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wooahoe · 1 month ago

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i gave my all, i held on tight, but love can’t live on borrowed time

i still wonder, i still wait, would you answer, would you stay?

since when did things go wrong?; kim mingyu x reader — or, five times it wasn’t meant to be + one time it was

dory’s notes: happy mingyu day 🤍 have some angst also these are NOT the same timeline okay i just had like a dozen different fic ideas and uhm i couldn’t pick one so. here :P

i really really love these songs but it’s not available anywhere else but here :( tbh the entire playlist inspired this fic PLEASE LISTEN TO IT GAWD I LOVE THIS PLAYLIST.

cw: unbetaed, lack of y/n, they/them pronouns used, reader is described as smaller than gyu but also WHO TF IS BIGGER THAN HIM, ANGST ANGST ANGST, fluff if you like. really really squint, swearing, hurt/comfort at the end, implied soulmate au in one of them, implied mingyu death, implied reader death, attempts were made at magical realism, unrequited love, breakups, crying, literally just a sad sad fic i’m so sorry i’m literally incapable of writing fluff atp

wc: 1.5k

🎧 saranghey❕dory’s playlist — @maestro-net

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a quiet fade, a slow embrace. (1)

you don’t think you can do this.

how are you supposed to live without someone who was supposed to be your everything when everything reminds you of him?

you can’t sleep in the middle of the bed anymore. it feels wrong.

you’re so used to cooking for two that you’re forced to buy more tupperware to accommodate the surplus of food.

you’re so used to paying for two that it surprises you how cheap it is to pay for one.

it’s hard, to relearn to live for one instead of two.

but not impossible.

because you get used to the silence. it becomes comforting, instead of taunting. you get used to eating alone, instead of it being a looming reminder of your ex. you get used to being alone without being lonely.

still. you wish it could have worked out between the two of you.

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secrets we’re scared to speak. (2)

if someone asked kim mingyu why he was so obsessed with a person who didn’t love him back, he’d respond that you did.

just not in the way that he wanted you to.

he could recite all of your quirks, down to the most unnoticeable things they’d think he was crazy. he could list your favorite things by heart: foods, boba order, books, games, tv shows, all of it. he could tell them all of the reasons why you’d captured his heart, and most importantly, he could tell them why he’d never tell you any of this.

they don’t love me like that.

and so they’d look over at you, happily chatting with seungkwan about something. and they’d see the look on mingyu’s face, and how soft his expression turned when he looked at you, and how it didn’t sit quite right with them.

and they’d realize that it’s because it’s sad.

his expression is so full of love. he looks at you so sweetly, so earnestly, so adoring that they just know that he’s astronomically down bad for you.

but it’s also forlorn. wistful. it’s heartbroken, for some reason.

and so they ask him why.

and he’d respond that you don’t see him that way, that you only see him as a friend, and that really, he’s okay with it. you still love him, just not in the traditional sense, and what’s so wrong with that?

and once they leave, and mingyu is winding down from a busy day, he’s left alone with his thoughts. and god, does it hurt.

because what’s wrong is that you’re his everything.

but he’s not yours.

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and wonder if it’s you, or if i’m the ghost. (3)

“you have to move on.”

you turn to jihoon, eyes filled with tears. his words are sharp, but you know that he comes from a place of love, because his eyes are glossing over as he speaks.

“ji, i can’t.”

“you have to. you know i’m right.” he pauses, wondering if he should speak the words sitting on his tongue.

(un)fortunately, you say them for him.

“don’t you fucking dare say that he’d want me to.”

your tone was broken before, but now it’s as if the glass shards have their edges pointed towards jihoon, poised to hurt him while simultaneously cutting into you.

and he knows this. because he knew mingyu, and he knew how damn much his best friend meant to you.

he says your name gently.

“i won’t.” he squeezes your knee gently. “but you know it’s true.”

“how?” he has to catch himself from flinching, because your voice is so broken that it hurts to listen to. “how, jihoon? god, we were supposed to get fucking married and now he’s gone.”

“i see him everywhere. i think i see him in crowds, which is impossible but there’s still a part of me that thinks he’s still here. i listen to music and i can’t stop thinking about him. i can’t even pass by a fucking coffee shop without crying. i can’t let go. how the hell am i supposed to?”

he was is the love of my life, you want to say. i can’t let go because part of me acts like he’s still here.

“i don’t know,” he whispers, and you think your heart breaks a little more.

but he’d want you to be happy, he wants to say, and he doesn’t have to. because you already know.

“do you ever get mad at him? that he left?”

jihoon sighs.

“i know i shouldn’t.”

“but you do.”

he nods, and you pull your legs closer to your chest.

he doesn’t have to ask if you feel the same. he already knows.

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shadows cast by me and you. (4)

ring. ring, ring.

you answer your phone.

“여보세요?”

“hey. it’s me.”

“hi, gyu.”

“so. uh. i really enjoyed this past month.” you smile.

“i’m sensing a ‘but’ here.”

“damn, not even a ‘me too’?”

you snort.

“yes, gyu, i enjoyed it too. but i know that that’s not the reason why you called me.” he sighs, and he sounds genuinely frustrated. it makes you laugh, and he groans into the phone.

“i hate you.”

“says the man who proposed that we date for a month, only to call me saying that he regrets it.”

you can practically hear his frown.

“no. i didn’t regret it.”

you pause.

“oh.”

“but—don’t say anything! let me finish.”

“fine.” you grin.

“would it make you mad if i said that i liked us better as friends?”

you let out a relieved oh thank god and mingyu lets out the breath that he’s been holding in.

“so you agree?”

you laugh.

“yeah. i mean, i’m kinda sad that we didn’t work out like that, but i kinda like us better as friends, too.”

mingyu lets out a frustrated sigh.

“i really wanted us to work out.”

“we do, gyu, just not like that.”

“yeah.” you hear the dejection in his voice, and it makes you laugh.

“stop laughing at my misery!”

“i’m sorry, i’m sorry. here, let’s go get boba. 난 사줄게.”

“you better.”

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i keep holding onto something that’s already gone. (5)

mingyu looks over at his shadow.

it looks lonely.

he brushes the thought away.

but he knows, secretly, in the back corners of his mind that creep out to rack his psyche with guilt, that he can’t keep ignoring the loss of you.

beautiful, breathtaking, wonderful you.

it’s not that you’re everywhere he goes. no, it’s that everywhere he goes is a reminder of where you aren’t.

you aren’t by his side when he wakes up in the morning. you aren’t there to laugh at soonyoung’s terrible jokes, you aren’t there to remind him to drink his water and take his supplements, you aren’t there to cheer him up when he’s feeling down. you aren’t there to see your shadows, together, dancing on the wall as the last dregs of daylight filter in through the blinds.

and he can’t hug you when you’ve had a bad day anymore. he can’t kiss your forehead when you’re sick, he can’t make you breakfast in the morning, he can’t drive you to work when you’re running late, he can’t try and convince you to skip work and stay in with him anymore.

you aren’t with him anymore, and that’s what breaks him.

and you won’t ever be there, to be woken up by your children at ungodly hours of the morning. you won’t get the chance to be walked down the aisle. he won’t get the chance to show the world how much he loves you, he won’t be able to slow dance with you, even when his back hurts and your hair grays.

he won’t get the chance to grow old with you.

his shadow is lonely without yours beside it.

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if i stay, will you still love me the same? (+1)

his expression is desperate. and his eyes are so, so terrified that you wonder what kind of monster you are to have nearly broken this boy.

how does he manage to look so small?

“i’m not leaving you. not ever. i promise you, kim mingyu.”

his tear-filled eyes spill over, and you gather as much of him as you can, wrapping your arms around his broad torso.

“god, don’t you ever scare me like that again. please.” his voice is a jumble of whispered sobs and a heart that is so, so close to shattering. he leans his forehead against yours, and you realize that you can never come this close to breaking his heart ever again. because he’s so, so vulnerable around you, and his muscles only do so much to protect his heart.

“i won’t,” you whisper. “i will never, ever leave you, mingyu.”

it’s his turn to wrap his arms around your smaller frame, and your strong persona crumbles around him.

but it’s okay, because the two of you will always be there to catch the other.

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sunsetsover · 1 month ago

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I'm asking you because I like reading your opinions, this is about kantbison before the beach ep: I've been thinking how can you love someone when you don't trust them? kant was supposedly head over heels for bison but he was very scared of him. What are your thoughts?

oh i'm so flattered to hear you like reading my opinions !! and i'm so sorry it took me so long to get to this ask !! and also i'm so grateful you sent me this meaty ass question to sink my teeth into, i'm sorry if i went off the deep end a lil but i LOVE thinking about things like this !! it opens up such a philosophical can of worms in my brain is probably not at all what you wanted or expected but i have to live my truth, i hope you understand <3

so in my view, you very much can love someone without trusting them. you can love someone without even liking them. you can love someone and treat them like shit. you can love someone and have nothing to do with them at all. this is bc, as far as i see it, love as a feeling and love as an action and love as a relationship (of any kind) are three different, separate, distinct things that don't necessarily overlap. in order to have a functional, healthy relationship all three need to be in alignment ofc, but love in and of itself as an emotion and feeling we have for someone/something can and does exist in isolation from literally everything else. it's why we can still love someone who a bad person, who treats us badly, or why we can love someone and still treat them badly. it's why we can love people who aren't there anymore, or stop loving people who are still in our lives, loving us. love the feeling and love the action aren't the same thing.

which kind of opens up into a bigger conversation about unconditional love, right? like some people believe in unconditional love and some think it's not actually possible - love always has conditions. i disagree. i think unconditional love is real, but i think people don't know how to recognise the difference between love the feeling and love the action and love as a relationship, or if they do then they don't know how to differentiate where one ends and another begins. so it becomes a whole thing of like 'well unconditional love can't exist while still having boundaries or limits' but that's not true. just because you love someone doesn't mean you have to put up with any kind of bullshit behaviour. putting in boundaries or even cutting someone out of your life completely doesn't negate love the feeling. you can love someone unconditionally and never want to see them again in your life because those are two separate things.

and that circles back to your question: how can kant love bison when he doesn't trust him? how can he love someone he's scared of? and my answer is that love the feeling exists outside of logic and sense. bc you're right - logically kant had no reason to love bison. sure bison was pretty and fun to be around and great in bed, but he's also a murderer. he's a hitman. he's violent. he's capable of things beyond comprehension. kant is very, very aware of all of that. and even more than all of that, kant knows bison is his ticket to freedom. logic dictates that you don't fall in love with the man standing between you and your - and more importantly, your baby brother's - future. kant loving bison jeapordises everything he worked so hard for. it puts his and babe's life at risk in every sense of the word. who tf is gonna fall in love with bison, knowing all of that?

but love exists outside the realm of logic. you can't reason with love. you can't sit love down and go 'no, not him, it can't be him, anyone but him'. if you could i'm sure everyone's lives would be so much easier, and our hearts would be a lot less damaged. but we can't. love does what it wants. in a lot of ways humans are completely at the mercy of love (or its lack), and i could go on a whole nother tangent about that but i'll spare you that one lmao. but my point is this: kant loved bison because he couldn't help it. he tried so, so hard not to, but you can control love about as well as you can control the sea, which is to say you can't. kant did love bison, and he did it because he had no choice. if he did, he never would have chosen bison.

BUT although love the feeling kind of exists in isolation, we as people don't. and so although kant couldn't help but fall in love with bison, he's also not an idiot. he knows it's stupid and dangerous. he knows bison isn't to be trusted. he knows exactly what bison is capable of, what he could do to him and to babe if he found out the truth. just bc your logical brain has no say in what love does, that doesn't mean it stops functioning. so yeah kant falls more in love w bison with every moment they spend together, but that doesn't stop the alarm bells ringing in his head going STOP! DANGER! ARE YOU FUCKING STUPID! kant knows he's stupid. he expresses that he's stupid for feeling the way he does about bison. but he also knows he can't help it. which is why he was so desperate (and by extension reckless) about finishing the job and getting away from bison asap. he knew what was happening, and he knew he couldn't stop it from happening unless someone or something else stopped it for him.

and so you end up with kant, falling head over heels with bison, and yet not trusting him either. kant who loves bison and is still deeply scared of him. yknow?

i hope this made sense and answered your question at least a little bit. i realise i took a bit of a detour to get to my point but i feel like in order to explain my thought process properly i had to kind of explain my philosophy on love. which is probably overkill but i hope it gave you some food for thought at least ! and thank you again for coming to me w this, it was so much fun to chew on <3

#anon #question #kantbison #thk meta #writing this just made me miss kantbison so bad #i would say time for a rewatch but it was taken off yt lmfao !!!!!!!!

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box4brains · 13 days ago

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Some very self-indulgent headcanons about Law…

I’m a manga reader, I’ve only recently (like a couple of years) watched the anime (in the form of reaction content) and in the manga Law has the same dark dot as his pupil that Oda use to draw the overwhelming majority of male characters so at the beginning I always saw Law as having dark eyes. I later was introduced to Laws anime design with his much paler, steely-grey eye color and went “hmm, that’s kinda nice actually…” but I still thought of Law as someone who had dark eyes for the most of the time.

And then I came across that apparently Oda’s eye color on Law is a like a yellow/amber-like color and went “😍” and now it’s my only canon lol.

But it did give me pause, what if Laws eyes actually ARE dark brown, but his much lighter, almost yellowish, colored eyes are a case of contamination from the white lead (he had) and it’s still some left in his eyes to this very day?

The thought of the potential angst is enough to make me swoon (sorry Law, I swear I love you 😅)

Like originally Law was determined to remove it, but he couldn’t just remove it all at once because it would create empty pockets in his eyes and I’m no doctor but I don’t think having air pockets in your eyeballs sound like a good and/or safe thing to have, you know? And every time he’d try remove whatever small amount he could safely remove it would require him to stab himself in the eye like a 100 times to get it out properly and I feel like having a first and second pov of slicing your own eye into tiny teeny slivers would be extremely taxing in the long run. So eventually Law just went “fuck it, I guess I have yellow eyes” and even years later when he definitely knew easier ways to “fix” it he didn’t bother because it wasn’t hurting him or effecting his eyes function. Nor did he want people to question why (and more importantly how) tf he suddenly had a different eye color.

Which leads us unto another hc; namely that Law hid the fact that he had a df for at least a couple of years from the authorities. He wouldn’t use it in fights or in situations where it was at risk of being reported back to the authorities (ie, if he was fighting marines). If he was in a fight he couldn’t win, he’d try running away (and once out of sight, disappear under mysterious circumstances) or get caught and then disappear mysteriously once he got the chance to do so “safely”. In fact, the belief that he didn’t have df abilities saved him and his crew a bunch of times because seaprism stone is both rare and extremely expensive and nobody use it on people who isn’t df users unless they are strong enough to ripp apart steel with their bare hands or something, as it’s one of the stronger materials out there.

I have two hc when it comes to Laws tattoos, well I have a bunch of hc actually but two I want to bring up here; we know Law only had DEATH tattooed on one hand when we first meet him at Sabaody, and due to Oda’s attention to detail and the fact that you can’t see parts of his chest-heart tattoo even when you definitely should, I firmly believe that he doesn’t have it at that time. But I’m also 100% sure that the smiling faces on his chest is Cora-san and is definitely among the first tattoos he got, if not THE first, and this happened at an illegally young age and he got it at the same time he got the sun-looking ones on his arms.

I shouldn’t have to get into the significance of the smiling face and why he’d want it (his own little way of trying to keep Cora-sans promise that they’d travel the world together). Instead I want to focus a little on his arm tattoos.

They don’t seem to have any specific significance to Law (the way a smiling face or the symbol of an heart has) it is however in a very visible spot if you, let’s say, are waking up after sleeping. In other words, it’s an immediate reminder that he’s cured in case his sleepy eyes are seeing white spots on his skin… something I imagine would be very traumatic to Law; for even one second believing that he’s back in time, slowly dying in one of the most horrific ways possible.

Law is the only pirate to offer severance pay if someone wants to leave his crew. He insists it’s because it’s the logical thing to do and not because he’s kind or anything like that. It’s just enough money to last them a couple of days/a week or so and it’s just so that they don’t have to desperately take a bad job that exploit them in a time of need. He’ll also let them come with if they don’t want to stay on whatever island they are on (they do however need to work for food and board). He insists that it’s because he has no use for them if they don’t want to follow his orders and sticking around because they don’t want to risk starvation or a shittier job isn’t what he wants so it in everybody’s best interest to make sure that if someone wants to leave, it’s as easy as possible.

Law’s love language is being a little shit. It’s also pushing people away out of fear of losing them. But after that it’s being a little shit and taking care of them. As such Laws crew is extremely spoiled.

Law has issues with being touched. It’s a combination of internalizing how people viewed him as a child (as something dirty, a plague), the excruciating pain he was in constantly and how being touched only made it worse and the who knows how many hours he lay in a pile of bodies to escape Flevance.

The last part is also why he is difficult with smells and likes grilled fish over grilled meat.

There’s a reason why Ikkaku is the only girl on the crew, and it’s because the Tang is mostly communal. There are curtains on her bunk bed and for one of the showers in the shower room, but she has no room for herself as the Tang lack the space (Law has used all the space to turn the ship/sub into a mobile hospital) and most girls/women don’t agree to that arrangement.

Law never threaten to kick his crew out, he will however remind them that they are free to leave if they don’t want to follow him. He does however threaten to chop them up, and his worst threat is to be “crated”, which is when he chops someone into pieces and store them in a box or a crate or something similar. And that will be for several days if you’re unlucky… he has used it on other people, and his crew are not willing to risk it so him telling them something like “if you do x, I will crate you” it pretty much guarantees that they won’t.

Law finds it amusing to get carried by his crew and will let them carry him across streams or shallow rivers as long as they can do it without getting him wet/dirty. It started with Law being a brat towards Shachi and Penguin, often cheekily demanding one of them carry him across as to not get dirty or ruin his shoes. It is one of the only times Law is okay with being touched outside of the Tang and it’s highly popular and the ones that are capable will quite literally trip over themselves in their haste to offer (and get the honor) to carry Law across 🤣

#trafalgar law #heart pirates #headcanon #trafalgardwaterlaw #late night ramblings

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yourlocalbadgerscales · 3 months ago

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IM SO TORN BETWEEN WANTING MIKE TO INITIATE THE BYLER KISS AND WANTING WILL TO DO IT, Will has suffered sm let him have his moment y’all but ALSO! MIKE INITIATING IT WPULD BE POWERFUL AF!! LIKE YES BOI GO GET YO MANNN AND DONT LET THE INTERNALISED HOMOPHOBIA DEMONS STOP YOU NO MORE I TELL YOU!!! GO BE THE HOMOSEXUAL U WAS BORN TO BE

But like… Will initiating the kiss tho… WOULD GO HARD Y’ALL… but on the other hand…

Buttt WHAT IF I SAID: let the kiss be exactly what they both need. Like yeah they obviously need to shut tf up and kith so fucking bad, but yk what they also need? Mike needs reassurance and to hear that he’s enough. Will needs mental help to get his gay shit together to work on his self esteem to put himself first for ONE SECOND AND HAVE SOME CONTROL OVER HIS LIFE. Mother Universe owes him that let’s be real

sooooo what if I said Mike is the one to initiate the kiss by asking Will if he’s allowed to kiss him (we all know that Michael Wheeler is the consent king)… and Will, with his face mere inches from the face of the dude he’s been dreaming of kissing for the longest time… h e s i t a t e s.

Because what if it’s all some sick joke? Or not real? What if this is Vecna, or a dream, or Mike wanting to mess with him? Mike is straight, isn’t he, so what is all this about? Maybe Mike is just confused and Will is an experiment to him. Will doesn’t want that, not even if it means he has to turn down Mike to avoid it… But something about the situation convinces him that this isn’t the case, nothing of this is the case, Mike genuinely wants to kiss him, and Will… Will says yes, and it’s merely a whisper but Mike is close enough to feel Will’s breath against his skin.

That’s all Mike needs to finally make a move and go in for the kiss… but he miscalculates somehow and misses Will’s lips by enough distance to throw him off completely, and god, he’s embarrassed, his cheeks flush red and he cannot believe he actually messed this up, of all things. Mike feels horrible and starts to stutter out an apology, but Will just isn’t having any of it, simply giggles laughs it off and smiles softly, and the look in his eyes does things to Mike that makes him lose his fucking mind… which is probably the reason why leaning back in doesn’t feel too bad, not bad at all, and maybe wanting this kiss isn’t as wrong as he’s always thought it is. Because how can it be wrong when it feels so right?

This time they both lean in at the same time, making sure not to miss. They’re both smiling, and most importantly: they don’t miss. Not this time.

#yall just let me be sappy don’t judge #byler #byler kiss

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nixon-stars · 2 months ago

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ooooooh you wanna yap about Clara so badddddd (please yap about her please please please please please)

HI YES I REALLY DO

I dunno how much I'll talk but I'm putting in the lil read more antway

HIIIIIII SO

For those not in the know, Clara is my sweet evil baby girl also the main antagonist for my oc world and story, rn going under the name 'Pakshapuram' (definitely going to change it tho, also 'paksha' coming from Sanskrit for wing and puram being a common suffix for towns in south india, like Kanchipuram)

She was born and raised in Pakshapuram, a city town thing that is one of a few cities around the area (this area is pretty isolated the only people that come through were born and raised or shifty guys working through black market sort of trades).

She was born the only child to Amara, who with no partner and no other kids and a big expectations on her, put everything into raising Clara. She's a pretty typical Indian mum though, rarely giving affection or praise, but it works, and Clara knows she's well loved.

She is also a bharatanatyam dancer!! Which doesn't help with the pressure but whatever, Clara's life is good, she has her mum, lots of friends, people all around her that want to help, and most importantly she has Xavier.

Xavier, I could talk about him forever, but what you need to know is that he and Clara are CLOSE. Always together, never separated, all the aunties look on and call them "heart and soul" (ഹൃദയവും ആത്മാവും) they don't leave each other's side right

But there's no good character without a touch 🤏 of trauma so, yayyyy

While dancers learn bharatanatyam, after they learn everything and stuff they get this big ceremony debut into their official career, it's called an Arangetram, and it's a bigggg deal okay?

Also like a year before this, Amara find out she's expecting!!!! Gives birth to a baby boy!!!! Very healthy!!!! Nothing will happen to him promise!!!!!!

Anyway on the day of Clara's Arangetram, she goes to her aunty's house to get dressed quickly in her saree (if you've ever tried to put on a saree you KNOW this isn't quick in the slightest)

She comes back and 😱😱😱 her mum is a statue wthhh?????

And her baby brother is gone?????? (It has nothing to do with amara's old wlw situationship that ended terribly and sourly and left a lot of unanswered questions and lingering feelings whattt)

She's confused af obviously and angry and WHO TF TURNED MY MUM INTO A STATUE y'know very justified, and she overhears some people talking about how Dragons???? might be responsible????

You need to know that dragons are heavily venerated in Pakshapuram, the religion of the city revolves around how important dragons are too the world right and how they shouldn't be touched or anything yeah

An old guy came up and said that he had known about a prophecy that something like this could happen and blah blah blah Clara's in charge now

But like she's sixteen so that's alottttt of pressure to put on a literal child you would think? NOPE they said make her queen now

So now Clara's in charge and also A GRIEVING TEENAGER and she is stressed

And woahhhjj perfect timing famine through the land!!!!!!!

Every one is really hungry and Xavier, who is now general, asked her what she wanted to do about it and maybe just maybe let's use the food we had stored just in case something like this happened????

Clara goes "no girl im using that"

And Xavier's like "what why we don't need to use those???"

And Clara like "yeah we do thats what I'm referring the troops I sent to go find a dragon for me to kill to get revenge for killing my mum"

And Xavier's like "you crazy bitch people are starving can you be insane later"

Clara throws a temper tantrum and exiles him woooooop #girlboss

Years pass and Xavier's making a under ground resistance against Clara because she has moved on from killing people with her ignorance to just killing them if they disagree with her which isn't cool

Clara goes very insane with the grief and stress and everything she's soooo unhappy and very evil about it she's talking to the statue of her mum and she's not doing well

And here's about where the main story starts, and I haven't even talked about the protagonists

Anyway I wonder what happened to that baby brother????? 🤔🤔🤔 I guess we'll never knowwwwww

#shut up nix #oc clara #oc amara #oc xavier #yeahhhhh thus is a lot i knowwww j needed the yap #i could go on into the real story but ive decided against ittt id rather keep that in my brain until its done cooking #but hi com hope you like this #nix's lil guys

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fansids · 2 years ago

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Hi so I saw some your anon asks about lmk s4 and SWK so I am curious about what you think of the special and if I solved anything about not seeing SWK POV and him always the one with mistakes

The special does nothing to remedy any of my issues with the show and especially with season 4. Even though it places the 3 Demon Kings as firmly (mostly firmly?) villains, it's also kind of weird about it.

But my main issue is with SWK and Macaque.

Oh my God. If my biggest issue is how the show treats SWK, and my second biggest issue is the world ending after world ending stakes, then my third biggest problem is Macaque. Or, more importantly, his relationship to SWK and the rest of the cast. Like the more Macaque becomes a good guy the more I hate him. But that's besides the point, let's talk about the show's weird framing around these two to put some context to my problems with the special.

When Macaque is first introduced pretty much everything about him is meant to scream deceitful. From his appearance as looking like SWK, but not (to the point where MK mistakes the two until he gets close), to his very powers which are shadows (which tend to symbolize mystery, deceit, and general evilness) that are also very similar to SWK's powers. His purpose in that episode is gaining MK's trust so he can betray him. Okay, fine first episode, lesson learned.

The second time he's shown is in Shadow Play. The way the story telling is framed (through use of shadows, Macaque tricking the gang into thinking he's someone else, and later forcing MK to fight his shadow-fied friends just to push a message he projects onto MK for the crime of being SWK's apprentice and vaguely similar to him) would say that Macaque was either outright lying or twisting the details about his and SWK's past to put himself in a more favorable light (or more importantly, to put SWK into a less favorable one). MK defeats him, and we're still meant to not trust him. Fine. Cool.

Skipping over S3...

THEN WE GET TO THE SPECIAL. Macaque is not only shown to be completely in the right, but SWK is even worse than what was shown in shadow play. TF. Mind you, the whole point of the scroll was to show SWK's past, AND WE NEVER GET TO SEE IT FROM HIS PERSPECTIVE. It is only through Macaque's telling of the story that we see it, and this time it's framed as being the honest truth. It is SWK's fault for being so power hungry and full of himself that they have their falling out. Bro WHAT??? Mind you, since SWK is literally trapped under a mountain Macaque is also the one who leaves instead of the other way around. WHAT???

Let's put jttw aside entirely. This is just poor storytelling because it makes Macaque as a character not make sense. Why is he the one obsessed with SWK? Why does he want to be shown "the real Sun Wukong" in S1? Why is he upset that Sun Wukong abandoned him? He didn't abandon him. MACAQUE left.

And all of that really really begs the question WHY DID SUN WUKONG KILL HIM??? You can at least infer that if SWK was the one who left, and knowing the violence Macaque is willing to enact on others to get revenge, then Macaque likely did, or tried to do, something to the jttw crew that SWK was not too happy about. But Macaque was the one who chose to leave the relationship, so... what happened??? Why was Macaque even there? Why would he care?

Not to mention, for me at least, it destroyed what was left of my interest in Macaque after S3.

Sorry for the rant, but to answer your question, no, the special does not fix anything about the issue with SWK's lack of pov. It makes it worse.

#lmk critical #monkie kid critical #oooo I'm so mad #like for me Macaque was peak when he was just a villain #I loved him he was awful and lowkey pathetic

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loveislandthegame · 10 months ago

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thoughts on todays volume! we're not even halfway through the season and i'm already over it . i'm lowkey struggling to write these posts 😭

first up is excess baggage, where we get another glimpse into our forced backstory: MC didn't go to her season's afterparty, and later on it's revealed that finn was the host (i'm just like, why the hell has he been a host twice? what was he even doing in love island australia? but FB is putting zero thought into writing these seasons, so i should just put zero thought into analysing them)

like i've said before, it wouldn't be a LITG challenge without some bullshit. they decided to make finn's baggage "saying that MC is the sexiest love island star," that's great for people romancing him, but i was just grossed out 🫠 unfortunately it only gets worse from here

melissa and henri got dumped . at least it wasn't natasha or kelly, though kelly suddenly no longer cares about my MC, so it seems like that chat with melissa did lock in one wlw LI

kelly and finn get everyone together to play one of those guessing games, idk what it's actually called. but more importantly, tf is wrong with these people ? you weren't thinking that MC would be tired of everyone and their mother constantly bringing up the guy she was with for two weeks? at this point i wouldn't be surprised if they revealed that MC and stefan were engaged or some shit

side note, lyle's evening outfit looks beyond ridiculous but i kinda love that (tbh it looks like some shit tyler the creator would wear)

MC gets a note inviting her to the pool, i thought it was gonna be chen or maybe natasha, turns out it's fucking finn. we should've had the option to cuss him out 👹 (and a scene like this should've only been triggered if you're on his route, but FB cannot be bothered to branch, we're forced into this for the ridiculous drama/cliffhanger later)

i cant lie, this was freakin adorable, i would be a little tempted if i wasn't focused on natasha ... and if he didn't dump my ozzy route s6 MC for ivy 😫 (side note: with the amount of times he's been calling the other guys attractive...it goes without saying that straight dudes can compliment each other, but idk, make him bi/pan you cowards)

we barely had time with natasha this volume, so i had the gem scene date with her. cuteeee

i didn't screenshot it and i'm too lazy to go back for it, but she said something about us being in the hideaway together. (if you didn't see my other post, i did want to go with her but stuck with chen because i thought it'd be too awkward) i don't know what's up with all the glitches, i hope it doesn't cause issues later on, like in a movie night or some shit 😭

we return from our dates, and shocker, finn's note has kelly fighting with kat. i just hope we can clear everything up immediately, i'll be so damn mad if they drag this out for the whole volume 🤦🏽‍♀️

#love island the game #litg #litg spoilers #spoilers #litg s9 #litg all stars #litg season 9

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muirneach · 4 months ago

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oh fucking hell. ao singles draw. alright. here we go stream of conciousness draw analysis

atp

holger zhizhen first round evil for ME!!!!

i do genuinely believe michelsen could beat stef first round lol

MONFILS MPETSHI???

BEN BRANDON????

denis playing his personal pigeon rba. nice. how rba is so bad that somehow denis can pigeon him i have no clue

lol. rinderknech evades taylor but is forced to play frances instead

reilly and tomáš both being in novak's section. both of them famously beat him within the last 6 months (or whenever geneva was but still last season). i don't think they will replicate this i think whoever beats him could be a new and different flop player but still im sure he's eyeing them

FOGNINI GRIGOR rejoice rejoice. wow i love gay people. old man yaoi even. you guys remember that video of them at the net yes?

carlitos easy draw aside from novak in quarters but genuinely will novak get there whos to say

casper félix sharing a section once more oh yes i laugh. they would both have to get there tho cause shang and jakub are both also there

straight up i forgot zverev was second seed. jesus crisp. wow and kyrgios in his section. i hope they both die. this sucks tho cause his whole end of the draw is easy as hell omfg...

no one really who can threaten jannik's defence run in his end. hubi is there but who knows mans. demon is not free of jannik. but i wish him well in the qaurters. and yes i entirely support demon to stop jannik title defence sorry i want ao for him so bad

taylor muse section? of course.

danya... honestly it could be worse. will alexei want to lock tf in for ao yes but hes incredibly inconsistent so. well. he wont. his projected quarterfinalist is taylor (ahem. if he doesnt get taken out by muse, who danya could beat). wawrinka mpetshi and ben could easily do some damage here. we shall see. especially mpetshi. godspeed to anyone who has to face him.

wta

ARYNA SLOANE FIRST ROUND???? thats crazy.

coco kenin also crazy. why are they putting all the slam winner matchups like this.

mirra bouzková evil for me specifically but mirra in the same area as aryna mwahahahaaa yesssss (i do want aryna title defence but like. i always love that matchup. and i think it has a high chance to happen i can't see them losing before then)

anyways easy draw for aryna. unfortunately a la demon, qinwen is the projected qf. which only makes it easier for aryna of course. but POOR QINWEN. i would also loveee if she finally beat aryna at aryna's house like could you imagine.

oh my god karo naomi potential secound rounddddddd are you kidding me....

but anyways coco has karo (easy win for her lol) naomi (doable) and jess (i was gonna say doable but somehow jess leads the h2h 2-4 altho i will chalk this up to age and experience) in her quarter. so not terrible i suppose. same half as aryna (who coco leads 5-4 in h2h) but its all doable i think

moving along to elena/jasmines quarter. that would be a remarkable matchup (elite server and elite returner mm yes. intruiging h2h also) should they both get there, jasmine could, elena you know how it is. it depends on how she's doing. but katie, haddad maia, townsend, elina, and danielle in this group so i think there's bound to be some interesting matches there

apparently navarro and dasha have never played. remarkable. well they're in the same group but im hoping peyton (whos losing the h2h 1-4) might upset navarro in the first round lol. much more importantly ons is in this group. so it's stacked as hell. oh also navarro might be injured i think she took an mto in her match today.

oh my fucking god katko iga first round ao you want to KILL ME!!! but okay. raducanu if she doesn't lose to ekaterina could probably lose to anisimova (but, anisimova is as inconsistent as raducanu so who knows). iga's section not that crazy tho. once we get to later rounds and she has to start seeing elena or jasmine thats when things will get real. igaryna ao finals does have a nice ring to it though

#im too sleepy for this but i love a draw and cant miss an oppertunity to look at a slam draw #actually compiling this into one post unlike spamming the dash with all my takes. youre welcome. and this is like a whole writeup too #okay @ ao release the doubles draw i wanna see what fucked up pairs you have for me #tennis #this falls tragedy to my classic blunder of being a wta top ten stan and an atp out of top 20 stan so very different takes on the two draws #but oh well. i will probably have more at a later time i meant to go to bed an hour ago lol

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away-ward · 1 year ago

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from pen.d's goodreads qna:

Lottie asked Penelope Douglas:

Hi Pen! I just wondered is there any chance you will write a bonus scene for Aydin and Alex? I’d love to have seen more of them (their wedding night particularly haha), Aydin was such an interesting character. Also, what is the gift Damon received from Christiane in Fire Night? Damon is my favourite character of yours, I loved every tidbit we get about him and will miss reading about him. Thanks :)

Penelope Douglas Hi, Lorrie! Always possible! And Christiane gave Damon and journal--the left page is for the parent to fill out and the right is for the child. Like "List your top 10 favorite movies" It's a way for parents and children to learn about each other, communicate, etc. She's filled it out for most of Damon's life, and she finally passed it on to him. Thanks for the question!

oh? so they're actually not done with this series? 🙃 aydin and alex 😶🔫 just k-word me already. No bcs why tf will it be aydinalex, kaibanks and willemmy's fans have been asking extra since forever but there were so little? but aydin and alex could be possible? i thought they said so many times before that they were SOOOOOOO fucking done with this series and the books, and hoped that fans will move on and be happy, didnt want to change anything blablabla, emory was heavily disliked yadayadayada, but they just kept on firing shit up, AND include these two imbecile ass characters that were hated by many, in everything? 😤😕

sometimes i wonder where they even got their insights? Like who did they even listen to when they said their readers hated emory and love alex more? Beta readers? Pendragon FB fan group? PR lists? Publishers? Editors? Because they're definitely not coming fom the majority of their fans everywhere else. It's like they have a secret society of feedback givers that we dont know about and kept on putting content that we never asked for because they listened to that unknown society, and again was surprised when their content got so many backlash! And they never owned up to anything too!! God! We at least could've gotten a bonus of emmy being pregnant or some shit, or how will is faring with his college degree, or some more domestic willemmy things, but ughhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!! This? pd's just so full of shit 😓

ahhhh, I see. I had to check goodreads to see when they posted it.

My understanding is that PD will always leave the door open to write a scene here or there, but they have no plans or intentions to continue the series or pick up with their children.

As for the Alex bit, you best believe that PD is all too happy to write about her, Rika, and Damon. It's confirmed that Damon is their favorite.

But look at this from their website:

"As an adolescent, I was quiet, shy, and afraid. No mistakes could be made, because people would hate me or I’d be alone. So rather than run, I walked. Rather than climb, I kept my feet on the ground. And rather than say “yes,” I always said “no.” And as a result, I didn’t live.

And I still felt disposable, fearful, and alone.

What would they say about me when I was gone? Would I have regrets? Every day that I didn’t blaze a trail swallowed me up.

So I decided I wouldn’t be invisible or waste another second. I left home, went to college, and traveled. I took trains from Atsugi to Tokyo all by myself. I jumped Hiji Falls when others joked I wouldn’t do it. (I did it twice.) I climbed Mt. Fuji, and I moved to New Orleans for graduate school without knowing a single person in the city. I did what I dreamed, and I was a lot happier.

I don’t worry so much anymore, and I don’t let others’ opinions hold me back.

Be yourself, and OWN it. You know what that means? Be loud and proud. Nurture who you are and good things will come. Most importantly, your happiness."

Sounds a little like Rika's character arc, no?

And in Corrupt, Alex was everything Rika wasn't; bold, sexual, loud and proud. Since Corrupt was a stand alone, I think the relationship between Rika and Alex is special to PD. There's something about those two and Damon that have a tight hold on PD. If we're getting new content, it will probably strongly feature one of them.

Because they're definitely not coming fom the majority of their fans everywhere else. It's like they have a secret society of feedback givers that we dont know about

Unfortunately, there are a lot of readers who hate Emory and love Alex. I wish neither character was hated and that there wasn't competition in the fandom over them. It's so exhausting. I wish PD had planned on writing a series from the start, so that they balanced all these characters better. I wish they enjoyed writing about Kai and Will, and Banks and Emory, as much as they enjoyed writing about Rika and Damon. I wish that they didn't listen to fans so much - there are those that enjoy Alex and those who don't. They're always going to get contradictory requests over her.

Just be happy Willemmy was clearly always endgame and nothing changed that for PD, not even all the fans who were rooting for Alex. And be happy that the less PD touches Willemmy, the more we can imagine our own scenarios for them.

Thanks for the message!!

#asked and answered 312 #asked and answered #devil's night series #no alex tag #But just to clear #There's nothing anyone could do to get me to waste my time on alexaydin #I would not disrespect my brain that way #End #rika fane #damon torrance

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skylermadness · 2 years ago

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Epistolary Phase (Captain K.P. Hob TF/MC)

(Original Date of Upload: October 5, 2022)

Original Description:

I'M ALIVE!!! Now to disappear for another month- Anyway, today is the day the finale of Dimension 20: A Court of Fey and Flowers is released! Actually, at the time of uploading this it should be out now. Nonetheless, I wanted to write something in celebration of it, and here is that something! I'm quite glad with how it turned out, especially since I'm still trying to learn the way of the goo triggered TF. Seriously, those triggers are hard sometimes, which is ironic since goo is soft and squishy. Here's to another Dimension 20 season reaching it's climax! I look forward to seeing what else this show has up its sleeve~ ...I hate how these sites eat my formatting...

To the churlish Captain K.P. Hob, venerated soldier of the goblin court…

We hope you are in good health and, perhaps for once, in a period of downtime. We also wish to congratulate you once again for your extraordinary efforts in the war. While it may be a time long gone, your accomplishments are ones that live on in the hearts of all in the realms of the Fae.

More importantly, we here at the Court of Wonder and Seafoam Court humbly wish to invite you and your court to celebrate this year's Bloom. While you as a court do not seem to harness magic to a notable degree, we see it fitting to invite you as a show of gratitude. The Bloom is a grand spectacle to not just celebrate the strengthening of the world's magic, but also celebrate the strengthening of the bonds of the innumerable courts of the Fae. While you are just a soldier, your acts are some that have helped forge the bonds we hold so dearly. So please, consider celebrating this year's Bloom with us.

Sincerely,

The Court of Wonder

The Seafoam Court

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What?!

Antonio stares down at the letter, his eyes reading and re-reading the finely written words. An assortment of questions flow through his mind as he stands in his living room stunned. Who is this Captain K.P. Hob? What the heck is the Bloom? What is this letter even talking about?!

He sighs. "Is this some kind of… roleplay thing?"

If it is, it's pretty clearly sent to the wrong person. However, taking a look at the envelope seems to only prove it was meant to be sent to his address. That information made this more confusing…

"Perhaps I was signed up for some kind of spam mail?" he says in an attempt to rationalize this. He takes a seat on the couch behind him. "This letter seems a little too fancy to be spam mail though."

Antonio stares back down at the letter. The words all contained a curvature that made them look perfectly handwritten. The letters of each word bordered on being cursive. The overall message read out as something fancy, like it had a regal tone to it.

Maybe it being a roleplay thing isn't out of the question.

Still, why would it be sent to him?

He pulls the envelope from behind the letter and back into his view. Putting it further up towards his face he tries to inspect it for any indication of where this could've come from. He takes note of how intricate the envelope looks to be as well, it being a seafoam blue with spirals of gold rising from the bottom.

He also notices how it breaks standard mailing conventions.

There's a stark contrast between his address and the sender's address, mainly due to the fact the sender's address isn't an address.

He repeats the sight to himself. "Castle of the Seafoam Court…?" There was something after it which he presumed to be the region it resided. However, trying to speak that out loud felt… impossible. As if he wasn't able, or perhaps even allowed to.

There was also a noticeable lack of a stamp, but that was beside the point.

All of this was just one big confusing mess at this point. Folding up the note he sighs in disappointment. "Perhaps I should just mark this as junk mail and run it through a shredder…"

Something begins to change the moment he finishes that sentence.

An odd warmth enters both hands as they hold the letter, the letter itself starting to glow. Antonio looks down to find the warmth's source. "Huh…?"

He curiously opens the letter back up. The words are glowing a bright gold now, sparkles emanating off of them. The content of the letter seems to be the same, but something strange emanates from it. Something… magical.

"W-what's going on-"

Motes of light arise from the words, dancing in the air gracefully. They didn't really seem to do much besides that though. It just… confused him.

He then felt something on his hands.

A few fingers were currently on some of the writing. However, the longer they stayed on the more he started to feel like something was rubbing off of them. After a few moments he decided to investigate, removing a hand from the letter and inspecting it.

Ink had rubbed onto his skin.

"What the…" he cuts himself off and tries to wipe some of it into his shirt, but it only smudged the shirt and remained on his hand. "Uhhhh…"

Attention moving back down at the letter, the ink of the writing seems to start bubbling. Gobs of ink begin to emerge from the sheet of paper, cascading downwards. Cascading onto the one hand that remained on the paper.

"Ah-" he screamed meekly, quickly throwing the letter down onto the table in front of him in an attempt to keep it away from him. But the damage has already been done.

He looks down at his hands to find the ink accumulating around the fingers of the right one. The left one looked unharmed at first, but the ink that smudged onto it seemed to begin rippling before starting to leak the same liquid.

At first he was stunned. Antonio stared down at his hands, watching the strange inky goo twist around his fingers. It's a slow process at first with the mysterious substance dribbling down each finger. However it soon begins to speed up as it all starts to converge onto his palms.

His hands tremble for a moment as he watches idly, but Antonio's senses snap back together as he starts to feel an almost glue-like feeling seeping onto his hands. The liquid flows around each palm, cascading down the back of each hand and encapsulating them. Antonio soon starts to try and pull at it.

Webs of goo are all he can seem to grasp. Laws of physics seem to break as every attempt at pulling off the expanding fluid results in stringy tendrils forming and breaking between each finger and hand. Each broken tendril then seems to seamlessly integrate back into where it came from.

"Damn it," he says dejectedly. "What is this stuff???"

He still attempts to pull at it, but all it seems to do is continue its descent down his hands. It's not long until almost latexy mitts are around each one, moving downward to his wrists at a steady pace. His eyes then catch a new irregularity in the substance. Its color was shifting!

Ink-like black seemed to be slightly brightening, a simple brown easily overtaking it. But that didn't seem to be the only change introduced as the fluid started rippling. A new sensation entered his hands as he could feel the substance pressurize, pushing itself into them. Itching then started to occur, Antonio watching as the strange liquid seemed to harden, morphing into…

"I-is that hair??"

It was actually technically fur. Dense brown fur embedded itself into each hand. Thick and fluffy with a noticeable roughness to it all. Goo seemed to consistently shift itself into fur at a rapid rate, solidifying into a new pelage. At the same time he could feel something else settling in each hand, massaging them to a larger size. Forcing his now furry fingers to grow longer. He even watched as some goo extended from each finger, ends becoming sharp and pointed as the substance transitioned into a hard keratin. Almost bestial claws had formed. Antonio looked for any remaining signs of goo, the man quickly finding that the boundaries of his wrist were crossed and his arms were next to follow in encapsulation. But he can't seem to fully get his focus off his hands. The soft fur and monstrous claws.

"What is happening to me…?" he wonders to himself. Was this goo transforming him into some sort of monster?? Antonio was worrying about the prospect of what would happen at the end of this.

Continuing to worry, he watches as the goo spirals up his arms. Latexy brown washes over his skin, tightly pressing, squeezing his forearms. His elbows are next to be consumed, then his upper arms. It was like having one big blood pressure cuff on each arm. It wasn't painful, but it was easily discomforting.

Then there was the feeling. The feeling of squelching liquid that had the texture of melted plastic. Having all of that constantly pressing into his skin, trying to force itself in each pore of his arm. He wasn't even given the chance to feel the fabric of the shirt sleeves of his T-shirt, the goo quickly moving beneath each sleeve and taking over his shoulders.

Another sense of pressure then tugged at each arm. The goo's influence was getting deep within his bones. It was hard to notice at first, but after a few seconds Antonio started to realize that both arms were lengthening. Longer than his usual arm length, perhaps even longer than a standard length. Multiple inches being added in a short amount of time. It did stop after about forty seconds, but it left him with arms of quite the abnormal length.

This was then followed by a new pressure in his muscles, tugging them almost outwards while the substance pushed inwards. Goo became his new skin and beneath that skin was a new strength building up within him. His skinny arms were filling up with muscle, although the musculature he was getting wasn't extreme. It was enough to show a clear strength was building within the young man.

Itching then started to occur again with a new pelt of fur started to formulate around his arms. Brown, fuzzy, and thick enough that it hid his new muscles well. Antonio placed a hand on one arm and gave it a squeeze, feeling the new fur and muscle. He could also still feel some residual gooeyness to it, as if portions of his fur hadn't fully hardened yet.

Alongside this was a weird feeling. This new strength was… something. It felt empowering, but that feeling wasn't enough to subside his worries. It had become hard to articulate those worries, though. This entire experience was beyond his knowledge, beyond his control. He was becoming something else and he wasn't sure what to do about it all. He's just forced to bear witness to these changes. Forced to see what might be the outcome.

Beneath his shirt he could feel more of the goo do it's work. The feeling of fabric was subsumed, replaced by latex covering his chest and back. Breathing started to hurt a little as his torso was squeezed tightly. He could even feel the paunch in his gut be forced up against his body as his abdomen was squished by the substance, forcing his body to conform to a shape it currently wasn't.

A bud of curiosity still formed, however. He placed a hand at the hem of his T-shirt and raised it, Antonio noting the odd length of his arm and the few droplets of furry brown goo that dripped off of it.

The substance that encapsulated his body seemed to form a bodysuit. Crevices that formed noticeable pecs and a small six pack of abs could be seen within it, and he could feel as if his body was being squeezed into that shape. His torso easing into the new mold while his belly was squished, the small amounts of fat being redirected. It was a surreal feeling to endure as his muscles were transforming beneath the goo itself, all while the goo was pushing further into his skin. His shirt was even starting to fill out slightly, his form broadening at the same pace as his muscle growth.

A slight sting entered his back, Antonio hissing a little at the pain. A new feeling budded as he started to notice his legs getting further from him. Aches and pressure occurred at random intervals across his back, but he could notice them around his spinal cord the most. Every so often he'd hear a small crack as he felt his body be forced to shift and readjust itself. Curious again, he dropped his shirt to find that his belly was getting more and more visible. He was getting taller too it seemed.

The fur was the final piece of his body. The fur on his body seemed almost thicker than that on his hands and arms. Pulling up his shirt again, he could even find portions of it to be slightly darker. The darker colorations seemed to etch into a Y-shape, nestling beneath his pecs and coursing down his midline before stopping at where his belly button was. With his free hand he gave the fuzz a run through, feeling it in all of its fluffy glory. However, it still seemed to share the same problem of consistency as it did with his arms. This became evident once he found himself finished with his chest, Antonio dropping his shirt down and noticing a few spots darkening. Goo was slowly seeping from his body and getting into the fabric, it seemed. But Antonio seemed to be a little proccupied with the fact he was seeing a bit of muscle from beneath his shirt, which had now gained a new snugness on his frame.

While it still lingered, his previous worry was slowly dispelling. Something about this strength, something about this warmth. It was easing his fears, giving him a sense of calmness. It was a peculiar feeling, but oddly it was not one he found unwelcome.

He moved his gaze to his legs next. Strangely, the next set of changes started to occur in a different format as his eyes caught his pants starting to get covered in goo. His waist was widening as his skin was forced to rub up against the cotton of his undergarments which in themselves were being squeezed into the denim of his pants. It was quickly becoming an awkward experience as that entire area was squeezed together in a mess of skin and clothing.

His legs seemed to follow the same example, although not in any more comfortable of an experience as the feeling of rough denim was forced onto the skin of his legs. Antonio sighs in discomfort. "Damn it, why did this part have to go like this-"

It only seems to get more confusing from there.

The goo continued to flow downward and compressed his legwear. It wasn't long before it overtook his thighs, then went beneath his knees and consumed the crus of his legs. Peculiarities started to stack up as fur was beginning to poke out of the substance before it even embedded in his skin.

Instead, he felt his clothing push into his skin more. Cloth of his underwear shoving into his waist, the denim of his jeans squeezing more into his legs. And then, he was assaulted with the sense of the very fabric he wore phasing into him.

"W-what- are my… pants merging with me…?"

It was hard to tell with all the goo shrouding his lower half, but he could sense it. His skin being melded with hard denim and soft cotton, merging together with his flesh. What was even weirder was it didn't hurt, but he could feel his legwear becoming a part of him. And the goo only seemed to continue to compress the form of his legs. His thigh muscles being bloated, noticeably thickening in size. In contrast, the area beneath his knees seemed to maintain its previous thickness.

Pressure then built in his bones. His thigh bones got larger, meanwhile the bones in his crus seemed to compress slightly. At the same time they seemed to extend in length causing his previous height to extend further. So much so that his feet seemed to get further from the couch he sat upon.

Then, in an instant, Antonio felt the entirety of his leg pelt connect to his legs. Fur phased into legs, follicles integrating into his skin seamlessly. A sizable gob of goo also formulated at his rear, quickly hardening into a thick furry deer-like tail. Concurrent with the fur addition came the last change in the lower part of his body.

Goo quickly consumed his ankles. It spiralled around his sock-clad feet and quickly encased them in brown latex. Globs of goo also dribbled to the ground as well.

Similar to his legs, a pressure was applied to his feet. Socks pushed into his skin, melding with his flesh as the shape of his feet was forced to change. Unlike his hands his feet gained even more of a bestial look. Toes squeezing together until only three remained, claws poking out of each toe. The bone structure of his feet compresses slightly, gaining a rigid shape to it.

The most drastic change came to his heels. The structure of each heel elongated, bones lengthening and reshaping as his leg structure seemed to reshape a second time. Additional height was added with this new structural addition. His stance had become that of being digitigrade. Following this came another solidification in fur which finished the changes in his feet.

Antonio shifted in his seat, trying to readjust himself in his new shifting form. He could feel goo begin to creep up his neck, warm latexy fluid twisting around his throat. He could also still feel bits and pieces of his form dripping off of him with globs of brown goo with fur in it dropping onto the couch and ground. There were even gobs still seeping in his clothing.

Antonio looked back at his shirt, staring at the increasing expanse of goo getting into his clothing. Eyes widening in surprise he noticed that the goo seemed to be doing something with his shirt as well.

The color of his shirt started to steadily darken around each area of increasing dampness. Its previous color shifted, darkening into a clean black. The shirt's size expanded with the hem lengthening, covering his belly and settling at his hips. The short sleeves of the shirt extended downwards, encapsulating his already lengthy arms completely. The ends even seemed to roll themselves up into cuffs. Cufflinks extended from the the insides of each sleeve and fastened their respective cuffs.

Various add-ons proceeded to ripple from the shifting fabric. Erupting from each shoulder came golden epaulets, their tassels draping over the upper portion of his arms. From the right epaulet came multiple gold ropes that connected to a materializing metallic gold badge. Manifesting from thin air was a blood red sash that wrapped diagonally around his body, the various badges accumulating around his form pinning themselves to that sash.

Various gold-colored lines formed around his shirt, splitting it and giving it a standard military garb look. This was reinforced by buttons lining themselves on one end of each line. A white belt then materialized, slithering and tightening around his waist before being buckled by a clean gold belt buckle. The last addition came around his neck, a large brocade collar rising from the shirt's neckline and nestling around his neck.

Once the collar touched Antonio's neck the goo that was upon it became stimulated, starting to rise upward yet again. It wasn't as intense of an experience as the other changes, with only the neck being stretched to become a thicker size. But Antonio didn't care much about that. His main focus seemed to be in his new clothing.

He couldn't help but feel the new fabrics. Nerves tingling as his fur met the oddly soft feeling material of his military garb. It was… strange. His original thoughts of transforming into a monster seemed subdued as he started to question what this was about.

"Wait…"

His eyes darted to the note. The very catalyst to his changes. He tries to snatch it from the table, but the new length of his arms resulted in some fumbling as he hasn't gotten a chance to get used to them yet.

Ink continues to drip off the paper, but his eyes attempt to scan the document again. It was addressed to a venerated war hero. It was addressed to…

"This can't be… can it…?"

It's shifting him into its reciever. The very military general that it was meant to go to.

His heart beat faster. How should he feel about this? There's no easy way to really determine that. The very experience of this entire transformation is enough to induce a swath of confusion. His plain humanity was fleeting, being replaced by the form of that of some kind of highly esteemed beastman.

How is one supposed to take that in?

It's a thought he can't dwell on for long as he begins to feel goop start to crawl onto his chin and the sides of his face. And judging by the feeling of pricks entering his skin, the fur seemed to be accompanying it rather quickly as well.

The facial changes had quickly ended up becoming quite visceral. Skin becomes subsumed by brown goo, each and every inch of his face's surface area getting covered. Fur and strange substances swirled around at rapid paces with thick chops settling on his cheeks and sides while a lengthy beard started to drape from his chin. More and more fuzz continued to settle around his face, and soon enough fur started crawling further inward.

Goo started rushing towards his mouth, cascading into it as the substances swirled around his facial area. Breathing was quickly becoming a challenge as goo rushed into his mouth and nose, and soon his sight became impacted as it entered his eyes.

Assuming the goo was trying to seal his mouth completely, Antonio started to paw at it. He could feel strands slipping and disconnecting, settling into his lips as the skin around them darkened to black. As goo washed down his mouth, his teeth were coated in it and began to change. Previously omnivorous structuring shifted into a predominantly carnivorous one, each tooth sharpening into ferocious fangs. A couple teeth from the bottom row seemed to sharpen further than that of their top row counterparts, protruding from his bottom lip like some kind of tusks.

As the goo continuously covered his face his skull structure started to change. The lower half pushed out a few inches, his nose widening as the goo surrounding it became a deep black. The bridge of his nose seemed to widen as well, a bestial, almost feline look settling into it. His jawline squeezed and squared off, and his facial shape became more boxy beneath the fur. The goo surrounding his actual face then started to fade into his skin, fur not showing itself as actual skin was being formed. Admittedly it was rugged, rough and scruffy, but it was still skin. The only goo that seemed to manifest into fluff was above his eyes where long, thick, bushy eyebrows extended above each one.

Goo then started traveling upwards and back, running across his scalp and the back of his head. His hair was buried beneath it all for a moment before the latexy liquid started to sink away. The hair on his head was given a chance to rise and show its new scruffy and furry consistency that matched the rest of his pelage. Some goo did seem to remain, and that goo seemed to detach itself from his scalp and shift its own shape. It hardened into a slanted cylindrical shape, black in collar with a gold and red band and a protrusion extending beneath that band. A hat for a cavalry officer seemed to be what formed, one that covered much of his scalp with ease.

Fur seemed to continue to rush out the sides of his head, thickening and growing even fluffier. It was rapidly becoming similar to that of a lion's mane. Goo would sometimes drip from these new follicles, falling onto his shoulders before slowly cascading down to the couch. Nonetheless, he was getting quite furry.

Blinking his eyes a few times, Antonio slowly tried regaining his senses. He could still feel goo running through his throat, splitting through the various paths and going down both his esophagus and his trachea. A severely uncomfortable tingling could be felt throughout it, the man swearing he could feel his own vocal cords being morphed. It was forcing him to cough a few times, each cough seeming deeper and deeper.

Discomfort seemed to pile up once the goop reached his ears. He could feel the cartilage within them being tugged, pulled upwards with each ear being forced into a point. Inside each ear the goo quickly accumulated itself and large tufts of fur rapidly solidified and poked out of them. But within his ears the goo started to work its way inward, the structure of them softening and shifting. All sound deadened to Antonio for roughly fifteen seconds, and in those fifteen seconds the goo had managed to travel from his ear canals to reach his brain.

In an instant everything was numbed. Touch, sound, sight, everything. All Antonio could feel was a weird sensation within his skull, like some kind of internal massage on his brain.

At the same time his thoughts were broken. Coherency fell through quickly as his confusion and questioning of his situation seemed to get lost in a newly developing mental fog. However, as the goo spiralled throughout his cranium, flowing into the wrinkles of his brain, his mind was starting to get vastly influenced by it.

First he was promoted to stand up from the couch as if to stand at attention to something. In the process of standing he ends up bumping the table in front of him, pushing it forward slightly. Residual goo seems to drip down from his body, cascading down his legs and dripping from within his sleeves.

He wasn't even aware that the goo that was on the ground was shifting again. Gobs became dirt while grass sprouted out of them.

His breathing became calm, collected and slowed. It was even quiet with the small exception of the occasional rumble that would escape his newly restructured throat. His standing form lacked movement as well, rigid and statuesque like a good soldier's stance should.

What is he paying attention to? His ears can't detect anything and his vision felt rather obscured. Looking at anything felt like staring at an endless amount of floaters that swirled around one's eyes. But he still felt a need to stand like this for some reason, and what would it hurt to give into that need?

With time progressing, more and more desires filled the former human's mind. An undying loyalty to his people was first and foremost, a thought that went alongside the firm military feelings that were welling up within him. Attentive, commanding, soldierly. Knowledge of warfare and battlefield; memories of the very wars he's fought in, the troops he commanded and the victories he's secured. All of these was what was settling within his mind, rooting themselves into his brain as his personality shifted into that of a churlish soldier.

His identity was reshaping as well. Humanity was fleeting, buried beneath the thoughts that the substance was filling his head with. Any memories of his home, or even residing on a material plane were being replaced with residency in realms of the Fae. Normalcy was drowned out with extraordinary achievements to where he now resided. He is a soldier of the Goblin Court, and he is a large imposing bugbear.

And more importantly: he is one K.P. Hob.

Another residual mental changes such as fae knowledge and military process then started getting pumped into his mind, but for the most part the mental changes were coming to an end. Feeling was getting restored to the unwittingly newly made bugbear with the feeling of grass on his feet and the chill of the air in his fur. He could also feel some sticky wetness on his skin, which confused him slightly.

…then everything broke when his sense of taste was restored.

"Ough, gracious, what is in my mouth?"

He blinked his eyes a few times, vision restoring as a bright yellow filled his sclera and his pupils slit. He ran his tongue over his lips, trying to identify the foreign taste.

"Fur, mud… finely pressed military garb? And… an earthy aftertaste that-" Hob shivers, "-makes me reminisce…"

Deciding he was done with that, Hob takes a few moments to take in his surroundings. He was in a tent within a temporary military encampment, a massive war table sprawled in front of him. It took a few seconds to fully recall what was going on here, but he remembered something about a temporary setup for a few days before his troops got back on the road to get back to goblin territory.

His eyes then laid on a peculiar note on the table. That his memory could instantly recall. An invitation to this year's Bloom. A rather peculiar notice, especially for someone like him, but it wasn't one he was willing to turn down. With a clawed hand he picks up the note and gives it one more look through, the beast noticing running ink and the weirdly pungent smell of dirt and grass. That odor seemed to awaken an oddly primal instinct in the usually stiff bugbear as the moment he finishes the letter…

He eats it.

Gustation kicked up again as he was assaulted by the taste of paper and ink. One of Hob's ears also flicked in recognition as he realized that the ink shared the exact taste of what he was tasting earlier. Grass and dirt, military garb, even that earthy aftertaste that brings him back to times from the war. It sends another shiver down his spine as he savors the taste for another few moments, then fully swallows.

"Hm. Appetizing. Now I'll have to bring all of this up with the court leaders…"

He nestles a finger beneath his chin to ponder, but his thoughts can't seem to break from this other peculiar sensation he seems to have. After a few seconds he starts feeling something begin to roll down his cheek and onto his chin. He presumed it to be sweat, but as it reaches the peak of his chin and dribbles onto his finger, he can't help but try and inspect it.

What he finds is a mysterious brown substance. The same rich brown as his fur. It even seemed to contain some fur as well. Hob tilts his head and raises a brow in perplexity. "Strange…"

He shakes his hand to get the liquid off, then resolves to investigate another source of that feeling. He rolls up a sleeve to find a few gobs of substance starting to drop from his arm. The dripping seems to be slow, implying that it's coming to some kind of end. Partially satisfied, he rolls his sleeve back down.

"I'm… curious what kind of substance this is. But something is telling me not to worry much about it, and… I feel oddly compelled to comply…"

Perhaps it was just another one of those Fae realm things. These realms always seem to possess weird and confusing phenomena that seem to function far beyond what anyone can understand. It was nothing to worry about, but if something like this were to progress he'd know where to get it checked.

"Well, it's safe to say that's enough diversions."

Hob turns around from the war table and begins to walk to the tent's exit. "GORBLADDER!" He yells out in a commanding tone, "TELL THE SALT GOBLINS IT'S TIME TO PACK EVERYTHING! AN URGENT MATTER MUST BE BROUGHT TO THE GOBLIN COURT AT ONCE!"

#character tf #species tf #furry tf #hobgoblin tf #transformation #tf

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idleorbitals · 2 years ago

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OF ep 2 watch through part 1

ok! ok. ok. goddamnit this show has me wrapped around it's pinky. this got long so I am cutting it in hopefully only two

come relive with me let's talk about this beast

#1 this scene does so much so fast to establish:

mew again as someone with his own agency...the way he talks about top is like surprisingly? healthy? idk I'm glad they're making these characters so smart and nuanced you know they're feeding us well

ray's feelings for mew as (again, surprising to me) relatively pure seeming. he's going to suffer but he's not going to take it out on mew he's probably going to take it out mostly on himself and secondarily on people he doesn't think matter to him (*cough* sa– *gunshot noises*) also ray starting this scene day drinking alone 💀

the power play is so loud in this laser tag arena. why do I feel like top is going to get hurt and they're going to make me care. I don't want to care

side note but very distracting to me personally isn't anyone going to fix mew's one squished up ear? bookie that's not uncomfy??

same ray. god they're both going to get hurt so bad

ok we're in the club now. can't believe the one frame of ray smiling at the dancer is the only moment he's acting to hide from sand and not trying to crawl out of the scene. they were really playing us with that trailer huh. also ray being so polite to everyone there even though they're all just in his way hashtag not as much of an asshole as he'd like to think

lots to say about bostonnick but more importantly about mark pakin eating this pose for breakfast

boston is a rich boy too? did we know this? he's definitely a terrible person playing with nick's insecurities "if you weren't cute I wouldn't sleep with you a second time" boston shut tf up. lmao I'm sorry but atp I love neo in this role so much I'm just enjoying it

not sand this invested in what ray thinks of his wine and ray this flattered by him calling him someone with good taste. now sand likes ray's music too, or at least his dead mom's music. "how and when did your mother die?" sand back off a little baby

okay the cut from the bottle and glass next to her body to him drinking? yikes. I bet we're going to learn more about this and I'm ready and already torn up about it. was it an accident? was it intentional? or mirror on the secret third thing where ray is self-sabotaging himself into oblivion because wealth and privelege don't make you happy but do give you the tools to feed your worst tendencies

not to detract but on the first watch I was so hyped up and fully did not get that was supposed to be baby ray and was like: murder suspect? no it was the maid???

sand noticing he introduced too many feelings and going to lighten the mood: cute. correct

sand starting his forecasted "sugar daddy" storyline by saying very loudly that he doesn't want to call ray sugar daddy but also, you know, he would, you know, if he had too, but only if he really /had to/, you know

this totally-uninvested-gaze lasts for so many frames my screencapping fingers got lazy

okay we're at the water now. some people are shirtless and some people look hotter than they should in rash guards (*cough* khaotung *cough* nonnie wtf)

this devastated me I had to pause and add precious seconds to my live watch to recover

ray is really one of those people crashing through life taking psychic damage at every turn huh. I'm sorry I am so weak for characters that think they are terrible people

april and namcheum interactions so cute. april unfortunately looks and is styled so much like my ex in these scenes that I'm having trouble seeing objectively

this is so intriguing god damnit. boston is playing aggressor but top is into it? a little? swear he's smiling in this scene. but also not engaging. does he want it a little but not as much as he wants to not wreck things with mew? did something else happen in that photo booth? how does he like it

...top secretly loves to bottom and boston's going to woo his seme-acting ass by seeing through to the real him

jk jk.

or? 👀

yeah same top honestly. I don't trust either of y'all

📣 multiple types of queer sex on screen 📣 p'jojo we love you!

oh god the friends with benefits vs fuck buddies talk. Nick's going to get so screwed. does he already know this? he sort of knows, right

the problem is that even though they are clearly winning the most-uneven-investment contest I am enjoying both these characters more than top and mew atp. maybe just because I enjoy a trajectory I can visualize a bit even if it's fucked up who knows

alright we're back at the bar and ray is trying to pick up a girl with his plant line. this is relatively wholesome but ray is not watching the show he's in. buddy you only get to sleep with people if at least one person is going to be fucked up about it

(part 2) (all ofts watch throughs)

#ofts #only friends the series #ofts meta #raysand #sandray #fair warning my bias will show up here #but I am loving every bit of this show so far god damn #ofts watch through

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unicoo · 3 months ago

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I can tell the Life&Style article his team dropped last spring really REALLY bothered her lol & it probably bothered her parents too. I mean think about all the money they’ve poured into this girl & PR to make her image very specific & pretty, but Austin say I’m the prettiest person here so sit down & be humbled 😂

Seriously though this bullshit stinks so bad it makes the sewers smell like flowers in comparison. If any of this was close to true why tf did Cindy & her husband spend MONTHS!! MOOOOONTHSSSSSSSSSS painting this “we love Austin & want him around forever” narrative? Which at the beginning of 2024 they did try to make Austin look bad, which they always planned to villainize him. Look at the articles from Cindy early 2024 (which is when I think the PR shitshow was supposed to end, but redacted needed Austin so it got dragged out until he had to put his foot down & DUMP HER ASS 🥳🕺🏼)

For months on end they painted this “happy & in love” picture as if we don’t have fucking eyes!!!!!!!!

So from the time she pissed him off at the Dune after party to the time the break up was announced they were so happy & in love. All these amazing sighting sent in to Deuxmoi and the beautiful fluff articles. The bad ass pap walks we continuously called out. Wtf was all of that shit if Austin is this problematic pos?!?! Why was HER MOTHER!!!!!! THE WOMEN WHO BIRTHED HER FORCING HER TO “FIX HERSELF TO BE MORE INTERESTING” & BASICALLY BETTER FOR A MAN WHO WAS SUCH A POS?!?!?!??????

like lil girl DO NOT play with our fucking intelligence and most importantly DO NOT PLAY WITH AUSTIN ROBERT BUTLER!!!!!

Lemme calm tf down……this man is a hard worker. He’s passionate, kind, caring, HUMBLE, respectful, loving, driven, and so much more. It would only take someone 10 minutes or less to take a deep dive into who Austin is to realize this is such bullshit. I fear the haters will use this to grow more hateful, but honestly FUCK EM!!!

There is proof. Hard. Stone. Cold. Mfking. PROOF! That this article is really Kaia projecting all her shortcomings onto Austin.

Austin loves a good time & can drink anyone he knows under the table……they meant that thing LOVES a good time & WILL drink anyone she’s knows under the table. YEAH WE KNOW!!! We have proof, she fucking said herself “I don’t like missing parties” on that cringe ass podcast! To the point that she’ll not only crash a party, but she isn’t above sneaking in AND LEAVING HER FRIENDS BEHIND!!!!

Austin’s a bad boy……..they meant miss dodo is a bad girl who helps break up relationships & spends TWENTY MINUTES ALONE WITH A RANDO IN THE BATHROOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! She dated PETE FUCKING DAVIDSON, who JUST got out of rehab, you think we don’t know she was partying? Her brother is a struggling drug addict and she was a model, are we supposed to think she didn’t experiment? Give me a fucking break, her 16th birthday was at a club 🙄

Austin takes his career seriously…….well we know that talentless hack doesn’t 🤣🤣 enough said there

She’s so fucking pathetic that even knowing about her existence makes me feel pathetic 🤦🏽‍♀️

I could say so much about her, and ykw? I mfking will.

She’s a spoiled nepobaby brat who’s never had to work for or get better at anything, because everything has been handed to her. Her ego is so fragile she’s still desperately chasing after a man who dumped her sorry ass SIX FUCKING MONTHS AGO. I mean can we talk about that PLEASE!! He dumped her SIX MONTHS AGO!!! And she started man hunting IMMEDIATELY AFTER, no doubt hooking up with some of them, which is fine, but BITCH MOVE TF ON & LEAVE HIM ALONE!!!!! It’s so desperately pathetic, she’s paying, with real fucking money mind you, to bash her ex of 6 months WHILE BEING WITH A NEW MAN AFTER MANYYYYY!!!! If that’s not a sad ass mfk idk what is.

She’s has such low self esteem and it’s so fucking clear. She feels as invaluable as she is & GOOD! Be a better person & maybe you’d feel better about yourself. Just a fucking thought idk.

She needs to grow tf up & it used to be sad, because it’s so clear her “parents” failed tf out of her and her brother, but now? Fuck her idgaf I lost all empathy & sympathy for that parasitic asshole. At some point you have to look WITHIN & realize you lack the skills to be a productive member of anyfuckingthing and MAKE SOME GODDAMN CHANGES!!!

If “Austin fans” continue to support her after this I’ll be so fucking disappointed, but honestly it wouldn’t surprise me at this point. Their homegirl could spit in his face & they’ll still find a way to defend/support the bitch 🙄 birds of a fucking feather fs 💯

Talking about her ass makes me wanna drink so I wouldn’t blame Austin if he did whenever he was with her 😭 he sure did smoke whenever he was stuck with her ass, but I digress.

The amount of pure bull crap that is being stated in this article just blows my mind. 😒

This is the same man who Florence Pugh talked about having to drag out of his hotel room when in Budapest for "Dune: Part 2" filming in order to just hang out.

Austin is the same guy who Timothée Chalamet said was drinking tea instead of drinking alcohol with Jason Mamoa while in Brazil for CCXP ComicCon.

This is the same man who is a self-proclaimed wall flower. This man is not a party guy. The only "parties" he's attended have been for press and promo (most likely for "Elvis"). Other than that, this man is a homebody, and isn't a heavy drinker or hard partier. You can even just look at him and tell that he's an introverted and mellow type of guy who just minds his business.

If anyone is partying hard, it's [Redacted] 🙄

This now makes me question a lot of these Life & Style articles, because the stuff in this article is so far from reality that it's almost as if someone were making something up on the fly. 😒 You can even just look back on photos and see where Austin was and what he was doing most of the time. If he's not promoting something, he is not even spotted. It's been weeks since we've even seen him!

I swear -- 🙄 Her team is really determined to make him look bad because nobody is feeling her and Lewis, and most are actually bashing her for moving on so quickly.

There was "nothing normal" about Austin and [Redacted's] relationship alright, but it wasn't Austin's fault. 🙄

#if what I said offended you #then I’m probably talking about you 🤷🏽‍♀️#look WITHIN on that one big dog 🫡

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