#but idk. it still baffles me how he came to that conclusion

[rosemaryreality]

Look as a fan of Nine, of course i loved that we got flashbacks from his pov, but, i'll admit i was kind of dissapointed that they didn't include the period of time between Sonic leaving the grim and Nine going back to help Sonic in New Yoke.

I would have liked to see how he went from "fine. you can leave to help that hellscape but i'm not going back ever again" to "alright i'm gonna help you also my offer still stands btw. im still going back home regardless of your choice tho".

And yeah i suppose it's not super necessary, but technically neither was anything before he discovered the grim.

[rinrinx2]

hello! i love ur work ! 💗

is it okay if i request a bimbo reader x ran where ran and the reader are friends. The reader is a virgin but doesn’t want anyone but Ran to take it ! Idk if this makes sense but ur work is really lovely ! so feel free to play around with this idea <3

Okay I absolutely love writing bimbo reader, I don't know why but it's always so fun. I hope you like it 💕💕💕.

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"When do you lose your virginity?"

Ran x Bimbo!Reader

Warnings: Inappropriate language, Mature themes, virginity loss, smut, orgasm, fingering, dom/sub

When Ran had befriended you in high school, he was taken aback by how such a beautiful girl had absolutely nothing in her head paired with the fact that she wore the shortest skirt his ever seen and bending over in such a manner that had you exposing your panties to everyone, he came to one single conclusion you were a Bimbo.

There was no way you weren't a nymphomaniac, so how now after so many years of him thinking he knew you had the question you just asked been the biggest plot twist of his life.

"Did you hear me Rannie. When are you supposed to lose your virginity?" You said waving your hands infront of his baffled face as your boobs bounced about in his face.

Ran took a moment to let the question fully sink down into his brain.

'Maybe she's just asking this dumb question to find out when I lost my virginty' Ran thought, as the idea of you being a virgin was slim.

"I lost mine at 18" he said as he now kept a neutral look on his face.

"Wow Rannie, that's so cool. I haven't lost mine yet I didn't know we were suppose to lose it then" you said with a smile on your face as if you hadn't just told him the biggest news to his ears.

"You're a virgin?" Ran said confused, still not fully comprehending that you a woman who showed him your skimpy thongs because they were cute was a virgin.

"Yeah, can't you tell?" you asked turning your face back to Rans with a pout on your cute face.

"I mean it's just you're so cute I would think any guy would be lucky enough to have you in his bed" Ran said turning his charm on to avoid hurting your feelings.

"Well I always wanted to lose it to you, but everytime I tried to bring it up you either had a girlfriend or you went to juvie" you said with a giggle.

"But I also didn't know at what age you were suppose to lose it, so guess it doesn't matter right?" You said turning your attention back to the t.v as you tried to focus on some barbie movie Ran put on for you.

So clueless that you didn't even realize the predator like look in Ran's eyes. He didn't know that you kept yourself for him and if he knew back then what he did now he would of easily ditched whatever girlfriend to be buried in your unused pussy.

Ran carefully moved closer to where you sat on the couch, till his thigh was grazing at yours. Carefully placing his big hand on your upper thigh as you remained oblivious to his actions.

"You know the perfect age to lose your virginity is your current age now" Ran whispered into your ear as his hand massaged up your thigh.

"Really?!" You said head snapping towards his, as your eyes sparkled with curiosity.

"Yes really. Boys lose their virginity earlier so their cocks can get bigger but it's best a girl waits a bit so her pussy can get nice and puffy on the inside" Ran said gently coaxing you into his lies that you were readily eating up.

"That makes so much sense Rannie, you're so smart" you said unaware at the hand that was now just hovering over your covered cunt underneath your dress.

"So, come on let's take your virginity" Ran whispered towards you as he brought his lips closer to yours until he closed the gap between the two of you.

Ran kissed you softly at first trying to make it feel magical until his hand began to knead at your covered cunt, then Ran began to kiss you more feverishly. His tongue sliding into your mouth as his tongue lapped at yours. His fingers coming to your clit rubbing tight circles through your lacy pink panties as you moaned into his mouth.

"Rannie ~ feels so good" you said against his mouth.

"It's about to feel alot better soon" Ran said as he moved his hand down to shift your panties to the side, his fingers feeling the slick that dripped out from your cunt.

And in one swift movement he plunged his digits into your cunt.

"Oh Rannie" you moaned out as your pussy felt filled out by two of Ran's fingers.

"Come on, if you can't take my fingers how you going to take my cock angel?" Ran asked as he pushed his fingers back and forth fucking your cunt, causing wet lewd sounds to echo about the lounge.

Rans skilled fingers spread your pussy from the inside as he pushed his fingers as deep as he could causing moaning to escape your lips.

Your pussy was devouring Ran's fingers, pulling him as deep as it could as it milked them, as if you weren't a virgin.

Ran enjoyed the sight of your pussy dripping down on his hand, how your walls were beginning to pulse sate a sign you were close.

"Rannie something feels funny" you said as you gripped at his hands.

"It's okay princess, you're not going to cum now, you're gonna cum on my cock" Ran said as he removed his fingers, watching as your pussy juices dribbled out.

Ran quickly undid his pants taking out his cock causing your eyes to become massive.

Ran's cock was massive, the shaft was long and girthy with a prominent vein on the underside and a thick mushroom tip that had a pearl of pre-cum dripping out of the slit.

"Rannie how's it going to fit?" You asked with slight panic in your voice.

"Don't worry I'm make it fit" Ran said with a smirk as he aligned his throbbing cock at your entrance.

You could feel Ran prodding at your folds gently pushing against your pussy hole as it squeezed out in excitement.

Ran kept his eyes focused on your cunt, your unused cunt that was about to be filled with cock for the first time, by his cock.

Ran's eyes shifted to your face as he began to push into your pussy watching as your face began to contort in pain and pleasure.

Ran couldn't believe how tight you were, how your pussy was both grabbing at his cock and trying to push him out, the sensation causing his balls to fill with more semen.

"Rannie its -" you moaned out but were cut off as Ran stopped half way. His cock had slipped into your pussy only halfway but it felt as if he had already filled you to the brim, you pussy felt so full.

"Lemme just bottom out"

"Rannie I don't think I can-" you began to babble as tears started to sleep at the sensation of him pushing deeper.

"You can take it, you're a good girl. You're my good girl" Ran said as he bottomed out inside you.

His cock was so deep inside you that when you looked down you were able to see the bulge of his cock inside you.

Ran remained still adjusting to your unbearable tightness waiting for you to adjust to his cock so that he could start fucking you.

You lied on the couch with Ran's cock pentrating you so deep, feeling his hands remained on your waist while quiet tears dripped down your cheeks, but they were quick to dry when the pain was replaced with pleasure and soon you were moaning at the sensation of having Ran's cock inside you.

"My good girl wants me to fuck her" Ran said as your reaction was clear enough that you craved for the friction.

Ran began thrusting into your sobbing cunt, slowly and deep causing the air to be knocked out of you with each thrust.

Your pussy walls felt like they were being massaged in the best of ways, you wanted more.

"Rannie fuck me harder" you begged out pushing against his cock.

Ran gave you a predator look and in the next second he started pounding into your pussy.

Ran fucked you like a wild animal, hips barely pulling fully out as he fucked you now. He could feel the cum that was once in his balls being pushed through his shaft just aching to shoot out into your pussy and paint it a nice pearly white.

Ran continued his brutal pace as your pussy kept tightening with each thrust, until the pressure became unbearable.

"Rannie I think I'm gonna pee" you moaned out at your pressed your hand down on your womb feel Ran's cock slide in and out of you.

"It's okay baby, just let go" Ran said feeling how your walls were starting to milk him.

"Just let go baby" Ran moaned out trying to hold back as long as he could.

The pressure in your tummy was becoming to much to fast until it finally stopped. Strings of moans left your mouth as clear liquid squirted out of your pussy and all over the couch.

The sight of you squirting pushed Ran over the edge as hot semen was shot into your cunt as your pussy still milked Ran for more, causing him to throw his head back in pleasure.

You and Ran remained in that position until he carefully slipped his cock out, causing a soft popping noise to be heard.

You looked at Ran who was busy putting his cock back into his trousers as he got up and walked to the kitchen to fetch a clothe.

Ran began to wipe the slick and cum that still dripped out of your pussy, as you watched in amazement

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Rindou sat on the couch as Ran was in the kitchen pouring to glasses of whiskey.

"Why does your couch feel so wet?" Rindou asked as he pushed his hands against the damp spot.

"I had sex" Ran said matter-of-factly, as he walked over to where Rindou sat.

"What the fuck and you let me sit on it"

"Calm down it was with (Y/N)" Ran said handing a glass to Rindou.

"She finally let you fuck" Rindou said with a laugh as he took a swig at his drink.

"Nah she let me take a virginity"

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[calpops]

three month surprise | c.h.

Calum surprises you with a gift as your daughter turns three months old.

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Nights grow easier for you and Calum as the fact that Mila is okay starts to sink in. New rationalizations turn into mantras and coping mechanisms for long nights when neither of you want to sleep. The doctors wouldn’t have sent her home if she wasn’t okay. She’s okay. Calum repeats those words for him and for you, to convince you both that sleep is needed and when you wake she will still be in her bassinet by your bed, sound and sweet as ever. Though it’s a struggle, and for her first week you sleep in shifts just to be sure, as time goes on acceptance comes with it.

Calum’s parents’ visit helps with the anxiety. Having them on standby eases worries, having two more people around who love Mila reinforces the fact that if anything were to happen someone would be there, someone would help. His parents' adoration and instant love for her fills you both with warmth. The first moment they laid eyes on her a silence befell them, his mom’s mouth slightly parting with a tiny gasp and eyes wide with joy and disbelief. His dad stood still and quiet as he took her in his arms and finally broke to coo at her and sway with a rhythm that always puts her to sleep. Their help has been immeasurable in settling in at home and finding peace. Their departure came with tears and promises to visit soon—and requests to bring her to them so she can see where Calum grew up. You both have every intention to make a trip of it when she’s older and better able to handle that amount of travel. For now, zoom calls and FaceTime become a regularity so her grandparents can see her.

Time passes and her first month of life goes without incident and harbors love and laughter; tiny moments that add up to everything encompasses your time with her. Ashton, Luke, Michael and Mali all pop in and help out when they can. Her second month goes by in a blue and all too soon her third month of life approaches and Calum decides he needs to mark the occasion with something special. He keeps his thoughts to himself, wanting it to be a surprise for you, something sentimental you and Mila will always be able to remember.

“Good morning, little love,” Calum says in a soft whisper as Mila stares up at him from her bassinet. He gently picks her up, cradles her to him so her head rests against his chest and his arms wind around her. She’s still tiny, smaller than an average three month old though that’s to be expected. “We have big plans today, but you have to keep it a secret from mommy.”

Mila doesn’t squirm or squabble or make a noise and Calum takes it as a good sign of faith that their secret is safe. He carries her to the living room, planting little kisses to her smushed cheek as he goes, every moment with her precious and filled with love.

You’ve already left the house to run some errands and chase after some normalcy, as much love and happiness as there has been for nearly three months there has also been lingering anxiety and shutting out the rest of the world in favor of being with each other and Mila. You and Calum had a talk about it the night previous, thick words and teary eyes finally coming to the conclusion that something needed to give. You start with a baby step; going to a cafe with a friend and getting a few groceries on the way home. Calum uses your time away for the surprise.

He’s all set up for the surprise, supplies all laid out across the coffee table, his second in command curled up on the couch with a slightly wagging tail as he and Mila come into view. He settles on the couch next to Duke and in front of all the supplies needed. A long sheet of paper claims most of the table, paint, pallet and a rag claim the rest. Mila yawns in Calum’s arms, the little breath shutting her eyes for a moment and making Calum wrinkle his nose at how adorable everything she does is.

“This won’t take long, then we can take a nap,” Calum promises with a small laugh and gives her another kiss on the cheek then readjusts his hold so she lays on his lap and is held by his arms. He gently picks up one of her tiny hands and can’t help but coo, “Look at those hands, the cutest little things I’ve ever seen. Mommy’s gonna love this.”

Mila lets out a small noise, filled with joy, something akin to a laugh and Calum’s grin grows with the sound. She’s still naturally quiet and Calum enjoys the fact that you always tell him she gets it from him. But he loves to hear her little noises and can’t wait for the day that a true laugh sounds from her, until he hears dada and I love you. For now he’s content with the little noises of happiness and contentment she’s able to produce. Another small one comes from her as he takes her other hand and makes more comments about how cute she is, how tiny her hands are, how sweet she is, how much he loves her.

The surprise doesn’t take too long to make, Mila being compliant and relaxed helping the endeavor. Duke’s nonchalance and indifference also aiding in the smooth sailing. Everything is picked up and tucked away by the time you get home.

You’re not greeted by Calum and Mila as you mostly expected, instead you walk into silence and confusion. It’s only mid morning and usually Mila is awake and being tended to in some way. When you finish with the few groceries you find your husband and baby in the living room, one half asleep on the couch and the other sound and out in a strong and sure pair of arms.

“Cal, love, wake up,” you gently coax in a soft voice so as not to startle him.

“I’m not asleep,” he answers almost instantly but his eyes spring open and his tired voice betrays him.

“I’ll take her,” you offer and reach your arms out for Mila. “I’ll put her in our room. I don’t want her to fall,” you say though you’re sure she wouldn’t. She’s in between the couch and Calum, nestled against him with her head resting on his chest. Heart beats and a rhythmic sway are one of two ways to get her to sleep.

“I’ve got her. And we’ve got something for you,” Calum announces as he carefully sits up with a sleeping Mila still content and safe in his arms.

“Something for me?” you ponder and bite your lip, wondering if it’s a special occasion. “I don’t need anything but you two,” you say and when Duke pops his head up from beneath blankets you laugh and correct yourself. “You three.”

“Indulge me,” Calum says and stands, goes to you and gives you a kiss and a moment to greet Mila before stalking off to the bedroom. He leaves you baffled but comes back before you can call after him or follow them down the hallway. Mila is in one arm, waking with heavy eyes, and his other hides behind his back. You raise an eyebrow in question and slowly approach him when he beckons you with a look.

“I hope it’s nothing expensive,” you comment and when Calum shakes his head you feel a bit better. You’d much rather be giving Mila gifts than receiving any.

“Open it,” he says and finally brings his arm from behind his back to reveal a rolled up parchment.

You give him a small look before unwinding a red ribbon from the center of the paper and rolling it open. In your hands are the hands of those you love the most. Three little sets of prints lay on the page in different colored paint. Four hands in blue and pink right in the center and scattered paws in black dots along the page. Your lip quivers and your eyes blink back tears as a shaky breath escapes you at the sentiment of the present.

“We left a spot for you,” Calum informs and gestures to the space just big enough for your hands between his hands and Mila’s. Your fingers clutch the page with heartfelt emotions coursing through you.

You don’t have the words to express your thanks but a kiss for each helps to get the message across. “I don’t understand. Why? What prompted this?” you ask, baffled but appreciative of the gift. “It’s not Mother’s Day… is it?”

Calum laughs and shakes his head but pulls you into his free side. You find your way into his hold and revel in the comfort as you find yourself gazing at your daughter. “Mila’s three months now. I wanted you to have something special.”

“Thank you,” you say and lift yourself on the top of your toes to give him a kiss. “I love it. And all of you,” you add on and smile as you realize that though the last three months have been filled with trials and tribulations it’s also been the happiest time of your life.

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[teresa-moyocoyotzin]

short recap of my thoughts on 5x09

okay so i was gonna rewatch the whole episode and do a blow-by-blow reaction post but i’m not sure i’ll have time and i kinda wanna focus on watching my fave scenes from the show before tonight. also, everyone else’s reaction posts p. much sum up my thoughts lol 

nonetheless, i just wanted to give my main takeaways on the episode a week later, in case anyone cares where i’m at going into the finale! gonna go over the things i liked first, anyone who wants to just remain positive and not see any salty takes might wanna just stick to reading the first part b/c i definitely rant a bit at the end lmao. we’re still having a fun time tho 😂

THINGS I LOVED

- i mean... i think we know LOL

- obviously. i loved james and teresa’s i love you scenes, and kisses, and OOF THAT SEX SCENE. if someone had told me we were gonna get that scene back in like 2017??? i probably would have started literally floating. i totally respect that people had very specific ideas of what they wanted out of those scenes and could have different feelings about it but NOT ME BABES I AM ECSTATIC!!! i did go into the episode with a ~feeling~ that we were gonna get at least one ILY in the episode, and i just had a feeling it would be james, or at least that he would say it first. i’ve already explained in my meta about the scenes why i think it makes sense that he said it first and why i love it that he did, so i won’t go into that here. but i went in having really no expectations for it other than that it was gonna happen! i was debating about whether it would happen really casually while they’re talking, or in like a big action scene, or really dramatic or what, and what i would prefer, and i came to the conclusion that i would love it no matter what lol, but i was really into the idea of james just. fucking. saying it. while they’re just talking about something really casually. so therefore i was pretty happy with it when we got sort of a mix! they’re talking about teresa’s insane death trap of a plan so there’s that drama of “i don’t want to lose you esp. not before saying ILY” kinda thing, but it’s also just. so simple and sure! and then teresa’s i love you is like the perfect scene for me where one character is super focused on something else (in this case, trying to protect the woman he loves! agh!) and the other is just like.. i love you!!!! SO GOOD

- let’s see, what the hell else happened in this ep?

- oh okay i really liked james and teresa’s vibes this episode, they were so focused on each other and had this very ride-or-die feeling about them like they knew that each of their plans was increasingly stupid and desperate and might not even get them where they wanna go, but they were IN IT TOGETHER no matter what 😭i wish we had gotten a callback to that line but at this point, i’m p. sure they Know they’re in it together, and we do too. so it’s okay. i love that teresa still asks his input and considers his opinions even if she does her own thing anyways haha 

- oh on that note, i LOVED the moment where their plans to kill Kostya aren’t working and Teresa says something like “If I can meet with him in person, I can kill him myself” and James just has this LOOK that just is the epitome of the “I am in love with a women who is DESIGNED TO STRESS ME OUT” meme lol, it made me giggle, v classic QOTS moment 

- oh and of course, I LOVED that scene with devon and james at the end!!!!!!!! i was also confused about how james was showing all his emotions in that scene esp. since he tries to be stoic about his feelings for Teresa around Devon, but now that i’ve read a few people’s thoughts about, it i’m fully on board w the theory that james and teresa already knew this was coming, b/c they’re smart, and b/c james knows devon wouldn’t have let him walk away to save Teresa at the beginning of the season without motivation (like having him in place to kill her when she’s no longer useful to the CIA) and THEREFORE james was sort of “overacting” to make it believable to devon (and the audience lol) that he didn’t know this was coming, didn’t want to do it, but felt like he had to, rather than the fact that they were already plotting a fake death. that makes a lot of sense to me and makes me really love all the layers to that scene. it does give me a little bit of hope that the finale ~teresa’s not really dead~ reveal will be at least a little well executed and not just shoved in at the very end. we shall see though! 

- alright i think that’s what i loved about the episode, if u don’t wanna hear me bitching about the little things then u should probably stop here!! just have to get out some of my saltiness lol 

THINGS I WAS ANNOYED ABOUT

- i’m just gonna get it out of the way, yes, i too was supremely annoyed at the amount of KA and Pote take suburbia; it was all 1000% predictable down to the raccoon and the cookies, and the point could have been accomplished in exactly 1 scene, maybe 2, certainly not like 10 or however many we got. whatever. ugh. 

- okay. OKAY. chicho. we need to talk about chicho. i for one, am not mad that he called pote, my boy was stressed. I AM HOWEVER, mad at the writers for making pote come back after saying he trusted chicho to take care of teresa now. like. it totally devalued THE WHOLE THING!! imo, pote shoulda stayed his ass at home where we had to watch him settle all episode, and chicho should have gotten THE HERO MOMENT HE DESERVED (esp. cuz he’s on first name basis w teresa now??) which ALSO WOULD HAVE MADE THE SCENE WHERE TERESA GIVES CHICHO THE DISTILLERY AND THE BAR SO! MUCH! MORE! MEANINGFUL!!!!! or just made it make sense at all? like .... i’m just so confused by that whole plotline like what was the point? chicho does nothing but call pote and gets T’s whole legacy in NOLA? 

- and don’t even get me started on how it makes ZERO sense that pote would have had to charge in at the last minute to save teresa when JAMES THE SNIPER W AMAZING AIM WHO IS LITERALLY. IN LOVE WITH HER. is standing outside like. ur telling me james and chicho (who again, is supposed to be her #2 after james now) just stood there like “oh hey pote yeah you go ahead we’ll wait here good luck” like WHAT also.. how did pote get past all the guards that made james stay outside? are we meant to believe pote is that sneaky? y’all. it just. doesn’t make sense. this whole plot situation maddens me more than anythings tbh UGH JUST MAKE IT MAKE SENSE 

- oksana’s daughter..... what’s her name again? idk b/c we only MET HER THIS WEEK....okay this amuses me but i’m also annoyed b/c like. there were so many other women who could have taken that spot in the opening sequence... Lil T, Castel, hell even Isabela??? Like idk how they could have done it but they put so much effort into her plot in the first seasons that i really thought she was gonna end up w/ Teresa in the end.. idk that would have been kind cool, Camila’s two “daughters” eventually working their way out of the life together..again idk how they could have realistically done it but i really do wish it had been someone we met before. if it had to be someone new this season, they could have introduced her earlier instead of one of the seemingly dozens of random guys we knew for 1 episode before they died... like.. give her some depth please. is she even gonna be in the finale? honestly she better be after making us listen to pote welcome her into the family... like the family u were supposed to leave so u could have an actual baby pote? the family that’s literally dispersing as we speak? also.. since when did pote love oksana so much anyways? also...... just.. if teresa’s gonna have some sort of daughter figure or whatever she’s supposed to be, wouldn’t it make sense to have her be the one to give the big welcome to the family speech? idk y’all..... i’m amused but also baffled at the sheer lack of planning behind this. did no one realize they needed someone for the opening scene until like. halfway thru the season? did they plan to have it be castel but they couldn’t get her for filming (hence all the weird castel plots?) INQUIRING MINDS WOULD LIKE TO KNOW. it’s whatever tho lol 

- i just hope that what’s-her-name gets a lil bit of plot in the finale esp. since otherwise it might just be pote running around being pissy (i don’t actually think that haha but i am a lil nervous that teresa won’t come back until the last few mins and i’ll have to spend all episode looking at boaz and devon and pote and KA.. i haven’t looked at any spoilers tho so i’m still hopeful! i will probably make a post about my hopes going into the finale a lil later, both realistic and unrealistic :) 

[charmspoint]

THANK YOU FOR SAYING THAT ABT THE BSD MANGA ILY THANK YOU I FEEL LIKE MY OPINION IS FINALLY VALIDATED WHICH IS: BSD has turned meh. I have become indifferent towards the plot due to the fact there are no real stakes - I feel like the OP characters like Dazai will always have a solution with a deus ex machina feel to it, making it impossible for me to care. With the recent chaos happening in the manga (I too gave up on the manga a year or so ago!), I was baffled to find out I could no longer enjoy it. My memory is poor, and I can't really pinpoint it at the moment, but BSD just... doesn't engage me as it used to. Keep in mind I was an obsessive fan of it and analyzed it to the tiniest details, but all of my great love for the series has long died, sadly. But! I am glad to hear you feel similarly about it because, yes, the potential was there, but it got terribly wasted.

Bruh don't I feel it, me and @autumn-foxfire have like monthly bitch sessions about the state of bsd at this point. I was also super invested in it in initial arcs (Up until the guild arc ended) and then slowly started petering off only to drop it the first time around the hunting dogs introduction. Then after some time i was like okay ill go give it a second shot, came to the vampire arc went 'wow this is really fuckin stupid' and dropped it again. Idk will I pick it up again, maybe I'll just stick to being an anime only, even tho I also have problems with some adaptation things but that's BESIDES THE POINT.

Please click under for The Point

The thing about Kafka is: He's really good at coming up with interesting concepts and ideas and REALLY BAD at executing them in any sort of satisfying way. Like, when I say I only like bsd until the end of the guild arc, I don't mean it was perfect. It could have handled it's female cast better, it would have been fun to see more mafia and agency team ups besides soukoku and shin soukoku, I still don't get why shin soukoku is supposed to be a replacement in training since Dazai and Chuuya still work together perfectly and even if they hate each other they hate each other less than Akutagawa and Atsushi AND have way more experience fighting together but that once again is besides the point. The point being those arcs of bsd were SATISFYING. We got introduced to two organizations, seen them butt heads and then have them forced to work together against a common enemy. It's very simple but it's effective and it's satisfying.

And then the rats struck.

While up until then bsd wasn't perfect it was fun and had lovable characters and an interesting plot and engaging dynamics. Rats arc wasn't horrible per say, the idea of the cannibalization was really fun (Though I think Kafka should have used it to get rid of Mori, nobody fuckin likes Mori) but this is where we slowly get introduced to what I think are two main failings of Kafka's writing: That he's unable to handle characters properly and that he likes writing smart things but doesn't know how to write smart things.

Kafka has a very, very bad habit of INTRODUCING TOO MANY FUCKING CHARCTERS. Every arc is a new massive group with like a bunch of members, one of who may actually end up being fleshed out before they are inventiblely replaced by another large group or maybe two why the fuck not. The mafia and the guild left lasting impressions on me and I can still name all the main members but fuck me if i know a single rat aside from Fyodor (AND ILL GET TO FYODOR). Kafka feels like someone who's idea of rising conflict is 'introduce a bigger enemy each time' and it's just so annoying. Chapters and arcs end up centering around these groups of new characters while old characters, who we loved the manga for, just fall into obscurity. He almost had me in the hunting dogs arc by giving Yosano a backstory. I was so excited! I was like!!! finally development for the agency!!! But that barely went anywhere did it. I've talked about this with Foxy but it really feels like Kafka is just BORED of the og characters and is trying to silently sideline them for his new shiny characters. When's the last time we saw Chuuya again, you know, the ex partner of one of the series protagonists? The next predicted mafia head? Is he important? Foxy tells me Dazai's been sidelined too, fUCKIN DAZAI, for a good while I was sure Kafka liked Dazai a lot better than Atsuhi for protagonist and now he's getting sidelined. I know bsd is still really popular in japan but at this point i think it would have been more merciful for Kafka to just end bsd and start a new manga with new characters instead of doing whatever weird metamorphosis this is turning out to be.

Introducing new characters isn't a bad thing of course, but bsd has become mcdonalds of new characters. They are cheap and disposable. I can't feel anything for them because I know nine times out of ten they'll barely make any impact and they'll disappear as soon as the new group slides in. When adding new characters you should do so while knowing what role those characters will play in your plot, what will they bring. If a character is just there to waffle around until they get shoved away they should probably be cut because they are wasting time and space. AND YOU SHOULDN'T SIDE LINE YOUR CORE CAST FOR UR SHINY NEW CHARACTERS YOU'LL GET BORED OF IN COUPLE OF ARCS ANYWAY, ARE YOU A TODDLER???

I still think that bsd could have been SO much better if instead of focusing on the next big evil group they just focused on shifting tension between the agency and the mafia. I mean they've had to team up for the guild and then they immediately got thrown into the cannibalization. It would have been interesting to see them pull against and pull towards those ties made during the guild arc when they are forcefully pitted against each other again (and decide that killing mori would be in everyone's best interest). Instead we got, idk I already forgot what the rats arc ended up being about, atsushi and aku team up again yadda yadda yadda, Chuuya gets done dirty and never recovers, Fyodor ruins Dazai

SO ABOUT FYODOR. As I said, Kafka strikes me as someone who REALLY likes to write geniuses and who wants people to think he's super smart but also has no idea how to show his work. At first this was okay. We had Dazai and Ranpo who were very good at pushing the plot along and sometimes you'd get explained how they got to that conclusion and sometimes you didn't but it usually wasn't a big deal. But then the writing became more and more and more of 'well he's smart so he figured it out so just trust me' without actually explaining anything and as you said, it ended up feeling boring, unengaging and very deus ex machina. You know what Kafka's writing reminds me off? That video about how Sherlock is so happy to stroke itself to how smart they look while never showing their work, you know the one. Kafka likes writing smart characters but doesn't actually know how to write smart characters so instead of giving us reasons and clues and explanations to how they come to some conclusion, how they predicted or planned or whatever, he just goes 'oh well they are super smart so they figured it out'. I don't think I need to explained why this is bad, annoying and unengaging writing. This is why i say Fyodor ruined Dazai for me, Dazai was fine as a genius but then they had to pit him against Fyodor who's another genius and things just got ridiculous. You know how in that sherlock video the guy points out the one scene that encapsulates every irritating thing about sherlocks writing. This had been it for me and BSD (thank you Foxy for helping me find the panels)

THATS NOT HOW CODES WORK, THATS NOT HOW ANYTHING WORKS, THEY WOULD JUST BE COMING UP WITH TWO DIFFERENT SETS OF CODES HERE. Even if they were both smart enough to remember every conversation in detail, how on earth are they supposed to 'guess out' what the other means. How are they supposed to confirm or deny that's what a certain word means in a way that can be understood, how can they even guess what the word the other guessed is IF THEY ARE BOTH TALKING IN CODE. KAFKA'S ANSWER: THEY'RE MONSTERS, THEY ARE JUST THAT SMART, NO NEED TO EXPLAIN IT BECAUSE THEY ARE JUST THAT SMART AND THAT'S YOUR SOLUTION AND THAT'S BULLSHIT. This scene broke bsd in half for me and honestly made me dislike Dazai for a long time (I got better), but it honestly shows so well how Kafka wanted to make his characters so smart he actually made his manga really fuckin stupid, ruining very good and interesting concept he had started with.

In the end, Kafka writes how I wrote when I was 15. With no idea where the plot is headed, adding new characters and situations whenever it strikes his fancy whether they work for the story or not, ending up just flopping around plot holes and fizzled out character arcs and boring ass writing. And that's fine for a 15yr old writing fanfiction. It's not fine for a presumably grown ass published author of a relatively popular manga.

Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk.

[oikaw-ugh]

Stitches (Soulmate AU - Midoriya x Reader)

Soulmate AU: Wherein whenever your other half gets injured or is in pain, you feel the same pain in that specific part in your body and it lasts on you depending with the severity of their injury.

Summary: The thought that you have a clumsy person for a soulmate sounded cute. Not until you're currently studying as a hero and you don't really need to feel their pain all the time.

A/n: OKAY. I KNOW I'VE BEEN WRITING SOULMATE AU FOR A WHILE NOW BUT I LOVE IT SO MUCH PLEASE BARE WITH ME 🥺

That's a Soulmate AU prompt I came up with. Idk if somebody else has already done this so I won't be claiming this prompt as mine.

Also, made a Soulmate AU for Oikawa (here) and Kageyama (here)

Plus, this is Stitches because the song (Shawn Mendez's) reminds me of Midoriya (my fave title so far).

"So you're Y/N?" The lady hero asked.

"Yes," you smiled confidently, eager to look as if you're someone dependable.

"Hmmm..." She hummed as she looks at your data while swaying her swivel chair, "Nice quirk..." She complimented, "And you specialize in natural disasters situations?"

"Yes," you nodded, "But I am confident that I can fight for crimes as well."

She smiled at you, "Terrific! We like a hero who is versatile," she said with a satisfied eyes, "A question though...is that your hero costume?"

You glanced at your hero costume you personally designed, "Yes."

"And... those white patches in your arms and neck? Part of the costume as well?"

You glance at your arms and neck this time, "These are salonpas," you explained.

"Uh, why?" She said, confused.

You gave her a smile. A smile that appears to be fine at first but the moment you stare too long, it'd show your real pain.

"Because I am in pain." Invisible tear rolling down your eyes.

Growing up, you get yourself stung from time to time because of a person you're still about to meet. In this world where your other half shares the same pain to you, it's natural for everybody to suddenly feel pain out of the blue.

So back when you were younger, you'd chuckle with how you'd get stung a lot in a day.

"They're probably clumsy," you giggled one time when you felt yourself slightly ache at your arms, stomach, and chin.

It was cute, to be honest. You didn't mind a clumsy soulmate. You'd be willing to be their pillar, to be someone they can rely to so in that way, you both wouldn't be in pain anymore!

You didn't expect you'd eventually grow tired of it though...

First year... your first year as a high school student was hell. The pain you've been feeling from time to time during middle school is incomparable with the pain your soulmate has started to inflict on you.

The first severe one was when you felt your right hand in pain. It was so painful to the point you couldn't use it and you had to be excused for weeks. For someone who is aiming to be a hero, weeks without training and studying is a torture.

You thought this was acceptable and you could let it slide. But months later, during your physical examination to see how far your quirks have improved, your soulmate suddenly stung you in you right arm AND INCLUDING THE FINGERS THIS TIME.

You flunked the test and almost got dropped out of class.

"I don't want to meet them. I will never meet them." An oath you promised to yourself when you got your arms and legs immobilized for weeks.

Snapping from your straying thoughts, the lady hero has guided you towards this room. She twisted the door open, allowing you both access.

The first thing you immediately noticed was a short guy with a very noticeable costume. It's literally puking green! Beside him is probably his friend whose hair is divided into two colors.

"These are interns from UA. They started their internship earlier than you. They've been here for a week now," the woman explained as you both walk towards them, which made them look at you.

You glanced at the green boy once again. The way his eyes beamed at you and how his grin is so wide made your stomach churn. And when he offered you his hand? You couldn't help but be annoyed.

"This guy is definitely a klutz," you commented at the back of your mind.

"Hi! I'm Midoriya Izuku! You can call me Deku," he said and the way his voice is so energetic made you want to just...ran away from his sight.

"This guy here is Shoto Todoroki..." He introduced his friend.

Without breaking your frown, you took his hand, "Midoriya, Shoto," you said, now plastering a fake smile. God, can you just stay away from this clumsy-looking guy? "I’m Y/N. Nice meeting you..." You replied but...

"Uh..." Your eyes wandered all around his body, "May I ask...what happened to you and you have a cast in your arm?"

"Oh, this?" He recklessly waved his casted arm, making you frown in pain just by looking at it, "We were chasing a robber last week so..." He responded with an awkward chuckle.

That was the cue. The emergency system inside you immediately screamed at you:

AVOID. HIM. AT. ALL. COST.

Which is easy, honestly. Especially when your field of expertise vastly differ? You're mostly on patrols for crowd control. While Midoriya and his friend, on the hand, are assigned to serious business (like tailing criminals and such).

But I guess you're unconsciously drawn to klutzy people as you ended up worrying for Deku every time they went back to the agency after a shift, with a brand new scratch or bruise.

"Where did you get this?" Probably your most overrated line every time you see him, "How come you're wounded and Todoroki is not?"

With a sheepish smile, he'd scratched his freckled cheeks, "I kind of jumped off this tall building and stuff."

"You what?" The most overrated line you use whenever he explains where he got his wounds.

You'd end up sighing as you reached for the back pocket of your costume, revealing a sheet of Salonpas.

"These help me when I receive...wounds from someone," you mumbled, cheeks slightly fuming as you placed the Salonpas on his palms, "Use these after your first aid..."

You probably hated him because he reminded you of your soulmate. Every time he returns from a shift, you can't help but feel the secondhand pain from his wounds. As someone who is accustomed of getting the feeling of being injured from time to time, you surprisingly relate to him.

Today, you woke up feeling tired. Like, really really tired. Your legs are heavy and your arms felt numb. You barely felt how hot your mug is against your fingers when you drank your coffee this morning. You feel stinging sensation at your cheeks. Probably scratches, you thought to yourself as you deducted what happened to your soulmate.

An accident? A brawl? You frowned. Could it be your soulmate is a gangster all along? And he wasn't clumsy? He was just fighting?

These thoughts circulated your mind. You didn't even notice how you've reached the headquarters of the hero agency you're interning for, surprised that you've arrived earlier than Deku and Todoroki.

"Oh, they've arrived," a hero read your mind as you greeted them a good morning, "Actually no. They didn't go home. They're at the clinic."

You frowned, dropping the duffle bag containing your costume, "Why?"

"Oh, they had it rough last night. Caught a criminal. You can check them if you want."

You didn't really need your superior to tell you that, though, as you found your feet directing you towards the clinic. Your hand moving on its own, twisting the knob to the right.

And there you see Deku, sprawled on the bed. Beside him a sleeping Todoroki. Deku immediately sensed you as he looked towards your direction. His eyes brighter than they could be as he gives you a toothy grin.

"Y/N!" He beamed, "And wow, what happened to you? What's with all the Salonpas?"

"I should be asking that to you," you retorted with anger, nose fuming as you crossed your arms tightly, "What happened to you?"

Midoriya gives you a smile, an apologetic smile that you consider as his trump card. Somehow, you couldn't help but let him pass whenever he flashed that grin and that fact irritates you more.

"We were chasing this criminal and I kind of overused my quirk," he said, scratching the Salonpas in his cheek, "I'm actually feeling good! Though my arms are numb. I couldn't feel them. And my legs are so tired I can't move them at all. And-"

"Your nape feels heavy? Along with your temples? Painful stomach and the scratches at your cheeks stings?" You cut him off.

Midoriya's jaw drops, wide eyes widening more, "Y/N, wow. How did you know?"

You pressed your lips tight, closing your eyes as your brows furrowed more. You clammed your palms on your arms hard, inhaling as much air as you can to gather the courage you need to reveal the conclusion you've ended with after all your observation.

"You're... you're my soulmate, idiot," you exhaled, now opening your eyes to see Midoriya's baffled expression.

"Y/YN..." He stammered, "Uh...I didn't know...I mean...I thought that's not real..." He added, "Wait, so that is real?!"

Now his cheeks are as red as Todoroki's hair, his jaw totally dropped as his eyes dilated.

"Wait, so you're feeling pain right now?!" He exclaimed again.

"Wanna bet?" You asked in a playful grin, trying to hide your irritation. You raised your hand on the air and Midoriya immediately got what you're aiming for.

"Y-Y/N, don't-"

You slapped yourself. Hard.

[eisforeidolon]

So here's the thing, I actually used to be one of /those/ D*stiel/C*stiel/M*sha stans when I first got into SPN. But it only lasted for about a year, and I was p young and just found out about Tumblr so I got easily influenced. And I only became a stan between s7 and s8. Then I lost interest in SPN for years, decided to rewatch the show properly (so without skipping s1-s3 like I tragically did the first time) and I completely snapped out of it. Meanwhile you have people who have been here 1/2

for years, continuously, and who still seriously think C*stiel is as important as S&D and even more, that he and Misha have been carrying the show on their backs, that D*stiel is ~real and endgame~, etc. etc. And it baffles me. It truly does. Idk how anyone can go for years believing in this feeble fantasy, when the show and the cast&crew are continously proving it wrong. It's truly some cult-ish and weird behavior. All I know is that everyday I regret my SPN past more and more. 2/2 

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We all make mistakes, Anon, and at least you learned and grew and moved past it? 

I get being influenced by an online fandom.  You don’t even have to be super young to get overly caught up in so many people all together insisting something is true.  Why would they write thousands of words of really in-depth meta about symbolism if there wasn’t something there to see?  Why would they continually state that Misha’s a lead with such surety if it wasn’t true?  That would be crazy!

Which is the thing - it is crazy, and it’s not limited to this fandom by any means.  The same sort of convoluted meta and denial came out of the TJLC people, the Harmonians, Sterek, etc.  But it’s not even just a fandom phenomena - chemtrails, flat earthers, moon landing conspiracists, etc.?  It comes from the same sort of place - there’s something very seductive for some about being part of a special group that “gets it” when most people don’t.  Even without that, people in a group tend to go along rather than go against the flow.  So someone could easily join fandom, end up in a circle of true believers totally by accident and wonder why everyone around them is insisting that rock is a duck.  A lot of people, instead of leaving, are going to either agree it’s a duck to avoid making waves or actually start to wonder if it might not be a duck after all since everyone in the echo chamber surrounding them swears it walks and quacks like a duck.

Anyone who is objectively looking at the totality of the show and its promotion can pretty easily see - from where the focus is, from what the obvious conclusions about objective events are, from what those involved talk about and how they talk about it?  Well, all of it makes that ‘heller/minion fantasy bubble look just as flimsy and transparent as it is. 

For somebody getting a lot of their information about interviews and cons secondhand from determined misinterpreters, though?  For somebody skipping or only half-watching through every scene that doesn’t involve their ship or their favorite character?  For somebody smack dab in the middle of a bunch of other people all insisting that lump there is totally obviously a duck as it sits there like a rock because if you only look at it from this specific ~*most important*~ angle...?  It gets a lot harder to see clearly.  Especially for anyone who is actively refusing to look because they really don’t want to know it’s a rock.

One of the things that still sticks with me quite a while later now is the post I saw in the episode tags by a ‘heller after some conflict between Dean and Cas.  They straight up said they could not see any way what had happened could be interpreted to be ship-positive ... so they’d just have to wait for the meta writers to tell them how it was.  After a certain point, it really does just come down to actively choosing the shared fantasy over admitting the obvious reality. 

[my-miraculous-headcanons]

Kim Possible AU

In which Marinette is in gymnastics, is childhood friends with Adrien, and somehow became an agent-for-hire when someone accidentally dialed her number to call for help instead of actual, professionally trained agents. That’s right, they called a preteen for help, didn’t have the time to call anyone else, and rolled with it.

Also Adrien is a total goofball with a hairless cat. He still has both his parents, who start out overprotective but gradually loosen the reigns when it becomes clear that his friend will keep him safe.

(The reason I put gymnastics and not cheerleading is because I’m pretty sure that’s an exclusively American thing? Besides, gymnastics kind of makes more sense, skillset-wise.)

Origins

     • Marinette took gymnastics since she was seven, mainly because her clumsiness had been turning into a bit of a problem. (Parents start to get worried when their child’s having genuine physical difficulty in not hurting themselves. They thought gymnastics would help her learn balance, and also allow her to burn off some of her natural childlike energy.) By the age of eleven, Marinette is the best in her class, and is thinking about entering competitions.

     • Adrien is Marinette’s childhood best friend. Along with gymnastics, Marinette also started taking ballet, which is where the two met. Adrien was taking ballet because both his parents had taken it, and also because he thought it would be fun. Since he’d been taking it longer than Marinette, he helped her out in class, and the two have been inseparable ever since.

     • Adrien helped Marinette build a website to help get her name out there when they were eleven. They took videos of her doing a couple moves, and added a contact number. Unfortunately, (or, rather fortunately, actually,) Marinette’s number is very similar to a number for a group of agents who do pretty dangerous, life-saving jobs. 

     • Marinette’s first call is from a man requesting for help at a rather big bank in Paris, not far from her house. Being eleven, she doesn’t really understand that this is probably something she should inform the police, rather than handle herself. So, she and Adrien (who she sneaks out of his house) rush over, and save the day themselves.

     • Adrien had videotaped the impressive gymnastics Marinette had pulled off in order to safely get through the security lasers and shut them off. After that video was posted, she started getting calls on a much more regular basis, all from people in need of help. It wasn’t the sort of attention she was looking for when making the website, but she can’t deny she doesn’t love her new job.

The Present

     • By the ages of 16, Marinette and Adrien have travelled all over the world, gaining favors from a bunch of grateful individuals, and are pretty dang famous. They aren’t necessarily given special privileges at school, but if things are urgent, then they’re allowed to leave and makeup missing work online. 

     • Adrien is still a model, still plays piano, still takes Chinese, and still does a lot of different sports. On his own, he’s actually pretty famous. However, in this world, it’s pretty much impossible for him to display the ‘perfect, gentlemanly son’ persona when most of the world has seen videos of him screaming at the top of his lungs, running around in his underwear because somehow his pants got pulled off again. Yeah, he’s a straight A student with the classic, rich people training, but he’s still an utter dork and everyone knows it.

     • Marinette, while still taking gymnastics, has lost interest in making it a life career when she already sort of does it already. She’s picked up other interests, one of them being fashion design when Adrien had introduced her to what goes on behind the scenes in his workplace. She’s good at designing stylish, yet very practical outfits, and made uniforms for herself and Adrien for their ‘side jobs’ as agents-for-hire. 

     • While Adrien isn’t necessarily incompetent, he’s more of the ‘do first, think later’ type of guy when it comes to their dynamic, which often leaves Marinette to do the planning and problem-solving. At this point, it’s kind of abundantly obvious that, while Adrien is academically more profound, Marinette is vastly more analytical, and probably has a ridiculously high IQ if they ever bothered to check. 

     • There isn’t a main villain. Papillion doesn’t exist because Gabriel is completely aware of what his son is doing, still has his darling wife, and has literally no reason to waste his money on illegal activities. He’s a big name in the fashion world, it’s not like he’s looking for world domination or something stupid like that.

     • (I’m sure you’re wondering why the fuck Gabriel Agreste would let his only son go off on dangerous adventures like that on a daily. Well, he didn’t at first, but over time Marinette proved to be a more effective bodyguard than Adrien’s actual bodyguard, so he became more chill. Also, Adrien’s the face of his company, and with all the brave and daring things he’s done alongside Marinette, his popularity ratings are through the roof. Son has fun, is well-taken care of, still performs exceptionally in all his extracurriculars, and does well by the family business? It’s a win-win on all sides.)

     • I would make Lila Shego, except Shego is an actually likeable villain who’s genuinely smart, badass, and fun to watch. So, idk who Shego is, definitely not any of the catty girl rivals Marinette has to put up with, but you can’t have a Kim Possible AU without Shego, so she’s definitely in there. 

     • Max is probably Wade. Honestly makes the most sense, but here’s a suggestion: Max and Kim are the ones who contact Marinette when she has a mission. Max is great with numbers, technology, etc, but Kim’s expertise in completely random shit like sports, terrain, and necessary gear needed for specific situations makes him a valuable asset to the team.

     • We all know who Chloé is going to be, I don’t even need to say it but I will anyways. Say hello to our Bonnie, everyone. She was probably in that ballet class with Marinette and Adrien too, years ago. 

     • While Tom Dupain is still a baker, in this AU Sabine Cheng went on to pursue her dream as a literal rocket scientist, and succeeded. So, Sabine is basically Dr. James Timothy Possible. 

     • Adrien has a hairless cat named Plagg. His father is allergic to fur, and Adrien’s allergic to feathers, so he was sort of limited to pets like fish or lizards, neither of which he really wanted. He found Plagg outside gorging himself on camembert by a dumpster. Having been previously a street cat, Plagg’s growth was stunted, so he stayed pretty small.

     • Luka is obviously Josh Mankey. Marinette and Luka date for a while, but eventually break up on mutual terms due to him not being able to handle some of the dangerous things that pop up in her life often. While he doesn’t panic when things go south, he’s not really physically equipped to protect himself... He’s a musician, not a fighter.

     • Listen, y’all can fight me, Marinette’s longest relationship before finally getting together with Adrien is going to be with Kagami. Kagami handles the dangerous things that go on in Marinette’s life perfectly well, and they date for several months. Eventually, they do break up, but still remain good friends. (This is the period in which Adrien realises he’s jealous of Kagami, and has feelings for Marinette.)

Get Together

     • For those of you who haven’t watched Kim Possible, (and honestly what the hell are you even doing with your life if you haven’t,) Kim and Ron get together at a school dance (prom, but I don’t think prom exists in France,) and share a slow dance with each other. Uhhh so basically think Despair Bear, except Adrien and Marinette are wearing fancy clothes, just got together, and share a kiss in the end.

     • Marinette had recently broken up with Kagami before the dance, and is a little upset over not having a date when she already made herself a dress. Adrien is dealing with his realisation that he likes Marinette romantically, but keeps quiet about it and gives her a shoulder to cry on because she’s hurt, and he’s not going to take advantage of that. He suggests they go to the dance together as friends.

     • Kagami is there, and Adrien confronts her as to why she had broken up with the most amazing girl in Paris. She tells him that she came to the conclusion that, though she loved Marinette with all her heart, Marinette clearly had someone else as her #1. Kagami was sick of having to compete for that position when the other person didn’t even need to try. Adrien is left baffled by this.

     • Marinette overhears this as she’s walking over to ask Adrien for a dance. Kagami looked past Adrien’s shoulder, directly into Marinette’s eyes, and smiled knowingly. Then she walked away, sipping at her drink. 

     • Adrien turns around, pretty green eyes latching onto hers, and Marinette immediately understands what Kagami had meant. A slow song comes on, and she asks him to dance. Things fall in place from there.

     • (Of course, after they’ve kissed and become a couple, some dumb villain is going to inevitably crash the party and try to kill Marinette, as usual, but they deal with it like they always do.)

Alright that’s the end! This was an almost completed draft of mine I had, and since I’ve been lacking on content recently, I thought I’d quickly polish this up a bit and post it. I also have some other completed things I could polish up on, but eh, don’t feel like it right now. Enjoy!

(And maybe tell me how you’d imagine your favourite KP episode would go with Marinette and Adrien as the protagonists instead!)

[some-cookie-crumbz]

Flower confession with Ochako and Bakugo?

The second I read this I knew exactly what I was going to write! Have Bakugo doing some serious Tsunning up in here! Also, light OchaBowl, kinda? IDK just mentioning it since it could be read that way if you so choose.

It started on a Monday morning as they all filed in. As Uraraka headed for her seat, walking backwards to continue animatedly chatting with Midoriya, Iida and Todoroki, she bumped right into someone else. "Oop, sorry, Tsu-Chan!" she squeaked as she turned around, a shy smile on her lips.

"Ochako-Chan, congratulations, kero!" the other girl said with an excited giggle. The brunette blinked once and tilted her head as she realized all the other girls and Aoyama crowded around her desk, eagerly bouncing.

"Huh?" she trailed.

"Oh, she hasn't seen yet!" Tooru gasped before pushing at Mina's back lightly. "Scoot, ladies and esteemed lad!"

When the small sea parted, she was greeted to the sight of a small bundle of flowers settled on the center of her desk. There were three or four of red flowers all tied together with a shimmery silver ribbon. She let out a small squeak as she tentatively reached out to pick it up. "O-Oh," she said quietly, gently stroking the petals with one finger.

A hand gently settled on her hand and squeezed. "Um, Uraraka, you're floating," Midoriya said with a little chuckle.

"Ah, sorry!" she yelped, taking a deep breath to calm herself back down. After that she looked back at the flowers and then upbat the other girls. "So, um, who left these?"

"No idea," Jirou shrugged.

"Yeah, me and Tooru were the first two here and they were already there!" Mina chirped eagerly. Then, grin turning impish, she hopped closer to lean into her friend's personal bubble. "So that means you've! Got! A secret admirer!"

Yaomomo giggled and cupped one of her cheeks with a wistful expression. "I must admit I'm a little jealous! They picked a flower with such a lovely meaning, too!" she gushed.

Uraraka tilted her head. "Wait, flowers have different meanings?" she asked in slight surprise.

"Uh, duh! Cha-Cha, my girl, have you never heard of the language of flowers? Or read a good Hanahaki Disease fanfic?" Mina prompted, placing one hand on her hip.

"Oh, come now Mina, mon chérie! No need to be so judgy!" Aoyama tutted before turning to Uraraka with a grandiose turn of his head. He held a hand out to indicate the flowers in her hands. "These, my pet, are red peonies and they are said to represent honor and respect! Whoever it is that is interested in you, they think most highly of you." he giggled happily.

She stared at him for a moment before glancing back down at the flowers thoughtfully. “Aoyama, you know the flower language?” Momo gasped quietly.

“Oui! My mother runs a flower shop, you see, and I always loved helping with it,” he chuckled as Aizawa-Sensei walked in, ushering them all to return to their seats. The blonde paused on his way to lean over into Uraraka’s personal space, his smile encouraging. “And, if I may be so bold, I don’t think this will be last we see of the flowers. I must applaud whoever gave them for a rather charming first choice. I will be more than happy to help decode their messages going forward.” He whispered before sauntering off to the front of their row.

A part of her wanted to wave it off, but there was a sense of curiosity. Over lunch, they discussed it, picking out individuals who it could or couldn’t be. Obviously it wasn’t any of the other girls, Aoyama, or any of Uraraka’s boys. Midoriya, Iida and Todoroki had been with her from the moment they left the dorms that morning. Aside from that, she knew that Midoriya and Todoroki both had interest in other people, and that Iida was currently focused on self-improvement and didn’t feel he was ready for a relationship. She didn’t think that it would be Kouda or Shouji, since her conversations with the pair of them was incredibly limited. She didn’t say it outloud, but she knew it was Tokoyami or Kaminari either, since they had their eyes on Tsu-Chan and Jirou-Chan respectively.

So, that left them with Sato, Kirishima, Ojirou and Sero. Mineta was a non-option since that implied he had a bone in his body to dedicate to actually wooing a woman, and the idea of Bakugo giving anyone flowers felt weird. She wouldn’t admit how disappointing that realization was, but she swallowed it down like a bitter pill to swallow. In their time following the sports festival, a begrudging sort of respect had blossomed between them. While she was open to sparring with any of her peers, Ochako tended to seek Bakugo out the most, since she knew he wouldn’t pull his punches or sugarcoat his criticism.

From the list they had, the most likely suspects were ruled to be Kirishima or Sero. She and Kirishima worked out together regularly, with him being her second most frequent sparring partner. She and Sero had started tutoring one another in their down time as well, since he was better with English and she was better at mathematics. It had given her some time to get to know the two of them a lot better. She stole a glance at the two in question, sitting across the room and heckling Bakugo as they ate, and determined that one of them was the only logical answer.

The next morning, she was greeted to another small bouquet on her desk. The flowers this time were a lovely little white one called a gardenia. What was particularly interesting about the ones in the bouquet, according to Aoyama, was the coloration of them. The base of the flowers was yellow, which he said changed the meaning entirely to mean purity as well as secret love.

“So, then, someone who has been hiding how they actually feel up until this point?” she asked. He nodded and she sighed. “That doesn’t really help clear things up, though. I mean, obviously they’ve been hiding their feelings! I didn’t think there was anyone with a crush on me until the flowers showed up on my desk!” she lamented, slumping over on her desk. She did make sure to carefully move the flowers first, though, so as to not damage them.

Mina giggled and peered around, grinning wider when she saw that neither of the prime suspects were present yet. “Yeah, but that’s part of the fun! Ah, I wonder who it is? I mean, Kiri and Sero haven’t let me in on anything, and they know how great I am at romance!” she pointed out.

“Which is probably exactly why they haven’t let you in on anything,” Jirou mumbled quietly.

The other girl huffed. “Excuse me, I’ll have you know that I have a phenomenal history as a matchmaker! My success to fail ratio is nothing to sneeze at!” she protested. While the other girls continued debating over what constituted as romance or not, she carefully placed the flowers in her bag.

They were interrupted by Bakugo shouting at them to shut up a few minutes later, their enthusiastic chatter clearly getting on his last nerve.

The next day, she was greeted by yet another bouquet. The flowers this time were yellow tulips, but came with a message separate from just romance; they bore the message of love, passion, but also jealousy. So had whoever given her the flowers overheard their discussion, and gotten jealous that there was still a question of who? It was all incredibly confusing but they did learn a new piece of information that day. Kirishima was allergic to the pollen of tulips, and spent most of the day in a sneezing fit when he stopped by her desk to verify their next workout meetup. So, that left Sero as the only logical conclusion, right? Well, yes, until Midoriya pointed out that there was always the chance it was someone in Class 1-B, since she had been getting along well with Shinsou, Tetsutetsu and even Monoma from there.

She loved Deku, really she did, but sometimes his analytical nature just made her life so much harder.

On Thursday and Friday, she received two more bouquets. Thursday’s flower of choice had been pink hydrangeas and meant heartfelt emotion. Clearly they were trying to affirm the certainty and conviction of their feelings. On Friday, they were followed up with blue- green dahlia flowers and the message that seemed to carry the most weight; fresh starts and big changes. “Big changes like a relationship status getting upgraded!” Tooru and Mina had squealed in unison. The others had all been thrilled for her and, while Uraraka tried her best to keep on a brave face, a part of her felt anxious.

Whoever her secret admirer was, they weren’t the person she was interested in. And if it really was someone she was friends with, rejecting them could ruin their entire friendship.

She dragged her feet to class on Saturday, grateful that it would only be a half session, but was baffled when there were no flowers this time around. The other had also seemed disappointed by the turn of events. Had the person just not had the time to bring them by? Had they gotten cold feet? Or, perhaps, had the flowers been some kind of approach to get over a hopeless romance?

After class, she got her answer.

“Hey, cheeks!” Bakugo snapped, stomping his way over. She lifted her head, preparing to ask him what he needed, only to be smacked in the face with something. She let out a little squeak, reaching up to grab the offending object, when she picked up on floral aromas. She glanced down and stared with wide eyes at the elaborate bouquet in her grasp, composed of all the flowers that had been on her desk prior as well as a few red and orange roses. She lifted her head to ask the blonde what this was about, but he was already making his way to the door, his ears as red as his eyes. “Can’t believe you thought Tape Arms or Shitty Hair would have the sense to get a girl flowers!” he shouted as he stormed out, either unaware or actively ignoring the gawks from their classmates.

She looked at the bouquet, fully decked out with reflective pastel paper and a golden bow, but noted a small card attached. In Bakugo’s neat scrawl, read the words “If you want a date, meet me in the front room of the dorms Sunday at noon. And don’t bother fucking showing if you’re even a minute late.”

She giggled and shook her head, leaning down to take a small sniff of the bouquet. Yup, that was the Bakugo she was used to.

[branwyn-says]

i just want to tell you that while i haven't read new sherlock fic in literal years and have no interest going back to that fandom or browsing the ao3 tag ever again, compatible damage is so important to me that i reread it regularly and if i ever got an e-mail notification saying you updated it, i'd drop everything immediately and check it out. this isn't meant to be a shitty please update ask though, i just want to say that i have a lot of feelings about that au and i appreciate your writing!!

You’re wonderful. I feel the same way about Sherlock fandom but sometimes I wish I could get back into that headspace just so I could finish The Silences, Here is how that story was going to go, if anyone cares: --The premise of the story was that it would mash up the basic plot of the Arthur Conan Doyle story The Abbey Grange (Holmes decides to let a naval officer off the hook for killing his friend’s abusive husband) and the Holmes backstory from The Adventure of the Gloria Scott (Holmes’ bff at college was a guy named Victor Trevor whose dog bit him on the ankle). --The same early 20th Sherlock Holmes pro fic (the Baring Gould book) that gave us William Sherlock Scott Holmes as his full name speculates that Mrs Hudson came into Holmes’s life via the Australian criminal named Hudson who blackmailed Victor Trevor’s father. --In my fic, “The Silences”, Victor Trevor and Mrs. Hudson have a close bond, because she was around his family when Victor was a kid and when her husband died it was good for both of them. He was abusive and Victor saw the ugliness and pain of all of that first hand. 

--Years later, after going into Ambiguous Spy Work following a naval career, Victor finds out that an old friend, Mary Foster, is now trying to escape an abusive marriage. He tries to help Mary get out, but when her husband finds out, Victor kills him, and the case is unsolvable by the police because Victor is MI6 and just that good. --...Yeah I am just now realizing that the plot of this story is basically John Reese’s back story from Person of Interest which explains a whole lot now I think about it. --Anyway, in the period between “I have to get Mary to safety” and “oops never mind, the abusive jackass is dead”, Victor writes to Mrs Hudson: “Do you happen to know if Sherlock is still alive because I would like to discuss A Situation with him.” Mrs Hudson gives Sherlock that letter, prompting Sherlock to reach out to Victor. --Victor has already committed the murder he wanted Sherlock’s help to avoid having to commit, so...he acts real cagey. But he’s a spy so, that tracks, and Sherlock is not that suspicious at first. --But Lestrade has been tasked to solve the murder of Sir Eustace Brackenstall because blah blah important dude unsolvable case, so he attempts to get Sherlock and Joanna in on it. Joanna is down. Sherlock is, “No, my one purpose in life is to tend to Joanna’s medical needs until she is fully recovered.” Joanna: Getting you out of the flat is a medical need that I have. On account of, you are suffocating me. Sherlock: That’s just the opiates I drugged you with talking. --This story was always meant to be the culmination of the <a href=“https://archiveofourown.org/series/13134”>Compatible Damage series</a> theme of “Joanna Watson has expert knowledge of how trauma and domestic violence cause people to behave in irrational ways that baffle Sherlock’s deductive logic” --Because Joanna is recovering from the serious injuries sustained in <a href=“https://archiveofourown.org/works/294574”>Let Sense Be Dumb</a>, she spends a lot of time chatting with Mrs. Hudson while Sherlock is investigating for Lestrade and getting reacquainted with Victor. Mrs. Hudson talks a little about her awful marriage (this was all plotted out long before there was any Mrs. Hudson back story in BBC canon) and thus, Joanna is very In That Headspace where she’s having trouble with the concept that healthy relationships can exist, especially heterosexual ones. (I am not sure if I ever made it clear but Sherlock and Joanna are both biromantic and slightly ace spectrum in my stories.) --Things are very tentative between Sherlock and Joanna. They’re both aware that they want intimacy with each other, of some kind, that they love each other, to the extent they understand what that means, but how the hell do they proceed? Joanna’s in bad shape, Sherlock is constantly anxious and overprotective and slightly smothering in his nursing duties, and is also terrible at nursing. Joanna is just tired of Other People and sometimes, Sherlock Specifically. --Mrs Hudson offers to cook a big dinner so they can have a small party and invite Victor and his new fiancee Mary over! This will end well. Actually, it goes great, and Victor is over the moon to meet Joanna and they bond over Sherlock’s baby pictures so to speak, and then Sherlock takes Victor aside for...idk, something, and Joanna and Mrs. Hudson and Mary all have an after dinner tipple and a chat... --...and by the time Victor and Mary are getting into a cab, Joanna knows for A Damn Fact that Mary’s previous relationship was abusive, and that Victor was trying way too hard to charm everyone. She doesn’t say anything to Sherlock because...it’s a friend! A Sherlock friend! She isn’t going to fuck that up! Please get Sherlock out of the flat, Victor, Joanna needs some space! But boy that was some suspicious body language and protective behavior she saw. --Lestrade is coming over a bunch, because he and Joanna are bros, and Sherlock is Unavailable For Detective Work Because Joanna is Hurt, so Lestrade gets Joanna to help him think shit over. So that’s how Joanna finds out that Mary Foster was Lady Brackenstall, until recently. 

--From the outside, there is no evidence of abuse in the Brackenstall’s marriage. Lestrade isn’t even looking at the wife as a suspect or a motive. The “gang of thieves in the area” thing from ACD canon is still his best lead.  --In the ACD story, Holmes stages a mock trial where he exonerates the naval officer, acting as judge, with Watson as the jury. He’s cleared and sent on his way to marry Mary and start a new life. Watson is not thrilled that Holmes is “taking the law into his own hands”, but as Holmes says, furiously, “I am not retained by the police to supply their deficiencies.”  --In this story, that decision is going to fall on Joanna. She is the only one who has figured out, or can figure out, that a) the murdered dude was beating his wife and that b) his wife had a close friend who was dangerous as hell and would do anything to keep her safe. Unless she makes that link for Lestrade, the case will just go unsolved. --And the thing is, she doesn’t even feel completely certain that Victor did the killing. The timing of the murder is off, for one. He would have had to show up at the Abbey Grange house and shoot Sir Eustace more less within an hour of getting back to England. It’s a really narrow time window, and it only creates a bare sliver of possibility, and she really wants to ignore it. --Except, then she and Sherlock have a moment. Joanna tells him that Mary’s husband was abusive, without drawing the connection to Lestrade’s murder investigation. Sherlock doesn’t put the pieces together until the next time he’s with Victor and Mary together. He thinks about what Joanna told him, and he sees how tender and protective Victor is toward Mary. It gives Sherlock a nasty turn, because 1) That is how he looks at Joanna, so does that mean that he and Joanna are supposed to be a couple like Victor and Mary are? and 2) He knows how he feels about the various people who have hurt Joanna, which is to say he wants very much to Kill Them All, and if Joanna got married to another person, and that person trapped her in the house and hurt her on a regular basis, then Sherlock would... well Sherlock would do what Victor undoubtedly did, and kill the fucker. --The resolution, as far as I had it planned out, was that Joanna confronts Mary (instead of Holmes confronting Captain Croker, as in the ACD story), Mary admits it, Joanna feels satisfied that the actual killing really was unavoidable self defense. She feels bad keeping it from Lestrade, but Mary and Victor are planning to leave the country and not return. So Joanna lets them go. --And then she tells Sherlock what happened, and what she did, and is prepared for it to be a Thing, except then Sherlock admits he made the same deduction at practically the same moment, and explains how he came to the conclusion, and they agree that after Victor gives them an all clear, they’ll give Lestrade enough information to close the case.

--And then Sherlock and Joanna awkwardly face down their big big emotions and it’s painful and weird but they smooch, and are a couple, and that is the end of the series.

[bigbookofrescues]

MAN. SO. I wrote a twitter thread like handful of days ago and been chatting a bit about TAG’s future a bit... just yesterday even and I can’t get over the irony the very next day then TAGHQ dropped that tweet. XDDD

Anyhoo, this is edited a bit from my initial string of tweets cause I discovered a few other things of note. XD Apologies it’s SUPER long. lol

SO. TAG's end seems to be approaching... right? OR IS IT? I've seen talk of it being cancelled, but uh... how can something be cancelled that we never had indication would go past 3 seasons? It's just not had (so far) more commissioned. lol

Unless someone's read/heard something (that’s credible!) that I haven't, that's been as far as we knew it was going so far. Series DO end, and given TAG is expensive and time consuming to make (going model/cgi hybrid def made their lives so much harder lol) it wouldn't be surprising at all to me.

There’s also some thought that it’s not continuing due to some amount of failure. But there's no evidence it's failed? It has sold to networks all over the world. ITV bragged the first chunk of S3 eps reached 1.4m people and was #1 kid show across their networks. The second chunk of eps increased to 2.2m! (These all coming from Toy World Magazine UK.) Three different networks bought the show here in Canada even! So the idea it’s failed seems like a stretch to me

So like. Yeah. If this is the end... fair enough imho. lol BUT. No one has really said THIS IS IT. That's what's strange even...

There's a cage-y-ness surrounding it. Everyone has spoken of the end of season 3, but really no one's claimed it to be absolute THE END of the show. In fact, ITV's behavior towards S3 has been downright strange imho.

In 2018, Season 3 started kinda surprisingly soon after the end of S2. Then it suddenly stopped before the mid-way point. It was bizarre at first until an article was uncovered, where a small reference to a new toy deal came to light. Then it did make sense. (Though bit strange new toys being made towards possibly the end of the show, but okay... ...Which is now even STRANGER since found out there’s even MORE toys coming.)

Fast forward to London toy fair, and reps of the toys were saying first the 'property would return in June' and that the final 9 eps had been held back for the toy launch... which was meant to be in the fall. It was a bit confusing until TAG returned even sooner with 9 more eps in May.

So then it seemed like, OKAY, so last 8 will be in Fall with the toy launch. Which would make sense. The toys... the show... before Christmas... sell ALL the toys. Right? ...Wrong apparently. This is where it starts getting kinda really weird. They claim it's scheduling etc.

But why the heck would you not want the series on (Least a couple eps even?) with your new toyline that you'd want to have sell truckloads of for Christmas??? Why the delay into the new year? Which I even questioned would actually happen in January... but now it seems it IS in fact gonna be back in January.

So. WHY? I have 0 knowledge of TV toys selling, so undoubtedly I could be entirely wrong, but my gosh, in terms of common sense? This utterly baffles me. And THEN we now know in Q1 MORE toys are even about to be released. More toys. During or just after the show, allegedly, ends? What???

What exactly is ITV's game plan here??? So that aside, some other small things I've noticed...

A lot thought that interview with both David's had David Graham confirming TAG's end... but uh... pretty sure he was saying they'd wrapped recording the voices for S3 given the Q asked. (Which of course, was done a REALLY long time ago for them when came to the second part of S3. lol)

Then digging a bit cause the Wiki was still reporting Graham said no more eps were being made, apparently a written interview with him was where he was quoted as saying that, but it was rather swiftly edited. No cap exists, unfortunately, to show so. Question is was it David being mistaken or was it an misquote by the site? (Goodness knows these things happen... Many of us older fans I’m sure recall the tiny blurb interview where Kayo’s VA suggested it was JOHN, rather than Alan, who had a thing for Kayo. It was either a slip by Kayo’s VA or a mistake by the article writer. lol) I think it says a lot that, if that DID really happen, it was DELETED rather than it being said.

Then there's an interview with the Fosters at a music event which they seemed to talk a little kinda endish... BUT when asked just after the recording for the finale of S3 if... It was THE END, the end and the reply was 'Certainly not!' and date wise, pretty sure that was after the interview at the music event was recorded. BUT then this was said over a year ago now, so who knows now.

Also in a People interview with Lee Majors he was kinda joking around but said, "If they go for a fourth season, which I hope they do, then maybe my part will have worked,” Majors jokes. “You’ll see how good I was if they don’t get picked up!”

Yeah, a 4th season didn’t seem to be happening when he was interviewed... but also making it apparent there was, at the time, some unknown-ness to TAG's future.

AND THEN there’s the plans for that theme park in Kent that they said they’d have "rides and attractions themed around ITV's Thunderbirds Are Go, and Robozuna" The later is still a fairly new show... but... TAG? It's def TAG they're wanting to use. That's AGAIN super interesting for a show that might be on the cusp of being done and would long be just in reruns by the time this park comes into being? Maybe it's not that weird at all. IDK. (Be awesome if happens!) But my common sense-a-meter is just all... *squints at ITV*

Tl;dr TAG might be over and imho it'll be understandable and doubt any failure. (Like. BTW. Richard Taylor compared making a season of TAG to making 6-7 Coraline's in a row in a year. If that's accurate... W O W. That's nuts, guys.) BUT... I've not seen commit to that's it. DONE.

Which is why my only speculation I'm really trying to present here at all is that I believe there might be some limbo going on... or least there has been. It might well be past tense at this point. There's just so many strange signals around. lol But generally towards the end of a show you see a huge loss of motivation, but we’ve been only seeing more build UP about it. 

Ultimately, we’ll have to see what happens. TAGHQ is being SO specific that it is the ‘conclusion of season 3′ and well, I just posted on my main about ‘The Final Countdown’. (But if someone reading this didn’t see that... go google: final countdown europe lyrics  XD I’m 99.9% sure it’s gonna be a reference to in-show happenings... not the show’s future. XD)

SO YEAH. These have been my observations. (OH and if anyone wants sources to what I've referenced, I'll be happy to provide. :|b )

[rosemaryreality]

Look as a fan of Nine, of course i loved that we got flashbacks from his pov, but, i'll admit i was kind of dissapointed that they didn't include the period of time between Sonic leaving the grim and Nine going back to help Sonic in New Yoke.

I would have liked to see how he went from "fine. you can leave to help that hellscape but i'm not going back ever again" to "alright i'm gonna help you also my offer still stands btw. im still going back home regardless of your choice tho".

And yeah i suppose it's not super necessary, but technically neither was anything before he discovered the grim.

[callie-the-snarky-geek-blog]

RvB16 Episode 4 Review: Sis and Tuc’s S**ellent Adventure

(Old Reblog Post. Also sorry for the censoring, I’m trying t be cautious right now.)

With a title like ‘Sis and Tuc’s S**cellent Adventure”, so I even need to write an introduction? That’s enough of a draw-in! So… yeah, lets just jump into it!

Overview

It’s been a day since the last episode and Tucker has recovered from the blow to his fragile male ego. He agrees to Sister’s plan on banging past people wanting a six-way with the Spice Girls. Sister points out that he’s setting himself too high and eventually it leads back to Tucker insisting that they banged. Sister expands on what she said last episode, about something happening that made them stop. I guess she thought about it more as she says that Tucker thought that someone was watching them and had stopped due to it. To get a clear answer, they decide to go back to Season 5 now that Sister has figured out how the portal gun works.

Back at The Battle of Broken Ridge, the… Red Army I guess? I assume it’s a Red vs Blue battle. Anyways, they’re all dead. Simmons tries to comfort Sarge after his failure to prevent their deaths… that he pretty much caused. And in the afterlife, Church is laughing cause now they are going through what he did. Sarge is upset and blames the failures… on his underlings idiocy. Of course. But is this going to deter Sarge from fixing the past? Hell no! He is going to create essentially a dream time like The Expendables… a movie I’ve never seen, but screw you Sarge! Harrison Ford makes everything better even if he isn’t necessary! Simmons is just left baffled and confused. You think he’d be used to this by now.

Back with Tucker and Sister, they make it back to Season 5 during the final fight with Wyoming. In order to not cause a paradox, they dodge behind rocks to not be seen… and wouldn’t you know it, Tucker finds a sniper rifle! I’m surprised he didn’t make a bigger deal over finally getting the thing (and… how did it get there? I need to rewatch Blood Gulch man). But with it, he spots he moment where past him was talking to Flowers… and I am still is confused on how he came back to life out of nowhere as I was when I watched Season 5. But we do get an explanation on how he died again. Remember the random bullet that show him down? Well turns out that Tucker’s finger was too close to the trigger and… well, you do the math. Seriously, Church must just be laughing his ass off int he afterlife right now. But Tucker knows when he fucks up and decides to stick to the sword.

We now check on Grif and Doc as Grif has figured out how the gun works now. Okay, so everyone knows how the things work, good. Grif, still wanting to avoid the plot, has sent them back to when he was in college and before he… got enlisted? Wait, I thought he was drafted… meh, maybe time has affected his memory or something. My proof? Well the restaurant is now a Calzone and Stormboli restaurant. Grif, confused, tries to ask some kids what the fuck is happening. Also it’s Halloween so that we can justify them wearing Halo armor despite being kids! Ah, you gotta love those kinds of things!

So… as it turns out… Grif and Doc ended up in a timeline where pizza does not exist. Let me repeat that: Pizza does NOT exist… WHAT KIND OF SICK TIMELINE IS THAT?! Grif yells at children before the fact sinks in and… he decides to grenade himself. Sheesh dude, I knwo that a world without pizza is just sick and wrong, but there’s other Italian dishes to consider! Luckily Doc knows the grenade away, saving Grif’s life for the second time… okay I forgive him for last season now. Cause someone needs to take care of Grif while Simmons isn’t there and Doc is fulfilling that, damn it! Doc is able to convince Grif to instead try and cause the invention of pizza to fix it… after trying to convinced him to use it for the greater good. Someone needs to one day explain to Doc what show he’s in, I don’t think he ever figured it out.

Back in Season 5, Sister now has the sniper rifle and they’re now waiting for the ship with Tex, Junior, and Andy to blow up. Tucker uses the time to ash Sister why she tagged along to begin with. Sister explains how, while the convention business has been going well, her personal life has gotten fucked up. TO put it simply, she got involved with a person working with her… who was married to the head of HR. So… yeah that’s a bit of a clusterfuck if there ever was one. She wishes that things could go back to being silly and fun like it used to be, a sentiment that Tucker can relate to. Back in Blood Gulch, it felt like that nothing really mattered and there weren’t really consequences. No? Wash got injured due to his poor leadership and he’s got a lawsuit on him for who knows how many child support payments. It’s… a rather nice, reflective heart-to-heart. We also learn that Tucker’s mother is dead… that’s a bummer.

So the ship explodes, everyone kind of went to do their own thing, and past!Tucker took past!Sister to the caves to shoe her  ‘surprise’. Turns out that Blood Gulch has a lake in the canyon… didn’t know that. Past!Tucker is trying to, of course, initiate having hanky panky time with Sister (and I imagine past!Grif having a ‘I sense a disturbance in the Force’ moment) and… he is awkward and stammering as Hell. It’s kinda cute… I’m gonna laugh at him anyways! HAHAHA! Fortunately past!Sister is more than capable of taking the initiative and it looks like they were indeed going to have see. ALl as their future selves watch in secret. Sister, having a moment of weakness, asks if Tucker wants to go ahead and bang with Tucker… getting too excited and causing last him to hear him. They don’t get caught and cause a paradox thankfully, but it’s enough to cause past!Tucker to call hanky panky time off. So… Tucker totally cockblocked himself… twice… with the same girl… wooooow.

Sister is of course annoyed as they return to Valhalla as well as disappointed in herself for almost banging with Tucker. But hey, she gets a new idea… to go back and bang her past self! No! Sister, selfcest leads to bad things! She goes off and if they had animated this scene, I imagine that Tucker would be kicking himself right now. Literally. But hey, you came close buddy.

Review

This was a laugh riot, OMG. Before we get to the main event, lets talk about the other pairs.

There’s not a lot to say about Sarge and Simmons really. As expected, Sarge caused his own problem and fails to recognize it. IDK if him saying that he’s going to recruit others is going to go anywhere, but it was there. I did like how Simmons was concerned about Sarge’s state after and him continuing to be a dork with having a log (but… it was a science log here and last time it was a star log… does Simmons keep multiple logs?! NERD!) Him just being completely and utterly baffled at how Sarge could jump to the conclusion he made was also hilarious, especially him just weakly returning the ‘hoorahs’. IDK why the mental image of Gus recording that crack me up… but it cracks me up.

There’s a bit more to talk about with Grif and Doc. First, addressing the brief continuity error about Grif claiming to be enlisted. Now him dropping out of college? I can buy that. But in the Fan Guide and I’m fairly sure that Geoff himself said it before, Grif was drafted. Then again he did claim that he signed up willingly back int he very first episode, so… IDK. It’s not that big a deal and it can easily be hand-waved as him just saying that so Doc won’t question him about it or with pizza no longer existing, maybe he did enlist due to time screwing up and his memory adjusted accordingly. So ultimately, unless this is important later and IDT it will be, it’s not that big a deal.

So we continue to see Grif ignoring the problem and trying to get back to the pizza quest. To Doc’s credit, he is trying to get Grif to focus on it, but this being Doc he can’t really force it and IDT hes going to unleash O’Malley if he can help it. Grif yelling at children (and one I’m fairly sure is voiced by Lindsay? Or at least one sounded like Space Kid) about pizza’s existence also had me about ready to burst a guy. I imagine that Geoff blew his voice out after that, but his sacrifice is appreciate if that is the case. Plus hey, he NAILED it. Seriously, sidetracking, but the voice acting has been perfection so far. But yeah, I assume that something is going to happen to force Grif into facing the problem moreso than the others (I imagine whenever they discover Huggins… where is she BTW?) and I worry that since he’s kept Grif from getting killed twice now, something might happen to Doc… but we’ll see!

Okay, onto the main event! The entire S**cellent adventure was a laugh riot, OMG. Honestly just having Sister have some prominent screentime after so long was SO nice. I am loving how Joe is handling her this season. Her and Tucker’s banter was perfection. Them going form bickering to flirting is just hilarious and I am loving it. I wasn’t sure what to expect from them aside form flirting, and so far having the two most horny characters on the show together has been incredibly entertaining.

Their heart to heart was really nice as well. Sister definitely screwed up as far as her personal life is concerned, which makes her wanting to go back to before then understandable. Tucker being able to relate with what happened in S15 when his choices came back to bit him in the ass was also really nice. Especially as he reflects how back during Blood Gulch, it didn’t seem like he had to care. Regardless of what happened, there weren’t any long-term consequences. I’d have to rewatch Blood Gulch to see how much of that is true, but for the most part he’s correct. Back then you could be as stupid as you wanted and it would work out. Even death wasn’t a big deal. Now? Well… it is. It’s not like how it was back then, and seeing Tucker reflect on that was a really good moment for him.

What else can I say? Ugh… well it ended how I expected. The second I saw the title of this episode, I immideatly went ‘they’re gonna go back to find out about the sex thing and it end sup Tucker messed it up, aren’t they?” And I was right! Yay! I didn’t see Sister deciding to indulge in selfcest coming and tbh Tucker handled the revelation better than I thought he would, but still it went as i expected. But at least we have conformation: Tucker and Sister almost did sex, but Tucker thwarted himself. Ain’t that a bitch?

Final Thoughts

This one is definitely meant to be purely a comedic episode. Which is fine since it was hilarious. Tucker and Sister’s back and forths had me giggling and Grif’s mental breakdown at pizza no longer existing had me in stitches. It was good! My only real complaint is I’d have liked some more plot, but I guess it’s better to get the funny time travel antics out of the way first before going forward. Plus hey, it was still funny, so why complain? Overall, that was indeed a s**cellent adventure.

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{warning: long post ahead. read it in its entirety if you feel like making me feel validated}

Okay I have to vent because this is the kind of shit that makes me not trust romance reviewers!!! And their taste!! And their judgement for good writing quality and actually emotionally satisfying storylines....

This is a book by an "acclaimed author" or at least someone I saw having her praises sung on twitter very strongly. I mean after Tessa Dare I should have learned my lesson. First off, the quality of the writing itself was not deserving of the praise I've seen. It could be that maybe it was just this book. I haven't read any of her other books so idk if it's consistent or different from her usual stuff but there are two things that struck me about this story/writing style early on: it's juvenile (it's about college students so idk maybe it's done on purpose somehow) and it's full of US-american sensibility. It just doesn't track with me. It was hard for me to connect with the characters and the situations "they found themselves in" and their respective reactions as well. A looooooooot of this book fell really flat. Flat. No-sense-making flat.

The "hero" is her past bully. Like actual, physical bullying. Having stuff thrown at her, flyers of her being big as a whale posted at school, actually being run over by a car, needing brain (head?) surgery and SPENDING TWO YEARS IN REHAB bullying. But he's hot and a secret intellectual with feminist tendencies so it's all good. God.

So he pops up at her school (college) and even though she's terrified of him and they're not even friends he casually calls her honey... like those douchebags that think they can call you honey so the douchebaggery that they say is lessened somehow. I'm rage typing right now. In my experience, men using honeys and babes and sweethearts in their speech is more of a reason to run away from them than to believe they're soft bois and find them trustworthy. I see you author, I see you.

I cannot groan enough at the "jock who is a secret intellectual and not only that, he has strong feminist views" trope. Like he's not just a secret intellectual, he's a secret intellectual when it comes to all the interests that the heroine has. It's ridiculous.

Okay but nothing, I mean NOTHING, tops the MOBSTERS being included as a plot point in the book, especially that MOBSTERS have some kind of (monetary????) interest in the outcome of COLLEGE WRESTLING MATCHES. It made me want to snicker when I was reading it but now that I'm writing this I'm horrified at the stupidity. Mobsters. Mobsters. In this day and age. Oh and not only that, at the very end their HEA is capped by the couple becoming insta-rich with mob money. Which, gross. Mob money, really? Do you have no sense in your head, author? Am I supposed to actually feel happy that the "perfect WOKE cinnamon roll" hero is accepting money from people involved in drug and human and sex trafficking? FUCK YOU! Murder and extortion and political corruption? Uuhh especially with all the types of corruption happening nowadays (this is a direct reference to donald's administration, yes). (Seems the book came out in 2016, but still.)

Let's go back to the bullying for a bit. So my bullying at school never ever ever became physical. Not even in having people throw so much as a rolled up piece of paper at me. Not even someone passive aggressively shoving against me in the hallway. Not someone "accidentally" hitting me with a ball in gym class. Never. Not even someone using the threat of violence towards me. Never. Which I'm mentioning to say that I wouldn't let ANY of my past bullies get away with the "explanation" (which turns out to actually be an EXCUSE) that the hero gives here*. The hero who hung around and bullied her with the type of guy who would actually RUN SOMEONE OVER WITH A CAR. The hero who actually threw things at her and posted the aforementioned whale posters. Oh god. His excuse? It wasn't me. Some other being was possessing my body. I have no explanation, only that I felt bad afterwards (cue world's tiniest violin). I didn't know why I did it. I also didn't wanna be doing what I was doing (although that last part was implied, he didn't actually come out and say it). And like, 20 minutes after he gives this explanation the heroine brings something related to the bullying up (because someone apologizing or giving an explanation doesn't automatically erase your trauma) and the hero practically yells "I JUST TOLD YOU IT WASN'T ME" at her, shutting her up. I think he does it a third time too. Unacceptable. Ridiculous. 

A lot of things in the book happened just because the author/character said so... like the plot moved in certain directions or the characters felt a certain way BECAUSE WE WERE TOLD it was that way not because it made any sense. The character said something and it made it true... there was no true logic. I read somewhere recently that said it's not important so much that the story makes logic in like, your world building or the tropes you put the story in, the most important thing is that the story makes EMOTIONAL SENSE. This books fails this maxim IN SPADES. In spades. The author just TELLS US the plot makes emotional sense, the plot doesn't actually hold up for the reader as making emotional sense. It's bad. And the quality of the writing itself is... not bad, it's just not good. I seem to recall someone describing the author's writing prowess as chemically amazing or alchemy or something, but hey maybe it's just this book that's bad. 

Another thing is that the main characters either act childish or mature based on what the plot needs them to be. Not because of characterization, just because of how cute the author wanted certain scenes to be. They're either mature or immature about sex depending on what's going to be cutest or whatever... I mean I get it they're college kids so they're supposed to be a mix of mature and immature, it's just not alluring for me to read as a 30 year old. It does not come across as cute. It makes me eye roll. Honestly I feel like this book should have a warning that it was going to be juvenile because none, I really mean it, none of the romance books I ever read had as much of a juvenile tone as this one.

The cherry on top of this all..... he bullied her because he had a crush on her. Like that's the ONLY reason. They sort of give another reason earlier on but it doesn't track very well, it doesn't make sense he would bully JUST HER because of it. And that's another thing... the other bullies? Barely mentioned. Other bullying victims? NEVER mentioned. Bullies don't have just ONE victim, I have enough experience with it to tell you that with full fucking confidence. The hero was, at the bare minimum, hanging around with two other bullies and I do not believe for ONE FUCKING SECOND that they only ever bullied the heroine. But none of this is ever mentioned because then the author would have to actually address it and why would she actually do that, right............................................................................. 

But the puketastic climax to this whole story is that he has been in some sort of love with her from the very start and they reminisce over what could have been, all googly eyed, if only he HADN'T VIOLENTLY BULLIED HER PLUS AIDED AN ABETTED OTHER PEOPLE IN BULLYING HER TOO AND ACTUALLY PUT HER IN MORTAL DANGER. Cause you guys, he actually saved her life right after he was a part of putting her in danger!!!! Can you say swoon??????? It is so ridiculous I don't think I have enough sarcasm in the world. I don't know how anyone has read this novel and its conclusion as romantic in any way at fucking all, but most of all seasoned romance readers and authors. It's baffling. Truly astonishing.

*also can we talk about how I have yet to find a villain or bully hero who was actually redeemed. It's always some sort of cop out IT WASN'T REALLY HIM explanation that doesn't cut it.

[gibsophone]

I think I’m aromantic/asexual

So, at the conclusion of my previous relationship I am beginning to wonder if maybe I should just be by myself. It’s not me writing off relationships, I love having relationships, just not intimate relationships. As my ex continues obsessing over me and even contacting my friends and saying fucked up shit about me that is upsetting everyone (seriously if he stalks me I’m gonna shoot him) I can’t help but ask, why? What would make someone act this way? After just three weeks of dating he said he loved me. I did like him, a lot actually, enough to hang out with him on the weekends, but did I love him? Of course not! It wasn’t the short span of time or anything, I just never developed that feeling toward him. The moment his texts to me became crude, I told him I was uncomfortable but he would still interject with something that made it pretty clear he wanted a sexual relationship. We dated for three months and I never slept with him. I’ve actually never slept with anyone, ever, and in a few weeks I will be twenty-nine years old, I’m a twenty-nine year old virgin. Am I just waiting for that special someone? I’m not sure anymore. I’ve only ever been in a handful of relationships I would consider more than just friends, with both men and women, trying to get a feel for my preferences, I really don’t have many. I really value honesty and straightforwardness, I myself am a very honest and forthcoming person, ready to share my feelings on anything. The only other thing I ask for is respect and acceptance for me and who and what I am, something I never got in my last relationship, which ultimately caused it to fail.

But that’s all I want. Like, that’s it, just someone to be close to emotionally, not necessarily physically. I was willing to settle and forgive my ex for some of his flaws, his drinking, his close mindedness, his verbal abuse, even. I’m not getting any younger and I feel like people are just standing by like “yeah, she still ain’t married yet, what is wrong with her? Eggs have a shelf life, ya know?” do I want a family, do I want a husband (or wife Idk) and kids? Yes, and also no. It would have to be a perfect, and I mean perfect, situation, like unrealistically perfect on an emotional, physical, psychological and financial level, the perfect storm if you will. That’s probably never going to happen for me. Does that make me sad, does it make me happy, or do I just get the same feeling I get when I get kissed or touched by someone in that intimate way? Nothing. I feel nothing.

I’ve wondered if there was something wrong with me for a long time, I waited a very long time for my first kiss and as I drove home from my date all I could think was, “ugh, finally, I get to go home and watch a few more episodes of my show!” but what about the kiss? Oh, yeah, well it happened, it was soft and it was wet, that about sums it up, I felt nothing, it was weird. What was I supposed to feel, was it normal to feel this way, did I even like him, oh no, what if I didn’t even like him!? But, I had fun didn’t I, it was a fun evening for sure, I enjoyed myself, I had a good time and when I got home and texted him to assure him I got home safely I told him I had a blast and thanked him for the evening. Then I lied and said I was going to bed and stayed up all night watching Netflix in my natural habitat.

As time went on this relationship began to take its toll on me. I liked him, and he apparently loved me, he said so just three weeks in which really kinda baffled me, but whatever. It was long distance, we lived an hour and a half apart and I was driving an hour to meet him on Saturdays when all I wanted was to be at home by myself. All I could think about all night long was what I could be doing right now if I wasn’t there, I wanted to go home. He bought me some stupid crap, like literal garbage, paper plates and napkins that were Halloween themed but it was so adorable and he was so shy about it, I loved it. But, I started lying about having other things to do so I could avoid going out with him on weekends, not so I could avoid him, I just wanted to be alone. Maybe it’s the drive, I thought to myself, what if I just brought him to my place? As I sit on the couch and look around my house all I can think is how much I absolutely hate having people in my house, it’s my temple, this is where I go to escape, the last thing I want is to share my special space with someone. So, that’s a no. I did like him, but in the end that was all I felt for him. His drunken texts got more and more unforgivable until I put my foot down and told him I didn’t deserve to be spoken to in such a manner, I never did anything to him, why would anyone want to be with someone who speaks to them in such a way. Apparently the texts he has been sending my friends lately are so bad, they won’t even show them to me. So yeah, sounds like he really loved me. I’ve since blocked his number and these past few weeks have been so tranquil, liberating, relieving, stress free, cathartic, self-reflecting, and yeah I could do this all night.

Am I even capable of love? Of course, but intimate love? I don’t think I am. I’ve tried the kissing and the touching and honestly I feel like sex would just leave me feeling empty and even more broken than I already feel, I don’t think I would enjoy it and I honestly feel like it would be emotionally detrimental. So, what happened? Did I wait too long and my natural curiosity and horny, hormonal teenage years die in a hole somewhere? Is it really true what they say about, use it or lose it? I don’t think so, I feel like if I had been your typical horny teen I wouldn’t be a virgin right now. Hell half my friends got pregnant within a year of graduation, the rest all had kids within five years of graduating. I wasn’t a popular kid in school but I was far from the least liked, dorkiest, grossest, weirdest one, even those people got laid. I was never asked out even once by anyone. Normally that could prove scarring and hurtful to most, but did I care? Hell no, I had my goals in mind, I wanted to go to college. And I did! So entered my experimental phase and the first person I ever dated, was a girl named Amy. I loved spending time with her, but in the end she proved to be very manipulative and controlling, so I broke it off. The second person and first guy I dated was a coworker, he was a very sexual person, very touchy and cuddly and, though it took some getting used to, I came to like it and the thought of actually sleeping with him seemed okay, not top priority as sex has never even been on my list of priorities, but I considered it. We dated for five weeks and he dumped me. I was crushed, I cried for days. But when I realized we could still be friends it was very uplifting, we’re still friends and we still confide in one another and I find our relationship much more healthy now that I don’t feel like he wants only one thing and I don’t feel pressured to give it to him.

So why haven’t I had sex yet, will I ever? I dunno, it’s not like I don’t have those feelings, I watch porn on occasion and I masterbate afterward but actually sleeping with another human being just doesn’t appeal to me. I really love being alone, by myself, I’m happiest this way, which is weird for some people, hell it’s weird for me but once I finally came to terms with it, sitting here alone in my house, I felt this inner peace I can’t really describe. I like being around friends and family, I’m not anti-social by any means, I just have no value for sex and for a long time I told myself I would change my mind some day; maybe I should just try it and see how I feel. But I don’t think I’m going to change my mind, this is just who I am. I hate labels, but yeah, aromantic describes me to a tee. I’m just going to stop dating, I always go into it feeling like, maybe this time it will be different, maybe I’ll feel something, I really like this person so maybe I can make it work. I’m just forcing a square peg into a round hole, it’s time to stop and just be me.