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laughing-drawing-aces · 1 year ago

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I'm still a bit mad about s4 of Stranger Things because they turned both Robin and Steve into pathetic messes in order to make their dynamic work with Nancy, when in reality all three would struggle to be around each other.

Like Robin acted borderline pathetic for befriending Nancy, who was rude to her in the beginning. It's like she didn't care and threw herself at her. Plus, realistically, she would have side-eyed her for being Steve's ex. But her entire personality got thrown out the window in order to avoid conflict. Because let's be real, if Steve acted the way around her like Nancy did, Robin would have acted differently and called him out. She wouldn't let it slide, but it's Steve and not Nancy, who is perfect.

Steve acted pathetic around Nancy because he still loved her after all these years despite moving on in s3. It wouldn't be half as bad if it was more balanced, but we never saw Nancy being completely in love with Steve, even when they were together. It was always him who loved more, and now he still followed her around despite her actions in s2. Like the audience (at least some) knows Nancy cheated on him, which is a touchy subject for Steve, and yet all of his personality was ignored in order to worship his ex. I swear if he would know the truth about what happened at Murray's, I doubt he would act that way. But that would require the show acknowledging Jancy cheated, which would paint their relationship in a bad light, and the show wanted you to root for them (at least in s1-s2)

Not to forget how both Robin and Steve's other relationships got ignored for focusing on simping for Nancy. Stobin deserves an independent arc outside of romance. Like discussing their trauma from s3 and healing from it.

I wouldn't be so mad if Nancy was the driving force to make it work in s4. If she had reflected on her mistakes with Steve, it would be much more satisfying. It would make her befriending Robin much more meaningful and more natural to bring back Stancy. Because again, it's only one-sided, and Steve deserves someone who loves him as much as he loves his partner. Nancy never showed that in the show. It was always about Jonathan from s1 onwards. Her admitting she only chose Steve because Jonathan wasn't available put Stancy in such a tragic light for me. Because they never were to make it because Nancy wasn't in it 100%. It's not even the Barb thing, I'm sure it played into it, but Stancy failing is mostly due to Steve being the second choice from the beginning. Steve deserves to know that from her because he still has hopes and blames himself for the relationship's failure. And if they make Stancy endgame without Nancy putting in an ounce of work, I'll be pissed.

Also, if the show had included the messy problems within the teen group, the season ending in disaster would have been much more believable. Like the plan wouldn't have worked either way because of the tension and them not being on the same page and having trouble working together. They were destined to fail because of inner circle problems. I don't get this need of everyone being best buddies when there is so much conflict between them. It's boring tbh. And idk what the Duffers problem is that nobody is allowed to have negative feelings about Nancy or admitting that she hurt people. It's like the show is gaslighting us. You, as the audience, see how Nancy makes mistakes, and yet nobody in the show acknowledges it or is phased by it. The opposite happens because everyone simply loves her more for it. And then you're like, am I crazy??? Like when every other character makes mistakes, it's called out. People still give Steve shit about high school, but with Nancy, the same standard doesn't apply.

also this is going to be long so going to put under read more

oh my god same every time i think about how stobin just looks pathetic to show how nancy is this capable ‘leader’ drives me insane. because first of: steve and robin helped way more than nancy did. nancy just got told things and then shot a gun. that’s honestly all she did in season 4 except for create a plan that failed (which it would have failed either way but yeah). legit people think that stobin did nothing in the major fight which is because they put so much pressure on nancy’s shot that their contributions mean nothing.

honestly i will never understand robin wanting to make friends so fast with nancy meanwhile we saw last season that she called nancy a priss. also everyone complains about robin not having more talk about her sexuality and being outed which would have been good if right here we got it! robin is hesitant to be friends with nancy because maybe for her it’s always been weird for her to have friends that are girls. we could have gotten this expansion on how there’s homophobia in the 80s so perfectly with this storyline! but nope! yeah honestly they three out a bunch of robin’s characteristics and personality to just follow nancy around like a duck or a dog. and 100% robin would have called steve out if he acted like nancy did to her.

honestly yep that about steve! like he acts sooo whipped about nancy which to be fair he was while they were dating and even before. but why isn’t steve allowed a little bit resentment about how their relationship ended? why isn’t he allowed to be mad at nancy? god everytime i think about how steve is just now reduced to worshipping his ex i get so fucking annoyed. like i love how sweet steve is don’t get me wrong but can we also see him maybe experience some more negative emotions? it feels like after season 1 steve wasn’t allowed to feel anger at people/characters anymore. of course he’s bitchy and snippy but he doesn’t have any true anger moments! honestly lol the show will never acknowledge jancy cheating just like the people in the fandom who are delulu. also like lol just because you admit it doesn’t mean that you can’t still like them or that they’re evil people.

i am so fucking mad how stobin was just reduced to nancy! it even happens in the fandom: you can’t go two seconds about hearing the boat scene without hearing how ‘robin stared at nancy and look how she yelled nancy’s name’ meanwhile her bestie STEVE is dying. there are so many other dynamics but the show did stobin so dirty by just making their dynamic about nancy so fandom simply followed suit no matter how much they hate the duffers and what they write: they always seem to do exactly what the duffers are doing.

everything you said about nancy being the driving force. honestly it’s wild how nancy admits herself that she settled for steve because jonathan wasn’t available and people still think that she didn’t a) cheat by knowingly getting with another man despite the fact that she knew she wanted jonathan and b) just say that she went along with what steve was doing. i’m actually going to scream about that second one because how on earth do you want nancy to be her own person but then fucking willingly take away what she says she did of her own right?!? makes no sense: the math ain’t mathing. thank you for saying it’s not just barb! honestly people think it’s just about barb but no it’s legit because nancy just doesn’t love steve.

the way i love the messy dynamics but the duffers just breeze over it now bothers me. hell the fandom bothers me more when they do this lol. god everything here! this is already so long so i don’t want to add too much. but i do like nancy it’s just the fact that a) the show makes you believe that she’s right all the time! b) also her fans who just don’t want to criticize her or just won’t admit that she’s wrong in areas where she is also c) when her fans just make steve seem like an abuser. honestly the fans of hers have been pissing me off more than anything ngl but yeah i do love her just wish her flaws were more showed in a negative light and wish more people can acknowledge it

#stranger things #steve harrington #robin buckley #answered asks #thanks so much for sending this in :)

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sweetblossoms · 2 years ago

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saw your post abt rapunzel manipulating tim in their convo and god hard agree it Is concerning that so many ppl didn't see it. also crazy to me that ppl are mad at tim and defending rapunzel, saying that they would have taken the book too because tim was being rude etc. to me it seemed that both tim the character and ally the player Wanted to believe that rapunzel wasn't part of the plan and was good but just kind of strange, and both are successfully fooled. tim absolutely fumbles the interaction and ally could have played things better, but rapunzel was so clearly in charge of the conversation, leading him into saying worse and worse things and putting his foot in his mouth while tim was genuinely trying to be nice. tim is awkward and blunt and eccentric with Everyone, it's weird that ppl are saying he was being singularly rude to her or patronizing her or that he deserved to get the book taken. that interaction was clumsy as hell and so many words could have been chosen better but tim so clearly was trying so hard to fix his initial fuck up and be friendly w her in the same weird way he talks to everyone. I don't see how ppl came out of that scene on her side even if tim was a little rude and unfortunate w his word choice, and it's concerning to see ppl being like "ha take that stupid old man!!" abt the book being taken + in defense of a character we met an episode and a half ago and who we have been told outright is an expert at deceiving people. the princesses are so so interesting as characters and the morals going on are complex and that's a whole different conversation, but I feel like no matter whether you love rapunzel or not, ppl should be able to recognize that she was manipulating tim in that moment and taking advantage of his trusting disposition. not trying to start discourse in your ask box ofc!!! I've just seen No One Else express discomfort w rapunzel in that scene

anon this ask has been living in my head rent free since you sent it, i've been stewing over how to respond because y e s. for context, check out this post to save discourse on main (this is about to be a long one of fan critic analysis, get your popcorn and settle in if you wanna read, this is the longest post i've ever made), im gonna put my thoughts and response under a read more, sososo many spoilers under the cut read at your own risk

These were all in the replies and tags and I want to reply to all of them bc they're all worthy of being talked about bc i feel like the majority of the fandom is almost scared to critique?? So like let's talk about it since nobody else seems to be taking this approach from what I can tell (thank you to you anon for being on my side as well as the rest of you who are screaming with me) I will begin by saying that my original post is not critiquing ally the player, or any of the other players. i understand that they were in that dome, filming a session of dungeons and dragons, and improv acting and roleplaying for many hours on end with back to back episodes. i kind of get ally and the rest of the table maybe just wanting to "hope for the best", especially ally as they are quite a "hope for the good in others" type of person. it's frustrating from a viewer perspective sure, but i totally dont blame anyone ever for making a "wrong" or "non-optimal" choice while playing a ttrpg, they just have the misfortune of being filmed while doing so. i myself have made tons of bag fumbles while playing dnd, even when i thought everything through ten times over. so anything i have said or will say forward isn't to put any shouldering on to the people playing these silly storybook characters, like, i Get It

What i do want to critique is the fan response, which is the more worrying one!!! like i said in my original post, i was surprised by my d20 watch buddy having a similar response to ally. the total "oh, maybe she's just quirky bc of the self isolation, maybe she's autism rep" approach. my friend, love her to death, is also one of those "sees the best in others and hope everyone is always aiming to be their best selves" type of person, very similar to ally. i came online after that episode expecting everybody on the fanbase level to be screaming with me in a "i told you so!!" way

instead. i came online and saw people just on the attack and the defense in absolutely skewed ways!! out of NOWHERE, all these fans have come on to post about how "tim was patronizing her, and thats why she stole the book" "wow i would have hated being called girly and honey as well" "wow these conversations really didnt go their way why was tim so mean to her :(" or the opposite of "rapunzel is the evilest person to ever exist bc xyz these princesses are evil villains" or "we need to protect these princesses bc they just didnt know any better uwu"

i feel like, on a fan level, me and you anon (+all these lovely folks in the notes of that post) were the only ones screaming "hold on, that is literally not the same media i just watched"

i've seen before a lot of people be like "wow, media literacy is at an all time low" and i never really understood that until i saw the reactions after that episode. as a fan or viewer watching any media, we have the privilege of seeing more about the media than the people who are creating it. that's the best joy of being a viewer, we get to sit back and spot those foreshadowing moments and bite our nails in suspense when the music goes creepy and see the artwork and overall, we have the privilege of catching vibes that maybe those acting in it do not. this leads to those bonding moments of "i told you so" "wow im biting my nails and pacing" "oh they're gonna REGRET that". and, an "oh my god no no no do not hug her she wants to take your book god now she's feeling you up with her hair she's looking for the book ROLL INITIATIVE!!!!". it leads to glorious moments of ~dramatic irony~, a literary term for literally when something is happening in a story and the readers can catch it, but the protagonist probably didnt bc they're not seeing the full picture. While watching, from my perspective, yeah it was frustrating to watch the player bag fumble turn after turn, but it's a game of dnd, they film so many back to back, they don't get the same experience as us. however.

brennan did a great job at dropping the foreshadowing, to the point of not even so much subtly foreshadowing, he DIRECTLY TOLD THEM rapunzel was a liar and uses her words as knives. like someone pointed out, the players even PAID for that information, with the golden bridle. by the time they met these princesses, they probably knew the most about rapunzel's true nature over all the other princesses, that she uses her charisma to her advantage. the players made their choice to do the diplomatic route, to split up and chat. ally did the right thing for picking rapunzel with tim's 19 charisma stat, it would have been charisma against charisma, and an even playing field for someone they have been explicitly told is a master of words and deceit.

as fans, we've seen these episodes edited and put back to back. clues are lined up in a row. was it frustrating to see ally playing tim in a naïve way? sure. but tim's been pretty naïve this whole time, so you could stack it up to a character choice. what's more frustrating is seeing the responses of viewers being blindsided by the book thieving and chalking it all up to "evil vs good" and rapunzel's choice shaking them to their cores.

by this point in the story, by the time you get to that episode, rapunzel already gave enough bad vibes with the talk of her charismatic deceits and with her hair everywhere spying on them. maybe that last one wasn't explicitly stated, but it was heavily implied to the point of gerard writing the plans on a note instead of wanting them said out loud by elody, a scene that happened way before tim's. by the time we see rapunzel get to the kitchen, she is INSTANTLY catty. someone described her on the post as "eldritch regina george" and. yes. exactly. eldritch regina george. from our privileged spot as a viewer, rapunzel comes in, puts on the fake smile, puts on her fake tone, and says "what are you doing in here? :)". she was already ready to fight timothy. that first sentence was hostile. she was OFFENDED and checking on tim to make sure mother goose wasn't counter-spying. i honestly didnt think that would have to have been explicitly stated, she was in attack mode and plastered the fake smile for a show so that she had the upperhand in the conversation that was about to happen. this is something that fans should have at least caught on to right off the bat, we've been explicitly told that she is fake more than she is honest for the sake of being a "performative person"

the conversation happens, and she starts becoming more verbally hostile. "i dont know, what SHOULD we do hehe. it's ruined now :)" "no use in crying over spilt milk *pours milk with hair on the floor with a smile* oh no :)" "...or if it was on purpose :/ :)" "why dont you go get a mop :)" "i chose to be charming :)"

every sentence she replied with was carefully chosen. as viewers, we can watch brennan's face in full clarity of intimidation. we can have the knowledge that has been provided to not trust rapunzel as she is a charismatic spy who has words for knives. in my opinion, even without those clues before now, her show that she put on in the kitchen should have been enough as is to show that she is acting maliciously and with hostility. the smile is there as to not incite physical violence on tim's part bc then it would make TIM look like the bad guy if he attacked first. by the time she goes in for the hug. im sorry. but ally the player should have caught that, the whole table should have caught that, and-more importantly-the fans should have caught that. we all watched the same thing. we have all been told the same information. to purposefully ignore all of the red flags just to pull a "well tim was kind of mean and patronizing, and rapunzel doesnt have social skills from being locked in a tower, i forgive her, wow i didnt see that coming" is absolutely *batshit*

the lack of people catching on is what concerns me. i've met TONS of people growing up (sorry here, im all for women's wrongs, but mainly cis-girls tbh) who act like rapunzel does. from middle school and high school bullies/mean girls. mean girls at college. from parents or teachers or bosses. from normal adults in my life. they always have the same tone and inflections in the same places. the same faces with the wrinkled nose. the same sickly sweet smile. brennan played rapunzel, a known manipulator, perfectly. to a T. he embodied it fully. people JUST LIKE RAPUNZEL walk amongst us every day. i can guarantee you that even these fans that didnt catch it have met people like rapunzel in their own lives.

rapunzel is a character yes, but she is a character that mimics a masterclass manipulator. she IS the mean girl, the regina george. it leaked out of her every word, tone, and inflection. every single thing told about her and shown was, in no world, some "uwu the sweet bean was locked in a tower and doesnt have social skills". that was her origin, her start point. just like sleeping beauty locked in a castle, snow locked in her coffin. rapunzel directly says "i chose to be charming. :)." she had her origin of no social skills, her sad origin of being locked in isolation in her tower, and said "this is my greatest flaw, so i am going to dedicate my life to improving this skill bc it's what stopping me from achieving my goals." she trained her social skills to be good. too good. so good that she hopes nobody will catch her sweet charming self in the act of malicious intentions. this. was. directly. stated.

it worries me on a psychological level of the fans. yes it shows a lack of media literacy, something is frustrating on a fan-to-fan level. it shows a lack of ability of critical thinking. it shows a lack of ability to participate in dramatic irony, a necessary literary device to instill tension into a horror campaign. but also, and to what is probably my main point in this novel long hot take: it has real world implications. mean girls like rapunzel are a guarantee in life. i'm sorry, but it's true. maybe the person acts differently, maybe they aren't as obvious or more obvious. but these people walk amongst us. they use the same tone and same cadence to their words. these manipulators see what they want, and devise a way to convince the person into giving them what they want. rapunzel did not use the Charm Person spell, or the Friendship spell. She used. her words. like a normal human being. and by doing so, we as the fans were able to catch on and should have had a moment of "RUN GOOSE, RUN AWAY, NO DONT LET HER HUG YOU". but instead, a lot of people turn a blind eye to these manipulators in their lives. they pull a "aw but they have a tragic backstory, they're just confused and need love :/" "they cant be THAT bad..." they see a sweet little smile on the face and an upticked tone of voice, and go "well, they're playing nice, so now i have to play nice bc otherwise im the bad guy here" which!!! you do not!!

this is exactly how manipulators worm their ways in, this is what ALLOWS manipulation to work in its various forms. it's how people get trapped in abusive relationships. it's how people get scammed. on a personal end, i lived a narcissistic manipulator for a long time growing up, and it was exhausting. once you could put down the rose colored glasses and see right through the act, you notice how every inch of their mannerisms are performative. everything they say and do comes with the caveat of them wanting something from you and are trying to butter you up in the meantime. if you catch and call onto it, they IMMEDIATELY turn on you, they sneer and retreat to their next target who it will fool. the cycle continues, the next target is selected.

on a fan level, if we as fans cannot play into dramatic irony as a practice, if we cannot exit our seats of mind to catch on to those "eldritch regina george" quirks at the bud in a piece of fictional media where the puzzle has been handed on a silver platter, then there is a l o t more work to be done on 1) general media literacy 2) ANY fandom perception on media and 3) general awareness of how to spot and deal with manipulators in real life. if you can't catch on to it in a silly fictional ttrpg media, how do you expect to catch on to it in real life? how many of these same fans are trapped in manipulative relationships around them? how many more will they fall for bc of the "oh no but they have tragic backstory so it's forgiven uwu"? as fans, you cant sit there in the same breath saying that tim was condescending to rapunzel and then follow it up with not noticing what was ACTUALLY happening in real time. if you wanna say that rapunzel was ALLOWED to be a manipulator because of her origin, what other manipulators are you defending in your real life? how many of these manipulators continue their tricks BECAUSE they know naïve people exist and will fall for it? how many have been enabled in the same cycle bc it worked on one so it'll work on the next?

i wish i had a fun way to conclude this absolutely massive chunk of fandom critique gibberish, but i just dont. i wish i could find a more comprehensive way to scream about this, so take this post as me SCREAMING about this, anon my dm's are open if we wanna rant some more

#i havent entered fandom discourse in awhile in ANY fandom but this one has been bothering me so fucking much #tldr anon my messages are open if you wanna scream with me some more #anon #ask #neevrafter spoilers #neverafter #d20 #dimension 20 #d20 spoilers

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bluebunnyears-08 · 2 years ago

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Keep Your Head Up!

Sonic reminiscences about his friends.

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I decided to do one based on Sonic.

Sonic suffering, of course.

That's it ^v^

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They looked like them.

They sounded like them.

Most of them even had the same mannerisms as them.

But they weren't them.

They didn't act like them.

They didn't talk like them.

They didn't feel like them.

Amy Rose, once the sweetest and cutest friend to have now was either cold, and lacked compassion. Her once warm and cheery green eyes now blank and empty or filled with suspicion and feral anger.

No more adorable strength, no more cheerfulness, nothing but brute force and stoic brutality.

Rouge, once the alluring jewel thief. He didn't spend much time around her, the bat preferred to keep to herself. But he noticed how she now lead resistance's or groups, nothing like the lone bat thief she once was.

And while he wasn't as bothered with that, he still found it hard to accept and get used to.

Knuckles, once a powerful fighter and dependent friend, was now either crazy or selfishly greedy. His steady blue eyes gleamed with unstable intent.

He even missed him at this point.

Shadow wasn't doing so well either. While he stayed his stoic self, the hero saw some cracks slip through, ones that Shadow obviously hoped nobody would notice, how his eyes held so much pain and sadness, how he was more aggressive than usual, how his voice would barely shake when talking about home.

But the blue urchin didn't say anything, never commented on it. He didn't think Shadow would accept it anyway with how mad he is at him.

Then there was...him. The fox who always stuck by his side, who was once just a little kid who followed him around, who was always tinkering away on inventions a happy smile on his face, who was the greatest friend, greatest brother, anyone could ask for.

Most of his variants were the same, but not exactly. Mangey was nothing but a feral animal, unable to even speak, only talking with grunts and growls and Sails, while being the closest to resemble him, didn't have...it just wasn't the same.

But then there was Nine, the most different from him. The metal tailed fox was blunt and cold, barely smiled, worked alone, was always alone. Once bright and curious baby blues were now cold and pained icy blue (please dont look at me like that). Once fluffy and bright fur was now limp and pale. His ears were longer than his too, ending with darkened tips at the end.

He noticed how Nine's metal tails wrapped around his organic ones, making an illusion of one tail. He felt his ears droop at the sight.

The most painful thing was how...isolated and...and scared this kid was. When he first met them, they attacked him because he called them his name he broke into their lab.

And he felt a harsh pang in his chest at how much they hated his name at how lonely this kit is.

He couldn't bear the sight of it.

So he tried to make sure he was there for Nine. Giving him compliments and encouragement, cheering him on, letting the fox lean on him for support, everything he used to do for him.

But it still hurt so so much...sucked.

All of this still sucked so much.

He sometimes wished he would wake up and all of this would be over. Just a nightmare.

But that never happened, he was still here, still in the now broken world he once lived in and protected.

Sometimes he felt a wetness in his eyes a little down, but he held his head high.

All of this will work out in the end, he just has to keep going, just has to keep staying positive.

Just keep going.

Just.

Stay.

Positive.

#more sonic prime!#prime pain #nine the fox #sonic the hedgehog #shadow the hedgehog #emotional agony #sonic needs a hug

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strawberryfairi · 1 year ago

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“I loved you then…back when I knew you”

Synopsis: 💎 When your old high school best friend, and admittedly, first love randomly shows up at your door one morning after a bit over ten years apart, your memories of him that you once locked away comes flooding back. Are you open to hearing him out after all this time? (In other words…will you take your man back or nah?)

♕Pairings: Kazutora X Black Fem Reader 🤎 🛑Content: 18+, Eventual smut, Some grief, Some angst ~Crossposted On: Wattpad ONLY ~Updating WEEKLY

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CHAPTER 4: FEELINGS

"No! You can't hide it, are you crazy?!"Miyazaki-chan exclaimed with wide eyes.

"What do you mean I can't hide it?!" Your face scrunched up in bewilderment.

You girls were all currently eating lunch in an open classroom, somewhere y'all were sure nobody (nobody as in Kazutora) would find you and overhear.

"That's not a good idea. It never ends well trying to hide it." Asuka added.

"Listen, if you try to hide how you feel you're just gonna look like a dumbass." Miyazaki-chan said, her tone serious.

"So what then, the best option is to just show it and look like an even bigger dumbass?!" You scrunched your face as you spoke.

".....Yeah!" They all nodded.

"Hell naw! That is so stupid!" You ranted, throwing your hands up.

"Hey! I don't know why you're freakin' out about this at week, like what, six?! Why didn't you see this coming?!" Hanako-chan accused, pointing a finger at you.

"What?! Who sees a crush on someone coming? Be for real." You rolled your eyes.

"Literally everyone except you, apparently! You didn't notice the way you've been acting around him? I mean damn, you've had hearts in your eyes since the day he first came to school!" Yumi ranted.

You slapped a hand over your mouth, letting out a deep gasp. "Did I really?!" You asked nervously, your tone much softer now.

"Yes!"

"It was pretty bad."

"Literally hearts in your eyes."

"Everyone noticed."

They all said one after the other. You groaned, covering your face with your hands. "I don't think this is good. I don't know if he likes me ba-

"He does." They once again all said in unison.

"I'm serious, guys!" You whined childishly.

"And we're serious too! I mean think about it, he always walks with you and he defends you all the time!" Yumi said, a slight swoon in her voice.

"Wait what? Defends me all the time? He only helped me once."

"No, that's not true, you're just never there." Hayashi-chan cut in. "Whenever he hears some guys talking about you in a way he doesn't like, he gets super mad, like, really pissed."

You were silent, taking in and registering what she just said. "Well..that's not a for sure sign that he likes me. We'll just have to see, I guess. I'll play it cool as best as I can." You shrugged, sighing in slight defeat.

Crushes are always such a hassle. They can be fun and exciting, but the anxiousness of not knowing how someone feels about you always kinda sucks. Most times crushes end up just being phases anyway, and honestly for your sake, you hoped this one was a phase.

The fifty minute lunch period was soon over, leaving you bored once again in your math class. It was pretty trash having to go from fun lunchtime to boring math, but whatever, that's life. You always sat right up front and to the far left side by the window. You had to be in the front in all your classes because it helped you focus and see better. You hated having to peer through all these different people just to see what's on the board.

At some point in the middle of class a crumbled piece of paper fell onto your desk, right on top of your binder. You looked around with furrowed brows, seeing no one looking suspicious in any way, before opening the paper.

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The next day had come around, Tuesday. It was officially four days into the month of October, and the weather's been much cooler now.

Kazutora noticed you approaching him in the hallway, which left him a bit surprised seeing as he usually comes and finds you. He didn't mind it though.

"Hey Kazi." You greeted him with a small smile. "What's up?" He looked down at you with a little grin. He liked that you weren't afraid to call him by his nickname in school anymore. You used to always save it for when you both were alone or walking home together.

"Uhh, so I actually won't be able to walk home with you today." You mutter, fiddling around with the hem of your skirt.

"Huh?" His brows furrowed.

"Yeah, one of my classmates asked to hang out with me at this park after school." You looked up at him with an apologetic tone.

Wait wait wait, what? Kazutora figured he must be trippin', 'cause did he just hear you say a classmate asked you to the park with them? Yesterday, the crumpled note you received in math class had been an invitation. It wasn't often someone from school offered to hang out with you, so you figured why not? Could be fun, who knows?

"Oh? Who is it?" He tilted his head to the side inquisitively.

You started to get a little nervous. His tone was absolutely not matching the look on his face. He sounded normal as usual, but his eyes looked like there was hellfire behind them.

"He's in my math class. He's really nice so I didn't wanna say no." You skillfully avoided saying who it was, and made sure to add the fact that he's a nice guy, hoping that would somehow make Kazutora feel better about hanging with someone else. From the outside, Kazutora had a pretty composed demeanor, but on the inside he was lighting the whole school on fire. Your words rang loudly in his ears, repeating over and over again.

He's really nice Didn't wanna say no In my math class Really nice

He...it's a he, and he's nice?! So nice, allegedly, that you felt you couldn't say no to him. Just so nice in fact, that you went and chose him over Kazutora. Who is this kid? Where the hell did he get the balls to ask to hang out with you of all the girls in this entire school?! Did he not know you always walked with him now? He really didn't know he'd called dibs on you, like almost a month ago?

"Nice, huh? You like him or somethin'?" He asked as cooly as he could manage, raising a brow.

"Well I mean, I like him but not like that, you know? He's sweet though, and it seems like he's pretty shy." You shrugged, trying to reiterate that your classmate really is a nice guy...again. You'd went and spoke to him for a bit after class, wanting to make sure the note was actually meant for you. He seemed genuinely kind, so why wouldn't you say yes?

It took every fiber of Kazutora's being to not clench his jaw in annoyance. Isn't this just peachy? You both might as well be two peas in a pod, running off into the sunset being shy and sweet together. He didn't like this at all, not even a little. He hated how it made him feel, imagining you being someone else's princess, even though the whole school already knows you to be his own princess.

Kazutora was jealous...as fuck, but he'd never admit that out loud. He hummed in response to you, nodding his head slowly.

"We can walk together tomorrow though, ok? Both to school and back; I promise!" You gave him another one of those sickeningly sweet smiles, placing a hand on his arm. In just that moment he was calm again, looking down at your hand sealing the promise you made to him. Then as soon as your hand left and you told him "I'll see you later" in that silky voice, walking down the hall to wherever you were going, the jealousy came crashing right back in.

He spent the entire rest of the day agonizing over you and whoever it was you'd be spending time with after school. It was causing physical pain at this point not knowing which kid it was in your grade that had the guts to go for you.

Shy my ass.... He thought to himself bitterly.

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At the end of the day, Yamagishi had come to your locker just as he said he would. As you both exited the building, all you heard were whispers and murmurs about why you weren't walking with Kazutora today, and if the two of you broke up. You ignored it, talking about how the day went with him.

Yamagishi really was a sweet guy. As soon as a conversation about something he's into came up, he'd go on and on about it, the nervousness completely out the window.

He took you to a nice public park. It was really beautiful, the autumn leaves were all kinds of burgundy, orange, and yellow shades, some fallen on the path creating this ethereal effect. There were so many people walking around here, some couples and some groups of friends doing the same thing as you and Yamagishi, walking around leisurely after school.

"I've never been here before; this is really nice!" You beamed, speed walking over to the lake in the center of the park. The park was built around the body of water, cute metal plates of the different species of fish in the water circled around the whole perimeter of the lake.

"Yeah, I like to come here pretty often and do homework. It's really cool-looking this time of year." He chuckled shyly, joining your side by the water. He was so glad you liked it here. He'd spent days trying to think of where he could take you to hang out where he could finally tell you how he feels about you. His friends had been hassling him for months telling him if he doesn't do it soon someone else'll come along and beat him to the punch and he'll regret it forever.

"Thanks for bringing me here." You smile at him sweetly, before turning your attention back to the fish swimming around aimlessly in the water. Yamagishi blushed hard, his cheeks turning deep pink as he looked at your face. You look so pretty standing there with such a peaceful expression, the wind brushing past the little coils in your updo. He loves how you always have such cool hairstyles, and you always make your uniform match your own personal style. Your skin is so clear and looks even softer, too. Then your eyes, that foreign shape and the way they always seem like they're sparkling, he loved it. He swallowed hard, balling his fists up in his pockets as he tries to build the courage to do what he brought you here to do.

"Um-

"Ooo look! They have a hojicha latte stand! You want some?!" You beamed abruptly, pointing to the right behind Yamagishi. There was a small line of people, all waiting for a hot cup of hojicha (Note: Hojicha lattes are a tea latte made from Japanese roasted green tea leaves~).

"O-oh, I can get you some if you want?" He offered sweetly, a bit disappointed at his spoiled chance. He'll find another opening though, for sure.

"No no, you don't have to! I can-

"I want to." He cut you off, giving you the cutest smile, "Wait here, I'll be right back!" He called over his shoulder, already jogging over to the slightly growing hojicha line. You laughed lightly to yourself, waiting patiently for him to come back with your drink.

He came back fairly quickly, handing you your drink. The both of you walked around in a tranquil silence, at least, it was tranquil for you. Yamagishi on the other hand was freaking out mentally, completely shook that one of his previously wildest dreams was actually unfolding in real life right now. He'd feel like an absolute failure if he went home without confessing to you, he has to do it, at least really try! Maybe after he confesses he could hold your hand like a couple. Maybe even kiss!

"Oh, you know what, I heard the school is gonna be doing a really nice autumn festival in Novem- You cut yourself off, noticing some random tall dude aggressively bump into Yamagishi's shoulder, spilling his drink all along his arm and part of the front of his shirt. His face contorted in pain as the hot beverage made contact with his skin through his clothes. Your face scrunched up in anger and shock, your head snapping behind you to glare at the guy who did this. He was super tall, probably a little over six feet, wearing some all red outfit.

"Hey! You just made him spill his drink all over his shirt! What is wrong with you, you don't see all this space to walk around?!" You ranted, gesturing towards Yamagishi's stained shirt. The tall guy turned around, an annoyed look on his face.

Yamagishi's eyes widened in horror, immediately recognizing the symbol on the guys outfit. He knew a lot about all kinds of things gang related, so it didn't take him long to register that this was none other than Osanai, the current leader of Moebius.

"Huh?" He says stupidly.

"hUuuH?", You mocked him, becoming more annoyed by the second, "Apologize to him!" You demand, your demeanor completely serious, stepping up towards the gang leader boldly.

"Why doesn't your little boyfriend speak up for himself, huh? You got a problem with me, pussy?" He asked smugly, looking past you and straight at a petrified Yamagishi. You scoffed, appalled at how rude he was being.

"N-no sir!" Yamagishi frantically answered before turning and grabbing your hand, "Come on, we should-

"Well how 'bout this, I got a problem with you. Don't talk to him like that!" You said fiercely, taking your hand out of Yamagishi's, walking over and shoving a hand in Osanai's chest. You weren't exactly sure why you were reacting like this, maybe there was some unmanaged anger about that situation with that rapist weeks ago that still lingered. Maybe you were tired of guys acting like they can just do whatever they want and get away with it, picking on people who weren't as strong. Highly likely both. The tall guy bursted out into laughter, looking down at you like you were an ant.

Suddenly, he snatched you by the front of your shirt, making your heart drop as you yelped. "You've got some guts, girl. You realize who you're talkin' to?" He asked menacingly, he was so close your noses were nearly touching.

"Let go." You gritted out angrily, standing your ground.

"Don't hurt her! Let her go!" Yamagishi cried out, pulling you out of his grip and shifting himself in front of you.

"Hey, we got a problem here, boss?"

Another boy, tall, with a friend both dressed the same as Osanai strolled over casually. They looked intimidating, just like this one who started everything.

"Yeah, seems this little miss wants some trouble." He smirked deviously, talking over his shoulder. "Oh yeah?" The other less taller one spoke, chewing some gum lazily. Your heart was pounding, pumping both fear and high levels of anger through your veins.

"If you want a problem, I can hand you a problem!" You snapped from behind Yamagishi's shoulder. The tallest one snickered, then pushed Yamagishi out of the way like he was nothing, making him fall to the ground. Osanai gripped your jaw tightly, two fingers forcing your lips to pucker out in an embarrassing way. Then, he nodded towards Yamagishi, letting the other two stomp him out right in front of you. "You shoulda just kept your mouth shut, bitch. Now you can watch your punk ass boyfriend get-

You cut him off with a hard slap, using your own hot hojicha cup to hit him in the face with. His head slightly turned to your left, eyes wide as the drink spilled along him and your own arm. Osanai let go, letting you stumble back while panting heavily. "To think I was gonna let you off the hook." He chuckled dryly. Your heart dropped. What the hell kind of situation is this?! You can't fight him, Yamagishi sure as hell can't fight, you're stuck. Your whole body was shaking, hands trembling just like six weeks ago with that college aged creep. You didn't wanna be hopeless like back then, you wanted to fight for yourself, protect yourself. You balled your fists at your sides, preparing for a fight.

You heard Yamagishi yell for you to just run away, but fuck that. It'd be terrible for you to leave him. Clearly no one else around had the guts to help y'all, so you'll just have to do what you can.

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Welp....the fight didn't last very long, nor did it go well for you. Yamagishi had somehow managed to weasel himself away from the two guys attacking him, placing himself between you and Osanai just in time to take the punch he was about to throw at you. His body fell to the side and hit the ground like he didn't weigh a thing. You could tell Osanai was a fighter for real, he had insane technique. Just as Yamagishi fell out cold, Osanai readied another punch, this one finally managing to hit you directly in the face. You fell down right with Yamagishi, wailing out in pain like a baby and cupping the left side of your face gently. Osanai and the others threatened to do worse if we ever tried them again, then left on their merry way like nothing happened.

The two of you got back to your house late in the night. Your mom was fast asleep so you were able to sneak him into your room without waking her up. You handled the both of your wounds gently, taking the most time on Yamagishi as he received the worst of it. He apologized to you over and over and over, tears flowing down his face like a waterfall. He felt horrific that he couldn't save you, and felt pathetic even more at the fact that he barely even did much at all. You were braver than he was in his opinion. You held your ground against a man while all Yamagishi wanted to do was get outta there as fast as possible. He felt like he didn't deserve someone as strong as you, and he especially didn't think he deserved a girl he can't even protect.

"You don't have to keep apologizing. Honestly, I should've just listened to you; we should've ran away or something. Neither one of us knows how to really fight, and that guy seemed like he was a boxer or some kinda professional." You mumbled, gently placing some circular shaped bandaids on his arms. He frowned, not really feeling any better about the situation. You let out a deep sigh, placing the first aid supplies down, looking him in the eyes. "I-I couldn't do anything. I wanted to save you, but I'm not strong like those guys." He stuttered, frantically wiping away at his continuous tears. Your heartstrings pulled at the sight of him, making you tear up your own self.

"You're not necessarily as strong or super tall like them, but you did stick up for me. You defended me the best that you could, and I appreciate that a lot. You're way better than them, Yamagishi. They're physical strength is all they have so they just go around hurting people to make them feel better about themselves. But you have more strength than them by a long shot, 'cause your brave and respectful; compassionate. You got a gold heart." You smiled softly, hugging him from the side gently.

Yamagishi's heart skipped probably five beats in a row. He couldn't believe you still thought highly of him even after what happened. He melted into the hug, slowly resting his head on your shoulder. You patted his back a bit, pulling away from the hug. He took the small window of silence between the two of you to do what he planned to do this whole time.

"I-..I really like you-

You cut him off, leaning forward and planting a small, sweet kiss on his cheek. Yamagishi gasped, stiffening up instantly as he fell dead silent. His heart was racing ten miles a second.

"I know." You speak softly, "But, I like you more as a friend."

"Oh.." His heart sank, eyes cast downward in disappointment. As fast as his dream came, it dissipated into mist, drifting away rapidly in the wind.

"You'll find someone that loves you, and when you do, you'll make her really happy! I know that for sure." You assure, giving him a light smile. It was hard for you, turning down such a cute sweetheart like him. Honestly it worried you about your own little crush situation with Kazutora.

You very well may be joining Yamagishi in the unrequited love parade soon.

🩵A/N: Thanks so much for reading y'all, and I hope you guys are enjoying the fluff section of the story so far! Please like and reblog and whatever else lol, love y'all🧚🏾‍♀️

#kazutora x reader #black female reader #tokyo revengers x black reader #tokyo rev #kazutora hanemiya #kazutora #tokyo rev x reader #kazutora hanemiya x reader #black fem reader #strawberryfairi

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theywontletmebeprincipal · 1 year ago

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okay I've watched Fionna and Cake and WOW I enjoyed it a LOT more than I originally thought I would.

I had to sit with the last episode for a while. Trying to decide my feelings on it, you know? My first reaction to how they painted Simon and Betty's relationship was that they did that so the audience could better cope with Simon's choice to move on. Thought about it more and yeah, I was wrong. It just removed the rose-colored glasses. I think the one thing I didn't like was Beth spelling the whole thing out, like yeah I got it. The chose your own adventure allegory worked! I got it. I like the last episode! The part when GolBetty was still protecting Simon when Scarab kept trying to fuck with him got me emotional

Winter King was the biggest tumblrsexyman bait I have EVER seen- selfcest bait and all! Pretty funny, I respect it.

Loved both what Gary and Marshall Lee were doing and what was happening with the main characters. I wasn't sure if I would be too interested in them, but fucking. I got invested in the baking!

BRO THE THEME SONG!?!?! I had only seen the one for the first episode beforehand, so the real intro was a surprise to me! I love it!

Trying to organize my thoughts is hard uuhh just I liked it and will probably rewatch it :]

1. ok the thing about the choose your own adventure allegory isn’t that it’s just that. I thought it was the one weak aspect at first too but in the ending sequence there’s a reveal that totally recontextualizes it

remember the little girl who wanted to be a writer because of ice king’s fionna and cake books? she sketches casper and nova during that sequence. casper and nova isn’t just some random allegory they pulled in — it’s HER BOOK. those are her ocs based off of the stories simon told her about him and betty, and ultimately it was that girl’s portrayal of them, not beth’s explanation, that made him realize what was going on

re: beth, I think it was at least a very interesting dynamic. simon is usually paired with characters either much younger than him or just less worldly than him, and he’s very book/world smart, so I think people tend to forget how immature he can be. ice king was just simon to the extreme after all, not to mention the way simon acts in the earlier episodes (him refusing to run from scarab because he just doesn’t feel like it is a great example). he’s a very smart guy but sometimes he gets so caught up in that that he doesn’t step back to consider anything except surface level logic. pair that with him going slightly mad with worry and I fully understand why beth thought he was shermy doing a bit

simon isn’t childish per se, but there’s a lot of things he doesn’t know because he doesn’t ever really look outside his own perspective, and I like how casper and nova illustrated that. simon has always been this sort of fatherly figure that everyone else admires but nobody else sees the worth in, he’s always trying to shoulder so much for no reason. there’s been this imagery the whole season of simon caring for people younger than him (baby finn, normal finn, fionna, astrid, etc) but he never actually lets himself be cared for. so it makes sense that him being given the grace that a kid would be given and ultimately realizing his wrongdoing after seeing himself through the eyes of a child would be a thing that happens

2. you’re so right about gumlee me too man. the scene where they kissed while pb n marcy were hurtling to their toxic codependent yuri deaths was crazy. holy shit

3. I honestly think there’s a LOT to winter king I have a couple posts worth of analysis on it. I think the idea of simon doing something so wildly unethical is very fascinating I loved watching him spiral into madness. slay

4. the biggest surprise for me I think was cake’s arc? like looking back I totally should’ve seen it coming but it was I think my favorite ongoing plotline from the show. her wishes being at odds with fionna’s presented this really interesting dynamic that finn and jake never had and the way she was a narrative foil to simon was like. ohhhh that was fucking evil of the writers . simon desperately wanting to destroy his mind and cake desperately wanting to keep hers. the way that translates into their dynamic with each other. the terrifying dawning realization that fionna might prefer her non sentient. of course it isn’t true, but it would’ve felt that way, no?

also just fucking. “everybody dies. they should get to die as themselves.” “fionna, I am myself. like this.” what if I spontaneously combusted killing everyone in a 3 mile radius. what then

#sanswers #sorry this is a LOT of text but I have Thoughts #you can tell it’s serious too bc I’ve actually taken the time to write out ‘and’#adventure time #fionna and cake

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heavencasteel420 · 9 months ago

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I probably won't finish the fifth chapter of Tonight, Tonight, the Highway's Bright until Tuesday or so, but in honor of the We Love Jancy Fanfic Event, I'm posting the first bit (Nancy's letter to Jonathan) right here:

Dear Jonathan,

Guess who’s grounded for a week because she disappeared for almost three hours on Thanksgiving Day? That’s right—it’s me! Mom was frantic when I came home, with Dad and all the relatives tiptoeing around her, nibbling on hors d’ouvres. Apparently she’d called Steve (even though he was in Virginia with his grandparents for Thanksgiving) and Tommy (as though I’d spend any time with Tommy on my own) and Carol (which at least makes sense—she was in town and we do hang out a lot, unfortunately). Plus half a dozen other people from school, so everybody’s whispering about how I’ve gone crazy again. I guess I’m lucky, because if I hadn’t broken my hand and screamed at my mom in front of everyone last winter, they’d be gossiping about how I must have been cheating on Steve, or doing drugs in the woods, or going to the Planned Parenthood in Bloomington for a VD test. I’m insane enough that nobody has a problem believing that I’d skip out on Thanksgiving just to smoke cigarettes and listen to The Lexicon of Love in my car by myself.

(Do you like ABC? I bet not. I bet they’re too goofy for you.)

That’s what I told everyone, by the way. I figured you wouldn’t want everyone in your business, even though you don’t live here anymore. I thought about telling Mom, because she always liked you and she’d be glad to hear you were doing all right. She’d probably say something to Dad, though, and he’d let it slip to people at his job. I thought about telling Steve, too, because he’s maybe the only person who seems to think I was acting weird (for me, I mean). He keeps asking why I didn’t just fake sick or go to Carol’s if I needed a break from my family. That’s what he does when things are tense at home, basically: pretend to be too tired from basketball practice and hole up in his bedroom, or visit me or Tommy. Sometimes I worry that he has the idea that I’m cheating, like maybe Billy Hargrove said something to him, but I don’t really think that’s it. He’d be mad at me and Billy, and he’d be hurt, and he’d have every right to feel that way, but he wouldn’t be too scared to ask me if it was true. Because that would be a shitty thing to do—it was shitty to let Billy feel me up that one time—but sometimes normal girls cheat on their boyfriends. He’d know what to do with that—dump me or forgive me or get back at me with some other girl. But I don’t think he even knows what he’s afraid I’m doing.

Speaking of being afraid to ask things, Mom hasn’t said one word about the cobbler. At first I assumed she’d forgotten—there were two pies and cookies and ice cream for the dessert already—but then Dad asked if there were any leftovers of the cobbler on Sunday, and she told him it’d all been eaten up. Maybe it was. It’d be a lot for one person, but probably your roommate ate some of it. What’s he like, anyway? I don’t think I even asked whether you met him through school or work or what. I guess I talk a lot about myself. Did you like the cobbler?

Well, I get out of prison on Saturday. I’m going shopping for winter formal dresses with Carol. I am not looking forward to it. All the girls have been bringing catalogs and magazines to school this week so they can show each other their favorites, but it just makes me sad. Barb and I used to look over Seventeen for hours and talk about what we’d wear to high school dances, when that was still years away. We used to wear matching outfits. Do you remember that? The same styles, but different colors, because I was a brunette and she was a redhead. Like Betsy-Tacy. But you’ve probably never heard of Betsy-Tacy.

Anyway, Carol’s a redhead, too, and she’s mad because pink dresses are so “in” this year. It’s hard to find one that’s any other color. She thinks it’s some kind of fashion law that you can’t wear pink if you’re a redhead, even though all the magazines say that you just need to pick a shade that complements your hair color. She told me that’s just a lie advertisers made up to sell lipsticks. (There’s no way you’re interested in this debate, but you’re going to hear all about it, anyway.) She’s been pissing off all the other girls by criticizing their dress choices. Chrissy Cunningham, one of the cheerleaders, almost cried because Carol said her carnation-pink Gunne Sax gown would made her complexion “look like ass.” And Nicole Evans isn’t speaking to her because she said Nicole could wear anything she wanted, because she “has a face like an angry hardboiled egg no matter what she does.”

(I feel bad for Nicole—her face doesn’t actually look like an egg—but I’d feel worse for her if she wasn’t always talking behind my back about how sad and boring and not-that-cute I am, and how she can’t believe Steve ever looked at me twice. She’s not totally off-base, but I don’t think she should blame me for Steve’s bad taste, ha ha.)

About the only girls who are still talking to Carol are me and Heather Holloway. Heather has black hair and looks gorgeous in pink, so Carol couldn’t really insult her. (She couldn’t insult me because I didn’t tell her my dress idea—I want one like Ariel wears in Footloose, pink and off the shoulder—but I’m sure she’ll do it on Saturday.) But Heather’s mother is taking her shopping in Indianapolis, so it’s just me and Carol at the downtown J.C. Penney’s…and Mike. I don’t know if Mom’s still punishing me by making me chauffeur him—he shot up a few inches over the summer and seriously needs new pants—or if she’s just desperate to get him out of the house. Honestly, though, he’s not going to make the trip worse. Carol will be annoying about it, but she’s always kind of annoying. Plus she’ll talk the whole time, so I won’t have to figure out what to say to Mike. He’s so quiet nowadays. I worry about him sometimes.

By the way, don’t think that you’re getting out of meeting me at the mall in Indianapolis. Your time is coming, because the selection at the J.C. Penney’s downtown is never good, and I still want my dish back.

Love,

Nancy

#tonight tonight the highway's bright #jancy fanfic #jonathan byers #nancy wheeler

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someuncreativi2 · 2 years ago

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[] What my Tsaritsa thinks of the Harbingers [] PART 2

Pulcinella

“If I ever have to oversee anything outside of Snezhnaya, the first person I ask to take my position is Pulcinella. Though out of his physical prime, his leadership abilities are certainly remarkable; honestly, he sometimes does a better job at making financial decisions than me.

Also, I know I just said he’s a good leader, but in actuality, he reminds me of an elderly neighbor more than a mayor- the kind that would bring home-baked goods to a solstice dinner and laugh like a character from a children’s book. Well, he actually does that ‘ohoho’ laugh, so maybe that’s part of why I get that feeling from him, but you get what I mean.

This may be a bit of a side tangent, but when I was assigning his position, he seriously suggested we call him ‘the Rooster’. I questioned why he’d want that and he said, ‘because how else would you recognize this old geezer?’ before doing his ‘ohoho’. He really does act like an old neighbor sometimes.”

Capitano

“I truthfully never really connected with the Captain; not in a bad way, but more like we never spoke. I’ve seen him take on monsters ten times his size and come out without a scratch, so I can more than speak on his physical strength. Honestly, it’s a wonder how he only got to the position of Fourth and not higher.

In terms of him as a person, however, we’ve only ever spoken casually a couple of times. Each time we did, he kept his questions and answers short, like, ‘I’m fine’ or ‘it is a shame’. A man of few words, I suppose.

Maybe it’s rude to assume this of him, especially considering his more polite tone, but maybe he doesn’t see reason to speak to me. He’s the only foreign Harbinger that keeps ties with their Archon; in fact, he’s the only decent link I have to Murata… er, by ‘decent’ I mean ‘friendly rivalry’ and not just ‘hatred’… a step up, all things considered.”

Columbina

“You want to know about the Damselette? I’m sorry, but whatever you heard from the others is all I know as well, especially the part about her rank. I know, it’s crazy that I don’t remember why I put her where she is; I get it.

When I ask her about it, thinking the Divine Priest would remember the single most important day in her career, she just smiles and says ‘The Gods brought me here’, and I can’t disprove her ‘claim’, if you can even call it that… every time I try to think about a reason, my head starts hurting, almost like my brain is trying to make me forget…

With that said, despite being physically weak, I don’t have interest in ranking her down. She’s sweet enough, and she gets her job done well enough, so I am truly in no place to tell her off.”

Dottore

“Dottore, Dottore… where do I begin with Dottore?

Let me make something clear: the word ‘brilliant’ does not begin to describe this man. In my centuries of living, I have never once met a medical expert with half as much wisdom as him…

…but that’s the problem. He’s a genius and he knows it. Genius leads to boredom, and boredom leads to innovation… and I don’t think I need to tell you why that’s a problem when out in relation to the man who’s already done every experiment under the sun, and yet strides to find one more.

He hails from the Sumeru Akademiya’s hallowed halls. I’m those halls, there are six cardinal rules; don’t interfere with human evolution, don’t toy with life, don’t go beyond the universe, don’t see into the history of words, don’t revere the gods without devotion, and don’t partake in what is forbidden and feared. My personal theory is that his thesis was how to break every one of these rules, which landed him the cushiony title of ‘expelled’.

I don’t think he’s mad about it, though. Less restricted experimentation seems like a blessing to him, so he probably thanks the Akademiya for his exile. A sentiment I’m sure nobody else even thinks of sharing.”

Pierro

“Oh… him.

Well, he’s… he’s strong, I’ll give him that, and… a-and he knows his way around things, that’s something.

What else, what else… he’s ah… he’s very…

…whatever. Forget I said anything about him to begin with. Please.”

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lyon-amore · 2 years ago

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The half of me Chapter 26

Chapter 25 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

In Colville things were moving much faster. People come and go as if they were late somewhere and there is much more noise. Although also in the noise I manage to find hidden sounds that could perfectly be urban music. "MC, over here!" Jane calls me to approach the group. I had distracted for a second, seeing why Daliah liked this place. Here nobody knows you because it is a very big place with so many people that nobody pays attention to you. At least I only have to go out in one scene even if I have to talk. I had to study my lines during the train ride. Why don't they just remove this scene from the script? I try to pay attention to Carter, even though I'm nervous. Knowing that I have to act unprofessional makes my stomach churn. Is it too late to go back?

I'm supposed to act like I'm mad at them, but I have a hard time. Besides, I don't know how to act! I sit on a park bench after missing take after take. I don't do it well. Why have they decided that I should act? Has no sense. “You're doing great.” Grace sits next to me, smiling up at me. I roll my eyes. I'm not doing it right. Why are she lying? "I know you're trying to cheer me up, but this time it's not working" I answer annoyed ". Eliminate Daliah's character in this scene, use another actress or actor, I'm going home.” I get up from the bench to leave, but Grace stops me. "Just as dramatic as your sister" she makes me sit down and grabs my arm ". What if you think of the moment that made you most angry and use it to act?" The moment that annoyed me the most? Knowing that Daliah betrayed me and told Elliot everything, but using it on set? I don't want to be mad at her, it's not right. I'll use my anger against Elliot, which at least is more recent. "That expression says it all." he lets out a giggle "Who made you angry?" "Elliot..." "Now hearing that name I understand everything" I see how he sighs exaggeratedly ". I never liked him when he was dating Daliah." "That's..." I try to calm down, I don't want to sound angry while talking to her "Because maybe you noticed that he wasn't in love with Daliah..." She stares at me surprised, understanding what I say. Now I feel guilty for what Daliah went through with him. She didn't deserve it. Maybe if I could back in time, I'd warn Daliah and… Maybe… No, I don't think I could… Because she looked so happy. "Do you know what you need?" She smiles at me mischievously "A crazy night of partying" she gives me a little push, laughing ". My mother has a place, we can go after shooting the scenes, what do you think?" "I don't know, I don't even have appropriate clothes-" "I'll lend you clothes!" She exclaims quickly ". At my parents' house I have everything I need for when I come to Colville" I look away, uncomfortable ". Please…" She starts looking at me like she's a puppy. With a sad face I guess... Maybe just for one night... I could find out how Daliah felt about being in Colville and see what really happened here. "I guess so" I say resignedly ", besides, I want to know what happened to Daliah here." "That will be complicated, but…" She starts to think, and then smiles "We always went to my mother's place, so since I'm going to take you there, maybe someone there who has known her knows something, okay then?" I nod and she hugs me, excited. She laughs a little at me and she stands up, then looks at me. "You'll see! You are going to have a death time!" I am already regretting it. I listen to the phone and see that there is a chat between Carter and Mason. The two people I never thought would text each other. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

-----Carter has connected-----

Carter How is Seo-ah? Do you know something?

-----Mason has connected-----

Mason No, he I mean, she Sorry, I didn't mean to offend her...

Carter Hey, calm down, you found out When she wakes up, you can talk to her about it

Mason Yes, I hope… Well, I can't be in the room right now The cops are watching her in case the killer comes back to kill her

Carter It's understandable

Mason I guess now I understand a lot of things...

Carter What do you mean?

Mason MC has told me that her father hates her So, I thought that the weekend that she didn't connect…

Carter She has to do with problems at home, right?

Mason Yeah…

Carter Well, not all parents are the same And now she needs us

Mason I wonder who could have left her in that state Who in our group has been

Carter I would love to know as much as you

Mason I don't think we know Ralph's or Grace's alibi

Carter Ralph with how high he goes is not capable of murdering anyone and Grace I'm not saying it was her just because I don't like her

Mason Aren't you friends?

Carter No, we never have been I was just faking it for Daliah She was the one who pushed us away when we went to high school

Mason I didn’t know it

Carter Yes, she changed her favorite friend because Grace lived a luxurious life, just the way she liked it

Mason Well, goes perfect with Daliah😕 Even though I expected it

Carter She wasn't always like you know her

Mason Oh The doctor comes to check her I'll leave you, I'll wait for him to come out

Carter Isn't it better that we talk? I say it because of the nerves

Mason No, I prefer it that way

Carter OK Will you tell us what the doctor says?

Mason I will Thanks carter

Carter You're welcome Mason For this we are the classmates 🙂

Mason 🙂

-----Mason has disconnected----- -----Carter has disconnected----- ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

I look at Ralph who has a bandage on his face. According to Grace, he got it by shaving because he had been smoking weed. Which makes me trust less now. Both Grace and Ralph have marks on their faces and the one who tried to kill Seo-ah must have a wound because it has been shown that she had broken nails from defending herself against them. The question is who should I trust now? Knowing that Ralph is involved in drugs, maybe he could be the killer. And we still haven't found any leads against Grace, I'm scared to suspect her, what if I end up making a mistake like I did with Richy? Like I not realize it was him? To think that Grace… It would be terrible. She was my sister's best friend. It would be a second betrayal.

We return to film the scene and I wait for my turn to say my line. I do what Grace has told me, remember an angry moment. I think of Elliot and what he did, but my mind goes to Daliah and all the secrets she kept. How she always told me to stay away from Jake. When she got in the way of Elliot and me. What Grace told me, that she didn't want me to come to Colville. These are things I didn't see until now, but now I see that Daliah liked to handle me the way she wanted. I clench my hands tightly, feeling all the rage inside me. I'd never been mad at her, but now…So much stuff has accumulated, just like with Elliot, that I want to get it out of her. "Do you really think I'll listen to you?! This was all your idea! It's your fault that a crazy killer is following us! YOU BROUGHT US INTO THIS WHEN YOU DECIDED TO SUMMON HIM! “I push the guy who also performs with us, but I really want to push someone else. And is not even in the script "I'm leaving! I'm not going to be next!" I walk away as I listen to him call me by my character's name. "Cut!" Carter yells and stops walking, shaking for the moment. Exciting "Great, MC! That's what we needed!" I smile shyly and he approaches me "Do you think you can maintain this attitude for the following scenes?" "Yeah, I think so." I reply, taking a deep breath. "Perfect! Well, get ready." he look at the rest of the group and clap your hands "Let's go with the next take! Grace gives me a thumbs up, giving me approval that I've done well. Well, it seems that in the end, acting doesn't seem as difficult as I thought.

When we finished filming, we started packing everything up. Jane approaches me with a smile. "Carter and I are going" she tells me with a smile "are you coming with us?" "I promised Grace that I would go with her to the place where her mother works." I replied as I went to collect the scripts. "Are you going to that club at night?" I watch as she arches an eyebrow in surprise. I nod and makes a sound of surprise "I don't know if it's a good idea..." "Why?" "I don't know, I don't see you going to a place like that, MC." Since I'm still feeling angry, I put the scripts in the backpacks with a zipper and look at her with a frown. "And how do you see me then?" I cross my arms, annoyed "Come on, what am I like?" "I'm sorry, I didn't say it in a bad way" she also answers me annoyed ", what's wrong with you?" I bite the inside of my cheek until it hurts. Yes, the anger doesn’t go away. "Sorry, it's just…" I sigh and push my hair back, trying to relax "It's sister business." “I see…" Carter walks over to us and kisses Jane on her hair, then he looks at the two of us. "Are you two ready?" "Yes" answers Jane ", but MC stays with Grace." I notice annoyance in her voice. Does she also dislike Grace? Carter looks at me surprised and I ignore his look. “Okay then” he says simply ". See you tomorrow then." "Yes." I say sharply. I see how they take some materials and leave with the rest of the group. I feel a push, a hug from behind. "Girls night out!" Yells Grace "It's going to be great!" "Okay, but I don't drink alcohol" I say, feeling uncomfortable. I don't think I like anyone else treating me this way except Jake, is that weird? “Oh, don't worry” she tells me as we start walking “, you can ask for non-alcoholic drinks." I adjust my bag better, following her.

Grace's parents live in the center of the city, where everything is even noisier and there are many more tourists. She opens the door to the apartment, revealing a pretty doorway with flowers and a mirror with a countertop full of photos. I take one and see that she comes out with her parents. A brown-haired man and a blonde woman, while a teenage Grace stands out in the center. I see that even the photo has a cut next to the man. "And this?" "This?" Grace takes the photo making a face "My good brother" she leaves the photo on the counter ", he cut it as soon as he left home, well" she lets out a laugh ", he cut all the photos he was in! But hey, I don't blame him." I follow her as she continues walking, she even greets an employee and I do the same, a little more shy. She walks into the room and when I see it, I am amazed. It looked like a room of those movie girls who are rich. "And now" she approaches some opaque glass doors and opens them ", my closet!” She says, posing. I stare at how big it is. The clothes are separated by styles and colors, just like the shoes. I go in looking at everything, it could even function as another room. "How is it that having this you decided to go to Rosenschwarz?" "I asked my mother to go study at the Rosenschwarz institute because it was more welcoming to me" she answers, starting to look for clothes in the big closet ", and when I was able to move, I chose to live there because life is much calmer" she takes out a black strapless dress and looks at me ". Mmm… No, black doesn't suit you." she puts it back and she keeps looking. She continued looking at the closet and I see that she has a section just for jewelry at the end. I recognize one of her bracelets. Daliah had one as a friendship bracelet with Grace. I run my finger over the 'BFF' on the bracelet. “Wait” Grace walks over to me and places it on me ". There you go, we're friends now.” she says with a smile. “Daliah had one too.” I comment, looking at the bracelet on my hand. "Yes, I gave it to her" she hands me a dark blue dress with thinner straps ". These hit more with your eyes." I pick it up and look at it. It's styled like it's wrinkled and it's shorter than I thought. More than Daliah's garments were. "I don't know if this is for me." I reply, handing it back. "Not at all, she tells me rejecting it ", at least try it on." I take a deep breath and nod. She shows me the way to the bathroom and I go to change.

Seeing myself in the mirror makes me feel strange. The fabric is silk and very fine. Is this what Grace wears to go out? She knocks on the door and I get scared. I was too focused on the dress. "How does it look on you?" She asks me. "Well, I think…" I answer, a little unsure. I open the door and Grace examines me. "Shoes" she runs away and brings high-heeled ones the same color as the dress ". Take this one." I feel like a Barbie right now. Like a human doll. I put them on and take a few slow steps. Ok, it doesn't seem very complicated. I stumble a bit and Grace laughs. "Let's put them on with a little less heel." she leaves again and I take them off. This is the weirdest thing that's ever happened to me. Not even with Daliah did I do these things. She was very careful with all the makeup and clothes when we were trying on something. When Grace returns, she hands me slightly lower heels. "Now, the finishing touches." She sits me down in her vanity chair and she starts doing my makeup. As I was saying, I am a human doll. “Daliah and I used to do this on the weekends” she tells me, a hint of happiness in her voice ". I missed it..." "Are you substituting me for her?" I ask awkwardly. “No, how can you think of that?" She laughs "For me it was like having a sister, since it's very different from having a brother who doesn't care about makeup." "Well... Not all boys like to be the model for her sister." I let out a laugh, I don't know what her brother must be like, but it doesn't seem like she has a grudge against him. "Right" she turns me around and she shows me the mirror ". Ready, like a movie star.” She reaches out her hand and picks up a necklace hanging from the mirror, putting it on me. In it, a small pendant of a horse with diamond hooves ". The final touch. Well?" I look at myself in the mirror, surprised. Grace is talented, no doubt about it. I look at the pendant. This Daliah would have hated, although I find it beautiful. “You're amazing, Grace.” I tell her with a smile. "I'm just doing my job." she strokes my hair, thinking "What do we do with this? Do you want something special?" "No, it's fine like that-" "I know! Let's curl it up a bit!" She's not going to care what I tell her, isn't she? She is almost the same as Daliah. Both are the same. She warms up the curling iron a bit and starts using it on my hair. I look at her in the reflection, somewhat confused. "Why do you do it?" I ask looking at her. "Because I think that because of Daliah you missed a lot of things" I swallow as I heard her speak ". You didn't deserve take you away from all this, you know?" She places a lock of curly hair falling in front of me "I don't want to say this because she was my best friend, but she was wrong to do it, I would have liked you to come." Her gaze seems far away when she says it. Almost expressionless. Then she smiles and continues to curl my hair as if everything is fine. As if what she had said hadn't hurt me. Daliah didn't want me to come because I guess she knew this wasn't about me, it was about her. Her and her show business. Then I feel the curling iron brush the back of my neck and I scream in fright. "Sorry!" Grace exclaims "Let me see" she lifts my hair and lets out a laugh ". It's okay, you'll be fine." << Has she done it on purpose? Is she supposed to have done this multiple times? Is she actually mad at me because I look like Daliah and it bothers her that she's dead and I'm not? Or maybe I think too much?>> I try to calm down. This is getting more and more terrifying, like in a psychological horror movie. Are we still recording and are there cameras in the room?

Once ready, she calls for a man to take us. Her driver, she told me. I'm surprised again, Grace has a lot of fancy things, who would turn them down to go to Rosenschwarz? I look out the window, the night lights illuminate more than in the town and people begin to be calmer, as if they were relaxed. I seem strange observing everything as if I were a newborn beginning to see the world. I rest my hand on the glass and watch my hand. She has even painted my nails in a very delicate way, placing small stones on some of my nails. Tonight I look like a different person.

The car stops and I look outside. It's a lot more crowded than it was at Evergreed when Jake and I went to see Mike. "MC, let's go" Grace warns me, tapping her on the shoulder ", or are we going to stay in the car all night? Not my plan, but if you want." I blush with embarrassment and open the door. I had been observing everything in detail. Once out of the car, some people look at me as if they recognized me. "Relax, they must be people who knew Daliah." Grace grabs my arm and greets the doorman, entering the premises. It's an environment with bright lights and people dancing on the floor. It's quite hot, like it's in an oven. I could say that even more than Two Candles and from that place you could feel the warmth of the people, but here it is different. "Come on, I'll introduce you to my mother!" Grace yells at me, dragging me to the bar. I try to walk as best I can because of my heels, I can walk in them, but I can't run at her pace. There are people at the bar drinking and laughing, and I catch a glimpse of the woman in the photo. I'm surprised that's her mother. She looks too young. "Mom!" She pulls me, approaching the bar "This is MC, she's Daliah's sister." The woman looks at me like she's seen a ghost, but then she smiles. A feline smile. One as if she had seen something new. "Let me see her" She grabs my face, digging her long nails into me. Her expression is serious, as if she doesn't like seeing me there ". Yes, the resemblance is incredible" she turn my face a little to see me from all possible angles ". She's just like a pretty doll, just like her sister." she smiles at me and let go of my face, to which I rub my hand, feeling a little sore "A drink girls?" She pulls out a couple of glasses and starts pouring a little whiskey into one of them. "Oh, not me-" "You're not going to get drunk just for one, sweetie." she tells me laughing. "My mom makes the best drinks she ever has." Grace makes me look at her, turning me around as she holds me by her arms "You're going to freak out!" "But I said that-" I get a tap on her shoulder and I turn to see her mom drag the glass over to me. "Don't worry, I didn't put too much alcohol, we don't want you to get drunk at your first party." she winks at me, amused. I look at the glass doubtfully. I see that it has Coca-Cola. I takes it and smell, exactly, Coca-Cola as I thought. But I can slightly appreciate the hint of liquor. Grace looks at me waiting for me to drink and I take a small sip. Well, at least the whiskey isn't strong. "I'm here if you need more." her mother tells us. “Thank you mom.” Grace walks over to her and places a kiss on her cheek, after she pulls me away ". Let's have fun." I take another sip following her steps. We stayed at a table, watching people dance. I dare not leave the glass alone. I fan out a bit, starting to get hot. I have the body on fire. “Let's dance.” Grace begs me. "Can it be when I finish the drink?" I ask, not wanting to sound like a killjoy. "I'll take care of them now." Ralph approaches our table and leans on "How's it going?" he asks Grace, nodding at me. "We're doing well" she answers, grabbing his arm ", and you?" "What are you doing here?" I ask surprised to see him. I thought that these things were not going for him, that he was a loner. "Grace told me you would be here." he tells me with a smile. I don't know why, but I get nervous seeing him smile like that. I had never seen him like this. “Well, no problem then.” Grace grabs my hand, dragging me onto the floor. She encourages me to dance by moving my arms first and then I try to imitate her. Her movements are like an expert and she laughs when she sees that I look at her to imitate her. We then call the attention of some boys who approach us and with a look, she tells me to do it. I don't know why, but I accept, I mean, I'm not going out again more than this day. I let the boy dance with me, placing his hands on my hips. I smile at the tickle of his breath and let him kiss me. I kiss back fast, almost as if it were a necessity, and then pull away, feeling my throat dry. I need to drink. "Do you need a new partner for the dance?" Ralph asks me, looking me up and down. I get a little dizzy when I finish my drink, it must be that I'm not used to drinking. "No, why?" I look in the same direction and see him dancing with Grace and the other boy "Oooooh…. I think I'm left over." I say with a laugh. "I've brought another drink" he tells me, dragging the glass to the table ". Courtesy of the owner of the place." "Thanks." I said that I only wanted one, but hey... I take a sip and hear Ralph laugh. "You say what am I doing here" he tells me, getting closer to me ", but what about you? This site is more for girls like Grace and Daliah." I shake my head, starting to find myself a little strange. "I only came because Grace asked me to" I reply, looking into his eyes "Don't you like this song? You want to dance? I need someone to dance with!" I laugh, taking his hand to drag him onto the floor with me. My whole body feels nervous, agitated. It's like I want to let it all go, but in my head, there are little hammering sounds that make me dizzy. But I don't want to stop dancing. That's what I feel. And all the people start to blur around me, except for Ralph, who is in front of me, looking at me. Stand still. While I dance, feeling strangely happy. That's when he stops me, bringing his hand to my waist. We walk back and I can't stop laughing, until he raises his hand to my face, squeezing me hard. Maybe it's because of the drink that I end up letting him kiss me. The boy who always kept his distance from everything, dares to kiss me. And I forget for a complete moment what I was doing, kissing back, like it was the most important thing at the moment. I run my hands through his hair, pressing his body against mine, noting how he separates my legs with his knee. I feel too hot right now.

One moment…

Wasn't he Grace's boyfriend?

Boyfriend… Boyfriend… Me… Someone special to me…

I react by remembering what is happening and noticing a hand up my dress. I push Ralph away and look at him, not knowing what to say, bringing my hand to my mouth, wiping it clean. My head is hammering me, everything is spinning. I see his eyes, which instead of a light blue tone, seem almost dark, like the night, and I am terrified. I start by breathing hard, starting to get away from there. What did I just do? What have I done all this time? My attitude... Wait, I've kissed another guy before! Why have I done it? What's happening to me? The alcohol? Is that? Is it the whiskey? The more questions I ask myself, the more nervous I get, leaving the room gasping for breath.

There is no one to ask me if I'm okay or if I need help. Nobody cares about me. I put a hand to my throat, having trouble breathing. I look around and start to walk, but where? I don't know where I am or in what part of the city this station is. I look at my clothes. It chokes me that it's so attached, but I can't get it off. The feeling of wanting to vomit when remembering what I just did in the local returns. I feel awful, that wasn't me, was it? No, no, no, no, no… "What do I do?!" I ask myself, unable to breathe "What do I do, what do I do?! What am I supposed to do?! I've left Grace alone! I don't know where I have to go!" my heart begins to beat fast "Call! Yeah! I have to call!" I know that people on the street look at me like I'm crazy. Maybe I just look like a poor drunk. I grab my phone from the bag Grace lent me and use the call command on Nymos, but I fail writing it several times. So many that in the end it's Jake who calls me. "MC?" Hearing his voice I get nervous, remembering what happened "What is wrong?" I can tell from his voice that he is worried. He knows something is up. "I don't know where I am!" I reply quickly, wanting to tug at my shirt sleeve. But I remember I'm not wearing any, so I just pinch myself " Everything is spinning! Everything is wrong! It's like it's fast! And I can't breathe! And-" "Okay, calm down." his voice sounds a bit calm, but I can tell he's nervous. Because of me " Where are you?" “In Colville!" I shout back. "Why are you in Colville?" "I was in a nightclub with Grace and suddenly I don't know what happened! I... I don't understand anything! I DON'T KNOW WHAT HAPPENED! But everything is bad!" "What street are you on now?" I can hear his heavy footsteps behind the phone. "I don't know! I can't read it! I don’t know what's happening! I can't read the letters! They move! Everything is going fast!" "Sit somewhere you can, alright?" "I'm very scared, I'm having a hard time breathing-" "I will try to locate you, stay on the phone to keep talking." “Okay." I sit on the floor in the corner, positioning my legs comfortably. I want to vomit right now everything I've drunk. It's like I've been on a carousel that doesn't stop. “Good, located, I am going.” he finally says. I nod and notice a shadow blocking the light from a streetlight. I look up and see a man standing there looking at me. "Are you alone?" he asks me, with a strange smile. "MC?" I hear Jake on the other end of the line "Get away now!" The guy grabs my arm and I scream scared.

*Jake POV*

"MC! MC, ANSWER!" I yell before the call hangs up. I hurried down to the street, starting the bike. I look at my phone and try to memorize the route, even though I know I will have to stop to see the other half. I hope to arrive on time!

I arrive and find her surrounded by a group of people, while she is hugging herself. I get off the bike and walk over, looking at her. She has dilated pupils and I can see that she is sweating quite a bit. "Are you alright?!" I ask nervously. "We've been keeping her company" says a boy from the group ", she gave a guy who was harassing her a good heel on the head, so we stayed to take care of her." MC nods, resting her head on my chest. I try to calm down, hugging her. “Thank you.” I tell them, feeling relieved that they took care of her. In the rush, I do not wear a mask, I was too worried about her that I did not care if I put it on or not. “Your girlfriend isn't very good at taking substances” the girl next to her says ". Whatever she's taken is going to last her a couple of days." “Jake” MC calls out to me, then laughs “, I made someone bleed." I frown upon seeing her change of attitude. On the phone she was nervous. I make her look at me and I can see that she smiles looking at me. “Come on, I will take you home." “No, not home.” she answers, hugging me tighter. "Anyway, we're going now" the group says goodbye, leaving us alone. I try to move MC a bit to move her away, examining her better. I see that she is different. It doesn't look like her. She looks more like her sister. "Can you walk?" I ask still worried. "The question is can I breathe?" She says between laughs, and then ends up crying, hugging me "I'm sorry… I don't know what's wrong with me! I'm so sorry, Jake!" "Calm down" I whisper, stroking her hair ", you are going to sleep as soon as we get home." "No, I don't want to" she places her hands on my face, smiling ". Let's do it in that alley, I'm hot." I sigh looking at her fearfully. I do not know what she is taken, but I do not like this MC at all. "Alright" I reply so that she would listen to me and thus move her towards the sidecar ". we will go to the alley, but first we will go home." When I get her into her seat, she put her hands to my pants, wanting to unbutton them. I stop her and she laughs. I squat down next to her, caressing her face. "Come on, a quickie" she says between laughs ", don't you like it that way? Am I not attractive? Don't you want to fuck me hard?" “You are high." "Yes, a little, but I don't know how if I've only had a Coca-cola with a little bit of whiskey" she leans back, looking at the sky "And if you come in and we'll have it here? It's small, but I'm sure you'll fit" I see how she starts rise up her dress and I stop her "Come on Jake! Fuck me!" I put a hand to her face, not wanting to hear her say those things. It is not her. How did she manage to get high like this? "Yes, yes" I answer without further ado, getting back on the motorcycle ". Right now I am going in and we will have it in there." She lets out a laugh and, more out of her concern than mine about getting a ticket, I put the helmet on her. "Hey, I can't see you like this." she replies annoyed. "You will thank me if we have an accident." "And can I go with Daliah?" She ask with a touch of joy in her voice "So I can discuss with her everything she has done!" I shake my head, hoping this will pass soon. Tomorrow she will have to explain many things to me.

We reach the flats and I remove her helmet, carefully lifting her up afterward. “Pull your foot out slowly.” I say quietly. “Jake, the ground is spinning” she says awkwardly “. I think he's drunk." "Yes, the ground is drunk-" She cuts me off by kissing me, placing her hands on my face. I take her hands and lower them, placing them on the sides of her body. "MC, no." I say seriously. "For once I take the initiative..." "Believe me when I say that I do not want it this way." I sigh, taking her hand, making her walk slowly ". Come on, go to sleep-" She raises her hand as if to stop me and vomits. I gather up her hair, not bothering me if I got splashed. I care more about her than my clothes. "Jake, what's going on?" She asks me scared "I don't feel well." "Look at me" I make her look at me, she still has dilated pupils and her skin is on fire ". Do not worry, as soon as you get some sleep you will feel better." "I'm sorry…" "It is okay, love" I kiss her on the forehead and she laugh ". I am going to watch you so that nothing bad happens to you, okay?" She nods and leans into me. We walk slowly to the door and trying to open it, Rudy comes out with garbage bags, looking at us. "What's wrong with her?" She points to MC "Was it you? You bring a drunk girl home?" She asks me starting to get angry. "No, I do not-" "He's my boyfriend, Mrs. Ogre" says MC and I look at her between surprised and scared for her life "and you'd better speak to him well, he's a very dangerous guy." Rudy raises an eyebrow, like I am to blame for what ahe said. “I will take her to bed right now.” I say as quickly as possible, stepping into the portal. "Yeah, it'll be for the best before she says something she'll later regret." Rudy warns me. MC turns and walks towards her, and I go after her. "Can you believe that he didn't want to fuck with me?" She asks him, tongue tied "He's an idiot!" "Or too smart." Rudy looks at her and shakes her head. "Come on, MC." I push her away and we go straight to my apartment. "To fuck!" She yells happily. We walk into the apartment and I reach down to take her heels off of her. “Hey, this is so daring.” she says between laughs ". I'm going to take off my panties." "No!" I stop her and she pouts. "Why?" She caressed my hair carefully "Don't you love me anymore?" "Of course I love you." I carefully take her to the bathroom and sit her on her toilet. I grab a towel and start wiping the vomit off her face. It pains me to see her in this state. "Wait a minute." she raises his hand again, turning to face the toilet. She opens the lid and vomits. I gather up her hair, stroking her back. She begins to cry, sitting down on the floor. I crouch down next to her, stroking her hair. "It is over" I whisper, as kiss her head lovingly ". Tomorrow you will be fine." "Do you promise me?" She asks me, looking into my eyes, although it doesn't seem like she does. I inhale and nod. MC smiles and rests her head on my chest, falling asleep. I took her in my arms carrying her to the bed. I put one of my sweatshirts on her and gently lay her down, then bring a bucket from the kitchen in case she vomits again. Whatever she is taken, I feel like she's going to be like this all night. I see her tremble and I bring her closer to me, so that she stops feeling cold. "You are safe now" I whisper, stroking her hair ". Do not worry, I am with you."

Chapter 27

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Welcome back FROMily! If you thought FROM couldn’t get any crazier, FROM Season 3 Episode 9 proved you very wrong. This episode, titled Revelations Part 1, served up mysteries, monster mayhem, and enough blood-filled mason jars to make your stomach churn. Let’s dive into the chaos together! https://youtu.be/zxuSLY5xUjI The Breakdown: Madness and Mason Jars Let’s start with Elgin—or as I’ve been calling him, Smelgin. This dude went from being an awkward nobody to someone we all collectively side-eye. He’s got Fatima locked in a dungeon, bringing her a mason jar full of his own blood like it’s some weirdly personal DoorDash delivery. And yes, she drank it. She resisted at first, but eventually, she chugged it like it was the last Kool-Aid of the summer. Watching her drink that was hard enough, but the real question is: HOW is Elgin still standing after donating what looked like half his supply? Fatima might be turning into a daywalker, but this is Twilight with extra cringe. Boyd and Ellis Bond in Chaos Meanwhile, Boyd and Ellis are on the hunt for Fatima, but Boyd’s health has other plans. Seeing him struggle was tough—like watching an aging Mike Tyson acting like he can't do it anymore. Out on the hunt for Fatima, his Parkinson’s takes over, giving us a raw, emotional moment between father and son. Ellis sees Boyd in a vulnerable state for the first time, and it’s as heart-wrenching as it is sobering. It reminded me of those times action heroes show their cracks, but instead of epic explosions, it’s a quieter, more human moment. Tabitha's Powers Take the Spotlight Speaking of game-changers, let’s talk about Tabitha. She’s officially leveled up. In FROM Season 3 Episode 9, she touches Victor and starts seeing his memories. Is she psychic? A reincarnation of Miranda? Or something else entirely? Either way, Tabitha’s Phoenix Force moment was a highlight, and I’m ready to see her go full-on Jean Grey in the finale. And can we take a second to appreciate Victor? He’s out here swinging axes at bottle trees like he’s auditioning for The Shining. When the Boy in White appeared and told him to quit chopping, I half-expected Victor to say, “You try living here without going a little nuts.” The Emotional Moments Jim and Tabitha finally reconcile. About time, right? Jim’s “I’m sorry for being a dick” moment was surprisingly heartfelt. Let’s just hope he’s ready for life as Cyclops because Tabitha’s powers are making her the star of this mutant family. And how about Donna? She’s the colony’s mama bear, holding it together while reminiscing about better days. Donna’s “shut up and soldier” attitude with Acosta had me cheering. Theories, Twists, and WTF Moments Let’s talk about the Boy in White. He’s grown up, talking, and roasting Victor like it’s open mic night. But what’s his deal? Is he helping? Manipulating? And what’s with his warning about the bottle tree? Finally, Fatima discovers a hidden door under her dungeon. Is this her way out, or is it leading to even more trouble? With monsters closing in and Smelgin lurking, things are not looking good for her. Final Thoughts With just one episode left in the season, FROM is ramping up the tension. FROM Season 3 Episode 9 gave us plenty of revelations but left even more mysteries to solve. Is Tabitha the key to it all? Will Fatima make it out alive? And can Smelgin just… stop? I can’t wait to discuss this episode with you all in the Monday Deep Dive Live! Drop your thoughts and theories in the comments below. And don’t forget to hit SUBSCRIBE to The Movie Blog. Let’s ride this crazy train to the finale together! Read the full article

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mysteriouspersonrambles · 6 days ago

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Ok I’ve been a little busy but wanted to get this out so here’s the basic line up and a small rundown of the characters

It’s going to be under the cut because man this list is crazy long

Jon- Jack Skellington

This is kinda obvious they are both the MC’s of their own story. But more than that, they both have that untapped curiosity and need to know. I mean Jaco had a whole lab set up in the movie. It could also tie back to Jon with his whole “unrelating need for knowledge and distain for boredom” that he talked about having as a child. In this AU I imagine he didn’t grow out of it quite as much as he did in TMA. Although I would still argue that he doesn’t like being bored in TMA I mean while he’s supposed to be “lying low” he still goes out several times to interview people. He also still has some eye magic things like forcing people to tell him things and going all ceaseless watch. But it’s more magic than fear god and I think eyes are a pretty Halloweeny thing.

Martin- Sally

Listen I’m a Jmart girly all the way and I think he fits her storyline so well. He has her cleverness and ingenuity and I can so see him brewing up different poison soups, it’s just like tea. I can’t remember if it’s a cannon or fannon fact that he knits but I think that goes nicely with the whole seamstress thing sally has. I can’t also see him using the detachable limbs thing a lot more to his advantage. Also I think that both him and Sally are mischaracterized to softer versions of themselves and are way more devious than people first think. I would also change his background a bit so his mom is Doctor Finkelstein, but like she is mad at him for his help but still needs it. It’s complicated and I’ll got over it more in her section. But Martin is a complicated guy with his fair share of mommy issues but a good hear and is way smarter than people give him credit for.

Sasha- The Mayor

Sasha has a lot of big changes to her story. First off she is a very competent mayor working more with Jon kinda like a business partner than blind follower. She runs all of the day to day events and basics of running the town. She does all the business and Jon does Halloween essentially. She likes her job and is very good at what she does, and unlike the NMBC mayor she is pretty much the leader of Halloween town. Sasha’s other face the one she flips to is actually Not-Sasha. She looks and acts completely different but everyone still treats her like the same person. It’s a running gag that Non-Sasha looks a little different every time Sasha flips between faces but nobody ever says anything

Daisy- Zero

Yes I know I’m jumping out of order but it will make sense soon. Daisy and Zero was one part actually story stuff and other parts i thought it would be funny. In terms of story she acts like her season 4 self. She’s Jon’s best friend ever since he he found her as a wandering sprit, vicious and more wolf than woman. Think season 5 daisy but if Jon was actually able to save her. Alongside the help of Daisy’s old partner Jon used whatever Halloween magic he has to pull Daisy’s humanity back to the surface. Im thinking they got stuck in the coffin again, I think that would be pretty funny and very fitting. Anyway Daisy is a werewolf shapeshifting spirit, think of her wolf form as a more muscular Zero. Her nose glows in her human form too :). She’s essentially who Jon confides in and calls him and idiot but then tries to help. She has more of a role than Zero did in the film since she can speak. Daisy was also not very impressed at being the one to lead the sleigh but she did it anyway because Jon’s her best friend and she loves him.

Ok so Tim, Melanie and Basira are going to be grouped together because they are the trick or treaters.

In this case the story was changed a lot so the. Characters were picked not really for personality or relations. But more for continuity so they are all more or less themselves just kinda in Halloween town

Tim- Lock

Tim looks good in Red let’s be for real. He would also make the “devilish good looks” jokes you know he would

Melanie- Shock

Melanie gives off the vibes of someone who would dabble in Wicca, like she definitely owns tarot cards. And besides “ the blind witch” is metal as hell and I think she would appreciate it.

Basira- Barrel

I’m not sure what exactly Barrel is but the bones thing he has going on creates a nice tie back to Jack. Which in turn creates a connection between Jon and Basira which could tie back to the two of them saving Daisy. Basira also sees things for what they are, a sort of “bare bones” logic if you would.

Anyway so the reason the 3 of them are listed together is because in this AU they do still work for Oogie Boogie but it’s not consensual. They are all tied to him via a contract and are forced to do his bidding. Tho they often half ass it as a way to get back at him. Melanie is the one to figure out how to leave and that’s when she blinds herself to get out. I’ll go over the implications of this and what it does later in another post.

On to the villain: if you think the whole contract thing sounded familiar you’d be right

Elias Bouchard- Oogie Boogie

He’s mean he’s green, and Elias would love having a gambling aesthetic let’s not kid ourselves. Elias is also the main character villain of TMA and I think it’s fitting that he also gets the main villain role here as well. I imagine his lair to be less giant roulette table and more bureaucratic mansion. Essentially he built his own Magnus institute in the outskirts of town and people can come and test their luck. More of a poker style table than a role of the dice. He acts all fair but instead of eating people he traps their souls in contracts. He is also made of eyeballs instead of bugs and the ones in his head are called Jonah Magnus.

Peter Lukas- Santa

Yes yes I know what this implies but it’s funny. Also I didn’t know any TMA character that would properly fit this role so why not give it to the guy who probably looks like him. I also think Christmas is partially a conduit of The Lonely. I mean what’s lonelier than spending Christmas by yourself. I don’t even celebrate Christmas and I do feel a little left out sometimes hearing how everyone gets together with the their family and I’m not. What I’m trying to say is Christmas makes a lot of people lonely and I can see the Lukas’ taking advantage of that. It’s also really funny to imagine an Oogie Santa divorce going on. Like I’ll give them more scenes because I can imagine the tension and it’s so funny.

Others

Martin’s mother- Doctor Finkelstein

This one is more due to character circumstances but I think it’s a very complex dynamic. We know from TMA that Martin’s mother hated the fact that he had to take care of her and I wanted to play on that here. In this world she made Martin this the help of a lab assistant who then ran off after an accident leaving her sick and mostly alone ( yes I know sally has a different backstory in long live the pumpkin queen but I haven’t read the book so I’m sticking with just the movie cannon and my own thoughts). She needs Martins help with taking care of herself mostly but she hates him for it. Yelling and belittling him. But she also knows that without him she will probably die so she holds on to Martin tight. Getting mad when he runs off, guilt tripping him into coming back. She eventually does make a new assistant but Martin cuts off all contact with her. He makes a choice for himself and stands up to her and leaves.

Georgie- human?

Georgie was literally the hardest character to come up with because there is no good character to match her with that is majorly important to the plot but Georgie is a big character in TMA so she had to be here. So I came up with the idea of her being human paranormal investigator ( like in TMA except her podcast is her going out to explore places) and winding up in Halloween town. There is a side plot where she meets up with Melanie and helps her escape Elias’ contract. She has no fear due to the transference between worlds and as such is welcomed into Halloween Town. Although she finds herself starting to change and she isn’t sure if she’s still completely human.

All the other denizens are background TMA characters, or other holiday rulers like Nikola as the Easter bunny ( that one wasn’t a mistake capturing her, Tim just wanted a bit of revenge because she stole his brother. Danny isn’t dead just an egg painter now.) I’ll assign more people later

Since it’s getting into the holiday season I’m thinking about my Nightmare Before Christmas TMA au.

I’ve got nothing but a head full of ideas and I don’t know if anybody want to hear about it

But it’s going to be in the back of my mind for most of December

#tma #the magnus archives #tma spoilers #kinda I do say some things but I’ll cover my bases just in case #the nightmare before christmas #tnbc #tma au #long post #like man I did not expect it to take this long #also sorry for the Christmas rant in the middle there I have a lot of feeling about the holidays but that’s my own stuff #I’ve also had this AU bouncing around in my head since last year when TMA was my main hyperfixation #I also ment to post this 3 days ago I just didn’t expect this to take so long to type but here it is #now all I need to do is write down all of the story beats … that’s going to take a while man why do I do this to myself #reblog #kinda it’s my post but still it’s a reblog

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