#it's Lady's father that's the main bad guy in 3 right

[megs-1800]

Co-Parenting

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Summary: You and Mason are getting a divorce but are doing well with co-parenting your son Elijah. However, due to the divorce you are changing your name, how will Mason take it when you suggest to double barrel your sons name? Will he accept it?

Pairings: Mason Mount x Reader

Word Count: 2.2K

Warnings: Swearing, Angst and Fluff

You are the best father to Elijah, you always wanted children that was one of the first conversations we had when we first stated dating. So the day I saw those 2 blue lines on the pregnancy test I have never seen you so excited. We weren’t even trying and it came as a bit of a shock but still the baby was a blessing, and I knew you were going to be an incredible father. Even before I gave birth you were constantly looking out for the baby making sure I didn’t over exercise and I was eating right, the whole nursery was equipped by our 24 week scan, and that day when you found out we were having a boy you were over the moon. All you could think about was playing football with our future son in the garden. When Elijah was born you still claim this was one of the best days of your life, and I swear I saw a tear slipping down your face when you held him for the first time.

We were in an absolute baby bliss, well that was until Elijah was 3 months old. We were having a much needed family day chilling at home. This is when mine and Mason’s phones both went absolute mad. We panicked thinking something bad had happened and it was one of the family group chats. What I saw was even worse. It was links to the news article, claiming this women was having an affair with him for the past 6 months. You didn’t even try and deny it so I knew it was true. How could you he have done this to us? To our new family?  What was worse it started at the end of the pregnancy when I was emotional on how I looked due to the weight gain caused by the massive pregnancy bump but Mason always argued that I was the most beautiful women in the world. Now I know why he was so happy as he was getting it from the super model instead.

We tried to make it work for Elijah’s sake but the trust was gone and we were arguing all the time. It was too toxic for Elijah to be around so we agreed to split. Everyone was heart broken over it but we had to do what was best for our boy. We always were good at co-parenting though, no matter what happened between us we always acted like a happy family for his sake. The big word in that is we would “act” like a happy family.

Today was no different it was Elijah’s trial day at the new nursery. It was a time when parents and children could come to the nursery have a walk around and see if parent and child both like it. It was a private nursery, it was where all the footballers and anyone with a bit of status sends their child. Mason said it was recommended from a couple of guys from the team. I wanted to just send Elijah to a normal nursery, but Mason agreed to pay for it so who am I deprive my son of the best if his dad wants to offer it to him?

I agreed to meet Mason at the nursery with Elijah so we didn’t have to do that awkward car ride in silence. So me and Elijah drove there with the music blaring both of us singing away. When we arrived Mason was already standing at the entrance. Elijah ran to him “dadddddyyyyy” he shouted as he ran to Mason. “Hello Bud” Mason said as he picked him up and gave him the biggest cuddle. He gave me a small side cuddle and a polite kiss on the cheek. I tried to give him a small smile. Be civil for Elijah’s sake I keep saying in my head.

We walked in and went up to reception. “Hello we are here for Elijah Mount’s trail day” I say to the lady at the reception desk. She checked her records and smiles “Of course please this way” as she points to the doors in front of us. We walk through to the main hall and she bends down to Elijah’s hight. “Hello I am Mrs Right” and gives Elijah the biggest smile which he returns. She puts her hand out for a high five which he gives her and runs off to be with the other children to play. He was always such a confident child, I am so proud of his personality. “Please Mr Mount and Miss Y/L/N this way and you can speak to who would be Elijah’s teacher if you decide this school is suited for him”. Mason shoots me a look. Jheez if looks could kill that would be it. He turns to me and whispers “Y/L/N really? You are still a Mount the divorce hasn’t been finalised yet?!” He says with hurt and anger in his eyes. “Please Mason not know” I whisper back “It was pointless saying we were Mr and Mrs Mount on the application because by the time Elijah starts here I won’t be Mrs Mount anymore so it was just easier to give them Y/L/N”. Mason rolls his eye at this, why does he have to make such a big deal out of it? He was the one who decided to ruin our marriage he cannot be angry that I dropped his name it was his fault.

The next hour went well, Mason kept shooting me glares to remind me that he is pissed off but the school seemed amazing and Elijah seemed to love it. We were standing there watching Elijah play in the sandpit. I am now regretting him wearing his new Armani tracksuit that his Uncle Declan got him for his last birthday. I look at Mason and can see the happiness in his eyes watching his son. I had to ask him now, I know my solicitor said not to say anything until the divorce was finalised but I didn’t want to blind side him. Plus if I didn’t speak to him now I would chicken out for sure. “Mase can I speak to you about something?” Mason nods turning his head to you giving you his attention. “I want to change Elijah’s name” Mason looked at me confused and I could see that he wasn’t getting where I was coming from. I then continued “As I will no longer be a Mount I want to double barrel Elijah’s last name so he has both our names. It will be easier if I take him away of anything. Otherwise people are going to think I kidnapped Mason Mounts baby” I tried to make a joke so the conversation was more light hearted. Mason didn’t see it this way. He shot me daggers and replied “Absolutely fucking not” and stormed out of the hall. Fuck sake why does he needs to make such a scene.

Elijah seeing his dad storm out came running over to me “I am ready to go now mummy”. I agreed and gave him a reassurance smile. We said our goodbyes and thanked the staff for the kindness of showing us around and explained I would be in touch regarding his place. The school is amazing and Elijah seemed to love it, he is definitely attending. When we were outside I could see Mason looking down at the ground, I can see the anger in his eyes. His emotion quickly changes when Elijah hugs him and says his goodbye. He then gets in his Range Rover and speeds off, I hate when he drives like that. He better not drive like that when Elijah is in the car, at the same time I know he would never put his son in danger so I quickly delete that thought.

Mason and I usually talk quite frequently in the week about Elijah showing each other pictures or updating each other on what he has done that day. This week Mason has been radio silent. He hasn’t seen Elijah the last couple of days, and every time I send him a picture of Elijah he just hearted the messages and didn’t reply which was unusual. I know he was pissed about my name request. It is just a name what is his issue? Saturday morning came and Mason sent me a text message “Hey I didn’t know what you were doing today but thought you and Eli might want to come down to watch the game?” I thought about it and then I looked at Elijah he was so flued up bless him it wouldn’t be right to drag him out in the cold so I quickly replied. “Hey Mase, I am so sorry Elijah didn’t sleep well last night he only had a couple of hours he couldn’t stop coughing and sneezing bless him, he ended up sleeping in my bed. It wouldn’t be good for him to sit in the cold I am so sorry. But he wishes his daddy the best of luck even though he knows you don’t need it ;)xx”  I know Mase would of smiled at that text and he responded “No worries at all, hope he is okay. Give him a kiss for me :)xx”.

Luckily for us the game was on TV, I put the game on the TV ready for kick off and put Elijah in his Manchester United Shirt with ‘DADDY 7” on the back. It was about 30 mins before the start, I sat Elijah down on the floor in front of the TV and took a photo. It clearly showed his shirt. We usually post him on our socials but do not post his face, so a lot of pictures are of him wearing a football shirt. I quickly added this to our my storey and added the caption ‘Cheering on his daddy! Come on United!’ I tagged Mason in this so hoping he will see this before he goes out. Which I was right, Mason saw his phone buzz just as he was about to go out. He quickly checked and saw you tagged him in a storey when he saw what it is, his heart melted.

Mason had the best game he has had in a while, he got 2 assists and a goal which resulted in United winning 4-2. I was so proud. I quickly send him a text that read “Well done Mase you make us both so proud x”. I then started my evening routine getting Elijahs dinner ready.

I was continuing with our evening routine with washing up Elijah's dinner and cleaning up his toys whilst his bath was running and there was suddenly a knock at the door. I was confused as I was not expecting anyone. As I opened it I saw Mason there. “Hey” he said. “I just miss Eli is it okay if I get him ready for bed tonight?” This wasn’t an uncommon act, Elijah never stays over at Masons as we decided it would be best for him to settle in 1 bed, however Mason does often come round and get him ready for bed. Of course I agreed at let him in. Mason bathed Elijah and tucked him in. Talking about the game and reading Elijah stories, it wasn’t long until Elijah was out for the night.

Mason comes walking back into the living room where you are chilling out, “Thank you for doing that, its nice it gives me a break for 5 mins”. Mason nods and smiles at that. He loves being apart of Elijah’s life. Mason keeps looking at me. “Okay” he says. I am confused “Okay to what?” I ask I have no idea what he is talking about. “Okay you can change his name.. I give you my consent” I smile thank god he is not going to fight me on this. “On one condition” There it is.. please don’t be a something silly that is going to make the situation worse I am begging in my head. “I want Mount to be first” he continues “Elijah Mason Mount-Y/L/N” he says. I smile “that’s amazing of course thank you”. I run to him and hug him. I didn’t even realise how long we were hugging for, I could feel his hands deep in my hair holding me tight. I am nestled into his neck, I smell his aftershave. Elijah running in broke us from that moment. “Why are you crying mummy?” He asked in concern. I didn’t even realise I was. I quickly wiped away my tears. “Mummy is just happy that’s all bubba now go back to sleep”. He quickly runs back his room. “Bye Bud I will see you tomorrow” Mason shouts “We will go kick the ball around in the garden”. Elijah stops in his bedroom door frame and nods to Mason and runs back into bed. “I will see you tomorrow Mase” I say to Mason giving him a nice smile. “I will see you tomorrow Y/N/N” pushing a strand of hair behind my ear. As he lets himself out I let a breathe out and I think my heart has now stopped beating so fast. Fuck he makes my heart melt. Why did he have to ruin it, we could have been the perfect family?!”

[postcards-from-richard-nixon]

Secretary Elizabeth Cochrane Hamilton (1760-1839).

Due to the popular demand of all 3 of my fans here is Miss Cochrane, my AmRev/antebellum oc. It's set in the world "All Are Created Equal" I made with @chpxcrwy where basically women's political participation is enshrined in the constitution and follows the women within in. Miss Cochrane was a secretary under Benjamin Franklin and Charles Thomson, a long serving senator and James Madison's secretary of state, and did lots to ensure women's political and fiscal rights are upheld.

I have got a LOT of stuff on her so this is like an introduction master post somewhat to all the main characters and the general timeline. Strap in tight everyone! Miss Cochrane is a messy bitch and there's lots of people to introduce ❤️❤️ check out the full lore under the cut!!

Lord and Lady Cochrane

First to the chopping block are her parents, Lord and Lady Cochrane. Cochrane was born in Scotland to well off parents, but she never got along with them. She was interested in philosophy, economics and politics which enraged her father who was a banker, philosopher and merchant. He tried to marry her off very young, but she was incredibly resistant to all attempts and it made him look bad. So when she was 15, in order to not let her ruin the family name any more, Lady Cochrane contacted her cousin Catherine Ortiz, a wealthy New York socialite, to let Cochrane stay with her for a period of time to find a husband. Lord Cochrane also wrote to his friend Benjamin Franklin, and asked him to keep an eye on the papers to make sure that Cochrane didn't end up in them. Franklin laughed it off at the time, but Lord Cochrane's fears would go on to be true

Captain and Mrs Ortiz

Catherine Ortiz married Felipe Ortiz against the wishes of Felipe's Catholic family, who promptly disowned him after the marriage. He served in the army in Louisiana before moving to New York for speculation, which he grew fabulously wealthy in. This wealth proved to Catherine's father he was a suitable match, and they married. Felipe is often away however, leaving Catherine to build a name for herself in New York as the feminist socialite who hosts parties and, if the rumours are true, revolutionary patriot meetings. Cochrane is sent to Catherine in 1775, and they hit it off very well. Catherine introduces her to New York bigwigs like Robert Livingston and Phillip Schuyler, giving her connections to the new second continental congress. It's on the streets of New York she sees a small man yelling about the patriot cause, and she confronts him by asking about the women's role. He dismisses her, saying women had no role in revolution. This caused a verbal debate so severe she ended up in the papers, which Franklin promptly found out. Franklin then invited Cochrane to stay with him in Philadelphia. That man she debated? Was Alexander Hamilton ❤️ and it would NOT be the last she would see of him

Alexander and Phillip Hamilton

Cochrane, when arriving in Philadelphia to meet with Franklin, begged him over and over to visit congress with him. He eventually relents on the pretense that she keeps his notes for him, which she happily does. Her presence is a bit of a scandal, but her enthusiastic nature makes her quite beloved amongst some of the congressmen, and she was already acquainted with some of the New York delegates. She gets very good at her job, to the point that once Franklin leaves for France, he leaves his Philadelphia residence in her care and she goes on to work as Charles Thomson's secretary instead, where she dictates correspondence between Congress and Washington. She ends up writing to a very familiar name: Alexander Hamilton. The guy she verbally tore apart in New York. However they find out they have lots in common, and they eventually became friends.

He quickly gains feelings and after a couple years he proposes. She rejects him, since she feels nothing for him romantically, and explains that she doesn't feel for men romantically at all. He understands. In 1779, he tried proposing again, asking if they wanted a political partnership marriage rather than a romantic one. This is the time Franklin asks her to come to France to act as his secretary as his grandson took an apprenticeship in Switzerland and is no longer able to help. Cochrane promised an answer when she returned from France, and while she was in France, she absolutely lived it up. By the time the Treaty of Paris rolled around, Hamilton asked again. This time, she agreed, and returned to America to marry, and resume her position with Charles Thomson in the new Congress. This is also the time she cuts off her parents for good.

When they got married, Catherine had died in childbirth two years earlier giving birth to Felipe jnr. Captain Felipe, in mourning, developed lung cancer and died shortly after Hamilton and Cochrane married. Felipe wrote in his will giving Cochrane guardianship of Felipe Jnr, as well as one of their smaller properties in New York and a small sum of money. They took in Felipe Jnr and anglicised his name to be Phillip. They were a perfect nuclear family to those around them, but despite their political marriage, they raise Phillip well.

Cochrane becomes a Federalist senator in 1789, when Hamilton gets his cabinet post. Together, they work on stuff like the bank, credit and women's fiscal and education rights to be passed through. They're a real team, but when Hamilton publishes the Reynolds Pamphlet, he does so without consulting Cochrane. Cochrane is appalled he'd make such a dangerous PR move without consulting her, and they distance from one another politically. Her relationships in Congress break down, and it begins her push away from the Federalists and towards the democratic republicans. Once Phillip dies in a duel however, they come back together and live out their time together until Hamilton's death in 1804. That same year, Cochrane goes on to join the democratic republicans

The Madisons

Cochrane was friends with James Madison way back when he collaborated with Hamilton on the federalist papers. She was also friends with Dolley, and when they got married, she continued to be friends with them both even after Hamilton fell out with Madison. Dolley and Cochrane also engage in a long affair together, consider it friends with benefits, and because of that she enjoys strong political benefits with Madison and other members of the democratic republicans including Thomas Jefferson and James Monroe (both who will turn up later on). Cochrane and Dolley ended their affair by the time Cochrane was secretary of state under Madison, but they remained firm friends all the way up to Cochrane's death.

As Secretary of State, Cochrane was pro-war during the war of 1812, and worked with Monroe and Dolley to push hard against the British. This was also partially due to her brother, Alexander Cochrane, being a Tory politician in parliament at the time, and was writing slander about her and the war in the press over there. This is when the title of First Spouse becomes a political position, with Cochrane writing "a defence of secretary d. madison" to defend Dolley against critics who said her heavy interference with political matters was unconstitutional. The supreme court ruled in Dolley's favour, and the First Spouse went on to be an advisory role in the cabinet.

After the war of 1812, she supported Monroe in his bid for the presidency, supported the bank and retired once Madison's term ended. She spends the last few years of her life writing for the New York Post, supporting the Whigs and Henry Clay in his bid for Presidency and in her final year, she took a tour around the frontier and met a young Arabella Lincoln. She gave the majority of her material possessions to her maid, Margaret O'Neill, personal papers to Dolley, political papers to the library of Congress and her properties to the ladies' anti-slavery society, as well as smaller portions of money to her sister Ingrid Cockburn and her nephews Andrew and Duncan Cockburn.

Martha Jefferson and Eliza Monroe Hays

Cochrane was rather promiscuous, and conducted multiple affairs. They were not secret to Hamilton, who consented as well as she consented to his own affairs, but they were a secret to Phillip and to the public. She had many, notably Dolley Madison who I've already talked about, but also with Martha Jefferson and Eliza Monroe Hays.

Martha and Cochrane first met while Cochrane was in Paris. Nothing happened since Martha was only 12 but they reconnected in 1804 when Cochrane joined the democratic republican party and hosted a ball inviting prominent members of the party to celebrate her switch. Their relationship wasn't like with Dolley, it was heavily romantic and changed Cochrane to be a more modest, less rambunctious figure and to settle down. They were planning on moving in together after Martha divorced her estranged husband, but Jefferson found their letters and threatened her life, so Cochrane promised not to contact Martha in exchange for his silence on the affair.

Cochrane was still reeling emotionally after Martha, but Eliza was the one to pursue Cochrane. Eliza was different to Martha, she was high society, very stuck up but also a sucker for scandal. She and her had a brief but fiery relationship that ended in heartbreak. Eliza was just looking for fun and Cochrane hoped for something like Martha again, so neither got what they wanted and they parted on bad terms. They were a bit too similar anyway. After Eliza and her broke it off in 1817, she wouldn't take another long term lover for the rest of her life.

Alexander Cochrane and Ingrid Cockburn

Alexander and Ingrid are Cochrane's younger siblings. She grew up with Ingrid, but never really knew Alexander. This shows, considering that she would continue consistent correspondence with Ingrid, the only one of her family she kept in contact with, and become bitter enemies with Alexander. Ingrid looks a lot like her father, whereas Alexander and Cochrane look like their mother.

Ingrid was the perfect daughter, who excelled in performing arts, socialising and etiquette, seeming to fit into any situation put into with elegance and ease. She was her mother's favourite. Cochrane was always compared to her, which grew a little resentment when they were young, but they put that aside and grew a strong friendship outside of that. Ingrid would get married off at age 18 to a well connected and wealthy man called Andrew Cockburn, where they would have two sons, Andrew and Duncan. Cockburn was a merchant, and often would take his family across the world to India, Europe and the Americas on business. This meant Cochrane got to see her sister every now and again, which strengthened their bond. She was the only family member present at Cochrane's private funeral. She would be the last Cochrane sibling alive, dying in 1844. Her eldest, Andrew, then was given the title of Lord Cochrane with the death of Alexander.

Alexander was his father's favourite, an unexpected pregnancy after years of trying for a boy, he was a bit sickly but idolised his father in everything. He had the best tutors growing up and had a brief but full military career in the navy before becoming an MP in 1790. He married a woman called Mary Sinclair at his father's wishes to see him settle down, but they didn't know one another and grew estranged, leading to a divorce with no children in 1806. He was a radical Pittite, and maintained a close partnership with William Pitt themselves. Historians say they were best friends after all. Wink wink. He supported Pitt in just about everything until his death and he himself helped fund his funeral and pay off his debts. Then when the war of 1812 came around he was very bitter against his sister, since he was extremely against women's enfranchisement, which was a movement that was beginning to take precedent in the UK. They hated each other, but he could not convince his colleagues to reconquer the 13 colonies, so he backed down. He left his post in parliament in 1814, and began to write to support himself before he died of a stroke in 1823. He gave all his belongings to his nephews Andrew and Duncan.

The Schuyler Sisters

"but Hamilton can't marry Cochrane!!! What about Eliza??" I am so glad you asked. Eliza in this world gets into a big fight with her father, Phillip Schuyler, over having a crush/relationship with a British captain. When she finds out Angelica is planning to elope with her British husband, she blackmails her to bring her along with her to try and find a husband. Angelica agrees, and after moving about a bit, they eventually settle in Paris then London, and Eliza meets and marries Marquis Anne-César de La Luzerne. They become a socialising sisterly pair and make a name for themselves for their lavish parties, extensive political connections and intelligence. They were also scandalous for supporting women's suffrage in America, and in 1790, would rebuke traditional gender roles and Rousseau's work in their book "A Treatise on the Rights of the European Woman". They become famous scholars, supported by their husbands, and would go on to publish more and advocate for women's enfranchisement. Angelica's husband, John Church, was also a member of Parliament, and would go on to support various bills that expanded women's rights. Their pen name for their writings was "The Schuyler Sisters". No I'm not sorry.

Thank you for sticking with this for so long, I hope to post more about her when I have the time. As a reward for making it through here's a meme

[imaginesforeveryone]

“By order of the Peaky Blinders!” 

Arthur Shelby x reader / Y/N  warnings: blood, violence, gore, some sexual content Description: normally the Shelby boys wouldn’t bring their significant others to risky business, but you were a different story for Arthur Shelby. 

Arthur, Tommy, John and you. Y/N Shelby. You have been by the Shelby families side since you could remember. Growing up with Polly as your mother figure, when your mother left you on her door step as a new born due to her being a whore, didn’t know who your father was because she screwed every man that looked her way. But that’s for a different time. You have always been by the Shelby boys since Tommy was born and the rest came after that making the family bigger and of course crazier. Fast forward to now, you and Arthur grew fond of each other through the years. You growing up with all boys, Shelby boys at that, turned you into a very very tough women, which caught Arthurs attention. When you turned 18 Arthur knew you were the one being only two years older then you, he saw no reason why he shouldn’t get down on one knee and ask your hand in marriage. Back then, the Shelby boys were as rich as they were now. So your wedding was like every other gypsy wedding. Dancing around the fire, drinking till you laid in the dirt below your feet. Since then you did everything together. Business and more. It was Tommy’s idea to go to London, and go the Sabinis club. Walking into the club, everyone danced, kissed, even fucked right there in the hallway, which didn’t sound bad to me. You looked at Arthur and raised an eyebrow. 

“You like that don’t you? You nasty nasty girl.” He said with a smirk. Getting to the main area where so many people were dancing, music was blaring. Recognizing some guys who sat around. Other Gangster from different families. Arthur, John, Tommy and you walked out to table where there was only two people sitting there, a man and a women, who the woman was tugging on the mans dick. 

“MOVE!!!” John yelled in the couples faces and smirked grabbing the bottle of open Champagne sitting on the table and chugging it. You all sat down, you sitting on Arthurs lap.

“This is fucking crazy! I love it.” John said laughing and couldn’t stay still in his chair. Tommy smirking over at him and running a cigarette between his lips before lighting it and taking a big breathe from it. 

“CAN I GET A FUCKING BOTTLE YOU TWAT!” You yelled at the server walking back. 

“Damn baby. Relax we just got ‘ere.” Arthur said kissing your shoulder. 

“Does it look like I care. Need some proper service in here, don’t they?” You said taking an inhale of your cigarette. The server rushing back with the bottle. 

“Now that’s proper fucking service!” You yelled over the music snd grabbing the bottle, opening it and chugging it down. You looked around watching every angle of this place, knowing that there were many enemies in this room. Seeing what looked like the manager of this place walking towards you guys. You looked over at Tommy and directing your eyes to the manager. Tommy just bowed his head telling you Its fine. 

“Hello gentleman and lady. Sorry to interrupt you, but I’m going to have to ask you to leave. Many of our clientele, does not want you, also Mr. Sabini.” You looked over at Tommy, and John trying to gauge their reaction to prepare for what to do. 

“But we just got our bottle. We aren’t causing any troubles. Just on holiday, enjoying London!” Tommy said holding up the bottle swigging it. 

“I know you aren’t, but people are not comfortable with you here.” He said kindly with a smile. 

“Well then, I guess we will really have to give them a reason not to be comfortable huh?” Arthur said looking at him. You grinned at John grabbing the bottle and hitting it over the managers head, starting an all out brawl, grabbing your knife out of your boot. Seeing a big man coming at you, swiftly slashing him in his face, and blood gushing out. Looking over at Arthur, seeing he’s taking on 3 guys, running over to him grabbing one of the guys turning him around and slashing him across his face. Arthur holding one of the other ones so you could do work. Running towards him and taking your knife up to the mans throat and blood pulsating out of the open gash in his neck, some getting on you as it would. All of a sudden you hear a loud shotgun go off making everyone duck down. 

It was the manager standing on the table with the shot gun in the air. 

“Get out.” He said looking at you guys. The whole place going silent. 

“Yeah. you going to use that.” Tommy said walking closer to the man pointing the gun right at him, and the man looking around not making eye contact with Tommy. 

“Didn’t think so.” Said Tommy. Turning around he grabbed the bottle off the table. John walked ahead of him looking around, Tommy and you walking behind him together. You fixed your hair and wiped the sweat and some blood from your brow. 

“ We didn’t come here to make enemies.” Tommy said in a sarcastic tone as he walked a little. 

“No….” Tommy said with a sigh. Looking over at John as he grabbed a random women and started kissing her. You looked over at Arthur and let out a small laugh. 

“We came here to make friends!” Tommy said turning in a cirlce showing he was talking to everyone around. Arthur kicked one of the men that laid on the ground as you did the same to one of the men that you fucked up. 

“Those of you who are last, will soon become first.” Tommy said with bit of drunken babble. Taking a drag off your cigarette, and blowing the smoke in one of the mens faces and winking. Causing him to give a dirty look as you laughed at him 

“And those of you who are downtrodden, will rise up.” Tommy said stopping in the middle of the room and looking around. 

“Yup.”

“You know where to find us.” He said before walking out of the room. You walked behind him and a women getting in your way, you simple move her out of your way, throwing a cigarette at the man standing next to him. You linked arms with Arthur as you walked out.

“I think I’ve lost tooth! Ill have none at this rate!” Arthur yelled out in the street. You laughed at him a little. 

“Still sexy as ever.” You said looking over at him and he grabbed you in his arms tilted you back and kissed you hard. The fight put some adrenaline in his body as it always does. Let me tell you, the sex is always the best after a good fight. You laughed through the kiss. 

“And you ! Oh my god! you were so hot fighting there. I CANT WAIT TO GET YOU HOME! THIS IS MY FUCKING WIFE! TOUCH HER AND I WILL HAVE YOUR EYESS!!” Arthur screamed through the streets. 

“AND WE ARE THE PEAKY FOOKING BLINDERS!!!!!” You screamed.

[justalilpearlie]

Introduction/Fun Pearlie Facts

Was abt time I did one of these.

Hello everyone, my name is Pearl, Pearlie or Sam/Sammy if you're feeling like it. Friends also call me Martini sometimes.

I am a minor, my labels... we dont talk about them (fem presenting ftm gay/mlm + trying out gendervoid and verinix + bigender??) uhmm and I go by He/She, tho mostly He/Him by strangers- I can She/Her myself and close friends/mutuals are allowed! (I also go by neos: Void/Moon/Sweet/It/Fluff/Love/Fizz/Paw)

I'm from Argentina, born and raised, never moved. Speak fluent english and spanish.

I got the 'tism and the adhd, aswell as BPD and a few other things I wont list right now! But yeah I'm psychotic (ooo scary word.. lmao)

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I'm an IRL of many, mainly c!Pearl (mcyt), Samuel Emily (fnaf [games canon]) and Shin Tsukimi (yttd). If you don't like it you can leave, block me, or whatever, cause you aint gonna change my life or how I am. I'm in therapy, which unlike random hate and harrassment online, does help me :)

I like to roleplay, draw, sometimes make playlists or moodboards.. And my biggest interests right now are Life Series (+ evo + new life), Empires1(+ a bit of e2) and FNaF! (i dont rlly like the books tho lol..)

I use kin tags for reach cause I'd love interaction from any fellow lifers or empires ppl, hermits aswell!! Tho I havent finished s8 or s9 yet...

Fictionkins, therians and traumagenic systems all welcome!

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DNI prefferably:

- Basic DNI criteria (proshippers, homophobes, transphobes, racists, TERFs, ableist, etc)

- Endos/non-traumagenic "systems" DNI. block me if u want, i wont argue abt it in the comments/reblogs. or interact if u want but im not gonna follow u back or anythin shrugs.

- reality checkers or anti-IRLs DNI. I aint "romanticizing" shit, I'm existing and living my life, if thats a problem to you too bad cause my psychologist aproves of what I'm doing, since I aint harming anyone and I myself am doing dandy.

- anti-kin also DNI cause most of my friends are fictionkins and if you talk shit abt my fellas idk i wouldnt like having u around much

CCs interact at your own risk. This is my domain, cyan man & moon lady. /hj

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- I talk about MajorMoon (Scott x Pearl) a LOT, if u didnt notice by the acc theme. These are my romantic memories, its a gay ship, not woman/gay man, so if it makes u uncomfortable or u hate it or whatever then ur probably not gonna like my content lmao. COUGH, consider joining us if you do like what you see... /nf We're a small comunity of supporters.. just me.. and a few of my peeps... that was a joke, sir. /ref

- This isn't roleplay, its my main acc where im ""unapologetically"" myself, but if u do wanna rp life series/empires u can always shoot me a dm and maybe I'll give u my discord.

- I talk about myself (c!Pearl) using 3rd person in many posts tagged with main fandom tags. This is to cause less confusion to casual fans slash ""normies"" (lhj) that well.. don't know what IRLs are! Also that way I feel safer and don't have to worry as much abt getting harassed and such for my identity.

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Special People Mentions!! fps = * (1 or more.. wouldnt say in a priority sorta order but. more or less yea)

Family! <3 🌼@pehpurr* SISTER!! super duper cool, her art is great and you should check it out!! YOU. You're the brightest little girl (i say like ur not older than me) I'VE EVER MET ACTUALLY! You're so passionate and loving I freaking adore you!! I love you so much Scar, you're one of the best things to ever happen to me, Kanny &lt;3 ⚙️@gentlexmadman DAD!! you are my daaaad, you're my dad! woogie woogie woogie! ANOTHER amazing artist! mr "I know that guy-", very funny, Henry "Autism" Emily... the copper king, my father. Speaking to you is always comforting. Love you so much papa, you're amazing :)

Simply special <3 ☕@insomniac-coffeehouse** You're all simply so very special to me. I love spending time with you guys and playing stuff together, you mean a lot to me and I'm so glad I met you. I hope we're still close for this year and many more! You're incredibly talented, not only at art, at everything you do. You spark joy in my brain and my heart <3 From the bottom of my heart, I'm in love with the hope you bring to this world. 🍊Jack***, oh my dear Jacky, where do I even begin, sport... you really are my other half. Mi media naranja if you will. haha.. I love every second we spend together, I love your voice, I love your eyes, I love your smile, your laughter. I love your use of words, the way you speak, your humor, your seriousness and goofiness. You stiff fuck, you were made for me and I was made for you, and I wouldn't have it any other way. You're my everything, mi vida, mi luz, mi estrella. Mi amor, mi mundo. <3

New friends! 🍓@strawberrystarfield I know we met fairly recently but you're all incredibly fun to talk to, your art is also amazing, your accent is real pretty (cough for a bri-💥), you're real sweet and I love reading all your thoughts and critiques about things :} (love ya Aspen /gen) 🏜️@fagdykegtws My right hand man! I know we just met through the rarepair server but oh my god we're in the same brainwave!!! You're so fun to vc and chat with and you got the best ideas ever fr fr, love ya Chewy, you're real sweet even w how lil i know you ;)

That's it folks, love yall and see you around!

[quickstappen]

track 005: rumor has it

A/N: i am back? hopefully at least. welcome to the 5th part of the story! track 006 is very closely related to this one and it's almost ready to post too. also, i definitely didn't forget to give paola friends and i'm not trying to fix it right now, absolutely not what do you meannn

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caption 1: looks like someone needed some Lady Fuzzypaws hugs logansargeant

⟶ maxverstappen1 replied to your story!

maxverstappen1 I'm not surprised, she looks like she gives amazing hugs!

paola_sainz oh she does, that's for sure

caption 2: this has been going on for over 4 hours, someone save me

⟶ tae_james replied to your story!

tae_james quit whining, you're just salty you went bankrupt

paola_sainz I am so not!

tae_james well, you weren't complaining while you were winning

caption 3: I fear bloodshed is rapidly approaching

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jensonbutton So that's why we can hear all of you screaming?

paola_sainz mario kart is a serious business

jensonbutton Obviously

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paola_sainz evenings in with your friends are the best medicine I swear (as long as the friends aren't annoying you though 🙄)

ps. as always thank you Jense for hosting our chaotic band

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shithappens oh the whole group is finally back!!

↳ prplsector who are they?

↳ shithappens they're Paola's friends from uni! i think they haven't seen each other for ages! Tae was doing an interior design apprenticeship in Japan and Julia is doing another degree in art in France I think

jensonbutton I'd like to point out that I was only aware about 3 of these people coming over beforehand. The rest was not included in the negotiations.

↳ paola_sainz yes, because you oh so hate it when Logan, Oscar and Arthur come over to hang out 🙄

↳ jensonbutton I'd still like to know in advance

↳ paola_sainz you guys sat and watched top gear together for half the afternoon!

↳ quickstappen oh my god jenson's just an exasperated father, just surrender to your fate my guy

oui_lyanne the way they all feel so safe at Jenson's house 🥺 it's like they can be the teenagers they never got to be there

logansargeant I still maintain that Max is the real main character of the movie

↳ paola_sainz And you should say it louder 🙂‍���️ Max supremacy

ilpredestinatox the sunset looks so good oh my god

papalonso i NEED to know who won monopoly

↳ 4ND1 who won?? i need to know who cheated and who screamed the loudest

↳ logansargeant Arthur almost flipped the table

↳ arthur_leclerc I DID NOT!!

↳ 4ND1 i think i've died

tae_james if that's the treatment i get in the UK i'm never going back to Japan, are you kidding me

↳ paola_sainz good. you should never leave again

↳ sierrapaints i agree, i need my roommate back permanently

cuddlyxricc and people are wondering why he lost his seat 🙄 maybe if he spent more time on the simulator rather than at "sleepovers" he'd still have a drive

lightning_enjyr what organ do i have to sell to be a part of this friendship group

dutchlion i bet jenson secretly loves it when they all visit

juliandrews came back from france just to get absolutely destroyed in mario kart, guess that's what i get for thinking you could beat actual drivers

↳ logansargeant You weren't THAT bad, still better than Arthur

DXLEC oh i'm so glad that Logan wasn't alone after the shit that williams pulled

predestined55 once again siding with the enemy, we see how it is snake 🐍

charles_leclerc How do I keep getting excluded from this hang outs

↳ arthur_leclerc You can have a sleepover with your friends, leave mine alone

↳ charles_leclerc Oscar and Logan are also my friends! So is Paola!

↳ paola_sainz don't worry Charlie, I'm sure Max would be more than happy to have a sleepover with you

elmatadorf1 seriously, when is she just gonna disappear 💀

L3CH41R i live for arthur and paola just absolutely destroying charles in the comments every time, poor guy just wants to be involved

oscarpiastri Good company = good time 🫡

↳ paola_sainz you have such a way with words...

↳ N3CKSTRI oh god why is he so embarrassing

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ITALY 2024

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paola_sainz and the marks you leave will forever be cherished in my memories ;)

(we had a blast in Monza, forza ferrari sempre charles_leclerc you really pulled that win out of nowhere, incredibly proud of you mate)

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charles_leclerc Oh yes, forza ferrari sempre ❤️

L3CH41R YESSS WE DID ITT

quickstappen ma'am 🫣 i feel like i'm imposing on something

DXLEC oh god Italy looks so good this time of year 😭

maxshvershmappen why is she so hotttt 😳

tae_james i think i get the hype you know

↳ paola_sainz finally!! I've been trying to get you to go to a race for years

shithappens this race was soooo good, i can't believe that ferrari strategy gamble paid off

logansargeant my eyes woman 😫

↳ paola_sainz oh grow up Logan, people have sex

↳ logansargeant yeah but up until now I didn't have to imagine YOU doing it

juliandrews you look so good in yellow mama 🤤 hot damn

↳ paola_sainz girl come over 🫣

arthur_leclerc I can't believe you didn't let me spray the bubbles with you

↳ sierrapaints hot girl activities only I'm afraid 😌

cuddlyxricc who are those randos at a grand prix wtf, and who do they think they are, staying in the vip section when they don't even like f1

chat_withmani aww im so jealousss, i missed out on the tickets

oscarpiastri What about my congratulations? 😔

↳ paola_sainz Don't you worry, you big baby, you'll get your congratulations

lightning_enjyr umm guys? this is a public comment section

papalonso oscar is bold, I'll give you that

oui_lyanne so.... are we confirming it already or what?

↳ 4ND1 they can still write it off as a friends thing 😔

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carlossainz55 Love is strong tonight, had the best time at family dinner ❤️

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elmatadorf1 what??

cuddlyxricc im sorry that is going on

jaylaf1 he looks soo goooood 🤤🤤

reyesvdec Mis hermosos hijos ❤️

↳ carlossainz55 ❤️

shithappens oh no, that's not -

hamilteaa is he for real??

landonorris Always good to spend time with your family brother 🙏

↳ carlossainz55 You're a part of this family muppet

S4INZLVR that's.... interesting

l4ndop1 who is that hugging Lando???

↳ papayacar looks a lot like Paola, Carlos' sister

↳ F4ST_C4R no wayy, they never really interacted and besides, she has a boyfriend

↳ maiberides okay hear me out,, maybe.... he's the boyfriend??

↳ wlcm2tesstalk absolutely not.

sainzlvr keep your head high Carlos!!

paola_sainz Great dinner, good to see everyone

↳ lewibear this is sooo dry djsjsjjs i live for this woman

isawthesainz what a great race mate! congratulations ❤️

landowinss i swear it looks like paola is hugging lando 🥺

↳ carlando333 they'd make such a cute couple 😭😭

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AZERBAJIAN and SINGAPORE 2024

paola_sainz posted new instagram stories!

caption 1: a two time winner yet he still almost falls of the car lol great work Ozzie! I'm so happy I got to be here for your second one, we're celebrating big today!

⟶ logansargeant replied to your story!

logansargeant ew don't publicly announce you're gonna fuck my best friend??

paola_sainz deal with it

paola_sainz besides, it's not really public if only a chosen group of people is in on it

caption 2: some late sightseeing

caption 3: someone needs fuel

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caption 1: that's some good shit, very refreshing to see maxverstappen1

caption 2: unfortunately I can't be there to cheer live, but I'm sending good vibes and luck to this man

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landonorris what is this favouritism? don't I get a good luck too? 🤭

paola_sainz sure

paola_sainz good luck Norris

landonorris why thank you Lola 😉 I'll make sure to make the most of it

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oscarpiastri Did you really have to use that photo?

paola_sainz it could've been a lot worse

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paola_sainz love you too babe, you'll smash it ❤️

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LIP GLOSS & SECRETS OF SUMMER | Eric Sohn

Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Full Chapter Log

🐚 PAIRING: Surfer Eric x oc

🐚 GENRE | college au| summer love | slow burn| mature topics | strangers to lovers | minor love triangle

🐚 SUMMARY | Upon arriving at her new university Park Naokei finds herself falling into a world of chaos as drama unfolds with her new found friends. By the time summer break arrives newfound feelings and crushes spark amists the summer fun. Slowly our oc finds herself trapped between the likes of two guys and it all started with her occasional swimming lessons from the one and only Eric Sohn.

🐚WORD COUNT | 1.2k

🐚 important details ; Nzeka Park (neh- zeh- ka) is our main character. known as Nezza by those she calls friends while her close family calls her NeNe . Her father passed away when she was fifteen leaving her with her stepmother who she believes absolutely hates her guts. The girl has two younger siblings, both boys with the youngest being four his name is Aiki short for aikime while the oldest being eight his name was Juni, she also has an older sister named Kiome that moved away to America when she turned eighteen. Park Naokei is twenty and has a huge scar on the back of her thigh from an accident her family had long ago when she was only 5. Though she doesn't know how to swim, She's in love with the ocean and has been fascinated by it since she was a child.

authors notes: this is a multipart series with more that 20+ parts, there are few mature topics like death mentions and slight angst topics. Other than that this series is full of somer vibes and playful moments between our characters. For those reading thank you so much for coming along this ride even if at some point you stop reading.

The crowd had been anticipating this swim meet for quite some time now. One of the biggest competitions yet would determine the best swimmers amongst the two schools. None of them truly cared about the sport, most of them cared about the bragging rights, having the rights to go around talking about how much better their university is at everything compared to others. While many of the ladies only attended  to scope out the eye candy. For them it was nothing more than a mere opportunity to see a bunch of shirtless guys on campus.

Eric was most known for his skillful swimming techniques and quick speed. Since joining the school he hadn't lost once, and that's why anytime he swam all eyes fell upon him because everyone knew he was guaranteed to take home the win. It seemed Nezza and Sooah had arrived just in time, as the two entered the pool area Yeosang immediately spotted her from his seat in the crowd and waved her over. She immediately froze in place as a few others from the crowd  redirected their attention into her direction. She wasn't aware of it but it was very rare for Yeosang to interact with anyone that wasn't the seven guys that he would unusually find himself hanging with.

"Kang Yeosang? That's the friend you were supposed to meet?'' Sooha turns to her with a shocked expression, as if in mere seconds the world would come crashing down.

"Is that a bad thing or something?'' she turned to her in response as the two of them made their way over to the group of guys that had been gathered in the front lines of the seating area.

"Not bad, but unusual. He doesn't really talk to a lot of people aside from his friend group there. See that girl over there.'' Sooha pointed out a raven haired girl that also seemed to be close to their age.

"Jeong Jinsoul. She's a total sweetheart. She confessed to Yeosang sometime last year and the boy looked like a deer in headlights. He also nearly passed out when he had to give a presentation all alone in front of the entire university. He's quite smart, but the guy is terrible at socializing.'' Nezza simply nods as she listens to her newfound friend explain. As the two finally approached the seating area Yeosang smiles and pats the seat next to him for both he and sooah.

"You made another friend I see, a little upsetting that i'm not the one and only you've met today but i'll let it slide since i was the first.'' Yeosang says while playfully rolling her eyes at the girl.

"Yah Kang Yeosang is it a crime to make new friends?'' She responds, scrunching up her nose at the brunette. Meanwhile the eight onlookers watch the two of them interact in shock.

"Yeosang is actually interacting with someone new?'' one of his friends chimes in on their conversation which prompts the others to join in and bombard the two with questions almost instantaneously.

The ten of them spent the past ten minutes chatting and getting to know one another as they awaited the other team's arrival.

"Can they hurry their asses up, we've been here for twenty minutes now and i'm in need of food before I die.'' Nao's new acquaintance who she now knew to be Wooyoung, whines as he looks out at the other side of the pool where the opposing team still hadn't arrived.

"I told you to get something from the snack bar, but you were acting like a primadonna not wanting to wait in the line.'' San retorts while shaking his head at the man's whining.

"I actually wouldn't mind getting a few things myself. Is there anything in particular you'd like?'' Nezza inputs herself into the conversation and wooyoung's eyes immediately lit up.

"Yeosang where did you find her, I like her already.'' This only earned a laugh from her and a stink face from Yeosang.

"Too bad I don't like sharing.'' While the two of them were bickering, Seonghwa took it upon himself to pull her aside.

"I'll walk with you to the concessions.'' He says in between laughing and scoffing at how ridiculous Wooyoung had been acting.

"So, what made you transfer to artiste?'' Seonghwa tried his best to make small talk, wanting to get to know the girl but not wanting to pry too deeply into her personal life.

"Ah my stepmothers idea, she thought it would be best for me to attend a school closer to her and my brothers rather than hours away.'' She lies, she didn't know him well enough to tell him anything past her name. Well truth be told she didn't know him at all.

"Ah I see. Well welcome i guess, a school full of spoiled rich brats and stuck up nepo babies.'' Seonghwa says with a smile.

"What makes you think i'm not one of those spoiled rich brats myself?'' she retorts, her brows quirk up in amusement as she watches the corner of his lips curve into a slight smirk.

"Well for one Yeosang likes you, that's a big one. But You seem far too laid back to be one of them, not to mention you made friends with Im Sooha.'' he responds and leans against a nearby wall as the two wait in the concessions lines.

"Am I not supposed to be hanging out with her?" Nezza asks curiously.

"Well if you were like any of the other girls here, you'd be avoiding her. She was recently involved in a scandal. Her entire family is famous so they're pretty much always in the spotlight. Netizens dropped an articlelast year about her being spotted making out with a girl at the lake in the woods behind the university. News spread around the school pretty quickly and now most of the girls here treat her like some sort of outcast.'' As Seonghwa explained what had happened to sooah she found herself looking over to the girl who seemed content chatting with yeosang and the others.

'They stopped talking to her for something as ridiculous as that?' she thought to herself.

As if Seonghwa had just thought of something, his hand shoots to his back pockets.

"Ah shit, i left my wallet in my car.'' he pats around as if doing a second check to confirm that his wallet was indeed not in his pocket.

"It's alright i don't mind paying.'' She laughs as she watches him pat around in a frantic state.

"Nono i'll be right back i'll just run and grab it, the seven of them eat a lot so i couldn't have you pay for those idiots. Just pay for you and Sooah.'' she watches as he ran off before she could even respond, a slight pout on her lips as she watched him run off.

The moment she turned around he was met with a hand pushing against her chest. A light spoken "oops" being the last thing she heard before her body broke through the cold surface of the water behind her.

As soon as everyone heard the splash their eyes shifted to the other side of the pool where Nezza had been pushed in moments later. While few of them laughed, many of them watched in panic as they realized the girl wasn't coming back up. With an agile move Eric immediately dove into the pool when he realized she had been sinking. This left everyone to serve as simple onlookers as Nezza’s newfound friends all ran to her in a panic state while Eric proceeded to pull her to the surface. Anyone could swear they'd have heard a pin drop with how silent it had suddenly become.

Panic set in as she began to sink to the bottom. Eight feet deep, yet those eight feet felt like the darkest pits of the ocean as she thrashed and tried to kick her way back to the surface, which only proved to be useless as she simply just sank deeper the more she fought against the water. As she danced around in panic her tearful eyes blurred by the water caught sight of someone diving in breaking past the surface.Coughs spilled from her lips as the unfamiliar boy pulled her back to the surface. Out of flear and pure shock she seemed to cling to him despite her having absolutely no idea who this guy was. Breaking through the silence she could hear faded yelling behind her amidst a loud ringing in her ears. She sat shivering against the cold floor, seeming to be in shock. Meanwhile behind her it took Wooyoung, San and Jongho to hold back Sooah who was ready to smack the shit out of the girl that sat smirking near the concessions counter.

"Hey, hey can you hear me?" Although he was shocked by some random girl clinging onto him and hugging onto him he allowed it. She seemed genuinely afraid, or maybe more so in shock by what had just occurred.

"Nezz? Nezza?'' Sooah; who they were finally able to calm down, squats down in front of her.

"Let's go get you dried off okay?'' Eric helped her stand with the help of Sooah as well. Both he and Sooah shared a glance, and sooah spoke a soft thank you before leaving with Yeosang to take her back to her dorm

Eric was left to watch as the girl was escorted out of the pool area, his lucky towel wrapped snug around her small frame as she disappeared out of his sight. He wanted to say something before sooah had gone with her, but he didn't want to seem insensitive. He'd just wait for the right moment to talk to Yeosang about it, or hopefully he would catch her around campus sometime.

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Macbeth commentary. Because I’m bored. And judgmental. (Pt. 3)

(Act III: Murder has consequences, but boy is it useful!)

Act III (scene 1:)

Banquo is starting to realize some things. After the king died in his best friend’s house, I don’t blame him. However, Macbeth seems bound and determined to be friendly towards him, all but demanding that Banquo attend his dinner party.

Oh wait, it’s a murder plot. Oh no.

HeLLO?? Macbeth is following the murder board??? Not in the order I had it, but still.

The fact that these people are named ‘murderer 1’ and ‘murderer 2’ is definitely a good sign. Macbeth seems to be taking a page out of his wife’s book and mansplain, manipulate, manslaughter his way outta this. It’s kind of unnerving that his conscience has just. Disappeared. Like there was no guilt in his speech--- he even compared his friend to a sickness that plagues him (and decided to murder his child as well).

I know Baquo was going to be killed--- he’s been on the murder board since the first act--- but I didn’t expect it to happen this fast and with such little remorse. I’m getting worried for the kind of person Macbeth is going to become by the end of this story. I have a strong feeling that his guilt is going to torment him into insanity before all is said and done.

Act III (scene 2:)

I have to say, I was not ready for the dynamic shift between Lady Macbeth and Macbeth. I thought that she would remain the driving factor, advising him to get rid of all obstacles that still stood in his way. Instead, paranoia has become his worst enemy. His mindset has become ‘the condemned’--- he’s already killed someone, so whats one more body to the count? It’s not like redemption is an option, anyways. And that, my friends, is terrifying-- especially for a main character.

Lady Macbeth is obviously starting to feel the weight of her actions, which makes me wonder just how much thought she put into them in the first place. It seems she didn’t take the time to think about the repercussions, and now they’re staring her in the face. Whatever grasp she had of the situation before--- whatever magic she called upon that gave her the strength--- is now gone. She’s now starting to see the monster that she created (which I must add is a wonderful cliche for a storyline to follow, I am very excited).

Act III (scene 3:)

So Banquo died. But in the kerfuffle, Fleance got away. So this kid (who I’ve just learned is about 10 years old??? Yikes) has been placed in the perfect position to be Macbeth’s crumbling point (after I dismissed him a few scenes ago, whoops). What’s fascinating to me about this whole thing is the fact that Fleance is now set up to be the antagonist. Usually you would see a protagonist as a good guy and antagonist as a bad guy, but in actuality the protagonist is the main character and the antagonist is the opposing force--- which is why I thought Lady Macbeth was going to be our antagonist originally. She was pushing Macbeth, so completely opposite to his nature that she just had to be bad news. But now, Madcbeth and his wife are switching positions, and he’s caused the death of Fleance’s father. It’s a revenge cliche.

Ladies and gentlemen, we have our opposing force.

(Note: Banquo told his son to get revenge. And if you know anything about young children, they take their parent’s words to heart. He may not be able to pull it off right now, but Fleance will be back for revenge one day. I guarantee it.)

(Note 2: Not entirely related, but I feel like I need to mention it: Right after Banquo’s death scene, my brain came up with a predictive scenario that would be either the best or the worst case scenario for the story to follow. Both follow the same general premise: Fleance ends up with the Macbeths taking care of him since his father is dead. And that would either end as

(1.) Fleance becomes the adopted son that then fathers the line of kings--- so they’re genetically Banquo’s descendants while also being “Macbeth’s bloodline”. AKa, no more murders needed, prophecy fulfilled.

The other option is way more traumatic, which is: Macbeth takes in Fleance and sooner or later Fleance finds out the truth behind his father’s death. So it’s father-figure vs adopted son, and I think that would sting a whole lot more. But I don’t really think either option is how the play is gonna go.)

Murder board update:

Duncan, Banquo, Lady Macbeth, Macbeth.

Fleance is not going on the board because I don’t think he’s going to die. Macbeth, however, I don’t see coming out of this alive.

Act III (scene 4:)

All I know about this scene prior to reading it is that it’s the “infamous Banquet scene”. If Fleance doesn’t swing open the doors and make a dramatic entrance as he declares his father’s death, I’ll be thoroughly disappointed.

Holy paranoia, what. just. happened. No Fleance entrance, sadly, but that doesn’t mean there’s a lack of drama in this scene. Macbeth loses his mind not once, but twice---- he recovers momentarily and then spirals again. At this point, someone needs to give Lady Macbeth a hose, the spray bottle just ain't cutting it.

Speaking of her, I think I overestimated the amount of change her character went through. After seeing her and Macbeth switch their outlooks on the situation, I thought she would remain a bit more innocent for the rest of the story. But she came up with an excuse instantly to try and keep Macbeth’s cover, despite the fact that Macbeth was making a fool out of both of them. Whether it was out of concern for her husband or self preservation (to not get outed for murdering the king), Lady Macbeth starts lying through her teeth and manages to get away with it. It seems conniving nature hasn’t changed one bit, she’s just airing more on the side of caution now that she’s gotten what she had initially wanted. (also Lady Macbeth hitting her husband with “Are you a man?” out of nowhere made me cackle. I love her, she’s so great).

Going back to Macbeth, I don’t have anything in particular to say about the nature of his breakdown. Guilt does that to a person, especially when you murder two people who you consider you were close with (not saying that from experience, one just assumes). His breakdown was not unforeseen, and I’ll be surprised if it’s the last breakdown we see in this play.

Aside from the whole Banquo-ghost situation, it seems that Macduff has also managed to plunge the king into paranoia. Macbeth seems to think he’s going to be a problem, so he’s getting added to the murder board.

Duncan, Banquo, Macduff, Lady Macbeth (I still think she’s going to die before the end of this, I can feel it in my bones)

Act III (scene 5:)

There’s really not much to say about this scene. The witches convinced, the head witch scolded them, and then the head witch decided they were going to collectively torture Macbeth. I’m sure messing with a broken psyche won’t have any consequences.

We pray for Macbeth, man's about to go through the wringer with this one.

Act III (scene 6:)

Another filler scene meant solely to convey information. I’m just now realizing how many people are suspicious of Macbeth. I mean, they have every reason to be--- the king died in his house, he had a mental breakdown at the dinner party ranting about ghosts and murder, etc. I just didn’t didn’t know that everyone had hopped onto the ‘overthrowing the king’ bandwagon already.

I’m so genuinely confused on whether or not Fleance is going to be a problem. I assumed that he would end up as the antagonist because of the situation Macbeth placed him in--- but the couple of scenes after his father was killed he was only mentioned and nothing more. He fled, apparently, and that’s all we know. Macduff seems to be a bigger threat than he is, but at this point everyone seems to be a threat to Macbeth. I am unsure how this is going to pan out and it makes my writer's brain frustrated and intrigued.

[morningstarascending]

Life No Longer Silenced - Part 5

Next was Sports Authority and that was short live and extremely toxic. Hired on the spot because of Toys R Us but not for the position I wanted. I applied for back of house, not register. Just to push the bullshit rewards, warranties and, credits cards. Those programs are used by them to get your information and then sell it to third parties and others reasons. It was myself and 6 other hires, all men but one young lady. Within two weeks half the men were gone and they tried to no pay me for training and also not give me the promised pay during hiring. Eventually all the men but myself and the lady were gone. All the managers were women, so see a theme here. After bringing up my pay and missing hours from pay, I was bullied and fired. Gender doesn't matter, toxicity is everywhere, and the narrative is always tried to be push in one genders favor. Humans are the problem, some learn but some keep making the same mistakes. After that was a Toyota dealership, I like Toyota but the america division should be better. Wow, all the fucking people that worked here was absolutely nuts. One lady partying every night one drugs and its was multiple kinds. Service, sales and, tech workers harassing female coworkers, seniors sales members stealing all new hires and youngers hires commissions, used sales employes a pedo, some were alcoholics and, the main boss getting off on belitting every worker under him. I hear he has become a better person, I hope that is true. I left there after a month, had to work 7am to 7pm with only two days off a month in the florida sun. I wont be doing that ever again. I will say this, how did the florida economy and business' in it run. It is a astounding how poorly managed everthing is ran here, Though same can be said for all of america, damn idiots. Next stop, a private it gas station ran by a racist and wife that used religion against others. This one is a little more interseting, the owner was cuban born in Cuba and raised in New York and married and italian lady. I am sorry that he grew up with racist white people but that doesn't give you the right to treat other like that cause your were. Two wrongs don't make a right. I recived this job through a fake friends father with no information. I go in and work but the economy was really down and jobs were so hard to find, especially in Florida. Another job I ended up stuck in for a long while. Very few white workers were hired, most surrounded by spanish coworkers but some were nice enough. Problem is, the own was in america too long. He only wanted to give minimum rage while expecting you to work for 2 or 3 people. He had gotten in trouble for not paying overtime hours. He didn't even learn his lesson from that, was dinged for so many things. Through failed health inspections, not getting permits for any constuction work or, proper maintenance on the lots. Lot of the ladies in the kitchens at the gas stations would give discounts on the food for spanish customers. He was simply too greedy. He was always cutting so many corners, even via taxes but I didn't get involved, or so I thought. One manager decided to leave, owners wasnt happy. Had to decide between a drunken guy and myself. And he didn't want me because I was white but I would never steal or come to work drunk. So I became manager, only a minor pay raise but not to bad in the beginning. I emproved sales, customer interaction, better handling of stock. When I get a job, I do it well as I can. Many times I am thrown into a possition I don't know. Then everything went down hill, he demands more work and hours than what he pays me. 6 days a week, be a gas station manager, be a tenant manager (for houses and business'). I end up in and accedent in 2016 while working here and on vacation. I was at Rozen Plaza for MegaCon when it happened. Hotel suck and staff is so rude, and they do not let use carts, only belhops. I didn't like that at all. So I cared all my stuff to the parking garage. Second tripdown carrying everying hand in han, I wake up in the hospital.

[mayordeas-clone]

alphabetized this list w the full cast including some of my own embellishments cuz i like documenting these sorts of things. and i dont feel like writing today. reader beware. also for some reason tumblr didnt preserve my bullet indents from my notes app even tho they r there in the draft. and i dont wanna fix that. reader beware for bad formatting too

Animal Crossing

Bob (Sarcastic guy), Tom Nook (Prodigious postman), Isabelle (Middle Fab Fairy), Lottie (Fab Fairy Fan 2)

Cooking Mama

Cooking Mama (Roaming gourmet)

Doki Doki Literature Club

Monika (Green-eyed lady)

Earthbound/Mother 2

Jeff (Hero (Scientist))

Final Fantasy VII

Sephiroth (Dubious mayor)

Fire Emblem series

Anna (Shady merchant 'father' (this Anna isn't a specific incarnation so I am categorizing her in a more general sense))

Fire Emblem: Awakening

Lissa (Hero (Cleric)), Olivia (Dancing guide), Robin (Prickly husband), Tharja (Prickly wife), Nowi (Youngest Fab Fairy), Ricken (Fab Fairy Fan 3)

Fire Emblem: Fates

Velouria (Injured elf)

Hetalia

Alfred F Jones (Hero (Tank))

JoJo's Bizarre Adventure

Giorno (Hero (Flower)), Speedwagon (Roving photographer), old Joseph (Worried explorer), Jotaro (Fab Fairy Fan 1), DIO (Desert celebrity)

Kirby

Kirby (Besmirched noble's son)

Madoka Magica

Sayaka (Hero (Warrior)), Kyubey (Genie in the lamp)

Miitopia

Hmmmm………..

Solus (The guardian spirit in human form, they are technically an OC but since they are directly based on something from Miitopia for Miitopia I might as well categorize them as that. But even if they qualify as "original" the Miitopia still stands for obvious reasons)

Oh and Dominic I guess. Tch whatever

Mother 3

Kumatora (Mischievous witch)

Nikkiverse

Momo (Scaredy cat)

Octopath Traveler

Therion (Hero (Thief)

Octopath Traveler 2

Osvald (Traveler's hub quest giver)

Original character

Kandy (Great Sage)

Also a bunch of untamable freak Miis that don't belong to any fandom category ruining my bit about Kandy being the only OC in the main cast but that's fine

Meal Monarch (dollar-store version of Burger King, who does not have a fandom tag. I checked. They are the king obviously)

Hamburger (Princess + Scholarly pioneer)

8 Ball (Serious soldier)

Lenny Face (Lax soldier)

Two Face (Right guard)

Two Head (Left guard)

Osomatsu-san

Ichimatsu (Hero (Cat))

Persona 5

Haru (Traveler's hub quest giver), Makoto (side character in Haru's quest)

Super Mario

Toadette (Cheery granny), Luigi (lovey-dovey man), Daisy (lovey-dovey woman), Waluigi (Dark Lord)

Swapnote

Nikki (Nintendo fan) <-no fucking clue how to integrate her in the story but I will make it happen somehow

Synthesizer V

Asterian

The Legend of Zelda

Link (Lazybones)

Tomodachi Life

Hear me out, the island and its features are directly referenced in a flashback and will be featured in the finale of the story. So I think that's enough

Touhou Project

Cirno (Protagonist), Daiyousei (Worried mother), Rumia (Rambunctious child), Flandre (Traveler's hub quest giver)

Undertale

Sans (Quizmaster)

Utau/Utauloid/Utau (Audio database) (??? why tf does Utau have like three distinct fandom tags on Ao3)

Kasane Teto (Traveler's hub quest giver)

The restraint in me that stopped me from adding ten shitzillion obscure Utaus as side characters, whewww ya'll got off easy

Vocaloid

Kaito (Hero (Pop star)), Miku (Eldest Fab Fairy)

WarioWare

5-Volt (Hero (Chef)), Jimmy T (Carefree guide), Wario (Neksdor prince)

Wii Sports

Matt (Well-informed bod)

Yandere Simulator

Midori (Shady merchant 'daughter')

Also outside of the original scope of the Miitopia story there are some characters on the Tomodachi Life island who show up. Only one extra fandom added (Kid Icarus)

JoJo's Bizarre Adventure

Narancia

Kid Icarus

Pit

Octopath Traveler

Tressa

Osomatsu-San

Jyushimatsu

Persona 5

Futaba

Vocaloid

Rin

if i were to publish my miitopia fanfic the fandom tags alone would be too insane and long to justify it

[kalims]

‎˃ ᵕ ˂ . . "are you a fool? don't fall in love with me."

high school, wise fool,

to be straightforward. a remake of high school otome au :D

parts. one , two , three , remake

characters. epel, riddle, jade, ace, deuce, leona, jamil, malleus, floyd, neige, silver, and mysterious character.

cw. not proofread, yandere in the end. silver lowkey being main guy.

includes. gn!reader.

note. pretend we are smart cause we still are in this remake. this was kinda rushed cause I was struggling to fit all of them in the 3 paragraph limit I set for myself.

・ㅤyouㅤㅤ— a surprisingly gifted child whom acquired a scholarship granted by headmaster crowley himself, just before an honorary recommendation from your loving father figure; crewel. nearly all professors had taken a certain liking to you though even if they didn't crewel would've been sure to 'discipline' their minds to see what an angel you are because no way anyone would hate, you. his lovely, lovely child. now everyone is weirdly being nice to you just because they're scared of him.

・ㅤepel felmierㅤㅤ— your childhood friend who can see through you anytime, it doesn't matter if you're a good or horrible liar. epel will find out anyways despite all the odds against him just because of the fact on how well he knows you. well,, it's a given since he's been by your side the whole time you grew up. if there's anything epel has over the multitude of people equipped with brilliance, or money.. it's the thousands of memories you've both made and he's certainly not gonna lose to some losers who don't know the first thing about you!

epel was your first man! the one who was there to wipe your tears when your ex carelessly played with your heart, the one who screamed with you when there's a jumpscare on the screen, and the one who laughs with you on random occasions you both catch sight of each other and honestly start dying after the other breaks into a snort. he might be unseen as a 'real' man in everyone else's eyes but he was yours, and he's gonna commit to that title till he dies.

out of everyone epel is the one particularly iffed by the decreasing time both of you spend together. he can't tell if you entering school with him was the best or worst ever because the tides of time are pulling you apart! next thing you know he's barging in your room to demand you spend time with him and personally claimed a day he called "epel day" and you can't really say no to his face, right?

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・ㅤriddle roseheartsㅤㅤ— the terrifying student council president that might as well call his presence terrorizing because he's just eating and everyone would be quaking in their boots, even the lunch lady. your first encounter with him wasn't all that pleasant cause the moment your classmate burst into the classroom and yelled, "code:rosehearts!" was the moment the class went to chaos. everyone was hastily fixing their appearances, fast cleaning, sitting properly—oh my god someone just jumped out the window. midst your confusion (since you were a transfer) his eyes immediately zeroed on the hamburger on your hand. and you hear a whisper, "it's a tuesday." what?

okay so apparently eating hamburgers on tuesdays was banned and you were sent to the red room somewhere in heartslabyul. whatever the red room was, but apparently it's a discipline area or whatever. it was just a room you were made to stay in for like half an hour till' you were discharged. it wasn't that bad, but from now on you officially started hating on the prez for his poor judgment skills cause hello? couldn't you get a pass? you became an absolute migraine to riddle and now he hates you too because can you stop putting cheese in his tarts?! enough with this blasphemy! now riddle is trying to screw up your life too.

you learn that he's just actually really lonely so you swallowed up your pride and sat next to him in lunch since you noticed he looked quite.. sad eating, whereas he was alone. riddle only raised a brow and looked you over judgmentally. (lesson learned; don't tell him that you pity him because he's gonna start denying he ever looked sad with a red face, but strange.. he looks heated over your explanation for another reason other than anger..)

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・ㅤjade leechㅤㅤ— your ex a year back. jade leech was one of the most random relationship you ever had in your life, once. you saw him in class, and the smile he had was somehow.. charming. mischievous, polite, and cunning. not the most ideal traits someone would look for a man but you'd admit you would have a thing for anyone who would treat you right. and he did! though to this day you're still not sure why he approached you in the first place but one thing led to another and now you've started dating.

everything was perfect. (keyword: perfect) you were content, and at some point gave a future with him some thought. the assumption that you were one of the rare people that saw first hand the more 'innocent' sides of jade leech got you wondering right now, the times where he looks like a little, happy kid watching his mushrooms or the remarks that genuinely got you flustered. you wonder why it all ended in the first place.

he cradled your heart in his hands and dropped it to sink under the water without turning back once. there was no explanation, just a simple; "let's break up." and it was all gone, just tears left. so when you were just at the climax of picking yourself up why in the hell is he standing in front of you right now wearing the same smile that enchanted you?! you hate the way your heart aches when he still remembers the things you told him since forever and you swear to ignore his existence even when he's awfully intent on messing with you again.

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・ㅤace trapollaㅤㅤ— your roommate who would be more suited to classify as a demon, ace is one of the most annoying people you've ever met in your life and you simultaneously want to slap and smack him in the face because he's too laid back ninety percent of the time. you both, sorta disliked each other at first. him not liking you because you whacked him with a broom in dead of the night after overtime practice (but you don't blame yourself because it was totally justified!) and you to him because he started insulting your entire being.

anyways he's the worst roommates ever. there was clearly your name highlighted in bold colors on the tupperware of your favorite snack in the fridge then you find it completely empty the next day, sometimes he even has the audacity to place a sticky note containing "thanks for the snack loser :P" which in turn made you stick another note on the fridge, "fuck you" as a response. now it's some kind of ritual for the two of you to paste derogatory, lowkey playful messages to each other on the fridge. whoever comes over is gonna be concerned with the amount of sticky notes in the fridge.

he moans about how he's one of the 'talented' froshes in the basketball club which you actually can't deny because he's a first year being considered to be a regular on the team and some of the third years are still in the benches! actually, some of them hate him for it and for once you join him on complaining about them cause it wasn't even his fault? though his statement; "they're just bad at it and jealous of me" was concerning but eh.. it's ace, what else would you expect?

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・ㅤdeuce spadeㅤㅤ— suprise suprise! turns out ace and you weren't the only ones who was going to be roomed in one dorm. here enters: deuce spade, your second roomie who is a hundred times better than ace. compared to the latter, deuce is a gift sent by god. he cleans up his messes, even insists on cleaning some of yours even when you try to talk him out of it. okay so apparently he still had trauma from when his mother whooped his ass when he didn't clean the house when it was an order. a mommas boy indeed.

unfortunately to the abrupt appearance of a new roomie (no thanks to crowley since he didn't even tell you.) ace and you had used the spare room as a dump for your stuff so it was full of random things like the the electric guitar you don't even use anymore. so you declared that all three of you will be cleaning it out, deuce wasn't originally in the plan but he offered to pitch in so.. the cleaning was full of sweat, heavy lifting which you left to deuce because damn. he can lift those without much effort compared to your arms.

deuce has a concerning obsession with eggs cause whenever it was his time to cook breakfast he always cooks a variety of eggs. you do like eggs but the taste is starting to make you nauseous from how many times you've eaten it for days straight. unlike ace who would attempt to kick you out of your room when you trespass even when he does it freely to yours, deuce even welcomes you in. and you don't know why ace is tagging along with you on your trips to deuce's room. (also deuce joins in on the sticky notes but ace says his notes are that of a boomer because all he puts is the grocery list)

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・ㅤleona kingscholarㅤㅤ— the dude who you accidentally stepped and literally tripped on right after, who knew the dirt on the floor tasted so bad? when you said you were hungry you didn't mean this! leona peeked an eye open and when it landed on you, you were now his self proclaimed slave. or to word it better, working for him as repayment for stepping on him and dirtying his clothes. which got you flabbergasted because is it not already dirty from the grass and dirt he's sleeping on? does this dude not know what a bed is?

you only actually learn his name through epel since he never told you when you pointed at leona blabbering about he's the guy that practically enslaved you for stepping on him (which you'd emphasize on accident) and epel looked absolutely horrified when he frivolously whispered; "that's leona kingscholar!" to you but the guy still somehow heard it because he made a gesture for you to follow him. from now on starts the demise of your life.

you might as well call yourselves two peas in a pod because he always had you following around and doing tasks he can't be bothered to do. making you run off to his club room to grab a spare ball since he wanted to practice.. or running around looking for his lost shoelace, in short it was a nightmare! you're not sure why the hell he made you wear his jersey for a game and making you sit in his team area, place thing... for the period of the game. apparently it was so he can go back to you much faster when he wins this (he actually said that like he's sure he would) and the crowd goes silent when he tilts his head to you and asks if he was good.

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・ㅤjamil viperㅤㅤ— technically he was just ace's teammate to you. suprise, suprise! ace did make it into the regular team and now it's customary for you to attend his games, practice or not because he threatened that if you didn't he'd eat all the food you'd try to hide. you only know of jamil's existence after he had dropped an exhausted ace off your dorm just after he had also taken him to the nurse's office. you don't know if you hallucinated or not but there was definitely a bitter kind of look on jamil's face when you fretted over ace.

huh. since then you've been thanking jamil endlessly for taking the time to take care of ace (and admittedly throwing shade lowkey about ace's careless nature) apparently he had taken a nasty fall for his agressive play. jamil himself seems quite.. shy about your praises, probably having not been used to being openly grateful for his actions. you don't know why you're being so thankful to the extent that you had been learning how to make a decent bowl of curry for him..

though jamil's pokerface twitched a little when he sampled your 'first ever experiment' "it.. could use some work." he coughs and you wonder if he knows that you can see his hand impatiently shaking to gulp down the water. since then he's helped you hone your curry skills to the max and there's one thing you can say. he was an absolute god in cooking, for that you cried praises savoring the dishes you were given the luxury to eat. you've grown a lot closer than before and this time he looks particularly at peace when he's the one suffering the injury and now being the subject of your worry. perhaps this is one thing he'd like to have for himself.

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・ㅤmalleus draconiaㅤㅤ— a stranger you've met by the woods, your parent would be recoiling violently if they found out you went against their firm words to not wander anywhere. especially forests! but you won't give up the beautiful spot you've found within the premises of the forest, just a perfect place for yourself. calm and serene are your favorite words. apparently it was an old building owned by the school, crowley wouldn't certainly mind if you used the place for yourself.. right?

the place was a bit dusty, old with a sense of ancient familiarity with it. a certain charm of the old place you supposed. nevertheless you've taken residence in the porch whenever there's just some things you don't wanna deal with. you were scared out of your wits when you heard a creak of the floorboard and several other signs that there was... something inside the house as you are.

here enters the 'thing' that scared you to death, a mysterious man with misty green eyes. he refuses to state his name when you've already given yours, seemingly quite delighted at your ignorance towards his existence. tsunotaro (the nickname you'd given him since he insisted you have whatever) was there when epel didn't understand you sometimes. he listens quietly, you'd mistake his silence to be bad but it's a habit so that he could hear your voice easier.

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・ㅤfloyd leechㅤㅤ— the unbearing brother of your ex, ever since you and jade broke up you never really heard from him again. so you assumed it was because of the fragile relationship you had with his brother and eventually let it go. since you found out jade was also in NRC, you assumed the worst and that his two friends would be here as well. floyd in particular kinda terrified you sometimes but he's a good guy... usually! albiet his habit for violence to solve a problem.

speaking of violence he never had a problem offering his fist to you, which you'd mistaken as a fist bump but it was actually a sign of 'friendship' and it meant that if you ever needed someone to be taken care of.. floyd will gladly spare some of his gracious strength to pound them into oblivion! violence aside. he looked ecstatic by your presence, not at all affected by the fact that you were separated for like a year. save for a pout and a, "shrimpy, where were you?" then he went back to being all affectionate like in the past, you weren't sure if it was appropriate since he is your ex's brother but eh.. you aren't with jade anymore and floyd was a dear friend so..!

besides all that he still keeps the promise of protecting you ever since a year ago, which is kind of weird since jade (as your boyfriend) should've been the one to make that kind of oath. which is evident from the way he scares away all the bullies that might pick at you for being only able to enter the college through academic means. one thing that everyone knows how to calm down floyd though, is that your mere presence sends him into a flowery mood which explains why you're always getting dragged around somewhere.

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・ㅤneige leblancheㅤㅤ— the celebrity happy-go-lucky boy from the rival school of NRC; royal sword academy. you can say this at the very least, you were just a small, teensy tiny little fan of neige! it's not your fault he's so genuinely adorable! moving into a new environment meant discovering new favorite artists and you just so happen to enjoy neige's music from time to time. so you can admit you really didn't expect to meet neige through VDC.. since you're only the manager you only expected a glance or two but.. talking live with him makes your heart race!!

the descriptions of him online honestly doesn't do him justice at all! 'bright and cute' neige isn't just a handsome face, they should see the events he held to donate to charity and your inner fan came out and decided it was time to tell neige how awesome he was without filter. it is admittedly embarrassing that our mouth run off without your consent but the boy himself looked awfully frustrated by your genuine words.

it seems like neige really had taken a liking to you after the little rant but hey, you're glad he didn't find you weird at all! a dream come true.. neige finds himself thinking of you every quarter of the day, bursting into a deep flush but he can't tell if it's by the thought of your kindness (oddly enough) or the fact that he caught himself in the act. either way.. even he notices that there's lots of other people parading for your love.. it's selfish of him to think so but no person can ever live up to you!

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・ㅤsilverㅤㅤ— the ever softer gentleman that you had caught snoozing his life away in a grassy field. out of the goodness in your heart you gently shook him awake, knowing full well there's classes about to start at the moment and from the uniform he adores its clear he was a student like you. the first thing you thought of was, "stunning" and you had actually paused to register the rare, glistening colors in his irises. honestly it's not fair how much natural beauty this random man you just met had effortlessly..

you learn that silver is the whole package deal. where he is kind, he is also strong. he holds the type of persona that would fight the world for you, avenge you, and love you unconditionally. okay technically you're starting to get lost in your concerningly vast imagination including silver but you honesty can't stop daydreaming because he's like the epitome of a prince(ss) wait he could be anyone's type right now.

silver is kind, and frustratingly sweet. you think that maybe it's your love story blooming when he gingerly ties the stem of various flowers together and place it in your forehead. a craft he learned from when he was bored in his childhood. you feel like someone when he casts you the softest gaze you've ever seen in your life and it's breathtaking. since when did life move by so fast that you're comfortable napping amongst the vast green field together?

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・ㅤmystery characterㅤㅤ— the one who witnesses, the one who knows the feelings of all these puny idiots towards you. the one who will remain a viewer to your story, and perhaps never make a debut for the main leading role, your love interest. if he can't get in your story, then he will drag you in his whether you like it or not. do you still remember him..? because he would have never forgotten your face since that day.

he refuses to let your story end with that silver haired buffoon who won't get half the luxuries you deserve.. this can't be.. you just can't have an ending where you're happy with someone that's not him...

[spidersmiceandeverythingnice]

I Like the Lucien / Helion Plot - But Also!?

So as much as I objectively enjoy all of the Lucien/Helion/Lady Autumn intrigue and think that this plotline overall adds to the depth of the characters/world of ACOTAR - we can't really deny that some objectively WEIRD and honestly terrible choices were made in the creation of this.

I want to start off by addressing the great big elephant in the room which is that Lucien is primarily described with the same "golden skin" BS that SJM is known for now - but at the same time, *Tamlin* is ALSO described as having bronzed or golden skin. Lucien is then later described as being pale, and as having a resemblance to Beron, who is extremely pale. The impression that you might get from book one (and book two, honestly) is that Tamlin and Lucien are white guys who spend time outside in the Spring Court, as opposed to the faeries who were imprisoned Under the Mountain, who haven't seen the sun in years. (For context: I also am a white person! In the summers I worked as a lifeguard, I spent lots of time in the sun and I developed a deep brown sun tan that often lasted for months, even into the winter when I was spending more time indoors! I've also known white people who have gold or olive undertones to their natural skin, so describing characters as "golden" or "tan" does not immediately lead me to assume that a character is non-white.) I've seen reviewers refer to this writing tic of SJMs' as "Kardashianing" her characters - which honestly, might be the case. She really wants to be seen as a writer who puts out diverse and empowering work but also - she's demonstrably doing the bare minimum AND when she does include non-white, non-straight representation, she tends to do a really bad job at it!

In short, these descriptors are super super weird, given that Lucien is meant to be a mixed race character. ZERO effort is put into the narrative at any point in order to meaningfully distinguish him from SJM's endless roster of white heroes. He's explicitly stated to resemble his pale-skinned family at various points. The main information we get from the narrative other than "red hair" and "mechanical eye" is that Lucien's beauty is "cruel," as in he's in a total heart-breaker, but given that SJM is constantly coming up with new ways to describe the Most Handsomest White Guys Ever, this doesn't MEAN anything.

We do, however, get the reveal of Lucien's heritage in the absolute stupidest way possible.

So, it's now Book 3 of ACOTAR. All of the High Lords - the most powerful people in Prythian (who are, of course, all less powerful, cool, and handsome than Most Handsome and Powerful Guy Ever, Rhysand) - have all been in a room with Feyre for the first time since she was Under the Mountain, and she finally gets to observe them in close quarters.

Later, Helion - who is described as being dark-skinned, thereby showing that SJM does, in fact, know how to make a character explicitly non-white even if she doesn't do any work putting her non-white characters in cultural context - shows up at the Night Court slumber party and gives some vague information about the time that he once had an affair with Lady Autumn.

Upon learning this, Feyre goes, "Omg, he's totally Lucien's REAL father!!! They even look alike!!"

And Rhysand goes, "OMG!!!! You're SO right, Feyre, and I can't believe I didn't realize the truth until right this very minute!!!"

There are a LOT of issues with this. This scene is apparently meant to show how clever and observant Feyre is but - there are just so many assumptions being made here that it just comes out of left fucking field! To go on a brief tangent, the narrative basically reveals the "truth" of Lucien's parentage, which somehow nobody but Feyre ever guessed, and then immediately condemns Helion for not rescuing Lady Autumn from her abusive husband, because Rhysand rescued Feyre from HER depression so every man should do the same thing. At this point, we have no other information on their relationship so it's frankly bizarre that Feyre is so judgemental towards Helion about this. And to that end - the Lady of Autumn is UNNAMED and has exactly one speaking line in the entire books! At this point, she's not even a character, she's just a sad, silent victim for Helion and Lucien to angst about!

Furthermore, this reveal is now contingent on the fact that Helion is not white, and Lucien looks like him, therefore, Lucien is not white! Except, and I CANNOT emphasize this enough - not a single iota of narrative effort was put into describing him as a nonwhite character until this point.

Now, Feyre does know Lucien and has spent some time with him, so this begs a lot of questions: Is Lucien apparently so pale that Feyre didn't realize he wasn't white until she physically saw Helion's face and then put two-and-two together? That seems to be what the narrative wants you to think, except in that case, why the HELL is Rhysand surprised about the parentage reveal?? Because Rhysand is supposed to be Helion's close personal friend, someone who has known both Helion AND Lucien for centuries and who can also read minds. Why, instead of just blindly accepting Feyre's theory, doesn't he say something along the lines of, "You know what, Feyre, I've also suspected that for a long time - but we should keep it between us, because we could put Lucien and his mother in serious danger if we start throwing accusations of infidelity around, even if they're true!" A line like that would go a long way to showing the type of character Rhysand is supposed to be - clever, ancient, politically savvy but with a kind heart - because as it stands, he looks straight up stupid!

I want to emphasize again that I LIKE this plotline on the surface - but I would like it a lot more if SJM put literally any effort into making Lucien a mixed character in a meaningful way, instead of something that's tacked on at the last minute.

As it stands, I'm terribly certain that the reveal of his parentage has something to do with SJM's genuinely shitty morality system. Because Lucien - who is shown to be self-sacrificing to an extreme degree, who is shown to be fair, compassionate, and loyal to Feyre even when it puts his own safety at risk - for some reason, needs to be "redeemed" in the narrative. In ACOMAF, his character is tainted by Beron's blood and his loyalty to Tamlin (a close person friend who is also Lucien's boss) - and so, he can't help Feyre, can't rescue her, and therefore is condemned. In ACOWAR, those two things are neatly cut out of his character arc. He gets sexual trauma fostered on him so that Feyre can consider him worthy of help and rescue from the Spring Court, and then, oh, by the way, it turns out that Lucien isn't actually an example of a young man who actively chooses to go against his abusive father and treat people with respect despite his tremendous trauma! No, in fact, Lucien's REAL father is one of the good guys, someone who never did any abuse!! Lucien was GOOD all along, don't you see!?! Unlike Tamlin, whose dad was an abusive POS and Tamlin just follows in his footsteps because he was always destined to be bad just like his father!!!

Or, ya know, whatever BS that SJM believes in.

It stinks in so many ways: the casual racism, the black-and-white doomer thing, the sheer LAZINESS of the writing.

This is my second time writing this post and while I definitely feel my analysis is better here, I still don't have a good way of ending it. I just kind of think that even if I like the plotline, it's still questionable and was introduced in the stupidest way possible.

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Why? (t.h.)

Summary: you and tom broke up at the young age of 21, after the success of Captain America: Civil War. now 3 years later, you run into him again with your three year old son

AN: more angst than fluff that’s for sure and here’s a twist: Evans!Reader (i’m also really bad a writing how toddlers sound so use your imagination)

When you imagined having a baby, you thought of the basic evolution of adulthood. Meet, marriage, then kids. Not meet, date for a year and a half, then baby. A baby who you were currently raising on your own. 

The breakup between you and Tom was the opposite of mutual. You didn’t want it. You wanted to be with him even before you got pregnant. But he wanted other things. 

He wanted other people. And that’s the part that broke your heart. 

“I don’t understand. You have never mentioned this before.” You said to him. “Y/N, it’s not you, okay? It’s just, we’re young. We’re 21 years old, our careers are just taking off. Don’t you want to be free?” Tom explained. 

“Free? You think I’m tying you down?” You questioned. “That’s not what I said.” Tom rebutted. “That’s exactly what you said! You think being in a relationship with me is tying you down. Well, fine Tom. If this is what you want, this is what you’ll get.” You snapped. 

You began to pack up everything you could fit in your small, weekender bag. “I’m going home and I never want to speak to you again.” You sneered. “No, Y/N, don’t do this. We can still be friends.” He told you. “No we can’t. Because I can’t be the friend who’s hopelessly in love with a guy who doesn’t love her back.” You said. 

“I do love you-” He started before you cut him off. “Don’t lie to make yourself feel better.” You sneered. You walked to the door of the hotel you were staying in and slammed it shut. 

You were a mess after the breakup. Physically ill is how you described it to people. You never left your room most days and when you did, you glued yourself to the couch. You lived off of Ben and Jerry’s and The Notebook.

Your friends tried to get you out of your apartment. But you didn’t feel like going out and facing the paparazzi. Especially when every time you stood up, you felt sick to your stomach. 

Even your older brother stayed with you most days. He didn’t want you to be alone. 

That’s when your friend suggested something. “When did you get your period?” She asked you. When she asked, you couldn’t remember when. You chalked it being late up to the stress you were feeling because of Tom and being cast in a new TV show. 

But, your friend bought you the test anyways. And it was positive. Your world was crumbling around you and now you had to fend for a baby. Tom told you he wasn’t going to leave you so you didn’t use a condom. And you couldn’t be on birth control because of underlying health issues you had. 

You were pregnant and you were going to have to raise a child by yourself. But your family was there through it all. Chris came to every doctor’s appointment with you, already earning the title of ‘world’s best uncle.’ 

You were about four months along when Kevin Feige called you about shooting an end credit scene for Spider-Man: Homecoming. How were you going to hide a baby bump from the cast and crew? But the only person you needed to keep it from was Tom. He didn’t want you so why should he be apart of the baby’s life? You would ask yourself that simply out of anger. There was no logical reasoning behind it. 

You shot the scene while pregnant and quickly left Atlanta before anyone began asking any questions. The main one being: who’s the dad? 

The night you gave birth, your entire family was at your side. Throughout the entire 20 hour labor before you welcomed a baby boy into the world. Theodore Evans-Holland was the newest member of the family. But Holland was only on the birth certificate. 

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Three years had passed since you gave birth to Theo and when they said being a working mother was hard, they weren’t lying. Word spread that you got pregnant but the identity of the father unknown by the public. Including Tom. When asked about Theo in interviews you say it was a one night stand with a friend and that you weren’t together romantically. No one questioned a thing. 

On the set of Infinity War and Endgame, your mom brought Theo to visit often. He got to see his mom and his uncle Chris be superheroes.

“And cut! Let’s take a quick break! Y/N needs to go be a mom.” Anthony Russo joked. You smiled brightly at the three year old who was sitting on your makeup artist’s lap. 

You picked him and placed sloppy kisses all over his face, making the little boy laugh. “Are you having fun?” You asked him. “Yes!” He replied loudly. “Uncle Chwis!” Theo yelled, pointing to his uncle across the set. You couldn’t say no to him so you brought him to his uncle who was talking to Chris and Robert. 

Tom watched as you brought your child over to the three men. He didn’t know you moved on so quick. But he didn’t have a right to be mad. He broke up with you, not the other way around. Though a part of him couldn’t help but wish it was his son. 

You and Theo had decided to have a fun day since it was relatively nice in LA. You took him to the zoo and the aquarium before stopping at the Starbucks close to your house as a nice treat. 

Theo was a big fan of their frappucinos. 

You were holding him as he was beginning to get a little bit fussy after such a long day. 

“Y/N?” You heard from behind you. You turned around and saw Tom in the line behind you waiting for his name to be called. “Oh, uh, hi Tom.” You greeted him. “How are you?” He asked. “I’m fine. Just waiting on our order.” You answered. 

“Mommy, that’s spider-man.” Theo whispered to you. “Yes, baby, that is spider-man.” You spoke to him. “Hey little man.” Tom greeted the young boy. “You two have the cutest son. He looks just like his dad.” An older lady commented on the two of you. 

“No, he’s uh, not mine.” Tom quickly corrected her. The lady looked from you back to Tom before giving a pretty fake smile. “We, uh, we have to go. Theo needs a nap.” You said quickly, grabbing your drinks and making your way towards the exit. 

“Y/N, wait!” Tom called. You stopped a turned around to look at him. You and Tom looked at one another for a few moments before he looked at Theo. You could see he was doing the math in his head and analyzing Theo’s facial features. 

It was true though. He did look just like his dad. Same hair, same eyes, he had your nose though. 

“See you around, Tom.” You said breaking the silence before walking back towards your car. 

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Later that evening, you were sitting on the couch with Theo watching Captain America. It was his favorite movie at the moment because he got to watch uncle Chris be a superhero. 

You were alerted by the sound of the doorbell and wondered who would be at your door at such an odd hour. “Stay here, buddy.” You told your son as you got up to answer the door. 

And when you did, you were very tempted to close it right in his face. Because Tom was standing on your doorstep looking completely distraught. 

“What are you doing here?” You asked. “He’s mine, isn’t he? Theo’s my son.” He said. You were quiet for a moment before you stepped out on to the porch so Theo wouldn’t hear. 

“Yes. Theo is your’s.” You answered quietly. “Why? Why didn’t you tell me?” Tom asked, the anger in his voice very evident. “Because, Tom, you didn’t want me anymore! A kid wasn’t going to change that! It would tie you down even more than I did.” You replied. “I had a right to know. I’m his father.” He said. 

You ran a hand through her hair as you squeezed your eyes shut trying to make the tears go away. 

“You didn’t want me, Tom. You didn’t want to be with me and a kid wasn’t going to magically fix that. Who’s to say you were going to want to be apart of his life if I told you? Like you said that night, we were 21, our careers taking off. I gave you the freedom you asked for.” You spoke. 

“I messed up, okay? I knew that the second I woke up the next morning and you weren’t there next to me. It was stupid of me to even think that. We could’ve been regular 21 year-olds together.” Tom said. “But at the time, you meant it.” You said. 

The silence that fell upon the two of you was awkward and uncomfortable. The only sound coming from the TV inside seeping through the cracked front door. 

“I need to know him. I know I hurt you and it was the biggest mistake I’ve ever made. But I need to know my son, Y/N.” Tom begged. 

You looked at the man in front of you and didn’t see who you were in a relationship with three years ago. Maybe because he’s had to grow up faster than the usual person. Or maybe because you had to grow up faster and raise a child. 

“You can meet him. But we need to take this very slow. Theo is my entire world and I will not have him end up heartbroken like I was.” You finally spoke. 

Tom’s eyes lit up at your words and he rapidly nodded his head. You slowly let him into the house, Theo entirely unaware that anything was happening. 

“Hey, bud. There’s someone I want you to meet.” You said to the small boy. You sat down next to him, him taking the liberty of crawling onto your lap. 

He stared at Tom warily, wondering why a stranger was in his house. He knew. that he was spider-man but to him spider-man was a stranger. 

“Theo, you know how I told you that daddy was an astronaut exploring space?” You questioned. Theo nodded his head looking up at you. “Well, he’s back from space now. Theo, I want you to meet your dad.” You told him. 

The brunette boy looked from you up to Tom. “My daddy’s spider-man?” Theo questioned. “Yes, your daddy is spider-man.” You confirmed. “That’s why he was in outer space! Helping Iron Man!” Theo shouted. “That’s right bud. I was gone for a while, but I’m here now.” Tom finally spoke. 

Theo left your lap and launched himself at Tom. You didn’t know you would feel so emotional when Theo finally met Tom as his father. You just thought it wouldn’t be until he was older so you weren’t prepared for it. 

“Are you staying, daddy?” Theo asked the man. Tom felt like all of the oxygen was knocked out of his body when Theo called him that. 

He looked over at you and you reluctantly nodded your head. “Yeah, buddy. I’m staying.” He answered. Theo jumped up and down on the couch before you scolded him. 

“Hey, hey, we don’t jump on couches anymore, remember? Besides, it’s past your bedtime.” You told him. “I wanna show daddy my room.” Theo. “He can put you to bed. Now go get your PJs.” You said. 

Theo got off the couch and ran down the hallway towards his room. “He’s going to want to show you all of his Marvel stuff but only for five minutes. After that, tuck him in with his Black Panther stuffie. Then you have to read him a story or he’ll never fall asleep.” You explained to Tom as you stood up. 

“You did a really good job with him.” Tom commented. “I know.” You smiled fondly. “I don’t have to stay if you don’t want me too.” He said. “You’ll sleep in the spare room. He wants you in his life so you have to be here. And tomorrow, we’ll go get Tessa.” You told him. 

Tom smiled at you as you retreated to the kitchen to pick up a bit before bed. Tom walked down the hallway towards Theo’s room and found him all tucked in bed with various pieces fo Marvel collectibles. 

“Daddy, daddy! Come look at the things mommy and Uncle Chwis got for me!” He said to Tom. Tom happily obliged and sat on the edge of the bed as Theo began to explain what everything was. 

You leaned against the doorframe and observed the two together for a short while. You had a lot of healing to do with Tom but you couldn’t deny the fact that Theo needed his dad, despite Tom’s past mistakes. 

[random-bi-writer]

Little Nightmares 2 Opinions and Theories

https://random-bi-writer.tumblr.com/post/703035769296683008/i-do-not-have-the-courage-to-play-horror-games

Check the link first.

I’m not sure how long this post will be so I’ll just use those keep reading buttons just in case.

So um...this game was uh...something alright. I can see why people like this game series.

Opinions on Characters

1) Mono - “Violence is the question and the answer is yes” God this kid is so murderous, also a massive bad influence on Six. He’s like an overprotective brother to her. But I’m pretty sure he’s low-empath, or just sucks at recognizing emotions. He deserves better though.

2) Six - :( I don’t know her actual age but I can tell that she is the youngest out of all the main kids. The baby has been through so much trauma since she was 4. She’s scared but she can’t reach out to others cause of trauma. She doesn’t want to be a monster, but she doesn’t realize she became one. And now she has to deal with Mono chasing her. Six deserves a lot of hugs, therapy, and a fucking break. T-T

3) The Hunter - Thank god, the first boss’ name is acutally related to what he does. I don’t have any other opinions, He knows the lady and I’m pretty sure he has a weird father-daughter relationship with Six.

4) The Teacher - Most terrifying boss ever.

5) The Bullies - They sound like monkeys. Mono really went full killer mode when they hurt Six.

6) The Patients - Most terrifying antagonists (not counting the bosses).

7) The Doctor - I can see why people are terrifired of him. I probably would have been terrified as well if it weren’t for the teacher.

8) The Viewers - I find them weird.

9) The Thin Man - I thought this game was going to some weird pedophile route but then I found out that this guy is Mono and I just...*exsparated sigh and covers face with hands*

10) Flesh Walls - Now that the excitement from watching these playthroughs are over, there is something bothering me about this things.

11) Dark Six - She’s literally the reason why Six is at the Maw? And I guess I was right about her being Six.

Theories

So I managed to make some BIG theories about this but it’s like 11 pm over here (probably not the best time to watch a horror game playthrough)

I’d post it tomorrow, but like my class schedule is packed on that day, and I’m going to be busy the next day as well and I have no idea when I’ll be home on that day.

So I’ll probably post the big theories on Saturday night, afternoon if I can get my work done fast. But maybe I can post that theory tomorrow night.

But for now, let me just give you what to expect:

1) Six is special

No, this is not because I see her as my little baby. All the protags are getting visions from their dreams yet Six is the only one who didn’t have a terrible fate.

Either Six is immune to these visions or something is protecting her from them.

2) The Yellow Raincoat

I thought it was just some random design that got passed down, but now I think there’s more to that coat than meets the eye.

[cafedanslanuit]

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✖   —   chapter summary: Now that Zeke has explained what truly happened with Yelena, all your troubles have finally ended. Except that now you need to start avoiding Porco. However, things change once you overhear a conversation in the woman's bathroom.

✖   —   pairing: porco/reader & zeke/reader

✖   —   chapter tags/warnings: college au, descriptions of panic attacks, lots of self-doubt, gaslighting, hurt/comfort, fluff, referenced cheating. 

✖   —   a/n: i have posted the playlist that goes with this series! click here to check this post <3

chapter three: me and my husband

Porco looked at his cellphone, an ill sensation filling up his stomach as he read over and over your last messages. For the past few days, he had been trying to reach out to you but he had been rejected every time.

He knew something wrong was going on the moment you said you couldn’t make it to his lacrosse game. Ever since you became friends, you hadn’t missed a single game. He had once seen you finishing an essay on your phone and sending it while you were sitting on the bleachers, excited for the game to begin. He had seen you falling asleep on his shoulder during a party after a game, too tired from studying for a test that you took earlier.

Porco sighed. He wished he could find any other reason to explain your behaviour but the only one that came to his mind was his late night confession to you. He shouldn’t have told you he loved you. Now you were avoiding him and his feelings and he was scared he had lost your friendship completely.

He put the phone on his back pocket and grabbed his keys, heading to the parking lot. After getting into his car, he turned on the radio and drove out of the campus, entering the main highway of the city. He wasn’t sure where he was heading to, but all he knew is that he wanted to stop thinking about you, the moment he thought you had shared and the dry messages that followed.

He had really fucked it up.

…

 Sitting on your faculty’s corridor floor, you looked over at the texts Porco had been sending you the past week. It physically pained you to be so curt with someone that meant so much to you. Porco had always been there for you, even in the times you had told him you really didn’t need him. He cared when you got sick, when you were sad and also when you wanted company to crash a party on campus. You two had been inseparable since the day you met and he was already acquaintances with Annie and Armin due to all the time he had spent at your place.

This was the right thing to do, you told yourself one more time, closing your Instagram. You were taking the right decision. Porco had fallen in love with you and then had tried to make you think your boyfriend had cheated on you. If Zeke hadn’t pointed that out for you, you probably wouldn’t have noticed until it was too late. Truly, you were lucky Zeke had been understanding about the whole situation and had forgiven you for not trusting in him.

Porco wasn’t a bad person. You knew in your heart he wasn’t. But you had been wrong to trust he had your best interest in his mind.

That’s what didn’t make sense. Why had Porco, sweet and caring Porco had suddenly decided to put you against Zeke only just because he had caught feelings for you? The Porco you knew wouldn’t have done that. If he truly only wanted to drive you away from Zeke, he would have let you kiss him the night he spent with you. He would have taken the opportunity, right? So, why didn’t he?

Your head started hurting.

Your thumb ghosted over Porco’s contact on your phone, wondering whether to call him or not. You missed him dearly and knew that if you asked him to be honest, he would. There were countless moments in the past where he had been honest with you, from the time he confessed to accidentally stepping on your foundation powder and the time he opened up about his father’s death.

He’ll say anything to make you doubt your relationship with me.

Zeke’s voice resonated in your ears and you bit your tongue. He was right. You needed to remember Porco was trying to put you against your boyfriend.

Before you could think of a counterargument, you shot a quick text to Zeke. Yes. A day with your boyfriend would help you keep your mind busy.

“wanna hang out later? <3”

You watched intently, a small smile on your face as the three dots twinkled on your screen. Zeke’s answer came a few seconds later.

“Can’t. Exam tomorrow :(“

He then sent you a picture of a couple of books over a table that you recognized as the university’s library. He also had the tumbler you had given him a couple of months ago, filled with straight black coffee if you had to take a guess.

“:(( okaaaay, good luck on your exam, love u!”

“<3”

You put your phone away and sighed. You missed Zeke too. The few days after you had confronted him about the time you thought you saw Yelena and him kissing, he had showered you with love. You had spent the weekend at his place wearing nothing but an old t-shirt of his and making love several times a day. You snuggled to him on the couch as he watched an old documentary and playfully took the cigar from his lips and took a puff yourself. ‘Ladies like you shouldn’t smoke,’ he had said playfully as he took it back from your lips and then pressed a kiss on your temple.

Nevertheless, the short honeymoon phase after you made up had come to an end. You knew it was going to happen, but now your body and heart were craving more of him and his classes were taking all his time. If it wasn’t an exam it was a group project or a study session and even if you knew seniors had it way harder than you, you missed him. Missed his beard scratching your neck, his strong cologne and his deep chuckle whenever you managed to make him smile.

Maybe you could walk around the mall. You still had some birthday money and you could treat yourself a little. Maybe a new body cream or a pair of cute underwear from Victoria Secret to surprise your boyfriend after he was done with his classes. Yes, a shopping trip was exactly what you needed to stop thinking so much. Smiling, you walked to the bathroom of your faculty, just a quick detour to freshen up before you got into your car. 

You looked at yourself in the mirror and took out your lipstick, fixing it carefully.

“I fucking hate her.”

You turned around as you saw three girls entering the bathroom. They stood by your side, none of them seeming to notice your presence. One of them fixing her hair, another was looking down at her phone, eyebrows knitted together and mumbling more and more curses and the last one just leaned against the bathroom stalls, arms crossed against her chest as she watched the other two.

“We did tell you she wasn’t meant to be trusted,” she reminded the girl with the phone. When she raised her head, you recognized her as Pieck, one of Porco’s close friends, who you had seen around at a lot of parties and on many of his Instagram photos.

“How is that helping me?” Pieck asked icily.

“I’m just saying, Yelena is shady. Telling you all that crap about only being able to open up with you— and for what? For her to post photo after photo of her fuckboy?” the girl in front of the mirror said. “Like, nobody needs to know you’re getting it at the library, why post about it? Literally, nobody cares.”

“She’s not worth it,” the other girl interjected. 

“She really isn’t, babe. And Zeke isn’t even that hot,” her friend continued with a mocking laugh. “The one that looks like a clown is her, not you. Just let it go.”

“He truly is a bad case of the monkey face,” Pieck agreed with a snort. “Men like that are what keep me a lesbian.”

“Hi Pieck,” you greeted her. For the first time, Pieck looked your way and widened her eyes, recognizing you in an instant.

“Hey,” she said in an apologetic voice. “I— I’m sorry. Shouldn’t have said that.”

You faked a chuckle. “It’s okay. I just wanted to say you shouldn’t worry about them, Yelena is—”

“Yeah, yeah, we both shouldn’t worry. You’re probably trying to move on and ignore them too,” Pieck sighed and then pursed her lips in discomfort. “But I know you were Zeke’s girlfriend for a while, it’s normal you don’t want to hear about who he’s fucking now—”

“Zeke and I are still together,” you interrupted her.

Pieck’s face fell at your words. She looked at her friends, who were also looking at each other with an indecipherable expression. Your furrowed your eyebrows, confused as to why they were sharing those glances. Why would they think you weren’t with Zeke? Sure, you hadn’t posted photos with him lately but that didn’t mean you weren’t together anymore.

“I’ll catch up with you in a bit,” Pieck said softly to her friends. They nodded and said they would be by the cafeteria before leaving. Once they went away, Pieck closed the bathroom door and walked to you again.

“Why— why would you think we’re not together?” you insisted, your voice trembling more than you would have wanted.

“Yelena and Zeke are fucking,” she sentenced in a soft voice. You shook your head.

“I know that’s what it looks like but Yelena likes women,” you said. “You— I mean you guys were dating or something, right? You know she’s a lesbian, she’s just pretending to have something with Zeke so her parents back off for a while.”

Pieck’s silence was deafening.

“Right?” you pushed. “It’s cool because she’s a lesbian and—”

“Yelena is bisexual.”

You paused, blinking as you tried to understand. After a few seconds, you shook your head.

“She’s not.”

“The reason we’re not dating anymore is because I saw her fucking Zeke at a party,” she explained.

“No,” you said, and shook your head once more. “No, because if it happened at a party then someone would have seen them. Someone would have noticed, there would have been rumours, I would have  known . Pieck, someone would have told me, Reiner, Marcel, Porco—”

“They weren’t there. Almost everyone was a senior.”

“Then you! You would have told me,” you cried. “You’re telling me you saw my boyfriend fucking someone else and didn’t tell me!? Pieck—!”

“I thought you weren’t together anymore!” she defended herself. “What was I supposed to think when every single one of his friends at that shitty apartment knew he was fucking her in the bedroom and they all acted like it was a normal thing to do? I see all these photos of both of them and…” she continued, shaking her phone. “Of course I think he’s not with you anymore! Yelena is uploading pictures as she rests her legs on his lap, about their movie dates at his place and you want me to think she has a girlfriend!?”

Tears started falling from your eyes as she spoke. You sniffled, trying to compose yourself but you could feel every muscle of your body shaking.

“Does Porco know?” you asked in a whisper.

“Porco?”

“I know you two are best friends since high school. You— you had to tell him. If this was real, if this happened, you had to tell Porco,” you reasoned. “So tell me, Pieck, does Porco know?” you insisted, raising your voice, hating the way it cracked at the end.

Pieck shook her head. “I told him Yelena cheated on me, didn’t tell him with who.”

“Why?”

“Because he told me not to date Yelena, said she wasn’t a good person. I didn’t want to prove Porco right, you know him,” Pieck said with a small shrug.

You nodded idly, your eyes lost. No. It didn’t make sense, it didn’t— even if it did. It did make sense but it  couldn’t make sense. Because if Pieck was right, if Yelena and Zeke were—

No.

“Give me a date,” you whispered.

“What?”

“When was this?”

“I don’t— Two weeks ago?”

“I need to know the exact date, Pieck.”

“Girl, I don’t remember exactly, I—”

“Give me a date, Pieck!” you sobbed, raising your voice. She sighed and nodded, taking out her phone.

You watched as Pieck went through her messages with Yelena, scrolling up as she tried to remember the date. Your breath was hitching, inhaling more than you were exhaling but you didn’t care. You wanted to know when it was. Pieck was going to tell you it happened on a date where he was with you. She was going to say it happened one of the nights you and Zeke stayed the weekend at his place and then you would know she’s lying. Yes, that was going to happen. She would tumble over her own lie and this nightmare would be over.

“March 31st,” Pieck murmured. “I kept texting her, asking where she was before I went to look for her,” she reminisced, before showing you her phone.

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                                                            00:36

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                                                                                           lena where are u

                                                                                                            ?????

                                          why are my friends saying you’re with zeke rn

                                                                                         yelena answer me

                                                                                    fuck u i’m going there

                                                            01:19

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                                                FUCK YOU YELENA YOURE THE WORST

                                                                  PIECE OF SHIT IVE EVER MET

                                                                            REALLY???? ZEKE?????

                                                                           HOPE YOU GET HERPES

                                                                                 I FUCKING HATE YOU

babe, i’m sorry

can we talk?

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A bitter taste crept inside your mouth as you took out your phone and went through yours and Zeke’s messages, looking desperately for the date. It was the weekend you spent together. It had to be. The memories of Zeke’s kitchen calendar that said April were lying to you. It had to be March. Or maybe he changed the calendar because he was with you on March 31st.

You scrolled up until March and went to read the messages exchanged on that day.

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                                                            07:23

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Good morning! I know it’s really early

But I want to see you today <3

Meet me at the tennis court?

                                                                                  sure, i’ll take an uber :)

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Silent sobs escaped your mouth as your phone started shaking in your trembling hands. Pieck whispered apologies and you wanted nothing more than to tell her to shut up, that it wasn’t her fault, that she wasn’t the one that swore she wanted to marry you and then went to fuck someone else at a party, not caring if he was seen or not.

But it wasn’t true. Zeke said it was just a ruse, that Yelena just wanted to hide her queerness, that they were just good friends. He said so. Pieck had to be lying, she had to be. She was just messing with you, lying to see how much you could believe her. Because Zeke wouldn’t do that, you were the one he trusted, you were the one he was going to marry, you—

Pieck was still holding her phone in front of you.

With the very same date.

And Yelena admitting her crime.

But it couldn't be right. There had to be a mistake because Zeke loved you. He loved you and he had told you about his family, he had taken you to meet his grandparents, he promised he hadn’t kissed Yelena that night, he—

Had he not kissed her?

Was it only a movie night?

…

No, it hadn’t.

“Hey, are you okay?”

Pieck’s voice sounded far, your lips parted as you tried to gasp for air. You lifted your head and saw her lips moving but you couldn’t hear any sound but your heart beating out of your chest. Tingles started creeping on your fingers and without you being able to do anything to prevent it, you dropped your phone on the bathroom floor.

Why didn’t it make a sound?

Why were your fingers numb?

You lifted your head and Pieck was gone. Dismissing her sudden disappearance, you crouched down and picked your phone. You winced at the huge crack on your screen and slid your finger several times over it until you could press on Zeke’s contact and call him.

As his phone rang, you pressed your back on the wall, slowly sinking until you were sitting on the floor.

“Baby, I told you I was studying for this test, I can’t—”

“I know about you and Yelena,” you said in a broken voice. You heard him let out an annoyed sigh on the other line.

“Didn’t we talk about this already? I told you she’s not—”

“I know about the party. The day we played baseball and— that same night you went to a party and fucked her,” you sobbed. You wiped the tears on your face with the back of your hand. “Zeke, tell me it’s a lie, tell me you didn’t do this, please,  please  tell me you didn’t really fuck Yelena,” you begged. “Please.”

“You know what? Get some help. Like, psychological help. This isn’t normal.”

The silence after Zeke hung up choked you. Your chest rose up and down as you sobbed uncontrollably. Your brain was screaming. Loudly. ‘Make it stop,’ you told yourself. ‘Get it together. Make it stop.’

Make it stop.

                         Make it stop.

                                                 Make it stop.

                                                                         Make it stop.

                                                                                                 Make it stop.

 It’s a lie.

                                                                                                  Make it stop.

He lied to you.

                                                                                                              Stop.

He fucked her.

                                                                                                 Please, stop.

He lied.

                                                                                              I can’t breathe.

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                                             Inhale.

                                                                            Exhale.

                                            Inhale.

                                                                            Exhale.

                                            Inhale.

                                                            Inhale. 

                                                            Inhale. 

                                                            Inhale.

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…

When you woke up, Porco was there.

Your head felt heavy as you tried to sit up, rubbing your eyes. A quick look around let you know you were in your apartment but you weren’t sure as to  how , or why your friend was there, his phone on his lap and his eyes looking at you filled with worry.

He whispered your name as if his voice could hurt you. “How are you feeling?”

“What are you doing here?” you asked groggily. You noticed your throat was hurting as well. “What hour is it?” you mumbled as you palmed your jean pockets looking for your phone. You found it hidden between two pillows and pressed the power button, trying to see if you had any unread messages.

None.

“Pieck called me,” Porco explained. “And it’s eight and a half.”

Pieck. Pieck with her friends in the bathroom, Pieck with the text messages. Everything came back to you in a second and you couldn’t help but wince at the way your head hurt.

“How are you feeling?” he insisted. You took a deep breath. The small movement made you realize how much the muscles of your back were hurting along with your arms. You licked your lips, hating how dry they felt against your tongue.

“I broke my phone.”

Porco furrowed his eyebrows. “What?”

“I— I dropped it. There’s a crack on the screen.”

He nodded slowly and looked down at his shoes, his forearms resting on his knees. You could almost listen to his loud thoughts, one coming after another inside his head. Porco sighed and turned his head back to you.

“Want me to get it fixed? Marcel knows a guy, I’m sure he can get it done by tomorrow.”

“No, it’s okay. It’s working just fine,” you said, passing your thumb over the crack. “No need to change it.”

Porco watched your eyes get lost on the dark screen and tightened his lips. He had the urge to throw your phone out of your window, make you understand you had to leave it, that it wasn’t good for you, that you didn’t need it, that you didn’t need  him —

Instead, he nodded.

“What happened?” you asked.

Porco paused, deliberating his words before speaking. “Pieck called and told me what you guys talked about and that… you didn’t take it well. She said you were crying and— that you had a panic attack, so she left the bathroom to look for help. She found Armin and he was the one that helped you regain your breath. Once you settle down, he called Annie to tell her what happened and she picked you up. When I got here you were already asleep on the couch, Annie said it was okay if I waited here.”

“I… don’t remember much,” you confessed with a grimace. “I don’t remember Armin helping me out. I— I do remember what Pieck and I talked about, though. Wish I could forget it instead,” you snorted. 

“Wanna talk about it?”

You shook your head.  Ouch . Why did every muscle of your body hurt so much?

“Wanna watch some shitty reality TV?” he offered. He didn’t miss the way a small smile appeared on your face.

In a matter of minutes, Porco had gone into your room and brought your laptop, and started looking for the show on Netflix. He put your laptop on his thighs and let you crawl by his side, your head resting against his shoulder.

“Wish they had Ink Master,” you sighed, as the intro of Netflix’s newest reality show played on your screen.

“We both know Netflix doesn’t have good shows.”

You snorted. “Black Mirror is good.”

“And yet we’re watching The Circle,” Porco teased you.

“Weren’t you the one that binged Season 1 on one night and then asked me to do the same so you could rant?” you reminded him with a playful tone.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he replied nonchalantly, making you chuckle.

What followed next was a comfortable silence. One episode went by and Porco made no attempts to stop it from automatically playing the second episode. You snuggled closer, the fabric of his green jacket feeling nice against your cheek. How long had it been since you felt so much peace with someone else by your side?

In any other situation, you would be commenting on it, pressing pause just to bitch and rant about the contestants or make quick runs to the kitchen. But Porco was sitting still, his eyes fixed on the screen and his arms crossed in front of his chest. He was trying to comfort you the best way he could, knowing any words would fail, he aimed to create a safe space for you and not force you to behave normally when you both knew better than to completely ignore what had happened earlier.

Right. Zeke.

You felt your eyes watering and bit the inside of your cheek to prevent them from falling down. Focusing on your breath, you inhaled and exhaled rhythmically until the knot in your throat seemed to loosen up. Your feelings towards Zeke were confusing, a part of you wanting to run, look for him and demand an explanation. Another part of you wanted to face with, punch his stupid little face until you got tired and leave him on the floor. And another, maybe a bigger part of you wanted him to cradle you in his strong arms, kiss your temple and scratch your skin with his beard as he whispered sweet nothings to you.

You swallowed. Maybe Zeke was right. Maybe you did need psychological help.

Could you trust his words if he were to provide another explanation? Could you ever trust in him again? Most of all, could you trust yourself? Many voices had different opinions inside your head, yet they all agreed on something.

You were miserable.

“Every time I’m not with him, I’m anxious,” you mumbled, the words leaving your mouth before you thought them over. Porco moved his hand to pause the show, but you gestured to him not to. “And when he’s with me…” you continued, “I feel like I’m drowning.”

Your voice cracked at the end. Porco’s hand twitched, not sure what to do next. Should he hold you, put an arm around your shoulder to comfort you? Should he not move a muscle until you were done? Should he offer a word of comfort? He turned his head to you and noticed tears were silently streaming down your face.

“If Zeke was in front of me right now and told me Pieck lied her ass off, even after all the proof she showed me today… I would believe him. I would,” you sobbed. “And I hate myself so much for it. I’m so tired of this, I’m so tired of loving him, Pock.”

Porco’s hand cupped your head, his fingers gently caressing your hair. You snuggled closer to him, his perfume soothing the pain inside your heart and his gentle gesture comforting you. That was the magic Porco had. You knew he wasn’t always good with his words and most of the time he preferred to show rather than tell and boy, did he do a spectacular good job at showing you how much he cared.

He was there. Even after you had been ignoring him for over two weeks, he was here with his green jacket and his earthy-scented perfume ready to hold you if you needed him. And you did. You could never think of a moment where you wouldn’t want him to be there with you. 

You wiped your face with the back of your hand and reluctantly pulled away from his touch, turning on your seat so you were facing him. You paused your show and put a strand of your hair behind your ear.

“Thank you,” you said, biting down your bottom lip. “For being here and waiting until I woke up. I— I’ve been such a bad friend to you,” you sighed. “I’m so sorry, I just—”

Porco shook his head. “No. I’m sorry for what I said the night I stayed here.”

“No, you don’t need to— I mean— I wasn’t mad about it,” you fumbled with your words, feeling your cheeks heat up.

“I don’t know,” Porco shrugged. “Felt like I made you uncomfortable.”

“You didn’t,” you assured him. “Thank you for staying with me that night. I really didn’t want to be alone.”

“I just— Can I say something else? Promise this is the last time I talk about it.” You nodded. “I didn’t love you the first time I met you,” he blurted, shrugging. “I mean, it’s not like I saw you and caught feelings— first time I saw you you were drunk off your ass at Reiner’s party. I was your friend first. Still am, nothing will change that. And honestly? I wouldn’t be surprised if my feelings went away,” he chuckled. “Who knows. Might finally meet someone else and fall for them.”

“Yeah, maybe you’ll meet someone,” you agreed with a strained smile.

“Whatever happens, know that before anything else, I’m your friend,” Porco said, golden eyes setting on yours. “And that will never change. You’re stuck with me.”

“And you’re stuck with me.”

“See any other reason why I’m watching a shitty reality show on a Tuesday night?”

At this, you hit Porco with one of the pillows, square on his face. You couldn’t help but laugh at his stunned face.

“You’re  so  fucked,” he said, putting the laptop on the coffee table in front of him.

You took this as a sign to run, the ache in your muscles forgotten at the back of your head as you tried to dodge the pillows Porco was throwing at you. Your legs weren’t weak anymore, as you quickly jumped to avoid the furniture and picked up one of the pillows to throw it back at him. Your heart was no longer aching, but jumping as you cackled when Porco tripped and fell. Even if your eyes were watering again, this time was due to the excessive laughter. And yes, your breath was hitching but it was thanks to Porco chasing you around the living room.

You let yourself fall on the floor next to Porco, the coldness of the floor soothing your skin as he dramatically held his knee against his chest like an injured soccer player. You turned your head to him, smiling at his antics as he filled your heart with happiness once  more.

Maybe that had been his power all along.

[farlynthordens]

vol 4 post-reading thoughts (long)

honestly this volume is probably my favorite so far in terms of just general story/writing.

in vols 1-3, the main villain is introduced within like the first 3 chapters. and we know immediately that they’re the main villain. in vol 4, we’re faked out on who the villain is multiple times.

kurokawa and kelsinha were just assholes from the start, so there’s never really a reason to like them. apollo felt somewhat apologetic, because he did what he did to bring back his dead wife, but we’re introduced to him as he’s burning down a village and killing people, so... yeah.

in comparison, vol 4 first introduces us to the vice warden ladies, then their boss satahabaki who completely overshadows them in terms of “bad guy” energy. housen is also brought up often from pretty early on, and we’re led to believe that king housen is a really good guy because of how much sisi admires him, and the amazing things he’s done for the benibishi. BUT over time we learn that he’s a a sexual predator and is willing to cut deals that throw some of his people to the wolves.. literally. when housen is introduced it very much feels like “oh yeah this guy is a creep, he’s our big bad”, but they turn around and say “nope, it was satahabaki, remember? that’s the guy trying to kill all the benibishi and keep them wrongfully locked in prison.”

but then.... wow.

despite housen not technically being a villain, he still dies anyway. i think this is the first time a major named character who ISN’T a villain is killed. and like killed for real (unlike the 50000 times milo and bisco “died” lol)

also, sisi is easily the most well developed and emotionally compelling side character to this point in the story. sisi/housen are similar to amulee/kelshina in a lot of ways on the surface..... but they’re written way better and have a much more complex story.

sisi wants to be seen as a man, because she has an inferiority complex around being female that’s been ingrained by her father’s “teachings” and the fact that he won’t acknowledge a female heir

sisi is only a teenager, but has been through so much hardship because of her race. she’s been a slave, a prisoner, a target of hatred and abuse her whole life. despite that, she still wanted to be a beacon of hope for her people and lead them to a happier life.

however, she has a ton of pent-up rage that explodes the second she gains the power to fight back against humans, and nearly loses herself in it. she gets revenge against one of her former abusers, and the power trip of dominating a human nearly sends her down the path of becoming a mass murderer until milo helps her remember who she is.

side tangent about this last point because i LOVE how it’s so intense. i think overall it was done really well. milo, as the older one (he has to be an adult by now, right? like 20?) lets sisi vent her anger and doesn’t even care about being insulted. sisi unfortunately hits a nerve by calling him unfit to be bisco’s partner, and that causes milo to lash out and say some pretty insensitive shit. after they calmed down, BOTH of them apologize to each other for the things they said and did.

the fact that sisi’s ultimate ability is born from her anger, and incites anger in other benibishi against their will? jesus christ. not only is it super disturbing, but it goes against everything sisi wants to be and has worked towards being this entire time.

despite seeming to have gained control over her anger/new powers, in the end it turns out sisi has taken bisco’s words about “throwing out the rules and forging your own path” to heart in the worst possible way. if fate has given her powers that incite bloodshed, then so be it.

also, despite sisi seeming to have loved her father til the very end, she turns on him and everything he stood for the second he’s dead.

this entire time, we’re supposed to be cheering for sisi as she learns, gets stronger, and gets closer to her goal. it is so heartbreaking seeing her become king like she always wanted to be, but she’s a king who creates violence, not peace. she’s now willing to do anything to free her people, even if it means becoming a monster to the rest of the world.

also, i thought it was silly at first but i’m actually glad they brought back robo-bisco and make it an important plot point/character. i now have one less continuity error to complain about for vol 3.