#its so funny too cause they dont need to exaggerate for him to get into trouble but they do anyways

[ninja-knox-ur-sox-off]

Re-reading jttw after so many years is wild because my reading comprehension has improved so much. I didn't realize how many gods just straight up lied to the jade emperor and others about swk like bro those peach maiden gals fr said he beat the crap outta them when the mans never laid a hand on them-

[orphicrose]

I got bit by a spider a while ago and it made me come up with this request idea, imgiane Alastor x reader were they were already together and one day they come to him with a spider bite and then he aboustly looses it on Angel even tho the reader persists it wasn't him it was an actual spider and AL is like "doesn't matter! I'm not letting any spider harm you!" And Angel is like "HEY! IM A SPIDER DEMON NOT A SPIDER! AND I DONT BITE...unless ya want me too, and what are ya a spider racist?" And its a stupid argument but Alastor is still mad at Angel for a spider bite he didn't cause and Charlie and Vaggue have to break it up. 🤣

Tiny spider

This was really fun to write. Thank you so much for the suggestion

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Alastor was always your night in shining armour when it came to bugs. Hearing your squeals of terror from the room next door to him, he could always safely assume it was because of some sort of mutated beetle or spider. And he was right 90% of the time. He’d swiftly eliminate the threat, sometimes letting it outside. Sometimes calling over niffty to have her fun with it. This time, though, he was too late. It got you. Seeping into your skin with its sharp fangs before you had the chance to notice it was on you.

Flinging your hand about in sheer panic, you let out a cry for help. Alastor assuming someone had murdered you, materialising into the room next to you hearing his hands. Ready to smite someone with his black magic at any given moment.

You turned, showing him the tiny red mark at the end of your finger. He calmed down, posture adjusting itself. He took your hand in his, moving his monocle closer to his eye to get a better look at the microscopic mark the even tinier perpetrator had left on you.

“What happened my love? A paper cut?” He mindlessly questioned to the sobbing face in front of his.

“It got me…” you almost wept from the panic.

“What got you, my darling” his arms slithered around your waist to pull you into an embrace.

“A spider”

His pupils dilated at the sentence, his beloved was hurt and his instincts tell him to seek justice. Arms pushed you away and within the blink of an eye, was on a search for said spider. There is was, all of its arms waving about in front of him, golden teeth bared ready to attack its next victim.

“Yeah so, now I have to work all day to make up for it tomorrow” angels arms waved around, exaggerating his story to the cat behind the bar in front of him.

“Uh huh.” He responded nonchalantly , cleaning a glass in his hand with a mouldy cloth. His face slowly lifted to see the spiders face, but his eyes widened when he saw the enraged Alastor behind him. Thinking it was for him, but almost relieved when Alastor reached for Angels neck from behind.

Angie screeched in a mix of confusion and fear, managing to twist his flexible body around in the deers clench. Soon being thrown to the floor “What the fuck are ya doing there, Alastor?” His voice was nervous, backing away as he was planted below him.

“You bit my darling y/n. Spider” he walked slowly toward the spider, before he burst out laughing. Leaving the confused Alastor with a tilt in his neck. “You think this is funny?”

Angel struggled to form a word between breaths of air. “Let me guess. Y/n got bit by a spider and you’re automatically gunning for me?” He got up, hand on his knee to help him.

“That’s a bit discriminatory to us spiders, we don’t all have 8 legs yanno?” He dusted his blazer off and wiped away a tear from his eye. Alastor losing his temper the more he spoke. Someone needed to pay for the harm, he thought.

Within seconds hell broke loose. Charlie and Vaggie rushed to the lobby after hearing something break. To be met with glasses being throw at the wall, a black tentacle slapping husk around the face, angels golden tooth glaring as he shot anything that moved and a fire In Alastors eye that said “death to all”. It was mayhem.

Before they had a chance to react, another scream came from the living room. Stopping everyone from what they were doing… except for niffty. Niffty was still cleaning up after everyone like a mad man.

Rushing to the room next door, the group stopped in their tracks to find you hiding on the mantle piece above the fire place.

“My dear? What’s the matter?” Alastor spoke first, stepping into the room.

“SPIDER!! ITS BACK TO FINISH ME OFF!” You screamed, pointing at the tiny black spec on the floor.

“Oooohh…” everyone in the door way collectively hummed, realising the mistake.

“what have you got to say to me now,huh?”Angel poked his shoulder, the demon gritting his teeth as his head snapped back.

“There’s still time to kill you, Angel dearest!”

[foreverautumn89]

Do you guys know that Jonathan is a meth head in S4 AND a drunk? Cause I didn't.

It's funny that when Eddie and Steve do drugs, they're awesome and cool, but when Jonathan does drugs its a completely different story. And ppl say Jonathan did nothing but get stoned in S4 when he only smoked pot for the first two episodes of S4. Once he was left in charge of the kids he was NOT smoking it.

He is just a drunk loser??? When did he drink in S4 AT ALL? Did you guys see it in your version of ST? It wasn't in the show I watched.

Also it shows how little they know about Jonathan. Jonathan doesn't typically drink because he wants to be the opposite of Lonnie hes actually dedicated his life to being the opposite of his drunk abusive father. I get he drank at Murray's place but they were celebrating taking down Hawkins lab and just because he had a drink doesn't mean he was drinking that much either.

But he's a drunk now too? Really? See what I mean. Where do they get this sht from? That's not even a misunderstanding/a mis interpretation. They're just flat out lying.

And if hes a loser/didnt do anything in S4 than so is Steve and Eddie cause their accomplishments were the same as Jonathan's: Protect and save the kids/look after them+help save the world from Vecna. So I guess all of them are losers then right? Cause it wouldn't make sense to call Jonathan one when they all did the same stuff.

And now he's a meth head..... Another lie. Meth is not pot. And he literally only smoked pot for two episodes. But somehow to the fans he ''was useless and did nothing but smoked pot'' that season

In a video that was about how much screen time Jonathan got each season, they felt it was important to comment on his looks and how ugly he is.

For what seems to be the millionth time and no I'm not exaggerating, in a video that had nothing to do with his looks, someone felt the need to comment about his eye bags again an insult his looks. All of them have eye bags, especially the older teens. Steve has eye bags too but I don't see ppl constantly talking about it like they do with Jonathan. It's just Jonathan who gets insulted and its constantly mentioned.

And to be clear, no I'm not saying go insult Steve/Joe for his eye bags. Once again just pointing out how Steve has the same thing going on and they don't feel the need to insult him and constantly constantly bring it up, its just Jonathan they do it to. Also, Eddie has eye bags. But they dont say anything about him either. They're older actors. They're going to have eye bags. who cares? Lets not be ok with bashing someones looks like this all the time.

[icyberrydoesthat]

reasons why i think my parents pissed off a fairy before i was born (why i think im cursed)

cursed pieces of media always seem to find me

im not exaggerating when i say ive seen more than my fair share of fucked up stuff. it always seems to land on my cellular device or my piece of paper. ill be simply enjoying a show or consuming a book as one does and the most heinous thing will happen and ill be expected to just carry on. and now i do just that, i keep calm and carry on. more specifically theres one topic that seems to pop up a lot (tw!!) incest.....now now you may be thinking "what!? incest....id drop whatever it was and go reconnect with nature...weirdo" now now lets not jump to conclusions, 9/10 that movie/book/manga/whatever is actually really good (the other 1/10 lands you in therapy) and the incest or whatever never progresses the plot at all, but is a big enough plotwist to give me whiplash. and dont you worry, ive got an example. last year, i needed a book so i went to my schools library with a friend. about 10 mins of searching resulted in no book i felt inclined to read....until my friend gasps, a book in her hands..."Shadowhunters"?? i had never heard of it but apparently it was a big part of her childhood, something that soothed the gaping hole Twilight left...okay ill read i said. reading the first few chapters was great, i could practically smell an enemies to lovers and the big mystery of who and where mc's brother is was lingering in the back, my type of book i thought happily. little did i know....mc and ml were infact revealed to be siblings......i dropped my book. i had already thought it was weird that ml's adoptive brother had a crush on him but that gets crushed quick and now this...? now you may be thinking isnt it illegal or sum to promote incest..? and yes u are right, so you can imagine my deep sense of relief i felt when mc and ml were infact not related... because i didnt know how much more i could take of the ml yearning for his literal sister..(he was relentless...). but it doesnt stop there, for all you sickos out there, the author still managed to weasel some incest in. when the ml and mc are still believed to be siblings by them and everyone, another ml enters, this boy is perfect, maybe even a better fit for mc, girl is feeling it too. turns out this second guy is none other than.....her brother !! shocked you didnt it...(hes completely sick and knows the entire time....he wants his sister). but dont worry guys other than that, Shadowhunters is really good, character development? chefs kiss. i luv isabelle.

all my pens perish

im not exaggerating when i say i probably go through 6 pens a week, either they explode in my school blazer, completely new pens dry out in my pencil case, snap or most common cause, i lose them. i try pencil and the lead snaps in the middle so now matter how much i sharpen it, it will never be useful again. this is a cry for help, any stationary reccs??

i lose everything all the time

would you believe me if i said ive lost my keys a total of 5 times this year? well dont. because ive lost them 7 times and only 3 of the times have they been returned. im a regular at the keymaker.... how many of you can you say that??? i hope none, i wouldnt wish this on my worst enemy. i think this 'losing stuff' thing ties in rather nicely into my fish memory too, im pretty convinced ive got a rare amnesia that hasnt been discovered yet. its almost impossible, scratch that, it is impossible for me to remember everything for school the next day, ill always forget at least one thing. my friends will try referencing a supposedly funny/memorable thing that happened and ill just stare. theyll stare back and then do everything in their power to try to make me remember...nothing works.

my friends always have the same crushes as me

you may be thinking, well thats kind of normal for a group of girls that hang around eachother to have the same taste in people and i i thought so too, until it was such a regular thing i just stopped telling them about my crushes. i do have a story, start scene-its the end of a history lesson and im really happy, its been good lesson and i love history. im abit tired because its P5, the end of the day, for that reason, im lagging just a little, i leave my book usually at school because ive got two and my bag doesnt need any added weight . as im packing, a boy, a desk away from mine, walks over and takes my book to the cabinet, some thing he really did not need to do. and i don't know why but i guess im attracted to people being nice, even if it was just a decent human being doing just decent things... the next day, i realise i do want this boy, sadly. i had noticed him before, hes the kind of pretty that doesnt need to exist in a boy but if it does, he unfortunately becomes an object of envy. long lashes, blonde hair, droopy kinda eyes that make him look sleepy all the time. we had just never talked, seeing as we never had reason to. the next day, in a maths lesson, my friend says, "hey don't you think so and so is cute..." as shocked as i was, partly because this friend had been gushing about a different boy an hour ago and partly because it had happened again, i think i played the "really? maybe if i squint really hard he's meh" role really well....long story short, they're dating now....

now youve read my reasoning, there are more...but i just cant remember, i just know you see what i mean. my parents deffo pissed off some magical being and in return it cursed their firstborn daughter.

xoxo

A

ps: this is actually my second time re writing this because i accidentally deleted but the world just needed to know...ty for reading to the end <3

[closetdbisexual]

barry being autistic is just really funny to me its like a joke but also the idea of him being real rep is very special to me too i have talked about this a lot SORRY i like discussing it . i like saying things . barry as an undiagnosed adult makes perfect sense because obviously john sr. and fuches would not know or understand any of that and would not bother to really look into it further than "hes shy" -> "hes depressed" . and also him being genuinely really dumb when the mainstream Consumerized autistic character has to be exctremely smart and catty and quick-witted and sarcastic . they have to still function in society and still be extremely intelligent to make up for it and theyre obsessed with science and cars and whatever the fuck . <- i know there are characters who arent like this in media but i specifically am talking about the MainStream CONSUMERIZED form of quirky cute uwu autism thats gotten popular the past few years . the kind where all you have to do is be a bit awkward and be a bit obsessed with something . while barry is sincerely dumb and doesnt understand simple questions and doesnt comprehend relationships and is so gullible and so stupid and the only "skill" he has that "makes up for it" is the skill that also results in him being alienated and In fact is a trait we as the viewer dislike him for . barry being awkward and nervous and oblivious is a very specific part of his personality most noticeable in s1 but as time goes on and he starts to seem more "normal" it can still be viewed as masking via the scenes where his "mask" (version of himself he tried to build) cracks and hes just as awkward and weird and oblivious again . his behavior from tricky legacies to the wizard is one specific moment of that to me . functionally hes a "savant" in that hes extremely dumb with one specific skill/interest that hes exceptionally talented/knowledgeable about. though i dont know if id consider that FULLY because he isnt like. his special interest isnt guns lol but he does have lots of odd little fixations and traits and those fixations are also heavily linked to his PTSD and father issues/abandonment issues and his need for validation . well anyways barry being very messy and fucked up and flawed and his mental illnesses/disorders contributing to it and they create lots of real long-term problems in his life which , though exaggerated or shown in different metaphorical ways, can be very accurate to what real people w/ those illnesses/disorders and even real veterans and survivors of war and stuff go through . but even then we get direct proof that barrys awkwardness and shyness wasnt caused BY the war or by john sr. or fuches because he was already like that as a child. and also i just like to use him as an example of how things can be canon by being inferrable and implied in the text without having to be directly stated . you make a character who is extremely awkward, terrible at relationships, cannot understand tone, rhetorical questions, or metaphors, who is extremely gullible to the point it gets him into serious trouble SEVERAL times , and who is finally again i keep bringing up the rain man comparison AGAIN he is compared to raymond from rain man, possibly the most well-known autistic character (and movie related to that) in america i would think . so like . at that point its canon without them having to explicitly state it at all . what was the point of this. oh barry is just good representation of a severely mentally ill person and a good commentary of how society and organizations can fail mentally ill people . and sally also i would like to talk about sally one day but i need to rewatch early s4 for that probably .... . i am very mentally ill and i like talking about how it can be shown in media (thumbs up emoji) . i dont know if any of these words form a coherent sentence

[zalrb]

Elena laughed nervously. "No, I'm serious,” she said. “Um, really ... what ... what's something that you've always wanted us to do?" 

"Sex tape." 

Elena raised her eyebrows. "You were really quick with that answer."

Damon shrugged. “I’ve thought about it a lot. Watching you? Watching us? Getting hard just thinking about it.”  

this is the douchiest thing ive ever heard. which is funny cause i dont think sex tapes are inherently douchey. its just the fact that its damons FIRST suggestion. thats ODD. and reminds me of a certain someone...

He didn’t ask twice but instead kissed her hard on the mouth. Elena wiped away the saliva.

immaculate shade.

“Got the playlist queued up and everything.”

Z A L

"So now she was here. Drinking her fourth glass of wine. The music started. “Closer”, Nine Inch Nails. Elena watched Damon walk -- or was that a prowl? -- into the room in a shirt and black jeans, swaying his hips and doing body rolls. She put her hand over her mouth and bit down on her finger to stifle her laughter and from the way his movements became more and more exaggerated, it looked as though Damon took her gesture to mean something else. For which she was grateful."

so basically a serious version of this? 😂

"She kissed him again, trying to give all of herself over, to find the abandon she had the summer they stayed in the bedroom for hours on end but even that summer, she hadn’t been truly lost in him. She’d thought about Stefan the entire time, what he was doing, if she should call him, she’d hadn’t been able to shake the feeling that something had happened to him."

He reached between her and then stopped kissing at her, his eyebrows furrowed. “You’re not…?”

"She needed to find her inner Meg Ryan and give a performance of a lifetime. The sex couldn’t have always been like this, it had been good, great -- their first time, their second time too, it had felt like some kind of seismic shift, like she was experiencing all of these new sensations that were richer and deeper and more intense. Where did that go?"  

LOL. wbk this is precisely what wouldve happened in canon as well if the writers had considered that her heightened senses and emotions would wear off eventually

"Elena looked down at the top of Damon’s head and felt no inspiration. Her eyes wandered the room and she caught herself in the phone’s camera and at seeing how awkward they looked, averted her eyes until they fixed on the closet where she’d shoved the blanket. She shook her head, trying to look away, trying to focus on something else but her eyes always went back to the blue and brown plaid, to the stories it could tell. Like the swimming hole."

i see where this is going

“I never said it was a ‘she’.”

Elena raised her head up to look at him. “You and Klaus had a lot of late night rendezvous did you?”

KLEFAN REFERENCE

"She rid him of his jeans and then held the waistband of his boxers, relishing the ripple of his stomach as he took a sharp intake of air. She raised her head to see him already looking down at her, a hint of carnal desperation in his eyes that burned with anticipation. That alone made her lightheaded. She swallowed hard. What he could do with one look. 

Elena was now slick with remembered want, she arched off the bed and then she saw Damon look up at her triumphantly before moving across her body again. She kept her eyes on the blanket to sustain the memory, and as she held onto Damon to contain his flailing limbs, she conjured the delicious rhythm of Stefan’s movements, the precision and restraint that eventually came apart beneath her or above her when he could no longer hold himself back.

“Yes.” It was Damon’s voice. A distraction. “You like that? You like that?” He kept asking.

Swaying atop Damon, she raced toward the building inside of her as she remembered the way she eagerly went about making Stefan finish. When his breathing was hard and his body was tight and strained and needy for a release only she could give him. 

She was almost there, just about there, about to ---

And then Damon cried out before she had the chance to reach her destination. She mimicked him then lay next to him, sweaty and panting and guilty."

“You’ve never fucked me like that,” said Damon, laughing. He turned over to kiss her shoulder and chest but Elena stayed looking up at the ceiling. 

“What were you thinking about? Hmm? Elena?” He tapped her. She finally looked at him. “What were you thinking about?” he said again.  

Elena pressed her lips together.

“Salvatore prowess,” she said finally. “What else?”

I. AM. DEAD.

WELL SHE DIDN'T LIE. IT WAS THE TRUTH.

[constellaj]

16

Please talk more about your reboot!

16: If you could change anything in the show, what would you change?

okay so how i would re-do CANON is completely different from how i would talk abt a reboot so im gonna touch on a couple things in both contexts! the reason for the difference is canon rewrites imply i can go back in time and introduce dp fresh and new, before anyone knows what it is; but for a reboot, id be working with an audience that has a better understanding of the source material, so i dont need to spend as much time explaining, but i also need to keep everything recognizable

Valerie

REWRITE: i would def make it more danny's fault that her dad lost his job, like danny was intentionally being reckless and shattered some security stuff, and he has a whole mini lesson about learning to not just run in guns blazing. i would probably remove the dating stuff with her and danny (and tuckers crush) too, I think them wanting to be good friends is good enough for freshman year

REBOOT: the fandom already knows valerie exists, so i would actually skip the whole shades-of-gray introductory episode and have her be present as the huntress from day 1-- probably even before danny got his powers. cujo is also HER dog, and her backstory-- we'd find out in like, season 1, that a natural ghost portal (maybe one wulf opened) ripped open on her dog and killed him, and since then shes had a vendetta against ghosts cause of how reckless they are and their disregard for life-- of course, cujo isnt actually dead. cujo is a halfa. a puby halfa. anyway instead of a hoverboard she actually rides cujo around cause he can fly and its big and epic. valerie has BEEN amity parks ghost-eradicating superhero for at least a year (tho shes been in the shadows abt it) and her hatred towards danny actually just becomes really petty, like them flying next to each other chasing skulker just going "I got this. no I got this. no I got this" and they just get in each others' way and its a mutual grudge.

BOTH: i am NOT keeping in vlad giving her the suit to watch danny under any circumstances. it was only utilized half assedly in canon (when vlad couldve just had an invisible duplicate watching him instead) anyway, and I dont have any reason to keep it in a reboot either. instead i want her tech to be a combination of half-stolen and half-gerryrigged stuff and she slowly slowly learns how to build her own.

I also dont want anyone knowing her secret identity, except maybe her dad, and sam or tucker. i think it works better if danny isnt privy to this magic info

Freakshow

REWRITE: i would honestly just remove him. the episodes hes in arent particularly interesting, theyre just generic "we need a plot about x" filler and he's not compelling enough a character (at least in writing) to carry a better plot that another antagonist couldnt. i'm serious

REBOOT: unfortunately in a reboot he's gonna have to pop up somewhere or else ppl will be like "where IS HE" so I'm going to stick with running some kind of ghost circus, maybe a few occult things, but cut out a lot of the spooky magical knowledge and mcguffin stuff. maybe i could make him like, someone from vlad/jack/maddies college who always felt pushed around by them and so he has a vendetta? and theyd be the only reason he even learned abt ghosts in the first place. idk in either way I want to force him into being irredeemable but also include LYDIA (the tattoo girl ghost) way more-- I want to give her an arc that ends in her tossing freakshow aside and running off to be a ghost vigilante.

BOTH: dear god the infinity gauntlet is stupid that needs to GO AWAY. especially for the reboot cause it would exist in a post-mcu world and way too many people would complain about it

Vlad

REWRITE: amp him up to a far more sinister and villainous character. the crushing on maddie isnt enough, I want to show him on-screen performing experiments on ghosts and himself, dismissing everyone else cause he thinks hes smarter than them. i want him to be actively sabotaging the fentons at every turn. i would also clarify that he doesnt actually want danny as a son, but as a trophy-- a line where danny says something along the lines of "you don't want a son. you want a slave". i want to make him a character who wants to destroy the entire planet and put it in the ghost zone so he can be the true ghost king and i want to make this all evident from day one. if i'm writing a series villain you can bet i'm going to write a GOOD one. less petty drama here and more actual stakes.

REBOOT: it seems silly but sense with reboot we have the benefit of hindsight and recognizing that vlad wasn't a big series villain, theres no way i'd actually go back and write him to be such. for starters, of course, theres the fact that anything he does would really be an exaggerated part of the original, and it would bore an audience to see the same story again-- theres also the fact that it doesnt seem right to take a character who was treated as a joke half the time and suddenly make them big and important. no, instead for my reboot i want to lean into the petty gay uncle vibe. he had a crush on jack and now just casually insults him. he moves mansions every now and again by just haunting the family who lives in the one he wants, and taking over-- i mean, who is gonna believe that an actual ghost haunted you. he dislikes danny not because he has some concept of 'evil' and 'good' but bc danny is just too damn active. of course he actually does care about danny and his safety deep down, it's just on the surface they have very conflicting motivations-- not to mention that danny has been raised on legends from his parents of the villainous Wisconsin Ghost, who has to be stopped at all costs.

BOTH: i want jack and maddie to KNOW he's a half ghost and to actively be hunting him down for it, maybe bc they think hes possessed, or been a ghost tricking them this whole time, or the victim of a tragic lab accident who needs to be put to rest, etc. whatever the case it will give vlad actual tangible reason to despise them and genuinely suspect they dont have dannys best interests at heart. i think it would be neat if vlad was cynical and every time danny hit him with the "I'll expose us both. at least theyll still love ME" vlad could be like in the back of his head "oh god theyre going to kill this child"

Dani

REWRITE: cut her out. we don't need her character at all. maybe replace her with a more ominous shadow duplicate / clone that actually looks like danny himself and doesnt really have a name? you could probably combine her and dark dans characters for their arcs

REBOOT: instead of a clone from vlad, she's a guys in white creation using some of dannys dna after he was captured (and vlad broke him out bc he was like "ugh i guess i have to save this child")

BOTH: vlad actually cares abt her (duh), shes nonbinary (double duh), she gets the funny dissolve into goo powers

i had more i thought i was gonna write but this post is already very long and also im running out of coherency for this LUL

[percydarling]

Percy Weasley family relationships

MOLLY

Molly Weasley loves all her children. Although she has a special place in her heart for her third son.

He never troubled her when she was pregnant. Arthur was afraid that something was wrong but Molly had hope.

When he was born, he had curly hair just like her and his father's blue eyes. He was small.

(So small and there was a war going on)

She knew he was a Percy.

(Yes Percy and not Percival as people kept trying to inquire)

He never caused mischief. He was the perfect son.

(But even perfect people hide their flaws and she should have realised that.)

A war was outside her door and she was pregnant again.

Percy followed her rules. He obeyed.

(But some childhood was always lost. War takes away happiness)

When Fabian and Gideon were dead, she cried for hours. Her body failing to help her.

But her third son was there. He helped. He made her smile.

When he was 8 and engrossed in books, Molly wrote down stories for him to read.

(Most of the stories were about her brothers adventures a tad bit exaggerated.

She missed them.)

When Bill and Charlie were at Hogwarts and Arthur at work, he was there.

She taught Percy how to cook some dishes and chores.

Sometimes in the night, Percy sat on the Burrow's roof. She would follow him there and he would tell her all about the stars and their history.

("And Mum that there is .....")

His head on her lap, they gazed up at the stars and she felt content. Somedays they didn't talk. They didn't have to.

Percy took care of his siblings eventhough they annoyed him.

When Percy went to Hogwarts, she missed him.

But it never felt that way because Percy sent her letters everyday elaborating about his day.

Sometimes, it felt that she was a student in Hogwarts once again.

Percy was so happy when he was prefect she couldn't feel more proud.

(She should have done something about his siblings mindset.)

Percy told her all about Penelope of course. She was so pretty and Percy was in love with her.

Molly knew it.

(Too bad she was killed)

Of course Molly knew he would get into the Ministry. She was so happy be was at home, it wouldn't matter to her even if he was a bartender.

(But he had his pride. He probably wouldn't tell her even if he was a bartender)

The Fight.

It was awful. Molly couldn't move after it. It happened so fast and she couldn't do anything about it.

( She wishes she had. She wishes she said something. She wishes she did something for Godric's sake this was her son.)

But Arthur was stubborn and so was Percy.

Molly tried, she did.

(She tried it the wrong way.)

He returned her sweater. She locked herself in the room and cried about it. She didn't know what else to do. She wanted her son back.

(She should have fought harder)

And she saw him again.

At Christmas.

But any hope she had vanished and she let out that fury at Ginny and the twins. She shouldn't have but she did.

She wanted needed her son back.

But there's a war and war does what it does.

It rips and shreds family to pieces.

Molly didn't know if Percy was safe. And that blasted clock couldn't specifically tell her where he was.

Molly just wants him to be safe.

He comes back to her.

He comes back.

He comes back.

And she hugs him with such ferocity, she's afraid he'll vanish into thin air if she lets him go.

He whispers,

"I love you Mum"

"I love you Percy. I will always love you."

But then the unthinkable happens.

Fate has a funny way of saying that her family could never be complete.

The Burrow is quiet and Molly's never hated the quiet as much as she has after the war.

But Percy's here and she can see how much blame he carries in his eyes.

He sits on the Burrow's roof.

They don't talk. They dont need to.

Her head on his shoulder.

(He's become taller now.)

They just gaze at the stars as they used to and maybe things would be okay.

Molly meets Audrey at a Muggle coffee shop. Audrey and Percy have that look in their eyes when they first see wach other.

And she knows just like she knew before.

They get married and its a beautiful wedding.

A Winter Wedding.

Now she's holding twins in her arms (Again)

And they're girls and they're gorgeous.

They're tiny and they're her Percy's.

And one of them is named Molly and the older Molly cries with the younger one because how can she not.

He named his daughter after her.

They both have blue eyes. Sparkling blue eyes .

And Lucy's hair is curly.

(Just like her's and Percy's and Charlie's)

Molly would do anything for her son, her Percy because she loves him and would love him till the world ends.

[seerofmike]

i feel like a huge portion of kpop fans are gay fetishists attracted to the idea of quote unquote feminine men and thats why theres so much bullshit

YES okay. okay let me rant for a minute. let me preface this by saying i am NOT a kpop shipper at ALL. this is going to be long so i’ll put it under a’ ‘read more’ because i’ve been holding it in for TWO FUCKING YEARS BABY!

being mlm in boygroup kpop fandom is literally so exhausting. 99% of the people who ship real life human men from boygroups are fetishists and i will tell u why

obviously we all know of a ship in a fandom where the characters' personalities are twisted to fit the heteronormative view of "top" and "bottom" --one character is hypermasculine (top) and the other one is feminine (bottom). there are typical traits associated with both. the ‘top’ is scary or mean or angry or serious while the ‘bottom’ is emotional or bubbly or shy. while this is egregious, at least its fictional characters. their personalities can be simplified or exaggerated and it doesnt cause any real life harm.

im going to define what i think of as a fetishist: a non-mlm person who overly sexualizes gay men/men they think are gay/gay ships, and forces them into heteronormative roles for their own pleasure. its not even limited to cishet women. plenty of non-mlm lgbt people do this too and its like disheartening. so anyways

enter the kpop fandom

i may be incredibly biased here because one of the most affected members [of bts] is my favorite kpop boy, but oh god is the ‘personality change/simplification’ thing AWFUL here. i do not go out of my way to find fanart or see fanfic threads, but being in the bts fandom, u will inevitably see it and i REALLY wish i didnt

so anyways. my favorite boy ever is hoseok. he is sweet and hardworking and very passionate about dance and he can be serious when needed, but ultimately he tries to be very lighthearted and will consistently laugh or make jokes or do something funny when the other members feel uncomfortable or awkward (mostly during english-speaking interviews). he kisses the members on the cheek a lot/hugs them a lot/cuddles them a lot [this is important for later okay]

of course, theres a lot more to him because he is a multi-faceted real life human being, and i don’t know him personally, but that’s a general idea of what he’s like, okay?

SHIPPERS will have you think differently. some video got popular on youtube ""proving"" that hoseok is a sadist (which is just clips of him jokingly playfighting with the younger members), and the video depicts him as secretly mean and serious, and shippers will use that to say "hoseok is a total top!" and then most fanart or imagines or fanfic threads you see are top!hoseok, using this imagined 'hoseok is a sadistic dom' narrative to fuel their fiction, because SOMEONE has to be the top, so they twist him into this hypermasculine mean person (and probably feminize the 'bottom' of their ship but more on that later)

EXCEPT it is not just fiction. this narrative bleeds into REAL LIFE. you have new armys who dont know anything about the shipping scene, and yet somehow the narrative of hoseok being a secretly mean, sadistic person has already made its way into them. in real life, hoseok likes rainbows and wearing nail stickers and putting glitter in his hair. yet people in the fandom will say shit like "hoseok hates femininity" "hoseok would never wear [thing] because he's a dom"

sometimes on twitter you have ppl like me who say uh actually you guys are really weird and this is fetishy and in real life hoseok is very nice and not sadistic at all, you will UNDOUBTEDLY get comments like "omg hoseok isnt cute/nice when will yall learn he’s secretly like [x] and [x]". you could post a video of hoseok with a puppy titled "wow cute" and u will get like 2 clowns in ur comments going 'hoseok isnt CUTE hes a sadist’ . i wish i was joking but i am not. they will do this for EVERY action hoseok does. he cannot blink without people twisting it into a sexual thing

[also, side note: its funny that, since hoseok is one of the least popular members and therefore one of the least shipped members, he is often the odd man out among pairings, and is assigned 'the straight one' by default, and 9 times out of 10 people who assign him 'the straight one' do all this 'dom daddy hoseok' shit.

which just goes to show that this is indeed a matter of heteronormativity.]

so anyways arguably the most popular ship with hoseok is with yoongi, sope. this absolutely happens to other ships probably but im just using them as an example because i see it the most, being a hobi stan

yoongi is very calm and thoughtful and kind and sometimes appears to be cold/having a bad attitude but its just because of the way he speaks, which is very bluntly. again hes a multi faceted real human and i do not know him personally but thats generally what hes like.

god the fandom. treats him SO BAD. so horribly. he's shorter than hoseok. he's shorter than hoseok and people will exaggerate that literal 1 inch height difference so bad and people will turn his whole personality into shy and blushy and In Love With Hoseok, so in love with hoseok that ‘he gets sad’ when hoseok doesn’t kiss him/hug him/or whatever and IT BLEEDS INTO REAL LIFE.

ANY time hoseok or yoongi do ANYTHING together at ALL, people will ALWAYS push the narrative that hoseok, being the mean sadist he is, is 'hurting' yoongi for not returning his undying love or whatever. hoseok did a vlive where he made bracelets for all the members and he considered putting a cat charm on yoongi's but ultimately decided not to because he was having difficulty and oh my GOD sope stans twisted it into 'hoseok HATES yoongi, yoongi would have been so happy, he would have worn that all the time, hoseok isnt affectionate he hates being close with other people after all :(' which is LITERALLY not true because hoseok gives all his homies good night kisses but okay! whatever fits your narrative!

PEOPLE ACTUALLY HATE HOSEOK BECAUSE OF THIS. BECAUSE OF A SHIP. BECAUSE OF THE MANUFACTURED NARRATIVE PUSHED ONTO HIM BY FETISHISTS SO HE COULD FIT INTO THEIR HETERONORMATIVE ‘TOP’ ROLE. not to be all wahh wahh hoseok is one of the least popular members BUT THIS IS LITERALLY A CONTRIBUTING FACTOR.

everyone """headcanons""" hoseok to be a top so they will make him a MEAN HYPERMASCULINE person. everyone """headcanons""" yoongi as a bottom so they will make him a SOFT UWU HYPERFEMININE person. shippers are literally pigeonholing the two of them into fujoshi-esque roles for jack-off material.

anyways this all boils down to: gay fetishists will do anything, ANYTHING, to twist characters or real life fucking people to fit their heteronormative view of top and bottom. top=mean and masculine, bottom=soft and feminine. hoseok is a real life human being. yoongi is a real life human being. they both have real life human personalities, and yet shippers twist their personalities into the opposite to fit their narrative, to the point where nonshippers will genuinely view the two of them as something theyre not.

you have tons of armys that theorize that hoseok's happiness is just a mask he puts on to hide a cruel nature. on twitter. on youtube. in fanart and fanfiction. you have tons of armys that truly believe that, despite literally all the evidence, believe he hates being cute, he hates being happy, he hates the members, and hes secretly a dom daddy fuckboy who wants to bend yoongi over a table. hes a real life human being and fetishists doing their fetish thing has real life consequences.

the same is true for bottom!hoseok stans: they overexaggerate his more cutesy personality traits and he does have a 'feminine' figure i.e. he has a rly small waist but they will overexaggerate that as well and give him huge hips and its disgusting but dom!hoseok is far more frequent with far more devastating consequences so i used that as an example but they’re both bad.

people who """"headcanon"""" [like actually headcanon/firmly believe and not just joking or lighthearted] that members are gay will force these types of roles onto the members. if someone genuinely believes that like, yoongi is gay/bi/whatever, and then try to force this subby soft uwu persona onto him, they have no respect for gay people. they dont. gay people are simply objects for their fantasies. their view of gay people is so one-dimensional and so driven by fetishists’ ideas that its actually disheartening.

and god bitches will deadass be homophobic yet still ship real ass human idols. not just for bts specifically but all boygroup fandoms. sometimes when you search up an idol's name, [idol] gay will be trending--whether it be because of people saying "im gay for him" or whatever, and a LOT of cishet people will try 'clearing' the searches because being gay is bad or something. people normally ‘clear’ the searches if something like [idol fat] or [idol ugly] are trending, which im telling you so you know the context that people only clear the searches when bad things are happening.

[never forget that time 'jungkook gay' was trending and bitches were like "lets clear the searches!" but their pinned tweet said some shit like "sub jungkook x dom jimin coffee shop smut au thread 🌈". bitches also be like i cant be homophobic i ship taekook]

and hoseok and yoongi arent the only ones affected ! we could get into why namjoon and jin (another popular ship) are often assigned 'dad' and 'mom' respectively, or the fact that gay fetishists not only twist members' personalities to fit their ship narrative, but will also force tropes onto them i.e. taehyung/jungkook shippers who will literally demonize jimin and call him a slut or say that he's trying to 'get in the way of' of taekook or 'steal' taehyung/jungkook but thats a whole DIFFERENT rant baby! racism/asian fetishism is also definitely a present factor in all of this but this focus was primarily on gay fetishism and heteronormativity.

oh my god i could also get into the severe transphobia/trans fetishism in this fandom too but this post is already long enough as it is

tl dr: gay fetishists will fetishize real life people and it has actual real life effects and we should ban straight women from shipping mlm

[kingofbr00klyn]

Newsies prompts! Yeah! Um... 1. Jack being a big brother to Race. 2. Crutchie and Racetrack getting into some trouble together. 3. Jack and Spot caring for some of the littles. Pick one or write them all idc. Can’t wait to read!

Hi this took me like 4 days to write, I thought it was longer than that but okay, I have loads of other stuff in the works, this is just the first one I finished. Sorry for the wait. So this is for the prompt we’re Crutchie and Race get into trouble.

I tried to mix both 1992sies and livesies in this, but I don’t think it really comes across. Also, this story is ever so slightly exaggerated, but oh well. But it’s been a while since I’ve written anything, so this probably isn’t the best.

This will also be found on my AO3 account.

"Remind me ta never listen ta you again."

"How was I'se suppost ta know this would 'appen?"

"Well, I dunno. But now I’m in trouble because a’ summing I didn’t even do."

“Oh c’mon! Nuthin’ bad happened. I came out worse than you did. You get to go home scot-free.”

“But still. This is all your fault an’ I’m gonna make sure everyone knows it.”

"Wow, Crutch, whatta' way to throw a pal under da bus."

"You'se deserve it."

Race rolled his eyes and sulked further down into his chair, only to regret it when the hard plastic rubbed uncomfortably into his back. He glanced at his companion, who looked just about as shit as he felt. Crutchie kept nervously running a hand through his hair and fidgeting with the helm of his shirt, he looked like someone who had just been caught doing something illegal. Oh wait, that's because he had. Let's take a step back, shall we?

2 hours earlier.

Crutchie stood outside his door step, awaiting Race's arrival. The two had decided to spend the evening together, since none of their other friends were available. Race had said he would pick him up at 6. After Crutchie's watch ticked 6:15, Race's old TP Cruiser pulled up. He wore a bright, cheeky grin as he leaned over to open the passenger side door. "Get in loser, we're going shopping!" Crutchie gleefully obliged, grabbing his crutch and sliding into the front seat.

"Are you ready for the funnest night of yer life?" Race asked, a unlit cigar hanging loosely from his mouth.

Crutchie laughed. "We'se just goin' ta the diner on 4th, ain't we?"

"Nope," Race grabbed something from the cupholder beside him and handed it to Crutchie. "Just got this from my guy. Thought we'd treat ourselves tonight." It was a fake ID.

Antonio Higgings

11/12l1997

XXX XXXX XXX

XX/XX/XX

XX/XX/XX

"Yer guy?" Crutchie snorted, handing the card back. "You'se mean Albert."

"Maybe I do. Anyway, I'm low on cigs and shit, so I thought we'se stop by a corner shop and see how well this baby works." Starting the engine, Race pulled out of Crutchie's drive and set off for the nearest place that would give them what they wanted.

"What if we'se get caught? I don't wanna be done just because you'se got a nicotine addiction." Crutchie offered, messing with the diles for the radio.

"Then I punch Albert in the face," Race resorted. That drew a snicker from the blonde. "But seriously, don't worry 'bout it. Everthin's gonna be a-okay!"

Spolier altert; it wasn't.

After 10 or so minutes of driving, Race pulled to a stop and poorly parked the car. "Eh, good enough." He got out, with Crutchie tailing right behind him.

"You don't gotta come in. Ya know, cuz yer so scared of gettin' caught." The taller boy mocked.

Crutchie retaliated by hitting Race in the leg with his crutch. "I'm comin' wit' cha so you don't get punched in the face." Race forged offence, but waved off the comment.

The shop was small, just your regular off-licence, cheap booze with an even cheaper taste, the perfect thing to fuel Race's needs. A little bell rang as they opened the door, there weren't many people inside the shop, Crutchie noted the few middle aged men who were likely in there for similar reasons as themselves. Race swaggered to the front counter, an air of confidence around him. The shop clerk, a young man with a stoic expression, rolled his eyes at the tall blonde.

"What can I get you?" The clerk's tone was as cheerful as expected.

Race grinned cockily. "A smile would be a start, sweetheart," The shop clerk didn't respond, but continued to glare the boy down. "Okay then… A box o' ya finest Corona's and summa that scotch ya got up there." Race slapped $50 on the counter, along with his fake ID.

The clerk picked the card up, eying it suspiciously. Crutchie had a feeling this wouldn’t end well. “Yah think you’re funny, kid? Think I don’t know what a fake ID looks like?” The clerk said. “I’m gonna have to call the cops, you know.”

Race’s expression floored. Disbelief and fear quickly made itself at home. Crutchie felt a similar dread rise up in his stomach, he looked to Race for an inkling of what to do next, but the tall boy just continued to stare dumbly. Until he finally said, “I’m gonna fuckin’ kill Albert.”

As it turns out, the shop had an undercover officer outside the shop to deal with instances like this. The clerk called him in, and he escorted Crutchie and Race to the local station. Luckily, they had pretty much just been given a slap on the wrist and a call home. Except, since this wasn’t Race’s first offence, so he had also been slapped with a $50 fine.

The boys anxiously awaited the arrival of the parents. Race had already had a million and one messages from his brother, Jack. The sonva’ was having a field day with this. Text after text about how much trouble Race would be in, how he was grounded and how much shit Jack’s going to give him for this. Race ignored his brother, instead opting for spamming Albert with a variety of angry messages in all caps.

GottaGoFast - RedHeadHoe

19:05

GottaGoFast: ALBERT FUCKING DASILVA

GottaGoFast: U FUCKING BITCH

GottaGoFast: IM SO GOING TO KILL U

RedHeadHoe: ???

GottaGoFast: im at the police station

RadHeadHoe: oh what did u do now???

RedHeadHoe: OH

RedHeadHoe: YOU GOT CAUGHT

RedHeadHoe: HA

GottaGoFast: YEAH AND ITS ALL UR FAULT

RedHeadHoe: how is it my fault???

GottaGoFast: BECAUSE UR THE 1 WHO GAVE ME THE ID

RedHeadHoe: dude u didnt have to use it

RedHeadHoe: also i dont make them so it aint my fault

RedHeadHoe: blame my guy

GottaGoFast: ur guy?????

RedHeadHoe: ye

RedHeadHoe: skittery

GottaGoFast: ok but ur still dead

RedHeadHoe: cool

GottaGoFast: dentys gonna be here soon so gotta go

RedHeadHoe: good luck my dude

GottaGoFast: fuck u

RedHeadHoe: :)

Race slipped his phone into his pocket, just in time to see some familiar faces walk though the station door. Bryan Denton, Race’s foster father, walked up to the receptionist desk, before being pointed towards where the boys were sitting. Race looked at Crutchie, before straightening his back and putting on his most charming smile. "Heya Denty!" Race beamed, hoping to the gods above that this would go in his favour. Bryan didn't look particularly mad, but Denton never really got mad. It was like the man was incapable of it, it was great, and Race had done a lot of things that would cause any parent to flip their shit.

"Race," Bryan started, calm and collected as always."What were you thinking?" Okay, maybe it wasn't as great as Race thought, Denton's tranquill state was quite unsettling at the moment, Race had no idea what he was thinking.

"We'se just wanted to have a bit a' fun, ya know, teenage stuff," The blonde rubbed the back of his neck nervously. "Did they'se tell ya 'bout da fine?"

"Yeah, they told me over the phone," Denton said. "I'll pay it and then we'll go home. Jack's waiting for us in the car.”

Race rolled his eyes. "Oh yay."

Crutchie didn't really pay much attention to the scene in front of him, he was too caught up in his own head. Fear and worry filled his thoughts, his grandmother wasn't the most forgiving then it came to things like this. Crutchie remembered once when he was 7 and snuck out of his room in the middle of the night to get one of the freshly baked cookies his grandmother had made that day, the elderly woman had found out about his midnight snack and boy was there hell to pay. She wasn't particularly mean or nasty, she could just be strict at times.

Times like these, Crutchie thought as he saw his grandmother barrel towards him with an expression that would make the toughest of men wet themselves. "Charles Andrew Morris! You are in so much trouble, young man!" Oh no, she used his full name. He really was a goner.

"Race, I don't think I'm comin' outta this alive…” Crutchie said.

Race snorted. "Don't worry, my dude, I got this." Crutchie didn't have time to ask what 'this' was, as Race stepped in front of him and greeted his grandmother.

"Mrs Morris, so good ta see ya 'gain," Race started. That diverted the woman from her path of destruction, as she instead gave the blonde a striking glare. The Italian tried not to shrink under her gaze, opting to continue with his sentence. "So um, ya see, Ma'am. It wasn't actually Crutchie's fault, it was mine. So, err, don't punish him for my mistake."

What?

Crutchie was in complete disbelief. And he wasn't the only one, Bryan shared a similar expression. While Race was a good friend, he was also a bit of an asshole, so him taking all the blame for this (even though it was his fault), was a surprise.

Crutchie’s grandmother eyed the boy suspiciously, before she turned on her heels and walked away. “Come on, Charlie, it’s time to go home.”

Crutchie was slightly dumbfounded, but didn’t question as he hugged Race. “Thanks man.”

Race winked and smiled. “No problem, Crutch. Text me if you ain’t dead!”

“Will do!”

RiceCrutchies - Racer

21:35

RiceCrutchies: Guess who aint dead :)))

Racer: yayyyy

Racer: so what happened

RiceCrutchies: Gran wasn’t very happy but she wasnt too mad

RiceCrutchies: Im grounded for 2 weeks tho

Racer: oh well at least we had 1 last night of fun before that

RiceCrutchies: Yea so how’d it go with Denton???

Racer: not too bad

Racer: im also grounded but they took my cigs at the police station so i need to get more from Albert

RiceCrutchies: You think you would have learnt your lesson but ok

Racer: 👌

Racer: i gotta go crutch see you in school???

RiceCrutchies: Yeah, see you and try not to do anything illegal between then

Racer: no promises

RiceCrutchies: 🤦‍

[littlemissmarvelous]

Save Me

(This is part 2 to grand piano)

The beginning of Bucky and I was quick, passionate, and wild. People thought I was crazy for falling in love with the former winter soldier, and even more insane to be willing to marry him. Sam in particular always joked about how Bucky shouldn’t take that he has a dime like me for granted. I remember when he would laugh and his cheeks would get warm and red before he would kiss me softly. “I don’t think i could ever be stupid enough to lose the love of my life.”

Oh I wish his past self could see him now.

I thought i knew what heartbreak was. I thought it hurt, but that everyone exaggerated about it. That it would mend quickly…I couldn’t have been more wrong. You could see it from a distance; I was broken. It could be seen in the way I moved, the way I tried to get an impression from the overwhelming world around me. It could be noticed in the way I talked a bit softer every time somebody told me to speak up. I was broken, scattered in thousands of pieces, and nobody was there to pick me up again.

It’s been three days since and I haven’t left the solace of my bed. I know I need a shower, and a decent meal but my body is aching and my eyes haven’t really taken a break from crying. A loud knock sounds, making me groan at the fact that I indeed have to get out of bed. Trudging to the door, I peek through the peep hole to spot a very anxious looking redhead on my doorstep.

“Hey Nat.” I say after opening the door.

“Hey? Just hey after having not heard from you in days? Me and Steve have been really worried y/n, but we wanted to give you space.” I nod and quickly apologize. I didn’t intentiontially shut them out...it just works better for me to be on my own at the beginning. Her green eyes scanned my appearance and the state of my home before going to my face.

“Are you doing okay, y/n?”

The dam breaks.

I sob and whisper, “I can’t stop hurting, Nat. This hurts so much. I miss him but I don’t want to be near him. I love him but I also fucking hate him and I don’t know if I want him to hold me or stay the hell away from me because half the time my skin crawls now at the thought of his touch...knowing he placed those hands on someone else. He was giving his heart to someone else while I was stupid enough to believe I was the only one.” At the end of my spiel I was gasping for breath. Word vomit has a funny way of knocking the wind out of you sometimes. She frowns, eyes still trained on me. “I’m going to make you some tea okay? Go shower and maybe we can go somewhere, yeah?” I wipe my tears before replying, “yeah okay.” Turns out that shower was a godsend and much needed.

Nat ended up taking me to brunch that was filled with delicious mimosas. “You know what?” I ask.

“What?” She smiles.

“I want to go out tonight. Out out.”

Nat thinks for a moment before shrugging. “Yeah let’s do it. Get you back in the game, I’m sure Wanda and Sharon would be down to go too.” I grin before yelling, “Girls night!!!” And just like that the wound hurt a little bit less.

Later that night the four of us stood in Nat’s bedroom dressed to impress. She had placed me in a small red dress that had a high slit on the left and a deep v to emphasize my cleavage. With makeup done and heels on, we traveled to the kitchen for some pregame drinks while we ordered the Uber.

“You look absolutely smashing, y/n.” Sharon gushed to me, making me blush. Nat and Wanda quickly agreed with fast nods.

“She’s right y/n, you look like a frigging snack every man there will want to eat.” Wanda teased but winced after earning an elbow from Nat and Sharon.

My grip tightened around my glass, knuckles turning white. Other men. That was scary for me, the concept of other men. Bucky and I had just separated...I was nowhere near ready. A hand on my shoulder brought me out of my head and my eyes met Nat’s green ones.

“Hey, you don’t need to do anything you don’t want to. Just have fun okay. That’s what tonight’s about.” I smile gratefully at her and our moment was interrupted by the ding of Wanda’s phone.

“Uber’s here!”

5 shots.

3 mixed drinks.

And 3 Jell-O shots.

That’s how many I had when my legs decided to stop working and my vision was beginning to get fuzzy as I neared a blackout. Dragging myself to our table I fumbled for my phone and dialed the only number I could call.

“Hello?”

“STTTTTEEEVVVEEE!”

“Y/n? What’s wrong? Are you okay?” He asked with a concerned tone.

“Mmmphh. I am VERYyyy drunks Mr. Steve ! Wanna shleep.” A giggle erupts from me and suddenly it was hard to stop.

“I’m coming right now. Stay there. Tell Nat I’m coming. “

“Ayyye ayeee my cap!!” I laugh and hang up and look up to find Nat in my drunk daze. Luckily she was already coming my way and I yelled “Natty!!!! Stevie is comin to take me to bed! Okay!”

“Get it girl!” She laughed and with that I made my way to the entrance, holding the walls for support to keep myself up. Once just outside I found a spot against the wall and slipped my heels off my aching feet without falling over. Hugging myself, I pray that Steve hurries up because it was absolutely freezing.

“I can warm you up hottie.” My eyes quickly went up to see an ugly older man grinning at me with chipped teeth and a malicious look in his eyes.

“No thanks.” I quip and look away to the streets looking for Steve’s car.

“Looks like you’re ride ain’t gonna be here for a while hot stuff. I’m real good with my hands. Lemme just warm you up.” He smirked and pounced. His hands grabbed my wrists and pushed me against the wall hard causing me to yelp.

“Get OFF!” I scream. He just laughs in return and his hands go to my dress to lift it up. Tears flow freely from my eyes as I realize what’s really happening and my movements are too slow and my hits too weak because I’m drunk. I’m sobbing at this point and begging him to stop.

It was my second beg and just before he got to my panties that a fist flew to his face and he dropped to the floor in pain. “She SAID to stop!” He seethed.

Steve came just in time. As I stared at him, tears in my eyes, I realized he always was there in time. His eyes went to me and his hand cupped my face as he looked me over.

“Are you okay, y/n?” I nod and all I can let out is another sob. He pulls me in for a hug and holds me tight. “I’m sorry I wasn’t here quicker. Let’s get you home.”

The drive home was silent but he held my hand in comfort, and I didn’t pull away. When the car finally stopped at the tower Steve quickly turned off the car and ran around to open my door and help me out of the car, wobbly legs and all. Holding me heels in my left hand we slowly walk towards the entrance but before I could get there my legs finally betrayed me and I fell hard to the ground.

I groan. “Aw damn that hurt.” Trying to get back up seemed almost impossible, the alcohol had managed to turn me into a human sized noodle. “Stevieeeee can you help a girl out?” He laughed and I let out a shriek as he picked me up bridal style and walked with ease into the tower. My arms wrapped around his neck and my head found its way to the crook of his neck. “You’re such a sweetie Stevie why don’t you have a girl?” His shoulders shrugged and he hummed in thought.

“I dont think the one I want is ready yet. Or rather if it’s even right for me to act. It’s difficult.” His words made gears work in my drunk mind as the elevator took us up to our floor. Finally reaching my room, he sets me down at the door. “Alright this is it.”

“Steve?” My cheeks are flushed and my eyes are wide as I gaze up at him.

“Yeah y/n?” His eyes lock with mine and my heart begins to race.

“Is...is the girl you’re talking about...me?” My voice shakes in nervousness and my shoulders tense as I await his response. His hand goes to the back of his neck and his cheeks are suddenly pink. Lord he was so cute sometimes.

“Uh...yeah, yeah it is. I’m sorry.” I didn’t think, I didn’t speak, I didn’t even debate it.

My lips were on his before I could even really fathom his words, his hands finding my hips as his mouth moved with mine. After a long moment he slowly pulled away and looked me over.

“Look, y/n, you’re still pretty drunk. I don’t want you doing anything you’ll regret. You might not actually like me once the alcohol leaves your system.” His blue eyes are drowning in disappointment, a pang of hurt hitting my heart. “Look, get some sleep, I’ll see you in the morning and we can talk.” His words suddenly sobered me up enough that i had to do what i did next. He begins to walk away but I grab his hand before he could get farther away and halt his movements. I take a deep breath and whisper, “please don’t go.” His eyesbrows go up in question.

“I...would like you to stay. With me. In my bed.” I mumble. I had never seen Steve’s face so red before that very moment since he walked In on Sam and Wanda’s “workout” session. “I-I meant to just sleep. I would really appreciate your company. Clothing on and everything. I’m sorry if that makes you uncomfortable.”

He smiles warmly and takes my hand in his, intertwining our fingers. “I don’t mind at all, sweetheart. Lead the way.”

Changed and makeup free, I got under the covers and waited for him to join me. He stared at the covers unsure, causing me to giggle.

“Steve, get under the covers silly. It’s fine.” He chuckles and lifts the covers on his side so he could slide in next to me. Both of us lied on our backs after turning out the bedside lights, staring at the sleek ceiling above us. “Hey Steve?” I whisper.

“Yeah?” He whispers back.

“Can you hold me?” I ask timidly, not wanting him to think of it weird.

“Yeah,” He opens his arm for me to cuddle to his side, “Come here.” I sigh gratefully and cuddle up to his side as his arms wrap around him. My eyelids and body are growing heavy as the tiredness part of alcohol consumption started to hit me.

“Just to let you know Steve, everything that was said and done tonight...I wont forget or regret it. I like you too. I always have, Bucky just got here first.”

But thank you for saving me, I wanted to say.

Not even a few seconds later I was out like a light. Tomorrow morning was going to be interesting.

[aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaoldretired]

some p!g-drv3 theories (spoilers obvi)

First of all I think people demonize the pg versions wayyy too much because its a good way to be le sexy in like fanfictions. And i get it, villains are hot or whatever. and also hs is a horny age to be. But even the edgiest and horniest of teens aren’t like. that sexual/monstrous. its kind of insane the portrayals people are placing

maybe this could also be like me being older bc when i was early hs i was like yea its fair to place these super mature portrayals on a 18-22 year old they are like adults but young and now im that age and im like woah there pardner. might be an age/maturity thing. 

also like its normal for people to relate to and portray characters their same age in a similar fashion, but when adults write more sexual content about the dg kids i get hella fucking sus

idk where i was going with that first comment i guess its like a preface and in the end i think its important when characters especially teenage characters are morally grey not because they’re mature and dark/brooding but because they are still young and learning. fuck im older than like most of them, but im still young and learning. its good to be in turmoil and confused, especially the drv3 cast. they are more confused than anything.

which i think is a reason why people would join dr because if you are completely loss and in turmoil, it is appealing to be given a purpose in life and amazing talents/abilities. despite the morals of danganronpa, it is a simple reality to be told who you are and what to do

OK ONTO HEADCANONS (not doing all bc i dont have thoughts about all)

first of all i understand changing stories but i think, deep down, you can’t change fundamental personalities/values. so while the backstories might be different i think, in the end, a baseline is always the same

SHUICHI being a Bad Boy is like canon obviously but i dont think he’s as manipulative as people make him out to be. i think he falls in the more the bully role that like. mae borowski or tf2′s scout filled before they grew up. rough background, bad anger issues, lots of emotional turmoil, and the only way he knows how to deal with shit is by committing crimes and beating the shit out of people. and, similar to those characters, drv3 represents an older, more emotionally sober yet equally confused version of himself. the urges are still there as foreshadowed in the dialogue. i think he struggles with guilt, mostly survivors, but there is still a lasting impact of guilt of what he did in his past, even if he can’t remember.

KOKICHI is a child. a piece of shit motherfucker child but a child. I really do think he’s like one of the youngest people in the cast. he reminds me a lot of when my brother doesn’t take his adhd medicine and takes jokes way too far and does mean and cruel things because he thinks its funny and that its just a fun joke, but is hurting people. he desperately wants approval, which is why his leader role is so interesting because in the dr narrative he has the approval he craves and so he is satisfied. still, he does try to impress characters like rantaro and values his opinions a lot, even developing a brotherly relationship in the time they knew each other. this being said, its established kokichi was bullied before, but i dont think he’s like. the wimp people make him out to be. i think he’s more of like the class clown who desperately uses humor to make people like him, and ends up resorting to be the butt of most of his jokes. you don’t just develop a good sense of humor out of a brainwash, and that’s not something you can program in. i think that was a remnant of before, and he’s so good at bullying people and coming up with roasts - i just think that in p!g the roasts were about him.

KAEDE is baby but her p!g personality seriously reminds me of any ~quirky/edgy~ girl in a teen coming of age story who tries to be edgy and cool and act like she doesn’t care but deep down, she really does. if she didn’t have an empathetic personality, she wouldn’t want to end the game. i also think she has that self-identifying QuIrKy personality because its like she lives in her own narrative, practically announcing this story is about her and she is the protagonist. i know i used to self narrate like that and distinguish how i was different when i was like. 15-16. she has a tumblr. 

I really like the theory where KAITO is a make-a-wish kid who was better when he was younger but relapses later in teens. he never used his wish before, so he decides to use it now to be on danganronpa and become the hero he always wanted to be. i also think he might have joined as a way to raise awareness about adolescent healthcare. definitely the type who puts on a “heroic” character to make everyone else feel better about the fact he is literally dying of a terminal illness, and keeps that act up till the end. 

i think KOREKIYO is still a serial killer. i think honestly a reason why he mightve auditioned for danganronpa is because he is a serial killer. maybe his sister found out and he felt so much shame that’s why he auditioned. he probably mentioned why in his interview because duh, tell them im a serial killer and then only reason im coming clean is my sister found out and im ashamed, that is like a guarantee to get on the show.  i LOVE the theory that his sister is still alive, however, and has to watch her brother go insane because they wrote her into the story as the villain. because technically, she brought on this guilt, and is the reason why he auditioned - as a way to cause despair, twist it around so she’s the one to blame for his insanity. also, because its pretty accepted DR members become celebrities, kork’s sister is totally bombarded with paparazzi and is demonized in the media. she might end up writing a tell-all memoir about kork’s actual childhood and personality. quiet kid, thoughtful, interested in anthropology, she never thought he’d hurt a fly. watching her brother go insane probably destroyed her. 

I also think, timeline wise, kork is probably one of the oldest members along with rantaro. tbh i think kork actually graduated hs and went on a gap year doing the whole “hitchhike around the world to discover myself thing” which is where he began killing people. he was getting ready to go to college when his sister found out about what he did. this is when he decided to go on danganronpa instead of university. this would help explain why he knows so much about other cultures/travel/been so many places with so many memories/killed/is knowledgable on a level most other students are not. this would place him at like, 20-21, where everyone else is like 15-18.

ok so there’s two p!g RANTARO, p!g before 53 and p!p!g before 52. i’d like to establish now i think rantaro is the oldest of the characters, seeing as though he was already pretty old to begin with in 52, it takes time between television seasons, and he was in another game. so im placing him like 21-23, similar to yasuhiro in d1 being so much older than everyone else. i do think, in all iterations, rantaro was pretty much raising his sisters, though i don’t think he had twelve like the story (i think that’s an exaggeration, his sisters mean a lot to him, lets make him have a TON and then lose them all and feel GUILTY) rantaro joined the first game, partially to get money for his family and hopefully establish them as celebrities and let them have a comfy lifestyle, even if he doesn’t live...and also to finally ahve some sort of experience without his siblings tagging along. if he’s been raising his sisters all his life, he’s never had like something that’s JUST his. that’s his adventure. 52 is his ULTIMATE adventure. ahaha. mostly for money, kind of dreading it, still a tiny bit excited

ok p!g rantaro between 52 and 53 probably came back broken. he did the signings and appearances, but mostly wanted to spend time with his family and make sure they were set up. i think he knew the whole like few months between seasons he had to go on another show, but he did’t tell his sisters. his family found out when they saw a billboard with his face plastered on it hyping up the return of a fan favorite. yikes!

ok i get it a lot of people hate HIMIKO but i think she’s not nearly as similar as other “useless” characters in other games. its like, pretty clear she’s depressed, and the only thing she’s holding onto with dear life is magic. lack of hygiene, lack of personal care, constantly tired, social interaction exhausts - she has depression, but she’s not an UWU depressed character. so people find her depressive traits (which are some of the most realistic portrayals of mental health in the series) SUPER annoygin. she joined dr because she was completely lost and needed some sort of direction in her life, even if she’ll die for it. the thing is, even with direction, her mental state didn’t change because she wasn’t getting legitimate help. it’s like that one SNL skit that’s like. same sad you from before but in a new place. i also think she knows the magic is not real, because how could she not. i think she’s so adamant that it IS real, less as a way to convince others, and more of a way to convince herself. it’s like really super cruel that team danganronpa took a girl who is desperate for meaning and gave her literally a meaningless, fake talent.

i also kin himiko and find her a comfort character because i feel seen by her, replacing her useless talent of magic with mine of like shitty film making and comedy. i am seen.

related i don’t think she’s nearly as ugly as everyone says she is, i think she’s probably just depressed and takes absolutely no care of her hygiene and sleep and looks like sick and greasy all the time. same queen.

honest to god i think RYOMA’s backstory, tennis and all, is like 100% real and he’s the only one who keeps all of his memories except for the fact this is a tv show. i think he rolled up, a hot fucking mess, and the danganronpa team were like damn. we cannot improve upon this. 

[fullmoonfireball]

okay since there are a few characters that could be considered “the villain guy”, i’m gonna assume you mean Herbert, the primary villain guy, and if you dont then uhhhhh whoops 

so! Herbert Percival Bear, Esquire! he hated how cold it was at the north pole, so he tried sailing south on an iceberg... and managed to completely miss any actually warm places, ending up in the antarctic instead. he realized his mistake WAY too late, tried his best to paddle away, and tipped the iceberg (which is NOT supposed to happen). and, in another moment that makes you ask “how is this guy even a polar bear?” it turns out he can’t swim. what a fool. thankfully for him, though, he was pretty near the shore and Klutzy rescued him.

Klutzy’s great. he’s just a funny little guy! a crabby friend! but this post isn’t about Klutzy, so we have to get back on topic. sorry, Klutzy.

so yeah, Herbert’s stuck on Club Penguin. sure, he’s got a little crab buddy now, but that doesn’t really fix much for him. it’s even colder than his old home, and, even worse! it’s full of loud, annoying, constantly party-throwing birds! so obviously, Herbert has to stop them from being obnoxious, by causing a few  problems behind the scenes, before going “fuck it” to remaining hidden, stealing a bunch of stuff, and then planning to destroy the ski lodge so he can use it for firewood. of course, the player stops him... by distracting him with a seaweed pizza, and putting the machine he was going to use in reverse. did i mention that Herbert was a vegetarian? because he’s a vegetarian. he survived on the iceberg by eating algae. bc he couldn’t get any less “polar bear”, i guess.

the cycle of wrecking/stealing shit and getting thwarted goes on for a bit. the dude’s pretty bitter about both failing his plan AND getting thwarted by a group of silly flightless birds, so what better way to get what he wants than to absolutely fucking destroy that group of penguins

no, that is not an exaggeration. his plan in the final PSA mission is to expose the Penguin Secret Agency to the rest of the island and/or blow their headquarters up. with them inside. like, the mission starts with the typical “oh! herbert’s stolen stuff! gotta see what he’s up to!” and then his plan gets into motion. like, you have to override the projector by putting in a movie, track down where Herbert is basically livestreaming from because you can’t turn off his sound, and stop him by unplugging his computer... which fucks the player over! surprise! you just caused the ‘reset’ needed to give Herbert back access to the PSA’s computers when Gary locked him out earlier! whoops! so he teleports you back to HQ (using the Spy Phone he “borrowed” from Rookie in the last mission) with the Popcorn Bomb. Gary and Rookie are there! aaaand you’re all locked in. with the bomb. that is strong enough to destroy the entire building just by popping popcorn. and Herbert shut down any PSA tech that could possibly be used to get you out of there.

but like, of course, since it would be uhh Bad if the characters died, the EPF (Elite Penguin Force, an even more-secret and elite (duh) branch of the PSA)’s technology still works, and after a quick puzzle to unlock the entryway into the EPF Command Room, Dot saves everyone by teleporting them outside, just in the nick of time! the building is pretty busted though, including its more mundane exterior.

and like, of course there was more after that (System Defender stuff, the Battle of Doom, Operation: Blackout, other Operations I don’t really know much about, Halloween of 2015...) but like i went on for so long about like, two PSA missions (I considered going into more, but I felt like Questions For a Crab and The Veggie Villain were the only ones that really needed much detail here) and I feel like I’ve talked enough here without getting into stuff I’m kiiiinda fuzzy on. or yknow. those other Operations I genuinely don’t know much about.

anyways thank you for reading this dump all the way through if you did, have this:

they are friends.

[homespork-review]

Homespork Act 2: The Racism of the Conductor’s Baton (Part 2)

FAILURE ARTIST: We don’t get much time to mourn with Dave because the comic flashes to a weird wizard statue. This statue is ZAZZERPAN THE LEARNED. Wizards are another recurring theme in Homestuck. Andrew Hussie once artfully defaced this cheesy book called Wizardology (warning: lots of really offensive humor). Anyway, Rose hates the giant statue and the other wizard paraphernalia her mother collects and believes her mother does this only to spite her. On a platform is a bronzed vacuum (with a place to put alcoholic beverages) that Rose gave her as an ironic present. On the couch there’s a life-sized princess doll that Rose has attached a Cthulhu-type head to. All these things set up Rose’s troubled relationship with her mother. Rose believes her mother is taunting her and Rose taunts her back.

BRIGHT: This scene also establishes that some things (the Cthulhu doll for one) are too big to be captchalogued.

CHEL: Actually, that was noted with the harlequin doll earlier but we forgot to mention that.

FAILURE ARTIST: Rose goes to the kitchen. On the fridge is a crude picture of her late cat Jaspers, who turns out to be more than a family pet. There’s more signs of this cold war between mother and daughter on the fridge.

CHEL: Also, numerous liquor bottles in the kitchen and comically exaggerated displays of wealth, such as a fifteen-thousand-dollar picture frame.

FAILURE ARTIST: After fussing with the fridge, Rose tries to leave the kitchen only to run into her mother. She tries escaping but lands comically in some wizard statuettes.

CHEL: Mom Lalonde is mopping the floor, with no water in the bucket, holding a martini in her other hand. The woman clearly has a problem. Again, this is an issue with the portrayal of the parents; this is pretty funny, but were a real mother behaving this way, it would seriously mess up the kid, and whether we’re supposed to take it as Rule of Funny or not later becomes inconsistent.

BRIGHT: I think a lot of the humour here is supposed to come from the implication that Mom Lalonde actually is a loving if clueless (and drunk) parent, and Rose is reading her badly. On the other hand, something is clearly very wrong, and while Mom Lalonde may indeed be loving the situation is definitely having an impact on Rose.

TIER: Say whatever you want, but when putting on the late game Cerebus Retcon goggles there are probably non-humorous questions to be asked about how screwy Mom Lalonde is as a parental unit if her daughter has ended up interpreting most of her actions as mocking or backhanded towards herself. Like, kids don't just decide that.

ARE YOU TRYING TO BE FUNNY?: 3

CHEL: Back to Dave, he’s chatting with GG and they’re being adorable. GG comments about her birthday present to John, the green box we saw in the car earlier, and…

GG: no!!!!!!! GG: he will not open it GG: he will lose it!!! TG: oh TG: uh TG: wow sorry to hear that i guess? GG: no its good actually! GG: because he will find it again later when he really needs it GG: which of course is why i sent it in the first place! TG: see like TG: i never get how you know these things GG: i dont know GG: i just know that i know!

I think here is when we start to get inklings of the kids’ unusual abilities - I mean, unusual in the context of the weird world they live in. A bit more is established about GG’s home life and Dave’s attitudes, too:

GG: i have to feed bec which is always a bit of an undertaking TG: man TG: if i were you i would just take that fucking devilbeast out behind the woodshed and blow its head off GG: heheheh! GG: i dont think i could if i tried!!! TG: yeah TG: say hi to your grand dad for me too ok GG: ._. GG: yes i guess an encounter with him is almost certain GG: it is usually........ GG: intense!!! TG: well yeah isnt it always with family TG: but he sounds like a total badass

“Intense” in a world where attacking your father with a hammer isn’t worthy of comment sounds worrying. We’ll see how that goes.

FAILURE ARTIST: Dave has the tiniest of smiles here and in Hussie’s annotation he says that one pixel created Dave/GG. Whether or not their connection is romantic, Dave obviously feels great affection for her.

CHEL: Interactions between all four of the kids are really sweet, honestly. Dialogue and character interactions are one of the strongest points of the comic overall. Personally I have a soft spot for the OT4.

TIER: In my unprofessional opinion, the beta humans are by far the most functioning and tight knit group of the various groups within the comic, for what that's worth considering the overall dysfunction junction. They're sweet to one another is what I'm saying.

CHEL: Dave talks to John, who mentions the creepy trails around his house and how he thinks he’s seen monsters, which we the audience have definitely seen; creepy little black imps with fangs and, oddly, jester outfits. They bear a striking resemblance to the Wayward Vagabond, in fact. Dave makes fun, but at least pretends not to disbelieve him, and urges him to keep his hammer at the ready. Dave can’t find his Bro, but can find “Lil Cal”, implying Bro is nearby.

TG: lil cal is the shit EB: that's fine, you are entitled to your opinion, i am just saying that being a white guy who is a rapper with a ventriloquist doll is not cool by any stretch of the imagination or by any definition of word cool, ironic or otherwise. that's all i'm saying. WHITE SBURB POSTMODERNISM: 5

Would a non-white rapping ventriloquist be any cooler? I’m struggling to see how. Ventriloquism, by definition, sucks the cool out of any other aspect of the thing. And now I’m picturing Carlton from Fresh Prince trying to rap with a ventriloquist’s doll.

BRIGHT: Back at the Lalonde residence, Rose attempts to ‘Youth Roll’ out of the front door, but her escape route is blocked by her mother, who appears with martini glass in hand. Time for our second Strife of the comic! (And can I say that I really like the music for this one?)

As with John’s strife with his dad, this strife tells us a lot about Rose’s relationship with her mother. John had the AGGRIEVE and ABJURE options; Rose also gets AGGRESS (PASSIVE) and ABSTAIN. It’s pretty telling that one of these options is an EMPTY SUICIDE THREAT, and ‘Abstain’ has Rose fending off her mother’s insistent offer of the martini glass.

FAILURE ARTIST: I liked the EMPTY SUICIDE THREAT at the time but now I think it deserves an ARE YOU TRYING TO BE FUNNY?

BRIGHT: Mom Lalonde may be intended as loving-but-clueless, but she’s offering her thirteen year old daughter alcohol, over Rose’s protests, and something is clearly very wrong if suicide threats are a normal part of life. (Something similar will come up in the future, but in that context it isn’t played for laughs.)

ARE YOU TRYING TO BE FUNNY?: 4

On a lighter note, ‘Abjure’ has her mother offering her A BEAUTIFUL PONY. Rose reacts in the moment like this is terrible, but does later pat the pony’s nose.

At any rate, the strife ends when Mom Lalonde apparently gets bored and decides to do some dusting. This takes all the fun out of using the front door, so Rose goes around the back to make her break for the generator.

Meanwhile, John is trying to read up on weaponizing sylladexes (sylladices?), but is being nagged by a voice to turn around — which he finally does, just in time for a monster to ram into him so hard it turns the panel pixelated. Strife time!

John’s bout with the Shale Imp kicks off with the monster threatening the Con Air bunny. John’s efforts to defend it are intercut with Rose’s progress out of the house and through the rain to the mausoleum. I think this interplay works quite nicely — it keeps both things moving without letting the reader get impatient -- but your mileage may vary.

The imp aggravates John by punching the bunny in the belly and waving it at him. John attacks the imp and breaks his hammer, then attacks it with the handle and gets knocked flat. Finally he weaponises his sylladex and chucks his inventory at it until it explodes into a shower of grist.

PUT THE BUNNY BACK IN THE BOX!!!!!! Now why couldn’t he put the bunny back in the box?

Because he’d set it as his strifekind, it turns out.

In true video game style, defeating the imp causes John to level up! In Homestuck, this is done by ascending one’s echeladder, a series of player levels with whimsical, old-fashioned names. John climbs two rungs, from Greentike to Plucky Tot, and earns 125 Boondollars.

Note how efficient this is: In one panel we can see that the echeladder is a levelling system, that Boondollars are in-Game currency, and that levelling up has increased John’s amount of grist and how much of it he can carry. He’s also got a new kind of grist called ‘Shale’. Hussie does take an extra panel to clarify the grist capacity expansion, but that makes sense as it’s a small part of the original panel. Compare this to the dozens of panels we’ve had laying out how sylladexes work. These panels are much more information-dense, and the comic flows better for it.

CHEL: Exactly what “grist” is and what it does beyond allowing changes to the house, why those changes are needed, and what “boondollars” are for hasn’t been explained yet, but will be soon, and it’s clear they’re something to do with the game so it’s not outright confusing.

BRIGHT: John spends the next few panels sorting his strife specibus out, and stashes the bunny in there for safekeeping. There’s something amiss, but he can’t quite put his finger on it...

Meanwhile, Rose has reached the mausoleum and prepares to activate the generator. The taxidermied corpse of her beloved pet lies in state, dressed in a tiny suit. A sad fate for an animal who should have peacefully decomposed in a flowerbed. Rose kicks it off the pedestal to make room for the laptop.

John discovers what’s wrong when a bucket of water perched atop his door lands on his head. The culprit behind this sudden dousing?

"[S] WHAT THIS IS SO OUTRAGEOUS (HD)" (Watch on YouTube)

Apparently the sprite has a sense of humour.

Next up is a pesterlog between Rose and Dave. There are hints that all is not well in the Strider residence.

TG: hey TG: dont tell john this but i think he might have been right about the puppets TG: theyre sort of starting to freak me out a little TT: You're referring to your brother's collection? TG: i mean dont get me wrong i think its cool and all TG: the semi-ironic puppet thing or whatever TG: or semi-semi ironic TG: man i dont even know TG: im just starting to think some of this shit is going a little far and its kind of fucked up TT: I've seen his websites. TT: I like them. TG: haha yeah well YOU WOULD TG: oh man i wish lil cal wouldnt look at me like that TG: with those dead eyes jesus TG: sometimes i dream that hes real and hes talking to me and i wake up in a cold sweat and basically flip the fuck out

Well, not so much hints as flashing neon signs. Dave’s gone very quickly from insisting that everything his brother does is cool and Lil Cal is awesome, to admitting that he has nightmares about Lil Cal and is freaked out by his brother’s ‘semi-ironic puppet thing’. We don’t know much about Bro’s websites yet, but we do know that Rose has a morbid streak, and Dave is clearly disturbed by the content.

Dave leaves to find his brother’s copy of the game, and we return to John, who, to quote Rose, has ‘just had a bucket of water dumped on his head by the ghost of his dead grandmother, who also happens to be dressed like a clown.’

And yes, that is indeed John’s dead Nanna, returned to help him on his journey through The Medium and beyond -- or at least, she claims she is. John has to take her word for it, as he doesn’t remember her at all. According to his Dad, John was pretty young when she died. Speaking of his Dad, he’s been kidnapped by the forces invading John’s home.

Nannasprite gives John the background of the game and what’s going on. His house is now in the Medium. This place was created by the game software, but is physically independent of it -- and no, he’s not inside a computer. The Medium floats in the Incipisphere, a place outside the normal flow of time in the kids’ universe. Above the Medium is the realm of Skaia.

According to Nannasprite:

Legend holds that Skaia exists as a dormant crucible of unlimited creative potential. What does this mean, you ask? I'm afraid my lips are sealed about that, dear! Hoo hoo!

Nannasprite is somewhat like a tutorial assistant for the game -- she helps guide John and provides information, although she’s somewhat cryptic.

We are getting a lot of new words here, but Hussie is defining them pretty well as we go, so I don’t think it merits a point.

At any rate, Skaia is defended by the forces of light, while forces of darkness plot its destruction. These two forces exist in an endless stalemate on a stage at the centre of Skaia until a player with a prototyped Kernelsprite enters the Medium. Then the prototyped Kernelsprite splits, with one Kernel carrying the prototyping information up to a kingdom basked in light, and another Kernel carrying it down to the kingdom of darkness. Each kingdom has four Spires, and when the Kernel reaches one, it propagates the prototyping information to the kingdom’s forces.

This is why the imps were dressed as jesters: John prototyped his Kernel with the harlequin doll, and whatever the other players prototype with will influence what forms the soldiers take. When the first Kernels reach the spires, the battlefield gets bigger and the war begins for real.

Oh, right -- and the forces of light are always destined to lose.

So what’s the point? Apparently, that’s for John to find out. For now, though, he needs to head towards Skaia, going through the first of seven Gates. The first Gate is situated directly above John’s house, but the others are going to be harder to reach. We now find out what all that Build Grist is for: To get to the Gate, they need to build the house higher to reach it. And then they can rescue John’s Dad, solve the ultimate riddle, and save the Earth from destruction!

...or not.

Nope, according to Nannasprite, Earth is doomed. Done for. Kaput. There is nothing they can do to save it.

John is pretty bummed about this. He isn’t cheered by Nanna’s assurance that he has a much more important purpose than saving the planet, although she fails to elaborate on that point and instead floats off to make cookies.

CHEL: I think here we earn another couple of points.

HURRY UP AND DO NOTHING: 2 HOW NOT TO WRITE A WEBCOMIC: 11 Failing the Turing Test - wherein the character has no reactions whatsoever While the emotional lives of characters should not be described in their every tiny wrinkle, characters must have emotional lives. When someone boos them off a stage, they should experience chagrin. When they fall from a tenth-storey window, they should feel alarm. The writer should not count on dialogue like “Yikes!” to get the point across.

Brief confusion and feeling “bummed out” by the news that one’s entire planet is doomed does not count as an adequate reaction. I’d expect more fear, more concern. As pointed out before, doesn’t John have any friends other than Dave, Rose, and GG? His Dad has friends, wouldn’t he be concerned for them on Dad’s behalf? If nothing else, more curiosity about this “more important” business?

BRIGHT: Now, I could actually buy this in some circumstances — John is a teenager, doesn’t seem to have close connections outside those we see on screen, and he’s been having one hell of a weird day. I wouldn’t be surprised if grasping the scope of destruction was simply beyond him at this point. It’s a lot to take in, and it’s only been a few hours since life went to hell in a handbasket — not to mention, he’s in an active combat zone. There’s a lot going on, and if he was to shove it out of his mind while he dealt with the immediate crisis, I could see that as pretty realistic.

Of course, that would depend on him actually reacting at some later point, when he had a chance to slow down and it could sink in. As it stands...well, if that does happen, we never see it.

CHEL: Does this also count as “Oh, Don’t Mind Him” for the How Not To score?

BRIGHT: I think so, yes.

CHEL: Then here it goes!

HOW NOT TO WRITE A WEBCOMIC: 12 Oh, Don’t Mind Him - where a character’s problems remain unexplored In real life, people are riddled with chronic problems that are not addressed for long periods of time, if ever. But in fiction, all problems are just the opening chords of a song. If there is a brother who has a problem with alcohol, a child who has lost her dog, or even someone whose car has simply broken down, the reader will worry about those people and expect the author to do something about it.

Technically, this could count for seven billion or so points, minus any people who successfully entered their own game sessions, but we don’t want to get out of hand here and it really only counts as one big problem.

However! I am very fond of this idea in theory. The obvious option would be that the purpose of the game is to save the player’s homeworld. We’ve all seen the “save the homeworld” idea in scifi and fantasy before. Here, the homeworld is beyond saving, but there is another option, and exploring that is the storyline. The forces of light cannot have a traditional victory; the protagonists must find a victory on the terms they have. It’s not a theme one sees often, and I like it.

FAILURE ARTIST: John and the other Beta Kids’ lack of angst of the destruction of their planet doesn’t stick out as much here as it will later when almost everything else is milked for angst.

CHEL: I’m not really sure the planet being destroyed is a great basis for a Rule-of-Funny-based story if that was what he was going for, to be honest. “Billions died, lol!”

[heartsforhoran]

In This Moment

A/N: Hey guys! So funny thing, this is my first imagine and it will most likely be my last. I’m not a Queen blog or anything but love Queen! I used to write imagines for Teen Wolf but ever since college started I’ve had no time for pretty much anything. It’s been a few years, so go easy on me. Thanks for reading!

The one where you wish you never met Roger

In this moment, you wished you’d never met Roger Taylor. You stood in the bathroom mirror at a pub in London. Your eyes stung as you began to wonder why you weren’t good enough. It’s not like you and Roger were even dating, so why did it hurt so bad?

In this moment, you wished you’d never met Roger Taylor on that cold evening in September.

It was late when you had decided you needed something to eat. Your friends had gone out, leaving you behind so you could finish your homework. You were so caught up in writing your essay you had missed dinner. You sighed heavily as you looked at the time.

12:00 A.M.

You grabbed a nearby jacket and slipped on a pair of converse. You left the house in your hoodie and a pair of shorts, not really caring about your appearance, because who would even be out this late?

You decided to walk to a nearby diner, it wasn’t even a mile away. As you neared the corner you bumped into something, hard. You fell back with a thud and let out a small whimper.

“Oh my god, love, are you alright?”

You looked up to meet the man who had such a beautiful accent. You were at a loss for words as you looked into his beautiful blue orbs. “Uh- y-yeah I’m alright.” You gladly grabbed his hand that he had reached out.

“What’re you doing out this late, anyways?” He questioned.

“I was writing an essay and lost track of the time. I forgot to eat dinner..” you looked away from his gaze and down at your feet.

“Perfect! I was trying to find a place to eat myself. Want to join me?” He asked wiggling his eyebrows, making you giggle. He held out his arm, indicating for you to link elbows. You gladly accepted his invitation.

Ever since that night, you two had become the greatest of friends. You two were nearly inseparable. You lost your train of thought when you heard a loud knocking on the door.

“(Y/N), love, you alright in there?”

You automatically knew it was Roger, there was no way he could know you were upset. He would never let it go until he got to the bottom of it.

“Y-yes Rog!” You sniffled as you slowly made your way towards the door.

“You’ve been in here for a bloody hour.”

You smiled and rolled your eyes at his exaggeration. It hasn’t even been 10 minutes. The smile slowly faded when you looked in the mirror again. You were just so tired.

You were tired of always being second. You were tired of being just friends, and nothing more. There was a time in which you thought Roger loved you back. But seeing him with her made you think otherwise. Watching them laugh and steal kisses made you physically ill.

“(Y/N), darling?” Your head snapped towards the door. “Don’t make me come in there, you know damn well that I will.”

“F-Freddie?” You stammered. “Can you come in here?”

“What the hell! I can come in too!” Roger all but yelled.

“Just Freddie.”

You watched the door slam wide open, but it wasn’t just Freddie. Roger stood right beside him. “Why the bloody hell can’t I come in? I’m your best friend!”

The choice of words caused your heart to sink to your stomach. Your throat burned and you fought back the urge to cry. Maybe it was the alcohol getting to you, but you needed to tell him what was going on. “Fine. Rog. You want to know why the hell I don’t want you in here! I’ll fucking tell you.” You took one last look in the mirror, and in this moment, you had no idea if telling the truth was worth losing your friendship. You felt a pair of hands grab at yours. You flinched at the contact, but melted in the touch once you realized it was Roger.

“Could you leave us, Fred?” Roger asked. Freddie nodded and winked at you. The door to the bathroom closed slowly. “What’s going on, (Y/N)? You can tell me anything.”

You sighed heavily, you were really going to do this. “Listen Rog... I-I don’t even know where to begin. This year has been both the best, and worst year of my life. I’ve done so many things I never thought I would do. You broke me out of my shell! I actually enjoy going to parties and meeting new people. You taught me how to love myself... it’s just that. I hate her.”

“Hate who, love?”

“That girl you’re with, and every other girl you bring to your shows. I just can’t...” you stopped, trying to find the right words. “I don’t want to do this anymore...”

“Do what? You’re starting to scare me (Y/N).”

You let out a shaky breath, “I love you, Rog. And I know there’s no way in hell you would ever feel the same about me-“

“Why’s that?” He asked before you could even finish your sentence.

“Because Rog. You’re you! You are wild and bring home new girls every night. You don’t want to settle, and you don’t want to settle with me because, well, I’m me. I’m not carefree and crazy like you! I’m not funny like you and...” you paused again, this time whispering, “I’m just not your type, and never will be.”

You looked at Roger, who was looking in the mirror. Little did you know that in this moment, he wanted to kiss you. In this moment, he wanted to hug you and tell you that everything would be okay. That you two, would be okay. But he also knew that you two would never be able to go back to just being friends, hell, he didn’t want that. He wanted to hold your hand 24/7. He wanted to cuddle with you and steal kisses from you. He wanted to be more than friends. God, he loved you. He loved the way you crinkled your nose as you laughed. He loved how you were so disciplined and responsible. He loved how much you cared about people. He loved you.

And it was in this moment that he realized he wasn’t good enough for you, and he would never be good enough for you.

[kpophousehold]

They Are Having A Fight With Their S/O

A / N: Long time not saw. Sorry about that, but I was busy with a bunch of stuff. But I now come back with my first Against so be gentle with me. Quickly I want to mention that I do not think necessary that all boys will act aggressively in any kind of form. In some reactions/scenarios, I used a scandal (talking about Sehun and his old party days) to just was not the same text for every of boys. So please understand that. If you want to part two of this scenario, let me know because I leave this on a cliffhanger if someone wants. Anyway ways, please enjoy!

Warning: Cursing

Genre: Against

Gifs are not mine!

*Disclaimer English is not my first language*

A/N: Playlist of song that I was like to hear when I write that and I think they fit here they are in age order if someone wants background music for reading.

Playlist:  Fear of the Water | So Cold |  Where's My Love |  The Story Never Ends |  Wild Enough |  Lose My Mind |  Leave a Light On |  Bruises |  In My Head

MASTERLIST 

Kim Minseok “Xiumin”

He was very busy with his upcoming comeback. So releasing some of his stress he contacts with some old friends from back home. He was sitting at with other boys waiting to Kyungsoo, Chanyeol and you bring food to the table. Junmyeon and the rest were busy discussing the upcoming schedule and listen to the funny story you tell them when you start eating. But even when he pretends to listen once in a while and respond to some questions Minseok attention was fully focused on his phone.

Non stop exchanging messages with his best friend. He was much lost on the bright screen that you decide to wave your hand in front of his eyes. “Minseokkie, baby put the phone down when we eat your dish getting cold”. You ask him gently. “One-moment Chinsun asks me when I will visit hometown.” His fingers quick moves his fingers on the screen with a smile when he received a response. While you swallowed water nervously before quietly speak “You again talk with her?” Your fingers clenched into a fist.

“Jagiya don't start this again”. He quick respond still doesn't take his eyes from his phone. “Starts again, what? That the other girl is trying to still you from me. And you just ask me to do nothing with this.” You say that a bit louder and all the boys look directly to the place where both of you sit.

“Stop again thinking that she flirts with me. You act very childish Jagiya” You look at him shocked. “Are you serious right now Kim Minseok. This girl nonstop talk with you suggesting that you fuck her. Because you with me, you do not notice this. But when I want to prove to you this, you say I am overreacting. Minseok what she should do to you finally see that. Maybe she should show naked in your bed to you finally understand that.” He just punched the dinner table and that scares you all.

“Stop accusing me of something that is not happening because I am here with you, right?” He intensely looks deep into your eyes. “Are you sure about that because all you do today is just looking at your phone and not even noticing me?” You say that quietly. He looks at you and says the words that he never should say. “Maybe if you act like Chinsun and nonstop talk about the stupid stuff, I will not have to talk with her instead of you.” You just gasp.

“Really, Minseok that's what you think. So maybe ask Chinsun to come here and not me.” He does not even look in your direction when you are quickly trying to dry the tears running down your cheeks. Everyone was sitting in complete silence, not knowing what to say when you decide to speak. “I will go now I have a morning shift tomorrow.“

“Noona, please stay you still not finish your meal” Quickly say Sehun. “No, I am not hungry anymore. Bye boys, Bye Minseok.” You step up from your seat when Chanyeol proposes you to drive you home. Minseok was just looking at the plate with anger. “This is what you will do?! You will walk out like a coward.” He says enough loud to you hear this. “What did you say?” You ask looking directly at him.

“I say you run away like a fucking child because someone told you that you’re exaggerating” He gets up from his place. “Hyung stop let her go home. You both will come down and talk about this tomorrow” say Junmyeon but Minseok stops him. “Do not interfere in not your business!” He said that Junmyeon in the most formal way how is possible. “Why you always like that Jagiya. You start a fight and run away. This is so fucking exhausting”

“This is what you think Minseok. That I am running away because I am childish and fucking exhausting” You came closer to him to just look in his eyes. But yours get watery. “I want to go, so maybe you will look at this situation from a different perspective. But I think you want to I actually pretend like nothing is happening and stay to listen all night how Chinsun is fucking better in everything than me.”

He listens to your words and saw how to hurt you are but being still angry he decides does nothing. “Did you finish?” He quickly responds. “Yeah, now you can go to Chinsun and congratulation to her that all of her manipulations work Minseok.” You kiss his cheek and go to the entrance where Chanyeol and Baekhyun were waiting for you.

He stays in the same position when Jongin quietly ask Kyungsoo ‘what just happens?’. Junmyeon stands up in front of him and starts talking to him. “Hyung, you should not talk to Y/N like that. She always takes care of you and us and never lies. So maybe you should listen to her and do not attack her…” Minseok silenced him with a gesture of his hand and go to his room. Laying down on the bed. He pulled up his phone and decide instead of a calling to you, he calls to Chinsun.

Kim Junmyeon “Suho”

Pressure. That's what he felt for weeks now. No, stop pressing by fans waiting for a comeback, trying to bring Yixing too be also part of it, taking more shows off his musical. Because his friend gets sick, training his voice to be always perfect. He is non-stop stressed and angry.

So only about what he was thinking today was to just lay down on his bed and go sleep. Quietly, after entering late night in the dorm, he gets to his room where he finds you. Just chilling in comfy clothes, watching some kind of movie and eating a snack.

Normally he will be in heaven seeing you like this. Clinging to your side and telling you how much he loves you, but now he was angry. That after so horrible day he can just relax in his own bed and go to sleep. You, on the other hand, want to join him when he just wants to be alone.

You know it that something is off because when he enters the room it not took him 3 seconds to disappear in his wardrobe for looking for fresh pajama bottoms (Come on only I think he like showing off his chest?). He goes to the bathroom and takes a long shower hoping that when he finished. You already will be asleep cause it was very late. But that's not happening because his odd behavior worried you.

“Why you do not sleep yet, it’s so late.” He growls at you so you know it he is angry but decided to ignore that. “I thought you wanted to talk about the things that bother you.” You look at him with open arms for him to cuddle when he just ignores you so you put your hand’s downs. When he lay next to you on the other side end of bad.

“I am tired Jagiya give me a break.” For the last time, he hopes that you will be quiet and give him space, but you still push him. “Junmyeon you can be like this if you have a problem you should talk about him with someone. And I am here for this babe.” You try to touch his back hoping that he will at least look at you.

But this small and gentle physical makes him furious. “You want to talk about problems Jagiya. You! You are the problem!” He looks in your direction your face immediately looked fear and shock. Junmyeon never screams at you like that, he barely screams like that on anyone. But today he was tired and angry.

“You know why Jagiya because all day I just want it to come back to home and fall asleep. But you. You decide that will be fun apparently to live in my room and not in your apartment. You spend here all of your free time. News to you this is my home! Mine and boys! Not your Y/N! Only what you like to do, it’s fucking pissed me off!”

You stand up from the bed and start collecting your stuff. You need to run away from him the fastest how this is possible. Your eyes already were wondering and a small sob exit your lips. But he apparently still did not end with you. “Now what? You will run away! So go! Go to the hell!“ He still was yelling at you, and you were not sure what to do.

You hear a small knock on the door. Apparently, one of the boys hears screams and decided to check if everything is alright. ”Junmyeon, baby…“ You just whisper, not knowing what to say to him.

“You still here! Leave me fucking alone or maybe you deaf and don’t understand that.” You open the door and meet with 8 boys. Some of them still sleeping and disoriented some shocked. You imminently run to the door, escaping from them when Yixing and Jongin run after you. Rest look at the leader who just gets up from bed to close the door.

He still was mad, so he threw the closest thing next to him into the wall. It was the frame that broke with the loud noise. Your picture with Junmyeon that you give him for your anniversary was laid on the floor cover with broken glass. Broken the same way like your heart.

Zhang Yixing  "Lay"

The entire fight starts from a simple thing, he overworked himself. Everyone knows we all have our limits, but unfortunately, your boyfriend denies them. And here you are in EXO dorm trying to convince Yixing to not go for another dance practice after coming back from one he finished.  All the boys were working so hard to make the best comeback in history, especially this will be the last comeback like OT9 for a while (Every time I remember that they soon the will be the establishment in the army makes me cry so hard).

Also the pressure, he was not with the boys during the last album. Makes him wants to show everyone he still is an EXO member. Like also that was worth it to wait for him for so long a time. Junmyeon told him a thousand times like the rest of his friends that the EXO-Ls. Will be excited and the album will be amazing, so he can a bit slow down just focused on his solo baby since will release first. This also was not great advice because of his large ambition. Felling that he has to show more and more and completely new sides of himself. To his fans, he gives 110% in everything he does.

So that’s why he doesn’t want to listen to his managers and his members. In an act of desperation, all of them asks you to try to persuade him and maybe help him relax a bit. You were sitting on the couch trying to figure out what words to use against your sheep.  You were so lost in your thought that you even not notice when all the boys come into the room. They all great with you and one by one sit on the couch trying to relax sore muscles. When Yixing just gives you a quick kiss and go to his room. To change his cloth and go to another dance practice.

You go after him and quietly close the door for the privacy. But before that, all the boys send you supporting eyes look hoping you will help his friend. You take a deep breath before starting the conversation with him. “Yixing baby, what are you doing?“You ask even if this is the most stupid question. When you already have to answer a front of your eyes but still hope. Maybe he will understand what he is doing to himself.

“I am taking my bag and I will go to the studio for practice my solo Baobei.” He gives an announcement like this is was not a big deal. Not like it will be a second long and exhaustive dance choreography training tonight. “Maybe today you will let go. Take a break. Instead of this, we go to dinner together what you think?” You place your hands on his neck pulling him to hug and kiss. His hands immediately were all over your body. “I will love to but I worry it no one else can create that dance I have in my head accept me” His voice was so calm and confident like he just tells you that grass is green and the sky is blue.

“Baobei you should take a break. Honey, you don’t want to make a repeat from 2016” (To those who are new EXO-Ls and don’t remember it was a time when as lovely Lay have overwork himself that he constantly has a collapse. If you want to see that nightmare go watch “Go Fighting!” to see how bad was. I still every time when I watch this episode my heart breaks) “That will not happen, baby, I am more careful now” He just smiles at you and leave a kiss on your temple.

“I don’t think Yixing you already not go overboard, you normally not giving your body too much time to rest. Now you do more not rest barely at all. You will overwork yourself or worst. What if again you will do something to your back. Remember how you were laid in bed for two months…” Your voice starts to break and become more and more quiet with each word.  While you try not cry a front of him.

“I will be fine, trust me.” He kisses you and starts pulling you away so he is able to go. But you quickly take his bag to stop him. “Please, don’t go!” You cry of frustration that he does not even spend the second to hear you out. “Baby stops this it’s not funny, I have to go now” His grab on the bag become tighter.

“Yixing please you know I will not beg you if I will be not to worry about you” You cry more and more the point. “Stop acting like a child Baobei, I love you, but this is my work. My career that I work so much on it and I will not give ANYONE takes her away from me. Even you. So you can cry how much you want But I WILL NOT CHANGE MY MIND! Nothing will happen to me and later you will regret all of your words that you say today. After seeing what I archive.” He grabs his bag with a lot more strength basically ripping her off from your hands. After opening the door, he ignores the worried eyes of his brothers and leaves them to go for another training. The moment when a front door close you have already been on your knees holds by Baekhyun. Crying out your soul because today your heart gets broken.

Byun Baekhyun “Baekhyun”

He has a friendly nature, even too much friendly. That sometimes he doesn’t know about it or maybe pretend not to see that. But this is not an explanation for him to non-stop flirting with other girls. You don’t mind him to flirt with his fans or once on while doing that with a random girl when he honestly doesn’t notice this.

But your patience has limits when he flirts with a waitress on your and his anniversary in front of your eyes. But not only with her basically every single girl around you both for an entire night. But not with you and that made you feel unattractive and insecure. So when you both come back to the dorm and seconds after you enter he starts kissing you and his hands start to wander and all over your body. You become furious.

“Baekhyun stop, I am not in the mood” You try to take his hands away from you, but he just holds you and starts kissing your neck. “Why not baby? We just have a very nice dinner you look amazing and I do not see you for a long time.”

He gives you another passionate kiss and moves to your neck when a small moan leaves your lips. “And now we will finish this night with some fun”. He bites you playfully but this time you were able to push him off. Baekhyun was in small shock for a second when he saw you are angry he decided to play with you. “Come one kitten you like when I bite you and I swear. I will not leave this time too many marks”

He says that with a smirk on his face and come close, but you stop him with your hand gesture. To get further to home passing by Kyungsoo, Junmyeon, Sehun, and Jongin who was sitting on the couch. But he was fast enough to catch you before you get to his room. He gently turns you to look into his eyes “What’s wrong with you today, normally you do not act like this?” Now his face it was not anymore playful but very serious.

“Act like what Baekhyun?” You took your arm from his hand. “Maybe I will not like that if my boyfriend does not have me an entire night in his ass when we supposed to celebrate our love. Maybe that is the reason?” He again tries to pull you for hugs but you stay stubborn. “What you talking about?“

“I eat with you delicious dinner. We were talking all night and everything was normal so I don’t understand why you so mad.”  He combs his hair with a hand when he was muttering to you. “I think Baekhyun you mistake me with the waitress because you talk with her, not with me” He again came close to you with a playful smile. “My kitten is jealous? You are so hot when you so angry like that baby”

“Baekhyun stop it’s not funny anymore. I‘m seriously pissed off at you” His facial expression change from playful puppy to very restricting. “Why you are so mad Jagiya? I don’t get it maybe I talk with her because I want to be nice and you already assuming that I flirt with her” He sits on the couch next to the boys and stole some popcorn from a bowl. “You should chill a bit Jagiya this seriously start getting annoying”.

“Annoying, I am irritating you. I never mind your friendly relationship with fans. When you flirt with EXO-Ls when you work and once in a while. But you do this nonstop, but I am sick and tired of this. Every time we go out you flirt with all girls but not with me. It’s like…” He stops you. “I always flirt with you Jagiya and I never ignore you”

“Give her finish.” Says Junmyeon who got in leader mode already trying to stop the fight when she just starts. “You even not give me the opportunity to explain myself” It hurt you and you feel helpless at this moment.

“Because you don’t need Jagiya. If I will not love you, you and I will be not fucking together with you  so stop insinuating something it was not happening.” His words hurt you very much. You only want to explain your feelings nothing more. Tears start falling off your cheeks. Jongdae immediately gets up and hugs you when Baekhyun does not even look in your way and being too busy watching the screen of tv.

“I love you Baekhyun but I don’t know if I can take this anymore” You sob to the chest of Jongdae who trying to calm you down. “I will drive you home.” Says Sehun already next to you when your boyfriend doesn’t even move from his position. “You should say something, talk with her” Tell him Junmyeon. “Drive her to home!” He said to Sehun pointing door for you. “Maybe when she will get some sleep. She will act normal and not like fucking jealousy beast. When tomorrow her hormones will drop a bit.”

After these words, you just leave with Sehun and Jongdae. To only hear like Junmyeon and Chanyeol start to condemn him for his behavior towards you. When you were crying out your heart because of your boyfriend.

Kim Jongdae “Chen”

Jongdae loves you very much. But also he still has feelings for his ex-girlfriend. This was the reason you were so mad when he cancels your date with him. To meet with her. The person who tries to force you to break up with him to take your place.  

“You are overreacting Jagiya” He puts his practice bag on the floor to come and hugs you. But being so angry, you reject his effort to affection relative you. “Why are you angry? Nothing happens”. You stared at him like a doe looks into the light from a car. “Nothing happens?!” Your hand is in your hair trying to understand if he is serious right now. “You meet with your ex-girlfriend! When we supposed to go on date Dae!” You take a deep breath to come down.

“I barely see with you… Because soon you are on a comeback so I do not ask you for much. Only one date that you requested” Both of you sat on his bed and he cups your face. You clung to his hand and kiss her, his eyes become soft. “I know, baby. I don’t have too much time for you because of my work. But I will find the way, to make it up this to you”.

He gently kisses you it took you second late to you give him kiss back. Minutes later his phone ring with the noise that he receives a message. He quick stops this session of affection to check the phone if the choreographer does not switch again the time of training. But seeing how his eyes change from normal to euphoric you know it, that is another message from her. You quickly get up from the bed and start to collect your things. Including all the essential as it supposed you to stay with him for the night. “Where are you going?” He grabs your hand trying to understand what’s happening.

“You will give me attention only to the minute she will not let you another message, right?” You quickly pull your hand from his. “Baby it’s just text. Don’t be like that” He caught your hand and try to take the bag from you. “Apparently I can be with you alone only for just for 5 seconds” Grabbing jeans from his chair you put them on under his oversize hoodie. “You know that I have answered messages and phone calls and is not my fault that she wright to me” He gets a bit annoyed, but he still controls himself because this situation is funny for him.

“You have a right. Maybe is not your fault that she texting to you. Knowing that I am with you right now. To just make us fight with each other. Until she wins you back after we break up” He looks at you and quicks pulls you to the hug. “What you talking about? Hmm… You talk like she is creating some kind of Masterplan. Like the villain from the movie”. He leads you back again to the bed to sit but this time he pulls you on his laps.

You imminently clench to him like a koala and hide your head in his neck. “I know is not possible for you to not see with her because she also works for SM, but…” You stop and look in his eyes. “When the last time I came to visit you on your dance practice. When I was in the restroom. I heard how she was telling other Unnies that will do everything to we not being together, only to she can back with you. Because I am not good enough for you like also I am not an idol. So you soon will realize that and break up with me. And she will make sure that will happens”.

He looks at you confused, shocked and angry. “You’re not an overreacting Jagiya maybe you wrong understand her” He kisses your temple, but your muscles tense up. “I know this sound crazy, but I know what I hear it”. You took his hands. “But I…” Took a deep breath. “Never tells you, but she bullies me when you not looking. This is true, she once…” He looks into your eyes like you were crazy and his muscles tense up too. “She is one of the kindest people I know” He shakes his head. “She will never do things like that”.

“Why you again defend her?! Maybe she is the nicest person when you are around. But I saw how she treats some of her members Jongdae. She is a sociopath”. He took you from his laps. “You should stop right now Jagiya. Not accuse anybody like that, who you fucking don’t even know!” You were shocked that he screams at you like that. Just seconds ago, you felt happy in his arms. Now you feel like the stupidest person in front of him. Your eyes get wet so you have a problem with seeing him. Because everything gets so blurry.

“Maybe you do not know her too well Jongdae.” You gentle whisper when you picked up your bag. “I hope soon you will see the truth before I will stop fighting over you” Jongdae looks on you pissed off when you close the door behind. In the hall, you have met with Kyungsoo who just back from his filming. "Hi Y/N you not staying over today?” You squeeze your bag and sob harder. “Hey, are you okay?” He looks at you confused when you put on shoes. “Where are you going Y/N? Hey, it’s okay. Why are you crying?” He hugs you when you start increasingly crying. Knowing something happened between you and Jongdae. He took you to his room where you told him what happens. After a while, Soo decides to drive you home and stays with you because you were completely in mess.

Park Chanyeol “Chanyeol”

Channie likes extreme sports and outdoor activities. Basically living his life fullest and you never were against that. To the minute he is responsible and careful. But lately, he and some of his friends start crossing the line doing more and more dangerous staff without any preparation. At that how all the fights between you two starts. From your worries about his health, safety, and career.

“Chanyeol I’m just saying that I am worried about you. Just don’t do stupid things. You sit on his bed when he was changing his clothes. “You don’t know what is fun Jagiya. He again changes because he was not happy how he was looking. “It’s the difference between have fun and be safe than be stupid.” You don’t want to fight with him and piss him off, but you will not sit and watch when he will do something foolish.

“Why you can like other boys’ girlfriends don't make problems about stuff like that. Only you see something wrong in here.” You look at him trying to bite yourself in tong to not say something wrong. “Maybe other girlfriends don’t care enough about their boyfriends so they send them to death” He sighs loudly when he sits next to you. “You are mad at me because you don’t trust me”

“It’s not what I’m saying Chanyeol!” You frustrated because of a nonstop fight about the stuff that he should now by himself already. “If they decide to jump from the bridge you will do the same? You get up from the bed to look at him on the same eye level. “Why are you talking like my mother?” He stops himself before saying something that he will regret.. “Maybe I will not act like her if my boyfriend understands that drawing super fast on a motorcycle on the busy streets of Seul in the night is dangerous!”

“Jagiya! It’s just faster scooter I will be fine.” He gets up to hug you. “Besides, you remember when I make my license for scuba diving you not even make a single comment.” He kisses your forehead. “So chill out a bit” You pull yourself from his hug enough to see his face. “Yeollie it’s not like I was not nervous and worry because I will always be. Cause, I love you” You kiss him deep wanting to he remembers what you want to say to him. But he not exactly understands what you want to say cause his mind wonders as his hand on your body.

“Channie” stop I want to say something to you. When you were getting a license, you have an instructor all the time near you. And now it will be no one to make sure you do not do something stupid. You hide your face in his chest because tears already collect in your eyes. He sighed again hugging you closely. “Minjun did that a million times he knows how to do this so we will be fine”

“It’s no the same” You hug him harder “Knowing how something work is not meant that you know how to do something like this. You say angry draining your eyes with a hand. “Put yourself in my situation Chanyeol. What if I told you I will jump from an airplane with a parachute because I watch some tutorial on YouTube and a couple of action movies. To finally tell you I will be fine!” “You were so frustrated and upset at this moment so everything to stop him.

“I’m done listen to your stupid arguments what I should or what not should do!” He also was tired nonstop dragging this topic. He just wants to go out and have with friends. Not listen to the complaints of his girlfriend. He starts collecting his stuff to go out when you desperately hug him from the back. “Please don’t go just stay with me. I have bad feelings about this.“ You cry in his back. “Don’t act like a child, baby. I’m going to do this either you like it or no. This is my life! I’m done by hearing from everyone what to do. From some of EXO-Ls, my managers, company and more. I am sick of hearing Chanyeol do this, do that, act like this. I’m not the toy for you all!”

He gets mad, so he breaks your hug to pick his backpack. “I thought you would be the one that will not do this to me. That you will love me for everything and not try to change me.” His eyes also start tearing but he did not let them run. “I love you. I just…” He kisses your forehead one more time. “I know, but I won’t do something to myself.” He quickly uses his thumbs dry your tears and go out of his room. Leaving you crying hysterically. That's how finds you, Minseok. Completely in mess and feeling so numb and empty.

Do Kyungsoo “D.O.”

Kyungsoo is a very quiet person and loves his privacy a lot. So still many people don’t even know that he is an over a year in a relationship with you. Because of his busy schedule with shooting drama you like always meet at the dorms. He just comes back from a long day on set and cuddles with you on the couch. Like always you both discuss your day when finally he tells you the news that you wish never hear.

“Wait, what did you say? Tell me this again because I think do not understand” You quickly stand up from the couch to look at him. He was completely serious when he repeated the same sentence like just a second ago. “I just say that I will pretend that I am in a relationship with the lead actress to promote a drama” You look at him doesn’t know what to do.

“Are you listening to yourself Soo?! How you can just sit in here and say something like this. If that will be not a big deal” Your hand gets into your hair trying to understand his way of thinking. “Come down. We will just hold each other hands, sometimes go out together and look each other in the eyes. It’s not different from acting so relax” You look at him a completely blank expression. “Are you serious right now?”

He gets up from the couch to hold your hands. “I will not kiss her like in drama outside of the set I promise you this” He hugs you but you do not the same thing.  “And this has been some kind of reward for me that everybody will talk about my boyfriend is in a relationship with a different girl than me” You let go his hands and go to the kitchen to drink a glass of water. Hoping that this will comes you down.

“Don’t overreact Jagiya it’s not so big deal.” You put an empty glass to a counter near you. “How this supposed to be no big deal? How you can say that?” Your voice starts cracking you barely hold your tears. “You know that If I want to have more roles to the choice of. I have to have big promotions. One of the products of drama will direct the movie that I really want to be cast in” He picks your chin to you look at him. “You know that I love you. Right? And only you” He left a gentle kiss on your lips and hugs you and this time you cling to him more.

“I understand this but I…” You cry into his shoulder. How you can’t tell him you want to he works on what he loves to but how could agree to something like this. “Why you say ‘yes’?” You look in his eyes. “Jagiya?”  You let him go to stand alone as your tears you down on your face.

“Why you say ‘yes’ without telling me about this, that you even consider something like that.” He wants again hugs you but you don’t want another hug. You just want to he not agrees on something like this. “Do you seriously have to do it this?”

“Jagiya, baby, I promise you that will be only one, maybe two months.” You use the palms of your head to dry running tears from your face. “Why do you want to lie your fans? Your EXO-Ls?” He gets closer to you “Y/N, baby” You stop him with a gesture of your hand “Why you play the game that they imposed on you. What they want to give you Kyungsoo. That you, become them puppet!” His eyes get wider“I am not they puppet Y/N! But now I have to think about my career!” He screams at you from his own frustration.

“So why you don’t want to be judged by your talent and not popularity?!” He strongly punches the countertop that the glass you put a couple minutes ago jump with a loud noise. All boys turn to so the place that both of you stand. “You don’t understand how is spent, your early 20 and youth in the industry. Where everyone looks at you and how important is my career. Without her…” He stops himself to say louder than what he really thinks. “Without her, you will be nothing. It’s not true Soo. Your career does not make you who you are. Only yourself can make you who you want to be. And laying the people that care about you for years will not help you with your insecurities“ He looks in your eyes with even more anger.

“Just leave before we both say something that later we will be regretted” You look at him last time and come close to whisper to him. “I think you say this already, but you don't regret them” You left him in the kitchen when all the boys look at you don’t know what to say. You quick exchange goodbyes with them and last time look at Kyungsoo. Before you give him a space to make his mistakes by himself without you.

Kim Jongin “Kai”

Work, work, work. That's how is looking your boyfriend schedule from past weeks. So you were worried about him. To make sure at least, he eats good food you cook for him tasty meals. Clean his room and wash his clothes to be fresh for the next training. To he knows you care about him and love him.

But one day when you bring fresh food for him and his bandmates you do not expect that love of your life will snap at you. For taking care of him. “Y/N how many times I told you to not act like my mom!” You were a bit shocked by his anger towards you. “I know, but I just want to make sure you are fine” You immediately look down to avoid his intense eyes. “So don’t do that Jagiya I am talking seriously. All other boys and even dancers not having a girlfriend who comes to them with food every single day!”.

He quickly looks his Hyungs and Dongsaeng eating food who glare at him because he raises his voice. He shows them with hand gestures that everything is fine. So he takes out outside the dance studio.

“I am worried about you Jongin.” You say quietly when you finally stand outside the room. “That's why I do this… You work so much that barely come back home. You aren't resting and do not spend time with me so I… I just want to see if you are completely fine.” You were honest with his so you look in his eyes to see a reaction from your words. But he clenched his teeth.

“We see each other every couple of days when you come to sleep at the dorms.” Tears are gathering in your eyes. “Because you call to me only for a quickie so that you can release a stress. After being done, you fall asleep from exhaustion. So you think it means that we spend time together.” He doesn’t know what to say for a second. “But you know it about this when you start dating with me. That I will not with you every time you call me!” He screams.

“I know it this well Jongin. Your carrier and fans will be your priority. But not always was like that.” You stop for a second to find the right words to describe him your feelings. “Not long time ago, you will be so happy that I came to see you. You also not long time ago when I tell you that you overworking yourself. You will stop practicing for rest a bit or end the day off work. And now I feel like I am nothing to you. Or just…” Your words stuck in your throat. “Just like what Jagiya?!“

“Some kind of toy to you!” You say it finally loud and tears go down from your cheeks.  “You are not the toy Jagiya” He hugs you gently. “But I don’t like you being here all the time” You shake your head and you broke free from his arms. “You talk like I will be here 24/7 but I am coming here for less than 5 minutes and I am gone” You look in his eyes one more time and regretting this because they are angry. But you need to say some staffs loud. Because no one else will do this.

“This is the stressful and painful year for you. A lot of stuff happens, but…” You gently touch his face and leave a gentle kiss on his lips even when he did not respond to this small affection. “I love you Jongin and this means that I care about you, boys, your family and everything that is involved in this, like your fans. I am sorry that you don’t feel the same right now.” You hug him, but he has not even switched his position for a millimeter.

“Because you do not take care of yourself. I want to do this for you. You deserve to not be strong all the time Jongin.” You cry in his chest because you miss him. Your smiling lovely bear not this mad person standing in front of you. Just second you thought he will hug you back, he pushes you from himself.

“Stop being so clingy Jagiya! I have to back to practice boys are waiting for me.” He pushes you and that hurts you more than his words. “I will see you in dorm later” You whisper, putting your purse on the shoulder. “Don’t bother yourself for coming I don’t need so pathetic you” You look at him trying to hold his hand so he at least explains himself, but he rejects you.

“I told you already Jagiya and I will not repeat myself! Go to your home! Don’t bring me any more food! Don’t come, do not call and leave me fucking alone, you are so fucking needy that it makes me sick! So go! And get the hell out of my eyes!” Your tears falling when he opens the door to a practice room and 8 pairs of eyes just look at him. When the door closed for a long, no one was here music. Only screams of members who were fighting over with Jongin. To finally leave him an empty room. The same like your heart.

Oh Sehun “Sehun”

Everything starts very innocently with Sehun. Out with his old friends to a club for some party. Being still young, no one makes a problem to him that once he was late to the session in the studio after being out all night. But since that night a just past entire month and your boyfriend do not stop to go in the club, events, and meetings with his friends. Maybe you all wasn’t so angry at him if he not back drunk most of the time and sometimes not go back home at all. When next morning should be in SM studio working on new songs.  

In the beginning, all the EXO members defend him and apologize constantly to staff members for being not able working normally. But when Junmyeon gets a call by heads of SM Entertainment to explain why the Maknae is not in the best form. All the boys were done with this. But after hours of discussion between them and you. They all decide to give the youngest one more chance. For you to last time try to convince him to change before they will stop protecting him.

“What if he will not listen to me?” You look at all of his worrying brothers. “Trust me, you the first and last person that he will listen to Y/N” Tell Minseok gently seizing your shoulder for comfort. Knowing that your boyfriend will not back soon at home. You decide to meet with him halfway.

After a couple of texts, you receive the address of the club where he was. A short time after in a dress that looks great on you. Baekhyun and Yixing decide to drive you to the place of the meeting making sure nothing will happen to you. Ready to meet with him you get to the club where he is already waiting with a huge smile on his face. He immediately gives you, a kiss on the temple. “I happy that you here I missed you so much”. Take you to the VIP section in the club he orders a drink and places you on his lap. “I miss you too, baby”. You whispered to him when he was so happy finally giving you a kiss that even not notice how weak and sad your voice was. You more will prefer to spend time with him and Vivi on the couch in the dorm Not in a noisy club.

“Sehunie we need to talk” He was too much busy to kiss you expose shoulder that notice you talk to him. For courage, you drink your drink and make another attempt, this time gently pushes him to look at you. “Baby, can we go to some more private place?” His eyes were dark when he quickly stands up with you and took you to the nearest bathroom.

Thinking that you are really needy like he is. Imminently after door close push you to the wall and start kissing and wander his hands all over your body. “Babe, stop I want to talk with you” While he lives you a hickey on the neck you gently tap his shoulder to stop him. He doesn’t care too much continue his activities. “Sehun I am starting to worry…” You do not finish your sentence when another moan comes out of your lips. “Don’t think about others just focus on me. No one will notice that we are gone for while a baby girl.”

When he kisses you passionately you know that you need to stop this fast by grabbing his face and pull him off from you. “Maybe they have already noticed. Sehun everybody worried about you even your fans start understanding something is wrong. You haven't prepared and nonstop tired at the concerts” you took a deep breath and touch his cheek when his hands were still on you. “SM, boys and me we are worried and we are afraid for you. You should…”

He lets you go and walk away from you. “You too, Jagiya starting this!” He got mad. “I have to find sometimes the way to let go some steam and pressure, okay? You don’t know what to be a Maknae. Nonstop working doesn’t have time to have fun!” He threw and brake the soap dispenser near your legs. “No one says that you don’t deserve a break and go out with your friends, but Sehun… We all worry about you and care…” He came close to you seeing him in fury like this you were a worry that he can do something to you. But he just unlocks the door.

“Fucking stop! If you decide to talk shit like that go to the fucking small shitty apartment of yours and stay in there. I’m sick and tired of your whining. Just fucking leave and stay away from me!” That was the last words from your boyfriend after you leave him all alone in the club toilet.

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Okay, so that was my first against I hope you like it and enjoy it.  If you want a continuation of this story, let me know. And again thank you to being patient with me. See you next time! #Let'sLove