“and i cant come? yet i’m his best friend to” jug pouts then laughs lightly.

“nope, you may be one of his best friend but you ain’t mine” you sass back and tick your tongue out at him.

“ouch” Jug fakes being offended.

“don’t worry man me and you will have a best friends day to if it makes you feel better” Archie laughs seeing Jugheads uninterested look.

“awe how cute, Archikins you better remember that’s my man, i aint’ going to be in no weird bromance girlmance triangle trynna fight your redheaded self over my beanie boy”

“seriously?” Jugheads asks rolling his eyes

“Jug is all yours” Archie replies looking horrified at the images you must have in your head of the two.

“yes i know cuz i’m like Gillette” you tell him. as Jughead gives you a weird look like what are you talking about.

“your what” Archie laughs

“i’m the best a man can get.. and ill cut you” you say as serious as you can. making both boys laugh.

“yep that’s my girl.. crazy” jug smiles putting his arm around you.

“i guess we should get our BFD started so ill call you later jug” you kiss him softly on his lips

“don’t have to much fun without me” jug jokes and gives you a hug goodbye.

“BFD? as in best friends day right?” Archie asks making sure he understood and trying to make fun of you.

“duh arch” you roll your eyes overly dramatic as you both walk through the school doors.

You were driving your shared car you have with your Mom as Archie was in passenger seat.

“so whats the plan Stan?” you asked glancing his way

“don’t call me that” Archie gave you a ew face and laughed.

“it rhymed, and you know me i’m a poet” you joke

“oh yeah and you know it” Archie joked along with you

“hey! that rhymed” you laughed. he rolls his eyes

“oh oh yes i know!” you exclaim. “how about pops take out? you know what that ain’t question we gonna get pop!” you speak loudly like a kid excited for cake.

“wow sometimes i think your worse then jug when it comes to food” Archie stares at you like you a little insane but honestly he loves that about you. your craziness, your wildness, your liveliness.

“wait what? omg are you saying i’m fat Archie Andrews!” you toss him a hurt shocked expression.

“what no! no. your beautiful, i was joking i didn’t mean it like that!” Archie panicked. you burst out laughing at your adorable friend.

“i was totally joking arch” you smile at him. as he gave you a relieved smile back.

“Hi Y/n, Archie, what can i get you today?” Pop tate asked you both as you approached the diner counter with his usual kind smile.

“oh you know our usual shakes for sure, strawberry and chocolate to go please” Archie answers pop

“oh burgers! two please as well” you smile sweetly.

“coming right up” pop smiles and head to the kitchen. while you and arch await in a near by booth. some time later pop came by the booth with your order telling you both to have a nice day and enjoy your food. he never has to in your opinion tell you to enjoy it because it always is a given with Pop Tates food. who in their right mind could not enjoy the food at Pops Chocklit Shoppe.

“thank you pop” you say in sing song.

“My dads at work so no worries on our what did you call it BFD being interrupted” Archie chuckles as he opens his front door and let you step in first.

“Good keep the old people away of our young fun” you respond laughing.

“Right. like hey dad wanna play video games and be horrible at them while trying to talk about the good old days”

“Archikins your starting to sound like me” you chuckle and poke him on the cheek with your pointer finger. Archie grabs you by that finger dragging you up stairs to his room. he hands you your burger.

“awe i love you arch thanks for paying by the way” you smile and start unwrapping your food taking a huge bite and making cute little sounds of enjoyment. Archie cant help but smile and stare at you in awe, until you looked up at him from your food and he awkwardly clears his throat taking a seat next to you on his bed and unwrapping his own burger to chow down on.

“Hey your so cheating!” Archie exclaims but holds a smile on his face as he keeps glancing at your beautiful features, the way your eyebrows are constantly moving and your eyes squinting at the TV screen often, or how you give it death glares when the game aint going your way.

“no you just suck” you reply trying to hold back a smirk.

“wow you know sometimes i forget how mean you are when playing” he jokes

“ha ha i just keep it real”

“yeah real mean” he laughs. but right as Archie is distracted with his laughing at you, you happen to kill him. in the game of course! his laughs instantly died down and his face turned to shock wide eyes gawking at the the tv screen. you start laughing and grab a pillow hitting him in the head with it.

“see you just suck” you laughed more. Archie grabs the other pillow he had on his bed hitting you back with it in a playful manner never wanting to actually harm you. you get up fat in case you need to make a break for it and run out the room. Archie goes to swing his pillow again to you but your faster and hit him first, and then again and again.

“your gonna get it Y/n” Archie tells you as if trying to sound intimidating.

“your funny Andrews, good luck trynna give it to me” you rely with your sass and quickly hit him with your pillow and run out his room holding your pillow tight to not drop it. you ran all the way down the stairs and into the kitchen with Archie hot on your tail. you round the kitchen island and then fake going one way and run the other as Archie just about gets you with his pillow. and you laugh at him.

“your a brat Y/nn” he yells after you.

You ran pretty fast to hide in behind his brown leather chair in the living room but slightly failing at it. as you hear his laugh.

“um nice try i think your a little big to hide there” he says smiling standing in middle of his living room arms crossed still holding his pillow in one hand.

“there you go again calling me fat” you stand up pouting. hoping Archie falls for it.

“no jeez whats with your girls and being fat” he rolls his eyes

“ouch whats that suppose to mean arch?” you continue pouting only harder this time.

“ugh i didn’t mean it like that!” he dramatically throw his hands in the air and you take that time to run out behind the chair past him.

“HEY!!. that’s it i give up” he yells. and then hears your little feet making its way back to him stopping in the door way trying to be cautious in case its a trick.

“are you sure?..” you asks slowly with your one eyebrow raised.

“yes i’m sure you win” he throw the pillow he was holding on the couch indicating he is telling the truth.

“yay i love winning” you smile bright

“i know” he smiles wide back

“i am the best” you cheer

“yes you are” he agrees nodding.

“Your not gonna make me watch some really really girly movie are you?” Archie asks watching you go through the movies on Netflix acting like he’d hate that but little did you actually he’d watch anything in the world with you as long as he gets to be by your side, long as he gets to see your features change to while you watch the movie, and oh how he gets to hear your laugh and often remarks you have about what is happening in the film.

“hmm now that sounds like an idea” you smirk and give him an evil laugh.

“oh no”

“just kidding! lets watch.. hmm.. tough tough choices.. uhh.. maybe something funny? like hmm.. oh oh this! Dirty Grandpa.” you finally pick a movie.

“isn't that with that old guy?” Archie asks

“uh yes? hence the word GRANDPA. you know that usually means old.” you give him a duh look.

“ha. ha.”

“oh but the old guy ain’t why we watching it, we watching for the hot one” you chuckle as Archie just gives you a cringing ew look.

“omg i cant like i cant even” you laugh and cant stop laughing as you watch the scene with the Zac Efron dancing naked only having a hornet stuffy around his junk.

“oh god no! why are you making me watch this?! you cant even?n i cant even!” Archie says covering his eyes. and you keep laughing but part of it is because his response to the scene.

“wait let me cover your eyes that just ain’t right to watch, you cant seriously like that” Archie says while he puts his hands on your face trying to cover your eyes. yo both laughing.

“noooo let me see the goods!” you yell out his hands still on you eyes slightly.he moves his hand from your eyes but they are still on your face and your laughs dye down.

“Your crazy” he says in a admiring tone holding your face staring into your eyes. you feel his warm breath fan your face, and that’s when you realise how close you two are on his bed. sure you've been close many times but this situation this moment feels very knowing, you see his eyes flicker to your lips and look at him confused for a second, just a second because the next thing you knew he kissed you! but on instant you kissed back, until you stopped kissing back just as quick. its not like the actual kiss was horrible or his breath was gross, and if it wasn’t for jug you’d be into it but you cant be not when your love for jug is only blossoming. so you pulled away while lightly pushing Archie away on his chest.

“uh i don’t know why i did that. sorry.” he says eyes slightly widening as he speaks each word. and distance him self from you on his bed.

“You don’t know why you did that? things like that don’t usually just happen for no reason”

“ohh crap” he speaks to him self. hating that he just did that. freaking out in his pretty redhead. he tries avoiding your eyes but gives in and glaces at you and sees you giving him a well go on speak up look.

“okay okay, maybe it wasn't for NO reason, maybe i have had some feelings for you, maybe i just wanted to do it and did it, and now feel real stupid like really stupid” Archie speaks out but in a worry tone and panicked tone.

“Archie.. first off please don’t feel stupid okay? your not at all stupid, your amazing, you are smart you are gorgeous you know for a redhead” you try lightening the mood with a joke. he only looks at you unimpressed with what your saying and not believing it. you sigh and continue

“its all true arch you are so great your the best best friend a person can ask for but that’s it arch.. your just my best friend..”

“ha yeah i’m such a good best friend.. look what in just did Y/n i kissed you i told you i like you and your dating MY best friend, my guy best friend” you hate this him beating him self up to much it makes you feel horrible.

“you know what Archie i don’t care what you say because what i am saying is right and i’m always right. you are great amazing awesome and a good friend and will make any girl not only in Riverdale but the world happy, any girl would be lucky to have you, even me if i wasn't so in love with jug you would be the perfect guy, just gotta be that guy for someone else. and this doesn't effect how your my best friend arch” you give him a warm small smile and a comforting hug that he returns.

“thank you.. i-i don’t deserve you or jug as a friend.. i’m sorry” he says face in your hair still hugging.

“hey shit happens its done and over with, well.. kinda.. i do think as Jughead’s girlfriend and his best friend we shouldn't keep secrets.. even if he gets mad you know its the right thing to tell him” you pull away from the hug and try giving reassuring smile.

“yeah i know your right”

“like always” you smile.

So as agreed Archie had planned to tell Jughead and it being a new day is better time to tell him then any. Archie and Jughead had met up at Pop’s for dinner.

“Let’s get something to eat on me man” Archie told Jug giving him a tight lipped smile.

“Well sense it’s on you” Jughead joked.

“Hey Pop can I get a burger and side fries” Jug had asked the older man standing at the counter top.

“sure how about you Archie?” Pop asks the redheaded boy.

“uh same is fine and couple shakes you know our kind” he smiled answering Pop Tate.

“So uh hows your dad?” Archie asks Jug awkwardly taking a seat in a booth near the back of Pop’s.

“he’s good? as good as he can be trying to get his life straight so we can get jellybean and Mom back in Riverdale” Jughead answers with a shrug of his shoulders.

“that’s good Jug i-i’m happy for you man, i really hope it works out you deserve it” Archie’s eyes filling with guilt as he thought of how much Jug has meant to him his whole life pretty much and how he truly deserves so much good in his life, he deserves his dad being sober, his Mom and sister in his life, and he deserves you the thought of Archie ruining that for him made him feel ill.

“thanks”

“Order up boys” Pop comes up to the booth placing the food on the table in front of the both boys along with their shakes holding his as always polite smile.

“Thanks” Jughead and Archie say at the same time.

“How was the BFD day?” jug smirks slightly at the silly way you called the time spent with your best friend.

“was alright” Archie coughs. and continues to eat his food as Jug does the same.

“just alright?” jug asks knowing very well its you so there must of been lot more excitement then that.

“played some video games”

“and i guess she beat your ass because you suck man” Jug jokes

“oh wow you both really are the same” Archie refers to you telling him he sucks at playing. and Jug just smiles back.

The two boys walked around town Archie trying to figure out how to bring up what happened, he was going to say it after eating dinner at Pop’s but with the small crowed around the diner he didn’t want to make a scene if he happened to turn out that way. so now being alone in silence of Riverdale town walking around perfect timing right? Archie still deep in thought kicking rocks, Jughead walking be side him in the silence and watched how Archie seemed off.

“what’s going on Archie?” Jug asked his friend clearly knowing him well enough to know that there must be something going on with the boy. Archie stopped immediately and turned to face Jug with a worrisome sigh leaving his lips. He hesitated to speak usually people would say nothing is going on, i’m fine. but that would be a lie, and he did not want to lie to Jug hence the reason he had made sure to see Jug today.

“I did something stupid that i regret i feel horrible man and and i don’t want to ruin anything for anyone” Archie lets out a long breath after speaking in not many detail. his anxiety rises with each second he had been trying to tell Jug.

“what did you do Archie?” Jughead looks at him with his eyebrow furrowed feeling worried him self now at god knows what his best friend had got him self into, i mean its Archie he tends to be a wild one that often has got into some trouble like his great idea to hook up with Ms Grundy or hit up the Whyte Wrym looking for a fight from gang members. Archie doesn’t respond at the question just gives Jughead a look, a very sad guilty hurting look. and that look is only making Jug worry grow.

“Archie. What did you do man?” Jug asks his words dripping with more worry then previously.

“Jug like i said it was stupid and i’m sorry, it was a mistake” he spoke in the most pleading tone Jughead has heard come from his best friend. Jugs brain was trying to catch on and his thoughts went to You. You and Archie had just hung out and now next day Archie is acting strange, he saying he messed up and is sorry. Sorry to him?

“What did you do?!” Jug raises his voice stepping closer to Archie needing to know right now what on earth his friend is talking about and if it has anything at all to do with You.

“I kissed Y/n!” Archie yells out raising his voice to the same level Jugs was. “I’m-”

“What!” Jug cut Archie off. clearly not happy about the news. Nostrils slightly flaring wishing he didn’t have to believe his friend would do that to him. His eyebrows felt permanently furrowed down his forehead confused, betrayed, shocked. so many different feelings running through his mind. If he was being honest he wanted to punch him. Hard. but also did not want to hit his best friend.

“Jug I’m-”

“Why would you do that!” jug pushes Archie thinking maybe it be better then a punch to his best friends face. Jugs nostrils still flaring and trying to calm his breaths. Archie stumbled back a few steps letting his friend get some anger out. he wasn’t surprised at the action he felt he deserved worse.

“Sorry! i am so sorry jug it was a mistake and i said i felt horrible i still do, your my best friend i cant believe i would even do that to you. you you should just hit me man like i deserve it hit me jug” Archie yells out desperately needing his friend to forgive him even if it means bruising his face. Jughead just gave the redhead boy a look telling him he’s an idiot and crazy.

“seriously just hit me, it would make me feel better, but mostly i’m sure it would make you feel a lot better” Archie practically begs.

“dude no” Jug replies with a look of disgust towards his friend. and shakes his head at the boy then decides to just walk away, not wanting to deal with it really was else is there to say right now.

“wait” Archie pulls on his friends arm but Jug shakes it off harshly. “Jughead please man” he tries again to grab a hold of the boy in the beanie.

“leave me alone Archie!” he yells back. but Archie wont quit.

“No Jug what can i do? ill stay away want me to stay away for a bit? give you and her space?” Archie suggests. Jughead just shrugs not really knowing what to do here.

“come on man i’m trying to make this right, and we didn’t wanna lie. she loves you and pushed me away, i know me and her are only ever going to be friends and i’m okay with that, you deserve her jug ans she deserves you. i know that i see how happy you two are together i will never ruin that again i promise man, i love you dude your my brother, and that’s more important than anything, i’m so sorry please jug” Archie begs pleads his eyes filled with the most hope he can master for forgiveness. Jughead takes notice of all of this, all his attempts, him not quitting, his apology’s,his features showing his feelings very well showing Jughead he truly is sorry and hurting as well for what he had done, and him trying to do whatever he must to help make things right whether that may be leaving you both alone or taking shots to the face Archie Andrews would do it for his best friend Jughead Jones. And though it could take a little time to trust Archie fully to be alone with You, he could find it in him to forgive just not forget at least not right now.

“Okay” Jughead nods his head

“Okay?” Archie repeats but more of a question and looks a wee confused

“yeah okay i forgive you” he replies putting his hands in his pockets. Archie hugged his beanie friend in happiness not caring for him not hugging back at this moment, it was a quick hug not trying to make it awkward like hey i kissed your girlfriend now i’m hugging you but to let Jughead know he was thankful to be okay as okay as they can be right now. Jug took his hands out of his pockets and gave Archie a pat on his back. and the two friends walked off together in brief silence.

“wait is that why you paid for my food?” Jug asks chuckling.

“i felt really bad man i owed you”

“well in that case tomorrow ill take a burger, fries, onion rings and a shake for lunch” Jug smiles at his best friend.

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simplerthingslikewatchinglt · 5 years ago

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Chapter fifteen

Laurent P.O.V

A few days later ..

When I tried texting Kiera, she hardly responded . When I invited her back to my hotel to play UNO again, she declined . The very first time I had called her, she immediately picked up but now I was starting to suspect that she was dodging me . We were staying in New York for a while and for a while I meant the rest of January. We had a dance workshop coming up and I honestly wanted to invite Kiera but the way she's been dodging me I wasn't sure if she'd come or not . I took my chances anyway , taking my cellphone out of my backwards pants I searched through my contacts to find her number. She was saved as 'girlfriend New York City', pressing on my screen her number started dialing .

"Hello ? .."

"Kiki, my girl wassup ?"

"Just ... been tired" Her voice was slightly lowered , almost as if whispering, I continued with my response .

" I want to see you . What have you been up to ? " On my end I could hear her breath through the phone , like a sigh , "been busy ..."

"Well if you not too busy , I want you to come to my workshop ." quickly I texted her the address before placing my cellphone back to my ear .

"Oh .. I know where that's at . I'll see what I can do Laurent "

" okai, try to come or I come to you" I joked at her wondering if she would really let me see her .

"Alright I'll come ... seriously"

"Okai" she didn't sound too happy but I was now sure she would come and watch me dance .

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Kiera's P.O.V

There was nothing much I could do, I was tied up on my end with a pissed off mother, a pleading aunt, and myself running away from my problems. I wanted to just get away from everything and to me, Laurent calling my cellphone was a way out . When I received the information to the work shop it was held for tonight on 55th street. This is me running away from my problems, my issues , my responsibilities.

Maybe an hour or two go by, to the point where the sun was starting to set. My mother is not home to bother me . She's out again, having a drink or two , I wonder for a split second about her safety and how will she get home but those thoughts quickly leave my mind once my phone rings . I smirk to myself when the word "Boyfriend" comes across the screen of my cellphone , a feeling of relief hit me. I am glad to see him calling me once more , I answer ,

"Hello ?"

"You still coming right ?" I pause for a second,

"Yes." I was not going to flake out on Laurent. I already had my mindset on going .

*******

From the nap I took to the trains being delayed, I was late and was also pretty sure the workshop was over . When I arrived, there was no line outside but there sure was posters of the twins out front . I walked inside the building where I was greeted by two male security guards. Both of them taller and much bigger than I was but not so much taller then the twins.

"Can I help you ?" One man said to me . He was African American, like me , some what handsome with a chiseled chin and thick eyebrows. A few seconds went by before I answered his question.

"Ah yes, I was invited for the twins workshop... is it still going on ?" Immediately the bodyguard shook his head 'No' . As quick as this man had shook his head 'no' , as if on que I had already given up. Welp that was the end of that . The workshop was over and I'm sure anything that were to be held after was for people with special tickets . Deep down, I knew I was in the wrong. For an unknown reason I felt regret, I shouldn't have promised Laurent that I would go to the workshop if I wasn't gonna make it on time. My imagination had begun to run wild of Laurent, only imagining his facial expression of disappointment. Although we hardly knew each other, he had stated he wanted a friendship . I should have kept my end of the bargain. Being so caught up in my emotions, I took out my cellphone to text Laurent an apology . Right then and there my phone started ringing, the words read "Boyfriend" . Immediately I could feel my heart pump harder and faster as the sensation of butterflies tingled in my stomach, in a way I was very nervous to pick up the phone but I did so anyway .

"Hello ? .." If only he could hear the way my heart pounded against my chest as I answered.

"Kiki next time tell me you no coming okai?" Laurent's voice was a bit horse and his breathing was heavy through the phone.

"I- I'm sorry Laurent . I'm currently outside the building -"

"Where ?"

"Uh .. just outside where these two men are blocking the entrance"

"Oh okai ....We leave for the exit now anyway. Stay there." The phone clicked, Laurent was no longer on the other end of the phone.

A few minutes went by before I heard a crowd of commotion coming towards the exit . It was the twins and a whole entourage of people surrounding them. The crowd of people stopped just outside of the building infront of the security guards making it difficult to approach them .

"Alright everyone , ya'll cant stand here blocking the entrance !" Yelled the second security guard that was not so handsome as the first. As the crowd of people slowly started dispersing, there revealed the guys signing autographs and taking some photos .

I met eyes with Larry, who decided to ignore my presence by continuing to sign autographs. I watched for a few more seconds of Larry before he turned to Laurent speaking to him, there Laurent, who was just taking a few pictures decided to break through the crowd and walk straight up to me .

"Go to the black car parked right down the block . ..Wait ova (over) there for us. Okai?" Laurent pointed towards an all black BMW car, a beauty it sure was . I nodded my head and quickly walked towards the car, as quick as he directed me - I moved in that manner . When I had finally reached the car, deciding on my own I leaned on the hood of the car . By the time I had the chance to look up at the guys and their fans surrounding them, Larry had already broke free from the crowd , walking towards the car .

"Get in ...." His order was quick and stern, unlocking the door in the process. I did as I was told, jumping into the back seat of the car , sitting behind the passenger seat where I was met by Larry once again who sat behind the driver seat .The car smelled of that new car smell, it must've been a rental. But I had to ask one question.

"How come your not in the front seat or the drivers ?" He was texting away , looking down at his phone before we met eyes.

" why, 'cause I have keys ? ..." I felt a bit embarrassed but still continued the conversation.

"Yes"

"Is just to open the doors ...." he began to chuckle to himself before speaking again " you no think?" Instead of answering his smart ass ,I responded with another question .

"You don't like me ? " His chuckling had died down, his facial expression had changed and was replaced with a smile .

"Sure~" Larry dragged out the word which in response I rolled my eyes .

"I don't know you. I help you on the dance floor one day, that's it .... you not my friend or Laurent . We trust no one"

His choice of words had stung at my feelings but at the same time I could relate . I could relate in a sense of not knowing each other , only Laurent was trying to get to know me while Larry was showing me that he could careless .

"I would like to get to know you guys more ..."

"Why?" His question was quick, right after my heart felt response which forced me to think quick on my feet.

"Because your dope dancers and Your not the only one that saved me ... Laurent did too" my voice became small and I broke my stare down with Larry . I was .. embarrassed once more as the memories of the incident at the mall flowed into my mind .

"When ?.."

"At the mall ..."

"He save you from a fall or something ?" He was beginning to make me feel like an idiot which was almost like answering his first smart ass question, was I really thinking ? Specially from what I was going to say next .

"He saved me from ... a guy that was ... bothering me ... in a way"

"A guy ?"

"Where was us ?" What ? ... From 'us' he must've referred to Adelia.

"Not there..."

"So he save you from this guy ?"

"Yes... Laurent took me inside the bathroom." For some reason my memories felt foggy and distorted . It wasn't a lie, we were in the bathroom but it felt different saying it out loud .

"Okai.. stop" He cut me off as his face told it all . He wanted to laugh in my face... bad as his smile grew larger .

I could feel myself getting irritated to clear up any funny thoughts he was beginning to have .

"We went into the bathroom and"

"Stop" he laughed as he spoke the word,

"What's funny?"

"You kiss or something ? ..this a love story now?"

"What?"

"My broth'a no save you ... he don't care ."

"So why am I here ?"

He paused, he must've questioned himself. That's when both front car doors opened . Laurent hopped in the passenger seat and there was a guy who must've been the driver. It was then Larry passed the keys to the Caucasian driver while leaning forward . He spoke in French .

"Laurent c'est quoi ce bordel? (Laurent what the fuck is this ?)" Larry's tone seemed to be on the line of irritation and possibly shock, he quickly pointed at me using his thumb.

"What ?" Laurent turned his head in my direction, his eyes looking around as if he was looking for something then turned back to Larry.

"qu'est-ce qu'elle veut dire, tu la sauves? ( what the fuck she mean you save her ?)"

There was a silence between the two and the driver pulled off, through the thick silence you can hear Laurent sucking his teeth rather fast while he faced forward once again.

"il y avait un baiseur qu'elle connaissait."( there was some fucker she knew)" Laurent spoke out loud , his voice was deeper in his native language then when he spoke in English .

" elle le baisait ( she was fucking him )" I noticed that Larry's voice was also a bit deeper as he turned his head to look out the backseat window which was rolled up. I felt out of the loop. I wanted to speak but couldn't, instead I began to wonder where we was going .

" tu ne le sais pas ( you don't know that)" My eyes followed Laurent's voice to see him shaking his head , he came off as a bit emotional which made Larry jolt, leaning forward in his seat once more speaking closer into Laurent's ear this time.

" mon frère et tu ne le sais pas ( my brother and you don't know that )"

" elle pleurait ( she was crying)"

"Wow .." was the only english word I could make out as Larry scoffed, I looked at his figure, he completely ignored my presence, he seemed bothered by Laurent's last response. I watched as he sat back into the seat but then sat up again, " tu ne sais pas de la merde à son sujet ( you don't know shit about her )"

" Bye Larry .. ta merde parlante maintenant ( Bye Larry .. your speaking shit now)"

" Et vous non? mon frère ces tatouages n'ont alors plus de sens ( And your not ? My brother those tattoos are meaningless then)"

There was a quick 'ugh' that came from Laurent then he said "Shut up Larry .. Kiki are you okay back there ? My broth'a argue with me." Laurent turned his head to me, before smiling at me . I guess this was him checking on me but his tone was more like he was apologizing even though he never did apologize.

"Yes . I'm fine , just wondering where are we going ?"

For a second there I could've sworn I seen Laurent think about what to say, "home for now .. then later we go to the club. Want to come ?"

" je ne peux pas croire cela ( I cant believe this )" I could hear Larry mumble in French as he still looked out the back seat window shaking his head in unison.

" I don't think that would be a good idea . .if it's a club I might not be able to get in"

"To young .." Larry scoffed while shaking his head not looking my way . Laurent seemed to look annoyed by his brother responding as he glanced at him but then faced me - " how old are you ?" I was silent a bit almost nervous to reply . "I'm nineteen."

" .... good ." His words seemed almost shaky as Larry responded with a puff of air escaping his nostrils .

"Don't worry . I'm legal" I joked in a dry manner trying to make this already heavy atmosphere of the guys going back and forth lighter.

"I know . I'm not worried Kiki. You smoke so I was thinking you too young" in a way I felt bad both revealing my age and that he knew I smoked.

"Maybe I should go home first ..." I suggested, I was beginning to feel a bit uneasy.

"Why ?" Laurent questioned. I had to quickly come up with a lie .

"To change clothes."

"Alright then. We take you home"

"Oh no, I could just get dropped off-"

"What ? ... it's dark now. Just tell me where you live" Laurent tone of voice got serious.

"Alright then .." I gave the driver my address, we arrived there only by a few minutes.

"See.. was that so hard ?" Laurent kept a smile on his face as he playfully teased me. He made the thick atmosphere that surrounded our heads much lighter. I shook my head 'no' .

"Come, I walk you . No harm there." We both got out of the car, and proceeded to walk towards my building. Immediately I felt the need to apologize once more.

"I'm sorry Laurent ..." He quickly looked confused.

"Fa (for) what ?"

"For not being able to watch you dance . And my age and -" I couldn't look him in the eye while speaking .

"Kiera ... Is (it's) okai . I no care . Now come." This was the first time he said my full name, he seemed bothered but came off as smooth as I opened the main front door to the building before opening another door to get inside to reveal the different apartment doors . I felt good having some one walk me inside my building, Laurent was such a gentleman. We began walking up the flight of stairs , " you know .... I stay in New York all of January .."

"Oh yeah ? ." We walked up the stairs rather slow making the mood more romantic it seemed as I was ahead of him by a couple of steps when I looked back at him to respond. When we got infront of my doorstep I turned to face Laurent , we were both silent for a while - he broke the silence once again . " come ..." He took my hand and placed a kiss on the back of it but when our eyes met he had a look that seemed unsatisfied . There he stood tall before leaning towards me , my heart raced when I thought he was going for a kiss on the lips but it was then he planted a kiss on my forehead. His lips were warm and soft as I fell at ease, it felt right, he backed away from me slowly, locking eyes with me - " I want to know you more ..." he spoke in a soft tone. " I want to know you more too" repeating the same words he spoke to me. I didn't have anything better to say.

"Kiera ! That's you ?!" I looked back at the door that was behind me, "Okay Laurent! Time to go" I tried to shove Laurent down the stairs with my hands placed on his broad shoulders but he was laughing a little from my nervousness stopping every step to laugh at me . "What ? .. why the rush ?" He joked but there was nothing funny about what was to come next . The apartment door flung open, exposing my drunken mother , her eyes glanced over the situation quickly.

"You bitch ! ...You are fucking!! And don't say Your not. You was gonna bring him here in my house to have sex with him weren't you ?!" This was something I didn't want anybody to see or hear, but Laurent was right there in the mix of it all. He was silent as he wasn't even half way down the stairs while he watched, I had to respond quick . "No ma ! He's my friend, I wasn't going to fuck him!" My response must've threw her off while she looked even more pissed . My mother turned her attention to Laurent as she pointed to him , " You stay right there motherfucker, where ever you going, your taking her wit' you! She can't stay here... getcha' shit and go Kiera." She yanked me by the arm, physically she was stronger than me, pulling me into the house. From behind I could hear Laurent's voice ,

" My pleasure ..." as he followed behind us inviting himself into my home . The embarrassment took over me, surely he looked at the amount of empty bottles that were scattered all around . When I had looked back at him though his eyes and face read different - he was just focused on me with a blank expression.

Authors note:

I decided to end this chapter at 3000 words maybe a little bit more then 3000 but hey *shrugs* lol . I got tired and been working on this for two days now . Hopefully you guys like this chapter I certainly did . I'm rusty once again , and I have a lot of mess ups but hey *shrugs* I'm human lol . Okay xoxo 😘

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aah i agree im vry disappointed in this chapter ! like its good like usual, but its kind of a let down after the last 5 chapters... ht rly exposed himself minutes before, and comedy aside, MGS answered him by ignoring him, and then saying "were not friends, were not as close as you think we are". it must have been hurtful for HT, its basically a rejection of recognizing HT vulnerabilities. and its totally In character for MGS to say this, so im not disappointed by it 1/?

i mean HT lay his heart down for Mo to see and theyve known each other for 15 DAYS, its too soon for anybody and especially for Mo who have mistrust problems to respond in the same way ? so running away and deflecting the declaration is cool, i wasnt excepting a "ill never abandon u!!" lol. but then HT being cool with this rejection and having a slapstick comedy just after doesnt feel right. mb show HT swallowing and being disheartened, and then put his usual facade and only then have comedy 2/?

would have been good, bc we would have known "oh ht is actually hurt by MGS reaction but doesnt know how to say it, so he plays it cool and change the subject bc hes still not at ease with being vulnerable". a realistic situation would have been "ht tried to be vulnerable but it was too soon, too much for mo who rejected him, so it confirmed ht biased thinking that showing vulnerabilities is bad and it will prevent ht to be vulnerable in front of someone in the near future". 3/?

i mean it could have been a nice although sad conclusion for this mini-arc, especially since ht have been grieving (?) his mother just this morning. a little step back, and then smth else happen and cause ht to crack completely but then mo is able to respond present and its a step forward. ok im daydreaming but that would have been climatic lol. instead this..ah i dont know i feel cheated, i know its ox' work but still haha ! like when they do an abrupt change of scene after an emotional page 4/

its a trick ox use often and after 300 chapters it feels old n cheap. when u engage in a emotional scene, u cant just do "oops i change my mind!!" and put slapstick comedy or ignore totally what just happened and dont have a progression. u have to stay on this road : u cant put traumatizing backgrounds and mafia affairs and mature problems (kidnapping, mother being threatening into prostitution,etc) n just.. not stick with it and making ur characters not traumatized by it and just 'lol comedy'.

sry im kind of monopolizing ur askbox lol, i guess im kind of frustrated ! it just the last chapters were so good and it was a while since ox use this cheap trick of not going through an emotional scene that i kind of forgot how terrible they were at handling transition between drama and comedy. theyre a good artist all in all (or i wouldnt be this disappointed!!), but they have this failing in their writing an it drives me nuts each time lmao. haa i hope next chapter will be better...5/5

Hell yeah, DEFINITELY, that sums up my thoughts. Also, you don't have to apologize, it was an interesting read and I can tell that you feel strongly about it. While I can’t say that I’m flat-out disappointed, as I wrote in my original post, I’m definitely feeling lukewarm and indifferent about the recent ch.

OX touched upon a few serious matters a couple of chapters before: namely She Li’s fucked up goading and the way it unsettled He Tian -- unsettled in no joking manner as follows from his reaction. Then we get He Tian swearing to beat up anyone who dares bully Mo, and the whole profound monologue from the previous chapter. Just as you say, He Tian truly laid himself bare there. One could argue that He Tian listed the reasons he was enamoured with Mo, or one could argue that he subtly commented on the milieu he grew up in, or one can even read it as He Tian admitting/reflecting on his flaws out loud. There are many ways to construe this scene, each of them is extremely meaningful. Not to mention it took HT visible effort to say these things out loud.

The problem which both you and I noticed is that OX left this mini-arc/mini-subplot unresolved. Instead, they abruptly switched to comedic relief. Much like you, I wasn’t expecting a big reaction from Mo -- no grand verbal declarations at very least. What I expected was a panel (maybe a close up of Mo’s face as I mentioned in my original post) that indicated he actually HEARD what HT told him, that it gave Mo some food for thought.

As you mention, Mo getting disconcerted and doing the tsun-tsun escape is fairly in character for him. Still, a panel like this would have been very welcome to emphasize his confusion and to justify him not gracing the other boy with an answer, ignoring HT showing his underbelly (which is something that doesn't come easy for him, as we readers know). Okay, sure, OX handled it differently this chapter -- we get Mo silently running away and blurting out the first comeback he could think of. No problem. It works to show that HT’s words had an effect on him, albeit it’s much less pronounced, than, say, the Aquarium scene -- again one would have to wonder why: HT’s “don’t abandon me” is just as strong, if not stronger, than “I’m afraid you’ll forget me”, so it follows that Mo should have been just as affected.

The problem is the way an emotionally charged moment quickly fizzled out into comedy. As you said, Mo blurting out “we are not friends, we are not familiar enough, so I don’t care what you think (of me)!” SHOULD have hit HT harder. Just minutes before we had HT being genuinely disturbed by the idea of someone looking to intentionally hurt Mo, seeking physical comfort, being disquieted by the idea of getting abandoned and losing someone he likes, confessing that he admires the other boy -- yet when Mo utters yet another curt rejection of sorts, we are not shown HT’s reaction, which, logically, should have been there.

And all of that emotional build-up is cheapened by an accidental dick slap comedy.

Indeed, showing HT being hurt (disquieted? deflated?) and then putting on a cool guy mask, and ONLY then switching to a slapstick humour would have been more appropriate. It wouldn’t have taken a big or an overly dramatic scene either -- just, IDK, show HT’s eyes widening, or his throat clicking, or his posture slumping, anything to indicate that Mo’s words affected him -- that the whole thing mattered to him. Otherwise, it leaves a bad taste in one’s mouth: “so Imma confess to the person I like and swear to protect them and beg them to put up with me -- oh! forget anything serious that I said, Imma touch some dick now”. While I don't have an issue with comedy coming into focus again, I do wish it hadn't been this abrupt. Had there been a better transition between these scenes, there wouldn't be this "lol jk" vibe that I’m getting.

So yeah, I, too, feel a little cheated. OX certainly has an issue with drama-comedy transitions, which are sort of hit-and-miss for me. Sometimes they work well to alleviate the grave mood, other times they appear to be out of place. The recent chapter is the latter case. Dangling a possibility of climatic resolution for the subplot and then intentionally subverting it just doesn’t work in favour of the plot here. It cheapened the emotional part and made the comedy feel much less fun for me. Of course, no one says that writing is an easy task. Plenty of mangakas, for instance, work with writers to strengthen their script and plots, so it’s challenging when a single person is responsible for both drawing and planning the story. OX is undoubtedly doing a tremendous job. Still, I wish they wouldn’t stick to using the old trick this monastically because it's becoming a trite writing device and works against them on occasion. It’s totally fine to keep the comic light-hearted yet it’s not good to ignore the needed dramatic development.

#19 days #long post #anonymous #ask #q&a time

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bleufrost · 5 years ago

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Frozen Embers || Chapter One

Loki x reader

Series Preview/General Story Guide

Warnings: a swear or two maybe? Nothing extreme quite yet (:

Series summary: Growing up under the guidance of S.H.I.E.L.D, you were trained from the moment you could walk to be a good agent. You were everything you needed to be, but the emotions and empathy that ran through your blood tainted all of your hard work. One day, you are given the chance to prove yourself by being assigned to the cell of Loki, the god of mischief. Quickly, icy walls begin to melt as you both realize that your time together is bringing forth a mix of flame and frost that can only end in chaos.

Original request by: @procrastinatinglikeabitch

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A/N: ahh this is my first ever series! i read it over like thirty times but im sure theres still mistakes lol. I really hope you guys like it though!! feedback of any kind is always suuuper appreciated and although I cant always respond to comments on this side blog, please know that they make my entire day <3 love yall !

You had felt from the beginning that this was a terrible idea. Fury had called you into his office that morning, his normal dead serious look upon his face. You were used to it, but for whatever reason today it set you on edge. He had briefed you on your mission, it wasn’t the first little assignment he had given you but this one had left an uneasy feeling in your stomach. Not much did that, but what he had asked of you very seriously went against everything you believed in. Fury told you that you were to get as close to Loki, the god of mischief, as possible. Not only were you to gain his trust, but you were to also completely shatter that trust by informing S.H.I.E.L.D of everything he told you.

Loki was a threat, they said. He was dangerous, they said. Yet, you still couldn't stop the growing fear and suspicion that you were doing the wrong thing from settling within your stomach.

Regardless of how you felt emotionally, it was still your mission and you were expected to complete it. As an agent, there was no room for sentimental matters to intermingle with work, and you often forgot that. You didn’t want to be stuck with inside jobs for the rest of your life though, so you made the decision long ago that what Fury said you would do. At the end of the day, you knew and trusted him far more than this god who had tried to overtake the world, not to mention had also stolen the free will of your friend and mentor, Clint. He had caused irreversible damage to the lives of countless innocent people so you knew you had to put your morals aside for a second considering he had done so for a while; he may not deserve to be used, but neither did your friends. With that in mind, you made your way over to the holding cell.

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Sliding your key card into the heavy metal opening was something you had never done before. In the grand scheme of things, you were still a fairly new agent and so the opportunity to come down to specialized cells was not one that you had been offered; until now. Your heart was beating loudly in your chest and you tried hopelessly to calm it. Whether or not Loki could hear the nervous thumping or not didn’t matter; you had a feeling that he could sense it.

Quickly brushing the invisible lint off your clothing and straightening up the black top and jeans you wore as your uniform, you took one last calming breath before stepping inside. The cool metal offered no sense of warmth or comfort as your heels clicked against the floor. Sound echoed for what appeared to be miles in here, and you swallowed thickly as you realized that you were trying to be quiet; you were trying to hide from the person that you needed to be seen by and that had to stop.

The next step came far more confidently, and you lifted your head a bit higher and stood a bit straighter. He would be within a specially engineered cell designed specifically to keep him inside. He more than likely had not been offered conversation since he was thrown in here. He was alone, and a god with his need to be praised would not do well when met with complete silence at every turn and passing moment. You had the upper hand here, so you had to use it.

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Loki sat with his back against the soft pillowed sofa he had conjured up within the cell. He tossed a little statue up and down as he contemplated for the hundredth time that day what he would do when he inevitably escaped this prison. It was stupid of these midgardians to think that they could hold him for long; an ignorance they would soon come to regret. As it stands though, he remained here nearly going mad with boredom. He would never admit it, but the lack of company was beginning to weigh on him in a manner that was testing his sanity.

That’s when he heard it. Soft footsteps that turned a bit louder after a moment or so. The sound bounced off the walls and met his ears in a way that sparked his curiosity immediately, and Loki couldn’t help but wonder if those steps would lead the person right to his cell. As they drew nearer, his excitement grew. He wanted to get up and see for himself who or what was walking through these typically barren halls, but if they were to come to him he would not want to grant them the satisfaction of seeing him eager or even so much as intrigued by their presence. He remained there with his back against the sofa and resumed his mindless tossing of the small figurine.

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Stopping in front of the glowing cell was nerve wracking, but seeing the god for the first time in person was absolutely terrifying. Loki was laying upon an ornate bed-like couch, surrounded by beautiful furniture and books that had surely not been gifted to him by S.H.I.E.L.D. He had something in his hands, and your eyes watched a moment as the object was flipped up into the air before settling back down into the skin of his palm. It was oddly mesmerizing.

You couldn’t have been staring for more than a few seconds, but that was long enough to annoy him. The statue was thrown up into the air, and on its way down it made a sharp turn and came smashing into the glass at exact level with your eyes. You let out a small yelp, and finally his eyes slid over to meet you as he chuckled lowly.

“Well aren’t you a jumpy little pet.” Loki sat up slowly, turning to face you with no real hurry or actual interest apparent in his movement. He was dressed beautifully in different shades of black, grey, and a gorgeous green. Even though he had been trapped in here for weeks now, his hair was still combed perfectly and his eyes held a certain glint to them that made you question whether solitary confinement had been affecting him at all; surely it had to be, right?

Clearing your throat, you step forward slightly to hopefully show him you aren’t afraid of him or his abilities; even though that may not be the whole truth. “My name is Agent (y/l/n). I’m here to talk to you.” You look to him expectantly and it takes him a moment to react. He seems confused for only a split second before he scoffs and rolls his eyes. “Well, if that’s all it appears you’ve already done it. You can leave now.” Loki makes a move to lie back down before you speak up.

“Wait! I mean I actually want to have a conversation with you. You know, get to know you.” There was no keeping the nervous look off of your face as you spoke. It wasn't a lie, you really did want to get to know the god and understand why he did the things he did. No one hurts people like that without reason; without having been hurt themselves.

Slowly, he turns back to you. His face is unreadable as he walks over to stand in front of you and stares deep into your eyes from behind the glass. The urge to break eye contact with Loki is intense, but you know that giving in is exactly what he wants you to do. He’s trying to figure out if you’re worthy of his time and you need to prove that you are. After a lifetime of feeling him stare into the darkest crevices of your soul, he speaks.

“Why?” You don’t hesitate for even a fraction of a second before responding. “I want to understand. You did things that I could never have even imagined doing, and I think it’s important to know why.”

His jaw became tense, features tightening as his eyebrows pulled together. “You, my pet, must have a very WEAK imagination.” His voice was harsh as he spit the words out at you. Turning away to pace, he once again shook his head while letting a low and humorless chuckle escape his lips. “No, you could never understand. How could a god ever even begin to explain the complexities of their actions to the measly mind of a midgardian child?”

The comment bothered you only slightly, but you knew that you were losing him quickly. Loki apparently didn’t trust kindness; you suppose that’s something you both kind of have in common. You were basically raised by Fury and Clint, and although you had kept up a sense of outward positivity, there was a deep underlying feeling that you really could not trust anyone but those two men. Kindness always came at a cost and you knew that you wouldn’t trust yourself either if you were in Loki’s position, so you decide to take another approach.

“Look, they never let me out of this tower either so I’m just as bored, if not more so, than you are. The way I see it, you can honor me with your company every once in a while and keep a child entertained, or you can tell me to leave again. I’d hate to be a bother, so if it’s that draining on you I will gladly find someone else to talk to. You were my first choice, not my last resort.” Letting out a little breath, you wait for his response eagerly. It took a few minutes and you were nearly ready to leave, but Loki finally spoke up.

“Are you doing this for them?” The fact that he refused to look at you while speaking did not go unnoticed by you. “S.H.I.E.L.D would never trust me to do something like that. Like I said, they don’t even trust me enough to let me go out into the field.” It wasn’t a lie in entirety. The agency found you to be too sympathetic for field missions and refused to test your loyalty to orders. Fury was the one who trusted you and, seeing as he himself wasn’t S.H.I.E.L.D, you were telling the truth.

Loki put his hand up to his face, giving a pondering look through his gesture. Suddenly he turned to look at you with a dazzling smile gracing his features. You saw something shimmering in his eyes, but you couldn’t quite tell whether it was friendly or not. “It seems pet, that we have something very interesting in common then.” The look he gave you set you on edge, yet you wouldn’t dare look away in fear that it would disappear. He scared you, but you never felt a desire stronger than the one you currently felt to be afraid.

“It seems we do.” The small lift at the corner of your lips was instinctual. You didn’t even notice that you were doing it, but Loki most certainly did. Making his way back to stand before you, his eyes meet your form and take you in for the first time. Loki was a fair amount taller than you, so you found yourself looking up to meet his gaze as his own skims over you from head to toe. The height difference was something that he would surely be taking advantage of to make you feel even more like the child he thought you to be.

“Pray tell pet, what is your name?” He finished looking you over and now received your stare fervently. He enjoyed being looked at; he found thrill in being a spectacle and you could feel it. If he wanted to be seen, you would make damn sure that you saw him.

“My name is (y/n). And, for the record, I’m far from being a child.” His smile grew even wider at that, and his hand came up to gently run his fingers down the glass that separates you. For some reason, you almost felt as though you wished it weren’t there.

“I can guarantee that no matter how old you may be (y/n), it pales in comparison to the length of the lives I have lived. You couldn’t fathom the things I have seen, and most certainly not the things I have done ” The words were almost solemn, in a way perhaps reflective. There was no way for you to even begin to comprehend the existence he had experienced firsthand, but your fascination and hunger to try burned through your body like the flames of a wildfire. He drew you in like a moth to candlelight, and you let him. “Tell me about them.”

Your comm went off at that moment, Fury’s voice filling the empty halls with a loud crackling. “Agent (y/l/n), I need you on the training deck right fucking now.” The loud noise startled you out of the trance like state you had been in, and you fumble around to quickly answer. “Be right there, sir.” As you let go of the button that allowed Fury to hear your voice, you look back to Loki. He was already laying back on his bed, lazily flipping through a book as though you were not even there. You hadn’t even seen him move. Unsure of whether or not to he wished to speak any further for now, you nod your head slowly and look away. “I’ll be back tomorrow, if you’d like.”

Just as at the start of your conversation, he did not respond immediately. You were cursing Fury in your head for breaking the connection you felt you had been growing with the god, but just as you began to leave he called after you.

“I would yearn for nothing more, pet.”

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eurekq · 5 years ago

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so here they are.... my revamped darlings. naohiko, rika, amane, and maya are new! im going to put all their bios under the cut, they’re mostly copypasted from the old ref though except for the new kids :P i really like naohiko, he’s basically an amalgamation of every percussionist i’ve ever known lmfao

basic premise: 16 fresh-out-of-highschool prodigies are invited to star in well-respected and widely-watched big brother-esque reality tv show, which takes place on a cruise ship. what they weren't expecting was for the show's 25th season to be a killing game! the students: CHOUMI YUKIYAMA: exceptional among even her fellow shsls, choumi made her historic mark on ballet by becoming the world's youngest ever prima ballerina at the age of 13 and japan's first ever prima ballerina assoluta at 18. fans flock to her ethereal, angelic grace on stage as well as to the percieved sense of otherworldlyness surrounding her albinism. on the darker side of her popularity, repeated sexual harassment from fans and male dance partners alike has hardened her world view to make her not quite cold, but definitely reserved in her emotions. she adapts fairly easy to stressful situations and pushes through pain with almost no visible outward struggle due to her all too common experience with dancing through foot and ankle injuries. because of this she usually ends up taking initiative in difficult scenarios if no one else steps forward. she is also a quite talented hobbyist figure skater and is fluent in both english and russian. REN KIKUHARA: a fairly odd florist in that instead of ordering flowers to arrange into bouquets, every flower he sells is grown himself. although this means that his selection is seasonally and fairly regionally limited, he has an incredible talent for working with plants and can even sometimes coax out-of-zone flowers to grow. he's fluent in hanakotoba and is surprisingly good at flirting through flowers without it seeming cheesy, although he doesn't do it very often. people often remark that his bouquets often seem to have more love and life in them than store-bought ones. ren is a calm and kind soul and prefers listening to talking, with what he does say always seeming to be just the right words for the situation. MARIKO MIKAMI: mariko was a sickly child, and spent a large part of her elementary school years in hospitals. around the age of seven, she began folding paper cranes as something to do, and wished to live normally after she folded her 1000th. she soon recovered, and feels that she owes her life to origami. she is precise and calculating in everything she does, which shines through in her art: every delicate, artful piece of origami that she makes is creased and folded perfectly. she also dabbles in wet-fold origami. she's most famous for her dry-fold though, and her pieces are well known for their complex, precise, mathematical beauty. she refuses to fold paper cranes anymore, feeling that they are too sacred for her to touch after they saved her life as a child. a calm, slightly disconcerting smile is always on her face, no matter the circumstance; her manner is polite for the most part, if i a little aggressive. MOMOTAROU KOBARA: momotarou, born into a rich family that fufilled his near-every want, made a name for himself in the world of collecting at the age of just eleven by, through luck and love for the series, collecting every pokemon card. from then on he set onto collecting just about anything non-perishable: pins, collectors set bandaids, vinyls, etc. he has exceptional luck in finding deals on ebay and other sites. he cant really be called a hoarder, since he likes to have just one of everything; he resells, gifts, or uses any duplicates. his mood swings between a dreamy, chilled out, flirtatious persona and periods of numb depression when it hits him that his whole life revolves around material possesions and that he has no real human connections. SARA KUROKAWA: a talented young woman from a long line of popular backalley tattoo artists. she combines traditional symbolism and youthful influence in her designs to make something new and more appealing for the younger generation, and is a huge proponent for tattoos being shown off for fashion rather than hidden away in the traditional style. sara does have (illegal) tattoos done by her older siblings on her arms despite the minimum age being 20, although her being homeschooled, looking older than her actual age, and having a tendency to wear long sleeves year round has led her to encounter few problems. she and her family are among the many who simply choose to ignore the statute requiring a medical license to tattoo. sara is a fairly rude person in a backhanded way, acts stereotypically catty and even a little deranged sometimes, and enjoys making herself the center of attention, whether through her appearance (dyed pink hair and white contacts) or the things she says. the only two things that can break her shell and make her excited and genuine are tattooing and piano, which she has played from a young age and loves. NAOHIKO KINZUMI: the son of a concert pianist and a professional jazz drummer, naohiko shortcutted the usual pots-and-pans percussion stage most children go through and spent most of his childhood hitting actual drums. blessed with perfect pitch and a natural feel for rhythm, his parents enrolled him in private music lessons at age five, and he joined onto his first indoor percussion ensemble at age 13. a fast learner, naohiko can play most all percussion instruments at a professional level, including both tuned and auxiliary. he is especially known for his drumset skill, specifically being able to match the speed and complexity of most double kick pedal rhythms with just one foot, and his delicate grace at bowed vibraphone. naohiko is loud, brash, and fun, with an infectious smile and sense of humor that draws people in. despite the flashiness of his drumset playing, his favourite instruments are actually the weird obscure ones, like the waterphone, mahler hammer, and "bucket of loud objects to be dumped on the floor". HARUMI HAMANAKA: harumi is a sweet and bubbly girl, if almost cloyingly so. her good luck is a fairly stable force (nowhere near as chaotic as komaeda, for example), generally acting in the favor of wishes of people around her. her mother intensly wanted for her to be on the show because of the exposure it provides, and this is what harumi attributes to her being selected. despite the way her luck operates, shes no doormat and in fact has an overwhelming force of personality, and her sweet demeanor can become rather passive aggressive if challenged on pretty much anything. SHOU KATSUKI (PROTAG): pushed to succeed in the game from a very young age, shou is japan's reigning chess champion, a FIDE-certified grandmaster, and went to international competition the year before the killing game. he played through to the finals with influenza, which worsened through the matches due to lack of treatment and culminated in debilitating pneumonia that left him in the hospital and unable to play for first. because of this, he's cultivated a sort of inferiority complex that he tries to cover for with self-confidence, which actually comes off as condescending rudeness. he has a natural talent for cause and effect analyzation and is good at planning ahead. he gets flustered easily over trivial things and is a sore loser, but tends not to crack under actual pressure. shou doesn't like to be associated with his family due to the intense pressure they put him under only to steal his winnings the second he began to succeed and thus prefers to be referred to by his given name, even by near-strangers. he does genuinely love chess, but his favourite board game is actually risk. (no one ever wants to play with him, though.) RIKA FUJIMIYA: originally scouted as a young child for her unique eyes and birthmarks, rika's first minor film role at the age of nine left the director stunned at her acting capability. as someone who grew up with a very murky self image and a difficulty interpreting social situations, rika lived most of her early life essentially "acting" the way she believed others would respond well to, which resulted in her easily adapting to doing the same for the cameras. she went on to have a very prolific child acting career without really settling into a niche. As a teenager she took her first steps into stage acting, playing juliet capulet at 16 in a moving and extremely impressive performance, and later at 18 performing a striking and memorable female hamlet. her deep and rich voice has also landed her several voice acting roles. her personality offstage has solidified a lot more since her younger years, although she doesn't go out of her way to talk to anyone, fan or otherwise. when approached, she is polite, gentle, and humble, although she has trouble separating her image as a celebrity from that of her as a person and thus it is extremely difficult to get to know her. KENJI MINAMOTO: an eccentric and a bit airheaded olympic fencer whose strange insistence on not wearing protective gear during practice (he believes it makes him better by giving him a stronger motivation to not get hit) has earned him many a scar over the years, and has left at least half of his joints in braces at any given time. he follows his own bushido-esque moral code (the details of which he will not tell anyone), although he will not put himself above whapping the occasional really annoying person in the ankles. his épée is his best friend and he carries it most everywhere. most of the scars on his face and hands are actually from trying to put in his very sharp industrial piercings while drunk. despite his oddities, his light-footed and elegant ambidextrous fencing has been compared by many to a graceful dance, and although in many respects he comes across as dumb, on the court his mind is laser-focused and unbelievably quick and analytic. AMANE BECKE: a more lowkey type of talented than her fellow contestants, amane hasn't won any major competitions, been on tv, set any records, or anything of that sort. she does, however, run what is widely considered the best bakery in japan. based out of nagano and the daughter of a swiss pastry chef, amane has a natural talent for baking nurtured through over a decade of dedication and love for the craft. she excels at interesting flavor combinations, but her true genius is in her classic, feel-good baked goods. many say that the things she bakes just taste like home and warmth. amane is as warm and sweet as her creations, but with a spark of wit and mad-scientist-y genius that make her an entertaining joy to watch work, if a little overbearing to talk to. EISUKE ITOU: eisuke grew up sewing clothes for his younger sisters barbie dolls, and he particularly loved dressmaking. he gained exposure in his first year of highschool by handmaking gorgeous outfits for his class's booth at the school festival, and, through application to various junior fashion competitions, he was eventually noticed by a big-name designer in paris. however, he found learning french next to impossible and has spent the year prior to the game in relative isolation, unable to have any real human conversation. his psychological state was fairly severely impacted by his long hours spent sewing and designing on internship with no company to get him by, and he is now debilitatingly socially anxious and finds conversation difficult and awkward. MAYA HANABAYASHI: maya spent her early teens with only a passing interest in survival-based media, having enjoyed hunger games and similar media, but not to the point of obsession. however, when traveling on a plane with her father back from visiting family in las vegas, she found herself in a similar situation when their plane went down in a heavily forested area of california, leaving a seventeen year old maya as the only survivor. with only a swiss army knife and a lipstick-shaped stun gun gifted to her by her father to feel safer during their stay in vegas, she survived alone in the woods hatchet-style for six months until late fall, when the fallen leaves made her campfire coincidentally visible to a very observant park ranger on firewatch. after being rescued and returned home to japan, maya found it extremely difficult to readjust to normal life. her thick and warm camo jacket, more a fashion statement when she was wearing it originally, was lifesaver to her during the cold spring, and she she can't bring herself to separate from it even with multiple rips and burns in the fabric. she has refused multiple book deals due to still being heavily traumatized, but after a long period of deliberation decided to go on the show as a way of finally moving forward and acknowledging it. maya isn't exactly socially anxious, but rather closed off and disconnected. JUN TENSEI: born jun harada, many believe that his spiritual connection is the real deal, but a few critics hold that he is most likely just an incredibly talented bluffer. the real truth about him is unknown, but many say that his seances do accurately reflect the personalities of their deceased loved ones and help them feel at peace. he is deeply religious, but not to any one traditional faith (although he does use traditional christian symbols such as crucifixes and items such as holy water on occasion). he believes strongly in the power of the soul and its ability to exist beyond death. his voice is soft and almost hypnotic, and he has a penchant for gentle teasing and riddles. he comes off as pretty shady to most, but he's fairly harmless. TOMOKO KAITA: a peppy and outgoing astrology guru who can read your deepest flaws and strengths with just your date and time of birth. known worldwide for her extremely accurate personal horoscopes. despite this, she strongly believes in the ability of an individual to defy their fate through hard work and self improvement. she dislikes giving negative horoscopes, and does her best to focus on the positives that the stars hold in store. her smile brightens the whole room! she is intensely loyal to her friends, to the point of self-sacrificing emotional labor. YUU IROIKE: yuu iroike isn't even his real name, and it's a mystery as to how show staff even tracked down his mailing address to get him on the show. he's a well-known public figure for painting huge, sprawling, colorful murals in tokyo, yet who he really is remains unknown. he paints faster than his murals can be scrubbed away, and has somehow never been prosecuted for vandalism because his graffiti is generally considered an improvment. he's sly, mysterious, and teasing in person, and gets a bit of an itchy trigger finger when he hasn't painted in a while. His skill with spray paint is so great that it seems as if the paint bends to his very will.

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seulserenity · 5 years ago

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Too tough to walk away - Luna Scenario

[a/n] The prompt was “I’m going to take care of you okay?”

2018 SM Halloween party.

Luna had won the award for an amazingly intricate although slightly sweaty Groot costume and she was so thankful for the award. After all she might as well be doing something for SM even if it were just making a costume but now it was the after party and Luna was finding it far too hot to be constantly wearing the costume. She lowered herself onto a bench nearby and tugged the leaden paper mache head off of her own and pulled off the tree hands, gasping for breath she reached for a water bottle nearby.

She smoothed down any stray hairs that may have stuck up when she got out of that prison like head before she unscrewed the bottle to refresh herself, as she sipped on the drink she took the opportunity to look around at who had come and who had not. To her surprise Krystal had shown up for the after party, it seemed that Krystal had perfected the art of not showing up to the official party as an act of rebellion perhaps or maybe simply a distaste of the over-exuberant costumes in a room filled with people she’d rather not entertain. Luna normally would go as it was a great chance to let loose and joke about with old friends, something that rarely occurred now due to haphazard schedule . Krystal caught her eye and waved at her in a lively manner, she’d definitely had a few drinks and perhaps even started before the after party, Luna simply smiled and meekly waved back preferring to rest and recuperate rather than join the likely sweaty mesh of bodies on the makeshift dance floor. Perhaps she’d stay for half an hour more and just make sure that Krystal was with someone who could take care of her but for Luna it was getting late and she was already uncomfortable; there was not much more to do seeing as she’d greeted all of her label-mates earlier, what she needed now was some super comfy pj’s and trashy tv before burrowing into her heavenly duvet. Looking over at Krystal for one last time she saw the girl being dragged between Taemin and Jongin to dance to “All I wanna do” by Jay Park. The way they were dancing seemed like they had unresolved business as Jongin’s hands were wandering all over her and Krystal was more than willing to return the favour; Luna did not want to get involved with that and she wondered how much Krystal’s partner knew of the tension between the exes, she even wondered if y/n knew that Krystal was out tonight. Then again she reminded herself, y/n wasn’t her concern no matter how badly she wanted them to be.

Wandering over to Amber and her plus one, Ailee, Luna mentioned briefly she was gonna head home but that someone should keep an eye on Krystal because god knows how messy everything could get by the end of the night. Luckily Amber was one of those reliable friends, the kind who would protect you with their life so as soon as she heard Luna she reassured the younger girl that her and Ailee would drag Krystal home at the end. Luna headed out to the front of the hotel suite and hailed one of the taxis waiting nearby, on the journey home Luna scrolled through her phone to check for important texts or any emails from work and as she was reading an article on the Halloween party a new text came through.

y/n : did you go to the after party? if so please please tell me the girl with the blue dress isn’t my girlfriend..

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Luna opened the video, it showed Krystal and Jongin grinding on one another in the same hotel she had just left; immediately Luna felt her anger surge. She was trying to avoid having to tell y/n about this as she really didn’t want to be caught up in the drama. Y/n and Krystal had never had issues in the past and although Luna felt disheartened by their relationship she had never disapproved of it simply because it made both of them happy but now clearly one was very unhappy. Luna leaned forward and gave a new address to the taxi driver, as she did so her phone chimed and she glanced down

y/n : yout costume looked ducking awedome

y/n : can you pay for my pizzs i cant see my mon3y

Luna : I can and i’m on my way, hold on tight okay?

Luna hopped out of the taxi after the 15 minute ride and ran up the familiar apartment stairs, she grabbed her card and tapped the card machine before bowing to the pizza man and apologizing for her friend. Y/n was sitting on the floor rubbing their eyes with one hand and holding a slice of Hawaiian in the other, there were pictures scattered all over the floor and 101 dalmatians was playing on a tv somewhere in the apartment; Luna rushed over and checked firstly for any injuries before grabbing a slice too and slumping next to y/n still in her costume. Y/n briefly gave the Groot costume a once over before looking back at their pizza slice, they muttered incoherently about pineapples and then promptly burst out crying. Luna didn’t know what to say or how to respond considering she didn’t even feel it was her place to be involved but it physically ached to see y/n in pain so she rubbed y/n’s back in small and soft circles until they fell asleep.

Once they had dozed off Luna laid them down on a pillow and grabbed the extra fluffy toy story blanket on the couch, throwing the blanket over herself and y/n Luna grabbed another slice and sat up watching over y/n. All night she had watched over y/n, holding their hair back when the vodka made a reappearance and letting them sob into her side as she sat next to them in comforting silence. As the sun rose and the apartment was filled with light Luna shed a few tears looking down at the vulnerable and pained figure next to her, she swore then that whatever happened next she would be there for y/n as a friend or as more it didn’t matter. At this point Luna knew she was too far gone but she paid no heed nor did she think about herself, instead she focused solely on the sleeping form next to her and how she would get them through this even if it gave her hell because sometimes it’s just too tough to walk away.

In the cold and bright apartment a soft whisper was heard over the hum of the building “I’m going to take care of you okay?”

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sugarcanestock · 5 years ago

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classroom 5

I can’t stand Takoda, every time he speaks, no matter how kind the words may be, all I can think is how much better off we would be without him. It wasn’t always this way though, I suppose at first I rather liked him, but that was then and this is now, and now he’s infuriating. He could simply breath, and I'm ready to slit his throat. Oak grove isn’t a normal school, it’s a special school for equally special people. Everyone there is either retarded, autistic, suicidal, or some criminal. I’m no exception, I am so dead inside you can smell the rotting rom a mile away. The staff here are usually just as special as the students, although a very few of them are normal, never the good kind of normal. The staff at the oak grove have the patience of absolute saints, at least the good ones. I’ve seen some staff watch a kid running around breaking things and causing a ruckus, but his staff didn’t so much as flinch. She just asked him if he wanted a break, he said yes and that was that. Its not uncommon to hear screaming and someone banging on the walls, usually we just lock the door and continue the lesson. The teachers must be some other kind of being, despite the horrible way some of the students treat them, they continue with a smile.I have asked them why they stay, being so under payed, and mistreated, they usually say how they want to help us and describe the joy it brings them when we get better. But some of these staff are so far up your ass you can’t even share something with your friends without it being confiscated. Mrs. Janine everyone hates her, until she brings some snack into class, even then the love doesn’t last long. She is the one I call ‘rule hitler’ you can take what you will with that. Mrs. Star isn’t so bad, but she is certainly too religious, same with Janine, I feel like I’m suffocating in all that stupid Christian mumbo jumbo. Mrs. Star was in the music industry and she just must talk about it constantly and tell you how she ‘sang for this person’ and ‘wrote for this person’ and’ blah blah blah’. She’s got an ok singing voice, but she’s very energetic, too much for me. she is trying to write a tv show script, but her writing works better for an 80’s game show. If she could just stop sucking jesus’s dick for one second, maybe I could stand her better. Mrs. Janine likes to butt her way into our conversations about how we hate god, trying to fill us with the lies she eats every Sunday.

Not a Satan worshiper, don’t even believe in Satan, certainly don’t worship him. But I have nothing against him, he seems like a chill dude, way better than that god prick.Since god created everything right? And he makes no mistakes? Then he created Satan and wanted him to be evil. Also if satan punishes us for being bad, doesn’t that make him good? My class is small, smaller than my old school. My old school had over 30,000 students. This one, I’m pretty sure it doesn’t even have 100. Everyone knows each other, and there is no way of getting out of all the drama. That’s one of the many things I hate about this school, I don’t give a hairless rats ass about who insulted who. In my class there is Marissa, the school thot. But she’s cool I don’t mind her. She recently had a girlfriend, I thought they were rather cute together. Though I think it was Marissa's longest relationship, all good things must come to an end, and just before their two-month anniversary it did. I'm glad though, I am friends with her ex, and I didn’t want her to be cheated on, Marissa certainly isn't above that. Then there is Maria, she’s not my favorite, I think she is a little too conceded for my taste. But she cute, but way too focused on how she looks, and her nails. I think if she spent just a little less time on her looks, and worked on her education, she really could do great things. There is also sorelle I’ve known her for awhile. She once said she wanted to be referred to as a guy and called Grayson, but I’m not sure if she still wants to since she doesn’t respond to it, and no one calls her that. Her and Maria are friends with Marissa, but they are jealous of each other, they always spread rumors about each other. Marissa is rather daft, and usually doesn’t know who to side with, so she picks both, each one on a different day. Then we’ve got the fat ass of the class, not that I think being fat is an issue, it’s just being that fat isn’t healthy. He’s extremely annoying, and he gets pissed off with the simples little jokes. He also loves to infuriate me, and he’s far too big to fight. His name is Andrew, he’s a sports fan, I hate sports they're so boring and pointless, unless you play them, but only freaks watch sports. There’s the two love birds of our class, scratch that the two love birds of the whole school. Sean and Catherine. I greatly prefer Catherine’s company, since she isn’t as intense. She is rather timid and usually keeps to herself, but Sean helps her come out of her shell. She listens to bands like pierce the veil, and stuff like that. I too am emo, well I guess I’m more goth, but I prefer Rusty cage, and my chemical romance. They both are giant weebs, and are constantly playing Pokémon on their ds’s, I mean they are dorm so there’s not much else to do. Dorm of course means, they live here at the school, but its less like a collage and more like a residential everything is restricted, you cant even have paper. Alex who I like the best, he’s very quiet and his stomach is a black hole. I swear I’ve never seen him turn down food, he has a part in the school Christmas play, as a hungry elf, just constantly eating. He is polite and has never caused me any issues, so I try to treat him the same. Allie who is new to the dorms. A sweet soul with a bit of a mischievous glint. Marissa and sorelle don’t like her cause she takes things without asking, she thinks she’s being cute but she really is just being rude. I don’t particularly mind her though, I think she just needs some lessons in manners, and someone needs to teach her to stop making up stories. She tried to tell me she was some animal whisperer, I acted as if I believed her but I saw right through her bs, she does that a lot, make up stories about herself to look cool, I think it’s a bit childish. I suppose now I Must once again talk about Takoda, oh how just his very name makes my blood boil, so stupid, the retarted Dakoda. I once said one of his middle names (yes he has more than one) was dumb and he started crying, then gave me an essay about what all his names meant, of course I told him I didn’t care and he loudly exclaimed.

“Fuck you!” with tears running down his face, and a shaking voice. It makes me laugh to this day, what a little bitch.

At first he seemed charming and funny, but that was before I knew what a good joke was. And the creep was caught masturbating in the girls bathroom, that’s why he’s here. What a freak. He tries to tell people he was caught fucking a trans person, as if any trans person would like a total joke like him. he has no fashion sense, he wears cargo shorts and t-shirts everyday. And if you think there's nothing wrong with that, and or you do that, there is something wrong with you. He laughs at and tells the dumbest jokes, he genuinely still finds cat memes hilarious, you know the ones.

“can I haz cheeseburger.” he even keeps a book of them, he tried to say he babysat, but I saw him looking through it and laughing, what a loser.

. He also makes racist jokes, then we call him out for it, and he can’t take it he’ll get all pissy. One time we made him cry, just for calling him out for being a racist, what a loser. He said that a black guy on the tv looked like the only black student we have in our class, they looked nothing alike other that the fact that they were both black. And he has the audacity, to say that I of all people can’t take a joke, when I give him shit. Anyway, what a prick, right?

But then who am I? just some judgmental bitch, right? Well that may be true there surprisingly more to me than that. I’m mute so that should already tell you how weird I must be. But it gets better, I’m punk/goth it depends on the day. And I’m hella suicidal, and depressed. I am schizophrenic and always paranoid, but it affects me less now that I want to die. There’s nothing else really interesting with me other than the fact that I have large breasts, so I’m a big titty goth bitch.

The day starts off completely normal, if you asked me, I would say it’s too normal. I swear I haven't even heard a single person screaming. Mr. Higgans our bubbly, sweet teacher. What a saint, he began our math lesson.

“alright, so you each have your notebooks, right?” no one in the class verbally responded, but a few of us nodded, including me. I flip to a random page and start writing out the equasions on a blank page.

“alright, Evlyn do you know what page you’re doing?” I nodded and promptly began working, it was simple enough, just regular find the slope of a line. Something seemed off, the hall was quiet, I have been at this school for long enough to know that prolonged silence is not good. I swiftly get out of my seat, Mrs.. Janine as nosey as ever, is out of hers just as fast. When I reach for the door handle she quickly interjects.

“where are you going?” I tell her to piss off, by flailing my hand in a dismissive motion. She needs to learn to mind her own damn business. Grabbing the door handle, I get a horrible sense of dread, but I push past it anyway.

Pushing the door open, all I see is a yellow gloved hand and a dirty, green rag. Without a second to process, I am being held against a tall, strong body, I can hear screaming, and I watch as other masked figures flood in. the second I realize what is happening, I am struggling, kicking, punching, and fighting to hold my breath. But it’s only a matter of time before I must breath in.

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cazinski-blog · 4 years ago

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FUCK, I cant even do this right.

Stef has decided to end her relationship with me.

THIS IS ENTIRELY HER DECISION.

She has made a number of accusations which I need to note while I remember them all.

First is that I dont accept and respect her decisions regarding her wedding. The only decision regarding her wedding that I got upset about was her consideration of her grandpa walking her down the isle. I was upset about this due to the hurt he has caused me for the past three yrears, and while I have tried not to interfere with her relationship with her grandpa, I was very hurt that she would do this knowing the hurt it would cause me.

She also accused me of being the reason that she had not had an engagement party. Apparently I said if grandpa was there, I wouldn't come. Neither Gary or I recall my saying that I would not go, and when I put it to her that I remember making plans regarding catering and location for her engagement party, she said that was just my PTSD. I dont understand.

But the worst accusation she made was that 'while Nanna was on her death bed, I forced them to choose between Cunt, and I. I DID NOT DO THIS. The cunt arrived one day in the morning and I was doing the dishes, I went to the door and told him mum was sleeping (THE TRUTH), he said he would come back in the afternoon, but (AGAIN THE TRUTH) I told him mum was going to the doctors that afternoon. This was on the Wednesday before easter and I am sure if alida kept records, they would back me up. Anyhow, on Good Friday morning as I was going over to mum and dads, gary called to tell me that he had lost Timmy, I was very upset. When I got to mum and dads, during our cup of tea, mum said 'Caroline, you have got to let Cunt in to see me". I responded by saying that I have got to do nothing for him. I had not stopped him, and I will never have got to anything for him. I ran out of the house crying. Dad followed me out and tried to hug me, I pushed him away because a hug does not change things for me. I may have screamed at him that this Cunt raped me and I will never "have got to" anything for him. Finally I let dad hug me and when we went back inside, mum apologised and said that she only ment that he should be allowed to visit. I pointed out that I had not stopped him from visiting. During mums stay at the hospice, if I was there when cunt came to visit, I left the room, and did not say any thing.

Stef also accused me of preventing her from having a relationship with her father's side of the family. I allowed his parents to take the children out for a couple of picknics, but after a 10 minute phone call on the first father's day after his death, I decided that his parents could visit anytime they wanted, but it had to be at home. Because in that ten minutes she told my children how much they must be missing their dad and how sad they must be feeling. I had been working very hard on remembering dad in a positive manner. Good memories. And of course, 'heres cheers' on ever birthday father's day and anniversary of his death. When you tell small children that they must be feeling a feeling that they are not feeling, they not only feel that feeling, but feel guilty for not having felt it in the first place. It took me a good three weeks to readjust my children after her 10 minute call. Then, she started to want to see the kids when she was in or passing through Canberra for other reasons. I tried to accommodate this until Mitch had to miss a football game, which was ok I suppose. But when Tash had to miss a birthday party, she was very upset. And I thought, well if you want to see these kids so much, make a time that is suitable for all and come just to see them. She demanded a family court mediation, so we provided her with Stefanies mobile number, so she could call and talk to all three kids, we provided all three kids email adress's so she could communicate vial email, and she had our home address, so she could write letters. We also provided a schedule of dates when we would ensure the kids had no other activities planned because these were the dates that she was going to come and see them. I still held that she had to come to our house, so that I was available to my kids if they needed me. She agreed to all this including not calling on our home phone, because when I answered it, I copped an earful of abuse from her. This lasted three weeks, when she called our home phone and I copped abuse. Although we complained to the family court mediator, we also changed our phone number and made it a silent number. When she next visited, Bill offered to mediate between us. After her abusing me for an hour, Bill suggested that she go and spend some time with the kids. He then turned to me and said, I always assumed you were exaggerating, but you were not, she is a nasty, spiteful person.

Probably the only thing I thought I could do for Stefs wedding, was to pay for her dress. Up until we got my pension, I would not have been able to do this, so I was super excited to be able to to it. I asked stef at Christmas not to go shopping for a dress until I could come. She set a date early march and I was all set, then gary asked if I could hold out two weeks then he could come to. Gary has not been to Canberra since mum die d and his brother turned 80 last year and gary would like to see him along with some other friends. Anyhow I discussed it with stef and then gary and I could not make it work with Mitch and Teagan coming up, so I went back to her original dates. All Stef could comment on this was that I tried to change the date.

The very first comment that stef made was that she was not prepared to ,'get into the Cunt raped you thing'. The fact the he raped me is why dad has not spoken to me since mum died. Hence my hurt when she choose my father over me. This is what it all comes down to for me.

Stef also knew the Cunt would be at Catherines wedding and choose not to tell me. Leaving me in devestation when I walked into and for him to be the first person I seen. I still hold this against Catherine and I have struggled not to hold it against stef, but on one occasion when she was short with me, while overseas, and the subject came up and I told her that I struggle not to hold that against her, she flipped out saying that she was going through something deeply personal and I should allow her to be short with me every now and again. Well I am suffering complex PTSD and I am constantly just trying to keep my head above water. But it is all my fault.

After Tash died stef called every day, I understood she was tring to help, but it wasnt. My psych finally gave me the courage to ask that she only call twice a week, which she agreed to. But on one occasion when I suggested less, she said 'these calls are not always about you, sometimes I need to speak to someone ' so I have continued to take her calls. I don't look forward to them. I remember on one occasion that she told me she didn't want to hear my shit, she wanted happy families. I would go to bed to sleep to try and avoid her calls. I am not happy, my life is shit and it hurts to pretend.

And now it is even more shit. I predicted to Gary in 2012 that Stef would be the one I would lose, because she takes her anger out on me.

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