#it's hard to tell how much of the trailer shows them actually travelling

[aha-chuu]

Predictions for Sumeru Archon Quest Interlude

This is based on the 3.3 trailer, livestream and previous lore - I don't know any story leaks and I don't wanna hear them.

I think that we're going to start the quest having gotten a message from either Nahida or Cyno or Al Haitham, and basically find out that Scara (I'm not calling him Wanderer lol) has woken up but has no memories. I think this is the direction for a few reasons; it's at least believable considering the head trauma from that fall and the gnosis being torn from him. I also don't think Harbinger!Scara would willingly help Nahida, regardless of the circumstances.

Besides, in the trailer we find out that this quest is about retrieving knowledge on Tatarasuna(?) from Irmunsul with Scara. Now, there's no reason to take Scara unless he's got some sort of info we don't have, but why wouldn't he just tell us that info if he's willingly helping us anyway? No memories. This then ties with the Haypasia tangent from the archon quest, that Dottore wanted her in Fatui custody because she had seen Scara's memories and therefore knew too much. I doubt she recalls those details now, but the traveller would probably be curious to find out info that the Fatui want kept secret.

So we go to Irmunsul with Scara and sort through his memories. In the trailer these flash by in reverse order, ending with Ei, which could be the order in the quest too. But that would mean starting with Fatui stuff...

Oh btw. I believe that the scene where Dottore is addressing the Jester is a memory from when he recruited Scara, since the scenery is of Inazuma. But I don't think every Dottore line is a memory, since he also seems to be threatening Scara in the present - we still haven't seen Dottore burn Irmunsul, so he could very well have come back to Sumeru after dropping off the gnoses in Snezhnaya.

I'm assuming that once Scara has relived his memories, he'll have regained a bit more of the bastard personality that we know and love. HOWEVER I think he will also gain some more perspective on himself, and there will be some tear jerking stuff with his Ei or Kaedehara memories that make him appreciate humanity etc etc, or we'll help him realise that Dottore has been manipulating him for literal centuries. Thus, the Traveller and Scaramouche will be on civil terms as they continue on to figure out the mystery they went there to solve.

I think we'll get the knowledge , but it'll be out of context. Scara will be like 'omg I get it now' and it'll be a mad rush to return to Nahida to share it, but... Within Scara's mindscape/Irmunsul whatever, I think there will be another version of him (Balladeer) who's still really fucking mad and wants us dead. We have to fight the mech again, this time with our developed Scara, but defeating the Balladeer means destroying that part of Scara forever. Scara decides to, to become his own person.

My thought here is that destroying the Balladeer would get rid of all of Scara's memories of the Fatui, leaving his Inazuma backstory and general angry god complex intact. If he did remember all the Fatui secrets and he quit (as the trailer implies), then it would be difficult to justify why the Traveller doesn't get to learn all of that. Based on Wanderer's ( :( ) voicelines, his personality remains - but this doesn't mean he's completely the same person with a new fit.

I also think we'll see Scara receive his anemo vision, perhaps thanks to his decision to leave his Fatui self behind and carve a new path forwards.

[eternalwanderer-stories]

Perhaps this is an unpopular opinion, but still.

Many are afraid that the second season will not meet their expectations. It's logical that the authors won't follow what the fans want. I know the rules of this game well: you don't build any expectations – you don't end up with any disappointments. But despite this, I myself have two expectations – the interaction of Viktor and Jinx (seriously, Vi and Jayce got a whole scene with a cool soundtrack in the first season, and my beloved babygirl and my beloved boy did not get any scenes together, where is justice?) and scenes where Viktor would work on creating a Blitzcrank (I want it so much, you can't even imagine). But judging by the trailer that came out, I'm unlikely to get any of this.

But actually, more than all this, I'm afraid that the authors will just confirm some of the ideas of the fans. You know, those same ideas, similar to tropes from fanfiction like: Silco suddenly rises from the dead, Ekko begins to travel through time and in parallel universes because everyone eventually died and he tries to turn back time, Vander is actually the real father of Vi and Jinx and by the power of his daughters' love from Warwick turns back into human again, Victor resurrects Skye, and Jinx and Ekko arrange a lavish wedding in the end, everyone lived together and happily as one big family and all that sort of thing.

Is it cool in fan fiction? Yes, why not, that's what they're made for.

Is it cool in the show? I do not think so.

Arcane in the first season maintains a very good tone and a very good narrative atmosphere. It would be a shame if this tone suddenly changed unexpectedly in the second season.

I don't want Arcane to repeat Voltron's fate. Whoever was or is still in Voltron's fandom understands what I'm talking about. For those who do not know, I will tell you briefly: Voltron: Legendary Defender was released in 2016 and immediately fell in love with a huge number of people, receiving an unprecedented number of laudatory reviews. Cool characters, an interesting and well-developed plot, the series instantly became an audience favorite (it was not elevated to the rank of masterpieces, like Arcane, but it was very close to it). Almost everyone heard about him, talked about him, wrote about him, praised him. However, closer to the final season, everything changed. And then there was a leak (a familiar situation, right?) – footage of some plot twists from the final season has been leaked to the Internet. Not as big as Arcane's, but critical for those who didn't want to know in advance how it would end. Most of them, of course, refused to watch them. But there were also those who looked, and they instantly turned into those annoying people who whined all the time about how bad everything was going to be. And then the final season came out and it was very bad. A number of absolutely catastrophic decisions that the screenwriters made were more like it was written either in a drunken delirium, or the creators sat all night and read fan fiction on the Wattpad, drawing ideas from there. The characters' characters were strange, their actions were illogical, the whole narrative was madly in a hurry, on the contrary it was too long where it was not required, attention was not paid to really important storylines – simply put, there was no trace of the good early seasons, and the ending absolutely did not work as it should. Comparing the initial seasons and the final one, it was hard to imagine that this was the same series, it differed so much in quality (although, to be fair, there are many who accepted all this and liked it – no kidding, I'm glad for you, but I remember too vividly how much I was disappointed).

So, I don't want Arcane to go the same way. There is SO MUCH going on in the new trailer that the question comes to mind by itself – how can you adequately fit all this into 9 episodes? Maybe it's really just pointless and stupid worries, but the first season was so good that it's doubly scary now.

I don't want the story to suddenly turn into fanfiction in Wattpad.

(I remind you that this is a leak-free zone. Please, if you have watched the leaks, no need to spoiler in the comments or in reblogs).

[mewsmagic]

I DID NOT EXPECT TO DO ANOTHER ANALYSIS THOUGHTS WHATEVER POST BUT ARLECCHINO IS JUST TOO MUCH FOR MY NEURODIVERGENT BRAIN AND I NEED TO TALK ABT IT SO HERE WE GO AGAIN

Spoiler warning for Arlecchino’s character teaser!!!

If you haven’t yet, watch it here!!

Look look. I really did not expect Arlecchino to be comprehensive, understanding or merciful (of her children) since in the Fontaine trailer she was critical of Lyney and Lynette and we did have other harbingers calling her a wolf in sheep’s clothing and things like that

Oh fuck I screenshotted this at the wrong time LOLL anyway

BUT THEN SHE WAS SO KIND WITH THIS GIRL 😭😭

Despite telling her that she told her recklessness would lead to failure, she was not mad at her AT ALL – and I mean, completely fair, girl was literally on her deathbed – and instead decided to deal with the problem herself 😭😭😭😭😩😩😩🤯🤯🤯🤡🤡🤡 I WAS NOT EXPECTING THIS FROM A SUPPOSEDLY “STRICT AND UNFEELING FATHER”

Also, this isn’t my main point but the way she showed up like fricking bogeyman and crushed the nasty man’s skull with her HEEL was insane (positively) for me

Anyway LOL then she went, killed him, exposed his crimes and robbed all his money SO SHE COULD ADOPT MORE HOMELESS CHILDREN LIKE PLEASE THIS IS EXTREMELY CHAD AND BASED OF HER

Not only that, but she went back to her child and saw her off herself 😭😭😭😭 this shot of her closing her eyes, gosh this made me really emotional, especially considering what comes next

She did mourn her death!!!! Not only that but she called her “her child”!!!!! Although she appears inexpressive, it must’ve been so hard to see the children you raised part like that.

And considering we’re talking about a whole orphanage, this is definitely not her first time, and won’t be her last either, it must be so hard to be the director of the House :(

Now, I gotta say I like her character even more after all this 😭😭😭😭

I am all for villains who are actually evil and nasty flawed people and I do like characters like that as well, but I feel like in Alrecchino’s case, it was kinda necessary for her to have a softer side?

I mean, again, we’re talking about an orphanage here. Her underlings are literally her own children, children like her who were abandoned at a young age, had nowhere to go and no one to take care of them. Not only that, but she has to train them to become underground agents and deal with dangerous situations at a young age. To become criminals even.

And this is all without even mentioning that she had to deal with generational trauma too. It’s a tendency for this type of children to become the opposite of their parents, and try to do better than them even if they do still have their own flaws. And I think this is shown wonderfully in Arlecchino.

She tries to put a front of a cold and strict father, but on the inside, she’s not as ruthless as she makes herself out to be. Even to the Traveler, who has been an “enemy” of the Fatui in various situations, she did not care about it and instead judged them to be a valuable ally (AND SHE WAS NOT WRONG!!!!)

It's really no wonder Lyney admires her and wants to be like her. Tbh I would feel the same way if I were in his shoes LOL Lynette and Freminet seem to respect her a lot as well, from what I've seen in the Archon quests and the story quests I mean.

I did not read all of the Hearth siblings lore however, so I may be missing some information about how she raised them, and there’s still the story quest and the Boss fight that still wasn’t released and I don’t look at this type of leaks LOL but still, you got my point!

Another point I wanna mention is that this front of cold, unfeeling and harsh could be considered her flaw, even if it’s just a mask.

I mean, it is considered a toxic trait to pretend to be something you’re not. It could be people pleasing (no shame btw I am one myself), could be narcissistic traits like the previous Knave showed, and it could be pretending to be tougher than you really are, like in Arlecchino’s case.

In this case, she’s not only neglecting her own feelings and not letting them out (i.e.: not crying for her child’s death for example), but it can give the wrong impression to her children as well.

It gives the impression that she doesn’t care about them, especially at a young age, and especially considering they’re homeless children who have already been abandoned by their biological parents, and by the world itself.

According to studies on psychology, this situation makes children even more vulnerable to insecurity, low self-esteem, and gives them even more need for emotional connection and reassurance, which Arlecchino doesn't give them bc she's cold.

So yeah, Arlecchino IS still flawed and questionable in her own way, the children do feel the effect of this and her “good side” was necessary for her position and done wonderfully in my opinion.

Personally, I LOVE it when villains/anti-heroes are unhinged at the right people/moments but at the same time still have their kind side and their own issues. I mean, questionable people in real life do also have their good side, and this is exactly what makes them fucking nasty when they're nasty.

But I'll definitely talk more about this whenever I do make a post about Firefly from Star Rail! Gosh I have so much to say about her, just wait for me guys!!!

[originallandlockedmariner]

"Trying to define yourself is like trying to bite your own teeth." (Alan Watt) I pronounce it Tyoosday. I’m usually the first to text. I haven’t worn underwear since the tenth grade. I like to make situations awkward when given the opportunity. I always say hi to dogs and moo at cows. I’m a courtesy flusher, wicked awesome steering wheel guitarist, and I open chip bags with my teeth. I believe in chivalry, ghosts, manners, manifestation and using my turn signal. I’m a girl drink drunk. I have zero energy for liars. Sleestaks, Ogopogo, Witchy Poo, Linda Blair, and boiled brussels sprouts terrified me as a child. I think vulnerability, a woman’s confidence, and conversations that last for hours are incredibly sexy. I have 7 scars, some are visible. When I laugh hard, it turns into a wheeze and the back of my head throbs. I am vulgar. Like a lot. I wasn’t a fan of Fifty Shades of Grey; preferred Topping From Below. On the rare occasion, I actually finish a book I’ve started reading. I have never eaten at Olive Garden. The first album I bought with my own money was KISS Alive II. I’m stupid stubborn. I’ve been to eleven weddings and half as many funerals. I don’t buy birthday cards or Christmas cards, I make them. I’m secretly still a LEGO maniac and will always be a neighbor of Mister Rogers. Chances are, I’m up before you every single morning. I don’t like cilantro or olives. I’ve been a teacher longer than I haven’t.  Nine is my favourite number. Over the years, I’ve been thelandlockedmariner, withouthaste, and various shades of asshole. Like Anthony, I’m a cheap, nasty, low-down, trailer park, burger slut. I have never traveled in Europe. Hopeless Romantic/Filthy Mind. My reputation has been tarnished over the years, but I’m proud of who I am. I still can’t tell the difference between a sweet potato and a yam. I’ve bumbled my way through speeches to a four grad classes and a thousand or so unimpressed family members. I met Dave Grohl and Jennifer Lopez in the same day. I had my first tattoo at 19 and its now covered over. I am private and yet a completely open book. I lost my virginity to the song Rocketman. I broke the same collarbone twice. I say fuck too much. Like a fucking lot. I prefer not to make reservations. I am ferociously loyal to a fault. Creativity is my catharsis. Most days, I exist in two places. I have three equally spaced moles on each side of my belly button. I use voice to text when I can’t remember how to spell a word. I overthink far too often. I have a very unhealthy frame addiction. I’d rather show up in person than online shop. And after nearly half a century, I finally found my home… and her name is Jaime.

@daily-esprit-descalier

[enigmaticdiary]

and so i have been thinking thoughts...

elicited from the new trailer. copy and pasted from my discord cause i do all my thinkin there n_n;;

claudia + louis

when i think back to the book and the movie claudia was obviously an extremely important turning point in louis' life but it never felt like she was... the center of it you know? despite the fact that she was that glue that kept louis tethered to anything human in him.

but the book felt like he was just telling his story to be a. Sad pathetic man thing for the sake of it. cause he had no purpose to exist alone. to exist without claudia or lestat (or armand but their dynamic is. different and dicier) but after claudia is killed something about her presence and the years she spent with louis while alive felt... shrugged off in a way? and its likely because she didn't really have much of an identity outside of him and lestat which is understandable because she was significantly more vulnerable in the book than in the show, so she lacked that autonomy to have that choice to exist outside of them.

and when madeleine was brought into the picture for her to get that autonomy it was unfortunately already too late...

~~[mild separation of thoughts because i left to take a shower]~~

theres a few things i want to mention. just thoughts in my head. claudia dies fighting HARD for her autonomy as a person and a vampire. in comparison to louis who in all honesty has (DEBATABLY) lived without a shred of having his own autonomy. with lestat, lestats love (as claudia very smartly puts it) keeps him in a box. louis is financially dependent on him as a black man in the jim crow era once he loses the azalea, hes cut off from his family, he has NO ONE.

the brief time of just him and claudia is a good moment in time for both of them , trying to discover vampiric history together(tho in the show it looks like before they get to paris its gonna be absolute dogshit in comparison to the book), but in louis' case i feel like its guided by guilt and some form of obligation, because if he didnt go with claudia–who was already set to do this traveling alone before lestat dragged her back–where WOULD he have gone? stayed in new orleans with lestat in the dump just waiting to crawl out? i think he would sooner kill himself if he was left alone like that.

with armand…………… loumand is definitely better than loustat in extremely complex ways that i cant put into words right now but simultaneously even worse because of HOW armand preys on louis. there is absolutely love between them and i wont deny it but armand is so INSANELY dependent on the love of others to give meaning to his existence that he leverages louis' weaknesses and frailities to ensure that they will spend an eternity together. like he was plotting from the second he met louis and claudia. he kills claudia and madeleine, which then makes louis kill all the other vampires of the coven, so that there is no one left, NO ONE for louis to be able to turn to for solace.

i think that him remembering what actually happened to him up until the present is so important to him because he'll finally be able to realize that he hasnt been allowed to properly exist for himself the entire duration of him being a vampire. and maybe he can decide what he wants to do, for himself.

devil's minion... (in the present)

[these thoughts are referring to a tweet that wonders if armand is going to end up alone in the end. note: i am not versed in devil's minion lore. i'm getting there but as of this post i have not reached it]

saw this [the tweet] and audibly exclaimed GOOD

i love armand but the guy is genuinely evil and has wronged every single character hes come across including lestat which i find is hard to do

I know ppl are excited for armandaniel and devils minion but Im not..going to lie ive been REALLY skeptical of it and how it would be explored in the context of the show without severely wronging louis and doing him EXTREMELY dirty.

people are allowed to like it in the bubble of the books but theres a really big shift in dynamic for the show in the fact that ... armand has definitely done... Something to daniel and louis, of what i cant say. but with the way that things are going, an ending in which daniel sides with armand after finding out exactly what armand did to louis and claudia in paris does NOT sit well with me?

and i love loumand but I am so uneasy about the inevitable breakup in regards to whats gonna happen AFTER it. I feel like daniel now is wise enough to not chase after a guy who is diabolically selfish and broken and leave louis behind to live out the vampire fantasy dreams of his youth. and in the trailer too im getting. Loudaniel vibes in terms of reconciling their past with the previous interview. And Heres my theory for Devils minion BUT ITS LOUDANIEL INSTEAD OF ARMANDANIEL (1/689)

[inkkayyy]

ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴀɴ ᴏᴜᴛꜱɪᴅᴇ ᴘᴇʀꜱᴘᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ    >ꜱᴇᴏ ᴄʜᴀɴɢʙɪɴ  [ ᴛᴡᴏ ]

It’s a shock, one that makes Changbin freeze briefly before wrapping him in a tight hug.

The pair had been through hard times, but he had never seen her cry. Not once.

[ from an outside perspective]     [ sunhee’s masterlist ]

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180207

When Seo Changbin first saw Kang Sunhee cry, it was an anomaly. 

Graduation is a sentimental time. It marked the end of an era. Debut was just around the corner- marked for a mere month away. And as he attends his last ever class- the day before grad, he begins to wonder if he’d miss it. Then their mathematics teacher hands out a sheet- a compulsory test (that won’t even be marked) just to ‘see how much they’d really learnt’.

He won’t miss it. Not really. He’ll miss the people. School gave him an excuse to see his friends on a regular basis. And he knows that will be hard once they graduate and he becomes an idol (disregarding the fact he’s halfway there because of the survival show). 

He and Sunhee walk back to the dorms, talking about graduation. “I still can’t believe they aren’t coming.”

She frowned, eyebrows creasing. “Who’s not coming?”

“The members- they told us last night, remember?” He paused to look at her.

It takes a few seconds but the conversation seemed to dawn on her as a sad and miserable ‘Oh’ tumbled past her lips. 

“Guess it will just be you and me yeah? Maybe I’ll finally get to meet your sister.” It’s a teasing change of subject one so blatantly obvious but he entertained anyway. Forcing Sunhee to talk about something she didn’t want to was never a good idea.

So he thinks that’s it. They moved on talking about the upcoming shoot for their debut trailer- about how he’d been grumpy about the undercut they gave him- irritated by the fringe and how she’d had to do some voice over dubbing.

But that wasn’t it. Because later, into the hours of the night when they’re all in their dorm, cramped and messy as usual, Sunhee crawled into his bunk sobbing. 

Her breath came out in quiet hiccups and even in the dark he can see the way light reflects off her tear tracks. The tiny red dot from the smoke alarm, moonlight streaming in from the window, Hyunjin’s night light that he leaves on so none of them trip over in the middle of the night.

It’s a shock, one that makes Changbin freeze briefly before wrapping him in a tight hug. They’re a similar height (she’s actually slightly taller than him- which she never lets him forget) but with how Sunhee's curled herself up next to him, on the tiny single mattress, she felt so small.

The pair had been through hard times, but he had never seen her cry. Not once. 

When they’d been in the survival show, he assumed she did- they all did. But Sunhee made an effort to remove herself from the situation. She would steel her nerves and blink away the moisture brimming her eyes.

This was different. 

Her breath hitched with every inhale and he could feel the way her hand fisted tight against the sleeves of his hoodie to avoid the tell tale shake they tremmored with. He’s got one leg draped over his, her head curled onto his chest and she tries to stay quiet. He snakes one hand around her waist, rubbing circles onto her back, as his other slowly took her fist away from his hoodie, instead choosing to hold it with his own. Her nails would have dug into his skin if they were any longer but her habit of biting them when stressed prevented that.

“What's wrong?” Changbin murmured. 

Sunhee’s breath hitched once more as she forced the words out. “I’m going to be alone. At graduation. No one is coming to see me finish school.”

Oh. He really should have realised that one a bit sooner. Sunhee struggled with Korea- not in the sense of directions of the language (at least not as much any more) but the fact it wasn’t Australia. He’d been told that she used to get really homesick, enough that the company had allowed her to actually travel home the year before, something trainees were rarely offered. 

“I’ll be there.” He murmured, holding her a little closer. “And the others wanted to be, you know that.”

“Still, it’s a little pathetic isn’t it? No family coming to my graduation?” She scoffed, a wet sound betrayed by the way her tears lead onto his hoodie. “Aren’t your parents supposed to take you out for jjajangmyeon or something? One of the girls in class asked me where i was going.“

“I’m not sure Mum’s picked out some place for us, I think it’s fancier then you're used to but you’ll manage just fine.”

“Us?”

“Yeah,” his brows furrowed, glancing down at her face. Sunhee’s eyes were shiny with tears. “I told you that we’d eat together after graduation. Did you forget?”

She blinked. “Your parent’s are okay with that?”

He tried not to laugh too loudly, but the rumble of his chest was not lost to Sunhee. “I think they’d skin me if I didn’t- no way they were gonna let you eat alone after graduation.”

And that was true. Sunhee had spent weekends at the Seo family house, come over for dinners and the public holidays that were offered to her, truly Changbin’s mother loved Sunhee. So of course, when talking to Changbin about after graduation lunch, she’d insisted that Sunhee was to come with them- if she didn’t already have plans. He could have sworn he’d asked her, and his mum had already booked a table for five, but maybe it had slipped his mind.

“I just thought I'd go with the others who aren’t at school for the day.” She whispered. 

“Nope, you’re coming with me.”

“Okay.“ There’s a smile ghosting her lips as she tucks herself a little tighter against his side, and Changbin messes with his duvet until it’s draped over the both of them. 

Sleep comes easily after that.

And the next morning she was still there, and Jeongin who was rousing from his own bunk looked at them curiously, but Changbin just waved him off with one hand. It’s not until they all start to disperse, with Hyunjin and Seungmin off to their own schools, and the others heading to schedules, does Changbin call his mum.

He waits until Sunhee’s in the shower- for the sound of the water running before he steps cautiously out onto the balcony, February chill cutting through his uniform blazer with ease.

“How’s my highschool graduate feeling?” She teases, clearly thrilled that both her kids are now finished school.

“Ah- good.” He replied, a little embarrassed by the eagerness in her voice. “Can I ask you a favour mum?”

“Sure.”

“Could you pick up some flowers for Sunhee? The other members can’t come to our graduation and neither can her family.”

“Oh of course!” His mum sounded thrilled and it made Changbin smile. “What kind does she like, any favourites? Or should I get ones to match her room so they look nice in the dorm?”

“I think any would be fine- but maybe something simple, she’s not one for dramatics.”

And sure enough, when they make it to the hall, once their homeroom teachers had handed over their diplomas with a huge smile (maybe she was glad to be rid of them, maybe she was just thrilled the lot of them made it- who knows) Changbin’s mother holds two bouquets. One was a bunch of baby’s breath, swaddled in brown paper that she extended to him with a grin. “My boy!”

She was hugging him so tight he might’ve passed out, but eventually she relented, running a hand down his hair and onto his cheek. She looks so proud.

Changbin’s dad pulled him forwards for a firm handshake but gave up halfway through and hugged him instead. His sister followed suit, taking time to mess up his hair as well.

But when Changbin turned around, he was met once again, with the sight of Sunhee’s teary eyes. 

Her arms were wrapped tightly around Changbin’s mum, who coo’s and hugs her back. In one hand, Sunhee held the second Bouquet, one of white tulips. She sniffled and blinked at him. Changbin smiled.

“Oh, Sunhee dear- stop crying, it’s your graduation day!” His mum exclaimed, pulling back to hold Sunhee’s face in her palms, brushing gentle thumbs across her cheeks to whip away the stray tears. She offered a wet laugh before replying “You bought me flowers.”

“That we did.” 

And then Sunhee threw herself at Changbin, an embrace that was so whole, then he stumbled back a step as her arms flew over his shoulders. And it was a different sort of crying, one that was laced with laughter and tipped with unhidden smiles. He liked it more than the tears he’s seen before.

She felt warm against him, and her chest vibrated with the laughs that tumbled from her lips. He squeezed tightly, and knew this would not be a moment he forgot. He would certainly not pretend to understand her, not when the members turned up five minutes later, with a camera man, saying it was a prank that they’d been asked to film.

And when Felix hugged Sunhee so tightly, congratulating her on graduating in Korea of all places she swayed in his arms, and when Minho threw an arm over her shoulder, bringing her close, she was cautious to hold the bouquet gently- she didn’t dare let anyone else touch her flowers, nor did she stray from Changbin’s side.

Their manager informed them that all nine of the members will be having jajangmyeon for dinner and that it would be filmed. The others (those who could attend, Seungmin and Hyunjin sadly at school) headed back for schedules soon after. She’s affected by it, the fact that they did show up after all, and she would have people to celebrate her graduation with, but cried about it anyway- how much it bothered he couldn’t quite tell, she was alway good at hiding that away. But he knows enough, he’s not sure how but he does. So he slipped his hand into hers and tugged her away from his family for a bit, heading over to their classmates.

Changbin’s sister followed the pair around as the designated photographer, taking photos of them with friends, Jihoon shows off the bright pink flowers his brother had picked out as Jaewoo takes great joy in spinning his diploma around on one finger, and Sunhee sends the picture of their friend group, all seven of them, off to her mum. 

And when it’s time to leave, she grinned the whole car ride to the restaurant, happily chatting away with Changbin’s mum.

There’s a moment, just one, when her phone pings and it comes back with a picture from her mum; both her brother and Mum seated at the dining room table, a vase full of flowers  (he think’s they’re daisies?) between them and plates of jajangmyeon on the table. Sunhee almost cries again, but she blinks them away with a sniffle and sends back a series of emoticon hearts.

He doesn’t understand Kang Sunhee, she’s an anomaly and always will, but he’ll take the pieces she offers, learn about the parts she chooses to show him and hold her close when she needs it- because Changbin knows she would too.

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[secondgenerationnerd]

I just don’t think they can be as badass as Lian and Mari. They come from two badass super families and Milagro is just one of the few thousand GL and irey can run super fast

Right, so I again am assuming you’re coming from a good place. So I’m going to explain from my perspective why I think they’re badasses.

In terms of Comic Milagro, you’re right, we don’t know much about her. Hell, she’s not even a lantern as far as I’m aware. However. In my cannon, she became a lantern at 10 years old. She was forced into this life, but that gives her a clarity to point out the bullshit Legacy heroes don’t notice.

Like someone calling her friend a slur in front of a group of adults that have done nothing to protect said friend. She’ll take the ‘disciplinary action’ for breaking the asshole’s nose.

She might be one of many GL, but her ring is not the only thing she does as a hero. She learned how to fix essentially all the iconic vehicles driven by various league members and assisted in the redesign of multiple hero uniforms. More than that, and yes this is very important, she is a latina girl. Yes, we have Jessica Cruz, but think of how little kids look up to teenagers. She comes from a normal family. But she’s a hero. She. Is. A. Hero. And she doesn’t look like me, I’m a white girl, I can find heroes that look me, but not everyone has that luxury. Think about the shot in the Blue Beetle Trailer of the little boy seeing Jaime. It. Matters.

I, personally, designed her character to break the stereotype of how “Badass Women” should look. Not sure what I mean? Look at any action movie, superhero show/movie, etc and tell me how the Heroines are dressed. How many are in a tank top/plain shirt, leather jacket, jeans, and some kind of boot (combat or low heeled)? How many have that Pretty Woman moment of “look how nice I clean up which everyone will comment on”? Her femininity, her love of fashion and knitting and telenovelas and all the other feminine things are things I never see “Badass women do.”

Femininity and Badassery are not part of a dichotomy.

Miss Iris Anne West II’s family is full of scientists and reporters. Frankly more badass than either the Bats or the Arrows because they don’t have a huge fortune to fall back on. Her Great Uncle was hit by lightning. Her father gave himself powers at 12 years old (give or take) by recreating the experiment of said Great Uncle. Her family has created and destroyed and changed so many timelines. Their rogues have one of the strictest codes of honor compared to every other Villian. In the old Justice League Cartoon, Wally didn’t even have to fight his bad guy! Just told him to go to jail after having a conversation about the guy being off his meds and why it’s important he take them.

And circling back—Her family being full of reporters and scientists gives her both highly inquisitive mind and the skills to answer her questions. Knowing the difference between The Truth and The Story was drilled into her from birth. The Story is what everyone says happened in order to make the facts fit nice and neat. The Truth is what actually happened, regardless of it being “neat”. Do you know how hard it can be to hold thag belief when the rest of the world demands conformity?

“Irey can run super fast” you’re right. That is the basis of her powers, but not the entirety of them. According to her Prime Earth and New Earth Wiki pages, the full breath of her powers include:

Speed Force Conduit

Accelerated Healing, including Toxic Immunities

Enhanced Senses

Phasing

Speedforce Aura

Superhuman Duribility

Superhuman Stamina

Superhuman Reflexes

Superhuman Agility

Vortex Creations

Dimension Travel

Electrokensis

Molecular Acceleration

Telekekisis, which she often uses to pull her brother towards her.

In Prime Earth, the current run of the character, she is also noted to become the most power speedster in the world.

Again, I assume you ask this in good faith, so I will ask you a good faith question as well—Why did you only ask me about the Omega girls? By your own logic, Damian and Jon are more badass than Colin and Jai, but you only asked me about the girls.

[camaro-and-smokes]

Nightmares

Chapter 2: Eddie

Warnings for this chapter: Major Character Death Tags for this chapter: Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Nightmares, Implied/Referenced Character Death. See all tags and warnings etc for the whole fic on AO3.

Moodboard by the wonderful @a-redharlequin

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Summary: Being eaten alive by the demobats hadn't been the way Eddie had thought he would die. And it wasn't. It was the accidental slip of a surgeon's knife that did that.

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He's laying on his back on the ground, in front of the trailer, looking up at the sky. A lightning strikes, and the plasma travels through the cloudy sky, turning the dull blue darkness into bright red. He's in the middle of a storm, but there's no hard wind or rain. Just the sound of distant thunder and the lightning.

It's almost calming, and it makes him sad. He might actually enjoy this grotesque show if the circumstances were different. If he wasn't about to die.

He can already see the swarm and hear its screams. It's a massive living organism flying towards him, morphing into different shapes as it aims in his direction. If he didn't know what they were and what they were up to, he might even think it was beautiful.

But he knows they're coming for him and there's nothing he can do to stop them. So he just lays there, waiting for the inevitable.

Suddenly, the swarm vanishes and everything goes silent. He can only hear the rush of his own blood in his ears. The noise intensifies and becomes overwhelming. His blood boils and he feels it burning his veins and the fire seeping into his tissues.

He's never been in pain like this before. He tries to roll on the ground to extinguish the flames, but what burns inside him doesn't have flames. So, he screams, louder than he ever thought he could.

Now the burning is in every single nerve-ending of his body, still reaching deeper inside him and turning his existence into pure anguish. He wishes for death, but he's trapped in this agony. His lungs still work and his heart is still beating, and the horrible thought of actually not dying but instead of being in this agony for the rest of time pierces his mind.

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Eddie felt a warm hand on his cheek luring him back into the real world. He opened his eyes and was met with two blue sapphires boring into him. Billy smiled. ”You were muttering in your sleep,” he whispered. ”Sorry,” Eddie mumbled. ”It's okay. I wasn't sleeping, anyway.” ”Are the scars aching again?” ”Mm-hmm. It's the motherfucking anniversary day after tomorrow." Eddie reached for his phone. ”It's almost eight!” he gasped. “Fuck! Steve left without me. Again." ”You were twisting and turning all night. He knew you'd be tired anyway, and I was awake, so I drove him to work.” ”I bet you even had sex,” Eddie scoffed as he tossed the phone back on the nightstand. ”Hey, Mr. Grumpy-Jealous, we can have sex right now too, you know.” ”So, you two had sex, then?” ”No. We had breakfast, and I drove him to work. He told me to give you a kiss on his behalf. If you're like this, I won't do that. Is there a problem?” ”No,” Eddie muttered and turned his back to Billy.

Billy moved Eddie's hair away from his neck and kissed it softly. ”That's the one from Steve.” He pulled the blanket down from Eddie's shoulder and kissed the tattoo of Baldrog on it, moving closer to Eddie's ear by dropping tiny kisses on his skin along the way. "And those are from me," he whispered straight into Eddie's ear. ”Wanna tell me what's going on, baby?” ”He feels so distant. It's like I can't reach him at all,” Eddie whispered after a while. ”He should wake me up. It's our deal. I take him to work and pick him up if I can. What's so hard about that...” Billy interrupted him. ”Bambi, there's no need to get all worked up about it. He just didn't want you to...” ”Steve is a fucking people pleaser and always putting everyone else's needs and worries before him," Eddie exasperated. ”Baby, it's just one day...” ”He's done it the whole week.” Billy was silent for a while. ”I didn't know. He hasn't told me.”

Eddie turned on his back and stared at the ceiling. ”He's slipping away from me.” ”No, he's not.” Billy sighed. “Have you talked to him about how you feel? How him not waking you up and thus keeping you from keeping your end of the deal makes you feel?” When Eddie didn't reply, Billy rolled his eyes. ”Jesus Christ, Eddie, talk with him if something bothers you. I can't intermediate between you two.” ”But now that you know, you'll tell him?” Eddie asked quietly. ”Eddie. He loves you.” Billy sighed. “Fuck. Why is it I always have to be the one opening the doors between the two of you?” ”Because we love you and when it's not about you, you can't but to be chill about it?” Eddie said and looked at Billy pleadingly. Billy tsked. ”Don't you fucking dare give me the doe eyes, Munson! Ugh!” He flopped onto his back on the bed. ”I hate you idiots.” Eddie turned on his side and snaked himself under Billy's arm, wrapping his arm around Billy's waist and laying his head on his chest. ”I love you, peaches.” Billy snorted. ”Yeah, I love you too.” After a while he asked, ”Do you have a client today?” ”Yeah. At one.” ”Is it the dragon you drew the other night?” ”Mm-hmm.” ”It was beautiful.” Eddie leaned up on his elbow and looked at Billy. ”You're beautiful,” he whispered.

Billy smiled a wide smile, the kind that made Eddie feel all mushy inside. Eddie gave a peck on Billy's lips. ”I gotta take a leak, but stay here. I'll come back.” Billy raised his eyebrow. ”And then what?” Eddie got up. ”We are going to have a round of...wait for it...sleeping,” he said, doing jazz-hands. Billy laughed. “I can't believe I always laugh at your lousy jokes. You always hit me at the lowest point,” he said and threw a pillow at Eddie.

Billy's laughter was the best thing Eddie knew, and he was determined to make Billy laugh as often as possible. Having accomplished his goal, he smiled all the way to the bathroom.

When he returned, Billy was asleep, hugging Eddie's pillow, his legs sprawled on the bed, hogging the whole mattress. It always exasperated Steve when that happened because he didn't want to disturb Billy. The thing was, Billy didn't mind being disturbed, as long as it was done the right way.

Eddie sat on the bed and traced the scars on Billy's back, his touch light as a feather. The scars were numb to the touch because the mind flayer had fried the nerves underneath them. But the skin between the scars again was overly sensitive. Eddie moved his finger from the scar onto the soft skin, touching it gently just with the tips of his fingers. After a while he saw what he was waiting for: Billy's skin rippling on goose-bumps. "Mm-hmm," Billy let out. "You're hoarding the entire bed again, goldilocks," Eddie said, and stroke Billy's back with his hand. Billy turned on his side, and Eddie slipped under the blanket next to him. Billy glued himself against Eddie, wrapping his arm around Eddie’s waist. "I missed you." "You missed me the whole five minutes I was in the bathroom?" "Yeah." "I'm here, peaches. Not going anywhere."

Soon Billy was snoring lightly, but Eddie couldn't sleep. Not after seeing the fire dream again. Not after being reminded of yet another experimental treatment that was waiting for being injected into him just in a week’s time.

He'd been miraculously saved from the Upside down, but just barely, thanks to Dustin dragging his body through the portal in the trailer into the normal world. He was alive, and the wounds the demobats had done had eventually all healed. That was the good part. The only good part.

The bats had infected him with a virus no one could recognise. Not even Dr. Owens, who'd seen a fair share of medical conditions and viruses that weren't common. And it was impossible to study the virus because whenever it was extracted from Eddie's blood cells, it dissolved. Owens reckoned it didn't survive in the normal world outside Eddie's body. Unfortunately, there was no way to do any long-term medical research in the Upside down, for obvious reasons.

So, he was stuck with the virus. For years he'd been stuffed with antivirals, treated with tailored vaccinations and been given all kinds of experimental treatments. They all worked, sure—for a time. Then the infection flared up again.

He wasn't able to do much of anything when it did that. The burning under his skin was sometimes unbearable, but it couldn't be treated all the time. Otherwise, all antivirals lost their effects. It had happened in the past, a painful way to find out. So, he just had to live with the pain until he could be treated again.

But he was stubborn and didn't allow it to stop him from doing things he wanted to. So, he made tattoos, played the guitar and made songs for Corroded Coffin. The band had become one of the most famous metal bands in the world. When Eddie was better, they played some gigs—a very rare treat for the fans that ensured that all concerts were all sold out within minutes. And they were also a rare treat for Eddie, who loved nothing more than being on stage and interacting with fans.

But the worst was that the virus made his life difficult in the most painful of ways. Because all three of them had been wounded by creatures from the Upside down, Dr. Owens couldn't guarantee that Eddie wouldn't infect both Billy and Steve anytime they had sex. So, they had to be extra careful. Which had been difficult at first. Especially because he'd fallen for Billy before Steve. Billy, who was fragile.

Eddie had met Billy in the therapy group for people who had experienced death first-hand.

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“We have a new participant in the group today,” the nurse said as she welcomed the patients into the group. “Eddie, would you mind introducing yourself and telling a bit about yourself?” “Sure. Uh, hi. I'm Eddie, and I died.” That was pretty much everything he could reveal of his experience. The events leading to his death were part of his NDA that in return guaranteed that Dr. Owens would keep him alive by any means necessary. “Hi Eddie,” the participants said, more or less at the same time. “So, who would like to start today? Just tell us what's going on today in your head.”

Billy glanced at Eddie. “I had another nightmare last night,” he started. “I was falling, and the fall was the best thing I'd ever experienced—before I felt the pull of gravity. And with that I remembered everything that had led into the fall. But mostly what I remembered was regrets, things that had nothing to do with the reason I was there,” he said quietly. Some of the other patients, including Eddie, nodded. “While I was laying in the ground, waiting for death, I just hoped I'd made my uncle proud,” Eddie said. “At least of something.” “Is that a regret too?” the nurse asked. “That I never hadn't had a confirmation of it. That for sure, yeah.”

After the session ended, Eddie found Billy smoking in the hospital yard. He sat on the backrest of the bench Billy was sitting on. “So, gloom group, then?” he asked as he lit a smoke. Billy nodded. “Been here for long?” Billy rubbed his free hand to his thigh, pondering an answer. “Been coming for the group since last autumn, when I was released from the hospital.” Eddie tilted his head. “Aren't you the guy who survived the mall fire?” Billy nodded slowly. “That's the one.” Eddie chewed his lip. “Was it a fire, really?��� Billy turned to look at Eddie, slowly. He blinked slowly. “That's the story.” Eddie looked at Billy for a while. “No bats?” he finally asked. Billy glanced at Eddie and snorted. “No bats. Just three degree burns on most of my body. It's a miracle I survived.” Eddie's brows knitted together. “You don't look like you had burns.” Billy stared at the amber of his smoke before taking a drag. “Curiosity killed the cat.” Eddie raised his hands in a placative gesture. “Didn't mean to pry.” He was quiet for a moment. “I'm Eddie.” “'m Billy.” “Hi Billy,” Eddie said, parroting the tone of the group's greeting. He grinned when he saw Billy smile a little at that.

“So, what happened to you?” Billy asked after a while. “Accident with a motorbike.” Billy grinned. “You don't look like it.” Eddie smirked. “Should've my head fallen off just because I flew off a bike?” Billy stumped his smoke into the ashtray next to the bench and turned to look at Eddie. “That's the story,” Billy drawled. “Right?” Eddie looked at Billy, frowning again. “NDA?” Billy squinted and then nodded once. Eddie raised his brows. “To be honest, that makes more sense than a fire.” He took a drag of his smoke that was almost burned out. “How did you come back?” “A friend. Kept me alive until the paramedics came. Apparently I was brain-dead by then.” “Impressive. A group of friends fought like hell to make me come back. I died for two minutes when I was being operated in the hospital though.“ Billy's face lit up. “You're that Eddie?” Eddie looked at Billy, confused. “Uh...” “Steve. It was Steve and Dustin who brought you back.” Eddie's eyes grew wide. “You know Steve?” Billy's cheeks turned light pink. “Yeah...” “Oh. Well, that's great.” Billy leaned his elbow to the backrest of the bench. “This stays between us, right? NDA and all that?” Eddie flicked the butt of his smoke on the yard and lit another one in a sudden need for more nicotine. “Yeah. One hundred percent.” “I know what happened down there. The concert on the roof and all. Hell of a stunt, by the way.” “Steve told you about that?” “When you know people who know the horrors you've gone through, you do that. You gotta share that shit with someone.” “Has he ever gotten the being dead and coming back part, though?” Billy looked at his feet, then at the hospital buildings surrounding the yard and sighed. “No.” Then he looked back up at Eddie. "But maybe you will."

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Soon after, they'd become friends. Bonding over what they'd experienced, but mostly music, at first. Billy had become the number one fan of Corroded Coffin ever since Eddie played their music to him for the first time. When the band got noticed more, Billy had been on every single gig he could when he wasn’t in too much pain.

Then there were the books. Fantasy, sci-fi and philosophy. Eddie and Billy could spend hours on end talking about human condition from different perspectives—or what Sauron would've become if he hadn't become what he was.

At that point, Eddie fell for Billy. He fell hard, which was bittersweet, because by then he knew Billy was with Steve. But when he confessed it to Billy...

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Eddie was sitting on the side of his bed, picking his fingers as he and Billy listened to the latest Metallica album for the first time. Yet, he hadn't heard one song—because all he could think of was Billy leaning against the wall on the other end of the bed, listening to the music with his eyes closed. “Uh, Billy?” Eddie asked. “Yeah?” Eddie looked at him. “I like you.” Billy opened his eyes and smirked. “It would suck if I was here as much as I am and you'd hate me.” Eddie looked down at his hands. “Yeah, of course we're friends. But I...I didn't mean it like that.” Billy's smirk turned into confusion. “How did you mean it, then?” Eddie looked back at Billy, getting up and sitting next to him. His heart pounded in his chest and his hands were sweating, so he wiped them on his thighs nervously.

Billy placed his fingers on Eddie's chin and turned it towards him. “Like this?” he asked and kissed Eddie. The kiss was light, not rushed and intentional. When Billy let go, Eddie looked at him wide-eyed. “What about Steve?” he whispered, worried. Billy's cheeks turned light pink. “Um...we talked about it. He's okay with it.” Eddie's eyes widened even further and his mouth fell open. “You two talked about...me and you? Together?” “Yeah. I wouldn't cheat on him. And I wouldn't have kissed you unless Steve was okay with it.” “You like me like that too, then?” “Isn't it kinda obvious now?” “And Steve is okay with it?” “Yes.” “Can I hear that from Steve himself?” “You don't trust me?” “It's not something...you know...that you're with someone and then it's okay if they're with someone else, too.” “Of course he didn't like the idea at first. But me liking you doesn't mean he's missing anything. I love him just the same. And he wants me to be happy.” Eddie took a deep breath. “Wow.” Then he frowned. “He's not jealous?” “Oh, he is. But when it's just us two, he can be as possessive as he likes with me.” “You're into that?” Eddie asked, surprised. Billy turned beet red. “It's okay,” Eddie said, and turned to Billy, kissing him softly. “I hope you're into something gentler too.”

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Eddie was still staring at the ceiling when his phone alarm went off at eleven am. “Snooze it,” Billy groaned and tightened his hug on Eddie. “I gotta get up, peaches. I have to open the parlor today.” Billy took a deep breath. “Ever thought of just not doing anything else than doing music?” “Thought of it, yes. Not being able to, though, as long as I have to chip in to us three living together. And for you.” “Yeah. Don't remind me,” Billy scoffed and tried to pull away from Eddie. “Hey, peaches,” Eddie said and pulled Billy back, “Everything I do, I do it for you,” he sang quietly, and kissed the top of Billy's head. “I love you,” Eddie whispered. “I don't say it often enough, but it's all for you. I can't imagine life without you, and I'm fucking crazy about you, still.” “And what about Steve?” Billy muttered. Eddie grinned. “You two were a package deal, so I got two with the price of one." "Ever been sorry for it?" "Nah. Ok, well maybe once..." Billy tickled Eddie's side making him let out a squeal. "I said once, did I?" Eddie laughed.

[therosebunpost]

FOR MY FIRST POST

I was inspired by all the Older!Eddie content thats been running around (my god, I love that man-)

So, this is gonna be suggestive in places, so if your under 18, DNI! Also, theres a bit of a dark twist, so please be aware of the tags!

But basically, its the 90s and you’re a young 20 something who lives in their Van. Maybe you run a blog, or just have very rich parents who don’t care what you do with their money as long as it doesn’t ‘stain their reputation’. Either way, you’re traveling around until you end up in Hawkins. The place where theres been a bunch of spooky shit that happened in the 80s, so you just HAVE to check it out. Plus, maybe you aren’t very good at Van maintenance, so your van just up and died on you. So you have to stay in the trailer park while you try and find someone who can fix it. Maybe on top of that, you can’t reach your parents as quickly, so you’re low on cash too. (I’m envisioning you take a lot of inspo from the 60s-70s. Flower child vibes and all)

In comes Mr. Munson. I’m thinking maybe in his 30s, who is known to help out with cars in the trailer park. The thing is, you gotta barter for it since you don’t have a lot of money. So there you are, doing chores for him. Making him food, tidying things, and of course, constantly asking him about the events of the town. You’ve seen the scars on his body. The occasional sneak peak when he’s changing out of his work clothes, or that one time you accidentally walked in on him when he was running around naked. Frantically getting ready for some thing he’s got going on. “A show.” He grunts at you later as he comes out of his bedroom, embarrassed but dressed. He knows he’s getting older. Knows that he shouldn’t care what someone like you thinks of him, but what he doesn’t know is that the sight of him comes up in your dreams. You really like Mr.Munson, Eddie as he often insists you call him.

You like him more when you actually see what ‘show’ he’s talking about. Explosive and electric, you cant help but wonder why he’s here. Why he isn’t up on some stage, rocking out with the best of them. You tell him as much, and you ride the high of his flustered smile all day long.

It doesn’t even phase you that it’s been a month since you came to Hawkins. That your parents still haven’t contacted you back about the money you need to be able to leave. The mail was slow, and it wasn’t like they were home a lot anyway. They’ll get to you at some point, you weren’t worried. How could you be, when the trailer park felt more like home with each day that passed? Sure, it wasn’t like your old life, but you liked the people. Liked the community of it. Hell, even the other residence of Hawkins weren’t bad either.

You meet the others. Steve, Robin, Nancy, Jonathan. You see how much they care about the gaggle of young adults who seem to follow them around. Yet, you notice something else too. The look in their eyes when you mention looking into the History of Hawkins. The way Nancy’s eyes flit up stairs, as if mentally checking to make sure something’s there. The subtle tensing of Steve’s jaw. The way Dustin rubs at his leg, which he limps on every so often. The dimness in Jane’s and Will’s eyes.

You dont bring it up anymore. You still look, sure, but it’s not as frequent. Just the occasional muse through different articles, when you have a minute alone. It’s rare though, when that happens. Between hanging out with Dustin and the gang, to making sure Mr. Munson Eddie, eats something decent, you don’t feel inclined to chase ghost stories. To believe rumors, especially from certain Hawkins residents.

Not when your chasing something else now.

You really like Eddie. He’s sweet, and kind even if he had a bit of a grumpy streak. Fair in all your dealings, sometimes even throwing in some free weed that you guys end up smoking in your van. He really likes you too, you’re so certain of it. It’s hard not to catch that vibe when his gaze lingers just a bit too long, or when you both sit just a bit too close to each other. When his voice goes all low, and smokey as he talks to you. When your laid back against the pillows of your pull out bed, the twinkling fairy lights dazzling due to the weed, and he lets his hand graze along your arm. You wish he’d touch you more. Sure, you were glad he was respectful with you. Following your lead when it came to contact, but just once you wish he’d just make a move.

Eddie wishes he could too. He thinks about it all the time. What it’d be like to kiss you, to hold you against him, to let his fingers run through your hair…but then things take a turn that he’ll never forgive himself for. He only lets himself think about it in the dark of night, as he buries another lifeless animal in the backyard. What would your blood taste like? Sweet? A little salty? Tangy like a fresh fruit? His fangs burn with it, that desire to sink them inside. When you curl against his chest in your van, hidden from the world, he’s glad that the weed seems to settle him. To fill him with lead, so he doesn’t spring at the pulse of your heartbeat.

He hates himself for it. Hates himself, so much, but he cant just distance himself from you either. So, he stays where he is. Letting you initiate things, but never letting himself have that freedom. He knows you like him, and knows that if things were different, you might just be perfect for him. You are perfect, and thats why he can’t let himself tell you how he feels. He’d never, ever forgive himself if it was you he had to bury next.

[doubleddenden]

Time to talk about things I'm excited about again

New Fate/Samurai Remnant trailer! it's only in Japanese for now, and it was quickly privated from the original uploader

HOWEVER, there's still a lot of cool things to look at here.

First of all, i'll be honest, I saw this originally thanks to a twitter user that archived it and looked at the various stuff you can get with it, so a lot of my "official" info that isn't visually made clear in the trailer will be regurgitated from what they've said. here's the thread and another video (just in case this one gets taken down)

Okay, so time for a deep dive under the cut:

first off

Musashi (which that IS Musashi and this is not a Scathatch=Skadi or similar situation) is apparently a Berserker

The MC is most likely Iori- there's a few reasons why this is significant, both in terms of actual history (which plays a role for Fate, obviously) and Fate lore in general

A. Historical relevancy: Iori is one of the children that IRL Miyamoto Musashi bought/adopted from his original parents, and taught them his signature sword style.

B. Lore relevancy: The Musashi we're familiar with in Fate is from another world where she's female- at least in terms of Fate/Grand Order lore. Musashi sort of gets rejected by reality/gets tossed in and out of alternate dimensions here and there, and other than official story canon, she does play a fun and significant role in Summer 4. Here she appears in the Summer Singularity of Las Vegas as a Berserker and also keeps trying (and failing) to convince the group she is actually Iori. It's a fun story but hard to argue as canon due to the nature of event singularities and especially summer ones

3. I'm very sure you can tell if you look closely, but the black haired servant with the white shirt is definitely a Saber face- I think this one actually has Artoria's VA. I posted previously after the last trailer, but they have Artoria's hairstyle and the little ahoge that's pretty much signature to Saber Faces (sans Alters). To me they seem of Chinese origin judging by dress and swords, and it also seems like they have some water ability? Which is strange but cool. If anyone's smart enough to try and figure that one out, go for it. I'd personally look through old Chinese folktales or rulers that have some association to water, or maybe was a man suspected of being a woman/vice versa (which is why Artoria is a woman instead of a man). Maybe a swordsman that traveled or migrated to Japan, too.

4. This is DEFINITELY a Holy Grail War, it's the only way someone like Jalter could show up like this- However the fact that she's even here to begin with must mean there's something wonky going on, since her existence in FGO is pretty much only because of Chaldea's interference. It could also just be a separate instance of fuckery going on, especially considering we have ANOTHER Avenger class here- Angry Mango himself (i can't remember how to spell the name). Maybe another tainted grail?

5. Speaking of Angra, he looks different- like he's not using Shiro as a base body anymore. He has face stubble- Kiritsugu, maybe? It wouldn't be the first time Kiritsugu and Shiro have had similar Servant counterparts. It could also be another of Musashi's kids imo.

6. Speaking of Shiro, or more specifically Fate/Stay Night

This place looks familiar, almost like the shrine where Saber and Assassin fought each other in FSN, aka the shrine Caster was holding out in. Now this might be a stretch, but what if this is Fuyuki from the past? If this is Iori's time, this would be around the 1600s, roughly 400 years prior to Stay Night. The fact that the new Saber Face is also here seems rather significant imo

7. The extra Servants look cool- I'm betting the big guy with the green is maybe another Hercules form or possibly Samson, which would be a first for Fate I think. He does have long hair, anyway.

8. The music used is similar to the Shimousa fighting music from FGO's Shimousa arc

Anyway, the early September release date for Japan is pretty awesome. I doubt it'll release that early for us, and in fact that may be why they retracted the video? unclear. Personally i hope it comes out later so i can actually save and buy it instead of passing it up for a wedding lol

I can't wait for it, it looks fun

[weirdos-am-i-right]

Fuck Traveling// Pete Davidson x reader

Request from @annalayton19

Hi! I’m a new follower and I really like your stuff! Could I request a Pete Davidson x reader (angst to fluff) where Pete is on tour or filming away from home and the reader is left behind. After like 6 months of being apart Pete starts to get tired of the long distance and basically like done with it. And then he realizes his mistake and comes home to make it up to her! I’m sorry if that’s super long! Also if this imagine doesn’t interest you, then no sweat! Thank you so much in advance 💕

A/n: This took so much less time then I thought it would. Anyway, here you go, I really hope you like it!

Warning: angst, swearing, like one cigarettes

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Six months. Six months was an extremely long time to be away from someone you loved.

Y/n sat on the couch, a small pout on her lips. She looked at Pete—her boyfriend of a year—and frowned. “I wish I could go with you.” Pete frowns too, and sits down next to her.

“I know. I wish you were coming with me too. But hey, it’s only a couple of months, all right? I’ll be back before you know it.” He kissed her cheek.

“I just wish my contract would let me. You have no idea how annoying it is to not be able to do things because of freaking Marvel.” She groans, falling on her back with a slight ‘plop’.

“Well, because of freaking Marvel, you are one of the best actresses out there. And I know you’re going to kill it with filming. My tour isn’t even that cool. It’ll broke you to death.” He jokes, leaning back on the arm of the couch.

“Babe, you’re a comedian.”

“Oh right, I forgot.” He grabs her arm, and pulls her up into his chest. “I love you, okay?” He lifts her chin up, and kisses her. “So fucking much. We’ll face time everyday, I’ll call you every evening and wish you goodnight.”

“Okay.” She looked over a the clock, and sighed. “We have to go. Your flight is leaving soon.” He brushes hair behind her ear, bringing her eyes back to him.

“I love you. It’ll be over before you know it.”

“I love you, too.”

********

The car ride to the airport was long, and quiet. Pete was driving, he had one hand on the steering wheel, and one hand on Y/n’s leg, rubbing small circles into the center of her thigh.

She knew she was going to miss him so much, but she also knew she was going to be extremely busy with filming, so it wouldn’t be as bad.

Once they were at the gate, they tearfully hugged, and she kissed him. “All right, now get out of here. We’re not doing that rom-com turn back at the last second goodbye.” She laughed at him, tears steaming down her face a bit. He wiped one with his thumb, and kissed her again. “Love you. Now go, so I get to watch you walk away.”

“Really?”

“Yes.” She turns around, and starts walking back to her car. She knew he hated leaving her too, but he was a lot better at hiding emotions then she was, that was one of the only things she learned while dating him.

She got in her car, and put her head on her steering wheel.

She groans, and leans back. Starting her car, she pulled out of the airport, and drove home.

**********

The first few months were the worst. Y/n hated going to bed alone, the left side of the bed always cold.

She was filming almost every day, and seeing her co-workers and friends always cheered her up, after all she had been working with the same people for quite some time now, so she felt comfortable around them.

The fourth month was slowly becoming easier. She got use to coming home to no one there, and making dinner for herself. She still talked to Pete every day, texting him good morning, and Goodnight, and FaceTiming him a lot during the day.

Though she knew he loved her, she felt as though he was slightly pulling away. The FaceTime calls were short, and he never texted her back right away like he use to.

“And so, we we’re almost done with the shoot, so close I could practically taste the coffee in my trailer waiting for me, and then Kevin calls cut, and he makes us do the whole scene over again! I swear, I was about to strange that man. Ugh, I can’t wait til you come home. Only two more weeks, I can’t believe we made it.” Y/n rants, talking to Pete on the phone.

“Uh huh. Cool.” He wasn’t looking at her, instead his attention was somewhere else. Y/n frowns, tilting her head a bit.

“Pete…are, are you okay?” That seemed to catch his attention, and he finally looked at the screen.

“What? I’m fine.”

“Okay…you just seem so…different lately. I don’t know, maybe it’s just me, but you seem like you don’t have time for me anymore. Or if you do, you don’t like talking to me.” Pete scoffs.

“Of course I don’t have time for you right now. I’m in between shows, I’m driving to one as we speak. I mean, god forbid I get a minute to myself without my agents or you calling me.” Pete snapped.

“Wha-I’m just talking to you. If you didn’t want to, you could have said something.”

“That’s bullshit you would have thrown a fucking hissy fit or something.” He rolls his eyes.

“That’s not true. I understand when people are tired, believe me I would know.”

“Would you?”

“Yes!” She had tears stinging her eyes. “Of course I do, you’re forgetting what I do for a living. I work from 6 am to whenever we finish which most of the time is in the middle of the night. I have to re-do the same scene about ten times because RDJ won’t stop making jokes in the middle of the scene!”

“Oh, sorry, I forgot about your super-star actress life.”

“Why are you being so mean to me? I was only concerned about you.”

“Mean? What are you, five? I can’t-I can’t do this anymore.” She huffs, crossing her arms.

“What do you talking about? Are you breaking up with me?”

“Wh-”

“Because then fine. If you don’t want to be with me, I don’t have to take this shit. I’ll be with someone who, oh, I don’t know is actually here.”

“Oh that’s fucking rich, you know I can’t be there, don’t even do that.” She scoffs.

“I don’t care. You want to act like a petty bitch, I have no problem doing it right back.”

“No, I think you’re just a petty bitch.” She wipes her eye, and he laughs dryly. “Oh of course you’re crying.”

“Shut up. If you don’t want to be with me, fine. Go enjoy your show, Pete.” She hung up the phone, and turned off the ringer. She plugged it into her charger, and went into the bathroom, turning the shower on.

********

Pete rubbed his eyes, and took a drag of his cigarette. He knew he shouldn’t have snapped at her, it wasn’t her fault he was cranky, and needed to take it out on someone.

“I’m a dick.” He mumbles to himself, and bangs his steering wheel.

His phone rang again, and for a good second his heart leaping out of his chest, thinking it was his girlfriend, calling him back. He checked the phone, seeing it was Colson. He answered the call.

“What’s up, man?” Pete asks.

“The shows starting soon. You almost here?” Colson questioned. Pete looked at his google maps, seeing he was supposed to be there in ten minutes.

“I’m a good ten minutes away. I’ll be there.”

“You sound weird. What the fuck did you take without me?” Colson asks, trying to lighten the mood.

“Uh…Y/n and I just broke up. I think.” The line was silent for a few seconds.

“Why the fuck would you do that, you idiot? Are you kidding me?” Colson scoffs. “Man, what the fuck?”

“Shut up, man. I can’t stand talking on the phone with her. I’m busy, she’s busy, she plays a superhero for fuck’s sake. I didn’t even expect it to last this long to be honest.”

“Man, you fucking dumbass. That girl was probably the only good thing you had going for you. Get her the fuck back.I thought you loved her.”

“I did-I do. I do love her. I’m just so stressed right now, and excuse me for not wanting to hear about fucking Kevin Feige being a shitty director.”

“Hey, fuck-shit, you ever think that maybe this is more hard on her? Acting is fucking hard, you should know that, especially for a company like Marvel.

“Man, who’s side are you on?” Pete turns into the parking lot, and grabs his phone.

“You think I’m on your side here? You’re forgetting that we were friends before I met you. I can not believe you just fucked up the best thing in your life. Fix it, man. You’re going home in a week, fucking fix it.” And with that, Colson hung up, and put his phone away.

He kicked a rock across the pavement, and cursed under his breathe.

********

The worst thing about breaking up with someone you live with, who so happens to be long-distance is that their stuff fills the apartment with an existential amount of regret.

Y/n laid on her couch, flipping through the channels of the TV. She had called off work for the next few days, not feeling up to put on a performance for anyone. She knew she would get shit for it later, but she didn’t care.

Her head perked up when there was a knock on the door. She sighed, and got up, going over to the door. She really didn’t feel like company at the moment, and was sure she was going to send away whoever it was.

When she opened the door, her breathe caught in her throat. Pete stood in the doorway, looming over her. He looked like shit. She could tell he hadn’t slept, and probably didn’t eat anything, but she knew he didn’t look much better.

“Why-why didn’t you use your key?” Y/n asks, opening the door a bit for him.

“I uh, didn’t want to barge in on you. You also probably weren’t expecting me.”

“I wasn’t. I thought you didn’t get back until next week.” She says. It took every ounce of her not to jump into his arms, and kiss his face until she was sure she kissed every part of it.

“I took off early. Can we talk? Please. I was a dick. I was such a dick. I’m sorry, I know we grew apart in the last few months, and I promised we wouldn’t but we did, and I’m so sorry for that, baby.” He grabs her hand, and she slightly pulls it back, but let’s him grab it. “Please, forgive me. I love you, so much, okay? So fucking much, you’re the best thing that’s happened to me.”

She felt tears welling up in her eyes, and she looked away from him. “What you said really hurt.”

“I know. And I’ll spend every day trying to make it up to you.” She quickly wrapped her arms around him, pushing her face into his chest. He didn’t hesitate to hug her back, leaning down and kissing the top of her head. “I love you.”

“I love you, too. Fuck traveling.”

“Fuck traveling.”

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[ceruleanchillin]

Honeymoon Headcanons: Mayans Edition

Characters: Angel, Coco, EZ x F!Reader

Miami (Angel)

It wasn’t difficult at all to decide where the two of you would take your honeymoon. When you weren’t gonna be naked, Angel wanted you in sundresses and bikinis. You wanted him in linen shirts, and to feel him up in a club. Couple that with you both wanting a tropical environment, and Miami it is.

Angel letting you handle the accommodations, because you seem to know more about what you wanna see/where you wanna go than he does. He only cares about a bed and shower for when he’s not taking you in the inappropriate places. He just hands over the cash, though he complains about his hurt wallet.

Angel hard as a rock when he sees your new name on your plane ticket.

The two of you nearly missing your flight because your husband needs to “show his wife he loves her”.

You babying him on the flight, because Angel has never flown anywhere before.

“Mami, it’s perfectly valid to feel like a flying toaster can’t safely get you anywhere but a casket. Which they can’t even put you in, because you’ll be everywhere!”

Cue you distracting him with kisses and dirty words in his ear, which gets you initiated into the Mile High Club

Barely making it into the cute little condo before the two of you are at it again, collapsing in the late hours to jet lag and mutual satisfaction.

Your first official day is spent dragging Angel around the humid streets. Knowing he stresses easily if you plan things too tightly, and wanting to wing it yourself. It’s surprising how well you to fit in, it almost feels like home.

Angel switching from being jealous, because your tiny cotton sundress is attracting more than just his attention, to him kissing all over your dewy skin because so much of it is visible.

You getting as jealous as Angel, because it seems like each place you drag him to has openly interested ladies. It’s the white linen shirt that he won’t fully button no matter how many times you try to make him.

Angel basking in the attention, and even playing it up to force you to be the one to initiate inappropriate public sex.

Smirking when you break after a woman pays for his (and unintentionally yours) order at a small cafe you stepped into and you snap and drag him to a hidden place.

“I only love you querida, mi alma.” he whispers in your ear when he bottoms out inside you.

You two are a beautiful couple. Photogenic as all hell. Alone, neither of you have a problem attracting interest, but together, you make people want to be seen around you. That’s why you have no problem club hopping to all the exclusive places.

Angel taking photos and videos of you dancing because he’s so enthralled. He can’t wait to show your kids one day when they ask why he fell for you, and he explains how full of life you are.

Getting enough liquor in Angel to get him dance somewhere away from the club, especially since he (lies) and says he can’t.

You and Angel competing to see who can get the most people to buy your drinks + the two of you losing track because you both get drunk.

A quickie in the coatroom is the prize, Angel fucking you to the hypnotic beat.

Spending a few hours apart the following day, only to still keep texting and FaceTiming each other until you met up, touch starved, at a small restaurant.

Deciding to spend the rest of the day at your Airbnb laid up under each other after Angel scores weed. Teasing Angel about his monetary complaints when you spend all night enjoying the small backyard pool.

Angel thanking God for getting an adventure loving woman as his soulmate when you wake him up the next afternoon to inform him you rented jet skis for the day.

You being impressed when, while jet skiing, Angel silver tongues your way into an invitation to a nearby yacht party out of the host.

FaceTiming Gilly to make him jealous that you two are doing Hookah and drinking Casamigos in a hot tub.

Angel ramping up the mockery when EZ and Coco appear on screen, attracted by Gilly’s whining. Everyone looking overworked and salty, while you and Angel are living your best non-sober lives.

Slipping away from the party to one of the rooms on the boat, because once again, you and Angel never know when to stop teasing each other before it ends up in sex.

Feeling bold enough to suggest that since Angel’s been documenting so much of the trip, that maybe he should film this too.

The aftermath being a surprisingly sweet series of kisses and confessions where the two of you express how thankful you are to have found each other. How you can’t wait to build a forever together.

Marfa + Roswell (Coco)

No one knew how you got Coco to agree to travel for your honeymoon until you finally revealed where you were going. Splitting a week between Marfa and Roswell.

You and Coco are that “weird” conspiracy, incense, and weed couple, so it makes sense.

Giving Coco an edible before you leave, because like Angel, he doesn’t fuck with air travel like that.

“They got me with that bullshit in the military, but that was out of my control. You askin’ a lot right now, you’re lucky you’re cute mujer.”

Coco getting progressively handsy during the flight as the edible hits. Eventually, you stop fake-fighting his neck kisses and forward touches.

Also like Angel in that he’s unafraid to become a member of the Mile High Club.

The ride from the El Paso airport, to the car rental place, to Marfa takes far longer than Coco would like.

He’s used to long stretches of trip on his bike, and when you notice him becoming antsy, you distract him with interesting facts about Marfa.

The entire time, Coco can’t help but think that you’re the perfect road trip co-pilot, only to realize he actually meant his life in general now.

Coco proud as hell when you fall in love with his accommodations choice like he did. The colorful airstream trailers of the El Cosmico hotel are the two of you through and through.

You both trying to be responsible adults and refresh after travel, but continuing to get lost in each other during the whole process.

Shower sex -> Making out while drying off -> Touching while searching through your bags for something to wear -> bed sex -> repeat

Looking thoroughly mauled when you finally manage to get Coco off of you and into the car in search of food the next afternoon.

Coco being happy you can’t cover up due to the heat, while you wonder what superpower he and his boys have that let them wear flannel and long sleeves in the heat.

Dragging Coco to a cute cafe you saw on instagram, and him knowing, by the hipster design of it, that his wallet is about to cry.

Stealing food from his plate, and laughing at him sucking his teeth and whining when he catches you.

“You’re stuck with me forever now Johnny sooo….get used to this.”

“Small price to pay for that I guess.”

Finding small shops to go to and being Siamese twins in every one. Coco showing he has good taste in a lot of things one might think he wouldn’t. Him opening up his wallet at everything you 'ooh' and 'aww' at. He can’t help it, he likes you happy, and your kisses and adoring looks are addicting.

For almost everything you get, Letty gets something too. Neither of you wants that tantrum when you get back.

You fighting yourself to avoid the art supply store, and Coco not having it.

“I have so many supplies already, it’s an addiction at this point.”

“So? Get some more. It’s our week, we shouldn’t stress about shit.”

Coco bragging on your talents and successes to the art shop cashier when you checkout.

“Cocoooo.” you murmur hiding your face in his shoulder, arms around his waist.

“Don’t be shy ma, you’re fucking amazing. I love your skills.”

Cue the cashier swooning at the two of you.

Finding unique liquor stores and getting tipsy on samples. It becomes twice as fun when locals, and other tourists alike, start discussing the Marfa lights with you, and you and Coco impress everyone with your ideas.

Being invited to a bonfire smoke session with the other El Cosmico guests when you get back.

Sketching Coco by the firelight, because he’s the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen in that moment, and now he’s officially yours.

The sex being on another level of intimate that night, because all day you and Coco have been engaging in your respective love languages, and it culminates in mutual need for each other.

The drive to Roswell being more tolerable for Coco, but he still misses his bike. Your excitement about AlienFest is so palpable however, he quickly forgets.

Your hotel being more conventional, but the people you meet making up for it. Finally, you and Coco aren’t the weirdest ones in the room.

Taking the time before the festival starts to check in with friends and family and accumulate odd souvenirs for them. You believe Coco is intentionally getting them stuff they’ll hate.

“Taza won’t wear that baby, he has better taste in jewelry than UFO earrings.”

“Ok, but can he bitch about us not getting him anything? Plus, you can guilt anyone into anything.”

Doing cute edible pastries at the festival.

“You know Aliens are demons right? Jack Parsons and L. Ron Hubbard were doing summoning rituals in the Mojave in 1946, and Roswell was the following year.”

“Word?…Shit. Tell me that again when we’re not rolling. I wanna read about it………you’re so smart mami.”

Coco realizing between every snack stop, every dance he shares with you, every trinket you pick up, and every little conspiracy tidbit you share, that you’re his wife now. That the peace he’s been feeling all week, that he thought he’d never have, is going to be his new normal.

New Orleans (EZ)

You and EZ both enjoy engaging with history and culture, and felt that your honeymoon should be built off of your shared interests. During your meticulous wedding planning, it was decided New Orleans would be the honeymoon destination. It didn’t hurt that you missed your southern roots too, even if you weren’t from New Orleans.

Traveling with EZ is a dream considering you’re both pretty organized, together people. He’s not afraid of flying, but you’re always a little nervous.

EZ being Best Husband™️ and soothing even the most minor of your stresses by turning your attention to the excitement of your trip and your new relationship status.

Teasing EZ in-flight won’t get you Mile High Club initiated, because he finds it much more entertaining to punish you by letting you work the both of you up, and making you stay that way for the duration of the flight. He’s got enough will power to suffer through it, because your soft whines make it worth it.

The airbnb is everything it was promised to be, and you’d appreciate that later, but all you can think of is your husband when you step through the door. That’s the other half of why EZ likes to leave you waiting. Your aggression and exclusive desire for him gets, and keeps, him hard.

It rains the following day, which is just as well, because neither of you are quite ready to stop physically expressing your love for each other. The day consists of ordering food, falling out of your clothes and onto each other, separating to read, falling back on each other, and quick naps.

Angel sending mocking texts in your Reyes group about how you’re trying to turn his brother bamma like you, only to stop when you threaten him with no souvenirs.

EZ and you taking responsibility for your own tour because let’s face it, you both know exactly what you want to see, and can plan a more satisfying tour for the both of you. You take turns deciding where to go next.

When it’s his turn, EZ picks an art museum, and can’t quit smiling about it. You think it’s because he picked a place he really wanted to go to.

“Babe, I have a surprise for you.”

“What?” your excitement always makes EZ’s heart race with his own.

He hands you the guide brochure he picked up at the door, folded to the section he wants you to look at.

“Faith Ringgold exhibit?!”

He hums and nods, grunting when you knock into him with a hug.

“Thank you for thinking of me. I love you.” you look up at him, eyes shining with unshed tears and he just kisses you, afraid he’ll cry if he says anything.

The two of you avoid the tourist trap spots for lunch and find a cute family owned cafe. You order for the both of you based on what you know about southern cuisine and both of your tastes.

You love watching EZ fall in love with the food as he keeps asking “Can you make this?” about everything he eats.

The two of you walking through the Garden District in the evening. Hands swinging between you with no plans but to admire the beautiful homes and foliage.

EZ noting how awestruck you are, and you describing what you love about the historic, towering homes.

He catches that when you describe what your dream home in the area would be, he and your future children are mentioned frequently, and it makes butterflies dance in his stomach. He can picture your family in the yards around him.

The two of you almost make it back to your Airbnb, but give into your baser urges after all the domestic conversation. EZ pulls you into an alley for a quickie, the two of you fighting to silence the other’s vocal expression.

You teasing EZ after that he’s more like his brother than he thinks. Him teasing back the two of you would’ve been caught and arrested if he was like Angel.

The following day is relaxed and less planned. The both of you getting thoughtful gifts for each member of your family, blood and otherwise. EZ scores major points for the gifts he suggests for your mom and dad, and you kind of want to jump him again.

EZ is glad you’re impressed, but it’s nothing to him. It all comes naturally because he loves you so much, and refuses to be anything other than the husband he knows you deserve.

AN:

I didn’t want to add this, cuz I wanted to end on a sweet note, but you just know Angel would accidentally send that vid to one of his boys.

Personally, I lose it for shit like this. Anything domestic in writings is my jam, so I decided to make these headcanons.

- Fun fact: Jet Ski is kind of like Bandaid in that it’s become the generic term for “personal water vehicles”, but it’s actually a specific brand’s name for their PWVs. I learned this while writing this enjoy💀.

[chaosnightmare]

The Stanley Parable iceberg explained in simple short words and not a video because god....

A while ago I made this iceberg and said I would explain it in a video. I lied. Had like 5 major technical fuckups with it and then completely lost access to that hard drive so that plan flew out the window, but hey! I can try to explain it simply and quickly here. At least. It's nothing as in-depth as I think it should be, but it'll do as far as basic rundowns go.

Broom Closet - A very popular part of the game. Head through the left door and just before the stairs there will be a room marked "Broom Closet" that you can enter. Que funny dialogue.

The End Is Never - An infinitely loopable sentence that can sometimes display on the loading screen instead of "Loading Loading Loading".

Go Outside - An achievement acquired by not playing the game for 5 years. I'm never gonna get this one.

Out Of Bounds - "Ending" you can get by climbing on an employee desk, crouching, moving onto the desk right next to it, and jumping out the window. No I don't remember what number the desk is but it's the one with the pulled chair right beside the window in the first room outside Stanley's office.

Baby Game - In the Blue Door Ending, The Narrator has you play a game where you continuously press a button to stop a cardboard cutout of a baby from going up in flames. The Narrator says you should play it for about 4 hours, which you can actually do and get a separate Ending.

8 - Refers to a lot of things. Typically an edited voice clip of I think Davey Wreden saying "EIGHT". First showed up to my knowledge in the demo. The achievement in the full game if I recall correctly is acquired by just pushing "8888" into the keypad behind the desk repeatedly.

Random Rooms - The rooms you travel through in between important game content are randomized. Pretty sure William Pugh says it's to make the player feel like the game's more complicated or smarter than it actually is.

Input Received - An ending you get by finding computers in the office that say "awaiting input", pressing them, restarting, and doing it over and over until you end up in button heaven.

TM - If you check the game's captions, The Line™️ always has that "TM" after every reference to It™️. Weird gender.

The Beginner's Guide - Another game by Davey Wreden. Has some fanbase overlap with TSP. Very very good but doesn't have anything to do with TSP outside of a mention at the start of the game.

Demo - Game's got one. The whole thing's basically a big gag. The Narrator spends the whole demo trying to get the ACTUAL demo to start but it keeps going wrong and he keeps getting upset because without a proper demo, the player has no idea what they're getting into if they buy the game. The joke being that the demo is literally a perfect gateway into the full game.

Unused Dialogue Room - I'm always a whore for the unused dialogue. In the Museum Ending, there's a room you can visit with faint cut bits of narration for you to listen to. Technically a monologue. NOT EDITING THE PICTURE AGAIN

Raphael - An allegedly real man who allegedly really emailed the fictional character of The Narrator to tell him how bad he thought the original game was. Email was read and parodied in a trailer for the HD Remake. You should watch it it's very very funny.

Portal Assets - The game uses some. You can even spawn in companion cubes using the dev console and I think also get a portal gun.

Unachievable - An achievement in the game. You can actually get it but every time someone thinks they've figured out how the devs change how you get it. Sometimes awarded randomly.

Once You Go Secret - You Never Go Becret. A dumb phrase used throughout a few secrets in the game.

Serious Room - A room The Narrator will teleport you to if the game catches you trying to activate server cheats. The Narrator scolds you for trying to break the game. If you do it a second time you get more dialogue but after that it's not much until you restart.

3 Minutes Song - A song by Tim Minchin. There's a corner of the red screen that pops up when you turn on the mind control that has the end of a YouTube URL for this song. Joke is that the Explosion Ending lasts about 3 minutes.

Bark - Command you can enter into the console that changes all button press sounds to barking.

Bathroom Wall Writing - Sometimes the game will let you into the bathroom in the bosses office. The writing on the wall in there is randomized.

Aperture Experiment Theory - A theory that looks at the game through the lens of Portal canon and explains the game as a psychological experiment by Aperture Science.

Explosion Ending Buttons - Some buttons you can find in the Explosion Ending are references to other games.

Facepunch - Type this out at any point during the game (without pausing) and the game will swap most textures out with the Facepunch logo.

Whiteboard Ending - In one of the random rooms, you can open an employee door and enter the "Whiteboard Ending". Not an actual ending, just a room.

Clippy CCTV - On one of the CCTV monitors, Clippy makes a cameo. You can't really see it in game, but you can see it in the game files.

Monolith - For a while the very last part of the Baby Game Ending featured a strange, Kubrickeqsue black monolith. This was a glitch in the way the game displayed a door and has since been patched.

Vinh - Typing this during the credits triggers a weird easter egg that I'm pretty sure is probably an inside joke.

Alt. Escape Pod - A fan-modded alternate escape pod ending. Featuring the real Kevan Brighting!

Chell's Body - A glitch that can occur if you stand juuuust right (er. just wrong?) in a certain doorway. Allows you to see yourself in 3rd person, revealing that the playermodel is actually a glitched model of Chell.

Choice Video Changes - In the Not Stanley Ending, you'll encounter a video presentation about choice. You're introduced to a hypothetical real person named "Steven", and told he could either help or set fire to orphans and citizens of impoverished 3rd world nations. Originally, it featured him lighting an orphan's cigarette and then setting him on fire, but this was changed to be more subtle after a schoolteacher complained that the joke was insensitive and Davey Wreden agreed.

CCTV Room Pit - There is a large pit at the bottom of the CCTV room that you can actually jump into by climbing up on a chair. This is unintentional, so there's nothing down there.

Actual Unused Dialogue - I don't remember what this is referring to.

Second Stanley - Exiting the first part of the office fast enough will sometimes let you see a second Stanley walking his own path through a window. Some people theorize that this is actually another employee.

432 - Said other employee. Has a lot of very mysterious references to them throughout easter eggs and whatnot. Thought to have escaped before Stanley.

Demonstation - A typo the team accidentally made during the making of the demo, but they thought it was so funny that it stuck.

Dallas's Mask - An easter egg you can find in the Confusion Ending.

The Narrator And Stanley Are The Same Person - A theory about the game basically stating that The Narrator only exists as a part of Stanley's imagination, and is therefore Stanley himself.

Dr. Langeskov - A very similar (although shorter) game that William had a part in making. If you play both this and The Beginner's Guide, it'll give you a little insight into what parts of TSP were Davey's writing, and what parts were William's.

Hidden Dev Text - There's hidden dev comments and jokes in the game files. Particularly, there's a cup texture that features a full unseen rant from one of the texture artists.

1947 - Code to the keypad in the original version of the game. Putting it into the keypad in the HD version will trigger the old dialogue to play.

Purgatory Theory - Theory that Stanley is trapped in purgatory after having died.

The Narrator Hums In The Elevator - In the bosses office, there's a room that will sometimes open that features an elevator you can really walk into, though it doesn't go anywhere. If you stay here long enough, you can hear The Narrator hum along to the music and comment that he's getting bored.

Narrator Letter - A letter from The Narrator in the Collectors Edition guide book. Features his signature! I really recommend finding the book online and giving it a quick read it's great. Everything about this game is lovely.

Canceled Mobile Game - The Stanley Parable had a mobile game in the works that got canned because Davey Wreden didn't sense any passion or love for the project from the team working on it.

DOTA 2 - There's a Narrator announcer pack for this game. You can find the full pack on YouTube and it's very charming and funny.

Broken Short Start - A glitch that can occur at any time but is known to occur on fresh installs of the game. Activated by getting the shortest randomized office, (the one that's just a hallway) standing in the doorway just before the two doors room and just kind of moving wrong. It'll lock you inside the office until you restart. As you could maybe tell, the game doesn't load doorways very gracefully.

Octodad - If you look up at the ceiling during that part of the demo where everything's going to hell in a handbasket, you can see Octodad. I don't know why!

Maladaptive Daydream Theory - Maladaptive Daydreaming is a psychological condition wherein the sufferer daydreams so often and for such incredible periods of time that it becomes detrimental to their daily life. This can escalate to the point that the person starts to have trouble distinguishing memories of daydreams with memories of things that happened in reality. This is explored a little bit in the game, where in one ending, the game is revealed to be an elaborate daydream Stanley is having that is bleeding into his home and work life so much that it's ruining him.

Narrator Loudspeaker - All Narrator dialogue is actually coming from a loudspeaker aways just out of bounds in each map. This likely has nothing to do with game canon and is just the easy way to get dialogue to play with the engine the devs used.

Collectors Edition - A limited edition physical copy of the game distributed by Indiebox. Came with a lot of limited merch.

Soundtrack Titles - Refering to the idea that all of the titles for the game's soundtrack are from The Narrator's perspective.

Franz - A guy who existed? Who maybe died? It's very weird. You can find more info about it on the TSP Wiki.

Demo Surveys - Though hard to see, there are papers lying about in the demo waiting room that feature surveys filled out by Davey and William.

Workplace Harassment In Menu Audio - There's audio of a busy office workplace constantly playing on the main menu. A few people noticed that you can hear a guy being scolded by his boss in the background and some people say it sounds like he's being let off the hook for workplace harassment. There was an Oddheader video that featured this discovery and he pulled a classic YouTuber move and asked "why on earth they'd put this in the game" but I think it was probably stock audio thrown in last minute that nobody cared to check and the guy who made it just recorded his office for a while to sell for a quick buck.

Reddit AMA - Held by Davey, William, and Kevan one day. You can still find the full post. Has a lot of funny moments.

Hi Timmy! - A weird text file you can find in the game.

4 Jokes - Okay so during a talk William Pugh did on stealing ideas and masking uncleverness he told the story of a game called "4 Jokes". It's a ridiculous, hilarious, and very obviously fictional story, but I have no idea if the game it was based on actually existed. As far as I know, it didn't.

NA NA N AN ANA NA - A strange bit of unused/placeholder text for the Baby Game Ending.

Lost Mobile Content - By way of the game being canceled, we have no idea what a lot of the content looked like, but when the cancelation announcement was made on the now defunct blog for Galactic Cafe, Davey released some interesting clips of Narrator lines that would never see the light of day. Because these were never archived by the wayback machine, unless someone has them archived personally, these previews are lost to time.

ui\office_soundscape.wav - A "glitch" in the game that causes the whole game to lock up and not start if it detects a problem with the file "ui\office_soundscape.wav". This is actually caused by the game failing a Steam validity check. Though Davey claims that he has no idea how this happened, it's thought by many to be an attempt at DRM. It doesn't work very well, if that's the case, because it's known to trigger on legitimate copies of the game. It happened on my copy just by me not being on the internet for a bit too long (about a year).

And that's it! There's probably gonna be more when Ultra Deluxe comes out, but that's for another time. Thanks for reading

[blueathens]

Winter 2022

-Unrequited Love Series-

                                    Chapter 5

Song: Jealous by Labrinth Quote: ‘And that was all there was to it.’

Masterlist//Dusk Till Dawn Masterlist//Agape Masterlist

It’s been a year since Y/n left, and there hasn’t been a day that went passed that he hasn’t missed her. He was doing better now, looking after himself, going out more, playing football again, he was Mason again, the only problem was he was Mason without Y/n, and it didn’t feel right. He hasn’t heard anything about her since last Christmas Eve, no one really mentioned her name in fear of how Mason would act. Mason was in a relationship now…not a happy and loved one…but it was something. He couldn’t fall in love with the girl as his heart was already taken by someone he hasn’t heard from in over a year, he didn’t even know if she still remembered him. Eloise was her name, and Mason told her from the beginning that it won’t be anything serious because he’s not up for that, he saw it as more of having someone there when he needed…like a fling. But she saw herself as his girlfriend and Mason never bothered to correct her, there was no point anyways, especially that his family and friends are happy that he’s moved on, when in reality he never moved on, he just learnt how to hide the pain.

Eloise was like one of those gold-digger types and no one really liked her, but if Mason was doing better without Y/n, then they weren’t going to mention anything, they didn’t want him falling back down the rails again like last year…they didn’t need that again it was too hard to watch. The media hated the girl and Mason defended her at times but the as time goes she becomes ruder and snobbier he struggles to see what he’s really defending her from. The media questioned why he and Y/n was no longer seen together last year, but now no one mentioned it after seeing how sad Mason was at the mention of her. But he never blamed her, he always told anyone who asked, “She isn’t in the best of place right now…she’s trying to find herself again.”

It wasn’t her fault that she couldn’t love him so why does Mason have to put the blame on her, you can’t choose who you love or don’t love, if it worked like that maybe love would be less painful. It was never Y/n’s fault, and no one blamed her, especially after finding out what the young singer was going through her entire life, no one was really surprised she finally found the guts to leave everything behind.

Mason hasn’t heard any person news of the girl, but he has heard things on the news about her releasing a new album soon, how Y/n is crazy famous, how Y/n was rumoured with some people but both parties always denied those rumours, how Y/n was to be in a film soon and he watched the trailer for it, and she seemed really good in it. No signs of any future tours yet as she was busy with the creation of her new album. Mason waits in anticipation to hear it, wanting to see what the inspiration and stories she has decided to sing about, wondering if she ever did tell a story about that dragon who only kidnapped the princess in protection.

He rewatched the trailer many times along with old interviews and the few new interviews scattered here and there…no one really seen her much during the past year, she only popped up very rarely to show everyone she still alive and that she’s just taking a break to write her album. And that was the most she really said. A few paparazzi photos but it looked like she was travelling the world at the moment, actually seeing the sights of everything…she always wanted to do that. Mason always looked through the photos on his phone of them, smiling sadly at every moment they shared together…but now they were just faded memories and he wonders if she still thinks about him like he does for her.

She seems happier and Mason didn’t want anything else but that.

He could look at as many photos, videos, recordings as he wants. Listen to as many songs of her as he wants, read through old messages of the two and just remember the memories…he could do that all he wants to help his aching heart…but nothing will beat seeing her happy.

She actually seems at peace for once…and Mason grew happy to just see those small moments he saw dotted round the internet of her in the past year as it rested his nerves as he could see that she was okay.

And Mason was sure that he would never see her again, she was happy so why would he see her again. But he guess he was wrong when Ben ran up to him, ran like he never ran before, yelling at him to not “shoot the messenger.”

“What’s up.” Mason asked as he looked down at Ben who was bending down with his hands on the knee, holding a finger up to tell him to wait a second. “Aren’t you meant to be a footballer?” Mason teased as he looked round the pitch, it was an optional training session and Mason thought as he had nothing better to do he should just come. “Wait, I thought you wasn’t coming today? I thought you had a date or something.”

“Nah…” He panted out. “She texted me something weird last night, so I told her it wasn’t going to work out…Anyways I had to come after w-what I heard.” He said in one breath.

“Did you run here from your house.”

“God no, do you think I like running that much?”

Mason shrugged. “You should join today’s training sess now that you’re here and-”

“Mase-”

“It won’t be anything important if it’s optional and-”

“Mason.”

“And then after we can go that restaurant and-”

“Y/n is back!”

Mason stopped talking as those three words left Ben’s mouth who stared up at him with widen eyes.

“I would have came here quicker to tell you…but I kind of freaked out first.” He winced slightly when he saw how still Mason was. “Mase, you alright?”

Mason nodded slightly, trying to digested those words.

She was back and he only now found out? Mason had so much to tell her, but he didn’t think she would want to talk to him, or maybe she didn’t remember him, her best friend of years and the guy who confessed his love for her last Autumn.

“She’s coming to the New Year party tonight.”

“Jacks?”

Ben nodded.

“He’s the one who told me…he didn’t know if he should tell you or not, so he told me which made me freak out.” Ben stood up, hands on his waist. “I’m never running again.” He muttered to himself, knowing that was a lie as he has to run up and down the pitch as a job with a ball at his feet. “I’m going to need a new phone too.” He noticed the Mason’s eyebrows scrunching up. “Don’t ask.”

Y/n was coming back…and Mason didn’t know what to do.

The lights that shone down on her made her look like an angel, a beautiful angel. His eyes racked up and down her body, noticing that she was wearing a red dress he gifted her a month after their ‘friends with benefits’ started. She was happily greeting all her old friends again, the smile on her face stretched widely as she giggled at something, and Mason could only imagine what her smile sounded like. Her eyes moved away from the conversation she was in as she looked round the room, before her eyes found his and she smiled warmly and Mason thinks he smiled back, but he wasn’t sure as his heart was beating harder than it ever has before, his mind was screaming at him to talk to him, his hands was sweating, and his mouth felt dry.

She was real and she was here.

“Baby, you’re hands are disgusting.” Eloise whined in disgust as she unwrapped her hand from his to move up his arm, squeezing it slightly. Mason forgot that she was there the second he saw Y/n, so the sudden sound caused him to jump slightly, moving his gaze down to Eloise for a split second, enough for her to get onto her tiptoes to kiss him, but his head moved as he looked back at the angel, causing Eloise lips to touch his cheek.

Mason’s breath caught in his throat when he saw that he was making her way towards him but the demon inside him woke when he saw her hand interlocked with another man’s hand. The demon’s sharp nail scarped across his stomach in anger, causing a light to flicker inside him as his jaw tightened at the sight, before dropping when he realised he was with someone too…but she wasn’t the person he wanted as the one he did want was making his way to him with a man who wasn’t him.

“Hey,” Y/n smiled as she made her way to him, and Mason thought he was going to drop dead at the sight. He didn’t know what to say, everything he did want to say left his mind the second he saw her.

“Oh my God.” Eloise gasped. “Are you Y/n L/n?”

“Yeah.” She giggled and Mason could finally hear the sweet sounds again that made his heart flutter with joy. “I don’t believe we met.” She held her hand out for Eloise to shake which she did so happily.

“I’m only, like, you’re biggest fan ever.” She said in a ‘duh’ voice, and Mason only realised how she had one of those voices Y/n always hated, in fact Eloise was the exact girl Y/n would never like as they were complete bitches, which was true he couldn’t argue with that. “I’m Eloise, Mason’s girlfriend, right babe.”

Mason didn’t respond.

Y/n eyes light up slightly as she looked up at Mason before looking back at Eloise. “I thought I saw you somewhere…the news did say you were Mase…” She paused. “Mason’s new girlfriend.” She corrected and Mason didn’t like the way she corrected herself from not saying his nickname. “It’s nice to put a name to the face.”

Mason realised a few things in this moment.

First he realised that she still remembers him, second she isn’t being weird round him, not caring for the girl on his arm, third how guilty she looked at the change in nickname and fourth was how the man who was holding her hand hasn’t said a word yet nor has she introduced himself. Maybe he was being patient enough, but he needed to know who the hell this guy was.

“This is Anthony.” Y/n smiled, introducing the man who was with her, he smiled politely at the two holding his hand out for them to shake which Eloise did straight away, whilst Mason did so hesitantly. “My fiancé.”

Mason stepped back slightly, letting go of Anthony’s hand as he stared at Y/n, the girl who wasn’t ready for a relationship over a year ago, the girl who now had a fiancé. Who had someone to love…someone who wasn’t him.

“Oh,” Mason cleared his throat, rubbing his hand down his thighs, placing a fake smile on his face as he nodded at the couple. “That’s great.” His voice was slightly higher pitched than it was usual was due to the tears burning in his eyes. His eyes flickered down to her left hand, noticing the gorgeous ring on her finger…it was definitely her style. “Excuse me.” He told them before making his way to the large balcony of the place Jack rented out for the night.

Sweat tickles down his forehead as he pulled the collar of his shirt nervously, trying to get as much of the cold London air onto him. Even though many would wear coats in this weather, Mason has never felt hotter. A hand travelled through his hair, distracting his mind from all the thoughts that was rushing through his mind.

“She’s happy…” he whispered in a distant and flat tone, leaning his arms on the balcony bars in front of him, trying to catch his breath so his rapid heart would slow down. He looked out into the busy city, wishing something out there would be able to comfort him. But instead he was left alone with nothing but misery, heart shattering slightly more, and Mason didn’t think that was possible due to the amount of times it’s been broken. Mason felt sick to the stomach at the thought of Y/n getting married to someone else. He waited for her, thinking she come back for him, how could he be so stupid to think that? He kicked angrily at the barrier of the balcony, blowing air out of his cheeks which left a smoky air in front of him.

“Mase.” Dec called as he walked behind him with his jacket in his hand. “Put this on, mate. It’s cold.”

Mason just shrugged so Dec sighed and walked to place it over his shoulders. “I saw that you were talking to-”

“She’s getting married.” Mason’s voice was lifeless as he looked out into the city.

“I’m sorry.” Dec walked to lean on the barrier next to him, he didn’t really know what to say in all honesty. “I thought you moved on…I thought you let her go, mate.”

“I tried to.” He hiccupped slightly from the croakiness of his voice, tears slowly making their way down his face, causing more pain as they stung his eyes for longer. “But no matter how hard I tried; it was her.” Mason looked down, shaking his head. “It’s always going to be her…and the worst part of it is that I waited…I fucking waited thinking that she will come back to me…to me, Dec. But no she’s getting married to some other fucking guy.” He slammed his hand on the metal bar it was once clinging onto, red streaks immediately flushed over his palm at the sudden impact. “I’m so stupid in thinking that she could possible love me back.”

“Mase-”

“Mason?” A female voice called for him and he immediately wiped his hand over his eyes as both men turned to face her, fake smiles plastered onto their faces and Mason was trying so hard not to break down right now. “I just wanted to ask if you could come to my wedding next year.” Her hand held out two invitations. “You too Dec.”

She still called Dec by his nickname.

“Of course.” Dec smiled, stepping forward to take both invitations.

“You don’t have to, I-I just kind of want you two to come being friends and all…but I understand if you don’t want to as I did just suddenly leave a year ago and-”

“It w-wasn’t,” Mason cleared his throat. “It wasn’t your fault.”

“Yeah, you just needed time to yourself, it’s understandable.” Dec nodded along to Mason’s words.

“Think about it please, it would mean a lot to me.” She told them sweetly before leaving, presumably back to her fiancé.

And Mason believed that might have been the last piece of his heart to shatter.

He slammed the pole again in rage, veins popping out of his neck as he let out a frustrated yell.

“You know what, good for her.” Mason angrily said and Dec stayed silent, not interrupting Mason as he let out all his feelings. “She’s happy with some other guy…someone who isn’t me. She’s in love and it isn’t with me. I mean, I’ve loved her the entire time I’ve known her, bus she chooses someone who’s probably known her for at least a year? Good for her!”

He yelled out into the city again before continuing.

“Every day I waited for this day to come, and my mind went through so many different scenarios of what she could say, but her saying that’s she engaged was never one of them.” His hand rubbed down his face. “She doesn’t love me, big fucking deal.” He waved his hand in front of him, shaking his head as tears blurred his vision once again. She’s never loved me so why does this fucking hurt so much? Why did I wait around hoping she’ll come back to me even though she was never mind to begin with?!” Mason hit the pole again and Dec didn’t know if he should stop him yet before he hurts himself. “He could never love her the way that I love her…he doesn’t know anything about her…probably in it for the money and fame.”

“Mase-”

“She doesn’t love me; I know that now. I can move on and let her go. She’s nothing to me. Nothing!” He yelled the last word into the busy city around him, he stepped back from the barrier, breathing deeply as his body shook with viscous shakes. “Why won’t she love me man?” And with that the heartbreak took over, and he fell to the ground in a dishevelled heap as grief poured out of him. Dec caught him as he fell, holding him closely as Mason sobbed into his shoulder. Dec could only hold him as Mason clung onto him like his life depended on it, and maybe it did with how Mason was feeling. Dec has never seen Mason like this in all the time he has known him, and he wasn’t too sure what to do, he’s never seen him as much as a mess as he is right now, and he fears that Mason’s heartbreak will never be cured as he listened to his gut-wrenching sobs that tore through his chest.

He couldn’t even promise Mason that everything will be fine as even he didn’t know.

It was the nearly the start of the countdown when Dec and Mason walked back in. Mason tried his best to look as if he hasn’t been crying for the past hours as he held onto his best mate. Ben noticed him and sent a small sympathetic smile his way, obviously knowing the news and seeing the red patches on Mason’s faces along with his bloodshot eyes.

Eloise made her way to him when the minute to the New Year started, everyone watching the clock apprehensible. But his eyes wasn’t watching the clock, he was looking at her with him. He watched how Anthony’s arm was wrapped round his waist staring down at her lovingly as she jumped up and down as the countdown began, practically shaking his arm in excitement.

10

Mason bit his lip, eyes screwed close not wanting to see the sight of the couple.

9

He opened them, wanting to see her again.

8

Wanting to see her happy.

7

Mason heart tugged at Anthony’s love-heart eyes for the girl Mason was in love with.

6

His throat tightened and it felt like bile was rushing towards his throat as the tears filled his eyes once more, bottom lip practically wobbling causing him to bite down harder in it, nearly drawing blood.

5

Love hurts, Mason knew this due to the amount of times he’s been in pain of seeing Y/n love someone who wasn’t him.

4

It felt like he was slowly dying again

3

But if she was happy then Mason would die in peace, knowing that the last sight he saw of her was seeing her happy once again.

2

She was worth it to him. If she was happy then it was worth the heartbreak.

1

Eloise pulled him down, hand holding the back of his neck to kiss him as everyone cheered a ‘Happy New Year.’ His lips was against Eloise’s, her eyes closed, biting down on his lip for her to enter, and Mason only weakly replied as he watched Anthony and Y/n kiss, her arms wrapped round his shoulder and his round her waist, both responding to a passionate kiss. A kiss of love.

And Mason wished that was him who she was kissing and loving.

But instead he was with Eloise, and she was her fiancé.

Mason told her that he loved her, and she left to find a new lover.

And that was all there was to it.

                           𝑃𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠 ◁ II ▷ 𝑁𝑒𝑥𝑡

[natalie-k-pan]

10 Ways the Loki show Disappointed Me

part two

6) The trailer was misleading advertising. Marvel’s done it in the past with little to no backlash:

Iron Man 3 presenting the Mandarin as the ultimate foe for Tony to defeat, only to find out he’s a charlatan in a minor role.

Falcon and Winter Soldier was presented as a light-hearted buddy adventure, only to tackle darker themes about nationalism and racism. (Not saying that those themes were bad, just that the TFAWS’s trailer was not truthful to the story).

In the case of Loki, the trailer presented the plot as Loki making time-traveling shenanigans and being captured for breaking the timeline. They included the D.B Cooper clip, and the scenes of Loki in New York and as king in Asgard. These clips never show up in season 1. The D.B Cooper scene was a off-the-cuff moment, and the highly-anticipated (imo) President Loki was around for five minutes.

The trailer shows the storyline being about Loki breaking the timeline, with Mobius saying in a voiceover, “You picked up the tesseract, breaking reality. I want you to help us fix it.”

Marvel’s publicity team knew what story we would want to see from the character. And that’s not what we got: it was a mix of Loki tagging along with Sylvie to take down the Timekeepers, and detective-esque  scenes of trying to overthrow the TimeKeepers. 

It was never about Loki having an adventure, breaking the timeline, and having to fix it.

There’s a difference between having scenes that don’t make it into the final product, between not revealing enough of the story to spoil plot twists...and deliberately choosing certain scenes and quotes  to present a false version of the story.

I guess Marvel was worried that no one would watch it if they showed us the real product.

7)    Loki’s powers were wildly inconsistent, especially compared to what we’ve seen before.

In the past, we’ve seen Loki do illusions, duplication casting and in Thor 2, some very light telekinesis. After hearing of his mother’s death, he throws several pieces of furniture in into the cell walls with his mind. This is after losing the person who probably mattered most to him at the time, and feeling responsible for her death--it’s a powerful move showing his magical capabilities.

In the show, in Episode 3 we see him pull a Roomba towards himself in order to use it as a shield during a fight--pretty in-line with what we saw in the Dark World.

One episode later, an entire flipping tower is falling towards them, and he reverses it with his mind alone.

It was in the face of death, you say. Of course he was going to pull some cool new magical move.

Sure. In the face of death, I could see him jumping from throwing chairs to something heavier, like maybe a crumbling wall or a fruit stand.

BUT A TOWER?

 WHY?

 HOW??

He’s never done anything on that scale magically. In episode 2, he got tossed around by a (human) Alabama man. Why would he not use that move to bring the roof crumbling down if he was fighting for his life then?

So he’s got massive telepathic power when a building is falling but can’t use it in a fight against regular people.... okay?

Honestly, due to the fact that they’ve weakened him so much, and when Loki said, “I think we’re stronger than we realize”, I’m betting Season 2 will include Loki discovering the extent of his magical powers. 

 I don’t like this idea because again, it contradicts the previous canon. In Thor 1, Hogun literally calls Loki a “master of magic”. He went toe-to-toe with Thor and the Avengers and now can’t beat regular humans. A thousand+ year old being unaware of his own untapped potential doesn’t seem correct (yeah, they did that with Thor in Ragnarok, I know).

This Loki’s power levels jump up and down according to the plot, trying to make us believe that due to his spoiled past, Loki needs to apply himself to learn more about his powers.

 8)  Loki was out of character.

His lying and scheming was way too obvious. I was incredibly confused the first couple of episodes because it would be strange how he would be a pathetic buffoon  one minute and yet The only moment I was sold on his competence as a liar was episode 2 at the renaissance fair where he attempts to fool  the TVA. He was actually competent for once, but he gets caught, and goes into apologizing and sucking up 30 seconds later.   

He gets drunk when they’re on the mission on Lamentis. This didn’t make sense--when he was trying to conquer Earth, he had the opportunity to also goof off and he’s always been shown to take things seriously, with the exception of Ragnarok.                                                 

The “I’m a narcissist” scene. While Loki is the type to crave attention--in Avengers, Tony calls him a diva who wants his name plastered to the skies--it comes from a place of feeling overshadowed, never able to match his brother Thor.  Which we can see has some basis:

In Thor 1, his adopted parents raised him to hate his race,

lied to him about it,

 and when he was hanging over an wormhole, his father finally rejected him.

In Avengers, Thor tells him in  that his slights are “imagined”. 

 Thor 2, his adopted father told him his “birthright was to die”.

While it doesn’t excuse his actions in Thor and Avengers, it’s pretty clear that his family, particularly his father, have let him down.

So to make him experience character development and understand why he does what he does...the writers took him back to Asgard, and had Sif beat him up repeatedly until he admits he does terrible things because he’s a...narcissist.

It was pretty hard to watch that scene, especially because I related to Loki as someone who felt overshadowed and overlooked. He tried too hard to be what his family wanted, to show that he was “the worthy son”.

But here in the fantastic year of 2021, this show decided to throw away all of that emotional nuance away.

 9) The costumes were bad.

The brown variant jacket with its ugly orange block letters.

The guard suit on Lamentis looked like a cross between a purple sweater and a plague doctor mask. honestly makes me shuder to see it

Loki’s green-and-gold costumes are some of the most distinct, instantly recognizable outfits of the MCU. And he almost immediately loses it in the first episode. It ends being given to Sylvie, (like most of Loki’s better characteristics) and he stays in a detective skinny-tie suit instead. The costume is okay, but it lacks the flair and style he’s had previously, and he never gains it back.

10) The season finale really did showcase this show in the best way-- ig hype followed by disappointment.

For five episodes, we rushed towards the ultimate villain, the mastermind behind it all. Episode 6 was like...being handed a pack of bubble wrap, swinging your hand hard, expecting that satisfying pop! only to have it slowly putter out with a sad little sound.

First, Kang looked like he got his costume from Party City. The purple cape isn’t doing him any favors. Then, the man sat there and monologued for forty minutes, making jokes, telling us how he set the plot up, and how the multiverse worked.

 I know Marvel gets flack for there always being an CGI climactic action scene, but…they had 6 episodes leading up to the Big Bad, and for it to end that anticlimactically with a man in a Party City purple cape was a letdown. The finale had no menace, no teeth. In the words of Mobius, it was just…talkie-talkie.

All in all, this show really suffered from ignoring Loki’s past, where he would realistically be emotionally-wise, and a lack of focus on its title character’s development. Settings and costumes being better/unique would be also be nice, especially given its popularity. At the end of the day, I don’t see the character I empathized so strongly with in this show.

[yostresswritinggirl]

it seems boredom has taken over me due to the fact i have nothing to do but make up hcs of your universe reversal au, so here you go:

(im sorry if this is bothersome)

• if [y/n]'s va tries making a song cover of a romantic/love song with the character's voice, albedo would go overdrive and make an animatic centered around either: [y/n] x traveler or [y/n] x viewer (the other simps would also go crazy over both the cover and godly animatic ngl)

• childe would be the type to show and brag to his younger siblings about his genshin waifu/husbando/lover. teucer is usually his main listener, and he would feel prideful if teucer ever asks something about you out of curiosity or interest. definitely would go on a rant and word-vomit about how awesome and perfect you are.

• xiao's a famous and anonymous [y/n] x reader fanfic writer on tumblr/ao3/wattpad whose stories get very popular with the simps desperate for content

• zhongli bought a keychain displaying your chibi self from the official merch store. he keeps it dangling from his wallet's keychain holder (?) and is the prime reason why he remembers to actually bring his wallet sometimes. like, he's about to go outside to eat with a friend at mcdonald's or something; but he catches sight of your chibi self at the corner of his peripheral vision before he could so — and he's like: "oh hey it's my [y/n] keychain— oops, i also forgot my wallet again"

• venti would listen to [y/n] x listener videos on youtube. he might even go and commission someone for it (he might sometimes commission nsfw) (inspiration was taken from a past ask you received. thank you to the anon who gave me this idea).

• kaeya's a little shit in co-op and absolutely refuses to adjust/change his character (aka you). he's devoted to you and only you, even if your attacks aren't very effective on a particular boss/enemy (and even if said boss is immune to your attacks).

• though diluc isn't very involved with the fandom, he does occasionally look and scroll fanart of you (albedo's art usually). he may or may not have read and got hooked onto a [y/n] x reader fic (xiao's). he checks for updates once a week

• i hc that ganyu kind of has a hard time sleeping (she's overworked :(( ) since she usually pulls all-nighters, working on reports for her job. her body soon got used and adjusted to her terrible sleep schedule, so oftentimes during her day-offs; she has a hard time taking a well-deserved rest. sooooo, i think she listens to your theme song/voicelines (more specifically, the ones where you're all doting on the traveler or where you tell them to have a good night/rest). even better if your va has a relaxing song cover she could listen to and slowly fall asleep to. overall, GIVE THIS GIRL A BREAK.

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Okay, okay, ladybug anon I love you so much aldbaoakkw I love Universe Reversal brainrot so much and you're all so clever over it sksksksk

The VA thingy reminds me of either the ones Mihoyo made where Barbara or Amber interacts with the audience awww, or or they did a similar thing with Let The Wind Tell You collab with fanartists sodbksnso

I just imagined Childe bragging his imaginary waifu/husbando to a fuckin kid like a lonely degenerate omayghad

It's funny how if in this verse he is the top writer, it's divergent to the fact that @xiaowhore is the current top writer

THE ZHONGLI ONE IS THE ABSOLUTE CUTEST AND MOST ENDEARING TOO HFNBNF HE'S A GROWN MAN WITH AAN ANIME KEYCHAIN BUT THE PEOPLE AROUND HIM LOVE HIM TOO MUCH TO SHAME HIM

Venti VENTI would definitely be the type of person to buy Patreon subscription for those VA thingies and gives so much for their kofi account because they love it so much

I can definitely see Kaeya do this but but physical damage can do its work, and Kaeya can miraculously build (y/n) like 17k base attack, food buff, and then Bennett damage multiplier- he's a metaslave for his waifu/husbando

Diluc defo has an ao3 account that he keeps an absolute secret, but if you see his subscriptions, he has double digits of series and authors following

Ganyu bb :(( (Y/N)'s trailer music is much calmer than the demo so tnbee for example made a remix of it which has some of the nice dialogue mixed in, or someone made a 1 hour loop of the official stellar moment release. It's so effective that sometimes Ganyu really can't rest unless she's listening to it full blast.

Ah I love this, I love this all, this must be placed in both masterlists for everyone to see