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alexa-fika · 12 days ago

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Heya, I have an idea that has lived rent free in my head since I started watching one piece. I've always been a huge demon slayer fan, and my favorite character is mitsuri I love her style and personality, and her whip like sword is awesome. With the first two episodes of the new hashira training ark now out, could I request a mitsuri like reader? I'm unsure about the characters/crew so I'll leave it up to you. I'll be happy either way

And seriously remember to take breaks it's important and stuff- also just a question what got you into one piece and who is a character you love? If you've watched demon slayer, what if your favorite character from there too?

Sweet Warrior (Whitebeard pirates x Mitsuri!Reader)

A/N oh! I am exited for this one guys, lil but different from my usual one’s as we got both quite a bit of action/fight scene and we got a tiny but of romance in there! Also Holo sorry it ook me like literally 6 months to get to this but it finally is here! I had lots of fun writing this piece and getting to look into mitsuri’s character especially having it interact with the different members! I answered the questions here just so that I din’t overwhelm this section!

Reader here is replaced by Dokucha which stands for Reader in japanese for the enjoyment of both oc and reader character readers!

Dividers by @/firefly-graphics

"Are you ready, Jozu?" Dokucha called from across the field

"I am ready!" he boomed as he activated his devil fruit ability; he dug his hands into the ground and began lifting the earth below him.

"Aha! So we're starting up big, Brother Jozu!?!" She exclaimed in glee as she propelled herself forward, whipping out her urumi. She cartwheeled her way up the raised bed, skillfully avoiding the flow of her sword as it spun around her. Its sharp edges made quick work of the ground below her, splitting it into smaller pieces that fell victim to gravity.

She grinned, doing a swift salto to make her way to even ground and away from the crumbling earth that she had left behind.

Not one to be outdone, Jozu was quick to step up his game, and he once again dug his hands into the ground and began pulling out huge parts of the soil and rocks and hauling them toward the swordswoman.

She let out a smile as she sprinted towards both the diamond man and the incoming barrage, throwing herself on a walkover as she maneuvered her sword in a small spiral in front of her. She watched with satisfaction as it wrapped around a particularly big-sized chunk of earth. Allowing the projectile to propel her off the ground and over the chunk itself, she put both hands on the sword and pulled down; aided by gravity, she watched with satisfaction as it was sent crashing into the ground as she continued sprinting closer to the man.

"That won't work for me, Brother Jozu! You are going to have to come after me yourself if you want to win!" She laughed as she cut the remainder chunks with a simple whip of her sword

"That's the spirit!" He laughed as he covered himself in a diamond armor as he threw himself forward

"What is mah beautiful Wife up to now?" Thatch called as he entered the Kitchen, placing a chaste kiss on the woman as he passed by, smiling as the action was rewarded by a small giggle

"I'm preparing something sweet; the boys are going to be here soon," she announced with a grin on her face.

He hummed, wrapping his hands around her from behind and placing his head on her shoulder.

"Is there any special occasion? It seems to be keeping ya busy as a cat on a hot tin roof," he mumbled.

"Not really; I just thought it would be nice to have a small gathering. The crew parties are great, but it's hard to mingle when there are hundreds."

"That's fair, but I hope ya know Ace is gonna devour those," he teased, looking down at the baked goods that she was preparing.

"I prepared various batches already; there's enough to feed me him and then some," she proudly stated

"Aren't you precious? Ya have everything figured out, don'tcha" placing a kiss on her cheek with a dopey smile on his face.

"I am your wife, after all; did you expect anything less?"

"Alright, lovebirds, knock it off. We're here-yoi," Marco Called, strutting into the Kitchen with Ace and Izou following shortly after him, taking their seats in front of the couple.

"Ah! You're here!" Dokucha squealed excitedly

"Here! Please help yourselves. I made enough for it to fill your bellies, including you, Ace!" she grinned, passing the commanders the various plated goods.

“Thank you, Dokucha!” Ace grinned, digging in.

"Here, Marco, you won't like these," She called, noticing the Jian Dui in front of the man and exchanging it for a plate of sunset cake.

"That one had red bean filling; this one, I believe, is more up your alley; it has pineapple filling!"

"Appreciate it-yoi," he called with a smile.

"Dokucha, Do my eyes deceive me, or is this daifuku?" Izou excitedly called, bringing the dessert closer to him as he examined the colored balls.

"Ah, yes!" You mentioned you were missing Wano's pastries, yes? I tried my hand at some of them! I hope they are to your liking!" she beamed.

"Darling, you are a blessing," Izou called, breaking the dessert in half with a fork and putting the sweet in his mouth, letting out a satisfied sound as the filling melted in his mouth.

"Thatch remind me how she married a barbarian like you?" he questioned with a smile.

"Izou, you looking for a fight, ya bastard?!" Thatch growled

"There, There, dear, he didn't mean it that way."

"Actually, I was wondering too since I joined you guys," Ace cut in

"If I weren't at the wedding, I would have found it hard to believe as well-yoi."

"Oh? Did I really never tell you the story? I would have thought this goofball would have talked your ears off about it already," she questioned

"Never came up," He grumbled, hugging her close.

"We met when Thatch beat up my ex]" she piped up, choking up the men in front of her at the brazen statement

"W-What?" Ace questioned

"Don't say it like that! The bastard had said only a boar or a cow would marry er and I lost it!"

"He said what?!" Izou exclaimed, slamming his utensils down on the table

"Ah, come on guys, calm down. I will tell you the story, but please remember this was in the past, and I am now a very happy woman!" She cried, waving her hands in front of her, trying to calm down the angered men

"Who the hell could say something like that to you, Dokucha!" Ace growled

Marco stayed quiet, but everyone could see the fury behind those half-lidded eyes.

"Ah, well...I come from a small village, you see. I had quite a big family; however, I was the only girl among them, and as such, I had many of my brother's mannerisms...I developed more strength than the other girls in my village due to the constant scuffles I had with them. I had also gotten their appetite; I was and still am quite a voracious eater. That last one is why it comes so easy to me to cater to you, Ace, since, believe it or not, we share the same magic stomach!" she giggled.

"And as you can see, I was also born with pink hair, and in my village, such vibrant colors were unheard of. My ex, who was a potential suitor back then, turned me down because of these traits, so I tried to fix myself," she narrated, ignoring the frowns on the men at her last statement.

"I pretended to be weaker than I was to be seen as more lady-like. I began to eat less to match the other girls' eating behaviors, and I began to dye my hair black," she mumbled.

"It's why my hair was so disastrous when I joined you guys; it had been surviving on box after box of dye. Which is why I appreciate your heavenly help in nursing it back to health," she joked, looking up at Izou.

"After I did, I tried again. I met with him, but he had said that he just couldn't turn a blind eye to these things and left saying those things. Thatch happened to be around the area at the time, and he jumped on the guy." She sighed as if remembering the day, though surprisingly, a smile grew on her face as she did, placing a hand on her cheek and leaning on it.

"This goofball said that he had to be a boar because he believed me to be the most beautiful gal he had set eyes on and that he would be elated to even be allowed the opportunity to court me, and so I did..."

"..."

"Damn, Thatch, didn't know you were capable of being that smooth," Ace drawled, grinning at the man.

"Hmph, I had to step up my game if I wanted to be considered by this darlin'," he called as he kissed her cheek softly and embraced her once more.

"He did; it was only when he came into the picture that I finally started to go back to normal. I gained my muscles again, and I was able to recuperate my fighting abilities as I was no longer in danger of dropping of hunger!" She cheered

"Not only him, though. I'm also glad I met you guys, too. I got myself so many big brothers along with a husband. You know, the old village also looked down on me practicing swordsmanship, so I was really happy when Vista and other crewmates first approached me inquiring about it.

I was amazed that someone would actually be interested in my skills, not only interested but willing to help me strengthen them as well!"

"Well, your skills are quite formidable. I had never and still have not seen anyone who comes close to wielding a sword like yours and with such grace. It is like watching a dancing performance; I highly enjoy watching you spar." Izou grinned as he resumed eating his dessert as he praised her

"Ya should have seen her spar with Jozu this mornin'! She was stunnin' out there." Thatch grinned.

"Alright, Casanova, I have to get more ingredients from the storage room. Be sure to behave; she called warningly as she untied her apron.

"Love you," She mumbled, giving one last kiss to the man as she made her way out.

"Remind me what Village She came from?" Izou asked once he had made sure she was out of earshot

"I already skinned em."

"Atta boy"

How about them apples ya’ll haven’t written a non-child one in a while! Much one with romance undertones! But I am actually quite happy how it turned out! My biggest pride is that action scene, I sjould stop talking about it but i’m just so proud of myself so let me have this!

I really went heavy on the research for this one guys, the first part I had to go frame for frame on that one scene with mitsuri while also looking gymnastics and acrobatic terms to better write out the scene. For the second part I had to research the likes of the characters by looking at their trivias online and based on that research pastries. Things like Marco least favorite food being Beans, and so I searched for a bean pastry and a pineapple pastry. Since Wano is based on japan I also research some japanese desserts to fit the bill. And I of course had to research some southern slang for out lovely Thatcher 🤭

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cheeseandbretboy · 3 months ago

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JOKER (2019) AND JOKER: FOLIE A DEUX (2024) SPOILERS !!!

still trying to sift through my thoughts but i liked joker 2. i dont get how the ratings are so bad?? were people expecting a romance???? a fun movie? i mean even i was surprised by the depressing end but im really glad it happened because thats what joker 2019 was about too. arthur was never the actual 'joker' we see in dc films, and we knew that. his whole story is tragic but a lot of people missed that in the first movie. the second speaks on that to humanise arthur (even though thats what they literally tried to do in the first one?? didnt work i guess) and shame those who use him as a symbol for misogyny and incel stuff. i think what most people are mad about is how hes not as 'villainy' as the other jokers BUT AGAIN he was never the true joker and im confused as to how people missed that !! personally i loved how it shows that even after he's secured himself the identity of joker he's still repeatedly exploited as he was before that, and he has to come to terms with it. harleys character was really surprising for me because usually she's the one being manipulated by joker- in this case it was the other way around. especially interesting was how joker was the one who sung 'bewitched' about harley (the original song is sung about a man, so they had to change he/him to she/her) and the scene of joker and harley's show where she continues singing 'to love somebody' without looking at him, instead basking in the attention the audience gives her. people were expecting a twisted sexy romance between them but instead we were given something really uncomfortable and unnerving- like that sex scene. her character also gives insight into parasocial relationships and how weird and dangerous they can get. she never really knew arthur- she knew joker. the film starts with us finally happy that he 'for once in his life, has someone who needs him' and ends with us absolutely distraught. in the first movie, he says stuff like 'you dont listen' and 'i never knew i existed' and STILL after becoming an infamous killer, getting a show about him, EVERYONE talking about him, he's still not seen. there are just so many things the film points out about its fanbase (incels, parasocial relationships, identity, the glamourisation/sexualisation of violence, columbiners, exploitation etc etc) and i guess people don't like that. they want capitalism=bad, 'men have it so bad', and mm gore! which is fair- i loved it too- but it doesnt hurt to delve into the identity of 'joker' (whatever that is) and how that influences its viewers. its quite meta i like it a lot. they didnt care that the ratings would be awful because they had to speak on what the first movie did to people

oh also the intertextuality is just amazing. the songs are great, like i mentioned before with changing the female and male roles with 'bewitched', and even though i absolutely hate musicals this really worked fo rme. i think it's because musicals often have songs smack bam in the middle of realistic scenes and the singing just ruins it for me- but in joker 2 they're more often a part of arthur's fantasies so it was actually better. i wasnt sure about the musical element at first but after rewatching joker for like the 1000th time i realised how much its intertwined in the first movie- we just never really paid attention to it. the end of 'gonna build a mountain' was amazing (you have to pay attention to the lyrics), 'the joker' was great, and the few instances of violence we see from arthur while hes singing is really entertaining i love it sm. i keep mentioning 'betwitched' but i love it. 'she is cold, i agree, she can laugh, and i love it' ahh. i loved the intertextuality with nolan's the dark knight. a lot of people hate it, but i think people should be more flexible with inspiration and interweaving similar but different stories into films. just because it follows a similar story doesnt mean that it should either perfectly fit the mould of nolan's batman, but neither does it mean they should abandon it altogether either. harvey dent really surprised me, and even though he was a pretty minor character i loved the few references to nolan's batman they give (like his gory face after the explosion at court being a possible villain origin story). most obvious is the end though, where arthur is gutted by that inmate who admires him. the use of the joke was amazing and i was really surprised by how he got stabbed. you can see in this moment that arthur has been relieved of his identity of 'joker' and can finally rest as himself, just a mentally ill guy with a history of tragic abuse. when lee and his fans betray him (the real life ones too hilariously) we realise no one truly saw or loved him, and he couldn't deal with that. so, the identity of joker was passed on to that inmate- "ah, what a fine young son to take my place"- while he cuts a glasgow smile into his face. in felt this was sort of missing from joker 2019, so im really glad they used ledger's joker as inspiration for this inmate.

there's a lot more to talk about, ESPECIALLY gary's reappearance which im so so glad about, it really fleshed out his character. when he walked up to the stand, you can see people whispering and laughing at him- arthur never made fun of him. it really helps to make people question what constitutes a bad person. sure, these people didn't kill 6 people, but how easy would it be for them just not to laugh? it showed arthur's empathy, and how uncomfortable he was with admitting to it when trying to paint himself as the joker. "you were the only one who was nice to me" was said by arthur in the first movie when he kills randal and gary says something similar to him during court.

anyways wow that was great people are mad the 2nd movie is as depressing as the first (if not more). at the end ofthe first, arthur has a whole revolution loving him, and we did the same. at the end of the second we realise we never truly knew him, but exploited his character.

#joker #joker 2 folie a deux #joker 2 spoilers #joker folie a deux #joker spoilers #joaquin phoenix #lady gaga #incels #parasocial relationships #dc joker #the joker #todd phillips

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jennrypan · 8 months ago

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Let's go down the line of fuckassary: LONG ASS POST AHEAD.

1: Gaia looked and acted like everyone else. She should've been WAY angrier, she should be pissed at Persephone for bringing about winter first of all. Should be pissed that she was a sleep and NOTHING got better over the centuries. But sure, she's giggling and happy.

(I liked that she shoved her hand in Ouranos' chest tho.)

2: It's soo funny that people keep SAYING that Persephone and Hades have true love but the comic hasn't showed us that ever 🤨, like if anything those two losers are obsessed with each other. Be so fr.

3: Once again..this should be Persephones story/POV but its in Hades' always. Fascinating.

4: "You have to spend 3 months away from your sugar daddy" OH NOOOO BUT WEVE BEEN APART FOR SO LONGB 🥺. God. At this point does she even NEED to be in the Mortal Realm fr?? Like..Demeter, Metis and Rhea are back now so..what's her purpose there.

5: The way Gaia just isn't. Gaia is baffling. Anyways. Demeter FINALLY found out what happened to Persephone but she's not..having a moment with her daughter?? Not talking to her about it?? Okay.

6: As usual. They're eager to have sex cuz that's the only thing they do. "I can't wait to see that ass--" ..how very Zeus and Posedion of you quote on quote romantic 🤨

7: She gets her coronation but..didn't she already have that when she married Hades?? Ig not then. Also..Apollo just got a slap on the wrist, not surprising.

DEMETER GOT PUNISHED MORE THAN HIM??? Hell the Titans got punished more than that bitch what the fuck??? God.

8: The disrespect to Zeus is so. 😶 Zeus would literally not sit back quietly for this shit the fuck??? Also..Hera didn't divorce Zeus all those years and now she did ?? And she's what..gonna get with Echo now??? Fascinating. Zeus needs to start tossing rocks. Rachel did Zeus and Heras relationship so fucking DIRTY!!!! GOD!! FUCKING DAMMIT. I hate how she wrote them. Anyways.

9: The Mortal Realm is a lot easier cuz Hades is there?? YOU WERE BORN THERE!!! ITS YOUR HOME!! You ungrateful ass spawn. It wasn't that fun cuz you didn't have a man there?? Insane.

10: The way Persephone clearly doesn't love her own mother is sickening actually. Like..we can't even have them talking to each other?? Dancing?? Even the comment about her doesn't have that much emotion. Also..Dionysus' hair looks goofy, and I guess Hades is all for bringing back mortals now despite making a big stink about it in season 1 but whatever. Yay Semele.

11: "hera just gives him busy work" ..He's literally the king. Literally-- oh my god. "His powers having been the same" which..MEANS WHAT?? And the way Zeus would literally not be happy about this shit is so-- UGH. God it's infuriating. Hades and Posedion clearly don't give a shit about their brother if they aren't concerned about his fucking powers 'not being same'??? Die.

12: Echo needs to stand SEVERAL feet away from Hera. That ship is so god damn tasteless and unnecessary. If you're gonna give hera a new love interest. Maybe give them actual moments?? Make it make sense!!

13: "Ares is still a dog!" *cue laugh track sound*, god this is so..why ?? Ares, baby I'm so sorry people keep disrespecting you in every iteration 🤦‍♀️

14: ignoring the Artemis bit cuz she wasn't relevant for any of the major plots and she still isn't. Anyways. Hades stay the FUCK away from Thanatos. "They can have conversations" oh?? How fascinating. Hades just NOW deciding to care about Thanatos doesn't make up for years of his neglect.

15: Persephone, Ares and Aphrodite should beat Eros' ass for being useless about Apollo. I still think that. Eros is an ass of a friend.

16: 'new powers' ..Girl your powers are basically your old powers with one extra step. Shut UP!!! anyways. (No one cares about kassandra, sorry not sorry. Who was worried about that )

17: Hades and Persephones millionth drabble of nonsense fluff. They're not saying anything new, nor are they doing anything new. I do like the art tho. It's just..baffling how..they're relationship started soo much nonsense and we're suppose to see it as a good thing??

THIS is a good ending??

Nevermind the fact Persephone didn't spend time with her friends or her MOTHER, nevermind the fact Zeus and Posedion don't even get to speak to their mother either.

Hera, Hestia and Demeter don't have a moment with Metis either.

Like..what was the point of bringing them back if you weren't gonna bring it to a satisfying conclusion?? Absolutely insane

Also..Eileithyias design is ass. It's sooo boring. It's literally just pilot Hebe but darker. Oh wow she's yellow with purple eyes??? Insidious. Also she just looks boring and bland to be the daughter of the literal king and queen but sure. Give us nothing.

And..again with making the children boring copies of one specific parent! Macaria is so..boring to look at just like Melinoe. Also...hades can..have kids now?? 🤨 okay.

So basically..this was insane from start to finish.

This wasn't a good conclusion. It was absolutely a wreck.

#lo critical #j.p speaks #anti lore olympus #anti lo

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greenerteacups · 1 year ago

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Hi! Just wanted to say the latest chapter is lovely & amazing & sweet & had me smiling the whole time! I absolutely love your characterisation of everyone, especially Draco, so it was so so lovely to return to this world & to his thoughts!! with his best friend and crush at malfoy manor no less! All the yearning is already off to a great start hehe I am so excited for the rest of book 5!

Wanted to ask you how has it been for you to write this new book and volume? Has your writing process changed since when you’d first begun taking on a long form project like this?

& also are there any moments or surprises in this book that you’re especially excited about?

sending so much love & gratitude for you and your incredible works 💓

Thank you so much! This is really encouraging, I so appreciate it.

Inasmuch as I can use this metaphor without having kids myself, I sort of see each of the books as a different child. The first one flew out in basically a few weeks of very intensive writing, and it was a total dream — plot, pacing, symbolism, major beats, all fell into place basically without effort. The character stuff was the hardest, as I've written about before, but even then, the glorious part of writing beginnings is it's the most energy you'll ever have for a project, so the lows were pretty soft lows. Book 2, in contrast, I had to drag kicking and screaming by its ankle from under the bottommost mattress of my brain. It's one of my least favorite books (tone problem; COS has killer plot/setting/ingredients for a YA novel, but it's stuck in the doldrums of Harry Potter's well-documented Early-Installment Weirdness, before Cedric Diggory slams the gas and upshifts the whole series into its correct age bracket). More specifically, once I'd gone through and picked out everything in the book that happened because of Lucius, I didn't have a plot — hey alexa how do you rewrite Chamber of Secrets when We Got No Fucking Chamber Of Secrets — and oh by the way, even if you want to do a moody tone/political setup book, remember that your protagonists are still twelve, so if you go too dark or too intense, you'll risk torpedoing your readers' suspension of disbelief. Good luck, Charlie.

Book 3 felt the most like its own novel, if that makes sense? It's the last truly feel-good book of the series; it's a great stand-alone mystery novel with relatively low stakes. Plus you get a bunch of the big series icons: patronuses, dementors, werewolves, Hogsmeade, the Marauders' Map, and time turners arithmancy. It just felt like a good old-fashioned motherfucking romp of a mystery/adventure story, before any of the complex character work and major stakes of the late books come in.

Book 4 was the most fun I've had writing anything maybe ever. I don't even know what it was. Maybe the tournament arc, honestly? Love me a tournament arc. But in any case, I opened every new chapter feeling a tingle of excitement for what I was gonna get to do. Oh, and the romance started, finally, Jesus God (if it feels like a slow burn reading, just imagine what it felt like writing it, when everything takes ten times as long, and you have to figure out how to word the fucker.)

Book 5, in contrast, has felt much less like that tingle of "here we go!" and more like "oh, man, this is gonna be cool." Because this is the arc of the story that composed the original idea for Lionheart, literally years ago, and to be honest, I didn't think I'd get this far! If you'd asked me "do you know that it's going to take you 500,000 words of backstory before you can start writing that concept you're thinking about, and you're going to do it anyway?" I would have said: "absolutely not, strange mind-reader!" But like... I'm here! Finally! And it's... real now? Like, this isn't just a bunch of clips of scenes in my head anymore! That's rad!

That being said, it's definitely been slower than Book 4, because I kept switching back to my outline document to make sure that certain things were set up properly, and that I hadn't lost any of the plot threads or forgotten a minor beat that was vitally important for the story three chapters later. And I had a minor crisis about three months ago when I ripped out about 8 chapters in the first third of the book — basically everything from September to December — because I'd done a readthrough to check pacing (big mistake! never edit while drafting, that's satan talking) and realized I had a missing storyline. Like, there was a whole layer of the story that was just. Missing. Not there. And the existing text really couldn't fit another thread, so instead of taking weeks to pore through and try to sift out what I could save, I needed to factory reset and start over. And I didn't want to! I vividly remember sitting there with my head in my hands, trying not to weep, because I'd decimated 90,000 words of work in a single edit. But it had to be done. Because the story wasn't going to work. And now (hopefully) it will.

And of course, there's still that sense of excitement and exhilaration from before. Always. But whereas Book 4 felt like a delicious chocolate pudding, Book 5 is a medium-rare steak.

(Book 6, so far, is four shots of espresso and a whiskey chaser. FWIW.)

#greenteacup asks #lionheart #lionheart spoilers #dramione

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bengiyo · 6 months ago

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Century of Love Ep 2 Stray Thoughts

Yesterday, we got off to a fantastic start with this show. San is a 120+ year old man whose body hasn’t aged in a century because of a curse that will allow him to reunite with his reincarnated dead love. He has about two months left to find his love before he turns to dust in excruciating agony. He’s been cared for by multiple generations of a family for the last century, and finally found his love. Unfortunately for him, she reincarnated as one of the most beautiful boys ever created, and San has to sort through some of his own drama. San hasn’t known another’s touch in quite a long time, and all he’s felt for a century is excruciating pain at night when the curse forces him to feel every injury he’s ever healed from. We left at San having an erotic dream about Vee.

Not the curse behaving like a chastity belt for a 100 years until he found Vee!!!

I’m so glad Vee’s grandmother didn’t die. I was already getting sad.

I hope this show keeps up the meditation on death and grief since its protagonist is an undead.

Well well well. Our boy Vee is happily bisexual and not one to swoon at a pretty face. I love him. It’s so funny that we ended the last episode on San’s fantasy about Vee instinctively knowing him in comparison.

A pratfall kiss! Where is the Love Stage!! face bleeding scene?

I do like that the people around San tease him about being an old man.

Uh oh. Family problems.

Amazing. Vee is also possibly committing crimes.

Wait, why does he have to turn into a child to regenerate, and when will Offroad interact with this child?

WOW, IMMEDIATELY! THANK YOU, SHOW!

Incredible acting. He carefully sets the child actor down before they use an editing trick for him to kick this child in the chest.

I love the way this young actor is playing San. Good job, everyone.

I appreciate this show taking San’s shirt off in every episode.

Let me tell you a story, “Once upon a time, deep, deep in the jungle, there was the little engine that could…”

I love Vee so much. San is gonna get mad about this, but I’m totally with Vee about life being about the future and not the past. I hope that Vee never remembers anything of Vad’s life.

Who is this guy, and why did he want some of San’s blood? Is he connected to that Lord Trai guy from before? Who is this with the phone??

Listen, nephew, I do not trust you or your information.

They put hands on the family! It’s over for them!!!

Oh, nephew definitely involved in whoever is trying to take the stone.

Well, that confrontation with Vee didn’t go well for San, but he looked good in that outfit. I like that Vee feels like a full person who has had enough with being nice to a rude person.

Who is this old timer who knows about the stone?

This preview makes it feel like it’s going to be a month before San and Vee interact again.

This show has everything. Fantasy, action, comedy, drama, tragedy, child actors getting kicked in the chest, and people even get stabbed with their own knives! I like that Vee isn’t a pushover and is also willing to fight, and I really hope we get to see San and Vee fight together at some point. This was a really fun opening week for this show, and I will be seated for the rest of it. I hope the family continues to give San shit the entire time.

#Ben watches #century of love #thai bl #bl series

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lazywerebat · 2 years ago

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Fandom: Lost Boys (1987)

Request: I was thinking about a Lost Boys x little!reader (they/them) where y/n wants to go hang out with the guys and Star during their nightly trips to the boardwalk, but once they saw all the carnival rides and games, they regressed and can’t partake in an rambunctious activity.

It can include all the lost boys, but maybe be mostly Marko that y/n is gravitating to for comfort 🌟

Little Me, Big World !

Polyam! Lost Boys x Little! GN! Reader With Vampire! Star ( Mostly Marko x Little! GN! Reader )

⚠�� DO NOT READ THIS IF UR 18+ BLOG,INTO AGEPLAY AND HAVE MDNI IN SOMEWHERE IN UR BLOG !! THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH IT AND Y'ALL MAKE ME UNCOMFY ASF !! ⚠️

warnings: lil bit of violence but its not detailed described

a/n: im sorry it took me so long to post this, i had such awful writers block and i had to study for my final exams :']

It was another warm night in cave and I was very much bored. I was in my nest, trying to entertain myself with so much stuff in there but they all failed. I went to the main cave where most of them were. I wondered if they were there or they went on a hunt. When I got there I only founded Star

“Hey, where are boys?”

I questioned confused,

“They went on a hunt” she replied.

“What about you? Did you go?” I questioned her again,

“Yes I did, don't worry” she replied,

“Okay” I said, I went to sit by her side as I watched her sewing one of boys shirts. After a while boys came back, I looked at them and smiled,

“Hey little one” Marko said as he went to me and I ran into his arms and pretty much tried to ignore the fresh blood on him. I felt another pair of hands hug me and I looked up to see Paul.

“Hey” I said softly,

“Hey sugar” Paul replied with grin,

“Can we go to the boardwalk?” I asked while looking at all of them,

“We'll go when we clean ourselves up” David stated to me,

“Okey” I replied, Marko and Paul let go of me and went to the other side of cave with others. After a short time they came back and we went to the boardwalk. Star rode with Dwayne this time and I rode with Marko. When we arrived they parked their bikes in usual spot. When I saw so many carnival rides and games, I felt so little and everything seemed big. I didn't realise I held onto Marko a bit tight,

“Hey, are you okay?” He asked me and I nodded a bit. I let go of him and kept my hands to myself.

“You feeling little baby?” Dwayne asked me and I nodded to that.

“Oh amore, we can still do fun stuff, we'll keep you safe okay?” Marko stated to me and held my hand.

“Okay” I replied to him softly, after that we went on rides and played games. I was getting something to drink because I was getting really thirsty. As I was on my way to boys bikes I accidentally bumped into someone, it was nothing surprising to bump into someone as everything was filled with so many people,

“Hey! Watch where you're going!” The man said with an angry tone,

“Im so sorry sir, I didn't mean to do that” I replied to him but he didn't like that either, for some reason, he was going on a rant on how he could've spilled his drink on himself and stuff. I was still trying to apologize and go away but he didn't let me go. When I tried to leave, he grabbed me by my arms and started yelling at me. Which caused me to feel panicked, my heart racing, fear and similar feelings and yelling was making me cry, so I had started forming tears in my eyes.

“Oh now you're crying, are you a little–” He got cut off by someone punching him and his grip loosen which I had my chance to escape and I did. I went into Marko's arms sobbing and I felt him wrapping his arms around me,

“Hey, hey, its okay, you're safe now love” He said comforting me and blocking my view to whats happening. Marko went with me to their bikes and he looked me,

“Im sorry little one, I should've went with you to get that drink and not let you go on your own when in your in this state of mind” He apologized to me and held his hands on my cheeks,

“You didn't know that was gonna happen M” I said to him confused by his apology and Marko looked worried.

“Did he hurt you love?” He asked,

“No, he just held my arms really hard and tight” I said to him which made him worry more,

“Amore, then he hurt you” He explained to me,

“Oh” I replied to him,

“May I?” He asked and I nodded. He took of my jacket to see how bad I was hurt and it left kind of visible hand print and Marko felt so much anger. I put my jacket back on as others came. Marko looked at them and honestly I guess they talked with each other with their mind thingys or whatever it is called. David came to my side as I watched Marko leaving us and I went with him but I got stopped by David.

“I want M” I said to them,

“We know love, he just has something to take care of” Dwayne explained to me, he knew I didn't like that answer and he looked at me being angry and starting to have tears in my eyes again. Star pulled me into her arms and she was trying to comfort me as Marko was coming back.

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halfusek · 2 years ago

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man. batdr archives. what

i hate them

sorry im gonna go full on hater mode here because oh my god? oh my god

i’ve got a sneaking suspicion that this came out now as damage control for the AI thing because 1. it wasn’t included in the game all along like BATIM’s archives were and 2. this tweet

like was it thrown together in such a rush that they forgot a whole ass character?

or it is a joke and was a planned action half a year after the game came out but eh who knows

either way this is not what i’m here to rant about (cuz im sure this is gonna turn to a rant)

it’s about bad writing, bad exposition and bad game design. buckle up!

i see what they mean with the smile being a challenge to create, you can see in countless animations for fansongs how different artists tackled that and for one i think they did that very well

however. why the clothes exactly? is it just a meta reason with no reasoning in-universe whatsoever?

and look i’m not a fan of the ink demon having a voice (though i respect the craft behind it, the voice actor is very talented, it’s just a personal preference) BUT if you made the ink demon talk you should by logical extension either make toon bendy talk as well or explain why the hell he’s talking? i can see it being distracting but there are characters that have squeaky annoying voices in games and they’re fine (and it’s not like toon bendy is around the player for a super long time)

i dunno what logic this whole thing operates on anymore but if joey commissioned the ink machine then it should be his and arch gate got all his shit after he passed away so idk what retrieve is supposed to mean here

but it could just be badly written sentences and the archive is full of those (once again making me think that the thing was done in a rush)

that’s fair i guess

yall did make him look like a generic demon tho

i mean... it could be worse? if the goal was to make him look out of place then it was achieved but idk if it’s actually a good thing

i do like the bit about Wilson influencing how things look under him being in control of the cycle (though they have a very silly definition about what the cycle is but more about that later)

dude. the beast bendy design was already bad in BATIM and they made it even worse in BATDR like what TToTT

its just an angry mountain of muscles, the batim design at least had that leg injury thing going on which made moving with front arms make more sense, this dude right here is just a big inky gorilla (and not in a good way)

playing as the final form in on itself isnt a bad idea, does sound quite fun, personally tho i did not enjoy the very ending on the game

i dunno it just felt weird and all the other characters randomly appearing and the lost ones attacking being so awkward and ink demon acting as if they could kill you... nah man i wasn’t feeling it

okay so lets get this straight

cycle = a series of events that repeat

breaking the cycle would mean doing something different and stopping the cycle from continuing (so what... wilson was doing actually)

saying that making it restart again is what breaking it means is just??? no?

“satisfying face reveal” welp. each to their own XD

i see their purpose theme and thats neat and all but man do i hate how henry in this game is just. there and how some stranger is the person helping him get out of his horrible fate like its sooooooo unsatisfying

yeah she got more personality ill give her that

but she’s not a beacon of hope. she’s a beacon of tearing away the satisfaction of defeating a villain that we as the player worked hard towards

and uh... isn’t getting thrown into a horrible dimension full of monsters that audrey isn’t familiar with and is supposed to be freaked out about a bad moment to introduce a familiar face? like from a writing perspective, because it happens nearly instantly as chapter one starts

shouldn’t audrey be unmotivated then and struggling to figure out the world on her own? the player should also be haunted at this world, like it’s a horror game bestie ! don’t make me comfortable

well glad to hear the confirmation on that batds is happening in pararel to batdr

but his involvement in the main story is honestly such a nothing burger

is he there just so you can put batdr on the “can you pet the dog” site?

oh ok so what you’re basically putting down here is that he’s a boring perfect extremely rich guy, wasn’t even a bad father, completely stripping wilson’s arc of depth, cool, was afraid there would be something of substance powering the backbone of the plot of this game

and saying that both joey and wilson are worse people because theyre cringefail at business XDDDDDDDDDDD

ok here is something that im glad they addressed because ive been wondering about it - how audrey forgot that joey was her dad and how did she end up working at arch gate then

i suppose it implies that there’s something we might still learn/theorize about it, like for example if it was the machine drawing her in or gent wanting to get the machine back and manipulating things into place from behind the scenes

i really wonder how you can enter in and out the ink realm unnaturally but good to mention why he looks like that if he’s supposed to be nathan’s son

you cant just say that a character was important to the story, its not gonna happen from words

how is she important exactly? she just talks and uh.. helps audrey make the drink that makes you fall asleep? man that section of the game was Weird

i do want to like her, she seems nice and there could be interesting things to her backstory but as for the plot she really didn’t do much, sorry, betty

if you wanna say that pushing the plot forward by giving audrey that drink and then alice appearing outta nowhere and kidnapping here is a good big contribution then idk what to tell you... its such a bad way to make the plot progress, it was so confusing because characters were behaving as in forced to do Things to Progress the Plot (especially Audrey drinking that thing at all like seriously girl?? and Alice appearing comically at the last sip like wooooooow are you for real)

ah. so they were attempting a redemption arc

[saying this he didn’t threw aside the large rock. he was right to be holding the large rock]

this sucks man! what did joey help correct exactly? created more ink people to suffer eternally? wow, dude, thanks

also lmao what learned from his mistakes, did you HEAR his dialogue at the end of batim?? (an audrey can be heard right after that scene as well so isnt his whole change of heart supposed to be happening around here + allison has already been added to the squad)

it’s just... it’s just such bullshit man

you can make us like joey as a character but don’t you fucking dare make us like him as a person

bad. just bad

(aaaaaand this is the part that made me realize i wish the archives just. weren’t added! wow! i’m even surprised with myself with how much I Don’t Like them)

WHAT flaws??? hello??? please give it a big thinking and tell me what flaws does Audrey have im shaking and crying

also is her “deep dark past” supposed to just be like bEINg JoEY DRewS DAUghtER OOOoooOOo? lmao. wow so dark wow so deep

i dont know why this story needed a fresh pair of eyes because the story is that audrey is joeys daughter and that wilson is nathan archs son and that bendy is bendy. wow so deep so dark and complicated!!!!!!!11!!111

also whats the point of fresh eyes if you welcome us with familiar faces?

also sorry to break this to you but its not hard to stand out from the kinda cast that is presented to us in this game. sorry i cant decide if i care more about audrey or random employee number 24 with a random problem that i have 0 reason or time to get attached to. i seriously cant decide

suuuure we were so muddled xD oh you got us so good you sneaky little cheeky little quirky little

cant fucking believe we almost had a proper nathan arch jr and a secret one eyed villain that there was so much hype about and theories that they obviously tried to deliever here

its speculative but. knowing that they take inspiration from fan theories - they admitted to it and ex employees said so, i think we would have to be in some serious denial to think that @lucky-dreamfisher‘s one-eyed bendy theory wasn’t meant to be represented here with wilson’s character

ALSO THIS NARRATIVE. THIS NARRATIVE HAS ZERO- NO, NEGATIVE AMOUNT OF COMPLEXITY

GOD

this story makes so much LESS sense based on what you said! aaaaaaaa we were so close to greatness

what is so wrong with not resetting the cycle then?

not that im a fan of how wilson was approaching things, he very clearly wanted to make himself the ruler of this realm and have power over everyone but sounds like that sure beats living under ink demons reign?

but also idk if this is entirely true like in batim chapter 5 we can see that lost ones were capable of making that lost harbour and sammy is later mentioned to have mastered a special ability too so??

i wish we learned more about the pit because it sounds quite interesting and we were working hard towards getting there and finally didnt get to see it at all (a shame! very unrewarding to the player)

im not gonna comment on reverting here cuz its a serious mental thing im not knowledgable about

i haaaate this

you... this is not how exposition is done!

show don’t tell?? how about SHOW don’t TELL??

what in the goddamn. you can’t just pull that outta your ass and say yep. this is how it is. bro. dude.

im referring here to the ink machine bit, the previous sentences can actually be seen in the story

but the design does not reflect what is written here

and they are doing so much of that in these archives, this telling of the story in a place that is not meant for telling of the story, you do that IN the STORY. rarghrgrh

surprise i found another nice thing: confirmation on that alice was the one who mutilated the butcher gang, cuz i dont think that was ever confirmed before but at least you can find implications of that in the game so its fine to outright confirm that here, good job about that

i dont know what theyre on about carley, she doesnt really look like that to me and ive looked at her model in the archives, in the files and at peoples renders of her and i just dont see it

but i guess it might mean it was like a suit that someone got stuck in- FNAF?!>!!>!?

no way. no fucking way

we got robbed what ToT

he was removed in favour of WHAT???? AMOK????

dude there ill be real. there’s barely anything that is worth keeping there instead of having him play a bigger role

and im not even that big on sammys character! hes one of my least liked characters personally even! but at least there is something more to him and just man after 5 years you could have given him more than just a dumb wilhelm scream joke, that almost feels like a spat in the face lmao

thanks for again confirming something though with that flow thing, as we noticed sammy uses gaps in the wall in batim chapter 2 to travel around the place

why not have him teach audrey the flow ability? imagine how could that would have been

im just baffled this exist but sammy apparently had to be cut out

lol

lmao

moving on

my brother in christ why are you making it a mystery if she will appear, she literally appeared in every game so far with quite major roles

also... what layers? sure in batim with her story (susie’s story) there sure been some layers, susie’s story in batim is probably aside from joey’s story the deepest character arc they got

but alice in batdr? she’s there to play a stupid game she set herself up to lose, get mad at that (eh?) shoot you and die

what layers, really

gender

but also idk i found the fight annoying and random, you could throw it out and not much of value would be lost, put sammy back in

YOU MADE HIM NOTHING

YOU TOOK A PERFECTLY FINE ENEMY AND GAVE IT ANXIETY THATS WHAT YOU DID /j /ref

idk if id describe the ink demon as putting the player on edge because he doesnt actually roam the place

you see a grey overlay on your screen and you need to hide or you die... which gets tiring fast and annoying

you totally could still have lurker (even if just restricted to some areas) as a free roaming monster

and the unlikely ally thing is just so bland like yeah he’s there, we know nothing about him aside from that he eats hearts, incredibly charming fella

not thrilled by his design either but that issue i already had with the first trailer but i guess they just sticked with that

bendy devs not use mental illnesses as derogatory terms challenge

i like the crab boy design, he’s sillay

bro forgot a texture tho

so yeah not. happy with the archives

sorry if im like overly negative but ive honestly tried to give this sequel (because despite what they were saying it IS undoubtedly a sequel) my best assumptions and it turns out its nearly all the worst assumptions

its annoying, im annoyed

they should hire a writer to help them get this mess together, maybe get adrienne in on it, i dunno, because clearly if they need to be specific and not leaving things open like in batim, then they arent managing very well

they even fucking killed harold

#bendy and the dark revival #bendy and the ink machine #batdr #batim #halfpost

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marzissilly69 · 5 months ago

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SKEPHALO FIC -- ROLLERCOASTER (Fic generator prompt)

☆A/n : Like 700 words or so I dunno ‼️‼️ I didn't fix the spelling so erm cry about it if there's spelling errors <3 ☆

Bad and Skeppy were streaming, arguing as always.

"Yeah, Skeppy was so scared that he made me hold his hand. Oh and he was almost too short to ride.." Bad lied, a devious look on his face as he did. Skeppy, on the other hand looked offended.

"Hey!!! No!!! I begged you too ride it!!

"Nope absolutely not!" Bad protests at the younger boy next to him, an annoyed glare appearing on his face.

"Don't listen to this STUPID BITCH!!! I'll tell you what really happened." Skeppy says crossing his arms, a smirk on his face.

"Hey language geppy!!!" Bad exclaims a pout apperant on his face.

****

"Its just a Rollercoaster!!!!!" Skeppy whines in response grabbing onto the others shoulders and gently shaking them both back and forth.

"But 'Geppy!!!! It's too high. What if we fall off, or worse. Get stuck upside down." The older says, some of his words muffled from the two being shook back and forth.

"Pleasee...." Skeppy pleads, snivelling. The fake crying being loud enough for a few people to turn their heads for a minute. But Skeppy didn't care. Not really, he'd made scenes way worse than this in the past, because we'll. It worked. The loud whining and pleading had always made Bad embarrassed.

Panic fills Bad's eyes as he sees people staring at him and his whining and snivelling Skeppy. "Fine!!!" Bad quiet screams at the shorter boy next to him. "Just stop crying!!!!" He adds, and Skeppys posture instantly straightened at the olders words along with a large smile almost instantly.

"Yay!!!" The shorter boy practically screams before grabbing hold of the others hand and dragging him over to the biggest Rollercoaster there. Man, Bad was gonna regret this.

By the time they got to the line, which wasn't very long, sence it was a small, quite cute amusment park and all. Bad looked nervous, Skeppy watched as the boy next to him was tapping his foot to the ground and sweating. More than usual. Yup he was definitely nervous.

Skeppy grabbed the older boys hand once again and held it tightly in his, squeezing gently. Bad looked down at the shorter, a small smile on his face.

"I'll hold your hand the whole time" Skeppy chirps a big, dumb smile covering his face. Bad giggled looking at the sparkle in the slightly shorter boys eyes, it made his face heat up. Just a little.

"Okay but if I die on there it's your fault 'Geppy." Bad says pointing to the Rollercoaster, which was going right now. The screams of the people being clearly heard, one of them even screamed "We're all gonna die!!!". This made Bad shiver slightly.

The two waited in mostly silence for two or three more minutes before people started getting off and before they knew it the were boarding the Rollercoaster. Still holding Bads hand he guided them to the front as quick as he could, strapping them both in with that cold metal Rollercoaster bar. A big smile coated Skeppy's face and he was practically jumping for joy in his seat.

"Geppy.." Bad says, trying to get the other boys attention, poking his arm gently, a worried smile on his face.

"Yesss Bad..?" Skeppy asks in response, a large smile still on his face. Bad found it cute, but he wouldn't admit that.

"You said..." Bad mumbles before pausing. He breathes in shaking the blush from his face. "You said we could hold hands." He finally gets out, a warmth coating his face in a strawberry pink.

"Oh yeah..! Sure Badboy." Skeppy says, a small smirk on his face, as he grabs Bad's hand. Ready to ride the thing of Bads nightmares.

****

"Then we rode the Rollercoaster!" Skeppy says a smile on his face. "And it was so so fun..Bad was screaming the whole time and...-" The shorter boy trailed off as Bad stared at him, holding his own cheek in his hand. A small blush coated Bads face as Skeppy continued to explain what happened after and stuff that Bad didn't really have to add to.

Hopefully, people didn't screenshot this or put it in one of those "Skephalo moments!!!" videos. Hopefully, people just didn't notice the staring at all.

A/n #2 : GAY ‼️‼️ GAY GAY GAY‼️ if you read this platonically, just know you're lying to yourself

#skephalo #fanfic #rollercoaster #silly #writers on tumblr #bad writing #mcyt #bbh #badboyhalo #skeppy #oneshot

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pohyuck · 2 years ago

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lee donghyuck x reader

☆ fluff, tiny bit of angst, jealousy, cheating, kissing, heavy cursing, childhood friends to lovers, 4.3k wc

not proofread

☆★☆

haechan was playing with his friends when he heard a girl cry loudly, turning his head he saw two boys making fun of the little girl.

despite him being smaller than the two, he didn't think twice about hiding you behind him and yelling at the other two to leave you alone.

you two have been unseperable ever since, and he promised never to let anyone hurt you again.

who would have thought that in the end, he would be the cause to your heartache?

★

although the grownups in your life constantly encourage you to enjoy your youth since you won't get the chance to do it again, there are some aspects of it that are unpleasant. the continual change in your body, the pressure from those around you, and the abandonment of friends.

its pathetic how you still care about the guy that left you without saying anything.

★

you and haechan have some sort of friday night ritual where he comes over to watch a movie marathon with you. but tonight, for some reason, he wasn't there. even though you weren't very concerned by it, you still felt compelled to ask him about it.

weird. you thought. no reply.

you just shrugged it off, figuring that he was either asleep or had an urgent task to complete. but once it had been three days and he hadn't replied or read your texts, you began to worry.

you just decided to ask him about it at school. however, he was acting even stranger at school. his responses seemed reserved, and eventually, he simply ignored you.

you tried to reach out to him often, but each time he gave you an excuse to be left alone. you just stopped communicating with him after you grew tired of his attitude.

it left you hurt and confused. the night you finally accepted that you had lost your bestfriend, you buried yourself in your tears.

★

you're really grateful to your friends for helping you get over what happened and you don't know what you would have done without them.

"tonight's the night you finally get out there! there are a lot more better, hotter men out there than that idiot, redacted" your friend, youngsi exclaims

"i just got here how are you drunk already" you ask as you try to hold her stable

"well i arrived here 2 hours ago so i don't think you expected me to hold myself back for you. i would die for you, but you know it's alcohol over you. only the truth" she says and you scrunch your nose at the smell of alcohol in her breath.

"and i'm not drunk! just tipsy! now let's find you a man. but first, a drink of course." she grins as she pulls you deeper into the crowd.

she hands you your drink and asks, "so, have you seen anyone interesting yet?" she raises her eyebrows at you

renjun approaches you and wrapped you both in a hug "good evening ladies" he greeted with a smile "what's up"

"hey rj, we're on a mission to find y/n's new man tonight" youngsi grins and renjun just chuckles. "well, goodluck with that i'm gonna go play some beer pong. you guys wanna join?" youngsi already stood up ready to follow him, he looks at you "i'm good. i just want to sit down for now. you guys have fun though." he smiles at you and youngsi hugged you before walking away

not too long after your friends had left you, a guy sat down beside you, you didn't acknowledge him until he spoke

"hey, you're y/n right?" he asks in a quiet tone "oh hi, yes i am, i'm sorry but may i ask for your name?," you reply "i'm han sungho, we study at the same university but a seperate campus, i see you a lot on the bulettin board. you're really pretty"

you both blushed "thanks. what's your course?" "fine arts" he smiles shyly

"oh! that is so cool you know fine arts was actually my second choice," the both of you talked the whole night, enjoying each other's company

after exchanging numbers, you two got closer and eventually started dating.

★

they were both rushing late, and jeno, haechan's roommate, roared into his ear, "DONGHYUCK GET THE FUCK UP." haechan grumbled and griped, asking why he would even bother to wake him up.

"i would feel too guilty leaving without you." "please adjust for me once and go get washed up" he begs. "five more minutes" haechan groans. "screw that, just change. NOW. or i'm really going to go without you"

he hurried to get ready as soon as he could, feeling quite awful for making his friend run late.

"hey, what's with the long face?" jaemin greets them with a smile. "fucking exhausted" haechan groans. "wouldn't have happened if you actually rested and not play video games the whole night" jeno nags.

"why rest when you can just play video games right?" jeno rolled his eyes at this and haechan just shrugged.

as soon as your breaks matched, sungho and you made the decision to have lunch together. given that his room is close to the cafeteria, you decided to pick him up.

haechan passed by you as you stood outside the room waiting for your partner, but you didn't appear to notice. he continued to turn to face you until he caught you with sungho. he winced at this and turned aside, oblivious to his own thoughts.

★

your professor was pairing you up for a group assignment the following day, and when your heard the name he called with yours, your hands started to sweat

"hi y/n! it's been too long since we last talked, how are you?" jaemin sits next to you. you were pretty close to haechan's friends, but since he ghosted you, all of your interactions have ended.

"hey jaemin, i've been alright" you reply in a low tone, not quite ready to be talking with someone that is within haechan's circle

"that's nice to hear. well, i'm looking forward to working with you, friend" he says while shaking your hand. you smiled and nod at him

★

"i still cant believe that out of the 50% chance i would get partnered up with a haechanette, i actually get partnered up with a haechanette" you gripe

youngsi shakes her head at this "guess universe isn't on your side for today. but maybe it's a sign?" she says while tilting her head

"why would it be a sign? for what?"

"duh! for you know, you and haechan.. actually no i don't want that it's nothing it's just a class project! atleast it isn't him you were partnered up with" you agree with this. "and it would be strange since youre not in the same class so.. whatever just goodluck, girl"

★

you both agreed that it would be best to do the project at jaemin's dorm since it was closer to the campus than yours and you still had a class in two hours.

you can't help but worry about running into haechan though.

"don't worry he won't be home until 5, you know i won't put you in such a situation y/n" jaemin assures you. having some of your tension eased, you can now breathe more easily.

★

as you were on your way to class, and as the elevator doors open, the man inside was haechan, luckily, you didn't react at all and just went inside, he hopped out and left. you didn't realize you were holding your breath until you were alone

"holy shit" haechan says while walking to his dorm, he got inside looking pale and wide-eyed "what the hell happened to you?" jaemin questions. haechan didn't reply to him and just went into his room

the whole time you were in class, all you could think about was the situation at the dorm, you were lucky enough that you didn't meet in their dorm room but not lucky enough to just not run into him at all. you sigh deeply

★

you've been coming over to jaemin's dorm for a while now, and fortunately, you haven't seen haechan yet since the time you met at the elevator so you we're feeling ease.

and since the universe isn't always on your side, as you were putting your shoes on, ready to leave, someone opens the front door, and that someone just happens to be the person you've been avoiding

he gave you a quick glance before entering his room. jaemin had an embarrassed expression on his face when you turned to face him he mouthed sorry to you, and you just shook your head

when you told your friends about what happened, their jaws were on the floor

"i cannot believe that just happened" renjun finally spoke and youngsi was just looking at you with her mouth widely open. renjun closed her mouth and said, "so what did he do he just looked at you and go?" you nod, "well yeah, what is there to talk about anyway? i'm actually glad he didn't speak to me" youngsi grumbles. she was already enraged with haechan since you had formerly spent more time with him, but after he hurt you, she has absolutely abhorred him.

"that's nice then, you won't have to worry about talking to him even if he's at the dorm. you'll get the project done sooner and you wouldn't have to worry about meeting him at all! yay!" she celebrates. you and renjun only looked at each other, both unsure of the situation

★

"why was y/n here? jaemin i know you're a playboy and all but you should know enough not to fuck with her" haechan says, annoyed

"i would never try to get with someone who's taken. she only came over so we could do our project for mr. kim's class. and unlike you, i try not to hurt my friends" jaemin rolls his eyes at haechan and walked away

haechan only sighs and sat by himself.

★

jeno was clueless about what happened so he was confused why his friends were quiet "okay, can someone tell me what the fuck happened?" jaemin grumbles and haechan looked away "alright, you two go get dressed up we are going to hang out today, make up, and be best friends forever, how about that?" jeno says with hope of his friends agreeing

"how about we just stay home?" haechan remarks "how about i just rip your playstation to pieces?" jeno threatens "you wouldn't" "yes i would, i'm not the one who pays it" they squint their eye at each other "fine"

★

haechan noticed you and sungho together as they were strolling around the mall; he wishes he were the one holding your hand and making you laugh, but he doesn't deserve it after what he had done to you.

"so, where do you kids want to go?" jeno puts his arms around jaemin and haechan's shoulders "home" jaemin says. jeno flicks his forehead

"i want ice cream" haechan says as he saw you and sungho walk in the ice cream shop. "let's go get some ice cream then"

he searched the room for you when he entered and when he did, he spotted you giving your partner ice cream and taking pictures of him. he felt so envious

"yo, what do you want to order" jeno taps his shoulder

as they were having their ice cream he was only looking at you, when jeno saw what haechan was doing, he slammed his head and said, "you had me pay ten bucks for you to stare at a girl?!" jaemin glances in the same general direction that haechan was looking and sighs.

as soon as you finished your dessert, you hastily left since you were conscious of someone staring at you and it made you feel uncomfortable.

"you okay, love?" sungho asks you as he was worried "yeah i'm fine i just have to go to the bathroom real quick" sungho nods at you

★

"i can't believe were almost done! thank you oh my gosh" you sigh happily and jaemin just smiles

"ugh this month has been so tiring, i'm just glad i got partnered up with someone i know" you agree with this

haechan left his room and announced that he was going to the store to buy some things "i'll be back soon please don't lock the door i broke my keys. or at least open it for me later." jaemin gives him a thumbs up and returns to working with you

on his way to the store, haechan noticed a couple acting affectionately on the sidewalk. he was going to cringe until he realized who the man was.

"that shameless fucker" haechan mutters, contemplating whether to confront sungho or simply tell you what he saw. he assumes that it would be best to do so when he returns, but by that time, you had already left.

he decides he would just tell you the next time you come over

★

he felt so awful and guilty every time you passed him with sungho and you looking so happy. he wanted to interrupt you both so he could tell you what the man has been doing to behind your back.

haechan asked jaemin if he could have some time alone with you "please. just 10 minutes" he pleads. jaemin sighs and lets him "i swear if you make her uncomf-" haechan cuts him off "i won't!"

haechan opening the door for you caught you off guard. you simply walked his path without saying a word. he gave you a glass of water and you thank him softly

"so where's jaemin?" "y/n i have something to tell you" you felt nervous when these words came out of his mouth. "what is it about?" you ask "it's about your boyfriend, sungho?" you nod and giving him the signal to continue

"remember when i told you i was gonna pick some stuff up at the store? i saw him with some girl on my way there. they were being so touchy too"

"are you sure this is not just some joke of yours?" you weren't certain he could be trusted.

"what?" he looked confused "haechan, i'm not in the mood for this right now" he sighs and says "y/n i'm not kidding why would i joke about this?"

"well it's kind of natural to lose your trust in someone after they leave you" you shrug and he just hangs his head low "it's your choice whether to believe me or not. i did my part to let you know"

★

all you could think of whenever you were with sungho was what haechan told you. since he often felt the need to leave school as soon as his classes concluded and had been acting a little aloof lately, you believed that he had an urgent matter to attend to and didn't bother to question anymore.

but once he came over at yours, you noticed something and say, "i didn't give you that" he looked at you confused "give me what" you pointed at his neck "that hickey on your fucking neck, sungho"

he rubbed it and made an attempt at an explanation, but it was too blatant. he reached out to you but you moved away, saying, "get out," "y/n i can expl-" "I SAID GET OUT!"

your friends were out of town and the only person you could reach was jaemin. since you've been working on your project virtually every week, you two have become closer. you walked over to his room since you knew he wouldn't judge you.

when the door opened, it wasn't jaemin who was on the other side; instead, it was haechan, who had first warned you about this.

he pulled you into the room after noticing your tears, and was taken aback when you hugged him. he just held you until you were comforted.

"i'm sorry for interrupting, but I simply needed some company and thought jaemin would answer the door for me."

while wiping away the tears from your cheeks, haechan said, "hey, it's alright. jaemin's not home, but i hope i can provide you the company that you need?"

you sat down on the couch and began to tell him what had happened. he listened intently as you said, "he cheated on me, hyuck," and as more tears rolled down your cheeks, he pulled you into a hug, saying, "it will be okay, y/n. i'm here."

you mutter, "you still owe me an apology," to which he responds, "i know, and I want to make it up to you. can i pick you up and bring you to our spot tomorrow?" you nodded as you turned to face him, and he grinned and fluffed your hair.

being with haechan once more was comfortable. you hoped that he wouldn't hurt you again.

★

he fulfilled upon his word by picking you up the next day and driving you to your favorite place for stargazing. you were sat at the hood of his car and he began to speak

"i want to start by saying thank you for allowing me to apologize to you. y/n, i'm very sorry. i was struggling to feel okay and just wasn't able to get well. i didn't tell you about it because i knew you would have tried to help, but i didn't want you to. the people around me made it worse, school was also bullshit, and everything was just stressful. i wanted to improve myself for you, and i wanted to do it alone. i would be unpleasant and swear at everyone who attempted to help me, so i fled out of fear that i would do the same to you. until i was too frightened to even approach you. so sorry again. please try to forgive me; i promise to treat you better. i was a coward and i'm so stupid to do that to my best friend who only wanted the best for me."

you start to tear up "hyuck, i'm sorry for what happened to you and i'm sorry for not attempting to understand you. thank you for trying to do that for me, but i would have loved if you let me know earlier," you both laughed as you made a light joke. "i forgive you" you smile at him "you don't have to apologize for anything; it's all my fault, thank you y/n" he said as he gazed up at you and pulled you into a close hug.

★

when your friends returned, you filled them in on what happened between you and sungho as well as the reconciliation between you and haechan.

youngsi clenches her hands and says, "i'm literally going to beat sungho up," while renjun sobs, "i'm so sorry y/n, i was out having fun while you were alone. i'm so sorry."

when you noticed that renjun was crying, you started to cry as well. you comforted him, saying, "rj, it's okay haechan was with me, i'm glad you got to relax without having to think of anything else, you deserve that more than anything."

youngsi also started to cry and the three of you continued to weep and drink all night. words cannot express how grateful you are to have them.

★

you made the decision to go out to a club with your friends tonight, and they asked that you bring haechan.

haechan was overjoyed by this and eager to see you once more. he picked you up and drove you both to the place

"hey girl!" youngsi greets you haechan smiled at her and she replied with a nod "renjun's at the bar, let's get you both a drink"

haechan stayed by your side the entire night and made sure not to drink much so he could drive you back to your place after. "you guys, i have to go, my man's waiting for me outside" youngsi announced and renjun asked if he could come with as he wasn't feeling too well anymore. you bid your goodbyes and you're left alone with haechan

"do you want to go home too? you're drunk already" you scoffed "no i'm not!" he just nodded at you "maybe a little bit," you run your hands through his leather jacket, he felt tense

"i am so attracted to you right now" he blushed "hyuck, i want you" you sat on his lap and he held you by your waist "y/n, you're drunk. i'm taking you home" "i'm not drunk!" you whine. he walks you to his car and drove you home. he heard you gently call his name while he was tucking you in bed. you tugged on his jacket's hem and whispered, "stay"

★

when you were going to make yourself some tea since you had woke up with the worst headache ever and were trying to recall how the hell you got home, you noticed a man sleeping on your couch. you screamed loudly, causing the man to jump and tumble off the couch.

"haechan!? what are you doing here!?" "you were begging me to stay last night! it was the only way to make you go to sleep!" he argued

you just made your way to the kitchen and started to make tea for the both of you. haechan positioned himself on the kitchen counter

"so what happened last night? i completely blacked out" you ask him while rubbing your temple and handing him his tea

"nothing much, besides from you telling me you wanted me" you almost choke on your drink and looked at him wide-eyed

"i did WHAT?" he chuckles "so what did you do?" "i would never take advantage of anyone y/n. i took you home"

"such a gentleman huh? what if i told you i wanted you now?" he wraps his arms around your body and rests his hands on your lower back as you get closer to him.

"don't test me, y/n" he says in a low tone "or what?" he leans closer to you, your lips only a few inches away, until he walked away

you paused. "what the fuck donghyuck" he laughs and starts eating he squints his eyes at you while smiling "what? i felt hungry. eat up" you rolled your eyes

★

you were picked up from your room by haechan, who then escorted you to class. he envelops your body in his arms and kisses the top of your head before saying, "i'll pick you up at eight, okay?" you merely nod as you enter the classroom.

haechan picked you up and drove you to your favorite fast food restaurant for dinner. he then bought you both milkshakes and drove to where you like to stargaze.

you two relaxed in silence as you sat on the hood of his car.

he suddenly stood up and positioned himself between your legs and places his arms on your waist. he smiles widely at you and you laugh "what?"

"nothing, i'm just really happy to be with you" he holds your hand "y/n?" you looked at him "can i kiss you?" you blushed and nodded. he leans in and places his lips on yours you place your hand on his neck and he tightens his hold on your waist.

you pulled away for air and he pecks your lips then before resting his forehead on yours. "i'll treat you better than you deserve. will you be mine?" "i've been yours since that day at the playground" he beams and gives you another kiss.

★

you woke up with someone's arm wrapped around your frame you turned around to see haechan sleeping soundly

he looks so pretty. you thought. his golden skin, his moles, and his plump lips that you can't get enough of. but you really need to go to the bathroom so you try to get out of his hold but he only tightens it

"baby, stay with me" he nuzzles his head in your neck "hyuck, i have to pee" he looks at you "okay, but hurry up" you peck his lips and ran to the bathroom

you got back to an empty bed and hear him call you in the kitchen. "good morning, pretty" he greets you with a wide smile you hug him from the back and he turns to face you for a short kiss and returns to cooking.

you've always been a fan of his culinary skill; the meals he prepares are incredible, and you used to make jokes about getting married to him simply so you could eat well every day

"renjun and youngsi were supposed to come over today but i don't want to kick you out so i'm cancelling" you tell him. "what? no! i can cook more for them tell them to have breakfast here"

you and haechan both tell the other two that you two are dating, which causes renjun to spit out his meal in disbelief and youngsi to choke.

"she was still mine first" youngsi tells to haechan and he replied "we've been together since preschool you met her in highschool! she's always been mine"

you blush at his statement and renjun was the only one to notice as the other two were busy arguing. he mouthed congrats to you

when your friends left, you and haechan were relaxed on the couch, taking pleasure in a movie you simply happened to choose. and you were happy. your body easily fits into his arms. it seems as though you were meant to be together. in your lover's arms on a friday night was the ideal way to spend the evening.

#haechan #haechan x reader #nct x you #lee donghyuck #nct imagines #nct x reader #haechan x y/n #nct fluff #hyuck fluff #donghyuck drabbles

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annoyingvoidzombie · 1 year ago

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Heartstopper 2x01 Family:

Oh shit, parent teacher meet.. everyone is being well students but Charlie is very much "distracted" with other things (Nick Nick Nick)

Loving seeing papa Spring speaks Spanish

You Need To Start Focusing On Your Schoolwork Charlie baby

The Spring's are very not Nick's favourite fans now days

I Love Nellie Nelson

David, so if we'll wait long enough, Nick's going to look sorta like this "rockstar trash"?

Nick isn't comfortable with him and it's shown, how dare you take his Nintendo?

Nothing like drumming to not do your school work huh Charlie?

Obviously, texting your bf is always fun.. "the universe is pulling us apart" well, not in this life time it won't

Running together to Paris with Nellie, now that's a dream we can share my Narlie friends ❤️

Sharing is caring 😔

Imogen and Ben? Now that's seems kind of toxic, don't play with my baby's heart please

P-R-O-M-!

Elle x Tao is not even a slow burn, just burns

I remember taking those damn GCSE's and it was very dreadful

Holding eachother through a pen

Ben is hopelessly in love with Charlie

David kinda trying be a big bro but no, he has his intentions .. and know he knows about "Charlie"

Why in hell dose Charlie needs your approval men? Why?

This hug is everything, I know it's like only few days since last they hugged or saw eachother but my poor gay heart

Jumper, he gave him his jumper, it's basically like giving him an organ

Nellie is so pretty and they play so beautifully and its all your world now, no wonder you want to capture it Nicky boy

They kiss and the world spins once more and wow, they've learned to get in sync which is perfect

Paradise indeed

Wow Elle, you look beautiful ❤️

Elle new friends group seems fun and she's very fitting as always, perfect

Tao's mum is an Elle x Tao shipper, I call it like I see it

Imogen is so very bubbly sometimes wow but don't hurt her Nick! Although you're just trying to protect her

Oh shit, Math, I Felt the very same when I took it

Charlie comes by, that won't end well but the hug and small lift up is so cute

Elle's mum also a shipper "Your Boy" you know it mama

Tao pushing forward but Elle just pull backwards.. it hurts seeing them as that when you knoww but they don't know

Narlie and Nellie cuddles

Since when nice cup of tea makes you an old man?

David, you bitch, stay away from Charlie, he's the sweetest cinnamon roll you'll meet so fuck off!

Oh snap, Nick is out once more but not the way he would like

Fuck off David! Fuck off

You're upsetting Nellie and that's the line! Stop it!

Charlie.. it's not your fault

No Paris?? Noooo

Charlie ED is showing and I feel triggered as shit but deep breaths, I'm okay

At least they'll always have eachother texting

Wowww that's a nice body here Nick, thank you rugby !

He recorded to him.. it's new and it's so very from the heart

It's not easy to come out and we all know that

Tao is so worried for his heart and upset and he doesn't know why.. that so hard

Mama Xu is the best!

Oh Tao baby, finally, the REALISATION! now .. what you gonna do about it??

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twocrabcake · 1 year ago

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alright here’s the deal

i’m gonna make a percentage of how many trap victims/related persons survive

wish me luck this is gonna be tedious 🫡

it’s been an hour or two since i wrote that lol i got busy

idk i’m starting when its like 12am????

survived: iiiiiiiiii

not: iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

special (survived): iiiiiii

special (not): iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

special is either 1 the game was rigged or 2 they beat the game but died some other related way (ex: adam) 3 or if it was up to somebody else to save you as part of their game (ex: eric matthews, like a lot of them actually)

special good is when it was rigged/something was against them or different but they still beat it. hold on hold up i’m looking for an example rn. ok the secretary lady deborah or something she was in a trap out of her control but she survived.

(timing these for some reason) 1:12 am

dude idk where to put matthews bc his first game was a fluke and he survived but he was also like saved? idk man i’ll think about it (i put him in special died OH GOD NO LOOK AT NOTES)

i can’t put my headcanons/theory’s in here okay cowabummer dude (i have to put adam in dead i’m sorry ok)

1:20 (^im realizing now a shit ton of these fall into the special category whoopsies maybe i got too specific)

1:28 aw dude the fatal 5 are gonna suckkkk bc they’re all working together and linked and connected and shit fhhhghh

1:33 okay dude the steam lady is difficult bc the first half was a special but the last wasn’t. fuck it im just gonna say she could have survived the burns herself

1:40 can’t decide if the first and rebooted games from jigsaw should be put in together or if they should be separate. i just finished i smoked an entire bowl and i am trying my best here ok

1:50 the train guys is rigged they don’t explicitly say it but there’s no way

1:58 alright. fucking finally. that experience was just a downward spiral haha get it bc i hate that movie. also hate jigsaw the movie jigsaw. this was very unpleasant once i’m done with this shit i’m gonna fall asleep to saw 5 or smthn.

2:02 i have to use a counter online bc i’m too tired to count all those little i bitches

2:06 the fruits of my labor. my creation. behold

Pie chart

there we fucking go. a ratio. OH MY GOD THEY FUCKING SEPARATED THE 2 DEADS IM GONNA KILL. YOU. YOU WILL BE BOILED.

oh thank god

ok so there it is. the ratio of victims that survived and victims who’ve perished in jigsaws traps. you don’t know how much footage i’ve skimmed through. 1 like=1 ass kicking for to me because what was i thinking

me laying down in bed after this ↓

WAIT NO I FORGOT TO INCLUDE FUCKING ERIC MATTHEWS. THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE FUN.

2:18 ok here it is. the real true official one.

sorry for all that. thank you for accompanying me on this task. i did not have fun. except when i was watching 1-3d but then after that it sucked. 1-3d even took up almost all of the view time but the last bits were so unpleasant it threw that all out the window. gonna go watch one of the original saw movies. you can tell saw x will be good bc it has saw in the name. the title. oh my god oh god i’m realizing i forgot people. i think i forgot bobby. what the hell man screw this i’m going to sleep. i’ll deal with it when i wake up and wonder what the fuck i was on last night. thank you for joining me on this journey of a mental breakdown everybody. a mental spiral, even, if you will. i’m imagining cheesy ending scene music like the character/actor is thanking the audience. signing, logging off at 2:34 am. goodnight everyone.

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filipinosamflynn · 8 months ago

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It took me a few months, but I finally finished Iron Gold! Let me burn the kitchen down as I cook!

Note: I'm not the American education system, so I consider a 6/10 a good score. 6/10 to me means it's good but I don't think I want to read it again until years in the future.

Total Score: 8/10 - hard to read at the beginning, but phenomenonal second half. The multiple perspectives are fun, but kind of jarring to get into, some of the perspective shifts can get enfuriating by creating cliff hangers. That's obviously the intention, but come on, nobody's favorite part about a show are its cliffhangers.

Below is my tier list of all the characters:

Spoilers, unstructured thoughts, word vomit, and objectively incorrect opinions ahead. This review is based on my experience reading the book, the quality of it is obviously amazing.

Characters: 9.5/10 - Everybody is still amazing, and almost all of the new characters are so fun and well characterized! I would have given this 10/10 if not for Harmony not showing up at all in this book. I think the last time she was physically present is in Golden Son, then she is mentioned to have started the Red Hand in Morning Star but she does not show up, then when the Red Hand DOES show up in Iron Gold, she somehow still isn't there. HUH???? WASN'T THAT LYRIA'S WHOLE THING BEFORE THE TELEMANUS ADVENTURES AND THE FUNNY KIDNAPPING???? But ignoring that red bitch (and dano too, fuck that guy), Lyria is a surprising stand out to me, I love her so much and that's what surprises me. Literally all she does is be a victim, and honestly I'm here for it. It's so easy to root for an underdog character, and that's the reason why I wanted to read Red Rising in the first place, to watch an underdog character fight through their circumstances. Also, FUCKING HELL WHY DOES HER STORY END LIKE THAT???? SHE'S FUCKING INNOCENT GIVE MY GIRL A FUCKING BREAK 😭😭😭😭

Ephraim took like 70% of the book for me to like, but once the perspectives crossed over, we saw more development from him outside of his drug addiction, and him being ✨️GAY✨️ without it being the sole focus of his story being extremely awesome. Gay media doesn't get me, sometimes I just wanna see a dude who happens to be gay fuck shit up. He just needed to be more than just "the gruff mercenary", and him struggling to kill Lyria made me finally like him. I do wish we had moments of him being likable earlier, I mean I get we needed to establish him being grumpy, but I really wish we had scenes of Ephraim and Volga being friends earlier in the book. I was expecting them to be this fuck ass father daughter duo when I first started reading, but I guess not. I do love their bond a lot though, and him going through hell and back for Pax & Electra was everything I needed out of this character. Also as a side tangent, the Cyra being a spy plot just happens then goes nowhere? I mean, HUH????? I was so confused, I looked her up online, and nobody talks about Cyra. She just... exists to die and be a useless plot reveal? Unless I'm missing something, she feels like one of the most useless deaths in the series. Oh well, back to Ephraim. Yeah, I liked him a whole lot more after I realized he's into Japanese army men and footjobs.

Here's an obvious one: Darrow becomes slightly unlikable! Yeah, I didn't expect it, I still love him, but sometimes while reading this dude do war shit and ignore his wife makes me want to football kick him into a therapy chair. And then he teams up with Apollonius and, it's so fucking obvious him and Tharsus are gonna betray Darrow and curb stomp his ass. Darrow, you bitch ass motherfucker, just be with your god damn son you son of a bitch. 💀 His ending though, man you can really FEEL his absolute despair. It's not an exciting despair like at the ending of Golden Son, it's a slow, harsh, burning one you have to sit with. "It was all useless" is SUCH an awesome trope, I simply adore it. Poor Sevro.

Now onto our pathetic bitch boy of the hour: Lysander. I've known about his reputation amongst fans since I started the series, and I've been so excited to see this little shit fuck shit up and...! He's so pathetic. I'm a little disappointed by how pathetic he is compared to my expectations of him being this evil little shit. However, he turned out to be my favorite perspective. Just watching this little man who I know becomes horrible just grovel in himself, slowly rising to power, then avoiding almost every single action of good he can take is awesome. My enjoyment is also added by all of the Raas being so fun, especially Dido. This bitch... serve cunt and be evil is her motto and I love it 💅✨️

Perspectives Ranked: Lysander is my favorite perspective, him rising to power in the Rim from nothing is just satisfying, and excites me for what hell is to come in Dark Ages. I love a good villain.

Lyria is my second favorite, I just love underdogs, what can I say?

Third favorite is Ephraim. I didn't like him nor get what his deal was at the first half. I didn't know where his story would go, and I didn't give a shit about whatever the Duke of Hands wanted. Only when we got development did he become a very fun character.

Fourth favorite is Darrow. His perspective isn't bad, but it was just kind of disheartening to see my boy do all this shit and accidentally make the wrong decisions. Of course, his perspective is far from bad, it was just hard to root for him.

Personal Enjoyment: 7/10 - This was a hard book to get through in the beginning. They have to re-establish the world and you're forced to try and get through 4 different characters' perspectives. Establishing the new world, the characters, and their reason for being important is rather slow for a series with such a breakneck pace, so it was annoying to get through to be honest. Not to mention that the perspective shifts can be rough or annoying in that "TV Show cliffhanger" style. Another personal thing, because of all the re-establishing and the perspective shifting, I forgot a lot of plot points and motivations. I didn't know why Ephraim was speaking with the Duke of Hands nor what his purpose or deal was for quite a while, like I didn't know what Holiday had to do with Ephraim until the 2nd half when they said Trigg was Ephraim's fiance. I didn't even know Ephraim was going to steal until he kidnapped Pax & Electra. The story is great, but this is the first time I've read a book with multiple story lines in different perspectives, and added onto the complex web of connections and all sorts of other story bullshit, it's easy to see why I got lost and had to drop the book for a few months. However once I finally got used to everything in the 2nd half, it was an EXTREMELY fun read that made up for the hard to understand and read through first half. This is feels like a book I only appreciate on the prospect of a re-read where I know what happens since the blind read was, uh, annoying.

Plot: 8/10 - As I said, the beginning was kind of annoying to get through and I can't for the life of me remember anything that happened to Ephraim at the start, and 25% of Darrow's & Lysander's plotline. It's just a me thing. The story as a whole is extremely fun, all the twists and events are a blast to read (except for Ephraim's moping at the start of the book, if he even moped because as I said before, I can't remember shit about Ephraim from part 1 except that he has a fancy gun and the Duke of Hands wanted to cut off his hand if he didn't do the thing). Lyria's story was the most engaging for me from start to finish, so that's a plus. Really, my opinion on this book is kind of being carried by the 2nd half, which sucks because this is still a really great book! I just had a hard time following it. But the plot was great, and (obviously) the action scenes are a highlight. The Cassius kills a bunch of dudes and says his honor remains scene is badass as all hell, Lyria's desperate escape from the Red Hand + its aftermath is so visceral and everything I love about the series, Ephraim saving the kids is the best scene in the book in my opinion, and the realization of "it was all for nothing" upon the Ash Lord's reveal was just UGH 😭 I LOVE THAT SHIT!

My Expectations Heading Into Dark Ages:

• Cassius isn't dead, it's too obvious. Not only did we pull that shit off with Dancer and Uncle Narol, but we didn't see a body, and his death just felt weirdly unsatisfying for a series like Red Rising. Cassius didn't even get to talk to Pytha or his frot buddy Darrow once, so yeah, not dead.

• Victra is going to be this fuck ass antihero doing the wrong things for the right reason of finding her daughter. I can feel her getting a character arc in Dark Ages.

• Mustang's perspective is coming up in Dark Ages and OOOOOHHHHHHH IM SO FUCKING EXCITED TO READ THROUGH THEM, Mustang has remained strong of my favorite character in the series. Sevro is a very close 2nd favorite, but Mustang is the Beyonce of Red Rising.

• I know Darrow gets absolutely FUCKED in Dark Ages. Good. Let me whump.

• I have no clue what will happen with Lyria & Ephraim, but hopefully they don't die! I think Lyria doesn't get a perspective in Dark Ages so *i am scared*.

• Lysander will be so fucking fun to read through now that he's no longer just a pathetic hacky sack getting kicked around. I wanna finally despise and hate this little shit for fun, he looks like he's gonna have the same fuck ass stage presence as the Jackal. Just a feeling on the vibes Lysander will hold.

• I know Dark Ages will destroy me, so I already have Lightbringer ready as my detox, and a box of tissues bought for when I start.

• Harmony BETTER show up. She has literally done nothing since Golden Son (yeah she technically started Red Hand in Morning Star but RH literally did nothing there, and Harmony herself hasn't shown up for 2 straight books).

#sam flynn reads red rising #red rising #iron gold #review #tier list #book review

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imtryingmybeskar · 2 years ago

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Come Home Chapter Eleven

Joel Miller x F! Reader

Word count: 5555

The Winter Dance is finally upon us!

This is basically fluff. Start to finish. No spoilers really, except mention of a few characters who become important in TLOU 2 (Jesse and Dina). Ellie also calls Joel a fogey in TLOU 2 and it stuck with me. This is pretty dialogue heavy compared to most chapters.

Also please don't skate on frozen ponds. It's a good way to die. And definitely don't use 20+ year old make up. It's a good way to get eye infections.

Come Home

Chapter Eleven - Dreams Of Yesterday

“Come on, Joel!”

“I am really not sure about this!”

“Just…c’mon. Do it for Ellie!”

“Oh, that is a low blow.”

“Fine, then do it for the coffee.”

“That’s even lower!” you hear him bellow as you whizz past and you cackle to yourself as you do another circuit.

The journey to the lake was barely fifteen minutes on horseback, and when you had spied it through the trees you had given a sharp intake of painfully cold breath at the simplistic yet staggering beauty in front of you. The perfectly clear, deep blue sky arching above provided a stark backdrop to the bare bones of the trees and dark pines that lined it thickly. Their reflections would be beautifully mirrored at any warmer time, but the solid circumference of pearlescent silver blue that stretched ahead delighted you far more and is exactly what you hoped you would find.

Dismounting the horse, you had pulled two pairs of skates from your backpack and turned to Joel grinning wickedly.

“Wait, are you kiddin’ me?”

“I thought I’d give a pair to Ellie for Christmas, teach her how. But we obviously need to make sure the ice is safe. If it can hold our weight, it can hold hers.”

“And what if it doesn’t?” he had asked, jumping down from his own horse.

“It will,” you promised. “I used to skate like this a lot. Besides, you know I’d never put her in danger.”

“Yeah, yeah I know,” he grumbled, fiddling unnecessarily with the saddlebags.

“Just…trust me,” you had said, thrusting the skates at him before beginning to put yours on. “It will be fun.”

Ten minutes later he was still prevaricating on the shore. You meanwhile had been delighting in the freeing feeling of speeding around, the freezing air ruffling your clothes and biting at your cheeks in a very pleasant way. You approach where Joel is hanging on to a tree at the edge of the lake, his skates finally on his feet. Your gloved hands seek his and you tug him toward the ice.

“I haven’t done this in years,” he protests gently.

“Neither have I. It’s just like riding a bike.”

“Well I haven’t done that in years either.”

“You’ll be fine,” you reassure him. “Just think of the coffee.”

“Are you bribin’ me?”

“Bribe is such an ugly word. I prefer to think of it as emotional blackmail.”

He laughs and it’s a warming, lovely thing amid the frosty air.

As he steps on the ice his eyes widen and he immediately begins to flail as his legs skid underneath him. For such a big man, he resembles nothing so much as a newborn giraffe on shaky legs and you try and fail to suppress your giggles.

“Its okay! Joel? Joel! Look at me, you’re oka-“

The last word is cut off as he finally tips too far and sits down hard on the ice with an “Oof!” He’s still clinging on to your hands for dear life so manages to drags you down too, and you land somewhat painfully on your knees in between his legs.

“Oh shit!” he exclaims. “You hurt?”

You shake your head, unable to speak around the laughter that spills out.

“Well, least we know for sure the ice ain’t gonna give,” he says wryly as you get up and help to pull him to his feet. “But I’m too damn old for this.”

“Aw come on. You’re not that old. And besides, you think Ellie’s gonna give up that fast? You’ll get back into it.”

Once he gets his feet under him and remembers how to move on the ice, he ends up being pretty good. You are patient with him, first skating backward with both of his hands in yours and leading him gently until he feels confident enough to skate next to you holding on to just one hand. When he manages to do a wobbly circuit alone you cheer him on, and his smile grows wide under his flushed, cold-pinkened cheeks. To your surprise but utter delight, he slides his hand back into yours again to complete a few more passes across the ice, your voices raised together in laughter as you move joyously through the perfect winter scenery.

“So…when even is Christmas?” you ask an hour later as you lean against a pine to put your normal boots back on. “Tomorrow? Next week?”

“Coupla weeks,” he replies, grimacing as the cold hits his socked feet before he has a chance to stuff them into his own boots. “Maria somehow managed to keep an accurate calendar all this time. Thanksgivin’ was just before you came to town.”

“Oh!” you say in surprise. “Then…” You trail off.

“What’s up?” he asks as he bends to begin tying his laces.

“Nothing. Its silly really. Its just…that means that it was my birthday. Probably around the time I arrived in Jackson. I’ve not really thought about it. I know how old I am, obviously, and I knew since it was winter it was sometime around now. I just…haven’t marked it since…well, you know.”

“Hmm,” he grunts non-committally, and he touches the place on his coat where his watch lies underneath in a seemingly unconscious gesture. “Well, I’ll haveta get you a drink at the dance then.”

“Oh…yeah. When is that again?” You try to force your voice to sound casual. He hadn’t mentioned it since the clocktower the previous week and you had followed his lead, still not entirely certain whether he had just been neighbourly when he had asked you to go.

“This Saturday. Ellie hasn’t quit talkin’ about it for days. Some of the other kids will be there. Think she’s a little nervous about it all.”

“Understandable. I remember my first dance. I was terrified. Ended up having drinks with my best friend beforehand just to calm the nerves. Not that she needs that kind of courage,” you add hastily.

“If anyone has a way of winnin’ people over, its her,” Joel agrees, a begrudging admiration to his tone. “We’ll come by ‘round sundown if that’s okay with you.”

“Sounds great,” you say, and you hide your grin by bending over your pack to shove your skates inside.

Though you had been given clothes by Maria when you arrived and are grateful that they are both warm and free of any kinds of disgusting stains, at the moment you are cursing the fact that they are also all extremely practical. An hour before Joel and Ellie are due to come over, you stare at your reflection with a sigh and root around in your closet for the third time in the hope that something distinctly impractical and extremely sexy has materialised since the last time you looked. Strangely, it has not. So you make do with jeans, your boots, and a flattering and fairly low cut vest top with a more practical but still figure hugging long sleeved shirt over it. Most of the make up you had nabbed from the store is unusable, as you had imagined, but you manage to eke out a little eyeshadow and a little tinted lip balm. Just enough that you feel slightly more dressy than usual.

The knock at the door startles you, even though you have been anticipating it with nervous excitement all day, and you smooth your hair and pull on your coat before opening it. Ellie is bouncing excitedly on the balls of her feet in front of the door, Joel lounging at the bottom of your porch steps.

“Hi,” you greet them warmly. “All set?”

“Yup,” says Ellie excitedly.

“Anyone would think you actually do wanna be around people,” you tease as you pull the door to.

“Pfft, I just don’t wanna spend another night playing cards with you guys,” she fires back. “Fogeys, both of you.”

You hold your hand over your heart and pretend to be deeply wounded even as Joel lets out a disbelieving scoff.

“You’re just mad ‘cause I always beat you at Go Fish.”

As you walk to the centre of town you look up to see that the sky is a perfect winter sunset – violently orange and pink and gold in the west and fading to a purple black up above where the first stars can be seen emerging. It seems like the whole town will be in attendance tonight. People are coming from every side street, stepping from porches after closing up their shops and houses and all are heading in the same direction – a largeish building that you have never been into before but that you have noticed on your wanderings around town. You had been slightly anxious about the prospect of being around so many people all at once after so long, but you found that with Ellie by your side and Joel next to her, it wasn’t so bad and you could focus on the excitement of the night building in the air instead.

As you approach the hall music swells and you hear whoops and cheers and clapping from within. A sudden burst of warmth spreads throughout you to join the pleasant anticipation you’re already feeling – despite everything, despite what lay outside, these people were being so very human, gathering together and celebrating nothing more than the fact that they were alive.

“Ellie! Hey!”

The girl who calls to her is with small group of teenagers up ahead. She is about Ellie’s age, dark haired and dark eyed with tendrils of hair escaping her high ponytail to frame her face.

“Oh, hey Dina,” Ellie calls back, and then gives Joel a sideways glance.

“Well go on then, don’t let us fogeys cramp your style,” he murmurs in an amused tone, and she leaps forward, rushing to join the group without looking back.

“Guess I don’t have to worry about drinking in front of her and being a bad example,” you smile.

The hall is packed with people and the warmth of their collective body heat begins to thaw your frozen extremities almost immediately. The walls are made of a cosy, rustic wood, with thick, dark coloured drapes across the windows to keep out the winter’s night. Metal-framed lanterns cast their patterns to the ceiling, strings of lights have been hung from the rafters above and splay in random bursts across the walls, tables and chairs have been pushed back to the edges of the room to maximise space to dance. People twirl, faces delighted and free in a way you haven’t seen in so many years. Your eyes rove over the scene feasting upon the sight of joy and happiness. When they flick to Joel he is looking down at you with an appraising smile, the low light making his eyes twinkle black.

“Its beautiful,” you murmur, though you’re sure your voice is lost in the music that stirs the room.

You and Joel make your way to the wooden panel of the bar, where several other people stand propping it up – watching the dancers, chatting, laughing, throwing back drinks.

“Lemmie get you that birthday drink. Whaddya havin’?” Joel enquires.

“What do they have?”

“Beer, whiskey, wine, some folk brew their own moonshine but even I’d think twice about that!”

“Wine sounds good. Thanks!”

As Joel waits for Seth to serve him, you take off your gloves and stuff them in the pocket of your coat before taking that off too, folding it and holding it against your stomach. You spot Chloe and Vanessa across the bar from you, deep in conversation. Chloe catches your eye and waves and when you return it Vanessa also turns to greet you. Once she spies Joel next you she raises a very suggestive eyebrow and grins widely, making the heat rise into your cheeks. They resume their talking, now smiling and casting occasional speculative glances in your direction.

Joel turns back to you, holding out a glass of reddish liquid and you take no small pleasure in his subtle double take when he sees you properly, his dark gaze taking you in before he passes the wine to you.

“You look…nice,” he offers.

“Thanks. It’s the lack of bloodspatter I think.”

“He snorts into his beer, almost choking on his laugh before he manages to swallow the liquid.

“Yeah, that’s gotta be it.”

He places his beer on the bar and removes his own thick coat. He looks much the same as he does day to day – you hadn’t been expecting a tux after all – but since you very much enjoy how he looks anyway, you allow your own gaze to linger briefly on the triangular patch of freckled skin that the undone top buttons allow you to see, the straining of the material across his broad chest and shoulders.

“You look good too,” you say simply and he inclines his head in thanks as he gently clinks his glass against yours. The slightly bitter taste of blackberry explodes on your tongue as you take your first sip of the wine and you both stand with your back to the bar, observing the spectacle in front of you. His arm brushes yours as he moves, and while you know it’s only accidental you still get a tiny tingle across your skin.

“So…you come here often?” he ventures and now it’s your turn to splutter into your drink.

“Smooth, Joel.”

“Look who’s talkin’. You damn near spat your drink across the dancefloor.”

“I’ll bet you were king of the cheesy pick up line in your day.”

“Thought you said I wasn’t that old.”

“I didn’t say when your day was now did I?”

“Hmmm…fine, fine, you’re pullin’ it back,” he mutters, taking another swig of beer. “But no, I never dated much. Havin’ a kid and workin’ all the time didn’t leave much over for shit like that.”

You cover your surprise and embarrassment with another gulp of wine. You hadn’t been serious with your comment and hadn’t thought it an invitation to actually get him to share anything with you. But since he had…

“It wasn’t all it was cracked up to be,” you sigh. “Not that I did much of it anyway. I guess I was lucky in that regard. Got married shortly after college.”

Your hand shakes a little as you make the confession, and you cover it by taking two large gulps of wine. You can see Joel facing you in your peripheral vision, but don’t feel able to meet his eyes right now. Instead you focus on the dancing, the pairs of people moving seamlessly together round and round the floor, their happy faces bathed in the soft glow of the lights. You spot Ellie standing against the opposite wall, chatting animatedly with a tall boy with a mop of black hair and the girl you had seen earlier and then hear the empty clink of a bottle as Joel puts it on the bar. He asks the only question you have any interest in answering right now.

“Another?”

Another goes down nicely, as does the third. After getting away from the insidious topic you and Joel had been skirting around earlier, you find yourself relaxing into the night again and enjoying the conversation that flows. Tommy and Maria come to chat, as do Chloe and Vanessa. Ellie ducks in and out, appearing suddenly at your elbow as you sit atop your barstool and disappearing again just as quickly.

The evening takes on a hazy, fuzzy texture after a while and you are very aware that you are treading the line of having drunk far too much, but the alcohol and laughter buzzing through you makes you unable to care.

Do you dance, Joel?" you ask him, drunkenly.

"You askin'?"

"Pfft hell no. Trus' me, you don't want my feet anywhere near yours. You'll have bruises f'r dayyyys!" you smile. "Bu' I want you to have a good time tonigh'. Not jus' sittin' here babysittin' me. If you wanna dance, go dance."

"Oh I'm doin' just fine here," he confirms, raising his beer toward you. Tommy's the dancer of the two of us. I just sing." He suddenly clams up at your overly delighted expression.

"You siiiing?" you ask, intrigued.

"Well, sometimes," he smiles.

“ 'm gonna haveta hear you one of these days. Set up Jackson's first karaoke bar jus' f'r you."

"Aw hell no," he says fervently. "I'll take my chances on the outside if that's the way you're gonna play it!"

You giggle before taking another sip of wine, allowing yourself to look at him much more fully than you would if you were sober. His big, strong hands are picking at the edge of the rounded paper that passes for beer mats here, the movement causing muscles in his exposed forearm to twitch hypnotically back and forth. You give yourself a little shake and try to focus on conversation.

“So…where did you get your coffee hookup before me ‘s what I wanna know,” you slur at Joel, resting your hand heavily on your chin as you look at him.

“Oh, I was jonesing for a while,” he smiles.

A thought strikes you and you voice it, ignoring the slight pang in your heart as you do.

“Wha’ ‘bout Chris?”

Even in your inebriated state you notice Joel’s face darken and then the shutters come down, his eyes closing off and his smile fading to nothing.

“What about her?”

“Well when she came b’fore? I know she traded some of it las’ time she was here.”

He laughs and you detect a note of bitterness. “Trust me, she wouldn’ta traded with me.” He turns to his drink, sips it and you study him. The realisation hits you like a thunderbolt and your lack of filter at this particular time makes the words that come next unstoppable.

“Ohhh, you’re asshole Joel!” you exclaim. Heat suffuses your cheeks immediately afterward and you begin to splutter. “Fuck! I…s-shit. Shit! I’m so sorry, that wasso rude! It’s jus’ she mentioned a guy called Joel who-“

“Was an asshole?” he supplies, a wry smile curling one side of his lips.

“Well yeah but…oh Christ, fuck I’M the asshole,” you groan hopelessly.

He turns back to you and holds up a placating hand.

“I’ll forgive ya if you let me tell my side of the story,” he offers.

You bury your head in your hands. “Maybe one day I c’n talk to you without embarrassin’ myself. Today is appar’ntly not that day,” you mutter half to yourself.

Warmth covers your hand and you feel a gentle tugging. You go with it, let him pull your hand away from your face and look up at him expecting to see at least some annoyance, but there is only indulgent amusement.

“I’d seen her around a coupla times before we spoke. She wasn’t usually here long enough for me to actually get to know her. One night she came into the bar, came on to me. Very drunkenly, very loudly and very publicly. I said I wasn’t interested in the nicest way I could, but that far down the whiskey bottle she didn’t seem to understand subtlety anymore. So…I rejected her as publicly as she had propositioned me. And she did not take kindly to it.”

“Yikessss,” you replied, grimacing. “Sounds messy. I feel like I should apologise for her but um…well, uh…” You trail off and to your horror feel your chin begin to wobble.

“Hey,” Joel says softly, his eyes raking your face. “Are you okay?”

“Uhhh yup,” you manage as you take a sip of wine and swallow hard, pushing the sudden pain of her loss down inside to be released at a more appropriate time. “So uh…why did you say no? Fuck! That’s…that’s also embarassin’. Sorry. I’ll shut up…jus’…jus’ ignore me.”

He lets out a short peal of laughter. “Between the coffee and the ice skatin’ and the bein’ next door neighbours, I’m not sure ignorin’ you is an option.” His smile fades once more but his face is still kindly. “It’s ok. I understand. It’s still fresh.” You raise your eyes to his again and nod, not trusting yourself to speak this time. “Well, to answer your question, I tend not to sleep with drunk women, especially not when I’m stone cold sober. And to be honest…not my type.”

Relief that he’s not annoyed with you, mixed with inebriation makes you a little giddier than you would ordinarily be, and you let out a loud scoffing noise.

“Oh come on! Chris is everyone’s type!”

The vision of her battered face suddenly swims into your mind, lower jaw broken half off and blood marring her smooth skin as she snarled mindlessly at you before you put her out of her misery. You shudder and your breath catches in your chest as you realise what you said.

“I mean…I mean was…”

You stand up abruptly and can’t quite meet Joel’s eyes anymore for fear that you might break if you are faced with any kind of kindness or humanity at this moment.

“ ’m drunk,” you announce, entirely unnecessarily. “And ’m about to bring down the mood. I should go home.”

It’s only when you begin to walk away that you realise he is still holding on to your hand and you look down at it stupidly before looking back up at him.

“If you wanna go, I’ll walk you. Told you I’d get you home safe.”

“No, you should stay. Ellie-“

“Ellie left twenty minutes ago with her friends. They said they’d walk her home. She’s old enough and smart enough not to get herself into too much trouble in the meantime. Come on.”

With one smooth movement he stands and places your hand into the crook of his elbow, steadying your steps as you make your way outside. The freezing night air hits you with force, and you immediately feel its sobering effects. The snow crunches under your feet as you traverse the distance to your house, Joel’s warmth extremely welcome on one side of your body.

“ ’m sorry,” you mutter. “You shouldn’t haveta look after me.”

“I knew what I was signin’ up for. And so did you.” You give him a grumpy look and he laughs. “Well, you did say you wanted this.”

“Urgh, so dumb,” you murmur, already feeling the potential headache start to form.

“You think those folk in there are gonna be feelin’ good tomorrow? Just…let yourself want things.”

His words strike a chord deep within you. It’s a dangerous, dangerous idea. To want anything in this world was to leave yourself vulnerable. Avoid unnecessary risk at all costs, that was the rule. But here in Jackson it was different, wasn’t it? You could count on four strong walls, warmth, food. You could count on not being woken by terrible noises, of people trying to batter down the doors you had fortified or infected seeking you out. And maybe…just maybe…you could count on him.

“You okay?” he asks beside you. “Gone awful quiet over there.”

“ ’m good,” you reassure him. “Just…thinkin’”

Of your thighs bracketing one of his, strong, muscled arms sweeping over your back, of his lips brushing over your neck, whispering in that deep, sinful voice that he wanted you right here and right now…Christ.

You pull your mind back with an effort and realise you are almost at your door. He won’t want you, you know that. He wouldn’t when you were in this state anyway, but you’re too much of a chaotic mess in general to be an attractive prospect to someone like him. But... you also don’t want him to leave just yet.

“Will you come in for a bit?” The question sounds reedy and feeble to your ears, less of an invitation and more of a plea.

“Sure. I wasn’t just gonna dump you on the doorstep you know,” he smiles.

“Yeah I know. You’re good like that. You take care of people.” Maybe the cold hasn’t sobered you up as much as you think because part of you is aware that you’re still far too loose tongued for your own liking. “Wish I’d known you ten years ago,” you mutter. “Coulda done with someone lookin’ out for me.”

You feel his arm tense up beside you, and then slowly relax. “Naw,” he says shortly. “I wasn’t the same person ten years ago.”

“I was,” you giggle stupidly. “A fuckin’ mess then and a fuckin’ mess now.”

He stops and turns to you, placing his warm hand on your shoulder. “If you were that much of a mess, you think I’d want you hangin’ out with Ellie?”

“Fuckin’…panic attacks-” you mumble, trying hard not to focus on how close he was to you.

“So what?” he interjects. “We all got our shit. You can take care of what needs to be taken care of when it matters. And-“ he takes a deep breath and sighs it out heavily, his breath hanging white and twisting in the frozen air. “-I’m sorry if I made you think that I didn’t think you could.”

The apology wasn’t asked for and you don’t even feel that its warranted, but you get the impression that he’s not a man to apologise often or lightly.

“Thanks. And s’ok,” you slur. “I’d be wonderin’ ‘bout you too if you freaked out over a dark room in your own house.” You smile up at him and your attention is suddenly drawn by what is above his head. “Wowww,” you gasp breathily. He follows your gaze upward.

Stars. Thousands of them. Millions. Clusters and swirls and galaxies in the crystal clear winter sky above you twinkling silver and pale blue and pink, the dusty green and orange cloud of the milky way running through it all. There were so many. There were too many for you to comprehend. You crane your neck too far, and dizziness brought on by the alcohol overtakes you and makes you stagger backwards. Joel clutches your shoulder a little tighter, steadying you on your feet.

“Come on,” he laughs. “Let’s get you inside.”

With the absence of a fire burning this evening the house is cold, and you realise just how much you’re looking forward to wrapping yourself in your duvet. The stairs in front of you look like an insurmountable foe, and the thought of being cosy is the only thing that gets your feet moving clumsily up them. You half stumble and Joel catches you again, stopping you from faceplanting.

“Okay, I’m gonna come up if that’s alright? I think I’d feel better if I knew you weren’t gonna fall down the stairs.” You nod, suddenly too weary for words.”

Staggering into the bedroom, you fumble with the bedside lamp a couple of times before you manage to flick it on, half blinding yourself in the process.

“Thanks, Joel. F’r everythin’. I had fun tonight,” you say. Being in your house has sapped you of any remaining giddy excitement of the evening, and all that was left was a drunken exhaustion that only sleep could remedy. Not that you wanted him to leave, especially. You just desperately wanted to close your eyes.

Instead of taking the hint, Joel frowns as he looks down at your bed.

“Where’s your pillows and stuff?” he asks and you can’t even find it in yourself to be embarrassed by the truth.

“Jus’ throw me in the tub, I’ll be fine.”

“What, you gonna take a bath now?”

“Not exacly,” you slur.

You fumble with the bathroom door and open it, showing him the nest you’ve made for yourself. He gives you a look of puzzlement and you sigh at the thought of the effort you have to expend to provide an explanation, keeping it as brief as you can when you do speak.

“House felt too big. Bed felt too big. Used to Chris nex’ to me. Can actually sleep in here. Sometimes.”

You expect an amused smile at your ridiculousness, but instead you see a flash of pity in his eyes and the wave of shame you feel is boosted to annoyance by the wine.

“Mus’ be hell on your back,” he mutters.

“S’fine. I’m makin’ it work,” you inform him tersely.

“Well…not tonight. Come on.”

Before you can argue he has scooped the pillow and duvet from the bathtub and has begun rearranging your bed for you. The annoyance you feel starts to soften around the edges into something else in the face of his concern for you and you try to pull it back, to hone it into something sharp again. You don’t want him to pity you. You don’t want him to think you’re incapable of managing your own shit. And now, perhaps, you do want him to leave.

“Joel if I’m sleepin’ in that bed, you’re stayin’ with me.”

His movements stop abruptly and he looks over his shoulder at you, his eyes wide with shock.

“Not like that,” you protest, hands on your hips. “Mind outta the gutter…wait what’s your last name?”

“It’s Miller,” he says, emphasising the last word in a rough and slightly put-upon way as he turns back to his task and begins to shake out your pillows.

“Mind outta the gutter, Miller,” you say as if you hadn’t interrupted yourself. “If you’re so hell bent on me sleepin’ there tonight, you gotta stay. Even with half the wine stock Jackson’s got inside me, soon as you step outside ‘m gonna have to get right back in that tub.”

His hands no longer busy, he turns to you, the soft light from the bedroom lamp outlining his broad frame as he puts his hands on his hips too.

“Okay,” he says softly.

“No funny business,” you continue grandly, your brain very slow to catch up with your ears. “Clothes on, shoes off and – wait, what?”

“I said okay,” he repeats, a small smile on his face. “I can witness that hangover you were so desperate to recreate.”

You freeze where you stand. You don’t know what to do. You actually don’t know what to do. You expected him to shrug and bid you goodnight and walk away to leave you to it. You never expected him to actually agree to this. To sleep next to you. All night. To wake up next to him. With your inevitable messy hair and morning breath and puffy eyes. Not that he hasn’t witnessed that before but not like this. Not so close. Not together.

His broad form is so casually relaxed only feet away from you. How can he be this calm, how can his eyes betray such amusement when you’re screaming so loud inside? Your brain is short circuiting again and you do the only thing it will allow. You blow a raspberry at him.

“Don’t worry, I’ll make the coffee in the morning,” he laughs.

“You better,” you mutter darkly.

“I’m gonna go get you some water, okay?”

“Thank you,” you say in a small voice.

While he’s gone you take the opportunity to go to the bathroom, wash your face, brush your teeth and get dressed in your usual baggy t shirt that you use for sleeping in. Tonight, you add a pair of leggings but whether its to make yourself or him more comfortable you really can’t tell.

By the time you emerge from the bathroom he’s sitting on your bed and halfway through taking his boots off. You want to tell him it's okay, to not be silly, that you were only joking, that he doesn’t have to do this. You also really do want to sleep in that bed. Especially if you get to wake up next to him. So you say nothing. You allow yourself to want.

The bed itself is cold under the duvet and you shiver as you pull the covers tight around you. Joel lies down with a groan, closing his eyes and grinding his back into the mattress as he settles in.

“Uh, Joel?”

“Hmm?”

“You can…you can get under the duvet too you know. It’s…kinda cold.” Internally you roll your eyes at your unceasing ability to state the fucking obvious in front of him.

He holds your gaze for a moment longer than you find comfortable before getting into the bed properly, and relaxing back into the mattress again. You reach for the light, managing to switch it off first time this time before lying on your side away from him. The presence of another person - this person – is just as comforting as you knew it would be, and that in addition to the alcohol soon has you floating in a dreamy, near sleep.

“Hey.” Joel’s voice husks into the dark. When you turn on your other side to face him, he’s still lying flat on his back, but his face turns to you and in the dim light of the room you can see the hollows of his eyes and his facial hair standing dark against the rest of him. And you can see the smile as it spreads slowly across his face.

“I had fun tonight too.”

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