#i think I dropped em bc they just seemed hard to use

[vanibear]

bro should i bring back the hy/hym neos theyr still very me I think . or actually use hy/hym/hyr/hyrs bc im a fraction more girlvibes now

[agaypanic]

The Fella Part 10 (James Maguire X Quinn!Reader)

The Fella Masterlist

Main Masterlist

Request Something!

Summary: A family occasion takes a turn for a worse when Mary tells her aunt Bridie to drop dead, which she takes seriously. At her wake, Michelle has the bright idea to bring laced scones, which are taken and distributed among the guests.

A/N: credits to @crumpets-are-better-with-jam for writing out the script of the episode for me :)) btw just a warning, it gets a bit heated a little towards the end, but not too much i think. Also talks of drugs bc duh

***

It was becoming a bit difficult to keep up with who knew about Y/n and James’ relationship and who didn’t. Y/n’s sister Erin knew that she fancied James, but wasn’t updated on the fact that they had been dating for over three months now. Clare knew that the pair were going out after catching them kissing at the Take That concert a few weeks ago. But the rest of the group and the teens’ families were none the wiser.

Except for Y/n’s father, Gerry.

One night, everyone was hanging around the Quinn household. There were movies, loads of chatting, and some dinner. But with so many people in the house, it was hard to have even a moment alone with James. So, while everyone argued over what to put on next, Y/n snuck out to the front room, boyfriend close behind.

“I thought we weren’t gonna try to keep things a secret,” James said as he leaned against the wall, Y/n tucked into his side and holding his hand.

“I know Jamie. But with situations like this, I think it’s better to sneak away. I mean, imagine the shock that would come to Mammy, Granda, or Michelle if any of ’em found out.”

“Yeah…” James sighed, realizing Y/n was right.

“Now imagine if all three of them found out at the same time.” Y/n laughed at the idea while James’ eyes widened in horror. “Besides, wanting a moment to ourselves isn’t all bad, right?” She asked, looking up at the boy.

“Right.” He mirrored her soft smile before leaning down to catch her lips in a kiss that was eagerly returned. 

So eager that the two didn’t hear the door open.

“You’re lucky it’s me catching you two instead of your mother,” Gerry spoke, startling Y/n and James, who jumped apart. He felt a bit awkward catching his daughter kissing her boyfriend, but he didn’t look too surprised that she had a boyfriend in the first place.

“Da, I can explain.” Y/n tried to go on, but Gerry held up a hand, signaling her to stop.

“I already know.” He said with a smile, hands clasping behind his back. “About you two. Never would’ve if they didn’t decide to film that concert you girls went to.” That new information mortified Y/n and James. But they didn’t have time to fully react, because Gerry continued. “I think the three of us should have a little chat.”

***

The conversation wasn’t as bad as Y/n thought it would’ve been. Gerry was clearly happy and okay with the relationship, just wanting to make sure that they weren’t doing anything too serious. That topic might’ve been the most embarrassing part of the interaction for Y/n.

James, on the other hand, seemed scared shitless the entire time. But Y/n suspected that her father wasn’t so hard on him because of how he was treated by his father-in-law. He probably didn’t want to create some kind of a cycle. Plus, Gerry was pretty fond of James, even before he learned about him and his daughter being an item.

The entire talk played on a loop in Y/n’s head as she sat in church with the rest of her family, waiting for their relative’s wedding to start. Soon enough, the familiar tune of ‘Here Comes The Bride’ started to play, and everyone in the room stood.

“Where do you reckon Aunt Sarah is?” Y/n asked her sister Erin, noticing that a family member was missing from their pew. But her question was soon answered when Sarah entered the room and started walking down the aisle, dressed in white. “Good God.” 

Gasps and murmurs filled the room as Sarah went to stand with her family in the pew, revealing a horrified bride and her father behind her.

“Jesus, but that taxi took forever, so it did.” Sarah sighed. The bride-to-be looked at Sarah, absolutely appalled as she passed by. “Ach, isn’t she gorgeous?”

Mary rolled her eyes and looked up towards the sky as she took a deep breath.

“Give me strength…” She muttered.

***

Y/n was a bit surprised that the Quinn family, mainly her aunt Sarah, was still invited to the reception. But that didn’t stop her from trying to have a good time. She, her sister, and her cousin drank and danced around as they waited for their friends to arrive.

Soon enough, Erin spotted their friends, nudging her sister and cousin to gain their attention. They quickly ran to the venue entrance to meet with the other girls and James.

“Muthafuckas!” Michelle yelled in greetings, arms spread out and grin wide. 

“How’s it been?” Clare asked with a smile.

The sisters and Orla all had different responses, but had the same reaction when Mary snuck up behind the three of them.

“Girls!” The shout startled them, and everyone whipped around to look at her.

“Jesus, Mammy,” Y/n muttered.

“I said you could invite one friend to the reception. One!”

“Mammy, they don’t come separately,” Erin said, rolling her eyes. She thought her mother would’ve learned this after years of friendship.

“We’re like one big set,” Y/n said, gesturing to the group of teenagers.

“Aye, we’re pack animals, Mary,” Michelle said. Mary was about to say something, possibly tell them to leave or further reprimand them, when James spoke.

“I love your hat, Mrs. Quinn.” He said with a smile, eyeing the accessory. Mary smiled, and the girls were surprised to see that her slightly sour mood had seemed to disappear.

“Thanks, son.” She said, giving him a nod before looking at the whole group, a bit more serious. “No wild carry-on. Do you hear me? We’re in enough bother as it is. Best behavior.”

“Completely.” Clare nodded, taking the commands to heart.

“You’ll have no trouble from us, Mary,” Michelle said with an innocent smile, which should be worrying. Mary walked off, and Michelle turned back to the group once she was out of earshot. “Okay, girls, who wants to do drugs?” Y/n snorted at the complete 180, but Michelle was completely serious.

The girls, mainly Michelle and Erin, like always, had a back and forth about the drugs and someone named Macca and so on. Y/n used this moment to turn to James, almost glued to his side at the back of the group as they all walked around the reception party.

“Trying to butter up Mammy, are you?” She asked teasingly, thinking about how James’ little comment completely changed her mother’s sour demeanor.

James laughed a little, throwing his head back, and Y/n couldn’t help but smile stupidly at the boy. He shrugged.

“Well, I figured I might as well start now to try to get on her good side. It’s only a matter of time, I think.” Y/n nodded in agreement.

“We could tell them.” She suggested after a small moment of silence. James perked up, both surprised and delighted by the notion. “I mean, like you said, it’s only a matter of time. And they’d probably prefer hearing it from us over walking in on us doing something.”

James’ cheeks reddened at the sentence. He blinked a few times, his mind clearly drifting off to some kind of thought.

“And by something… you mean like-” Suddenly, the lights dimmed, and music started blasting through the speakers. Y/n lit up in excitement along with the rest of the room, while James looked a bit confused at the commotion that started to happen.

“‘Rock the Boat’! It’s ‘Rock the Boat!” Clare squealed as she recognized the song.

“Happy fuckin’ days!” Michelle said, and the girls ran to the dance floor. Y/n was dragging James behind her, who seemed slightly alarmed by everyone’s intense enthusiasm. 

Everyone sat on the floor in long, giant rows, fighting for space. The girls were able to push their way to the front, synchronously dancing with the rest of the party people. There, the girls continued their drug conversation, with Y/n and James now joining in.

“Look, Michelle,” Clare said to the girl behind her. “Drugs are illegal, drugs are addictive, and perhaps most importantly, in this country, you can lose your kneecaps if you’re caught doing them. And I like my kneecaps, Michelle; they suit my knees.”

“You do have crackin’ kneecaps, Clare.” Orla smiled at the girl, having to leave to the side and turn her head to look at the blonde.

“Is that true?” James asked, lips close to Y/n’s ear.

“What?” Y/n turned around, almost startled by how James was to her face. “Clare’s kneecaps?”

“No. I mean losing your kneecaps.”

“Oh. Clare’s a bit dramatic, Jamie.” The girl turned back around to face ahead. “But she’s a bit right, I think.”

“What?!”

Before any conversations could continue, a dull but loud thud was heard from a corner of the room. Everyone looked to see Aunt Bridie lying on the floor, with the Quinn family looking at Mary in shock.

***

The next few days felt tense at the Quinn household. It was mainly the teenagers being fearful of Mary, because they believed that she was the reason for her Aunt Bridie’s sudden death and didn’t want to be her next victim. The house had never been so clean and tidy.

“I just cannot believe it.” Mary’s tone was almost flat as she stared off into space, clutching her teacup and rarely ever sipping it.

“Listen, Mary,” Sarah said, sitting in the chair beside her. “No matter what you’ve done, you’re still my sister. I’ll stand by you.”

“I haven’t done anything, Sarah.”

“Exactly, love. Everybody knows you didn’t mean to kill the old boot.” Grandpa Joe paused to take a sip of his coffee. “God rest her soul.”

“I didn’t kill her,” Mary responded, immediately tired of the assumption.

“You know what I mean, not kill.” Joe looked around as if he would find the word he was looking for on the wall. “Hex.”

“I didn’t hex her either, Da.” She said defensively. “It was just a very tragic-”

“My mother, she had the gift too, y’know.” Joe interrupted. “By God, that woman could make her enemies drop like flies.”

“Look, I don’t have any gift,” Mary said, letting go of her teacup to lay her hands flat on the table to show finality and seriousness. “There’s no dark forces at play here. I just said somethin’... unfortunate that happened to-”

“Cause her death?” Sarah asked.

“Coincide with her death.” Mary corrected.

Ah, yes. Mary telling her aunt Bridie to drop dead and then her actually doing it was just an unfortunate coincidence. Nothing more, nothing less.

Meanwhile, at the sink, Y/n dried the last dish that Erin washed and handed it to Orla to put away. The three girls had been working as quietly as possible, not wanting to disturb Mary. Erin was the first to speak, turning around slowly with a nervous tone.

“Right. Well, that’s the dishes done. Would you like another cup of tea, Mammy?”

As if remembering she even had a cup of tea, Mary looked down at the cup and took a quick sip.

“No, I’m fine.”

“I’ll just grab the Hoover n’give the stairs a bit of a going over.”

“Aye, and I can sweep the hall and such,” Y/n added, trying to remember the last place she had seen the broom. 

“And I’ll maybe do a bit of dusting,” Orla said.

Mary raised an eyebrow, suspicion of the girls pulling her out of her dazed and solemn mood.

“What’s gotten into you all?” She asked. “What’re you up to? What’s going on?”

“Nothin’!” Erin answered, still seeming a bit scared. “We just thought that we should pull our weight a bit more, Mammy.”

“You do so much for us, Aunt Mary.”

“Aye, Mammy, you deserve a bit of a break.”

“I can’t hex people, girls,” Mary said frustratedly. “It was an accident.”

As if on cue, Gerry waltzed into the kitchen and smiled at his wife. He placed a hand on her shoulder as part of a greeting.

“So, how’s the Wicked Witch of the North West?” The question seemed so loving and innocent. Y/n would’ve laughed if Mary hadn’t seemed like she was actually about to murder someone.

“Who put fifty p in the eedgit?” Joe asked, glaring at Gerry. Gerry looked at him confused, wondering what he had done this time.

Mary groaned, dropping her head into her hands.

“God, how am I going to go to this wake?”

“It’ll be grand, love,” Joe said. “But listen, say if things do get heated, try not to rise to it. The last thing we want is another dead body on our hands here.”

Mary stared up at Joe with a blank expression.

“I’ll do my best, Da.”

***

Later that evening, the Quinns and McCools arrived at the wake. Everyone seemed a bit surprised and startled to see Mary, clearly believing the rumors that she had been her Aunt Bridie’s undoing. After a slightly awkward encounter with Eamon, Bridie’s son, the girls escaped everyone by going upstairs to the room that held Bridie herself.

“She really suits bein’ dead, doesn’t she?” Orla said after a good moment of solemn silence, staring down at the woman.

“What?” Erin seemed disturbed by what her cousin had said, but Y/n nodded.

“No, yeah, I agree. I like her better like this.”

“Y/n, she’s dead.”

“Oh, so you’re saying you liked her better living?”

Before Erin could answer, the door to the room opened. The girls turned to see Clare peeking her head through.

“Can we come in?” She asked in a whisper.

“Why are you whispering, Clare?” Y/n asked, tilting her head in confusion. Clare paused, thinking it over.

“I don’t know.”

The rest of the group crowded around Bridie’s casket. Michelle and Clare walked to the end by her feet, and James decided to stand behind Y/n. He rested a hand gently on her shoulder, as if to comfort her, and she raised a hand of her own to lay on his, as if to thank him.

“Thanks for comin’, guys.” Erin sighed, seeming slightly distressed now. “It’s nice to have a bit of support in this very difficult time.” Everyone seemed very confused by the statement. 

“You thought she was a dick,” Michelle said.

“I never said that.”

“You did, Erin,” Orla said.

“I’m pretty sure we all thought she was a dick, but you were the vocal one about it,” Y/n added.

“Aye, I’ve definitely heard you say it,” Clare said.

“Okay, can I just check something?” James asked, clearly focused on something else. The girls looked at him, waiting for him to continue. “Everybody else can see the dead body, right?”

Everyone took a glance at the body in question, trying to figure out what the problem was.

“It’s just Bridie, Jamie,” Y/n said.

“It’s Bridie’s corpse.” The boy corrected. “It’s Bridie’s dead corpse.”

“It’s her wake. What were you expectin’?” Michelle asked, rolling her eyes.

“Haven’t you ever seen a dead body before?” Erin asked.

“Of course not!” James nearly yelled, shocked that Erin would even ask such a question. Michelle scoffed.

“Christ, but the English are weird.”

Orla leaned down close to Bridie, taking her face in her hands and looking up at James. She had that childlike but absentminded wonder in her eyes and smile that she always had.

“You can touch her if you want.”

James flinched, moving his hands to Y/n’s hips as he took a slight step back. As he moved back, he maneuvered Y/n to act as a shield between him and the dead body and Orla. James looked at Orla in disgusted shock.

“Why the hell would I want to touch her?” Y/n snorted at James’ suddenly high-pitched voice.

“It’s nice.” Orla smiled brightly.

“Stop it.”

“It’s just a dead body, James,” Clare said in a comforting tone, trying to get him to calm down. “We’re all gonna be one someday.”

“Oh, thanks for that, Clare!” Horrified, James brought Y/n closer until her back was pressed against his front. It was as if everyone else was some sort of strange or bad energy that could only be warded off by Y/n, and she was happy to go along with it. “Yeah, that’s helped!”

“It’s okay, Jamie,” Y/n said, patting one of the hands gripping her hips. James relaxed just a bit, but was still weary because of how weird this whole situation was to him. “Calm yourself.”

“It really makes you think, doesn’t it?” Michelle said solemnly, staring at Bridie for a second before looking at the girls. “Death.” She sighed dramatically, and everyone immediately wondered what she was up to this time. “It just… just makes you wanna… do everythin’ and just… try everythin’.”

“What’s going on, Michelle?” Clare asked, looking at her suspiciously.

“Yeah, what are you on about?” Y/n eyed the girl with a raised brow. Michelle suddenly seemed excited, a stark contrast to her fake grimness.

“Do you wanna see something’ class?” Michelle then threw her purse, which was, for some reason, big and bulky, onto Bridie’s feet. Someone would’ve reprimanded her for disrespecting the deceased by using Bridie as a table, but they were too busy watching her pull a big Tupperware out of her purse. “Prepare yourself, girls.” She then popped the lid off to show what was inside. She looked at her friends excitedly.

“Scones?” Erin asked, clearly unimpressed.

“That’s right.”

“What’s so class about scones?”

“Scones are lovely.” Orla countered, seeming a bit offended by Erin’s uninterest.

“Aye, I like scones.” Clare nodded.

“No, these aren’t any old scones, girls.” Michelle insisted, shaking her head. “These are funny scones.”

“Funny’s the right word, alright,” Y/n said, reaching for one of the scones in the bin to look at it. As she dropped it back in with the rest, she looked at Michelle with a tilt of her head. “What’s so special about ’em?”

“They’re drug scones!” Clare squeaked, pointing urgently at the food. “She’s put the drugs in the scones!”

“Too fuckin’ right, I have,” Michelle said with a grin. “I wanted to do brownies, but this was the only recipe my ma had, so…”

“I don’t think it’s that hard to find a brownie recipe, Michelle,” Y/n said. 

“I’m not goin’ out of my way to find a brownie recipe, Y/n.”

“We talked about this, Michelle. We agreed.” Clare said, bringing the conversation back to the drugs.

“No, we didn’t,” Michelle argued. “Anyway, drugs aren’t illegal when you put them into food. Everybody knows that.”

“I’m not so sure about that, Michelle,” Y/n said.

“Is that right?” James asked sarcastically, almost glaring with bewilderment at his cousin. “I’m not sure that’s right.”

Just then, the door opened, and everybody froze. An old woman walked in, and the girls quickly recognized her as one of the caterers for the wake.

“Any cups up here?” She asked, walking towards them while looking around. She spotted the tub, and before anyone could stop her, she reached out and grabbed it. “I’ll take that.” The woman said simply before leaving the room.

Everyone stared at where the scones had once been, panic running through them all.

“What the fuck just happened?” Michelle asked the room. Y/n looked at the girl with wide eyes.

“I believe a caterer just took your funny fuckin’ scones to give out at our great Aunt Bridie’s wake, Michelle.”

After another moment of feeling frozen, everyone went downstairs as fast as possible without drawing attention. Defeated and not knowing what to do, the girls sat down on the steps. As they settled, they watched Joe pass by with one of the scones in hand.

“What are we gonna do?” Clare asked frantically.

“It’s fine,” Michelle said shortly. But everyone could tell she was just as panicked as the rest.

“It’s definitely not fine!” Clare hissed. “There’s drug scones down there. People’ll eat the drug scones, then we’ve drugged those people, Michelle.”

“Our granda included.” Y/n butted in, resting her chin on the top of James’ head, who was sitting on one of the steps just below her. “Lord knows what’ll happen to him.”

“So?” Michelle said, clearly worried but trying to seem aloof. “Drugging people isn’t a crime.”

“You’ve a very loose grasp of the law, Michelle,” James said, rubbing at his eyes in disbelief and exhaustion.

“What kind of person brings hash scones to a wake?” Erin asked with a scowl. Michelle scoffed.

“Typical.” She said. “I try to do a nice thing, and this is the thanks I get.”

“A nice thing?” Y/n repeated in disbelief, turning back to look at Michelle. “Oh yeah, how nice. Let’s all get hopped up illegally at a wake. Oh, wait. We can’t, because someone took your stupid scones!”

“It’s terrible,” Clare added, sounding as panicked and scared as usual. “There’s old people down there; what if an old person takes one?”

“Why does everyone get so sentimental about old people?” Michelle asked. “Old people are arseholes.” 

“We’ve got to get ’em back, girls,” Erin said, starting to get scared of the thought of any of her family having a funny scone.

“Look, I’m not disagreeing with you. I bought that stuff so I could get high, not your great Uncle Colm.”

“Oh Christ, I didn’t even think about that,” Y/n muttered. Colm was already a character to begin with; him being high as balls would probably turn him either more boring or unmanageable. Y/n stood up and faced the girls. “Here’s the plan. I’ll head to the kitchen to grab whatever’s left. The rest of you go and find the ones that people have taken and pray that they haven’t taken a bite yet.”

“And remember, girls,” Erin said, standing up with her sister. “Be subtle.” Everyone nodded and split up to do their tasks.

Y/n went to the kitchen and quietly crept to the swinging door. She took a quick look, saw that the few people inside were occupied with different things, and carefully walked in. She was surprised to see her father ranting about cross-contamination and using different bowls. Y/n wondered if he had been roped into helping in the kitchen, but whether he was forced or had volunteered, she smiled at the sight of his sudden passion.

Y/n spotted the scones, about half the amount from the last time she saw them, now plated on a serving platter. While reaching for the plate, the door opened behind her.

“Now listen here, you.” Y/n flinched and turned around quickly, recognizing the voice to be her granda Joe. But he wasn’t looking at her. As usual, he directed his pointed look to Gerry, who looked at his father-in-law, both confused and annoyed.

“Yes, Joe?”

“I just wanna say…” Joe trailed off, getting closer to Gerry and putting a hand on his shoulder. Gerry and Y/n looked at the old man in bewilderment when he laughed. “I think you’re doing a fine job.” Then he patted Gerry’s cheek before turning around and walking out of the kitchen. “Keep up the good work.”

Gerry and Y/n turned their shocked stares to each other once Joe was out of the room. The only thing that broke their eye contact was a timer going off, which somehow snapped Gerry back into his working mode. Using the opportunity of her dad’s distractedness, Y/n swiped the platter and walked out.

The girl soon realized that she and her friends never agreed on a place to meet after retrieving the scones. But not wanting anyone to see her wander around with a platter of scones, she snuck back upstairs, where she was surprised to see James slowly wandering the hallway.

“Hey,” Y/n said with relief, glad it was him instead of a stranger. Or worse, her mother.

“Hey.” He smiled at her, holding up a scone as he walked closer to her. “Found your uncle Colm with this.” He sat the scone on top of the others.

“Thank God you got it before he took a bite.” Y/n laughed lightly, James joining in. “Were you just waiting for someone to come up?”

“Yeah, I thought being up here would be better than wandering around where everyone else was.”

“Smart.” Y/n nodded once, looking around the empty hall. “What do you suppose we do about all of these?”

The two thought for a moment, racking their brains for an idea. James suddenly snapped his fingers.

“Remember when you snuck over to mine that one night, and we watched Goodfellas?”

“Aye, Ray Liotta was a dream, wasn’t he?”

“Sure.” James rolled his eyes at the comment. “But do you remember how Karen got rid of the drugs?”

Y/n took a quick second to think about whether or not she did, in fact, remember. The most memorable things of the night she snuck over to James’ were Ray Liotta, the snacks James had snuck up to his room, and kissing each other to keep loud talking or laughs from gaining the attention of the rest of the household.

“You think it’ll work?” Y/n asked once she remembered what James was talking about. “I mean, these are scones.”

“What other options do we have?” James asked. And to be honest, Y/n couldn’t think of any.

The sound of a knob turning startled the two teens. They scrambled to hide the stolen platter of scones behind them just before the bathroom door a bit down the hall opened up. A middle-aged woman that Y/n barely recognized walked out, and Y/n and James smiled politely at her as she passed.

Once she was down the stairs, James and Y/n ran to the bathroom, locking the door behind them.

“Let’s just wait for the others here,” Y/n said, balancing the platter on the sink so she wouldn’t have to hold it any longer. “So… what d’ya wanna do?”

It took a few seconds of silence before Y/n and James rushed at each other, quickly becoming a mess of tangled limbs and clashing lips. The couple rarely had time alone for things like this, the heat of the moment always being ignored because of the fear of being caught. But with a locked door, a few minutes of making out couldn’t do much harm.

Y/n’s hands buried themselves into James’ curls, tugging at them as he backed her into the wall next to the door. A hand cupped the back of her neck while the other stayed gripped on her waist, keeping her in place. Not that she’d want to leave.

James’ lips strayed away from Y/n’s, leaving featherlight kisses across her cheek and jaw before settling on her neck. The hand on Y/n’s neck pulled back her hair, giving James the access he needed to nip and suck lightly at the sensitive skin just below Y/n’s ear.

“Are you marking me?” She asked, breath hitching. She wasn’t opposing the matter, far from it, really. But she was a bit surprised to have this kind of behavior coming from James.

“Just a bit.” He replied breathlessly, kissing the slightly sore spot before returning to Y/n’s lips. “For a bit of fun, y’know?” Y/n giggled. She was lucky that she could probably hide the soon-to-be mark by keeping her hair down.

“Sure, just a bit of fun.” She replied, pecking James’ lips a few times.

The two were able to get themselves straightened out just before the rest of the girls found them. They closed the door behind them, and James caught them all up on the plan.

“I can’t believe we’re doing this.” Michelle sighed as she and the rest of the group broke apart the scones and dropped the crumbled bits into the toilet. “It’s fuckin’ heartbreaking.”

“Believe me, Michelle, it’s better this way,” Y/n said, grabbing another laced scone. “Granda’s had one, and now he’s acting, like, really fuckin’ weird.”

“You’re being paranoid.”

“He was nice to Daddy.” The group made noises of shock and disbelief. “Exactly. And if Mammy starts asking questions…”

“You’re Ma won’t trace it back to us.”

“Are you serious?” Erin asked Michelle. “She traces everything back to us. She traces things we haven’t even done back to us!”

“Are you sure this’ll work?” Clare asked James.

“This is how you get rid of drugs, Clare.” He said confidently, as if this wasn’t the first time he’s had to do this. “I’ve seen Goodfellas, like, twenty times.”

“Aye, good movie,” Y/n commented as she brushed her hands on her jeans to get rid of the crumbs that stuck to her nervously sweaty palms. 

“That’s not the only way.” Orla countered. “I watched this film once about this girl who was tryin’ to hide drugs, and what she did was she shoved them right up her—”

“I’m not sticking a scone up my hole, Orla.” Michelle hissed. Orla shrugged, raising her hands in defense.

Once everyone was done breaking down the scones, Clare sighed, seeming as nervous and panicked as always.

“Okay, I’m gonna flush.” She did so, and everyone watched as not much happened. “Is it working?”

“‘Course it’s working,” James said, still sure of his plan.

But then the water started to rise, and everyone started to panic.

“Jesus Christ!” Erin yelped in a high-pitched voice. “Why is the water rising, James?”

“I don’t know! The water didn’t rise in Goodfellas!”

“We’ve clogged it.”

“Who has a plunger?” Orla asked, seeming to be the most calm of the group.

“I’m afraid I left the house without me plunger tonight, Orla,” Erin replied, clearly sarcastic. 

“Aye, me too,” Orla replied seriously. “Nightmare, so it is.”

The toilet started flooding faster, and the girls scrambled around in a panic. Scone water was beginning to spill onto the floor, and everyone had to stop themselves from gagging as they tried to find a way to clean it up. This situation couldn’t possibly get any worse.

“Dear God…” Everyone whipped around to see the adults of the Quinn and McCool families, plus Bridie’s son, Eamon. Erin laughed nervously, deciding to be the one to find an excuse.

“It looks worse than it is.” Was all she said, which really wasn’t much of an excuse.

“My mother was right about you people,” Eamon said, horrified and angry. “Wild animals have more manners.”

“We didn’t have a plunger, Eamon!” Orla shouted.

“Get out!” He yelled. “Get out!”

The teens did so gladly, running out of the bathroom and out of the house. They gathered on the front lawn, and they couldn’t help but laugh at the absurdity of the evening. But they still feared what would happen when Mary walked out.

“The night wasn’t all that bad, I think,” James said quietly, only Y/n being able to hear him. She looked up at him curiously.

“How so?”

Instead of speaking, he raised his hand to cup her neck, gently tapping where he had bruised her. She gasped, pushing his hand away before the two of them fell into laughter, not caring about the confused looks their friends gave them.

“I’ll see you Monday, then?” He asked when they had calmed down a bit. Y/n caught a glimpse of her mother leaving the house before she answered.

“If I live that long.”

~~~

TAG LIST: @mistahjsfunnygirl @etherealdisneyvillainness @crystalsoobin-m @raggedyoldwitch @rosetintworld @regretthatsme @neenieweenie @allexiiisss @drmeghanjones @eli-com @anything-for-our-moony-toast @ilovespideyyy @eddisaurus @imagines--galore @imastabu @emma-is-a-nerd @sir1usblacksgf @kaz-2y567 @ventingtostrangersontheinterwebs @spidercrush3 @humanoid-freak14 @miilkshakess @underthebatcape @dear-jamespotter @brithedemonspawn @crumpets-are-better-with-jam @acupnoodle @nevillescomslut @hantivity @slaymybreathaway @mystic-writings @thegirlwithoutaname87 @mystic-mara

SEND ME AN ASK OR COMMENT IF YOU"D LIKE TO BE ADDED OR REMOVED FROM THE TAG LIST!

[elsweetheart]

More of coworker!Ellie please! I am a waitress and costumers can be so rude sometimes… that one you just posted literally made me cry, wishing I had an Ellie to defend me and cheer me up :(

If you don’t want to it’s fine tho, don’t worry <3

nooo don’t cry!!!!!!!! i used to be a waitress n i know the struggles trust me !!! (lovingly throws these coworker!ellie hcs your way)

• so you’re a waitress, and ellie is a host and occasionally a bartender. those are her paid jobs. however, she ends up somehow being a security guard every single time a rude customer shows up. okay, maybe just your own personal security guard.

• the other waitresses can handle their business, and of course you can too — but she can see how frightened and upset you get every time a customer raises their voice at you and she cannot just stand there. instantly, she’s sliding infront of your body with a glare, flagging down security with her free hand. “out. this isn’t the kinda place you can direspect the waitresses, so respectfully— uh, bye.” she nods to the exit.

• she wants to tell them to get the fuck out. wants to tell them that if they ever raise their voice at you again it’ll be the last time they ever speak. but, she likes her job. she likes being able to keep an eye on you and protect you.

• if it’s not clear, she’s like — in love with you.

• always getting distracted by how pretty you look flouncing around, smiling at your usuals. she even thinks you look adorable when the place gets busy and you get that little stressed pout on your face, running back and fourth to the kitchen with your little notepad.

• purposely takes her breaks at the same time as you so the two of you can hang out, gossiping about customers (and your other coworkers tbh cos working at a restaurant there’s always gonna be drama.)

• like i mentioned before, always bringing u to the back room when she sees u get upset because of a customer / your mean boss and calms u down. “hey, hey, hey. eyes on me, babe. you’re doing good out there, okay? i know it’s hard. you’re doing so good. don’t let ‘em see you cry, yeah? those assholes don’t deserve to know that they got to you.” whilst she’s holding your face keeping ur big teary eyes on hers :(

• she knows ur rota off by heart bc she schedules to work on all the days u do 🤭 and if u don’t show up to ur shift or take a sick day or something she’s instantly texting u like ‘Where are you????’ and she’s just like ughhhhh bc working shifts without u is soooo long and boring !!!!

• always dropping by u and making u laugh if she can see u getting a little stressed. you’d be wiping up a table and she’d just walk behind you and quietly go “hey. table 53 looks like mr incredible. bye.” and walk away leaving u giggling 😭

• if it’s busy, and hard to get around eachother around the restaurant floor, she’ll do that thing where she has to get past behind u and will put her hands on your hips / waist and basically press herself against u like “‘scuse me.” in her low drawl and she doesn’t know what she’s doing when she does it, she’s just used to doing it to make sure u don’t back into her but it always makes ur heart beat reaaal fast :))))

• loads of ur co workers already think you’re dating, or secretly dating, or whatever. they see right through the whole ‘just friends’ thing, constantly trying to encourage the other one to ask eachother out !!!!!

• doing a closing shift with her on a pretty empty night, her shift ended a few hours ago but she stays with u, sitting at a table as u chat to her, sweeping up around u and occasionally tending to the few random lone tables of people having a late night meal. she loves to just sit n watch u :(

• sometimes she even offers to drive u to work / pick u up. “ellie are you sure? that seems like a lot of effort…”

“nah, don’t even worry ‘bout it. it’s on the way, so i might aswell, ya know?”

• it’s definitely not on the way during her route, but she’ll take the extra ten minute detour anyday just to see you smiling n looking pretty in her passenger seat <333

[justsomerandomplanet]

Hello! I just wanted to say I absolutely adore all of your art and thank you for all the ancient ones/Heian era content (especially Kenjaku 👀...) I would absolutely love to hear all of your drabbles about it! I have my own stuff too about them but I live for any JJK Heian era stuff lol.

Anyway, mostly wanted to drop by and say thank you for showing us your amazing art ❤️ I look at it every day, it makes me so happy!

Helloooo,

Thank you so much for your kind words!! I'm happy that you enjoy my silly self indulgent art hehe

As for my thoughts on em, I'll put them underneath here so the post doesn't appear too long on the dashboard ^-^

(I'll mostly just share my thoughts on the character dynamics bc I'm not knowledgeable about the actual history of the Heian Era)

Tengen & Kenjaku

Oh where do I even begin!!!

I genuinely believe the two of them are the reason the jujutsu system is the way it is in modern times (more so the former than the latter especially). Although we don't actually know much about what the two were like previously, the implications on their dynamic is so delicious.

For one, I definitely see that they care(d) about each other. The fact Tengen was still aware that Kenjaku was alive and yet still did nothing even though they had prevuously tried to sabotage the merging raises a lot of eyebrows...like why would you let a criminal in the jujutsu history go??? I understand that Tengen's whole thing is that she doesn't interact with the real world anymore, but she can definitely communicate with the other sorcerers to do her bidding when necessary (e.g. telling the sorcerers to let Riko enjoy her youth before the merging while protecting her). On the other hand, Kenjaku always seems to seek out Tengen. Calling her an old friend, always trying to bring her in a conversation, insulting her as if they could get a reaction out of her...oh there's definitely something here that can be explored.

I do believe they had a falling out and that falling out is the reason things have become this way. Tengen's innaction as a way to maintain the status quo (traditions) and Kenjaku's curiosity as a drive to break that status quo (innovation) has led us here. And I do believe Sukuna and Yuuji reflect that too, but that'll be for a different time to ramble on.

Tengen & Immortality

To me, Tengen can feel paradoxical/hypocritical sometimes. She states she did not want to evolve into a higher being yet allows others to treat her like she is one, to protect her and also isolating herself. She often speaks in a way that presents humble but has an arrogance about herself as well (e.g. she is the best barrier user even tho she hasn't really been challenged on it for the past 500-ish years or the merging of star plasma vessels was necessary for the greater good-which is true-but also as a way to maintain herself). She said change in herself was inevitable and detached herself from the real world yet built a foundation in jujutsu that relied on her barriers and did not allow change for like a 1000 years.

Whether or not she meant these things intentionally is hard for me to say bc i don't think Tengen is malicious or means ill-will, but I do think in some way, Tengen is more afraid of change or even death than anyone else and has built a foundation to a society that relies on her existence, leading to a stagnation. I find that fitting that her CT is Immortality, it sorta reflects that don't you think? But like a star, sooner or later, change and death is inevitable.

Tengen, Sukuna, & Kenjaku

These guys had a history. What that history is idk but personally I do believe Sukuna is the youngest out of them. I like to think Sukuna was the pet project of Tengen and Kenjaku. Not necessarily that they're his parents or anything (tho that would be funny) but rather more like...a pupil or a dysfunctional found family dynamic. Sukuna already knows he was an unwanted child but that doesn't mean he didn't have any connections with people growing up. I do think Tengen and/or Kenjaku helped Sukuna in becoming who he is.

Plus, Tengen keeping Sukuna's mummiffied corpse (with the implication that she was the one to do it) and Kenjaku seemingly being the only one able to hold some level of control over Sukuna's head just tells me something is up with those three that screams a psychological power imbalance. Also also, if Tengen had the corpse but the fingers were scattered, when exactly did Kenjaku split his soul? (this is more of a musing more than an actual question. I just think it would be delicious if Tengen allowed Kenjaku to see Sukuna's dead body-which led to the cursed fingers albeit without her knowledge but shrug)

Kenjaku, Love, & Motherhood

Saving da best for last, oh Kenny! I did a lot of rambling on Tengen but tbf there's so very little stuff on her I have more thoughts to share, but Kenjaku is really my favourite character in all of jjk. They're so fascinating, their curiosity driving them but also spite (just like me fr)

No but in all seriousness, Kenjaku is such a fun but sad character. Clearly, whatever happened between them and Tengen led to where they are, which I find fascinating. I know they're doing things cause of curiosity, but sometimes it does feel like they're trying to prove something (namely to Tengen). The implications that they may have grown up lonely, was friends with Tengen but had a break up, and still talks about making friends...AUGHHH

This leading to the theme of motherhood is also great. What's a better way to build a connection and to create innovation than from your own blood. Yuuji may not have a "role" as Kenjaku told Choso, but I think that's the whole point. Maybe Yuuji was made to hold Sukuna or cursed objects, who knows, but Kenjaku purposely letting him develop himself, for better or worst, definitely feels right.

And in a way I do find it enjoyable Yuuji doesn't actually care enough about Kenjaku. Yes he's trying to stop Kenny but there isn't necessarily any personal stakes that he's aware of, and I find that enjoyable for the irony: Kenjaku being so invested in Yuuji yet he won't even see it. Kenjaku, who is clearly obsessed with motherhood, fetuses, and children, cannot even get the attention of their own child.

[keepyourpantsongohan]

Ayesha Liveblogs Given S1

I have no knowledge of this show aside from that it is a Boyband Romance Anime, but I love the little puppy they've introduced in the first scene, fingers crossed for a recurring role

[Dreaming of snapped guitar strings, staring up at a dark figure and cans scattered on the floor] Your Lie in April has really set a very strange precedent for musician romance anime, I hope for a different vibe. The haunting dreams do not bode well

I like the proportions of these characters, it feels very realistic

"Seriously, say something, would you?! Use your damn words! You're creepy as hell! And your strings are rusty, that's why one of 'em broke! Fix it already!" 1) I gather by this unsolicited rant that Uenoyama and Sulky Redhead are love interests, and 2) Is that the voice of Megumi Fushiguro, Boy Kisser?

It IS the voice of Megumi Fushiguro, Boy Kisser!!!! Criticizing someone's guitar maintenance but then immediately dropping everything to fix it bc they look sweet and sad is SO Megumi. [Todo voice] I know what you are

"I had no idea that I was strumming hard on his heartstrings with my own fingers." Surely there was a better way to say this, Uenoyama?

Also, he makes it seem like the other guy fell first, when it appears to me that Uenoyama is stressing BECAUSE he thinks the other guy is cute

HAHAHA not Uenoyama listening to the Artistic Monkeys

JKHGKJH I wondered why Uenoyama first sat down, I guess it's because this stairwell is where he naps. Terrible choice, both uncomfortable and in the way

"You carry a guitar around knowing nothing about it?" A fair point

HAHAHA the way that Kaji and Haruki immediately want to show off and play a song for Sato. Accurate band vibes

"Teach me guitar... please." "Would you knock that off? I've never taught anyone. I don't even know how to teach." Gkjhgkjgh the way Sato keeps ignoring Uenoyama's very reasonable concerns and suggestions and insists he should be his teacher

[Saves Sato from gettins sideswiped] "You need to watch behind you." "But I can't see behind me."I think perhaps Sato has a condition of the mind

I love Yayoi, because this is exactly how I am lounging at home:

"I haven't been over there [to the stairwell] since yesterday. Because I had a feeling I'd break if he asked me again." LOL Uenoyama said: I never claimed to be a strongwilled man

"Was it... actually showing on my face?" Iknowwhatyouare.jpg

HAHAHAH Uenoyama worried about Sato not showing up in the stairwell (that Uenoyama had purposely been avoiding!!) but it's because Sato was holding hands with Uenoyama's bassist while waiting for him in the music studio

"Didn't you... go to the light music club?" "I did. But you were cooler, Uenoyama." AWWWW Sato

"We're gonna go for a smoke." I gather that Kaji and Haruki are a bit older than Uenoyama?

They did shortly elaborate that Haruki is in grad school and Kaji is a second year in university/college. I agree with Sato, it is impressive that Uenoyama is at the same level given they've had more time to learn!

"I want to play the first [chord] you played for me." Now this is a trope I've heard MANY times LOL. And somehow they always remember which chord that is

"He might've seemed bratty just because, y'know, he's going through puberty." LMAO real, Kaji

Ggkjghkjghg the realness of the fact to be a musician you need to have tons of disposable income. 10/10 accuracy

They've already mentioned Kaji going out with Yayoi, but with the hair tugging and the "When did you do all that?" "You wanted to see?" with Haruki, I feel like Kaji is perhaps a bisexual king

"Because I don't want to hurl from seeing some high school cover band play basic-ass J-Pop songs." Hahaha, you're a pretentious little prick, aren't you, Uenoyama?

"I'm not sure... But I had fun." [Blushes] "I see." Tee hee

"Why are you guys so buddy-buddy?" Uenoyama's friends have clocked his peculiar dynamic with Sato LOL

"Well, neither of you are exactly sociable. You're in different classes and have different personalities. All the girls have been wondering what's up too." "They're actually wondering?" "Yup, I mean Sato-kun's pretty hot, y'know? He has a lot of secret fans, but he seems so unapproachable." They are the Toya and Yuki of their school, admired widely and having their own Intimate Rituals for Touching the Skin of Other Men LOL

"No, I don't have a dad." "Huh? Oh, sorry. Uh, in that case... what kind of music do you like?" Uenoyama, King of Subtle Topic Changes

Uenoyama aftering haring Sato sing one (1) time: Oh no, I hope this doesn't awaken anything within me

"I'm not lonely. Even though I'll never see you again... Even though I still don't have any words... I'll take the thing you loved with me." Are we about to elaborate on Sato's tragic backstory and random expensive guitar?

This shot is definitely giving Bisexual Love Triangle for Kaji and Haruki and Yayoi, I love this for them:

[Haruki, internally] "Drop dead, you oblivious heartbreaker." OH????? I wasn't expecting confirmation so soon!! And from Haruki!! Tell me more

"He's the damn weirdo, here. You know Sato Mafuyu, right?" "Yeah, the guy from the class next door. I invited him to join our band." I also wasn't expecting Uenoyama to loop his Basketball friend into the music situation LOL

LOL @ Uenoyama being so upset at being rejected. Now the Chase this Guy to Be Involved in My Music Journey Vibe is on the other foot!!

"How do you keep getting a hold of Kaji-san, even though he dumped you—" HAHAH not Uenoyama seeking advice from a romantic dynamic for his Sato struggles. Telling, I think

HJKGHJGHGKJHG the Wikihow article he's consulting:

"When you were wondering why he declined, did you think to actually ask him why?" A piercing shot from Haruki LOL.

"You should probably hear him out. Music is all about communication." My favourite romance trope is when a friend (Haruki) asks the main character: Have you tried listening? And the main character is like: :o!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"There's no way Akihiko is two years younger than me..." Is that cause you have a crush on him, Haruki?

Also I love the consistency of Haruki calling everyone casually, either by first name like Akihiko and Mafuyu or by diminutive like calling Uenoyama "Uecchi"

"You just... fell off the face of the earth... Hey, wait a sec... What the hell? That thing on your back... Is that Yuki's guitar?" We've circled back to tragic backstory

Also, not the same Yuki I was referencing before lol. I was thinking of Cardcaptor Sakura's Yukito

So, I gather from the funeral shot that Yuki is extremely dead:

[Sato, internally] "Just like how everyone laughs and cries. I just... can't do it well." Oh, Sato's for sure got something. Do you think they're getting at him being autistic?

Sato running away until Uenoyama calls him by name (Mafuyu)!!!

"Are, are you crying?" asked Uenoyama, not knowing that that was a sensitive subject for Sato

"When you're in a band, you have to express yourself in front of people, right? People always tell me, I look like I'm not thinking about anything." I wasn't expecting the neurodivergence to be a plot point!

"You're not good at expressing yourself? The whole reason I invited you into our band, is because your song shook me to my core." It DID awaken something within Uenoyama! Reignited love of music, or attraction to men, or both, only time will tell

[Uenoyama, internally] "How could you say something like that with such a pained look on your face?" Ohhhhh Uenoyama understands how Sato emotes

"Ever since I met you, I'm pretty sure I've been a complete mess," thought Uenoyama, as Sato serenaded him in the street

What the fuck does Kaji make of this conversation LMAO

"I'll do it. I want to join your band." Yeehaw, here we go!

Do Ritsuka and Yayoi have parents? We haven't seen them once yet LOL

Fascinated by the College Love Triangle Subplot. It seems like Haruki is in love with Kaji, but I want them to elaborate!!

"It's like he went back to how he used to be." What happened to make Uenoyama lose his drive for music before? Just growing up?

Also Uenoyama's right, how is Yayoi so close to Kaji when they've supposedly broken up LOL?

"Looks like Sato-kun stole Uenoyama-kun from you..." LMAO not Uenoyama being more responsive to Sato's call from literally like 15 feet away than to Kasai who was literally poking him repeatedly while calling out right next to him

Oh ho ho, I think with Kasai prompting some jealousy for Sato, the romance factor might amp up (pun intended)

"That song in your head. I figured I might be able to turn into an actual song." "You remember it?" "Huh? Of course I do. I've heard it twice now." Uenoyama King of, If He Wanted To, He Would

Hee hee, I love music shopping date. What 2gether didn't have the budget for LMAO:

"Why are they always together?" "Huh?" "They're all over each other, day after day... Why are they hanging out after school, too? Why? Are they dating or something?" There's always one girl per gay romance show that goes, Hey, Men Having Friends is For Homosexuals. Which like, accurate for the duo, but not as a general rule

"Do you have finals around then?" "Uh..." [Camera pans, Uenoyama looks at Sato] [Sato shakes his head] "We're good." "You really don't give a crap about anything besides the band, do you?" HAHAHA a direct and accurate hit from Kaji

"Sorry, but can I come over tonight?" Wow, modelling drinking and not driving AND we get a Kaji-Haruki sleepover? I'm thrilled!

"Ever since I fell in love with Akihiko, it's been like my prayer for something to happen." VINDICATION!!!!!!!!!

"But that was also when I first encountered the child prodigy, Ritsuka Uenoyama." Omg, child prodigy? Go Uenoyama!

"That was the first time in my life I'd stared at another guy's face so intensely. The light hitting his eyes made them look even brighter, and the edges looked almost green." Haruki said: Move over Sato-Uenoyama slowburn, I fell hard and discovered by sexuality fast!!! Pack it up, gay people

IT'S NOT A LOVE TRIANGLE, IT'S A LOVE SQUARE, AND THERE'S ALREADY A MAN IN AKIHIKO (KAJI)'S BED!!! I LOVE THE COLLEGE ROMANCE SUBPLOT

"Wanna play some basketball?" "Are you sure?" Awww, Sato's making new friends!

"So he can smile!" said Uenoyama, as if Sato had not smiled at him numerous times already

LOL @ Haruki trying to discuss band logistics while all three other band members are focused too much on the barbecue. Accurate young men representation, based on my experiences at all-you-can-eat restaurants

This is an insane choice of where to sleep if Akihiko (Kaji) is dating someone else???? EXPLAIN THE MAN

The puppy is making a return appearance!! (Aside from the end credits, which are entirely puppy.) Woo!

"I wonder... if Sato-kun likes you." "I mean, I don't think he hates me." Kasai's initial gay accusation going right over Uenoyama's head

"Sato-kun was dating another boy from his middle school. On top of that, the guy... suddenly killed himself last year. There are rumours that Sato-kun was part of the reason he killed himself." 1) Insane way to bring this up, Uenoyama is currently Sato's best friend and 2) Did you consider, Kasai, that gay teens are at high risk of suicide not usually because of their boyfriends, but because of the lack of support and hostility from people around them?

Also the terrible revelation at why this episode is called The Reason. I'm having a bad time at this juncture

"What the hell is this weird feeling twisting in my stomach?" 50-50 on whether Uenoyama thinks it's jealousy or homophobia

"That's Yuki's guitar, right?" "His mom asked me to take it. "I guess you guys basically had both your parents' approval." Ohhhhh Mafuyu

[Mafuyu, relieved] "You are here to criticize me, then." Oh, what a fucked up and weird dynamic between Sato and Hiiragi

"Of course I'll worry. How can I help it? We've all been friends since we were little." This Yuki backstory continues to unfold

"I know it's not really fair of me, but I haven't breathed a word of what I heard that day to anyone." If anything, it would be more unfair if Uenoyama DID say anything about it

"What is that feeling, anyway? Part of me wants to run away when I hear it. Though part of me also really likes it." I'd wager that's a personal problem, Uenoyama

Akihiko said, laughing: Ah, Gay Music Anger, we've all been there

"I believe in you, son." "Are you his boss now?" The vaguely threatening aura Uenoyama has with Mafuyu when he's encouraging him musically kills me

"Oh, I know. Why not write lyrics about past relationships? That's pretty classic." "Shut your mouth, son." HAHAHA Kaji said: You will NOT hurt the feelings of our band's teen romance, Haruki

"I really admire that about you. And you know how to make coffee using a siphon." [Haruki, blushing] "Please stop killing me with kindness!" They really gotta elaborate on the man in bed in what seems like Kaji's studio apartment before I can actively root for Haruki and Kaji

What with how long Mafuyu's been travelling around, I can only imagine he's visiting Yuki's grave

I haven't said much about them, but I like that Ueki and Itaya have immediately taken to Mafuyu

[Uenoyama, internally] "Someone he loved? Oh, yeah. This is... This is definitely jealousy." He got there eventually!

They're ealborating on the man from Kaji's apartment, finally. Also, hilarious that seemingly everyone in this band is gay, but they're all keeping it from each other, despite several of them having feelings for other members. Quadruple glass closet

"If this goes any further, our band's going to fall apart." They can't be expected to work under these romantic conditions:

"Did something happen between you and Mafuyu?" [Uenoyama makes strangled noises while blushing] "Wait, what?! You already put your mitts on him?!" HAHAHA WHAT A THING TO SAY

"What do you even think happened?! Put my mitts on him? Late bloomer?!" PLEASE SOMEONE EDIT MEGUMI TO THIS DIALOGUE HAHAHAHAHA

"Your face basically says, 'I'm in love with Mafuyu.'" Uenoyama found dead on Aisle 10 kjghkjghgj

"Is there something wrong with me?" "No? What's wrong about it? That you like a guy? 'I'm only supposed to be into girls,' or something? Don't worry. That's what I thought about myself, but I've been with guys, too." BISEXUAL KAJI CONFIRMED AND WE GET A YOUNG QUEER PERSON BEING SUPPORTED BY AN OLDER QUEER PERSON? I LOOOOOOVE

"I mean, it was kinda petty [to bring up rumours about Sato being gay]. But I guess I'm glad I found out... or something." Uenoyama, Prince of Honestly Confronting His Feelings

Kaji both wants the teen romance to blossom but also has deep concerns about the state of their band

"When his hand touched my skin through my clothes, there was so much tension, it was like I'd been pierced by needles. I wanted to rip all of these needles out, strip him naked, and sully that sound." This is way more intense than Haruki's monologue, Kaji, what are they teaching you at this college?

I still have no idea what's going on between Kaji and his roommate. They've gotta be dating right? There's one bed!

"Well, yeah... I'm just striving to my usual level of performance... Isn't that enough?" "It's not. Or at least, that's what Akihiko thinks. I don't know if you're just too worried about Mafuyu to even notice, but if you go on like this, you're gonna be swallowed up by Mafuyu's sound." They really are giving these teens Musical Ultimatums for Improvement

Of all the things in this show, I am most thrown by the concept of a disposable umbrella. People in Japan just be buying cheap umbrellas for a few uses to break and throw out? What? Why? It's like a raincoat, single-use doesn't make sense! How have you marketed this successfully???

(I know how. From my limited experience in Japan, the single-use plastic industry is everywhere. It's perplexing. We aren't even allowed plastic grocery bags here!!! There's a national ban!)

"Ugetsu. You should come." "There's no point in seeing a show if the performers aren't even trying." "I'm trying! Hell, that's all I really have going for me right now!" Akihiko what's wrong with your roommate and also your self-esteem?

"Play with your new viola-playing boyfriend." "Nah, I just like his face." So they're not dating???? And Ugetsu's boyfriend doesn't mind them sharing one studio apartment and bed? WHAT'S THE DYNAMIC HERE

Mafuyu is better than me, I would NOT be leaving my place to hang out with someone I was fighting with in the rain

We finally get a boyfriend reveal, and it turns out Yuki was blond and they were macking in classrooms

"I get how you feel but—" "You have no idea how I feel!" "You're right. I don't." A fair point, Hiiragi really doesn't know what it's like to have a dead boyfriend

"Kashima Hiiragi wants to be forgiven. It doesn't matter by who. He just wants to be forgiven." Why is Kashima Hiiragi talking about himself in the third person?

Awwww we get a flashback to Baby Mafuyu and his friend group

"They were both missing something from the start. It was like they each had what the other was lacking, so Yuki needed Mafuyu, and Mafuyu needed Yuki." It's hard getting this childhood retrospective knowing that Yuki is dead

"Two days later, Yuki, who couldn't even drink, downed a huge amount of booze. And Mafuyu found him." So Yuki died of alcohol poisoning? Rough. That does explain the haunting dream from the first few scenes

"Call me sometime, you dumbass." I think this talk has been healing for Hiiragi and Mafuyu

"But more than anyone else, [Hiiragi] wants Mafuyu to forgive him." For not speaking out to Yuki? Baby, you couldn't have known

"When I talk, my dad hits me." "You know, I'm not your dad." MAFUYU AND YUKI MAKE ME SO SAD 😭😭😭😭😭😭

On one hand, totally reasonable for Uenoyama to say let's shelve the singing for now. On the other hand, poor Mafuyu, he's so sad

The guitar strings seem like a metaphor for Mafuyu's emotional state (currently broken)

"Say, Haruki. You can be a little more conceited, you know." Is now the time for stairwell flirting? Sure!

"Mafuyu, I like your sound. I was trying to give you a little push, but before I realized it, you were the one pulling me up. Ever since you showed up, my sound's been scattered, disconnected and warped. It's just a mess. But I'm having so much more fun now than when I was just playing the chords I was told to play. Damn it, what am I trying to say? I guess I suck at putting my feelings into words, too." Mafuyu took til the end to realize this was a confession LOL, he fully thought it was a criticism:

"But in reality, even if I really wanted to, I can't cry properly, and it hurts to bad... It hurts so bad I just want to scream. I always wanted someone to understand that. Even just a little bit..." Mafuyu is actively processing his trauma on stage

HAHAHAHA I kind of expected that Mafuyu would sing, but it is still funny to see how flabbergasted his bandmates are

Baby Yuki's litte glare as they take Mafuyu's dad away. The montage of their friendship and love. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh this song is getting to me

"Are you willing to die for me, then?!" Top 10 Most Haunting Options for Things You Can Say To Someone Right Before They Die. Deeply rough for Mafuyu

Every High Schooler at This Concert Venue: So we're all thinking about the same dead boyfriend, right?

HAHAHA the way that Uenoyama and Mafuyu just immediately leave the stage for a sad cuddle, ignoring the rest of their setlist and band. Wild but great

"Thank y—" [Uenoyama kisses Mafuyu] "You did so good out there. I'm gonna go play another song." DERANGED BOY KISSER, ALWAYS, 10,000/10ZO

"I'm not lonely. I'm having fun. I love music. I'm having fun during lunch. And I have someone new I'm in love with. If only I could talk to you again." Oh, Mafuyu 💔

"Yuki wanted to write a song for you. But you wanted him to say, 'Let's do this together,' didn't you?" Hiiragi said: Is your new boyfriend helping you resolve your past relationship trauma?

"A date? You never even asked me out." "Well, that goes for both of us. You never did either." Yuki and Mafuyu's relationship was quite sweet, they're really selling me on it

"Let's have sex in the bathroom when we get back." "Yeah. Let's not." HAHAHAH Yuki, so bold. I guess the shirtless bed scene in the romance montage wasn't for nothing!

After all those episodes, we finally get an appearance from Uenoyama and Yayoi's dad LOL, trying to help his daughter avoid an impulse haircut

Also, apparently Yayoi and Kaji did not date, he only gently let her down. Things are looking up for Haruki

"Man, being in love must be rough. Love?" [Flashbacks to the previous night and kissing Mafuyu] LMAO @ UENOYAMA JUST PROCESSING HIS OWN ACTIONS NOW. Also, this dialogue is another excellent opportunity for a Megumi edit

"My boyfriend was kinda surprised to see that side of Sato-san." Is Waka's boyfriend Hiiragi or Shizusumi?

"I think I was just hit with your band's passion. I want to see where you guys go from here." [Haruki blushes and hides his face in his hands] "You react in a really cute way, you know that? Wait, I feel like I just tried to make a pass at you." You did, Yatake

Poor Kaji walking in, I wonder how the stairwell flirt concluded

KHDKHHKJH the sudden narrator interjection after 10 episodes: "Uenoyama came to a conclusion. 'Whatever. If I'm gonna die, might as well go while I'm still young.'" UENOYAMA PLS

"You can stay a bit longer." "You're surprisingly pushy." "Just five more minutes." [Uenoyama blushes and caves immediately] Hahaha I'd say new dynamic unlocked but actually think this has been the dynamic the whole show

"Where could he have possibly stored all that sadness in that skinny body of his?" LNKGJLKGJ what??? This just in: Skinny people can't be sad

"My dead boyfriend's mom gave me this guitar." Insane reasoning for why you want the word 'give' in your band's title LMAO?????

"Would a CD work for you?" This is the only thing that has dated the show to a specific era hahaha RIP CDs

[Ugetsu, internally] "But that's why it's such a waste. This kid could be really big if he had the right kind of trigger." Kaji's roommate really brings a sinister aura everywhere he goes

"I like you, Uenoyama-kun." "Huh?" Mafuyu said: I am not one for beating around the bush

PLS I want more scenes from inside Uenoyama's brain, the dinosaurs and gradient rainbow "It's mutual" really got me

HAHAHAHA they immediately delivered on my request with a more unhinged version of Inside Out, also taking place inside Uenoyama's brain:

"No matter how you spin it, hooking up with bandmates is only gonna cause trouble [...] I'd be totally against it, no matter what." Hahahaha not Uenoyama forcing himself to watch a mental video of past regrettable statements

"You guys are going to start dating? You're not dating yet, are you?" "Not yet. I just told him how I felt." HHAHAHA NOT THE POLLING THEIR BAND MEMBERS

[Bowing] "Please let us have this. We'll do our best." Awwww Uenoyama's so cute

HAHAHAAHA THEY HEADLOCK HARUKI INTO A GROUP HUG IN GRATITUDE FOR BEING ALLOWED TO DATE

Kaji being like: Alright, fair enough, the fact you're dating is partially my fault anyway

"But you don't have a guitarist right now, right? You don't have any friends, Hiiragi," said Mafuyu, in what was both a cutting insult but also an accurate statement since both of Hiiragi's friends were in this room

"How are we supposed to know what anyone born in the 1000s was thinking?" NOT BORN IN THE 1000S HAHAHAH. All of the adults looks of horror. Been there, baby

This birthday pie reminds me that there was a time in my life where being pied was more of an active threat than it is now. Times, they change

"You're in love, aren't you? What kind of girl is she?" A six foot tall, burly and pierced man named Akihiko Kaji

Also, both Kaji and Haruki are bi! Love that for them. This band is somewhere between 1/2 and 3/4 bisexual, which is my preferred ratio for bisexual characters LOL <3

"What kind of song do you want to write next?" I guess I'll find out in the sequel film

[whilomm]

Random thing ive been learning about, ive been looking into vintage sewing machines (just got an elna supermatic im gonna try and get working!) and learned a cool thing about how they used to make different stitches before things were computerized: these discs called "cams"!

simply put, theyre like lil gears that move the needle around to make diff designs, similar to how computerized machines do just like, mechanically. there are both built in cams (usually in cam stacks) and drop in cams that you can switch out.

now, the problem is: cams can be hard to find apparently! theres only so many of course, and while they arent that expensive individually (a few bucks apiece from what im seeing), it seems like its a pain in the ass to track down specific ones (ive seen so many people bemoaning the ducky elna cam. everyone wants that duck!)

because theyre usually just bits of plastic, it wouldnt be THAT hard to just. 3d print em. maybe it wouldnt give the best results, but hey, a ducky thats gonna wear out a lil too fast might be better than not having a ducky at all, and if people had the files at least someone could theoretically produce them thru better means, like injection molding or whatever.

but of course making a 3d printing database of cams is easier said than done. not for lack of trying apparently! ive found stuff like this thread of someone trying to put together a project to make a database of elna cams (which was later abandoned going by the comments), i found at least one for the elna zigzag cam (nice, might need it if i get my machine working!) , and there are at least a few files available for more popular cams like on singers. heres a thread with someone sharing a buncha files, which i cant verify bc i dont have a printer but they have the duck! and also apparently the dick, which is nice.

if you reverse engineer this shit you could design your own cams, like heres someone who made a 3-step zig zag cam, and a couple of projects for "design your own cams" which. sound cool but idk how modeling works so idk how to do this lmao. but thats so neat!

and theoretically it would be SO easy for someone to just make a database of every cam they could find and upload em for anyone to use but well. again, easier said than done. im finding a lotta scattered files, but unless im missing it i dont think anyones made a single nice lil page filled with the files for cams across diff machines.

...anyway, if anyone knows how this shit works I think it would b really cool if someone made a heartbeat cam and a lil bat cam. those would be fun!

[ofmermaidstories]

the other day you said something something love triangle but the real question is who would YOU choose

no polyam, someone's heart has to break

Ok ur ON.

First thing’s first: what’s our perimeters? What flavour of Love Triangle? Bakugou vs. Deku? Bakugou vs. Kiri? Deku vs. Kiri? Do we exclude Bakugou because I have an obvious bias? Add a different character for the fun of it? Shinsou vs. Monoma? Iida vs. Sero? Iida vs. Bakugou??? (Sorry, I just really like Bakugou 🥹) Do you guys want a little Villain action??? Dabi vs. Shiggy??? Dabi vs. Aizawa???? Aizawa vs. Hawks?????

And THEN—pretending we narrow that down, which Merms do we want in the ring? Are we talking true-to-life Merms (lazy, self-destructive, holds massive grudges)? Or Palatable Fic-ified Merms (stubborn about asking for help, passionate, loyal)? Do we treat this like I’ve always been apart of their world, or is this a isekai situation where I’m armed with meta-knowledge about them? (that seems a bit rude tbh…. going in knowing intimate things about them that someone else mightn’t 🥺)

This is my proposed scenario, just so we have something to answer with, but feel free to send more challenging ones lmfao:

Palatable Fic-ified Merms, always apart of the BNHA world, and it’s between Bakugou and Deku (because I’m currently writing them).

We’ll go with my usual m.o. as a set-up: civvie, not apart of the Pro Hero world (bc id rather die lmfao), maybe in some kind of service-based industry to facilitate a meeting! I’m fairly good at people-focused jobs, and I don’t date/use dating apps, so to get into a relationship with me you’re either going to need to literally bang on my door, or we see enough of each other to form some kind of polite relationship that eventually ramps up.

Okay, so we’ll pretend we have that all done: what’s our inciting event? Do I get to know one of them before the other? Even if you had both Deku and Bakugou coming into [workplace] together, Deku is so much more of a people-person—he’s going to be the one that talks, that introduces the both of them—the one that anyone is going to get to know first. And since fic!Merms is me, I feel confident enough to say that that dumb bitch would be like “omg 🥺” about Deku immediately. He’s such a sweetheart! A people-collector! You end up in his orbit whether you want it or not! It would be so easy to get swept up by his goodness, I think, especially if you’re a tiny bit vulnerable (stubborn about asking for help).

Just to make things interesting, let’s give fic!Merms one of my greatest flaws—boop 🪄✨! now she’s insecure! So here’s this shiny, good-boy superhero who is like, how are you, how are things, we missed you the other week—and fic!Merms is just like, wow, he’s so nice, i will never indicate any interest ever :)

But uh-oh! Kacchan’s there! Kacchan who has Sneaky Introvert Syndrome—who notices everything!!! Because he’s watching!!! Silently!!!! Like a creep!!!! Kacchan’s not a dumbass—he’s going to clock immediately that fic!Merms has a crush on Mr. Oblivious Greatest Hero there. And tbh I think he’d just kind of roll his eyes about it (idiot extras, he thinks, unkindly)—until, uh-oh, something happens! The crush either gets us into an embarrassing situation, or a dangerous one (there’s an attack, and Deku shouts for us to get down, or something, but we hesitate because he’s hurt—and Kacchan has to barrel in and get us out of the way!). Afterwards, Kacchan tells us bluntly, “Either get over it, or pick your balls up from the ground and tell ‘im.”

“And what am I meant to do with them later on?” We ask, mulish. “Put them in the same purse as yours?”

“Drop ‘em again, since you’re so good at being a pussy,” Kacchan would say, unimpressed.

This doesn’t change a thing! 😌 We resolve to ignore him—only it’s a little bit hard to, sometimes, when Deku sweeps by with his easy smile and sunshine-yellow cape, and Bakugou’s beside him, flinty-eyed. 🥺 Ruining the view!!!

(“Tell him,” Bakugou says one day, stopping by without Deku. “‘M sick of your stupid moony face.”

“Shut up!” We hiss—this is embarrassing!!!

“Tell him,” he says, louder. “Or I’m gonna do it for yer.”)

It’s a nightmare! Sometimes a girl just wants a harmless little crush to waste time with, an indulgent lil daydream, and now we have this ASSHOLE stomping around demanding we ruin that for ourselves by doing something as stupid as confessing our feelings! Hateful!!! Why would anyone do something that dumb!!!

While that torment is happening, we end up eating out with them—Deku and Bakugou, and a couple of their friends. Crammed in some tiny bar, eating chicken skewers and grilled okra and holding giant glasses of cheap beer. And it’s easy. We’re wedged between Deku and Bakugou and their friends are friendly and curious and have funny stories—and it’s a good night! We don’t worry about our stupid crush being Revealed, or even meaning anything. Not until Deku turns to listen to us as we’re explaining, too excited, some personal project (something fun and dumb we do in our quiet time, alone) to one of the others—and he’s smiling because he’s glad we’re having fun and we fumble with our words because oh, oh no, he’s really close and it’s unnerving and we forget the point of what we were talking about—

“Yeah, and?” Bakugou prompts, annoyed, passing us a plate of more skewers. “Don’t just end it there, dumbass—explain it.”

(We launch back into our explanation—and completely miss the confused look Deku gives Kacchan, who’s determinedly not looking at him)

Oh but Merms, you say, this is too easy—Bakugou’s winning!

Nope! Wrong! Because while Bakugou was being a grade-school asshole, Deku was doing what Deku does best—being his shiny good-boy self! Stubborn about asking for help—one day after work (or during! sometimes you just gotta have it out!) Deku finds us, idk, crying or something.

“What’s wrong?��� He asks with all this maddening concern, like he really cares (he probably does). “Are you alright? I’m here—it’ll be okay.”

Sometimes all you need is the right person to ask the right question at the right time—we blab it ALL. Whatever our [insert problem here] is, he hears it ALL. Traumadump! He’s probably a little baffled, but I think a few years of being a Pro Hero means he’s seen the worst of it, and then some—he stays with us. Accompanies us home, afterwards. Maybe we detour to grab dinner, and it ends up involving more venting, more reassurances—we have an emotional hangover when he leaves that night but!! Then our phone pings!!! It’s Deku, saying that he’s asked [insert another Pro here] who has a Quirk that can help/experience in [problem here], and that if it’s okay, they’ll [insert beginning of solution here].

It’s so—reliving. Overwhelming. When we see Bakugou next, sans Deku, and he decides to be Rude about our crush we’re a little harsher than usual, sharper, in telling him to shut up. And Bakugou’s not a dumbass—he knows immediately that something’s shifted. He drops it, his mouth tightening, and we are chilly to him (we’re chilly to each other) for weeks afterwards.

But how is this a triangle, Merms? You ask! Where is the choice when someone is just so good?

Haha! You walked right into it! Because while Deku is the overwhelming good, the outreached hand promising it’s okay, I’ve got you, I will fix this, Bakugou is smoulder, the force that pushes us into being something better, because we have to, because we always had it. Problems will generally get worse before they get better—ours snowballs, the help Deku wrangled in exacerbating the issue. We explode! Remember, we gave our Mermie stand-in some passion—so BOOM! We can’t hold it anymore! We unleash and it’s Bakugou who appears, during the wreckage—with his giant Sneaky Introvert Ears, and his stupid Sneaky Introvert face, watching us warily—carefully.

“C’mon,” he says. “You can lose y’re shit, but ain’t any use in giving up.”

(He’s right, of course, as much as we don’t want to admit it. But we get back up, and when it comes time to patching everything together he’s there—Mr. Sneaky Introvert Stand-by, who grumbles but doesn’t leave.)

Have you ever been caught between two people? And maybe they’re so different from each other, and you, on the outside—but on the inside they’re both made of the same golden soul, the same strength and determination and you want that for yourself, in yourself? So you try to match it: you try to prove that you can help yourself, that you can be just as brave and as wonderful. You try to prove to Deku that his kindness doesn’t exist in a vacuum—that it can be returned, even in small things (you help others; you have lunch waiting for him, sometimes. you reach out a hand to him when he’s having a bad day, an ugly day, a day that shuts him down and drains him out). You try to prove to Bakugou that you’re made of the same firepower he is—that you can wield it, just like he can (you stick up for yourself; you show up for others, without them asking. You grin at him when he walks in, unwavering. Unflickering).

Things always come to a head, though. Best Friends isn’t a term either would use for the other—they both save that for other relationships, formative ones that built them up in ways neither of them were equipped to do for each other at the time. It isn’t enough to describe what they are to each other. What they have been. It doesn’t describe how they know each other like the ins and outs of their own souls, and how that means they can see it when the other eases in your presence. When one of them laughs too easily (Deku), or grins too sharp—sudden and bright and unexpected, like lightning (Bakugou). They don’t talk about it. It’s almost a kindness… until something goes terribly, terribly wrong (a massive villain fight, upending half the city and leaving it in embers), and one of them is caught in the blaze of a building, trying evacuate it—the other bleeding out in the middle of the battle-field, their latest threat curling over them, gloating.

We’re about to lose them both! But facing this, seeing this, one thing is clear—the worry for them, for them both, is hot and sickly and awful, but there’s one face we think of first, when it happens.

[qprstobin]

So I agree with most of your fanon complaints but tbh I sometimes will still read fics with mildly annoying habits and just like, compartmentalize the parts that annoy me. I do it with the show too but I'm better at compartmentalizing with fanfic lol. Part of it is I follow a few really really good thoughtful fanfic writers so I haven't seen all of the stuff you've talked about. However I have seen the hiding veggies in meals headcanon & tho i didn't find it appealing or cute, it didn't bother me bc I interpreted as like an idiosyncrasy. Everyone's got em yk. my sister's friend is a literal genius, responsible, hard worker but also chaotic and will have these random Things that might make her seem immature. Like she does eat vegetables but if I heard that her boyfriend had to sneak them in her meals I wouldn't bat an eye.

That's completely understandable! There are plenty of things I don't like in fandom (either in this one or other ones) where I'm able to be like "I don't like this but the rest of the fic is good enough to ignore it" or "I normally hate this trope but I really like how this author wrote it". (I live by the rule that for all my complaining that anything can be tolerable/make sense if it's done well enough.) I used to be able to do that in this fandom but my tolerance level has dropped a lot lmao. It's much easier for me to do in say the Star Wars fandom. (Now that's a fandom with a lot of infighting!)

A big part of the issue is that it never is just one person or one thing lol. Someone writing something with a character being a bit childish or idiosyncratic is fine on its own, but when it's paired with a bunch of other questionable tropes or it's just done soooo much is when I start scratching my head.

Like I think I've mentioned before unrelated to this, but I do actually think that Steve probably is someone who likes to clean, a lot of the Stobin gang see him as something of a neat freak. On its own, Steve doing most or all of the cleaning because he's that anal feels really in character. It's when you pile all of these things on top of each other to where Eddie is doing nothing and Steve is doing everything that I'm like hmm. Don't like that.

Wrt to the veggie thing specifically... idk I guess you could take it as a quirky thing, but hiding vegetables in food hoping the person doesn't notice is literally one of the biggest stereotypical parent things I feel like? And I think it's having Steve specifically do it and Eddie not noticing that makes me side eye it.

Like lol, that's always the cliché, a kid moves out (normally a son) and you find out they aren't eating vegetables and only eating junk, so the mom has to do something to get her son to eat better. Which like I get it I have to fight with myself to eat healthy sometimes, most vegetables have a gross texture to them but lol my body feels better when I'm eating them so! It's especially the hiding aspect too like man Steve can even talk to Eddie about eating healthier? Finding healthy foods Eddie does actually like if he's that concerned about his health? He has to hide it like Eddie is a five year old?

And maybe you're right and it is meant to be more idiosyncratic but like I said, when you pair it with all the other shit fandom is doing it ends up feeling like just another way people have been writing tradwife/caretaker Steve lol.

[angeltism]

CASPIAN'S UNIVERSE LORE DROP BC I AM SANE AND NORMAL. This entire ramble is from a while ago so if there's grammar fuckups then oops! I don't care :3

In this universe, there’s a loooot of different gods and goddesses.. Typical fantasy stuff, right? Welllll, each gemstone in this universe is made in the image of one of them, so although they might consider it like that, to put it simply for us; Each divine being is represented by a crystal/mineral, and they are referred to as that stone and share colors/patterns with their respective stones.

They all work together in some capacity to keep the universe functioning, keeping the balance, all that divinity stuff. However, because of a prestigious organization that also holds an academy in the “center” of the world (whether this is figuratively or literally valentin has nawt decided yet), they also occasionally give blessings to the humans who are part of this organization.

The organization itself (brainrotted too hard about Caspian to think of an actual name. help) works a lot, doing various things around the world. Mainly teaching people about the gods and goddesses, upholding peace in cities and doing charity work. The academy that they run provides training and higher education on the topics of the gods/goddesses, the properties of gemstones and alll about the blessings one can receive from divinity.

Now.. how does one go about getting a blessing? Well, in the olden days, people just happened to stumble upon magical areas that just so happened to provide a gateway into the realm of a random gem, and then they got their opportunity to ask for a blessing. Nowadays, it's a much more widespread yet pretty controlled thing. Members of the organization are permitted to perform rituals that have been perfected over the course of centuries to open up their own gateway, where they can choose which divine being to contact, as opposed to just having to hope the random enchanted gate you found while hunting is for the god you want to get a specific blessing from. When a blessing is given, the person who received it will also be given the gemstone made in the being's image, which can help a lot with being respected and considered important. People tend to make them into earrings, add them to clothes or other items, or just find any way that they can to show them off.

Certain divine beings specialize in specific domains (like amber would be your best bet for things related to time, like being able to live longer or whatever) but basically all of em have the capability to do anything. Well. Anything? Really? Not quite! Turning to the divine beings/gods and goddesses/gems, who I'll just be reffering to as the first one of those, for a second.. They don't really care what mortals are doing, like. They really just Do Not Care. They occasionally don't bless certain people or give out certain things that they feel could risk tipping off the balance of the universe, but otherwise they're pretty chill. They're also not a big fan of people breaking their gems, as it's technically a part of them, so that's also a factor in whether or not they may bless someone.

Ookay.. so the divine beings seem okay with giving people basically anything they want. Why not just try to get as many as you can and speed-run existence and become a demigod through all their blessings the moment you learn how to make your own gateways? Welll, see, there's some modern rules for that..

Unless stumbled upon naturally, individuals at the academy (which is the only place you'd learn to do those rituals, and you're kinda sworn to not just. give that info out for free.) must wait to achieve certain milestones before they're allowed to make a certain amount of visits to the divine beings. There's three main ranks, which are basically just differentiated by uniform, but otherwise it's basically a seamless transition between all of em and instead of being "tier 1" "tier 2" "tier 3" it's more of a gradient. What tier someone is in is usually judged by high tier 3 people, and someone may spend years in mid tier 2, or go from low tier 1 to low tier 2 within a year because they're dedicated/naturally talented/did something important/etc

Ranking up is usually when people are given the "go ahead" to pursue getting another blessing, but occasionally it'll happen for other things too (like maybe you do something super heroic, or you discover something new and important, or whatever). If someone is believed to have gotten a blessing when they shouldn't have (like a drought kills everyone's crops but this one guy's farmer family's entire field is somehow untouched despite literally everyone else having dead crops or whatever) they'll be investigated and, if they do have a blessing, their gem will be taken away and shattered.

This doesn't really do anything to the person themself, however it makes the divine beings go "hm actually Fuck You you irresponsible mortal" and their punishment from them might be worse than anything mere mortals could do..

This also ties into the divine beings taking into account if this'll happen if they bless someone or not. if they realize "hey you're gonna get your door kicked down and this piece of me is gonna get crushed" they'll turn down whoever is trying to get their blessing.

Nowwww… who could be the mysterious person who founded this oh-so important and influencial organization? Well, it couldn't be anyone else except Caspian! He's made thousands of deals with the divine beings, at least two for each one (which if you look at all the different types of gems there are.. that's a lot!) and is basically immortal, super strong, etc etc everything you'd find on a Mary Sue character ref sheet. But it's okay! He's a benevolent and kind ruler who doesn't overuse his powers, abuse them, or do anything like that, right? In fact, he's just a background character, only mentioned in the world building of this story and is totally irrelevant to the quest the main character will go on-

WRONG. You know everything I said up there? The rules that apply to everyone else? Now throw them out of the window. The universe, even. Just while you think about this evil little (6ft 4in) man. As I said, he's gotten countless blessings and is.. nearly a divine being himself. Why would the divine beings allow this? What if he tried to take over? Well, he's just that manipulative. Every single time he opens a gateway it's basically just him going "I just wanna help my organization keep working!! I'm so wise, kind and trustworthy and would neeeever do anything to betray my pals, the gems, who've done sooo much for me 😊😊😊 Why would I do that? I'm such a good person. Now gimme +100 years of life pretty please." and it WORKS. If the divine beings get suspicious? Get blessings from some of the less known ones or just take a break for a few decades. It's basically like minutes for him anyways.

He's. Basically planning on trying to ascend to godhood. And I LOVE him. He's such a terrible person. But he's never done anything wrong in his life. He's my poor little meowmeow who even he has forgotten why he's doing all this!! He's suppressed all his trauma so deep down that it's basically rotted away in his memory for hundreds of years. He needs a therapist but no living being is good enough to listen to him. At least, from his pov..

And now because I cannot think of anything else, I'll just mention that Caspian in my mind is like. REALLY ATTRACTIVE. But I can never draw him the way I imagine!! Like whatever he's old but among all those blessings that may or may not be storing up power to become a god, he's definitely gotten some "make me stay attractive for forever" blessings here and there, y'know?? Like what's one blessing spent on something kinda trivial, especially if he's going to one of the less powerful gods to keep his facade up. Anyways I am VERY sane about him (lying) (lying) (lying)

[sunshades]

HELLOOO 🍁 for tiare, marcus, and persnaps even rovi if u want :3c can be in terms of actual season and/or eladrin season for funsies

[oc asks]

OMG... babe wake up The Controversial Eladrin Question is here...

🍁 what is their favourite season? why?

(👑) well that's gotta be spring no question! (EXTREMELY LOUD INCORRECT BUZZER AND THE LIE DETECTOR GIVES ME AN ELECTRIC SHOCK) okay. actual answer: considering the main real world ref for brasidas maybe they too have a winter that lasts all the way to march... and it'd bother them as a Concept, how it lasts so little and doesn't do nearly enough to change the place. u want it to make the whole place green and warm but it doesn't. symbolically: it was kalan's season and they're trying So Hard to be that kinda person who is unbothered and joyful but they just aren't. NOWWW in season terms. and in eladrin terms. summer is about Action and strong emotions that are sometimes Bad AND it's about the sun being annoying as fuck. and mimi's at a summer point in his life. burning light reflecting off the water and limeade that needs more sugar 🍋 and. he'll learn to like spring again probably. in the eladrin sense of letting themselves be happy bc they feel like it and not because It's The Way I Should Be and also in the literal sense of: they need to go to a big flower field in the middle of spring and see the snow thaw and see that maybe SOMEONE was right and even their home can bloom in its own way and there is something good and worth saving in it. look at it all with brand new eyes. then it'll be spring.

(🍊) oughhh my boy... having barely really met anyone with even a drop of elven blood i def think marcus doesn't really have the... cultural baggage? about seasons that tiare has, which is a little bad and a little good. as we have previously established: he's mostly been autumn all his life literally because he's Like That and hasn't really… been feeling things that deeply, in a sense. not to be always quoting that ask polly post but yk "it's the strongest emotion you've ever felt and you've convinced yourself it's your destiny". actually another: the fucking conan gray song that goes "u don't have to act like all you feel is mild (...) u don't really like the sun it drives u wild" something like that going on. been too long by himself and it's like he's forgotten that he too is... just some guy and can feel angry or attached to someone just like anyone else and there's nothing wrong with it. so that is marcus' lack of eladrin baggage 🧍‍♂️ but similarly to mithra! i think rn he likes spring a lot, all the bright colors that feel so different from him, but he'll probably grow to like autumn as a Thing later on. spring being a symbol of rebirth but autumn too as a sign of a slower change, and a time to value your memories rather than just looking for something different. the backyard covered in brown and orange leaves and his mother's hands red with pomegranate seeds.

(🏞) ROVIIIII ok actually. despite having drawn em wintery to signify that in current times they're not doing well. they actually like winter a lot! they aren't winter a lot because they're just. not pensive and reflective enough, or haven't been most of their lifeSARFDTGHDSF genuinely don't think she has much baggage about it (i'm NOT lying, unlike for the marcus answer) which i guess is the positive point of having grown up in the feywild! they've always been used to change, it doesn't seem to bother them. anyway. i think the season roviere's most aligned with (and probably my favorite color palette for them also DCGHJD) is spring for sunlight til late in the evening and good winds perfect for seafaring. ideal conditions. but if you asked them: summer because they think they're hottest as a blonde. fall is probably nonio's favorite because the red to blue gradient is pretty and to him it means they're not Hyper Spring Mode so maybe they could sit down to relax together. so rovi likes it too by proxy.

[theuniverseawakens347]

You get body augmentations on the bottom half and miss the most VITAL PART OF A WORKING LEG and go straight to high light the ass cheeks only - YOU WANA BE A SLUT YOU WANA BE SEEN FOR BUTT N TITS N DICK SUCKING LIPS = YO BED GAME SUCK - A NIGGA HIT WHEN HE BORED NEED A EGO BOOST .. CANT squeeze a clip right now might just go bust a bottom tear bitch the rest of the team “can’t touch” bc they prolly don’t like A FOR EVERYBODY SLUT YOU JUST NUTTED IN - YOU STILL THE LAME HO ON THE TEAM ..

Since Yal relate yo HO life to money n sex

Noah decorsi .. I BUSTED YOU DOWN ONE TIME. KEY WORD I.

You begged since 5th grade ( it’s gon seem raunchy writing this and the wrong ones gon slide on the “she a ho” - THE NIGGAS WHO CANT HIT BUT LIED TO FIT IN JUSTIN OF LONDON)

That’s 2006 … 5th grade. I BUSTED YOU DOWN IN MY BACK SEAT 2018 end of April … ONE TIME - A BITCH WANTED DICK AND MY USUAL BUSS WASNT AROUND ALSO MY EX WAS NAGGIN - THE NIGGA TRAITS IN ME W DISCIPLINE.. YOU a familiar nigga in a time a bitch was on a path caught between old life and entering a new phase .. - 6 MONTHS NO SEX W MY EX .. 🤷‍♀️

IIT WAS A ONE TIME BUSS MY NUTT .. nigga wasn’t equipped for a round two so I dropped you off at your spot also I CAME FOR ONE NUT. Tf YOU TRYNA TRAP A BITCH CAUSE YOU FINALLY GOT TO LICK 🤢 NO. IM GOOD. .. - YOU FEIN FOR PUSSY THE WAY YOU FEIN FOR DRUGS

( also we 23/24 here next time YOU ALMOST got it ( for the same reason) im pushing 25 - the brain FULLY DEVELOPS- A BITCH WHO DONT DO DRUGS AND WHY I TURNED YO ASS DOWN AND WENT STRAIGHT TO TRISTAN BEFORE YOU EVEN TRIED TO FUCKING RAPE ME ON SOME “let’s smoke n “chill” - NAW NIGGA ILL SMOKE BUT MY SISTER W ME CAUSE YOU BEING A CREEP WHO CANT TAKE NO FOR A ANSWER - NOW YOU ROBBING ME $3000 CAUSE YOU FEEL LAME AND PLAYED .. but I played you how you Justin of London play bitches sexually and my nigga pockets financially then try n pimp him ur torn up pass around sand paper coochie bitches you pumped STDs n babies into SO YAL COULD GET HIM VULNERABLE TO PASS ME TO YOU - VINCENT DAUSTIN NO NIGGA .. Stephen was something different after Tristan - a 3 Buss down WHO LOOK LIKE T CAUSE T TOO CHICKEN TO COME TALK TO A REAL BITCH - ALSO IM SETTING YOU NIGGAS UP FOR MURDER ON THE BACK END FOR KILLING MY FAMILY FOR FUCKTARK LEE GARLINGTON USING MY COLLEGE EX IAN MCDOWELL AND TRISTANS “BESTIES” NOAH DECORSI ( jealous over pussy and Ian) AND JUSTIN OF FUCKTARD MAC N KILO GRIMY ASSES KILL THE TEAM FOR RENT N CAR NOTE MONEY TO FLEX ON A EAZY THROW A COMPLIMENT BITCH WHO ALSO TRYNA SET YOU UP FOR FINANCIAL HEAVEN BY TRAPPING YOU W A BABY N EXPENSES “you like” NAILS N ASS SHOTS DUMBASSES.

YOU LIKE RETARDED ATTENTION SO GUESS WHAT YOU GET RETARDED MONEY PLAYS THAT SEND YOU TO JAIL W A RETARDED ATTENTION SEEKING BITCH WHO GON SEXX YO CLIQUE AND HAVE BABIES W THE HOMEO JUST SO YOU CAN HUG HER

����

And Yal think I want to pass around limp dick only hard off a perc in me - NO ESPECIALLY AFTER 25. Tf pick up a science book 48 laws of power ain’t do shit for you niggas but get you federal death row penalties IN ALL SEX TOURS OF LIFE. CONGRATS- this was about ddg but you gon find yo NON TEAM PLAYER ASS SELF IN HER - HALLE A FEMALE YOU LIKE LEE TO HOWARD YOU FUCKL RETARDS TOGETHER WHO NOT WINNING AT LIFE YOU JUST GOT A CHILD TO LOSE EM AND YA MONEY N YA MANSION*

MADE OFF MY FUCKING COOCHIE SEEDS N MY TALENT N MY MOM MUSIC PACS LEFT BEHIND FOR ME OF AGE TO JOIN THE INDUSTRY YOU CHEAP GRIMMY ASS BASTARDIZED FUCK TARD.

And you thought I was just gon hop on yo dick ddg cause you got designer on and MY BABY HANGING OUT THE BAG!? - YOU RAPED ME AND HALLE. AND CHLOE. LYING TO THEM GIRLS

“Chloe we use ur egg and Halle surrogates” - WHY YOU JUST AINT PUBLICLY DATE CHLOE!?? - “she a ho Halle respectable” - THEYRE BOTH HOS YOU IDIOT.

Neither brought you happiness MY EGG DID AND YOU FORGE SIGNATURES AND FAKED DOCUMENTS W HOWARD NUGENT TO SAY I SAID IT WAS OKAY TO HAVE MY FUCKING CHILD “look I’m a dark skin version of her REAL NIGGA”

NO UR A FAKE IVF INCUE CLONE OF MY GODLY FAMILY - NICE BLASPHEMY AND SETTING TONYA UP FOR MURDER USING PAULA BARTON - TF IS WRONG W YOU “we want a lil Darniece someone to control for murder n crimes”

🫤🖕

[loserlvrss]

omg yay!! also just like hi, how are you?? lol, i’m new to ur blog (obviously?) but i see u write for a lot of different groups that i love so that’s really exciting!!

i’ll just assume you’ve seen the little crop top stage outfit yedam had recently like??? why’s his waist so small and cute like that :((( and his shoulders are sooo broad?? his body is so pretty :( and like i’m so proud of all of them they seem so confident on stage and performed so well (and so many times)!!!

umm okay so like.. i don’t want to be too feral because again i’m new to ur blog and like.. warning ig these are hard thoughts? so like i see him as a switch… i can’t rly decide on sub leaning or dom leaning yet though… i feel like he could go either way because he’d love if u gave him all ur attention and just focused on making him feel good, he’d make the prettiest sounds and be soo cute begging for u to let him cum :((( but i could also see him wanting to dominate you and taking the lead, seems like he would maybe be into teasing and edging you maybe? idrk… :(

i hope this wasn’t too weird or too vague?? but um anyways thank u if u end up finding a chance to respond to this<333

— ☆ hiihi c: i’m doing well, welcome to my account !! sorry i dropped off the face of the earth for 5 days :ccc work </3

TWINNN i fear you and me might be the same personnn bc ever since boys planet i thought yedam was sooo pretty likeeee ????? men in crop tops >>>>>> & he’s soo in his element when he’s performing and dancing like :cc sir stop it i can’t handle this that’s so attractive of you and im supposed to be loyal to my mannn lmao

i love my men with niche obsessions and hobbies what can i say

but, like ALL of onepact performs so well <33 we love to see it

anyways, to these thoughts of yours (dw about EVER being too feral for me lol) he’s got such switch energy idk like i can see him doing whatever you wanted from him — it probably changes from day to day. and oh my god don’t even get me started on the sounds i think this man could (and would) make for you, he’s got such a nice voice so yk what that means >.< did anyone say voice kink ?? anyways, yes i think he would also use that to his advantage and tease you verbally, as well as physically; EDGING. personally, i think he’d also be the type to push on your stomach while fucking you so that you feel it all. definitely wants to hold your hand through the whole thing though — might even use your own to push on your stomach. idk if i think he’d be super verbal as a dom (as a sub, yes) but trust it’d be intense either way. such pretty eyes staring at you dude oh em gee.

- soph 𓆤

[updownlately]

but in saying all that it doesn’t help that fans hype her up for it and excuse it as her being ‘cheeky’ like don’t get me wrong I love Katie she seems like a genuinely nice person and is a great player but I also feel like it would be hard to change your style of play after doing it for so long iykwim.

On another note I feel like a lot of her fan base would disappear if she stopped playing as aggressively as some people only watched her for that type of play or the drama she is linked to which is totally unfair on her.

Bit of a completely different topic (sorry not sorry) but I also find it unfair how people automatically assume she is in the wrong with the rue drama/ break up just because she is close with Caitlin. It’s also unfair how rue talks about anyone involved like they couldn’t watch it or fans couldn’t consume it and hate on Katie and Caitlin for it. Like rue constantly hates on Katie and drops snide comments about things but ppl say it’s fine bc she got ‘cheated on’ and it’s her coping mechanism. No hate to rue but she’s dropping (non subtle) hints that Katie cheated and the internet is chewing it up when in reality it could not be true (or it could idk) but it’s still unfair to assume that Katie cheated and it’s unfair to drag Caitlin into it. I understand she can be heartbroken as it was a long relationship but at the end of the day it’s really uncalled for and effects playing as shown in the World Cup.

Sorry I felt like that last paragraph was a bit off topic but I feel like it falls under the heading a little bit since it’s about ppl doing unnecessary things or not controlling themselves better

yeah no i don't doubt it isn't easy and its so hard to get out of a 'persona' that has been your identity for so long, especially to tens of thousands of fans, but i think it can definitely be deescalated to a point where it isn't as harmful? like again, im all for shithousery, even the ones katie does, but like only sometimes yk? like once in a while, sure, understandable. but game-in, game-out? gets tough for me to support her as a fan bc like, i just don't find that style of play appealing in the least.

your second paragraph really points out the main issue with her changing up her play style, she will very very likely lose fans. maybe not the veteran ones that watch for the skill, but the ones that watch for the shithousery for sure, and i don't doubt that is likely a huge number. it is a shitty situation unfortunately.

in terms of the rue/katie thing, i feel like everyone's looked so deep into it, trying to pry information, that it's lowkey absurd.

there's a reason they didn't publicly announce it. there's a reason there's been very few mentions of the actual cause. and it's because we don't really need to know. it's their personal lives and if this is how they chose to go about it, then we as fans owe it to them to respect it ykwim? picking sides and blaming a party or another when we barely know anything is useless imo.

as someone who really isn't invested in the whole thing, i don't really care for rue's remarks. if anything i find them quite funny ngl. (watched one on the life's a pitch episodes, and im sorry but it was hilarious). though, i do feel like anyone using rue's comments to attack mccabe really needs to back off tbh. taking mccabe's silence as her admitting to cheating or whatever is honestly crazy. if rue's way of processing it is making jokes, then people need to recognizing that, laugh and move on, or get upset and just remove themselves from the situation yk? and if katie's way is to just not mention it, then respect that and let her be. i don't think the whole thing's easy for them and there's no need for everyone to know everything that happened. just let em be, laugh at the interactions if you want and move on ykwim? oh and caitlin should totally be left alone for sure.

but that's just my two cents, and like i said, i haven't been too invested so i'm likely missing points/situations that happened.

ahah ur good. i've been seeing a lot of stuff floating around about the whole thing so it's been interesting to see someone's take on it!

[gaybd1]

dont mind me barging in on your roomie drama :p but also i am an outsider with limited facts, so take everything i say with a grain of salt asgdjgh

my initial conclusion from all this is that it seems like your roommate is the type who really does not vibe with implicitly shared things, whereas you are absolutely that type. leaving your mug to be washed, as an example, could have been passive aggression, but it could have just as easily been "im not going to touch your stuff because it makes me uncomfy." and it seems like a similar thing with all the things she's offering back to you/wanting to throw away instead keep it for herself.

i recently did a moveout with a roomie where we had to gut the whole place for cleaning, and as such, we ended up pulling out all the food/items and putting em on a table while we cleaned. (it was a cross-country move, so a lot of what we had couldn't come with us either.) cuz it was convenient, we just said to roomie "hey, pick out whatever you want to keep, and we'll throw out the rest." by the end, i was super surprised by the amount of stuff they would rather us throw out/donate. things like pots/pans, half used spices and containers of rice or cooking isle, even unopened bottles of shampoo went into donation boxes. i really didn't get it personally, but that roomie was undeniably a sweetheart, so i just kinda had to face the idea that, even if it's more convenient in a lot of ways, inheriting items from a move out is just something some people aren't comfortable with. and from what i can tell, it's one of those assumptions that isnt really challenged by either side until a move out *does* happen.

as for the blow up mentioned at the end, if im right, it seems like she's assumed that you share her same system of not liking "hand-me-down" items, and as a result, she feels like you've left a bunch of chores for her to deal with. granted, i also think she doesn't seem good at communication, and she seems to make assumptions (see the "i didnt know you were still leaving" thing), so im not surprised that things happened the way they did. also i wouldn't say that your roomie *isnt* being a lil passive aggressive and purposefully unhelpful, but i wouldn't be surprised if the source of that was just a misunderstanding of personal preferences.

in terms of the rent stuff, talk about the rent stuff and dont drop the convo until you have a plan, but in terms of the more personal stuff:

my reasonable advice? sit down and talk about it all if you want to maintain a friendship, even though it might be uncomfortable and might not solve all the issues. hinesty is the best policy sort of thing. my *honest* advice? apologize and feel a lil salty in secret, grab all your stuff even if you left it for her benefit, and then simply drift apart uvu

......i didn't say it was good advice........

Wow! Thanks for the thoughtful response!!

Yeah I hadn’t considered it but she very much hasn’t ever been the most down for sharing in those ways. That’s fine I guess.

I did answer her yesterday like “I wasn’t trying to be like that, but I’ve never moved out of a place that was still being lived in before and so I left some stuff to try and help you out” and we were able to move past it

also I can tell it was hard for her to say goodbye to my dog who she’s always been involved with so there were probably a lot of emotions happening yesterday

The communication issues though… ugh

Yeah when things get settled here I’m gonna reopen that conversation about “so what ARE we doing about this rent situation?” bc she’s also left it as “idk maybe I’ll just move out early too” so okay what IS THE PLAN

I’d be fine to drift apart but our dogs have been together their entire lives so it’s one of those things like I should be careful not to burn that bridge too badly

Thanks for your input though! It definitely helped me put some things into perspective

[tilda-del-mar]

five times plus one // Jack & Brock & the road to a first kiss // outline

5. Circa 1994. Brock’s bitter & jaded & in jail after one drunken bar brawl too many. In strolls this super put together, competence exuding guy who ignores Brock’s dumb quips & offers him a job at Shieldra instead. Which sounds a hell of a lot better than jail, like the kind of job Brock thought he’d never get to do again. So he says ‘hell yeah’ and thinks ‘hell, I could kiss that guy, what is he, the fairy godmother for fuck-ups like me?’, which he does not say aloud bc Jack’s so fucking handsome and holds himself like a stalking mountain lion and Brock kinda would love to do more than just kiss him in thanks and now that’s a line of thought that needs to be shut down. Hard.

4. Circa 1996. Jack’s finally getting to go home after having half his face blown off plus a myriad of other injuries in an explosion. Doctors said to thank his lucky star. Brock brushes it off when Jack told’ em luck had shit all to do with it, it was Rumlow who stopped the worst of the bleeding under fire. Rumlow, whom Jack had clicked with almost right away despite all the ways in which they are different. Rumlow, who had come to visit every day he wasn’t on some mission while Jack lay uselessly in a hospital bed. Rumlow, who upon dropping Jack off acts like the ‘you are a piece of shit for not calling, I hope it is bc you’re banged up as hell’ message Jack’s decidedly male steady fuckbuddy had left on the answering machine is scandalous only for all the ways in which it was rude as hell and probably the root cause for Jack getting blown up in the first place, and don’t you let the timeline get in the way of a ridiculous theory, Jackie. ‘Guy’s a moron for ever letting you go, ‘s what he is’, Brock slurs later, as they are both a little fucked up after sharing Jack’s good scotch, and Jack’s heart does a funny little flip at that.

3. Circa 2000. Jack’s got Brock pinned to the mats, and hey, maybe Brock let him win this round a little too easily, the way Jack accuses him of with warm amusement in his voice. And Brock so wants to kiss him and/or bite the amused little curl off a smirk off his lips; Then, though, he remembers shit like his first bf and that abusive guard from juvie, and taps out with a laugh, brushes both the flirtations and the not-quite-platonic feelings for Jack aside, and that’s that.

2. Circa 2003. Some sort of torture training where Jack for reasons has to beat up a tied to a chair Brock and at this point they obviously trust each other blind. And Jack looks sooo good with bloodied knuckles and Brock kinda doesn’t mind a little pain and whoopsie. But he can’t say anything, can’t act upon these feelings b/c Jack would finally realise how fucked in the head Brock truly is if he knew this got him turned on, right? Of course he’s wrong bc Jack’s got quite a similar if reversed line of thought, but they are dumbasses who don’t use their words and so nothing gets resolved yet.

1. Circa 2007. Amidst a fire fight, pinned down by enemies and sure they’ll die. And it ain’t like it is in the movies, and there’s no time slowing down or some shit, just desperately hoping against hope somehow they won’t run out of bullets, somehow at least Jack will make it home. In the end, there’s just a quick “Jack I-“ & a “yeah, same,” just as they’re down to their last magazines, and just then as all seems lost reinforcements swoop in and saves their asses and the day, yay!

+1 Circa 2007, same day still. Comfy back home after debriefs and medical check ups and showers, in Brock’s small place in the city on the couch, with like pizza and scotch and beer after surviving that last crappy shitshow of a mission. They’re tired, and banged up and all kinds of tangled together and no more nervousness, just certainty and then Brock leans over and up and they share a kiss that was over a decade in the making and yay.

[finleyforevermore]

I'm gonna start fucking crying oh my GOD I ADORED THIS SO MUCH!!! :D

I know you're busy KitKat, it's perfectly ok that this took a little while!! I can wait, don't worry 💚💚💚💚💚

With that being said, EEEEE LITTLE SIS I LOVE YOUUU I LOVE THESE

You can expect a lot of angry rambling about why Anaïs Michell shouldn't have cut the earlier versions of Epic III from Hadestown in the future dkshhsbs

This is gonna be kinda weird to say but I'm neurotypical? 👉🏾👈🏾 so I don't think I stim, or if I do without knowing it, it's probably in different ways? I do understand the mixup though, I know a LOT of neurodivergent people, so it's not very hard to get lumped together with em /lh /nm

I'd tell you about all my favorite things with star symbolism in it (COUGH COUGH indoctrinate you into liking Chonny Jash COUGH COUGH)

I can see us wishing on the star and then desperately trying not to tell each other our wishes even though we REALLY wanna tell our wishes to each other (bc it's been said if you make a wish then tell it to someone else it won't come true)

You'd make the best cookies ever I just know you would <333

"there's like..there's like a completely different scoring system that this Thing is being measured on. And on that scoring system this Thing is a masterpiece." "What's the other scoring system?" "..you know, I don't know-"

I love all your plushies very dearly<33 I'd introduce you to mine too!!

Trust and believe I will be losing my mind the entire time while we watch the Spiderverse duology bfkshshsh

Every so often I'll just dramatically whisper "Attend the tale of Sweeney Todd" to you or "There's a waarrr going on out there somewhere and Andrey isn't here" and then watch as you get confused "what war?? Who's Andrey?? Where is he??"

We're going to memorize Wicked whether you like it or not-- /j

Or if there's any musicals we both enjoy (like Hamilton as it seems!), we'd memorize that!

I WILL be converting you to a Hadestown fan, mark my words /silly

I'd try and get you into all my favorite stuff like pushing you down further through the Tally Hall rabbit hole

I will not stop trying until you listen to at least two songs from their first album (which is probably the more popular of the two)

I'd casually drop lines from CCCC (Chonny's Charming Chaos Compendium, cover album inspired by Tally Hall) and then whenever you get confused I'd go "and this is why you need to listen to the album so you'll understand what I'm talking about--"

Whether you listen or not, I WILL be rambling about all my ideas for if it was a musical (or if Hawaii Part II was a musical >:))

That's all the addendums I could think of! XD thank you for indulging me, little sis, I adore these <333

Can we do the "if we were irl friends" thingy too please? 🥺👉🏾👈🏾 /nf /lh

VIOLENTLY (read: gently) GRABBING YOU BY YOUR SHOULDERS. FIN FIN. OMIGOSH. I WAS WAITING FOR THIS. not like,, waiting for you to say it,,, but waiting for the opportunity and motivation to do this!! i think this whole thingy is super cute and silly in the best way possible and it's super fun too (≧▽≦) (≧▽≦) !! SHAKING YOU SHAKING YOU SHAKING YOU OFCOURSE WE CAN !!!!!!!!!!!!

songgg.... meteor shower by cavetown!!!

we'd take turns rambling about our interests!! do i know anything about hadestown or musicals?? not reeaally... would i listen with 100% focus and be as excited as you because i love being around you and engaging in your interests and enjoy your presence overall???? ABSOLUTELY!!!!! (≧▽≦) (≧▽≦) (≧▽≦)

sub-hc to the one above,, i have a STRONG feeling we'd stim together. if you were comfortable and wanted to do it,,, we'd be shaking eachother and flapping our hands talking about our interests!!

i live in a desert country so there aren't any star-seeing places ((is that what they're called??)) that i know of, but if we lived in a place that had good stargazing spots ((I FOUND THE WORD!!!)) and you were on board,, you'd find me excitedly yapping off about what i researched about it while we're on our way there!!

i'd pack desserts and pastries that we baked together (because of course we would) in a silly little picnic basket decorated with stickers and we'd lay down a blanket of your choice on the grass,, enjoying our treats and talking about anything!! if we're lucky, we might catch a shooting star :3

speaking of which?? us baking together would be CHAOTIC

two teens left unsupervised in a kitchen, what will they do?

try their hand at baking from scratch the best they can, of course!!!

there's constant laughter coming from the kitchen, and by the end of it,, we'd be covered in batter, sugar, and flour. ... we'll clean that up later—

the end product would look scuffed and absolutely nothing like the inspo pic we found on either pinterest or google while nomming on icecream, but we'd still find it silly after laughing at it and take it with us anyway!! (つω`｡)

what we wanted...

WHAT WE MADE LMFAOAOAISUDHDHDH

[quietly, in awe, staring at the finished product. "what on the floating, spinning rock we call earth have we created." "a masterpiece."]

it's okay, we made an extra batch of cupcakes and cookies anyway. (*´▽`*)

i'm 100% introducing you to all my plushies. yes, all 8 of them. and my three cats. there is no escaping. /j /lh

i'd grab my childhood sofia the first blanket (that i still use) and an extra soft blanket for you if you didn't bring one after we get home from stargazing and we can watch both [into the spiderverse] and [across the spiderverse] back-to-back while snacking on whatever caught our eye in the store on our way home!!

you'd come over with both your hands free and leave with bags of the snacks and treats you liked and a random plushie that reminded me of you :3

we'd watch musicals together and you'd probably introduce me to your favorites; then i'd end up randomly spouting lines that got stuck in my head over and over again. like you'd be minding your business and i'd stare at you and very, very quietly go, "i came as soon as i heard, whaaaat, angelicaaaa all the way from london?? daaamn—"

eventually, we'd get to a point where if we rewatched a musical together enough, we'd act out the lines dramatically as they play in the background, scream-whisper-singing along as if we were the ones on stage.

sorry for taking so long to finish this finnfinn,, i got caught up in life stuff!! highschool exams are breathing down my back.... no......... MATHEMATICS PLEASE YOU'RE MY LEAST FAVORITE SUBJECT!!!!! NO!!!!!!!!! /silly BUT I WILL PREVAIL RAHHHHHHH!!! (≧▽≦) (≧▽≦) (≧▽≦) i will be officially free for summer friday next week!!