#i need to yell some more about yesterday's episode i'm sorry

[jula483]

no photoshop needed 😅

[weirdly-specific-but-ok]

pt XI good omens season 1 finale I'M SORRY THIS IS LATE, I WAS READING FANFIC.

How is this a title I'm now forced to write. Yes, I know it's been a week since I finished episode 6 with you maggots. And today is the day we start season 2. However, I, the Official Good Omens Mascot, procrastinated writing part XI, because I was reading too much good omens fanfiction. Yesterday I do believe I was reading till 3 in the morning. Thanks guys.

Season 1 finale, or whatever I can figure out with my records of the watch along chat, at least. WAHOO.

[EDIT: I'm back at the intro after finishing this post, and I realised this is a very long summary, because most of it is me yelling at you guys. As I typed it I started reliving my rage of last week. Read on if you dare, yes the post is long, and yes the second half is in all caps. THIS TOOK EMOTION. YOU GUYS BETTER REBLOG IT INSTEAD OF LIKING IT SILENTLY WHILE LAUGHING AT MY PAIN. I WANT MY RAGE EVERYWHERE ON TUMBLR.]

Someone puts a message about how Crowley can no longer sense Aziraphale's presence, and again for some reason covers it with black. My reaction is of course horrified, and then everyone tells me to STOP CLICKING THE SPOILERS, ASMI.

So that's what that was. I realise this out loud, and everyone is ready to cry with exasperation. I explain to them very reasonably that while I don't read every message on the watch-along chat, every time there is a black message I assume it's important and I click on all of them to reveal the text.

Realising the spoiler function has backfired, as most things do with me, the chat sighs and everyone goes for a break. Then someone puts another blacked out message about the bookshop, and I react to that, leading to another blacked out message which simply says STOP CLICKING THE BLACK.

Oops, I already forgot. THE SPOILERS ARE JUST TOO CLICKY. CLICK CLICK CLICK. I HAVE TO CLICK ALL OF THEM.

Someone says I forgive you, Asmi. I reply with Don't bother, which leads to tears and threats to stab me. The chat maggots give up and we start episode 6.

There is a random flashforward. I don't understand what is happening, but then again, I never do.

Back at the airfield. Crowley walks in, recognises their hubby instantly, and takes charge sexily. Then the Bentley bursts into flames.

Crowley is heartbroken. No one comforts them. When I point this out (read, YELL IT AT THE CHAT IN DEVASTATION) someone tells me that this is how it always is.

APPARENTLY DAVID WAS TOLD TO THINK ABOUT THE TARDIS EXPLODING IN THAT MOMENT. I HATE THAT I KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS.

Crowley needs all the therapy. Someone says kinder fanfic authors give it to him. LIES, I point out, FIRST THEY GIVE HIM EVEN MORE REASON FOR THERAPY. THEN GIVE HIM THERAPY.

Everyone is yelling about a fanfic called demonology while Adam the Antichrist feels so weird at Aziraphale being inside someone that's not Crowley that he separates them in the First Bigeneration style. Doctor Who is inspired.

Aziraphale like the babygirl he is, tries to girlboss his way through the situation by making Crowley murder the kid.

Pepper FUCKING STABS WAR IN THE NAME OF FEMINISM WITH THE SWORD OF EDEN AND THEN OTHER TWO KIDS END THE OTHER HORSEPERSONS IN THE NAME OF HOMECOOKED MEALS AND ECOFRIENDLINESS AND WHAT THE FUCK THESE KIDS ARE TWELVE WHAT PERCY JACKSON LEVEL OF BADASSERY-

Crowley and Aziraphale give a half-assed attempt at a father-son (gn) talk with the Antichrist as the world is ending. It is a terrible contribution to saving the world. The Antichrist thankfully has inherent common sense, because he wasn't raised by them.

Aziraphale tries to overshare his and Crowley's meetcute and has to be shushed by an embarrassed Crowley who is trying to keep them alive.

Satan is supposed to arrive. I mistakenly assume Gabriel is actually Satan. Which pleases a lot of people.

Gabriel and Beezlebub talk and blame Crowley and Aziraphale (who contributed exactly JACK SHIT to averting the apocalypse).

I kind of ship Gabriel and Beezlebub after seeing them interact for 30 seconds, which for some fucking reason leads to a lot of reactions and yelling. I want them to be together. Which leads to more yelling. PLEASE TELL ME THIS IS NOT ACTUALLY CANON?

Satan arrives. Antichrist disowns him. Through the power of Manifestation, Law of Attraction and Positive Thinking, Adam is now no longer the Antichrist, Satan leaves, none of this happened and the BENTLEY AND BOOKSHOP ARE SAVED.

NO ONE IS FUCKING HUGGING CROWLEY. I'M GOING TO STAB A BITCH.

There is the bus stop scene Crowley asks Aziraphale to move in with him and they hold hands I DON'T FUCKING KNOW BY NOW THE CHAT HAS DESCENDED INTO CHAOS I'VE LOST MY BRAINCELLS.

ICE CREAM DATE AND SUDDEN INVASION AND I'M WATCHING THE ACTING AND I'M LIKE HANG ON A SECOND SOMETHING IS OFF AND I ASK SUDDENLY IF THEY SWITCHED.

THAT'S RIGHT, I ASK IF THEY SWITCHED. I KNEW THERE WAS A SWITCH AND I THOUGHT IT WAS MIDWAY THROUGH SEASON 2. BUT THE SIGNS ARE TOO MANY HERE. EVERYONE IS NOW YELLING AND PEOPLE KEEP IGNORING ME.

ALL THE ACTING IS FLIPPED I'M NOT BLIND YOU FUCKERS. AZIRAPHALE'S FACE IS DOING CROWLEY'S COULDNT-CARE-LESS EXPRESSION AND HE'S QUESTIONING HEAVEN AND CROWLEY'S TALKING HAS LESS CONSONANTS THAN USUAL AND NO CROWLEY SASS MORE AZIRAPHALE SASS IT'S THE SAME BACKGROUND AS THE NOSE-SCRUNCH SCENE AND SURELY THAT WAS AZIRAPHALE RIGHT.

EVERYONE KEEPS TELLING ME TO WAIT AND SEE. I KEEP YELLING THAT THEY MUST HAVE SWITCHED.

SOMEONE SAYS I'M EITHER A MADMAN OR A GENIUS. I TELL THEM I'M BOTH BUT THAT'S NOT THE POINT DID THEY FUCKING SWITCH.

I'M NOW QUESTIONING MYSELF BECAUSE EVERYONE ISN'T LYING BUT THEY'RE MAKING ME QUESTION MY REALITY SO THE CLASSIC GASLIGHT GATEKEEP GIRLBOSSING.

I'M YELLING ABOUT HOW ONLY AZIRAPHALE WOULD BE POLITE ABOUT JACKETS AND SURVIVE HOLY WATER. EVERYONE IS LAUGHING AT ME. I'M NOW 60% SURE I'M WRONG.

PEOPLE KEEP YELLING WAIT AND SEE AND TALKING ABOUT SADIE AND DOTTIE I HATE IT HERE.

CROWLEY IS IN HEAVEN THAT WAS HIS DISMISSIVE LOOK I'M NOW 90% SURE I'M RIGHT. I'M YELLING ABOUT IT.

ADAM LEAVES THE GARDEN IN A METAPHOR AND THEN AZIRAPHALE AND CROWLEY SWITCHED BACK. THEY SWITCHED BACK. I WAS FUCKING RIGHT. I AM LIVID. I AM YELLING.

IT'S VERY EMOTIONAL AND NIGHTINGALES AND THEY TOAST THE WORLD AND I'M VERY EMOTIONAL BUT I'M COPING BY THREATENING MURDER BECAUSE I WAS FUCKING RIGHT.

THE END.

SEE YOU GUYS TODAY AT SEASON 2 I GUESS GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH.

[ax-y10]

irritating interests

in which; a rivalry becomes a romance

requested by @phxntomsdusk; wilbur x reader, enemies to lovers, highschool tropes. wilbur slowly falling for reader and becoming worried when they don’t show up to school until he finally confesses?? (not the full request)

about; explicit language, silent pining, rivalry, enemies to lovers, nervousness, a few kisses, rude behaviour, competitiveness, yelling, purposefully lowercase, use of y/n

word count; i wrote this on mobile and don't wanna try to find the word count. probably 1k, around there

celebrate here;

all you wanted to do was get through this last lesson of the day and go home, and try at a somewhat peaceful day, but wilbur clearly didn't know 'leaving someone alone' meant. he was watching your every move with caution, more or less, adoration.

"wilbur! please! i've had enough of your bullshit!" you yelled in the hallway, attracting the attention of other students. he'd walked out of class a few minutes after you and approached you, waving his test paper in your face, a clear '100%' written in red pen in the corner.

he knew something was finally wrong when a tear slipped down your face after your exclamation, and he chased after you down the hallway, tripping over his shoelaces.

"y/n! y/n, wait! listen to me!" his voice was desperate now. you had never heard that tone in his voice, and you felt bad. you really did. but you'd rather not give him an ounce more of your attention. your last class wasn't with him, thankfully, but he wasn't letting down the fact that he's made you upset.

you get to the bathrooms and lock yourself in a stall, hoping that he'll give up and leave you alone. you heard footsteps approaching the bathroom, but you never heard footsteps leaving.

'but he can't skip geography. he loves geography.'

and you can't skip your class. your parents will kill you if they find out.

opting to leave the bathrooms, you speed walk to your class, dodging anything wilbur had to say with a "wilbur, i'm gonna be late!" or a "shut up!". reaching your classroom, you place your bag on the floor and rest your face in your hands.

class came and went like a breeze, and you were now sitting in your bedroom, scanning through piles of homework and eating a snack. your last class had sent you home with a fuck-ton of homework, all due by halfway through the next week.

11pm rolled around, and you were utterly exhausted, and having a shower in the morning sounded way easier than now. wrapped up in your blankets, you drifted into a comfortable sleep.

---

you woke up needing to vomit, but not from sickness, but more so nervousness. wilbur's episode yesterday had shaken you around a little bit, and you did not like the thought of dealing with him on a friday.

you open your phone, remembering you had wilbur's number, for some reason. you were about to open his contact and tell him to leave you alone but you were interrupted by a text from him.

'hey y/n. i'm sorry for yesterday. meet me after school at the park down the road, if you can. again, sorry.'

'wilbur. can we do it tomorrow. i don't want to deal with anything today'

he read your message and you assumed he left for school.

---

he stood around all day, hoping to see your face pop up at least once but it never did. he had resorted to constantly checking his phone and ripping pieces of paper from his books, scribbling little messages on them, and shoving them in his pants pocket.

he was a mess, to say the least.

he was worried about someone he knew didn't care about him when they didn't show up to school. how pathetic can he get? he was never worried when you stayed home sick or when you went on a holiday, but this. this was different.

this was now. this is when he has finally gained feelings. this was the present time.

---

you ran down to the park, having completely forgotten that wilbur had messaged you yesterday after school saying he was happy to meet up today. you were struggling against the wind, your hair in your face and your loose band tee stuck to your body.

wilbur wasn't much better than you. he was picking at his fingernails, chewing on his fingers and flipping his phone around on his hands. he was a mess, yet again.

you spotted him sitting on a bench under a tree. he looked just as bad as you. well, a little bit better. he had actually put thought into his appearance. you showed up expecting to be able to leave within five minutes.

however, you couldn't have been further from the truth. two hours have passed since you sat down next to him, and majority of that time was spent with wilbur muttering short, breathless apologies to you. you'd said a few things, but now you were stuck with a prominent blush staining your face.

it fell silent over the both of you, staring out into the small pond, smiling at the ducks chewing at a few bread crumbs.

before he spoke up.

"i like you." he avoided your gaze.

"wilbur, what?"

"i like you. maybe that's why I find it hard to talk to you in any other way than pointless jokes. i didn't realise i was hurting you because i was so worried that my feelings would somehow get out to you." he admitted, an identical blush coating his face, making you lightly laugh at him.

"you pissed me off a lot though. and you thought i was stupid. and that i wasn't as smart as you. did you mean any of that?" you were worrying now.

"no, no no, no. i never meant that. again, i was too worried about my feelings for you that i completely disregarded how you felt." he quickly said, shutting his mouth as fast as he could.

this time, however. you didn't laugh. you didn't snicker. you didn't tease him.

you learnt over and rested on his shoulder, pressing a small kiss to his cheek. you press the same kiss to his nose, and then finally to his lips. he looked funny, lipgloss slightly smudged on his face, but at least he wasn't an ass about it.

he pressed more kisses to your lips, and sealing your fates with a long, warm kiss.

he wouldn't be teasing you anytime soon.

[geckosoddysee]

I'M A BIT LATE BUT HAPPY 2ND BIRTHDAY VEE NOCEDA!!

Ko-Fi Post

Twitter Post

MY CHILD IS 2 NOW. VEE MY BELOVED GAY LIL' SLUG BLORBO. I'M SO PROUD OF YOU. I'm sorry it's slightly belated but yeah, 2 years ago, Yesterday's Lie premiered. & Vee was officially given her introduction properly & reality was finally based & good because Vee finally arrived.

I love her so much, she's also part of why I was able to find out I'm nonbinary (Her & Masha both helped the most)

She is the best character & I will never forgive disney for fucking over Season 3 & causing Vee to get barely any time to develop more (Out of all the characters, Vee was one of the most fucked over by the shortened 3rd season because it's very apparent she needed more time to properly tell her entire arc.)

One of the most painful but best written episodes of the show.

Happy birthday to the worlds perfect autistic, gay, traumatized & adorable slug. Vee nation rise up.

I will never stop yelling about Vee. She is the best ever. My beloved slug child whom I shall protect with my life.

Yesterday's Lie premiered 2 years ago, & with it, introduced my favorite character. Vee my beloved.

And uh, also I was planning to have more art but I wasn't able to finish more in time & I'm already late so, hey, uh, here's some of the previous Vee art I posted too. I just wanna celebrate my comfort character rn. Bc she means a lot to me & she just makes my autism go brrrrr

[thesoftboiledegg]

"Zapp Gets Canceled" was a mixed bag. Admittedly, I might have unfair expectations--I subconsciously compare every new episode to the original run, like being a little "off" makes an episode bad. The tone was different and didn't quite feel like Futurama, but it would be an OK episode for another series. Maybe I need to let go of the original seasons and take the Hulu revival for what it is.

Regardless, this episode had some confusing moments. I didn't understand why Hermes kept giving Leela the Only Good Employee of the Month award when he's been pretty clear about the fact that he thinks he's the best employee. The DOOP leader tells Leela "We want to show we care about looking like we care about hiring women," but--they DO care about hiring women? Several women work for DOOP, including her. Giving Leela a medal and awards ceremony and then abruptly yelling at her to leave was bizarre, too. What was the point of that ceremony?

Zapp's various crimes were funny and led to some great gags ("It was a different time!" "It was yesterday!" "So you admit it!"), but he's committed so many atrocities that I don't think the writers needed to modernize his behavior with terms like "locker room talk" and "greenface." The script would've been better if Zapp just pulled his usual shenanigans. As others have pointed out, he's seemed less like a bombastic character lately and more like a plot device.

The saving grace is that, like other Hulu episodes, the writers included plenty of sweet moments. The Comedy Central run had episodes that were mean or pointless with no heart to balance the crude writing. In "Zapp Gets Canceled," Fry is so loving that I smiled even though I don't ship Freela. I also loved how Bender insisted on joining them--he's incomplete without his meatbags.

Fry saying "I hope they have a kids center" was cute, too. How can you not love Fry in the Hulu episodes? He's just a big kid!

Additionally, Leela wearing pants while Fry and Bender wore skirts was a great subtle joke. I'm glad the episode didn't ruin it with some "DOOP is making guys wear skirts now because they're WOKE!" line. Maybe Fry and Bender just like wearing skirts.

The episode didn't fall too strongly on either side of the argument--the implication was that Zapp deserved to be canceled, but the writers poked fun at performative "wokeness," too. I didn't gain any new perspectives on cancel culture, but the episode was funny, heartfelt and entertaining. And let's be honest: if this aired during the Comedy Central run, the script probably would've beaten us over the head with "Everything is too politically correct nowadays! Zapp didn't do anything wrong! Greenface is funny!"

Sorry, Zapp, but it's about time that you paid for your crimes.

[thegeminisage]

okay i have TEN MINUTES to type out my thots about the last two tng eps i watched. day before yesterday was a surprise watch of "the icarus factor" together and last night i did "pen pals"

the icarus factor: i have nnnnever been more angry IN my entire life. riker's dad sucks so bad he sucks SO BAD

that being said the episode was horrifically sloppy. it could have been a must see but it was all over the place and committed so many crimes

firstly, i dont understand the point of offering riker a promotion in this episode when 1. he already canonically turned down a promotion to be here and 2. it didn't tie into his daddy issues in any way whatsoever

also, why did they have his dad DATE THIS DOCTOR LADY? not only is that extremely uncomfortable for everyone involved (can you imaaaagine your parent bringing home a coworker or vice versa seeing a coworker show up at work with your parent) but it ALSO served no function - pulaski didn't tell us anything about riker's dad that he didn't know and we didn't know

it also used up basically all of my goodwill that had been generated re: pulaski. she really is just a knock-off bones and she's actually so boring because of that and even her dating riker's dad and being a chronic divorcee didn't make her interesting. sigh. once again i'm sorry women.

i also don't understand worf's b-plot being about his ten year (although wesley trying to get them both into the dead dad club was HILAAARIOUS and maybe the most i've ever liked wesley so far, i'm allowed to say this since i'm also in the club). i feel like worf's >:( should have been something to do with riker's daddy issues either a disapproval of his parenting or a lack of understanding of why it's bad parenting or SOMETHING bc that needed to be the whole episode and the b plot was just so ??? like it's a b plot i would have enjoyed in a diff ep but not this one

and finally, after ALL of that, after outlining in detail what a shitty person riker's dad is, how he felt the need to compete with his own child who he was also emotionally and physically neglecting so much so that he CHEATED and felt proud for it, how he never put anything before his career, AND

AFTER HE SAID

"IT WASN'T AS HARD FOR YOU BECAUSE YOU WERE IN DIAPERS WHEN SHE DIED"

WHICH MADE ME SO ANGRY I ALMOST BLACKED OUT

the man didn't even apologize. the word "sorry" never left his mouth he just told his shitty sob story and that was it. they yelled some japanese at each other while doign this martial arts thing and will was like glad you came pops and they hugged and that was the end. and also he didn't take the promotion because we knew he wouldn't. girl come ON.

pen pals: the first half of this episode sucked real bad. picard and the horses was awful and i don't think he should be allowed to say the word "allah" on television

wesley getting his own command...eh. it was fine and he hasn't been nearly as annoying in s1 as he was in s2 but i don't care so i was tapping my watch and waiting to get to the ACTUAL episode. it was so tedious to watch everyone argue about his mental wellbeing and future or whatever. who cares. he shouldn't even be here there should not be children aboard starships

i liked the part with data's pen pal BUT i also think he knows better than to violate the prime directive like that. if he slipped and did it once and then confessed that'd be one thing but 8 weeks?? he wouldn't fucking say that

i was also ??? when he beamed her up and didn't leave her in the transport room...idk, i like that he has feelings, and she WAS cute if a little uncanny (the voice filter sounds like the one tumblr used in that one interview lol), but it seems like if you wanted an episode About Data he could have fugured out that third answer of how to both save her and obey the prime directive, instead of getting yelled at and/or ignored by picard and then picard doing it. (man when picard asked for tea first from the replicator while data was trying to get his attention...)

at least pulaski was nice to him i guess :/

tonight, "q who," which will sadly probably have q in it, but at least i get to meet the BORG. at long last...................................

[snowmuttgetsweird]

3/5/23 CW: Abuse/Trauma mention kinda? ADHD stuff, anxiety stuff, "The Bluey Post."

Last couple days have been okay. I've been learning to manage the panic attacks better. I didn't actually have one today- I kinda had a smaller episode yesterday, but I put on some Bluey and it turns out to be like, magic anti-panic attack medicine. Who knew.

Some people have heard me say (seen me type?) before that after watching Zootopia, I didn't want to FUCK Clawhauser; I just wanted to be his friend. My first real furry crush was Alex the Lion from Madagascar- just a bright, bouncy, funny, silly, charming character that loved to perform and loved people- bonus points for having huge bappy manimal paws and big chompy teeth. This is going somewhere, I promise.

I feel like there's this positivity vacuum in my life that makes me a sucker for hyper-pure characters and content, like it artificially fills some kind of void that makes me wish I were a part of it in an earnest and genuine way.

Bluey has been like... The greatest expression of that feeling. I love watching Bluey never stop being bossy because she gets away with it nine times out of ten due to her shear charisma. I love watching Bingo constantly challenged to fight for attention and respect, and ultimately succeeding. I love watching the chaos that unfolds literally any time that Muffin is on-screen. I love the way Bandit genuinely loves his daughters and does everything in his power to spend time with them and indulge them, even if it's not always on his preferred terms. I love the storyboarding, the subtle hints at deeper trauma across the cast, the relatability of the characters.

I remember before ever seeing the show, I saw a clip of Jack on Twitter. Why can't you sit still? Why can't you remember anything? Why can't you just do what you're told? He stops fidgeting for a moment and really thinks about it and says, sadly:

"... I don't know."

I cried to that clip- hard- because that moment with Jack was my entire childhood and was the most I ever related to a character. It was the most I had ever seen of myself on a TV show packed into three words uttered by a cartoon jack russell terrier that couldn't remember his god damn hat.

Every day of my life, my dad yelled and screamed at me asking why I couldn't do these simple things he asked me to do and all I could say was "I don't know." Sometimes he'd scream it back at me at the top of his lungs in that condescending slurred "pretending to be special needs" tone, mocking me.

My third grade teacher tried to tell my parents "Chris is very smart but has a difficult time staying on task and participating in class- I think that Chris may be struggling with ADHD" and my mom jumped down her throat for suggesting her son could have been anything less than perfect. She didn't attend parent teacher conferences anymore after that. Where dad was hard on me, mom coddled me and kept me "under [her] wing" as dad would say.

I grew up "smart" and "gifted" but "lazy" and "unmotivated," bullshitting and last-minute-ing my way through school, flopping upwards and somehow convincing everyone I was everything they thought I was.

I'm not medicated or diagnosed and I can't afford to be, but I KNOW I'm ADHD. Seeing the way other people struggle and relating to it all- the time blindness, the hyper-focus, the terrible working memory, the difficulty managing emotions, the executive dysfunction, the rambling- yes I know I'm doing it right now, sorry- all of it and more.

At THAT moment, seeing Jack internally question why he can't do all these simple things really endeared me to the character, and I knew I wanted to watch Bluey for more than just lusting after Bandit (god help me he's still so fucking ideal). When I actually watched the show and reached that episode, I was floored by just how beautifully and subtly the show straight up teaches kids about ADHD without ever mentioning it.

Rusty involves Jack in a game that challenges every debilitating aspect of his neurodivergency, and Jack succeeds in every event based on the three motivational pillars of ADHD: Urgency, Novelty, and Personal Interest. If you think of motivation as a bridge, those three things make up the planks you step across, and if any or all of them are missing, it's MUCH harder for someone with ADHD to stay invested in the task at hand and follow through from start to finish without struggling along the way. It's a game, so there's novelty. Jack wants to make a good impression on Rusty, so there's personal interest. In the last part of the game, they need that dust off NOW, so there's your urgency. All three allow Jack to overcome his poor working memory (difficulty remembering multiple pieces of information across short periods of time), his inability to sit still, and his executive dysfunction (inability to actively prioritize what your brain decides to focus its attention on). The episode is just extremely well researched. Fun fact, did you know there's a prominent, internationally recognized authority in the field of ADHD research named Russell Barkley? Coincidence? I think not!

Obviously I got off-track and rambled a bit and now I'm mentally spent, but all I mean to say is that Bluey is a really, overwhelmingly beautiful and cozy show and I'm extremely thankful to have it in my life. It is genuinely beautiful artistically and the animators are given a lot of opportunity to flex their creativity. There's a lot to love but that first episode with Jack was the one that really sold me on it.

It's about 1:30 AM now, I've got a pot roast I've gotta get in the slow cooker in the morning, and I think I'm more prone to panic attacks when I'm sleep-deprived, so I'm gonna try to maneuver around this cat that's leaned up against my thigh and go to sleep.

I don't know if anyone is actually reading these, but I kinda like typing them either way.

Night.

[nalalalalari]

Hamilton - It's quiet uptown

It's Quiet Uptown is one of the Hamton songs I would skip. It was sad and ruined whatever vibe I had going on that day. I also didn't relate much. Because I have only experienced loss when I was younger and back the I didn't know what was happening.

Now? The line that hurts me the most is "I never liked the quiet before." Because on the 19 of April, thay evening it was just...eerily silent. And for some reason I didn't mind. I could hear each and everyone of my thoughts as they passed by. And I was okay with it.

Also, you hear about Sulli, Goo Ara, Jonghyun and other singers who have committed suicide, but you never imagine it would be your bias, or someone you know personally.

Take care of your idols especially at this time guys.

Paravi - Angry

This is because on the night everyone(in my circle) on kpop groups or on their stories was posting about it. But the day after they were back to their posts and stories. Which you know is completely normal and I'm not angry at that.

It's just weird grieving a relationship like this because my friend yesterday made me question what grounds I was mourning him as? Which hurt because it made me feel like I was supposed to react like everyone else had and go back to my regular life.

But life will now always be slightly different. It's changed forever, which is why I don't get how everyone is continuing. Because for me, we need to shut down the world for a month and then maybe I can think about carrying on.

But everyone copes in their different ways, and everyone connects with their idols/biases/ults differently. So yeah, let people grieve however they will.

Say Something - A great Big World, Christana Aguilera

Now this is less of me giving up on him but giving up my bargaining. I keep pleading with God (no atheists in fox holes and all that) and the universe to bring him back or do something. Even though I know it is impossible.

"Please let him come back, we will appreciate him more, love him the way he needs, I will be more careful, I promise. I'm sorry. Just please bring him back." But it seems I am pleading to an empty sky. Everyone knows there are no such second chances with this, yet I keep hoping this will be an exception.

All Time Low - Remembering Sunday

It rained in the 18th and 19th where I live, whuch was unusual but we assumed it was the wheathet change. I remember sing this line because of that and I was like ha, what a well written song.

It feels like that was foreshadowing from the world now.

"In my desperate endeavor to find my whoever"

Once again, my bargaining.

Don't want to cry - Seventeen

I haveaways lived this song. But now the meaning is a bit more serious for me.

"Don't play around, I know that you are here."

And also the bridge which has always been my favourite part explains how I feel. Now I didn't have any romantic feelings for Moonbin like how the song is usually interpreted. But I feel it is written in a way that you can apply what works for you.

I kept trying to convince myself I was fine at first and sometimes now. As a way of trying to fool my heart. But you can't fool the heart. It is stubborn in its feelings.

So it keeps yelling

"Come back, Come back.How can I live as one when a part of me is gone?"

Close Your Eyes - All American Rejects

This song has been stuck in my head for two weeks now? Because I was having a mixed episode and the change from Sweat(the song) to This perfect for how I felt. When this song originally came out I didn't really like it as it was slower compared to Sweat. But gradually I grew to like it and this year it became my favourite song.

I kept thinking I should write a story with this part or include it in one of my stories.

"Burn your bridges down" reminds me a lot of how people try to immediately cut ties with the deceased as a way to cope.

"Kiss the ground" as one last act of affection.

"Turn the other cheek." They then try as hard as humanely possible to forget the person or the situation. But it isn't as easy for me.

"Won't you close your eyes, one last time for me?"

It sounded so tragically poetic and I knew what I wanted to do with it.

But now those words are what I keep repeating everytime I think about Moonbin. Because it means I am actually letting go of him slowly and no longer in denial.

"Won't you close your eyes, one last time for me?" Is synonymous to me with

You can rest now.

You have done enough.

It's okay to let go now.

You did well.

Breathe - Written by Jonghyun, sung by Lee Hi

Jonghyun's deatha affected me but not like this. When I got into the fandom, everyone had already processed and had healed or had begun to heal. Especially the members.

But with this, it's a fresh wound and it is happening in real time.

When I was suicidal, i used to write and rewrite Jonghyun's letter because it captured how I felt in that moment but I had the retrospect of what was waiting in the future?

The part where he asked not to be blamed really hit me because of what I hear about suicide as poc within my culture. It is terrible the things that are said. And I realised no one ever actually says "Well done, you did well." To those who commit suicide.

Which I think they deserve it the most. Most of the times people who commit or attempt have been fighting this for a long long while. The fact that they made it this long is...admirable. so we should congratulate them.

Moonbin, you did more than well. You did amazing. You left so much for me to learn from. You had a hard life, so rest easy.

Moonbin Related Post Ahead🤍

Here are some of the songs helping me get through this

Lewis Capaldi ~ Before you go.

This is the song that makes me cry the most. Because I keep thinking if I could have done something? Or said something? I know it is nearly impossible, but I'm not exactly the most rational now. This feeling is probably worse for those who were close to him.

[imagines-by-a-typical-fangirl]

The Perfect Bad Boy (Pt. 10 of 18)

Pairing: Billy Hargrove X Reader

Word count: 2.7K

Summary: Working as a lifeguard in the Hawkins Community Pool, you try to fit in after moving from New York. Things were going pretty well when you notice you've been under someone's stare. Billy Hargrove, Hawkins' bad boy, has been staring at you since day one. You never intended to have anything to do with him, judging by the reputation he has. But Billy won't leave you alone, determined to show you his feelings are different this time...

As if your heart flooding you with confusing feelings wasn't enough, there are weird, strange animals lurking in the woods... But those have to be just part of the wild live of the woods surrounding Hawkins... Right?

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Monsters Lurking In The Dark

Yesterday's happenings are making a lot of people talk to you today. They ask if you're alright, if you had to go to the hospital, why Billy ran like a lightning bolt to reach you... Some of them are actually being kind. Others, not so much. It feels like they're trying to get you to say something else, scavenging for a secret. Jason is the only one to actually get into a long conversation, making sure you're alright and giving you tips to avoid heat exhaustion again. But the others, mostly the girls, make awkward questions. You get that Billy's behavior is changing. Monica is often telling you about how some girls ask her if she knows what's going on between you and Billy. She never answers though, saying this isn't their business.

As you pace around the pool, a bottle of water on your hand since Billy is literally forcing you to drink water by the hour, you spot him chatting with some of his friends. Tommy and Carol are the only ones you can name, and you never got why you only hang out with your friends and not his. Billy has his eyes on the pools and the whistle between his lips. Tommy goes on about something, and suddenly, Billy lets the whistle fall, giving Tommy a weird stare. You giggle a little at his expression, crossing your arms.

“Look who's staring now,” Monica says in a provoking tone, stopping by your side. “But I totally get it. I'd be shamelessly staring too if I didn't have my sweetheart.”

“How's Christopher by the way?” She told you he had an accident in the garden, which got him a nasty cut on the leg.

“Complaining. But I'm enjoying taking care of him.” She smiles, and her eyes shine. Every passing day you're more convinced they're in love with each other. That you'll be attempting to their wedding one day. “What about you? You gotta be careful with the sun.”

“I am.” Raising your hand, you show her the bottle. “Billy is driving me insane. I swear I can't drink any more water today.”

“Can you blame him? I thought he'd have a heart attack yesterday.” He tilts her head to where he is, across the pools. His eyes meet yours and he winks. “Poor guy, he has it bad for you.”

Giggling, you look down because you're surely blushing. “Oh, tell me something. Some people came to talk to me, you know. Asking if I was alright. But some of them made some very awkward questions.”

“Yeah, that's because they think you're pregnant.”

Your eyes go wide, and you gasp, feeling your whole body numb for a moment. “What the hell,” you exclaim, a little too loud. Looking around, you notice some eyes on you. “Holy shit, Monica. Tell me you're joking.”

“Small town, (Y/N), people talk.” She puts a hand on your shoulder. “Trust me, half the women here went through something like that. They'll let go in a few weeks.”

“Do you think Billy knows?�� You lift your eyes to look for him, but you only find his friends.

“Probably. But look, don't worry about it. You're the new girl who managed to hook Billy Hargrove, the town's bad boy. People will talk, but don't let it ruin what you have with him.”

“No, of course not.” As much as it bugs you, it doesn't change anything. “You know I'm falling for him, right?” You burst out, feeling the sudden need to let it out your chest. “Completely.”

“I'm noticing. You–”

She's cut short when you're pulled into something. Someone. You roll your eyes because you know who it is. Billy pulls you against his chest, his lips on your ear. “Do you know what they're saying about yesterday's episode?” He whispers, a hand coming to caress your belly.

Great. Now this will certainly make people forget this story. “Yeah. They think I'm carrying a tiny Billy.” You mutter, waving at Monica as she walks away with a smirk on her lips. “Was that what Tommy told you? You made a funny face.”

“Yes, but he said it in a way that almost had me breaking his ugly nose.” He keeps you close, despite the public. And honestly, you don't mind. A few days ago you'd push him away, but now... They'll speak anyway, so it doesn't matter.

“Hey, why don't we never hang out with your friends?” You take the chance to ask. “You don't want them to see you with me?” It's impossible not to follow this train of thought, and it does sound stupid judging by the way he's holding you right now, for everyone to see.

“Of course not. It just that I know the kind of assholes they are and I'm sure you won't like them.”

“But it's weird. I don't want you to think I'm forcing you to only hang out with my party.”

He takes a deep breath, and you feel his chest moving. That reminds you he's shirtless... “I'll introduce you to them... In the funfair tomorrow.”

“Oh my God, the funfair!” You exclaim. People have been talking about it for a few days, but you totally forgot. “I've never been to anything like that.”

“You're gonna love it.”

“You two. Back to your chairs.” The manager shouts from somewhere behind you, and you both roll your eyes at the same time.

“Talk to you later,” you tell him, tiptoeing to kiss his cheek.

“Remember to–”

“Yeah, yeah. Water, stay in the shadow. If I feel dizzy I'll shout for my knight in shining armor.” Walking backwards, you smirk at him. “Eyes on the pool, Hargrove,” you warn him, turning around and making your way back to the chair.

You're glad you're feeling good, no sign of anything you felt yesterday. And it isn't as hot as it was, so that's a bonus. You're peacefully watching the kids, yelling at some, threatening some teenagers to ban them for life, just the normal stuff. Through the corner of your eye, you notice Billy gesturing. When you look at him, he shows you his bottle.

Shaking your head no, you try to ignore him. But you are a little thirsty, so you sigh before jumping to the ground. On your way to the cafeteria, you stop by his chair. “Want some?”

“Nah, I'm good.”

“Don't act like you can't be beaten by heat exhaustion too, Hargrove. I'm bringing you some cold water.” Punching his leg playfully, you go to the cafeteria.

You're a little startled to find James in there, seated on the table next to the wall, both hands on his head. As you silently open the fridge, you wonder if you should just leave him alone. You never really spoke, and since he switched his schedule with Billy, you have seen less of him. Today should be his day off if you're not mistaken.

“Hey, James,” you say in a soft voice, standing by the fridge as you take one of the bottles Billy has for you. “You ok?”

“Huh?” He looks up abruptly, suddenly aware he's not alone. “Hey.”

You were going to leave, but he seems scared... Red eyes as if he didn't get any sleep. “Is something wrong?” You sit before him, placing the bottle on the table. “You look... sad.”

“Oh, it's just... Nothing, really. It's stupid.” He's mumbling under his breath, a line of sweat on his forehead.

“Whatever it is it's not stupid. Who told you it was?”

“My parents, my brother.” He breathes out, his eyes suddenly meeting yours. “You're new here, right? Did you move from a big city?”

“New York. Why?”

“I'm from Washinton. Have you ever crossed paths with something in the woods? Some... Some kind of animal? And when you told someone they just said it was because you're some big city kid who's not used to live so near the forest and because of that you're easily impressed by anything weird you see?” James speaks fast, so fast it's hard to keep up.

“Actually yes.” You nod, keeping your voice low and soft in an attempt to calm him down. You never saw anyone so scared. “A few weeks ago I saw something, but I didn't get a good look at it. Don't know what it was.”

“I don't know what species of-of... Things they have here, but what I saw... I couldn't sleep. I thought about telling the chief of police but everyone keeps saying I'm crazy.”

“What did you see, James?”

He puts his hands on his head again, looking at the table. “It... It was the size of a dog. And I thought it was a stray dog so I stopped the car and followed it.” His voice cracks, so you get up, moving to sit on the chair beside him, touching his arm. “It was so damn dark and I had no flashlight. It was near a tree, eating something. I started calling it, trying to show it I was just trying to help but then... It-It turned at me and... Shit, the damn thing had no face. It was blank. Sticky... no fur, no eyes, nothing.” He moves suddenly, holding both your shoulders roughly. You gasp at the sudden change, looking at him, tears threatening to roll down from his eyes. “I ran like hell. I told my parents the moment I got home but they said it was something in the woods playing tricks on me but I know what I saw. The damn thing had no face, I swear–”

“Let go of her right now.” Billy's thunder voice makes James jump up, making his chair fall backwards. “What the hell do you think you're doing?”

“Billy, it's alright.” Quickly, you stand up and walk over him.

“I'm sorry, I just...” James tries to speak, hands raised in defeat. It looks like he didn't know what he was doing. “Sorry, (Y/N).”

He walks around the table, eyes on the floor. Billy gives a step towards him, but you hold him back, both hands on his chest. “Billy, no. Listen...” You whisper to him, your eyes meeting his when James finally leaves the cafeteria. “He wasn't trying to hurt me or anything, he was just scared.”

“Scared of what?” He looks down at you, his hands softly rubbing the skin of your shoulders. “It'll leave bruises. What the hell did he think he was doing?”

As much as you melt a little to feel his touch after the sting from James' grip, you have this feeling in your stomach. You can't seem to shake it away, and the more you think, the worse it gets. “Billy... Remember when I told you I saw something in the woods?” He nods, confused. “James saw it too... Same description. He... He said it had no face, and I... I think that's exactly what I saw.”

His expression changes, and you can't read his face. Taking a deep breath, he sits on the table, pulling you to sit beside him. “James came here a few months ago. From a big city too, so it's normal to be scared when–”

“He was desperate because that's exactly what people are telling him.” You cut him off, running a hand through your hair. “Billy, he wasn't scared. He was terrified.” Your voice gets lower, as your mind floats back to what you saw. Naked skin, as if it was green, covered in some disgusting thing... “I know it sounds crazy, but I swear to God his description matched what I saw that day.” It suddenly comes to your mind... There was a lab here. A lab and a bunch of weird stories about it. “Hawkins National Lab!” You exclaim, jumping to your feet. “What if they made an experiment with some kind of animal and now it's free in the woods?”

“Hawkins Lab was closed years ago.”

“I know but–” Billy takes your hand, pulling you close. He holds you by the hips, raising his head to meet your eyes from his seated position.

“Princess, listen. It's true there was a lab, and it's also true that the darkness and these woods play tricks on people who aren't used to them.” He speaks slow, eyes never leaving yours. “It may be something but it could also be a big misunderstanding. If it happens again, if you or anyone else sees anything like that, we'll tell the cops and let them deal with it.”

Taking a deep breath, you decide to let his calming tone relax you. “Alright...” Nodding, you take a look at your shoulders, spotting the purple marks of where James fingers dig into your skin. “The guy was really out of his mind,” you mutter.

“Yeah...” Billy stands up, placing a kiss on both your shoulders before straighten up, his index finger on your chin. “Let's go back there before Anthony notices we're gone again.”

Nodding, you follow him back outside.

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You wish you knew how to draw. If you did, you'd make a scratch of the animal you saw, and another one of what James described, just to see if they would really match.

You're staring at the ceiling, on your unusually empty bed. Having Billy here was amazing. Beyond amazing. Having his strong arms around you, and waking up next to him on the morning was pure bliss. You never thought such a feeling existed. It felt like home, like life was nothing but a long road leading you to that very moment. To his embrace, so warm and calming.

You chose to think about that instead of the unclassified animal. That brings a shiver down your spine, different from the shivers Billy causes. The last ones are made of nervousness, excitement... All those silly things. Tossing around, you sit up, your feet on the cold floor. Your eyes fall on the necklace, that you always keep on the nightstand. Billy kept his promise, and he wears his piece every day. You have to tell him he doesn't have to, not anymore. He already made his point, and you know he has other earrings to use.

Smiling to yourself, you pick the necklace up, fingers caressing the metal. You need to tell Billy what you feel. Openly. You do have something going on, but it's still unnamed. And there's no reason to remain that way. If he wants you, if he truly wants to keep you... He has to know you want him too. That you want to be with him, and screw the rest of the world. Screw the past, the gossip, whatever people of Hawkins think. This is about both of you, nobody else. It's useless to keep pretending Billy Hargrove doesn't own your heart. This torture can't continue, there's no reason to.

Your train of thought is interrupted by the phone's loud ring. You're about to answer when you hear your aunt's footsteps downstairs. It's probably Robert, she was saying something about him calling her today. As she picks up, you put the necklace down and walk over the window, feeling the fresh summer breeze tickling your skin.

“(Y/N)!” Diane shouts, and her urgent tone startles you. “(Y/N)! Pick up the phone!” Her rapid footsteps bring her to your bedroom, a worried expression on her face. “Pick up now. It's Max, she's crying. I don't know–”

The mention of Billy's sister has you moving, picking up the light pink phone you have on the nightstand. “Max?” You breathe out, eyes focused on Diane as she breathes fast.

“(Y/N)..!” Her voice is weak, like a low scream. You hear voices behind her, and you immediately recognize Billy's. But there's someone else, a man's voice. “(Y/N), please, you need to–” She's cut short by something breaking. “It's Neil. He's here, please–”

“Hang up the damn–” Then it's over.

For a moment, a second, you just stand there, frozen, looking at Diane. But on the next one, you're moving, your heart threatening to beat its way out of your chest.

“Honey, what is it?” Diane follows as you rush downstairs, grabbing nothing but the car keys.

“Billy's father. I gotta go.” It's everything you manage to say before storming outside.

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A/N: Things are about to get chaotic...

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@chloe-skywalker @dpaccione @tilesandtokens @dreamin-of-dacre @funeral-7 @uncookspaget @youhavemyfantasticbeasts @dontxfearxthereaper

[redxblueihateloveyou]

Hey!! 👋🏽😄 I know you said in your last rant about SK8 and Reki and Renga that you were one of those people that always looks up and learns from others, but after your last Langa edit, I just wanted to remind you how immensely talented you are. I might have not seen your first attempts at editing, but I know how it looks like when you're barely starting something, and I'm sure everyone is proud of the progress you've made and many people looks up to you as the level of skill they want to achieve. You're doing amazing! 💖💖💖

Hi, my love!!!!!! ASDFSDFGHG that’s soooo sweet, thank you so much for saying this, it really means the world to me <3 Oh, haha I’ve deleted most of my old videos so it wouldn’t hurt anyone’s eyes lmao T_T I’m still a bit nervous each time I’m uploading my vids to the day to be honest, even with so many subs rn, but at first I really didn’t have any supporters at all and my god I sucked at this, but I guess the love for my fav ships was stronger apparently haha. So I always get silly happy at each nice comment and feedback, so thank you seriously. 

I really love love love vidding, Idk why but when smth comes out the way I wanted it’s a super addictive feeling for some reason, but many times I just looked at the final result and just threw it in the trash and started over and my god how many times SonyVegas crushed and didn’t autosave the project. I’m like Suga now, I’m pressing the save button each 2 minutes, cause don’t want to lose anything xD Being someone’s inspiration is truly an honor to me, I’ve got some messages that hit me too hard. Still feels weird bc I’m like “but do you know that I can’t even use photoshop tho, how do u like me now then?” lol.

I’m always drawn to talented characters, bc they amaze me, esp the humble ones. Like those who hate Haru or Lanaga just buffle me honestly. I understand that they’re pretty and talented and everything, but they’re also the sweetest and loveliest human beings, so like...??? And I adore those who don’t whine and get what they want. I just can’t help it. I’m a strong believer in the fact that "you can do anything if you put your mind to it”. So far it worked in real life so suck it lol.

People are also saying like Langa doesn’t deserve to win this and Haru doesn’t deserve to be in Olympics, like Langa didn’t snowboard since he was 2 and Haru wasn’t swimming every day since he was born. I’m like.. and you need to check in the mirror if your face is a shade of green. BTW I’ve also been in a professional sports for quite a long time since I was a little kid, ballroom dancing and adored it back then, and I did not get jealous at ppl who were talented than me, I was watching the tapes actually with a popcorn. And oh god those large competition events when you sit there for days and give it all, but then you’re like 296 out of 1000. Why was I proud instead of being sad? Idk xD It was fun.

So thanks for liking the vid, cause I even regretted uploading it a bit yesterday. Sadly everyone already knows that we lost this fandom to the middle schoolers being extra, so they do not care for anything each episode except for this ship, so that’s what I got for posting a just Langa vid:

And etc. and that just made me sad, cause I do not like such fandoms, like it’s not even related to the video, that I’ve been making... with love.  Also thanks for the "sama” title, I’m flattered, but editor only wants to vid matchablossom for now, so like there’s no need for any warnings. I’ve been in such horrendoes fandoms, that I’m immune to this. I also in fact didn’t know some keep ruining Langa’s page and saying that he steals Reki’s screen time... cause he’s aparently the only main character...? ...lmao? I didn’t even know Langa can be hated tbh. I wasn’t really ready for all the drama that followed me making a vid about him.

I’ve already deleted some comments, cause I’m like what this even has to do with the vid about Langa? No, I am not obliged to make a vid about Reki, too. What if I post a matchablossom vid, everyone will only start commenting “do renga”, cause fuck your efforts? I’m like... I hate such fanbases, seriously. I do not even know where this is going, but their fans are already pissing me off. I’m still trying hard for this to not affect my point of view about the ship, cause it’d be kinda unfair to them, but its getting harder each week istg.

And I maybe can’t take requests, but I love when some try to get me addicted on their ship with passion and great arguments. It happened to me with some nice ppl. But def not with agression and stupidity haha.

Cause apparently its one of the fandoms where you can’t NOT care for the main ship, even if you accept it for the only possible Langa ship (cause he doesn’t give a shit for anyone else, so like what’s the point), but it doesn’t do anything for you. I’m like... thanks for threatening. This will make me on board ASAP. Like it’s not the epitomy of love to me... I’m sorry? LMAO 

Some anon even sent me a “you’re dense” (literally thats it) ask after that Reki ask. I was tempted to write smth like “oh I’m sorry, this is the most epic love story of my life and his character is the most complex in the world and he’s the best friend and the most inspiring human being that ever hit my screen. can I become undense now? xD”. But you know I do not know if they’d realise the sarcasm and my pride sadly never allowed me to sell my life values for a bunch of 12 years olds to love me lol

My sister always laughs and jokingly says “but you’d probably get much more subs if you made a vid about this or that, but at what price that would be lmao”. Cause yeah, I never could make myself vid smth I do not like, cause I love vidding and do not want it to be associated with things I do not like, plus it’ll most likely turn out ugly, if I do not care. My mom says that she can feel love I put in my shipping vids that’s why she loves them. I really don’t think she’s wrong. But that also kinda makes me an idiot technically, cause I’m not into many of the popular ships, and some popular animes I just find really basic. 

Also I’m like 100% sure it ain’t happening, but even if they miraculously suck each other’s dicks while sitting on a skate board, I can still have the rights not to care at the end. Like did I sign some form where I’m obliged to love each and everyone canon gay ship even if it’s not what I like? Like gay is not the type of love in relationships. You can only care about his ass like Lan Zhan for example or you can only care about your ass. Like that’s different types of relationships, and whatever you like you like. So get all the way of people’s backs, please.

Also do ppl know that you do not need to be blind to the bad sides of the characters in your ships? Or you just gonna be like “I suddenly can’t see” for forever.

So really thanks for such wonderful message and liking the video and for the boosts when I need them and not being an ass to me if I’m not being obsessed with smth, when you like it. (like I think we have different ship in bnha, right? but we’re still doing great tho, thanks for being an angel <3)

I still didn’t expect this becoming a Voltron 2.0. situation tho. We in our twenties see everything differently, I guess. I do get extra about “their love is everywhere”, but I do not get extra by anonymously attacking ppl, threatening creators and yelling “queeerbating psychotic blind assholes if these two aint fucking by the end of the season I’m shaving my head and jumping out of the window and shoot the director. you do not ship it HARD? YOU DUMB FUCK. THAT’S THE BEST LOVE STORY IN THE WORLD”. Like damn, take your blinders off and see the world, kid. Firstly, it’s definitely not, secondly, ppl see love differently in general and at each age too.

Ah, also you must kill Adam, cause he’s a pedo apparently. Like he ain’t even a threat to your ship, unless you’re blind, but they’re still at it, like they do not know that this kind of age difference is literally nothing for an anime? And that there are canon ships with a huger age difference left and right, too. It’s like its their first time approaching an anime or smth. Like in anime world character can literally kill 1000 ppl with his bare hands and bathe in their blood and we can still stan them, depends on their story, ok? Also Langa couldn’t care less for his advances, so like separate Adam from your ship pls. Like, fuck off, if someone is interested in his character. Yeah, he’s a weirdo for reasons, but anime kind of weird do not apply to real life. Stop acting like you’re some purist, when later you’re gonna ship smth else and it suddenly will not apply. Also rules do not apply to animes, everyone knows they do not apply. These are not western cartoons, my god. And 24 years old flirting with 16 year old is defiinitely not the weirdest shit anyone has ever seen in the anime. Chinese BL has characters who were 14 and 30 when they met and happily married. Also FICTION is not life. Literally no one cares. If you’re scared for your saint eyes, do not watch animes, you’re gonna have a heart-attack from what you can see there. Also we’ve seen gayer bromances in animes, who are just bromances, so pls do not shoot anyone if it’s not canon.

So basically I was kinda pissed yersterday, cause fuck them for ruining the tag, but after chatting with my hommies and your ask, I’m okay again, I just have to avoid this fandom and stick to a tight community xD. I just got used to my nice fandoms and forgot for a bit about the precautions you need to take if you’re in one of those. You know. Who make a circus out of lgbt, instead of supporting it, and make other ppl hate being in fandoms.

P.S. sorry for this partially unrelated rant, your messages really always make my heart bloom, so thanks for supporting me, and I know you’re proud of my progress, too <3 and this makes me happy. LY

[wonthingz]

Only for you | jeon wonwoo.

so i was inspired by this going svt episode pLS JUST DONT MIND ME IM WACK

this is just some kind of weird work ive been wanting to write since yesterday since i got iNSPIRED i hope yall will like it uwu

badboy!wonu delinquent!wonu ig okay so this takes place in school. both u and wonwoo are toTALLY COMPLETELY UTTERLY DIFFERENT you're this soft, really pretty popular student,,, u have lots of friends and a large number of ppl at ur school are crushing on u. except for these 5 boys in ur school who everybody labels as the " bad boys. " yet u suddenly have this awkward encounter with one of them: jeon wonwoo.

• okay so u're out with your friends: jun, vernon, seungkwan and chan.

• these 4 are ur mAIN BESTIES yep despite the fact that they are the opposite gender, u've been with these guys since elementary

• vernon has been the one u're extremely close with, he's been there w u through thick and thin

• if u weren't mistaken,,, a couple months ago someone told u that chan has been crushing on you but u decided to shrug that thought off bc what if it was sum bs from someone who hated u or smth

• the 4 of u were heading to school,, the first class you were gonna attend was with this teacher u kinda disliked since middle school since he was extremely attractive and alot of students were crushing on him

• " u should get going,, we don't want mr. hong to start yelling at u or smth " jun spoke up

• jun is rlly quiet most of the time soooo,

• " yeah i should probably get going, i don't want to be late. "

• vernon flashed u a smile,,, u always found him cute

• " alright, take care okay? u have your phone w u anyways so u can always contact us if u need us "

• chan smiled and nodded, aw he's such a baby

• " goodluck noona! "

• you walked out bc u didn't want to be late for mr. hong's class, you knew that he didn't really appreciate tardy students.

• you checked your watch and it wrote 7:56am,, you had 4 mins more til class started

• soOO you started dashing ur way through the hall

• everyone was looking at u like, " what on earth "

• but u didn't really choose to mind them as u were running late

• on ur way there you saw one of those boys from the bad boy squad or whatever

• " huh that's funny it's only about to be 8am " you mumbled to urself hoping he didn't hear so

• that you saw was jihoon

• he's pretty quiet, he doesn't really cause harm to any ppl

• he's really close with that other kid in their group,, seungcheol's his name

• u felt that jihoon mayhaps have only joined their squad or smth bc he and seungcheol were fairly close

• you have always wanted to be close with jihoon since he seemed like the quiet type

• he doesn't have a lot of friends either

• you werE SO LOST IN UR HEAD THAT THE BELL RANG DING DING DING DING DING

• fOCC IT MEANT CLASSES ARE STARTING

• u once again started running through the hallway,,, mayhaps u've tripped a couple times

• you finally entered the classroom, mentally facepalming yourself as everyone stared at u even mr. hong

• " ah, miss y/l/n, i see you're late " u gULPED OK

• " i'm sorry mr. hong. i woke up late earlier and had to run here "

• u quickly walked to your seat, sighing before taking your text book out of ur bag.

• things were sorta different today,,, u kept on thinking that the atmosphere was weird and how u felt as it smth was bound to happen

• " students, i have an announcement to make "

• you turned right away, snapping out of your thoughts as mr. hong spoke up

• focc maybe your thoughts are right

• " a student from class c has been moved here, he's been constantly having poor grades and his professor wanted me to watch over him. "

• yOu JUST WENT SHJSSKLA WHY DOES IT HAVE TO BE OUR RESPONSIBILITY

• yoUR CLASSROOM WAS ALREADY PACKED W A BUNCH OF MESSED UP STUDENTS AND MR. HONG WAS JUST RIGHT ABOUT TO PICK ANOTHER ONE UP

• " welcome, kim mingyu. "

• a rEALLY tall guy stepped in the room, he was wearing a plain black shirt and black pants, casual bleh

• you rolled your eyes since u knew who this guy was

• a kim mingyu,,, he's part of that squad jihoon and seungcheol are in

• though u won't lie,,, he's kinda handsome and hot but ofc u woULD ONLY KEEP THAT TO YOURSELF

• mingyu walked to the seat behind u

• ah great

• he was quiet,,, really quiet

• he didn't say a word throughout the class,, maybe he isn't really feeling well?

• as the bell rang,,, signaling that classes have ended mingyu quickly picked himself up and walked straight out of the classroom

• " thats so weird " you thought

• tho you were really excited for your next class

• it was with mrs. kim and you were somewhat a huge fan of literature

• you grabbed your phone and opened the groupchat you have with chan, vernon, jun and seungkwan

• " im bummed :( "

• right away,, a notification popped up on your phone

• you glanced at it seeing that seungkwan has replied

• " yeah? why? "

• " idk tbh this day just really isnt my day :( "

• you placed your phone back in your pocket and entered the classroom,, it was still kinda early so nobody was in there yet except for these two girls and this guy aka jeON WONWOO who's your seatmate

• you walked to your seat and pulled out a book from your book bag, you decided to read instead

• the silence in your classroom calmed you, your seatmate just had his airpods on and had his back facing you

• you didn't really know much about jeon wonwoo as you only had one class with him

• for the whole school year you two have never really spoken to eachother and it was kinda obvious that he wasn't and still isn't interested in having a conversation with you

• that only made u curious into what kind of person he is

• wonwoo's the type of bad boy who really doesn't choose to harm anybody despite that he knows some of his members pull pranks on others that could lead to them getting hurt

• wonwoo's the kind of bad boy who'll just watch them do so

• he does really really well in your literature class,,, he's one of the top students but nobody really knows him there

• he sucks at math tho ://

• he doesn't really want anybody to know that he's interested in books since he knows he has an image to keep up

• wonwoo hangs by the library after school or during his free time

• he usually sits by the back so nobody would notice, he'd always wear a hoodie and a hat

• his members know about his interest in books and history but don't really like doing it themselves

• wonwoo's closest friends in their gang are soonyoung and mingyu

• whilst reading,, you wanted to highlight some parts of the book that you know would help you in future studying so u grabbed your bag only to realize that u didn't bring your highlighter with you

• yoU FACEPALMED YOURSELF

• " did i really leave it at vernon's house agAIN? " you thought

• you were kinda desperate bc you really wanted to highlight this part or else you'd forget to do so later on

• and if you highlighted with a pen, you knew how shaky your hands are so you'd probably cover up a couple words

• the only person near you was wonwoo and the two other girls in the class were busy on their phones

• so,,, u thought abt this for a couple seconds

• beFORE DECIDING TO ASK WONWOO IF HE HAS A HIGHLIGHTER

• are u dumb

• " i'm so gonna regret this " you thought

• you took a deep breath and tapped wonwoo's shoulder, damn his shoulders are hard and broad,, does he work out

• the guy doesn't turn around

• you frowned and tapped his shoulder again

• he suddenly takes his airpods off and looks at you,, raising an eyebrow,, he had a lollipop in his mouth

• he had a cold expression which made you kinda scared, you don't know alot about him except for the fact that he's in thIS GROUP W A BUNCH OF DELINQUENTS AND HE IS POSSIBLY CAPABLE OF HURTING UR DUMB ASS

• " u-uh do you uh.... have uh,,, a highlighter with you? " you asked, stuttering here and there

• " why are you asking me? " he speaks up, hIS VOICE IS SO LOW WHAT THE FUCJXJSJSJSJ

• you were so confused to why your heart was pounding so fast. you aren't going to lie, he's really attractive

• he has black hair and his skin seemed so smooth and delicate

• " uh, i left mine at my friend's house and i really need to highlight this "

• after a couple seconds, he sighs and rolls his eyes at you, taking a highlighter out of his bag before tossing it to you and your dumb ass almost missed it

• your professor barges in the classroom with a bunch of students following up behind her

• mrs. kim is kinda scary,,, she's very passionate when it comes to teaching so you knew that she only is scary bc she wants her students to learn

• " everybody, open your books to page 78 "

• an hour finally passes by, the class finally ended, the first thing you notice is wonwoo getting up from his seat and walking out the classroom

• you frowned, you didn't know why a part of you wanted to befriend him

• you were placing your pens and books back in your bag only to notice that you haven't returned wonwoo's highlighter

• you took a deep breath, wanting to curse at yourself so badly right now

• " ok you know what this is bs " you mumbled before taking the highlighter and your bag and walking out the classroom

• finally the school day ends, wonwoo's highlighter still lays in your pocket

• you were walking out the classroom with seungkwan since you both have the same class together

• " uh, i have to tell you guys something "

• seungkwan looks at you, raising an eyebrow, " yeah? "

• you were scared

• " let's catch up with the other guys first "

• the 5 of you were at the fountain at the back of your school

• a couple students were there as well so the atmosphere didn't feel so awkward to you

• you looked at your friends, the four of them were just staring at you

• " so??? "

• " uh, i kinda borrowed someone's highlighter "

• " okay? and? "

• " it's wonwoo's. "

• " soo? "

• " i haven't returned it "

• your four friends' eyes have turned to eggs, how could you not have returned jeon wonwoo's highlighter?

• " uh,,, okay then just return it tomorrow " seungkwan suggests which made u shake your head right away

• " i can't do that, what if he kills me because i returned it a day late? "

• " then you can return it to him today, if you'd like " jun answers

• rETURN IT TO HIM NOW?? for christ sakes you don't even know where he is. you didn't see him again after that one class you two have together

• " but i don't even know where he is? "

• " i do, he and his gang hang out behind the school, maybe you can find him there " vernon says, making u feel worse than earlier

• you gulped, what the hell. being around jeon wonwoo terrified you already, what more if you were with the whole gang?

• " are you stupid? they could kill me. "

• " trust me, they won't. i know mingyu a little, he's in my science class. "

• " so? he knows you but not me "

• " trust me, things won't end that bad " vernon reassures you, making you take another deep breath

• " okay let's go "

• the five of you get up and start making your way to the back of the school. the place was dark and you know for a fact that not alot of people go there since alot of said " horrible " things have happened here

• there were rumors that it used to be a cemetery, a gang hangout, an abandoned lot

• it sounded kinda stupid to you but it still didn't stop you from being a little scared about going there

• " we're here. " chan says, scanning the place

• " you two can go ahead. we'll wait here. " jun says, motioning you and vernon to go

• you sighed, clearly not wanting to do this

• you and vernon step in the area, instantly seeing four boys

• mingyu was sitting by a chair, seungcheol was playing with a knife, soonyoung was tossing a ball in the air and jihoon was talking to seungcheol

• " who are you? " seungcheol immediately gets up from his chair and faces you and vernon

• whO THE ACTUSLDHSJS you wanted to scream at him but it scared you even more that you couldn't spot wonwoo in the area

• " i know him. " mingyu says and gets up, pushing seungcheol back slightly

• " hi vernon, do you need anything? " mingyu asks

• you scanned your eyes around the area once again, still no sign of wonwoo

• " this is y/n, she's a good friend of mine and she has something to return to wonwoo, is he here? " vernon asks, motioning you to step forward

• " you have something of wonwoos? " somebody speaks up, a guy with silver hair. you guess that this must be soonyoung

• " uh yeah,, i have his highlighter that i borrowed earlier in class and i forgot to return it to him " your voice was really low, making things hard for the others to hear

• " hm funny " soonyoung scoffs, tossing his ball up in the air once again

• " rude much???? " you thought in your head

• " to answer you, wonwoo isn't here " mingyu says with a calm voice. you liked him better than seungcheol and soonyoung.

• jihoon isn't the type to talk, you noticed him at the back of the area, writing something

• " do you know where he is? " vernon asks, you were extremely thankful for your friend that he's the one talking for you

• " he's probably at the library, that's where that kid spend his free time " seungcheol answers, throwing the knife on to the table

• " okay, thanks so much " you say, instantly pulling vernon away with you

• that kinda jumbled your thoughts tho. wonwoo? at a library? a delinquent at a library??

• maybe he isn't as bad as you think he is

• you sighed. tbh,, you were kinda grateful that wonwoo wasn't there. you didn't know why you'd feel embarrassed returning wonwoo's highlighter in front of his friends

• especially since soonyoung acted that way

• " did it go well? " seungkwan asks but then notices that you still have the highlighter in your hand

• " yeah but wonwoo isn't there. they said he's most likely at the library " you say, fiddling with the highlighter in your hand

• " let's go then "

• the five of you start walking out once again and on your way to the library

• as you entered the area, you instantly tried to spot a guy who looks like wonwoo but you couldn't find anyone

• " he isn't here. i'm gonna be dead tomorrow, he's probably at another library. "

• " this is the local library for sure he's here someone, just keep searching " chan says

• " damn y/n, you sound pretty desperate to find this guy just for a highlighter " seungkwan teases you, you rolled your eyes and playfully smacked his shoulder

• " shut up, i just don't want to end up like dead meat when i face him tomorrow "

• vernon's eyes shifted to the both of you

• " let's just split up " jun suggests, making the rest of the team agree and split up

• you were walking by the back of the library, seungkwan and chan went to the second floor and vernon searched by the front with jun

• you were dragging your hand through the books, feeling some dust get on to your hand but you didn't really mind

• you overhear a page flipping, you instantly turned around and looked but there wasn't really anybody near you

• " huh, strange " you mumbled

• a table by the back of the bookshelves caught your eye, you saw somebody with a bunch of books layed in front of him or her. the person was wearing a hoodie so you couldn't really identify if this person was a man or a woman

• you walked up to them, hoping it was wonwoo as you wanted to get this done with

• " excuse me? " you speak up, slightly walking closer to them

• the person turns around, facing you immediately, his expression was cold and blank and indeed were your wishes granted, it is wonwoo.

• " oh wonwoo hello " you greet him, showing him a slight smile only to get nothing in return

• you wanted to push yourself for being so friendly as this guy wanted nothing to do with you

• " i forgot to return your highlighter earlier i'm sorry here you go " you said, not wanting him to hurt you so you just placed the highlighter on the table

• a couple seconds passed and this guy still wasn't saying a word which kinda angered you

• " uh, okay? so i'll get going then. "

• you turned around, about to literally turn left from the shelf until:

• " how'd you find me? "

• you stopped immediately and slowly turned to him again, you were scared.

• " h-huh? uh, i uh... went over behind the school and your friends told me that you'll probably be here "

• the guy shakes his head in annoyance, you weren't sure why he did so

• he turns around and faces his books again, " okay. thanks. " he says with a low voice

• you just nodded despite the fact that you knew he wouldn't be able to hear you and then rushed out of the area

• you come across jun as you stepped out

• " oh did you find him? "

• you nodded, jun smiled and called over vernon, seungkwan and chan

• " did he hurt you? " vernon asked, looking at you incase you were hurt

• you shook your head, " no he didn't. "

• " that's good, let's get going "

• but what you didn't know was that

• after you and your friends left, wonwoo picked up his stuff and left the library as well

• he directly went to the back of the school

• it furiated him that his friends just blatantly told her that he was in a library

• he had an image and for some reason he wanted to keep it up

• wonwoo's very shy and introverted and before joining that group he's in, he made a plan that if people were afraid of him, nobody would come talk to him which would work under his honor as he doesn't like talking to people

• wonwoo instantly enters the area, looking at the boys who were playing darts and some were just casually talking

• " who told her i was at the library? "

• the four boys' heads turned right when wonwoo spoke. his voice was deep and kinda intimidating so it startled some of the guys

• " seungcheol said so " mingyu says, placing the darts down on the table

• wonwoo rolled his eyes and fixed his glasses

• " why did you? "

• " because they were asking where you were? "

• " you could've just said you didn't know? i have an image i want to keep up. what would people think about a delinquent who spends his time at the library? "

• " the girl had something that belonged to you and knowing you as a person, you fuss up if you can't find your things so obviously i had to tell her "

• " don't blame him, wonwoo. he has his reasons. " jihoon says, throwing the darts

• " people won't be scared of me anymore "

• " wonwoo, i didn't let you in this gang just for people to be scared of you " seungcheol says, a hint of disappointment in his voice

• " i'm going home " wonwoo says, dragging his things with him

• with u and the four boys

• " are you sure you're okay going on from here? " vernon asks you

• chan and jun had plans to go skating after school and vernon and seungkwan wanted to tag along. they invited you but you were tired and refused to go

• " i can walk you home " vernon says again

• " nono, i'm okay, enjoy okay? " you say, smiling at them.

• chan bids you a goodbye as well as jun and seungkwan as they make their way to the park to skate

• " call me when you need me, okay? " vernon tells you before pecking your forehead, leaving with the other guys

• you turned around and made your way home. you house was actually a little far from the school and that is why vernon and the rest of the guys walk you home everyday

• it didn't leave your mind tho. why was wonwoo at a library? not that he shouldn't be but isn't he scary and a deliquent? you don't really hear deliquents hanging out at libraries much

• you hear somebody walking behind you, you were kinda scared so you clutched your bag tightly

• you wanted to take a peek on who it is so you looked back a little to see wonwoo again

• " what the hell? " you thought, " is this guy following me? "

• " wonwoo? " you spoke up, instantly looking forward again. you didn't mean to say anything

• whAT THE HELL WHY DID U SAY SMTH

• " oh uh hi " he says, walking a little faster than before

• " you okay? " you asked him, he just nods

• but you knew for yourself that he isn't okay,,, it was obvious

• " hey if you ever need someone,, i'm here for you "

• that made wonwoo stop in his tracks and face you once again, putting down his hood

• " why are you suddenly talking to me? i didn't even know you like yesterday " he asks

• " u-uh what? "

• " why are you being all nice to me? aren't you scared of me? "

• " truthfully,, i kinda am. but i don't want to think that you're just a bad person. the school year's almost ending and we both haven't spoken a word to eachother "

• " so? you don't have to talk to me "

• " but i want to "

• the guy went silent for a while and you kinda did too

• you wanted to punch yourself so bad for being so upfront,, yOU WERE EMBARRASSING YOURSELF

• " okay, thanks i guess " he says and continues making his way home

• you felt kind wtf like u just wanted to befriend thie guy yet hes making it such a huge deal so you left as well

pt 2 will be posted soon mwah <3

[mother-snake]

I FOUND FREE TIME!! Sorry if this one is a bit rushed Jessie!!

Italics are memories

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The first thing a yellow side notices is that his head feels like its being split open. The second thing is that he's laying on a very soft couch. And the third? The third is that he doesn't remember anything.

He makes a slight noise of discontent before opening his eyes, only to have five people swarm him. Talking to him very fast and keep trying to touch him. He tries to curl up only to be unable to move.

One by one the colourful people back away only a dark blue person stayed by him. His lips keep moving but it all sounds like its underwater. Only to clear.

"-us, Janus! Can you hear us?"

His voice is raspy but he manages to respond, "Who's Janus?"

The people seemed to not like that answer, he didn't know why but making someone upset makes him feel like he's in danger, the indigo side didn't react that much.

"You are Janus, that is your name. Do you remember us?"

Janus shook his head.

"Well, I am Logan, Thomas's logic. The red side is Roman, one half of creativity. Green is Remus, the second half of creativity. The purple one is Virgil, he represents anxiety. And the light blue side is Patton. Thomas's morality.

Janus seemed to be taking the information in. Thinking about that one name he said... What was it? Timothy? Tobias? Travis?

"Do you remember Thomas?"

Janus had to stop and think. Thomas... Thomas was their centre. I'm one of his sides. Janus nodded

Logan handed Janus a glass of water, helping him take careful sips. The water felt like heaven, it was cool and soothing. But the heaven was gone soon enough.

"Do you remember your function?"

He squeezed his eyes shut trying to remember. "Deception?.....Or was it self preservation? I- I can't remember."

Logan had a small smile on his lips. "You are correct, your title is Deceit and your function is Self Preservation."

"Deceit... Isn't lying bad? Am I bad? Why does my head hurt?" Janus didn't notice the looks of pain on the others faces because they put those thoughts there.

Logan's smile disappeared. "No, you are not a bad side. You work for the good of Thomas. Why would you think that?"

"Because they told me so."

"Who?"

"..... I don't remember... They wore a lot of black."

"Do you mean the Dark Sides?"

A sharp gasp came from the yellow side. Blood, there is so much blood. Its my blood. Screaming. No, not screaming. Yelling. I'm running, the hallway is dark, the rug keeps triping me, my door lock is broken, I'm hiding... I can feel my breath.... The door to my room is open. Orange. I scream.

Janus is still screaming, he's trying to run but something is holding him down, he can feel someones breath. "Let me go! Please I'll do what you want!" he feels a slight sting in his arm before his eyes get blurry. The voices in the background get farther away as he feels himself involuntarily relax and fall back asleep.

Logan pulls the needle away as Roman, Remus and Virgil all let go of the sleeping side. Worry is blinding them as all of them walk into the kitchen to talk.

"The NopeRope doesn't remember anything. What do we do here?" Roman kept messing with his sash.

"His memory seems to come back with certain prompts or questions. However it seems to have a bad reaction-"

"A bad reaction? A BAD REACTION?? Logan, he was screaming for help while repeating the word no! That is more then JUST a bad reaction!!

Logan sighed, "Virgil, I know that you're worried about him but he does need to get his memory back."

"Does he?"

Everyone was now staring at Patton.

"I mean well, if he doesn't remember what the others put him through and what we put him through maybe he would be happier? He just looks to peaceful while he's asleep that I've never seen him have before."

"He will most likely remember anyway when he sees the scars, we can not hide this from him forever."

The kitchen was now an awkward silence. Until Remus broke it.

"How long till he wakes up, nerd?"

"Should be around 3 hou-"

"He'll be awake in five"

"What? Why five?"

"He's smaller then normal, plus he's not a full grown side yet, so-"

"What?" Patton didin't seem happy knowing that info.

Remus shugged, "he popped up in the gray when Thomas was ten, followed virgil around like a lost puppy next to a railroad. He just grew fangs a few months ago! I don't think they have venom though, bit of a shame. Everything is better with venom.-"

"Remus, getting off track here. Janus is the youngest?"

Remus nodded enthusiastically. "Yep" poping the P, "he was a cute little baby snake! Loved strawberries! The other three didn't like him very much though."

Patton was pressing his palms to his eye sockets. "they burned, beat and tried to kill a child?"

Remus nodded and looked to the ground.

The sides split up to go a few things before Janus woke up again.

When Janus opened his eyes all he could smell was strawberries. A song played in the background. He felt stronger and managed to sit up. He looked on the TV to see a frog singing the loveliest lies of them all.

"Vee! Vee!" Boucing up and down. "Can we watch Over The Garden Wall?" Virgil looked over at the shorter side. "You just watched it yesterday, short stack" even though the yellow side was 15 he still bounced and gave Virgil the puppy dog eyes. Virgil sighed, "Fine. Bring up the episode." trying and failing to sound annoyed. The smaller side smiled even wider.

"Vee?" Janus mumbled under his breathe the name. The side in the memory looked similar to...What was his name? VIRGIL! That was it! Was Vee Virgil? The snake zoned out in his thoughts and the song from the frog. Only to be brought out of it when a light blue side stood in front if him.

"Patton? That was your name right?"

"Yep! You got it in one mr scales!" Patton seemed nice, wait. Scales?

Get out of here you slimy boi! reptilian rapscallion! Snake! Evil! Villian! You are no good for Thomas! Just leave! Leave! LEAVE! LEAVE!

Janus lifted his hand and touched the left side of his face. Smooth scales greeted his hand and old burnt skin next to his eye. Tears started to leak for a reason he couldn't pin point. Continuously touching the scales, stoking over the sharp bottom of scales. Sooner then he thought someone was sitting next to him.

Patton sat next to him and was counting numbers.

1 2 3 4. 1 2 3 4 5 6 7. 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8

Janus didn't know what the numbers where but he followed along anyway.

Soon he could smell the strawberries again. He likes strawberries right? Janus thinks he likes strawberries. When he looks up, Patton gives him a hug. Wincing when his arms touch something on his back.

More and more time passes. With each memory things get clearer. Janus still doesn't know why he can't remember anything. Until another memory happens.

"WILL YOU PLEASE JUST SHUT UP?" " No! Roman I want to apologize! I'm sorry I compared you to your brother! I'm sorry I manipulated you at the courtroom! I'm sorry I sent Remus to deal with my problems! You don't have to forgive me but ay least listen to me!" Roman growls "FUCK OFF!!" And suddenly, he is back at the dark household.

He needs to get out before the others find him. Who knows what they would do to h- "Ohhh Deceit! So lovely for you to stop by~" Too late.

He runs to his room, tripping on the carpet. The lock is broken. He hides in the closet. Wrath finds him. He's dragged to the dark side commons and chained to a wall for days to become the personal punching bad. Apathy set him on fire, Wrath beat him up and Depression.... Depression did something to his head. He was thrown into the gray after depression had his fun. Then he blacked out

Janus doesn't want to leave his room. He's being punished for wanting to apologize. That seems like bullshit to him.

Weeks pass. People keep knocking on his door, they say that they're worried. What a bunch of liars.

After a month, the sides make Thomas take them inside if the bedroom. After a bit of convincing, Janus tells them everything.

And much to his surprise. They are livid.

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Beep boop. Thingy done! I hope this thing made sense! Brain is broken atm. This one was inspired by Once Upon a December from Anastasia.

This turned out a lot more fluffy then I originally thought.... Hope ya like it! I need to go write a poem now ❤💛❤

protcetive sides alert! yeah! may i say that this is some quality content? im running out of things to say wihout repeating myself but they are all just so amazing and normaly leave me with energy to write stuff. (sorry im responding to these now, i was asleep when i got them last night and consumed by school fr the past few hours...)

[dxrksong]

Shattered Glass chapter 4

Y/N meets some familiar faces and spends some time with some old friends

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Morning came and you woke up with a yawn, honestly having a better night of sleep than last time. 

You sat up and paused once you saw the Jims passed out on your floor

Y/N: Jims? What are you doing here?

You got up, kneeling by them and proceeding to shake them awake

Y/M: Jiiiim!

CameraJim: noooo. I don't wanna get up!

Y/N: well too bad, you're in MY room on the floor so get up!

CameraJim moved to yawn before both of the Jims realized what was going on and hopped up onto their feet

MicJim: A-Apologizes MirrorJim!! We ran in here to hide from StaticJim and ended up falling asleep!

Well that explains SOME things

Y/N: wait running from Dark? What did you do?

The Jims looked at each other

CameraJim: Just told StaticJim where Jims found MirrorJim.

Y/N: oh geez…...did they corner you?

CameraJim nodded as MicJim lowered his head

MicJim: sorry MirrorJim, we couldn't stay quiet for long. 

You sighed and smiled slightly

Y/N: it's ok. I suppose they'd find out eventually. 

Doesn't make your life easier though. After your little episode yesterday, you wouldn't be surprised if everyone would start acting strangely around you now.

Y/N: don't suppose you two'd wanna-

A knock on the door interrupted you. The Jims froze as you turned to face the door. 

Y/N: who is it?

Wil: It's just me, can I come in?

Wil said, already opening the door and walking in

Y/N: well I can't say so since you knocke-

Wil: GREAT!!! WE'RE GOING ON AN ADVENTURE!!!

Wil said, grabbing you with one arm and the Jims on the other

CameraJim: Oooooo!! An adventure! 

MicJim: where to PinkJim? 

Wil: to the town!! I have some errands to run and I thought who else but my favorite partners in crime to come with?!

You shrugged 

Y/N: better than staying here!

Honestly you'd take any chance to avoid the others at the moment. 

Especially Mark. 

The twins cheered, CameraJim saying something about a real treat before the next thing you knew, Wil had warped you all in front of a diner

Wil: but first, breakfast! I know you three haven't eaten yet and that's a big no no when going on errands! 

You looked up at the place's sign. It looked to be a normal family run diner. The four of you entered the diner, some people giving you and your friends weird looks but no one seemed bothered as you all sat down. 

Wil and MicJim were sitting in front of you as you sat next to CameraJim, his camera still filming even though nothing was happening. 

You looked over the menu and when the waitress cane by you all gave your orders, Wil's of course going overboard. You watched the poor waitress leave before turning back to your friend's. 

Y/N: so what kind of errands are we running? 

Wil: hmm well.

Wilford brought out an old broken pocket watch

Wil: we still got a few hours after this! How about we go on a joy ride in the town?!

You stared a glance with the Jims before the three of you broke out in excited cheering. This answered nothing.

But Might as well right?

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As you and your friends were leaving the diner, the Jims paying for the breakfast shockingly, you couldn't help but ask

Y/N: s-so. About last night…...i-is anyone-

Wil: oh yeah!! You completely missed the announcement!! We're supposed to be getting new ego's today! Oh Mark dropped the bomb on us this time, we almost panicked until Mark said they'd be coming in with their own rooms set up for them! 

You looked at Wil bewilderedly 

Y/N: wonder what that mean?

CameraJim: maybe they're bringing fully furnished rooms with them?

MicJim: or they're going to MAKE their own rooms?

Wil: well whatever it is, at least I'm not on decoration duty again! I was banned from doing so after the first time!! 

That honestly didn't surprise you as you laughed. 

Y/N: alright, since I'm planning on avoiding the manor for a while, why don't we go to the mall?!

CameraJim: THE MALL?!

MicJim: THE MALL?!

CameraJim: we've never been to the mall before!! 

Y/N: gee, I wonder why. 

That came out more sarcastic than you meant it to.

Wil: Dark told us to stay away?

Y/N: sounds about right! Let's go anyway!

CameraJim: won't we get in trouble? 

Y/N: well then, if you're too scared I'll just go by myself-

Wil: BLASPHEMY!! 

you had started walking away from the group when all of a sudden Wil was suddenly beside you, wrapping his arm around you.

Wil: No man gets left behind, even if said man WANTS to be left behind!! 

Jims: YEAH!!!

and that's how you managed to wonder into a mall with two reporters and a mentally unstable man at your side. 

You four actually ended up waiting time until around noon, you buying some things that caught your eye as the Jims distracted themselves with some of the jewelry stores and Wil with asking people random questions.

You were in the food court when things started to go down. You had grabbed a smoothie when you heard shouting down the shopping way and you looked to see Wil was being forced out of the mall by a couple of cops. 

At the same time more shouting broke out as the Jims were being more or less tossed out another store. 

You sighed, guess it's time to leave the mall. Smoothie in one hand, you grabbed both of the Jim's collars with the other before starting to drag them outside the mall as Wil was being forced out not too far behind you three. 

Once outside you spotted a black car waiting outside the doors with a familiar driver. 

Dark….of course. 

Not really questioning it, you and the Jims got in the car, Wil following suit, having warped into the car and leaving the cops confused and shocked before the car sped away. 

The silence along the way home was deafening and the longer you sat in it, the less you liked it. You could handle yelling, screaming even for breaking a rule like this. But the silence…..it was a thousand times worse than any shouting matches. Not even Dark's aura made any noise.

It was as if the silence ate you alive

Someone…..say something 

Someone

SOMEONE

LET ME OUT!!!

Y/N: ……….You're….mad at us...right? 

You're mad at ME right?

Dark looked into the rear view mirror and sighed.

Dark: originally. I would be. But after the disaster last night and the whole "new egos" situation going on right now. I can't say I was surprised to find you didn't show up for breakfast. 

CameraJim: so does that mean Jims are off the hook?

Dark: not entirely…..but yes. Just this once! 

You sighed. That was a small relief off your mind. Dark seemed stressed as hell and the others seemed tense. 

Well except for Wil, who seems to have busied himself with snooping through the things you had gotten while shopping. 

Wil suddenly lifted his head out of the bags, a pair of rose tinted, pink flamingo framed sunglasses in his hands. 

Wil: now where on earth did you find this?! 

He said, putting them on. You rolled your eyes playfully

Y/N: in one of those teenager stores, the one with pretty much everything.

CameraJim: you mean the one we were in?

Y/N: yeah, that one! 

To be truthfully honest you mostly got clothes for yourself, wanting to expand your wardrobe. But you also got some things for most of the ego's, the sunglasses being one of them. 

As you pulled up to the manor, you didn't see anything different like you expected. They just be too busy with decorating the inside. 

Dark: the new ego's will be here around dinner time. And as much as I'd hate asking, I'd like your help with setting things up.

All you did was nod and The first thing you did was head to your room to drop off your stuff before coming back downstairs to try and see what you could do to help. 

At first it seemed everyone was busy and needed no help. Until you spotted Mark. 

Oh of freaking course!

He seemed to be struggling with some of the streamers and you sighed internally as you went over and easily set them up. 

Mark: thanks! Oh! Y/N! I-I-I-

Y/N: before you start acting like nothing had happened I'd like to make a point across. 

You turned to face Mark who suddenly quieted down, nodding in a motion for you to continue. 

Y/N: I don't like you, like at all. In fact I can hardly trust you to do anything without making a disaster out of it. The same could be said for Dark. HOWEVER. 

You turned and looked to see Dark organizing the ego's and helping around the set up, Mark following your gaze

Y/N: unlike a certain somebody that has yet to do so, he had the decency to apologize to my face, weither he meant it or not. 

You looked back to Mark who seemed to catch on what you were saying. 

Mark: y-you're right. I'm so sorry Y/N! Please, believe me when I say I didn't mean to drag you down this rabbit hole along with the rest of us. 

Y/N: doesn't excuse what you did. But, I appreciate the apology. I still don't want to be left alone with you, but it's a start. 

Mark: I'm…….flattered?

Y/N: don't let your head get too big. 

You finished with the streamers and turned to walk away. It's a bit of a shame that you had to spell it out for him. 

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Part 1

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Episode 14: Connections

I woke up to find myself alone in the room. No Audrey in sight. Last night had been a strange one. I hadn't seen her most the day yesterday and got caught in a monster of a rainstorm, but yet all I got was the cold shoulder from her that night. She barely spoke to me. Just a bunch one-word responses. What gives? I know Audrey. Well, I know her well enough to know when she's mad at me. Had I done something wrong?

I got up feeling as stiff as a board. The chair I had used for sleeping was doing a number on my back. I stretched, took a long look out the window at the now sunny day, and made my way out into the hallway. There I found Tao and DJ goofing off. They look to be having a sword battle or something. I looked over at DJ who had a broom handle waving it around like a knight and then I looked over at Tao. I nearly choked. There he stood holding Audrey's sword in both hands waving it around making lightsaber noises.

"Boy! Are you crazy? Give me that!" I yelled storming over to him. "That Audrey's sword!"

Tao froze and smiled backing away from me. He stuttered, "I...I was just playing with it."

"No, shit! Give it to me!"

I grabbed it from him taking the hilt in my hand and stored it back in the room. Tao looked mortified turning bright red and DJ came over equally embarrassed.

"Man, we were just borrowing it," he said. "We're sorry."

"Yeah. We're sorry."

"To be honest with you it was Tao's idea."

"What? No way. It was..."

"Shut up both of you!" I snarled. They both jumped. I softened my tone. "I don't care who's idea it was. Audrey would flip if she saw you and it's certainly not something to play with. Someone could get hurt with this thing. Just don't do it again."

They both nodded and Lin appeared coming out a room to our left. She stared at the three of us curiously. Then zeroed in on Tao. She frowned. "What did you do?"

"Uh...um..."

"Nothing. He did nothing. Everything's ok," I said smirking at him.

"Are you sure?"

"Yep. I did nothing," he said laughing nervously.

"Well, you don't mind coming with me then," she said frowning. She grabbed hold of his shirt and dragged him down the stairs. Tao pleading innocence with every step.

"I said I did nothing."

"Yeah right!"

Hey. You’ve seen Audrey?" I yelled down to her as she reached the last step.

"Yeah. Grace's room," she hollered back. She disappeared into the dining room with her brother in tow.

"Grace's room right here," DJ said pointing at the door Lin had just came out of.

I patted DJ on the back as he remained in the hallway as if waiting around for something. I knocked on the door and it suddenly swung open. There stood Mr. Jones. He smiled sensing someone presence.

"Well, hello. Good morning," he said beaming.

"Hey there. Good morning."

"Ah, Vince. How are you? Quite a storm last night."

I rolled my eyes. "Yeah, tell me about it."

"Hopefully we'll have the lights on for dinner tonight."

"Dinner?"

"Yes, dinner to celebrate your arrival here. We did it for Matthew and his people. It's only right we do it for you and Audrey."

"That's nice of you, but..."

"Don't worry. You won't even have to lift a finger. Everything should be ready for tonight. Well, as soon as DJ gets the generator back on."

"Ok ok, old man. I heard you the first time", I heard DJ shout behind me. He then mumbled, "God, I swear he's faking it sometimes."

"I heard that young man."

"Vince. Meet me downstairs", his grandson then said grinning at me. He stopped at the top of the stairs. "We'll be waiting for you."

"For what?"

"Well, I think I'll go relax in my room, Mr. Martez. Hopefully, breakfast is tolerable today," Jones said heading down the hall. "Oh and find something nice to wear tonight. I'm sure there's some clothes left over from when my son stayed here in the room you're occupying now. Take a look."

He went into his room closing the door behind him and a few seconds later jazz music could be heard playing.

"Hi there sweetie," I heard a woman say.

I turned my attention back to the room that was now wide open. I looked over to see what I assumed was Grace. She stood over Audrey doing her hair. As Grace brushed it, she flinched with every stroke.

I chuckled. "Be careful. Don't want any more of her brains falling out."

She turned her head meeting my eyes and a small smile spread across her face, but she went back to ignoring me. Not even greeting me.

I shrugged. "Well, I'll catch y'all later."

I closed the door to and a small sigh escaped my lips. I promptly headed downstairs and went into the kitchen. There I found DJ, Matthew, and Nathan. The brothers sat at the kitchen table. DJ stood by drinking something. I glanced over to see a plate of pancakes.

"I made them," DJ boasted watching me. "Help yourself."

Nathan smirked. "Hopefully, your dinner is as good as your breakfast."

"It will be."

I scoffed. "What we having pancakes again or some stale crackers?

"No. Pot roast."

"You kidding right?"

"Nah."

I stared at him as if he was crazy. "Where do you find food like this?"

"I have my connections."

"Connections that can get us gas and more supplies," Matthew added. "If we can do that much, we won't even have to hear Wade's whining about us not getting any yesterday."

"Wait. Connections? What kind of connections?"

"Let's just say they are people I know. People willing to trade. Items. Information." DJ said cutting his eye at me.

"Don't worry he won't tell us either," Nate whined.

"They're very private people and they would like to remain that way!"

"Fine, but what type of shit do you trade for a fucking smorgasbord?"

"The question is what do we need to trade for gas?" Matthew inquired furrowing his brow. "Did they say?"

"Yeah and that's the problem. They want metal. Lots of it."

"Like scrap metal?" I asked. "For what?"

"For armor and for building. That's all they said."

"How big is this community?"

"Do you really think I'm going to tell you that?"

"Oh, right. They're mysterious and shit", I scoffed sitting next to Nate. "Well, it looks like we're going end up in a junkyard anyway. Thought it would be for my car, but I guess that's my fucking luck."

"You're a ball of sunshine aren't you?" Nate jested.

"What?"

"Nevermind."

"Still doesn't explain the food."

"I told them about Jade and the possibility of her having a group. Told them they may pose a threat," DJ said putting his cup in the sink. "I also called in a favor."

"So they owe you?"

"Maybe. Let's just say it's a story for another time," DJ said winking. "Now, I'm pretty sure Madison be walking in soon. She's already really suspicious."

"Yeah, I wonder why," I said sarcastically glaring at Matthew.

He rolled his eyes. "I'm going to tell her. Just not now. If I tell her now, she'll just freak out and dinner will be canceled. We need this. This peace. This normalcy."

"Wait. How long have you been planning this dinner?"

"Since yesterday morning. Before we left for the gas station. Why?"

"Is this dinner shit the reason why you won't tell her?"

DJ groaned. "I'm going to check on the generator and get it going again. I'll be back."

"Take me with you!" Nathan exclaimed jokingly.

Aaron then stormed into the room staring daggers at Nathan. He scowled, "Where's my letter, Parker?! You promised!"

"Seriously, take me with you," he shrilled. "I'm coming!"

"Parker!!!!"

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The next episode is going reveal some stuff and will probably be hard to take shots for. Everyone is going to be in it. Most likely to be called “The Dinner.” Vince will also be narrating again as it’s sort of called for. ;)

[rip-a-dip-dip-you-potato-chip]

will this be a legit tumblr fic series? no, absolutely not I just felt like writing something. Everything else will be bullet points since I can knock out like, two to three seasons in one go.

Shannon (Shan) Maywether.

Oc introduction P1

This takes place in between season 1 episodes 10 and 11 in like a mini sode I like to call "Eye of Unfairness" its a play off the fact Shan means unfortunate and unfair in Scottish (something I recently learned)

Also feel free to change out Shannon's/Shans name for your OC if you want to! I don't mind! Keep in mind this fic was made with Shannon's personality and physical condition in mind. I also wouldn't mind feed back!

Third person POV

A day had passed since the reveal of the green ninja. It was a surprise to learn that Lloyd, a kid, was the supposed chosen one. It was shock to, well everyone on board the Bounty.

It was Wednesday, so Shannon was tasked with cooking for the day. She stood, cutting vegetables for the side dish she was wiping up alongside the English breakfast she had made. Her mind was filled with ‘what if's’. As an older sister to 10 younger brothers, 4 of which that happen to be around Lloyd’s age it was startling for her. There was no telling when the 'Final Battle' will take place and what would happen during it, took the focus from the sharp edge of the blade she was holding.

"ow, damn it-" dropping the knife on the cutting board as she cursed. Bringing the cut wound to her lips she sucked on it as she searched for the bandages they kept in the kitchen just incase if kind of thing happened.

After finding bandages and bandaging the cut Shannon finished fixing up the salad. Just as she set the freshly tossed salad on the table the other residents of the ship walked in.

"Morning Shannon" "Mornin' Zane"

The other ninja mumbled a good morning as well as they took their set's at the table and began eating the breakfast prepared.

"Hay Shannon what happened to your hand?" Lloyd asked looking at the older girls hand.

"Oh, accidently cut myself." She replied placing her coffee cup down looking over at the small blonde. She ruffled his hair earning a ‘stop it’ from the boy, and chuckled at how messy his hair was now. 

The rest of breakfast went without much problem seeing as how everyone was still riding down from the adrenaline that was yesterday. It all seemed peaceful still Garmadon walked in.

Shannon's POV

Garm walked in, late as usual. And as usual we where all kinda put off with what he was eating. Dark matter grubs I think there called? Never payed much attention to this sorta thing really. I just can't get the truth we uncovered yesterday. Lloyd being the green ninja. Its going to hard for him I can tell.

Letting out an tried sigh I got up with my now empty plate and made my way over to the sink.

"Shannon, the Bounty is landing in a bit. You wanna come run groceries with me?" Nya asked as I passed her.

"Uhh, sure just tell me when you're planning on leaving." "You got it!"

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Third person POV

As stated by Nya the Bounty had landed not long after they finished washing the dishes. The boys were outside training. Shannon seated cross-legged on the steps just watching with Wu. Garmadon had disappeared back into the ship, probably his room for the time being. Lloyd was hanging around the place too, inside reading. And Nya was getting ready to head out.

It wouldn't be for another 10 minutes till Garmadon emerged from where ever he was.

And unfortunately for everyone he was at the steps of the ship leading to where the ninja were training, and felt like causing some chaos.

Now it's not the man's fault, he has the venom of an equally evil snake brooding in his veins.

He knew he couldn't mess with the ninja, it was like a principle thing seeing as how they where tolerating his presence on the ship. Wu literally came to what might have been hell to most folks and brought him back to Ninjago to save his son. Nyas off limits, and as much as he wants to, his son, Lloyd is probably still shaken from not just the green ninja thing, but the snakes as well.

Which left Shannon.

The young lady had made it clear since there first interaction, that she held nothing against the dark lord. In fact she even played along with his bullshit if she felt like it. Best part, she can hold her own too. She may not train with the boys often but she knows spinjitzu, and has proven to be a good fighter, Shans just lax and a go with the flow kind of person.

With that in mind, he decided to make a comment.

"Not going to change?"

"What's wrong with what I'm wearing?" Shannon questioned, she didn't bother to look at him, as she took a swig from her tea that Wu had generously offered.

"With the amount of purple you wear you might get mistaken for a snake"

"Phff, at least I don't look like a took a bath in tar"

With that, a swift yet not powerful smack to the back of the teens head was earned. It was supposed to be playful, harmless but as the force of the hit passed through the youngers head, the sound of heavy glass hitting wood made itself known. This caused the boys to stop and turn there attention back over to the steps on the deck. As Shannon looked up, it became evidently clear she was missing her right eye.

Panic ensues.

Jay, Cole, Kai, and Zane screamed at the fact there friends eye was now just gone. Garmadons just standing there questioning if he put more power than he initially thought he did. Wu went wide eyes as he stared at the girl next to him, seeing small streams of blood leak out the now empty eye socket. Lloyd and Nya came running out to only to scream themselves.

With a sigh Shannon picked up her Eye and monical that had fallen.

"Guys, chill out!" She yelled.

"CHILL OUT! SHAN YOU EYE FEEL OUT OF YOUR HEAD" the Blue ninja yelled. Pointing at the eye in the Burnetts hand.

"Its a glass eye bolts for brain's" Shan retorted.

"Glass eye?" Cole repeated.

"Yes, a glass eye! Why did you think I wore a monocle instead of regular glasses? Sure I can't see jack with my right eye but it acts as a shield of sorts!"

"I-im so sorry, are you okay Shannon?" Garmadon asked.

"Ya, im fine" she answered.

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After that everyone had gone inside. Zane grabbed the medical kit to disinfect and put a temporary patch over Shannon's eye. Garmadon had taken the glass eye and with the recommended disinfectant Shannon just so happen to have on her, put the bloody thing in a black glass cup filled with warm water and the disinfectant liquid mixture, to clean it. He may be the bad guy, but he's never really hurt anyone to the point they lose something like an eye.

Once done he gave the glass to Shannon who was now sitting in the armchair.

"So, umm how'd you uh- you know lose you eye?" Kai asked weirly, he feared there might be some sort of trauma along with it and didn't want to trigger it.

"You don't have to tell us!" Nya quickly added.

"Na its fine" Shannon said as she waved off there concerns.

"I was about seven when it happened. Home invasion. The guy had a gun. I had heard sound from downstairs and curiosity got the best of me. I think your all smart enough to piece together what happened next" she said. Everyone kinda relied back at the mear mental image.

"Yikes" Jay, shivered at the thought of it.

"I mean it’s not all that bad I guess. Altho I didn't have a say in whether or not I got a fake eye"

"What do you mean you didn't get a say in it?"

"It’s exactly as I say it is. When I woke up my depth perception was crap, but I had both my eyes. It wasn't until the doctor told me my parents were admit about me having one"

"So are, you like going to be ok or?"

"I'll be fine green bean, if anything this was a good thing, means I need a new one. Thankfully I shot my brother text about one lot long ago." Shannon said dismissively

"Brother?" Wu questioned.

"Okay, Nya you ready to got out?"

"Ya but it can wait-" "I'm good, I swear Nya lets go" the older girl instead as she got up and dragged Nya out the ship for their planned outing. (She put the glass with the eye in the table as they left)

"Well that was, concerning" Cole said as the two girls disappeared.

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It was around midday the girls were not back yet. Jay was still unnerved by the eye in the cup being in such an open area, moved it over to the kitchen counter. Training was cut short because of the incident. Wu taking into account not just the mental impact of one of his charges eyes popping up in front of them, but the buildup of stuff they'd been having to deal with since his absence. Besides when the girls get back they all need to talk of a plan to get the Fang Blades back from the Serpentine before they can awaken the Devourer. 

Wu and his brother where out front on the deck talking, it felt like forever to the two of them since they last spoke in such good terms. The guys (pluss Lloyd) where inside playing video games as a pass time. It wasn't long after when the sound of a car, a taxi, could be heard coming there way. As the taxi came to a stop the guys had logged off there game and stepped out to grate the return of the only two females on their team. 

But instead of the raven and green tipped brunette haired, a blond tipped brunette boy stepped out the vehicle (not before paying of course) and made his way over to the Bounty. 

“umm, dumb question since there aren't many flying ships around, but is this the Destiny's Bounty?” The Boy asked as he neared the ship. upon closer inspection the boy was wearing a leather jacket with a white under shirt, and jeans with a pair of black converse. He had a mailman bag slung over his shoulder. 

“ya it is, what bring you all the way out here though?” Cole answered as he crossed his arms. attempting to look menacing which seemed to be working.   

“uh, I came to drop something off for my sister, Shannon?” The boy answered.

“Shannon, as in the monocle waring Shan?” Jay asked 

“yes! that one!” 

“Cool, Cool... wanna climb on board?” Kai asked him.

“Would I!” The boy, Shannon’s brother made is way up on the Bounty.

“By the way, what you name” Zane asked as the brunet dorded.

“Shane, Shane Maywather and might I say it’s a pleasure to meet the guys my sister has been staying with after all this time.” He, Shane replied.

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“wait, so let me get this straight” Cole stood with his hands on his head, clearly confused by what was said. 

Its been about an hour since Shane was let on borde and the guy could see why his sister liked it here so much.  

“there are 10 of you? including Shane makes 11″ Cole sated. Shane just nodded as he let the earth ninja racape what Shane had told them. Wu and Garmadon where in the kitchen intently listening to the conversation they were having.  

“yup, Shan and I are the oldest, there where are the quads; Jason, Mayson, Tyson, Carson.” He started again listing his younger siblings.

“Then the triplets; Asher, Carter and Xavier. Then the last set of twins; Franklyn and Merlyn” Shane finished. 

“No wonder Shannon can deal with us so well” Jay said looking astonished.

“ya she had to deal with 9 younger brothers and one older one” Kai remarked. Shane snickered before correcting him.

“Shannon is the oldest, in fact despite us being twins, she’s technically a year older than me.” 

“But isn't being twins, like two people being born on the same day?” Zane inquired.

“True, but you see, my mom had Shannon on december 31st 1995, at around 11:55pm, I then happened on january 1st 1996 at 00:02am in the morning” Shane explained.

“dude” Jay commented. Shane laghed.

“yup,Shannons the ‘big sister’ of the house” He said glancing about.  

“i'm surprised though, i though Shannon would have at least mentioned something about you guys to us” Lloyd pipped in. He enjoyed Shannons company she made him feel welcome. And when she caught him setting up the prank for Kai as his uncle had asked him to, she gave him some pointers on how to eviscerate Kai’s high score. Even took some pressure off him as she stayed in the room in anticipation for the fire ninja so they wouldn't get too suspicious. To learn Shan had several younger brothers, like Jay commented, meade scene in how she was not only dealt with them but was able to deal with his father so well.

“Honestly,it's do be expected. Because Shannons the oldest our parents are hard on her... We come from a fairly well of family to the point where money is more or less a play thing to our folks” Shane started, the ninja(pluss Loyd)went wide eyed.

“so you're saying you guys are rich?” Jay asked dumbfounded. Shane fidgeted with his fingers.

“Y-Ya pretty much. But Shannon, and our parents, they... They don't get along at all. For all i can remember, the only time i've ever had with Shan was when she wasn't in any of her classes or extracurriculars. They pushed her to be perfect, and at the same time pushed her away. Looking back there where countless arguments over a lot of what they where doing” Shane said looking down at his lap. 

“There was this one argument that just hit the nail in the head though, a couple years back, it was during dinner and our parents had invited a business associates family over. They had a son, about three years older then Shannon and I. Our parents had announced that he would be Shannons fiance and thighs went downhill fast” Looking up once more Shane let a had run though his hair as he relieved the memory. The guys were taken aback by this, seeing as how Shan was arguably one of the most level headed people they knew. 

“sounds stressful” Kai quipped not really knowing how to respond to that, bur as a brother to a sister himself he could understand the feeling of not wanting your sibling to do be forced into doing something they don't want to. 

“You don’t half of it” Shan said with a sigh. 

“After that, she stormed out never to be seen scene again. At least physically, she managed to keep contact with me, we talk but not as much as either of us would like...” He finished leaning back and letting the surprisingly soft couch engulf him. 

“I’m glad though,she deserves a break after everything” Shane commented.

“ya well if you call fighting an army of skeletons, snakes and eventually Garmadon a brake, then you my friend are in need of a vacation as well” Jay replied plopping down next to Shane with a dorky grin. The tenshin that had been building in Shane dissipated, yup he could really see why his sister liked it here so much. 

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Dropping the topic of who much his and Shannon's parents where that talked about other random things. It was a little bit later when the girl got back.  The two where catting about, something girl related when they walked into the main room of the Bounty. 

“Hey! Welcome back! And guess how came to visit?!” Jay sang, gesturing to Shane who was seated next to him. Shannon looked over at her bother in shock she thought-

"Good to see you again Sister!~" Shane said as be bolted form where he was sitting to envelope Shannon in a hug. As he did Shannon dropped the bags she was holding, seemingly shocked that her blood brother was here. 

“Shane?” She breathed, then hugged him back, leaning into it. 

After a bit the two separated.

“It’s good to see you again Shane! How have you been?” “Good, good, what about you? what happened to your eye? Where is it?” 

Shan laughed a little and shook her head.

“There was an accident this morning, Garmadon hit the back of my head and it just popped out” Shane stood still. Taking in the information. Once complete he turned and tried to lunged to where Garmadon was, if it wasn't for Shannon having grabbed him in that split second. He probably would have gone into a full on fist fight with the dark lord. 

“Lemme go! I'm going to eviscerate him!” Shane hissed struggling against his sisters grip. Thank the First Spinjitzu Master that Shannon trained with the boys ocashinaly. 

“Calm down little brother it was an accident” “Like HELL”  

The two go back and forth a little more till Shane camls down. Garmadon rightfully spooked at the fact that this, well mannered, e-boy looking, kid was threatened to ‘eviscerate’ him. 

“Fine, I won’t attack him, doesn't mean I won’t like it” Shane said mutting that last bit. 

“Seriously (1)Balach Milis, if you applied this anger properly, you wouldn't have to deal with what Eric and Lizzibeth right?” Shannon said as she let him go. picking up the grocery bags, and placed them on the counter. 

“(2)Flùr Gaoithe, you know when it comes to Mama and (3)Athair I can’t do do that!” He complained like a small child. 

“You really need to grow a backbone” Shane said shaking her head.

___ 

Things had settled down since then.  

“It’s getting late, I should get going, I have band practice tomorrow and need the rest.” “boo, skip and just stay here for the week” “Flùr Gaoithe” “Balach Milis“ 

With that The younger twin got up, gave his sister the new glass eye she had asked for, said his goodbyes, shot Garmadon one last glar, and left. 

“Your brother seems like a nice person” Gramadon said looking over the the greet tipped girl. 

“Ya, he’s awesome. Wish he was less of a pushover tho” 

Jay feeling thirsty, walked over into the kitchen. He spotted the black glass cup, completely having forgot about the eye inside it. Now you can't really see anything at the bottom. And Jay, in his infinite wisdom, thinking it was just some random cup of random water that had been left on the kitchen counter, and drank from it. 

“OH GOD” 

 “Did Jay drink from the eye glass?” Lloyd asked his uncle who was watching from the blue ninja form the table.

“He drank from the eye glass” Wu confirmed. The others erupted into a fit of laughter and giggles. 

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 (1)Balach Milis - Sweet boy  

(2)Flùr Gaoithe - Wind flower 

(3)Athair - dad

this was translated using google translate, the language being Scottish Gaelic. I know Ninjago was based off of asian culture. But like I said, Shan it scottish for unfortunate and unfair. Also nothing in the lore of the show explicitly states that Ninjago is the only continent on the planet. 

I HC that there are different parts of the world. its safe to say Ninjago is the main land where a lot of the exciting things happen, but across who knows how long away there are different countries. And Shannon’s family like immigrated to Ninjago, during it’s early years where big contributors and financial support, in building the city. 

but ye this is a mini sode, i came up with. criticism is always welcome! I will be doing bullet notes for Shan and Melody, and maye Gold to since i have an active fic about her that i haven't updated in, forever but yaaaaa. 

till next text post i guess lol                          

[mittensmorgul]

My boyfriend admitted yesterday after finally watching 13.1 that Dean and Cas DO love each other. He has no doubt in his mind that if Cas were female, Destiel would have happened. BUT he sees Dean as straight and doesn't believe anything could happen with Cas in Jimmy's body. I told him that this is heteronormative bi erasure and that as a bisexual, I find it offensive that he makes that assumption. What if these sorts of casual viewer opinions keep Destiel from ever happening? I'm losing hope.

Hi there! And congrats to your boyfriend for seeing the love there. :D

First off, no offense to straight dudes, but the straight dude I’ve been married to for 20 years has absolutely no sense of bifi. Or gaydar. I mean, if he sees two dudes kissing at Pride he’d pick up on it (and there are a few famous people who came out that he wasn’t surprised at all about– George Michael, Rob Halford, he was shocked that anyone was shocked…), but when it comes to closeted bisexuals who deliberately do not want to be detected, especially the way Dean performs dudebro heterosexuality as well as Dean does especially in early seasons, he just has no clue.

*insert that gif of Sam telling Dean he’s overcompensating*

The things about Dean that have been screamingly obvious because I relate to them from personal experience just don’t register to a straight dude who has never once questioned his sexuality (like Sam, for instance). To a person who has experienced it first-hand, a lot of Dean’s behavior reads as signal flares as bright as day. If it were only used for the occasional joke, or rare random things that didn’t fit into a much larger pattern, or if it were just enough to make me sit up and notice once or twice a season, I’d assume it was just a coincidence. But… it’s not a rare random occurrence. It’s something we see in nearly every episode, more and more blatantly as the seasons progress.

I tell everyone to read this:

http://destielhiseyesopened.tumblr.com/post/102023741956/slash-and-subtext-series

It’s a lot to read, yes, but it’s incredibly thorough and the sort of thing your neck will be sore from nodding along in agreement the entire time. :P

As for whether or not the show will go there, which NONE of us can say for sure, the one thing I can say for sure is that it will not be casual viewer opinions that will influence Dabb’s storytelling. He’s said it multiple times, that he’s going to tell this story his way, whatever that might mean in the end. Dude’s not telling. I mean, look at him:

So while it’s great to have hope, because we DESERVE representation in blatant and clear terms, there is no guarantee that we will actually GET it. I mean, that is a very real possibility. It’s why I personally don’t watch the show with any expectation for ANYTHING, you know? Then every new hint that they are taking this somewhere is a pleasant surprise. For me, watching from the standpoint that I EXPECT a certain outcome is just not an enjoyable way to live. It’s just too much to stress about.

And as I’ve said over and over again, just like Dabb, I personally couldn’t give a flying fuck with the mysterious “general audience” sees when they watch the show. I watch because of what *I* see in the show, because I like analyzing the story, writing meta (with the friendly reminder that “meta” has exactly zero to do with predicting the future of the story… that’s speculation, and aside from being able to read obvious twists and turns in near-future plot points, or understanding general character development arcs and where they could potentially be headed in vague general ways, I DO NOT ENJOY SPECULATION, especially when it involves the sort of detail that a lot of more casual fans seem to expect of meta writers. I AM TIRED OF FOLKS HAVING THE IMPRESSION THAT SPECULATION AND POSITIVITY FOR THE FUTURE OF THE SERIES AND CHARACTERS IS “”””META”””” BECAUSE IT ABSOLUTELY IS NOT.

Sorry for yelling, I needed to put that out there. Comments of “I love your meta!” when referring to headcanons and speculation about endgame destiel is just… missing the entire point. The meta is the long academic character analysis, the comparisons with the current arc to past canon, the examination of episodes THAT ARE ALREADY PART OF CANON. Looking to the future to make guesses about what COULD happen in the future is SPECULATION. NOT META.

I’m so tired of people who do not understand that giving meta writers hate and dismissing EVERYTHING we’ve written because a “prediction” didn’t come true on the show exactly as someone wrote it… A guess of what will happen in the future that doesn’t quite pan out doesn’t invalidate all the ACTUAL meta we’ve all written over the years. Because just like pr is not showrunning, speculation isn’t meta.

*even when the speculation is attached to the bottom of a really long meta post. The speculation bit isn’t the tl;dr of the post. it’s the interesting and fun little bonus bit after you’ve consumed the factual part of the analysis. It’s the little blop of whipped cream on top of the pie that is the actual important content. It’s mostly decorative and just a bit of fun.*

Thanks, this has been a meta writer PSA.)

The point of all that is that none of us have a crystal ball, none of us have some secret insider information into Andrew Dabb’s brain. Despite the fact that we’ve been watching his storytelling over the last 8+ years (yes, he’s been writing for the show since s4, and has written more episodes of Supernatural than any other writer, so we have A LOT of history to look over, not to mention all of s12 and the back ~third~ at least of s11 after he silently took over the showrunning from Carver to look at when trying to understand his pet themes and how he writes), the best we can do is make educated guesses.

I’m not basing my hope for canon on some ability to read the future, I’m basing it on MY ability to look at the entirety of extant canon and be objectively logical about where the story started, where the story is NOW, and as far as individual character development arcs based on having watched them all evolve over twelve plus seasons already…

Well, let’s just say that for *me,* I can see the characters have been on a logical emotional progression over the course of the entire series (that would be the “meta” part of things). As new canon unfolds, and characters continue to develop and interpersonal storylines continue to evolve… here’s a metaphor. The writers are walking the characters down a long hallway with loads of doorways open to potential future development arcs. As they walk past each doorway and don’t veer off course, it’s like they’re closing off logical possibilities to detour into alternate routes. They’re slamming and locking those doors up forever. The closer we get to the end of canon (in whatever nebulous future that the series will reach its end, and NONE of us know when that will be right now), the fewer doorways are left to walk past, and the less logical any detour from what looks (again, from reading the meta and looking back at the entirety of past canon) like the steady progression of development would be.

Does that make sense? I mean, they’re writing themselves into a corner (or into the end of the hallway where there’s only going to be one last exit door to walk through). But again, as long as there’s still hallway ahead of us, they could take an “easier” route or just decide to stop walking altogether and just sort of set up camp at their current point in character development. It wouldn’t really be sensible for the STORY as it stands right now for them to do either of these things, because if they start backtracking looking for a different door the entire narrative falls apart. Whatever they do, they must keep writing forward.

*stops and scrolls up and cries a lil bit at how much I wrote*

Point is, we just don’t know. I’m hopeful, I feel like we DESERVE to be seen and this love story absolutely DESERVES canon acknowledgement for what it is, and that every sign in past canon and every sign the writers are continuing to carry on down this hallway is pointing to it happening at some distant point in the future… but as of right now none of us have any idea what that eventual resolution will look like. What even is canon?

I mean, your boyfriend said he sees that Dean and Cas love each other. Is that canon? What would “qualify” as being legitimately canon? I love @bluestar86′s spec post about how easy it would be to make Dean’s bisexuality textually canon, but I have no idea if we’d ever get an episode stating it so blatantly. We might, though. We did have Dean asking a gay married couple what it was like settling down with another hunter…

The point is, even trying to speculate on what will happen in the future– especially something so unknowable and distant as “endgame,” is honestly impossible. We have no idea what will happen in canon between now and then in specific terms. In the meantime, I’m perfectly content to point and flail at what is actually happening in canon right now and paying exactly zero attention to what “casual viewers” think they’re watching.

I know exactly what I’m watching, and I love it.

Will they ever make it undeniably obvious and clear in canon? I mean, it is undeniably obvious and clear to *me* but everyone has their own personal biases and wishes and checklists of things they feel must happen, and no matter if the series ends with Dean and Cas getting married there will still always be people who deny it was “enough” to make their relationship obvious, you know? I just… don’t have the energy to deal with that level of denialism. It just stresses me out to worry about what “endgame” might look like specifically when as far as we know, “endgame” isn’t even on the table yet.

So by all means, if you can, take that small step back and try and enjoy the continuing story, and don’t put too much stock in anyone’s opinion of what may or may not happen in the future. But most of all, don’t put much much stock in what random straight dudes in the general audience think. Because Andrew Dabb doesn’t. :P

Wow okay that turned into a treatise…