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gretagerwigsmuse · 2 years ago

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PLEASE I TOTALLY FORGOT IT WAS TWO PARTS TILL THE END!!! this was such a lovely peek back into their lives after one for the first books but before the epilogue! i could totally picture their old house that needed to be fixed up and darcy’s despair and sadness at the beginning just made me want to give her the biggest hug! she’s such a well developed character i love her so much ☺️ i have a BUNCH of favorite parts below! i feel like i start all of them by saying “sweet girl!” but it’s so true!

But you promised. You promised Bradley you would take care of it all, not to worry and focus on the detachment at hand. Six weeks. And you really thought you could do it. - oh sweet girl ‘but you promised’ oh it’s just started but i already feel this so hard

Snowflakes falling from the sky contrast starkly against Bradley’s formal Navy blues as you walk out of the chapel. The sight of him, with a slight blush on his cheeks from the cold as he kisses you under the arch of swords, is one of your favorite memories from that day. - oh i bet he looked so prettyyyyyyy i loved that the wedding was by her family! i loved that chapter when she went to visit them so much. and also totallyyy get the whole thing about them getting married partly because darcy would have no say if something happened. i think about that a lot in terms of my fics too!

But you let yourself dream a little too much. As you sit on the floor tearfully, paint drying on your face and feet, you know damn well a large part of your current misery is of your own making. Three days ago you got your period. And it makes you feel like shit. - okay i loved your writing here so much

You dreamed a little too much about surprising Bradley with a house made into a home, and a positive pregnancy test to boot when he came back from deployment. - and then this Got Me. oh darcy! darcy darcy darcy! this is so soooo me. wanting everything to be perfect and Just Right and working yourself to exhaustion because if it and now since she doesn’t have the positive test she has to at least have the house perfect. sweet girl

What would Bradley think? Probably that you’re unreliable. Or worse, incompetent. Just what he needs in a wife. - oh sweet girl no! she’s so overwhelmed and spiraling. and darcy is so smart and clever and rational that i know she knows deep down she’s being ridiculous, but sometimes you can’t help but think your worst thoughts

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” You cry, desperately trying to regain a semblance of control over your emotions. “I just had a hard day today—everything kind of sucked and everything went badly, and I just miss you so fucking much, because you’d know what to do, and it wouldn’t feel so alone…” - this broke my heart! and her saying bradley would know what to do with everything!

Shit, you need to pinch yourself, because that’s your husband. The words still feel new and almost unfamiliar in your head, like they haven’t fallen into place yet. But it makes your heart skip a beat, much like when you first met Bradley, filling you with exited energy. - oh i LOVE this for her! he’s her HUSBAND and he’s so pretty and honestly i hope they make that kid right then and there

Bradley is only happy to acquiesce—normally he would try to tease a reaction this strong from you, but this is even better. It does his ego a lot of good when you want him so unashamedly. He doesn’t think he could ever deny you. - wait i love this from darcy and that even pretty boys like bradley still need a little ego boost every now and then

“Oh, you’re going to be like that?” Bradley breathes out. His face is flushed, lips parted—you have him right where you want him. - EYYYYYYY THEYRE GOING FOR IT

“You’re the love of my life.” - KILL ME KILL ME KILL ME THIS IS SO HOT AND BEAUTIFUL KILL MEEEEEE

You leave a quite literal paper trail behind in the form of books throughout the house, but you don’t really make a habit of just randomly throwing things down. Are you upset? Is something wrong? You didn’t mention anything. The last he heard from you was when you were shopping, asking if he needed something. - stop he knows her so well i love this

“I’m sorry for falling asleep and making you miss out on the homemade dinner I promised.” You mumble guilty. - oh darcy you sweet mirrorball girlfriend (wife)! that grilled cheese bradley proposes instead sounds absolutely delicious to me rn

“You smell like barbecue.” You utter weakly, feeling completely defeated and embarrassed to hell. What kind of fucking reaction is that? To Bradley, no less. Yes, food has been setting you off, but it hasn’t made you throw up, never mind so suddenly and violently. You would have rather vomited in the middle of the street at this point than in reaction to your own husband. - i love that he takes a shower after this and that they’re both so oblivious like darcy you have a phd! you’re pregnant miss girl! and that she’s embarrassed about her reaction to her own husband it’s so cute

“Will there be an inspection, Dr. Bradshaw?” He asks, mischievous grin on his face as he sticks his head out of the shower. - i loved this part from the epilogue too! like it’s so cute and only he can get away with it 😉

Wish You Were Here [1] | Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw

Summary | Some things you’d rather not face alone.

Pairing | Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw x fem!reader / Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw x fem!oc (no use of y/n)

Warnings | swearing, explicit smut / 18+ only

Words | 7.4k

Note | Can be read as part of One For The History Books (takes place post-epilogue—chronologically the final part) but also works as a standalone.

When the blob of paint unceremoniously splashes over your bare feet, you feel like your final shreds of sanity have hit the ground with it. You stare intensely at the pale sandy color splattered over the plastic covering on the floor, your legs and the more of outside the paint bucket than the wall at this rate.

What were you thinking?

Dropping the paint roller in the bucket, creating another wave of splatters for good measure, you sit down in the middle of the room, knees pulled up. Your hands are burning painfully from gripping the roller hours on end—you can see the first blisters forming. You’re not even half-way done yet with painting. And then you need to install curtains. Clean. Wax the hardwood floors. Pack up your house. Clean. Disassemble all your furniture. Move. Order new furniture. Assemble everything. Clean.

This was such a bad idea.

But you promised. You promised Bradley you would take care of it all, not to worry and focus on the detachment at hand. Six weeks. And you really thought you could do it.

Now, you’re really not sure.

Your apartment is a mess. This house is an even worse mess. And you feel so incredibly alone.

Hanging your head, you can’t stop the tears from coming. There is no reason on this godforsaken earth this should be so hard. Really, you need to get the fuck over yourself. You rub the heel of your hand over your cheek to wipe away the tears, but you’re probably just spreading still-wet paint over your face. But it’s not like anyone will see you here like this.

Your sobs echo through the empty house.

After getting engaged last July, you both decide there is no sense in a long engagement. Or a big wedding. Bradley is straightforward about it—you could have whatever wedding you want, but for him, it’s a means to an end. He wants you by his side. But more importantly, he wants taken care off in case anything would happen to him.

He still hasn’t completely shaken the consequences of facing death so directly as he did on the mission almost three years ago now. Through long nighttime talks, chipping away his and your own walls, you’ve come to understand that Bradley not concerned with his own mortality per se—he is a lot more scared and concerned for what he will leave behind. Who he will leave behind.

You don’t like to think about, but rationally you have to. If—god forbid—anything would happen to Bradley, you would have no say. No rights to anything. Not unless you married.

So right before the new year, scarcely three months after you receive your doctorate, less than half a year after you’ve gotten engaged, you say ‘yes’ to each other in a small mountain chapel in the Rockies, surrounded by your closest friends and family.

After that, everything keeps going so quickly, you feel like you still can barely comprehend everything that happened. You’ve had been looking at houses together for a few months already, but when you view the red brick house with hardwood floors and a great big tree in the backyard with a swing hanging from it in Fredericksburg, one look at each other says it all.

You sign so many papers in such a short time, you might have signed your soul away and not even remember.

When you get the keys on a strangely sunny late January day, you grab a bottle of champagne, and drink it together in the empty house, dreaming about how it will look when it’s done. It needs a little TLC according to the realtor, but it could be the perfect place to raise a family.

Bradley is pushing you on the swing, as you laugh in the evening sun—your breath coming out in small puffs of smoke. For a moment, it feels like you have champagne in your veins—everything is so light and intoxicating.

“Let’s have a baby.”

You turn so quickly, you nearly vault yourself off the swing. Bradley pulls back the swing, stopping your motion. His mouth hangs sightly open, the tips of his ears red, like he can’t really believe he just said that. The champagne must be getting to him too.

You discussed having children, although not very concretely—between everything else, you don’t have a timeline. And why would you? Until a few hours ago, you didn’t have a house. You live in a one-bedroom apartment surrounded by mostly books and stacks of paper, and Bradley lives on base (most of the time).

“Now?” You utter, completely stunned. Your cheeks are stinging from blushing in the cold air. Bradley licks his lips nervously.

“I mean- I don’t - If you… Fuck.” Bradley stumbles over his words, averting his gaze from you. There’s a blush creeping up the back of his neck, just peeking over the collar of his jacket. You are at a loss for words, because you don’t know how to verbalize everything you are feeling. The champagnes, early winter sunlight and Bradley’s words are forming a vortex in your head.

You end up just grabbing his hand, threading your fingers through his. Smiling, you pull yourself up from the swing, enveloping his hand in yours.

“I’m going to have to go off birth control first.” You tell him softly. “But no time like the present, right?”

You look at Bradley to gauge his reaction. He still looks a bit apprehensive, like he’s not fully convinced you’re really on board with this.

“We should also practice a lot.” You add seriously, looking him straight in the eye.

Bradley bursts out laughing, and you can’t help but laugh along.

But you let yourself dream a little too much. As you sit on the floor tearfully, paint drying on your face and feet, you know damn well a large part of your current misery is of your own making.

Three days ago you got your period.

And it makes you feel like shit.

You dreamed a little too much about surprising Bradley with a house made into a home, and a positive pregnancy test to boot when he came back from deployment.

Rationally, you understand. It’s early days. You shouldn’t expect it to happen this quickly.

Rationally, you know. Quitting birth control has been hell on your hormones—you can’t explain why you’re feeling what you’re feeling, just that you are feeling it. Intensely.

You are just fucking miserable, incredibly lonely, and kind of bloated—and there’s nothing you can do about it.

Power through this, you tell yourself. You’ve faced bigger challenges. You overcame them. You’re not getting defeated by a fucking wall and some paint.

What would Bradley think? Probably that you’re unreliable. Or worse, incompetent. Just what he needs in a wife.

You are making yourself cry harder now, pathetically sobbing into your hands.

Oh fuck, you really got yourself good with that one. You excel at making yourself sad these days.

You’re not giving up. No, you don’t think you could face Bradley if you gave up like this.

You’re just giving up for today.

Bradley calls you that evening, quite unexpectedly. You have not managed to get out of your funk, electing to wallow in it as you power down a sleeve of Oreos while binge-watching sitcoms reruns.

“Hey darlin’,” He sounds so cheery. “How are you holding up there?”

“Hey babe, all good!” Your voice sounds strangely out of tune, trying to hide the evidence of your self-pity as you’re brushing the Oreo crumbs on your shirt. “How is it over there?”

“It’s been busy, lots of hours up in the air,” Bradley replies, sighing, before changing the subject. “How’s it going with the house? Making progress?”

“Oh yeah, it’s fine.” You try to sound at least neutral, but your voice wavers on the last syllable. Swallowing dryly, you hope Bradley didn’t hear it.

“Sweetheart…” His sounds out gently before you start talking again. Fuck. Of course he heard it. You stare at your chipped fingernails, covered in specks of paint you didn’t manage to scrub off.

“No, really, it’s fine.” Willing your voice to be steady. “It’s just a lot of work, and it’s kind of messy…” Hesitating for a second, you hurriedly continue: “But it’s nothing I can’t deal with, I promise, the house will be as good as done by the time you get back—I just need to get those walls done you know? After that, I’ll get the floors polished, and-”

By the end of the sentence, your voice is thick with tears. You can’t stop it now. And you hate yourself for it.

You choke back a sob.

“I’m just afraid I’m not going to be done in time, and you’ll be disappointed.” Hot tears stream down your face again, your eyes stinging from the salt.

“Darlin’, look…” Bradley sounds worried as he hears your cry softly on the other end of the line. “Darcy, listen to me.” His voice is level—not stern, but enough to focus your attention on him. “I truly do not care if you stuff all the furniture in the garage and put garbage bags over the windows instead of curtains. All I need when I get back is food in the fridge and a place to sleep. Because most of all, I need you to be happy.”

He listens for a moment, your crying now just soft sniffles. “Everything else we can take care of when I get back.”

“You’re right.” You concede quietly. “I’m sorry, I just got so worked up about this—I wanted to surprise you.”

“Don’t apologize, darlin’.” His voice is warm again and it’s so easily washing away your sadness. “This deployment was extremely shit timing, but I never expected you to do everything by yourself in the meantime. We’ll fix it together.”

Finally, after a long day of unfortunate events, a smile creeps up your face again. Together. Together is always better.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

When Bradley does finally get home after his six-week deployment, spring fill the air. It’s making your head spin.

You managed to prepare the house a fair bit beyond “food in the fridge and a place to sleep”, but some things are definitely still missing. You need a place for all your books, and Bradley’s steadily growing collection of vinyls is outgrowing the corner of the living room where he’s been keeping them.

Every day you wake up in a house that feels a little bit more like a home—boxes finally get squared away, and things are finally finding a place. And soon, hopefully very soon, the drill can take a long well-deserved rest in the garage.

You pack up the last of the bags and suitcases from the bedroom. All clothes have been folded or hung, shoes put away, bedding and towels squared away in the linen closet, and the hopefully final load of laundry is in the washing machine.

You navigate your way down the stairs with the bags, intending to store them away in the garage. You hear music playing downstairs and Bradley whistling along, and you can’t help but peek in on him. He’s in the living room, back turned to you.

There must be something in the air.

But those basketball shorts, that sleeveless shirt, and the pencil tucked behind his ear as he’s drilling into the wall gives you pause. Your heart is suddenly beating so loudly you are sure it’s audible over the sound of the drill.

From your vantage point, you can see clearly how the muscles in his arms and shoulders are tensed, vibrating from the tremors of the drill.

Fuck.

You lean against the door frame, taking in the scene before you, not particularly feeling the need to announce your presence yet.

Bradley focused on his task. Measuring out where to drill, marking it with the pencil before tucking it back behind his ear, leveling shelves, gently brushing the dust from the wall with his fingers. He grabs one of your books from a pile on the floor, placing it on the shelf as if to see how it would look. With every motion, your eyes are irrevocably drawn to the movement of his arms, the way the muscles of his broad shoulders shift, and the faint sheen of sweat forming at the nape of his neck.

Unconsciously, you rub your thighs together, the fabric of your yoga pants creating unexpected friction, suddenly overcome with the urge of being in his arms. Forget the shelves, you want that attention to detail on you.

You pad across the room, while Bradley still hasn’t noticed you, humming along to the music. Wrapping your arms around his waist, you boldly run your hands over his chest and abs, pressing your cheeks against his back. You feel Bradley chuckle, as he puts away the level before covering your hands with his.

“Can I help you?” He jokes.

“I hope so.” You murmur, bunching up his shirt in your fists and pulling it up.

“You hope so?” His hands grasp your wrists, pulling them away from his shirt before turning around to face you. You waste no time—it’s like a raging fire has been lit in you—pulling free from his grasp, and running your hands over his biceps before grabbing his face, crashing your lips into his.

Bradley doesn’t hesitate, opening his mouth as you lick the seam of his lips for access. He lets you push him up against the wall next to the shelves, kicking away the tool box. Screws get knocked out of their box, bouncing off the floor in a symphony of metal. Bradley knows it’s going to be a massive pain to find them all back, but he really doesn’t care right now. All he can really focus on is your hands, lightly scratching, making their way up his stomach again, pulling up his shirt up as you go.

He doesn’t know what just got into you, and he doesn’t really care either. Since he returned from deployment last week, you’ve been a lot more forward in, well, practically tearing his clothes off when the mood strikes you. Bradley is only happy to acquiesce—normally he would try to tease a reaction this strong from you, but this is even better. It does his ego a lot of good when you want him so unashamedly. He doesn’t think he could ever deny you.

You break the kiss to pull Bradley’s shirt over his head, taking the pencil behind his ear with it. Unceremoniously, both drop at your feet. Meanwhile, Bradley’s nimble fingers are pushing the spaghetti straps of your top down your shoulder. You shimmy your arms out, giving him easy access to unclasp your bra.

You push Bradley back to the small stepladder by the wall. You know what you want, you know what you need, and you are in no mood right now to give up dominance. As you guide him to sit, you clamber into his lap, your hips hovering over his crotch. Bradley’s mouth is on your nipple, not-so-gently tugging at it with his teeth. You can’t help but moan out his name, completely shamelessly.

Your hips dip down, rubbing your pussy over Bradley’s hard dick through the layers of clothes you’re still wearing.

“F- fuck, darlin’,” Bradley’s eyes close for a moment, brow furrowed. You grind down again, your own eyes fluttering from the sensation. His lips find your collarbone, nipping at the skin, up the column of your neck. Your hand roam over his shoulders, the back of his neck, nails scratching lightly over his heated skin.

Your mouth finds his again, pulling Bradley’s lower lips between your teeth. There is little romance in the moment, it’s mostly about need. Mostly your need, one that you can’t fight, and don’t even want to fight.

Bradley’s large warm hands are tugging your yoga pants and underwear down your hips. Grabbing your ass, he pushes you up, to tug the fabric down your legs. You kick them off the rest of the way, as he shrugs off his own short in one fluid move. Immediately you are back in your position, your soaking pussy rubbing over his cock, letting out a breathy sigh.

But the fire in you is still raging.

Grasping his length, running your fingers along the shaft, you delight in the way Bradley’s breath hitches and his fingers dig into your hips. He moves to kiss you again, but you move back with the mischievous smile tugging at your lips.

“Oh, you’re going to be like that?” Bradley breathes out. His face is flushed, lips parted—you have him right where you want him.

“Like what?” You tease, giggling.

“Difficult.”

You shush Bradley gently, grin still on your face. You lightly rub the tip of your nose against his, your breath mingling, but not releasing him with a kiss just yet. As much as you’re burning, you want to blow his mind.

Bending closer, your tongue darts out just below Bradley’s ear, teasing the sensitive spot as your hand is lightly pumping his cock. He sucks air in between his teeth, causing your hips to involuntarily stutter, brushing your pussy against him. You let out a litany of curses—you are so sensitive, just that touch is sending you into overdrive.

Rubbing your cheek against his, you finally let yourself slowly sink down on Bradley’s cock. Just before you sink down completely, your lips find his again. You kiss him hungrily, moaning into his mouth as your hips connect. Bradley’s hand travels up your spine, wrapping around the nape of your neck, keeping you in place.

Starting slowly, you roll your hips, screwing your eyes shut at the overwhelming sensations, Bradley fills you up completely, and at this angle your clit rubs against him with almost every breath.

Bradley’s other hand is rubbing over your ass, helping to guide your pace, as his head falls backwards, resting against the wall. It gives you access to more of his neck, which you gladly explore with your lips, kissing and nipping.

Steadying yourself by leaning your palms against the wall, you pick up the pace. There is a wildfire in you, and it’s only growing—every motion fans the flames higher.

“I need—I need more.” You grind out. “Please, babe-Bradley, I need it all.” You end in whine.

You lower one leg, putting the tips of your toes on the floor for better leverage. The new angle makes you cry out, as Bradley’s head bangs against the wall as he curses.

His hand leaves your neck, his calloused fingers running over your collarbone, pinching your nipple, before grabbing the fabric of your top that has now bunched up around your waist and pulling you closer. His other hand leaves your ass for a second before coming down back on it with a resounding smack. You cry out in ecstasy.

Bradley wants to say something to tease you, but he can’t get the words out of his mouth as you start riding so hard he’s practically seeing starts. His head and shoulder keep colliding with the wall, but he can’t find the presence of mind to care. He needs all his focus and strength just to keep you and himself upright, and not to cum before you do from the absolute onslaught you’ve suddenly unleashed on him.

He spanks you again, delights in the vision before him as you throw your head back, his name on your lips.

The metal beam of the stepladder is digging into your knee uncomfortably, but it’s no more than an afterthought right now.

Chest heaving, your movements are growing more frantic. Bradley grasps your hip, fingers digging into your flesh, guiding your movement in the unrelenting pace you’ve set. He can feel how you are starting to tighten around him, how your eyes are slowly glossing over and the blush from your cheeks is slowly making it’s way down. He has you close to the edge now, and he knows that when you go, he will go right with you.

Bradley pulls you closer by the fabric of your top, so your clit is rubbing against him harder, bucking his hips to match each movement. You are crying out incoherently now.

Desperately, you wrap an arm around his neck, kissing him deeply, like you want to disappear in him. Your hips are stuttering against his now in hurried, small movements, maximizing the friction.

All the muscles in your body a growing taut, like an elastic being stretched.

“I love you.” You breathe out against Bradley’s lips, unable to form another thought as every bit of your energy is focused on keeping your body moving.

“You’re the love of my life.” Bradley barely finishes his sentence as you scream out, and your orgasm hits you with blinding force. As every muscle in your body coils, your walls clamp down on Bradley’s cock in a vice-like grip. He cries out, thrusting up with such force it has your head lolling backwards.

Completely spent, Bradley collapses back against the wall with you against him. He winces as his right shoulder definitely has a tender sport from where it met the wall before—it will probably a bruise by tomorrow.

The room is filled with your heavy breathing as the record player is skipping, having reached the end of the vinyl. He can hear birds chirping outside. Bradley is content to sit like this for a little bit, enjoying your body against his.

You finally stir against him, lifting your head from his shoulder, trailing kisses along his hairline.

“Was I helpful?” Bradley asks you, unable to hide his cocky grin.

“What?” You seem genuinely confused for a moment, eyes wide. “Oh, oh…” You burst into giggles as it dawns on you.

“Yes, although I could really use another hand later.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Come on, come on.” You almost beg under your breath. At least you don’t live in your old second-floor apartment in Arlington anymore, where the lack of an elevator meant you would have to drag your exhausted body and groceries up the stairs. The only stairs you need to climb in your new house in Fredericksburg are the ones to the master bedroom, where you can collapse in peace. Gracelessly, you stumble into the hallway as the door finally swings open. Almost there.

Dropping your keys in the bowl by the coat hanger, you blindly kick off your shoes, before haphazardly stuffing the perishables into the fridge. It will have to do.

You cannot remember the last time you were so incredibly tired. Not when you were writing your PhD thesis into the early hours, hell, any all-nighter you’ve ever pulled, or when you painted the whole house and coordinated the move when Bradley was deployed. Maybe it’s the last few months finally catching up with you. It’s been a lot, and you haven’t had the chance to stop a bit, and actually enjoy life as newlyweds. You are barely done with the house—most rooms still have some unpacked boxes, and not everything has a place yet. A honeymoon would be somewhere on the horizon ideally, but you haven’t even picked a destination yet, let alone a time.

You hope you’re not coming down with something. Like the flu. Regardless of the fact that it’s May – it’s probably from the climate control in the archives. It leaves the air so dry and arid, the chill settles on your throat and lungs easily.

You have an hour before Bradley gets home. You have both been busy, and commuting is a bitch (when Bradley has early formation he still stays on base), but tonight is for you, finally spending time together without any external pressure. Just a homemade dinner, a movie and each other.

One hour. That’s plenty of time for a nap. Just a nap. You’ll be ok after a nap.

Not even bothering to get changed, you collapse face-first on the bed. God, it’s so soft and nice, exactly what you need. With your last bit of energy, you set a thirty-minute alarm.

Just a nap.

When Bradley opens the front door, he immediately notices how quiet the house is. Too quiet. Usually, you’d have music playing as you’re busy in the kitchen, calling out to him as he walks in the door. Your shoes are here, in the middle of the hallway, like they just dropped off your feet.

That’s not like you.

“Sweetheart?” His voice echoes through the house. No reply.

Carefully, he walks into the kitchen, looking around for you. The grocery bag sits half-unpacked on the counter, like a still-life of non-perishables, but no sign of you. Bradley frowns.

Again, that’s not like you.

Carefully, Bradley walks up the stairs. He strains his ears—but he can’t hear the shower running, or any indication that you are up there. What the fuck? You must be home. His heart is starting to beat louder. Did something happen? Did you hurt yourself?

He quickens his pace, almost running up the final steps, barreling into the bedroom first. “Darce? Sweetheart?”

You are so dead to the world, you don’t even stir at the sound of his voice. Bradley stills, finally taking a deep breath. It’s kind of cute how you are sprawled across the bed with your socked feet dangling off the side. Your hair has come loose from the braid, strands framing your sleeping face. Gingerly, he approaches you.

“Darlin’?” Voice soft, his hand dips under the hem of your blouse, fingers lightly running over your spine to rouse you. You groan in response without waking. Carefully, Bradley climbs into bed next to you, kissing you along your hairline, his fingers dancing in delicate patterns over the skin of your back.

Instinctively you cuddle up to him, your nose nuzzling his neck, arm draped loosely over his waist. Somewhere far away, your consciousness is piecing together Bradley is there with you, pulling you out of your slumber step by step—you can feel his skin on yours, the warmth radiating off his body. His breath is caressing the shell of your ear as he talks to you in velvety tones of which you can’t make out the words, but it’s like being wrapped in a warm blanket. You can smell his cologne, he is so close.

Lids heavy, eyes stinging, you finally stir. Your brain is managing to finally fire back up again.

Fuck.

You overslept.

You try to sit up, rubbing the sleep from your eyes, anxiety suddenly rising. “Shit, babe, I’m sorry. I meant to get up before you got here. I need to start dinner -” You croak, sleepily.

This was supposed to be your evening together, and you fell asleep before it even started. Great going, you fucking dork. You start to move, struggling to untangle yourself from the remnants of your deep sleep and Bradley’s arms.

But Bradley pulls you back wordlessly, tucking your head under his chin. He just shushes you, as he starts running his hands over your back again. Your palms rest on his chest, feeling his steady heartbeat.

“Don’t worry about that, darlin’,” His voice is warm. “I want to make sure you are okay first.”

You nod. “I’m good. I just suddenly felt so tired.”

“Do you think you might be coming down with something?”

“Maybe.” You cuddle up closer to him. Bradley feels so good, and his body fits against yours like a glove. The steady rise and fall of his chest against your palms as he breathes grounds you from your sudden surge of anxiety. “But I feel better now I’ve slept a bit.”

“You sure?” Bradley’s voice is neutral, not wanting to pressure you, but he knows you are quick to say you’re okay. You sat awake the whole night before your PhD defense, mumbling through your presentation, but swore up and down you were fine in the morning as you kicked back countless coffees with shaking hands.

You ended up doing great at the defense. Although, Bradley doesn’t think he’s ever witnessed tension leave someone so physically as when you were in the waiting room while the commission debated your defense. You kept repeating you were fine, just a bit tense (although being completely wired from caffeine didn’t help). When the door opened, you sat rooted in place, wide-eyed, barely even breathing, fingers digging into your cheeks. A simple nod, the confirmation: “Doctor Williams.”, had you physically deflating so much, Bradley thought for a second you would collapse out of your chair from joy (and exhaustion).

After that, your brilliant smile skillfully masked every bit of suffering you had gone through in the past years, culminating in what were the final 24 hours from hell for your nerves. He noticed how you were unsteady on your feet after your third drink, the hors d’ouvres not being enough to stave off the alcohol on your otherwise empty stomach. But you would never admit you were feeling anything less than perfect, ecstatic even—but really just fine. But Bradley likes to think he had you figured out by then. So the moment it was appropriate, like a good fiancé should, he bundled you out of the stuffy academic after-party and to a large order of fries and a peanut butter milkshake.

“Yeah.” You confirm. “Let’s do something easy for dinner, though?” You dread how late it already probably is, and having to start dinner will eat into your time with Bradley tonight.

“How about I just make us some grilled cheese?” He offers, picking up on your anxious thoughts. “You go freshen up, chill out and pick a movie for us.”

“I’m sorry for falling asleep and making you miss out on the homemade dinner I promised.” You mumble guilty.

“I’m not missing out on anything.” Bradley counters immediately. “I don’t care about dinner, I care about spending time with my wife.”

You chuckle as you look up at his handsome, grinning face.

“And I make a mean grilled cheese, wouldn’t you agree?”

“The best.” You smile back.

Throughout the evening, it’s like the fog of tiredness just won’t lift. You struggle to keep your eyes open as you watch a movie together, the grilled cheese heavy on your stomach.

Bradley is peeling a tangerine, plucking the white threads off the flesh carefully before feeding you the slices. He is pretty convinced you are getting sick, so extra vitamins can only help.

You think a good night’s sleep, cuddled up to your toasty warm husband, is all you need to feel better. But you are not going to complain about Bradley taking care of you, especially when he’s so good at it.

As you predicted, you feel better in the morning. Giggling, you pull Bradley into the shower with you. He fussed over you last night, so it’s only fair you show him exactly how much you appreciate it. Any protest from him dies away the moment you sink down to your knees, his rapidly hardening cock sliding into your wet, warm mouth.

After that, you are both hurrying out of the house, travel mug of coffee in your hand. You blow Bradley a kiss as you slide into your little compact car (which Bradley still thinks you should upgrade to something he considers safer), as he gets into his Bronco with a wink. He has a safety brief this afternoon, which always runs late, so that means he’ll be home late. But he will be home, and you will be awake for it, even if it means drinking the Pentagon’s entire supply of coffee.

As you pull away, heading north towards D.C., you reach for your travel mug. Bradley made coffee this morning as you tried your best to dry your absolutely sodden hair. As you hold it up, and gently blow through the opening, you realize it smells… off.

It smells like coffee. Without a doubt. But it doesn’t smell good. Can coffee go off? Surely, but that pack you have a home is fresh. Bradley makes good coffee, you doubt he fucked something up. But why does it smell so nasty?

Maybe you’re just being weird this morning. Carefully, you take a sip. As the hot liquid hits your tongue, you realize without a doubt: you are going to throw up.

You force yourself to swallow, accepting how uncomfortably your stomach churns. Fuck. Taking the nearest exit to a gas station, you pull into a parking spot and immediately throw open your door, unclicking your seatbelt.

You breathe heavily as you limply hang from your driver’s side door, but nothing comes out. Sitting back up, the smell of coffee is suddenly overpowering. You need to get it out of here.

You dump the contents of your travel mug in the grass next to your parked car, the soft breeze mercifully carrying the heavy smell away. Taking a second you catch your breath, you dig out a pack of chewing gum for your bag. The minty taste erases the acrid taste of coffee from your mouth, and settles your squirming stomach.

Right. So you’ll just have water today.

You fire off a text to Bradley. “Bb, is there something wrong with the coffee?”

You know he won’t reply for a while, but there’s no hurry. For today, you’ve gone off coffee anyway.

Bradley confirms his coffee was fine, and that your travel mug was freshly washed that morning. You try not to dwell on it, deciding it was probably a fluke. Maybe it’s a stomach bug? At work, the smell of coffee doesn’t actually bother you, but you still decide not to have any. Just in case. You used to live really close, and could be home in no time, but now you have to drive for almost an hour to get home. Not something you’d like to do when nauseous.

When you get home, you can’t stop yourself from inspecting the bag of coffee like some sort of maniac. It doesn’t smell off, it’s not past it’s best by date, it looks completely normal. Your mug doesn’t smell weird, either.

What the actual fuck?

In the next few days, you feel fine. You’re still tired, but you tell yourself it’s not more or less than usual. Your days at work are long, your weekends are busy finishing up things about the house, shopping, chores. You’re bound to feel tired, right?

Bradley eyes you wearily as you hurriedly clamp a hand over your mouth when you pass a fish restaurant on your evening out that Friday, the smell hits you so strongly you think you might pass out. He isn’t bothered by you not being able to stay awake through a movie anymore, but it’s the sudden, quite frankly bizarre reactions to food that concern him.

First it was coffee, then potato salad, sweet and sour noodles, even peanut butter—you suddenly turn white as a sheet, practically dry heaving from just the smell, barely able to even look at the food.

You keep insisting you’re fine, that it will pass, you never liked potato salad to begin with, it just needs a few days, and then you smile that brilliant smile of yours. Nothing to worry about. But Bradley worries.

On Sunday night, he goes to a Korean barbecue place with fellow aviators—you excuse yourself from the evening, feeling too tired. Bradley tucks you into bed with your laptop, promising not to be late and let him know if he can pick you up anything.

“I’m fine, really.” You say between kisses. “I just really need to catch up on sleep.”

“I worry about you, darlin’.” Bradley looks at you pensively.

“I know.” You smile up at him. “If I’m not better by next week, I’ll go to a doctor.” “Promise?” His lips hover over yours.

“Promise.” You press a final kiss on his lips.

You fall asleep before the first episode of the show you started watching (have been sleeping through?) is over. You don’t hear Bradley come home. You barely stir when the mattress dips under his weight as he leans over you. It’s only when his face is close to yours, pressing a kiss on your temple with a quiet “I’m home”, your senses are absolutely assaulted by the pungent stench of alcohol and barbecue coming off him.

You shoot up so quickly you nearly fall off the bed, not sparing a second look for a completely bewildered Bradley, still kneeling on the bed, as you sprint towards the bathroom, barely making it in time to the toilet, before the contents of your stomach splash against the porcelain.

Bradley has witnessed women having some strong reactions to him. Hell, you’ve had absolutely buckwild reactions to him, ranging from trying to punch him to almost fucking him through the wall of your new house. But never—absolutely never—has anyone reacted to him by violently throwing up.

He’s almost too stunned to move until he hears your cries echo from the bathroom. Bradley hurries to the bathroom but stops dead in his tracks in the doorway. You are crouched down, hunched over at the toilet bowl, hand clamped over your eyes as sobs wrack your body.

“Darlin’...” He trails off, worried. You cough loudly, uncovering your eyes and pressing the back of your hand against your mouth. Finally, you look at him, your face tear-stained and eyes bloodshot.

“Bradley… I feel so sick.” Your voice is raw, barely above a whisper. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me.”

He starts to walk to you, reaching out to you, but you motion him back, waving your hand urgently.

“Please… please.”

Bradley stops again, completely unsure of what to do now. He wants to comfort you and help you, but you don’t want him close.

Flushing the toilet, rest your eyes against the heels of your hands, letting yourself fall back on your ass. You hear rustling from Bradley moving around, his footsteps going back and forth. Curiosity wins out over your embarrassment as you peek over your fingers to see what he is doing.

While you are wallowing in self-pity and embarrassment on the bathroom floor, Bradley started to strip off his clothes—he’s just now pulling his shirt over his head, throwing it out the bathroom door into the laundry room across the hall.

The moment you mentioned the smell, Bradley felt like slapping himself. He was so preoccupied with checking up on you, he didn’t think of taking a shower first, not realizing the barbecue smell would wake you up. Like that no less. He wants to help you, hold you, and it’s driving him crazy that you’re sitting there on the floor, and he can’t come near you.

Shrugging off his jeans and sending them sailing out the door, he hops on one leg to take off his socks. Bradley finally notices you looking at him, knees pulled up, head leaning on your hand. He stops. Your face still looks pale and drawn, but he thinks there’s the smallest of smiles on your face.

“Don’t stop on my account.” You joke, voice still raw. “I’m just enjoying the view.”

Bradley chuckles. Of course, you bounce back quickly. He loves that about you. And he never doubted your resilience—you power through most things with a smile on your face—but that same resilience comes with a special brand of pigheadedness.

He turns on the shower to warm it up.

“You coming to supervise?” He jokes back as he slips off his underwear, balls it up, and throws it outside before closing the bathroom door and turning on the fan. He hears you giggle. Good. A much better reaction to him than crying and throwing up.

Bradley makes sure to lather up liberally and scrub his skin and hair to get rid of every bit of food smell that still lingers on him. Rinsing off, he turns back to you, wiping the fog off the glass. You are brushing your teeth, back to the sink, eyes roaming over him appreciatively.

“Will there be an inspection, Dr. Bradshaw?” He asks, mischievous grin on his face as he sticks his head out of the shower. He cannot get enough of calling you that—he liked you just as much as Miss Williams, or Dr. Williams, and now as Dr. Bradshaw-Williams. But secretly, he likes Dr. Bradshaw best.

“Brush your teeth, lieutenant commander, and I might consider it.” You reply, mouth full of toothpaste.

Turning off the shower, Bradley dries off before wrapping the towel around his waist. You are rinsing your mouth as he steps out.

Gingerly he walks up to you and runs his fingers over your back lightly. When you turn to him, he finally sees you up close, it’s clear how tired you still must be. As soon as the adrenaline from feeling intensely sick died down, exhaustion settled back onto you like a heavy blanket. You look up at him with bleary eyes, stifling a yawn.

“Go lie down darlin’.” He tells you warmly. “I’ll be with you soon.”

“Better be ready for inspection.” You yawn, a smile tugging at your lips. Bradley doesn’t reply but just taps your butt playfully. Entire body heavy, you make your way back to the bedroom. You collapse back onto your side of the bed, not even pulling the covers back over yourself.

Already dozing and your stomach finally settled, you feel how Bradley climbs into bed with you and pulls the covers over your body. He smells so good now, you happily wrap yourself around him. Your lips immediately go to Bradley's—the minty toothpaste that still lingers is making you feel even better.

Bradley cradles your face in his hands.

“Promise me you’re seeing a doctor tomorrow.” He implores you, voice soft, but urgent.

“I promise.” You nod.

“No more ‘I’m fine’—call in sick if you have to.” Bradley sounds so serious, you feel ashamed you’ve been putting it off for the whole week. This isn’t going to go away on its own, and you’ve been making him worry. That was really the last thing you wanted, which was exactly why you kind of kept brushing it off.

“I’m sorry.” You sigh, dejectedly, as you cast your eyes away from his intense gaze.

“You don’t have to apologize, sweetheart.” He tells you gently, brushing his nose against yours. You look back up at him again—his eyes are so soft and warm, it’s melting your insides. When Bradley looks at you like that, with so much love, he makes you feel like the center of the universe.

“I just want you to be okay.” He concludes with a kiss.

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note | Yes, it's truly the last Bradley and Darcy story. But to celebrate 300 followers, I decided to make it a two-parter ✨

#bradley fic

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andromerot · 3 years ago

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ohhh i have an idea....tag this with where youre from/your main cultural influences and your perception on these archetypical animal figures

The fox

The turtle

The monkey

The hare

The wolf

The dog

The lion

The mouse

The donkey

The bird

if you want you can tag who you feel most similar to too!! or add other animal archetypes you like

#jewish argentinian but i grew up reading all kinds of stories #the fox is usually a man...he is usually devious and he always wins...i wanted to be like him when i was little #the turtle is as sly as the fox but she doesnt let it show. she can turn every situation to her advantage. sometimes shes a man but #mostly a very small enduring old woman - shoutout to la tortuga manuelita #the MONKEY now i dont remember that many monkey stories if im honest....but i see them as mostly a rowdy crowd of very silly boys #i dont think theyre usually individuals #they are a pack of chaos #but honestly...sometimes theyre clever too #the hare if i must be honest is mostly the turtles rival in my mind...shes self centered but not as clever as she thinks she is #but she can be wise sometimes #the wolf is interesting because i now know hes mostly the dog version of the fox in a lot of stories. but *i* grew up on ivan tsarevich so #hes a friend to me!! a very wise friend who will support you no matter how many times you fuck up #the dog is...a grandpa. if hes the main character hes most likely an old chap who is extremely loyal to a human family that possibly #mistreats him. but he can also be a helper like in prunella!! he just needs to be loved and appreciated for what he is #and as an addition: the distinction between wolves and dogs in stories usually lies in their relationship to humans #though of course this doesnt stop the beloved friend of prince ivan from being a wolf...but he is special #the lion stories i knew were mostly aesop and aesop fables are. very contradicting heehee...sometimes he is doomed by his pride #and sometimes he is rightful king so. idk lions are doing their own thing #THE MOUSE. now the mouse to me is similar to the clever girl: very astute #but unassuming and trusting #and the narratological difference between a mouse and rats in my head is their status as individual protagonist or collective antagonist #the mouse can be a more childish version of the turtle maybe #finally the donkey...hes enduring as the turtle and usually loyal and brave too #though not very smart #a beloved childhood book of mine was about a good donkey that found a family with many children who loved him and i liked it a lot #mostly i feel like donkeys are objects rather than subjects...no agency and probably no dialogue #like when the father and the son face public ridicule for all the ways they handle their donkey #birds obviously vary wildly between species...the crow and the raven are self obsessed goth kids while the peacock is a self obsessed prep #but singing birds can be good and very brave and are most similar to boys in love who will most likely suffer....and then raptors can be #the lions of the sky

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absentmoon · 2 years ago

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ok so like IHAVE SO MANY . wheatley glados friendship thoughts. i don't know where to begin honestly??? i haven't played in awhile but i hope this is ok :)

well to start i want to talk about my grievances with how wheatley is treated, by the fandom and the game itself. its fairly popular from what ive seen to insult him for his intelligence; this isn't surprising given that the game is. honestly the number 1 "lets all make fun of wheatley" proponent.

this makes me vicariously uncomfortable!

as a disabled person (im dyslexic + dyscalculic with processing issues and ive been made fun of for my intelligence myself) i don't like it when characters— especially ones who are very vocal about their discomfort with it— being insulted for intelligence. i think its shitty. i don't like how much the game jokes about it. i wouldn't like it even if i did find wheatley to be unintelligent. not much more to say, honestly, other than that? wheatley is shown to have low self esteem and low confidence with himself, even if he tries to deny it. seeing him made fun of and jokes about makes me deeply upset on a real level.

regardless, though— wheatley is, honestly, really clever! i find it odd how the game seems to insist that he isn't; im honestly not sure if im actually meant to read him as intelligent, considering how much his actions in game show that he is. was he deliberately written to be smart? i cant tell because of the. constantly insulting him that happens.

wheatley is shown to be very good at planning. sometimes there are flubs in his plans, but overall he's clever enough to successfully help chell escape the facility. and then promptly took over it, but still! he's a smart little guy, even if he couldn't run the entire aperture labs.

this brings me to glados!

glados canonically doesn't care for wheatley— being designed specifically to weigh her down, as well as the whole taking over her facility thing. but frankly i don't think she fully believes what she says about him either?

"you're not just a regular moron. you were designed to be a moron."

similarly to how she insults chell, i think this is more about saying what will hurt him the most rather than being her true thoughts; while chell did help, wheatley also did the bulk of planning when it came to taking out her primary weapons and even herself. i don't think she'd fully see him as unintelligent— i know she often says he is in game, but it just doesn't fit to me. like. i don't see her fully considering someone a part of taking her down as unintelligent; not to mention how that would be in some ways an insult to her as well.

i have more to say but this is bumming me out and this is my post on my blog so. moving on!

i really do think they could VERY MUCH get along! apologies for not having as much to say here this very much a Vibes Thing B)

they both have bad experiences with the scientists that made them; both were designed to be things and deviate from their purpose; both have a distaste towards birds. that's important because i say it is. frankly, they both definitely need the friendship i think? its a dead facility. theyre functionally immortal. i see them as having a similar sense of humor; wheatley needs a good example of self esteem and confidence, and glados honestly needs something a little less serious around. let the lady have fun sometimes she is working constantly. ok my thumbs are getting stiff so im ending this post now but you guys GET IT RIGHT.. they're genuine friends and they don't insult eachother, its not passive aggressive. at most theres light ribbing but they don't go too far and if they did they'd apologize sincerely because they care about eachother.Thanks

#IDID MY BEST i hope. this is good :)#daisy.txt #🔭.wheatley

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mar64ds · 3 years ago

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can we hear more abt ur ocs?? i love love love them!!! theyre just such funny little guys............

oooh thank you!! 🥺 I'll share some random facts about a bunch of them!

These two? Found family :) The only ocs that have names so far unfortunely

Primary, the one on the left, their color scheme is formed by the primary colors, red, blue and green. She's pretty much, in-universe, a drawing that came to life, so they can break a lot of laws of physics because of that. He's really fun and energetic, very clever and sarcastic as well, they love messing with people but always in a fun kind of way, she's are not actually mean. Primary is genderfluid, ace and gay :)

Hellmet, the one of the right, they used to be called Beanie, but after their design changed I changed their name as well. They are a very scary monster and they partially love that, but they also don't want to be a REALLY bad person, so they always try to be very nice and polite even if it's always very clumsily. They do love being mean, just not too much. Hellmet is nonbinary (afab!) and aromantic

Important fact: they are both autistic

I really really love this bunny, I think she's always super fun to write or just think about her dialogue. I don't really know how to describe her personality... something similar to Pipimi from Pop Team Epic asdfghjkl down to earth but in a chaotic way. She's a trans aro lesbian :)

Pink otter ^_^ I love love love her. She really loves nerdy stuff and infodumping, she's really sweet and caring to everyone. She is definitely shy, she has her insecurities, but has a lot of supportive friends. She's really positive and kind to everyone, but she's definitely not naive, if someone is being a jerk she's not going to let that slide, sometimes the good nice thing to do is call out someone for being awful, not to 'forgive' them

She met her boyfriend in highschool, they were the kind of nerd/jock couple, but in a really really sweet way, the jock character (a kangaroo guy) is the type of 'i LOVE my girlfriend' kind of character.

She's trans and autistic :)

This muppet-like creature is really mean and evil but they are funny so it's okay. They are incredibly overpowered but it's okay because it's funny. They are mean and evil... kind of. They don't really search for destruction, just for entertainment, they LOVE seeing conflict between people just because it's FUN for them. When you are an immortal overpowered being you get bored, seeing your neighbors fight it's the one fun thing you can find. They create conflict a lot of times, but at some point they get super attached to the otter girl, she's like the only person they learn to truly care about.

There is no gender in this puppet

This guy is the leader of an evil army, he's the boss, he's a Bowser kind of character. This guy is super funny to me

So... he's a super powerful villain, and he's a good villain it's not like he's useless. But he is SO petty. Most of his missions are related to personal stuff: 'Oh my ex's kingdom is better than mine. Okay, I'm going to build this super cool laser in my own kingdom and use it to destroy a bunch of cool stuff from their kingdom'

He's kind of a jerk but he's a really nice boss too. He never treats his army bad and he pays them super well. There is a joke there that a member of his army talks to a hero and asks 'how much do they even pay you?' and the hero replies 'they don't pay me, I do this to help people' and the minion says 'THEY DON'T PAY YOU?! You need another job then, are you crazy?! This is the worst life choice I've ever seen'

He's honestly really nice to everyone at the end, if he captures a hero but no one comes to rescue them for a few days he feels bad for them and treats them like a guest

He's bi by the way

Imagine your typical hero and villain dynamic, that for years fight each other, that's their everyday lives. What if... they end up becoming a found family? What if the villain adopts the hero? What then

The idea of these two was more of a 'two animals in a forest are enemies' but it became way bigger and now the wolf guy is more of an actual supervillain, bird character is still very silly and normal lol

I care a lot about their development, it's meant to make absolute sense that the wolf would end up caring so much about the bird

Bird character is agender, aromantic and autistic+adhd as well. Wolf dad is gay

Thank you so much for asking!! Talking about ocs is a lot of fun!!

#my ocs

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dauntless-dragayn · 3 years ago

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(5/31) tommy’s lore stream.

what a fucking doozy, yall. that was hard to watch, but damn was it done well. some notes, thoughts, observations from me: (all /rp and in regards to characters unless noted otherwise)

wilbur, predictably, totally brushed tommy off when he presented all of the stone he’d gathered. “i forgot i asked you for stone lol” OUCH.

tommy’s body language acting REALLY leaped out here: his expression instantly fell in disappointment when wilbur said that (he’d been so excited and proud) (also the stoner bit was so fucking funny lmao)

even after, when tommy was pretending to bounce back and like it didnt upset him, you could still see in his face the disappointment, thinly veiled. wow. thats subtle shit there. istg does this mans have secret actor training or WHAT

wilbur was dodgy about telling tommy what was in the note quackity left at his grave, and after insistence from tommy, lied about it. but tommy didnt believe him for a second. because he’s been lied to so fucking often

if this stream shows anything, its that tommy has seriously wisened up lately.

relatively small detail, and possibly unintentional but.. wilbur did not run from a creeper. he just stood there looking at it and let tommy kill it

which could have.. interesting implications (is he still suicidual? maybe. its hard to tell. is he letting tommy protect him? likely)

wilbur snapping at tommy to shut up :’) and not in the fun way. FUCK man, that hurt. imo, THAT’S the real wilbur now.

.. reminds me of dream. the way he’d slip out of his “friends” act and snap at tommy. shudders

okay so, the initial scene of wilbur trying to force his way into las nevadas is interesting. q obviously knows better than to let him in his ranks. and meanwhile tommy is gawking at all of the fancy set ups

on one hand, as q and wilbur’s arguing intensifies, tommy gawking at a swimming pool relieves some of the tension from that scene. very clever

on the other... to me it is very very clear that tommy is definitely purposefully acting dense because having these two powerful adults he was once so close to arguing is so fucking stressful and its just easier to pretend its not happening

i already know yall are gonna make a bunch of jokes about how its like “hehe quackity and wilbur arguing over tommy like parents” but. legitimately. as someone who’s been in that situation a TON. it’s really really uncomfortable, and what tommy’s doing is exactly how i’d try to handle it sometimes.

course.. it doesnt work

tommy, desperately: hey guys we’re all cool haha right? wilbur i cant wait to hang out with you at quackity’s place wont that be cool? :’)

quackity, fellow manipulator, seeing through wilbur’s bs immediately: absolutely not

honestly, it’s really fascinating seeing the two of them butt heads. theyre both snakes who lust for power and control and to use others. today was a show of threats.

who overpowers who? quackity seems to win, what with having his powerful new nation, but wilbur still, ultimately, has tommy. he wins the battle of wills

i think some people thought they’d work together but there was no way. there’s too much inbetween them.

on a lighter note, while the bit of “are you two kissing” / “do you have a crush on quackity” is one of those tension breakers, its also REALLY FUCKING FUNNY LMAO. you cannot convince me cc!wilbur and tommy havent seen the “they fucked” post BAHAHA

anyway. this is fucking painful to watch have i mentioned that. they really do not let tommy get a word in. wilbur speaks for him CONSTANTLY

"wilbur i dont want to start a country."

time moves in a fucking circle.

he does not care about nations or power. he does not care for rivalries and battles of wit. he just wants to LIVE, TO RELAX. but of course wilbur convinces him theres something wrong with that

(im not saying tommy should associate with quackity or las nevadas, obviously. hes trouble too. but still)

and tommy KNOWS that! he immediately, when alone, stands up to q. ‘tell me the TRUTH.’ ‘why didnt you help ME during my exile’

his care for tommy right now is a facade, and he KNOWS IT! its easier for him to see it here because he and quackity arent as close as he and wilbur

i think on some level, tommy knows that about wilbur, too. the end of the stream struck me. “there’s something strange going on here. with both of them.” tommy isnt stupid. but its so much harder to break trust in someone you once looked up to so wholly. and wilbur is so good at twisting him around his finger.

“we’re family tommy. we’re blood.” tommy’s loyalty and sense of family is fierce, and wilbur knows it.

but no matter what those two men may say to tommy, when they lose their silky acts, when they scream and let out harsh words, they reveal their hands.

“here we are. back listening to discs in the rain“ time moves in a damn circle. (can you break out, tommy?)

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kraviolis · 3 years ago

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sorting the owl house characters into hogwarts houses, because im cringe

luz - ravenclaw

she’s creative and clever and is always searching to learn new things and loves learning just for the sake of learning. shes incredibly witty and quick thinking and open-minded. she’s constantly finding clever, creative, and original ways to solve her problems. she hardly blinked when given the opportunity to learn magic, and only continued to show an intense amount of intelligence and appreciation for academics. shes very resourceful as a human learning magic, finding a entirely new form of magic when it was apparent that she couldnt do it the traditional way. she’s very aspiring, wanting to be a witch and an author since she was very young. she’s very logical about a lot of things, like how it doesnt make sense to not allow witches to study multiple tracks or that people were imprisoned just for being themselves. she’s highly encouraging of individuality which is a lesser known trait of ravenclaw but very important. she can be a perfectionist at times and tended to avoid social interaction so she could persue her creativity. she’s outspoken, an overthinker, and very competitive. i think a lot of people might say she’s a hufflepuff, as she’s loyal and kind and hardworking, but luz values learning and creativity above any of those other things— this is evident, when she makes the decision to stay in the boiling isles to learn magic rather than go home to her mom, thus putting knowledge and creativity over her own family.

eda - gryffindor

she’s not afraid to stand up for herself and others and will never back down from a challenge. she would rather die as herself than live unauthentically. she’s very passionate and empathetic. she’s rebellious against rules that dont make sense to her and cares intensely for her friends and family. she has a strong internal moral code that she sticks to intensely, never straying from it. in the very first episode, she breaks into the conformatorium just to get a paper crown thats important to king. she let raine break up with her because she didnt want to burden them with her curse. she forfeited the match with lily because she knew her sister wanted to be in the emperor’s coven more than she ever did. she’s sacrifices herself for luz & king over and over again because she cares so deeply for her.

king - slytherin

he’s self-centered, smart, arrogant, and highly ambitious. he would do anything to achieve his goals— which was at first reclaiming his throne as the king of demons, and then turned into finding out where he came from. he tried to use luz as a means to reach his goals when he became an author, nearly sacrificing their friendship. he became incredibly loyal to luz after that in the same way he’s loyal to eda, the one who raised him.

(other characters under the cut)

lily - slytherin

it was between this and ravenclaw, because she’s incredibly intelligent and does seem to enjoy learning and has a great mind, she’s also incredibly ambitious and prideful. the deciding factor was that she cursed eda just to reach her own goals. she’s still loyal to eda even when working for belos, which says a lot to how she’s loyal to only a select few people. to her, the ends justify the means (making amity cheat to appear like the better teacher, cursing eda to win the duel, kidnapping luz to get belos to cure eda, losing her magic to help eda)

amity - gryffindor

this one was hard, i swapped between slytherin and gryffindor a lot for her. she’s ambitious and intelligent, but also not afraid to do whats right even if means breaking the rules. she’s self-sacrificing and empathetic and prideful. she ended her friendship with boscha to help luz and willow win. she didnt like luz at first because luz kept cheating and messing up her life, which means she has a strong moral code against cheating and bullies. she’s rebellious in small ways at first but once she started realizing how terrible her parents and belos really were, she pulled away extremely quickly.

willow - slytherin

not surprising, if you take into her account of self-preservation and bending of the rules to suit her ambitions. in the first episode she agrees to cheating just to get ahead in school because she wants to make her parents proud, and in the end she switches to the plants track so to her the ends justify the means. she pulled out of the grudgby game when luz pushed her & gus too far, a perfect example of that self preservation. she has a sense of loyalty that extends to very specific people but she always makes sure those people are taken care of. her parents, luz, gus, and eventually king, eda, and amity, too. she wouldn’t die for them, but she would kill for them.

gus - hufflepuff

sure, he has the ravenclaw curiousity and thirst for knowledge, but he’s very kind, hard working, has a strong inner sense of justice and fairness, and is tolerant of others. he helps mattholomule even if he’d been a jerk before because it was unfair if he didnt. he helps luz break into belos’s castle to find a cure for eda, lets luz borrow his library card to see amity, and hated it when mattholomule tried to lie about the human objects. he knows what it feels like to be left behind and underestimated, so he makes an effort to be kind to others who seem to be in the same boat. he’s very young but already so accomplished which is a testament to how hard he works.

hunter - hufflepuff

this one was HARD. it was either slytherin or this, and a deciding factor for this is the fact that he is self-sacrificing. he sacrifices a lot for other people, even if it doesnt seem like it. in the palisman episode, he sacrifices the palismen getting away despite knowing he would be punished for returning empty-handed. in eclipse lake, he leaves to find the titans blood for belos when he simply could have stayed in the castle and been safe. he’s viciously hard-working, dedicated, and loyal to his family. he lets people’s actions speak for them. he doesn’t immediately judge luz for using wild magic and actually seems interested in it before remembering to be loyal to belos. he’s patient, too, as seen by his interactions with luz. he gets frustrated, sure, but he still works with her. he’s modest about his rank and title, preferring to not flaunt it more than needed. but he does take pride in it. he’s kind in his own way, specifically to belos and lil rascal, but you can see it in his interactions with amity & luz, too. with amity, he empathizes with her and gives her advice that he thinks is true, and offers to dig a grave for her too when its apparent that neither of them are getting any titans blood. with luz, he gives up the palismen and protects her from kikimora. that boy is a hufflepuff for sure.

raine - gryffindor

oh buddy theyre the biggest gryffindor ever. they extremely, extremely brave. they have terrible stage fright and anxiety but they still became head bard, and they still ran an underground resistance group, and they still gave everything up just to help eda. they have a strong sense of whats right and whats wrong and incredible amount of passion, empathy, and integrity. they have a great sense of pride— “How did someone with stage fright end up as Head Witch?” “I’m just that good.”— and are very selfless. they stopped eda from sacrificing herself because they knew her kids needed her more, they sacrificed themselves in eda’s place and gave up everything they had just so eda wouldnt have to.

camila - hufflepuff

she’s extraordinarily kind, even when she’s terrified. she’s accepting and open-minded and hardworking, making sure to show luz that she loves her creativity but still wants to make sure luz can do well in school and can make friends. sometimes you can do something you think is kind but isnt really. she’s also a single mother doing her best to give her daughter a good life, which is a credit to how hard she works and how dedicated she is to her daughter. she even took the day off of work to drive luz to camp because she knew luz was anxious and wanted to reassure her. she’s patient with luz, and even when faced with the scariest moment of her life, she’s still thinking of how luz feels rather than her own fears and anger. she’s very much a hufflepuff in the way that she’s quiet and unassuming but fiercely protective of her family.

vee - slytherin

she’s opportunistic and has a sense of self-preservation. she’d rather save her own skin than do that right thing. she’s cunning, having pretended to be camila’s daughter just to have a place for herself. this isnt a bad thing at all, though. she’s also loyal to camila, who she sees as her family, and even got into a fight with luz over how she treated camila. she still listened to luz and let luz help her so that vee could remain living as luz. she doesnt feel guilty about valuing herself ahead of luz.

belos - ravenclaw

honestly? not a hard decision. he’s smart, sure, but he’s not people-smart. he didnt think lilith would betray him after he admitted to lying about healing eda. he doesnt understand loyalty, not even to those close to him. he’s rational and logical rather than emotional. if the theory that he is philip wittebane is to be believed, then its obvious he has an appreciation for learning and knowledge. belos distinctly reminds me of lockhart, or even quirrell, who were also in ravenclaw. he’s got an arrogance to him that blinds him, believing himself to be the smartest and strongest witch on the isles and thus underestimating others, which will only lead him to ruin.

#the owl house #toh #toh spoilers #the owl house spoilers #luz noceda #eda clawthorne #king clawthorne #amity blight #krav talks #my writing #character analysis

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updated top albums list + recommended tracks from each bc im bored lol

*tentatively* in order

unnatural - wjsn | recommended songs: all of them (especially unnatural, supermoon, and yalla) except for rewind | skips: just rewind bc ballad /// im not sure what style to call this album but they really made such a smash, its crazy that it came out so early in the year and no gg is touching it (album wise). literally the only complaints i have are the obligatory ballad (that they always do bc they can all sing lmfao), the album cover/title (dont love the cover design and i dont love when the album name is the tt name, except in certain circumstances (a full album (especially where the title isnt necessarily from the title track) like montero) or when it's a single album (the inverse of this being rsq's prequel which couldve just been called colorfull since that was the only damn song 😐)). i also was disappointed with the outfits for last dance but that's peripheral.

timeabout, - yukika | recommended songs: insomnia & secret | skips: none /// okay to keep it very real im genuinely scared that she'll never surpass soul lady. i love, and i mean LOVE timeabout, but soul lady was on another plane of existence. like she could've held that album a little bit

the other side of the moon - gwsn | recommended songs: like it hot, starry night, i cant breathe | skips: i sing, depending on my mood /// i dont have much commentary tbh,this is just a very solid mini idk. id like to see a fusion of i cant breathe/tweaks/after the bloom/burn, maybe on their next mini. i love their brighter stuff but maybe a darker concept next (halloween cb pls pls pls)

montero - lil nas x | lowkey too soon for me to pick recommended songs but i'll say montero, scoop, lost in the citadel, sun goes down, and am i dreaming for now. will update! | skips: none /// i cant say that this is this year's sawayama bc sawayama was kinda more like a collection of really strong singles? whereas i feel like these songs shine as an album. i dont even know what to say except that im soooo surprised and impressed because i didnt know that this is the type of music he made???? like he raps but theres a lot of singing? not like belting but definitely not rapping. its kinda...alt ish? in some places? if i had to use ine genre to describe the whole album id probably say alt pop? idk but whatever it is it's definitely working

hide & seek - purple kiss | recommended songs: zombie & so why (tbh all of them) | 2am and zzzz depend on my mood but theyre def not full skips /// no bad song on the album this is crazy....i might rerank since i just listened to it for the first time but as of now idk, its good im just super impressed. ponzona wasnt for me but this cb theyre really doing all the things, lovr tht for them

produced by: [myself] - onlyoneof | recommended songs: coy & night flight | question mark depends on my mood /// im still mad at them (read: 8d) sooooo...idk. i can’t really listen to their music rn. but this mini is still good

play game: holiday - weeekly | recommended songs: check it out, weekend, holiday party | i like memories of summer rain and la luna but it depends on my mood /// very cohesive mini, def their best overall imo! not much to say, but i hope jiyoon gets well soon TTTT

enchant - orbit | recommended songs: gokurakuchouka & never gonna get away but also all of them except flor lunar | skips: flor lunar is nice but boring /// i need kpoppies to get into it im tired of being here alone cmon y’all

set - woodz | recommended songs: feel like | skips: none /// i prefer his bright tracks but this mini was solid as usual. where is the full album tho seungyoun hmmm????

guess who - itzy | recommended songs: sorry not sorry, tennis (0:0), kidding me | skips: in the morning, occasionally wild wild west /// i remember being very surprised that i liked this album, especially given that i dont like mitm. not anything groundbreaking but still solid. i think the naming of tennis (0:0) was really clever

intersection: trace - bae173 | recommended songs: green light, loved you | skips: none (sometimes the intro tho) /// honestly their music is really good??? mbk just hasn’t promoted them well, i feel like they make it a little hard to stan...i really appreciate that they’re not doing the stereotypical hard bg concept thing

lilac - iu | recommended songs: coin, flu, ah puh, troll | skips: honestly id have to relisten, some of the songs a lil boring but idr them at the moment

hello future - nct dream | recommended songs: hello future, life is still going on | skips: idr tbh, probably hot sauce though //// was very surprised that i liked this album, but the outro of hello future really got me after a few listens so i had to check it out. very decent!

killa - mirae | recommended songs: killa, sweet dreams, 1 thing | skips: none really but all of the bsides are a little mid tbh /// i will be 1000% honest in saying that the three reasons this allbum made this list are 1.) killa (the tt), 2.) none of the songs are bad, 3.) lien’s vocals. something about lien....he really just sells whatever song he’s on. his belting >>>>>>>>>>>. he makes their music very enjoyable to listen to, next in that department would be junhyuk. based on their most recent cb, siyoung and khael also contribute a lot as well. shame that the rest of the cb album kinda does nothing for me idk. random but i would really like a gg to cover higher and/or killa

& - loona | recommended songs: ur, ptt | skips: a different night, dance on my own /// these r my girls but this is not their best. ur is wonderful though, and ptt is addicting somehow. wow and be honest are fine but really not their best. i like wow’s choreo tho!

albums im excited to listen to (no particular order):

last year was weird volume 3, tkay maidza (i’ve already listened to a bunch of it but i need to sit and just listen to the whole thing)

troubled paradise, slayyter (same as above, but i didn’t even realize it came out this year, i thought it was old for some reason lol)

jo1, challenger (every song of theirs i hear i like pretty much so i need to take an organized look at them lmfao)

jo1, stranger (same as above)

only lovers left, woodz (duhhh its woodz. not out yet but im excited! i do prefer his brighter concepts and this def isn’t that. he says its not gonna be like what he’s done before but the title and concept photo that’s out rn is giving lift up)

the book of us: negentropy - chaos swallowed up in love, day6 (the title kinda bored me but we’ll see. also sungjin’s gone so.....................we’ll see.)

ancient dreams in a modern land, marina (i barely got past venus fly trap because its soooooo good. i’ve listened to a little after that but the songs i heard didn’t really compare. i have to give it a shot tho)

the chaos chapter: fight or escape, txt (i liked the blue hour mini so i need to give them a chance i suppose)

333, tinashe (i just feel like i should idk)

honorable mentions (no particular order):

blue hour, txt - discovered this year, came out last year. retroactively makes the 2020 albums list bc whew the market research that went into that thing paid off

hula hoop/ starseed ~kakusei~, loona (why tf does the album not have a name) - duhhh loona + synths = a smash. in fact like i said when it dropped i dont even wanna call them loona anymore. this is kongetsu no shoujo!!! this isn’t on my top albums list because im counting as two songs and my limit is 3. i might add it anyways lmfao. we’ll see

ugly beauty, jolin tsai - discovered this year, came out in 2018. i just really like jolin tsai idk. i had only heard that album w play and i’m not yours, both are iconic but the production quality sounds...low? like its older but ik they’re not *that* old. either way, ugly beauty does everything i wanted it to - dramatic, vocals, rapping, boa vibes...jolin tsai is a queen what can i say

also, there are of course a ton of singles that i love as well, this is albums only though lmfao. i have no idea if i could even attempt to organize the singles lol

#vyvesvi's year #song rec

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17, 19, 25 (shadow lord), 27, 29, 36, 37, 38, 39

//Oops that took a while phew, thank you <3

Munday Asks

17 "What was your first muse?"

I guess other than warrior cats and one other oc that werent necessarily mused, it'd be Dipper Pines (regular and most of his aus). I ended up really deep in the Gravity Falls Amino and I ended up in many of the rps defaulting to him for other friends and rpers til I became known for it to an extent gjfjdk. I did a couple other GF charcaters but mainly him in my friend groups.

19 "Do you have ship bias?"

I'll be honest I have no clue what this means. :v If its about writing a ship with someone and their muse, it mostly depends on chemestty and if I know the mun at least a little and if its fun to write. (Ex, I haven't written any real Monix even tho its cute despite having Fox talk to a few Monos here and discord, but have written thinlady with @/gecsha and already otp'd it. I also liked Sevix but wanted SK to want nothing to do with Six in even a friendly regard, but me and @/raincoatnightmare became friends when we were writing and it was funny and cute plus added further character into SK that I like (also now lordlady supremacy ty ty). Or in another fandom, the only character I've written with a canon relationship (or semi-canon? ig its vague?) was Hero from Omori and even then it seems weird to jump into a ship with someone I havent spoken to so it would probably be more prominent with an rper I've talked to before even if its still there with strangers)

25 "Do you play smut? Do you play it only with characters you’re shipping with, or are you open for “one night stands”?"

27 "Are you interested into poly relationships for your muse?"

Tbh Ive (embarrassedly and probably poorly) written it with one other person before in a certain circumstance I don't wanna get into here that ended not-so-well but I'm too nervous to write that kinda thing with others unless we were really comfortable writing that in private. It would always have to be shipping and he's only really shipped with one muse and you already admitted to asking this so I hope youre happy embarrassing me now hfksfkjfkd (also off like you said only adults like SL)

It never starts that way and yet so often ends up like that fhsksl. For SL he's already in a cute poly ship in a verse so I'll say yes to that. Lady Fox hasn't really been written into anything at all yet and I haven't even considered any ship even my beloved thinlady for her so we'll see gjjdls. For puppy ships with the kids again idk

29 "What are your thoughts on your muses' canon?"

Sweats in divergent characters Well Six is really cool and honestly a fun character to watch go through things, I really like her and her clever survival skills even if she's not the most kind in some situations cough cough. I could write a whole essay on why I love her little differences between the other characters in idle animations, cutscene reactions, and her ai actions in LN2. And seeing her in both comic series + those LN2 cutscenes/ai, I like how despite it all its obvious just still just a kid who also enjoys time with others.

RK is honestly my favorite of the protags, little dude is hard (to the) core. I still hate the canon ending 💔 /hj. His specific idle animations we get to see are also interesting in the fact thet theyre a little different from Six's (the only 2 kids at the time). Seeing his interactions with the Nomes (Hideaway), Six (cancelled comic), and reaction to the Flashlight Girl (Depths), it's also neat to see his little personality shine through. I got the feeling he was almost hesitant to escape but went through anyway, and saw it to the end (even if it was his own end) and with all the stepping on coal and glass, hitting every obstacle in the way and still standing up straight, and being resourceful of those around him, and I can respect him. Also he's the only one who's had a chapter I would be too scared to go through if I had the LN mindset so good on him 💔.

36. "Do you feel similar to your muse in any way?"

With Fox I really feel that casual but anxious at any time feeling, and already projected a lot of my anxieties about memory loss onto her. I also just like foxes. (Ive only spent money on game cosmetics 3 times and one was the LN1 fox mask, another was yesterday $10 on an almost useless fox plush on Sky: CotL fhdjsk but hey whats important is invisible to the eyes).

With SK I can feel the "listens to an echo chamber for emotions" sometimes, and holding onto things stubbornly. It's quite easy to write him as I don't like admitting certain things either and deny deny deny, but that makes SL a little harder to make him romance fbdksk.

With SL I do really feel that overprotectiveness and envy in some things, he might be waaay exaggerated ofc but it's there. Im also a big self blamer.

37 "Do you feel different from your muse in any way?"

With Fox I'm much more social, I do like hugs and physical touchs and talking even oversharing cough just look at this whole post whereas she'd very reserved and quiet about her feelings 99% of the time.

With SK I can't really find it in me to hold a grudge that well. I can think back and get annoyed that some teacher or other kid or family member did some bad thing to me in the past, or say "so-and-so hurt me yesterday", but I can't hold it as just hate for long and see it differently. There's very few people I'm having trouble forgiving and forgetting, and they'll never be allowed near my family if I can help it.

With SL I can't say I'm in a good position if I'm in charge. I can be a good right hand or lower ranking moniter/manager, but being the head is too much pressure and depressing. He seems to be doing just fine both on his own and with his wife and/or husband.

38 "What's the best inspiration for your muse?"

Mostly jokes and random ideas with my friends! Some of the best plots I've had personally were turning a romance/ship joke into angst for pain, or angst into romance as hurt/comfort. Ofc music also helps but this is the best!

39 "What's a song that reminds you of your muse?"

I have a whole playlist so let me think of some that only or mostly involve that character and their feelings.

Fox/Six- Again

SK- Cradles

SL- KING

#anome #'anome'#🦊#🖤#🎌#<3 thanks again

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tgcf again chapters 174-191. im now midway through book 4. pain and suffering. and yet also.... this is really good.... but also.... pain...

okay cave of ten thousand gods everythings coming out into the light.... xie lian pretending not to hear fengqing drop their act im emotional..... fengqing silently working together to separate xie lian and hua cheng im emotional..... every word that comes out of mu qing’s mouth im emotional....

honestly reading the xianle trio discussing hua cheng.. its very hard for me NOT to project all the times ive been in a friendship trio and someone got a boyfriend the other two didnt like (which was every time. theres never been a bf everyone liked. sometimes i was the one who had the bf. there were no winners then and tbh i predict there will be no real winners here as far as this friendship goes but such is life)

mu qing is so smart he’s clever he’s tricksy i love it i love him ugh

“A pair of arms had circled around him from behind, and hugged him with force all of a sudden. Xie Lian had buried his face in his back, and also didn’t speak. Though nothing was said, it was enough.” okay i cant get into every different way im feeling about whats going down bc it would get Too Personal but this..... im emo. also xie lian saying “something like this has to be said clearly“ and then proceeding to not say a word just going in for a hug is a mood

“He heard Hua Cheng’s staggering voice coming from above. “...Your Highness. You really…will be the death of me.” - ok well DONT SAY THAT!! now im worried!!!

“Hua Cheng, however, only snorted, appearing as if his eyes could see through the thick rocky walls. He said darkly, “Don’t worry. If he kills one, I’ll make ten more. Fast and furious like the storms, I will never back down. Let’s see who’s the one left standing in the end.” Xie Lian’s heart skipped a beat for some reason, and he mumbled inwardly, “... Oh no, this is bad.” Even though Hua Cheng’s expression was subconsciously displayed, Xie Lian really was quite weak to this aggressive and rebellious confidence of his.” - fjadskfajsl its okay xie lian honey you never know whats going to do it for you

okay so are the murals and statues are only from the xianle era? im hoping hua cheng didnt secretly follow xie lian during his time as a mortal during the entire 800 years and then pretend to a total stranger that would be too much imo lets see. i still really do get why feng xin and mu qing are like “...dude wtf lets get out of here stay away from that guy” (also tbh probably if theyd all managed to stay close... this probably wouldnt be happening which isnt a judgement im just saying bc thats definitely how ive felt about friendships) although this whole thing IS indeed tinged with homophobia which i still dont think makes sense in this setting but whatever i guess.

BOOK 4!!!! im scared

“A few days ago he nearly fainted, and it was only after that did he realize it was because he hadn’t had anything to eat for several days.” - unfortunately relatable but :(

“Ever since Xie Lian was young, he had never had to consider these kinds of affairs, and this was truly the first time in decades that this problem gripped him. However, if gods didn’t even know what starvation felt like, how could they possibly understand the feelings of a starving worshipper? How could they possibly empathize? At this point, he could only take this experience as a form of training.” - TRUE THO!!!!!!!! i like seeing this even tho the circumstances are sad

wait does xie lian get his bad cooking skills from him mom? im gonna cry...

“After returning to the city, Mu Qing’s stomach was still turning. He said as he stumbled, “I thought…that porridge, it smelled like bran water, but I hadn’t thought it’d taste like it too!” Feng Xin gritted his teeth. “Shut up! Don’t force people to remember that pot of stuff! The queen is…body of ten thousand gold after all…never cooked…this is already…UGH!…” Mu Qing humphed. “Did I say something wrong? If you didn’t think it was like bran water, why don’t you…go ask the queen to grant you another bowl! UGH!…” The two were heaving back and forth, and Xie Lian grabbed hold of the both of them, patting their backs.” - xianle trio.... including simply because it made me do the pleading emoji in real life..... also the way the queen wanted to feed all of them... weeping

i didnt realize that mu qing would still be around during this time.... god the fact that i know theyre all going to split......

“It’s precisely because it’s a time like this that money has to be brought up!” Mu Qing countered. “A time like this? What time is it? Time when we’re starving! It doesn’t matter if you don’t want to admit it, but nothing can be done without money! Can you both not just suck it up a little bit?” - mu qing i love you. god.... for real the fact that he comes from a completely different background than the other two is so important to his character and i think it shows so much in the way he continues to be in the present. he gives me the vibe of someone who is smart and hardworking but is bitter about it and tbh!!!! i get why he is!!! he’s very aware of these kinds of concerns bc he’s had to be, while the other two kind of think theyre above it and its a big difference between them. he’s still separated by the circumstances of his birth despite how much harder he’s worked to get to where he is.... ugh painful and delicious

i really am enjoying the xianle story tbh. xie lian going from his highness, favored by heaven, well-intentioned but lacking in experience and understanding to living in poverty and fighting with mortals who disrespect him. fucking delicious i mean this sincerely and respectfully im sad but i really like his character arc. and then to how he is in the present....

“Mu Qing looked at him, speaking not a word. Then he bowed deeply and really turned around to walk away.” - OH NO ITS HAPPENING AHHHHH ;_; honestly all of this hurts but it feels real like i think mu qing has every right to want to leave honestly and he DOES have other family and other ambitions outside of the trio... and i get why feng xin is mad about him wanting to leave when theyre suffering!! and i get why xie lian lets him go.... friendships are hard man and the pain of them splitting is rough!!!!

“Mu Qing’s departure had really shocked him to the core. First, he had never thought that someone so close would just up and leave. Second, Xie Lian had always believed in “forever”. For example, friends would always be friends forever; no betrayal, no deception, no breaking up. Perhaps there’d be times when they’d part, but it for sure wouldn’t be over reasons like “life is too horrible” - pain. just pain. same as above i get it but it hurts

“Xie Lian didn’t know too well just how much money would be considered normal when buying over ten lanterns, and he never looked at the price tag when he purchased things in the past.” - i feel bad kicking him while he’s down and he’s still trying to be kind even when it costs him but this is the first thing that came into my mind

but also oh?? spirits of soldiers from the battlefield you say?? hmmm i wonder... who.... could possibly be among them....

“If you remain forcibly, you won’t be able to rest in peace,” Xie Lian said. The nameless ghost didn’t seem to care. “I pray to never rest in peace.” - i cant lie this legit gave me goosebumps lol

“Xie Lian himself was alright in suffering through it, since there were far too many other things to worry about. But his mother, who had lived a comfortable, luxurious life, when had she ever done such crude labour? But if the queen didn’t do this work herself, who else could take over?” - hmmmm!!! housekeeping!!!! it matters!!!! rich people dont appreciate how much until they have to do it themselves!!! but this still makes me sad

oh god THATS when they pawned hongjing?? with the king sick and mu qing leaving?? :(((( even more emotional about its appearances in the present day

“That passerby chuckled. “You don’t know? This is too exciting! The servant is beating the master!” - oh god the dramatic and ironic timing of it all

god..... this is just... a sad time....

“MU QING ISN’T LIKE YOU ALL. HE’S MY FRIEND, HE WOULD NEVER HELP YOU!!!” [cut to] “Those were the only words echoing in Xie Lian’s mind, but he couldn’t utter a single sound, and could only crazily grab at anything at his disposal to throw. He didn’t care who he was hurling at, either. Finally, Mu Qing couldn’t take this anymore, and he steeled his face as he swept his sleeves and left. Xie Lian panted harshly for a bit and fell back down, spacing out again.”- IM SAD!!!!!! tbh i wonder if on some level xie lian kind of felt like mu qing owed him? i know he said to forget about that stuff to both of them but its one thinig to say it and think you mean it and another to have to deal with it

white no-face what is your DEAL!! also all the little fire ghost bits im...

“After having exchanged so many words, Feng Xin finally got the gist of what had transpired. He widened his eyes and pointed at Mu Qing, unable to speak. A moment later, he bent down and grabbed a sack and flung it over, roaring. “SCRAM! SCRAM SCRAM SCRAM!” Mu Qing was hit in the face by the sacks of rice he brought and backed two steps away. All three of them in the house were panting harshly.” - this is it this is the part where i closed my laptop and said “noOOooOOOoooo” out loud to my room im so upset... and mu qing still tried to leave the rice even after the broom thing im ;_;

“Feng Xin was completely convinced that he would never do such a thing, but that was precisely why this had become the worst-case scenario!” - pain, suffering, dismay, etc

“Feng Xin continued, “If Your Highness thinks your life might be in danger, I can finish this for you, I won’t tell Her Majesty, haha.” - bless your heart for trying feng xin

“But it shouldn’t be like this. The Feng Xin of the past would have absolute faith in him no matter what! Even if there was only twenty percent doubt, it was still unbearable!” - AHHHHHHH okay idk if i really have much to say about their relationship other than im sad but IM SAD!!!!

the differences between feng xin and mu qing’s relationship with xie lian are so interesting. feng xin has clearly always idolized xie lian a lot while mu qing hasnt at least not in the same way and he seems like he has some resentment towards xie lian (thats how i read it anyway thats what i said about it at the beginning of book 2 and i think its understandable and can be a very real part of friendships) that feng xin doesnt and i just think thats neat!!

“He was firmly tied down upon the altar, that broken base of the statue under his body. There were many people squeezed below the altar, and pair after pair of round, unblinking eyes were watching him.” - hmmm dont think i like where this is going

“Yet, before he could finish, he realized that the white silk that he used to cover his face had been undone. In this moment, the thing that had him completely tied down was that exact white silk.” oh my god wait is this ruoye?? is ruoye that same ribbon???? ill cry

“The hand stained with blood, the one that ended a life, was immune to the Face Disease.” - ohhh shit okay. okay okay. okay. shit okay. i See now.... so if youre an innocent civilian the only way to escape this fate (and the faces are actually the souls of other innocent civilians) is to get rid of your innocence... and doesnt this disease not actually hurt its just horrific? god.............

“White No-Face pitied, “You think they don’t want to do it? Wrong, it’s not that they don’t want to, it’s solely because no one wants to be the first, that’s all.” - shut up!!! youre the one who created this situation dont fucking preach about the way you think the world is

“He forced down the mouthful of blood and hissed, “What are you laughing at? You think that you got what you wanted? This was all forced by you!” The ghost fire within the ghost’s hand flickered even more fiercely.” - yes exactly!!! you put people in extreme circumstances sometimes they do extreme things!! youve proved nothing!! god i do love when characters say exactly what im thinking. plus the first ones who caved were trying to save their child

“He felt that, if he was to let them do what they wanted, there was something in his heart that would never return to its original state.” - :( also i kind of feel that in my life sometimes and i just hope xie lian’s heart ends up in a state he’s happy with

“He didn’t dare to look at what had become of the person lying on the altar, because what laid there didn’t look human anymore.” AHHHHHH!!! :(((( i mean i get why this event is what made hc... level up??? thats not a good way to describe it fjasldkfjaslk but you know what i mean... that line about being powerless to help your beloved OOOOOOF

okay well finished that chapter im. pain. hmmm. pain. i dont know if i actually have any words rn lol but im gonna stop here for now

#half of my commentary is just me going wow im sad!! this is sad!! pain!! wow sad!!!#anyway i love xianle trio with my whole heart they really do feel so real #mouse mumbles #tgcf liveblog #hc also feels real but in a way i might not ever talk about lol we'll see

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tx-thoughts · 4 years ago

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before i start this i am SCREAMING at taehyun's juno oh my god

An estimation and evaluation of Kang Taehyuns chart

-aqua sun, scorp moon. he's truly an ambitious person and he's always keeping it 100% real, maybe even to the point of being incredibly blunt. once he has his mind set to something he is GOING to do it, and you bet that he's going to find an unconventional but clever way to do it better than anyone else. honestly can be a little mean depending on his other placements 💀💀 but definitely very respectful and sweet to the people he feels deserve it. knows how to put himself first(as anyone should!) and is always striving for a personal happiness.

-gemini rising. the reason i think taehyun is a gemini rising is because he has a smart and witty exterior, and the way he socializes with those around him is always Observant at first and then he acts accordingly. this combines with his scorpio moon- he knows how to talk to people and get on their good side easily. tends to talk with his hands a little. and though he isnt talkative like a gem rising usually is (though, not all of them are) he definitely has the wit for it. gem risings are generally good at most things they do, and have a quick mind thats always in gear.

now before we talk about any other planets i just wanna point out that tyun's venus, mc, sun, lilith, uranus and one more asteroid are OPPOSITE juno which most likely signifies a wildly complicated or non existent love life 💀💀💀 not that its impossible but he's got a lot of other priorities over love. Nothing wrong with that! But if you wanted to know why it took me so long to do his chart this is why bc it nearly gave me an aneurysm every time i so much as thought about it.

-merc in cap in the 9th house. ive read that these people like to "compartmentalize" things. theyre also pretty careful thinkers and eloquent speakers too. people greatly recognize them for their poised and collected way of talking and they usually dont seem to frayed by anything. hes usually feeding his thirst for knowledge too in any way that he can !

-venus in aquarius in the 10th house. truly..... does not care for romance lol. in facts hes probably really cold about his love life and prefers to keep it that way. the fact that its in aquarius too is wild because venus in aquarius ppl strike me as people who cant really be "tied down." i feel like romantic commitment just kinda scares them? imo. and then its right next to his lilith meaning that he probably has a lot to learn about relationships in general. not just with lovers, but i feel like with friends and family he tends to act a bit cold without meaning to and i think thats really just his natural disposition lol. but the fact that his venus is opposite juno makes me believe that he struggles to find out what he wants and how to act in a relationship for a super long time. it might be a karma thing for him

mars in aries in the 11th house. WOW okay so when hes angry youll know it. he might be prone to short and quick bursts of temper if u push him and im sure that hes pretty sharp with his words. but i don't think his anger lasts for long. he can also be pretty passionate about things he cares for a lot. its in his 11th house so hes seen as a super capable person with talent, and he might thrive a bit off knowing that hes made someone happy like i feel that he might be a people pleaser even when he doesnt quite show it.

jupiter in cancer in 2nd house. everyone is pretty aware of how talented he is and this aspect just highlights that. this placement might give him a lucky streak in life, and i think bc its in the 2nd house it signifies great wealth and fortune

saturn in gemini in the 12th house has a good sense of direction and a very good leader. because its in gemini he knows how to bring out better qualities in other people and he knows how to communicate with his team. very smart! but also might focus on waayy too many things at a time and it might leave him a little scatterbrained from time to time. he might feel a little reserved when expressing hightened emotion, especially if its positive, so hes good at containing himself. now because its in his 12th house im... a little concerned? taehyun might need a hug

neptune in aquarius in the 9th house. doesnt really favor being contained. needs freedom or else he'll be unhappy. tries to make sense of a lot of things, so it frustrated him when he cant quite comprehend how things exactly work

uranus in 10th house in pisces ppl are sorta off in their own little world sometimes. like hes really usually stuck in his own thoughts. hes most likely to daydream a lot.

pluto in sag in the 7th house. good at problem solving. adventurous. exciting as a person in general. and since pluto is in his 7th house, forging relationships might be difficult for him. also i think he might have a thing fir scorpio dominant ppl

#terry kang #kang taehyun #astrology #tomorrow x together #txt #kpop

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wingedbeings · 5 years ago

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@no-one-hears-me tagged me to do this!! :D thank u ilu!! ♡♡

1) search your name + core + aesthetic in google and see what images come out.

mosscore aesthetic gave lots of different moss n goblincore n like faecore aesthetics which is v fitting!! :D

2) some questions!

name: moss!! :3c

nickname: aa idk?? i dont think i rlly have any but anyone is welcome to rlly call me anything!! (aa wait there is a rlly specific one but it's like linked to someone so i'm too paranoid to post it here skdjsh)

zodiac: cancer sun, scorpio moon, cancer rising!! :3c

languages: aa i actually speak quite a few languages!! i've hyperfixated on languages since i was rlly young n i grew up multilingual!! i'm a bit paranoid abt sharing all of them but the ones i'm most fluent in are japanese, english, [redacted], german, latin, and french!! (i grew up w the first three since birth) :3c

favorite season: i rlly love autumn and spring!! i used to be more fixated on autumn but i recently started loving spring again!! i rlly like when its not too warm n too sunny n kind of rainy and such!! :3

favorite flower: aa i don't think i rlly have a favourite?? D: the kinds of flowers that r like rlly dark red w black n that r really cool tho!!! i also rlly like plants n when i move (aa thats already in a few weeks thats crazy) i'll be getting a bunch of new plants!! i already have a few succulents and a tiny common ivy :3

favorite scent: oh skdjejd i dont rlly know D: i rlly agree w sera tho abt the smell of like petrichor n that!! generally i rlly like naturey smells!! i also rlly like scents like lavender n rose though!! and i'm not too fond of rlly like sweet smells

favorite color: i rlly like black, warm dark reds, and warm foresty dark greens! oo n i quite like coppery-gold ish colours too :3

favorite animals: aaa i honestly rlly love like all animals!! i can't rlly pick one favourite D: corvids r a hyperfixation of mine tho!!! theyre so cool n clever n intelligent n i lov them!!

favorite fictional characters: aa idrk?? if i could rlly think abt it properly in the moment i'm like focussing on it i'd probably think of a bunch but rn i'm drawing a blank so i'll name my favourites from a current hyperfixation i have!! the hyperfixation is the show legends of tomorrow n my favourites from it are sara lance (aaa real actual sapphic representation??? heLp) n also leonard snart!! :3c

coffee, tea, or hot chocolate: i rlly like coffee but its a trigger food bc of my chronic illnesses n makes me rlly sick so i can't rlly have it all that often anymore D: (plus i kinda overdid coffee in like my v early teens so that might have smth to do w it??) but i also rlly love green teas!! though sometimes those r an mcas trigger for me dhdjdhs ): i'm not too fond of hot chocolate bc most hot chocolates tend to be too sweet for me and i can't have regular milk (also a trigger food shdhs) but when i make it myself i rlly like that too!!

dogs or cats: i rlly love both dogs n cats!! i'm most similar to cats though so like i guess i relate to cats more?? but dogs r so precious n sweet ｡ﾟ(ﾟ´ω`ﾟ)ﾟ｡ i currently have both a cat and a dog too :3 (though my cat will be staying w my mum for abt a year when i move so then it'll just be my dog and i for a while!)

blankets: aa i rlly love blankets but certain fabrics are mcas triggers for me so i can only do rlly specific ones skdjsjd,, my temperature regulation is rlly bad and i'm nearly always freezing so if theres a blanket available i'll go wild abt it!!

dream trip: i don't think i rlly have a dream trip?? i prefer travelling around times that aren't too like hot temperature wise tho!! n i mostly prefer less warm countries! (high temperatures and sun are both things that trigger different parts of my chronic illnesses) aa and then i mostly prefer like adventure type things in the form of going to nature places n like exploring ruins n that but like in a calm pace?? oh also to preferably stay in like a little cabin type place or a b&b rather than like a big hotel!!

blog established: aa i believe at the end of last september or something??? (september 2019)

followers: I currently have nearly 3k! aa ilu all but i'm rlly sorry so many of u relate to my blog n i rlly wish all the good in the world for all of u guys n that life will treat u all kinder!! ♡

random fact about me: hsjdjs i dont rlly know?? D: every time i'm put on the spot through someone asking me smth (especially less specific stuff) abt myself i just forget all info abt myself n i already dont rlly have any kind of identity to begin with hsjdhsjdb

aa i guess a fun fact cld be that i'm v alternative in style n some weird mix of punk n goth w a little bit of emo?? n that my fav music genres r also alternative!! (mostly rock n punk n metal n that!!) :3c

I’ll tag @sickeda @http-trauma @pozellainsoul @selincr0 @youstillhauuntme and anyone else that wants to do this!! i always feel rlly anxious tagging ppl so yea!! (u r free to say i tagged u bc if u follow me or we're mutuals n u want to do this i'd want to tag u!! i'm just anxious to skdhj) also idk if any of u have already done this n its also of course ok if u don't want to!! ♡

#aa thank u for tagging me sera i rlly love answering these!! (´；ω；`)#aa btw pls check if u follow my dni in my carrd before saying i tagged u!#tagged.txt #i think i'll start using that as a tag for things i'm tagged in and tag games!!#:3 #long post

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hhhongseok · 5 years ago

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PENTAGON: First Impressions VS Now!

since it's ptg's 3rd anniversary, and i've been an uni for over a year now, i thought it would be a fun idea to compare my first thoughts about all the members to how i think of them now! i got the idea from i got7 inspirits on youtube, so check them out if you're interested!

OT10

then:

I first heard "gorilla" back when it released, but since i avoided stanning rookies at the time- i decided to give it some time before stanning. flash foward to august 2018 where my interest is piqued again. at that time last year, i had thought that they were pretty cute but having literally only heard gorilla and then shine, i was caught off guard by their sound change. It wasn't bad per say- just different. overall, i knew pentagon would be a group that i'd like- but more along the lines of a casual thing.

now:

y'all already know how whipped i am for these idiots!!! their music and videos and even choreos are my style completely, especially their cute concepts!! we love dancing infants! and also, they're all such throughly good people which makes me so happy. this isn't a casual stan thing in the slightest, and it's funny to think I ever believed it would be.

Hui:

then:

when i saw him in shine, i thought he was a d o r k. i think it was the way they styled his hair, but i was just very convinced that he was pretty lame lmao. after that though, i saw how cute he was and he became my bias for a while. i remember thinking at one point that he seemed like an exasperated dad?? i didn't really have any basis for it but that observation was there nonetheless.

now:

exasperated dad? more like hyper 3 year old. hes literally one of the loudest and most energetic. what was i on. but i think hes the most precious and clingiest little toddler now!! i was right about the dork thing though, but its super cute how goofy and lame he is. also!! talent for days!! his dancing, singing (his falsetto is !!), composing is all incredible. the most important thing though? a godly leader. he's so caring and kind and full of love for his members it hurts me. we don't really see a serious leader hui, but thats okay because i think it means he tries to keep uni and ptg in good spirits by showing them cheerfulness. and that's amazing to me.

Jinho:

then:

my most notable thought about jinho in shine was "how is he that small". i remember thinking it was cute how he pushed the giant one too, lmao. i didn't think much else of him beyond that, other than noticing how adorable he can be.

now:

ok yeah, jinho is cute and tiny and whatever- but now i Understand the power that he holds. how he looks with his hair pushed back for example. or how about that bruno mars cover he did with hui. (hhhhnngg). also?? he's not even That small. the ones that make him look itty bitty are Literally just giants. but aside from his appearance, jinho is probably my favorite vocalist like!! i appreciate him s o much. (listen to his cover of gethsemane and last night of october for clear skin) of course jinho is also very cute though!! so i was right about that at least! he just also has many other great sides to him that i worry are overlooked!

Hongseok:

then:

i didn't,,,notice him. at ALL. like i just glossed over his existence completely when i first saw shine. and even after that- it took me a minute to pay him any mind. when i did finally notice him though, i noticed his smile. i remember i was watching videos with my girlfriend and i pointed him out to her! that was mostly because i felt bad for not really having any strong opinion on him though oops. anyways i ended up just thinking he was a mom. and i was really impressed by his english and strength.

now:

real talk, it pained me to write all of that out!! bc now?? omg hong is my everything- but thats kind of obvious. anyways!! hes so f u nn y !!! its absolutely a stupid kind of funny and hes definitely annoying but i adore it. also the mom thing is only kind of true. he has the capacity to be maternal and take care of them, but he's way more likely to make fun of literally every single member. he's more like an older brother that never leaves his siblings alone and thinks he's funnier than he is. and we hate him for it. anyways, his voice is So underrated im. angery. he has such a beautiful voice, just in general, and on top of that- his singing is lovely. like yes, more hong solo please.

Hyojong:

then:

i definitely took note of him immediately! his voice is very distinctive, and he stands out a lot in shine. which is really saying something. i thought he was really talented for sure! and i almost felt he was too cool for me to be looking at. i kind of got the vibe he'd be pretty icy i guess?

now:

he's not intimidating at all. like not even a little bit. bc he's not taking himself as seriously as i thought he was lmao. also hes so l o u d . and a plant man. but i think the best thing about edawn is his unpredictability! i never really know what to expect from him and i like that.

Shinwon:

then:

i thought he was HOT. i already thought he was handsome in the 0.3 seconds of screentime he got in shine. but a friend of mine showed me clips of him from that couples game video and. o o f. i really couldn't get over how pretty he was. it didn't help that this was the same video where him and kino were doing that dance. personality wise, i don't remember much standing out to me. other than how easily scared he is.

now:

shinwon is soooo embarrassing. i wouldn't say hes completely shameless about it though, but he's shameless to the point of actually doing the stupid shit so im. still enraged about it. he legitimately makes me physically look away sometimes when im watching a video and he's being weird. theyre all my kids, and i love them. but he's the child im ashamed of lmao. moving on, hes a real cutie pie. that fact that he gets so scared so easily is both really funny and super endearing. but he's just a playful baby and im honestly glad that hes has so much fun.

Changgu:

then:

i noticed him less than hongseok. like i dont think i had a single notable first impression of him.

now:

past dess was one entire Doofus huh. like changgu is a whole ass blessing to this planet and you mean to tell me that she overlooked him??!! anyways, though, he has an elephant heart for sure. such a genuinely empathetic and truly kind person!! he never fails to warm my heart with his sincerity and i love that about him. he's also part of the idiot squad though, with how he goes along with hong's antics. we hate that. and all his impressions + dumb faces. speaking of faces though,,, his acting?? i love it!! he's really talented, like when i watch pretty pretty i kind of forget that changgu is even playing a role. and his d a n c i n g!! underrated dance king! underrated king in general, how about that.

Yanan:

then:

my first bias in ptg!!! i fell in love with him instantly! i loved how tall he is, and the white hair and his i c o n i c "my baby"!! like i was whipped from the gate. i remember liking his duality back then too!!

now:

ok so, since he was bias immediately, i noticed more about him than anyone else. which means i have less to write oops. but thats okay because at least i had a bit of taste back then. but, yanan is hilarious. he's so clever and funny and you can tell how effortless it is. most iconic ptg sayings are something from yanan and thats just amazing. the big thing i notice now that i didn't really before, though, is that fact that his duality is so shocking because he's literally just as unpredictable as hyojong. its impossible to really tell what hes going to do next, and i think it catches people off guard more with yanan because even that aspect of him is unexpected.

Yuto:

then:

i thought he was kinda scary!! idk he seemed so cold and i couldn't really relate to that so i didn't grow very attached to him.

now:

he's so pure!!! hes said that he has a hard time expressing his feelings but i don't really see it? because he always seems so happy to be around ptg and having fun with them even if he isn't usually the one playing around!! he loves them so much tbh and its the sweetest thing :( everything about yuto is so sweet, because he cares a lot about the people around him and doesn't want anyone to get hurt- even if its fake or a joke. and like, he's really hardworking too!! ptg have said multiple times that he works the hardest, and that really is saying something imo! and like, you can just see it even without being told that. whether its his workout journey pentory or the fact that he's literally been learning guitar. also!! omg the lyrics he writes?? heartwarming, romantic and life changing!! seasons and cosmo made me a different person. but yeah, he's such an amazing, warm person and i cant believe i found him scary.

Kino:

then:

i thought he was the main vocal. like no joke, he was so charismatic and flaunting so much in shine that i was like "ah yes. the main vocalist" hhhggg. i remember thinking he was pretty though, and that his stage name was super cute. but i wasn't very interested in learning about him, despite how he really caught my eye. for some reason, though, i eventually got the thought that he was really pure.

now:

main vocal hdzfhh kino relax you're confusing ppl. of course he has an amazing voice and it always sounds incredible but!! what amuses me is the way he sings always sounds kinda like he's trying to be sexy and?? its so funny in ballads and stuff imo. but yeah, that "sensual"?? singing is what threw me off back then. buf more importantly, i just wanna mention the pure thing- because its a confusing situation. on one hand, kino has a heart of gold that not only adores uni but is also accepting. as well as how he's constantly bringing light into the world with his words and truly bright outlook. but on the other hand he's a demon that dances like That and is so dangerous when he wants to be!! so!! what's it gonna be kino, make up your mind :( anyways, listen to knnovations. esp bad timing and 224.12!!

Wooseok:

then:

i loved him instantly. he looked like an overgrown 10 year old in my eyes and that's just. precious. i thought he was pretty funny too!!

now:

if i took off my hong glasses for long enough, id be able to say that i think he's the funniest in ptg. because he's so hilarious in my eyes like? he makes me do an ugly wheeze laugh, and a lot of my favorite ptg moments involve him in some way lmao. but he is actually a baby, so i was onto something there with the overgrown 10 y/o thing. despite being really funny though, i do think he tends to be quiet more often than like hui or shinwon and he hardly ever smiles, unless he's like laughing and thats makes me think that he's kind of awkward?? not in like a bad way, but i just kind of see that i guess. but!! something that i think is passed over a lot with woo is the fact that he usually has a hand in composing, and also that he writes his raps?? like that's so cool, we love that!!

ok! so that was my lame little essay lmao. i hoped you liked if you read it all! im just glad to say that i really appreciate pentagon as a whole, and how much joy they bring into my life nowadays!! i feel like ive found a place to call my own with uni and with pentagon :)

#text: bouquet #universechallenge #wow this took forever and its kinda dumb but it was fun #i wouldnt be satisfied if i drew anything tbh

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theuninspirednovelist · 6 years ago

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Kitty Terror

Written for @bayneon

Thank you for being so damn kind and patient with me

Out of everything he expected, having a cat stalk him was one of the last things, honestly. Realistically, this was something unimportant, something that he would be laughed at if he told someone, something that was so absolutely ridiculous to say out loud that Thor wouldn’t even say it to himself, and yet…

…yet it was happening.

He couldn’t be sure, but he saw the cat, this specific cat, everywhere he went.

He had told himself that he was seeing things, that he the rule was getting to him and that maybe, perhaps maybe, he needed to lay off the drinks he had but no.

No matter what he thought, he ended up with the same conclusion.

He was being stalked by a cat.

It was black, the deepest shade of it, with two big round green eyes that always stayed focused on him. It stood at a distance, always, it followed him, gracefully leaping from one obstacle to another as it trailed parallel to him, sometimes anticipating where he was going.

Those were the times he was actually terrified.

He would go to a tavern or go riding with his friends and there it was, the green eyed cat, watching his every move. It had a long, graceful that that it would curl around its paws in a manner that was somehow, to Thor, threatening.

He went camping one time and woke to the cat sitting right next to the candle on the small table beside him. The sharp light on its face made it look demonic and Thor had very nearly pissed himself that night.

Of course when he sat up and rubbed his eyes, it was gone and the candle had gone out.

It could have been a dream, he told himself, but the smoke was still whispering away from the wick and his heart was pounding far too loudly for comfort.

It followed him when he was at the palace, it followed him when he tried to sleep, honestly, there were nights where he swore he felt it walking over his back as he slept.

Not that he would tell anyone.

Or at least…just anyone.

This morning, he decided to go to the one person who always seemed to have answers – even if they were snarky – for him. He listened and guided him to a path that helped him solve his problems.

Most of the time.

It was after breakfast and still relatively early so Loki was bound to be in his chambers. There was no other place he liked as much and when he entered, he did so quietly, looking around in case that cat was around.

Something Loki immediately pointed out

“Well, look who finally learned how to open doors” he said snidely “should I be worried?”

Thor snorted “No, I didn’t wish to disturb you”

“How kind” Loki said, still lost in the book he was reading “What do you need, Thor? I am busy”

“I know, I just…need help” Thor said, feeling his cheeks prickle a little bit in embarrassment “it’s a strange problem I have”

“Oh?”

Loki closed the book and turned to give Thor his undivided, scrutinizing attention

“What’s wrong?”

Thor parted his lips to speak, the words were at the end of his tongue, but he shook his head

“Actually, never mind, I am likely being paranoid”

He spun around to leave but came to a dead stop when Loki’s magic closed and bolted his doors shut.

“You’ve disturbed my peace and will not leave will you tell me” Loki said, arms crossed over his chest “tell me”

Thor’s heavy shoulders sagged when he heaved a loud sigh, then turned to look at Loki, his gaze almost afraid.

“I fear I am being tricked by something”

Loki frowned “What do you mean?”

“Something is following me around” Thor clarified “I know I am not imagining it, I thought I was, but it is far too common to be a coincidence”

“Something is following you around?” Loki asked “you mean a spirit”

“Perhaps”

Thor came to sit in one of Loki’s benches and sighed “Not exactly a spirit, something like that”

“Speak plainly, Thor, as you can see, it is only I who is here with you” Loki said sternly

“A cat” Thor said “I am being followed by a cat”

There was silence for a few long seconds, then Loki pulled his lips inwards, trying not to smile

“You’re laughing at me” Thor droned

Loki shook his head, his face flushing as he controlled himself

“Yes, you are, I can hear you snickering” Thor stood “so aye, forget it”

He turned to go and Loki went after

“No, no, Thor I’m sorry, I wasn’t laughing!”

He was still grinning and Thor growled

“It was a mistake coming here” Thor opened the door, thankful that Loki let him “Goodbye, brother”

“Thor!” Loki called, stopping when Thor slammed the door closed.

Snickering, still, Loki stood there a moment, then went back to his work, trying not to think overmuch about this

Outside, Thor was cursing himself for being stupid and crossed the halls to go towards the training arena. He could hear the warriors battling it out on the field and felt a little at ease when he took his spot in his usual balcony, overlooking the fights taking place.

And in response to their future king watching them, the warriors improved their stance and fight, pretending they hadn’t seen him.

He liked the attention and smiled, setting his arms down on the bannister as he watched and tried to get the meeting with Loki out of his head.

Something landed on his back and Thor froze when he heard a very familiar meow.

Immediately, he spun, trying to bat the cat off, yelping when he felt it get stuck in his cape

“Get off!”

He twisted and turned around in circles, trying to get it off and in the back of his head, he heard the fighting and sparring stop, but didn’t pay mind to it. He could feel the cat on him and he clawed at the cape, shaking, jumping, leaping into the air to get it off!

The cat was still on him!

“Off!”

Thor yanked his cape over his head and threw it aside, panting in effort, glaring at the offending thing.

There was silence all around and slowly, Thor turned to see everyone looking at him.

He felt his face prickle with shame and chagrin

“I …”

He stopped the attempt altogether when they just nodded and started to go back to their training, leaving him standing there, with no cape, no cat and no dignity.

*** And that was only the beginning ***

Thor made a face as he stepped into something wet, cold and kind of squishy. He didn’t want to look down but he had to and so he took all the courage he had as a warrior to peek at the thing underneath his foot.

“Oh Norns no,” he said as he saw the dead mouse or what was left of it on the floor. It wasn’t the first time this had happened and he feared it wouldn’t be the last.

For the past two weeks he had been stalked by this cat; and he swore to all Norns that this beast was sent by Hel herself to torment him. Hopping on one leg he made his way into the bathroom to clean the mess off his foot.

“This is so disgusting,” he muttered as he scrubbed his foot clean before checking his boots and slipping his foot inside.

Three days ago that little spawn of Hel had put a mouse in there and he had ruined one of his favorite pair by squishing the dead rodent inside. It had been one of the most unpleasant sensations he'd ever felt in his life, feeling that cold, horrid feeling between his toes and over the ball of his foot. It had him shudder in disgust till the next morning, where his brother smiled and snickered at his misfortune but offered no solution to it! He was sure that he would do the same today because they were to have lunch with their parents. Loki would look at him with that twinkle in his eyes and a smile on his lips, laughing inwardly when Thor told him of this disgusting, awful incident. He would get his father and mother to laugh, too, no doubt! And yet, he couldn't not share this awful story, there was nothing he wanted more than for someone to give him a solution because honest to Norns, his training didn't tell him how to fight against a very small, very clever cat.

Once he made it to the dining room and sat down at the table with his family. Loki looked up from the book he was reading and smirked at his brother, “you look rather annoyed Thor.” He'd set the book aside to give him his full attention, which indicated that he was very well aware of why Thor was upset, but seemed to want him to say it out loud. The older prince scoffed, “That stupid furball has brought me another dead present.”

Loki snickered, “you know when cats bring you their prey they think you are a terrible hunter.” Thor angrily grabbed a piece of bread and tore it into two smaller pieces.

“I am the greatest hunter there is,” he told Loki "You know this" "Not better than the cat, apparently" Loki rolled his eyes Thor growled and chewed on the bread, “And I will catch that pest, mark my words"

Loki gave him a disbelieving look "Cat, you mean pests are slightly more notorious than an adorable, furry pet" Thor crushed the bread in his hand and Loki smirked as he had a drink

***

Another incident occurred when Thor was happily talking to one of the ladies at court. She was sweet, soft and supple; and by the looks she gave him, she was very interested in him.

Something Thor reciprocated.

It didn’t take long for Thor to take her to Idunn’s private orchards and go on about the delicacy that were her apples.

“Would you like one?” Thor asked, casually leaning against a tree “They’re very good”

A gentle reminder that one could get these apples by royal permission only had her excited and before long, Thor was cutting an apple in half for her as she hovered close by. They shared the apple and once it was gone, they shared sweet kisses under the tree as Thor pressed her against it.

He didn’t expect her to start screaming.

Thor blinked, thinking he’d stepped on her foot and an apology was at his lip when he saw a black ball of rug and rage leap at and sink its claws into her skirt. She spun around and the cat went with, hissing and spitting at her, tail puffed in rage, ears pulled back. It’s green eyes were insane with jealously as it scratched and bit at every bit of skin it could reach and Thor was shaken out of his shock by something very strange.

He’d seen this jealousy before.

His face contorted into anger and Thor lashed out, grabbed the cat by the scruff and pulled it off the screaming woman, who went to weep behind Thor, shielding herself from the beast.

“Loki!” Thor shook the animal “This has better not be you, Brother, I am going to strangle you if is it!”

The cat blinked at him, green eyes wide and dark. Its tail was still puffed up, it’s paws curled to its chest as he stared at him for a second.

And then

It spoke

“I did not expect myself to be this easily caught” Loki’s smooth, silky voice said

Thunder erupted above him and Thor let out a shout as the cat turned into smoke and vanished from his grip, leaving behind nothing but shame and anger and a desire to smack Loki as hard as he could.

Not that he managed to do that.

He’d reached Loki’s doors when a portal opened beneath his feet and Thor yelped as he was taken from Asgard and dropped into a crater on Midgard.

And where he sat, perched on his bannister, his tail waving behind him, his big green eyes filled with mischief and promise for more, Loki let out a contented purr and went back into the palace.

With Thor gone, his father was prime for his next series of attacks.

Shout out to @nijura108 who was critical in this.

#thor #loki #lmao #fic

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