#i did not expect this to get attention lol

[catchastarorten]

—Sleep well.

Pairing: Kang Dae-ho x fem!reader

Summary: Gi-hun suggested that the group took turns staying on watch in case the other players attacked, him and Jung-bae stayed up while you and the others napped, Dae-ho took his place beside you to rest with you.

Content: fluff, cuddling(?), you head-butting him in your sleep lol, English isn’t my first language, mistakes should be present, not really proofread, sorry!

Word count: 808

You were tucked into the corner with your group—Gi-hun, Jung-bae, Young-il, Dae-ho, and Jun-hee. Trust was a rare thing in the games, but the six of you managed to stick together, watching each other’s backs through the brutal rounds.

The weight of exhaustion clung to you, but Gi-hun’s paranoia kept your eyes open longer than you would have liked. He wasn’t wrong, though. The fear was palpable.

Your group pulled a couple of mattresses off of the bunks, arranging them as best as possible. One was dragged and laid flat against the wall, the others shoved under bunk frames for some semblance of protection.

“Is this really necessary? I don’t like sleeping under there.” Jung-bae asked, sliding a mattress to Gi-hun, who shoved it under a bunk frame.

“Once the lights go out, somebody might attack us.” Gi-hun said, his eyes focused and his voice steady. “The prize money still goes up if we kill each other. It’s a part of the game they designed.”

You exchanged a look with Dae-ho, who sat cross-legged beside you, holding onto some blankets and pillows. He had been your shadow ever since Red light, Green light. Always sticking close, insisting on protecting you in this place after seeing the way you froze during the first game—when he told you to stay behind him closely so you could use him as a human shield.

“We need to take turns keeping watch after the lights go out.” Gi-hun muttered, sitting down at the foot of the bunk beds, his sharp eyes scanning the room. “I’ll take the first watch.”

The lights flickered out not long after, leaving the only source being the giant piggy-bank hung on the ceiling that was glowing dimly.

It was after a while when Jung-bae rolled out lazily from under a bunk and plopped down beside Gi-hun, the two of them speaking in hushed voices.

You laid down on one of the mattresses, wrapping the thin blanket around yourself. Dae-ho settled beside you not long after, and though you weren’t expecting it, his hand brushed against yours as he shifted to get comfortable, and you were sure you saw his face flush before he hid it, which barely worked, to be honest.

“Don’t worry,” he mumbled, his voice low and soothing. “I’ll keep you safe. I’ll fight them off if they try to come over here.”

The sincerity in his words made your heart ache in the best way. Dae-ho had a knack for looking out for you since you met him in the games, even in the little ways—giving you his portion of food, stepping in when someone got too close. You hadn’t known him long, but there was this easy warmth between the two of you.

Within minutes, you were sound asleep.

Dae-ho’s soft snores filled the small space you both shared. Exhaustion had gotten the better of him, just like it did to you. His arm had draped protectively over your side in his sleep, his presence a cocoon of safety.

Gi-hun and Jung-bae sat near the bunks, their attention now drawn to the sound of soft snoring. Both sets of eyes landed on you and Dae-ho, curled up together on the mattress.

“They’re out like a light,” Jung-bae remarked, a hint of amusement in his voice. “You know, seeing them like that... it reminds me of when we went on strike. We were occupying the factory, and management told us to come out. They said anyone who came out voluntarily would be let off the hook and receive more severance pay.”

Gi-hun stared into the distance, as if recalling what happened.

“You were sleeping beside me and you were talking in your sleep. ‘Mom, I’m hungry, give me some food.’” Jung-bae made an exaggerated crying face, and Gi-hun gave him a glare as Jung-bae nudged him with his elbow, smirking.

Their voices echoed, and soon enough, soft laughs filled the quietness.

Jung-bae chuckled again, louder this time. He clapped a hand over his mouth, but it was too late. The noise had reached you, and you stirred slightly. Dae-ho, still asleep, curled closer to you instinctively, his arm tightening around your side. His movement caused your head to shift slightly, and without warning, you head-butted him in your half-asleep state of grogginess.

Dae-ho furrowed his brows, a soft noise escaping his lips as he shifted again, burying his face into the crook of his arm. You tugged the blanket over your shoulders, muttering something incoherent before nestling deeper into the mattress, falling right back asleep.

Jung-bae stifled another laugh, his shoulders shaking with the effort. Gi-hun gave him a glare, but a faint smile was already tugging at the corners of his mouth too.

“They’re like kids,” Jung-bae whispered, his tone fond.

“Let them sleep. They’ll need it.” Gi-hun shook his head and sighed softly.

[amygdalae]

Is finding the right person that easy or are you insanely lucky?

i think I just got really lucky. I mean I've been single for years before this with terrible luck wrt dating

I met this guy in my (really awful, worst professor I've ever had) stats class last semester; the first few weeks of a semester I tend to put extra effort into my outfits and like 2 weeks in he came up to me b4 class to say he noticed my outfits and loved what I did w accessories and whatnot. It struck me as a thoughtful compliment. Ashamed to admit I decided to keep dressing well cuz I'm an attention whore and he was hot

I wasn't really expecting the attention but we ended up chatting before and after class a lot throughout the semester and slowly got a lil bit closer. I usually go into most classes wanting to keep my head down cuz I'm a bit shy but he seemed chill and easy to talk to which coaxed me out of my shell a bit.

I kept thinking I was for sure getting flirty vibes but I was worried it was wishful thinking cuz he's so cute. At one point though I noticed him like. Slowly shamelessly eye me up and down which was a good indicator. And then when we were talking he told me I have a cool brain and I was like 🤯

Eventually we had a study group where it was finally like ok he's definitely flirting with me so afterwards I texted him saying we shld get a drink sometime and he agreed and now we've had 4 dates! I just lucked out that he's also bi and likes video games and is a switch like me

Anyways he's a fun hot goofy weirdo pervert. I dunno if he's the "right" person cuz capital L Love and commitment might not be in the cards here but we're having a sexy and romantic time and the connection is definitely deeper and more intimate than a mere fwb deal so I'm satisfied

Oh Christ sorry for the essay lol but TL;DR the moral of the story is put yourself out there. I might not have seen this guy again had i not asked him out; I almost didn't cuz I was so nervous. I've been trying to let my hunger for human connection take the reigns over my anxiety which is fucking hard but has been immensely rewarding

[urautismdiagnosis]

Peso

Peso my lil Habibi <3 <3 <3

hes just a top tier character

my Hispanic coded son, mylil guy who's learning how to believe in himself

i just I lovepeso guys he's so pure and supportive and caring and lighthearted and silly and he's really doing his best??

he could probably cure my mentally illness with a bandage I'm sure

imgonna be so real I think he has game tho, like I'm 300% he could pull any maiden

he can become friends with like any sea creature too probably

hes my hero and my son and I think he low-key judges everyone internally

cuz like idk if y'all have met people who refuse to swear out loud verbally and hate confrontation, but the internal dialogue omg

i just know one of these days if he gets pushed too far hes gonna threaten someone with his slappity flippers

like y'all know the look birds do where they just sideye you??

that glance???

i think he does that whenever people do things that are stupid

like he loves them all dearly but shellington why would you touch The THing That Will Hurt you, no shellington you cant eat that for science-

Also I think he and dashi would listen to music together i think they might spend evenings relaxing together. I mean their rooms are right next to eachother so like I'm sure they've had some lovely little evening conversations and stuff 🥰 i can just imagine dashi tryna teach peso yoga and like 😩🙏his penguin body wasn't built for it but he still slays

Hes like the little sibling but in the actually I am the most mature way???

I think its cuz he looks up to alot of the other members (altho he's definitely gotten alot more confident as the show has progressed) but he also like..

He gives me the vibes of the oldest sibling of not just the siblings but of all the cousins??? This might just be me projecting but like why did u even become a medic for such a wide range of medical creatures and sign up to join the newly formed highly experimental water nasa???

I think he probably had alot of high expectations on himself because everyone just always believed he could do anything. And that sounds super supportive in theory but when ur like tryna be the oldest and first one to support ur family and everyone is always looking at u because like.. most other people in ur family are younger or ehatever.. that pressure and extra attention can cause alot of perfectionism and high self standards

That mixed with being The Caretaker in your family especially as a child is a pretty good recipe for getting anxious about any big goal in your life and how others perceive you. I think he tried to like humble himself by saying oh no I'm not really capable of all those amazing things so pls don't have those huge expectations hahaha but then it just turned into not believing in himself as much???

Also we slay genuinely caring and kind people having alot of pent up frustration they never show because they love everyone too much. It still hurts inside tho.

Anyways uhhhhhhhhhhh this totally ain't me projectin or anythin.

also hes like a mixed kid, but he's mostly gentoo penguin id say based on my own design

speaking of penguins I think that their homes would be actually made of stone lol. Their homes would have like different smaller homes for privacy around like communal areas.. they still gotta deal with predstors like albatross or ehstever tho. But their albatross for example might work in groups or even be larger.

Friendly reminder my lore for the octonauts is a bit different than the Canon. Sure People People being like hunted is wayyyy less common than irl but They're basically still playing their evolutionary roles kinda like how we see with sea otters in the show.

I'm gonna make the post for their social norms and etc on this within the next few days actually lol but back to peso

Do u guys ever think peso wouldve jumpscared the crew by being like "oh no the shelf is too tall!" And then busting out the "hey did you know that penguin legs are just folded and much horrifically longer than ud think they are?" On them 😩🙏

"Wh- why would ye show me this??"

" because no one will ever believe you"

Hes very sweet but I think he deserves to be a little bit of a sneaky sht

If uve made it this far thanks for reading the brainrot I hope it was comprehensible pls lmk ur headcanons about him cuz I need more ngl

[dc418writes]

If You Can’t Stand the Heat…

✨Pairing✨: Brendan “Mid-Size Sedan”xblack!reader

Summary🪄: Your first Christmas with your boyfriend’s parents. What could go wrong?

🚨: allusion to a deceased parent, language, pretty much all fluff💕 (aside from an overbearing mother👀)

A/N🎤: Happy New Year and belated holidays🥂✨! So clearly this did not come out when I originally planned, but I still hope yall enjoy! Also stating the other obvious in the room, for those who have seen Old were ignoring the end this character saw and in my mind he is in fact alive and well🥰 (for those who haven’t seen, sorry for the spoiler lol)

*DISCLAIMER!: I DO NOT CLAIM OWNERSHIP of pictures used as they were found via Pinterest and Google*

“My baby boy!”

Brendan’s practically tackled by his own mother as she hurries into the brightly lit foyer hugging him tight while gently swaying back and forth. Her usual floral scent instantly takes him back to his childhood dancing around the living room and helping her in the kitchen - until his playful, mischievous ways would get the best of him that is.

“Hey ma,” he chuckles hugging her just as tight. Being away for most of the year, he admittedly missed her nearly crushing hugs.

“Cmon now Kat let the boy breathe.” Both arms attempting to carry all their luggage, his father, Devon, manages to close the door behind them using his foot. Not without needing to quickly rebalance himself from the shift of weight though. “So he can help with this luggage.”

“Oh, I got it!”

Both his parents seem to freeze at the new unfamiliar voice, quickly peeking past their son to the figure waving and moving closer. “Now who in the hell..?,” his mother thinks watching the black curls atop your head bounce with every step until you stop beside her son.

“Nah, it’s okay baby imma get it.”

And when he pecks your temple - making that sweet smile on your glossy lips brighten like the shimmering lights on the miniature Christmas tree in the corner - Devon can already see the flames and chaos swirling in his wife’s mind. “Oh lord, here we go.”

“Brendan,” although smiling herself, Katherine’s is clearly one mixed with confusion looking between the both of you, “w-who is your uh..little guest here?”

“This is my girl-,”

Everything muted after hearing that. Girlfriend? When did this happen? And why did she not know until now? Being his mother, she should’ve been the first to know! God knows what this little girl had planned up her sleeve for her innocent baby boy.

“It’s nice to finally meet you!” Katherine manages to snap out of her trance just in time to watch you move towards her with arm extended after shaking Devon’s hand. “Brendan’s told me so much about both of you.”

“Aw that’s so nice. Sadly I’ve heard nothing of you though sweetheart.” That hit you just as she expected, making your smile falter and dim as her son nervously rubbed at the back of his neck.

“Not that I wasn’t plannin’ to,” he quickly tries to rectify. “But from the interviews and studio sessions-,”

“The other week you sent me that beat you were working on. Sounds like a perfect time to me.”

Devon could read his boy just as well as his mother, and he might as well have ‘SOS’ tattooed on his forehead right about now. This ship was sinking faster than a boat made of Swiss cheese in the middle of summer, and he couldn’t just let him drown.

Quickly clearing his throat, he successfully gains everyone’s attention - for now at least, “B why don’t you uh show us around this place.”

-

Sat in the middle of the California king bed - white comforter and sheet just as pristine as fresh snow blanketing your newly washed and moisturized legs - you can’t stop replaying the events from dinner in your head. Overall you’d say it was nice, all of you talking and laughing while enjoying your homemade chicken pot pie. Brendan’s dad even complimented you saying it reminded him of something his own grandmother would’ve made.

Katherine, however, didn’t appear too impressed. About a few things besides the food really.

“It’s good sweetheart, a tad bit salty, but alright,” she curtly smiled. And maybe it was just you, but you wondered if that was just a teaser for things to come.

“Does your mom like me?,” you ask as soon as your boyfriend exits the bathroom with black, satin durag in hand.

“Course she does. Why? She say somethin?”

“No, I just…” you frustratedly sigh partly regretting bringing it up as you toy with the sterling silver chain around your wrist. Specifically the one that matched Brendan’s. “I dunno I get this feeling.”

Fingers securing the last knot, his hand reaches for yours pulling you closer into his side as he slides into bed himself. The mint from his lips prickling against your temple as he places two kisses there. “Bae everything’s fine, alright? If my ma had an issue, trust she’ll say it.”

•

“I don’t like her.”

Since closing the door to their hotel-like suite of a guest room, Katherine hadn’t stopped complaining and running her mouth about you.

“I bet she invited herself tryin to squeeze her way in.”

“I dunno where she got that recipe from but it ain’t all that. And you heard how she call herself decorating everything? Tuh, Ray Charles could do better.”

Devon just wanted to watch his Lakers in peace.

“Kat just give the girl a chance. You don’t even know her.”

“And I don’t want to,” she answers walking out the bathroom rubbing some sort of cream on her arms. “Brendan‘s soon gonna be over her like all the rest.”

“You never know,” her husband simply sighs, adjusting the pillow under his chin. To anyone else, it would just be a menial statement, however Katherine could sense there was something more her dear husband might be hiding.

Turning off the flatscreen and crossing her arms across her chest, Devon’s now equally as frustrated as his wife throwing his hands out with an “Aye!,” and silently wishing he snuck to the theater room while she was in the shower.

“You knew she was gonna be here didn’t you?”

“No!”

“But you knew about her,” she states pointing a signature red manicured finger.

He might as well forget about the game. She was gonna be at this all night. “Did he outright say something? No, but from what he asked I figured there was somebody.”

“Andd?,” she asks twisting her wrist, urging Devon to come out with the rest already. “What’d he ask?”

“Father son confidentiality,” he smirks holding his hands up in surrender.

“Bullshit, I carried that big headed boy for almost 10 months you better start talking Dee.”

He chuckles knowing she’d say that. “Stuff about our relationship: how I knew you were the one, being long distance, marriage-,”

“Marriage?! They just met!”

“We don’t know-,”

“Oh lord,” she gasps beginning to pace, “she’s pregnant!”

“Nah, I don’t think-,”

“That’s why he’s thinking of marriage, meanwhile jezebel thinking she’s gettin a free ride. And the baby might not even be his!”

His wife really needed to stop watching those made for tv movies. Moving to sit on the edge of the bed, he can easily reach out and gently grip Katherine’s elbow guiding his worried wife to sit beside him.

“Relax alright? You gettin all worked up for potentially nothing,” he states pecking her temple.

“But-,”

“Get to know the girl, please. For the sake of Brendan.” Kat’s little huff is enough of an acceptable answer that he’s turning the tv back on hoping to finish the remainder of the game.

Katherine’s mind was already made up though, and this girl wasn’t about to mess with her baby and ruin everything he had. A mother’s intuition was never wrong, and she knew what needed to be done.

-

It had only been three days and you were sure you’d somehow been transported to hell at some point in your sleep. If it wasn’t her little comments about you, Katherine was either squeezing her way in your alone time with Brendan or finding a way to exclude you.

The movie night you and Brendan planned in the theater room when his parents were asleep? Crashed by her claiming she couldn’t sleep. The trip to a local tree farm to see all the Christmas lights that was supposed to be all four of you? She swears you told her you weren’t ‘feeling great’ before you went to the restroom, prompting them to leave you home.

“Maybe we can go again after Christmas?,” she suggested when they returned.

“Yea maybe,” you replied with your most saccharine smile similar to the one on her own lips.

With everyone still asleep upstairs, you took advantage of your alone time to bake your signature molasses cookies passed down to you from your mother. Like her, baking always brought you peace and filled you with fond memories of big laughs, messy hands, and flour in your hair and mysteriously on the ceiling.

“Momma I really need you right now,” you quietly speak to the open air as you mix your ingredients together finalizing your dough.

The sound of the hand mixer covers Katherine’s footsteps causing you to jump when you feel her presence over your shoulder.

“Sorry sweetheart, didn’t mean to scare you.” You really hated that nickname. Especially when it came from her mouth and would then usually come with some snide comment. “Thought you heard me when I said good mornin.”

“It’s okay and no, my mind’s uh somewhere else.”

“Yea these cookies,” she smiles watching you cutout various holiday themed shapes. “Looks like you got a good mess here too.”

Here we go. Luckily your back was towards her as she readied her coffee, giving you freedom to roll your eyes without getting caught. “Yea, I know,” you nervously chuckle. “I’m almost done though so I’ll get to them in a minute.”

“S’why you should really clean as you go. Less to do in the end.”

“True, but I get so wrapped up with-,”

“Brown and regular sugar?,” she asks noticing both containers on the counter. “They’ll be too sweet.”

Was she really trying to tell you how to make something you’ve done since you were able to walk? “No, they’ll be fine. I’ve made it plenty times before.”

“Doesn’t mean it can’t be tweaked though,” she innocently shrugs.

“Also true,” you forcibly smile feeling your skin begin to heat with frustration, “but this one is fine. It’s my mom’s recipe.”

“Two wrongs don’t make a right sweetheart.” And at that, you snapped unable to take anymore. You left your mess, your tools, and dough just needing to get away before your mouth and anger made you do something you’d regret.

You didn’t even speak to Devon as you rushed past making his brows furrow not used to you in an unpleasant mood. Seeing his wife also in the kitchen - calmly drinking out of a mug - he can guess what might’ve been the cause though. “What did you do?”

“Nothin,” Katherine answers nonchalantly before dipping a spoon into the leftover dough for a taste. “Hm, not too sweet like she said. Girl a little Miss Betty Crocker.”

“You know who you actin like right?”

“I know you betta not say who I think.”

“And because you thinking it means it’s true,” he retorts. “Bein’ just like my momma.”

“Aht, take it back!,” she points her spoon placing her mug down. “That woman never liked me from the start and let me know it. Shoot I think she still don’t like me.”

“And you not doing the same thing? That girl’s been nothing but nice and respectful to you when anybody else would’ve been said something.

His words clearly have some affect how her once stubborn expression turns soft. Her previous actions and words now all she can think of reminding her of the woman she swore she’d never be like when she had kids.

“You know you wrong Kat.”

•

“Where you goin?,” Brendan asks watching you throw your clothes in your suitcase unzipped and wide open on the floor of his walk in closet.

“Home.”

“Home? Why you-,”

“Look I know you wanted all of us to be together for Christmas, but this ain’t working B,” you answer with watery eyes still focused on the task in front of you.

“What do you mean? Aye, stop and look at me.” Gently gripping your wrists, he manages to halt your frantic packing so you’ll meet his worried eyes turning a bluish hue. “Tell me what happened.”

“I can’t with your mom and her little comments anymore,” you quietly admit. “She clearly doesn’t like me and I’m not staying somewhere I’m not wanted.”

“You are wanted. This is my house and I say you stay, alright? My ma just…takes some getting used to. And once she warms up to you-,”

Such a momma’s boy answer. “You mean if she wants to warm up to me,” you retort slipping out of his grip to return to your packing.

“I get it,” Brendan sighs, “she can be a lot. It’s just how she is though.”

“Doesn’t mean I have to deal with or accept it for the sake of your comfort.”

“Hold up, you calling me weak now?,” he asks stepping closer to you.

Slamming your suitcase shut, your arms cross over your chest looking up at the 6’3 man in front of you not daring to stand down. “No, I’m saying you’re a loyal son, which I love. But that loyalty is putting me in an environment I don’t feel safe or protected in.” You hope his silence means he’s finally taking in your words. “So I think it’s best I leave.”

He tries once more to clutch your arm as you pass, softly calling out your name, but you move just out of reach. “I’ll text when I get to my place.”

-

At the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs, Katherine quickly stands to see you with your suitcase and Brendan on your heels trying to get your attention.

“Bae I’ll handle it, just stay. Please,” he whispers.

“My Uber’s already on the way,” you reply sniffling.

“You can’t leave!,” she states making you pause just as the both of you finish your decent. One look at your reddened, tired eyes from crying and she can feel her heart break knowing she was the cause. “Listen I-,”

“Ma I don’t know what the problem is, but you need to relax,” Brendan interrupts standing in between the two most important women in his life.

“Brendan-,”

“Look I love you ma, but I can’t have you mistreating the other woman I love.” His head turns towards you - twists swishing back and forth - so you can see the sincerity and deep love behind those hypnotizing eyes. Their intensity making you breath catch in your throat and more tears ready to run. “My future wife and mother of my kids.

Even Katherine’s ready to sob at her son’s words. Anyone could see the love between you two, and at the end of the day she knew you were good for Brendan - bringing out the best in him and making him happier than she’s seen in a while - but her protective, mothering nature just couldn’t accept she might not be needed anymore.

“Thank you,” you mouth reaching for his hand to peck his knuckles.

“So whatever issue you got, handle it now or else don’t worry about coming back,” Brendan finishes with you under his arm.

“Excuse me?,” Katherine asks with an amused tilt to her lips and hands on her hips. He could feel everyone looking at him as if he’d lost his mind with that last statement, and while it felt good he admittedly might’ve gone too far.

“R-Respectfully I mean,” he quickly corrects.

“I’ll let it slide this time,” she says jokingly smacking his shoulder. “You’re right though. This whole trip I haven’t given your lovely girlfriend a chance and I’m sorry. I’ve had that happen to me and know how much it hurts, so I should’ve known better. That mama bear decided to rear her head and got the best of me.

She sighs wiping away the couple tears that managed to fall on her cheeks, “You two really do make a beautiful couple and I’m glad my boy met someone truly good for him. I’m so sorry again and know it’ll take some time, but hope you can eventually forgive me.”

“Thank you for apologizing,” you softly smile, “and hey, can’t have the holidays without some drama right?”

“I guess not,” she giggles along with Brendan and Devon. “But from here on out no more.”

Holding out her arms, she’s a bit surprised when you immediately accept her hug. Both of you holding each other tight as if the morning’s earlier events never happened. “To new beginnings and starting over.”

[mimikoolover]

i'm having surgery tomorrow so i'm just ranting about jikook to distract myself😂

the thing about jimin is that fortunately he received loads of love growing up from his parents (particularly his dad) and i really think he radiated that love out on the members and especially jungkook. no wonder jungkook grew so attached to jimin as he left home at 13 so was undoubtedly missing out on parental love due to proximity (being away from his parents) but had jimin not to compensate for that but just give jungkook a lot of care and love. that must be why the rainy day fight was so massive to jungkook because he understood that he had a lot to lose. this is not me taking anything away from jungkook and saying he became himself because of the members but he himself said that the members had a big influence in who he grew up to be and while i'm sure in any normal circumstance, he would still have become the lovely kind person he is today, from how he admires jimin for his kindness and lovingness (and receiving that love), i'm sure that had a lot to do with how he is literally the kindest, nicest, most patient and positive person. it's also wild to have watched him from age 19 in real time become so considerate and mature over the years. growing up he watched jimin be loving, considerate and kind to others and really admired him for it, and that coupled with receiving loads of love from jimin must have had a massive impact on him.

looking at jimin in the earlier days (2016/17) i think he was very much needing to find his person within the group, like when you're in school and you want to have that one friend that you will always sit next to and pair up with for everything. receiving stable love from his family probably meant that he wanted that stable love in the group as well and i think his personality very much aligns with needing that one person being very loyal and stable and putting him first etc. i mean it was obvious when he was so keen on jungkook picking him for everything in run episodes and how he was pairing himself up with jungkook so they're seen as a duo (all the extra attention he gave jungkook which the members picked up on, the pictures he would post to twitter etc). an obvious member to be this person for jimin would have been tae but this is where personality differences come into it. tae is a social butterfly who loves to be around people, loves to be adored by a big group and loves to have a big friendship group. he doesn't necessarily need one bestie, he feels happy having a bigger group and while i'm sure he has one (or two or more) people he's more deeply involved with, day to day he prefers to be in a group rather than one on one. for this reason as much as vmin are soulmates, jimin wasn't gonna get what he needed from tae. funnily enough though jungkook turned out to be the perfect person to pair up with for jimin. i mean he really did become jimin's loyal pup and 'toy' because of the reasons above. jungkook the same as jimin loves that loyal ride or die one person through everything kinda relationship so they were perfectly matched that way. jungkook provided what jimin needed perfectly (even if he at times denied it lol) so jimin didn't even need to ask after jungkook completely gave in.

over the years i think jimin especially chilled out on this but this is why it is entirely believable that they would enlist together as companions (and why jungkook found it hard to be away from jimin - and i think he found it harder because he's been attached to jimin from a younger age) and why they'd do a travel show together. and tbh once you understand how and why jikook are so close is when you start to wonder because one possibility is that you'd expect them to act like brothers because that makes sense - they're both from busan and both have brothers the same age as each other. and bro jokes discounted (which doesn't mean they're literally calling each other brother lol) they don't act like brothers at all nor do the members (or anyone) treat them like siblings (or they wouldn't ask them if they're a couple when they wear matching outfits or joke about the rainy day fight being like a kdrama couple fight).

i'm happy for them whatever they are and i don't even like to focus on the nature of their relationship a lot (not that it's any of my business in the first place lol) because i feel like that can take away from appreciating their closeness however i think we're also in a situation where if people understand how close they are, they cannot not wonder about them and about what that means for their relationship (i also think this is why some people love to be dramatic and come up with all sorts of stuff). all this is to say i do wish people appreciated jikook's bond more but that would require them to understand and appreciate jimin and jungkook separately as well as together and idk how often that happens tbh.

[mysteriouslyjovialcolor]

Bahrain 2020

-Trying to watch this race but they just keep showing an airplane flying around the sky

-Covid really made everything leading up to the race feel so quiet

-Aaaah Red Bull second row lockout! Let’s go Alex p4!!

-Actually paying attention to the Rolex clock at the beginning of the race now -you’re telling me we’re no longer getting that??

-“Always love a start where we’ve got teammates side by side” Yes! Me too!

-Ahhh love watching cars weave

-“I like the thought of Sebastian being a sly cunning old fox” I think of him more as a big cat actually (maybe a lynx?)

-Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, this is that race, the race with that crash, ohmygod

-I’ve seen multiple clips of this crash far before I even started watching formula one but god it’s hitting so much worse right now

-I really wasn’t expecting that. I had no idea which race that crash happened in

-Oh bloody hell, I can’t imagine the feeling of watching that live

-Oh he’s out, oh god

-God I can’t imagine how tense the drivers must’ve been feeling

-How crazy that he’s able to stand up straight after that

-He really was blessed that day

-God the Haas team all look so scared

-Crazy how the commentators just keep going too, that must’ve been really hard in those circumstances

-Never thought, when I watched that accident before, that it was a lap one accident

-How on earth did all of the drivers just keep driving calmly after witnessing that

-Oh watching that from the onboards is sickening, even if they did cut before the impact

-Did they really continue the race after this? Cause that just seems crazy

-Oh bless the medical team, the marshals, and all the other workers for being so quick at the site

-I’m still kind of in shock and I can’t believe the race is actually starting again

-Impressive how they’ve managed to swap that many places so seamlessly before the start

-Still a bit confused on how the order of the restart was actually decided but let’s go racing I guess

-Woah didn’t expect Max to keep that place!

-Daniel? Where are you going??

-Safety car????? Oh shit he’s upside down

-“That’s Kvyat’s second contact in this race then”

-“Should’ve crashed, maybe it was a better option?” Sebastian?

-“Oh dear, oh dear”

-CS: “What a race, thank god he’s okay”

-Honestly it’s been so chaotic. I still have no idea what happened to Sebastian, Valterri has dropped down to p16, it looked painful for Lance- coming out of the car, and apparently Kevin has damage.

-“Max was like- okay however late you break, I’m going to break later” Genuinely was cool how he stuck to p2

-I’m going to cry, we’re only 7 laps in. How did anyone survive this live?

-Cars weaving again >>>

-“Lando Norris has made up 5 places” My guy just appeared out of nowhere

-Okay safety car finally coming in

-Let’s go racing….again

-Woah! Charles and Esteban!!

-“Gets out his oversized elbows and keeps the position” Lol that was so uncalled for

-“Ricciardo, not enjoying these opening stages” Yeah, me neither

-The way Carlos is hanging on to Charles’ rear wheels right now is crazy

-It’s so funny how they were so confident about the Mercedes being the greatest car ever created (which like, it is) that they thought they didn’t even need to consider how it did in traffic

-MV: “My car is just jumping around like a kangaroo I swear”

-Aaaa Carlos!! Ohmygodd Daniel too??

-“Carlos Sainz is really making those soft tires sing isn’t he?” He is!

-Okay I have to conclude now that something is wrong with that Ferrari- no way Charles just got overtaken by three cars back to back

-Yeah Sebastian’s saying it’s un-driveable. He’s also p17, which is horrifying.

-Daniel pitting early? That’s new

-Okay now everyone’s in the pits

-Did Max just pit and still come back p2?

-Oooh Gasly p5

-Damn Alex is on fire- actually wait, poor choice of words, I mean he’s doing amazing!

-He’s made it back to p4

-Also Valterri, back to p6

-Oh- nvm, go Lando! P6! Don’t think Valterri has pit yet actually

-That move from Carlos was lovelyyy

-Both McLarens have been moving with so much pace right now

-DR: “Why are we racing each other? I think we need to do something.”

-Don’t know how team orders is really going to help now, both McLarens have high tailed it away from them

-The race is finally slowing down (as much as race can)- lap 34 and I think this is where live spectators could probably start to breathe

-Never mind, Max is pitting again, nothing ever slows down in this world

-I knowww the McLarens still have to pit, but seeing Alex in p6 after that stop still makes me annoyed

-So funny seeing the Renaults fight

-🎶Danny back in points🎶

-Woah Alex! Let’s go babyyy!

-Haha the way Carlos groaned when he came back out behind Charles

-Well that didn’t last very long

-Oh come on Valterri, why would you break the Renaults apart like that

-Max pitting again?

-“Gasly 2.8 let’s go and get him.”

CS: “Yeah that will be easy” Hot

-There was mention of the McLaren “Germany incident”. I really need to know more

-SP: “Are you falling asleep? Wake up, wake up” “Yes Checo, we’re here”

-PG: “Give me all the power”

-Woah the sparks from Daniel’s car

-Oh bloody hell what’s wrong with Checo’s car?

-Oh shit he’s literally on fire

-Safety car :(

-Was gonna mention how Pierre’s strategy kinda failed and his tires are dying but I guess this helps him

-That’s actually so much fire- out of nowhere

-Lewis pitting? Or not

-Ugh I feel so bad for Racing Point

-Can’t fully be excited for Alex podium considering the circumstances buttt Alex p3!!

-This is my first Alex podium!!

-Gonna be delusional and use this to manifest a 2025 Alex win

-LN: “There’s a guy running across the track!” “That’s the bravest guy I’ve ever seen” “Brave or stupid?”

-Right puncture for Valterri? How??

-At least it’s the last lap. Everyone who has problems can safely cross the line

-Is this Alex’ first podium? I need to watch Alex’ first podium

-MV: “Good job to Alex on p3”

-Oooh fireworks

[andy-deer]

doodz

[astriaels]

some crocos

[vimbry-moved]

"likes don't do anything" they do

"there's no algorithm" there is

"well nobody uses the for you tab" I do

"reblog all art and fics you see" there's no thought put into that. if this does work on people, then it's just pity engagement borne out of guilt rather than genuine interest, which is arguably worse than having none, because it's totally hollow.

[tangledinink]

i want desperately for you guys to know that this is how swanatello was born. he was designed and drawn in a span of approximately 30 minutes at work and made originally with the only intention being "pun." thanks @actuallynobutwhynot for getting me to make him lmao i gotta draw him and your sona together sometime.

[batfossil-fr]

I’ve been really thinking of reopening my art shop soon… I’ve been taking some practice doodles (hence all the posting lately) while I shake off my rust and I’m finding things I enjoy working on again. I miss trying my hand at more dragons/OCs and colors. my shop’s so broken rn lmao but that’s a problem for a later date it’s just nice getting back into art

[bylertruther]

kind of crazy how mike said in a moment of vulnerability and weakness that he wants to be needed and to be of use and good at something, and then a large chunk of the fandom just decided to validate all of his worst thoughts & fears and suddenly reduce him to a weak, incapable, mindless, unloved wastoid wimp that's everything his low self-esteem tells him he is and nothing like how the people in his life see him (or what the narrative itself has shown us since the very first episode). even crazier when the people that do that call themselves mike fans lol but i'm 😴😴😴

[13eyond13]

actually stunned by how gay The Beatles has been all this time and I just never knew

[leyyvi]

aot fans putting unsolicited awful takes and tagging them in the main tags then getting surprised by other people dunking on them will always be astounding to me

[kuiinncedes]

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[orcelito]

Ykno the common critique I've seen around is that trimax fights r hard to follow & such. And I've always had the kind of thought of like "I mean sometimes it can be confusing, but if u stop to study it it's really not that bad"

Having a fight analysis post kinda blow up tho I'm seeing ppl comment over and over in the tags about how hard it is to keep up with the fights... and I'm just like. Is it really that confusing? Like genuinely. I thought it was one of those overblown fan critiques but it seems like a Lot of people agree with it.