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[tigitaldurtle]

one of my friends said that Mabel should have gotten more angry in the finale and as someone who relates to Mabel and also has an interesting relationship to anger i have to AGREE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[monodramatic-cannibal]

Alloy's ref

Info post about Memento Cadre

more info under cut

-Uses He/Him may also use They/Them

-head canon voice: 

-Reason for his name: Alloy - "a metal made by combining two or more metallic elements, especially to give greater strength or resistance". Since he had made a deal with his au's Chara, and also the fact he joined Memento Cadre as well can be seen as him getting stronger outside the confinement of his au.

-Weapon coded. Something to be controlled, Is slowly working to try to get rid of this mindset. Alloy is trying to catch up on the life he never got to live, but Alloy can never go back to how he once was, and pushes to fight, to get rid of the problems that stand in Memento Cadre’s way. The ones in Memento Cadre being his weilders, those who can command him. 

-Made a deal with his au Chara, in an effort to see something new, as all the resets basically played the same and messed with his mind over the years, him being killed an undefined amount of times. He didn’t want to make this deal but made it out of both boredom and desperation, paired on with his broken mind at the time. 

-Has been through multiple geno runs with the Chara, basically playing their game, doing it over and over again, using his magic to teleport and kill different monsters in different orders to see if anything new happens. But one day things just snapped, after killing everyone again, he said to delete the world, to finish what was started, that there's nothing left for them to see. As he broke down the last of what he truly felt of ‘Sans’ leaving him and deciding to become nameless, to let Sans die in the world. He decided to take matters into his own hands to delete the world himself, he had the determination for it. But Chara out of spite gave him their DT, which erased them and nameless deleted the world, but due to how much DT he now has he persisted in this dead world, his soul refusing to die, refusing to let go. He would flip between his stages in the blank world, his negativity getting the attention of Omen (Nightmare). In which Omen took him and gave him a new name, citing ‘I have to call you something’.

-Is unsure on why Omen took him from the au. Never got an answer from him, has a feeling it’s just because Omen at the time needed someone to do the work he didn’t want to do.

-Unlike the og Killer, Alloy only has 3 stages. He originally did have 4 but over a long period of time in the Memento Cadre group he slowly lost that 4th stage as he never reached it. And very few times he tends to reach stage 3 now. 

-Stage 1: (Mostly in this stage) Red/white upside down heart soul, slightly brighter eyelights than stage 2. Before Memento Cadre/a bit into joining: In this stage his emotions (normally his negative emotions) are heightened, in this stage it’s almost akin to a moment of clarity, well more like a moment of torture. Getting flashbacks of everything he’s been through before leaving the au. Feeling emotions such as shame, fear, hopelessness. In this stage he will listen to those he views above him almost like a zombie, but will often stop listening after a bit since he will get stuck in his own head, missing his au how it used to be, missing his brother, missing his friends. Often in this stage he will refuse to fight anyone, even if it gets him or others hurt, he’s most likely to run from a fight in this stage, but in this stage if pushed enough it may activate his stage 3. Though after joining Memento Cadre stage one has been less about his negative emotions, and more about trying to focus on the here and now, about the family he now has within the group. About him trying to repair what little of him is there, and trying to build himself up into a person again rather than an object. So it really is a 50/50 split in this stage if he’s going to be negatively effected by it or not. 

-Often flips between stage 1 and 2. 

-Stage 2: (Mostly in this stage) Solid target soul, dull eyelights. The stage he most feels like himself, ‘himself’ being somewhat violent and viewing himself as a tool, though he can have quite a few moments where he doesn’t see himself as a tool. Is quite desensitized to forms of violence, often viewing violence as a game. He doesn’t mind getting hurt, nor does he mind getting his hands dusty. With all the time he spent with Chara he learned to be very observant of those around him, especially since he’s in a group of murderers, sure he feels he can trust the rest of Memento Cadre but this observation has been ingrained into him. Often times in this stage he may be a bit detached from his emotions. Though from spending time with Memento Cadre he’s slowly been shown to display genuine emotions, often positivity due to having the group be his new family/friends. Can be somewhat ‘trigger-happy’, often one of the first to jump to fight, still following the long dead Chara’s command to get rid of any threats to his goal, or in this case get rid of any threats to the team. In this stage he goes back and forth between being chatty or being quiet. Will often do things that may hurt others, sometimes does these things to the others in the group as well. He does these things either out of boredom, curiosity, or ‘we’re just codes and scripts so nothing matters, so why should I care what I do.’ He will often act similar to the average Sans in terms of 'chill lazy a bit of an idiot', when in reality he's very observent and aware of the situation, often being a few steps ahead of everyone else. 

-Stage 3: (not in this stage too often) Wavy target soul, no eyelights DT tears sometimes dripping out of his eyes. In this stage he’s more DT instinct driven. More manic, will attack most things that move/appear to be alive, including the rest of Memento Cadre, it’s like he’s unable to process that those are his family/friends. Will often do whatever it takes to kill something, even if it means being on the brink of death himself. Even with several broken bones he will act like he isn’t hurt whatsoever. Just will act like a cornered pray animal that has nothing left to do but fight, it’s not pretty, and unpredictable movements. Going into this stage can be triggered via a variety of things, but mostly is triggered by negative emotions being too much for him to handle. Either it be negative emotions brought on by stage 1, or emotions from a fight.   

-In other words in stages 1+2 when around the team he’s normally relatively emotionally decent enough to function, but he is also somewhat of a high maintenance person, needing people to check up on him every so often. 

-The DT tears on his face have permanently stained his face, so he seems to permanently have tears on his face.

-Due to the DT tears his vision has been permanently damaged. Most of his vision is blurry, but his vision gets worse in stage 3 due to the tears.

-Has DT flares, most of them are pretty bad, often having visions of his previous life. Often Omen (Nightmare) has to take Alloy away from the others and take him to a dead au. Omen never leaves Alloy there, and stays by Alloy. Omen never really tries to talk Alloy through it as he knows Alloy will not listen to it.

-Is LV 16, wants to gain more LV but Omen tries to not let him kill others. 

-Works with guns since joining Memento Cadre. Often has some form of hand gun on him at all times when away from the base. 

-In terms of magic he has a relatively good mastery over his magic bones/blasters/teleporting. But mainly focuses on knife summoning which is an ability he gained from his Chara. His mastery over his magic is directly tied to sound though (see sentences below) He has a rather strange set of magic in terms of it can react to sound. E.g. if he listens to music he can match his speed to it. It’s like everything for him sinks up with the beat of the song, being able to use this to then know when to avoid attacks, use it to boost his speed to go with the tempo of the song. (Think of Hi-Fi Rush). He wears wired head phones for this music though, so can be cut from the music if the wire is cut. His soul will often pulse to the beat of whatever he’s listening to, so if people observe him they may be able to follow this beat by watching his soul. When not listening to any sort of music/sounds his magic mastery takes a hit, often struggling with controlling it. 

-Has 2 cats, A large brown tabby cat around 3 years old, and a orange tabby cat who is around 5 months old. (Note to self: give the cats a name) He wants another cat, but Omen tries to convince him out of it. Saying unless he (Alloy) can convince the others to also want another cat he won’t let him get one till everyone agrees. 

-Will often hang out with Orca, after a few interactions with Orca he quickly realized Orca was relatively clueless for a Sans. So has taken to slightly messing with Orca whenever he can, or just showing Orca things that most other Sans’s know/have been through. Will often try to get Orca to look after the cats when he can’t since he knows Orca has a soft spot for animals.

-Closest to Cleaver (Horror), as Cleaver treats him well. Mainly because Cleaver is the one who is the most aware of his (Alloy's) emotions being all over the place or not there at all. Cleaver is often the one to check up on him.

-Him and Omen have a semi confusing relationship. He knows Omen took him from his au for a specific reason. He has several theories on why. But he also feels that the reason for him being here has changed over the years as the team grew.

Inspos:

-Chai from (high fi rush), mainly leaning into his music based magic.

-Metals, specifically alloy, reasoning is one of the first points in his info about his name.

-This post about the stages , though I had to mess with the stages a little bit for Alloy to fit the au rather than canon.

[dearlexies]

if you are a REAL ENGENE read this until the end, it's long but so so important!!!

I need Engenes to start supporting enhypen the same way they do with us, and I'm being serious.

I warn you that there will probably be some spelling mistakes because English is not my first language, but honestly at this moment I don't give a damn about that I just hope you understand what I have to say.

I'm so tired of seeing other fandoms talking bullshit about the boys, and dragging the group and members at every opportunity. This is not the first, the second, third and definitely won't be the last one. I'm not saying for us to be like them but for us to start being better, and not in a way that they talk shit about enhypen and we just let it happen without saying a word but in a way that they talk shit and we show the results!!!

WE ENGENES are the ones who make them break records, WE ENGENES are the people who should support them on this path, WE ENGENES are the people responsible for voting and streaming their music and honestly we are not doing this well. Romance : Untold was a perfect album, and Sunghoon said he expected to get 3 wins with this album; instead we only got one. and sometimes it feels like it was purely luck. we had a goal for the XO mv to have 40M views on the first month, now 3 months have passed and we are still at 33M. XO and BTHB had the chance to trend on tiktok and we let it pass. How do you expect Enhypen to be known? Honestly Belift doesn't promote them too much, and in the few times that it happens y'all let it pass and act like it didn't happen. So the only ones who can ACTUALLY promote the group are us engenes.

The ones on Tik Tok are useless, most of them don't vote, don't stream, don't watch mvs, are only there for interactions and comment "who's your bias??" at every video. The ones on Twitter are fighting with each other all the time. The few on Tumblr are only here for fanfics. And not to mention the fake engenes that are LITERALLY telling us to boycott the group which is honestly the worst thing we can do for them!!!!

So please, all I'm asking is for y'all started acting as a FANDOM. we need to unite, connect, whatever, to help the boys to grow. Can we please do this???

ENHYPEN already warned us that next year's schedule will be super busy, that means they already know their plans and have accepted the challenge. We should match their pace in terms of working hard all year. ENGENEs I ask you, are you ready?

let's support them with whatever we can and I ask all the Engenes to kindly stream we need to go on a steaming lockdown. Every Engene who come across this comment kindly stream to their fullest, collect rewards for music shows, Stream music videos etc.

But let's not start it next year, let's do it NOW!!! as we know enhypen will probably have a comeback in November so download higher, all charts, idol champ, mubeat, mnet plus, upick and star collecting for the voting, you don't need to download all of them just one or two is already good enough to help. Just download the app, do your attendance, watch some ads, and when the voting stars just vote for enhypen, simple like that. We have one month to collect so when it starts we're ready.

ENHYPEN has a chance to take AOTY to this year's MAMA, we urgently need to increase streams in romance:untold, listen to the album as much as possible, let's give them this award, please!!! Moonstruck is kinda trending on tiktok right now so let's keep it that way post videos with the songs, do edits, dance challenges etc

and also, enhypen is the only bg of the 4th generation to have four songs with 300M on spotify and I know in the future there will be many more, but right now we need to make given-taken have 200M on Spotify so here are some playlists for Romance Untold and Given-Taken

R:U & Given-Taken 2 hours

Given-Taken to 200M

Given-Taken to 200M + XO focus

Romance Untold 8 hour stream

as Engenes we need to support our boys they not rookie's anymore they are Senior now. They have big goals in 2025 ENGENES need a mindset like ENHYPEN.. ENGENES also need a Big Goals to our boys like Deasang!!!! let's work hard

[ciel-bell]

My thoughts on Shinjiro and the changes made in P3P

I wrote this analysis to post on reddit, where I feel like the sentiment towards the changes made to Shinjiro's arc in Persona 3 Portable are more negative. But I thought it was worth posting here as well.

Long post under the cut:

(Major spoilers for Persona 3 up to October 4th.)

The changes that Persona 3 Portable made to Shinjiro and Akihiko’s arcs by allowing you to save Shinjiro from death are understandably controversial. I completely get why people don’t like that change, and think it cheapens the game’s messages of death or ruins Akihiko’s arc. However, I’d like to explain why I think it makes the story work better in other ways.

Persona 3 deals with the acceptance of our inevitable deaths, of course, but the enjoyment of the lives we have is a key part of this. The game tries to depict the dangers of not just accepting, but almost worshipping death through the Nyx cultists that show up later through the game.

Shinjiro’s outlook on life is not as extreme as these characters, but can still be compared to them. I think that he can be best compared to Chidori: both live their lives with the overwhelming knowledge of their imminent deaths, avoiding connection with others because of it. They’ve basically both resigned themselves to living as if they are already dead, with Chidori following Takaya’s orders and not ever considering another way of living; and Shinji not acting or helping SEES until his past regrets are staring him directly in the face, making him feel like there’s absolutely no other choice.

But while Chidori connects with Junpei and manages to feel the joy she’d pushed away, even if it’s only in the last few moments of her life, Shinjiro just… dies. He doesn’t have a moment where his views are questioned or challenged. He doesn’t grow past his passivly-suicidal mindset. His way of “living” is never questioned. He dies as he planned, even saying “this is how it should be” as his last words.

This is probably entirely intentional.

Shinjiro’s death serves as a cautionary tale for Ken on how his life could turn out if he keeps devoting himself single mindedly to hate and revenge, without letting himself live and love others. The resolution Shinji never got in life is transferred onto Ken.

However, I don’t think that this works as well as Shinji reaching that conclusion himself. Ken’s character arc is kinda... abandoned after this point? He comes to the conclusion that he wants to keep living in a way that Shinjiro didn’t get to, and then… that’s it. He’s pushed to the side for the rest of the game. (I feel like the movies fix this, but I want to focus on the games for now.) Ken’s social link in P3P tries to address this by focusing on him deciding what kind of life he wants to live as the next step of deciding that he wants to live. But, uh, the SL takes a turn at rank seven or so, messing with the development it was trying to set up, and cementing it one of the most uncomfortable social links ever lol.

In P3P’s main story Ken gets most of the same development that he gets in the other versions, but Shinjiro gets more character alongside him.

This character, whose every aspect is so intertwined with death and his coming end, from his Persona’s design to his relationships to others to his every line of dialogue, is forced to live. His social link is basically him getting his last will and testament in order. He tries to get the members of SEES to take care of themselves, because he knows no one else will do it when he’s not there. His second to last rank is just him asking Kotone to talk with him as long as possible, so that he can be content with that last happy moment with her before he dies. In his last rank, he asks Kotone to take care of Akihiko in his stead. And at that point, in his eyes, everything is done. He’s done all he can for SEES, for Ken and Aki specifically, and he trusts that Kotone will be fine and will still be happy after he’s gone. He’s even gotten back the watch that he was sure he’d never see again. The game makes this conclusion clear as well: you’re at Rank 10, so there should be nothing more to do. From a pure gameplay perspective, and from Shinji’s perspective, any other time you try to spend with him is a waste. If you try to talk to him after Rank 10, (only possible on 10/2 or 10/3, right before he dies) you get a message saying “It doesn’t seem that your relationship can get any closer than it is… Would you still like to spend time with him?”

His impending death and his acceptance of it are so baked into the narrative that the game itself seems confused that you’d try to keep spending time with him. Shinjiro, of course, repeats this sentiment.

But he spends time with you anyway, whether you do his romance route or not, defying the path that he’s set up for himself. He’s tried to exist in the world without really living in it, basically living through the most elaborate suicide plot in history, but strays for that for a moment because he’s grown to care for Kotone.

But it isn’t enough to change his outlook completely. During the romance scene, he says that “this isn’t how it’s supposed to be.” If you try to hang out with him the next day he basically refuses to talk to you, says that it would be a waste and that you should spend time with the others.

He is still resigned to his death, and acts in much the same way he does in Male MC’s route on 10/4. He still protects Ken, still gets shot, still says “this is how it should be,” a direct contrast to the line from the romance scene, and he… doesn’t die.

The one event in his arc that it seemed so sure everything was moving towards, and it doesn’t happen. He doesn’t die. Kotone’s actions flip everything on its head. The bullet is even blocked by the watch you have to give him before seeing Rank 10, an obvious physical representation of their relationship and how it's beginning to change his outlook.

Is this kind of cheesy? Maybe?

But I think that it’s also meaningful.

After that he basically vanishes from the story other than a couple mentions of him being in a coma for the rest of the story and a missable NPC on 3/3 saying that he got out of the hospital lol. This is kinda underwhelming.

BUT in new game plus there’s a conclusion to all of this! He shows up in the last moments of the game and finally gets to talk to Kotone again. He talks about how he saw Kotone in his dreams the whole time and it gave him the strength to keep going, a reversal of his line in the romance scene lamenting that she’s “all he can think about, day and night.” Then the game ends with him saying this:

“I’m glad I met you.”

This single line encapsulated so much of the game’s themes for me. He’s saying that he’s glad he didn’t die in that moment, that he’s gained a life worth living, that even if having known her brings pain in the future that it was worth it for what little time they got together. He’s learned once and for all that life is worth living.

We get none of that if he dies. Instead, we get a Shinjiro who, while compelling, acts as more of a plot device and a springboard for Akihiko and Ken’s stories than his own character. His original arc captures the inevitability of death, yes, but I feel like it missed the imperative component of the importance of life. So the existence of P3P as an alternate scenario where he is more fleshed out is valuable to me.

I don’t think these themes would have worked as well if the route we saw portrayed in P3P was the only version of the game. The fact that we see the flip side makes this version of Shinji’s arc stand out more. The fact that we’ve seen him die before highlights how fated it was to happen, and the wonderful anomaly that his second chance at life is.

However, while I think that Shinji’s survival improves his own arc, it does lessen the impact of Akihiko’s arc. Akihiko’s resolution was still undeniably meaningful to me as someone who started with FeMC’s route, but the original version of it probably works better. But I think it’s fine that the game trades Aki’s arc for Shinji’s in this way, as the original version of Aki’s arc still exists untouched in the male route. FeMC’s route is a complement, not a replacement. It does some things worse, and other things better in their place.

[outsidereveries]

— has ahyeon left babymonster?;;

mainly geomancy reading

thanks to @/geomanteia (not tagging the account because i don’t quite know if letty would be fine with tagging), i found my new joy when i can do readings at night without waking someone up, lol

i could say this was requested from x, so let’s check!

i would say no, so here i’ll focus on 3 things.

1) her relationship with yge: 1st house, fortuna major

her relationship with the company is actually really great. i would even say one of the greatest, which considereing what is the company and how they function, quite odd. from what i see, they benefit each other. however, the neighbour house shows losses. ahyeon’s scandal, coincidence or not, slows the girls’ debut. since i asked did she left yge and baemon, it looks like she’s “on hiatus” as babymonster member.

2) her situation according to outsiders: 3rd house, caput dragonis

it looks like according to the k-netizens and possibly the international ones, the company haven’t teached ahyeon anything on purpose to see her patience and emotional support, i.e. to test her. therefore, it can be yge’s fault for ahyeon’s scandal. i would even say they leaked these videos on purpose😐

3) how her situation affects her career: 4th house, rubeus

unfortunately her situation is badly affected for her individual relevance, so unless she personally apologises and “fix” herself (admit to her mistakes and learn her lesson), her situation won’t be brighter. the neighbour house (fifth) shows the same relationship with her fans, her audience, so therefore is really worse but can be fixed.

4) ahyeon herself: 7th house (because i am the asking this), cauda dragonis

because of the current situation with her, she doesn’t trust the company. perhaps she have learned the truth about her company’s intentions? she blames the company for her mental health, it seems to be unstable because of the drama. the situation’s secrets (6th house) are just the luck for ahyeon because of her realising her mistake. unfortunately, due to her company, there are doubts if she realised this as her mistake or not. we aren’t sure if she can apologise properly. the other one, 8th, since it’s about personal gains, it shows losses, as we’ve already seen. unless she’s “doing better” and apologise properly, which if yg doesn’t allow, they have to unless ahyeon will be in this situation for a while (i’d say дередже but since it’s dialect word? phrase? in bulgarian, situation is properly enough) in its best and baemon’s debut could be delayed indefinitely unless there are other actual issues.

conclusion (answer, laetitia): no, she’s still babymonster member. furthermore, she might have more creative freedom than the rest of the girls. the company like her so much to the extent they’re willing to make her “more free”. the hiatus seems to be ahyeon’s choice.

oracle card for clarification: successful career (i think it’s self-explaining lol)

tarot cards for clarification: 6 of pentacles, queen of wands • the hanged man

basically the bottom card confirmed the hiatus. queen of wands is ahyeon herself bc she’s leo while the 6 of pentacles can be the rest of babymonster which explains the hiatus enough imo. since the both cards are positive.. there’s no sense to say she’s leaving or something as of now.

(chart, i numbered the houses)

Edit, again: about my “chart”, i added the judge, the 15. with the 1st mother, 1. Since the first mother represents me, Ahyeon personally is represented by the 3rd daughter, 7th house. I am still not sure if I made a mistake, but if I add the third daughter to the judge, it would be Acquisitio (2 dots, then 1, then 2 and in the end one). The overall answer isn’t changing in my point of view.

Edit #3: Yeah, I did. Since I practice geomancy with questions related to me ofc I’ll mix them up😭

[trains-and-nightmares-pkmncomic]

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Many years ago, Darkrai came across a strange nightmare in an unknown Warden. In modern day Unova, it found the same nightmare in someone verrry familiar.

It gets a little invested.

Issue One (Finished)

Issue Two “Trains” (In Progress)

Tags and Warnings:

Legends Arceus Spoilers, obviously

yet another person trying to fix Legends’ (lack of an) ending

Submas

Darkrai is the main character, but the story is Emmet centric

This is a Family / Found Family Gen-Fic no romance allowed

The usual surviving sibling angst

Headcanons I refuse to let go of

The Cast (so far)

-Darkrai

This Pitch-Black Pokemon is shady and allusive by nature, but its incredible curiosity can coax it into appearances.

One night, as it flew through ancient Hisui, it happened upon a strange dream from an equally strange man. Piqued, it wished to know more, but the human’s guardian scared it away.

The years went by, and Darkrai continued to think about that child from the dream long after he was dead… Until he found a carbon copy of both the man and the dream in modern-day Unova.

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-Subway Boss Emmet

Some time ago, Emmet’s twin brother went missing without a trace. Since then, Emmet has been continuing their legacy in the Battle Subway, in addition to tearing apart the puzzle left by his brother’s strange disappearance. (Off of the professional clock, of course!)

As time continues forward, the strategy in finding his brother has begun to shift and now Emmet looks into mythical, legendary, and otherwise elusive Pokemon who may help him, or be the culprit to the crime. Perhaps it is the grief of missing his twin, or perhaps a deeper-seeded fear that drives him after all of this time.

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-Warden Ingo

Stranded from the home he can’t remember and taken in by a clan he’d never heard of, Ingo now works as the conductor–or, Warden, as the Pearl Clan dubs him–of a Noble Sneasler.

While the feeling of unbelonging never fades, Ingo works hard in his goals as Warden, Battle Instructor, and reliable friend. Sometimes, he swears he catches a fleeting thought or strange dream of a hint of his origin. However, it is quick to evade his grasp.

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-Noble Lady Sneasler

Despite her standoffish and mocking nature all Sneasels and Sneaslers in Hisui share, Lady Sneasler’s nobility grants her a curiosity of the humans she is tasked with protecting, starting with her Warden. However, with her original Warden no longer with her, she is now learning coexistence with a new Warden.

This one perplexes her, wearing strange clothing and smelling of a strange land. She is curious of his destiny and respective of his experienced style of leadership. And he easily trusts her in turn.

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And the rails don’t end here...

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About the Art-thor

What’s good everyone I’m the typical artist who only draws 3/4th view busts of blorbos so to force myself to improve and work outside my comfort zone I’m making a Pokemon fancomic out of this idea I’ve been microwaving in my brain for too long. I got fixated on how Darkrai is the last Pokemon in the Hisui Pokedex and only obtainable through BDSP save data, and also got sucked into the Subway Masters stuffs at the same time. Bon appetit.

In all seriousness though I’ve been daydreaming about being good enough to tell a decent story via comic format and recently came to terms that waiting around for the perfect opportunity was gonna waste my time in the long run. I want to focus on the process of telling a story through comic, but also stay having fun with it as well.

Anyway, hope you enjoy your stay!

[tigerbear-thv]

KTH NEWS ISSUE NO. 3 (4th week of July)

V FASHION FILM for Celine on Esquire Korea

On the 29th, Esquire Korea surprised the world, on their Youtube channel and Instagram profile, with 3 short episodes of a Fashion Film with Taehyung as the main focus, modeling and looking absolutely handsome wearing Celine.

Each episode shows Taehyung in completely different outfits, them all connected by his unique gaze, along with a different captions given by the magazine:

(the links to the Instagram reels are linked on the names of the episodes)

Episode 1: The one who overwhelms time and space with just a step. The one comes right at us. Who could that be? We’ve met V who perfectly pulls off the Celine Homme Winter 2023. The very beginning of the journey is here.

Episode 2: The 54th outfit from the Celine Homme Winter 2023 runway. Fishnet top, leather jacket, and fur coat. These totally different material pieces reach out to be sensual through V. His very own language delivers Celine’s message clearly only with a look and gesture.

Episode 3: The red military jacket in the Celine Homme Winter 2023 seems to have been designed for V. This was the perfect match for the iconic one with the world on his palm. Let V’s look drag us into the world where he takes control.

The more extensive and clearer 4K video is available on the Esquire YouTube channel!

Along with that, Taehyung shared the reels from Esquire directly on his stories, provoking that in only some hours the 3 episodes surpassed 10M views!

Christmas Tree and Sweet Night

“Sweet Night” surpassed 320 million streams on Spotify

The song, composed by V for the k-drama Itaewon Class, achieved on its moment of release…

Perfect ALL KILL on the Korean music charts.

Hit number 1 on iTunes in 119 countries.

Entered and topped the iTunes Top Song Charts the US, UK and Japan.

Source: Starnews Korea (Trans: Thv Clouth on twt)

Talking about “Sweet Night”, after 607 days, it has now become the 27th longest-charting songs of all-time on Spotify South Korea surpassing IU's “Celebrity”!

"Christmas Tree" is now the most streamed K-OST in Spotify’s history, surpassing V’s own song "Sweet Night"

It’s Taehyung vs. Taehyung basically. I love this.

Anticipation for KTH 1 keeps growing!

K-Media reports that the anticipation from worldwide fans for V’s solo album and debut is growing, showcasing his enhanced skills with a distinctive blend of classical and lyrical influences, his unmatched baritone voice, and a wide range of musical styles.

Also, about the music itself that we can expect from his album, it was said that "It's different from BTS's music, it's hotter than the heat of summer.”

Source: Starnews Korea (Trans: Thv Perú and The Purple Herald, both on twt)

Taehyung here, there and everywhere

Eric Nam on Vogue Singapore

During the interview, Eric chose Taehyung as his ideal member if he could assemble a dream k-pop group. He said "We're going to take V because V and I go way back. V is just V. We don't really need to explain that".

Eric and Taehyung have been friends since 2016. In this picture you can see Eric Nam, Tae and Honne.

Also, in a podcast from 2019, Eric shared an anecdote about an occasion when Tae visited his home and requested Eric to cook for him. Consequently, he prepared pasta.

Kim Youngdae, a popular music critic, on KTH 1

The music critic revealed that he listened to a few tracks from Taehyung's solo album 2 months ago.

He expressed, “I believe you'll be pleasantly taken aback! It appears to be an exciting revelation from the vocalist known as V. While there are recognizable aspects of V's style, I must say, 'Ah.. you'll be amazed by the way it's presented.' Firstly, the music itself is exceptional. V's enchanting voice retains its charm. In BTS songs, there's a specific manner of interpretation, but in this album, it's refreshingly unrestrained and utterly natural. Now, here's the real surprise – this album stands out for a particular reason; it's not a collaboration.”

Source and translation: The Purple Herald on twt

Jeff Benjamin, Kpop Columnist at Billboard, posted about Taehyung’s Cartier ambassadorship as well as the anticipation of Taehyung’s upcoming solo album!

On his Twitter and Instragram, the columnist said about Taehyung

“V of BTS has been named the latest global brand ambassador for Cartier and face of the French luxury jeweler's new Panthère de Cartier campaign. The bold first shot of the campaign has been revealed, leading to reports that the Cartier website crashed and the $26,700 necklace that V models made of made of white gold, diamonds, onyx and emeralds has completely sold out

• ’V is a dancer, musician and art lover who has a solid personality and sense of making choices driven by his own creativity, and with only his own style and elegance. When it came to embodying the magnetism and aura of the panther, our choice naturally fell on V. He has the look and strength of character...a personality whose choices are guided by creativity as a dancer, musician or art lover, with this style and this elegance that belong only to him’ -Arnaud Carrez, Cartier International Senior VP & Chief Marketing Officer

• Previously, V had teamed up with Cartier for a 2022 cover of Vogue Korea in (one of my favorite shoots) with a spread that was simple yet sophisticated, youthful but timeless.

• This all comes as anticipation is higher than ever for V's solo album as the final bts member to release his own project under the label. Shouldn't be much longer now... but in the meantime, excited to see V add yet another luxury brand to his growing influence and arsenal. Congratulations!”

Source: Jeff Benjamin’s Twitter and Instagram

Appearing on JK’s “Seven” stage and it became a trend

V visited the SBS Inkigayo set on July 30th. On this day, when Jungkook appeared on Inkigayo to perform his solo digital single 'Seven', V made a surprise appearance on stage and danced together for a few seconds. However, this appearance was not broadcast on the main broadcast.

What's funny and curious about all this is that after appearing for only a few secs and off air, V became the number 1 trending topic on the Google searches for Inkigayo!

Source: twitter users and Newsen (trans: The Purple Herald on twt)

Daegu Metropolitan City hosted the “2023 Daegu International University Student Camp” from July 23 to July 28 where they included a BTS V mural in the schedule

This is the 17th year of the Daegu Government's program to promote international exchanges between overseas and local college students and foster pro-Daegu personnel from abroad.

Many young foreigners from the Asia-Pacific cities made memories by taking pictures in front of Taehyung's mural street.

Source: 파이낸셜뉴스 and 매일신문 (trans: KTH_Kcrew on twt)

Wins of the Week

Taehyung gets his 4th consecutive win in the category “Fan Choice of the Year - July” on SMA!

The voting done during the month of July on the apps of Fancast and Idolchamp closes with V on the 1st place for the 4th consecutive month, securing his 4th physical trophy!

NEHAN and BIHAN for the week 07/24-07/30

Taehyung has ranked 1st, in Japan, as…

The “Most Popular Kpop Male Idol” for 122 consecutive weeks with 18,488 votes.

The “Most Popular Korean Male Actor in his 20s” for 118 consecutive weeks with 17,498 votes.

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request was ni-ki fluff with a best friends to lovers storyline

i sorta wrote this in the car while I was out lol not sure if this is what you wanted but I hope you like it 💞(sorry if some parts are cringy 😭)

for those who read the tatts & cupcakes series the next chapter will (probably) come either later this week or early next week! since spring break is coming up next week i'm hoping to be able to spend more time writing :)

Entering what was now your 1st grade class, slight fear settled in the pit of your stomach since you were now the new kid at a new school. As your eyes landed on a certain brown-haired boy in the corner of the room, your fear disappeared slightly. He sat alone focused on his Nintendo Switch. Letting go of your mom’s hand, she called out your name but you practically ran to the boy. Merely looking at him gave you a sort of happiness that you’ve only felt whenever your favorite food was made for dinner.

Annoyance settled within Ni-ki as a face popped into his line of sight, distracting him from his game. Everyone in class knew better than to bother him. His eyes settled on you with a gaze that made you squeak and jump back slightly. He didn’t expect to see someone so… he wasn’t quite sure what the word was yet. Why did looking at you make him feel similar to the happiness he felt dancing? Instead of ignoring you, he took out the blue controller of his Nintendo Switch, silently handing it to you. You took the controller, fingers brushing against each other but too young to realize what the sparks meant.

“I don’t know how to play,” you said.

“I’ll teach you,” he answered. Going home that same day, you found out that you lived next door to each other.

In 4th grade, Ni-ki discovered that when he climbed the tree in his backyard, he was able to get to your room window without having to leave the house through the front door. It became a sort of “thing” between you. Your window was always unlocked, an invitation for him to come inside whenever he wanted. At 2 am one Saturday morning, you woke up from your sleep because of the sounds from your window opening. Sleepily, you lifted up your head to be met with Ni-ki. The moonlight shining on him with his hair all ruffled made you feel giddy inside.

“Did I wake you up?” he asked. With a slight roll of your eyes,

“No, you weren’t being loud at all.”

“I can’t sleep.”

“So you decided to make me not sleep?”

“It’s cold in my room.”

“It’s cold in my room too?”

“Let’s sleep together.”

It could’ve been that you were too tired to tell Ni-ki to get out.

Or it was because you were too cold and Ni-ki was shivering.

Whatever it is that it was, you moved to the other side of your bed, making space for him. He settled in, slight heat rushing to his cheeks as his head laid on one of your pillows. While the two of you have hugged and held hands, this was something different and both of your hearts were pounding in your ears. You fell asleep first, Ni-ki looking at you, breath slightly caught in his throat. Once again, there was the same feeling from when he first met you. Yet still, he didn’t know what it was nor the proper words to label it. Sharing the same bed because a source of comfort between you as Ni-ki realized that the feelings he couldn’t express in words, he could express through the sparks.

Towards the beginning of middle school, you started going to Ni-ki’s dance studio almost every day. You would watch him perform dances before any of his covers were uploaded online, your eyes were the first to witness Nishimura Riki in his element. He couldn’t deny how he loved the way your eyes lit up whenever he performed or how you’d clap and shout his name in support.

“Y/n-ah,” you heard as he sat next to you, taking a swig of water.

“Huh?” You looked at him, noting how his hair stuck to his forehead. Knowing that he didn’t like that feeling, you brought your hand up to his hair, fixing it for him.

Maybe it was because he was out of breath and his heart was already racing.

Maybe it was because your face was so close to his that the only thing he was able to focus on was you.

Maybe it was because your legs were touching since he always liked sitting as close to you as possible.

Whatever it was, there was that feeling again. And still, he couldn’t label it.

“What is it?” you asked, snapping him out of his thoughts. He cleared his throat,

“I’m gonna be an idol one day. When I become one, I want you to be in the front row of my concert.”

“You think we’re still gonna be besties when that happens?” you teased. He rolled his eyes,

“Obviously.”

Throughout middle school, Ni-ki unsurprisingly became popular with everyone. Most of the girls were captivated by how well he danced while the guys wanted to be him. He didn’t care, only sticking with you for the most part. You would eat lunch together at a hidden spot behind the back of the school that only you knew. In 7th grade,

“Ni-ki,” you said as you looked up at the sky, the blue color filling your view. It was nearing spring, the flowers were in bloom, and you found yourself wondering something.

“Yeah?” he replied, stealing one of your potstickers as if you didn’t save it for him.

“Jisoo-unnie told me she kissed Sean-oppa, and she said she didn’t like it. They’re gonna break up soon,” you said, referring to some kids in your class. The two were a “thing” together and while you knew what dating entailed, you’ve never experienced it yourself.

“And I care why?” You were nervous at what you were about to say but you weren’t going to back out now. Looking at him, slightly tilting your head,

“Do you wanna kiss me?” you asked. He choked on the potsticker, causing you to pat his back and give him water.

“Yah, is kissing me that bad?” you muttered to yourself.

“W-why?” he asked, unable to help himself from stuttering. With a shrug,

“I think I’d like it… if my first kiss was you.” You expected Ni-ki to tell you off. Or just flat-out leave. But instead, he leaned forward and as if it were instinct, your eyes fluttered shut. It lasted for a second, perhaps even less, but in that short time the sparks you felt whenever you were around Ni-ki intensified.

“There, we did it.” Your eyes widened as you looked at him, heat rushing to your cheeks despite the seemingly insignificant action. There it was again, that feeling that he just couldn’t name.

Ni-ki came into your room through the window at 3 in the morning to be met with the sound of your muffled sniffles and hated that he was the reason for it. He settled into bed with you,

“Get out you traitor,” you muttered. He sighed,

“I’m sorry, y/n-ah.”

“You’re really gonna leave tomorrow?”

“Technically, it’s later but-” interrupted by you throwing a pillow at him he let out a slight groan,

“Really?” he asked with a sigh.

“I’m gonna miss you.”

“I’m going to Korea, not dying.” You knew that he was doing it to fulfill his dreams of becoming an idol and you wanted him to. But last week, after seeing him with Lisa as his dance partner for the talent show, a fit of jealousy you’ve never known before settled within you. You didn’t tell him, how could you when you had no reason to be jealous? Instead, you smiled when his eyes met yours as you sat in the audience and clapped when he and Lisa got 1st place.

“Promise me we’ll video call? And that you won’t forget me.” He wiped your tears away with his sleeve,

“Promise me that you won’t go out with Sean?” he asked. Sean had asked you out after the talent show and you told him that you needed to think about it. Ni-ki was furious when he found out using the excuse that “Sean is a jerk” despite knowing damn well that he was jealous. But this wasn’t the time to be jealous because he was going to Korea. You brought up your hand, holding out a pinky. He did the same, both of your pinkies connected,

“I promise,” you said simultaneously.

While Ni-ki was in Korea and you were at home, you’d video chat and send text messages as often as you could. Over time, you started to realize that Ni-ki was starting to want one thing.

“I wanna go home, y/n,” he said one 4 am call.

“Ni-ki, you’ve sacrificed so much, you’re almost there. We believe in you.”

“I won’t be able to talk to you for a while.”

“Why not?”

“I’m going on a survival show called i-land. If I make it to the top 7, I’ll get to debut.”

“YAH, NISHIMURA RIKI WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME EARLIER?” you yelled, causing him to bring move his face away from his phone.

“It just never came up.”

“That’s great! Do your parents know?”

“You’re the first one I told.” That feeling that only Ni-ki seemed to give you whenever he did or said stuff like this made itself known. In the time that Ni-ki was gone, you realized that you missed him more than you should despite being best friends. It wasn’t until you had a talk with his sister that you realized, you had a crush on him.

“I miss you, Ni-ki. And I’ll be rooting for you the whole time.”

As cheers of joy filled your ears, the sound of your heart pounding was the only thing you could hear while what was on the tv screen registered in your head.

Ni-ki. Got. Fourth. Place.

Which meant that he was debuting.

Which meant that he was going to become an idol.

Which meant that his dreams were coming true.

You couldn’t stop the immense pride you felt and the shouts of joy that escaped you. Your best friend was debuting and you had the right to be proud of him.

During enhypen’s first concert, Ni-ki knew that he should’ve been happy. This was him living out his dreams, the same dreams that he spent countless hours up till the am talking to you about. Yet, unlike all those years ago, you weren’t here at his 1st concert. You couldn’t just hop on a plane to Korea due to current restrictions and your own schoolwork.

“What’s wrong?” Jay asked as he placed his hand on the maknae’s shoulder. Ni-ki looked at Jay,

“Y/n’s not here.” Though you weren’t aware of it, the other members knew you. Well, of you since Ni-ki talked about you often.

“Why don’t you call her?” Jay offered as a solution hoping to help in some way.

“Yeah, I will,” Ni-ki said.

Your phone rang and upon seeing the contact name, you answered it.

“You’re supposed to be performing, why haven’t you started yet?” you asked.

“How’d you know?” you smiled then changed the camera view to show your laptop,

“I’m streaming, dummy.”

“Illegally?” he asked.

“No comment.”

“Yah, you’ll get in trouble!”

“Good thing you’re on my side, yeah?”

“I wish you were here.”

“I am, just look at the camera and pretend it’s me.”

“It’s not the same.”

“I know, I miss you too,” you said with a sigh. Ni-ki heard his name being called,

“I gotta go.”

“Good luck and have fun!” you managed to say before the call ended.

At your high school graduation, you walked around looking for your family frantically texting Ni-ki’s sister asking where she was. It wasn’t until you crashed into what felt like a wall that you looked up, your hand rubbing your forehead. As your eyes met the man in front of you,

“Ni-ki?” He smiled, that feeling that he still couldn’t pinpoint after all these years infecting him once again.

“That’s all you have to say?” your arms wrapped around the now much taller boy instantly, practically jumping onto him which caused him to have to carry you like a baby koala.

“It’s been a year since we’ve last seen each other in person!” you muttered, your face resting in the crook of his neck, missing his scent.

“I literally FaceTimed you last night, you’re being so extra.”

“As if you’re not?” you countered.

“Only for you,” he said with a light chuckle.

“Wait, I’m heading to Korea in a few days, why are you here?”

“I couldn’t miss your graduation. I’m only here for a few hours before I have to head back.” He set you down though his arms stayed lingering on your waist.

“You spent money on a ticket just to be here for a few hours then to head back tonight?” your heart warmed at Ni-ki’s actions and you couldn’t hold back your smile.

“I know, I’m extra.” Just then,

“Babe!” you heard. You turned your head to be met with Sean, having forgotten him with Ni-ki here. You told Ni-ki of your current 2 month relationship and he was all for it, wanting you to be happy. At least, you thought so. Well, he did want you to be happy. He just preferred it if you were happier with him.

You landed in Korea a few days after graduation. Timing seemed to work out for you and Ni-ki since enhypen’s dorm was getting renovated, he needed a place to move to. Despite being offered to share a temporary apartment with Sunoo, he opted to get one with you instead. You were thankful for it, happy to be back with Ni-ki, and excited for the 2 of you to hangout like you used to. One particular night, Ni-ki’s practice was running late and you were having a bad day.

“What?” you answered annoyed at Sean’s call. Lately, you were starting to have a strong dislike towards him with how much of a jerk he was like whenever Ni-ki was around.

“Is Ni-ki there?” Sean asked, annoyed.

“Why does that matter?” You didn’t hear the door opening or Ni-ki coming inside.

“Because he’s stuck onto you like a leech.” Ni-ki froze at those words, unsure what to do. Sean wasn’t exactly wrong but you were best friends so it was natural for you to be close, right?

“What the hell do you know?”

“He’s been gone for so long and the first chance you get, you move to where he is. Does that make sense to you? Part of an idol group and can’t even-”

“Like hell, I’m gonna let you say stuff like that about Ni-ki.”

“I can’t even say my opinion?”

“Not when it’s wrong.” Sean scoffed,

“I’m your boyfriend.” The next 2 words that came out of your mouth came as a shock to you, Sean, and Ni-ki.

“Not anymore.” Ending the call and tossing your phone on the bed, you laid in bed looking up at the ceiling. Surprisingly, you didn’t cry. Ni-ki came into your room and laid on the bed with you,

“I heard,” he said.

“You were right all those years ago, Sean is a jerk.”

“What are you gonna do now?”

“What should I do now?”

“Go out with me.”

“On a date?”

“Mhm.”

“Why?”

“Because I asked you out.”

“You’re serious?”

“Mhm.” You weren’t quite sure how to respond since deep down you knew that your crush on Ni-ki never truly faded away. Things were different now and you were no longer kids in grade school who were unaware of what it meant for things like dating to happen.

“This could hurt us.”

“It could.”

“This isn’t funny.”

“I wasn’t joking.”

“Where would we go?”

“Wherever you want.”

“This isn’t how I’ve imagined you asking me out.”

“So, you’ve imagined me asking you out?”

“Shut up, you’re an idol there’s a ton of imagines about you.”

“The only imagines I care about are yours.”

“Fine, I’ll go out with you.”

It was a day just like any other day when Ni-ki realized what exactly the feeling was that made itself known from the first time he saw you up until now. You just reached 10 months of dating, still living together in Korea. You were on the couch trying to do some work when Ni-ki showed up all of a sudden, clearly wanting some cuddles and physical affections. So you put on a movie, grabbed some blankets, and settled in. You were mindlessly running your hand through his hair,

“It’s been so long since I’ve felt like I’m home,” Ni-ki whispered as he looked up at you. His hair was soft, like cotton candy that melted in your mouth at an amusement park.

“With all the cameras surrounding you and being in Korea without your parents so young, it’s only natural for you to be homesick.” He realized that the feeling that appeared from time to time was something that he could now name. Home.

“I’m home with you, y/n,” he whispered.

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Hi BBP! You had a post on your old blog about how some multis act when the topic concerns BTS, about how they almost always default to negative views or something like that. Can you pls repost it?

I need to show it to my friend who is already going that route. We got into BTS together last year, I fell deeper in love with them but she got sucked into taekook shipping, then she started hating the company. Now she stans one 2nd gen boy group, one 4th gen girl group and one 4th gen boy group while still stanning BTS. But the only group she's constantly hating on is BTS, the one company she's always complaining about is Hybe, and the one fandom she's always complaining about is Armys even when the other fandom is at fault. Her twitter is filled with taekook posts now and she says those are her favorites, but isn't that just token stanning? She constantly second guesses everything the boys say and when I tell her to stop she says I'm too sensitive to criticism, but sometimes she's not even making sense!

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Hi Anon,

You sent this some time ago and after digging through my archives, I found that ask which I've reposted here.

About your friend, I'm not really sure what to tell you, but it sounds like she's gone full monty on the ARMY -> Shipper/Multi -> Anti (and anti-adjacent) pipeline.

A few years ago when I noticed this particular archetype of k-pop stan, I found it kind of amusing. I have a small hypothesis on what determines the archetype each entrant into k-pop eventually becomes, but it's not fully formed in my head yet so I'll spare y'all the theories.

In the case of your friend, here's 3 things I suggest:

I suggest you just let her be. Lol. If that's how she chooses to spend her time in fandom, then cool. It doesn't have to be your problem, even if she's your friend and you spend time together. There are millions of people like her, and millions more will come after her - none of these people have ever had any lasting impact on BTS, HYBE, or ARMYs, and I doubt your friend will be different. I suggest you worry less about opinions that don't make sense to you, no matter who they come from or on what subject it is. Ask for clarification if you need to, but if you're staying in a k-pop space, expect to see some wild ass takes, and 'ARMY-multis' are typically front and center dishing those out hot off the press. Just let it roll off and continue with your day. If you spend too much time upset about it, you could get pulled further into those circles and that's another archetype waiting to happen.

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You can be honest about what you've noticed. From your ask it sounds all these changes are out of character, or at least, unexpected, so maybe there's more to it. And even if there's nothing more to it, that's obviously fine too. It's also possible that you are too sensitive to criticism, so check with yourself to see how true that is. BTS aren't infallible after all (though the theories peddled by this archetype typically go beyond that), so being reminded of that fact can only be a good thing.

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Focus on what you like. Some people get their high from engaging in fandom by being hyper-critical or 'anti-something'. But I think the healthiest way is to instead prioritize what you enjoy about BTS. The thing about this archetype is that, they're very predictable. Very soon you'll be able to predict how she responds to anything concerning BTS [less so to the groups she actually likes, so re-directing her focus towards those groups (lol) in a positive way, can be one way you maintain a friendship with her], and as her reactions become predictable it's possible you'll get used to it, and soon will hardly notice it. Direct your efforts and time towards engaging positively with what interests you. It won't impact how your friend behaves, but at least you'll be having fun doing things you actually care about.

Good luck. :)

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So responding to that one anon with those ridiculously long posts as I do got me to thinking about some things. And so now I want to express some niggles that I've been thinking about trying to find an excuse to talk about, but haven't really found one until now!

Now I MUST preface this with the disclaimer that I've never really played a Resident Evil game before. My brain just decided to fixate on Village because that's how my ADHD brain do sometimes, I guess! So I am entirely speaking out of my ass here. But from the sounds of things, especially with how that anon put things, Rose kinda sounds at odds with the normal status quo of the Resi games. RE games have big baddies that were infected with some kind of virus or whatnot at some point and made into bioweapons. They start killing things, so the good guys come in, put them down, the day is saved, maybe one of the good guys was infected, but they're cured now, so it's all good! Weep at the tragedy of the innocent lives lost and how things couldn't be better for those who were infected as they were too far gone and had to die for the sake of the safety of humanity. But Rose on the other hand is born as something of a bioweapon (albeit probably not on purpose, and if she was then Mia did something REAL fucked up there!) and is allowed to continue living on as she is. Sure, she seems to be under some kind of surveillance and 'testing', but otherwise she seems to be a pretty normal young woman. Just a kid who is given love and support by her family, is given enough freedom to be able to wander off on her own sometimes, and while she may have issues, is just trying to make the best of her life just like anyone else her age. She also just happens to be a seemingly immensely powerful mold baby. And if that ending was indeed setting Rose up as the protagonist of the next Resident Evil game, then that could lead to an interesting tension between her and the status quo, established themes, and narratives of the Resident Evil series as a whole. Specifically, it may be trying to question the morality of killing these bioweapons that have served as the main antagonists for most of the games. But again. I haven't actually played these games, so what do I know? Nothing, actually! :D

But in any case, let's talk about a small thing that kinda bugs me! So in Village, when Ethan puts the Rose Flasks into the Giant's Chalice, he and us as the player get to experience a few images of the Lords approaching Rose from her point of view. Now once I was able to tell what this was, the question occurred to me. Why are we seeing this? What purpose do these images serve? Why have the game devs decided to give us these images here? They don't seem to serve much purpose, right? At this point in the game, Ethan and us as the player have already met and seen the Lords and kinda know what they're all about. So this isn't exactly a brief preview or foreshadowing Ethan meeting them for the first time in the future. In fact, by this time in the game, Ethan has already at least killed Lady Dimitrescu, so it's not like he needs to be reminded of what his quest is or what he has to do to save Rose. In fact, the player can choose to only put all the flasks in after collecting all four of them and at that point, Ethan is WELL acquainted with the Lords (having already killed 3 and on his way to kill the 4th). So narratively this doesn't seemingly help Ethan or the player out at all. It just seems kinda random, and yet is being given this little bit of narritive focus as if it means something important when as far as I can tell, nothing comes of it. But here's a thought. The images are from Rose's point of view. So perhaps they weren't really supposed to tell Ethan anything. Rather they were trying to tell us, the players, that even though Rose may be a baby now, that she is going to be able to remember the Lords in the future. And why will she have to remember them in the future? Because they're going to return in the next game to some capacity.

A big plot point about the Megamycete is that it's able to store information about anyone who has interacted with it, and the Lords, having Megamycete infected nematodes implanted into their bodies, quite obviously qualify. It feels kinda weird to have this plot point in the game and to barely even use it, so it makes sense that this feature of the mold would make a return in the future. And so given that the mold may make a return to bring someone back from the dead, and Rose will need to remember the Lords, it makes sense that perhaps the Lords are going to be the ones to be resurrected at some point during the next game. So if the Lords are going to be resurrected in some capacity and Rose is going to be able to remember them, what role will they serve?

Well, when discussing Heisenberg's character with this anon it occurred to me... He would actually make for a very natural foil against Rose as a character! They are both made of the same stuff, both having been made into what they are now by the Megamycete. Both have somehow died and been resurrected. Both seem to have issues with anger and aggression. Both were raised/made to be strong. And if Capcom isn't full of a bunch of COWARDS! then even though they both barely knew him, they both loved Ethan in some capacity. (Let Heisenberg be a dumbass with a crush, dammit! You cannot convince me that this man is straight! Also Rose roasting Heisenberg over having a crush on her dad? Give me please!?) But where Rose is a young woman, Karl is an older man. Where Rose's abilities would likely lie in the organic through her utilization of the mold, Karl's abilities lie mainly in the mechanical and artificial. And if I am right about Karl having been taken by Miranda at a young age, that adds even more to the dynamic of them being foils to one another! Because where Rose was raised with a lot of support behind her, mostly by a mother that loves her, Karl was raised in an abusive household and made to mostly take care of himself as his mother didn't care very much for him. And where Rose was raised as a person who just so happened to be a bioweapon, Karl was raised as a bioweapon who just so happens to resemble a person. It could lead to a very interesting conflict and theme of nature vs. nurture between the two of them. Heisenberg is convinced that they are both slaves to their nature and when it comes down to it, they will only be able to act as the weapons that their natures dictate that they are. Meanwhile Rose believes that they can be more than just the weapons they were made into and can both be their own people. Also given how one of the last things that Ethan said before dying was asking Chris to raise Rose to be strong, it would be interesting to see what her idea of strength is and how it contrasts against Heisenberg's philosophy of, "The strong will destroy the weak."

Just... The two of them bouncing off of one another could lead to an interesting dynamic and discussion, and if they were to work together, I think that even their gameplay could contrast against one another in an interesting way! Where Rose would take the traditional Resident Evil protagonist role of shooting people from a distance, Heisenberg would get up close and personal, smashing enemies with his hammer. Rose could be very much a glass cannon, while Heisenberg would be a tank! (Appropriate!) The contrast between the two characters would just be... So good! And and if they go against the Resi games of the past by examining how the bioweapons could possibly be saved and redeemed... It could really be a neat direction for the game! But I know that this is entirely wishful speculation on my part with very little basis in in-game evidence. But if true, I do think that it would be neat! At the very least, now I want to see fanfic exploring the idea of these two being foils! Just... Please give it to me. I've been looking and haven't found any. I don't want to have to do this myself. >.>

[mggpleasedontlookhere]

reid’s anatomy

summary: spencer gets a gunshot wound while working in the field and gets transported to the hospital you work in as a 4th year resident. 

word count: 2,325                                                                                             reading time aprox: 9 mins

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Gurneys, lights, flying commands, and patients. The trauma room was my favorite place to be, other than the OR of course, it felt like a second home. But nothing compared to the home I had when I laid in Spencer’s arms. 

I was currently working in the trauma room, triaging the patients as I did my rounds. I dismissed a few individuals that had minor injuries, while discovering various accidents that required solutions as small as stitching up a patient to booking an OR for an emergent surgery. 

“Honey can you move your toes for me please?”

In front of me lay my latest patient, a 5 year old boy who had been pushed off of a swing set and had happened to land on his ankle. His cheeks were painted red from the crying he had previously done, a thumb cemented into his mouth as he continued to suck on it for comfort. His mother sat beside him, panic evident in her eyes, although she kept an amiable expression to reassure her son on his well being. 

The boy shook his head frantically, earning a break in composure from the mother. She reached out and folded her hand over her son’s and held on tight to it, with a tight-lipped smile on her face. 

“You’re going to be okay Timothee, mommy’s right here sweetie”. The mother squeezed her son’s hands continuously, looking to me for answers.

“Your son- well Timothee here seems to have sprained his ankle” I explained in layman's terms, lifting up the boys ankle to locate where the injury occurred.  “The issue here is that he seems to have an eversion ankle sprain and has fractured his deltoid ligament, which is more uncommon than a inversion ankle sprain, since the deltoid ligament is close to impossible to fracture”. 

As I finished my description, the mother returned her attention to her son, massaging his head to console him. “We-well it’s just a sprained ankle right? It can heal. My husband has had multiple sprained ankles from how much of a klutz he is” She joked in attempt to lighten the mood. Despite her attempts, there was more news to deliver.

“I wish it was much more simpler than that” I sighed, motioning for the on-call nurse to come over. “Due to Timothee’s young age, my biggest concerns are the development of his bones, considering the fracture he had suffered and that the nerves responsible for motor skills in his legs might have been severed. In most adult cases, the individual is able to recover because the durability of the bone had been fully realized from age. But, Timothee here is at risk of deformation of his osseous matter” I doefully confessed, a small pit forming in my stomach while delivering his diagnosis. 

As the mother’s face dropped, I turned to the nurse telling her to call Neuro and Peds, then asked her to file the paperwork. I looked back at the small family with a sigh, placing his chart at the end of the bed. 

It was moments like these that make me envision the life I’m going to have with Spencer if we ever decided to have children together. Despite our young age, I couldn’t help up configure an idealistic future than only composed of me, Spencer, and 2 or 3 little children running around us in glee. 

“The nurse will be back with the pape-” 

I was cut off by sirens and a magnitude of shrilling voices shouting commands. These were the indications of an incoming trauma. I turned around to peak for a second with the possibility of wanting to check on another case, but the interns and 2nd year residents had beat me to it. 

My focus remained on the child in front of me, checking his vitals from time to time, while eavesdropping on the commotion behind me. 

“We’ve got a caucasian ma...federal...with a GSW in the thoracic cavity, with intercostal tears”. Most of the sentence was muffled by the loud wheels of the crash cart, residents fumbling around, and the attendings yelling orders at the scene. I turned around to witness the chaotic scene, only to be meet with heads full of hair and some that didn’t actually have hair at all. 

Geez, I wouldn’t want to be the guy with the GSW to his chest

In emergent surgery, GSW’s were the most lethal in the clinic as most of the time the patient is either too late or the bullet had caused multiple complications in the patient, causing distress in the body. The tricky thing about GSWs were that they were different every time, it was almost always a different procedure depending on the location. 

I nodded goodbye to the perturbed mother, earning a tight lipped smile and a nod back. I turned to walk towards the nurses station when suddenly I was paged to trauma room 3. I rushed over to the area, sanitizing my hands before walking in. A privacy drape hung from the lower abdomen of the individual, with nurses and residents scrambling to keep his vitals stabilized.   

I faced the trauma nurse as she explained the patients situation. “We’ve got a caucasian male, seems to be 25-35 with a GSW in his thoracic cavity with no exit wound, the bullet is possibly lodged in the pericardial cavity” She spoke in haste. 

“Push 10 of Norepinephrine and call Cardio” I stressed, rushing out of the room to find another resident to scrub into the surgery as I wasn’t finished with my rounds yet. 

On my way around the nurse’s desk I noticed a familiar face that sat glum and slumped over in his chair, well it was more like a familiar group of faces. My steps slowed in order to get a better view to confirm my suspicions, then shuffled over to determine what the occasion was. 

“Hey Morgan-hey guys” I furrowed my eyebrows at the group, my worry peaked at the numerous melancholy expression that they wore on their faces. Despite my observations, there was one face I noticed was missing from the ensemble. 

Spencer. 

A chill ran up my arm, which was usually an indication of something wrong. In spite of the unfavorable pit in my stomach, I was at my workplace where everything usually puts me on edge, so I pushed it aside. 

“Where’s Spenc-” 

My words faded out into an uncomfortable silence when Morgan lifted his head to face me and in his eyes were the deepest of browns, anguish pooled in his irises, similar to the look I gave to the mother of the patient I was treating previously. I glanced at the rest of the team, who wore a identical stares. 

My stomach had churned and twisted into knots. The chill that had ran up my arm traveled to my legs, all the way to the tips of my toes. Everything felt like it was moving in slow motion, I could feel my heart still and my fingers twitch. The overhead lights of the clinic became overwhelmingly bright and a nauseating sensation began crawling up my throat. 

“Y/N-” Morgan began as I stared at him wide-eyed. He grabbed one of my hands and wrapped it in between his rough and sweaty palms, but I tensed in the midst of it, while adrenaline ran up my veins. 

“Reid, he’s...we-we were workin- I...he’s” 

Despite his attempts at an explanation, he wasn’t able to complete any of his phrases as I yanked my hand out of his grasp and bolted towards the trauma room. I heard my name being called in the background, although it became a voice of a phantom as my surroundings became impaired with the sounds of my heartbeat, the loud thuds my feet made as I raced towards the room, and the anxious thoughts that flooded my mind. 

I pushed into the room, only to see a bed was missing. I bee lined to where the residents were, pivoting around the various carts that decorated the room. “Where’s that patient with the GSW in his thoracic cavity? What resident was assigned on his case? What was his name?”. The words spewed out of my lips like a waterfall, earning alarmed looks from the residents. 

“Um, he was transported to OR 3″ One of them explained with naive looks on their faces. 

“Yeah, they’re in surgery right now with Dr. Burke and Dr. Montgomery” Another one added. 

“What’s the patient’s name? Do you remember?” I responded, prying them of all the information they knew. The residents peered at each other dumbfoundedly, looking at each other for answers as if they were taking their MLE exams again. 

“Dr. Y/L/N, no offense but you’re not on this case” One of the residents added with a condescending voice. 

“Dr. Mallory, if you don’t answer me in the matter of 10 seconds, I swear I will go to your senior resident and have you be doing scut for the rest of your medical career” I retorted. Fear was evident in all their eyes, I knew my eyes were brimming with multiple emotions, condensing into nothing but a fiery and aggressive tone.  

“Sp-spencer Reid, Ma’am” A quiet voice spoke up in the group. I nodded a small thank you to the individual and ran to the OR where they held Spencer. 

When I got into the prep room, I grabbed a face mask and entered the OR, witnessing a man’s body, the love of my life under heavy anesthesia and tubes wired up to his chest. Before I could speak, the attending spoke up and questioned me of my presence. 

“I-i was wondering if I could scrub in sir” I replied. “I-I, um, heard that there was in upc...incoming trauma for a GSW and I was wondering if I could scrub in” I repeated. 

“You already said that Dr. Y/L/N” 

“I understand sir, but I-” 

The attending than turned around exposing the sight of Spencer’s chest being retracted open. My entire body ached at the sight, the lifelessness of his body creating an image in my head that couldn’t compare to the images Spencer would see of his victims. I cringed and turned away, tears threatening to spill from my eyes, but I knew I couldn’t let myself go, especially if I wanted to be included in Spencer’s operation. 

“Dr. Y/L/N, with all respect, I know you’re one of the best residents we have in this hospital and I know you’re a phenomenal doctor” The attending explained, letting one of the other senior residents take over for a moment. “But, I also know who this is laying on my table. For this case, you’re not his doctor, you’re family, and I need you to trust that I am able to do my job, as you do yours” He concluded, signaling to one of the nurses to take me out of the OR. 

I nodded hesitantly, following the nurse out of the room, my eyes still locked on the individual that lay on the table. After the nurse had went back inside, I sat on the ground with my hands on my lap, staring at the abyss of the hallway. 

Our future depends on if a single man can maneuver his scalpel with enough wisdom and efficiency. The father of my future children lay on the cold metal table, where I used to find comfort and power in when saving someone else’s loved one. Who knew there would be a time where the roles were switched. 

Who knew that no matter how many years you’ve trained, how many books you’ve read, and the degrees you’ve obtained to save people’s lives, you could still be powerless against what life throws at you. The worst part is the irony that comes with tragedies. I spent a quarter of my life learning how to save people, yet I sit here purposeless when someone that I live for is struggling to stay alive. How malicious is that. 

Tears began streaming down my cheeks, although my expression hasn’t changed. The wetness that enveloped half of my face was the only thing that reminded me of the reality that I was in, keeping my consciousness grounded momentarily. 

I swear my heart pauses, everytime I hear a change in the monitor that indicated Spencer’s vitals or a command that the attending would spew out to the helping resident. I was completely fixated on everything that was happening in the room adjacent to me, disregarding the entire atmosphere that lay in my vision. 

It wasn’t until large legs halted in front of where I was crouched down. I didn’t bother looking up as my thoughts clouded my sensibility. The figure then sat down to my level, I could feel the individual’s eyes boring at my blank visage. I felt a large arm pull me closer to the individual, only this time I realized it was Morgan who had come to console me. 

Awaiting a pursuance of some sort of speech that’s supposed to bring me clarity or amenity. But to my dismay, only the loud presence of silence filled the gap of our exchange. That’s when my emotions began to seep into my skin, filling my heart with heavy matter, making it close to impossible to keep up my facade. 

A whimper escaped my lips while I laid on Morgan’s shoulder for the time being, only for the rest of my somber to follow. I cried in defeat, holding onto the clutches of Morgan’s shirt as he gripped onto the back of my head, massaging it in the process. 

I felt droplets hit the top of my head and a wetness forming rapidly. Weak sniffles emitted from the man above me, betraying his collected composure. We both sat here together with heavy hearts, waiting for what seemed like an eternity. 

We both sat in silence waiting to see if his colleague was alive and if my everything was still breathing. 

-

Pt. 2

A/N:

Pt. 2 coming soon! most likely tomorrow. I was going to write the whole thing today, but frankly, I just need a fresh mind.  

Part 2 out now

[eddieeatsass]

♡♡♡ hi! if you have the time, just a short lil' something of fluffy teen stenbrough? ♡♡♡

Ask and you shall receive! <3 ---------------------------------

For as long as Stan can remember, Bill has always been his right hand man.

Of course Eddie and Richie were important to him too, and once Ben, Beverly, and eventually Mike came along, they became just as integral to Stan’s life. But Bill had always been his best best friend.

That's why when things began to shift between them, it just felt natural.

Stan barely noticed the change when Bill began to sit closer during movies, or linger his touches when they were playing board games. They were subtle differences that would have gone completely unnoticed if it weren't for the way Stan's skin would light up every time Bill brushed against him.

The stutter that had gotten progressively better over time seemed to come back with a fury, but only when Bill spoke to Stan. The other Losers picked up on it, but were too polite to say anything. All except for Richie, of course, who had to draw attention to Bill's new inability to string more than two words together whenever Stan was around. It made them both blush and earned Richie a smack from Bev.

Stan had been aware of his growing feelings for Bill for a couple years now. It was hard not to fall for the guy who made everything seem so simple. Life wasn't quite as daunting when Bill was around, and Stan was addicted to the ease with which he carried himself.

Stan knew nothing was actually easy for Bill. They'd spent countless nights sat up in bed, pulling their phone cords taught as they spoke in hushed tones for hours on end. Night time seemed to bring with it a sense of safety that allowed them to spill their inner most secrets to one another. Stan would wager he knew Bill better than his own family by this point, so he could say with honesty that he knew Bill didn't have it easy.

And yet, somehow, Bill managed to make everything seem manageable. Stan wasn't afraid when he was around.

So, despite his still kept secret that he was actually terrified of fireworks, he’d agreed to attend Bill’s 4th of July get-together.

This would be the Losers first 4th of July spent together. They were finally at the age where their parents allowed them to spend holidays with their friends instead of their families, and they’d taken advantage of that ten-fold.

Bill had organized for them to meet up at the Quarry where they’d have a perfect view of the fireworks from the top of the cliff, which he had decorated with blankets, little lanterns, and a cooler filled with drinks and snacks ready for consumption.

It made Stan wonder what lengths Bill would go to for a date, if this was what he did merely for his friends.

"D-d-do you want something t-to drink?" Bill asked, settling in beside Stan and disrupting him from his spiraling thoughts.

"Yes please, Billiam! Watcha got in that magic cooler of yours?" Richie chimed in from the other side of Stan.

"I wasn't asking you, trashmouth." Bill pouted but opening the cooler regardless. "Here." He grabbed a root beer and stretched his arm across Stan, handing the can to Richie aggressively.

"Geez, no need to be so violent about it." Richie mumbled, popping the tab on the can and taking a generous swig.

"I brought grape s-s-soda, i-i-if that's still your f-favorite." Bill looked back to Stan shyly, his eyes reflecting the stars and making Stan all but swoon right before him.

Stan could do nothing but nod, struck silent. Bill passed him a can and he let his fingers linger on Bill’s for a moment longer than necessary, allowing himself to indulge in the flutter in his stomach.

Time moved like molasses when Stan was around Bill, unable to focus properly on what was going on around him. Richie told a joke and Stan smiled at Bill’s laugh, Mike pulled out his radio and Stan listened to Bill humming along; the rest of the world was merely background to Bill’s show.

That was, until a loud boom perforated Stan’s eardrums and time suddenly sped up like it was being fast-forwarded at a nauseating pace. Stan remembered exactly why they were there, having long since forgotten his reluctance to attend tonight’s activities at the first sign of Bill.

The Losers cheered up at the sky as if the fireworks could hear them, and began settling down in preparation to watch the show.

Stan couldn’t sit still, his nerves alight in a completely different way than when Bill ignited them. He longed for that invigorating feeling to come back and replace the nervous energy that had washed over him, for Bill to make things simple like he always did.

And as if on queue, there he was, leaning into Stan’s space and commanding attention.

“You ok-k-kay?”

Stan thought about lying, but he’d never been able to lie to Bill, and he wasn’t gonna start now.

“No.” Stan admitted quietly, peering down at his hands which he was wringing together in his lap. “I’m scared of fireworks.” He said it quietly enough for only Bill to hear, wincing as another loud boom punctuated the end of his sentence as if to prove his point.

“Why didn’t you t-t-tell me?” Bill moved closer, their thighs pressing together and offering Stan a momentary distraction. “I w-wouldn’t have made you c-c-come.”

Stan knew that. In fact, he’d grappled with the idea of telling Bill all week, but in his love-sick mind he’d convinced himself that the opportunity to spend time with Bill was worth the discomfort.

And he was right, but that didn’t make it any easier as fireworks began to roll out in a steady pattern.

“Do you want to l-leave?” Bill asked, having to lean in closer to be heard over the rumbling above.

Stan suppressed a shiver as Bill’s lips grazed the shell of his ear. He shook his head stubbornly, screwing his eyes shut to try and center himself.

That’s when he felt warm fingers snaking themselves in between his clasped hands, weaving through Stan’s own fingers and connecting them. His heart was beating erratically, and only partially because of the anxiety bursting above him.

“I’ve got you.” Bill managed to whisper in his ear between explosions, no stutter present to break up the sentiment. He squeezed Stan’s hand and Stan’s heart squeezed in response.

And just like that, Stan’s anxiety began to ebb away. Not completely, he still jumped every time there was an especially loud explosion, but he was able to let it melt into the background once again, his main focus returning to Bill.

Because Bill made things simple.

[tigerkirby215]

5e Quinn, Demacia's Wings build (League of Legends)

(Artwork by Katie "TeaTime" De Sousa. Made for Riot Games.)

lol who gives a shit about Quinn?

I do. I do Riot. :(

Honestly while I haven’t played Quinn in awhile I still think she’s an extremely fun champion, and not just because you get to bully the enemy top laner with discount Vayne. Quinn has a very unique playstyle that’s so different from every other champ in the game which makes her real refreshing to play after sticking to other champs for an extended period of time.

But let’s be real the main reason I’m making a Quinn build is so I can have a cheat day. I mean she’s obviously just a Beastmaster Ranger, right?

GOALS

Valor, to me! - Burd up! I really wish that Quinn was called “Quinn and Valor” in game.

Stick to the plan, Val - When the going gets tough it helps to be a swift scout, dashing around the enemy and vaulting off them if they get too close.

I'd keep my head down if I were you - While it’s perhaps not the first thing that comes to mind Quinn is known for letting down a volley of arrows when she first engages with Valor on her back.

RACE

League of humans, at least until I go back to Ionia to make more furries. Regardless we’ll be switching it up a bit with a Mark of Finding Dragonmark from Eberron! You get a +2 to Dexterity and +1 to an ability score of your choice: I went for Charisma because “League of Legends female body types.”

You get an early set of boots with the Mark of Finding, since Courier’s Speed increases your base movement speed to 35 feet. And to help with backflips Intuitive Motion will let you add a d4 to your Acrobatics checks (or your Land Vehicle checks, but I’d perhaps discuss with your DM to change that to Air Vehicles instead?) But most importantly you get Magical Passage for a one-time use of Misty Step, for Flash!

IF DRAGONMARKS AREN’T ALLOWED: A Variant Human works fine. Take a +1 to Dexterity and Charisma and the Crossbow Expert feat a little earlier than usual.

ABILITY SCORES

15; DEXTERITY - Dexterity is tied to shooting and back flips, both of which you’ll be doing a lot of.

14; WISDOM - You have a bird’s eye view; the best advantage.

13; CHARISMA - This is partially because “League of Legends female body types” but mostly for multiclassing.

12; CONSTITUTION - Demacians are no easy prey, and spending so much time behind enemy lines has made you sturdier than most.

10; INTELLIGENCE - Intelligence is tied to military tactics among other things.

8; STRENGTH - This is partially because “League of Legends female body types” but mostly for multiclassing because we don’t need it over the other stats.

Feel free to swap Wisdom and Constitution if you want worse skill checks but better durability.

BACKGROUND

We’ll be going for Faction Agent not because it fits best but because it has the abilities that make the most sense. I’m sure you could refer to the Demacian Scouts as a faction after all. Regardless you get proficiency in Insight along with one WIS, INT, or CHA skill of your choice: I opted for Perception for that bird’s eye view. You also get proficiency in two languages so once again pick your poison.

The main reason we opted for Faction Agent was for access to a Safe Haven behind enemy lines. You can always find insiders to give you a place to hide, or to give you information. Not that Val needs any help finding people. "Sometimes I swear that bird is just showing off."

(Artwork made for Riot Games.)

THE BUILD

LEVEL 1 - ROGUE 1

Starting off as a Rogue for the skill proficiencies primarily. Acrobatics and Stealth are the two main ones we want but I’d also recommend Investigation and Intimidation. (Persuasion may be more useful in the average campaign but it doesn’t fit Quinn well feel free to build the character however you want but I focus on making the character as lore accurate and gameplay accurate as possible.) Anyways as a Rogue you also get Expertise in two skills: I’d recommend buffing your Perception right out the gate, as well as your Stealth because... it’ll be useful as a Rogue I assure you.

Rogues can chat with spies and infiltrators behind enemy lines thanks to Thieves’ Cant, a mixture of words and phrases that don’t actually mean what they sound like. But of course what we’re really here for as a Rogue is good ol’ Sneak Attack, for a d6 if you sneak attack an enemy (duh) or if Val (or another ally) is distracting them.

I’m going to briefly mention what weapons you’re probably going to want to start out with: a Hand Crossbow is an obvious must but until about level 6 or so you can honestly just stick to a Light Crossbow to do more damage at a better range early on.

LEVEL 2 - ROGUE 2

Second level Rogues can further abuse their range thanks to Cunning Action, letting them Dash, Disengage, or Hide as a Bonus Action. Play around bushes to get the jump on your Harrier marks.

LEVEL 3 - BARD 1

Seeing as Bards are good at everything we’ll be taking some Bard levels. As a Bard you get proficiency in one skill as well as a musical instrument: pick whatever instrument you prefer and I’d of course take Animal Handling to take care of Valor.

You also get Bardic Inspiration to tell your allies of information you scouted ahead with your bonus action, letting them add an extra d6 to skill checks, attack rolls, and saving throws that they know are coming. You have a number of inspirations equal to your Charisma modifier, and regain all expended inspiration die at the end of a long rest.

But of course the main boon from being a Bard is access to Spellcasting! You get two cantrips from the Bard list: Light will let you see with your dumb human eyes, and Message will let you chat with your team behind enemy lines. You also get four first level spells from the Bard list: Animal Friendship is kinda an obvious one, as is Speak with Animals. Other than that Heroism will help you (or your allies) keep their cool behind enemy lines, and Color Spray (ty Tasha’s) will let Valor blind your foes so you can get away!

LEVEL 4 - BARD 2

Second level Bards get Jack of All Trades, letting you flex into whatever role your party may need. You also get Song of Rest to heal for an extra d6 of health during short rests to patch yourself up after getting into a scrap. And finally Tasha’s gave you Magical Inspiration, letting your allies with Bardic Inspiration add a roll on their inspiration die to the damage or healing of a spell.

You also learn another first level spell like Feather Fall, in case Valor needs to drop you.

LEVEL 5 - BARD 3

Third level Bards get Expertise in two skills: Acrobatics proficiency is a requirement for backflips, and Animal Handling would be good to handle Valor. (But more realistically expertise in Insight or Investigation would be more useful.)

But more importantly we can finally get some combat ability out of the Bard! The College of Swords gives you proficiency with medium armor and shields, neither of which we really need. It also gives you a Fighting Style you won’t use with a Hand Crossbow, but Dueling is probably better for your purposes.

What we’re mainly here for is Blade Flourish, which despite the name works on ranged attacks! When you take the attack action on your turn Harrier will increase your movement speed by 10 feet, and once per turn you can use one of the following Blade Flourishes:

Defensive Flourish increases the damage of the shot by a roll of your Bardic Inspiration and let you add the number to your AC as Valor makes it harder for the enemy to hit you.

Slashing Flourish will let you pick up a Runaan's Hurricane to deal extra damage to the target and everyone within 5 feet of them.

Mobile Flourish lets you vault off an enemy, dealing extra damage equal to a roll of your Bardic Inspiration and pushing them back a number of feet equal to 5 plus whatever you rolled on your Bardic Inspiration. If you want you can then use your reaction to run up to them, but I don’t know why you’d want to do that.

Basically no matter what your Blade Flourish does extra damage equal to your Bardic Inspiration, and you can choose to either make yourself harder to hit, do AoE damage, or push the enemy away. Oh and you can now learn second level spells like Animal Messenger so Val can get important information back to Demacia.

(Artwork by Michelle Hoefener. Made for Riot Games.)

LEVEL 6 - BARD 4

4th level Bards get the first of many Ability Score Improvements but we’re actually going to take a Feat: the Crossbow Expert feat will let you ignore the Loading property of crossbows to attack more than once on your turn, attack in melee range without disadvantage, but most importantly if you attack with your hand crossbow you can make one more attack with your bonus action!

You also learn another spell, and another cantrip! For your cantrip Minor Illusion is great to make a distraction, and for your leveled spell Locate Object will help if you need to find an important artifact belonging to the enemy. Are there more useful spells? Yes, but I’m building what would make the most sense for Quinn as a character. Feel free to take Heat Metal or Lesser Restoration as you’re allowed to change my builds however you want.

LEVEL 7 - BARD 5

Grabbing the 5th level of Bard for Font of Inspiration, letting your Bardic Inspiration (and Blade Flourishes!) come back after a Short Rest. Which is good because your Bardic Inspiration increases to a d8!

You can also learn third level spells like Leomund’s Tiny Hut for a safe place to rest after a long combat.

LEVEL 8 - BARD 6

But of course the 6th level of Bard wouldn’t hurt, as you’d now get an Extra Attack from the College of Swords! You can also learn another third level spell like Sending to send information more directly. Again: feel free to take spells that you feel are more practical if you wish.

(Artwork by SixMoreVodka Studios. Made for Riot Games.)

LEVEL 9 - ROGUE 3

Going back to Rogue to get our Scouting badge, specifically with the Scout subclass! You get to officially be classified as a Skirmisher, and can move half your movement speed if an enemy ends their turn within 5 feet of you. This movement doesn’t provoke opportunity attacks either, so I’d flavor it as you vaulting off the foe to safety.

You’re also a natural Survivalist, with Expertise in the Nature and Survival skills. That’s why we didn’t get Survival proficiency earlier! And to top it off your Sneak Attack increases to 2d6.

LEVEL 10 - ROGUE 4

4th level Rogues get another Ability Score Improvement, and we’ve been sitting on an uneven Dexterity score for awhile now. So the Piercer feat will let you increase your Dexterity by 1 while also augmenting your skills with a Light Crossbow, allowing you to reroll the damage die of one of your attacks and deal triple damage if you crit!

I’d discuss with your DM if your Blade Flourishes count as “weapon damage die” for the sake of Piercer, because if they do you’ll likely get a lot more value out of this feat. If not well... it’s still useful regardless!

(Artwork by bekkomi on DeviantArt.)

LEVEL 11 - BARD 7

Quickly going back to Bard for some 4th level spell slots to cast spells like Dimension Door to quickly get out of danger.

LEVEL 12 - BARD 8

But of course the 8th level of Bard will get you some more Ability Score Improvements: more Dexterity will mean deadlier shots and more AC. And you can learn another 4th level spell like Freedom of Movement to get out of sticky situations.

LEVEL 13 - BARD 9

9th level Bards get to pretend that a d8 Song of Rest die by total level 14 is valuable. You do at least get 5th level spells like Rary's Telepathic Bond to keep communication up with your team.

LEVEL 14 - BARD 10

But what we’re mainly here for is the 10th level of Bard. To start off you get Expertise in two more skills: Insight and Investigation would both be the most practical choices. Your Bardic Inspiration also increases to a d10, which means that your Blade Flourishes increase to a d10 as well!

But far more importantly you get Magical Secrets, and hey look by total level 15 we finally got Valor! Summon Beast will let you summon a beast of land, sea, or (most realistically) air to fight alongside you! The flying beast has a 60 foot flying speed, Flyby (which lets it avoid attacks of opportunity), and can attack using your spell attack modifier to deal damage equal to a d8 + 4 + the level of the spell slot you used to cast this spell. It’s only a second level spell but it gets quite strong when upcast, so you can choose how strong you want Valor to be!

Alternatively if you want to fly Behind Enemy Lines, look no further than Fly! It gives you a 60 foot flying speed, plain and simple! And if you upcast it Valor can even bring a friend, or several friends!

You can also learn another cantrip like Mending, because it’s good to keep your armor in check as well as your falconer’s glove.

LEVEL 15 - BARD 11

Seeing as we got Valor we may as well grab a few more small things from Bard. 11th level Bards get 6th level spells like Find the Path, to find the path to the objective. Again: feel free to take more practical spells I am merely taking what makes sense for Quinn.

LEVEL 16 - BARD 12

12th level Bards don’t get new spells but they do get Ability Score Improvements. I’ll leave you with a choice: more Charisma will increase your Bard saving throw DCs (and Valor’s hit chance) as well as give you more Blade Floruishes, but the Sharpshooter feat will let you consistently add more damage to your shots while also ignoring range limitations and cover.

(Artwork by Ina Wong and West Studios. Made for Riot Games.)

LEVEL 17 - BARD 13

Grabbing 7th level spells from the 13th level of Bard like Teleport, to recall back to base when needed. You also get to pretend that a d10 Song of Rest die by total level 18 is majorly impactful.

LEVEL 18 - BARD 14

14th level Swords Bards get the Master’s Flourish, letting you make a Blade Flourish every turn without spending a Bardic Inspiration, as long as you make your Blade Flourish a d6 instead.

But you also get two more Magical Secrets! To call down a Skystrike try Steel Wind Strike, which will damage up to 5 creates in the area and also let you teleport to one of them after using it. Your other spell doesn’t really matter much so... I dunno. Blindness / Deafness so Valor can make a Blinding Assault? Again feel free to make your own choices to customize the build.

LEVEL 19 - BARD 15

We’ll be stopping at the 15th level of Bard for a d12 Bardic Inspiration, as well as an 8th level spell like Feeblemind to weaken an enemy beyond any capability of fighting.

LEVEL 20 - BARD 16

But we may as well grab one more Bard level for one last Ability Score Improvement. Again up to you if you want to cap out that Charisma modifier or take Sharpshooter for some more damage.

Now that that’s done it’s time for some Ranger levels! Oh wait...

WHY NO RANGER LEVELS? - Put simply it would’ve been very hard to get Quinn’s unique skill set without some weird multiclassing shenanigans or a Bard investment. The three things I needed for Quinn were the following:

* Bird companion (Ranger or Druid)

* Flight (Sorcerer, Warlock, Wizard, Artificer, or some weird stretches of logic like “be a Druid and turn into a bird to fly lol.”)

* Skystrike (either Conjure Barrage [bad] on Ranger or Battle Smith Artificer, or Steel Wind Strike on [high level] Ranger or Wizard)

Put simply there was no combination of subclasses that wouldn’t result in weird mix of classes other than Bard. Add in the fact that I really wanted Scout Rogue levels as well as Crossbow Expert (both of which would conflict with Beast Master Ranger) and Bard seemed like the most logical course of action.

The sad truth is that in all honesty Quinn doesn’t even use Valor that much in her kit is kinda the main thing. I wanted to prioritize the crossbow shooting of Quinn more than anything. If you want a more traditional Quinn build that prioritizes the Bird then Scout Rogue 8 / Beastmaster 12 (using Tasha’s Beastmaster companions) will give you more bird and just about everything that this build did minus the flight. (If you build like this I’d also recommend dropping Crossbow Expert and simply opting for a Longbow, or seeing if you can get an Artificer teammate to make you a Repeating Heavy Crossbow.)

If you really want flight and are willing to stretch your imagination then Scout 4 / Drake Warden (UA) 16 gets Perfected Bond by Ranger level 15, allowing you to ride the flying mount. Yes you’ll have a Fireproof Valor but you can just call that Phoenix Quinn.

Of course all of this can be avoided if your DM either gives you a magic item that provides Flight or lets you put Fly on the Ranger spell list. The golden rule is to always discuss with your DM if you have a particular vision in mind, or else accept the sacrifices you’ll have to make for practicality.

FINAL BUILD

PROS

Just like hunting thresher geese - 3 hand crossbow attacks per round with a 3d6 Sneak Attack and a d6 (or d12) Blade Flourish adds up to some pretty decent damage per round overall, and that isn’t even considering Sharpshooter.

I'll follow your lead, Valor - Most of your spellcasting is utility based, meaning that you don’t need to worry about your spellcasting modifier. And hey: we got Valor without having to go for Beastmaster Ranger!

Buy me some time - Mixing Bard and Rogue together means that you have proficiency in quite a lot of skills! Expertise in 8 total skills, proficiency in one more, and Jack of All Trades for the remaining skills. You can fill any role that the party may need!

CONS

Look Val; snacks - It takes us quite awhile to get Valor; some would argue too long. Put simply there’s very little way for us to get the very specific spell list required for Quinn (Summon Beast, Fly, Steel Wind Strike) without doing some weird multiclassing shenanigans. You could go Lore Bard if you want to get access to Summon Beast and Fly faster (Scout 3 / Lore 6 = basically everything to play Quinn by total level 9) but then you’d miss out on Extra Attack among other things.

Still heart, steady aim - Low Constitution along with a d8 hit die really doesn’t do you any favors. You’ll likely have a little over 100 health, which means that it won’t take much effort to put you in Power Word Kill range.

Who's there? Jarvan who? - Honestly our Charisma is low for a Bard, and while most of the spells we took are utility based it still sucks to only have two Blade Flourishes. Feel free to use Point Buy instead for some better starting stats and less in those fairly pointless stats like Intelligence. (8 / 15 / 12 / 8 / 13 / 15 would be my recommendation to have the best Charisma you can get while still having decent Wisdom to boot.)

But your job is to scout: any kills you pick up on the way are a nice bonus. Soften the enemies up with Valor by your side and do what needs to be done to win the war without the enemy knowing you’re there. Fight differently, fight dirty, and remember that no matter what at least you’re not playing Vayne top.

(Artwork by Xu “Crow God” Cheng. Made for Riot Games.)

[empressarcana]

🔮 💫 WEEKLY INTUITIVE ADVICE 💫🔮 March 29th to April 4th, 2021

Hey beautiful, fam, a day late but guess what I’ve got for you! 😘 Here is this week’s energy check in for the collective. Like I do for the Tarot Year Card timelines, I check in on the energy of each day in the week. I add up the date, simplify it esoterically down to a number between 1-22, which is the amount of the major arcana in the tarot. Let’s get intuitive! 🪄 I’ll also be providing deeper daily insight on my Patreon! Relaunching my baby on April 1st. 💗  Monday 3/29/21 had the energy of the Wheel of Fortune card. Everything seems to be happening so quickly, it can be overwhelming. Take deep breaths between the hustle bustle, protect your time as well as energy. Tuesday 3/30/21 has the energy of the Justice card. Stay balanced between what you are protective of and the attachment behind it. Sometimes, holding on so tightly only creates limitations, which causes delays with desired outcomes. Wednesday 3/31/21 has the energy of the Hanged Man card. Even when the voices of others are louder than your own, listen to yours as well, especially if what someone else is saying doesn’t resonate deep within. Thursday 4/1/21 has the energy of the Wheel of Fortune card. This is a second wind, almost as if the Wheel is turning in our favor, wanting to assist us in motion. Maybe, it is a reminder to look back at something from earlier this week, reevaluate and take action. Expand your view on the matter. Friday 4/2/21 has the energy of the Justice card. You might be feeling an internal conflict these days, watching everyone else walk away from the battle. Right now, it is important not to focus on wins or losses, just moving forward. There will be balance once again. Saturday 4/3/21 has the energy of the Hanged Man card. Taking the time to answer concerns you’ve had for some time has paid off. There is a feeling of rejuvenation in the air, hope isn’t lost. Celebrate your successes, there are plenty more on the way. 

Sunday 4/4/21 has the energy of the Death card. Take today as an energetic reset, drink the healing waters and feel yourself replenish your resources, inside as well as out. You’re shining brighter than ever. 

I’ll share with you something a bit embarrassing, fam. I had difficulty writing out this week’s intuitive advice because this was originally my personal reading. I will share the cards I pulled on my Patreon, but this is the genuine advice I am giving myself. I felt it might resonate with you guys, maybe, so I decided to share this particular reading.

We’ve got this fam! Sending love, healing, and feel good vibes your way! 💗 

[arhvste]

OIKAWA TOORU - YOUR KNIGHT IN SHINING ARMOUR 

okay, okay, i know i said i post no requests or updates on a saturday night BUT one of the boyfie hcs have been stuck in my head and i couldn’t help myself whoops

summary - the library is one of the last places you want to be but the day you finally encounter the pretty boy of the school oikawa tooru, you suddenly find yourself thankful for having homework to complete - fluff

this is for @totorosleaff​ i love and appreciate you a lot <3

warnings - none

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internally screaming you stared down at the papers scattered across the table you were sat on. you felt like you’d been slaving away with a pen for hours upon hours when in reality you had only arrived 2 hours ago, including all the breaks you took inbetween.

you wanted to scream at the amount of assignments you had been set, you couldn’t blame anyone other than yourself though. you weren’t a total slacker but every time you tried to complete work at home, you’d find yourself distracted by the unspoken calls and pleas coming from netflix begging you to binge all the studio ghibli films they’d put on there. today you finally decided it was time to finally pay a visit to the dreaded library and to your surprise you were managing to get a lot done; you still weren’t enjoying yourself though.

staring down at the papers, you noticed you needed a book related to the module you were studying. you clicked your tongue silently cursing yourself for forgetting to bring your own material. 

you quietly stood up and wandered around the tall, towering maze of bookcases, eyes scanning for the genre and title you were looking for. after a good 10 minutes you finally found the section the book you needed was supposed to be left in. your eyes danced over all the books until you finally spotted it.

4 shelves too high for you to reach.

“why do the library advertise borrowing books when they put the stupid things too high for you to take anyway?” you quietly muttered under your breath as you looked around for a small step ladder or stool. no luck.

despite the situation being utterly hopeless, you still attempted to the for the book. balancing on your tip toes and stretching your arm as high as it would go, your finger tips skimmed the base of the 4th shelf. just a little more stretching surely.

your fingers lightly touched the spine of the book you needed. you mentally praised yourself as you got ready for one last stretch in order to finally grab the book and make it yours. 

a hand reached over the top of your head, pulling the book out effortlessly. shocked you spun around with a glare plastered across your face.

“i don't know if the stretching and balancing was obvious or not, but i was clearly struggling to get that book so it’s only fair i get it”

you heard a small laugh from above you as your eyes widened.

“it was the cute little grunts and whines that made it obvious you were struggling”

there towered the well known setter and captain of the boys volleyball team, oikawa tooru. your mind went blank as he smiled down at you, book still firmly in his grip.

“you’re lucky i, your knight in shining armour, happened to notice you or you have never gotten the book or back to your work.”

his silky voice brought you out of your trance as he place the book into your hands. 

finally looking up at him, oikawa gave his typical closed eyed charming smile at you. that was until he opened his eyes and got a clear view of your face. his smiled dropped as a genuine look of interest replaced the smile he previously held.

sure, there were pretty girls around school, hell, he even had pretty girls approach him outside of school, but you? you were something else. he’d never seen such natural beauty before. his eyes glittering as he stared into your own, he felt like he was staring into a million constellations when he looked into your eyes. how had he never seen you before?

“yeah? well thanks, uh, oikawa? yeah, no thanks for that”

you gave a small, confused smile as you turned away to make your way back to your table.

you felt your wrist being gently grabbed as you stopped yourself from yelping when you got pulled back slightly.

“whoops! s-sorry! i just wanted to ask, what class are you in?”

“3B”

“oh yeah! you’re in iwa-chans class aren't you?”

“iwa-chan? oh, iwaizumi-san? yeah i am”

“he never told me there was such a pretty girl in his class”

“probably because he’s not shallow and doesn't care”

“um ouch? am i not allowed to compliment ones physical appearance?”

“not when you tell every other girl that”

“incorrect. im polite to other girls, but im an honest man, and i honestly think you are gorgeous”

you snickered at this. was THE oikawa tooru really trying to flirt with you in an isolated library isle?

“well, i honestly need to get back to my work now so... i guess it was nice meeting you? thanks for the book”

“let me work with you!”

you turned around again and stared at the brunette.

“i hate it here, i can’t focus please let me work with you”

you dramatically sighed and grabbed his arm.

“well since you did come to my rescue, i suppose i can offer a seat at my table for the poor boy in front of me”

“you’re literally sitting alone”

“you a stalker or something?”

oikawa laughed quietly and allowed you to lead you back to your table, covered with books and papers.

“i’ll go grab my stuff, i’ll be right back”

oikawa left and you glanced his way as he quietly meandered his way 3 tables over. so he wasn't a stalker, he wasn't sat to far originally, he would've seen you were sat alone.

“finally understand that i wasn't stalking you yes?”

“shut it, we’re in a library don’t talk to me”

you smiled, no ill intention behind your words as the setter took his seat opposite you, laying his own work out across the table. he hummed in amusement as he settled down and got back into his own work.

before you knew it, the two of you were deeply immersed in your own pieces of work as you hastily worked through your assignments, you both stealing glances at each other when you thought the other wasn’t looking and engaging in small conversation with oikawa from time to time.

“okay but what's your favourite film?”

“any studio ghibli one”

“if you had to pick?”

“howls moving castle”

oikawa’s eyes twinkled as he learnt more and more about you, enjoying the little comments and questions you’d ask each other. you also found oikawa was nothing like you’d heard. iwaizumi had mentioned to you that ‘shittykawa’ was “annoying and insufferable” but you found oikawa’s company particularly comforting.

finally completing your work, you felt like a weight had been lifted off your shoulders.

you stretched and sighed quietly in happiness as a lazy smile spread across your face. oikawa looked up and put his own pen down looking at the material he’d produced over the past 3 hours.

“we’ve been here forever” you whispered looking around the now increasingly empty library. the sky had been painted a dreamy section of colours as the windows allowed the pinks, yellows and oranges in the sky, cast a soft golden light through the hall.

“it felt better working with you” oikawa smiled so genuinely it made your heart warm.

“agreed.”

the two of you packed up your stuff and headed out together. the two of you walked beneath the picturesque sky. oikawa had a soft smile painted across his face as he looked at you. 

being the gentleman he is, he walked you home after insisting he was raised with understanding it was polite and responsible to do such a thing. giving in, you allowed him to walk back to your house, conversation flowing as you walked. when you finally reached your house you turned to him and smiled.

“well, this is me, thank you for walking me home oikawa-san, i’m glad we both got our work done. well, see you around school i guess.”

you smiled politely and turned to go into your house until his voice made you halt.

“hey, y/n-chan?”

“yeah?”

“would you wanna study together more often?”

“like study dates” you teased at him.

“i wanna take you on real dates too, only if you’ll let me of course”

“...i think i’d like that. my knight in shining armour.”

[buckysbitch107]

Diffuse and Distract | Ransom Drysdale x Reader

Summary: It’s your first 4th of July with your son AND Ransom’s family under the same roof, and to say you’re nervous is an understatement. Ransom is known for his asshole-ish personality, and you’re just really hoping today goes smoothly. Everything seems to be going to plan, but when your son starts throwing a tantrum, you know exactly what to do.

Warnings: Swearing, mentions of sexual activity

Word Count: 1.7K

A/N: Hope you guys like this one! Sorry if it’s bad, I’m starting this at 3 AM. Classic Y/N trope, hope y’all understand the abbreviations. ~~~ means a time skip, because I’m not writing out every single detail. I don’t do that. But all in all, I hope you enjoy the first actual post on my tumblr!

“Y’know, I could turn the car around right now. Tell them Levi is sick and we wouldn’t have to go.” Ransom mentions, taking his eyes off of the road for only a second to look at you in the passenger seat. His hand lightly squeezes yours, bringing your clasped hands to his lips for a light kiss before setting them back on your thigh. You sigh and move your head, taking your eyes off the beautiful Massachusetts scenery around you to look at your husband.

“Sweetie, I know you hate your family, but Harlan loves Levi, plus he wants to see the fireworks. Isn’t that right, big guy?” You ask, peering at the rear view mirror to see your son excitedly bouncing up and down in his car seat.

“Wanna see the booms!” Levi exclaims, his words causing a soft smile to appear on Ransom’s face. Ransom once again turns his focus back to the road, occasionally looking in the rear view mirror to peek at the head of brown locks Levi inherited from him.

“Do you think he’s gonna like it there? I mean we know he likes Harlan, but what about everyone else?” Your husband whispers, growing a little more antsy as the scenery becomes more and more familiar.

“He’ll be fine. I’m sure they’ll love him, if they don’t already.” You respond, trying to reassure the worrying man next to you. It’s common knowledge that Linda and Richard aren’t exactly the most present grandparents, but you can’t exactly blame them. Harlan on the other hand, has taken his responsibility as great-grandfather to the max, being there every step of the way. You glance down at the ring on your finger, thinking back to the day you vowed to love the man next to you for the rest of your days. All too soon, you pull up to the esteemed Thrombey mansion. Ransom gets out of the car, opening the passenger side door for you like the gentleman he is (sometimes). You open the back door and take Levi out of his car seat, placing him on your hip before the three of you walk inside, dread already filling the back of your mind. Harlan almost immediately greets you, his smile growing a little wider once he sees Levi. The four of you walk outside to the patio, where the rest of the Thrombey/Drysdale family is scattered around the lawn.

“Y/N! So nice to see you!” Linda greets, her smile most likely fake based on her opinions about you. She doesn’t exactly like the fact that her son married someone of your background, whatever that means.

“Nice to see you too, Linda!” You reply, giving her a side hug while trying not to squish your son. She says hi to Levi before returning to her seat under the cabana by Richard, her husband giving you almost the exact same greeting. You sit down at the table next to Ransom, pulling a chair up next to you for Levi to sit in. Ransom strikes up a conversation with his uncle and his father, causing you to only slightly pay attention, most of your focus on the three year old in front of you.

“So Ransom, are you still depending on that trust fund?” Walt asks, obviously wanting to rile up your husband. Ransom just lets out a short laugh and runs his hand down his jaw, obviously not trying to get pissed off.

“Not anymore. I actually have a job at an international accounting firm in Boston. When I do use the trust fund money, it’s either for Levi or Y/N.” Walt is obviously surprised by this answer. As you wait for Walt’s response, Levi starts getting a little antsy, so you let him out of the chair to play with the dogs. They always get him passed out by 8 pm.

“That’s all it took huh? A dumb piece of arm candy pops out a kid and all of a sudden you’re Mr. Responsible?”

“Listen here you little-” Ransom is cut off when your elbow digs into his ribs, an obvious sign for him to shut up. His head snaps towards you where you are silently nodding your head towards the small child who stands only a few feet away from the conversation. Your husband sighs before leaning back in his chair, already predicting what’s going to happen. Walt has a smug grin on his face, as if he feels he’s won something. He doesn’t know who he messed with. Levi waves at you before running after the dogs, and once he’s out of earshot, you explode.

“Listen here you little piece of shit. I don’t know what your problem is with me, but here’s the deal. I am NOT arm candy. I did not work my way through high school, getting a bachelor’s degree AND getting a master’s degree for someone who relies on their own father’s company for money to call me dumb. I don’t know what world you live in, but not many women like being called arm candy. And as a matter of fact, I-” You would continue, if it weren’t for the almost inaudible whine coming from the grill area of the patio. “Excuse me.” You stand up and walk over to the small outdoor kitchen area, finding your son on the verge of tears. He’s standing next to the counter, his focus on the whole watermelon sitting next to the sink.

“Mama-” He whines, pointing at it. You squat down, Levi slightly calming down once you’re on his level. Tears form in his eyes, and it's evident that a tantrum is on the horizon. You think of the method you’ve used on him before and immediately put it into action, hoping he doesn’t start screaming.

“You want the watermelon?” Levi simply nods and you smile a bit, the plan already working. “Well the watermelon isn’t cut yet, so we have to wait.” The realization that he isn’t getting what he wants when he wants kicks in, and his legs start to wobble as he whines more. Just like his father.

“But mamaaaaa.” He cries, drawing a little more attention to the two of you.

“Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.” You whisper, wiping the tears off his cheeks. “There’s no need for tears. Are you hungry?” He nods and an idea pops in your head. “Why don’t we go get you some other food, and when Grandpa cuts the watermelon, we can get you some, okay?” Levi hiccups again before responding.

“Okay mama.” You stand up and grab his hand, leading him to the table full of classic 4th of July foods. Harlan immediately gets to work on cutting the watermelon, and you shoot him a short “thank you” over your shoulder. You pick Levi up, placing him on your hip in order for him to see all the food.

“Do you want a hamburger?”

“No.”

“Do you want a hot dog?” Your son thinks for a second before nodding, making you internally smile. You grab him a hot dog and some chips before walking over to the table. Unbeknownst to you, both Ransom and Walt were watching that entire interaction, and as you set Levi down in a chair with his cut up hot dog, you hear Walter whisper something.

“I’ve gotta admit, she’s a good mom.” A large smile appears on Ransom’s face as you walk over to the little kitchen area, coming back with a plate of watermelon for the three of you to share.

“She really is. I don’t know what I’d do without her.” Ransom whispers, watching his son eat all of his food before asking to go play again. You nod and once Levi leaves, Ransom turns to you with a look of awe on his face. “So how’d you do it?”

“Do what?” You ask, eating a piece of watermelon.

“Get him to not throw a tantrum.”

“I used a tactic called Diffuse and Distract.”

“Please explain.” Walt comments, honestly intrigued by how you did it. You let out a laugh before explaining your “mystical ways” as Ransom calls it.

“Toddlers aren’t exactly the best at explaining their emotions. So you have to think on their level. They want something. They can’t have that something. You have to explain the situation calmly, to diffuse the chance of a temper tantrum. Then you can provide other options to distract them until what they want is available, or until they forget about it.” You pause, stifling a laugh. “I use it on him all the time.” You point at Ransom, both you and Walt erupting into laughter.

“Wait what? When?!” Ransom exclaims.

“Literally today. You were whining about how you didn’t want to come today, so I explained that Levi really wants to see the firework to diffuse your tantrum, then I suggested that we talk about another kid when we got home so you wouldn’t be a big baby about going.” Ransom simply huffs at your statement, popping a piece of watermelon in his mouth while sending you a glare.

~~~

“Are you sure he’s gonna be okay?” Ransom questions, the three of you sitting on the grass waiting for the fireworks to start.

“He’s gonna do great, babe. He handled the thunderstorm on Sunday pretty well, I’m sure he’ll handle the fireworks well too.” Your husband simply nods and the fireworks begin, the sky illuminated in reds, blues, purples, greens, oranges, whites and yellows. Levi’s mouth is stuck open in awe as he looks up at the sky, the sight amazing him to his heart’s content. You and Ransom look at each other proudly, silently wondering how you got so lucky with such an amazing son.

~~~

“Oh yeah, he’s passed out.” You whisper, turning your head to face forward once again. Ransom’s hand rests on your thigh, a common occurrence when you two drive together. The ride home is mostly silent, Levi’s snores being the main noise in the car. The three of you arrive home and get out of the vehicle, Ransom carefully carrying your son to his bedroom. You tuck him in, giving him a kiss on his forehead and turning on his nightlight before sneaking out the door, quietly shutting it so as to not wake him. You turn around and run straight into Ransom’s chest, a sly grin resting on his face.

“So about that second kid.”

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