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[darlingofdots]

Formal vs Informal Address in German Temeraire Translations: a report

So I have picked up my German copies of the Temeraire books for the first time in over a decade for reasons unrelated to this post but I immediately got distracted by the matter of formal address in German and how translators have to make a very specific and important choice when translating from English. German (like French and many other languages) has two forms of direct address in the 2nd person, an informal one for friends, family, children etc., and a formal address for strangers, teachers, colleagues, professional contacts. It is famously a Whole Thing when you switch from formal to informal with somebody: usually the person with a 'higher' position in the relationship has to explicitly offer it and it can be a big deal! A common instance might be when you've worked at a new job for a while and your colleagues tell you to use informal to indicate they consider you Part Of The Team, or your girlfriend's parents do it when you've been dating a while and they signal that you're part of the family now. In translation, this can be a really tricky choice! For instance, I have not watched Elementary in German but I would say Sherlock and Joan would absolutely start out addressing each other formally (Sherlock calls her "Watson" most of the time), but by the end of the show there is no way they would not have switched. Obviously English-language media does not have an explicit conversation about this and the closest analogue would be switching to first names when they've only ever used last names before, but you can't rely on that and translators end up having to make choices about characterisation and relationships based on like, vibes. With all that said!

In the Temeraire series, there's a lot of formal address around, such as among officers; I knew Laurence would be addressing his cadets formally because even though they are like, 9 years old, they are his officers and deserve to be treated with that respect. I only have books 1-5 in German but I'd be willing to bet that this doesn't change even Emily's been with him for nigh on ten years, and the same goes for Temeraire. Also Laurence uses formal address with both his parents, in case you were wondering.

What I was not sure about was a) how other people address dragons and how dragons address each other and b) the finer interpersonal relationships among aviators. Jane addresses Iskierka formally but Temeraire informally; the dragons of the formation are formal with each other but Temeraire, Lily, and Maximus are not, and Temeraire quite happily scolds Iskierka like a misbehaving child. I would LOVE to find a bit of, say, Laurence talking to Lily or Berkley to Temeraire!

Among the aviators, Laurence and Jane are informal with each other once they've slept together, but I just saw that Laurence is also informal with Harcourt but not with Chenery, which is interesting but I suppose makes sense if you go by the dragons' relationships too. What really fascinates me is that at the end of Victory of Eagles, Laurence and Granby are still formal, which makes sense because until five minutes ago Laurence was his superior officer, but if I were the translator for this series I'd have them switch to informal with the beginning of book six but unfortunately I do not have that on hand so I can't check.

Now for the main event: Tharkay uses formal address with Laurence when he leaves to fetch more ferals at the beginning of book 4, and I thought he switched for the infamous "Laurence, what are you doing" which would have been exactly the right moment if you'd asked me, but in fact there is one random informal when they're out rescuing Granby in London (loose quotation: "that is [Woolvey's] problem and for those who would weep for him, even if they are close to your [informal] heart")? And then he goes right back to formal all the way to "Laurence, what are you [informal] doing" and finally switches properly, at which point Laurence follows his example. At first I thought that was weird and I am not sure if it was done on purpose, but on second thought I kind of like that he tries it out first when speaking of something personal (Laurence's concern for Edith) but isn't sure of it yet and retreats back to familiar territory until he realises that he needs to shock Laurence out of his war crime depression.

It's interesting to me that Tharkay was the one to take that step. Traditionally, like I said, it would be on the person in a position of authority to offer or, like with Granby, Laurence could have just switched once Granby was confirmed in rank to indicate that he wants to be friends now that he doesn't give orders anymore. Of course it makes perfect sense that Tharkay would not care one bit about rank, and he's not really an officer anyway and he certainly does not consider Laurence to have authority over him. I love that the translator (Marianne Schmidt) recognised that moment on campaign for what I think it is: not so much a turning point in their relationship but one that cements a degree of intimacy that Laurence doesn't have with anyone else. They would not have had access to book 6, I think, when they were working on book 5, so it very much is a deliberate choice based on their interactions up to this point. I made a list recently about people that Will Laurence calls by their first name (former first lieutenants, Catherine Harcourt, 1 FWB, and Tharkay) and now I feel like I need to make another list of people German!Will Laurence uses informal address with!

[review-anon]

//Well I have some good news, at long last the Valentine's Day Review is fully completed and I sent it over to Bubbles for him to read ...should only take a few days since its a short read by my standards. But now that's done its time for me to celebrate by doing the next Divine Paradox Pokemon in my mini-series, this time its Iroha Nijiue's Paradox Pokemon Oily Painter!

//Yeah its super obvious I was gonna go for Smeargle since its the painter Pokemon after all. Grafaiai was the alternative option but again I don't like doing Paradox Pokemon too soon to the current gen and since Grafaiai is current gen...Smeargle it is. Though I might relent on this eventually since aren't Koraidon and Miraidon Paradox Cyclizars? Yeah this might change in the future but for now I wanted to shed some love onto Smeargle because for the obvious reason we will get to, Smeargle is often overlooked. Like Herby Boxer and Hajime, if there is a extremely clear choice for a Divine Luck User, go for it.

//But to keep with the Grafaiai ties, not only does Oily Painter have a poncho which is more or less its fire, but it shares the same typing, being a Normal/Poison type! I went for this typing not only for that, but also because Iroha is a extremely cowardly person who uses poison for her kills as its such a dishonourable tactic. It does give Oily Painter some STAB options against Fairies and removes the Fighting weakness, but at the cost of a Ground and Psychic weakness...which actually suits Iroha since I could see her folding easily to those two types anyway. Also like all Divine Paradoxes, Oily Painter possesses Divine Luck and due to how Smeargle works, its one of the deadler users of it...or so you think.

//See its time to talk stats and I ran into a problem. All the normal Paradox Pokemon have a BST of 570 and that's what Foxy Love, Herby Boxer and Frozen Hound all have, thus Oily Painter must have that BST. But then comes the issue...Smeargle has a BST of 250 which means I have about 320 stat points to play with, and due to how Smeargle works, if I don't do this right, Oily Painter will be the most powerful Pokemon ever and sorry but Iroha does NOT deserve that level of power. But after some talks with Poi where to disturbute the stats mostly, I have come up with this stat spread which is 105/50/85/45/85/200. Yes, this is a heck lot weaker then most other Paradox Pokemon as most of the stat increases went into Speed which makes Oily Painter tie with Regieleki as the fastest Pokemon ever which gives it more then enough chance to use its moves. Its Health is also not bad either but the rest of its stats are...mid, with defence being okay. This is all for balance reasons since if I made the stats too inflated things would get scary very fast.

//Now we come to the reason I had to gimp Oily Painter so much and its due to its moveset which well...like normal Smeargle and has access to Sketch; the single most broken move in the game. Why is that? Well its because barring a few exceptions, Sketch can be used to learn almost any single move in the entire game. Meaning coming up with a moveset for Oily Painter is useless since well...you can get pretty much anything. Take Down? Judgement? Crush Grip? Poison Jab? Gunk Shot? Malignant Chain? All of those perfectly legal on Oily Painter though personally I see it as a good catcher as you could teach it False Swipe, Swords Dance, Spore and Soak and that would cover any Pokemon you wish to catch. That fast speed could be handy metawise as it would become the ultimate hazard setter getting Spikes and such up before anyone can defeat it. The world if Oily Painter's canvas and really what's stopping Iroha from being too powerful is the fact she dislikes fighting and just copies moves which can help her escape. So Oily Painter's "canonical moveset" is Teleport, Spore, Sludge Bomb and Dizzy Punch.

//Given how immature its trainer is, you would expect Oily Painter to be a equally bratty Pokemon but no its actually a extremely simple minded Pokemon, not caring about what it does as long as it can paint. It doesn't really get why Iroha is so love hungry or draws so much lewd drawings all the time, but it doesn't care. It just goes with the flow on whatever is going on with little thoughts in its brain. There is one thing that can trigger a reaction; destroying art. So when Nikei went to burn Iroha's Yaoi stash, it...didn't take too kindly and tried to attack Nikei, though this failed due to Nikei's own Paradox Pokemon stepping in and managing to KO it, easily done due to the fact Oily Painter isn't a very strong fighter. As a result of its easy going attitude it coexists with Iroha's other Pokemon and the other Divine Paradoxes just fine not really getting into much conflicts. At times it can be hard to tell if it is a Paradox Pokemon due to how non violent it is. Though do be warned that the oil it paints its drawings with is extremely toxic and while Iroha and the Voids have gained a immunity to these poisons...any normal person won't fair too well so probably best to burn the drawings for health reasons.

//And that's it for Oily Painter! A simple design since I knew what I was getting into and I just had to make sure it wasn't too broken. I think I did a good job as while it might be the ideal catcher or hazard setter, it won't be nuking your team at any point, that was never my intention. I'm REALLY excited to do the next Divine Paradox Pokemon since its my boy Nikei's turn and well...his design was locked from the start. You will soon see the design which brought the death of Team Rocket, and I'm very looking forward to drawing it~

//With that its time to go but not before leaving you with the shiny form which due to DTFA spoiler is as always under the cut;

//Once again like Frozen Hound, despite Oily Painter being gold as a shiny it doesn't clash with the golden hues of the Divine Luck energy and the poncha is light blue for reasons, reasons that should be very obvious as we go along the shinies. Kinda looks out of place but hey at least its a noticable shiny.

[cwritesforfun]

Is it okay if you make a part 2 to Belly x Jeremiah x male reader

(The Summer I Turned Pretty) Belly Conklin x Jeremiah Fisher x Male!Reader: (Request)

PART ONE <- linked here

Masterlist

Male Reader's POV

One month is all it took. One month to fall even more in love with Jeremiah. I thought I was over him and that this summer relationship would not mean anything.

Jeremiah asked me to go with him and Belly on a date to go to a movie and then dinner. I'm picking them up later today because I do not want to drink or pregame with Jeremiah. It's always dangerous to pregame with Jeremiah. He'll give you one shot promising it's the only one, then the next thing you know, half a bottle is down your throat.

I pick them up and then drive us to the movie theatre. Jeremiah buys us all drinks and popcorn. We all sit together near the back. No good thing happens in the back of the theatre.

During the movie, in the middle of an action-packed scene, I feel lips on my neck. It takes a lot of strength to not succumb to that good feeling. God, I wish we were not in public.

I whisper, "Hey J, I'm trying to watch the movie." He whispers back, "That's the first time you've called me a nickname. It feels good to hear that nickname from your lips." I turn to the side, and he presses his lips into mine.

After a brief (or not, who can really tell?) makeout session, I turn my attention to the movie... Jeremiah leans back over to Belly with his hand still on mine.

Jeremiah keeps leaning over to whisper things he thinks are being foreshadowed. He's right 50/50.

We walk out of the movie and stroll across to the 24/7 diner with the town's worst coffee but best burgers.

Belly sits opposite Jeremiah and me.

The waitress walks up to us, looks in my direction, and asks, "What can I get started for you, darling?" DARLING?! Oh, Jeremiah is going to be so jealous... I cannot wait. I reply, "I'll have a lemon-lime soda, please, ma'am." The waitress smirks, turns to Belly, and asks, "And what for you, sweetie?" Belly answers, "The same for me." The waitress turns to Jeremiah and asks, "And you?" Jeremiah rolls his eyes and replies, "Just water, please." The waitress nods and walks off.

Belly exclaims, "Sounds like someone is a little jealous that they didn't get a pet name by the waitress." I add, "We can't help that we're the hotter 2/3 of the trio." I hold my hand up, and Belly high-fives it. Jeremiah rolls his eyes and replies, "Yeah, but at the end of the night, you're both going home with me, not her." Belly shrugs. I smirk. We have Jeremiah so tense and heated right now.

We all sit in silence for a bit, and then the waitress comes back to take our food orders. She tosses her hair and winks a few times when she talks with me, and then she does the same with Belly. O M G

After the waitress walks away, Belly says, "Okay, but seriously, let's talk about the movie. Because that third act? Insane. I did not see that twist coming." Jeremiah replies, "Right? I mean, I kinda called it—" I laugh and exclaim, "You called everything all night... even down to this dinner." Jeremiah smirks and replies, "Because I have taste, Y/N." Belly replies, "Oh please, you were wrong about the villain's plan twice." I reply, "And yet, somehow, he still thinks he was right." Jeremiah replies, "Confidence, my friend. Something our hero tonight clearly had in spades. Unlike someone else at this table—" Belly replies, "Aw, I don’t know, I think Y/N had some pretty heroic moments tonight. Like when he saved me from spilling my popcorn because you wanted to make out mid-movie. That was impressive." I smirk and reply, "Just doing my duty." Jeremiah rolls his eyes and replies, "Yeah, yeah, real noble. Sir Popcorn Saver." Belly replies, "I might need a strong, reliable guy like that in my life." Jeremiah fake gasps and asks, "What about me?! I literally held the door open for you—twice!" Belly replies, "True, but Y/N also picked up my jacket when I dropped it. That’s like bonus points." I reply, "This is the weirdest competition ever." Jeremiah sighs and replies, "It’s only weird because I’m clearly losing... I mean, I introduced you two to each other. This whole thing is because of me."

At this moment, the waitress starts to refill our drinks, and says, "Here you go! And let me know if you need anything else." I reply, "Oh, thanks!" The waitress winks and replies, "Anytime, darling."

The waitress walks away, and Jeremiah asks, "Okay, what is this? Why does the waitress hate my being?" Belly laughs and asks, "Oh wow, Jere, are you jealous? Are you jealous that she clearly likes Y/N and I more?" Jeremiah grumbles out, "I mean, I just think it’s interesting that Y/N is out here getting all the attention." I ask, "You want me to wave her down for you? Maybe she has a thing for guys who hold doors open twice." Belly laughs and says, "Aw, Jere, don’t be too sad. You’re still my favorite… after Y/N." Jeremiah grumbles, "I hate both of you." Belly and I say in sync, "No, you don’t."

We end the night laying in the back of Jeremiah's car, complimenting him. (and other things...)

[vickyvicarious]

Your meta made me think that secrecy, sealing one's own feelings, and lack of communication for someone's sake seem to be themes, and one of Dracula's greatest allies. And it's already showing up now.

They absolutely are. And we've seen it already with Dracula, in several different ways. There's also lack of communication due to societal rules which is a big ally to Dracula as well. We've seen the Count use some of these elements already:

Jonathan has to suppress his feelings and play the role of guest to survive

Dracula works to hide the truth of what is happening to Jonathan

The crew of the Demeter are hesitant to speak of their fears to their superiors/are silenced by a superior (first mate)

But what's happening here is different and maybe even worse because it's entirely independent of Dracula himself. And it is all likely helpful to him, and the kind of thing he takes advantage of, but he isn't the cause of it. These people are making their own choices to hide things from one another and in doing so are becoming more isolated/miserable for all that they mean well.

Spoilers below as I talk a little about future events:

This is why I am so adamant that Jonathan being honest with Mina in his journal, even about potentially unflattering details like his attraction to the vampire ladies, is so important. It's because that is what the entire book keeps saying, over and over again.

We are entering into a long section of the book now where the truth is hidden left and right for well-meaning causes. A lot of the time people even have good reasons for their decisions (van Helsing doesn't want Jack to think he's crazy or keep him away from Lucy; no one wants to deliver the final shock to Mrs. Westenra that will kill her). Even when the logic doesn't necessarily check out they are keeping quiet out of love and an unwillingness to become a burden.

But the thing is, no one in this entire novel succeeds on their own. At no point does going off alone solve anything (at best you get something like Quincey shooting at a bat, which is startling but does neither harm nor good). Jonathan's survival - which may seem like the most solitary part of the story - is thanks in large part to helpful strangers before and after the castle. Lucy lives as long as she does because Art called in Jack who called in van Helsing who sought information from others and also established a watch with multiple people staying close to her. Without Mina sharing her and Jonathan's journals (without Jonathan sharing his with her) van Helsing wouldn't have known where to find Dracula. In fact he wasn't even ready to share his own information until she set the example, and if he hadn't done that vamp!Lucy would be still drinking kids and potentially ready to aid Dracula against the heroes later on. If Jack didn't agree to share his records with Mina then no one would have made the connection between Renfield and Dracula. If no one made that connection, he would never have met Mina and wouldn't have had a change of heart. And so on and so forth...

Even partially hiding the truth doesn't help. When a few members team up but keep a loved one in the dark it always leads to negative consequences. Lucy and Mina bear the brunt of these, and it's always well-meant but it's never helpful. The key thing is the sharing of documents. Of stories, of vulnerabilities, of pain and hurt and weakness. It's hard to do, it exposes people to risk - but it's sharing the burden. And whenever that happens, again and again both the characters and the novel itself reward whoever opened up that way. They are treated compassionately and it helps them to heal. And even the person accepting this burden does so willingly out of love.

Whether it is Mrs. Westenra, Mina, Jack, van Helsing, Arthur, or even Lucy herself... hiding things for the sake of a loved one doesn't actually help that person. Most notably Lucy (which is why I listed these particular characters though everyone hides things at one point or another), though she certainly isn't alone in the negative consequences. And this isn't something Dracula ever causes. He just takes advantage of it, fosters secrecy around himself and utilizes the hiding of truths. He directly silences his victims, yes. But all the other secrets, the kind we're beginning to see - those are a choice. One made out of love. And they become a painful lesson indeed, when those good intentions nonetheless serve Dracula's evil.

[loumauve]

thanks for tagging me, @novastellaris

Were you named after anyone? accidentally, not on purpose. very much to the dismay of my mum. (my dad forgot that his mother's middle name is the same as the name they picked for me)

When was the last time you cried? earlier today, or maybe late last night? been crying a lot lately, ever sínce my other grandma passed away. I'm always glad when I end up crying over a moving scene in a fic, or some lyrics in a song instead, ngl

Do you have kids? not unless my plant children count? I have quite a few, not as many as I used to, but still plenty. (I think current count is 55, though it used to be over double that at some point)

What sports have you played/do you play? I played soccer in kindergarten/elementary school (still salty over being the only one dressed in pink) but that was nothing serious, and then my asthma got worse and was no longer able to run for long periods of time, plus the hip issues I was born with flaring up a little every now and then. spent ten years in the circus though, which is kind of like sports? poi and juggling, dancing (mostly hip hop, swing, tap), mini trampoline stuff (where I nearly broke my nose and made a bloody mess of my friend's math homework), a lot of balancing (walking/doing tricks on the ball, unicycling, some tightrope walking.. incidentally the same tightrope I smashed my face into during my over-enthusiastic front flip off the trampoline), trapeze.. all kinds of stuff, really. loved it, still remember that time so very fondly even if it left my body a little too wrecked for comfort (my wrists are a mess and my ankles still roll every so often, my ribs still feel bruised whenever I gain too much muscle around the bottom of them, lol) also have dabbled in climbing, mostly indoor bouldering, which I really should get back to, these days the social anxiety gets the better of me though. inline skating which I love and my hips and knees hate, sadly enough.

tldr: I love all kinds of being active and moving around, it's just that my body doesn't agree with most of it.

Do you use sarcasm? a lot of the time, more so when fed up and grumpy or defensive

First thing you notice about people? clothes, maybe? hair, perhaps. faces, but also not in a way where I really remember them? I'm not sure, actually. but the first two are the things I tend to remember the most even long after I've last seen someone

What is your eye color? blue-grey, depending on the lighting it can be either near completely blue or really grey. idk

Scary movies or happy endings? both, preferably together. though, I'm not a fan of artificially happy endings, sometimes bittersweet and a little sad is the best you can get and that's fine with me. more true to real life that way anyhow

Any talents? hm. maybe it's finding all kinds of wonderful knick-knacks and integrating them into my flat to make it wonderfully chaotic and cluttered, but welcoming? (it prevokes either extreme joy or utter despair in visitors who come to my place lol) not sure that counts as a talent though.. I guess I'm real good at getting back up every time life does its best to crush me into a smudge on the sidewalk? can you call that a talent? it's either stubbornness or just straight up spite, definitely not a pretty sight but I make it work, somehow

Where were you born? Dresden, home sweet home. (home of old-ass architecture, the beloved Frauenkirche and Zwinger, eternally indebted and cursed by the river Elbe, sadly haunted by right wing politics) born and raised here, only lived elsewhere for a year and a half, or so. missed it terribly while I was gone, a blessing and a curse, really, but I don't think I'd ever want to move away again, no matter how haunted some places are for me now. I'd miss the river and the Elbsandsteingebirge too much.

What are your hobbies? a little bit of everything. collecting hobbies is another talent of mine. most hobbies last me a few weeks at most before they rest in limbo until I pick them up again, but here's a few: book binding, sewing, painting, video games, board games, reading, dissociating to the perfect (at the moment) song on loop for hours/days straight, sometimes (very rarely these days) writing - fic and poetry, dreaming (a fave, ngl. wouldn't mind if my life was nothing but), finding the most amazing terrible horror films to watch, collecting dice and rolling them until they all show the same numbers, collecting and looking at Magic: The Gathering cards and building decks that I then never end up playing with because I have nobody to play with (rip), making DnD characters that I will never play but have entire backstories for nonetheless, taking care of (and multiplying) my various plant children

Do you have any pets? not at the moment, I used to keep garden snails for a bit, but then I felt bad for them never experiencing the outdoors so I released the latest batch of them to where I found the parents originally. I hope they're alright out there. I'd love to have pets again, but I'm allergic to most furry beings, and my flat isn't a good place to keep non-furry animals either because it gets really cold and draughty in winter and far too hot and stuffy in summer, and I'd rather not subject any critters to that. plus, most of everything in here vibrates whenever I used the washing machine since I live in what used to be an attic space with wooden beams all around, so anything that needs structural integrity (like an aquarium etc) is out as well. I guess at the moment I do have a few visitors though, two tiny spiders that live in my bedroom and bathroom respectively, tucked away in corners where they don't bother me and I try not to bother them, and I regularly get bird visitors outside my bedroom window since I'm still putting out bird food that's left over from me feeding them over the winter, so I have a flock of 8 or so pigeons, a few crows and a few more magpies. not pets, but daily companions nonetheless.

How tall are you? 164 cm, which according to google is around 5'4''

Favorite subject in school? English (as a second language), Art, and maybe Biology? used to be German but then German became all about remembering boring dates and I lost interest

Dream job? no idea, I go where the winds of life blow me. I mean, in an ideal world (where my knees don't suck) I supposed I would have loved to be a graveyard gardener for the rest of my life. that was my favourite time at work ever. OR if we lived in a different time, maybe a lighthouse keeper. sometimes I still dream of that, or of roaming some deep dark woods and I feel so very at peace

[ask-serendipity-sky]

Hi, it's okay if you won't answer this but here's my two cents about Jk's "one and only singer" statement (sorry for going back to that topic).

I think it's fair to say that if Jimin is the one who said that, some people might praise him, but that's mostly just Jimin-biased and PJMs. The rest will come for his ass as always. Will call him names and crucify him.

The same goes for Jk, JJKs praise him now for his words, along with ARMYs. But that's the thing, for Armys, it's okay if JK is the one who said that but if it's Jimin, they'll hate him more. And sorry but we know JM will never say those exact same words because he's more articulate, reserved, and not so blunt (when talking). JK might be genuine but he has a history of not being the best talker.

That's the difference too, JK is being blunt and bold now, and that is what makes many confused and annoyed. Probably because some are not yet used to these changes and still see him in a specific way. Some are upset with him already and this just intensifies it, while some may be just hating on him for the sake of it.

Now regarding the statement itself. I see it both as rational and bold. It may not be too deep for some too. It's the solo era so of course Jk will want to branch out on his own. He's merely just talking about his ambitions and that's perfectly fine. He's an individual capable and has the right to dream big. He's being bold and blunt about what he wants.

On the other hand, the statement may also strike some as arrogant, odd, insensitive, and tone-deaf. Him using those words is a choice. It sounds a little tone-deaf and insensitive because he knows, and everyone knows, that the other members are also aiming to go big and do the same thing. Probably not the same literal ambitions, but on the same page. So him saying that is like shutting out everyone including the other members. I'm not saying he should always think about the other members, but it does not fit into the whole 'we are brothers, we support and want each other to succeed' narrative that has become a foundation in the fandom. Heck, even the members say it themselves. There's a disconnect. In a way his statement implies that he doesn't want anyone else, (who has the same goals) even if it's the other members, to be able to succeed and surpass him. It has to be him on top and no one else.

It may also sound arrogant because he's only been starting and it's like he's already talking big. Like he's biting off more than he can chew. But I guess he can do it now because he's achieved a lot with his debut. And that is also a big deal to some because we all know what went down with his debut and promotions. He's not already on some people's good side and him saying those things does not help his case at all (or maybe he does not care and isn't trying to please anyone anymore).

In terms of Jikook, it also makes it seem like he does not want JM to come close to his supposed level in terms of goals and success. I mean, JM is a singer too and is going on the same route of making his own name and venturing into different genres (but with lesser tools). He doesn't have to say "Jimin and me" (like whut?), but if they're a couple, it contradicts the notion that he wants Jimin to succeed in the same field. It sounds selfish and not the thing that you would expect a boyfriend to say, considering their supposed boyfriend is on the same playing field.

So, there. We may get different vibes from his words but I think it's okay because we're all coming from different places of love, dislike, and indifference. The "one and only singer" may not mean anything for some, but for others, it makes all the difference.

Hello anon,

Thank you for sharing your views and taking the time to explain why you think this way.

My posts on this were directed at pjms who were coming just to hate on Jk with no explanation other than "is this real?" "what".

I understand what you are saying, though. You view things as a whole so I see your point.

I agree that Jk does have a problem articulating his thoughts. But also, he has said that his thoughts are simple.

So when I look into what Jk is saying, I view it with my "simple lens". Jk spills through his pores, anything, he's transparent. So if he says "I want to be cool", I read "I want to be cool."

In comparison, I take someone like Namjoon, who is a complex person and has so many layers of feelings and connects so many things at once. Like what he said in his past live:

What was the reason!?!?!? He was being chill not so chill then drops this in the last 15 seconds of his live. What kind of relationships? Why did he stop looking at the camera?

So Namjoon, I view with a different lens. More emotional, melancholic, and complex.

I guess I'm unfazed about this being seen as Jk wanting to outdo the other members. He's competitive and that's the industry.

And about him making it seem like he doesn't want Jimin to succeed, that's everyone projecting. This isn't about Jimin.

Ask yourself this, if you and your partner were both in the same profession, would YOU want to be second best...for love? If you had dedicated your entire life to this profession, you would be ok with being no.2?

I wouldn't. Hell, I just told my partner 2 days ago that I would sell them for a t-rex. It doesn't mean I don't love them, but dreams are dreams. They said they wouldn't sell me 😭😭😭

But at the same time, I do see how his words could be interpreted as something bad. I guess I'm just not on that side on this issue.

But yes, we all view things differently. So we really don't know what he meant. All he said was "one and only."

Thanks for sharing.

[the-un-slash-emotionals]

hola amigo kaise ho thik ho? i need to stop starting everything like this :sob: hi. its been a long time. so many things that happened. but i trust him, im proud of him, i know he'll pull through. but that's a discussion for his diary, not here. today, we talk about some theory i've been budding for a while now, its a little bit of a sensitive topic, that i have no right to talk about but such are my alien ways :) (moments is such a good song) heart beats harderr ; time escapes me trembling hands, touch skinn ; it makes thisss harderrrr and the tears stream ; down my faceee the Aromantics. " Aromantic people have little or no romantic attraction to others. They may or may not feel sexual attraction. An aromantic person can fall into one of two groups: aromantic sexual people or aromantic asexual people. " thats the textbook def of it, and that's not the topic of discussion here. andd also not talking about asexuality, that's a whole other thing that i havent really thought about. some leads, but none too decisive, so nvm. what im interested in is what could be the reasons behind aromanticism? i really damn wish and hope i do something neuroscience related in the future coz otherwise my human will BURN ok, so what made me interested? some people around me, 2 in particular, both im close to, both i want to understand like nobody else. both have their fare share of troubles, both i hope, i can have a conversation with about this very topic some day. both, have had many many proposals in the past, both, i've fallen for at some point or another, both, i've fallen out of (for the most part), both, i've never confessed to. both, ridiculously fascinating people. both, ive had the privilege to know from my pov rather than just his, and hence, both, i can evaluate devoid of humane feelings. common points in both - bad past, sub par family dynamic, at least from one side. and i think therein lies the jackpot. also, both very physical beings. in touch with their skin. idk how to describe it without feeling like a fucking creep, but both value physical touch a lot. its intimate. their skin is sacred, it has meaning. almost as if they're stuck in this world in between, on one hand they have extremely complicated minds and thoughts and emotions and on the other, their body revolts if they don't pay heed to it. maybe its a girl thing, im not sure. but idts. i think the answer lies in the past. they've suffered such negative experiences there, regarding the same thing. love. somewhat of a mix between family relations, and other kids, heck, maybe even some horrors from the past resurfacing in their present, which makes them repel all this even more so. its like their mind has created this bubble, or a safety shield, which makes it invalidate romantic feelings or approaches. maybe in the past, they felt too much, then were faced with nothing but bad results, over and over and over over again. it solidified. their minds stopped believing. as maturity rose, it brought with it an almost completely concrete blockage towards feelings. and that was that. im lucky, since both my POIs are very different people, fundamentally. one deals with feelings like a cold machete. dangerous. but its a defense mechanism, ...and ok he knows that but hes kinda tired of it. anyway, the other deals with it via a bit more maturity. she knows what feelings are. how to cater to others' feelings too. shes almost been doing this for too long, but shes getting better, and he has faith in her. most importantly, she DOES NOT SHUT DOWN when something bad happens in this realm. and thats VERY IMPORTANT. the only way is THROUGH. she FIGHTS. unlike the other. im not gonna conclude this, because tbh it was a bit of a personal rant as well, instead of just a devoid barren thought portrayal. also have to say, that im kinda just speculating. idk anything for sure unless i have some brain scans. until next time, humans thats x8c signing off （︶^︶）

[a-tale-never-told]

To take your mind off of all the bullshit you’ve definitely seen by now with Mod Poi, I’ll let you know that I just finished reading a book about the creation of the Russian Sesame Street and all the chaos that went down trying to get a very American show on the Tv screens of post-Soviet Russia. It’s called Muppets in Moscow if you want to check it out

//Honestly wasn't expecting to mesh these two subtopics together, as they barely have anything in common with one another. Still, it makes it all the more fascinating to investigate it.

//I'll have to definitely review and check that out when the opportunity comes up because it combines two of the most surrealist things I've ever witnessed, the turmoils and chaotic nightmare that was post-Soviet Russia, and a kid's show where you're taught the basic subjects of academics by a reddish, Kermit-esque muppet. What could possibly go wrong?.

//Yeah, I've only recently heard about this now, and it's getting generally exhausting on how much these fans are willing to antagonize others for sharing an opinion and disagreement of how the character was characterized, even when actual, definable, proof is presented before them, or having basic common sense.

//It's less of my general thoughts on this situation being frustration and anger, and more of me basically being disappointed that we're reaching this stage of the Hiyoko- fandom debacle, where they haven't learned anything from the last time they went after someone for their portrayal of Hiyoko, and have actually gotten worse in the period between both incidents.

//It's remarkable that they're so devoted to idolizing their queen and shielding her from any criticism that any amount of nuance or rationality is completely lost on them. Frankly, I ain't that surprised about them attacking someone for their honest opinion about Hiyoko, but what I'm surprised by is how they're willingly discarding any meaningful or good advice we've given them, and instead continue to relentlessly harass those who even have the slightest bad thing to say about her.

//It's a parasitic syndrome that's becoming a huge stain on how I view this character, and it's getting very tiring to deal with. I'm already preoccupied with a lot of stuff right now, and I certainly don't need to get into an argument with a Hiyoko stan about whether or now Hiyoko's a great character. Does Hiyoko deserve some love? Absolutely. But to the extent of continuously harassing others based on their opinions about a certain character? I don't believe so.

[c4ndytooth]

been busy, barely able to think about drawing. one of the big things i’ve been focused on is acting, so I started drawing my characters if they were in debate!

i thought about the events they’d be in, and how they’d dress.

i’ve been leaning into jonah is a lot more like david personality wise— whereas charlie is their compliment, rather than the opposite.

if you can’t read it, jonah is a cross entered slut. charlie is very opinionated; being an activist and all, they do all the debate events, PF, LD, Congress especially. They hate being PO, but hate every other PO because only they do it right. Jonah does congress but definitely doesn’t take it seriously.

malik is an interp kid, through and through, POI is his specialty. he loves congress, he does it with flair. he is basically the nice and humble version of an annoying asshole that used to be in debate.

gabriel is a sub and is too scared to ever do his own events, maybe that’ll change, malik needs a duo partner after all… ;)

lorenzo i haven’t done much thought in yet, sometimes i think about scrapping the guy, unfortunately. i never have ideas :(

david would totally be a former debater who comes back to judge.

when it comes to debate, charlie cleans up, while they don’t like the idea that physical appearance should dictate experience or whether your ideas have merit, they recognize that’s how it is at the moment, and clean up accordingly. they think that once they have a reputation and are trusted they can lax up, and challenge that stereotype.

jonah dresses in something i call « emo formal » he technically is in dress code, but you can definitely tell he’s alternative in his day to day.

malik is the typical interp kid with dramatic wardrobe choices to set him apart.

gabriel wears what he always does, black slacks and a white button up

[bhawk-goose]

somehow this got a lot of notes, so I'm posting my notes on episode two, and am currently watching episode three.

Ep 2:

I’m fine with Meowth being able to talk, it’s a kids show, but why randomly slap “meowth” on the end? And why is he just bullying blue hair?

Why is the pokemon center a giant ominous eyeball?

I love that the Chanseys(Chansi?) are so cheerful when they are rolling a dying pokemon around on a stretcher. No sign of concern or urgency, just being cheerful. And don’t say that they don’t know what they’re doing, they’re just trained to roll stuff around, they should be able to recognize when another pokemon is injured, even if it’s just through seeing signs of pain. Those Chanseys do not care at all. You could kill their family in front of them and they’d join in.

What is that grinch bird pokemon in the waiting room?

So, right after Ash calls his mom he sees this weird painting thing. Why is there just a random dog? Were they making it with a bird theme in mind, but then realized they couldn’t make a square out of only three smaller squares so they were just like “eh just throw Joe’s new dog on there”

Why did Professor Oak call the front desk of the Pokemon center to contact Ash? What would he have done if someone was available, or no one was but Ash decided not to answer with no idea how to do the job of the person who usually answers those calls?

I’m probably going to see immediately, but what is their plan to command Ekans and Koffing? It seems like they can either jump out of their hot air ballon into the building, breaking their legs(and likely more) and leaving only a cat to land the likely expensive hot air balloon, or shout them from like a mile up. “Koffing, use poison gas!” “koffing?” “I said use poison gas!” “koffing!?” “I SAID USE POI- oh Pikachu killed him.”

I see, their plan is to teleport straight into the questionable gas. Not sure how I didn’t think of that.

I love that Ash is throwing the pokeballs one at a time when nurse Joy is holding like five at once, why not just swing your arms forward to launch them all, is that not enough to count as throwing and open them?

What does Misty mean three? Either pokemon don’t count, and it’s just two, or they do, and it’s five. Unless humans don’t count, which considering her character so far actually makes sense.

Apparently team rocket is even more superhuman. That was like twenty Pikachus generating power at once, they should be electrified dust. The entire building should be electrified dust.

I love that Meowth just stands there while he watches Ash generate the power that’s gonna knock him out.

It appears that Pikachu has ignited the apparently flammable gas from Koffing and now the entire continent is gone.

MA’AM, I KNOW YOU’RE TOO LATE TO STOP THE FIRE BUT YOU CAN STILL HELP. CALL THE FIRE DEPARTMENT, DON’T JUST STAND THERE AS DOZENS, POSSIBLE HUNDREDS OF POKEMON BURN TO DEATH.

According to Meowth Ash’s Pikachu isn’t ordinary, so that means I’m right. Pikachu is at least a demon, confirmed. Satan isn’t confirmed, but still likely.

I've just started watching the Pokemon anime from the beginning for some reason and I already have some thoughts. I'm just using this post as a journal.

Firstly, Professor Oak is a cruel man, he knew all the pokemon other than Pikachu were taken and still made Ash go through the process of picking up each.

Also, this show is like 30 years old so you'd think comedy would be different, but for some reason Pikachu playing baseball with is pokeball is the funniest shit ever to me.

Pikachu has already shown it is far too powerful. I get that pokemon are generally more powerful than humans, there's a reason trainers have their pokemon beat the shit out of wild pokemon on their behalf instead of just doing it themselves, but god. Pikachu knocked out twelve people, most of which were probably adults. AND Ash is also godlike, he was the closest to Pikachu. He was the one that the electric current went through to knock out the twelve people in the crowd, but he was fucking FINE. Just some scorch marks, that's it. This is a ten year old child, with that level of current he should be dead. He should be just a charred skeleton.

Has Ash done no research or is only being able to say their name specific to Pikachu? It's an animal, what the fuck did he expect? Does he also expect a response when he asks a dog who the goodest boy is?

Next, Pikachu hates being confined, so removing the waist-leash made sense, but why the gloves? They weren't even touching Pikachu, they were on his hands.

why is there boss music playing when Pidgey appears and Ash thinks he's gonna fight it? He's specifically fighting it because it's easy. Also I'm putting it on the same line cuz it's the same scene basically, what kind of yawn was that? Pikachu's "cha" was clearly supposed to be a yawn, but that did not sound tired at all. That is what yawns would sound like if we did them when we had too much energy.

remember when I said trainers have their pokemon beat the shit out of wild ones on their behalf? Apparently not Ash. I'm convinced that Ash is from our world, but doesn't know much about Pokemon, so he's just heard of it in passing and knows nothing. And when he was in our world he never encountered any non-human life.

"enjoy your last moments of freedom"? Ash isn't even trying to be a caring pokemon master, he is just straight up has no sympathy for them. I'm glad this kid never met an animal in the real world, at least pokemon can fight back a lot better.

What was that laugh at Ash's failure? That was far too human. I hate that. Pikachu is a straight up demon. New theory, ontop of Ash being from our world, there are demons(or some kind of demon equivalent) in the pokemon world. Pikachu is one of them, and pokeballs are like holy water to them. That's why Pikachu doesn't want to be in the pokeball.

I know this is pokemon, and there are tank turtles with no clear sign(to my knowledge) of how they get the water they shoot, and rats with unlimited supplies of electricity, and sentient magnets, but Pidgey is none of those. Pidgey is a normal fucking bird, nothing special about it. Where the fuck did it get that sand from??

the pokedex is fucking amazing. Earlier I thought it was just coincidental that it was a bit late, but no. That thing is alive, and it fucking HATES Ash.

why the hell do wild pokemon get jealous of trained pokemon? Just get in the ball and you'll be a trained pokemon. And trainers openly do not care about the pokemon they catch, Ash already showed that.

the way it cut straight from Ash and Pikachu passing a Magikarp in the river to a gyarados makes it look like that thing just evolved on the spot.

Misty not caring about Ash at all is completely fair. I don't care if she doesn't have any context to know what happenned, there is a hurt animal.

"Pikachu, this can't... happen" he's not wrong, it can't, it's only the first episode of the show and Pikachu's a main character.

"the town of pallet" sounds completely different from "pallet town", and why does Ash think he's a noble defender, he's ten, and he's defending a rat that kocked out twelve people.

Pikachu just created a giant sky beam. That was not a lightning strike, it was like a mile thick. Pikachu is not a demon, it's far too powerful, it is satan himself.

anyway, those were my thoughts on the first episode of the pokemon anime. It was like 11 minutes long, but I took like 30 to write about it. If I get any likes on this I'll keep posting my thoughts as I watch it.

[runningfrom2am]

Okay pls make a part three when they get together

i wasn’t even sure i would do a part three but it was in high demand so i had to give it a shot and omg i do not regret it- they are so cute!!

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You and JJ very quickly become inseparable. You just get along so well, and all the guilt you had built up about having this crush on a committed man was quickly lost when he told you about his and Kie's break up- the same night you went to The Wreck, and the same night you went for that drive. If she had cheated anyway, it's only fair that he left that relationship. It's the right thing to do.

He told you all about everything they had been through, the gold, the cross, and finally El Dorado, which made him and his friends the richest pogues on the island. Still pogues, though, nonetheless.

"Mom! Hey, come here!" You call to her, seeing her sitting on the back porch, looking over your families expansive property. She looks down over the balcony and lifts her sunglasses, smiling as her eyes land on the two of you walking towards the stairs. She quickly gets up, opening the gate at the top. "This is JJ. I told you I had a friend." You giggle and she smiles, holding her hand out to him to shake.

"It's so lovely to meet you!" She says as JJ quickly shakes her hand. "I will admit, we were skeptical that Y/N had actually made a friend already."

"Yeah, you too, Mrs. Y/L/N." JJ grins, looking between you and your mom. He can tell she looked a lot like you when she was young.

"Why does that surprise you?" You ask, playfully raising an eyebrow at her.

She waves you off with a laugh, stepping back over to the table by her sun chair and putting her glasses down. "You just haven't been out doing much other than going for runs or doing errands."

"Well, she did help me pick out the second best watermelon the grocery store had." JJ shrugs, nudging you gently with his shoulder. Your mom smiles at the two of you. The look in his eyes is something else, and in yours she sees something she's never seen before.

"Why don't you kids join your father and I for a glass of wine? We've got some fruit cut up in the kitchen and if you want to grab a bottle from the cellar that would be great." Your mom suggests, and you nod, giddy as you head for the door.

JJ hesitates to follow you, stopping in front of the door instead of stepping in. "Ma'am, I should let you know I'm only nineteen."

"And?" Your mom asks casually as she sits back down. "So's Y/N. Besides, a glass of wine has never hurt anyone."

"What about beer?" JJ laughs, looking at her hopefully.

"Okay maybe beer has, but what happens at the summer house stays at the summer house. Knock yourself out." She grins, shaking her head as she returns to her book and JJ steps inside after you, sliding the patio door shut.

He's never been to your house before, since previously as you got to know each other you stuck with beach walks and car sits, or JJ showing you places around the island you haven't seen. He wasn't prepared for the almost clinical state of the newly built mansion, hardly lived in despite you being here for almost two months.

JJ whistles in awe at the home, which echos off the walls as he looks around and follows you blindly down the hall and into the large open kitchen.

You walk up to a cupboard and pull out four glasses, two for beer and two for wine, placing them on the counter. JJ is speechless. Not just because of the home, but because something about seeing you in it makes it that much more beautiful. Everything looks hardly lived in and almost sterile, but seeing the spotless white cupboards contrasted with the tone of your clothes, your hair, your skin; just makes him feel a level of content he's never encountered before.

"Mind grabbing some beers from the fridge?" You ask, drawing him out of his thoughts just as you look up and catch him staring.

"Yep, I'm on it." JJ nods, and you point to a wine cooler under the countertop by the sink.

"Can you pour those out? I'll run down and grab a bottle. I'll be like thirty seconds." You say, not giving him a chance to respond before you're hurrying out of the room and he can hear your feet hit the floor as you run down the stairs.

JJ gets going on doing what you asked, cracking one can open and lifting the cup to pour it's contents in without spilling anything. "Hey- can I help you, kid?" A deep voice makes him jump, spilling a little in the process.

"Uh- sorry, no, Y/N just asked me to pour these out. I think this one is yours." JJ says, sliding the now full cup over to the man who he assumes is your father.

"Oh. Are you Jake?" He asks, taking the glass and pointing towards JJ with one finger so he doesn't drop it.

"JJ, yeah." JJ nods, chuckling slightly.

"JJ, right. Sorry. I should probably know your name if you're gonna be in my house drinking my beer." Your dad laughs, living the cup to his lips and taking a sip.

An awkward silence falls over the room while JJ pours the second drink, praying internally that you'll come back before he has to make more small talk, he doesn't know what he would say. He doesn't know a lot about what your dad does for work, which is the default discussion topic for men first meeting each other, but all he knows is he's some big wig on Wallstreet, which he's never understood anyways. "So, Y/N/N mentioned you and your friends found that treasure, hey? That's pretty cool." Luckily your dad takes it upon himself to fill the silence instead.

"Yeah, yeah. El Dorado." JJ nods, taking the cans and putting them in the recycling.

"Did you at least get to keep any of it?" Your dad asks, smiling at him.

"Kind of, not exactly. It was complicated, legal stuff and all that. Our payouts came from somewhere else." JJ shrugs.

"Ah." Your dad nods. "So you're not working, then, I imagine?"

"Dad." You sigh, walking back into the kitchen and placing the wine bottle on the counter as JJ relaxes.

"I'm just wondering, honey." Your dad chuckles, wrapping his arm around your shoulder and giving you a quick squeeze, kissing the side of your head.

"Well, I am still working, actually." JJ decides to answer. "My buddy, John B, he took his money and opened a surf shop down on the touristy part of town, so I'm working there right now. Helpin' him out, it's lots of fun."

"Oh nice! Good to have something to do, I would get bored without work for too long." Your dad says, letting you go so you can pour the two glasses of wine.

"Dad, come sit with us outside!" You smile, taking the two glasses and heading for the door, JJ right on your heels. He's nervous to be left without you again, despite your parents seemingly being way nicer than any other kooks he's met. Especially Kie's parents- it was no secret they despised him. No doubt they were ecstatic to hear about the breakup- but him and Kie's mutual friends now won't tell him a word about it.

The four of you sit outside and talk for hours, watching the sunset and even squeezing in dinner when everyone got a little hungry. It made you so happy that JJ just fit right in with your parents- not that you were official, for gods sake he just came out of a serious long-term relationship, but you'd be lying to yourself if you said you weren't hoping that would change. It was nice that you weren't bringing home a boyfriend to meet your parents, that always made for a tense situation. This was so casual because he was just a friend. Your parents saw through that, though, not that you could tell.

By the time it was almost eleven, you left to drive JJ home, which was now temporarily John B and Sarah's house on the cut. You didn't understand the legal situation with JJ and Kie's house, unsure of whether they were both signed on it or just her, but he didn't intend on ever going back after he got all his stuff.

"Sorry, oh my god they ate up our whole night." You laugh as you get in the car, starting it up and turning down the radio before it blasted in your ears. You only had the one glass of wine a few hours earlier, knowing you would need to drive JJ home later and you didn't want to put him out for an uber or anything. You internally curse yourself for not having a few and just asking if he wanted to stay over.

"No, it's cool. They're really nice." JJ shrugs as he gets in.

"Yeah, I love my parents." You sigh happily, buckling your seatbelt and pulling down the long driveway.

"I think they liked me. Maybe." JJ thinks out loud, drumming his hands on his lap.

"Of course they liked you." You giggle, glancing over at him.

"Sweet, I can drink for free there all summer." He jokes and you nod.

"Well, we're going back to New York in about a month, so as much as you can drink in that time."

"Oh, right. I forgot about that." JJ says, his mood immediately dampened by the realization that you have to leave. Suddenly he doesn't know what life was like before you, and his stomach turns at the idea of there being an after you. "Didn't you want to stay, though?"

"Of course I want to stay." You answer instantly. "I just... I doubt my parents will let me." You say sadly, focusing now on the road with both hands holding the wheel.

"Well it's not like you'll be alone, you'll have me." JJ smiles, trying to lighten the mood. "And they loved me so obviously they'll say yes."

"True... but it's more about me being alone in that big house. They don't think I'm ready to live on my own, even though I'm nineteen. I doubt they'll ever be ready, though. That's kind of parenting 101." You shrug, chewing on your lip. You want nothing more in the world than to stay, and get to spend all year with him; driving around, learning to surf, maybe getting a job at John B's surf shop like JJ said you could. It’s just a matter of getting your parents to agree.

“Well…” JJ hesitates over what he wants to say next. “I could move in, keep you company, take care of the property and stuff. Like a roommate.”

Your eyes flicker over to him quickly, your cheeks turning red. That would be the perfect solution for both of you, but the idea of living under the same roof as JJ, alone, has you blushing like crazy. “I- uh, yeah! Yeah, that would solve both our problems, wouldn’t it?” You can’t resist agreeing, and it’s not like he’s a total stranger. You’ve known him for almost two months, most of that time being spent together if he wasn’t at work. You trust him, and you just mesh so well- you can’t deny that fact.

“Totally.” JJ nods, smiling a little and looking down at his lap for a moment. “Maybe by then, though, less like a roommate.”

“Huh? Like a live in maid? That’s a generous offer JJ but my parents already have a cleaner.” You joke, making him roll his eyes.

“No, not like a maid. Have you seen John B’s house?” He laughs, rubbing the back of his neck. “I meant, like, maybe in a month, when your parents leave, I’ll be more like… I don’t know, more like a boyfriend than a roommate.” He says hopefully, suddenly noticing how quiet the music is and wishing it was louder so he didn’t have to dwell on what he just said.

“I…” You start to speak, blinking a few times to gather your thoughts. Of course you would love that. You’ve had so many feelings towards him since you first saw him, when he first spoke to you. That is what you wanted, admittedly, but is he asking now? Or is he joking? You can’t really tell, but it sounds like he’s serious. “I mean, maybe.” You shrug, going with a casual answer as you lean over to look out the window and pull into John B’s driveway.

“Maybe…” JJ mutters under his breath, nodding a little and fiddling with the ring on his finger.

You put the car in park and turn to him, lifting your legs up onto the seat in front of you and sitting criss cross after pulling off your seatbelt. Rarely ever did you get to the house and sit there for anything less than forty minutes, just talking about everything under the sun. “Is that what you want?” You ask softly, and he keeps his eyes locked on his hands as he shrugs.

“I mean, yeah. It is.”

“I just don’t want you to feel obligated for anything if you’re not ready, you’ve been through so much with the whole Kiara situation, I just want you to be comfortable first.” You explain, smiling softly at him as he looks up at you.

“I’ve never been more comfortable, Y/N. Ever. Like in my whole life.” JJ chuckles a bit. “Since I saw you at the grocery store I’ve been comfortable. Seriously.”

“Okay, that’s real sweet, but-“

“You’re my person! Do you see that too? I just- I don’t even know what it was about you, Y/N/N, I just saw you and I knew I had to talk to you. I didn’t even want a watermelon- I don’t even like them that much. They’re just kind of okay, I wanted one because you wanted one, because you were there. And after that, I just couldn’t stop thinking about you and I had to distract myself so I wouldn’t text you, so I wouldn’t cheat but I knew before I even left the store that I couldn’t be with Kie anymore I just couldn’t-” JJ rambles on, only breaking eye contact when he gestures with his hands to make sure he doesn’t hit anything.

You shake your head a little bit while he talks, trying to keep your smile from spreading too wide- you don’t want to scare him off, but hearing this makes your heart want to leap out of your chest.

You reach across the seat and place your hand on his cheek and he stops talking, his gaze falling quickly to your lips before back up to your eyes, and in a second he’s leaning over the centre console and pressing your lips together, his hands landing on your waist. He’s holding onto you so tight, almost as if you’d disappear if he let go. His heart is pounding in his chest, and he just feels so good. So light, even, like nothing else in the world matters in this moment. To you, it doesn’t.

You pull away after what must have been a minute, giggling a little to yourself and looking down at your lap.

“Just please don’t go.” JJ mutters, leaning his forehead against your own.

“I don’t plan on it.” You whisper back, rubbing your thumb over his cheek. “But if I have to, I think I can hear New York calling your name.” You laugh slightly- neither of you can ever resist a good joke or jab at one another.

JJ laughs a little at this, shaking his head. “Absolutely not. But for you, maybe I’d give it a try.”

guys i know y’all love this but this may have to be the last part unless i get a specific request for what should happen next bc i honestly do not know lol. tysm for reading and all the love!!

-Raye

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[uninspired--poet]

Personal update regarding my fanfiction (opinionated, for sure. I’m not deleting anything <3.):

I wrote for the warcraft fandom every day from the end of 2018 to around six months ago. Over a million and a half words in that time. I wrote for WoW and, more specifically, Sylvaina, because I loved the characters and I believed I could write them a better story than they were getting. 

The ‘finishing’ of Sylvanas’s story, along with the release of her novel, have resulted in things going incredibly south for me creatively. I wrote the stories because I loved the characters, as I’ve said. Especially Sylvanas. 

I thought the issue was the high demand level of my job, but it wasn’t. It was just way easier to tell myself that than to admit what had actually happened. 

This ship, especially, has been. Y’know. This isn’t the first time the character I identify most with has been turned into something she was never supposed to be. But that’s fine. When the ship trend became, not only noncon, but pushback against tagging it as such, I coped. (Y’know. As well as could be expected considering the reason Sylvanas is who I identify with is that she was the epitome of a survivor character and said trend turned her into the very thing I, personally, survived.)

I even coped when this ‘trend’ became the norm, somehow. When the character’s entire point was regaining her own agency and ensuring the agency of her fellow survivors. It’s fanfiction, right? What could it hurt, right? 

I’m fully aware content policing is bad. But also, I have personal opinions and beliefs and it sure does suck that the ship I started writing for to cope with escaping a really bad situation became ‘the noncon ship’. 

So, first, the ship’s fandom itself made her something she wasn’t intended to be. Easy enough to deal with. I simply won’t write her like that. I’ll write her the way I think she should be written, and the way that helps me process things. I’ll do everything in my power to always write healthy, consenting relationships. I’ll even withdraw socially from most aspects of fandom because I can’t fathom interacting with anyone who thinks this characterization is ‘hot’. Because in real life, it’s very much not. 

And again, the pushback against requests that this particular trigger be tagged? Probably pretty telling regarding the direction things were heading. But I kept writing! I loved the characters. I loved the people who found my works as comforting to read as I found them to write. And because I still believed I could give these characters a better story than canon. Eventually, things evened out a bit on the content being produced for this ship and I felt a lot more comfortable being involved in it on a personal level. 

Now we’ve arrived back at canon. The thing I felt so compelled to fix and do better when it just got harder and harder with each content patch. And the craziest thing happened. They stopped just short of canonically giving her the exact characterization I was just addressing. But they didn’t stop before she stopped being Sylvanas Windrunner, and they didn’t stop before the entire lore of the game was irreparably broken. 

And I don’t know how to fix that. After so many words and stories and ‘it doesn’t matter, I can fix it.’, I can’t, anymore. And that’s super sad for me on a personal level. I’m not sorry for any opinions I’ve expressed regarding this ship now or in the past, but I’m sorry I can’t fix it. It just feels so much like there’s nothing left to fix. I’ve definitely tried. I’ve opened my docs so, so many times. I even wrote a whole one-shot in one sitting recently. And then I found out the writer currently responsible for Sylvanas’s direction is now writing for Overwatch, which has been one of my favorite things to do since I haven’t been able to write, and I was just like, okay. Writing for Blizzard franchises is becoming genuinely upsetting, and it’s really hurting my ability to write anything at all. I need to stop trying so hard to fit a square peg in a round hole before I ruin my ability to get this creative outlet back at some point.

Anyway, this isn’t some melodramatic ‘I’m leaving forever’ thing. I just wanted to express some things after so many years of so much involvement. There’ll be fics I discontinue, and fics I’ll update when I feel like I can enjoy updating them. Probably not many, though, and I wanted to be transparent about that because there are so many of you that I’ve come to care about and enjoy seeing in my comments and notes over the years. 

Also, like what you like! Don’t let me stop you or make you angry about it. If I don’t even have the strength to keep trying so hard to write about these characters, I definitely don’t have it in me to argue about tag preferences, lol. I’m not some weird overarching characterization deity. I’m just a guy with ptsd and strong opinions. 

But also, tag that shit if you want to write it. Don’t negotiate about it. It’s not a debate. If someone asks you to tag a theme, just believe them when they say it hurt them, or that it could hurt others. Behavior like that sets the mood and tempo for a lot of things, and you never know who has been through what in their real life. 

Anyway, it’s really a perfect storm of things except the storm has been happening for years. I’ll still update some things. I still love the character Sylvanas was. And I’ll always appreciate the journies everyone took with me. They helped me more than you’ll ever know.

I’ll see you in the next silly or gratuitous elf one-shot. Sorry about the longfics. No promises on those, for sure. <3

-Poet

[nakanotamu]

God okay the Axiz reunion in Noah of all things got me kind of in my meltear feelings again, it’s just that element of making a bad decision and choosing the wrong person and having to either figure it out or deal with it blowing up and I love it so much.

Tam has a bad start to 2022. She loses Mai, the first person to leave Cosmic Angels, to Giulia of all people, she catches Covid and misses out on an opportunity to even try and contend for the red belt. She’s depressed and once again (kayfabe) considering retirement.

Natsupoi sees this and it bothers her. This is wrong, Tam with no energy like this, despondent like this, not caring like this, is getting to her and she’s not sure why. So she starts poking her, provoking her, trying to get a reaction. She successfully makes Tam mad and their singles matches are set.

Tam brutally wins the cage match, but as she’s destroying Natsupoi she realizes, oh, I don’t want to fight her, that’s not what this feeling is. Oh god, I still care about her. Immediately after she wins the match she rushes back into the cage, the first person to check on Natsupoi.

They have their second singles match at Korakuen and Poi is furious, full of fire and a consuming need to finally beat Tam. And part way through, Tam’s spirit just goes out. She just doesn’t want to fight Poi any more, has no need to beat her a second time, she’s not going to keep fighting her. And Poi wins, but she’s uncertain.

Their third match approaches, the team match between their factions that was meant to serve as a proxy rubber match even though it wasn’t a third singles competition. Natsupoi doesn’t go to the press conference beforehand, Giulia jokes that they had to tie her up because just seeing pictures of Tam sent her into a rage. It’s not seriously what happened, but it’s believable, Poi is obsessed, and as she jokes Giulia grimaces like she knows where that kind of obsession can lead.

And sure enough in the team match Poi can’t fight it any more either. So many weeks at this point of wondering why she can’t stop thinking about Tam and she knows, and she turns on, very much betrays, all of her friends, just to be with Tam. And it’s awkward, and there’s a lot to figure out, but Tam accepts her immediately. She says later that she knew bringing Poi in would change things, maybe be difficult for the rest of Cosmic Angels, but she had to let her in.

And they click again, almost immediately, there’s a tiny bit of rust at first but it’s mostly like they never stopped tagging together. FWC nominate them to challenge for the tag belts because they’re the hot new team everyone’s talking about. And they need to put aside their instincts to both be the hero, to be two singles wrestlers who happen to be on the same side, and learn to actually help each other, and they do, and they win the belts right away. Tam is embroiled in a bit of a feud with Syuri, but after a tag match after they’d won the belts, she watches Syuri leave and nods to herself. She’s putting that aside for now. She’s focusing on the belt she has, on her tag partner. Natsupoi put her relationships aside to choose Tam, and Tam puts her aspirations aside to choose Natsupoi.

They do lose the belts but they’re fine, they’re solid, that’s not what’s important here. Tam challenges Giulia for the red belt that she won from Syuri, and she tries so, so hard to get under her skin. She says and does everything that would have destroyed Tam before. She makes her bleed, makes her look ugly in front of everyone. She tells her no one likes her, and Tam doesn’t care. For once, Tam is completely focused. She has someone to rely on now.

And she wins the red belt and now, Cosmic Angels are almost completely different. After Mina left, she said that it was seeing Tam with Natsupoi that made her realize that that spot next to Tam had not been hers. She spent two years thinking they were tag partners, equals, that she was the lieutenant of Cosmic Angels and Tam relied on her just like she relied on Tam. But seeing Tam with a real tag partner, seeing Tam actually rely on someone, makes her realize that it was one-sided, that she had only been relying on Tam. And Tam says she always knew Mina would strike out on her own one day, she just didn’t expect it so soon, but what she doesn’t say is that it happened now because she chose Natsupoi.

And Unagi is maybe? Possibly? Hopefully? Still a member of Cosmic Angels, though she’s certainly not around now, or seemingly will be for the indefinite future. She didn’t feel like her relationship with Tam wasn’t what she thought it was. She said that seeing Natsupoi next to Tam made her realize that she couldn’t stand next to Tam herself as an equal, that if she was ever going to be able to, she needed to leave and find what she was missing for herself.

And they still have the name Cosmic Angels, and the vibe, but Tam chose Natsupoi over her entire faction. She knew this was the risk, that maybe Natsupoi’s presence would shake things up so much everyone would leave. And she chose her anyway, and now that it’s happened, they’re figuring out what that means.

Just in time for Saori Anou to waltz in. Saori Anou, maybe the one person Tam would choose over Natsupoi - maybe that’s Poi’s fear. The person Tam texts first, the person Tam says I miss you, I want to see you to. The only person who gets to ignore Tam’s messages and has Tam saying “Hey!! Where have you been, I told you I missed you!“ instead of ignoring. The one person who gets all dere from Tam, no tsun. Natsupoi once said Tam “never confesses. She sets the mood so you feel like you have to confess to her.” Anou is the person Tam confesses to.

And when Anou first showed up Poi was uncertain, a little sad. She said she likes Anou but she’s such a major rival to her that she can’t help but feel unsure about having her around, like just by being there Anou is guaranteed to take something from her sooner or later. And sure, you can look at Natsupoi’s eternal quest for the white belt, her rough history with singles achievements compared to Anou’s lauded one. But I can’t help but see it as not a something, but a someone.

[gemsofgreece]

Some complain that we should make a Greek song for Eurovision but we already had one in 2018, but we were disqualified even though it was a pretty song. Maybe because it a soft ballad or something but it was something to send a song in our native language.

But i think we should start first...voting for the candidates who will represent us and second mix both traditional and modern rhythms.

Bre make a Pontiac song and see how much on top we would be, would make the whole crowd dance 😉

Oh my God Anon 😂😂😂 You are young, right? Or started watching Eurovision recently? This is not condescending, I just want to cheer you up. I am asking because Greece retains a honorary title of being a Eurovision powerhouse due to its mostly consistent success throughout 2001- 2013. In all those years, almost all the songs that succeeded had either Greek music or both Greek music and lyrics. The 2014-2019 dry spell had mostly entirely English songs except for two, which had very bad performances. The 2021-2022 successes made people hopeful that Greece was coming back but long time fans complained that Greece should also return to its authentic sounds.

When it comes to the 2018 song, have you watched the stage performance???? I think even Victor two days ago was better than Yanna, and that says a lot! It had nothing to do with the song or the language or it being soft. She sang terribly and supposedly her whole freaking equipment for the staging was stuck at the customs and never arrived at Eurovision (that’s what she said)!!!Have you ever heard of such an occurrence before? 😂 One more suspicious person would say there were barely any ideas for the staging at all and she had no better way of excusing it.

Despite all that, the public did keep her in, albeit barely, and gave her the 10th place. She was murdered by the juries who gave her the 16th place and disqualified her. Here’s the thing though: Yanna accused the juries and the production in general of a sabotage. This might sound crazy but something shitty DID happen. There is a point in the song, during the chorus, where fireworks pop. However, inexplicably during the jury show, the technicians chose to randomly shoot the fireworks during the very calm verse. This was so out of place it was visibly wrong, it wasn’t like a detail you won’t even notice. The Greek team requested that the performance should be repeated, since it was the crucial jury show and it was the technicians’ fault, but the production refused and asked the juries to vote based on what they saw, a decision that was criticised by Greeks and other fans of the song alike.

So as you see here not only the singing is atrocious but as if this was not enough, they really just randomly shot the fireworks to her face. I honestly have no idea what happened but this was the unluckiest song we have sent. It was a gorgeous song that did not deserve either Yanna’s live vocals and her lousy team or the problematic production there. And the fact the audience tried to keep it in was solely the song’s and the language’s achievement as there is not any other redeeming quality in this participation unfortunately.

This is a topic I feel strongly about because I loved this song and I had a lot of faith in it and it still hurts. But also - regarding the language thing - it’s a myth, not only for Greek but for all languages I think. It was true in the past, when only English or French songs would win, but ever since 2010s people want diverse songs and more languages. The juries are worse on that but the public does want the ethnic element.

And to prove it, I once made a very passionate analysis on how Greek entries performed and the conclusion was that on average a song that was either fully Greek or at least in a Greek music style performed better than a totally English song. Again, on average. Here’s the link to the analysis:

And then I saved for last a stab to your heart… We have sent a song in Pontic Greek… and it is the third one that flopped 😅😅😅😅😅😅 The notorious Utopian Land by Argo, fam! But it was a bad song, even though I see on You Tube it has developed something like a cult following.

But in stark contrast, Alcohol is Free was a totally Greek song in everything (with freaking rebetiko) and it finished 6th (and 2nd in its semi) . And the reason it didn’t make it to the top 5 was that some hysteric people were clutching their pearls at the title, whining “how they would allow their kids to watch Eurovision now”. I have some very deep into esc stuff friends from Europe and I know for a fact that this was the case with some people. And yet it ended up sixth and some considered it an injustice, which it was, because it should have won, seriously. Oh yeah, I forgot, it would make it in the top 5 in spite of all that, had it not been for the juries. The public voted it 4th and the juries 14th and it ended up 6th. Similarly, Watch My Dance by Loukas Yorkas was half in Greek and it ended 7th (and notoriously 1st in its semifinal, ahead of the Eurovision winner of the year, Azerbaijan, which does raise questions about the final results - see the link above with the analysis). Interestingly, the only criticism I saw the song ever receiving was by people complaining that the whole song should be like the Greek laiko in the chorus and diss the English rap in the verse. Another example, OPA by Yorghos Alkeos, which was also entirely in Greek and finished 8th.

Now an ethnic Greek entry and a cheerful one at that will certainly be butchered by the juries, like they did with the Ukrainian Shum or the Finnish Cha Cha Cha and our own Alcohol is Free. But who cares? Better be butchered by the juries and be loved by the public, than going with bland and bad English ballads that only the juries might like and nobody else. The people have made clear what songs they want from Greece. And in any case, I would rather suck by sending something from my culture that others may simply not get than suck by sending something that doesn’t even represent me in any way.

I know you agree by the way, you just touched a sensitive chord in my heart and I went full rant mode 😇

[blink-blank-bliss]

Hey Blissy your turn. I hear you are: "Neural Nets and Pretty Patterns owned voice actress and pleasure puppet"

Some odd questions for you:

Would you desrcibe yourself as being in a bdsm relationship that uses hypnosis as a tool like a Dom-sub relationship + hypno, Or a Hypno-Domination H-D/s relationship? Just curious how you'd define it - because you seem happy and you guys are still going strong, or is it a Hypno relationship +D/s?

Could you say please what the most important part of the hypnotic relationship is - like the thing that makes the hypnosis most effective for you?

Could you also please say what submission means to you, what are the core components for submission to be happening?

Thank you in advance x x x

Hi Doll! It's always a pleasure to hear from you and I'd be happy to answer your questions, I apologize to any reader who actually plows through this whole thing for what may be a little too much of a glimpse behind the curtain at Actual Me and not the public face of Bliss, but oh well, I don't really get a lot of serious questions and I am delighted that you've asked me, so buckle up here we go.

I don't think I would use any of those terms to describe my relationship with Neural. We are primarily romantic partners and best friends, and we work together to create weird kinky artsy audio porn stuff. He's the creator, but I do a lot behind the scenes to help keep the content coming and I take my job as Cunt Muse seriously. Yes, we have kinky sex and it's fucking great, but it's just a small part of a relationship between equals. He has, however, spent a lot of time inside my mind, as I have in his. It's given our relationship something that I guess I would call ...mental intimacy? haha that sounds gross idfk. But I've never really had this before and can't imagine having it with someone else. The content is a part of it, I love acting and he just writes me the most fun roles to play. haha in the one we are working on now I play the most sadistic nun ever, it's so cathartic, I swear I'm healing generational trauma doing it haha. Getting to explore all of that together is really sexual and really hot but it's not like ... hypnosis. I love having wild kinky trancey scenes with him and he is a wonderful dom, knows how to push my buttons just the right way to take me apart and always makes sure to put me back together after, but it's not as important to me as it is that he has made me laugh every day for over 5 years without fail or that he can write me a part to play in a script that will both highlight my talent and turn me on.

I think the most important part of the hypnotic relationship is trust. I trust him and he trusts me. I know he is committed to being good to me and good for me, as I am for him. He's proven it to me through haha some honestly insane shit storms of life and I know I have proven it to him. And we've been at it long enough that we've seen the proof, both of us are better stronger people than we were before we met. This is what makes us equals, but it's also what makes it possible for him to slide inside my mind like he's coming home and make me into nothing but his. For a time at least.

ok so this is a two-parter. Part 1. What does submission mean to me? So ok I am old. I came out as queer and kinky in a world where to be kinky you had to put on a latex dress and go in person to what they called an "S & M Club". It was terrifying but thrilling. But as far as kink goes, I'm a little jaded at this point. I feel like I've literally seen it all. I've been to at least 50 kink conventions of all varieties. I've taught classes, hosted infamous dungeon parties, demo dollied, bootblacked, partied with all manner of kinky people. but like.... I'm fucking old and I did it already. Now yes, I am still submissive, I am still a masochist, but I just don't have anything left to prove to myself or anyone else about it. Submission has been a part of who I am for more than half my life now, but at this point, it's pretty much just a sex thing for me. I mean yeah I call Neural Owner or Daddy when we play, and yeah it was hot as hell when I asked him to choose my new hair color, but it's for fun and a sex thing. Part 2 is pretty cut and dried. I'm jumping over the safety speech part here and just say that I'm only talking about power exchange that I would consider RACK. But for submission to occur there has to be some kind of agreement that you are going to give up your power to another for a period of time in some agreed upon way. That's what we mean when we talk about consent really. it's what makes healthy power exchange possible, without that it's all various degrees of abuse and codependency and people making each other into less than they are. Gross. I'm also going to answer a question that you didn't ask, but my advice to any submissive but especially those getting into it: -sit down with yourself and really decide what your values are, what your limits are, what your needs are, physically emotionally mentally before you go giving your precious self away to a dom. - Sub frenzy is a thing, it's crazy, I've been there, but it is Not Real and it will fade, take your time in establishing relationships and making commitments no matter how hot the scenes are. -No matter how much you worship them, your doms will remain human. Humans have limits on their time and their energy. Humans are not all-knowing. Humans get sick. Humans make mistakes. Don't put divinity level expectations on your human partner. It's a set up, no one can live up to it.

[olivia-anderson-fanfic]

Timari January 2023 Masterlist

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Day 1: Frostbite

Fireworks (Yeah, I sure hope it does)

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Summary: Marinette and Tim sneak out to go watch the fireworks. They get a little bit of frostbite in the process, but they still manage to have a good time overall.

Day 2: Sleep is for the weak

Rock-a-bye baby

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Summary: Marinette needs Red Robin to sleep. Preferably sometimes soon. Otherwise it would be hard to rob him.

Day 3: Snuggle up

Hide and seek

750 words

Summary: Listen, I was sick while writing this and wanted to do a little thing about kiddos cuddling while hiding from Mr. Freeze. So I did.

Day 4: Let's just blow it up and call it a day

How to get out of an escape room in one easy step

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Summary: ‘Beat the maze’. Yeah, no. He was going to ‘beat their faces in’. See how they like that.

Day 5: Pillow

Knockin' Down Heaven's Door

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Summary: Marinette needs Red Robin asleep. Preferably sometime soon. Otherwise it would be hard to rob him.

Day 6: It's not depressing if you smile when you say it

When the clouds are in the sky, you'll get by

800 words

Summary: You can make a joke out of anything if you try hard enough.

Day 7: Looking cute is not helping

But is it hurting?

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Summary: If you don’t constantly annoy the vigilante that’s accidentally holding you hostage in a trapped room, are you really doing it right?

Replacement: Bakeries

The way to a man's heart is through his stomach

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Summary: Maybe the act of giving food is inherently tied to safety and love.

Day 9: Daisies

Got a secret, can you keep it

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Summary: Daisies symbolize a lot of things. Innocence, new beginnings, true love, and willingness to keep a secret.

Day 10: Black like my humor

Sco(r)ned

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Summary: Tim’s attempt to learn to bake could have gone better… or maybe it couldn't have, because he was pretty hopeless.

Day 11: Wheels up

Heads up

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Summary: The alarms were blaring that there was at least one intruder. Static filled his ears as all of the guards talked frantically into their walkie-talkies, their voices overlapping uselessly. He ran hand-in-hand with someone he was sure would try and steal from him before the night was up. He was about to sweat out his tux. He was pretty sure that they were going to get searched if they tried to leave and, considering all of the illegal and confidential paraphernalia on their persons, he didn’t think that that would go over well.

Day 12: You're a wizard

Computer wiz

500 words

Summary: She flopped on his bed. “I’m getting made fun of for not knowing Java.” “You don’t even know Java?! How did you get this far –?!”

Day 13: Hand me the match

Such a pretty liar

2.1k words

Summary: “I wanted to celebrate the new year with you!”

Day 14: Brace yourself

Run boy run

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Summary: Marinette meets the family. The family in question is deranged. That is all.

Day 15: Recharge

Sleep(is)over

800 words

Summary: Marinette and Tim refuse to succumb to naptime’s seductive ways.

Day 16: It isn't stalking if it's research

Just remember that I know

800 words

Summary: Is stalking serious? Yes. But consider: he wasn’t ‘stalking’ her, he was looking into a suspicious person. Which is totally fine and normal considering his job.

Day 17: Welcome to the jungle

It's dangerous to go alone, take this

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Summary: Just some more batfamily shenanigans.

Day 18: It's good to be king

The mighty fall

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Summary: Blood red lips curled into a smirk. “Interesting of you to look down on me when you just picked a lock to get in here. What were you about to do?”

Replacement: Yum

Two's a whole lot lonelier than one

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Summary: “You’re trying to annoy me into leaving, aren’t you?”

Day 20: This is a date, isn't it?

A lovely sight

1.4k words

Summary: Breaking and entering at the same time is definitely a date.

Day 21: Apple from a poisoned tree

You think your only crime is that you got caught

1.4k words

Summary: A poison tree by William Blake

Day 22: Nest

Home is where the heart is

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Summary: Tim and Marinette, as a show of faith, have decided to show each other their main bases.

Day 23: Two stepping with the woman I love

Sealed with a kiss

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Summary: Negotiations can be romantic, actually.

Replacement: Art

Lovebirds

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Summary: They find an old project from art class while moving.

Day 25: You mean platonically?

I wanna ruin our friendship

900 words

Summary: We should be lovers instead.

Day 26: Dancing in the rain

Hush

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Summary: Two people fight with and for umbrellas on a rainy day.

Day 27: Wanderlust

Welcome to the playground

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Summary: Gotham is a wasteland, but it’s THEIR wasteland and they wouldn’t go anywhere else.

Day 28: Problem? What problem?

Hostage(d) situation

1.3k words

Summary: That weird moment where you’ve been kidnapped and are being held for ransom but also the person who did that to you is letting you play video games so you can’t even be mad at them.

Day 29: Rubix cube

Get cubed, idiot

300 words

Summary: “I just want to see how you solve it,” Marinette said, smiling in a way that was far too innocent to ever be seen as real.

Replacement: Cupcake

Lost and found

2k words

Summary: Tim finds a batch of cupcakes and a note on his counter.

Day 31: Mornings

Will you hold me tight and not let go?

600 words

Summary: The night shift is over, they can finally sleep.