#hobbit day menu

[lazywitchling]

“So much death. What can men do against such reckless hate?”

(Yes I did just order a pot pie from the chicken fast food place. I’m watching 12 hours of movies, I ain’t cooking a whole pot pie!)

Okay. Look.

When I was younger, my cousin bitched about elves at Helm’s Deep not being in the book, but I didn’t think it mattered because it’s cool and I liked elves and it made me the fun kind of sad when Haldir died.

But now I get why. (I mean, ultimately it’s a fictional story so it doesn’t really matter in the grand scheme of life, blah blah, you get the drill. I will complain about this, but I don’t care if you like it, ya dig?)

So here’s the thing. Theoden’s whole storyline throughout this movie and into the next is that he does not believe anyone will help him. Gondor could have come to save his people, but they didn’t. Rohan was left on its own, and people died, and that sucks. So Theoden has succumbed to the depressive thoughts of “We’re all gonna die anyway, why bother fighting?” (Hey that’s a major— actually THE major point of this whole story!!) He has hidden his people away to hide because he knows fighting is futile because they will be alone.

It’s a big deal when he agrees to go out and fight alongside Aragorn as the Uruks are about to overwhelm the keep. I said last year, Tolkien’s brand of hope is the difference between “I only have one hit point left :(“ and “I still have one hit point left >:)” Theoden STILL has no reason to believe help is coming, but he chooses to act like it is anyway, because the alternative is just curling up and dying right there. And he is rewarded, because Gandalf shows up with reinforcements!! Eomer, who has every reason to hate Theoden, brought all the riders to help! Everyone is saved! Hooray!!

But the damn elves show up in the middle of Theoden’s “Aw nobody will help us :(“ thing. And then elf help arrives. And he goes “Yay, help is here!!” And then nobody really mentions the elves again except for Haldir’s brief dying scene, and Theoden is right back in his “Aw nobody will help us :(“ thing. It just slaughters the pacing of the story, and Theoden’s arc along with it.

Furthermore, the elves say they were sent by Elrond, who has chosen to have the elves fight alongside mortals once again to honor old alliances! Except that Elrond isn’t really participating in this portion of his own character arc, and in fact doesn’t reach that “idk maybe mortals aren’t so bad after all” point until RotK. So it’s somehow fully out of character for him at this point even though he’s not even there.

ADDITIONALLY, it fucks up ARWEN’S story, because the whole thing with her is that she has to choose between sailing to the undying lands and being with her people forever but losing Aragorn, or staying with Aragorn who will eventually die and then she has no one left and no way to get to the undying lands and will never see her family again and will just live until the heat death of the universe. See, I’m pretty sure (don’t quote me on this) that there’s like… a respawn thing that happens with Tolkiens elves. They’re not only ageless, they’re unkillable. They CANT die. That’s why Arwen’s choice is so difficult. She couldn’t even live out life with him and then jump off a bridge after he dies so she doesn’t have to see the heat death of the universe. She’s literally stuck.

But friggin Haldir takes a sword to the head and has a sad death moment, and then I’m left wondering why everyone is pestering Arwen so much. If elves can die, then she has no problem.

I’m pretty sure it messes up other storylines too, but my pot pie is getting cold.

[earlgraytay]

....God, now my brain is trying to spit out a DunMeshi Hollywood AU...

Laios is a former child actor whose career trajectory most closely resembles that of Macaulay Caulkin. His dad was his manager, and this went about as well as you'd expect. Laios dropped out of public life for a long, long time in his late teens- people say he was in rehab, though whether that's true is best left as an exercise for the reader- and, as an adult, his acting credits mostly consist of cameos as "Serial Killer" or "Drug Dealer 3" on crime shows. He's trying to become a director and keeps working on incredibly offputting Z-grade horror flicks that can't get seed money. on account of. well. laios. His friends are always welcome to take a role- as cast or crew- if they need something between gigs.

Falin is also a former child actor. Unlike Laios, she managed to get out of the biz with her sanity intact- she got accepted to a very prestigious STEM magnet high school, which is where she met Marcille, and went to med school after. She's wound up working as the set doctor for a couple movies you've heard of and a lot of movies you haven't; she's also been "the Chimera", a monster in several of Laios' horror flicks.

Marcille is in pyrotechnics. She seems mild mannered at first, but then you catch her on set up to her elbows in gasoline... well. She spends more time in the medical tent than anyone would like, especially Falin. She's got a YouTube channel as a side hustle where she blows things up in parking lots and freaks out at bad Italian cooking.

Speaking of, Marcille went to high school with Falin and fell for her pretty much instantly. They recently moved in together and are trying to navigate living together for the first time. It's not going as well as either of them would like, but they're getting there.

Senshi works catering. Was there ***any*** doubt about that? Everyone's excited to work on the same set as Senshi, because the food is actually good, regardless of whether you're filming in Monterrey, Marrakesh, or Mentor, Ohio. Senshi's pretty quiet about his personal life, but he'll occasionally whip out his phone and show off pictures of his stunning, xeriscaped garden. He loves working with Laios, even though the pay isn't great, because Laios WILL let him put squid and dragonfruit on the menu.

Chilchuck is a stuntman, and the de facto union rep on most sets. He can tell you, to the second, when the next mandated break is, when the kid on set needs to be done for the day, and when it's time to go home. I headcanon human!AU Chilchuck is a little person, so his proudest career accomplishment to date is probably standing in for Peter Dinklage in a film where he got to be the leading man; he's real fucking sick of being a bootleg hobbit. Somehow, he manages to spend LESS time in the medical tent than Marcille.

Itsuzumi ... God. Her background is so specific and doesn't translate well. My gut instinct is that she's a cat-themed idol who came to the US to be ~☆ a movie star ☆~ and got stuck in a shitty, exploitative contract. I'd love it if someone who knows the character better could give suggestions, though!

[m1dnight-blu3]

Ghelekul: Treasure of all treasures

First fanfic (ever, actually) for the Year of Bagginshield organized by @acorns-and-oakleaves

Inspired by the Rebel Prompt

Tags:

Married Bilbo Baggins/Thorin Oakenshield

Fluff

home sick thorin

Consort Bilbo Baggins

Reunions

Short & Sweet

Ghelekul: Treasure of all treasures - midnight_blu3 - The Hobbit - All Media Types [Archive of Our Own]

Summary:

With a sudden collapse in the mines of Iron Hills, Thorin sets into a short travel to his cousin’s domain to help. With their marriage celebrations coming in just a few months, Bilbo has to stay in Erabor to organize everything. Cue to 3 weeks of pure torture of Thorin missing his husband and making this everyone’s problem. Or in which Royal Consort Bilbo pretends to steal from Thorin just to see him.

A small preview:

Thorin sees himself coming back to his tend by himself. He got a habit of looking into the horizon, waiting for Bilbo’s crow. The Iron Hills are not that far from the Misty Mountains, so they have been exchanging letters ever since Thorin left Erebor. No crow in sight, however. It has been a few days, and no word from Bilbo yet. Bilbo is most likely busy trying to organize their wedding birthday party. Their anniversary was coming in just a few months and there was much to do – people to invite, menus to decide, clothes to choose. The kinds of activity that would bore Thorin to early death, but that are the most fun hobbies for a gentlehobbit such as Bilbo. Thorin enters his tent with a small smile on his lips. When they first got married, one of Bilbo’s major issues was his anxiety about being a decent consort. 7 years later and Middle Earth has never seen a more graceful and clever consort. Bilbo might have been raised to be a gentlehobbit, but the crown suits him well. His quick thinking and, according to Bilbo himself, his outstanding experience dealing with unbearable family members, made him perfect for the more social part of ruling. Bilbo is able not only to remember the names of every single important ruler of Middle Earth but also their offspring and little details about them. Because of his flawless job, Erebor has strong allies and good relations with all neighbor kingdoms. The little hobbit has enchanted even the elves, to the point that he has been given a Elven name, Táralóm, the hidden hero – an honor that very few have ever received. Bilbo always had some self esteem issues, especially before the mission to reclaim Erebor. So it has been Thorin’s greatest honor to see his little love to bloom into a confident, graceful leader. Thorin can’t help but scowl. He misses his husband.

[peachdues]

omg I MUST know about the hobbit feast??!?!!!

YES OK so we do our yearly marathon of the extended editions of LOTR and we commit to eating like hobbits the whole time!!

I’ll give you a break down of what we did for Fellowship — tonight is two towers.

To clarify: we snacked all day on stuff, and shared lots of the meals!! It was a mix of typically British foods and southern foods lmao

Breakfast — toad in hole and sage sausage (patties tho, the links in the US are not great imo).

Second breakfast — grapes and scones with marmalade, earl grey tea

Luncheon — ham and biscuits (American biscuits). More fruit (blackberries and grapes)

Afternoon tea — snack plate of salami, goat and white cheddar cheese, olives, more grapes, and these little crème biscuits. More earl grey tea

Dinner — (I skipped this) but Sam and my dad ate some pâté on sour dough rounds

Supper — left over bbq from Christmas Eve. Smoked brisket and mutton on little rolls, fried po-tay-toes.

(Bonus dessert): huge slice of orange drizzle cake and more tea!

I also snacked on shortbread with my tea, as well as these delightful crisp molasses cookies my dad made.

We usually try to do a full themed menu (one hear my mom made lambas bread and it was so good) but we were all recovering from being sick all Christmas, so we mostly ate stuff we already had. Like a giant clean out the fridge event!

Tonight is two towers, and I am attempting to make honey spiced mead cakes while my dad makes “meat’s back on the menu boys” pasta 😭. If you want to see menus years’ past, let me know!

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for making my SIL leave my wedding?

I got married a few weeks ago to my husband, whom id been dating for nearly 8 and a half years beforehand.

I never got along with my fiance's sister, shes always been the spoiled brat type. Like, she gets away with literally everything and gets nearly everything handed down to her. It doesn't help we all went to school together and she was primarily one of my bullies, but her behavior up to now has lead all of this to happen, and on my wedding day no less. His sister is 32.

I'm gonna preface this by saying: Navy Blue was my gown color, the bridesmaids, what SIL was, were supposed to wear white. She had agreed to it as well. The other color was Gold; and the entire wedding was nautically themed. I also asked the bridesmaids, including SIL, to not wear anything extremely revealing (as SIL tends to wear very revealing clothes that literally sometimes have private areas of herself show out, she's not a curvy girl, so it's not the clothes hugging her too tightly, which even if that were the case that would somehow be infinitely better than her wearing what she does and the way she does currently).

The day before the wedding, SIL informs me that she bought a very pretty dress for the wedding. I tell her that that's great and if she wouldn't mind sending me a picture, which she does. The dress was white in the photos, and she was in the dressing room it appeared like when the photos were taken. I told her the dress looked beautiful, because I really did think it did look pretty, and she typed me a message about how excited she was for the wedding the next day.

The next day comes around and the wedding is about to get started. SIL was about an hour to 2 hours late on arrival, so we initially started the service without her. We waited as long as we could.

Around the time when the pastor asks "does anyone object the groom or bride" or whatever, she comes bursting in (oddly at the most convenient time) in a RED and BLACK dress, that literally hugged her so tight her boobs looked like they were gonna pop from her chest at any second. At any shift of the chest, a nip slip would have been certain. The whole damn service looks to see my SIL, standing in the damn door, crying about how 'we started without her' and how 'it took her forever to find the perfect dress.'

Regardless, we continue the wedding because I don't want my special day ruined, and I decided to put the fact she didn't even have the right color on and the fact she arrived nearly two hours late to the whole thing behind me.

That was until she touched my fucking cake.

We hadn't even done the cake cutting yet, and I see my SIL helping herself to TWO slices of the cake my husband and I have not been able to cut yet, as we were waiting to cut it later in the evening back at our hotel for our own private time to celebrate our marriage, but no. She was helping herself.

I decided to march up to her, I pulled my husband along the side with me as well. He was equally upset that she was eating the cake that was supposed to be for us; we had a timed eat event that was themed after the hobbit meals and dinner was the last meal. (None of the meals were so big and fattening that it would be unhealthy I promise lol). I look at her and ask her what shes doing, to which she just looks at me and says

"I didn't wanna wait anymore. I got bored."

At that point, I did pull her hair and push her around a bit before my husband's friend pulled me away and my husband ushered her out the door. My husband doesn't think AITA, but his family says I should have handled it differently even if she did several things she was told NOT to do, she did it anyway, and immediately attempted to shift it to being bored.

AITA here? Was I unjustifiably upset?

Note: Everything down to a T was mentioned and explained several times before the wedding. The colors, what would be happening with the meal after the service, what would be on the menu per say, and so much more. She literally and intentionally does this ALL the time, whether it's a formal or casual event.

What are these acronyms?

[steveharringtonat3am]

Waitress!Reader x Eddie Munson

wc: 664

You sigh deeply as your eyes run over the schedule for next week. You were scheduled for a full shift on Valentine’s day. Eddie and you had discussed this, deciding to save any plans of a date for the weekend. So for now, you’d spend the day of love running around serving happy couples while your boyfriend was home and waiting for you.

He hadn’t been mad when you’d mentioned it to him, just kissing your temple and mumbling something about going out on Saturday. But that didn’t stop you from feeling bad. I mean, what kind of girlfriend works on Valentines day?

The 14th rolls around sooner then you would expect. You decide to get at least a little dressed up, tying some bows in your hair and adding a few pink accessories to complete the look. You’re still wearing your uniform though, but it doesn’t stop Eddie from whistling at you as you get dressed.

“You look stunning.” He calls from bed, head just barely propped up to be able to see you.

“Thank you sweetie. I’m sorry I can’t spend the day with you.” You push some of the hair off his forehead, kissing it gently.

“Don’t worry about it, princess. You just focus on work okay? We can do Valentine’s day any day of the year.” God you had really hit the jackpot with Eddie.

“I’ll try my best. Bye baby.” You kiss him one more time before finally leaving for work, guilt just slightly gnawing away at you.

You’ve only been here an hour, and your heart aches. You’ve been serving happy couples this entire time and all you can think about is Eddie. Your perfect, sweet boyfriend who never misses a date and is always there when you need him.

And is currently at home alone right now while you work.

But you decide to push that out of your mind, plastering a smile on your face as you refill coffee.

“Hi, what can I get-Eddie?” And there he is, sitting happily in a booth in your section.

“Hey sweetheart.” He winks at you and you suddenly feel like when you first met, how charming he’d been.

“What are you doing here?” You hand him a menu, despite the fact he’s been here plenty of times and knows it by heart.

“Well since you have to work I figured I might as well be here too. There’s no one else I would rather spend Valentine’s day with.” He squeezes your hand and you grin wildly.

“My lunch break is in two hours. You really wanna sit here for that long?” Before the words even leave your mouth he holds up a copy of ‘The Hobbit’

“I’ll be very busy. So I’ll have a chocolate milkshake for now.” You grin and kiss his cheek quickly before going to put his order in.

You have the best boyfriend ever.

By the time your lunch rolls around, the place has started to clear up. They’ll be a small rush at dinner time but that’s not your problem. You ring in an order of your and Eddie’s usual, and after some puppy-dog eyes towards the chefs, you have two plates of heart-shaped pancakes.

“Voila!” You set the plates down infront of him, slipping into the other side of the booth.

“Wow! They’re doin’ heart shaped pancakes today?” He’s pouring a ridiculous amount of syrup on them, even leaning over to drizzle some on yours too.

“They did em extra special for me.” You’re quick to dig in, having worked up an appetite today.

“Of course they did.”

You spend the whole break talking. Despite being together for so long now, you never run out of things to say.

Eddie just hopes that in a few minutes, the one thing you say is yes.

[lightandfellowship]

KHDR Cutscene Titles In The Game's "Theater" Menu, A Full List With Some Commentary, Part 1

So, if you weren't aware, most Kingdom Hearts games come with a "Theater" menu that let's you rewatch the game's cutscenes whenever you want without having to replay the game, and these cutscenes are given titles for organizational purposes. Sometimes these titles are pretty self-explanatory, while other times they can shed some light on the contents of the cutscene.

Below the read more will be a list of all the cutscene titles for Episodes 1-4, organized by episode, and with a brief description of what the cutscene is about. The titles I find to have something worth mentioning will have an * next to it along with my commentary.

Note: The cutscenes aren't separated by episode in the menu; it's just a big, uninterrupted list. But for your benefit and mine, I'm organizing them by episode.

Prologue

A Recurring Dream: The game's intro. On Destiny Islands, Xehanort dreams about Player's memories, and then meets Brown Robe.

Across the Ocean: Flashforward to present day, Scala. Xehanort hangs out with Eraqus before class. Title refers to Eraqus asking Xehanort what it was like "across the ocean".

One Step Forward: Xehanort and Eraqus meet their friends in class. Ends with a flashback of Xehanort entering the dark corridor on Destiny Islands. Title refers to Xehanort's narration over this scene: "Your world can change in an instant. Sometimes all it takes is a single step." After this line, the title of the game appears in a white font against a black background, marking the end of the prologue and the beginning of the game proper.

Episode 1: Unexpected Departure

*An Unexpected Task: Odin informs the underclassmen about the missing upperclassmen and then gives them their mission. Fun bit of trivia I've mentioned before, I'm pretty sure the title of this episode and cutscene is a reference to The Hobbit, both the first movie's subtitle and the title of the first chapter of the book. When you look at Odin's design, the inspiration is clear I think, lol. Note that this isn't a reference only made in the English localization of the game; the title is exactly the same (still in English) in the Japanese version of the game as well. So I think this was an intentional reference straight from the writers/devs.

The Worlds Outside: The underclassmen discuss the unstable state of the outside worlds, and prepare to leave for their first world. This is the first cutscene in the list that lets you choose your party member for the cutscenes. The underclassmen split up into groups of three.

The First Encounter: Xehanort, Eraqus, and your chosen third party member land in Agrabah and face the Heartless for the very first time.

*Where Monsters Roam: Xehanort and the party go into the city and find it deserted. It seems there are only Heartless in this world, no people. Eraqus theorizes: "Until [the world is fully rebuilt and the people restored], monsters roam as free as can be." This seems to be a light explanation for why the Heartless are prominent in the worlds the underclassmen visit, though not an explanation for why they're here in the past in the first place, as the characters directly discuss in this scene. Nomura has implied that the Heartless' presence in KHDR will be explained in KHML.

A Rough Battle: Xehanort and the party fight more Heartless, this time Heartless that are slightly tougher than the last. This sparks a conversation about whether or not the upperclassmen faced super powerful Heartless themselves, and whether or not that could be the reason for their disappearance.

A Dangerous Mission: The underclassmen regroup in Scala to discuss the Heartless and how tough they were to fight. It's clear that the underclassmen's mission is far more dangerous than they originally thought. At the end of this cutscene, the underclassmen split up once more and go off to their next world, though it's worth noting that the underclassmen are all in the same world by the next episode.

The Departure: Flashforward to four years after the events of KHDR. It's raining, and Xehanort is placing flowers at the graves of his friends (notably, the cutscene only shows four graves with flowers, but this is misdirection to hide the true number of the fallen; there are many more graves off-screen.) Eraqus arrives and they have a discussion about Xehanort's imminent departure from Scala once more.

Episode 2: The Presence of Darkness

*What Am I?: Title refers to Xehanort's narration as he ponders his life up until this moment: "I never really thought about who I was. Not until I began to wonder who others were." Extremely interesting to me that the title is "What Am I?" rather than "Who Am I?". Is this meant to foreshadow his empathy abilities/status as a potential Child of Destiny? Is this an indication that he's dehumanizing himself? Fascinating title choice given how clearly contradictory it is to the actual line of dialog which uses "who" instead of "what". Like, it's surely intentional and not a mistake, right?

Strange Order: Xehanort, Eraqus, and your chosen third party member wait around in the Wonderland forest for the rest of the underclassmen to show up to their meeting spot. They run into the Cheshire Cat, and shortly thereafter some Card Soldiers, who reveal that the other underclassmen are being put on trial at the Queen's court.

Ruler of the Court: Xehanort and the party confront the Queen of Hearts, fight a Heartless boss, and save their friends from losing their heads (literally). Right before the Heartless boss manifests in front of the underclassmen, Xehanort looks back at the Queen and notices a dark mass looming behind her.

Unknowing Darkness: The underclassmen regroup in the Wonderland forest and discuss what happened at the trial. Title refers to Xehanort and Eraqus' discussion about darkness burrowing so deep into someone's heart that the afflicted is unaware of what they've become. The end of this cutscene has Vor begging to be your party member for the next episode, and you can choose to refuse or indulge her based on who you pick.

*Dark Presence: Flashforward 4 years after the events of KHDR (this appears to coincide with the timeframe of "The Departure".) Xehanort is dragged by Card Soldiers to the court and meets the Queen of Hearts once again, though she doesn't remember him (Nomura has said in an interview that her not remembering him isn't significant to the plot, that's just a symptom of her disregard for others.) Title refers to the dark presence the Queen is still harboring after all these years, and Xehanort confirming its existence after he sees a dark mass looming behind her. "I knew it." he says, as the scene ends.

Episode 3: The Purpose of the Journey

Corridor of Darkness: Flashback. Xehanort traversing the dark corridor on the way to Scala from Destiny Islands.

Not Too Curious: Xehanort, Eraqus, and your chosen third party member explore Wonderland, while the third party member inquires about why Xehanort and Eraqus wanted to stay behind in Wonderland alone. Party also runs into the Tweedles. Title refers to the Tweedles warning the party against being too curious by recounting the tale "The Walrus and the Carpenter".

Tea Time: The party hears a commotion at the tea party and investigates. The Mad Hatter and Hare do nothing but confuse and unsettle them, and so they leave shortly thereafter.

To The Truth: Your third party member correctly guesses Xehanort and Eraqus' "secret plan" to investigate the Queen of Hearts and her darkness. Afterwards, the party goes to confront her.

*Darkness's True Form: The party confronts the Queen and inquires about her heart, her darkness, and whether or not her heart/darkness is her own, or something being influenced by an outside force. After Xehanort recalls a flashback where Odin explains the origins of darkness to the underclassmen, Xehanort notices a dark presence behind the Queen, and it lets out a distorted laugh before forming into a Heartless that attacks the party. Is the title of this cutscene a reference to the True Darknesses? Unsure. Might just be a red herring, along with the laugh sound effect and visual appearance of the dark presence which match the Darknesses from UX as far as I know.

Journey's Purpose: Xehanort and the party defeat the Heartless and return to Scala to regroup with the others. They explain what happened, and the underclassmen decide that the best way to locate the upperclassmen will be to pursue darkness itself. I believe this is the "journey's purpose" the title of the cutscene is referring to: the underclassmen's first big lead.

*Before the Departure: Flashback to a week before the events of KHDR. Eraqus and Baldr discuss Hoder, the upperclassmen's Mark of Mastery exam, and the trip that the upperclassmen are currently on. Baldr voices his concerns about Hoder's safety and the strange circumstances of the trip. I find the title of this one interesting, because it has me asking: is this implying that Baldr leaves Scala shortly after this scene? Or is the "before" a much larger span of time? It would make the timeline kinda weird if it was the first option, I think, so maybe not.

Episode 4: Cruel Clues

From now on, you cannot choose your third party member for the cutscenes; the game decides for you.

The Gambit: Flashback a year before the events of KHDR. This is the intro chess scene between Xehanort and Eraqus from KH3, now in chibi mobile game form! The KH3 version of this cutscene appears to be titled the same.

Magic Mirror: Vor comes across the castle in Dwarf Woodlands and discovers the Magic Mirror inside. She voices her intent to ask the Mirror a question, but the scene ends before we get to hear the question.

To The Mine: Xehanort, Eraqus, and Vor regroup, and overhear from some of the dwarves that a cave-in happened at the mine. They go to help.

*Seven Friends: Vor helps the trapped dwarves by picking up the boulder blocking their path. Title refers to Vor commenting on how the dwarves are kinda like the underclassmen, both being close friend groups of seven. Vor getting a little sappy like this I think foreshadows her soon-to-be-revealed concerns about her and her friends staying together.

In Search of Clues: Vor reveals to Xehanort and Eraqus her discovery of a Magic Mirror that knows everything, and suggests they can find the upperclassmen with it.

Asking the Mirror: Xehanort and the party approach the Mirror with the intent of asking it some questions. They don't get very far before being interrupted by the Queen, who throws a potion at the mirror, causing it to whisk the party away into its domain where it attacks them.

*A Bitter Clue: The party escapes the mirror, and the Queen is nowhere in sight. They go to ask the mirror the whereabouts of Vidar, but then Vidar just shows up in the flesh. We get a flashback to the question Vor asked the mirror at the beginning of the episode, and Vidar convinces Vor to join him. Title refers to how Xehanort and Eraqus learned more about the upperclassmen's whereabouts, but at the price of losing Vor.

*Different Directions: Flashback to Vor asking the underclassmen why they decided to become Keyblade Wielders. Title refers to both the variety of life trajectories the underclassmen are striving for, and Vor leaving her friends to take a different path. Then we return to present day. Xehanort and Eraqus leave the castle glumly.

*Former Friends: Flashforward 64 years after the events of KHDR. Old man Xehanort approaches the Magic Mirror once more and inquires about the whereabouts of his dream friends. Title refers to three things, actually, because Xehanort is thinking about not just his dream friends, but also Eraqus (and maybe Yen Sid?), who he is now estranged from, and the other underclassmen, who are dead. "Former friends" indeed.

Last four episodes will be in Part 2.

[choccyhearts]

Beef // Eddie Munson x Reader

Note: I am in need of fluff so badly rn :(( so here is something self-indulgent

CW: G/N!reader, lots of talk about eating, reader is a vegetarian, Eddie is huge simp, fluff, italics are Eddie's thoughts

Summary: Eddie takes you on a date but forgets one detail about you

♡

Eddie Munson is a sweet guy -- really, he is. Sure he's excitable and eccentric, and he loves teasing the hell out of his friends, but he cares for and loves them at the end of the day. When he gets into a relationship, he does his best to make everything perfect, he wants his partner to love him back and know that they can rely on him to keep them safe and happy.

So, getting a date with you sent him over the moon. The leader of Hellfire was enchanted the day you joined the club, and your skills and intelligence drew him in more. After weeks of sweet talking you and slowly showing his soft and caring side, he was able to open up to you and ask you to go on a date.

Eddie knows a lot about you -- your favorite bands, names of pets you've had throughout your life, what your go to rainy day movie is -- but there is one thing he somehow never picked up on.

You're a vegetarian.

It's just never come up in conversation. During lunch, you have always brought your own meals and Eddie couldn't blame you from steering clear of the cafeteria food. You eat chips and cookies at the club meetings, and you eat pizza during celebrations. Only cheese pizza? Well, not everyone trusts sausage or pepperoni, so no big deal.

Tonight, Eddie has your whole date planned. It's something casual, lowkey. Just a night to see how compatible you two are and it's the opportunity for Eddie to show you how smooth and romantic he can be.

He picks you up and he's stunned by how amazing you look. You two sit in the front of his van and start chatting as he takes you to your destination -- a diner famous for it's endless burger options. It's perfect! -- he thinks. Enough options to cater to you! (Plus, not too pricey...)

After he parks, he leaps out and races around the van to open your door for you. You giggle and take his hand to hop out. You continue holding hands as you walk into the restaurant.

You sit down and look over the menu. Yep, allllll burgers, except one grilled cheese at the very bottom. That's okay, you like grilled cheese. Plus, you'll have fries too, so not a bad meal.

You both order sodas and continue having your conversation. He really loves talking to you, hearing your point of view and he loves that you aren't afraid to challenge his opinions -- though, they're usually silly ones, like which Friday or Nightmare film is the best, or which actors would be best cast if they ever turned The Hobbit into a movie.

He also loves looking at you. The way you style your hair, the jewelry you wear, your outfit. The way your eyes shine when you smile and start to water when he makes you laugh extremely hard. This date is going so well already and you haven't even orde-

"Are you both ready to order?", the waitress asks.

Eddie answers first, "Uh, yeah, I'll have the classic cheeseburger with no onions -- I think ahead", he winks at you. "And fries."

The waitress then looks at you as you smile up at her.

"I'll have the grilled cheese and fries too." You both hand her your menus as Eddie looks at you puzzled. His eyes are squinted and he has a line between his furrowed brows.

"That's all?", he asks.

"Yeah, nothing really piqued my interest", you say before taking a sip of your soda.

"Really? I mean there's at least 25 different types of burgers."

You bite your straw as you grin widely.

"Well, I don't eat burgers. You know that, right?"

Did he know that? He shifts eyes around, digging through the filing cabinet in his brain. Did you not eat red meat? Did you even eat meat at all??

"Eddie", you giggle. You set your hand on his and he looks back at you. "I'm a vegetarian. I thought you knew that!"

His eyes widen. Oh no, he didn't. How did he not know? He knows so much about you, how did this thing slip his mind? Is he not observant enough? Is this date already turning into a sinking ship? Are you going to leave? Are you gonna tell all of the guys-?

"Eddie." You shake his hand and bring him back to you. "It's okay, really. I guess I never told you, it's just not a big secret. I didn't even think about it."

He looks at your face. There is not hint of anger or sadness, no, you look amused.

"How did I not know?"

"Like I said, I guess I never told you. But I mean, I only eat cheese pizza, and I always bring my lunch. That time Mike had a barbecue, I only ate the side dishes."

That is true. He just figured you didn't trust Mr. Wheeler, which is totally understandable.

"Wow, I guess I'm just not observant", he chuckles softly. "If you want, we can go somewhere else?"

"No, no, no, I already have my heart set on that grilled cheese", you smile and run your thumb back and forth against his hand. "Besides, I was hoping we'd share a milkshake at the end."

He beams at you. "One milkshake, two straws", he'd say. He'd always wanted to say that.

"Well, then, now that I have this information, fair lady", he says in his dungeon master voice. "I will be able to showcase one of my secret skills."

You raise your eyebrow.

"Cooking." You giggle as he starts to defend himself, already asking you for another date to prove himself.

[itsalwaysjune]

12.09.24

I'm in Malaysia now!! The flights were rough.

(Yesterday) 5h 55 into my first flight (to Dubai for layover). I'm an hour into the Hobbit. It's so enchanting. The flight attendants have come around with menus. I've had 1/2 of a bag of Maltesers already. I'm feeling excited but I wish I could message my partner. The long flight will be worse than when I'm actually these- because I can't have any contact at all.

When I landed, I got an airport shuttle provided by the university which felt like it took years. Finally, I arrived to my dorm at around 1pm (Malaysian time), and slept until 8pm. I got snacks from the vending machine, unpacked my suitcase, and fell asleep until the next day.

Today, I did a lot of admin work (signing documents, reading through emails, etc). I also took a walk around the campus- trying get bearings. So far, I've had gyros with fries, and chicken fried rice. The food so far has been really good, but I feel like I've been choosing the safe options, so we'll see how I get on.

[izzytown]

welcome to part 2/2 of “the company’s reacts to starbucks” babes!

if you missed part 1, check that out here

let’s get right into it:

nori: nori has a flair for the dramatic (look at his hair and beard braids and try to argue), therefore his drinks have to be ✨extravagant✨ — this mf probably orders tiktok drinks, layered fraps, you name it. he has no chill. he will also order it by how he found it - “can i get ‘the last of us’ drink?" (a venti strawberry creme frap with mocha, java chips, and layered with puree and cookie crumbles).

bifur: despite his gruff exterior, bifur seems like a sleepy/chill person, so i imagine he gets various types of teas depending on whether he needs to wake up a bit or wind down. he doesn’t go to Starbucks unless he’s with dori, so dori can order for him (again, this man grunts??) he seems like a hot london fog latte kinda guy, or maybe a royal english breakfast tea type of person.

bofur: if dori is the mom friend, bofur is the dad friend - he probably likes a basic coffee with cream (maybe even a flat white) for his day to day orders, but he’s absolutely a mobile order regular. he treats himself with the og “stbx secret menu” fraps, like a cinnamon roll frap, snickers frap, etc. but it’s okay bc they’re mobile-ordered🫶 probably also gets a chocolate chip cookie with his coffee, let’s be fr.

bombur: bombur, this friendly man, absolutely gets frappuccinos and only frappuccinos. he’s tried every flavor, and cycles through a caramel ribbon crunch w/ extra caramel drizzle, a java chip, or a cafe vanilla frap. he also gets a ham and swiss on baguette or an eggs and cheddar protein box every damn time he makes a starbucks run.

dwalin: dwalin is scary. he stresses out every barista based on his demeanor, even though he’s actually incredibly soft. he probably gets a red-eye, and then gently corrects the barista if they don’t know what a red-eye is. also gets a black cold brew with a shot of espresso during the summer months.

balin: he’s SO grandpa. he secretly wants to get black coffee and seem exasperated like gandalf is, but his go-to is a raspberry white mocha, or occasionally a toffee nut white mocha. maybe a nonfat java chip frap w/ no whip if he's treating himself? a little sweet drink to reward himself after giving therapy to the entire company is usually what he needs.

bilbo: and last but certainly not least, our favorite anxiety-riddled hobbit finds himself at starbucks often, mostly because of the comfort it brings him. like his nephew frodo, he prefers a nice tea to calm his nerves, switching between earl grey, royal english breakfast, and a chai latte if he’s feeling adventurous. if he’s wanting something with coffee, you can bet he’s getting a honey almondmilk flat white. you can always find him working on his book there after the events of the hobbit, probably munching on a warmed blueberry scone as he writes.

[lazywitchling]

“Keep your nose out of trouble and no trouble will come to you!”

Apparently I got an earlier start than other years, because the usual “I don’t know half of you half as well as I should like” had already passed. But I think it balanced out because breakfast took longer to make than usual because of IRL stuff. It’s fine.

Anyway, I think this years theme we’re pulling from these movies is capitalism and the war machine. Because it really sat with me how much the idyllic hobbit opening is not the absence of trouble, but a group of people ignoring the plights of others because THEIR way of life isn’t threatened. Yet.

Breakfast, as with the past few years, is a deviled egg, ham, and swiss, with a bit of orange juice. Some protein and sugar to start the day. Why mess with what works?

[runesandramblings]

"To The Ends of The Earth"

Hello all,

I have not written anything on here in a while, but I had this idea after a dream and couldn't let it go.

I'll make a separate short informational post on the premise of the story / explain the OC I created for it after this, so if you're seeing this click over to my page for that. :)

Word Count: TBD / ongoing

Content Warnings: none, follows the events from The Hobbit so there will be the expected violence from the movies

Pairings: KilixOC

Themes: crossover Marvel x Tolkien, romance, fanfic, canon-ish events

Summary:

In the wake of The Blip, the multi-verse has expanded knowledge of the universe in ways no one thought possible. For the first time, journeying between realms and realities is a tangible possibility.

Ex-SHIELD agent and Avenger, Lilith Lenore, is hiding from her past, shunning the life she once led. But when an offer from a wizard of another world is extended, she cannot refuse.

Chapter 1: An Unexpected Guest

FLAG SMASHERS CONTINUE RAMPAGE ACROSS EUROPE

I pulled the edges of my hood down lower over my eyes as I skimmed the headline. It caught my eye, the big bold lettering with a photo of the Flag Smasher's emblem directly beneath. No matter where I went, I couldn't seem to escape the life I was desperately trying to leave behind. 

"Ma'am?" 

An impatient male voice broke through my reverie. I looked up to see the man behind the window of the food truck, tapping his fingers impatiently, watching me as I zoned out. 

"Oh, sorry." I apologized and stepped up to the counter. I gestured to the item on the menu I'd had my eye on and handed him a few bills. "I don't need any change." 

"Did you want a paper too?" He questioned, noting what had sidetracked me. 

I shook my head. "No, thank you." I mumbled, still feeling my attention wandering elsewhere. 

I was aware that Bucky and Sam were currently in pursuit of the Flag Smashers, wherever that was exactly. They had reached out to me several weeks prior, begging me to come meet them to assist in tracking down the rebels. 

"It would be just like old times." Sam joked over the phone, referencing our time together as fugitives before The Blip. Before we'd lost Steve. Before we really knew just how much loss we would experience. 

"Consider me officially retired from the whole hero gig." I'd joked, before wishing them luck on their mission.

"Here you go." The gentleman behind the window handed me a brown paper bag and a couple of napkins, snapping me back to reality once again. "Stay dry out there."

I smiled gratefully as I took the bag and slipped it into my backpack, before dipping back out onto the street. Despite the hood pulled up over my forehead I could still feel cold droplets of rain pelting me through the fabric. Another freezing, dismal day. 

After the last showdown with Thanos I had decided to slip quietly away and make myself disappear. New York was too hectic, and too full of memories. People who recognized me as a hero or, after Natasha dumped SHIELD secrets for all to see, people who despised me for my past. I don't know why Seattle had come to mind. Perhaps because it was on the opposite coast, as far away from New York City as one could reasonably get without leaving the States. 

The walk sign blinked green and I darted across the road. I desperately tried to think of something, anything else as I followed the familiar route back to my apartment. My thoughts kept drifting back, all the way back to that first battle. My first time meeting the rest of who would become the Avengers. My family. That life...it felt like a thousand years ago. Sometimes I missed it. But most of the time, well. I valued my sanity. After being attacked by alien armies, maniacal robots, other heroes, and a madman with a dream to wipe out half of life as we knew it, I think it was fair that I'd cashed in an early retirement. 

I was a lesser known part of the Avengers, but nevertheless I'd been there for every world shattering, life altering event. The Chitauri in New York, Ultron, Thanos, the Blip... I'd been there to help save the day every time. I didn't have a fancy title, and I rarely made the headlines as Steve and Tony did. I liked it that way. Much like Natasha, I had a sordid past that I much preferred to keep in the shadows. 

**

I took my hood down and shook my hair free as I stepped through the door of my building. I heard the rain pick up outside, immediately grateful for the shelter as raindrops splashed against the glass panes surrounding the foyer. It was a simple building, certainly nothing to be ashamed of. But nothing to put in Better Homes & Gardens either. The building itself was small, a simple brick structure only three stories high with about six units on each level. The foyer I was standing in had only one set of doors going in or out, which had to be some kind of fire hazard. There was a staircase centered in the middle of the room with an aging wood bannister that worked itself loose every so often. At least once a month you'd find a maintenance man at work, securing it back in place. There were tattered, green carpet scraps glued in pieces to each step. The building mainly housed the elderly, and after several slip complaints the building owner had sloppily laid the carpet down as a preventative measure. Although now the pieces were beginning to fray and come unglued on the edges, which presented a new hazard all its own.

"Well, hello Samantha."

I smiled warmly as a small, slightly hunched woman with almost white hair hobbled down the last few steps into the tiny lobby. She wore a faded black skirt and a green wool sweater draped loosely across her shoulders, as though she'd been in a rush to get out the door and didn't have time to put it all the way on. The bedroom slippers she wore were mismatched, one a navy blue with white fur poking around the top, and the other a bright pink. She shuffled across the floor towards me, offering a kind smile in return. 

I felt a slight pang of guilt at her mention of my alias. It was a necessary precaution to live the quiet life I desired, but I couldn't help but feel as though I were deceiving the kind old woman. She'd taken me in from the moment I'd moved into the building nearly a year before. She'd noticed the lack of friends or relatives coming to visit after the first few weeks and made it a point to knock on my door at least once a week and invite me over for dinner. Weekly dinners eventually led to shared holidays, joint grocery trips, and almost nightly conversations over tea. She had lost her only daughter and husband to an accident in her 40s and never remarried or had any more children. I think our relationship became therapeutic to her. We were the family that neither of us had.

"Hi Mrs. Figueroa, you aren't going out into that are you?" I questioned, gesturing to the storm raging outside. 

She shook her head as she slowly began to shuffle past me. I kept a watchful eye on her feet as she moved. The cheap linoleum tiles had begun to peel up from the floor, and there were several upturned corners that presented a tripping hazard for the elderly building occupants. 

"Oh no, not today. Just heading down to the laundry." She began to hobble past me to the second, very steep set of stairs in the far corner of the room that led down into the basement. 

I immediately caught up to her and offered my arm. Her warm smile grew as she laced her thin, delicate arm through mine. I felt another small pang of guilt. She reminded me so much of my dear, sweet grandmother. The one I had... 

I shook my head again. Not right now.

"Are you sure you should be going into the basement by yourself? I can take your clothes out and bring them up to you when we have tea later." I offered. 

Mrs. Figueroa shook her head. "No thank you, sweetheart. I appreciate the thought, but chores keep me limber." She patted my hand as she released my arm and grasped the railing that led into the basement. "My door will be unlocked, so just pop in whenever!" She called over her shoulder as she descended into the darkness. 

I stood at threshold and listened as she moved slowly down the stairs, ensuring she hadn't fallen before crossing the room and skipping up the main staircase to the third floor. I walked down the hall and stopped before the very last door at the end. I glanced around at the neighboring units as I pulled my key from the side pocket of my backpack. My apartment was easily distinguishable from the ones around me, even if it didn't have my unit number, 3F, slapped lazily in the center with black vinyl letters. Mine was the only one without some semblance of the life that existed inside: no welcome mat, no wreath. The only evidence there was an occupant living within its walls was my constant presence going in and out on a daily basis. As I started to slip my key into the lock, I felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand straight up.

 Something was wrong. 

I held my breath and pressed my ear lightly to the door. I closed my eyes and willed my ears to listen closer, flexing that ability I hadn't had to access in ages. My eyes flew open as I heard breathing, and a light shuffling coming from the other side of the door. Sounds that would not have been perceptible to average human ears. 

Someone was inside. 

I tiptoed backward, bringing my weight down lightly on the balls of my feet to avoid putting too much weight on the creaky floorboards. I could only hope whoever, or whatever, was inside didn't possess the same heightened senses I did. Hopefully they had not heard my approach. 

I jogged lightly back down the stairs and across the foyer, throwing open the front door to my building and pulling my hood back up to protect against the pelting rain that had increased in ferocity since I'd entered the building five minutes before. I rounded the corner and approached the backside of the building. My apartment only had one door, but my bedroom had a small balcony with a set of rickety old French doors that I rarely bolted shut. I was on the highest floor, and routinely locked myself out. It seemed a worthwhile risk to leave myself an alternate entrance for those occasions. I wasn't too worried about an intruder scaling three stories to break in. 

I glanced around to make sure no one was watching before I began the ascent. Although I was not necessarily in hiding, I still didn't want to draw attention to myself. I leapt with ease and felt my hands latch onto the railing around the second floor balcony, the one down and to the left of my own apartment. I swung myself up with ease and perched lightly on the rail for a moment before turning and leaping again, catching the edge of my own balcony and flipping myself with ease a second time to land squarely in the center of my porch. I grimaced as I felt the boards give slightly under my weight, hoping the noise had not alerted the intruder to my presence. 

I held my breath and slowly turned the handle, praying for silence from the old door hinges. I reached down and lifted up the hem of my jeans, my fingers grasping the familiar blade I kept tucked into my boot at all times. I slipped it out and grasped it firmly in my palm as I poked my head just inside the double doors. My bedroom appeared just as I left it an hour earlier. The same faded, red painted walls with the previous occupants nail holes still speckled around at random intervals. The floor was still bare, the same unpolished hardwood with small flecks of that red paint on it from the landlords sloppy paint job from who knew how long ago. The queen sized mattress on the floor, I hadn't bothered to find a frame or boxspring even, pushed up against the far left wall. It was unmade from that morning, a mismatched comforter and sheet set crumpled at the foot of the bed. On the opposite wall rested the only other items in the room: a scuffed oak dresser with a tiny TV on top. I didn't know why I had a TV; I didn't even have internet. It was easy enough to sign a lease under my fake ID, but I worried about pushing it too far by setting up services under the name. I didn't want to draw attention to myself.

I slipped silently across the floor, moving with a cat-like agility despite the loose boards that threatened to creak at any moment. It was amazing how quickly I could slip back into this headspace. How fast I could revert back to Lilith, the spy. Not Samantha, the simple girl next door alias I'd assumed.  

I paused as I reached the bedroom door. I hadn't quite thought ahead to what I would do once I made it this far. Aside from the blade, the only other weapon in my apartment was a gun hidden in an air vent beside the sofa. I reached for the knob before hesitating again. What were the odds this intruder was not merely a burglar or peeping Tom? Was it possible someone from my past had tracked me down? I'd been pardoned for my involvement, or non involvement, with the Accords shortly after The Blip. But that wasn't necessarily the past I was worried about coming back to haunt me.

I grasped the doorknob firmly in my free hand and repositioned the knife in my other. Whatever the intruders intentions, it did no good to sit here weighing the options. Either it was someone from the past come to settle an old score, or someone coming to rob me, and I didn't want to lose the few belongings I'd gathered together. 

"Fuck it." I mouthed. I flung the door open as I simultaneously lifted the knife to eye level, prepared to swing. As my eyes adjusted to the dim light from the hallway I found myself face to face with the intruder. I gasped audibly as the knife clattered onto the ground, barely registering that I'd dropped it. 

Nick Fury gave me a knowing smile.

"Evening, Agent Lenore." 

[lixie-ho]

Obtund

The cold wind gushed by, Felixs hands still trembling but not because of the wind, rather because of his spiralling thoughts. 

Forcing his head down, he placed shaky palms on his ears as a lousy attempt to hide from the constant noise. If only it was the room and not his own mind that was creating the insufferable sounds. 

He stared at his legs that felt weak unfamiliar but soon the rapidly running drops caught his attention. Was he crying? He didn't deserve to cry, he didn't deserve to feel. Forcing his eyes shut, he tried to stop his breath, hoping it would come back to normal as he let go. He felt tried, not that he deserved too, he had barely done anything today. Stressing over minor inconveniences, how pathetic was he really?

Everyone had problems, everyone had issues and Felixs weren't that important compared to others anyway. Maybe his family was right, maybe he was over-reacting, or being over-sensitive. 

'Deep breaths, in and out, in and out, in...' he repeated the mantra, over and over and yet it seemed to bring more harm then good, 'like me', he giggled to himself about his own little joke, ignoring how messed up it was. 

Felix deep down wanted the members to notice, to care, to help but that was just his wild expectations right? They were all merely co-workers, roomates at most, expecting them to comfort him was too much, he should listen to his family, they know best. 

The tears were running dry, his face felt numb, his body felt numb and he knew soon he’ll be numb too. 

It was always like this, a brush of sudden excessive emotions and then black, pitch black. He didn't feel sad anymore though, that was a good thing right? He thought to himself. 

'I'm not sad, that means I am OK right?' He'd often ask himself, but every single time he knew, he knew this was worse. The numbness, the apathy. He was slowly but surely deteriorating into a hole of nothing.  


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"Hey we have practice later so we are gonna go eat now, wanna come with?" Jisung ever-so-sweetly asked, he and felix always had been close, maybe because they clicked so much, or maybe because they were the same age or was it was because jisung was one of the few people who knew about felix's.. problems? Maybe. 

"Nah, you go ahead" he didn't want to repeat what happened last time. The annoyed waiter tapping is foot rapidly waiting for him to choose, his mind hazzy from the bustling noise of the busy restaurant, he remembers feeling suffocated while his eyes and mind were everywhere but the menu, he probably annoyed the members too right? Who wouldn't be annoyed. 

"Ya sure? No one is cooking later tonight since we're eating out" jisung inquired again, making sure Felix wasn't just saying it because he didn't want to move. 
"Yes yes, go already, others are probably waiting" 

"Oh they can wait for this magnificence that is thy" he mumbled the words with sass and he closed the door on the was out, waving a lazy goodbye towards the latter. It had been a while since he went out with them, maybe he should have gone? But he didn't want to though, well what If they thought felix didn't want to be with them?  And down he went, dragged by the weight of his meaningless thoughts into a hobbit he was all too familiar with.

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Life was weird? Sometimes he felt as though he was falling into a deep dark hole with an limitless end but for a while it all seemed to disappear. Maybe it was a mirage in his dayless dessert, whatever it was he never seemed to be able to enjoy it. He felt whole with his anxiety as much He'd hate to admit, it was a part of him that was just there.

While in this seemingly paradise he felt out of place, guilty even. 

Today was not one of those days though. 
Maybe because he felt okay, good even that things came crashing down. He had felt productive a few hours prior, he practiced for his language, dance and vocals classes and even managed gaining broken compliments from his stingy trainers, he went out with the members, ate, maybe not something healthy but at least it wasn't forced down this throat while he cluched his thigh. 

The headache was the first sign he choose to ignore, the lack of concentration though he couldn't. It wasn't that what he was doing was considered 'work', he was plainly looking for shows to bringe with a bag of 'healthy' chips. 

Click
Vinland sage; 7 minutes 


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Big bang theory; 12 minutes 


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Space force; 6 minutes 


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The office; 14 minutes


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Re:zero; 4 minutes 


Click

Maybe he should draw? Nah, hyunjin was better then him anyways, though it didn't occur to him why that was his first thought. Yes, he should play the guitar- he always wanted to learn the instrument for stay. 

He walked down to Channies room and grabbed the extra guitar, grabbed a pick from the jar on the table next to changbin's laptop and went back to his shared room with jisung, though jisung was hardly there, cuddled up in minho's bed, which was apparently way more fluffier than it seemed. Sitting on his bed he sighed and waited for nothing in particular, shoulders drunk down, eyes worn out and tried. 

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Nights were weird, sometimes he would sleep soundlessly some nights he’d lie awake busying himself with work.

But tonight was different, well not that different, these feelings came back time to time, though he could never pin point when. 

In these nights, 
he was hungry, but couldn't eat?
Was tried, but couldn't sleep? 
Wanted to do something, but couldn't concentrate? 

Sitting in the corner of the shared dorm room, felix curled up in middle of the intersecting walls, next to the bunk bed he and Jisung shared, who was probably as usual cuddling with Minho in minho's and chan's dorm while chan stayed up like himself, just more productive.

Felix was in pain

His head hurt, body hurt and yet he found himself pulling, twisting and pressing the fresh peircing on his helix, something he got a few day ago. It hurt, it hurt bad but that didn't stop him from doing again and again and again and again. 

Pulling, he winced eyes shut close for a brief moment and he internalised the pain, after all it helped him stay grounded.

Twisting, he instinctively tried to pull way but he pulled through, the fresh wound throbbing with pain, it helped him stay conscious, stay sane in a weird sort of way.

Pulling, blood slowly tricked down his ears onto his fingers towards his palms, ears really did bleed that much huh?, it helped him concentrate, concentrate on the flowing bright blood and it trailed down, spreading all over.

Shutting his eyes close he banged the wall behind his head, eyes squeezed shut, guilt creeping up him. This was not self-harm right? He was getting better right? He didn't just relapse right now through a fucking piercing did he? 

[queerlycarter]

ive been playing lego hobbit on my ps4 the last couple days bc it was on sale for like five bucks

and it is SUPER not disability friendly

you cant save in the middle of a level (it was released in 2014 so like. i suppose that's to be expected)

when you destroy stuff and it breaks into legos, they flash before disappearing

when you pause, all the menus flash. its like golden-yellow words and they flash

the platforming is super ass-garbage. its so bad. i don't even have issues with spatial awareness and it's making me feel like i do. this game would be literally impossible for people with spatial awareness issues

also i had to replay the first chapter 3 times bc it didn't save correctly. but that's not really related, and the second time was bc the save point just... wasn't there

[shhbean]

my partner and i's hobbit day menu, we're gonna try to eat all the meals this year lmao

[homosexual-otaku]

My personal head canon is that five lives in some kind of hobbit hole absolutely clustered with stuff and gadgets and yes,at least 2 coffee machines even though he only drinks instant coffee. He has 2 shelves worth of it all times. Because of the apocalypse the man is prone to over stocking,over buying, having anything and everything. I think he definitely does not have roommates cause he will go insane if there is someone around him all of the time, except Dolores of course. However his house ( if a girl can dream) has become a second home for the whole family. He never ceases to complain about it but for some reason Claire can always find her favourite chocolate in his cupboards. Victor's favourite beer is always chilling in the fridge and there are menus for Lila's beloved sushi restaurant and Diego's taco place pinned on the fridge. And god bless the Hargreeves come cause that man does not know how to clean and his house is always mess. Luther regularly shows up with a power drill and some new pot of flowers or a house decoration he thrifted and Five urges him to fucking stop. He swears if he clutters his fucking house again he's throwing it straight out but every scented candle and ceramic dish are lying around, making his place smell like the cookies Grace used to make on their birthday. Klaus have left some of his makeup and skincare in the bathroom next to Five's toothbrush and 8-in-1 shampoo. They fight regularly about it but secretly when no one is around Five opens and smells his tea tree oil facemask and even dares to use it one time which Klaus has definitely not noticed. On every first sunday of the month the whole Hargreeves family gather at his place, fighting for couch space and watching movies which they never seem to finish cause they stop half way to argue about some nonsense. He swears up and down that one of these days he's gonna move out and tell nobody but in reality he's so happy to be with his family,to spend time with them and to see them grow, finally enjoying a thriving world.

tragic that even with how lackluster the umbrella academy’s final season was, we never got to see five’s house.

i want to see where the old man lives. how does he decorate? does he live in an apartment or was he able to figure out a cute little home for himself? does he have roommates? did he ever learn how to cook for himself, or does he just eat fluffernutters whenever he’s hungry? does he ever get a mr. pennycrumb of his own? (i know he doesn’t, but a girl can dream) does he ever discover a cafe near his home where a decent cup of coffee can be found?

what coffee maker does he have? where does he buy his coffee grounds? how many coffee mugs does he have? i just KNOW he collects them.

he absolutely goes into little shops downtown and finds one that says some stupid shit like “if my coffee isn’t as black as my soul, i’m not drinking it” and giggles to himself in the corner and then spends way too much money on it because it’s just too good to pass up. he’ll smile to himself on the way home and then put on a pot of coffee to try it out for the first time. he hand-washes his mugs even though they’re all dishwasher safe because he wants to make sure they’re going to be completely untarnished when he wants to use them again. he has an entire cabinet for all of his mugs and one other cabinet for the rest of his glasses and bowls and plates because he doesn’t own a whole lot but he does like mugs. and someone will ask him about his mugs and he’ll properly tell them where he got each and every one, down to exact dates and times because he remembers everything and thinking about when he found his favorite mugs makes him feel less stressed. and whoever asked will not get a single word in and they won’t try to because five is talking about his mugs and he doesn’t get a whole lot of joy from material things but it is the simple things that matter. and five likes the simple things. and five likes his mugs.