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tempestimes · 3 years ago

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A Ramble About Diversity in Turning Red

*Spoilers for Turning Red*

I feel like not everyone quite understands how amazing it is to watch Turning Red when coming of age stories for the past who knows how long have been centered around white kids.

Diversity has been improving in the past few years in regards to POC (main) characters in animated media (I'm mainly thinking about TV) but being able to see a full length movie from a huge studio like Pixar is indescribably amazing. This film is centered around a Chinese-Canadian girl who is proud and loud about her identity, who loves her parents and her best friends, who's just figuring herself out as she grows up like any other kid would, and it's beautiful. She doesn't try to hide her identity as a Chinese-Canadian girl (although it could be argued that the red panda represents the family's cultural heritage and Chinese roots, and how the ritual was representative of the commodification and palletizing of the family's culture, which I do think is a very good point). Not to mention, this film was made by Domee Shi, Pixar's first female Asian director! She's said herself that Turning Red is semi-autobiographical (minus the giant red panda part) and drew heavily from her own experiences growing up as a Chinese-Canadian girl.

Side note: I'm AFAB (pronouns: they/them) and Vietnamese-American. Growing up, the only animated characters I saw in movies (namely from Disney) who looked like me were Silvermist and Mulan, and I didn't relate to them incredibly. I remember dressing up as Mulan for Halloween because she was a Disney princess who vaguely looked like me. Then, there were always the stereotypes of the "smart, perfect Asian kid" that I kept on seeing everywhere (I could go into the model minority myth and how it plays into this film, but that's for another time). Years later, I sit down to watch Turning Red, and my heart soars to see Meilin (who I see so much of my younger (and current) self in) and her family.

I laughed during the scene introducing Jin because my own dad cooks a lot in our house, and when he first got glasses, they'd always fog up as he cooked over the stove. The makeup worn by Ming (and all of the outfits for Meilin's aunties and grandmother) reminded me of my own extended family (my grandmother wears incredibly similar makeup to Wu's). Look at the jade jewelry! Look at the temple!! Look at Chinatown!! My heart broke seeing Meilin ask during the ritual what her aunties and grandmother were saying because she didn't understand Cantonese because that was me sitting in a Vietnamese Buddhist temple with my own family. I remember mouthing the words even though I didn't know them because I wanted to fit in, and I wanted to understand.

And it's not just Meilin.

One of my friends will not stop talking about Priya who looks just like her! The morning after the film came out, she woke up and started texting our Discord server, saying "Guys!! They turned me!! Into a Disney character!! That's me!!" There were hijabi girls, and Abby would burst into Korean when angry (we stan our bilingual little fireball!) I've seen the posts about the patches for insulin pumps all over Tumblr! And honestly, 4Town is probably the most diverse boy band you'd find in the early 2000's (/lh).

The fact we're getting these characters in a major film is a big deal, especially when some other films surrounding POC characters can palletize or exotify their cultures. This feels like the most honest representation of an Asian family and an Asian tween growing up and finding herself in animated media ever.

One might think this sort of inclusivity and diversity in the characters is just a silly little thing, but people notice. If you've grown up surrounded by media that centers around people who look just like you, then you won't bat an eye at this movie. But when you haven't been able to see a character like you, you will absolutely latch onto a character you see who looks just like you.

There's this sentiment where people go, "Oh great, here we go: a movie about an Asian kid who's all up in my face about how she's Chinese. Ugh, she's acting so childish. Ugh, I can't relate to her at all. Next movie please." But that's not true. I want to note the fact that even if you aren't AFAB and/or POC (specifically Asian), you can still relate to this film. If you've gone through puberty, had arguments with your parents, snuck out to concerts or parties, had to be "the perfect child," or had a blast making small businesses or just hanging out with a group of close friends, you will likely relate to this film. I'm not saying it is guaranteed, but it is very likely. These are universal themes permeate across so many different cultures. So if the reason you're not giving this a watch is because "you just can't relate," give it a shot. You might be surprised to how much you can relate to a Chinese-Canadian girl who can turn into a giant fluffy red panda.

So yeah. Turning Red. Good movie.

#having to deal with white cishet people (usually men) and people freaking about the red peony blooming bit is exhausting.#please just let us have this movie.#and unapologetically love this film #and ourselves #turning red #turning red spoilers #meilin lee #jin lee #ming lee #wu lee #priya turning red #abby turning red

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capri-ramblings · 4 years ago

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I'm sure not a lot of people ask this but ...how about some Headcanons for Vil, Riddle, Malleus and Azul and I guess For (an adult s/o please for these two)) Crewel and Mozus during the pandemic their s/o just can't stop cleaning and doing the most to keep safe 24/7 disinfectant wipes and spray on them all the time and washing EVERYTHING to get it clean just going clean freak crazy even Force's them to wear a mask everywhere how would they react 😦🤪

Regrettably,I have omitted Grandfather Mozus because he's entered the list of "Hard to write characters" in my Twst book lmao but I hope you still enjoy this! I also wanna say I hope all of you are doing well during this harsh times! Please take good care of yourselves ❣️

Riddle Rosehearts

- Riddle finds the fussing irritating at first since it reminds him sourly of his mom and makes him feel suffocated.

- He understands your intentions and how serious the matter at hand is but with all the cleaning and safety precautions you've practically shoved in his face, Riddle can't help but puff out his cheeks and cross his arms.

- "Isn't this too much? You're acting like I'd die any minute now."

- "Riddle,don't say that! Here, wear this!"

- He's ready to tell you not to order him around but when he sees how genuine your eyes are and when he forgot to bring his mask to class you were sobbing and hastily shoving another mask into his hands, telling him to be safe and that you couldn't bare the thought of him getting sick now

- Riddle then realizes that your fussing is not because you want to control him but because you want to... protect him? And honestly you have him stumped.

- Afterwards though, he's the one implementing the safety measures during the outbreak and now it's a must for all Heartslyabul students to wear a mask and change it every day!

- It's obvious your immense worry for him made him feel somewhat guilty for taking it so lightly and if you feel that it's so important to be meticulous during these times, he'll make sure he plays the part as well.

- After all,what kind of Dorm head would he be if he left all the worrying to his partner?

Vil Schoenheit

- Vil also finds the fussing very irritating but he's also impressed with how detailed you are with the cleaning and health maintenance.

- He's never seen furnitures glistening after being wiped before, and to think it was you who had done it all...He's starting to think you've been hiding your potential to be as beautiful as him since if you had this amount of meticulousness in you with cleaning then surely makeup and daily skin care would be next to nothing for you!

- Vil would like to point that out to you but you've been moving around so much lately that when he does see you he just has to make sure you're well fed and kept prim and proper.

- Honestly, even the underclassmen are worried for you.

- You're handing out masks for everyone when Vil stops to talk to you, his eyes narrowed.

- "If you keep up like this, Daffodil, you're going to be the one sent to the infirmary."

- "But Vil! I can't be selfish and only look to my own health!"

- Just then, you didn't hear it because you dashed out to get more sanitizer but every student in Pomefiore drop to their knees and deemed you their kind Goddess.

- Vil sees it as you being a handful but he can't deny that seeing you all worked up for his sake and the others, makes him feel very,very warm inside.

Malleus Draconia

- "MALLY WHY AREN'T YOU WEARING YOUR MASK?"

- You practically screamed your lungs all the way down the school corridor, where Malleus was talking to Kalim who all but jumped at your sudden arrival.

- The dark Fae is smiling when he sees you walk up to him and take out a mask from your blazer.

- "Here take this! Come on,lean down so I can put it on you!"

- His smile widens a bit and Kalim is so confused to see him obeying you as you slip on the mask for him and flash your own smile.

- "There! Stop forgetting to wear it,Mally!"

- You then turn to Kalim and hand him another mask before telling Malleus you have to make sure the other boys get one too.

- Kalim is weirded out but then he sees Malleus of all people smiling like a small child and just glowing with softness and he's immediately back to his perky self.

- Malleus sees your worrying as the most endearing thing anyone has ever been to him and the fact that you never forget to bring extra masks for him just makes him want to hold you in his arms forever.

- He doesn't bother telling you he can't be affected by human disease after the first time of doing so, but not because you were being stubborn.

- But because you were treating him like a doting wife and he feels that he should indulge himself with the sensation of being taken care of

- Lilia has done that for years,yes, but it's different when it's his darling who's doing it and honestly, Malleus wishes you were this doting forever.

- He listens to what you say and wears everything you tell him to, he even keeps the small sanitizer you gave him last week in his breast pocket!

- All in all, he's the most cooperating of the batch even if he's using it for his own pleasures.

Azul Ashengrotto

- "Excuse me,but what do you think you're doing to my lounge?"

- Azul is questioning everything you do at the moment, from the unnecessary fuss with wearing masks and the seemingly endless supply of sanitizers you had on you to your 5 feet apart rule in the lounge

- Though he was pleased you spent your entire day cleaning the kitchen,seeing how it's practically sparkling and he's never seen a kitchen resembled a star before

- But yeah, Azul is bordering on annoyance and tells you repeatedly that human diseases can't get to him nor the twins

- "That's not fair,Azul! Then what about your customers? The other students? If they get sick won't that look bad on you for being so careless about it?"

- You were right on the mark about that but still, Azul finds it all a bit too....clustered for him

- Still, he gives in and lets you do whatever makes you feel better about the situation and even comes up with plans to allow people to still enter the lounge yet maintain the safety precautions you tediously drummed into his ears.

Dire Crowley

- "Sweet,sweet, wife....are you still cleaning my office at a time like this?"

- Safe to say that Crowley's more worried about you than the whole pandemic, really.

- You've been cleaning and disinfecting for an entire week and he's very sure that you haven't properly sat down to rest which troubles him a lot

- He's proud that you're so caring about him and his students wellbeing but if you pushed yourself too hard, wouldn't you be the one in pain then?

- So, naturally, while you fuss over everyone, he fusses over you.

- Constantly telling you to rest and buying small snacks to get you to sit down with him

- He even makes it a rule for all students to have a mask and a hand sanitizer on their being just to help you feel a little less worried about any of them getting sick

- He doesn't say it but he admires your kind efforts and is humbly grateful to see you worry for the institution he's so very proud of.

#twisted wonderland #twst #twst wonderland #twisted wonderland scenarios #twisted wonderland fanfic #twst wonderland headcanons #riddle rosehearts #azul ashengrotto #vil schoenheit #malleus draconia #dire crowley #twst riddle #twst vil #twst azul #twst malleus #twst crowley #twst wonderland fluff

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evanoracronwell · 4 years ago

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Sunrise

Malex Cupid 2021 by @malex-cupid

Day 3: “Do you know what today is?”

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It is the sound of the phone ringing that awakens him.

With a grunt, he rolls over the bed until he reaches the nightstand and picks up the device, when he sees the notification on the screen the smile opens on his lips, and any irritation at being woken up disappears.

I'm already on my way home.

I can't wait to see you.

Love you.

Alex.

Alex, his beautiful and irresistible boyfriend.

And fuck if Michael would ever get tired of that word.

Smiling like a teenager, Michael answered the message, and as soon as he pressed to send he heard the growl coming from his feet on the bed. Wrinkling his nose, he looked at the beagle spread on the bed with his face completely mashed from sleeping.

"What is it, girl? It's not that early, it was almost time to get up anyway. We have a lot of things to take care of today"

With an excitement that made Buffy snort indignantly, Michael got out of bed and goes straight to the bathroom to take a quick shower and finish waking up.

Today was a very important day.

It was the first Valentine's Day that he and Alex would spend together, as a couple.

And well, honestly speaking, it was the first Valentine's Day that Michael would celebrate at all. He had no idea how to make it work. But it had to be perfect.

Because Alex deserved nothing but perfection.

So he changed his clothes and get ready to start the day.

He took Buffy for a walk even though the dog was clearly outraged about getting out of bed so early on Sunday morning.

He cleaned the whole cabin, feeling extremely proud of the home he built with Alex.

Now completely renovated, the cabin barely resembled that house that Alex had inherited from old Jim.

The couple's bedroom had been painted a light color, the bed replaced by a king bed, the wardrobe custom-made by Michael himself. The chair in the corner where Buffy always took refuge to sleep when she wasn't in bed with them.

The bathroom had been enlarged and adapted to Alex's needs, the treat they had done to themselves by buying a hot tub, and that they spent hours and hours in the water relaxing after a tiring day.

The living room now has a huge and comfortable sofa, armchairs and a television.

The kitchen had been renovated and modernized.

Everything was so perfect, so ... theirs.

The photos were scattered around the rooms. Showing captured moments of happiness between him, Alex, and the whole gang.

After so many years, Michael finally had a home to call his own.

And most importantly, a home with Alex. What made it even more special

With the house clean it was Buffy's turn to face the terrible shower, and the cowboy could only laugh while the dog whimpered as if she were suffering the worst torture at the hand of one of her fathers. But there she was, bathed and smelling the baby scent of the products they bought at the pet store, and with a pretty red bow that Isobel had made to buy for the dog.

And that was exactly why today had to be just perfect.

Because after eight months of living together, he would finally ask the hand of that beautiful man in marriage.

"Okay girl, now you behave yourself because Dad needs to go out and buy things to make dinner. Your daddy will be here tonight." He smiled when he saw how Buffy immediately reacted to Alex's mention. "That's right, girl, he'll be back today."

Michael had also changed a lot, months ago he had opened his own mechanical garage after old Sander decided to retire, the place had undergone a major renovation and was nowhere near the old Junkyard. Michael even had employees working with him, well ... just two kids that Michael was still training and teaching everything. But they were good kids and above all, hardworking, and after all, Michael never even imagined that he would have his own business.

As he drove to the market downtown, Michael found himself thinking about how much life had changed.

After Alex finally left the air force, he got a job at a private security company in Washington, but luckily he could work remotely, they paid extremely well and it made the job too perfect for Alex to turn down, so now taking the few trips he took to personally attend a few customers, Alex was always at home.

When parking the truck in front of the market, the cowboy smiled when he saw his sister standing at the front door waiting for him.

"You know when I said I was coming to the market when you called me, it wasn't an invitation for you to join me." Michael grunted, rolling his eyes as he grabbed a shopping cart and Isobel joined him in the aisles.

"Please, as if you could keep me away. Now tell me, how are the preparations for the big night?"

"I already cleaned the whole cabin and bathed Buffy and yes, I put on the bow you brought her yesterday."

"Great, my niece has to be beautiful. The candles?"

"I have already spread some of those aromatic candles around the house, I will light them as soon as I hear his car pull over. The delivery man left the flowers for me just before I left the house, they are already in the water and I will finish fixing them when I return home."

"Your clothes?"

"Washed and ironed."

"The ring?"

"On my nightstand."

"Your heart?"

"Coming out from my mouth."

Isobel laughed out loud at her brother's terrified look and hugged him around the waist, laying her head on his shoulder as she watched Michael go putting all the items in the cart.

"Michael, he loves you. Nothing is going to go wrong tonight, trust me. He will say yes. There is no couple in the world more perfect for each other than the two of you."

"We really are perfect together, aren't we?"

Isobel laughed again at her brother's silly passionate look, but she still agreed, because in fact there was no couple more in love and more perfect for each other than Michael and Alex.

"So, what's the menu going to be?"

The small box in his trouser pocket seemed to weigh a ton, making Michael's nervousness increase by the second.

Well, it turns out that cooking seems a lot easier in the videos he had seen on the internet than in practice. Not that Michael was not a good cook, he was, but he understood a lot more about cooking typical daily foods, yet he couldn't deny that he did an excellent job.

A few hours later and he had a perfect gorgonzola risotto, a rare grilled steak with a sauce of herbs and vegetables sautéed in butter. The table was already prepared with candles and a flower arrangement, beautiful, but small so that it wouldn't disturb them to look each other in the eye.

With a shower already taken and perfumed Michael looked in the mirror, that was not the kind of clothes he used to wear, dark gray trousers and a light blue shirt, but it was worth it, especially when he knew how turned on gets seeing him like that.

Perfect.

Tonight had to be perfect.

When Alex parked in front of the cabin all he could think about was how much he missed Michael, after four days away, all he wanted to hug his boyfriend and get into the hot tub for hours.

Upon opening the door, however, Alex felt his heart skip a beat.

"Do you know what today is?”

The room was lit only by two lamps that barely gave any light, leaving the rest of the lighting responsible for some candles. And flowers, white roses because Michael knew it was Alex's favorite, scattered as buds and petals everywhere. And right there, in the middle of the room, the most beautiful of all men.

Michael looked at him with a smile on his lips and his eyes were already watering.

"Michael ...?" Alex asked confused but thrilled as he dropped his backpack at the entrance to the cabin and took a step closer to Michael.

"It's Valentine's Day Alex, our first Valentine's Day together. And I've spent a lifetime wishing for this day, but never really believing that it could truly happen. Thirteen years ago you gave me a place to spend the cold nights, a guitar, and one of the most beautiful smiles I've ever seen in my life. " Michael started talking, staring at Alex, who was still a little confused, walking towards his boyfriend until he stopped in front of him. "You showed me that there was good in people and that there was a place for me here, on Roswell. On this planet. You gave me hope, Alex, hope that I could be happy, hope that there was more to people than just cruelty and second intentions. You taught me what it is to love and be loved in such a pure and intense way that it stayed with me, saved in my heart for more than a decade. Nurturing and comforting me every time I felt alone and lost. "

The cowboy smiled and touched Alex's face, who was looking at him so beautifully, his eyes already wet and shedding silent tears, both of them barely moving in fear of breaking that moment so sublime. Michael, speaking in a whisper as if he was afraid to wake up from that dream he felt he was living.

"There hasn't been a single day in my life that I haven't missed you, that I haven't thought of you, and most of all, that I haven't loved you. I'm yours, Alex, totally and completely yours, body, soul, and heart. I am yours to do anything you want. I always have been and will continue to be until my last breath, and beyond that too. I waited more than a decade to finally have you in my arms, and here we are living a life that I never even dared to dream of being possible. But we're here, celebrating our first Valentine's Day together. But I want more. "

With a beautiful smile, Michael took the box out of his pocket and saw how Alex immediately choked and sobbed as Michael went down on one knee showing him a beautiful and delicate silver band.

"I want to celebrate every Valentine's day with you, I want to start a family and see kids running around in our backyard, I want to adopt more dogs, I want to grow old by your side Alex. So please, could you make me the happiest man in the world and accept being my husband?"

Feeling completely overwhelmed with all the emotions he felt at that moment, Alex felt unable to even breathe for a few seconds while looking at Michael.

The beautiful and irresistible, Michael.

The eternal love of his life, Michael.

Kneeling at his feet asking Alex to be his forever.

"There is nothing in this world that I want more than to be your husband."

It was Buffy's bark that woke him, the small, plump beagle was lying on the sofa and Alex laughed when he saw her adorned with a red bow with the words "be my valentine" in white. Looking back at the man kneeling in front of him, Alex smiled so delighted and in love that Michael didn't even dare to blink for fear of losing that vision.

Alex never thought it possible to love that man more than he already did, but here was Michael proving him wrong.

Alex answered in a hoarse and choked voice and then threw himself into Michael's arms causing them to fall on the carpet in the middle of the room, between tears and laughter they kissed in love while Buffy barked and mumbled as if she were also celebrating the news.

"I love you, Michael." Alex murmured against Michael's already red and swollen lips after exchanging long, passionate kisses.

"I love you, too, Alex."

When the next day dawned, Michael grunted when he felt the light coming through the window waking him up. But the sigh coming from the man between his arms made him open his eyes and smile.

Last night had been perfect, much more than he had imagined.

Alex had accepted his proposal, they had eaten dinner while talking and listening to the soft melody that Michael had selected to play, and then they had spent a long time immersed in the hot tub where Michael sank into Alex's body, loving every bit of skin that he could touch. Only later, they went to bed and it was the cowboy's turn to ride Alex passionately, taking all the beautiful moans out of that mouth that he loved to kiss.

Now, holding the most important person in his life in his arms, Michael sighed contentedly as he brought his body closer to Alex, wrapping him tighter in his arms, and then smiled seeing the ring adorning that beautiful man's finger.

Alex, his fiance.

Alex, his future husband.

Yes, Michael smiled feeling his heart overflowing with love and happiness.

He smiled feeling the warmth of a new sunrise touching his skin and bringing all the promise of a long and happy life with Alex

Life couldn't be more perfect.

#malex #malec fic #malexcupid21 #day 3 #prompt: do you know what today is?#alex manes #michael guerin #roswellnm #malex fluff #valentinesday #proposal

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guigz1-coldwar · 3 years ago

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'Old friend': New chapter for "Redemption in a Spirit in a Cold War" is out !

"Old friend"

"I'm proud to be who I am now, of my thoughts and to be with the woman I love,"

Chapter Summary: Yirina is moving, without having eaten, to Century House to apologize to Park for her behavior from last night but things will lead her & Park to be meeting...a old friend in town...

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I didn't eat anything when I stepped out of the apartment, not even a simple slice of bread with jam on it, not even after Zasha told me to do so, and honestly, right now, I did not want to eat until I've got to sort off something...and that something was to go see Park herself at Century House and apologize for my actions last night, I'm the one to blame because I didn't say anything to the moment I go out of Peter's apartment until this morning, I'm the one to blame to be acting like that, I can be stupid...and I was stupid during that moment.

That was the only thought that was crossing inside my brain at the moment I started to walk outside the building through the streets of London...I needed to forgive myself, that's the main thing for me to do now. I couldn't look myself at the numerous windows & mirrors around me, prompting me to keep my eyes away from them until I was in front of the MI6 building, this time avoiding everyone's look on me and not putting my eyes on the others, keeping my mind focused to excuse myself.

Once the elevator was on the floor of our office, I didn't let the doors getting fully open that I was already out of it, walking almost as if my life was depending on how fast I was doing it to reach the office and I arrived in front of the door, opening but then, as I thought that I would see Park at her desk working, no one was actually here in this room, she wasn't here and the only thing I could perceive is the silence of the room...a silence that was interrupted every one second by the white clock on the wall near my desk.

My mind at the moment was trying to not panic at not seeing Park in here as I walk inside the room that was still looking the same when we came here to grab the necessary things before leaving for Peter's place: nothing was removed, nothing was new on our desks despite the boxes that the cleaning crew had to bring here, that was very weird...

"Excuse me?" The voice of a woman interrupted me as I was leaning on my desk to look over Park's desk, making me turn my head around to the door, discovering a woman with glasses, brown hair, and wearing a big leather jacket, sounding a bit german in her voice. "Miss Grigoriev?"

"Yes?" I whispered in a low voice at her.

"Hmm, sorry to bother you but there are some reports miss Park asked about Harry Stone," She announced, showing me the files that she was holding in her arms.

"Good," I simply said, my eyes moving away from her, almost sounding annoyed. "You can put them on her desk, I don't know where she is actually," I suggested, pointing with my hand towards Park's desk and it's without a word that the woman complied, walking inside the room to reach the desk and putting the reports on the only empty space on Park's desk.

"Here you go," The woman breathed after she put them on the desk, turning around to look at me but then, I've got a flash in front of my eyes, remembering something...

"Wait, do I know you?" I asked her, moving away from my desk. "Are you called Sam?" I demanded, starting to remember to have seen that woman a long time ago and it was in here, in that very building.

"Yes, that's my nickname," She replied with a smile to me, starting to go back to the door as I was intrigued by this 'Sam' "Name's Samantha but...I assume that you don't need to know more about me," She added before she got her hands on the door to close it, seemingly leaving alone but I needed to know.

"Wait!" I raised my voice to stop, walking fast to reach the door and open it, wanting to stop her to go away as her presence and her words were intriguing but when I open the door, she wasn't at my sight, as if she vanished into thin air...as if she never existed..."What the hell?" I mumbled to myself.

Confusion was the only word of that little weird situation while I was closing the door, wondering who was this woman I saw once a long time ago without remembering when but that's strange: a brown-haired woman sounding german, disappearing like that...that's strange...Without any other thoughts, my attention got into the reports she brought here on Park's desk, and to try to forget that situation, I decided to see them closely.

In fact, instead of multiple reports as this Sam claimed to be, there were actually only one but looking pretty big & rather combining a bit of everything and I took a look at it: it was mostly talking about Stone's family and that wasn't good to see: he had two siblings who disappeared at a young age, his parents died when he was imprisoned, and then, his choice of either spending his time in prison or joining the SAS, he took the latter one.

Then, after I closed the report, finding nothing else, my eyes went suddenly on a little yellow note that was on a document and I took it...'We need to talk, come to the underground parking, the same car we used last night, it's urgent! P.' That note...it was written by Park herself, recognizing her own handwriting on it.

"Dammit," I said, discovering that Park was in fact here but she was waiting for me somewhere else, causing me to take the jacket that I took off before that 'Sam' came in and left the office.

If she wrote this and she wasn't here, that means it's very important but it was still strange that she was doing it like that. I tried to figure out what's wrong by using the stairs to go down instead of using the elevator despite it was faster, exhausting me a bit before I arrived at the underground parking floor, walking towards the parking place that the car that I & Park used was, her waiting for me over there.

I then got delighted on my face for a few seconds when I saw Park in that car, sitting on the driver's seat, the delight going away when my original thoughts came back, my apologies needed to be done as I approach the car at its front passenger side.

"Park?" I said as I open the door, hearing the radio of the car on and, staying neutral on her face, not saying a simple word or turning her head at me. "Hey, Park, are you alright?" I asked her but no responses from her before I installed myself on the passenger seat, finally reacting as she shut down the radio that was going to pass some news.

"You're okay, Yirina?" She spoke up, sounding worried but looking outside at the wing mirror of her side.

"Listen, I'm sorry about...last night," I went straight to the subject, avoiding her question and wanting to apologize to her now. "It was stupid to not talk and tell you what's wrong but...I wasn't feeling alright," I continued, her not willing to stop me in my words. "Seeing you...in that state and what I saw in that place...that make me bad but I'm the one to apologize,"

"You know well that I'm the one that start it, you just said it yourself," She told me, releasing a little breath out of her mouth.

"I...no, you're not the one to blame, I am," I exclaimed, looking at her while putting my arms down on my lap. "I'm just trying to..." I was then interrupted when Park moved her right hand above my left one. "I...I'm sorry," I muttered, trying to find my word at this, her touch feeling a bit different than before.

"I am too," She whispered, finally turning her head at me, seeing her eyes that were almost dried up, as if she cried a lot. "I'm accepting everything from you but is my forgiveness acceptable?" She demanded and I nodded.

"Listen, it's been months that I said that you were forgiven, stop telling yourself that you're not forgiven, you...are," I reminded her, giving her a little recomforting grin that she managed to do on her face. "Just...stop about it, okay?"

"I will," She muttered before she moved in for a kiss that she was supposedly meant to be on my cheek but my head was still looking at her, making it a kiss on the lips that surprised her. "I...thanks for that," She said, sounding better in a few moments after the kiss, passing her hand through her face to remove the bit of hair on it.

"It's okay," I smiled at her after the kiss, blushing a bit before my eyes went on the front to look outside the car, wondering now why we were here and not in our office. "So, why are we here?" I asked directly.

"It's important," Park responded, moving her hands on her lap and tapping with her left fingers on her legs. "After what I learned, we can't talk in our office and Zasha's one," She added.

"Why that?" I demanded.

"It happens that the CIA has some...bugs inside our respective offices," She answered, my eyes going wide at this revelation. "They've been listening to us talking about Perseus & the situation since a long time,"

"Ears & eyes everywhere in London," I mumbled, remembering perfectly this 'Alex' words to us when he met with us two days ago. "They weren't joking on it," I said loudly.

"Five minutes after our cleaning crew got away, guess who arrived at the same place," Park moved her right hand to reach something behind on the backseat before taking in it, a simple picture she shows to me, seeing on it this 'Alex' with some people arriving at Peter's apartment. "One of our men forgot something and I had to go back before he saw them arrive, he took a picture and got away before been caught," She explained the context, keeping the picture in her hand.

"That's how they manage to know about the situation: by listening to us," I guessed as Park got the picture back behind us. "But if they know that, they know other things like...Liliya's origins and more..." I presumed, thinking that this little bugs problem is occurring for a long time.

"I guess that too," Park joined me on that idea, taking a deep breath after saying that. "Instead of having the boxes from Peter's place in our office, I decided to move them in a safer place," She gestured with her head towards the back of the car. "Put them in the trunk of the car, the only place the CIA can't look at,"

"Better than nothing," I admitted, looking with her at the back until I resume to look in front of me. "Are we going to study them now?" I questioned her but she shook her head.

"No...not for the moment," She replied as she moves her hand again on the backseat to grab something. "Before, we have to talk...to an old friend," She added before she put on my lap a medium-sized black bag like that without telling me more, prompting me to open it, discovering a tracking device, along with a little tracker.

"What is it for?" I asked her, taking in my hand the little tracker.

"Remember Lukas Ritter?" She asked me back, making me turn my head slowly towards her in curiosity, remembering that man perfectly in my head as I nod to her. "I was told by some MI5 agents when I arrive here that they managed to find a place that he always goes every morning in London," She explained, putting back the tracker in the bag. "So, I gathered some useful equipment for us and I'm sure that he can help us to...know where Stone & the other Perseus agents are hiding,"

"Yeah, can be very useful indeed," I smirked at this as Park was already starting the car engine, ready to drive away. "Where is it by the way?"

"In the Farringdon neighborhood," She responded, putting her hands on the steering wheel and starting to move the car. "I'm sure that we will get what we need," She affirmed as I put the bag at my feet, now wondering how that improvised mission will happen.

Even with that new thing to do, I was still astonished to learn that our offices were rigged with micros by the CIA, realizing how they succeeded to know about Stone & the situation in London: just by installing micros in Century House and hear us talking about it, very simple...and more like a big bad move from them, wanting to cut their ears off once we go back in our office but it would be tempting and not the best thing to do...for the moment now.

Now, I was in a car with Park after I managed to apologize along with her in the streets of London, going into the direction of where our 'insider' Lukas Ritter used to go and the means of proceeding on how we could manage to get the tracker on him was going to be discussed once we got at our destination and that destination was in fact a pub called 'The Old Bank of England'. Park got ourselves in a good parking space that was in sight of the pub's entrance.

"He should be coming soon," Park observed the entrance, tapping her fingers on the steering wheel before she stopped doing that. "Here is he," She discreetly pointed near the entrance, seeing Lukas Ritter in the same clothes the day we first met him, looking alone.

"What now?" I demanded.

"Well, that's the thing, how should we proceed?" She demanded at me back, turning her head around at me. "He can recognize us the second we step inside that pub," She added.

"Yeah, he can recognize us," I repeated, letting a little sigh out of my mouth before something turned on in my head. "Of course, he doesn't know that we know,"

"Uhm...I'm not following you here," Park narrowed her eyes at me, holding the steering wheel as I got myself well to look at her.

"We know that he lied to us and fled our control in Moscow but...does he know that he's wanted by us?" I suggested. "He proclaimed that he needed to go into hiding and if he's here, maybe that...he would like to 'talk' about defecting," I continued on that idea, thinking that Lukas doesn't know that we're seeing him as an enemy.

"Oh...I see," Park was like enlighten to hear me out. "You're saying that...one of us should go in there, saying things to make him convince that we're dumb to continue to buy in his lies and put the tracker on," I nodded at her to that.

"I'm going in," I volunteered myself, leaning to open the bag at my feet to take the little tracker with me.

"Are you sure? I can go if you want," Park proposed.

"Nah, I'm fine, don't worry," I told her with a smile, putting the tracker inside a pocket of my jacket before opening my door. "I'll not be too long, don't worry," I reassured her, making a little wink to her before I close the door, leaving myself outside to join the pub.

I took a deep breath before I could bring myself to walk away from the car and to engage myself on the pedestrian crossing to go to the pub that was on the other side of the street and without any hesitation when I arrived in front of the entrance that I open it, discovering a very traditional place and very charming to see, filled with people but that wasn't the main thing to think here, now trying to find Lukas around and that wasn't so hard to do, he was sitting with his back against me at the end of the main room as a waiter was finishing to bring him something to drink & eat.

"Ein guter Kaffee zum Start in den Tag, [Good coffee to start the day,]" I heard him speaking in German when I was arriving behind him at his table, observing a little muffin with him.

"Can't say better about that matter," I spoke up, getting myself at his sight and as I thought, he was looking to get chocked himself with the sip of his own coffee.

"What the..." He tried to say, taking a little tissue in his hands to clean up his lips, his eyes focused on me. "How...miss Grigoriev?" He was still sounding shocked to see me standing near him.

"I'm surprised to see you here as you are too with me," I exclaimed before pointing out at the seat in front of him. "Can I sit?" I asked him.

"Uhm..."

"I'm pretty sure that you don't want to make a scene in here, right?" I presumed, seeing him hesitant to let me sit before he nodded, gesturing with his hands to the seat. "Good, that's better," I said with a smile before sitting down on the seat, not removing my eyes from him. "So...Lukas, what a pleasure to greet you in England,"

"I'm...how did you find me?" He demanded, his hands trembling before he pulled them on his lap below the table.

"We can thank the MI5 for that," I replied, starting to act as the perfect dumb agent that still believes in his innocence. "Said that our insider in the KGB entered England but we don't know exactly why," I explained, getting my hands on the table for that. "And besides, hanging out in a pub where some of their agents are going, not a good idea," I lied, trying to find in my head some ideas to make him believe that we don't really know about him.

"Scheisse! [Shit!]" He cursed, mumbling with a low voice as he turned his head to look at the people in the pub, thinking some of them were MI5 agents...good lie indeed..."And I thought that I was discreet," He sighed before turning around again. "Okay, I'll tell you,"

"Then, tell me," I breathed, seeing him clear his throat to talk, knowing that what he will say isn't true.

"Well, Perseus...managed to find out that I became a snitch even after I had to go into hiding," He started, taking a sip of his coffee as I was staying attentive. "I escaped one of their bases in Russia but I had to travel through some countries before reaching London, Perseus having put a price on my head," He resumed, taking a look outside for a second.

"So, if I heard right, you're asking for us to protect you from Perseus, right?" I presumed and he nodded at me clearly. "Hmm, I don't know if it's believable but your presence shows that you're saying the truth," I told him, putting my hand below my chin, fainting to think about it.

"Oh, thanks," He breathed, sounding relieved. "You don't know how much it's meaning to me," He added another lie, knowing he was here for another reason than to 'defect'.

"You helped us well, that's a lot from you," I exclaimed, grabbing the tracker discreetly with my right hand before I move it to tap on his shoulder, mimicking that he did good and taking the chance of putting the tracker in a good place: right below the collar of his jacket, a place that was out of sight of anyone. "You maybe want to know that Stone isn't longer alive, we killed him in Cuba," I decided to get into acting even dumber, giving him the illusion that we don't know about Stone's resurgence.

"Oh, good," Lukas simply said but his hands around his cup of coffee started to look a bit to hold the cup firmly, urging to crush it with his hands...Stone is certainly close to him...."Guess that it's good riddance for you & miss Park," He admitted, getting his eyes on me.

"Of course, it's good," I confirmed to him before looking around, having done my job here. "Well, why don't you...come to Century House when you're willing to? We can sort off your situation and protect you," I proposed before my eyes went on that muffin he took, having not eaten since I woke up. "Uhm...can I take it? I can even give some money to have another one," I demanded.

"Uhm...why...why not?" He reluctantly agreed on my little proposition, sighing before he gave me his own muffin with some chocolate chips on the top of it. "And...giving me your money?" He demanded.

"Sorry but I don't have my wallet now," I excused myself, having never got a wallet since...a long time with me. "Maybe I can give you the money when you will come to Century House," I suggested, taking directly a bite on the muffin and that, it was so good to taste something today. "Now, I'll leave you to your own coffee, remember that we don't forget what you did for us," I muttered to him before I decides to walk away from him, not even waving at him and having managed to steal his own muffin...what a chance...

Not only that but the tracker was now on him and by luck, it could bring us right to the lair of where he & his little friends of Perseus are hiding in London and I was simply smiling about it, enjoying my muffin on the way back to the car Park was waiting for me and I only got inside at my seat that I saw her with the little tracking device with a green dot blinking multiple times...

"It's working, the tracker is ready to..." Park said before turning around to see me taking a bite of the remains of the muffin. "Uhm...how..."

"I managed to stole it from Lukas before leaving, didn't eat anything this morning," I replied before she could even ask her question to know how I got my hands on that precious muffin. "Well now, we'll know where he is going to hide," I exclaimed, getting my eyes on the tracking device.

"Yes but now, we should go back to Century House, we'll be better," Park suggested before she hand over on my lap the device, letting her control to start the car, putting our seatbelts first as I was thinking of what happened in that pub...

I love when a little improvised plan comes together...

#cod bocw #cod cold war #cod black ops cold war #cod cw #call of duty cold war #cod #call of duty #cod bell #black ops cold war #fem!bell #bell x park #helen park #yirina grigoriev

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silverinia · 4 years ago

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I came for Baranski, I stayed for Baranski - a quick Christmas On The Square review someone* actually asked for

(* thank you, anon)

Disclaimer: I am in no way a professional of any sorts when it comes to film and I'm not a journalist either. The last movie review I've written was probably for a school assignment in eighth grade. I didn't do research for this and I've watched the movie exactly one time, so this is just for fun.

It was a Sunday, Sunday the 22nd of November, nearing the end of the train wreck of a year that is 2020. I woke up on an air mattress around seven am, my head aching, my throat itching with pyrosis and light nausea, it was still dark outside behind the closed blinds in front of the windows, when I slowly realised where I was, one of my best girlfriends sleeping next to me in her bed. I had crashed at her place after a warm, fuzzy evening of mulled wine, tacky Christmas movies I would never watch alone (Christmas Chronicles and Holiday Calendar, which I quite honestly didn't enjoy at all, but the company made it fun anyway), doing our nails, wearing the fun kind of face masks for a change and smoking too many cigarettes, as the soft pain in my head informed me right now. She woke up an hour later and the morning went by with coffee and reheated pizza for breakfast, when we decided to watch another movie and I realised that it was THE Sunday I'd been waiting for through Zoom interviews and Dolly Parton twitter memes and the infamous wig gate that will be briefly discussed in the following, and so we clicked on the small icon in the Netflix menu that said "Christmas On The Square".

And oh boy, was it a ride.

To start off, I should mention that I have a hard time watching most modern day American Christmas movies, as I noticed quite vividly again when I watched the two aforementioned Netflix productions last night. The character development is always foreseeable to say the least, the plot lines are plain clichés hunting each other like they're the kids in The Hunger Games, and the writing is generally so bad that you can join the actors in reciting the entire scripts on your first watch. I watch How the Grinch Stole Christmas once a year while I'm gift wrapping and pause every fifteen minutes to shamelessly stare at forties Christine Baranski (I think we should all turn away from the birth of Jesus and instead count our years based on Christine Baranski's date of birth) in flamboyant nightgowns and short Christmas themed dresses, looking so fabulous that every interpreter of Santa Baby ever could only dream of it, I watch Love Actually at least five times a year to lust over Hugh Grant, cry with Emma Thompson and miss Alan Rickman, I enjoy Bridget Jones, which I would definitely consider a Christmas movie, and that's it. That's my yearly Christmas time entertainment routine and I can barely tolerate anything beyond, because I'm still traumatised from the time when I was around five years old and on a holiday family visit where had to sit through National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation, the dumbest movie I have ever seen (my apologies if you like it but also, who hurt you?), with my cousins. I hated it. I hated every minute of it. And it scarred me for life.

But this was a Christine Baranski movie, I knew she was going to play the lead and so I was pretty much as excited about this as I could. And the fact that Dolly Parton wrote the whole thing didn't hurt either. As I said earlier to my friend I was watching it with, I have the pop cultural taste of a fifty year old gay man, a quality I am most proud of, and this simply ticked off all my boxes.

I expected something similar to a Mamma Mia experience that wouldn't cause me to crave packing my bags, give Covid the finger and run off to Greece. Light-hearted entertainment, easy to stomach, uplifting music and so little plot that the simplicity feels like a creative choice. That's what my pained, hungover brain knew it could cope with and that's not what I got.

The movie started and I was immediately in the zone. I saw Christine Baranski's name in the front credits (an experience that never fails to make me scream "Yass Queen" at the screen, regardless of where I am and who I'm with, as if I'm the sobering result that pops out of the package when you order Jonathan Van Ness on Wish), the setting was wonderfully corny (I grew up watching Gilmore Girls once a week, so give me warm fairy lights and a gazebo and I'm perfectly happy) and as my friend wondered whether Dolly Parton, in her exaggerated homeless attire that didn't make her look shabby at all, was green-screened into the setting because she stood out so much (which she was because the background dancers were dancing in slow motion, but to be fair, we were probably still a little too drunk to notice that from the start) and I told her I thought that it was just the natural glow someone who's Dolly Parton simply carries with them everywhere they go, I was happy. This was the movie I was prepared for. A movie in which the most problematic thing would be stereotypical characters and the wig they hid Christine's real, flawlessly handmade by God herself hair under.

And then, around five minutes in, Christine Baranski's childhood love interest was revealed as she pressed her perfect pointy nose against the window of his shop and sang about her unrequited love.

And suddenly, things started taking turns at a pace I was still way too sleep-deprived for.

Suddenly, in the middle of my general amazement at seeing Christine Baranski do literally anything and laughing loud at her impeccable comedic delivery, there were unresolved daddy issues, hanging prominently at the wall in her marvellously designed house (she literally says "Daddy" at one point and I couldn't help but think that only someone with her vocal skills could keep from making it sound cringe-worthily kinky). One moment, I was clutching my chest above my heart while she was bonding with little bartender Violet and munching on pretzels while downing some whiskey in that elegant way only Christine Baranski can bond with ten year olds who had it rough, eat pretzels and down whiskey, and the next she felt responsible for said girl's mother's death (which she kinda was too, but I'm not the boss of her). I was still busy making fun of how the very annoyingly, but when you're snacking on pizza with extra cheese at nine in the morning also highly funny, slow talking pastor's name was Christian, and suddenly there was a cancer scare.

It was a lot, a hasty sprint from major issue to major issue with a hint of comedic relief every now and then, and it didn't get any less until the very, rather poorly resolved, end.

The entire, constant up and down was followed by the movie's peak of suspense, the near death of precious Violet, something I couldn't even get too invested in because I was still so busy worrying about Christine's MRT results (I was truly fucking worried), not to mention that I hadn't even started to really process the sudden revelation of the love child and how it had affected her character's actions until this point. Was her constant tendency of pushing people away, as we've seen most clearly with her angel in training assistant who's name I cannot recall right now, the result of her broken trust in her father who practically ripped her son away from her after she had just given birth to him? Was it a result of her never getting the closure she needed with plaid flannel wearing Carl she was clearly still in love with? Maybe both? And what of the many issues was it that made her so incredibly shaken up when Violet blamed herself for her mother's death? Was it 'just' due to the fact that the closed pharmacy was on her, or was there more to it? Was it because she had grown up without a mother herself? Or did I miss a major piece of information because I was momentarily distracted, dumbfoundedly staring at Christine's very blue eyes? No time to ponder on that, little Silverinia, because here comes unconscious Violet in an ambulance, WEE WOO WEE WOO WEE WOO!

I'm not going to go in depth about what plot lines I thought were especially carelessly handled and why, real standouts were the sudden forgiveness towards her father who had still acted like a shitty asshole even though he might have had his reasons, because giving the baby up for adoption just wasn't his choice to make, and the fact that I kind of didn't buy how quickly Regina managed to forgive herself, especially for Violet's mother's passing, considering how deeply her tall, slim, dare I say angelic and entrancing figure was buried beneath the weight of all her issues. It felt rushed and incomplete, but that's as detailed as it gets because my major point is something else.

I think this movie made the great mistake of trying to be more than your average, flat, happy ending Christmas movie. I think no one involved thought it was possible to make it a big hit if the only real plot would've been great Dolly Parton music, fun ensemble dance choreographies, Christine Baranski's outstanding acting skills, fun settings and costumes and a redemption arch with as little plot as it could possibly take to make Christine likable to those who aren't already lost forever in the rabbit hole of being obsessed with her (poor fuckers, can't relate). They didn't notice that with the legends that were involved, they could've easily gone the Mamma Mia way. And I think that's why they tried to include heavier plot lines than most creators would've chosen, experiencing loss at an early age, struggling to find closure, dealing with sickness, teenage pregnancy, parents forcing their choices on their children when they affect their childrens' lives first, adoption, and the fear of losing your kid.

It was a lot and I don't want to say that it didn't work because my friend was crying, like, pretty hard and I questioned my entire existence all through the movie in not the worst way, and I did enjoy it a lot while watching. The "grief is love with nowhere to go" line was a real standout, for example, where the attempt of complexity DID work. It positively gave me fleabag season two, "I don't know what to do with it now, with all the love I have for her." - "I'll take it. It sounds lovely. You have to give it to me." feels, and that's about the biggest praise I can come up with. BUT (and this is written in capital letters because it's the big but) I'm also totally convinced that I wouldn't have enjoyed it if they hadn't cast Christine Baranski for the lead role. In my humble opinion, the hasty, not really at all resolved plot of this movie only worked because Christine Baranski is just a fantastic actress. She quirks a mocking eyebrow and you laugh. She parts her perfectly painted red lips and you immediately hang on them because you don't want to miss a single breath she, a literal goddess, graces us mere peasants of people with. She smiles and you're happy. She laughs and even while she's still laughing, you can't wait to hear her do it again. Her eyes fill with tears and you feel goosebumps on your arms, her voice slightly trembles, a breath hitches in her throat and you feel your heart shattering to pieces. As Chuck Lorre once said, this woman could read you the phone book and you would end up laughing tears because she just gets the job done. She knows what she's doing, she's an absolute pro in her game, and it doesn't matter, not even a little bit, what she's working with, because the work she eventually delivers with it is always at a minimum of 200%. I forced my friend to watch this movie with me because I adore this woman, and I felt for this movie because I felt for her. It wasn't the plot that sadly brutally overestimated itself, it wasn't the songs that I obviously enjoyed, nor the comedic elements that truly made me laugh a lot, it was all her. I came for Baranski, and I stayed for Baranski. This woman can do anything. She can even look graceful in a terrible wig job.

(side note / unpopular opinion: I actually didn't think the wig was all too bad. It wasn't good, actually far from good, but for me, nothing can match the awful wig game of Mamma Mia 2. I loathed that wig, I absolutely cannot stand it. So this didn't feel all that terrible. It definitely wasn't the most problematic part about the movie.)

I enjoyed watching this. It was a nice distraction from all the bullshit in the world. Watching it today was the first thing this year that actually brought me something close to excitement about the holiday season, even though everything will be very different and probably not quite as jolly this year. But it just gave me good vibes and as someone who did not watch this as a film reviewer, that's the biggest part of what leads me to enjoy a movie.

Will I watch this again? For sure. Will I enjoy it when I'm not hungover, having freshly done nails and munching delicious pizza for breakfast? Probably not as much, but it'll still have Christine Baranski in it. Would I recommend watching this? If you share my obsession with Queen B, one hundo. If you don't, probably not.

#Christine Baranski #Christmas On The Square #dolly parton #shitty movie reviews by yours truly

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heyyylittlemo · 4 years ago

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I'm bored so i will ask everyone this weird question:

Where's my Mo's at?

Yeah cuz I know some of ya be Tsundere af!

You're lowkey a cat at heart and whose friends are lowkey afraid of insulting you!! You'll say the exact opposite of what you really feel most times. You aren't always honest, and you can come across as not liking people you honestly admire. You don't feel its necessary to compliment others. In fact, the more you like someone, the more you'll probably call them names because you don't know how to handle your true emotions!

You're a bit of a gold digger--a parasite--taking advantage of others' willingness to please your hard nature with a bet--you're very competitive and find delight in others squirming to impress you! You make it a struggle because you're entertained by being chased. You gotta secure that bag tho, right? You'll come close with the sound of a nice bell. Cat needs that meow mix--and you're pretty obvious about it. Really though, the chase is just an excuse for you to run away and not admit that you're taken away by it all!

You're quite independent and tell yourself you can get by fine. You hate to bother others and hate to be bothered. But you do see the value in others' though it might take awhile and a lot of time for it to develop. You've closed yourself off because you've been hurt before. Before anyone was your friend, it's likely you were not on great terms at the start just because you're difficult. You're very cautious and overtime people see through your weaknesses and come to understand why you are the way you are.

You're that one in the relationship who carries. Y'all are some responsible ass people with 0 chill! You just want things to be done right and at your pace. You'll fall in love with the one who has the most perservance, patience, and nagging to make it out with you at the other side--someone who will understand your depth because they too have things that follow them. You need to be consoled and pursued like hell and without that insurance, it's hard for you to believe anyone's soft feelings for you because you feel you don't actually deserve it, even after everything. But once that person does break you out of your cage, you're actually very sweet and caring. Leave it to you to make sure they have everything they need, even when it disservices you.

Leave it to that one annoying person you can't stand to be the one you can't get outta your head--just admit the tension turns you on!!

You'll die before you admit it though, because they get on your last nerve and it would hurt your pride to admit it.

Even tho you seem like you don't care you've just learned to be careful and would break down at the slightest trigger--it feels good to be comforted.

😻😻😻😻😻😻

Where's my He Tian's at?

Because some of y'all be frisky!

You're somewhat of a instigator--lighthearted like a child--with a tail between your legs. Sometimes it's wagging like a happy-go-lucky puppy idiot out of love and other times it's dangling with mischief.

You love teasing others and looking for a reaction. Life's too boring without a little excitement. You want a challenge. Your friends think you're too much but respect you for your reputation!

You'll fall in love with the one person who won't be fascinated by your charm--who'll question you. It doesn't even insult or faze you, but drives you crazy! It makes you do stupid things to impress them.

You're quite shameless--whether your horny, in love, hungry, hurt, sad, etc. You wear your heart on your sleeve. But you also hide away because you know there's deeper things haunting you behind your façade.

Even though many people claim to know you, few really see you and you're truly quite lonely. You'll do anything to share your life with the one who really puts up with every side of yourself.

😈😈😈😈😈😈😈😈

Where's my Jian Yi's at?

Because some of y'all are silly!

You're a very kind person whose always getting themselves dragged into some mess! You mean well even if things don't add up! You're very curious and see the best in people. Others tend to doubt you and see you as immature, but you hold a self-awareness most don't!

You love someone whose going to put up with your shenanigans and straighten you out. You think of the world as your play ground and find fun everywhere!

You'll fall in love with your best friend because they know you like the back of your hand! You value the history behind you guys' story. No one else can compare or relate which makes them important to you! You're interwoven closely with the one you like. You're very demi, but sexual too! You desire them so much that you can't help yourself!

Even if they judge you, they mean well and you apperciate someone whose realistic and calm-natured and nurturing. You've learned so much from them and have become dependent on their impact on your daily life.

Both of you share the same feelings and it never has to be stated because the proof is in the pudding. You're fine without labels, and your love is the most natural flow!

😁😁😁😁😁😁😁

Where's my Zhan Zheng Xi's at?

Because some of y'all don't play around!

You're a very realistic person whose not afraid to say what you mean. You're also not easy to open up and you don't bend to the needs of others often. Because of this, not many can get close to you. Even if it seems like you're just around to criticize and get everything done on your terms, you still hold your closest friends and family in mind and never once let them down! You'll go through great lengths for them and have a great patience. You're really caring deep down!

In reality, you're very attached and even clingy to the person you love--you can get pretty jealous!! You're very proud of your connection and hate to see anything stand in the way of it. You can worry and become restless about them at times!

You seem to always be around them even if you're going to tell them a thing or two about how they can improve themselves. You're absolutely in love with train wrecks! The goofy people! The helpless idiots! You'll take care of them because you've got big brother energy that cannot be denied. You need someone the opposite of you--bright and cherry--and it attracts you! Someone whose going to keep you at your toes and whirl you around into nonesene--because even if you act cool and collected, you're hiding your excitement!

You're very responsible and hard to crack. But with the right person, you become undone and display yourself in ways you hate to be seen like! You can't believe you want to kiss them, cuddle, wipe their mouth, and take them down the aisle, but they drive you crazy! You'll never once say it to them directly, but without words, you'll make sure they know just how much they mean to your life.

So which one do you resonate with most? RB or reply and let me know lol.

#19 days #tianshancontent #tianshan #19 tian #he tian #mo guan shan #little mo #zhan zheng xi #jian yi

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disneydreamlights · 6 years ago

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the thing may not be applicable to your own ocs but iF YOU THINK I'M NOT STILL SNEAKING SOME FORM OF OC TRASH SO I CAN HEAR WHAT KINDA STUPID HEADCANONS YOU HAVE, YOU'RE DEAD WRONG. namely ian and tip because sc trash babe. also aqua, kairi, chrom, and adrien agreste

FUCKING HELL ZOE. XD

I’ll throw the SC trash under read more but the rest nah.

Aqua:

Realistic: Aqua is, ironically enough, the member of the Wayfinder Trio most susceptible to her darkness. Her darkness is lower than Terra’s, sure, but that doesn’t mean she isn’t super susceptible to it being messed with and the issues that that can bring. The reason we don’t see that in BBS is just because nobody’s interested in messing with her darkness because like Xehanort wants Terra’s ass, and Vanitas needs Ven, so that leaves nobody to really try to fuck her up. It’s also why in the Realm of Darkness she seems to constantly give up hope so easily.

Hilarious: She wears heelies around in the heels of her Keyblade armor, the worst part about falling into the Realm of Darkness is she can no longer roller skate anywhere.

Heartbreaking: Aqua falls into darkness not only because of her susceptibility, but because Xemnas/Xehanort presents himself as Terra, and so rather than see her enemy, she sees her best friend and after fighting so long she’s just finally happy to see him again, and so when he offers for her to join him, she does no matter what the cost.

Unrealistic: Aqua’s main possession from her home world that she brought with her to the Land of Departure is her teddy bear. She’s brought this teddy bear with her everywhere, including the entirety of Birth By Sleep. This teddy bear didn’t make the trip to the Realm of Darkness and returned with Terra. (Xemnas takes very good of the bear, alongside Aqua’s armor.)

Kairi:

Realistic: Kairi actually has very vivid memories of her time in Radiant Garden. The reason why she lies to Sora and Riku about remembering her homeworld is one of them, because her most vivid memory is one of Xehanort mentioning how all this happened because he wanted to leave him homeworld so desperately. She hoped if she never brought up how nice her homeworld was before Xehanort and all the Heartless, nobody she befriended here would ever turn out like him.

Hilarious: Kairi started Riku on a swear jar. She uses the money that Riku puts in for cursing on ice cream for herself and Namine.

Heartbreaking: When Kairi hugged Sora Heartless in KH1, she obviously didn’t expect him to come back despite the fact that he did. Had he not revived, Kairi would’ve done everything in her power to bring him back, and would’ve likely acted similar to Axel in KH2 (just with some roles reversed and changed out) all in the vain hope that she could do something to see Sora again since Riku and the islands would’ve been gone.

Unrealistic: Kairi very much kicked Sora’s and Riku’s asses together the first time they played with swords when they were kids and because she was that much better than everybody else they were just like “Kairi it’s no fun to fight you we always lose.” “Fine then I just won’t fight but when I do I’ll still be queen of the island.” (The reason why she fought well is she had to in Xehanort’s tests.)

Chrom:

Realistic: Chrom is the biggest fucking clutz like he cannot, for the life of him, be coordinated. Even in sword fighting, while he’s good at it, it doesn’t stop him from sometimes looking like a lumbering oaf.

HIlarious: Honestly the above is good for this too but also did you know that Chrom has almost stabbed Robin more times than he can count simply because he tripped, fell and oops oh shit there was a sword.

Heartbreaking: When Robin disappeared Chrom actually didn’t get any sleep those first few nights of the search. He was so worried for his significant other/best friend that he would leave the castle in the middle of the night just desperate to see some time that they were okay. The only reason he started to actually catch sleep again is Lissa basically tied him to the bed because she was so worried that he’d kill himself from lack of sleep, because yeah they all missed Robin, but that wasn’t a reason to act like that either.

Unrealistic: There was a solid three month period where everybody in the Shepherds decided to make an inside joke that they were going to have a marriage from Chrom and his sword. Chrom was very surprised one day when he walked in on Lissa dressing Falchion up in a wedding gown and Libra actually stood there ready to officiate the wedding between him and his sword. Robin was embarrassed the entire time because when Chrom confessed he used the “Wind at my back and sword by my side” line and in fact when Chrom first said he loved his sword it was meant for her and was referring entirely to her but because they weren’t public about being in love everybody 100% took it to mean Falchion.

I know the last one isn’t technically Chrom but shut up and let me share my “Shepherds are dumbasses” headcanon.

Adrien:

Realistic: When Adrien first learns that Marinette is Ladybug he does a really bad job of not revealing that he knows because all he does is act like Chat Noir and make cat puns when around her in hopes that his Ladybug would figure it out. She still does not figure it out even after that.

Hilarious: Marinette actually figures out who Chat Noir is because of Adrien not even making a cat pun. After months of Adrien making cat puns what in fact actually happens is Adrien makes a pun about modeling or something like that and somehow the pun instantly makes her think of Chat and she realizes what’s happening. Adrien then spends weeks angry over the fact that she is, in fact, that oblivious but understood it all from an accidental pun.

Heartbreaking: Adrien is desperate enough to have some kind of bond with his dad that if Gabriel Agreste revealed to him that he was Hawk Moth, Adrien would choose to betray Ladybug and have Chat Noir join Gabriel while attempting to figure out a peaceful situation so that way the two most important people in his life would no longer fight.

Unrealistic: The only reason Chat Noir uses cat puns is because he knows they annoy Ladybug. Like they weren’t a piece of his secret identity he expected to stick but they did. (It’s also why he would dismiss Marinette as Ladybug. She laughs at his puns because she’s that in love with Adrien, but Ladybug would groan.)

I just hope you know that if my Ian headcanons suck I blame you. XP

Ian:

Realistic: Ian got so fed up with the Christmas carols in the stores that he heard all Christmas season that he decided to write his own Christmas carols. These carols were actually better than actual Christmas carols and somebody heard them and made their own version and then that Christmas carol became the next annoyingly popular song and Ian was bitter forever at the fact that his only song that became big was that.

Humorous: Ian has a gigantic collection of coffee mugs because he’s just that addicted to coffee. He has so many of these mugs that he was placed on a mug ban but he’s still so bad about not buying mugs anyways.

Heartbreaking: While Ian did occasionally travel back to the Spiral he made only one visible appearance outside of Nicole’s revival island and that conversation we rped with Nick in SW: And that was his children’s weddings, because despite the fact that he died before both of them got married, he wanted them to know that he was there, and proud of them and happy for them.

Unrealistic: Ian spent an entire six months of his life learning how to walk in heelies only to never use them again and give them to Mitch.

Tip:

Realistic: Tip’s main reason for becoming a professor wasn’t just teaching, it was because it was a way for him to take care of and practically adopt kids without actually adopting them, since after his first children and his realization of immortality Tip couldn’t bring himself to adopt anymore while he didn’t have Nicole: Their death would be too painful for him.

Humorous: Tip said fuck once and actually cried so much he decided he would never use it again.

Heartbreaking: Deep down the only reason Tip managed to stay alive during the years between when Nicole died and SW was because he knew, deep down, if he died then he’d forget all about her and never see her again, even if he didn’t consciously remember. Because of this Tip continued to hold on until the chasm, where it was only the rush of happy memories that managed to push him past his tipping point and over the edge.

Unrealistic: There is a universe in which Pat doesn’t make Tip suffer and he gets to be completely happy. ;w;

#Heather RPs #neko-adachi #Heather Answers

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mypokepal · 7 years ago

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Hello!! I'm an ENFP and people tell me I have a very fiery personality! I enjoy ghost stories and I'm not easily deterred by the supernatural (sometimes to my detriment). I care a lot about all my friends, but I tend to work so much I can't be with them and then I get lonely. I pretend to be ok with things on the outside, but I honestly let my emotions boil too much and too often. I love action movies and sports and anything that gets my blood pumping! Who do you think suits me? :0

ENFP!!! No wonder you’re constantly just nyooming everywhere! I’m proud that you’re working and doing what you want to do but work will never fill the gaps in our lives no matter how much you work okay? I hope you enjoyed my #fakedeep lesson and I love you.

And I have the perfect partner for you! Let me introduce you to…

Buizel! I think Buizel would be perfect for you because…

(1) Buizel’s personality is a tough one to handle if you’re weak (which you aren’t). Buizel is stubborn, independent and thinks that it can tackle everything on its own. There are times where it puts aside its own mental and physical health just to accomplish a goal that it obviously needs assistance doing. Wanting to be Buizel’s partner is going to take a lot of hard work, sacrifice, patience and self control but I promise the reward is so worth it. As time goes on, you’ll start discovering parts of Buizel that it keeps hidden away due to fear of vulnerability…sound familiar? Once you get Buizel to trust you, you have a bodyguard and solid foundation for the rest of your life.

(2) Like you, Buizel just wants to train and be the best that it can be. It puts aside its own wellbeing just to perfect a move and will often not sleep or forget to eat. You can remind Buizel to take care of itself while you’re at work but chances of it actually listening is very unlikely because why listen to a trainer who doesn’t heed their own advice? Though it is very important that you and Buizel train hard to be the best team that you two can be, your friendship with Buizel will ultimately be about learning how to be vulnerable, accepting your weaknesses and knowing your limits. This means prioritizing your relationships over work and tending to the things that matter the most. It may not look it but Buizel is so, so sensitive. It’s hard for it to get attached, but once it does, it’s hard for Buizel to let go. Though it will be unnatural and uncomfortable at first, you two will learn how to wear your heart on your sleeves, rely on each other and push away the irrational thought of ‘am I being a burden?’. You’re holding Buizel’s work in your hands because you are its most trusted friend and basically its entire world.

(3) Not a coincidence that you love action movies and activities that keep your heart pumping because Buizel does too! I really recommend watching survival shows or sports with Buizel on your days off. It’ll be amusing when you two end up supporting different teams and end up initiating your own wrestling match with each other. But of course, enjoying a quiet activity together will be the best way to really bond and open up. Go for a walk beside a lagoon, or better yet! Go for a swim with Buizel! The ring around its neck will inflate and keep you afloat if anything goes wrong so there’s nothing to worry about. Float on your backs on the ocean while you watch the Wingull’s fly by. I know for a fact that this friendship has potential to achieve great heights.

Other Pokemon Considered: Monferno

#pp #pal #i got emo writign this wtf

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femmeofthevalley · 4 years ago

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Ah thanks for tagging!!

~ Nicknames: Lily, Lilz, Lilipod, Lil, Mads. Fun fact: Mads was taken from my last name and was assigned to me because my hs senior friend group had someone else named Lily in it; so I was appointed Mads to avoid confusion :)

~ Zodiac: Gemini. But in case anyone wanted to know my main three are: ( gemini sun / pisces moon / leo rising)

~ Height: 5'0" exactly, I'm pretty tiny lol

~ Hogwarts House: My house is hufflepuff and I am very proud of that fact :)

~ Last thing I googled: "How to date a vampire wikihow" because wikihow always has hilarious illustrations and answers so I wanted to see what they come up with. But side note: vampires are the shit and I'd lowkey love myself a vampire gf but alas I do not have one 😔

~ Song stuck in my head: Hayloft by Mother Mother. It's so good and I have been listening to it quite frequently.

~ Lucky numbers: Honestly, I'm not sure if I have any :/

~ Dream job: Aside from landing some awesome roles as an actor in theatre, my dream job had always been working with horses in some way :)

- Wearing: A blue, green, and black checkered flannel over my shirt. / Shirt - A grey long sleeve shirt with Vangogh's painting 'Wheat Field' printed on the front side. His full name is printed below the painting. The left sleeve has writing running from the shoulder to the sleeve, "Find beauty everywhere". Printed on the backside is a quote, "If you truly love nature you will find beauty in everything" with his name printed below that as well. / Pants - I am wearing faded light blue jeans with rips in them. / Shoes - White shoes with blue laces.

~ Favorite Author: Long time would have to be Erin Hunter. I am still madly obsessed with the Warriors series as an adult. But recently, I've been trying to get more into Ivan Coyote's work.

~ Favorite instrument: While I play guitar, piano, ukulele, and the recorder I'm not sure if I'd qualify any or them my favorite instrument. I think my favorite instrument would be most brass, but specifically the saxophone.

~ Aesthetic: I have no clue. I'd say a healthy mix between emo and bubbly. One day, I could be in a plaid pink skirt with silver shoes and a floral crop top and a peachy toned spotted cardigan- and the next in all black. I like a good balance of both since that is what I see my personality as.

~ Favorite song: I think my favorite song for a while now would have to be Lover by Taylor Swift :)

~ Favorite animal noise: I had never heard guinea pig squeaks until I watched a tiktok the other day and I'm absolutely in love!! But if not that, I can't describe the joy I feel when I hear a horses hooves when they walk. It's the most satisfying clip clop ever :))

~ Random: I love chocolate ship cookies :P

Thank you again @weirdo-with-a-nametag for tagging me! This was a fun way to wind down after my midterms :)

17 questions 17 tags, tagged by @gradienttyranny thank you! I enjoy these!

Nickname: Keen, in person people have called me Murphy, or lemur, or affectionately 'nerd' or 'weirdo' or 'dork' there was a new one recently that I loved but.. alas, it is gone. Y'all can use Murphy or lemur if you feel like it though

Zodiac: cancer, someone looked it up recently and I'm uhhhhhh virgo cusp? I think?

Height: 5'5" or so

Hogwarts house: Ravenclaw as per 4 years ago pottermore test

Last thing I googled: "waking up in a panic," but before that was "seasons greasons," and before that was "rose of jericho" which is a very cool plant

Song stuck in my head: probably all star or ymca or cleopatra by the lumineers but right now I'm listening to tally hall so no other thoughts or tunes are coming through

Lucky numbers: I mean I do a lot of stuff twice or five times, but lucky numbers are ones that are inside (or general) jokes and let me interact with my friends so 11:11, 69, 963, 42, 420, 15:15, etc

Dream job: something in conservation or geology, with fieldwork in woods or mountains, but I'm aiming for physics professor, which will also be great

Wearing: PJs. Cheap thermal shirt and... Grey fuzzy leopard print pants.

Favorite author: I'm very bad at favorites but I'm currently trying to work my way through Discord so that'd be terry pratchett, and I do really like ursula k. le guin's style but I haven't gotten my hands on anything longform to actually enjoy yet

Favorite instrument: again bad at favorites but my violin or a guitar or mandolin for playing, and currently trumpet for listening

Aesthetic: uhhhhhh. I haven't been able to do much with my wardrobe, but ideally something with sharp lines on the edges and probably a lot of black and dark red, and I'm trying to get my hair to do more crazy stuff. Not sure what that is as an aesthetic but those are my goals

Favorite song: I don't have one. Most recent search was for "somewhere out there" by Linda Ronstadt and James Ingram but I got it from a show so I dunno

Favorite animal noise: right now, all weird possum noises

Random: I keep a bag of tried meat snacks and nut butter sample packets by my bed so I eat something when I can and actually get protein

Thank you for the tag!! I'm shy now so I'm only gonna tag in-person friends to avoid scaring anyone off, but please if you feel like it go ahead and tell us about yourself!

@active-rocket-surgery @justalezbianlozer

#ask game #tagged

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enstarsrequests-blog · 8 years ago

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Hello there! Could I please request a match up? I have brown hair with brown eyes and I also wear glasses, my height is 166 cm! I really love to play video games, and annoy people....haha.... I'm really lazy, and would probably burn the entire kitchen down while trying to cook, I'm a pretty moody person, and get angry and jealous easily, I need to depend on others a lot, and I love anything sweet! I'm really awkward when it comes to conversations or interacting with people in general, (1/2~~)

(2/2~~) and stutter a lot, I’m polite when talking to others though, and when I somehow manage to befriend someone, I’ll be both clingy and rude to them (I apologize if this doesn’t make any sense.) Haha, I think that’s all! Thank you very much beforehand, as I am not really familiar with those match ups, I really look forward to it! ^^

Aaaa, I’m super sorry for the wait! I ended up letting my inbox pile up, I apologize! I’ll try my best to get through all the matchups, I have quite a few now;; there are also a few scenario requests, so look forward to those as well! Also! Madara, the new character, will be added to the characters for requests! I’m pretty excited to write about him!

Of course! And don’t worry, I get what you mean~ It’s no problem, I hope you enjoy your results! And welcome to the burnt toast club !! *high five* (though it might not be something to be proud of oop, its ok we can be kitchen failures together)

Anyway here’s the matchup! I hope you enjoy it~

Your match is…

*drumroll*

Suou Tsukasa!

The first time you two met was honestly chaos. You were standing outside the door to Knights’ studio. Knights was one of the most powerful units in the school, which made them seem pretty intimidating. They seemed like a group of strong, cool, princely boys. You’ve heard a lot about their group, and their “newbie.” You had heard comments that the newbie was out of line, and pretty rude to his seniors. So you could only hope for this to go well. After all, as a producer, you would be working with them a lot from now on. You finally knocked on the door to announce your entry. You opened the door to a… an overwhelming scene. The room was completely covered in colored marks, which you recognized to be music scores. A boy with orange hair was holding markers while a intimidating boy with silver hair reapetedly hit him, taking his markers. A blonde boy smiled at the two, trying to calm the silver haired one down. Not to mention you almost tripped over a bot withblack hair that appeared to be sleeping. The only one that seemed to notice you was a redhaired boy that looked at you with a panicked expression.

Suou had, only moments before, been frantically trying to prepare for your arrival. Stop Leo from writing all over, wake up Ritsu, call Arashi to ask where he was, and calm Izumi down. So many things were out of order, and he had no idea how to solve any of them. Luckily, Arashi arrived soon after, but that was only one out of four down. Five, actually; the entire studio was a mess. He was extremely stressed about first impressions, especially since the future of Knights was on your shoulders, as a producer. This one event could make or break their chances. And there you were, standing before a room of chaos. Suou honestly felt like crying as he stared at you with wide eyes. He ran up to you, bowing and apologizing. You laughed a bit, brushing it off. This group was interesting, and definitely not what you expected.

Suou was what you had expected from someone in Knights. He was polite, chivalrous, responsible, and a bit of a neat freak. But he still had plenty of cute quirks that made him stick out from the rest. He was always polite with you, easing you both into a steady friendship. He always knoews how to deal with your various moods, and especially knows when to give you some time alone. He was really dependable, completing anything that you would task him with; and usually going above and beyond. He would push you when he recognized you getting lazy, but usually ended up doing whatever was needed for you. He quickly came to realize he had grown feelings for you, but wasn’t sure what to do in terms of confessing.

He turned to stress eating, often bothering his fellow Knights as he lost focus during practice. They had a live quickly approaching, and told him to solve whatever was bothering him. Of course, offering their help. Suou refused, stating it was personal. Arashi recognized what was going on, gasping and happily chattering about how he had feelings for you. And Arashi knew very well that you returned his feelings, though you still were in denial. Poor Suou sat there with a bright red face, having been figured out. And thus, Suou had written a detailed paper about his feelings for you, ready to read it over to you. You were coming to Knights’ practice today to finish up some business before their quickly approaching live, and Suou notified everyone of his plan to confess before practice. They all agreed, as long as it didn’t interfere with the practice.

To make sure things went smoothly, Arashi talked to you the day before. He started a casual conversation, slowly turning to the topic of love. He asked if you had a crush, to which you still denied. Not even Suou? You were startled at his suggestion, face heating up. Did you like Suou? No, right? He was just a friend. Arashi giggled at your reaction, warning you that he may return your feelings. It was thanks to him that you even came to terms with your crush. It was pretty obvious to you beforehand, but you continued to deny it. You finally gave in, admitting it. But you didn’t expect for Suou to confidently approach you the next day and confess.

He went on for a while, explaining his feelings and what he thought of you. He finished much less confidently, shyly asking if you would allow him to be your knight. You were a blushing mess as you accepted, causing the redhead’s face to light up. He was about to hug you when he stopped himself, apologizing. He got too excited. He promised to stay by your side as your knight.

Suou can’t help but spoil you. Normally, he would nag and nag at others if they were as lazy as you. But, for some reason, he can never bring himself to lecture you like he would to Leo. He attempts to nag at you, but fails miserably. Suou doesn’t mind your clingy nature at all; especially since he is a bit clingy himself. He is just as easily jealous as you, preferring to keep you to himself. This can get a bit annoying for others, especially when you need to do producer work. It’s not a problem for him to handle your rudeness. He knows that you often don’t mean what you say, and knows not to take it too harshly; though it’s a bit difficult for that part. He’s rather hard on himself, and sometimes can’t help but take what you say to heart. Of course, you would notice when he does, as it causes a huge difference in his mood and actions. Most of the time, he doesn’t mind.

You two are almost like a mother and child. Suou is always looking out for you, and can get quite overprotective. He will try to set you straight, but it usually ends up with you getting whatever you want. When you try to annoy him, he’ll first nag at you to stop without looking at you. Once he turns to face you, he has no choice but to give in. After getting together, he learned more about your various moods, what affects them, what each causes you to do or say, and how to deal with each. It became easy for him to remember, to the point where he could predict every one of your actions and moods.

The fact that you enjoy sweets is both a blessing and curse for Suou. He loves taking you to bakeries or sweet shops and spoiling you to anything you ask for. He usually ends up eating a lot himself, despite being on a diet. How could he say no, when the sweet smell is everywhere around him and he’s forced to watch you eat? As for video games, Suou is terrible. When you convince him to play with you, he always loses. He isn’t much for games like this, but he doesn’t mind playing with you now and then. If it’s not a multiplayer, he doesn’t mind just watching either. But expect him to nag at you first, reminding you of more productive things you could be doing. Overall, Suou is a pretty chill guy. He knows you really well, sometimes better than you know yourself. He’s always trying to set you on the right track, but often ends up spoiling you. It doesn’t seem like something he would do, but he has a weak spot when it comes to you. Suou would balance lecturing and spoiling you, to help you do things, and rewarding you afterward. That is, when he finally gets you to give in to what he asks. Suou would be a lot like a parent to you, and quite the sugar dad as well. Suou would protect you at any cost, as your dedicated knight; and you’re a princess worth protecting.

other matches: Mao, Yuzuru

#ensemble stars matchup #ensemble stars imagines #ensemble stars #enstars #suou tsukasa #matchup

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chickenstuffedwithmozzarella · 7 years ago

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Haaau. Oooh. Thats sweet. Do i really say holiii that much? I havent noticed. Okay, let's blame tumblr. It's not as if it works perfectly so...😂 Oooh, yes!! I'm in. Tag me in whatever you want. The meme of H and the lamb was hilarious. I love that comparison. Jajajajajja Gosh, can you imagine when he sings Familiar all by himself? Without JBalvin to do that part? If he sings the whole song when he comes to Spain, fans will lose it😂 (1). ((Any update of Liam the cat?))

HI!!!!! I don’t know! You have say it just a couple of times, really, but this girl says all the time and you reminded me of her, and now she reminds me of you,jejje. Honestly, that lamb is Honey! Jajajja. He’s like that too! He looks at you like: what? Do you have something to say? No? okay, bye. Jajaja. And let’s be honest, harry is very meme material,jajajajajja. (I’m so behind in his tour updates, btw. Haven’t seen anything🤦🏻‍♀️) Liam is coming in a couple of weeks? The 4th. Imagine if he sings in Spanish!!! I would die! If he does, he will do it Perfect (Perfect is capitalized bc of the song, omg). I’m sure he’s learning new words in Spanish. Hola sacapuntas, ¿como están todos? 🤣🤣🤣

Oh nono. Dont apologise. I was just laughing at myself. But thanks for the effort💖 This asks was easy to figure out. Oh, dont worry. Im more concerned about the inbox eating my asks (are they safe or are they lost? I never know) than you not answering. Really. (2)

Right? Like, you take the effort to write something and then you put it out there, without knowing if it will reach their destination or not. And at least with me, you know for sure if the ask is missing or not. But when you write people who has a lot of ask you’re like: did the ask get lost or did I say something rude? Are they ignoring me or have the blocked me??? Hjdfojriofjnoeirvjerv @staff!! Work on it!!!!

I dont like the sentence that goes “seria mucho mejor si participa”. Its nothing, but…me chirría* bcs of the possible undertone. Im very sensitive. Thats it. Though i must say that they compensate it with tge next sentence “voy a hacerte todo *lo que me permitas*”. Bcs consent!! Thats important. Oh, same. I dont usually hear anything in Spanish, mainly bcs i havent found anything that i like. Oh, you have almost the whole week free? Thats good!! (3) *i cant think of how to translate it xd

Jo, I haven’t read the lyrics yet (sorry Liam, I’m a very busy person,😅), but yes, you might be right. That sentence… if she isn’t participating… what are you doing then? And yes, that other sentence is better. I have to take my work (as a fan,lol) more seriously. Sdicsjdlncinsldcnlcjvls LOUIS JUST TWEETED LIAM???? Jfdbhkdbffvdfkv WHAT IS HAPPENING!!!!No, but my friends are idiots, jajajja, because I like a lot of Spanish music, actually. Like from the 80s and such,jajajajaj. And once, we were watching OT el reencuentro, and I knew all the songs and they wouldn’t stop teasing me, jajajaj. And o was like: see?? I like Spanish music. OLD Spanish music. Now, even Bisbal sings reguetón 🤦🏻‍♀️.I have to babysit my cousin on Wednesdays starting this week, so good. Bc I only work on Tuesdays and weekends. And someone else have offered me to babysit their children occasionally, so good good. More money for me to spend on the boys.

No idea what is Terra Chat. I guess i was too young? But i do remember messenger! You talked for 6h each day? Thats insane! I could not talk for so many hours. I would run out of topics or something. First time you failed anything, and you 6? Wow. Go big or go home, right? Jajajajaja. Luckily i dont think i’ve ever had any problem with the internet🤔. Its a lifesaver, really. (4)

Seriously, Terra’s chat was the boom back them, jajajja. But I was like 15, so maybe you were still starting to walk, jajajaa (I DON’T KNOW!!)? And yes we would talk for 6h every day. I would eat dinner at my computer, the days I would eat something at all. I lost 4kg the first week I started talking with him,jajajaja. IT WAS TRUE LOVE 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 (gaaa, I used to be the most embarrassing teenager you can imagine,jajaja (haven’t change much, I admit)) [philosophy moment of the day] Kids from today’s day should know the struggle to not be able to text every moment of every day. Having to compact your words into 180(?) caracteres, bc you only could send a text, and it costed money! EVERY. TEXT! Uffff, that gives personality to someone,jajaja. They have so easy to communicate these days😌. [end of philosophy moment]

You also have a JHO shirt????😍😍😍😍 one shirt for each? Well then, 2 more to go. I’ll swear, someday i’ll get myself something like that. What?! You didnt like Niall??? Soraya!! How so? He was lovely! Yes!! He (& his team) is doing so good! He’s conquering the world and im here for it. And also, his new dressing style is a blessing. I love the trousers he wears for the shows. He looks really handsome😍 (5)

The better part of them putting out they’re careers at different times is that you don’t notice you’re spending so much money,jajaja. Because everything is so expensive!!!! Don’t remind me, I’m ashamed I didn’t like him. 🤦🏻‍♀️. It’s not that I didn’t like like him. I just didn’t see anything special about him?? How??? Was I blind??? Probably! But now I just jsdkhfiowjefijowef love everything about him. And yes, absolutely yes no his new style. I can’t wait to see him in person, omg!!! I’m so excited already, jajajaja.

Over again? Listen, can you belive that i discovered very recently that when they sang “hole in the middle of my heart like a polo” there werent talking about shirts?!! I used to hate that sentence bcs it made no sense to me! But they are talking about candys!! Of course. Solo songs. How did i forget?? Small stage? Mymy. You are a genius😂 Oh cool. I know nothing about cameras, but this one has an impressive name. JAJAJA. (6)

Jajajajajaja, I was shocked too when I knew about that too! Jajajaja, I remember thinking, oh that’s makes much more sense that a shirt with a hole??? Jajajajajja. But I love that song live, seriously. You’d have to hear me and see me the concerts I perform in my car!!! 🤣🤣🤣🤣. I lose it with that song! My dream? To drive for 5-6-7 hours singing every 1d and solo songs, singing (screaming) every song, and with other four friends/fans. That’s my dream. Jajajaja. No dram job. No being rich. No nothing. Just singing 1d songs, jjajajaja.

Okaaay. I will call you if necessary. Same goes for you. JBieber and Zayn? What about them? Are they making a colabo or something? Are you asking about my toughts on them?? Sorry. Im a bit lost. (7)

No god, how could you Thing they would be collaborating, 😖, jajajajaa. No no. Your thoughts on them. Nah, I asked be I was going to tell you things my mom says about them, but I don’t want to offend you if you like them, jejeje.

Guess what. My friend (who is the most up-to-date on pop culture and music, and the one i always tell my theories to) called me yesterday “la reina del ocultismo”. (Just bcs i said that Shawn latest song sounded queer to me). JAJAJAJAJAJA. Anyway, I felt so proud. I might be crazy, but at least i have cool name. And i dont get bored🤷 (8)

LA REINA DEL OCULTISMO!!! Oh yes!!!! Jajajajajaa. Hey, I don’t follow very close Shawn, just what I see in my dash, or I’ve hear the songs they play on radio, but girl!!! He so gay!!! (And I don’t want to be offensive, okay? Offensive as in assuming he’s gay or something (wow, they just started playing It Isn’t in My Blood by Shawn,jajja) just because stereotypes). I saw and interview the other day, and he’s stance…mymy. But, well, again, I don’t know anything about him. “I might be crazy, […]And i dont get bored” #aboutme, jajjaja. And, please, share you’re crazy theories with me!!! Jajaja

YES YES YES. Of course i read fics. I read them everywhere, shamelessly. On the train, on the subway, at college, at family dinners (that one was risky, i must admit). JAJAJA. But sadly i have too many fics on the “to read” list. Bcs i dont feel like reading something with the length of a book on the phone, and also bcs once i start i cant stop until im done, so its quite inconvenient if i have to study. So, yes. I read them. What were you reading yesterday??? (9)

Same!! I read fics everywhere. I don’t worry to much about my family knowing I’m reading, bc no one understands English. But I freak out every time I let my iPad with a fic opened, bc they can see Harry’s or Louis’ name and I don’t want them to know I’m reading about them,😅😅. I run out of fics to read sometimes! That’s how much I read, jajajja. They’re always part of my bedtime routine, jajajjajaa. And, well, I was reading a fic, I liked it a lot, but I checked the author and she’s a bit “questionable”, so… I’ll reserve my opinion, if you don’t mind. I read someone’s opinion on the fact that people write stories about Harry and Louis, but then they don’t think they’re gay (as in part of LGBT+ community), and believe Louis is a dad, and all the rest. And they said why that is wrong, bc they’re fetishizing gay relationships. And it made sense. And if a queer person (I don’t know if I can use that word, sorry) says that, I have to believe it, y'know. So, when I read a fic from an author I don’t know, I check their blog, just to see. And I saw that, so I won’t be sharing the fic, sorry (which is a pity, but… 🤷🏻‍♀️)

Yeah. It was totally predictable. I know know. But…he looked cute. Well rested. Happy. And we had been deprived for too long so it was a gift to see him again. Thats it for tonight. Sleep well😙 (10)

He always looks well rested after a few days with his boy,jajajaj. I can’t wait to see what the future has planed for him. And also, I’m so curious about this new LiLo thing 🤔🤔. What’s all about? They now tweet each other. Liam talks about him all the time… we’ll see, we’ll see.

Well, that was a productive morning shift, jajaja. I’ve been almost 4h writing this,jajajajaa. The whole morning! Now, I have to check everything is correct before I close to go for lunch,jajajja. Thank youuuu. Bye bye!!

Pd: waaaa, I almost forget about my limo (liam,jajja). Well, I was going to bed, but before it I looked out the window, and called him. I was calling for a good half an hour. And then a black cat appeared, and I thought hey! they are coming! Then another black and wait cat came. And I didn’t stop calling Liam. And HE CAME!!! He came to my window, where Honey and I were. And I told him to jump, but his so fat… jajajjaa. So I called at my house phone so my mom would go to open the backdoor, and I went out from the front door. And when I reached my window he was up there, but he couldn’t go in, bc I had closed it, so Honey wouldn’t go out. And he jumped and went to the back door to wait for my mom no open the door, and then he run and run till my room, jajajaj, to see if there was food in his bowl. And, just that. They I “bath” him. And gave him a pill to desparasitarle(?), and put him a collar para las pulgas? Jajaja. And then I feed him. He was exhausted and hungry. My poor boy. I don’t know why he keeps going ou, if he doesn’t like it,jejeje. Honey kept smelling him bc he smelled different, just FOR A DAY OUT!! (Jo, hablo TANTO!!!) Thanks for asking, love.

#anon #kjdfnfviubdfvubiugrfd #I talk a lot #hey have you listened IDGAF by Dua Lipa??? I love it!!

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"Redemption of a Spirit in a Cold War" : Chapter 8 is out !

"The Great Escape"

Summary : Bell is going to be soon back at West-Berlin, with the help of the CIA who didn't recognized her but a little unexpected thing caused her to improvise......

To read it on AO3, click here ! Words : +4200

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I didn't know how I could have feel right now, I thought that I was still in a coma in reality and that everything that happened for two days was just an big dream. I had to gently shook my head when I was inside that plane to make sure I wasn't dreaming but everything was so real and I coudn't believe it either : I was finally leaving the Soviet Union after more than 3 year in a hospital bed, thinking inside of me that I was never going to wake up again and by strange odds, it was the CIA who was extracting me out of the country, the ones who left me for dead....are helping me.

When I woke up 2 days ago, I was lost, trying to find who I was and where I could go but good people helped me to find my way : Krimilov, Tanya and Belikov. Krimilov helped me by giving back my stuff he succeeded to keep for all these years and leading me to Belikov, also giving me means to survive in the city. Tanya, she helped me reason with myself in the choices I was going to do and I was happy that I was able to help with her little problem with some thugs and there were Belikov.

I was spectical at first with him as I wasn't so sure that he was going to help me at all with my problems but I was so wrong about him. When I revealed my true identity to him, he decided to cooperate by giving some infos about what happened after the events of Solovetsky and after that, he decided by himself to help me getting out of the country as fast as he can. He took risky measures for that but he was worth the risk as he was able to secure my escape in one day and now, I was on my way back to West-Berlin but I didn't know exactly where.

The flight lasted at least 1 hour before the plane landed as the pilot announced to me that we were arrived in Poland where I was going to be put in charge by the second CIA extraction team tasked to lead me throught Poland. I didn't know why the travel was going to last more than 3 days since we could have been already in West-Berlin in no-time but I preferred to not ask anything, staying in my role of a russian defector who worked with Belikov before been caught by my 'former colleagues'.

After the plane landed, the second team took me in charge and we stayed for the night on that location before the next morning. Then, they started to drive me off that CIA runway into going into the West's direction. I was lucky that no one was so curious about why I was wearing bandages on my head but since I was asked to give the fake file about me to every team I was going to meet, their answers to their question were quickly there.

That team were pretty nice with me and was okay about not asking me so much questions during our travel inside the Polish countryside. They said to me that when we will be at the East-German-Polish border in the end of the second day, another team will take charge of me until I arrived to West-Berlin. The first night that occured after my escape from the USSR were very changing because I didn't sleep for so long but strangely, I wasn't able to think about my old life as I was more focused on getting back to West-Berlin, even if I had some weird dreams.

At the end of the second day, we arrived at the border leading to East-Germany and now, the other team took me and they conducted me to an hidden safehouse in the East-German countryside at a least 50 km at the north of the German divided capital. However, that team wasn't so pleasant with me and even with the fake file, their question were still coming to me and each time, I needed to improvise everytime my owns answers but they were still asking me those stupid questions.

We arrived in that safehouse at the beginning of the evening and tomorrow, they were asked to drive me to my destination but they were still awaiting for their orders before they could fully act for me. After I was cleared off to have some rest, I decided that I needed some sleep since I wasn't very in peace with the CIA all around me. A risk worth taking ! They gave me a room where I could sleep finally in peace and for me, it was better for them. Once I was alone in that room, I jumped directly onto the bed, not forgetting to lock the door before. Finally some sleep.

I was working in the same office as before inside the Lubyanka as Zasha was working too at their own desk that was next to mine. In my hands, there were some paperworks I was doing : reports to fill in after some operations I have done in the past and some decryptions as always about some documents. I was working on it when I could hear knock on my door.

"Come in." I said, loudly to be heard but my voice was harshly like if I had a bad day. I wasn't even looking at the door, staying focused on working. The door opened and I wasn't still looking who entered my office.

"Yirina." It was a man voice and when I looked up, it was Perseus himself. Zasha stood up from their chair to make him a military salute but me, I stayed on my chair.

"Sir." Zasha said as Perseus looked at them

"Krypto." He told them.....maybe an surname for Zasha and it wasn't looking so affectious for Zasha who were troubled before they got back on their seat.

"Perseus." I muttered at him before I looked back at my paperwork again, getting focused "What do you want ?" I asked in an harsh tone.

"I wanted to talk to you." He said as he started to sit on the chair in front of my desk. "About you."

"What's the problem with me, Perseus ?" I asked, writing furiously

"Why are you sounding so angry ?" He asked me back before I stopped writing looking at him

"Because someone in our group decided to spoke about that operation." I told him, dropping my pen on the desk and for obscure reasons, I wasn't so specific about that but him saw him what I was talking about,

"Listen, it was years ago. You don't need to be worried about what....."

"Happened, right ?" I clenched my fists on the desk, looking at him with deadly eyes. "You always saying that this man deserved it but I checked the intels again and again, he was innocent and a good man." He was still looking serious

"I know but...."

"No." I cut him straight in his words "I tried so much to stop that operation but the man in charge was so blinded by your orders that he decided to kill him anyways." I looked at my desk, my arms on my legs. "Since, I swore to protect the innocent and those who deserve to live."

"I know." He told me before I looked at him again,

"I think it's better to change the subject, what do you wanted to talk with me about me ?" I said, crossing my arms

"I was thinking about your personal life, you know that you will need a man in your life, a good husband for you. I have planned...." He started to said before I cut him again,

"I'm not interested, Perseus." I replied, looking sure in my answer

"You are always not interested, Yirina." He rolled his eyes to the ceillings "What's the problem with you ?"

"My problem ?" I sniffed before I started to think about my answer. "I'm tired of hiding to you what I really feel about what I think." I took a deep breath "You want to know why I'm not interested ?" I asked before taking another breath "Because I'm lesbian !" I exclaimed, loudly, getting up from my chair. When I told him that, he was taken aback, looking at me in fear.

"You....you're a lesbian ?" He repeated, shocked

"Maybe it's not how you see things but it's how I feel right now !" I put my fist in anger against the desk. "You need to accept that fact, Perseus."

"I....I." He started to said before losing his words, catching his breath and then standing up from his chair "I need some fresh air." He then started to walk out of my office, leaving me alone but I completely forgot that Zasha was still there, witnessing our argument. I looked at them before sitting down again on my chair, one of my hands on my forehead.

"I never thought that, Yirina." They said to me, sounding & looking amazed by my declaration to him about my true orientation.

"I've been hiding this for years and I told him that like that." I replied, my voice cracked by emotions. "It's hard for me to show that but I'm proud of my choice."

"At least, we are both proud of what we are." They told me, causing me to smile at them as they were right, knowing their situation. "I hope it will be okay for you."

"Yeah, it will take time with him but he will have to accept who I am." I continued to smile before looking back at my paperwork,

"I need to get back to work, it's better now."

It was a strong memory that I have just saw : it was the first time since I woke up where Perseus himself was there in person. Apparently, he wanted me to have an husband but I wasn't so okay with that, leading me to tell him the truth about me and honestly, I'm proud of my own sexual orientation. I don't know what happened next but I hope it didn't have bad consequences on me....if we exclude the part where I was shot & left for dead in Turkey as it was unlikely that he decided to dispose of me because of that.

I woke up the next day, my body was feeling good after I spent two day to answer questions and to always walk everywhere as asked by the CIA teams. I got up from the bed, decided to take a shower after these 2 tiring days. I never had the time to properly take a shower since I woke up and when I started to feel the first water drops on my skin, it was so damn good. Not so cold, not so hot, it was perfect. Of course, I have to remove the bandages on my head, allowing me to breath clearly after having those bandages every day on my face.

Hopefully, the CIA teams provided with some others bandages in case I needed to change them. After I took my shower, I look myself in the mirror knowing that this whole mascerade will end soon but I needed to hide my face still. I took the bandages in hands and started to get them around my head, again, covering my face. I was so hideous with those things but it was necessary. I got out of the bathroom and I put my clothes back on. That was the only thing that didn't change for days as the CIA weren't able to give new clothes, giving me no choices to keep the same clothes for days.

Once I was ready, I checked my watch : it was going to be noon soon and time for me to get driven to West-Berlin to an unknow location as the teams weren't clear with me about it. I took my backpack and I left the room, ready to join the CIA team. I walked slowly down the stairs when I started to hear some voices talking, it was them. But then, I frozed in place when I heard Adler's name been mentioned

"So, you sure that Adler want us to bring her to the E9 Safehouse ?" One of the guys said, he was named Sawyer and was the most polite with me but not so polite nonetheless.

"Yes, since she dealed with some Perseus guys, he think that she will have some crucial info about Perseus after their disastrous operation one week ago." That was the guy named Terry, the one I was hating the most in that team.

"What happened in that operation ?" Someone asked, it was the third and last guy of the CIA team named Walter "I don't remember well."

"Someone inside the CIA claimed to have found an high Perseus official in an isolated place in Afghanistan but it was just an trap." Terry exclaimed, sounding angry "Perseus wanted to dispose of Adler's team but it didn't worked out, only his team got out of here alive at the cost of having nothing against Perseus and having lost some of our mens."

"The MI6 were there too, they lost some of their guys too." Sawyer told him

"I don't give a fuck about the MI6, they're the one who almost foiled the operation." Terry added, giving to his friends and to me, his opinion about the British. "It's a job for the CIA, not those damn tea drinkers."

I was clenching my fists in anger when I heard him talk like that about the MI6. I take it personally because for me, he was attacking everyone including Park and I couldn't accept it. I remember now why he was the one I hate the most around here. But then, I realized that they were going to bring me directly to Adler.....and that's not the thing I want right now. It's Park I needed to see first, not him. I can't allow them to take me in front of Adler even if he doesn't really know who I am. What I need to do right now....is to improvise.

I decided to think along the way as I decided to move again on the stairs and to join the little group that were in the kitchen. I was glad they didn't hear me arriving from the stairs but they saw me arrive in the room.

"Miss Koslava." Terry smirked at seeing me with an disturbing look to me "How was sleeping ?"

"Good." I replied, using my russian accent "So....uhm, what's the plan if I can ask ?" I asked

"We are going to bring you to a CIA officer named Russell Adler." Walter replied to me. Hearing Adler's name again make me close my eyes for a second, trying to not think about him, appearing as a vision at my sight like what happened in that hotel in Moscow. "He's the one in charge of the ops for tracking down Perseus."

"I see." I said, looking at Walter

"Your infos can help him a lot." Sawyer added, nodding slowly "You must know that it's important that we bring you to him." I nodded at him before he stand up from his chair.

"Well, it's time for us to drive to West-Berlin." Terry exclaimed, grabbing the keys and giving them to Sawyer "Follow us, miss Koslova." The trio then started to walk out the room as I followed them outside where an car was there.

I entered the car, installing myself in the backseats behind the driver who was Sawyer. Terry got next to him as the front passenger as Walter installed himself on the backseat behind him. I was feeling so trapped at this moment now that I know where they are going to drive me. After we were all set up, Sawyer started the car and drove away with West-Berlin as our destination.....precisely the E9 Safehouse or as it was called and I remembered well 'Die Landebahn'

During the first half of the travel and just at a few kilometers from West-Berlin, no one....I mean, no one decided to open his mouth to talk and to break the weird silence that was inside that car. It was feeling so weird because they were not asking question to me at all and that was a first for me since the last day where I was feeling so oppressed with their questions all day. I was at peace that I decided to check something in my backpack that was just at my feets. I was looking for Park's picture I've been keeping for so long and the only picture I have of her right now. In my hands, I was holding back my tears at seeing that face but then, the picture was suddenly taken off my hands by surprise and when I look up, I could see that Terry was the one to took it.

"Wow, that's a nice picture you got there." He said, laughing before he could see who was on that picture "Oh, that's that bitch, Park !" He added, making me inside filled with rage.

"Hey, give me that back !" I ordered in anger as I moved from my seat to take the picture back in my hands "What the fuck, are you serious ?" I added in anger but he was still curious about seeing her.

"How did you found yourself with an picture of her ?" He asked me as I was putting the picture back in the backpack

"Why are you curious ?" I asked in return but he was still awaiting for my answer "I ain't gonna answer your question, I'm not sneaking to steal your stuff, right ?"

"Uhm, she's right, Terry, you shouldn't...." Sawyer started to say but.....

"Ow, shut you and focus on driving, Sawyer." Terry told him in an harsh tone

"Wait, it was really Park ?" Walter asked, getting into the conversation as I was getting so nervous and angry about them. I stayed back as the conversation continue "You really have an problem with her, buddy !"

"It's not my fault if she's acting like a dick with us." Terry replied to him "I think that she has something to do with Hank's disappearance." He added, letting me think of multiple things about that strange event....Terry must have a big hate for Park as I have now a big damn hate for him.

"Oh, you're not going to start again with that ?" Walter rolled his eyes in annoyance

"She was the last one to saw him alive and he was at this safehouse we're taking that russian before he disappeared." Terry crossed his arms, looking outside

"What's....what's the problem ?" I asked to Walter, naive

"Hank was an good friend of Terry and he was working with Adler's team at the beginning of the year until one day in early in March, Hank disappeared like that without leaving an trace." He responded before looking at Terry. "Since, Terry think that she has something to do since she was the only one at that safehouse at this moment with him."

"But why is she....she is acting with you like that ?" I then asked to Terry, still naive, holding myself to not giving an big punch to the face

"I don't know." He replied, clearly, not looking at me. "But I will know when we will arrive at the safehouse, she's here and I will have my answers."

"Okay, we're getting to the checkpoint." Sawyer talked as we were arriving at the limit of West-Berlin "Everyone, stay quiet." He ordered to everyone as the car stopped at the checkpoint.

Everyone including me were nervous with the fact it was uncommon to see someone with bandages around their head everyday. A guard came in to check the car and asked Sawyer papers for an check-up, looking for any wrong things. The guard's eyes fell on me and he was getting curious until Sawyer asked him to look further in the papers. In fact, Sawyer has put some money in his own papers to corrupt the guard in advance. He knew that my state was going to make questions and he decided to take things into his own hands.

The guard gave him back his papers and finally allowed the car to advance and to enter the West side of the German capital and unfortunately for me, we were driving right to the safehouse. Even if Park was there as Terry confirmed, it was also meaning that Adler was there too, waiting for me. I needed to see Park alone and then I could finally face Adler but not the two. I had to think quickly of a plan right now. I needed to get out of that car, wait for an good time to go to the safehouse and then await for Park to be alone to see her.

I had no other choices for the following minutes before I had an plan : I couldn't get out of the car like that, meaning that I have to dispose of this CIA team and making sure that they will not follow me. I can't kill them but I will find a way to neutralize them from following me after I'm back on the loose. It was too risky for me to take my M1911 in my backpack so I had no choices but to use my fists and my feets to fight back. As the car was stopped at a redlight at a least 2 kilometers from the safehouse, I decided it was time to take action as I started to unbuckle my seatbelt.

"Miss." Walter saw me doing that "I think you should put your belt back on." He added before I act. I gave him a big nudge in his face and instantly, I did put him down for the moment but then, I saw Terry who has unbuckled his seatbelt too,

"You bitch !" He was looking at me, trying to find his gun before looking at Sawyer "Drive, you fucking idiot !" He shouted to him as I moved to start to strangle him with my arms as the car drove off at full speed, going through the redlight.

I tried with all my strenght to incapaciate him by my arms but he was resisting a lot as he tried to use his gun against me. He wasn't successful because Sawyer was driving at full speed not even in the direction of the safehouse, avoiding cars and others things, trying to make me lose my balance in the car. At one moment, Terry succeeded to stabilize his arms to start aiming me with his gun but I removed one of my arms from his neck to get the gun away from me until......

"Fuck, my hand !" A bullet came off of Terry's gun during our struggle, landing in Sawyer right hand, posed on the wheel. That shot caused Sawyer to lose control of the car as it was entering a alley and it was an dead end. I knew that I needed to find a safe place as the car was driving against a wall. I punched Terry in the face before I laid down on my seat, bracing for the impact. Terry tried to shoot at me but it was too late for him as the car crashed against the wall of the alley.

The impact caused me to move a little from the seat but thanks to my action, I was saved because if I didn't do it, I was knocked out and maybe throw throught the windshield against the wall. However, I was pulled against the driver seat and my left arm was hurting me a lot as the others were all knocked out from the impact. While Walter was out because of my nudge and didn't suffer enough, Sawyer and Terry was still alive but badly in shape as the latte unbuckled his seatbelt to attack me.

Once I regain consciousness of the situation, I got out of the car with some difficulties but I decided at first to dispose of these horribles bandages around my face, throwing them at the nearest dumpster in the alley. Finally free ! I thought to myself. However, some glasses fell on my left cheek, opening it a little, the bandages didn't save me from that. I wanted to flee right now but I decided that I needed to take away the guns they were using and once I had them all, I threw all of them inside a manhole cover. I also take some money they were using, taking all of it before I started to some noises of breathing loudly. They were still alive and since I didn't want to kill them, I decided to let them like that knowing that someone else will save them.

I left the alley, not even looking at the crashed car and putting back the hood on. The crash must have alerted the police and I needed to feel rapidly from the scene. I was now on the loose again but this time, I was now back inside West-Berlin and even if I didn't know much of the city, I was sure of one thing that I didn't have back in Moscow. I was thinking of it as I walked away from the scene : I know where I'm going !

Back to Park !

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