#and i tried to find the code i pasted in there but i cant FIND IT AND IT WONT LET ME FIND IT AAAAAAAAAAAA

[rapidhighway]

BROOOO I was fucking around with my blog theme and I tried doing something (<- no knowledge of any code or anything tbh) but i fucked up and now whenever you try to load my blog this guy just flashes for like a second and then it loads PLS DSFBDFSEGHSRDFFHDYHFB

AND I CANT GET RID OF HIM!!!!!!!!

[astra-galaxie]

I DID IT!! Here’s the whole thing copy pasted from Google docs!!

The Player’s general skills and implied personality + some stuff abt them! (as far as i can gather, at least, tell me if i missed smth!)

*Note that these skills do not include case specific stuff (like the time they discovered a new species in Pacific Bay)

-Exceptionally skilled at handling the forensic kit,in S1, Jones had challenged the player to uncrack a code while he recites the alphabet from A, and the player cracked the code just before he hit the letter F. It takes about a few seconds, so that says a lot.

-The player has freaky intuition skills in general. I mean, in quite literally every case, they figure out what evidence is needed, what could count as evidence, and searches through things most would gloss over. Their partners acknowledge this a lot, more in the first cases since they just met.

-Can keep a level head even in high stress or even dangerous situations even when their partners cant, whether its during or after the cases. Jones addressed this after court quite a few times in the first season. Also, the player’s able to calm down whoever thier with or

*Add on, in S4, while facing Cappechi & Finley for the first time, he managed to intimidate Isaac on both occasions, however, the player remained composed enough to be able to file evidence against them.

-Works out. In Good Girls dont die, a case in S1, while Grace tries to convince Martha to calm down, she states that the player has already kicked down the door. Like, kick. The player probably doesnt even have any special gear on them, so either the door is weak or, the more likely theory is that the player got dem legs frfr

-Has quite the memory. Easiest case to get this info from is during S4, in the case Eyes Wide Shut, player and Isaac identify a rice makeup composition on the item, Player can easily recall that 17 cases back, which give or take a few, is about a monthish? That Madam Xiang was wearing it. Mind you, at this stage in case Eyes Wide Shut, the duo had only spoken to Madam Xiang once, and she never mentioned the makeup.

-The Bureau themselves asked for the player to join them, that in itself is already a accomplishment, since the Bureau is like, the elite of the elite in the police world.

-Their temper seems to be much milder, or at least, more controlled. Its more evident with Frank and David (S1) since the chiefs often say the player is much calmer than them, hell, David got in trouble for being too brash and got so many complaints he had to file paperwork.

-They do indeed make mistakes, one of my friends irl kept saying the player was a Mary Sue esque kind, but in S3, they were also led on by the Warren guy after he framed the Guru, and they were kidnapped by Karen in S2. If they were so called ‘Mary Sues’, they’d probably figure out a way to not get captured and be the person whos left unscathed and babied by the team.

-Maybe a similar point, but they have sharp eyes and possibly very good eyesight. In a case with Jonah as a partner in S3 during one of the Additional Investigations, the player spots a tent from afar up a mountain. Not to mention its always them who finds everything lol

-The player is good at calming down their partners or whoever is working with them tbh. Like every time one of their case partners are loosing hope, breaking down, feeling impatient or angry, the player snaps them back to their senses.

-They arent quite up to date with some stuff, or simply put, most likely arent that geeky like Jones is, or probably that interested in acting and stuff, in S4 when Isaac asks them how they have no idea who Dolly Darnell (famous actress) and a famous chess master is. Personally would love to think they’d love to listen to their friends and team talk about certain personal interests of thiers.

-Most definitely has a good physique. In S2, Roxie comments that they fit perfectly into a diving suit, which is typically quite tight, so we can assume their physical health is in good or in its prime, in S7, Ben mentions the player has great reflexes for being able to dodge a chupabara attack.

-Can handle a gun better than the average policeman could, probably. In S4, they got into a gunfight with their team against Capecchi and his men, and the team won, so probably suggests that either the rest did most of the work, or the player is good enough to aim and shoot down a whole bunch of tough ahh men.

-Has better driving skills than Jones

-The chiefs often say the player is a rolemodel of what the rest of the team members should be, often, its Frank and Jones being reprimanded and being compared to the Player.

-Implied to be a pretty sarcastic and humorous person, whenever the person their working with for a case or a suspect makes a unfunny or less than tasteful joke, or just does smth weird in general, they always tell the player to ‘not look at them like that’

*Jones seems to be the one saying this the most, including Frank because he teases the player a lot as well.

-Patient. The cheifs say the player is patient, and im sure having Frank work with them would make their temper flare at leats three times in a single hour if the player wasnt a patient person.

-Knows how to handle and drag themselves + their team out of wallowing after a crisis. In S3, Ripley praises the player for being able to rise up after her ‘death’ so quickly, and solving her ‘death’ as well.

-Thier spice tolerence is off the charts, could bet money that they definitely could eat a few hot peppers and only complain of a bit of bite on their tongue. Even Rita admits their tolerance is higher and she’s tough as hell.

-Reliable adult, probably good or decent with children. They were the adult Matilda came running to (in Grimsborough S1) while her own parents were arguing. Jones said this as well when reprimanding the dad.

-My friend (yes the same one) keeps saying that the player would be homophobic?? What?? At least one of their core team members are gay as hell, cmon bruh

-Is most definately empathic and more adept at handling sensitive cases, whether by sensitive, its a matter of whether the press gets ahold and it could be bad, or its sensitive like family and personal matters get involved. When their partners make a distasteful comment or joke, no matter how mild, the player is implied to have told them off (ahem, Jones, Frank and Roxie)

-Good at undercover work, its shows in S4 during the last district, does the S4 part where they have to break Florence Samuels out with Rose count?

-They solve cases within the day or in a few hours, the latest they’ve ever finished a case was in the evening and then again, the player had only started on it in the afternoon.

-A kind person in general. I mean, for one, if i was a homicide investigator and every time i do an investigation, multiple people want my help?? I’d bail, nuh uh. AND not to mention, its time consuming bc theres always the need for analysis, and with sometimes, personal and professional problems get mixed up halfway.

-They most definitely have the money to live comfortably, they have the money to take James Savage for shopping for a new funeral suit and outfit, and they recieve so much spare cash from suspects during the AI.

-I feel like they probably have a good fashion sense, but on that point, can we talk about their closet size?? They get so many articles of clothing, they would definitely be the kind to overdress on every occasion and still look fabulous.

-I would not be surprised if its end up being revealed that they were a reformed thief or some wild shit like that, how does a rookie officer know how to crack a lock in seconds??

-Do you guys think their banned from being the seeker whenever the office decides to play hide and seek because their so good at finding stuff? Like, the last time they were the seeker they probably caught everyone in less than 30 minutes or some shit

-In addition to that helping people shit, the player’s either just energetic in general or their ass is running on coffee and pure willpower because i CANNOT do what their doing, their partners dont even stay consistent throughout the entire AI, and sometimes, in the official investigation itself

-Player’s a positive influence on the people around them, and this prob my nth time mentioning them, but JONES AND FRANK!! Grace says at the end of S1 that the Player’s influenced them positively a lot, and Karen says that as well abt Player’s influence on Frank.

-More on the energy thing, they work overtime so often im surprised they havent asked for a raise or something (then again, the chiefs probably automatically gave them one anyways, maybe even more)

-Not afraid of them high rankers!! S4 for example, no matter how many times Commisioner Baldwin threatened them, they are not afraid, gives 0 fucks, did not gaf even tho Andrea told them to leave Jazz Town before the hurricane kills them

-Player def got a strong stomach and do not care about getting ther hands dirty, they’ve seen so many dead bodies in the most gruesome settings possible, and they dig through trash every case, they have definitely seen…stuff. Oh yeah, they’ve seen so much raunchy and sexual stuff I don’t think they’d be too fazed anymore.

-Offically, including the S4, S6 and S7 cases, they’ve solved 370 cases in their entire career, including a cold case in S5, maybe indirectly, a few more in S5 due to the Rocket Cow killer being discovered, and a few more side murders due to how many serial killers they’ve arrested, so the victims get justice.

-They get offered or are the ones paying the first round for drinks quite a lot, so I’d assume that either they dont drink at all, or they can hold their alcohol well.

-Has gained fame as both as a detective world wide and citywide, AND in Pacific Bay as a co owner of a movie and had their cases featured in another movie! I’d assume their movies are out by S3 or by S5.

-Magic hands, anything damaged can get so well repaired its like it was never broken, or the partners and the suspects are just trying to make the player not feel bad lol

-They seem to not mind… leftovers, or anything that is edible but looks or taste unappealing… I mean, if we get a burger everytime a prisoner gives up their prison slop to the player, does that imply they ate it no problemo??

Sidenote: it feels like I’m putting the player on a pedestal at some parts… I assure you I’m not trying to 🥲🥲

Sorry, it took so long for me to answer this! I FINALLY found the time to sit down, read and react to it!

And to start this off: HOLY SHIT!😲 (I mean this in the best way possible!)

(Live footage of me giving this post as much love as possible. Yes, I am secretly an alien gremlin!😉)

I'm going to try to go through each section at a time, so prepare for a long post!

-Sometimes, I wonder if anyone else has training when it comes to the forensic kit... I remember Jack claiming to be a pro at the vacuum tool, but we NEVER see him use it! Or any of our partners, for that matter!🙄

-It wouldn't surprise me if the player was psychic! Or at least partly! I don't think I've seen anyone make a psychic player OC yet, but it would be an interesting concept!

-After everything the player has seen, even just in the first season alone, it's no surprise they know how to keep their cool!

(At least Isaac got more confident at dealing with Finley! Though we can't blame him for being scared of Mad Dog!)

-Kicking down a door is no easy task! (Not that I've ever tried it.) So the player must try to keep themself in shape! And clearly, they don't skip leg day!🦾🦿

-I wish I had the player's memory sometimes... My working memory is slowly going downhill! And yeah, remembering something as minor as someone wearing rice makeup from months ago is impressive! Esapiclly considering everything that's happened between the cases!

-I have the theory that if CC had continued, we would have been recruited into the GIA or another secret spy agency like we were for the Bureau! After all, their resume would be as impressive as it is long!

-Some characters could learn from the player and their ability to control their temper... (*cough* Frank *cough*)

-I can see where your friend got the "Mary Sue" idea from. The player is constantly being praised for their work, but they still make mistakes and learn from them, like you said!

-Forget 20/20 vision; the player has the best eyes in the world! They must be the champion in Eye Spy and Hidden Object games!

-If the player ever decided to change careers, they could be a therapist! Or an anger management coach!

-With how busy the player is, it's unsurprising they don't have time to be up-to-date with some things...

As for the S4 thing, I like the idea of the player being from away and not knowing about Concordian celebrities, unlike their partners!

-In conjunction with the strength one, the player must take care of themself by eating well (ignoring all the free hamburgers they get...) and staying active!

-I think it's stated that the team worked together to defeat Capecchi and his men, but the player obviously knows how to handle a gun in order to stand their ground against them!

-Well, Jones did crash at least once that we know of, unlike the player...😉

-With how good the player is implied to be, I bet they would win employee of the month every month! Move over, Sponge Bob! We've got a new champ in town!

-Sometimes, I wish we had dialogue options just to see the jokes and witty remarks the player could make!

-The player must have the patience of a saint to put up with some of the people and things they have to deal with!

-For the amount of shit they find themself in, the player knows a thing or two about how to get out of it and drag others out with them!

-Given that Rita looked like she was on fire while eating the salsa, the player either has a steal tongue or no feeling in it to handle eating all that spice!

-I like to think the player is good with children too. After all, almost every time we meet a child in the game, they seem to love the player!

-I can't see how your friend came to the homophobic conclusion either! The player works with several LGBTQ+ teammates and interacts with even more LGBTQ+ characters outside the teams! Are we sure they played the same CC game?

-The player is one of the game's most empathetic people. Even after so much death and pain, they still are. And they know how to stay professional when working on a sensitive case.

-I'd count it as evidence of them being good at undercover work! They're also constantly undercover in S6 and manage to fool nearly everyone they meet!

-I've always wondered about the timeline for solving a case... I swear they finish every case within a shift! I think the only one I canonly recall taking more than a day was Anatomy of Murder when Jones talks about reading his book before bed during chapters 2&1 (I think...).

-The player has a heart of gold, and it's a miracle they still do by the end of the series!✨

-They must be LOADED! But if people keep giving them free money on top of their job income, it's no surprise they probably don't have to worry about money!

-With all the clothes and accessories they get throughout the series, they could have a whole floor in their house dedicated to their closet! Hopefully, they donate anything they no longer want.

-A common theme among OC players is that they always have a secret past! I'm sure someone must have made one with a past as a thief or something to help explain how they're so good at picking locks!

-Agreed. They are only allowed to participate in hide-and-go-seek by being the timekeeper.

-The player must live off of coffee, energy drinks, or SOMETHING to be so energetic! I know I wouldn't be so excited to do extra work by helping people after solving a murder! I hope they get extended vacations to make it even!

-Player, spreading positivity wherever they go!✨

-They better get paid WELL for everything they do for their job, teammates, cities and citizens!

-They've got nerves of steel and the bravery of a god to stand up against so much higher authority! They've even talked back to royalty before, too!

-For how often they search through the trash, they either have no sense of smell or the strongest stomach in the world!

-The player's case record is unbeatable! And they solved all those cases in under a decade, according to the undefined timeline!

-I think the drink thing stopped after S2 (or at least I don't remember it happening as much after that season), but they are still often invited for drinks one way or another!

-I'll never know how they weren't recognized in S7, given how famous they are! For changing to such a secret job when they joined the supernatural hunters, it's a surprise they weren't recognized! Especially considering we run into past characters!🤔

-The player is probably the first person people go to after breaking something! We'll never know how they manage to fix things so perfectly! Unless they really ARE magic!🤔

-The player never does say no to free food... Even when they really should! How they never got food poisoning (Jones flashback intensify) will remain a mystery!

-Don't worry; other characters put the player on a pedestal for us!😉

Phew! That was a workout! Hopefully, we didn't lose you guys!😅

I can tell you put a lot of work into this, so let me be the first to say good job!🥳✨

NOW TAKE A BREAK! You deserve it after creating this doc!

You captured a lot of the player's traits and successes! And I look forward to seeing what others think about your analysis! And if there's anything they think should be added! After all, it is always helpful to have some extra input!😊

[jwirecs]

RECOMMENDED SEVENTEEN FICS OF JULY 2023💖

hello, hello! here are my recs for seventeen for july! hopefully these beautiful stories get more recognition as well as the writers 💝

** anything in parentheses and bolded are my thoughts that can be disregarded if needed **

🔞smut || 💔angst || 💕fluff || ✅completed || 🔄ongoing || 💯favorite

Admire Me (Like I Do For You) || @wheeboo💕✅

↳ in which seungcheol shows you his tattoos. 

Dimple || @icyminghao💕✅

↳ you can’t sleep, so you try touching seungcheol’s dimple just for the fun of it (spoiler: he loves it)

Shave || @yikesmary💕✅💯

↳ with your boyfriend’s comeback approaching, mingyu asks you to help with shaving.

The Stars And You || @wheeboo💕✅

↳ in which you bring the stars to your boyfriend for his birthday. (to this author, i am so sorry, but 90% of the fics that i have read from you so far, most of them are on this list. keep doing what youre doing please. i love them)

Try Me || @cheolhub🔞✅

↳ you push your sweet boyfriend a little too far when you threaten to fuck his business partner at dinner. he decides to show both you and mingyu who you belong to. (oh lord, heaven have mercy.)

Ukiyo || @wheeboo💕💔✅

↳ in which you and minghao spend the day together.

Wonwoo's Tasty Cereal (And Milk) || @twogyuu💕✅

↳ You've been eating cereal wrong your entire life. Wonwoo and your niece are going to fix that.

Fake Dating Roommates || @yikesmary💕🔄💯💯

↳ in which choi seungcheol becomes your roommate and fake boyfriend in one fell swoop. and you still don't know how it happened.

Seventeen As Fake Dating Scenarios || @bluehoodiewoozi💕✅

↳ (title says it all and i am out here fulfilling my delulu side of my brain. doing great out here im telling you)

Baby, All I Really Want Is Your Attention || @viastro💕✅

↳ you and mingyu have been academic rivals since the beginning of your high school career. having always aimed for the #1 spot, mingyu would beat you without even needing to study. now dedicating all your time into studying at the local library, you find yourself wondering who keeps neatly packing your things and waking you up each time you fall asleep while studying. (hes so soft, i cant)

Catnaps || @wheeboo💕✅

↳ in which you volunteer at the local cat shelter with your crush.

Dating Seventeen (Hyung Line) || @wqnwoos💕✅

↳ (out here filling my delulu brain. also seungcheol does radiate sugar daddy tho, ngl)

Fix You || @smileysuh🔞💕💔✅💯💯

↳ “As a member of 53V3NT33N, I have two different states of mind coded into me, aggression and admiration. To love something, to admire it, is to feel aggressive when it’s questioned, to want to control it, if even for a little while- it’s the need to consume it, endlessly, as my fans consume and control me as an automaton. Even though I’m a member of a group, there’s a distance. Automatons can never truly motivate each other because our motivations are based on external human needs, it’s built into us- We can see when humans need us, and we do what we can to fix that need… I know you need me, the way I’ve needed you since I got here.” (god, yall dont even know how much i freaking love their fics. like bro, ily)

Gamers Do it Better || @sluttyminghao🔞✅💯

↳ (listen, just hear me out. tag teamed by the two lord saviors of svt's hhu. i really need like a threesome au/tag or something i swear.)

Hits Different || @hellohannie💕💔✅

↳ it was no secret that you had dated many people in your past. when you were with them, you believed you loved them and they loved you. when you broke up, you realized that they didn't truly love you. but you still believed that love was real. then, you met lee chan. when he broke up with you, you started to question if love truly did exist after all. (i need me some more dino fics cause i barely come across any)

Loving Him Was Red || @boowanie💕💔✅💯

↳ After the café you were part-timing at suddenly closes, you were left unemployed and broke as you tried your best to look for a new job. But when your best friend suggests an alternative way of earning money, you suddenly find yourself falling for a certain Jeon Wonwoo.

Pup Code || @beefboyandbabygirl🔞💕✅💯💯💯

↳ mingyu doesn't have crushes. he likes avril lavigne and sometimes he fucks pretty girls. but you seem to stir something in him that no one else can. without the trusty girl code, mingyu makes his own code to help you fall in love with him. (yall need to read this one. like read it cause i lowkey can imagine him making up his own code ngl. man has no self control sometimes)

Crossing Boundaries || @wonusite🔞💕✅

↳ Seungcheol has always demanded that all of his employees keep professional boundaries, but it frustrates him that his son’s nanny is a little too good at keeping things professional. 

Happy (First) Fathers' Day || @icyminghao💕✅

↳ it’s fathers’ day, but you seem to be more fixated on an event for your newborn daughter, much to mingyu’s dismay.

Made With Love || @icyminghao💕✅

↳ joshua wakes up to quite the commotion, and you’re not by his side.

The Cake In the Back || @toruro🔞💕✅

↳ cheol is a regular at your bakery, and it's all because his son loves the banana bread you make—at least that's what he tells himself. it also doesn't hurt that you're cute. and polite. and totally someone he'd like to fuck.

Roommates With Benefits || @shuaflix🔞💕✅

↳ initially, wonwoo doesn’t think much about your incessant requests to play on his xbox. however, when what was supposed to be a two-hour visit to his place stretches out for two weeks, he starts to think you’re overstaying your welcome.

The Secrets Kept From Roommates || @cheolism🔞💕✅

↳ you are hiding a secret from mingyu. little do you know that he's hiding one from you too.

Broken Pieces || @bluehoodiewoozi💕💔✅💯💯💯

↳ Your friend broke your soulmate's heart, leaving you to pick up the pieces of both his and your own heart. (stop my heart, i cant)

Right? Right. || @bluehoodiewoozi💕💔✅

↳ Your soulmate mark might be broken, but at least he will always be there for you.

Do check out all of the other seventeen fics that i have reblogged as well!!

** if there is any fics that you guys would like to recommend, please do! i am slowly running out of fics to read **

[brokenchainsforgedbonds]

[lost characters as crane wives characters. lets go]

[jack shepherd - know how]

[fundamentally a song about anxiety and not being able to move on, feeling trapped and resistant to let things change even when it should be for the better. jack can't move on, it's a fundamental driver of the story, he always feels like he can't be done with anything.]

[kate austen - easier]

[ive talked about this before but. its literally her. girl who feels like she cant ever find peace staying in one place. girl who just wants to settle down but can never find a way to cure that aching in her chest to move.]

[john locke - new discovery]

[john felt like he was stuck, a sad old man with nothing to live for, just going through the motions without purpose. so, he searches for something to give him meaning, but even when he finds it in the island, he feels like he has to keep pushing and keep forcing on to preserve that sense of purpose, because he has to be moving towards something, or else it was all for nothing.]

[james "sawyer" ford - ancient history]

[okay i really love this one. ancient history's so james core its about a traumatic past that you can't help but let color your existence. like james, the singer feels defined by what's happened to them because of how much it still hurts them. he tries to move on, but he's trapped in cycles.]

[sayid jarrah - the wolf]

[well someone sure thinks they're a monster. the singer of the wolf sees themself as something dangerous and violent, something that will inevitably hurt the people they care about. both the singer & sayid feel like they're trapped in cycles that just hurt themself and others.]

[hugo "hurley" reyes - volta]

[very much a song about mental health. specifically it's about improving, finally deciding to do something about what you've been through. fundamentally volta's a song about hope & making a change for yourself in a way that's super reminiscent of hurley.]

[sun-hwa & jin-soo kwon - curses]

[okay yes i know all the rest of the characters got their own separate songs and all but 1. sun & jin's arcs are so heavily defined by each other in a way unique to them, and 2. curses is so incredibly them i dont want to pass it up. the two struggle to find the words for each other, to be open about what weighs on them and their secrets, to the point it nearly destroys their relationship. but, in the end, the two still stay together, they still try to improve their relationship.]

[charlie pace - the garden]

[the garden is in large part a song about catholic guilt. need i say more? it doesn't matter because i will. charlie feels incredibly guilty over his past and his actions, but struggles to respond to that guilt, instead stewing in self-hate and fear.]

[claire littleton - here i am]

[claire forever feels abandoned. in her flashbacks and by people on the island, she is always left behind by the people she cares about, until she feels like her loneliness is forcd to define her in season 6.]

[desmond hume - little soldiers]

[little soldiers is extremely despen coded. desmond insists that he cares about penny, but fears that after everything, he's hurt her too bad. and yet, him and penny still try, they still put in the work to improve and stay together.]

[aight thats all i can fit for now ill add a part two in a bit]

[zhenni12]

okay I’m making a list

Thisisnotawebsitedotcom.com stuff you can input below the cut (as much as I can find anyways). I’m not gonna say what they do unless necessary.

Dipper

Mabel

mason

Stan-click it a bunch of times. Then click “how he defeated me” a bunch of times.

ford/sixer

divorce/breakup

bill/cipher/bill cipher/llib- Wikipedia page for triangle. I read the whole thing. I thought there would be a code. There wasn’t. rubber hose

love ya bro- picture that Stan drew of him and ford on their boat. On the back there’s a code that says “wanna keep notes from parents and cops? Here’s a note: kings of New Jersey!” kings of New Jersey pacifica

platinum paz

Alex hirsch

wendy

abuelita

waddles

clone/tyrone

Giffany (click multiple times)

weirdmageddon

craz/xyler

mcgucket/fiddleford

disney

mystery

question/answer

love/boyfriend (I feeeeeel like it’s Ariel narrating. Cannot confirm. But it kinda sounds like her.)

reality/the universe

triangle

cursed

curse wittebane

titans blood

tantrum

scalene/scrimbles

euclydia

suck it merlin

lies

sorry

mystery shack

book of bill

gravity falls

season 1/2/3

just fit in

dorito (it will jumpscare you. Just wait.)

baby bill

not a phase

theraprism

death

life

fordtramarine

booberry

blind eye

family matters

axolotl

journal 3

morality

shave your grandma

paper is book skin

even his lies are lies

gun

god/help me

ducktective

tad strange

Toby determined

fbi/cia

one eyed king

pinata

cryptogram codex

disco girl/babba (it WILL get stuck in your head)

portal

that’s just a/theory

you cant kill an idea

Vallis cineris—(from the corner of the room, visible in lightning flash)

forget the past

Hotxolotl

SevenEyes —code reads: “set coords to dimension R34LITY.”

R34lity

ad astra per aspera—(this is from the page that comes up when you click the stabbed book: it’s written backwards and in code. It’s Latin for ‘through hardships to the stars’)

monster

even his lies are lies

well well well being (click multiple times)

naitsuaf

oroborous

elon/gyatt

baaaa —code translated to “black sheep”

black sheep

sorry

dionarap—beware the imposter LOL (also what genius tried paranoid backwards??)

T. J. Eckleburg

tcennoc eht stod

NOW FOR THE REALLY LONG TRAIL THING THAT HAS US ALL STUMPED

riddle—yes—mountain dont—lyre liar—Harold’s ramblings—union made—29121239168518—grebley hemberdreck—rat—34166554—tinsel snake—torture mentally—Xgqrth—333 Sundapple lane, cozy creek, IL, 60714-94611—multilevel mark (which, I will say, was weird, because on the Theraprism page about bills crimes it lists “multilevel marketing” as a crime. Don’t know what’s up with that.)—…who defeated silas birchtree—Emmaline butternubbins—dispense treat now!

and that’s all I’ve got.

[joey-smack]

review of “the end is not the end” by house of heroes for @ismashedkasso666 !!

the cover made me giggle btw

intro - not rating cause pointless ya know

if - i give this one a 9/10 cause i like it a bunch :P. these lyrics making me ponder things too … ESPECIALLY “if you were mine, i’d have the world” cause like word!

lose control - 7/10. i like it, but it doesn’t particularly stand out. “i have no future and i have no past” i fw that haaard.

leave you now - 8/10. for some reason, my favorite part is the bass LMAO. i also want to comment that this album is mixed very well… everything is the perfect volume and sounds very nice. “i can’t leave you now / i got nowhere to go anyhow” luv it.

dangerous - 10/10. i reaaaally like this one. i can’t even put lyrics here cause i love them all!!!! this one is def going on a playlist of mine. i am thanking you for making me hear this.

in the valley of the dying son - 9/10. at first i thought i wasn’t gonna like it but i reaaally do. i like the little solo part & honestly the whole song. literally just “i’m thinking of you” yes dawg i am always thinking of u 🙏🏼💔

code name : raven - 8.8/10. these cats are cookin! LMAO. this one is pretty good, i like his vocals a bunch. “you’re the only reason i stayed” / “i’m on your side until my body drains of blood” this dude GETS it.

by your side - 100/10. i looove a good sappy/acoustic song. this one is good as freak like i’m feeling it for real !!!!! “just to see your face for a moment, i’d cross the ocean again” uhh yeah most certainly … i feel like this guy just stole all my internal thoughts or smthn >_<. this song hurts, but i love it regardless.

journey into space (pt.1) - 7.5/10. i found it a liiiittle boring … don’t hate me pls 💔. it wasn’t bad, tho. the lyrics are a bit repetitive x_x.

sooner or later - 9/10. i like this one a bunch. “we never had a chance but i’m happy we that we tried” DO YOU WANT ME TO KMS!? guh. this one is super super good.

baby’s a red - 11/10. WHY IS THIS ONE MAKING ME EMOTIONAL????? okay listen i feel music harder than literally anything so like. good lird. i love this song, it’s so sweet T-T. “i will testify that i loved you” / “only that i loved you until death” YOU’RE KILLING ME!

drown - 8.9/10. this one is pretty good. “sacrifice your pride to find a new beginning” very, very true…

faces - 9.2/10. siiiigh… again, he gets me. “i only want what’s bad for me” girlll me too LMAO. i can’t properly convey my thoughts here for some reason, but i quite like this one.

voices - 6.8/10. guhh… i didn’t care much for this one </3. it could’ve been better i think.

field of daggers - 8/10. very pretty ^_^. seems religious in a way? i may be a little stupid and interpreting the lyrics incorrectly, but that’s how it sounds. the outro is very nice.

new moon - 8.5/10. “i feel the aching of an old bruise healing” gguuuuuhhhh!!! lyricism is off-the-charts. i am still taken aback at how well this album sounds, i’m seriously impressed.

ghost - 9.8/10. :-(. this one just hurts zawg… sigh. i think it’s a very fitting closing track for the album. i really like his voice, it’s versatile and fits the lyrics well. “i got my freedom, but it feels like emptiness” / “i wanna fade away driftin’ out your life” good lird. i cant even. do u want to see me cry brotha …

WE HAVE REACHED THE END!!! overall, i think i give it an 8.9/10. i did not expect to like it so much, but i really do ^_^! thank you for showing me this, i WILL kiss u on the mouth 4 this cause it is srs great. i hope my review is sufficient 💘!!!

[sannasruins]

blue haired girl

hado nejire x reader

warnings: growing apart, unrequited feelings, abandonment, non-descriptive self-harm, lesbians (the horror!)

a/n: there's a bit of time skipping in this, so i’ve labeled things as their verses in the songs and the years (1, 2, and 3A) + semesters of high school they took place in. is nejire adhd/autistic coded? i cant tell, maybe its because i see the way she is as my normal (adhd) that i cant tell. i'm basing her personality strongly off the wiki bc she really hasn't had that much air time.

word count: 2.9k

inspired by and based on tv girl's- blue hair

Verse 1 - First Semester 1A

You and Nejire met on your first day of high school, class 1A. Both of you had quirks that were more powerful than the rest of the girls in your class, assuming that the two of you thought that you were superior to them and were already looking down on them, they took initiative and distanced themselves from you at the start. This left the two of you with only two options, have no friends, be a lonely outcast for the foreseeable future, or become friends. Obviously, it was an easy choice, and it was nice that the two of you got along well, and probably would have become friends even if you weren’t put in that unfortunate social situation. 

She was a blunt girl, not really knowing when it was the appropriate time, if at all, to say something that she wanted to say. She often ended up saying things that were accidentally hurtful, though if you let her know, she would instantly feel remorseful and apologize incessantly. She wasn’t always sure how to make a joke, often her attempts falling flat, but she was bright, and cheery, and had so much knowledge that she longed to share. You couldn’t help but find yourself smiling at her as you listened to her ramble about the newest thing, she learned that week on national geographic. 

One day, in the middle of your first year, she asked you how to be funny. You were taken aback, and asked her back, “you think I’m funny?” She nodded with a small smile.

You contemplated on how you should respond to her difficultly abstract question, “I don’t think that’s something you can teach.” 

She looked down, her smile falling off her face sent a pang of guilt to your heart. You quickly tried to backtrack, “I think you’re funny though Hado! You’re constantly making me smile and laugh!”. Her eyes met yours, a furrow forming on her brow, you stammered on, “Maybe not everyone thinks you’re funny, but I think that’s true for everyone! You just got to find the people that do think you’re funny and like being around you… like me.” You held eye contact with her despite the bright flush that made its way to your cheeks, ask if you were trying to transfer your conviction over to her.  She brushed off your almost confession with a giggle and a change of topic.

Chorus 1- Second Semester 2A

As you both aged, Nejire started to get more notice than you. Not that you were jealous, you being too enamored with her to care, no, you were just happy that she was getting the recognition you thought she so obviously deserved. It did sting though, when she would turn down your invitations for afterschool dates poorly vailed by you as hangouts. She needed to train though, she would say, and dismiss you with a “next time, okay y/n?”

Sometimes as you left the school building on your way home you would take the long way, past the training fields to watch her for a little bit, training with two boys from your class. You wondered why she didn’t ask you to train with her, to help her. You would never ask though, far too afraid of the answer that seemed to be pulling at the hem of your shirt, demanding your attention. She’s just focusing on training, it’s not like she suddenly stopped liking you. It’s not like she wanted to stop being your friend. It’s not like she was purposely ignoring you. Right?

Verse 2- Third Semester 1A 

The two of you were sitting in a cafe after school, one that Nejire had shown you a picture of on Pinterest and said the two of you had to go for their cute specialty foods. You had gotten a parfait, the cream on top having been manipulated into the shape of a cat, Nejire got a jasmine tea latte, the art in the foam had her swooning and whipping out her phone to snap pictures of it in multiple angles as she told you about her Pinterest page’s aesthetic, you listened along, slightly confused at the idea of people posting on Pinterest like it was a social media but not questioning it. After she had taken enough pictures of both her and your orders, the two of you started on your treats, she took a long sip from her latte and when she placed it back down on the table, she had suddenly grown a distinguished mustache made of foam. It made you smile so hard your cheeks hurt, trying to keep your laugher a courteous volume to the other patrons was exceedingly difficult as she didn’t seem to notice her new facial accessory and was looking at you very confused. In spite of your shakes of laughter you managed to raise a shaky hand to point at your upper lip, signaling to her what you had found so funny. She raised a finger to her top lip, touching the foam and then pulled it back to see what was on her face. Realizing what she had done, her face blushed a warm pink as she quickly grabbed her napkin to wipe it away. You had finally calmed down and noticed that she had missed a little bit on the far edge.

“Nejire, you still have some,” you told her and pointed on yourself where it was on her, picked the napkin back up and scrubbed at her face, but on the wrong side.

“No, other side,” you specified. She again rubbed at her face with the now crumpled napkin but somehow still managed to miss the small smudge of foamed milk.

Not thinking, you rose and leaned across the table, before wiping the white away with your thumb. You sat back down, and without a thought in your head, licked it off of your thumb. 

You noticed her face flush, even more than before, now a hot red; you realized the suggestiveness of what you had just done, and at the same time, felt an explosion of butterflies manifest themselves into your gut. 

She tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear, looking down with a slight smile on her face, and you reddened. 

The two of you sat in silence for a while before she broke it.

“Do you think I’m pretty?”

You didn’t think before you responded.

“Yes.” You hesitated and then added on, “I think you’re really beautiful.”

The two of you fell back into silence.

The purgatory of not knowing how the two of you felt about each other was horrible, but the fear of rejection, not just of a confession but of you as a person, rejecting your identity, kept you in your place. 

There really was no winning.

Chorus 2- First Semester 3A

It hurt, seeing her every day, but not being able to talk to her about anything and everything in the way that you had grown used to. She was part of the big 3 now, she was revered by everyone now, she was strong and kind and smart and now they were all seeing what you had from the start. It was selfish of you, you knew, but you wish they hadn't noticed. 

She wasn’t being purposefully cruel in her withdrawal from you, she wasn’t doing it to be mean, she had just forgotten, she had just been stretched too thin and something had to go. It was still mean though, and it was still cruel.

You felt the loneliest now, so much so it was almost incomparable. Your days now spent in silence, and slowly falling into the motions. School, train, sleep, school, train, sleep, school, train, sleep. With nothing to break the monotony, life became dull, and you were sinking into a different kind of blue, not the blue of an eye like you did when you first saw Hado Nejire, but into the blue of the mind, getting darker, muddier, harder to see what’s in front of you. 

You became more reckless, not in retaliation but due to a slow building and concerning lack of self-preservation. Often throwing yourself into dangerous positions with villains, jumping solo into fights, you had no probability of winning alone, asking for more and more hours at your internship. It kept it at bay for a little while, the numbness, but as with most things, it did not last. You feared you were slowly but surely becoming a shell of your former self.

You needed something more, you needed to keep yourself feeling, needed to keep yourself human, needed to keep yourself. So, you resorted to means you probably shouldn’t have. Flame, blade, burns, blood. You knew it wasn’t healthy, but it was something. 

On an especially hot September day it was odd to see students wearing their long-sleeved winter uniforms, but not enough to raise many questions. One girl asked, “Aren’t you hot?”, but you brushed it off, explaining that you just ran cold. A bold-faced lie to anyone who knew you, but none of them did. 

As you were working on your lesson book, Hado Nejire walked past your desk on her way to the front of the room, glancing down at you, maybe out of habit, she got a glance of lines of damaged skin, some already faded, but many varying degrees of red. She faltered in her step, double taking, confused as to what she was seeing. Not wanting to cause a scene in class or be caught staring, she almost seamlessly continued walking, and if one hadn’t been watching her, they wouldn’t have noticed her split second reel.

She stopped you by the door after class, and when you tried to scoot by her, thinking she wasn’t aware she was in the doorway, she blocked its entirety with her body, staring you down. She grabbed you by the hand and led you to an unused stairwell as you stumbled behind her hastened pace. You didn’t notice it at the time, but she was especially careful when grabbing you, fearing that she would take hold somewhere that would cause you pain, fearing to reopen possible wounds.

 There was a furrow in your brow as you looked at her, wordlessly questioned why she had dragged you there. She turned your arm over, her hand still holding yours, and gently raised your crisp white sleeve, a gasp of dismay escaping her lips as her eyes raked over your battered arm. She dropped your hand only to quickly grab your other one, pulling the sleeve of that arm up too. You were watching her face as she grit her teeth at the sight, her eyebrows pushed into an expression you didn’t know, one you had never seen before even after all the years you had known her. Her head turned and her eyes met yours, weirdly, you thought, they were filled with tears. 

“Why?”

This pushed some button you did not know you had, and an unexpected, hot rage filled you. 

“What do you mean, Hado?” you did not spit her name, but she flinched as if it was filled with venom.

“Y/n…” she trailed off. You remained silent, seething. 

“This isn’t like you, why would you do this?” 

You didn’t answer her for a long time before sighing, “You wouldn’t know Hado, you haven’t spoke to me in well over 5 months.”

“I’m sorry, I-” her words almost a whimper, but you interrupted her. 

“Please, don’t. I don’t think I can stomach it Hado, I think, whatever you’re going to say next, will only make things worse.”

She clamped her mouth shut, her lips in a pale line, and nodded tearfully, before choking out an “okay”. 

Things didn’t change much after that, though she was more watchful of you, you could, at times, feel her eyes boring into you from across the classroom or training halls and fields, and you started feeling a little different, slowing down in your efforts to drive away the numbness, as the numbness seemed to seep away from you. Less and less, you found yourself feeling as if there was nowhere else to go with a knife in your grasp. 

You also no longer prayed that she would make time for you, disillusioning yourself, and realizing that she was not perfect, though feelings as strong as yours don’t just simply disappear due to disillusionment. 

Verse 3- Third Semester 3A

Her hair had been burnt off, now in a blunt bob, and what once had been marred and blistered skin was now just slightly tinged pink. It still hurt you to see though, quietly observing. She was different now, bolder, more self-assured, Maybe, you mused, something had been burnt off along with her hair. You were different now too though, you were better. You had sought counseling, speaking to the trusted hero you were interning under, and they helped you find and utilize resources to mitigate your mental health. You felt lighter, you were still lonely, but you were now a little bit more at peace with your solitude, and less afraid to put yourself out there, slowly becoming friends with the sidekicks at your internship who were just a couple years your senior. 

Chorus 3- After Graduation

Sometimes you would see her on TVs in coffee shops, or in ads in magazines, though if you looked you could find yourself too, maybe not as often, but still there. Both of you were making a name for yourselves in the hero world. 

You had started dating a pretty sidekick from your agency, she was one of the first people you had befriended when you started putting in the effort to get better, she had been there for you through many bad nights, and many more good ones. You really, truly loved her. And yes, sometimes you would miss your first love, but not in a way of current longing, but for a past. You would never leave your girlfriend though, even if you got the chance to go back, even if they told you everything would turn out the way you had begged and hoped and dreamt. Those were no longer your dreams. 

It was in line at a coffee shop that you ran into her. She looked nice, more mature, gracefully slipping into her early 20’s, face less youthful, but still bright with a smile. 

The two of you chatted as you waited for your orders to be taken, and continued afterwards, as you waited for them to be made. 

She was direct in her flirting, touching your arm, complementing you, laughing a little too much at things that weren’t that funny. You did not reciprocate. 5 years ago, if she had been doing what she was doing now, you would have been over the moon, indescribably happy, but now, you didn’t feel much of anything at all. You were flattered, maybe a bit annoyed, but the feelings were so watered down, so muted that you could barely describe them as anything. You were happy to talk to an old friend though. 

“We should hang out some time,” she told you after your orders had been picked up from the counter and the two of you started towards the front doors, “go on a little afterschool date like we used to.” She smiled and winked.

You politely smiled back at her and opened your mouth to reply, when your phone started going off, the ring tone you had affectionately assigned to your girlfriend, playing. 

“Oh, sorry it’s my girlfriend, let me answer real quick,” not waiting for a response from Nejire, you picked up the phone.

“Hey love, what’s up?” You inquired through the phone.

“Are you almost home yet?”

“Yeah, I just picked up your coffee from the coffee place two blocks down.”

“Oh yay! Thank you baby, see you soon, I love you.”

“I love you too.” 

You ended the call and turned towards Nejire apologetically, “Sorry about that!”

You exited the shop, Nejire holding the door open for you, and stood next to her on the sidewalk, close to the building and out of the way. 

“Oh!” you realized you hadn’t answered her question yet, “yeah, it would be nice to hang out and catch up.” This time, hangout had no hidden meanings or crossed fingers. It was purely platonic. “I miss you,” she confessed. Your eyebrows shot up in surprise, you were really never expecting her to say that. 

“I guess things ended up differently, not the way I wanted I mean.” she clarified. “It’s hard seeing you in the news, or in my fashion magazines, but not being able to see you in person anymore. I just… miss you a lot y/n, even though you’ve not gone anywhere.”

You hmm and nod, “you’re right, I haven’t gone anywhere. That was you, Hado Nejire. I’m proud of you, you're becoming a great hero.” You smiled at her softly. She stood, unmoving, looking at you, maybe waiting for something more, but you were no longer the person who would be able to provide that.

“Well, I need to get going before all this ice melts,” you shook the iced coffee in your hands, “or my girlfriend will have my head.”

“Oh, uh, okay” she stammered. 

“Message me! My numbers still the same, if you still have it. You could meet my girlfriend too, I think you’d like her, she’s amazing.”

Nejire nodded, watching your figure as you walked away, bitter jealousy and remorse making their home in her sour stomach.

Hi! I know it may seem like I am romanticizing self-harm in this but I promise I am not. As it is something I have struggled with for many years I am just reflecting my own struggles and thoughts, and trying to represent a mental illness as what it is. That doesn't mean it is something you should do, and if you struggle with it and are tempted after reading, here are some healthier alternatives. Please do not hurt yourselves, lovelies.

[kaletastrophes]

The great Ethan Hawke once said “I’ve always had a thing for Westerns.” I, too, have always had a thing for Westerns. And a thing for Ethan Hawke. And, for the past year, a thing for Pedro Pascal. And next month all of my things are combining into one big thing. A film called “Strange Way of Life”, a Spanish western (anti-western?) about two former friends (lovers?) reuniting after 25 years apart.

To celebrate this momentous collaboration of all my "things" I would like to submit to this website a small collection of Westerns I believe would be helpful to watch before the release of Strange Way of Life next month. I’ve tried to give each film in the list a summary and a small explanation of why I included it in the list.

Some of these I’ve included simply because of how wonderful they are, some because I believe they’re going to inform Strange Way of Life in one way or another, and one because I, no lie, watched it in a movie theater with Ethan Hawke himself at a film festival he put on.

(@the-ginger-hedge-witch hi! I hope its okay to tag you the western queen in this! I thought maybe you would be interested in this western love fest.)

Without further ado:

Westerns I believe would make wonderful companion films to Strange Way of Life:

Red River

How does one delicately say….the scene in which Montgomery Clift meets John Ireland is so homoerotic and so sexy it’s almost unbearable. Have you ever wanted to watch two cowboys compare the weight and size of their dicks by trading guns? Well you’re going to love this film! To put it simply, as a wonderful youtube comment said, “give me one heterosexual reason for this scene. SPOILER there isn’t one!!” Exactly. This film has been hailed in film history for 2 things: the first being that Montgomery Clift burst onto the scene in this movie with a new way of acting (the method) that was so incredible it changed film acting forever. Literally. FOREVER. The second being, this is one of the gayest westerns ever filmed and has been viewed as one of the brightest examples of how homosexuality always found its way past censors. Clift and Ireland were lovers in real life and wow does that come through in every second of this film. Yes, sadly, John Wayne is in this film, but please don’t let this deter you. It’s simply incredible.

Summary: A father (John Wayne) and his adopted son (Montgomery Clift) feud over the management of a cattle drive from Texas to Kansas.

Unforgiven

What happens when one of our greatest Western actors ever, Clint Eastwood, thinks "actually Westerns promote an unrealistic black and white version of history and a kind of violence that is unrealistic at best and actively harmful to our society at worst"? You get THE Western to end ALL Westerns. (Note: please heed trigger warnings for this film!)

Summary: After a sex worker is assaulted, William Munny (Clint Eastwood) comes out of retirement to take one last bounty job and must finally confront the violent and reckless past he thought he left behind.

The Wild Bunch

One last job goes bad trope? Check. Men who have aged just enough they cant understand the modern world that now surrounds them? Check. Men driving themselves to madness after they violate their code of ethics by betraying a friend? CHECK. This film has it all, and it's why its considered one of the greatest Anti-Westerns ever made. And, as I've now mentioned twice before on this site lol, the wine scene in the Strange Way of Life trailer is, I believe, a direct retelling of a scene in this film.

Summary: An aging outlaw gang on the Mexico–United States border plan to retire after a final robbery but find themselves having to adapt to the changing modern world of 1913.

Hud

Paul Newman is HUD! Would you believe I added another Anti-Western to this list?? A father and son fight after their cattle falls ill. Thats the simple summary. My summary: What happens when masculinity becomes so toxic it's like a disease infecting everything and everyone around it? HUD is what happens. This is one of the films I watched at Ethan Hawkes film festival, Paul Newmans West, earlier this year. It's staggering. Hawke has clearly spent a long, long time thinking about Newman, Westerns, and his own life and career. Its hard for me to imagine he didn't carry at least a piece of this performance with him into Strange Way. (Note: please heed trigger warnings about this film as well!)

Summary: Honest and hard-working Texas rancher Homer Bannon (Melvyn Douglas) has a conflict with his unscrupulous, selfish, arrogant and egotistical son Hud (Paul Newman).

The Power of The Dog

ANOTHER gay anti-western?? Yes. YES. One of my favorite films. Loneliness and internalized homophobia destroy, we all know that, but it feels like it's never been said more powerfully or put more fully on display than in this film.

Summary: A domineering rancher (Benedict Cumberbatch) responds with mocking cruelty when his brother (Jesse Plemons) brings home a new wife and her son, until the unexpected comes to pass.

Brokeback Mountain

The film that started it all! Almodóvar famously turned down directing Brokeback Mountain in 2004 because he felt the studio would stifle his vision. “(Strange Way of Life) could be like my answer to Brokeback Mountain."- Almodóvar  What more is there to say? A watch (or re-watch) is imperative.

Summary: In 1963, rodeo cowboy Jack Twist (Jake Gyllenhaal) and ranch hand Ennis Del Mar (Heath Ledger) are hired by rancher Joe Aguirre as sheep herders in Wyoming.

Extracurricular Films

Westerns staring Ethan Hawke:

The Magnificent Seven

In a Valley of Violence

The Kid

The Good Lord Bird (miniseries)

Westerns staring Pedro Pascal:

Kingsman: The Golden Circle

Triple Frontier

The Mandalorian (series)

The Last of Us (series)

Films shown at Ethan Hawke's Film Festival, Paul Newmans West:

The Left Handed Gun

Hombre

Hud

The Life and Times of Judge Roy Bean

Buffalo Bill and the Indians or Sitting Bull's History Lesson

Highlights from Pedro Almodóvar's directing career:

Women on the Verge of a Nervous Breakdown

Tie Me Up! Tie Me Down!

All About My Mother

Talk to Her

Bad Education

Volver

Parallel Mothers

[tomystars]

dissecting episode 1

(under the microscope. im mostly dissecting jaewon hes so interesting to study as a queer person myself, smiles)

ignoring the very first clip which shows waves and someone grabbing someone else... a bit confusing i dont have many thoughts about this.

ANYWAY ! we first see jaewon sitting on a couch in a office perhaps? with an aquarium (we see this again on the intro of episode 2 and if you see the trailer theres a close up of his face on the same place as well) and a women sits down in front of him and asks him what his worries are. now i cant make much sense of her behaviour cause she suddenly starts laughing? but id think shes some sort of counselor. now this could be for 2 reasons: one. he just left the military after finishing his mandatory time and it might be a thing they do? or two some other reason we dont know most likely. TRAUMA shocking i know.

then we have the restaurant scene. we see jaewon talking with his friends but his face changes when his friends keeps talking about how jaewon has a great life and connections and money and everything he wants and i dont want to state the obvious but... thats clearly not the case which is why we can see jaewon upset with the conversation even though he doesnt say anything about it and even forgives his friend... his relationship with his parents is most likely not the best and we can see that by the messages his mom sends and the way we can just see him in front of his gate but not getting inside.

then. their first real scene. jaewon asks jihyun for a cigarette he goes and grabs TWO which surprises jaewon a little bit and makes him happier probably because thats different not a lot of people would do that. they talk but its very casual like and somehow jaewon mentions a "동생" and gets real quiet, as if something had happened with that person. now, its translated as "younger brother/sister" because thats the only english word that it can translate to EVEN THOUGH (and im saying this as someone with very limited korean language knowledge) its not the most correct one because its just a word that people use to call someone whos younger than them (yes siblings count lol). so is he talking about a younger sibling or someone else? who knows.

when his friends grab him to go home he leaves but he isnt expecting for jihyun to just grab his hand and give him a lighter (it was such an intimate scene as well, very queer coded) and THATS what caught jaewons attention. because at first he was just making conversation, but that small moment changed how the path of their futures (hope im not getting too philosophical), and he even stopped and looked as jihyun left.

fast foward next day, jihyun sees jaewon and goes afterhim but loses him and finds the poster for free bird instead (soulmatism i say). and its at this point i realize i havent spoken much abour jihyun so ill start now. we know hes a small town boy, isnt used to such a big city like seoul and is even confused with all this new stuff hes seeing. thats how jaewon and him are different. to me, jihyuns fear is based on unfamiliarity and the unknown, hes still getting to know all these new things that hes never known before and thats why he later mentions that thats the reason he signed up for the surf club. he doesnt really know how to swim but he wants to try and face this new challenge onwards. jaewons fear is more rooted on past experiences and trauma is my guess. he knows who he is but hes scared or hes scared of the result if he tries something. i think its going to start to get better the more he gets to know jihyun and the more he gets comfortable with him.

the cafeteria. jihyuns eating alone and jaewon is suddenly there and thanking him for the other day (he means it. that second cigarette probably was everything to him at that time) and starts to get a bit bold with him, and asking him why he didnt call and at this point there are so many jihyun reactions where you can just tell how this type of relationship is new to him but also how he wants to explore it and find out where it takes him.

we can see that when he meets jaewon again outside the restaurant and says "if we're going to be friends we need to know each others names" and jaewons truly gets a bit paralysed? confused? about it, he wasnt expecting jihyung to say something like that. tells him his name and leaves.

going a bit back, jaewon is at the same restaurant again. why? because he remembered that it was the restaurant jihyuns worked at and he convinced his friends to go inside with some excuse only to look for jihyun but... he wasnt there. things start to go downhill when his friends mention his ex who he wants to have nothing to do with and just wants to forget and one of them even invites her over! some friend he is... jaewon gets reasonably upset (ill talk about what i think happened with the break up on the ep2 essay bare with me), leaves and jihyun goes after him. in this scene i dont think jaewon is upset with him but it was a mixture of a lot of things, disappointment from not seeing jihyun when he was the reason he went to the restaurant in the first place, anger at his supposed friend inviting his ex who he doesnt like and thats why he says "i didnt see you earlier" with this really empty sort of expression.

and lastly, the very last scene. he sits with jihyun for two reasons: be away from his ex but also because he genuinely wants to continue whatever this relationship with jihyun is. it makes him happy and its different and GOOD something that he doesnt have a lot going around his life...

yea... thats it. my thoughts are all scattered but yea lets talk about it if u want i have so much to say still and i want to hear what everyone else is thinking and i also want to mention how much i love this already it was hook line sinker the first episode it. it just feels so raw and perfect and so queer coded to which is why i want to kind of gatekeep it from people who are just watching bc its u know... a bl (will i be persecuted like the witches used to by saying this... hm)

the playlist is so good as well been on repeat for hours

[gutta-percha]

crazy intense dreams last night

it started with me at an old friends house, she wasnt there but her brother was. we chatted for a while then i decided to leave, but the house was huge and i couldnt find my way out. an older woman said 'oh arent you staying for tea? we always have it at nine exactly' i said thank you but declined, then more people started coming and it seemed like they were arriving for a party. i remember walking past them through the kitchen as they were lined up with plates as a woman was unloading things from the dishwasher (?) one of the people lined up, a young lad, spat on the floor of the kitchen as i squeezed past them. i said 'thats fucking disgusting' but no one seemed to notice or care

later, i was alone in a room with a girl who i felt like i knew, but who i cant place now. it was a fancy parlour/sitting room (the house had now become some kind of posh mansion). we were chatting and eventually she said something weird to me, like 'do you think you can make me excited?' or smth, i realised she wanted to have sex with me and i felt awkward and tried to say 'uh, no sorry' she seemed hurt and disappointed so i clarified 'no, youre really pretty but im gay and... yeah sorry if i was leading you on' or something to that effect. she took out a pad and pencil and started drawing, and i saw she was sketching a very detailed picture of a vulva. i said 'wow, thats impressive, i cant draw that well, i normally just shade in an upsidedown triangle' she laughed half heartedly. then an old woman came in and she seemed suddenly tense (her mother? grandmother?), i took the pad and flipped it to a different page and made a show of talking about the other, non-sexual, drawings with the old lady, to the girls relief. i think it was at this point actually that the old lady asked if i wanted to stay for tea... cant remember...

then i met another old friend, my childhood best friend who ive grown apart from now and havent seen in years. we hugged and reminisced about stuff. theres a gap in my memory here, but the next thing i remember is a bunch of other dudes arrived, rough looking guys. they seemed to know (friend) but i didnt know them. friend started acting cold and harsh to me and i was starting to feel uneasy. i got the impression that they wre in a gang together or some other criminal enterprise and that i wasnt welcome in their 'circle'. another gap in my memory, but then i remember them turning on me, getting beaten up, falling over and being told to stay down. we were in some kind of wooden hall at this point, reminded me of the assembly hall from school, but smaller. they were stood around as if they were waiting for something. i was asking them wtf was going on and they were sorta interrogating me in turn. friend was looking at me with contempt, i felt like it was some kind of doublecross. like hed invited me here (?) and pretended to be friendly until the other guys showed up. i gathered that it was some kind of gang thing (drugs? scams?) i remember them looking at a computer screen with, like, h4ck3r code on it. i think they were also involved in like, filming pornos or something too? a woman showed up at one point in some kind of (frankly hideous) burlesque costume with a ridiculously huge curly blonde wig on, being shown to a bed and cameras set up. idk. i was genuinely scared they were gonna murder me or something for finding out their secret. i promised i wouldnt squeal, that i didnt care what they were up to. i remember them all leering down at me. next thing, i was lifted up and set back on my feet. i was stood in the corner with two guys blocking me so i 'couldnt escape' and they continued to make mocking small talk. i contemplated grabbing the one guy and using him to kick off against the other, but i knew there were too many and id just be making the situation worse for myself

then a different guy came in, shorter than the others but seemingly a few years older than us. he was obviously coked up, and seemed to be the leader. picture the mental drug dealer from skins. he, like, looked me up and down and barked questions and orders at the guys. they were discussing what to do with me, it seemed clear i needed to be 'dealt with'. friend was talking to him and said in a blunt matter-of-fact way that he liked having me around for 'nostalgia' and that i 'liked a drink'. crazy guy said something like 'i respect a man that can hold his drink' some other stuff happened, but then basically i was let off the hook. friend stopped being cold and aloof and beamed at me as if this was some kind of initiation. all the guys were, like ,tussling my hair and ribbing on me. it was a very strange contrast.

then i remember being sat in one of those ampitheatre type seats at a cinema. friend was say next to me. i remember seeing an elderly couple sat infront of us, which felt comforting since that meant there were 'normal people' around. contemplated asking for help, but couldnt with friend and his gang around.

at this point i felt like id been there for a few days, and that they were starting to trust me so i wasnt constantly monitored. at the first oppurtunity i made a break for it and took off down one of the halls trying to find some way to escape. as i walked, the building changed and i found myself in a section that was like a school. i barged past a few classes that were taking place, until a teacher shouted 'what are you doing here?' i turned around and in my best old boot impression (real ones know) said 'i dont knooow' the whole class erupted in laughter and i used the opportunity to flee. i saw the drive and gates from the window and knew i was near the entrance. the front doors were wide open when i got there and no one was around so i walked outside, though still worried about being seen. an elderly dog sat guarding the cars and bikes barked at me, but then recognised me and came with me running along ahead. i had no idea where i was but felt that if i coud make it into the town centre i coud catch a bus home or atleast ask directions. then, as i was crossing a road an enormous whale rose over the horizon (even though there was no water around) and the dog ran up its back. i followed, finding it surprisingly easy to hold on; then i woke up.

it wasnt actually like that at all, i tried to go back to sleep and go back into the dream but it didnt work and now ive forgotten most of it.

[iced-souls]

Damn the gravity falls deciphering be getting me into a grind huh

BUT YOU KNOW WHAT ELSE HAS CIPHERS??? (Languages really but—)

ROTTMNT!!!!!!

Ok so i know someone’s probably made a thing like this already considering it’s been a while since both the rottmnt show and movie have come out, but I couldn’t find any with the searching strategy i was using (looking in the google photos section for something exactly 1 time),

So i decided to do the much easier way of deciphering that is struggling to do it myself!!! Yayyy!!!!!

Now the thing i was TRYING to decipher was this thing on the key:

I didn’t actually end up finding it in the end, BUT I DID FIND OTHER STUFF/ WILL TRY AGAIN ANOTHER TIME

And this is the part I actually find more interesting

On this image for the design of the key’s map thing there’s a bunch of krang letters in it

There’s a very blurry version of the krang alphabet, which imma show the image its found on later but point is—

The alphabet is blurry WHICH IS WHY SEARCHING THE ALPHABET THAT SOMEONE HAS CLEANED UP IS GOOD—

NO you’d be wrong if you thought that because I couldn’t find any that had all/ 100% accurate letters to this image, but there were ones that were semi-accurate so

Credit to this post for the clean thing,

looking at the clearer version plus comparing to the blurry but canon version, I was able to put together this

(Note: I forgot to write it but the faded one at the bottom left is a Q)

I don’t know if the random letters/numbers scattered around actually combine to mean something BUT

COWABUNGA

GYYAAAAAAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHHA GOD DAMN WHY DID NO ONE SPEAK OF THIS TO ME

Frickin theories poppin in, PLEASE dont tell me them past warriors *cough* maybe travel back in time turts *cough* signed off the krang with a cowabunga, ITS ON THE RIM OF THE KEY TOO BRO—

ANYWHO, it may say cowabunga on the rim of the key BUT, the code i was trying to get is on both the bottom and back of the key SO

I now have more clear letters of the krang alphabet. There are more on the page where the alphabet is found which you’ll see i also deciphered at the botttom BUT putting everything together I got this:

Presumably. The letters the key design page gives you are all different “letters”, since none of them fully match with each other. Hell it’s probably just some rune/spell thing, maybe even individual words.I tried seeing maybe its simplified versions of the other language? Cant put together any words with that so far tho.. plus the big symbol seems strange to be on its own.

Anywho i’ve come up with 2 things in this, 1 they either said cowabunga in the past or the turtles were gonna go into the past, and 2 i am going down an unintended rabbit hole. Maybe imma try post an alphabet of me own haha.

Ok have fun with this should you not have already known!!!

[hermesserpent-stuff]

for my mysterios apprentice au. right after uncle ben died.

mentions of death and funerals and mourning.

Quentin finds his heart aching. The Parker family had been so kind to him after he had started letting Peter into his lab. May and Ben had even had him over several times and had been kind enough to include him on holidays when they truly had no need to. He has a lovely pair of mittens from last Christmas that he wears when the weather cools. Peter had been his main connection to the happy family, but Ben and May had accepted him easily as another adult figure in Peter’s life.

Now…

Now Ben Parker is dead. A gunshot from a random robber who had fled the scene. Quentin silently stands beside Peter in the graveyard. The skys are bright and clear, almost a mockery of the sorrow that rests on the shoulders of all those standing around. Peter’s eyes are stained red, but there are no tears today. Instead, the teen looks to be attempting to stand strong for his aunt. Quentin feels so useless in the face of this grief. A soft wind blows as the final rights are read and the coffin is covered. 

During the repast at the Parker’s home, Peter vanishes. Quentin goes up to Peter’s room to find the teen frowning down at a notebook, tears falling onto a already dampened page. Quentin knocks on the doorframe and the teen scrubs his face and snaps the the notebook closed.

“Peter-”

Peter looks away. Right. So many well wishes and apologies. The kid must be sick of them. Quentin certainly knows he had grown sick of them each time he had a parent die. He takes a breath.

“Want to make like a tree and get out of here? I have a back to the future movie with your name on it and a piece of coding that has been fighting me for a week.”

He quotes the movie and is rewarded for his efforts with a glance from Peter. The teen hesitates and Quentin breathes.

“Your aunt has a few dozen people to look after her right now. You need to recoup your strength so you can look after her later. Let me look after you today. Okay Peter?”

Peter hesitates, and then seems to come to some sort of decision, hand tightening around the notebook as his eyes grow fierce. 

“Okay.”

It is the last word heard from Peter for a while. 

---

Peter works silently in his lab, nary a word crossing his lips. No smiles or laughter either. Quentin feels so lost. He wants to be there for Peter but is not entirely sure how. Things had started vanishing from his work space over the last weak but Quentin does not have the heart to confront his apprentice. What should he do?

Peter communicates through notes, handwriting slightly shaky. But clear. Quentin would prefer to to hear Peter speak. Whistle. Have any sign of happiness. 

He had called his own past mentor, seeking ideas, but Phineas had simply told him that time and support are the best he can do. There is not a way for him to replace Ben. Or restore the man to life. Peter just needs someone. But… Quentin feels useless. 

Quentin sucks in a breath as Peter leaves that evening, and he notes another bit of scrap gone missing. Alright. This is enough. He has to say something. 

Peter comes back the next day and Quentin sits at his work bench.

“Peter… Stuff has started to go missing from my lab. Not anything that I cant live without, but Id like to know that your taking things rather them just disappearing. I dont mind sharing, but I want to know I can trust you with my tools and supplies-”

Peter’s face pales and twists with guilt and the teen looks away as his eyes get teary. Quentin softens his voice and touches Peter’s shoulder.

“You dont have to tell me what your secret project is, but you can’t… locking everyone out isnt healthy Peter. And I want to help you. But I cant if you dont-”

Peter starts to scribble something, frowns, crumples the paper and stands with a rush. He throws his bag back over his head and then is gone. Quentin tries to stop him but the teen shoves him and the strength of the push is a enough of a shock to leave Quentin on the floor. Shakily, the man breathes and straightens himself. 

Some how he had messed that up. Darn it! He just… He sighs. And then scoops up the piece of paper. And a few of the newspaper clippings that had fallen from Peter’s bag in the teen’s haste.

‘If thou didst ever thy dear father love … Revenge his foul and most unnatural murder.’

His heart beats a little faster. Oh. How had he not considered this. Peter is looking for revenge. He had not thought the Parker’s the type. His finger tap a unsteady rhythm as he considers the idea. No. Revenge was not like Peter. Nor was killing, which is certainly the end result of a revenge for the death of a love one. He would have hoped Hamlet had taught him… Then again to hear a tale and to live it, are two separate things. 

Hamlet had been alone. 

Peter would not be.

--

Peter feels embarrassed by his little storm out. But everything had been so much since Uncle Ben died. He had thought Quentin would not have noticed as he tried to build things up for Spider-man. His little persona that would allow him to get Ben’s killer. It had gotten him into a few scraps with random thugs he thought might be responsible, quickly teaching him that he needed better gear. And some better fighting skills. 

But he had not thought…

Now Quentin must hate him too. Another person lost as he tried to put things right. Maybe if he just spoke… but his voice constantly failed him when he tried. Fear, panic, distress, anyone of those labels could almost fit the feeling that snatched his ability to speak. 

Peter stands at Quentin’s lab door, twitching slightly. He had to try and explaining himself. He hopes…

He pushes the door open slowy, fingers tightening over his bag strap. Perhaps he could convince Quentin to forgive him. He adjusts his false glasses. His mentor turns as he enters and Peter bends his head slightly. There is not a smile on Quentin’s face like normal.  Pain pieces his heart. He is not welcome here?

“Peter. Here.”

Peter quietly takes a binder from the hands of his mentor. He slowly opens it, and is stunned to find that it is full of information about uncle Ben’s murder. Suspects, type of gun used, history of different similar crimes, where the suspects maybe. 

His eyes are huge, looking up through unneeded glasses to his mentor’s eyes.

“I used up all the contacts I could. Im not… I’m not the most connected in the underground, but I had a few people who owed me or owed a friend of mine who got stuff from the police department that wasn't released to the media.”

Peter holds it reverently and looks up at Quentin. A whisper slips out, voice working for once. 

“Thank- thank you.”

His heart soars for a moment. Quentin smiles and then cups his face gently.

“Just… Peter. Vengengece isnt… you. Justice? That might be more your speed. Just- don't lose that Peter I've come to admire. Okay? Take care of that Peter that your Uncle Ben loved.”

Peter feels tears falling at the reminder of his Uncle. With great power comes great responsibility. He is reminded of the words he had brushed off so casually that night. Peter slowly nods.

He presses closer to his mentor with a soft breath. He would hunt down his uncle’s killer. But he is not so sure he wants to kill them anymore. With these powers he now had and this new information, he is more sure than ever of his success. He could do this. 

[bi-hop]

okay youve forces my hand now.

Why ACHESWAN is FARCILLE:

The terrifying ordeal of being known

Falin is Acheron , and Marcille is Black Swan.

A Self-Annhilator, someone whos forgotten many things. And The one who wants to Remember. Dustbringer/Stoneward × Edgedancer/Elsecaller core ! ( the stormlight archive knights radiant order PLSSS look it up i cant be botered to explain rn ) ( at school btw )

Anyway. Marcille who is already a memetic entity travelling to find and collect memories for Fuli, The Remembrance. Aeon of The Garden of Recollection. anyway. this .

Robin is actually more Falin coded but I digress.

Anyway. Acheron is travelling to find and kill The Nihility, the Aeon who Blessed (Or Cursed) her to be THEIR Emanator.

I think . Falin destructive (destructive as in protective as in her being okay with murdering as long as it keeps her loved ones safe but she tries to like keep it down inside her) tendencies fits with Acheron keeping her divine blade in its sheathe because unleashing / revealingit can cause DISASTROUS consequences

Marcille and Black Swan are both curious , studious and believe in Ancient Magic or the Power of The Past . Clinging on memories is all you can do to hope and look toward the future anyway, As Black Swan's mother (whos form Black Swan took by the way, she canonically resembles her mother) (she can shapeshift btw. since she isnt rlly A Physical Person) put it : " Life is akin to a winding labyrinth, where memories serve as our sole companions."

PREDATOR AND PREY IMAGERY 💖😜😚

see, I understand better now (to a degree. I do not go here)

[loversj0y]

Hii, it's me again!

Ok remember a while back I requested night beach with Wilbur?

Doing Night beach again tonight, so can I get some night beach with Tommy?

gosh a night beach with tommy would be so much fun, i dont really write romantically for tommy (i love him but hes too little brother coded to me personally bc he reminds me of my school little brother i had in high school) but as for some platonic stuff

i think about the sleepover vlog with ranboo a lot (mostly because im a big car seat headrest fan, and it irks the hell out of me that i cant find the shirt ranboo wears in the end of the vid) (also mostly bc its such a big comfort to me) but going off his behavior in that

tommy is such a joy man, all big laughs and bits. he has his quieter moments too, of course, but he doesn't prefer them to the sound of yours and his laughter.

he loves throwing pebbles, especially (kindly) at you, and definitely doesnt start a pebble war that ends in him complaining that you hit his face and he might bruise and "how will he impress molly now"

he would also find the weirdest looking pebble and say it reminds him of you. because he's a little shit.

he'd probably make up stories about the things you find that people had left behind. every bottle cap has a story, after all. and he is delighted in the fact that he gets to make them up. if theres put out cigarettes and beer caps, he's talking about edgy fucks like wilbur. if theres crisp bags and soda caps, he's talking about how it's middle schoolers going on a date, but the date didn't end well, so one of them left the remnants because they're crying

(he'd also probably pick up this trash. at least id very much fucking hope so -someone who lives at a beach and gets annoyed seeing even the Tiniest piece of plastic there)

the quiet moments arent necessarily serious moments, either. there's no big admissions, no sharing of childhood regrets. maybe secrets though. the quiet comes in the form of hushed chats about hope, the future, and the good things you've learned to become thankful for. he's always about focusing on the brighter side of the past, citing memories about his friends in class rather than the bullies that tried to torment him.

he'd also try to embarrass the fuck out of you if he saw someone walk past. because. he's a little shit (affectionate).

[fangirlstorycreator]

Bestie!!! I have another Cash request, please🥺 Let's say we're best friends and we live together with our abusive boyfriend. Cash wants to help us leave him and he waits in his car for us but he suddenly gets a message that we stay with our boyfriend but Cash immediately knows that something is wrong because we wrote something we usually don't write . And he comes to save us and fights our ex boyfriend and protects us from him. Maybe with a romantic ending? Take all the time you need Bestie 🙏 I love you. 🖤

Of course bestie, I love writing for Cash 🤗 I hope you enjoy 💚 love you too 💚

Contains: Trigger warning, domestic violence

Every day you wished you could escape, escape this horrible house where you were stuck with your abusive boyfriend. He would smack, punch, kick, burn and push you. There were even times he dragged you around the house by your hair and left you bloodied and bruised while shaking in a corner. You had nothing, no family, no support, except for one person. Your bestfriend Cash. Your boyfriend refused to work so he made you work so he could take all your money, and your job was the only resemblance of freedom you had, if it got you away from a beating for a couple of hours then you would gladly do it. And that's where you met Cash. Cash was a handyman and he had helped you in many of your jobs, because you both worked for the same gardening company. He was kind, and gentle, and never did anything to make you feel frightened. If anything, he was the complete opposite.

As you and him got to know eachother, you discovered you both had so much in common and you got on like a house on fire. One afternoon he moved his hand a little quickly next to your face and it made you flinch, this caught Cash's attention. You couldn't hide it anymore, especially when he saw a bruise you tried to hide under the sleeve of your wrist, you had to come clean. You told him everything your boyfriend does to you, how he hurts you, verbally abuses you and makes it so you cant leave the house or have any money. This made Cash's blood boil, he was going to go to your house and beat him up then and there if you hadn't had stopped him. He couldn't let you stay in that place, being in danger of getting attacked, or possibly even worse. He came up with an idea, giving you his number he said that he would drive up to the house and take you away from there.

You said no at first, worrying about what would happen if something was to go wrong, but Cash was only looking out for you, he wanted to protect you. Knowing that this may be your only chance, you agreed. You had both come up with a code word to text to eachother depending on what may happen. The word 'Cheers' if you could get out of the house safely. The word 'Thanks' if it wasnt quite safe yet. And the final word was 'Sorry' and that was the word you would text if you were in danger. Having this plan in place made you feel like your life could finaly change for the better. The afternoon had come, you were in the house after finishing work. You were cleaning the table against the window, and your boyfriend was sat on the sofa watching football with a beer. As you look out the window, you see Cash's car very slowly pull up on the other side of the street opposite the window.

A little wave of warmth spread through you when you see him sat in the car smiling at you. Cash had told you that once you were away from there, you could stay in his house in his spare room. His house was at least 2 hours drive from hear, so your boyfriend couldn't find you. Especially once you were safely away, Cash would call the police and get him arrested. Realising this is your chance, you straighten up at the table you were at, turn to your boyfriend and say "I've run out of cleaning spray, I'm going to get some more from the kitchen" "Fine, bring me back a beer, or else you can have another bruise to add to that pathetic face of yours" Hanging your head low, you walk past him and into the kitchen, when your there, you try to open the back door, it was always unlocked so this is where you planned your escape. But strangely, it was locked....why was it locked? Taking your phone out of your pocket, your just trying to text Cash, when the hair on the back of your neck stands up.

"And where do you think your going?...." A knot twisted in your stomach, he was right behind you, and he could sence something was up. Having the split second while your back was turned, you texted a one word message to Cash. "I knew something was going on you little bitch! He says grabbing your shoulder, spinning you around and grabbing your phone out of your hand and throwing it against the wall. "I-I-I wasnt doing anything, I swear!" "Shut the fuck up!" As this is going on in the kitchen, Cash is sat in the car getting worried, what was taking you so long. That was when he gets a message through on his phone, a one word message, that read 'SORRY!" "Your trying to leave the house arent you? You dont leave unless I say so!" "No no i wasnt leaving, I-" Your boyfriend stops you answering by punching you very hard right in the stomach, it knocks the wind out of your body and makes you fall to the floor in floods of tears.

"You have really pushed me to far Y/N, everything I do to you, is your fault. You make me do this, if only you did as your told and didnt lie to me, I wouldn't have to resort to this. Get up...GET UP!" You try, but the pain is too much, and because you cant move, his hand reached down and grabs you by the throat. Pulling you up and pressing you against the sink, squeezing at your throat and choking you. Your absolutely terrified, you cant breath. "You did this Y/N! This is your fault! Looks like I'm going to need a new girl to control...its a shame you had to go out this way, but who cares? Noone will care if your gone, your nothing!" Your desperately clawing at his hands, trying to get them off of your throat so you can breath, but hes too strong, and his grip stays tight. Tears run down your cheeks as the fear engulfs you, your vision starts to go dark...were you really about to die? All of a sudden, there is a large crashing noise that startled your boyfriend, it's the front door being smashed down, by Cash!

Cash runs in and sees your boyfriend choking you, and he could see your nearly passed out. He waists no time, he runs straight over, punches your boyfriend in the back of the neck, causing him to let go of you. He falls to the floor grasping onto his neck as Cash stops you falling to the floor and helps you stand back up. Your coughing violently and desperately trying to breath again, you sound absolutely petrified. "Hey hey it's ok Y/N, just breath for me ok? Slow, deep breaths" His hands hold yours, giving you support and you slowly start to breath normally again, but your still shaking, and your throat hurts so much, especially with hand prints around them. Your boyfriend slowly gets back up off the floor, and when you see this, you desperately hold onto Cash and hold him close. "Cash please, please dont let him kill me-" "Shhh Y/N, it's ok, just stay behind me, I promise I'll protect you" Getting behind Cash and still holding one of his hands, your boyfriend looks furious.

"Who the fuck do you think you are?! Get the fuck out of my house, and you, you little bitch, it's time to finish what I started!" "Your not going to touch her, ever again" "Oh really? I think you'll find she belongs to me, shes MY property! Now Y/N, get over hear" You dont move a single muscle, and stay behind Cash. "I said get over hear!" "Shes not going anywhere with you. Y/N is not going to spend another moment with someone who tried to kill her!" "Is that right? And I supose your going to stop me? Eh? Mr white hair?" "To keep Y/N safe, I'll destroy you" Your boyfriend just looks between you and Cash, and he gets angry, trying to reach for you, but Cash grabs his arm, pushes him away and punches him right in the face. "Ooh! Is that all you got white hair?!" Cash throws another punch and breaks your boyfriends nose before he falls to the floor. Then Cash kneels over him and repeatedly punches and kicks him, over and over again. Until he looks like a little ball of bruised covered bloody skin.

Cash is a little breathless when he finishes hurting him, he looks towards you to see if your ok. Your giving him a faint but thankful smile, he had saved you and hes glad he got there just in time. But he could also see you still shaking from fear, he nearly killed her, and what he did to you was unforgivable. Looking back to him, he grabs your boyfriend by the collar and pulls him up to meet his face. "Little rats like you dont deserve to live amongst civilised people, and they certainly dont deserve to do this to innocent women. You see Y/N standing there?" He asks as he yanks his collar up to see you. "This remarkable woman has had to endure endless fear, pain and torment at the hands of you. And that ends today. No woman deserves to be treated this way, especially Y/N. She is the most incredible, beautiful and inspiring human being I have ever met, and she is now under my protection, as well of the protection of my police buddies. Within the hour, they will be hear and they are going to cuff you and put you away. They have the power to keep you behind bars for a very, very long time. So I want you to remember my face when your stewing away in your cell, cold, alone and with noone there for you. If you even think about tying to apply for parole, or try to get your freedom back in anyway....just remember that I will be waiting outside for you...and I will not stop next time..."

He let go of his collar making him hit the floor in a thump, he looks at you comfortingly and says "Are you alright?" "Y-Yeh I'm, I'm ok..." "I'll keep an eye on him hear, why dont you go and get any of your stuff and bring it to the front door" "Thank you Cash" Making your way upstairs and packing up all your clothes and personal items, Cash leans down and reaches into your boyfriends pocket and pulls out his wallet, grabbing a very large wad of money, that you had earnt from work. "This belongs to Y/N, your not going to need it where your going" You get all your things by the door and walk back into the kitchen. "Alright, let's get you out of hear Y/N" He takes a step towards you and is about to put his arm over your shoulder, when you stop him for just a moment. "Wait Cash, just one second" You slowly walk over to your boyfriend on the floor, still in pain from the beating. As he looks up at you, you lift your leg up and kick him right in the face, sounding like you cracked his jaw. "Ok, now we can go" Cash smiles as he leads you out of the house, and you both take your stuff to his car. Once it's all in the back, Cash calls someone on his phone. "Hey it's me, I've texted you the address, come and take him in. Thanks"

"Who was that Cash?" "Just my police friends, there on their way to collect him. This next half an hour is the last bit of freedom he has" He chuckles as he looks towards the house, you however dont know what to think, or how to feel. It must comes out in floods of both happy and scared tears. "Y/N, oh come hear" He slowly pulls you in for a cuddle and your bury your face into his chest as all the emotion pours out of you. It's a couple of minutes before your able to look up at him, tears still staining your face. "I'm sorry Cash" "What have you got to be sorry about Y/N?" "I-...I dont even know. The crying, the whole situation. And for what happened in there. I was so frightened, he was going to kill me and I just-" "Shhhh shhhh Y/N its ok" He rests both his hands against your cheeks, using his thumb to wipe away your tears. "None of this is your fault. Hes not going to hurt you anymore, trust me. Your free, you dont have to live in fear anymore, I'll keep you safe" "You promise?" He gives you a warm smile as he looks into your eyes with such a kind and understanding look. His face gets a little closer to yours, and before you know it, his soft lips are kissing yours. He was kissing you so gently, almost a feather like touch, and yet you could feel the emotion behind it, he was smitten with you, but he also knew to be gentle. "I promise Y/N" You cant help the warm feeling in your heart, it was beautiful. His hand slightly hovers over your neck as he looks at it. "You poor thing, let's get you back to my place, I'll get you a cold compress for your neck. Then if you'd like, we can move your things into your new room and maybe chill on the sofa and watch an film?" "That sounds wonderful Cash, but I do have a question" "What is it?" "After that kiss...does it have to be just a film? Could we maybe...spend some time together?" "Only if your comfortable. I dont want to rush you or make you feel uncomfortable. Is that ok with you?" "Yes Cash, thank you again, you really saved my life in there" "I couldn't let him do that to you, now come on, let's go home"

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A Good Girl’s Guide to Murder review (so SPOILERS SPOILERS SPOILERS!!!)

I guess this part isn’t really a review but is my reaction towards some parts throughout the story(also I tried to label which chapter but I got lazy, sorryy)

andie’s dad using past tense??

pippa impersonating Chloe 💀 lowkey would’ve done the same if I had to

WHO THE FUCK WAS WATCHING THEM WHILE WHY WERE CAMPING?!

THE NOTE?!

SECRECT OLDER GUY?

“that’s why her hair is so big it’s full of secrets” that’s literally andie

naomi is a little sus

I thought andie didn’t have a connection w mr ward why would she be calling him an asshole? maybe dress coded her or smth?

what if Elliot Ward is the secret older guy 😨😨

The note nat put in andie’s locker??? she’s def a new suspect

why are adults messing around w Highschooler andie 🤨😨

noo sals Interview kinda makes him look sus 🙁

hippo pippo 💀

jason bell is so ew

yooo are are andie and max so close? 🤨

drink spiking? hmm suspicious

not andie cheating on Sal 😔

why does max have that photo of andie 😨

Ravi staring howie down and lowkey funny and cute at the same time

RAVI BEING PROTECTIVE OF PIP AWHH

NOT ANDIE SELLING DRUGS

Pip and Ravi breaking and entering 💀

ANDIE BEING AT THE INN A FEW WEEKS AGO?!?!

nevermjnd false alarm

chap 24 - MAX KNOWS HOWIE?! BRO GETS MORE AND MORE SUSPICIOUS AND ITS HIS 2nd TIME LYING

THE PHOTO?

SAL IS INNOCENT SAL IS INNOCENT SAL IS INNOCENT!!!

AWHHH RAVI’S REACTION

THE NOTE ON PIPPA’S LAPTOP?!

I CANT BELIEVE IN SAYING THIS BUT WHAT IF IT WAS HER MOM OR DAD

BARNEY NOOO BARNEY

AWHHH PIP I FEEL SO BAD

I FEEL SO BAD FOR RAVI TOO

YAYY RAVI CAME BACK

PARTNERS IN CRIME ARE BACK IN BUSINESS

ANDIE WRITING DOWN NAOMI’S SPARE SIM PHONE NUMBER?! It’s a clue but also kind of useless

the beginning of chapter 39 was a literal jump scare 💀

Cara did it, it was her she likes Butterfinger that’s all the evidence you need

MR WARDS PHONE NUMBER?! BROOO

MR WARD.

pip you’re so smart i aspire to be you

Omg if andie is still alive that would be so much worse

pips going to the house rn so anxious

mr ward finally got arrested

but the girl upstairs didn’t andie so what happened to andie? did she go back home and die there or smth? fucking max I knew he was suspicious

WSIT SO DID BECCA KILL ANDIE?

BECCA OMG GIRL

SO IT WAD HER WHO WENT TO THE INN?

aint no way she drugged pip

SHIT UP IS PIP GONNA DIE

well obviously not because the series has 2 more books 😭💀

why is page 377 so beautifully written

I KINDA FEEL BAD FOR BECCA

“And don’t tell them the only reason you started this project was because you fancied me. You know, think of a more noble reason.” omg ravi 😭😭

”I’m ravishing. Get it? Ravi-shing. Ravi singh.” that was lowkey kinda smooth though

okay review time

Once I got this book in my hands and started reading it I swear, it was one of the best wild roller coaster experiences I've ever had. Still unsteady, blubbering without nails, baffled, and lightheaded, but yet smiling and thrilled!

FANTASTIC CHARACTERIZATION, FAST AND HEART THROBBING PACING, GREAT-SATISFYING ENDING, GREAT STORY TELLING, AND ATTENTION-TAKING PLOT!

While reading, I had too many questions rushing through my mind.

Who actually murdered Andie? Or is Andie truly dead? Did she earn her fate? For the reason that as soon as we find out more about her, we realize that she is a bully, drama queen, drug dealer, and blackmailer! I wanted to punch her for all of her wonderful traits(sarcasm if you couldn’t tell).

Who allocated Sal the blame? Or did Sal actually do it? He is a picture of a kind, modest, and heavenly man. We think he has been hiding something, though. His friends refused to serve as his alibis and changed their testimonies regarding his whereabouts and when he left from their location. Where hence was he when the murder happened?

Who was threatening Pippa with texts to prevent her digging?

Well, I read the book quickly, and my spider senses didnt work properly until the last few pages, I was unable to identify the murderer or murderers. always being five steps behind the author

It was moving, enjoyable, nail biter, mind bending, surprisingly exciting, satisfying read. I enjoyed every page, every clue, every thrilling moments of this book. I highly recommend it!