#anyway idk if any of this made sense enjoy my silly rambles

[heatwa-ves]

ruka tsukinaga....

[leonenjoyer69]

Both your OCs occupy space in my mind lol I love both Harry and Elias. Would you mind giving some more rambles please and thank you? About either one. I just love learning more about them.

VJEKBKDKF TYSM, I'M GLAD YOU LIKE THEM :D it makes me very happy to know that people enjoy my ramblings and art of my lil fellas :3 (also, all you sweet anons are gonna be the death of me with your mysterious identities!)

(SUB NOTE: if anyone ever has any ideas at all or art requests or something for either of my sillies PLEASE don't hesitate to bring them up I would literally love hearing any suggestion or answering any question ever)

Anyways!!! I've actually been waiting to drop a bunch of stuff on these fellas that I've been talking about with some folks on Discord (which y'all can also ask for if you wanna talk to me on there I LOVE TALKING TO YOU GUYS), so thank you for granting me the perfect opportunity >:3 so, without further ado, I shall begin:

First of all, i just wanted to drop my height HCs bc,,,, why not lmao

I can't exactly visualize heights very well in my mind so these may be a wee bit too tall, idk, but yeah! I think giving Hyde an extra half inch would be funny bc you KNOW that mf would just round up lmao. Elias is a bit taller than Hyde, which Hyde kinda hates sometimes, itty bitty fella.

Anyways!! Harry is first up for rambling bc I have less for him rn lmao. I don't remember if ive mentioned it much before on here, but I know I included it in the fic i did for him, and that's his Scottish accent :3 we as a fandom don't write Jekyll's accent enough so I like projecting it onto injured Hyde and now Harry 😌 MORE SCOTTISH JEKYLL PLEASE-

Harry didn't really have to worry about keeping face in the mindscape (except for when around Mind Lanyon, who would pester tf out of him over it) so he fell back to at LEAST having an accent. He partially fell back on it because 1, it made him feel a wee more comfortable, and 2, because of how often he revisited memories from university (specifically during his and Lanyon relationship ofc), so he's used to hearing himself speaking with at least a drawl.

But yeah, that accent kinda sticks with him when he gains control and he has quite a hard time shaking it, which makes for some fun interactions, like when Lanyon's trying to break down his office door :3333

I believe I've mentioned this, but Harry is very very sensitive to most physical sensations (touch, pain, etc.) and has some light and sound sensitivities for a decent bit after gaining control. Because of how long he spent in the mindscape with numbed senses, It really messed with him to suddenly have control again. Eventually he starts getting used to it again, but for the first few days he's practically on the edge of a mental breakdown at every moment. He's also super jumpy from it (and from the ungodly paranoia he got from the mindscape lmao) and is quite firmly "no touch" for about a week (except for when he initiates stuff with Lanyon). Once he gets used to it tho his touch starved ass is a lot more affectionate and such.

One last thing for him! He's also far more sensitive to hunger and thirst sensations/pain, so he tends to take far better care of their body while in control. It took him a short while to get used to eating and drinking again, but he's more than happy to do it, not realizing how much he had missed it. Plus, he's seen how horrible Jekyll and Hyde would take care of themselves, so he certainly doesn't want their neglect to be his downfall. He's also a bit more sensitive to being tired, but can't sleep very well (especially without Lanyon) because of paranoia and nightmares.

OKAY, NOW, onto Elias!! Most all this stuff is from a discord convo that I didn't feel like rewording, so... Sorry if the formatings weird 💀 (questions are indented and italicized, as well as abbreviated)

OKAY SO, For how Henry (or whoever) convinces Elias to switch back:

Elias usually throws some sort of fit when he's initially order to switch back (except for the very rare instances where he's actively wanting to switch back, like when everyone's busy and he starts getting lonely anyways), though most the time he'll simmer down when Henry starts sorta begging or when either Henry or Lanyon (or very occasionally Hyde) lowkey bribe him. Usually Henry (or Hyde) will bribe him with physical touch/affection (hugs, cuddling, kisses, stuff like that), or bonding time, like going out and doing things together and such (or just doing stuff together at the society, like watching Henry do science or doing paperwork 💀). (Also, sometimes Jekyll will just get somewhat impatient and start asking more desperately and the guilt kinda gets to Elias, Henry usually feels bad about it tho) otherwise, Lanyon will bribe him (quite grudgingly, might I add) with more time out, going to the park with Elias in shadow form and talking, or letting him get a gift for Jekyll or Hyde. But yeah, Elias is lowkey like a little affectionate, overactive puppy :3

[...] I misread "letting him get a gift for Jekyll or Hyde" as "letting him get a gift FROM Jekyll or Hyde" and swore for a moment that sometimes Jekyll/Hyde sent gifts to Elias but Lanyon stole them [... ]

LANYON WOULD TOTALLY STEAL ELIAS'S STUFF TO USE AS BARGAINING LEVERAGE 💀 but yes, bribery is the go to, this guy does NOT like being locked away, so when he does it's either out of guilt or he's getting something out of it, hehe

[...] Imagine that since Lanyon is probably taller than elias, he just hides some lf his stuff on higher places so that he cannot reach them, I feel like Elias would annoy the hell out of him so that he stops doing it though (Lanyon puts them back where they where, and when Elias isn't there, he just hides them again) also, I just imagined Jekyll like guilt tripping or manipulating him so that he drinks the potion

Oh he absolutely would, Lanyon would have a whole "confiscated" shelf for it too, and Elias would definitely whine about it with sooo much persistence. AND JFKGKKF YEAH JEKYLL WOULD 😭😭 both out of selfishness and not, since he still hasn't tested how the formula behaves when an alter ego is out for prolonged amounts of time, and sometimes he just wants Robert back.

Jekyll likes Elias, he just has more of a preference for Lanyon. Jekylls probably also got a bit less patience for Elias's whining after dealing with Hyde's for so long lmao, he always feels kinda bad about being mean or anything to Elias tho, since it's kinda his fault that Lanyon split.

Would Lanyon ever like bother Elias with the fact that Jekyll likes him better?? Like maybe, at one point he just gets too tired of him wanting to hang out with Jekyll and says to him that Jekyll just deals with him out of pity, and like Elias then just feeling kinda bad about it and wondering if Jekyll actually likes him??

If Lanyon's feeling especially spiteful and annoyed, probably, but also Elias worries about that enough on his own and bothers Lanyon with all his self deprecating thoughts anyways 💀

How does Hyde feel about Elias?

He's generally guilt free about the whole "splitting Lanyon" thing and /gen likes Elias way more than he likes Lanyon lmao. He still gets that sorta bitter anger and resentment when he looks at Lanyon, but he doesn't get that with Elias. Hyde kinda thinks that Elias is all the best parts of Lanyon (Except for Elias's emotional sensitivity sometimes, but Hyde deals. He feels surprisingly bad when he upsets Elias..) But yeah, Elias is most of the reason why Hyde is complacent enough to actually kinda lay low after messing up Blackfog and stuff, so Jekyll certainly likes Elias for keeping Hyde somewhat in check lmao

And that's everything I have for this!!! Thank you so much for the ask :D

[ianontopp]

hi sorry for the shameless advertising but you're kinda the shian aficionado of this site to me so i was wondering if you wanted to check out "drive it like you stole it" on ao3 👁️👁️

Shian/Shayian aficionado? I'm honestly flattered, they are indeed my #1 sillies 🥲 Putting this in my fandom resume ty

Anyway thanks for mentioning your fic to me!!! Since you're right here, I put thoughts n spoilers below the cut >:) Link above if anyone else wants to check it out for themselves first

Your writing style in this is cool, like having Ian's inner voice lace the whole fic with his pessimism and humor. Idk what I'm talking about but Yeah! It made me sad seeing the biting sarcasm/remarks that he directs at himself AUGH, but it's also sweet seeing how he admires Shayne as a person. How he cares about others more than himself. His heart is so big but he can't see that grr

Ian's little dialogue about Olivia is so good + him processing how Shayne laughed at it </3 You didn't hold back on the angst, so I enjoyed the moment of levity and the tender ending all the more :))

The vibes feel platonic, which makes sense with this being the first time they're vulnerable with each other ! It's a nice bond forming. But then: "As Ian will learn later, Shayne is a freak who doesn’t sleep with any sort of blankets..."

...OH One of my favorite uses of 3rd person omniscient: the foreshadowing of intimacy. banging my fist on the wall

TL;DR I Quite liked this if you couldn't tell lmao! If you end up continuing it, I WILL BE THERE NO MATTER WHAT 🗣️ The inspiration struck so here's a doodle to conclude my rambling

[probably-haven]

Hello!! After seeing what you wrote about xiaoven fics I went to see what things you usually write and omg, your archon Venti headcanons????? I am absolutely in love. So if it isn't annoying, could you talk about xiaoven or Venti or Xiao or whatever ship or character you like? I don't care what you are going to say, I just want to know more about your thoughts ^^

I- is this... bestie, this is essentially a free ramble pass- kerujsgheskdfug. Trust me when I say that in no way is this, and in no way will it ever be annoying in the slightest- i literally- lets just say rambling off thoughts is kind of my specialty, especially when provided a topic to branch off of because otherwise I'm just- really indecisive about it so- iujskdh yeah- 100% definitely down to talk about Venti, Xiao, and/or Xiaoven XD. Also, yes- it may have been awhile since i last posted one(cuz again, indecisive about which direction to take part 5), but the Archon War Era Venti headcanons are still without a doubt my favorite posts I've made. It's just such an interesting topic with such endless potential that so few people actually think about or consider or even realize is there, so i always just get really psyched whenever i see someone interact with them lol.

.... this ended up being a bit of a mess: warning in advance

Anyway! onto the actual content!

- You see the thing about Xiaoven is that there's a lot of different ways that it could end up working out, and just personally my favorite way of portraying Xiaoven in my mind is as an unlabeled relationship because if anyone in genshin would give off that vibe its these two. And a number of other reasons.

- Firstly, I heavily headcanon Venti as being an aroace polyplatonic or perhaps heavily demiromantic. However, regardless of this I just don't think that Venti is really the kind of person to worry about how he should label his feelings, thinking it's silly to try to put them in one box or the other, especially with feelings and emotions being as fluid as they are in general. Plus it fits his whole God of Freedom vibe. I just- dont think he's the biggest fan of labels or social categorization in general.

- And secondly on the hand of Xiao... his defense mechanisms are very much ingrained in his personality. It's probably hard enough for him to not go into fight or flight(the answer is fight) at the slightest affection at first, at the slightest feeling of vulnerability. Even further down the line, with his fierce dedication to Liyue, I cant help but get the vibe that the moment he recognized that he was falling for Venti he would begin avoiding him, not only to avoid distraction from his duty, but to avoid corrupting him or losing him in general like he has with like basically every other person he gets close with(even believing that the cycle had repeated once more when he first heard of Morax's death)... now imagine Venti tryna slap a label on their relationship and tell me Xiao would have a positive reaction.

- The thing with Xiaoven.... honestly, i feel like theres more ways that it can go wrong than it can go right, but if they do manage to make their relationship work out, it's just simply beautiful in all terms of the word.

- Lets talk about killing. - During the Archon War, both were forced to kill a large number of people and gods alike- Venti out of a need to remain alive to protect Mondstadt, it's freedom, and the nameless bard's legacy by extent- and Xiao out of servitude to the god that was once his master

..... actually- break here- ive talked a lot about Venti on this blog but I havent actually spoken about Xiao all that much- so i should probably do that a bit first... do note though that my characterization of Xiao is pretty flexible actually- this is just- the possible characterization of him that i tend to favor as being the most- uh- "realistically complex"

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Theres a line I saw this one time in a certain story: "He is a trained weapon. That's what he is, was, and always will be. You cannot change that so stop trying." And i just- think its a really interesting concept- that applies pretty well to Xiao now that i actually think about it. - the concept behind it is this: After spending more than a vast majority of his life killing or otherwise in battle, it's become a part of who he is, a normalcy that after centuries and centuries would be near impossible to get rid of or reverse, and even if it was possible, with his karmic debt constantly eating away at him its unlikely he has enough time left for that to happen. - it sounds like a cruel thing to say about him- but in context it's actually pretty layered and i think about it a lot. It's not as much a "he's a killer lol, that his whole personality" its more of a "The centuries of trauma he experienced have conditioned him into a constantly alert and battle ready mindset while also shaping his dehumanizing inferior-in-worth-but-superior-in-capability view of himself that would have likely been necessary to get through those time, and at this point he's been under that conditioning for long enough that it's essentially ingrained itself in his personality."

- the main idea is- it's a part of who he is, that needs to be accepted as who he is because its not something that he can just up and change. It's not all he is of course but his constant battle mode, as though always waiting to be ambushed or to be granted a new target to eradicate.

a couple character story quotes:

-"His past of service under the evil god had rid Xiao of his innocence and gentleness. All that remained within him was the means to kill and the weight of his sins. The only way he could be of service to mortals was in combat." -"Xiao does not feel any hatred. Having lived for over two thousand years, no single karmic debt constitutes anything more than a fleeting memory. No grudge can last a thousand years; nor is any debt so great that it cannot be paid off in this time. Xiao has spent many long years alone. But his battles have never been in vain." -"where did Xiao have to return to? He was merely leaving the battlefield." -"since Xiao wages a constant war against dark forces powerful enough to devour Liyue in its entirety, any bystanders who witness him in the heat of battle are likely to end up as collateral damage." -"The war he fights can never be won, and will never come to an end." -"Because ultimately, the one with whom Xiao wrestles is himself."

i feel like at some point this very nearly did consume his whole personality, almost turning him into nothing more than a being of slaughter under Morax's control, devoid of any "humanity" at all, consumed and corrupted by his karmic debt like his fellow yakshas before him. - until he experienced a moment of clarity- a song in the wind, the peaceful melody of a dihua flute. - and pulled back from the border of something he wouldnt have been able to return from, there a was a shift in his mind- a concept grown unfamiliar enough with time that it took him a great time to identify what it was; a curiosity. Something that there was no place for on the battlefield, something that by all means should have been completely useless to Xiao, and yet he held onto that curiosity, slowly regaining over time, a sense of who he was and who he could choose to be with each song that the wind chose to carry towards him every once in a blue moon.

and eventually that curiousity turned to longing. Longing "for a day to come when he will wear the mask and dance — not to conquer demons, but to the tune of that flute amid a sea of flowers"

...... uh- heh- if you couldn’t tell already i have a tendency to make my characterizations/analyses of characters more serious that i probably should. 

to summarize: Xiao is constantly toeing the line between his ingrained nature and his humanity- almost as though still trying to decide how much of that humanity he deserves to have, how much he is allowed to have, and how much is safe to have.

^looking back after writing this, i think the best way to explain it is that this is the view that i keep in mind/the lense that i tend to most enjoy looking through and refering back to while examining and/or analyzing his character, actions, story, lines, and overall personality.

idk- i kinda got off track but i just think its a really interesting interpretation to think about because it has some really interesting implications ig- it’s not the full extent of how i view him of course, but i kinda got ahead of myself and its long enough as is so ill just elaborate as i go- Lol i actually have in progress playlists for both him and venti and just- vibes- i could ramble about the playlists alone for hours explaining everything... It’s probably a problem- uh- ill keep going now lol.

anyways! stepping off the angst path for a brief break! Brought to you by their lines in the snow: both waiting for it to get thick enough, Venti for the purpose of a snowball fight and Xiao for the purpose of a tasty and nutritious breakfast.

but its actually something of note that Xiao doesnt actually need to eat so anything he does eat is usually out of obligation or enjoyment- so like.... snow.... like i dont blame him, but of all things- an adeptus who refuses to eat basically anything but almond tofu looks at the freezing-cold-floor-water that yeeted itself from above and decided at some point- damn- that seems more edible than basically ever single actually edible thing ever.... im gonna eat it- like- im glad if eating snow makes him happy but- at the same time...

He probably convinces Venti to eat snow too though and Venti wouldnt even resist I mean he’s wind and has probably consumed worse things in his time so- 2 anemo cryptids with glowing tattoos sitting in Dragonspine monching snow in the dead of night is an amusing thought to me.

- kay, now back to more serious-toned thoughts

One of the things about the ship that i really like is the different contradicting parallels between them:

A lot of how i view Xiao’s character is someone formed largely by the things he cant control and who was forced to accept that accepted that and learned to thrive in it as much as he can.  Venti on the other hand is surrounded by things he cant control and is ever adapting to control as much as he can while embracing whatever he cant as being part of the unpredictability of the world, seeing beauty in it. 

both of them have lost people and do what they do to honor their memory: Xiao continues to do what the Yakshas once did And Venti chooses to do what his friend couldn’t

Xiao’s power coming from himself  and Venti’s from others And both seem to appear to use their power for their own gain while truly helping others behind the scenes

both have killed a lot of people during the archon war Xiao views it as another necessary event out of his control and Venti would likely view it as a tragedy he chose to enact himself

and this is where we meet out balance

Xiao- contrary to how i think a lot of people view him as thinking of himself as a monster- seems canonically to have accepted this as part of his duty, as long as those he killed are not mortals. I dont think he enjoys it no- but someone has to do it and he’s just accepted that its a part of his duty Venti on the other hand-

See the beauty of the ship- as someone with an angst-centric mind- is this- these are two of the most traumatized mfers in the game 

Xiao is by far the one who needs the most help and who can serve to benefit most from the ship- but he is nowhere near self aware enough to recognize that there’s anything wrong or unhealthy about his mindset in the slightest-

whereas you have the contrast with Venti who sorted through most of his trauma with the nameless bard alone during the archon war and while the result appears more healthy- is still really not- but he’s not self aware of that either because i mean- who’s going to tell him? nobody even knows. 

however- venti is aware enough to notice flaws in Xiao’s mindset and “Venti” enough to want to help them through it-

Xiao- while not aware enough to recognize the flaws in Venti’s mindset, can recognize where it contrasts with his own, and is blunt enough to point it out- and then it’s out there to be mulled over- 

they’re so similar and yet so different and a feel just conversing between the two of them, being in each others precense, just being exposed to two mindsets that are so very different could do both of them a whole lot of good.

GEEE THAT BIT OF RAMBLING HAD LITTLE TO NO DIRECTION AT ALL- LET ME-- LET ME MAKE THIS START MAKING SENSE- WITH... DYNAMICS OR SOMETHING

I don’t think Xiao needs to sleep really- and i dont think that sleeping would do anything except make him uneasy at first- he’d probably just get nightmares after all he’s been through- but with Venti he would soon learn that it doesn’t have to be that way, lulled into the first peaceful sleep he’s had in... as long as he can remember.

anywho back to not making sense cuz im fickle and i think most questions about ships are best displayed through character interactions so like- a possible exchange thats cliche but cliches exist for a reason

Xiao: Why do you try so hard to help me, it isn’t easy. I know that much Venti, with the most adoring expression: Because you’re worth it, obviously Xiao: But surely there are others more deserving of- Venti: No Xiao, everyone is just as deserving as the next person, you included Xiao: Then why me above others? Venti: ehe, cuz ur my warrior of course [O//////O oh shit, hes right] Xiao: My contract is with Morax alone [gay panic but in broody yaksha]

it’s kinda difficult cuz neither of them really address their feelings.  I mean Venti does but he does it very indirectly and its rare that he ever does it with like- genuine directness- even spilling his backstory was in the form of a song- and told in the third person- so a lot of their interactions would often have some deeper meaning, especially with Venti being the bard he is. 

I come up with a lot of- errant thoughts about Xiaoven- but this is making me realize that a true analysis of their ship is rather difficult because it just encompasses so many dynamics so its hard to settle on just one and not go rambling about who knows what bouncing from one end of the ship to the other-  Because you truly can and thats the beauty of it

within one moment you can be having a heartfelt conversation about the archon war the impact of lost friends and times past, and the next moment Venti is trying to forcefeed Xiao an apple while Xiao screams about disrespecting the adepti and its just- so lovely

so while they have picnics with nothing but apples, dandelion wine, and almond tofu they can sit down and talk about the dreams Xiao once devoured, and the dandelion wine and apple cider that the first Ragnvindir invented from the plants that never could have grown in Old Mond. The foods that tasted of familiarity, or of the grilled ticker fish Pervases always used to eat, foods that tasted of friends and frankly family that had since passed, glaze lilies and cecilias and qingxin flowers scattered in the surroundings and woven into Xiao’s neat braids and Venti’s now messy ones, rebraided by the steady and inexperienced hands of one unused to gentle action. 

and then of course Venti steals Xiao’s tofu once the mood becomes too grim and replaces it with a bottle of wine that Xiao refers to as “vile poison,” a remark that fatally wounds Venti as he collapses on the floor, proclaiming how he can only be healed by a Yaksha’s kiss. Xiao ignores this of course and simply takes back his tofu with a slight smile on his face, but as Venti persists he soundlessly places a kiss on his own palm before intertwining their fingers and pulling him back up from where he was dramatically sprawled on the floor, grumbling about how such action was “unbecoming of an archon.” A sign of affection only Xiao would ever know about. But Venti is literally wind and I hc his senses work differently anyways so he definitely knows- plus Xiao’s face is red as the blood of his enemies and the way he is pointedly not looking at Venti at all really speaks volumes anyways. 

 -Venti playing epic battle music whenever Xiao goes into fights in what looks like a ridiculously extra performance to anyone else but is actually doing wonders to keep Xiao’s karma at bay

-Venti preaches the practice of “kissing wounds better” and Xiao is unfamiliar with this medical treatment but views it as unnecessary regardless because adepti have accelerated healing, doesn’t mean he’s going to stop him though. 

-Messages whispered on the wind

-Venti’s 1000 year sleep- an accident, not a fun time for the yaksha, and not a fun time for Venti once he woke up. Venti is actually more afraid of restful sleep than Xiao is, hence the sleeping in trees thing, but when Xiao is there, he can sleep restfully with faith that Xiao wont let another millennia slip through his fingertips. 

- Xiao tends to make excuses when doing things that aren’t necessary to his duty, like in his birthday voice line “Have this, it’s a butterfly i made from leaves... Okay. Take it. It’s an adepti amulet -- it staves off evil�� because at the current point in his progress it helps him to feel like he’s allowed to do these things. Not wanting to put him off from progress, Venti never comments on his excuse but never fails to whisper a quick reminder of how proud he is of how far Xiao had come.

- Xiao’s karma saddens Venti greatly- not only because of how it effects Xiao but also because its a reminder that as much as Venti tries to honor the memory of those he’s killed, there will always be those who resent him for it, and when he took the option of living away from them, he truly can’t blame them. - And when he gets too wrapped up in thoughts, whether around this topic or similar ones or otherwise, eventually, he’ll hear the sound of a flute on the wind. It’s not divine by any means, but as his own wind connects him to the source, he gets the sentiment all the same. “What impact does one individual’s remaining wrath have on the present. You have done much to help the living in the present” the unspoken idea that Xiao has included himself in that statement, because now, with Venti’s help he’s beginning to learn just how to experience living for himself. 

- Venti’s form and Xiao’s mask are off limit topics though because if either mentions it the other will counter with the opposite and the mood will turn immediately bitter at the idea that both know that what they’re doing is destructive but neither are willing to change

- Venti who has different tells for negative feelings than most people because as much as he likes to pretend it is- this form isnt his, and Xiao who is able to identify those

- many fanfics and headcanons have Venti recognizing when Xiao is uncomfortable and getting him out of those situations. I see that and I love it but i raise you: - Venti taking Xiao to Mondstadt, careful that he doesn’t get to the point that he’s uncomfortable. And nothing goes wrong exactly, but Xiao notices the the way Venti’s cape is blowing in the wind, the way he’s holding his weight, barely on his feet so much as floating on the wind, connected with the ground only for the sake of appearance, all the while he looks just as happy go lucky as ever. And without a word, he grabs his hand and teleports them both out of Mondstadt.  - turns out it was just a slight thing that reminded him of the archon war (cuz i will die on the hill of him having more tragic backstory than just Decarabian), and he of course gives a sincere if not flustered thanks to Xiao, because he’s really not used to people noticing. 

- Venti trying to vent sneakily through fictional stories and Xiao is just like “Didn’t that basically happen to you” and Venti is just like “<_< shit”

- Venti once said affectionally that he wished he had met Xiao sooner and Xiao immediately and seriously shot it down by saying “If you had, I would have been forced to kill you” and both of them now stay up at night wondering who would have won that fight, not sure which result would have hurt more. (because honestly I have no idea who would win in that fight and that terrifies me- I like to think it would have been one of those legends that end with “and the fight persists to this day” or something along those lines)

- “How long have you been together?” “Adepti have no need for-” “1000+ years T^T how dare you deny our love” “O///O our...? ...useless”

- its disney- let me explain- i have this- i have this headcanon inspired by watching too many animatics- - so venti has a human form that isnt his- which he would have had to get used to moving in- and he’s a bard- - uh- anyway- as a third degree black belt in mixed martial arts, i can speak as an authority on this(not really an authority since i havent gone since quarantine but lets pretend). We have a thing referred to as the big three(most things do), and those things are martial arts, gymnastics, and dance. The idea is that they reflect really well off of each other and the best in any one category are good in all three. Timing, balance, form, discipline, technique, hand-eye coordination, grace, ease of motion, they all play a part- anyway-

- Venti taking Xiao’s prowess in martial arts and acrobatics and teaching him how to dance, and as someone who’s extremely skilled in the first two, the third comes easy to him, almost naturally. And it’s delicate and beautiful and lovely and it isn’t hurting anyone. And Venti points all these things out and more and despite how much Xiao insists that he feels ridiculous he truly does enjoy it and it goes a long way towards helping him form more healthy views of himself and his worth.  - Verr Goldett walked in on him once and made a joke about performing at the inn. unfortunately Venti was there and agreed on Xiao’s behalf before he could protest and- and it wasn’t as bad as Xiao thought it would be... he still wouldn’t do it again though without reason, but with good enough reasoning he could probably be convinced. 

- anyways point is he likes dancing to Venti’s songs and i just think that’s really cute - just picture the idea that all the animatics you see actually have the potential to be canon- ugh

- venti tries holding something out of Xiao’s reach since he’s taller and Xiao just fucking teleports 

- both need their space but when they dont, all they have to do is speak the other’s name and they’ll be there.

- and because i just had to.... love languages

- lets start with Xiao- i don’t think he’d view acts of service or quailty time as a love language tbh, and he blunt but really bad with words so affirmation is out, leaving gift giving and physical touch. However, he seems to view most material things as meaningless so- - Xiao who’s love language is in his fleeting touches, something he’s only recently grown comfortable with because of Venti, and now is giving back, which he knows he doesn’t have to do, but that he want’s to, though he’ll still continue to make excuses for each one. “you were shivering” “The inn is high up, you could have fallen..... I said what I said, you’d question an adeptus?”

- and as easy as it is to say words of affirmation for Venti- he does that for everyone- i want to say his is actually acts of service - its the acts of service that let him see just how much Xiao has progressed afterall, from teaching him to dance, to playing another song on the flute, to supplying him with the almond tofu he seems to enjoy so much. Every little thing he does helps Xiao to grow and he couldn’t be happier about that. 

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- of course most of my headcanons for the ship do take place latter into the relationship because- y’know the less serious unhealthy vibes allow for greater range of thought, but i do still love to think about the serious implications so i kinda hopped back and forth. So sorry about how messy it is btw, i kinda- got carried away- it kinda got some kind of structure near the end tho so- maybe it’s okay. anyway- back to... lol something, we’ll see where thought forests lead. 

[4lph4kidz]

oh yeah you’re new here huh. anyway i’m flattered that you ask but i absolutely will not be able to provide you a concise or coherent reply here. i have too many thoughts. and i can’t be objective about this character, despite Wanting to be analytical. i’m emotionally invested in a way that surely clouds my judgement. anyway. rambling under the cut.

look. there are just so many things that drive me completely fucking nuts about dirk specifically - his thematic substance and narrative role / utilisation, the way his portrayal reflects HS’s ideas about masculinity and toxic masculinity and sexuality (wowww dirk is just so masculine and rational and doesnt use labels, not like the other silly effeminite and emotional gays), the way he embodies the relationship between creator and creation.. the meta stuff, the philosophical stuff, postmodernist themes, the weighty existentialism, the moral quandaries, the ocean imagery, the isolation... there’s whole a lot for me to dig into, analytically speaking, a whole range of ideas i personally find compelling all packaged up in one extremely fucking weird boy. a boy who i like on the surface/story level, also. i think his brand of dry humour is funny, he’s a fun combo of rose and dave’s personalities, and i like his rapport with his friends, despite their conflicts and communication problems - he has some genuinely  sweet moments. he’s pretty badass, which is cool. he’s also kind of incredibly fucking tragic. assigned self destructive @ skaia. i can’t read him as anything but tragic, same as any of the alphas, which is why i love them. they’re all fatally flawed, but i feel for them, and would like them to overcome those flaws.

i was going to get into the ways the character is flawed / morally gray / a problematic fave but i really ran out of steam and don’t feel like trying to recreate the d*rkscourse that happens in my brain on a weekly basis. just know i think the ways he is flawed and the question of responsibility wrt his splinters and the harm they cause is also absolutely fascinating, and i’m willing to indulge some critical takes on the character because i like to punish myself for enjoying things i think seeing what this guy is like at his worst is sort of... integral to what i perceive to be the core of the character? the tension between his worse traits / selves and what i see as fundamentally good aspirations...  essentially big-brother-style protectiveness, warped by a less than healthy attitude / shitty ideals wrt to heroism and masculinity, as well as communication issues partially related to a commitment to self-aggrandising and insincere cooldude posturing. i think as a defence mechanism if the breakdown on the roof is anything to go by. i’m not sure if i’m correct in that read, but it’s what made sense to me. i’m going to re-read soon though, maybe this will change?

like... essentially, in homestuck proper - he’s not a villain but he really, really could be. he is, if you want to look at hal that way. the things dirk thinks are heroic (masculine/stoic/powerful/martyrdom) ideals are very much being deconstructed by homestuck as a work, that’s more what dave’s arc is about but it goes for dirk too. those ideas, especially as handled by “villainboy diva” prince dirk, are in some ways flawed and harmful and could be putting him into villain territory if he takes them too far... idk. the tension between dirk’s multiple selves embodying his worse qualities, vs his own genuine desire to do good, do better, despite what he comes to perceive as his own totally innate and inescapable flaws... ugh, maybe i’m just also a self absorbed and mentally ill piece of shit, but jesus christ that is fascinating to me? like... it’s really hard for me to not connect some of my own personal feelings and struggles to that conflict, even if the circumstances are Obviously not even remotely similar and i don’t want to project :/ (i totally do though)

well. that was a lot of words. have fun trying to make sense of this, i guess

[jisungsmochi]

something new - pjs

strangers to classmates to friends to lovers - yeah it’s gonna be a doozy 

dancer jisung and lowkey trouble maker reader hehe 

i’m inlove with park jisung and i truly hope this can give y’all some jisung feels! btw i love this gif sm idk why >.< 

word count: 6.7k - as usual sorry for any mistakes !!

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she was always used to the same old things. the same old people at the same old prestigious art school. nothing exciting ever happened. until she met park jisung, the new student who taught her that it was okay to love.

—

“y/n, my office, now” the stern voice of the principal echoed through the halls. students’ eyes diverted to you, watching carefully as you practically trotted your way into the office, without a care in the world.

“do you understand how much trouble you are in right now?” the man furiously runs his hands through his hair. you sat quietly, fiddling with your keychain on your backpack.

“look sir, she had it coming! she spread rumours about me!” you groaned, trying your best to reason.

“i understand that, but you cannot take out your anger on her like that! i mean, setting up a whipped cream and glitter bomb in her locker? what even is that?” he sighed, finally taking a seat. you just kept playing with your keychain, listening to the words go through one ear and out the other.

“i’m sorry okay? how much will the damage be? i’ll have a cheque by the end of the week” you internally rolled your eyes, not feeling much remorse for your actions.

“no, we don’t want your family’s money. you have to be taught a lesson. you will clean the mess you made. and you will continue to clean the dance studio from top to bottom each day after school” the principal folded his arms, finally finding his composure.

“you’re kidding? do you know how scuffed the floors get? how dirty the mirrors are?” you stood up in protest.

“well i’m sorry but we can’t let you bribe your way out of this one. you crossed a line when you put others at risk. your punishment begins today.” he wasn’t budging anytime soon. you decided to just back down and do as you were told.  

if your parents found out about your little predicament, you’d have your allowance taken away for at least a month.

you began scrubbing the front of the locker, loudly sighing during the process. you were now on the ground, scrubbing away when a pair of scuffed leather shoes met your eyes. you looked up at the boy who owned the shoes, he had his hands in the pockets of his blazer and a confused look on his face. you quickly stood up, flattening your uniform.

“hey, i’m wondering if you can help me out” he spoke first, staring right into your eyes.

“let me guess? you’re new?” you smirked, leaning against the, now clean, locker.

“yeah, how did you know?” he furrowed his eyebrows.

“well first of all, you have all your buttons up on your shirt and you didn’t cuff your pants. not to mention, you’re using the backpack with the school logo, you’re kind of easy to point out” you smiled softly as he nervously coughed.

“o-oh, is it bad to be new? i’m on a scholarship, will the others think less of me?” he began mumbling to himself which made you amused.

“not really, as long as you have talent, no one really cares. what did you get in for?” you didn’t know why you were being so social, especially to someone you’ve never met.

“dance, how about you?” he questioned back.

“same here, i’ll see you around a lot um...” you bit your lip, realising you didn’t ask for his name,

“jisung” he responded immediately,

“ah yes jisung, i’m-“

“y/n! have you finished cleaning?” the voice of the grumpy old man approached you. you rolled your eyes to jisung, causing him to smile, which you found adorable. your principal finally stood between you both,

“stop terrorising our new students thank you! get back to class! mr park, please follow me” your principal stated, walking towards his office.

“see you later, jisung!” you waved softly, his hand reached for the side of your face, causing you to immediately freeze.

“sorry, you had a little cream there” he smirked before wiping it off, and turning to follow your principal.

that was the day you met park jisung.

//

it was the end of the day, and you were wiping down the last specs of dust left on the mirror. you let out a loud groan before throwing the cloth back into the bucket.

“bad day?” you heard a familiar voice followed by a chuckle.

“you could say that” you turned to jisung, watching as he entered the studio.

“why exactly are you cleaning the studio, well after school has ended?” jisung walked closer to you.

“let’s just say, my whipped cream and glitter prank from this morning didn’t sit well with the principal so i’m on cleaning duty until further notice” you shrug, removing your gloves and placing them into the bin. “what are you doing here anyway?” you decided to question back.

“i live on campus, i wanted to scope out the studio since i didn’t have a dance class today” he responded, looking around the room in awe.

“fair enough. i’ll give you a mini tour! here we have a random piano, i’m really not sure why but it fit into the budget” you explained as jisung followed your every move.

“this is the sound system, it’s not too advanced compared to the one in the school auditorium, it’s easy enough to use for solo practices and such” you blabbed on, jisung listening to each word coming out of your mouth carefully. he nodded along, feeling a sense of belonging in the studio. if you weren’t there, he most likely would have just started dancing on his own. but he was still shy around you, and with most people.

“there isn’t much to it, but you’ll enjoy your classes here!” you smiled at him, while leaning against the piano.

“thanks for the recap, i can’t wait to start dancing. i’ve been doing it since i could remember. it’s always been a part of my life” jisung started rambling.

“i totally get it, i’m glad you got into this school. we need more kids with drive and passion. rather than the ones with daddy’s money” you throw shade as jisung just laughs along.

“i’m not so blessed in that department. my family are miles away, hence why i board at the school. i’m sorry, i’m oversharing” he mutters to himself, loud enough for you to hear.

“oh well, i think it’s cool that you can live alone. i mean, aside from having a roommate, you won’t be nagged to do chores and such” you tried to lighten up the mood as jisung shot you a small smile that you couldn’t resist.

“thanks, i appreciate the advice! it seems like you’re done and dusted here, i’ll be heading back to my dorm. have a nice night, y/n” and just like that, he made his way out of the studio, leaving you alone. part of you had wished he stayed and talked to you more, but it was only his first day, you didn’t expect much. after locking the door to the studio, you returned the keys to the front office and made your way home.

you immediately crashed onto your bed, proceeding to take a long nap to distract you from today’s punishments. ‘tomorrow will be a new day’, you mumbled to yourself before you drifted to sleep.

//

“y/n! you are going to be late to school!” your brother, johnny barged into your room. he was shirtless and holding a bowl of cereal in his hands.

“shit shit shit” you mentally scolded, launching yourself out of bed.

“don’t you have work? oh wait i forgot, you leech off our parents!” you groaned at the older boy, rushing to get ready.

“jeez, you’re little miss sunshine this morning. you already missed first period, i’ll drive you in time for recess. you know, you’re lucky to have me” johnny smirked before leaving your room and heading downstairs. you roll your eyes while furiously brushing your teeth. it wasn’t unusual for you to be late, but you never skipped first period. your code of conduct was to skip classes during the day, not before it has even started.

you creased down your uniform before meeting johnny in his convertible.

“finally! i have places to be!” he teased, before ruffling your hair.

“you ruined it!” you sighed before attempting to fix what you could.

“my bad, princess” johnny laughed before starting the car and rushing you to school.

he did stick by his word; you had just arrived before the bell went for recess. fingers crossed that you didn’t bump into your first period teacher.

you were quickly pacing to your locker, when someone smashed into you, knocking you both down.

“oh y/n! i’m so sorry!” you heard his voice again. you looked up at the boy, watching as he leant you his hand.

“where were you rushing off to?” you decided to tease, looking up at him.

“i need to hand in this form. i’m going to sign up for the showcase!” he excitedly beamed.

“ambitious, aren’t we?” you smiled as he returned the action. you both starting walking with each other, towards your locker.

“you didn’t come to dance class first period was everything okay?” he politely asked. in which you admired his gentle personality.

“i just slept in, all that cleaning yesterday has really got me exhausted” you joked, stopping at your locker.

“i can help you!” he blurted, causing you to give him a confused look,

“don’t be silly! i’m okay” you replied, kind of flattered by his offer.

“no! i’m cool with it, we can finish cleaning in half the amount of time, and uh maybe we can just go over our routines for the showcase” he mumbled the second half, which made you smile.

“hmmm you’re not trying to sabotage me? are you?” you smirked, while opening your locker.

“no no! i would never! i just haven’t seen you dance, that’s all” his face started to flush pink.

“i’m kidding, jisung! of course we can do that. i’ll pay for lunch! today is sushi day” before he could even respond, you practically dragged the boy towards the cafeteria.

sitting with jisung, felt like sitting with a friend you had known for a long time, despite only meeting the day prior.

he was so well spoken, shy at times but otherwise a good conversationalist. you watched him scan his eyes around the cafeteria, consuming the last of his sushi.

“thank you for paying! i’ll pay you back when my mum sends me my allowance!” he offered. you shook your head in refusal,

“save your money! this is my treat” you smiled at him, finishing off your last piece.

“thank you again. this school is so much different from my old one. we never had sushi, or a cafeteria this big! it’s like a whole other world” jisung spoke with such awe and admiration.

“really? what did they have at your old school?” you were curious,

“i mean we usually bought our own food from home because well, everything there was just foul” he chuckled as you smiled at him.

people started to notice that you had been hanging around the new kid a lot, it resulted in confused stares and awkward glances. you didn’t have the best reputation. you were a complete menace, but you did play tricks here and there. many just assumed that your parents bought your way into the school and that you didn’t have any talent.

you let people think what they wanted; it was easier than trying to constantly prove yourself to those who believe you aren’t enough.

as you were walking out of your english class, you heard some girls whispering behind the door.

“jisung, we know you’re new here but she’s bad news. she gets away with really dangerous things! “one girl harshly exclaimed, you stood frozen, waiting for his response.

“like what?”

“she smokes and drinks whenever she has the chance to. she always plays dangerous pranks on others! and she always uses her money to get out of things” another girl continued. you couldn’t handle listening anymore. to make it clear you heard everything, you slammed your books to the ground, causing the group of girls and jisung to look down at you. you grabbed everything in your arms and just smiled, with a hint of bitterness behind it. jisung was conflicted on what to do, he didn’t follow behind you, but he also didn’t stay with the girls. he thought it was best he didn’t get involved with drama, so he made his way to the dance studio.

school had just finished, meaning you were ready to begin day two of cleaning duty. you picked up the supplies from the custodian, dragging everything to the studio. you groaned as some of the cleaning solution leaked when you made it to the door. as you bent down to clean the mess, you heard music playing from the studio. you weren’t aware that anyone else, but you had access, so out of curiosity you peeped through a small crack of the door. it was jisung.

he was practicing some moves. you stared in awe. he was so clean, so technical. he wasn’t like any of the other male dancers at your school, that’s for sure. you almost forgot that you had to be cleaning. it didn’t take long for jisung to stop dancing. he huffed in frustration, cradling himself in a ball in the middle of the studio. you decided to knock softly before entering,

“um jisung?” the boy looked up at you, his eyes brimming with tears.

you pulled the cart of equipment into the studio, setting them aside, before walking towards the upset boy.

“a-are you okay?” you kneeled down to face him.

he sniffled and nodded.

“yeah just, missing home, i guess. my moves aren’t as sharp as i want them to be” he sighed, causing you to shake your head.

“what are you talking about? you’re such a good dancer! well from what i saw” his eyes widened, mouth agape.

“y-you saw me?”

“yeah, you’re amazing” you complimented as he blushed, trying to hide it behind his hands

“and for the whole homesick thing, it must be hard not seeing your family. i can kind of relate, i only really talk to my brother at home. but he’s trying to find a job and stuff so it’s always quiet” you confide in him, sitting so your legs were crossed. he did the same.

“don’t get me wrong! i like my roommate, he’s really cool. i just want to talk to my mum” jisung mumbles, making your heart ache.

you gave him a small pat on the shoulder, not sure of how to comfort him.

“i’m sorry i’m over sharing again! you’re here to clean! i’ll help you, as i promised” jisung immediately stood up, holding out a hand for you to take. you took it instantly, letting him pull you up, but you ended up tripping over your foot. you were now face to face with jisung as he held you. you hadn’t noticed how gorgeous his eyes were, since strands of his hair covered them most of the time. you eventually pulled away, awkwardly making your way to the equipment.

jisung followed behind you as you both started cleaning. his phone was still connected to the speakers, so as you cleaned, you also jammed to his music.

it definitely made time go by faster with jisung’s company. he was always cracking lame jokes, trying to get you to smile. you noticed how his gaze would always linger on you after telling a joke to see your precise reaction. it made him smile whenever you laughed.

“well i think we are just about done here!” you cheered, throwing a dirty towel into the bucket.

you walked over to jisung who had finished before you, now playing on his phone.

“finally, i didn’t think you were going to finish without my help” he teased, smiling up at you. you rolled your eyes, looking back at him.

“hey, you have a lil something here” you mutter, swiping your finger over the side of his mouth, removing the small specs of dirt.

“o-oh t-thanks” jisung blushed again, shocked by your actions. you just nodded in response.

“can i ask you something?” he continued,

“of course,”

“is what those girls said, true?” he didn’t break eye contact with you. you were hoping you wouldn’t need to even have this conversation with him. especially since you barely knew him.

“some of it. i used to smoke and drink, but i’ve stopped now. it affected my motivation to continue dancing. and yes, whenever i got into trouble, my parents tried to pay my way out of it” you admitted to him. it was better he knew now. there goes your only friend at the school.

“oh” was all he could say. jisung wasn’t sure what he felt. part of him never saw you as that type of girl, you were too different to him, too out of reach.

you nervously played with your fingers, which was a major habit of yours. jisung senses your uncomfortable nature. he stood up from where he was sitting, looking down at you.

“thanks for being honest with me. if you were worried about me not wanting to be friends with you, you can forget it. i’m not the type to drop someone because of other people’s perceptions. besides, you’re my only friend here so far, i kind of need you” jisung chuckled at the last part, making you instantly smile. he had such a way with words that made you feel like he could do no wrong. the guilty feeling in your stomach started forming.

you didn’t want jisung to get involved with your reputation, he didn’t need to be a target for other people’s comments. he was capable of making his own friends and being great at this school.

but he was so persistent about being your friend.

in the days following, jisung waited for you every day at this bench near the front of the school. he walked you to all your first period classes, always ate lunch with you. you were flattered by his generous gestures, but you were still worried about what others thought.

one day, you were home alone, as usual. your parents having to attend with multiple work trips, your brother trying to sustain a stable job. it left you alone.

there was only one person you wanted to talk to, that would keep you company. but he was all the way back at school in his dorm.

“ahh y/n, how lovely of you to call! not like i’ve sent you a thousand messages” jisung’s face filled your phone screen.

“you’re just obsessed with me, admit it” you smirk as jisung rolls his eyes.

“you wish” he strikes back.

“anyways, i’m bored, wanna do something?” you asked, waiting for him to brainstorm an idea.

“oh, i’m practising my piece for the showcase today, you think you can get me into the studio?” he suddenly realised, you nodded enthusiastically.

“you underestimate me sometimes, my dear. i can get you in and out without a single soul seeing you” you teased as jisung laughs hysterically.

“okay okay, meet me there in 15!” he hangs up the call, leaving you a smiley mess, making your way to school.

you met jisung at his dorm room, he was dressed in casual attire. a blue flannel over his white t shirt, matched with grey sweatpants and black shoes. you walked towards the dance studio in school. although it was meant to be closed, you were able to convince the custodian to let you in out of school hours. you owed him a free meal for him and his wife at some fancy restaurant later, but it was worth it.

jisung hooked up his phone to the speakers, before he began stretching. you were so excited to see him in his element again.

“can i film you, sungie? i think it’s a good memory for our ever-lasting friendship” you smirked, placing your phone top of random objects to film him. he shook his head in amusement,

“go ahead”

you smiled widely at him, seating yourself to the side, observing his movements. he was mesmerising. the way he moved, the way his body adapted so well to the music, you were impressed. jisung noticed your various expressions, stopping his routine.

“why’d you stop?” you poured, walking up to him.

“you’re staring! it’s making me shy!” he chuckled, softly budging your shoulder.

“dance with me” he insisted. you shook your head,

“no, we came for you to practice!” you tried to walk back to your seat when jisung gripped your wrist, pulling you into him.

“come on, for me?” it was his turn to pout. you couldn’t resist how adorable he was. you just nodded in response, pulling away from him to play the song you were planning to do for the showcase.

jisung stood beside you, staring at the mirror, watching you take your position. it had been a while since you had danced properly in front of anyone. you tried your best to participate in class, but it was rare that everyone was focused on one individual person. you felt nervous infront of jisung, and it wasn’t only because of your dancing.

you started your choreography, you admitted you were sloppy at the start, still having unsettled nerves. but as the song progressed, you felt your body finally let itself go. you were able to put on a show for jisung, he was amazed at your skill.

“y/n, that was really cool! i loved when you did this move” he tried to replicate it and ended up tripping, pushing himself into you. you laughed at the clumsy boy, pulling him to stand straight.

“thanks! i really appreciate it”

jisung fiddled with the sleeves of his flannel, looking to you and back down. you furrowed your brows, unsure if he wanted to say something.

“i have an idea. you really don’t have to even consider this, but how about we enter the showcase, as a duo?” jisung muttered softly, unsure of your reaction. you felt a warm feeling take over your body. dancing with jisung seems like just the thing to help your friendship strengthen.

you placed a hand on his shoulder,

“sure, partner. where do we start?” you smiled as he looked at you with his mouth agape, shocked you agreed.

the rest of the afternoon was spent, deciding the song and beginning the first few seconds of choreography.

it was fair to say, you were both confident about this showcase.

it had been a few weeks since that practice with jisung. you met up twice a week to practice since the showcase wasn’t until the end of the semester. your cleaning duties had been fulfilled,

“at last, miss y/n, you are free of your duties” your principal gives you a small smile, finally feeling you had learned your lesson,

“it’s a pleasure to be of service” you saluted, causing him to let out a small laugh.

“maybe that jisung kid has something to do with it” he joked, causing you to freeze inside. just hearing his name made you nervous.

you weren’t so clear how you felt about jisung. he was always there when you needed him to be, but does that really equate to you having a crush on him?

from then on, you began thinking about what it’d be like to be in a relationship with jisung. you found yourself dozing off in the library, thoughts of how jisung would hold you in his long arms and kiss the top of your forehead an-

“psstttt”

your thoughts were interrupted by jisung’s efforts to snap you out of your trance.

he started clicking in front of your face and poking your cheeks. you finally looked at him, giving him a slight scowl.

“jeez, have you been getting enough sleep? you aren’t usually this irritable” he smirked, watching as you brought your focus back to your english homework.

“i’m fine, just a little tired from practice lately” you have him a soft smile, watching as he nodded in agreement.

“ah i’m sorry if i’ve been pushing you, i want everything to be perfect” he sighed, feeling guilty.

“it’s okay! really! i’ll be all good for the showcase, only three more weeks to go”

it was now two weeks until the showcase and jisung had been insisting you practiced at least four times a week. you did feel overwhelmed at some points in time, but you didn’t want to let him down. meanwhile, you were still deciphering your feelings towards him. usually if you liked a boy, it would be clear to you. black and white. you were either interested or not interested. but park jisung was that bit of grey you couldn’t quite figure out.

during practices, he would always move a piece of hair from your face when he was trying to correct your moves. he would hold your waist multiple times in the dance, as well as pull your faces close together. your choreography didn’t seem this intense when you first started, but now with the baggage of possible romantic feelings being involved, had you panicking.

why wouldn’t you like jisung? he was sweet, kind and caring. he was the good boy, the safe option. he could do no wrong in your eyes, he would never be the one to hurt you. but why couldn’t you just go for it?

you were sitting in the library once again, writing up your english paper. your mind floating off to thoughts of jisung. how he would hold your hand. how he would walk next to you and pull you into his side. how he would kiss you...

you shook your head to stop the thoughts from continuing. you eventually opted into writing down your feelings. maybe if you wrote them down, you wouldn’t think about it as much. your logic clearly had flaws, but you were desperate to let them out one way or another.

dear jisung,

you will literally never see this. and if you do i would probably die of embarrassment. you’re meant to be my best friend. my dance partners. the peanut butter to my apple slices (just an us thing). but why can’t i get you off my mind? you’re always there. your unforgettable smile and laughter, which always make my days less crappy. your sweet gestures such as holding my books, walking me to class, eating dessert with me even though we literally just finished a whole ass meal.

if you ever gave me a chance to express how i felt, i don’t know if i would take it. i’m too scared. you’re too good for me. you’re the good boy with a gift for dancing. i don’t want to drag you down or be the reason people talk about you behind your back. you are special to me; you always will be. i want to be with you, more than anyone i’ve ever liked. but, i can’t let go of you being my friend. i can’t bear the thought of losing you or pushing you away. i’m so troubled jisung, i hope you understand me. what does it matter?

you groan in frustration. you couldn’t even finish a stupid letter about your own feelings. You scrunched up the piece of paper, noticing someone standing over you.

“there you are! i’ve been looking for you, a-are you okay?” jisung’s voice became immediately concerned. you just grabbed your stuff hurriedly, before mumbling that you needed to go home. jisung didn’t chase after you, unsure of what to say. he looked down on the ground, picking up the ball of paper you had scrunched. he shrugged before opening the letter, letting his eyes scan over every word.

you were sitting on the bench of an empty park, swinging your legs slowly. you enjoyed the silence. no one was there to bother you. or tell you what to do or how to feel. you felt at ease.

“y/n” jisung’s muffled voice interrupted your silence. you turned back slowly, watching as jisung’s figure came into vision. he had a crumpled piece of paper tightly gripped in his hand.

“jisung, t-that’s not what it looks like. i didn’t even know what i was writing honestly- “

“do you like me?” jisung interrupted you, his voice sent a shiver down your spine.

“i-i don’t know” you mumbled. jisung sighed, walking over to you. he stood directly in front of you, making it harder for you to try and lie.

“i’ll ask you again, do you like me?” he spoke softly, making you feel guilty.

you responded by slowly nodding, feeling tears brim your eyes. jisung looked at you in pity. he didn’t understand why it was so hard for you to admit it.

“then why did you say that you can’t be with me?” his face looked swollen, as if he had shed a few tears of his own. he took your hand in his, shoving away the letter.

“because it’s going to get complicated. i don’t want that for you” you muster up the courage to speak.

“would you change your mind if i said i want to be with you?” his hands were warm against yours. his entire presence was warm.

“i’m not sure”

“that’s all you can say? y/n, it’s not rocket science, you either like me or you don’t” he was getting quite irritated but tried his best not to show it.

“i do, jisung. i like you a lot, but i can’t let feelings get involved in our friendship. i love having you as my friend. we work so well together, anything more could potentially ruin us” you sobbed, jisung’s eyes filled with hurt. he couldn’t believe the words coming out of your mouth.

“i didn’t think you could be this selfish. you are just afraid to get hurt. so am i. you don’t think that i haven’t thought of you that way? i want to be with you. i want to hold you when you’re upset like this. i want to kiss you and take you out on dates. why won’t you let me do that?” jisung’s voice cracked in between. you heart stung with pain.

“i’m not good enough, jisung. i can’t be what you want” you sighed, watching as tears started brimming his eyes. you hurt him. you hurt him like no one had ever before.

“you know what, fine. you wanna be selfish then i’ll be too. i’m not performing with you anymore. since you can’t be with me, consider this friendship. over.” he sternly announced to you, unsure of what else to say. before you could get a word in, he stormed off, not before throwing your crumpled letter into the bin.

you lost your best friend that day.

in the days leading up to the showcase, you and jisung had yet to have spoken. you watched as he constantly had new people to talk to in the halls now. he would sit with a new group almost every day. he was so likeable, so carefree. this only confirmed your assumption that you were holding him back.

since losing jisung, you had slipped into old habits. casual drinking with some of your friends in college didn’t hurt.

of course, until you wake up with a massive headache and your older brother yelling at how stupid you are.

“put a sock in it, johnny” you groan, not wanting him to lecture you anymore.

“what is your problem? you promised you would stop drinking and look where you are now” he continued yelling, causing you to roll your eyes.

“it’s not as bad as before” you tried to argue.

“even if that’s the case, you shouldn’t have started anyway” he pulled at his hair before slamming your bedroom door shut as he left. you rolled yourself to your side and started sobbing. you missed jisung. more than he would ever know.

two days before the big showcase, you had been drinking once again. you weren’t completely off your head drunk, but tipsy enough that people could notice you had something to drink. you were currently sitting at the park bench, no one else in sight, sipping your sadness away.

you barely remembered pulling out your phone, clicking on jisung’s contact.

it rang three times before he picked up,

“what do you want?” his voice was filled with distaste.

“jisungie, i miss youuuuu” your words slurred, causing jisung to become concerned.

“y/n? are you drunk?”

“maybe a little bit” you started giggling uncontrollably.

“where are you? are you at home?” he was already in his pajamas but got ready to head out.

“no i’m at the park, there’s little birdies, jisung! ooo that one looks like you” you chuckled,

“stay there, i’m coming to get you” he hung up and rushed out of his from, trying not to wake up his roommate.

you were almost half asleep, when jisung arrived. he ran to you, your tipsy state becoming clearer to him. it was freezing out, and you didn’t have a jacket on.

“oh y/n” he sighed, pulling you up with him and leading you to his car.

“oh jisungie, i missed you so much” you started pulling at his cheeks.

he seated you in the passenger side, strapping you in safely before making his way to the driver’s side. he turned on the heater in the car, removing the jacket he was wearing to wrap around you.

“thank you, this is so warm, like your hugs” you smiled, leaning your head against the window.

“what were you doing outside, all alone?” jisung knew you weren’t in the right mind to have a deep conversation, but he hoped he would be able to get some answers.

“i don’t know. i was just drinking and i walked here. this is where you told me you didn’t want to be my friend” you whispered the last part, causing jisung to look right at you. he felt a pang of guilt build inside of him.

“this isn’t who you are. you’re better than this. we can sit here for a while until you feel better, then i’ll take you home” jisung assures you, waiting for you to respond. you nodded slowly, changing the topic to random things such as how milk shouldn’t go before cereal. jisung didn’t want to overwhelm you that day. but he knew he needed proper answers soon.

“okay everybody! show starts in exactly thirty minutes!” the showcase coordinator shouted backstage. jisung was going over the final details of his routine. as much as he wished you were up on stage with him, he couldn’t let that distract from his performance. you were pacing outside of the auditorium, as jisung had come out for fresh air before the show. you didn’t notice him, but he definitely saw you. he turned on his heels instantly, grabbing your attention. you ran up to him, reaching for his shoulder.

“jisung” you whimpered, he turned around, a stoic expression on his face. this was the first time you two had properly been able to speak with each other, minus a tipsy you.

“good luck” was all you could muster up to say to him.

“thanks, is that all?” he retorted, with slight bitterness in his voice.

“and i’m sorry” jisung’s expression softened. he couldn’t hold a grudge for long, it was one of his weaknesses. he just nodded, giving your shoulder a small squeeze.

“we can talk after the show, you gonna watch?” he nervously suggested, watching as your eyes lit up.

“of course! i wouldn’t have missed it” you smiled softly at him; he returned the look before heading backstage to prepare.

you took a seat in the audience, waiting for jisung’s name to be called. you weren’t sure what type of routine he would be going for, but you were still excited nonetheless, the whole school will finally get to witness his talent.

jisung waddled on stage, creating a very refreshing atmosphere compared to the other acts. he put himself in position, waiting for the music to start. your heart was beating so fast, seeing jisung in his element had you in awe. he started moving, each bone in his body stringing along to the melody of the song. it took you a while to realise that he was performing the duet you were meant to do with him. instead he put an alternative twist. he told a story, of a lone dancer, pining for the presence of someone. it really captivated the audience; your eyes were glued on him. he executed the performance with such ease, much better than you ever could. but that was park jisung, he was always going to be better than what you deserved.

as jisung made his way backstage, many students congratulated him on how well he had danced. he was visibly shaken at the amount of attention he was receiving, he just thanked everyone quickly before rushing outside to see if you were there. to his surprise, you were leaning against the locker you both met at, many weeks ago. jisung smirked, walking over to you and pulling you into a hug. while you and jisung were friends, you both weren’t too fond of physical affection outside of the dance studio. so, when he pulled you into him, your heart stopped. your hands didn’t know where to go, you just froze. eventually you caved in, not being able to bear leaving the boy hanging. since he was taller, you saw the way his legs bent just to embrace you, making you start to giggle.

“what’s so funny huh?” he rolled his eyes,

“our height difference, it’s cute” you both pulled back, not letting go of each other’s hands.

“you did our dance” you started, watching as jisung turned his gaze to his shoes.

“yeah i did. i couldn’t just come up with new choreo like that” he clicked his fingers, before placing his hand back in yours.

“jisung i truly don’t deserve you” you sigh. jisung places his large hand on the side of your face, softly caressing your cheek. he stepped closer to you, so that there was barely any space between you.

“stop saying that, we know it’s not true”

“i don’t want to hurt you” you mumble, looking up at the tall boy. jisung continued to caress your cheek, softly smiling before leaning his face close to yours.

“i can assure you, you won’t hurt me” his voice vibrates through you. his reassurance, calming your nerves. you nodded slowly, unsure of how to continue.

“can i do something?” you whisper, causing his lips to curve into a smile.

“anything”

you moved his other hand to cup both of your cheeks and pushed your lips against his. jisung’s eyes widened, realising what you had done, before softly running one hand to the small of your back. he continued what you had started, moving his lips generously with yours. you both didn’t instead to stop anytime soon, until you heard the familiar cranky voice of your principal,

“y/n! jisung! we are still on school grounds! take it somewhere else!” he shook his head in disappointment, resulting in you and jisung to burst into laughter.

“let’s go celebrate!” you turned to jisung, placing another kiss to his soft lips before intertwining you’re hand with his.

“wait so you’re my girlfriend now?” jisung stopped you as you both were about to leave the gates.

“jisung! i wouldn’t have semi-made out with you at school, infront of our principal, if i didn’t want to be your girlfriend” you teased, as the taller boy blushed.

“yeah, you’re right, let’s go eat some phat burgers!” he cheered as you both entered his car.

jisung taught you it was okay to let go once in a while. it was okay to be silly and not take the whole world seriously. he taught you that it was okay to love. you can never forget him,

park jisung, your first love.

[sparklingpax]

Yeah!! It is alive!! It was great to see them too, I'd totally swoop up some for me if I wasn't trying to save. I wanted to watch Headmasters really badly back when I had just finished G1 and wanted more-- but then I found out Optimus dies again in there and I didn't want to see that because 🥺😭 THATS MY ROBOT DAD, PLS LET HIM LIVE TAKARA

Gonna put a read more since I started rambling and I’m so sorry aaa my thoughts are so disorganized I just got out of class lmao ^^’’ 

Awww well,,,yeah he does indeed die, and it made no sense to me because Galvatron should have died as well?? They were both thrown into that vector sigma thing,,,but only Optimus dies ajsdksksj perhaps I missed something because that was one chaotic battle anyway,,, it’s also really really early in the series T////T like third or fourth episode early,,,,

I was sad about it too, but as the series went on, I came to the realization that the way it was structured, Optimus would have been a side character anyway....since it tended to focus on either Daniel doing some dumb scrap and almost getting killed o.o or the Headmasters and their battles with the Decepticons.....

Hot Rod and most of the cast from the original G1 series leave after a while; they make appearances and are still in various episodes, but not as main characters. You also don’t see Ultra Magnus for a while either until he comes back for a few episodes and then,,,uh,,,,well if you look at the episode list theres one title that gives away what happens-- 

*cries*

But anyway ^^’’ I totally get not wanting to see that tho,,,,I never watched the 3rd and 4th seasons of G1 for four whole years after finally finishing seasons 1 and 2 (and the movie) because I was so,,,lowkey bitter for a while about how Optimus wasn’t going to be there,,,,but eventually (this year) I realized it was immature of me to be bitter about this so I just decided to just give it a go, and ngl I kinda enjoyed it! It was weird but,,,,,,worth the watch 😹 

lol but I watched Headmasters soon after, not knowing he was gonna die,,,,so it really shocked me when he did,,,,and it was so sad,,,,but as I said before, I eventually came to the conclusion that it might be for the better this series focused on different characters to tell the particular story it was trying to tell :D 

Idk, it’s silly and may be kinda slow paced (?) sometimes, but I enjoyed every second of it, and there were a lot of little funny/cute bits in the show that made me melt u//w//u It’s basically G1 but with different main characters and a similar but also different art style if that makes sense?? Like there were subtle details in the way stuff was drawn and colored that made it much different from G1 but it still had a similar feel...^^’’ 

OH And one more thing, if you ever do decide to watch Headmasters, or the other series that followed (Super God Masterforce and Victory), watch them in the original Japanese (with english subs)

The dubs are golden and hilariously awful, and so it’s very hard to take any of it seriously or focus on the plot if the people speaking all sound bad and everything, even serious moments, are funny. Plus, there are quite a few things that got mistranslated or just,,,the idea wasn’t properly phrased in the dub as it was said in Japanese?? And that makes things about 100x more confusing,,,idk The dub is weird lmfao 😹😹

So anyway.......take your time with it! Maybe someday you’ll just feel like it and go and watch it, or you won’t! And either way is fine and of course up to you :) I’m just here to offer my humble opinion that it was a good series (as were the other two >//w//<) and I recommend them!! ^///^ 

sorry I got carried away there and talked about like,,,everything,,,aaa anyway :)))

-Kuni 😳😅😊💖✨

[purplerose244]

Thinking journal for season 12 Prime Empire 😎😎😎 (1/2)

So, I'm keeping this during all of season 12 to put down my thoughts as they appear. It's mostly for not ranting every single time a new episode comes out so please don't mind me too much 😅 I'm following the English release so please no spoilers 😙

I'm gonna split it in two, since apparently the season has 16 episodes. So this is the first part, enjoy my rambling 💜💜

It's the 30th of March and here we go!

IN GENERAL

I'm so, SO HAPPY, we have a theme for this season. For my experience apparently silly themes (tech ninja, ghosts, pirates) had brought very surprising results so I'm SO DOWN FOR THIS 😍😍

It seems that they fixed the mood, there is a specific mystery and a specific mission to follow. I like it too

THE NEW WHIP IS DOPE AS ALWAYS

I'm really glad there are plenty of references to past episodes, comebacks are my jam

The only thing that still kinda bothers me is the length of the episodes. It's not all bad, I just think the 20 minutes format was better. One thing is splitting 20 in 10 minutes, another is putting together 11 minutes of important stuff. Doesn't bother me too much, I just wish there was more time for my favorite show 🤷‍♀️

WOULD YOU LIKE TO ENTER PRIME EMPIRE?

Is it normal for me to feel really old after they made the "what is a VCR?" joke? Like, I'm a uni student so still pretty young, but I lived through the transition from that to the DVD so... eh, I laughed anyway👵

Jay is smart, I really believe he is. Yet I saw him putting a possibly corrupted motherboard into a legendary game randomly found into a villain's lair, and I was like "Of course he did that, I love you you dumb*ss" raising my glass of juice towards him 😎

Okay, I'm down for this Lloyd. I'm down for a season with Lloyd being creeped out just because, being silly, just a ninja helping his friends and- (remembers there's a Harumi avatar in the sets) I'M NOT READY

The ending was actually nicely creepy. Cool nods in approval

DYER ISLAND

THAT INTRO THOUGH, THAT WAS EPIC! Love the techno sounds, love the clear gaming connection, I rate it 10/HECK YEAH LONG LIVE THE FOLD

I was scared about how the shorts were supposed to play along with the season, but it looks fine so far with the mechanic and later for Scott. Good 👍

Ah, Fist to Face, that game came all over from the nostalgic season 1. That's what I'm talking about 😎

So they just associated that Unagami is probably Dyer's avatar like that? Like sure, I thought about it, but it looks a little rushed. Mm, I wonder if there's something more behind it?

LEVEL 13

Cyrus Borg is back and he TALKS!!! Finally, he gets some action! Go tech dad!

I'm so happy he referenced the Digiverse, I would have been very disappointed if he hadn't. Time flies Borg...

Not gonna lie, I thought the next to follow up Jay's spot as best in videigames was going to be Kai or Lloyd. It's not disappointing though, since pretty much all the ninja have been seen playing, and to be honest I like the implication that Cole and Jay probably played a lot together. As bruiseshipping or as BrOTP, I still love them together no matter what 💙🖤💙🖤

Ooooohhhhh, that's why Zane and Pixal are left behind. It makes sense, sure, but I don't understand the implication of the plan: they saw Dyer entering Prime Empire, so why looking for him in real life? Mm, maybe they will investigate about his life and what happened... PIXANE ON THE CASE 😍

Already saw Prime Empire's world in the shorts, of course it looks DOPE, still very happy to finally being there!

SUPERSTAR ROCKIN' JAY

I don't know why, but Kai questioning the double jump made me laugh. Also poor him, he just got his powers back from last season and they're already gone again 😂

And of course. Them. Wow. It must be the most amazing and CURSED thing I've ever seen so far, the League of Jay 🤯 I'm so happy they exist and they freaking use past seasons' suits!!! Awesome!!! Never thought I was going to see Jay's old plain haircut again... yeah, he got better with the curly one, but I'm feeling nostalgic 🤷‍♀️

Their nick are histerical omg, Jaybird, Dee-Jay, Jaywalkin, I'm loving this way more than I should 😂 Also they freaking screamed "JAY-NJA GOO!!!" and I don't know what to do with that, it's too great for me to comprehend 👏👏

And then, THIS happened:

Your Honor, I would like to confirm this as THE MOST SECRET DREAM I'VE EVER HAD FOR THIS SHOW FINALLY COMING TRUE!!! A NINJA FROM NINJAGO DOING THE NARUTO RUN!!! 🤯🤯🤯 Done, I'm done, conclude the season, this is more than enough for me 😍

First Kai gets hit and fall from a building, DYING, then Lloyd gets desperate for his brother (MY BROTP 💚❤💚❤), then Kai respawns and Lloyd looks so relieved and Kai is all panting while slowly realizing it's a game and MY HEART CAN'T HANDLE THIS MUCH OKAY???

As a very passionate Kai fangirl I always expect the cringy moment, it really is inevitable for my favorite hothead. I love that idiot so much it's unbelievable, even if it's an absolute and costant suffering 😅 Holy Garmadon it was painful seeing his VERY slow realization that in this game you only have four lives

... SO HE HAS ONE NOW!?! NINJAGO CREW YOU ALREADY KILLED ZANE, NYA AND LLOYD ONCE AT THE END OF A SEASON, DON'T YOU DARE PLAY WITH ME AGAIN 😱😱😱

Okay, I did not expect to hear about Mr. Cuddly Wamp ever again since Hands of Time and BOY if I'm happy it was actually a password, I love this show 😂

SCOTT FINALLY!!! YESS!!! 😍😍😍

Okay, for as long as it is not debunked, I will hold onto the Scott is Jay's brother/twin theory. I'm sorry but: his jacket has dragons AND lightnings on it, they have very similar skin in avatar mode, he said he was waiting for him in the short, he could very well have his same hair under cap and hoodie and he's a mechanic too. I know, I know, they could have the same skin because Scott helped him for the avatar, and there might be shadier reason behind the 'I was waiting for you' thing, and there are tons of good mechanics in Ninjago... STILL HOW COOL WOULD THAT BE??? 😍

SCOTT HAS ONE LIFE POINT TOO??? NO! NOOO!!! NOOOOOOO!!! Don't you dare appear and steal my heart only to die at the end of the season, come on!! 😭

So for now it seems like he just wants to survive. Can we actually confirm he's an avatar and not an NPC? I mean he could be, but I don't see the point of an NPC self aware of his life points. Idk, maybe I'm overthinking this 🤷‍♀️

Lol, Kai is the only one weirded out by the Jay-con all around him. Probably because he hasn't heard from his fans since Skybound 😅 (I'M STILL HERE MY FLAME BABE, ILY ❤❤❤)

And in all of his glory, freaking Superstar Rockin' Jay!!! 😎😎 Okay, I loved the design since the first time I saw it, but it looks possibly even better in the show 😍😍😍 And Jay looks absolutely adorable in it, and he's got a guitar, and he was waiting for his friends, and he hugs them (I'm weak for LEGO hugs for some reason) and he is so happy and AAAHHH 💙💙💙💙💙

I'm very curious about how Scott will play into the situation, clearly he will provide some kind of insight about Prime Empire. I can't wait to know more about him!! 😍

I AM OKINO

I did not expect this when I saw this Okino guy in the trailer... and I'm so happy I was surprised, I love him 👌

And he's voiced by Alessandro Juliani?? HECK YEAH!!! With all the hype about the DnD 13th season, and consequentially the knight theme, I really miss Nexo Knights and having Aaron's VA around makes me happy... any hope to have Giles Panton as well? I miss Clay the most 💙💙

This is what I'm talking about, the game theme needs this stuff! I was already happy to see life points, double jumps and respawns, but this? The NPC guide? Awesome 👍 It's nice to see the take on the matter, the guide seeing so many players getting killed, first because they did not listen, then because they were actually just unlucky. The touchy matter I always expect watching Ninjago 👏👏

At least I THINK he's an NPC? For now I don't really see a way of knowing, and it doesn't look like it matters. He didn't show life points so maybe? Does this mean he can't die? I have questions people

Which brings me to the cube thingies. That's what happens to the dead players? I mean, I would understand if they just become pixels, but there's also the drone that takes the datas every time. Idk, feels like there's more behind it. And honestly? It looks like great material for angst, like one of the ninja dies but then they discover they just need to get where Unagami stores all of the players! I hope it's something like this!

They designs of the players are really cool, I already saw them in the other episodes, but seeing them this close just confirmed it. Between this and Jay's awesome avatar, I see lots of great cosplay ideas coming 😍 I wonder when will Kai and Lloyd use their avatars, and why would they since I'm guessing Jay did for disguise and to distinguish himself from his fans

PLEASE TELL ME WE'LL SEE SCOTT SOON, I ALREADY MISS HIM!!! 💙💙💙 I have too many theories about that tech dude, I'm so excited about who he might turn out to be!

I was a little skeptical about the new ninja suits, but seeing them in the show convinced me, very cool! Especially on Nya 💕💕💕

THE GLITCH

Alright, Okino is indeed an NPC. Cool the fact that at first he could not understand the fact that he was in a game, but when reality changed he was forced to. Welcome into the crew! 😙

I'm kinda worried about it though, either they will shut down the game and he will stay inside or he will sacrifice for them. He's a very loyal samurai, I can see that happening and I'm SCARED

I WAS SWEATING BULLETS AT THE AMBUSH!!! I 100% saw it coming, we all freaking saw it coming, even the ninja did but where like 'we can walk and die or we can risk and die so might as well'. But still, my babies DYING and respawning so fast was not pretty 😱😱

Nya got the scariest death until now in my opinion, holy Garmadon Dyer DOES have a twisted mind...

Seeing Kai so scared of being in a new situation and with one HP reminds me A LOT of the Digiverse, and that's actually a nice touch. Give him a cellphone, hothead is a social media expert, but put him in a game and... huuhhh... 😅

Have I mentioned I love the ninja's new emoji masks??

BECAUSE I DO!!! 😂😂😂😂

So Unagami knows about them trying to stop him and he sent the rat people because of it. Considering how little we know about this guy, I'm wondering what we are about to discover

Alright, going to the next challenge, very curious about this adventure. So... beware of the rats, ninja? Still not sure what I think about the rats 😅

THE CLIFFS OF HYSTERIA

I would like to say Okino is the edgiest character of the show I've ever seen... but I've seen MORRO. But still poor guy, he got a case of the Matrix

Oooohhhh, the major question in videogames: better go grinding for more money to get the better stuff but while losing lots of time, or get the least expensive just to go on with the story but definitely risking to lose lives?

Ah there we go, so the energy cubes mean something! Also reference to the Sushimi guy of the set (gosh that name, I can't 😂). So do people actually die in Prime Empire or they are just kidnapped kinda? Can the ninja just bring back? ANGST POTENTIAL

Cole please don't die please don't die please don't die for the love of Garmadon please don't die somebody help-

HOLY FSM KAI I MEANT HELP FROM SOMEONE WITH MORE THAN ONE LIFE DON'T DO THAT BE CAREFUL PLEASE I FREAKING LOVE YOU YOU RECKLESS HOTHEAD ❤❤❤

Nya giving Kai a sweet look after seeing her brother is okay, that's what I live for 😍

So apparently Unagami is trying to build some kind of device using the energy cubes of the dead players (sounds kinda creepy like this 😱) to create some kind of portal? To Ninjago? I don't understand, if Unagami is Milton Dyer then why this? Just to bring his army and conquer? I mean I guess, sounds a little simple though. Then again, if it turns out it's not Dyer, it could be Unagami wanting to be real and get into his creator's world? Mm...

I like the message, having the ability to choose your own path. Very fitting for a game themed season, I hope it gets explored even more!

More for the "I love the ninja emoji masks of this season"'s compilation 😂😂😂

THE MAZE OF THE RED DRAGON

Duuuude, Jay being good at mazes comes all the way from Possession, the Tomb of the First Spinjitzu Master! 😍 ... or maybe I just rewatch this show too much... could be both really 😅

Unagami is NASTY!

Confirmed the thing about going into the real world, what scares me is how much powers Unagami seems to actually possess. Like, can he do the block thingy whenever he wants? Just straight up pause and do whatever? Wow...

Jay being extra 😎

I mean, of course he is, he's got better statics! 😂 I like how he seems so focused and in charge, I still hope we see more of him... and Scott... WHERE IS SCOTT???

I love dragons, this metal one is cute 😍

So now we have two ronin: a samurai looking for a path on his own in a digital world... and a shady guy named Ronin 😛 Total respect for Okino, he really showed the values he believes in. No matter he was programmed his way, I hope he finds what he's looking for. Better come back for the final battle!

One Keytana down, two more to go. I know one is the price of the race, while the last one... I don't really know.

More of the masks because I love them 😂 Here we have Vegeta Lloyd and Kawai Cole ✌✌

[partizanne]

idk ... actually , maybe im wrong but ... i just felt like dedede was such a boring villain because of the way they wrote him ? i didnt get excited anytime he was on screen or anything , i got bored . ( readmore because i rambled longer than i should’ve , lol )

one of my favorite villains is dusknoir from PMD2 - i mean , he’s your friend . he gains all of your trust . he saves you . and then BAM , betrayal out of nowhere !!! i was actually surprised and gasped and even sad about it !

another one would be dimentio from Super Paper Mario ! you know he’s evil from the moment you meet him . but everytime you think he can’t get worse , he does . i mean , look what he did to luigi . look what he did to count bleck . but he’s still interesting , he grabs your attention whenever he’s on screen because you know shits gonna go down .

but dedede is like ... bland . whenever you see him , you know he’s either talking shit , trying to do bad shit , which ends up totally failing . every single time . it gets boring . they tried to develop his character a couple of times , but then it’d be totally irrevelent in any other episode .

if they wanted to make him an actual villain , i’d suggest something more like ... a character who doesn’t know what he is doing is wrong , or doesn’t know a better way to do his actions . i think the silly and loud personality fits him , but he really isn’t as dumb as the anime made him be . in nightmare in dreamland , he was smart enough to break the starrod and hide the pieces . but it may have been a better idea to actually tell kirby what was up or at least warn him before breaking the rod . he did what he thought was best . also , when he steals all the food in dreamland , he didn’t do it to make others sad or to hurt anybody . he did it because he wanted food , and that was his way of getting what he wanted . anime dedede is shown to enjoy other people’s misery and suffering .

i actually would’ve like nightmare to be shown more often . half the time he was mentioned it was because of his company and demon beasts . they obviously tried to make him scary and intimidating but his time on screen was so short and he really didn’t give you the same uneasy feeling when you see him in the game . i swear meta knight was scarier than nightmare . but could you imagine nightmare appearing without warning in some episodes ? him appearing in kirby’s dreams , him stepping out of shadows in what you think is a peaceful scene . an episode where you can even see fear in meta knight’s eyes when he senses nightmare . dedede and meta actually being in distress because he scares them , and nobody wants to admit it , but they don’t expect to win in a fight against him . a fight that could happen at any moment , really . anime nightmare stole fumu , and the way he floated away did actually make me feel uneasy ! but ... when the actual fight came , nothing really actually happened . put kirby in a nightmare , kirby beats him , everyone is happy , ect . kirby had more trouble with most of the demon beasts than nightmare .

the kirby anime is still good , and i know it’s old so it can’t be held to very high standards , but it had real trouble with consistency , character development , and was filled with flaws .

anyways , thanks for coming to my ted talk .

[depressed-alone]

Dear Evan Hansen

So I posted this fic on wattpad and ppl liked it a lot (for some reason) so Im posting it here as well. 

tagging people who wanted to be tagged in my other fic (that i still havent started) if you want to be added or removed feel free to message me.

@screamingoutinrage @scaredysanders @evilmuffin @galacticallynonbinary @mythicalquill @pattons-potato

sorry for any mistakes but im on phone and i have no idea what im doing.

Summary: typical soulmate Au where the first words that you hear from your soulmate is tattooed on you since birth etc.. The idea came from tumblr but i dont know who wrote it actually so i cant credit them sorrry Warnings: death mention (dont worry its not mayor), DEAR EVAN HANSEN SPOILERS! Pairings: I think poly i mean idk i never wrote poly/lamp before but i mean enjoy lol Human! Au It was on his arm for so long. And he still didn’t know what it meant. I can’t believe Connor Murphy died. Who is Connor Murphy? Why is he dead? Why is this the first sentence he will hear from his soulmate? Why? Questions were building up in Virgil’s head. He spent the past 19 years of his life asking the same questions over and over again. He surely won’t find his soulmate after 19 long years. But his best, and only friend Patton still pushed him, still believed in him. He didn’t tell anyone, not even Patton what his tattoo said. Patton didn’t find his soulmate either and he was 20. But he never gave up. He went outside as much as he could, in hopes that someone will pass by and say these five words: This doesn’t make any sense. He also had no idea what his tattoo meant, what made sense but he was hopeful. And that is why they were sitting in Patton’s car to go the theathre. Virgil didn’t want to go, of course he didn’t he wasn’t the going outside type but Patton said he feels something is different. He couldn’t explain it but he said this night will change their life. And boy was he right. “C'mon Verge it’s going to be fun! I promise.” Patton beamed with a comforting smile. He loved going outside. Virgil didn’t. “Whatever. I still don’t like this idea. What are we even watching? I hope it’s something not that boring. But who am I kidding theathre is just boring..” Virgil said with a bored tone in his voice. He didn’t like theathre. It was dark, loud and they were sometimes singing. He didn’t like that kind of singing. He was more of the sad emo type. “It’s called Dear Evan Hansen! If I remember right it’s about two boys who go to high school. One of them is Evan Hansen and the other is… What’s his name? Verge check that little prospectus please. I think it’s on the backseat.” Patton said not getting his eyes off of the road. Virgil didn’t say anything just nodded and climbed to the backseat. It was not the easiest to find the little paper in the mess that was in Patton’s car but he succesfully pulled it out from between the two seats. “I found it” He said as he sat back in the front seat. “Check who’s the other boy in the play please. I can’t remember his name and you know I hate forggetting things.” Patton said. He didn’t hate a lot of things but his forgetfulness was one of them.

Virgil’s eyes scanned the paper for a few seconds when he spotted a name on the page. His breath caught up and he felt like he couldn’t breathe. “So what is it kiddo?” Patton asked. After a few minutes of silence he turned to look at Virgil who was just staring at the prospectus in front of him. “Connor Murphy” Virgil whispered and let out a shaky breath. “Is everything alright Verge? Do you want me to pull over?” Patton asked worriedly as he looked back at the road. He felt awful. He wanted to support his friend but he was in the middle of driving. Virgil stayed silent for the rest of the ride. He only shook his head when Patton asked if he wants him to pull over for the second time. “We are here Verge. Are you sure you don’t want to go home? You know it’s okay, I didn’t actually wanted to watch this that much, it doesn’t sound that interesting, so we can totally go home, it would be fine.” Patton rambled as an attempt to calm his friend down. Virgil just shook his head and started to walk towards the theathre pulling Patton with him. Virgil didn’t want to admit but he was actually kind of excited to see this musical. From what he knew it sounded interesting, but of course, it had to be ruined by some random person. “Will you tell me why are you so silent?” Patton asked as he was walking next to Virgil. The boy let Patton go when he was sure that he is following him. “No” Was all that Virgil said but it was enough for Patton to know not to push it. They will just enjoy this together and everything will be alright. They sat down in their seats at the front and waited for other people to fill up the theathre. Beacuse of Patton if they ever went somewhere together they were always super early beacuse Patton didn’t want to miss anything. The play didn’t start for another 15 minutes so Virgil decided to listen to music. As he reached in his pockets to grab his headphones he had to realize that they are in fact missing. “Are you searching for your headphones? Sorry kiddo but maybe today is the big day you can’t miss it out just beacuse you were listening to music.” Patton said with an apologetic smile. Roman’s Pov “Logan we have to go! It’s Dear Evan Hansen!” “I am aware Roman. But is it really that important? There’s no reason for me to go.” Logan asserted. “Yes there is silly. You might find your soulmate! But most importantly I might find my own soulmate. My princess. I’m sure she is beautiful and we will be a perfect match.” Roman exagerrated. “You shouldn’t assume Roman. You might be disappointed. What if it’s not even a girl? It can be a boy. Or a non-binary person. And what if you will be polar opposites. You set your bar too high, and that will cause disappointment.” The other boy stated. “You don’t understand Lo. I can feel it. We will be perfect. I can feel it.” The dramatic one said. “That makes no logical sense. And you can’t know for sure that you will meet them tonight. Also if you really want to see the play, we should go now or we will be late.” Logan pointed out. “Oh gosh you are right we need to go right now. C'mon Logan you don’t wanna miss the play do you?” Roman said and hurried out the door. Logan only sighed and went after the other boy. He was stuck with this drama queen till he finds his soulmate so he, secretly of course, also wants Roman to find his soulmate. And he would never admit it, not even to himself but deep down he too wanted to know who his “other half” is. It was stupid and illogical but he had to know. The theathre wasn’t that far away, it was maybe a ten minute walk and with Roman’s fast walking they arrived in less than five minutes. They went in and sat in the front row. Not that far away two boys sat around the same age. The only reason Logan noticed them is beacuse they looked like they are perfect opposites of each other. One of them wore a dark hoodie with purple paches and the other wore a blue t-shirt. The dark boy’s hair was in his face and his eyeshadow seemed to be under his eyes rather than on his eyelids. They looked odd but Logan didn’t think about them for too long. Everyone fell silent as the play started. Time skippity bc im lazyyy and also dont have any fucking time lol The first act has finished and there was a 15 minute break. Almost everyone stood up to go to the bathrooms or to call someone etc.. They passed in front of the two boys when Logan heard it. “I can’t believe it kiddo.” The sentence was followed with a sob which meant the person was crying. Logan grabbed Roman’s arm and pulled the royal boy with him. “Jesus nerd calm down you look like you just saw a ghost or something. What’s up with you? Why do you look so frightened?” Roman bombed the other boy with questions. “I saw him. My soulmate. I saw him. I heard the sentence.” Logan breathed out. “Why are you so weird? I thought you didn’t care. I mean I’m happy for you but you said you don’t care.” “I thought that too.” Was all Logan said before they heard the theathre guy tell them that they have to go back. Logan hurriedly went back to his row not even waiting for Roman. He kept muttering this doesn’t make any sense. Apparently he was too loud as he heard a squeal from next to him. Of course he was standning right im front of the odd boy with the other weird guy. “Virgil, Virgil, Virgil.” The boy shaked the dark one next to him. Logan just stood there looking at what the two were doing. “What happened Patt? Are you hurt? Why do you look so… happy?” The other boy, Virgil as he just learned his name asked. “Look!” He pulled up his cardigan’s sleeves and revealed that his tattoo was fading. Then Virgil noticed Logan standing there. “Oh. Cool. So you are the guy. That’s cool.” Virgil said as he put his headphones on. At least there was an attempt to put them back, when he heard it. “I can’t believe Connor Murphy died.” It was a boy who wore an outfit close to a Prince’s. There was no way that guy was his soulmate. “You! You are the one!” He shouted suddenly. The royal boy froze in his place and the two boys next to him looked in his direction as well. “Roman?” Logan asked. “Wait you know this guy? I don’t even know you. What’s your name anyways?” Virgil asked as he turned to Logan. “Oh apologise. My name is Logan and that right there is my roommate. His name is Roman. And it seems like you said the words that are on his back.” Logan stated. “Well Roman you spoiled the whole fucking play you know that right? You could have said literally anything else that didn’t contain these words but you, you had to say this. Thanks for spoiling this play. It was really great living my life in fear beacuse the word dead was on my arm. So really thank you.” Virgil scuffed. After a few minutes Patton broke the silence. “Verge calm down, it’s not Roman’s fault. It’s no one’s fault in fact.” The fatherly figure tried to calm both of the boys down. “You… you are a boy. And-and you wear all black and you literally just look like an emo nightmare. I’ve waited 20 years for this?” Roman asked as he pointed towards the dark boy. “Woah there. You don’t have to be mean. You don’t even know Virgil. You just critize him by his appearance. And that is not a good thing to do.” Patton said with a serious voice. “Very much so. Roman I told you. If you set your expectation too high you will probably be disappointed. Your soulmate doesn’t have to be a girl that is just plain stupid. Gender shouldn’t matter. Nor appearance. Personality is the one thing that matters.”

 Virgil’s eyes were scanning between the three boys in front of him. They were defending… him. Of course Patton always stood up for him, since he started high school the bubbly boy was always with him. But this new guy. He didn’t even know him. Why can’t the smart and kind boy be his soulmate? As he was thinking about this he felt something burning on his upper arm. It seemed like the three other boy experienced this too so they looked at each other then at their arms. He pulled up his sleeves and saw that the question What? was on his arm. But that’s not all. He also had I don’t understand and This makes no sense all tattooed on both his arms.

 "What?“ Patton suddenly asked. He was as confused as the others but everyone gasped as the word What started to fade from all of their arms. "I don’t understand.” Was the next sentence that started to fade from the boys’ arms. It was Roman who said this in complete confusion. “This makes no sense” Logan stated. The last sentence faded from Virgil’s arm. The other three looked at him. They all had the same sentence on their arm and Virgil said it immideatly. “I’m gonna faint.” He said and he fell to the ground. Or he would have fell if Roman didn’t jump behind him to catch him.

 okay so im ending this here beacuse im shit at endings sorry.

[handsome-photographer]

Quick Reflexes (but I Still Fell in Love With You Anyway)

alternate title: three times Jaehee's black belt in judo actually helped in running a café with her Strictly Business Partner and the one time it didn't. at all. A/N: hi y'all. the last time i wrote a MM fic was ages ago and now i return with a Jaehee x MC fic nobody asked for. consider this a very late valentines fic idk. i hope you enjoy this one-shot anyway and tell me what you think! (as usual, i wrote this in like hours and didn't proofread it, so apologies if there were many mistakes indeed.) -- You had known -- ever since those early days after you joined the RFA and Jaehee had opened up about herself by quite a margin -- of your business partner's skills in judo. A black belt, you thought to yourself, still in disbelief over the idea that the short woman standing in front of you, listing the coffeeshop's empty inventories, actually learned self defense at all. It all made perfect sense; judo required discipline, commitment and of course a certain toughness in spirit in order to endure the training and master the art. Jaehee lacked none of these traits. It came as a surprise, anyway, when you two were having a taste test session of a whole new menu a few weeks before, and you were saved from a trip to the hospital thanks to Jaehee snatching a scorching hot pan before it could fall on your bare feet. "MC!" she had exlaimed, although she seemed to be in pain in the short few seconds it took her to put down the pan somewhere safer -- namely, the counter beside you. "Oh my God, are you okay? Please be more careful next time!" You had been too shocked to even assure her you were fine -- how do you casually tell someone they literally took your breath away? "Thank you," you say instead, and then, "Sorry." Jaehee finally gave you a smile, her tightly knit brows loosening in what you hoped was affection, fondness, or anything else akin to that -- you're not too picky with synonyms. "I'm glad my reflexes are still quick from years of practice." The phonecall from what felt like ages ago came back to you, bringing a smile to your face, as well. "My hero," you teased, but before you can savor the blush on Jaehee's cheeks, your eyes saw a glimpse of her burning red palms. "Your hands!" Needless to say, just for her sake, you practiced extra caution in the kitchen to avoid anymore of those accidents (though you wouldn't mind being saved by Jaehee a few more times, if only it didn't mean she'd get hurt). The second time you witnessed proof of your partner's skills came about when you were called over by a customer you had just served. The loud and intimidating man was shouting at you about his cake having stray hairs and toothpicks and -- at the rate he's complaining, he might as well have said the cake contained cyanide. He rose from his seat so suddenly he upset the chair, and he was all too ready to raise his hand. You closed your eyes, frozen with fear -- "If you don't put down that filthy hand of yours," a familiar, stern voice more or less growled from in front of you. Jaehee's mere presence gave you courage enough to open your eyes. Her shorter limbs still managed to restrain the man's arms, almost without any effort at all, "maybe I would put it down for you." "You wouldn't dare," the man retorted, though with difficulty. "I'm reporting this place!" "Or, I call my lawyers and sue you for attempted assault and a factually incorrect review," she says. That situation left a bad taste in your mouth, even if you got what you wished -- you were saved, Jaehee didn't get hurt, but... you felt guilty that you had to be so defenseless all the time, that Jaehee had to be there for you so you don't royally mess up and get in harm's way every few seconds. You confessed as much to Jaehee on a quiet Saturday afternoon after the lunch craze had ended, and only the sound of the ticking ancient clock by the front door accompanied your conversation. "Defenseless?" she asked, pronouncing each syllable as if it's an alien word to her. "I don't think you're defenseless at all -- in fact, you were the one to inspire me, to be braver and more sure of my dreams, remember?" Her confused frown turns into a small smile, touching your fingers as if to convey her sentiments better. "You defended my love for coffee, that's for sure." "But..." You bite your lip and try to find the right words. "I mean literally. Like the time you defended me from that rude customer. And when you saved me from untimely death by hot pan." You tap your fingers on hers, at the very least receiving comfort from such miniscule touches. "So, I want you to teach me." Jaehee's surprise was evident. "Teach me the basics, at least," you added, since Jaehee raised her brows higher and higher with every second that passed. "I know I won't get a black belt without proper training, but at least give me some of the basic moves just in case." Although Jaehee didn't seem too sure of this idea, even after your logical explanation, she nodded. "I see. It's never a bad thing to make sure you can defend yourself." In an instant, her expression changed as she clapped her hand once, decisively. "Okay then. We have a free Sunday tomorrow. Let's get out of town and practice somewhere." Her response relieved you, of course, but you felt even more nervous at the thought of practicing -- mostly, the thought of Jaehee displaying her skills, which by now you had no doubts about. The next morning, the two of you left to a clearing on the outskirts of town. The view was magnificent, and Jaehee was a huge factor to that as she tied her long brown hair into a bun, facing you with her hands on her hips. "Copy my position," she told you, any hint of softness gone from her voice. "We should warm up first." It took about half an hour to even start learning how to defend yourself -- you stood with your feet a bit too wide and she corrects you, you didn't pay attention to her moves and she repeated herself over and over until you could follow her. By the time the sun was properly up in the sky, you were covering your face as instructed. Jaehee slowly showed you how to guard against frontal attacks, only coming into contact with you through gentle touches of her hands. "Faster," she hissed, the warning almost flying over your head just like her balled fists merely seconds afterwards. "You're too slow. Be more alert." But you couldn't keep up, and your sweat started to drip into your eyes, making further training too difficult than it needed to be. You called for a break. Jaehee stopped her moves on you immediately, her hand coming to rest on your shoulder. An apology for being so slow was on the tip of your tongue when Jaehee frowned. "I was too fast, wasn't I?" she asked. "You were great, considering this is your first time. Your reflexes still need work, but you're strong." "I am?" Your voice came out too high pitched for your liking, but Jaehee only giggled. "That's... good. Great. Absolutely -- " "I'm going to practice a few moves for a while," she said, accidentally cutting off your rambling. "You can catch your breath in the meantime." You resigned yourself to sit on the picnic blanket Jaehee had set a few paces behind you when you arrived this morning. You leaned back and tried not to stare as Jaehee seemed to return to her stance in no time. Your eyes were stubbornly stuck on her, however, unable to look away as in a flash, her foot kicked the air high above her, and then her hand came to punch the air in front of her. She moved like she was in a dance, following a music only she can hear, and you realised you had never seen her more at calm than when she was mercilessly tearing through the air. You had regained your enegy long ago, so when her back was turned to you, you stood just outside the edge of your picnic blanket and hid your grin, copying her moves in a more erratic and clumsy manner. It wasn't that easy to follow her much, much more advanced moves, but you somehow had fun secretly moving along to her fluid dance. You braved yourself to close your eyes, your hand thrusted in front of you like Jaehee's was a milisecond ago, and opened your eyes only to see her face inches from you, grinning. Inevitably, you shriek and back away before stumbling, catching her still outstretched hand, and feel time slow down as her mirth turned to fright and you two ended up crashing down to the dew covered grass. You couldn't say you regret it that much, though, since Jaehee was pressed up against you. Thankfully, Jaehee recovered sooner than you did. She pushed herself up, the absence of her weight against you not making much difference in your difficulty to breathe, at all. "I'm -- I -- oh my God, let me help you up, I -- " "You and your quick reflexes," you said, a warm blush coloring your cheeks, you were sure. "I rather enjoy the view from the ground. The sky's lovely." "S-stop being silly," Jaehee said, though you glanced at her and noted, smugly, that she was blushing, though frowning. "Quick reflexes? Seriously. Quick reflexes, but I still fell in love with you anyway." You didn't know who gasped, who sat up to get as much distance from each other as was possible in your current position, and who let out a laugh as Jaehee's words seemed to echo in those plains, to be heard over and over again by the tall grass, the now brightly shining sun, and your very own ears. "I said nothing," Jaehee said quietly, not at all returning your laugh in the form of a smile or a grin. "Please stop laughing." "Jaehee," you said, coming to a more calm and serene sense of bliss as you looked at your friend, partner, and now self defense trainer, who still refused to see the humor in this situation. "Jaehee, I'm not laughing at you, just so you know." She pouted. It was the cutest thing you have ever seen in your entire life. "Then what was it...?" "I'm merely laughing at the fact that I need self defense training in another area," you began, your smirk growing bigger and bigger. "Because when it comes to you, I'm utterly defenseless." "You're worse than Luciel," she retorted, though at least she smiled bashfully, as hard as she fought it down and failed. "I -- I'm sorry I said what I said, it was an accident, I -- " "I meant it," you said, interrupting her before she could regret her words. "I hope you meant it, too." Jaehee was silent for the longest time, looking down at the blades of grass between her feet as if they held the answer to all of life's questions. Then, she let out a frustrated sound -- reserved only for her Zen fangirling moments -- and tackled you to the ground, your eyes wide as she pressed a kiss on your lips. She tasted of the sweet leftover icing she snacked on while you were getting ready this morning, and there was a hint of her raspberry lipbalm, too. And she was soft; oh so soft, despite the tough exterior she showed during practice earlier -- she was the Jaehee she always said you had brought out over the past year of knowing each other, the Jaehee she had repressed for so long, finally living freely and easily. She pulled away a second too soon and puffed out a breath, looking at you with narrowed eyes. "Your reflexes are still slower than mine. Too slow for proper self defense." You grinned wickedly. "That just means I fell in love with you sooner than you had fallen for me."

[todokori-kun]

N O 

I did guess that maybe something was wrong with your computer/internet connection but after a few days the ridiculous anxiety started punching me in the gut again like ‘what if it was something I said’ or ‘what if something happened and we never get to talk again’..it seems so silly and overdramatic now but I seriously did think those things for a while LOL that’s why I kept sending messages… I’m really sorry for spamming you OTL

And no, don’t apologize! It’s not like you had any control over that. If anything, I should be sorry for freaking out so much  ^^;;

But anyway, that’s enough angst for now. I’M SO GLAD YOU’RE BACK :D

Seriously though, sometimes I wonder what was going through Steve’s head when he decided to keep that suit back in the first CA movie XD

The trailer is really cool. I actually think we don’t need another one; this 'teaser’ seems to reveal just the right amount of info :) (And Loki’s hair has FINALLY stopped looking greasy. I think. I hate greasy stuff (unless it’s food) so that hair was really, REALLY bothering me during Avengers 1 and Thor 2, though I guess it did make sense for his hair to look like that at the time)

I think Marvel’s using the 'Power of Love’ thing to explain Nat being able to calm Bruce down. Doesn’t really make that much sense but I agree, it’s cute :3 I shipped Nat with Clint during the first movie (and the reveal that Clint is MARRIED was a serious 'WTH’ moment) but Bruce/Natasha is good enough that I’m not particularly salty over Mrs. Barton.

Sharon Carter/Steve may be the only ship in the MCU that I genuinely dislike. Civil War would have been perfectly fine without it. Sharon and Steve themselves would have been perfectly fine without it. PEGGY would certainly have been fine without it. Just. Why.

Ah, yeah. TDW both gave me hope for Loki and made me lose a little bit of it at the same time, if that makes sense? The thing with Odin worries me, but since I think I read somewhere that Anthony Hopkins is going to be in Ragnarok I guess he’s not dead, so maybe Loki didn’t do anything TOO drastic…

But we got some genuine emotion from Loki over Frigga and I believe that he WAS getting a bit emotional during his 'death’ scene wih Thor, so that’s something, I guess.

To me, Thor 2 proved that while Loki’s morality might have changed, it hasn’t changed for the better, and he still has way too many issues to work through, but his relationship with Thor isn’t quite ruined yet.

I have a soft spot for The Winter Soldier because it was not only the first MCU movie I ever watched, it was the first superhero movie AND the first 'gritty’ live-action movie I ever watched (I was like nine or ten when it came out and before that the only live-action movies I watched were stuff like The Sound of Music and Cats). I guess I get why you might not like it, though- the only reason I still watch TWS now is because I love Bucky’s Winter Soldier costume (sure, we get to see it in Civil War as well but it just looks really cool in TWS) and because it has some of the best Steve & Bucky moments.

(Also Natasha. Natasha is always a good reason.)

YES. Join me in Remember This Cold hell. The creator even has a blog where they answer questions about the series and write shorter stories connected to it :D Also, spoiler regarding the Steve/Loki relationship-

Steve proposed a few stories ago. I’m sure you can guess Loki’s answer.

Awww, thanks! <3 I’m really glad you enjoyed the playlists ^^ but which songs were the ones you didn’t know? And how did you react to Kanae’s list? :)

(And if it’s not too much, could I also ask which songs you thought were the most fitting? it’s fine if you don’t answer this one though)

Ugh, those weird bots ;-;

Random thing, but I got my nails done for the first time today! :) My little sister really wanted to get her nails painted and mom suggested that I should too…normally I don’t really enjoy dressing up and 'decorating’ myself but I thought it would be fun so I tagged along.

I lowkey wanted black nails because Kaneki and Sebastian LOL but I ended up with sky blue. It does look nice so I’m happy with how it turned out :) though the skin right beneath my right thumbnail still hurts…I got my cuticles cut, the cut was too deep and it wouldn’t stop bleeding for a while ;-;

Last note:

Another random thing, but do you have any OCs? :3 It’s my dream to become a writer someday so I have a ton of them, one cast for a book I’m trying to write and another one for a comic I’d make if I was better at anatomy and knew how to do digital art ;-; maybe someday it’ll work out. If it doesn’t, I’ll just write down that story too… I also have lots and lots of discarded OCs for my fandoms (not all of them are discarded though, there’s one wallflower cutie named Naomi for TG and unfortunately I like torturing her a bit too much to let her go. There’s also her brother Tatsuo, a fabulous jerk who loves his little sister very much, in his own passive-aggressive way, and will serve any poor soul who dares to approach her for dinner).

If you have OCs too maybe we could rant about them together? :) (totally not using this as an excuse to ramble about my babies who I love to hurt. I think I’ve caught the Ishida-virus)

Again, don’t apologize! I’m just really glad you’re back, Queen Luna <3333

Don’t worry, I got this message ^^ (Un)fortunately, I’m that person who’d probably tell someone if they’re annoying me. And you’re not annoying at all! I enjoy talking to you a lot, since you’re one of the rare people who shares so many fandoms with me ^^ So if I don’t answer, it means the internet/phone/computer is acting up, ok? I wouldn’t disappear just like that ^^

I’m glad to be back ^^

Before I forget, the new chapter of TG. The title sure is fitting. ISHIDA’S BACK AT IT AGAIN! ((I mean, who names a chapter ‘suffering’))

Maybe he wanted everyone to look at the behind ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) You never know what kind of weird things he likes. It’s so awkward trying to avoid all the key words for those blogs XD

Ahahahah, he did look like needed to wash it… But it’s solved now ^^ And it’s curly. THE ONLY THING THAT’S NOT SOLVED IS THORS HAIR AAAAAAAAAAAA Why did they cut off his glorious locks ;-;

Nat and Clint did seem like a good ship, but since I watched Ultron before anything, I knew about Clint’s situation. It was a bit weird watching Clint and Nat interact, though, since they do seem very close, and not in a purely platonic way.

Since I haven’t reached Civil War yet, I haven’t seen the ship. Somehow, I know I won’t like it ^^ (I mean, from what you’ve said, it really is a very NO ship.)

TDW Loki for me was the biggest ‘honestly, what was I expecting?’ character in the whole MCU universe, because, honestly, what was I expecting? When he ‘died’ I laughed, because he’s Loki and it’s probably another one of his plans. anD I WAS RIGHT.

Frigga is the only character who Loki showed genuine affection for, though, isn’t she? I mean, since we don’t know her well as a character, I didn’t feel anything when she died, but I did feel sorry for Loki.

I recently found a mythology book that features Nordic mythology. And you have 3 guesses about who the main bad guy is in all of them. I’ll be genuinely disappointed if you need the other 2.

One’s about the making of Thor’s hammer where Loki turns into a fly and stings the blacksmith, causing him to mess up the length of the part where you hold it (I forgot the english name), the other one is about him being responsible for the death of Frigga’s son, because he made someone stab the son with mistletoe.  Mythology is weird.

That’s actually adorable ^^ I never would’ve guessed your first action movie was Winter Soldier!  And I completely agree, Bucky’s costume is quite nice (huehuehuehuheue)

I’m scared of starting to read it….. I THINK I MIGHT WAIT UNTIL I FINISH WATCHING CIVIL WAR JUST BECAUSE :))))

Let’s see… I knew the whole Loki&Thor playlist, All of Loki except for Castle, She keeps me warm from Yumikuri I didn’t know, knew all of Urie/Saiko and Urie and I will not say anything about Kanae :))))

Sweet! I only got my nails done once in my life and that was for my uncle’s wedding. I understand your pain entirely ;-; There’s a reason why I only had them done ONCE hahah For some reason, I associated sky blue with you even before this… Idk why, though

Did someone say…. OCs? You want the older ones (absolute Mary Sues, I laugh about them today, even though I was 100% serious before) or the newer ones (the ones with actual flaws and development?) Also, we probably talked about this before, but have you watched Fullmetal Alchemist? My biggest Mary Sue is from there ^^;;

ALSO ALSO, I was thinking about changing my icon, and I narrowed it down to 4 potential ones. Which one should I choose?