#he literally needs to get behind me sometimes his family always projecting their bullshit onto him

[borgialucrezia]

"Certainly there are moments in the 2nd season where [Juan] manipulates other people in a similar way they’ve been manipulating him. if Lucrezia hadn’t come over during the first war, he would have led all his troops into death. He’s not afraid of dying in that sense, he’s afraid of not being liked or loved and being left by his family. If Rodrigo disowned him he would have done it. I don’t think he’s a coward in that sense." — DAVID OAKES

[steponmepinkjun]

I NEVER FINISHED MY STORY OMG. ok so i left off at being too proud to tell my friend she was right and kpop fucked hard. the difference between u and me is that i’m too good of a liar. too good. i kept up the “i hate kpop it’s cringe” facade for ALMOST TWO WHOLE YEARS, I SHIT YOU NOT. why? bc my dumb ass, extra ass, dramatic ass self thought “ok if i’m gonna have to deal with the embarrassment of admitting i’m wrong, i better do it in such an extra ass way it’ll knock ur socks off so hard that YOULL be the one embarrassed not me.” the original plan was to learn the entire choreography to bts dope, bc it’s the song that she told me to listen to and inevitably the song that got me into them, but later switched to bts fire bc i saw too many of those “choreo matches w any song” videos, and then her birthday party came up. and here’s the real kicker. her birthday is April Motherfuckin Fools. so it would be So Perfect for me to reveal my kpopism as a birthday present And a april fools prank in one. so i was Set on the Reveal being on april 1st, but the day rolls around and god that choreo is so fucking hard and i am Not a dancer. never have been. so i abandon that and go ykno what… i’ll do it Next Year. BC MY BITCHASS WAS LIKE NO THE MOMENT IS TOO PERFECT TO DO IT ON A NORMAL ASS DAY ITS GONNA BE ON APRIL FOOLS ON HER GODDAMN BIRTHDAY OR NOT AT ALL. a year rolls by, i’ve told most of our friends except her and they’re all in on it, i’d made so many subtle kpop references to her without her realising they were fully intentional and had too many scares where she almost figured me out but i lied my way out of it, and i’d given up on showing off with choreography bc i couldn’t make that shit look good. i’m not a dancer. i am, however, a rapper, and a damn good one, so i inhaled the agust d mixtape and decided i’d just rap the eminem of kpop’s anthem at her face. in korean. and change the lyrics at the end (if u haven’t listened to agust d, the bridge repeats “i’m sorry” a lot) to “i’m sorry i kept this from u for so long” and “i’m sorry i actually ult got7 not bts” (this was like the april after skz debuted ok i was holding onto got7 for dear life knowing full well skz we’re going to convert me smh) and the best part? she never saw it coming. her official present was a cd with a bunch of kpop on it but she thought it was just a personalised mixtape for her so i told her to play the first song out loud and she knew the song Instantly. it has a long intro so she was like “i guess u did listen when i recommended u this song!! i knew you’d like it since u like rap so much!!” and then i started rapping and i shit u not. she started SCREAMING. like the initial reaction was her jaw dropping and then instinctively covering her mouth but when i kept going and she realised i wasn’t fucking around she just fucking screamed like a banshee. at the end during the sorry bit i threw off my jacket to reveal a got7 shirt on the inside and she fell off her chair and started rolling around on the floor. needless to say it was every bit as satisfying as i thought it’d be LMAOOOO afterwards her ass was like “I CANT BELIEVE U HID THIS FROM ME FOR OVER A YEAR” and when i tried to explain my ego couldn’t take the “i told u so” she was like “you know i wouldn’t have made fun of you for it right? i would just be glad you’re not hating on my boys anymore” so basically i’m a big dramatic fool and she was always too good for me.

don’t mind the weird spaces here my ipad is being all fucky wucky w me rn. damn sad to hear ur sideblog experience didn’t go so well, i’d have shown u the cool side of the fandom if i knew 😤😤 leading u thru the cursed halls of kpop stan tumblr like a sketchy tour guide that’s actually 3 small raccoons stacked on top of each other like a trench coat, like “over here we have the fanfic writers that honestly need to publish a book, over here we have the gif makers that are responsible for my entire camera roll, if we take a quick swerve past the death threat anons and the twt fanwar screenshots - mind ur feet bub the 14 year olds were tryna make a grab for ur ankles - ah here’s the holy grail of shitposts, you might be here for hours, to the right we have the weird aussie side of the fandom that projects our childhoods onto chanlix but also all the members as we decide what their life in australia would’ve been like, and down there is a secret trapdoor to the blogs w endless random headcanons that will make you laugh, cry or blush depending on if the author woke up and decided to choose violence today. enjoy your Stay!” but then again i’m not so active on tumblr anymore (ngl you’ve become the highlight of my tumblr experience these days, interaction wise,) so maybe all my Local Hotspots are inactive now. i know a bunch of them are, it’s sad. “i don’t fw stan twitter for the same reason i don’t hang out in meth dens” oop. guess i’m a meth addict. no but i get u i rly do, it’s a hellhole out there, but the fact that things get shared and spread a lot easier than on tumblr and how short most things have to be (therefor keeping up w my adhd attention span without having to resort to the mental torture that is tiktok, with the added bonus of not always needing headphones.) that i just. couldn’t leave if i tried. maybe i should try being active on tumblr again but it’s a dying site in comparison.

“their music doesn’t consistently hit for me as much as skz” i’m sorry we can’t be friends anymore. what. what. you don’t dramama ramama ramama hey? you don’t feel a little jealousyyyyyy, naega anin? you don’t shoot out, shoot out, shoot out, or aremdaeun love killa love killa? you can’t be your hero du du du du du du du du du dududu? u disappoint me. literally like everyone i know who likes skz music likes mx music like it’s a rite of Passage. they’re kindred spirits, monsta x music is like skz’s music’s cool but mildly heterosexual older brother. neither of them know what a bad song is it runs in the family. and both their music runs in my VEINS. whenever i describe my music taste they’re always the first two that come to mind, skz being my number 1 bc they are my best boys but mx bc of the Flavour. pls listen to the entire the code album then get back to me 😤🙌 ok but fr ur so right they are 7 of the finest men i ever seen (yes i say 7 bc i’m including wonho cause he deserved better and i’ll die on my ot7 bullshit.) like don’t get me started on them either LOL i LITERALLY downloaded that one insta video of changkyun working out his back n arm muscles w his tattoo showing bc i needed that shit saved for Science. they could do Anything w me like frfr. yes vixx is the bdsm contract group i’m telling ya they wildin. or at least they were. it’s been years since their last comeback idk what they’re doing anymore tbh. and yeah that makes sense, savouring the hyperfixation i feel it, but also i’m so attached to skz that i never let it die. like i hyperfixate on other things and other groups but i will Always go back to skz cause they’re my homeboys. hell, they’re my home. being a predebut stay i’ve spent more time w skz than most of my actual family members at this point. but that’s just me you do u boo xx just know that if ur anything like me ur never letting go once skz it’s been my longest lasting fixation cause they hit like Nothing Else Do. ik i’ve already said that but i cannot stress it enough. they’re really special. i’m gonna stop here before i get all sappy and emotional bc i really love those boys so fucking much and i don’t drop the L bomb often. SIDE NOTE I WOULD LIKE TO SEE UR LIST OF GROUPS RANKED BY THORSt. i need to judge ur Taste. and omg cat&dog is such a guilty pleasure song bc the lyrics make me cringe so much bc while pet play can be fun they be doing it in more of an “i’m an innocent soft dogboy uwu” kinda way that just Does Not Sit Right with me. it comes back to the objectifying of asians that asians themselves don’t help in industries like these and maybe i’m looking too far into it when rly it is just wholesome n cute or maybe they are into some pet play shit idk idc i will bop to the song regardless but i will not acknowledge the lyrics nope.

YOURE RIGHT THO SKZ’S OPENNESS IS IN FACT, A BIG DEAL, i’ll grab them for u if u want but i found these twt threads of skz supporting the lgbt community and i just felt a special kind of happiness man like sure the delusional part of me likes going “haha they’re gay” bc my brain likes to imagine them as my polycule of mlm boyfriends bc sometimes thats what gives me the serotonin to get me thru the day ok don’t judge but also bc it’s nice knowing that yes i’ll never know them personally, but at least i can support them knowing they’d respect my gender identity and my pronouns, they’d respect who i choose to love, and that’s already more than the general public can say so shit, it is special! it’s special that they don’t treat being cishet like the norm - they constantly remove gender from their songs and speech entirely, they don’t assume all stays are female anymore, we don’t talk abt the babygirls incident cause we got babystays in the end outta that ok, and it’s just. so refreshing and important to me bc i can’t get that anywhere else!! like my semi ults are the boyz and while i love them very much and there’s no way all 11 of them are straight i refuse, i do get just a little bit sad whenever they she/her their fandom by default and call them their girlfriends n shit even tho i do still identify as a girl, i’m also genderfluid/nonbinary/transmasc, and i have a very love/hate relationship w my womanhood and rarely use she/her pronouns, cause it’s like, do you not see me? see us? the ones who aren’t cishet women? i mean i know kevin does bc he congratulated a fan who came out as nb but it’s just not the same as the openness we get w skz. like how do i trust cishets i could be supporting them as a queer person when in reality they’d call me a slur. what would i know, behind the screen? so it’s so good that skz go the extra mile to make it a safe space for everyone. this is already long enough i will reply to the second half of that ask in another message… tomorrow cause it’s 1am and i’m tired gn -felix bi anon

I'mma have to start putting these under a readmore so that i don't absolutely make everything who is still following me for some reason go totally fucking insane 😂

NDJDHWJJAHFNAKBSJSBFBHHDBDNAJD YOU HAVE NO IDEA THE FACES I WAS MAKING READING THIS, I WAS FUCKING CACKLING AND GASPING EVERY OTHER SENTENCE SO HARD THAT I SCARED THE CATS NDJWHSHSB the fact that you went "oh you want me to get into kpop? Give me a hot minute, and I'll give you a whole ass private concert for free" biduehsjdbd biiiiiiiiiiitch you're a fucking ICON, I stg I could NEVER 😂 (and not just because I couldn't find a tune if you gave me a printed set of Google maps directions and that I embody the steriotype that white people can't dance, like my sister kept sensing me tiktoks of the whole "dance like a white girl" trend going lmfao look it's you and eventually I was like "sis please this trend has me feeling like being white is a disability and these mothafuckers are being ableist 😭 also I could NEVER be that on beat so yall ain't even doin it right 😭😭😭😭"). Tbh if I told one of my friends (lol what friends, i got jokes) to get into Skz and they showed up at my bday and performed the entirety of I Got It I would simply shower them in money and go "aight everyone else go home, you are no longer needed, you are being laid off, your position has been eliminated, we're downsizing, the company is moving up and you're moving out, you are not qualified for this role any longer, best of luck with future endeavors" 😊

I think part of the reason I can't deal w Twitter is the exact reason I refuse to leave tumblr, in that I've been on tumblr since 2006 and twt since 2008, and tumblr literally has not changed at all, not even a little, whereas going from the early days of twt where there were no corporate sponsorships or ads and you had to manually copy and paste someone's tweet and @ them to retweet it, to how it is now, like 90% ads and showing me shit from the timelines of people I don't even fuckin follow n whatnot, it's just not enjoyable. Idk how anyone finds anything on twt, it confuses and frustrates me because I am old and have not adapted well to technology changing 😂 But arguably, the skz fanbase doesn't want me on skztwt anyways so like it works for both of us lmfaooo. I am old and cringey, and also still think of twt as stream of consciousness whereas tumblr is your teenage bedroom where you can decorate the walls with anything that interests you. I do really love the nonsensical kpoptwt shitposts tho fhshsbdjjss like it is a very specific flavor of mental instability that I enjoy immensely 😂 OH and also I initially misread part of that and thought you were saying you actually irl do meth and I was like 😳 WHAT DO I SAY TO THAT. HOW DO I HANDLE THIS. Like how do I express like "I wasn't being judgy of people who use substances cause I've been there but I was just being insensitive 😳" And then went back and reread it and was like WHEW, IM JUST AN ILLITERATE FOOL 😂😂😂😂 ejeywhdhrhjwbfbdjshdhdhd I spent like an hour bwign like "IS THE REASON WE GET ALONG BECAUSE THEY'RE ON METH???? WHAT DO I DO WITH THIS INFORMATION??????" hrhehshe I am literally a fuckin idiot it's fine

It's not that I don't fw them, it's more like... Okay so like there is no situation in which I am going to skip a skz song if it comes on shuffle. You will not ever catch me NOT in the mood to listen to Sunshine, if God's Menu comes on we are THROWIN the meager amount of booty meat I got hither and thither, I could be in the happiest mood of my life but if Ex comes on I will stop to SOB. And I'm not like that with most music, so mx just falls into the category of "there is a time and place." Idk why but it just doesn't forcibly grab hold of my heart and ass the way skz always does. I really don't WANT my skz fixation to ever end, but I know that eventually it'll stop giving me dopamine bevause my brain is my worst fucking enemy 🙃 like my arcana fixation is to date the longest running hyperfixation I've ever had, going on almost three years, and I used to not be able to spend every single second of every day thinking about Asra, but now... I just feel nothing when I look at arcana stuff. As you can probz tell by the fact that I hardly post arcana anymore 😂 So I know that eventually all my happiness will end, it always does, I can never stay just as obsessed with something as I was for long. I CANT SHARE THE LIST BECAUSE I DONT *HAVE* TASTE YET 😭 I'm basically just compiling a list of any group someone tells me I should look into, ranked by how strong the kitty purred upon googling pics of them 😂 My mom read my ass to FILTH over txt lmfao she was like "they're not that adorable. Maybe your standard for adorableness has gone down with You Know Who still on hiatus 🤔" bfjwhdhd like MOMMAAAAA THE LIBRARY IS CLOSED 😂 she attacks me any time I even hint at stanning other groups, she is a skz purist and stans skz only, unofficial Momma Stay of All Stays keeping me in check lmfao.

I feel like skz really do follow thru on their promise that they're a safe space for stays, it's nice to see that they hold space for anyone and everyone in their fanbase and do it in a really simple and elegant way, I feel. Like they never make it seem like "okay here are the fans and here are the token weirdos that were only recognizing to make a buck off of them" the way a lot of artists make it feel like 😑 like they don't go out of their way to act like it's some revolutionary act to do the bare minimum of not shitting on certain parts of the fandom, if that makes sense. They feel very "yeah, of course we love all our stays, this is a welcoming space for literally anyone, that's how it should be, that should be normal," instead of like "Hi fans we love you 😊 and special shoutout to you ell gee bee tee folk, make sure to buy my rainbow merch after the show!!!" you know? Like, they're the friends who would never make you feel weird or different for some shit, the friends that take the attention off you if something they know ur sensitive about comes up, instead of weirdly snapping at whoever brought the unfomfy thing up which ruins the mood and makes you feel tiwce as bad, yk? They just give off this vibe that they, and the space they create with their music, is just a genuine and chill place to be and hang out and relax and bond. I feel like they'd be the friend group that is so goofy and sweet and silly and accepting and lovely and always makes you feel loved and excited to be alive 🥺 They are all good noodles 🥺🥺🥺

[elisaphoenix13]

Family Isn't Always Blood

It was a good day. A Saturday. When the kids did pretty much whatever they wanted, within the usual rules of course. Most of the time, Peter and Harley spent the day on the couch, watching tv and throwing popcorn or other snacks into each other's mouths, which was exactly what they were doing now. Diana was with Cassie on a shopping trip with Tony's credit card, willingly handed over partially for the reason that they were dragging Quill with them. He told them to draw out the day as long as possible just to make the celestial miserable, and to send pictures of said misery.

Cassie had yet to disappoint.

"Wait wait wait!" Peter rolls off the couch, landing on the floor with a thud, and he scampers to his feet and over to the wall.

"Shoes off!" Stephen says from his meditative pose on the floor when Peter touches the wall.

Peter kicks off his shoes and crawls up the wall, and he moves across the ceiling until he's across from Harley again. The older teen grins and tosses popcorn up to him for another ten minutes until they get rambunctious and Harley was making Peter crawl all over the ceiling to catch popcorn. But because they were teenage boys, it ended with someone getting hurt. Sort of. Peter wasn't fast enough for a piece of popcorn, lunged for it, and effectively fell from the ceiling and onto the floor. He groans loudly and Stephen opens a single eye to make sure his youngest son isn't bleeding or dying. Once confirming Peter was okay, he closes his eye again and returns his focus to his meditation.

"Ugh! Mom! I'm dying!"

Harley tosses popcorn into his own mouth. "You've literally blown off medical attention when you've been shot. You only fell like ten feet from the ceiling."

"Mommy."

Stephen huffs through his nose and opens his eyes. "I'm telling Cassie you called me Mommy."

"I think I broke my everything." Peter whines.

"Everything but your vocal cords." Tony says as he walks into the living room while looking at his phone. "Speaking of Cassie, she sent me a picture of Quill. He fell asleep on one of those benches near the fitting rooms."

Harley cackles. "Dia and Cassie trying on clothes? He'll be there for days."

"Making Porcupine as miserable as possible gives me life." Tony says.

"You're just using the fact that Quill can't say no to the girls against him." Stephen points out and Tony grins.

"Of course I am. It would be stupid not to."

"Boss, there's someone down in the lobby looking for you." FRIDAY says and Tony looks at the video surveillance of the lobby on his phone.

"Who is it?"

"He claims to be Harley's father."

The silence that filled the floor was tense and if a pin dropped, they would have heard it. Tony was staring at the video feed on his phone with an indefinable expression, Peter stopped his fake whining to look up at his father, Harley simply froze and stared off into the distance...but Stephen? He was surprisingly the one who broke the silence. Angrily.

"How dare he." Stephen moves to his feet so fast, that Tony barely finished blinking. "What the hell possessed him to think he can walk back into Harley's life--"

"Honey...Mama Bear is hot but we're not even sure it really is him." Tony says as he rests his free hand on the sorcerer's waist.

Harley, on the other hand, quietly gets up from the couch and looks at Tony's phone, immediately drawing into himself when he does. "It's him."

"Patatino, just say the word and I'll have him thrown out on his ass. I think Happy is here. He'd be more than happy to do it personally." Tony turns off the video feed and looks through his contacts instead.

"I...I have questions." Harley whispers and the engineer nods.

The four of them take the elevator down to the lobby, but Tony tells Stephen and Peter to stay behind in the back while he and Harley approach the elder Keener. Mama Bear was not pleased and they left him prowling near the elevator and Peter. Tony wouldn't be surprised if he resorted to astral projecting to be able to stand in on the conversation, and if he didn't, Stephen would pounce the second Harley gave the slightest indication that he was uncomfortable.

"Mr. Keener." Tony says and ignores the hand held out to him. "What can I do for you?"

"I'll cut to the chase Stark. I'm here for Harley."

Tony chuckles dangerously. "Funny."

"I'm not joking. He needs to be with his real father...with a real family." The man growls out and Harley was actually the one to get into his face.

"Tony is my real dad. These people are my real family. You were the one who walked away! You left Mom, my sister, and me!" Harley snarls out.

"I thought it was best for you at the time! I couldn't take care of you the way you deserved-"

"BULLSHIT!"

"I can now though! I have a house, a good job, and you'll love my wife-"

Harley clenches his hands into fists and glares at his biological father.

"How dare you. You think you can come back into my life after over ten years and take me from a family that cares about me? You weren't there when Mom and my sister died in a fire. Tony and Stephen were. They're the ones that took me in when I had nowhere else to go! They're my real parents! I have a new mom and dad. I have a brother and sister! Aunts and uncles...I'm happy here. I'm not going anywhere with you."

"A man is not a mother. He's a freak."

Harley lashed out. He delivered an uppercut to his biological father's jaw and sent him sprawling to the floor, and stood above him with a glare.

"Don't talk about him like that. As far as I'm concerned, Tony and Stephen are my mom and dad. You're just a sperm donor."

The teen walks away and Tony recovers from his shock with a shake of his head to motion a couple of security guards over and ask them to escort the elder Keener off the premises. Tony follows Harley back to Stephen and Peter, and the four get back onto the elevator, riding it back up to their floor in silence as Harley stews in his anger and upset. As soon as the elevator stops and opens, Harley goes up to his room and leaves behind the other three who look at each other a little nervously before agreeing to give the older teen some space.

The floor was unnaturally quiet when Cassie, Diana, and Quill got home, and when Cassie brought Diana up, she immediately felt the tension in the air.

"Hey...let's go down to my room okay?" Cassie looks to Tony and Stephen for silent approval and they both nod and watch her take Diana back to the elevator.

Stephen silently started on dinner, Harley's favorite in the hopes that it would cheer him up, and Peter watched tv as Tony mindlessly went through emails. Tony hadn't really expected Harley's outburst or the punch, but he inwardly preened at what he had said. They were his family. Well, of course they were, but sometimes they wondered if he was really happy with them. Today erased all of their doubts and Bucky would have been proud of the blow Harley gave his father. In fact, Tony planned to show the entire team. One reason being because he was proud, and the second being that they would see the fruits of their training.

Their oldest child did eventually come out of hiding right before dinner was ready, and to their surprise, he went to Stephen first. Harley approached the sorcerer silently and looked at him with some uncertainty, but then threw himself into his mother's arms who reciprocated immediately.

"I want to be part of this family." Harley mumbles into the sorcerer's chest, and Stephen and Tony glance at each other in confusion.

"You are part of this family Cub."

"I mean for real." More confusion between Tony and Stephen. "You never adopted me, right?"

Oh.

No they didn't. They just had permanent guardianship over Harley because he wasn't ready to be adopted. They were okay with that and told him that if he changed his mind, to just say the word. It didn't mean they treated him any differently though. Harley was their son from the start, even if it took him time to warm up to Stephen. Now the boy called him Mom and came to him for things just like Peter did.

"If that's what you want." Stephen says quietly and brushes aside unruly brown hair.

Harley pulls away just enough to look up at him with red eyes. "I want you to want it too."

"Kiddo, you've always been our kid. Signing adoption papers would only be a formality at this point." Tony says as he slips next to the pair. "Like I said, just say the word."

"I want this."

Tony smiles. "I'll have Pepper send me the paperwork." He kisses the top of Harley's head and leaves the kitchen to search for his Starkpad, and the teen rubs his eyes as he moves out of Stephen's comforting hug.

"I'm making your favorite. Lasagna and garlic bread. Hungry?"

"Yeah."

Harley leaves the kitchen then to join Peter back in the living room, and Diana steps off the elevator a few minutes later when Stephen asks FRIDAY to send her up for dinner. Since it wasn't quite done, she and the boys made a fort out of the couch cushions, pillows and blankets after moving the coffee table and watched tv from within until Stephen called them back into the kitchen. Dinner was relatively mellower than usual for obvious reasons, but Harley cheered up a little by the end of it and returned to the fort with Peter and Diana to watch a movie. They all fell asleep in the fort in the middle of their third Disney movie, and both Tony and Stephen found themselves staring at the kids from the entryway of the living room.

"Should we wake them up and send them up to bed?" Tony whispers and Stephen shakes his head.

"Let's leave them alone." The Sorcerer Supreme looks over at Levi, points at the three kids, and the cloak perks up before happily flying into the fort with a whoosh and settling over the kids like a blanket.

"Let's have another one."

Stephen raises an eyebrow at Tony. "I am not creating another magical baby."

"Who said anything about magic? I was talking about the good old-fashioned baby making." The engineer says with a grin and Stephen snorts.

"I'm Mom, Mama Bear, wife, and occasional matriarch but I am still a man, love."

"Okay. Point. Maybe a little bit of magic is needed."

"No."

Tony gasps. "Mama Bear is saying no to another cub? Who even are you?"

"You can try the good old-fashioned way without magic." Stephen replies as he climbs the stairs to their bedroom and Tony follows.

"I can't say no to that."

The couple retired to bed for the night, leaving their three kids sleeping peacefully in their pillow fort, and Levi keeping them warm. When they woke up the next morning, miraculously with the kids still asleep, Tony made breakfast while Stephen contentedly drank tea and gazed fondly at their kids.

On Monday, Harley's adoption was finalized. He officially became a Stark-Strange.

[ailuronymy]

Book Club: Tallstar’s Revenge, chpt. 19-27 overview.

Meta analysis of Erin Hunter writing tropes and trends, courtesy of two acclaimed e-sports commentators: 

“[Erin Hunter is] like, we need these characters to seem smart, so they will be the ones to call out all the bullshit. But they [the writers] don't go, wait, why is the bullshit even happening, it doesn’t make sense, and then write something better in the first place. I guess because we read these books on such a meta level so often, it really feels like watching one person play ping-pong against themselves, but one persona needs to look good so the other persona keeps giving themselves wedgies at the table and holding the paddle the wrong way. Which is... less impressive overall than just watching a nice normal game of ping-pong.” - S.

“Erin Hunter, about to self-own: I'm gonna pull what's called a pro-gamer move,” - K.   

“Literally! I can’t get past it. I know both players are you, Erin Hunter. I can see you putting on your dunce hat and walking to the other end of the table. You’re not tricking me.” - S. 

This week we’re discussing this chapter through these nine questions. Please feel welcome to do the same and @ailuronymy + use the tag #ailuronymy writing challenge. Happy reading and I’m looking forward to seeing your feelings about this book.

1. First impressions?

K. Oh boy. Lots of emotions, lots of rollercoaster moments. I'm actively hating the things that are happening, all the time, forever.

S. Mood. I would say actively detesting what's happening is the primary emotion now.

2. How did you feel reading this section?

S. Very much bounced between anger and frustration, with moments of genuine delight. Very much extreme ends of the negative and positive spectrum.

K. I don't think I've been more confused and full of pure venom in my life. As a writer I am appalled, and as a reader I am... so uncertain. The good bits were truly lovely to read, though. They made it feel worthwhile, when they shone through.

3. What chapter did you find most interesting/moving/effective, and why?

S. I think it's got to be the conversation with Heatherstar and Barkface. I think that most hooked me. I was also interested with the Flailfoot conversation, although I hated the turn it took. It will be different in my version.

K. Chapter Twenty is the one that actively had me yelling aloud. I was so ready for the Erins to make Tallpaw a tunneller out of sheer fear, and so to see the back-to-back catharsis of Heatherstar disbanding the tunnellers and then Dawnstripe being so A+... god. It got me good.

4. What chapter did you find least interesting/effective/most frustrating, and why?

K. I honestly blue-screened throughout all of Chapter Twenty-Seven, the last chapter. Without anything happening at all,  I saw a swathe of unending, dull descriptive text and my mind just blacked out to save me from comprehending any of it.

S. Was that the moonstone one?

K. Nope, that's like, the very last chapter of our reading. When he leaves the Clan and finds some rogue cat to lead him in the direction of a house.

S. Oh right. I forgot that too. I'm going to go with the Moonstone chapter, though. I fell asleep and dreamed of a better book for that whole time.

5. Is there a passage that stuck in your mind–for good, or not-so-good reasons? What is it, and why did it stand out? Try breaking it down and analysing what this passage does and how.

S. There were several things in this chapter I loved and that really resonated with my concept of Tallpaw and my writing. 

S. “He’d be a warrior soon, then a senior warrior like Hareflight. One day he’d be an elder, limping like Whiteberry and sharing stories from moons ago with his denmates. Above the vast sky stretched toward distant horizon. The Clan looked small and fragile beneath it. Was this it? His life laid out before him like an old story, told again and again through countless moons? Tallpaw’s chest tightened. Suddenly he felt trapped, as though he were in the tunnels once again.”

S. “A thought flashed in his mind. We’re just visitors, like the rogues. We arrive, we eat, we sleep, and then we move on to StarClan. The only difference was that Clan cats stayed in one place their whole life. I’ll only ever see heather and grass and sky. Tallpaw felt WindClan’s borders pressing closer.” I loved this kind of thinking showing up in the story, and I’d have loved way more of this and far far less of literally everything else. You could honestly cut out all of the Sandgorse angst and just lean into this, because it's good and it's real.

S. I also lost my whole mind at this bit: “They’re survivors, like you,” Barkpaw purred. They walked in silence for a while. Talltail gently steered his friend toward Outlook Rock.  “I love this view,” he mewed as he led Barkpaw out across the stone. Barkpaw peered into the night-shadowed valley. “Why? Everything is so dark and far away.”  Talltail sat down, beckoning Barkpaw to sit beside him with a flick of his tail. “Just wait.”  “For what?” The sky was growing pale as the sun pushed up toward the horizon behind them. Glancing over his shoulder, Talltail saw weak rays seeping through the bare branches of ThunderClan’s forest. “You’ll see in a moment,” he told Barkpaw.  As he spoke, the sun lifted above the trees. Sunlight swept the moor and lit up the tips of Highstones.  S. I was basically like fist-pumping. Canonical evidence that dawn is Tallstar's favourite time of day. I didn't know this before I wrote my other story, but damn it feels good. I love when things line up serendipitously like that. 

K.  Absolutely. Those felt so good to read. Not a very long passage, but: “How could his Clan be so unfeeling?” — This isn’t a galaxy brain take or anything, but I do love how evident it is that Tallpaw is just. Solidly projecting his own feelings onto everyone else. They’re not unfeeling, dog! You are!!

6. What themes have you noticed in this section? Are these themes a continuation of the themes you noticed in the first section, or has the story’s focus changed since then?

S. In the first chunk, I picked out "division" as a theme. And that feels very true still, as far as what's happening in the story. It's even more emphatic, with Palebird pushing Talltail out of her family (or so he feels, and with reason, in my opinion) and his self-imposed removal from the clan.

K. "Desire" might also be poignant for this section, actually. Talltail's desire to go off on his own, Barkface's desire for Talltail to be happy, so many other background characters doing something with their lives to have a new start (while Talltail broods).

S. Yes! I agree there. It's actually pretty interesting how the clan's unity in the face of tragedy and their kinship with the visitors is actually a big catalyst for Talltail to feel that division happening. The more together they are, the more apart he feels. I think desire is true of this too. There's--as always--a lot of emphasis on individuality, and choosing your own destiny and doing what you want.  It reminds me of that line from Hawkheart that I really liked, how every cat has to choose their destiny.

7. If you were going to learn a lesson from this section, what lesson would it be? What message stands out to you most clearly? Do you agree with it?

S. I think insofar as I can glean a lesson from this section, I'd go with learning from Heatherstar: sometimes it will be difficult to help people and they might resent you for it, but if you have the power to make a positive change, you should act, even though it's hard. S. That feels very appropriate, given the state of the world right now. So many people are angry that authority figures are telling them to stay home and prevent the spread of COVID, and are resenting the very people who are trying to save their lives. I can see that same issue playing out so clearly in these chapters, after the death of Sandgorse in the tunnels.

K. Absolutely. It's so, so easy to direct anger towards something or someone tangible, rather than accepting that there are things that Just Happen and there's nothing you can do about it.

K. I was going to say something very similar: the things you need to make yourself better aren't always the things you want to hear. So many people try to help guide Talltail away from his anger or towards other, much healthier ways of thinking -- all of them trying to tell him he doesn't HAVE to be a tunneler is one moment -- and he just HATES hearing it, every time. He doesn't want to accept it. It feels better to be in his emotions about it, even if that's most obviously the worst thing he could be doing for himself and for others. Sometimes you just have to let other people give you the honest to god vibe check and learn to put your heart down for a bit, to see what you need to see.

S. Definitely. I feel that getting better necessitates taking responsibility for yourself. It seems like Talltail is resisting that, maybe because it's difficult to be honest with yourself. If you try, you risk failing. And the problem with any kind of self-improvement or recovery is that it's overall made up of little moments of trying to be better every day. That's so much failure to face, it can feel insurmountable. Whereas one grand gesture of revenge? So much easier.  Anger is a motivating emotion, so if you stay in anger, you can often get things done. But anger is also an emotion that makes it harder to react with patience or think clearly. A double-edged sword, if you will.

K. Absolutely. Pinning "if I complete X Task, I will feel better and fix myself" on some big goal is way easier.

S. I think that's what's happening for him at this time. He's not willing to do the mundane, scary work of trying to be better each day, and is going for something he thinks will alleviate guilt instead. But of course it won't.

8. The title of this novel is Tallstar’s Revenge. How do you feel about that title so far? Does it reflect the content of the story well, or would you choose a different title? What alternative title would you suggest?

S. I personally feel the title sets up the story poorly. Because I knew it was hinged around revenge, I was alert and looking for it from the start. I was paying attention to potential betrayals or crimes, so on. And when I realised this extremely unlikeable awful character, Sandgorse, was the catalyst, I got real mad.

K. I don't even know what better title would work, since I'm honestly not very fond of the Super Editions titles. They just... all do the same, on-the-nose shit and it makes it very boring from the start.

S. I think if we were allowed to tweak it a little, The Forgiveness of Tallstar, would be a title I would potentially enjoy more. There's an ambiguity to it, re: who is being forgiven. Is it Tallstar who needs to be forgiven, or is it Tallstar doing the forgiving. And I think you could thematically tie that in so much better to the kinds of beats this story is already showing up.

K. The only like, quote from the book that I think you could mangle into a title is "We guard the edge of the world," which like... I dunno, having something like "On The Edge" included in there feels right. The book's obviously full of big tension and drama within Windclan, while also noting that they literally are on the fringe of Clan territory.

S. I think maybe Beyond the Edge of the World? Since that’s essentially where Tallstar’s journey takes him? 

K. Yeah!

9. Many of us read because we’re curious to find out what’s next. How has curiosity featured in your experience of this book? What’s motivated you to keep reading?

K. Hoo boy. Honestly, half of the reason I'm reading is just with crossed fingers that somehow, SOMEHOW, Talltail becomes better. I know he must. He has to.

S.  For me, curiosity is a big part of why I'm reading--and continuing to read--this book. I want to know what happens next! I'm just usually expecting not to like it.

Final notes:

K. I'm excited for Jake to show up, because I feel that'll help break up whatever the hell Talltail is doing. He needs an excitable twink to break him from the evil fog he's in. S. I don't know if Jake is a twink, honestly. K. Oh, very true. We do love a good himbo. S. He's a bit of a rolypoly boy, according to the wiki. K. OH, even better. K. I forgot that Talltail is the twink. S. He's just a long sad string bean.

K. I AM APALLED AT THIS TURN OF EVENTS, ERIN K. This book is… it’s like being consistently starved to death and then given like, a single apple slice and going ravenous for it. There are so many moments that FEEL great (even if they’re not miraculous, writing or content wise), almost solely because so many things that precede them straight up cause my reader brain to flatline. The despicable one-two punch of Chapter Nineteen into the handful of great moments in Chapter Twenty makes me feel like I’m being waterboarded by Erin Hunter. K. Erin Hunter, holding my head down into the waters of godawful content, before yanking me up for air to see Heatherstar and Dawnstripe saying Good Things just to shove me in again. S. I can't disagree with you. S. I genuinely had moments of going "yeah!!!" followed by "NO!!!" like that one John Mulaney skit.

S. Anyway, I'd like to start us off with a familiar old Erin Hunter classic theme, quoting my notes:  - "Is it even a Warriors novel without multiple birth scenes?" - "Oh excellent another peripheral birth scene, I felt that there wasn’t quite enough in this book so far" S. If I don't have multiple women moaning and/or shrieking and/or groaning from birthing pains in my Warriors novels, I'd be devastated. K. It'd break the immersion.

K. I am very happy to see Deadfoot on the scene though, even though he shows up for like. .5 seconds before he's gone. A very good and lovely baby boy. S. “Tallpaw turned back and tucked his nose under the black tom’s belly. “Hang on!” he warned, flipping the kit onto his shoulders. Tallpaw purred as the young kit dug his tiny claws into his pelt, and carried him over to his littermates.” uhhhh what the fuck K. YUP K. Y U P K. HEY ERIN S. Let me just uhhh toss this child like a sack of potatoes over my cat shoulder real quick. K. Tiny Tim over here S. I lost it. I'm like, you really don't care what cat bodies can do, do you?  K. Erin Hunter: hmmm what if we just pepper in some wack shit. Like, what if it's just. Nonsensical as fuck. Who's gonna tell us we can't? Harper Collins? S. And the answer is: of fucking course not, kitty kung fu time.

K. “You’ve turned mean, Tallpaw,” Reena spat. “ That’s why you’ve got no friends anymore. Whenever a cat comes near you, you bite their head off.” “So?” Tallpaw hissed. “At least I don’t kill them.” “See what I mean?” Reena’s gaze hardened. “Why don’t you talk to me once you’ve finished feeling sorry for yourself?” — God I love Reena, calling it like it is. S. Mood, but also: hate Erin Hunter for doing this to him, over Sandgorse. K. "Flailfoot is trying to reason for a Sandgorse Redemption Arc and I will NOT be having it, you LOSE sir, GOOD DAY," S. Note two from my notes page: "I DON’T CARE ABOUT SANDGORSE" S.  Gets abused by father. Father dies in what is objectively an accident caused by his own defiance and hubris. ??? Goes on a hateful revenge spiral to try and make daddy proud. K.  The worst part is that, unlike Bluestar's which was a fucking awful mess the entire way through, this one gives us just enough to show that the Erins are capable of like. SOMETHING. They can write okay things! They know what they're handing us is bullshit and they do it anyway! It's infuriating. S. From a writing perspective, it's kind of fascinating to see this all happen, because like. What a fucking horrorshow. S. Really feeling in this moment for the people who think Erin Hunter is a good writer. They're getting swindled on Sherlock is Garbage and Here's Why levels. S. Where's the secret good fourth episode, Erin???

K.  “Tallpaw’s wish to learn the skills that led to his father’s death shows true courage.” — HEATHERSTAR WITH THE PREMIUM ROASTS K. Followed by: image: “fuck them [tunnels]” K.  “Shrewpaw!” Dawnstripe glared at the apprentice. “Show some respect to your Clanmate.” Hareflight joined them. “Stop teasing him, Shrewpaw!” “This has gone beyond teasing!” Dawnstripe snapped. “If Shrewpaw were my apprentice, I’d claw his ears.” — HOLY FUCK, GET HIM K. The fact that nobody has noticed Shrewpaw using his claws during training is fucking ridiculous, though. He's done it the whole book, Erin. They would know. They would know. S. Admittedly don't love how everyone's concept of discipline is straight to violence, but we'll overlook that, I guess. K. I understand that like, bullying is something that can go unseen very often, but like. Come on, man. S. Yeah. It's like wearing knuckledusters to a playground fight. Hard to overlook.

S. It's what happens when your characters don't have internal worlds. They're just props standing there until you need them, not people watching and listening to what you're writing right in front of them. S. The problem with Erin Hunter's writing for me is that by this point it's hard to read their female characters generously. S. Most of the time I can go, "okay but if we pretend this woman is real, what rich inner world does she experience?" and try to pick up where lazy writers leave off, but like... Erin Hunter's characters are so vapid. K. It's horrible to read. It's just the worst. S. Not just the female characters, but especially the female characters. And I hate it. K. I'm genuinely surprised that Dawnstripe and Heatherstar haven't been mangled already, but honestly, half of my rage at this book comes from their moments, because it shows that the Erins know exactly what they're doing and how bad this fucking plot is. K. Two major background characters are constantly talking about how things Should Not Be The Way They Are, and it just makes me wanna bang my head on a wall. I know you can see the elephant in the room, Erin. You know this. You know the bad things you're making. S. I genuinely feel that’s why they do it. They make bad plots because it’s easier to make certain characters seem smart or likeable if everyone’s a rude idiot.  S. They’re like, we need these characters to seem smart, so they will be the ones to call out all the bullshit. But they [the writers] don't go, wait, why is the bullshit even happening, it doesn’t make sense, and then write something better in the first place. S. I guess because we read these books on such a meta level so often, it really feels like watching one person play ping-pong against themselves, but one persona needs to look good so the other persona keeps giving themselves wedgies at the table and holding the paddle the wrong way. K. FUCK, THAT'S EXACTLY IT S. Which is... less impressive overall than just watching a nice normal game of ping-pong. K. Erin Hunter, about to self-own: I'm gonna pull what's called a pro-gamer move, S. I just can't get past it. S. I know both players are you, Erin Hunter. I can see you putting on your dunce hat and walking to the other end of the table. S. It makes it really hard to sink into the story. Whenever something stupid happens, I'm brutally yanked out of the narrative, and it's happening constantly at this point, because of the direction they're taking Tallpaw. S. I've tried to like, put that aside and imagine his perspective, but it's so challenging for me to envision an experience where I'm a nice boy on a moor with an idiot backwards dad who bullies me and tries to control my life with emotional manipulation and disregard for authority, and then he dies of the thing everyone was saying was super dangerous and off-limits, and then I lose my mind because I didn't make him proud while he was alive (which he's not anymore, because of tunnelling) so I need to do the thing that killed him (which is tunnelling). S. Tallpaw can't be smart and also have this characterisation for me. It's too incongruent.

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Game Changer

Chapter Three: True Introductions

Word Count: 4133

Warnings: Fluff, language, slight argument angst

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My eyes flutter open as Buster pounces back into the bed and laps at my face; I let out a small giggle as I swat him away to cage him against my chest and press kisses into his head.

"Sorry, love." My eyes flicker back to Leon, who is shutting the door behind him as he re-enters the room. "He woke me up to take him outside, but he got away from me before I could calm and wipe him down."

I wave my hand dismissively, it wasn't unusual for Leon to spend the night but he definitely wasn't used to my newest family member. "You're fine, he does that." I whisper as Leon crawls back into bed and attempts to pull me into his side, even with the dog wedged between us.

"We should sleep longer-" Lee is cut off by Buster lapping at his face, Lee gagging in annoyance while I giggle.

"I don't think that's gonna happen." I whisper back, tugging the pup against my chest to rub his sides. Buster lets out a little yip, wiggling out of my grasp, and bounding off the bed, bouncing from side to side as a sign of its time to get up and start the day. "C'mon, Leon, let's get up."

He groans and pulls my pillow over his head in an attempt to drown out the world, "But it's only seven."

"Yes," I giggle, grabbing his foot and giving it a quick squeeze which causes him to squeak and yank his foot away. "And this is the time I usually get up with him so I have no choice." I stand straight and stretch my back before walking toward the door, "Keep sleeping if you want though-"

"No," he sighs, throwing both my pillow and the sheet off of him and grabbing his long-sleeve shirt that had been discarded to the floor the night before, "I'm coming." He mutters before following me out of the room, yanking the shirt over his head as he does. The bathroom was already occupied by who I could only assume was my dad who has always been an early riser. Leon walks into the kitchen and immediately starts looking in the fridge while I get Buster's food ready. Leon sighs in annoyance. "What do you want to eat, love?"

"I don't know, what sounds good to you?"

"That's why I asked you." He chuckles as he shuts the door and leans against the counter. He watches me as I mix the food together before I place it on the dog mat.

When I turn to look at him, he has a small smile etched into his features. "Whatcha thinking about?"

He shrugs softly, "Just thinking about the possibility of doing this every morning, sometime in the near future." He muses, hair matted from last nights sleep. His facial hair is getting more stubbled and his eyes still slightly puffy with sleep.

"Yeah, I'd like to see that too." I whisper as I move to wrap my arms around him, Lee sighs into my hair. The two of us stand like that for a few minutes before his stomach growls, causing him to groan and me to giggle. "Okay, pancakes." I state making him groan for another reason.

"I love pancakes-"

"That's because you actually know how to make them," I tease, making him place a hand over his heart in mock offence.

"Rude-"

"I only speak the facts!" I sing, turning toward the pantry and pulling the instant mix from its place beside the flour.

"And yet you make instant; the horror." He mutters, arms looping around my waist as I make the mixture. When I don't respond he sighs and leans his head against mine, listening to me humming while I figure out the correct amount of water to powder. Once done, we shuffle to the stove, because somebody refuses to let go, and I begin making the pancakes, one at a time. Leon groans again, "This is going to take forever."

"Well, I guess you will just have to deal." I hum, smiling as he groans again and buries his face into the croak of my neck in fake annoyance. We stand there for a minute, the only sound is the pancake mix sizzles in the pan, until I hear Lee take in a breath. "What are you do-" I stop, squealing as Leon blows a raspberry into my neck. I immediately laugh, legs giving out as he pinches and tickles my sides, dragging me away from the stove as the spatula hits the ground with a loud crack. "Leon!"

He laughs into my neck before blowing again, nipping in between as his hands move around my sides again. I fight for a few minutes until I am able to turn sideways and manage to get to his side, pinching the skin. He lets out his own surprised laugh as he tries to defend himself, but to no anvil. I manage to maneuver enough so he is underneath me and I'm straddling his waist, tickling everything I can reach while attempting to restrict his hands. "You little shit-"

"You started it!" I laugh back, tickling around his neck as he attempts to get away. I feel him move his leg up so it's bent, "Don't you dare-"

He flips us over and pins my hands above my head and blows one last raspberry into my neck before tickling me again. My screams echoing around the house.

We both hear someone clear their throat and look up to see my family looking at us. My dad shakes his head, chuckling softly. "Do you two know what time it is?"

Him and I look at each other, before I notice the smell in the air and gasp, "The pancake!" Before Lee is scrambling up to grab the pan and douse it in water. After the bit of smoke cleared out, I look at my family who are desperately trying not to laugh. "Well, I think it's too early for this bullshit-"

"(Y/N)!" My mother laughs, half-heartedly covering my little brother's ears.

The morning continues without any other problems, mom ends up taking over the pancake making. Once everyone has eaten, Lee offers to help my dad clean his office while I finish up some homework; especially since Aiden had to "work on a project" at his friend's house. My dad happily takes the offer, having the two of them leave while my mom takes my brother over to said friend's house.

I take the time to finish up my homework, and by the time Leon comes back, I have completed what was needed to be done. This makes Lee smile as he follows me to the bathroom so I can make myself look at least a little presentable and brush my hair.

"Perfect," he rubs his hands together while I run a brush through my hair, I pull the brush down to pull the strands that are stuck and roll my eyes when I find several purple ones. "I say we go on a date then."

"And what would you suggest, boyfriend of mine?" I tease, setting the brush on the sink and looking at him through the mirror.

He shrugs, leaning against the little length of wall next to the shower. "An indoor date."

I roll my eyes at that, "And what is an indoor date?"

He spins me around before grabbing my cell phone off the counter, he unlocks it with ease before showing our favorite take-out place already on speed dial. "That we order take-away and go play video games in your basement-"

"Eww, the basement is not clean enough for a date." I pout, making him pout back.

"You could always have it in the living room." My mother suggests as she passes the room, she has the laundry basket resting on her hip. "Your father and I are going to see Barb and Dan tonight for dinner and won't be home til later, and Aiden won't be dropped off until ten. You two will have the house to yourselves."

Leon smiles at me, "So what do you say, (Y/N)?"

I smile back at him before popping onto my tippy-toes and kissing his cheek. "Sounds perfect."

The two of us settle in the living room after getting food, I throw on youtube while we eat as background noise, nuzzling into his side as we chow down. After we played Mario Kart for awhile before switching over to another game.

Leon is playing on his profile on Mario Odyssey, complaining that he couldn't remember where he had left off and just wanting to get to the next level. I paugh as I grab my case and put away Mario Kart. My eyes fall on the Pokemon game that has been left untouched for the past few weeks.

"How far did you make it?" Leon asks, pulling me from my thoughts. Before I can answer we hear the tell-tale sign of Mario dying causing Leon to groan. "I literally looked away from the screen for two seconds."

"You could have paused it-"

"I was distracted by my beautiful girlfriend," he smiles, bumping his shoulder into mine. "C'mon, how far did you get?"

"Uh, the fourth gym." I look back at it. Now or never I guess. "Would you wanna play?"

Leon smiles brightly, "Yeah! I've never played the games before so this'll be a trip." He laughs as I reach for the remotes and end the game so I can stand and set it up. Once set up I rejoin him on the couch, Leon tugs me into his side as he settles in and takes the controller. I explain the instructions quickly before telling him to go ahead and start.

As the game opens, he smiles at the music already playing. As the intro rolls, his eyebrows knit together in confusion. He lets out a nervous laugh. "Huh, weird coincidence that its Galar region." He pauses, eyes skimming over the chairman's name, "And the chairman's name is also Rose." When Rose introduces the champion, Leon stays quiet, and he continues to do so as Raihan challenges the champion and Charizard dynamaxes. He lets out a breath after the Shield logo flashes across the screen and it gets into the main story. He doesn't click anywhere further as it moves along to the next scene, only when it pauses on Hop entering the house does Leon let out a shaky breath, his whole body stiff beside me. "(Y/N)?"

"Yes, Leon?"

He moves away from me slowly, moving so his elbows settle on his knees. He runs a hand over his face then through his hair. I watch as he turns his head toward me, his eyes turning red from unshed tears of what I can only assume are from frustration. "That's my brother." He whispers, eyes falling back to the screen where it's paused. "And, and that was my boss, and the champion was me." He runs a hand over his face again before pushing himself up and tugs at the roots of his hair. He slowly turns to look at me, betrayal in his eyes, "Are you messing with me?"

"Are you with me?" I ask, voice suddenly shaking. "Because I have been wondering the same thing for two weeks."

He brings his fist to his mouth, biting on his knuckles before shaking his head vigorously, "You have known about this for two weeks and haven't thought to talk to me about it!" He's angry, but I can tell its more out of fear and confusion more than the fact I didn't tell him.

"Lee," I whisper standing slowly, which causes him to take a step back and walk away from me. "Lee," my voice is a little stronger now, hoping he will stop as he walks into the kitchen. "Leon, stop for one God damn second and talk to me!"

"I don't even know what to say (Y/N)!" He yells, spinning on his heel to face me. "I just played, what, five minutes of a game that I saw the Chairman, my brother, my best friend, and myself all appear in. What do you think is going through my head right now?"

"So you didn't know-"

"Arceus, (Y/N), do you think I would be this upset if I knew?" His eyes are much wider now, lips trembling. He shakes his head, "Why didn't you tell me-"

"You think I didn't feel the same way playing? That I didn't stop and panic when I had my character run through the town that I have envisioned since you told me about it?" I take a step forward and this time he doesn't move away. "I was scared senseless, I thought maybe you were pulling my leg-"

"I may be a big star in Galar but that doesn't mean I have an in everywhere." He says it more of a joke, and it lightens the mood for a bit, but I still shift from side to side. He moves to place a hand on my cheek, gently rubbing the skin there with his thumb.

"Leon?" I whisper, making him nod at me to keep going. "Can you be honest with me, one hundred percent honest? I know that is a game, but is anything else, is everything else true? You've mentioned Wooloo, Rookidee, Nicket, and so many others. Hell, I've seen them in the game! So are Pokemon real where you come from, is what the game has alluded to true, is that your reality?"

Leon sighs, his forehead touching mine. I let him take his time, especially since I didn't warn him ahead of time. He opens his mouth softly, "Yeah, uh that's my life. I am the champion of Galar, have been for ten years as of this summer." He sighs gently, his hand that isn't holding my face falls to my other arm, sliding down to intertwine our fingers. "I was afraid of saying anything before you came with me because I didn't know if you would believe me, and if you didn't believe me and everything fell apart-" He shakes his head.

"Hey," I bring his attention to me, here and now. "Leon I am not going to leave you, I know why you didn't tell me, I have nothing to be upset about. I'm sorry I didn't tell you when I found out. I was scared of what I was going to find out but," I give his hands firmly. "There is nothing we have to worry about now, okay?"

I feel him nod before he leans down and kisses me. "Yeah, nothing to worry about."

A bit of excitement suddenly runs through my veins. "So you do have Pokemon?"

Leon's laugh bellows throughout the room and tugs me into a hug. "Of course you would want to know that." He teases, moving so that he lifts me up and spins me around in a circle.

"You know I have been a fan for forever you cannot blame me for being excited!" I laugh, pulling myself closer to him until he sets my feet flat on the ground. "Okay but," I pull away to look at him. His eyes are filled with amusement. "So how weird is it to come here and see animals-"

"We still have animals, love." He sways us side to side before leading me back to the living room. "Just most of them come with people when they move to Galar."

"So if I moved to Galar, I could bring Buster?" I practically sing, bouncing on my heels making him laugh.

"Yes, you can bring Buster." Lee laughs and I fully bounce in front of him. He wraps his arms around me and holds me to him. "Alright, my love. Now how much more of this game is like my home?"

I lead him back into the living room and grab the controller off the couch, handing it over. "You gonna find out?"

Leon bites his lip as he grabs the controller from my hand and settles back on the couch with me pressed into his side. He plays the game for about an hour before he asks to switch over to my game to see what he can't see yet. He smiles at my team that I have at the moment. "Look at your Cinderance, he looks happy."

"Yeah, he's a good boy. I also love Daisy. She's my Toxtricity." I point her out to Leon since I am camping, his arm wrapping about my shoulder. "And don't call me out, but I have way too many Pokemon and I go by what can actually defeat the gyms."

Leon laughs, especially when he saw the team I had for Allister's gym before I moved my team around. "I can see why, especially since you haven't played in awhile-"

"But Daisy and Scorch are always on my team." I defend, making a face at him.

He chuckles, "Have to have your constants, right baby?"

I nod smiling at him, "but I lost to Allister so I'm leveling up the team before continuing."

"That's fair, he's a tough kid." Leon praises, making me smile.

"Did your team change a lot as you grew as a trainer?"

He nods, "Oh yeah, but my team is pretty consistent now. The other Pokemon I caught as a kid I ended up either releasing or I released them into a program."

"Program?"

He nods, "It's to give other kids in the region who can't go out and catch Pokemon on their own. Some are medically required."

"I love that!" I squeal, leaning into his side and wrapping my arms around his middle.

He chuckles as he pulls me flush against him before kissing the top of my head. "You know, now that you know about everything, I can video chat with my mum and brother and you can also meet my team..."

I roll my eyes, "Do they even understand video chat, Lee?" I tease as he checks his phone for the time, it was a little later.

"Kind of?" He scratches the back of his head as he shoots a text to his mom, checking to see if we could video them. "They can hear the voices at least. But the question for you that I have is about winter break."

"What about it?" I smile, leaning my head against his chest.

He hums as his mom tells him that they are both home, they just have to set up the camera. "I was able to get your passport approved."

I sit up a little, and look at him in disbelief, "You were? So does that mean you are asking...?"

"That you should come to Galar for part of your break? Yes, yes I am. If you are comfortable."

I smile in excitement, but then reality sets in, "How much are the flights-"

"Covered, both to and from." He states, holding my face. "I really want you to come. My family and my friends are excited to finally meet you." He smiles, letting out a small laugh, "Rahian has been bugging me since I met you four years ago to meet you."

"I have to figure out how Christmas is going to go." I tell him, making him nod back.

"Understandable," he sighs, he checks his phone before smiling. "But what do you think? About, you know coming to-"

I lean forward his hands falling to my neck as I kiss his lips. He sighs and smiles into the kiss. When I pull away, Leon attempts to try and reinitiate the kiss but he stops when I breathe out a soft, "I'd love to."

"Really?" He smiles widely as I lean forward and peck his lips again before nodding again. "I'm so excited," he whispers. His phone buzzing pulls us apart, Leon looking down at his phone, "Oh, uh would you wanna go grab your computer? My family can Skype now."

I nod and stand, calling over my shoulder, "Grab the t.v. tray so we have something to set it on, okay?" I walk away to grab my school computer, opening up my Skype app as I walked back to the living room. Lee takes it immediately and logs me out and logs himself back in. After only thirty seconds the username hopscotch_11 popped onto the screen. "Please tell me that is Hop." I laugh as Lee answers a quick 'yup', smiling a little more widely.

The screen lights up and shows a boy and a woman. The woman I recognize from all the photos that Leon had shown me, her long purple hair is thrown up into a bun. The boy looks identical to Leon, except his hair is a lot shorter, and spiked up. They both smile widely as Hop bounces in his seat, "Lee!" he calls into the speaker, laughing as I lean forward to turn down the volume a bit.

"Hop," the woman scolds, making him smile sheepishly.

"Sorry, sorry, I'm just really excited." He shifts in his seat, places his hand off the side to push something else off screen, "No, you can't be on screen-"

"She knows, Hop," Leon laughs, making Hop that much more excited.

"Phew! Good cause Wooloo wants to be on screen too." Immediately, the fluffy bundle appears in the corner of the screen, bleating. I awe at the creature, placing my hands over my mouth. "This is my Wooloo, (Y/N)! Lee caught him for me!"

"Well, he is adorable!" I call, giggling.

Leon wraps an arm around my shoulders, "(Y/N), this is my little brother, Hop. He not only is my biggest fan, but my biggest supporter no matter what I do; except coming out here-"

"You still went," Hop huffs, obviously annoyed that Lee would even bring up the subject. "And you two still met so you can't blame me!"

Leon rolls his eyes before motioning to his mother, "And this is my mother, Michelle. She raised the two of us with the help of my grandparents."

"Who have recently moved down the road actually, but they are still around." She smiles and nods to us, "It's so nice to meet you finally, (Y/N). We have been so excited to finally see your smiling face."

"It's nice to meet you both too." I smile, "Lee talks about you both so much, it already felt like I knew you both, but now I have real faces to put with what I know-"

"Okay, but I do have a question." Hop cuts in, making his mother give him a disapproving look while Lee and I laugh. "How did you figure it out? Like the Pokemon thing?"

I look at Lee, who shrugs softly, "Well, I got a new game and the region the game is set in was Galar, so I got suspicious. I made Lee play it and well, he had to explain everything-"

"Which is another reason we are calling because it's easier to talk now that we don't have to hide anything." Lee cuts in, smiling at me.

"Wait, so does that mean she wants to meet the rest of your team?" Hop questions excitedly, making his mom glare at him.

"Hop-"

"I'm just asking!"

Lee laughs, making the two of them relax a bit, "Eventually, but I also wanted her to meet you guys cause I am hoping she will come up for break."

Michelle giggles, "Take all the time you need, dear. We know you are in school and working hard. We will be excited to see you whenever you make it out here."

"Thank you," I smile, moving a little as Buster jumps into my lap.

Hop shifts in his seat, looking back at us and his mom before whispering, "I could just take the computer outside..."

"Hop-" his mother warns.

"Go ahead, Hopscotch," Leon laughs. "(Y/N) is excited to see them too."

Hop bounces up and grabs his coat, "Mum, can you carry the computer for a sec so I can set up a spot and grab Lee's pokeballs?"

She chuckles as Hop runs off screen, "Your brother, Lee. He loves those Pokemon."

"I know," Lee chuckles. He turns and looks at me as I can hear Hop and his Mom in the background.

"I want to come to Galar," I whisper, making him look at me with a soft smile. "Show me your town, where you grew up. All the sights and favorite things that make you you."

Lee kisses me softly before Hop cuts us off. "Are you two done? We have lots of introductions to do!"

Lee smiles at me before nodding to his brother, "Who we starting with, Hop?"

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A/N: Hello hello! Hope you all are having a great day! Here is chapter 3, see you all on Monday. Lemme know if you wanna be tagged!

Masterlist

[twinflameshardcore]

A huge release, new reality, new fire

I’m back for a moment. In March my higher self told me to disconnect from everybody, to stop sharing, but focus on myself. I haven’t reached out to the twin since then because I felt I stretched myself and I had to re-balance our energy as too much of my energy was on him. I haven’t achieved anything specific but apparently it was so he could get in touch with himself and understand that I didn’t go crazy when I started channeling and sharing with him intensively all what I received. And he was not in touch before and after so I had enough. There’s a new hope though, as things are finally set in motion after such a long tiresome season of planetary retrogrades and purging!

On May 16th we had a major ‘come back’ and a merge in spirit, through inner pain though I knew we had to do this when it appeared because the new fire is just behind that phase of tearing us through pain. I was pulled to lay down in bed and close my eyes and focus on the twin. It was like a command from the higher force, so the body pushed me to apply. I felt my twin’s spiritual call too. There was this feeling that I wanted to ditch everything I had here and tumble down like a ball from a hill, to leave my old life and forget everything except for the twin. Nothing in the world can be a replacement for each other, no hobby, no work, no time killers. There was this urge that we wanted to be together right here-right now. It’s our soul’s pull unlike before, soul’s parts are  desperate to come together and melt into One. Pain was in the soul only and then I knew there would be some new turn of events next, something we’ve been waiting for. I then received many more channelings about an importance of us, myself, human angelics and things like that so the entire picture is 70% cleared up. And now there’s a new unexpected hype in me! It seems it’s related to the nods and astrology (which I don’t like relying on, but sometime it’s effects are felt so strongly that I cannot deny). The lunar nods have changed this month from Pisces/Virgo (water & earth - a (under)ground work, slavery, sacrifice in the name of  love/work, perfection, old deals, karma etc; my very natal opposition) to Aquarius/Leo (air & fire - above the ground work, freedom and joy, excessive creativity, unrestrained self-expression, higher understanding, communication, warmth and sacral sex; my & twin’s Venus are in these signs, acc., to sidereal astrology which I do recommend to check out). Venus moves forward very soon (in Aries) and I can feel this new joyful gate being opened already. Thus I want you to watch this video because it came as a big sync today:

“Astrology UPDATE! Huge Portal Opening, Lunar Nodes square Sun, Pleiadian Doorway”:

I now really feel I am freed from chains which held me here where I live, whether karmic or based on my family’s fears projected on me. Nothing is more important than being with the TF and living our own life together, it’s felt from both sides and yet it’s open to happen, there’s no wall between us right now. I feel my sexuality coming back just as I had it before, in my 20s. It’s like if I was sacked for 20 years to be boxed, to suffer, to worry what others say if I do this or that, to walk not my own Path but I’m coming back and I’m taking what always has been mine: my power, my freedom, my love-life, my sexuality, my interests, my ways of doing things etc., etc. With joy, but no aggression anymore! The heart leads the way, not the head anymore! It now feels like walking on the ground but actually above, detached from the 3D grid. I haven’t even changed my life style, except for what my soul & body were forcing me to change (diet, addictions - video gaming, networking). We never dated anybody during the time of separation, we remained pure for each other and I felt sexually dead for most of this time. My dreams had drastically improved. I had shit dreams during the last 3 months and now it’s a return to my normal adventurous dreaming world where I explore, experience, visit places, meet people, other beings etc etc. After the merge (where the heart & 3rd eye were connected as it felt) I can sense the TF’s sitting in me, around me, becoming my world, seeing what I see, he is like a layer between what I see around and myself. There was an amazing wave of love and unity between May 16-18th and it will continue into June. I can sense Twin’s attention turned onto me like 4 years ago when we recognized each other because the wall & veil of disillusion had been removed. Those 4 years feel like 400 years! I even know that when we meet again we will feel not as strangers unlike in the beginning, but as equals, identically transformed, upgraded, transparent and it’ll be a jaw-dropping experience. Transparency was there in the beginning which is always present in the TF connection but we didn’t know each other as humans. Now we know each other on every level. I didn’t allow it at first but now I do and it feels amazing. I want my twin know everything about me from the inside, to sit in me and enjoy my purity as I do his ;)) The hope is back. The wanting is back. The fog is over. All is set in motion, slowly and unstoppable. Most importantly the freedom, also in the relationship is back. A standard human relationship would not see freedom within a relationship, there are always strings attached. Here, in the twin flame connection there is love and there is freedom included. Freedom when together, hugging tightly, attached, connected yet liberated because feeling complete. Freedom when planning things together. The twin flame relationship is a ‘new normal’ and should be understood and accepted as such. I don’t think/feel that everybody must have a TF thus we have these sad and misleading stories shared online by people who mistaken their soul mates or karmic relationships for TFs. If through all your life you knew, felt that there’s this other person waiting for you to share love unconditionally, authentically, max open, to literately exchange each other, and you wanted a boyfriend/girlfriend to be the same like you, then it’s 100% sure there’s a TF for you because deep in the heart you remember you promised the One to come back together when the time is right. Feel what you feel, don’t search for answers in the head if you’re confused. No TF will be left alone but you have to stop sabotaging yourself and acting against authentic love and DNA purge. I had countless moments of feeling like shit, worthless, hopeless, everything felt impossible, no opportunities to come back, twin out of touch, hiding, etc yet I stayed on the Path as I knew I had to. None of us in this connection is more or less important than the other, we can stand up and look each other in the eye, so hearts do and other chakras too, glued and aligned. Twin flames are weapons to fight against the darkness with our 3rd energy of love we crate together. Cabal is fearing this because it means their total destruction, and that’s what we want, right? The Universe needs us together. It’s only the timing which makes some of us impatient, ditch the Path, doubt, worry, leave harder for the easier. It’s easy to forget how it felt with the TF as energy vapours fast. But nothing can be comparable to the feeling when twins connect again through every atom and particle, and in connection with the source of Love. There’s an overwhelming Oneness and joy, completeness and liberation which erases any former struggle, unhappiness and depression. It always comes unexpected however. There’s so much going on that I’m unable to write just a post about all of it. It’s happening in another zone, in another dimension which is actively criss-crossing with this one here. But I hope I’ve motivated everybody, including myself heh, to stay on the Path!

Finally, our galactic families are on their way, closer than ever before!

http://2012portal.blogspot.se/2017/05/disclosure-process.html

I‘m so wildly happy about this, I had felt & dreamt of this before I found this above blog post, yet my brain doesn’t even deny a possibility of aliens coming down to let us get rid of the darkness! There’s a danger of another war here on Earth - Cabal had an agreement with the Light Forces to let humans be free, yet they’re breaching it as they’re so greedy. We humans want to be free from slavery once for all, we want to do what or hearts like. No more slavery jobs, studying bullshit just to have a job, no more religion, harassment, forcing things on us.  We did our part, now it’s time for higher forces to step in. Cabal doesn’t want to let go, this effects our TF relationships too. Cabal was asked to leave but they’re fewer and fewer thanks to Gaia’s clearing and empowering so they’re creating chaos as never before. They are madly desperate. What seems to be your negative thoughts are not yours specifically if you’ve ever made contract with something dark, something which doesn’t suit any purpose these days and is not in alignment with your upgraded energy. Do not give it to fears as fears are thoughts, energy forms, and they do materialize faster than anything positive! Let’s not create a scenario of another war because it all starts in the head! Don’t let the brain attach to the possibility. All is well. Cabal  will be doing everything to detach you from the twin, hope and dreams and vice versa. The soul and the Light forces will not allow for this to happen. The Universe wants us together, happy and rewarded for ages of the struggle, we‘ve done our part. We are love weapons and we need to come and stay together to smash the darkness so the Earth would be a paradise as we never experienced before. Or we did but on other planets ;)

The other video you can watch feat. Andrew Bartzis - a galactic historian as he calls himself, who has access to his own DNA memory (so called Akashic records). Many of his opinions/truths totally confirmed what I also felt/knew. He’s also a few billion years old being as I am that’s why I resonated with his words :)

Here his channel with more vids, phone calls etc.

And if you think you have unfinished energetic contracts with some beings, partners, job places, organizations, religion, anything which stops you from expansion, from ditching 3D reality, and from being you as you have always been in the beginning, here are excellent contracts for you to modify & apply to your current life situation http://andrewbartzis.com/insights/

These are offered for free. I did one of these revocations and I cut myself off old energies, I thanked all beings who should no more stick around and I called out the masters with matching vibration to accompany me in the further spiritual advancement. Then a few days later I was connected with my higher mind, and I received the truth about color rays, the creation of the Universe, the I AM, Elohim etc. I’ve understood and returned to the first version of myself - the I AM which comes before Seraph, Draconian, Dragon and me in the human form. I AM builds the Path towards the source of Love (a return to) so we know what our goals are, but we forgot when we came here into the 3D density and stepped away because we’d tempted with other often mismatching things and people. I AM corrects this an always pulls us back on the one and only Path. These days our higher versions/selves are merging with us here on Earth to help us be back and stay with our twins in the physical reality. They are bringing opportunities, the pull, so runners are back. No more astral dreaming and navigating blindly. Simply put, we are all gods but we abused this knowledge during the first days on Earth. We’re spent ages to correct this yet we were tricked into a network of slavery by Cabal. No more! Angels, our home is waiting, welcomes us back, believe it, go above what you were taught is the only reality. It’s only religion which teaches us obedience and fear of ‘god’. We’re equal to ‘god’/source of Love or you name it. And for the first time we don’t have to physically die to be free from slavery to be able to return home. It’s happening as we are alive, every minute, accelerating.

//It’s a bit messed up post but I just wanna give you some hints on how I feel lately so perhaps you can resonate if you feel the same, then have some confirmation that things are stuck no more.//

‘Heaven is waiting’. (Heaven -  also a name of a mothership ;)

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[djpocky]

y’all need to chill

I wasn’t planning on ranting about this, but for some reason this has gotten out of hand, and some things need to be said before anyone else starts to get butt hurt. And let me be clear that the “you” who I’m addressing in this post isn’t directed at anyone specific. Are we good? Cool. 

First things first, you don’t know BTS. You didn’t spend the last 5+ years bonding with them, getting close, following dreams together, going through hardships together, and see each other grow. They’ve stated countless of times that they’re like real brothers and they’re the best of friends anybody could ask for. They support each other. The reason why they’ve been getting better and better throughout the years is because they help each other; they all have the same dream. You probably missed that while listening to over countless of songs that express how down they are for each other and can get through anything. Just because the members talk about certain things from their personal lives in front of a camera doesn’t mean you instantly know them, so stop acting like you do. Hate to break it to you, but at the end of the day, you are just a fan. You will never really know how they are off camera. Sorry that reality isn’t really working out for you. 

With that in mind, IT WAS A FUCKING JOKE. Do you honestly believe that Jin, who has known Jimin for years and practically helped raise him (just like Jungkook and Taehyung), would actually intend to hurt Jimin’s feelings? If Jin didn’t care about him, this group would’ve never worked out. Because, like I said, they support one another; nobody gets left behind. The two of them, and the rest of the members, were laughing. If Jin knew that what he said would really hurt Jimin’s feelings, he wouldn’t have said it in the first place. But the fact that he did shows that everyone was cool with it. And they probably joke around like that off camera when they’re at the dorms. Otherwise, again, he wouldn’t have said it. Yes, Jimin has expressed how he doesn’t like his weight, but you guys are acting as if Jin makes jokes about his weight all the fucking time. 

A lot of you also don’t seem to understand how a variety show works. You do realize that people say certain things on these type of shows to make it exciting and entertaining, right? Plus, the point of the game was to practically roast the other person; which was exactly what Jin did. HE EVEN APOLOGIZED RIGHT AFTER THEIR TURN WAS OVER. He most likely made the joke for the purpose of making their bit funny; not to mention that Jin was the spy all along, so of course he’s going to do things that would catch our attention because that was his mission all along. But it was one little thing that he said, and he immediately felt bad about it. Shouldn’t that already give away that Jin really cares about Jimin? 

Lastly, don’t be fucking hypocritical when the members literally do the exact same thing to Jin. His nickname is Pig Jin for crying out loud. Where were you when the members first started calling Jin that? That’s right, you didn’t say a goddamn thing. “Oh, but Jin always laughs about it! He knows its a joke!” BULLSHIT. If you’re using that kind of logic, then don’t be anal about him making jokes about Jimin’s weight. And how tf would you know that nickname doesn’t affect him? You don’t know him personally. You don’t know how he actually feels about himself as person. Stop acting like Jimin is the only one with insecurities. I’m not saying that Jin for sure has weight insecurities, but we’re all human; we all have things that we don’t like about ourselves. And maybe his weight is one of them. We will never know. But the fact that Jin laughs at the nickname is because its a joke between him and the other members; no one else. He knows the others don’t mean it. They’ve complimented countless of times that he is handsome, and the same goes for Jimin. 

Those of you who are saying that Jin was practically bullying Jimin really need to shut the fuck up. I don’t know any bully who makes a joke about someone that they’ve known for years and immediately apologize. The only reason why you’re getting upset for somebody else you don’t know is because you have your own insecurities. Maybe its not weight, but you probably know how it feels to be teased about something you don’t like about yourself. And listen, I’m not personally attacking you. In fact, I really don’t give a damn about how you feel. Because I don’t know you. To me, you’re just another person on their phone or computer. All I know is that you’ve got insecurities of your own that you have to figure out instead of projecting them onto Jin, who doesn’t even know of your existence. If you can’t tell the difference between bullying and joking around with friends, then you need to work on some personal growth. A.K.A grow tf up. Jimin is a grown man; he doesn’t need to be babied by you guys. I’m not saying you guys aren’t supporting him, but you aren’t exactly being his fan if you’re going to attack another member. If any other day, a random stranger comes up to Jimin and makes fun of his weight, then go ahead, support and back him up. But you need to understand the difference between somebody he doesn’t know commenting about his weight and somebody he’s close with commenting about his weight. Jin most likely knows everything about Jimin; you don’t. 

I love Jimin. There isn’t a single day where stop I thinking “Did he eat yet? Is he eating well? Is he getting enough sleep? He isn’t working too hard, is he?” I know he talks about his weight and how unhappy he is sometimes. He exhaust himself to the point where feels like dying. I care about him, and I appreciate everything that does for his fans. But that doesn’t mean that I don’t care about the other members. Jin is always working hard on his dancing, and over the years, he’s improved so fucking much. I can’t even put into words how proud I am of him, but also how worried I get when he pushes himself too hard. They both work hard because they both enjoy what they’re doing. And the best part about it is that they get to do it together. They love each like family. In fact, one of the best things I love the most about BTS is the bond that they share. It makes me so happy to see them smiling and having a good time with each other. Jin is the eldest hyung; he knows how to take care of each of his dongsaengs. He would never treat them as any less. And we all know how caring Jimin is to everyone; he always puts others before himself. They carry each other on their backs. They didn’t create this close relationship for nothing. They started together, and they’ll end together. And you’re gonna ruin everything that they built up together with a simple joke that you don’t agree with? ARMYs stan BTS as whole; not individually. 

What’s probably going to happen now is Jin is going to look at these types of comments online and apologize to Jimin over and over again because he feels bad for joking around with him. He’s gonna feel like he fucked up because of all of you who get overly-sensitive about things that aren’t about you. There are too many people now who get easily offended by the simplest things. Just because you got offended by what Jin said doesn’t mean Jimin did. And if you’re reading this and starting to get offended by this post, then congratulations; you’ve proved my point and this post is obviously meant for you. Because honestly, the point of this rant wasn’t to offend anybody. I could’ve chosen to have been nicer about this, but people are always getting babied and getting told off easy because they don’t like their feelings getting hurt. Again, idk who tf you are. But hey, if the shoe fits...

And I’m not going to tell you to stop supporting BTS and say that you’re not a real fan. I’m telling you shut up for a sec and think about what you’re saying. Grow up and look past your immature behavior. Realize that BTS are human too. They laugh, they cry, they get angry, and get excited just like you and I. But you have to understand that you don’t know them personally. And they don’t have to act a certain way just because they’re idols. I would rather have them be themselves than to act perfect all the time. 

To those who agree with me and aren’t getting offended, this post isn’t toward you and thanks for reading my long ass rant. To those who now believe that Jin is a straight-up bully, take a fucking chill pill, knock out for a few hours, come back, reevaluate your life, and continue supporting BTS.