#its been awhile to see a house so receptive to how others play

[sophfandoms53]

Kirsten is in so much trouble if she doesn’t get the veto bc after all this I doubt Reilly is taking her off oof

[ximera-marrow]

Book Club Part 3

Since y’all seem to like it, I figure I’d like to contribute to the book club headcanons @theobligatedklutz has done so beautifully with. Also going to figure out how to make a Masterlist. Let’s go!

This one is all about Bobby. Save your booing for Trevor.

The guys are his friends, but he wonders about them sometimes. Playing a book club? Seriously?

“We’re a rock band. We don’t even have street cred yet, and we’re going to lose it.”

But he’s pleasantly surprised at the reception to the band. He’s not with his band mates all the time, so he had no idea they had been attending this book club for awhile. He’s not upset about it though. What??? Bobby? He’s way too cool for a book club.

It takes about two days before the rest of the band confronts him about his pouting.

“Bobby you always act too cool for school. We didn’t think you’d want to come.”

“I don’t.”

“That’s a shame. You’re coming next week.”

Bobby DOES go next week, because the puppy dog eyes of all three of his band mates isn’t something he wants to deal with.

He had left right after their performance last time, so he gets a whole new wave of surprise here. Bobby isn’t dumb. He knows his boys haven’t had it easy with their parents. So seeing them interacting with these adults so casually and warmly... suddenly he realizes why they like book club so much. So he decides, they gave his boys a chance, so he’ll give them a chance.

He starts coming with his friends every week, not contributing as much as the guys, but participating as much as he can.

Linda likes Bobby’s presence. She can tell that even if this isn’t Bobby’s “scene”, it makes the boys happy to have their friend there.

Margie sees a bit of herself in him. It’s obvious to her that Bobby’s here for the same reason she is. He wants to feel close to his friends, even if his pride prevents him from getting as close as he truly desires.

All the other club members can see much of the same as both Linda and Margie. They can’t say they like Bobby a whole lot themselves, mostly because he doesn’t seem too interested in making any connection with them, but the other boys like Bobby, so they treat him like family all the same.

After the boys die, and after the book club members do some grieving for themselves, they try to reach out to Bobby. The poor boy just lost his three best friends. Sure, he hadn’t gotten close to any of them, but he needs support.

But Bobby wasn’t having it. Not only did he lose his friends, he lost his future. He believed in the band and had staked his existence on its success, and now they were gone.

The last person in the club to see Bobby was Margie. He had done well avoiding them all, telling his parents to turn them away from the house. But she caught him at the store and cornered him.

“Look here son, you’re hurting. I know from experience that it may feel easier to bottle it up and deal with it yourself, but you’re not dealing with it. We’re here for you if you need us.”

“I don’t need anybody.”

Much later, when Trevor Wilson’s songs sound so achingly familiar, all of them are outraged, but Margie is the only one who isn’t really surprised. Of course that kid didn’t need anybody. He already had his friends in their songs.

Deep down, Trevor knows what he did was wrong. He couldn’t even bring himself to give his friend’s credit. But if he had, those so called “parents” who made his friends suffer would’ve been able to reap rewards they didn’t earn.

But deeper down, where Bo-Trevor refused to look into, he gets to keep his friends to himself. Holding them close after death the way he refused to while they were alive.

About a year after Trevor’s career takes off, each of the book club members get a check in the mail. They talk about it at the next meeting. Jill enraged, assuming it’s hush money. Carolyn distraught, thinking the boy’s friend would stoop so low. All of them wanting to storm up to the record label and throw the checks in Trevor’s face.

But Margie, surprisingly calm, tells them to keep the money.

“There’s nothing we can do for our boy’s memories- shut up Linda, yes they were our boys. No one would believe us. We have no proof that he stole those songs. Bobby, or Trevor I suppose, was too prideful to take our help. What he’s done was wrong, and I think he knows that. If this was hush money, he would’ve sent a note saying so. No, I think this is some bizarre version of an apology. If accepting this helps him grieve, we should take the opportunity he’s given us.”

“But Margie, he stole their work! They were his friends!”

“And he’ll have to live with that forever. All we can do is hope that he’ll come to his senses, or that he gets what he deserves.”

Nobody likes it, but what’s done is done. All they can do is hope that fate sees fit to correct the injustice. And if Margie seems like she knows something the others don’t, well, she always has been a bit strange.

[spookyhalloweennights]

Long Distance Love (Zayne: sfw)

The buzz of your phone in your pocket had brought a smile to your face despite how stressful the day had been. You had a feeling you knew who it was as you pulled your phone free from the confines of your pocket, the screen illuminating around the edges to show the new messages that had come through. 

‘I can’t believe the last episode of the show! You had tricked me! You said it was a good ending! I hate it!’ 

Attached to the message was a bunch of the crying emojis, and you could only laugh at how ridiculous he was being. You took a moment or two before you actually responded to him, the red brick house you lived in coming into view as you finished your stroll around the neighborhood. The need to get out of the house was overwhelming so you had decided to take a walk to get some fresh air. 

‘I said it was a good ending, I didn’t say that you’d actually like it.’  You replied simply, attaching the emoji that had its tongue sticking out to the message before sending it off again. Instead of shoving it back into your pocket, you simply held it in your hand knowing that you would get a response shortly after. 

‘Fair point but still! Also are we still on for movie night?’ Came the next reply from him, you could only grin as the familiar feeling of a blush began to creep up your neck before settling across your features. 

‘Of course! Wouldn’t miss movie night for anything! I’ll be home in like two minutes and then I can get my computer setup!’ You were quick to reply, he merely responded with a thumbs up to the message. 

The pair of you had settled on the latest animated movie for your typical movie night, Zayne had actually suggested it and even went as far as to make sure he had it rented for the night despite you having a streaming app that would allow you to watch it. You had protested against him renting it, but he had merely dismissed it and told you that it was his turn to pay for date night anyway. 

Upon arriving at your front door, you had noticed a package that was left in front of it. Shoving your phone back into your pocket, you picked the package up and examined the label to see who it was from. A giddy smile was quick to make an appearance as you noted it was from Zayne. After having accepted his request for you to be his girlfriend, you had started receiving packages from him, of course you had sent some yourself in reply to his. Whether it was your favorite book, a shirt you’d think he’d like, a jar of notecards for him to open at different times… The list went on, opening your door you walked inside and shut it behind you, quick to make a beeline to your room. 

The fans of your computer whirred to life as you hit the power button, while it started you opened the package. A box of your favorite brand of popcorn was inside, some chocolates and sweets, but most importantly there was a new candle. Your other candle had finally reached the end of its life and you vaguely remember telling him about it the last time you two had spoken. 

Setting the box off to the side after settling on a sweet to munch on during the movie, you finally opened up the video app you used to stream movies on with him and talk. It took only a few more moments for it to fully load after you had logged on, clicking on his profile picture and then the call button. 

“Hello?” His voice came through, the old pair of headphones you were wearing muffling his voice a little. 

“Hey! I got your package!” You were quick to jump into the conversation, a grin on your face. “I love the candle, I’m surprised you remembered me mentioning it.” 

“You’d be surprised at what I remember that you tell me.” He chuckled, the movie showing up on your screen and beginning to play. You adjusted your audio settings so that you could hear him clearly while the movie played. “Like the time that you were at a friend’s house swimming and their dog had gotten hold of your bikini top strap and was pulling on it.”

“To be fair, it was pretty funny, terrifying at the time since the dog was pretty big. Well… At least about as big as me.” You explained with a laugh. A flutter of nerves rose up in you at the question you had been wanting to ask him for awhile now. 

“I have some vacation time coming up, I’ll be off for a week…” You began, the silence almost deafening from your usual banter and talks. “I was thinking I could get a plane ticket and fly out to visit you, if that’s okay with you?” You found the courage to finish the question, it had been months since the two of you had officially gotten together and you were dying to see him. 

The silence stretched on and the nervousness you had felt before began to amplify. “Zayne?” You asked, hoping for some sort of reply. 

“I..” Zayne had started but then seemed to pause as if he was looking for the right words to say. “I don’t think you’ll be impressed by what you see but… I’d be okay with it.” He responded, a wave of relief washing through you. 

“Great!” You chimed, the conversation changing and going back to your usual discussions, the air light with the promise of something else. 

The following weeks were spent talking about what you would do when you got there, where you would stay - which Zayne wouldn’t let you rent a hotel room for the time you were there, he claimed that they couldn’t be trusted but you had a feeling it was just to get to spend more time with you, and so on. It continued even right up to the night that you were packing your bags for the week, deciding to stay for the entirety of the time that you had off. 

“Are you nervous?” He asked, his voice coming through the speakers you had installed a little while ago as you moved about your room making sure that everything was in order. 

“A little, I haven’t been on a plane before… You’ll be there at the airport right?” You asked probably for the hundredth time. 

“Of course, I wouldn’t want to miss meeting my girlfriend for the first time. I’ll be there with a giant sign that says your name on it.” He responded, the reassurance calming your nerves for the moment. “You better get some sleep, it’s getting late for you.” 

“I will.” You paused briefly. “I love you Zayne, I’ll see you tomorrow.” The words still felt heavy on your tongue as if they weren’t supposed to be there, but you knew it was from how your current state of mind was. 

The beep of the call ending gave you a sort of comfort, knowing that he wouldn’t have to listen to you fret over your choices in clothing or what time exactly you had to be up. He reassured you that you got this, that you would make it on time and that he would be waiting for you. No doubt he would be, he had been hesitant at first but it quickly changed to excitement at the idea of spending time together and being within arms reach. 

When your alarm went off the next morning, you had already been awake five minutes prior, silently counting down the minutes that signaled the start of something new. After gathering all your bags and having a very quick breakfast, you were quick to dash out the front door and head to the rental car you had. Packing everything up and getting into the car, you made your way to the airport. 

The flight was pleasant and not to mention the beautiful view you had gotten by picking a window seat. You had made a new friend during the flight, an orc who was in the same boat as you, the two of you were quick to strike up a long conversation even going as far as to swap numbers to keep in contact since you would be in the same city as her. 

Once the plane had landed, and you had gathered your bags you headed into the waiting area, the familiar wave of butterflies rising up in you, making you nervous again. You held onto your phone, the flurry of texts coming through now that you were on the ground and in an area that had reception. 

‘I can’t wait to see you!’ Was the last one that you had received minutes before the plane had actually landed, with the quiet reassurance behind the message you moved forward. Scanning the crowd before a bright, colorful sign was held up with your name on it. The colors made you gasp in surprise, you had heard of how once someone had found their soulmate, colors burst to life before their eyes but you didn’t think it would be like this. The world around you seemed brighter, and you practically shoved your way through the crowd to get to him. 

��Zayne!” You called out, grabbing the drider’s attention, he was much more beautiful than what you ever could’ve imagined. He had long, white hair that was tied back, his skin a pale blue color before it shifted into a much brighter sapphire blue on his legs and abdomen, both of which are covered in a soft hair. 

His excited grin turns to shock as he begins to look around him before his gaze finally turns back to you. He steps forward hesitantly before a warm smile takes the shocked look, he captures you in a hug and twirls you with a laugh that had the others cooing at the sight of you two. “I had a feeling…” He began but you simply cut him off, cupping his face with your hands and pressing a kiss against his lips. 

“You’re absolutely gorgeous.” You stated as if it was a well known fact, a rosy coloring covering his cheeks from the sudden kiss. 

“I could say the same thing about you.” He responded, he set you down, taking some of your luggage so that you had a free hand which he quickly took hold of with his own, lacing your fingers together as you both silently moved towards the exit. 

“I’m glad to have met you.”

[celebritytgcaptions]

Requests (5/8/2021)

Hi lovelies! I just filled up the queue through May but I have a LOT of requests left. So I’m posting the remaining requests below! If you see your request here that means it’ll be posted in June at the earliest. If you don’t see your request it means it’s probably going to be posted in May (although I did delete two messages that weren’t “requests” as much as “demands”, messages that said, “Do this,” or, “Make that,” which I don’t respond to). There are some requests I addressed in a post on April 27th though that won’t be posted until June also so be sure to check that out. Thanks for the support lovelies! Hope you like what’s to cum. ;)

Anonymous said:

Could u do emma stone from amazing spider man i like her look from the 2nd one but its fine whichever u use

Yep! Second one it is. :)

Anonymous said:

Hi was wondering if you could do a caption of a superhero that is captured by their villain and turned into an evil hench woman thought about anne hathaway as cat woman if you could thanks love your captions btw

Sure thing!

Anonymous said:

Could you do a caption where a white guy gets turned into Kerry Washington. And becomes addicted to sleeping with black men? I was thinking of using the scene from little man where shes in bed after a night of "doing it". Can that be done or is that too graphic of a description?

I don’t think it’s too graphic? I’ve never seen Little Man (idk what it is tbh) but I googled “Kerry Washington Little Man” & found a pic I think works so I can do this.

Anonymous said:

I don't remember if I requested this already or not but could you do one of Haley atwell from captain america I was thinking like a super soldier test turns a guy into her but he then finds out that was the plan that the government wanted to make super sissies instead

You did not request it and I can do it!

Anonymous said:

Hi could you do a caption using Betsy brandt? Shes the aunt from breaking bad incase you didnt know I just think shes beautiful and hope you could do a caption for her idk what about maybe something about milfs thatd be good ig whatever you decide anyways thanks

I DO know who that is! And there have been quite a few MILF requests (as you’ll see) so all you MILF lovers will be happy going forward. :)

Anonymous said:

Hello first off big fan 2nd off im sorry if this is too much but I have abit of a list for ya if u can do these thats great if not its ok just sorry i know its alot.  Emma thompson(saving mr banks)  Sean young, (ace venture)  Rhea Pearlman, ( matilda)  Christina agulara( burlesque)   sigourney weaver, (alien or ghostbusters)   emma stone (cruela)  thank u there will be a part 2

Heres part 2 its just ones I dont really have any specific thing in mind.    Tia and Tamara. Idna menzel.   Adele.    Bonnie Tyler.    Ruby rose.    Sarah chalke.   Kristen schaal.  Melissa McCarthy.  Megan trainer.    Elizabeth gillies.   Like i said if u can great if not thats alright atleast u'll have some stocked up for a rainy day thanks again and sorry again

Hello im the one who gave the list of requests sorry once again I just wanted to further explain one of them the christina Aguilera from burlesque one to be specific I would like the one where she is wearing the bowler hat with the  loose frizz curls thats the only one I can think of to elaborate on the rest are up to u thanks again sorry again

Ok so this is A LOT of requests and in the future I would like to ask people to limit their requests to three celebs at a time, but I’ve never said that before so it wouldn’t be fair to the person who requested all these. So yes I can do these requests. The only one I won’t do is Sean Young from Ace Ventura because her character in Ace Ventura is really really transphobic (or, more specifically, how that character is written). And I can do that specific Christina Aguilera one. Also since this IS so many requests I’ll probably be sprinkling them in through instead of doing them all at once, & I already wrote an Elizabeth Gillies one coming out towards the end of May.

Anonymous said:

If possible could you do Elizabeth perkins as Wilma Flintstone I had the idea of it litterally being set in cave man times and depicting the forat instance of feminization, the first sissy, being of a weaker evolution and stuff causing the tribe to pick him as the tribes cave sissy

Oooo, sounds fun. Totally!

Anonymous said:

Could you do Marissa tomei? Was thinking hero type story by night hes a crime fighing vigilante by day She is a stay at home sissy wife waiting for hubby to get home to pleasure him

I can do this!

Anonymous said:

Could you try making one where a boy who’s always been short his entire life gets feminized by his friend? I was thinking someone like Skai Jackson would be great for this

Sure thing! I found one of Skai where she’s of age so I’ll use that. :) (I won’t use a GIF of here her though since most of them are from Jessie when she’s under 18)

Anonymous said:

I was wondering if you could do one about a college professor named Peter whose autocloset gets hacked by his students.  They transform and feminize him into a sexy latina milf so they have someone sexy to look at during class.  Actress of your choice, someone over 30 please.

Oooo, I’ve got the perfect celeb for this. ;)

Anonymous said:

Hi I actually have 3 u may have done them before but if u can thatd be great. 1 Natalie Portman (V for vendetta ) the little girl outfit with the pigtails I was thinking like a lost bet. 2 P!nk (beautiful trauma) the house wife look is so good.  3 Elizabeth olsen (wandavision) when shes in the bed wearing her costume like a morning after thing.  Thats all like I said if u can thank u love ur captions

Ah gotcha. I can do these!

Anonymous said:

Hi id like to start off by saying i love your captions. Was wondering if you could do one of Mary Elizabeth Winstead as Ramona flowers when she had Green hair as far as the story I dont really have anything other than green being the guys fav color idk hopefully you can do something with that anyways thank you for your time have a good one

I can work with this. :)

Anonymous said:

Hey I have a specific scene in mind its of kaley cuoco when she was on the big bang theory I dont remember the episode but its where shes sitting on the couch when her BF walks in and shes dressed in this purple lingerie and shes got her hair up its beautiful I was thinking if u could do a caption on that? Maybe like a roommates thing sorry I dont have enough info on the scene

I’VE HAD THIS IMAGE FOR SO LONG BUT COULDN’T THINK OF A STORY SO YES I CAN DO THIS! :D

Anonymous said:

Could u ro Lindsay sloane from bring it on I had to look up the name I just remember her as "Big red" what they called her in the movie

Yep! I love Bring it On. :)

Anonymous said:

Omg i love the Alex kingston caption u did recently whenever u get a chance could u do more River song captions also the billie piper one again whenever u get the chance

You got it. :)

Anonymous said:

Ok if you could i have an idea for a caption of a guy who wants to be internet famous but cant cut it as a guy so he pretends to be a lady on an onlyfans but doesnt show off anything too much then he gets surprised by his Male roommate who found out and his roommate blackmails him into making more "Private" videos to get cash I was thinking using meg turney if u could thanks

Sounds fun. Sure thing! :)

Anonymous said:

Hello I know you mightve done this one already but the one of Katy Perry from "Hey hey hey" music vid could u do another one from that still her with the blonde hair but when shes just waking up instead thank you

You bet!

Anonymous said:

I know you got alot of requests lately but if you dont mind one more could you do Drew Barrymore from Batman forever?

I had to double check how old she was in that but yes! I can do this. :)

Anonymous said:

I know I probably wont see this for awhile but if u could can u do a caption of debby ryan from jessie where she is dressed like a little kid and has her hair in pigtails? I was thinking like a babysitting gig gone wrong for the story like dress up goes too far or something anyawys thank u

Do you know what episode that’s from? I found the image and I think it looks great but I just want to make 100% sure that Jessie was an adult when she made it. If you know the episode feel free to message me & I can go ahead with it. :)

Anonymous said:

I have 3 if u could do them 1. Zazie beets  2. Zendaya  3. Tessa Thompson. Thats all thanks

I actually have Zazie Beets and Zendaya caps coming up before May ends, but you’ll get the Tessa Thompson one in June. :)

Anonymous said:

Hi could you do another caption tor jenna fischer from the office please?

Yep!

Anonymous said:

Could you do a cap where a teacher named Peter gets feminized into a latina housewife and use Marisol Nichols from Riverdale?  Can't ignore the MILFs.

Damn right you can’t! I’ll be sure to do this. :)

Anonymous said:

Addison Rae or Ariana Grande please

I’ll do both! :)

@tammyboy25 said:

Hi there! I was wondering if you could please do one where a sister or best girlfriend guilt trips a boy into being their maid of honor for her wedding? Bachelorette party, Dress shopping, getting their hair done, dancing with other boys at the reception are some ideas I had. Thank you so much either way!!!

Ooooo I love this! You got it sweetie. :)

Anonymous said:

Wow, I really loved the "From the Amazons" caption you did with Wonder Woman! Could you do something similar with a guy named Rene put into the body of a sluttfied superheroine?  Maybe Scarlet Witch/Wanda? Thanks!

“From the Amazons” has been getting a lot of love so thanks everyone! I can totally do this with an Elizabeth Olsen pic. :)

Anonymous said:

I'm not sure if youve seen falcon and the winter soldier yet but Erin kellyman who plays kharli in that is a relatively new actress so I could understand if you dont know her but if you do could you make a caption for her? Thank you

I actually do know who she is! I saw her in “Falcon & Winter Soldier” and Solo so I can totally do a cap with her. :)

Anonymous said:

Hi, yesterday I said how much I loved that Wonder Woman caption you did with Gakl Gadot. And I've since discovered the manips made by Saturdays24. My name is Rene, and I'd loved to be turned into a girl in one of his pics, particularly Taylor Swift! Thanks!

Sure thing! @saturdays24 gave me permission to use their stuff a few years ago so I can do any caps with their manips. :)

Anonymous said:

Can you please do Priyanka Chopra captions

Sure!

Anonymous said:

Can you do Lala Anthony captions. I am a big fan of her

Totally! (For some reason I can’t find a good GIF of her though)

Anonymous said:

Can you do a cap with the new Billie Eilish Vogue Pics? That would be so so amazing.

Anonymous said:

billie eilish or addison rae?

Anonymous said:

Hi I remember someone else asking for a billie eilish caption since she was of age now but it was still too recent to have any pics of her at the right age well now shes 19 and I just saw she was on the cover of vogue afew days ago ....would that work?

Don’t worry, a Billie Eilish cap from British Vogue is on the way! She is an adult now & so I can make caps with her. :) (Also to the person who asked about Addison Rae, like I said earlier I’ll make one for her too. :D)

Anonymous said:

I really liked ur newest caption of Kelly lebrock as a boss being spotted enfemme I was wondering if u could do a follow up to that one? Maybe with her from woman in red. Id just like to see the coworker confront the boss

I like that idea! Totally. :)

Anonymous said:

Could you do a caption with Jhene Aiko or Jenna Ortega? They’re both similar to me in body build so it would be pretty amazing to see them in a caption.

Jhene Aiko yes. Jenna Ortega MAYBE. Jenna Ortega only JUST turned 18 and that was during the COVID-19 pandemic so there aren’t going to be a lot of projects where she’s an adult to pull from. So if I can find something maybe otherwise you might just have to wait a bit. Sorry if that’s a bummer. :/

Anonymous said:

Can you do Nikita Dragun captions please?

I’ve no idea who this is, sorry.

Anonymous said:

Idk if u know the band pentatonix or not but if u do could u do a caption for Kirstin Maldonado they just came out with a music video for 90s medley and she is gorgeous in it much appreciated :)

I’ve actually done some Kristin Maldonado caps already so I can totally do another. :)

[armyhome]

- Lovely, Army (Kim Taehyung)

⇢ summary: 7 times you only talked through letters and 1 you didn't have to.

⇢ pairing: Taehyung x Reader.

⇢ genre: Cute, just a little bit sad I promise, funny.

⇢ word count: 2.4K

⇢ warnings:  well, some armys can put taetae's face on a satellite, others (me) can only write fanfics, each one with its bargaing power, right? hahaha'

The First Letter :

“Dear Taehyung, 

I read that you lost someone important in the last month, I’m truly sorry for your loss. I saw how sad you’re and feel more sorry that you don’t have time to process your loss, but I hope that all armys around you can give you strength.

A few years ago, I lost  someone too, and that still hurts sometimes, she was the only person who made me feel loved, she treated me like I was important and my existence was meaningful. She was gone the same year that BTS debuted, I feel that she asked for angels 'cause she knows already how much I would need your songs and lyrics to go on. I felt so lost at the time, it’s hurt so much, sometimes I feel that pain will consume, it was like being locked in a room of pain and sadness for so long that I forgot that every room has a door, but BTS songs, Taehyung's smiles and voice guided me into the door, and all these combined helped me open, sometimes this kind of pain comes back, but because of your existence I don’t need to be alone anymore.

Pain is part of the process of growing. When I was younger, for some reason I felt pain in my legs, my dad used to say to me that was because I was growing. I waited for years and it was a LIE! I’m still a short person, almost a human in pocket version! But I found out that it's an emotional pain, this kind of pain makes us grow, whether we want to or not, in these moments we remember that we are only humans, and this can make us better or worse as a person, it’s up to us.

Today I realized that she never leaves me 'cause her memories are always gonna be part of me and gonna give me power to chase the right paths. I know that can be different for every single person and I shouldn't focus on my feelings, but just in case that you are feeling the same way, know that you have someone on this earth who kinda understands you and will always give you support.  

I truly hope that you find yourself feeling the same way for army, because we believe that you all are the light to find our doors to get out of this terrible room, and look at your memories, the people that you truly love never really leave you, and they will help you live from now on, 'cause they know life can be wonderful like you’re!

-Lovely, Army. 

Second Letter

Dear Taetae,

Blood Sweat & Tears achieved 7 millions views in 24 hours which makes it the most watched KPOP video on the platform! YEEEEEY! I keep feeling like something good will happen, we are more organized now and determined to realize BTS' dreams, because that's what you deserve! I’m so happy right now, bet you are too! Tae, life definitely can be wonderful like you!

Ps. I found a job, so I’m gonna start university soon which means I can go to the next concert! YEEEY!

-Lovely, Army.

Third Letter

Dear Taetae,

Unfortunately, I couldn't get tickets for this concert! I’m so sad, I can’t stop crying, but universities are just so expensive, I’m so sorry! That’s the second time I lose the opportunity of being with you guys.  

But I believe my sisters armys will do an amazing job. Here we feel that our mission is to give you strength, energy, happiness to keep up  with the tour. I really hope that you can feel this, I will send all the good energy that exists in me from home.

Have a great show, I know for sure, that's gonna be wonderful like you. 

-Lovely, Army.

Fourth Letter

CONGRATULATIONS DEAR TAETAE!

Congrats to all Bangtan Boys! I’m so happy right now that I’m speechless, you guys look so good on Billboard stage! Please tell Moonie to never, ever change his hair again, it’s perfect this way! Jimin looks nervous, please tell him that he was perfect! Everybody was perfect! Yoongi and Hobi look so happy! Kookie looks like James Bond! You and Seokjin were just modeling all the time, how do you do that? Did it hurt when you guys fell from heaven? I wish I knew how to be beautiful like this! 

When they announced the award, I was so excited that I screamed even being so late my mom almost kill me hehehe’ 

Well, in my life, it is time to face the pain of growing again, but that's fine 'cause my bangtan is happy, and your happiness makes me strong enough to face everything, you already showed me that life can be wonderful like you, it's just a matter of time. 

-Lovely, Army. 

Fifth Letter 

Dear Taetae,

I finally have wonderful news! \o/

Just got the tickets to the concert! I’m gonna see you guys for the first time in almost five years of being an army! You believe people can die of happiness? ‘Cause I think I can die right now! Thinking again, I should only die after the concert! I wanna scream, but I’ll save my voice for the show! I know that will be wonderful like you and I’m gonna sing Best Of Me loudest I can until I lose my breath!

Ps 1. Indeed, I lost my breath and my voice, for a whole week, this show was everything to me.  

Ps 2. You looked wonderful.

Ps 3. Is Jimin okay? Tell Yoongi we gave our best but rap is difficult! Did Seokjin see our hearts? Did Hobi feel our love? Moonie was so handsome! JK seemed so happy, so cute, like he was 15 again! 

Ps 4. We always will wait for you, Taetae!

-Lovely, Army.

Sixth Letter

Dear Taetae,

Thank you for releasing Winter Bear.

This last year has been thought of to me, but I always could count on BTS as my support, and that your song was everythingI needed right now. 

One day, I was reading a book named “Human Revolution” by the philosopher Daisaku Ikeda and I found that sentence:  “Winter never fails to turn into spring” At first, I thought that I had understood the meaning of the sentence, until I caught myself trying make spring appears in the middle of winter, I didn’t get that I had endure the process of winter, but I almost could keep myself up, the cold was too harsh on me, and still really cold right now. But you gave me a friend to spend that time and keep me warm! Now with winter bear I can wait for spring to come again. 

-Lovely, Army.

Seventh Letter 

Dear Taetae,

It's been awhile, right? What to say about this year? Thanks that's over?  

Finally, I realized that the pain of growing it’s a life thing, it’s not comfortable, but I’m proud of the person I became, and I know that who I’m right now is because of all those things that  I went through, and I only was strong enough because of you and BTS. I should've saved those letters, because you probably didn't read any of them, but I was so honest that I wanna compare myself now and who I was in the beginning. My honesty on those letters was because I always feel that you are one of my best friends Taetae. 

2020 made me face so much pain from other people because of my work, and I feel that I can put myself in someone else's place better. Remember when I told you that I would be able to start in the university? Well, I just finished my graduation! These last few years I was saving some money to help buy a house for my family but my dad did it first, and he told me that the money I was keeping is for my dreams, so I quitted my job, and opened my design studio, and everything is going so well that we are gonna have a place in Korea soon! 

Finally spring shows up in my life! Like in Inner Child, I know everything I'll be okay, 'cause today I’m doing fine! My mom always says “In the rain, you should act like an adult, but when the suns rise, you can play like a child” I wish I could hold your hand and say thank you in person, my best friend! I wish that we could be kids for one day, so people wouldn't see second intentions and we would be free to play together! I’m wishing for many things, right? Why do I feel you so close when you already reached the stars?

Thank you so much for keeping me warm this winter, I’m always gonna be grateful for you and BTS! I love you all so much! 

Ps. Just for my delulu reasons, I’m gonna let the address in Korea here…

-Lovely, Army.

"It’s  wonderful!" says Inna. Like Tae, I think "I’m really happy to work here, CEO!"

"I’m glad that you feel like that! The brazilian team will be here tomorrow morning. I know the Korean culture of only leaving after the boss left, but LaB has a different culture, but I will tell you more tomorrow with the team, for today you can go, there is nothing to do here anymore. I just wanna  stay a little bit more, for emotional reasons…" She looks at me unsure "I’m not lying, you can go, have a good dinner with your family! Your meal card is not here yet, so…" I pick the money in my pocket "Buy them some meat, and say good things about me, okay?"

She was so happy, that was what made me enchanted for her personality! Now alone I can absorb all that has happened, it was spring on korean so the weather was just the way that I like!  

Walking in the gallery where I put all our artists' jobs, I look at the painel I put on the reception: Just wonderful people work here, be nice to them or get out!  

I hope that I can be an amazing leader, and will work hard for this. 

Taking a deep breath to believe that was my reality. Should I drink soju? Yes! With teboki, always wanna try this!  I close the front door and when I turn, and  I’m already drunk, 'cause what I’m seeing can not be real, it's not him. 

"I was going to ask if it was you, but your expression gives me the answer I need" His deep voice. If my heart beats any faster, it will break the sound barrier "So here goes my second question: If you didn’t believe that I was reading them, why did you send those letters?" 

I looked at both sides of the street, it was so risky for him.

"Faith?" He smiles. God please don't take me right now "Do you wanna see the gallery?" I look both sides again "Someone can see you here and misinterpreted!"

"Don’t worry, I wouldn't come without my bodyguards, they are keeping the perimeter safe" Wow! Is he a musician or a politician? "Sorry for being so suspicious, but I just know you from the letters, there was no way to be sure, mainly because you never put an address until now or your name…"

"Sorry, my brain stopped working at 'my bodyguards are keeping the perimeter safe'" I say imitating his voice "That's mean I can have a fanpanic?" His left eyebrow arches "You are you! You are Kim Taehyung, from my BTS, my wonderful Taetae! Aaaaaa!" I catch his hand.

"Thank you so much, for every single song, ever single world means so much to me!"

He smiles and my heart melts, so precious, so perfect! Wonderful just like he could be.

"Are you adorable like this all the time?" I look inside his eyes, if I die right now, I have no regrets in this life "What were you planning to do?"

"Drink soju, eat something, enjoy the weather… Wait, do you think one of your bodyguards can get this for us? I have the money, I just wanna show you my LaB, and stare at you as much as possible!" 

He sends a message and within five minutes, maybe less we have a complete meal, when we are inside his smiles at the painel, I show him the arts and guide him to the rooftop, Inna and I worked the whole day organizing that place, it was perfect. 

"You didn’t answer me. Why didn't you put your address when you started to write those letters?" Taehyung asks as he sits and starts to eat.

"Well, I think you have better things to do…"

"I would've answered it, your first letter was so special for me, to write those things, for me it was new to be loved in that way, I got so nervous when you said how hard it was, that you were sad" He takes a deep breath "But I couldn't help, because I didn't know how to find you!"

"But you did, your songs found me!" I hold his hand one more time, hoping this moment would last forever "I’m fine now, don’t need to worry!"

"Your wish in the last letter was to play like a child…" Taehyung observes the rooftop space  "Let's play tag!"

"You don't have to do this, Taehyung…" He can not be serious!

"You’re not allowed to call me anything but Taetae, got it?" I just laughed out loud, so he tapped my shoulder "Your turn!"

So we play, like childs in this magical moment, my own fairy tail, my happy ever after, lovely, wonderful, just like him, I didn't need more than this. Right before he goes, I give him my card.

"Just in case…" I don't finish, I can't find the worlds.  

"Give me your phone" I don’t think before putting my cell phone in his hand "Best Friends have each other's number. Please, if you have a hard time…"

"I’ll send you a letter, don't worry!" He looked at me like it was unbelievable, and it was for me, I stayed at the door seeing his car go. My phone shows me a new message.

 “Make your wishlist Lovely Army, see you soon!”     

[qm-vox]

So You Want To Play Hades

I spent six hours coming up with that title because I have problems in my mind which I refuse to either examine or resolve.

So, Hades! The latest work from Supergiant Games, who brought you the interactive soundtracks to Bastion, Transistor, and Pyre, all superb games in their own rights known for their intuitive gameplay, build-your-own-hard-mode difficulty style, incredible atmosphere and characterization, thought-provoking stories, and that sexy, sexy fuckin’ music.

Like, listen to this sometime it’s amazing (all of their soundtracks are available from them on Youtube, by the by, though if you like ‘em you can support the creators by buying the music from them directly too):

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uH3Aoj1nw58

You’re likely asking, quite reasonably, why in the infinite and undying fuck I’m writing this post right now, and the long and short of it is I want more people to talk Hades with so now y’all are gonna get hit with the sales pitch and what I hope will be a helpful beginner’s guide if you decide to get into the game. Let’s get into that first part, shall we?

Thou Shalt Subject Your Gods To Market Forces

(Image sourced from Supergiant’s website)

Hades is an action-roguelike/lite that places you in the role of Prince Zagreus, secret son of Hades. Zag is trying to move out of his father’s house and live somewhere else for awhile and, well, Dad’s just being an entire dick about the whole thing. Hades challenges you to face down the endless ranks of the dead one chamber at a time, gathering the resources you need to breach upward through the Greek underworld and open the mighty gates into the living world. You can acquire it on Steam or on the Epic Store.

How do you know if Hades is or isn’t for you? If you like action games with tight controls and widely varied playstyles, we’ve got you covered here (if you’re thinking in terms of previous Supergiant offerings, Bastion has the most bones in). Hades also offers a great character-focused narrative, centering around the relationships Zagreus has and develops with the people around him - from legendary shades like Achilles and Sisyphus, to the gods of Olympus, to the cthonic gods of the underworld like Charon, Nyx, and the Furies - which fully incorporates the conceits of the genre. Unlike many roguelikes which sorta quietly elide failed runs or deaths, Zag’s defeats are part of his journey. After all, he’s already in the underworld. Where the fuck else is he going to go when he dies? Connecticut?

Though I can gush about the characters and narrative all day (and I’ll do it a bit more later), don’t get me wrong: Hades expects you to perform some pretty tight mechanics. Since dying is just the end of this run and not the game, the game feels pretty free to take brutal measures; the environments you move in are full of deadly traps, the seething ranks of the dead outnumber you to vast degrees, and you’ll fight a dizzying mix of opponents who do not hesitate to catch you in cross-fires, push you into lava, or drop bombs when you kill them because fuck you for succeeding you weird godling bastard. If you get easily frustrated or flustered, Hades may be quite stressful for you; before it’s anything else, it’s an action game with a heavy focus on combat, and if you decide to ride this train that’s the price of the ticket. If you relish the challenge and especially if you like the satisfaction of watching your play improve, though, it’s one hell of a ride.

In terms of accessibility features, Hades is a mixed bag. It has subtitles and aim assistance available, as well as a variety of supported languages and control adjustments which can alter how you do things like dash or attack, but it’s missing, for instance, a colorblind mode (and that’s gonna be important here in a minute), and many enemy behaviors & traps have audio cues which are not part of the current subtitle support. A rumble feature for controllers that have it is supported; Hades strongly suggests the use of a controller, but I know several players who choose to use a mouse & keyboard and seem to prefer it. Semi-recently, a God Mode option was added which empowers you when it’s turned on and does so further every time you die; it’s the closest Hades comes to an ‘easy’ mode, and while reception of it from my fellow players has been highly positive I’ve not tried it for myself.

If you’ve liked action games in the past, I’d highly endorse giving Hades a try as long as it’s accessible for you. The current build of the game (just before formal release) is selling at $24.99 USD on Steam right now, and like...I am not a highly skilled Gaming Individual(tm). I lose at games a lot. I play most of my games on Easy or maybe Normal if I’m really feeling like my dick is big - and with that in mind, I loved this one enough to buy it twice. I love the tight feeling of the combat, the way the mechanics feel, its gorgeous environments and its captivating characters. Hell, that’s why I’m out here writing a whole-ass article.

Stealth, Guile, Subtlety, And Other Things You Will Not Need - Getting Started In Hades

(Artwork sourced from the Hades wiki)

So you’ve decided to acquire Hades, you already own it, or the first part of this article was intriguing enough for you to look at the advice portion and see what sort of game you could be dealing with. Hades can be intimidating at first; it throws a lot of stuff at you, very quickly, and while it gives you some strong guidance on what to do with many of the resources you’ll acquire not all of those uses are immediately intuitive. The following is a guide to help your first few runs go a bit more smoothly and work on the fundamentals that will help you through your entire experience.

Let’s start with some General Tips that will help you out with every run and every weapon:

- Relax. No, seriously: relax. You haven’t ‘failed’ a run if you don’t beat the final boss. Hell, you probably haven’t even ‘failed’ a run if you die in Tartarus. If you learned something or got any permanent resource - gemstones, darkness, nectar, keys, blood, diamonds, ambrosia - then that run was a success. Even if the game wasn’t currently early access and thus without a proper ‘end’ at the moment, it’s supposed to be fun. Don’t castigate yourself for dying, just dive screaming back in and rip your vengeance from the spectral chest of your slayer.

- Always Be Moving. You only have so many hit points (you start a save file with a max of 50 and the most you can start a given run with is 200) and healing is limited over the course of a run. If you’re standing still, you’re getting hit. Zag’s quick on his feet - keep him moving and use your dash liberally. Once you’ve dealt some damage, leave and let your enemies swing at empty air, then dash back in and bully them back into their graves. When you start a dash you’re invulnerable until the dash finishes, which can make for some real cheeky dodges once you’ve had time to learn enemy timing.

- Watch And Learn. Early on in the game you’ll be learning about new enemies every chamber, especially when you start transferring to new zones and all of the enemies you’ve been facing just stop being a thing. Take the chance to know your foe! You’re not on a clock: don’t leap into the fight immediately. Dash around and watch how your enemies move and attack. What’s the limitations of their tactics? The reach on their attacks? How fast do they swing and move? If you’d like to watch some of that stuff ahead of time, I’d like to suggest amber_cxc’s Twitch channel: she’s been doing a lot of runs and speedruns of Hades of late, among the other games she plays.

- Manipulate Your Rewards. Certain things in Hades can only be offered a limited number of times per run, and once you’ve hit your quota they stop appearing. You can take advantage of this to get more Boons, Centaur Hearts, and Poms of Power. Specifically, you can only have up to two Daedelus Hammers and up to three Hermes Boons. If you can knock these out early I highly endorse doing so; they’re never bad to have, and even if somehow you want none of what they have to offer getting them off the RNG will help you later. Additionally, you can use Keepsakes (more on these in a minute) to manipulate who you get Boons from, when, by changing in and out of them at each biome. In this way you can control the shape of your build for the run.

- Accept That Your Dick Energy Is Fucking Huge. A lot of games try to keep you humble. Dark Souls is infamous for it, of course, and others in this genre such as Crypt of the Necrodancer and Enter the Gungeon do not reward haste at all. That is not this game. Walk into Hades like you’re the lord god of the Big Dick Dimension even if you know you’re not; take risks and learn from experience how you can mitigate, manipulate, or cancel out those risks. That unearned confidence won’t just help you with tip one (Relax), it’ll help you practice in those high-pressure situations which will occur more and more as your Heat rises.

- A Brief Note On Projectiles. This game has a few kinds of projectiles that you’ll need to learn to identify. Balls and Arrows can be broken - hit them with an Attack and they pop and won’t hurt you. Waves cannot be broken; they travel fast along the ground and have to be dodged or deflected. Lasers can neither be broken nor deflected. Traps can’t be broken, and deflecting them doesn’t always make them safe for you; these include the lava balls in Asphodel, Inferno Bombs, and the shit spit out by Bothers and Pests. Know your foe and always be moving.

In terms of the resources you’re offered, there are broadly two kinds: in-run resources, and out-of-run resources. Let’s talk briefly about in-run ones.

- Boons: Boons are the powerful gifts of your Olympian relatives. They change how you play during your run by augmenting your abilities (like your Attack, Special, or Dash) or by offering passive benefits. In general, look at Aphrodite, Athena, or Dionysus if you want powerful defenses, Ares, Artemis, or Zeus for powerful attacks, and Poseidon and Demeter for a combination of damage and utility. Different gods will be good with different weapons, and we’ll get into that later. Boons have a Rarity and a Level; Rarity determines their starting power and how well they scale if they do scale, and Level is that scaling.

- Centaur Hearts: +25 max and current HP for this run. Do you like not dying?

- Poms of Power: Poms increase the Level of a Boon by 1, which generally makes it better at doing whatever it does. Not all Boons will level up, but the ones that you can attach to your Attack, Special, Cast, Dash, or Call always do. You do eventually hit diminishing returns with these, so you’ll generally want to spread the love around if you keep picking up Poms.

- Obols: DOLLAH DOLLAH BILLS Y’ALL. Obols are the coins preferred by Charon, the Ferryman, who will take them from you for goods and services. Obols can be turned into all other resources - even out-of-run resources. They’re almost always a great choice of investment.

These in-run resources are presented as potential rewards when you’re selecting chambers. I tend to run heavy on Boons and Obols myself, but your own play style is likely to differ! Experiment with the feel of acquiring various rewards and see what you like to invest in. After all, they’re only for the run you’re on; you literally can’t take it with you.

Out-of-run resources are used to permanently advance Zagreus’s power, his relationships, or both. They are as follows:

- Cthonic Keys: Used to unlock new weapons and new parts of the Mirror of Night. Once your weapons and Mirror are wholly unlocked these keys stop being useful more or less instantly, and can be safely traded at the Wretched Broker between runs to acquire Nectar (but see Gemstones, below).

- Gemstones: Early in the game, Gemstones can be traded in at the House Contractor between runs in order to enhance the underworld; in particular, they can be used to install fountain rooms, to open up access to Chaos and Erebus, to give you access to Infernal Troves (and upgrade said troves), and to add in-run resources to Keys, Nectar, and Gemstones. These services are in the first tab of the House Contractor and you should buy them out as soon as possible so that your runs can springboard off of these powerful additions. Once that’s taken care of, Gemstones can be used to renovate the House of Hades, including Zag’s bedroom and the lounge, again at the House Contractor.

- Nectar: The nectar of the gods is in short supply in the underworld, and is a treasured gift that Zagreus can offer to his friends. In most cases, the first time you give a character Nectar they will trade you a powerful Keepsake in return; these are run-altering tools you select at the start of each run and change how you play. Early on, spread the love, but once you’re full up on Keepsakes you can feel free to develop relationships through gift-giving however you see fit.

- Darkness: The power of Night is used to give permanent, powerful passive benefits to Zagreus via the Mirror of Night in his bedroom. I would suggest using Darkness to get your extra Dash and extra hit points before anything else, but once you’ve got those tools kinda fuck around and find out. Eventually a dialogue option with Nyx will unlock the flip side of the Mirror’s talents, which must be developed separately and cost even more Darkness; you’ll want lots of this and you’ll want it for a very long time. Oh, and try to save aside 8,888 Darkness for a rainy day. You’ll need it.

- Titan Blood: Offered by the first and last bosses at each level of Heat (more on Heat later). Titan Blood is used to upgrade your weapons, making them better at doing all of the things they do, as well as to unlock Aspects of those weapons. We’re still shy one Aspect as of the latest patch, so ah, don’t stop collecting this. You’ll always have a use for it.

- Diamonds: Offered by the second boss at each level of Heat. Diamonds are used to buy plot-relevant renovations to the House of Hades, to advance certain relationships, and to acquire the fishing minigame and in-game access to the soundtrack within the House. Like Blood, you’ll have a use for these for a long, long time.

- Ambrosia: Offered by the third boss at each level of Heat. When you reach the point at which you can no longer offer people Nectar, genuine Ambrosia from Olympus becomes the princely gesture by which you can show your gratitude. You may be tempted to trade this for Blood early on. Don’t.

When you’re starting out, Darkness and Gemstones will be the gods of your new world, followed closely by Cthonic Keys You’ll run out of immediate need for Gemstones faster than you will for Darkness, but by that time you’ll either be comfortable with Hades or you’ll have determined it’s not for you. Focus on unlocking access to your new weapons, upgrading the underworld itself, and paying off your talents; at this stage, escaping the underworld isn’t really a priority so much as setting up for your eventual triumph is.

And When You Can No Longer Lay Waste - Infernal Arms And Heat

(Artwork sourced from the Hades Wiki)

The assault rifle with under-slung mortar launcher is definitely my favorite ancient Greek weapon.

So I’ve mentioned unlocking weapons, and I’ve mentioned that Hades offers varied play styles, so I suppose I ought to talk about them. Zagreus’s weapons - his Infernal Arms - form the first layer of your play style choices, which will be augmented by your in-run choices, and the second layer comes in the form of the Pact of Punishment and its Heat. Each weapon has differing values for its attacks and behaves very differently. I’m not gonna give you the specific numbers here - we have a wiki for that - and will instead make some general statements on how they play and what might pair well with them.

- Stygius, the Blade of the Underworld: You start each save file with this bad boy. Stygius is a generalist weapon that leans somewhat towards speed; its Attack is a three-hit combo that ends in a Thrust with knockback, while its Dash Attack (note: these are not the same with ANY weapon) is solely the Thrust, still with knockback. Its Special, slower than the Attack, is a high-damage shockwave that breaks enemy projectiles and knocks them back. You might be asking yourself, Vox, why would I Special when it makes people leave sword range, at which point I will direct you back to Always Be Moving; your Special makes your enemies Go Away, which saves you hit points. Stygius can build into almost anything, though its Attack benefits the least from Zeus and Poseidon, and is notable for having the most wild fucking Hammer options. Some of them do little things like make your Special bigger, but then you get stuff like Hoarding Slash (deal extra damage equal to 5% of your Obols), World Splitter (you do one big swing with a base damage of 80) and motherfucking CURSED SLASH, which is where Stygius rips a line of cocaine off of a mirror, cuts your health by 60%, and then heals you for 2 every time you hit something. My advice for this is whatever you start down, commit. Stygius might build into anything, but it can’t build into everything: once you choose a boon path, pick things to compliment that and go fucking ham.

- Varatha, the Eternal Spear: The forgotten child of Hades’ weapons, Varatha is a versatile weapon that, like Stygius, does a bit of everything - and unlike Stygius, does it all at the same time. Varatha’s base attack is a series of three long-range thrusts with low damage, and its Special throws the spear in a straight line, at which point it hovers in the air until you Special again; it follows a straight line from its position to your current one, damaging anything in that line. Last, but not least, you can perform a powerful Spin Attack by holding down the Attack button and charging up. Spin is one of the strongest single hits in the game, but you do have to stop moving to charge it up. However, you can dash out of the charge - even better, dashing releases the Spin at the end of your dash. This means that once you learn the timings of your charges, you can use Spin to attack and dodge at the same time, in a wide circle around yourself. Unlike Stygius, Varatha benefits to an extent from splitting your build up; its Attack wants big hitters like Aphrodite, Artemis, or Poseidon, whose high multipliers pair amazingly with the spin, while its Special can mount debuffs or stranger forms of damage like those offered by Dionysus and Ares. If you start building into one thing, but then Hammer into an alternate focus, the end result is still going to be pretty cohesive. Like Generic Goodstuff, or want a weapon to use while building up many divine relationships? Varatha does it all.

- Aegis, the Shield of Chaos: Just because this thing has the only block function in the game doesn’t mean it’s a defensive weapon. Aegis is a fast-moving melee weapon whose hits cause native knockback, slamming foes into walls, up against cliffs, and through traps & magma. Since Aegis throws people around it’s great for a highly aggressive style; dash in, hit them, and watch them slide away before they can do damage back to you. Its Special throws the shield Captain America style, where it ricochets off of opponents and obstacles before eventually returning. Use this with care; you can’t attack or block while your Special is out. Holding down the Attack button begins to charge a Bull Rush; while you’re charging, you’re immune to damage in the direction the shield is facing, and then when you release you dash to the end of the indicated line, damaging anything you hit. Despite how sexy that sounds, Bull Rush is honestly kinda slow and can be hard to build for specifically; instead, Bull Rush is best used to get out of bad situations, or to outlast big long boss combos, especially those used by the first and second bosses who are known to spit out absolute STREAMS of projectiles. Aegis hits fast and gets lots of bonus damage against normal enemies by bullying them against walls for that sweet, sweet Wall Slam damage, but it craves big damage multipliers less than some other weapons; consider using Zeus, Dionysus, or Demeter for your Attack, saving big damage choices for if you can get a Dash Attack build going. Special is great for mounting utility like Aphrodite or Poseidon that let you control the engagement further, just remember to think before you hit the yeet button.

- Coronacht, the Heart-Seeking Bow: Meet your first ranged weapon! Coronacht deals damage in a straight line by charging up a shot; when your line flashes, release the shot for a Power Shot that deals extra damage. Its Special is...bad, I’m gonna be real; it’s a wide-sweeping volley of arrows that deal individually low damage and will rarely, if ever, hit the same target. Still, it has its uses. Coronacht benefits from either high damage or battlefield control on its Attack; look into Artemis, Aphrodite, Demeter, and Poseidon. Its Special is harder to build for, but Ares and Zeus both do well on it since they can cause damage out of proportion with the range and/or area of your volley. Play keep-away and use distance to get off those charge shots, and remember that you can break projectiles and hit multiple enemies with each attack. Avoid mounting odd damage (Ares or Dionysus) or utility (Athena) on your Attack; it’s not going to come out fast enough to take meaningful advantage of those tools.

- Malphon, the Twin Fists: Easily the angriest weapon in all of Hades, Malphon is a pair of massive fuck-off gauntlets that are used for fast-moving combos at extremely short range. It is unique in that its Attack has a Dash Attack, and its Special - a massive uppercut - has a dash upper, letting you sweep in and deal big damage in a tight area immediately. Though each of Malphon’s hits are individually small, it throws out so fucking many of them that you can put almost anything on your Attack and it’ll work out. Athena Attack? Why not, you’ll be swinging when the enemy is. Dionysus Attack? Poison stacking has never been easier! Artemis Attack? Sure, you don’t do a lot of base damage, but you swing so often that you’ll crit constantly and take advantage of passives like Support Fire. Your Special has much higher base damage and can easily become the focus of your build, and because it moves slower it wants bigger damage multipliers like Artemis or Aphrodite if it’s your focus. If it’s not your focus, consider Poseidon in its slot (to get enemies to Go Away) or a god that will combo with your Attack (for instance, if you’re doing Demeter Attack, consider Zeus Special so you can potentially pick up the Cold Fusion boon and get 10 seconds of free damage every time you tap the Special button). You pay a price for this ease of use: Malphon’s range is directly inside the enemy’s ass, which means you need to have razor-thin timing to dash out of the way of attacks and keep your combos going, especially if you get swarmed. Since Malphon can mount and build literally fucking anything, it’s the ideal weapon to use if you want to power-level Keepsakes; slap something on at the start of a run and then just never take it off. Sure, you’re letting the Three Fates decide your build, but fuck it, it all just works!

- The Adamant Rail: What if you invaded the underworld with a fucking machine gun. The Adamant Rail has an ammo counter; each Attack takes 1 bullet (and Dash Attack takes and fires 2), and you reload by pressing the right-hand stick in. Its Special is a slow-moving mortar that hits in a wide area. The Rail is a powerful and versatile weapon capable of engaging at great range, which tends to build either Attack or Special. If you’re building Special, look for big hits like Aphrodite, Artemis, or even Poseidon, and any Special upgrade at all from the Hammers. Attack usually wants utility or stacks - stuff like Poseidon, Demeter, Dionysus, or Zeus - but certain Hammer upgrades like Spread Shot might make it more worthwhile to invest in big hits for it if you get them early. However! Just because you’ve decided on a focus doesn’t mean you should neglect the other half of your weapon. For instance, an Attack-focused build might still entertain the Targeting System upgrade so that you can more easily land your hits and avoid the enemy, while a Special-focused one benefits from mounting debuffs like Weak or Chill on its Attack.

For any weapon, once you settle into a play style you enjoy, find ways to be rewarded for what you’re already going to do. If you enjoy, say, the Chiron Aspect for the bow which makes it into a Special-focused weapon, mount benefits like Doom or Weak on its Attack since you still have to use that to make your shit go-go. This applies more broadly too; if you’re saving up Gemstones for something, for instance, use the extra money you get during your run to visit the shops earlier and more often. Let Hades reward you for doing the things you already want to do.

To close this guide out I’m going to briefly touch on Heat, which is how Supergiant Games has manifested their signature build-your-own-hard-mode approach. After you clear the game with any weapon for the first time, you acquire access to the Pact of Punishment. This Pact lets you turn on hostile modifiers to your run, which each have a Heat value; once you clear the game with a weapon at any given level of Heat (0, 1, 2, etc) you can only get Titan’s Blood, Diamonds, and Ambrosia with that weapon by advancing to the next level of Heat. In this way the game gradually gets harder on a weapon-by-weapon basis.

So, what modifiers to turn on? Depends on what you’re good at and bad at, but I would highly, highly suggest that you get used to Extreme Measures, Middle Management, and Benefits Package as soon as possible. Not only are they sources of big Heat by themselves that don’t change too much of the run by themselves, but their primary difficulty is knowledge-based; once you know them, they’re practically free real estate. Since Heat is tracked per-weapon and not in total, you can also always go back to weapons you’re not as good with and use practice with them as an excuse to get more permanent resources that you can pour into the ones you prefer.

Obviously this guide is not comprehensive! I’ve left out a lot of things you might want to know, like boss patterns, enemy types, and a whole lot of stuff about characters. Some of these things I’ve not talked about because I don’t want to give spoilers; others I haven’t talked about because I’m, again, actually pretty bad at games and the Hades community has talented folks whose guides on Steam, on the Reddit, and on the wiki can provide you with thorough breakdowns of the math that makes the game work. Still, it’s my hope that this can ease your entry into the world of Hades and help guide you in those early runs when it can feel like you’re spinning your wheels. I look forward to hearing from you; reblogs and commentary are welcome!

See you all in Hell.

[astarryon]

Seemingly Unrequited

Pairing: Bucky x reader

Warning: none

Summary: Word on the street is that weddings can be amazing when they’re not yours

A/N: This was a one shot requested by @slowly-but-shurley , and it turned out a bit longer than I intended because I fell in love with the prompt so much!

“Leave it to Clint and Nat to pick the hottest fucking day of the year to have their wedding on,” Wanda muttered beside you, carefully stretching up onto her tiptoes to adjust the garlands the two of you had been tasked with hanging upon the trees. You weren’t sure how she was doing that, considering the fact that her heels were a killer height, but Wanda herself seemed to hold some sort of magical, mystical air about her. Truth be told, you weren’t sure how your friend was able to do half the things she did.

“Wanda, careful,” you told her, stepping forward to brush away the bark which had stuck to the front of her dress. The tone of the powder pink dress, identical to the one you wore, combined with the dark brown of her curled hair, gave her skin an ethereal glow. For a moment, you felt a fleeting twinge of envy; Wanda was heartbreakingly beautiful. “These dresses were expensive and Nat’ll kill you if you wreck yours before the ceremony.”

Shrugging a shoulder, Wanda took a step back per your warning, opting instead to use her powers to finish adjusting the garlands the two of you had hung together. “She’s lucky I love her,” she muttered under her breath.

Truth be told, Wanda wasn’t complaining for nothing. The sun, having just reached the apex of its daily arc, was beaming down on the little forest clearing where Clint and Natasha had decided to have their wedding ceremony, bouncing off the nearby lake and scattering ripples of light over each and every available surface, was raising the temperature to a blistering level. It probably wouldn’t be so awful once you weren’t standing in direct sunlight, but for the moment you were just going to have to deal with it and pray that your carefully crafted makeup didn’t get too messed up as you finished decorating the venue. The wedding wasn’t for another two hours, and you preferred not to have anything go astray between now and then.

Once you and Wanda had finished your assigned task, the two of you opted to take a break and walk around the perimeter of the lake as opposed to rejoining the bridal party, lest the two of you be assigned another task to take care of in the brutal July heat. “So,” she began, eyeing you sideways. You pretended not to know what was coming as you lifted your skirts and carefully stepped over a particularly muddy puddle. “How have things been going?”

Perhaps if you played naive, Wanda would allow the subject to slide.

“Fine,” you answered, doing your best to play innocent. “Everything’s been fine. Work is nice, and my schedule’s not so horrible. I’ve been looking into getting a place in Brooklyn since it’s closer, so it would cut down on the commute time. Plus, I’ve just always loved the city.” Not to mention there was something, or rather someone, who lived in Brooklyn as well, and you’d do anything you could to chase that dream without actually having to chase it.

A raised brow from Wanda was all you needed to know that she hadn’t bought a word you had said. “Really? Moving to Brooklyn wouldn’t have anything to do with wanting to be closer to a certain someone, would it?”

“I have no idea who you’re talking about,” you mumbled, looking anywhere but at the face of your friend beside you. That was probably the biggest lie you’d told in a long time; you knew exactly who Wanda meant, but you weren’t willing to entertain the thought at the moment. Those thoughts definitely weren’t on your list of things you needed to stress over today.

“I don’t understand why the two of you don’t just date already,” Wanda pressed, expertly hopping over a fallen log and somehow managing to stick the landing in her heels. The two of you had almost come full circle, and were approaching the large house where the bridal party would no doubt be expecting your return. “You’ve flirted with each other nonstop for the past three years, and the two of you do practically everything together. You’d make the most adorable couple.”

“Bucky’s not really my type,” you told her, a familiar exasperation tinging your voice. You’d had this conversation with Wanda countless times, and it always yielded the same outcome. Yes you liked Bucky, and obviously you wouldn’t say no if he deigned to ask you out ever, and you were pretty sure he wouldn’t decline if you decided to ask him out, but there just seemed to be some unspoken rule between the two of you. Flirting was fair game, as were the touchy feely interactions the two of you seemed to delight in with one another. Still, despite all of that and all of the time spent in each other’s company, despite the laughter and the jokes the two of you shared, the timing never seemed to work out. You went on dates with guys, Bucky went on dates with girls, and the two of you would rant to the other about how horrible those dates always were. For some reason, though, it had never seriously occurred to either of you to take a chance and simply date each other.

It had occurred to Wanda, though, who appeared to lose five years off her life span each time you insisted that you and Bucky were just friends.

“Oh, bullshit,” she shot at you, shaking her head. She reached up to run a hand through her hair, then remembered the ornate arrangement of her curls, and thought better of it. “That boy is all you ever talk about, and Steve will back me up on that.” That was rich, coming from Wanda.

“Yeah, only because Steve likes you,” you shot back at her. “You don’t get to comment on mine and Bucky’s relationship when you and Steve are out here doing virtually the same thing.”

Wanda smirked, playfully nudging you on the arm. “The difference is that I can at least admit it.” Okay, so. Point taken then. “And speaking of the devil, would you look who decided to show up?”

Turning your head to peer over Wanda’s shoulder and discover what she was talking about, your heart dropped when you spotted three men across the clearing, each wearing an identical suit to the others. Steve was leading, his broad arms shouldering a load of boxes which appeared to contain china plates and saucers. Just behind him was Sam, a rack of glasses carefully balanced as he walked carefully to avoid dropping anything. Your attention, though, was reserved for the man at the back of the line, his hands preoccupied with bundles of expensive looking silverware. Subconsciously you managed to register that he was missing his suit jacket but still had a tie which was the same color as your dress looked around his throat, and his sleeves were rolled to his elbows, making your heart tap out a funny sort of rhythm.

Bucky Barnes looked as beautiful as ever, the complete and utter bastard.

The three men were undoubtedly on their way to setting up the tables where all of the guests would be seated during the wedding reception dinner. Coincidentally enough, those tables happened to be directly to the right of you and Wanda. You were pretty sure your heart was kicking into high gear, having to watch your three friends step closer and closer.

“Well damn!” Sam called as they neared, offering you and Wanda a wide, happy smile. “Looks like we’ve stumbled onto a couple of angels, guys!”

“Not looking too shabby yourself, Wilson,” you called back, letting yourself make eye contact with Steve as opposed to Bucky and hoping your cheeks weren’t too red. “You clean up nice, Captain.”

“Hey Y/n, been awhile! I’d hug you, but you know.” He raised his arms, the china plates clinking against one another in their box. Steve was right; it had been a while since you had last seen him, but he still looked the same, all height and broad shoulders. His blue eyes left you and focused on the girl at your side, and you couldn’t help the tiny smirk on your face, as your previous remark to Wanda echoed in your head. “Hey Wanda. You look, um, you look great.”

“Thank you, Steve, you do too.” She sounded calm and collected, and you sort of hated her for it. What you wouldn’t give to be that calm and collected around your super soldier. “Want some help getting that all put away? I think I can make it go a lot faster.” The perks of being able to move things around with her mind.

Before Steve could say anything, Sam went, “Oh, please do. God knows it’s gonna take us an hour if you don’t. You might as well take that silverware away from Bucky, god knows the man isn’t gonna be useful anymore.”

You didn’t see it happen because you were still doing everything in your power to avoid looking his way while you mustered up the courage to do it, but you could hear Bucky nudging Sam. “Very funny, wise guy.”

Nevertheless, Wanda grabbed the bundles of silverware from Bucky and offered him a knowing smile. “Don’t worry, I got it. Gives you and Y/n time to plan out whatever shenanigans you’re going to be getting up to on the dance floor this evening.” And just like that, the other three had moved away, laughing and joking and shoving one another, and you were left to stand with Bucky.

It wasn’t that you were avoiding him; Bucky was arguably your closest friend and favorite person to be around. Lately, though, whenever you were around him... your chest got tight. Not in a bad way, either. No, it was more out of excitement, or giddiness, and you sort of hated it because you knew what it meant for you, and that was complication. Your stupid feelings weren’t going to get you anywhere, especially when you were the person Bucky ranted to over the phone when his weekend dates went to shit. You were his friend, of course, so you were always happy to do it, but lately... lately your mind seemed to be begging you to be the weekend date instead of the one hearing about it.

“Nice to see you,” Bucky greeted you softly, moving in to kiss your cheek before pulling you to his chest in a tight hug. The urgency with which he did that made you smile to yourself. You’d just seen each other the Wednesday previous for the wedding rehearsal, but he was acting as though it had been weeks. He pulled away after a moment, but left a metal hand to linger at your bare shoulder. “‘S a nice dress, darlin’. That’s a great color on you.”

Truth be told, you knew he was right. The sweetheart neckline accentuated your curves and the mesh of the higher illusion neckline detailed a delicate floral pattern creeping up towards your throat, halting just before your collarbone. The blush tone of the pink gossamer enveloping your body gave your skin the same ethereal glow it had to Wanda, and your hair was ornamented with little rose gold hair pins which complemented your dress perfectly. You had silently thanked Natasha more than once for picking such a wonderful dress for her bridesmaids to wear.

“You’ve seen me in this dress before,” you pointed out, a hand sneaking up to your shoulder to rest atop the one Bucky had placed there. “I wore it at the rehearsal, remember?”

“Yeah, and you looked fucking rocking then, too,” Bucky replied in a very matter of fact tone. There was no point in even trying to pretend that you weren’t blushing brighter than ever. He withdrew his hand from your shoulder, and you found yourself missing the coolness of the metal against your skin. “How’s your morning been?”

“About the same as yours,” you told him, dropping your hand back to your side. “Only with a lot more primping. You’re lucky all you have to worry about is making sure your hair’s nice.”

“I smell good, don’t I?” he chuckled. In truth, he did, but you weren’t about to fuel his flirtatious fire by admitting that out loud. Even if you were tempted to press your face back into his chest and never let go. “You’re taller than normal.”

“It’s the heels, genius.”

You swore it was deliberate when he looked down at your feet, taking note of the strappy white shoes affixed to your ankles, then raked his eyes slowly up your body. “I like them,” he drawled out, a smirk playing at his lips. “They’re hot.”

“You think everything’s hot,” you shot back, rolling your eyes and turning to face the sun, reveling in the feeling of its rays beaming down upon your face.

“Only when it comes to you, doll.” You could feel his eyes trained on you, your skin tingling beneath his gaze, but you chose to ignore it. The butterflies in your chest were already strong as hell, and you didn’t need anything that would make them flutter harder. “What were you and Wanda talking about?”

Well, you couldn’t very well tell him, could you? Probably best to come up with an alternative.

“Just about how excited I am to walk down the aisle with you.” Oh, fuck. “Um, I mean, y’know... like, cause we’re partners? Walking partners. Because Clint and Nat matched us for walking, and I’m... just happy to see you?”

Bucky’s amused laughter seemed to come from deep within his chest, and you didn’t miss the small wink he threw your way. “You’re a little stressed this morning, aren’t you? I hope Nat’s not abusing you guys up in that bridal party room. Never pictured her as much of a bridezilla, but I gotta make sure my girl’s okay.”

“Your girl, huh?” you repeated, teasing and pretending like the words hadn’t sent a shock of lightning through your heart. “You getting sweet on me, Barnes?”

“You know what I mean, dork.” Unfortunately. “And I’ve always been sweet on you, just for the record.” His blue eyes managed to catch your gaze once again, and your skin was tingling as a result.

“Bucky!”

Both you and Bucky redirected your gaze to Steve standing beside Sam and Wanda, whose red magic was just beginning to dissipate back into the air. The table had been set in record time. “We have to get back to Clint! He needs help with the caterers.”

“Be right there!” Bucky called back. Turning back to you, he offered you a sweet, fond smile. “Don’t have too much fun, okay? At least, not without me. I’ll see you when we meet up for the ceremony.”

“See you,” you told him, offering a small wave. You watched as he went, and smiled at Wanda as she neared you, taking Bucky’s place at your side.

“Aren’t you just glowing,” she teased, wiggling a brow at you. It wasn’t like she could say much about, given that she had been openly flirting with Steve just moments before, and in Sam’s company no less. At least you had the decency to drool over Bucky in private.

“Whatever,” you laughed, giving her a playful shove. “Let’s get back to Nat, yeah? She’s probably losing her mind.”

With that you linked arms with your friend, and the two of you walked together towards your destination as you attempted to contain the feeling which was bubbling up in your chest. —

The ceremony, thankfully, had gone off without a hitch. You and Bucky had been the first pair of bridesmaids and groomsmen to walk down the aisle, and the other pairs had followed accordingly. Natasha had walked the aisle herself, looking radiant and regal in a long, creamy white gown, and Clint’s loving expression as he watched her near him had been enough to melt your heart to a puddle. Their vows were said, the kiss had taken place, and the first dance had commenced. Dinner had been eaten, and the evening began shifting into the reception part of the party, loud music filling the air and an open bar, which you were currently on your way to in an effort to drown your insecurities, was being serviced a little ways away from all of the couples in the dance floor, set up just to the right of the lake.

You had been okay during the ceremony, and while walking arm and arm with Bucky before parting ways at the altar. You had also been fine during dinner, when the two of you had sat at a table with Wanda, Steve, Sam, and some of the other members of the wedding party, your knee knocking against Bucky’s on more than one occasion. It wasn’t until Bucky had been approached by some beautiful, enchanting blonde wedding guest asking him for a dance and him accepting the offer that you were, for all intents and purposes, decidedly not fine.

They’d danced once, and you had fully expected Bucky to rejoin your side once the song had finished, but he’d stuck around and danced with the blonde once more. That had been repeated twice, and you hadn’t realized how intensely you’d been staring until Sam prodded your side.

“You okay, Y/n?” he asked, brow furrowed in light confusion. Wanda and Steve were also eyeing you with looks of concern etched onto their faces.

“Fine,” you mumbled, pushing your chair back from the table and standing. “Think I’m gonna go ahead and get a drink. I’ll be back in a few.”

And now here you were, standing at the bar and sipping on your second vodka soda, trying to push down the stupid and sudden onset of jealousy. Were you even allowed to be jealous? Bucky was your friend, sure, but that was technically all he was. You had no claim to him, you weren’t dating. You might have had a ridiculous crush on him that you refused to do anything about, but surely that didn’t constitute the hopeless turmoil raging around inside your mind and stomach.

“Why’s a pretty girl like you got such a long face?”

The voice broke you from your reverie and you blinked, tilting your head to the side to see a man you’d never met before standing beside you. He was tall, blonde, and moderately attractive, dark dress pants and a light blue button up shirt enveloping his body. Though he was nowhere near the stature of Steve or Bucky, you could see he was muscular enough, though more on the lean side. Normally you weren’t one to talk to strangers out of the blue, no matter how cute or friendly they seemed, but the alcohol in your system was inhibiting your thought process and you were already in a fairly mopey mood to begin with.

“No reason in particular,” you told him, shrugging a shoulder and taking another sip of your drink. “Guess I’m just missing someone.”

“That’s pretty particular,” he told you, an amused glint in his eye. “Someone stand you up?”

“In a way, I guess.”

“Dumb of them.” The stranger stepped closer, knocking back a drink of his own. Whiskey, if you weren’t mistaken. “You look way too good to be stood up, intentionally or not.”

You weren’t sure if it was his words that caused it or the alcohol you were drinking, but there was a flutter present in your tummy all of a sudden. It wasn’t anything like the one you got around Bucky, but it was a nice halfway replacement. Maybe entertaining the guy would get your mind off things for a bit.

Chatting told you everything you could learn in a five minute time span. His name was Preston, he was a cousin of Clint’s, he was a lawyer, and perhaps it was just the alcohol, but he was very funny. He hadn’t asked you too many questions about yourself, and for that you were thankful. It made things less awkward and complicated, and allowed you to pretend to be someone who was not hopelessly in love with her clueless best friend.

“You wanna dance?” Preston asked you; you’d downed another drink, and your chest was beginning to warm accordingly. “You seem like you’re really good at dancing.”

“You know what? I would love to.” He smiled and offered his arm, and you took it and were just about to allow him to lead you to the dance floor and away from the lake’s edge when your whole reason for being at the bar in the first place made a sudden appearance.

“Y/n, there you are,” Bucky sighed in relief, moving to take your hand. “Sam said you disappeared on the table fort five minutes ago.”

Had it been that long that your conversation with Preston had gone on? Really?

“‘M fine,” you hiccuped, blinking. Bucky’s face was oddly bright, and it sort of hurts to look at. “Was just gonna go dance with Preston.” Your new friend waved at your side, and Bucky looked at him with an odd gaze. It didn’t seem hostile, just sort of... you couldn’t think of the word.

“I think you’re a little too tipsy for that,” Bucky cautioned, removing your arm from Preston’s and bringing you into his side. Normally you’d have been happier for the contact, but at the moment it was more annoying than anything. “Why don’t you come sit down with me, yeah? You seem like you could use some food.”

“I wanna dance with Preston,” you told him, pushing him away. This was feeling strange all of the sudden; Bucky normally wasn’t like this. “You’re not my dad, Bucky.”

“Y/n, really, you shouldn’t—“

“She can do whatever she wants,” Preston interjected, standing up for you. Stupid of him; Bucky was fiercely protective of his friends. “Why don’t you leave her alone?”

Bucky’s eyes narrowed, and the look he was giving Preston wasn’t one you ever wanted aimed your way. Something in the back of your head said this was liable to get super out of hand, but you weren’t thinking straight enough to do anything about it. Maybe you were just the smallest bit tipsy. “I’m sorry, who are you? Mind your business and get lost.”

“I’m hanging out with her,” Preston slurred. “She said she wanted to dance, so that’s what we’re doing.”

“No you’re not,” Bucky said once again, gently urging you forward.

“Stop it,” you insisted, trying to plant your feet. This was so unfair; Bucky had at least a foot of height on you and he was sober. “I don’t wanna go anywhere with you. Why don’t you go back to hanging out with that blonde? I’m sure she’d love to see you again.”

Bucky rolled his eyes, sighing. “Is that what this is about? Seriously?”

“Oh my god,” Preston breathed, “he’s the guy that stood you up, huh?” Unaware of what was to come, you nodded you head in response.

That was all the provocation Preston needed before getting right up in Bucky’s face. He’d had just as many drinks as you and couldn’t technically be held accountable for his choices, but it was too late for that to matter now. He’d attempted to shove Bucky backwards with his body weight, but it hadn’t worked. He was now pressed up against Bucky’s chest, and Bucky was about to swing on the poor guy.

“Stop!” Reaching forward, you tried to separate the two of them before either could get a hit in. Unfortunately, you were positioned in such a way that Bucky pulling back his arm to aim a punch caught you square in the chest, throwing you backwards. That wouldn’t have been a problem if the three of you hadn’t been situated directly in front of the lake, which you were consequently sent careening into. The resounding splash filled your ears just before you were completely submerged in water.

   This was so fucking typical.

You tried to scream, but your mouth filled with water as soon as you opened it. Thankfully enough, the lake wasn’t necessarily deep, so you had no chance of dying from drowning while intoxicated. Now you were just pissed off more than anything else.

“Holy shit,” you heard Bucky yell. Too disoriented to place your surroundings and trying to wipe the water from your eyes, you heard another splash and felt strong arms lifting you to stand on your feet, urging you out of the lake. “I’m so sorry, are you okay?”

“Fucking, seriously Bucky? Are you kidding me?” You pulled back from his arms, tears of embarrassment brimming in your eyes. Your dress was completely soaked, clinging to your frame, and now So was Bucky because he’d jumped into the lake after you to help you up. Of course this happened to you; why were you even surprised? “Get away from me.”

The look on his face was one of unadulterated guilt. “Hey, I’m sorry, okay? I didn’t mean to—“

“That’s the problem!” you yelled, your tears spilling over and running down your already damp cheeks. You weren’t too sure where Preston had gone off to, but he had disappeared. He’d more than likely been scared off by Bucky and his ridiculous behavior. “You never mean to do anything! You never meant to be my friend, but you are! You never meant to be the one person I always wanna hang out with, but you are! You never meant to make me love you, but you did! And I sit there and let you bitch to me about all your awful dates, but not once did you ever think to consider why I was always willing to put up with all of it! God, I can’t believe...”

Bucky stopped suddenly, staring at you with an awed light in his eyes. Normally you’d have been glad to have him looking at you like that; right now it was just making everything worse. He was reaching forward to rest a hand on your shoulder, but you couldn’t let that happen. You were a bit of a pushover when it came to Bucky, and you were willing to forgive him almost anything, but you couldn’t let him shrug this one off, and not just because he had shoved you into a lake.

“Don’t touch me,” you cried, skirting around him and letting yourself openly cry. This whole situation was just awful, and you were at your wits end. Mercifully, it appeared that the scene hadn’t drawn the attention of many party guests, and for that you were grateful; you had enough on your plate to worry about without ruining Clint and Natasha’s wedding.

You ran to the grand log cabin set in the corner of the forest clearing, openly crying and doing your best to stick to the shadows. Anyone who saw you would probably think you were a distressed spirit; no doubt you looked frightening, with your soaked dress and your wailing. Rushing up the stairs and to the bridal party’s assigned room, you threw the door shut behind you before pressing your back to it and sliding down, an actual puddle forming around you as you held yourself and cried. Damn. Of all your moments in life, this had to be one of your lowest.

Crying by yourself over a guy who was clueless to how you felt about him, and who constantly relayed his relationship issues to you. How much more pathetic could you get?

A knock sounded against the door above you, and you knew who it was without having to guess. Bucky was never one to let you leave him while you were upset, regardless of the situation. Of course this one wouldn’t be any different.

“Y/n? Are you in there?” It was a rhetorical question, as he obviously knew you were, and his tone of voice made it apparent that he wasn’t planning to relocate any time soon. Maybe if you just waited him out he would leave you alone. “Y/n, please. Look, I’m sorry. I just want to make sure you’re okay.”

“I’m f-fine,” you sniffed, wiping your eyes. Damn your shaky voice. “You don’t have t-to worry.”

“Well I am,” he pressed. The image you had in your mind of the expression which must have been on his face was clear as day. “Would you please just open the door? Give me the chance to apologize to you in person? I promise, if you want me to leave after that I will, I just... I need to be able to let Wanda know you’re okay.”

Low blow, bringing in Wanda like that, and he had to know it. People worrying about you was something you hated, and you would do anything to make sure it didn’t happen. Even if it meant opening the door for someone you were currently upset with.

Standing up from your puddle, you opened the door but refused to look Bucky in the eye. Instead, you turned your back, gazing out the window across the room and watching all of the merriment taking place down at the reception, twinkling lights illuminating everyone with a happy, celebratory glow. What you wouldn’t give to be one of them, careless and without an emotional break down in front of the guy you’d been crushing on for years.

“Y/n,” Bucky softly murmured. In the window you could see his reflection, as well as the sorry and regretful expression he wore. He made no attempt to turn you around; he knew this was the best he was going to get from you. “I’m really sorry about how I acted out there. It was really... I had no right. I’m sorry.”

Nodding, you sniffed again. You were feeling exceedingly cold, and your damp state wasn’t helping the matter. “Thanks for the apology. Can you go now?”

A pause. Then, “That girl I was dancing with was asking me if it would be a good idea for her to ask Steve out.”

Out of pure shock, you turned around to face Bucky. He wasn’t looking much better than you were, his suit drenched with water and his hair, which had been so artfully styled earlier, wild and astray. Somehow, though, that didn’t change the fact that he was the most handsome man you had ever seen. It really wasn’t fair.

“What?” you asked, unsure if you had heard him correctly.

“She asked me to dance so that she could ask whether or not Steve was available, and if it would be a good idea for her to ask him out.” Was it wrong that that sentence had granted you some form of satisfaction? “Tried to explain to her that Steve is a little more than hung up on our good friend Wanda, but she wasn’t having any of it. Took me two more dances just to convince her it wasn’t a great idea.”

You narrowed your eyes, crossing your arms and ignoring the wet fabric which seemed to be constricting you. “Why... why are you telling me this?”

Bucky’s face softened, and he forgot himself for a moment, bringing his flesh hand up to cup your cheek; somehow, impossibly, he was warm as a hearth. “Because I want you to know that you were the one I would have rather been dancing with, you ridiculous girl.” Said with a fond little flutter of the eyelashes, too; not only had he managed to make half your anger dissipate with a simple explanation, but he had also made you feel breathless. “And if I’d had any idea that you felt the same way, I would’ve—“

“Wait, what?” Were you heating him right? If I’d had any idea you felt the same way. The same way about what? Wanting to dance with him? Or did he mean... but he couldn’t mean that, because he didn’t know. Except...

You never meant to make me love you, but you did.

You’d said that to him.

Fuck.

“I, um.” Okay. If he was saying what you thought he was saying, the safest option would be to make him admit it before you said anything too incriminating. “Sorry, what are you? What do you mean?”

You hated how disarming the look he was giving you was. Bucky all but had you pinned in place, just with his eyes, and could potentially do anything he wanted without a single complaint. Your heart was beating rapidly and you could hear it in your ears, feel it in your chest. Down at your sides your hands were shaking, but you were attributing that to how cold you were. God, you really needed to get into some dry clothing before you somehow managed to contract hypothermia.

Bucky’s fingers skimmed down your cheek and against your throat, sliding gently across your skin and tracing your collarbone before settling down onto your shoulder. “I mean,” he murmured, a smile which was both amused and fond forming, “that I feel the same way.”

“Same way about what?” Feigning innocence didn’t seem to be working out in your favor, but you would be damned if you were gonna let him make you say it again. Confessing first was the least he could do after the last fifteen minutes he had put you through.

“You told me you loved me,” he murmured, using his other hand to tuck a damp strand of your hair behind your ear. His face seemed so close, suddenly; if you leaned forward just a hair, you’d be sure to make contact with his lips. Something deep within you ached for it. “Screamed it at me, actually. You’re real passionate when you’re angry, by the way. It’s hot.”

“You think everything is hot,” you breathed. Both your hands seemed to be moving up of their own accord, finding their way up and onto his chest. Was this actually happening, or was this some kind of alcohol induced fever dream?

“Only when it comes to you, doll,” he chuckled, echoing the conversation the two of you had earlier. “And just for the record... if I had known you felt the same way I did, you would’ve been the only girl I danced with all night. Just so pricks like that guy Pearson or whatever the fuck his name was could’ve watched while I showed you off.”

You couldn’t help the laugh that escaped you, nor could you stop yourself from surging forward and locking your lips with Bucky’s. He tasted sweeter than you had imagined, but his lips were just as soft as you had thought. Your arms had snaked their way up to wrap around his neck, pulling him closer as he smiled onto the kiss and deepened it; your senses were screaming. You couldn’t seem to get him close enough to you, which was saying something, considering your hips and torso were flush against his. His tongue teased your bottom lip and you could practically feel the satisfaction he felt upon hearing your resulting moan.

This was heady, and good, and just so naturally right. All the times you had imagined this, all of the nights you had pined after him and forced Wanda to listen to your sorrows and cried your tears of envy, you hadn’t ever thought it would feel so... perfect. That’s what this was; your heart was flying, your mind was racing, and this moment was so absolutely perfect.

“You didn’t let me say it,” Bucky whispered, offering you a moment to catch your breath by leaning his forehead against yours. “You’re always cutting me off.”

Rolling your eyes, you rested your hand over the one he was using to cup your cheek, meeting his gaze. “So say it,” you murmured, absently kissing the side of his palm. “I wanna hear you say it.”

A pause.

Then, without even a moment’s hesitation, “I love you, sweet girl. More than you could possibly imagine.”

This was real. You had to keep reminding yourself because it was something which had taken place so many times in your dreams. This was real.

“I love you too,” you breathed, head spinning in wonder. And then, just because you had enough sense to be able to tease, “I’m still mad you pushed me into a fucking lake, but I guess not everyone’s perfect.”

“I am sorry about that. Speaking of, why don’t we get you out of that dress?”

“Bucky,” you gasped, laughing in shock and shaking your head. Brash as ever, the love of your life was. That was something you liked best about him.

Understanding dawned on his face moments after, and he chuckled briefly before waggling a brow at you. “I was talking about finding you and I some dry clothes, but if you wanted—“

“Not here,” you interrupted, a blush rising to your cheeks.

“Okay,” he responded. “How about in the back room, then?” The devil may care grin he wore told you he was only half joking.

“Oh my god, not at Clint and Natasha’s wedding!”

“Why should they be the only ones getting lucky tonight?” He chuckled at his own joke then pulled back from you, but not before pressing a quick peck to your cheek. “Guess we don’t really have time. If I don’t get you dry and downstairs in the next twenty minutes, Wanda’s going to start a manhunt for me. She wasn’t too happy when she saw you run off all upset.”

“She’s a good friend like that,” you murmured, taking Bucky’s hand in yours. Wanda would be thrilled once she learned of what had come to pass. “But it’s beat to not keep her waiting. She tends to psych herself up over things.”

The smile he offered you was strange, but in a good way. It was the same one Bucky always gave you, but now you could see the love and adoration in it. Funny how that worked. “Let’s go find something dry for us to wear, yeah?”

You nodded your head, the reality of your situation and whose hand you were holding settling into your mind. “Yeah,” you murmured, radiating pure happiness. “Let’s do that.”

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Heartland 11x03 - Decision Time review

For the first time in awhile, I didn’t watch live. Thankfully, I have a good reason. HAPPY [belated] TURKEY DAY! Or, as most people know it, Canadian Thanksgiving.

To preface, this episode, many characters have… well, decisions to make as the title suggests; some more serious than others. They’re at a fork in the road and need to choose which way to go. 

GEORGIE

Dear Val; of course she has other priorities. She’s in school. And you know, kind of wants to graduate? But I don’t think that’s the other “priority” Val was concerned about; I think Val was talking about Extreme Team. To Val’s credit (and later Amy’s), I do see where she was coming from. Both equine sports take up a lot of time and dedication (no half measures- breaking bad reference anyone?) so doing both, combined with school; like Amy pointed out, eventually, something would eventually slip through the cracks. She could wear herself out and get hurt, her school work could neglect, she could find herself way too over worked. To Val’s detriment, the way she presented/explained this and essentially forced Georgie to choose, even if it was for the best of all parties, wasn’t quite so smooth and I don’t think it was until Amy finally told her the same thing in a nicer, more nurturing way that Georgie finally understood it. 

While I do understand why she sided with Val, or I guess Flame; and I do think that with Show Jumping you have the potential to go further/on a more international stage, I am a little sad that she is quitting Extreme Team. Extreme Team was always so exciting to watch since there are so many new tricks and they always look death defying. Plus, all last season Georgie worked so hard at it to get the headliner spot and to perfect her tricks; it really is a shame it’s all going to go to waste, so to say. Or maybe i’m just sad that she might have to give away Checkers or Trouble, because even though we know nothing really about Checkers especially, it is still kind of sad to give away any horse, as she might do next episode. 

Either way, I look forward to seeing what drama Val brings in the future and how Georgie does. In some way, her picking Show Jumping allows the show to let Georgie “grow” more story-wise. We saw her grow as a trick rider all season. Now we get to see Georgie struggle to compete in jumping as she gets back into it competitively (because she hasn’t been doing in awhile) and face new adversaries (like Val, new opponents, struggles etc.) which may not have been brought out if she chose Extreme Team since we already saw it play out last season. So I guess this is a really long winded way to say, I’m okay with this decision.

OLIVIA & ADAM

How awkward was Olivia calling Adam her boyfriend in front of Georgie? Also is it just me, or does Olivia and Adam just not mesh as a couple? They seem to have opposite personalities; and if Adam can’t be himself with Olivia/is different around Olivia then with others, then that isn’t good right? Oh well. This leads to Adam and Georgie agreeing to not be awkward around each other anymore; even though i’m not sure it’s something you can agree on. Isn’t that something that has to happen naturally? You can’t instantly not be awkward around each other… it takes time. 

Lastly, Olivia’s reaction at hearing that Georgie is quitting made me think that she secretly wanted the solo headliner spot.. but then why would she even give Georgie the option to do a double stunt? Why even offer it? I don’t think she hurt Georgie on purpose- she’s not that malicious but I do think she thought her quitting as a result of (a) her getting hurt and (b) Val issuing an ultimatum was just a nice bonus. To Adam’s credit, Adam didn’t seem to agree with Olivia’s reaction, even if he didn’t say anything. 

I still say they’re an awkward couple. A little mismatched. But, I guess we again, don’t know much about their dynamics as a couple. So, meh.

JADE

Here’s a prediction: Avery and Jade will be friends by the end of the season. Or at the very least, competitors who respect and have no animosity towards each other. After all, they are the only girls we’ve seen so far in this rodeo school, who show any promise.

My first thoughts on Avery was that she didn’t ask for it. She didn’t ask to be called out by her brother to show off her skills. She was perfectly content watching, as she was doing. She even seemed nice, trying to befriend Jade and trying to provide feedback from her experiences as a girl bulldogger, saying she can’t just bulldog the way the guys do- which is true. 

Jade isn’t receptive at first and even shrugs her off, due to her thinking Avery was just there to show off. Now, I don’t blame Jade for thinking this, as this was my first thought about Avery from the first look- look at this girl who wants to show off and even looks a little smug. A girl who just happens to be watching and happens to be good? Seems pretty coincidental. We are quickly proven this wrong as we see the kind of person she is (mentioned above), someone who genuinely loves the rodeo and likes to compete, while helping others. Jade seems to see the error of her ways after Avery tells her she only came because of Jade and tells Avery she wants her to stay, with her even asking Avery to be partners in team roping, and accepting that Avery being there made her better. I look forward to seeing where this relationship between the two of them goes.

CALEB & TIM

So it turns out that the students seem to respect him and trust his methods more than Tim since y’know that’s how he learned and he did amazing at the circuit last year (did we know this?). I think they seem to forget that Tim, way back when, also was a big thing. But recency bias is a real thing.

Predictably, Tim doesn’t like it. When he gives one-on-one lessons to Jade, when she says she isn’t ready for a real steer, Tim pushes her to use a real steer anyways, since I do think deep down he didn’t want to admit that Caleb may have been partly right in his methods. He even ends up hurting himself when he ends up trying to one up Caleb by demonstrating bulldogging instead of him, which turns out well for Caleb since he defends Tim and makes Tim question firing Caleb. Caleb is even working on recruiting more students! 

I’m glad Tim is coming around to working with Caleb because they both bring two different experiences, past and present to teaching and one can only gain by hearing both sides. Plus, even though Tim doesn’t really like Caleb’s methods all the time, and Caleb can’t really draw (and should probably stick to writing or verbalizing out his ideas), I do think they can make a good team. For example, if Caleb takes the newer students to work with the dummy to practise and then Tim takes the more experiences on the real steer. 

AMY & TY / CASS & CALEB

They finally leave the house with Lyndy! And boy is she adorable. Every time they do a closeup on her face, stretching her legs or doing anything, I’m jelly. I love babies, especially when they’re happy and playful. 

Cass and Caleb apparently had the same idea as me and when they see Amy and Ty at Maggie’s with Lyndy, they fawn over Lyndy and basically ignore Amy and Ty. They even make Amy and Ty move over so they can be closer to Lyndy. What good god parents! 

“But be honest, it’s really her you want to see” - Amy

It was so cute to see Amy reading to Lyndy to put her to bed and then Ty and her’s moment in the kitchen where they tell each other they love each other and how everything is going so well. So. Basically things are going to go downhill, because that’s basically jinxing yourself, no?

True to form, poor Lyndy get’s sick that night. In a panic, Ty consults the world wide web- and finds out Lyndy only has 7 minutes to live. Joking. But he does find out that she could die… which I guess could be true of any illness- to be fair. On top of that they get no sleep because they spend the night in the ER and Lyndy is teething! Mental note to anyone: do not self diagnose via google. 

After Cass and Caleb come over with take out to see their super cute god daughter, only for Cass to be thrown up on, Cass and Caleb decide that they are going to wait to start a family, which is all good; they do have a dog now! I am also a firm believer that it is better to wait and be 100% sure you want a kid than have a baby just because its the “next step”.  I only wish we got to see this said discussion between Cass and Caleb about the choice to start a family/not start a family, instead of hearing about it. But again, I wasn’t really expecting to see it. 

Lastly, how cute was Lyndy near the end when the three of them were in the loft as a family and she had her first laugh?! I love these Tamy family moments. Plus I love the Tamy/Cassaleb… Casleb? Calandra? friendship.

Okay. So i’m still working on the Cass/Caleb ship name. They both start with Ca… soo ideas anyone?

MITCH

Mitch, like everyone else and half of tumblr, is not convinced his new job is indeed great, as it seems. Jack doesn’t seem convinced, Tim isn’t buying it… Mitch isn’t buying it. Maybe his new employers are buying it?

Jack asks him to dinner at the ranch because well, he hasn’t been there in awhile. Sure. Jack clearly has something up his sleeve, but what is it? (Well from the promos we know he’s going to bring back Mitch in some capacity, so I guess the suspense is more what is Jack gonna offer?) Either way, i’m all for it. more Mitch. With a beard please. 

Anyways, Mitch only agrees to come to dinner when he hears Lou is still in NYC. Yep. Still. Although I digress, that it’s probably only been a week in Heartland time. Again, not the point, but also kind of the point. It makes me wonder what Lou will think when she comes back and sees Mitch has re-integrated himself into the family since she’s been gone. 

After dinner, Jack can tell Mitch isn’t so fond of city life and asks Mitch to work with him (because working for him would be a step back)/be his partner in the cattle business, and might I add without Tim’s input. Then again, Tim is so busy with his rodeo school, Jack has often been left on his own so I don’t blame him. 

Welcome back Mitch! Please don’t just get back with Lou when she gets back just because. I’d also like to hear more about Mitch’s new job and exactly what is so wrong with it (if it is indeed not just because it’s the city. There has to be other factors). 

STRAY ENDS/RIDICULOUSLY CUTE MOMENTS

- Amy can still trick ride! It’s so nice to see that Amy still has her ability to magically be good at any equine sport.

- Lyndy’s smile when Val arrived at the ranch… or anytime there was a close up of Lyndy laughing, smiling, holding her legs. Ugh. I just want to eat her up.

- Jack holding the tiny calf in the saddle while riding the horse

- A really nice final scene with everybody at the table eating together, for once, as a nice nod to Thanksgiving since it is actual Thanksgiving in real life. Lyndy really was born into a loving family, even if they don’t all show it.

GENERAL THOUGHTS OF THE SEASON

Despite the total lack of Lou, honestly, this season has already been so much better than last season. We have no indication of Ty leaving (at least to Mongolia), Amy and Ty are parenting together, heck; Amy and Ty are together. Georgie is dealing with non-boy problems, a nice change of pace, especially since she dealt with her past plus I’m expecting (and hoping) more Lisa than last season. 

I love that we already have character development from all characters in some way and that we are learning new things about recurring characters, ilke Lisa. The new characters don’t even seem that bad. Avery, as a “foe” to Jade competitively, Charles who gave depth to Georgie’s past and heightened her relationship with Peter and Lyndy (who seems like the exception since she was kind of in all last season already) is adorable as heck. So let’s hope they keep this up- with more Lisa, Lou, Peter, Cass, Caleb and Scott please. 

I’m going to end this with some (two) really really cute pics of baby Lyndy that I thought was adorable, among others.

SONGS IN THIS EPISODE [@heartlandians]

Sweet Enola - Written by Christopher Rider, Performed by Cree Rider

Right Here, Right Now - Written by Christopher Rider, Performed by Cree Rider

Take me Home - Written by Maureen Ennis, Performed by the Ennis Sisters

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WE DO knot ALWAYS LOVE YOU Part 12 full translation

Marriage Registration

4

pages 129-137

6th Division Barracks - Lieutenant's room.

After they finished submitting their documents to the Higher Order Spirit Rank Administration Bureau earlier than expected, they had quite some time left until the Noble Assembly reception counter was opened which they had to visit next, Renji who was accompanied by Rukia, came to pack things up at his private quarters.

"You haven't tidied up at all!?"

As soon as she opened the (fusuma) sliding screen, Rukia was dumbfounded​ by the disastrous scene before her.

Surrounding the futon that was laid out at the centre of the room, clothes, books, a soccer ball to muscle training goods, every possible item was scattered about in utter chaos.

"It’s because I was occupied one way or another It couldn't be helped you know!? There's a box over there, so you can gradually pack everything in however you want"

"It's okay to do it however we want? But shouldn't we consider sorting it out……"

"Nah, right now speed is essential! We'll sort everything out at our new home!"

Whilst wondering whether or not that would be the reality, Rukia began packing things up off of the floor and into the box.

Officially seated members who are 9th seat or above, are given private rooms within the squad barracks. Most people go to sleep and wake up there, however people wishing to live outside the squad barracks are given a class of housing appropriate to their station. No more than one room of a housing complex is rented out to those up to 3rd seat, but when it comes to captains and vice captains, they are provided with detached housing large enough to be called 'mansions'.

Until now, Renji was living at the squad barracks, Rukia at the Kuchiki mansion, after the establishment of their marriage they will both utilise that system and move into a mansion together built in the central first sector.

"This looks okay! I'll tidy up bit by bit later myself. Thanks, Rukia!"

"This is……enough? ……alright"

To Rukia, the place still seemed like it was cluttered, but she convinced herself it's good enough if the person himself says it's okay.

"There's still a little time. Drink some tea or……"

Breaking Renji off mid-sentence, "Renji san!", the third seat of the 6th division, Yuki Rickichi came running down the hallway whilst waving his hands.

"That's good! Made it in time!"

"What is it Rickichi? What do you want with me?"

"Well both of you rather than just Renji san. And not me but my younger brother"

"Me also?"

"Younger brother?"

"Younger brother, I'll call him", the pair turned their heads as he left them on that spot, Rickichi continued to run through the hallway. Not even a minute had passed and Rickichi had returned accompanied by the 13th division's Yuki Ryūnosuke.

"You…… you're Yuki Ryūnosuke!? Aren't you stationed on duty!?"

"Heh! I apologise! Shino san should be undertaking those duties sufficiently, so please pardon my intrusion~~!!"

Ryūnosuke said, energetically dashing to kneel down on the ground before them.

"Urahara san wants to convey to the vice captain that you should feel more at ease than usual because Tsukabishi Tessai san will join in aiding Shino san……"

Madarame Shino is Ryūnosuke's companion, they are a two person set-up stationed on duty in Karakura Town.

"That being the case there is no need to worry……"

"Do you know each other?"

"I am a soldier of the 13th division. I am tasked with an on-going mission in Karakura town"

"And he's my brother! It seems this guy has a package for the two of you from Urahara Kisuke san."

Prompted by Rikichi, Ryūnosuke removed something wrapped in a (furoshiki) cloth that he was carrying on his back, he held out a box that was inside it to the pair.

"For some reason, I'm afraid to open it……"

Renji who accepted the case, placed his hand over the the lid.

"Yeah……because it's a gift from that guy……"

Rukia who appeared as if she was being hidden by Renji's body, watched intently as his hand worked to open the box.

Just before the box was completely opened, a puff of white smoke appeared from inside, Urahara's voice began to play out, "Hell~o~! It's been awhile since I last contacted you~!"

"Whaaa!?"

"Huuuuh!?

Regardless of the fact that Renji had thrown down the box in shock, the voice continued to stream out. Ryūnosuke crouched down appearing to be protecting his head with both arms, Rikichi, unable to remain standing due to the surprise, fell on his backside.

"Kuchiki san, Abarai san, congratulations on your marriage!”

Sounds of a fanfare reverberated in addition to his voice.

"Did you tell him about it?" Renji inquired, Rukia shook her head from side to side.

"It's the second day off duty together for you both, so that must mean today, to start with, you should have gone to the High Spirit Bureau, after experiencing the trauma of the waiting time at the Personnel Bureau, the two of you set out from early morning, however you unexpectedly finished early, since there is time until the next public office is opened, this time you should be returning to the 6th division's barracks to tidy up the lieutenant's room, seeing as Abarai san is well acquainted with Yuki Rikichi san, I thought I'd get Rikichi san's younger brother Ryūnosuke san to go there~"

"You're practically a psychic aren't you!!"

Renji yelled whilst sweating. Of course, Urahara couldn't respond because it was a recording.

"Because I am indebted to you both, I have also prepared a special gift for you from Urahara Shop!"

In an instant the white smoke cleared away and its contents became exposed.

"Tenikui* (*lit. transfer posts) Warp Assistor~!!"

Inside, there were red pegs and blue pegs, eight of each no bigger than one's palm, and fitted into the space that was empty, there was a silver coloured plate with 'Tenikui Warp Assistor' carved onto it.

"Those pegs were made using the technology of the Tenkai Kecchu*, with this you are able to transfer items instantly between two points when you enclose something with four of these pegs of the same colour! I have sent two sets for the two of you who will be living together outside of the barracks after this, so now you are able to move things between your house and respective barracks in an instant!"

(*Tenkai Kecchu - think back to the fake Karakura Town arc, it's the device Urahara created to swap out the real KT with the fake i.e. those four giant pillars)

"Teleportation!? That's insanely convenient isn't it!!"

"It's certainly convenient but……"

Rukia feeling precautious, thought it was too good to be true.

"I've made similar things in the past but, the captain commander scolded me saying 'What if our enemies manage to use that to crowd us and attack!'……well for that reason please use this secretly~"

"It's for that reason he shouldn't spread such a thing……"

"Well, but still……! It's okay if we use it secretly……"

"We can't possibly use something Genryuusai dono said no to can we!?"

"Incidentally, Kurotsuchi san has used and installed something similar to this throughout the Seireitei~"

"See I told you so!"

"What do you mean 'I told you so'! Captain Kurotsuchi can go as far as using experimental things like this because he's in a position where he's expected to develop technology……”

"Which reminds me, the Shinigami Women's Association also used a warp device installed by Nemu san when going to their hideout."

"……huh?"

"But……!"

"And then, Omaeda san also paid Kurotsuchi san a great deal of money, making it possible for him to warp between his home and his squad barracks"

"Alright, let's use it! This device is already being widely used!"

When Rukia declared as such, with a *woosh* Renji posed victoriously.

"……I think by this point Kuchiki San would have also given in, so the explanation of the product is now over!"

Knowing her thoughts were being read perfectly, she let out a groan in annoyance.

"Well then, Kuchiki san, Abarai san, I wish you everlasting happiness! ……please talk to me if you have any worries. I can offer advice, whatever I am able to do"

"We should have nothing to fear if we could get advice from the founder and former director of the Department of Research and Development! Should we?"

"Ah……really……"

How many times has this person helped them? No matter how desperate the situation was, he always devised countermeasures, and managed to show them the path forward.

Rukia's heart overflowed with gratitude.

"Furthermore please note, this voice recording will not automatically terminate, as long as the box stays open it will loop repeatedly……Hell~o~! It's been awhile since I last contacted yo-"

Rukia quickly closed the box. Renji silently took it, without pause he tied the lid with a spare hair cord so that it would not open.

"……I get the impression that Urahara san is ‘that sort of person’ huh……"

Rikichi muttered with regret. For the soldiers who have never actually encountered Urahara, their knowledge of his remarkable feats comes from 'Seireitei Communication', and there are many people who see him as a hero. Rikichi was also one of those people.

"I was also inspired by him, until I actually met him……"

Hinting at the implication that he isn’t inspired by Urahara anymore, Ryūnosuke sighed. As for, Rukia it was easy to imagine the possibility of him being put through various practical jokes by Urahara whilst he was stationed on duty.

"There is no other person who is as reliable as him when it came to times of war……"

"If Urahara san isn't being revered by this guy, then that must mean there is peace in the Human World too, am I right? It's a good thing, don't you think?"

Renji said with a laugh.

"That’s true……" Rukia said with a soft expression whilst nodding in agreement.

End.

[runawayforthesummer]

it’s been awhile since i’ve seen the whole of this posted

WHEN I was a child of twelve or thirteen, I spent the winter in Washington, and had the good fortune to know Mrs. Alexander Hamilton, whom I remember to this day with vivid interest and love. It was probably pleasant for her to have a young person about her, and for days and often weeks at a time she and her widowed daughter would have me with them. General Winfield Scott lived in the house next Mrs. Hamilton's, and I became familiar with his soldierly figure, and remember how eagerly I watched for him on New Year's Day, when his six-feet-and-four was arrayed in all the glory of full uniform for the President's reception. I had my own idea of the God of War, but not Mars himself could have filled it more gorgeously than the general as he crossed the broad sidewalk in a dazzle of gold and color, with waving plume and clanking sword. But there was no prancing war-horse, and I had a miserable sense of flatness when all that splendor was swallowed up in a rusty hack and jolted away in the most commonplace manner.

Mrs. Hamilton's favorite room in her house, which was on H Street, near the site of the Presbyterian church, was the front room of the English basement, the dining room being back of it. There, by the window, in her own particular chair, she sat for hours, either looking out, or weaving mats on a small frame with pins along the sides. No longer able to read or even to knit, this work was a great resource to her who had always been full of activity. Precluded from any social exertion by her great age (she was then ninety-five), she often seemed pleased to turn to me for amusement. I would read to her, or sit near and sew my bits of work while she was in a talkative mood; or, in fine weather, I would walk with her. Leaning her right hand on a stout cane, and her left arm upon my arm, she would walk several blocks, generally to a florist's, for she was passionately fond of flowers; and always there was from her a cheerful little stream of talk, either of reminiscences, or of observations of nature, or of philosophical reverie, when everything else seemed to be forgotten. In stormy weather there were her mat-weaving and backgammon, of which she was very fond. I would have to tell her the number on the dice, because she could not see; but she would play for hours. I asked her once if she had always liked it. She replied: "Yes, always. When I was young, Mr. Franklin taught me to play. He visited my father's when I was a girl, and was very kind to me."

One of her reminiscences that made a deep impression on me was the story of a great gathering of the Indians of eastern New York at Saratoga, which was then only a log fort. All the chiefs and greatest warriors of the Six Nations had met in solemn council, row after row of fine specimens of manhood standing silently around an open space, where a bit of greensward gleamed in the sunshine. Although they were dressed in all the barbaric pomp of war-paint, there was peace on their faces as they stood awaiting the approach of a small group of whites, — one or two officers in full uniform, and a tall commanding man in the prime of life, leading by the hand a slim girl about thirteen, dressed in white, with uncovered head and half-curious, half frightened eyes. This man was General Philip Schuyler, whom the Indians honored as they did no other white man; and they had met to offer him a tribute of devotion. At a sign from the great chief their ranks parted to admit General Schuyler, who advanced into the open space, still leading his little daughter. There, with many ceremonies, the child was formally adopted by the Six Nations, the chiefs ending the sacred rites by laying their hands upon her head, and giving her an Indian name meaning "One-of-us." This incident as told by Mrs. Hamilton was the more impressive because she herself was the little maid thus adopted.

I recall one of her reminiscences of General Washington, because it gave me a new idea of him. She had been talking of men of bodily strength, and she observed that Washington was a very strong man. She then, told an incident that must have happened soon after her marriage, for she was at the time at headquarters with her husband. Washington was writing in his office, a room on the second floor of a farmhouse. The farmer's wife, who was washing clothes, suddenly discovered that the shed roof was on fire. She rushed screaming into the house, and Washington came bounding down the stairs, picked up one of the large washtubs full of suds, ran upstairs with it, got out on the roof, and emptied it on the blaze; then he ran for another tub, and still another, before he succeeded in putting out the fire.

After dinner, it was the custom for Mrs. Hamilton, if well enough, to spend an hour or so in the large parlors on the first floor, where every evening there were many visitors, friends and strangers. Generally she enjoyed their calls, taking part in the conversation and showing a lively interest in current affairs; but sometimes she was unable to make the exertion. She did not make calls herself, but once I remember she went to one of President Pierce's receptions. When it was known that the widow of Alexander Hamilton was present, she became the attraction of the evening; and the President, anxious to do her honor, left his place, offered his arm, and escorted her around the East Room.

Her dress, always black, of wool in the morning and of silk or satin in the evening, had been made after the same fashion for many years. She wore a plain full skirt, and a plain, rather short waist folded over (not under) a muslin kerchief. Around her neck was a broad, finely plaited ruffle fastened behind, and a small soft shawl was laid over her shoulders. Her face, with its fine features, was framed by a plain snowy cap edged with a finely plaited ruffle, and tied under the chin. Some of the fire of youth still shone in those dark eyes, as she sat and talked with her guests, or, when they had gone, she slowly walked about the large rooms, leaning on her cane, pausing at one old bit or another of furniture to tell me its history. These rooms were crowded with relics, — swords, books, china, pictures, and many other things whose history I would gladly recall. The side wall near the entrance door was almost covered with a large half-length portrait of Washington, who sat to Stuart for it, and gave it to Hamilton. Under a large handsome centre table in the front parlor was a great silver wine-cooler, also a gift from Washington. I remember nothing more distinctly than a sofa and chairs with spindle legs, upholstered in black broadcloth, embroidered in flowery wreaths by Mrs. Hamilton herself, and a marble bust of Hamilton standing on its pedestal in a draped corner. That bust I can never forget, for the old lady always paused before it in her tour of the rooms, and, leaning on her cane, gazed and gazed, as if she could never be satisfied.

She always called him Hamilton. One night, I remember, she seemed sad and absent-minded, and could not go to the parlor where there were visitors, but sat near the fire and played backgammon for a while; when the game was done, she leaned back in her chair a long time with closed eyes, as if lost to all around her. I never heard her complain, and I loved her with a reverent love that made me feel awed as the long silence was broken by the murmured words, "I am so tired, — it is so long. I want to see Hamilton." What thoughts must have come to her from the past! — for she had griefs and losses beyond the usual grievous lot of woman. It is told in history that her oldest son, Philip, fell in a duel before his father met a similar fate ; but it is unwritten history that the oldest daughter, a lovely young creature, was so shocked by her brother's cruel death that her reason fled forever. In a private asylum she lived to be an old woman.

When Mrs. Hamilton died, at the age of ninety-seven, although an interment in old Trinity churchyard in New York had been for years a forbidden thing, her last request was granted. Quietly, at night, that frail little form was laid to rest there by the side of her beloved and illustrious husband.

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[RF] On The Road

The radio is playing in the car as we cruise along the streets in this small city that I have spent most of my life in. My father is driving. I am seated besides him and looking out the window. I look at the people waiting at the bus station in the freezing winter weather. They move from one foot to another, shifting their weight in a kind of slow dance. Hands in their pockets. We pass some buses filled to the brim with souls. That bus is carrying life itself on its own, at the hands of another.

I don’t speak, neither does my dad. We just sit in silence and drive to the airport. As we get closer he tells me to call him when I’ll be back so that he can pick me up. As we arrive right in front of the airport, I thank him for the ride and get out. Open the rear door and take my luggage out. I tell him bye and go about my business. For once I feel a strange sense of relief. I am leaving this place even though for a few days. I just need to get out and I feel good about it. I walk inside the airport and head straight to the check in desk. A girl about my age I am guess, early twenties takes my passport and asks:

“Any more luggage?”

“That will be it, it’s a carry on.” I reply.

“Have a nice flight.” she says.

“Thank you. Bye.”

I take the ticket and make my way around the line of people that had formed in the meantime. I put the passport and ticket inside my jacket and I head outside to the smoking area. I have been smoking already for close to a year, mostly on and off. With a few days in between. Mostly when I am on the road. I join the people chit-chatting outside. I bought a new package for this occasion. I open the pack and struggle a bit to get the first cigarette out of the pack. I take the lighter I have found about a year ago on a plane. It’s been around for awhile. It’s blue and light. It does the job. It helps me light up my addiction. It serves a purpose. With both hands cupped around the cigarette I manage to light the cigarette. I take a puff and exhale. I am alone, very much so in that instance. I look at all those unfamiliar faces around me. It feels good to not be known, to be left on your own, to have that kind of freedom is beautiful.

Then a thought goes through my mind and alarms me. What if my father has not left, but is somewhere around. Perhaps I had forgotten something in the car so he parked it and went to look for me. Then I think he’d surely call if something like that should have happened. What if he just looks from a distance and catches a glimpse of me smoking. Like a kid I fear to be reprimanded in front of everyone else. How silly of me, and yet I often think how much I have censored of myself living under my parent’s roof. How much I have come to be controlled by the fear of what would they think if they saw me. Even though I was already an adult alright, an age where parents should have no more say in my life choices for it’s my life. And I often think of this bad habit I started — smoking. What for? Just another waste of money, a death sentence. Yes. Perhaps, I sometimes would like to give those that ask me the reason of me starting to smoke lays in the sadistic desire to advance my decay into the darkness.

I finished my cigarette and head back inside straight through security. One of the customs men asks me if I carry alcohol, cigarettes. I tell him just one pack for me. He nods and tells me to go on. I always find it funny the security part in airports. Taking all your belongings and putting them in that tray. Watch, phone, wallet, laptop, belt, liquids. Then you stand there and wait for the hand motion to give you the approval to walk through the gates of approval. I often just look at them and ask — “Can I?” They nod back and like those traffic policemen that orchestrate the cars, motioning towards them as if to say — come to me honey, come to me, right this way. You walk through that gate expecting something grandiose to happen. But there is no beeping so it’s all kind of anticlimactic. So you just stand there waiting to pick up your belongings and be on your way.

I have about one hour to kill before embarking. I take a sit and put my headphones on and listen to some music I have on my phone since who knows when. I haven’t updated that playlist in some time, but that’s alright. I look at some people as they pass me by. I check the parents with their infants in the strollers. Toddlers running around and parents chasing after them as if trying to catch a chicken that’s on the loose. All happening to the soundtrack of my choosing. I look at those little kids which are adorable and cute in a way. But which I also can never imagine having. That’s a big discussion in itself the topic of procreation I mean. I guess I just lack that innate desire to pass on my DNA. I find it pointless. A huge investment and at what expense as well.

Fast forward getting on the plane I take my seat and observe the chaos happening around me. People struggling to their seats, the blocked aisle. The stewardess from the middle of the cabin coming towards the back and raising her tone a bit. Motioning again for people to come through and to not block the aisle. The announcement made instructing to take our seats as soon as possible and to not block the aisle for the other boarding passengers. Then a mom with an infant takes the seat behind me. The kid is crying and is kicking my seat. In my mind I think of the three hours ahead that I have to endure. But it’s also late so I figure that kid is going to fall asleep shortly after take off. He does, my observations correct on that one. Once the seat belt sign is turned off I head to the lavatory and wash my hands and face. I get out and approach the stewardess with my order — 2 beers and Pringles chips. She is kind enough to serve me before the start of service.

I enjoy my beer in silence and think of nothing in particular. The girls pass with the service trolley and I check the behind of the one pushing it towards the middle of the cabin. She looks fine, firm as well. Her hips dancing from one side to another with each step she takes. We are close and we are also very far away from one another. I close my eyes for a moment. I can’t sleep on a plane. I shift in my chair then I stand up to loosen up a bit. For a moment I get back into my absurd rumination about the absurdity and pointlessness of life. I sketch a smile when I think of how each day has become so predictable. My life a faint touch of reality. How alienated and foreign existence seems and how abandoned I feel from it.

After we landed I head outside the airport towards the smoking area. I had booked a room in a hotel not faraway, but before making my way there I pause for a second. Take a cigarette out and join the others. I inhale and exhale, what a relief. How pleasant it feels. Being fully present in the moment, a meditation of sorts. I also find myself immersed in a new culture. Where nobody knows me and I know no one. I look at the girls with their Starbucks in one hand and a cigarette between their slender fingers. I watch them non-nonchalantly lifting the cigarette to their lips taking a drag. I check them out from my corner. After I am finished I lift the handle of my luggage and roll it behind me as I follow the sidewalk towards the hotel. There are some cars going by and my rolling baggage is filling the entire night with this obnoxious sound as it hits some gravel. But I don’t feel like lifting and carrying it. So I just continue making the noise. Dragging this screaming corpse behind me.

I arrive at the hotel. I tell the guy at the reception I have booked a room for the night. He asks me for the reservation number. I don’t have it with me. I show him my passport and ask — ”Will this do?”. He nods and checks me in. Then he writes the room number and hands me the key card. I take it and head towards the lifts. The room is at the end of the corridor. I walk straight and then make a left and then walk to the end.

I swipe the card and the door unlocks. I put my bag down and take the coat off. I turn on the TV and fill the kettle with some water. I make myself a cup of coffee and lay in bed. 8 hours left until my next flight. I browse the channels and I am in awe at the show that’s showing. Naked attraction’s the name. I can’t believe what I am seeing. Two women staring at the penises of 5 men which are lined up. Their bottom half only showing. I am literally watching these two women comparing the dick sizes of these men. Smaller, longer, thinner, thicker. The girl chooses the guy with a better looking dick. Sounds fun enough, welcome to the 21st century television. Then she undresses and shows her boobs and vagina. After they meet on a date and then some time they are interviewed regarding their dating experience. Big surprise — they have nothing in common and it was just a hook up, but nothing long term. I go in the shower and undress.

I look at myself in the mirror. Trying to see myself through the same lens. I look average. My body is alright. What I am packing is average. The abs I once had are a faint shadow at this point. I haven’t exercised in a long time, and yet I still look slim. I need to get a haircut. I push my hair up and make a silly face. I try on different smiles and think — so this is what others see when they look at me. The face I mean.

After I am done with the shower I go in bed and dim the lights. I put on the alarm clock and close my eyes. I muted the sound on the TV and leave it playing in the background. I think back of all the movements and flow of today. I feel bad about being so down and depressed most of the time. I try to picture myself living a normal life. Chasing that same normal life with a woman in it, a house, friends and travel. Instead I find myself mostly alone, sheltered from experiences that are happening out there. Scared of getting hurt, I lock the door behind me. Sometimes I lock it for good and I push people away. At this point it feels like all I know is how to just push people away. In another life perhaps if there is one, I’d be laying in this same bed with the woman I love. Unconditionally. Yet, this night I lay alone and drift to sleep in the hotel room number 263.

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260.

1. Do you like zombie movies? nooooo. never been into the whole zombie thing.

2. What’s the grossest/worst thing you’ve ever seen in a public restroom? man, anything and everything. shit, period blood, snot etc. i’ve seen it all. i hate public restrooms with a passion.

3. What’s the most wasteful thing you regularly do? probably surveys hahaha. i wish i got paid for this.

4. What’s the most difficult apology you’ve ever had to give? probably when my dad told me not to go on public chat rooms as a kid and i did anyway and he caught me. the people on it were terrible and definitely predators. stupid mirc.

5. What’s the worst relationship advice you’ve ever seen? not really advice, but i’ve heard a couple times of people making up excuses for domestic violence etc. it’s terrible.

6. Have you ever volunteered in a hospital? If not, would you ever want to? no. i don’t mind volunteering but i have no idea what i’d be able to contribute.

7. What was your worst Halloween costume? wednesday addams haha. yes it’s overdone but i liked my costume.

8. Who has/had the worst reputation in your graduating class? idk, high school was forever ago.

9. When was the first time you can remember feeling mature? no idea. don’t think i’ve ever had that thought lol.

10. Have you ever had a disappointing Christmas, or any disappointing holiday if you don’t celebrate Christmas? hmm not really. i love christmas.

11. Do you have any character band-aids in your house right now, or just plain ones? nope.

12. Have you ever had to give a pet away? no.

13. What’s the junkiest junk food you’ve ever eaten? chocolate covered oreo. so bad. or deep fried snickers etc.

14. Did you play pretend a lot as a child? Were there any recurring plots or themes? yeah i guess. we did the whole sailor moon, power rangers etc thing.

15. How do you feel about runny egg yolks? i hate them so much. i can eat egg yolk runny/uncooked.

16. Has a teacher ever tried to teach you something that was undeniably wrong? hmm not that i can recall.

17. If for some reason you had to give up one of your hobbies, which would you choose? not sure. i don’t even know what my hobbies are lol.

18. Have you ever hidden a relationship from your family? nope.

19. How much do you know about first aid? omg not much tbh. i should look up on it.

20. Which of your relatives do you know the least about? probably my eldest cousin. i’ve only met him once.

21. Have you ever meditated? If so, did it do anything for you? they used to make us meditate in school. never really affected me.

22. Have you ever given advice to someone who was much older than you? yes.

23. Have you ever used a view-master? yes, but i never owned one :(

24. Do you ever listen to talk radio or podcasts? If you do, what are some of your favorite shows? hmmm not really. i tried podcasts for awhile and they were entertaining, i just don’t have any favourites or follow any religiously.

25. When was the last time you got ice cream from a truck? forever ago. i can’t even remember.

26. Are any of your favorite bands broken up or on hiatus right now? meh. i hate band questions, never been a band person.

27. Do you know any sex workers? If so, how do they feel about their job? i don’t know any.

28. What’s the biggest art project you’ve ever attempted? How did it go? probably my final body of work in highschool. we used the entire year to do it. it was okay, i did well in the subject, forgot my actual marks though.

29. What kind of wild animals do you see most frequently where you live? birds.

30. Have you ever cooked anything other than s’mores over a fire? nope.

31. Are there any items in your house that you use for something other than its intended purpose? hmmm nah.

32. What do you hope the afterlife is like? no idea. i hope it’s peaceful. who knows what even happens.

33. What’s the worst behavior you’ve ever seen from a child? just the usual tantrums and defying their parents.

34. Have you ever planned an act of revenge? haha nah.

35. Do you and your parents share any of the same hobbies? facebook lol.

36. Do you think it’s more exciting or scary to get older? scary. i’m not ready.

37. How was the reception of the last wedding you attended? it was fun.

38. Do you have any physical photo albums? yes plenty. we probably stopped making them  10 years ago and store everything on our computers instead.

39. Would you feel comfortable working at a sex shop? nope. i’d have no knowledge on porn, toys etc.

40. Who was the worst friend you ever had? haha idk. no one’s been a terrible friend, there’s some that have been unreliable though.

41. What’s the biggest sacrifice you’ve ever made? idk.

42. Have you ever campaigned for a political candidate, or otherwise played an active roll in an election? no. i have very limited knowledge on the politics of my country. it’s pretty bad.

43. What’s the coolest hand-me-down you’ve ever gotten? What about the best one you’ve ever given? probably my gold necklace from my grandmother.

44. Do your parents and grandparents get along with each other? i have no grandparents anymore :(