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kikiswriting7 · 7 months ago

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Take a Chance ✵ JJK ✵ MYG - 3

✵ Pairing: Yoongi x Reader x Jungkook

✵Summary: Y/N just move across the world to start her University. She is paired with a roommate who is complete social butterfly and makes a bet, Y/N needs to take more chances. And at the hint of her new found friend, her social and romantic life take a dramatic turn.

✵Tags/Warnings: Smut, College AU, red flag, sexual tension. angst, dirty talking, drinking, friends with benefits, full of cliches, friends to lover, temptation

✵Notes: Hi guys! Took a while to update this on AO3 BUT here you go! Let me know what you think <3

lots of love, Kiki

CHAPTER 3 - DAWN

Once more I wake up with the worst hungover. But this time it feels even worse. What the hell happened for me to get like this? I am still wearing last nights clothes and with make up on. The last thing I remember is Gabi asking those stupid “Drink If” questions. I groan as I leave the bed holdind my head in between my hands. Ugh Im never touching alcohol again. I get up and go to the bathroom in hopes that washing my face with cold water would chase this terrible feeling away.

I reach the bathroom and splash the ice cold water on my face. The only thing that takes it away is the fogness of yesterdays events and everything comes all at once. Us all getting drunk and deciding to go for a walk at the beach late into the evening. Jungkook showing the constelations holding my hand. Coming back home worse. Falling asleep on the couch. Jungkooks strongs arms carring me to my room. Tucking me into bed and leaving shortly after. I look myself in the mirror with pure shock.

“Fuck…. Eli” I groan. I gamble that she would’ve slept over and go to Gabi’s room where I find them both laying bed looking at their phones. They both just look over their screens but don’t say a word.

Gabi moves over a bit and pats over the space in between the two. I crawl to the spot and lay face down on the soft and sweet smelling pillow. I let out a groan.

“I feel like dying” I say the sound muffled by the pillow.

“you are not alone sister” I receive gentle taps on my back. I sit back down on the bed facing both of them.

“I’m so sorry for last night, Eli. I swear I didn’t intend to any of that to happen” I say to her with sorrowfull eyes

“I mean, thank you for saying that. I guess hes not really into me anyway. So its fine. Don’t worry about it.” She shrugs

“I promise I will not do anything with him.” I offer.

“its ok if you do honestly. It good that this bandaid was ripped off sooner rather then later. It would’ve definetly hurt much more.” She shrugs it off.

“do you still feel like to have that movie night today?” gabi asks “We both totally understand if you don’t” I nod in agreement with her.

“I can text him not to come. I don’t feel very well anyway. I bet he might not be the best either.”

“I mean, we can still be friends. He geniualy seems like a nice guy, just not interested in me like that. So that’s ok. We can still hang out.” She adds, even though with a sad look on her face.

I give her a hug laying down on top of her. “Are we good then? I was honestly worried that you would be mad at me”

“We are good, don’t worry” she hugs me back laughing “now get off, you are smashing me” she taps my back and grunts.

With a smile I lay back down between them. Pulling my own phone out of my pocket.

My heart races as I see the message I received not too long ago. I gasp and both of them immediately look to find out what cause such a reaction. I spring up and scratch my eyes.

Gabi sitting next to me and pulling my phone out of my hand reading the text out loud.

“Good morning! I was wondering if you are up for coffee? I know a place nearby that is quite good”

She slaps my arm. “why are you not up yet!? Go get ready!” motioning me to hurry up.

“Gabi I feel like death has come for me this morning…. I don’t know If I have the energy to go out right now”

“Girl I don’t care, you are still breathing. Go brush your teeth and change.” She says giving a fake smile. “NOW!”

I look to Eli for support but she just shrugs and goes back to being busy with her phone.

“plus…” she says with her evil grin “I already texted him yes.” She shows me the phone “he says he will be here in 10 to pick you up”

My eyes go wide and yank the phone out of her hand. Reading back the messages. She really did send those messages. Oh my god.

“Im going to kill you” I say under my breath

“Well, better be after you get ready. Chop chop” she claps her hands.

I immediately get up and rush back to my room trying to fix something else to wear. I exchange the black fluff sweater for a hoodie and try to fix the eye liner from last night that makes me look more like a panda than human.

Once I think that is good enough I quickly brush my teeth and rush to the door to put on a pair of shoes and leave the house. My keys still in the pocket of my jacket from last night is a blessing. If I rush more then this I think I might be sick. I take a deep breath and get my composure back, taking it easy to reach outside.

I see Yoongi waiting outside the apartment with his phone in his hand.

“Hey stranger” I say leaving the building. He looks up and gives a small smile.

“Was about to text you” he shakes his phone and quickly puts back in his pocket.

It was a cold day but it was sunny, making it a more pleasureble temperature. The perfect day to not have a hungover. But here I was.

The walk to the café is pleasant. Indeed its not far from my place and the place looks quite cozy. It full of books and it leads to a nice garden. We find a place at a corner all the way at the end of the place overlooking the garden that must be beautiful during spring and summer. The café was quite busy having breakfast and chitchatting. The atmosphere was defintely inviting to stay hours on end.

“What is your poison?” he asks me before sitting down

“Honestly, a latte would be a killer right now.” I say following it with a quick thanks.

A few moments later he comes back with a tray with more stuff then I thought he would bring. He places my latte in front of me.

“I was not sure what you would like right now, but I also got a strawberry short cake. Its yours if you like it.” He takes the iced americano from the tray and the chocolate muffin.

The cake even though, simple looked perfect. Layers of cake, cream and straberries making the slice very appealing.

I bite my lip before removing the little plate from the tray giving him a smile “Its actually my absolute favorite. Thank you!” which I only receive a small grin in return.

“So what have you been up to this weekend?” I ask him between bites of the heavenly cake.

“Nothing much. I’ve spent most of the night busy trying to fix this track I started to make, other then that nothing much more exciting.” He counters.

“Yeah I wish…” I say sighing getting lost in thought from last night. My heart rushing at the thought of Jungkook. No, I tell myself. Nothing can happen. Even after Eli said it was fine.

“Rough night for you too?” He asks taking me back to reality.

“I swear I’m never drinking again” and rest my head on my hand. He chuckles

“Yeah JK said you guys were quite drunk” he says casually. But I almost choke on my hot drink

“Oh I didn’t know you were friends?” I ask him trying to sound casual but probably failing miserably.

“yeah we are in the same friend group. Well, that and we all share a house. We’ve all known eachother for some years now.” he says taking his attention back to his half eaten muffin.

I hope he didn’t see my absolute shocked face. But I honestly don’t think I’ll ever be that lucky. Great. Of course they were friends. Did JungKook say anything else to him? Was this why he was being friendly to me?

“Ah that’s nice…” which is all I can gather to say. He just nods.

After some small talk and finishing our food the place seem it got busier, with people coming for brunch. The headache still brewing in my brain not giving me pantience, I pinch the bridge of my nose.

Yoongi seems to notice “ Hey are you feeling ok?”

“Not really” there is no use in lying right now “To be honest I have the worse hungover.”

“No worries we can hang out more on another day”

“I mean, do you want to come over?” I blurt out as we leave the place “Yesterday night, Gabi, Eli and Kook set up to have a movie chill day, I guess.” Now it was his turn to seem bothered. The frown quickly dissolved from his face as it foes back to its neutral face.

“What are you guys watching?” He asks

“Honestly, I don’t know… If it were by me I would stay hidden under my blankets and nap the entire afternoon.” I say to him “and I’m not even sure if he will show up, since I guess he also drank a lot last night.”

“Oh, he will” he quickly replies but before I can ask what he means we reach the apartmetn building again.

I arch an eyebrow at him after unlocking the door as in question “So are you coming or not?” Looking over my shoulder with the door open.

He doesn’t take long to react, following me back into the building. With a shy smile, I lead the way to the apartment in silence.

The living room is thankfully empty. Perfect. We sit next to eachother on the couch, and decide that the best thing for hungover cure is to watch random youtube videos. The late morning and afternoon passes fast, we left it to fate to decide what to watch, meaning the suggested tab. And after laughing over funny cats compilations, radom travel vlogs and deciding that Japan is should be everyones number one country in their bucketlist, Gabi comes out of her room walking loudly as if to annouce her arrivel and sporting a grin.

“Sorry, but you were not responding your texts” she smiles at me “Just to let you know JungKook is on his way, he just called me. By the way very nice to meet you! I’m Gabi” She makes her way to give him a small hug that takes him by surprise. His wide eyes looking over her shoulder in search for help, but all he got was a small chuckle.

Eli doesn’t take long to come to the living room, introducing herself too but this far with just a wave from her hand and a head nod. As if in cue with Eli sitting down, the doorbell rings. Gabi excitingly hops to the door to open it. On the other side, wearing some loose jeans and a long sleeve, was jungkook holding a tub of ice cream. Gabi is quick to give him a hug and his smile turns into a surprised look when he notices Yoongi in the living room.

“Let me put this in the freezer” Gabi takes out the ice cream from JungKooks hands and hops back to the kitchen, meanwhile JungKook greets briefly Yoongi and takes a seat on the empty corner of the couch. Trying to avoid much eye contact with either of us.

“Weren’t you guys all super drunk yesterday?” Yoongi asked to nobody in particular

“Yup” JungKook replies first

“Is she always like that?” He asks again pointing to where Gabi disapeared. Which gets us all agreeing at the same time

“She says her superpower is to not get hungover” I add while Gabi gets back to the living room.

“ All righty! Super fun!” She drops the small bowl of snacks at the centre table “I guess you guys know eachother?” she asks looking between JungKook and Yoongi.

“Yeah we are friends for a few years and we live together now that he is also is studying here” Yoongi replies giving a small grin to Jungkook who only smiles back in return, relaxing a bit more on the chair

“Great! So what do you guys feel like watching?”

The debate gets intense when Eli says she would like to watch a romcom and Yoongi suggests a new spy movie that just come out. Gabi sugests a Disney movie that gets quickly shut down by both Eli and Yoongi. For me, I honestly couldn’t care less about what we watch. Both me and Jungkook are watching the heated argument and when we lock eyes we both give a quiet laugh at the situation that we find ourselves in.

At the end, since it was hard to everyone accept the same movie, we ended up doing a quiz, which resulted in us watching both of the DeadPool movies. The entire time Eli was disgusted and just like Gabi was quick to be on her phone. Yoongi, JungKook and I would laugh and snort at the terrible jokes made throughout. When the movies were finally over, Eli bids her farewells earning a pout from Gabi. Shortly after both the boys also leave together. They were definetly were good company, I think to myself. Even though it is a bit strange to have all that tension in the room in the beginning.

Once I start tidying up the living room I notice Gabi just staring with a raised eyebrow and a smirk, waiting to be acknoledged.

I roll my eyes and say my own good night and leave her. I definetly don’t wanna talk about it whatever she thinks we need to talk about.

Classes the next day are boring, and I cannot wait for this day to be over. Unfortunately, even though we are on the same course, Gabi and Eli are on different schedules then mine, leaving me to suffer by myself.

Lunch time couldn’t come fast enough. Lunch at school was quite fun. The food was made by the first years of our course and managed by the third years. In their semester they learn how to operate different departments and the third years how to run different outlets. After settling for a deliciously smelling creamy pasta, I spot Gabi and Eli searching for a spot to sit.

A hand shoots up and JungKook calls out for Gabi, which leads to us three sitting at his table with his friends. Jin and Taehyung are also there. I sit next to Taehyung, Gabi and Eli on the opposite side next to Jungkook and Jin.

Suddenly someone drops on the seat next to mine “You know, we are so hurt that we were not invited to your movie night yesterday.” I look to the person next to me, only to find Jimin pouting.

“The fact that Yoongi was there, makes it hurt even more” Jin says elbowing Gabi.

“Hey its not my fault” she says “Shes the one who invited him” motioning to me with her head while taking a bit of her sandwich.

Her call out earned some smirks from the others on the table except Jungkook who, normally is very talkative, staring at his own plate in silence.

I roll my eyes “It’s not like that.” Which only provokes a snort from taehyung. “Well if you all are so butt hurt, feel free to also join next time.” I try to ignore but my phone buzzes with a new notification.

JIMIN added you to a new group .

I roll my eyes but honestly finding it quite fun. I miss having the chaos of my friend group from back home, and I’m eager to create these new friendships here.

“Ok so next movie night is tomorrow at your place right?” Jimin asks cocking his head at me.

“You cannot just invite yourself” I say trying to shrug him off.

“Though luck” He says “I just did, sweetheart” JungKook laughs at the audacity of his friend.

“Can we please watch something else then?” Eli is the one to say now “Like some romantic comedy or even a Disney movie..” she tries.

“Yes!” Jimin jumps from his seat earning from me a side eye.

All of our phone’s buzz at once with a notification

Yoongi: ?

Jimin: Tomorrow movie night at Gabi and YN’s place

Jimin: Presence is mandatory.

“Don’t mind him” Taehyung says lower to me “If you guys don’t feel like it just tell him off” he shrugs, clearly his friends energy is something that sometimes needs to be ignored. Well, at this point, I can relate, since Gabi’s energy is much the same.

When I look back to them Gabi and Jimin are excitedly making plans about what we should eat and watch. Both matching each other’s energy, with Jin, Jungkook and Eli, casually adding or removing things from their plan.

Here we go, I think to myself.

Indeed, Gabi and Jimin are the on the same side of the coin. Their similarities don’t end at their energy to make plans with their friends. They burst out singing, dancing or their new favorite activity: bother each other.

It has almost been a week since the last movie night with all of them, and at this point Jimin is set in making this a tradition. Every Sunday, everyone gathers to watch a movie. The first time we all got together, was a bit strange. All of them showed up. Even Yoongi, who Jimin kept teasing that apparently never leaves his house during the week. The teasing earned him a flick on the forehead earlier in the day.

JungKook also back down on his flirting since the Beach Incident. Even though the way we held hands keeps finding its way back to my thoughts. Eli also seems to be over her crush on JK since apparently, she and Gabi saw him with another girl on last night, at a bar. Good for him, I guess.

I told myself that I would only let myself go out on weekends as I can just relax for the next couple of days, and that is how I managed to drag myself to this sports bar.

The same way Jimin has the same traits as Gabi, he also is earning a spot closer to me. Gabi swears she is not jealous of him stealing her spotlight, but that just adds fuel to his bickering. Which is exactly what is happening right now.

“I already told you to drop it Jimin. I - ” she then points to herself in a very dramatic way “am the best friend. You just arrived at the train and wants to sit at the window. I think not”

I roll my eyes “Or…. Hear me out….” I add like it’s a secret “We could all be best friends” I say with a fake smile

“No” they add in unison. Giving each other a side eye when they realize they said it together.

“Yeah, I will go get another shot” I say promptly getting up.

“I will go get it for you bestie” Gabis shoots up

“Sit” I say in a serious tone, and she immediately falls back to her chair with a pout.

The sports bar that we chose to spent Friday evening was not at all crowded. Jin suggested that we all get together at this sports bar close to campus as there were multiple matches they were interested in watching. Of course, most of them were late. The bar was actually quite cozy. The walls were nicely decorated, big TV’s divided the space with all sorts of sports paraphernalia. There was also a pool table, a tarts board and next to it sitting corner with brown leather couches, where we decided to wait for the rest.

As soon as I reach the bar, and lean against it, the bartender, a friendly-looking guy with a neatly trimmed beard, approaches with a smile.

"What can I get for you?" he asks, wiping down the counter.

"3 shots of tequila, please," I reply, glancing back at Gabi and Jimin, who are now engaged in a heated debate about who knows me better. Their antics bring a smile to my face.

As the bartender prepares my drink, I notice as familiar faces are entering the bar and make their way casually to the couches in the back. The bartender hands me the shots, and I nod my thanks and quickly pay before making my way back to our corner. As I approach, I catch snippets of conversation.

“Now, this is what im talking about!” Jimin eagerly takes the second shot from my hand and passes to Gabi.

“and where is our shot?” Jin asks with an eyebrow raised.

“This is their reward for arriving on time and hello to you too” I say and clink my glass with theirs before downing the strong drink while making a face. Gabi acts like she just had a shot of water. I honestly don’t know what type of mutant that she is.

We all settle into a comfortable rhythm of conversation and laughter, As the night progresses, the sports games fade into the background, and the focus shifts entirely to our group. We play a few rounds of pool, Jimin and JungKook teaming up against Gabi and me. Gabi’s competitive streak comes out in full force, and we end up winning by a narrow margin, much to Jimin’s mock dismay.

“Okay, okay, you win this round,” Jimin concedes, throwing his hands up in defeat. “But next time, we’re definitely taking you down.”

“Dream on,” Gabi retorts, a triumphant grin on her face.

Eventually, we all go back to being around the couches and we are slightly buzzed from the drinks we had for the last hour or so. The conversation turns to future plans, ideas for the next movie night, and upcoming events on campus.

Just as we’re about to decide on the final plans for our next gathering, the door to the bar swings open again, and a familiar figure steps in.

“Well, now this is going to be interesting” Jimin settles back in the couch putting one arm around my shoulder and we all turn to see who just entered the bar.

It’s Yoongi, and he’s not alone. He’s with a girl I’ve never seen before, her arm casually linked with his. She has this dumb smile splattered across her face and he has his usual unbothered look. They head toward the couches where our group is sitting. I feel an unexpected knot tighten in my stomach.

“Yoongi, who’s your friend?” Jin asks, his eyes twinkling with curiosity as our friend aproaching.

“This is Mina,” Yoongi introduces her with a small smile. “We met at the record store a few days ago.”

Mina waves shyly, and the group greets her warmly. I try to force a smile, but it feels more like a grimace. It’s unlike Yoongi to bring someone new into the group, and I can’t help but feel a twinge of jealousy seeing him with her.

“I was starting to think you’d ditch us for another quiet night in.” Jimin is the one to talk now, with a playfull smirk on his lips and I know that he loves poking at people.

Yoongi chuckles. “Not this time. Besides, I’ve been out all day. Might as well end it with some good company.” He says looking at me with an intense gaze.

Gabi and Jimin resume their playful banter, and while everyone else seems to be taken with Mina, I can’t shake my irritation. She laughs at all the right moments, shares interesting stories, and fits in seamlessly, which only makes me feel worse. My eyes keep drifting back to Yoongi and Mina, and every time she leans and touches him again and againa, I feel like rolling my eyes until its stuck in the back of my head.

It seems that JungKook notices my distraction and asks the group if anyone wants more drinks. Everyone states what they are drinking, with a quick thanks, and goes back to the conversation with Mina, who is now sharing about a new exhibition coming to town next week.

“Hey, can you help me out with the drinks?” Jungkook asks closer to me as he reaches out a hand to pull me from Jimin's side.

We reach the bar, and he is quick to order everyone's drinks. I honestly don’t know how he managed to keep up with so many different orders.

“Hey, you okay?” he asks quietly, concern evident in his eyes.

“Yeah, just tired,” I lie, offering a weak smile.

He doesn’t seem convinced but lets it drop. The conversation continues at the corner of the bar, but I honestly don’t really feel like listening. Instead, I’m focused on Yoongi and Mina, trying to decipher their relationship. Are they just friends? Is there something more? My thoughts spiral, making it hard to concentrate on anything else. Mina’s laughter rings out again, and it grates on my nerves. I try to push the feeling down, reminding myself that Yoongi is just a friend. I can’t assume that any guy who is remotely nice is into me.

Mina's drink is the last one to be poured. When the bartender finishes pouring her stupid rose wine, I turn to the bartender and add to the order, “Can I actually also have another shot?” I ask him.

“Make it two,” Jungkook quickly adds, drawing closer to me. “If you’re tired, that will knock you right out, sweetheart.”

I take my glass and clink it against Jungkook’s, and I look back at the others sitting. Yoongi catches my eye, and I lift my drink in cheer to him with a ghost of a smile on my lips, before downing it without making a face this time. The burning is welcomed by my throat.

I help Jungkook bring back the cups on a tray, handing them to each of their owners, and plop down back next to Jimin, who barely notices me as he now starts an argument with Jin over which one is the best video game of all time.

Just as I’m about to excuse myself for some fresh air, Yoongi catches my eye. There’s something unreadable in his expression, and for a moment, I wonder if he can sense my unease. He leans over to say something to Mina, and before he can get up, Jk, stands up first. “Going out for a smoke” he announces “anyone care to join?” he asks generally but his playfull eyes fall on mine.

“yeah lets go!” Gabi jumps up, and follows Jk. I also get up to follow them, maybe some fresh _smokey_ air will help me clear my head, of this unreasenable dislike of Mina, and improve my mood. I cannot be like this the entire night. I need to get it together, and fast.

As I was about to pass him, I feel a warm hand wrap around my wrist, stopping me. “I thought you didn’t smoke?” he says more in a statement then a questioning tone.

“I don’t. Just going to make them company” I brush it off.

The frown that crosses his face comes as fast as it goes, and I believe that if I blinked I would have missed it. Mina enthusiastically, turns to him to ask his opinion on some music, that now she was discussing with Jimin,

“You coming, sweetheart?” Jk asks standing not too far, as Gabi is distractedly putting on her coat. Yoongi lets go of my hand and turns to give her attention.

Outside, the air is chilly thanks to our proximity to the beach. Gabi and Jungkook are already chatting animatedly, the glow of their cigarettes illuminating their faces. Gabi enthusiastically telling stories of her life back in her home country and how she got so high once that she hallucinated she was in Paris. Our laughter echoes across the empty street.

Gabi apparently was a quick smoker as she was already taking the last drag of her cigarrate, shivering with the cold. “as much as I love your company guys, I think I lost all sensation to my extremities.” She states, a shiver clearly running through her. I chuckle as shes quickly makes her way back inside.

JungKook nudges me playfully. “Come on, sweetheart,” he says, his breath visible in the cool night air. “Let’s join the smokers’ club.” He holds a laugh raising his eyebrows. I roll my eyes at his remark.

“Nah, thanks” I brush him off. “I mean… good for you” he says, taking another drag. “this shit kills”

I chuckle. At least he knows. Jungkook is talking about one of our teachers, and how he doesn’t know how he will pass her exams if the classes continue being this boring.

“Jungkook, its ethics. How did you expect it to be?”I ask with a small laugh, but my eyes inevitably drift back to Yoongi and Mina. They’re sitting close, their shoulders almost touching, and I can’t help but wonder what they share. I look back at Jk, who is tossing his finished cigarate away, and I expect him to hush us inside. Instead, he leans against the brick wall, exhaling the last of the smoke. “You know,” he says, “sometimes it’s hard to figure people out.”

I raise an eyebrow. “What do you mean?”

He nods toward Yoongi and Mina. “Take them, for instance. Are they just friends? Or is there something more?”

I sigh. “I wish I knew.”

JungKook chuckles. “Life’s full of mysteries, isn’t it? Like why Jin insists on wearing mismatched socks or why Jimin thinks he’s the world’s best dancer.”

I laugh, grateful for the distraction. “And why Eli can’t resist buying every cute stationery item she sees.”

“Exactly.” JungKook steps closer. “But sometimes, the answers surprise us. Maybe tonight will be one of those nights.” He winks and nudges me

As we go back inside, to the comforting warmth of the bar I remind myself that Yoongi is just a friend—a complicated, enigmatic friend.

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flintoaster · 17 days ago

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Spoilers for wwdits s6 I guess?

Fuckkkk I haven't seen it because I was so scared they wouldn't become Canon so....? I guess it's not Canon? I haven't even dared finish the season yet and you're telling me that yet again.... Yet again we don't win, we can't win. We're so close yet so far. Like I can't fucking believe that after the superwholock era of media, we finally had the chance to have the holy trinity instead of Good Omens, WWDITS, and Our Flag Means Death, yet good omens was fucked up by n*il gaiman, ofmd was fucked up by greed, homophobia, racism, and a few poor writing decisions, and now THIS?! My heart hurts, wtf. I saw people act so hopeful about nandermo and I became skeptical again. Ouch. Fucking ouch. I genuinely can't get invested into any show or franchise, especially if it's queer, because of this shit.

Spoilers for venom 3 too, but apparently they don't follow through as much as they could've. The second movie had a whole ass coming out scene in a gay bar and a love concession that was half cut out, but then the third movie backtracked... Ouch ouch ouch.

Oh and Pinky and the Brain in the reboot of animaniacs, ruined by greed and canceling good shows for no reason, and ruined possibly by some sort of overlord who doesn't want the rats to kiss.

To be clear this WWDITS thing isn't queerbait, they're obviously queer and it's important as rep and as a story, but it hurts in a similar way, yet it's also like salt in the wound, like there was a CHANCE a damn good chance, but... Nah. Just nah.

On that note go watch camp cretaceous on Netflix, queer couple and autistic coded characters it's a fun ride, and it has a sequel, not queerbait though it is a gamble as to which gays become Canon and which are just heavily... Heavily accidental subtext. Oh and the Owl House. Ofc.

#Nandermo #Queerbait #Shipbait #superwholock #good omens #wwdits #queer representation #ofmd

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nicomrade · 4 months ago

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Who are your fave and least fave fkmtverse characters?

the first that came to mind was hyoudou senior i just dont enjoy seeing him on screen very much and i think hes boring & annoying as a character. hes fine in middle management blues tonegawa cause then its a comedy manga & we poke fun at him but like as an Antagonist in Best Gambling Manga Ever Made Kaiji Part One its like. i just dont want him ever having the spotlight for more than than a single plotbeat at a time. im less scared thinking about "what if the ending of kaiji ruins all of my analysis so far?" than when i read people talk about hyoudou being the final antag of part 7. this is my 1 singular fear but this being said, im fine with hyoudou existing. hes not that bad. the one in zero was worse and by "the one in zero" i do mean theres at least 3 (?) of them and theyve merged into 1 singular existence in my memory. im sick of them. can we stop? it makes me appreciate how fucking awesome washizu is when i see fkmt utterly fail at writing any other good character w this archetype. what did he put in washizu that made him awesome? mahjong?

i typed too much about hyoudou but i still wanna mention some absolute FLOPS of fkmt characters like the protagonist from RUDE 39 (the pachinko manga fkmt did) katagiri yuuji... whys he named the exact same thing as the protag of t*m*dachi game? RED FLAG. i actively rooted for his ruin the entire time i read that one. i dislike him greatly. can we kill him? in a similar vibe i just cannot like nikaido of hell golf fame. initially i wanted him put in a death game cause thats just what i like reading about but it progressively grew into a need to see him suffer horribly on screen. i need him tortured and NOT mentally the psychological torture of being a loser is NOT enough for him i need him in REAL ACTUAL HELL. im still keeping w the nikaido chapters tho

my blogging may sound like i hate miyoshi greatly also but thats all in jest & good fun hes a good antagonist and a good punching bag. its very fun and enjoyable to go "miyoshi sucks miyoshi should die me and my friends wouldve killed miyoshi with hammers" which makes him a GOOD character i enjoy. hes awesome. hes my singular favorite example of hte trope of "the protags friend betrays them in the death game" its so masterfully pulled. miyoshis awesome. & i love how they wrote him in life in tokyo ichijou LOL hes also very important for kaijis depth of character- heres a guy he saved who then backstabs him. does he still believe in trust? is he still incapable of (direct) violence? and paves the way for part 4+5. miyoshis awesome. hes not top 3 favorites tho. hes just an honorable mention i guess

as mentionned i love washizu also hes my grandpa and i love him. also i love akagi hes my one singular favorite fkmt character its not even close no elaboration needed. i enjoy & love & think about all the akagi characters, banger after banger, urabe u are so funny, and so on. one year ill remember to celebrate yukio day properly. lets move on

SAHARA i love sahara an abnormal amount ive just made up so much shit about him that is real to me n then i read part 1 again n i dont notice that theres very little supporting my vision. but im RIGHT. he begged to be in the death game. he BEGGED to be in the DEATH GAME over being a WORKER. this dude rocks. i know in my heart that he loves gorey movies and he laughs when the characters die & his favorite movie is funny games but he disagrees w everyones analysis of it he just thinks its a fun movie? its a fun time? i also love endou & have similarly made shit up about him to meeeee he got broken up w between part 1 and 2 and htis explains literally everything about him. the way he yells at kaiji in the bathroom is just him projecting his frustration & anger he had with his ex. its NOT about kaiji. it simply makes sense.

uhm this is already too long but i didnt even get to ten. i love ten dearly. i also enjoy mamiya greatly as a character shes funny & a very interesting protagonist for a psychological, hot mahjong action work. her kinda character would be more usually seen in comedy slice of lifey mahjong (like penchan!) so its interesting. its fun. its new

in conclusion i like the characters that are good and dislike the ones who are suck

#honestly hyoudou doesnt really deserve to be on the same level as guy from rude 39 but he was my first disliked character #and now i dont dislike him as bad since ive seen worse fkmt characters. but he WAS my first thought n it wouldve felt weird not to include #thanks for the ask also.. i try to keep it short but i like elaborating on my thoughts... n theres a LOT of fkmt manga to be fair #ask #anon #fkmt

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Ahsoka "The Jedi, The Witch, and The Warlord" Liveblog

Woo boy, there were certainly some Choices in this.

Yeah yeah, I'm late and spoilered to hell I know, look, I have been Going Through It out in realspace and my priority has been finishing Whumptober fics, cut me some slack.

Anyway.

Lars Mikkelson continuing to crush it as Thrawn.

"Even I fell victim to the... heroics of a single Jedi." Looooooool another bit for my collection of Pissy!Thrawn moments.

We're not going to get an explanation for why the Nightsisters and Thrawn are so tight, are we?

Morgan looks a little bit trepidacious about all of this ha ha.

All right, a point in this show's favor, this look at Nightsister rituals and culture is interesting.

And the flaming sword is cool, I'll admit.

Ngl, the editing really needs to be tightened up in this scene, we really only needed the one or two establishing shots before cutting into the interior.

Eman continues to be the perfect Ezra. I love him. 10/10 no complaints.

Ngl, this is sweet on the surface that Ezra's new saber has pieces of Kanan's buuuuuuuut *waves Green Saber Ezra Supremacy flag*.

Sabine, let him borrow y'all's lightsaber and YOU build a new one.

Ah goody, an Exposition Reveal.

-_-

This... doesn't actually explain Baylan's "Your family is dead because your Master didn't trust you." line btw. JUST SAYING.

I don't even know what the narrative wants anymore re. Sabine's choice to gamble Thrawn's return for Ezra.

Aaaand please not to be reminding me of the Wrong Jedi arc kthnx.

Oh good an action scene.

Ezra and Ahsoka being cool Jedi together, nice. Could be more emphasized and staged even more coolly tho.

Well poop, I guess that's the reason why we had to risk stowing away on Thrawn's ship.

Oh good! This holomap thing is exactly the kind of plot device I actually needed for one of my Sabezra Week fills.

Lol Thrawn be taking NO chances lololol.

Oh hello finally some of Thrawn's theme in the score here. Thrawn using the men's loyalty and fanaticism towards him personally to achieve his goals, fits the culty vibes, sure.

I am liiiiiviiiiiiiiiiiing for the subtle nervousness in Ezra's voice when talking about Thrawn finding the Dathomir castle and waking the witches. PLEASE CAN I HAVE A THOUSAND WHUMP AND ANGST FICS ABOUT THE IN-BETWEEN BEFORE EZRA'S ESCAPE FROM THE CHIMAERA?

His arms are so comfortably around Sabine awwwwww.

Thrawn be all srs bznss and I'm loving it.

Yeah no, Jedi!Sabine is REJECTED, she did not have any kind of necessary mental or emotional breakthrough, she wasn't shown calming her mind properly, sorry Dave THE LEGWORK AIN'T THERE, Imma fix this to be Ahsoka in the inevitable rewrite/fixfic that I've apparently decided I'm doing.

Oh Ahsoka is helping too, well I'm still not having Sabine be able to do it.

HAAAAAAAAAA THAT PISSED LOOK OF THRAWN'S OH MAN THE SNARLING LIP CURL, THE RAGE, YES PLEASE MORE.

The struggle to recompose himself OH MAN.

This is peak Mirrorverse!Thrawn and I'm here for it. I love seeing my headcanons playing out onscreen.

Aaaaaand this would have been the perfect scene to have Ezra and Sabine sharing the Our Lightsaber, meanwhile Sabine should be fully kitted out Mando style.

*simmers*

STAGE THIS DIFFERENTLY SO THAT SABINE'S BESKAR IS NOT CONSTANTLY LITERAL PLOT ARMOR PLEASE.

Aahhhhhhh Ezra my love! <3

Should have either let him use the Our Lightsaber or continued with the Force martial arts though, pick a lane. Or have a conversation about why they need to actually get him another saber.

Eman is... waaaaaaay better at this than Rosario, sad to say, lol.

Look at him GO THERE'S MY BOY.

I love him.

Oh what are we doing now?

Ohhhhh the zombie!troopers!

Lol Ezra must have left before the Nightsisters could show Thrawn their zombie techniques.

Eman makes this look flawless, I am in love.

Battle Couple Sabezra moment, awww.

"I missed you."

FAKSJHFAKJFHHKKHHHFHFH OKAY DEAD.

DEAD AND DECEASED.

LIKE THE ZOMBIES LOL.

Aaaaaaaaand I'm gonna adjust this in the fixfic, because right now it looks like they were waiting to actually dock.

And my typing is being slowed down hang on a second.

Still dumb.

Okay back.

Thrawn basically telling Morgan, "Right, so you're going to have to go fight the Rebels and stall die for me, mmkay?"

She's looking like she might regret all of this now lolol.

I do like how the finale is making it very very easy for me to fix later lol.

Like here. Morgan should have attempted to stop Ezra and Sabine. Just a small attempt, and then blocked by Ahsoka, and Ezra and Sabine run around and outmaneuver them.

BATTLE COUPLE SABEZRA. :D

Aaaaand final trailer shot accounted for.

Okay, can there be a little more effort on the choreography there please?

Oh no Sabine, EZRA SAVE HER.

Or we could retcon Sabine into actually legitimately being Force Sensitive and have her pull the Our Lightsaber.

SIIIIIIIIGHHHHHHH.

*grumbles, takes down notes about how to fix this in my rewrite*

Oh come on Ezra, you can jump that.

Catch me melting at the sheer and utter trust Ezra has in Sabine's abilities.

(But also, screw this, she's getting a jetpack in the rewrite.)

Aaaaaaaaaand I do hate that they got separated again, screwing alllllll of that.

Nice of the troopers to just politely stop shooting.

Yeah so, this is basically gonna be a 1 v 100 for Ahsoka when I rewrite it, let my girl have a hard fought climactic battle, she can take it.

"Your friends are dead." Uhhhh nah they ain't what does this bit of dialogue even connect to?

Lol Ezra gets to put on the big boy stormtrooper armor.

The vaaaaaaaaaguely panicky twitches that Thrawn has here. A+, excellent, no notes.

No kill like overkill LOLOLOL.

Thrawn, internally: Shitshitshitshitshitshitshiiiiiiiiiiiiit.

Ah Thrawn is going to try Break Them By Talking. Ezra tanked this let's see if Ahsoka can do the same.

Nope, she's Affected.

Aaaaaand he out.

Bye Thrawn!

Hmmmmgh, yeah no, because in my rewrite I'm axing the entirety of Sabine actually becoming a Jedi it's going to be better that she goes with Ezra on the Eye of Sion instead of stays with Ahsoka, if she stayed a Jedi then yes that's what the conclusion should have been that makes narrative sense now that I see it.

But also again, I Do Not Like That Plot Point so--*grumblegrumble mumble*

Hi Morai!

Bandit queen Shin? I could dig it.

Baylan chilling with Mortis god statues.

I STILL DO NOT SEE ANY SOLID EVIDENCE THEY'RE GONNA DO ABELOTH GUYS, SORRY.

And Thrawn is setting up base on Dathomir. Lol wait til he finds out that there's basically nothing there anymore lololol.

Those uh... those be a lotta dead troopers. Probably most of the Chimaera crew.

...Cripes did they die naturally, did Ezra kill them, or did Thrawn pull some kind of Jonestown thing in order to enact his eventual revenge?

Oh maaaaan what if it's that last one, that would fit with the cult-like chanting in his intro omgghghhhggkajsfkjh.

Frick man, Thrawn fixing to unleash an undead army on the GFFA that can really only be taken out by lightsabers.

Oh come on, you're telling me Ezra was on the Eye and didn't pull some last minute shenanigans before he left?

Didn't screw Thrawn over one last time for nostalgia's sake?

(He and Sabine are blowing up some engines before they skedaddle, in the fixfic.)

HERA AND EZRA SHOULD HAVE BEEN ALLOWED A HUG, FILONI.

The attempt at bookends here is cute but no. LET HERA HUG HER SON.

THIS DOESN'T EVEN REALLY WORK AS A BOOKEND.

YES THE PART WHERE CHOPPER RECOGNIZES HIM IS CUTE BUT THIS IS WASTED DRAMA. THERE'S NO REASON FOR THIS.

LET HERA HUG HER SOOOOOOONNNN.

This whole scene just doesn't work because we're trying to shoehorn it into being a bookend for the opening, it doesn't wooooooooooorrrrrk.

THEY SHOULD HAVE HUGGED.

*furiously taking down notes on how to rewrite this scene*

*grumbling*

Blah blah Sabine can feel Anakin there but Ahsoka can't? blah blah blah.

Aaaaaaand closing us out with "As The Sun Sails And The Moon Walks"

Well.

Where do I begin?

Okay so... final verdict... I DO actually like this show.

THAT BEING SAID.

There was soooooooo much about the execution and so many of the narrative choices that I just NEEDED to be better and it frustrates me. Because this show by all rights should have been a spectacular emotional thrill ride like Kenobi and it just wasn't.

A lot of the problems and nitpicks I had with Kenobi are exacerbated here, especially under Filoni's brand of, "I didn't care for what Lucas did with the Prequels, here let me fix it." NO FILONI IT DIDN'T NEED FIXING IT WAS FINE! HOW THE FORCE WORKED WAS FINE! THE JEDI WERE FINE!

But there's such GOOD STUFF in here that I can't discount it all fully like I can with the Sequel Trilogy. (Which, believe me, I have attempted to workshop and fixfic but ultimately gave up on.) The purrgil lore! The Ancient Dathomiri! Another galaxy! Whatever Baylan was up to! Sabezra being adorable! Thrawn!

Soooooo yeah, basically join me sometime in the future for when I inevitably create a fixfic AU for this show like I did for Aldnoah.Zero because unfortunately I can't give up on this show I need to fix it, just hand me the characters and story and I can fix it.

Can't do much for the camerawork, choreography, and occasional stiff acting (Not you Eman, Natasha, Ray, Evan, and Lars, you're all great.) but I can at least salvage that part lol.

Ultimately... mid. Excellent premise and cool concepts brought down by subpar execution and some frankly baffling narrative decisions. But gimme like a week and I will workshop a Fanon AU that I can be completely happy with.

Hopefully we get a Season Two? Maybe? Or resolve everything in the Mandoverse movie?

Peace out, y'all.

#star wars #sabezra #ahsoka show #spoilers #liveblog #i don't have a generic writing woes tag ah man #ezra bridger #grand admiral thrawn #you know what imma shove this under #TLJ salt #because i blame that film for deciding a lot of the direction of this bullshit #and i guess i should tag #filoni critical #i don't have a lot in that tag granted but this fits

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I mean I wouldn't say we SLAUGHTERED him.

Anyway, hello, yes, that is us. Pleased to meet you as a black blob of gestalt minds and souls can be! :)

There was a moment of silence, before the two of them burst into uproarious laughter.

DURYODHANA: "What, is that your gimmick for the Flaming Bout? It's ballsy, but stolen valor using the name of brutal mages like that is a terrible idea!"

IZOU: "Besides, there's no way in hell you're them. They were cold and focused, never taking time for anything extra. No wasted questions, no wasted actions, just all business all the time. The last thing they'd do is waste their time sitting their asses down in a casino and chit-chatting."

You saw MUSASHI give you a sidelong glance and a shrug, not exactly disagreeing with the sentiment. IZOU popped the tab of his drink, turning his head back as he nearly downed the bottle in a single gulp, grunting as he wiped at his mouth with the back of his hand. His eyes narrowed, amber eyes like daggers.

IZOU: "…Perfect Servants, led by a perfect magus, waging a perfect war."

MUSASHI: "...Right. I forgot that Assassin had died so early, he didn't see the worst of it..."

He sighed, flagging down the waitstaff for another drink as he spoke.

IZOU: "Figured we would'a won if they hadn't gotten sealed. I dunno, though. I was the first one to get bumped off, right? I guess that means I was the weakest outta you guys. Ain't that a damn shame. I figured you were the only one in my weight-class, Saber. The others… sheesh."

IZOU: "Whatever. It's not like I've got anythin' to say to 'em. The other Servants, or the Masters. I was a sword, and I broke. Failed my job, got hired for another. So now I'm back, and I can drink and gamble and live an actual second life. Use my sword how I wanna, and right now I wanna protect this place. I mean, where else am I gonna get booze and spend my money like this?"

IZOU: "Say, Saber. Speakin' of money, you're fightin' in the Bout, right? Sign-ups close tomorrow."

MUSASHI: "I hadn't really thought about it, but it sounds fun. I haven't had a chance to do a real duel in a while."

IZOU: "C'mon, you gotta. Duryodhana is the only guy who can actually make me break a sweat, I want some interesting competition! I'm sure that some of the Servants from the War will join up too, before they pass on. Shoot for the prize money, so that they can maybe buy some extra mana and a little more time. This'll be one for the ages!"

#thgw story #endless whispers

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cypressblight · 13 days ago

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Wow I’m so surprised NetEase’s greed ran DBD Mobile into the ground. Shocked, absolutely bewildered I tell you. I would never have guessed this would happen. Never saw it coming.

(Because this is written text I’ll outright state that yes I’m dropping a dump truck’s load of sarcasm right there)

Take it from someone who doesn’t bitch and moan about every little thing in DBD (I love DBD, it’s very dear to me): This was bound to happen and the red flags were there as soon as NetEase’s version launched. BHVR made an incredibly huge lazy mistake by handing DBDM over to NetEase because NetEase is a glorified gambling company with a horrendous track record. Hopefully this will make other devs/companies wary and they’ll think better than to let NetEase’s greasy hands get ahold of their games. I dropped DBDM very shortly after NetEase took over because the stench of bullshit was overwhelming. Gambling and sapping real money from players got forced into every little thing NetEase could squeeze it into. At least when I play actual DBD I won’t have to look at those fugly-ass gacha cosmetics. I’ll take the stupid pink elephant clown and a herd of highlighter-headed survivors over “dear god they dragged it through Identity V and Genshin Impact” any damn day.

Sure regular DBD is still riddled with flaws and is backing itself into a corner where new players are soft locked from advancing in the game without opening their wallets… but hey, at least it’s actually Dead By Daylight and not an Identity V clone with DBD branding.

#dead by daylight #dbd mobile #dead by daylight mobile #netease games #NetEase #bhvr #behaviour interactive #dbd #personal rant #rant #video games #can we PLEASE get rid of gacha systems and pay to win

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sherrendipities · 6 months ago

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we bein VULNRABLE on the KINK BLOG besties. mostly i needed a place to dump out some thoughts on gender and weird cultural shit and the things that led me to get into these kinks and why they've been healing. tw for non-graphic discussions of sexism, but it's really just feelsy, it's nbd

i'm in the minority of women into dykebreaking who actually ended up with this kink genuinely changing the way i think about and understand my sexuality, and outside of the context of kink, i no longer label myself as a lesbian.

i came across a post today on tiktok that was super fun. it was a saudi rapper with his whole crew, dressed in traditional garments and carrying the scimitars that are on the saudi flag. the video itself was delightful, the music was banging, and i bookmarked it so i can check out the guy's spotify when i have time.

it was a comment that really ticked me off. it said "no girls, no alcohol, no smoking. just vibes 💯". and yes i'm aware it's such a juvenile "ew girls have cooties" ass fucking perspective but it drove me up the wall cause that really is the attitude so many grown ass arab men are stuck with. and it was that comment in particular that really made me realize why i've always struggled so much to connect with men for so many years, to the point where i very much believed it was as simple as, "guess i'm gay."

and the phrasing of that really made it click in my head that to so many men, women are just a vice. this is something you'll find all over, but it's especially prominent with arab and muslim men in my experience. women aren't full human beings who you can laugh with, share stories with, be friends with, enjoy music with. we're a vice, no different from substances and gambling and other sinful things. we're something filthy, to be separated away from them (literally; i grew up in a very gender segregated country). our inclusion and our intimacy, even in a completely nonsexual context, is something that ruins the purity of the moment. we can't just fucking like rap or be full humans and equal participants in anything.

and i'm not saying anything novel or new. it's the same way that a lot of men all over the globe will talk about "the friendzone," because women aren't people you make friends with, we're objects you jerk off with. it's a very similar perspective, but i think this exact moment really made me snap because of the cultural context around it. these were men singing and dancing in traditional garb, and i was just vibing enjoying the merging of the traditional and the modern as well as the merging of black american culture with khaleeji culture. the vibes were indeed 💯!!

women are objectified all over the world. in the west (from my experiences living there), it's more so that women are something to be chased, used, then discarded, or chased, locked down, and ignored. the attitudes that i've seen from SWANA men has been that women are something impure and filthy that must be locked away. sure, you eventually have to find some wife, but trust me marriage in west asia is its own shitshow that i wouldn't touch with a 10 ft pole.

and in a weird, roundabout way, this is why it was so much easier for me to realize i liked women than men. even though i grew up in a horrifically homophobic environment, i knew from a young age that the treatment of gay people was dumb as shit and a problem of homophobia, not that the queerness itself was bad. it was easy for me to connect with other girls. i never questioned that they viewed me as a full and equal person, and eventually i ended up getting a couple crushes on them and i didn't judge myself for it at all. with my girl friends (romantic and platonic lol), i knew i was with them because they wanted me there, not because i was allowed to be there, yk?

the same can't really be said about men. and again, there's like... a million different manifestations of sexism that can make it so hard for a woman to connect with the men around her (not just romantically obvs but just as HUMANS in community together). this is just me dissecting one (1) aspect of it.

i think another part of what is making me start to really dissect this now of all times is because i recently watched khadija mbowe's video about the man vs bear debate, and she quotes bell hooks' book, the will to change. i haven't read it yet but the more i think about it, the more i think i really need to. for my soul. but anyway, the quote was:

"Every female wants to be loved by a male. Every woman wants to love and be loved by the males in their life. Whether gay, or straight, bisexual, or celibate, she wants to feel the love of father, grandfather, uncle, brother, or male friend. If she is heterosexual, she wants the love of a male partner. We live in a culture where emotionally starved, deprived females are desperately seeking male love. Our collective hunger is so intense, it rends us. And yet we dare not speak it for fear it will be mocked, pitied, shamed. To speak out hunger for male love would demand that we name the intensity of our lack and our loss."

and i think there really is so much shame around that because 1) a lot of pop feminism is centered around capitalist individualism and on some level it feels anti-feminist to admit this, and 2) it so often gets misinterpreted or belittled; either you're some boy-crazed idiot who needs to be more independent or you just have daddy issues (why the fuck do we belittle daddy issues so much i fucking hate that shit). but something about the phrasing of it (or maybe just the fact that it's bell hooks lol) made me think of it more from a hippie, commie, "the love for your fellow human is the most sacred and valuable thing in the world" perspective and it's like. yeah man that shit DO be hurting. it aint right to be so emotionally and even physically separated from a whole half of the population. and for me even though i have reasonably good relationships with my dad and brother, there's this greater sense of disconnect from my community at large BECAUSE of patriarchal influence. i wish i could feel safe and assured that my fellow countrymen would look out for me but i simply have never been given enough reason to trust arab men at large. this is genuinely one of the biggest reasons why i struggled with internalized racism so much for so long, and i often still do.

but all that said, i think in a weird way all of that fuckiness is why i ended up finding misogyny kink so soothing, and especially dykebreaking. beyond the fact that shit's sexy and it doesn't always have to be that deep, it also started off as a way for me to explore this feeling without having to label it one way or another. "sure, it's just a kink, whatever." for a long time i'd thought that small, very repressed pull towards men might just be comphet. for a lot of people that probably is it !! but as stated, i had a weird mix of factors that made me like this lol. the more i started to connect with men, the more i was like ooohh. it is not comphet, and it is not just a kink.

there's something very soothing, empowering, and healing about taking all those things that have stopped me from being able to connect with men and using them to form such loving and intimate connections. i love being treated like an object while knowing with all my heart that i'm respected and appreciated and i'm not going to be tossed aside. i love being treated as sinful, corrupting whore that tempts the worst impulses out of men, while knowing that the man in question adores and values me as deeply as i do him.

anyway, idk how to end this. i just be yapping. the moral is i love my Doms with literally my whole being and sometimes the most feminist thing u can do is slap a girl around and call her a cunt to heal a broken lil piece of her soul.

#ooc #i was put on this earth to yap and yap i will!!!#i aint proofreading this if it's nonsensical then like Cope #this is what no access to therapy does to a mfker

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lavenderjewels · 1 year ago

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JJK chapter 245 thoughts

I ended up reading the fan translation after the official because I wanted to see how it worded parts and I hate that they use she/her pronouns for uraume for zero reason

Uraume was GORGEOUS this chapter. Loved the Hakari and Uruame parts tbh. Highlight of the chapter and getting to see why Hakari is such an impressive and accomplished sorcerer that it seems Uruame is respecting. Hakari’s approach is a little refreshing too. He’s very considerate to those he cares for and respects, but also doesn’t “refrain” with his powers and limits, like Uruame says. Interesting that they portray this as breaking from humanity and give this almost honorable announcement that they’ll give their all to crushing Hakari. Also Hakari’s just a fun character.

If I had to guess, Uruame will probably die in this fight, but who knows. I like Uruame a lot, but would rather have Hakari live if someone has to go.

It’s cute he was moved by Yuuta!

This part was really funny:

I don’t like that the Judgeman confiscated the tool. It was a gamble Higuruma didn’t consider, which I can understand from his inexperienced perspective sorcery (This is obviously what Sukuna was banking on from those smug excited faces). But if this was Plan B, you would’ve thought Angel or someone else considered the possibility. On top of that, the tool came into existence to help Sukuna not lose his technique momentarily. Literally a get-out-of-jail-free card created through Yorozu.

Still gonna wait to see where this goes. Disappointed there wasn’t more dialogue during the court trial with it being a plan without violence and how cool the setting looks. Technically the domain could be done again, but I have a feeling that was it (that feeling is knowing Gege loves technical shonen fights and this manga finishing in a year). Not sure what Higuruma, Kusakabe, Ino, Yuuji, and Choso can do??? Preparing for Higuruma to die (he’s one of my favorites….😭), but hoping there’s some twist that actually lets them live or affects Sukuna. Kusakabe is protecting Higuruma for now (that panel was also cute), but Sukuna is set on that executioners sword.

Ino worries me after that moment in a past chapter of telling Gojo something about Nanami. Could be that he wanted to join the battle to prove himself as a sorcerer or something to that degree, so not looking too good. Higuruma also has huge death flags, but I’m more confident on Kusakabe and Choso making it (I better be right about Choso). Yuuji and Kusakabe had their maybe possibly body swapping training scene during the time skip, so will that come into play?

Wonder if Maki and any others are with Yuuta or in his area as backup for the Takaba and Kenjaku fight.

Trying to convince myself there’s any chance we’ll get flashbacks to the Heian era in future chapters even though it seems more and more unlikely. Fingers crossed for more of Sukuna’s backstory at least

#jjk 245 #sukuna also looked great #jjk spoilers #id in alt

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a-student-out-of-time · 1 year ago

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The Eternal Endings Cast and History: The Down-Timers

//Hey everyone, Mod Bubbles here! I bring you some more of My Thoughts.

//Having gone through Danganronpa: Eternal Endings with my friend Timeline Anon, I can say it's one of the most unique and interesting fangans we've seen thus far. We had no idea how it would work, but somehow it really seems like it can.

//One thing that really piques my interest isn't just that the cast is in the afterlife, but the fact that all of them come from very different points in history. That's something I think is worth speculating on, especially with how it may play into their characters, both in terms of their places in history and the context from where they're from.

//There have always been small historical tidbits in DR, both canon and fangan, but Eternal Endings is the first one I've seen that specifically has real-world events playing a role here. Our protagonist, Krystal Willard, died in 2021, specifically referencing how the travel restrictions imposed during the height of the Pandemic were being lifted.

//This game specifically doesn't take place in the same timeline as the Hope's Peak saga, since the founder of the talent program is another figure altogether, but I thought it would be interesting to examine the eras each of them are from.

//As a bit of shorthand, I also decided to borrow some terminology from Eric Flint's Ring of Fire series (a great book series btw), where people from the past are referred to as "Down-Timers" and people from the present/future are "Up-Timers."

//This also just gives me a chance to talk about history, which I enjoy doing : P

//So, without further ado, let's get into it.

THE DOWN-TIMERS:

Zhao Ying (1903-1932)

Hailing from the furthest back in time is Zhao, a personal favorite of mine, who was the Ultimate Singer. Just from that time frame, she would've been around for the end of the Qing Dynasty, the Warlord Era, the rise of the Nationalist Government and the very early stages of the Second Sino-Japanese War and World War II. Just days before her death- on February 18th 1932- the Imperial Japanese conquered Manchuria and established the puppet state of Manchukuo.

There's also a bit of an anachronism with the PRC's flag being there, given that the design wasn't adopted until 1949, but that's probably for the benefit of a modern audience.

Anyway, Zhao is an entertainer and doesn't really make a lot of commentary on these conflicts. She's a singer, a dancer, and an actress, and had an upcoming role before her death. This is very interesting because the 1920s and 30s represented the emergence of cinema in China. The Burning of the Red Lotus Temple, a 16-part box office hit, was released between 1928-1931 and represents one of the first martial arts action films, but has sadly been lost to time.

Zhao was more than likely a silent film star, although 1931 brought the first Chinese sound film, Sing-Song Girl Red Peony, so it's possible her voice has been recorded as well. If I had to guess, Zhao probably lived around Shanghai, given that it was the center of the Chinese entertainment industry in this era.

One of the most overlooked aspects of Chinese history is that, while China itself was never colonized, it was forced to make Concessions to outside powers. These were pieces of territory in major cities like Shanghai, which were effectively enclaves of foreign territory that were exempt from Chinese law and provided a foothold for European Empires, America, and even Japan to exert influence and trade.

A byproduct of this is that many gangs and secret societies were allowed to operate with impunity in the Concessions, which resulted in prostitution, drug dealing and gambling being quite common. This probably explains why Zhao isn't a fan.

However, the saddest thing about the losses in Zhao's life? She was a mother.

Given that the photo says 1932, this had to be around January or Early February, meaning Zhao's boy, Wang Wei, couldn't have been more than 2 or 3. In-story, she's in tears over leaving her son behind and wonders if he'll even remember her.

Not to make the hurt worse, but given that Shanghai would be occupied by the Japanese Empire from 1937-1945...well, I'm going to hope that the poor kid and the rest of her family made it out.

Earnest Mikkola (1910-1945)

Speaking of World War II, Earnest would've been around for it and its prequel. Essentially the Indiana Jones figure of this setting, Earnest was a worldwide reputation as an explorer, having discovered new animals, plants and even civilizations. His expeditions took him quite a ways around the world, but it's his death that catches my attention.

See, Earnest is Finnish. I've seen some people worried that this means he was one the side of the Axis during the war, but this is a misunderstanding. See, just months after the Invasion of Poland, Finland was on the receiving end of an ultimatum from Stalin. Because he felt the border was too close to Leningrad (today St. Petersburg), he demanded Finland hand over some land to provide a buffer zone or else. The Finns said no, obviously, and thus began the Winter War.

To put it simply, while the Soviets ultimately got what they wanted, the Finns gave them a pretty bloody nose in the process. In just three and a half months, the Soviets suffered over five times as many casualties as the Finns and their international reputation suffered worse.

The conflict was also ultimately pointless, as Finland- while it didn't side with Germany- formed what was an alliance of convenience. When Operation Barbarossa took place, the Finns actually occupied much of the Karelia peninsula, even more than they had before. This lasted until 1944.

That's when Finland pulled an Uno reverse card and sided against Germany, starting the Lapland War, where the Finnish military tried to push all Axis forces out of their borders, and this lasted until April 1945, just a month before victory in Europe was declared.

How does this relate to Earnest? I guess it depends on where he was during the Lapland War, whether he was at home or elsewhere in the world, and whose side he was ultimately in favor of. Could that be why he was poisoned? It remains to be seen.

Yun Jung-Hoon (1936-1952)

Continuing with the war trend, here we have the first one to ask a historical question: local fly boy Yun. Even just from the patch on his shoulder, I could tell what his deal probably was before Krystal even spoke with him.

Sure enough, Yun here was a pilot in the Korean War. For those who don't know, Korea- which had been occupied by Japan since 1910- was divided along the 38th parallel North after World War II. The Soviets occupied by the north and established a communist government, led by Kim Il-Sung, while the Americans occupied the south and established a non-communist government lead by Syngman Rhee.

If you're only familiar with the North/South divide in the modern day, this is where it began. In the Spring of 1950, Kim lead an invasion to unify the country under communist rule, and because the South was militarily weak at the time, he thought it would be easy and conquered all the way down to an area called the Pusan Perimeter. Of course, America and a United Nations coalition force arrived to push them out.

They managed to push their way up to the northern border, where it seemed possible to conquer the North...only for the newly-established People's Republic of China to send hundreds of thousands of troops to support the North. They pushed the front lines south, where it stagnated around the 38th parallel for the next three years.

Based on his death date, if he died in battle, I'm guessing it was either in the First Battle of Hook or The Battle of Triangle Hill.

Yun also asks Krystal about the outcome of the war, but he decides he doesn't want to know and instead says he needs time to mentally prepare himself. I can't say I blame him, given that the war he died in was ultimately just a stalemate and technically never really ended.

Oumar Dembélé (1939-1969)

Another personal favorite of mine, Oumar is hilariously melodramatic, but also quite empathetic and emotionally-conscious dude. He's a relationship counselor and a published author, which is very interesting.

Oumar is Malian, and with that time frame, he would've been born when the country was under French colonial rule. At the time, Mali was called "French Sudan" and was ruled as part of French West Africa, a federation of eight colonies in the region. Mali and Senegal both achieved independence as the Federation of Mali on June 20th, 1960, although their status as a federation only lasted two months.

Even under French rule, there was a considerable divide between Northerners, particularly the Tuareg people, and Southerners. Under independence, the country's first president, Modibo Keïta, moved quickly to establish a single-party state, nationalized a great deal of services, and withdrew from the French Community in favor of closer ties to the Eastern Bloc, although economic problems lead to them rejoining the Franc Zone in 1967. He would later be deposed in a coup the following year.

This doesn't mean Oumar would've stayed in Mali, of course. In fact, I get the impression he probably moved to someplace like France to become as prominent as he had. This probably would've come in the wake of the Algiers War, when France saw many years of economic growth.

Oumar's death is also equally interesting and horrifying to consider, given that he was specifically crushed in a small venue.

This was a case of human crush injury. This is when a crowd of people is so tightly packed together (4–5 people per square meter/2.5 square feet per person), there's no room for them to move or even breathe.

The 1989 Hillsborough Disaster is a pretty infamous example of that, where 72,841 people compacted together in a stadium designed to hold just under 40,000. The result? 766 people were injured, 94 died and another 3 later died of injures they received. The crowd was so packed that even people who had died were still held up through the pressure.

Personal space is important.

Bonnie Clark (1959-1978)

And here's Bonnie, easily the saddest character in the game and I can't blame her at all. Out of all the Down-Timers, she's the one we actually learn the most about in her introduction. She has the vibes of an all-American girl, with a very fitting accent and everything.

She had a friend group that she frequently went to the arcade with, and she worked at a place called Don's Diner. How do we know? Krystal finds a picture.

"Now disgraced" in this context likely refers to Bonnie's untimely death. If any of you are familiar with the Terrible "Accident" PSA on workplace safety, you can probably imagine what happened. It's easily one of the most horrific ways to go, not gonna lie ^^;

Beyond that, there's not too much to really say with her in terms of historical context, given that she's a pretty archetypal small town girl, albeit much more pessimistic than many other examples. That could relate to how the 1970s were a difficult time for America, both economically and socially, due to factors like OPEC's oil embargo due to the Yom Kippur War.

That being said, it was still a time of significant social, scientific and technological progress, although for a teenager trying to make end's meet, that probably would've been a small comfort.

On a much lighter note, Bonnie got to enjoy some of the classic video games of the era: Pong, Space Invaders, Breakout, Death Race, Asteroids, Galaxian and many others.

Fernando Gomes (1958-1984)

And here we have our local himbo, Fernando. He's a pretty laid-back dude and his bio states that, while he's attained worldwide fame for his surfing skills, he prefers to stick around his home town and stay in the lifeguard job he's had since he was a teenager.

Even if you know history, it's almost easy to forget while talking to him that Fernando would've spent most of his life under a military dictatorship.

The Fifth Brazilian Republic, which was established after a coup on April 1st, 1964, was a brutally repressive government. Strong anti-communist policies, hard-line conservatism, political repression, mass censorship, curtailment of freedom of speech and the widespread killing, torturing and deporting of dissidents were all commonplace, particularly in the 70s.

So common, in fact, that the decade between 1968 and 1978 is also called the "Years of Lead."

Despite this, Brazil adopted a highly diversified and developmentalist economic model that helped boost their economy, and they developed the slogan "Brazil: Love it or Leave it." Fernando, ironically, seemed to adhere to that slogan given his love for his hometown.

Of course, Brazil would eventually return to democracy, but Fernando would fatally hit his head on a rock before he could see it happen.

Sonechka Morozova (1978-1996)

And another favorite of mine, Soneckha is our local magical weirdo, whose predictions of the future have been far more accurate than chance would suggest. She's also not disappointed that she's dead, but rather than she didn't end up as Queen of Hell like she wanted.

She's also very interesting in that, while she doesn't seem to play well with others, she'll respect you if you respect her in return, such as not giving her a nickname and understanding what a soothsayer is.

Timeline-wise, Sonechka would've been around for the latter days of the Soviet Union, the Chernobyl Disaster, the collapse of communist rule over Eastern Europe, the independence of the Russian Federation, the 1993 Constitutional Crisis and the First Chechen War.

It's not hard to see how, given that she has the ability to predict the future to a supernatural degree, she likely saw these events, and watching them play out probably shaped a lot about her personality and outlook.

My biggest question is how she wound up dying of hypothermia in the middle of the summer, as July is actually the warmest month in the country.

Petra Nightingale (1987-2006)

First introduced as "Scene Kid," Petra is definitely someone whose design would grab your attention. Her talent was a bit of a surprise to me, but her attitude, not to mention her sweet personality, really make her well-suited to caring for seniors.

Petra is English and would've been a 90's kid, so her time might've been spent with things like classic shows, crisp packets with prizes in them, Mr. Blobby and that time when the console wars were between Nintendo and Sega.

In terms of social and political history, the 90s saw the end of Margaret Thatcher's time as prime minister, the restoration of relations with Argentina after the Falkland War, the latter half of the Mad Cow Disease scandal and the Good Friday Agreement that brought an end to the Troubles.

Petra also mentions she's from Brighton, and during her childhood, she would've seen the city become much more prominent, which resulted in housing prices going up and a lot of people moving away. Would that have influenced her decision to start caring for seniors who couldn't afford to move.

I think the most interesting part to consider is that, as a senior caregiver, Petra has probably met a lot of veterans from Britain's various conflicts, from both World Wars to the various colonial conflicts to maybe even people who were in conflict with the IRA during the early days of the Troubles.

Not that I think it would've made Petra a judgemental person, as she seems very nice, but someone so young and very clearly quite lonely could have had her worldview shaped quite a bit by vets from these conflicts. I just think it's interesting to consider.

Vivian Wright (1966-2015)

Finally, the most recent Down-Timer and one from an era most of us are familiar with, Vivan was a Canadian teacher who was killed in a car accident. She's actually the first one Krystal meets after arriving, and we see that, while Viv is pretty nice, she also definitely has those anger issues.

I think most of us know what she would've been around to witness just before her death, but in terms of her adolescence, she would've been around for things such as Trudeaumania, civil rights for the First Nations, the many political tensions within Quebec and Terry Fox's famous attempt to run cross-country.

As the Ultimate Teacher, Viv probably has a lot to share on these topics, and I think it's interesting to consider how she could potentially be the one to help her fellow Down-Timers accommodate to the discoveries that came after their deaths. It's an interesting possibility.

//So there you go, some historical context for each of our Down-Timers, which I think could potentially play a role in their characters, arcs and motivations in the story. It's understandable that a lot of them probably have values that we today wouldn't agree with, but the same could be said of us and the Up-Timers, who deserve their own essay as well.

//This is also my way of saying "Go check out Eternal Endings, it's genuinely interesting and I want to see more!" : P

#mod talks #a student out of time #essay #danganronpa eternal endings #eternal endings #dree #Zhao Ying #Earnest Mikkola #Yun Jung-Hoon #Oumar Dembele #Bonnie Clark #Fernando Gomes #Sonechka Morozova #Petra Nightingale #Vivian Wright

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cherchersketch · 1 year ago

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Daisy - How to become the Duke’s Fiancee

Is this another ~contract marriage~ with a stoic duke marquess (but not from the north)? Yes. Yes it is.

The artstyle changes halfway through but I think it still looks ok. Though you can really tell the difference when they put in flashbacks with the previous artwork. Lol

Summary Our main girl, Daisy, travels back in time after being drowned to death. Back to the day one of her useless dad’s creditors showed up to the house. Instead of blending into the background as she did before, this time she boldly approaches the ~cold duke marquess~ with an offer of marriage. Because he’s totes going to need that in 3 years when grandad kicks the bucket and his will states that his successor needs to have been married (happily) for 3 years or more. It’s a win-win because she’s sworn off love after the events of the previous life and he doesn’t believe in love because of his family’s history. Of course, they eventually fall in love, even though it’s just meant to be a ~contract marriage~. Come on, it’s a shoujo manhwa after all.

Tropes - died and came back to life X years before to escape the death flags - just throw this gambling-addicted father away - this is just a contract marriage he/she would never love me - these grandad dukes really love putting in a no-marriage no-inheritance clause

FL - Daisy Filberlin D’Essel

- oh no it’s the ~middle child~ syndrome ;w; - so glad she is now never gonna get together with the trash man ;w; (though I’m interested to see if he’ll ever show up in the current timeline) - employers love her: the 20 year old with 20 years of work experience - 10 steps ahead of everyone (being from the future helps) - gaslight gatekeep girlboss - a lady’s battlefield is tea parties and banquets

ML - Marquess Killian D’Essel

- wow a rich noble who actually works (and not like sits behind a desk of paperwork all day) - not a duke yet but he already has the cold duke of the north personality nailed - richer than you’ll ever be - the guy always falls in love first ;w; - put him in horny jail

this series doesn’t really have cute little chibi scenes ;x;

Rating: I enjoyed my time reading this It’s a chill, cute romance. Hehe Status (as of 11 Nov 2023) Ongoing. Honestly, it’s probably way longer than it needs to be. We’re just barely touching on the whole ~madness of the OG Duke family~ plot. But as a bingeable series it’s fairly interesting I guess. Though it should really be like half the length ;;;

Same Same but Different - The Predator’s Fiancee - The Villainess Lives Twice - No more Nice Sis

full rec list

#Daisy - How to become the Duke's Fiancee #manhwa #CherCher reviews manhwa #manhwa recommendation

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dangerousdesiress · 11 months ago

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“THE ENCOUNTER”

Here I was…

New to a city and ready to explore.

Not a care in the world of what could be in store.

I had no idea of what I was getting myself into;

Until I crossed paths with this lil’ Hotep dude.

He was a bit different from my usual type…

But I was willing to take a gamble,

If the price was right…

So I played it cool

And tried to keep it professional.

Yet, I think we both knew our connection was

inexplicable.

He gave me his card

And told me to give him a call.

I didn’t wanna move too fast, so I tried to stall.

A couple weeks later…

I decided to take him up on his offer.

We cleared our schedules, made arrangements,

And I invited him over.

Now, I can get into the details of how shit really went down…

But I think I’ll save that juicy part of the story for the

next round.

We started hanging out and he begins telling me his

story…

How his last girlfriend left him

And their relationship was “kinda” stormy.

Told him I’d been through some things,

Just a trial or two…

But I tried to keep it real vague…

Because ladies, that’s the rules.

Three weeks into our fling and he had me in my

feelings.

Doing all the right things that felt like had been

missing.

Then suddenly out of the blue, things started to change…

Dude started moving funny and acting real strange.

I peeped game and I realized his actions wasn’t adding up…

Which had me questioning, “Yo, What the fuck?”

We all know these dudes come a dime in a dozen.

Well, come to find out…

Dude had a shorty with a whole Bun in the Oven!

Now I’m feeling like I’ve been put in this weird position.

I guess he had an agenda and was on a different

mission.

Leave it up to me and my own peace of mind…

I had to bring out the scissors;

It was cuttin’ off time.

I didn’t want any drama,

And I didn’t want any smoke...

But Lil’ Hotep was tryna play me,

Like I was a joke!

Needless to say, without trying to boast;

Dude got blocked and I went ghost.

I’m telling you all this as a cautionary tale,

When you start to see them red flags…

You better run like Hell.

(A creative piece written by: Cemecia M.)

#moodboard #storytime #creative writer #spilled ink #black tumblr #poetry on tumblr #writers on tumblr #original poetry #crazy life lessons #creative minds #cut off and blocked #dangerous desires #pay attention to the red flags #black poets on tumblr

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babygirlrex0504 · 2 years ago

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Chapter Four: The Child

Years passed since you and Mando came back to Nevarro, getting more clients and more bounties. You wouldn’t have never dreamed on having a client that was the Empire. The bounty is huge the pay is something that belongs to the Mandalorian people, The Creed. After getting a bit of the payment and a new shoulder piece for Mando and you a new forearm piece. You head to the planet the target is at... Arvada-7.

Warnings: violence, childhood pstd, blood, swearing, angst, fluff (if you squint hard enough)

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“I wonder why the Empire wants a 50 year old?” You said wiping your blaster.

“I don’t know.” He mumbled helping the Razor Crest out of hyperspace.

“It could be an officer that went AWOL.” You guess looking up from your visor towards him. He hummed back, you rolled your eyes. “Come on Mando not even going to guess?”

“No I’m not playing that game.” He stated eyes locked out of the window.

“Why cause you suck at it?” You whispered.

He sighed heavily. “Stop.”

You both went quiet as the Crest came into the atmosphere. You remembered playing that game once and only once. Both you and Mando were after a big bounty, the man was worth a good amount of credits. However, his guess was for gambling but when the answer came out, man Mando wanted him more dead than alive. So the game ended there.

You got up and tilted your visor just enough to see him. “I will get things ready. Don’t get too crazy.” You teased.

“The crazy is leaving.” He said just enough for you to hear as you climbed down.

You grabbed a couple of your knives, side blasters, and some detonators. You had small pocket to fit small rations since who knows how long it is to get this target. Beskar. You thought, the Empire stealing the metal for their own benefit. You felt like a rat scurrying through anything to get that one slice of food.

You looked at your arm to watch it shimmer a bit. New. You remembered when your mother told you all about the armor when being rewarded your armor. You remembered training with sticks with your mother small ones of course. Your goal…capture the flag.

She took you out in the middle of a forest area on Mandalore. She disappeared telling you to use the surroundings around you to find her. You did of course, tracked her through the dirt and leaves, when she finally came out it was hand to hand.

You tried your best but she would always disarm you. You would be so angry. She would laugh. “Don’t worry child, you will get there,” She walked up placing a hand on your shoulder. “Remember what I told you,” She grabbed your arm and traced an X on the spot where she grabbed you to disarm you, having the grey and blue armor shine. “X marks the spot.”

You smiled underneath your helmet. It helped you know when she was about to disarm you. Small as it was and stupid it meant something for you. Every time there was a mess up you would hear her say ‘X marks the spot.’ You placed weapons in their spot on you when you heard footsteps above you.

Mando came down and tilting his visor at you an indication of being ready to go. There are some days that talking just doesn’t happen, so both Mando and you learned the body language of each other. He walked passed you and you followed behind as the ramp with down.

It was similar to was Tatooine looked like desert and hills. It wasn’t the best planet but it had beautiful sunsets, from what you seen on vids at least. Mando brought the tracking fob out as it blinked. “It looks…” He stopped looking around before he could say anything you felt a hard push. You felt yourself slam against the ground, your head bouncing in the helmet.

“Y/N!” He yelled before grunting. You rolled to your side shaking your head.

You looked up to see Mando down by an ugly creature. You got up fast pulling your knife out until there was electricity going around the body of the creature. You snapped your head to find an Ugnaught sitting on one of those creatures.

You were in fight or flight mode, Mando was getting up as you stood there waiting for the Ugnaught to make a move. “Thank you.” You heard Mando’s voice you snapped your head as you ease your way into a more relaxing position.

The Ugnaught stared at you and nodded his head. “You bounty hunters?” He asked looking over at Mando.

“Yes.” You responded looking over at Mando who was looking over at you.

“I will help you,” He replied turning the creature around. “I have spoken.”

Mando looks over at you tilting his helmet, you shook your head and walked forward. It took a while before we made it to the Ugnaught’s home. It looked like a small farm, had a pin for animals on the side of a small home. He guided both you and Mando into his house. You sat on the floor next to Mando as the Ugnaught walked back and forth making some food.

“Many have passed through. They seek the same one as you.” He explained looking over at the both of you.

“Did you help them?” Mando asked.

“Yes. They died.”

“Well maybe we don’t want your help.” You mumbled adjusting how you were sitting.

“You do. I can show you to the encampment.” He replied.

It was quiet for a moment before Mando nodded. “What’s your cut?”

“Half.”

You snapped back and forth at Mando and the Ugnaught. “Half the bounty to guide? Seems steep.” Mando explained his voice unsure.

“No,” He walked over placing the liquid on the table. “Half the blurgg.”

Blurgg? You thought what the hell is… “The blurgg? Keep them both.”

Oh… “No, you’ll need one. To ride,” Both Mando and you looked at each other. “The way is impossible to pass without a blurrg mount.I don't know how to ride blurrg. I have spoken.”

The Ugnaught showed us a small barn to rest in until it hit morning time. You leaned against a post as did Mando. “Can’t believe a blurgg gave me a concussion.” You mumbled getting comfortable.

Mando chuckled. “It was quite a scene seeing you fly like that.”

“K’uur di’kut.” You teased throwing a small pebble at his leg.

Mando chuckled lowly and shook his head. It was quiet for a moment before you felt “Ca di’kut.” You said falling asleep.

Mando made sure to know you were asleep before falling asleep as well. “Ca ner ka’ra.” He whispered.

When morning hit you heard grunting and the Ugnaught talking loudly about riding a blurgg. You watched in the back as Mando got tossed around like a doll. You could tell Mando was getting frustrated by whipping his cape away out of the way. You walked up to the Ugnaught. “This isn’t working.” You mumbled watching as he fell off again.

He ignored you as he yelled out to Mando. “Perhaps if you removed your helmet.”

You shook your head before sighing. “Perhaps he remembers I tried to fry it.” Mando quipped back.

“This is a female. The males are eaten during mating.” He explained.

“Oh.” You whispered kind of terrified looking at the blurgg.

“Very interesting to see.” The Ugnaught responded looking at you.

Mando shook his head before walking up. “I don't have time for this. Do you have a Landspeeder or Speeder bike that I could hire? Or give Y/N a chance?”

You felt bad to hear that he was getting this frustrated. You were about to decline before the Ugnaught pushed his hand forward. “You are a Mandalorian! Your ancestors rode the great Mythosaur. Surely you can ride this young foal.”

You both looked at each other. He was right our ancestors rode one of the most powerful creatures that roamed the galaxy. This tiny thing compared to the Mythosaur surely should be easy to ride. You nodded your head once before you saw his shoulders sag a bit and turned around.

You watched as he stepped cautiously at the blurgg, putting his hand out before petting it gently. He climbed on top of it and just like that he tamed the female. Pride erupted in your chest. “You can try as well Mandalorian.” He suggested half smiled up at you.

“I think Mando has it.” You said chuckling a bit.

“She doesn’t bite,” He started before looking up at you. “Females at least.”

You shook your head as you walked towards Mando. “Ka’ra gar vhett!”

Mando sighed and shook his head looking down at you. “K’uur,” You both stared for a moment before he looked away. “We need to head to the compound.”

Everyone was able to pack up quickly, since there was only two blurggs you rode with Mando. The road was interesting, cracks huge cracks on the ground once the compound got closer the blurgg jumping from one crack to another with no problems.

The Ugnaught slowed down as he approached a ridge. The bottom showed a small area that was the compound. “That is where you'll find your quarry.” The Ugnaught pointed at looking over and the both of you.

Mando pulled out a pouch. “Please. You deserve this.”

The Ugnaught put his hand out and waved it while shaking his head. “Since these ones arrived, this territory has been an endless stream of mercenaries seeking reward and bringing destruction.”

You tilted you helmet. “Then why did you guide us?”

“They do not belong here,Those that live here come to seek peace.There will be no peace until they're gone.” The Ugnaught explained looking back down at the compound.

“Then why do you help?” Mando asked

“I have never met a Mandalorian,” He admitted looking over at you. “I've only read the stories. If they are true, you will make quick work of it. Then there will again be peace,” He sighed and looked at Mando nodding once. “I have spoken.”

You stood watch as Mando looked down at the compound. It gave your stomach turns when thinking that the both of you weren’t the only ones. It bugged you mostly. You wondered if they are given the same reward. Beskar. You grind your teeth holding back the anger. “Well there is a problem,” He said standing up, starting to head down. “A damn IG Unit is making scenes down there.”

You followed behind him sliding down the hill. “Kriffing droids.”

You enjoyed droids at least the harmless ones. You have always wanted a BD unit. However, Mando hated droids so ANY type of droids were forbidden inside the Crest or at least 100 kilometers or more away from Mando. You don’t know why and will not ask ever again.

“IG Unit! Stand down!” Mando yelled as you went around to hide behind a wall. You heard a shot rang out and Mando flying. “I'm in the Guild!” He said getting up.

“You are a Guild member? And you?” The unit said pointing the blaster at you. You gave a slight nod ready to shoot. “I thought I was the only one on assignment.”

“That makes two of us,” Mando said walking towards a safe spot. “So much for the element of surprise.”

“Sadly, I must ask for your fob.” IG said turning to Mando. “I have already issued the writ of seizure. The bounty is mine.”

“Unless I'm mistaken, you are, as of yet, empty-handed.” You said looking over the side of the wall.

“This is true.” IG stated looking around the area.

“I have a suggestion.” Mando said. IG gave him the okay to continue. “We split the reward.”

It was quiet for a moment. “This is acceptable.” IG responded.

“Great. Now let's regroup, out of harm's way, and form a plan.” You shouted looking at the unit.

“I will of course receive the reputation merits associated with the mission.”

“Can we talk about this later?” Mando yelled annoyance in his voice.

“I require an answer if I am to proceed...” A shot rang out and hit the unit. “Oh, no. Alert. Alert. Alert.”

You grunted when a blast hit near you. You shot back hitting one of them off of the building. IG finally got into a safe position. Mando pulled out the fob and you covered him as he scanned the area.

The fob made the annoying beeping sound fast when it reached the big door just a couple of feet away. “He's in there!” He yelled putting it away. Dust flew up as a bolt hit the ground.

“Affirmative.” IG responded

“Up top!” Mando yelled as IG shot the man down. You started out first heading towards the door.

Mando followed close behind hitting the men surrounding the area. IG followed as we all took place behind the pillars of where the door is located. “It appears we are trapped.” IG stated the most obvious situation. Blaster fire surrounding the area you three were in. When you looked to the side and aimed, you soon went back into hiding with all the fire happening. “I will initiate self-destruct sequencing.”

“His what?!” You yelled at Mando. Who snapped his head over at IG.

“Whoa you’re what?!” Mando questioned.

“Manufacturers Protocol dictates I cannot be captured. I must self-destruct. Do not self-destruct.” IG explained.

You looked over and shook your head as Mando looked at you. “Cover me!”

“Wha-“ You said but started to cover him until they brought out a kriffing turret.

Mando jumped back behind the pillar. “Go! Go! Go! There's too many!”

“They got us pinned!” You yelled as the pillar you were behind started to disappear.

“I will initiate self-destruct.” IG said once more. You rolled your eyes.

“Do not self-destruct! We're shooting our way out.” Mando said looking back at you.

You nodded as you shot a couple of times as he talked to IG. You ran to another wall that was still next to the door. You looked back to see Mando nodding as IG went out. While IG was taking the fire you came out and shot a couple of men until Mando got on the turret and shot the remaining men.

You walked out of hiding, seeing Mando on the turret gave you a weird feeling in your chest. You subconsciously shook your head. “Shit can’t believe they brought a turret for 3 invaders.” You teased as he hopped off.

IG was about damaged but was able to come up to the two of you. “Well done. I will disengage self-destruct initiative.” As the bomb in his chest went back into hiding.

“You know, you're not so bad.” Mando said looking around.

“For a droid. Agreed.” You said looking over at IG. “That blaster hit looks nasty. You okay?”

“Running a quick diagnostic.It has missed my central wiring harness.” IG replied.

“Is that good?” Mando asked.

“Yes.”

It was quiet for a moment, you placed your hands on your hips. “Well, now we just need to get the door open.”Mando looked over at the turret.

You went next to it as he shot his way through the door. As the door went down all of you walked towards it, having the door fall. Before walking through a man came out and you shot him. “Anyone else?” Mando asked looking at the room.

“The tracking fob is still active.” Mando said pulling it out.

“My sensors indicate that there is a life form present.” IG stated, you all walked over to a small pod. Mando took off the things that were on top of if.

When the hatched opened it revealed a small green creature. “Wait. They said 50 years old.” Mando said in amazement

You looked closer. It was tiny young even. “Species age differently. Perhaps it could live many centuries. Sadly, we'll never know.” IG said pointing his blaster at the creature.

“No.” You said before Mando pushed his hand down.

“We'll bring it in alive.” Mando said looking at the creature once more.

“The commission was quite specific. The asset was to be terminated.” IG said pointing at it once more. You were about to pull out your blaster before you heard the blaster bolt rang through the room.

IG unit fell down and smoke coming from his head. You looked over as Mando reached over with his finger and wiggled it to the creature. It made a cooing sound. “Mando,” You said. “What now?”

You leaned more in to look at the creature more. It was green, big ears, big eyes. Wrinkly. You never seen a creature like this. “We have to go.” Mando said syncing the pod to his wrist.

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K’uur di’kut - shut it idiot

Ca di’kut - night idiot

Ca ner ka’ra - night my stars

Ka’ra gar vhett - Stars! You’re a farmer

K’uur - Shut it

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𝙀𝙌𝙐𝘼𝙉𝙄𝙈𝙄𝙏𝙔 - 𝘊𝘏𝘈𝘗𝘛𝘌𝘙 𝘛𝘞𝘌𝘕𝘛𝘠-𝘍𝘖𝘜𝘙

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"Ouch..." Jean yelped as Maria tried to fix his wig. "Jean stop moving so much, your hair is still sticking out." She scolded. "You're yanking at my scalp, not the wig," he growled in response.

"There. That's much better... As far as that goes." The woman muttered and sighed. "What's that supposed to mean?" Maria shrugged. "At least Armin looks like Historia. It's cute even, but you don't even reassemble Eren in the slightest." Connie snickered.

"It's not like I chose to do this..." Jean muttered under his breath. "We don't have a choice," Levi butted in, with his arms crossed. "Say, if things go the way we planned them, do you really think they will keep believing Jean is Eren and Armin is Historia?"

"This body-double mission is a gamble, but those idiots bought it the first time."

Things had been blurry during their ride to Stohess, but now that Maria could take a good look at Jean, she noted the teen did not resemble the titan shifter boy in the slightest. If not, the wig looked terrible, as if he was wearing a mop on his head. But who would've been fit to be Eren's body double, besides Jean...

After Hanji arrived at the cabin, she gathered everyone in the main room to tell the news about Pastor Nick. Apparently, the man was murdered the very same morning in the Trost District barracks. Hanji had told them she figured the Church would want to deal with Nick since he was cooperating with the Scouts but instead found out the Interior Military Police tortured Pastor Nick to find out what information he spilled to them. Hiding his identity had proven to be useless after all.

Blaming herself for being too careless, Hanji told them about the nails that had been ripped off in order to make him talk, but Levi figured the man hadn't spoken a word. His exact words being; "People that talk, talk after one. If they don't, peeling more won't make a difference."

It did make sense to Maria, but the man had died a horrible death non the less. Although they probably had no idea their squad had caught wind of the Reiss family, it was almost certain the government was up to no good.

This proved to be right when Nifa brought them a message from Erwin. Their eyes were fixed on the Levi squad and they had to leave the cabin immediately without leaving a trace that they had been there.

And now they were getting ready to enter Trost district. Something Maria didn't particularly feel happy about.

"How about you though? Is your leg well enough? We sure did walk a long time, without you using your crutch." Jean questioned and Maria snapped out of her thoughts before sighing. "I can't exactly keep using it when we're entering Trost. I would only slow you all down. Besides, I feel fine. Hanji fixed my gear. It holds everything together pretty well." She mused yanking on Jean's wig one last time, making the teen wince.

"Okay, time to go." Levi interrupted. "I want Eren and Historia to ride along the wagon."

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The group had finally entered Trost, leaving the real Eren and Historia behind. Hanji's squad would keep a close eye on them and alert Levi if they'd see anything suspicious. However, Maria had an uneasy feeling about their trip to Trost. She wasn't sure if it was because of their body double mission or her walking through the streets she knew so very well.

Jean watched Maria pull her hood over her forehead just a bit more before she slumped a bit to hide the rest of her face, but decided not to make a comment about it.

"Try not to walk in a cluster. We'll stand out." Levi spoke. "Eren and Historia, just act normal." He made short eye contact with Jean and Armin before walking on.

"Why is the royal family's flag hanging everywhere?" Connie questioned, his eyes scanning their surroundings. "Oh! Today must be the anniversary of the King's coronation." Sasha guessed. "Once a year, they hand out a haul of rations."

Connie's eyes glided over the whole ordeal, a soft "Oh..." leaving his lips.

"May I have your attention, please? We'll begin handing out rations! King Fritz has heard of Trost District's hardship and will donate the royal family's reserves! There's enough for everyone! Line up orderly!" A military police member announced.

The crowd burst out in praise for the king, making Maria scoff. Levi cast a small glance at the honey blonde whose face was still covered by the hood of her cape.

"Thank goodness!-" "Long live King Fritz!-" People cheered loudly.

"All that food and he's just giving it away?" Sasha frowned. Her eyes seemed to spark a little when she spoke about the food. "It's not as if he needs it all," Levi responded.

"Of course, he's got more than he knows what to do with." Maria butted in as she rolled her eyes. "It's easier to control people when they're not starving." Levi then added. "People are weak, especially when baited with food."

After that had been said, Levi turned away to keep on walking, the rest following closely behind him. Maria sped up her pace to walk next to the ravenette, glancing up at his face from time to time.

"You seem keen on hiding your face Bambi." He muttered. "What are you talking about, aren't we all doing just that?" She played dumb.

"You keep pulling your hood down your face as if you're avoiding something. Or should I say, someone?" He pointed out. "Isn't that what you ordered us to do?" The raven-haired male scoffed. "Yes, but I also recall telling everyone not to stand out-"

Suddenly Levi stopped in his tracks, his eyes widening just a fraction before he spun around.

"Watch out! Behind us!" The ravenette shouted, resulting in them having to jump out of the way to dodge the cart coming at them at full speed.

"Armi-- I mean, Christa and Eren!" Sasha shouted as Jean and Armin were pulled on the wagon by unknown men. "They've been kidnapped again!"

Maria noticed three men riding along; one controlling the wagon and the other two now detaining Jean and Armin. However, what she hadn't noticed was that Levi was holding onto both her arms. By suddenly having jumped out of the way, she'd bumped into Levi, almost making him topple back into one of the market stands behind them.

The honey blonde watched the wagon drive off. It was then that she finally noticed Levi trying to retain his balance.

"Sorry-" She hurriedly mumbled while helping him stand straight again. His warm hands left her upper arms and Levi turned to focus on the wagon - which was now disappearing in the distance - as well.

"Let's get on the move, we shouldn't lose them now." The ravenette stated. Sasha turned to look at the Captain. "Shouldn't we use our gear to follow them?" Levi's hand gripped the straps of his bag as he began to walk again. "No, we can't use our maneuver gear yet. We'd draw attention."

"Then I'd advise to get going, right now. We're already losing them as we speak. Good thing Hanji's squad has eyes on them." Maria spoke, making Levi nod curtly. "Let's go."

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"How's it going inside?" Levi asked Mikasa as the three of them sat on the rooftop: Sasha and Connie keeping an eye on the situation inside the warehouse. "If we don't hurry, they'll see through Armin's disguise," Mikasa spoke and closed her eyes for a second. Maria shifted on her feet, now facing the girl's back.

"What do you mean?" Maria gritted her teeth. "He's getting pawed at," She stated. "I feel bad for him..." she continued.

"I see."

"Those filthy pi-" Maria spat, but Levi was quick to shut her up. "Keep your composure, Bambi. You can act on your moral compass after we've handled this." The woman made short eye contact with the ravenette and turned her head away in displeasure.

Miskasa turned around fully this time to look at both Levi and Maria. "How are both your legs? Any better?" The black-haired teen asked.

"I can move well enough. It's not bad, I'm more worried about Maria." Levi nodded to Maria who decided to check the straps on her prosthetic one last time. "Don't worry, I can handle it."

"More importantly, these kidnappers... They're nothing but amateurs. Why wouldn't they use professionals for a job like this?" He asked while getting up and looking at Mikasa again.

"It might be a trap." The honey-blonde noted. "You're right. We don't know what to expect or who's behind this. It's definitely a trap. Keep your eyes out for anything suspicious. You two can handle the rest on your own. I'm heading for Eren."

"Yes sir," Mikasa replied. Levi now turned to look at a frowning Maria.

"Maria, you stay with them. Be ready, you might need to use your gear as well." Levi began. "What? Are you sure? We've only tested my gear in combination with the prosthetic just now and it was only to get on this roof. What if it breaks down?" "We just have to take the gamble. Come and meet up with me when you're done taking out the trash." She gave him a firm nod.

"One more thing... I'll tell you both, just in case. Tell Armin and the others, too."

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Maria and Mikasa snuck into the warehouse, with Connie and Sasha still on the lookout. The honey-blonde took in the situation before turning to look at the black-haired teen behind her.

"Did you count how many guards there are?" The honey-blonde crossed eyes with Mikasa. "Just one, from what Connie could tell," Mikasa whispered back.

"Alright then, leave the pervert to me." Maria nodded to the man behind Armin as they hid behind some crates. "Loosen up the ropes of Jean and Armin when I've pinned the bastard down. Then we'll wait for the rest to show up." The teen gave her a quick nod, before slowly moving towards Jean and Armin, waiting for Maria to make a move.

Maria scanned the warehouse entrance for the last time before letting her eyes wander back to the two tied-up boys. The man touching up Armin was too busy to notice anything.

In a fast motion, the honey-blonde moved forward just to kick the guard in the shins. In reaction to this, he released Armin, crying out in pain. Maria made sure to take hold of both of his arms, pushing them up his back before slamming him to the floor.

"Try anything and I'll make you regret it." She hissed. Maria placed her foot on his back - keeping him down - as she fished some rope out of her back pocket. The honey-blonde bent forward to tie up his hands and made sure to pull the knot extra tight.

Jean watched Maria drag the man up by his hair as she shoved him into a crate to sit down. Fuck, she couldn't believe Levi's influence was shining through right this moment.

She continued to stare down at the man in disgust. "Thinking with your dick, weren't you?" She spat as she moved her prosthetic foot onto his crotch, slowly starting to press down.

The man shouted out in pain as the solid heavy material of her new foot started to crush his privates. "Stop! Stop! Please stop!"

"Oh? You're asking me to stop? Did you stop when you were feeling up my comrade?" Maria mocked.

The man however didn't respond to her. "You were so busy with your perverted thoughts, you didn't even notice he's a boy. Not that it matters, you're a swine."

Jean had never seen her act so intimidating before. Seeing the woman torture the guard made him want to look away yet again, but this time he just couldn't. Maybe he'd had to say something before she'd actually crush the man's genitals. However, Armin was the one to beat him to it.

"Maria, please stop. I'm okay, really."

"It's making my balls hurt." They heard Connie from the top window.

Maria cast a short glance at Armin before taking her foot off the man's crotch. "Seems like you're in luck. Just so you know, I would've made sure you wouldn't be able to use your dick anymore." Maria grimaced.

Mikasa finished loosening Jean and Armin's ropes before walking back to the honey-blonde.

"We should cover his mouth and move him out of sight," Mikasa stated whereto the small woman next to her nodded. "I'll handle it." The raven-haired teen continued, making Maria sigh but agree. Maybe she'd gone overboard, but seeing the man touching up Armin triggered the memory of her and her deceased late husband. Jean seemed to notice. As she walked up to the teen and sighed, he cast her a worried glance.

"Are you alright?" He whispered. "Yeah, I'm fine. Let myself go there..." Maria rubbed her face. "No shit." He muttered in return.

"Guys!" Maria looked up at where Sasha was signing at Connie by the window. "They're back! Hide!" With the guard out of sight, Maria and Mikasa hid behind the crates anew.

As they crouched down, the doors to the warehouse opened, letting four men through.

In the front, they saw a short overweight man. His upper lip wore a thin dark mustache, probably to compensate for his balding head, which only left some black hair on the sides. Maria knew him as Dimo Reeves.

Behind him walked an equally short young man with reddish hair. His face was covered in freckles, but Maria could definitely see the resemblance between the two men. The remaining two, she recognized as the ones who kidnapped Jean and Armin with the wagon.

"You're sure, without a doubt, it's Christa and Eren?" Dimo asked, laying eyes on Jean and Armin.

"Yes, they match the description." One of the other men spoke. "Huh? Where's the guard?"

There was no way for them to come up with a good answer for this was the exact moment Mikasa dashed forward to kick one of the men in the back of the head with her knee. With the first man on the ground, she then tackled the second one by grabbing his collar and throwing him onto the concrete.

"What the--?!"

Before the freckled redhead could draw his gun, Maria threw him over her shoulder, instantly knocking him out the moment his head hit the floor. Both Jean and Armin rushed forward - to the floored men - to tie them up. "Don't you dare move!" Jean warned while tightening the ropes.

"Connie! Is it really just the four of them?!" Mikasa asked the boy as she pinned Dimo Reeves down. "Yeah, that's it! Nobody else in the area!" Connie yelled back. However, at the moment she was distracted by looking at Connie, Dimo was able to reach for his gun. Sasha was quick to move and shot off an arrow, pinning his gun to the ground and making it impossible for the balding merchant to move his weapon any further.

"If you move again, who knows where I'll hit?" Sasha then threatened. "Sasha, are you crazy? You could've hit Mikasa!" Jean yelled, getting up from his knees. "Hey! It's Mikasa's fault for not paying attention!"

"Quit bickering, we need to meet up with Levi..." The honey-blonde replayed the conversation between the three of them in her head.

"What do you mean?" Connie asked. "Are we just leaving them here?"

"Yes, we'll be keeping them here a little while longer." Maria crossed her arms, her face now turning serious.

"Captain's orders, and he sends a message, too."

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