#future post. Everybody wants to talk about this event but nobody wants to read the story

[tsukasalover]

(credits to ssruis)

This song is the only thing keeping me going I do not play about mr showtime 😞 nothing ruined me (made my life better) the way this song did

(Sendn. Me songs to do this with in my ask box… sniffle…)

[entry41]

// major warning for murder, discrimination, and murder amongst transgender youth

im trying to find the part where the three girls, all older than them, are charged for murder? or are those girls not going to have to deal with any sort of represcussions???

is this going to be another case of "let's keep these people's identities private!!" or what. are we ignoring the fact that those girls bashed nex's head against the bathroom floor meanwhile nobody helped before, during, or after the situation??? because the media did the same thing with brianna ghey, they refused to release information on her killers until what, a year later? why are we working so hard to protect persecutors but not the ones being persecuted?

there are so many things wrong with this situation, let's start with the fact that an ambulance wasn't called upon nex being found? those three girls had quite literally banged their head against the bathroom floor NUMEROUS times, where was your sense of urgency upon finding a SOPHOMORE, A HIGH SCHOOL STUDENT WHO IS NO OLDER THAN 16, beaten on the bathroom floor??

we are talking about a 16 year old, somebody with a whole life ahead of them. nex had so much to live for and now their blood is on your hands and i hope that you feel guilty. i don't even think enraged is the word i am looking for in this situation, it's a feeling far beyond rage.

as a society we truly need to do better because jfc. i have to live my life in fear everyday, so do my friends, the people i love, and thousands of others - we aren't scary, we are scared.

rest well, nex, they will never forget your name ❤️

adding onto this post because i still have so much to say: nex was no different from you and i, they took interest in the same things we do. nex liked the walking dead, minecraft, and their cat, zeus. but now nex won't be able to partake in the things they love because of how f'ed up society is. the fact that america is perfectly fine with murdering innocent people on a daily basis truly tells you all you need to know. we are fighting a war we will never win because people refuse to accept the fact that trans folk just want to live their lives, almost like everybody else!!

i read in a reblog that nex was twospirit and i just wanted to add that, sorry if it seemed as if i was trying to leave that out, i wasn't aware. that doesn't change anything though and my point still stands.

we are not scary, we are scared.

2/25/24: please read what @youareprobablywrong said in the reblogs, it also includes ways to actually take charge and help prevent future events like this

[newvegascowboy]

i think deacon’s idle voice lines reveal a lot more about him as a person than anything he says during affinity conversations, and here’s why

get ready for a long meta post about deacon that nobody asked for, because we’re deep diving today.

okay. so Deacon’s a liar, everybody knows this. He tells you straight up that he does and WILL lie to you, and will praise you if you call him out, but i think his idle voice lines are more honest about himself than he would have you believe. 

Personal Life

i first noticed stuff he says in idle conversations when we were taking rad damage and he said, “Great. I didn’t need to have more children.” (0:58 for anyone interested) and “Guess there won’t be any little Deacons scurrying around in the future.” The above video doesn’t include it, but I have heard him say it in game. Unfortunately, I can’t go digging around in the game files to find it, so you might have to take that one at my word! 

I always take his affinity conversations with a grain of salt because, well, it’s Deacon, but given how angry and upset with a dismissive Sole Survivor he becomes, I’m willing to give him a little bit of leeway and believe that Barbara either was or is real, and she’s no longer in his life. Plus, given what he says about them “trying for kids”? It’s not unreasonable to think that he has or had children. If he ever did, they’re not in his life anymore either. 

(the reproductive ability of synths is debated. i couldn’t actually find any information on the fallout wiki, but there were a few forums discussing the topic where the general consensus seemed to be “no”, but if synths are 100% biologically human, then i don’t see why they technically couldn’t. it’s kind of a YMMV thing.) 

Plus, it’s pretty consistent that he gets freaked out when up in high places. (:44) here to listen to his voice lines about being up in the quarry, and here to listen to his dialogue during the Railroad aligned quest Red Glare. Safe to say this man is honestly afraid of heights. 

"Alright. You got me up here... let's go down. Now?"

At the top of Trinity Tower. 

The Railroad

Not going to spend a lot of time on this, since his voice lines about it are minimal, but it is of note. 

Game files and terminal entries hint at Desdemona believing that Deacon is “John D”, the sole survivor of an attack on the Railroad back in 2266. Post 2273, there is no more mention about “John D”. Admittedly, this is pretty weak evidence considering it’s in-game conjecture, but Deacon mentions knowing Desdemona as a green recruit, finding it hard to take her seriously at times.

Even if his claim about being the real leader of the Railroad is bullshit, he’s obviously one of the eldest members of the Railroad, confirmed membership going back at least 12 years to 2275. He could very well be the oldest surviving member of the Railroad. 

Hidden Depths

this one is pretty well known, so I’m not going to say too much on it either. 

the man knows a lot of stuff about the pre war world! Don’t know why! He never offers any reason for why he’s so familiar with the pre war world. It’s very clear that he either had a much, much more thorough education than most Wastelanders, or he was around people who did. University Point was a pretty major settlement until the Institute wiped it out, so I suppose it’s possible that he could’ve been schooled there, but I find it unlikely. He never makes any mention of his childhood other than an obvious joke where he says, “I grew up just over there. Lot of fond memories by that...thing.”  (this link is a compilation of voice lines, so it may take a moment to get there.) 

Obviously there’s the famous Proust line, indicating he’s pretty well read, though, oddly enough, he doesn’t have anything to say about Henry David Thoreau’s cabin! You’d think he would. In addition to Proust, he has the combat voice line, “Insert something Shakespearean about your death and inevitable doom here,” indicating he’s familiar with Shakespeare. 

He also mentions knowing and wanting a talk radio show. I mean, the Charles River Trio exists, but it’s a stretch to call that a talk radio show. He also mentions having read “a few textbooks” and asks if we were planning on an invasion of mathletes. This hints at nothing, but i do think it’s funny that he knows the word mathlete, but refers to pre-war objects as gizmos. 

Involvement in other games

It’s canon that Deacon has been to the Capital Wasteland, and based on his dialogue, may have been VERY involved in the goings on there. 

The events of Fallout 3 take place in 2277. The wiki tells us that sometime in 2275, Deacon was kicked out of the railroad by then-leader Pinky Thompson because Pinky was "sick of the lying, face-changing son of a bitch." So maybe unlikely, but very possible for Deacon to have been in the Capital Wasteland during the entirety of the events of Fallout 3. Though this pretty much kills the idea that Deacon was the Lone Wanderer, that’s a headcanon i love and probably one that I want to do something with in the future. 

He also seems to have quite a history with the Brotherhood of Steel and seems familiar with them and their actions in the Capital Wasteland, going to far as to say that they did good work in the Capital. Not only that, but he mentions “Code Violet”, part of Harkness’ override code from Fallout 3. It’s possible that Deacon could’ve been a runner for escaped synths heading for the Capital Wasteland sometime around 2277, which could be why he’s so knowledgeable about Capital-era Brotherhood and President Eden. 

Deacon talks about winning something from Robert House in a poker game while chatting with Deezer in Covenant. (1:26) Also interesting to note - he mentions “Being a soldier in the west” (17:43) at one point, hinting to possible involvement with the NCR (or possibly with the Western chapter of the Brotherhood). 

of course it’s possible that Deacon is bullshitting. He’s a liar. even if he doesn’t have a “reason” to lie, that doesn’t make every random word that comes out of his mouth the truth. simply - this man knows a lot. Knows things that, arguably, he shouldn’t or would be very hard for him to learn without some dedicated poking around. 

in conclusion? 

is there more? most definitely. what does this mean? well...not really anything. part of why i believe that his idle voice lines are more truthful than anything he says during his affinity conversations is because during those conversations, a lot of the time, he’s lying to try and prove a point. 

"But I had a point here. A lesson, if you will. There're other organizations out there. And, in time, I'm sure they're going to spoon-feed you their own patented form of bullshit. Ignore the verbage and look at what they're doing. What they're asking you to do. What sort of world they'd have you build and how they're going to pay for it."

I believe a lot of Deacon’s lies are meant for himself. To run from himself, to comfort himself, or simply because he doesn’t want to be affiliated with the man he was when he was younger. To me, his idle lines are him “thinking out loud”. Grumbling because the Sole Survivor dragged him into an irradiated hell hole, or freaked out because they’re standing on top of Trinity Tower and by god, he can feel the building swaying. 

Maybe his honesty is completely on accident. Maybe he’s just hinting at a personal life with a max affinity Sole Survivor because this person is his best friend and despite everything he’s ever tried to teach himself, he trusts this person. Or maybe it isn’t honesty at all, and he’s just bullshitting to bullshit. It’s impossible to know for sure. 

Either way, we’ll never truly know the real Deacon. 

[bakugohoex]

“we’re you two...from the future”

pairing: katsuki bakugo x female reader

cw: language, violence, fluff

word count: 3800+

a/n: umm sorry for not posting requests, im getting through them all, so hopefully they’ll all be done by the end of the month

summary: in which you and bakugo sneak out intending to go see some stars but are met with the unlikliest of people, explaining their situation, you end up fighting alongside them, and realising just how far your relationship will go with the blond

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You laid sprawled against Bakugo, his finger flicking through Tiktok which you had forced him to get. One hand playing in your hair whilst he did so, you were reading some manga that had come out for your favourite series. It was a peaceful mood between the two of you, no shouting, no anger just the sound of the soft music playing from your speakers and the Tiktok sounds off of Bakugo.

His rough hands felt warm in your hair, massaging the scalp occasionally which gave you a burst of love. He looked down dropping his phone to the side as he watched you read. The way your eyes would crease when a serious panel was occurring or loosen when something more joyful happened.

“Stop staring, it’s creepy.” You muttered playfully.

He scowled at you, letting go of your hair and moving his legs to make you fall on the bed. “That’s what you get for calling me creepy.”

Chuckling at the boy you drop the manga to the side, moving back between his legs as you rested your head against his chest. He wrapped his hands around your waist and put his chin on top of your head as he let you on his phone.

The boy who had no apps and only cared about the health one. It worried you and forcing him to get Tiktok had made him hate his phone even more due to spending a whole night just scrolling without realising.

“I heard there’s a new exhibition opening up tonight, we should sneak out and go.” Your soft voice contrasted his much louder one. It was angelic almost feeling like he was around an unearthly presence when you were around.

He raises an eyebrow at the thought, “if it’s another shitty exhibition then were not going.”

“It’s not, they’re doing a midnight watch the stars thing.” He smiled watching you try to find the article but unable to. The photo on his home screen reminding him of how much he actually did love spending time with you.

Another late-night outing to get ice cream and it was a photo of the both of you watching the sunset. It was cute enough, but he’d hate if anybody saw it and tarnished his reputation as confident and independent which you’d often refer to as being a dick.

“Yeah, yeah we’ll go then.” He sounded bored of the situation, but you knew him better than anybody through the unamusement he was melting inside. He would get to watch the stars with his love, and he wouldn’t have to worry about anything else.

Midnight arises quicker than usual, Bakugo was normally asleep by 8pm so nobody bothered to question him leaving early. And you, well he’d probably want you beside him, so nobody questioned that either.

Instead you were met by the balcony, Bakugo’s arms around you as you wrapped your arms around his neck. You both had done this too many times to count, you guessed Aizawa knew and didn’t care. As long as you two came back safe than everything would be fine.

The fall from the balcony sent a rush of wind through your hair as Bakugo’s quirk activated and you felt yourself in the air. He had gotten used to using his quirk to fly and was able to do it with a lot more ease and precision. If you let, go you’d be a goner and he’d probably have to save you.

Seeing his lips twitch he was trying to suppress a smile but instead he stayed stoic as usual. Inside his heart was aching at how you looked in the air. It was his favourite time with you, the way you looked so utterly magnificent in the air. It was a true sight for sore eyes for the blond.

Finally landing, you felt the ground under you wobbling a bit. Bakugo grabbed you which helped you a lot more than you realised. His arms holding you upright just as you two were outside the exhibition hall.

Seeing the line, he sees your bright smile and heavy breaths through the air. “i want a good seat.” You take his hand dragging him towards the line as you both stood and waiting in line.

You could hear the line shuffle before hearing a familiar voice behind you. “Baby, we always miss the midnight showings, come on whilst we’re here.”

It sounded too familiar even, like it was your own. You were about to turn around to see but felt Bakugo drag you forward. The voice ringed through your head, it could’ve just been your imagination, but it was weird. It felt like an echo of the future.

The hall was almost empty, a lot more people had bought tickets to the other exhibitions rather than the planetarium one which made it a lot better for the two of you. Underneath the stars alone would be perfect especially if Bakugo could freely watch you as well.

“Two tickets to the planetarium.” Bakugo had already bought the tickets inside but the sound of the same voice again was heard. Trying to look back to see, people had begun crowding around to get other essentials, mostly food. The person was no longer visible, and you turned to face Bakugo.

“What’s wrong?” He crossed his arms waiting for an answer.

“I keep hearing someone, she...she sounds like me.” He comes closer giving you a look before hugging you.

“It’s probably your imagination, it’s late that’s why, come on dumbass.” He let’s go of you right at the end of his talk and takes your hand. Kissing the back to bring some comfort.

You both walk in seeing an almost empty room. It was midnight on a Tuesday you didn’t really expect a lot of people but nobody really.

Both you and Bakugo sat on the back row. It was the perfect sear for him to watch the stars but also see how beautiful you looked under the white light. The sound of more people coming brought relief that this event would still occur. Bakugo’s hand rested on top of yours he watched out how there was only natural light from outside but even then, the moon did little against the darkness.

“Just sit down, we can’t be worrying about seats.” You heard the voice again and this time it seemed closer than usual, almost next to you.

Bakugo’s thumb rubbed circles on the back of your hand. A comfort but as you turned to finally meet the woman you were met with a heavy shock. A scream belched through the room, everybody had gone silent, Bakugo in an instant was up ready to fight whoever it was.

“Bakugo.” The two of you shouted, the woman in front of you looked at you with cares as you looked back at her. The same eyes, same nose, same mouth, hell even the hair was a bit longer for her, but it was there. And the voice, the same shout for your loves.

“Y/n.” This time the two guys who had been standing up ready to see what had happened had spoken and this time a confusion settled between the four of you.

“Outside now.” The blond said, it sounded exactly like your Bakugo but didn’t. Rougher around the edges an even deeper voice. But it couldn’t be, the two had gotten up scurrying outside and you followed.

Apologising to the others as you left, the opened the doors again and were met with the inside of the yellow lamps. It helped to see better and this time you and Bakugo had a full view of the two.

Your eyes widened at her, the hero costume exactly like yours but more seductive, professional even was around her. She stared back at you, the younger her, the one who hadn’t experienced what was to come.

The two men stood in front of each other, Bakugo’s winter outfit on the much taller man. You had remained the same height, but it seemed Bakugo had grown to over 6ft and his much smaller self looked with a snarl. But even then, he looked the same, the same look of disgust, the piercing scarlet eyes along with the same hero costume. He may look more built and even more intimidating but having her beside him making him look almost sweet like a lost puppy and she was his master.  

“It can’t be.” You whispered out.

“Oh but it is.” The woman spoke out, “i missed that ugly haircut you used to have.”

She had said it to Bakugo’s older self who remarked back a scowl and crossed arms, something your own was doing himself, “I grew out of the Pomeranian look dumbass.”

“What the fuck shitty woman? Fucking explain what this is.” Bakugo growled, he was annoyed and confused two emotions he hated being.

You went to grab his hand and he became a lot more settled at that touch. “Did i really only settle down if you were there?” The older Bakugo muttered, he had more of an undercut but even then, you could tell it was Bakugo.

“Yeah, you were a pussy back then.” The older him glared at her, she glared back but even then, he softly pushed her to the side. “Fucking twat.”

“Don’t fucking swear in front of kids.” You and Bakugo stood in confusion at the squabble going on between the older versions of yourself.

“If you hurt me ill wake up from this horrible nightmare.” You kept whispering but even then, it was real.

The two-stop fighting and looked back at the both of you. “Let’s get ice cream, you’re paying.” She pointed at the version of Bakugo before taking your hand. “We have so much to explain.”

“Her younger self was so much better why’d she have to fucking grow up.” The older version spoke with a pissed off tone, he watched the two walk away before looking at his younger self. “The hair was shit, kid.”

“What the fuck, shut up old man, and stop talking about my girlfriend like that.” Your Bakugo remarked back, always the hot head.

The ice cream shop was only a few minutes away and both the older versions of yourself went to order. “Katsuki, what the fuck is happening?”

“They’re us Y/n.”

You pushed his arm which went back around the back of the booth. It skimmed back and forth onto your shoulder as you leaned into his side. “Way to state the obvious.”

“They could be villains, who have some sort of transformation quirk, whatever it is, the first sign of danger I’ll kill them.” Bakugo looked outside, he felt your soft fingers on his thigh out of reassurance that he was real.

The two came back with a tray of both your favourite ice cream. “We did like this when we were kids right?” She said to her Bakugo, he shrugged picking the ice cream and taking a bite of it.

“Who are you two?” You questioned taking the ice cream and mixing it with your plastic spoon to become softer. You watched the older version do the exact same thing and knew it couldn’t have been a villain.

“Younger you sure was fucking unaware.” The older Bakugo spoke a loud.

“Don’t be a twat.” She hit his arm, making him wrap his arm around her as well.

It was like an exact copy of you two on each side and it felt eerie. “We need proof you ain’t villains, if you are, I’ll kill you both.”

“We understand that but let us explain what happened first Katsuki.” She spoke his name with the same love and ease, it felt too familiar to him, like he had heard it so many times before.

You nod starting to lick at the spoon as you waited to hear, “quick version, we were trying to catch this villain, he has a quirk that can send people back in time, and the fucking asshole sent us back in time.”

You smiled at the older boy, how similar Bakugo remained in the future. How he still had the same look of disgust but when looking at you, he saw hope and love. “That’s a shitty explanation.” She continued, “he sends people back in time and follows them to kill their past self to create a loophole.” She plays with the spoon taking a hesitant pause, “we’re you two...from the future.”

“You two idiots got caught.” Bakugo began laughing as if he was making fun of your classmates before he realised. “Wa...” Bakugo kicked under the table at his older self, “you got fucking caught you dumbass.”

“It’s fine, it only lasts an hour, that’s why normally those who get sent back come back to their time but then begin to disintegrate as there younger selves died.”

“We would’ve heard about these cases.” You were confused at how this hadn’t been mainstream news.

“With no culprit, it won’t make the headlines.” She licked the spoon before setting the container onto the table. “Any questions?”

“I don’t believe I’d be that much of a dumbass to get caught, prove you’re us.” Bakugo proposed, his hands had been playing in your hair and he really wanted to imagine this was some kind of dream he was in.

“God kids are fucking annoying, remind me to never give you one.”

“He’s you.” You and your older self-speak in unison and the look of horror at the angry boy in front of him was something else.

“You better not get her pregnant at...” Bakugo mutters seeing your older self, he sees the beauty you retain. How you look like a goddess to him and how you always still remain his love.

“26.” She says smiling happily.

“Are you two married?” You ask, hoping something had occurred by now.

She goes through her pockets, the boy next to her doing the same before finding what she’s looking for. A silver band with a crystal in the middle. it was beautiful, Bakugo’s own having something inscribed on it.

“Engaged.” She shows the ring to you on her finger, it fitted her finger perfectly. Your fingers perfectly. Your Bakugo looked at the sight, he had gotten the courage to do it, to make you permanently his. You both would last forever.

Bakugo coughs to try and get out of his happiness and go back to his angry self. “Go on then, ask us the shitty questions?”

“Why were you at that event?”

His older self looking at her before rolling his eyes leaning back on the booth, “her and her obsession with the stars.”

“We had to time to kill.” She elbows his side making him give a glare to the woman. Not his normal disgusted one but one that you all knew he was joking and mocking the woman.

“What are you both in the Hero Charts?” That was the question Bakugo really cared about; he didn’t need proof anymore he just wanted to know if he made it to the top.

“I’m 5th and umm, Suki...” She let him speak, you were happy to be in the top ten that was an achievement, but you could tell the words that would come out of his older self would not be happy ones.

Before any words could come out the sound of lightening sprung out through the street. “It can’t be, he said he wouldn’t bother killing our younger selves why is he here?” She said seeing the man in the dark black cloak. “He said he just needed us gone for an hour, why is he here?”

“He’s the asshole who sent you back, let’s go capture him then.” Your Bakugo got up and but was stopped by himself.

“You’re a child, I’m not letting myself go out there and die.”

“Let go of me old man.” The tension between the two was thick enough to cut through. But there were bigger issues at hand here. The sound of the villain prowling the street, a menace ready to attack.

“You two are staying fucking put.” Bakugo’s older self-looked tired, it was in his eyes, you could see it, the years getting to the pro hero but at the sight of your older self running out, he followed.

Bakugo tried to get up but you put your arm out to stop him, “wait.”

“Y/n, I’m not letting our future selves die out there.” He grumbled swatting your hand away.

“I want to see how they work together, how we work together.” Of course you and Bakugo had fought alongside each other, but watching them, it would show the progress, your aim and how far you had gotten.

“Hiding your younger selves won’t help you both.” The villain remarked, his hand in the ready with a knife.

She grabbed a hold of him with her quirk smashing him into a wall. The way he indented the wall showed you the sheer amount of strength you had with your quirk. Your ability to not only move him with your hand but also put enough force onto the wall to break around him.

Bakugo’s hands turned yellow, you could almost see the power seethe from him, your own looking at himself, watching intentively at how his explosions had become bigger and bigger in his palm. Even without the gauntlets he had power, an excessive amount that fuelled his rage. He began to attack whilst she remained on defence, but the villain just skimmed past the explosion charging at her.

She grabbed the discarded bricks from the floor bringing your hands up to make them float and tried to encase him, but his pure strength outweighed her own as you could see him nearing her through the window. You ran out, Bakugo running with you as the four of you stood. “I told you to brats to stay inside.” His older version shouted, fire fulling him as he attacked the man who neared you. Your own allowed his quirk to activate and this in turn led to fire and explosions burning the street at how both tried to stop the villain.

You ran up to the older woman, she looked at you with care, “I’m going to teach you something.” She grabbed your hands, and you could feel a warmth from between your fingers. “Think of the rubble, the discarding bricks, anything that has broken off Y/n.”

You did so staring into her eyes, the pools of depth seeping out as she spoke with such confidence. “Keep thinking about it.” You did, thinking of the fallen rubble and discarded bricks and when you opened your eyes, it was up in the air. Both your quirks coming together to allow for it all to surround you both. You both saw the two boys hit the villain missing the reckless knife and knew that the villain was out of breathe from the force of it all.

But now there was you two, and in an instant, she shouted at you, “push it all onto him.” You followed through, everything felt heavy under the movement of your fingers, you could see her own becoming ashy and scarred but she kept a hold of the majority of the weight. You felt the weight of it all and as you pushed it onto the villain, Bakugo’s older self grabbing him to move out of the way. The villain became trapped onto the wall, the two boys came up to you both as they both went to their respective partner. “Are you okay?”

It was in unison and they both grabbed your hands, the ash and spilt skin between your fingers was evident. The action was the same and you knew it would never change, your older self turned to face you both as she glared. “You shouldn’t have come out but thank you.”

“You both did okay, it doesn’t mean anything though, you’ve both got far to go.”

“Shut it old man.” Your Bakugo grinned out, his arm around your shoulder lazily.

His older self tilted his head back in a chuckle before grabbing her hand. “We’re running out of time.”

“But we still have so many questions.” You were hesitant to ask before but now working alongside the two pro heroes you wanted to know more.

“We’ve got two minutes make it fast.” They both walked towards the villain, grabbing the unconscious body from the side. The excessive heat from both the Bakugo’s had caused fires and you could hear the police and heroes come to see the scuffle. Walking into an alleyway, you both stood in front of your selves.

“I guess I only have one question.” You looked at Bakugo and he looked back at you, his hand resting on your shoulder bringing warmth to you.

“Are we happy?” Bakugo held you tighter and the two smiled at you.

His older self began talking, kicking the villain to make him shut up. “There’s ups and down, a lot more to come but we’re happy, aren’t we?”

“We are.” He smiles at her, love in his eyes, even after 10 years of being together there was still love and adoration for her. It was something Bakugo had for you, but it had intensified along the years. It was almost too beautiful, there eyes on one another, how perfectly they fit together, it was perfect.

“Well I guess this is goodbye, have fun and…” You trailed off as Bakugo’s older self interrupted.

“Don’t do anything stupid, and wear a con…” Before he could finish the three disappeared and you and Bakugo were left alone in the alleyway. A confusion between the two of you as you both walked out of the alleyway.

“That was weird.” You muttered grabbing the boys palms.

“You’ve got that right, stupid old man bossing us about.”

“Did you just indirectly call yourself stupid?” You laughed as he rolled his eyes.

“Whatever at least I know your mine forever now.” He spoke softer, something he did when around you as you both walked through the street. The darkness around you as you had walked the opposite direction of where the fire had occurred.

“You’re such a sap.” You chuckled tilting your head backwards, he saw how strong you’d become, and it lightened a fire in how you both were so utterly in love, a perfect pro hero couple.

He held your hand tighter giving a glare, “you’re the fucking sap, baby.”

“Let’s watch the stars.” You hummed having ignored the comment and dragging him up the hill where you could lay on the grass and look right up to the sky.

“Yeah, yeah.” He held your hand tighter before you dropped to the ground and he sat beside you. You laid down looking at that the speckles of white throughout the hues of black and blue. A sight to the say the least and as you stared at the sky all he could do was stare at you. His girl, his love, his future.

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[beauty-and-passion]

My True Identity: foreshadowing and cruel irony

I promised this analysis long ago. I promised I would have finally started the rewatch.

And here I am. After all this time, it's finally rewatch time.

Before proceeding with this, let me clarify a couple points:

These analyses won't have a clear schedule. As you know, some episodes take a lot of time, while others are much simpler and/or shorter. I will just post every time I finish an analysis.

Not all episodes might be worth an analysis. Some might be fused into one post, others might be completely ignored. That doesn’t mean they’re useless, but only that I personally have nothing to say about them.

For now, I don't plan to talk about episodes I talked about, like DWIT and POF. But who knows, maybe there will be something else to add, when I'll come back to them? Still, for now don't expect anything new for these two episodes.

These are all my personal thoughts, so I could be completely wrong about everything. If you disagree/agree/want to add something, please feel free to do it.

As always, I might talk about all sorts of themes, so read at your own risk.

And now, let's begin.

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An unclear plan

When he looked back at the first episode of what would've become Sanders Sides, Thomas himself admitted he had no clear plan about what he wanted to do. Would he film just a bunch of vlogs with these characters taken from his Vines? Would he do silly, funny sketches and talk about some random theme every time? He had no idea.

And this episode shows it: it really looks more like a simple, light-hearted vlog with funny characters, rather than what it would've become.

And this is probably what makes it a very intriguing start. Looking at it in retrospect, you can find a lot of stuff. You can see a lot of cruel irony, considering what these characters are saying and who is saying what. You can see a lot of points that will actually be discussed throughout the series. And you can even notice a lot of foreshadowing.

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The main point of Sanders Sides

[Thomas]: Do I really know myself as well as I should? (...)  I need to have a sit-down with myself, figure myself out, and maybe come to a better understanding that we all could learn from! Let’s do this!

This first episode might not take the future developments of the series into consideration, but the main point was still here.

Thomas doesn't know himself well enough. There's a lot he has to figure out. He needs to talk with himself and learn more.

Considering who are the last two sides Thomas learned about, this is just adorable. Look at this young Thomas, so cute and naive, thinking: "Oh yes, I will learn more about myself and it will all be fun and games! :DDD". So adorable, he has no idea what the future has in store for him.

This also connects to another point I mentioned in my analysis about the Dark Sides: before starting the series, Thomas didn't know his sides well enough. And we can see it in the way they interact between them and with Thomas.

For example, this part:

[Morality]: And no matter what, no one knows you better than yourself. Am I right, Tony? [Thomas]: Not my name. [Morality]: Then what is it?

I know it was a joke, but it was also a confirmation. Not even his own heart knows him well. Thomas never truly spoke with his sides - and they never truly spoke between them. They've always played a role - the teacher, the prince, the dad. Now they can start knowing each other.

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Possible foreshadowing about Roman's arc

[Thomas]: Like, okay, relationships (...) where do I stand in those regards? [Princey]: I have a pretty ideal vision of love... There's someone out there for me... One true love... [Logic]: But you tend to overthink things, rule out possibilities with logic, dream up obstacles with each new connection you make... [Thomas]: And that when the anxiety kicks in. Maybe that’s why I haven’t found a person for me yet.

Oh boy, I can feel the last episodes and Asides looming over me.

Let's analyze each part of this conversation:

1) Thomas (and Roman) has a pretty ideal vision of love. One true love waiting for him. And now, guess what? Thomas is in love with Nico. And we all remember how Roman welcomed the idea of this new love in their lives.

[Roman]: I so... SO badly want this. I- I'm desperate for it...

And also how amazed he was, when they came back home:

[Roman]: A POET! To top it all off, he's a poet!

Considering the above premises, would it be so difficult for Roman to start idealizing this relationship with Nico? To consider Nico the “one true love” he talked about? To put him on a pedestal and, at the same time, search inside him all the characteristics the one true love should have?

This could lead to a very interesting possibility: Thomas putting Nico under the pressure of being his perfect man, to have all those characteristics his dreamy, romantic side wants to see. All while considering him incredibly perfect to the point of becoming inhuman.

All of this could end up only one way: scaring Nico. Maybe to the point of driving him away from Thomas.

2) Thomas overthinks, “rule out possibilities with logic” and dreams up obstacles. Could this also be a possible foreshadowing?

At the end of FWSA, when Thomas asked if they were ready for this relationship, Virgil stopped smiling, all while the camera slowly zoomed on him. The message was clear: Virgil isn’t ready for a change yet.

So we have Roman, who sees Nico as the perfect, ideal man of his dreams. And we have Virgil, afraid of changes, overthinker by nature and prone to self-deprecation.

The ingredients are all here: it is very possible that Thomas/Roman will put Nico on a pedestal and, the moment Nico is scared by Roman's adoration, Virgil starts to freak out and to talk bad about himself, because why someone so perfect and dreamy like Nico would ever love someone like Thomas?

This could potentially lead to a heated confrontation between Virgil and Roman that could be the metaphorical last nail on the coffin: Roman is already hurt because Patton sided with Janus. Nico drifting away from Thomas and Virgil's self-deprecation might convince him that yes, Thomas is truly bad and unworthy of love like Virgil says. He himself is bad and unworthy because he's not the perfect Creativity he should be.

And this can be a great starting point for his character arc.

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OH THE IRONY part 1: no one learned anything (yet)

[Morality]: But that’s okay. The important thing to keep in mind is nobody’s perfect. Everyone comes with their own flaws. [Thomas]: Including me. [Princey]: Yes, someone will accept us, flaws and all. Until that day, I shall learn to love... myself. 

Oh hey, look: the end of POF and Roman who still hasn't learnt nothing.

Jokes aside, I love how Patton is the one who says that everybody has flaws, but he excludes Thomas. It's Thomas himself who says he has flaws as well.

Doesn't that remind you of anything? Like this moment in SvS?

[Patton]: Well... Nobody's perfect... Except for Thomas! He loves his friends!

Patton saw Thomas as perfect and pure from the start. I love this, because it's very subtle and you don't notice it - until the events of SvS and POF.

But while Patton is finally learning (after almost 30 episodes) that Thomas isn't perfect, Roman is still very far from his goal of loving himself.

That's probably why he needs a romance this much: by focusing on someone else, he can easily ignore how much he doesn't like himself and his flaws.

And hey, I can even guess the name of these "flaws" he doesn't like so much.

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These words are not foreshadowing at all

[Logic]: Um... Are we bringing up flaws now? Because if so, get ready to take a lot of notes. [Thomas]: Oh, uh... [Logic]: -continuing- Okay, you ready? Here we go. You procrastinate A LOT. [Morality]: You can be a bit selfish with your food and your other belongings... [Princey]: You’re definitely not the most adventurous person... [Thomas]: Okay, maybe this was a bad idea if I'm supposed to be learning to love myself. [Logic]: Ah, but remember, everyone has flaws.

Let's not forget that Thomas still had no clear plan, while filming this episode. This was supposed to be just a vlog.

But look at how the universe made these characters say these things. Look at dear sweet Patton, bringing up Thomas’ selfishness. How cute, he really has no idea what episodes are waiting for him.

And Roman brings up Thomas’ fear of changes. Awww, how cute, he has NO IDEA of the guy that will become his worst nightmare and his bestie at the same time <3

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OH THE IRONY part 2: just look who's talking

[Morality]: Well, it’s important to be nice to ourselves and cut ourselves some slack every once in a while... [Princey]: Wouldn’t want to be our own villain, would we?

LOOK WHO’S TALKING.

Just look at the absolute irony of Mr. Selflessness talking about the importance of being nice to ourselves. Mr. Thomas-Should-Be-A-Martyr saying that cutting us some slack is good.

All while Mr. I-Thought-I-Was-Your-Hero tells us that we don’t want to be our own villain, right? Right?

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Three fundamental questions

[Princey]: Well, what do you wish to look for in a relationship? What are you hoping to gain from having another person in your life? [Thomas]: Um... I don’t know. Someone who’s a nice compliment to me... someone who wants a long stable relationship... someone who indulges in the same sense of humor, and um... someone who can binge-watch cartoons with me.

This might be considered another foreshadowing of Thomas and Nico's relationship - maybe even the solution of the drama that will take place, after Roman and Virgil's fight we suggested before. The best solution: not putting Nico on a pedestal and seeing him as the perfect man, but appreciating him for who he is, for the normal guy he is - a guy Thomas loves and nothing else.

[Logic]: With everything you've learned, what do you wish to do with your education? [Thomas]: Ooh... I am not sure... I’d love to figure out ways to help the environment. Science was always my strong point and I love chemistry.

As I said multiple times, I think Thomas' decision to leave chemical engineering and become an actor will play a huge role in Logan's arc. And this question slighty hints at this.

At this point in time, Thomas still wants to use his education in a fruitful way. He still wants to use science, it's still his main goal. Doing silly videos is just an addition. "A good start", as he said:

[Thomas]: I think just being able to put out silly light-hearted content into the world is kind of a good start. It makes me really happy to do that. [Logic]: Well there you go. A good foundation.

And that's how Logan considers it as well: just a foundation. Not something that will take a huge part of Thomas' life. These videos are just a start.

This explains his reactions in the following episodes, especially how much he insisted on Thomas having a real job: after all, these videos are not something serious. Why focusing so much on them?

This could potentially be the starting point of Logan's increasing frustration and the reason of his final snap in season 3, that would also start his character arc.

But Patton’s question is what really surprises me:

[Morality]: What positive impacts do you inevitably hope to bring to this world?

Not only this screams POF, but it shows something for the first time: that Patton is silly, but he’s also clever. He’s not a complete idiot. He likes to be silly, he IS silly, but this question proves he's a lot more mature than he seems.

And if you think this is just a one-time thing, don't worry, we'll see it again in the future.

Is this a foreshadowing of my next analysis? Well, the episode was all foreshadowing, why can't I foreshadow something as well? ;)

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Jungkook and His Cover Songs: Is “10000 Hours” about Jimin?

Disclaimer: The following post includes theories, lyric and numeric analysis, plus my personal opinions, so please don’t take anything seriously. I’m too lazy to upload photos and videos for the moments I mentioned here, but I’m sure you know about them all. Any Jikooker must know. And I’m not Korean or a Korean culture expert, I just know as much as any Stan Twitter ARMY knows about their culture.

Anyone?

Maybe one of the biggest Jikook moments of 2021 so far, is where Jimin jumped into Jungkook’s hug, in Lee Hyun’s Vlog. But the other moment on that Vlog was even more significant; Jungkook was singing “Anyone” from Justin Bieber’s new album, and Jimin was harmonizing with him while holding on his shirt. I don’t want to mention their interview moment singing “Peaches” because I know this song is super popular in South Korea right now and somehow it doesn’t count as a moment. But it’s safe to say that Jikook has something special with his songs, and JK in particular always was invested in him. 

JK & JB

The reason behind Jungkook’s devotion to Justin Bieber was always a big question for me, and I got my answer not long time ago. Jungkook’s playlist for Melon Radio Station included a song from JB’s new album named “Lonely”. This is one of the most personal songs any artist can ever make, and JK recommended it to his audience. Here are the lyrics of “Lonely” by Justin Bieber:

Everybody knows my name now

But somethin' 'bout it still feels strange

Like lookin' in a mirror, tryna steady yourself

And seein' somebody else

And everything is not the same now

It feels like all our lives have changed

Maybe when I'm older, it'll all calm down

But it's killin' me now

What if you had it all, but nobody to call?

Maybe then you'd know me

'Cause I've had everything

But no one's listening

And that's just lonely

I'm so lonely, lonely

Everybody knows my past now

Like my house was always made of glass

And maybe that's the price you pay

For the money and fame at an early age

And everybody saw me sick

And it felt like no one gave

They criticized the things I did as an idiot kid

What if you had it all, but nobody to call?

Maybe then you'd know me

'Cause I've had everything

But no one's listening

And that's just lonely

These lyrics made me think of one specific thing, the thing that JK and JB have in common: They started their careers at a very young age, and their lives have been under the scrutiny of so many people. These people judged and criticized them but never tried to understand them. The lyrics are straightforward and leave no place for interpretation. By recommending this song, JK showed that he had (and probably still has) the same experiences in his life, and I think the reason he recommends or covers JB’s songs more than any other artist is that he has many things in common with him, and feels connected to his songs. 

This can lead us to another theory: By covering a Justin Bieber song, Jungkook shares something about himself with us, something that he can’t express directly.

Jungkook is interested in JB’s songs, but he is not the only one. As I said earlier in this post, Jimin shares the same taste with Jungkook, and my receipt is not just that “Anyone” or “Peaches” harmonizing moments, but also Jimin’s Spotify playlists. Since 2017 (or earlier, I’m not sure about this part) he has added some JB songs to his official playlist, and even his current playlist (July 2021) has two JB songs. And also let’s not forget the fact that Jikook as a subunit started in 2014 with a JB cover. Yes, I’m talking about “Mistletoe” and as you may know, Jimin translated the lyrics of this song to Korean. 

10000 Hours

Nearly 700 words and I haven’t started yet! The subject of this post was supposed to be the connections between “10000 hours” cover and Jikook but this prelude was necessary to clarify all the aspects of the topic and we find out how JB is special for JK and Jimin and how they (especially Jungkook) feel connected to him. Anyways, back to 10000 hours:

Dan + Shay and Justin Bieber released this Grammy winner song in October 2019. Here are the lyrics: 

Do you love the rain, does it make you dance

When you're drunk with your friends at a party

What's your favorite song, does it make you smile

Do you think of me?

When you close your eyes, tell me, what are you dreamin'?

Everything, I wanna know it all

I'd spend ten thousand hours and ten thousand more

Oh, if that's what it takes to learn that sweet heart of yours

And I might never get there, but I'm gonna try

If it's ten thousand hours or the rest of my life

I'm gonna love you

Do you miss the road that you grew up on?

Did you get your middle name from your grandma?

When you think about your forever now, do you think of me?

When you close your eyes, tell me, what are you dreamin'?

Everything, I wanna know it all

I'd spend ten thousand hours and ten thousand more

Oh, if that's what it takes to learn that sweet heart of yours

And I might never get there, but I'm gonna try

If it's ten thousand hours or the rest of my life

I'm gonna love you

Ooh, want the good and the bad and everything in between

Ooh, gotta cure my curiosity

Ooh, yeah

I'd spend ten thousand hours and ten thousand more

Oh, if that's what it takes to learn that

Sweet heart of yours

And I might never get there, but I'm gonna try

If it's ten thousand hours or the rest of my life

I'm gonna love you

And I'm gonna love you

As you can see, the lyrics are 100% romantic, and the singers including JB, have dedicated this song to their lovers. Also, their girlfriends/wives have a cameo in the MV, which leaves no place for speculation for the context of the song: Even though the uncertainties always exist and no one knows about the future, our love is strong and will stay strong regardless of time. 

The Cover and the Theories

Nearly one year later, on July 28th, 2020, Jungkook surprised ARMYs with a short video he tweeted at 11:56 AM. That video was a 49 seconds cover of 10000 hours. A few minutes later, he deleted the tweet (apparently with the advertisement excuses, because it was tweeted from an iPhone and they have a contract with Samsung). Later that night, Jungkook released the full version on Sound Cloud and tweeted the link at 11:47 PM. 

Jikookers discovered numerous theories that day about the times of both tweets; if you add the digits of the time, the result is “13” for both tweets 1+1+4+7=13, 1+1+5+6=13, and as you already know “13” is Jikook’s magic number. Also, the first video he tweeted was 49 seconds and 4+9=13. But in my opinion, this theory is not strong. I know that numerology is very popular in Korean culture but still, all of this can be coincidences, but the other things I’m going to bring up are most likely not. 

28th July 2020 was the 7th anniversary of the first Jikook selca posted after debut. This also might be a coincidence and to be honest, it cannot be a strong link to make a connection with Jikook, but worths sharing. 

The next thing that many Jikookers also pointed out, was related to the title of the song. The lyrics say “10000 hours and 10000 more” and 20000 hours after the 28th of July is 8th November 2022. As you may know. Jikookers believe November 8th is a significant date for Jikook. I believe this can be a coincidence either, and it’s very unlikely of Jungkook to do such calculations (Koreans are interested in numbers when it comes to days and dates, but counting hours is not usual in any culture. Other than that, I’m still doubtful about the origins of the November 8th theory because we have nothing other than two tweets and G.C.F Tokyo release date and their hotel room in Tokyo which still can be coincidental). But I don’t deny these theories because even as a coincidence, it’s still very interesting. 

And the next theory is connected to the “Red Moon”. On 27th July 2018, a total lunar eclipse happened all over the world, which became known as the red moon. At that time, BTS were in Malta, and on the same night, Jikook were watching the red moon on a boat. They shared plenty of photos and videos of that moment and I’m sure as a Jikooker you have seen them all and you know that night had a very romantic mood (BigHit words, not mine) for Jikook. So, a second anniversary for that night and the day after that night can be a significant date to release a very romantic cover. Is this a coincidence too? I think we had many of them already.

And last but not least is something connected to Korean culture. You probably know that 1000 days anniversaries are very important for Koreans and they celebrate them along with real anniversaries of the important dates in their lives. And guess what? 27th July 2020 is 1000 days after 31 October 2017. This day is the day Jikook’s travel to Tokyo ended and they posted their couply mirror selca on Twitter with flower bouquet emoji. Despite the one-day difference (the same case for the red moon anniversary), this is not a minor event or small coincidence. I believe Jungkook posted “10000 hour” cover for this reason and based on this, the other theories I mentioned earlier can be true either. 

The lyrics hit different if you read them again, after knowing this fact. Right? I don’t want to make this post much longer but before wrapping up, I want to talk about the lyrics of “Anyone” by JB (the song Jikook were harmonizing in Lee Hyun’s Vlog):

Dance with me under the diamonds

See me like breath in the cold

Sleep with me here in the silence

Come kiss me, silver and gold

You say that I won't lose you

But you can't predict the future

So, just hold on like you will never let go

Yeah, if you ever move on without me

I need to make sure you know that

You are the only one I'll ever love

(I gotta tell ya, gotta tell ya)

Yeah, you, if it's not you, it's not anyone

(I gotta tell ya, gotta tell ya)

Looking back on my life

You're the only good I've ever done (ever done)

Yeah, you, if it's not you, it's not anyone (anyone)

Not anyone

Forever's not enough time to (oh)

Love you the way that I want (love you the way that I want)

'Cause every morning I find you (oh)

I fear the day that I don't

You say that I won't lose you

But you can't predict the future

'Cause certain things are out of our control

Yeah, if you ever move on without me

I need to make sure you know that

You are the only one I'll ever love

Only one (I gotta tell ya, gotta tell ya)

Yeah, you, if it's not you it's not anyone

(I gotta tell ya, gotta tell ya)

Looking back on my life

You're the only good I've ever done (I've ever done)

Yeah, you, if it's not you, it's not anyone

It's not anyone, not anyone

Oh, oh, oh, oh

If it's not you, it's not anyone

Oh, oh, oh, yeah, whoa

Yeah, you are the only one I'll ever love

(I gotta tell ya, gotta tell ya)

Yeah, you, if it's not you, it's not anyone

(I gotta tell ya, gotta tell ya) gotta tell ya

Looking back on my life

You're the only good I've ever done (ever done, oh, yeah)

Yeah, you, if it's not you, it's not anyone

If you read the lyrics, you will notice that the context is very similar to “10000 hours”. It talks about the uncertainties of a beautiful love or in other words: No matter what the future brings to us, this love will last forever. 

This context of uncertainty and unknown future for a romance is a common concept in many of the songs Jungkook has covered and it’s not limited to the Justin Bieber covers he has done and maybe this concept can be the topic for my next analysis. 

[zzinvolterra]

I’ve read your post about the downsides of having powers and I loved it cause I always thought it couldn’t be that easy. Now I want to know the others!

I have a couple of ideas but I’d love to read your headcannons for Aro, Marcus, Edward, Alice, Jasper... I mean... everyone with a power.

Have a splendid day and be safe!

[previous post]

Thank you so much, you too!!

// mentions of panic attacks, anxiety attacks, sensory overload //

Aro

When he touches someone, he can read every though the person has ever had.

The possibilities.  I think the primary concern would be losing or mixing up his own memories with others’ thoughts.  He’s come into contact with vampires with millions of their own thoughts many times, and because of his memory, they’re all locked in there, perfectly preserved forever.  (Also, the criminals that he would be reading would likely have quite gruesome memories.)  So forgetting who he is, experiencing constant déjà vu and horrific flashbacks (that aren’t his... or are they?), and becoming overwhelmed to the point where he can’t function are all very possible.

Marcus

He sees the relationships or connections people have to one another.

I suppose Marcus could occasionally be overwhelmed, perhaps experiencing headaches when looking at a large coven.  (Also, there’s so much honesty in his gift, meaning in nearly every relationship he has, he knows exactly how they feel about him.  Which could be painful at times.)

Didyme

Aura of happiness, I guess. [not a quote]

Didyme emits an aura of happiness that seems unconscious and may have occurred to a lesser degree as a human.  Like I mentioned before with Chelsea, every relationship she’s had could have been affected by that.  (...including Didyme/Marcus - would their love be the same if she didn’t have her Ability?)  And depending on how much her gift affects a person, she could be sobbing (vampirically) and everyone else in the room would still be grinning and laughing euphorically.

Everyone else is under the cut!

Edward

Edward can read the thoughts of anyone in close proximity to him...

I just started MS, so I’m not quite sure how this is in canon, but I imagine it would be quite easy for Edward to become overwhelmed, especially as a newborn when he didn’t know how to block out voices.  He could also experience migraines.  Plus, in terms of how much he’s got bouncing around in his head, he’s like Aro Jr.  Not Good.

Alice

She can see into the future, although what she sees is based on decisions being made; thus, she must wait for a decision to be firmly rooted in the mind or acted upon, before she can see the end result.

Her visions send her into an almost catatonic state, and she sees them often enough that there must be quite a few of them preserved in her mind.  She exists on a different plane of reality, really, that must make it harder for her to connect with others.  Could definitely see her experiencing constant déjà vu (she’s just living to catch up to her next vision) as well as anxiety attacks from trying to avert every single possible disaster.

Jasper

Jasper has the ability to both feel and manipulate the emotions of those around him.

It seems like Jasper is constantly inundated with the emotions of others, including their thirst, so him experiencing sensory overload is definitely possible.  He’s also able to manipulate others with his gift, so unconsciously influencing someone could be a concern of his.

Bella

Her mind is impenetrable; no one can read her thoughts unless she allows it.  She can shield herself from all types of psychic attacks and learns to shield those around her.

I like to think that Bella feels a dampened down version of whatever she’s blocking, especially when she’s expanded her shield.  For example, she could feel a stinging sensation when Jane attempted to Pain™ them in BD.

Resume

She can show people her thoughts by touching their skin.  So far, no one has been able to block her talent.

Sounds scary, but okay.  Maybe showing other people her thoughts drains her energy?  (While we’re talking about her, I support the headcanon that Resume is like an immortal child in the way that she draws people in and encourages them to die for protect her.  Her Ability could increase that effect.)  There are also some weird parallels between her and Aro.

Zafrina

Zafrina has a strong illusory talent.  She can make her target see any illusion she wants, or see nothing at all.

Hmm.  I suppose for Zafrina, she could perhaps experience a diluted form of her own Ability when using it on others for an extended period of time.  I’m assuming that she has to concentrate on what she wants them to see, and maybe after a while, she starts seeing bits of it herself.  Or, her own vision could start growing dimmer as she exerts more energy.

Eleazar

He has the ability to sense the type and strength of gifted vampires’ talents.

Eleazar is like a gift metal detector.  Consequences could be that being around powerful gifts, or many at the same time, could overwhelm him.  For example, getting headaches when he was part of the Volturi or during the army witness gathering in BD.  (And I’m assuming Aro visits him semi-regularly, which is not an enviable position to be in.)

Kate

She has the power to cause a painful, electric shock-like jolt in anyone she touches.

I think with Kate, she could become drained, especially if she’s touching more than one person or using her Ability for an extended period of time.  And until she fine-tuned her control over her gift, she was probably shocking everybody and was afraid to touch those she loved in fear of hurting them.

Benjamin

He can influence the elements – water, earth, fire, and air.  He is able to physically manipulate the world around him with his will, similar to telekinetic.

Because of his power, Benjamin wasn’t allowed to leave the house for years, so yeah.  Downside of being the Avatar is everybody wants you.  Also, it seemed, at least in my opinion, that he doesn’t have the greatest control over his gift - meaning every time he uses it, it’s large and powerful.  In the BD (movie) vision, he creates a chasm... that’s deep enough to reach magma?  (Fault lines!!)  So if he were to ever lose that bit of control over his Ability, he would do a lot of damage.

Maggie

She is able to tell if a person is lying.

Maggie is compelled to point out lies, to the point where she can’t stop even when people become uncomfortable and punish her for needing to state the truth.  Therefore, hearing lies could hurt her, mentally or emotionally.  It could also be sort-of an obsession of hers to have everything be the “truth”.  (Do with this what you will - basically what I’m trying to say is that Maggie is unable to not point out lies.)

Siobhan?

Some suspect she can affect the outcome of a situation through willpower alone.

If she does have an Ability, I suppose it could be that the outcomes she causes have unintended side effects - a bit like how Alice attempts to manipulate events, but those new events bring new potential disasters.

James

He was a skilled tracker, able to sense in advance the most likely moves of his prey.

Demetri-ish?  Hyper-aware of his surroundings.

Victoria

She was exceptionally good at evading enemies.

She’s canonically good at hide-and-seek...?  To me, it seems like an Ability that was invented to explain why nobody could find her, but all right.  Perhaps a mix of Afton, hiding-wise (though she doesn’t turn invisible-ish), and Bella, evading-Demetri-wise.

Fred

He has the ability to make anyone feel physically repulsed.  He can use this ability to make someone unable to think of him for a period of time.

In “The Second Life of Bree Tanner”, it seems like Fred’s Ability is always active.  Perhaps gaining control of that power could be difficult because, until he does, he pushes everyone away...(Reneta-ish?)  Also, he’s called “Freaky Fred”.  Rude.

Raoul

He had a limited ability to make others view him as their leader.  It worked best on those who were directionless.

This is hard because it almost seems like Raoul is just exceptionally charismatic.  Potential scenario: if his directionless followers somehow found direction, he would have to deal with an uprising.

Alistair

Alistair can track both people and things.  He can sense the general direction of whatever he is looking for, but it takes him a long time to narrow this feeling down to a specific location.

(He’s very good at finding those car keys.)  He would be aware of his surroundings, similar to Demetri but to a lesser degree.  Not sure if he’d be as overwhelmed as often since it seems like he needs to focus on something specifically to find it, but I imagine his first few years weren’t fun.

Charles

Charles can sense when someone is lying to him.

Maggie 2.0?  Or perhaps more accurately, Maggie 0.5?  Sounds like he’s essentially Maggie, but less affected by lies.

Mele

Could take Abilities and transfer them to other people.  However, she couldn’t use the gifts herself. [Also not a quote]

Gift snatched.  Her power on its own is not very helpful to her survival, since she can’t harness the gifts she takes, nor is it beneficial to her existence.  In my opinion, Mele, due to her Ability, will always be stuck in the position of serving someone (like Sulpicia in Life and Death) or be killed because she’s a threat (Aro).

[lorei-writes]

Hello, friends! 

It seems that each time I say something obvious I needed to hear, there is at least one person who wanted to be told this too. So let me get personal again, and you know. Talk about some mildly human stuff, nevertheless - fandom related.

Summary: Lorei saying “ I’m just trying to say fandom is not a chore. It is casual thing I do for fun. It doesn’t need to be perfectly mapped out and planned out, it doesn’t need to have its efficiency maximized, there is no need for any optimal growth or development. It is okay to engage with canon, transform it, put it out, that it is okay to come back to it whenever, that there are no obligations tying anybody down to anything. That’s it. At least in my eyes. “ and going in a bit of detail on what went through her head in the past few weeks.

You know... I really screwed up a couple weeks ago ^^” It also aligned with some real-life events that weren’t exactly pleasant, and oh well, there I was, completely numb to anything. But, fandom.

So, a few week ago I was considering leaving the fandom behind ^^” As you can see, though, I’m still here and to be honest, I don’t plan on going anywhere in the near future. I guess... I guess I kinda wanted to talk about the things which almost led to it? Although admittedly, I’m struggling with words right now.

So. I’m a very anxious person, to the point where sometimes it is hard to decide where anxiety starts and my actual desires and thoughts end. Although I presume it’s natural it’s a rather seamless transition, considering that it’s also a thought inside of my head - nevertheless, my point is, I sometimes slip. Sometimes I let ideas in my mind escalate too much, to the point when they’re harmful to me... But then, it is on me not to do that. It’s not about guilt or who caused what (as well, I did), only about few thoughts I had and what I decided to do about it. But it’s vague, so let’s get down to more concrete things. It’s a bit of a call out for myself too. Also, this is strictly about myself. Everybody can feel differently and it doesn’t make their outlook on it any less valid.

I want to grow this blog.

This is - in my opinion - a perfectly reasonable thing to desire. I suppose most of us want to be seen, for their work to be appreciated and such - and honestly, it’s always a blast to read comments under your own work and see that hey, somebody else really did enjoy it!

But my anxieties took it too far. They exchanged “want” to “must”, and although at the beginning it made little difference, with time it gradually became draining. It got the the point where I would queue up something I wrote, forget about it, move to writing something else, and then feel hardly anything, no matter what reactions it got. The act of writing itself remained pleasurable, sure, it wasn’t completely soulless work... But then there was this air of detachment from everyone. I felt that although I technically was on this blog, it was also as if I kinda disappeared. I felt mechanical - and I do not like anything about this.

I want to be up to date with the game.

Similarly to the above, “want” got exchanged to “must”, thus adding pressure somewhere where it doesn’t belong. 

I don’t enjoy some characters, and even despite that I wrote them initially. I stopped doing that and then thought hey, I must be good now... But then, I acted as if I had to be curious about everything, even if I was not. We live under a constant stream of content and... To feel that you must do something you enjoy slowly begins to turn it into a chore, at least for me.

I want to share this thing I like with others so much!

This ended up being twisted in a bit of a different way, straight to “I want to make others happy” and then to “I must make others happy”.

I was subjected to emotional abuse as a child. I am guilty of people pleasing. I am aware of it and thought I was doing well - because, all the things you requested, all the things I offered, I really, really do want to write them. I enjoy those ideas, and I hope it will not discourage you from dropping by to share them. It’s one of the best things, really. I made it a point to teach myself to refuse requests I do not like, as hard as it was - and I practise it. 

The only thing is. I forgot to make time for myself in it. For the stupid self-indulgent things that just sorta bounce around inside of my skull. 

Anxieties are vile. At one point, I legitimately wondered whether an idea is worth being written out, simply because “what if nobody else enjoys it”, or��“what if somebody disagrees” - or “no, I should wait with event XYZ up until a milestone, it can’t be done any different way”. Stupid! Completely irrational! 

So. Where am I going with this all... Ah, yes. 

I’m not leaving, but I don’t want this to stay this way either. Honestly, you probably won’t see any dramatic changes. It’s more so in my attitude, anyways. 

I’m just trying to say fandom is not a chore. It is casual thing I do for fun. It doesn’t need to be perfectly mapped out and planned out, it doesn’t need to have its efficiency maximized, there is no need for any optimal growth or development. It is okay to engage with canon, transform it, put it out, that it is okay to come back to it whenever, that there are no obligations tying anybody down to anything. That’s it. At least in my eyes. 

I will be still accepting requests. Honestly, as I’ve said - it’s more so in my attitude. I plan to quit doing milestone events... In exchange for casual events, when the inspiration strikes. Who cares how many of you are here? If you are here, you are here, each day is good enough. I plan to stop looking at my followers count. At reblogs-to-likes ratio (although I was yet to feel wronged in any way by it). At whether I posted something and whether the reblog wave I want to do will bury it down on my page. Because honestly, what is there to care about? I plan to, perhaps... Write a couple things I was thinking about. 

Sorry for getting too in my head about, well, all the wrong things, honestly. Although perhaps - sorry to myself. I took a step back. I’m enjoying those things again.

So, perhaps, let’s chat again when an opportunity arises? I honestly hate detaching myself from the things I do, at least this way.

Keep warm, 

Lorei

[uthseikoashx-inflamedme]

What I would love to see in the next Fantastic Beasts movies

(as always, sorry for the mistakes and for my poor english, I’m not a native speaker, etc! I will continue to correct it)

If you already read other posts I wrote, you know that I’m into plans and organised texts. So here we go again.

Just to be clear:

it's neither a request, nor what I think we should or need to see, and I won't be mad if we don't have the following scenes it in the next films. (I do have an opinion on what can be interessing to include in the movies, but again, it's my opinion! just ideas, and a lot of questions without answers also, etc) (and well it’s not groundbreaking but who cares)

About Newt and his friends

About Albus Dumbledore and Gellert Grindelwald

About the Summer of 1899

About the other characters

About the Wizarding Society, Muggle world, etc

Some explanations we would like to have

1. About Newt and his friends

- Newt as a selfless and intrepid hero who loves all of the magic creatures

- To be honest, all the team as dauntless and loveable heroes and heroins facing bad guys (and Jacob - who’s already the kindest and smoothest man - being also incredibly brave)

- Newt and Tina, as a couple, loving each other, fighting together, having each other back, growing stronger and more confident with each other (like they’re fighting and are in symbiosis) (in the last film obviously)

- Queenie Goldstein as a powerful witch while she explains why she joined Grindelwald’s side - because she believes Ministry is going to do nothing for her, because she believes in a brighter future without the Statute

- (At least) some clues about Nagini’s and Riddle’s meeting

- Credence’s true family? And because his past is quite tragic and he’d already gone through awful experiences, maybe his happy end?

- Theseus not knowing how to act after Leta’s death: should he follow blindly the Ministry? Trust Dumbledore, his brother and the rest of the team?

- A character eventually agreeing with some of Grindelwald’s ideas about magic things which shouldn’t be hide and stuff, but fighting against him anyway (well, most likely Queenie)

2. About Albus Dumbledore and (or) Gellert Grindelwald

- Albus Dumbledore as the charismatic, incredibly marvellous and skilled wizard he is, while people around him are impress by his aura: imagine Albus walking in the Ministry, and people who are supposed to protect the whole country are amazed, even scared: he’s stunning, blazing with power (and with cold fury, because the Ministry obviously did something stupid and Dumbledore is mad at them)

(at this point, we finally understand why he is the most powerful, skilled, prodigious, dazzling wizard of his age)¹

- Albus with colourful and amazing clothes

- Albus facing his Boggart (which is supposed to be Ariana’s corpse, but well, who knows)²

- Gellert Grindelwald facing his Boggart (what could it be?) (ok, I’m just curious here)

- The backstory of the Deluminator: why and when Albus developed this magical device? Did he always used it to have fun with light, or was it initially a more personal object? Had Albus created the Deluminator to find Gellert Grindelwald to fight him, at the end?

- A funny and arrogant (and bitter?) Dumbledore’s rejoinder, while he’s conscious of his marvellous mind and skills (like in the books)

- Dumbledore’s reaction when he discovers who is the actual Master of Elder Wand (again, i’m curious)

- Are Grindelwald’s mismatched eyes™ a sign of something important about his past, his abilities? is his hair white - and not anymore blond - because of Dark magic?

- A moment when we see how Dumbledore is able to manipulate surrounding people, including allies and friends

- A heartbreaking and breathtaking dialogue in 1945, while they fight against each other - and I wonder if - how - they are going to talk about their past, shared ambition and dreams, sentiments, guilt, regrets, etc

3. About the Summer of 1899

- To be honest, it’s mostly: Albus and Gellert as remarkable, arrogant, impish, brillant and not wise at all young wizards in a flashback of 1899

passionate discussions about the Hallows, politics, the Statute, or complex magic things

wandless magic, non-verbal spells, forbidden and dangerous rituals³

Albus’ reactions while Gellert has his visions (was he already able to control his Seer’s abilities?)

how they have fun (common sense of humour, a bit bitter and jeering one most likely?)

And thanks those very quick scenes, we understand why Albus and Gellert fell in love with each other - they both were a freedom symbol for the other in a way, all what they always desired and dreamed of - and their common ambition elevated them, made them wanted a bright and glorious future

(ok, too much to show, yes, i know)

- Also, an already dangerous and extreme Gellert and an in-denial Albus (about the Inferi army, etc)

- A glimpse of the relationship between Abelforth and Ariana, between Albus and his family, and between Gellert and Albus’ siblings

(edit: and yeah i forgot, a kiss or something - an act only did by lovers and not best friends, because there are still people believing they are friends - and their relationship is technically still not canon?)

4. About the other characters

- Adult Abelforth, loathing his brother, suffuring

- Tom Riddle at Hogwarts, possibly facing Dumbledore, or as a young charismatic awful future Dark wizard, or acting like he’s jealous of Grindelwald’s influence and like he already wants to surpass him

(it could be great to see him, at least few seconds, to build the bridge between FB and HP and most importantly to have a more detailed vision of Wizarding modern History, you know what i mean?)

- Ministry people who do not like Dumbledore because it’s funny

- A character who’s scared by the war and finally who gives up, and who runs away to try to be as far as possible from the political troubles

(it would show how war is an ordeal - I do not have the impression that the pressure and all were something so exposed in HP books, it could be great to see it?)⁴

- Minerva McGonagall, Alastor Moody, Cornelius Fudge, etc, being young - if they are already born in 1945? It’s not written anywhere so idk

- edit: I forgot Hagrid, it could be awesome to see him as a teen in the last movie during the events of the Chamber of Secrets’ first opening!

5. About the Wizarding Society, Muggle world, ect

- The consequences of Grindelwald’s actions around the wizarding world and in the Muggle world: how things are destroyed, how he influences the governments

- The influence of rich and conservative pure-blood families through the war: how several of the sacred-28 families supported Grindelwald, how they influenced the whole magic society, why their inaction killed people, how the Ministry is corrupted, why it didn’t really change, even after the end of the war⁵

- The same conservative influence but in the very heart of character’s life: how Nagini is marginalized, for example⁶

- Why not political opinions expressed by several characters, to show how politics is a delicate and intricate subject, and why neither Albus Dumbledore nor Gellert Grindelwald are all white / all black, how Grindelwald gain influence, etc

6. Some explanation we would like to have

- Why is Albus Dumbledore DADA teacher? We know he wrote articles in Transfiguration Today before graduating, so why teaching DADA? (guilt, will to help young people to not be tempted by Dark magic and power like he was, or was there simply already a Transfiguration teacher?)(should I mention it’s never said in the HP books?)

- When and why will Albus be the Transfiguration teacher? (edit: we have clues in FBtCoG because Travers says Albus is not going to be allowed to teach DADA anymore so I guess it explains it)

- How can Minerva McGonagall be at Hogwarts, already be a young woman - if I remember well, she’s not even born? Or extremely young?

- How Gellert Grindelwald summoned a phoenix - and more likely, let’s theorize, how might he summon and control Fawkes?

(because Credence can’t be a Dumbledore - or at least, can’t be directly related to Albus, Ariana, Kendra and Percival - or is he the illegitimate and secrete son of Abelforth? a cousin of Albus?

but if we consider Credence is not a Dumbledore, Gridelwald had been able to control a phoenix which is linked to thhe Dumbledores, right? is it thanks the blood pact? of because of Credence’s Obscurus? we don’t know

edit: or there is the theory about Credence being created by the philosopher’s stone I guess, so with Ariana’s Obscurial and most likely Albus’ blood)

- Why nobody knew that Grindelwald and Dumbledore met each other when they were teenagers, when Rita Skeeter published Life and Lies of Albus Dumbledore in 1998?

(i’m not so angry, i’m mostly confused)

The Ministry knew Albus met Gellet Grindelwald in 1899, right? How can a that huge information be a secret during decades? Why Rita Skeeter only found it after Dumbledore’s death? Albus said they used to be “closer than brothers”: after that and because Travers doubted of Dumbledore’s true side, Albus had been restricted and watched by the Ministry during FBCoG. It should exist papers, files, archives which confirmed all of this. So why everybody forgot that Gellert and Albus knew each other when they were young?

- Or about Albus’ and Gellert’s former close relationship, didn’t Travers or Theseus understand they were lovers? Or if they understood, they - again - didn’t tell it? (Travers is not fond of Dumbledore, it could have been a scandal, why he didn’t say it?) Can all of that make any sense?

- Why isn’t the Blood Pact ever mentioned in Life and Lies of Albus Dumbledore - or most likely, how everybody (Albus; Gellert; Newt and Newt’s friends; the Minstry; Grindelwald’s acolytes, etc) had succeed to hide it from the press and the whole magic society?

That’s already a lot so let’s stop here Half of it is not so deep but I’m a simple girl, I’m always here for characters’ and background’s (lore?) development I will be pleased to hear what are your own wishes also

Notes:

¹ : certainly one of the thing i would the most like to see in the next movies, which is also something very important in the FB and HP universe - i have the feeling his power, skills, etc are more an idea than a reality. (and i indeed used a thesaurus to describe him)

² : Boggarts, Albus’ Boggart, how - in Albus’ situation - it mirrors his Erised reflect and how it might show important elements about him is a subject i really want to broach, i already planned it, it may be great to talk about it i think?

³ : talking about forbidden rituals, i talked here about the Blood Pact and why i think it was illegal, Dark, etc :

Why Albus didn’t tell Ministry employees about the Blood Pact

⁴ : to be fair, there are elements which are reminders of the pressure of the war in the book, especially in OotP and DH, but the Golden Trio did not experienced the war like the common people did, and the story - even very short - of someone who was scared is something i will be pleased to discover

⁵ : well, i talked a bit about pure-blood conservative families, their power and their influence in two posts:

How can everyone find their true-love and still be in love after years in HP? (”magic-soulmates” theory and conservative society)

Why are the Weasleys poor? (eng&fr) (theories about pure-blood families, inheritance, etc)

(it’s theories, but it can explain my point of view - headcanons? - about those families and the Wizarding Society)

⁶ : again, check the two posts if you are interested!

Thanks for reading!

I again apologize for the mistakes - and there might be incorrect informations, even if I hope there are not

[thespiralgrimoire]

Would you consider posting your thoughts on the Twilight series? Because the bits and pieces I catch on your main are HILARIOUS though maybe it’s just because I find salt hysterical LOL

Oh good grief

Under a read more for my sake if not anyone else’s

The year was 2007. I was 11 year old, in 6th grade, nursing a substantial superiority complex over my classmates, and idolizing the 7th grade girls. This is where my story begins.

Now I won’t get into all the semantics as to why I was such an insufferable little garbage person in middle school, but I will tell you that I was convinced that I was not like other girls. While this proved true, my reasons as to why were completely off the mark in my tweens. Back then, I thought it was because I was smarter, wiser, and more mature than any of the other 6th grade girls in my class.

But not the 7th grade girls. The 7th grade girls were it, man. Nobody was cooler or smarter or more creative than the handful of ladies who were blessed with the patience to put up with my nonsense in middle school. So naturally, when they read Twilight, I read Twilight.

Twilight, if you have the good fortune to not be intimately aware of it by now, is about the Bella Swan, blandest girl in the entire world, moving to a small town to live with her emotionally awkward father, where she meets the Cullens, a clan of vampires who don’t drink human blood, because they’re trying to be morally upright. Her scent is irresistible to one of the vampires, (the only single one among them because the rest are dating each other) named Edward. Edward has the ability to read minds, and Bella is the only person he’s ever met who is immune to this power. I must stress again that she smells so good that he has to physically restrain himself from eating her, and murdering all witnesses. For reasons I can’t really remember now except “because that’s what the books are about”, they fall in love.

Here’s the thing about these books: Even as I was reading them, they gave me the creeps. Something in my little baby mind was vaguely aware that Edward was a messed up motherfucker, and Bella was a one-dimensional stand-in for the reader, and everything interesting in this story was happening on the fringes, facilitated by the far more interesting side characters. There were parts of these books that were uncomfortable to read. There were parts that made me seriously question why these books were so popular. There were parts that made it physically difficult to keep reading. About 3 things happen in the entirety of this series that feels good and satisfying, and none of them are things that the author, who I will derogatorily refer to as Smeyer, meant to be satisfying.

Two things kept me reading these books. The first was, obviously, the 7th grade girls, and my other friends in other grades who quickly caught the hype wave.

The second. Was the fact. That the writing style of these books, despite being the modem for a story that is absurd at best and a giant, flaming, stinking dumpster fire of bad takes, racism, and sexism at worst, is HYPNOTIC. A lot of my opinions about this series have changed drastically over the years, but this is one that I was acutely aware of even as I was reading these books. No matter how stupid or frustrating or repulsive the things that Smeyer is writing are, her writing style will not let you put the story down once you’re invested. And since I was reading these for social clout, I was invested on page 1. I want to believe that this was a trick played on my young mind, but after reading the first chapter of Midnight Sun (the newly released book that is literally just Twilight from Edward’s POV instead of Bella’s), I can confirm that this woman’s style is genuinely Like That. I enjoyed maybe 6 sentences of the 15-page chapter and I am still frothing at the mouth to read more.

So now that I’ve justified why I subjected myself to this shit in the first place, let’s get to some feelings about it.

Edward is a CREEP. He knows this. His family knows this. His love rival knows this. The only person who does not know this, rendering the fact completely inconsequential to the events of the story, is Bella. I’m not really willing to talk about how Edward is such a disgusting model for what young girls should expect out of a partner that there was discourse for MONTHS over Fifty Shades of Grey, but.... Edward is such a disgusting model for what young girls should expect out of a partner that Fifty Shades of Grey exists. It’s literally Twilight fanfiction. Fact check me. I wish I was making this up.

Bella is, as I said before, a cardboard cutout of a human being. The book is from her point of view, and includes copious amounts of her thoughts, and yet it’s still clear that she has absolutely no personality. She is supposed to be your Jane Everywoman, and yet there is not a single relatable thing about her. Her three personality traits are Brown Eyes, Clumsy (but not in a way that matters often), and Likes Edward. That’s it. This girl has nothing going on, which only draws more attenton to the fact that literally everyone else in the story has a rich and interesting backstory. But they’re side characters and this is about Stale White Bread Bella over here, so go fuck yourself if you want more information on Rosalie using her vampire abilities to get revenge on her fiance and his buddies, who assaulted her to the point of near death, or Alice, who sees the future and spent a good chunk of her life in an asylum, or Jasper, who was a Union soldier fighting the Civil War which was ALSO the vampire war???? Fuck off with that shit, this is about Bella.

But you know who the best characters are? The werewolves. But not REAL werewolves. These are Native Americans whose initial transformation is triggered by the proximity of the vampires, because vampires once terrorized their people and now this ability to turn to wolves is hereditary to protect themselves. The fact that these fellas are not REAL werewolves, and that there are real lycanthropes of lore, is mentioned in passing in the last book and never mentioned by anyone ever again.

One of these wolves is Jacob, Bella’s childhood friend and, for the first two books, an absolute sweetheart. Just a big goofball who’s a couple years younger than Bella, and all he wants is the best for her. Real wholesome shit. When Edward leaves her because he thinks that she’s too attached (SHE IS),  Jacob literally talks Bella back from the brink. The wolf pack, and the Native American tribe, welcome her as one of them. They’re adorable. I can’t stress enough that they would have also been an excellent candidate for the focal point of this shitshow.

But it doesn’t last. Edward does some real dumb shit in Italy and Bella has to go rescue him, which tips off the Vampire Illuminati that Edward was trying to get killed by (i.e. the real dumb shit). They don’t like that Bella, a human, knows about them, and demands that she be turned. Edward’s family is divided on this. Eventually they decide that they got time because the Vampire Illuminati are ancient and don’t have a good enough sense of time to hold them accountable immediately.

So Bella is fine and Edward is fine and everybody is back in the same town and they’re dating again and literally everyone in the town is like Bella what the FUCK. Nobody likes Edward because they think he’s no good for Bella. They are written like the bad buys. Jacob especially, becomes a huge asshole. Because he decides that he’s in love with Bella now. Because werewolves can imprint on people, which is just a sloppy soul mate mechanic used for absolute evil in this story. He wants to fight Edward over her. Edward is chomping at the bit to throw down, but pretends to be the bigger person even though he’s just as big an asshole about all this as Jacob is. This is as misogynist as it sounds. From this point on Jacob is now also a creep.

Oh, but it gets worse!

I gotta talk about the last book in the series now, Breaking Dawn. Because this shit was so awful that it made me regret, instantaneously, ever second I spent enjoying Twilight.

Bella and Edward get married after they graduate high school because Edward is a religious virgin and Bella is HORNY. They go on their honeymoon. Bella gets pregnant. This is Not Something That Is Supposed To Happen.

Smeyer tells us WHY this happened post-canon. Edward, the virgin, has never nutted. Because of this, he still has living sperm in his balls. So when he boffed Bella, his 80-year-old sperm made it count. I wish I was making this up, y’all. I’m tearing up thinking about it.

Bella is now pregnant with a half-vampire baby that is destroying her body from the inside out. It is growing at an exponential rate. She’s eight months along after three weeks. Edward can hear its thoughts. It loves Bella. Bella has to drink blood or die. Jacob is like What the Fuck. I am also, pretty thoroughly like What the Fuck. A couple members of the Cullen family are, very quietly, like What the Fuck.

Queue the most forced and ineffectual pro-life discourse you’ve ever read in your life.

All is well and good until it’s not. Baby suddenly wants to get out of Bella RIGHT NOW IMMEDIATELY and thrashes so violently that it shatters every bone in her body between her ribs and her femurs. Edward has to rip her uterus open with his teeth. Baby is out. It has a full mouth of teeth. It bites Bella. Edward whips out several syringes full of his own saliva and injects them into Bella all over to make her change into a vampire. This is all written in disgusting graphic detail that still makes my skin crawl to think about. I cannot fathom why Smeyer was not made to tone this scene down.

So it takes a few days for Bella to change into a vampire, during which time the Cullens (and Jacob) have to look after her hellspawn of a daughter. Jacob decides that he must kill her, because she basically killed Bella. But--- surprise! He wasn’t in love with Bella! He was in love with the eggs in her womb-- particularly this one egg that is now a baby! No more crush on Bella! No more beef with Edward! He’s just in love with a newborn infant. I am, at this point, wondering in my little 12 year old mind, how this was allowed to be published.

Bella wakes up a vampire, and in her first display of rational thought through the entire series, does not like this. Don’t worry though, that’s quickly cancelled out by her naming her baby daughter Renesmee.

Renesmee is clearly supposed to be a sweet and gifted little angel that you’re meant to love, but frankly, all I can picture is the Chucky doll but quieter. She does not talk much, because she has the ability to share thoughts by touching people’s faces. She also grows super fast. In a few days she’s toddler age. Nobody knows what the fuck is going on and nobody has time to worry about it because the vampire Illuminati found out about this (a vampire friend of the family snitched) and they’re coming to fuck up the whole family.

There is a reason why they want to do this but it’s stupid and frankly I’m not going to explain it.

So the vampires mobilize. They call all their vampire friends because their plan is just to fight the thousands-years-old vampire Illuminati over this horrible child. For some reason dozens of vampires agree to this. They’re all smitten by Resume I guess.

So the illuminati comes, the family tells them that Ramune isn’t the problem that they think she is, and they leave.

That’s it. That’s the climax.

And then everyone gets their off-putting happily ever after: Bella and Edward can now fuck as much as they want because neither of them can die. Bella abandons her human life without so much as a second glance. Resonate will physically be an adult by the time she’s 7, which means that Jacob can start fucking her then. Bella’s dad sort of knows what’s going on, but doesn’t. For some ungodly reason I don’t make a bonfire out of these books.

You may notice, if you have any knowledge of Twilight, that there are whole plots that I didn’t talk about. That’s because I’ve surely forgotten things. While I read these books with what I can only describe as a manic fervor in my youth, I could never bring myself to reread them. On God, I tried. Multiple times in the last decade I have pulled my box set, hard covered Twilight books off my shelf, and opened them up. But I never even make it through the first chapter before I am so put off that I have to put them back. The plots are flimsy. The main characters are made of sand. The secondary characters are treated like garbage. The lore is disturbing.

And yet as soon as I heard that Midnight Sun was coming out, I knew that I must read it. I’ve made it through the first chapter. I do not know when and how I will make it through the next, but I know, for little middle schooler Theo’s sake, that I must.

Twilight? Horrible. Twilight Fandom? Geniuses.

Thanks for coming to my TED talk.

[muertawrites]

story time.

yo okay so while i’m talking about writing that sokka x reader step sibling fic it has brought up a memory that is literally just too wild not to share with y’all so hold on to your tits it’s about to get weird.

i grew up in a pretty sheltered town. it wasn’t a super small town (the population was over 100,000 when i lived there), but it very much functioned like one - i.e. everybody knew each other and was into each other’s business. you couldn’t walk two steps without running into someone you knew or go a single day without finding out someone’s deepest darkest secrets. it could get pretty high stakes, but it was the kind of trashy reality tv drama we live for as human beings. 

when i was in high school, i was a part of the school choir. i wasn’t friends with everyone (i did my best to keep my distance so i could stay out of the local gossip, which worked in my favor because probably only two people from high school know what’s become of me or even care and honestly good, i like to keep an air of mystery about myself as far as people from my past are concerned), but some of my friends were friends with a kid named jesse, who was also in choir. he was your quintessential early 2010′s hipster: scruffy hair, tiny pubescent mustache, buddy holly glasses, listened to shit like the smiths, and wore nothing but skinny jeans, cardigans, and moccasins, even when it was summer and 115 degrees (f) outside. he was also buck toothed and looked like a rat. 

we never really spoke to each other, but i always got the sense that we wouldn’t get along if we did, so for four years jesse and i basically had a mutual, unspoken “mind your own business” agreement which worked out pretty well (one of my friends from freshman year who was a notorious homewrecker kept trying to fuck him despite him having a girlfriend, but by that time she and i had cut contact so that was as close as we ever got to having any kind of in depth interaction with each other. you know, small town things.)

we graduate high school and part ways, i moving across the country to the cancerous tumor that is the state of delaware, and jesse moving absolutely nowhere and enrolling in our town’s shitty community college. one of my close friends who also attended the college had a creative writing class with him, in which a lot of the focus centered on short stories. i forget what the prompt was for the assignment i’m about to recall to you, my beloved readers, but part of the project was a peer review; and who does my friend get paired with for hers? that’s right, darlings - our favorite urban outfitters mannequin, jesse. 

now, before i go any further, i want to be very open and outright about two important facts of this recollection: i have not changed jesse’s name for the sake of his identity, and i don’t feel any remorse in not doing so. i might still be playing by small town rules, but anybody who does the sort of thing i’m about to relay to you and doesn’t expect any future exposure and subsequent embarrassment from said thing deserves all the shame they have coming to them (and yes, i do realize that i run and am posting this to a self-insert fan fiction blog, but i will state for the record now that i am open to any roastings that will come years from now because of it. i’m not the type of bitch who can’t own her weird.) 

anyway. my friend calls me one night while she’s reviewing jesse’s short story and she has the juiciest news for me - the project that he’s turning in is erotica. and not the type of erotica that is beautifully written, leaves readers feeling all kinds of hot and bothered, and is kept in sock drawers for generations because, let’s face it, humans have been horny as fuck since we were producing porn via cave paintings. oh no. this is some bad sex awards, rough and ready dramatic reading (shoutout to my ancient tumblr folk, lest we forget those galloping abs), literally too cringe-inducing to read erotica. 

jesse’s short story was about himself. it was about himself, home alone with this step sister (who doesn’t exist in the real world, but looks uncomfortably similar to a bitchy girl who ruined my friendship with my equally bitchy ex best friend, who were both part of his circle of friends), when the step sister in question approaches him out of the blue and inquires him for sex in their laundry room atop the running dryer. 

let me repeat myself. 

jesse from high school wrote a short story about himself fucking his imaginary step sister on top of a dryer and handed it in as an actual assignment for an accredited college course. 

i don’t think even pornhub could make this shit up. 

my friend was too good of one to read me any of it aloud, but based on her description of events, it read a lot like watching one of those internet pornos where the step sister gets stuck in some precarious position and the step brother rapes her with very “tee hee, oops!” overtones (we are giving jesse redemption points for, despite making his step sister character a one dimensional fuck toy, at least having fantasies that are based on consent). 

i can’t be hypocritical and say that i don’t have fantasies - everyone does! hell, the whole reason i’m taking the time to sit here and write this down instead of writing the stuff you guys actually want to see is because i have an idea for a self-insert fanfiction in which the reader is a certain character’s step sibling and they have feelings for each other, and the situation reminded me of this dark comedy of a repressed memory. 

but did i ever shamelessly try to submit any of my fanfiction for credit towards my bachelor’s degree? no. nobody should do that. but jesse from high school did.

and, horrifyingly enough, that’s not even the worst part of this story. no - the worst part is that when they turned in their final drafts, their professor liked jesse’s submission so much that he praised it and read sections of it aloud to the entire fucking class. going to a four-year state university was awful, but i can at least find peace in the fact that none of my professors would have ever even considered accepting smut for an assignment, let alone openly spreading it around for other students to see.

if you take anything from this strange experience from the archives of my equally as strange life, let it be one of these - there are people out there who have far less talent than you have and are still praised for their skill, so there’s no reason you should be unsure of yours, or (for the kiddos who are either in college or will be there in the near future) don’t use your dirty fantasies as a source of content for any of your scholarly work. 

[mrs-i-have-too-many-biases]

Yandere stray kids the wedding series: The wedding (3/4)

Genre: Fluff/ Angst

Pairing: Reader X Stray kids Members Requested: Yes, by @petalskook : “Can I ask for a reaction to skz!yandere, How would your wedding be?” A/n: I thought it would be fun to make this a series so I did. Word count: 10k (I warned you guys) Author’s note: I added some more things to your request, because I felt like it fit the story well. I hope you like it. (This is a long post so get a snack I’d say. I’m not even sorry.) THIS TOOK ME A WHOLE WEEK.

Warning: Yandere themes, swearing, mentions of death, toxic relationships, mention of suicide do not read if uncomfortable (Also cute moodboards because I love weddings <3)

Important message at the end of the post, please read!

Chan:

The wedding had to be perfect. Absolutely perfect. When they were sending out their invites, Chan had made sure to know every little detail about every person. People who knew about Chan’s true face, they weren’t invited. Of course they weren’t. He wasn’t going to risk the chance of his wedding getting ruined. The final chance of making Y/n his for the rest of their lives and whatever comes after it. The people who weren’t invited knew that Chan had killed multiple people before. They were intimidated by him and didn’t even dare to tell others about his secret life.

The wedding took place outside, the aisle would be lined up to a big tree where Chan would be waiting for Y/n. He’d greet people brightly, thanking them for coming. The people that were invited to the wedding were the most oblivious people Chan could find. They all saw Chan as a young handsome man, who obviously was in love with Y/n. She on the other hand didn’t think much of it, since Chan made it seem like her parents and best friends didn’t wanted to come. Like they didn’t support their relationship. Y/n would devastated by the fact that they didn’t love her enough to come to their special day and Chan couldn’t be happier.

She had been crying in his arms that day, looking comfort in by her fiancé as she was heartbroken. He’d try to contain his happiness from her. She now believed that she was all alone, but he made sure that she knew, he was everything she needed and now the day finally had arrived that they would become husband and wife. He almost had her all to himself, not that he didn’t already, but it would be official.

Chan had hired guards, so nobody could disturb the wedding. Not wanting to risk one of Y/n’s family members to show up and stop everything. Just the thought of it made him go crazy, but he kept himself calm by the thought of Y/n becoming his wife within just a few hours. He had thought of so many scenarios of how things could go wrong, but then he thought of her and he knew everything would be just fine.

He was nervously waiting as the last minutes ticked by. He hadn’t seen her in hours, but he just couldn’t wait. His heart skipped a beat, when the wedding planner announced that the bride had arrived. Chan would quickly check his looks, before he stared in awe at his beautiful bride. She looked absolutely stunning and he couldn’t help but cry. His wishes finally became reality. She is becoming his forever.

When she stood in front of him, she smiled brightly. Letting out a soft ‘hi’ as they held hands. Chan would wipe away a tear that rolled down her cheek and kiss her forehead, before they started the ceremony.

“The groom and the bride, now have the chance to exchange their self-written vows.” The marriage officiant says. “Y/n, will you start?”

“I enter into this life with you without reservation, without fear or confusion, but with a clear and trusting heart. Everything will work out love, because we will be together. I promise to honour you, to love you with all I have. I promise to always be by your side, no matter what. I love you.”

“Chan, your vows?” The officiant says.

“Every promise I make to you is one I feel is not a burden, but rather a gift- I don't have to honour and cherish you, I get to, I get to have you be the person I spend the rest of my life with, I GET to be there for you and support you. It is my fantastic pleasure to be in the position to be there for you my love. I want to give you my unconditional love, tenderness, and undying devotion, I will not ask you to be more than you are, and to love you for being you. You’re my everything. You’re my life. You’re my future. I love you my queen.” Chan was holding her hands in his as he looked deeply into her eyes. Tears were blurring both of their visions, but they didn’t care.

“You made my vows sound lame.” Y/n pouts as Chan wiped her tears away once again. The whole room would be in a fit of laughter at her comment, before the officiant calmed the room down for the last part of the ceremony.

The rings were exchanged and the couple looked at each other with excitement.

“…and with by the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride. " Within a millisecond, his lips would crashed on hers, sharing their first kiss as a married couple.

The reception would be also be outside under a big tent. Y/n was in awe at everything Chan and the wedding planner had arranged and she couldn’t be happier with the outcome. She would be tearing up once again as she couldn’t contain her happiness.

“You’re a little cry baby today, aren’t you babygirl?” Chan whispers as she hugged him tightly, emotional as they danced their first dance.

Everything went as planned, that’s what Y/n thought at least. Chan heard from one of the guards that Y/n’s (ex-) best friend tried to get in. She was there to ruin the wedding. And Chan wasn’t having it. He excused himself from Y/n, kissing her temple, before he went to confront the girl.

“You can’t do this Chan, you’re out of your mind! You’re a sick, possessive bastard who should end up in a psycho house!” She’d yell as soon as she saw Chan walking up to her. “Listen to me you little vermin, you can’t stop this. She hates you. She loves me. She’s mine. There’s nothing you can do against it. You’re nothing to her, she doesn’t need you. She never did. She has me now.” Chan growled lowly.

“You’re sick! She’s too good for you! You should just-“ 

“I should nothing. Well, maybe I do should do something about you.” Chan states with a smirk on his face. The girl’s face fell when the two guards took her away from the event, she knew what was coming next. And Chan’s smiling face would be the last thing she would see in her life.

Woojin:

Unlike Chan, Woojin wouldn’t care who came. He had everybody wrapped around his finger. Nobody thought anything bad about Y/n’s sweet Woojin. ‘Woojin could do nobody wrong. He couldn’t even hurt a fly. I mean look at him, he’s so cute and lovable. He can’t be a bad guy. He’s so good to Y/n. Why are you so against them?’ Somebody would say to Y/n’s best guy friend.

“You’re not jealous of them, are you?” The person would ask. 

“N-no, I just don’t trust him. There’s something about him, I just don’t know what it is yet.” He’d say, not noticing Woojin who was eavesdropping. Woojin would clench his fist. He wasn’t looking for any distractions or obstacles on his wedding day. 

No, his future wife deserved all the attention. 

It would all be about her. 

She had to be in the spotlight that day and nothing could ruin that.

Woojin’s best man ran to Woojin, informing him that Y/n’s best guy friend was on his way to Y/n and Woojin wasn’t going to let that happen. So, he ran after him. “Hey, Y/f/n. Can I talk to you?” He’d ask the boy, wrapping his arm around his shoulder. “I really need to talk to Y/n.” He said, trying to get away from Woojin. “Can’t that wait? I really need to show you something? See it as a wedding present for us?” The poor boy couldn’t say no to that, also because Woojin had already taking him away.

Woojin would take the boy outside of the event, into the woods near the edge of the cliff. He’d start to choke the boy as soon as they got there. 

“You think I didn’t know what you were up to? Huh? It’s a shame that you had to do this, I didn’t wanted to get my hands or my wedding tuxedo dirty, but I guess you’ll be an exception. I will have to do this fast, because my wife needs my attention. I don’t want any unwanted guest at Y/n’s and my wedding. You should’ve thought about this if you knew who I really was. Any last words, you little fuck?” Woojin whispered as he looked in satisfaction how the colour of the boy’s face, whose he held in his tight grip, disappeared slowly. 

“Fuck you.” Was the only thing he could manage to say, his grip on Woojin’s hands getting weaker by the second.

Woojin sighed and turned the boy’s head without any mercy. He hid the body, so he could get rid of it later, Erasing his traces.

Minutes later he’d be back at the event, walking down the aisle as it was time for the ceremony. Woojin’s best man gave him a look that only Woojin would understand. He’d return a smile, telling him in silence that the job was done. Woojin’s attention switched to the aisle when music started to play and he’d smile brightly as soon as he saw his beautiful bride. The love of his life that would be his wife in just a few minutes.

More minutes had passed and it was now time for Woojin’s vows:

“…I promise to find a way to show you how much I love you every single day of our lives. You fill my life with meaning. Thank you for taking me as I am, loving me, and welcoming me into your heart. I promise to always love you, respect you, and to be faithful to you forever.”

“The rings please.” The officiant would say.

“I, Y/n, give you, Woojin this ring as an eternal symbol of my love and commitment to you." She says as she slipped the ring on Woojin’s long finger. He’d smile at her and return the saying.

"By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride.” Woojin swept her off her feet and dipped her as he kissed her. She giggled in between the kisses whilst the crowd was cheering for them.

Later that day, when the two sat down at their table at the reception, which was in an old fabric that was renovated. So, that events like weddings could be celebrated there, otherwise it would disappear under a thick layer of dust.

“Have you seen y/friend’s/n? I didn’t see him at the ceremony?” His wife asked. “No, I’m sorry baby. I think he might bailed.” “Why would he do that? I thought he was happy for me- us.” She mutters sadly. “I don’t know baby, but don’t worry. You can forget about him, all you need is me, isn’t that right my queen?” “It is baby.” She whispered before kissing him.

She excused herself after a while, wanting to dance with her friends. Woojin would whine for a while, until he saw his best man. He let her go, telling her to not have too much fun without him, before he went off to his friend.

“Speak.” Woojin mutters harshly under his breath. “We cleared the body and the traces have been erased.” The other Yandere said. “Thank you, you’ve brought me a great wedding gifts.” Woojin would say happily as he hugs his friend. “Everything for you and your wife.” “She’s finally mine. There’s nothing now that could separate us, not even death!” Woojin exclaimed. “I know, it just seems amazing. I can’t wait to marry as well.” He said with a smile.

“Trust me, even though I’ve been only married for an hours or so. It’s amazing. Now, excuse me. I’m going to dance with my wife.” He yells over the music, running off to his wife who was dancing. He ripped her off of her friends and pulled her into his arms. She’d squeal happily when she was in her husband’s arms again. “You’re back!” “Let’s have a good time baby.” He whispers in her ear as they began to dance the night away.

Minho:

Like Woojin, Minho would want a smaller type of wedding. But almost nobody would know about it. The bachelor party, wasn’t really a bachelor party. Her friends thought it was just an average gathering for the girls. Y/n wasn’t allowed to speak about the wedding, but she wanted to tell her friends so badly. Yet, she secretly knew Minho was testing her and he was indeed.

He needed to know how good she’d be to him, how loyal and trusting she could be for him. And she succeeded. She didn’t tell a single soul, maybe a small animal she would find in her backyard, but that would be it.

Y/n had ask Minho something about sending the invites to the guests, only to receive a weird glance from her fiancé.

“What guests?” He’d say. The guests to our wedding- d-don’t you want guests?” He’d ignore her question and pull her on his lap, placing her head on his shoulder and holding her tight. “My love, don’t you think it would be better to have a wedding just for the two of us?” “You don’t want to invite anybody-“ “Just imagine it princess, you in an amazing dress. You would look even more perfect than you already do and me in a tuxedo. Isn’t a wedding just about the bride and the groom? That’s all we need, don’t we?” Minho said quickly with excitement. “I guess you’re right but-“ “No, buts. We are having a private wedding. I have everything planned out. And nobody would have to come, it would save us so much money, which we could eventually spend on our honeymoon. That I also already booked. Baby, it will be beautiful. No further distractions from other people. Just you and me. And the marriage officiant, because somebody has to marry us.” He laughs.

Y/n was sad about the thought of not being able to share her wedding day with more people that she loved, but when she looked at Minho, he gave her the puppy eyes. She would sigh and give into his suggestion to have a secret wedding.

And Minho couldn’t be happier. He had planned everything out. The wedding would take place in a open stop in the mountains. The aisle would be simple, but the few was majestic. The music would be playing softly as Y/n walked down the aisle. He chuckled when he heard her gasp in surprise, she had no idea what Minho had planned for their wedding.

When she stood in front of him she jumped up and down excitedly. “First I was driven here by a private chauffeur, blindfolded. And now this few! The decorations are absolutely stunning!” She exclaimed as she was in his arms. “I’m glad you like it baby. Shall we do this?”

The ceremony went on smoothly, no distractions. Just him and her. That’s all that mattered and that’s all that he wanted. She needed him, nothing but him. He could give her anything she wanted.

“… I devote myself to you, heart and soul. There is truly no me without you. Life has no meaning, truth doesn't exist without you. You are the feeling of life. You are the glory of creation. You are my love and my light. Be with me always and I will give you everything that I have.” He whispered to her as he said his vows.

Y/n cried at his sweet words, also still an emotional wreck as the exchanged rings and their last thoughts. And before the two knew it, they were declared husband and wife and Minho had crashed his lips on her. She was still crying tears of joy as he kissed her.

“Are you ready for our next surprise my wife?” Minho asks sweetly. She nodded in excitement. He took her by the hand and lead her to the reception that was inside. She gasped once again when she saw the venue. He had rented an entire restaurant, just for the two of them. The table would be set by large windows so they had the full scenery in front of them as they ate. Minho helped Y/n with her dress, before the chef came to congratulate them and bring them their cake.

“It’s like we’re on a date. You know just the two of us.” Y/n giggled. “A date where we get married?” Minho laughed, making her laugh as well. “I’m glad we did this, it’s so much more intense when it’s just the two of us.” Y/n admitted. Minho just smiled at her. Happy that he now knew he had her wrapped around his finger. He loved how naive she is, she didn’t even notice how much he hated her family. They knew too much and he couldn’t risk losing her because of some morons. ‘What do they know? They don’t know anything about our love. About my love for her. They can all fuck off. She’s mine now.’ Minho thought to himself as he enjoyed the view, that was his wife.

“I love you.” She whispered when she caught him staring. “I love you too, so much. My beautiful queen. My one and only.”

Changbin:

This perfectionist would want all the control when it comes to the wedding and she was fine with that. He’d ask her what she wanted and it would make it happen for her. He’d listen to every tiny detail she wanted for the wedding. It made him happy to see her happy. When it came to the guest he would have every say in it. “What about my aunt?” She’d asks. “Do you want somebody who keeps asking us about when we are having children on our wedding day?” Changbin would reply. “Never mind then. What about my friend s-“ “No, she keeps nagging and I don’t think we’re waiting for any conflicts to be made at the wedding.” “You’re right. You know what. You know what you’re doing. I trust you. As long as my parents and my friends are there, I’ll be fine.” She’d say, before kissing him and leaving his office to go to the other room.

Changbin would only invite the necessary people, like her parents, her best friends and her closest family members. People like her grandparents if she wanted to. “Baby what flowers would you like?” “Y/favourite/flowers!” She’d yell from their shared bedroom. “Alright princess!”

Changbin would be the sweetest when it came to your wedding, but she had to be good to him. He wouldn’t be testing her the way Minho would, but he definitely would be keeping his eyes on her all the time. When she had free time given by him to shop for a wedding dress, he had a spy who would update Changbin about Y/n.

When Y/n had returned home. She gave Changbin a kiss before she ran upstairs with the dress that she had successfully bought. He’s chuckle at how adorable she was, before he turned his attention to the spy that was waiting outside for Changbin. “I saw that the dress shopping was a success.” Changbin said in a serious, but happy tone. “It was sir, she was very happy. And there were no guys near her. Those who almost were, I eliminated them.” “Well job.” “Now about my payment-“ The man in front of Changbin got cut off by the bullet that was shot through his skull. “Don’t think you’re an exception. Nobody but me gets to be around my Y/n, not even if I paid you.” Changbin muttered, before he disposed the body.

It was finally the day of the wedding and Changbin would be running around like he was the actual wedding planner. “Are the flowers here- no that needs to be there. What on earth are you doing? Do you think this is a joke? Get your ass out there and do your fucking job!” He’d yell at an innocent boy who didn’t even work there. Changbin was just worried, he needed everything to be perfect for her. He wanted everything to be exactly like what she had imagined, he wanted to be her dream. He wanted to be part of her dream that came true. ‘Of course this would be a dream for her, she’s marrying me. What else would she need- would she like the flowers? Are they the right colour? Oh my…’ He thought to himself. And when Changbin thought everything was going right, the maid of honour came to him telling his fiancée needed to speak to him, urgently.

His anxiety got the best of him and he started to think of scenarios that could happen or things she could possibly say to him. ‘Changbin I don’t think we can go through with this, I don’t want to marry you’ ‘I never loved you I just wanted this to be set up so I could marry y/f/n.’ ‘I just saw a picture of the venue and I hate it, this whole wedding is ruined. If this is what you give me how could I marry you-‘

“Changbin is that you?” He heard his love stutter after he had knocked on her door. “Y-yes princess it’s me. What’s wrong? I heard from y/f/n that you needed to talk to me?” He whispered from the other side of the door that separated them. “I-I’m scared.” She muttered softly. “Of course it’s scary my love, but think about it this way. We’re going to be together for the rest of our-” “No, no. It’s not that. It’s just…” She trailed off causing Changbin to be confused by her inaudible mumbling. “What was that darling, please speak clearly you’re kind of freaking me out-“ “I’m scared you won’t like the dress.” She blurted out.

Changbin sighed in relief and a sound of laughter followed soon, causing Y/n to let out a sound of confusion. “Baby, I’m sure I will love your dress. Even if you showed up in a trash bag I would still marry you. I don’t care what you wear, all I want is to marry the love of my life and make you mine forever.” He whispered truthfully. He heard her sigh in relieve as well and he saw a small hand sticking out of the door frame. “Thank you honey, I needed that.” She whispered from the other side of door whilst squeezing his hand. He kissed her hand before he said his goodbye.

The anxiety faded as soon as Y/n walked down the aisle. They were both ready to marry each other. He was ready to continue to dedicate his life to her, to worship her like a goddess. He loves her so  much he was jumping up and down in excitement, making the room laugh slightly.

The ceremony was over before they knew it. The three was lighted up as they shared their first kiss as a married couple. Y/n still was repeating Changbin’s vows in her head: 

‘Sometimes I listen to you breathing and think that this wonderful person - the flesh and blood sitting next to me - is the most beautiful collection of star stuff that could ever be. I only want to sit and listen to you and feel your heartbeat, knowing that you will always be there with me. I promise to wake you in the mornings and to help you rest at night. I promise to make everything easier. I promise to respect and love you for who you are and to love the person you will be for all the years to come.’

For the reception, Changbin didn’t bother hiring security. It would only cost him money, lives and time. He’d have to clean them up after the wedding and he wasn’t in the mood. Instead he kept her by his side like any newlyweds would do. This way, he could keep his eyes on her as she stuck onto him like glue held them together.

He’d try to hold back by every male guest who touched his wife as they congratulated them, but he knew they would never ever have a chance with her. When that was done, he dragged his wife to the dancefloor and started to dance with her like nobody was watching. He didn’t care and neither did she. He spun her around as he picked her up, her dress following her behind. He looked at her lovingly as she giggled in his arms, also not being able to keep his hands off her.

“I love you my love.” “I love you too.” She whispered. He pulled her closer and kissed her softly. 

His one and only. 

His love and the light of his life. 

His wife. Only his.

Hyunjin:

Hyunjin is an emotional Yandere. He’d manipulate her when it came to her or his feelings. When Hyunjin didn’t get what he wanted he’d whine and cry like a little child to get what he wanted and of course she couldn’t help but give him what he wanted, his tears were her weakness and since Hyunjin was an emotional person, he would be a crying mess on his wedding day.

His best man, Jeongin, would be helping him with his tuxedo. “Jeongin, I’m getting married today!” He’d cry out with a gasp as he realised what was happening. “Yes, Hyunjin you’ve been crying that out for the past few hours now.” The younger boy would laugh as he fixed Hyunjin’s tie. “Now, dry your face and get a hold of yourself. You’re going to marry her today. You’re love of your life.” Jeongin whispered, making the boy burst into tears once again. “I’m just so happy! She’s going to be my wife forever! I’ve been waiting for this moment, ever since I saw her.” “I remember the day when you spotted her. I told you you’d get obsessed with her and here we are.” Jeongin, who was also a yandere, said. His fiancée would be one of Y/n’s bridesmaids and Hyunjin couldn’t be happier, well at least he thought. Hyunjin was happy to be able to share his thought with a fellow yandere.

Hyunjin was also whipped for his fiancée. “Hyunjin we can’t see each other before the wedding.” She’d giggle as Hyunjin squeezed a hand through the door frame. “I just needed to hear you. I couldn’t bare being away from you any longer.” He whined, wiggling his hands to sign that he wanted to hold hers. “I can’t wait to marry you.” She whispered back, shaking his hand a little in excitement. He giggled at her action and leaned down to kiss it. “Hyunjin we need to get ready.” Jeongin panted as he came in running. “Jeongin is that you?” She’d chuckles. “I swear, I lose this guy out of my sight for one second and he comes running to you.” Jeongin laughs. “Baby, go with Jeongin. I’ll see you soon.” Y/n would say to her groom. “But baby, I still have-“ Hyunjin would try. “The marriage officiant is waiting, Hyunjin.” “Baby go.” Hyunjin heard her say. He kissed her hand once again before he ran off with Jeongin.

Hyunjin had to ran for 5 minutes to get outside, because that boy was so whipped for his queen that he had rented a whole castle to have their wedding. The place didn’t needed much decoration, since it was a castle and very spectacular itself. Hyunjin looked around as he greeted some of the guests, he made sure everything was perfect. He also had taken a peek at the reception, taking a glance of the cake. He sighed happily as everything went as planned, until Y/n was standing in front of him. After she had walked down the aisle with her dad on her side, Hyunjin had cried his eyes out in happiness. He was focusing all his attention on his bride, but a guy behind him suddenly caught his eye.

It was Y/n’s guy friend. He was eyeing her up and down and Hyunjin felt his blood boiling. ‘How dares he to check out my bride like that on our wedding day.’ He thought. Jeongin notices Hyunjin glaring at the guy and poked his back shortly to get him back on focus. They shared a look and Jeongin knew what to do after the wedding. In the meantime as Jeongin was making a plan for Y/n’s friend, Hyunjin was saying his vows.

"’I do’ really means, ‘I will’. I will dedicate myself to you. I will take your hand in a spirit of adventure. I will respect your decisions even when I might not agree with them. I will stand by you. I will love you and love growing old with you. If I have done anything right in my life, it will be giving my heart to you - my one true love.”

Minutes later he’d kiss his wife passionately, trying to make it clear to her guy friend that he had no chance with her. He’d pick her up bridal style and run down the aisle with her in his arms whilst the people were cheering happily for them.

After their first dance, Hyunjin handed his beautiful wife over to her parent. Kissing her cheek, before he walked off to Jeongin who smirked. “Where is he?” Hyunjin asked his friend coldly. “I locked him in one of the bathrooms on the other side of the castle.” “Good job.” Hyunjin said whilst smirking along.

Soon they had arrived at the bathroom, Hyunjin started laughing. The boy looked pathetic as he was tied up and laid on the ground. Hyunjin knelt down to his level and ripped the tape from his face, making the boy groan in pain. “Why are you doing this? I knew something was up with you. I never thought you were a psychopath.” He’d yell. “Yell all that you want. They won’t be able to hear you. Nobody will. Nobody will ever find you or care enough to look for you. We should do you a favour and make you disappear, don’t we Jeongin?” “I agree.” Jeongin said, taking out a knife out of his back pocket.

“Who do you think you are! Checking my wife out! How dare you! She’s mine! Only mine! You need to pay for what you did you fucking twat.” Hyunjin yells as he grabbed the boy by his hair. Not wanting to bruise the boy’s skin as they wanted to make their murder look like an act of suicide.

“Wait! No- Please!” Jeongin’s laughter had an evil tint to it as he cut the robes of the boy. In the meantime was Hyunjin running the bath, before they grabbed the boy and threw him in. They held his head under the tab, grabbing him by the shoulder so he couldn’t get out of their grip. When he stopped squirming and his colour of his skin started to pale, they let go of him. They checked his pulse, to make sure they had gotten rid of him.

“Should we clean this up?” Jeongin would ask. “No, leave him here. Make it seem natural. Let’s go outside. It will seem like we took a walk.” Hyunjin said. “You’re so smart.” “You’ve a lot to learn, but you’ll get there.” Hyunjin laughs as they walked out the door.

When they had sneaked outside successfully after their task, Hyunjin saw his wife in her stunning white dress, running up to them. “What’s wrong baby?” He asks her as she looked upset. “Have you seen Y/f/n? I haven’t seen him since the ceremony.” She states confused. “No I’m sorry baby, Jeongin and I were just taking a walk whilst chatting. Maybe he left already?” Hyunjin said as he held her in his arms. “Why would he leave? I thought he was my friend?” She pouts.

“Don’t be sad my love, you have me. I’ll be all you need.” Hyunjin smiled as he pecked her lips. “I know, now let’s go back inside. I want to dance with you.” She says with a smirk. “Everything for you my love.”

Jisung:

Jisung is a scaredy and panicky-like person. When Jisung proposed he had a million things going through his mind. ‘She will say yes, right? Of course Jisung, why wouldn’t she say yes? She loves you- but what if she doesn’t? No- No don’t be crazy! She loves you. What if it was all an act-‘ His own thoughts were cut off when she appeared and he went for it and popped the question. Ever since he hasn’t been any less anxious. He was running back and forth, making calls at the same time as he planned his wedding with a wedding planner on his side. “What if the weather would be bad?” He’d ask in a panicked tone. “You two are planning to marry in the summer, it will be fine.” “But what if-“ “Jisung, it will be fine. Everything will work out. Trust me.” The wedding planner tried to assure him. “It better will.” Jisung growled at him. Before he went back to making calls.

Jisung and Y/n were now out on trying flavours for their cake, when Y/n asked him how the planning was going. 

“W-why are you asking? Everything is going fine- just great! You shouldn’t worry- you’re asking a lot of questions-“ “Baby, calm down. Breath.” His fiancée say as she held his cheeks in her hands. “You’re all wrought-up. You know I’m right here when you need any help and so is our wedding planner. He will do an amazing job and so will you. I believe in you my love.” She assured him whilst she peppered his face with kisses. Jisung calmed down in her touch and kissed her hands in appreciation. “Thank you princess, but I feel like I should do this. You shouldn’t be worried about our wedding. The only think you need to do it be pretty and be there.” He jokes, with a tint of anxiety hidden in the back. “I’m for sure going to be there, but let me help. I don’t want to see you all worn out at our wedding day. This is also about you- it’s about us two, coming together and become one. We’re going to be married Sungie. Let me help you.” She whispers as she runs her fingers through his hair. “Alright, could you please help me with the flowers and the cake? That would be amazing.” “I will my love. Now, finish your cake. It’s a pity if they’d have to throw it away.” She smiles as she feeds him another piece. “I love you princess.”

Finally, the day of the wedding was there. And Jisung was as anxious as ever. He was shaking and Y/n had told him to take some medicine, since he got her worried. He did as he was told and he calmed down. He now was walking around the venue, with sort of glassy eyes. The medicines had hit him hard, but they’d wear off eventually. It was an hour before the wedding and Jisung felt happiness instead of his lingering anxiety. He was greeting guests cheerfully and thanking them for coming.

The only thing on Jisung’s mind right now was marrying the love of his life. He was getting so excited, until Y/n’s brother came up to him. (A/n: if you don’t have a brother in real life, for the sake of this imagine/ scenario, please pretend you do. It isn’t called ‘fiction’ for nothing.) Jisung hated Y/n’s brother. He always was stepping on Jisung’s toes. Always pointing out Jisung’s flaws, telling him he’d never be good enough for Y/n. Jisung wanted him gone at this point. “Hey, faggot. You look a little nervous now, don’t you?” He’d scoff. Jisung would roll his eyes, trying to walk away from him so he wouldn’t do anything he’d regret on his wedding day. “What is this?” Her brother would start as he looked into Jisung’s eyes. “The little fucker is even high on his own wedding day! How fucking predictable.” He’d snicker.

“I have told you multiple times that you should piss of maggot-“ “And I’ve told you multiple times, that I will marry that girl. No matter what. You aren’t an exception. Don’t think you’re special or anything.” Jisung snapped back. Her brother didn’t look too amused and rolled his eyes at Jisung. “I will stop this marriage with all my power, just remember that. She doesn’t need you. You don’t deserve her. I’m putting an end to this for once and for all even if I would have get rid of you personally.” He’d threaten before he stomped off.

Jisung was left speechless and he noticed that the medicine wasn’t working anymore. It felt like something snapped inside of Jisung’s brain, because he was losing his sanity. He wanted to kill him. He didn’t care that people would watch, but he knew it would be the end of him. Too many people would be eyewitnesses, especially since their wedding was on the roof of a building. She’d run away from him. He couldn’t risk that, so he called up a guy and did what he had to do.

Jisung in the meantime walked to the bar to get a drink, the only thing that could help him out for  now. His best man came up to check on him and he assured him that he was alright.

Jisung was still restless as he was waiting for his fiancée to walk down the aisle, thinking something still could go wrong. He heard her brother’s words repeating itself through his head, but they all faded away when he saw her. She looked beautiful in her dress and he felt his body relax. Especially when he saw the shocked expression on her brother’s face before he ran out of the ceremony. People shot him confused glances, but didn’t think too much of it as they returned their attention to the couple.

The ceremony went spotless. Y/n even cried when she listened Jisung’s vows. “I promise to love you without condition, to honour you each and every day. To laugh with you when you’re happy, to guide you when you ask for direction. To challenge you to be a better person and allow you to do the same for me. I’ll promise to be your biggest fan and your ever present listening audience. I promise to love you for eternity and whatever comes after that. I promise to love you with whatever I have and with whatever I will receive. You’re the love of my life, the reason why I wake up every day. I love you so much.”

After the wedding, it seemed like people had forgotten already about Y/n’s brother, but Jisung hadn’t. He excused himself and made once again a call.

“Give me an update.” Jisung demanded through the phone. “He’s dead and we will have his body liquidated.” The man on the other side would state. “Thank you my old friend. I will send you your pay check after the wedding.” “Thank you, boss. Congratulations and enjoy your evening.” “Thank you, goodbye.” Jisung says before he hung up the phone.

“Who what that baby?” Y/n asks, the moonlight hitting her face when she came outside to look for her husband. “Nothing important baby, I just got an call from an old friend. He sadly couldn’t make it due work, but he did congratulate us.” Jisung whispered as he held her. “That’s so sweet. By the way, do you have any idea where y/b/n went? I haven’t seen him.” “Don’t worry about him, I think he had something important to do.” “I guess so. I mean, he looked pretty shocked. Anyway, are you coming back inside? Dinner is going to be served soon.” “I’ll be there in just a second baby.” He whispered against her lips, before she went back inside.

“I told you I was going to marry her. No matter what. You weren’t an exception as you saw.” Jisung muttered to the wind as he looked at the skyline. “One vermin less to worry about.” Jisung says before he went back inside. Because he won, he had the girl and he would always have her.

Felix:

This boy would arrange a big wedding. He would invite everybody he knew. The lobby guy? Sure why not, come to our wedding and see how I make this beauty mine. He’d spend all his money on the wedding, trying to make it a fairy tale-like. He’d also give her a lot of money to his fiancée so she could buy a dress. “No, I can’t take this-“ “Of course you can. You’re going to be my wife. Everything I have is yours.” He says with a flirty smirk resting on his lips. “No, Felix please. Keep it. I can’t take that from you. It’s too much.” She says as she held the stack of money Felix had placed in her hands. “It’s either, you take the money or I’ll come with you. And as much as I would love to tag along with you, it brings bad luck if the husband sees his wife in her dress, before the wedding. You wouldn’t want that, now do you my love?” She sighs as she shook her head no. He started to chuckle as he kissed her forehead and walked off.

Felix would often drop of the invites for their wedding, personally to the people. Seeing their faces lighten up would bring him joy, it was a way of showing dominance over his fiancée somehow to him. “Here’s an invite to our wedding.” The more he’d say it, the more joy it brought to him. He just couldn’t wait. He wanted to marry her straight away, but the chance of having an audience who is there to see it all gave Felix a rush of adrenaline.

He was a happy man, until he arrived at Y/n’s parents’ place. They hated Felix’s guts. They didn’t wanted to do anything with him, yet they let their daughter marry him. He’d smirk slyly by the thought of how he has Y/n wrapped around his finger.

“Mom, I’m going to marry him no matter what. You can’t do anything about it.” She had yelled, Felix standing behind her as he tried to hide the smirk on his face. “He’s not who you think he is-“ “And what do you know? You’ve hated him ever since I’ve introduced him to you!” “You can’t marry him Y/n-“ “Yes, I can! I don’t need adult consent to get married. I’m an adult! Now just leave, you’re wasting our time. We’ve got a wedding to plan.” She had said, ending the scene by dragging him along with her.

Felix smiled back at the memory as he stood in front of her parents’ place. “Hello, Felix.” Her dad muttered as soon as he saw the younger man. “Hello, sir. Here’s the invite to your daughter’s and I’s wedding-“ “Listen to me you piece of shit. My daughter is way too good for you. I will tear you apart, if I find out you treat her wrong. I will make sure she will see you like we do. You’re nothing but a failure, a little sociopath who needs to be locked up. Don’t think I don’t know who you are. We’ve seen your secret records and folders- you know what. I’m going to call the police. I should’ve done that a long time ago-“ Before her dad knew it, Felix had his hand wrapped around the man’s neck as he shoved him back inside.

“I’m sorry sir, I can’t let you do that. Can’t risk the chance of Y/n even thinking about leaving me, which she won’t, but just to make sure. Why don’t we get rid of you, do we?” Felix’s face would be the last thing the man remembered and the screaming of his wife in the background, before everything turned pitch black. Felix would call a guy to clean up the mess, before he went back to his fiancée at home.

“Baby, can you come here?” Felix would say as he patted his lap, signing to her to sit on it. “What’s wrong baby?” She asked him softly. “I-I just went to your parents’ place to hand them their invite to our wedding, but they started screaming at me how I didn’t deserve you and that they didn’t wanted to come to our wedding if you married me.” Felix cried. Y/n froze in shock, believing every word Felix told her. “T-they denied our invite?” Felix nodded in respond as he hid his face in her shoulder.

“W-well, screw them! I don’t need them! All I need is you and only you.” Those were the words Felix had been longing to hear. He pulled back from her shoulder to kiss her lips softly. “I love you baby.” “I love you too.”

Felix had planned the wedding perfectly and you could see that. The decoration was handmade and it took the staff a week to decorate everything. There were flowers hanging next to the chandeliers from the ceiling and the guests were taking pictures everywhere. They all would praise Felix for his creativity and for making this wedding absolutely beautiful.

Felix would calmly walk around, knowing there couldn’t go anything wrong. He had checked every guest personally and they all thought of him as a sweet young (and rich) boy who was absolutely whipped for his bride. And he was indeed whipped for her.

Every ten minutes he would go to her dressing room, checking up on her and asking if she needed anything. “I can get you some cake if you want to, nobody would notice. That thing is huge!” He’d joke. “No, Felix honey I will be fine. Just go get ready yourself and I’ll see you in fifteen minutes.” “I love you so much.” “I love you too Lix.”

Everything went as planned. And his breath was knocked out of his lungs when he saw her walk down the extravagant aisle. The dress fitted her perfectly, hugging every little bit of her. He was star struck. It felt like seeing her for the first time, he just knew he had to have her and now the time was finally there.

He couldn’t stop looking and touching her, the marriage officiant even noticed. “We should get started, because I can see that the groom would love to move on to their wedding night.” He’d joke, making everybody laugh before they started.

When the vows were being exchanged he stared at her lovingly, taking every word to his heart. “…I take you to be my best friend, my faithful partner and my one true love. I promise to encourage you and to inspire you and to laugh at every lame joke you make. I promise to always join you when you start dancing and I will always be there for you in times of good and bad. I will forever love unconditionally through the times of our adventures in life together. I love you Felix.”

He whipped the tears away that fell from her eyes and kissed her forehead, before he started his vows. “I’m going to be honest with you. I don’t have that much of a vow, but that’s okay. It is, because I promise to love and honour you with everything I have. Like I said before, everything I have is yours and I want to be all that you need. I promise to be your rock, your best friend and your faithful partner. I promise to love you to eternity and whatever comes after that. I will treat you as my queen and nothing less. I will give you everything you want and I’ll be everything you need. I love you princess.”

They were both shaking in excitement after they had exchanged their rings and as soon as the officiant declared them as husband and wife, Felix pulled her into his arms and kissed her passionately. He grabbed her hand when the music started playing as they walked happily down the aisle together.

“Are you ready Mrs Lee?” He asks when they stood in front of the doors of their reception. “I am Mr Lee.” She giggles as she kissed him. “Let’s do this then.” As soon as they opened the door a gasp had left Y/n’s mouth. The reception was even more fairy tale-like than their ceremony and Y/n didn’t know where to look. Everything was just so beautiful and she just couldn’t help, but cry. “Do you like it my love?” He asks excitedly. “I love it! It’s all so pretty! Did you do this? I- Felix!” She whined happily as she hid her face in his chest as she hugged him.

“Hey, you know what they say. Happy wife happy life.” Felix laughed, making her laugh as well. “Now, come with me please. I want to have my first dance with my wife.” He whispered as he dragged her to the middle of the dance floor. Both of them were smiling brightly, nothing could ruin their night. Absolutely nothing. Felix would make sure of it.

Seungmin:

Seungmin loves the mountains, so that’s where the wedding would take place. He would give her almost all the say over their wedding, except the invites. He loved your family, but he wasn’t very fond of your friends. They saw and knew too much. They didn’t support their relationship and Seungmin didn’t wanted to lose his sanity at his own wedding. Their meetups went wrong multiple times.

There would be yelling and even the sound of smashing glass. The police eventually got involved and everything was just a mess. “Officer, I swear to God I didn’t- He-“ She started. “Ma’am you’re holding a sharp object in your hand and he’s the one bleeding. I think I know who to believe.” The police officer states as he looked at Seungmin whose arm and face was bleeding. “That fucking bastard started all of this! He should be the one who’s getting arrested not me! Fucking psychopath walk to hell!” One of Y/n’s friends yelled as she got handcuffed by another officer.

“O-officer, I just don’t know what happened. We were having a great time and then they started to smash things in my house and- and I didn’t know what to do. They even smashed my girlfriend’s pictures. I-“ “It’s okay, Mr Kim. We’ll handle this. We’ll send you to the hospital so your cuts and wounds can receive medical attention.” “C-could you also call my girlfriend? My hands hurt.” Seungmin winced in pain with a sad look on his face. “Of course.”

Twenty minutes later his worried fiancée would arrive at the hospital, frantically asking people and eventually Seungmin questions about the whole situation. “W-we were at our place and I wanted to get to know them, since they are your friends. But, I think they don’t really like me, since they started to throw things at me.”

‘You filthy bastard. We know what you are. We saw you the very first day, following us around like a fucking shadow. You think that we’re going to let you marry her? Fuck-‘ ‘I’m sorry, but I can’t let that happen.’ Seungmin had muttered under his breath that night. ‘Excuse me?’ ‘You heard me puppet. I will make sure you won’t come between Y/n and I.’

“Well, that doesn’t really sound like them?” Y/n mumbled confused as she caressed her fiancé’s cheek as a sign of comfort. “I’m sorry baby, I-I guess they weren’t who we thought they were.” Seungmin whispered as he kissed her forehead.

Not even weeks later they were in court. All charges were spoken as guilty to Y/n’s friends and they couldn’t believe what happened. Seungmin had to wait until they had walked out to smile. He played the game dirty, but this was the only way to win. ‘One way to get these maggots out of the way.’ He slipped the rest of the money to his lawyer before he walked off with his fiancée. “I’m sorry baby, but this is what they deserve.” A fifty meter distant restraining order was given. She shrugged sadly as she walked back with him to the car. “The bad things are over now princess. Let’s focus on the good things like our upcoming wedding.”

And so they did. Y/n decided to focus all her attention to their wedding and made sure everything would be perfect. The small church, where they would be wedded was simply decorated and the reception would take outside under the big trees with little lights in them as they sun would set. The day would go by just like that. Seungmin was already thinking back, just a few hours earlier he was stressing about that day and now he was married to the love of his life.

“There is only you and there will only ever be you. You who fulfils my heart and my purpose in life. I love you so much and you make me the happiest man on earth by marrying me. I promise to always love you, to always cheer you up whenever you’re sad, to comfort you when you’re frustrated. I promise to be everything you need and more. I also promise to always make you food whenever you’re hungry, since you quite scare me whenever you’re hangry.” He had joked minutes before they shared their first kiss as husband and wife.

Seungmin just couldn’t be happier. Sadly his happiness came to an end when his best man called him over, telling him someone was demanding to see him outside of the venue. Seungmin would excuse himself and would walk off to see on of Y/n’s ex-friends standing.

“Remember, fifty meters.” Seungmin smirked. “You may have won that round, but If I go to Y/n and show her the actual prove of what happened that night, she will ask for a divorce immediately.” She’d threaten as she waved the bag, with apparently the prove, in front of Seungmin’s face. He quickly snatched it from her and grabbed her by the arm, pulling her away from the venue. In the meantime he had called somebody who minutes later ran up behind them. “Take care of her, you know what to do.” Seungmin would say as he tossed her to him.

She looked at him shocked from the ground, which made Seungmin smirk once again. “You really didn’t think that I’d let you walk off like that, right? You dump little bitch. It’s your turn now. And make sure these are gone too.” The boy nodded to his boss before Seungmin walked off.

“Nobody will find you, trust me on that one.” He whispered as he looked back. “Baby, are you coming? We’re going to dance!” His wife says as soon as she sees him. “I’m coming honey!” ‘Nobody will ruin this for me.’

Jeongin:

This young boy wanted everything, just like the other boys to be perfect. But, not only for his fiancée but also to prove to people that even though he was young, he could manage to plan a wedding. The wedding would take place at his home town, also known as Busan. He dreamed of a beach wedding, because he missed his home and because he thought the pictures of her would turn out beautifully.

He didn’t really know what to do, but he wasn’t going to admit that, so he hired a wedding planner. He let her do that main theme and the decoration and Jeongin would just check in if she’s doing whatever Jeongin wanted. Y/n would be shopping for a wedding dress and Jeongin would tag along. He’d act awkward and sit there with his hoodie over his face. He just didn’t wanted to be away from her. Y/n lowkey loved it and thought he was adorable. He didn’t care, he heard how happy she was when she had found the right dress. And she would laugh when he tried to find his way to the exist with his eyes closed. “Baby, you can open your eyes, the dress is in a black bag.” Y/n laughed, making him laugh as well.

When they went out for picking flowers with their wedding planner, he would be stopping his fiancée every time, just to make a picture of her saying with every photo he made: ‘I can’t see my baby, I only see flowers in this picture.’ She’d slap him playfully before they went on with their wedding planning.

Y/n had no idea what Jeongin had planned. A day before the wedding he told her to not wear a necklace on their wedding day and Y/n would accept it without thinking too much about it. So, the next day when it was finally the wedding day, he was calm. He had nothing to worry about. The reception looked great, the ceremony did too and the sun was shining brightly. The day couldn’t go wrong.

And he had no ‘enemies’, nobody would expect from that sweet young boy to be a mad possessive man. His smile had caught many hearts and they all loved him. ‘Jeongin couldn’t even hurt a fly.’ They would all say.

And Jeongin thought so too, he didn’t wanted to hurt people unnecessarily. He does what he has to do when somebody threatens him or his love of his life. He didn’t wanted to make enemies and one way of doing that is by forbidding his fiancée to have any male friends. Another way would be keeping her family and friends ‘close’. In a way where they would only see his sweet side, but that wouldn’t be happening for too long anymore. As soon as they would get married she’d be only his.

She wouldn’t need anybody else, but him.  He was greeting a lot of people when he suddenly saw Y/n’s maid of honour. “How is she doing?” He asked her. “She’s doing fine. She’s just nervous, but that’s normal. And she was thirsty, so I’m getting her a drink.” “You’re so good to her, thank you.” Jeongin shot her his best fake smile when she walked off again. ‘Just one last time you have to deal with them Jeongin, just one day.’ He said to himself.

Before he knows it, he gets called to the end of the aisle where he’d be waiting for her. He was jumping up and down in excitement and Chan literally had to hold him down, but when he saw his bride he froze and Chan let go.

She looked beautiful in her dress and Jeongin smiled to himself proudly when he saw that she didn’t wore a necklace. He couldn’t resist kissing her when she finally stood in front of him. “You look like a goddess baby.” He whispered making her blush.

“Please say your vows Mr Yang.” The officiant says. Jeongin cleared his throat before he spoke. “My sweet princess, first of all I want to tell you that I love you and I couldn’t be happier that you’ve entered my life. Ever since I’ve known you things have been incredible and I don’t want it to stop. I promise to be your best friend and to have you back no matter what. I promise to love you unconditionally and I promise you to keep you warm at night. I promise to make sure I’m not just hungry before I yell, once again I love you and I’m sorry.” Everybody laughed at the joke he cracked in the middle of his vows. “Lastly, I promise to make you happy every chance I get and to protect you. I know we are young, but I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I love you so much.”

He’d chuckle as he noticed the tears in her eyes. He quickly held her in his arms and kissed her forehead.

“…I now pronounce you as husband and wife. Jeongin, you may kiss your bride.” Jeongin took her face into his hands and connected their lips for the first time as husband and wife. She smiled against his lips and he returned the smile when he pulled away. The people next to them were cheering and flashing lights filled the room.

“Ready to go Mrs Yang.” He asks as he took her hand. “I am Mr Yang.” “Let’s go then.”

After the two came back from their beach photoshoot, they were greeted by their friends and family. They would share their first dance and cut the cake, before Jeongin would surprise his wife.

“Alright, are your eyes closed?” He asks his wife as he held a velvet box in front of her. “I do.” She giggles back. “Alright, open them.” He says when he had opened the box, making people guess and ‘awh’ in the background. Y/n gasped and started to laugh at Jeongin’s sweet gesture. He had customised a necklace for her with ‘Mrs Yang’ written on it, diamonds decorating the accessory. She took it from him and gave him a kiss.

“I love it.” She whispered to him as he put it on her. “I’m glad you like it my love. Now, you can show off your new last name.” He laughs, secretly meaning it. He wanted to everyone to know, wherever they were who she belonged to.

And with that shining ring and necklace on her and of course him on her side, everybody would.

Gifs aren’t mine

@klynvan @daebakshinki

Important message:

Some may have seen in my Stray Kids masterlist that there will be a honeymoon part of this Yandere wedding series. I will post that, in May. I’m sorry to say this, but on the other hand I’m not because my finals are coming up and that needs all my attention and focus right now. (I failed my senior finals last year so I kind of want to graduate this year, you know what I mean.) My birthday is literally a day before the national exams start and I can’t, I’m lowkey pissed.

Anyway, what I wanted to say was. That I will be on a hiatus until the end of May/ the beginning of June. This also mean that for the people who have requested something from me will have to wait, I ask you to please understand but my school is my number one priority at the moment as it should be.

Once again, I won’t be writing until May/June, but you might see me liking or reblogging stuff on Tumblr. I rather not take any request right now until that point when I’m back, but I guess that you can leave it in a private message and I can put it on my to do list.

Lastly, thank you all for the reading and supporting my content and I will be back soon. Thank you guys by the way also for the 700+ followers, I still can’t believe how much this account has grown in just 4 months. Thank you all so much!

[kaeltale]

Witcher Fic Rec List

Happy Fanfic Author Appreciation Day! I did one of these for my current obsession (Good Omens) earlier, but a lovely ask just motivated me to make one for my first obsession (The Witcher) too. Remember to leave the authors lots of love for this blessed celebration of Fandom!

(This is by no means an exhaustive list of all the wonderful fics in this fandom, but a sampling of some of my favorites for anyone who might be new in town. Enjoy!)

Rated-G:

No Monopoly on Altruism by @jikanet-tanaka (Dettlaff/Regis) (WIP) 6.4K words. Drabble Sequence, Injury Recovery, Slow Burn. 100 word drabbles for the rarest of rare pairs. Starting in the days where Dettlaff is resuscitating Regis after his dissolution by Vilgefortz. This project might be on hiatus, but I still love to go back and read it.

Absolution by Taricha (Gen Fic, no pairing) 6K words. Post-B&W, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending. Coming to terms with Syanna’s death. Dettlaff keeps visiting Anna Henrietta's room at night, and she cannot find a way to make him stay away.

A Merry Tune by nemluvnost (Regis/Geralt) (Not Rated, but probably G) 1.2K words. Silly, Cute, Dancing. A very short little happy interlude following B&W. Written entirely for fun. In which Ciri plays a match-maker.

I Will Find You by @andordean (Cahir/Ciri) 2.1K words. Hurt/Comfort, Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies AU, Pining, Unresolved Romantic Tension. Cahir was trying damn hard not to stare, not to follow Ciri like the lovestruck idiot that he was, but judging by her glances, he was failing miserably. In which Cahir has Got It Bad and Ciri has some recovering to do.

Rated-T:

It Takes A Hansa by @jikanet-tanaka (Gen Fic, no pairing) 18.5K words. Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies AU, Family Fluff, Raising a Child. Based off the book saga: In a kinder, better world, on a cold winter morning, Maria Barring's child is welcomed to the world by his exhausted mother and his overly giddy auntie Angoulême. Oh, and by his four dads. Overly self-indulgent AU where everybody survives, and Milva's kid gets to be raised by the most epic family of all time. (One of my favorite fluffy fics, and Regis is The Best Dad, In My Humble Opinion.)

Magpie by @asparrowsfall (Dettlaff/Regis and pre-slash Regis/Geralt) 7.7K words. Coming of Age, Blood Drinking, First Kiss, Drunkenness, Animal Death, Infant Death. A vignette of Regis and Dettlaff in their younger years. The tags sound heavy, but it’s actually pretty light and bittersweet (mostly sweet). Regis is a young, stupid vampire doing young, stupid things. A wonderful exploration of the characters.

Heart of the Matter by ValmureEld (Gen Fic, no pairing) 2.3K words. BroTP, Witcher Anatomy, Light Angst, Medical Fic, Friendship. Regis is an excellent friend and physician, and sometimes Geralt needs both to help him away from his uncertainty about his place in the world. Also known as, Regis keeps organs in his lab and this makes Geralt philosophical.

Blackbird by kaeltale (Dettlaff/Regis) 1.3K words. Depression, Overcoming Crisis, Hurt/Comfort, Established Relationship. Regis finds Dettlaff after the events of Tesham Mutna, and helps his estranged lover to heal.

Rated-M:

Blood Ties by @andordean (Ciri/Regis, Ciri/Cerys, Ciri/Tankred) 83K words. Friendship/Love, Post-canon, Alternate Ending, Queen of Cintra, Hurt/Comfort, Open Marriage/Polyamory, Complicated Relationships, Intimacy. This is a story of a witcheress and a vampire. A story of a journey, of facing the past, of choosing a future. A story of growth, of healing, a story of friendship. A story of love; of different kinds of love. (I could seriously write an essay on how much I LOVE this fic. It is so beautiful and sensitive, and Dordean has this wonderful respect and insight into who Ciri is; a strong and independent woman who has scars to overcome.)

The Promise of Dawn by @jikanet-tanaka (Gen Fic, no pairing) 11.1K words. Grief/Mourning, Depression, Recovery, Post-B&W. A remorseful, grief-stricken vampire tries to pick up the pieces of his life after doing the unthinkable.

Unsaid by @asparrowsfall (Regis/Geralt) 17.8K words. Soulmates AU, Telepathy, Wings. Based on the book saga: A soulmate AU, where soulmates form a telepathic bond. Geralt meets Regis at Fen Carn, and the story follows through the novel events all the way to Stygga Castle and beyond.

Young Wolves by @dreadelion (Eskel/Geralt) 8.3K words. Transgender Male Character, Friends to Lovers, ILLUSTRATED!! A collection of illustrated ficlets, showing Geralt and Eskel's friendship through the ages, from first meetings to best friends to something more. Part 1 of the Young Wolves series.

A Vampire, an Elf, and a Dragon Walk into a Bar by kaeltale (Regis/The Queen of the Night, Regis & Borch) 5.2K words. Young Regis, Philosophy, Established Relationship. Based on the book saga: Young Emiel and his girlfriend visit Dol Blathanna for a holiday. Things get a bit tense with the local elves, and a golden dragon plays referee. A fun exploration of what would happen if you stick Regis and Borch in a valley together and make them talk.

Rated-E:

Ripple Effect by @andordean (Ciri/Regis) 2.3K words. Hurt/Comfort, Past Abuse, Referenced Past Sexual Assault, Recovery. Despite the tags, it’s very soft. Ciri thought she had gotten over the past, that she had accepted everything that had been done to her, that she’d moved on... Falling apart in front of his eyes, she realised how wrong she had been.

space hollowed out of absence by @merulanoir (Regis/Geralt) 14.1K words. Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Violence, Whump, Post-canon, poetry. Regis didn't have enough time to tell Geralt all the things he needed to hear.  He didn't know it would end like this. He didn't know it wouldn't end.  Some wishes, desperate and unclear, are stronger than death.

Forget Me Not series, and We Name Each Other series by @merulanoir (Regis/Geralt, and Dettlaff/Regis/Geralt respectively) Really, Meru’s whole AO3 page is just packed with tons of (smutty) goodness that mostly revolves around Regis/Geralt. (Be sure to keep an eye on their updates, because something DELICIOUS is coming *wink*.)

All That's Mine I Carry With Me by @asparrowsfall (Regis/Geralt) 28.2K words. Post-canon, Alternate Ending, Bottom Geralt, Choose Your Own Ending. A smutty take on that last Regis/Geralt scene in ‘Blood and Wine’— including two Choose Your Own Endgame mini-epilogues!

Misethere by @astolat (Geralt/Emhyr) 46.2K words. Consent Issues, Sex Pollen, Infidelity, War, Seduction. I’m not going to give a summary here, but just know that, before I read this fic, I would never have thought I’d want Emhyr slash in my life. I am ruined. This fic ruined me. Forever. There is no hope.

[precuredaily]

Precure Day 154

Episode: Yes! Precure 5 06 - “Precure 5! All Together!” Date watched: 6 October 2019 Original air date: 11 March 2007 Screenshots: https://imgur.com/a/1w3riAm Project info and master list of posts: http://tinyurl.com/PCDabout

Karen is a character who grows a lot over the course of the show, and since she’s been around for six episodes before getting to transform, she has already had a small journey just to get to this point. That’s something you can’t say about all series that followed the model of introducing their heroes one episode at a time. This episode is the climax of her arc so far, and it’s really making me reconsider who my favorite Character in this series is. Why? I’ll get to that after we recap.

The Plot

We see a flashback to Karen as a child trying to pretend to Jiiya that she doesn’t miss her parents and isn’t lonely, as it transitions to present day Karen staring wistfully out a window before hugging herself, lamenting that she couldn’t save the girls the other day.

oof

At school, the other girls try to convince Nozomi to find someone else to become the last Precure but she won’t hear it. Jiiya happens to be there to pick Karen up, so the girls stop to talk with him, and he asks them to please continue being friends with her, because the other day she seemed to be truly enjoying herself. He explains how she hides her loneliness so as to not burden her parents. Meanwhile, we see Karen in a student council meeting, but she's lost in thought about her failure. When she comes out, she sees Jiiya sitting with the other girls and tells them pointedly that she can’t help them. Nozomi asks Coco why she might have failed the transformation and he explains that if you don’t truly wish to become a Precure, you can’t. Karen insists that she truly did, but then she remembers what she actually said: “If I want something done, I have to do it myself.” She excuses herself and starts to walk home.

Nozomi, not fond of taking “no” for an answer, chases after her. When her attempts to persuade Karen only agitate her, she remembers what Jiiya said and reminds her how much fun they had the other day. Then she hits Karen with the big one: despite their differences, they both really love their parents. Karen pauses and Nozomi explains what Jiiya told her. She says that someone as caring as her couldn’t possibly fail to become a cure. Karen is moved by her words and softens up, but then Bunbee appears, seeking the Dream Collet. He turns the captured Pinky into a Kowaina, so Nozomi transforms but she can’t bring herself to fight it. The other girls arrive and transform but Bunbee and the Kowaina have them on the ropes. Karen, who has been watching from safety, realizes she doesn’t want her new friends to be hurt, no matter how powerless she may be, so she blocks them from Bunbee’s finishing blow.

Her courage and desire to help them, rather than take on all the burden, is enough to summon the blue butterfly again, and this time when it lands on her wrist, it transforms into a Pinky Catch and stays. Karen transforms and designates herself as “The Blue Spring of Intelligence, Cure Aqua!” With all five Cures now assembled, they perform their group roll call: “With the power of hope and the light of the future, our five beautiful hearts will soar! Yes! Precure 5!”

Immediately she gives instructions to the others on how to defeat the Kowaina without harming the Pinky: detach the mask, and keep Bunbee occupied. They use their special attacks (and credit where credit is due, Mint Protection was cleverly used to stun the Kowaina) and manage to separate the mask from the monster without actually harming it, and it shatters. Bunbee tries one last attack but Dream wards him off, and he disappears with a signature complaint.

Mint quickly captures the Pinky, and the five girls celebrate their victory and their future together. That night, at home, Karen calls her mother and admits that she misses her and is curious when she will return home.

The next day at school, we see how their new friendship will play out when Nozomi arrives late to school. Karen scolds her for being late, and Nozomi begs her to let it slide since they’re friends now. However, Karen states that they’re different matters, as their friendship does not preclude her responsibilities. Nozomi slumps and that’s the note we end on.

The Analysis

When we first met Karen, she seemed stern and up-tight. She is looking into the mysterious events at the school to determine whether people are safe, if a student is involved, if school officials need to be alerted. She’s trying to keep the peace and maintain order. But she’s not a bad person. She takes her responsibilities seriously but she also maintains a good friendship with Komachi and presumably knows about her writing. She does the right things but sometimes for the wrong reasons. She has internalized her loneliness due to her parents always traveling and doesn’t want to burden them with her feelings, so she doesn’t acknowledge any situations where she might need help or be able to help, she just takes on other people’s burdens. Nozomi may be the first person to finally crack her shell, to be able to see how she really feels and talk to her about it. Jiiya knew, of course, but he wasn’t able to do anything himself. The power of having a group of friends to help and support her gave Karen the room to be vulnerable and honest with herself, and understand where she failed before. She overcomes her self-isolation and wants to help save her friends, to protect them from certain danger regardless of her own powerlessness. In this moment of self-sacrifice, wanting the power to help others, she becomes worthy of the mantle of a Pretty Cure and is able to transform. Beyond transforming into a Precure however, she has transformed emotionally, as we see after the battle. She’s generally more friendly (though living up to her responsibilities) and more open with her feelings, reaching out to her mother to talk and say she misses her. Her journey is far from over, but it’s already in a great position. I said at the beginning that I was reconsidering who my favorite is (currently it’s Rin) and..... I really do think I might just have to say I love Rin and Karen equally as characters. They do play off each other a lot, we’ll see that soon.

Of course, Karen wouldn’t be here without Nozomi. Here, more than anywhere else so far, she is showcasing that Pink Cure Power that the becomes a staple of the larger casts. She may not be the smartest, the most pure of heart, the most athletic, or the most at peace, but she finds what she wants, works towards it, and doesn’t take “no” for an answer. If not for her, none of the other girls would be here. Her bravery inspired Rin, her strong will inspired Urara, her sincerity inspired Komachi, and now her earnestness has inspired Karen. Nozomi can see things in people that nobody else can, if they need a friend she’s there to be a friend, if they need someone to root for them she’s there to do that. She saw that Karen was being dishonest with herself and found the right words to encourage her, she found the common ground between them and used it to break through Karen’s cold exterior and her feelings of depression and inadequacy about being unable to transform in order to cheer her up and make friends.

Nozomi believe in Karen long after everybody else gave up and I adore it.

Aside from Nozomi, though, Karen has one more player on her side: Jiiya the butler. He serves as the bridge between Karen and the rest of the world a lot, which is fun, but since he has known her since she was a child, he knows how to read her. Unfortunately, just watching her isn’t enough for me so he encourages her friendship with the group and flat out tells them how Karen really feels about bothering other people and why, which softens her to the girls and the audience. Also, showing her burgeoning insecurity at the very start made my heart break. That is a powerful scene, especially the transition between the younger Karen and present-day. I might have to gif that, watch this spot.

P.S.young Karen is the cutest thing.

Let’s talk villains for a minute! This is Bunbee’s second outing and his second failure. Despite how big he talks in the office, when he’s on the field he can’t live up to his own hype. Sure, he makes the girls struggle some, but they’re still coming together as a team, they’re not at full strength yet, and they still manage to defeat him both times, even beating his idea of using a Pinky as a Kowaina so they can’t attack it. He always complains that he isn’t making enough money for field work, or how is he going to explain his failures to his superiors, and generally making other silly comments that tie into the whole “evil business” theme. We’re starting to see that Bunbee is more bark than bite, and next episode we’ll see where he really sits on the totem pole.

Character analyses out of the way, here’s a fun little continuity joke. During the Student Council meeting that Karen isn’t paying attention to, they’re discussing a plan to penalize students who are repeatedly tardy by tracking their attendance at the gate. At the end of the episode when Nozomi is running late, and encounters Karen and the student council performing this task. She gets marked tardy because she slips and doesn’t make it through the gate by the end of the bell. It’s the little things.

We’ve wrapped up the Cure Aqua arc and we’re almost done with the character introductions. This episode was excellently paced and a satisfying payoff to the letdown at the end of the previous one. We got to see Karen come to terms with her own desires and become a better version of herself, and the Pretty Cure team is complete, with each girl bringing a different strength to the group. Next time, Nuts arrives on the scene and he’s carrying a lot of baggage. Look forward to it!

Pink Precure Catchphrase Count: 2 Kettei!

P.S. check PCD Status for a special personal post about Karen’s voice actress.

[piperdelaprim]

Carl as a half-human Headcanons/Backstory

So I kinda wondered why Carl wasn't like the other 3 robots. Obviously, he's not a cyclops, his voice is much more humanly compared to the others, and his actual structure resembles more of a human than a robot in a way. So I came up with the theory that he's half human!

He could just be a more refined robot, but that's boring!

Let's begin!

• Dynamike, the holy creator of all robots, found a way to incorporate real human brains into robotic bodies (I may or may not have been just a little inspired by Alita)

• Carl's brain belonged to a young and arguably nerdy high school student who had a bright future ahead of him, he had an amazing track record with straight As and stellar test scores alongside a passion to learn all above that.

• But one day, he vanished. And nobody knows why. Some say it was the pressure put upon him to succeed, and some say he was kidnapped.

*TW: death/corpse*

• The police investigated the case, with his family hoping he was alive, however before the police could, Dynamike found his lifeless body somewhere in a creek near the woods--a somewhat distance away from Brawl Town.

• He saw this as his golden opportunity to test his newfound science, and already had a robot body prepared for this occasion.

• He extracted the brain from Carl's body and wired it on to the robot mold, the dual light eyes on the construction helmet lit up, while the bot flashed a metallic smile.

• "I'm detecting seismic activity!" were his first words. Dynamike didn't know what to name him, in fact, there was nothing on the body to help identify the brain's owner post-mortem.

• Dynamike decided to name him after what he would have named his first-born son.

• "Carl is my name, geology is my game!" said the newly named humanoid, while preserving the diction he learned from his desired college major in his past life.

• Unfortunately, Dynamike saw Carl as a perfect opportunity for him to make more money, rather than a thing that he can call his own.

• Dynamike sent Carl to mine in the deep rocks of Brawl Town, bringing home gems and riches to follow, but because of his human brain, Carl sought for more.

• He didn't necessarily feel human emotion, like sympathy at this point, the only prominent humanly trait Carl possesses is his geniusness. But at the same time, he was as curious as a cat, and wanted to experience life out of solitude.

• Carl didnt know anybody outside of Dynamike, but one day while Dynamike was asleep, Carl decided to sneak out and try to meet new people, even in the dead of night.

• He didn't know what he would expect, he was hoping for friendly people to come and talk to him, not being aware of the social norms of the universe--he didn't know everybody would be asleep.

• Carl ecountered danger amongst the darkness, that of which being the evil robots (that everyone brawls against). He tried his best to flee, but he realized that fleeing would only prolong his inevitable destruction. He blindly, yet tactfully threw his pickaxe in such an angle that would hit the robot attacking him while it would come back to him like a boomerang would.

• The robot stopped chasing him and fell to the floor. Carl let out a sigh of relief and preceeded to try to find his way back to Dynamike's house.

• After that event, he felt all types of human emotions: bravery, strength, fear, and pride. But he couldn't find his way back home, and at that point, the clock had just struck 3 in the morning and if Carl didn't hide, there would be more bots out there to get him.

• Knowing where he was, Dynamike found Carl and took him back home, where he demanded him clearly not to sneak out during the wee hours of the morning.

• That night, the humanoid couldn't stop thinking about what had happened. He was almost giddy and jumpy for the rest of the day--it was the first time, in both of his lives, that he ever felt that brave or strong.

• One day, he told Dynamike how confident he was--to finally Brawl like the rest of his robots do. Dynamike was very hesitant to agree. He told Carl that he was his prized possession, and that even though it seems like he's just using him for free labor, it's ultimately because he wanted to keep him around.

• Dynamike was aware of how Carl felt with his human brain. He was aware that he felt restricted and isolated from the rest of the world.

• "You know, Mister, I am unfinished. I don't have real arms, I don't have real legs, I don't have real eyes, but most of all I don't have a real heart, but I learned that I can make one myself. It's physically impossible, but I don't mean it literally for that matter. But I can explore the world and make one from scratch, and I can make friends too and be a part of a whole! I-I just need your permission to do that." (He also loved reading fiction in his past life)

• Dynamike then told him to go out and live his life. "Stop usin' big ol' crappy words I ain't understand, you do it err'y day. You got me! You're super diff'nt Carl! You're like the son I ne'er had! I'd be a sad ol' man if you turn out to be one too!"

• Carl knew he's growing his own heart since realizing his full potential. He started to train to Brawl, and at that point he had already mastered the physics behind his pickaxe-boomerang type attack--he just needed to test it out.

• The other brawlers started seeing Carl out, wondering who he was--even the full-robots didn't know of his existence.

• "He's not like us isn't he?" Barley asked Rico. "No. Sawwwwwryyyy." Rico replied. Barley then questioned once again: "He's-he's quite humanly, isn't he?"

• Carl conversed and thought like a human, had humanly mannerisms, and now felt emotions like a human--it's just that he doesn't look like a human.

• He felt very ostracized in many ways because of his differences, even before talking to other brawlers. For some odd reason one day, Carl felt thirsty, and unsure of how to satisfy it, he tried to buy a drink from Barley's bar.

• "I don't think that would be much of help," said Barley, "but I drink this all the time!" He handed the newcomer a glass of oil--and he knew exactly what it was from the get-go.

• "Is this oil, sir?" said Carl. Barley nodded and encouraged him to try it. From the first sip, Carl already accustomed to the taste, and vowed to drink it as a part of his daily fuel.

• From that point on, Barley and him became allies--but Carl wanted to make a human friend.

• One day, he encountered the local red-headed girl, Jessie, outside of a practice area.

• "I see we have a newcomer in town, I'm Jessie, and your name is?" Carl responded with his name, with his very humanly voice.

• Jessie was very confused while hearing his voice, "you don't sound like you should"

• Carl was disappointed hearing this, he felt even more different, and it showed in his expression.

• "But I don't judge! You seem pretty cool! What's your weapon? Maybe we can team later if you want!"

• Jessie became Carl's first ever human friend, and they warmed up to one another, which lead Jessie to introduce him to a large number of human brawlers that made him feel more humanly than he had ever felt.

• "It appears that I have a crisis every day. My superior has a brain but my inferior is just metal. I'm not one or the other, but an ugly mix of both." he told his human friends. And Carl realized he had discovered more human emotions--pity, insecurity and jealousy.

• But his new friends remind him every day about his potential, and that if his mind allowed him to, he can eventually complete his heart.

• Carl eventually gains the skill and confidence to brawl successfully, with his powerful human brain and resilient metal exterior--he even incorporated his minecart into the mix!

• Meanwhile, back at home, his family still doesn't know where Carl (or if that's REALLY his name) is. His body vanished and there was absolutely no trace of him--not even a sign of whether he was alive or not.

• Carl gets weird dreams of his family back at home, not knowing who they are--he gets them so frequently that he even asked Dynamike what they meant--he frantically told him not to worry about it.

• Despite this, Carl still faces the challenges of fitting in, and whether or not he can be considered truly human--or at least human enough. But with his new skills, intelligence, and his developing heart, now he is reminded of what makes him human to other people.

That's all! I hope you enjoyed! Let me know what other headcanons you'd like to see!!

[whattheklance]

Wecavod 4

wecavod= “What Else Could a Virgin Omega Do?”

So this is probably the most chaotic of chunks of information from my original notes.

I have the original timeline that I was never sure about and glad changed to what realfakedoors and me came up with, but here’s what was floating around in my notes long before that.

There’s also some chunks of dialogue related to some of the bullet points, or some summaries of scenes and scenarios. It’s all kind of a jumble, but if you’d like to read it, here it is.

Original “Timeline”

Lance decides to try speed dating. mixture of bored and creeped out interactions (this happening only after he tried and failed to see keith again cuz keith is popular)

Keith learns Lance speed dating news from a coworker (see a brief dialogue thing I have below this list)

Possibly keith at work more?? ruing his new popularity. or maybe a keith dream about lance? (this one might not be necessary at all. just an idea if more angst is needed or to build suspense)

Lance assertive flirting at a club leads to being stalked by a scary alpha.

Keith enraged at finding out about lance’s plight from coworker

Lance catches Keith talking w/ shiro but can't hear anything. Makes a lot of assumptions

Keith & shiro? + matt conversation?? Maybe Keith is talking to them about lance? Maybe he's keeping everything about lance to himself but is spitballing ideas of changing his "career path"

matt/shiro wedding. lance and keith were invited separately. possibly use this location & event for confession of feelings, but with a lot of awkward and shy stuff leading up to it.

if the wedding is where they get together then next would be the hottest steamiest night between them afterward. a long time coming (pun intended). cuz they know they love each other. Or possible deliberately postpone this and give them some absurdly innocent and/or awkward interactions before they finally have their first night "together."

(END OF TIMELINE)

SMALL BITS OF WRITTEN DIALOGUE

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Keith is told by a coworker that they saw Lance at speed dating.

Keith: "What are YOU doing dating?" (author's note: as employees at the brothel it's in their contract that they can't be casual dating for health/safety reasons.)

Coworker: "Moral support"

yaddayaddayaddda. They talk some more. Keith doesn't care about small talk. He's in his own head until...

Coworker: "I could still smell you on him."

Keith felt like he'd been kicked in the gut. He couldn't breath. Lingering scent post-knotting was normal for a few days. But it'd been over a month. His heart tightened as his brain struggled to assign meaning to that new piece of information.

Confusion.

Keith's hopes are up but he still dares not believe.

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The "Stalking" idea

Lance tries to be "loose" in reaction to his extreme attachment to Keith, and decides to respond to getting hit on at a club to get a date or one night stand.

maybe lance was starting to smell "in heat" even before he feels it so the alpha gets aggressive. Follows Lance out of the club, harassing him.

Not wanting to lead the guy home he took a detour. unsure of what to do or where he was going. He ended up walking by the brothel's entrance

TWO IDEAS about this scene -lance could seek asylum there to escape his stalker OR -2 or 3 alphas inside the brothel could hear/smell what was going on outside and they come out to intervene. Lance asks them about Keith and they tell him just that–he's booked.

Dialogue after Lance is long gone and Keith is between clients

Keith: "Why do you smell like him???"

Guy (rolo?): "Who?"

K: "You know DAMN WELL who. Everybody does."

G: "Chill, man. He was only here for a bit."

Keith's mind raced. a glimpse of hope. Was Lance scheduling a new appointment? Had he stopped by to try to see Keith?

G: "(continued) An Alpha was stalking him so we helped him out. Poor dude didn't know we could already smell the preheat on him."

Lance had been in fucking danger and Keith wasn't the one to help him. He didn't even know. Damn, he would've settled with just being in the same room with him even if it meant seeing him if only for a second. He never hated his life before, but that was the only way to describe this sickening feeling.

Keith hated that lance was HERE and he didn't get to see him. He hated that he couldn't be the one to help him, protect him. More than all that he hated himself that he was in here...doing his job, fucking another nobody.

G: "You need to get your Alpha-self in order. You can't go claiming or dibs on clients. Who says he even wants to see you again?"

hearing someone tell him the precise words keith feared the most sent him almost feral, shoving his coworker so hard he hit the tile and slide across it.

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Lance catching Shiro and Keith talking together somewhere

possibly have lance catch the two of them from a distance and be able to suspect that they had a history

Seeing familiar signs from Keith with the added pain that Shiro could touch him nonchalantly and Keith not only didn't flinch, he seemed comforted.

Between that and a certain fondness in Shiro eyes that's similar to the way he looks at Matt

Lance gets juvenile ideas about "omg does Matt know?? Only to see Matt join them later and nothing about either Shiro or Keith's body language changes

They weren't hiding anything from matt. He'd have been shocked if Shiro had, but of course that guy was true.

Whatever Shiro and Keith were talking about Matt was in the know. Both were equally contributing to the conversation with Keith

Why did his mind immediately jump to intimate things between them?? They're both alphas. But thinking on it lance realized that Shiro had an alpha girlfriend in high school and as far as he knew it, the only people before Matt that Shiro had ever been with had been alphas.

Course he never knew anything about Shiro's sex life, even though high school him would've given his right arm to learn even one detail.

(Possible) Keith side of the same scene (or maybe just some in general characterization to include throughout)

Keith depression? He has a contract with the brothel and has never worked anywhere else. He dropped out of school so he doesn't even have a diploma.

He can't even think about going after Lance until sex isn't his job. It has to be Lance and no one else. He wouldn't be able to stand seeing Lance's face if he had to go to work.

Shiro and Matt offered advice in regards to what he could do if/when he got out

But he didn't want to risk his good livelihood cuz he doesn't even know if lance would accept him. He doesn't want to pursue lance while this is his job, but he doesn't want to sacrifice his job without knowing if he has a chance with lance. what to do.

If the above scene happens before the wedding: Lance having already had the surprise seeing them together, and learning keith and shiro know each other. At the wedding Keith initiates conversation cuz he has no idea that Lance knows Shiro. Lance wants to damn well know the answer after seeing them together.

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Shiro/Matt wedding: the first klance interaction since...Lance’s heat

Lance goes stag, and is hyperaware that most people have a date or at least a 'plus one.' The last thing he ever would've expected was to encounter KEITH.

"How do you know Shiro" conversation

upon being face to face for the first time in a WHILE this is the first thing out of both their mouths

Keith: (conversationally) "So, how do you know Shiro?"

Lance: (sputtering indignantly) "How do I know Shiro? I grew up with him. How do YOU know Shiro???"

Keith hesitated with his drink at his lips, searching for a 'way' to word it.

Keith: (slowly) "Well~I guess you could say we worked together." Regretting the words the moment they left his mouth.

Lance: Lance stared slack-jawed. "No––No way." shock/stunned, mouth hanging open

Keith: "No-no-no-no. Not like that. I didn't mean––"

Lance took a deep breath and relaxed again.

Well Keith kind of did mean it, but Lance didn't need to know that, especially if they're childhood friends.

Keith massaged the truth a bit, it wasn't his place to tell Lance about something Shiro hadn't. It was Shiro's business.

From Keith's brief acquaintance with Shiro, it was a little eerie that he already had a connection to Lance from the year he was old enough to take his job. He was 18 and a new employee at the brothel, having dropped out of school. Not long after, an older guy joined up too. The notorious virgin Alpha hired only getting hired because of how fucking hot he was.

That'd be story for a different day...what was he thinking?? Like he'd get to see Lance enough to eventually tell him about that? He was constantly catching himself acting like they were already "in" a relationship.

**LATER**

Lance: (watching Matt with Shiro in their slow dance, eyes staring at Matt's suit collar that had to be hiding a mark Shiro made long before this day. It gave him chills thinking about it.) "I wonder what it feels like to be mated, claimed."

Keith almost choked on his drink when Lance suddenly said that introspectively. His heart raced. His body tensed. Was Lance addressing him or just talking to himself out loud??

KLANCE DANCING (at least one 'slow dance')––I want this to be important

So possibly have a wedding dance between them where the vibes Keith gets from lance give him the courage to take a chance.???????

Holding lance close cheek to cheek, chests pressed together arms wrapped around each other, hands pressed into backs. Whenever they spoke they looked each other in the eye, noses almost touching.

Both felt drunk on the others scent, fighting a strong urge to just close the distance for a kiss. They both wanted that taste again.

maybe they kiss? and it gets heated but their brains get in the way? OR they ALMOST kiss but one of them pulls away.

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FUTURE . after angst and miscommunication

would KEITH "confess first??" maybe? but expect no reciprocation when he does.

the line below is text FROM A FANART by artisttothebone

Lance: "I love your eyes, your hair, your smile, I love YOU Keith"

maybe make it something like...

Lance: "I love the warmth of your arms around me, the sound of your breathing, the feel of your laugh when I touch your chest. Every time I have to leave your side I die a little inside because I never want to be apart from you. I love YOU, Keith. You."

Keith: "Lance–"

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POST CLIMAX (they've been a together for a while)

Keith job situation. Decides to get his GED to eventually pursue psychology and language studies.

Insert jokes from Lance about having a high school boyfriend, and it implying some huge age gap, or that he's robbing the cradle etc.

Keith saying: "you KNOW, I'm actually OLDER than you"

And

"Its not high school, it's high school equivalent"

Lance knows all that he just loves how easy it is to rile Keith up, being so flappable. Lance always showers his love afterward