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valerieofavonlea · 1 year ago
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Is it common now to throw yourself into a fandom while you're still in the middle of watching/reading/playing the thing? I don't think I've ever tried jumping into discussion and fandom interaction without first catching up to the most recent book/episode/movie/game/what have you. One, because I don't want spoilers and that's a surefire way to get them, and two, I can't really contribute much other than liveblogging/reactions posts, because chances are that if I'm only working with part of a series' worth of knowledge then I'm at best only going to be retreading the same ground already covered by many a discussion. And a bonus third reason: established fandoms have discourse and memes and history and do's and don't's. I want to be a part of and see all of it. Handicapping myself and everyone I would interact with doesn't seem very fun at all
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watchyourbuck · 9 months ago
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So Tommy’s dating both halves of the same marriage is what im hearing
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clumsyraccoon · 7 months ago
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Crawling out of my Bad Mood Cave just to say that if it’s really Gojo, then it may be the time I go and throw hands at Gege.
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joowee-feftynn · 1 year ago
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it's all fun and games until i finally figure out the actual plot of murder drones and who actually made the disassembly drones and realize everything i had going on for P gets thrown out the window
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vivalasthedas · 2 months ago
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when all enemies constantly target the player no matter what it sure does get old quick huh
it sure does kinda put me in mind of the arishok fight (derogatory)
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beneathsilverstars · 8 months ago
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@anonymous-utility replied to your post “i feel like loop hanging out with the party has...”:
...elaborate
there's still a connection there, an ease and familiarity, and that's so much worse than if there wasn't.
you knew each other well, once, so well that it's easy to assume you still do – until you're faced with a difference so stark that you start to wonder whether you ever really knew them at all. have they changed so much, or is the face you see now the one they always would've shown a polite acquaintance? or maybe it's the other way around. maybe it's you who has changed.
you've been brought together by a common goal, when you otherwise may have – should have – parted ways forever. now, you stand one step away from your happily-ever-after, forever out of reach. now, you go through the motions, each moment a pale imitation of the dream you once wanted more than anything.
you can't go back. you can't move forwards. you can only live with the consequences of your mistakes in the almost not-quite leftover-scraps close-enough-right life you created your own damn self.
you do so by your own choice, and that's so much worse than if it wasn't.
i feel like loop hanging out with the party has the same energy as coparenting with your ex
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redflagshipwriter · 9 months ago
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Hot Ghouls in your area 7
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Chapter 7 
…Jason slowly put down the book and turned it cover up, shell-shocked from that interaction. He lifted his phone and took a photo. He sent it to Roy. 
“What do you see?” He typed. Jason bit his lower lip and tried not to scowl while he waited for a response. 
It wasn’t that Jason was unused to conflict. Jason was great at conflict. He won every conflict! (Almost.) But what the hell had this shit been? Why had that guy been so pissy about the book? What the hell was wrong with the book that Jason didn’t see?
“Gibberish?” Roy texted back a few minutes later. “It gives the impression of wonky Cyrillic to me. But it's got a terrible energy to it. The hell is that?”
Jason looked at the cover. To his eyes, there was a serif font declaring it Sense and Sensibility Universe D version 5. 
“Thanks,” he sent, ignoring the question and then the barrage of heart emojis. Shit, okay. 
That answered one question. But it didn't answer enough. What the fuck had that college kid been seeing that was so offensive? 
‘And why'd he think we would meet again?’ 
Jason pushed deep, deep down any awareness that he hoped it was true. That had been weird enough that it would bother him forever if he didn’t get answers.
He sort of hated the idea of getting his nosy family involved, but they would ask different and in some ways, less annoying questions than other groups he could poll. They'd know not to lie to him, at least. So he sent the picture on to the family group chat with the same question and grimly finished his tea. 
The elderly proprietor came out then and noticed that her other customer was gone. She looked confused for a moment, scanning the seat to see if his book bag was still there. She picked up the cash he'd left on the table and then started stacking dishes.
‘He’s a regular,’ Jason guessed, honing in on the opportunity to learn more. He flipped the book open but held the apparently offensive cover down towards the table, out of her line of sight. He needed to know what had gone so wrong. Jason wasn’t normally the kind of person that cute college kids had beef with.
He'd never been in this café before, his intuition had just told him to duck inside.
“I think he forgot something,” Jason offered casually, pretending to just look up from his book. “Ran out real quick in a panic.” 
The lady let out a soft “Ahhh,” of comprehension. “Something for his afternoon class, perhaps,” she agreed, looking a little happier. 
“Yeah, it looked like he was getting ready to settle in for a long study session and then he bolted,” Jason lied, watching her underneath his lashes. He had been paying a little more attention than he ought to when the guy came in. He was Jason’s type, aside from the thing where he’d hated Jason’s face for no apparent reason-
‘No, actually, everyone I’ve ever been into hated me on sight.’
Ouch. As Jason digested that embarrassing truth, the owner continued talking.
“He does that,” she agreed, apparently not thinking it was odd at all for them to talk about the habits of another customer. “Tuesdays and Thursdays. He's a sharp cookie, did you know that?” She continued, and oh, she had halfway adopted this college kid, huh? There was warmth and a hint of pride in her tone.
Jason valiantly swallowed the snort. “He looks familiar, but I don't think we have classes together,” he fished. 
“Mm, he's doing some kind of math and engineering,” the lady helpfully supplied. She gave Jason her full attention as she stood up from the table. “And you?”
“Modern language and literature,” Jason said, and sort of wished it was true. He didn't really have the time. Did he? Spoiler was a full-time student, wasn't she? …Huh.
While he chewed that over, the lady had drifted a couple steps closer.
“...Those are two meaningfully different courses?” 
“Modern language is learning additional languages, I'm doing Russian and Greek right now,” Jason lied easily. He was fluent in both already. “Literature is mostly classics, for my purposes. I'm focusing on Regency Lit.” 
She looked very interested, but she detoured away to deposit the dirty dishes behind the counter. They kept up a light conversation about books as she wiped off the table and reset for the next customer. 
When she left, he finally had the chance to check his messages. There was a full-on fight in the group chat. The last message was from Stephanie. She had tagged him and asked, “Is this an optical illusion??? Like that dress?”
Ah, fuck. Jason felt a rock settle in his stomach at the confirmation that something hinky was going on.
‘I can’t read this in public if it’s saying something I can’t control or even know.’
Fucking hell. Jason scrolled back up and checked. Damian listed the correct title. Dick saw what, ‘I thought was Greek at first.’ Stephanie might have been joking but she argued vigorously that it was pictographs that started with a bird. Drake had sent “You rediscovered Minoan Linear A? Cool.” and then not participated in any follow-up discussions. Duke had sent only a stream of confused and tearful emojis.
Cass had marked it read.
“Fair enough, I guess,” Jason muttered to himself. Resentfully he put the book back in his bag. 
What had that guy seen? If he’d just seen something foreign but illegible he wouldn’t have gotten so pissy about it. And who the hell had he been, anyway? Why was he so special?
Well. That was something to do with his afternoon. Jason paid up his bill and gave Phyllis his well-wishes for her doctor’s appointment tomorrow on the way out. Phyllis was a good contact, he would definitely come back for more of her jasmine tea no matter how mad that guy got at him.
…Jason really needed a name.
And found…
He headed to Gotham University and used the student computers to look up departments and then hack into the registrar. Jason flipped through photos until he found his guy: Danny Fenton, 19, sophomore double-major in the Engineering department. Good grades, no notes on his account about academic dishonesty or conflict.
'Little weird to meet two Dannys in a 24 hour period.'
Jason searched the guy online and found…
He let his mouth drop open in disbelief at the batshit insane website design he had stumbled into. The Fenton family had a website, apparently, and they had maybe let a 7 year old design it in 2008. The colors… The lack of centering… The.. the neon choices.
His eyes watered. It took a while to fight down his aesthetic grief and actually start comprehending the text.
He had expected this to be like, an online family newsletter. And it was! The link he had followed detailed “Danno going to college in the big city!!!” The boy himself looked extremely resigned in the attached photo. Seriously, Jason had seen much less mortified mugshots. The thing was, that on the same page, alongside posts about other kids going college (Jazzypants!) and someone called Alicia recovering from “supergout!” with "her eight favorite toes remaining!!!", there was also a lot of mention of ghosts.
Like, a lot.
Jason scrolled in pained disbelief. There were photos that showed extremely weird and dismayed green people obviously flinching away from a camera. A beautiful green woman with her hair halfway over her face snarled through a flood of smoke under the title “Wishywish Ghostie Interviewed: Learn what drives her generous heart!” and an ugly robot motherfucker was seen fleeing under the caption, “Skalker indicates that spook is a GHOST SLUR!”
….Was it a shit post? Just one long shitpost? It had to be a joke site.
Well. No. Jason buried his face in his hands and came to terms with the horrible fact that not only were ghosts real, he was accidentally married to one and this bombastic midwestern family already knew about it. This was his best lead for getting that 'beyond death do you part' separation.
They had been blasting the existence of ghosts for all the world to read, and it hadn’t been news. The Justice League didn’t know about this whole society. The journalism done by– Jason lifted his head to check– Jack Fenton interviewing clearly very unwilling ghosts was the only primary source that he knew of. 
He took a few deep breaths. He came to terms with grief. He decided to block his family from any further involvement in this shitshow, for what remained of his dignity. And he grimly noted down Jack Fenton’s email.
Jason cleared this history and closed down his tabs, feeling a decade older than he had when he had entered the library. He ignored the sultry ‘come talk to me’ eye contact that the student worker was shooting him from behind the counter as he slouched out. 
He stopped for a moment on top of the stairs to watch campus move. He saw the theatre building and the modern language headquarters from his vantage point, along with about half of the student center. There was just a trickle of foot traffic between buildings along paved paths. A few people were hanging out on blankets in the grass. An old man in a suit was taking a phone call next to a crawling rose garden. 
‘Maybe I should go to school.’
Well. After this shit was sorted out. Obviously he could not go to school before he got divorced. It would be torturous to hang out with cute boys his age and be committed to some hot dead mermaid who didn’t even wanna make out with him sloppy. Loser shit on absolutely every level, goddamn.
Jason shoved his hands in his pockets and jogged down the stairs. He kept an eye out for Danny, but had no luck.�� 
Not that he cared. It was interesting that he had a lead: Danny clearly had some connection to ghosts, and he had been able to read… 
‘Maybe he realized it was a ghost’s property and he thought I stole it?’ Jason realized in a stroke of inspiration. That made more sense. If he knew enough to recognize it as ghost language or whatever, then he might have felt affronted about Jason having it.
He went through his mental checklist to pick out what he did and didn’t know. Once he felt he had a hang on his priorities, he beelined to his own laptop in his favorite safehouse and started looking into the Fentons in more depth.
It was a great lead. It was suspiciously good, in fact, he thought as he found Jack Fenton’s online family newsletter again. What were the odds that he would run into Danny Fenton in a cafe that Jason had never even been in before? It had been a total fluke that he’d entered. He’d been walking past to a favorite place and then just had the urge to try the dark little family cafe.
‘…Ah, fuck’, Jason sighed. More ghost shit. It had to be. Something about Danny Fenton’s ghost shit had registered to him now that he’d been exposed to ghost central.
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anniflamma · 1 month ago
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I really want to get into Slay the Princess, and I’ve watched a gameplay, but I’m still not caught up in everything. What routes are there?
YOU SHOULD GET IT!! Especially when the Pristine Cut is out!!
I don’t want to spoil what happens on the route, but I can share some basic info. >:D
I think there are a total of 22 different princesses, but there are 10 main routes, what you might call 'Chapter 2 Princesses.' From there, you can reach an ending, but each route can also lead to Chapter 3 or even beyond (or, more accurately, to different or merging paths)!
AND all third chapters have different variations, even those that merge from a specific Chapter 2. Like how you encounter different voices.
From here on, consider this a spoiler warning:
My favorite chapters are:
The Wild (with the Voice of the Broken)
Happily Ever After (with Vocie of the Paranoid)
The Princess and The Dragon (OBVIOUSLY, because I love how terrifying Voice of the The Opportunist is in that chapter)
The Apotheosis (when she throws us into the air as the Shifting Mound takes her and The Broken gets all sad, I love it when he is sad)
The Nightmare (cuz it totaly not for the Paranoid's whimpering sounds....)
The Adversary (not cuz for the boob shot when she pins us to the wall and The Voice of the Stubborn gets all pissy)
The Moment of Clarity!!!
Honestly, I love all the chapters. Maybe I should make a separate post detailing what I love about each one.
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nocreativityfornames · 1 year ago
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Random Obey Me! Headcanons Part 2
During the first year of the exchange program and when MC couldn't fend for themselves yet, the only way they were allowed out of the house "alone" was with Cerberus accompanying them. And when I tell you the hellhound did an amazing job at protecting them… all it took was a slightly off-putting stare at MC for it to send back the most terrifying glare and loud growl at the demon eyeing them. These outings of theirs once resulted in a pretty infamous picture going viral, where MC was mindlessly buying ice cream at a stall while Cerberus was beside them giving off the most ominous aura as all its heads glared at someone off-screen. You can imagine all the memes that came from it.
When Satan was a baby he used to have constant nightmares about the war and would always wake up screaming and crying, waking up everyone with him. Because of this Lucifer would have to stay up at ungodly hours of the night trying everything he could to calm him down, having to rock the tiny demon in his arms for hours around the corridors till he eventually went back to sleep. At some point Diavolo suggested that he read for Satan, as it was a less energy-draining method. And although Lucifer didn't really see the point given that Satan was a baby and couldn't even understand words yet, he gave it a shot anyway. It ended up working, to both his relief and surprise.
When Mammon first realized he could both understand and tell crows what to do he thought he was going insane. And the brothers were all sure he was lying when he first told them of his ability, having to see firsthand Mammon order around an army of crows as if it was nothing. They were definitely left speechless that day.
Asmo has a podcast where he mainly talks with other famous influencers from the Devildom and demons in the fashion or music industry. All the brothers participated in an episode at some point, and so did MC, the Purgatory Hall crew, and Diavolo.
If MC has a similar clothing style to Mammon's, he'll let them have the clothes he doesn't use anymore. And there's a TON of them, since he buys so many just out of greed and never bothers wearing them more than two or three times.
A few months into the exchange program Diavolo came up with an idea to have the whole gang ( HoL, Purgatory Hall, and the Demon Lord's Castle ) meet up monthly to hang out, have dinner together, etc. It was another way he found to strengthen the bonds between everyone, and no one was allowed to miss it. In the beginning it was a chore to participate but now everyone gets excited when the end of the month starts coming around and they can meet again.
This one time when the brothers were all drunk playing stupid games together they decided that whoever ended up last would have to get an embarrassing tattoo of whatever the others chose. Belphie lost, and to this day the brothers still crack up whenever they catch a glimpse of the small tattoo on his rib that reads "baby of the family". Belphie always gets pissy about it, making them tease him even more.
( Spoilers for lesson 16 ) I went into more detail about this in another post but I believe MC also carries memories from the Celestial War because of their connection to Lilith. And this is something that brings them closer to Satan, since as mentioned before, he also has memories of that time but from Lucifer's perspective. Aka, trauma bonding ✨
Following the tattoo headcanon, Belphie definitely lied to MC about the rib tattoo at first since they didn't couldn't understand Infernal and didn't know what it said. Man 100% told them it meant something else and made up some deep story behind it to make himself look cool or whatever. But it all came crumbling down when everyone went on a trip to the beach and the brothers brought up his "adorable tattoo". He never felt so embarrassed in his life.
Ever since finding out about pride month, Asmo made it into a thing to visit the human realm every year to celebrate it by going to the biggest parade happening that year. And he always drags the brothers with him, making sure to pick outfits for Belphie, Beel, and Lucifer since none of them know how to "dress properly for pride." He just can't let what happened the first time they went happen again, with everyone at the parade wearing colorful and beautifully elaborate clothing while these 3 looked completely out of place ( Lucifer was wearing a full black suit, just so you have an idea. So yeah, he was sticking out in the crowd like crazy ).
As a joke, every time Father's Day comes up the characters go around giving Lucifer, Barbatos, and Simeon shitty gifts and wishing them "Happy Father's Day". But not Beel, who even though knows everyone's doing it for a bit, still gives them a genuine gift and a sincere smile every time. Because let's be honest, these three deserve some actual acknowledgment for raising their troublesome children-not-children. ( Fun fact: Diavolo gives Barbatos both a gag gift and an actual one, and Luke gives Simeon a gift while trying to make it seem like he's just doing it for the joke, though it's obvious he means it. )
Long ago when anime wasn't a thing yet Levi used to be obsessed with marine life. He had extensive knowledge of it and would be pulling random ocean facts out of nowhere and leaving everyone confused. And he absolutely loved sharks, like, you know those people that'll go into great detail to explain why our perception of sharks is fucked and they're actually sweethearts? Yup, that was Levi. Also, if you said your favorite animals were dolphins? Oh, you'd be seeing the most disgusted look show up on his face. ( He'd too explain that dolphins are evil and why you shouldn't like them at all, completely ruining your view of them )
Since Asmo, Beel, and Levi are represented by cold-blooded animals ( a scorpion, a fly, and a serpent ) I headcanon that they can't generate a lot of body heat and touching their skin when it's cold would feel like coming in contact with freezing ice and definitely not the move if you're looking for warmth. Lucifer, Mammon, Satan, and Belphie though? These 4 become MC's personal heaters when winter comes around, and you better bet they're demanding cuddles from all of them ( cold-blooded gang be jealous as fuck of this ).
Solomon puts weird shit on what he cooks on purpose just to fuck with everyone. His grandpa ass finds it absolutely hilarious how everyone tries to keep him away from the kitchen at all costs while simultaneously doing everything to avoid outright saying his cooking is terrible because they don't want to hurt his feelings. Because come on, how does a man who's lived this long on his own not know how to cook? He can follow strict instructions to make the weirdest potions ever but not a recipe to make a simple dinner? Nah, I don't buy it. He definitely knows how to cook and does a decent job at making food for himself when he wants to.
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neriyon · 1 year ago
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Ohhhh perfectly timed wolqotd bc I was just thinking about ancients yesterday~
Hawu'li's ancient is Azem, more intimately known as Eleos. He/him, pan, born on some small, remote village, and around the same age as Hyth and Emet. They all met during their akadaemia years (when Eleos, being himself, caused a big commotion during enterance ceremony), and ended up dating sometime around their graduation. He and Hyth both really get on poor Emet's nerves some days, but they all love each other very much.
Eleos had long (down to around the small of his back), dark purple hair with bright orange highlights, often worn open with a small part gathered up as a ponytail on the left side, and his bangs parted to right. He's also got a mole under his left eye, bright orange eyes reminiscent of sunrise, and is often seen smiling, laughing or playfully smirking. He's bit shorter than Hyth and of similar build.
Thanks to this picrew I finally have somewhat accurate picture of how I image him!
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Venat is his beloved mentor and idol - she saved his home village during her Azem years, and Eleos who was just a wee kid back then was so blown away by how amazing and cool she was. Their relationship is generally very close after Venat herself offers student-Eleos to become her apprentice, only taking a turn for the worse when final days start happening (he's not into the whole summoning plan).
He's also in somewhat good terms with other Convocation members during his time as Azem (Lahabrea might've something to say about his behaviour tho...) but seemed extra close to Elidibus whom he seemed to consider as younger brother, often bringing him gifts from his travels.
hm? oh is it wol question time?
who is your wol/oc's ancient?
is it Azem, or someone else? what's their name? what was their relationship to the ancients we know (Venat, Emet Selch, Hythodeus, etc.)? do you have a picture of them?
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ada7201 · 1 year ago
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bllk boys …
with a clutz s/o! < hcs >
gn! reader, mention of a heel in Kaiser’s part, (i tried to make it sound like it could be a high heel or a normal shoe heel)
★ part 1 with, Kaiser, Barou, Kunigami, Chigiri
⭢ ★ part 2 with, Isagi, Bachira, Nagi, Reo
⭢ ★ part 3 with, Rin, Sae, Shido, Aiku
Michael Kaiser
he fucking loves your clumsiness.
finds it extremely amusing to watch you stumble and trip over every time you both take what was supposed to be a nice and calm walk
he’ll help you up … if he feels like it.
depending on his mood, he might even catch you.
he wouldn’t like to see his cute clumsy baby fall and hurt themself, would he?
the first time you revealed your secret… talent, to him, was on your first date. (good job on hiding it until then!)
you and Kaiser were both sat down at a restaurant of his choice, the warm lighting illuminating your beautiful face. his sharp blue eyes watched as you ever so gently picked up a fork, ready to poke it into the steak - before you paused.
“um, Kaiser?” you’d ask, voice slightly timid.
“yes?” he responded, an eyebrow raised at your sudden pause.
“i might need to go to the washroom. is that alright?” you said politely, placing your fork back down. Kaiser’s eye twitched, before he nodded, a passive-aggressive smile on his face. how dare you, a mere speck of dirt, even think about leaving at such a time? a shame that you were so gorgeous.
“thank you.” you responded, cautiously pushing your chair away to stand up - unaware of Kaiser’s foot creeping towards your chair in attempt to trip you - but before his plan could work, the heel of your shoe broke, causing you to fall to the floor. in the middle of the restaurant. Kaiser’s eyes widened, shocked at how quickly you had fallen. did his plan really work? he didn’t feel you with his foot - wait, he didn’t cause that fall. before you could get up, Kaiser was already chuckling about how you had fallen over so stupidly in front of him. maybe on the next date you’ll fall the same way? (spoiler alert: you did!)
as anyone would, he sometimes gets annoyed by your constant clumsiness - and has temper tantrums.
of course, he’ll “apologise” later by cuddling you so you won’t be able to trip over anything. definitely not because he wanted to hug you…
he babies you whenever he’s not in a pissy mood, such as making sure you’re okay - sometimes even handing you a plaster for a cut you had managed to give yourself.
he fucking HATES it when others laugh at you.
like, i’m saying he will literally make a huge scene, bigger than the one you caused, just to get that person to apologise to you for laughing.
Barou Shouei
sometimes loves it, and sometimes hates it.
for example, he’d be busy mopping the floor, and you’d run in to tell him something - before falling flat on your face.
“hey!-“ you exclaimed, dashing towards the kitchen where your husband was doing something. what, exactly? you weren’t paying attention to that. you just had to update him on the workplace drama you’ve just heard abou-
“ack!” you coughed, feeling your body connect with the cold, wet, tile floor of the kitchen. Barou just stood there, a deadpan expression on his face as he watched you fall. he had to think for a moment about what his next words would be.
“are you… okay?” he’d ask hesitantly, resting the mop he was holding against the countertop. his eyebrow raised as he leaned over to look at your body, sprawled out on the floor. he just cleaned that spot.
“mmph…” you would groan, sitting up and looking around. your gaze fell on Barou, and you immediately hopped up - as if you didn’t just fall onto the floor with one of the loudest “thud’s” Barou had ever heard.
“Hi babe!” you beamed, a warm smile on your pretty face as you scrambled to Barou, unaware of the bruise that has started to form on your cheekbone.
Barou sighed. How could he ever be mad at you?
he really tries, keyword - tries to be patient, but sometimes your ability to somehow trip over everything scares him. how can you fall over a fucking washcloth?
was very confused the first time you broke something, he was like “what is this person doing?”
overtime, he got used to it.
he sometimes remembers the time you tripped up a little at your wedding. if it wasn’t for your dad, (or father figure) you would’ve fell on your face for the nth time that week.
he loves you, but can’t help but laugh sometimes when you trip.
he does, however, find it irritating when you somehow manage to knock over a cup, or glass and break it - letting the contents spill all over the floor. (he had a tantrum afterwards.)
you’re his sweet, but clumsy lover, so he can let it slide every once in a while.
Rensuke Kunigami
(before wild card)
you make him really nervous.
the poor boy is always kept on his toes around you
he makes sure to keep an eye on you, so he can always catch you before you fall or trip
he feels bad whenever you fall or do something silly
he finds your little slip-ups endearing, however.
because that’s how the two of you met!
you were rushing down the street, the clicking of your shoes loud against the pavement as you made your way. the walkway was pretty full, with a lot of people walking down - not as rushed as you. suddenly, you heard a cat or something make a sound, causing you to turn your head quickly, but before you could look back… you felt yourself start to fall!
“ah-“ you squeaked, eyes closing in preparation for impact. but it never came…?
“are you alright?” a deep voice asked from behind you, followed by a pair of large, warm hands resting on your waist.
“y-ep! in a rush!” you said shyly, a blush on your cheeks as you held your hands to your chest. this was really embarrassing!
the unknown person straightened your posture, and pat your shoulder- rather gently.
“oh, and thank you!” you said quickly - turning around to face the person.
you were met with the face of a beautiful boy. suddenly, your meeting didn’t matter anymore.
“can i have your number?” you asked the orange haired man, lips parted in awe.
he likes to have you with him when he’s training - but all he asks is that you don’t touch anything
we can’t have another incident where you break a piece of equipment…
he’s gentle with the way he handles you, he wouldn’t want to trip you over - you’re already good enough at that.
if you break something, he’s quick on buying materials to fix it.
like, you had just broken your favourite necklace. the next evening, Kuni has the same necklace that you had snapped in his hands - as good as new.
Hyoma Chigiri
this is a little obvious, but he’s very quick to help you up or catch you
but, like kuni, you make him really nervous.
he hates to see you sad whenever you break something of his! so he tries his hardest to always say things like “it’s alright”
he prefers to have you sitting (still) near him whenever he’s doing his nightly and morning routines, so he can keep an eye on you. (he also just wants you to be around him)
he won’t admit it, but he sometimes likes to play with the way you’re so clumsy
you both were walking outside at the park, the cold winter breeze fanning against your skin, even with the sun burning so brightly the sky. Chigiri looked over to you, watching as you happily skipped along the walkway - until your eyes land on a park. you’re quick to grab his hand and drag him to the playground.
“let’s go to the… swings!” you’d exclaim with a smile, running towards the swings.
he was following after you quickly, chuckling at your eagerness. his expression fell as he watched you lose your footing - again. with a loving smile, he gently yanked your hand, pulling your figure towards himself - stopping you from falling on your face, so you instead fell into him.
he secretly takes videos and photos of you if you’ve fallen over, or when you’ve accidentally broken something - or maybe that time you accidentally choked yourself with the ribbon you were trying to wrap a present with.
when he first met you, he thought that it was your shoes that made you fall so much, so he bought you a new pair of shoes.
he felt really guilty when you kept falling, and thought that he got you a bad pair :’(
if you hurt yourself, like if you accidentally cut yourself, maybe got a bruise, and things like that - he always makes sure to give the spot where you’re hurt a kiss.
he says that it’s a “magic kiss”
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batsplat · 8 months ago
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hiiii <3 i just saw your casey race recs post and i was wondering if you had one with dovi or marc races too! i'm relative new to motogp and i don't know where to start watching!
thankk youuuu, i love your blog, i'm learning so much thanks to you 😭😭 also you're really funny 🫶
right, this one admittedly was trickier than the casey list. marc in particular has accumulated one hell of a body of work... not easy to do justice to. marc's won a lot, but his most enjoyable races aren't the ones where he gaps the field by about two minutes at cota. it's the ones where he's scrapping and brawling his way through and the whole thing is a bit of a mess. and there's a lot of races to choose from in that regard, against a whole host of different rivals
which is very nice for him, but that makes it impossible to do anything comparably comprehensive for marc without getting to a slightly ridiculous length. luckily, that's never stopped me before, and long is what you're getting. you asked about dovi so I'm gonna go with him first, because that's a somewhat easier to tackle body of work - and limit myself to a mere ten twenty five seven eight recs. then I'll get to marc, where I've limited myself to an extremely reasonable thirty three five races, not including any I already covered in the dovi section. if you're looking for something a little more specific, like idk wet weather or feuding or whatnot, lemme know
same warning as before: plenty of race results will be spoiled in the description. in honour of how worryingly long this list is, I've escalated to a three asterisk system: * means 'go check it out', ** means 'personal favourite', *** means 'classic race'
dovi
spoiler free top ten list: welkom 2004, turkey 2007, sepang 2008, silverstone 2010, mugello 2012, mugello 2017, austria 2017, sepang 2017, brno 2018, qatar 2019
*welkom 2004: dovi's first grand prix win. most of this race consists of a three-way battle between locatelli, dovi and casey (who eventually drops away a bit) at the circuit that kicks off dovi's 125cc title-winning season. the second half of this race is more exciting than the first, and you'll never guess how dovi wins a grand prix for the very first time. let's just say he wasn't leading going into the last corner and leave it at that
**turkey 2007: andrea dovizioso once again getting himself involved in a last lap battle? SURELY not. this race is so so much fun, though after the start it settles down for a bit - stick with it, because when it gets going, it really gets going. these kids are vicious with each other! half the joy of watching these old 250cc/125cc (or equivalent) races is hearing the stuff the commentators chat about, basically getting all the good gossip of the time... like say jorge telling the spanish press they shouldn't believe half the things he says about his rivals... or how he'd already been visibly pissed off after qualifying because he was starting from p2 rather than pole... also the kind of podium both me and the commies always massively enjoy, aka one where two people on it basically refuse to acknowledge each other. the vibes between jorge and dovi are NOT good here and it's a lot of fun to watch these children being so pissy with each other
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^one of his favourite career victories against his main rival in 250cc, the defending champion jorge lorenzo, who was sporting the number one plate on a superior bike to dovi's honda machinery. more often than not over the course of their time in the sport, these two have not gotten on well at all. it remains one of the sport's defining tragedies that chupa chups did not sponsor jorge throughout his career
qatar 2008: his debut in motogp and a strong race. pleasingly he gets involved in a last lap fight, and does pick off one of the aliens
*sepang 2008: dovi's first premier class podium and an extremely deserving one that really showcased his abilities as a defensive rider, the latest of late brakers etc etc. fought with valentino, then led a train of four/five riders at one point, then was involved in a great late scuffle for third place that lasted until the very end
donington park 2009: first motogp win! has to be said the aliens... uh. none of them delivered their most dignified performances. but ignore those clowns - dovi's of course cemented his reputation as a highly skilled wet weather racer over the years, but this was his first time in the spotlight in the premier class. it would take him seven more years to acquire his next victory
*qatar 2010: a somewhat stronger season than his disappointing 2009 campaign, and the first race was certainly promising. dovi scraps with vale, scraps with nicky hayden, scraps with lorenzo... the racing is pretty decent too. includes the strange sight of seeing the ducati out-powered in a straight line down the lusail straight and I'm sorry but at that point ducati might as well have called it a season, like that was their ONE thing. anyway, dovi still rode well to take advantage of it
*silverstone 2010: once jorge hits the front following some initial resistance from dani, the fight for the win is basically over - but what's going on behind him is good enough to make up for it. bunch of different duels going on in the top seven, whether it's dovi and de puniet, hayden and pedrosa, spies and sic, and eventually casey shows up to join in on the fun too. another one where a bunch of riders are pleasingly close together and there's some real suspense about the final order late on (though the most dramatic action in the last lap is happening right behind dovi - not that you see most of it given the classic tv direction sin of instead giving us a nice prolonged shot of jorge doing a wheelie over the line and his crew celebrating. cheers guys). nice comeback ride for casey-enjoyers too (he wasn't enjoying it)
**sepang 2010: lot going on in this race. three-way fight for the win. valentino is eleventh after a few corners. he does not end the race in eleventh place. this is a good race both for dovi enjoyers and for enjoyers of the... uh. complicated vale/jorge dynamic (this race immediately followed motegi, a notable low point of their relationship). lovely little spite ride, for people who like that kind of thing. love the way it gradually builds up as valentino closes and closes and dovi is just sitting on jorge's rear wheel, and then it just nicely lights up around half distance. me and the commentators are once again having a great time. it is here that jorge seals the title, so it's all post-race smiles with just a hint of posturing
silverstone 2011: casey won this by several light years, but dovi demonstrated his pedigree as a wet racer once again. his race involved intense skirmishes first with jorge and then with sic, and it's fair to say he got the better of both of them
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^two excellent wet weather racers and teammates for a single year in a three person repsol honda squad. when dovi was informed he would be let go by the factory team, he decided against accepting a demotion within honda and instead made the jump to yamaha's tech 3 satellite outfit for one year. this was the first time he raced outside of honda in his grand prix racing career. then, in 2013, valentino's return to yamaha made space within ducati. he was always going to have to be vale's replacement rather than his teammate - in 2011 while searching for a ride he said "I would never accept to be teamed up with valentino rossi. it would be pure masochism. there is no room for anybody at his side, he takes it from you and he takes it all. when rossi is ready to share the limelight it will be the end of his racing days". fittingly, dovi was valentino's last ever teammate in motogp
mugello 2011: this feels like one of those classic alien era races where the winner of the race is determined after about a lap. but... it's not! makes for an unexpectedly exciting race and also *ding* last lap overtake
*valencia 2011: this one should have gone on the casey list too, knew I'd missed some. anyhow, on dovi - a lot of dovi's best races during those years came in the wet. but this time he was already engaged in a nice little scrap with dani and ben spies before the rain came. the clash also had real stakes for dovi and dani's final championship positions, a point of personal pride given that dovi had been let go by honda and pedrosa had been retained. a race that accidentally gets exciting again at the end, quite the dramatic finish. this was an emotional podium at the first race after sic's death. dovi and sic had grown up racing each other - and while he stressed that they had never been friends, dovi went to sic's house two days after the crash to see his family and share his grief with them
assen 2012: another one that probably could have gone on my casey list too, actually, with the fight for the win between dani and casey lasting pretty far into the race. behind them, it's dovi putting pressure on spies, lying in wait to make the attack... and, thrilled to say, we do in fact have some last lap overtaking. we don't really get to see how this contest is resolved because the audience needs to see the race winner coast for half a lap, but nevertheless! this one also has extra significance because spies was a factory yamaha rider and dovi was with the satellite team. always a good idea to get your market value up during contract negotiation season
*mugello 2012: would put this on my casey list if I'd included some disaster rides, which this is for him. that bit of the season where he made some high profile errors and controversial passing attempts of his own (and there was an overtake he did apologise for post-race) (this is the last casey mention I promise). anyway, never mind him. this is another one of those alien era races where the winner pretty quickly checks out by a margin of around ninety nine years, and indeed is already waving to the crowd on the last lap. the racing behind him is not too bad though, dovi is involved in a long duel with bradl that hayden eventually joins, and casey isn't the only guy executing controversial passes
assen 2014: ducati was in a pretty sorry state in 2013 and it's still in a pretty sorry state in 2014. another wet race podium, very strong race from dovi where he does manage to stick with marc for a while there. lower down the order, valentino is executing a rather nifty comeback ride after making an erroneous tyre choice
**qatar 2015: a great race and one that nicely sets the tone for what some consider a fairly interesting season. marc goes wide in the first turn and jorge has some kind of visor issues, so we end up with the two ducatis and valentino having it out for the win
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^valentino after qatar 2015 about the current era of racing. at the start of the season, it looked like the ducatis would be right in the mix - surely one of the two factory riders would be able to snag a victory sooner or later. it was not to be that year and the results for the rest of the season were largely disappointing, but ducati had clearly made a step forward
sepang 2016: dovi's 2015-16 must have been maddening. three consecutive p2's to start 2015 but drops off from there. rumours at the start of 2016 that jorge's sick of yamaha and speculation is ripe about who in ducati might be sent packing for him. it looks like dovi might well be headed for the door, except iannone did something extremely damaging to his case early that season - dovi was the safe pair of hands, not the guy ducati put their hopes in. they're handing out wins to anyone who rocks up that year and indeed dovi's soon-to-be-former teammate gets ducati's first victory in about a million miserable post-casey years. plenty of talk about who'll win next and marc and vale both point to dovi, but it's just not happening. sepang is the penultimate round of the season and by this point, at least a little order has been restored again - which is when dovi finally gets his win in the wet. still bonkers to think he had two premier class wins pre-2017 both in the wet and then he's runner-up three consecutive years, very gibernau of him. he earned it too, a long scrap in the race with valentino until vale's tyres went kaput
*mugello 2017: dovi begins his transformation into a genuine title threat here. it looked like lorenzo would lead the ducati charge as he had been hired to do at ducati's home circuit in mugello, a circuit he had always been strong at. in the early stages of the race, jorge fought valentino (fresh from his first motocross accident of the season and expected to struggle late in the race) for the lead. dovi had missed warm-up as he was suffering from food poisoning, but, as would happen repeatedly that season, jorge quickly slipped back down the order - and in the end it was dovi who took the fight to the yamahas. a home victory, his first dry win, and all while not at his best physically... no wonder it was one of dovi's favourite career wins
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^the moment dovi replaced maverick vinales as marc's biggest threat that season
catalunya 2017: it took dovi seven years to win two races and a week to win his next two. this was the moment when yamaha really started falling apart and confirmed the looming realignment of the competitive landscape. it all came back to the tyres - as it often did in those years, but it was particularly extreme in the sweltering heat. winning a race with your tyre preservation skills on a bike that allows you to preserve those tyres doesn't make for the most thrilling of races, but hey, job well done. his teammate finished fourth, almost ten seconds back after leading on the first lap
***austria 2017: one of the classic marc/dovi duels. the best races between the two of them (unsurprisingly) tended to be at tracks that quite heavily favoured ducati - and austria was already establishing itself as a prime ducati hunting ground. which meant that marc was pretty happy to even find himself that high up in the order and doing damage limitation in terms of the points swing in the championship fight. does that mean he plays it safe while trying to snatch the win from dovi? not even going to bother to answer that question
*motegi 2017: another in the marc/dovi collection and one that reaffirmed dovi's status as a worthy challenger to marc. a dramatic last lap in treacherous conditions that goes down right to the very last corner
**sepang 2017: such an impressive win. the title was on the line... or rather, dovi knew that he basically had to win to even still give himself a chance. he was not helped out one bit by his teammate in this regard, but rode a fantastic race in the wet to eventually force the title decider (left field choice but this dovi win is the one that most impressed me, fully thought the title would be wrapped up here especially after a poor race in phillip island)
valencia 2017: has to go on here as it's the one title decider dovi has gotten himself involved in. marc had a comfortable 21 point margin, which meant that for dovi to win the title marc would've had to finish... uh p12 or lower I believe, and dovi would've had to win the race. straightforward for marc, right? well, title deciders have a tendency to get a bit weird and nervy, just because of the stakes involved... and you can tell from how marc's riding. this race is also really dull until about ten laps to go... thing about valencia is that even when it's looking like an overtake is coming it's basically guaranteed that it won't be. the funniest part of the race is jorge ignoring team orders to a ridiculously blatant extent and ducati attempting to psychically murder him
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^dovi always knew the odds were against him going into valencia. this is the moment his title bid ends, ironically just after he'd finally been freed of lorenzo
*qatar 2018: dovi would never come as close to the title again as he did in 2017, but at the start of 2018 at least it looked like he could be a serious challenger once again. this is a great race, another last lap battle... trying not to get repetitive so here, have some of my race notes to change things up:
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**brno 2018: for a while, this looks like we're building up for a nice little four-way fray between dovi, vale, marc and jorge (feat. crutchlow). dovi does what he always does when he's leading and goes at the slowest possible pace, and everybody else does what they always did in those years and lies in wait, while occasionally reshuffling the order at the front in the name of whimsy. and then the yamaha does what it always does and somehow burns out its tyres anyway even though they're crawling around the circuit. anyhow, once valentino has done his scheduled backwards slide and jorge has rejoined the fray, it shapes up as a nice little three-way fray between dovi, marc and jorge. appreciating dovi races is all about getting really into the idea of tyre preservation and knowing the last laps will probably be fun. extra little spice because by this point the jorge/dovi dynamic is... not great :)) and we get an appropriately feisty duel between those two in particular
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^after his win at the season opener in qatar, dovi had struggled to continue the momentum from the previous season. he went into the race fourth in the standings behind marc, vale and maverick, already 77 points down on marc - and his teammate had recently won back-to-back races. an important win and the rest of his season was a lot stronger. and of course, he had the joy of beating jorge, a relationship that managed to deteriorate even further over the course of that year
*thailand 2018: minus the yamahas providing an early and a late cameo, this one's all about another marc and dovi duel. a lot of stalking and lurking and then marc makes his move with four laps to go. excellent last few laps with overtakes galore, including of course at the very last corner
**qatar 2019: perhaps the archetypal dovi race. runs a very slow pace at the front to just carefully manage the pace, which leads to a nicely bunched up field that keeps sniping at each other. the top three for much of the race of marc, dovi and rinsy switch around plenty of times. there's one moment where dovi just like. ups the pace simply to test if he can drop everyone and then fully drops it by a second the next lap when he can't. pretty funny in how blatant it was. also, don't want to shock you here but we do indeed have another last lap battle. top five at the end covered by .6 seconds
*austria 2019: the first lap is WILD and actually manages to delay the inevitable marc/dovi duel. fabio leads for a bit, and then you are reminded of exactly why he hasn't been able to shut up about top speed for the past few years, like man after a while I'd be traumatised too. another fun duel between marc and dovi, which ends with... that's right. a last lap battle. that was kind of what their rivalry was about by 2019, given there wasn't really a title fight any more (certainly not after jorge played bowling in catalunya) - but the races themselves were thrillers, a welcome remedy when marc's dominance was at its most stifling
austria 2020: just as a heads-up - this race includes a terrifying crash when the bikes of zarco and franky morbidelli almost fly straight into valentino and maverick. nobody was seriously injured but they were inches away from a life-threatening accident; it's by the grace of god stuff. the race was stopped and then restarted, which... bit tough to say whether that helped or hurt dovi. probably helped (though I reckon he was always winning this) - in part two mr tyre whisperer is chasing jack miller on soft tyres. what happens next will shock you. deeply odd race... a lot of 2020 races had a surreal vibe - you just have to kinda experience it for yourself. at one point there's a graphic on screen telling you dovi, zarco and stefan bradl are competing for the win. this is not the case
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^once more with feeling: dovi's third win at the redbull ring and only win in 2020, just after he'd announced his decision to leave ducati. between injuries, being unable to make the new rear tyre work for him and the growing alienation from ducati, 2020 was not an easy season for dovi. in the end, he was not the one to take advantage of marc's absence, and his time as a top-level rider ended when him and ducati parted ways
marc
spoiler free top ten list: cota 2013, assen 2015, phillip island 2015, mugello 2016, misano 2017, phillip island 2017, argentina 2018, assen 2018, silverstone 2019, sachsenring 2021
mugello 2010: first grand prix win! once marc has worked his way through the field this develops into a tight four-way scuffle that continues until the very end, with marc winning by .039s
estoril 2010: absolute chaos race and also the penultimate race of the season with a tight and tense championship situation. marc does well to move up the order until the rain comes and the race is paused... and then my man bins it on the sighting lap. anyway who needs more than half a bike to win a race. one hell of a comeback ride with a nicely dramatic ending
phillip island 2011: marc had to start this race from the back of the grid as a result of a one minute time penalty. early in one of the practise sessions that weekend, he had crashed and had been forced to wait in the pits while the bike was repaired, but was then sent out with only a minute to go. he tried to get in a hot lap after the chequered flag was out, and barrelled into the back of another rider who was slowing down after a practise start. the other rider went to the hospital, though was not seriously injured, and marc ended up with only a cut - but both parties were very lucky to escape relatively unscathed and he was heavily criticised for it. he himself did not agree with the penalty, and his team lodged an unsuccessful appeal. this was also a big race in that year's championship fight (that marc eventually could not see out after his crash in sepang), presenting a huge opportunity for title rival bradl to gain a decisive points advantage. a very impressive comeback ride, as well as a good contest for the win
**qatar 2012: love a race that's a mess. the season opener, and also marc's first race back after the horror crash in sepang the previous year that had given him career-threatening diplopia. marc spends a fair portion of the race battling with iannone, one of his main rivals that year, and if I personally had to fight both baby marc and baby iannone I would simply leave. another bloke is so furious at marc he slaps his arm on the cooldown lap, which was in response to a very controversial pass down the straight where marc kinda ran him off track. both were reprimanded by race direction. the finish is ridiculously close. go watch it
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^the cooldown lap slap - marc was involved in several controversies that year. at the end of the year, the fim updated its rulebook, widely seen as a response to marquez-related incidents and the controversial handling of them, and introduced the penalty point system. ironically, it was that system that resulted in valentino's back-of-the-grid penalty in valencia 2015. in early 2017, the penalty points were once again scrapped
motegi 2012: another comeback ride - this time, marc stalls at the start. does his thing and eventually has a late scrap with his main title rival pol espargaro for the win. good fun
valencia 2012: 'oh you can't overtake at valencia' 'oh all the races are boring' 'oh could they please kick it off the calendar come on we deserve a better race to end the season' is what only an idiot would say. marc's last moto2 race starts from p33 after being penalised for a practise collision. spectacular comeback rides are a funny calling card to have for the statistically strongest qualifier in motorcycling grand prix history, but reflects how much of a trouble magnet he was - especially in those days. he might not have a great reputation in the premier class, but he did calm down in 2013, relatively speaking. or, well, he certainly did things it was harder to penalise him for
*qatar 2013: marc's first premier class race. jorge basically fucks off at the front from the word go, but it's an exciting battle behind him - that of course eventually involves valentino, who as ever had worked his way through the pack from further down the grid. first race first podium simple as
*cota 2013: this was always going to go on the list given that it's marc's first premier class win. the race itself is fine, not the most exciting entry on this list, but still! obviously worth a watch
**jerez 2013: icl I feel like this race really benefits from watching jerez 2005 first. not only because 2005 is the better race, but because I think you need to picture twelve year old marc marquez watching this race and thinking it was just like. the coolest shit ever. the patriotism left his body that day. I will not talk about the 2005 race here, but to be clear I am with twelve year old marc marquez on this one. anyway, back to 2013: the race is decent, the infamous copycat overtake is great but arguably the parc fermé and podium vibes are even better. not only was he shameless, but he was shameless in a way he knew echoed his hero beat for beat. baby's first premier class controversy
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^the infamous finger wag. marc tries to approach him again during the podium celebrations, but seems unbothered when he is rebuffed. jorge made clear throughout that season he thought marc should be penalised, repeatedly bringing up when jorge himself was given a one race ban and how it had taught him a lesson about responsible riding (some of his rivals in 250cc and premier class rookie season might have some thoughts on that). his criticisms continued well into the season, with tensions rising again after marc's overtake on dani in aragon led to dani crashing
**laguna seca 2013: can't leave this out. important to stress moto2/125cc never went there, so it was his first time at just this notoriously tricky track that was known to be incredibly hard to conquer (here is a clip of vale and marc talking about this in the sachsenring presser). I wouldn't say the race itself is all that great once marc does his thing at the corkscrew, but laguna's quite high up there on tracks you can mostly just enjoy watching bikes go around. big moment in the championship fight because it's when marc is racking up the points at the expense of the injured lorenzo/pedrosa
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^2008: valentino stops during his victory lap to kiss the corkscrew where he overtook casey // 2013: marc gets his photo taken at the corkscrew a few days before he will overtake valentino there
*silverstone 2013: a jorge/marc contest for the victory with a dramatic ending, one of the best races that year. marc had dislocated his left collarbone in that morning's warm up, so there was added tension in whether he could hold up physically across a race stint - at a time when jorge (and dani) desperately needed to make up points. interesting continuation of the lorenzo/marquez arc that season in that jorge was a little more willing to match marc's aggression, whatever the problems he had with it
valencia 2013: not bad as valencia races go, actually. which is literally only because it's a title decider and the points situation is exciting, but well credit where it's due. proper tussle between the top three - jorge was so aggressive as he attempted to back marc up into the pack that journalists in the presser afterwards were essentially inviting marc to call jorge a hypocrite. obviously has sentimental value as it's where marc's first premier class title was sealed (even if it should have been sealed earlier but hey ho)
*qatar 2014: I found it quite tricky to make a few picks for 2014, because I feel like a lot of the races this year are in the category of 'fun but not all time epics', and it's hard to really choose between a bunch of them in terms of either significance or entertainment value. the first race of a ten race win streak feels as good a place to start as any, and represents the moment when marc really began stamping his authority on the series. in many ways, this race echoed the race of the previous year: jorge leading from the start, valentino charging through the field, marc somewhere in between. except this time jorge crashes and the fight between marc and valentino is for the victory. it lasts until the penultimate lap, and this time it's marc who comes out on top
le mans 2014: marc did try occasionally to keep things interesting. yes he consistently qualified very well, but sometimes he threw in a bad start or an awful first lap for the vibes. in this one, he ran very wide during the first lap (partly helped along by jorge) and ended up back down in tenth. the pace differential is too extreme for good battles but still, some nice overtaking
**catalunya 2014: see above - there's not all that much to separate this from say mugello or silverstone, so the tiebreaker is personal preference. a good, fun scrap that involves all four of marc, vale, jorge and dani at different stages - even if the end result by this point feels almost inevitable. it is here that valentino rather understandably attempts to strangle marc in parc fermé
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^still a close contest with seven laps to go. plenty of overtakes, plenty of confusion relating to a yellow flag, and last lap contact
indianapolis 2014: last of the win streak, at a track that was never particularly popular with riders and typically short on good racing. for a while there at the start it looks like this race would deserve to go on the dovi list until valentino just. um. bumps him aside. and lets marc and jorge past both of them. and then lorenzo also bumps dovi aside. sorry dovi, yamaha decided you were not to be involved in this. the next few laps are good fun too, like by this point you can TELL how much both yamaha riders want this. no manners in sight. icl it's mainly the fact that it's closing out the win streak that has made me include it and the first few laps, because once it settles down it... sure does settle down. ignore this list and just pick a win from the 2014 win streak at random - if you enjoy that one, you'd probably enjoy them all
***assen 2015: probably my favourite marquez/rossi battle. really all you can ask from with a race with two protagonists: lasts the whole race, tense, high stakes, two guys who are particularly motivated to beat each other, several overtakes plus a hell of a lot of stalking and studying each other, and last lap controversy. involves cunning, a little bit of ambiguity in the intentions of both parties, some unresolved questions. an appointment with race direction. an awfully tense post-race press conference that the relationship of the protagonists could never quite recover from. the ideal race
***phillip island 2015: one of the best races of all time etc etc, though it may make you feel like somebody is repeatedly stabbing you with the sword of damocles. still, that's entirely to do with what follows, and the race itself is a fantastic four-rider battle with a murdered seagull and a late twist
**sepang 2015: well, obviously! the actual confrontation between marc and valentino is deeply counterproductive in terms of 'guys you're letting lorenzo/pedrosa escape, stop divebombing each other' and well the whole thing is all kinds of tragic. but the racing itself nicely showcased the complete lack of respect between the pair of them and there is something kind of mesmerising about seeing two all time great wheel-to-wheel fighters go at it, no holds barred. plus it's a major part of marc's story. it is what it is
argentina 2016: this probably isn't making a lot of top thirty something lists, but hey, sometimes you just need to watch a kind of stupid race. this race was kind of stupid. it has the dubious honour of being the first in the marc/vale walk of shame 'hey remember when you guys fought here last year' tour, and they do actually get to scrap it out a bit on track again - though that confrontation is defanged from the moment they have to switch bikes. the last corner incident is dumb but also funny. the podium has truly rancid vibes. I had a good time
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^nobody else on that podium as much as twitches when marc goes down. blank faces when he jokes about it in the presser. kind of impressive really. same weekend
***mugello 2016: there is a moment when you think this race will end up being an extremely tight contest until the end between the three protagonists of the 2015 fiasco. then something extremely infuriating happens, and it ends up not being that. on the one hand you leave that race feeling a little robbed, on the other hand it did still feature a veryyy dramatic finish between two of the protagonists. excellent race
**catalunya 2016: the first proper post-2015 marc/vale battle, and at valentino's favourite location for enjoyable race-long duels. it's not like... I don't think of that particular category, I'd call it my absolute favourite - but that's a very high bar. no surprise that they both really really wanted to beat each other, and hey interpersonal animosity always adds a fun nice note to the racing
sachsenring 2016: the problem with the sachsenring is that it used to produce banger after banger race until some diminutive bloke called 'marc marquez' fucking ruined it. 2003 2006 2009 2010 2011 are certified classics, as good as it gets really, tight dramatic fights for the victory and podium positions and integral to the narrative arc of their respective seasons. you used to be able to rely on this track to give you a SHOW. but then that twat showed up and... tbh I can't even remember many of his wins there having particularly memorable racing behind him (I did quite like 2018), so maybe it's not only his fault (to be clear it is in large part his fault). anyway the 2016 edition is in that stretch of 2016 where everything just kind of. goes to shit. like they start just letting anyone win. jack miller won in assen that year. anarchy in motogp. it's the michelin tyres, it's the rain, and it's this bit of the season where marc starts running away with the title. this is another very messy race, more rain, and it's one that has convinced me once and for all that marc has actual plot armour at this circuit. there is a moment where you will go 'how does he win this race' and it's the moment where he goes so far off the track he's halfway to austria. watch to find out how he somehow scams another win at the ring. damn him please do it again this year
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^come on this is bullshit. if I'm the other guys I'm calling for a ban of the sachsenring until we figure out what the hell is going on. no wonder he was hopeful of winning on the murder honda
**assen 2017: brilliant race. initial four-way tussle between marquez, rossi, zarco and petrucci that includes some early aggression between the usual suspects and then some light rain to further spice things up. right on the very last lap, there are two great scraps going on - one for the win (with a controversial involvement of a backmarker), and the other for the last podium spot against cal crutchlow
**misano 2017: this is a race that very much had the shadow of valentino rossi looming over it, even though he was not in attendance. valentino had gotten himself involved in his second serious motocross crash of the season, both right before italian races, and had this time decided to take himself out of the title hunt rather definitively by breaking his leg. some time after this, marc posts a photo of himself doing motocross - which he has done a lot of over the years, but was interpreted as taunting valentino and got plenty of backlash online. whether this was a contributing factor or not, he received a frosty reception in misano. he crashed during the wet warm up session and was booed by fans as he rode past them on the scooter, prompting him to blow kisses at them. the race occurred at a tense moment during that title fight: marc had suffered a mechanical dnf in the previous race and in doing so had surrendered the championship lead to dovi. he could not afford another dnf at this late stage of the season. which perhaps made it a little surprising just how hard he fought for that win against petrucci in the treacherous wet conditions, the risk he took with his overtake on the very last lap. was it just to get an extra five points and the win, or was it (as the speculation went at the time) about getting revenge on the italian fans? who's to say - but in any case it was one of the defining performances of that year's championship and another example of marc's skill and confidence in the wet
***phillip island 2017: you know the drill - this circuit produces bangers, and this is another all-time great race. marc by this point had a weird and somewhat cursed record at phillip island in the premier class, where he'd a) been disqualified in 2013, b) crashed out of a comfortable lead in 2014, c) won in a dramatic last lap in 2015, and d) crashed out of a comfortable lead in 2016. so in his first four years, the only year he'd even finished the race, it set off a deeply unfortunate series of events involving marc and allegations of sabotage made by his childhood hero - which maybe goes to show the universe just wanted that particular relationship to be doomed. anyway, 2017!! apparently marc decided he could only finish at that circuit when it involved a dramatic battle between multiple riders. good on him! the racing is brutal, with plenty of contact between the riders, as perhaps you might expect looking at the list of protagonists: marquez, rossi, zarco, vinales, iannone, crutchlow. high stakes too - a decisive points swing in that year's title fight that could have easily gone disastrously wrong for marc. in 2018, marc once again did not finish the race
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^a hard-fought race where all participants are more than happy to get physical. one of several races that season that prompts questions about aggressive riding, though this time all the riders are in agreement. after the handshake, marc gestures to the rubber that now stains valentino's leathers. in a year where team orders were a big topic of debate, valentino finished right in front of his teammate - who had still been in mathematical contention for the championship
**argentina 2018: for lovers of hubris and head loss. the full marc marquez experience. off his rocker the entire weekend. got whacked with a massive penalty at the end of the race that made the whole thing quite literally pointless and deserved every second of said penalty. jorge's long-standing mantra of 'just give him a race ban' became part of the discourse again. ended up p18 to valentino's p19, hand in unlovable hand. but apart from that, it was a really great performance!
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^complaints at the time obviously centred around how marc was a repeat offender in the recklessness of his riding, and lacking in respect (see too the ever-lurking parallels drawn with the jerez 2011 apology - which was, it has to be said, issued for a considerably less egregious offence). publicly marc was mostly remorseless, accepting more blame in the aleix incident than the valentino one, and saying in an interview a few days later that he wasn't going to change his approach. it's the worst and the best of him - he had no need to barge aside other riders with the sheer raw pace he was able to access. on the phillip island 2003 comparison, see valentino's words about riding angry here. in 2012, marc was asked about whether there were races where he was determined to win at all cost, and he mentioned some examples from that year before adding, "there have been many times when I had to channel my inner rage to win a race"
***assen 2018: excellent race, as memorable as phillip island 2015 or 2017 if your favourite type of race is multi-rider dogfights. involves seven or eight riders in the lead group for large chunks of the race, with the order of those riders chopping and changing with incredible regularity. some pretty ridiculous saves (at least three riders right at the sharp end of the action where you feel that they really should have hit the deck) and a lot of contact, putting on full display just how aggressive riding had gotten during that time. most riders enjoyed the contest, though this time it was dovi's turn to be a dissenting voice. in any case, there were reportedly 99 passes within the lead group and it is rightly remembered as one of that era's finest gems
*austria 2018: marc vs the ducatis, as was tradition at the red bull ring. marc wanted to get payback for the last time they had been in austria, and determinedly got a good start to try and avoid history repeating itself - but he never quite managed to escape his pursuers. this is one of those races where there's a long stretch of it just... building, where it feels like either marc will make the break for it or there'll be a dramatic finale. which can make it ever so slightly annoying when there isn't a dramatic finale, but I am happy to assure you that this race delivers on that count. gets very good with ten laps to go
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^plenty of close battles, but in those years nobody could match marc for week-to-week consistency. the closest by that metric in 2018 was valentino - but typically a few positions further down the order, hindered both by competitive decline and an increasingly horrendous yamaha. as for jorge, he found his form on the desmodici just as the ducati higher-ups lost their patience and kicked him out. he reached some impressive peaks and at last adapted well to the demands of the bike, but his season was eventually marred by injury
***silverstone 2019: quick warning - quite a scary crash on the first lap even by motogp standards. anyway, dramatic last lap battle with alex rins, who I think it's fair to say marc hasn't always had the best of relationships with. while things haven't exactly gone to plan for either rider since then, excluding fabio that was probably the rivalry that I was most excited to see develop post-2019. ah well. the race itself is fantastic though, one of those that just gradually ramps up the tension before the finale. the last two laps are crazyyyyy. top five closest finish in premier class history
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^marc and rinsy (not at silverstone but earlier in the season at jerez). some long-standing bad blood here and I'm sure rinsy really would have liked to strangle marc from time to time
**misano 2019: another visit to valentino's home turf in the year time finally caught up with vale. before this race, marc and valentino tussled in qualifying. an odd and deeply unserious incident that had zero actual impact on their already doomed laps, it's notable in part due to how much marc visibly lost his cool over the whole thing. from p5 on the grid he ended up in an enjoyable duel with fabio quartararo for the victory that went down to the very last lap. as the commentators noted, he celebrated more than he has after sealing some of his championships. coming out best in a last lap battle, making sure to keep the edge over fabio, as well as 'winning in enemy territory'? the perfect weekend. as he says in the immediate post-race interview, "honestly speaking, yesterday was the extra motivation, the extra push for the race" and "really nice to win here in italy". you could tell
**thailand 2019: marc attempting to burnish his last lap battle record by breaking children's hearts? sad stuff. cruel and unusual. a lot of fun to watch. it's an understatement to say that fabio's rookie campaign exceeded expectations, and marc quickly identified him as his biggest threat going forwards. this was a match point race for marc and he needed to outscore dovi by two points to seal the title, but he had such an overwhelming lead that he could afford to take more risks than he might have other years - even if the race did follow a massive crash in friday practise that required a hospital check-up. another race that involves a lot of stalking and shadowing and plotting before the action really kicks off (with four laps to go). this race was part of marc's considerable efforts that year to put fabio in his place while he still could. poor fabio
jerez 2020: hurts to include but this list wouldn't really be complete without it. another race that very much encapsulates the full marc marquez experience. truly bonkers pace until it all went horribly wrong
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^funniest moment of the race is when valentino does what is surely the closest you can get to a double take on a motorcycle when he sees marc go past. like he sees marc, then clocks who he's seeing and then visibly looks again in a sort of 'HOW is he here'
*sachsenring 2021: thing about marc at the sachsenring is that it undoubtedly got boring in terms of the victory fight for a few years there, but it's also just a fun, tricky track and he's a joy to watch on it. obviously this win is anything but boring, and the margin he pulls on the field never feels as comfortable as it should be. I don't really think I have much to say about this race that hasn't already been said. I cried
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^make that eleven in a row at the ring. honorary mentions go to cota and emilia romagna '21, at time of writing his most recent wins. neither are classic races exactly - and indeed, if you're looking for races relevant to the current climate then aragon '21 is a good shout. at emilia romagna (the second race held at the misano circuit that year), pecco crashes out while being pursued by marc, which clinches the title for fabio. it is also the last race on home soil for valentino
**phillip island 2022: one more for good measure. somehow this is his first premier class ride at the circuit where he finished the race but did not win. late on in that year's tense title battle and gives you exactly what you want from a race at phillip island. it's not even a multi-rider dogfight as it is an every-rider dogfight that eventually becomes a multi-rider dogfight at the front of the pack... but if you looked at the run order after about three laps you would NOT be able to guess who the riders involved are, never mind who wins it. absolute chaos. one hell of a contest right until the very end involving one of that year's two primary title contenders - and some other foes old and new. marc's sole podium that year, and his 100th in motogp. second closest top ten in premier class history, not too bad
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kateknowsdramas · 3 months ago
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Love Next Door finale spoilers:
I think my favorite part about the last episode is that Mo Eun went to the South Pole. Dan Ho wasn't pissy about it when he found out. Even though he was told the info before Mo Eun could tell him personally, he went out and got her cold weather gear and was supportive of her goals. He obviously presented it to Yeon Du in a way that made her happy for Mo Eun as well. We didn't have this stupid, unnecessary conflict which caused emotional pain for the woman because she was fulfilling her dream.
As much as I was slightly underwhelmed by the show, I really do think the writers did a nice job of bookending everything. The way they mirrored episode one with the moms bragging about the kids - but now it was Seok Ryu's mom bragging about Seung Hyo and vice versa - nice touch. Our leads bickering in the end like they did as kids was also sweet.
We knew she was going to get dad's restaurant, but it was nice the way it was written. I'm glad they didn't do a last minute 'she has cancer' scare again.
Overall, it was a nice, low conflict show that subverted some Kdrama tropes while leaning into others.
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wantondoe · 2 months ago
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Halloween in Hell
!!STORY CONTAINS SOME SPOILERS!!
Hello! Just felt like writing something about Halloween. Reader is a huge fan of Halloween, interacting with everyone. Reader is gender neutral. Includes some swearing, insinuations of sex and mentions of alcohol and drug (naturally).
Ah, Halloween in Hell. How... fitting. The dim streets of Hell were laced with fairy lights and Halloween themed decoration, creating shadows on the streets. Cafés were serving Halloween-themed goods, and the streets were busy in general. Kids wearing costumes and carrying pumpkin baskets were running around and knocking on the doors and eating caramel apples.
You were hanging Halloween decoration around the lobby windows. You had seen those skeleton-themed fairy lights at the store and immediately seen a vision. You had impulsively bought ten boxes of the lights.
"Um, toots, are you sure we're gonna need all those boxes?" Angel had asked, seeing you carry the boxes inside.
"Come on, Angel. Usually you appreciate my impulsivity", you had responded wittily.
You found it odd that out of all people in the hotel, you were the one who was taking Halloween so seriously. You had been watching Halloween movies since August and made a whole Pinterest board about Halloween snack ideas.
"Oh! Those snacks look so cute! Spider muffins, mummy sausages, bloody punch and even cinnamon roll cake that looks like intestines!" Nifty had stared at your phone as you scrolled through Pinterest.
"You know, Nifty, we could cook and bake these together!"
Besides, this was serious. In three days, there would be a Halloween party at the Hotel. Since Sir Pentious had been redeemed, the hotel had really bloomed in popularity. Sinners were coming in, hoping to be redeemed. Charlie and Alastor even had to ask Nifty to clean the rooms of the 3rd floor, that's how full the hotel was. The little janitor was more than glad to tidy the rooms up. The Halloween party was meant to be a nice gathering between the sinners and the hotel staff.
Everything had to be perfect. Even the king of Hell and Charlie's dad, Lucifer, would be joining them. There would also be some other influential demons. Charlie was going to attempt to advertise the hotel to them.
"You know Charlie, maybe we could even make some posters. That makes it easier to explain this Hotel", you had casually suggested while carving pumpkins. "I think we should make new ones anyway. The old ones are a little outdated."
"That's right! I should get started with them..." Charlie pondered.
"Don't worry. I'm sure Vaggie would be more than happy to help you", you had given Charlie an encouraging smile.
"I know... She's amazing", Charlie said with stars in her eyes. "She's fiercely loyal."
"Where does one find people like that"? you sighed, carving the pumpkin's eyes.
"I believe everyone has a a soulmate!" Charlie responded with her usual optimism.
The next day, you shook the drunken bartender. "Husk! HUSK!"
"Get your hands off me! Oh... It's you." Husk yawned, fixing his posture.
"How do you function?" you questioned, shaking your head like a disappointed parent.
"Hey! Did you even have anything important to tell me?" the grumpy bartender demanded while picking up an empty wine bottle from the floor and tossing it to their glass collection. "Alastor's been getting pissy since Lucifer's invited to the party too. Gotta deal with his attitude somehow", Husk said, opening a new wine bottle.
"He seems about the same to me", you raised a brow. You had always found the Radio Demon fascinating. You liked analyzing him, watching his behavior and wondering what was going on inside his genius-like mind.
"Are you serious?" Husk crashed the bottle on the wooden bar table. "I mean... I know him fairly well. He's been more sarcastic. He keeps to himself a lot... Not even sure if he's joining the party."
"I will take it personally if he doesn't join", you said stubbornly.
"Well good fucking luck convincing him to join the party", Husk raised his wine bottle before taking a huge gulp. Rolling your eyes, you walked to Alastor's radio tower.
Usually no one even dared to think about entering his precious radio tower. But you were stubborn. The party wouldn't be the same without the hotel's charming host. You opened the door to the tower, your head peeking in the dim room. Alastor's shoulders immediately tensed as you opened the door.
"And now to take a quick break! We'll be soon back with more murder stories!" Alastor spoke with his usual static voice, speaking in his staff. Then he left the staff leaning against the table. Standing up and turning on his heels, he turned to look at you. "Yes, my dear?"
He smiled widely as usual, but the positioning of his eyebrows revealed his annoyance.
"Oh come on, you love seeing my face", you stepped inside the round room, crossing your arms and leaning against the wall. "I heard that you won't be joining the Halloween party. I'm here to change that."
"Well, might I ask you who told you nonsense like that?" he pretended to be wondering, his movements theatrical.
"Little birds sang", you smirked. "I take that you will be joining after all?"
"Of course! What would everyone say if I didn't?" he smiled widely.
"That's what I thought", you got ready to leave.
"My my, it's like we share a brain cell!" Alastor joked, his eyes meeting yours.
"Charming", you said. "Oh, and I do expect you to have a costume." You left the tower, smiling.
The night and day before the party you basically spent your whole time in the kitchen, preparing the food with Nifty. You even had given Husk a recipe for a spooky "bloody punch".
"We could say that the punch was right from Hell!" Angel joked. "Pun intended."
"That's terrible, since when did you become a fan of dad jokes?" you playfully criticized, placing the food on a long table.
Alastor suddenly appeared behind you, startling you. "Well, maybe I inspired him, ha ha ha! I hope that 'bloody punch' is made form actual blood!" he cheerfully exclaimed.
"FOR THE LOVE OF CARNAL DESIRES- Alastor! that better be the last time you sneak up on me like that!" you snapped, almost dropping the spider muffins.
"Now now, there's no reason to get all upset, darling", he said with a composed tone. He watched you place the muffins on the table. Giving him a final glare, you announced that you would be change in your costume now.
You strode towards your bedroom which was the last room of the left wing. A nice, private room with a window view to the hellish garden.
Over the years you had been trying different Halloween costumes. The cute pumpkin, a sorcerer, a ghost... You even had that "sexy cat" or "hot nurse" phase in high school. But this party was different. This called for a special outfit.
The party was going great! A lot of people had showed up, actually. Nifty, in her adorable pumpkin costume, was constantly making sure that there was enough food for everyone. The guests also kept Husk busy. Charlie and Vaggie had landed on a couples costume. The pair was standing at the door, welcoming everyone.
"Husk! Give me another drink!" Angel made his way to the bar.
"Sure what do you wan- What the hell are you supposed to be?" Husk stared at Angel's costume.
"What? This is my most trusted condom costume! We've been through it all", Angel defended his costume choice. "I feel rather sexy in this bad boy", he winked an eye.
"I'm a condom too", Cherry Bomb walked next to Angel, wearing a pink condom costume.
"This is gonna be a long ass night..." Husk muttered to himself as he poured the two a drink.
Lucifer, dressed as a medieval king, was acting charming as usual, attempting to advertise his daughter's hotel to anyone who would listen.
Alastor was watching the party unwrap. He leaned against the staircase, humming alone. He was wearing an old tux and one of those large hats, presenting a gentleman from the times of past.
As you walked down the stairs, Alastor turned around, his sinister smile glowing in the dim light.
You had really done it this time. You were wearing the corpse bride -inspired outfit. You carried an old bouquet, a long veil covering your lovely face. Your hair curly, your makeup mimicking a dead body. You had used unique magic to make the fabrics and the flowers glow, creating a ghostly aura around you.
You had your "walking downstairs to him", moment, something you didn't think you'd ever have. You walked slowly, making sure that Alastor would admire your outfit. Some sinners nearby Alastor also turned their heads to catch a sight of you as you walked towards Alastor, greeting him with a smile. You felt so beautiful, so desirable.
"I see you got all dressed up. Suitable for a gentleman like you", you pointed out. You shamelessly ran your eyes up and down, admiring his attire. He chuckled softly.
"Oh please, you flatter me! I must say, you look rather... Ravishing tonight."
"Thank you for your male-validation", you say with a smirk. "Enjoying the party from afar? Don't you want to greet Lucifer?" you teased.
His smile faltered a little. "Ha! No!"
"I'll see you around, Alastor", you say, walking into the crowd. You greeted Rosie as she walked towards Alastor. Rosie looked lovely in her witch outfit, the sharp pointy hat covered in fake spider web.
Your eyes scan the eyes. Okay, there was still enough food... Husk seemed to manage at the bar... Vaggie and Charlie had finally welcomed everyone in and were now mingling with Lucifer... Nifty was in the kitchen, carrying more plates on the table. She walked closer to the dance floor. Angel and Cherry were there! Wearing... Were those condom costumes?!
You curiously walked closer. "I see two condoms."
"You like our costumes?" Angel asked, dancing with Cherry. "Sexually transmitted diseased are afraid of us!"
"Very fitting for Halloween", your voice was dripping with sarcasm.
"Slimy men are also afraid of us!" Cherry yelled over the music.
"Right", you say slowly before joining them, dancing as the violet and orange lights flashed over the dance floor.
The party was thriving, at some point, the music slowed down to a more romantic tone.
You watched Vaggie, dressed as Shrek, and Charlie, dressed as princess Fiona, dance slowly. You noticed other couples sharing an intimate dance while a romantic goth song was playing.
Even Nifty was dancing with a small sinner! Your single ass was now mentally facepalming as you just stood there like an idiot. Soon a large hand was placed on your shoulder. You glanced behind, seeing Alastor stand there with a wide smile.
"May I dance with you?" he grinned, offering a hand.
"Are you April? Because March can't but April May."
He barked out a laughter at your silly joke. Taking your hand, he led you further to the dance floor.
You didn't even have to to anything, he just led the dance, moving you around as she spoke: "You know, I did expect this party to turn out a bit more chaotic."
"You wanted this to fail, didn't you?" you ask.
"Mph. Mmaybe", he said mysteriously. "The night is still young."
"Alastor, if you ruin my party-"
"Hush now, no need to pout like that", he warned with a teasing tone. "Let's make a deal. I won't ruin your party if you-"
"NO! No deals", you refused.
"Very well", he forces himself to smile. Alastor continued dancing with you, enjoying your company as the music played.
The party was reaching its end as some of the guests left home. By the end of the night, only the hotel staff was left downstairs. They all sat on the sofas, telling scary stories.
Angel held a flashlight in front of his mouth as he spoke: "And then it was revealed... That they were out of cocaine!"
"My my I can feel that in my spine", Alastor put his hand over his chest, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
"Very scary indeed, I'm not sure if I can sleep tonight", you rolled your eyes. "Okay! My turn", you take the flashlight from Angel. You spoke in a deep, slow voice: "The legend says that a creature calls the dark forests its home... It rarely exists the forest. But on a Halloween evening, the creature was hungry for carnage. The creature made its way through a village to a larger city..."
A chilly breeze made it's way in the living room through the open window. The candles flamed out.
Vaggie and Husk were acting tough, as Charlie instinctively moved closer to Vaggie. Angel's mouth hung open in anticipation. Cherry Bomb, in her pink condom costume, was munching on the leftover popcorn. Nifty found comfort inside her pumpkin costume. Alastor just sat there with a nonchalant smile, waiting for the story to progress.
You gazed around the room before continuing. "The creature had heard of this hotel. on a hill..."
Nifty gasped.
You smiled wickedly before continuing. "There must be many demons and sinners to feed on, the creature thought. The creature crept in the yard of the hotel, observing. It had bright red eyes that peered into the windows. It was the middle of the night, so everyone was fast asleep. This was almost too easy for the creature-"
Charlie then let out a loud yell, pointing at the open window. "THE CREATURE IS HERE!" Charlie basically wrapped herself around Vaggie, who also looked out the window.
Indeed, a pair of glowing red eyes were staring at them.
"DOES ANYONE HAVE HOLY WATER-" Angel yelled, looking at the red eyes. "I bet Sir Pentious would have holy water! He's the one who got redeemed!" Angel spoke rapidly as he panicked.
"It's probably nothing-" Husk said, trying to calm himself down if anything. Then the creature suddenly revealed it's sharp teeth. "Holy shit!"
Nifty, climbing on Alastor's hat: "AARRGGGHH!"
Cherry Bomb was choking on her popcorn. The whole room was in chaos. You just sat there. You just wanted to tell your made up story about a random creature and now there was one, staring at them from the open window. Had you finally discovered your unique powers and summoned a creature from the depths of Hell?
Naturally, the only one who wasn't panicking, was Alastor. He had a very unimpressed smile on his face as he saw how the others panicked, though he couldn't deny it; he found their panicked faces a tad amusing. Alastor sneakily grabbed the flashlight from your hand and pointed it at the so-called creature.
"Take the light of Jesus!" Angel yelled.
The creature hissed as Alastor pointed the light at it.
"Goddammit put that light away!" a familiar manly voice snapped.
You hastily stepped closer. "V.... Vox?"
Vox's screen was there, his mouth twisted and eyes closed. "Dammit! Quit with the light!"
"Indeed, seems like the little picture box has been spying on us", Alastor said with a wide smile, but his eyebrows furrowed.
"I wasn't spying!" Vox defended himself.
"Sure, you were just hanging out behind our window for no reason", Vaggie crossed her arms.
"Didn't anyone ever teach you that gatecrashing is rude?" Alastor teased.
Angel was holding in his laughter as Alastor scolded Vox, sneakily taking pictures of Vox's embarrassed face.
Vox was about to defend himself as Alastor scolded him. But Vox's eyes were drawn on Angel and Cherry Bomb, on their condom costumes to be specific. Vox: "What the hell are you guys supposed to be?"
"Condoms, you silly", Angel responded, his voice teasing. "Or do you even know what those are?"
Vox got all flustered. "O-of course I do!"
Cherry Bomb: "Sorry, we don't have the size XS tho."
Angel, Cherry Bomb, and you laughed at the joke while Vox's irritation became even more evident.
You looked at Alastor, a smirk playing on your lips. "Looks like you have someone to deal with. See, you got some action too", you winked an eye as you and the others left Alastor to have a little "chat" with the TV man.
Everyone fell asleep while Alastor was loudly scolding Vox. Alastor's demonic shadow tendrils would every now and then flash behind the windows. Sometimes the shadow tendril would hold Vox's body, as he soared through the chilly air. Vox screamed like a little boy while Alastor's gruff voice continued with the insults.
"To appear in front of MY hotel... I won't let you harm anyone here... I will broadcast your screams live..."
Perfect, you thought. Falling asleep on Halloween night was perfect while listening to the agony of someone. The green light illuminating through your window every now and then created a calming energy. You felt protected. Letting your eyelids close, you gave yourself to the world of dreams.
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00-spirit-00 · 23 days ago
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Hey man, do you have any hcs about Venus and Mercury from Psychopomp? /genq
Thank you :D
DO I? Absolutely.
I'm gonna focus on Colvenash for this, ok? OK.
This includes spoilers! And also possibly ooc in a lot of areas-- but that's what love does to these freaks.
Venus, when she gets her wings, likes to swoop Mercury up and carry him around. At first, he struggles against her, but he realizes how high up they are, and he's like,
"Ok. Sure, we're doing this now."
Eventually, he realizes she is capable of carrying him, and he still acts pissy, but he actually likes it.
Sometimes, she drops him and lets him fall, then catches him before he hits the ground. The first time she did that, he almost killed her out of anger with his nail, but she just kept swooping down and smacking him on top of his stupid head, and he was fuming the whole time. She would laugh, and eventually, he found it cute that she was so entertained by him. So he also doesn't mind the surprise drops she does to him now.
Sometimes she asks him to cling on really tight, and she nose dives for the earth and he's hoping and praying they don't die, he clings to her so hard it leaves marks on her back. At the last moment, she opens her wings, and their bodies are barely scraping the ground below them. He feels like his heart is going to explode out of his chest the first time, but he does trust her more and more. He will never admit it, but he loves the adrenaline rush he gets from all of these tricks she does.
Mercury heads out somewhere on foot, and the whole time, his wife is swooping down and kissing him on his head or smacking him. He wants to snatch her out of the air and carry her until she behaves-- but also, he likes being teased by her, and her only.
Sometimes, you'd think they hate each other, but they know each other so well (and for so long) that ultimately, they trust each other and care about each other. They unfortunately always come across as committing atrocious psychological warfare on each other to people who don't understand them.
Never do they truly hate each other, and are actually completely fascinated with each other.
They do things that seem inane to the other, but they entertain the notions. Both of them are the dynamic of pushing each other outside of one's own comfort zone, while still being there for the other incase something goes awry.
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coffeemakerwriter · 1 month ago
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Mw3 spoilers
TW: death
That one part two of a one shot i was supposed to do ages ago
Part one
He heard what he said, he heard ‘I love you’ (something he thought he’d never say to him) on his way out. But he didn’t fully grasp what he said.
Johnny followed after him, having to walk at a faster pace than usual to keep up with Simon's long legs, staying hot on his heels as he followed him through the hallway of other bedrooms of their fellow service members, frustration starting to claw its way into his chest.
“LT. Slow down steamin’ bloody Jesus you walk too fast!” Johnny grumbled, reaching out to grab at Simon's black shirt, yanking on it to get him to stop walking for just a second.
Simon planted his feet firmly into the tile floor of the hallway, his body tense and unmoving as he stood there, his back facing Johnny, in the rush to get out of johnny's room and far away from his as possible, he’d forgotten his balaclava on the edge of the bed. His face and the scars that accompany it on full display.
At that moment, he was glad it was early in the morning.
“Johnny, let go.” Was the only thing he said, his hands starting to do that same opening and closing motion from earlier, his voice, along with his rigid body language was all it took for Johnny to realize that Simon was not about to go about this conversation in a way he’d like.
“Si’ ye’ can’t just say ye’ love me then storm out of my fuckin’ room not expecting me to want to know what ye’ mean.” He retorted, his voice prickly and defensive, his hand let go of the shirt like Simon asked but he stood his ground, his arms crossing firmly over his chest.
Simon inhaled sharply, turning to face Johnny, his eyes narrowed. “Forget I even said anything Johnny. It was a mistake.” Was the only thing Simon responded with.
Johnny’s brows shot up, a look of hurt crossing his face as he felt his chest constrict with an ache at his words.
“Forget about it? Si’ you just told me you loved me. That isn’t exactly something I can forget.”
Simon scoffed, his words pointed. “It’s something I shouldn’t have said. So forget about it.”
“The fuck do you mean? I’m not goin’ to forget about that. Can you atleast just tell me what you mean?” He asked, he was frustrated, he hated when he did this. He hated when Simon wouldn’t just tell him how he felt.
“Exactly as it sounded Johnny. What more do you want me to say?” He scrunched his nose, something he always did when he got upset.
“To fuckin’ tell me what you meant?” He scoffed, his voice rose and his accent thickend but it stayed even.
“I told you what I meant. I told you exactly what I meant. It’s pretty fucking obvious.” Simon was frustrated. He hated this conversation with every fiber of his being. He wanted to end it already. He hated arguing.
“What is wrong with you tonight Simon? I mean- I come into my room to find you crying your bloody eyes out. And now you said you love me and now when I try to get you to elaborate you get all pissy and storm out. There’s something more to this than just that kid you saw.” Johnny huffed, his brows furrowed.
“I don’t want us to end up like my parents Johnny. I don’t want whatever we have to get ruined.” Simon shifted, his face scrunched up. He always did that when he got upset. That’s one of the things Johnny always noticed.
Johnny paused, he didn’t know much about what Simon's life was like before he enlisted but he knew it wasn’t good.
“What do you mean?” Johnny pressed on. He wanted to know more. But he wasn’t sure if he should.
Simon let out a breath of air through his nose, dragging a hand down his face, he really really didn't want to have this conversation tonight.
“Fuck, you don’t get it. Do you?” Simon barked a laugh that made Johnny uncomfortable.
“I mean how could you? You had the perfect family. Loving sisters and the picture-fucking-perfect parents. You don’t get it.” His voice was rough, Johnny could hear how exasperated he was.
“You didn’t have to listen to yelling at 3 in the morning. You didn’t have to worry if your head was going to be put through a wall because you looked at your dad the wrong way. You didn’t have to worry about that. Because your parents actually wanted you.”
Johnny stopped. He didn’t expect that.
I mean-
How could he?
Simon wasn’t exactly the type to pour his heart out on a Saturday night.
“Si-” Johnny hesitated, he didn’t know how to proceed. Simon was angry, overwhelmed, frustrated, any emotion in the book of all emotions couldn't completely describe how he felt. That much was obvious.
“Simon” he tried again, he couldn't properly word what he wanted to say, he could feel his mouth go dry, he swallowed, before shifting his eyes away from Simon's face.
johnny‘s heart was pounding in his chest, almost like it was trying to run from this entire situation. He hated this.
He really fucking hated this.
“Let's go back to my room, yeah? Talk there?”
Simon’s jaw tensed, he shifted his weight between his feet, pushing his hands into his pants, he nodded slightly. Although a bit hesitantly.
“Fine.” Simon followed Johnny back to his room, his lips pressed into a firm line, his hands stuffed into his pockets.
Johnny opened the door, stepping to the side of it so Simon could walk inside before closing and locking it, watching as Simon sat back on his bed, following to sit beside him.
“Do you wanna talk about it now?”
Simon furrowed his brows, he was thinking, mulling over if he really wanted to before he sighed.
“I don’t know.”
“I’d like ye’ to. But ye’ don’t have to.”
Simon hummed, debating.
“When I was a kid, my dad, a old drunk he was, he’d drink too much beat on my ma’ and Tommy.”
Johnny didn’t speak, but he watched how Simon’s hands shook, and reached to grab them, running his thumb back and forth one of his scarred hands.
“Watched when he’d grab my brother, I’d tried to stop him, but I was just a kid, couldn’t do much, would hit his arms and claw to get my brother till he’d go after me, that way it wouldn’t be them that got hurt. It’d be me instead.”
Simon inhaled sharply, rolling his shoulders.
“I get nightmares about it, a lot, some nights more than others. But that kid- I couldn’t stop thinking about him- god he-” Simon paused, inhaled a shuttery breath , then released the breath in a uneven, anxiety stricken breath.
Johnny frowned, his thumb pressed into his knuckles as he listened.
“Simon- did you think I was that kid? ”
Simon nodded, shifting around, too wound up to sit still.
“My- my head, god it-” Simon’s voice shook, becoming more uneven, “it sounds so messed up but fuck- my brain kept replaying it on loop, except it didn’t look like that kid anymore, it looked like you, and I wasn’t in Urzikstan anymore, I was back at that train station.”
“Si-” Johnny hesitated, he wasn’t sure what to say anymore, what to do.
“I know, I know how it sounds. Fuck- I just thought- I thought if I came here I’d be able to make sure you where alive, that you made it out of that train station.”
Johnny nodded and tilted his head, looking at Simon in a soft understanding way. He gets it, he understands the logic in a way, Simon’s brain was playing tricks on him, and he came to his room as a way to make sure he was alive.
Simon shifted again, staring down at the carpet, looking anywhere but at Johnny as he inhaled then spoke again.
“I’m sorry. I think I got scared? I don’t- I don’t know Johnny.”
“It’s okay that you got scared, it was scary, what happend at the train station.”
Simon sucked in a breath, closing his eyes, “what would’ve happened if you didn’t make it out?”
“You would’ve kept living. It would be hard, but you’d keep going”
Simon nodded slightly, not as acceptance but more so registering his words. Understanding that he would’ve kept living, even if he didn’t want to, that he’d keep doing it for him.
“Si? Would you of kept going? If I had asked you to?”
Simon hesitated, shifting on the bed.
“Yes.” Johnny found that hard to believe, “if you asked me to.”
“I’d like you to, I’d like you to of kept living if I didn’t. I’d like you to keep living if I ever didn’t.”
He watched a frown pull at Simon’s lips, Johnny could tell he didn’t like that, didn’t like the idea of Johnny dying, if anything the idea seemed to freak him out.
Johnny spoke before he continued, squeezing his hand.
“I don’t plan on dying anytime soon Si.”
Johnny rubs his thumb aganist Simon’s knuckle, a reassuring touch that settles him just a bit. Simon was anxious and tense, Johnny could see as much.
“But what if you do? Tomarrow you could be gone.”
“I could be gone in ten years Simon, they’re just what ifs, uncertainties. It’s not 100% Si. ”
Johnny paused, he wasn’t sure how to help, how do you help the person you love when their so deep in their head?
Johnny turned to face him, angling his body towards Simon’s, he let go of his hand to reach for his face, his hand resting on his scarred cheek, rubbing his thumb across one of the scars.
He watched as Simon leaned into the touch, his eyes half lidded in a exhaustion sleep couldn’t ever cure, even if he tried.
“I didn’t die.”
“I’m tired Johnny. I’m tired of being scared I’ll wake up and you aren’t really here, that you didn’t wake up after the train station.”
Johnny frowned, running his thumb back and forth across his face, trying to find a way to maybe soothe his fear by his touch.
“I’m just tired.”
“I know Si, let’s- lets lay down yeah? Relax for a bit?”
He knew it wasn’t the tired sleep could fix, but he hoped being close could atleast help ease some of the burden and exhaustion he felt.
He nodded, and scooted back to the pillows perched at the head of the bed, resting his head on them, waiting for Johnny to lay with him.
When Johnny did lay next to him, Simon lifted his head just enough to rest it on his chest, right on his heart, he started fidgeting with his shirt, frowning.
Johnny hoped the sound of his heart could communicate just how much he loved him.
“I do love you. I’m just-,” he hesitated. “Scared.”
“It’s okay to be scared Si. I don’t blame you. It was scary, almost dying like that. Know it was scary for you to watch too” Johnny reached up, gently placing his hand in Simon’s hair, running his hand through it, an attempt to soothe the worry he felt.
“I’d like to try.”
“Try what Si?” Johnny furrowed his brows, he didn’t know what Simon fully meant.
“Being with you, us, together.”
“Would you be okay with something like that? Ready?”
“I don’t- I don’t fully know but-” Simon paused, his hand going still aganist johnnys shirt, “Can we? Please? Can we try?”
Johnny doesn’t think he’s ever heard Simon say please much less beg for anything, it felt foreign to hear it come from the man’s lips, if anything it made him hesitate on turning him down, his hand pausing in his hair.
“Are you sure?”
Simon nodded, his fingers pulling and twisting at his shirt once again.
“Words Si. I want to make sure.”
“I’m sure.”
Simon pushed his face into his shirt, settling into his side, despite being twice the size of the other male, it made him look so small compared to him, Johnny frowned at the thought, not used to the man being so vulnerable much less looking so small. Tonight was full of surprises it seems.
Simons voice was muffled, and Johnny had to strain to hear it, but ever so softly he heard it;
“I love you.”
Johnny hummed slightly, resting his chin on Simon’s head, his voice soft in response;
“I love you too.”
Right now, Johnny was content to hold Simon for as long as he needed, no matter how long that may be, he will always be there for him, and he knows he’d be there for him too if he ever needed it.
But knowing just how much Johnny almost dying affected him, tore at his heart.
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