#it's just that I feel so sad for her because he's been so wishy washy for wayy too long and is keeping her hopes up by not being clear

[amarenacherriezzz]

Zora has soo much patience for Zico, like girll at this point I don't think he's going to give you the answer you want to hear. And it's not because he doesn't like you back (i see those shy glances...), but because he's too committed to his cause. To someone this obsessed with their work you'll always be second place.

[starleska]

can we talk about the brilliant execution of Dot and Bubble's big reveal!!!

i am still absolutely gobsmacked by what a well-written episode Dot and Bubble is. startling, disarming, confrontational, and tremendously impactful. and holy shit i really really want to talk about how excellent the 'twist' (which really should've been obvious in retrospect 😭 was done):

as a white person it took me about ten minutes to clock that Lindy's friend group were a nightmare Aryan Tupperware Party collective: all white, all blue-eyed, and even Gothic Paul was dressed in blues and whites, with no black at all. but you know how i responded to that? mentally i went 'oh i'm sure it's nothing!' and shoved it aside. and i think it is exactly that insidious tendency to ignore, normalise, and validate overt and covert racism that the episode does such a tremendous job of tackling! everything in the episode gives us the lore we need to understand Lindy and the people of Finetime are white supremacists. Lindy's disgusted face and immediate blocking of The Doctor versus the amount of time she spends with Ruby. Lindy's shock at the Doctor and Ruby occupying the same room implying segregation on the Homeworld. Lindy calling the Doctor and Ruby 'criminals' not for being in the Bubble, but for breaking segregation. Lindy using Ricky September, a white influencer, to calm herself down not just from the monsters, but from interacting with a Black person. the tradwife aesthetic of the Finetime residents making a comeback in real-life right-wing racist circles. ugh, there's so much and it was all right in our faces!! yet many of us who aren't POC had the privilege of going through the episode baffled and uncomfortable, without being able to put a finger on why until the final bit of the episode. doesn't that tell us how quickly and easily we've all taken to ignoring both micro and macroaggressions? that we needed talk of being 'contaminated', improper use of the word 'voodoo', and Lindy straight up telling the Doctor that face-to-face contact was unacceptable, to understand they're white supremacists? oh my God 😭😭 what a genius play, to make Lindy so detestable from the start. she's an arrogant, vain, self-absorbed, moronic, uncompromising, traitorous bitch...and by layering that abhorrent personality and then giving us the reveal of her white supremacy, there is no argument even the most wishy-washy of people could have re: their awful views. Lindy and her friends are revolting racists who are so wrapped up in their own echo-chamber 'bubble' that they would genuinely rather be devoured alive than challenge their own narrow, bigoted views. i'm still blown away by the power of Ncuti's final scene. the disbelief, the frustration, the sadness and the fury...and yet the Doctor still tries to save them against all odds. i think the most common response to this episode was 'The Doctor should have gone all Time Lord Victorious on them', and you're right - he should have! but doing that would've affirmed the beliefs of the real-life racists viewers. the Doctor responding not with violence or righteous vengeance is a very deliberate writing choice: we are supposed to come away feeling revolted that he needed to behave that way, to almost be supplicant to the white supremacists. because that is the real-life view of so many people who don't even view themselves as racist: Black people need to 'perform' to a higher standard, than white people just to be considered worthy of respect. the more i watch it, the more i'm convinced this is the best episode of the whole season, and one of the best Doctor Who episodes we've ever had. we were taken off-guard by having an episode overtly about racism set in the future rather than the past, because our tendency is to assume equality is a natural consequence of becoming technologically advanced. this clearly isn't the case, and Dot and Bubble is a masterclass in confronting racism head-on rather than dancing around it for the comfort of white viewers. just. aaargh!!!! absolutely amazing 🔥🔥🔥

[celaenaeiln]

Batgirl/Nightwing Barbara Gordon and Dick Grayson is literally the worst. Even worse that there are people who ship both Oracle/Nightwing and Batgirl/Nightwing when like their personalities are completely different, it feels like people are willing to ship them together just because they are Dick and Babs.

Honestly I feel like it’s unfair to talk about Batgirl/Nightwing because I feel like the majority of people agree that Oracle/Nightwing is better but I wouldn’t say I like it much either. There are some good panels between them but honestly it always felt more friendly like the thing that always irked me about them is that there will we or won’t we is so tiring, especially when you have so many other couples who have valid reasons for being star crossed, their arguments and fears always felt juvenile and annoying and then when they are together there is something that just feels off in their dialogue or tone of the ways things are written for both characters. There’s also this thing that shippers do where they make both characters finding a home in each other or being each others safety net which doesn’t really feel true to their characters because their are so many other characters that played a bigger role in Dick’s and Barbara’s life compared to what role Dick and Barbara had in each others lives (this is why I also hate the retcon that they were childhood friends because they weren’t! They didn’t grow up together!) And I don’t care about the age gap, like people can meet as adults and develop feelings for each other but like it makes no sense to me what they would see in each other that makes those feelings go from friendship to romance other then it just does. Like all the skills they can do other characters can also do and a lot of their character traits that they have other characters have as well, like what makes these two characters look at each other and desire the other. That chemistry and desire has always been lacking for me when they are together. Like it feels like just two Barbie dolls being smashed together with writing telling me I have to like them together meanwhile I’m just scratching my head.

You talked a lot about Dick but honestly there are many things that he has done that makes me wonder why Babs would want him.

It’s sad because Dick and Babs are such cool characters but when they are together I’m so bored!!!! Barbara deserves an interesting love interest and a love interest that can be just as complicated and messy as she!

"it feels like just two Barbie dolls being smashed together with writing telling me I have to like them together meanwhile I’m just scratching my head."

OMG LITERALLY I'VE SAID THE EXACT THING ALMOST WORD FOR WORD IN ANOTHER POST.

Honestly everything you said is so true.

There's physically no possible way to like both Oracle and Batgirl and still respect the Dick and Barbara. I'm not a big fan of Oracle/Nightwing either but I like them much, much more than Batgirl/Nighwing.

The safety net thing is the biggest crutch for Dickbabs. DC is trying to push them as if they'll always catch each other but that's only true in the physical sense like literally grab the other out of mid-air. Emotionally the wishy-washy behavior is tiring and emotionally draining and neither of them come out of it happy.

It makes me mad when DC has Dick claim that Barbara is Dick's best friend

Wally's stewing moodily on Dick's couch when he heard. He'll probably be like "I made you best man at my wedding and you calling her your best friend?"

The Flash (1987) Issue #142

Dick'll be like "W

Wally...I swear-"

Wally: "I made you best man! TWICE!!"

Not to mention, Dick and Barbara before the retcon didn't even know each other's superhero identities! I think it might've been the Legends of the Dark Knight comic but Dick's hanging out with his friends when he runs away to the bathroom with Congresswoman Gordon enters the place because "Robin and Dick Grayson can't be seen in the same place!" Barbara also says something in her point of view when they're fighting crime.

EXACTLY!! They do their best work separately. But together their personalities are an awful combo and it really makes me mad.

Yeah, I know I'm biased towards Dick but the reason I took Dick's side is because while Dick may have done things to Barbara, the majority of the transgressions are against him in their relationship. I don't know DC writers constantly nerf him when they're together or why they write Barbara so awful in a relationship when she's fine otherwise. The only thing I know that was wrong from her perspective is during that Devin Grayson scene. But that's just one of the worst writings of his character that I've seen (post).

Barbara deserves someone like Jason Bard

Batgirl (2016) Issue #42

Someone she can save and whose skillset won't be overlapping. Someone she can be strong with and will let themselves be commanded without it weakening them. Someone she doesn't have to feel like she's fighting the world over to call hers.

Jason Bard was perfect, sweet, good-looking, and smart for her. He even described him as complicated as a trait she loves about him.

Barbara definitely needs someone who isn't Dick and Dick needs someone who isn't Barbara so that way both their skills and personalities can shine.

[alitgblog]

okok finally caught up on litg s9

gonna try to summarize this neatly bc my game didn't save properly and I played volume 10 twice and sped through volume 11

Zeph is hot and thats a problem for me bc I'm so annoyed at the lack of branching and consequences in this game it has manifested into me making up story for fusebox about MC being upset that Stefan keeps acting like nothing is wrong when I personally am still upset casa amor got Chen dumped (ok that was my fault technically but only bc I wanted him to come back to drama). So now I'm like MC should have a summer fling with Zeph, why not

they're so wishy washy about how Kelly and Finn broke up and it just all feels like hearsay all the time. at the end of volume 11 they seem to decide Kelly thought it was all done pretty respectfully but her comments in volume 10 about movie night seem to disagree??? just asking for a little bit of consistency since I gotta track other people's drama other than my own

also so sorry to kelly who is actually interested in zeph and I am less so interested in him and more just annoyed at the bad writing for stefan

the writing has always been stilted and/or cringe but for some reason I notice it especially with Zeph, like it does feel like his dialogue was written by AI unfortunately. And it puts me off his character a lot, except, again, he's hot and so maybe I'm just like hey don't hurt your pretty head trying to think up romantic scenarios, Zeph. Something odd about him too is he doesn't mention any previous connection to Love Island, and I know he's a new character, but at least Henri and Chen talked about their last times on the show.

I'd like to apologize

I don't know what surprise we're getting next volume but for my own storyline I kinda want the guy dumped post casa to come back. like I'd go back to Chen easy. but this is my delusional ass still just hoping we get drama from casa bc they dropped the ball on it again this season. Curious about talent show but considering how they fucked up Mr Love Island I have little hope.

I forgot this meant we'd have to deal with eddie. hes there like Johnny/Nicolas to the point where I almost prefer if it was one of them around but at least his chaos run makes more sense than johnny/Nicolas just randomly deciding to stir shit out of nowhere after leading MC on and the game forcing us to couple with them.

Eddie pls stfu poor Kelly

said this before but if eddie was gonna show up for heart rate challenge why didn't he do a little dance? is it because he sucks as a bombshell??? YEAH. It makes so much more sense to switch him and Zeph, like yeah that would mean we have less time with zeph and more with Eddie, but Zeph could put on a good heart rate challenge performance and Eddie could be way more catty and start shit during movie night than Zeph who wanted to play nice.

I'm so sad to say goodbye to Finn because it felt like he didn't get a good chance (unless MC is pursuing him I guess). but compared to Hamish, who, even if he got dumped here, would've had a lifelong friendship with MC and Natasha and had multiple chances to couple with people, it feels sad to see him go without a good ending. I mean I guess he's got closure with Kat and Kelly, but he felt always stuck in those couples whereas Hamish tried to explore connections with Natasha, Uma, and Melissa. I just think we should've let him punch Eddie in the face after eddie was so mean to Kat and MC.

I've decided to watch the hamish route vicariously through yall and I'll go for wither zeph or Stefan unless something else wild happens until the finale. so yall better tell me what happens it was such a hard decision when the game narrowed it down 🥺

I also think it would be great if we had chats with characters to decide who we're sticking with. like this season aside from maybe the beginning henri/chen/MC/Melissa thing, it feels like one of the other girls always asks you "who do you want to be chosen by" and then you tell her and that person picks you, but then you never address it or outright reject the other person face to face. it's always just like two sentences or just "a sad look" or a gem scene I'm not paying for.

one positive thing I've seen this last volume though is the mini date with your LI before Zeph's date. like its one of the better scenes they've written that isn't just someone outright saying I like you or just chatting. like its fun, and the only other moment I can think of that's similar that doesn't cost gems is the Hamish eavsdropping scene. now if only this was also tailored to your LI because as someone coupled with Stefan, low key unexpected, but imagine if I had picked Henri??

also a lot more choices this volume were worth 10 gems I think

that being said the amount they're asking for in the heart rate challenge is crazy for literally one scene because MC's outfit is like 14+ gems, then you van go for am extra 10 to see your male LI's outfit, and then another extra 10 for the female LI outfit. and this hardly changes the gameplay or gives you more info 🙃

[kayrockerqog]

imma compress all my td2023 season two thoughts into one post, so spoilers below particularly for the final four/five episodes

Okay so, I can't be the only one who's super tired of Caleb by the end of the season, right? Like, no, I don't dislike him as a character necessarily, hell, we didn't have much to go off of for a GOOD while, and I'm certainly glad they actually gave him some substance. But like...really? Putting him in the FINALE? Extending his arc so long that it keeps PRIYA in until the final FOUR?? It just makes them both feel like they overstayed their welcome, especially when people like Damien, Zee and Raj got shafted in favour of their plotline, which was ultimately super exhausting compared to others. It also just felt a little...off, especially for Caleb's teammates in the finale basically being "Team Not Julia," that just felt...so sad. And not in a way that was really earned since he was super wishy-washy for the latter half of the game, especially after Damien was eliminated. Like girl how can you go from having nothing to having too much?? What is this, rags to riches? And just to get all of the kinda low points of the season IMO:

Damien was just straight up robbed, and his elimination left a bit of a bad taste in my mouth?? Like there ain't no way DAMIEN would be dumb enough and/or not paranoid enough to NOT take the idol with him to elimination, like, ON HIS PERSON. I don't care that it was hidden at the campfire, there is no way anyone with his personality, especially after saying he moves the damn thing like four times a day, would NOT KEEP IT ON HIM DURING THE CEREMONY!! That's just an unnecessary risk and it got him taken out. Also, Priya voting him out made DOUBLE no sense, like I get Wayne and Raj being sentimental and all but why would Priya vote him over someone else?? I'm still not over Zee's elimination either. Like, yeah, I get why, he spilled a bunch of tea about everybody, but did they just FORGET THE FIRST AND ARGUABLY MOST IMPORTANT BIT OF TEA??? THAT CALEB WAS FUCKING WITH PRIYA'S HEAD??? Why did they spare him of that? Caleb should've gotten more fucking consequences for not updating Zee on the development, especially when you made him PROMISE NOT TO SAY ANYTHING!!! However, there's a lot of good stuff too that I absolutely adored about the later episodes:

MK and Julia's farewell felt really fitting, even if I felt MK should've stayed over her, plus the hug??? the mutual respect??? Chef's commentary???? real. Raj and Wayne continue to be completely endearing, both with Raj's elimination and Wayne's obvious love and care for him even when he's not there. I mean FOR CRYING OUT LOUD, his worst fear at the time was having to compete AGAINST Raj instead of with him!!! How precious is that?? Plus the HUG????? RAJ'S FAREWELL?????? EVERYTHING ABOUT IT HAS ME SO GIDDY MAN!! "Bowie, get your dancing shoes!" me, being buried in a pile of the hearts swirling around my head and also just, Bowie in the finale being an icon, as usual, even if he isn't competing. His friendship with Wayne as a result of his relationship with Raj and how he's adapted to their ways of thinking is SO!!!!! GAH!!!!!! HE LEARNED THE HOCKEY TALK!!!!! IM WEAK!!!!!! And everyone on Wayne's team being so genuinely happy to support him, especially those I genuinely would not have expected to be there (Axel, Ripper, Chase) but when I think about it, it makes PERFECT sense, and I'm just,,, AGH!!!!! And while the final three and winner may not have been my first choices, I am ultimately pleased with the ending. Wayne winning makes up for the exhaustion of other plotlines in the season, and really, he played fair and square and won. Much as I wanted Julia to win, I'm glad he did.

now that ive actually seen all the episodes I'm gonna be,,, insane and reblog so much td stuff because obviously, so,, AND IF ANYONE WANTS TO ASK ME MORE QUESTIONS FEEL FREE!!! I WOULD LOVE TO TALK MORE IN DEPTH ABOUT MY THOUGHTS OF THE SEASON!!

[vinetae]

Vanilla and Jasmine - Part 2

Genre: Hybrid!AU, Mafia!AU, Smut, Angst, 18+

W.C: 7k

Pairings: Jimin x Reader, Jungkook x Reader

Warnings: Ohhh boy it's a lot. So first off starting with out appitizers is a little bit of angst. Followed by smut, smut, smut- uhhhh smut, and oh yeah more smut. Sex ed. talk, Jimin teaches Y/n the ropes, Jungkook gets a lil cray cray, Namjoon is the dominating daddy as always -how fucking considerate is he- we got some sad moments, and happy moments!! Jimin is literally so in love with Y/n like- guys it's almost too much for me. Jungkook and Y/n have a little flingy flingy thing going on until they don't 👀 Flashbacks, blowjobs, unknowing of sexual things!Reader, dom (like really really dom)!Jungkook, Soft Dom!Jimin (we'll see that later in the chapters 😉) uh Horny!Taehyung (same bro-) and eomma Jin because literally he is so precious. Sope being sope as always. Emotional reader and she's wishy washy on her decison because of 🌟 T R A U M A 🌟

A/n: Spent all day but literally guys it's so long -that's what she said- Like non-stop writing kind of long. Yeah. So, enjoy!!!

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Fuck him

Fuck him

FUCK. HIM. 

Your body felt absent while laying flat out on Jimin's soft comforter. He'd been tucked in the corner, invested in some little self-help book he'd started a while back. Your limbs stretch out, high-pitched whines exhale past your lips in agony. 

"Jimin-" you moan out, feeling the numbing of your pills finally searing off. It had been a few hours, that you just laid here in silence. Planning all of their funerals, might you add. Your heat had decided to wait a little longer until you'd finally build up some good connections with the guys. Learned a bit more of their native tongue, without the reliance of Jungkook's horrible translations to aid. 

You admire how the soft glow from Sun's last drops of rays beam down into the room, illuminating his heavenly figure. Light, sandy blonde hair gets brushed back as he flips to another page. The agonizing sight leaves a burning ache between your thighs. Want nothing more than to just throw that book to the pits of hell and mark him all the way up his neck. You want his hands soothing the pained mumble of silent suffering below your stomach. The thought of just having his entire body to yours forced a large moan past your lips. His head quirks to the side to check on you. 

His heart truly did break at the sight. Your wrists tied at the joints to his chrome headboard, while the roll of your ankles bound to his footboard. The sweat drips down the sides of your forehead. Your pink tinted lips part, desperately staring at him to try and coerce a move. The flush in your cheeks, heavy and smeared. 

He also knew that what you wanted hadn't been from your own consciousness. You hadn't mentioned one thing to him about any of the things you've been begging aloud for, for the past 3 hours. Especially not 'Alpha's cock'. Whatever that meant. 

His eyes scan over the little words pressed in paper, as he flips to the other side. Trying to block out the strings of plea echoing in his room. 

"J-Jimin please-" desperation is clear in your tone. "I-I was so good!" Tears sliding down your cheeks faster than a slip-and-slide. Your emotions had fluctuated back and forth for the past three hours. Going from highs, to lows, usually cussing him out or begging him to fuck you against the window. No inbetween with this one. 

His heart hurt over this, truly. He didn’t know how much pain this would actually cause, Jungkook’s heats usually are pretty chill. 

But maybe that’s because Namjoon has had him on suppressants for almost half a decade now..

Your back arches off the bed, arms stretching out to pleasingly grip onto something to release from this demon. It had felt like a thousand ropes coiled around your neck, snagging you towards his way, just for even the tiniest bit of comfort. You just wanted his touch. Your body felt like it had been set on fire, the ache in your stomach now boiling to its highest level. 

You felt like dying. 

Not an ounce of embarrassment shines through as you cry out for him. The excruciating torture he heard taint your voice made a knock at the door abrupt. 

"Jimin! Let me in!" Jungkook's voice sounded urgent, laced with panic. Your body recoils at the thought of Jungkook going anywhere near Jimin, but something inside had led you to another thought. 

"Jimin isn't our Alpha."

"N-No.. I l-love him-" 

"You don't love him. You're just so pathetic,  wanting someone's cock." The voices' harsh words collide with your groggy senses. Lips parting to deny the thoughts with a slight whine, but somewhere deep down,

You knew it was true. 

All of a sudden you're met with Jungkook's body towering over yours. His palm placed against your forehead, pinching his nose from the prominent stench. 

"Did you try giving her an ice bath?" Jungkook twists his attention to Jimin, who'd shaken his head. 

"You told me to wait it out." Jimin replies, eyeing the empty pill bottle on his side table. Jungkook's eyes follow in horror. 

"Did you give them all to her!?!" Jungkook's voice toiled with anger, which made your pussy clench around nothing. The same voice so desperately trying to get you out of these chains. 

'He can be our alpha. Just imagine, having his little pups. Being his little breeding bitch, only useful for giving him the babies he deserves.'

"N-No..!" You cry out, trying to rid yourself of the thought all while repeating;

Jimin

Jimin

Jimin 

Jungkook.

..

Jimin's calm exterior quickly diminished when he noticed Jungkook's panicked tone. "Well she had been complaining of some pain so I gave her another dose." Jimin didn't really get the big deal. It didn't have any type of hormone altering additives to them, he read the back panel himself. 

"Her heat is trying to fight off the pills. The stronger dosage you give her, the more she's gonna fight them back. Her body is in overload!" Jungkook's quick to untie the knots around your limbs, as you quickly jump up to sit on your knees, knuckles digging deep into the comforter to try and control yourself. Your head hangs low, as deep breaths exhale your chest in agony. 

You couldn't let this win. 

Jungkook's expression scrunched when the scent of your heat hit his nostrils. He could already feel the stir in his cock, his own needs begging to tower this situation. Jungkook backs away, chest heaving while his hand grips the doorknob for support. 

"G-Get her in the tub. I-It'll help with the te- fuck.." Your head lifts, knowing damn well what Jungkook had been struggling with. Instead, you put all your might into Jimin's soft features. Focusing on that instead. 

Jimin snakes his arm under your side, lifting you from the bed to help you to the bathroom. Your body halts itself, eyes glancing at Jungkook's pained frame. A silent word comes to mind. 

The next thing you know you watch as Jungkook's fist slam back into the door, busting a hole wide open for everyone's viewing glory. His body trembles, eyes burning into yours as they melt away from chocolate brown, to a deep amber. He reaches out towards the door, calling for his owner weakly. 

"N-Namjoon!" His voice is hoarse and raw. A low growl slipping through, churning the fire in your stomach even more. Jimin's quick in stripping you of the green set pajamas Jin had bought for you a few days ago. His head tilting away, as he guides you into the ice cold tub. Your body pushes against his, fighting weakly for the right to not get in that Alaska bath. 

"Come on, Y/n you have to get in-" your fingers grip into the tightness of his skin, nails leaving deep imprints in their path. 

"Jimin please- please!" Your begs aid in no victory. He lowers you to the edge of the tub, tugging on the clasp of his belt. 

"We'll get in together, come on" he's soon stripped of all his items, left in only navy blue boxer briefs, coiled tightly around his thighs, meeting in the center for what was your rightful gift. Hands quick to fly up to tug the material down, he stops your actions. "No- I meant in the bath. I'll get in with you, okay?" Your voice pleads out in high pitched whines. 

"I don't want you in the bath, I want you in me!" His eyes widen, as you hear the low growl coming from outside the door. An idea tugs your thoughts. You stand, quickly making your way down the stairs before Jimin has any time to catch you. Completely bare, your voice calls out in sing-songy tones. 

"Jungkook!~"

"Fuck.." You hear him grumble. Eyes scanning over the room, ignoring the rest of the guys. 

Or.. maybe you don't have to. 

Hands raised in the air as a sort of invitation, for all the men to see your bare self. You could already smell their delicious pre-cum soaking through all of the underwear at the sight. 

"Who wants to fuck me!"

..

"Y/N GET BACK HERE-" Jimin's voice is rasp and harsh as he runs after your quick, and quite nude self with a towel to try and keep you decent. 

"No! You refused, so I go!" Your eyes set on Jungkook's figure who'd been sat on the couch's edge, nursing the tip of his beer in cope. A smirk plasters your lips. Your body sways itself over to his side, as you wrap your arms around his neck. His Adam's Apple bobs up then down from your proximity. "Kookiee~" you whine, straddling his lap with ease. His lips part, hands hesitant to hold your hips as he feels the warmth of your pussy side across his clothed cock that'd been begging to attention. 

"What… in the fuck is going on.." Yoongi quietly remarks, watching the pornographic scene unfold, chugging down a glass of Jungkook's stashed Banana Milk. 

"Jimin, why doesn't she have any clothes on?" Namjoon questions, head craning away out of respect for you. Some of the boys do the same. Others enjoy the free show. 

Jimin groans, trying to pry your body from Jungkook's,shielding your bare form with his own proportions. "Jungkook told me to give her an ice bath, but she didn't want to get in so I said I'd get in with her but now she's really fucking horny." He was displeased in this behavior, but mainly in himself. Had he just let his pride go and given you what you needed, you wouldn’t be straddling his friend’s lap, begging for his cock. Jimin’s hands clenched in anger. 

Hoseok lets out a chuckle, glancing up from the screen of his IPhone. "Makes sense why she'd go for Jungkook first." Their heads crane over to his comment, as your hands are halfway down Kook's jeans, taking his hard cock in your hand. Jungkook's head lulls back, hands kneading at your hips in agony. It was taking his everything he possibly could as to not flip you over and fuck you on this couch for everyone to watch. 

"What do you mean makes sense!?" Jimin's hands are no use for tugging you off. The mind of a mid-heat dog hybrid was much more determined than a simple human. 

"S-Someone please h-help!" Jungkook's whine pushes Namjoon from his spot on the couch, grabbing your hips to aid Jimin's struggles. The two men groan in frustration, Namjoon silently cursing under his breath. 

"Holy fuck, she's strong." He comments, trying another round. Jungkook's hips involuntarily grind up against yours, nearly chasing his own selfish high. 

"Hot damn, they're really gonna fuck right here." Jin chuckles, resting his chin against his palm to enjoy the show. His legs spread wide, his finger caught between plump lips. 

Taehyung turns around, eyes widening at the sight. "Holy shit that's hot." Hand unconsciously running along the outside of his jeans, toying with the zipper. 

"Tae are you gonna jack off to this?" Hoseok butts in, scoffing at the younger man's shameless actions. He smirks, unbuttoning his jeans to slide them down his thighs, watching as they circle his ankles. 

"Fuck yeah I am. Who needs shitty porn plots when you got these two." His fingertips dance along the seams closing around his cock, running a shutter through his body at the touch. Taehyung breaths out, palming his hand to his cock in a slow, teasing manner. “Slap her ass, Koo” He calls out. 

“Tae!” Jimin’s voice strung with annoyance towards his so-called ‘friend’. Taehyung’s shoulders lift to shrug. 

“We were all thinking it.” His tone, laced nonchalantly. 

“Actually I was thinking more of Kook bending her over.” Yoongi’s voice cuts in, which makes all the heads -except for yours and Jungkook’s, which had been so desperate to get two different things-. Yoongi’s glass lifts, cupping his lips around to gulp down a few sips. His body leaned against the side table’s edge now, peaked with curiosity towards the scandal unfolding in their living space. “You know? Give her the ol’ ‘doggy’.” He chuckles at the joke. 

All’d been quiet -except for yours and Jungkook’s struggling moans-.

“Tough crowd.” After a few beats of silence, he plops back down into the couch. Legs unconsciously spread, signaling his interest in the scene. Jin’s lips part slightly, adding in his own two cents. 

“Why not just stuff ‘em in the basement for a while ‘til they calm down.” 

“No.” Jimin’s quick to retort, sending his hyung a bold glare. Jin’s body shifts to the side, uncomfortable with the energy Jimin exceeded.

“

Namjoon's eyes roll. "Number one, Jungkook would refuse a condom. When Jiyeon comes over, she makes sure to always stay on birth control. With Y/n’s body, she’s already too far gone to try, plus it takes days to start working." He stands, pulling at your nape gently. Your head whips around, staring down the tall blonde. His voice lowers, rolling a wave of need through your lower body just like before. 

“Y/n, if you get off I’ll give you a surprise.” Your ears perk at the word, twisting around on Jungkook’s lap to face the brooding man. A smile tugs the corner of his lips, as he continues. “That means all the way off.” Your legs are hesitant, but with the look he’d been giving you, you’re quick to hop off, eager for the gift. His hand reaches behind your ear to scratch. 

“Good girl.”

..

This.. was the surprise?

Namjoon slides a little box towards your feet, crossing his arms in sync. “Well, don’t just stand there. Open it.” You bend at the knees, curious to see what you’d been promised for being good. Even though you knew you hadn’t. 

This-

Was not what you were expecting. 

His eyebrow quirks up, tilting his head in curiosity. “Do you like it?” 

Your hands poke at the little box tucked into the corner, buried underneath a few newspaper folders. He sighs, lowering himself to the ground to meet your level, helping unbox the item. In just a few seconds, he’s holding a strangely shaped object, almost like the bananas you saw using to make ice cream sundaes for movie night. Only, this had been a lot more… plastic-ey?

“Know how to use it?” His question pulls you from your train of thought. Head lifting, slow to nod. Whatever it is, you’re sure you could figure out how to use it. 

..

Five hours. 

Five fucking hours it took you, trying to figure out how to use Namjoon’s gift. In the shower, in the sink, hell, you even tried using it to clean the blinds with. Nothing had been working. You’d thought it might be just something like a puzzle. Something the care center used to let you and the other pups play with in your young years. But this - had been something new for sure. 

At first you thought it had been food. Yeah no, you were quick to rule that one out. 

Next, it might’ve been a vase of some sort. Nope, no flowers would fit either. Actually, there’d been no hole to even make it a vase. Don’t know how you got that idea..

Finally, you’d try using it as a hair curler. Seeing Taehyung using something similar. Only, this hadn’t gotten hot. So, maybe you had to use heat. Then, it kinda started to melt like ice cream. 

So after many tries and fails, and a big glob of Namjoon’s gift sitting on the floor, you’d decided to give up. 

Just as you were about to pack up what little glob you could back into the box, a knock sounded outside the door. Ears perking in curiosity, taking a sniff of the air. Who was this?

“Come in.” You call out, while trying to use a little page from Jimin’s books as a scooper-kinda-thing to put the melted pile into its box. Hadn’t worked very well either. 

“Hey, Y/n if you’re having trouble I can - what the fuck happened in here?” His eyes widen like saucer plates at the messed up room. The curtains ripped from i’s hooks out of their hooks, courtesy of your anger fit. Bed sheets all junked up from your little tantrum, and finally, the pink glob of goo sitting in front of you. His eyebrows knit together in confusion, bending down to meet your level, his voice is soft and sweet. 

“Uh= what.. Were you trying to do?” You huff, slapping your palm face down onto the floor in frustration. 

“Stupid thing is not good.” His head tilts to the side, hand reaching up to stroke your cheek gently, making your anger simmer just a bit. 

“Was it too.. Big?” You raise an eyebrow. 

“What?”

“Uh.. you know. Did it hurt too much?” 

“Well yeah, I burned my finger for this stupid thing.” 

“You.. what?” 

Now you both were confused. 

Just then, a set of footsteps march into the room, mouth dropping at the sight. 

“Y/n?” Your head lifts, body scooting away from Namjoon’s tall figure in cowardice. Was he mad? Were you not supposed to heat it up? 

Your body’s quick to tuck itself further behind Jimin’s using his as a shield. Hands trembling, as your voice begins to break. A flow of tears pricks your eyes in fear. “Pl-please- don’t send me back- I’m sorry! I’ll fix it!” 

Namjoon lowers his body until the three of you are sitting on the floor. Jimin’s hand reaches back, pulling you to his chest instead. You yell out, not wanting to get closer to Namjoon, but Jimin’s embrace keeps you planted. “Y/n-” His voice is soft and nurturing. Your cheeks burned with red, as more streams of tears stained your face. 

You could barely croak out; “Pl-please.. I don’t wanna go back..” 

Both the men’s hearts break at the words. How could they ever send you back to such a place? Anger burned in Namjoon’s chest at the thought. His hand reaches down, placing itself upon your knee to sooth you. “You’re not going back, Y/n. I promise.” You could feel Jimin’s palms rubbing circles into your back, which made you calm down just a bit for Namjoon to add on. “You’re here to stay, no matter what the boys say, okay?” You nod, making the two smile. 

“Now,” His head quirks over to the melted pile of goop you’d somehow created. “What happened here?” 

..

They both had been too stunned to speak. 

“So.. you’re telling me that.. You somehow managed to melt a dildo..” Namjoon’s strange sentence made your head tilt. “And you used it to curl your hair?” 

“Tried to, mister squidward. Tried to.” Jimin chuckles at your words, explaining them to his hyung. 

“I let her watch a few episodes of spongebob.” The two laugh in unison. 

“What is so funny?” Your arms cross, huffing. You’re hurt on how they couldn’t let you into such an.. What’s the word.. It’s something to do with being inside. And it’s funny…

“It’s just-” He could barely speak, laughing so hard at the thought of you using Taehyung’s flat iron to melt the sex toy. 

“It’s unheard of. That’s all.” Jimin cuts off Namjoon, speaking in his place. Once he’s calmed down, he asks once more. 

“So.. you DIDN’T know how to use it, huh.”

You shake your head. “You looked uncomfortable giving it to me.” 

“Because it was to help with your heat.” Your eyebrow lifts in confusion. 

“How?” They both exchange an awkward look, before Namjoon stands up. 

“Wow, would you look at the time- uh Jimin you’ve got this, right?” He’s quick to make it to the door before Jimin gets a say in his exit. 

“Wait hyung!-” 

Slam.

..

“Oh so I-”

“Mhm.”

“And that’s why Namjoon-”

“Mhm.” 

“And it goes in my-” 

“Yes, yes. Right on the money.” You glance down, lifting your butt to look up under you before giving him a confused expression. 

“I’m not sitting on money.” 

“I- … that’s an expression.” 

“Huh.” You think, sighing. “You humans talk weird.” He chuckles, nodding. 

“Indeed we do.” A few moments of silence pass by before you comment. 

“So why did I need it?” 

“Well, Namjoon needed something to get you off Jungkook. And because it would’ve helped with your heat.” 

“Hmm, that doesn’t answer my question.” His eyebrow quirks, not fully understanding the assignment. You crawl over to his side of the floor, meeting at face level. “Why did I need it? It’s not like I’ll die without using it.” 

“Well, it feels good.” Your head tilts to the side.

“How so?” 

“Jesus, Y/n-” He lets out a frustrated breath, making you back away. Ears turning downwards. Hands coming to rest in your lap, as you back down from the question. 

“Nevermind.” 

He glances to your side, sighing. “No, sweetie that’s not what I meant-” 

“You know, why don't people teach me here? It’s like you think I’m stupid.” His hands come to catch your cheeks, thumbing over your skin lightly, bringing your face to his. 

“You’re not stupid, Y/n. Don’t even think that either. It’s just-” He pauses for a second, before continuing. “It’s an awkward conversation.” 

“How so?” 

“Because it talks about stuff humans are afraid to show.” 

You think for a second. “Like.. feelings?” 

He pauses. “Well.. I mean it does have something to do with feelings..”

Your back sits up, posture straightening out of curiosity. “Tell me.. Please?” 

Fuck, he couldn’t resist those puppy eyes. 

“Okay, okay it’s just-” He sighs, chuckling to himself. “Can’t believe I’m having to have this talk right now..” 

Your hand reaches out to hold his, pleading to know the answer. “It’s okay. It’s just you and me. No.. awkward stuff.” His lips roll off a chuckle, hand coming to stroke your hair, admiring your cuteness. 

“You’re adorable, you know that?” 

“I’m not a door- oh. Is that an expassion?”

 He nods. “Expression, yes.”

“Jiminnn” You whine. 

“Right, right.. So uhm-” He lets a breath pass by, before pulling out his phone. “You know what? Maybe YouTube will explain it bette-” Your hand grips his, restricting him from pulling out his phone the rest of the way. 

“No. You teach me.”

A thought comes to mind, pressing a miniature smoke to his lips. 

“Teach.. Or show?”

..

“Wait- she really had never heard of a dildo before?” Jin chuckles out, draining the rice for the fourth time. 

Namjoon nods, snatching a bite of his apple. “Makes sense. I mean who’d just be having toys laying around in that facility anyways?” 

“Wait- Y/n used a dildo and you guys didn’t tell me!?” Taehyung faints a pained expression, clutching to his chest while entering the room. Namjoon’s eyes roll at his drama. 

“Number one, why would we tell you if she used it or not? Number two, aren’t you supposed to be down there with Kook right now?” Taehyung shrugs, peeling back the skin of his banana for a bite. 

“He sounded fine. Told me to leave. Think he just wanted to jerk it in peace.” Namjoon pinches the skin on his nose bridge, sighing at the younger male’s decision. 

“Did you at least chain his leg?” Taehyung’s eyebrow quirks. 

“We have chains?” 

The two older males share a horrified look. 

..

Fuck. 

Fucking. 

“Fuck!” Jungkook’s voice echoes the empty room, groaning in frustration at the stench. His head bangs back against the wall, as silent, pained tears roll down his cheeks. 

Your stench to be exact. 

Your heat had been like a steak taunting a lion. Especially with your little behavior earlier had the tip of his cock more red than Santa’s sleigh. He’d tried everything to get rid of it. After about the seventh jerk session, he’d given up. Learning to just bear with the pain for the next couple of days. 

It’d all been Jimin’s fault really. If he would’ve gotten you on those fucking pills like Namjoon told him to, he wouldn’t be the one down here suffering with a raging hard on and sweating bullets. 

It should be him down here, not Jungkook. 

He’d done nothing wrong. In fact, Jungkook tried helping by staying away from you! For days on end, he did everything he could to stay away. Going to mind-numbing basketball games with Yoongi, helping Hoseok go out and shop for some new knives for his collection, hell! He even took up knitting! 

Fucking KNITTING.

Now here he is, being treated like the bad guy. The one who fucked up YOUR heat schedule. Yeah sure. 

His hand comes to squeeze his abdomen as soft whines roll from his lips. He was paying the price for something he never bought in the first place. 

..

“When you sais show I thought you were gonna-” 

“I am. This is showing you.” Your eyebrow raises, questioning his ways of teaching this. His hands gripped the two barbies tightly, explaining the process as he went along. “So then the sperm- are you even listening?” You shake your head, pulling yourself from the train of thought. 

“W-Where’d you get these Barbies anyways?” 

He sighs, setting the plastic dolls on the floor. “My little cousin comes over here sometimes. She left two here for me to keep.” 

A smile creeps your lips. “Cute.” 

He chuckles, picking the dolls back up once more. “Okay, so as I was saying the sperm-” 

“Do we have that?” 

He stops for a second. “You mean hybrids?” You nod. “Yeah, I mean that’s how a baby is made so-” Your hand placed on top of his, stopping the little show. 

“So where do you keep it?” 

“Uh.. in the testes, like I said.” You nod, humming. Finger placed against your lip, pondering the images. His head tilts, catching your eyes. “Ready?” 

“For?” 

“Me to keep going.” You hum in question, pulling the plump of your bottom lip between your teeth. 

“I think I got it now.” He smiles, silently thanking the universe for this being over. 

“Alright so you-” 

“But what about hybrid heats?” 

“What?” 

You stand, placing your hands on your hips. “I’m a hybrid, Jimin. I know your body now, but what about mine?” 

He’s silent for a second, before responding. “Uh.. you could ask Jungkook.” 

You huff, arms throwing up into the air. “I thought I could ask my mate instead! You’re supposed to know everything about me!” His eyes widened in shock. 

“Y-Y/n.. I’m not-” 

“Ugh, forget it.” You quickly walk out the door, slamming it behind you in the process. 

..

Jungkook’s body reeked of sweat and grime. His heat, for some reason, felt as if it was ten times worse this month. Eyelids flutter to stay open, as his chest heaves with might, as if fighting himself. As he laid there on the hard mattress, his ears perked at the sound of a door opening. Feet trotting down the stairs, before your voice groans with disgust. 

“Ew, it smells.” His fists clench at the sight. 

“Nice to see you too.” He bites back with gritted teeth. Your eyes scanned across his sprawled out body, laid flat against the mattress which hadn’t looked the least bit comfortable. A slight pang in your heart rang at the sight. His body looked exhausted and worn out. The charcoal, natural bangs stuck to his forehead made a frown tug on your lips. You lower your body to meet his level, hand unconsciously coming to brush the sweaty locks from his face. A low growl rumbled in his chest. 

He turns over, facing the wall instead of you. “What do you want.” His voice is harsh and cold, unlike his body. 

Your butt lands on the floor, sitting next to the mattress. “Jimin told me about babies.” 

That made Jungkook’s stomach churn with want. Fuck, why did it have to be you of all people to come down and tell him this? Saying it like that made him want to-

He shoos the thoughts away. “So why are you telling me?” 

Your body rolls over his, sitting in front of his face to make him pay attention. “He used barbie dolls.” That made Jungkook chuckle. He sits up, leaning against the wall. Talking as if he’d just run a marathon. 

“Dolls?” 

“Mhm.” 

“So why tell me this again?” Your eyes soften to meet his, a pouty expression lowering your lips in plea. 

“He only taught me his way of doing stuff.” Jungkook’s eyebrow quirks. 

“Sex.” He comments, making you nod. 

“And when I tried asking about the hybrid part he-” 

“Listen Y/n,” He twists to the side to meet your eyes. Trying his hardest to fight the urge of not just taking you right on this dusty, greasy mattress, breeding you for his own, making you cry out his name as he pounds into you like a-

He shakes the thoughts away once more. This time, being even more of a pain to get rid of. “Even though I live here, other than Namjoon, none of the other guys really know how it works for hybrids.” Your head lowers, nodding.

“I should’ve guessed that..” A few moments of silence pass before you continue. Grabbing onto the sleeve of his oversized white tee, you give him the most puppy-like begging eyes you could muster. “Can you pleeeease with cherries on, teach me??” He chuckles. 

“First off, it’s ‘pretty please with cherries on top’. And secondly, why me?” 

“Because you’re a hybrid, dummy.” 

“Mmm, well Namjoon knows the same as I do. Maybe a little more.” Your hand lowers to grip onto his, guiding his palm to your heart. -Which just happened to be under your breast-

“I want you to teach me.” A low growl echoes through the room, making the same fire burn in the pit of your stomach. His fingers lightly clench onto your breast, earning himself a little whine from you. 

“Say it again.” His voice seemed like it changed in an instant. Your eyebrow raises, but obeys. 

“I want you-” 

“There. Keep saying it.” His hand takes control over yours, guiding your palm to press into his crotch. You both let out similar moans at the touch. His lips lower to meet yours, grazing over the plump goodness, with the protruding of his teeth. Breath toys on the edges as he whispers in a lowered tone. “I’ll do you one better, baby girl. Forget teaching, I’ll show you. But I want you to do one thing for me.” 

His tongue pokes out to graze across your bottom lip, making a whine slip from your end. Bodies both now share the same fiery heat and touch, as your hands reach out to grip at his neck. “A-Anything..” 

A smirk presses his lips, as he pulls you to straddle his lap. 

“I want you to scream so loud that everyone in this damn city knows my name.” 

..

The clock ticks against the wall like a death bomb. Any minute, you’d be back up with a smile on your face from getting the explanation you deserved. Jimin lets out a sigh, plopping back against the bed, wondering if what he’s been doing really was the best thing for you. He absolutely adores you and all, but something felt off about it. Like, you’d be much better off with your own people. He practically forced you into learning his language, etiquettes, manners, and biology, without even asking if you’d wanted to. Being forced to do something you didn’t want..

Was exactly what the center had done to you. 

He groans out, using his forearm as a shield against the brightly lit fireplace lights. Soon, a few footsteps echo through the room with a large slam of the door against his wall.

“Jimin, where’s Y/n?” Namjoon’s quick to ask, frantically searching around the room for you. Jimin lets out a sigh, leaning back down onto his wallow bed. 

“She’s talking with Jungkook. Check his room.” He replies, turning over to face his fireplace. Watching as the embers crackle. 

“Jungkook’s in heat!” 

..

“Fuck- Oh God, Y/n..” His head throws back, basking in the way her lips wrap around his cock so delicately. The swirl of your tongue doing a number on his mental state. Your lips part, popping off just a bit to see how he was doing. 

“Is this good?” His chest heaves of a deep groan, watching as your eyes twinkle with innocence, admiring the way you’d been sucking on his cock for the last two minutes. His tattooed hand lowers, tightening his grip of your roots sternly. 

“You’re doing great baby, keep it up.” he praises, which sends a wave of arousal coursing through your body. Eyes screwed shut, lips falling apart at the pleasure of your lips. You choke back a few times, before finally popping off for the last time. 

“What’s that white stuff?” You ask, as his lead lowers, chest heaving a light chuckle. 

“Cum.” 

“Where are we going?” 

This just makes him laugh harder. “No, baby girl. This,” He lifts the tip of his finger, swiping a little off the slit before pressing it to your lips. 

“Open.” He commands. Your lips part, as he presses the salty liquid against your tastebuds. “Is cum.” 

Your face scrunches, processing the flavor. “It tastes like Namjoon’s cooking..” He laughs, nodding. 

“Salty, right?” You nod. His fingers grip the tip of your chin, meeting your lips in the middle for a sloppy, yet arousing kiss. His hands come to lift your knees, sliding down the little pajamas shorts Jimin had bought you. 

Jimin…

“So fucking sexy.” He groans out, slipping your panties and shorts off his one go. His hands are quick to guide you to hover you over his lap, rubbing the length of his cock between your soaked folds. Hands gripping onto his shoulders for support, as his finger comes to press between your legs, activating some kind of button. You thrust your head back, mouth drawing out a loud and whiny moan. Fingernails digging into the buff of his shoulders.  

“Yeah, you like that?” His free hand comes to rip away your satin pajama shirt that Jimin had also bought for you. 

Fuck..

Jimin.

Your lips part, chest pressing into his as you felt the tip of his cock line up with your entrance. His mouth presses hot kisses along the side of your neck, paying extra attention to the little sweet spot hidden on your shoulder blade. His teeth, baring and pleading to sink down. To claim you as his own, to where no other fucking man would ever touch his little baby aga-

“Alright you two, party’s over!” Namjoon’s voice calls out, as the four men rush down the stairs. All except Namjoon’s eyes widen from the men, as they take in this pornographic sight. 

“Holy shit.. They actually did it..” Taehyung comments in awe. 

Namjoon’s eyes roll at the younger’s comment. “Time to put the genitals away, kids.” 

“Speak for yourself.” Taehyung adds, already moving to peel off his button down tan shirt. “Hey, Kook, got room for one more?” Jungkook’s chest heaves a low growl, pulling you body closer to his -as if that was even possible-. Then, his eyes stop on Jimin’s form. The man wore anger as cold as ice, and red as blood. If this were a cartoon, his ears would be blowing out steam. 

A smirk presses Jungkook’s lips. “What’s the matter, Jiminie? I’m just doing what you were afraid to.” Your head turns to the side, throat mewling out a whine towards him. 

Jimin. 

‘No. He hurt you too much. He drugged you.. Tricked you.. Teased you, just to leave you high and dry. He doesn’t deserve us.’

As if the little voice in your head turned your head, your eyes meet Jungkook’s. Full of lust and intensity. 

‘See? He’s the one that loves us. Jimin doesn’t want you. He just wants someone to fix… to him, you’re just a project. You’re broken. 

But… even after everything he’s done, you still-

“Y/n, please.” His arm is reaching out to yours. Eyes full of warmth, and kindness, almost as if it hadn’t been fixed, but.. nurturing. 

Jungkook shields your body away, using a blanket to cover up your indecency. “Don’t you fucking learn how to knock?” 

“Come on, Jungkook, just give us Y/n and we’ll be out of your hair.” Hoseok answers, slowly bending down to try and carefully pull you away. 

“I’ll even call Jiyeon for you if you want-” 

Jungkook spits out. “I don’t want that whore. She always smelled like that fucking birth control anyways. But this,” His finger drags along your cheek, as if like a knife’s edge. “So fragile, so full of life..” You flinch from his touch, trying to pull away from his body, but the grip he held over you had been three times as strong. 

Your voice is so weak. It’s like something has been draining you of energy by each passing second. “J-Jungkook..?” His eyes meet yours. The chocolate irises once so fluffy and doe-like had been replaced by something much darker. More dangerous. 

He smirks, tugging at your cheek to coo at you. “Yes, my love?” 

Gag. 

No- you were about to-

“Ohhh shit!” Taehyung exclaims, backing away from the puke pile that landed right to the side of you and Jungkook. Where Jimin stood. He cringes, scooting away from the pile but still manages to hold out his hand for you. 

Jungkook groans, pushing you from his lap in disgust. “Fucking bitch!” He yells, pulling up the hem of his boxer shorts before towering over your barely decent figure. His hand raises, as a wave of memories flood back. 

‘Little piece of shit!’ He calls out, as you fall backwards to the floor. His large body stood as tall as a mountain you’d read about in  one of your books. 

Your hands fall behind, propping yourself up as you try and scoot away from his shadowy and menacing figure. “I-I s-s-sor-” 

He lets out a deep chuckle. “Aw, is little doggy gunna say her sorry?” His hand reaches down, lifting you from the collar of your dress. Hand coming to muffle your screams. 

“It’s gonna take more than a sorry to fix it, you little fucker.” One of the other guards chuckle, as a swarm of large men cage your entire body. 

One of the men comments, as he reaches down to unzip his uniform’s pants, panic tearing your eyes. 

“Down, bitch.” 

“FUCK!” Jungkook curses, hunching over to cough up a small pile of blood. His nose, now oozed with a red liquid, as it drips to his hand. Someone pulls you to the side before scooping you into their arms. Soft whispers and coos breath against your ear, as his arms wrap around your figure to keep you from being exposed. Tears stream down your cheeks like Niagara Falls. You watched as Jungkook takes a few more hits, before throwing his own towards Namjoon. He’s quick to dodge, putting the younger man in his place. 

“Alright you little mut, let’s get you a cold shower.” Jungkook growls, head craning to you as he spits some blood to the cement floor. A smirk presses his lips. 

“You see this, pup? This is what we do.” He chuckles, before Taehyung and Namjoon both escort him firmly up the stairs. Soon, you’re just left with someone’s familiar embrace holding you tight. A soft lullaby sung in your ears, as he rocks your back and forth gently. Then, you let it loose. 

..

“I-I did w-what?” His voice had been laced with anxiety. The cold shower obviously helped Jungkook tremendously, and Nmajoon had been able to give him a larger dose than before to combat the hellion that came out of him. 

“Fucked up, bad.” Yoongi comments, scoffing at the younger male’s actions. Namjoon grumbles, shooing him out. Now it’s just him and Jungkook. Namjoon plops down next to the tub’s edge, letting out a sigh. 

“Well.. I mean you kinda did fuck up pretty badly.” Namjoon scratches the younger’s ears with worry. 

“I-I didn’t mean to- I didn’t want to hurt her- she came down to me, hyung!” Tears soaked his cheeks. Namjoon pulls the poor boy into a tight embrace, soothing his cries. 

“I know, Kook. You’d never do anything like that, we all know it.” Jungkook pulls away, sniffling. 

“B-But I did it, hyung.. I couldn’t control myself.. This has never happened before!” 

“I know, I know. It's because she’s new, and her breed is so close to yours. Jiyeon’s is what?” 

Jungkook sighs, pulling his knees to his chest, quietly answering. “She’s a minx hybrid.” Namjoon claps once. 

“See? There we go! Y/n’s papers said that she’s a Kilatski hybrid. So she'll be totally more attractive to you than Jiyeon.” Jungkook nods slowly, turning his head to the side to face the tub’s wall. 

“I guess.” 

..

Silence. Shame. Guilt. Embarrassment. 

Not long ago, these four things lived together in Y/n’s heart. 

Still do. 

“Come on, sweetie. You’ve gotta eat something.” 

You felt sick. Like you didn’t deserve to eat his food. You didn’t deserve these clothes, the shelter he provides, the love he’s giving. 

He holds out a bite of oatmeal to your lips, making a little theme song up as he goes. 

‘Come on Y/n. 

Please eat the oatmeal. 

I worked really hard. 

Don’t let it go to wa-’

“That doesn’t rhyme.” He chuckles, pushing the spoon to your lips. Your head lowers, not being able to even look him in the eye. 

You’re going back. 

He hates your guts, and he’s sending you back. He’ll take away all of the clothes, maybe even make you puke up the food you’ve eaten today. 

Actually, you haven’t. 

He flashes a bright smile, making a little strange sound. “Chuga-chuga-chuga-chuga-choo~” He sighs, setting the spoon down on the counter. Pushing the bowl away, he comes to pull you into his arms. He tucks your head underneath his chin, as your tears stain his shirt for the seventh time today. 

“It’s alright, baby. You’re okay, see? Nobody’s gonna hurt you. You’re safe.”

Safe. 

You’ve never been safe before. 

When you weren’t fearing for your life from the workers of the facility, you’d been busy being terrified of the other pups in your circle. Some had been quite mean. Pouring their leftover milk into the kid's hair, yanking down their skirts. (that’s why the facility made us switch to the dresses instead.)

But to be honest, they were all just scared too. 

His hand rubs soothing circles into your back, allowing you to sit up when needed. Your face flushes red at the love in his eyes. 

“W-why are you..” You could barely get the words out. “D-Do you still love me?” 

He pouts, pulling you closer to his chest. “Sweetheart, nothing could ever make me not love you.” 

You sit back up, wanting some answers. “Then wh-why didn’t you want to-” His hands gently take yours, tilting your head to catch his soft gaze. 

“I know what they did to you in that center, Y/n. I didn’t want to be the cause of you remembering any of it..” He straightens his back, letting go of a sigh. “But.. I know that I also should’ve helped you when you were in pain.. I’m sorry I wasn’t there for that, baby.” He thumbs a few tears away as you keep choking up from it all. 

“I-I’m s-sorry..” You croak out before letting your head fall into his lap. Tears now claiming his dark-wash jeans as well. His hands rub all around your back, like a mini massage. 

“I was the dick in this, Y/n.” You lean up, sniffling. 

“B-But you’re not a penis.” He chuckles, pressing his forehead to your own before lightly peppering a kiss to the tip of your nose. 

“There’s my sweet girl.”

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AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I SIMP FOR THIS AND I CREATED IT KANSLNALSDN LMFAO

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Yea I honestly don't care at this point, it's just annoying to me that these folk who claim Michael is horrible, and how much they hate his guts, keep on using his tags, it's like they wanna force feed us this new Michaela version of him claiming that she's soooo much better than he ever was, and if we don't like it then we're all most definitely staring, homophobic white women, who are bitter that we can't use Francesca/Michael as our self-interests. (Newsflash I'm a woc who's been bullied for being a woc, I have black friends and trans friends all of whom I love dearly, and would bitch slap anyone who's disrespectful towards them. Also the Irony that this horrible male character is the one who provided the blueprints for their beloved Michaela.

I actually hate Bridgerton from season 2 because of how dirty they did Kate, with making it look like she stole her sisters man or smth. I'm a fan of Polin too but I hate season 3 because with the amount of pointless subplots, they don't get enough focus as as main leads, and honestly Polin spent more time arguing and being mad than in love which again I hate. The Michael getting gender bent part is just the breaking point for me, because now this show is officially not an adaptation, they have zero respect for source material and are basically making the show into a cheep wattpad fanfic version of everything it was.

Exactly! How are we supposed to be fine with it when most of us have waited years to see him on screen? I can understand the new fandom's pov, because Bridgerton does lack representation and some people are happy to see it in somewhere, and might feel fear that the backlash that this choice has gotten would make the creators undo it, but that's not our fandom's fault is it? And who even knows if Fran will get a season? This is most likely a way for the writers to pacify people who have been upset about the lack of inclusivity in the show. If they really cared about it, there would already have been lgbtq main characters from the starting point in season one. Why does one fandom have to suffer for the sake of another? Why couldn't we all get what we wanted? Why didn't they announce this before season three was released so we could have known this was coming and not have gotten our hopes up about seeing Michael once John showed up? (cause which fandom wants to be surprised and mocked like this?) Why does Fran now suddenly seem like she would emotionally cheat on John? Why is her character so wishy-washy? Honestly, the questions don't end.

And yes, I agree about the whole self insert accusations too. I respect the lgbtq community, and see the value of representation of it in media, and commend it when it is done right, but that doesn't mean I'm not sad that Michael was used by the writers of this show.

I too hate season two for how horribly kanthony was written. What was supposed to be an enemies-to-friends-to-lovers story was reduced to a silly love triangle that took focus away from the main characters' journey and past trauma (mainly Kate's). Polin are the writers' favourite and therefore the best treated ship, but yes, I didn't like how the writing of them lacked depth in part two of season three. And don't even get me started on the whitewashing of Portia.

Yeah, I'm done with this show too. It's just taking me some time to come to terms with it especially when I see people attack the franchael fandom and one of my favourite fictional characters with vile accusations and sadistic language. Shondaland is known to ruin good things so it's really our fault for continuing to watch this show for this long tbh.

[the-himawari]

A3! Troupe Event Translation - Journey to the Colours (9/11)

*Please read disclaimer on blog; default name set as Izumi

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Kumon: … (I caused so much worry for not only everyone in Summer troupe, but also nii-chan and Director…) (I’ll give it my absolute all in rehearsals from tomorrow on to make up for it!)

*bzz, bzz*

Kumon: Yamaguchi? Ah! I forgot to reply to him! Hello!?

Yamaguchi: “Hello? You haven’t replied since earlier. Did something happen?”

Kumon: Sorry! I was kinda all over the place… But don’t worry, I watched the last match of your high school life!

Yamaguchi: “I know because I saw you. I didn’t get a reaction back though.”

Kumon: I said I was sorry!

Yamaguchi: “So, how was it?”

Kumon: Eh? Erm, well… you were really cool out there! It was like the culmination of all the practice you put in for three years. There’s no way you wouldn’t look cool having the time of your life like that after everything you’ve done!

Yamaguchi: “Geez, what’re you talking about?”

Kumon: Also, I remembered the time I was part of the baseball team and it felt so nostalgic. I felt kinda sad and jealous seeing all of you playing in the game together. That fist bump you did at the end—you also did that in the past when we lost a game a long time ago, right?

Yamaguchi: “Ahh… right, I did do that, huh? It just came back to me.”

Kumon: Just now!? Geez, dude~. I thought you were encouraging me.

Yamaguchi: “…Well, to be honest, I wanted to play as a battery together with you until the very end, too.” “But it’s not like I won’t be able to play baseball with you anymore. Even now, we play catch and casual games together, don’t we?”

Kumon: —Yeah, that’s true! Let’s keep playing baseball together from here on out, ‘kay, Yamaguchi!

Yamaguchi: “You know it.”

Kazunari: …Kumopi looks happy.

Tenma: It looks like his fog has been lifted.

Muku: Yeah. I’m so glad.

Yuki: We’d be in trouble if our lead was a wishy-washy guy.

Misumi: I can’t wait for our rehearsals starting tomorrow~.

-pause-

Tenma: “Tch, another annoying guy is here.”

Muku: “Hmph. It doesn’t matter how many people come, they’re not match for us!”

Kumon: “I’ve been searching high and low for you! You can’t deceive people!”

Juza: Just now, you should keep your center of gravity a lil lower—.

Kumon: …Like this? Woah, it’s a lot easier to do now! Thanks, nii-chan!

Juza: It’s ‘cause you practiced. You’re movin’ better than before in general.

Kumon: Ehehe! Nii-chan complimented me~!

Muku: Good for you, Kyu-chan!

Banri: Kumon’s got good reflexes to begin with, so he’s quick to get the hang of it.

Izumi: That’s true. It’s great it looks like he’s able to focus now and get back on track.

-pause-

Kumon: Hmm…

Kazunari: What’s up, Kumopi?

Kumon: I’m trying to come up with a title for the show~. Director told me the title is gonna be finalized soon, so I should let her know if I have any good ideas.

Kazunari: Gotcha~. I gotta fix the flyer design soon too. So, you got any ideas?

Kumon: I’ve wracked my brain, but…

Kazunari: The Tale of The Wicked Heavenly Dragon Son Goku’s Adventure… Extreme West Quest… those titles would totes suit you, don’tcha think~!

Kumon: Well, I tried thinking of words that are phonetically similar, but nothing’s clicked yet~.

Kazunari: Phonetically similar, huh~… AH! In that case, how does this sound?

-pause-

Kumon: This happens every time, but we got the show in the blink of an eye, huh?

Tenma: When rehearsals got into full swing, it felt like we were just blasting through it.

Muku: Opening day is nerve wracking no matter how many times I experience it. Are you holding up, Kyu-chan?

Kumon: I feel nervous, but I’m also super psyched!

Kazunari: Kumopi’s so dependable~!

Yuki: You were ridiculously pale during your first leading show.

Misumi: Now he looks raring to go~!

Muku: You’ve grown a tremendous amount compared to back then.

Kumon: Ehehe.

Izumi: Everyone will be fine. Just perform as you did during rehearsals. Be careful not to injure yourselves, alright?

Kumon: Got it!

Tenma: It’s the overly eager guys like that who are the most at risk.

Yuki: Takes one to know one.

Tenma: No one asked!

Kumon: Ahaha!

Izumi: (A lively color that’s bright enough to blow away all their nerves—this is what you call Summer troupe…)

*flashback starts*

Izumi: …”Journey to the Colours”?*

Kumon: Yeah! Kazu-san came up with it!

Kazunari: I got it from Kumopi’s idea to use a phonetic equivalent~. Our costumes and the visuals for the world setting in our upcoming show are more colourful and vibrant than usual, aren’t they? I hope our play will also overflow with brilliance, just like Sanzo’s journey with his friends~!

Tsuzuru: …Great idea. Being highly saturated with colours suits Summer troupe.

Izumi: Yeah. Let’s go with that!

*flashback ends*

Izumi: (I’m glad we came up with a title that fits Summer troupe perfectly.) (May everyone in the Summer Troupe shine even more vividly on the stage on their opening day—.)

Manager: It’s almost showtime~!

Kumon: Group huddle, guys!

Kazunari: Okay~.

Kumon: Everyone, sorry for causing you so much worry this time! Since it was my second time playing the lead role, I thought that I had to work hard and show everyone my best side. But I know I ended up causing unnecessary trouble. I felt lost and depressed when I remembered my baseball team days… But I realized once again that the reason why I’m able to stand on stage with such confidence is because I have all of you. Because I'm with you guys, I feel like I can do anything. We’re definitely going to make this how a success! LET’S GO! TO TENJIKU!

Kazunari: YEAH!

Muku: Yeah!

Misumi: LET’S GO!

Yuki: He’s hyping us up like a baseball team, huh?

Tenma: It feels like we’re going to Nationals again.

-pause-

Sanzo [Kazunari]: “Going on a journey with someone you don’t get along with is hell…”

Goku [Kumon]: “Ehh? You think so? Travelling is fun no matter who you’re with!” “Ah, it says they’re holding a festival right now. I wanna go!”

Sanzo [Kazunari]: “Listen, Goku. This is an ascetic journey to Tenjiku in order to study sutras. It is not a sightseeing trip.”

Hakkai [Yuki]: “Since I’ve come all the way here, I’d like to stop by a town a little further south.” “I heard there’s a popular sweets shop. They have fluffy pao cakes.”

Gojo [Misumi]: “No festivals and no sweets shops. There will be too many women. It’s dangerous. I’d much rather pass through the mountain range over there where we’re bound not to meet anyone.”

Hakkai [Yuki]: “If a regular human like our master climbed such a steep mountain, he would freeze to death.”

Sanzo [Kazunari]: “…That’s enough. I will head to the temple lodging where we are staying today by myself.”

Goku [Kumon]: “That’s too dangerous! Master, if you travel alone, you’ll get gobbled up by demons in no time.”

Sanzo [Kazunari]: “*Sigh*…”

Goku [Kumon]: “Since everyone wants to go somewhere different, why don’t we take turns and visit all of them in order?”

Hakkai [Yuki]: “What a pain.”

Gojo [Misumi]: “I’m absolutely against going to a festival or sweets shop.”

Goku [Kumon]: “Now, now. You might have fun if you go! Let’s go, let’s go!”

Hakkai [Yuki]: “My sweets shop will be first on the list then. I heard there’s a huge line, so we have to go early tomorrow morning.”

Sanzo [Kazunari]: “*Sigh*… good grief. I am not the least bit interested. But I suppose I must…”

-pause-

*jumps down*

Ginkaku [Muku]: “Older brother, is that human…?”

Kinkaku [Tenma]: “There’s no mistaking it. He’s the spitting image of Genjo Sanzo’s portrait.”

Ginkaku [Muku]: “I wonder if Sanzo will be tasty…”

Kinkaku [Tenma]: “They say eating him will prolong your lifespan, but I wonder about the taste. Well, we’ll know once we devour him.”

Ginkaku [Muku]: “I can’t wait!”

*dream starts*

Gojo in his previous life [Misumi]: “Enough already. This is different than what you’ve been saying up until now.”

Hakkai in his previous life [Yuki]: “I can’t go along with your selfish whims anymore, Goku.”

Goku in his previous life [Kumon]: “Eh~? But it’s more fun this way.”

Gojo in his previous life [Misumi]: “I heard you were going to create a world with only women, so I went along with your plan.”

Hakkai in his previous life [Yuki]: “And I jumped on board because you said that all the food in the world would become extremely spicy gourmet food I love if I went along with you.” “I’m done here~!”

Gojo in his previous life [Misumi]: “I’m out too.”

*walks away*

Goku in his previous life [Kumon]: “What the hell… I can’t help it, you know? I changed my mind.”

Heaven’s voice: “Goku… you have manipulated those around you at your own fickle whims and you have thrown the world in to chaos.” “You cannot return to heaven until you repent.”

Goku [Kumon]: “HUH!? Why!? No way! I just did what I thought was fun! I’m not doing anything wrong!”

*dreams ends*

Goku [Kumon]: “*Yaaawn*…”

Hakkai [Yuki]: “You look sleepy.”

Goku [Kumon]: “I had a weird dream.”

Gojo [Misumi]: “It’s just before dawn. Anyone would be sleepy. You said there’d be a wait, but this is one hell of a line. Where is the store?”

Sanzo [Kazunari]: “There’s still 5 hours before the store opens, but look at this queue…”

Hakkai [Yuki]: “This isn't even the worst. When it’s bad, there are people who pull two all-nighters.”

Gojo [Misumi]: “Did you say two? You mean there are people who will stand in line here for two days straight?”

Sanzo [Kazunari]: “How dreadful… Will we have to endure this for two whole days…?”

Goku [Kumon]: “I’m tired.”

Sanzo [Kazunari]: “Goku. You’re the one who originally said you would go everywhere the others wanted to go, remember?”

Gojo [Misumi]: “You said we might have fun if we went.”

Goku [Kumon]: “Well this isn’t fun! It’s boring. I wanna go somewhere else!”

Sanzo [Kazunari]: “How selfish…”

Girl A: “Excuse me. Can we take a picture together?”

Girl B: “Are you a celebrity, mister? You look so cool!”

Gojo [Misumi]: “Err… n-no, I’m…”

Hakkai [Yuki]: “And as usual, he’s unnecessarily popular with the ladies~.”

Goku [Kumon]: “Hey, hey. Can I head to the next place already?”

Sanzo [Kazunari]: “You threw in the towel way too fast. You’ve only been in line for a few minutes.”

Goku [Kumon]: “I’m at my limit! See ya~.”

*runs off*

Sanzo [Kazunari]: “Wait, Goku. Simply acting on your own like that—.”

Hakkai [Yuki]: “Master, anything you say to Goku will go in one ear and out the other.”

Girl C: “Please take a selfie with me!”

Girl D: “What’s this line for? Is it to take selfies with that guy? I’ll get in line too!”

Hakkai [Yuki]: “Would you look at that~. A new line has formed in front of Gojo.”

Gojo [Misumi]: “S-sorry… I’ll just… head back to the temple first…”

Sanzo [Kazunari]: “And now Gojo…”

Hakkai [Yuki]: “You guys sure lack grit~. If you just wait a little longer, you’ll be able to eat an exquisite pao cake full of cream.” “The cream in the pao cakes are threefold: they contain honey, condensed milk, and chocolate.”

Sanzo [Kazunari]: “That’s… going to be too sweet for me, don’t you think? I’ll just get a drink.”

Hakkai [Yuki]: “Once you enter the store, there’s a sign that says you have to order one pao cake per person.”

Sanzo [Kazunari]: “…My apologies, but I am going to head back to the temple first.”

Hakkai [Yuki]: “Huh~! Even you, Master~?”

Sanzo [Kazunari]: “If our palates don’t match, then we won’t be able to share a meal together…”

-pause-

*door opens*

Sanzo [Kazunari]: “Phew… yes, the temple really is the most relaxing place of all.”

Gojo [Misumi]: “You are right about that… there’s not a single woman here…”

Goku [Kumon]: “So, what should we do? Baseball? Soccer? BBQ?”

Sanzo [Kazunari]: “What are you thinking in a place like this? This is a spot where one calmly faces their own selves.”

Goku [Kumon]: “Aww, that’s boring.”

Sanzo [Kazunari]: “You should read one of the scriptures too.”

Goku [Kumon]: “You’re just saying that because you like scriptures.” “There’s no point just reading books like that. We gotta get out and see the great wide world!” “Come on, let’s all go play together!”

Sanzo [Kazunari]: “You’re going to receive bad karma if you speak about scriptures like that—.”

Heaven’s voice: “You know too little of the outside world. While it is impressive that you're so diligent about studying, you are simply clinging to your books.”

Sanzo [Kazunari]: “—Please leave me be and go on your own. I will stay here.”

Goku [Kumon]: “Eh~! What about you then, Gojo?”

Gojo [Misumi]: “Of course I am going to say with Master. As a disciple, that’s only natural.”

Goku [Kumon]: “I know it’s because you won't get caught up by women here! Ugh, whatever. I’m going alone then. You guys are lame!”

*runs off*

Gojo [Misumi]: “How dare he talks to Master that way? Good grief.”

Sanzo [Kazunari]: “What in the world was that voice earlier…”

Gojo [Misumi]: “What is the matter?”

Sanzo [Kazunari]: “ …Oh, no. It’s nothing.”

-pause-

Goku [Kumon]: “I really don’t see eye to eye with those guys, huh~? Festivals are definitely more fun.”

*shoots*

Goku [Kumon]: “Ah, you ladies are amazing at shooting the targets. Here, have some juice.”

Lady A: “Thanks!”

Lady B: “Do you wanna try shooting too?”

Goku [Kumon]: “Don’t mind if I do! Target practice is a staple at festivals, after all~.”

*shoots*

Lady A: “Hey, you’re a pro at this!”

Goku [Kumon]: “Is there anything you want? Which one should I aim for?”

Lady A: “If you’re asking, then that plushie over there!”

Goku [Kumon]: “A plushie, huh?”

*shoots*

Lady B: “Amazing! You hit it right on the mark!”

Goku [Kumon]: “Here you go.”

Lady A: “Thanks! Shall I treat you to something as thanks?”

Goku [Kumon]: “If you insist, let’s go to karaoke.”

Lady B: “Are you by yourself? Did you not come here with friends?”

Goku [Kumon]: “No worries, no worries! I don’t get along with them at all~. Let’s hang out ‘til morning~.”

-pause-

Ginkaku [Muku]: “Welcome. Table for one? Do you have any companions—.”

Hakkai [Yuki]: “For one.”

Ginkaku [Muku]: “…Please take a seat over here.”

Hakkai [Yuki]: “I finally made it into the store~. I’ll have the special, fluffy, three-layered pao cake, please!”

Ginkaku [Muku]: “Coming right up.”

Hakkai [Yuki]: “Gojo and the others should’ve came too. Too bad, so sad~.”

-pause-

Ginkaku [Muku]: “Apologies for the wait. Here’s a special, fluffy, three-layered pao cake. Please enjoy it while it’s hot.” (I didn’t expect Sanzo to be absent, but the less obstacles the better. Now quickly, with one bite of the poisoned pao cake…)

Hakkai [Yuki]: “Don’t mind if I do—.”

Ginkaku [Muku]: (Nice. With that, it’ll be one down for the count.)

Hakkai [Yuki]: “Ah! Hold on, I forgot something important. I have to take a pic and post it to inste.”

Ginkaku [Muku]: “—“

Hakkai [Yuki]: “Mmm, which angle… ah, this might come out well. I think this angle is more aesthetic…”

Ginkaku [Muku]: “Dear customer, please dig in alread— Ah, no. Shall we take the picture together?”

Hakkai [Yuki]: “I’m good. Hmm. The position of the fork and knife are a bit off…

Ginkaku [Muku]: (Oh my god. Hurry up and eat it…)

Hakkai [Yuki]: “Wait a minute?”

Ginkaku [Muku]: “—” (Did he figure out who I am?)

Hakkai [Yuki]: “The pao cake on the table next to me is adorable! It looks tasty~. Which menu item is that?”

Customer beside him: “This one? It’s the deluxe, fluffy-wuffy, four-layered pao cake.” “I’ve always wanted to try it, so I rode on horseback for four days straight…”

Hakkai [Yuki]: “It was worth coming, wasn’t it~!”

Customer beside him: “Totally! Ah, would you like to try a bite?”

Hakkai [Yuki]: “Are you sure!? Alright, I’ll share some of mine too.”

Ginkaku [Muku]: “Um—”

Customer beside him: “Thanks so much! I also wanted to try the special one, but I didn’t think I could finish everything myself.”

Hakkai [Yuki]: “The best part of eating desserts is when everyone shares a bit of their own, after all~.”

Customer beside him: “I feel you~. Alright, let’s eat!”

Ginkaku [Muku]: “Ah, hold on—"

Customer beside him: “Urk—"

*collapses*

Hakkai [Yuki]: “Eh!? Are you okay!?”

Ginkaku [Muku]: “Tch.”

Hakkai [Yuki]: “Wait, are you… a demon!?”

*transforms*

Ginkaku [Muku]: “I guess the jig is up. It's a bit of a hassle, but I suppose I’ll silence him with brute force.”

Hakkai [Yuki]: “How dare you interrupt our happy dessert time… I'll teach you that grudges over food are terrifying.”

Ginkaku [Muku]: “Hmph. Shut it, piggy. I’ll turn you into char siu in no time!”

Hakkai [Yuki]: “HA!? Don’t get carried away just because you look a little cute.”

*swords clash*

Ginkaku [Muku]: “—Geh. This char siu is surprisingly good…”

Hakkai [Yuki]: “DON’T CALL ME CHAR SIU!”

Ginkaku [Muku]: “If that’s the case… AH! IT’S THE MIRACLE, FWUFFY, SEVEN-LAYER PAO CAKE ON THE SECRET MENU!”

Hakkai [Yuki]: “Huh, what’d you say? Where?”

Ginkaku [Muku]: “Take this!’

*slashes*

Hakkai [Yuki]: “—Urgh.”

*falls*

-pause-

Gojo [Misumi]: “Why don’t you take a rest, Master?”

Sanzo [Kazunari]: “There’s no need to concern yourself with me.”

Gojo [Misumi]: “Or would you like to go to the festival that Goku was talking about? Although, I have chronic hay fever so I’d have to stay back—”

Sanzo [Kazunari]: “Festival…”

Heaven’s voice: “You should travel to Tenjiku in the west. Go see more of the outside world.”

Sanzo [Kazunari]: “No, I’m okay as well.”

Gojo [Misumi]: “I see! If you say so! Very well then.”

Kinkaku [Tenma]: “Hello~? Somebody?”

Gojo [Misumi]: “—. It sounds like there’s a woman’s voice outside.”

Sanzo [Kazunari]: “…”

Gojo [Misumi]: “Master? Master? Right, when Master starts reading scriptures, he doesn’t register the sounds around him…”

-pause-

Kinkaku [Tenma]: “You there~. Save me~.”

Gojo [Misumi]: “Um, me? …Err, you see… Ah. Oh, no, the pain! I SudDenlY GoT an UpSeT StoMaCH…!”

Kinkaku [Tenma]: “Then you there, monk~. Please save me from my misery~.”

Gojo [Misumi]: (? She gave up just like that…?)

Kinkaku [Tenma]: “Oh, monk~.”

Gojo [Misumi]: “Master, please be careful! I suspect she is no ordinary woman!”

Kinkaku [Tenma]: “Tch. How did you know?”

Gojo [Misumi]: “I have never once met a woman who does not approach me!”

Kinkaku [Tenma]: “Aren’t you embarrassed saying that yourself…?”

Gojo [Misumi]: “It’s the truth, so what do you want me to do! Just to be clear, I’m not bragging or anything!”

*transforms*

Kinkaku [Tenma]: “Well, whatever. It was the right call to station one of us here. It seems Ginkaku got the short end of the stick.”

Gojo [Misumi]: “Master, please run!”

Kinkaku [Tenma]: “Not on my watch!”

*slashes*

Gojo [Misumi]: “Geh—”

*falls*

Kinkaku [Tenma]: “Hmph. Child’s play.”

Heaven’s voice: “Books are not everything.”

Sanzo [Kazunari]: “…I…”

Kinkaku [Tenma]: “Now then, how should I cook Sanzo?”

Gojo [Misumi]: “MASTER!”

Sanzo [Kazunari]: “—!!”

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*The original Japanese title is a play on words. Original: "最遊記" (saiyuki: Journey to the West). Summer troupe's play: "彩遊記" (saiyuki: the '彩' kanji being read 'sai' and meaning colourful, brilliant)

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[notyetbulletproof]

It makes no sense to play this “they can’t be together” shit in your last few episodes for a couple we never even saw date.

Okay, it would make SOME sense if your 3.5 seasons didn’t span ONLY ONE YEAR.

It would make sense to talk. To actually have more than ONE episode that allows them to talk about what it means. I mean I GET THAT THEY’VE DONE THAT but god it’s so wishy washy. And annoying.

And you want us to buy that all this has happened over one year? Then show us more of them together. Casual brushes. “Oops Sorrys”. “We really shouldn’ts”. More of THAT please.

NO NEW LOVE INTERESTS, no love triangles.

In this one year — Nancy found out she was adopted, had this distance from Carson, accepted she was a Hudson, lost so many people. AND EVERYTHING ELSE (Lucy, Owen, her uncle and gran, Carson legal stuff, Odette(!), Wraith, Hudson stuff, confronting grief, etc).

Nancy has also dated Nick, Owen, Bobsey (i forgot his name now) and Park. She also had that weird thing with Tamura. And now? Tristan. They did lay down the ground work for Nancy x Ace (which made those latter relationships make sense because well, Ace was dating other people). But this bullshit one year thing just messes the timeline up so much???

In this one year— Ace went from being informant to morgue assistant. (Actually SOME of the stuff that has happened within Ace’s own life outside of Drew Crew and relationship stuff could make sense, SOME). Ace rekindled his relationship with Laura Thandie, dated Amanda and now has this weird attachment to ghosts. The one consistent thing is highlighting Ace’s interests in Nancy. Still, ONE YEAR. The only thing that makes sense with Ace over the one year is us not seeing more of his family life. (I want to see more thanks).

In this one year— George went from dating Ryan to breaking up with him, to being engaged to Nick. Not to mention the law school stuff. Of course George Fan would get in please. I just mean ITS BEEN A YEAR SINCE THE BUCKET? Has it? No right???

In this one year —- Bess moved to Horseshoe bay, went from sometimes thief to supernatural know all? Dated Lisbeth then Odette/George(?) to Addy. Not to mention the girl the Marvins tried to set her up with. Oh yeah plus her ex coming back. AND SHE WENT FROM BEING A MARVIN to not, to keeper, to not.

In this one year — Nick went falsely accused to suspected killer to accountable person to rich pal to opening and running a foundation. He dated Nancy then George, then was ENGAGED to George before she ended things (and didn’t she say then that this year was weird for her) and now he’s dating(?) Jade.

Also can we talk about how the town has has had 2 changes to chief? One main detective that came and went. One arrested. An FBI consultant? IN ONE YEAR.

Aiya, I don’t know what this post is about. I’m just sad and I really freaking hate this timeline thing. It just feels very HIMYM. Like they had this preplanned thing and they didn’t think about how it would work as they added to it week to week.

Unless the secret Nancy confessed is that she found out the town and her friends are caught in some frozen time loop, it just doesn’t make sense.

Fic writers, please make this make sense. I’ll take your stories as canon.

[knightsandjedis]

Season 5- everything is getting wacky

Warning, the ramblings shall commence and this post is spoilerish, you've been warned. Just completed watching the newest season of The Dragon Prince and I can say that Season 5 was definitely a major improvement over Season 4. I liked Season 4 but it just felt condensed? Not the right word I'm looking for but the plot felt smaller in scale compared to Season 3 (which still remains the best in my opinion at least.) Love the world-building in this show because it's nice to see all the different cultures and unique individuals that live in these different territories. While I thought there was a stronger plot this season there were some things making me hesitant or made me scratch my head. All the characters are great even the ones that infuriate me (Janai's brother can bug off).

First off, why does Viren's vision of Claudia walking into the bloody water look like something out of Berserk???? I was wondering if Femto from the Eclipse episodes of Berserk was going to pop up somewhere in this vision because of how scarily similar the world appeared (Don't look up Femto or the Eclipse if you don't like gory or EXTREMELY dark stuff, it'll give you nightmares ). And I love Claudia and mourn the dark path she's on I still kinda want to see her transition into a major Dark magic user. There is such potential with her as a villain and it seems the production team keeps flirting the line of her crossing into the point of no return but are hesitant to push her full on into a villain role. She's more of a lackey and it kinda makes me sad because I would love to see how her fully embracing dark magic and how it will influence those around her. Basically, Viren needs to step back for Claudia to move forward which might be the new plot developing soon. Also, love Terry but he's kinda holding her back, too. His character helps to humanize her and he's a cool guy, just wish they do more with him as the story progresses.

Viren is a great villain and his nightmare visions show the complexity of his character but it feels like it's time for him to move on so other characters get moments to shine (or darken sorry Claudia but I want you as a major player when it comes to villains). Seeing the affection he used to bestow on Soren makes you tear up, I wonder if he'll apologize to his son before passing on? He owes apologies to both but Soren was made to feel unloved and unwanted. With Viren's passing, I would prefer to see Claudia go on a path of vengeance for her father passing. It felt frustrating for Viren to basically just be a mummy that everyone has to tote around, his plot-line is over and the production team is being wishy-washy about killing his character. They're hinting Viren might be departing soon but Aaravos may have other plans which leads into my next segment.

I love Aaravos, he's such a compelling character and I know the team states he's not a villain but he's still not someone people want to mess with. Sadly, I think he should have been introduced later in the series since everything is starting to feel like padding in the buildup. There's several great story-lines happening in the newest seasons but they just feel hollow occasionally since people are wanting this unique, extremely powerful elf that even makes dragons tremble to finally be released to see how his presence changes the world. (Why the heck was the Water Dragon not given more screen-time???? Entirely different topic but I wanted to learn more about her).

More to add on Aaravos' influence, I know some people want Aaravos to have a thing for Viren but I'm not feeling it. He's playing that man like a puppet, Viren has an inferiority complex and Aaravos has been saying just the right things to make Viren dependent on him. He wanted a puppet to get him out of his magic prison and Viren- and all his supporters- played right into Aaravos's hand. The mockery in his voice when he tells Viren to kill "our child" makes me shiver, he's not being affectionate he wanted a backup plan since Viren showed he still possessed love for his children in an earlier season. Claudia is a wild card while Viren is more easily controlled hence why he may keep him around. The one credit image of Viren with Aaravos and "Sparklefly (whatever Claudia named him)" is creepy. Viren looks uncomfortable and like someone whose fed up with everything the elf has done to him. There's no love between the two, Viren wanted someone to acknowledge him as someone worthwhile while Aaravos needed a tool and finds Viren amusing. Everyone has their preference but I would have preferred King Harrow to have been his love interest if things were different and no betrayals happened. Plus, there was an underlying romantic tone in the vision that didn't make me buy the whole "we're brothers" thing. Maybe the team will give Aaravos and Viren something to work with that makes the relationship less toxic because all I can see is a manipulator toying with the perfect puppet. Plus, Aaravos looks so amused while looking at the Viren chess piece in his hand in the opening. Like he's been a fun piece to play in the puzzle.

Why do Ezran and Zim feel like extras in a story that's focused on "The Dragon Prince"??????????? I know Aaravos is the main threat but why has their plot importance been reduced? They don't even feel like main characters anymore just cool sidekicks. It was great to see older characters return though, Nyx can be a pain but I adore her design and personality. Kinda want to dress up like the Huntress with the pink tips and red nails for Halloween, so freaking cool!!! And Soren, you share the role of being the heart of the team with Ezran. Hoping Elmer makes more appearances, not sure why but I love the big crab guy. Is Aanya coming back? Lots of things to look forward to and this show keeps you on the edge of your seat, can't wait for more to come!!

[everythingsinred]

Let's Talk About NatsuMikan: Mikan (pt. 23)

Happy Saturday! Today we'll wrap up the Sports Festival Arc. Luna has been tormenting people for far too long now and today we'll see that Mikan has had enough.

Previously Mikan has been confessed to! And she has a sneaking suspicion she knows exactly who it was, too! Sadly, she's dealt a series of blows leading to heartache.

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Chapter Eighty-Five

Mikan is pretty sure the guy who dragged her into the race and confessed his feelings was Natsume and she has evidence to back it up. 

“The way he looked from behind.” Mikan has had to stare after his back enough times to know, after all. She could recognize the way he looks from behind any day. Which also means that she had the feeling it was Natsume from the start, from when he first grabbed her wrist. 

“That earring.” Goes without saying that one of Natsume’s most recognizable features would be one of the things that gets Mikan’s attention.

“I can still feel the heat from where he grabbed my wrist.” Yes, this is evidence. Mikan isn’t just flustered or flattered that someone (namely Natsume) loves her. She’s having a physical reaction to the encounter and we can assume since she’s using this as evidence, that Natsume’s touches often get this reaction out of Mikan, that she feels warm where he holds her. 

Sad scans situation, but it gets the point across.

“That was Natsume,” she deduces with a degree of certainty. That’s pretty impressive because she’s never certain when it comes to him. Why does Natsume act the way he does? Why would he kiss her? Why would he act like that kiss was no big deal? Was it him who gave her that pretty red alice stone? Why is he so wishy-washy? But he was the masked imposter, the one who confessed to her. What she’s not sure of is “Why?” and that’s an interesting question. Obviously he does have those feelings or he wouldn’t have initially won full points. Is she confused why he’d love her? Or is she confused that he would hide his identity while confessing? Why would he confess in the first place, after everything that’s happened between them at this festival? They’re all valid questions. After all, it’s a confusing and overwhelming situation. But that Natsume was the one to confess--that’s not really something she’s second-guessing.

The kids are preparing for the cheer contest. She’s dressed in a gakuran that covers her real costume when she runs into Ruka and Natsume. She narrows her eyes in Natsume’s direction, realizing that she has to ask him about the Borrowing Race. But she’s only able to get his name out when Luna comes around, commenting on the dramatic Borrowing Race. Apparently she watched with Natsume the whole time and is very confused now as to who that masked boy could have been.

Mikan had been so sure just a moment ago, but now she’s not as certain. As if things couldn’t get worse, there’s now rumors that Natsume is dating Luna, which further challenges her previous convictions. 

If Mikan didn’t have feelings for Natsume, then it would merely be a question of going back to the drawing board and figuring out who else could have confessed to her.

Natsume didn't confess to you! Why would he!

But Mikan is devastated. Not only did Natsume not confess to her (and it’s not just that she’d thought it had been him, but that she’d wanted it to be him), but he might be dating another girl instead, a girl she really doesn’t like. 

While the White Team’s cheer performance has the rest of the school awestruck, Mikan isn’t paying attention. For once, our easily excitable Alice in Wonderland who is impressed by every magical thing the academy has to offer is not the one chattering about how cool and amazing everything is. Instead, she’s only thinking about Natsume, staring at him as he performs for the contest.

She’s disappointed, because she’d been so convinced that it was Natsume. She’d really wanted it to be him. She’d wanted him to love her and be willing to say so, and maybe that’s what the hydrangeas’ symbolic meaning of “maiden’s dream” was referring to: the dream of being confessed to by the boy she loves. But it turns out it was just a dream, the hopeful and desperate wishing for something impossible.  

Mikan’s issue is her inability to confront her own feelings. She can ask herself why she’s so bothered, but she can’t be honest about answering. So she lies to herself instead, asserting that it does not bother her that it wasn’t Natsume. And it does not bother her to see Natsume and Luna together. It does not bother her even if they were to date. It wouldn’t bother her at all. None of it. 

Gets the point across, like I said.

But it does bother her. All of it. Which is why she flips a table, just to give us evidence that she's lying--to us and to herself. But the expulsion of a little bit of bad energy has her hyped. She can just put all her bad feelings into the competition. After all, it doesn’t really bother her, so she should just focus on cheering instead.

Red Team’s cheer is impressive and wonderful to see (and would probably look very nice animated… just saying) until disaster strikes and Mikan comes crashing to the ground, saved at the last moment by Sakurano’s intervention. Mikan could have died and was only a second away from colliding with the ground. 

Despite this and despite the fact that nobody in their right mind would ever pull such a stunt for attention, Persona comes by her hospital room to accuse her of just that: nullifying the telekinetic in charge of lifting her up so that people would worry about her. After all, Mikan’s alice sticker shows that she’s used her alice just now, which must be proof that this whole incident is her doing.

Chapter Eighty-Six

Persona nearly killed her before, so Mikan is understandably frightened to see him again. He continues to accuse her and she loses control, overcome with indignation, shouting that she only used her alice in a knee-jerk attempt to save herself, that she would never risk the Red Team’s chance at victory, all in an apparently disrespectful tone that Persona is quick to point out. This is a conspiracy, of course, so he doesn’t actually care about what happened. He will gladly use Mikan’s disrespectful outburst against her to further his own case, ignoring all of her points in the process.

But to what end?

He announces that this incident will be investigated but that if Mikan does anything else disruptive, she will be immediately transferred to the DA class. 

Her friends stick up for her--she was the victim in this situation so why should it be held against her? But Persona makes it clear: the real trial will be whether or not the students outside her inner circle believe her, and with the way things with Luna are going now, that’s a tough sell. The fact that no incorrupt justice system works that way is irrelevant.

Mikan is reminded once again of her horrible nightmare, of being pursued by Persona with ESP’s creepy voice echoing around. It seems her nightmare is coming true, and she’s scared. She doesn’t want to be in the DA class. She doesn’t want to lose anything important.

As if any of this is her fault.

When Mikan and the rest rejoin the festival, they’re let down to see that a lot of people believe the rumors about Mikan. Especially within the Red Team, since they were sure to win the cheer contest, people who don’t know Mikan well are quick to have someone to blame for their loss. The festival is drawing to a close and Red Team’s morale is pretty low. It’s not just those directly within Luna’s sphere of influence--everyone is susceptible. 

So Mikan apologizes, because she feels like this was all her fault. But it’s not her fault and her friends want her to know that, especially Hotaru, who knows who’s really at fault for all of this.

She voices doubts in Mikan’s participation in the Kibasen, worried that all of this will somehow come to a head at that event. She then turns and asks Mikan once and for all what happened with Luna in the utility closet. 

Though Mikan is relieved that somebody can see so clearly what’s going on between her and Luna, she still has Luna’s warning in her head. She can’t drag all of her friends into this and risk their safety. Whatever almost happened to her at the cheer contest could occur to Hotaru or someone else--and maybe even something worse--and she won’t risk that. 

So instead, she smiles and announces that she won’t cause any more trouble. She doesn’t want to get “mopey and negative” because it will only cause more problems for her friends. Though she should give herself at least a moment to process all of the frightening and upsetting events from the past few days, she represses it all instead and smiles. 

Why ask for any kind of help when you can hide your suffering with a SMILE?

Before, we’ve seen Mikan express a desire to smile for others, to hide her sadness in an effort to make others feel better. This is the most potent example so far, with her pushing aside all the understandably negative feelings she’s experiencing so that she doesn’t burden anybody. What she should be doing now is asking for help instead of taking everything on by herself, but Mikan’s character development is not necessarily positive. She gets to be what she wanted from the beginning, someone who can smile for Hotaru no matter what, but at a pretty steep cost.

She runs off to explain things to her classmates, only to run into a scene unraveling: Sumire is arguing with Luna’s groupies in Mikan’s defense, maintaining that Mikan would never do something so risky and stupid for attention. But when Sumire turns to prompt Natsume into speaking up too, he doesn’t say what they’d expected him to. Instead, he tells the crowd of kids that Mikan isn’t worth their time or protection, and that he doesn’t want to be involved with anyone who would be seen with her. He’s disgusted by the mere thought of her, apparently, and seeing that she’s been there all along, listening, doesn’t deter him from saying he can’t stand to look at her. 

So she runs off.

Cry cry cry cry cry Mikan! It'll do you good!! I'm a big fan of crying!

She lies to herself again, that this is nonsense not worth crying over, that she will not cry over it, but she does cry. I think her refusal to be honest with herself is a self-soothing mechanism. Before, she didn’t want to think she could love Natsume romantically because she was so frightened of rejection. Natsume can be sweet and kind in his own way, but if she ever confessed to him, he’d probably laugh or think her affections nothing more than the blind love of his fanclub. But now it’s worse. She loves someone who is apparently disgusted by her, who wants nothing to do with her. She can’t be honest with herself now because that means accepting how doomed her situation is and admitting how deep he cut her with his words just now. 

Instead, she lies and says this is nonsense, tells herself she will not cry, despite the tears welling up already. She wants to be positive. She was supposed to smile and stop being a burden but this is something she can’t repress so easily. “Darn you, Natsume!” For making her cry, for being a jerk, for choosing Luna over her, for not being the masked boy, for not loving her--

But despite the running and the crying, she’s suddenly caught from behind by a masked boy--the same one who confessed his love for her in front of the whole school--who hugs her. 

She knows that it’s Natsume this time. She knows it’s him before she turns around and sees the familiar mask or the earring. She even starts to say his name out loud before she thinks it. Whatever he said before, he’s now hugging her--like an apology.

Freshman year of high school was spent rereading the manga up to this specific page, staring at it for a few minutes and then deciding I didn't necessarily feel like reading any more. He hugs her. That's enough for me.

He lets go and she falls to the ground, looking behind her to where he has disappeared. She’s so overwhelmed and taken aback by this experience that she’s physically weakened, not even able to stay standing without his support. 

Chapter Eighty-Seven

Mikan takes a moment and again wonders about Natsume’s wishy-washiness. But for the first time, she’s able to come to a conclusion. She knows the masked boy--from just now and the Borrowing Race--is Natsume, despite everything Luna might say. So Natsume loves her and he doesn’t mean anything bad he’s been saying. But how does that make sense when he’s been saying such terrible things? But she realizes quickly that she’s not the only one Luna has cowed into obedience. Natsume doesn’t have a choice either. 

And Mikan recalls the physical and emotional intimidation Luna has used against her, namely the incident where she tried to choke her in the utility closet, and she is sadly aware that Natsume must have been threatened in a similar way, suffering all along with her.

She comes back to her friends with a smile, surprising everyone since they all know about what just happened with Natsume. Apparently it wasn’t just Natsume--everyone was worried and looking for her, just to see her smiling as though nothing happened. 

Yuu talks to her about, asking if it was true what Natsume said. She confirms it and despite her friends’ shock, she stands up for him. It doesn’t matter what he does anymore, no matter how cruel it is. Mikan knows he has a reason so she will be upbeat, and won’t let this depress her.

"Why couldn't I even think a little about what is hidden far inside?" is, in my opinion, one of the most important NM quotes for her side of it.

What she says out loud is pretty standard optimistic Mikan fare--that she has loyal friends that she treasures and won’t let herself get sad anymore. What she keeps unsaid is a lot more interesting to me. 

She remembers that his hands were hot when he’d hugged her, like he regretted what he had said and was angry at himself. It’s all the proof she needs that he’s not doing what he really wants. 

She berates herself, too.

She wonders why, after all this time she’d spent with him, she was only concerned with the changes on the outside, and hadn’t asked at all about what was going on inside. This is another call back to Chapter 77, when Mikan had been unable to pay attention to much outside of Natsume looking more mature and getting taller. She’d stared at him, focused on where he could possibly have been to warrant these physical changes. But I don’t think that’s all she means by “changes on the outside.” I think she’s also referring to the way he’d acted, actions she had questioned and that had deeply confused and hurt her, without putting anything together for herself.

A couple days ago she’d wondered how on earth Natsume could be so stupid as to believe a rumor that she would show someone her underwear to get out of trouble. Surely, he should know her better than to think she would do something so deeply out of character! But Mikan had done the same with him, had taken his actions and all the rumors about him at face value, believing everything she saw even if it was out of character. She’s angry at herself for not seeing the obvious, for being blinded by her hurt and jealousy to the point where she wasn’t really thinking about Natsume’s feelings.

And all along, her friends have stood by her and supported her, so she will do the same for Natsume. No matter what, she will believe in him.

"I'll believe in Natsume!" And she won't ever stop.

This is a pretty big deal, obviously, because it’s a pretty big divergence from how she’d usually treated her confusing feelings for Natsume. If he hurt her, she believed him. Now, she knows him better than ever, so she won’t be fooled again. She will stick by this and will believe in him no matter what. Natsume will still act in contradictory ways and confuse her, but she will believe in him anyway. She knows for sure now that he cares about her and wouldn’t do anything to seriously hurt her.

Patient love, like the hydrangeas had pointed out before. 

It’s time for the kibasen. Mikan has volunteered to play a central role, having come up with a plan to deal with Luna once and for all. She’s determined, but she gets a little distracted when she sees Natsume participating too. 

The rest of the familiar members of the DA class is on the Red Team, and Mikan perks up to see Nobara, who she hasn’t seen since New Year’s. She’s of course concerned and would naturally want to talk to her about what happened, especially since it seems like Nobara has something important she needs to say, but Tsubasa will do whatever he can to avoid Rui, so they end up in the opposite direction.

Koko is the Red Team general, which means he needs to be protected the most, but for some reason Luna is the general on the White Team, despite her alice remaining a mystery and the fact that she hasn’t participated at all in any of the other activities. 

All the feminism leaves my body during this kibasen. I wanna see Mikan beat the shit out of Luna. Yeah, there's more happening here than just the jealousy. But the jealousy is enough for me. I'm handing Mikan the steel chair.

Mikan refuses to be intimidated. She comforts herself by assuring herself that she hasn’t done anything wrong to deserve Luna’s cruel treatment of her. 

Chapter Eighty-Eight

The game advances intensely, but that’s just the nature of the Sport’s Fest. Things start getting strange when Mikan’s own teammate attacks her. She recognizes him as one of the kids who was picking on her under Luna’s influence before and she tries to reason with him until she sees the look on Luna’s face: a sinister grin, signaling that this was all part of her plan. Luna doesn’t care about this festival. She doesn’t care about the White Team or about the points or about what makes sense in the kibasen. What she cares about is punishing Mikan, and she’ll do whatever she can to achieve that.

But after a little tussle, the boy seems to come to his senses, wondering out loud why he’s doing this--attacking his own teammate. Mikan has used her alice, but she knows she didn’t nullify anything. She looks at her hand and sees little stones in her palm. She knows what this means, but she still doesn’t connect everything right away. Now isn’t the right time, after all. 

My favorite villains are Luna and Natsume. I love Natsume as a villain for Natsume reasons. I love Luna as a villain for Mikan reasons. <3

She comforts her teammate by suggesting his glasses had been pranked by the White Team. She makes up with all the kids who had been bullying her during this arc, especially now that she knows that they had no control over their actions. The only person at fault for any of this is Luna. 

Mikan ends the kibasen by attacking Luna, letting out all of the rage and jealousy and fear that she’s been keeping to herself this whole time. Luna’s threats are--and were--meaningless. She had been told that if she behaved and minded her own business that there’d be minimal damage, but Mikan realizes that there’s already been enough damage. She won’t hold back anymore, won’t let herself be threatened and won’t forgive Luna for all the suffering she’s caused. Mikan uses the last of her alice and explodes the three-count sticker on her uniform, causing her to be knocked out.

MIKAN TAKE THIS STEEL CHAIR!

The thing is… Luna is knocked out too.

Conclusion

So sad but we have wrapped up the Sports Fest Arc, the Jealousy Arc, the last Perfect Arc in GA. I think it is perfect in terms of theme and narrative, that a consistent, contained story is being told here, with clear morals and character growth. We won't be seeing that to this degree again. Very sad, so I'm mourning now.

From now on, the storytelling starts to waver a bit.

Anyway, I'll try to keep up a regular posting schedule. For me, that means whenever I can. I'll aim for once a day because I really wanna finish this and get all the parts out for y'all, so I can focus more on other projects.

I hope y'all enjoyed this negative emotion Mikan arc. I know I did because I love when Mikan is angry more than anything. <3

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[gelukart]

I’m very bored tma + good omens avatar hc

Thinking about Magnus archives while listening to the good omens audio book 😭

I had the wiki open for reference idk if that helps with anything

The four horse men of the apocalypse

Death: The End

Goes with out saying lmao, I mean they pretty much are one in the same less that death is an avatar of The end and more they just are The End

Pollution: The Extinction

I was debating on also going with the slaughter maybe because of like pestilence, and also how they kind of throw other people under bus when messing with the oil rig and other organizations it made me connect it to the “unmotivated violence” idk rather just make it simple so the extinction

Could also see an argument for the corruption but I feel that’s more individual where the extinction is more all encompassing soooo

Famine: The Flesh

A lot of the imagery associated with him is pretty body horror-ie also a lot of manipulation of food

War: The Desolation

Honestly I feel like this one was the only one for the four horsemen where the war choice just doesn’t fit in my mind, like her being an avatar of the slaughter… nahhhh. The way she acts and tries to corrupt and start infighting on a individual level… like the whole scene in the show where she stop the peace treaty by just being there was very cult of the lightless flame of her… also she has red hair and fire imagery soooo (jk)

Humans

Agnes Nutter (also maybe just the entire device blood line tbh): The Web

Girl controls all of the device family via her predictions and knows how everything that’s gonna go down could maybe say the eye but the eye doesn’t predict the future also Agnes and Anathema are cunty enough to chill with Annabella I think

The them: The spiral??

Idk Adam has the ability to make reality bend the way he wants it and the rest of them are kids exploring their imagination maybe there’s something’s there about illusions also in the book ley lines start to spiral and converge in Tadfeild so boom whatever

Shadwell: The hunt

Bros been witch hunting his enitre life like

Nina: The Corruption

Unhealthy relationship whomp whomp

Maggie: The Burried

Idk maybe smth about feeling trapped with a record shop no one comes to and not enough money to find anywhere else to be that’s doesn’t really make sense tho cause she love the records shop and love Nina so I mean idk help

Demons

Crowley: The Eye

Honestly this was the post that inspired this while i do agree like woe is Crowley sad lonely demon, MF is so curious! Alway asking damned fool questions he just wants to know stuff so bad to the point of his own damnation like….

Hastur: The corruption

Bug (could also be avatar of the hunt)

Beelzebub: The corruption

Bug (that one’s lazy ik okay) I can see arguments for the slaughter (wanting for their to be a war or just in general being the over seer of torture) or the stranger( for like 2.5 second in season 2) but I will not be one to make those arguments (even though that’s whole point of this blog post)

Dagon: The desolation

Very bitey give me very big manipulator vibes waiting for mfs down fall (could also see them as an avatar of the hunt for the same reasons!!)

Shax (and furfur tbh): The Hunt

She got that dawg in her climbing the corporate ladder praying on bitches down fall very girlboss

Angels

Aziraphale: The lonely

Unironically the hardest one for me like idk I could maybe see the eye because of the bookshop but I think it’s less of like desire for information and more about the actually act of collecting and the enjoyment of reading for him like yes he still has a curiosity about and seeks information but idk it’s more restrained (then like Crowley) and limited to whatever humans got going on I think

Idk this is the one I’m the most wishy-washy about some one else could probably find smth better but I decided to go with the lonely cause he very much enjoys his solitude with his books, but then it’s also like no he has and loves Crowley! But At the same time tho there’s that whole mention in the book where he like hints at Crowley when to get the fuck out of the bookshop so he can go back to reading. Idk out of all the fears this is the only I think he would most likely to be an avatar to (also gotta keep up the lonely + the eye parings right lmaoo)

Metatron: The stranger

Bro is so secretive about everything and literally changes his mannerism when trying to get Aziraphale back to heaven, definitely could also see the web since he is “the voice of god” but I feel like that’s just another face he puts on and he has not been actually able to speak to good since like job or smth. I think he just has a general outline of how things are supposed to happen but what god actually has planned is well ineffable so

Gabriel (Honestly also applies to the other Archangels tbh): The Desolation

They want war, they want to end the world before it has the ability to see its full potential

Jim: The spiral

Because…

Muriel: The lonely

:(

(idk I need to seem some mentorship and Muriel becoming her own person in season 3 Kay bye)

Thanks for reading my ramblings if you got this far please feel feed to add your own opinions and ideas to this lmao

[problemswithbooks]

Something I've noticed is that when people say "this character I hate has wasted potential" or "we were robbed", it generally means "Man, I wish this character had been written to be as nasty as I wanted them to be so I could hate on them more without being told I was wrong."

Take Hawks from My Hero. Most of the time when I see people lamenting his potential or saying he used to be so deep but now he's boring, they generally wanted one of two things. Either they felt he should have become disillusioned with Heroes and joined the LoV or be harshly punished by the narrative for killing Twice and had a huge break down that made him decide the villains were just poor misunderstood souls who needed hugs.

I've noticed the same thing with Alicent from HoTD. People who already hate her say that the writers could have given her more agency and depth if they'd just made her Cersei 2.0. She should have been a cunning villain that hated Rhaenyra from her introduction and spent the entire season finding ways to try and abuse her.

But generally, despite admitting that the characters don't live up to these expectations, they still criticize them for these flaws they think the authors should have given them. Alicent is still a horrible misogynist that spent years abusing Rhaenyra, who only wants her son on the throne because he has a dick. Hawks is still a cold blooded killer who is being punished by the narrative by some new thing every few chapters (loosing his wings, the first raid failing, Twice being cloned by Toga).

It really can't be both. It can't be that the authors failed to, or didn't portray these characters these ways, but also criticizing the characters for being these exact things. They either are or aren't. Or in the very least the author had to be trying to portray them that way and failed.

I understand being frustrated because a character didn't get written well. I certainly have issues with how Hori has written the LoV, but I don't say "Hori should have had them do X" but also "God it was awful when they did X". In fact most of my critisuims of the LoV is that they don't live up to how their fans view them. Dabi should have had more scenes where he cared about his family, Toga should have gotten a more in depth backstory where it showed just how awful people treated her due to her Quirk, Shigaraki should have a better goal then 'destroy everything I don't like'. I've never once said Hori made the LoV to sympathetic. The only thing I've criticized was his writing depending on sad backstories to much to make the audience feel bad for the LoV.

Are there missed opportunities with these characters? Sure.

It's clear that both Alicent and Hawks suffer from wishy-washy writing. Hori clearly wanted Hawks to be a more grey character but doesn't have a very good grasp on how to pull it off, so instead Hawks flip flops from heavily negative framing to highly positive. The HoTD writers wanted Alicent to be more sympathetic and have more than greed and misogyny driving her actions, but at the same time needed her to still be unlikable enough that neither side would look like the clear good guy/victim of the other. So, one episode she's being terrible to Rhaenyra and telling Aegon he'll be the next King, while the next she's shocked her father is planing to put Aegon on the throne.

Making Alicent a pure evil character whose only out for herself and power for her family or Hawks into a cold assassin who learns how evil the system is from the villains wouldn't necessarily make than better characters or the story better over all. It just would have made them more consistent. But so would having Alicent be entirely driven to put her son on the throne because she was sure her children would be killed otherwise or having conflicted feelings for Rhaenyra and Hawks sticking with the Heroes because despite how bad the HPSC was to him he still wants to save people as a Hero.

[roguestarsailor]

was talking to this guy and it seems like its going well and honestly i thought he was interesting since he loves to travel and kind of cute too! i thought oh FINALLY something is happening and im feeling excited again...to now and conversation is literally dying...and im back to thinking is the effort worth it?? i have been talking a lot so im creating lots of conversation threads right now... but it seems like hes not responding to it?? like how much calculating am i suppose to be doing? do i wait for him to figure out what to say? should i have been just telling things about me and hope he can catch a clue?? should i keep asking him questions to keep this thing going?? should i literally stop because hes clearly stopping?? and more quietly did i do something wrong? am i not interesting as a person? what could i have said to make it better??

im playing this game that i never learned the rules to and i can’t seem to catch a break!! saw my coworker on the train and she saw that i didn’t get off at my usual stop and asked “oh going on a date today?” to which i replied “i wish! haha [internally screaming]” then the girl sitting next to me on the bus was like “oh my god these 23 year olds have like no relationship experience [context: she was talking about how her two friends were wishy washy about leaving their boyfriends because they were their first relationships] and i had two and thought my numbers were low” and she was saying “time is ticking move on!!” and man did that flare up my own anxieties. because 23??????

but its bonkers because i have to go on my own timeline. and its fucken sad and i cant figure it out and i cant fake my feelings either. and so im back to the old feelings again..back to that guy who i wished with all my heart and eyelashes and 11s and everything to be the one...because he was rare..and im just here--so confused, quite hopeless and just by my lonesome trying my goddamn hardest to figure out what everyone else just simply knows??? its hard to believe life won’t be this way forever and can be good

[journeyofmars]

TTC Journey

I’ve never been one of those women who DREAMS of becoming a Mom. In fact, I sometimes make fun of those who got pregnant immediately after the wedding. In my mind, I’ve always wanted to wait a year or two before we venture into parenthood because I want to really enjoy my time with my husband. There’s still so many things to do, accomplishments to achieve, places to travel and adding a child into those just makes them all impossible. Of course, this is because of a silly assumption that creating a baby is just as easy as having sex. 

My husband and I started actively trying in March 2022, so just shortly after we celebrate our one year anniversary. In the beginning, I promised myself I wouldn’t be like those women who kept meticulous schedule of when they’re ovulating, tracking their cycle, basal temperature, etc etc. I thought we could just have fun doing it. 1 month, 2 months, 3 months, 4 months, the tests came negative. That’s odd, we thought. This is supposed to be easy. One month, my period was late by 7 days so I decided to go to the doctor to get tested, only to finally be diagnosed with PCOS. She said it’s not impossible to get pregnant with PCOS, but it’s going to be much more difficult, especially because I don’t even know if I am actually ovulating every month. The rest of 2022 became a period of my life where I’m trying to pay more attention to my body. I tried gluten free, dairy free, intermittent fasting, keto. Took all the supplements that everyone in PCOS community recommended to conceive. I also stopped actively tracking my cycle and ovulation because I found myself even more stressed when I did all of those things. Still no pregnancy even after all those efforts. 

We haven’t even reached a full year of TTC, but by December 2022, I feel defeated. Christmas came around and many people in my social media announced their pregnancies, to my dismay. A lot of questions began to swirled into our minds. Did we make a huge mistake by waiting? Is there a huge sin in our lives that’s preventing God from blessing us a child? and the worst, is there something wrong with us physically?

I never knew how difficult conceiving is, and frankly, I always thought this is a problem for women over the age of 40. After all, a lot of my friends become a mom in their 30s. It was never my plan to be a mom in my 20s, so I thought me being 31, this would still be an easy thing to achieve. But what I didn’t comprehend, is how much I would be affected by my own friends’ pregnancy. I pride myself in my ability to celebrate my friends. I love it when my friends are successful. But boy does it feel different when it comes to pregnancy. When one of my best friend told me that she got pregnant even though they did not even plan it, my heart leapt for joy because I love her and her family so much, but I can’t deny that deep down, I too felt some sort of sadness. I’ve always wanted to be pregnant together with her so that hope is gone now. When another close friend announced their pregnancy even though they just got married recently, I felt happy for them but again, sadness lingers a tiny bit. On valentines day, my timeline was filled with 4 pregnancy announcements and my soul cried out loud. It’s like I want to scream “everybody gets their blessing but ME” 

But the voice of the Holy Spirit is calm and gentle upon my ears. He reminds me that God’s timing is perfect AND, it’s not easily understandable by mere humans because, that’s just how it is. I try to comprehend it from my own lens. There’s a lot going on this year and adding a baby, though it may be a blessing, it will no doubt hinder a lot of things in our lives. He reminds me that this is the time to wholeheartedly seek God because I know, I haven’t done so in a while. My faith journey has been wishy-washy to say the least, and I haven’t made the effort to really get in the words and hear God’s words. 

I now know what I have to do and I have decided to let God take control of this. Prayers are appreciated.

[psychopasss4]

I literally need to be consoled on this. 😭🤧 When Psycho Pass movie came, I was over the top! Thinking the Shinkane ship will finally sail. (yes I know PP is not a romance anime. But Gundam (the most serious political anime series/franchise) do have it and it doesn't hurt the overall plot! So I don't see any reason why PP won't include it onto our MCs? 😮‍💨🤔

Came Psycho Pass Providence, although the interactions (in sub) are a bit monotonous (for my taste atleast. I find it cute because of the Bullet Vest, the handcuffs and the infirmary (cigarette off) scene. But that is not enough for me because - it feels like - the damage had been done. Kogami shutting Akane (as if she was the culprit) defending Frederica 😣. She is just simply asking why Frederica didn't inform them before hand. And our Queen knows it's not her fault. She's not even shouting at Frederica! But the way Kogami defended Frederica feels like he's protecting his girlfriend in front of his bully workmate. You know what I mean? 😒

I personally not against any ship. I respect them. But I can't get rid the fact that I feel hurt (if I were in Akane's shoes) 😓.

I do raise up questions with the tone like I support Frederica and the way the writers seemingly...again...seemingly writing her as a potential love interest for Kogami. She's openly flirty to him in the novels by the way, and Kougami never call her out. 😅

Again, I don't have bad apple for Frederica. She's one heck of a femme fatale to me 🤗

But speaking of the novels, I believe the turning point for me and the reason why I get depressed and got sick in weeks after reading that was the fact that Kougami is always there for Frederica. 🤧😭

During their "sparring" session that Frederica enjoys. The gratefulness she felt for Kogami trying to keep her "mood up" whenever she's sad. I mean HE NEVER did that for Akane since PPP. He left her when she's crying in the elevator. And when Frederica is sad for the death of Yabuki, he was there to console her 🤧.

Apologies if I get started on this. No this is not a hate rant to either Kogami or Frederica. They're just anime characters. But I am personally hate by how the writers are trying to crush Akane. 😓

It feels like she's against the world in PP universe. And in real life, the writers wants to get rid of her by making her feel "unwanted" and "unneeded".

I just want to voice my opinion how unfair the writers are 😣. I like Akane because she isn't wishy-washy. I can identify to her as a person. An ordinary girl with a gigantic heart to her friends ❣️

And the way the writers treats her using the man she look up to, feels too personal to me. It's as if I was the one feeling the blow. You know what I mean?

Lacus Clyne have Kira Yamato!

The guys from Gundam 000 have their own pair who helped them through ups and downs and land a good path. So I believe PsychoPass should have it too.

Kogami's apology in First Inspector feels too late for me. Just like Saiga Sensei had predicted. I hope Akane will find happiness from a person who is willing to give it to her. Not take that away from her.

Because that way, I will feel good because I could relate to her, as I've mentioned before.

❤️😁

I watched PPP in theaters and now I understand why Kougami apologized to Akane at the end of First Inspector. Kinda bittersweet and it brought things full circle. Aside that, I thoroughly enjoyed the movie and I feel like it progressed the plot of the series even further than the original movie did and sets up the stakes for the final showdown against the Sybil System.

I am curious to learn your thoughts on the movie plot wise and how you feel about the interactions between Frederica and Akane as it relates to Kougami.

I liked the movie too. I thought the animation was excellent and seeing the original magical trio working together is awesome. It is bittersweet. The plot is heavy, sometimes too heavy, but I thought at least it was more congruent than the plot of S3. There are still parts I didn't get, such as why would Sybil decide to give the Stroyanka papers to Tomami. No idea.

As per Frederica and Kogami, I think they care about each other and are frank with each other. Kogami calling her out on lying to Saiga was hilarious to me. It leads me to believe that they speak to each other informally and honestly. It seems like they spend a lot of time together and there's trust between them. Both Kogami and Akane call Frederica by her first name. I wonder if it is because she's half British or something?

Akane and Kogami...it seems like the writers purposefully made the relationship awkward. I didn't quite understand why Kogami had to apologize to Akane specifically. In that case he should've apologized to Ginoza as well. Although, you could say he kinda does when they have that conversation in the boat. I wish there had been more emotion between Akane and Kogami, not only the professional dialogue they have, always related to work. I guess the call that got cut short could've been a possibility for that kind of dialogue. Oh, well. A lot of people see shinkane in this movie, and I don't explicitly find it to be there, but seeing them together stirred me and inspired me and it made me more shinkane fanatic than I was before. Sad. I'm pathetic, lol.

I found Kogami mostly indifferent, though as @jediofbooksandsnacks pointed out to me, he shows emotion when he's reading Akane's letter. A little too late, if you ask me.

What were your thoughts about those two relationships? I'm curious. I see some people shipping Frederica and Kogami too. Just like Akane and Homura, I don't see it. But to each their own!