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sillylovesongsk · 1 year ago

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Has anyone ever thought that the reason why we love Heartstopper so much is because it’s so refreshing to see healthy, pure and affirming queer relationships?

This is what I longed for growing up as part of the LGBTQ+ community. I longed to see healthy relationships on TV because all I wanted was a healthy and accepting environment in my life (since books and media were my constant escape and refuge). Growing up with Queer As Folk, The L World, ATWT (Luke/Noah), Hollyoaks, Skins and even Glee made me think that this was what I was bound for in my teenage/adult life… full of toxic relationships and unsafe environments.

It’s so nice to see that this is what the next generation is getting, that they’re getting to see acceptance and patience at its fullest. Even if the heteronormative society we lived in deprived many of us from having this kind of beautiful young queer intimacy and experience (yeah ik, we have nostalgia and we’re mourning), we should still acknowledge the fact that things are getting better for future generations. I’m just so happy for all the queer young people that get to have this positive experience, and how this positive LGBTQ+ representation that’s happening, will change so many lives.

I cry tears of joy because we get to see more of that patient and accepting mentality from Charlie (when it comes to coming out) and none of that “if you love me, you will not hide me” mentality that was so frequently seen in media and so present in many queer relationships.

Also, it’s comforting that Nick really cares about Charlie and wants to protect him, not by being Charlie’s superhero or savior with a fixing mission, but just by being patient and allowing Charlie to open up to him… giving him space to fully let him in on his own time. Not by telling him “you need to stop doing this, you need to stop hurting yourself”, but telling him “can you promise to tell me if it ever gets that bad again?”. Which makes me think he knows that he won’t be able to fully stop it (because that’s how it is with people that have disorders and depression, it doesn’t help for people to force us to just “get better and not hurt ourselves”), but he knows he can be there for him to make the path to recovery or stability easier.

Seeing the slow and patient way in which Tara and Darcy allowed each other to open up, and not leave at the first sign of “trouble” but tackled it through open communication makes me happy.

The way they handled the relationship between Mr. Farouk and Mr. Ayaji was on point, exemplifying perfectly how you can still have nice first-time experiences at any point in your life, regardless of you realizing that you were queer later in life.

It makes me cry (sometimes happy tears and sometimes sad tears) when I see most of the parents being a safe place for their children and allowing them to trust in them because of that safe environment they’ve created.

While writing this I realized that the reason why I’ve read so much fanfiction since I was very young (8 yo, that’s nearly 20 years now) is because we got to create and read these stories where we imagined safe and healthy relationships that we didn’t get to live and see in real life or media most of the time. I think the reason I love Heartstopper so much is because of how similar it is to any of those wholesome fanfics that I took refuge in back when I was younger and living in the closet.

It has everything I wished to have back then and everything I wish to have at one point in life:

Family fully accepting you

Healthy and safe family (non-chosen and chosen family)

Partner being patient and supportive

Protecting those you love

Open communication that I’ve always craved for in all relationships in my life (romantic and platonic)

Giving light and acknowledgment to the struggles each character lives but not making it their whole personality (because we’re more than those struggles… something I’ve come to learn after so many years in therapy. I’ve suffered domestic abuse, bullying, depression, anxiety, EDs, among so many other things my whole life and I’m more than all of that and it isn’t my whole personality).

I just think that these are some of the reasons why we love Heartstopper as much as we do. What do you all think?

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1moreoffkeyanthem · 10 months ago

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I have quite a few hang ups with Come Morning Light, the hunger games au I posted one chapter for back in November and have yet to update.

The first and foremost personal challenge is the fact that I, PCE, a certified Angst Wimp, am gonna have to kill off sooooo many of my faves. Like Hunger Games has some dark ass subject matter, kids forced to kill each other. I’m struggling with that, especially with what I have planned for Craig.

Along that same line, it’s gonna be a HUGE cast of characters, which I’ve had difficulty with in the past, it’s one of the reasons I primarily operate in oneshots. I love a good The Gangs All Here fic, but fleshing out 20+ characters is HARD. Bc a fluffy 2k word oneshot of Stan and Kyle in an awkward meet cute where there’s maybe one other character (usually kenny lmfao I’m a creature of habit) is a WHOLE different animal than a multicharacter multichapter. That’s something I had to figure out recently with TWITR, and character introduction held me up a lot in ATLCTS.

Okay this one may seem really inconsequential to a lot of people, but one thing I didn’t think about when developing this concept was the fact that there’s not really away for me to get around Stan eating meat lmao that’s one thing that over my time writing sp fanfiction has become ESSENTIAL to me characterizing that boy. I’ll probably just have him make a comment about how he could never kill animals himself WHICH BRINGS ME TO:

Kyle as our Katniss character. So if you’re familiar with my bs, every time I write Kyle, he’s inherently less angry until it’s called for, he’s very idealistic in his worldview and it takes something actually really pissing him off for him to snap. This is NOT gonna be the case here!!! This boy is ANGRY BY DEFAULT, the worlds out to get him? fuck the world right back! Plus, the entire story is gonna be from his perspective, bc I love writing Kyle, but it’s gonna take all my willpower not to turn him into my usual empathetic to a fault sweet people loving Kys.

Also, I usually tend to leave the adults mostly out of my stuff, but they’re gonna play quite the role in this. We got Garrison as Haymitch, Big Gay Al as Effie, fuckin Mr Slave as Cinna. I’ve never even WRITTEN the three of them. The dynamics gonna be fun tho.

Ofc there’s the problem of it being an adaptation too. There’s a fine line between just replacing hg characters with sp names and copying the plot, as opposed to making it your own. I do have some plot changes planned, but this is an issue I faced with We’re Gonna Sing It Even So, and that almost led me to abandon that fic when I felt like I was just plagiarizing Hadestown.

Also I’m not planning to adapt more than the first book. I reallllly couldn’t handle Kenny taking out Ike with his trap in the third one.

BUT!!! This won’t be abandoned, it’ll just be slow going!!! Ya wanna know the main reason?

Because the first idea I had for CML (other than Kyle volunteering for his little brother) was STAN AND KYLE IN THE FUCKING CAVE SCENES. A major change is that both of them are already deeply down bad, but those scenes??? Yeah no one’s playing for the cameras. I wanna fuck Stan up in the arena so bad lmfao that boy is my original sp whump muse and NATURALLY Kyle taking care of him I love that shit. Girl we gonna GET that prosthetic leg the movies left out (Ship In A Bottle Stan moment, I love that fic btw) as the Style Injury Dealer, I MUST deliver.

So, yeah, if anyone’s down, I’ll eventually pick it back up lmao.

#sry I know no one cares abt my unsolicited ramblings #also I have that tfbw continuation I’m being begged for #which I’m also struggling with #also……#i may or may not #have another multichapter work I’m thinking about #plus I always got OJV brainrot so I’ll probably just keep posting headcanons for OrangeJuiceVerse on here instead of writing lmao #smh #south park #the hunger games #au #sp au #my shit #PastorCraigEnjoyer on ao3 #ao3

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thesungod · 1 year ago

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ok so I took a peek into TSATS and I see what u all mean when u say its out of character 😭 like, a lot of the narrative IS relative to various characters and such, like Nico's trauma, overcoming it, other things I haven't read yet, but the way it's written, and the way the characters go about portraying it... it doesn't even feel like Rick picked up a pen and wrote it. like, obviously he did, but you just can just tell the co-author really took the lead on this one.

like -

Nico thought Mr D looked like he was about to explode from excitement, and it was honestly a complete delight.

since when the fuck does this man smile 🤨 like yes, obviously he's a fully sentient being with emotions and shit. ik he feels happiness, he just expresses it differently, and this just seems so... forced? it's less the grumpy-lovable but still an asshole Mr D we all know and kinda love, but more-so a diluted version of him? like someone comparing a stick figure to a Van Gogh piece. it just don't work 😭

‘My two favourite demigods have returned,’ he said, and he held his arms open and embraced both of them at the same time.

this man hugs??? like, his kids and wife / lovers, sure. but he's like the most demigodphobic person ever 😭 he'd be the person to let the other hug him, pat him on the bag, scowl and say "yeah-yeah" and then shove them off. like??? (at least in my brain he is)

‘Favourite?’ Will said into Mr D’s armpit. ‘I thought you didn’t even like demigods.’ (SAME 🥴)

and then he goes on to say "fuck all u, but like, u 2 least of all" so that's pretty in character for the most part, but still

like this book don't look bad by any means, it just feels... offshade. off white to white? 1st cousins. expectation v reality. a Van Gogh baby vs an actual baby (google them, they're horrifying)

but yeah, no hate to the book, it just doesn't feel like Rick even touched it, yk? and I haven't even read a single chapter. that was me skimming to see what the fuss was about 😭 and what's up with some of the books using these quotes '' instead of ""??? it's so hard to read.

anon i’m so sorry i completely forgot to get this ask out of my drafts even if it was answered!!

i hope you’re still around!!

and i 100% agree, after reading tcotg i’m convinced rick riordan didn’t- touch tsats with a ten foot pole.

i was very willing to give him the benefit of the doubt and say the book was a team effort when it came out but there’s simply no way that’s the case. my man lied. the writing style is so different and the interpersonal relationships between characters feel so off😭

don’t get me started about the humor because tcotg had its flaws but it was literally laugh-out-loud funny in some moments. had the difference been written on purpose- like, the authors wanting to characterise Nico and Will as kinda lame people- that could have been an interesting choice (i maintain my headcanon that Nico is only ever unintentionally funny), but i really doubt it was.

and why would Mr D hug and smile and coddle Nico and Will like… it’s giving self indulgent fanfiction where everyone adores the author’s favourite character. which, i mean, if you’ve ever read my Apollo fics you know that I get it, but a published book should be held to a higher standard imo!!!

tsats did not have to be a masterpiece but it was too OOC for me to enjoy.

still, i’d advise you to read it for yourself and find out!

#ask #solangelo book

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j7sty · 11 months ago

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" SHADOWS IN THE WINDOW "

fanfiction masterlist - masterlist - intro - my ao3

I - Liaisons in the Office

The bitter breeze bit at May's ankles. It was her own fault, in all honesty. She was wearing one of her skimpier but still tasteful ensembles, a knee length burgundy dress, black fur coat and black patent leather heels, all in the hope of catching Tommy Shelby or any other eligible suitor's eyes. But instead she met the eyes of the Shelby Company's new secretary.

May sauntered down the road, ready for business with Tommy again before her gaze was drawn to her. She exuded an air of quiet confidence and silent beauty. She seemed like a mystery waiting to unfold against the backdrop of the ancient stones beneath their feet. She wore a tight fitting black dress on her frame, prim and proper, obviously going to work. It was as if she had a beguiling aura to her that May couldn't help but be roped into.

It came as even more of a shock to May when she found out the said woman who she was so enthralled with was the Company's secretary. 'Surely a woman quite as angelic as her would not be working with the Shelby's.' May thought to herself but pushed it to the back of her mind when her novel enchantment spoke in soft tones to her.

"Mrs Carleton, I'm presuming." The woman spoke to her, the timbre of her speech was a delicate symphony, tender and inviting. The corners of her mouth lifted and her eyes filled with a interest as she looked up to the mesmerising brunette that presented itself to her. May narrowed her eyes at her before speaking. "Miss Carleton now I'm afraid my husband has passed on. Your name is?" She clamped down on her tongue, a silent rebellion against the worry that she might have divulged too many details about her personal affairs but to her surprise and personal delight the woman graced her with a sweet smile and uttered her name is a hushed tone. The name suited her impeccably. The ideal name for the angel who bestowed a smile before her. "You're appointment with Mr Shelby isn't for another 10 minutes so you can sit on that chair there until he's ready." She sorted and filed through stacks of paper on her desk sat outside May's accomplice's office before she looked up to her and her countenance formed in the blissful look that May was affirmative that she would grow to love. "Thank you." She moved to the cold metal chair that stood next to the locked door, she looked on with admiration as the beautiful woman went on with her work. "Are you free tonight?" May spoke up, Confidence resonated in her voice, the woman looked up from the documentation that was sprawled across his desk. "Um, yes." She replied, evidently awed. "How about we head to one of bars here, it would be nice to have a female friend, i'm regularly surrounded by foolish men." She smirked playfully at her as the woman shared a soft laugh. "I mean I get off work at 8 and that's when the Garrison opens. We could go there? There is a lot of men there but were in Birmingham is there a place without them." "Hm that sounds like a good plan. I'll look forward to it." "Me too Ms Carleton." She lifted her chin up and spoke fearlessly. "Do call me May, angel." The woman grew rosy cheeked and her mouth opened to say more but the door opened and out Thomas walked out. "Always a pleasure to see you Ms Carleton. Get back to work." He spoke the woman's name with such authority before ushering May into the room and shutting the door behind him.

ik its short b imma post another 2morrow or something

#peaky blinders #peaky blinder fanfic #may carleton #charlotte riley #may carleton x reader #may carleton fanfic #charlotte riley x reader #peaky blinder imagine #peaky blinder x reader

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castle-dominion · 1 year ago

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c1x3 (technically 1x2? 1x4?) hell hath no fury

Coffee is just like that. He's present during paperwork for once. She's so pretty & looks so good in red & totally deserves to have that short hair. She looked so much better in the earlier seasons & now she's just some lady.

RC: No. Hiding would be building a fortress out of my comforter and then downing a fifth of Scotch, but apparently that's considered unhealthy.

Was THAT espt's voice? Woah. Lol two gay bois moving in together already huh.

KR: Dead guy in a rug. Naturally, we thought of you. JE: Ye Both: : ) uwu

Already jinxing <3

Castle just taking photos

Ok so ik I talk abt the outfits a lot but I love castle's scarf & beckett's coat & rysposito have swapped clothing

Hey, I'm a wise-ass, not a jackass.

Martha <3

I don't care about what people think... much.

Oh yeah even where I live we do roadkill furniture & gear.

[06:00, EXT. ALLEYWAY - DAY] Esposito and Ryan in a dumpster digging through the garbage. They are wearing coveralls to protect their clothing.

ESPOSITO I don't care if it was free. Even if you pay me, I'm still not gonna take that rug.

RYAN You tell me you've lived in New York your whole life, and you never scored a piece of road kill?

ESPOSITO "Road kill?"

RYAN It's an accepted practice, bro. You're done with your old stuff, you leave it on the street for those less fortunate. (waving a (still yellow) banana peel back & forth.) Artists, students, former hedge fund managers. It's trickle-down economics at its finest.

ESPOSITO Yeah, well, I prefer not to be trickled on.

RYAN :D You know that red couch I have? The one you like so much?

ESPOSITO 0n0 Don't you say it, bro.

RYAN 54th and Lex.

ESPOSITO That's gross. Gross. (Ryan laughing.) We are never playing Madden at your place again. (& I was wondering where the fanfictions learned this tidbit. Now I know.)

Btw you DO need to be careful. Dumpster diving is great but u don't want to end up with silverfish. (Happened at my church youth group.) (source: https://scriptline.livejournal.com/18193.html)

Bro never SAID he didn't, never said ANYTHING implying he didn't. He just said that the information wasn't a guarantee that he DID.

RC: Promise not to hate me. KB: I already hate you. RC: Fair enough.

Well, not exactly a friend. She's my interior decorator. But then we slept together, so I don't really know what she is now. WHAT Castle is the one who's kind of slutty, not nikki heat

Creason: *gagging on the coffee, shaking his head wildly* RC: I feel you, man.

KB: Hey, Esposito! JE: Ya? KB: See what you can find on that rug. If one went missing, what room it's from, and maybe who had access. JE: Yeh. KB: Thanks JE, to Ryan who is standing there on his phone: Road trip. RC: You're very good at bossing men around. KB: RC: I've noticed

RC, Through The Glass: You are so lame! You're Lamey McLamester! You're so la-la-la-la-lame!

JB: Mr. Bollinger's my father. Call me Jason. Me: Penis minivan lesbian was my father. Please, call me dick van dyke.

Lol councilman horny

lmao ryan in the background trying to give a gal his number & then he sends poor ryan after the drunk folks peeing in the flower pot & he goes to give the fellow his number even tho she already said she had a bf (well she said it to ryan).

Idk whether to laugh or get offended bc I'm no swerf:

Esposito, Ryan, Castle, and a couple other guys look over the prostitutes' website.

JE Damn! Those are some seriously fine five-star class-B misdemeanors. (XD)

KR: Dude, between you and me, you ever pay for it?

RC: Are you counting my marriages? (XD) KR: *one huff of laughter*

[Ryan clicks to a new page]

RC: Wait, stop! That's the girl in the photos. (See? Police work.)

KR: *sigh* Look at her. If I had your money...

[Beckett approaches and the other two guys takes off] KB: This isn't phone sex, Ryan. You don't just pay for the two minutes that you used.

JE: *Laughs*

Or you could just do it the easy way. (I love the way ryan is just looking back & forth between them & Espt just kinda looks up at beckett before awkwardly watching castle eyebrows HIGH, then beckett goes to hit him w her files; & then rysposito just turn to watch all smiley as she chases him down) No, no, no , no, no. You're the police. I'm just a lonely upscale gentleman looking for a date. Bet I find her first.

We all thought the pro was already there.

Beckett staring at him mad, Espt staring at him (eyebrows down but) interested, & Ryan staring at the box confused. RC: Yeah, just put it right over there. Perfect. Lift with your knees, man. Stay here for one second, would you? Because you guys have been so wonderfully hospitable to me, I just want to return the favor. And because your coffee is basically crap, I got you an espresso machine! How cool is that? Ryan looks at the coffee cup (which he is holding weird, point for the adhd ryan hc), espt is smilin & becks is just unimpressed

Goggles don't help like that but thanks.

Alexis <3 Martha <3

Firefly moments DX

I love Lanie & Kate. LP: Damn girl, you scared me. KB: Lanie, you're surrounded by corpses. LP: Yeah, I don't expect the living after seven o'clock. (So hearing someone talking is a shock.) KB: Funny. Neither do I. LP: I'm an M.E. What's your excuse? KB: Oh, don't be mean. LP: You deserve it. Getting a drink with me after work instead of getting your freak on with writer-boy? KB: Yeah, well, he is annoying, self-centered, egotistical, and completely-- LP: Fun? KB: LP: And take it from me, girlfriend, you need some fun. (Beckett's phone rings) LP: I mean, how bad can he be? KB, on the phone: Beckett. RC: Guess who's got a date with a prostitute! KB: *arms out in defeat*

He is a gentleman. Heck yeah, treat your escort with respect or whatever. True, big thing. Sex is a way to feel connected & men* typically feel more emotionally comfy if they are having sex with that person. Women* typically need the emotional connection to feel comfy enough for sex. Supposedly that's why marriages fail. Men* aren't getting the sex to feel emotionally safe & women* aren't getting the emotional connection to have sex. (*generalizations, probably cishet, etc)

Ryan looks almost normal rn, wearing that shirt & tie. Castle with his sweater today instead of his typical attire. Them all talking about the coffee.

RM: My three-year-old son could come up with a better story than that. Follow the money. Kirby: Hey! Hey! Can I go home now?

"Detective, with all due respect, there's no way in hell I'm helping you start a witch hunt against our top supporters. Now, you want to go through our campaign contributors? Fine. That's a matter of public record. But anything else and you're on your own." I mean he's right

RC: Hey. Finished your homework? AC: Yeah. RC: You want to finish mine? AC: Well, that depends. How much you offering to pay me? RC: Oh, I taught you well.

Kate just doesn't want to be seen appreciating castle's presence as a point of principal.

I figured it out. I knew it was the hair but I finally see where it is changed. I recently saw the 3xk sequel in s4 & Ryan with his "hello fellow kids" look. His hair is too far down. It is not brushed up away from his face, it is slightly curly & falling a little bit down. Plus, the lighting or makeup design has his lips lookin like mine did in japan. (The kids there had an app with filters but I was white so it made my lips way too bright.)

She has a right to see the warrant my dudes. U can't just waltz in there.

Ryan, flipping open his badge all prettylike: Stop running, bro. Campaign's over.

RM: Nice work. Very impressive. *Walking away* Oh, and uh, you, too, Beckett. KB: Sir??? RM: Just yanking your chain, Detective. Just yanking your chain.

Castle does readings like this, they could record it for esposito. (A point for an adhd esposito headcanon except u'r not allowed to be in the military if u have adhd, lucky for me.) (I remember in the pilot he asked for tapes. & then throughout the rest of s1 we can see ryan starting to get into castle's books.)

#castle 1x3 #castle 1x3 spoilers #castle 1x3 quote

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ikenbar · 2 years ago

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Hmm

HMMM

HMMMMMMM

#looks like ikamara is BACK BABY #SOMEONE FRAB THE PIOCORN CAUSE THE FILM IS ABOUT TO START #mr love ikes choice #mr love fanfiction #mlqc fanfic

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breaniebree · 2 years ago

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Hey ! Mr. Weasley and Misha ??? Not fairr!! I am trying to ignore Remus and Tonks for while but i don't trust you at the moment , you might have given us a moment of hope only to kill them in St. Mungo's . I wanna hate you but you are absolutely brilliant . The battle and all the scenes . You deserve more credit than this . Its master peice ! You have singlehandedly ruined all of the other fanfictions for me and I LOVE ASC MORE than OG HP books. This is cannon for me and you can't convince me otherwise . Also i am just soo glad you didn't kill of Zee . And ik no point begging to let Remodora live but pleaseee🥺 . I would send you cookies if ik your addresss 🤧. And thanks for letting Fred live , i was heartbroken over his death . You have had us living in this constant anxiety and fear for a month now , kept me wondering who's death should i be preped to read . Also i kind of knew you wouldn't kill bas and Hurt theo , he's already been through a lot . I was so scared of Seamus and Dean death , for some reason i was pretty convinced you would kill off one or both , so thank You again . I shall end my rant now.

Ps - Have you read it starts with us ? I suggest you should ! There's a character named Theo and he's so much like our Theo

PPSS : YOU HAVE DONE A GREAT JOB WITH ASC .

- Mostlypotterhead

Hi, Mostlypotterhead

Thank you so much! As to singlehandedly ruining other fanfics for you -- high compliment, but there are lots of great ones out there. Thank you so much! Nope, Dean and Seamus are alive but there are a few deaths left to see still. Thank you!

No, I have not, I've never even heard of it but I will check it out. Thank you!

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wickedpact · 3 years ago

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You can't just drop that "I read Forces Multiplied" bomb on us and not give a ten page written reaction.

[cracks knuckles] if u insist

nicky cant drive hc: destroyed. rip. also i loved how andy and nile stole those sports cars and were being badass and driving off the bridge & meanwhile joe and nicky were just absolutely vibing in the van

'heres the thing about power: people who have it think they deserve it' [shot of police car] i see u greg

5 whole panels being dedicated to booker not being able to unlock his door. booker not even seeing noriko sitting RIGHT THERE in the window at first. incredible

noriko being 24/7 horny was surprising. like wow all of the stuff i saw she did out of context was 100% equally horny in context as it was out of context. love that for her

i didnt think the 'andy + slavery' thing was handled as badly as everyone made it out to be when telling me about it. tho from the way it was talked about i had kind of figured the conflict between andy and nile re: slavery would be really racially charged (esp considering nile is a black american and would obvs have Thoughts on the subject in that regard) but like,, done in a cringey 'a-white-guy-obviously-wrote-it' kind of way? but it wasnt that. i mean. it makes sense that andy would be implicit in slavery through the years

i mean, like she says, is that not what people just did to each other in the aftermath of battles for thousands of years? and i really like how its pointed out that it was what she was raised with (in the beginning when you see her put shackles on that guy after the battle) but she also accepts responsibility for it and acknowledges that it was wrong and not just 'what people did'.

i like how from her expressions you can kind of tell baby andy knew it was off but she sets those feelings aside bc she felt angry. it explains how she felt but didnt make her out to be blameless in it. plus i mean. i dont know, the fact that andy was involved in a lot of morally shady stuff for 7000 years is not that wild for me. if you live that long youre just Going to be involved in some shit, and she didnt even have other immortals with her as positive community influences, she literally just did whatever the fuck she wanted for thousands of years

'i was worshipped as a god once' i mean, yeah no shit she wouldve been involved in some seriously fucked up stuff, gods were fucking scary back in the day

tldr it could use some polish but it wasnt that bad

tho everything people said about moose being boring was unfortunately a little true. sorry king i tried to be interested in you

joe and nicky writing verbal fanfiction about nile and moose was iconic. 'you seeing that?' 'i am definitely seeing that'

it was also extremely funny bc that was like 60% of their contribution to the whole comic, besides kidnapping copley. they came, they wrote some fanfic, they left. kings. at least in tog1 they had an excuse to be useless bc they got kidnapped

joe just found out his old friend who he thought was dead is alive (and also probably wants to murder them) and instead of investigating with andy he stopped to help nile up. champ.

nicky shooting noriko through andy was cool. rip to the concept since it wont happen in tog2

wanna see mr ejiofor deliver this line

on that note imo copley was. weirdly enough, more interesting in fm than in tog1. to me at least. the fact that andy let him live and he was so haunted by what had happened that he came back and sought them out despite knowing they would likely kill him for it bc he wanted to not only make up for what hed done but also to tell them what theyd done for the world was admittedly more interesting than andy just kind of drafting him to the cause and him going 'okie'

i like how nicky was drawn in this one. in opening fire he looks like a blob man but in fm he looks more like a very nice grampa with a very good dye job

'theres no pain like a broken heart' andy 🥺

noriko implying andy's never drowned. .. .idk about that one, she musta drowned sometime

joe and nicky came, they waxed poetic about nile's love life, they waxed poetic about grog, and then they left.

sports bras being a reason humanity is good. i mean..... okay, yeah.

i mean. wild but you cant exactly tell her shes wrong

i liked how noriko telling andy that their purpose is to make people suffer coincides with joe and nicky finding out that they actually did good all those years

joenicky in opening fire: jail for booker jail for booker for 100 years

joenicky when copley tells them he knows where booker is: WE'LL KILL YOU WHERE IS HE

joenicky when copley comes back: if your vibes come off as even remotely rancid we Will destroy you

joenicky 2 minutes later when copley helped them find booker: he made up some ground :)))) <3 lov you j cops

theyre forgiving af

moose: how old are you?? a hundred??? a thousand???

nile [vine voice]: I M 2 7 ?

alright andy you got me there

joe texts like my aunt

i dont know why noriko drowning andy in that car tickled me. Bad And Naughty Andromaches Get Put In The Pear Wiggler To Atone For Their Crimes.

the drowning sequence was cool

copley trying to talk to andy while she was like o_o at him was great

ive hit the picture limit but id seen that panel where nicky goes 'forgive me' as he kills a guy out of context and it was HILARIOUSLY anticlimactic for me to discover that there was literally no context to it. nicky just apologizes to random people he kills. i thought that guy was someone he knew or something. nope its just Some Guy that nicky didnt know from adam

nile's complaint that andy was especially brutal to the guys on the boat... i mean. . , how exactly does one kill a man with an axe and not be brutal about it?

it was funny how noriko kissed andy and the only people who seemed surprised by that were nile and also andy

nicky and joe's complete non-reaction to finding out noriko is alive And Evil Now is endlesly funny. they just left her on that boat and neither cared. i get book and nile not caring but joe and nicky knew her, and they just have 0 input on the subject of what to do with her

pinstripe suit guy!

joe and nicky and booker packing up and leaving with nile

andy blowing up at nile was A Moment tho

i dont know, i get why people didnt like the ending but its. .. . it makes more sense in the comicverse. bc the squad doesnt really. .. interact outside of jobs? i mean, think of the moon landing story in ttt. that was booker and joe and nicky doing a job and andy only showed up a for a couple minutes after it was done. or the brunch in the first issue of opening fire. the squad arent as tight in the comic, and andy often seems to do her own thing outside of work, so andy saying 'i dont want to do work anymore' and the squad being like 'alright bye then' makes more sense in this universe than the movie one

also i feel like greg was Trying to set up a thing where nile becomes the Leader of The Squad after andy dies but like. its not very well done since. . . i mean, nile hasnt spoken to booker since opening fire, (and she only knew him A Day). and shes known joe and nicky all that time, but there isnt really anything that indicates that they have any relationship at all, much less one that's grown. in all the comicverse the only time nile and nicky speak is in FM, and in that scene nicky tells nile about noriko. nile goes from someone who needs to be set aside to have background knowledge explained to her to being the Leader of the group with nothing in between. it kind of... comes out of nowhere.

on the other hand tho... i felt really bad for andy thru the whole thing. well, i always felt bad for andy, but in this one she seemed so miserable, especially since it really felt like none of the others actually.... cared about her. when noriko came back no one asked andy how she was doing (big question ik, but it wouldve showed they cared at least), nobody ever expressed any concern for her, no one even really seemed to want to be around her. in opening fire everyone was more distant than in the movie of course, but there were little moments where she would joke with joe, or nicky would try and comfort her, or stuff like that, but in FM it really felt like they just didnt really care about her. & in opening fire it felt a lot like andy's relationship with nile breathed some new life into her, but in FM it felt like all they did was argue. i get theyre not *as* close in the comics but it really felt like the only person who cared about andy at all was noriko (which was probably also how andy felt) but it just seemed to come out of nowhere. honestly i was reading and i was honestly agreeing with andy that she might just be better off if she did just die. opening fire, on the other hand, never make me feel that way

tho everyone made it sound like when the squad split up it was one of those cursed 'the found family leaves each other at the end of the journey' tropes. but guys i mean,,, this is the second installment out of three. that isnt the End. theyll come back in the third one and Dramatically Reunite to fight some baddies (probably those 'others' noriko mentioned). im guessing yitzhak fits into that too somehow.

anyways it wasnt That Bad but it made me kind of sad and the only Sweet Found Family vibes in it were when they saved booker. also they shouldve beefed up that nilemoose romance, it underwhelmed me. 6.5/10

i also ABSOLUTELY understand all of greg's comments about how you couldnt make FM directly into a movie, he always said that it had no plot and. i get it now. it really didnt have a plot sdfghjkl

#nicoloalkaysani #it took me So Long to type this up #asdfghjk

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garbagefromatoilet · 3 years ago

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heyy this is coni

im not new to tumblr but this is a new blog so i can reblog and talk about fanfiction without having to be paranoid or anxious about people ik irl seeing it and me ending up embarrassed

like the url suggest i am garbage and i jump everywhere when it comes to fandoms, but here are a few that come to mind in case you're also interested in seeing fanfics from them:

-star wars (including the mandalorian & bobf)

-bbc ghosts

-band of brothers

-the pacific

-harry potter/fantastic beasts

-the terror

-lotr/the hobbit

-the suicide squad

-game of thrones

-mr robot

theres potential for others out of these fandoms to end up on this page, but like i said im all over the place

no one will prob see this but if you do i hope yall enjoy my page <3

also dont be shy to send a message or an ask if yall want! i love new friends :)

#new blog #fanfic #star wars #the mandalorian #the book of boba fett #bbc ghosts #band of brothers #the pacific #harry potter #hp #fantastic beasts #the terror #lord of the rings #lotr #the hobbit #the suicide squad #game of thrones #mr robot

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remmyswritings · 4 years ago

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hi!!! i love your writing and im so thankful bc u write for my fave characters ❤️❤️ could u please maybe write something with blaise where reader is a muggleborn and hes taking her to meet his mother and shes worried but in the end she gets the zabini approval? ik its a silly idea idk how to say it sorry :(( have a great day !! ty !!!! ❤️❤️

awwwwwwww thank you sm boo 💛💛💛💛💛💛

I HOPE YOU ENJOY IT BOO :))))))

*Not my GIF, thank you Lee for finding it for me... you can find it HERE *

mother’s approval//blaise zabini x f!reader

It was a surprise to the whole school when you- a Hufflepuff muggleborn- and Blaise Zabini started dating. Some people thought that Blaise was pranking you, others thought that you were being forced into the relationship, and yet nobody could believe that the two of you had a consensual, loving relationship… At least that wasn’t until you got so mad at another older Gryffindor for bothering the two of you and punching him in the gut.

After that, the novelty of your relationship lasted for another week until it soon moved to the background of everything that went on at Hogwarts. And since then you always felt happy and safe with Blaise, but today you did not. Today you were a ball of nerves because you would be meeting and staying with Blaise’s mother over the break.

“Hey darling,” Blaise hugged you from behind as he placed a soft kiss on your cheek, “you feeling any better?”

“Hmm,” Blaise’s touch brought you out from the depths of your thoughts that had been threatening to consume you ever since you woke up, “just a bit nervous… that’s all.”

He sat down next to you and grabbed one of your hands, bringing it up to his lips and kissing your knuckles, watching you as he did so. You looked at him for a split second, a small smile gracing your lips, but it wasn’t enough to break you free from the ever consuming monologue holding your brain hostage.

“Why don’t we head down to the kitchen, my love?” Blaise pushed a piece of hair back behind your ear, “I can make you breakfast and tell you all about my mother and what we’ll do when we get to the manor.”

As the words “make you breakfast” left Blaise’s lips, he knew you would agree… and the way you turned to him, a warm smile growing on your face by the second as you nodded eagerly only confirming his thoughts.

The two of you made your way to the kitchen, Blaise talking about whatever crossed his mind in hopes of getting you to converse more with him. You were definitely the talker of the relationship, but in times like these Blaise was more than willing to take on your role if it helped you escape your maze of thoughts.

It may not have been until he set down your plate in front of you that you finally asked him about what he made that he knew you had returned. With a passionate smile, his eyes lighting up, he told you all about the dish he made and also, by chance, how it was the first dish he learned how to make completely on his own… from his mother’s recipes of course.

“This is just so…” you moaned happily as the food melted in your mouth, “I’ve lost all words.”

Blaise chuckled at your reaction, one which he was used to but always enjoyed seeing, “Well if you’re like this with my food, you won’t even be able to speak when you try my mother’s cooking.”

You shied away at remembering what is waiting for you when the two of you get off the Hogwarts Express later in the day. Blaise reached out and grabbed your hand in his, running his thumb over the back of your hand, “What is she like?”

“Well- I’m a lot like her… and you won me over, so trust me when I tell you that she will love you too,” Blaise soon looked over at the clock, and seeing the time, he pulled you up from the table, “we should get going then.”

After spending most of the ride back to London, cuddled up to Blaise’s side, prying more information about his mother out of him, you felt a lot better about actually meeting her today… at least you felt better until the train arrived at the station and you realized that this was actually going to happen. Blaise felt your body tense up next to him and waited until everyone left your carriage before turning to you.

He cupped your face in his hands, caressing your cheeks softly, “Darling, trust me when I tell you that she will love you, if anything she already loves you because I’ve told her all about you from the moment we met.”

Your eyes grew bigger and softer at the same time, “You’ve talked about me?” you whispered.

“Of course, darling,” Blaise stepped away and picked up your bags, holding his hand out for you to grab, “Now why don’t we go out there so that she can finally meet you?”

You nodded your head and let Blaise bring you over to where his mother was waiting.

At first glance, the woman standing before you looked cold and intimidating. But as you observed her closely, you saw how the shimmer in her eyes grew as she saw you and Blaise walking toward her, how eager she was to bring Blaise into her arms, and how that eagerness continued as she pulled you closer as well. Her eyes seemed to soften as she saw your still slightly frazzled state, and she brought you into a comforting hug, whispering to you as she did so, “It’s so nice to finally meet you, Y/N. Blaise has talked about you often… of course, his descriptions of you do not do you justice.”

“Thank you Mrs. Zabini,” you whispered back, a blush growing on your face at her compliment, “It’s nice to finally meet you too, and thank you for letting me stay with the two of you.”

“How could I not let you, especially if it means we’ll be able to have some one-on-one time without Blaise trying to steal you away,” Blaise’s mother looked over at him as you laughed at her comment, “I would absolutely love that.”

As the three of you finally left the platform you could hear Blaise behind you shaking his head and muttering jokingly about what he was thinking letting the two of you be in the same room together.

When the day finally came to an end and you trudged over to the room that Mrs. Zabini had set out for you, you couldn’t help but smile as you overheard Blaise talking with his mother, “So… what do you think of her?” “I better be calling her my daughter-in-law soon.”

You knew when Blaise went to check on you before he went to sleep that he had done that just for you, just from the look on his face and yet as he bid you goodnight he couldn’t help but say, “She really does expect us to get married someday… and so do I.”

Puffs: @willowbleedsonpaper @liilyevanss @dogweedanddeathcaps @potterverseimagine @in-slytherin-we-trust @masterofthedarkness @imboredandneedalife @lila-lilakk @strawberriesonsummer @kalimagik @62442-am @nebulablakemurphy @kashishwrites @queendcnn @mytreec @curious-curios @jenniweaslee @cherrycolakxsses @peeves-a-legend @booksmusicteaandanimals @heart-of-tempered-steel @dreaming-about-fanfictions @lettersfromtheocean @izzytheninja @abbiesthings @idont-knowrn @acciotwinz @strangerpilot011 @enjoying-fantasyland21 @audreythehufflepuff @simplymagicalwritings @thatcatsit @criminalyetminimal @chaoticgirl04 @am-i-space @slytherin4ever

Blaise Zabini: @thepeakygurl

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forest-of-thought · 5 years ago

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South Park Fanfiction Bingo

1) Token throws a party

2) Cartman is the only straight guy

3) Cartman x Wendy

4) Bebe dumps Clyde

5) Creek is a main pairing

6) Kyle being a tsundere

7) Kenny offers to fuck someone.

8) Kenny smokes or does drugs.

9) Cartman jealous of StanxKyle

10) Wendy jealous of Kyle

11) Kyle jealous of Wendy

12) Token and Clyde are always hanging out together.

13) Wendy is a bitch

14) Bebe has a reputation of sleeping around.

15) Tweek is a drug addict

16) Creek starts off as a fake relationship but ends up genuine (especially if written before their "canon" episode)

17) Cartman has a change of heart.

18) Graduation

19) Ike is a savage with the best one liners

20) Angst

21) Emotionally distant Craig

22) Love interest OC for drama

23) Mysterion shows up.

24) Kenny x Butters

25) Butters finally telling off his parents.

26) Mom-friend Kyle

27) Family dynamic

28) Stan and Kyle acting as Kenny's substitute parents.

29) Clyde cries

30) Damien x Pip is somewhere in the background but not a main focus.

31) Kenny drops/dropped out of school

32) Jimmy is often forgotten about or hangs out with Timmy more than Craig and the others.

33) Wendy and Bebe give up on men and hook up instead.

34) Satan is a very supportive and loving parent.

35) Mr Slave is a cinnamon roll.

36) Mr Garrison is either a very supportive and caring teacher who loves the kids as if they were his own, or a total asshat.

37) Misunderstandings.

#this post is made in jest #not actually a dig at fanfics #southpark #south park #creek #style #sp craig #sp tweek #sp stan #sp kyle #sp cartman

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ao3feed-style · 6 years ago

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My Panacea

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2R52u3E

by MoldedLungs

Life and Death are two sides of the same coin. You can not have one, without the other. Hand in hand, tied in string. Fated from day one.

Their is a boy who defines all these laws. His curse is his burden, heartbroken, and perturbed.

However, there is another.

The one.. who might be able to save him.

Watch

Words: , Chapters: 1/2, Language: English

Fandoms: South Park

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Kenny McCormick, Leopold "Butters" Stotch, Kyle Broflovski, Stan Marsh, Eric Cartman, Tweek Tweak, Craig Tucker, Philip "Pip" Pirrip (South Park), Damien Thorn, Kenny McCormick's Parents, Leopold "Butters" Stotch's Parents, Token Black, Clyde Donovan, Karen McCormick, Kevin McCormick, Wendy Testaburger, Bebe Stevens, Red (South Park), Dougie O'Connell, Heidi Turner, Ike Broflovski, Jimmy Valmer, Timmy Burch, Linda Stotch, Mr. Mackey (South Park), Stuart McCormick, Stephen Stotch, Sharon Marsh, Randy Marsh, Sheila Broflovski, Gerald Broflovski, Thomas (South Park: Le Petit Tourette), Mysterion, Professor Chaos

Relationships: Kenny McCormick & Butters Stotch, Butters Stotch/Kenny McCormick, Kenny McCormick/Leopold "Butters" Stoch, Kyle Broflovski/Stan Marsh, Craig Tucker/Tweek Tweak, Phillip "Pip" Pirrup (South Park)/Damien Thorn, Phillip "Pip" Pirrup (South Park) & Damien Thorn

Additional Tags: m/m - Freeform, explicit - Freeform, loving, Lust, bunny - Freeform, There will be sexytime, Tags Are Hard, Sex, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Love, Friendship, Slice of Life, humble, Tears, HARD, Mentions of Suicide, Hardcore, Blood, Death, Abusive Parents, Angst, Loss of Virginity, Heartache, Terrible Time, Pain, Hurt, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Fluff and Angst, Fluff and Smut, Angst and Fluff and Smut, Feels, Sex eventually, Oral Sex, Sorry Not Sorry, Tags May Change, enjoy, Smut, Yaoi, menxmen, Suggestive Themes, BL, Boys Love - Freeform, Fanfiction, South Park: The Stick of Truth, South Park: The Fractured But Whole, South Park: Bigger Longer and Uncut, south park - Freeform, Desperation, Depression, hardship, Sexual Themes, orgasmic, I'm Bad At Titles, First Kiss, First Love, Sloppy Makeouts, Destroying Childhood Memories, Fun, Sex Is Fun, Moving On, Hold Onto Your Panties, Protective Siblings, mysterion - Freeform, professor chaos - Freeform, Inspired by Music, Inspired by Fanart, Inspired by Poetry, Love and other Drugs, Drugs, Abandonment, Love/Hate

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2R52u3E

#stan x kyle #kyle x stan #south park style #south park #fan fiction #ao3feed

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ao3feed-creek · 6 years ago

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My Panacea

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2R52u3E

by MoldedLungs

Life and Death are two sides of the same coin. You can not have one, without the other. Hand in hand, tied in string. Fated from day one.

Their is a boy who defines all these laws. His curse is his burden, heartbroken, and perturbed.

However, there is another.

The one.. who might be able to save him.

Watch

Words: 3062, Chapters: 1/2, Language: English

Fandoms: South Park

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2R52u3E

#Tweek x Craig #Craig x Tweek #IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic

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a-simple-complexity · 3 years ago

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*zooms in with vats to learn the cute indie singers name*

*he offers me silly bands and a place to watch amazing world of gumball*

*we get cozy and watch DanTDM, Markiplier, Jacksepticeye, and PewDiePie because it's 2013 and we love them*

*we draw cat noses and whiskers on our faces and watch DanIsNotOnFire and AmazingPhil*

*we play Minecraft and start our own YouTube channels and gain subscribers*

*we have vlogs from time to time*

*we go out for Starbucks and to the planetarium*

*we get noticed*

*we get bigger and bigger, soon becoming friends with mark, jack, pewds, and Dan*

"is been a while, let's get married"

*we get married, and move to California or Florida*

*we get more well known*

*we continue with Minecraft and maybe Garry's mod*

*I animate on the side*

*years go on*

*the gang drifts apart*

*we're in our early 30's*

*still making videos*

*from time to time game grumps features us*

*you've cut your hair shorter and your style never really changed*

*we've found fanfiction about ourselves*

*we laugh*

*2019 is a drag and so were the following years*

*we look back to 2013*

*we open our computer and find our last post on Tumblr 3 days old*

*we go back to the beginning and it was like our first studio apartment*

"welp, first post on Tumblr!"

*we've seen fandoms tear other fandoms apart at the throat*

*we've met hipsters and feral artists*

*we were apart of superwholock*

*we've seen empires rise and empires fall, because that's what they do*

*and we asked ourselves*

*when do our empires fall?*

*so we bought a succulent*

*told ourselves when they succulent dies out then we will know ours has fallen*

*and they went on with it for years*

*different trends set out*

*new technology was discovered*

*at point you're hair has fallen out by 40*

*we have adopted a robot butler named Mr Ike*

*our first dog, a German shepherd named Presley, is 18*

*being kept alive by being a cyberhound*

*in time all we be dust*

#hi #im very high rn

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ikenbar · 2 years ago

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Mr. Love: Ike's Choice CH5 PT11 (end)

Alright! It's the end of Chapter Five! And it only took almost a full year to finish! :D I hope you guys enjoyed! I have chapter six and the one shots all lined up and ready so stay tuned! :)

Warnings: Angst! Loads of it!! The kind that grips at your heart and leaves ya breathless. Oh yeah. That's the stuff. Also the classic cliffhanger that may make you want to kill me! :D

(Chapter Five (Kiro and Youran) Prologue and part one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, and ten can be found here~)

((Please read the author’s note (and the beginning of the story) on chapter one part one if you’re new here :D))

(((And here is the Masterpost to the whole story for anyone who would like to dive into different parts of the adventure!!)))

Chapter Five:

Part Eleven:

“I don’t know.” Kiro worriedly tapped at his plate with his chopsticks, messing with the crumbs still left on his plate, “She’s been in there a while.”

“You think I should check on her?” Youran gripped at her dress from under the table, nervously looking at her plate of uneaten food, “The food is getting cold.”

“No need.” I made them both jump as I approached the table.

“Ike!” They both said, moving to stand.

“I’m fine, I’m fine.” I waved them off and sat back down in my seat, “I’ve just been fighting this awful headache lately. I must just be taking on too much work. I think I’ll take tomorrow off.”

“Good idea.” Kiro said, sitting back down in his seat, “Wouldn’t want you dying of stress on us.” I chuckled weakly and picked up my chopsticks. A hand appeared from next to me and held my left hand. I looked up and met Youran’s eyes.

“Are you sure that’s all?” She asked. A calm came over my head, quenching the pain that had been nearly insufferable just moments ago. I booped her nose with my chopsticks.

“You worry too much.” I smiled, pulling my hand from hers, “Some food will probably do me some good. I’ll be healthy in no time.” With no room for discussion, I made my plate.

>>>

We all slumped over, sighing in relief as we finally finished our food. “I’ll get this one.” I pulled my wallet from my pocket.

“No!” Kiro and Youran yelled. I froze.

“Why? Did the way I ate the food insult you or something?”

“No, it’s nothing like that.” Youran laughed, “You just always pay for things with us. Every time I have coffee with you, I feel like I have to wrench the bill out of your hands!”

“That happened at Souvenir too!” Kiro gestured to me and rolled his eyes, “We hadn’t even gotten our bills yet and she was on it.”

“I don’t think I have ever heard people getting angry over me treating them for a meal.” I scoffed.

“I’ll pay this time.” Youran said, standing up, “Kiro can get it the next time! Then we can rotate!”

“Sounds good!” Kiro beamed. I rolled my eyes and put my wallet back in my back pocket. But Youran’s words echoed in my mind.

Next time…

My stomach twisted uncomfortably but I ignored it as Youran giggled. “Then it’s settled!” She beamed, “I’ll be right back!”

“Alright,” I slumped back in my chair, “Thanks, Youri.” Youran smiled sweetly then paused as she thought of something. Before I could ask, her smile blossomed as she gasped.

“Ike! I keep forgetting to tell you!” She excitedly said, sitting back down in her chair as she tugged on my arm, “I have a nickname for you!” My eyebrow twitched.

“Is that so?” I nonchalantly said, “And what is it?”

“How do you like,

“Marie?��

An overwhelming peace came over my heart as images of my childhood came crashing to my senses. Images of a field of grass, an old rusty room, but ;more importantly; images of one little girl, running around carelessly, humming a familiar tune.

She was smiling.

“... Ike?” Youran egged, tugging once again on my arm, bringing me back to my senses, “Is Marie ok? I can change it if you-”

“No.” My voice cracked as I quickly cut Youran off. I cleared my throat and sat up, “Marie… Marie’s perfect.” Youran smiled brightly. Before I could stop her, she threw her arms around my neck and squeezed tightly.

“Yay!!” She cheered, “Marie it is!!” I patted her arm lightly, cringing at my lack of self control. You moron. Accepting a nickname now? Do you realize what you’ve just done?

After a moment, Youran pulled away from me, still smiling. Before I could take anything back, she quickly turned and made her way to the front desk. I watched Youran as she left. The knot in my stomach pushed it’s way up my chest. Maybe I shouldn’t do this…

“You and Youran get along really well.” Kiro spoke softly to me. I kept my eyes on Youran at the front desk as I nodded, “How long have you two known each other?”

“...Almost a month now.”

“Really? It seems like you two have been friends for longer then that.”

“It surprises me too.” I said softly, watching Youran laugh with the cashier over an unheard joke.

“... I’ve never seen you act like this before.”

“Like what?”

“So gentle. Like, Youran makes you... soft.”

The knot in my chest tightened even further. I hummed my response to Kiro as I pulled my eyes from Youran and back to the table. Despite everything that told me not to, I had to do this. If I didn’t, who knows what might happen?... who might get hurt?...

Kiro, Youran, and I made our way to our cars. Since Youran had lived close by, Youran and Kiro both decided to walk together. I happily accepted it. I don’t think I could drive alone with her…

They waved goodbye to me, walking heavily layered in the foggy night into the city. I waved back, holding a soft smile as I did so. I watched them as they turned and walked away, talking and laughing together. My smile faded gradually as she disappeared, walking far enough away now that she wouldn’t hear if I had called her name. I leaned against my car, watching my hot breath clearly as it steamed from my mouth and disappeared in that cold autumn’s air. I buried my head further in my jacket as doubts swirled in my mind.

As much as you may think that it may help, it won’t.

Youran’s the queen. She can take care of herself.

And what if she can’t?

… she’s got Kiro. And Victor. And Gavin. I wouldn’t be surprised if she didn’t already have Lucien too.. She doesn’t... need... me.

I pulled out my phone and opened my contacts. Whatever destiny Black Swan has for us, they can’t have if we aren't together. If all I’ve done is put the people I cared about in danger...

I stopped scrolling when I hit Youran’s contact info. Her name almost seemed to pop out of the device and etched itself in my mind. I don’t have to be with her to protect her… She will be safe. That brown haired child’s smile flashed in my mind. I sighed, and clicked the ‘edit’ button next to her name. I erased it and wrote “Youri” in it’s place, then hit save.

Satisfied with the change,

I blocked her.

>>>

A day had passed since I had cut ties with Youran. I delved into my work, telling the guard that Victor had assigned me to only let Bart, Minor, Victor, and whomever I had an appointment with in my office. No exceptions. This had started off swimmingly, letting me focus on my work while what doubts I held in my head. It all was just fine… until there was a knock on my door that afternoon.

“Come in.” I droned.

I was slumped over and nose deep in a progress report from one of our filming stations, paying no attention to the person knocking. The door opened then there was a pause. I sighed, “Minor, if this is you telling me that you’re worried again, I swear I’ll pour the rest of this coffee over your head.”

“... It’s not.” The familiar, cold tone, made me jump slightly. I looked up and met Victor’s eyes. He was standing tall by my door, one hand on the doorknob and the other in his pocket, his usual poker face in full effect. I immediately straightened my posture. I hadn’t seen Victor in a month. He had been on a business trip and, me being busy with the show and… Youran... I hadn’t had the chance to talk to him.

“Oh!” I cleared my throat, slightly flustered, standing from my desk politely, “Victor! You’re back from Dubai! I apologize for my behavior. Was there a problem with the report I sent in?" Victor stood in the door for a moment, looking me up and down. Then, he hummed and approached my desk.

“You seem busy.” He picked up one of the files on the desk and inspected it. I quickly snatched it from him.

“Hey, now.” I brushed it off and placed it back down on it’s correct pile, “I’ve got things organized here for a reason. Last thing I need to happen is mix up the Miracle Writer prop list with Show Me the Honey’s. Chaos would break loose.”

Victor folded his arms. “Have you gone to lunch yet?” He asked seriously.

“Don’t need to. Too busy. I’ll just have a big dinner later. Now,” I looked back up at Victor, already picking up the file I was previously working on, “is there something you needed from me or may I get back to work?” There was a pause as Victor looked at me with a strange look. I didn’t get a chance to ask as Victor reached out and took the file from my hands. I scoffed and tried to take it back. He pulled it away from me, holding it out of my reach. Annoyance flooded my body. Victor arched his eyebrow.

“Someone is here to see you.” He said, tucking the folder under his arm.

“Yeah, I know.” I sighed, folding my arms and pursing my lips, “and he won’t let me do my work.”

“Not me.” Victor moved, “Her.” I looked over to the door and froze. Youran was standing there, timidly waiting and nervously smiling. She wore a gray suit with a pencil skirt that lay just above her knees. Her hair up in a ponytail while light makeup brushed her face. My breath hitched in my throat.

Youran waved at me. I didn’t move. “She told me she tried to visit you but the guard wouldn't let it in anyone without an appointment.” Victor inspected my face as I stared at Youran, “She also said you weren’t answering your phone. So, figuring there was some problem with communication, I let her in.” Victor looked inside the file he took from me then placed it on top of one of the piles on my desk. “I’ll leave you to it.” With that, Victor left the room.

As he walked past Youran, she let herself in, closing the door behind her. “Marie!” She smiled, eyebrows knitted slightly, “I haven’t been able to reach you on your phone for some reason. It might be acting up again.” A sharp pain shot through my chest as Youran sat in front of me. “I wanted to ask how your headache was doing! I have a scientist friend who gave me some remedies for migraines. And he’s a good source so you should try them!” The pain grew as she talked. Even after I blocked her, avoided her, and made it nearly impossible for her to see me. She still ended up in front of me. Talking as if nothing happened. Blaming everything else but me for the troubles. I looked down at my desk, mixed emotions pushing through my heart.

She came back to you, They said, This is a sign. Unblock her. She’s only safe with you! She wants to be safe with you!

“Marie?” Youran asked softly, pulling my eyes back to her, “...What’s wrong?” She doesn’t blame you. Just say you lost your phone. You can have her back! She can be with you again! She would be safe again.

I sighed, tapping my finger lightly on the desk. Youran opened her mouth to speak. I cut her off. “I’m sorry, Youran.” My tone was tactless and cold, “I’m afraid I can’t meet with you right now. If you would like to talk to my assistant about times where I am open, feel free to do so.”

“‘Youran?’” Youran laughed nervously, “What happened to Youri?” The pain in my chest grew even more intense. I didn’t let it phase me.

“These are my business hours, Youran.” I walked around my desk and to the door, “I must keep this professional.”

“O-okay.” Youran stood up and followed me to the door, “Then, when are you open? Are we still ok for coffee on Monday?” I froze, hand held over the door handle. My heart felt as if it were about to burst in agony. Every fiber of my being screamed to accept her words but I couldn’t. I couldn’t let her mindlessly control me anymore. Even if it was unintentional.

Keeping my back to her, I said the words I should have said the night before. The words I hoped to avoid. The words that kept me up every night I was away from her,

“Youran, I think we should keep things between us purely professional.”

And, just like that, everything was silent.

Youran was speechless. But not for long.

“Wh-why?” She walked up to me quickly and tugged at my sleeve, bringing my eyes to her, “Was it something I did? Something I said??” She gasped, “Was it because I didn’t let you pay for the meal?? Marie, I didn’t mean to-”

“You didn’t do anything.” I turned around and opened the door to the office.

“Then why?” Youran panicked, “This is so sudden!”

“Youran.” I tried pulling her hands off of me, but she wouldn’t budge.

“Marie, I need-”

“Youran!” I boomed, shutting Youran up immediately, “...Please. I need to get back to work.” Youran stood there, breathing hurriedly. After a long, tedious moment, she let go of my arm.

Epilogue:

Youran frowned at her phone. The last texts she sent were lingering, unread, on her screen.

Hey! You’re still up for dinner tonight, right?

I’m really in the mood for hotpot. Is that ok with you?

I know you had a shoot today and I don’t want to bother you. Just let me know!

But it had been 2 hours and Ike still hadn’t texted back. Normally, Youran would leave that be but her and Ike had been talking nonstop for a week. They clicked immediately and would spend every moment together. Ike was also super good at making sure Youran knew that she wouldn’t be able to talk and for how long. Ike had also told her that the sights for the shooting had changed, so she had to have service. This behavior was off for her.

Those unread texts didn’t matter as soon as Youran’s taxi pulled up to the studio and she saw the police cars and fire trucks parked outside of it.

She quickly stepped out of her taxi, quickly payed the driver, then ran to the building. She grabbed the knob to the front door, panic overwhelming her senses. Please let her be ok. Youran repeated over and over in her head, Please don’t let it be Ike.

“Youran.” A voice called from behind her, stopping Youran in her place. She whipped around and saw Gavin approaching her.

“What-..?” They both asked at the same time.

“I-” They tried again. Youran shook her head and ran to the officer’s side.

“What happened?” She hurriedly asked, sparing no time for games.

“I got a call for a incident in the studio.” Gavin said, a tone of seriousness settling on his tongue, “Apparently, two people fell through the flooring.”

“Why would you be called in for something like that?” Youran asked, “Can’t the firefighters just get them out?”

“Foul play has been suspected from events that led up to the incident. One including a mishap with a light. It had fallen right above one of the actors. Upon further inspection by the crew, it seemed as if someone had cut the wire.”

Youran gasped. “Is the actor ok?!” She asked quickly.

“He was shoved out of the way by one of the employees.” Gavin spoke plainly. Youran sighed in relief, “But when they hit the ground, it fell from under them. Sending them to who knows where.” Youran nodded gravely. She looked behind Gavin and at the many police cars behind him.

“Why are there so many police officers here? Is the actor someone important?”

“Very.” Gavin nodded and folded his arms, “He is a top selling artist. But we aren’t just here for him. The second person who fell through the floor is one of the producers of the company who rented the studio."

Youran gulped, "and… which company would that be?"

"... The Ike ‘n Bar Productions company.”

Youran’s blood ran cold. "Which producer was it?�� She quickly asked.

Gavin’s eyebrows furrowed grimmly, “... Ikamara Bikira.”

Youran gasped and clutched her mouth. A feeling of defenselessness crept in her chest. She had only known Ikamara for a week but she felt so close with her. Ike made her feel so safe and Youran didn’t for a moment question the strength she held. But now, what if she had gotten hurt? What if they fell and she broke something?? What if she was in danger?!

Youran’s knees felt weak. Gavin saw this and reached out just in time to catch her.

“Are you ok?” Gavin asked urgently as Youran clung onto his arms. She didn’t answer, her troubled thoughts becoming too much to bear.

“Do you know if she’ll be ok?” Yourang asked meekly, regretting the question as soon as it left her mouth.

“No.” Gavin answered truthfully, “But I promise we will do whatever we can to bring her back safely.” The panic in Youran’s heart settled slightly. Gavin could save her, just like he did for Youran not long ago. “Come on,” Gavin tugged at Youran’s side, “Let’s go back to the patrol cars. I have some water there you can drink.” Youran nodded and followed Gavin away from the studio.

Gavin stayed with Youran, standing outside of the car as Youran sat inside on the passenger seat, sipping on the water Gavin gave her. Eventually, a police officer walked out of the studio. He was holding something in his hands as he scanned the outside. Finally, he locked eyes with Gavin and immediately made his way over to him. Gavin straightened himself and addressed the officer.

“Officer.” Gavin said, professionally.

“Officer Gavin.” The officer stopped in front of him and nodded politely, “There is still no sign of the missing victims.” Youran’s panic rose again in her chest, “We watched the cameras back and positively confirmed one of the persons as the superstar, Kiro.” Youran gasped from inside the car. “ We also confirmed the destination where they had fallen. So we pried the floor up and… and we found cement.” Gavin and Youran tensed.

“Is there a way for us to get through it?” Gavin asked.

“We have people on their way with the proper tools. In the meantime,” the officer handed Gavin what he had been holding, “This is the producer’s blazer. She had taken it off before he had fallen through. Her phone and wallet are in it, confirming her id as Ikamara Bikira.” Youran’s grip tightened on her water bottle, causing some of the water to spill onto her lap. She paid no mind to it, merely keeping her attention to the blazer. Gavin nodded to the officer.

“Thank you.” Gavin said in a grave tone. The officer nodded and headed back to the studio. Youran stared at the blazer in Gavin’s hand.

“Gavin?” He turned to her, “... May I?” She reached out her hand. Gavin looked down then, realizing what she meant, gave her the blazer. Youran reached in the blazer pocket and pulled out her phone. She tried opening it…

then tried again…

it remained black.

Youran sighed, holding her knees to her chest as she stared at the blank screen. What if she was in danger? What if she was stuck and needed help out? Kiro was with her. What if they were both stuck and-

Youran shook her head held the blazer to her face in comfort. Ike’s familiar androgynous scent drifted into her nose. An immediate calm came over Youran, making her close her eyes. Ike’s poker face came to mind. The poker face she held reminded Youran of Victor, but Victor never held the amount of gentleness Ike had. Nor the sweetness in her smile… nor the rush of peace that Ike gave her everytime they touched.

A loud bang came from the side of the building next to the studio, followed by the sound of crumbling stone. Youran instantly perked up, looking towards the noise. Gavin held out a hand, stopping her from getting out of the car. He tugged at the radio on his shoulder and started speaking into it. Youran didn’t hear him though, her focus was on the figure that walked out of the alley. It was a woman wearing tattered, dust ridden clothes. The sleeves of her white shirt were torn to shreds, revealing muscly, heavily scarred, arms. She held her hand up against the sun, blocking the light from her blue eyes as she searched the area. Her hair was messily pulled from her ponytail, strands framed her face as she locked eyes with something in the distance. The sight of her made Youran’s eyes water.

“Ike.” Youran’s whisper caught in her throat. Gavin lowered his hand as he watched Ike as well, his eyes filling with various emotions. A man came up behind Ike, his hand raised as Ike’s was. He caught Youran’s eyes almost immediately. It was Kiro! Youran jumped put of the car with excitement. Kiro smiled and waved as Youran sighed, relieved they were both ok.

Ike finally caught Youran’s eyes. She looked shocked, mouthing something that Youran couldn’t quite read. Suddenly, Ike keeled over, clutching her head in pain. Kiro was quick to move to help her but hesitation stopped him from touching her. Youran thrust the blazer into Gavin’s hands as she ran over to Ike’s side.

“What happened?!” She quickly asked Kiro the moment she was close enough.

“I-I don’t know!” Kiro folded his arms anxiously, “She wouldn’t tell me!” Youran moved to hold Ike’s hand, but stopped as she saw the scars that wrapped around her arms. Ike hadn’t ever worn anything but long sleeves when she was with Youran and she never questioned it. The scars all looked old but Yoruan didn’t want to accidentally hurt her. So instead, she lightly held her hand to Ike’s cheek.

Immediately, Ike snapped her hand to her’s, holding it tightly and pulling it from her face. Youran jumped. A yelp held it’s place in her throat as they locked eyes.

Ike’s eyes had changed from their normal, caribbean blue to a dark, crimson red.

They bore a hole into Youran, sending a sense of danger and familiarity crashing into the dark parts of her mind. Sounds that sounded far away to her came reeling into her ears. Sounds of glass smashing, people yelling, sirens going off, and... screaming.

End of Chapter Five:

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