#i love being all theirs and giving him all allll of my love

[xochimillilili]

I love my baby so much I’m so hungover an all I wanna do is hold you close to me while my head spins giving you lots of little kissies over your face. I’m glad you wanted to be my boyfriend because I’m so happy to have you as mine. I just wish I could keep you warm and safe all close to me.🫀🫀🫀🫀🫀

You're are the cutest most adorable person who exists in the universe ever, I genuinely fucking love and adore you so so so soooo much love

And obviously I want allll your kissies, I'll hug and hold you and stay so so still so all your kissies land on my face before going aaaa and kissing your face all over too (also make you tea and other yummy drinks, and make sure you're comfy in bed and cozy and make food for you and make sure you're okay and not too achey dizzy while hungover)

Mmmmso so so happy to have you as mine too. My boyfriend, my sweetheart, my darling sunshine who I love a million billion trillion mwa mwaaa you make me happy every fucking second of the day

I wish I could cozy up with you and warm up you and your bed and be trailing around behind you everywhere you go holding your hand and protecting you, and caring for you every fucking moment 💛💛💛💛💛

[theravenkin]

hello! jsut wondered if you'd be down to tell me about the maurauders and such because they are interesting but i don't have anyone to talk about them with

HI YES so i am going to use this as an excuse to dump my marauders hcs here (completely random, no particular order)

- since 4th year, remus has been a regular installment at girls' night...he Is one of the girls. the rest of the marauders are BEYOND jealous

- the girls all know wayyyy too much about his love life and he knows far too much about theirs; they're all just way too comfortable with each other in general. remus gets to hear allll the gross girl stuff. all of it.

- "trust me, james. you don't wanna be at girls night. you can't handle girls night." (remus is right, james could not handle girls night)

- oh, and at gryffindor parties? you know that whole group of girls and remus are grindin on each other, gettin down, they all know how hot they are. and they don't give a Fuck. it's all about the girls. (remus included of course)

- the girls only wanna dance with each other and remus. they send rude gestures at any boy who tries to infiltrate.

- remus's hips cannot tell a lie. not a damn one. he's a hotgirl and he fuckin knows it.

- seriously, remus is the partier of the group. and when he and the girls get together...all hell breaks loose. he and lily, in particular, are terrible influences on each other.

- they're the type of best friends where each individually, they're perfectly normal, but once they're together...it's like they activate the weirdness in each other. they're completely bewildering. they make each other cackle with jokes that nobody else understands

- remus and lily dated for a hot minute in first/second year, but then decided they just wanted to be best friends. and they were disgustingly close from that point on

- lily has the mouth of a sailor and the grossest, most bizarre sense of humor ever (which is why james fell in love with her)

- lily: if you don't stop fucking poking me i'm going to cut off your goddamn toes, pickle them, and then feed them to you.

- remus: that's hot.

- lily: hell yeah it is ;)

- james: 😍🥵

- lily also has a terribly dirty mind, worse than even remus or mary or marlene (all close runners-up). she frequently scandalizes the marauders (sans remus)

- remus gets dragged into tiktok dances frequently; usually only lily or alice can manage to convince him. (of course, every video he's in becomes a thirst trap immediately. instantly viral.)

- mary and sirius like to make tiktoks together too, mostly because the dances n other trends, especially when they're doing it with mary, make sirius feel pretty (and like they're one of the girls)

- sirius comes out shortly after they and remus start dating because remus starts noticing their dysphoria more and makes them talk about their feelings for once (they hate it, but they finally realize that they wanna use different pronouns and present more feminine so they admit that maybe talking about their feelings isn't always stupid and terrible)

- one night shortly after sirius comes out, the girls ominously come beckon them from the marauders' room and drag them to the girls' (after a very offended remus is told that he is to stay behind this time)

- the girls' room is dark when they arrive, with lit candles the only light; "welcome to the club, sirius" "are you gonna make me drink blood or something" "yes, actually. we are." (they don't but they keep saying spooky shit just to haze sirius)

- soon enough sirius is being cuddled, their hair is being braided, their nails are being painted twelve different colors, they're being fed chocolate and popcorn, and they're helplessly giggling as the girls ask them about what it's like dating remus

- "ugh, and he's such a good kisser" "yeah we know" "you- we?? WE??"

- girls nights can get crazy, okay? (and the casanova of gryffindor tower is the WORST about committing friendcest)

- one time before he and sirius started dating, at a party, one of james's quidditch friends was half-joking about being bi-curious and so remus proceeded to crowd him against the wall and flirt the living hell out of the poor boy...his knees were weak, his whole face was beet red, boy was sweating. then remus is done and he just goes back to the dance floor, completely cool and unaffected, while the boy is in a puddle on the floor

- "still curious?" "ahh nah i'm pretty certain now"

- sirius might have witnessed that little show and might have then locked themself in the bathroom to cry and that might have been the night they confessed their love to remus cus they couldn't watch him flirt with anyone else ever again

- when they start presenting more feminine, sirius has the best whimsigoth style...patterned maxi skirts, platform docs, lots of velvet and chains, black lace chokers and chunky silver rings, the most gorgeous makeup and the cutest spiky nineties hair ever

- also, they are the absolute GOAT at graphic eyeliner. (white eyeliner on that face? hello???)

- remus has always been cool and collected, the casanova of gryffindor tower...but when he sees sirius done up in these outfits that are so obviously validating to them, when they just look so comfortable and so themself... he gets all flustered and tongue-tied. they're so pretty and he is so whipped

can you tell i've been having lots of sirius black gender thoughts lately? 😀 anyway this is all i'm willing to reveal about myself for now, enjoy

[mrs-nate-humphrey]

it’s halloween month so I would love to know any and all of your dan/nate halloween headcanons (bonus points if milo’s there too) 🧡🖤🧡🖤🧡🖤🧡

you sent this on the first of october like the wonderful festive pumpkin pal that you are! but i have been sooo no thoughts head empty,,,, and i wanted to give this actual deliberation & thought before diving right in, so....

DAN, SPECIFICALLY:

ok. i think dan would have complicated & conflicting feelings re: halloween. we already know, canonically, that rufus was really into halloween, so this paints a pretty elaborate image in my head of halloween at the humphrey household - i bet it was a lot of fun! but then, of course: alison left. i think holidays in general become difficult for dan in the After, because they remind him of a time his family was truly happy that he cannot go back to.

so halloween is always bittersweet for dan, he'll carve all the pumpkins and get nate all the pumpkin flavoured stuff from all the cafes, and his wardrobe is so full of browns and sweaters that he's always ready for fall anyway, and he's happy! he is. but sometimes he'll remember another family he used to be part of that's all fractured & fragmented now, and he'll get a little sad. it happens less frequently over the years, but it never quite stops. (nate the ever observant always puts an arm around him and kisses his cheek, and says something silly to make dan smile. sometimes they talk about it; most of the time they don't. but nate is always there, quiet & non-judgemental, waiting for when/if dan needs him.)

NATE, SPECIFICALLY:

on the contrary........ halloween is natie's absolute FAVOURITE. much like the thanksgiving flashbacks we get in 1x09, i feel that halloween for nate, during his childhood, would involve being with blair & serena and all of them having the time of their lives. i think anne & howard would drop him off at the waldorfs, and eleanor would entrust blair & serena & nate to dorota's care. when they're younger they go trick or treating, and blair is very serious and very prim & proper and has on a perfect, sophisticated costume (she dresses as movie characters always) while serena's in a state of chaos, her costume for whatever she's dressing as (usually a witch or a ghoul or something like that) is a bit lopsided, the ribbons in her hair are coming out, her makeup is smudged (not deliberately!). nate, naturally, is sort of in between those two states - blair dolls him up and sets him to rights, serena takes his hand and runs around with him until his costume is a little wonky - by no means as much as hers, but definitely not in pristine, blair-approved state. blair just gives serena & nate a tired, Adult look, like they're toddlers and she's the babysitter (this doesn't change over the years, and this dynamic sets in remarkably quickly.)

once they're older, there's alcohol, there's halloween parties maybe, but nate still sticks with blair and serena, and they still hang out with him. halloween & the first of november are THEIR days, because they always do a sleepover on the 31st, and waking up together on the 1st of november is just something that makes the day Theirs, to nate. so unlike dan, for nate, he DID have that family feeling, and he had it consistently over the years, and he knows that it exists still.

DAN & NATE, FINALLY:

nate gets so excited for halloween! he goes full on into event-planning mode. he and jenny get really engrossed in designing costumes for the humphrey gang, and dan is like "who are you again?" and nate gives him the finger + an unamused look. halloween is a great bonding time for dan & jenny's gf, actually, because both of them get to watch their partner be an absolute dork over the holiday AND get really into designing (which is normal for jenny but not for nate, lol.) they just sit together and share drinks and act very, very cynical.

dan knows that halloween month is a special month for nate, and he's determined Not to be a grouch, so he goes out of the way trying to keep that cheer alive. he bakes sugar cookies that he ices to look like ghosts, he carves pumpkins, he does All The Things. but in a similar vein, nate knows that halloween month is a bit rough for his bf, so he is extra cuddly and patient, and goes out of his way to remind dan again and again that he loves him, that they're family now, etc.

i think halloween would also bring a lot of gender feels to dan, who gets this one holiday in which it's socially acceptable to wear makeup and doll himself up and dress up as whoever he wants to be. i think that'd give him a lot of euphoria, a lot of questioning, and a lot of anxiety, all at once, and i think nate would just be there like a stabilising force, because nate just loves dan that unconditionally, whoever dan is, even if dan is figuring that out - nate loves dan. i had more to say about This Point specifically but i am so tired, i kind of forgot what it was.

oh!!! vampire movies. all of them. nate and dan WOULD. they'd watch endless nights and they'd watch vampire porn and they'd definitely sleep together after THAT. nate would bite dan's neck and repeat some dialogue from the porno, and dan would laugh, but he would also be so, so turned on. (what! parts of this are literally canon!)

since dan also canonically reads anne rice (i wonder if he's one of the fic writers who got a cease & desist or whatever she was sending at them back in the day, that would be an interesting dan humphrey backstory) i think he'd read it aloud to natie. nate would just be lying there with his head on dan's lap, and dan would be sitting up reading aloud, one of his hands carding thru nate's hair.

at a blairena halloween party one time, dan and nate dress up as... *drum roll* each other. are you surprised? yeah, me neither. they keep making risque references to That Night At Yale, and blairena threaten to kick them out of the party (empty threats.)

MILO HUMPHREY MY BELOVED:

i wish i had more milo headcanons than just "jenny designs extremely elaborate costumes for milo, and nate goes trick or treating with him" but that's kind of it. milo would also end up wearing a LOT of orange-brown-maroons to school all through october (dan is like, nate, the kid is 5, is this the age to put your fall agenda onto him? nate is like, yes.) i think once he's older, milo would start getting these ridiculous mugs home in october - a pumpkin mug, a mug shaped like a skull, a mug shaped like a skeleton hand, etc. think mugs that look like THS thing that krysten ritter is holding:

dan looks at the collection of horror themed mugs they have with equal parts dismay and pride, and looks at nate like, yeah, you sure did raise this kid alongside me, didn't you? this is all YOUR influence, babe.

i also feel like milo would wear black nail polish ALLLL the time. he'd start during halloween and just never stop. i mean. if you're curious about this, i have two words for you: aunt jenny.

BONUS:

nate finds photos of a younger dan trick or treating - dan must be 7 or 8 in these photos, and he & vanessa are both dressed up as witches, with the hats and everything. dan is carrying a pumpkin shaped lantern, and marx is sitting in the lantern, peering out from inside it.

dan just smiles, and goes, "yeah, when i was a kid, all my costumes involved marx in some way." there's marx with angel wings (looking extremely disgruntled), there's marx with a green blanket around him ("he was a caterpillar that year," dan informs nate seriously), there's marx with a little bonnet on his head ("he hated that SO much," dan laughs).

the humphreys adopted marx when dan was around 7 - and given how unconcerned rufus is by lily's lack of pets - when he moves in with her, they do not discuss getting a cat or a dog or a bird or anything.. i'm guessing that maybe alison and dan went to pick marx out. i think dan and jenny have both seen marx grow from being a kitten to an adult cat, but because dan was older he remembers it slightly better. and dan and that cat were INSEPERABLE, to the extent wherein dan would often put marx in a pram and stroll him around everywhere. (there are halloween pictures of this, too.)

anyway, i'm just saying.

"he was my partner in crime," dan says fondly, looking at a picture of marx.

"i'm your partner in crime," nate corrects him.

"well, yeah," dan says. he raises an eyebrow. "but do you really need to compare yourself to my cat?"

/end

[turtleparadise]

[ ~ One ~ Two ~ Three ~ Four ~ Five ~ Six ~ Seven ~ ]

[ This was... Something I just started writing. I was compelled. It actually started with the second scene. Seven years have passed since the original game. It’s been many years since their last huge adventure/mission/crisis together, but Yuffie and Vincent have traveled together quite a lot in the past few years. At some point, feelings happened. 

These aren’t so much chapters, as collections of scenes... A lot happens between a lot of the scenes I’ve written (and those I will), but I’m only writing the scenes I feel like, and I can fill in the rest later as it comes to me... if I ever feel like it. ] 

1. Digging in the Dirt

“Let’s see... Tomatoes for fish, tomatoes for fish... This seems like a fair weight exchange. Here, Sayuki, you take this one.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.” A young woman accepted a packet of papers and turned to leave immediately. On her way, she passed the Empress’s father, who knocked on the doorframe.

"Daughter... We need to have a discussion..."

"Not now, old man, too busy."  Yuffie was concentrating on a small pile of paperwork she was steadily dwindling down, writing one kind of order or another and giving each one her new "official stamp", which was an image of a chocobo with a piece of Summon Materia in its beak. Each completed paper or group of papers, she passed to one of the many citizens, all dressed in the same green and blue uniform of the newly formed Project Rain, each one departing as soon as they received theirs.

"What is all this?" 

“This is just how we’re handling things until I finalize the trade routes.”

“Trade routes?!” Godo Kisaragi picked up one of the incomplete forms and balked when he read it. "Request assistance in construction for one week in exchange for fishing boat repair for one week...? Request five bodyguards... for five hundred kilograms of sugar??? We don't have these kinds of resources!"

"Yes we do, right here," Yuffie said, gesturing to the group behind her as she passed out yet another packet of papers. Godo looked over the group - all regular citizens of Wutai, all youngsters, none of them much older than thirty. They accepted their missions with smiles and looks of personal pride before heading off to trade goods, be bodyguards, or work in construction or farming or something along those lines. 

"You're taking away our precious manpower to go help the people who nearly eradicated our country..." She stared up at him from her seat at her desk.

"No, Dad. Not those people. The people who need help. The children without homes. The towns reduced to almost nothing. The future. The future needs our help."

"Yuffie..." He couldn't say anything after that. Godo wasn't used to hearing his daughter speaking so profoundly. Maybe he hadn't truly listened to her in quite some time. Seven long years had passed since she had challenged him and conquered the great Pagoda. Seven long years since she had gone off to save the world. How much had she grown, while he had tried so hard to pretend she was still so small?

"Um, Yuffie," one of the youngsters spoke up, "you wrote 'butterguards' here."

"Whoops!" Yuffie burst out into exuberant laughter. "My bad! I'm so hungry, let's ditch this bore-fest for a minute and grab something to eat! 'Butter'guards, move out!" Godo let out a frustrated sigh, while her team shared a quick laugh.

'After all, she still is Yuffie...'

"I'll join you."

"Eww, don't you have old-man-stuff to do?"

"You're in charge now. I've got nothing on my plate. Besides, when do I get the chance to treat my little Turtle?" 

"Daaad, not in front of everyone!" Her teammates all had a giggle fit. "That's a private nickname, PRIVATE!”

"Empress, all due respect," one of the youngsters said, "but all of Wutai has known about that nickname since you were born. My mom said he would go around proudly proclaiming 'My little Turtle stood up today! My little Turtle's grades are wonderful!'. We were all just so embarrassed for you that we didn't want to talk about it." Yuffie's face went beet-red. 

"I am twenty-three! Twenty-three!!"

"And still my little Turtle."

"That's it! Come 'ere!" She wrangled him around and got a hold on his neck, but she laughed and leaned in to whisper, "I love you, Dad."

"I love you, too, my dear."

The assembled group definitely enjoyed the moment, some of them tearing up, some laughing and snapping photos, others remarking on how cute it was, which made Yuffie blush a bit more and glare at them.

"Hey, nobody asked you!" She kicked her father in the rear for good measure, trying not to use any of her strength. "Now begone, I'll meet you later!" He ran away without a second thought, and her coterie had another good laugh. "I'm so glad I'm leaving tomorrow..."

"You already chose an assignment, Empress?"

"Yep! I'll be a bodyguard while they build a new neighborhood in Hana."

"Allow us to go with you, Yuffie," another youngster spoke up. 

"Guys, you will all have your missions, I promise you. Besides, I've already got a partner picked out."

"It wouldn't happen to be a pale-faced gunslinger, would it?" Yuffie felt blood rush to her face again at this. 

“Shut it, Yamato!”

"Someone tall, dark, and dreamy?" Another suggested. Several "ooh"s and "aah"s erupted from the crowd, who apparently could not get enough of teasing their leader. Now she began to chase after them, and they scattered like leaves in the wind.

"NOBODY ASKED YOOOUUUUU!"

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"Zzzznfrsrffggzz... Ahhhmmmzffthat's my rice ball..."

"Yuffie."

"Zzzzsnfg... Vinnie..."

"Yuffie."

"WhhhAT-I'M-AWAKE!" The Empress of Wutai sat up straight, pushing against her long-haired comrade, who she had just been leaning against. "All's quiet on the Western front! What's up? What's..." She paused to let out a long yawn, as the brief sparkle of alertness in her eyes faded, their lids drooping once more. She hadn’t even taken in the view of the relatively new city of Hana, located Southeast of the ruins of Midgar, bathed in silver moonlight. "What's the word, Vincent?"

"We've still got two more hours until next watch."

"Right, right, exactly," she said sleepily, leaning on his side once more and letting out another yawn, letting her eyes close. "That's what I told the Behemoth, but she still tried to eat you... I told her... You're MY rice ball... Zzzzfrrgbblezz..."

"Yuffie," he tried one more time, placing his natural hand on her shoulder and giving her a mildly violent shake. 

"HuuuWHAT? I'm up, I'm up!" 

"Yuffie, there are still two hours left until next watch."

"Ahh..." She rubbed her eyes, "Okay, okay, my bad."

"What's this about me being a rice ball?"

"I made the BEST rice ball... Tuna mayo filling... Sprinkles of horseradish and tempura on top... wrapped in the freshest nori..." She wiped a bit of saliva from the corner of her mouth. "Soooo goooood..."

"Horseradish is bitter when it's raw," Vincent pointed out, wiping at a bit of loose drool she had gotten on his arm. Not making a habit of wearing the cape and headband these days, his usual attire was the same sleeveless black shirt and matching black pants, though for the moment he wore the green and blue uniform of Project Rain. It definitely made for a more striking look, considering what his friends had all grown accustomed to.

"I know," Yuffie said, throwing her head back and laughing at the top of her lungs. 

"People are trying to sleep," he reminded her. She quieted down quickly enough, and got up to dig around in the cooler. 

"I know, my bad. You said two hours, right? I'm gonna need more Choco-Cola." She sat back down with an ice-cold glass bottle and popped it open, sniffing ecstatically at the fizzy bubbles set off by the release. She gulped down half of the bottle before turning to Vincent again. "You're giving me that look again."

"Look?"

"Yeah, the 'what an immature child' look."

"Have I ever looked at you more than just one way?" He asked, amused, though he made no obvious signs to show it. 

"Lots of ways! But that's the one I hate! It's the one you give me that says, 'Yuffie, too much of that stuff is bad for you', 'Yuffie, look both ways before crossing the street', 'Yuffie, you shouldn't poke those lizards', 'Yuffie, why don't you eat breakfast BEFORE eating cake?'." 

"I've never said those things."

"No, but you WANTED to say them. Face it, Vinnie. Deep down, you love to nag, but you're repressed."

"Well..."

"REPRESSED!"

"How long have we known each other?"

"...About seven years now," she replied into the glass bottle, sipping on the remnants of the soda.

"Haven't I opened up in that time? Begun to speak more freely? If I truly thought those things, as close as we've all gotten, don't you think I would have said something?"

"Well... I guess."

"Besides, you really shouldn't have poked those lizards, we almost ended up as their lunch."

"Vinnie...!" She thought about breaking the bottle over his head, but when she turned to see the look that was now on his face, her muscles relaxed, and she simply smiled at the amused look in his eyes, the upward curving of his lips. 

"What...? What is it? Am I making another 'look'?"

"Yep. One of my favorites."

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"So, the new neighborhood was built without a hitch."

"We did a pretty good job of guarding the place," Yuffie said with a grin. 

"Where should we go to now?"

"I think Ol’ Fearless wanted us to stick around for a little while. Something about a 'battle plan'."

"When did he mention that?"

"When you went... wherever you went, and I couldn't go back to sleep."

"Those sodas..." He immediately fell silent, bringing his hand up, almost to cover his mouth.

"HAH!" Yuffie dropped into an aggressive stance and pointed an index finger at him, almost poking him in the stomach. "I CAUGHT YA! REPRESSED MAN!"

"Calm down, it's so early in the morning..."

"There you go. I know you find me annoying. Let it out, let it allll out..."

"Yuffie, Vincent." It was Reeve, stepping under the pavilion to grab a seat with them. He had cut his hair recently, and the shorter look worked great for him.

"Hey, Cait... Uh..." Yuffie stopped herself. "Hey, Reeve!"

"Somebody mention me?" A black cat jumped up onto Reeve's head, adjusting a crown atop its own head and smiling down on everyone.

"...Cait? You made one that moves around on its own?"

"Some scientist friends helped me out," Reeve said slowly, scratching his cheek. "I, ah... I've never had any children, as you know, and..." Yuffie squeaked, positively beaming.

"That's so cute! You're a dad now!"

"Peaceful times are treating us all well," Vincent nodded.

"Hey, guys!" Tifa made her way to the table as well, followed by the rest of their old crew: Nanaki, Cid, Barret, with Marlene tagging close behind, and Cloud, who was carrying a large box, which he dropped onto the table unceremoniously.

"Everybody's here," Yuffie cheered.

"How is everyone?" Reeve asked.

"Been better, been worse," Cid shrugged, tugging at the long stick of hay in his mouth. He had given up smoking just last year, much to the relief of everyone around him. "Shera n' me ain't done much o' nothin', really."

"Exceptionally well," Nanaki reported. "I've been studying at Grandfather’s observatory." At this point, Cloud had begun splitting up Gil and divvying it out to everyone involved in the most recent project - construction on the newly founded city of Hana. This was the job Yuffie had volunteered herself and Vincent to act as bodyguards for, but the whole process had gone on without any sabotage, fortunately.

"I have a girlfriend!" Marlene piped up, raising her hand, her cheeks flushed just thinking about that special someone. Yuffie, Tifa, and Reeve applauded for her.

 "Yep, Marlene dating," Barret laughed. "She’s gettin’ around that age. Nothin' in the world coulda' prepared me for that. But we're workin' through it together."

"We're a team," his daughter cheered.

"You're surprisingly cool about this, Barret," Yuffie said.

 "What?" He grunted, giving her an annoyed look. "You don't think I'm a cool dad?"

"No, no, not that. I'm just... so used to you kicking down doors and yelling and swearing. Or, I was." He threw his head back and laughed.

 "You're not wrong. Look... It's been a while since I had to deal with Shinra tryin' to kill the planet. This is as hard as my life gets now. I've got no troubles."

"It's true," Tifa said. "He's just a teddy bear now."

"Hey now..."

"A very fluffy teddy bear," Cloud nodded, giving Barret a mischievous smile. The older man scowled and ruffled up his spiky hair.

 "I've still got it, though!" He raised up his arm and flexed. An arm that, nowadays, instead of a gun attached, had a shiny prosthetic hand - granted, one that could transform into a gun if need be. "I'm ready to fight if that's what you need."

"I'm glad," he nodded. "I've been hearing about monster outbreaks around Kalm. I wanted two of you to come with me to check it out."

"I'm the man for the job," Barret said.

"Take me, too," Nanaki said, stepping forward. "It's been quite a while since I truly stretched my muscles."

"Alright, we'll head out in a few hours," Cloud said. "Thank you, everyone."

"What are you doing after that?" Yuffie asked. He shrugged at the question.

"Probably nothing," Tifa said. "I know I'd like to go home and relax for a while."

"New home," Cloud said, his eyes wandering down the street, where several blocks away there was a house that waited for its two inhabitants. He smiled down at her. "I can't wait."

"That's nice," Yuffie said, "but before you lovey-doves get all settled into married life, I'd like to ask you to meet me for a favor."

"A favor?"

"What about the rest of you? Any plans?" The rest of the group either shook their heads or made non-commital noises. "Good, meet me at Gongaga in two weeks."

"Gongaga...?" Cloud stared at the young woman. "Why there?"

"It's a surprise. Just know that I'm putting you all to work! Heehee..."

"I'll join you," Vincent spoke up. Everyone more or less agreed that they'd show up.

"Good, good, the plan is coming together... Muwahahahahaa..."

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"I can't believe it..."

KLANG! WHIIIIIRRRR...

Heavy machinery demolished the remains of the melted reactor, pulling the discarded metal up from the earth as if uprooting some evil batch of weeds. The construction sounds were so loud, they had to yell to hear each other.

"When did you get this idea?" Cloud asked, not taking his eyes off of the remains of the reactor. Slowly, surely, the remnants of a darker time were wrenched from the soil, leaving the area around Gongaga a much more beautiful place.

"I've been wanting to do this for years," Yuffie yelled back. "But now I've finally got the time and resources. Okay, let's get to work."

Aside from hiring construction crews to tear down the giant eyesore and drag off its shattered carcass to be cleansed and recycled, Yuffie had arranged for farming tools to be sent in. She passed everyone a farming hoe and some gloves, and set about tilling the earth, gesturing for her friends to do the same. Some of them hesitated, but went to work.

"All the money and favors you got," Cid yelled, "and you couldn't get a machine to do this?"

"No," she belted out, before realizing that the last truck had departed, taking their noise with them. "...No," she said at a regular volume. "This is something I wanted us to do ourselves. Together."

"The people of Gongaga can finally have their farmland back," Nanaki said. Having no opposable thumbs, he was simply using his paws, and getting a lot more work done than the others.

"Yep," Yuffie nodded. "But we have an agreement. I'm building a shrine in the center."

"A shrine?" Reeve asked.

"A memorial." Cloud suddenly stopped tilling, and stared at her.

"...For Zack?"

"And Aerith?" Tifa asked.

"I knew you guys would get it," Yuffie beamed. "This is the big project I've been trying to get to all this time. Everybody lost people to Shin-Ra’s idiotic.. ness. And Gongaga’s no exception." The sound of farm tools dropping on soil. Footprints in the dirt. And suddenly, she found the arms of her friends squeezing her tight. First, Tifa and Cloud. Then Barret. Cid. Reeve. Nanaki nudged her leg. And finally, Vincent. "Hey... Guys... No fair! You can't make me cry right now! I have work to do!" They eventually let go, all but Tifa.

"Thank you for this."

"Hey, we all wanted to do something like this, right?"

"Yeah," she laughed, wiping away tears, and finally let go of the ninja woman, planting a kiss on the top of her head. The crew got back to work, despite the fact that most of them were crying. "I loved her so much! I love her. I miss her."

"We've never been complete without her," Reeve said. "...Sorry, everyone."

"You're right, though," Barret laughed despite himself. "You're definitely right about that."

"I'll never forget all the nights we snuck out to talk to each other," Tifa said. "I hadn't had such a close friend in such a long time... We did everything together."

"I remember the time I thought I was a goner," Yuffie said, steadily tilling the soil. "She healed me, and I thought it was all good, but I almost reopened the wound. She forced me to go lay down. But she sat down next to me and told me random stories until I fell asleep." She sobbed, and wiped at her cheek. "Usually I'd say 'Stop treating me like a kid!'... But I never felt like she was. She never patronized me or acted like I was too young to understand things..."

"I remember her constantly naggin' me to quit smokin'," Cid said, then, under his breath, "Took me a while, but I got around to it, hon."

"She's proud of you," Tifa said. "I just know she is."

"I remember how brave she was," Reeve said. "And how compassionate. I wish... I could have spoken with her more honestly."

"I remember the time she dolled me up," Cloud said, deadpan. Tifa couldn't stifle her laughter. "She said it was to help rescue Tifa, but I know she really just wanted to see me in a dress."

"Who wouldn't?" Tifa asked with a wink. "You were gorgeous."

"Remember when she knocked that Zemzellet into orbit?" Barret let out a hearty laugh.

"I don't think it made it into orbit," Cloud said.

"I don't think that's possible," Reeve added.

"Whatever! She knocked it pretty far! And it was only 'cause it showin' up interrupted our conversation." The crew had a good laugh at this.

"Damn, wish I'd been around for that one," Cid said.

"I remember having wonderful conversations with her about the Planet," Nanaki spoke up. "We could talk for hours. There was so much knowledge that she had, and so much that I wanted to share with her. It was as if we studied the Planet from two different, but similar view points. Ah, but she was a delight to speak with. She was... probably the best friend I ever had." Everyone fell silent for a moment, organizing their thoughts, crying or laughing or shaking their heads at memories of their friend.

"Vinnie...?" Yuffie eventually asked. "What do you remember most about her?" The long-haired man took a moment to respond, as he usually did, but never once faltered in his work.

"I remember her voice," Vincent said, setting off a new wave of tears among his friends. "I remember her singing... It was such a wonderful sound. Even my sleeping heart stirred at something so beautiful." Tears fell down his face, but he kept working, as if he wouldn’t find the right words unless he kept digging, and digging, and digging. Finally, he stopped, and leaned on the handle, staring up into the sky. “I remember her... so vividly. I can still hear her singing a motivational tune while we walked, or some sweet hymn in the dead of night. I can still hear her...”

"She was always singing," Yuffie nodded. "She lit up our days."

"I hear her, too," Tifa sobbed, bringing a hand to rest on his shoulder.

"I'll never forget," Vincent said, "when she locked arms with me and told me not to be so down on myself. Then she locked her other arm around Nanaki's, lifting him right up onto his hind legs."

"You had to bring that up," the giant wolf-cat said dryly.

"And then we all locked arms together and kept marching," Vincent continued. "Though we were tired, though we didn't want to keep going, though our lead on the temple required us to travel so many more miles... She kept us marching, and sang about the sun, the moon, the Planet, the galaxies so far away. She... kept us marching."

"She kept us marching," Tifa echoed, nodding.

"Thinking back on it now... In the days when she was no longer with us... When there were times again where I felt we couldn't keep going, when I felt it was hopeless... Among other things, remembering her singing, helped me keep putting one foot in front of the other."

They all nodded. They all had that struggle. They all remembered her. They had all kept fighting, for their own personal reasons and for the Planet itself... but also for her.

“And I just wish...” He laughed, the faint traces of a thin, sad sound sprouting from his mouth, “...that she could see me now. How far I’ve come, how many wounds have healed. I just wish she could see me smiling. If only I would have smiled at her, just once...”

“She can see you, Vince!” Yuffie ran to him, throwing her arms around him. “She can! She can see you smiling.”

"So let the sun... shine... through..." Tifa slowly began to sing, her voice breaking, sobbing once again. Barret placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Ohhh, wake the eyes," he joined her, smiling softly, "the eyes that see."

"So let the sun shine through," Cloud joined. "Oh, wake the eyes, the eyes that see." Next was Reeve, then Yuffie, then Nanaki, then Cid, and finally Vincent. They sang together as they dug up their pain along with the nutrients buried in the abandoned soil.

"So let the sun shine through. Oh, wake the eyes, the eyes that see. So let the sun shine through. Oh, wake the eyes, the eyes that see."

\\\\\

It had taken several days, but when their labors were completed (and those of the Wutai Guild of Artisans), amid newly-tilled farmland, a large alabaster shrine stood, surrounded by flowers. A stone path between the flower field led from the shrine, back to the small town of Gongaga. Inside the round walls, there were eight seats, each precisely lined up with a tall, paneless window. At the far wall, an altar was set up, with an old photograph of Zack Fair and Aerith Gainsborough, their names artfully etched in the alabaster below. And under their names, a message:

"To the lives lost to mankind's greed and cruelty, to the memory of the past and hope for the future, and to the proud region of Gongaga. Let it always shine as it once had."

"I feel like all that sweaty grunt work made me feel better, somehow," Cid said, chewing on a thistle stem, leaning on the "arm" of his seat in the fancy new shrine. This earned him a few laughs from the group.

"I know I could use a workout like that more often," Barret agreed.

"Glad you think so, 'cause Corel is next," Yuffie said with a grin.

"...What?"

"I'm taking my crew to North Corel to clean up the place, start a farm, all that jazz. You in?"

"What kind of question is that?!" Barret asked, tears running down his face. "Of course I'm &^#$# in!"

"Ahhh, that's the Barret we know and love."

"Yuffie..." Tifa spoke up slowly. "Thank you for this. So much..."

"I should thank you guys," Yuffie said, scratching the back of her head. "I couldn't have done it without you."

"You helped me sort through a lot of my feelings," she continued. "I thought that I had healed and moved on, but... I realized that we never got all together and talked about her like this. There was no reason for us to be alone with that pain! Never! Losing her... It was something that happened to all of us. And not once, in seven years..."

"But we gave ourselves that time now," Nanaki said. "And it's done us good. And no matter how far apart we travel, we will be together. If any of us ever needs to talk about Aerith... or the things we've been through... Let's always be there for each other."

"They'll be arriving soon," Yuffie said, gazing out from the windows of the shrine at a small procession of people. "Tifa, could you do the honors...?"

"Of course."

The defenders of the planet, eight unlikely friends, sat in each of the seats, as the townspeople of Gongaga came and went, bringing photographs of their own loved ones who were lost because of Shin-Ra's corruption, or flowers for those they had known. And all the while Tifa sang, her eyes closed, dabbing at them with a handkerchief.

  "Once, there was a way... to get back homewards. Once, there was a way... to get back home. Sleep, pretty darling, do not cry. And I will sing a lullaby."

When the Fair family came to the shrine, crying fresh tears they probably hadn't let out in years, they stopped to greet Cloud, the last seat on the left, right next to their son's name. They stopped and they embraced him, and pinched his cheeks and tousled his hair and told him how much Zack had loved him, how much he had written to them about his best friend, and told him that he was always welcome in their home. He held back his tears until that last part, and they embraced him again and bade him farewell, leaving an old toy sword beside the photograph.

When Elmyra entered, she paused to kiss each of her daughter's friends atop their heads, sobbing uncontrollably by the end of it. This was the most beautiful thing she could ever imagine anyone doing for the little girl she had raised as her own. She filled the shrine with flowers from her own garden, and left the basket under the altar.

"Golden slumbers fill your eyes. Smiles await you when you rise. Sleep, pretty darling, do not cry. And I will sing a lullaby. Once there was a way... to get back homewards. Once there was a way... to get back home. Sleep, pretty darling, do not cry. And I will sing a lullaby."

\\\\\

[ ~ One ~ Two ~ Three ~ Four ~ Five ~ Six ~ Seven ~ ]

[ghostycas]

fuckit im doing my own stadamdrew headcanons

she long n nsfw so she going under the cut 

ok so,

warnings b4 i go -bottom/sub adum top/andwew n stewen being heckin supportive

- adam and andrew fuck first. (lesbihonest…. theyve fucked.) - Adam’s never been w a guy before and he nearly had a panic attack as andrew kisses down his chest so they gotta put on the brakes - (andrews already laying between his legs and his breath is ghosting over adams groin when he mutters “wanna slow down?” but o jesus no adam does not he just can’t really breathe when drew looks at him like that) - adams eyes r bigger than ever and srsly they’re gonna fall out if he doesn’t relax so andrew grabs his hand and puts it on his head - he pushes at adams fingers until he grips into drew’s hair and drew looks up and says “you’re in control” - andrew goes down on him and adams tight grip on his locks turns soft and petting within seconds - he pants so prettily and guilds andrews head just how he likes it and andrew sticks his tongue out so nicely as adam cries and cums onto it and cries some more - when they’re back at the same eye level he offers but drew shakes him off since he can barely move. instead adam sinks his hands into drew’s hair again and apologizes a hundred times over for dumb things until drew smacks him away and turns him over and forces him to spoon w him

- andrew n steven r next. ovi. - they’re in a hotel room, buzzed and full of whatever they’ve been binging on lately, and it’s just a mess - they’re giggling like kids cuz they’re trying to mess around but andrews still got one shoe on and it’s really funny for some reason - steven nearly falls over trying to get outta his tight pants and andrew has to grab at him and they’re both laughing messes - once they’re finally laying down half naked andrew has to pine stevens face between his hands to get him to stop laughing and focus on kissing him and steven just melts into goo between his hands, reaching up to grip them and hold them and tangle they’re fingers together - they don’t wanna go all the way just yet but andrew keeps sticking fingers in stevens mouth n it’s really hot and steven has to say “u betta stop unless u gonna put those somewhere” - …. he puts them somewhere - stevens hand is pressing their cocks together and andrews hands are fumbling downstairs and steven can’t even think let alone see straight - andrew comes first bc steven writhing and twisting on his fingers is really hot and he looks down to see they’re cocks in his little hand and he just tucks his face into his shoulder and looses it - it wouldn’t take much more but a lil bit of sweet talk speeds it up hella - “do you need more? you want another? c’mon sweetheart c’mon honey cum for me steven c’mon baby” - yup! that’ll do it!

- then they’re in a hotel room. vegas maybe?? it’s just the three of them so they just got one double queen room for the night (since they’re blowing hundreds of dollars on food) - steven and adam are pretty much drunk, stevens dumbly hanging off his shoulder as they walk from the elevator to their room - andrew isn’t like drunk but he’s feeling good™️ yah know - adam and steven collapse on the one bed and stevens obviously cuddling all up in his aaarea. - andrew is giggly and is like /hey,, lemme get in on that,,,/ - and steven literally screams as he pulls andrew on top of them and now they’re just wrestling - they land w andrew tucked sideways into adams chest & under adams arm and steven on top of both of them w his arms wide over them mumbling about his boys, his pals, his boys - adam and andrew make awkward eye conact but adam just smiles and presses his nose into his hair - stevens face is already against adams collarbone and he’s like …. “would it be weird if i gave u a hickey rn” - andrews like… yes (cuz he doesn’t know… yah know… he’s trying to be protecting both his boys) but adam just laughs and is like “go for it man” - andrew like looses his shit like, legs flailing laughing - but he calms rIGHT the FUCK down when steven actually does it………. - steven laughs and is like “is weird w the beard…” but he must find a spot he likes cuz he’s like, kissing up adams neck like right in front of andrew - and adam is still giggly but he’s got a soft hand petting over stevens hair as he marks him up and yah uh andrew’s kiiiinda hard

- it takes them a second to realize what’s going on (“having fun there steven??”) but uhhhhh - so andrew kisses adam and then playfully licks at steven and they kinda know what’s going on - (lucky adams a little drunk (still able to fully consent ok this is allll fine) because if he was fully sober and had t w o boys on him he would probably be crying) - and steven playfully kisses andrew and they’re both kinda laying on adam and andrew (stupidly) goes “yah uhh i’ve had sex w both of u xD xD!!!” - and steven and adam make weird eye contact and then steven just like, hits andrew in the shoulder and goes “why did u get to have sex w adam first??!!” - “dude he came onto me!!!” - “totally not fair” - “you can have ur turn!!!” - and then shit goes kinda quiet, aaaaaand steven starts pushing at adams shirt until it comes off somehow and now adam and steven are rolling around licking and nipping at each others chests and honestly the zipper in these jeans AINT gonna make it if andrew don’t do something - adams laughing and holding stevens head at a safe distance to keep him from attacking his chest and muttering something about how he’s sooo cute and whatever - andrew interrupts by trying to kiss adam, and when he gets a good angle adam like melts back into the bed with steven falling between them so andrew, a problem solver, crawls on top of adam to kiss him until he’s jelly - “r we…. r we doing this?” says steven from his spot on the bed - andrew breaks apart to giggle. “i’m in.” - adam is literally starry eyed. like he’s got one arm hooked under steven holding him close and one hand on andrews thigh - steven is staring at him and oh jeez don’t embarrass ur self bianchi - *shifty eyes…* “…can i bottom?” - ok and andrew literally goes into cardiac arrest like (the hc can end here if you’d like. adam just just killed andrew gn!) - steven smiles like the damn sun and is like “yes bitch ask for what u want!! respect!!” (but no really he just like makes out w him for a second while andrew is literally still dying in the background) - drew’s got a hand around his zipper signifying that he plans to top adam (hooolllyyy sh#t) - “steven?” asks cuz he doesn’t really know how to do this w three people - steven sees that he’s literally one second away from already fuckimg adam and he’s like “yes. do it.” - and now they’re naked - and someone for some reason brought supplies and steven is kissing adam and adams jerking him off and andrew is stretching adam and it sounds like a mess looks like a mess but feels fucking incredible because there’s like… trust and love and gentle gentle hands and everyone is feeling good - steven gets close to adams head (adams on his back, andrew on his knees between his legs) petting thru his hair and holding andrews hand and lives vicariously thru BOTH of them as andrew sliiides home - adam maybe cries - (its bc steven is kissing him and andrew is holding him and they’re smiling at eachother and /his boys his boys his boys/) - andrew pets back his hair and shushes him and presses his mouth to his forehead and his mouth and his throat and adam tries to keep breathing - steven is … the worst bc he’s so into this (it’s like… porn right in front of u… and it’s real and emotional and he can touch them oh my god) and he’s like “c’mon drew, give it to him, c’mon he needs it” - adam can’t even understand what he’s saying but he agrees! - “c’mon drew, give our boy what he wants cmon” and jfc andrew is gonna blow if he doesn’t shut him up so he grabs him and kisses him good and holds him and feels him up cuz he can!!! - he wraps a hand around stevens cock and lays him down beside adam. he thrusts into adam as he jerks up and pulls out as he jerks down and adam is right in his ear panting and crying “ohhhmhgoddstehhhsteven o oh m my g g ooooahh” w every thrust and ok! that’s it for mr lim cheque please! - he’s hold onto andrews arm as he cums and crying into adams neck and holy shit - andrew gives him a sweet kiss before turning back to adam and adam can feel his intentions in the swell of his cock and ok! he’s ready - “c’mon drew. fuck me.” … n u don’t gotta tell him twice ok - the next like two minutes is adam holding andrew around the shoulders and grabbing his back and completely blissed out. andrew n steven are saying something and he thinks he’s saying something ? but he really can’t hear over the blood in his ears - steven catching his breath, but he’s reached down and is gently jerking adam off since he prob can’t cum from cock alone (he prob can) and really just wants his hands on them - andrews whispering “i’m gunna cum oh my god” - “hows it feel” steven asks breathily - “oh my god. steven. steven.” - “it’s ok baby we got u” - and now andrew is sputtering their names and adam is actually just muttering a string of “yes” and “more” but he’s on totally on a different planet - “i’m gonna come” andrew’s muttering “ohh my god” - “oh my god!” adam yells, turning his face into stevens neck “i’m gonna come i’m gonna” suddenly out of his sub drop - steven doesn’t even know what to say as andrew pulls out and comes on adams hip and adams hand replaces stevens and he comes on his stomach - adams eyes r clear now and he’s like woooooowie cloud 9 but could probably use an inhaler - andrew thinks he could faint right here but instead he pushes his face to where theirs r close and just whispers “jesus christ i love you two” and - well that’s the end of that - (jk they clean up and snuggle and it’s sweet but they’re covered in marks and they’ve gotta film tomorrrow and NO ONE BROUGHT A TURTLE NECK)

like? Kudos it here :)

[tellywoodtrash]

ishqbaaz 29.09.17 lb

UGH I’M SOOOOOOOOO DEPRESSED GAURI’S NOT HEREEEEEE. IT SHOULDA BEEN BULBUL DECKING UP BHAUJAI AND CHATTERING UP A STORM 

what even is this entire outfit??? the bangles don’t even match the joda, like.... is shirali colour blind? 

AND RED JEWELS ON THE OTHER JEWELRY, LIKE... 

idhar toh these three are looking like murgas ready to go into the oven for roasting. ouff. thank god for their faces being attractive. 

does it really take two helpers to make sure your jacket is on justtttt right??? i mean, it’s a jacket. there’s no WRONG way to be wearing it. 

my heart is bursting at shivaay fixing up the other two though. such a dad he is. i love dad!shivaay the MOST. 

are these dadi and pinky's outfits for the day? so saaada and... like, they’re more dressed up on normal days than this??

ugh this damned nonsense golden ghoongat from the band baaja badhaiyaan wedding... this whole outfit would have looked waaay better without it. ouff i can’t. i just fucking can’t. why do they do my girl dirty like this????

shivaay’s like NOOOOOO UGUISE DON’T LEAVE ME ALONE WITH TRAITOR MOM I NEED OM TO BE STANDING BEHIND ME SHOOTING LASERS FROM HIS EYES AT HER

aaaaaaaand he’s instantly gone into defensive mode, crossing his arms and looking away.

um, is that just one of anika’s maang tikas? i definitely feel like it is. i’m about... 96% sure. 

ok that starting bit was just kunal and lee joshing around. i loveee. my cutiepies.

“jab woh mere baare mein nahi soch rahi, main kyun sochoon?” 

oh and what about all the months she spent thinking ONLY about you??? did you think of her then? boy, fuck outta here. don’t make me come in there and kick your butt on a day you’re looking particularly fine. 

was that foreshadowingggggg????? 

oh god i’d forgotten about this ghoongat waali aafat. kaun hai be yeh? 

abhay’s here to be best buds with sahil. 

did anyone else have a panic attack seeing haldi-covered abhay sit on the white couch??? i know i did. #adulting #responsibleHomeowner

ok abhay’s fucking adorable. he’s handling sahil super well. *hugs my two cute boys* 

god now i want sumo to come back and get with abhay you guyz. they’d be sooooooo stinking cute with each other, can you even imagine?!?!!? OMGGGGGGGGG MY HEART IS BURSTING INTO RAINBOWS JUST AT THE THOUGHT!!!! #abhYa

abhay’s waaaaaaay too efficient for this show. like... we’re not used to someone being so productive and on top of things like this since the time anika left the wedding planning thing. 

omg abhay is male!Anika 

oh thank god, not “ho gayi teri balle balle” playing for the entry as shown in the BTS from jankee’s insta story. 

OK WHAT THE FUCK ANIKA’S WEDDING JODA IS THE SAME THING JHANVI’S WEARING BUT IN ANOTHER COLOUR?!!?!? COME THE FUCK ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN I AM SO MAD RN

heart eyessssssssss motherfuckerrrrr

om’s smug grin in bg is best. 

lmao he almost fell overrrrrrr. idiot. 

OK WALK FASTER ASSHOLES, WE’VE BEEN WAITING FUCKING 4 MONTHS FOR THIS JUST... GET MARRIED ALREADY

aaaaaaaaand power cut? 

oh no, sorry. romantic moment where they’re the only two in the world.

EH? SUCH A RANDOM FLASHBACK OF THE CHAKKU DAYS??? 

ok the flashbacks are really ruining everything. it should have just been them staring at each other with heart eyes. 

haaaaaaaaye. 💖💖💖💖

OH GOD LONGEST WALK TO MANDAP EVERRRRRRRRRR

OK PLEASE STOP PLAYING OH JAANA OVER AND OVER AND OVER!!!!!!!!!! PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!

oufffff this is boring af (just like real life weddings) just get the wedding done withhhhhhhhhhhh

IT SHOULDA BEEN GAURI DOING THE GATTBANDHAN I AM CRYING TEARS OF BLOOD RN I AM I AM 😭😭😭😭😭

lmao dadi’s lil smack on billu’s face and anika giggling at it. such cute. 

LET THE KID DO THE DAMN KANYADAAN, PANDIT!!!!!!!!

um shakti? hi??? you were all MY BETI MY BETI up to two days ago, what happened to that??? 

YAAAAAAAAAAAAAS OMRU STEP UP!!!

but like... omRu are also younger than her??? they’re also her kid brothers, so... why not just let sahil do it? it’s the same thing??? 

ok whatever, i’m not sweating it too much, just give me all the fucking feels. 

shivaay and anika are this close to tears. WELL, TOO LATE FOR ME COZ IM ALREADY CRYING BISH 😭😭😭😭

lol omRu’s warning. 

ok but what i really wanna see is shivaay issue this warning to om re: gauri. 

MAN, WHO IS THIS USELESS FUCKING GHOONGAT FEMALE? 

omg i just saw the bottom half of anika’s joda and.... fuck. no. just... NO. 

OH GREAT MANGALAM BHAGWAN VISHNU AGAIN. i’ve heard this song enough timesssssssss from this show to last me this life and the next. and the next. 

sincerely hoping this is my 7th janam and i don’t have to enter the realm of human existence again though. 

pffffffffffffft, throwing the message in a paper ball, bitch does this look like 7th grade to you????? 

OH BOY SHIVAAY DON’T STOP THE PHEREEEEEEEEEEE 

aaaaaaaand paper ball’s been ignored. good. 

ooooh interesting, om’s having flashbacks to his own wedding. 

FUCK YOU RUDRA, HAVE FLASHBACKS TO YOUR WEDDING WITH SUMO YOU ABOMINABLE SHITHEAD

ok angsty/sad flashbacks and happy smiles and happy music are just... not a good match. 

new mangalsutra??? 

damn, i am so unexpectedly emotional right now??? it’s a silly tellywood wedding but i feel like it’s the wedding of someone really close to me and i feel all teary and shiz. my babies. 😥😥😥😥

FUCKING FINALLLLLLLLLLYYYYYYYY. JESUS CHRIST. ITNA ANTICIPATION AUR EMOTIONAL INVOLVEMENT TOH MUJHE APNI KHUD KI SHAADI MEIN BHI NAHI HOGA. 

“bhaiyya, keep it in your pants.” 

OH SHUT THE FUCK UP DADI THEY’RE MARRIED NOW THEY CAN FUCK ON THE MANDAP IF THEY WANT JUST BUZZ OFF

yeah ok ok enough emotional dialoguebaazi. go to your room and fucking bang now. come on. literally the only thing we’re still here for. chop chop.

“MERA HAQ HAI HUG KA AND PLEASE YEH DO FEET WAALA RULE KHATAM HO CHUKA HAI....”

billu don’t give a fuckkkkkkkkkkk who knows how thirsty he is to get it on with his wife. 

also lmao, did he just flip the bird???? 

abhay’s already encroaching upon rudra’s family photographer role. 

hein??? what’s this weird moment outside??? go do this in your room??? 

... ok stop shoving the water at each other, unless this is going to turn into another water war. 

SHIVAAY YOU STUPID BITCH TELL HER ALREADY FUCKIN HELL 

SHE ALREADY TOLD YOU OMG DON’T MAKE ME COME BEAT IT OUTTA YOU

OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG OK DADI NEEDS TO FUCKING DIE NOW

lmaooooooo billu’s rage at dadi hahahahahaha

wow, allll of billu’s lifelong resentments at dadi are phoot phoot ke coming out today.

yes please dadi, die already. i won’t stand for you cockblocking rikara this way. 

anika’s like omg everyone stfu about dying please. 

family photuuuuuu time. 

where’s rudra?

YES SHIVAAY, ASK FOR GAURI. ASKKKKKK FOR YOUR SISTER!

omg ommmmm imma kill you. 

why’s rudra standing away??? 

lmao i loveeee chubby. he’s so me. like why do people ask us things that we can’t possibly have the answer to??? hum kya antaryaami hai? 

eeeee shivaay pulling anika closer. such cute. 

chubby, that’s a useless warning. you just know he’s going to go be stupid. stupid is his default setting. 

LMAOOOOOOOOOOO SHIVAAY WISHING EVERYONE GOOD NIGHT AND BEELINING FOR THE ROOM. 

god just give your damn aashirwaad and fuck offf, old ppl.

“kaash dadi humein gift of privacy deti.” 

lolololololol

ohhhhhhhhhhhh boy. billu not even jhuking for pinky. 

oooh, she’s relinquishing the khaandaani kangan.

OUFF BILLU SHUT UP NOT EVERYTHING IS ABOUT YOU, ANIKA DESERVES THIS, COULD YOU JUST LET HER HAVE THIS MOMENT

wow even tej is advocating for pinky. bande ne jo u-turn maari hai personality mein... matlab, amaze only. 

billu dadi cuteness. GIMME MY GIFTTT!!!!!!!!!

lolololol dadi’s gift is their phones back. 

methinks billu needs to get a room with his phone first. 🙄🙄🙄

ohhhhhh boy. bhavya’s wedding is going to go for a toss. 

can’t fucking believe bhavya got a better joda than anika. imma killllll someone. 

begaani shaadi mein roohafza gatakne se kya hona hai, rudra? 

seeing all these ruvya scenes in the flashback for the first time, since i’ve fwded nearly everrrrryyyy scene of theirs. 

how does om know that THAT’s the person gauri messaged??? like???? 

OMG OM USE YOUR FUCKING BRAIN. SHE GOT INSULTED FOR NOT KNOWING ENGLISH. SHE STARTED ACTING CAGEY. YOU’RE IN FRONT OF AN ENGLISH CLASS. WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOU, IDIOT????

i really really want bhavya to marry manav. i really really do. 

.... that wasn’t rudra’s voice was it??? 

rudra body double alert. 

ohhhhhh boyyyy, ommm. 

pffft, scene stolen from jab we met. 

also look at our boy here, hotel clerk. doesn’t he look like a virile young stud who could go all day? 😏😏😏

“lekin ladki kahan hai???”  “woh bhi aa jayegi.” 

OMFG HIS WINKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK 

god, he’s paying by card???? for this shadyyyyass hotel? boy why??? this is gonna go on your statement!

FIRST OFF, HOW DO YOU EVEN KNOW THAT GUY’S NAME?? LIKE FUCK, EVEN I DIDN’T KNOW IT WAS “ARJUN” AND I’VE ALREADY MET HIM. SECOND, GAURI IS A VERY, VERYYYYYYYYYY COMMON NAME. 

OMFG OMKARA

ok rudra has fucking lost it too. FUCKING HELL. WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOU LOSERS?!?!?!?!?! 

get him kickedddd outtttt bhavya. 

MISOGYNY AND LIES TO THE MAX. AMAZING. FUCKING AMAZING. 

PHYSICALLY??????????????? BITCH PLEASE. YOU WISH. 

COMMISSIONER COULD YOU OPEN YOUR FUCKING MOUTH AND TELL HIM IT WAS A MISSION??!?!?!?!? 

WHAT HAPPENED KAL????? 

SLAP HIM BHAVYA SLAP THE FUCKING FUCK OUTTA HIM

YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAS BOHUTTTTTT PEHLE KARNE CHAHIYE THA

bachpan se isse shivaay ne thapad maar maar ke bada kiya hota toh yeh aaj aisa nahi hota 

like, what the fuck did he even expect pulling a shitty stunt like that??? he’s lucky officer dad and manav didn’t just shoot his stupid ass dead. or get him arrested. 

wait... what? shivaay’s missing??!?!? AGAIN?!?!??! SOMEONE PUT A FUCKING GPS TRACKER ON THIS MAN. 

PLEASE TELL ME THEY BANGED. 

OR WAIT, LET THEM NOT HAVE. I CAN’T DEAL WITH A POSSIBLE ‘PREGNANT WHILE HUBS IS MISSING’ KINDA PLOT. PLEASE. NO PREGNANCY. NO KIDS. JUST PLEASE! 

[itsybitsylemonsqueezy]

Okay, here it is, my thoughts on Gotham 3x19. Or more accurately termed, my complaints. I want to warn you right now, it’s just a shitmess of complaining, so if that’s not what you want to read, then PLEASE don’t, you’re under no obligation to do so. But I really needed to say these things for my own peace of mind, so here it is:

You remember how 3x18 ended right? 

Here's my question: why didn't they go with that? Why did they have to redo it? Why did they COMPLETELY retcon tone? Why?

Because, I think we can all agree, what we had at the end of 3x18 does NOT match 3x19. So let’s start with that. And I have some theories about why it changed so dramatically, but first let me clarify what changed: the lighting, the framing, the music, the entire TONE of their confrontation is in a new genre. We VERY OBVIOUSLY change perspective and I’m not sure why, I’m not sure WHOSE perspective we had the first time or whose we have now, I'm not sure we’re MEANT to associate the change with any particular perspective, save that a change WAS made. The only things that didn’t change were the lines themselves and the blocking. Everything else was completely new.

And, in my opinion, 3x19 lost all of the tension that made 3x18 what it was. And perhaps that WAS because we were seeing it again, but the changes also very deliberately took the tension out, they deliberately softened the scene. And, in my opinion, that was a mistake. Because I think their confrontation deserved and warranted the tension we had at the end of 3x18. I think the narrative was built for that, was deliberately developed for an exciting climax and, more even than that, I think that end shot is one of the few perfect scenes in all of film. And I think they, the creators (writers, producers, directors, etc), not Robin and Cory I need to stress, butchered it for reasons I will get to later. And I’m upset about it.

Because their choice, from the get-go, to mute their confrontation changed the entire tenor and dynamic of this episode. And, again, I think it was changed for the worse. But even if we hadn’t seen that bit in 3x18, even if we walked into 3x19 without this pre-existing expectation, I still think 3x19 falls short.

Because isn’t it ODD Ed spends no time freaking out?

Ed accepts Oswald is alive and slips RIGHT BACK into a functioning relationship, or establishing a new one with new rules at minimum, like he's slipping on a fucking glove. And I DO have some justification for that but it's FUCKING WEAK and the thing is, the EPISODE doesn't support it. The episode does NONE of the emotional, intellectual work it was SUPPOSED to. The only reason I can come up with justification is I'm a fucking fan who spends all my time in Ed's brain working out how he thinks. The episode gives JACK SHIT about why Ed reacts this way and I'm FUCKING FURIOUS.

(Spoilers, this is the less edited part where I‘m just really mad about everything and swear a lot.)

So, in all fairness to the writers, you CAN justify Ed’s reaction by saying Ed straight up refuses to react/can't react. You CAN justify it by saying his game-playing is a coping mechanism (which it has been established to be, re: 3x15) so instead of having an emotional reaction to Oswald right there, Ed rejects it and instead defaults to an established schema in which he CAN cope and Oswald, for whatever reason, goes with it. So, to be as even-handed with my criticism as I can be, I can reverse engineer this to a point where it's plausible. But again I had to do that, the episode DOES NOT do that for you.

And, personally, I'm not sure it's really justified in Ed's PATENTLY SHITTY coping mechanisms that he'd be able to save himself this quickly. He’s never been able to cope effectively before, and we might chalk this up to progress, but... it seems unlikely to me personally. And, again, the episode does not justify this assumption, it provides no evidence that Ed is coping at all because we never see him react in the first place, and the previous episodes SURE AS SHIT don’t make the argument that Ed has developed a single dependable coping mechanism. So this progress would be fairly out of the blue. In 3x15, we see very clearly why Ed is playing a game, we understand it, we get a deep inside look at what he’s doing and why. And, sure, they didn’t have time to do that this episode and, sure, the title of the show is Gotham, not Nygmobblepot, all of that is true. But I’m getting ahead of myself. I will attempt to justify why the writers did what they did later, but first I need to explain why I'm upset with it.

So let’s recall, shall we, what Ed’s psychology was like leading UP TO this confrontation. Because it seems VERY CLEAR to me that the writers totally fucking forgot OR deliberately rewrote Ed on the fly and I’m not sure which is worse.

3x14: Ed murders Oswald, or, more importantly, he thinks he does, he believes it, with heartfelt conviction. It’s Kind Of A Big Deal.

3x15: Ed copes with having murdered Oswald, culminating in saying goodbye and embracing his new identity as The Riddler. Also Kind Of A Big Deal

3x16: We take a much needed break from Ed shenanigans. He, apparently, moves out of Oswald’s mansion at long last and begins work on an evil hideout of his own.

3x17: Ed takes his first stab at independent villainhood. His single goal is to find out who the Court of Owls are which... is neither really a success nor a failure. He DOES end up with the Court, but not through his own machinations and neither does he really get any information about them and in the end has to escape from them. I’m calling this a net failure.

3x18: He gets less than 24 hours to stew about his stymied ambition and first setback as a new villain before WHOOPS, OSWALD’S BACK, I GUESS INDEPENDENCE IS CANCELLED.

And, let me remind us, ED HIMSELF says his new identity is formed DIRECTLY OUT OF OSWALD’S DEATH. AND OSWALD. IS ALIVE.

And Ed. is. fine???

Forgive me if I feel this doesn’t fucking line up at all.

Forgive me if I think the BLIND FURY coming from Ed at the end of 3x18 was APPROPRIATE AND JUSTIFIED. Forgive me if THAT’S the version I wanted to see and I don’t understand AT ALL why they went with this completely unjustified, no-stakes, softened mess.

And when you think about it, all lined up like that, the retcon in 3x19 falls apart. You just have to wonder what the fuck they thought they were doing. Because it makes no fucking sense.

So, I'm sorry, I'm SORRY, but... THAT is my problem. THAT. Right there. The fact that they gave NO credit or justification to Ed's emotions. And I am BESIDE myself about it.

And it ruined the entire goddamn episode for me. Because you can't have... jesus fucking christ *headdesk* Nothing we just saw would have been happening if they gave a SECOND'S emotional honesty to Ed, but they didn't. And it's really upsetting because I LOVE the shenanigans of 3x19, I WANT to enjoy them, I just wish I could... :/ they just... they, the creators, fucked up for me, they fucked this up and I can't :ccc You lost emotional veracity and that's EVERYTHING to me. I'd rather have a boring shitty episode that was HONEST than this :ccc Because this BREAKS continuity for me :ccc breaks suspension of disbelief.

But I do have a feeling i know why it changed, why they went with this version. The unfortunate thing is they wrote and SHOT a goddamn perfect scene. But the suspense, the expectation, was so high, they got scared and they backed down. Instead of deciding to push the thematic tensions of darkness and angst, they rewrote it to something light that they could get away with, so they COULD write off this HEAVY, heavy scene as what we saw. Because the show IS for teens and it IS called Gotham, not Nygmobblepot, and I want to admit that. I want to admit that the creators have a different perspective and different priorities than I do and maybe it’s not fair to hold them to this. Maybe I am just being harsh, and bitter, and salty. And it’s true, I don’t run this show, they have to run it, and I believe they’re making the best decisions they can. I don’t want to sound like I hate them even though I disagree strongly with what they’ve done. They’ve got bigger things to worry about than this and... you know, maybe I shouldn’t hold it against them. That’s fair.

But at the same time... what they did was a retcon. What they did was not justified by the build up and it was a betrayal to Ed’s characterization. And, no matter how anyone else feels about that, it hurt me personally. And I’m entitled to that hurt. No one else has to agree or appreciate or even listen to me, but I get to feel how I feel. Just to clarify, this is my feeling, it’s not something anyone else has to agree with or listen to, you have every right to believe I’m full of it.

So I understand they might have had VERY justified reasons for this tonal shift and not dedicating the emotional time and energy they SHOULD have to this. I really want to give them credit and admit that my priorities are not theirs. And yet, at the same time, they had ALREADY dedicated two major episodes, back to back, EXCLUSIVELY to Ed’s emotional development about this. So why stop here, why not bring it home? It seems unfair to me and either stupid or cowardly. At the very best, that's realizing they set themselves up for failure and HASTILY backtracking and having to foil everyone's expectations. At worst, it was shitty showrunning where no one was paying attention. But that’s me being harsh.

Now, after having said ALLLL of that, they can still recover in 3x20. Again, I don’t want to sound like I’ve completely lost faith in the show. It is STILL possible that the writers planned this all along, even if I don’t like the way they’re doing this. (I think it’s a lot more likely they panicked last minute, but that’s neither here nor there.) So, here’s one theory about how 3x20 might go:

The only way (that I could find, you may find a different justification yourself) to justify Ed not losing his goddamn shit about Oswald being alive would be if he somehow doubted/wanted Oswald to be alive. Now, the evidence DOES NOT credit this, as it makes his whole goodbye speech moot (ANOTHER reason I am VERY PISSED OFF, but that is secondary from my theory.)

Let us assume that Ed harbored some kind of hope that Oswald was alive OR, alternatively, feared he really COULDN'T do this on his own. Either way, that means, when Ed sees Oswald, he experiences relief, thus justifying the entire episode. Now... this doesn't 100% fix it as the episode STILL fails to do any emotional credit by them. (Side note, which I might detail later, a LOT of really profound, heavy shit is said and it COMPLETELY SLIDES BY WITHOUT REACTION. Like, the shit IS said but NO ONE DOES ANYTHING ABOUT IT AND FUCKING FUCK ALL OF YOU WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK). BUT, it at least allows Ed to be happy to see Oswald again and it justifies his trust and eager willingness to work with Oswald again.

And, here's the thing, I am FAIRLY sure this theory WILL be supported in 3x20. If I'm right, Ed will suddenly become Very Stable. He'll suddenly be making sense and functioning again. This is because of that RATHER IMPORTANT THING HE SAID, "I'm the Riddler and I became him when I killed you" MEANING he killed part of himself in killing Oswald MEANING he's whole again now that Oswald's back MEANING he's reforming around Oswald and will suddenly be Very Stable. Now, again, that line SHOULD have been WAY MORE IMPORTANT at the time, but... the creators did what they did and we have to live with it and do the emotional work ourselves if we are so inclined.

Now... on the one hand, that I can accept. It was always a possibility that Ed WOULD never be able to function independently and would just have to stay latched to Oswald forever. But... what i wanted, and what Ed DESERVES, is the chance to make that decision for himself. Ed has not truly experienced independence yet, he has not had the chance to fail OR succeed at striking out on his own, so he DOESN'T ACTUALLY KNOW. Which prevents him from self-actualizing. Instead of letting him figure it out and making a conscious choice, thus enabling his character development, no, we gave him back a crutch and refused to let him develop. Which means, eventually, we'll have to do ALL OF THIS AGAIN the next time Ed craves independence. And like... fine, if he eventually decides he can't function without Oswald FINE, I accept that, but LET him decide! Just... PLEASE, GOD. Let him make a SINGLE CONSCIOUS DECISION. PLEASE.

And finally, in total fairness, it is a... remote possibility, but still a possibility, that Ed will recognize he feels better now that Oswald's back, but given it's Ed, Master of Repression, WHAT'S THE LIKELIHOOD OF THAT? Still... in fairness, I will admit that it’s an option, however unlikely.

Now I’m just... really sad. I’m really sorry to complain this much, especially about an ostensibly really nice episode that featured some great things. The premise just... didn’t feel justified to me and it bothered me. So... there, I'm done now, I truly hope I have not affected anyone negatively.

[yourcoolfriendwithallthecandy]

Vent

Ok I just need to vent and scream out into the void for a moment. 

Ok so after my religious services today, we went out to lunch with my inlaws. 

My father in law is a really awesome guy and I love and adore him. 

My mother in law. She’s the kind of perfect god fearing woman who is also self righteous, judgemental and opinionated. But the kind of opinionated that she feels that her opinion is the right opinion because it’s backed by the Bible kind of opinion. Also the kind of opinion that makes me feel inferior and glaringly imperfect and drives me to suicidal and self destructive tendancies becuase if I could just follow her example in being perfect, my problems would be solved and go away. And if I voice that, the problem is obviously with me and I should pray and draw closer to God and will earn me an earful of “council” that I would rather just slit my own throat than listen to. So I usually keep my mouth shut and grin and bear it and have as little to do with her as I possibly can. Anyway. 

Now her son, my husband, more often than not is an ass. He says he’s trying to be better but more and more the things that come out of his mouth would infuriate any woman and get his mouth slapped off. But I can not do this because I’m very, very dependant on him to take care of me because I’m chronically ill and literally can not take care of myself. I can’t hold down a job but I’m not sick enough to get any kind of disability or anything like that. So I’m stuck and trapped and I’m just trying to make the most of it and endure. So my husband, one of his personality traits is he’s BRUTTALLY honest. Like offensively so. Honesty is good but dear God, learn some humanity and tact and be a decent human being. Please. 

So we had an “incident” where he was brutally honest and tells me that he doesn’t like my smoked pulled pork. 

This crushed me and hurt my feelings. BECAUSE I WILL HAVE YOU KNOW EVERYONE ELSE LOVES MY PULLED PORK, MOST OF THE CONGREGATION AND ALL OUR FRIENDS AND EVERYONE IN MY FAMILY LOVES IT. My vegetarian friends break with being vegetarian to eat it. That’s how good we’re talking here. Because I brine it for 24 hours, marinate it for 12 and smoke for 16. IT’S GLORIOUS OK?! Like most BBQ joints don’t put nearly half the work into theirs that I put into mine. You don’t even need BBQ sauce, it’s that good. I have had DOZENS of people tell me that when I give them some, they don’t bother with sauce or anything. Everyone tells me I should go into business making it and our friends offer to buy it by the pound. (which is a giant compliment) I take A LOT of pride in how good my cooking is. 

But it’s not how his mother makes it so therefore he doesn’t like it. 

To be fair. My mother in law’s cooking ability is Paula Dean, with a side of Betty Crocker with Rachel Ray sprinkles and a Martha Stewart glaze. She can cook me under a table usually. My mother in law’s side of the family is all white from Missouri. I learned how to do a majority of my cooking from an older black couple from southern Mississippi. So we’re both southern cooks. Just different. (but give me a good day where I have the energy, and funds to really get the good ingredients, and my meal will be better than hers I guarentee it) But again, being chronically ill and having very little energy and stamina sucks so she wins usually.  

Now my husband is also the epitome of a picky eater. And the shitty thing about being married, much less being the wife of a husband who is a picky eater, is I can slave away all day on a meal, he can come home and take one sniff and go ‘I don’t like the smell of it, I’m not eating it’. With absolutely no regaurd for me at all. And if I’m “a good wife” I’ll smile apologetically and immediately whip up another dinner. 

After 15 years of marriage, I’ve learned to say ‘Oh hell the fuck naw, it’s delicious and if you dont’ want to eat it, you know where McDonalds is’. And my husband actually respects me more because I put my foot down and demand it. 

Now, back to my mother in law and the incident today. So my mother in law remarks that she started some pork for pulled pork and I casually mentioned that her son has voiced his opinion that he doesn’t care for mine and THEN SHE ASKED ME HOW MANY TIMES i’VE TRIED MAKING IT TO FIND OUT HOW HE LIKES IT SINCE THEN. And I huff a laugh and say ‘none, if he doesn’t like it, he can shut up and eat it or go to McDonalds’. Ya’ll you would have thought I just admitted that I started an affair and fucked another guy right there on the table with how my mother in law reacted. 

SOO ALLLL THROUGH LUNCH I GOT “COUNCILED” with a heavy dose of scripture mind you. ON HOW IT’S MY JOB TO CATER TO MY HUSBAND AND HIS LIKES AND TASTES AND MAKE HIM AS HAPPY I POSSIBLY CAN, THAT’S MY JOB AND HOW DARE I HAVE A LIFE OUTSIDE OF HIM. To the point her husband told her to shut up and drop it and leave it alone and my husband did the same only he literally laughed in his mother’s face and told his mother that he agreed with me that if he didn’t like it, he could shut up and eat it or go get himself a pizza and that there was nothing wrong with that because he knew everyone else loved my pulled pork and he could always just put on more BBQ sauce on it and he’d be fine. 

The way my mother in law looked at me though was as if she was condeming me to hell, like she was asking Satan the Devil himself to come to table to take me away right then and there because her shitty son isn’t the center of my universe. Because it’s her precious baby. Who’s a grown ass man and who EVERYONE has to admit is an ass and asshole and he will happily keep me home and not working because HEAVEN HELP HIM AND HEAVEN FORBID a better man comes along or I get suicidal again because he’s fucked and screwed because he’s absolutely helpless when it comes to housework and taking care of his own daughter by himself. I leave him alone with her for an afternoon while I go shopping and the few times I’ve done that, he can’t do it. He has to enlist the help of either his parents or mine so he doesn’t go crazy.   

So, we get back in the car on the way home and I groaned and my husband begged and pleaded to just ignore everything I just heard over lunch and to please reduce his mother’s words to just white noise. He may be an ass sometimes but today, he had my back and stood up to his mother for me.