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partnersatfazbear · 4 years ago

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Fazbear Frights: What We Found Analysis

Here’s my analysis for What We Found, the third story in Gumdrop Angel. I wrote this as I read so it may be a little different than my previous analysis where I read the story first and went back.

If you’re a Michael Afton fan I highly recommend this. Also, there’s possibly some insight into William Afton, Mrs. Afton, and Henry too, so it’s worth a skim.

Pg 144 '...a place thirty-some years forgotten' Just reconfirming FNAF 3 is 30 years past *one* of the FNAF closings, presumably FNAF 2 location.

Pg 145 "The whole building was giving him [Hudson] a headache." FIX THE VENTILATION BRUH

Pg 148 '...they were able to use salvaged derelict equiptment original to the old pizzerias.' Another confirmation of something we heard from Phone Guy.

Pg 147 "How old are you?" "Twenty-three, same as you." I think this gives us Michael's age during FNAF 3.

EDIT: This kept me awake last night. Obviously this is impossible because he has to be alive for at least 10 years before 1983, BUT maybe its just reconfirming FNAF 3′s year? 2023?

Pg 149 "Hudsan's dad died and his mom married Lewis, a ridiculous balding man who wore plaid vests and smoked a pipe" Did... Did this book just seriously imply Mrs. Afton left William for Henry? Really? (Yes, there's differences; the husband is dead and the man wears plaid 'vests' but it seems very odd to include that detail. This could just have been the writer's own imagination, though.) I have seen this as a fan theory and 100% explains the jealousy aspect of William, but I can't help but kinda hate it. I think this is very important, though, and probably Scott's intention. "This horrible little man [Lewis]... would make Hudson's next ten years a living Hell" This REALLY intrigues me given the context I just went over. The text implies Lewis was fairly neglectful to our main character / Michael stand-in Hudson. Maybe I'm wrong and for some reason Mrs. Emily left and went to William? XD Haha, I'm reading too much into this page. Maybe I'll come back to this later. I figure it's more of Scott possibly including double-details (contradicting stuff with the same character that really applies to two, which has been something I heavily pointed out in previous anaylsis on this blog) Having said that, I'm going w/the former because I can't imagine Henry being abusive (neglectful yes, abusive no) and he's never been portrayed that way in official works like William has in the novels.

Pg 150 "Hudson began to screw up in class...a product of spending the night in fear that his stepfather [Lewis]... [would] beat him just for the fun of it." Ooof. Big confirm on William actually being abusive. Unless we stick with the Henry theory for Lewis (combined with Midnight Motorist Henry theory / alcoholic). "...near-daily beatings..." "his mom started taking pills to get through the day..." So, whoever Mrs. Afton is, she was definetly not paying attention. But then, most people married to serial killers either don't notice because of denial (like this) or because the killer is so manipulative / careful they can't notice.

"Barry, who had red hair and freckles..." Yo?! Is that a description of Fritz?! These friends in the story could be the other kids Michael knew's stand-in's, aka the two gravestones with names he used (Fritz and Jeremy), as shown in the checks for the games and FNAF 6. I've long figured Michael was probably friends with the victims--it makes them easier, although riskier, targets [for William]. The two friends are male, too, like Fritz and Jeremy. If you're curious about Duane's description (our stand in for Jeremy), it's "tight black shirt... muscles... black hair long enough for a glossy ponytail..." I'm not sure if this matches anything found in the novels or contradicts them, though. (The novels = TSE trilogy)

"And so it went... until the night of the fire." For context, this is before FF burns down. We're learning of Hudson's life from his close friends in childhood, his father's death, his mother remarrying, to his abusive stepfather, to his grades slipping to this line. This would be a new fire not seen/mentioned in the games...

Pg 151 "...go to Charlie's for a sundae..." Really. Really Scott. Just gonna use this name again. OK. I'm not even gonna discuss this because it's probably irrelevant. *This is confirmed on pg 158 to be an ice cream shop. No lore relevance aside the annoying name coincidences Scott loves to troll with.

"This is not... an advance into enemy territory, a fight with demons, or a descent into Hell..." Uh, what? What is Hudson talking about? XD I'm only noting it because it seems so out of place. He's probably talking about video games or something.

Another note, although I don't have a specific reference since it is mentioned off-hand many times, is that Hudson keeps referring to his "history" which is implied to have kept him from getting a well-paying job and a girl he's crushing on doesn't know this "history" which is good for him. Seems good old "Michael Stand-In" has done some jail time or something. Edit: On pg 154/155 the girl asks Hudson, "Did you do it?" Seems he may have killed his stepfather or been involved with something else just as bad. Edit 2: No, I was thinking too deep into it. This probably refers to Evan's death at Fredbear's. DUH.

Pg 156 describes an actual "prize corner" in FF! What am I even reading? IIRC this is in FNAF 3, too. So they just hand out these scary gift boxes to people that complete the attraction? (Hudson says he *would* have fun handing out the scary toys to kids when this location opens--kind of a bully thing to do, eh?)

"[Hudson] avoid[ed] glancing in any of the mirrors..." I'm only pointing this out because it could be reference to one of two things. 1) We know because of one of UCN's music tracks, William has a fear of his reflection. Michael probably shares this trait, especially since 2) after Ennard and all... and later on pg 157 it also says, "he never wanted to face: himself" Sounds like guilt, my guy.

Pg 157 "blonde hair... blue eyes..." Hudson shares an eye color with Michael. It's possible Michael had blonde hair as a child and it changed to brown (it's common, something I personally went through being technically blonde/ blue eyed myself)

"He [Hudson] knew from personal experience that toys could turn from fun...to torture ina heart-beat" Fairly self explanatory. Either Hudson's worked at a creepy location before or he doesn't like remembering Fredbear's.

*checks how much is left.* There's still 35 pages (not counting back/front) left of this... This is gonna be a lot of notes.

Pg 158 Hudson doesn't have a car. Poor Mike, probably having to walk everywhere. Especially as a corpse.

Pg 160 This page describes many physical issues Hudson has that prevents him from entering the Navy, all from the abuse of Lewis. Obvious paralell to Michael becoming an undead [because his father sent him to CBPR indirectly causing his condition]

Pg 161 "How's your granny, Hud?... ...Is she still alive?" "I don't think she can die." Does anyone in the Afton family really 'die'? XD

Pg 162 These few pages discuss Hudson's grandmother. She's described as "a seer who claimed to know the future... ...wore big men's plaid flannel shirts with baggy jeans" Um, more plaid / flannel? AGH. STAHP. Lowkey, I would totally headcanon my Aunt Jen like this, though.

Pg 163 "Hudson's mom... the way she was before Hudson's dad had died... never... particularly warm and fuzzy... but... effiencient and responsible..." More about Mrs. Afton, so that's kinda neat.

"Hudson's dad was fun and attentive." There's a good Dad in this series?

"Unfortunetly, he also struggled with mental illness." "invisible low points" (Pg 164) Kinda reminds me of how Henry is described after Charlotte's death in the books.

Pg 164 "When Steven got himself into a bad deal that cost him his small business... he'd taken his life." Oh, it is Henry! SMH. Way to use confusing paralells. So, from our understanding thus far, Hudson's real father, Steven, is our Henry stand-in. His step-father despite being described similar to Henry, is actually our William stand-in. Fair game, Scott.

Pg 164 "...he [Hudson] was locked into a supply closet..." Oh shit, you guys. So, let me go on a tangent here, because this IS important! I just watched a retrospective on Sister Location and FNAF 6 earlier and one theory for Midnight Motorist was the person in the chair was the mother and the kid was Michael. I think this little line may confirm that. In fact, the story may be the key to figuring things out. Obviously, the line is a paralell to FNAF 4's scene in which Crying Child was locked in the supply closet of Fredbear's. I know some people, including Matpat, believe[d] CC was Michael, and in this book's context, it sort of works. This does contradict Step Closer and 1000 other things that make Michael the older brother, but maybe it's hinting at MM? Abusive stepdad (possibly Henry... maybe William is gone at this point), checked out Mom (hey, grey couch lady with Foxybro's font). IDK, but its definetly something to think about.

Pg 165 Lewis is mentioned as calling Hudson "nothing" and saying "you're nothing" on several occasions on this page. Just more abuse, for those accurate fanfic writers like me. Also I kinda wanna watch Morel Orel again. Yall know my fav character is Clay. Yall know.

"You're smoke." <-- Lewis / The text later reads, "...there was some irony, given what eventually happened." BRUH. Why did your stepdad die in a fire? :V TELL ME.

"When his family's house burned down at the end of his senior year..." Huh. Is there a fire we don't know about in the game-verse? Could this explain what happened to the FNAF 4 house before MM house?!

"...it purged Hudson of Lewis and his mother." MRS. AFTON BURNED ALIVE, TOO? Bruh. I can't with this story.

The text later describes the fire is concluded to be man-made and Hudson was blamed for it. Can't say if this ties to Michael, but it IS interesting... TBF, there is a small paralell to draw between Henry in FNAF 6 and his history of suicide in the books, too.

Pg 166 "...this place's [FF] busted thermostat.." I just find this line funny.

Pg 167 "...after three weeks of keeping an eye on the place" Some more timeline context for FNAF 3. We know that Michael worked there a little while before we start playing the game thanks to one of the phone calls, IIRC, so this makes sense. If Michael was accused of [something] and also wanting to hunt down his father, then it makes perfect sense why he's working a dead end job at Freddy's over and over and over. Fun fun fun.

Pg 169 "He hated to think about a functional character [Foxy]" This line is in regards to Hudson not liking the set up of Pirate's Cove and Foxy's hook to scare people. Sounds familiar, don't it? (For Michael anyway.)

Pg 173 "Some big find is arriving tomorrow." SPRINGY BOI! COME ON BOOK, get on with the show?

Pg 176 "Granny was wearing a red-and-green plaid shirt and her baggy jeans." Nothing special, but it was specifically brought up twice. I'm kind of racking my brain trying to understand what the point of this character is outside of "woooo everything is haunted don't you know that" kind of character.

Pg 180 "...dropped the crate on the linoleum with a resounding thud." HEY. Poor Springtrap, just gettin' tossed around like the trash he is.

Pg 186 "If you weren't so stupid, I'd tell you more about it." Springtrap bringing the burn. =:)

"A voice with a burr-like rasp...hint of a Southern accent" I'm going to assume this is because it's Lewis probably in the suit in this story and not our old British lad.

"It's was Mr. Atkin's voice." THE MATH TEACHER? *goes back to check* 'The algebra teacher'. Okay...

Pg 190 Okay, so Hudson hear's Lewis' voice this time. Okay, I get it now. Springtrap in this kind of imbodies all of Hudson's old bullies, including the teacher. He also has PTSD, just FYI. IDK if anyone finds that important, but it's fairly obvious by the line "He wasn't in his bedroom. Lewis didn't just slam his head into a desk; his head had been slammed into the [arcade] game."

"Why did he hallucinate a scene from his childhood?" Oh, it's not PTSD, then. It's just the VENTILATION ERROR. lol Okay.

Just a note, as I'm reading through the more action-based stuff, I kind of feel bad for Michael if he had flashbacks like this guy. They're intense.

So, Lewis' voice finally comes out of Springtrap on Pg 213. There's that.

Pg 220 "You can just stay there [in his room]" Kind of a paralell to Midnight Motorist. Lewis is saying it to Hudson. I really feel like the kid in the MM game is Michael because of this story...

Pg 223 "Heat purges. Fire heals." I'm sure that's Henry's life motto.

The ending was stupid, but most in these stories are. Hudson is hallucinating and is implied to have burned himself alive in FF's oven. Meh? The first half of this one is A TRIP and a little insight into what I 100% believe is Michael's childhood. I think the saddest part of it all is that we never got Springtrap speaking to Michael in FNAF 3--and if it's ever remade I hope we get more of them interacting.

#fazbear frights #fnaf spoilers #spoilers #what we found #michael afton #springtrap #fnaf theories #fnaf theory #fnaf 3 #midnight motorist #mrs. afton #henry emily

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anotherworldash · 4 years ago

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“Selfish Desire has No Moral Boundary” : Kuraneokuro dynamic exploration

This post is the long version of the authors' note of Selfish Desire has No Moral Boundary, a Kura-Neo-Kuro OT3 Fic.

(link : https://archiveofourown.org/works/29108781 )

While we’re writing this KuraNeoKuro OT3 fic, we couldn’t help exploring both men’s selfish, predatory dynamic to Neon. Which is..so HOT!!!! Kurapika and Chrollo are so dominant while Neon’s so submissive ! Both guys treated her good a bit, then proceeded to fulfill their needs.

They care about her but they also have their own goals. Kurapika and Chrollo are so dominant while Neon’s so submissive ! They could tame the brat and play her like piano, while they’re entangled in her charm.

Now let’s get to the point which part of their dynamics we are exploring in the fic :

(To avoid confusion, nick Anotherworldash = Cb_w in AO3. This post is taken from our conversation during fic writing, so please read it as dialogue script.)

1. Her power dynamics with Chrollo and Kurapika is very submissive.

(Anotherworldash: Holy shit this is so kinky)

Legitnumbkid : Neon has daddy issues; so it makes sense why she's prone to having selfish men like Chrollo and Kurapika around her. Other women in hxh, we don't really know who are their parental figures are and they don't seem to be prone to attracting men that are bad for them.

Palm is a potential one but i think she's more of the "crazy dom-sub" energy

And it's not like Chrollo and Kurapika don’t give a fuck abt her... they do but they have their own goals.

She's like their prey and they are hunters ahhaha

Anotherworldash : Neon just cant put up a fight, but that's what makes it hotter!

Legitnumbkid : Yeah and the other women are kinda independent since they fight and all. But Neon... I think even in canon, her power dynamics with Chrollo or Kurapika is very submissive.

Anotherworldash : Trueeee

And it's even canon

They're targeting her from day one

Legitnumbkid : That's why I don't even blame her for being a bit selfish, detached and have a sick hobby... because the men around her treat her like an object. that's why she sees people like an object kekek

2. Neon is prone to men's “ingenuine” affections

(Anotherworldash: Holy shit this is also so kinky)

Anotherworldash : Also she doesn't have this... friend role in her life. Even Palm has "colleague" like knuckle

Legitnumbkid : Yea... she's lonely... so even more prone to men's ingenuine affections.

Anotherworldash : Muahaha... poor neon but at the same time it's what makes her ships so hot.

Neon's only friend is probably kurapika who originally targeted her😂😂😂😂😂

Ikrrr so hot omg

Legitnumbkid : And even so... kurapika's not even her friend if he ends up marrying her (read marriage theory here: https://scentedmoviesaestheticempath.tumblr.com/post/638404921741475840/compiled-cbws-kuraneo-thoughts-theories)

the closest "friend" she can have is her employees; which is like... not even pure friends. I know in some fics they put that she has friends and all... but i doubt it. She lived life in a bubble.

Anotherworldash : Yeah that's why she immediately fall for chrollo trick

Probably in her life, no one ever asked her opinion about life

4 Both guys originally wanted to “take advantage of her”

(Anotherworldash: When I thought this couldn’t get more kinky...)

Anotherworldash : I just love how this OT3 dynamic show that kurapika and chrollo are just the same type of man

They both wanted to take advantage of her

Also she trust stranger quite easily

Just so vulnerable. therefore kurapika is guilt ridden and chrollo wanted to keep her safe(even if it's for his benefit, like when he told other spiders not to touch the ambulance)

Also chrollo easily showed his vulnerable side to her by crying 😭😭😭(probably cause she’s a stranger or what but it’s there!)

Legitnumbkid: OMG YA. Technically it's becos Neon needs to live so he can use her powers but I feel like he genuinely likes her as a person.

Same for Kurapika. A lot of people REALLY overestimate kurapika's "hatred" for neon becos of her personality and hobby; when actually, he never once showed any animosity towards her.

Anotherworldash : They just instantly vibed HAHAHAHAH

Kurapika is just like any other men

When he sees the girl is pretty. He is having second thought 😂😂😂��

Legitnumbkid : and neon feeling uncomfy... it shows that she does have feelings but she's just not that exposed

HAHAH. I love kurapika's hypocrisy

he acts like he is noble and shit.. went to think leorio is a sleaze during the hunter exam for wanting to touch a girl

5. We love the ‘Animals by Maroon 5′ Vibe

Anotherworldash : OT3 just reminds me of : https://youtu.be/7BJ3ZXpserc

I love how the snakes are shown more than one

Legitnumbkid : YESSS those are chrollo and neon haha

Anotherworldash : Chrollo and kurapika wants to tell her "I'm the man here"

"And you are my woman so you are here to serve me"

Legitnumbkid : Even the original music video is so hot

It's like... so animalistic

hunter-prey

i mean, KURAPIKA IS A HUNTER

Anotherworldash : Adam levine is observing through window when behati is sleeping, calculating. Just like kuraneo and kuroneo 😂😭. Even the pictures thing!

https://youtu.be/qpgTC9MDx1o

Legitnumbkid : I feel like... this is more appropriate to Chrollo tho. Idk why. He's like... stalking/hunting her in YorkNew City.

i bet my jenny money that chrollo jacked off to her pic ahhaha

So hotdamn. "You can't deny the beast inside" HAHHA

Anotherworldash : And his move is so violent... He legit knocked her out

Legitnumbkid : Fangirls be mad bruh but... he just knocked her out? before catching her? ya'all really want that?? HAHHA

Chrollo will steal her heart too

Anotherworldash : Chrollo said "Don't need consent when I'm the man 😬😙"

He legit say that... He stole her and touched her too

6. Their ‘Rivalry’ and their conversation when mentioning Neon

Kurapika is so mad Chrollo approached and did something to Neon that he forgot abt their ‘hostage exchange’ rule :( where he’s not supposed to harm Chrollo.

Chrollo has mentioned many times he’s not scared of the situation, but Kurapika was not that provoked... until Chrollo mentioned Neon. How awesome

7. Their Parallel to The Great Gatsby (We are fans of the Series!)

Legitnumbkid : Honestly the amount of people in the hxh fandom that hates her without analysing her character is such poor taste and a lack of observation. It’s also similar to how Daisy is so hated but people need to understand that …

OMG SIS I was reading The Great Gatsby Chapter 4 (when Gatsby was talking to Nick) and LOOK AT THIS LINE:

Anotherworldash : And the way Chrollo Grabs neon... Giving her the things she want then claiming her, is just Tom x Daisy ~

Please refer to this post for more : https://anotherworldash.tumblr.com/post/641807577123012608

That’s the post. Hope you like this OT3 too!

Oh also, have I mentioned that Kurapika was dowsing Neon when she was literally having coffee with Chrollo? O.M.G.

#MFM Relationship #A very heterosexual HxH ship #Chrollo x neon #Kurapika x neon #Kuraneonkuro #kuraneokuro #OT3 #Author's Note #DO YOU LIKE IT WHEN A MAN RAILS A WOMAN? YEAH? HOW ABOUT WE MAKE IT TWO :)#Neon Nostrade #Neon HxH #kuraneo #kuraneon #kuroneo #kuroneon

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leverage-ot3 · 5 years ago

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notable moments from The Stork Job

leverage 1.06

Joe: Where is he? What have you done with him?

Dana: Why haven't you returned our calls?

Joe: Did you think we'd just go away?

Dana: We’ve given you the money. What else do you want? (approaches Irena) What have you done with Luca?!

(thug grabs Dana and pushes her aside)

Joe: Dana!

(Joe goes to help Dana and is stopped by the thug. Joe punches the thug, who then beats him into the ground as Irena and Nicolas walk away. Thug leaves, and Dana crawls to his side)

yo can we take a moment to respect and love these parents??? like technically luca was just a kid they were going to adopt but these two were ready to THROW DOWN for him because even though they didn’t really know each other, he was going to be their kid if that’s the last thing they did

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Dana: $120,000. We had to take a second mortgage out on the house.

Nate: Well, we can get the money back.

Dana: We don't want the money. All we want is Luca.

Nate: Right. (looks at picture of Luca)

we love to see the clients being noble as hell

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Eliot: Are we seriously considering this, huh? Swiping a kid?

Nate: Yeah, well -- What happened to you?

Eliot (scrapes on his face): Well, how was I supposed to know it was a lesbian bar?

...I bet it was from something fucking stupid

eliot “distinctive” spencer would have known it was a lesbian bar

(edit: I heard that on the commentary for that episode CK got the injury from trying to play football while wearing cowboy boots and honestly what a chaotic fav)

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Eliot: How do we even know this kid is an orphan?

Parker: See him pocketing those cookies? He’s hoarding food. That bag on the table -- he keeps his essentials light and portable. He knows he's gonna be taken away at any moment. And there, when she goes to touch him, he flinches. He’s expecting… for her to... Trust me. He’s an orphan.

parker’s Tragic Backstory™ is about to be told in 40 minutes, let’s go

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Sophie: Hey, can we -- can we stop off in Paris on the way?

Nate: Uh... maybe on the way back.

Sophie: Cool

sophie loves paris and was so happy and excited im-

- - - - -

Parker: Yes. And she's with someone.

Eliot: That’s never stopped me before

parker, rolling her eyes: bruh

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sophie being “princess magda of slovenia” rb if u agree

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Nate: You know, just hurry up.

Hardison: It’s not so fun working in the crappy command center, is it? No, see, you're usually off doing your European spy thing. Well, welcome to my world.

(Computer shows facial recognition program working on picture Eliot sent. Hardison offers Sophie a bottle of pop)

Hardison: Orangescu?

even in a foreign country hardison manages to get something akin to orange soda

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Sophie: Who was it? -- Dagmar from the car-rental place was a lovely girl, but listen, Irina’s a professional grifter. She's gonna see straight through your moves. She does this for a living. You know, gets people to like her and trust her, even to fall in love with her. She doesn't do this for sport.

Nate: Mm. Sounds like someone I know.

s a v a g e

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Nicolas: Beautiful name for a beautiful lady. Tell me, Hardison, what brings you to Serbia?

Hardison: Oh, do my fangs and cape frighten you

hardison being Done™ with a skeevy guy hitting on parker and making jokes to ease the tension 🥰

- - - - -

parker says that sleeping is one of her hobbies and honestly bitch me too

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Parker: It’s amazing how far Serbia’s come, but the scars must still be there. I mean, all the families who suffered during the war.

Nicolas: Yes, but history always has its casualties.

Parker: Yes, but those families and those children.

Nicolas: It’s tragic, yes. But the strong, the smart, the... the beautiful, they survive.

[Flashback]

(Joe, Dana and Luca on home move.)

Joe: Smile!

Dana: Smile.

(A young Parker swinging, cuts to Luca sitting in the car that will take him away, cuts to young Parker on a merry-go-round, cuts to Luca being driven away)

Woman: What’s wrong?

(a young Parker in a car holding her bunny, cuts to Nicolas driving the car that takes Luca away)

Nicolas: It’s time to go.

[American Embassy]

Nicolas: Not everyone is worth saving.

(Parker gropes behind her and grabs a fork from the table, stabbing Nicolas with it. Everyone in the room looks in their direction)

parker’s past is developed a lot in this episode and we love to see it + bby you can stab anyone you want

- - - - -

parker fucking yeeting out the window is me after I do anything remotely embarrassing

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Eliot: I’m lucky to have you on such a short notice. (takes paper from man) Zhavaliti. Is that right? Zhavaliti? Thank you? See? Yeah? No? Welcome to the set.

Hardison: Fire in the hole!

(Hardison sets off explosion of flame behind them)

Eliot: Yeah, it's exciting, isn’t it?

Irena: yes.

Eliot: That guy's our special-effects guy. He ain't all there.

friendship means gently bullying each other

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Parker (sits down near prop truck): This is ridiculous.

Hardison (sits down next to her with fake gun): Tell me about it. We’re supposed to believe these are real?

Parker: This is what he expects me to do, fetch scripts and water?

Hardison: No, it's a trust thing. He just needs to know that you’re gonna go along with the game plan.

Parker: Yeah, yeah. I get it; we're a team.

Hardison: A little more than a team. I’m just saying

this was such a big episode for parker and her opening up to the team (hardison in specific)

- - - - -

Hardison (picks up papers): Sophie, are you -- seriously, Sophie. It was supposed to be a two-page scene between Irina and a boy.

(Eliot grabs pages)

Sophie: That’s still the heart of it.

Eliot: "The heart of it"? There’s like 10 pages here! You have a stunt. You have special effects.

Parker: "Sister Magda crosses and gets a loaf of bread." Wait, who's sister Magda?

(Sophie rolls out dramatically wearing a nun’s costume while ethereal music is playing)

Hardison: Tell me you didn't see that coming.

(Eliot grabs the pages and walks away)

sophie: is dramatic

eliot: surprised pikachu face

hardison: ??? were you expecting something else

- - - - -

Sophie: Listen. All right, look, look -- look at all this. This is my world, okay? You need -- you need someone to, I don't know, crawl through an air duct, you call Parker. Bash her head in - Eliot. Internet porn -- Hardison. If you need someone to take over a movie, then...

Nate: yes, an -- an actor. Right

sOpHiE bRuH

poor hardison, he never gets enough credit

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Nate: And... cut!

(everyone claps, Sophie sits up, smiling)

Eliot: She can't act.

Nate: She can act when it's an act.

Eliot (going to Sophie): Unbelievable.

Sophie Really?! Really?!

Eliot: Yeah, really. It was great.

eliot is such a supportive friend because literally his jaw dropped at her acting and literally the first thing he did when they said cut was rush over to her and compliment her

eliot is secretly a hype man disguised in many layers of gruff

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Hardison: Just take it slow until she leads you to Luca.

Parker: I can't believe they sent you to babysit me.

Hardison: I’m here on my own

hardison cares about her so quickly I’m soft

- - - - -

parker’s haunted look and glassy eyes when she stumbles into the room with all the children? her heavy breathing? how she has to brace herself on a bed frame so that she doesn’t fall over? heartbreaking

- - - - -

[Harbor]

(van pulls to a stop and Parker and Hardison get out, Parker pacing nervously)

Parker: This isn't just an adoption scam.

Hardison: I know. I already called Nate.

Parker: These are arms dealers, and they're using the orphanage for cover.

Hardison: I already called Nate. Now, look, we can go over this with the others back at the hotel.

Parker: We have to bail.

Hardison: No. no, no, no. What about Luca and the others? We can't leave them like that.

Parker: Why not?

Hardison: You don't mean that.

Parker: You think this is the only crappy orphanage in this place? This is a country full of orphans, okay? We can't save them all.

Hardison: No, but we can save this one. Parker, we can -- we can save this one. Look, I know growing up was tough. I-I know that you -- you grew up in the system. It was -- it was bad. I know. It was, it was worse than bad, but that doesn't mean that all foster parents are monsters. Mine wasn't.

Parker: You grew up with your grandmother.

Hardison: We called her "nana," but she was our foster mom. She, uh... she -- she would cuss like a sailor. The old girl would tan your ass just as soon as look at you. But -- but she fed us, she bathed us, she put a roof over our head. And, oh, she would raise hell if you so much as looked at us crooked.

Parker: Yeah?

Hardison: Yeah.

Parker: Well, you were lucky. No. We’ll put these kids in the system, and odds are, they're gonna -- they're gonna... (trying not to cry) they're gonna turn out like me.

Hardison: I like how you turned out.

(Parker breathes hard, getting control of herself)

Hardison: Let’s go

this whole conversation was a lot meta wise but also this was one of the real defining moments in their relationship in s1. it’s also one of the first times parker starts to open up to the team for real, even if it’s only hardison

also, I personally will never get over the “I like how you turned out”

- - - - -

Hardison: I ran humpty and dumpty through the usual databases. Chechen separatists. Seriously bad dudes.

(Eliot chuckles)

Hardison: After reading their bios, I don't think I’m ever gonna sleep again.

Eliot: Never tell a Chechen his sister has a nice smile. Trust me

eliot is an idiot

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Nate: Okay, let's go. (leads Luca forward)

Sophie (in Serbian): Everything’s going to be okay. Do you understand?

Eliot: Maybe this will help.

(Eliot leads Luca over to the Mortons)

Dana: Hi, Luca. Do you remember us?

(Luca smiles, Dana hugs him)

Dana: Thank you.

Joe: Thank you so much. Come on.

(The Mortons and Luca get in their car)

Eliot: I got to tell you, I had my doubts at first, this feels pretty good

and the eliot-being-soft-around-kids saga B E G I N S

- - - - -

parker trying her best to translate but just making the kids giggle

“men will sadden you” same

and what gets the kids up and going? Haagen-Dazs

- - - - -

fierce, determined parker beating up scumbags is my sexuality

parker isn’t violent a lot in terms of being anywhere close to the team’s fighter/hitter, but she fights so hard for the kids in this episode and it’s one of the only times we see her fight fight and that shows just how much she cares

- - - - -

Parker: Shh, shh, be quiet, they have armed guards at that door.

(door bursts open and a man falls through. Eliot stands in the doorway, looking angry)

Sophie: No, they don't

her team always has her back, even if they’re angry at her trying to go at it alone

- - - - -

parker spreading herself out to cover as much space as possible, bracing herself to get shot over and over with the hopes that at least none of the kids will im-

she’s so selfless sksjdnnsns

- - - - -

eliot being all gruff that things happened the way they did but smiling at the exploding building because they did it and the kids were safe

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THE FUCKING PROP TRUCK PLAYING SPOOKY AND WEREWOLF NOISES AS THEY DRIVE AWAY JUST TO MOCK THEM

bonus: nate’s “anD CUT”

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Parker: Hey, how did you know I’d be at the orphanage?

Nate: Thank Hardison for that. (follows Eliot)

Hardison: You know you could have gotten killed. Did -- did you even have an exit strategy?

Parker: I didn't really think that far ahead.

Hardison: You don't work alone anymore. You know that, right?

Parker: I know.

Hardison: We're a team…?

Parker: We're a little more than a team.

this important conversation but also HARDISONS SMILE

- - - - -

Parker: (gets on the van) Hey, Nate. I have to tell you something.

Nate: What is it?

Parker: We have to stop at Hagen Daaz.

Children: Hagen Daaz!!!

after all that they deserve like a billion pints of ice cream

#leverage #the stork job #leverage 1.06 #leverage 1x06 #notable moments #mine #leverage season 1 #season 1

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huntsman-ash · 4 years ago

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RWBY V8E4 LiveThoughts

And were back at it again, this week with turkey and Italian preserved sausage as a snack! Lets see what RT has for us this week.

Oh, 20 minutes. Are they normally this long?

Oh, wait, the openings almost 2 minutes long. Thats more like it.

And now to Robyn and Qrow. Seems Robyns actually liking Qrow a little bit now.

Guess the cells aren’t secured if a fly got into Schnee’s. This a “Fly on Mike Pence’s face” reference?

Qrow sounds more growly again. Did he get smacked back two seasons by Clover dying?

If by “darkness” you mean “Tyrian” then, yes. Also dude, its Clover. He was shit anyway. All the Aces are shit. Dont feel too bad about him.

And he’s got a point too. If Clover had thought with his head instead of his dick (yes, Im sure they were gonna fuck, Fair Games totally a thing), he probably wouldnt be dead now, and Tyrian would be the one with the sword through his chest.

But of course this is RWBY and V7/8 so things cant go their ways.

Ouch. Deep thoughts of Qrow. And some interesting stuff from Robyn too. I still think I’d prefer hopeandharmonizing’s Briar, though.

Marrows glare gives me life. Hare’s just a moron right now though, but thats no real surprise. She’s immature emotionally. Honestly, shes...kind of like a less bad version of our current President. Always has to be the best at everything, fastest, leader, whatever.

Thats probably why this is grating on her so much. Even though shes TECHNICALLY the Ace’s leader now (I think? Seemed like she was Clovers lieutenant, so by rate of succession she’s in command now)

A glance at the little floating control pad... “Clerance access only”. Okay, that...seems weird. Shouldnt it say something like authorized personell only? Maybe it means access by clerance only or something.

Then Robyn’s name, and then process ID 4591-27. No idea what thats useful for but its there.

Also Marrow seems to be the only competent member of the Aces rn.

Ah now we get to see some of the hills around Atlas. For those of you who have seen my headcanons on the Hunter-Killers and their base of operations, Fortress Academy, its out in these hills somewhere.

The music sounds like a boss fight.

The screen on Ren’s hoverbike reads “HVB Rhino” and “HD5800″ I can only assume HVB stands for “hoverbike” and Rhino must be its name, like how the dropships are Mantas. No clue what the number is.

Also apparently the cold in Solitas is so bad it corrupts machinery?

Ahh, good, some action. Lets see what we get now. Ohh, teamwork. And again, signs that aura allows you to move faster and farther than a normal human

Heh, it really is like a boss fight, like the chase scene at the end of the first Viking level in For Honor.

Oh, and it can call for reenforcements literally out of nowhere? Or is the whole tundra of Solitas just CRAWLING with Grimm?

Yes, yes it did just call for backup, Yang. Maybe these are all forward scouts and ambush units from the Grimmstorm. They did say its the biggest...

Another banger from Casey Lee Williams...

What the hell happened in Solitas to cause this geography? Seriously, its a line of bridges over a gap in two cliffs...that cant be natrual, not that equal in distance.

Man, those bikes didnt even last half an episode...I guess thats fair, they are facing obsurd odds. Or maybe they just want Yang to be the only one with a bike.

And there goes the dropwall. Woops.

Also you can just kinda see it but they bounce off the rock and thats why they slow down. Useful.

Also this part with them falling off the edge reminds me of the ending cutscene of Halo 4s Forerunner level, where Chief flies out of a portal and almost goes sailing off a cliff in a Ghost. Except here, the bike stays on the land and THEY go off the cliff.

I paused at just the right time cause YANGS FACE XD

Holy shit what are Ren’s weapons cables MADE OF? The one atop him is holding him AND the weight of his two teammates. And the one below has both Jaune and Yang. No sign of slippage or breackage at all.

Ahhh there’s the whaleship (Monstra? Fuck it Im gonna keep calling it the whaleship). So yeah my headcanon now is the mountain its right next too is Menachite, where Fortress is.

Oh hey back to the Schnee manor of all things! Does...this mean military invasion of the Schnee grounds. Hey Whitley. Lesbians are here.

Someone make a video cut of Weiss banging on the door to the “Knock knock open up the door its real!” part of that one song.

Hehehehhe. Nice Weiss.

Also convenient about the house staff. Good thing RT doesnt need to animate them or Willow now...

I hope the staff took some of the silverware and some paintings on the way out.

Why is MAY the one carrying Nora.

Ah so now they’re stuck out there with no cell service. Hehe.

Ah okay so the cold in Solitas DOES eat aura. Good, my headcanon still kind of stands.

I wonder, does wearing proper cold weather clothing (like bundled up stuff) help? Or does it cut right through...

Why is JAUNE the one hauling the bike? Isnt Yang the strongest? Or maybe they take turns.

Ahhh inter-team talking. Also, outpost. Hmm. Atlas one? Overrun if I had to guess. Unless he saw Fortress. Which I doubt.

I do love the circling shot here, with the light on Yang’s hair and the shadows on Ren. Its...really artistic and emotional. GREAT WORK RT.

Rens got points. And hes saying stuff I myself have been saying for ages, which is good. I wonder why this is how Ren is now...working with the Ace Ops? Being afraid of loosing Nora? No one tell him what happened last episode.

Also, Jaune’s hair seems to have gotten less crazy in recent episodes. It looks less like a banana and more like a close tactical cut.

Yangs got a point.

Ahhh and now we get to see the inside of the whale.

SALEM FOR THE LOVE OF GOD STOP SHOWING THE FUCK OFF. SERIOUSLY. WE GET IT.

...this is gonna be a really criingy torture section, isnt it.

Someones gonna take that “hound didnt break you” line in the WRONG direction

It is amusing the only thing holding Oscar down is the Hound actually.

Ah so they’re still searching the remains of Beacon.

Also I like how Salem calls them “her forces” as if its anything but a random bunch of expendable monsters. Like, bruh, you cant search anything with THAT.

Ignoring the boring chat between these two, notice how the Hound’s shoulder literally flexes and shifts when Salem touched it. I dont think this thing is solid at all aside from the head and the bone claws...the whole thing is just amorphous Grimm material that can adapt to whatever situation it requires. A specialist unit. A...Hunter hunter.

Yo what the fuck was that. Magic? Huh. Did we actually SEE magic for once in the show? Only took us 8 FUCKING SEASONS...

Doesnt seem to be anything but an energy blast/pain never firing though. I assume his auras still gone, cause its completely singed his shirt, but it didnt do much else.

...Im not impressed.

She really needs to stop touching his face, its creeping me out.

HAHA SHE CANT DO IT HERSELF SHE HAS TO RELY ON HAZEL BEATING THE SHIT OUT OF HIM. I think we know where she stands now, doesnt she...say what you will about her letting Hazel have his vengeance (which is very valid, even he admits hit), but me? I think she A) cant actually beat up on Ozma herself because she still cares and B) shes almost out of magic too. Its weakened as the Gods have been gone and shes been forced to rely on the Grimm and on pawns. Basically, once she and Oz are both gone? That’s it for magic. Remnant will belong to the Grimm...and to technology.

At which point without Oz around to hold them back Atlas is going to go fucking BONKERS and basically ensure the Grimm get pushed back into a corner and then finally permenantly STAMPED OUT.

More Whale insides. Seems like most of its empty grandious spaces. Or possibly muscle? Hard to tell. Either way theres a lot of open air in there...with tight corridors. If you fired a thermobaric warehead into one of the chambers the resulting blastc could possibly blow the doors off and send a raging fireball through the entire thing...Hmm. Filing that away for later.

NEO IS SO SHORT ITS FUNNY TO ME. I know its just positioning BUT SHE LOOKS EVEN SHORTER IN THIS SHOT THAN USUAL.

More note on the Hound; the “flesh” around its right shoulder spike actually sinks down when it stops moving. Its neck shifts and moves too, like the material isnt solid, but recirculating.

I also dont see any eyes. And it looks like it has some kind of...forehead mouth? Def looks like teeth down the ridge of its spine.

Oh boy yeah that...whole thing is basically melting in on itself.

I wont lie; hearing Cinder get berated by CORTANA (and yes, I still hear Cortana in Salem, espeically now that the two characters are kind of one and the same, both megalomaniacal leaders of giant armies, bar the fact that one of them is about a TRILLION times more dangerous than the other because one of them has access to Guardian Custodies and the other one is...well kind of lame and has to have beefy dudes beat up on small children etc) is pleasing to me.

Get fucked, Cinder.

And THERE is Cortana again too.

Neo Marry Popins’s Ya’lling is fucking CUTE. And I love her little smirk.

Wait the whale’s that close?

..oh my...hold on.

...thats it. THATS ATLAS’S AIR FLEET!?!

12 AIRSHIPS? 12? EXCUSE ME!?

ARE YOU LEGITAMETLY TELLING ME THE BIGGEST MILITARY ON REMNANT HAS FEWER AIRSHIPS THAN THE SMALLEST NAVY ON EARTH HAS FRIGATES? YOUR FUCKING KIDDING ME RIGHT? THERE HAS TO BE MORE SOMEWHERE. THIS IS A JOKE, A STRAIGHT UP FUCKING JOKE.

...

No, thats...thats it. Thats Atlas’s airfleet. 12 tiny vessels. I swear it was bigger last season...

...HA! HAHA! HA! Oh, Ironwood, and Atlas as a whole...you deserve everything your about to get. I hope you die SCREAMING, and that when your bodies fall bleeding and shattered to Mantle, the people down there will realize that, no. You cant just assume Hunters will do all the work for you

THIS IS REMNANT. ITS KILL OR BE KILLED. YOU EITHER MAKE A FORCE POWERFUL ENOUGH THAT THE GRIMM RUN FROM YOU OR YOU DIE INSTEAD. ATLAS FAILED. NOW THEY SUFFER.

Emerald stop simpin.

Also that is...the SHITTEST outpost...I have ever seen in my life. My overall thought process of Atlas is...sinking even LOWER than before.

Though it seems more like a waystation. Bed, Dust, some dudes coat on it. Dead heater. Its probably a rest spot for Specialists out in the tundra.

Ren does the emo sit. Lol. Yang even says it. Brood himself to death.

Alright whats this now...something forcing itself out of the tundra?

And thats it for today! Cool ass concept art at the end there too.

#rwby #rwby spoilers #spoilers #rwby v8

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pastagolia · 4 years ago

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Songs that make me think of my boyfriend and why -

I don’t expect anyone to read this all the way through I just like making lists and wanna share a little bit of my heart

Caught Up In You by 38 Special - it’s one of those songs where the singer never expected to fall in love and then they met someone who changed their life and dragged them into the eternal bliss and obsession of love, and not to get too personal on main (she says at the beginning of a list of songs that remind her of her favourite person) but that is literally what happened with us. Both of us wanted to be single forever, but after meeting each other we changed our minds and immediately started planning for our future together

I Don’t Wanna Miss a Thing by Aerosmith - I asked him what song reminded him of me, and he sent me this all casual like “yeah I was lowkey thinking of you while listening to this sooo” and then I listened to it and actively cried

Hey, Leonardo by Blessed Union of Souls - see this one is just an amazing song because it’s all about how, as the chorus says, “she likes me for me" - not because of anything like looks or money or anything, but because of personality and the love in the soul, which as an asexual person I relate to real hard

The Boys of Summer by Don Henley - this is technically one of those break up songs that sing about a summer fling and how he thinks about her all those years later, but I love it because 1. it’s a beautiful song and 2. the first time I heard it was in the car with him on the way back from the first thing we went to as a couple. I sat next to him in his car holding his hand shielding my eyes from the setting sun, heading back to his house to eat dinner and play Minecraft, and it was just so amazing

Summer of ‘69 by Bryan Adams - one time we were sitting in the car and he said “bruh this is my favourite song because he says 69 lol” and now I laugh every time I listen to it (I laughed beforehand too but now the humour has a bit of love in it)

Photograph by Def Leppard - he made me listen to it because he liked the guitar solo and it is already a banger, plus it’s kind of a love song (more like a lust song, but the lust is so easily disguised that I can sing it and still be all lovey without thinking about how this guy is basically wanking to a picture of a girl he likes)

Fat Bottomed Girls by Queen - I showed it to him because I thought he’d like it and apparently it’s one of his favourite songs so we sat in the car together scream singing about fat bottomed girls (and it’s kind of funny because he really did pick himself a fat bottomed girl so it’s funny to hear him singing about it lol)

Mr. Rainmaker by Warrant - this is just the sweetest song, here is the sweetest bit - “Mr. Rainmaker, don’t waste your time, cause I’ve found a girl who is permanent sunshine” - and that makes me smile so bad because he is my permanent sunshine

Share Your Address by Ben Platt - see this song is just a beautiful proclamation of love and the intention of spending the rest of your life with another person, which obviously has me thinking about the loml

Temporary Love by Ben Platt - while we’re on this Ben Platt album, temporary love is what I listen to whenever things get hard because it is about a couple pushing through the struggles of being intimate with each other and sharing their souls - “leaning on somebody’s never easy” - and that is so true, and a reminder that he loves me even when I feel scared to let him

I’m a Believer by Smash Mouth - this is good for a couple reasons 1. Shrek is a meme and half of our relationship is memes and humour 2. it’s another one where OP never thought he’d fall in love

Smooth (ft. Rob Thomas) by Santana - one of the songs that he recommended to me, so I think about him every time I listen

Hooked On a Feeling by Blue Swede - I am in fact hooked on the feeling that he’s in love with me. I was never appreciated by people I wasn’t related to whilst growing up, and the best friend I made in high school ended up just using me, so the idea that someone is actually in love with me and not pretending or using me is so beautiful

Walk This Way by Aerosmith - again, not a love song, but it’s a song that we both love and is a whole ass bop. Plus, when we were in high school, whenever we were trying to motivate our group to stop standing around and start walking we would start singing this, so not only is it a connection between us but it’s also a memory of a time when we were just friends and both secretly crushing on each other

Jack & Diane by John Mellencamp - a song that I got from his playlist that slapssss, and that kind of has some stuff that makes me think about him and about us

Hotel California by Eagles - this is a rock ballad. I am NOT a fan of rock ballads. But this is one of his favourite songs that he sings all the time, so back when I had a crush on him, I sat down and listened to it a billion times until it was stuck in my head and I was forced to like it so that we would have something in common, and now whenever I listen to it I think about him and what I would do for him

Mama I’m Coming Home by Ozzy Osbourne - this is another rock ballad but it’s one of his favourite songs so I conditioned myself to like it and now I love it and it makes me really happy, so particularly when the syncopated guitar comes in I think about him (no reason for the placement, I guess that��s just when I realised the song kind of went hard)

Dr. Feelgood by Motley Crue - my music taste is heavier metal and more exciting music (Black Veil Brides, Motley Crue, Metallica, Warrant, ACDC, etc) and his music taste is more chill classic rock (Queen, John Mellencamp, Aerosmith, Def Leppard, etc). I like a lot of his music - I’ll listen to pretty much anything as long as I can bop to it (that’s why I don’t like ballads) - but he doesn’t really like my harder stuff. This is one of the songs he recently admitted to liking, along with Enter Sandman by Metallica, so now I think about him when I hear them

then there’s a whole list of songs that I got from his playlist that are actual bops and I listen to mostly because I like them (but like a little bit of him still pops up when I listen), and LOTS of songs that I can picture us dancing to together in the car, screaming the lyrics and dancing and laughing together.

honestly I think what we’ve learned from this post is that I am in love with him and everything makes me think about him.

anywho, if you actually read all the way through this, hi I love you and I hope you will have/are having an amazing day. thanks for humouring me and letting me geek out about the one person in this world who chose to love me and has continued to choose to love me every single day

I literally cannot stop talking posting typing thinking about it and about him, I know it’s unhealthy to be obsessed, and honestly I don’t think I am obsessed, but you have no idea how crazy it is to me that there is someone in this world who picked me. out of everyone else in the world. he had a crush on the prettiest most talented girl in the whole school, and she liked him back, but he chose me. and he keeps picking me. every day he wakes up and sends me memes and tells me he loves me and takes as much time as possible out of his week to call me and thinks about me all day and tries his best for me. and that is crazy. I spent most of my life being told that the only reason I existed was to make other people happy and my worth was determined by how I let people use me and that people loved me not because of who I am but because of what I can do for them. so the fact that there is someone in this world who lets me be me in all my needy attention-whoring glory and loves me because of it shakes me to the core every single time I think about it.

and I can’t stop talking about it, I wanna tell everyone that stands still that someone is in love with me and chose me and doesn’t think that I’m annoying and thinks that I’m worth it just because I exist and not because of what I can do for him and I just wanna tell everyone everywhere that HE LOVES ME

okay that’s it, ya girl is gonna go to bed - if you couldn’t tell I sorely need it. sleep well, dear friends, and remember that life is beautiful, you are beautiful and worth it, and that no matter what kind of love you want - platonic, romantic, sexual - it is there for you and it will be more amazing than anything you can dream of

#the ramblings of a sleep deprived romantic piece of shit #don't mind me #i don't expect anyone to rb this #i just wanted to rant a little bit and share a tiny piece of my heart #cause if i hold it all in for too long i might explode #mine

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blackfemmecharacterdependency · 4 years ago

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BFCD Reviews by Nesha: Soul

Starting out... I got WAY more positive feedback and excitement from white people than I did the Black community... so, that's not a very great look to begin with, HOWEVER, this is Disney and I did already factor in the fact that they do not like the Blacks™️, so you'd best believe that I didn't enter this thing expecting much on the level of "Black ass story."

Furthermore, I check everything that I watch on IMDB before I watch, and there's hella *other folk* top billed that I didn't see much of in the Disney promos where they wanted to rope in that lingering "We Care" aftertaste of the thing that companies did over the summer and a portion of fall. You may have seent it - They made allegations of caring about the Blacks. Very trendy. Very Summer 2020.

So. Fine. Sure. Low expectations. Medium interest. High Black visibility, so I'm going to watch it, just for that fact. Mind you, we all remember that time when Princess and the Frog acted like there might be a Black princess and we got us a skrong Black girl who really was a frog the whole time, so the Black Disney bar is in hell for me at the start. All shade, all tea.

Film Starts: Off the top, I highly dig how the character designs remind me of Sugar Shack by Ernie Barnes.

I think that a lot of the audience is too young to even potentially have parents that listened to Marvin Gaye, so they may or may not have seen that artwork there or even on Good Times reruns, but my first thought upon seeing the characters was, "They look like that Black ass painting that we all know!" (The second thought was, "But the young folk might not know, so my brain might just be filling that connection in,") but STILL, a cool observation, even if only for me and me alone.

The fact that Disney+ don't let me do other shit on my phone while I watch stuff is trash. BUT. I saw on Twitter that the saxophone player is TIA FULLER. Who, I will admit I didn't know before Beyoncé, but BEYONCÉ'S SAX PLAYER IS IN THIS MOVIE and that's one of the most exciting things to me. (Followed closely by Auntie Phylicia Rashad, though I'm expecting that her role is small, being protagonist's mama).

But Tia!!!

Get your checks, Sis. Get that Disney check.

And let’s not also forget that in addition to be drawn like a queen and having a queen play her music, Sis was voiced by Angela Bassett. Dorothea Williams is the true star of this movie.

REVIEW TECHNICALLY BEGINS HERE (In my usual style of making notes live as a I watch and sharing them after the fact):

Bruh fell into a manhole??? 😂😂😂

Hey, I LOVE The Great Before.

Dang, this man's life was sad... but like... is this man gonna be a soul the whole movie? Is that his "frog?" Disney really said "No Negroes Beyond the Five Minute Mark."

Damn... the Zone... 🥺 These lost souls are relatable.

THIS DAMN CAT DIED! 😂😂😂

OK... So... they let the Black body come back to the main plot... and put a white lady voice in there. WHAT IS DISNEY'S GODDAMN PROBLEM? BECAUSE TECHNICALLY BITCH, THE BLACK CHARACTER IS TRAPPED IN A CAT BODY NOW. 😔

Moonwind doing body rolls while spinning that sign is sending me.

CONNIE DON'T QUIT! Whew. I'm glad she didn't quit.

This is a pretty good movie...

That shit with his mama made me tear up.

Kay, so I absolutely stopped taking notes and just watched the rest. Last thoughts: I appreciate that Joe was able to realize that his purpose wasn't what he had thought. I think that it absolutely exceeded my expectations of a Disney movie with a Black protagonist. I'd gotten word from dependable sources of the things that I wouldn't love about it, and I agree on some instances and disagree on others.

Like, the fact that the protagonist's plot point wound up being the character who was there to inspire others reeked of Magical Negro Trope, but at least he will have a happy life.

And I did enjoy the open-endedness of the story. I think that makes it so much more accessible to those who need the inspiration that was the theme of the movie.

One of these days, we will have a movie where the protagonist is Black, human, and whole the entire journey. For the time being, this really was ultimately a very cute movie and even though it's not something that I would rewatch, I would definitely recommend.

While it was not made for ME, I do see the appeal and the promise/potential. This movie is going to be a wonderful inspiration for so many kids and young people. It’ll be a source of wholesome entertainment and positive characters/representation. I love that for them.

#BFCD Reviews by Nesha #Nesha Watches #Nesha Watches Soul #Disney #reviews #spoilers #Soul #Dorothea Williams #Tia Fuller

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nehilistuniverse · 4 years ago

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I DUNNO

How do I explain people that I actually do not know the reason why I can’t be strong in front of women sexually and give in to easy because my bitch ass was groomed by a bunch of females so I have no boundaries there and do the most hyper sexual things.

I do have my suspensions on pride’s hypersexuality he talks like every person who ever got violated as a kid...

Maybe I am assuming and wrong and men are naturally on that level but I do worry about him and envy but maybe it’s the hormones.

I need to stop being so nosy and curios especially about an asshole that’s now had a whole ass funeral in my mind. Though death by infinite number of slaps but still.

I NEED TO KNOWWWWWW

I OVERTHINK A LOTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT

IMMA DIE OVERTHINKING

BITCH GO STUDY

Naah me still more hyper sexual lmaoooooo I am just too good at controlling myself because I anyway fear men and don’t trust them because they aren’t worth the trust anyway.

Yeahhhhh

I am running away aren’t I?

But the curiosity regarding these things is infinity I just need clarity and I won’t sleep properly until then because genuinely something funny is going on AND I NEED TO KNOW.

I am more of a go with the flow kind but I needddddd tooooo know or I am going to go bonkers. I swear I have not been able to study just because I have useless questions and I CAN’T CONCENTRATE I JUST CAN’T IT’S LIKE THAT ONE MANGA CHAPTER THAT I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR FROM THE PAST 6-7 YEARS

I HAVE NO PAITINCE I USED TO HAVE IT BUT I INVESTED IT ALL IN WAITING FOR MANGA RELEASE AND ONE THING I HAVE LEARNT FROM THAT IS NEVER WAIT FOR THEM FUCKING MANGA RELEASES THERE MIGHT NEVER BE ONE AND YOU WILL END UP MISSING OUT ON BETTER MANGAS.

IT REMINDS ME DID THEY EVER UPLOADED WALLFLOWER’S NEW CHAPTER BECAUSE I WILL REREAD IT IF NOT

FUCK REAL LIFE SUCKS ASS I WANT MY MANGAS BACK AND HOW DARE THEY STOP THEM FUCKING FREE SITES?!

I AM LOSING MY MIND SLOWLY AND DESENTING INTO MADNESS I AM VERY CLOSE

naah I am just being overdramatic and writing just for the heck of it. Isn’t that what I always do? Write whatever I want just for the heck of it because I like how it makes me feel less useless and how I am able to communicate without hesitation. I do take it too far at times because I enjoy it a lot BUT

I am never making this my profession it’s my sanity. If it becomes the very thing I run away from again I will break someone’s neck.

I do not want to be dictated what I have to write and what I should do in order to come up with the idea and how I am supposed to research

and I very specifically remember asking manjhi’s writer his process for coming up with the character’s personality and the way he went into details. Bruh. Also what do you mean the whole story should come in that 4 page that’s your script and only that’s accepted.

I swear my college made me hate writing. It just did. Somehow it made me realize the moment this becomes my profession and I start or go into technical writing or PR or anything of that kind I will lose my coping mechanism, my escape, my little heaven and I would not be able to forgive myself for that ever.

I am genuinely writing just for the heck of it and feels so free. I do imagine how beautiful and calming it must be typing on a typewriter.

I will buy myself one. Some day I will. I do not know but after watching the little woman I suddenly started missing writing but I am scared. It’s like I am never able to figure out what I want my character’s personality to be like and how do I keep it consistent through out and how do I channelize different voices for different characters?

And how does one do that? That too consistently because the only way to ever pull that off is to write consistently. Consistency suckssssssss. That’s one thing I genuinely want to learn. The art of being consistent without taking anyone’s help.

I am genuinely tired. Imagine being sponsored by a company that sells typewriters. I remember how I used to be crazy about writing once upon a time and was so determined to make it my “profession” what a silly child I was.

My dreams demand more and so does my family at least for now and I genuinely can’t write without having to suffer through the pain of a monotonous life because writing is essentially my escape. If it stops being that ever again I will lose it.

I mean I have seen how other writers live as book bloggers on youtube. The highly notorious “BookTube” is filled with those who can afford expensive books and the goddamned book shelves. Book heaven and almost all have those tiny what is that company’s name Branes and nobles? I guess? The have their tiny harry potter figurines. Also everyone just suggests expensive books. I though still adored illumine files. I am yet to read the other two books in the series.

You know what I miss the most? Metro rides to my college. I genuinely miss being sleep deprived shaky and standing waiting for a seat to clear so I can sit. Even that used to be a game. Always stand near the pole in the middle so you can see in the front but also see the seats behind you in the reflection of the mirror.

The being the first one to be able to grab that seat, taking out your earphones turning the music on loud and taking out a book from your bag so you can hide your face and forget about the crowd. I miss the yellow light.

I miss metro so much. It used to be my second home. My ticket to freedom. I remember coming home late at 8 and running from the metro station till the gate to my “campus”

There was a distance of 1 km approx.? I remember freaking out only to find out that my parents were out shopping. I don’t think they know the amount of times I have reached home by 8-8:30

You see my parents are strict and will never let me be out when it has started to get dark. I miss my freedom.

I don’t want to go out and explore the society there way too many people always walking at any given time. I miss empty streets. I miss being forced to walk for 3-4 kms just to save money by kushal. I miss how he used to act like my big brother in this awful place where I was left to fend for myself.

I even miss that one birthday I missed. I was not awake on my 19th birthday xD I technically was. Actually it was supposed to be my first birthday so I had spent the whole night before planning but suddenly there was this message to submit fees at my college. So I went to my college with a poorly made check. Mind you my college is 30 kms away from the place where I used to live. It took me 45 mins to reach my college. I went there with no cheque book. They straight up refused to take it so I had to travel back and get my cheque book xD I did the whole thing and bought myself a bottle of milkshake.

I went back to hostel and asked this “Friend” of mine to wake me up after this time in case I don’t come out because I really want to celebrate my birthday. Technically either the friend group or your floor mates are supposed to make you cut cake at 12 but I didn’t realize this back then and this bitch she knew but didn’t care she was using me as a person she could cry to. She didn’t care at all this selfish prick that I used to call my “friend” she made me feel so alone and then she also didn’t wake me up. I woke up and cried so much I had even missed dinner. I took warden’s permission watched some animated movie made myself Maggie (it has always been my comfort food) and just cried myself to sleep.

I sometimes do wish somebody out there cared because all my life I have met selfish people who would rather use me. I keep meeting them and I have learnt to never give such kind a second chance and even if I do I only feel hate. I still hate that person. I hate each and every selfish person out there. There is a difference between being someone who loves themselves and someone who is way up their butt. I know people who love themselves. I adore them.

Where as selfish people have no place in my life. It’s the stupidest thing but I genuinely do not know how to forgive someone. I mean it took me years to forgive my own parents and they care. Once I get resentment in my heart I don’t care how much I care about you or love you I will harm you. I will make sure you go insane slowly and surely with more hurt you place upon my shoulder.

I sometimes do think I made my parents life a living hell for a few years. On the daily I used to make them count all the horrible things they have done. Each and every day and it went on for years. I am a little cracked in that department. I hold on too tight and no one can make me let go of it. I will end up hurting you again and again and again for years before I actually get the proof you are no longer a threat to my mental health and you are no longer selfish.

I have handled way too much in my life but disrespect and selfish behavior is one thing I can no longer tolerate and the fact I did try to tolerate it just because I needed answers is so damn crazy to me.

The fact it even induced flashbacks/nightmares from my past. It’s so fucked up that I was trying to look for some kind of clarity. Some kind of closure and honest to god I still want it because I really want to know and I do not know how to stop my overthinking. I genuinely do not know. It’s almost like somebody has power to my mind and I do not like it or the person. I am officially at my breaking point and hate the guts of the person. HOW LOW CAN ONE STOOP?

What did I ever do to deserve this? I want the answers so badly. I need clarity. It’s not a want it’s a need and I want it on text. So I can remember and put things together. I just want that. 6 Fucking months.

Just to get my answers. I got so involved that I actually tried to chase a dude I knew was emotionally unavailable. I even tried to befriend. I literally reached my limit. I have always been in it for the answers. The fact I have to make peace with the fact I might not get them until maybe years later sucksssss. I dunno from where to where I went but this is just me ranting it all out and taking all of my frustration out and reminding myself. I will keep reminding myself of the hurt and the pain we went through just so we don’t repeat the cycle ever again with someone else.

This was an experience but never again. The fact I got so involved that I had even started to give life advice lmao. We could have been awesome ass friends. It’s shitty how it had to come to this point that now I actually hate him and don’t ever even by mistake want to cross paths with him, don’t want to see his face or anything.

Not even the online presences I don’t even want that in my life. I just want freedom from this pain. It’s way too painful. I have went through way too much bullshit that I didn’t even deserve and I have never stooped so low for anyone. I genuinely feel like I betrayed myself aging and again and again on repeat just for the tiny clarity.

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chaoticbis · 4 years ago

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julie and the phantoms live reactions: episode 1-4

ep 1

YOU’RE TELLING ME THEY DIED BY EATING HOTDOGS!!!!!

i know i made a post on how luke and declan (degrassi) look similar, but they even kind of sound the same

how big is this girls house?

wait, was the woman in the beginning her mom?

i think your cute, reggie

whats that cross doin to stop them. does it also have magic powers

also, where tf does she expect them to go? back to the hotdog car.

mighty microwave

why do they not like their aunt?

oh shit, secrets revealed!

mysterious man

she just knows every note and shit of this song shes never heard? like i think its implied she does know how to play piano, but she knows all the lyrics?

*takes hands off piano, music keeps playing lol*

wasn’t it night time when alex bumped into the mysterious man, but now its day?

her mom only used four sheets of paper for a three minute song? or was it not three minutes and im trippin

ep 2

ghosts <3

if they were real friends, not seeing each other every day shouldn’t be a problem -_-

bruh, like she was trying to tell you

okay, but like, why can she only see them?

ok, julie has had to had lived there for at least a year if not more, why is all their stuff there, did they just not bother to clean this studio out like ever?

was luke trying to threat reggie out of the band? lol

julie dropped out one day ago, and they already found a replacement?

are all their parents dead? they can’t be.

oh my gosh, alex’s parents were homophobes, and they all have shitty parents. i can’t. why is this show so sad?

was alex always wearing a fanny pack as a backpack, or am i trippin

yee-haw

is the cliffhanger at the end of the show whether they sell the house?

but she never told them where the kitchen was

they didn’t move :)

wait, so does she not go to school because shes not in the program?

thems going to get caught

LET ALEX DANCE!

luke kind of sounds like niall horan when he sings

none of them look 17 (and idk how old julie is)

ep 3

“algorithms and science stuff”

reggie dropping it like its hot

reggie your too good for those girls

so the whole music thing was a problem, until it wasn’t

i keep forgetting they’re technically 17, and every time someones like “they’re hot” i get confused.

this girl is so dramatic. they’re definitely not friends lol

oh god, this trope. is this fucking camp rock.

so bobby was just dropped. c’mon, they didn’t even try to look for him

i would also like to know the mechanic of being a ghost

oh shit, its jay from descendants lololol

dinged?

accident=hot dogs

luke has no concept of personal boundaries and or space does he

is julie the reincarnation of bobby lol

the amazing race 18; unfinished business

luke needs to take a chill pill

ey ey ey, don’t bash my boi reggie like that

is it a default move for luke and reggie to sing into the same mic?

ep 4

is this a musical now

is luke the reincarnation of her mom? lol kidding

wait, did he want to jump the bench? because they moved it, and he didn’t jump it?

i support reggies dream of having a country album

is it about his dog?

oh shit!!!!!!!! bobby

they did not just roll up to this girls house

she just lets them have free reign of the house

nick-a-licious

oh no, i already know whats going to happen

they’re not going to show up...

ok im just going to not do this anymore because im not funny.

#julie and the phantoms #jatp

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bagelbite · 6 years ago

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my thoughts on far from home

literally amazing oh my god. it is up there in my “absolute favourites” for both marvel movies and just movies in general. im just gonna word vommit my thoughts and then probably spam with other people’s posts lol.

!!!THIS POST CONTAINS SPOILERS!!!

- okay so the obvious: the cast. bruh i mean we all know that tom holland is incredible and everything, but i will say im a little bitter that everyone is acting like jake gyllenhaal is this “new” actor like hello he has be phenomenal for years like im glad hes getting the attention now because his performance of mysterio was literally god tier (he went completely feral with the role and it was amazing). also zendeya and jacob batalon are amazing but we weren’t surprised about that

- “you deal with the suit, i’ll deal with the music” its fine im not sobbing or anything

- THE HUMOR oh my gosh this movie is so funny like it perfectly captures the unmatched chaotic energy of a lovestruck-highschool-boy-that-is-also-a-superhero. like john watts does such a good job of shooting this movie so you never get to forget that peter is just a kid and he’s learning how to do everything and hes confused but trying his best

- it has all of these amazing action shots that just capture and demonstrate how capable peter is with his powers and athleticism and this movie actually shows the spidersense (or the peter tingle) in an AMAZING way like bruh i was sitting on the edge of my seat in those scenes

- i once again have to emphasize just how amazing jake gyllenhaal is in playing mysterio, as well as mysterio as a character. this is finally a marvel villian that isnt boring and forgettable, like bruh BRUH mysterio is amazing. and i love the fact that he is just a human. like he doesnt have any of these insane or threatening powers, hes just amazingly smart and borderline off his rocker. like he starts off and hes composed and thinks ahead for every possible option and he keeps himself in control, but slowly through out the movie you see him just go further and further off the edge to where he gets desperate and lashes out and doesnt care about the consequences. but then the mid credit scene reveals that even when hes dead and pushed to his end, he still had a plan to get back at peter.

- i love how in peters eyes, the other kid that was going after MJ (i forgot his name) was essentially as big a problem as literal global destruction like what homeboy

- even dead im the hero DONT TALK TO ME

- THE ENTIRE PART WHERE QUINTEN IS JUST TORMENTING PETER AND MAKING HIM QUESTION EVERYTHING BRUH like obviously that shit hurt (he literally had to watch mj “die”, saw his father-figure and mentor rise from the grave and come to attack him, as well as feeling completely helpless multiple times, thinking hes safe when fury shoots quinten but then it reveals that it was just an illusion to only further that he cant trust anything he sees)

- he literally got his by a train can this boy please get a break hes like sixteen

- omg im gonna cry thinking about the part when happy came and peter was so relieved and then the trauma of the hallucinations came back and he immediately put his guard back up and was ready to fight or run if it wasnt happy, but then he just completely breaks down when he realizes that hes safe

- HAPPY IS ONE OF THE MOST UNDERRATED CHARACTERS IN THE MCU!!!!!! this man was there for tony’s entire journey and helped him every step of the way and he genuinely cared for tony as a friend and platonic companion, and he had to watch his best friend die. and then he watches the “adoptee son” of tony go through a very similar journey, but years sooner than tony ever had to deal with it. and he watches peter doubt himself in the same areas tony did, but now hes been through helping tony so he knows how to help peter too. idk man i love happy and i get mad when hes forgotten

- we arent even going to talk about all of the similarities between peter and tony like ow ow OW OW OW

- one question, the multiverse is fake right? bc quentin technically faked it right so that means it isnt real? i hope its not real tbh bc that would make stuff even messier than it already is

- tbh i didnt really like fury being talos in the end but idk we’ll see what they do

- THE MUSIC HOW HAVE I NOT MENTIONED THAT YET BRUH THIS SOUNDTRACK IS INCREDIBLE

- okay i was shook at how much character depth they were able to give flash in literally like a few seconds. 1) when they were being picked up at the airport he was greated by a butler or bodyguard or something and he says “could mother not make it” and 2) he looked genuinely effected finding out that “spiderman watches my instagram?!”. both of these show you that he is truly just a kid that is ignored and left behind by his family and he is desperately seeking attention from anyone he can get it. and it doesnt excuse his aggressive behavior towards peter, but it does explain it

- again on the filming style and director choices, i loved how they filmed quentin’s big reveal plan like a “brooklyn 99 introduction” as i saw it so perfectly describe by @universe-exe

- PETER HAD HIS WHOLE IDENTITY EXPOSED which like lets be honest it was coming this boy can never keep his mask on but still it should have been on his own terms AND ALSO IT WAS DONE IN A WAY THAT FRAMES HIM AS BEING THIS MANIAC VILLIAN LIKE BRUH AND WE HAVE TO WAIT FOR THE NEXT MOVIE TO FIGURE OUT LIKE WHAT WHAT WHAT IM FREAKING OUT

- as much as i love how whump filled this movie is, i feel so bad for peter. he has only been a superhero for a handful of years and he has been through SO much like can this boy please just go to school and be a high schooler. like if this keeps up at this rate, he will literally be peter b parker from spiderverse in a matter of years

but yeah those are my thoughts and im hurt i love this movie so much like bruh im seeing it again tomorrow and i will be buying it as soon as possible i love it so much

#ffh #spiderman #spiderman far from home #far from home #marvel #marvel cinematic universe #mcu #tom holland #jake gyllenhaal #zendaya #jacob batalon #peter parker #mysterio #quentin beck #mj #mary jane #ned leeds #my post

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gabriel-agreste-has-no-rights · 5 years ago

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Rating: T

Chapter Summary: Luka helps XY find some musical inspiration in unlikely places, and faces a revelation of his own.

Word Count: 5631 | Chapter 1/4

Notes: For @luxyweek! See AO3 for more notes. Today’s prompt is Eye Contact but I needed that for a later chapter so here’s Collaboration instead

XXX

“Dude, can you play, like, anything besides the same four chords?”

Luka groaned and slammed his guitar down on the bed. “I don’t know, can you say anything that isn’t rude?”

“I’m just trying to help!” XY straightened from where he was slouched against the wall of Luka’s room.

Luka’s room. Which XY had invaded for the fourth time this week. He would’ve kept him above deck, but here there was less chance of Juleka seeing him and teasing him about it.

“Xavier—”

“It’s XY, bruh.”

“Xavier,” Luka repeated, because he wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction of using the nickname that was reserved for his peeps. “You literally ripped off my music. I don’t see you making anything better.”

XY scoffed. “I could. If I had my synths, and your, I don’t know, guitar noises—”

“No. I’m not falling for that again.”

“C’mon, dude! Tell me a bass-boosted version of your riffs wouldn’t be awesome!”

“Now you know what a riff is.” He rolled his eyes. Was XY trying to be stupid? It was almost unbelievable that he’d put up with him for the past three days. He only allowed it because XY would surely be leaving the hotel in a week or two. Talentless or not, he was an international pop star. He had to have things to do besides slum around in Paris, particularly in Luka’s “unsexy garbage heap.”

He’d been sure not to clean his room just to spite him.

Luka sighed and picked up his guitar again, but at that point XY was idly bouncing a rubber ball that he’d found among the clutter. The thwump against the woven rug kept jarring him out of his groove.

“Whatever. If you’re just gonna play chords, at least do ‘Wonderwall’ again. That at least kind of slapped.”

“I’m not here for your entertainment. I’m still fine-tuning Marinette’s song.”

Which would be much easier to do without XY’s background noise. With him around, all Luka could hear were sharps and twangs and thump-thump-thump beats. Not the kind of music that would suit Marinette.

“What’s your deal with her, anyway? Is she paying you for this?”

“She’s… someone special,” Luka settled on, strumming a soft run. “I’m just happy to enjoy the music her presence brings.”

“So, like, she’s got some background music that follows her around? That’s pretty dope.”

“No, like—ugh, nevermind.” He guessed it was like background music, her presence was so strong. She was just always moving, and she had a way of inspiring others just by being there, and—

“Yo.”

When had XY gotten close enough to wave his hand in front of his face? For being so obnoxious the rest of the time, he somehow managed to be sneaky when he wanted to. Or maybe Luka had just been that caught up in thoughts of Marinette.

“So, basically, you’re ripping off this Martini’s BGM—”

“It’s Marinette.”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever. Anyway, you’re just ripping off her beats, so hah.”

XY smirked, as if that was supposed to be a mic-dropping burn.

Luka scooted back and put his guitar between them to keep the other boy from invading his space again. Though honestly, he was more likely to ignore it and crush the guitar with his knees.

“Did no one teach you the difference between inspiration and plagiarism?” Luka asked before shaking his head. “Nevermind. I know the answer to that.”

“I don’t vibe with ‘perspiration.’ That’s what deodorant’s for.”

That was a joke. That had to be a joke, right? But XY’s blue eyes were still staring at him seriously.

I can’t believe I almost thought those eyes were cute.

“That’s it.” He stood up and slung his guitar over his shoulder. “Enough sitting around. I’m going to show you what inspiration really is.”

“Ooooooh.” XY sprawled across the now-open space of Luka’s bed, his palm braced against his cheek as he made the kissy face Luka had come to learn meant trouble. “You’re gonna sweat for me?”

Luka was about three seconds from slamming his head against the wall.

“Just come on.”

XXX

“Where are we going? Why do I have to wear your stupid hoodie? My hair is never gonna stick up straight after this.”

Luka tried to tune out XY’s constant stream of questions. He should be glad Luka let him borrow his hoodie—it was probably the only thing keeping him from being swarmed by teenage girls as they walked to the Dupain-Cheng bakery.

When XY finally shut up, Luka glanced back to make sure he was still following. He half expected the other boy to have just gone back to the hotel, but there he was, still strolling casually and… sniffing Luka’s hoodie?

“What are you doing.”

“What?” XY’s head jerked up, like he hadn’t just been burying his nose in the crook of his ebow. “Nothing.”

“Stop sniffing my clothes. It’s weird.”

“You were the one who made me wear it.” He crossed his arms.

At risk of learning something he’d regret, Luka asked, “Why are you sniffing my hoodie.”

“Y’know, I was expecting it to smell like your garbage heap, but you’ve got some kind of cologne that’s actually really—”

“Nevermind, I don’t want to know.” He just hoped his hoodie didn’t smell like XY by the end of the day.

What did XY smell like, anyway?

...That was a dumb question. He wasn’t going to think about it.

“Yo, what’s that sick noise?” XY perked up again, his head swiveling back and forth.

“What noise?” All Luka could hear were passing cars, chattering pedestrians, and—

“Rloo-rloo, rloo-rloo.”

Luka groaned at the sight of Mr. Ramier once again blowing into his pigeon call. How many times did Ladybug and Chat Noir have to teach him this lesson?

“C’mon, let’s get out of here.” Luka tugged on XY’s sleeve. Nothing good would come from hanging around the man when he was feeding his pigeons. Soon Officer Raincomprix would show up, and then Hawkmoth would akumatize Mr. Ramier for the seventeenth time, and then Luka would be stuck trying to keep XY from getting bombed by attack pigeons.

“Wait, I gotta see what kind of instrument that is! It’d make a great effect in my next track!”

XY pulled out of his grip and dashed off towards Mr. Ramier. Luka just sighed and dropped his forehead into his palm.

Maybe he should just cut his losses, let XY keep his hoodie, and go back home. It wasn’t like XY would know what real inspiration was if it whacked him over the head, anyway.

But it was his favorite hoodie.

Thankfully, XY had scared away most of the pigeons when he charged towards Mr. Ramier, leaving the man frowning.

“Young man, can I help you?” He asked politely in spite of his obvious disappointment.

Luka felt a pang of guilt. Before Hawkmoth had come around and made Mr. Ramier into an actual danger, he’d been pleasant to talk to from time to time. It wasn’t like Luka cared if feeding pigeons was technically against the law.

“Yeah! Can I have that sick instrument?” XY pointed to the bird call, and Mr. Ramier blinked.

“This? But I need it to call back my pigeons that you scared away. They’ll be quite hungry this fine afternoon. It’s been days since I’ve come to see them.”

“Pshaw, birds don’t care about music.”

“It’s not even an instrument,” Luka muttered to himself, not that XY would care.

“My pigeons have excellent taste. I’m not sure what your point is, young man, but I cannot give up my pigeon call.”

Maybe it would be better if he did. At least then Mr. Ramier would have to have a different akumatized object during his next stint as Mister Pigeon.

Granted, taking the bird call would probably lead to an akumatization…

“Leave him alone, Xavier,” Luka sighed.

Both XY and Mr. Ramier looked at him before bursting into a flurry of excuses.

“If you think I’m about to give him my prized pigeon call—”

“Bruh, it sounds so cool—!”

“I wasn’t bothering anyone—”

“Just imagine a nice dubstep beat with that—”

“XY!” Luka finally snapped. “Sorry, Mr. Ramier, I forgot Xavier was your name too.”

XY and Mr. Ramier shared a glance.

“Dude,” XY said, going in for a fist bump.

Mr. Ramier raised an eyebrow. “Regardless of if we have the same name, you’re not getting my pigeon call. Good day.”

He brushed off his trousers and rose from the bench. A few pigeons trailed after him, pecking at the ground near his shoes.

“Aww, come on!” XY pursed his lips in a pout. It was ridiculous; he had enough money to buy a hundred bird calls.

Or there was an even simpler option.

“Mr. Ramier?” Luka asked before the man could stride away. “What if we recorded the sound of your bird call? Would that be alright?”

He blinked. “Why, of course. As long as you are polite to the pigeons when you call them.”

“Yeah, sure, whatever.” XY grinned while whipping out his phone. “This is gonna be lit!”

A few rloo-rloos later, the pigeons were back in full force, and XY was satisfied. Why he cared so much about some weird noises was beyond Luka, but at least no one had been akumatized.

“Say hello to Anarka for me.” Mr. Ramier waved as they left, and Luka guiltily waved back.

He hoped their next stop at Marinette’s house would be a little less dramatic.

XXX

Marinette’s jaw dropped. “You want me to what!?”

Luka winced. Marinette hadn’t spent all week with XY the way that he had. She didn’t know that while he was definitely annoying, he was also completely harmless—at least when his dad wasn’t around.

“I’m sorry if I upset you. I’ve just been trying to show Xavier what real musical inspiration looks like, and I’m always inspired when I’m around you.”

“Really? Well, um… th-thanks, Luka.” A cute blush stained her cheeks, but she quickly turned around and gestured to the pile of fabric on the desk behind her. “I’ve got so much to get done though. Even if I wanted to help XY—and I can’t say I do after how he treated Kitty Section—I just don’t have time.”

She sighed, sounding legitimately regretful. He could practically hear the melancholy arpeggios backing her voice. It was tempting to sling his guitar off his back and play it for her now.

“How would I inspire XY, anyway?” she asked him. “I know you’re, um… well, I understand how I could inspire you, but that’s because…” She shook her head. “Nevermind. The point is, I’m not magic.”

Oh. Right. Luka had been so caught up in inspiring XY—and proving that Marinette was worth making music for—that he hadn’t exactly thought his plan through. XY had terrible taste in inspiration, if the bird call was anything to go by. He wouldn’t care.

Why did Luka care if he cared?

“Yo, are you Marinade?”

She screamed and jumped on the back of her chaise when XY’s head poked up through the trapdoor. While he still wore Luka’s hoodie, the hood was down so his blond hair again stood straight up.

“Xavier, I told you to wait in the bakery,” Luka hissed under his breath.

“Marinade’s parents said to bring up some pastries.” He shrugged and pushed the plate across the floor before folding his arms over the ledge.

“It’s Marinette,” she deadpanned, looking as stern as she could with her arms crossed while perched at the top of her chaise.

“Yeah, that’s what I said.” XY looked at her like she was stupid, and Marinette glared. Not at him, but at Luka.

He swallowed. Anger wasn’t a pleasant addition to her melody.

“You brought him here?” she asked Luka, not bothering to lower her voice. “I know you wanted my help, but I’d rather you ask first.”

Right. Marinette was just always so willing to help everyone, but maybe he’d inadvertently taken advantage of that. After all, she clearly had way more sewing jobs than he’d realized, and she’d only just recently finished their Kitty Section shirts.

“I’m sorry,” he apologized again, fingers twitching over his guitar strings. Maybe he’d have to throw in a clashing chord as a counterpoint to her sweet music.

“Wait, I remember you.” XY squinted up at her. “You’re the one who made those sick costumes, right?”

“Oh, now he’ll admit it.” She threw her arms in the air.

“Hey, it’s not my fault Dad only gave me a few days to steal—er, come up with a costume design.” He finished climbing out the hatch and stared around the room. “I see why you called her persperational, Lu. These clothes are ballin’. Could use more purple, though.”

Marinette blinked, her mouth falling open dumbly. Luka had gotten used to most of XY’s weird American slang, but she probably wouldn’t know that was a pretty decent compliment.

“Let’s just leave before you steal something else.” Luka attempted to push XY back towards the hatch, but he slipped under his arm and made a break for Marinette’s desk.

His foot landed on the sewing machine’s pedal, sending the needle whirring. No fabric was under it, but that didn’t stop Marinette from shouting.

“Quit it! You’ll tangle the bobbin thread and—don’t touch that! It’s for Nino’s birthday!”

She looked to Luka for help as XY ran his hands over her black fabric. As if Luka knew how to control the reckless idiot. At least he’d stumbled off the pedal.

“Oooooh.” He ignored them both and held up the hoodie. There was green piping along the sides and pockets, and cat ears dangled from the hood. “Is Kneeknob some kind of furry?”

“No.” Marinette snatched it out of his hands and inspected the stitching. It looked finished to Luka; he hoped XY hadn’t damaged it. But Marinette sighed in relief. “I know you’re pretty new to Paris, but even you should recognize the Chat Noir theme. Nino’s a big fan.”

“Pshaw, of course I’ve met Cat Noir.”

Luka grimaced at his American accent. Cat Noy-er.

“He and Ladybug saved me from Lu when he went crazy,” XY continued. “He was so mad because we took—er, remixed your designs, right? Are you his girlfriend?”

Luka tried his best not to blush. Marinette already knew that he liked her, and XY normally picked way worse nicknames than “Lu.” He had nothing to be embarrassed about—except the fact that he’d brought this idiot into her house.

“I—I’m...” She looked at Luka’s hopeful face and sighed. “No, I’m not. I’m in love with someone else.”

XY looked between the two of them. His blue eyes, normally glossed over with boredom, had an odd expression in them. “Huh. Your loss.”

Luka wasn’t sure if XY was talking to him or Marinette. Either way, he had to be joking. Just egging Luka on, trying to rile him up like he always did. Maybe he wanted Luka to get akumatized again. Or maybe he was just mean.

He was so distracted trying to puzzle out XY’s probably meaningless words that he nearly missed XY haggling Marinette for a scrap of the fabric she’d used on the hoodie.

“I’d be a furry if I got to wear this kind of stuff,” he said, pocketing the black square. “I wouldn’t dress up as the Cat, though. You know who’s really cool? That snake dude I saw on the news. That tiny guitar was very sexy.”

“It’s a lyre,” Luka said at the same time as Marinette. Why that was the part they chose to dispute, he didn’t know. His face was burning by this point; it was probably best to get XY out before he either stole something or exposed Luka’s secret identity.

“Thank you for your time, Marinette,” he said quickly. “I’ll find someone else to teach XY about inspiration.”

“Of course. You know, you could always try asking Nino. He works in the same kind of genre as him. I hear he’s a fan, too.” She forced a grin and picked up the plate of pastries XY had left on the floor.

Nino. Luka remembered him hanging around the Liberty every once in a while, though he’d never heard Nino’s music. He didn’t feel like sticking around long enough to get Nino’s number from Marinette; he’d text Juleka for it.

He was just about to disappear down the hatch when she spoke up again, her voice soft.

“And just so you know… I am sorry.”

He gave her as gentle a smile as he could. “Don’t worry about it.”

He knew that she had a crush on Adrien. He couldn’t ask her to change the song in her heart.

He just hoped he could change the song in his.

XXX

“I still don’t get why you wanted me to see Marmalade so bad. I don’t make my own costumes.” XY was rubbing the black square of fabric between his fingers as they walked back towards the Liberty. “Did you think she’d see you with me and get jealous? Am I just some part of your plan to get a girlfriend? ’Cause that’s pretty unsexy of you.”

Luka rolled his eyes. As if anyone would be jealous of having to put up with XY.

“Says the guy who’s only ever used people for selfish reasons.”

“Pshaw, have not.” XY spun, walking backwards and nearly tripping into the crosswalk.

Luka, out of reflex, reached for his hand. It was warmer than he expected as he yanked XY back upright.

XY froze for a moment. The other pedestrians streamed by on either side of the crosswalk. Luka’s eyes darted down to their linked hands. How had their fingers enlaced?

“Tell me one person you haven’t used, then.” Luka ignored the tingles that ran down his arm while dragging him to the other side of the street.

“I’m not using you now,” he huffed, rubbing the hand Luka dropped against his pants. “You’re the one who wanted to drag me around to see your not-girlfriend.”

“Because you wouldn’t shut up! If you’re going to trash talk my music, you can at least have the nerve to make your own!”

XY’s eyes widened at Luka’s outburst. His face looked a little bit red; was he about to snap back at him? Luka didn’t know if he could keep his calm, not after being rejected by Marinette again.

But no, XY recovered his cool. “I—I will make my own music. I’m gonna make the most cash money music you’ve ever heard, and then you’ll regret ever sleeping on the extraordinary XY.”

He threw his hand sign and got a few odd looks from strangers on the street. If anyone recognized the gesture, they weren’t impressed. Or didn’t recognize him under Luka’s hoodie.

“Then prove it. We’ve still got one more stop to make.”

Luka got out his cell phone and sent a few texts, quickly ending up with Nino’s address and permission to stop by.

If XY had even a note of music in his heart, Luka was going to find it.

XXX

“Dude, no way!” Nino said when Luka sheepishly introduced XY at his apartment doorstep. “Yeah you guys can come in! When you said you wanted to help a friend with some music, I didn’t think you meant you wanted me to collab with XY!”

“Finally, a homie with some taste.” XY slung his arm around Nino’s neck, jostling his headphones. If Luka didn’t know better, he would’ve thought they were already friends. But XY was just overly familiar like that.

“You actually like his music?” Luka asked as they made their way to Nino’s room. The apartment was painted a dark brown, mostly tidy, but with patches of disorder that rivaled the Liberty. Video game cartridges, tiny dinosaurs, and toy robots spilled out of a bedroom that they passed.

Nino’s room was only marginally cleaner. Some shirts, sheets of homework—Luka shuddered at that—and records were piled on his desk and bed. What took up the most space, though, was the DJ’s turntable, synth board, and meter-high speaker system against the back wall.

“Who doesn’t like XY’s music?” Nino asked as if Luka was the crazy one. “I mean, I know Adrien’s got some beef against him, but he’s always been more of a classics guy. Station Nation, Jagged Stone, stuff like that. But if you like electronic music, XY’s your man. And he’s in my bedroom!”

XY beamed, basking in the praise. Luka thought he’d be used to it, being an international pop star, but his joy seemed genuine. As did Nino’s. Marinette must never have told him about what really went down with Kitty Section.

“Don’t get too excited. Xavier doesn't make his own music.”

“Bruh!” XY smacked his arm. “Not cool!”

“What? It’s true. I brought you here for inspiration, not so you can take advantage of Nino’s talent.”

Maybe it would’ve been more tactful not to crush Nino’s opinion of one of his favorite artists, but Luka had never claimed to be good with words.

“...You’ve lost me.” Nino took off his cap and scratched his head. “XY, you need my help to make some music? Did you lose your spark or something?”

XY tugged at the chain around his neck, partially hidden beneath Luka’s hoodie. “Yeeeaaaaah, something like that. Lu thinks you can help me.”

“Marinette said you work in the same genre as Xavier,” Luka was quick to clarify, even while XY started poking around Nino’s room. “She suggested you, but you don’t owe me or him anything. You can say no.”

“Nah, it’s all good! Even if XY’s stuff isn’t all him, it’s still pretty cool to get to work together in person. Marinette won’t be the only one who got to help out a star.”

Nino cleared a space from his bed and rolled out his desk chair. XY wasted no time in flopping on the bed. No amount of inspiration would teach him the meaning of personal space.

Speaking of inspiration, Luka could already feel a quick beat pulsing from Nino. He did have the energy of a musician as he powered up his stereo and synth, connecting wires to his clunky computer.

“That thing looks old. You’re really gonna make fresh tunes on that?”

“Ah, she’s old, but she’s got the best software pirating can buy.” Nino grinned. “Plus my bro Max beefed up the hardware. She’s not as much of a dinosaur as she looks.”

XY still frowned, but he shrugged. “You’re the expert, bruh.”

Was XY actually being… nice? It didn’t make sense. When Luka had tried to help him, he had practically thrown a tantrum trying to get out of putting in his own effort. Maybe he still thought Nino would make a whole song for him.

But he didn’t. He walked him through the program, showing him the electronic instruments he could mix together, but the most he did was demo a few ten-second clips. Nothing XY could bother stealing.

Luka didn’t know enough about computers to follow most of what went on after that, though XY seemed to pick it up quickly. Heavy bass started to shake the floor in a way Luka’s mom would appreciate, but Nino’s neighbors probably wouldn’t. Nino didn’t seem to care. Or maybe he was just too caught up in helping XY to notice.

Eventually, they plugged in two sets of noise-cancelling headphones to continue, and Luka was left in a disconcerting silence. The only sound was the other boys’ occasional laughter or music-theory comments that he couldn’t follow. He knew enough to construct chords, but for the most part he just played what felt right, trusting his ear rather than any kind of formal training. All the technical jargon might as well have been another mispronunciation of XY’s, except that Nino said most of the words first.

He strummed a few basic chords once he realized the two couldn’t hear him over their own music. How had Nino done it? XY was grinning, nodding his head in time with the unheard music… and completely ignoring Luka.

Why did that itch at him? Luka didn’t want to be saddled with XY. It had been frustration and annoyance that led him to take the boy around town in search of inspiration.

Well, he’d found it. XY was clearly getting along fine with Nino, without him.

Strings trembled beneath his fingers. His own heartsong stuttered out of rhythm. Too many diminished chords. Too quick a beat.

This is stupid, he thought, tearing his gaze away from the back of Nino and XY’s heads. He had no reason to feel jealous of their collaboration, of the way Nino somehow earned XY’s praise. It was natural that their heartsongs would blend into a fine melody; they both worked with synths and software. Luka wouldn’t like whatever music they made, anyway.

He could’ve left. He wasn’t sure what prompted him to keep sitting there in silence, occasionally tuning his guitar and strumming a chord or two. He should at least be working on Marinette’s melody, but it sounded hollow after listening to the deep bass of Nino and XY. He could come back to it later. For now, he let himself draw on the inspiration around him: harsher, sharper chords and echoing notes that would sound better on his electric guitar. It wouldn’t be his first song choice—he probably wouldn’t even finish it—but there was something energizing about the discordant tune.

Was this what was in XY’s heart? He played up close to the tuning pegs for the deepest chords his instrument could summon. That wasn’t quite right though; XY did have some higher pitched notes in him. The contrast was what made his song interesting.

Contrast. Between his stupid mispronunciations and the conflict with his dad. Between the way he nearly fell over every time he turned around and his strange ability to sneak up on Luka. Between his outburst about not making his own music, and his embarrassed apology afterward.

What did it all mean? And most of all, why did Luka care?

It wasn’t until his stomach growled loudly that he realized how long he’d been sitting and composing. Nino and XY were still sitting at the synth, too. XY’s fingers nimbly danced across the keys, though Luka still couldn’t hear any of the music. Why the headphones? Nino had giant speakers right there. Unless they were trying to be considerate of the neighbors after all.

It was dark by now, clearly past dinner time. He’d spent the whole day with XY.

He stood up with a sigh and shook his shoulder. “We should head out. We don’t want to take up Nino’s whole night.”

XY pouted, as if he’d actually been enjoying playing music. Luka did feel a small surge of satisfaction at that.

Nino slipped off his headphones. “You’re not bugging me, dudes. If you don’t have anywhere to be, you can totally chill here tonight. XY can keep working on his song, and I can order us a pizza.”

“That’d be tight.” XY grinned, holding his fist out to bump Nino’s. How were they already that close?

Part of Luka wanted to reject Nino’s offer just because of that. But it was a Saturday night, and he didn’t have anywhere to be. Mom probably wouldn’t even be home.

“Sure,” he sighed as XY let out a loud whoop. “I don’t see why not.”

XXX

Luka awoke to a foot in his ribs. He jolted up, nearly shouting, before realizing that it was just XY tripping over him.

Right. They’d spent the night at Nino’s, sharing an air mattress on the floor. Luka had wanted to take the couch in the living room, but XY insisted on having the “deluxe slumber party experience.” That was something else they had in common, he guessed—neither of them had ever had a sleepover with friends before. Nino had been appalled when he found out.

Four hours, three pizzas, and about twenty card games (that XY cheated at) later, they’d finally crashed for the night. Except XY hadn’t, apparently.

“Go back to sleep, man,” Luka groaned, rolling over. He’d been worried about XY flopping over on him in the middle of the night, but that would be preferable to this awakening.

“You go back to sleep.”

Luka blinked against the sudden burst of light. He twisted around to see… XY booting up Nino’s computer?

The last dregs of sleep fled him as he scrambled to XY’s side. “No way. I did not just spend all this time hanging out with you for you to rip off Nino’s music!”

“Wha—that’s what you think I’m doing?” XY’s jaw dropped. Why was he surprised? He was obviously…

Pulling up the track he’d been working on earlier. The one titled XY’s Very Cash Money Day.

“Oh.” Luka exhaled. “Wait, if you’re just working on that, then why did you get up now? It’s”—he looked at the clock in the corner of the screen—“three a.m.!”

Nino let out a loud snore, making him jump again. Maybe he should be quieter.

XY shrugged. “So?”

“So, you could’ve waited until morning.”

He shook his head. His normal gravity-defying hair had flattened during the short time he had slept, the gel finally wearing out. It was weird to watch stray strands dance around his face, catching the computer’s glow.

“These beats wait for no dude, dude.” He slipped on the headphones, disheveling his hair further. It looked surprisingly soft, considering how much hair gel he must have slathered in it.

“So you… just woke up because you were feeling inspired?”

Another shrug. “I don’t think I sweat when I sleep.”

XY sniffed his armpit. He was still wearing Luka’s hoodie; he hadn’t had any other clothes to change into, and he’d been just barely too tall to borrow Nino’s.

“Nah, still smells like your sexy cologne.”

...How was Luka even supposed to respond to that? He shook his head, hoping the computer’s light didn’t catch too much of the blush in his face.

“Inspiration, not perspiration. You know that.”

XY had to know more than he let on. He’d understood Nino’s technical jargon, and he’d thrown together—presumably—a whole song in an afternoon. Luka didn’t know if it was any good; XY hadn’t allowed him to hear it.

“I don’t get it. Why did you steal music when you knew how to make your own songs all along? Unless Nino really inspired you that much.” He sat back down at the edge of the air mattress; it squished under his weight, almost leaving him on the floor.

XY laughed. “Man, you’re dumb.”

“Wh—you’re telling me I’m dumb?” He was used to XY’s insults, but this one didn’t even have context. Unless it was supposed to be obvious that stealing was easier than making his own songs. Either way, it didn’t sound like he was getting an explanation tonight.

XY wasn’t getting anywhere on his song tonight, either. He threw off the headphones and flopped back next to him. He was going to pop the mattress doing that.

“I can’t work with you watching me. Your eyes are too… y’know.” He gestured vaguely. Luka could barely see him when the monitor flickered off.

“I really don’t.”

“You’re just. Always looking. Like… I dunno. You expect to see something.”

Luka blinked at that. What did he expect to see? He knew XY was an art thief, and a pretty bad one at that. But that melody he’d felt from him today still intrigued him. Not a rock ballad by any means, but something still vibrant.

“I don’t know if I really expect anything,” Luka murmured, lying back, so his head was at XY’s feet. His hands folded over his stomach. “But I guess… I hope there’s something in you, Xavier. Something that understands music beyond just wanting to be famous.”

XY was quiet for a long time. When he didn’t reply, Luka assumed he’d finally gone to sleep, and tried to roll over and do the same. Between Nino’s snores and the thin blanket, it was difficult to drift off again.

So he was still conscious when XY asked, “Do you really think I can do it?”

It was hard to hear from this angle. He turned around, so their heads were on the same side of the air mattress. Did XY really say what he’d thought?

“Y’know. Make my own music?” he whispered.

“I… yeah,” Luka said, surprising himself. He remembered the genuine joy on XY’s face when he’d been creating today. “I really do.”

“Then… thanks.”

In the faint light through the window, Luka could make out his smile. Not the duck lips, this time. The moonlight and late hour had stripped away some of his posturing.

“It’s nothing.” Luka shrugged, rolling over before he could think about just how warm that smile made him.

“‘Night, Lu. Dream of guitars, or whatever goes through your funky head.”

Luka snorted, suppressing a laugh. “’Night, XY.”

XY laughed back, a bright burst that somehow sounded less annoying than usual. “You said my name! You’re officially one of my peeps!”

He was probably going to regret that when XY teased him in the morning.

“I said good night,” he repeated.

He didn’t regret it. Not the nickname, or the way that XY’s head had somehow rolled onto his chest as they slept, the tip of his hair tickling his nose.

It was going to take more than just a few chords to unravel the music that left in his heart.

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