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tinyfishtits · 8 months ago

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Heya! If you're up for it, I'd love to see a fic with Micah getting some body-positive confidence boosting. Just letting him know how gorgeous he is when he personally doesn't think so (and showing that dad-bod some love. 🥰)

Always up for soft dad-bod Bell my king !!! Your wish is my command 😌❣️

I sat on a rock on the edge of camp, sipping coffee and letting my mind wander as the camp came to life before me. The rising sun met the mist settled in our small clearing, casting everything in a hue of hazy orange, my fellow gang members no more than misty apparitions in the morning light.

The smell of Pearson's stew being prepared wafted over to me on the breeze and my stomach roared with impatience. Sighing, I wrapped myself tighter in the blanket I cloaked myself with and stifled my hunger with another long sip of coffee. A splash sounded beside me and I whipped my head around to see Micah Bell, dripping with water as he leaned over the washing basin.

“Isn’t that freezing?” I asked, raising my brows at him when he met my gaze. He brought another handful of water to his neck, letting it fall down his back and chest, his red shirt darkening with the moisture. Wordlessly, he walked over to where I sat, taking out a cigarette and lighting it as his eyes raked over me.

“Cold, darlin’?” He drawled, “Need some help warmin’ up?”

“What do you propose? I crooned, instantly matching his playful tone. A mischievous smirk played on his lips and in a flash he had his arms around me, lifting me up over his shoulder with a theatrical grunt, my blanket and coffee thrown to the ground.

“Shit doll, you’re heavier than you look.” He teased while I swatted and squirmed against his hold on me.

“Ugh, you’re all wet!” I yelped as he began carrying me off toward the water, “Damnit Micah put me down!”

“Would ya calm down!” He shot back at me in his usual sharp, gravely tone. “We aint goin’ far.” Another thirty seconds of me bobbing on his shoulder and I was being lowered onto another rock. Though this one was much bigger, a proper boulder that had been basking in the sun all morning. Away from the shelter of trees back at camp, it had gotten surprisingly warm.

I let out a surprised gasp at the temperature and instantly sank back against its warmth, the comfort of my blanket fully forgotten. Micah stood watching me warily as he puffed at his cig, his stance torn between sitting with me or walking away, the expression on his face almost… shy. I patted the empty space beside me, inviting him to lay with me. Clearing his throat, he stomped out his cigarette before sitting on the boulder with a groan.

Peeking an eye at him sat hunched awkwardly beside me, I asked “You wanna take your shirt off?” His head whipped around to face me, eyes wide when they met mine. I chuckled at the shock that riddled his expression. “You’re all wet!” I clarified, “Take it off, it will dry faster.”

Micah narrowed his eyes at me and with a begrudging sigh, began unbuttoning his shirt. My gaze lingered on him as the damp cloth fell away. I knew he was strong, the way he carried me just moments before proof of that much. Though his muscles were understated, covered by soft skin that seemed to collect in his midsection. It wasn’t quite a full-on beer belly, like that of Uncles or Pearson, but a soft pouch nonetheless. He even had love handles that puffed out over his jeans. I reached out, unable to resist, and poked at the one nearest me. He jumped as if I’d electrocuted him and snatched my assaulting hand in an iron grip.

“The hell are you doing?” He grumbled, furrowing his brow at me as he waited for an answer. I couldn’t help the chuckle that escaped me at how offended he looked by the innocent touch.

“Just admiring…” I hummed, letting my eyes trail greedily over his body as he held my hand captive. He’d obviously put on some weight over the last few months, and I wasn’t complaining. He had been surprisingly scrawny after our time in Colter and the month he’d spent hiding away in the mountains after. The softness, it fit him.

“Stop teasin’” He muttered, releasing his grip on me.

“I aint!” I shot back, defensive. He was always such a flirt, I’d never seen him get so butt-hurt when it was thrown back at him before… We usually had an easy back and forth with that sort of thing. He just narrowed his eyes at me. “Would you just relax?” I huffed, pulling at his shoulder so he’d lay down, he let me, letting out an annoyed huff of his own.

We laid in silence for a few minutes, soaking up the warmth of the sun like lizards. I peeked sidelong at him to find Micah so relaxed he looked as if he’d fallen asleep, something I’d so rarely seen him do I propped myself up on an elbow and took in the sight of him so blissfully at peace like a cat asleep in a ray of sunshine. He had that same kind of feral beauty, soft yet sharp.

Reaching out a tentative finger, I traced over the contours of his chest. Feeling the gentle slope of his pecs, the soft golden hair that covered them like the rolling hills of a wheat field. He made a soft sigh and I froze, his body shifting a bit under my touch until he relaxed once more.

My hand trailed down to his stomach, a large, soft cushion that rose and fell with each deep breath. He was so damn warm. Warmer than the rock we laid upon, than the unrelenting bayou sun that shone down on us. My palm splayed out over his belly, soaking in the heat there, gently squeezing at the softness of his sides, the love handles that peeked out above his jeans.

A strong hand shot up, seizing mine and pulling it away from his warmth. I looked up to find Micah staring down at me, brows knitted over the steely blue eyes that bored into me, examining, questioning. He opened his mouth but the words I’d been holding back spilled out before he could berate me.

“Anyone ever tell you you’re beautiful?” His eyes widened first, shock at my admission washing over the skepticism on his face before he reined his expression, narrowing his eyes at me.

“Stop pullin’ my leg.” He grumbled, but I persisted. “I’m serious.” His eyes searched mine, looking for any glint of teasing lingering there.

“I aint beautiful.” He scoffed, releasing my hand. “Ruggedly handsome, maybe” He retorted, a smirk curling at his lips. I just rolled my eyes.

“You can be both…” I said softly, forcing my hand back to my side, the urge to touch him so overpowering I had to actively tell myself not to, though my eyes still hungrily raked over his torso. The sun igniting his skin like sculpted amber. He watched me closely and when I met his gaze I blurted out, “You got pretty eyes too.”

He chuckled, though there was no humor in his expression. ”I ain't no pretty-eyed pansy, doll.”

“I ain't the one calling you a pansy, that's all you.” I shot back. A little annoyed he couldn't take the genuine compliment. He just huffed a sigh in reply.

Slowly, I reached a hand up to his face. He watched me skeptically, but didn’t bat my hand away as I cupped his cheek, softly stroking at the facial hair that adorned it. Despite the hard, steely look on his face, he nuzzled into my touch. “Pretty eyes…” I whispered, my hand trailing down to brush over the scar on his chin, “Handsome face…” A faint moan escaped his lips at my touch, vibrating against my fingers. I continued tracing over the soft contours of his jaw, his neck, his chest...

When he kept quiet, allowing me to lazily explore his torso I added, “I like you like this, all soft…” I squeezed at his sides in emphasis, those fatty little pouches quickly becoming my favorite part of him. He inhaled sharply, but didnt stop me. When I met his gaze again his face had relaxed, the only emotion in his eyes something akin to… adoration.

“Don’t look at me like that,” I chided playfully, “I’m just sayin’ the truth.” A soft smile curved at his mouth. Without a word he took my wandering hand, gently this time, and brought it to his lips. He kissed my knuckles, once, twice, unraveling my hand to kiss at the finger that had trailed over his skin, his eyes never leaving mine. He hummed, keeping my hand in his as he pulled me closer, wrapping a strong arm around my back as he lowered me against his chest, a deep, rumbling sigh vibrating against my cheek as I curled into him.

Breaking through the peaceful silence, my stomach erupted once more in a growl, my forgotten hunger making itself known. Micah let out a genuine laugh at the sound, “Damn darlin’, if I didn’t know any better I’d think there was a wild animal wrapped around me.” He groaned as he sat up, not allowing me to unravel myself from him before he took me in his arms once more, rising from the rock. I didn’t protest this time, wrapping my arms around him and letting him carry me back to camp for breakfast, warm and content.

If you liked this, check out my other Micah works!

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#micah bell fic #micah bell x you #Micah bell fluff #fish reqs #red dead redemption 2

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akarisandraws · 1 year ago

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What's your opinion on the Sonic Prime series don't skip any details I love hearing people's opinions

Aight, buckle up. You asked for this haha!

So, Sonic Prime.

I really think this series was really well done. I like it overall!

Its strengths are plenty, ranging from animation, characters, and colors. Specially colors. Im an illustrator, like, colors are important to me yk?

I'll start with the animation, i think they really went full cartoony on it. And I like it very much! Though at first i found it pretty jarring that Sonic was bonking his head on every place. But like, now i get it.

They wen't for a more comedic and cartoony approach, and that's fine. I personally wanted something more... I don't like using "serious" to describe Sonic X but like. Yeah. Sonic X took itself kinda serious when it needed to. Either way it was clear that wasn't how the series was formatted, and thats FINE.

I like that the characters are bouncy and adding references to other games in some action sequences is pretty neat. It shows that the team was putting some love into the show.

Characters? MMM.

Like kind of a hot take, but i think everyone was handled GREAT except... Sonic. Which upsets me so much?

Everyone was pretty on character, including the shatterfolk. But like SONIC?? He was so far from the sonic in the games LOL

I think Game!Sonic, DIDN'T need to learn the lesson of listening to his friends. But then again, i know this show was meant for a younger audience and Prime!Sonic was kinda meant to be like the self insert of some kids. So.

But except from Sonic, i think everyone is VERY in character! Finally! Some Justice for Rouge and Shadow!

OH AND LET'S NOT FORGET NINE.

Edgy tails is not something i thought would exist, but im not complaining. Though that's a discussion for another day.

The voice actors did a great job too. Let's never forget the voice talent.

And finally, Colors and composition.

This aint something that much people are talking about, but like. The designs on characters and backgrounds is very cool, and the color palettes are an important play on that. Every location has a distinct color that makes it unique. And Green Hills looks AMAZING.

I love when people reimagine Green Hills in a 3D environment.

I just know that this show had some care put into it. Ever since like 2020? *checks notes* Yep 2020, that this series was announced i was very hype. Yeah, it has flaws, but come on. What videogame adaptation is perfect?

Tldr.

I like this series a lot, i just wish Sonic was written a bit better.

#Thanks for the ask!#sonic the hedgehog #sonic #sth #sonic prime #sonic prime season 3 #no spoilers #i think #ask #AkariDraws #akarianswers

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outlawtornn · 9 months ago

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with marching band coming up(for me at least), id like to yap about my hcs for the gang if they were to be in a marching band..(exception of steve because i dont know his character well enough to make decent hcs for him😭)

PonyBoy

-he would play a trumpet, he gives me major trumpet player vibes

-hes also not very good at playing it, he only joined because Soda did

-actually really good at marching

-either remembers all of his music or none of it

-he gets upset whenever the directors seperate brass and woodwind because soda plays a saxophone😕

-he would take football games very seriously

-NO extra playing in the stands

-fighting for his life every practice because marching at 180bpm and playing a trumpet takes a lot of air that he doesnt have

-thinks the uniforms are cool asf

-he almost died at band camp because he forgot water once

-Darry had to walk him off of the field

-Most hated section; percussion(dally hit him on the head with drumsticks once and he hasnt forgiven him)

Sodapop

-saxophone player !!

-he would be first chair because i said so

-WAY too lenient of a section leader but if you aint got your music memorized youre getting scolded

-really wants to be a drum major but he was never able to 'secure' the spot

-he fell a lot during his freshman year

-tries to teach ponyboy his music/drill spots as best as he can whenever pony gets confused

-not that serious about marching band, he's kinda doing it just because it sounded fun

-thought the uniforms made him look like shit(hes lying)

-remembers basically every show he did by heart

-really upset about quitting band when he dropped out

-Most hated section: Flutes/Piccs(Twobit rants about how much the section sucks)

Darry

-Drum major !!!

-he was like an overbearing parent to Soda and Pony during band camp(constantly checking if they had enough water breaks, ate enough each meal, etc)

-played the baritone in concert band and during his freshman year in marching band

-amazing at marching not so much marching and playing at the same time

-he didnt have enough time to practice at home so he only played during band and so his playing was mediocre

-drum major from sophomore to senior year

-he didnt mind the uniforms, he liked the normal uniforms better than drum major uniforms though

-HATED dally during marching band season. only during marching band season though

-director(s) loved him because the band actually listened to him

-got really upset when he graduated but the entire band said they were gonna miss him + the rest of the seniors so that makes it a bit better

-Most hated section: Percussion(Dally annoys him during MB season)

Two-bit

-Piccolo player.

-He thinks it sounds like a dog whistle and likes annoying Dally with it(he gets hit on the head with drum sticks)

-good at playing, bad at marching

-he has overall poor coordination from drinking so often

-his coverdowns suck

-god forbid he's backwards marching

-directors got onto him a lot about it he just couldnt fix his marching, he just sucked

-love/hate relationship w/ his section

-flutes n piccs gotta lot of drama overall, he just tried to ignore it

-(he started most of it)

-he's showed up drunk to a football game and he nearly got kicked out

-^darry had to talk the director out of kicking him out of the band

-annoys johnny all the time during practice considering he likes the clarinet section better

-Constant 'this one time at band camp..' jokes

-he adores the uniforms for some odd reason

-exclusively watches mickey mouse on his way to/from games and comps

-he complained a lot during band camp

-says hes going sober for the season every year(he lies every year)

-Most hated section: Flutes/Piccs(Its his own section, he just doesnt like the other people)(they dont like him either)(im not exaggerating this. flutes have the worst drama ever.)

Johnny

-Clarinet!!

-Takes marching band VERY seriously

-good distraction for him

-out of the house a lot because of practice

-he has to carpool to get back home basically everyday

-really good at marching, surprisingly

-soda was his marching band brother basically

-stayed as close as possible to dally during warm-up blocks

-liked talking about his music and drill to pony whenever practice ended

-dally told him he did good after a show once and hes never forgotten it

-really quiet during practice

-like pony, fighting for his life trying to get air he doesnt have during practice

-usually ends up talking to pony in the lot after football games

-doesnt really like wearing the uniforms but he thinks they look fine

-type of person to cry at championships

-LOVES stands tunes theyre so fun to him

-Most hated section: Trumpets(No hate to Pony, but theres too many.)

Dally

-Percussion - bass drum

-he used to be a snare but he broke 2 of them and the directors gave up

-really irresponsible when it comes to memorizing his music

-he remembers half of the show and just wings it for the rest

-comes up behind people and hits them in the head with drum sticks

-he doesnt even know why hes in band

-he complains about practice every day(who doesnt tbh)

-suffering at band camp

-pale bitch burned so badly its not even funny

-worst mischief during band camp and football games

-annoying the fuck out of darry during water breaks

-Sylvia is in colorguard so its really awkward whenever they see each other

-actually decent at marching

-he just doesnt take it seriously

-he hates stands tunes with a burning passion

-he has to tie his hair up to put on his hat and twobit makes fun of him for having a 'man bun'

-he touched the feathers of a plume with his hands once and darry yelled at him

-hates the uniforms but is convinced he looks good in it(he doesnt)

-Most hated section: Mellophones(He has beef w/ one of the guys who plays one)

#my hcs #yeah sorry i yapped #ponyboy curtis #darrel curtis #darry curtis #sodapop curtis #two bit mathews #johnny cade #dally winston #dallas winston #the outsiders #the outsiders headcanons #marching band AU #😭#sorry guys i have band brainrot #marching band ministrations #dolirants

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kingdoms-and-empires · 1 year ago

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Honestly MC is such a fascinating individual, and personally i think their especially fascinating when picking the orphan background.

Like, they were completely alone then, and had no one and nothing but an education to their name, and that's exactly how they died too. But now MC has a loving family, a fortune, political power, and as much authority a person can have, but their STILL lonely.

But they can't really complain about it though, like I mentioned they have more than anyone else could ask for, they wouldn't have the GALL to lament about their fears and insecurities when their at the top, and especially considering what they have done to other people thus far.

All of that, plus the blatant dehumanization of MC by others, INCLUDING their closest friends and even family, AND the fact that their a reincarnation here specifically to do something a Goddess wants them to do and HAS to be the best in order to do so, well it's a recipe for disaster

Goes to show that MC isn't op at all, objectively their biggest flaw is thinking that despite everything their anything but human.

Anyway I love MC and I NEED someone to view them as a person outside of their family or ill cry

"but their STILL lonely."

"But they can't really complain about it though, like I mentioned they have more than anyone else could ask for"

I personally find it much more entertaining and narratively interesting to have an MC have it all, and it being part of the reason they feel the way they do. Also really glad someone is seeing the threads and themes of the story im trying to make.

"All of that, plus the blatant dehumanization of MC by others, INCLUDING their closest friends and even family" YESSSSSSSSS And its only going to get worse once MC starts racking up more and more achievements.

^me telling me when my brain cells decide to write the things I do

"Goes to show that MC isn't op at all, objectively their biggest flaw is thinking that despite everything their anything but human."

And that is my attempt at deconstructing the OP Hero trope. Yes youre an OP isekai hero, but it aint all that its cracked to be.

Thank you for you analysis. It lets me feel like my shit is understandable enough that i can get the themes and points i want across for the lovely readers such as yourself!

#kingdomsandempires #interactive fiction #choice of games #dashingdon #hosted games #if wip

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bluehwale-main · 1 year ago

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hi hello how are u are u doing well im worried i hope u are eating well doing well mentally emotionally and physically

i kinda miss (ALOT ALOT ND I HOOE U ARENT DED PLS BE ALIVE I LOVE U COMEBACK HOME 😓😿)

ALSO I FUCKING CAME BAck HERE TO SCREAM ABT A GUY IN TUX FUVKING HELL WHY DO I MELT OVER A MAN IN A TUX 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

yes i was malfunctioning when i opened that snap like him trying on a black tux nd sent me a black nd white snap of him trying with all the cuff links 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

me the whole day after seeing him in tux 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 (same person who I complained abt blaming me abt not telling him to back off when he was flirting )

BUT WHY THE HELL MEN LOOK SO GOOD IN TUX

my frnds were LIKE CALM DOWN BITCH HE AINT BOYFRIEND I WAS 🙄🖕🥲LIKE LOOKING SO GOOD

kinda wanna yk wear a ball gown nd make my future bf wear a tux nd do a dance with him then loose my mind over how good he looks

like I WANT TO SEE CLOSE UP A MAN IN TUX (I want to 😭😭😭 why am I like this I do feel like I shld get a boyfriend these days but then I realize im listening to love songs too much these days nd those are the sideffects of it 💀)

TAKE CARE HAVE A GOOD DAY LOVE <3

HONEY, IM HOME!! <3

i’ve read ur previous asks and OMGMDKSNSJSJS THE TEA???? so exciting (also thanku sm for ur k/thai/cdramas I WILL BE WATCHING THEM SOOON <3) and ahhhhh i hope u passed all ur mock exams I HAVE FAITH IN U REN !! how was ur finals btw? :3

I MISSED U SM IM SO GLAD I GET TO HAVE MY NEEDED DOSE OF REN ENERGY AGAIN <3 i’ve been doing well!! life is just super life-ing rn and i hope u’re doing well both physically and emotionally as well and also!!! i hope u’re eating well and eating lots and lots of yummy desserts <3 (IM THANKFULLY NOT DEAD YET AND I LOVE U TOOOOOO MWAH MWAH)

OOOOOOF NOT THE GUY BEING THE SAME ONE U TALKED ABOUT HELPPPP AAAAA but damn..,,,. sometimes it really do be like that 😔 sigh,,, most hot men are assholes ngl UR FRIENDS ARE SO FUNNY THOUGH??-??? HAHSHSHHSHAHA

omg a ball gown and dancing in a ballroom sounds so fun tbh I WANNA DO THAT TOOOOO AAA especially bcs i didn’t have prom in hs bcs of covid </3 the world is unfair !! >:-(

giiiirrrlll frrrrr DID U SEE ATEEZ IN THE AMERICAN MORNING SHOW THING??? THEY WERE WEARING SUITS AND imagine seeing that irl 😵‍💫 i’d run the other way actlly bcs i’d be too nervous (IM CRYINGG nah but yeah that happens </3 listening to love songs makes u want to be in a relationship so bad but when u look at the choices u have, u just kinda go… hM.. bcs men suck 😭)

I LOVEEE UUUU SM I HOPE U’RE HAVING A GREAT DAY AS WELLLLL <3 forehead kisses mwah mwah

#answered #the loml!!!!!!#diorwoo #<3

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yanderelegoninjago · 2 years ago

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Hello! I would like to request yandere hcs of the ninja getting jealous that their crush is crushing on another ninja??

Oh, interesting. I love this idea! I even added Nya, cause I love her

Lloyd Garmadon

What? You like Cole?

He's heartbroken, shattered, destroyed

He loves you, the least you can do is return it

He'll be distant, stubborn, and even rude to Cole

You'll question him about it, but he won't be straight with you. In fact he'll be like 'I don't know, how about you ask your little boyfriend'

You're confused where it came from, because you and Lloyd used to be so close

When Lloyd realizes the power he has, he'll use it to kick Cole off the bounty

You'll confront Lloyd about it, but he'll just tell you he has to do what's best for the team

He's childlike, because he just doesn't know how to handle these emotions

He was never taught how to do these things/handle them [Thanks mom and dad]

Kai Smith

Haha! He thinks your joking when you tell him about your crush on Jay! Jay of all people, no way

But then he realizes you're not joking

He's devastated, but he doesn't give up

He doesn't truly believe you could love anyone that isn't him

He'll go harder on Jay than usual, to the point where Jay actually can get severely hurt

"Sorry, I must not know my own strength

Jay appreciates you taking care of him though, much to Kai's annoyance

Kai feels like Jays rubbing it in his face and his aggression definitely shows

Cole Brookstone

Aint no way you have a crush on a robot

He'll take it well, on the outside, but on the inside, he's fuming

But the thing with Cole is he's good at covering up his emotions and planning ahead

He'll be the only one successful into getting you to sort of turn against Zane, seeing his flaws, and making you fall in love with him

Cole sees Zane as a brother [They all see each other as family], so he couldn't imagine hurting him, but if he had to and had no other option....

He loves you so much and he hasn't felt this love and acceptance since his mom died, so of course he's going do whatever he has to do to protect you and protect his relationship

Jay Walker

He's not surprised when you told him you liked Lloyd

Lloyd is the Green Ninja, of course you like him

Jay is already super insecure about himself, but this is really the nail in the coffin

He'll gaslight you, "I guess he's better than me cause he's the green ninja"/ "I'm nothing without you"/ "No one could love you like I do" etc etc

He'll be rude to Lloyd and you find it hard to confront Jay about it, because you felt bad for Jay

Jay loved you so much and he hates that he's losing you to a villain's son

You didn't even know Lloyd as long as Jay has, so Jay says you don't know the real Lloyd

He'll try and turn you against Lloyd, much to Lloyd's annoyance

Lloyd doesn't understand why Jay is acting this way, so he'll ask you

This is when you tell him you like him and this really drives Jay over the edge

He complains about it and he'll tell you "I love you so much! I've always loved you, but you love another man"

You hate seeing Jay so sad, so you tell Lloyd [Since he didn't answer you and asked for time when you told him you liked him] that you couldn't date him, because Jay meant so much to you and you couldn't stand to see him sad

Zane Julien

Boy would be heartbroken

He would take it the best, but he would still be heartbroken

You go on and on about Nya, and while it breaks his heart, he'd rather you be happy then hurt someone because of his love for you

He ignores the feelings he has for you and buries them deep down

He hates seeing you both together, it just tears him into two

There's a small part of him that thinks he can win you over

Though he can't stand to see you sad, even if you being happy breaks his heart into a million pieces

He will always put you before him

Nya Smith

You like her brother? Why?

She has a better control of her emotions, she's pretty, she's a great cook! Not to mention this women could beat anyone's ass

Her and Zane are the most calm about it, well at first...

Her and her brother have rivalries, sure every pair of siblings does, but this was the straw for Nya

She'll confront her brother, telling him her situation

Whether Kai likes you or not, nothing could come between him and his sister, so he'll go to you telling you he doesn't share your feelings, which breaks your heart

Guess who's their to comfort you?

If you said Nya, you're WRONG right

You'll slowly fall in love with her

Sure, it took a little manipulation/gaslighting, but in the end she still won your heart

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ppnuggie · 3 years ago

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TF! G1 SOUNDWAVE + CASSETTES x fem reader

『　soundwave ,, ravage ,, rumble ,, frenzy ,, ratbat ,, lazerbeak ,, buzzsaw ,, female human reader 』

-> soundwave + cassettes comforting fem human on period

— fluff ,, comfort ,, sfw

— making this bc its too early in the morning and i cant sleep ,, istg that ibuprofen aint helping and everything hurts 👩‍🦯

pillows and blankets spread around you ,, a groan falling from your lips as you seek comfort in the lifeless objects. the medicine being taken earlier had been useless ,, as it felt futile when you were still in pain. tears would soon find their way to the brim of your eyelids ,, the show on your tv proving useless to you. it was meant to take your mind off the pain ,, but it didn’t work that well. because every moment you thought your cramps would go away ,, they came right back to haunt you. the sound of your front door opening ,, however ,, had put you on high alert.

though when you could hear the familiar voices of soundwave talking to his cassettes ,, you were put at ease. at least it was just them ,, and not a stranger. soundwave’s loud footsteps echoed against the walls as he walked towards your room. turning the knob and there he stood ,, metal shining against the light as he stood with a perfect posture. your immediate response was to make grabby hands at the mech ,, and hope he would get the right memo.

which he did ,, closing the door behind him and walking over to your form. he loved aside a few of the pillows and crawled under the blanket. spooning you from behind ,, arms wrapped around your waist and servos placed against your belly. it was as though he knew of what was happening ,, his servos heating up before moving down and laying against your womb area ,, where the cramps were. a sigh fell from your lips as you leaned into his warmth ,, finally feeling well enough to speak.

“how was work?” was what left you ,, head tilting back and leaning on the pillows beneath. soundwave shook his helm ,, only letting out a small huff. of which usually meant that he had a bad day. your pout turned upwards into a smile ,, moving to place a kiss to where his cheek would be. his visor brightened ,, before his mouth guard moved away. cold metal lips would soon be on your own warm ones ,, light and gentle as he kissed you.

his servos grew warm against your skin ,, bright optics peering into your eyes. the kiss may not have lasted long ,, but it did ease your mind. taking you away from the pain you had felt. though it was still there ,, it hadn’t hurt as much as it did before. it didnt take long before the cassettes would bust in ,, loud and roudy as usual.

though they were quick to quiet down with the look soundwave had given them. frenzy was the first to speak up from the quiet group ,, “ uh ,, what’s going on ?” he asked ,, suspicion in his tone as he stared you two down. soundwave only gave another huff. “ y/n : in pain ,,” he replied ,, “ soundwave : assist ,,” rumble did an ‘ooh’ before climbing into the bed. “ i wanna assist too !” he complained ,, and cross his arms. frenzy was quick to agree ,, ravage only letting out a yawn before helping himself up on the bed. lazerbeak and buzzsaw ,, however ,, made their way to soundwave. perching on the frame of the bed ,, they watched as the other cassettes tried to shimmy their way under the warm blankets.

a small laugh fell from your lips ,, watching the chaos unfold. ratbat stopped flying around before landing on the bed. hobbling his way over ,, he nuzzled himself into your arms ,, absorbing the heat radiating from your body. soundwave helped rumble and frenzy get situated ,, making sure they were cozy before moving back to cuddle you. ravage had laid himself down in between you and soundwave ,, the warmth of his body heating the two of you up.

“ here ,” you handed the two twins the remote for the tv. “ you can pick something to watch ,, just don’t turn the volume up loud ,” you told them. smiles were planted on their face plates before they started to quietly argue. what they picked out to watch didnt matter to you ,, as your eyes had closed. your body snug against soundwave and ravage ,, with ratbat in your arms. the warmth of the cassettes and soundwave combined had eased your cramping ,, lulling you to sleep.

soundwave made sure they would be quiet ,, as to not wake you. his free servo moved to stroke your hair ,, feeling the softness in his digits and raking out any tangles. the birds had already begun to sleep ,, ratbat though ,, was still awake and watching whatever the twins had put on. comfort seethed through you ,, dreaming away without any pain.

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gale-gentlepenguin · 4 years ago

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Gale Reviews: ML Season 4 Episode 8 Queen Banana

(Spoilers below)

-Marinette is costume designer for this independent movie the class is helping put on.

-So from what I got Shameless Self-insert, I MEAN Respected former student now famous director Thomas Astruc. is helping make this movie. And it gets to be in theaters... for some reason.

-The Mayor really went from hiding himself to being blatant about it

-Also Bob Roth and Gabriel are involved? Okay but WHY?

-Chloé is salty she isn't the star, and also Sabrina is feeding her bananas (so this is why the bananas were related)

-And Chloé ruins another scene the class performs. Chloé believes the city's money is her money. Thomas Really going for Chloé being an irredeemable brat to the point that it makes it REALLY funny instead of awful

-OH! I just realized it. Thomas Astruc being there is the biggest and most blatant way to say. "CHLOE YOU HAVE BEEN REPLACED."

-The art teacher has a name, and actually makes a point. HE QUOTED HER! Thats hilarious.

-And then points out she was actually WORSE! I CANT

-Chloé's CHAIR REVEAL! I LIVE FOR IT!

-And Andre is scared of his daughter. BECAUSE of course she is

-Bob Roth... truly a beacon of integrity

-Well they shooting and Marinette is snarky to Chloé. Who deserves it.

-Sabrina's sole purpose in this episode is... Banana

-Marinette is so Sassy in this. Like I am all for Sassynette, but something seems off. Not that its bad, but I am trying to figure out why this feels so... personal.

-OMG I just got this. This episode is Thomas COMPLAINING ABOUT JEREMY'S EXECUTIVE MEDDLING! I knew this felt Like Animaestro for some reason.

-Thomas aint being subtle. Chloé is Zag in this. Like just wow.

-Queen Banana was her attempt to hide a blatant Queen bee reference.

-Second script rewrite and now EVERYONE feels done with it. So my question is... How do they escape this UN-APEELING situation?

-I Like the design of Chloé's Queen banana.

-SHE HAS A CAR NOW!

-AND SCRIPT CHANGE NUMBER THREE

-Adrien is now in a cage.... Okay... I wasn't expecting that. adrinette is cute tho.

-A CAGE BEING CARRIED BY A HELICOPTER?! Is it wrong that I would totally watch Chloé's movie.

-SON OF A B****. THIS EPISODE IS ALSO A CRITIQUE ON JEREMY ZAG MAKING THE MIRACULOUS MOVIE. MOTHER F***ER WE HIT 3 LEVELS OF META

-Honestly Chloé's demands sound dumb but also like the movie would be REALLY popular in America.

-Nino my son, I feel your pain.

-AND CHLOÉ LEFT BECAUSE SHE WASNT SATISFIED.

-I love that Kim tries to make it work.

-Okay so my bet is they try to film the movie without her there.

-I was right.

-And predictably she goes to the theater to see that the movie was filmed without her, cue outrage, cue blah blah blah

-Im watching the movie they filmed... I am disappointed by the lack of Dynamite throwing gorillas. (some of the special effects were cool.) It was meh, Id probably skip this movie.

-Gabriel... ACTUALLY DOING SOMETHING GOOD?! IN MY SHOW? Oh wait, he is going to akumatize Chloé so meh. I will say it cancels out.

-I was caught in the euphoria of Gabriel sounding reasonable that I forgot for a moment he is a piece of s***

-Shadowmoth's transformation looks stupid

-Adrien my boy. I AM PROUD OF YOU. I RESPECT AND LOVE YOU. YOU STOOD UP FOR YOUR OTHER FRIENDS. YOU TOLD CHLOÉ OFF. THAT IS MY SON!

-Shadowmoth saying Queen banana made me giggle.

-Chloé knows the drill. Just give her the monkey and she is ready

-She just turned that man into a banana... I can't.

-Ladybug and Chat noir enter stage left.

-You know they didn't show Chat noir transform. (Gale will remember that.)

-Ladybug just spun and Caught chat noir. Ladynoir points

-THE LUCKY CHARM ALMOST SQUASHED HER!

-Zoé stood up to Queen banana, and thats why Ladybug found out what she needed. Horray.

-Cue Iconic Akira pose on motorbike.

-Look Ladybug you can't blame chat noir on that one. Queen banana's care just up and moved. Not his fault he made the ape go... BANANAS

-ZOÉ LEE name confirmed.

-Zoé's transformation is ADORABLE! I LOVE IT

-Welp, Thats gonna leave a mark.

-Vesperia poses. I kind of see the chat noir parallels.

-Mistranslation. Plagg said Queen bee not Ladybug.

-Side note. Doesn't it seem kind of dumb that Cataclysm makes the sentimonsters go haywire instead of destroying them? There is already a Kwami that makes things go haywire. Its Xuupa.

-Chat noir got the car this time. Good. If he missed again, I would assume they really were giving him the shaft.

-Vesperia REALLY taunting Chloé. I love it.

-Ladybug and Chat noir really bullied Queen banana after that. LOL

-OOOH Ladybug made her a charm

-Chloé rejected it and Shadowmoth be like (oh it aint over yet.) What he doing.

-So Zoé stood up to Chloé and OMG SHE TRICKED HER INTO TAKING THE CHARM!

-ZOE YOU BRILLAINT! JUST IN TIME. SHADOWMOTH GOT BLOCKED!

- ADRIEN! TIKKI IS RIGHT ON MARINETTE'S SHOULDER! LOOK LEFT.

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Okay this episode was funny.

I would say this was Animaestro done... better.

I found it a bit on the nose with its criticism but at least didn't rub one's nose in it too much. But Once I saw what it was doing, I couldn't unsee it.

Well It isn't a bad episode at all. It has a lot of good moments.

Zoé is a a good character and I did enjoy Vesperia.

I like how we got to see how the charm works, thats cool.

overall

Objectively I would put it.

7.5/10

Though personally I put it more 6.5/10

There is an art to being subtle and this was a subtle as a gorrilla throwing banana explosives. Also there was no Banana noir and that in itself is a crime. No Mr. Banana. No stay peachy. Its a crime!

#ml #ml spoilers #gale reviews #queen banana #Zoé lee #chloé bourgeois #ladybug #chat noir

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wizkiddx · 4 years ago

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stop caring

yooo, so this is actually taken out of one of the sort of I guess series-esque things I’ve written, but it kinda just got shit at the end so I've given up and just wanted to post this instead. So sorry if some of the backstory isn't that clear or anything

tomhollandxfamous!reader

Summary: after your break up you bump into tom at a charity event and when shit hits the fan personally for you, someone who understands you is really what you need (angsty!!! maybe a bit of fluff too?)

TW: panic/anxiety attacks + mentions of assault

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3 months. 3 months you’d managed to avoid the boy that had given you the most joy in the previous years. 3 months without your best friend; of even when you’re with company feeling like a part of you was just absent.

And you had been thriving. Well… that’s what everyone thought. That’s what you tried to portray, because no matter how ‘famous’ or ‘successful’ people perceived you to be - ultimately you were like anyone else. Making your insta pop off after the breakup. And so to the outside world, through the very very small lense of social media life was great. Parties, friends, work.

You were a woman in demand - in all senses of the word.

But of course, as is the 21st century world, it was a lie. Instagram showed only snapshots of what can be very long 24 hours in a day. Naturally, a select few obviously knew - your best friend, Y/f/n being one of them. Yet still you were missing that one support, that one person who would drag you back to reality whenever you got too much into your own head. It actually rather annoyed you, how dependent you had got on him, in every part of your life.

And you really hadn’t expected to see him here today. You’d had your assistant check the guest list, he wasn’t on it. While getting ready, you had avoided all the products that reminded you of him; that soft nude lipstick he loved you in so much; your favourite (exfavourite) earrings. Had you known it, you would have worn these. Just because you knew it would get on his nerves a little bit. Nevertheless here you were, perhaps a little underdressed for the charity dinner in a dress you’d already worn before (because apparently that was a sin in the world of Hollywood). You couldn’t pin point from when, but it was simple yet elegant if you did say so yourself. A dark blue satin dress, that sat off your shoulders in a Bardot style; hugged your waist to accentuate your curves; then flowed outwards down to the floor with a slit up your right leg. It was simple compared to the sequin studded, diamanté jewelled dresses the rest of the women seemed to sport but it made you feel comfortable.

Besides, that’s what you needed today. This was the first time after the breakup you’d attended a public event without your best friend-turned-assistant-turned-absolute-life-saver. Y/f/n had been the greatest with you all through your life but especially recently, she deserved the break to go back home and see her family. It was a pretty decent excuse too, her cousins wedding, so you were in absolutely no place to complain.

Evidently it just HAD to be this event then, while you were flying solo, that you’d be faced with…well with his face. His fucking gorgeous, perfect and oh so sweet face.

Just seeing him, just seeing Tom fucking Holland, had the most intense burst of adrenaline course through your veins as you desperately scanned the rest of the room. Looking for an out, an excuse, someone to latch onto for the rest of the night. A distraction even.

Never one to admit it openly, but really you knew your coping mechanism of the past months had been to sleep with who you wanted. Because the best way to get over someone is to get under someone else right? You knew it was stupid too. Not because of slut shaming or anything ( we aint got no outdated views here), but simply it wasn’t you. It wasn’t a good idea for you. It didn’t fit.

Tom hadn’t seen you yet, so if you latched onto someone you’d likely be in the clear. So obviously, when your frantic glances landed upon Joe Keery, you literally sighed in relief. Joe was great, stranger things was a bit of a guilty pleasure for you - especially when you were in your trailer and bored. Just due to your line of work, you’d met a couple times, he seemed like decent crack and to you knowledge was single.

Unsurprisingly then, you almost marched over to Joe, ignoring the slightly shaky feeling in your leg as your hearing seemed to focus completely on the sound of Tom’s bright laugh.

It was your choice too. You’d chosen to end things. It was on you. Well really, both parties were equally guilty. Tom was the one who had been too tired and highly strung and exhausted to put effort into the relationship. Stupidly though, you were too in love to realise for so long, in doing so draining yourself in the process. The constant flying cross country to see him, when he couldn’t ever return the favour because he was too busy. It was chipping away at you, even if you didn’t notice. It took an intervention by your manager Davey and Y/f/n for you to see things for what they were. To see that Tom didn’t care as much as he used to.

He tried to fight for it, of course Tom did, because he also truly and deeply loved you. Nonetheless though, it was too late. And that was it. You closed that book and returned it to the library. Something your mind occasionally drifts back to and you think ‘huh that was a good read’ - yet that is the only space it occupies in your mind.

OR that’s how it should be. Not you yesterday, comparing everything your date did to Tom and deciding everything was worse. Not you today, seeing him and nearly being floored by the way the suit was tailored to his body oh so exquisitely. Not you now, hearing his bubbly laughter and having to fight your muscles from taking you back into his arms.

In short, you were highly strung and pining over a boy you’d killed your chance of happiness with.

Not to blow your own horn, you knew Joe wouldn’t be against having your company for the evening. After all, you were a young, beautiful and upcoming actor. You were ,at the very least, self aware. And so for a good few hours you almost forgot about Toms presence, spending the time before the speeches sharing a ridiculously overpriced bottle of wine (or two) with him. He was funny. He made you laugh, even if he was pushing the limits occasionally and teetering just on the right side of socially acceptable. It was risky and in that moment, with the alcohol in your system, it made him seem more and more of an attractive shag.

By the time the speeches started you were both overly giggly and had to keep shushing each other as the presenter called for quiet. Inherently, you knew exactly the location of Thomas - who he was sat around; the main he’d had at dinner; the brand of beer he’d been ordering.But that was subconscious. You were here with Joe.

Under your voices, whilst getting some disapproving looks from the older, more mature, members of your table you and Joe sat through the first boring speech whispering jokes under your breath - making each other clamp their mouth shut to avoid bursting out laughing. Though tipsy, you were very aware of Joe inching closer and closer, while his hand was casually brushing yours or your shoulder or waist more often. You knew this was low, being so blatant in front of Tom. To be quite frank though, should you care? And did he care?

The answer in your head at least, was an almost certain no to both.

One speech merged into another spent giggling away until Joe did something he didn’t mean. Heck he didn’t even know. His jesting quickly had toppled completely over into absolutely not category. Your brain felt like it was swimming as the name you’d avoided after that incident , almost ten years ago. The flashbacks came thick and fast. You an innocent young actor wanting to make a way in the industry. And him. A powerful, ridiculously important slightly overweight 50 year old with bad breath. That room in the corner of his hotel that you were completely lost in.

You were going to be sick.

Somewhere, distantly, you heard Joe saying something… asking you? Asking you if your were good? It was drowned out by a roar in your ears, you jerkily nodded your head. You knew your breathing was jilted, shaky and shallow. You knew your heart was exploding. It actually felt like a heart attack, the way it seemed to be beating as though it were going to break out of your chest. This time you really really needed an out.

So without any words, leaving a bemused Joe, your chair screeched on the floor as you stood up, garnering the attention of the whole room. The heads literally swivelled to stare at you, judgement clearly there as you frantically half ran to the back of the room, pleading if your head fro the toilet to be nearby. You needed to be away from everyone and safe.

Thankfully your escaped the room and the beady eyes, locating the bathroom where you threw a cubicle open, shakily locking it before collapsing into the wall in floods of tears, harsh sobs racking your frame as you clutched your hands to your knees and rocked slightly back and fourth. You dress being a full length ballgown was spilling out into the the nearby cubicles and under the door, but presumably you were alone in the loo - not hearing any other signs of life beyond your own sobs.

This always happened when you had your anxiety attacks. It was like clockwork. Zone out, stop hearing, loose control of breathing, heart starts pounding, make a quick escape to a toilet, cry and then…

Well back before Tom, it had been to throw up. That was the only thing you’d ever found to ground you enough to get your body backorder your own conscious control. It was like a wave of relief after, like the drowning feeling in your lungs had just evaporated away. But the Tom happened. The first time he’d seen you panic he hadn’t a clue what to do either. SO he had just sat with you, not wanting you to be alone in that state and waited. That panic though, had lasted so long that you’d almost made yourself pass out from the hyperventilating. When that had happened, Tom had gone into emergency mode. He had been scared to touch you, in case that made you worse, but when he saw your body going limp he didn’t have a choice. He’d collected you into his arms, with your head against his chest. Being this close to calling an ambulance, the relief Tom felt when your breathing got more and more regular was unparalleled.

Together, when he had you lying in his bed (recovered, if mortified and exhausted) was when you realised that you hadn’t been sick. And that was because of him. You’d grounded yourself on his heartbeat and breathing, listening to it and making yours sync up. Thats what had saved you that evening.

Now however, Tom was gone. This was the first panic attack you’d had since he’d been gone. Of course while you were together you were rarely in the same place, even so you’d phone him. But not now.

This all led to you sat clutching your knees as your mascara dripped down your cheeks as you had to fight to get enough oxygen into your body. You didn’t want to get into that vicious cycle of making yourself ill again. It really hadn’t been healthy.

Who knows how long you were sat there sobbing before you heard the door open and in response you clamped a hand to your mouth trying to stay silent. This irrational fear overcame you as you sat stock still, fearing the footsteps on the marble floor of the fancy function venue. Even the toilets were pretty posh.

“Y/n?…. It’s-it’s Tom.” Oh. My. Fucking. God. That was all that was going through your brain as you bit you lip - presumably painfully, yet you didn’t really feel pain in your current state. “Look I saw you leave and I know your on your own tonight… I-I couldn’t leave you on your own if your… well you know.” Everything was going so so fast in your brain, that it actually scared you into stopping crying, so much so you felt your hand flop back down to your side. “…I was waiting outside because I didn’t want to errr you know… but you’ve been 20 minutes so I need to know your good…..okay?”

The boy was too fucking good. And stubborn… he was too stubborn and you knew he wasn’t going to give in. It was also fairly evident that he knew you in here - there was no pretending you didn’t exist.

“Y/n? Come on you gotta let me know.”

“I’m fine. You-you go.” Only when you spoke was it evident to yourself just how not-okay you really were. Tom just chuckled and spoke again.

“How long have you known me for? That’s just not going to happen is it.” You already knew this, but something about the way he said it made you realise a sad laugh, momentarily making you feel a bit more in control. He seemed to like that response, you heard him bend down and then saw the bottom of his tux as he sat down leaning against your cubicle door.

“Is …is this your first one… since? You both know what he was talking about. Since you broke up.

“Uhmm I-“ You swallowed down a fresh rise of nausea, somewhat determined to not throw up when you ex is barely a metre from you. “Yeh I suppose.” In didn’t seem a revelation to Tom, yet he still hummed lowly in response as the room drifted back to silence.

“You… you wanna try to breath with me?… You don’t have to open the door just…”

Croaking a please in response because this feeling was really blood awful and you wanted it to end, Tom started exaggerating his breathes, as you shakily and eventually managed to start to time it with his. Without thinking, when Tom’s palm snuck half under the door you immediately grabbed and squeezed it - the contact helping to synchronise your body with his.

It should be an alien feeling after your time apart. But no it felt oh so natural and so very right.

Once you’d collected yourself and realised how bloody stupid this whole situation was you withdrew your hand back, loosing the warmth as you shook your head in disapproval of yourself. So very fucking stupid. He was silent for a bit, letting you think things through whilst still sat outside your cubicle.

“You good now?” You hummed in agreement and you felt Tom’s head fall against the door, looking up to the ceiling. “Want me to go?”

“If you want to” That was met with silence, but a very telling lack of movement that spoke a thousand words.

“You should get out of here… you wanna avoid the trigger again and I mean I know you’re exhausted.” The boy had researched panic disorder and attacks when he found out you suffered with it - he probably knew more of the psychology of it than you, whilst never having any first hand experience of it. Annoyingly he was right, as per, after attacks you always always slept for hours - it was just a draining process. “I’ll get you a car if you want?…. I’d like to make sure you get back okay if you don’t mind.” With only your cold and empty residual feeling left, his words still managed to ignite a spark of warmth in your chest.

“I’m not going to ruin your evening Tom.” You tried to refuse even if it was very very forced and very very hopeful he wouldn’t give in.

“I was having a crappy evening. Sitting in the ladies toilet talking to my ex through a toilet door has actually been the highlight.”He chuckled playfully in a self pitying way, somehow again making you giggle. And so he had you standing on slightly unsteady feet, your black heels held in one hand because no wasn’t the time to put yourself through teetering around on pin needles. The shuffling outside the door meant Tom stood up too - before you unlocked the door and opened it.

Prior to seeing Tom your eyes locked on the sight of your reflection, in the mirrors above the sinks opposite you. Perhaps the only way to describe it… it was a sight. The shock being in the juxtaposition between the elegant dress, which even having been crumpled on a bathroom floor had somehow managed to survive and still look near the off-the-hanger; but your face? Oh that was a shit show. You’d cried your makeup off almost completely, leaving your face blotchy and shining as well as the ever so telling smudged mascara under your bottom lash line.

You had to laugh or you’d just start to cry.

“Don’t worry I’ve seen you much worse.” You saw in the reflection as Tom leaned in and whispered in your ear, making your eyes roll and head shake as you looked from him back to you.

“I look like a paps dream.” Without instruction, Tom bolted into a nearby cubicle, wrapping layers of toilet roll round his hand before offering it to you as a makeshift wipe.

“This is the glamour of Hollywood don’t you know? Wiping your face with bog roll”Thankfully taking it, you offered Tom a thankful smile as he stepped back, giving you space as he leant against another cubicle pillar. Once you finished up blotting your face, Tom had already shrugged off his jacket walking toward you as he offered it out. Tilting your head to the side in a questioning manner Tom just shrugged, saying it’d help avoid the paparazzi just in case. In reality you weren’t so sure, but anyhow you still appreciated the gesture and draped it round your shoulders with a muttering of thanks.

At this point his phone pinged, the car was outside, so without any words exchanged he led you to the door, checked the hallway was clearly before guided you back to the exit. There didn’t appear to be anybody lurking around, which you were oh so thankful for as you almost threw yourself in to the safety of the blacked out car. Tom followed and you both, almost comically as if scripted, released a sigh in unison as you melted into the seats. That had you chuckling dryly as you sat in silence.

“You know we can’t move till you say where you’re staying?” Teasing you, Tom shot you that ever mischievous grin that made the blood rush through your skin. After you’d told the driver, the car pulled swiftly out the laibi.

“Did he…did he say something?” Tom’s demeanour had steeled up and you looked questioningly up at him. “Joe… you looked…close.”

“Oh”. You were taken aback. You should have seen this coming to be fair, him asking for the trigger this evening - and yet you were more shocked at his jealousy. How he looked pained to mention Joe by name. “Um no… well sort of…it was a joke. He didn’t mean it but it er…it took me back.” Tom knew your history, he knew what happened all those years ago and he nodded slowly , keeping his eyeline straight ahead.

“He’s a dick.”

“No he’s not…. He- he was sweet enough . It was all me.”

“What?”

“I pushed myself on him. I-I saw you… I was spooked.” Tom left it to drift back to silence. He had a lot of thinking to do too.

He’d obviously kept up to date with you. Call it a professional interest. That was the problem being in love with someone when you weren’t allowed to be. But it hurt like hell, especially when he heard what you were doing. Because he knew this wasn’t you. He knew you sleeping around wasn’t going to help you recover - in fact he thought (and quite correctly) it was the opposite. That long term it’d only cause you more and more pain.

“You know, you don’t have to do this?… I-I know it isn’t you. I’m not insulting or anything I’m… I’m just worried.” You knew he was being truthful . And infuriatingly he was right. Which only made it even more annoying.

“Why do you care though?” Looking out the window that was all you could think to say. That was your subconscious talking as you didn’t really want the answer. Or you desperately did but you knew it’d be hard to get over.

“Y/n” He sighed, making you look across at him “I’ve not stopped caring… I’ll never stop caring.”

Wasn’t that just a knife to the heart. You held your breath momentarily, not knowing what to think (nervermind say) in response to that. Everything in that car seemed to freeze, Tom’s eyes piercing the deepest and darkest parts of your mind as he stared at you. You both really weren’t over it. You were both hurting. You missed each other.

And you were about to dive in all over again.

But then the indicator ticked on. The car pulled to a stop. The ignition switched off by the driver. You were at your hotel. The journeys end - quite literally.

Tom felt it too. He knew if ever there was a chance, however rogue and unlikely, of you two working things out it was within this journey. And he’d failed.

“I-uh…I-this is me” Stammering through, distracted by the way Tom’s eyes shone with disappointment.

‘Yeh - yeh it is I guess.”

“Well er… thanks for, well you know… for saving me. You er-you really didn’t have to.”

“I wanted to”

“Yeh well er thanks…. And er-Oh! Your jacket” You realised, already tugging the tailored suit jacket from your shoulders.

“No no it’s really okay. I have loads anyway.” See?In Hollywood you really weren’t allowed to wear the same thing twice.

“Oh-okay. Well er….I’ll see you around I guess?”

“Can I walk you to your room, just to-check no one bothers you?” Tom was trying. Desperately trying. He could feel you slipping through his fingers again, this time he wanted to put up more of a fight. You shook your head thought, a sad smile gracing your lips.

“I’d say yes but I think I know where that’d end up…. And I don’t think that’s a good idea.” Defeatedly nodding, Tom just smiled in a tight-lipped fashion, equally as sadly at you.

“I’ll errr I’ll see you around.” While gathering yourself and preparing to exit the car, your hand on the door handle. Tom responded with a ‘yeh’ but before you left you leaned over and pressed a kiss to his cheek, before whispering under your breath..

“Thankyou Tom.”

part 2 ish of sorts --> link

#tom holland #tom holland x reader #Tom Holland angst #tom holland fluff #tom holland x famous!reader

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heyitsyn · 4 years ago

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Manager!Seijoh Part 8

a/n: okay so since my halloween special was a flop ill write this instead but uwuwuwuwu its also my birthday today so hehe this is kinda a special request too :D

WAIT YOU GUYS THIS IS TOTALLY IRRELEVANT IF YOURE NOT A POTTERHEAD BUT OMG I SHARE THE SAME BIRTHDAY AS SIRIUS BLACK LIKE WHAT :”) I THINK I SAVED A COUNTRY IN MY PAST LIFE OR SOMETHING :”)

for more seijoh content, check this masterlist out!

anon:

- IF IT WAS YOUR BIRTHDAY! omg :0 i think we can all agree that the ramen shop will get GOOD BUSINESS that day. but it was a total surprise when the upperclassmen basically JUMP you after exiting your last class. vball practice? deliberately cancelled cuz today is YOUR day. kyo leading you, iwa making sure your eyes are closed while oikawa keeps teasing you on how you’re letting a group of men take you BLIND (cue the PUNCH). your smile is worth the XXX amount spent c,:

LOOK HOW CUTE MATTSUHANA ARE IN THIS LIKE OMG ITS LIKE IWAOI SPIRIT SWITCHED W THEIRS AND NOW IWAOI HAVE TO PULL THEM APART INSTEAD OF THE OTHER WAY AROUND

okay yay happy birthday to me uwu

i kinda put this request off since my borfday was right around the corner so hahaha to the anon who requested this, here it is!!!

okay anyways!!!

so today is your borfday

obvs this could be any day lmao it doesnt have to be today but it can be any day just pretend the calendar was different lmao

you were born today and your parents and natsu obvs celebrated it the morning you woke up

like you were peacefully holding your squirtle plushie and snuggling close to get more sleep bc it was still early

but natsu quite literally kicked your door down and your parents walked in with a large cake with candles

STEPBRO WHAT ARE YOU-

okay ill stop now

ofc you were startled bc what the hek

like you were so surprised that you rolled off the bed and landed harshly on the floor

instead of being yanno ‘yey! its my borfday!’ you were like ‘dear asahi kill me’

waking you up at the buttcrack of dawn?

lmao 10/10 not recommend

natsu felt really bad and he pulled you up from the floor and situated you back on the bed while your parents backtracked back downstairs

‘ohmygosh babygirl im so sorry i didnt mean to hulk smash you to the floor’

im sorry sir what 💀

this whore

you waved him off but he still felt guilty so he just pressed kisses to your forehead to soothe it

meanwhile youre just leaning against him, eyes closed, bc you grew up with natsu always doing this whenever you got hurt so it was such a soff moment for you

eventually, he was able to bring you downstairs and your parents were lowkey scared lmao but you smiled at them

‘thank you for the cake’

they breathed a sigh of relief and you sat down on the chair to eat breakfast

‘here darling’

you accepted the bowl of rice from your madre and you ate your birthday breakfast with them while yall are saving the cake for later during dinner

when you finished, you were getting up and shouting up the stairs that you were showering first

hehe natsu was all like ‘lmao why? its like 4 in the morning’

you froze, foot hovering over a step and you sighed

‘excuse me what 💀‘

yea no

you were dragged back to the kitchen and you were all pouty bc duh who the hek wants to wake up that early but your parents saved themselves by giving you your parents early

(literally anything you guys want they gave you okay? but only like 3 lmao not a bajillion things)

you were still grateful for everything and you felt very much appreciated

since it was still early, you just decided to screw it and got ready to go to school early and set up the gym for early morning practice

natsu volunteered to go with you to school but you shook your head

‘nah, im okay. the walk is peaceful’

he huffed, crossing his arms, but nodded anyways

‘fine. only because its your birthday’

hehehehe the amount of freedom during your day of birth

you were of course the first one in the gym but you didnt mind bc you actually liked the quietness that was so rare inside there

you turned on some (f/m) (lmao favorite/music) and you were sweeping, unknowingly swaying and dancing slightly

at around 5:40, the third years have arrived and since theyre the eldest, they usually get there first

omg the blush explosion on their faces when they saw you twirling around with the mop and ofc oikawa being the little poopie head he is, he swooped in and held your waist

you got startled but seeing the soft brown eyes of your captain made a soft smile appear on your face

‘hello, oikawa-san’

you whispered and he nuzzled his face to the side of your head softly

‘morning, y/n-chan’

before he could go on, iwa threw him away behind him and you giggled

mattsun raised an eyebrow at your odd behavior

‘hm? why are you so happy today, y/n-chan?’

you stopped then chuckled

‘nothing much, mattsun-san’

you didnt really want to tell them it was your birthday bc tbh you didnt think it was a big deal or anything

the others werent complaining bc they rarely see you so lively and upbeat and they loved it

you were humming under your breath for gods sake

the other boys have trickled in and again, they also went ‘?’

your soft smiles, giggles, and joy was everything to them

god bless for this beautiful morning

poor kindaichi cowered in fright as he braced himself for a scolding from you for missing a block but he got even more scared when you just patted his head

‘its okay, yuu-kun. there’s always a next time’

yea there was something wrong

unfortunately, school was starting and they weren’t able to start questioning you and there aint no way kindaichi and kunimi were going to do that themselves without the upperclassmen who could calm you down if you got too defensive

you were skipping down the hallway and you even looped your arms around your first year friends and they shared a confused look before being dragged by you

during class, darling kunimi was too busy and distracted by your quiet singing of some show that takeru watched when you were over

‘KUNIMI-SAN, IS MATH SO BORING THAT YOU FIND INTEREST ON L/N-SAN INSTEAD?’

yes, yes it is

but he didnt say that and instead turned away so fast that you felt the wind beside you

DID A 180 CRAZY~~~

he texted the separate bros group chat about you still being all happy and they were all curious as to what makes you so happy

during lunch time, kindaichi usually went over to go eat with you and kunimi right?

but he was surprised when he just saw kunimi there without you

‘wh-’

‘i dont know’

‘what do you mean you dont know?!’

nah fam we not dying yet

natsu texted you earlier that he had a bento for you that he made himself and he wanted you to eat it instead of the one your mom made

you were passing by the building entrance door thingy and caught the attention of the third years who were at the rooftop eating their lunch

there was also other students outside and they watched your flowery aura skip over to the equally attractive hiroshi natsu

‘y/n-chan~’

he cooed and you smiled up at him

curse him and his tall height

he let you hold the f/c cloth covered box so he could cup your face and kiss over your booboo again

‘wo mow, matsu-’

translation: no more, natsu!

you whined as he kept kissing your forehead and you were turning red at the attention from the other students

dang oikawa crushed his juice box at the sight even though he knew natsu was just a cousin

‘ill save you, y/n-chan!’

he shouted, already flying down the stairs towards you and the other third years after him to keep him from doing something stupid

but they also lowkey wanna see you too

but by the time they reached the entrance, you were already walking away and even passed by the quartet, giving them a close-eyed smile and a cute ‘hello!’

the 3 were distracted by you and were coddling you while oikawa ran out and shouted after natsu’s retreating form

‘natsu! oi, natsu!’

as if the boy was purposely ignoring him, natsu kept walking forward

‘HIROSHI NATSU!’

his scream finally made him turn around and natsu’s face held a teasing smirk

‘oya? chibi-chan?’

KDJFSLFDFKDSJKFD YES YOU CALLED?

oikawa huffed and panted as he firmly walked over to natsu

‘tell me, hiroshi natsu. why is y/n-chan all cutesy and happy today?’

then the smirk fell, replaced by an actual, genuine annoyed look

‘hah?’

oikawa blinked

‘what do you mean ‘hah’?’

natsu waved his hands around in a frenzy of shock

‘so you mean to tell me, you, oikawa tooru, the dude who literally woke up the neighborhood at the buttcrack of dawn a few weeks ago, in love with my cousin, doesn’t know what today is?’

‘was i supposed to,,,, know?’

KSDLFJSDKFJDS THIS DUDE

natsu’s face became a meme and the guy was so disappointed that he just turned around and continued walking

oikawa gasped and clutched natsu’s arm, begging and pleading to tell him

ofc the little shite natsu is, he smirked down at oikawa’s kneeling form

‘hmm, gotta say, chibi-kun. i like this view~’

KDSLFJSDKFJLSDKFJDKS WHOS CHILD ARE YOU, HIROSHI NATSU

‘tell me, natsu-chan!’

the puppy eyes of oikawa tooru not only affected girls but also boys fully socked homosexual boys so natsu had to turn away, fighting down a blush

stay loyal to katsuki

wait, no, probably tetsu

or kenma

or both

or keiji

‘-me! natsu-chan!’

that snapped the pink-haired boy out of his thoughts and crossed his arms, glaring down at oikawa

‘hm, why do you wanna know so bad? youre on your knees, begging me for information you shouldve already known since you claim to like her so much’

oikawa pouted and he sniffled

‘i wanna know everything about y/n-chan. i wanna know what today is so i can make her as happy as she is today forever!’

‘youre so cheesy’

natsu chided and oikawa pouted even harder causing natsu to sigh and pinch his nose

‘the girl was born today’

oikawa’s face lit up and he hurriedly stood on his feet, hands on natsu’s biceps since he could barely reach natsu’s shoulders bc of his 6′5 height

‘its her birthday today?!’

‘i literally just said that-’

‘oh my gosh! we need to plan something!’

oikawa started but then frowned

‘but we’re in school so it would be too late to do a surprise when we finish’

his mumbles

filled their vicinity and natsu finally realized where exactly they were so he tugged the still mumbling boy over to the side out of people’s view

ohmygosh if i saw 2 handsome, tall, hot boys there, id be staring too omg

‘oi, oikawa’

he still didnt budge until natsu had to kick him at the leg

rip not his knee yall

tooru flinched and hatefully glared at the boy but natsu pointedly glared at him right back

‘before you start bitching to me, i was just gonna suggest i can help you and your little plan to woo my baby cousin’

as if he wasn’t irritated in the first place, tooru lit up and he excitedly clung onto natsu

‘really? you’ll really help me?’

natsu rolled his eyes and tried to pry the brunette off of him but he felt the grip tighten

‘listen, oikawa, as much as i like having pretty boys hang on to me, i’d really appreciate if you just back off a bit and actually understand what im saying’

can i just say how long their lunch break is?

and not at natsu trying to get with oikawa and oikawa completely missing it

‘you can go do your education scam system thing while i can go set things up over at that one noodle place she likes’

natsu explained

oikawa was about to smile until he paused and leaned away

‘theres a catch. i know theres a catch’

then natsu smirked, confirming oikawa’s suspicion

‘ill think about what i really want but for now, i just wanna see that one doggie boy you guys have. also, your friend with the big arms’

lmao imagine the surprise in oikawa’s face

‘YOU GO FOR THEM BUT NOT ME?!’

‘why? you want me to?’

‘YES! i mean, well-no but YES!’

‘*sigh*’

thats how oikawa ended up telling the boys about the last minute birthday surprise for you and the help from natsu

‘yea, apparently its her birthday. also, iwa-chan, kyoken-chan, you need to talk to natsu-chan’

‘hah?! why?!’

‘THAT IDIOT?!’

you were minding your own business during class until you saw kunimi raise his hand

‘yes, kunimi-kun?’

‘bathroom’

normally, you wouldve just looked away but you noticed him grab his bag when the teacher wasn’t looking which prompted you to sigh since he was skipping class

i mean, whats the point of skipping class when the day is about to be over in like 15 minutes anyways?

‘make sure to come to practice’

you whispered when he passed and he smiled, making you raise an eyebrow bc that was a smile you knew that had a hidden meaning behind it

when the bell rang, everyone nyoomed themselves out of there and you were just walking past the door when a body came crashing to you which made you distracted and allowed a chance of vulnerability

there was a pair of hands covered your eyes from behind, hands grabbed your own from in front, and an arm around your waist started to guide you forward

‘um, just so you know, i have the power of god, anime, and iwa-san by my side and i wont hesitate to kick you in the di-’

‘its so cute when y/n-chan threatens us’

a voice from in front of you hums and you smiled

‘you wont think im really cute once youre on the floor clutching your di-’

‘oi, y/n, ill wash your tongue with soap’

‘yes, iwa-san’

you continued to walk, completely trusting at the hands of your boys, when you felt yourself being pulled to turn a corner

‘iwa-san? aren’t we going to the gym? why are we exiting the gates?’

the boys exchanged a look of amazement at your sense of intuition and the accuracy of your guess despite being deprived of your senses

‘dont think you can lie to us, y/n-chan! how could you not tell us its your birthday today?!’

you heard mattsun a few feet in front of you whine and you giggled

‘its not important’

then kyotani scoffed, you knowing it was him by feeling him twitch by the arm around your waist

‘boke, of course its important’

‘so your punishment for lying to us, we’re kidnapping you’

makki teased and you rolled your eyes beneath iwa’s hands

‘oh, shiver me timbers’

the walk continued, you still being dragged around, and you heard oikawa laugh

‘oh dear, its a sight to see, ain’t it? if only you can see the looks people are giving us, y/n-chan~ a group of boys taking a little girl like you? how could you trust us to not do something to you-ACK!’

you cut him off when you lifted your foot to kick right where it hurts the most

forget his weewee

its the knee

poor child crumbled to the floor and had to be picked up by baby watari

‘oh wata-cchi, youre the only one who cares about oikawa-san!’

you heavily sighed at the exagerrated theatrics of your captain

‘the one day. the one day when he could be a normal person for once’

you grumbled but stopped when you heard iwa laugh by your ear

‘he’s right you know. you technically lied to us when we asked if there was something special’

you shivered and you leaned your head back

‘its okay, iwa-san. we can talk about it after this event. make sure to give me my present, okay?’

SKDLFJSDKFJDSKFLDS GIRL NO I CANT I WANNA JUMP-

but iwa chuckled and he promised you that you would love his present

kyotani’s arm tightened around you, as if prompting you that he was still there and he wanted your attention too

‘careful there, pup’

he warned when you almost tripped over air

‘hehe, i know ill always be safe when youre next to me, kyo-san’

you teased and he was lucky your eyes were covered bc you would see the way his cheeks tinted red

‘s-shut up, idiot! maybe i shouldve just let you fall and hit your head! not like its gonna do damage since theres nothing there anyways!’

you just giggled and he retaliated by pinching your waist to which you squealed and gripped his hands

then the smell of the ramen broth entered your nose

‘are we-?’

‘nope! not there yet, y/n-chan!’

oikawa’s voice made you whine and complain but then he stopped, making everyone else stop too

‘okay, iwa-chan, kyoken-chan, release her!’

both grumbled something about you being treated like a pokemon but stopped when your eyes widened and contorted into confusion

‘huh?’

oikawa grinned and your eyes met to see the way his eyes crinkled, a tell-tale sign that this one was a rare genuine smile

‘come on! lets go!’

you let him take you inside the restaurant until your feet stopped, eyes wide when you noticed the streamers and the cake by the corner

your parents stood with natsu by the table and a large smile decorated your face

‘you,, you did this for me?’

you whispered and the team made noises of agreement

‘we had to do something for you to celebrate the day you were born. its a special day because you came into the world and we were able to meet you’

yahaba grinned and you gave him a big hug but you leaned back a bit so that the others would know you’re talking to them too

‘everyone, thank you. i love you’

they all scoffed a bit to hide their flustered state but they still smiled and each gave you a hug

‘oi! come here and eat the food! oikawa’s paying today!’

natsu shouted, which caught the attention of some customers in the restaurant, but they just ignored it bc theyve seen you and the team so many times that yall practically lived there

‘what?! i didnt-’

oikawa started but your mother came up to him and clasped her hands to his, sharing the same exact grin you have

‘you must be oikawa tooru. y/n has told me loads about you’

excuse him while he descends to heaven bc your mother is practically another you

iwa was already acquainted with your dad so they started talking and you just stood back, observing your two families interact with each other

you were so unbelievably happy that it hurts

kindaichi noticed you and he slinked away from the debate between makki and mattsun to go sling an arm around you

‘so? what do you think?’

you turned to him with glassy eyes

‘im so blessed. so blessed to have these amazing people with me’

poor babie panicked a bit bc he didnt really know how to comfort a crying girl but he just wrapped his arms around you

‘hehe, its kinda the other way around actually. we’re blessed to have someone like you’

he whispered and you giggled then playfully hit his shoulder

‘so cheesy, yuu-kun’

he leaned away from the hug and gave you an offended look

‘but its true! i dont know what we did to have-’

‘Y/N-CHAN! NO! HELP!’

oikawa shouted from the other side, cutting off your soft moment with kindaichi

‘what are you doing, natsu?’

you noticed your cousin wrapping his arms around your captain and trying to drag him away but poor tooru was scrambling to escape

‘we made a deal, didnt we, darling~? i know what i want now and youre going to have to give me you’

oikawa screamed

a/n: can we please pretend i posted this on november 3? bc i was dumb and forgot to post this and KLDJLSDKFJDSKD IM SO ANGRY but its okay at least i am able to publish this haha

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antiloreolympus · 3 years ago

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14 Anti LO Asks

1. To the one anon: good question - how is it that the mortals dont know who Persephone is / assume she is a minor goddess and therefore its okay to mess with her but the gods (or Olympians / underworld denizens) know exactly everything about her (despite her being there only every so often and only being 20ish) - enough to say shes "wearing her signature white color" during a murder trial.

Also the reason why Persephone is wearing white is because

A). RS wanted persephone to always be "dressed as a bride" (and have Hades dressed as a groom respectively) to show that their matching / is supposed to be a visual cue that their eventually gonna be together.

B). I believe this is RS way of saying that Persephone (despite murdering some mortals) is innocent because in purity culture White = innocence, virginity, youth etc. (Even though RS explicity ssid she wanted to go against purity culture morals shes very much leaning into them).

2. why are Psyche’s eyes yellow even in her human form? Is she sick??

3. honestly? LO is just gossisp girl at this point, espect even GG (at least in the first season) bothered to saturze the rich and was calling out how wealth and power makes them corrupt assholes. meanwhile LO is just GG season 2 and on of being like no no, the poor people are the evil people and the rich people are the oppressed ones! all while also fawning over their wealth and status and being way into grown men wanting to bang barely legal teens and claiming to be "feminist" somehow.

4. Tumblr is well-known for broken tag system. Check the post' tags before complaining that it's op's fault. How about you guys not tag greek mythology when posting about LO? LO is not one-shot or short fancomic. It's also definitely not considered actual greek mythology. LO is years long webcomic with huge fans. LO has its own tag. Tell your fellow fans to stop using the greek mythology tag.

5. I would argue nyx is the only woman with a unique in design in LO but thats only because she looks like a deformed chicken woman. why was my night mom disrespected this much 😭

6. So now that LO is back from break and I can finally read chapter 170 - Why oh Why do ALL the female characters Have to be defined by their male love interests??? (Or really just love interests in general).

I understand LO qualifies as the "romance" genre and there are certain stipulations or I guess themes or what have you that make it romance but for f*cks sake.

Psyche being worried about Eros loving the "fake" her I kinda get, but really? Thats your most pressing concern?? Hera is defined by her garbage marriage to Zeus - King of the gods (of which is why she is Queen of the gods). Hestia + Athena are now defined solely by their relationship to each other (not the TGOEM or their respective traits of being a goddess of the hearth + goddess of war, strategy etc etc).

Aphrodite is defined by giving Persephone "relationship" advice (e.g: telling her to curb stomp Minthe because "nymphs dont take things from gods" - doubly implying that people are things to own) And by her jealousy of Persephone in the first place because Hades made a comment about how he thought Persephone was prettier than her. And also because of her "house of debauchery" (Artemis' words) - and relationship with Ares.

Persephone is defined both by Apollo raping her and by her fated future status as Queen of the underworld (so her relationship with Hades). Hell, even the minor characters such as nymphs are defined by this relationship status / standard. Minthe is defined by her mean spirited personality yes, but Also because of her abusive relationship with Hades prior to the introduction of Persephone. Psyche is defined by her relationship woes with Eros. Daphne is defined by her relationship with Thanatos (and because shes a flower nymph) but also mostly because she looks like Persephone.

Rhea is defined by her marriage / relationship to Kronos (lets ignore the whole "fertility goddess power" plot for a second). Even Aetna is defined by Haphestus creating her! Is there not a single character (especially female) is isnt defined by their romantic love interest???Sorry. Maybe I'm overthinking this, but thats definitely how ot comes off as of late, in regard to the latest chapters.

Okay, same anon as earlier - I take it back somewhat - we have Artemis and Hecate that are not defined by their romantic relationships - but rather their lack of one.

However the way they are shown - it still comes off as a standard - "Artemis is stingy / a stick in the mud" because shes not romantically involved and is "barbaric" (according to Hera). And Hecate is still somewhat defined by her being Hades' employee (and cheerleader for him and Persephone to be together).

So technically yes, we have at least 2 characters that are not defined by their romantic interests / relationships, but they are still held to the standard of their "un-ladylike / undesirable" because their not romantically involved.

(I guess I should count Demeter, but only because shes more defined by just being "Persephone's overbearing mom" )

7. i think whats also kinda weird about this trial is like?? persephone is obvs framed as not liking the attention (bc duh) but she didnt like the previous press either, she wanted to be private, but wouldnt being with hades force her to be in the spotlight that makes her uncomfortable? also the citizens of the underworld already dislike hades, why would they want a uncontrollable felon as their queen, even if she found innocent? idk the whole thing just makes the endgame less plausible, tbh.

8. love that rachel was able to find a random deity name to name her random nymph the greek word for "beans" meanwhile apparently cant google actual greek names for even one off characters? like andrew, ellen, george, alexis, damian, luke, phoebe, sophia, and so any other english names are also greek, but she cant even bother with that? what exactly is her "research" if she cant even bother to spend 30 seconds googling greek names? at this point LO seems determined to be as un-Greek as possible.

9. wait so everyone in LO went from having no idea who persephone was, to her only showing up on ONE magazine cover, to now being the most well known person with a signature color? all in the span of two weeks with no genuine public outings? how does that make sense? also white isnt even her signature color if 90%+ the female cast and even a lot of the men ((including ZEUS) all wear it too.

10. the fact the courthouse WASNT the areopagus, aka the place in greece where they say the first ever trial ever happened and where the court system was invented, is just another point of rachel talking out her ass about being "respectful" or "researched" on greece and their mythology. its literally one of the most famous mythology spots ever with some fantastic stories to it and she's just like "nah! boring rectangle will do!" like why even both with mythology then if its this devoid of it?

11. Anons are saying Hades in the FS chapter is leaning down and talking to Persy like a child. Say it aint true.

(I wanna see. I thought RS was finally giving Persy adult proportions). 😨

12. So wait, hold up. I kinda get where RS is coming from with the law school in the underworld (because Hades is supposed to be a kinda Judge, jury, executioner situation in the afterlife when it comes to mortals and their "punishments" and whatnot). However, is RS stating that the ONLY law school / courthouse exists in the underworld? If so, why? Why wouldn't Athena be there then. She's a goddess of strategy and justice (among other things).

Also is RS really implying that Hades owns not only the banks and underworld but the law too? She really wants Hades to be a Gary Sue along side her Mary Sue - Hades controls everything that matters and since its his realm and blah blah blah rules, Zeus, king of the gods cant do anything about it.

(Which is dumb. Because you would think that because Persephone committed the crime in the mortal realm / on, or near Olympus that therefore she would be brought back there to dole out justice under Zeus jurisdiction because she committed the crime in His Realm).

13. FP Spoiler ahead:

Why on earth couldn't the reporters have Greek names? There is so much wrong and bad with this story, yet this irks me so much. It is Brenda all over again.

14. i dont really get the point of the trial plotline, tbh. even persephone says she should be punished and held accountable, but hades is framed in the right for trying to go against that and weasel her out of it. so?? plus zeus has legit reason to punish them? persephone is a danger to others, demeter and hermes both committed treason to cover it up, and hades was harboring a fugitive of the law and is now trying to force the system to let her go. how is zeus in the wrong for this?

#anti lo #anti lore olympus #lore olympus critical #lo critical

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deliciouspeachpirate · 3 years ago

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Jack Headcanons Part 1/?

A/N So this is no where near done but I decided fuck it, I want to give you guys some stuff so HERE YOU GO TAKE IT CHILDREN! Perhaps one day you shall get MORE!

Also huge thanks to @carryingthebanner because they've been encouraging me way more than they know and you guys would not be getting this without them. <3

As we all know, Jack has a lot of pent up anger at the world, all of which is very valid.

For the most part though he ends up channeling it into something else, sometimes his art work, sometimes a fight, but most often in how he takes care of the newsies.

Jack is very upset that they all had to grow up so quickly and spends a lot of his time trying his best to give them back a little of what they lost.

He makes sure he or one of the older boys gets their papers first so that they can gage how violent the Delancey's are feeling that day.

From there he decides if he needs to switch up partners for safety or have people closer together that day.

See while most days the boys do tend to choose their own partners, they know that what Jack says goes and if he says to switch they do it without much complaining

They may not always like it but they know he has his reasons

Jack is very emotions oriented and he has difficulty putting it into words (part of why he finds something else to channel it into

He wants to make everything in his head make sense to someone else but he can't find words that sound right to him

Because of this he doesn't try to talk about his emotions with many people

Its really just Crutchie, who can always tell what he means and later on Davey

When he's talking to Davey is when the words start to work better

When he talks to Crutchie he really doesn't have to worry to much about the words because Crutchie just gets it.

He feels the same way about most things and is really good at reading Jack so even when he struggles to find words Crutchie can understand.

The difference with Davey is that he DOES need to explain everything

Davey doesn't know him as well and so Jack has to figure out new ways to get his point across.

When Jack talks to Davey about his feelings, especially how he feels about the other newsies, he tends to get emotional pretty quickly

The words don't seem to stop and Jack know he can keep going as long as he needs to because Davey is listening and understanding the best he can.

Okay here's some excerpts from something I was hoping would become full length but hasn't yet. It's all from a scene of Jack talking to Davey on the roof top. They are kinda random but I hope you all like it! Let me know what you think, I'm pretty excited for it!

“an they all got these DREAMS they want something better for themsleves and i have to show them that they can;t stop at nothing to get it”

“you think there’s a single kid down there who aint come to my cryin cause they saw their- their father, or their uncle, or someone tried to hurt them, or woke up screaming from a nightmare?”

“Dave these kids are terrified of the people who were supposd to care about them an protect them. They were thrown out and HURT when they should have grown up warm, and full, and happy, knowing all the love in the world!”

“There ain’t a thing I wouldn’t do to give one a those kids even a CHANCE at the life they want”

“an so I have to do it. I have to be their father, or their brother. I have to be a hero for them so they don’t wind up hopeless and alone. But guess what, all of us are kids.”

“they should have the world at their feet, instead the world stomps on them and I can’t let them think that its right.”

#newsies #newsies headcanons #newsies fanfiction #jack kelly #davey jacobs #he's kinda in here #GUYS I WROTE SOMETHING BE PROUD OF ME #i'm also proud of myself if you can't tell #yay i did things #and i want to do more things #see yall soon!

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baebeyza · 4 years ago

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Kingdom thoughts - Bae edition

Not gonna make individual posts this time, I watched the show at 1-3 am after sitting in a tight space for 30 hours with almost no sleep.

Just gonna share my bingo card and my thoughts under the cut! ~

No spoiler thoughts: show overall gets a 8/10 from me!

A little loose with the definition of personality for Unicron, but I did like the few scenes he had :D

Thoughts:

1. BW Megatron

Honestly? He worked. Good character, understandable motivations, nice use of references, you could really feel his affections for the Silver Megatron and how desperate he was about winning the future he fought for.

10/10, good german voice work, epic design, nice shows of the fact that he is still kind of an ass, he was STRONG, showed that he can be boss when needed, nothing to complain about, also YES, T-REX HEADPAT! xD

2. Dinobot

My brain-deprived head had trouble making sense of his actions, but overall it was fine, they could have needed more time for him though. And unlike most other BW references, I didn't like them with his character - the refs they used from "Code of Hero"...ike, that BW episode has a lot of build-up plot-wise and character-wise. The quotes matter a lot in that episode.

It just doesn't fit or have the same amount of weight as they thought they would in Kingdom. The honour quote didn't even make much sense context-wise.

But overall, nice enough. 8/10

3. Primal

10/10, loved him so much. Every scene with him was epic, the way he was written was great - Snarky, sarcastic at times, far less patient and calm than Prime, still a great leader who cares and doesn't take any shit! <3

4. Prime

I do love his story of WFC overall - he made one mistake that he admits to, goes through a lot to fix it and he did fix it and came out with a better future for it. Loved his last moment with Elita, loved the moments with the Allspark, and I loved his dynamic with Primal! 8/10

5. Megatron

He went unhinged as fuck, was still regal and sweet, loved a lot about him! As always, the angst he has about doing what he does was great! I especially loved the scene in the forest when the disk told him that he got lost, tried to go back to look a the road he took from another angle, but he refused to do it.

He went his way until he got defeated, and Starscream being the one who finally got him out of his one-way route was so sweet! 15/10

6. Goddamn disappointments

So, coming back to Megatron...I think I explained my problem well on discord:

7. Mainly comes to my problem with MAGNUS...yall know I am a MagsMegs shipper, but they could have fixed the problem with Megatron's angst coming to a closure with having him have a last moment with Magnus, just like Prime had with Elita.

It is clear that he feels guilty and horrible for the Death of Magnus, similar to how Prime felt responsible for everything else.

And Prime got closure at the end, while Megatron did not.

He should have had a moment of choosing to fight Galvs and Nemesis because he realised that his past deeds were wrong, and doing that with Magnus would have been a good representation of it all.

Like, I get that he might have gotten over his pride and selfishness which is representated by him choosing to save Cybertron over saving his own future, but still...!

They gave him such amazing angst, but just didn't end it in a satisfying way! Let him have peace with it in some way!

Oof.

7. Six episodes are not enough

I've been saying this since Siege - plot is good, characters are good, but in neither season have six episodes been enough to really flesh it out real good.

WFC is plot upon plot with no filler, and filler is usually needed to show give the characters more personality and show-case them in some way. Show us what makes them the character they are, what makes them unique.

WFC didn't have that, and you are left with having to draw the characterisations out of their plot relevance. And if you aint plot-relevant, you almost got no personality at all.

As far as I know, this isn't a WFC-specific problem though, as many shows have decided that 5-8 episodes are enough and we don't need more.

And I guess some stories manage with that limited time - WFC did not.

I still loved it, but they could have made it much better if they had more time.

Anyway, expect some art and stupid comics in the future - I will defend this show's and my own honour by contributing to it with content! <3

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