#and if it doesn't ... well. i will accept my place in the clown car

[theladyeowyn]

Hadestown // Severance, 2x03 “Who Is Alive?”

[arcadejohn127-9]

ok so,,, *slides u mc idea* (YOU DON'T HAVE TO DO THIS IF YOU DON'T WANT TO!!! I JUST WANTED TO SHARE THIS!!!)

MC that doesn't have any energy during the day, just moping around all tired. But from like, 12 AM to 6 AM, really energized and would go out and do the most Chaotic Shit TM. You know when you just come up with some crack idea at 2 AM? MC every goddamn night. Probably tried making a bathtub fly.

(if you do want to do this, please do the brothers and the undateables ^^)

XD WHY IS THIS ME???!!!!! I'm always so tired and never leave my bed but it could be 1 am and suddenly I rise from the dead and just do random things around the house

Though these aren't chaotic, mostly just the boys trying to stop you as they're tired and want to sleep but you're messing around too much. I tried to base it off my own activities and things that would seem funny - sorry if you wanted something more chaotic but I couldn't think of anything

Lucifer:

When he learned about your strange late morning/early morning shenanigans

He saw it was a way for you to finally get your school work done

Every room - and I mean EVERY - had a textbook from your different class with notes, he goes to bed late so he put them their before he tucked in for the night

He could hear your distress at the continuous reminder of work you needed to do

You knew this was his work so you went to his room

Climbing on his bed and just walked over his body

"Stop it, I'm trying to learn how to replicate the set ups from home alone."

"You can do that after doing your coursework, I'm being merciful with you, don't push it."

You just threw yourself down beside him

Pretending to suddenly fall asleep and began to loudly fake snore

You remained like that whilst Lucifer tried to ignore you

He took this as a sign of war

He was going to monitor you all day if he has to, he refuses to let your bad grades affect their image

But you got bored of snoring and left

He felt relief; his desire to sleep over weighing his desire to force you to study

When you came back with a toy gun you altered to shoot golf balls he knew thing's weren't going well

"The-more-you-pressure-me-the-more-I-won't-study."

You shot at his lower body between each words

This was definitely war

Mammon:

He was sleeping just fine until he heard his car rev up

He bolted awake and saw that his car was on, a string of curses coming from inside

He knew of your weird habit of becoming energised at ridiculous times but he wasn't expecting you to do this

He could tell it was you by your voice

He stormed up the stairs towards his car

"Oi! What are you doing in my car? Go to bed!"

You finally were able to turn off the car, just leaning on the wheel casually as if you didn't just accidentally turn it on

"I'm just cruising~ nothing to see here!"

He wasn't amused

He got you out of his car and strung you over his shoulder, scolding you for being so irresponsible and slightly bragging about how much trouble you'd be in if it weren't for him

You tried to explain you were just pretending to drive but you saw the keys still inside and got curious

He just threw you on his bed and held you, hiding his blush in his pillow

You let him fall asleep but when you tried to escape it ended up with your shoulders in a head lock and your ass stuck in the air

It seems your productive night has came to an end

Levithan:

It was a fifty - fifty chance that levithan was awake or not

But Lucifer gave him an earful about staying up late as it's effecting grades

So you betted he was asleep and your desire to game and wonder aroulnd his room set itself in motion

What made it awkward, was when you came in you heard a suspicious girly moan come from his headphones

You both just stared at each other, unmoving

"Uh- this isn't- this is just a dream, this is definitely not happening."

You checked out the game he was playing; recognizing it to be a dating sim he's been following the development of

You just nodded, shuffling over to his set up

"Scoot over dream levi, I wanna see the hot babes."

He got even more embarassed; face completely red as you sat on your player 2 chair

You put your hand on his, forcing his finger to click the mouse and watched what was happening on screen, listening to the loud music from his headphones

Luckily, the voice acting was just suspicious - like most animes - and it was a fairly cute game

You did end up swirling around in your chair aroulnd his room

Both of you coming up with strategies to get the best girl to like you

Though, too much moving and spinning made you and the chair fall over

You bonked Into his bathtub, your ribs squishing against the rim after the trip

Levi let you make all the gaming decisions to make up for it

Satan:

He planned to have some late night reading, hoping it'll make him tired enough to actually sleep

He found you sitting on the floor in the library

Torn books and littered paper was surrounding you

Then he noticed the paper stars and cranes pouring out from your lap as you froze mid fold

"That's....a thousand stars and cranes - where did you get all this paper from?"

"......the books belonged to me before you assume anything!"

He slowly nodded

He wasn't a fan of the destruction of books but they were yours so he couldn't say anything

He felt odd just leaving you in the barely lit library

Just folding paper who knows how long

He asked if you were hungry, guessing you've been awake for a long time

You just shoved paper into your mouth and began chewing

He was horrified

You immediately spat it out, cringing

"that was a bad idea.... that was gross."

He's going to get you food

When he came back he felt more energised; walking around will do that for you

So he decided to just stay with you whilst you folded the many pages of your destroyed books

It was around 6 am when you finally yawned; Satan fell asleep already

You looked at the fire place, your tired brain screaming for arson

He woke up as he heard your fits of poorly muffled giggles

You were throwing your stars in the fire as you sat a fair distance from it

When you threw the cranes, accepting some didn't fly far enough and didn't burn, he asked what you were doing

"It's survival of the fittest, only the strongest cranes survive in this paper world."

Asmodeus:

You were already in his room, you've been sleeping in it almost all day

So when you finally got out you looked around, spotting the makeup kit he got in a sponsorship

He lets his brother's or you use it as it's a spare

But if you touch his stuff; you will perish

So you decided to use that one, practising all sorts of looks and tried not to laugh when you made yourself a clown

You decided to stay in the clown makeup and go into his practice room

What was his practice room?

Well, he hates exercising Infront of people as he'll be sweaty and his hair will get ruined

So that's where he goes but the real magic was the pole in the middle of it

You felt a spark of inspiration

Looking up tutorials on your phone on how to pole dance

It did not go great

You were sliding too fast

Falling over and when you tried to spin, you would just get stuck

"I love you but if you keep disturbing my beauty sleep I will throw you out the window."

He was grouchy; his hair was barely smoothed out and arms crossed

You hugged the pole you were slowly sliding down; a long loud screech coming down

You definitely felt like a clown

"Sorry- you look handsome already so is there really any need for beauty sleep?"

He blushed, agreeing he was beautiful before giving you a "I will end you" smile

You got the hint, flattery wasn't going to work

Perhaps your pole dancing adventures can wait

Beezlebub:

He was aware of your strange energy burst at night, you were talking about it with him the other day

He's been wondering if he would ever spot you and tonight he did

He found you in the kitchen

Just chipping away at the frost on the top of the freezer trays with a small knife

He crouched down behind you, picking you up

Beel let you sit on his thigh and began to eat anything he could get his hands on

Meanwhile you were aggressively stabbing the formed ice

"Why are you doing that?"

He grabbed a handful of the ice chunks that fell from your stabbing

"Not sure what I want to do tonight and the build up was bothering me."

He didn't need to know anymore, just nodding and letting you do your own thing whilst he ate

He cleared out the entire fridge in no time

Letting you eat anything you wanted whilst you were hard at work

He noticed one part of the ice wasn't giving it to your stabbings

He just gripped it and easily broke it off

You thanked him and ignored how he was able to eat the big block with breaking it

Whenever something was too stubborn he would just break it off for you

It went on like that until you were satisfied

You closed the empty freezer and turned to your assistant

"Good work, but I'll need your help again, I can't reach the top cupboard and I know it's big enough to let me sit in it."

He got to eat more so he had no issue, helping you get into the cupboard once he was done clearing it out

Belphegor:

You were so energised yet you couldn't think of what to do

You put a spell on you to stop you from feeling pain and began to let yourself roly-poly down the hallways

You penciled rolled abit too fast at one pointand ended up thumping down the stairs

You were thankful the spell worked

It got to the point you just kept rolling around until you couldn't anymore

You padded the broom closet

Immediately doing a double take when you noticed a body In the darkness

You went over and turned on the closets light

"is there a reason you're sleeping in the broom closet?"

Belphie was grumbling, trying to hide his face from the light

He glared up at you for disturbing his sleep

"Is there a reason you're rolling around the house?"

"Touchè."

You ended up dragging belphie around the house

You felt like you committed a crime and it was fun

He was fast asleep and you were bored

You dragged him by the ankle and tried to keep his body from banging into anything along the way

You ended up bumping into Beel, he was looking for his twin, and he noticed you were dragging him

Belphie slightly woke up, waving at his brother before going back to sleep

Beel carried the two of you back to the his bedroom; hugging you both

If it weren't for these warm beefy arms you would be free! Free to terrorise all the shadows in the room

You gave up your night activities when even Belphie wrapped an arm around you

UNDATEABLES↓

Diavolo:

Dia was sneaking around the house, hoping not to run into his butler

He didn't want be to be sent back to bed

He was planning to have a light night snack and see how you were going

He knew you were always doing something during the nights, it surprised him when he found out because you were always in bed whenever he saw you

He checked your bedroom and didn't see you in your bed

Suddenly, he noticed a pile of black by his feet

He saw you, scrunched up on your back with the little D's covering your body, all hugging you

"oh! I almost didn't spot you under there, are you alright?"

"I'm great~ you should join me."

The little D's You were able to scratch were purring in their sleep

He found the sight adorable as he crouched down

"I'm teaching them to love me so they can willingly become armour for when I take over the Devildom - we'll be like the rat king!"

He just quietly laughed; the prince helping you pet and scratch the little D's

He agreed you'd make a good ruler

Though he had to force himself to be silent as you started chanting whispers of 'You will be my armor' and 'rat king'

Decided to leave you and your brain washing, going to the kitchen like he intended

Though when he walked past your room again you and the little Ds weren't there

He found you in his room, pouting and dangling off the chandelier

He helped you down, asking what was wrong

You told him the little D's banished you from the cuddle pile because you kept trying to make them move as one being

He patted your head and told you you'll become the overlord some day

Barbatos:

"Why are you making pudding at 3 am?"

He already knew why, just like he knew you were here hence why he visited you

But that didn't stop him from asking

He knew you liked it when he showed his intrigue in things even if he already knew about them

"my hands demand to CREATE- oops sorry - hopefully that didn't wake anyone."

He was always surprised to see you up and about during the nights

He was always the one looking after you in the morningsa; making sure you ate and had a drink

Whilst you just laid in bed, always barely awake and unmotivated

He stayed with you, watching over you as you made your pudding

Making soft spoken discussion as he guided you through any steps you seemed to become hesitant in

You ended up making 10 batches of pudding

Barbatos eating a few whilst he watched you

When you grew bored of pudding making you ate the cups he didn't eat

Saving a few for lord Diavolo in the fridge

He complimented your pudding, telling you that they were very delicious

You felt proud; having a spark to make more food

He told you what would be best during this time of night and helped you

Though it did end up with the both of you covered in flour and barb slipping on a dropped egg

You both thought it was best to clean up and stop for the night

He was very embarassed he made a fool of himself

Solomon:

He didn't expect to find you in his working space

He knew you would be awake but didn't even think of you doing what you're doing right now

"is there a reason you're drinking my potions like their shots? I must say this is rather interesting - how many did you have?"

You wiped your mouth, your hiccup coming out as exploding bubbles

You looked at the small glass viles, and saw ALOT of them empty

More than you realized

"uh- 3?"

he just chuckled, reading the notes you made

The notes was recording what each potion did to you

He was thankful you remembered this was his safe batch

Unknown to him you in fact did NOT remember and was having a Russian roulette game with them

He sat with you, making a cure for your explosive hiccups

You happily drunk it and felt better

He laughed more when he saw your scribbles; drawing what happened to you

Solomon will be making you his potion tester from now one so beware

Simeon:

He was an early riser; awake by 3 am and usually did some writing or watched TV until he got tired again

He had a mug of tea, shuffling through the dorm

He's hung out with you plenty of times whilst you cure your late night boredom

But he was surprised when he saw you in the living room, mini flashlight in your mouth and scrubbing the floors with a sponge mop

"Oh, you don't need to clean - that's very sweet of you but don't you think it's abit early to do this?"

You looked at him, semi blinding him with the flashlight

Immediately took it out of your mouth and apologized

You agreed it was but you wanted to do it as you've been meaning to for the past week

He just nodded, letting you do your own thing whilst he enjoyed his drink

But you suddenly felt awkward; no longer wanting to clean now that someone was in the room

You made your way over to him, climbing on the coffee table and jumping onto the sofa

He was curious on why you weren't doing your thing anymore

"dunno know, just feels awkward when people watch me do stuff."

He suggested leaving you be, saying he'll stay in his room

But now you felt bad because he wanted to rest in the living room

In the end, he helped you clean and you both fell asleep in the bathtub, cuddling up with towels working as padding and a blanket

Luke:

You liked creeping Luke out

It was fun, so far you've convinced them that you're a type of demon that watches bad children whilst they sleep

But really you just wanted to feel like a cryptic, sitting in the corner of his room on a cupboard

It wasn't long for him to wake up from your staring

"I'm going to tell Simeon if you keep staring at me."

You wanted to laugh; he really was a child

Luke wasn't aware that you were a night owl, he just assumed you were always tired and sleeping

He liked to help you around the house and look after you when he could

It almost made you feel had

Almost

He's been extra stubborn about liking the Devildom to the point he's Been insulting his friends and trying to push them away

"Luke, you've been very bad, pushing your friends away just because they're a demon isn't good - embrace your friendships."

You weren't amazing at changing your voice but it seemed to work on him

He complained that it wasn't right for angels and demons to be friends

But you quickly reminded him what this whole exchange program was about

"you have been chosen to help fix the divide between the three realms, just hang out with the people you care about or I'll eat your toes!"

He immediately got scared, scrunching into himself and only peered slightly out of his blanket

He made you promise to leave him alone if he made up with the demons

You agreed, feeling bad for disturbing his sleep but thankful your plan worked

[razzle-zazzle]

Imagine Dion takes the place of the mc from Subnautica. I wonder how he would react to everything, especially the leviathans lol. Any hc's?

Okay okay so. I've had a lot of thoughts on how to do this.

Originally, I approached the idea with the same mindset as the Terraria crossover: isekai a bunch of characters onto 4546B and not let them go home until the game is completed.

But a major theme of Subnautica is the isolation; a big group, while it would lend itself well to shenanigans, would undermine that. So I felt that I should tighten the group, then, down to two or three or one. And of course the self-indulgent creature in me immediately gravitated to my favorite trio (Dion, Morris, Gisu) and came up with a lot of shenanigans based on that idea (Gisu trying to bring the fabricator and other tools home to study, Dion having any interaction with the reapers, Morris coloring all of their vehicles the most obnoxious color combinations he can think of, clown car seamoth, etc).

Except,,,, the world of Subnautica and the world of Psychonauts are vastly different. Just throwing characters from one world into another could definitely be fun, but it just didn't feel right???

So the obvious conclusion would be a fusion; Psychonauts characters who grew up in the world of Subnautica, who grew up with the context of Alterra and space travel and everything else going on. This would mean no "post-PN2 Dion is thrown onto a water world and has a Terrible Time", but it would make the most sense, story-wise.

But that opens another problem. What makes Dion all that different from Ryley, then, in this hypothetical AU? Oh, sure, Dion would have a much different temperament, but a Dion who grew up without a lot of the context from Psychonauts that shapes his character, who grew up familiar with Alterra technology and safe enough around water to get a posting on the Aurora—it could be hard to really differentiate him from a stock protagonist.

With all that said, I'm still a self-indulgent little creature at heart, so:

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Alterra doesn't accept minors. Not for off-world postings. Not for dangerous jobs or long hours.

At least, they didn't when Dion was younger. Now, though—

A poster advertising a new program for teens on the notice board at the office Dion interns at, Alterra's logo front and center. Dion passes it once, twice, thrice before he caves and looks it up.

(It isn't a scam.)

But it isn't like Dion can go for it. It costs credits to apply, and he has responsibilities here. And the Aquatos are cursed, anyway, when it comes to space travel. Dion's grandparents left the planet, and look what happened to them. His great aunt was never really the same after her return—or so Dion's father has always claimed. Dion wasn't alive for the Valermo Incident—his father was barely even a teen, then, young and small and disbelieving in curses.

But the truth remains that Lucrecia gets worse every year. The truth remains that his father spends just as much time tending to her as he does working; that his mother has to split her time between her job and her children. The truth remains that what they earn isn't enough, even with the weekly shows, and the Aquatos won't be able to afford Lucrecia's medical bills for much longer.

On-world postings pay well enough—

But off-world postings pay so much more. The credits paid for even the most basic off-world posting would cover the medical bills at least.

(Last week, Raz ran off to see the office of his heroes, convinced that going on his own would be cheaper than waiting until their parents had enough saved up for a birthday trip, and somehow got away with it. They'd tracked him down after a week. After a week of Raz somehow being employed, after a week of worry and stress—

If Raz, the snotty little ten year old who always bit off more than he could chew could do it, why couldn't Dion?)

Dion can work his little office job all he wants; it's never going to be enough. He can do everything he can within the hours he's allowed to work, between all his other responsibilities; his wage will never change. Not until he's older. Not until he's eighteen.

Dion has always looked older than he is—it's something he's always shared with his father. He feels older, too, sometimes, when the extra responsibility of being the eldest settles in his bones. Family friends always comment on what a respectable young man he's becoming, on how mature he is, how old he looks and acts—

The work study program haunts him. Earn credits, keep up with a few classes, go into space—.

The Aquatos are cursed when it comes to space travel. Dion's parents would never give their permission. He should just stay here, stay home, and be a good son.

Dion fills out the forms anyway. Turns in his two weeks at his job. Uses his meager allowance on the application fee, and tells his mother it's a form for higher wages when he asks her to sign her permission (Not technically a lie—it'll pay better than what he has). Dion runs away—(traitor, some part of his mind whispers, the family's supposed to stick together, what are you doing)—and manages to get a posting. It feels unreal. It feels like he's going to get caught immediately. It feels like he might actually be able to do something to help. It feels like a rush and a chilling dread all at once.

His first posting doesn't amount to much—he's a member of the nonessential systems maintenance crew, on his first ship. A glorified janitor. But he works hard, and he sets aside his earnings to send to his family (later, when it's been long enough that they can't stop him). When the ache in his chest flares up and homesickness takes him by the shoulders, he reminds himself that he's doing it all for them. He's earning credits for the family, and they'll have one less mouth to feed in his absence. He's doing it for them.

(Some small part of Dion, the part that marvels at the vastness of the cosmos and the brightness of stars, knows that that's not entirely true. He's doing it for them, for Lucrecia and Mom and Dad and Fraze and Raz and Tala and Queeps, but he's doing this for himself, too.)

Three months pass. The opportunity for a new posting arrives. A transfer to a new ship—the Aurora—and a promotion to nonessential systems maintenance chief. It barely means anything, just a little extra pay for a lot more work.

Dion takes it, and prays his luck continues to hold. Nothing's gone terribly wrong yet, and he hasn't been found out, either. Maybe everything will work out.

(He should have known better. The Aquatos are cursed.)

[fanficgirl104]

Writing prompt: "Do you want me to leave? "

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Adrien noticed there was something wrong with Marinette. She wasn't as joyfull or bubbly as usual, she looked as thought she was bored.

When he tried talking to her she answered his questions shortly and didn't try to make conversation like she usually does. Also, she didn't even statter once.

At first he thought it had something to do with him, but he noticed that she didn't even talk to Alya. Even Chloe didn't try to make a witty remark on the bags under Marinette's eyes. She had stayed quiet, which is unusual. As though she understood what was going on.

During last period Adrien remembered who Marinette would actually talk to. A certain black cat who liked visiting her from time to time. When school was finally over he looked over to Marinette to see her gathering he things and leaving with her head down.

He grabbed Alya's shoulder before she left. "Hey, do you know what's wrong with Mari? " He asked and Alya frowned "No. She won't tell me. She keeps saying she is fine even though it's obvious that she is not and won't let me help. Sorry Adrien she won't talk to me. I don't know why. She even asked me not to go over to her place." Adrien nodded sadly and let the redhead go.

His bodyguard walked him to the car and he could not stop thinking about Marinette. He has known her for a little more that three years now and even thought he still loves Ladybug very much, he learned to get over her and move on. That was when the sweet girl with the pigtails, a girl he considered one of his best friends, his every-day-ladybug, as he once called her, made her way into his heart.

He was visiting her as chat noir and they would talk and talk for hours. They would look at the sky and the stars. She knew a lot about them, something he recently found out, they would drink hot chocolate and share a blanket when it got cold. She would comfort him and make him feel loved and accepted for exactly who he was. Not the perfect model and shy friend everyone else thinks him to be. But the funny, adventurous, clown he really is. She would even laugh at his silly cat puns sometimes.

He thought back to the first time he realised he was in love with her.

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It was just a normal day at school for him. No akuma attacks, no sudden explosions or anything of the kind. Just a normal, boring school day when he heard Kim talking to Max.

"Oh please! Ladybug is doing all the work, Chat Noir is just a useless idiot who makes mistakes and hold her back." He said naming Adrien's biggest fear. That he was useless, that Ladybug didn't need him. That he was holding her back. That he was vulnerable.

He looked around to find Marinette looking a second before realising smoke from her ears. Face red, if looks could kill Marinette would have tortured, brutally killed, brought back to life and killed him again. Alya was holding her arm like if she let go Mari would attack Kim like a rabid dog.

"I mean what kind of idiot almost gets his partner killed, and himself?! He is the worst partner anyone could have. He only brings bad luck. She would be better off without him, or she should at least look for a better partner." Kim said chuckling. Adrien wanted to crawl away and cry like a stray baby cat who had been hit by a bus and survived.

He almost missed the blue-black haired girl that was making her way to Kim angrily.

"EXCUSE ME?!?! WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?!?! LADYBUG AND CHAT NOIR ARE EQUALS IF NOT HE IS BETTER!!!! HE MAY HAVE MADE A FEW MISTAKES BUT SHE HAS TOO. HE HAS SAVED HER LIFE MULTIPLE TIMES PUTTING HIS AT RISK WITHOUT HESITATION!!! SHE MAY BE ABLE TO PURIFY THE AKUMAS BUT SHE WOULD NEVER BE ABLE TO DEFEAT THE VILLAINS ON HER OWN!!! SHE WOULD BE DEAD THE MOMENT SHE EVEN TRIED TO TAKE THEM DOWN ON HER OWN!!!!! HE IS AN AMAZINGLY KIND PERSON WITH THE BIGGEST HEART, HE IS SINCERE, HE IS GENEROUS, HE IS BRAVE, HE IS THE GREATEST PARTNER SHE COULD HAVE EVER ASKED FOR!!! SHE IS THE ONE THAT DOESN'T DESERVE HIM!!! SHE WOULD BE NOTHING WITHOUT HIM!!! IT IS SAD HOW EVERYONE IS LOOKING AT HER WHEN HE IS THE ONE GETTING THE HITS AND RISKING HIS LIFE TO SAVE US!! SHE WOULD BE ABSOLUTELY NOTHING WITHOUT HIM!!! AND DON'T YOU DARE SAY ANYTHING LIKE THAT ABOUT HIM EVER AGAIN!! YOU DON'T KNOW HIM!!! "

Adrien was sure the whole of Paris had heard her. He could stop smiling and blushing at what she had said. Did she really think that. He was close enough to hear Lila day something like "Of course trash likes trash. The most useless person on the planet would of course like the useless superhero. " He was so close to hissing at her. Like she had insulted something of his. But since when did he consider Marinette his?

He passed by her house that night to find her on her balcony curled up in a blanket holding two cups of hot chocolate. Waiting for him.

"Hello purrr-ncess. How are you in this lovely day? " He asked making an overly dramatic bow. She rolled her eyes at him playfully. "Why it had been great my kind knight. " She slightly bowed her head at him playing along.

He sat beside her, taking a sip, looking at his feet. "So, I was passing by your school.. And I heard an argument you had with K-a guy. I've been meaning to ask. Did you mean all that princess? " He hesitantly asked. Marinette turned around to look at him. She put her chocolate at the small table and cuped his face with both her hands making him look at her. "Of course I did. Every word." He averted his eyes "I didn't think I would actually matter to someone that's all. "

"You matter Kitty. You matter to a lot of people. You matter to me. " She said making him look at her shocked. He noticed how her eyes where a piercing blue in the moonlight, impossible not to notice them sparkling. Her eyes sparkle when she talks about something that she loves. He saw how her hair looked almost midnight blue when light hit them. He saw her smile. A smile that was for him. A smile he said to himself that he wanted to see everyday.

She kissed his cheek and hugged him. He felt his pulse quickening, he felt warm and at peace. Like he wanted to hold her forever. To freeze time. That was when he knew. He knew that girl was a criminal, she had stolen his heart.

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With Marinette

"I'm tired Tikky. I'm so so tired. I can't do this anymore it's too much!! " Marinette was sobbing on her bed. She was just so sick of everything. Having to deal with school, being ladybug, being a guardian, having to lie to everyone around her. She feels like she lost her entire life. It has been three years! She was 17 going to 18. She feels as though her life ended three and a half years ago. She has lost her sleep.

Tikky was trying to comfort her any way possible but all Marinette wanted was to be left alone. On top of everything she had to deal with moving on from Adrien and her broken heart, her newfound feelings for chat noir, her «break up» with Luka and getting fed up with all the romance crap.

She was still crying softly when she heard someone tapping on her window. "Princess? " She heard Chat's voice. She remembered he promised to come by. After a minute without an answer he knocked again. "Princess?... If you don't answer in the next minute I'm coming in." He said.

Tikky begged Marinette with her eyes. She could almost hear the creature saying 'you need to talk to someone.'

She heard her window open. Apparently it had been a minute and he was worried. He thought something had happened to her. He saw her curled up on her bed her back facing him. "Princess?" He asked.

"Chat don't-dont look at me.. " She already felt insecure and her, well, maybe, crush seeing her a crying mess was not something she liked. "Why princess I bet you look beautiful, like you always do." He complimented. She didn't know that he actually ment it. That he thought she was the most beautiful girl he had ever layed his eyes on. That every time she had her hair down during the nights he visited it took his breath away every time. That he thought she had the most beautiful smile that could light up an entire room. That he thought everything about her was beautiful.

He went closer to her bed while she hesitantly turned. And slightly sat up not looking at him. "Really? " She asked. She felt like such a little girl. Vulnerable. She felt disgusting like she was fishing for compliments. She is ladybug dammit. She doesn't need anyone to tell her she is pretty.

He cuped her face the way she had that night. The night he knew. He looked into her eyes and whispered "beautiful." Her slightly red nose and puffy glossy eyes gave away that she was crying. Yet he thought she looked amazing. He wiped her tears and placed his forehead against hers "what's wrong princess? " She started crying again and hugged him tightly.

"In just so tired chat. It's just too much. The responsibility is too much I can't deal with it. Everything is in the air! Nothing is in order. Nothing has a program. I am 17 and a half Chat! I've been doing this for three and a half years!! I've been lying to everyone for three and a half years. I'm saying I'm fine but I'm not chat. I'm not at all. I just want it all to stop. I just want to be alone.I can't do this chat. I'm not strong enough. "

Chat felt something inside him break. The girl that he thought was one of the strongest people he knew just broke into his chest. He didn't know what she was talking about him but he didn't really care. She would tell him when she was ready. Part of him wanted to comfort her. To keep her in his arms and let her know that it was okay to feel like this. But after the words 'I just want to be alone. ' he could help but think he was included so when she broke the hug he had to ask.

"Do you want me to leave? "

She looked at his through her lashes she didn't speak for a moment and he got nervous. He didn't want to leave her in a state like this. "No. No I don't. Please stay.. " She said. She looked tired. "I am. " He reassured her "when was the last time you slept? " He asked "I actually don't remember. " She answered and automatically yawned.

He layed her down and cuddled her. "Sleep princess. I am here now. " He whispered. She rubbed his chest making him purr. How did she know exactly how to do that? He would not find out. And frankly he didn't care. All he cared about was the sleeping girl in his arms. The girl he once thought as just a very good friend. Now he felt like an idiot. All that mattered was that she was in his arms. He would do anything to help her feel better. He didn't care about the cost.

He only cared that he was asleep with the girl he loved.

If only he knew she felt the exact same way...

[partywithgyu]

It's Nice To Have A Friend.

☁Member: Choi Beomgyu.

☁About: One shot. Friends to Lovers. gn!reader.

☁Genre: Fluff. A little angst too.

☁W/C: 1970.

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"I don't want to," whined baby Beomgyu as he hid behind his mother.

Encouraging Beomgyu to make friends was a task. He would want to play all the time just not with others. The little kid didn't feel the need to have a friend. His mother knew better. "Why not? Go make a friend. It's nice to have a friend." "No. I-" "Then no playing. Let's go home and study."

Studying was the worst, to him. So, a few glances, to and fro from his mother to you, later he sighed. He made up his mind. Making a friend was way better than going home and studying. 

He made his way to your little self, building a sand castle. Around you were your toys, colorful. He really liked the idea of playing with you now that he had seen the toys. Kids are simple minded after all. He just stood there, waiting for you to look over. You were too busy, filling up the bucket with wet sand. He watched the way you turned it upside down, then lifted it. There was a beautiful sand castle. "Wow. That's awesome." You looked at him, smiling. "I know." You seemed nice enough to let him play with your toys. He smiled. "Hello. I'm Beomgyu."

"Hello. I am y/n. Nice to meet you," you introduced yourself on your first day at the new elementary school. The students replied to the greeting. The teacher said a few kind words. Then, you thanked the class before heading to the bench your friend had saved for you. The one you had spent your evenings, building castles with. 

The stories of fighting, dragons and mythical creatures you two could act out sometimes. Once they seemed silly, you two turned to other games. Mostly, you guys would play hide and seek. To him it was great to have your fun company during the breaks. "We'll have a great time," whispered your friend, Beomgyu. "Yes," you said excitedly. It was always fun to play with you. You just made him so happy. He would even walk past your hiding spot, pretending to not know you're hiding there, just to watch you smile proudly later. 

Proudly you smiled, when you managed to get yourself to speak to another classmate. He was a cool kid. So, approaching him seemed rather difficult. To Beomgyu, it was unnecessary. He didn't like the way you looked at the other boy so fondly as you spoke to him. You held onto your bag, nervously fidgeting. "Goodbye," said the boy. "Bye. See you tomorrow," you waved. As if taking your attention away from Beomgyu wasn't enough, he had to wink at you before showing a peace sign. Gosh. Beomgyu wished he was as cool. If he was cool, you would be crushing on him, he thought. Then he questioned to himself the reason. It was easy to jump to the conclusion that he perhaps had a crush on you. It didn't seem like a big deal to him. It was normal to have crushes, he had been told. Waving your hand before his face, you spoke to him. "Earth to Beomgyu." 

"Earth to y/n," he said as he waved in hand in front of your face. It was during middle school, that you had been asked out on a date only to get stood up. The guy was an ass, your bestie had warned you. Like a fool, you ignored the warning. No wonder you were sitting by yourself in the café, zoned out. 

"I told you," said Beomgyu. You sighed. "I know you did. I just didn't expect him to not even show up. He asked me out himself," you started saying to the boy who took a seat before you. "I showed up," he stated. He did show up. He always did. You thought about it, while he went through the menu. Beomgyu always showed up whenever you needed him. He was there for you all the time. On days when anxious thoughts took over you minds, you would text him. He wouldn't reply to them immediately if he was busy but he would always take his time to read them. He would reply to everything so well. That's because he cared. He never failed to show how much he cared. "Do you want the regular?," he asked, gaining your attention. "Yes." 

He knew you so well. That's the reason, a week later, he could tell that something was on your mind. He didn't know the reason but he knew that he didn't like seeing you like that. When you went over to the arcade with him, he could tell you weren't as excited to play the games. He didn't want to force you to speak up. So, he waited. As expected, you did speak up, once you two were out of the arcade. "Beomgyu," you said slowly. "You'll be my friend even if someone I don't get along with asks you out, right?," you asked nervously. 

It was during break time that you learned about a rather popular classmate's crush on your bestie. It was weird for you because you never really thought of Beomgyu not being your friend at some point. He was always there when you thought of the future. "Who likes me?," he asked you, curiously. "Why? You'll ditch me for a hot person?," you asked him. He stopped walking when he saw your face. This was the first time you had acted even a little possessive. He liked this. "Never," he said with a huge smile. "You're stuck with me forever." A big grin could be seen on your face too. "As annoying as you are, that sounds good." 

"Told you you're stuck with me forever," stated Beomgyu with a smile. He recalled the statement he made, on this day as the two of you received your college acceptance. "Wow. I can't believe you both are going to the same college too," said his mother as she kept a plate of snacks on the table before you. You were seated on the couch. "Thank you for the snacks," you said to her. The churros looked delicious as always. Often, she'd make them for you. She smiled at you. "I should thank you. He studied hard because of you. I thought he was joking when he said he wanted to go to the same college as you," she said, making blood rush to Beomgyu's cheeks. Well, that was a plan. It was something you had told him during a late night text chat. He really put efforts to be with you. 

It took efforts to gather the courage to hold your hand while walking past the group of cool kids from your class. There were many amazing people in the college he had gotten to know about. Often, he found himself wondering why you would still spend time with him. Not like he would have it any other way. You looked at your hand in his, confused. He never really held your hand while walking. The expression on his face was so casual. "What happened?," you asked him. "What?" "We never hold hands while walking," you stated a little awkwardly. "Right. It's very cold nowadays. I think we should hold hands," he reasoned shyly. You noticed the way his ears turned pink. Taking it as a sign he developed feelings, just like you had for him, you smiled. "We should. I like it." 

 He refused to hold your hand on the night he got into a fight. It wasn't you he fought with. It was an annoying classmate, who always picked on him. Still, he was a little annoyed at you for some other reason. "I just didn't know what to say," you explained to the boy who didn't even seem to feel bad about ignoring your hand. You were speaking the truth though. 

The two of you were at a karaoke party with your friends. It was something you guys enjoyed doing. Since there were many of you, you were bound to get carried away in conversations with other people. That's what was happening, when a girl came in to let you and your talking buddies know that there was a fight outside. You rushed out to see Beomgyu being held back. The situation really was a little overwhelming. 

"You didn't even stand up for me," he retorted as you two continued walking to his car. "I didn't need to. The fight had been diffused," you explained. "You didn't hear his comment when you came there?," he questioned. The two of you stopped before his car. You had indeed heard the other guy's comment. "God knows how y/n even deals with you," he had commented. You ignored it. Well, another friend had told him to shut up before dragging him away. So, you didn't even have to. "I didn't sit and argue with him but I came to you, right?," you explained. "Why would I care about that clown when I had you to care about?" 

He didn't say anything as he got into the driver's seat. Once seated in the seat beside his, you turned to him to talk. "Seat belt," he reminded, cutting you off. You sighed as you put in on and then turned to him. "Listen. I know he's a jerk. That's why I didn't care to respond to his comment. All I care about is that you know that you're precious to me," you explained to him softly. He turned to you on hearing you call him that. He liked it. He liked the idea of being precious to you. "I am precious to you?," he asked, as warmth collected on his cheeks. "Yeah. I idiots like you are rare. I meant that. You're like a unique breed of an idiot," you explained with clear panic in your tone. You were trying to cover up the feelings you had expressed. He frowned. "Dummy," he commented in response. 

"You're precious to me too," he added. "That's why I didn't like it when he said that. I don't want you to get tired of me." He looked straight ahead as he let you know about the fear. "Beomgyu, I won't. You matter so much to me. Can't you tell I am in love with you?" The confession made him gulp before turning his head to face you. You bit your lips nervously. "You love me?," he asked in disbelief. You nodded. "I understand if---" "I love you too." You let out a breath you didn't know you were holding. It took a few seconds to let the confessions sink in. Then, there were the biggest smiles on both your faces. "Wow. I mean, that was scary. I was like what do I do if he doesn't like me," you went on. 

He leaned forward to place a kiss on your cheek only to be held back by the seat belt. "Ah. Damn it," he muttered. You could only laugh at that all thanks to the adrenaline. "Why are you laughing?," he pouted. You just shook your head as you pressed your lips together. "I--. Let's just go home," he muttered as he started the engine of his car. Soon the two of you were on the road. That moment was beautiful. There were people still on the street. The city was awake. The lights around were pretty. Prettiest to him was you. You, the person he had been falling for, loved him back. It was magical how happy you made him.

"Mom was right. It's nice to have a friend."

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[6knotty6thotty6]

So a couple of months ago, I saw a YouTube video that was an audio recording of season 5, episode 6 of Bojack Horseman, “Free Churro.” In the episode, the main character, Bojack Horseman, spends 20 minutes giving a eulogy at his mother’s funeral. There’s one big problem though, his mother was an abusive bitch. His eulogy is him trying to contemplate what she meant by her drying words, “I see you,” and whether or not she loved him. As someone who has a dead parent who was abusive, this is probably my favorite episode of any show ever for how much it helped me understand my feelings. The comments section is filled with people sharing their pain with their abusive families, but one comment stood out to me above all the others by how raw and relatable it was. This comment was by a YouTuber named Moonstruck. At the bottom of this post is a link to her channel. Please support her. After reading this, she deserves a million subscribers. Also please watch Bojack Horseman. (I corrected some of the grammatical errors to make it easier to read)

Disclaimer: Child abuse, bullying, trauma, and mental health:

Moonstruck: 

This is a great monologue, but one part of it, in particular, really caught my attention was the 'grand gesture' bit.

When I was a kid, I read this book called "Chicken Soup for the Soul." There's a shitload of them. I don't remember which particular one it was. I hated the whole series because it's just someone profiting off a bunch of other people's stories rather than trying to write their own, in my opinion. 

Anyway.

This one story that I remember, the ONLY one I remembered,  was sent in by a little girl. She wrote about how her father never told her that he loved her. He never once, in her whole life, said the words "I love you." I don't remember her mom being mentioned, maybe she was dead; it doesn't matter. The point is her dad was basically an emotionless asshole. Well, one day, this girl gets sick. Really sick. Possibly on her deathbed sick. She wrote that one day she woke up to find a necklace sitting on her nightstand that had a pendant that looked like her dog. She said she held it to her heart and cried because that necklace said all the things her father never had.

I thought, "What a load of bullshit."

A cheap trinket doesn't make up for years and years of emotional neglect. Anyone can buy a thing and toss it your way. Hell, he didn't even hand it to her himself, just left it there for her to find if/when she woke up, then left her alone again to possibly die.

A lot of people say that actions speak louder than words, in cases like political protests and shit. While that's true, scenarios that this that girl are different. Gifts can never replace the words, "I love you."

When I was a kid, my father never told me he loved me. My mother didn't either, but she's a whole other kettle of fish. I would say 'my biological mother or father,' but I never got adopted ones, so who gives a shit. Anyway. My father was rarely around, and when he was, he just spent the entire time fighting with my mother and leaving again. He would do and say anything that could get him to spend less time in the house with her. With us. I can't blame him. If I could've left during those times, I would have. I tried more than once. I even earned the nickname 'runaway' from a family friend because of it. 

I was told that I was worthless as early as I could understand words. I don't know what it is about me that set my mother off, but she HATED me. I was always told how expensive I was to keep alive and how I wasn't worth it. If I dared ask for anything, she would remind me how much she spent just to keep me from starving to death and that it was too much already. On the rare occasion I was given something, it was so she could use it as a threat. She was like, "Sure, you can have that toy horse since we got your sister a real one, but you better behave or we'll give it to her and let her break it." Or "Oh, fine, we can keep this dog as a FAMILY pet (NOT YOURS), but if you do something we don't like, we'll take it away and kill it." 

Oh, yeah. I have a sister. She’s cut from the same cloth as our mother. I don't consider any of them family anymore. She was two years older than me. She was the "we should have stopped while we were ahead" kid. Anything she wanted, she got. 

"Mom, can I have an award-winning horse and expensive dressage lessons?"

"Sure!"

"Mom, can I have a car?"

"No problem!"

"Mom, can you pay for my ballet lessons?"

"Absolutely!"

She was the golden child. The one that could do no wrong and wasn't a mistake. Even after she totaled her car, got arrested for an underage DUI, and got pregnant three times in high school, she was still the good one. I never even asked to go to school dances, parties, or go out with the one friend I had. My sister liked to see me in pain. She'd tell our mom that I did things just to get me in trouble. Whether it involved blaming me for things she did or fabricating stuff, she'd say whatever it took to get my mother to beat me while she watched and laughed. Oh, yeah, our mom was BIG on physical punishment. I've been whipped with everything from a riding crop, a wooden paddle, spoons, and especially belts. Anything that was close at hand when my mother got irritated, I've been hit with it. 

At one point, my sister had three tall, beautiful show-worthy horses. I was allowed to keep a sickly old pony for all of a week before she was taken away, then I'd get called ungrateful for asking why we had to get rid of HER instead of one of the horses. Even though my mother said it cost too much to keep them all. With horses being obviously too rich for my blood, I asked for something cheaper, and for once, I got it. I was given a baby goat that one of our neighbors' goats had abandoned for being too weak, and they didn't have time to raise. I loved that goat. I bottle raised him, and named him Ben. He was my best friend for a while. When he grew up, he got so big that I was able to stand on his back to grab tree branches and pull them down so he could eat the leaves. I walked him on a leash like a dog every day. I loved him so much. My mother had me enter him in a show, and we won ninth place! I was thrilled to have something to show against my sister's collection of dressage show ribbons. I finally had proof that I could do something right! Sure, the prize money was taken away from me, but I still had Ben.

But Ben didn't come home with me after the show. It turns out he was sold to a slaughterhouse because that show was for meat goats. I didn't know until he was already gone. Of course, my mother punished me for being upset and even forced me to write a thank-you card to the people who bought his meat. 

My mother was always like that. Anything I loved was used as a threat. I eventually accepted that loving anything was a waste of time. I learned to detach myself from my feelings, and I got really good at it. I can completely turn off my emotional reaction to anything. One time I had to put down one of the egg-laying hens at work that got too sick to save, and I felt nothing while bringing down the ax. When I lost out on a job that could have changed my life, I told myself how stupid it was to hope for anything good. Any positive emotion I felt got me punished, so I learned to feel nothing at all. To this day, I still have trouble feeling things, even when I want to. I'm taking pills now, and they help, sometimes. 

I've had several suicide attempts. I keep a box of razor blades in my desk just to have them close. I got a tattoo of a heart with rainbows on my wrist. Partially for LGBT solidarity, but mostly to remind myself that there is still beauty in the world. I still struggle with wonder if I actually believe it or not. 

I've tried so hard to be a good kid. I never partied, never drank, never smoked even when the chances were there, and I would have greatly loved anything to make the pain stop or even just dull it a little bit. I was in the gifted and talented program at school and was able to graduate at fifteen. For a while, I was sent to a children's home where I was passed around to many people I didn't know, including a clown who I may or may not have actually been related to, until I eventually wound up out here where I am now. It's all pretty hazy, and the details get scrambled. 

It's been 10 years since I've had contact with my mother and sister. I can't even keep in touch with the one friend I had, even after I lived with her. She's tried to reach out to me, but I just… can't. I try, but I can't. Sometimes, I can almost pretend that my past wasn't real. It's just a hazy fog that isn't really there. I want to believe that if I don't allow something, or someone, who was part of that past, someone tangible and real, into my life again, then the fog will go away. This is why I can't do it. I know I'm a terrible friend. Ariel, if you're reading this, I'm sorry. You're better off without me in your life anyway. 

I typed all of this out because sometimes, about fifty dollars or so shows up in my PayPal from my father's email address. I don't know if it's from him or from her using his email, but it doesn't matter either way. The point is I know my mother is the one sending the money.

I know my mother likes to think she's a good person. She went to church every Sunday, and probably still does. She organized a lot of church events and participated in every church function. I had to be an altar server for several years until I aged out of it and was in the choir. She kept going to that church even after the priest got drunk, called me many horrible names in front of everyone, and was revealed to be a pedophile that raped a little boy at gunpoint. She probably still goes to that same church and organizes things. She likes being in charge. She likes having people look at her and say, "That there is a good person."

But are you, though, Mom? Are you really a good person? Were you a good person when you hit me? When you lied to me? When you laughed with my sister about how much I got hurt for things I didn't do? Were you a good person every time you told me you'd kill my cat or leave my dog at the pound? Were you a good person when you sold Ben to be eaten, knowing that I loved him? Were you a good person when you made me read "A child called It" and told me that you'd start doing the things in that book to me if I didn't behave? Were you a good person every time you told my father I was a liar whenever I tried to tell him what you were doing to me? Were you a good person when you told me I wasn't worth the cost of being alive? Were you? 

Fuck you, Mom! Keep your fucking money! A necklace on the nightstand isn't enough. A trinket can't heal years and years and years of abuse and hurt. You can't hide these scars under dollar bills. I hope you die alone. I know I probably will, but I don't even care anymore. I lost the ability to care thanks to you. You can't make up for the things you did and the things you didn't say now. Too little, too late! 

[movienotesbyzawmer]

April 10: Rocky II

(previous notes: Rocky)

When this movie came out I was a little kid living in Northern California, and we used to go to huge drive-in movie complexes that had like six screens. No matter what movie you were watching, you could see other movies from your lot. I don't remember which movie we were watching at the time, but I remember being distracted by a nearby screen showing Rocky II. I totally watched the ending in suspense. It was eventually on cable a lot so I was able to see it for real, but still like 40 years ago.

Anyway, I wonder if this movie will have the effect of dulling the charm of how the first movie ended, so climactically and with appealing suddenness.

Also, is this the only one of the first four movies that doesn't have a rollicking hit song emerging from its soundtrack?

Stallone famously wrote each of these movies all by himself, and starting with this one he is the director of a bunch of them as well.

Same kind of intro with the fanfare, except the music sounds very clearly, to me at least, to not be playing on real horns. I think it's synths. "Modern".

We're now just watching the end of the first movie. We get to relive the intense experience of seeing Adrian's face in closeup closing her eyes for one and a half seconds. The drama.

The whole first five minutes is the whole last five minutes of the first movie. That's weak. Cheap.

Then the whole opening credits follows, and it's following the ambulance that's taking Rocky to the hospital because of all the punchplay. Not a good use of this time. But more importantly: are they going to address the eyelid situation.

Rocky and Apollo confront each other in wheelchairs in front of the press at the hospital. They're still fired up.

After Rocky gets out of the hospital he rambles a lot and it's like an amateur improv scene where he's figuring out on the spot some things to say about where they are. He gets the idea to have Rocky propose to Adrian, then when she accepts he does a Tarzan wail. What a cheeky clown that Rocky is.

His eye seems fine now.

0:18:20 - the a cappela street musicians are still at it, still not very complex with the harmonies. Isn't Sylvester Stallone's brother a singer named Frank, and does he look like the guy in this scene? I bet it's him.

I'm pretty bored of this movie so far. It's like the people were clamoring for an answer to the question, "what happened after the fight", and Stallone's enthusiastic answer was "just regular stuff like you'd guess!!!!!"

Oh my. It's their wedding night and they talk like dumb, uninspired newlyweds and then kiss, and it's like the director, who remember is Stallone, directed the two of them, one of whom is also Stallone, to perform slow, exotic lip dancing and no one told him that's a thing called kissing which is normal and common.

Rocky has some money now so he and Adrian are looking at buying a house. The realtor is all "this whole place is supported by solid steel" and Rocky is all "yo Adrian that would be a great spot for a radio". It's like porn stars that have been told to ad lib for a few minutes in the beginning of the scene. Except that we aren't about to be rewarded with porno.

0:28:05 - Adrian is pregnant! They talk about it. They talk about it in small talk. "What if it's a girl" "Oh a girl I didn't think about that can you imagine".

So one of the adventures of post-the-first-movie Rocky is that he gets to do a commercial. They show the filming of that and that it doesn't go well because of his Rocky personality. And the next scene he has realized that he needs a white collar job so he's at an employment agency office and asks for a job where he gets to sit. But he's not a good fit there. So he goes and gets a job at a butcher place. He promised Adrian he was done with boxing so now we have this boring part of the movie which isn't short enough.

Okay it's definitely going in a direction of not-boxing-is-sucky-for-Rocky, because he lost the butcher job and had to sell his car to Paulie. He said "it's a great car, buckle up for safety!" Do you think Stallone actually scripted that line or did he improvise it and the director, who you may recall is also Mr. Stallone, thought it was really good and kept it in

0:46:30 - He goes to visit Burgess Meredith at the gym. BM is not helping Rocky's morale, tells him he's washed up POI-manently. He begs for a job doing menial tasks at the gym and BM tells him everyone will think he's a loser but okay. Stallone does okay looking humble about that.

When he comes in to the gym everyone is laughing at a very stupid editorial cartoon in the local news publication, it shows Apollo doing harm upon Rocky-as-a-chicken with the ingenious caption "APOLLO CREED VS THE STALLION CHICKEN". It was clearly "STALLION CHICKEN". That does not make any sense.

BM was easily persuaded by Apollo's cockiness and so he then shows up at Rocky's nad easily persuades him to accept the rematch deal. Feels like movie formula but at least it's about to be less boring.

I like BM's voice.

They're doing a thing going back and forth between Rocky training and Apollo training. Apollo's is going better, partially because his facility is kind of luxuriously spacious. Then they stuck a scene in the middle of that of Adrian working at the pet store all preggo, but having trouble lugging a weighty thing and listen my friends, I think Talia Shire acting is not good acting.

We're in a long sequence that's about how Adrian had the baby prematurely and she slipped into a coma or something, and it's made clear that she had health problems because she was stressed out and overworked because of the heavy things at the pet shop and the husband who went back to boxing. Big old guilt trip taking up a lot of the middle of the movie. Adrian is in a coma. They don't show the baby. It's all just sadness about comatosity of Adrian.

But! She eventually wakes up! And after the first ever conversation they've ever had about what to name their newborn son, Adrian inexplicably changes her tune and tells Rocky she wants him to win. "Win!" That's what she tells him. Then she says it again. Stallone writing, Shire acting, what more could you want.

Now an upbeat training montage that's more hopeful and he's obviously high energy. He must be hitting the punching bags better because just look at how confident he looks.

1:29:35 - It is the sequel to the famous running montage from the first movie. The inspired updates include a new recording of that same song but with children singing "flying strong now" or whatever, and also children following him on his majestic dash to the steps of that municipal facility. Someone probably said "do the running scene again just exactly like in the first movie", but no. Stallone was not satisfied. "We will change it a little," he proclaimed. And lo.

Oh I hope there will be a sequel to the shot of Adrian closing her eyes for considerably longer than a blink. Do you think when people stop her on the street they're like "do the eye close thing do the eye close thing! My friends will all ask if you did the eye close thing and I need to tell them yes she did I saw it and it was even better in person"

We're at the fight now. It's about to start. It's all going as expected. I truly believe that everything will be okay.

Before it starts, Apollo tells Rocky, "you're going DOWN". So maybe it will NOT be okay after all…

Seems like the shots of this fight are not as varied or interesting this time, and they're relying more on the announcer commentary telling us what to think compared to the first movie.

Now the obligatory montage to show us the rounds moving forward and them still going at it. Not the same style as the first movie, but whatever it's working fine. I'd maybe watch a boxing match if it were shot and edited like this so that it's just ten minutes.

I swear I remember seeing this imagery from across the drive-in way back in the 70s, I don't care if you believe me or not it's the truth.

Look, I know I don't know nothin' 'bout boxin' but it seems like you're supposed to use your forearms as shields kind of, and Rocky doesn't do that like at all.

The dialogue is telling us that Rocky is maybe losing going into the final round. I wouldn't have thought so… thanks dialogue!

"YOU'RE GOING DOWN" repeats Creed. Such writing I tell you. Rocky II - A Film By Sylvester Stallone.

I will never forget the carefully choreographed climax of the movie. They both crumble onto the floor and the one-to-ten countdown all slow-like as they maybe try to get back up and Apollo doesn't and Rocky barely does so he is the new world champion. Then the last couple minutes of the movie is the same basic energy as the first movie. It's like the first movie's ending was a template and they just replaced a couple of things.

They kept making more of these movies! I'm going to keep watching them! I'm going to do this notes-about-them thing!

(next: Rocky III)

[stormylix]

Dog jealousy

Words:2k 

genre:Fluff

Warning:None.

Berry is normally good dog but when you get into Chan life and started to spend more time with him.Berry changed she started to be aggressive always growling when you are around, she started to pay extra attention to Chan and didn’t let you touch her.You sweared that she didn't like you but what if there was something else behind it..

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It was a beautiful day,the sky was a light shade of blue and the birds seem to enjoy the sky.When you finally stopped looking at the sky and focussed on your path, you felt your body colliding with somebody else.The both of you fell to the ground.“i'm really sorry! I should've watched where i was going,are you oka-”He didn't quite finish his sentence. With mouth half wide open and wide eyes,Chan stared at you.God,you were the most beautiful girl he had ever seen.

He smile at you and his dimples instantly enchant you.You two didn't know what to say so you stayed silent looking at each other.Chans laugh bright the world .”Do you have anything you need to do now? if not perhaps can i invite you for cup of tea” you shyly smiled “maybe” that time you didn't know your new friendship will once bloom into something beautiful.

Chan was cuddling with Berry her tail moving in sign of enjoyment.Berry was the cutest dog you ever seen but whenever you tried to step closer and pet her she always pushed you away.You watch them from afar your heart melting at your view seeing Chan being happy is enough to make you smile. You didn't know when you fell for Chan maybe it was when he showed in your house in 3am when you cried  over your crush reject,he showed how much he cared and you was thankful for him.

On other side Chan’s heartbeat was faster as well he knew that he loved you since he first met you,you was someone he deeply cares about.Your love,kindness,caring and bright personality make him fall for you even faster.He lived for every moment with you and wouldn't exchange you for anything. When you find someone special you never want to lose them.

he stopped caring about Berry and his attention was on you.Chan come sit next to you on couch,he leaned closer to you and whisper into your ear “I seen you checking me out do you like me that much” he smirked,you froze and blushed.When you didn't pay attention he started to tickle you.You broke into unstoppable laughter “Chan stop!” you say through your laugh “Never!” He chuckle.Berry looked at you two,barked and left room.Chan didn't pay much attention to that and looked back at you “it's late let’s get you home”  way to your house you two talked and talked and before you know you stand before your house.

Chan scratch his neck in unsure “i was wondering if you have a free time tomorrow..ehh do you want to go on date with me?” Chan blushed,you smiled and kissed his cheek “did this answer your question?” before he could wake up from his thoughts you was already home.Chan was leaving with big smile on his face and with blush on his cheeks.

Next day you wake up with smile remembering what happened yesterday  you thought it was just dream but the message on your phone tell you otherwise ;Be ready around 7pm im going to pick you up.i can't wait to see you; you fell back into your bed finally your love could be relieved to the world and most importantly to Chan.

it was your lucky day everything you did goes extremely well.Your day goes fast and it was time for your and Chans date.You showered,made your make up and dress up in sweet flower dress,second after you finished someone ring on door.When you opened Chan stand on *second* side in suit with bouquet of roses.You gladly taken them and get them into vase.

It was time for you two to leave but Chan stopped you ”Can i blindfold you? i really want this to be surprise for you” you agreed and Chan blindfolded you,he took your hand “I won't let anything hurt you,im here by your side.You don’t need to be scared darling.You trust me right” he kissed your temple.You trusted him with your whole heart. Chan tell you every little thing he did and that makes you feel more safe.You've got into his car he helped you with everything,you smiled at him even though you couldn't see him.

Chan was driving for quite some time,he finally stopped the car and helped you out.When you was safely outside the car Chan takes your hand “This is our first stop are you ready?” he takes down the blindfold and you see where you are  “an Aquarium?” You smiled lovingly never knew that this would be the first place in his mind “You really surprised me with this” Chan didn't know if you liked his idea but after seeing your eyes light up and smile he was sure you going to love this “It’s going to be fun,lets observe some fish”.

You two go inside first there was transparent underwater tunnel with so much beautiful and colourful fish that you didn't know where to look first. “Oh my God there's Mandarinfish! and on this side is Clown Fish and can you see this one is French Angel Fish!” You run around looking like a happy child and Chan absolutely loved this side of you,he didn't even questioned from where you know what type of fish that is.You showed him every different fish you seen “CHAN LOOK!” You yelled before showing him a fat fish who was staring at you.You laughed as you leaned your head on his shoulder “this is amazing Chinnie”.Chan laughs at the fish and playfully tried to punch it to not stare at you “I'm happy you like it” Soon it was time to go but before you leave Chan bought big dolphin plushie for you. “Lets go to the second place i want to visit with you”He lovingly said.

You was surprised that he thought about more than one place.You really wanted to know where he takes you but Chan just smiled at you “there is this special place I wanted to go with you” When you get out of his car you go into Park but on one special place there was a lake and in the middle was blossom tree and all the memories comes to you.”This is the places we see other for the first time,do you remember?”He softly laughed

“You changed my life to better I don't know what would i do without you”He brushpiece of  your hair behind your ear and leaned closer his eyes focusing on your lips.When his phone ringed.Chan apologise and accepted upcoming call “Chan you should come home,we have some problems with Berry and i think you are not going to be happy..” Chan was surprised he thought what bad could Berry do,with calm in his voice he answer “Hannah i can't come now,you need to deal with it by yourself” Chan eyes was focused on you again “So where were we?”You felt his breath on your lips and it made you crazy. His arm was wrapped around your waist, while the other was on the back of your neck. "Finally, i can do this" his low voice send shivers down your spine. At final, his lips connected with yours.He kissed you passionately,he deepen the kiss.You melted into the kiss.His tongue slips inside your mouth, gentle but demanding, and it’s nothing like you’ve ever experienced.Your fingers grip his hair, pulling him closer.When you kissed your veins throb and your heart explodes.You have never wanted anyone like this before.You was determined  to give your all to Chan,you wanted his touch his love.

Chan leaned away you both instantly missed that connection.He smiled and started his speech "We have been friends for some time now.Not one day has gone by without my thinking of you. And when I do think of you, the biggest smile comes across my face.I feel warm all over, and my heart skips a beat whether we're on the phone or just in the same room. Love, just looking into your eyes makes me remember the first day we met. i often think about what you and I have been through, I see that I can only love you more and more with each passing day. You're my inspiration each and every day. You are what keeps me going when I just want to give up. You are my reason for living. I wish you could feel all the passion and all the love that I carry around for you. You have won my heart and soul.You have won it all.I always wanted whole world not knowing that my world is standing next to me.Would you make me the luckiest man and allowed me to make you my lover?" You couldn't stop your tears and nodded.He softly kissed you on forehead.

    Chan and you comes into his house when you light up the light you two shockingly looked at each other.When Hannah said that Berry did something any of you didn't think that it would be that bad. Chan headphones was on ground chewed that you could found piece almost in every room,the couch ripped in every spot,Chans things was everywhere but mostly his laptop was broke and all you could do was unbelievable look around one the disaster what was made.Chan didn't know what's going on with his dog this never happened before and he started to think what could be the purpose of this.It makes him sad all things and important files what he hardly worked on was gone just because of small devil.

Berry happily come towards you two her tail waving in greetment but seeing Chan make her putting her tail between her legs.Berry come closer to him and she licked his face and Chan knew he can't stay mad at her.He started to cuddled with berry and you thought it would be a good idea to go and pet her too when your hand get closer to her.Berry started to growl on you making you flinch out of fear and you leave into another room.Chan didn't like it at all but he finally find out what happened and shaked his head.He go to find you. 

You was in kitchen drinking water when you felt body from behind and sweet kiss on top of your head.Chan touch bring you comfort that you visibly relaxed "Channie i don't understand why your dog hate me so much" he could hear that you was upset.He turned you around and slowly leaned into soft kiss.you smiled.When he pulled away and let his forehead rest on yours.

He look into your eyes with so much love "Don't worry my love she doesn't hate you i finally found out what's wrong with her" he laughed.“so what's up with berry?” you asked Chan.”She give me all the sign of jealousy but i didn't pay enough attention to it “ Chan softly laughed .You felt weight on your legs. When you looked down you seen Berry leaning around your legs you smiled “so it's time to give her some love” you petted and cuddled with berry and she was running around you,she licked you and you could see that she's absolutely happy.

You soon forget chan and started to ignore him “you already make Berry jealousy and now you want make me too” he smiled giving his arm around your shoulder to keep you closer.for that moment you was happy you get man of your dreams and his dog loves you.You always thought Berry hate you but finding why she acted like that just because of jealousy make you chuckle..

[missjoker96]

This was a request from the sweet @jokerhappylover ♡♡♡

I hope you enjoy this piece! :)

Female reader and Joker.

A special gift from Joker

It's your point of view

You have decided to live in Gotham City, but once you have lived your first day in this big city, you had enough. It was a big mistake to move here where you have a bad neighbour hood, a small appartment in an old building with an old elevator. You even thought about leaving again until you met a very friendly and shy man. He got brown curly hair and intense green eyes. He was taller than you and lived in the same building. You wanted to talk with him when you both first met, but he didn't have enough time. He only told you his name and that he lived in appartment 8J.

Arthur Fleck was his name.

It was a beautiful name and he haunted your dreams all night long. You thought it would stop sooner or later, but it became worse.

You spoke to yourself...

"Why is he in my dreams when I don't know him yet? That's strange.."

A few days in Gotham and you met already your neighbour. You only saw him in the morning and in the evening when he came home from work. Of course you wondered what kind of work he had, but it was easy to find out.. He always wore his working clothe's before he started his work and after his work when he came home. You were like a detective, because you always watched him and all you could bring out was a friendly hello and a warm smile on your face. It had something to do with him and you were too shy to go to his appartment, knock on the door and ask him if he want to go out with you.

And one day.. it was after two or three weeks, you decided to talk to him after he came home from work.

You were about to cook dinner for yourself and suddenly you heard foot steps. It must have been him and you decided to check your letters, but then you opened your door and there he was.

Arthur.. But he was dressed in a clown's costume, with patched trousers, a yellow vest and a jacket with a huge red flower on the left side of his chest. Your eyes were fixed at him and he suddenly noticed you. You could feel how fast your heartbeat was as he smiled at you in a very sweet but shy way and he greeted you.

"Hi, (Y/N).." He offered his hand and wasn't sure how you would react, because you looked as if you were frozen now.

This man in front of you made you weak and you slowly took his hand before you could answer him. "Hello Arthur.. It's nice to see you again." You couldn't speak more, because your eyes were fixed at this cute clown and you felt already butterflies in your belly. It must have been something like love for the first sight, but you both were too shy and nobody of you both would have made the first step, so he came closer and spoke to you.

"I wish I've had more time now, but I have to take care about my mother. Maybe you want to meet me tomorrow? I'm free off work tomorrow and I have a surprise for you."

His voice was sweet and you listened to him carefully, because you were a good listener and your cheeks turned red. Arthur made you weak with his words and you touched your own cheeks. Of course he noticed it and placed his right hand on your blushing cheek.

You looked into his intense green eyes and a warm smile appeared on your lips before you answered him.

"Oh my.. Do you really mean that, Arthur? I'm actually very speechless. I wanted to ask you if we can meet each other in our free time."

Arthur smiled and looked surprised too, because he never thought that a pretty girl like you would ask him to go out with him or accept the invitation of him. You admired his face expression and stroked his stubborn brown curl out of his face with a soft giggle.

"Yes I really mean it.. I'm surprised by myself, because I never asked a girl before if she wants to go out with me, so I should be the lucky one. And you are a kind and sweet girl, (Y/N)."

He stroked your hair gently behind your ear and gave you a piece of paper with the adress where he would meet you tomorrow.

You took the piece of paper thankfully and wanted to say something, but he interrupt you and placed a kiss on your cheek. This is what you wanted and you didn't need to ask him, because he did it without asking you. And you felt like the luckiest girl here in Gotham, because you got an invitation of your sweet neighbour and it could only mean that your life become better. You wished that his cheek kiss didn't end, but he was in a hurry and came closer to whisper something into your ears.

"(Y/N), I hope it doesn't bother you if you see me tomorrow as clown." His voice was gentle and he felt warm around his heart like you.

You smiled and took his hands before you answered him.

"I don't mind it to see you dressed as clown. It suits you very well and if you feel more confident in your clown look, then it's fine."

You could see how his smile returned and he agreed with a gentle smile before he winked you to say you good bye.

"Thank you. We see us tomorrow, (Y/N). Good night!" Arthur disappeared and you walked back into your appartment with butterflies in your belly. Did you just get an invitation to a date from your neighbour? Yes it was real and you took the piece of paper with the adress and opened it.

You read the adress loud.

"William Street at two o'clock in the afternoon."

You felt how fast your heart raced and almost forgot your meal in the kitchen. It was ready and you prepared yourself a glass of juice and your dinner. You had a hard day and this day ended with an invitation to a date. You couldn't be happier.

After you ate your dinner, you decided to go to bed and once you layed down you drifted away into a deep slumber.

All you could do was dreaming about Arthur and the night ended.

You woke up too late, but the first thing you could hear was the siren of a police car and you thought again why you even moved here.

"Oh my.. Why can't there be a morning without a loud noise from this city?"

You shook your head and got up from your bed. It was time for breakfast and you prepared yourself coffee and pancakes. Your belly growled and you take a seat in front of the table and took a look at the watch. It was almost one o'clock and there was only one more hour left until you meet your sweet neighbour. "I should better hurry up, because I don't want to be late."

You drank your coffee and ate your pancakes faster and then you took a shower with your favourite shower gel.

Once you finished your shower, you decided to put on something nice. You chosed a beautiful red blouse, a red skirt and brown shoes. You had to be perfect for your date and you used a red lipstick and a sweet parfum.

"Perfect. Now I should leave, because I don't want him to wait so long."

You grabbed your handbag, your purse and left your appartment. After you locked the door, you took the elevator and drove to the ground floor. You were nervous and excited, because you are going to meet your secret crush. Arthur didn't know about it and this made everything more exciting.

The weather was warm and cloudy as you walked through the city. It was loud as always and you only thought about him. People didn't give you one close look, because they were so ignorant these days.

You didn't care. Only Arthur had to accept how you were dressed and suddenly as you thought about him, he appeared in front of you. You noticed his voice.

"Hello, (Y/N). You look extremely beautiful today."

You looked at him and couldn't trust your eyes. He was dressed in an elegant red suit, with a green shirt and a yellow vest sticking out. The vest remembered you on his clown outfit from yesterday, but his face was fully painted. You were used to his clown make up, but instead of a clown nose, he painted his nose red. And his red smile was big! Above and below of his eyes, there were blue triangles painted on and red eye brows.

You were used to this make up, but his hair.. It was green. He dyed his hair green and wore it slick back. This made you speechless and you only stared into his intense green eyes before you spoke.

"Arthur.. Is that really you? I mean.. look at you.. You look handsome in red and your hair is green.."

Your nervousity made him happy, because he knew that you would love to see him in this outfit. He smirked at your answer and took your hand.

"Please call me Joker!" He sounded so confident as he leaded you through the city. People stared at you and him, but he didn't care and smoked a cigarette. You were silent for a moment and your heart raced faster, because of him. He looked so handsome in his red suit and you couldn't take off your eyes from him.

"Alright, Joker.. Is this my surprise then?"

Your lips were forming a wide smile as you walked with him. You had no idea that he got something for you and smirked at you with his wide red painted on smile. It made you wild and you wanted to kiss those pretty painted lips, but he suddenly stopped and pulled you closer. His green eyes were fixed at you and he took your hands and smirked.

"Close your eyes, (Y/N)."

His voice was gentle and he waited patiently until you closed your eyes. You were fast and your eyes were closed after he told you.

Suddenly you could feel a small box in your hands and Joker spoke to you.

"Open your eyes!" And you opened your eyes and saw the small box. Joker's smirk grew and he couldn't wait until you opened it.

"This is my gift for you, because you are the sweetest and nicest girl here in Gotham. And you are the only one who ever spoke to me, a freak and a clown." Joker's heart raced faster as you opened the small box where a pretty silver ring layed with his name /Joker/ on it. You were speechless and placed your right hand on your chest, because of happiness.

"Oh my god Joker! This is amazing. You are so sweet. Thank you so much! I can't thank you enough for such a beautiful gift."

Tears appeared on your eyes and you kissed his red painted lips. You needed to show him how much you loved him. You didn't need to use words, because the easier answer was a kiss on his lips. And you felt a storm of butterflies in your belly.

You both were kissing each other and Joker enjoyed your kiss. This could have been endless, but you both slowly ended the sweet kiss and Joker spoke first.

"Incredible. You know, this was my first kiss of a woman. And I wished it was you. I must be a very lucky clown then." He smiled and still held your hands. You felt your smeared lipstick and your tears who were about to dry under your eyes.

You were again speechless and wanted to kiss his lips again, but first you answered him. "First of all we should make a few things clear.. You aren't a freak, you are a wonderful man behind this handsome clown face. And you are the nicest and friendliest person here in Gotham, because all others are fucked up and so ignorant." You took a breath and wanted to continue to talk, but he didn't let you. He pressed his lips once again on yours and put your new ring on your ring finger. This made him truly happy and you made him truly happy. His smile on his face, not the painted on one.. the real smile behind the make up made you the luckiest girl in Gotham.

Joker released you from his kiss and painted a red wide smile on your face with your smeared lipstick. And the lipstick colour which was left on his finger ended up on your nose. Joker wanted you to look like a clown and you giggled as he did that.

"Am I your clown girl now, Joker?"

You asked with a playful smile and admired the personal gift of your handsome neighbour who just showed you what he felt for you. It have could have been like love for the first sight.

Joker loved your question and smiled with your hands in his own.

"Yes. You're now my clown girl, (Y/N). I have smeared your lipstick, but next time I'm going to paint your face just like mine. How does that sound?"

It sounded exciting for you and you agreed with him. Imagine how you would look in the same clown make up like Joker.

"I can't await that anymore my handsome Joker. Thank you again for this unique and beautiful gift. I'm going to wear this ring now for the rest of my life."

Your words were a true compliment and a reason for him to show a real smile behind the red fake smile. Joker might be confident, protective and sweet to his girlfriend but he was also dangerous.

He would even kill those people who would insult you and hurt you. Joker had also his negative sides like the man who lived behind the mask.

You both walked hand in hand and Joker held your hand all the time.

"I am glad you love it. It's a personal gift and it should bring you luck too."

He wrapped his arm around you and continued to walk with you. People were watching you both with weird face expressions. Of course you both didn't give a fuck about them.

You and Joker wanted to show Gotham how lucky you both were to be together as a couple. And this was a new chapter for the once mental loner called Arthur who found the girlfriend of his dreams.

And he didn't need to be only Joker to be loved from you, because you loved and accepted him how he was...

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