#he has a silly little voice hahahaha everyone point and laugh

[roychewtoy]

who the hell is this guy

[gotta-winwin]

going seventeen 2020 <> svtsideout

masterlist | cyana's masterlist

word count: 1.8k italics are in english, bolded words are in mandarin a/n: omg?? what is this?? a second update for yours truly?? got this as a request and inspiration came flying - enjoy a nice cooldown for all the angst last update!

"Hold on, hold on." Cyana had to calm them down as they started filming. "I still don't really understand what the point of today's content is."

Vernon laughed, pulling her aside to repeat the rules to her but this time in English. "We're basically doing activities while the staff tell us what emotion we have to do everything in. Like the movie Inside Out."

"Ahhhh~" Cyana nodded in understanding. "Okay. Sounds-" She frowned. "Sounds kinda silly."

"That's basically what Going Seventeen is." Vernon patted her on the back before leading her to join the group again. "Get used to it!" He shot her a thumbs-up, smiling wide when she returned a unimpressed stare.

"Wow." Dino marvelled, bringing attention to Cyana and Vernon's exchange all of a sudden. "When did Cyana get so much attitude?"

"She's always been sassy." Mingyu corrected, poking at Cyana. "Seventeen's princess~" He teased.

Cyana swatted his finger away, pointing at the staff. "Shouldn't we be filming today's content, guys?"

[staff sends seventeen's princess thanks]

"Ahh~ look at her being so professional." Hoshi teased. "She's right though."

"We've been working nonstop recently..." Dino exclaimed, bringing the spotlight onto himself. Cyana watched from next to Vernon as Dino began to introduce the premise. "...except Seungkwan."

"Seungkwan isn't here today." Hoshi repeated.

"I heard..." Jeonghan started. "...we're inside Seungkwan right now."

As the others exclaimed excitedly, Cyana grew confused, repeating Jeonghan's words under her breath, thinking she must've heard him wrong. "Inside...Seungkwan?" She asked Vernon.

Vernon nodded. "Yeah," he gestured around the room. "We're inside him right now."

She made a face. "That sounds kinda wrong."

"We're his emotions." He corrected, laughing at her disgusted reaction.

"Oh~" She nodded, finally getting it.

[HAPPY MODE ON]

Everyone started laughing almost at once, leaving Cyana confused, but joining in nevertheless. Pausing in between bouts of forced laughter, she smacked Vernon's shoulder. "What on earth is going on?"

Vernon could only shake his head, looking just as pained as he pretended to laugh. Jeonghan suddenly began to shake Cyana, encouraging her to laugh harder.

"HA. HA. HAHAHAHA." Cyana yelled out, right into Jeonghan's face.

Jeonghan fell back in harsh laughter, real this time.

"Wowww." She couldn't help to gawk at how high the rock climbing course was. She grabbed a helmet, putting it on as she continued to stare at the sheer size of the place. "This is amazing."

"Their shoulders are too wide to fit through." Mingyu's voice cut through her amazement.

She turned, giggling when she saw Wonwoo and the others, unable to cross through the pillars.

"Hoshi wants to go first." Dino pushed Hoshi towards the center. "C'mon."

[RAGE MODE ON]

The place suddenly exploded in shouts of anger, surprising Cyana who was had been talking to Jun seconds ago. She jumped in fright, letting out a harsh breath when she realized the mood had changed. She watched as the others 'fought' and couldn't help but gape at how insane they all were.

"Wow. So this is you guys during Going Seventeen." She couldn't help be a little intimidated. "I see..."

Jun snorted, breaking character upon seeing Cyana's revelation.

Mingyu pushed Jeonghan, flinging the guy several steps towards where Cyana and Jun stood, near the back. Cyana's mouth dropped at the sheer strength of Mingyu. She couldn't wrap her head around how quickly they could adapt to anger as such docile and kind people.

Jun nudged her. "You try."

She frowned. Walking up to DK, she tried imitating the gangsters for those Korean dramas she had been watching. "Who are you?" She asked aggressively, widening her stance and knocking up against DK.

The boy only burst into laughter at the sight.

"Cyana's only cute when she gets mad." Joshua said, still maintaining an aggressive tone although he was fighting not to smile.

[SAD MODE ON]

This time Cyana was ready. She had seen the cue from the staff first, immediately burying her face into Joshua's shirt pretending to cry. A little taken aback, Joshua patted her back and pretended to cry as well. She was glad her face was away from the camera or she would've died with embarrassment.

Joshua leaving her once it was his turn, she sat next to Wonwoo and gave him a tiny smile. She felt comforted he too wasn't really down to be acting so hard.

"He's so skillful." She heard Dino wail out, her shoulders now shaking with laughter instead of pretend tears.

Joshua came down, only greeted by a jealous and tearful Dino, who complimented him with wailing tones. "You're so skillful. Are there a lot of mountains in LA?"

Cyana couldn't help but snort, hand flying out to grab Wonwoo's. It isn't missed by the camera, the awkward parting they had and the little side-eye they both gave each other when the other wasn't looking.

"Jump, Wonwoo!" Jeonghan yelled from his spot on the ground.

Cyana craned her neck up, watching as the boy prepared himself and jumped across. "Wowww." She said quietly. "He looks like a koala, the way he's hanging onto the sack."

Wonwoo's cheeks turned pink at her comment as he was lowered down.

DK was next, his legs visibly shaking as he climbed up.

"DK butt sexy!" Mingyu yelled out after him, prompting DK to move his hips, resulting in both cheers and groans from the others.

"Ya- Mingyu." Woozi chided. "There's a girl here."

Mingyu glanced at Cyana with red ears. Jun shielded her eyes as DK continued his climb up. Once he had reached the top, Jun let his hand down and Cyana could see how scared DK was.

"DK jump!" The others called. "You won't actually fall!"

"DK." Cyana cupped her hands around her mouth to yell. "Jump or the cookies I made back home aren't yours!"

DK looked down at her, cringing at the height. "No!" He yelled back. "That's not fair!"

"Jump!" She yelled, cheering the loudest when he did.

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"I think I'm going to pass out." Mingyu mumbled, as he looked down at the sheer height he was at. "Why did I agree to this?"

"Mingyu!" Dino yelled up. "If you don't jump you have to call me hyung!"

"Hyung!" Mingyu yelled down. Cyana let out a loud laugh at his blatant cry of defeat. "Hyung!"

"Me too!" She yelled up at him. "Call me Noona!"

Mingyu fixed her with a stare. "Ah~ No thank you."

She pouted. "Then jump."

Mingyu looked at the sack, as if gauging an opponent.

"You can do it!" Hoshi yelled. "Mingyu!"

Cyana was both surprised he did jump and a little sad she didn't get to hear him call her noona. She sighed. "It would've been so funny."

[TIMID MODE ON]

Cyana rolled a basketball across the floor towards Dino. "So we don't get hurt." She gave him a sweet smile, making him smile back.

"Guys, get over here." Seungcheol waved them over to where the group stood.

"Let's divide our teams by odd and even?" Wonwoo suggested, his tone meek and timid to match the current mood. Everyone nodded, splitting off into separate sides of the basketball court. Sensing Cyana's confusion, Wonwoo clarified for the girl. "Based on your place in the group age ranking. You're number 14 so you're with the evens."

She nodded gratefully, moving to join Jeonghan and her other teammates.

[game start!]

Seungcheol threw the jump ball rather timidly, as Hoshi slapped it over Vernon's head and close to Cyana. She swiftly grabbed the ball, taking aim and shooting the ball into the net with a clean swish.

"Wow, you're good?" Vernon exclaimed, although it sounded more like a question.

"Played a bit when I was younger." She shrugged, passing the ball to Jun and jogging alongside him.

The game continued, Cyana surprising everyone as she scored goal after goal. The other team was still catching up though, and Cyana could feel herself getting sucked into the competitiveness of the game.

[EXCITED MODE ON]

"Finally!" She yelled out. "Timid is no way to play a game."

She watched, amused at the ruckus the boys were causing at the other end of the court, as DK threw the ball into Hoshi's knees. Taking over, Cyana dribbled towards the hoop, letting out a frustrated groan when Mingyu came up to block her.

"This isn't fair!" She yelled out, trying to pass him. "You're a wall!" She does her best to body check him, slamming her shoulder into his chest. He doesn't move an inch. "Mingyu!" She whined, passing the ball to an awaiting Minghao.

"That hurt." Mingyu whined back, rubbing his chest. "You're all bone. Owwww~"

[SAD MODE ON]

As the game progressed, Cyana got in a couple more goals, managing to stay far away from Mingyu. He was the only one able to guard her, as she sped past the others or merely moved gracefully through them.

"I want to win." Dino cried out, his face morphing into a sad one.

Catching on, Cyana matched his tone and expression. "I'm so sad I'm doing sooo well."

Dino frowned. "It's not fair. You're using your experience against us."

[experience > svt]

Before Cyana can retaliate, a loud thud and sounds of laughter echoed from the other end of the court. Cyana moved away from the bodies blocking her view, realizing Seungcheol had slipped and lost his shoe in the process.

"I didn't swear!" Seungcheol tried excusing himself as he got up. "I said shoes- not sh-"

"You were really good at basketball." Joshua marvelled, as they had finished the game and were now sitting down for snacks. "I was really shocked."

She blushed under the praise. "I played a lot in LA. The weather was always good so I was always at the park."

"You should play with Seungkwan sometime." He offered, reminding her Seungkwan also liked basketball. "He can introduce you to NCT's Chenle. They play together sometimes."

She nodded. "That sounds-"

The sound of Minghao yelling cut her train of thought, leaving her speechless. "Who asked for Cola?" He yelled out, the sheer volume and strength of his voice stunning the girl.

"Wow." She gaped again, turning to Joshua. "I didn't even know Hao had a set of lungs that could do that."

Joshua bit back a smile, trying to stay in character and on theme. "We're all loud when we want to be." He informed her.

She narrowed her eyes at him, not quite believing him. "Even Wonwoo and Woozi?"

"Even Wonwoo and Woozi." He agreed.

"Even you?" She pressed again. "I've never seen you mad or loud at all."

Hoshi turned around to face them, having overheard their conversation. "Joshua's pure insanity. He just hides it well."

Cyana muffled a giggle behind her sleeve. She watched as the others continued to yell, the amount of attitude in one room overwhelming her. She glanced at the camera, mouthing "I want to go home."

[overstimulated by loudness]

a/n: first gose episode! requests are open if you want to see cyana in other gose episodes - so far gose series will be request only so be sure to send one!

[ghostburs-blue]

Cassiopeia’s Sky

Summary: Spencer regrets every moment he wasn’t with you now that you’re leaving.

Warnings: death, so much angst, fluff if you squint

Word count: 1.2k

a/n: i wrote this two nights ago @ 3 am while writing w the fav @reidsemily​ HAHAHAHA

spencer still remembers the very first words you ever said to him.

you were both 3 years old, and you had noticed spencer sitting alone on a bench, instead of playing on the playground like the other kids. so, tiny toddler you waddled up to him and started a conversation the best way you knew how to; you told him about your favorite thing in the whole wide world.

“i’m gonna touch the stars one day!” you exclaimed, pointing up at the sky with a chubby finger.

what spencer didn’t know was you remembered it too. you remembered the exact face he made when his brain processed the fact that somebody voluntarily talked to him.

the skin around his eyes and nose scrunched up slightly, mouth turning into a dubious frown. it’s still the same face he makes when he’s stumped by something during a case, or he’s in a particularly ambitious game of chess against rossi.

if only that moment could have lasted forever. spencer would give anything to be stuck in that same moment in space and time, sacrifice it all to go back to when you were not here, in a clearing, dying in his arms.

“hey, hey, stay with me,” spencer gently lifts your head from its position on his arm. he could tell you were drifting in and out of consciousness; gods was it hard to watch.

he looked on hopelessly as the crimson liquid spread throughout your fbi vest. he should never have let you come without telling hotch.

the bau was chasing a serial killer who stabbed his victims once in the stomach, then left them to bleed out alone in the middle of the woods. you had a hunch about who it was, but no one seemed to be willing to listen to you. so, you took matters into your own hands.

spencer had watched as you silently slipped by everyone reviewing evidence for the millionth time, or trying to go over any electronic trace wirh penelope. frustration ran rampant within the team.

in the upcoming years of spencer’s life, he would never forgive himself for not reacting faster, and not telling hotch where either of you were going. he would spend nights simply wondering what would have happened if he had taken the initiative to find you just a few minutes before he actually did.

“spencer,” the raspy tone of your voice caught his attention. “can you do something for me?” you asked. reid looked into your eyes and knew he couldn’t deny you.

he nodded silently, scared his vocal chords would fail him.

you mustered up a smile, too weak to move. “close your eyes,” you instructed, watching to make sure he followed your directions. when he did, you continued. “it’s 7 pm and you’re picking me up for our first date.”

you felt spencer’s sounds of protests coming before you heard them. his eyes flickered open, lips parting in a confused O shape. 

“please, just listen to me,” you begged. once again, spencer complied and shut his eyes. you cleared your throat. “i’m wearing your favorite dress and your favorite perfume. my mom’s ring is on my right index finger and my grandpa’s necklace is around my neck, because you know i don’t go anywhere without them.” you have to pause for a second, getting weaker by the second.

“now we’re getting married,” you venture, feeling spencer still slightly. “it’s small, because you get uncomfortable with a lot of people around. you let me pick the venue because frankly, you didn’t care where it’s going to happen. i choose a little cottage themed chapel by the beach. we’re surrounded by our friends and family. when they tell us we can kiss each other, you give me the stupidest little grin before leaning in and giving me the most perfect kiss to date. i tell you i love you, because i do.”

at this point, both yours and spencer’s eyes are welling up, and overflowing. he can tell you’ve started to enter a sort of dreamy, delirious state of mind.

you look up at the sky, and spencer can see your favorite constellation reflected in your tears. he sucks in a breath, chest shuddering as he releases it slowly.

it seems as though it takes your whole spirit to say these next few words. 

“i love you, spencer reid. i’ve loved you since the second grade, when you gave me the homework answers to the multiplications table i just couldn’t figure out. i’ve loved you since we were 12, and you were leaving for college. i cried so hard, i thought you would forget about me,” you chuckled slightly, still out of breath.

spencer clears his throat, sadness and regret blooming in his chest. “i’m sorry, y/n. i’m sorry i never told you that i loved you. i’m sorry that i’ve never shown you how much i care about you. i’m sorry that i couldn’t save you because i was too slow. i’m sorry, i’m so sorry,” his head fell, sobs emanating from deep within.  “i love you, y/n.”

he looked up when you didn’t respond. you were still staring at the stars, this time with a joyful smile etched on your face.

“y/n?” spencer asks tentatively.

this seems to shake you out of your stupid. you turn to look at him, confusion clouding your gaze.

“spencer?” you ask. “why are you crying?”

he opens his mouth to respond, but you keep talking anyways.

you give a little laugh. well, as much of one as you can give. “you’re so silly, spence. i told you i was going to touch the stars one day, didn’t i?”

and just like that, it’s like someone punched spencer square in the chest. the air knocked out of his lungs, he looks down at you. you look up at him, and he can see the brief moment of clarity Death has granted you.

spencer would later try and describe the emotions he felt during that split second in words, but it never felt quite right. it was a feeling so deep and so... sincere that he half thought he just imagined it.

he finally understood the Greek myth of soulmates. he finally understood why humans spend so much of their time looking for another to love. it was all worth it when you feel the feeling that only lasts a millisecond, the feeling that soothes your nerves and whisks away any stress. the feeling that replaces anger and sorrow with only the purest of love and the happiest of joy. 

as spencer stared down into your eyes, he thanked all the gods he never believed in for this last moment with you. as if Thanatos himself appeared in front of him, he knew it was time. 

you knew it too. with a slight nod, as if acknowledging your fate, the fight left your already weak body. you fell limp into spencer’s trembling arms, deadweight as he slowly cradled you against him.

the rest was a blur of red and blue. it felt we though he blinked, and suddenly morgan was at his side, shaking him. spencer looked down, shocked to find you not in his arms anymore.

frantically, he turns to morgan, who just gave him a sad nod.

“she’s gone, kid.”

[kpopgirl1234bl]

Mmh i'm in the mood for a scenario with Zuko, one where team avatar meet a girl who has selective mutism and Zuko has a crush on her cuz she doesn’t judge him and is very tender, and one day Zuko makes a very silly joke making her laugh, surprising everyone, and Zuko blushes?, Sorry if is to much again, love you 💙

I had to look up what selective mutism was, because I kind of forgot what it meant. But I read up on it, and tried my best. And I'm sorry sorry that I took so long to respond to you request. I took a week off and went on vacation with my family and just relaxed. But here it is, and I hope you like it.

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Summary: after freeing y/n, Zuko finds himself falling for her despite her not speaking most of the time.

Pairing: Prince Zuko x fem!reader

Words: 2.046

Warning: none, maybe a little fluff at the end

Request: Yes

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Team Avatar had met you after Sokka and Zuko had saved Sokka's father and girlfriend, Suki. Suki insisted on rescuing you since you had helped her during her imprisonment.

You had fought bravely in the fight with Azula. They went through the trouble of rescuing you, the least you could do was repay them.

It was late when you arrived at the temple and greeted the others. You could tell they didn't trust you because you didn't speak, but Suki assured them all that you could be trusted.

That night, everyone went to sleep peacefully.

The next morning you were woken up by the sound of a bomb exploding. Another bomb exploded and shook the whole structure.

Toph and Haru quickly made a tunnel so everyone could escape. You saw Aang had trouble with pulling Appa, so you ran over to help him.

"What are you doing?!" Aang shouted, and you spotted Zuko staring at closed doors that were crumbling.

"Go ahead! I'll hold them off. I think this is a family visit," Zuko said and ran out the partially smashed doors.

"Zuko! No!" Aang shouted and was ready to run after him.

"Come on! We got to get out of here!" Sokka shouted over the loud rumbling.

TIME SKIP

You were now flying on Appa together with Aang, Sokka, Katara, Toph, and Suki.

As you were flying, you watched the fight between Zuko and Azula, as you had learned her name from Katara and Sokka.

Aang did everything he could to avoid the fireballs targeted towards Appa.

All of a sudden, there was a giant explosion from where Zuko was fighting Azula. You looked over and saw them both falling.

You grabbed Sokka and pointed towards Zuko.

"Aang!" Sokka shouted to him.

"Already on it!" He shouted back.

You had Zuko in your sights and stretched your arm out for him to grab on to it. Luckily, Zuko got a hold of your arm, and you pulled him towards you.

You all looked towards Azula, who as still falling.

"She's not going to make it," Zuko said. But he didn't even sound sad about it. But as soon as he had said, that she saved herself.

"Of course, she did," Zuko said, sounding disappointed. Zuko turned to thank you, but when he turned to look at you, you had this determined yet far off look in your eyes.

You caught Zuko looking at you. You turned your head and smiled at him.

TIME SKIP

You guys had found a spot to set camp for the night. You were sitting around the fire and enjoying some food and a drink.

Everyone was having a great time laughing, well everyone, except Katara. At one point, she left and, Zuko went after her. You didn't know what happened between those two, but you had a feeling fate would find a way to strengthen that bond between them.

"So Y/n, is there a reason you don't talk?" Sokka suddenly asked you. You looked at him and just shrugged your shoulders.

"Oh come on, there's gotta be a reason." Sokka pleaded. You raised an eyebrow and looked at him in the eye. That was enough for him to stop asking.

That night, you had a hard time sleeping, so you stood up and walked outside of your tent.

You climbed one of the small rocks surrounding you all and sat on top of it and looked at the sea.

Seeing the waves and listening to the waves hitting the rocks calmed you.

"What are you doing out so late?" You heard a familiar voice ask you. You turned around and saw Zuko.

"Couldn't sleep?" He asked you. You nodded and turned towards the sea again.

"Mind if I join you?" He asked. You smiled at him and scooted over a little bit so he could sit beside you.

Zuko sat beside you and looked at the sea.

"I don't think I ever thanked you for saving me. So, thank you." Zuko said. Zuko looked at you and saw you already looking at him. It was as id your eyes said:

"You're welcome."

You both looked back to the sea. For a while, none of you said anything. You gave Zuko this weird feeling ever since he first met you. He felt like he could tell you anything, and you wouldn't judge him. But of course, no such person existed, or that's what he thought.

Zuko felt you shove him a little bit, so he looked at you and saw you smiling at him. He looked into your eyes, and they said:

"You can tell me."

"So, you're probably wondering why Katara is mad at me," Zuko said. Zuko then went on to tell you how it all started and how he ended like helping the Avatar instead.

"I want her to trust me, but I don't know how to make her." Zuko hung his head in defeat. You lifted his head by the chin and made him look at you. You spread your arms and gestured to the night sky, sparkling bright with stars.

You looked at him and poked his chest where his heart would be. He looked where you poked him, and then looked at you. He saw you giving him the kindest and most tender smile he has ever seen.

Your eyes told him everything.

"So, you're telling me that the universe has a plan for me, and I need to follow my heart and do what feels right, " Zuko asked you. Your smile brightens, and you nodded your head.

"Thanks, Y/n," Zuko said and gave you a small smile.

You and Zuko talked a little more until you finally felt tired. Zuko saw how sleepy you had gotten and suggested that you both went to sleep. You agreed and bid goodnight before walking to your tent.

Before Zuko entered his tent, he turned and looked towards your tent and smiled.

Just then, he remembered your smile and felt his cheeks heat up. He entered his tent and went to sleep, thinking about what you had told him.

NEXT MORNING

You heard shouting from where Appa was eating. You existed your tent to see what the fuss was all about.

You found out Zuko knew who had killed Sokka and Katara's mother. Zuko told Katara this and wanted to help her find him.

Aang and Sokka pleaded Katara to forgive the man and not kill him. You wanted to agree with Aang and Sokka, but in the end, it was not your decision to make what she decided to do.

In the end, Katara stormed off, and Zuko followed her.

THAT NIGHT

Aang and Sokka had dragged you out of your tent to go spy on Katara and Zuko.

You saw them get ready to take Appa and begin the search for the man.

Aang understood that Katara needed this journey, but begged her not to choose revenge in the end.

You walked over to Katara and hugged her she hugged you hesitantly. You pulled back and pointed to her heart and walked away.

A FEW DAYS LATER

Zuko and Katara returned, but ever since Katara returned, she looked so disappointed. Zuko told everyone what had happened, and what Katara had done.

You were happy to hear that she didn't take revenge, but it was also not good to see Katara hating herself for her decision.

Katara forgave Zuko and hugged him. He looked after her as she left. He looked up and saw you standing on the edge of the cliff, smiling at him. He could already hear your words.

"I told you so."

'That smile.' Zuko thought and felt his cheeks heat up once again. He shook his head and began walking back to the camp.

TIME SKIP

After arriving at Zuko's family beach house, Zuko began training Aang a little more aggressively.

You wanted to stop him and tell him to go easier on him, but Aang needed the training with comet quickly approaching.

You were watching Zuko training Aang how to redirect lightning. Zuko told Aang how it felt and how he once redirected lightning against his father.

Zuko also explained that if Aang didn't let the power flow, it could end up killing him.

"Well, not over as in over forever. I mean, there's always Katara and a little Spirit Water action, am I right?" Aang asked Katara, who was sitting next to you, watching both of them train.

"I used it all up after Azula shot you," Katara explained.

"Oh," Aang said disappointedly.

"This is not like the time we learned the dancing dragon form we learned from the ancient sun people. We can't just tap dance our way into defeating my father. It would have been way easier if we could have done that." Zuko explained and hung his shoulders.

That's when it happened.

The meer imagery of Zuko and Aang dancing around trying to defeat Zuko's father made you burst into uncontrollable laughter.

"HAHAHAHA!!!!" You laughed so hard you couldn't even look at them without seeing the image in your head

Soon Sokka, Suki, and Toph came running to see what was going on.

"What's happening?" Sokka asked.

"Y/N is laughing," Aang said in an almost whisper-like volume.

Everyone was just staring at you until you stopped laughing. When you stopped laughing, you saw everyone staring at you.

You looked at everyone, and then looked at Zuko. You could see Zuko's bright red cheeks, and you immediately blushed bright red yourself.

You covered your face and ran over, embarrassed of what just happened.

"Y/N! Wait!" Zuko tried to run after you, but Sokka grabbed his shoulder and just shook his head.

After that, no one said anything, kind of stunned of what had just happened.

It got dark, and you still hadn't returned to the beach house. Zuko had gone looking for, taking some food with him just in case.

After some time searching, he finally found sitting along the beach.

"Hey, you okay?" He asked you and sat beside you. You looked at him and pouted and blushed ever so slightly.

"Here I brought you some food. I thought you might be hungry." Zuko gave you the food which you gladly accepted.

While you ate, you didn't even look a Zuko too embarrassed after what happened.

"Hey, I'm sorry for what happened before, I didn't mean to stare at you like that." Zuko apologized, even though he had done nothing wrong. You stopped eating and looked at him.

"In all this time, I have known, I've never really heard you talk, but yet somehow, your eyes tell me everything I need to know," Zuko said.

"I told you about my whole life, and you didn't judge me. You told me to follow what felt right to me and follow my heart. I can never thank you enough for that." Zuko continued. All this time, you looked shocked at him.

"And I thought your smile was gorgeous, oh god your laugh was beautiful." Zuko suddenly said. Your eyes widen, and you blushed bright red.

"No! I-I Didn't- I mean! You're beautiful! I mean- Ugh." Zuko continued panicking and ultimately hung his head in defeat.

After your initial shock, you looked at Zuko and smiled.

"Look, I meant what I said before, but I'm not great with words." Zuko tried to explain himself, but not before you pulled on his shirt and felt your soft lips against his cheek.

"Thank you." Those two words rang like bells inside Zuko's head.

'Oh god, Even her voice is beautiful.' Zuko thought.

Zuko paused for a minute, not moving, not doing anything. Zuko was blushing bright red, and looked towards you and saw you hiding away in your arms and knees.

Zuko scooted closer to you and placed a hand on the side of your head and pulled you closer, and kissed the top of your head.

You looked up at Zuko and smiled at him, and Zuko smiled back at you. You placed your head on his shoulder, and you could feel Zuko tense up, but he soon relaxed and wrapped an arm around.

For a while, both you sat like that staring at sea, watching and listening to the waves.

[aalissy]

#marinettechallenge

Day 2 of Adrienette April is here! Yaya! I love the miraculous instagrams are soo cute and adorable and I love them hehe! I hope you guys like this chapter <3. Lemme know what you think :)

AO3

Adrien felt his cheeks heat up slightly as he looked at Alya’s recent Instagram post. It was a picture of Marinette, her mouth hanging open slightly as she snored quietly with her friends posing around her. He snickered at her caption, a subtle smirk growing on his face as ideas began to sprout in his mind.

alya.ladyblogger: Maybe we should start the #marinettechallenge where everyone poses around their challenge snoring classmate. 🤔

He sucked his lower lip into his mouth as he drifted over to the like photo button, clicking it he then began to write his own comment.

adrienagrestebrand: Hahahaha! That’s a great idea!

Adrien scrolled back up to the image, snickering as he looked at Marinette’s snoring face again. She looked peaceful and he was glad that she had finally gotten some rest. The young designer had been showing up to class later and later, yawning throughout the majority of Mlle. Bustier’s lessons. With a quiet sigh, he was about to stand up to go and grab his homework when a voice cut him off, “Staring at your girlfriend again?”

“Plagg! Marinette’s not my girlfriend! You know that she’s just a friend!” he scowled at the lazily floating kwami.

“Ah, yes, that’s why you’ve been staring at a photo of her for ages... and why I didn’t even have to mention her name for you to know who I was talking about,” the small, black cat looked at him from upside-down, his green eyes glimmering with mischief and amusement.

Adrien rolled his eyes, swatting at his kwami, narrowly missing Plagg who let out an aggravated shout before he replied, “I was only trying to think of a comment! I was not just staring at Marinette!”

“Then why did you know I was talking about pigtails and not one of her other friends?” Plagg smirked down at him.

The model’s mouth fell open as he tried to think of a reply to his kwami’s comment. Luckily, he was interrupted in his attempt to scramble for an answer by a dinging from his computer. Adrien rushed back over to his desk, almost falling off his chair in his mad dash before he noticed that he received a reply from Alya.

alya.ladyblogger: @adrienagrestebrand you already won the challenge on the startrain

Adrien’s cheeks immediately bloomed into a deep red. He knew exactly what Alya was talking about. The memory as clear as day even though it had happened months prior. His gaze was immediately drawn to his shoulder as an almost involuntary, silly smile spread across his face. It had been nice. Those wonderful, quiet seconds of peace with Marinette as they cuddled together. It hadn’t lasted very long though before he had to transform into Chat Noir and defeat the akuma. He sighed quietly, dragging his eyes back to his computer screen before Plagg interrupted him once again.

“Thinking about your girlfriend again?” the small kwami snickered, “I thought you had already finished daydreaming about Marinette after I caught you the first time.”

“Shut up, Plagg!” Adrien scowled at him, fingers itching to find a pillow to throw at the smarmy god.

“Just pointing out the obvious,” he cackled, “And this time you didn’t even deny it!”

The model jabbed a finger towards the kwami, his voice lowering threateningly as he did so, “One more word out of you, Plagg and there’ll be no cheese for a week!” 

Finally, the small cat gave a squeak of betrayal, “You wouldn’t!” 

“Try me!” Adrien growled, his eyes narrowed into slits. He was certain that if he were in costume right now his tail would be lashing behind him furiously. Plagg gave him a quiet hiss before flying quickly away from the angered teenager. Breathing out harshly, he turned back to his computer screen and was once again met with Alya’s comment. Hold on, he thought to himself, his hand coming up to rub his chin in thought, is she implying that she has a photo of me and Marinette from that day?

He reached for his phone, pulling up his previous conversation with the young, junior reporter as he did so. He then tapped his phone to his chin anxiously, wondering how he could ask without seeming too awkward. After a few typed and then immediately erased messages, he decided to just be forthright and ask. After all, the worst thing Alya could do was laugh at him. There was no way she’d do that, though. They were friends.

Adrien: Hey Alya! I was just wondering if you had a picture of me and Marinette from that day. No worries if you don’t! I was just curious.

He stood up, pacing for a short while after he sent the reply. One of his hands came up to smooth nervously at a strand of blonde hair as he did so. About a minute passed before a telltale ding sounded from his phone and he practically dove for the small device.

Als: why do you want to know sunshine 😏

Gulping, Adrien’s eyes darted about the room nervously, searching for a reply to her question. Finally settling on one, he typed out a response, eyes clenching shut after it sent.

Adrien: Well I wanted to join in on the #marinettechallenge! I figured the startrain pic would be great! If you had it of course, haha 😃

Als: that’s a great idea! just don’t forget to tag marinette!! i’m sure she’d get a kick out of it!

Adrien: Will do!

Within the next few seconds, he had his picture and he stared down at it with a soft, gentle smile. His head was nestled in Marinette’s hair and she was resting quietly on his shoulder. Alya was right! He had definitely won the #marinettechallenge with this picture! A nagging feeling ate away at him, though. For some reason, he didn’t want to post it on Instagram. Adrien’s lips twisted slightly, the thought leaving a sour taste in his stomach. Would it really be so bad if he kept the picture to himself? He was certain that he could make up some excuse for Alya. Either that he was waiting for the perfect time to post the picture or that he was also trying to get another, more recent picture of him and Marinette in the challenge. Whatever the reason, he saved the image and then closed out of Instagram, tucking his phone back into his pocket afterward. 

“Done mooning over Marinette?” Plagg appeared back from who knows where as his head tilted with a devilish smile stretching across his face.

“That’s it! I already told you that Marinette and I are friends! No cheese for a week now, Plagg!” Adrien jumped up in an attempt to capture the chortling kwami. He chased the small cat around the room for a little while, all but forgetting the new image that was sitting in his camera roll.

[rynhaswritersblock]

tiktok famous (hc) - part two | p.p.

summary: a whole bunch of dif tiktoks featuring you and bae peter

warnings: chaotic energy, cussing, and BUTTERFLIES

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- i'm backkkkkkkkk

- so y'all really enjoyed the last tiktok imagine

- and you wanted another

- SO HERE WE GO BABYYYYYYYYY!!

- so basically....

- (just enjoy it)

- i got a lot of tiktok related comments and requests and i hope i remember them all

- (big boobs? whew chile) ANYWAYS SO:

- like pretty much none of them link together so this hc is going to be split into sections of like... blurbs!!

- yayayayayaya

- this one is inspired by @drecming

- so i think most of us know this very special sound..

- ...

- CAN'T TAKE BIG DICK BUT I SUCK ON IT

- y eah

- so as per usual

- you and peter b chillin

- they really do b vibin doe

- OH BY THE WAY

- y'all are dating in this situation :)))))))))

- and as you're binge watching your favorite show you can't stop doing the hand motions to that friggin dance

- aka the epidemic of generation z

- i keep doing the sugar by brockhampton dance i literally can't stop it's fine

- and thank god peter somehow doesn't notice

- like your movements are so subtle but you deadass keep doing it like once per minute

- and so you get up

- like "fuck this, man. if it's stuck in my head i'm at least gonna make a tiktok"

- and so you set it up

- peter's still on the couch in the background

- this boy STILL doesn't really notice what you're doing

- to be fair hsmtmts is a very enticing show ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

- but as soon as the audio plays peter recognizes it

- his head WHIPS over to you

can't take big dick but i suck on it

- he raises an eyebrow at you

i ain't fucking with the pussy, got a bump on it

- *eyebrow raise intensifies*

bad bitch put the pussy on me (on me)

- he sits up, watching as your hips roll (oh man)

whip out my dick then i hump on it

- he slightly cringes at the lyrics me too peter

i'm a bad ass bitch, what you lookin at?

- your butt

ima throw that-

- "oH NO YOU DON'T!" he yells, slight smile on his face as he swiftly shoots a web at you, the string wrapping around your waist and spinning you to him

- the song continues to play as you snort, wheezing as he balances you

- the video finishes and you raise your eyebrows at him

- "no throwing it back on camera," he says pointedly

- you tilt your head in a way that screams peter i love you but you and i both know that i can do what i wanna do and over-protectiveness can be toxic

- he sighs

- "okay, you can, but i'd like it better if it were just for me"

...

- HAHAHAHA

- okay NEXT ONE

- this next one is inspired by @ritxal

- in this one you can choose your relationship

- so peter is a natural born softboy

- he didn't choose the softboy life, the softboy life chose him

- but here's the thing

- it was friday night

- you were bored

- and you decided

- it was time for a change

- and so you approached the man

- who happened to be upside down

- because when is he not

- and, ignoring his protests, gave him an e-boy makeover

- poor peter was decked the fuck out

- striped long sleeve

- band tee

- black ripped jeans wITH THE CHAIN

- nike socks and af1s

- beanie

- and most importantly

- black nails and a little black heart under his left eye

- just picture it p lease

- and it his transformation was posted on your account to forever embarrass him

- and you lowkey found this look a lil wee bit ATTRACTIVE

- whatever

- okey this one's for you @lilmissquackson !!!!!!!

- y'all ever seen the without me (halsey) ones??

- ye

- even if you haven't you'll still get it lol

- so you're in class

- learning about sokovia because history and shit

- and, bored as hecc, you decide to whip out your phone and copy this video you'd seen

- you begin filming and place your right hand on top of peter's left (yay classmates!! sitting next to each other WHOOP!)

- his gaze is hard on his paper as he continues to scribble down notes

- you turn the camera to him for a bit and you're like yes perfect

- and then you return the camera and pull your hand away

- and he REACHES OVER AND TAKES YOUR HAND BACK

- AND YOU'RE LIKE  Y E S

- IT WORKED OUT

- PLUS HE DIDN'T EVEN KNOW AND HE'S SO CUTE

- you put the phone down, smiling, adjusting your hand a little before you realize you can't take notes anymore because your hand is occupied and using your left hand just aint it period (a/n: im so sorry if any of y'all are left handed lol but pretend y'all are in opposite positions so he has your left hand haha)

- and it's then that he looks at you

- and if his eyes don't make you MELT

- okay i'm sorry that last one was mediocre but you get the point

- alright so like in this process of writing this i've been struggling a bit with details and stuff and making it sound good and funny so they're gonna be short and sweet bc i literally don't know What To Do :)))))))))))))))))

- back to your regularly scheduled programming hell yeah

- this one's for you, @drecming

- back at it again with the ideas!!!! fuck yes!!!

- okay SO

- you seen those "i'm on my savage shit" ones?

- where the guys hand is on the girl's thigh (OR IF YOU'RE A DUDE READING THIS JUST STILL IMAGINE YOUR OWN LEG I TRY TO KEEP THIS GENDER NEUTRAL BUT I FORGET AND PLUS RN IM JUST EXPLAINING THE TIKTOK KJSDBVIBUV) and then she pulls her leg away and the music is like

iM oN mY sAvAgE sHiT

- anyways

- peter's hand is just vibing on your leg

- for you dirty minded folks no it's not vibrating or doing all that janky shit we're children of god here

- says the one who just said the s word OOPS

- and you, as per usual, pull up the sound and start recording

- peter hears the music and is like Huh????

- and then you pull your leg away, grinning at him cheekily before he grabs you, phone flying out of your hand and he pulls you into his lap

"my thigh"

- you give him a look like excuse me sir hUh

- and his face is just like

0_0

- before he smiles at you and laughs and says he's kidding

- but then he stops laughing

...

- and raises an eyebrow

- WOAHHHHHHHH SPICY

- zooooweeeeemamaaaaaaa

- aight moving on

- THE NEXT ONES ARE INSPIRED BY YOURS TRULY!! YAY ME FOR HAVING IDEAS FOR ONCE IN MY LIFE!!!!

- so i'm sure you and like everyone @ your school (if you're in school.. lol) is familiar with this one

- i'm just gonna let y'all experience it idk why i've been telling the tiktok before idek sajbsidvb

- so you're in class right

- doing nothing bc your teacher sucks :////

- but its fine bc it's a fun class

- so you set up your phone with you and peter in the screen and start recording

- peter looks at the phone and then you, confused

"hey, stop!" you say in a whiny voice

- mans is like Uhhhhh what did i Do

"stop! omg peter sTop!" you're smiling at him

- he's so confused

- and then as you're talking

- your voice suddenly lowers into your lower register

"stop!! peter stop it- I SAID STOP."

- his eyes widen and a confused smile is on his face as he jumps back slightly

"YOU KEEP PLAYING *smacks your hand on the table* TOO DAMN MUCH."

- the video stops and you and peter are just silent for a second before busting out laughing

"you've never seen those?"

"no????"

"god peter, you live under a rock"

- the duck walked up to the lemonade stand and he said to the man running the stand: hey! bonk bonk bonk got any grapes?

- sorry i randomly thought of that

- okay NEXT

- this is the one that hits different

- gets you in your FEELS

- DAMN

- we all know peter's a gamerboy

- so he's just chilling playing minecraft on the xbox or something

- what a fuckin nerd

- jk minecraft slaps so hard

- anyways

- as per usual, you set up the camera and start filming

- and you

- i think you know what i'm talkin about

- you slip underneath his arms

- and start crawling into his lap

- and the SECOND he registers what's going on he fucking YEETS the controller behind him and wraps his arms around you

- and when i say yeets

- i mean like

- ZOOM

- you bury your arm in the crook of his neck and you feel him physically relax under you (heartbeat racing though of course) and hold you tighter, planting gentle kisses along your neck and shoulder

- ..

- god FUCK talk about B U T T E R F L I E S

- y'all are going to HATE ME for this one

- prepare yourselves

- so you guys are just chilling in peters room as y'all normally do

- and peter goes to the bathroom

- and like stupid adorable fuck he is

- mans left his phone on silly goose

- and of course

- we all know you can't help yourself

- so like a NORMAL HUMAN BEING

- you decide to snatch it and go look at his tiktok drafts, god knows why

- and the first one you tap

- WHEW CHILE

- your jaw drops to the floor as soon as you read the text on the video

"so apparently when a guy's chain dangles it's attractive..?"

- heart skips a beat

- hands are sweaty

- knees spaghetti

- you look up to make sure the bathroom door is still shut before you whip out your phone and start videoing

- peter is looking nervously cute into the camera before he leans out of shot,

- you know what's next

- and right as the beat drops

- he shows up, SHIRTLESS, with his cross necklace (you've only seen him wear once lmao) dangling down

- not to mention the goddamn CURLS hanging down

- and your heartbeat quickens

- ... both heartbeats...

- then fucking PETER JUST STROLLS INTO THE ROOM

- ALL INNOCENT N SHIT AS IF HE DIDN'T HAVE A VIDEO ON HIS PHONE THAT LITERALLY MADE YOU READY TO RISK IT ALL

- "why do you have my phone?"

- you've never slammed it onto the bed so fast

- "no reason"

- he raises a suspicious eyebrow before picking up his phone and unlocking it

- and the fear in his eyes when the screen opens to his video

- he looks back up at you, mouth slightly open in fear/awe/ohshitohgodohFUCK

- and you and your goddamn mouth-

- "peter, it's hot"

- and oh how the look in his eyes changed

😈

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until next time <3

[trashyswitch]

The Roaring 20′s

New Years Eve is finally here, and the Egos have opened up the bar to party! Chase, Jackie, Shawn and Henrik end up getting a little too drunk, and JJ and Marvin have to keep things under control.

Thankfully, everyone seems to be happy, playful and silly right now. This could be easy!...right?

There's a few swears in this fanfic. Just be warned.

It's New Years Eve, and the Egos have opened up the bar for some good ol' fashioned partying! A little known fact about Jamie: He is an AMAZING bartender! He can come up with those well-known alcoholic blends on the fly! How? He simply memorized them from working full-time as a bartender for many years, before his entertainment career took off! So, Jamie was volunteering behind the counter, serving up the Ego's favorite drinks. He was also keeping in mind how much each ego was drinking. Knowing Chase, he might end up overdoing it. Shawn was known for overdoing the drinks as well, so he'd have to keep an eye on both of them. Thankfully, Marvin didn't appear to be drinking very much. Telling by the cup in his hand, Marvin was most likely drinking something. But it was barely anything compared to the other Egos.

"Hey Jamie, my man! Can I have one of those Jack and cokes please?" Chase asked. Jamie smiled, nodded his head and took his glass back. He placed a few ice cubes into the glass, dumped some Jack Daniel's whiskey into the glass, and filled the rest of it with Coca Cola. Then, he handed it to Chase and put the lid back onto the Jack Daniel's.

"Thanks! You're the best! How long have you been bartending for?" Chase asked, taking a sip of his cocktail.

'35 years.' Jamie signed back. Chase choked on his drink.

"How old are you again?!" Chase asked, wide-eyed. Jamie laughed, and clapped his hands in amusement.

'Do you really wanna know?' Jamie asked, still silently laughing in both amusement and embarrassment.

"Yeah! How old are ya?" Chase repeated. Jamie shook his head with a big smile on his face.

'Older than I look, that's for sure.' Jamie replied.

"Aw, come on man! Specify!" Chase whined.

Jamie bursted out into another fit of laughter. He took a moment to calm down, before answering his question. 'Honestly? Older than the World War II survivors. I should be dead.' Jamie replied, before falling into another fit of laughter. Chase's face went pale, as he slowly, and awkwardly, placed his drink down on the coaster in front of him.

"Jesus...You're older than most of the boomers that are still living..." Chase muttered.

Jamie sighed. "Uncultured millennial's..." Jamie joked.

Chase gasped, causing Jamie to burst out laughing once again. "HEY! How DARE you make fun of me! I'll have you know, that the millennial's are the most well-behaved generation so far!" Chase argued.

'Is that true? Or is that just your biased opinion?' Jamie asked.

"He's right." Henrik butted in. "Millennial's are zhe most vell-behaved generation, according to scientists." Henrik clarified.

'Well, I'm not surprised. My generation was drinking, partying and having sex every evening.' Jamie mentioned.

"That's true." Chase agreed.

"And surprizingly, not a lot has changed, over zhe years..." Henrik muttered, before sipping on his drink. Jamie giggled at Henrik's last remark.

15 minutes later:

"Hey guys! I have a funny idea! Let's watch Unus Annus on YouTube! I'd like to see what kind of hilarious content is going up on that!" Chase suggested excitedly.

"Oh dear god...Not ZHIS again!" Henrik sighed, rubbing his nose.

Jamie clapped his hands, and pointed both index fingers at Chase. 'Let's do it!' Jamie signed excitedly.

"I'll get it ready!" Jackie yelled, running to Chase's room to grab the computer and the HDMI cord.

In a few minutes, all 6 egos were sitting on chairs in the living room, flipping through the channel and its content.

"Which one? We've got loooots of content to watch!" Chase asked.

"OOH! COOKING WITH-"

"NEIN! VE ARE NOT VATCHING ZHAT VONE!" Henrik interrupted Jackie.

"Awww...you're no fun..." Jackie whined.

"What about turning Ethan into a mummy?" Chase suggested.

"Sure!" Shawn replied.

'Good choice!' Jamie signed.

"Okay. Zhat's user friendly." Henrik replied.

Chase turned on the video, and sat down.

[After the year long countdown played, Ethan started describing what he wanted his body to be mummified with, and surrounded by. Soon, the pair found a Ted Talk on making a Mummy.

"Are you gonna have to put your hand in my mouth?!" Ethan asked in surprise and horror.

"Oooh yeah." Mark said in a smooth voice.

"Noooooo..." Ethan said in a monotone voice.]

"I don't like how sexy that sounded..." Marvin admitted. Chase bursted out laughing at the remark.

[The narrator started explaining the process, telling Mark and Ethan about the spike hammered into the skull, the mashing of the brain, flushing it from the nose, and the pouring of the tree resin into the skull.

"It's a Neti Pot!" Ethan exclaimed.

"What?!" Mark reacted to Ethan's remark.

"We've done step three already!" Ethan added. Mark bursted out in deep laughter.]

"What- when did they do that?" Shawn asked.

"They used a Neti Pot in a previous video." Chase explained.

"It's a nose-cleansing device. You put it in your right nostril, it runs through zhe right nostril, and out zhe left nostril." Henrik explained.

Jamie's facial expression turned to horror, as he covered his nose and mouth in pure horror. Chase laughed at Jamie's reaction, before looking back at the video.

[The duo discover through doing the Unus Annus videos, they've already done the first few steps of mummification.]

"I feel like we're skipping a few videos by choosing this one..." Shawn commented.

"Kinda, but not really." Chase replied.

[Mark comments on how Ethan speaks normally off camera.

"You're like uh, you're like uh...Yu-Gi-Oh! You're like Yu-Gi-Oh! When you open the EGYP-TIAN...pyramid-"

Ethan's hair gets covered by a PNG image of Yu-Gi-Oh's hair, and the background slowly changes to an action-based animation from the Yu-Gi-Oh anime.

"-Turn into another person!" Mark finishes.

"It's...all connected." Ethan exclaims, clapping the bottom of his right hand, over the palm of his left hand.]

Jamie, Jackie and Chase all laughed at the Yu-Gi-Oh transformation.

["How are we gonna do the first steps?" Ethan asked, as he laid on the table.

"I am going to suck out your brain, with this patented brain sucker." Mark replied, showing Ethan the box that said NOSEFRIDA on the front.

"OH! MY GOD!" Ethan yelled, in silly horror.]

"Hahahaha! Zhat's PERFECT!" Henrik laughed.

"What is it?" Marvin asked.

"He explains it." Chase replied.

["This is meant to suck the snot out of baby's noses." Mark explained.]

"Oh...OH NO!" Marvin exclaimed, laughing in slight horror.

["What if I..." Mark said, before walking away. "I'll be right back." Mark said, leaving through the white door on the right.

Suddenly, Mark came barreling into the room, with a sucking device, shaped like a gun.

"DON'T put it in your nose, if it's going in mine!" Ethan warned. "Now remember: The safe word is please." Ethan said, making Mark laugh.]

"OH GOD NO!" Jackie reacted, covering his mouth and nose with his hands.

[After a first attempt, it was discovered that Mark, will certainly, have to do it himself.

"Fine. I will SUCK! THE FUCK! out of your brains!" Mark declared, bending down to his knees.]

Marvin and Jamie laughed at that.

[Mark put the end of the tube in his mouth, and started sucking.]

Chase gasped. "EWW! OHOHO MY GAHAHAD!" Chase shouted, laughing in pure disgust.

"That's DISGUSTING!" Jackie exclaimed.

"Do people have to actually do that to their babies?!" Marvin asked.

"Yup! I've done it once. But, it's a lot less uncomfortable when it's your baby. When a MAN, is sucking the SNOT out of ANOTHER MAN, THAT'S A WHOLE OTHER STORY!" Chase replied.

[After the sucking part, Mark and Ethan moved onto the guts part.

"I think, for you, more than just your heart is is the seed of your soul. I think your tum tum-" "I think your gutty wutty's-" "Livvy witty-" "Panc-wee-essy-" Mark cooed. Ethan bursted out in flustered giggles]

"Hahaha! That's adowable!" Chase cooed.

Jamie's face turned slightly red. 'Stop.' Jamie signed.

"What? Why? Are you embawassed? Is de wittwe boy embawassed?" Chase asked in a baby voice.

Jamie covered his face in embarrassment, and nodded.

"Awww! That's SOOO adowable! Where are those dimples? I wanna see those dimples!" Chase cooed, wiggling his fingers to further tease the man.

Jamie removed his hands to sign. 'Stop please!" Jamie signed.

"THERE'S those adowable dimples! I see them! Oh yes, I see them!" Chase cooed, poking and squeezing Jamie's cheeks.

Jamie, already embarrassed as it is, was now getting his cheeks squeezed like a baby?! That's taking it to another level. Even though he was a father who knew how to tease a person to oblivion, Jamie still knew how to embarrass Chase back. Jamie reached his hands out, and skittered his fingers under Chase's armpits.

"AHAHA! SHIT! NOHO! JA-HAHAHAHAHAHA!" Chase bursted out loudly, bouncing back, and feeling his back hit the couch with a thump. Jamie took advantage of the situation and continued his tickle attack.

"Ooooh! Looks like Jamie's got the upper hand! Let's see how long THIS lasts!" Jackie cheered.

Shawn, who giggling at the sight, quietly got up behind the dapper boy and squeezed Jamie's sides. Jamie squealed in surprise, and giggled as Shawn start spidering his fingers on his sides. However, Jamie wasn't giving up so easily...Jamie reached his hands behind him, and felt his hands touch someone's knee. sensing who's it was, Jamie smirked, wrapped his fingers around the top of his knee and squeezed.

"AH! Gahahad dahahahamn ihihit!" Shawn let out, letting go and falling into a puddle of giggles. Jamie quickly whipped himself around, lifted up Shawn's leg and skittered his fingers under Shawn's knee.

"BAHAhahahahaha! Yohohohou suhuhuhuhuhuck!" Shawn yelled, bursting into even more laughter.

Jamie's choice to ignore Chase, ended up being a big mistake. Because before Jamie could stop it, Chase had grabbed his ankle, pulled off his shoe, and started scratching his socked foot. Jamie's whole body jolted, before dropping the leg and attempting to scoot away and pull his foot free. But Jamie had fallen into a trap! He had scooted himself into Shawn's arms! Shawn pushed his arms through Jamie's armpits, and held him down.

"Now Chase! Get 'em!" Shawn commanded quickly. Chase wasted no time, as he continued scratching and wiggling his fingers on specific spots on his foot. Jamie arched his back and silently laughed as a bad spot on his foot was attacked wildly. Refusing to get stuck like this forever, Jamie kept his back arched and got ready to reach his hands back.

All of a sudden, Chase moved his fingers to the inner arch of Jamie's foot. Uh oh! Not good! Jamie threw his head back as the new spot was scratched, and wounded up delaying his attack for a couple seconds. With his mind focused once again, Jamie reached his hands behind him.

"Oh no you don't!" Shawn warned, wrapping his arms around Jamie's to stop him. However, That ended up helping Jamie in the long run! Jamie felt for somewhere on his sides. Feeling his hands touch Shawn's hips, he wasted no time and drilled his fingers right into Shawn's hips.

"AAAH! WAIT! JAHAHAHAMIE! NAHAHAHAHAHOHOHOHOHOHO!" Shawn bursted out, falling into a fit of hysterical laughter.

Chase stopped for a moment. "What- How are you so flexible?!" Chase exclaimed, unable to relate.

Shawn, who was still trying to keep Jamie detained, tried to stay focused on holding onto him, while Jamie attacked his worst spot. Though, he wasn't making it easy for him. Jamie had fallen into a pattern of wiggling, and drilling. Wiggling, and drilling. continuing his drilling, before switching to wiggling. He stayed wiggling for a little while, before drilling AND wiggling at the same time.

"JAHAHAHAMIHIHIE! PLEHEHEHEASE! I CAHAHAN'T TAHAHAHAKE IHIHIHIT!" Shawn pleaded.

"I think the only way you're getting out of this one, is by letting go of the guy." Marvin commented, snickering at Jamie's shit-eating grin.

Jamie winked at Marvin, before he switched tactics from wiggling in the hollows of his hips, to drilling his ring fingers into the back of his hips.

"WAHAHAIT! NOHOHOT THERE! NOT THEHEHEHERE!" Shawn shouted.

Jamie changed from drilling, to wiggling. He wiggled, and wiggled and wiggled, until he switched to his middle fingers from the first set getting tired.

"WAI- SHIHIHIHIHIT! OKAHAHAHAY! OHOHOKAHAHAHAY!!" Shawn shouted, removing his arms as quick as possible, and flopping his arms above his head in surrender. Jamie tried to get off the couch, but ended up falling off the couch due to his foot still being stuck. His head and his back was against the ground, while his feet were still on the couch. His right foot was sitting there lazily, while his left foot was still captured by Chase's hand.

"Ouch...How did that feel?" Chase asked, referring to his head. Jamie rolled his eyes and gave him the middle finger.

"Bahahaha! Yeah! Go give yourself a fuck, Chase!" Marvin yelled. Henrik guffawed and covered his mouth, remembering the game the quote was from. Chase's jaw dropped, as he turned his head to Marvin.

"How about you shut your mouth before I shut it for you?" Chase threatened, jumping up, and sprinting to take down Marvin.

"Wha- WaitwaitWAITWAIT WAIT! CHASE! I'M SORRY! DO-" Chase picked up Marvin, placed his back onto the back of the couch, and pushed him over. Marvin's body did a full 180, before his head landed on the couch seat, and his legs rested on the back of the couch. Marvin was essentially sitting upside down on the couch. For Chase, that was exactly what he wanted. Chase grabbed Marvin's ankles and readied them under his arm.

"What are you even doing? Play wrestling? OoooOOOHHH GOHOHOD! AW COHOHOME OHOHOHON, MAHAHAN!" Marvin yelled, bursting into laughter as the soles of his feet were being scratched by Chase's fingers.

"Hey! You started it with your Little Misfortune bologna. I'm just returning the favor!" Chase shot back, scratching on the underside of his heel. Marvin's laughter turned to cackles, as he shook his head and flailed his arms. Chase had him in a position where, if he wanted revenge, he was gonna need a lot of core strength. Unfortunately for him, that was one thing he lacked.

Not only that, but during his squirming, Marvin's shirt had fallen down a bit, exposing his belly a little bit. Henrik, who was sitting right beside the upside down laughing magician, couldn't help but smile and lift his right hand up to the exposed tummy.

"Somevone's got a cute leetle tummy, I see. Boop! Boop boop boop!" Henrik complimented, giving his belly and his belly button a few pokes and scratches.

"HEHEHEHEHEY! NOHOHOT YOU TOOHOHOHOHOHO! THIHIHIS IHIHIS UHUHUNFAHAHAHAHAIR!" Marvin yelled through his laughter. He tried to cover up his stomach, but Henrik grabbed his wrists and pushed them against the couch cushion. With his dominant hand, he continued to skitter his fingers on Marvin's tummy.

"PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE!" Marvin begged.

"Please vhat? Please tickle you more? Alright! Shawn?" Henrik said, turning his head towards Shawn. "Do you have a paint brush vizh you?" Henrik asked.

Shawn smiled, and pulled a paintbrush out of his pocket. "Always do." Shawn said, throwing the paintbrush his way. Henrik caught it.

"Zhanks!" Henrik said, before dipping the paintbrush into his belly button.

“AAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NOOOHOHOHOHOHO!” Marvin begged, squirming his belly to get away from the paintbrush. However, the paintbrush would only follow his squirming and dip itself back into his belly button.

“Vhat’s wrong, Marvin? Toooooooo ticklish?” Henrik asked, smirking as he started to spin the paintbrush.

“CHAHAHAHAHASE! TOOHOHOHOHO MUHUHUHUCH!” Marvin yelled. Henrik looked towards the end of the couch, and saw Chase...tickling under his toes!

“This little piggy went to the market...” Chase said, wiggling his big toe. Henrik's eyes widened, as a smile grew onto his lips in amusement.

“NOHOHOHO! PLEHEHEHEASE DOHOHOHON’T!” Marvin begged, his face turning red as he laughed.

This little piggy went home...” Chase said, wiggling the second toe.

“YOHOHOHOHOU’RE SOHOHOHO MEHEHEHEHEAN!” Marvin yelled.

“This little piggy had ticklish wittle feetsies...” Chase teased, changing up the lyrics to further ridicule him as he wiggled the middle toe.

“THAHAHAT MAHAHAKES NO SEHEHEHENSE!” Marvin exclaimed.

“This little piggy had none!” Chase said, wiggling the second last toe.

“LAHAHAHAY OHOHOHOFF, WIHIHILL YAHAHA?!” Marvin yelled.

“And THIS little piggy went...” Chase teased, pausing the rhyme to create more suspense. Instantly, Chase skittered all 5 fingers on the entire foot. “WEE WEE WEE WEE WEE! All the way home!” Chase cooed.

“HAHAHAHAHA! HEHEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Marvin laughed. His face was practically a tomato, and his body was starting to get REALLY tired! So, Chase let go of his legs, and pushed his legs to the side. Marvin's whole body fell comfortably onto his side, as the exhausted Marvin laid there, breathing deeply through his mouth.

"You okay? We didn't kill ya, did we?" Chase asked.

"I-*huff* I'm fine... *huff* I'll be *Huff* *Huff* Fihihine...*Huff*" Marvin said through his breaths.

Chase let out a sigh of relief. Henrik handed Shawn back his paintbrush, while Jamie sat back onto the couch with a big smile on his face, that he just couldn't hide.

"What's so funny?" Chase asked, both suspicious and curious about his motives.

'imagining your reaction to my plan to get revenge.' Jamie signed, before tackling him down.

"Jamie, Wait- HAHAHAHAHA! AHAHAHAHA NOOOOOOHOHOHOHOHO!" Chase exclaimed, before bursting into a fit of hysterical laughter, from Jamie's fingers in his armpits.

Jamie's smile grew wider as his fingers skittered and scratched, and soon decided to move down to his ribs.

"AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NAHAHAHAT THE RIHIHIHIBS! AHAHANYTHIHIHING BUT THEHEHE RIHIHIHIHIBS!" Chase shouted, shaking his head back and forth as Jamie dug into and in between the ribs.

Jamie gave Chase the puppy face, before taking in a quick inhale, and...Blew a big raspberry! right on Chase's ribs!

Chase's laughter turned into cackles, as his face turned a deep scarlet color! His hat came flying off as well!

Liking how red his face had gotten, Jamie took in an inhale, and blew short raspberries on multiple ribs!

This was when Chase's laughter went silent. He seemed just about done. It didn't take long, but that didn't really matter. Jamie smiled, messed up his hair a little, and got up off of him.

As Jamie walked, he was suddenly stopped, by Shawn of all people. Jamie crossed his arms, putting on an irritated teenage face.

"It's my turn for revenge." Shawn announced, before grabbing Jamie, flipping him around, and shoving his hands into his sides once again.

Jamie squealed, and fell into a massive puddle of giggles as he squirmed around in Shawn's stronghold.

"Jackie! Grab his arms!" Shawn ordered quickly. Jackie nodded, stood up and quickly grabbed his arms and held them out in front of him.

Once his arms were completely contained, Shawn continued tickling his sides, and squeezed his tummy a little bit as well. Jamie laughed, giggled, cackled and squirmed through the whole thing. He even let out a few snorts! That was an adorable thing to hear! Eventually, before the clocked striked twelve, everyone had gotten their share of ticklish revenge. Happy New Year, everyone! May everyone have an amazing 2020.

[caelestis-aurumxv]

FFXV’s One-shots: ‘When they sleep next to you...’ Gladio ver.

—Are we really doing to drink today?—you asked descending from the gondola.

               They had reached Maagho’s bar. Cid had recommended winning them there, where they would meet Weskham and receive information about Altissia, its places, beast hunts and the best dishes of the capital. But it was the third day they had been in Altissia, they dad arranged a meeting with Camilia in two more days, so… You were sure that this visit to the bar was not for work.

               And that left you uneasy.

—Come on, we’re in Altissia, in a floating bar…—Gladio began to say with a smile—It would be a complete waste.

—But…—you were tryging to find an excuse.

—It’s fine for me.

               And when you turned to see, it was Ignis who was now taking the place in front of the bar, where he could chat with Weskham.

—WOH! IGGY HAS ADVANCED!—Prompto said totally energetic.

—Do you want to drink, _________?

               The king of Insomnia grabbed your shoulder and gave you a smile, you shrugged.

—At this point, when almost everyone is already seated… I can’t do much, right?—You sighed.

—Let’s drink!—Gladio and Prompto raised their arms, following you in the direction of the bar.

—Wesk, please… forgive them—you said, lowering your head.

                              The bar man just gave you a friendly smile; it was obvious that it wasn’t the first time he had problems with men thirsty for a relaxation.

—Noct, you’re the king of Insomnia, so you are forbidden to get drunk—Ignis murmured, looking at the drinks menu.

—Why?!

               The boy’s question was immediate, giving the impression that he had returned to his teenage age, where Ignis claimed everything before.

—Imagine Lunafreya seeing that news—Gladio added with a low laugh.

—Goodbye second wedding—Ignis evaluated.

—No one wants to marry a drunk—you confessed.

               The boys let out a couple of laughs, Noctis just grimaced, looking for something to drink. Taking care that it wasn’t going to be something lethal to his sanity.

               The atmosphere of the tavern was pleasant, although it was an open sector you didn’t feel cold when you met your friends, enjoying the trip, the time that passed slowly and the smile that took you with their jokes. You were situated between Gladio and Prompto, enjoying seeing how the King of Insomnia and his butler were discussing what was better… You couldn’t ask for anything else to be at ease. Being with them was the best, it was your treasure.

Weskham brought you out of your thoughts, beginning to hand out the drinks one by one, which had to be a beautiful presentation.

—We have a cosmopolitan.

—Thank you…—Ignis replied with a smile, receiving the cup with his hand.

—A beer.

—Worse it’s nothing… —Noctis laughed receiving the glass.

—That way you won’t get drunk so fast—you said, getting a menacing look from the king.

—A blue Hawaii.

—It’s so colorful!—Prompto exclaimed.

—Sometimes I wonder if you’re really an adult or a child…—critics Gladio looking at his youngest friend.

—The truth is that is sweet, and the sweet drinks get you drunk faster—Weskham added to the big man’s comment.

—Oh, you also asked for the same one…—Prompto said, looking at the glass that Weskham now left in front of you.

—Yes, so… We’ll be laughing nonstop in a few more minutes—you said with a laugh, looking at the gun boy.

—And an unfiltered beer.

—Thank you…—Gladio smiled, receiving the big glass.

—Wow, I’ve always thought Gladio drinks too much, when he does, of course—Prompto added at the end.

               Gladio shrugged and only devoted himself to drinking from the big glass, tasting the bitter taste of beer, shaking his head and then snapping his tongue.

—It only takes a little meat to make it perfect—Gladio commented smiling.

—We already ate—Noctis laughed.

—And it was a pretty blunt dinner—Ignis also said, all against Gladio.

—It’s okay, okay, I got it—the big man grumbled.

—Do you remember when Gladio wanted to give a different flavor to the noodle soup…?—Prompto asked, taking a sip of his drink—Oh, it’s so sweet.

—We ended up going after a Behemont!—You exclaimed after taking a drink from your glass, simply delicious.

               Then you began to remember the battle, as the story spread each began to empty the glasses, asking Weskham for another round of drinks of the same species, because mixing was a problem at the end of the day, but…Drink more than one glass it was also a problem.

—It’s my third glass already…—Prompto commented, watching as his glass was emptying again, but his cheeks were filled with a red color.

—No more drinks for you—Ignis said, he had already taken off his glasses and gloves.

—I wasn’t going to drink more either…

               The blond boy responded, leaned his head against the bar, turned to see you and gave you a soft smile.

—__________ you look pretty when you’re blushing.

               And he closed his eyes and then began to snore, ha had fallen asleep.

—Oh no—Noctis sighed, rising from his seat in the bar and approaching behind his friend—Ignis, Prompto feel asleep.

—Well… We’ll have to take him to the hotel—Ignis sighed.

—Are we leaving now?—Gladio asked, drinking the contents of his beer completely.

—Prompto, Ignis and I…yes—the king of Insomnia said with a smile, looking at you now—Does it bother you to go with Gladio?

—N-No, not at all… —You smiled shaking your head, your cheeks were flushed, but not as much as Prompto’s.

—We can go with you…—Gladio said, rising from his chair.

—Calm down, we can with Prompto—Ignis smiled, Noctis carried one arm and he carried Prompto’s other arm.

               A movement of Ignis’s head caught Gladio’s attention., but then he dismissed that gesture again taking place next to you at the bar, looked at the menu and asked for something to eat.

—Are you really hungry?—you asked, interspersing glances between Gladio and your other friends, waiting for them to leave the bar without scratches.

—You don’t want to eat something?—the boy asked looking at you, smiling halfway.

—…Y-Yes—you answered nervously.

               If you hadn’t noticed the gesture of the head by Ignis you wouldn’t have understood why they were not allowed to leave with them a few minutes ago, but you knew very well why they had been left you at the bar; Ignis knew about your feelings towards Gladio. Obviously, the big guy wasn’t very aware of it, because you weren’t clear. You haven’t even tried.  

               But Ignis’ eyes and glasses saw your eyes on the big man while he read in the car, while he slept or while enjoying a good noodle soup. In addition to that, you saw how every time before going to sleep you earned yourself along with Gladio, using the excuse that he served to block the cold at the time of opening the tent.

—Then…—Gladio began to say, looking at the meat dish in front of you—You were at the same institute as Prompto and Noctis.

—Yes, I endured them for a long time—you said, laughing.

—Hahahaha, I only knew about you when you started training with me—Gladio commented.

—Cor trained me, he’s a great man…—You said with a smile, stroking your glass—He had a lot of faith that I would become a great crown guard…

—Mh, you seem to cherish him very much…—Gladio stretched his mouth in a kind of beak, looking sideways at you.

               For a moment your stomach clenched, you were going to drop everything suddenly, but you managed to silence your mouth with a piece of meat. It wasn’t the time or the way to declare everything in front of Gladio.

—It’s…like a father—you said, blushing and looking down.

—Mh… Are you sure of that?—Then the big man’s voice was more pungent.

—Yes.

—It doesn’t seem, ____________.

—Yes, I tell you, Gladio.

—Why are you blushing?

—…The drink.

               And all this happened as the boy began to get closer to you, causing your body to tense with every inch that the big guy gained by approaching you. You felt your cheeks were going to explode from the heat, you closed your eyes trying to calm yourself down, but you were aware of how close the big guy was from you.

—______________—Gladio pronounced your name.

—I don’t like Cor—you said in a serious tone, without looking up in Gladio’s direction.

—It’s not that—Gladio whispered, he was feeling some of your face, but you didn’t look him straight.

—So…?—you asked without turning to see him.

—You really look pretty flushed—the boy whispered in a huskier voice.

               You turned from one moment to another with your eyes open, the mixture of alcohol closeness, Gladio’s tone of voice and everything that his person covered had made a mess. You looked at those amber eyes and your lips were trembling, you knew you wanted to kiss him, that you wanted to tell him strongly that you liked him.

               You quickly remembered how the boy helped you get up after each workout, how he charged you when you were tired after some hunting or battle, when he smiled at you saying you were great… When he was simply Gladio by your side and trusted you.

—Gladiolus…—you called his name.

               Then the boy made a small sound, as if he was attending your call, raising his chin a little, without breaking the connection of glances between you, he was staring into your eyes, trying to decipher what you were hiding. Buy you had forgotten that those eyes, besides trusting you, knew women.

               A womanizer, you thought.

—_____________!—Gladio exclaimed your name.

               You had risen suddenly with that idea in your head, but the balance vanished from your body leading you to faint suddenly. That was the reason why Gladio had shouted your name.

               It’s true, you had never stopped to think that Gladio would probably have a couple of girlfriends around here, another little there, because that was his essence. Gladio was someone friendly, funny, but he was also flirtatious, so it was silly to think he would never have had a girlfriend or some love mess.

               They were not jealous, it was probably envy, of not being able to become enough for Gladio, of not meeting his standard of ideal type of woman. But then when you convinced yourself of not being someone ideal for him, you remembered the times that you comforted him on the battlefield, when you helped heal the deepest wounds, when you trained around the camp along with Noctis and he always yelled words of encouragement when you were losing, you couldn’t refuse to want to be with him, he knew how to get the best out of you, he knew how get your inner strength, that force that led you to protect Insomnia and the king.

—Hey, __________.

               You made a sound similar to a groan, opening your eyes slowly, finding a different scenario, the walls had the wallpaper you had been seeing two nights ago, but this was not your room because then in a corned you noticed that there was a big sword.

A greatsword.

—Shit—you murmured, reincorporating yourself tightly in bed, looking next to you and discovering Gladio who was next to you—Igh, no… don’t… agh.

               Your head hurt because of the effect of the drinks and when you thought about what nonsense you got to do while in that condition.

—T-Tell me please, we didn’t have sex—you pleaded, looking down.

               Gladio said nothing.

—Gladio…—you murmured, opening your eyes slowly to turn to see him—w-what?

               The boy’s eyes were wide open, looking at you with a blush on his cheeks, thinking maybe how it would have been intimate with you, unfortunately… that had not happened.

—N-No…—he replied.

—Is something wrong?—you asked, with a grimace on your face, your head bothered a little.

—W-Wait, I think I have a remedy on the other side…—Gladio said, settling in bed and stopping for a moment—Eh, unless you want me to pass over you, there are aspirins in the furniture there.

—…T-Thank you—you whispered, moving your body away from his to go to the night table.

—So…

               Your heart clenched to feel that the boy was getting out of bed, turned to see him and now he was going to the bathroom. Since you woke up you had a thousand and one questions in your head, but you knew that what you said recently had made a small difference. It could have been true that, you already have sex, but now you would have to reject it, or it could be that you didn’t make it and now you would have to explain why exactly it should happen.

—Can I ask you not to question me?

—Well, if you want, then I won’t ask anything—Gladio shrugged, bringing a glass of water, which he finally gave you.

               You drank the water, feeling as if that sip was something viscous that you never managed to consume. You wanted to ask what happened, how exactly you got there and what you had done after that.

—How did I get here…?

—If I can’t ask, neither do you—Gladio said, now folded, looking at you from the archway of the bathroom door.

               You were cornered in this situation.

—You choose.

               You took a breath of air.

—Why do you think we had sex?

               You opened your mouth to let it all out.

—Because I like you, Gladio—you said, cutting the silence of the room.

               You didn’t notice, but a small smile was drawn on the big man’s lips. What you already noticed was the sound of his steps approaching where you were, again your body was tense, your heart was pounding and your eyes didn’t want to face the boy. However, Gladio sat abruptly on the bed in front of you.

—___________.

               Your name on his mouth sounded beautiful, but you were afraid to look up and get rejected, but at least having answered their question, you could ask more questions about what happened. You gathered courage, like the one needed to fight a demon in the middle of the night and there in front of you again were those amber eyes.

—You are beautiful when, without saying it in words, you declare that you like me with your eyes.

               And that phrase caused your heart to stop beating for a second, taking the rhythm again quickly. That was what he was doing at the bar when he looked at you closely, he was deciphering what your eyes were screaming without you noticing.

               You couldn’t look away, you didn’t want to do it, because now those eyes were being hidden by the eyelids of a man who approached you, who broke all the leftovers away between you to taste your lips for the first time. First it was a little touch between you, then his hand reached out with his fingers to take your chin, inviting you to trust him and his kisses. After you closed your eyes you agreed to reciprocate that invitation, kissing his lips, both giving each other mutual caresses as their lips danced slowly.

—Gladiolus…—you whispered.

—Needless to say, but I like you—he whispered, leaving a short kiss on your lips.

—…You too—you smiled at that kiss.

—You’ll stay to sleep… but only to sleep.

               You let out a laugh and those big arms hugged your inviting you to lie on the bed, letting him to kiss you on the face, on the neck, on the arms and then back to your lips. The smile on your lips was drawn from one end to the other, you just let yourself be loved by that boy, who now looked at you again.

—Damn, you’re beautiful… —said the boy, falling to the side of you—By the way, we haven’t had sex… yet.

—Gladio…!—You exclaimed, now leaning on your side to look at him.

—It’s true.

               He shrugged, which you covered with the blanket of the bedding and then he took care of breaking the distance to surround you with his huge arms, Gladio’s body emanated heat, you already knew that for a long time, but the fact that now you could be closer to him, it made you check it even more. Without claims, you curled up in his chest, he took you in his arms and left a kiss on your forehead. You could feel his aroma; you could feel that the world was yours for a moment…

[killian-whump]

OUAT 2x06: Rewatch Blog

Heeey everybody! Welcome to my rewatch liveblog of episode 2x06, “Tallahassee”. This one’s about the capital of Florida, which is called ‘The Sunshine State’ because there’s a lot of sunshine there when alligators aren’t eating you and/or meth addicts aren’t eating your face off.

Wait, what? Oh, my research team has just informed me that this episode isn’t actually about Florida at all - it’s about beanstalk adventures and flashbacks to Emma’s history with Neal. So no alligators most likely. Okay.

Well, let’s get started!

Well, this is off to a great start already! Every episode should start with Killian Jones tied up in some way, shape, or form. Nice!

“Freakier than I remembered from the story.” YOU AIN’T KIDDING.

“Reminds me of death.” Whoa, now that’s a little melodramatic.

Awww, lookit his face D: “Please untie me missus” *flails at him*

Mmm... Angry untying. That’s nice. The leather’s back. Saucy Hook, yay. “Don’t be afraid to, you know, really get into it.” Haha, he’s so cute <3

I HAVE SUCH A BONE TO PICK AND I’M GONNA PICK IT RIGHT NOW.

Flashback Emma’s glasses really bug me. Like, we see NO sign of poor eyesight in any of the young Emma flashbacks, and no signs of poor vision in present day Emma. It’s like she developed poor eyesight for an isolated year or two in her late teens and it just... cleared up?

Oh, I know, I know, she could’ve switched to contacts. Right. However, we see no evidence of that, either. No glasses in the morning or late at night. No issues with spending an extended time in the Enchanted Forest without access to either glasses or proper contact lens care. No vision impairment on Princess Emma in S6 who wouldn’t have access to glasses OR contacts, etc, etc.

So maybe Lasik surgery? Okay, but how would she have access to an expensive medical procedure that insurance didn’t cover (assuming she even HAD insurance, which, given her age and financial situation, is doubtful)?

It’s like the writers gave her glasses as a cute little character quirk in this awkward “ugly duckling” stage of her life without having any idea how glasses and bad vision actually work. Which would be ridiculous, considering Adam and Eddy both fucking wear glasses.

...and then they went and did it again with Robin in S7. No glasses on her primary persona, but her cursed persona needs them to see. And after the curse is broken... she still apparently needs them. WTF, show?!

Okay, but that outfit is super cute, glasses and all.

Yellow Bug origin story, guys! Is there a ship name for Emma and her car? Like, SwanBug or something? There should be if there isn’t. It’s so pure <3

Hahaha, Neal, you little shit. That grin of his is kinda cute.

~ TITLE CAAAAAAAAAARD!!! ~

Not sure why antis pick on that line of Neal’s about women. I mean, I’m not a huge fan of his, but it’s pretty obvious he’s reading the cop and (correctly) guessing on how to play him to get him to let them off. And Emma even calls him on it immediately - and he basically implies that’s exactly what he was doing. Antis don’t make any sense sometimes.

Okay, not as cute now... kinda smarmy. (Hi Ashley!)

Aaaaaaaaaaaand back to the beanstalk!

Oh, they kinda are getting really into it, aren’t they? Haha.

You know, I find it really hard to believe that Killian Jones would ever use the phrase “Tick, Tock” in casual speech. I’m just saying.

“I was hoping it’d be you.” :D

(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ “Don’t think I’m taking my eyes off you for a second.”

“I would despair if you did.” ∩(︶▽︶)∩

One of my favorite Captain Swan moments riiiiight here:

HOLD MY PURSE, BITCH

And he follows after her like an eager puppy. Total subbie.

DRAMATIC MUUUUUSIC!

*sips beverage* Still climbing, huh? Seriously, though. Did they climb that far without talking at all? Or did Hook just chatter endlessly the whole time? Somebody better have written a fic of him babbling at her for hours.

“I love a challenge!” Hee hee! <3

“That’s not perception, that’s eavesdropping.” And he doesn’t deny it, lol.

“No, I’ve never been in love.” Okay, but she’s obviously lying. That’s a terribly transparent lie, Emma. You can do better.

The sniffing face, heehee.

That’s a pretty good ruse, though. I mean, really. People just sort of trust expectant parents. Although I’m sure it worked better 10 years ago than it would today.

Imagine if she’d pointed higher up. “Our future awaits us in... Detroit.” “Umm, lemme point again.” “No, no, that first point was legally binding.”

“I don’t really... sleep now.” Oh, sure. That’s normal.

This scene’s kinda boring :/

♫ Welcome to the laaaaaaaaaand of CGI and Giiiiiiiiiiiants ♫

“What happened here?” I mean, he kinda told you earlier in the episode.

“Giants can smell blood... and I’m always a gentleman.” <3

The cheerful way he says, “It’s rum!” XD

...and now my entire female reproductive system has died. That is the seventh time this month, dammit. This man is a menace.

Milah angst. Someone hold me T_T

I kinda don’t care about Neal’s problems.

I like this shade of lipstick on Emma, though. Okay, actually, I just like that shade of lipstick. Fun KW fact: Whenever I’m out and buy a new shade of lipstick, when I get home, I always discover it’s the same as all the other shades of lipstick I’ve bought, thinking they were different and so pretty. They’re all this color.

Colin sounds weird when he says, “You ready?”

You swing that bone, big guy! The things this show had him do XD

...It’s Jorge!!! :D Hi Jorge!!! :D I love him! I loved him on Lost, too. He’s just got such a lovely smile. He not smilin’ now, tho. Looks kinda grumpy.

“You big git!” Hahaha, that’s the best he’s got, apparently XD “You wanna kill a human, eh? You wanna kill a human?” The way Colin says “human” here makes me laugh for some reason, and he does it twice XD “Come on!”

“Come on then! Come on then!” I wonder if Colin’s flashing back to that role he played as a football hooligan in Love Is the Drug XD

Him popping up. This scene is so silly and ridiculous. I confess, it’s not one of my favorites, because it kinda borders on cringey in it’s ridiculousness, but it’s also unintentionally hilarious, so...

She’s so relieved <3

This is a good scene. I don’t have much to say about it, but it’s a good scene. Laying the groundwork for the big reveal of Henry being in the room. Ooooh. Also, I love Snow looking after Aurora.

And Aurora’s tiara or hair decorations or... whatever that is... is so pretty.

“What’s your rush?” Hahaha, you adorable idiot. “How long do you think magic knock out powder lasts?” “I’ve no clue,” as he sniffs coins like a derelict. “That’s my rush.” Like, why does she even have to explain this to him? XD

“Everything we need is right in front of us!” Everyone always turns this into some kind of big CS line, but I always thought it just... triggered a memory for Emma, hence the segue into the next flashback. They weren’t even really facing each other when he said it, so I don’t think it was intended to be foreshadowing. Just my opinion, though. Not legally binding :P

Nice sword, Jack. Not pompous at all.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa!” Epic scene alert. “That’s a plausible excuse for grabbing me, but next time, don’t stand on ceremony.” Yooou fucking idiot <3

EAR SCRATCH *jumps on him* *rides him home*

Yeah, I know. All the liveblogs are gonna be like this. I’m so sorry.

Emma, too, is wondering what she’s gotten herself into. “Oh no. He’s sexy and absolutely ridiculous all at once. I am so fucked.” I think this was the moment she realized she liked him. That fucking menace.

Ugh. This train is just speeding towards derailment D: I hate storylines like this, when you just know the shoe’s gonna drop and-

Uh huh. Here’s August now, dropping shoes all over the place.

That drove me nuts the first time, not knowing what was in the fucking box.

And why did she have to go to jail? Like, dump her, leave her alone, fine, but sending her to jail is a bit... extra, isn’t it?

Ah, she’s so broken :( Alexa, play Despacito.

“Try something new, darling. It’s called trust.”

WHUMP! It’s whump!!! Buried in Rock Rubble Whump!!! :D

She’s even more panicked this time. Nice.

Jorge is mad.

Hahaha, I can’t stop seeing Jen in the green donut, though.

This scene is all pretty great, really. I forgot I was liveblogging.

Sweet, summer child. You’re so enamored with Emma and the compass and... Aw, geez. This is why Colin’s a menace. It doesn’t matter who he’s playing or what you think of them. He puts these faces on and tugs your heartstrings and suddenly you’re like, “Oh, look at this sweet, sincere little nugget!”

And then this happens...

It’s whump! BUT WHY DOES IT HURT MY SOUL D:

And then his voice shakes a little. “What are you doing?”

“Emma... Look at me. Have I told you a lie?” D:

“Why do this to me now?”

“You’re just gonna leave me here to die? Let that beast eat me, to crush my bones?” T_T

“SWAAAAN!!!!” He’s so fucking scared D: I died.

Hahahaha, SNOW WHITE WITH THE TACKLE.

I love how Aurora’s the only one who asks about Hook XD

Congratulations. You get a car. And a baby. When you get out of jail.

THIS IS THE WORST GAME SHOW EVER.

DUN DUN DUUUUUUUUUN BIG REVEAL!!!

...and the end! PEW PEW PEW!!! <3

[iohourtime]

LikeJapan Interview with Hey!Say!JUMP in Hong Kong

(Source: https://www.likejapan.com/blogs/hey-say-jump-group-interview)

I translated the interview that was originally written up by Isabella from LikeJapan.  The photos are also from the LikeJapan.com site.

Last week, not only did Japanese boy band Hey!Say!JUMP meet with their Hong Kong fans, they also performed at the Tsim Sha Tsui Promenade for “The Music Day”, which was broadcasted live via satellite.  For those who were able to watch Hey!Say!JUMP, it must have been like a dream since it is pretty rare to get that up-close and personal with their idols, it is a .... memory that will last a lifetime!  For those of us in the media, we were lucky to be able to interview them prior to these events, where we talked about their previous visits to Hong Kong and their take on their fellow members’ charm.  So fans, please take a look!

Q: Yamada and Arioka visited Hong Kong when they filmed “Kindaichi no Shounen no Jikenbo” and stayed for about a week. Where did you go last time and what were your impressions of Hong Kong?

Yamada: Actually we were so busy filming, we didn’t really go anywhere.  What did we do...

Arioka: Oh, we ate some pretty special stuff.

Yamada: Right! Since we had to shoot some promotions, we went to this place where they sold foods that were very rare in Japan; like we ate ducks feet, frogs, bugs, etc... weird stuff. We also rode a double decker bus, which we had never done before in Japan, so it was pretty fun.

Q: On this return trip to Hong Kong, if you had the time, where would you like to go?

Arioka: Probably the Avenue of Stars; there are many statues of famous people, so I want to see them.

Yabu: “Monster Building”, “Monster Building”! [Click this link for more info]

Takaki: Oh, “Monster Building”!

Yabu: We want to check out the area known as “Monster Building” in Quarry Bay.  There are so many buildings concentrated in one area, which you don’t see in Japan; it is so impressive.

Q: When you last visited Hong Kong, you used Cantonese to sing parts of “Thank you~Boku tachi kara kimi e (From us to you)”, which was very memorable.  If you have the chance, will you sing in Cantonese for the Hong Kong fans again?

Everyone: Of course! We will definitely take on the challenge.  Hopefully we can sing even more in Cantonese for you guys!

Q: Most members have done filming in other countries. What are the differences between foreign and Japanese filming?

Yamada: I guess the Japanese and foreign staff have different working styles. Also, it is hard to talk about fans, which is the opposite when shooting in a foreign location. 

[Aside: The text actually said “talk about”, but may the writer meant “talk to” or “bump into”?]

Arioka: One time, I was filming a variety show overseas and they were shooting with all sorts of drones, which was pretty cool since I don’t get to see that much in Japan.

Q: Inoo just turned 28 on June 22nd. How did the members celebrate your birthday?

Inoo: Arioka gave me a present, which as you all know, is the model of Thano’s infinity glove from Avengers 3.  Also, we were doing a shoot on that day, so we ate birthday cake together (laughs).

Q: Okamoto is going to study in the US soon, so will the members send him off at the airport or visit him there?

Everyone: If the schedule permits, of course we will send him off!

Nakajima: While I do want to go there to visit him, but I probably want to go to NYC for vacation even more! Hahahahaha!!!!

[Aside: In another news article, the reporter said Yamada said that. Kind of hard to imagine mixing the two up, but since Like Japan is a very Japanese entertainment focused site, I will trust them more.]

Q: Pick a member and tell us his charms!

Inoo: Let’s start with me and I will tell you about Chinen’s charms! How does everyone see Chinen? Very cute, right?  But he is not just cute, when he takes off his clothes, he is a hot guy with lots of muscles!  He get his muscles through his gymnastics training, so if you, friends from overseas, see his muscular body, you will be shocked. This is Chinen’s charm. (Laughs)

[Aside: Inoo said “special skills training”.  I assumed it is gymnastics.]

Chinen: Look over here, isn’t this a beautiful face? Just this face alone has captivated all sorts of Japanese women, but he actually has great leadership skills; he always manage to lead us to the next stage. Beautiful, cool, and strong; this is Yamada Ryosuke.

Yamada: Yeah, I have tried so hard to find some strengths of Daichan, but there is nothing (laughs). Of course that’s not true! Daichan, how should I say it, I think everyone knows this, but nobody can hate on this guy. He attracts people and everyone automatically likes him. No matter if it’s Hong Kong or somewhere else, he is just well loved. Also, during the live concerts, not only does he sing, he is also the DJ and rapper, etc... he has so many talents.  Being able to show all these different sides (to show the gap) is probably Daichan’s charm.  So everybody, please appreciate him properly.

Arioka: In Hey!Say!JUMP, Yaotome is someone who knows how to make you laugh and liven up the atmosphere. In the performances, not only can he sing and dance, he can also mimic others, like when he pretended to be Jim Carey, his face was so ridiculously good; in any case, he is always able to show us many faces. That said, there are times when he is kinda silly and kinda dazed; I think this is also part of his charm.

Yaotome: Yuto? Well, he is the tallest in Hey!Say!JUMP and has a model’s build, so he is really fashionable.  Also, we have a band and Yuto plays the drums; he is very good.  I think these are 2 of his charm points.

Yuto: Keito is one of the rare Johnny’s who is good at languages. Even though he will leave us temporarily to improve his linguistic skills overseas, we respect [his decision] and are waiting for his return.  Keito is very gentle, probably the most gentle in the group.  Yesterday, on the plane, I was trying to read but it was dark and I didn’t know where the light switch was.  Keito noticed and came over immediately to tell me how to turn it on.  Even though it’s a little thing, you can see that he is very observant and gentle.

Okamoto: Those who are reading this article, please imagine this: if [I tell you] there’s a cool guy with a beautiful body and a sexy voice, what kind of man do you picture? (Nakajima: No, no, this person can’t possibly exist, right?)  Well, this person is in Hey!Say!JUMP!  (Everyone: What?!) That is Takaki Yuya!!! Please check out his stuff, Check it out! 

[Aside: Italics are originally in English.]

Takaki: Right, Yabu-kun is the eldest in the group. Wait, we are the same age (laughs). He is a very reliable person; no matter what it is, you can talk to him. Not only will he listen to my thoughts, he will also give me suggestions, so he is someone who really makes you feel comfortable.

Yabu: Inoo has many different sides.  Normally, he seems a bit carefree and flippant, and you don’t really understand him, but he is actually an honour student who graduated from the architectural program at Meiji University.  He even has the professional designation. (Inoo: I don’t have it.)  Hahahaha, he is very smart.

Special thanks to: GEM TV ASIA  All rights reserved to Nippon Television Network Corporation and Johnny & Associates.

[sachi-pon]

free! dive to the future episode 12 liveblog/review thing

*loud sigh*

i am DREADING watching this episode. one reason is that i don't know if this is the end... the end, forever??? i don't know!!! i really hope not!! ;__; the other reason is that because this is the season finale, i know it's going to be emotional!!! there's no way a free! season finale will not be emotional. the other two were. XD

but i have to watch the episode. as much as i am terrified to watch it... i must. i've got to do it. >__<UUU

so here we go!!!!!

please read my previous liveblogs as well. i've been reacting to everything this season!  (episode 1) (episode 2) (episode 3) (episode 4) (episode 5) (episode 6) (episode 7) (episode 8) (episode 9)  (episode 10) (episode 11) and THANK YOU VERY MUCH to anyone who reads my liveblogs. thank you for taking the time to read them!!!! <33333

watch ep 12 officially on crunchyroll: http://www.crunchyroll.com/free-iwatobi-swim-club/episode-12-dive-to-the-future-775643

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the episode starts out with some BEAUTIFUL animation!!!

i think it's so cute that haru was fascinated by water ever since he was little.

yesssss i was waiting for that shot of little haru smiling!!! i already posted that screenshot here on my blog. XD if that doesn't absolutely melt your heart, then... you have no heart!

makoto cooking??? THAT'S SO ADORABLE <3

i would be happy to eat burnt toast if makoto made it. <33333

;___; omg omg omg that is so sad. he didn't help his friend. so i bet that is a major source of guilt for him. and, i wonder if that's some kind of foreshadowing...??? maybe haru and/or rin will be forced to make some kind of difficult choice between swimming and something else. i'm not saying that'll happen in this episode but maybe in the future (well, that's assuming there is another season)

hahaha, the muscle lovers have brainwashed ayumu!!! XD

yaaaaaay i am actually seeing ikuya and hiyori again!!!! i love them! ^__^

rin's surprised face at seeing natsuya again hahahaha

"you're late haru... just like me lol" -rin

"it's been so lon--" SLAP. what a warm welcome???

i feel like there should have been a theme song by now...

ikuya and natsuya about to race each other while remembering all those memories ;__; this episode is so emotional already lol.

*very dramatic music*

HAHAHAHAHA that out-of-date phrase came back. those random laughing people are like "who is that old fool??"

that little screenshot of ikuya and natsuya sleeping while leaning against each other UGGGGHHH that was a really sharp knife in my heart <3

hiyori is so excited for ikuya, awww.

*awkward panting*

yay i was hoping ikuya would win, just because i think it's funny that natsuya lost to his little brother!!!

THAT HANDSHAKE TURNING INTO A HUG I AM DONE. I AM DONE WITH THIS ANIME. IT'S BAD FOR MY HEALTH. I CANNOT BREATHE WITH ALL THESE EMOTIONS GOING ON. ;___; ;___; ;___;

NATUYA'S CRYING?!?!??!?!?!?!!?!?!?!?!!? WTF WHY ARE YOU CRYING, STOP THAT, NOOO THIS IS TOO PRECIOUS. he really is so proud of ikuya!!!!! ^___^

lol now ikuya's crying and his little shaky voice, aaaaaaggghh. i hate this show so much. this show is too dangerous for my heart. i can't survive all this. why are all of these characters such wonderful angels???? WHY???????

i think asahi is starting to cry too lol

all right, that's a good stopping point. well, i'm done. ...wait... whaddaya mean there's more time left in this episode??? whaddaya mean that i haven't even watched half of the episode??? oh no, i have to keep watching!!! i don't think i'm ready for this you guys

"haruka-senpai and the rest have really dived into an incredible world." no, rei, they have DIVED INTO THE FUTURE!!!!!! =)

you couldn't have just walked AROUND them???? -__-

this guy's bright orange hair bothers me...

that confident look you get on your face when you are aware of how awesome you are and how powerfully bright your hair is:

"you cant gain that kind of strength without throwing something else away." uhhhh well that's creepy. what did kinjou throw away? (his sanity???)

ryuuji believes you basically have to give up everything, even your friends, to make it in the competitive world =( he's obviously still feeling guilt about what happened with his own friend. what's interesting is that we don't know how haru feels about what ryuuji just said. does haru agree?

rin is so cool that he has his own cool new music now hahaha.

haru looks suprised that rin did so well??? he shouldn't be surprised! rin is amazing <3

haru looks nervous??? (to be honest, i am nervous too lol. my heart is beating fast...)

he had a late start? i couldn't tell. XD

i am seriously freaking out over this animation. i just love it. the animation in this show is wonderful in general, but i feel like the animators take extra care in doing haru's swimming scenes. those scenes always look gorgeous. (even when haru's swimming isn't as fast as normal...)

everyone looks so sad about what happened with haru =(

asahi is so cute. XD he's so awkwardly funny!!!

sousuke startling rin... hahaha

hmmm, rin and sousuke are talking about sousuke swimming in a race in the future. does this mean there will be another season???

"nagisacchi" ^__^

"kissme?" looooool

omg there are so many more races tomorrow. but there are only a few minutes left in the episode!!! a lot needs to happen in just a few minutes!!

"bye-bye!" ugh why is every single thing that happens in this show so cute???

what was makoto about to ask haru???

marinka date???? <3 <3 <3

hmm, so haru really is bothered by what ryuuji said earlier

makoto and rin are laughing like "our son is so precious." XD

the three seagulls are on a date too??

rin saying he'd support makoto, awww that's so sweet!!! <3

haru yelling and scaring the birds away... what did those birds do to you, haru????

and omg, rin and makoto were totally caught off guard by that!!!! (well i was too o___o)

haru is running into the ocean... in order to turn into a merman?!?!?!??!! (i have been thinking about mermen all season, you know.)

"what kind of teen drama is this?" it took you this long to figure out that you are in a teen drama, rin?? XD

ummm for real where are they going though???

there are seriously like three minutes left in the episode. ... ... how is everything going to fit into three mins?

haru's speed surpassed albert's?!?!? wasn't albert the alien god?? wow...

ryuuji is trying to sit there and analyze why haru lost, but... dude, it's kinda your fault!! you're telling haru some weird stuff about "giving something up" and it made him nervous! =(

"he keeps talking about stupid stuff like friendship and bonds..." IT'S NOT STUPID, IT'S FREE!!!!!!

okay. so i'm at 21:40 and the entire episode is 23:40. rin and haru have not raced yet?!?!?!?!

finally!!! here it is!!!!!!!

hey, there's some new song sung by the voice actors playing in the bg???? i'm feeling emotions again...

let's dive... to the future!!!!!!

hmm, crunchyroll must be having techincal difficulties. instead of playing the rest of the episode, they are showing random pictures of the characters. this technical glitch must be fixed immediately.

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oh. it's not a glitch. it's the ACTUAL EPISODE. THE ACTUAL EPISODE CUT OFF RIGHT BEFORE HARU AND RIN'S RACE. WHAT THE F@#^@$&#%%!%#^@^#^$#^@!@#$#%#!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WE WAITED ALL SEASON TO SEE THIS RACE!!!!!! WHAT ARE YOU PEOPLE DOING, PEOPLE WHO CREATE THIS CRAZY SHOW???!?!?!?!?!?! WHY DID YOU DO THIS TO US?!?!?! WHY????? WHYYYYYY????????!?!?!?!!!?!?!?!   >=(

*tries to calm down?*

"blue destination," that's what this song is called.

haha i like the samezuka guys doing the same silly-looking pose.

huh? there's a scene with just a few seconds left in the episode? what could possibly happen in this amount of time?????

nanase is in the lead?? okay, but... that doesn't really answer the question of who won the race. it's possible that rin could catch up. but i guess if he did catch up, they would have said it?

the god alien sees that haru is setting a new record! hmmm are you jealous??? =)

"see you in 2020" ?!?!?!?!?!?!? so i have to wait two years to find out who won the race??? -__-UUU

wait, wait... that means... FREE HAS NOT ENDED!!!!!!!!! IT'S NOT OVER!!!!!! THIS ISN'T THE END!!!!!!! omg omg omg omg!!!!!! you guys. i didn't know this. i didn't know if there was going to be any more. wow wow wow!!!!!!! i finally got my reassurance!!! <33333333 oh my goodness!!!!!! this is extremely important to me!!! like i have said before, free! is my #1 favorite anime ever. i didn't want it to end right now. i need more!!! i'm so incredibly happy that it's not over yet! that makes me feel a lot better.

okay now. it's time for me to sum up not only this episode, but the season. first, the episode. this was an exciting, heart-thumping episode. i was nervous about everyone's races!!! especially rin and haru's, but... it was a disappointment that the race wasn't actually shown. i'll assume haru won because they mentioned that he was in the lead. but i'm not 100% sure!!!

ikuya and natsuya were lovely. i really liked that scene when they were hugging and they were clearly so proud of each other!!! it was so touching!! this is why i love this show. <3 and i was happy to see hiyori again too. everyone was reunited. everyone was realizing what their dreams are and finding their confidence. so it was an important episode;.

and... MARINKA!!!!!! i will be honest and say that i really wanted a makoharu moment. but i've gotta say, marinka is nice too. =) it was really funny to me how rin and makoto were both laughing at haru at the same time. they each gave haru the encouragement that he needed in that moment. they really got him fired up. when he suddenly yelled into the ocean, i was like "O__O uuuuhhhhh..." but it's good to see haru feeling motivated!! ^__^ the shot of the three of them lying together in the water was something that i think instantly became iconic.

the scene in the theme song (which didn't even play today?!?) where haru is screaming and looking like he's turning super saiyan (lol) was about haru's scream in this episode!! mystery solved. =)

so how'd i feel about this whole season? umm... EXCELLENT!!!!! everything was amazing!! the characters' relationships and emotions!!! the music!!! the animation!!! the voices!!!! just... everything. i am impressed with this anime, as always. i have so much appreciation for all of the people who put it together, because i like everything about it. that's why i didn't want to think about it ending. when i saw that it was coming back in 2020, i became very, very eager to know what would happen in the future!!! i want to dive to the future...

[harrish6]

Blue Strings Of Mercy - Chapter 2 - Blue Strings From Above

I want to let everyone know that while this Error is pretty chill and fine with his situation, he is not unaffected by it. It would be impossible to come out totally unscratched, at least mentally and/or emotionally.

For example: Twisted!Error has a fear of white rooms because of being the Anti-Void, put him in a totally white room and he will have one hell of a panic attack. He also has some mental problems as well from being in there for so long and not remembering anything. And when I say not remembering anything, I mean anything.

HWHBB!Error can not stand yelling/screaming, or at least not constant yelling or too many people yelling at the same time. As he is fine with the white part, but the Voices are what really messed him up besides the obvious in that story. Yelling reminds him of the Voices, and that can cause him to have a panic attack or just be stuck in his head in memories as he remembers mostly everything but his original home before the Anti-Void. He also has depression and anxiety. He has many other problems, but they come from other sources then the Anti-Void.

This Error is apathetic from all of this. He is fine with white and yelling, but he has trouble with feelings because of being stuck in the Anti-Void for so long. He can feel them, but doesn't understand them. And usually he only feels a little bit of them, like a pinch before it leaves, he has trouble feeling strong emotions. And then when he does feel strongly, he gets confused as to what he is feeling and may lash out in different ways depending on what he is feeling. Like if he feels strong anger, he may just choke that person out and be confused as to why he is doing it. Some other problems that this Error has may show up later on in the story.

I will not be writing Papyrus in all caps.

-Chapter Start-

Error was right, soon - or at least is seemed soon to him, but the White had no meaning of time - the whole Multiverse was brimming with so many different and colorful AU's. Error knew it was only time before the Monsters figured out how to travel the many different AU's. That and after they figure it out, someone is going to start some shit like the genocidal humans do. And Ink wasn't done with his creating either, Error has watched him draw out even more AU's.

Error knew it would all go to shit eventually. Some of the Monsters would eventually start a conflict with one another once they realize all the different universes, and he had front row seats to see what goes down when it does. When, not if.

But for now he sat back and played with the strings in his hands, his mind blank as the portal in front of him showed UnderTale in the middle of a genocide run. The Voices liked watching this kind of run and usually kept quite during it, but all Error felt was numb.

Right now it was Papyrus Vs the genocidal human. Not that Error knew that, he was too busy trying to think on what he can do. While the White was near perfect, he wanted something else to do. 'Maybe I can take up a hobby....' Error clicked his tongue. 'But what? And with what? There is not much here....'

Then Error happened to glance up at the wrong time. A flash and a scream made him jerk, strings going out to stop the threat to himself automatically and unconsciously. It took Error blinking a few times before he realized what he had done, silence deafening.

He had looked up just when the human was going to give Papyrus that one slice, the one that would turn his body to dust, while Papyrus screamed/talked that he believed in them. Because he was stuck in his head, he did not expect it. So his strings went into the portal and tied the human up.

All Error could do is blink at the portal, it showing a shocked Papyrus and human - and a hidden Sans as well - before letting his lazy smile come back up and let out a small chuckle. "HeH....I DiDn'T sEE tHAT cOMiNG..."

'WHAT DID YOU DO!?'

'OH SHIT!'

'HAHAHAHA-'

'Well....You fucked up.'

-UnderTale-

"Um....Sans?" Papyrus softly asked once his brother stumbled into the clearing, shock written all over their faces. "Are you seeing what I'm seeing?"

"If you mean the human tied up with magical string coming from out of nowhere....Then yes, yes I am." Sans blankly stated, staring at the scene in front of him in shock awe.

Bright blue strings held the human up. It wrapped around their whole body and the knife they held, but what caught the two's attention was the way the strings wrapped around the human's red SOUL. It made the human unable to move, making them stand there frowning and growling. Sans knew they couldn't even RESET or RELOAD with the strings forcing them there. But, and Sans looked around, the strings literally came from nowhere. And start from nowhere as well.

Soon the strings moved, making the brother still. They tensed, waiting for a fight, but soon felt of kilter by what they saw next. They strings moved the human as if it was a puppet, making the human do a silly little dance!

The little human twirled and did the jazz hands, then proceeded to shake their little booty to a unknown beat. Sans snorted while Papyrus had a hand to his mouth to try and stop his giggles, both of them relaxing without realizing it at the silly sight before them. The strings twirled and moved gracefully as it forced the human to follow what it wanted. It made Sans wonder who the puppet master is, magic must come from somewhere and someone after all.

Soon the strings made the human give a bow. Papyrus gave a delighted laugh, while Sans kept a socket out at this new anomaly. But what happened next shocked them, the strings tightened around the SOUL, making it crack before pausing. Then the strings moved the SOUL to them, the human forced to stay were they were as their SOUL moved away.

Next thing the two skeletons knew, they were staring at the SOUL wrapped in blue strings that was right in front of them, with the human a few feet away.

"Um....Brother?" Papyrus hesitated. "What is going on?"

"I...I think it is offering us the SOUL...?" Sans questioned, only to take a sharp intake when the strings forced the SOUL to move up and down, as if nodding at the question. "...Okay."

"Would it change anything?" Papyrus brightly asked his brother, eyes shining as he looked at the string. "I have never seen such strings before!" He gushed, reaching out. The string moved back a few inches when his hand got close, making him pause before putting his hand back down. The string only moved the SOUL back when Papyrus put his hand back down. "I'm so sorry Magical Blue String!"

Sans snorted, before glancing at the human. He was pretty sure that them taking the SOUL would change nothing in this twisted game. But the string were new, and it seemed that whoever controlled them - because someone had to and Sans would not be convinced otherwise. He just had to figure out where they are! - was trying to communicate with them, so they could probably see and hear them. "No, I don't think anything would change. But thanks for tryin'." Sans winked at the string. "I guess we should just shatter the SOUL...."

"But Sans!" Papyrus gasped, turning to look down at his shorter brother. "The human could still change! There is no need for us to-!"

"They almost dusted you...again." Sans growled. "I am not arguing about this with you-"

"If we just give them some more time-"

"They had enough time the last timeline-"

*CRACK*

Both brothers jolted and sharply turned. The strings tightened around the SOUL, making the little crack a little bigger, before lessening when it had their attention. The strings waited a moment before moving the SOUL to Sans. As if saying that it agreed with him over Papyrus. That was all Sans needed for some reason.

Papyrus watched wide eyed as he brother just summoned a bone and shattered the SOUL. The pieces fell, the strings falling limp. The human went limp as well. The strings gently laid them down, but not before forcing the human to give a nod in their direction.  To the brothers, watching the strings slowly disintegrate was a beautiful sight. They sparkled and fell like snow, then it was gone. Like it was never there to begin with.

"Sans.....What just happened?" Papyrus slowly held a hand out where the strings were before, trying to see if they were really gone or if they were even there to begin with. But the dead, cold human body told him that yes, what he just saw was not his imagination.

"Bro...I think we just witnessed some divine intervention." Sans told him jokingly. It was probably a random anomaly, something that will never happen again. A glitch in the code. "Because holy moly, that was godsend wasn't it?"

"SANS!"

-Anti-Void-

"WElL...ThAT wAS FUn." Error's lazy smile grew a bit, one hand reaching up to rub his 'tear' marks. "I DiDn'T EvEN KNoW i cOUlD Do tHAT."

'WHAT DID YOU JUST DO?!'

'OH GOD!?'

'You messed with the story, the code!'

"NO i DiDn'T, ON thE COdE pART aT LEasT." Error corrected himself. "i JuST mEsSeD wItH tHE sTOrY." Error repeated before shrugging lazily from his seat on the ground. "AnD iT's FIne, THe cODe iS wORKiNG fiNE, LOok thE kiD reSeTed agaIn." Error pointed to the portal, where it showed everything going back to the start. "BEsiDEs iT wAS inTResTING....HeH."

'What are you laughing for-Wait....'

'YOU are not thinking what I think you are thinking are you?!'

'You are one stupid motherfucker if you even try this again!'

'I HATE YOU WITH EVERY FIBER OF MY BEING FOR BEING SO DUMB!'

"NoW, NOw. THErE iS nO neeD TO woRrY." Error waved off the Voices sputtering. "BuT i DO neEd a NEw hOBBy. WhY noT thIS? iT'S nOT liKE thEY cAN sEE mE OR HEaR ME."

'Playing with them is not going to end well.'

'They are going to misunderstand!'

'This is a dumb idea! You are going to do something you regret!'

'oh, you really are a fool.'

"FOoL i mAY bE," Error told the Voices as he hopped on his hammock. "bUT i rAthER bE A hAPPy ONE iNStEaD oF a BOReD ONe." Error have a yawn as he settled back, hands behind his head and closing his sockets. "ANd BeSIdES, HoW fAR anD DeEp cAn thIS gO?"

'It can go very far if you are not careful! You are going to get into some crazy shit and regret it, then where will you be?'

'I'll be here in the White as always.' Error huffed to himself before letting himself drift off. Where else would he be? This is the perfect place for him, he never wanted to leave and never will. 'It's not like anyone can make me leave, nor will I ever want to.'

Error would later look back at this time as the point it all went to hell for him. Sure it was fine for a while, but then they saw him. He should have listened to the Voices. That or promptly strangled himself with his strings when it went too far, that would have been less painful and more comfortable in his humble opinion then all this crazy shit going on around him.

Besides, Error has learned the hard way that accidents can happen. And those accidents can lead to a snowball effect. His started on a unconscious reaction, and so did his leaving the White. The Voices were right in the end, as always.

-End Chapter-

[xaeneron]

On Path of Fire

I haven’t done one of these in a while (or rather I wrote them and then forgot to post them lel), so maybe I’ll actually post this one for the new GW2 expansion after spending the week running around.

Overall, I found the expansion to be pretty solid; the maps are beautiful, the mounts are hilarious and well-implemented, the story was interesting and decently paced, and I’m still experimenting with the new elite specs.  Massive spoilers below the cut!

Questions on anything I wrote, thoughts of your own?  Feel free to boop me; I know I wrote a lot.  

But really, don’t say I didn’t warn you.  There are a LOT of bullet points beneath that cut.  xD

On the maps

Obligatory: they are huge.  It’s fitting since they were designed against HoT’s verticality and more geared towards the use of mounts, so it’s more of an observation, less of a complaint.  There’s a lot of detail and a lot of little things here and there, and it’s incredibly fun to see what you can get away with using mounts to get around the terrain.

That being said I do miss the verticality of HoT maps.  Maybe a combination of both pls? :3

I kind of wish there were more large obvious meta events, but I haven’t gotten to see all of the sort of meta events that go on in the PoF zones. I do think the large metas add replay value, but again a balance is a good thing.

We spur-of-the-moment yolo’ed the Ruptured Heart meta with 11 people.  It was actually pretty fun.  Also so many cannonades ;-;

Hearts feel like they take just a little bit too long.  Some of them are amusing, but when trekking through zones doing map comp (or redoing hearts to get collection items) they drag on a bit.  Guild chatter about hearts was fantastic though:

“These nobles are useless.  What should I do with the chamber pot, throw it off the side or throw it at one of them?”

“I’m throwing flowers at people and making them happy?”

“Matchmaker heart best heart.”

Bounties are hilariously fun?  Sometimes you get unfortunate bullshit combinations of modifiers (anti-stacking fleas + pls stack in the bubble to actually be able to hit the boss mob, I’m looking at you), but overall they’re quite fun.  We spent a good few hours trekking through all five zones murdering things and getting murdered.

These actually look super promising for replayability; our goal/challenge as a group has always been to optimize and work together, so it should be fun to go track down bounties and see what kind of dumb shenanigans we can get up to.

I actually find these really fun in small groups of 5-10.  Zergs sound...unfun.  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

The caffeinated skritt is...kind of annoying.  Mostly because it doesn’t operate like the treasure mushroom in HoT and you have to be on the class you want the collection item on, and the maps are so large someone could trigger a chest and no one would be the wiser.

A tip though for people wanting to complete multiple collections: you only need to loot the last bag it drops.  If you’re wandering around with friends and they’re nice enough to chill at the bag, you can reload with other characters and grab the bag again for another collection item (until it despawns).  I have no idea if this was intended, but I burned a few TP to friends on this for the lulz.

I had a lot of GW1 feels running through these maps, especially going down to the Desolation and Vabbi.  I appreciate that these places still exist but have changed with the years, and it’s nice to see what happened.  

Although Vabbi is one weird-ass place now.

BUUUUUUT Zomoros’ lair was hilarious.

I haven’t explored for the sake of exploring in a very long time and it was really, really nice.

CHOYA PINATA.

On the elite specializations

I haven’t actually gotten to try all of them yet, but I’m also not super enthused about all of them (Spellbreaker, I’m looking at you).  Also a gentle reminder that my opinions are mainly based on my background as a PvE player and moreso as a raider.  Also they’re just initial opinions.  Opinions change.  

I started with thief (duh), and proceeded to do the entire story with Daredevil.  I’m not particularly a fan of Deadeye; I appreciate the archetype but I don’t really see rifle having a place with a game designed more around active response in combat.  Also as someone who still can’t shake the seaweed salad dance, rifle just feels really static and dull to me.  But we’ll see.  Maybe I’ll have to make the Predator hue. D/D Deadeye also felt strange, so idk.  But we’ll keep fiddling with it.

Mirage still feels kind of odd but I need to get poor Naois the spec since he’s actually specced for condi, unlike Eet.  It seems like an upgrade to condi mesmer, and the triple blink is hilarious.

I really hope Scourge ends up with some sort of place.  Initial benchmarks look hilarious (but then, so did Soulbeast/Weaver/Firebrand ones), but I took out Richter again for Scourge and I’m actually really happy to play him again.  It’s been so long ;-;

My brother told me, “do yourself a favor and put down a sand shade near some enemies, then press F4.”  I tried it.  I laughed pretty hard.

Weaver is so much button-pressing but it’s really fun?  I’m still getting the hang of it but I do like it a lot.  At least it’s more challenging than condi tempest. *grumbles eternally*

Soulbeast looks promising, although I hope it doesn’t lead to another “let’s use condi ranger/thief on absolutely everything” situation again.  The new pets are also...interesting.  

Although when it comes to ranger I’m a druid at heart, so we’ll see.  Not that I’m usually conscripted for DPS roles anyway

Firebrand looks silly.  And broken.  I’m all for alternative sources of quickness (and alacrity in the case of other specs), but I don’t really want to see raid meta go to 2x PS 2x druid 2x chrono 2x firebrand (or something like that) with only 2 flex spots.  That doesn’t sound fun at all.

Also I’m guessing Firebrand will be the first to get the nerfbat.  The damage numbers people are getting are bonkers.

And hey look, they got the nerfbat.  Down to 33-35k.  At least that’s better than 50k? Ugh.

Renegade feels pretty decent.  Revenant has always been in a weird “built around elite specs” class, and that hasn’t changed.  I’m not sure how I feel about condi rev being more of a thing and less of a meme, but ayyy

Holosmith seems like it would be a lot more relevant if the transform wasn’t currently borked.  Scaling damage to a level 76 fine weapon is...sad.  If it’s fixed power Holosmith could be something legit?  Maybe?  Overall though I like the theme and look of it.  Also lol lightsaber.

Spellbreaker I...idk.  Thematically I like it a lot; I was a big fan of mesmer and shut down mechanics in GW1 and I like the idea of Spellbreaker, but from a mostly PvE perspective, it’s just kind of...eh? WvW and PvP I see it being incredibly useful but with limited boons to nom in PvE it doesn’t really look particularly great (especially with condi berserker getting tuned through the roof).

On mounts

I keep dyeing them funny colors.  Yes Quill’s are all some shade of yellow.

I honestly think they were well done.  I was never a supporter of adding them to the game (not against, but not for them either), but now that they’re here, I’m pretty okay with them.  

I like that each mount is useful in some specific capacity - raptor for flat open stretches, springer for verticality, skimmer for no touchy floor, jackal for portals and evasion through high mob density areas, and griffon for the absolute lulz of flying.  

I keep getting the “mount doesn’t render so your character model is riding away sunk in the ground while your camera remains in place” bug (I think it’s attached to trying to mount up before things are completely loaded), and while it’s funny, it’s kind of frustrating.

Mount swapping is a bit awkward, although binding each mount to its own key helps a lot.

I appreciate that the starting mount (the raptor) is still relevant even when you pick up the other three (four), as it’s definitely the fastest mount on flat ground and it’s improved leap is hilariously long.

Also it’s a giant scaly puppy so I have no problems with this.

The springer is hilarious.  And super terrain-breaking.  High cliff?  No problem, bunny hop.  Core and HoT map comp probably just got much, much simpler.  Also JPs that don’t have mount restrictions.

The skimmer is adorable, and riding it around is strangely...calming?  idk.  Also as one of my guildies put it: “maybe this is Anet’s answer to underwater combat: glide right over it.”  rip.

Of the four core mounts I think the jackal (blink doge) is my favorite.  It has a gorgeous design and the blink/portals are super cool.  Although the blink can get a bit titchy if you’re trigger happy with the jump button.

Of course I have the griffon.

IT’S SO FLUFFY.

I think it handles a little strangely (esp when you can’t dismount quickly, although you can divebomb), but it’s pretty solid.  And adorable.

250g was entirely worth it.

Also that Tahlkora cameo hit me right in the feels.

On the story

I’d get here eventually!  Eventually...;-;

All salad-shaped biases aside, the male sylvari VO is still my favorite and no one can convince me otherwise.  There was a good amount of sass, seriousness, and everything inbetween.  Ive is one to take everything with a “hahahaha you’re kidding what am I doing here help,” so overall the voice acting and dialogue fit him fairly well.

I’m a little disappointed by the lack of race-specific dialogue.  Humans don’t seem to have any special dialogue with or concerning Balthazar, and everyone else doesn’t really have a chance to comment as an outsider.  I know it’s more work and I still enjoyed the story as is, but it would have been a nice touch.

Like Ive would literally not give a shit about half of the things brought up.  Not because he doesn’t care about others, but because he has no clue what anyone is talking about.

This was particularly funny with Joko in the Domain of the Lost, because his whole tirade about the PC not knowing who he is could quickly be shut down with “I’m a salad, I have no idea who the fuck you are.”

The “decisions” were interesting, although unsurprisingly they had very little impact on the game as a whole (maybe in the future?  Doubt it).  I did appreciate that depending on the order the “decide on Amnoon’s independence” steps are done in, the dialogue changes.

I admit that I’ve gotten a little less partial to Taimi as she’s edged closer to Deus Ex Machina territory, but her dialogue and conversations (both with the PC and with others like Phlunt later on) are quite funny.

I wish there were more Vlast/Gleam before he died.  It’s sad that he showed up and just...died, but I can understand why they chose that path as well.  

Although some of that was my own fault; the chapter with the Exalted and Vlast’s upbringing I got supremely distracted by the jumping puzzle and spinning around on my new skimmer.

Still.  More Vlast!

RYTLOCK.  RYTLOCK WHY.  Nice job breaking it hero.  Surely you would know better than to accept help in the Mists from a random shackled man who CONVENIENTLY knows how to relight your magic sword.  Sigh.

I thought a lot about the Herald of Balthazar after finding the notes in Night of Fires.  I went back to it after talking to my brother and came to a very similar conclusion as a theorizer on the GW2 subreddit.  If that theory is true, that makes me very sad.

Pls say it’s true I like gut-punch feels.

Speaking of gut-punch feels, The Departing was amazing.  It was super disorienting not having access to the inventory or the minimap, but it was a very well-done instance and I enjoyed it immensely.  I appreciated that they stuck to the “you lost your name and purpose” thing to the point of replacing your character name (including in the hero panel) with Lost Spirit.

Balthazar murdering the PC was pretty neat. 

Also Aurene showing up exactly on time was both cliche and NO BALTHAZAR BAD STAY AWAY FROM BABY DRAGON. 

This, like a few other story missions later on, is super awkward to do as a group.  It’s supposed to be rather personal, and so the not-instance owners are reduced to buffing wisps (like later on in the thrall party instance, not-instance owners are just awakened thralls), and idk I was lucky I was instance owner but that seems rather :|

Ive had a lot of feels hearing everyone’s voices again.  Also the feels of him not exactly remembering everything and having to follow his purpose through his own memories and not quite remembering everything.  Including Trahearne.  

Also tfw the story mission is essentially Full Circle (as a sub-section of Closure) with a bit of bonus Balthazar.

Joko is being very obviously set up as a “you left me in a cage I swear vengeance rahhhhhh” villain.  Or Anet is going to pull a fast one and he will never show up again, which would be hilarious.

Bonus feels for everyone else surviving and Ive being the only one dead (think Eet).

Backtracking slightly, I’ve never liked Kormir.  I still don’t like Kormir.  And the human gods are miserably terrible people.  At this point there’s not much questioning as to whether or not they exist, but with the extent of their influence, their decision to just kind of peace is...rather appropriately god-like, for better or for worse.

Seriously though, gods pls.  I can see some of the logic of “world will be destroyed anyway if god attempts to fight god,” but surely there are other things that need be maintained.  

Also I like how Kormir notes that Balthazar had been stripped of his powers, and yet he still curbstomps the PC (unless it was entirely the imprisonment in the Mists that just locked his powers away, but Kormir’s dialogue suggests otherwise).

I would kill for a library like that.  Seriously.  So jelly.

The “let’s disguise ourselves as the Archon and go and convince Palawa Joko’s army to fight for us” part was so incredibly stupid that of course it worked.  We spent the entire time laughing at how incredulous it was.

The battle at Kodash Bazaar was actually kind of awesome?  There was stuff everywhere and my only inclination for the first part of the instance was “go hit things.”  

It was incredibly weird to just have Sohothin for the entire instance.  Yes I’m aware I could have dropped it.  But it was hilarious in a Caladbolg sort of way.  With less idiotic knockback, and more 300s cooldown skills.  

AURENE.  Balthazar stop hurting my dragon >:(

Also because he just yolo killed her other brother before she had a chance to meet him in person?  rip.

Although now that I think about it, how would that meeting even go?  Talking to the Exalted indicates that Vlast was isolated and not well-acclimated to the world around him, so by the time they realized he should be interacting with other races it was too late for him to form any empathy for anyone.  His dialogue seems to imply that his motivation was simply the fulfillment of a goal; he seemed far more interested in fulfilling his legacy as Glint’s son than the reason why she needed him and Aurene to do anything in particular.  He doesn’t really have a reason for what he’s doing, he just does.

Aurene is implied to have an empathic link with Vlast similar to her connection to the PC, but idk, it just seems like any actual meeting between the two of them would just be incredibly awkward.

I very much enjoyed both the penultimate and ultimate fight against Balthazar.  Also because if you turned around, you could see Kralkatorrik’s massive face just chilling in the sky because oh shit angry elder dragon.  It was...quite something.

I understand the PC’s current caution about killing elder dragons because of magic imbalance, and I also understand the need to stop Balthazar from being a total moron.  I also understand that there’s not much you can do to stop a mad god besides killing him (since those with the means to imprison him decided to float on).  But uh.  I’m not sure what anyone expected would happen if you kill the god who absorbed two dragons’ worth of magic with another dragon just chilling nearby.  Surely Kralkatorrik absorbing everything and flying off into the sunset while extending the Brand wasn’t a surprise.  

Seriously though what did you think was going to happen.

Baby dragon absorb magik and is not quite so baby anymore.  Aurene come back I miss you already ;-;

I commend you if you actually read all of that.  xD

Overall, a solid expansion with quite a bit of content.  We’ll see how replayable it ends up being as time goes on, but I am still quite amused by it and have plenty to do as it stands.  The story was fairly solid (although sometimes strange with questionable logic, as always), and I’m looking forward to where they take it with LWS4.  

[moonprincess92]

i regret not thinking the title of this fic through

8 

They stumble out of the bar and out onto the street, half-drunk and clutching at each other as they laugh. 

“You look like discount Clint Eastwood, take the bloody thing off!” Jyn reaches up to try and yank the plastic hat off his head, but Cassian jerks back. 

“Excuse me, but I’ve decided to wear this hat forever.” 

“They were handing out hundreds of them, it was probably bought at Poundland,” Jyn complains, only her hands are somewhere under his jacket now, pulling at his waist as she walks backwards down the footpath. 

“It was gifted to me from the owner of the bar himself, it would be rude to take it off,” He keeps up with her, teasing her with the edge of the silly, cheap hat. 

“You look ridiculous.” 

“I look incredible,” Cassian pauses, suddenly throwing an arm around her waist. He uses it to keep her in place as he pulls the offending hat off his head and shoves it onto Jyn’s with a flourish. “There! Is that better?” 

“Somehow it’s even worse now,” she glances up at it. 

He laughs again, until there’s a sudden trill from between them. Cassian’s phone is ringing, and he curses in Spanish. “I’m so sorry,” he says hastily, keeping his arm around her as he fishes the phone out of this pocket. He apparently figures out who it is before he answers, since he sighs and says into the phone, “Kay, I told you not to call!” 

Whoever Kay is, they’re clearly not in Cassian’s good graces right now. She tries not to listen, but it’s rather hard when one is so close. Cassian’s exasperated voice is right in her ear and as near as she can gather, it’s a friend calling to make sure that his date hasn’t killed him yet... or you know, something along those lines. In any other circumstance she wouldn’t blame them at all, but the Cassian in front of her is clearly pissed off. 

“What? I’m not putting her on the phone, for god’s sake!” he hisses. 

But Jyn gestures for the thing, even forgetting for the moment that she’s still wearing the ridiculous hat. Cassian pulls the phone away from his ear and says, “No, no, seriously - it’s just my roommate, he’s a little unreasonable - you don’t have to -” 

“Give me the phone, Cassian.” 

With a look of great trepidation, he does what she says. 

“Jyn here,” she says, casually tossing her free arm around Cassian’s neck. “I take it this is some kind of ‘emergency bail out’ call? Like if it turns out that I’m crazy, you call and Cassian has a convenient excuse to get out of here?” 

Kay huffs a little, but naturally is too British to actually admit to anything remotely confrontational. “Well, are you?” he instead asks. “Crazy, I mean.” 

“Oh, yeah!” Jyn nods earnestly. “I’m fucking nuts, didn’t you know? I murdered my last boyfriend because he didn’t wear the matching shirt I picked out for him, but don’t worry. I got off on a technicality.” 

She almost thinks Kay chokes on something. “You can’t be serious.” 

“Deadly. I trap men with my roguish charms and steal their credit card information. I can make entire economy systems crash.” 

Cassian is half laughing, half gesturing for the phone back in a panic. Jyn ducks out of the way, jumping back from his swiping hand. “And don’t forget the criminal father!” she carries on, on a role now. “He walked out on the family when I was eight to pursue a life of drugs and money laundering, but it’s not all bad! We’re working on building a relationship again - HEY!” 

“That’s enough - KAY, SHE’S KIDDING,” Cassian leaps forward before she can stop him, yanking the phone out of her hand. He practically yells into it and Jyn cackles a little, leaning back against the nearest street lamp. “I promise you - yeah, look, that’s just the sense of humour she has,” He shoots her a look and Jyn shrugs. “Kay. Seriously. I’m having a good time, ok?” 

When he hangs up the phone, her heart is racing. He rubs his eyes warily and groans, “I’m so sorry, Jyn - I always tell him not to call, but he does it every damn time, I swear -” 

“Hey, it’s fine,” Jyn says.  

They’re quiet for a moment, standing together in the busy street. Around them, fellow party-goers are shivering in coats and vomiting into gutters, staggering through the streets to either carry on to the clubs that hadn’t closed yet, or otherwise reach the bus terminal that would eventually take everyone home. According to her phone it’s after 1am. 

Cassian snorts a little, then. He points out the monstrosity on her head. 

“I’m sorry I made you wear the hat.” 

“Eh, I think it’s growing on me,” Jyn places her hand protectively on her head, as if he might try and take it back. “Admit it, I look amazing in this hat.” 

“You look amazing.” 

Hahahaha. Well, shit. 

(She tries not to blush). 

[currently-lurking-brb]

Boy, do I have a story for you

This is a very petty story and I'm not sorry. So, I am writing this while I have a movie on the tv in the background, I am checking my phone every so often when I receive a message, and I am talking to my dog at a sensible volume whenever I wish to do so. Why am I able to do all this, while watching a film, you ask? Well, I can do this because I am watching it in the comfort of my own home. You see, while at home, you can do whatever you please while watching films, as you do not need to worry about disturbing others. If you wish to watch a film with no disturbance, lights off and phone away, you can do so, or if you wish to multitask like I am doing now, you are also able to do that - because it is your home, your viewing experience, and you can do whatever you like. A cinema, however, is somewhat different. It is a shared viewing experience, and that can sometimes be fun. There are stories of people cheering together in the theatre when the Star Wars theme blared through the speakers during the premieres of The Force Awakens, which I imagine was a wonderful shared experience. Because a cinema trip is a shared experience, it is incredibly important to show a little decorum, and consideration for your fellow cinema-goer. As you can likely tell, I am about to tell you a very frustrating, but somewhat satisfying story. So, today my family and I took a trip to the cinema to see the positively-reviewed Dunkirk. As the trailers started, I turned my phone onto airplane mode, so it wouldn't buzz during the film. Because I'm nice like that. As the trailers were starting, I happened to notice a group of lads come in. It was hard not to laugh, as it was genuinely impossible to tell them apart. All three had bleached blond hair, shaved at the sides and plastered like a solid brick towards the backs of their heads. For the following piece I shall call them Lad 1, Lad 2, and Lad 3, as there was very little else distinguishing them, apart from approximate age. Lads 1 and 2 are clearly teenagers, can't be much more than 16, can't be less than 14, while Lad 3 seems older, possible late 20s/30s. Maybe he's a dad or an uncle, either way, he dresses like he wished he was the same age as Lads 1 and 2. However, I did try not to laugh, because even though I thought they looked like idiots, there are a lot of kind, genuine people in the world who have silly haircuts, and it would be wrong to judge someone by their fashion choices. It was a little harder to not judge when the moment his arse landed in the expensive VIP seat, Lad 2 (seated in the middle, in the row directly in front of me so I could see them very clearly) opened FaceTime to call a mate. You're in the cinema?? Why are you FaceTiming someone? Random, but I push that thought away because it is still the trailers, and not even the trailers based on the movie you're about to watch, so there was a good twenty minutes of adverts before the film was actually due to start. Then, Lad 2 puts his phone away and they all sit very quietly in their seats, watching the adverts just like everyone else. I stop noticing them because I am also watching the adverts. That is what I'm here for. For a little reminder, cinemas are designed so you have very little peripheral vision. You cannot see anything of the row behind you, because of how high the chairs are and the positioning of the rows. However, you can see a lot of whatever is happening in the rows in front, which is why kids used to go to the back row for a quickie in the olden days. If you wanted to see something going on behind you, you would need to twist and crane your neck right back. Any sort of phone/bright electronic-based activity is clearly visible to someone in the row behind you - I thought most people knew this, but apparently not, so there it is, explained. The adverts go wholly undisturbed, until the film actually starts. Lad 2 pulls out his phone, and films a little bit of the screen announcing that we would be watching Dunkirk that afternoon. He then proceeds to add a caption: 'at the pics with @followmyfriend and @followmyotherfriend.' I can see this clearly because he is directly in front of me and his screen is on full brightness. It's annoying. The opening credits are starting - and those who have seen the film know it starts stating some facts and statistics on the true event, which is important to read - and he is still on his phone, attempting to tell all his insta-fans that he's at the cinema, when he had twenty minutes of not-film time to do so. It's really bright, he's taking twelve years to post it and is starting to disturb the whole full row behind him. My mum leans forward and says: "Excuse me? Hi, could you turn your phone off please? It's really bright and right in our eyes." Fair, yes? There's a whole advert asking you to refrain from using your phone during the film, because it's disturbing. That advert happened about three minutes before this event occurred. Lad 2 turns around and snaps: "In ten minutes." ???? Ten minutes is the main exposition of the film. You'll miss a shitload of plot and I'll have to try and watch it while your screen is flickering away?? Nah. My mother retorts, "No, now please." (Teacher voice: activate). The film is starting, the actors are looking dramatically into the middle distance. Instead of watching the film, Lad 1 starts to join to defend Lad 2, whose ego is clearly bruised after being called out by an adult, and starts huffing and puffing generalised 'yeah what are you gonna do hahahaha,' and they are quickly accompanied by Lad 3 telling my mother not to start on them, as he puffs up to look hard as nails. So my dad just says "Don't start," because ya know he's gonna defend his wife, and it's all getting very annoying. My mum correctly points out that they can be removed from the theatre for disturbing other cinema-goers, and they laugh at this. I tell Lad 2 he can tell his insta-fans about the film later, let's just watch it. Tbh I'm probably not the nicest person for that but a literal teenage boy was trying to give lip to a couple of strangers for being asked to be more considerate, and the most fun way to jab at someone after that is to be patronising as shit. I'm from the posher end of Oxfordshire, I can be patronising. The film continues and the Lad collective settles down, and I think: yay! Time to enjoy the film. Wrong! Ten minutes later Lad 1 whips his own phone out, to send a text. I honestly don't understand how it could be impossible to go to a movie theatre and leave your phone undisturbed for a relatively short period of time. Seriously - ten minutes??? I've had farts last longer. Anyway, after the text, which he angled away so my mum couldn't see - but I could - he proceeds to stare at my mother. Lad 2 joins staring at my mother. They're smirking and staring, as if waiting for something to happen. I am directly behind them and tell them not to stare. I'll smugly admit they jump a bit, as they didn't realise I was looking at them, and I may have spat it a little meanly, but fuck it, they were rude and childish, and waiting to be called out on. It's weird to think you'd need to tell someone not to smirk and stare at people, were they never taught it was rude as hell? They proceed to whine: "We just want to watch the movie!" "Then turn around and watch it." Imagine being thick enough to prod and poke to try and start a little drama, and then get upset when someone calls you out on it? Bless. The film goes on, and Lad 3 huffs and puffs every now and then, at first I assumed he was attempting to seem tough and strong in front of the other Lads, but I was corrected later. He was vaping away. In a cinema. Charming. I continue to watch the film, and see little blond plastered heads bobbing away, chatting to each other, leaning close to whisper for a solid twenty minutes. You just wanted to watch the movie? With audio commentary maybe?? By the time we're hitting about the 40 minute mark of the film, I've noticed the solid gel-brick head of Lad 2 twisting around as far as his scrawny neck will take him to stare at me. I am not editing the truth to make myself the hero of a story, I was literally sitting, trying to watch Mark Rylance's beautiful acting. I couldn't have been doing anything to bother the row in front, because of the peripheral vision I mentioned earlier. Regardless, Lad 2 turns around to watch me no less than four times. Why? Are you struck by my ethereal beauty? Fat chance. Can you hear me breathing and is it somehow annoying? Nope. Are you a little shit? Yep. This continues and it's beyond creepy. Like, let it go, little boy. We've hit 45 minutes, it's starting to get really good. This film is intense as hell and I'd highly recommend it. Out of nowhere, I get the eeriest feeling. I already know what it's going to be. I look down and there they are; Tweedle-Fucking-Dee and Tweedle-Fucking-Dumb. They have both craned their necks around as far as they can to look up directly at me. I feel like an acorn that's been spotted by two competing wannabe-alpha squirrels. Squirrels don't even have alphas, so that says a lot, really. By the way - this is REALLY FUCKING CREEPY. What business do you have staring at a random girl??? Is this how you think you get them to like you? It's not. It's predatory and beyond gross. You literally disgust and repel me. I look down at them, they look up at me. Lad 2 smiles, as if he's somehow accomplished something. Then again, he's blessed with my attention, so he should feel lucky (sarcasm). I lean forward, I smile, and very sweetly say "I'm sorry, I thought you said you wanted to watch the film?" Lad 1 sits back and huffs, while Lad 2 has a brain fart. I don't think he managed to comprehend what was going on. He started wildly gesticulating, furiously whispering random babbled words that didn't really made sense. Something along the lines of: "Oh my god!!!! Why are you would you stop this is so I can't believe-" Poor kid can't even pull together a single sentence. No wonder staring was the only weapon in his arsenal. Gormless shit. Again, I find myself wondering: Why would you attempt to start a drama or pick a fight, and then act so surprised and offended when you are called out on it? I don't know, maybe they haven't been taught about cause and effect in school yet. Anyway, while Lad 2 is having his tantrum, Lad 3 gets all guffaw-y, and my dad just gets out and leaves. Lad 3 stands up, and follows shortly after. He is puffed up like an overweight pigeon that's holding in as much vape-shit as possible to attempt to seem big. The next part I wasn't privy to, but my dad filled me in after the film. According to dad, Lad 3 walks straight up to the manager and goes off on one. He claims my dad is picking on 14 year old boys, that he's disturbing him, that he wants his money back, swearing and raising his voice, blah blah blah. The manager stays quiet, as does my father. At the end of Lad 3's tirade, the manager appears confused. She says: "I thought you said they were 15?" OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH Honestly I lost my shit when my dad told me that. Apparently Lad 3 shat himself, and the manager followed procedure. From my viewpoint, Lads 1 and 2 left their seats and never returned. The rest of the film passed by in a breeze of clever cinematography and wonderful acting. On coming out of the cinema, my dad went over to the manager who had taken over from the previous manager, and thanked her for how they dealt with it. The lovely manager then said she was sorry for the disturbance, and offered us free cinema tickets to use. Brilliant. Some may read this and think: 'Hannah this is so mean?' But you know what? If a couple of teenage boys are going to try and act all tough, high and mighty, and think they're really clever, they deserve to face consequences. They thought they were so big, so hard, and we very pettily ruined their Sunday afternoon. My favourite little kick to the teeth for this story is: they facetimed a mate to announce they were watching the film, they texted to announce they were watching the film, they posted on their instagram to announce they were watching the film, and they even forked out more money for the expensive, fancy VIP chairs to sit in to watch the film, and they didn't get to watch the film. This was because they were removed for behaviour that goes against policy - which is clearly stated right before the film starts. Got no one to blame but themselves. I wonder how this afternoon will be twisted, maybe they'll go home to mum and cry that a mean lady was sarcastic to them, and they were wrongly pulled out of a film because a mean old man made up terrible lies about her darling children. Ha. My question is - why? Why do teenage boys like to prove themselves? Why must they show everyone how big their dick is? Why do they feel the need to tell everyone how tough they are - that they could take on the world if they wanted to? I'll tell you why, because they're victims to toxic masculinity. What's that, you say? It's a set of societal conventions that show men are only tough, strong, with washboard abs. They never cry, because emotions are weak and they must punch their way through their sadness. It's the alpha-beta complex that so many men and boys fall for as they learn what a 'real man' is through the media. That's right, boys, not only are you pricks, you're daft enough to fall for mainstream media tricks. I feel sorry for you pricks. Until you carve that chip out of your shoulder, you'll forever live a half life, restricted and you may never feel truly happy and free. You poor, poor things. This is my message to all lads everywhere, or boys/men with the aspirations to be 'one of the lads.' You don't need to be rude and inappropriate to prove how cool you are. You may think you're hard as nails and beyond cool, but you'll likely end up embarrassing yourselves, or being kicked out of a cinema. Trust me, no one thinks that you being a twat is cool. Leave picking fights to the schoolyard, not the real world. Ironically, this happened during the showing of a film that actually defies a lot of tropes that toxic masculinity requires. There are no big, manly heroes, and they never refuse to show their emotions. Dunkirk is a new kind of war film, that acknowledges that you don't need to be the hero to be a compelling character in a story, you don't need to take unnecessary risks to show that you're a real man, and it's okay to be afraid, it's okay to be upset, because to feel is to be human. With the likes of Batman V Superman, Wonder Woman, and Spider-Man: Homecoming, Hollywood cinema is slowly turning around to remove the traits of toxic masculinity from their stories. Of course, this isn't an excuse to the Lad collective, they're still awful. Maybe as films show more realistic expectations for men - as they are currently doing for women - the next generations to come will be kinder, and less likely to huff and puff to try and show the world what big boys they are. I'm petty. I'm not sorry.

[thebest-medicine]

Pick Your Battles

A/N: What I actually got something written? Yes! Cheers to summer and cheers to all the potential SU tickle fights :)

Summary: Pearl, Steven, and Amethyst want revenge for a time when Garnet tickled them silly. 

Words: 1,196

The first thing Garnet noticed when she entered the kitchen, having returned from her mission, was Pearl smiling so uncharacteristically. There was a bead of sweat dripping down from her hairline. 

“Hello Garnet!” Pearl called, a little louder than usual.

“Pearl.” Garnet nodded at her, feeling a tad uneasy. She glanced at the space on her flanks.

“Now!” Amethyst’s voice rang out behind her.

Garnet spun toward the sound but was bombarded by a ball of purple flying toward her head. Steven’s mischievous giggle appeared near her legs, the final tipping point pushing her onto her back on the floor. Garnet struggled but found herself unable to fight off Amethyst, and now Pearl who had joined her in trying to pin Garnet down, without worry of harming Steven who sat over her legs.

“I’ll give you one chance to take this back.” Garnet warned.

“No way!” Amethyst snorted.

“Yeah!” Pearl agreed with a smirk. “You thought you got Steven and I bad last week? You have another thing coming.” She raised her eyebrow at Garnet, who had begun to grow nervous.

Pearl took Garnet’s hands and pinned them under her legs, situating them above Garnet’s head. Amethyst scooted up until she was sitting just over Garnet’s hips, wiggling her fingers menacingly over Garnet’s exposed middle. Steven giggled happily over Garnet’s legs, sitting over her knees and beginning to poke at her feet.

“This is unfair! Three against one!” Garnet called out as she squirmed.

“Well, more like three on two, or maybe we could fuse... That may give us some more strength AND arms to work with!” Pearl grinned down at Garnet.

“Not that we’ll need it.” Amethyst chuckled. 

“Sweet revenge!” Steven declared, signaling the beginning of Garnet’s demise. 

Amethyst’s fingers wiggled into her sides and moved inward and outward across her stomach. Pearl slid soft digits into Garnet’s underarms. She occasionally reached down to tweak at Garnet’s ribs and neck. Steven wiggled fingers against the soles in front of him. He also squeezed and poked Garnet’s knees.

“Nahaha-nohohoho! Qui-hihihihi-quit it!” Garnet snickered out. 

“No way! You always get us.” Amethyst stuck her tongue out, laughing along with her victim as she squeezed up and down Garnet’s sides.

Garnet’s eyes squeezed shut, her smile wide with giggly glee. She felt herself being lost to the laughter, unable to focus on anything other than the tickling sensations. 

Pearl, Steven, and Amethyst found themselves laughing along with the goofy laughter coming from Garnet.

A brief flash and Pearl found one blue arm under one of her legs and a red under the other. Amethyst and Steven laid halfway across each of the smaller gems beneath them. 

Ruby and Sapphire giggled and swatted with each of their free hands, despite the tickling having paused in response to the un-fusing. Sapphire’s laughter was soft, higher-pitched, a quieter giggle. Ruby snorted, similar to Amethyst, when laughing hard. She had a louder, more raucous laugh. Both complimented each other well. 

“Interesting.” Pearl noted after they realized they had literally tickle Garnet apart. 

“Nonononono- stahahop it.” Ruby squealed as she tried to curl in on herself and free her arm.

Sapphire covered her face with her free hand until Pearl grabbed a hold. “Nohoho!” Sapphire cried.

“Only I-hehehe get to mahake her Lahahahahaffy Saffy!” Ruby decreed, kicking as hard as she could while sliding her arm down fast. The attempt for freedom worked, and immediately Pearl was jumped in another brave attempt at freedom, to save Sapphire. 

“Ahahah! No you don’t!” Pearl laughed as Ruby dug into her sides. She reached back with slender fingers and tickled swiftly against Ruby’s sides, underarms, and neck. Struggling to keep Sapphire in place, Pearl fell back and continued to fight Ruby. “Hehehelp me!” Pearl called out.

Amethyst, instead of helping Pearl or stopping Ruby, decided to take advantage of Sapphire’s hands being pinned still by Pearl’s leg. She tried poking around Sapphire’s stomach and armpits, happy with the squeals and giggles she created. 

Steven moved closer to the pile of giggles in front of him, noticing Sapphire’s small blue feet poking out of her dress. He rubbed his hands together deviously, reaching out and grabbing hold of one ankle, only to scribble his fingers all over the sole. 

“NAHAHAHAHA!” Sapphire snorted, jerking all over when Steven began tickling her foot. 

“Oooh.. Sweet spot.” Amethyst grinned. “Good to know.”

“Can sohohohomeone plehehease! I cahahan’t!” Pearl laughed as Ruby started to overwhelm her, tickling harshly all over Pearl’s middle. 

Amethyst nodded at Steven. “Keep that up, I’m gonna help this nerd.” 

Steven moved to sit over Sapphire’s ankles as he continued tickling lightly along her feet. 

“Amethyhyhyst thank yoho- NO! Nahahaho no no no! Hehehehelp Steven! Hahahaha noooOOO!” Pearl howled in surprise. Amethyst had appeared behind Ruby, only to grab Pearl’s legs and begin tickling her thighs, knees, and feet. Ruby climbed further onto Pearl. She smiled in relief that Amethyst had defected to her side in temptation of driving Pearl crazy.

Amethyst’s sudden betrayal caused Pearl to flail out before her legs were caught, freeing Sapphire’s arms just as Steven had her toes in hand. Sapphire bolted up, reaching around Steven to wiggle her fingers all over Steven’s tummy.

“AHA HAHH HA HAHAHAHAH! SAHAHAHAHAPPIRE NAHAHAHA NO!” Steven crumbled forward. 

“You should not give out what you can’t take, Steven.” Sapphire teased. She got one hand under Steven’s arm and had him giggling like a madman. 

Pearl wheezed as she laughed near hysterically, unable to speak clearly because of the skilled tickling of the two ruthless gems. 

Sapphire paused when Steven started to hiccup from laughter. “You know...” 

“What?” Steven panted as he caught his breath. 

“Everyone’s been tickle tortured today except for one...” Sapphire smirked.

“I believe you’re right.” Ruby turned around, stopping her attack on Pearl.

“What? ME?” Amethyst shrugged. “I dunno what you’re talking about.” She began backing away from them, scooting off Pearl and across the floor.

“I think you do.” Pearl grinned as she sat up, her face blue with blush. 

Sapphire reached out with a smile, touching Ruby’s hand. Garnet stood before them, a menacing grin on her face matching Steven’s and Pearl’s.

“No- no way. I’m outta here-” Amethyst scrambled for the warp pad.

“No you don’t.” Garnet called out as she zipped forward and caught Amethyst in her tracks. 

“No no no no!” Amethyst giggled. 

Garnet took her hands while Pearl took her feet, Steven sitting near her middle. 

“You’re all jerks!” Amethyst declared.

“You love us!” Steven laughed. He wiggled fingers against Amethyst’s stomach, making her jump and squeal.

Garnet tickled like spiders up and down her arms, under them, and over her neck. Pearl scribbled over the balls and soles of her feet. She scratched fingers between toes. 

Amethyst just about lost her mind until they finally stopped. Steven flopped forward, laying on her and laughing along with her residual giggles. Garnet laid down above her, running fingers through Amethyst’s hair. Pearl rubbed her feet a bit to fade out the ticklish feelings, only to lay down beside Amethyst and Steven. 

The four (or five) of them laid there in the kitchen giggling for most of the night.