#near the end of the year we just stopped talking to each other. kinda closed myself off from everyone in my class after that.

[caramelmochacrow]

thinking abt 3 of my friends from. like. 3 years ago??? (idk anymore) and how they reacted so calmly to me coming out as trans when i was half unsure abt myself. like, !?!?!?!? WHAT. i literally told them i wanted to be a guy and they were chill abt it. like, so chill.

i wish i remembered that before i did some crazy mind gymnastics to make me think i wasnt. but eh im alright w it now.

[kozumesphone]

hi hi hi can i please get a percy jackson x daughter of aphrodite reader?? basically she’s all about the love part of Aphrodite and she’s talking about it constantly and he’s her friend and kinda realises like oh wait i’m in love w her

does that make sense?? also can i get a moodboard w it?? <33

thank you and ily!

masterlist

💌┊₊˚⊹꒷ BROOKLYN BABY .ᐟ

⤷ percy jackson x daughter of aphrodite!reader ‧₊˚ ⋅

ᝰ. 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 . . . percy jackson and the heroes of olympus

ᝰ. 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐬 . . . y/n constantly yaps about the idea of love to her best friend, percy, and he realises he has feelings for her. (annie’s y/n’s close friend too! i’m too nice to make her an angry b </3) also!! y/n has brown eyes solely bc brown eyes are pretty asf and not talked about enough <3 + ft. best friends to lovers, minor gods dissing (like one time), y/n reading the cruel prince (not directly mentioned), percy having an ‘uh oh, i’m in love’ moment, and a book bouquet. p.s. moodboard at the end!

ᝰ. 𝐤𝐞𝐲 . . . y/n: your name | y/l/n: your last name | n/n: nickname

ᝰ. 𝐰𝐜 . . . 1.4k

ᝰ. 𝐚/𝐧 . . . hdkwjdkw 1/8 asks complete lmao. this req was so cute!! I love reading the ‘moment of realisation’ dialogues in books, but it was especially fun to write it for the first time. it was a little weird to write only bc i’m a cabin 3 kid irl but it’s okay 😭 for the sake of a fluffy fic, I powered through, guys <3

2 years ago . . .

✮⋆˙ y/n’s pov

“some kid killed a minotaur!” a hermes cabin demigod yelled from near the dining pavilion. glancing up from our glasses of soda, annabeth and I turned towards the voice. “he’s a new one!”

we looked at each other, wondering which god couldn’t keep it in their pants again.

suddenly, a few apollo kids ran out from the infirmary towards the arch near thalia’s tree.

“the new kid’s probably clumsy,” annabeth said.

“he killed a minotaur,” I shot back.

“hey, you can be dumb and strong at the same time.”

“uh huh. whose child do you think he is? I bet it’s one of the big three.” I said.

“no way, they have a pact, remember-”

“do you really think they actually follow that, annie?” I snickered at her.

in a while, an unconscious boy about their age was carried into the infirmary. I only caught sight of his black hair, and dishevelled and bloody look. I decided to visit him the next day to check up on his condition.

the rest of the day was spent reading in my cabin, while my sisters tried new makeup products on our brother, which was quite funny, really.

throughout the next week, I left the warmth of my bed to visit the new kid—percy jackson—in the infirmary. he had begun to regain consciousness.

“who are you?” he asked, sharply inhaling a breath.

“oh, hey,” I smiled at him. “i’m y/n y/l/n. daughter of aphrodite.”

“right. daughter of aphrodite. a goddess,” he repeated slowly.

I realised that no one had explained about camp half-blood to him yet, and took that job upon myself after calling out for will and letting him know that his patient was awake.

“so, there’s gods and goddesses. and monsters. and everything in the greek myths you were taught? they’re all real. at camp half-blood, we’re all demigods—the children of a god or goddess and a mortal.” I continued to explain to him how the demigod world worked, remembering to talk about the mist, the gods, the cabins, and everything else.

I expected him to not believe me, and call me names (like the other new campers) for lying, but he took it like a champ. he nodded at me, sitting up properly, and asked for something so his arm would stop paining. I immediately got will to help him.

the next week, when I was out by the beach, reading my romance novel about a mortal girl and a faerie prince falling in love after being enemies, I heard sand shifting around behind me.

“who-” I turned around.

“hey, y/n, right?” percy asked, walking closer.

“ah, you remember,” I said, a smile growing on my face.

“well, yeah. you’re really just the only person who has spoken to me normally… and not like I was some intimidating and scary… thing,” he said, running his hands through his already dishevelled hair.

“come, sit down.” I patted the sand beside me. he took his place there, sitting down with his legs criss-crossed.

“what are you reading?” he asked.

I explained to him the plot, setting, characters, and everything about the book I was reading for the next few hours.

we sat there till dusk, watching the sun set into pretty hues of pink, purple, and orange.

“it’s so pretty, isn’t it?” I asked.

✮⋆˙ percy’s pov

“yeah, it is.” I replied to her, eyes fixed on her side profile.

wow. she’s so beautiful.

timeskip: present

“perce!” y/n called loudly, running towards me.

“heyyyy! n/n, you’re back! how was the quest? did you get hurt or anything?” I asked, hugging her, and then moving back to scan her for injuries.

“i’m fine, perce, all good. I got will to check me out and he cleared me,” she said, grinning. her face was swiped with dirt and grime, but she still looked like she was an ethereal princess who walked out of one of her books. “what? have I got a lot of dirt on my face?”

“nah, you’re cool. ‘s pretty.” I said, and she laughed—my favourite sound in the entire world. “and anyway, you need to change out of these clothes and meet me outside your cabin. I have something for you.”

“what is it?”

“that’s a surprise-”

“I hate surprises.”

“you’ll like this one,” I winked at her, as she laughed again.

timeskip

✮⋆˙ y/n’s pov

I changed into casual loose sweatpants and a shirt since it was summer.

ah, summer. one of most romantic seasons ever. the breeze whipping around a girl’s hair, as a boy runs towards her with flowers. the sunlight falling onto their faces as they share a kiss. watching the sun set in pretty shades everyday with each other. that was summer.

everything about it reminded me of percy. watching sunsets, seeing the sunlight fall on his face after he gets out of the water. the flowers, now dry, that he gifted me for every special occasion.

it was hard to admit that I liked him more than I would like any friend. i’d never picked up any hints from him, that might’ve signalled that he liked me, no matter how many of my siblings told me he did.

all friends hold hands, right? and all good friends wish each other a good morning and good night everyday. what was so special? the flowers?

“hey, n/n!” percy’s voice dragged me out of my thoughts. he was dressed in loose shorts and a hawaii button up, and my gods, he looked so gorgeous.

“perce! at least tell me where we’re going now,” I groaned.

“nuh-uh. a surprise is a surprise.” he brought out a blindfold and handed it to me. I raised my eyebrow at him. “put it on. i’ll take you there.”

“I swear to gods, if this turns out to be a prank-”

“shh, it won’t. now put it on,” he promised.

I walked closer to him and put on the blindfold, and he turned me around a few times to make sure I wouldn’t figure out where we’re going. I scoffed at his childish actions.

as he was standing behind me, I felt his warmth on my back. he took my arms at my side and urged me to walk ahead.

he manoeuvred me in different directions and finally stopped after a while.

“you ready, princess?” he asked. the nickname did something to cause butterflies in my stomach.

“yeah,” I whispered.

he took off the blindfold, and it was too bright for a second. I shielded my eyes and groaned, before letting them adjust to the harsh sunlight.

I looked around and saw a huge, fluffy blanket laid down on the grass of the fields. a basket with food was set in one corner and a bouquet in the centre.

specifically, a book bouquet.

“PERCY, HOW DID YO-”

“surprise,” he grinned, as I turned around and hugged him. he’d always given me gifts when I returned from quests, but this was, by far, the best.

“how’d you know all my favourites?” I asked, looking at the 10 romance novels on the blanket.

“oh, annie helped,” he said enthusiastically. “should we sit down and start eating? you can tell me all about the people in your books, and why you like romance books especially, yeah?”

smiling, we sat down on the blankets, and ate away with no care in the world.

✮⋆˙ percy’s pov

as she talked about her books for the next few hours, I could only think about how beautiful her brown eyes were, especially when the sunlight hit them at the correct angle. how soft her lips looked as her mouth moved at a faster pace than her thoughts. how perfect her cheeks were, smiling wide. how amazing she was. how smart and beautiful she was.

when did my feelings of friendship turn into love, for her?

as she continued to speak of the love between her favourite characters, I noticed her longing for a similar love. I could give that to her, couldn’t I?

wait. what? what am I even thinking? y/n’s my best friend.

“love is everywhere, in every gesture, every glance. it’s the thread that binds us together, connecting hearts across time and space,” she said.

and at that moment, I knew I was done for.

I was hopelessly in love with my best friend.

percy jackson x daughter of aphrodite — the love like in her books <3

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[nebula-blitzar]

Just kinda in the mood to post this so like

There’s a lot of rumors and speculations on how Fizz and Oz met and when so I thought I would share my personal theory.

I think when the incident first occurred, Mam freaked the fuck out because he had just signed a contract, had been doing work for him on the side, and made him lots of money. So Mam calls up Oz and asks him for prosthetics for cheap. They were decent quality (especially for the price,) and Oz had written instructions and stuck them to the prosthetics so Mam would see them. Mam, being the lazy ass he is, threw them away and just gave Fizz the prosthetics, with no guidance on how to use them.

Now Fizz was further indebted to Mammon, so he couldn’t really leave. He worked full time for him, and was still paid as much as he needed to get by (decent apartment, food). At some point along this timeline, Mam also had Asmodeus make the Fizz-bots, which lightened the load. But Fizz’s performances became more intense, and further put stress on him.

I do want to note I have a theory that imps with irises (all the time) have chronic anxiety or other problems. Since other imps’ irises only appear when they’re upset in some way, shape, or form. So that would be Barb, Blitzø, and Fizz. Cash didn’t have irises, but Tilla did, and since she was sick and shit, it kinda makes sense.

So with all of this stuff happening to Fizz and around Fizz with no one to help him, he had worsened anxiety. But he kept performing since he felt so indebted to Mammon. Around the four and a quarter year mark, Fizz started to feel some pain where his limbs were attached to his body. So he asked Mammon. Mam, being the asshole he is, said no, obviously, so he just kinda..kept performing through the pain.

Since the pain was persistent enough to get in the way of Fizz’s performances, he kept asking Mammon. Finally, Mam let him go do it so he would shut up about it. So Fizz and Oz finally got to meet in person, and they learned the problem was basically some pretty severe friction burns from not wearing them properly (y’know since Mam threw the instructions away) and so Oz was pissed about Mammon not listening to him (as always) and wanted to call him to give him a piece of his mind.

Fizz stops him, saying it’s a bad idea, and that Fizz will get in more trouble, so he doesn’t call Mam.

Then Fizz leaves, and Oz goes back to work, but not without texting Bee asking if they can meet up (if you don’t hc Bee and Ozzie as friends we can’t be friends/j) sometime soon. Bee is obviously like totes dude and a few days later, they meet up.

Oz asked to hang out to consult Bee on the fact he kinda had a crush on Fizz, Bee is super excited (duh) and is like tell me everything they talk more and come to the conclusion Oz has a genuine crush, and him and Fizz should talk more.

Oz doesn’t want to be awkward and text Fizz just to talk, but lucky for him, a few weeks later, Fizz applies for a job application at Ozzie’s, cause he wants to be able to afford some luxuries, and for that he needs more money, and Mammons not gonna give him a pay raise. Since Fizz actually is a really good fit for the job, he gets it.

Anyway the pair get really close both business wise and friend wise, and Fizz does more shifts at Ozzie’s. Mam isn’t actually that mad since he has the Fizz-Bots to perform, advertise and sell.

At some point near the five year mark, the pair kiss, and while both sides enjoy it, it keeps both of them up late. So the next day after Ozzie’s closes they talk it out and end up accidentally confessing their feeling to each other.

So yeah that’s first meeting, how they got together, and why they got to know each other. I am writing a fanfic about this in more detail, and this is probably not the last time I mention this theory, so stay tuned!

Ps thanks for reading this long ass rant lol

[writingsfromhome]

Impossibly Real II

Y’all loved Part 1 and honestly were so sweet about it. I had to wrap up their story in return 💗

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Harry knocks on my door and I open it before he's even done. I was excited for this date, I really think this was going to be a good one.

That didn’t stop me, however, from having mad jitters while getting ready. In the end I settled on wearing a silky pink skirt and with a fuzzy pastel pink sweater that was my favourite go-to. I paired it with white boots (still heeled) and some gold accessories. I was feeling myself.

As soon as Harry sees me in the doorway he takes a step back. “Wow. You look…stunning.”

I feel my cheeks heat, unused to this kind of attention from Harry. And I could tell he meant it—it wasn’t just a cheap compliment to get in my pants. I try not to show my internal squirming. “Thank you. You look very handsome!”

“Ah,” he waves the compliment away. “You see me wear this sort of thing to work all the time.”

“I know but you shaved,” I reach out to touch his face and then think better of it. We hadn’t even gone further than my door yet.

“I did,” he rubs his face like I wanted to.

“I like the smell of your aftershave,” I say as we get onto the lift and the smell bounces off the four walls.

He leans all the way down so that his neck is beside my face. I giggle—god, I actually giggle. I feel an overwhelming desire to rub my nose against the heat of his skin but I keep my freak hidden and fake an exaggerated whiff instead.

“C’mon,” Harry holds his hand out and we head out to the tube, my hand securely wrapped in his; I feel giddy just holding his hand.

This was going to be the best date ever.

I mean, it was still weird going on a date with my neighbour. For one, he had to only close the door to his home, turn around, and knock on my door to pick me up. For another, I'd seen Harry a million times since I moved in last year and not once did I ever think we would be doing this.

Harry and I talk all the way to the place about a new Netflix show we were both watching. It's light conversation, we don't acknowledge the fact that we're actually doing a proper date. That we were both mega into each other. It's almost like we were simply traveling into work and casually chatting 'til we reached our destination.

The restaurant—Harry’s pick, is tucked onto a street corner near Soho, the window shades are blackened except for a fancy script. Island X.

“I’ve never heard of the place.”

“It just opened a couple months ago,” Harry holds the door open for me; who said chivalry was dead.

“Wow,” I marvel at the interiors. It’s like someone took the Great Gatsby and worked it with wood tones and orange lighting. And monstera plants.

“That’s a lot of monsteras.”

“What?” Harry asks.

“Monsteras?” I wave my hand at all the ginormous planters but Harry’s attention is to the front of the line.

“Monsteras?” He asks, eyes still forward. “Like. The Lil Nas x song?”

“What?” I crinkle my brow. But then it clicks and I can’t help but laugh. “Oh my god you think I’m talking about-“

“Hiya!” The hostess interrupts me and I cover my mouth.

“Are you laughing at me?” Harry whispers as we follow to our table.

“Yes,” I wipe my tears as we’re lead to a cozy corner. I’m even tucked into my seat!

“Wow I’ve never been to someplace as fancy as this?”

“Really?” Harry’s face flits with a microsecond of an emotion I can’t read. “I thought maybe this was your scene.”

“Oh no,” I shake my head. “This is very fancy. I’m kinda low brow.”

“Oh,” his eyebrows knit together and he fiddles with his napkin. “Some woman at work suggested it.”

“Oh who?” I ask. Harry’s spoken to me about work before, I thought maybe it was a coworker I knew.

“Just someone that works on the same floor.” He pulls his glass of water close to him. “She’s just a friend.”

“Oh I didn’t mean it like…” I trail off. Why would he think I was being jealous?

Suddenly the awkwardness of the situation washes over me. I was on a date. With my neighbour. If this didn't end well we were screwed. I would lose my only friend in the entire neighbourhood! It would be painful to live next door to each other! At least until one of us found a partner or one of us moved out of the complex.

The pressure of it all makes my ears ring.

“Right,” Harry clears his throat as the waiter approaches and starts to scan the wines. “Any of the wines look good to you?”

I stare at Harry while he buries his nose in the menu. Somehow I felt like I already messed up. Maybe all of these bad dates had one thing in common: me.

God, I couldn’t even make it work with a friend.

Harry glances up. I guess I forgot to respond. Before he could notice I’d been too busy staring I start to scan the menu.

“D’you mind red?” I ask.

“Sure. Which red do you recommend?” Harry asks the waiter. I think it’s cute he asks. Dates in the past have pretended to know the difference between all the names and then ordered something that usually tasted like dog shite.

They discuss the wine and I pretend to nod here and there while I browse the dinner menu. Obviously I had studied it after getting dressed tonight. I knew what was safe for me to get (pasta or seafood) and what would cause a big mess (burgers).

“I’m gonna guess what you’ll order.” Harry says once we’re alone again.

“You really think you know me well enough?”

“Yeah. I think I know you well enough.”

“I don’t think so.” He might have a lucky guess but we hadn’t eaten out together enough for him to know my taste. Plus what I wanted and what I was going to order tonight would be two different things.

“I bet you I know. I’m so confident I’m not even going to say it right now. I’ll just order for you when the waiter comes back.”

“Are we confident or cocky?” I tease.

“Confident,” he says but he drapes his arms back against his chair and relaxes, giving an f-boy cocky pose. I laugh, grateful for the reprieve of living in my thoughts.

“Ready to order?” The waiter asks after pouring our wine. It was a nice balanced wine that was helping me relax.

Harry orders his meal and then looks up at me, “She’ll get the Organic Highland Prime Burg-“

“Actually,” I cut him off. Harry looks at me with his sure smile but I shake my head. It falls immediately.

I feel bad but I just couldn’t eat a burger at a fancy place like this on a first date. I’d done it before and it had not gone over well. Think White Chicks but instead of a Terry Crews it was a Ben Shapiro.

“Sorry,” I point to the safe item. “I’ll do the Blackened Lobster Lasagna.”

“Great choice.” The waiter says something else but I’m too preoccupied with how much worse I was making the date.

“Really?” Harry asks. The waiter pauses as he looks between Harry and I and I start to flush.

“Yeah. I’m fine.” It comes out more curt than I intended and Harry just nods.

“Sorry.” I apologize to Harry again once the waiter leaves. “I didn’t really want something messy.”

“Oh. Yeah it’s alright.” He smiles but it doesn’t reach his eyes. "The lasagna does sound really good.”

“Right? I think it'll be really good.” I hear myself talking and want to stab myself. Really. Because this king of small talk was what I fell back on talking about when a date was going bad.

I had to redeem this. This couldn’t be a bad date. This was just Harry.

“This wine’s good too,” Harry says as he puts his glass down on the edge just as I yank my foot out from under the table to show him my shoes, yanking the table cloth in the process.

“So my shoes-“

“Shit!”

His wine tips over onto my white boots and we stare at them as the stain spreads.

“Napkin-“ Harry’s voice snaps me out of the spiral I’d found myself in as I watched wine seep into my coveted shoes.

Harry’s leaning over patting it down but I yank my foot away. This was incredibly embarrassing; everyone around us was watching the scene we were making.

“We need water-“

“I’m going to the toilet,” I announce. Harry looks up sharply, his face is panicked.

“I’m sorry yn I-“

“S’cuse,” I don’t mean to brush him away but with all the eyes on me and the fact that I kept finding ways to ruin this date—this date that was supposed to be perfect, my eyes were pricking with tears. I needed a breather.

“Shite,” I sigh as I balance on one foot in the toilets and try to wipe the stain in the sink. But red wine stained badly just like my performance on every date I’ve ever been on.

“Get yourself together,” I say to myself in the mirror. “Harry is amazing and you’re fucking all this up! Shoes are temporary, finding a good man can take forever! Snap! Out! Of! It!”

I do some deep breaths and one last attempt at cleaning my shoe before I make my way out.

“Yn I’m so sorry,” Harry stands as I return. “I’m so clumsy tonight I didn’t mean to-“

“Harry it’s fine,” I put my hand on his arm. “Honestly.”

“The stain didn’t come out!” He notices the shoes. “I’ll replace them—send me a bill or…”

I don’t have the heart to tell them he couldn’t replace my £400 Acne boots that easily. I’d bought them a couple seasons ago to celebrate the fact that I’d finally gone out with a guy, and hadn’t thought about my ex once. They were I’m-officially-over-my-ex boots.

Now that I thought about it though, it was stupid to wear them on a date with Harry. They were soaked in the bad luck of all the dates they’d been on since.

Agh!

“I’m serious Har,” I cut him off from his plans to replace them. I take a deep breath and motion he should do the same. “Look, it’s really fine. Plus they’re my favourite colour now. They’ll go with the rest of my wardrobe.”

He stops apologizing and looks down at the splotch of pink on the white. “In that case. We’ll have to take the bottle home and stain the other one.”

“Deal,” I say and he smiles at me softly and it feels like things might go better now. Maybe we really had a chance.

When our food arrives Harry’s steak isn’t done how he asked, and they take it back. I awkwardly push around the food on my plate, not wanting to eat until he had his food too.

“You can eat,” Harry reminds me. “I’m sure it’ll be out any minute.”

“We can share for no-“

“Just eat,” Harry says but now all the focus is on me eating and I feel tense and awkward and quite frankly, frustrated.

I shouldn’t have piled so much hope on this date going perfectly.

We wave the waiter over when too much time has passed by, and he seems confused about the steak.

“D’you think they forgot?” I ask Harry.

“Maybe,” he looks frustrated, two spots of pink have taken residence on his cheeks. I feel bad. This date wasn’t turning out for both of us.

It takes another 10 minutes for his plate to come back out. By then my plate looks like I hated it but tried to eat it to be polite. Harry tries to ask if it can be heated but I’m way too non-confrontational in restaurants to let that happen so I shovel a mouthful of room temperature food and give the waiter a thumbs up.

I just wanted to go home.

By the time Harry pays the bill (it was expensive, even though we agreed to skip dessert. He insisted on paying) I was ready to call an uber to whiz us home. But he suggests we walk off the food to another station and it sounds like a good idea so I follow along. Maybe now we could have a nice time.

The walk was supposed to help clear our heads and be romantic but somehow the mood had soured beyond repair. We don’t talk the whole time, both of us lost in our own heads. Neither of us holds hands, or even loop arms.

And somehow it gets worse when we arrive at my door.

"Well this is me," Harry points to his door beside mine in an attempt at a joke. I throw a polite smile.

"Thanks for the date," I say. I feel like it's a little curt but I didn't really know how to act. Did we hug? Shake hands? We liked each other but clearly this date was proving we didn't belong together. Kissing each other goodnight felt like the opposite direction of tonight's vibe.

"No, thank you. And sorry. Again." Harry looks embarrassed as he glances down at my shoes.

"Harry, honestly it's okay," I try to reassure him. I would take walking ten miles in heels I had yet to break in than this awkward air that stifled us. It was never supposed to be like this!

"No it's not," Harry huffs. "I ruined your shoes."

"They're shoes. Just shoes."

"It's a first date, I don't want you thinking I'm a clumsy mess."

"Harry," I lean my back against my door. He looked so good tonight, I was so excited when I opened my door to him a few hours ago and everything had gone tits up. I didn't want him to feel this way. It was my fault, not his.

"I just," he rubs his face and then sighs.

"It wasn't that bad," I lie. The night had gone so badly.

"Yes it is!" He throws his hands up and the movement makes me flinch. "Fuck. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to snap at you. God, everything's just..."

I blink and my eyes start to sting. It was the end of the night and we'd officially decided this wasn't going anywhere. It wasn't a shock, but still it was upsetting. I really liked him. I really thought things would work out between us, especially after that night with my heels in his bathroom. I had to call it.

"I should go in. I'll see you later Harry."

His brows scrunch up, he opens his mouth and then closes it. "G'night yn."

"G'night." I whisper. He stays there like he always does as I go into my flat. I peek through the peephole and catch him mouth a fuck before opening his own door.

Still in my outfit, my shoes kicked off to the side, I start to pace. I can't do anything except go over the date in my head.

Was there a particular moment I fucked up? Should I have said something differently? How did Harry and I go from having amazing chemistry and an honest friendship to this?

Maybe I was trying too hard. I should have just ordered the burger like he’d guessed, should have gone along with what he talked about. I should have been a better date.

That was it. I couldn't go to bed like this.

The fact that every time I had a shot at a date, a real chance, something had to go wrong and it was always me. I had to fix this.

I grab the doorknob, and pause. I was about to march right into Harry's flat and ask why the date went so terribly. But what was the point? It would just make things even more awkward.

I think about the last time we hung out. There was beer. Maybe we just need beer—no hundred pound dish or fancy red wine. We just needed to be us. Lowbrow beers and a relaxed environment.

I grab a jacket to throw over my outfit and slip into my Stan Smiths. I head downstairs and in the direction of the local shop for a 6-pack. We would drink beer in our flat and get over this awful date. This couldn't be the last of us.

As I cash out a familiar head of hair in the closest aisle catches my attention.

"Harry?"

"Yn?" He's dressed down in joggers and a jumper.

"What are you doing here?" I ask.

"Grabbing dessert," he shakes the plastic container with donuts inside. "What are you doing here?"

I hold my box up. His eyes widen slightly, a frown touches his lips for a mere second before he arranges his face into a neutral expression.

"All for yourself?" He asks.

"No actually-“ I'm about to launch into what I was going to do but the cashier clears his throat and stares pointedly at Harry. He was holding up the line now.

"Oh sorry," he walks up to the counter and pays for his items. I stand off to the side and we walk out together.

"So you were saying?" He asks.

"Well. I was coming to your place with these."

"You were?" He stops in the middle of the sidewalk to ask.

"Yeah!"

"You're not joking?"

"No!" I laugh. "Why?"

"I..." he looks down at his box and swallows what he was saying. "Let me guess, was it a bad date?"

When he looks at me it's a cheeky look. I almost want to kiss him there.

"Another bad date yep," I tell him and we start to walk towards home.

"Was it the bloke?"

"Not exactly, I think a lot of it had to do with me."

"You sure the date wasn't an arse?"

"No he was sweet. He was very chivalrous, I really thought it was just going to go smoother."

"What do you reckon happened?" He asks. We were both enjoying playing this game. Quite frankly it was combing out the awkwardness.

"I dunno. For one I really wanted a burger but I got in my head and got lasagna instead. When do I ever eat lasagna!?” Harry laughs unexpectedly and it makes me feel good so I continue. “I started thinking about all of my failed dates and almost-relationship. I tried not to make this one date turn out like them but that was my mistake.”

“Sounds like it’s tough being you,” he teases. I push him lightly.

“Well if you could put yourself in our shoes what do you think happened?"

"I think your date got a bit nervous." He responds. By now we've reached our lobby and we take the lift up. "He's not used to going on dates—didn’t he have a steady girlfriend for 3 years? That's 3 years with 0 first dates. He didn’t want to screw things up and he was so in his head about the fact that he took her to an overly fancy place when that wasn’t her scene-“

“It’s not. But it was a cute place. Just poor service.”

“Yeah it was shite service—or I heard it was.” We glance at each other and grin. "I heard he split wine on your shoes."

"Psh," I laugh. “The pink stains were on the outside this time not the inside.”

The lift lands on our floor and we hover outside our doors. "Yours or mine?"

"Mine?" Harry opens his door and I follow the familiar hall to the couch I'd sat on just a week ago. I pull my legs up and we crack open beers, each biting into the sugary pillows he'd bought.

“I actually bought dessert so I could have an excuse to knock on your door and talk to you after that date.” Harry confesses after we’ve each had our moment with our donuts.

I feel warm inside, we’d both wanted an epilogue after the date. We were determined, and ended up in the same place. I hold my drink up. “Cheers.”

Harry tilts his head and smiles. He’s gonna be the death of me whether this works out or not, the thought pops into my head.

"I feel like I need to apologize," Harry continues. "I didn't want to mess things up and I think I just overthought it all and-"

"Please." I cut him off. "I totally made everything awkward and I think I'm just cursed."

"I don't know why I thought you would like such a fancy place. As soon as you said you're not into it I felt like I was doomed-"

"I didn't mind it! I just wasn't expecting it from you!"

"You don't think I'm a classy man?"

I laugh, "Just not that uppity on a first date."

"I was trying to pull out all the stops."

"Instead we just full stopped."

That gets a laugh from Harry. It dies down as he asks, "So what do you reckon? Is this a sign we're only meant to be neighborly friends?"

I bite my donut, mulling his question over. The beer and donuts were helping. I felt like I was thinking clearer than I had all night.

"I wouldn't say no."

We sit in silence as we think about it until he moves down the couch and rests his knee against mine.

"I really like you.”

"I like you too," I agree with my heart quickening.

"Then why don't we stop dating and just do this. No dates. Just hanging out."

"I don't know," I say. "I don't mind being wined and dined occasionally. Don’t you?”

"Okay, how about we just hang out. And when hanging out gets boring we put on our going out clothes and wine and dine each other. Think about it," he says and I nod, agreeing.

“Only if when we put on our going out clothes you keep wearing that aftershave.”

“Deal. And you wear your favourite colour each time.”

“Done.” I grin.

"So you wanna watch a movie or something?" He asks.

“Is that a euphemism?” I tease. He turns his TV on and turns to me with a disappointed look. I try not to laugh.

“No yn get your head out of the gutter. A movie. An actual movie.”

I stick my tongue out. "Can we just not watch anything romantic or sad though?”

"Toy Story it is," Harry puts on the film and we lean back against his couch, cuddled into each other. His fingers play with my hair in slow movements that feel comforting.

I wake up a few hours later, the movie long over. Harry's snoring softly, his arm wrapped around me.

I smile to myself. Even after the disaster of a date we were alright.

I nuzzle myself into the crook of his neck, feeling the musky heat of his skin, and drift back off.

***

A knock wakes me.

I open my eyes slowly and look around the room. I wasn't in my room. I was still on the couch, the cushions had done wonders for my back but my neck was stiff.

Harry was still fast asleep, his lips parted, and his arm thrown across his face. He looked so kissable then.

There was another knock, and Harry's arm slips off his face. He sits up, and the knocking resumes.

"Coming!" He shouts as he runs his hands over his face and hair.

He stands and looks back at me, and smiles. He's still sleepy but he's smiling at me.

"Morning." He says.

"Good morning."

He stays there with a dazed smile until I point behind him.

"Door?"

He nods and makes his way over to answer the door.

"Harry Sty-?" a voice asks.

“Yep,” Harry mumbles something I can’t hear. He’s asked to sign whatever it was.

"Thanks," his voice is rough and he clears it.

Closing the door behind him, he throws whatever package he'd received to the floor and walks over to me. "We fell asleep."

"I guess so. I'm still in last night's clothing." My skirt was now wrinkled and my top was half untucked and ridden up my midriff. "What time is it?"

Harry glances at his watch. "Half past 8."

"Shit! I've got work in half hour!"

"Work from here," Harry leans over me on the couch and offers his simple solution.

"I'll have to shower."

"You live next door. Just do your business and come back with your work things. It'll be like old times."

He's inches closer to me, and I really want to kiss him. It's funny we'd done none of that on our first date but now I want a re-do.

"Okay," I whisper.

"Okay," Harry whispers and he closes the distance and kisses me. It was better than our first kiss.

When I pull away I have a stupid smile on my face.

"Go get ready love," Harry laughs and pushes me off the couch. "You'll be late."

"See you later," I wave and walk out the door, smiling because he’d called me love again. And he hadn’t even hesitated.

Harry was right, it was a lot like the old days. In between work meetings, and Harry's calls, we had a lot of time to spend together. We chatted shit, snuck in some kisses, and talked about work.

We don’t go on a second date, instead we order pizza and watch Toy Story 2 (even though we'd fallen asleep in the first one).

Our days together are fun, and the nights were even more fun.

It was a Wednesday, a week and a half after the disastrous date. Harry and I had taken most of the week off and we'd spent it together, and tonight we'd gone out.

It was a great date, nothing fancy or high brow. Just a lowkey pub with a bunch of beers and greasy messy food and tons of laughter.

"So," Harry says as we're walking hand in hand back to our flat. "How many more days of leave do you have?"

"I have four and a half weeks total."

"Woah. That’s a lot."

"Why? You're not regretting this are you? Getting bored of me?" I tease him.

"I've had 29 years to prepare for you," he teases back.

"That's a good one. But I don't think you can handle 4.5 weeks.”

"Try me."

"Fine," I bump my hip into his.

We're silent for the rest of the walk. But it’s a good silence. When we reach the building, Harry takes his time unlocking his door.

"What are you doing?"

"Just waiting," he shrugs and I laugh.

"Do you want me to stay the night?"

"Yes," he answers without any hesitation; in the last week I'd slept in my bed once.

He opens the door pretty quickly after that and I follow inside—tomorrow, tomorrow I would sleep in mine. Harry could join me if he wanted.

Tonight I watch him close the door, the second the lock clicks I'm taking his jacket off for him and he's laughing at my eagerness.

"Someone's impatient."

"I'm not," I lie and drop his jacket.

"No?" He wraps his arms around me, pulling me flush against him. He kisses my jaw, and then the corner of my lips. You'd think I'd be used to this by now but it's just as dizzying as the times before.

I shake my head and his mouth hovers over mine, his hot breath tickling me.

"What about now?" He whispers.

"Nope," I breathe out and I push onto my tippy toes to kiss him. What can I say, I was denying it with him but I'd never been good at the slow and steady stuff. Harry's mouth was a drug, and I couldn't help myself.

He's not slow and steady either.

He's quick to lift me up and set me on the island in his kitchen, his fingers trailing over the edge of my skirt, his mouth working against mine.

His hand cups my ass and his fingers inch closer to my heat.

"Yn," his voice is soft and he pulls away.

"Yes?"

"Did I tell you how radiant you looked tonight? I can’t take my eyes off of you any time I see you, especially when you’re so loudly and comfortably you in your coordinated outfits and elaborate hairstyles. I feel like the luckiest guy out there. I think I am the luckiest guy in the whole city. I catch sight of you in public and…you just take my breath away."

"Aw Har. I’m already yours. You don't have to butter me up," I tease him as I pull him back to me but his words make me weaker than any kiss could. I know my eyes are growing watery at all of the nice things he’s saying and I’m grateful when he pretends not to see.

This was the nicest thing a guy has said to me, he was really telling me that he liked me for me. He felt lucky. Well I must have won the lottery if he felt lucky.

"I know I don't have," he doesn't pull back again but whispers this into my neck. A shiver runs up my spine. "But I just want to tell you that you're so beautiful."

His mouth trails over my jaw, and back to the corner of my mouth, he doesn't kiss me and I want him to.

"So beautiful," he whispers and I tilt my head back to invite him to continue the trail his lips were making. "So sweet."

He kisses my collar bone and the strap of my top. "So lovely."

His hands trail over my thighs and I want him so badly.

"You're making me melt," I tell him.

"Good thing we're in the kitchen," he hums.

"You're the worst," I giggle and his hands cup my cheeks and he presses his lips against mine. His tongue swipes over my lips and I allow him entry.

We're a tangle of limbs as we kiss and kiss, until I can't breathe. When we move to the bedroom I hardly have time to catch my breath there too.

"Yn," his voice is rough, his hair wild. His body is hot against mine and the way he says my name is enough to make me transcend this dimension.

"I like you. A lot."

"I like you too. A lot too." I can barely get the words out as I try to worm my way into his skin.

He chuckles at my growing impatience but he’s too far in to hold back again. He gives in to every one of my needs--even ones I didn't realize I had.

I'm a goner.

As we fall asleep, his arm wrapped tightly around me, I know we did the right thing. Despite being neighbours or the awful first date. The fact that we bumped into each other at the shop later that night meant we were supposed to have a second chance.

We worked best like this: warm and tucked away, whispering confessions into each other’s skin, seeing each other and not caring what we aren’t.

He pulls me closer in his sleep, sighing into my hair. This felt impossible before but it was so real now. And I think I really won the lottery; I’d dated a million toads before but I think I finally found my prince.

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Does anybody have any tips for actually meeting people and making genuine connections irl? Bc I (an extremely anxious autistic) do not get it. (Kinda vent ahead ig?)

I feel like school is the place a lot of people my age would do that, but I don’t get how that works bc during school I just do school. Then there are some activities outside of school, but they’re all so stressful I can barely go to any of them. Lots of loud and crowded environments for hours on end.

And when I do manage to talk to people and be friendly, it always seems like such a surface level ritual. Hi, how are you, oh I’m doing good, that’s great, niceties, niceties, etc. I don’t feel like I’m making any real connections with anyone I’m around, which I assume I’d try to help by being around them more, but it’s very difficult for me to do that bc all the times I could be around them more I just feel like throwing up, sobbing, and running away simultaneously.

It probably doesn’t help that my only experience with friendship so far has been family and what at least started as a sort of online friend. I made my first actual friend in Covid since we went to the same school and bonded over an acquaintance’s story that she wrote (special interest) during Covid. We messaged a bunch before actually talking irl and then when we did it was easy bc it was about an interest. But since they outgrew the interest we kinda drifted and now I’m back at square one. That’s why online friends seem so dope I think. This is the only way I’ve known to make friends.

But I don’t really know what to do now. I vaguely know I few people at the new school I’m at, and they seem fine. But I don’t really see it going anywhere past friendly acquaintances. And I try to be nice and stuff? But I do t really know how I come off so maybe I’m messing it up.

According to my mother (who was one of the teachers at my old very small school), people liked me. However, I’m 80% sure people like the polite people pleaser that I was for most of my life. Once I started having opinions, standing up for my beliefs, and disagreeing with people, I started to notice a shift. The reason my best friend and I stopped talking was bc I developed beliefs, and we didn’t match up at all. And I’m not exactly upset since I like that I’m able to have opinions now, but I think people just didn’t see a reason to really care one way or another, but since I was polite they were chill. I still wanna be nice but I’d also like to have opinions without running people off.

I wouldn’t really be too concerned with this if not for the fact that my mom is always worried about me not having irl friends. I’ve made peace with being alone since I like it most of the time anyway and have come to learn to be more independent (since my last friendship was really just me attaching to her as a comfort person I think). And I kinda don’t want to “waste time” on a relationship since this is my last year of high school and most people don’t stay friends after high school. I literally haven’t talked to any of the people I’d been “friends” with for seven years since the end of the last school year. But I still feel like having a friend would be good, I just don’t want it to be for nothing and end as soon as we aren’t near each other every day.

Then I think, well maybe this is just gonna be really difficult. Maybe this is how being autistic can be disabling. I kinda want to tell my mom this and hope she’d try to do something else but think she’d just pull a “you can’t use that as an excuse.” Right now it just seems like she doesn’t get it completely. Like yes, I’d like friends, but going away to a random place to congregate with peers I barely know in a very close area with risks of being touched for an entire day? That makes it very difficult.

And I also feel like everybody will kinda suck. Like this is a private Christian school I’m at so why can’t people just stop using slurs and making fun of disabled people? I probably have too high standards or something, but since I’m fine with being alone idk that it matters too much. My mom just wanted to put me in a bigger school for more friend opportunities, so if I don’t make friends I feel like she’s gonna be upset and think that I’m not trying but I am it’s just really hard.

Idk this kinda went all over the place, I just need some advice. How and where do you people make friends?

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Caretaker

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I was leaving my last lecture for the day to go get ready for Mark’s game tonight. Mark is my boyfriend of 3 years. We met junior year of highschool and instantly fell for each other. I followed him to U-Mich as he continued to presume his hockey career. He says I’m his number one cheerleader. And I kinda am. I love to make outrageous signs and go all out for the games. I even purchased season tickets where my seat was right next to the penalty box. Mark didn’t find me as funny as his friends did for doing that, but what can I say? When your boyfriend has over 80 penalty minutes, you expect him to be in the box a lot. Tonight they play Pen State at home. It’s nearing the end of the regular season, so emotions are running high. Our boys need to keep winning. And that’s what they plan to do.

I am stopped at a red light when all of sudden I hear a screech. I quickly turn my head to be met with the sight of a 18 wheeler flipping on the road. I’m frozen. I can’t move. The truck looks like it’s flying in slow motion and it’s coming straight for me. I instinctively protect my head. The truck hits the roof of my car and I sink down into the seat. Something knocks my head, and then my vision goes black.

Mark

As the team is just ending our pregame warm ups, Coach calls me into his office. Damn. Please don’t bench me. I already promised to not get anymore penalties. “Mark. Can you sit down for a sec?” I nod and go sit in the leather chair across from his desk. “Mark something has happened. I don’t know the full extent, but I know when I tell you, you’re not going to want to play tonight.” I look at him with a worrisome look, ” What happened?” I say. “ Y/n was in an accident. An 18 wheeler flipped on top of her car. From all I know she’s at the hospital and she’s stable. They couldn’t give me any more information. I’m sorry that’s all I have, but I already talked to Philippe and he’s going to take you, because I don’t want you to drive in your condition.”

I’m in shock. She got in a crash?

Y/n got hurt.

Y/n got hurt.

Y/n got hurt.

That’s the only thought going through my head.

We were talking on the phone less than 2 hours ago. I quickly get out of my head and go to get my stuff. I quickly grab my phone and wallet and go to find Lapointe.

Phil dropped me off at the hospital, he offered to stay but I told him just to go back to the game and I’d keep him updated. As I walk in, I go straight up to the front desk. “Ma‘am I’m looking for a Y/n Y/l/n. I’m her boyfriend. I was told she was in an accident.” I say in a worried manner. The receptionist clicks something on the computer then says,” She’s just down that hall there, room number 1432. I thank her and quickly make my way down the hallway she pointed too. When I open the door, a man in a lab coat says,”You must be y/n’s emergency contact. She was sitting at a red light when a car collided with an 18 wheeler, which caused the 18 wheeler to flip. Luckily it wasn’t going full force towards her, so she has minimalistic injuries. She has a concussion, broken collarbone, and a couple fractured ribs. Other than that she has some cuts and bruises, but nothing too serious. She’s a lucky girl, that’s for sure. She was in fact knocked unconscious at the scene, and is still struggling to gain consciousness. We suspect she has a grade 3 concussion.” I nod and try to process the information. “I am allowed to see her?” I ask still in shock. He opens the door and I see her fast asleep. She has a big bruise on her forehead and a busted lip. I hurry and get by her side. I put her hand in mine and hold it close.

About an hour later, she starts to stir. “Baby, are you awake? I’m here y/n. It’s me Mark. I’m here.” I whisper. Her eyelashes flutter and her beautiful y/c eyes appear. “M-mark. Is that you?”she groans. I grab both her hands into mine and say,” Yes baby. I’m here. Are you feeling better?” She looks at me with a confused expression and says,”What happened? How did I get here?” I tell her all of what happend and at first she’s upset about her car her dad had given her for her 18th birthday, but I told her we would get her another one. All I was worried about was her health. I loved this girl with every bone in my body. And I would spend the rest of my life staying by her side.

The next day, she struggles to move, so I’m helping her do anything she needs. Her body is still bruised and cut. They gave her a cast and she let me sign it first. She says I’m lucky because she’ll be wearing my signature for the next month. We have spent the majority of our time laying with each other and me holding her. There isn’t much she can do so I like to get my phone so she can listen to some of her favorite tv shows.

Y/n

Two weeks later

After I got discharged 9 days ago, I’ve been staying with Mark and his roommates. He insisted that I stay with him, so he could be there if I needed anything. He’s totally been babying me, but honestly I’m not complaining. He’s a real sweetheart when he wants to be. He’s always trying to make sure I’m super comfortable. It the sweetest thing. I am hopelessly in love with this man it isn’t even funny.

“Babe! Can you bring me a Gatorade so I can take my pain killer?” I shout. After a few minutes, I hear loud footsteps coming towards Marks room,” Here. I got you red and yellow. You can pick which one you want. Me and the boys have to head to the rink in 15 minutes, but call me if you need anything. I’ll check my phone at every water break just in case.” I give him a kiss on the cheek and say,” Love you Marky!” He cups my check and gives me a gentle kiss on the lips, while saying,” I love you more that you’ll ever know.”

Then the next day, all of the guys were going to get lunch and Mark refuse to leave me alone. “I wouldn’t be a good caregiver if I left you alone, now would I?” He asked. We ended up just cuddling for the rest of the afternoon. He also made sure to play my favorite songs so I can have somthing to listen to. The hardest part of the whole thing is no screens. Lucky for me I have an AMAZING a boyfriend, who just went to get me some more books from the library.

My car was totaled, so today we are shopping for a new one. Mark wants one he can actually fit in, but when you're a 6 '2 hockey player it’s hard to find cars that fit him that aren’t trucks. “Babe look at this one!” I point at the tahoe in front of us. “Let’s check it out.” Me and Mark both go over to it and we both fall in love with it. We both get in and he says,” you could take all of us to the rink in this! You could be our personal taxi!” I laugh at Mark's comment, then I say,” Or…. You could finally fit in so you could drive me! That way I’m the passenger princess not you!” I say jokingly. “I am not!” He says defensively. I laugh and plant a kiss on his check before going back to checking out the car.

We ended up getting the Tahoe. Mark drove it back so I could return the rental car. He picked me up from the rental place and took us home. On our way home I felt one thing, peace. The past couple weeks have been hectic. With the crash, hockey, and school, I haven’t felt calm in a while. I think I can get used to this.

Me and Mark get back to the apartment, and he helps me to the door. Almost 3 weeks later and I’m still sore. “Come on. I got you.” Mark whispers in my ear. He has been nothing but supportive and caring for the past 3 weeks. I feel bad because I can’t do anything for him in return. “So we have a game today, and yeah I know you can fully get to go, but I got a coach to let me snag you a suit to watch the game. You’ll be in your own quiet room and it’s pretty dark up there so it should be fine for you to come.” I give him a kiss and say,” Now what kind of girlfriend would I be if I didn’t come watch your game? Of course I’ll go! I want to see my baby get some more penalties!” He gives me a serious look while saying,” You better not. If I get anymore penalties I’ll be benched for the rest of the year.” I giggle,” Mark I was just playing around with you. I know you’ll be smart about it.” He pulls me in close to kiss me one last time before leading me to the kitchen so he can make my favorite soup. I honestly couldn’t have asked for a better caretaker. He’s the best there ever was.

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*vibrates excitedly*

We're doing asks again!?

5,6,26 for the gang please

5 answered here and the rest under the cut!

6.) How would the player go about meeting them in Act 1? What is their introduction?

Briar -- Briar would be found inside the dank crypt, having landed outside the cave entrance round the back and followed the smell of death and mildew inside. She was just about to try and ambush the thieves but then the player comes in and deals with them instead so Briar just waits and listens, preparing to ambush the player instead. If you fail a perception check she tries to jump you but the tadpole connection stops her and she immediately goes into “lying to get this person on my side” mode. “Oh sorry about that I thought you were with those bandits thank GOODNESS I found someone else who escaped that ship maybe we can help each other?” If you pass the perception check you can spot her and choose to attack or say something but the tadpole interrupts you either way.

Ferox -- If Ferox were a companion, you would him find having just killed a bunch of goblins. He got confronted and SNAPPED. The player would hear the sounds of a struggle somewhere outside of the deserted village. The encounter space would need to be set up in such a way that you can only see the combat happening when you’re close enough to be dragged into initiative (like down where you find scratch? But scratch would probably have to be moved somewhere else). There’d be a bunch of goblins already dead but a few more to pick off before you can talk to him. Once initiative ends, the dialogue tree starts immediately.

Molli -- If Molli was a companion, she would be found lost in Ethel’s swamp and getting accosted by something, though I haven’t precisely decided what. Gut instinct says some kinda plant thing, like being all tangled in vines or something and she’s calling for help. You can approach to help her but then the whatever it is attacks. If you save her but don’t recruit her there she shows up again at the grove and can still be recruited at any time but disappears after act one. If you leave act one without triggering the fight, then she can be found dead tangled up in the same vines.

Myrala – I'm struggling with Myrala the most because I have so many half ideas for her and none of them are singing to me just right. Gut instinct says she’d be near the grove, helping out with the tieflings and probably getting involved with the tiefling kids specifically because she’d have such an immediate soft spot for them. Another idea is that she could be encountered in various places (either determined randomly or by whatever you run into first) that are all little treasure stashes that she’s trying to lock pick into. Even though Myrala hasn’t been a thief in years, being flung into the wilderness has activated her survival instincts and she’s picking back up the habits she had in Menzoberranzan that kept her alive, justifying it to herself as necessary and telling herself that as long as she’s not stealing from/hurting people *directly* it’s still morally okay. Maybe you could confront her about stealing and she’d try to lie about what she was actually doing? I gotta stew more on this but I don’t wanna keep this reply waiting any longer lol

Poppy – Poppy would be in the goblin camp drinking in the main area, evidently having a great time. If you talk to her, she tadpole connects with you and says GET ME. THE FUCK. OUT OF HERE. She had landed in an area where she ran across the goblins first and was just rolling with the whole true soul thing to avoid getting gutted on the spot. If you don’t recruit her or specifically warn her, she’ll die if you poison the goblin ale.

26.) Give us one of your Tav’s secrets!

Ferox -- Ferox usually discloses his urges and the fragments of his past that he remembers but he deliberately chooses NOT to tell anyone how familiar that roasted dwarf smelled. He's taking that one to his grave.

Briar -- okay like. BESIDES the memory loss and murder urges that she hides from her companions that's old news. Pre-tadpole Briar kept her last name and hometown a secret, mostly because she considered that part of life completely worthless. As far as she was concerned she emerged fully formed at 14 covered in her foster parents blood. (Gortash tracks down this information anyway just to be petty with it)

Molli -- Something Molli doesn't tell anyone, even after the details of her situation with Gortash come out, is that she BEGGED to stay with him when he was sending her away to be tadpoled. Not only was she terrified for her life but she was also SO broken and dependent on him at that point. She was convinced that *she* must have done something wrong and was desperate to get back in his good graces because that's the pattern that had been so deeply ingrained into her.

Myrala -- that she *has* stolen things since coming to Baldur's Gate. She sets rules for herself (only from people who can afford it, never involve the people directly, only take what you need) but she feels awful about it anyway. She spends so much time preaching about how Eilistraee gave her a second chance, so stealing, even just to survive or to help her converts, feels so much like a betrayal of that. It's ESPECIALLY important to her that none of her little group of converts/refugees ever find out.

Poppy -- she's low-key scared of dogs but doesn't like to admit it so she just grits her teeth and bares it. Scratch makes her SUPER uncomfortable

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How Joohyung Got Scouted

🧷 this is how Eunha scouted Joohyung in 2014 when she took a trip in Daegu along with little more backstory into Joohyung’s life before joining BigHit

Author’s Note: it’s a pretty long chapter but I really love how it turned out. Thank you for reading my things guys 🫶

The whole purpose of this little trip to Daegu was to scout some new male trainees for BigHit. So of course Eunha went near the schools luckily for her there was a little festival being held right outside the school. Eunha stopped and went where all the older people were standing, maybe they’re parents or teachers. She quickly realized that every student that walked up on that stage was a girl, like every since one. Then it quickly hit that she was watching a school festival in a all girls school. “Well this isn’t the plan.” Eunha mumbled to herself.

BigHit strictly doesn’t want any female trainees ever since what happen when they had a girl group and it went down in flames. Currently they just want all boys to hopefully create another group that can be complementary to their current group ‘BTS’.

As Eunha was going to turn around to continue on her mission and no matter how cliché this is, Eunha stopped in literally 0.2 seconds and turned right around when she heard the student’s voice start singing. There stood little 15 year old Joohyung singing one of the hardest songs at that time which was ‘Chandelier’ by Sia. Eunha could tell Joohyung was nervous by the way she wouldn’t look at the crowd and sang most of the time with her eyes closed. People were enjoying it though and they would cheer whenever Joohyung did those high notes of the song.

As the the song came to an end and after Joohyung sang the final notes she opened her eyes and everyone was clapping and cheering. Joohyung speaking voice was so light and cute, so when she thanked the crowd Eunha just wanted to go over there and pinch her little cheeks. “That was one of our new freshmens, Bae Joohyung everyone!” The crowd cheered louder. She fell in love with Joohyung’s talent and she knew she had to no only talk to Joohyung, but most importantly to Bang PD. Eunha didn’t leave just yet she wanted to finish watching all the performances to see maybe if there was a group of girls just as talented or close to Joohyung’s talent maybe she could convince Bang PD about giving a girl group another chance. But as Eunha kept on watching there was some girls that had potential but she could only think about was ‘if they went together and could complement each other’. ‘Joohyung would outshine them’ Eunha thought and shook her head.

“We just have one performance left everyone so please cheer for our last group students.” One of the female students announced through her mic. Everyone started clapping and a group of five girls walked on stage and there she was again, Joohyung walked hand in hand with another student. Eunha clasped her hands together waiting for what they were going to do. The speakers started playing another western song ‘Problem’ by Ariana Grande ft Iggy Azalea. It was like faith was on Eunha’s side because it was just a dance performance and she got to see if Joohyung could dance. Joohyung was definitely the ace of the group in Eunha’s eye’s especially when Joohyung took the center when the rap part of the song came on.

“I have call Bang PD right now.” Eunha took out her phone and made her way away from everyone and leaned on a tree and watched from a far, as her phone was dialing his number.

“Hello?” Bang PD answered rather quickly. “Hey~” Eunha spoke in a kinda high pitched voice. The two go way back and are close friends so they don’t really speak formal to each other. “Oh no.” He groaned knowing something was up. “What? I haven’t even said anything.” Eunha laughed. “Your voice went high pitched I know you Eunha-ah. What is it that you want.” Bang PD already knew she was up to something. Eunha looked back to the stage and saw Joohyung finished in the center ultimately shining.

“Look, I know you sent me here to scout male trainees and all but…” Eunha just didn’t know how to word everything where Bang PD could at least consider it. “But?” He wanted Eunha to continue. She sighed, “but I found myself at this school festival and—look could you keep an open mind ok?”

“Ok.” Eunha sent a quick pray before continuing. “I found myself in a all girls school and they were having a festival right now and I found this cute and talented student and I was wondering if we could take her in and train her.” There was a quite long silence through the phone line scared Eunha. “And what exactly would we do for her?” Bang PD was a bit confused.

“Maybe we debut her in a group or even solo,” Eunha sighed and held her temple. “Look, Sihyuk please just trust me on this. She’s so talented and she could sing, dance, and she’s made for the stage. Yeah she still has a long way to go, but she’s knows the basics. I’ll even be fully responsible for her.” Eunha was so desperate. “I know we’re tight on money and everything so I’ll pay for everything that involves her just,” Eunha pleaded. “Just please let me bring her to us.”

Bang PD knows Eunha never lies to him and he has never heard Eunha be this desperate to scout any trainee, ‘she must be great if Eunha willing to go this far for her’ he thought. “ I trust you Eunha.” Eunha almost wanted to jump and squeal out of happiness. “And I won’t let you pay for everything we’ll use the company funds.”

“You won’t regret this! Thank you so much~” Eunha smiled and held her phone with both hands. “You’re welcome Eunha-ah.” He hang up and Eunha was so happy she walked with a bounce in her steps. Eunha wanted to try and talk to Joohyung tomorrow since if was already nighttime and she felt like it wasn’t the right setting for a stranger to come at you at night desperately wanted you to come miles away from home to be apart of a company. Yeah, not a good way.

The next day Eunha came around the school and right away she saw Joohyung sitting on a bench in front of the school while reading a book with her wire earphones on. Eunha turned so her back was faced towards Joohyung, she was kinda panicking on what to say and how to say it where Joohyung could even consider agreeing and go ask her parents. As she thought a bit more and was about to turn around and walk up to Joohyung a little voice spoke up.

“Hey Joohyungie~” Eunha eyes widen and took a glance. It was the other student that was holding hands with Joohyung yesterday. She kissed Joohyung’s cheek and sat next to her. “She’s dating?” Eunha was amazed at what was happening in front of her. Eunha cleared her voice and decided that it was go time and to just do it before Joohyung leaves with her girlfriend.

“Hello~” Eunha spoke in a soft voice while giving the girls a little bow. “I’m Kim Eunha and I work at an entertainment company back in Seoul, and I saw the little festival your school had and you guys were really great.” She smile kindly at them. “Oh I’m Ha Yves and this is my girlfriend Bae Joohyung and thank you.” Eunha found it extremely cute that Yves wasn’t scare announcing that Joohyung was her girlfriend. “Congratulations on the relationship you two.” Eunha bent down to be eye level with them and gave the two a little clap making Yves laugh. Eunha realized that Joohyung was very quite and haven’t spoken a word. “She’s more on the quite side miss Eunha.” Yves hugged Joohyung’s arm. “I see, but that’s alright I wouldn’t blame her. You don’t really see people like me a lot here.” Eunha tried lightly up the situation. “While I’m here because I wanted to offer you my company’s business card because I wanted to see if you could come to Seoul and join our trainee program Joohyung-shi?” Eunha held out BigHits company card for trainees.

Joohyung took out one of her earphones and looked at the company card. Eunha saw that Joohyung was just looking at the card. “You obviously would have to ask your guardian before accepting so there isn’t a rush, but I do highly recommend you trying because I really saw potential yesterday and I hope you consider it.” Eunha had hopeful eyes.

“Um…I-I don’t really know.” Joohyung finally looked up at Eunha. “It’s ok, but please keep the card if you ever rethink of wanting join and make sure to call and ask for Kim Eunha.” Eunha sighed in defeat. Joohyung still didn’t take the card and Eunha saw that, but she also saw that it look like Joohyung was battling with her thoughts with her little furrowed eyebrows. “I’ll keep it safe miss Eunha!” Yves took the company card out of Eunha’s hands. “Ah, um thanks Yves-shi.” Eunha got up. “I hope to hear from you soon Joohyung-shi and thank you Yves-shi for keeping the card for her.” She gave the two young teens and little bowed and made her way back.

Just as she was walking away she heard Yves talk. “This could be a really big opportunity for you Joohyungie!” Eunha took out her phone and pretended like she was on a call with someone. “You saw me on stage Yves I couldn’t even look at the crowd plus I’m not even that good they’re just going to drop me after a week or two.” Joohyung shrugged looking back at her book. “With that attitude maybe that’s why you need to have more faith in yourself like I have faith in you.” Yves placed both her hands on Joohyung’s cheek so Joohyung can face her.

Eunha could literally cry at the sight of those two. It was like watching a kdrama scene come to life.

“You know I still have to ask my grandma and my parents right.” Joohyung spoke in a monotone tone. “Hey at least you’re thinking about it.” Yves smiled brightly at Joohyung’s now squished face that she was still holding. Eunha thanked the heavens for Yves.

Later that day Joohyung and Yves walked home together after getting some snacks and drinks from the convenience store that they always passed by while heading home. “Are you thinking about it?” Yves asked while tossing a piece of her choco chip in her mouth. “A little bit, but I don’t think I would even become a decent idol.” Joohyung felt instantly pain on the back of her head, Yves knocked on her head. “Stop thinking bad of yourself dummy!”

“My parents are also hard to get through you know.” Joohyung listed another thing that was holding her back. “Oh I know.” Yves rolled her eyes, as she took a sip of her sweet tea. As the girls made it to their neighborhood they stopped and faced each other. “Well I’ll see you tomorrow Joohyungie~” Yves quickly pecked Joohyung’s lips. “Oh and here.” Yves took out the company card and handed it to Joohyung. “Thanks. I’ll see you tomorrow.” Joohyung waved ‘bye’ and they both went separate ways into their neighborhood.

As Joohyung enter her grandma’s house she announced that she made it home and quickly said ‘hi’ to her grandma before heading to her room. Joohyung changed from her uniform to her pajamas and threw herself on her bed and stared at card and read everything that was on it. She doesn’t know how long she was looking at it until her grandma yelled for her to come out and eat dinner. “I’m coming!”

Joohyung walked into the dining area and saw her parents were already seated. “Hi mom and dad.” Joohyung went and kissed both their cheeks before taking her seat. The dinner started like usual little small talk here and there, her grandma was the only one keeping the conversation alive.

“Anything happened at school honey?” Joohyung’s grandma asked with a smile on her face. Joohyung looked at both her parents and back at grandma, “ah…yeah actually. You know how I performed yesterday for the festival-”

“You performed?” Her father a concerned face, it was a face basically saying ‘why would you do that?’. “I did and I-I enjoyed it.” Joohyung was getting nervous at this point. “Oh that’s great!” Grandma let out a little chuckled. “No it’s not mother.” Joohyung’s mom snapped. “You can’t keep focusing on something that’s not stable in the future Joohyung.” Her mom frowned. “So now just because you did a little performance and people clapped that you’re going to throw everything we gave you away just for a silly dream.” Joohyung’s dad said with frustration in his voice. Joohyung started to blink the tears that forming in her eyes, but it was getting to her so she quickly stuffed her mouth with some kimchi swallowed it and got up. “Thanks for the dinner grandma.” She stomped away to her room. Just as her dad pushed himself back to go scold her, “let her go.” Joohyung’s grandma placed her hand on top of his. “I’ll go talk to her.”

Grandma knew Joohyung needed some time to herself to just let it out so she kept herself busy was washing hers and Joohyung’s plates before making her way into Joohyung’s room. She knocked on her door, “it’s grandma.” Joohyung sniffled and wiped her tears. Joohyung kept her back facing grandma, but she could hear grandma’s foot steps get closer after she shut the door behind her. Grandma sat next to Joohyung and started combing through her hair, “you know I don’t think it’s a silly dream.”

“It is.” Joohyung hugged her Baymax plushie tighter. “No it isn’t dear. Your parents think they know what’s best for you because of their strict childhood, but they’re wrong Joohyung.” Grandma sighed and started rubbing Joohyung’s arm to comfort her. “I know you have a beautiful voice dear and I have faith in you. I always did and I always will.” Joohyung played with Baymax’s fingers while listening closely to her grandma. “Do you really?”

“Of course I do! Ever since you would give me and grandpa daily concerts whenever your parents dropped you off while they went to work. I always knew you that if you had a stage you would shine so bright that your fans all the way in back would see you shine.” Grandma wasn’t just saying that to make Joohyung feel better no. She believed in Joohyung. Joohyung slowly laid on her back so she can see her grandma, “thank you grandma.” They smiled at each other before her grandma pulled her into a strong embrace.

“Now did anything else happened at school?” Grandma asked, as they pulled away. “Actually,” Joohyung got up and went to get the company card Eunha left her. “There was this lady that came up to me and give me this.” She handed over the card to her grandma. “She came from Seoul and saw my performance and said I have potential and was wondering if I wanted to join their trainee program to become, an idol.” Her grandma looked at the card while hearing Joohyung explain everything.

“Go.” She looked up at Joohyung. “Huh?” Joohyung eyes widened. “Don’t hold back Joohyung.” Grandma shook her head. “Follow that beautiful dream of yours honey. Don’t let anyone hold you back not even your parents. Remember I’ll be always here for you, even when things get tough I’ll be here waiting to see my little Joohyung on stage.” Her grandma pulled her close and kissed her forehead.

Joohyung didn’t immediately call Eunha back she waited about a week before actually grabbing her phone and the company card, and started dialing the number. “Hello this is BigHit entertainment, how may I help you?” A polite voice answered. “Ah, um hi I’m Bae Joohyung and I’m calling to see if K-Kim Eunha is there?” Joohyung stuttered. “Oh, I can check for you but may I ask why?” The voice asked. “She um give me the company business card just in case I change my mind to join the trainee program.” Joohyung started bitting her nail out of nervousness.

“That’s quite usual because we don’t accept female trainees in our company, but I’ll still call her over for you.” Joohyung could hear the confusion in the poor person’s voice. “Thank you.” Joohyung quickly responded. It didn’t take long before a familiar voice was head through the phone line. “Oh my god! Joohyung you called I was kinda getting worried that you wouldn’t ever call—even though I would completely understand if you didn’t, but I’m way more happier that you did the opposite.” Joohyung chuckled at Eunha’s spontaneous way of speaking.

“Yeah, me too.” Joohyung agreed. “So does that mean you want to join and come to Seoul?” Eunha had her fingers crossed. “Yes I want to come join.” Eunha could literally scream of joy hearing Joohyung’s answer. “That’s great! I’ll come in a week and get you so you don’t have to travel alone since that could be really imitating for you, and of course to tell your guardian how this is all going to work.” Eunha explained. “Ok, thanks Eunha for considering me.” Joohyung said with a small smile on her face. “You have talent Joohyung I would hate to see it go to waste and for you not to reach your full potential.”

A week flew by and it was finally the day Joohyung leaves for Seoul to start a new chapter in her life. “Dear you have everything?” Her grandma called from the hallway. “Yeah grandma!” Joohyung took her suitcase and backpack to the living room. “Are you going to take him too?” Grandma pointed at the Baymax plushie that Joohyung had tucked under her arm. “Of course he’s my emotional support.”

Eunha waited outside for Joohyung and her grandma to go out and meet her, and so Eunha could explain everything that was going to happen from now until whatever the future holds for Joohyung. “Ok, well why don’t you say something before you go Joohyung. I’ll wait in the car.” Eunha patted her shoulder before going into her old car’s driver seat.

“They aren’t going to say ‘bye’ to me huh?” Joohyung kinda accepted the fact that they will and probably never will support her and her dreams in becoming an idol. “Who cares about them dear. They could be stubborn all they want, but they won’t ever crush you or your dreams ok.” Grandma encouraged Joohyung. “Ok grandma.” She laughed. “Now I want to go there and always give your 110% like I know you can, and when things get rough and you want to quit. Don’t give up my dear because you know you will succeed just always keep that drive in you.” She pointed at Joohyung’s heart. “I love you grandma.” Joohyung pulled her into a hug. “I love you too.”

They pulled away and Joohyung already started heading into the car until a loud voice caught her attention. “Hey did you forget about me dummy?!” Yves ran to Joohyung and almost tackled her down with her hug. “I just thought it wouldn’t hit as hard if I didn’t say bye.” Joohyung said, as she hugged Yves back. “It will always hit hard Joohyungie because you won’t be my girlfriend no more.” Joohyung instantly blushed, as the two adults watched them. “And don’t forget about me when you get famous and we can no longer hang out like we used too.” Yves playfully hit Joohyung’s arm. “We can always hang out Yves.” Yves shook her head ‘no’. “I’ll make your fans jealous Joohyungie.” She laughed making Joohyung smile.

“I want to thank you for everything Yves. Thank you for loving me as a friend and as a girlfriend.” Joohyung gave Yves a lopsided smile. “And for pushing me without you I wouldn’t have gotten this opportunity. So, I’ll make sure to add you onto my winning speeches.” Joohyung laughed. “See! That’s the spirit!” Yves laughed with Joohyung. “Thank you Yves.” Joohyung pulled Yves into their final hug together. “You’re holding me a little tighter than usual.” She giggled. “Cause I’m scared this might me that last time I’ll ever see you.” Joohyung let a tear fall. “Ya! Of course not Joohyungie.” Yves was trying to hide her sadness and tears away from Joohyung so it would be easier for Joohyung to let go of her. “We’ll see each other just this time you on stage and me being your biggest fan. I’ll buy all your merch and albums even the signed ones, knowing that I helped you with your signature so it’s pretty and unique.” Yves slowly pulled away from the hug.

“Now go before you leave a bad impression on first day for being late!” Yves joked, as she walked Joohyung to the passenger side and helped her in. “In all seriousness I’m happy you’re taking this opportunity and even if we don’t see each other that often no more. I’ll know you’re achieving your dreams and I promise you when I achieve my dream of becoming the best painter of all times with a hint of modeling on the side,” Yves gave a funny gesture making Joohyung laugh. “I’ll create this big portrait of you in my art gallery so the world could see how beautiful Bae Joohyung is in my eyes. I promise you.”

Joohyung stuck her head out the window, “and I promise you and grandma that I’ll be the greatest idol I can be and become worldwide name.” Yves wave her final ‘bye’ with Joohyung’s grandma as they watch the car getting smaller and smaller.

“You are just so cute even when you guys were technically breaking up, but in the kindest and warmest way ever.” Eunha placed her hand over her heart. “Ah, thanks I guess.”

“Oh I’m sorry, was that too soon for you?” Eunha took a quick glance over at Joohyung. “I mean…a little bit.” Joohyung nodded still kinda hurt about the whole thing. “My bad I just couldn’t help myself. I’ll stop.” Eunha didn’t want Joohyung to feel uncomfortable. “It’s ok. I’ll get used to it, since we’ll see each other much more now right.” Joohyung gave Eunha a genuine smile. “Yes we will actually.”

“Good because I won’t make you regret this Eunha-shi.”

[infizero]

pokespe reread: gold, silver & crystal chapter - closing thoughts! 🟡⚪💎

finally i've reached the end of gold silver & crystal!! this arc has SO much packed into it and there's so much to talk about, its a little overwhelming;;

7 dexholders to keep track of, the switch over to yamamoto as artist, and of course lots of action and character development across what is still the longest arc in the whole series......

i had a blast rereading this chapter in particular and also have a lot i want to talk about, so let's go ahead and get into it!!

first i wanna talk about our main man gold here since i love him so much and also he sucks <3

i specifically wanted to highlight how different he is from red. you might assume they're kinda similar at first, but gold is so much more selfish and rude than red ever was. and i mean that as a positive thing, it makes him more interesting imo. i like that gold often helps people out for more selfish reasons, and so when he runs into someone like silver for instance just saving someone because it's the right thing to do he's like "WTF MAN STOP STEALING GIRLS FROM ME" and silver is just like ?

it is sort of hard to tell how much of his obnoxious behavior is actually supposed to be read as bad? like him groping blue near the end, or him being misogynistic to crystal when they first meet. i think it is clear though that the narrative views him as flawed even if not specifically for those traits, so i think it's fine idk

also for me at least it doesn't make him feel unredeemable or anything lol. gold is literally 10 years old here and while it doesn't excuse his behavior, i think it's fairly easy to read it as him just being ur average 10 year old boy who's just acting like how he's seen around him. he'll grow out of it guys i swear

speaking of how our environment shapes our worldviews, i love love LOVE how gold and silver are set up as being like total opposites in terms of how they grew up and how that influences their behavior (and you know what they say about opposites)

right away we learn that gold grew up in a loving home full of pokemon who he views as being like his family. everyone in town knows him and likes him, etc etc. this is perfect set-up for everything we learn later about silver and is part of why they clash so hard, i rlly rlly like it.

and speaking of gold and silver, i have so much i want to say (and HAVE said) about their dynamic and how it evolves over the course of the chapter

i just love these two so much and the state of their relationship at the beginning compared to the end of the chapter is like. actually insane. im obsessed with how gold goes from following silver so he can catch him and bring him to justice, to not really caring about that anymore and just wanting to know wtf his deal is, to wanting to help him so bad that he literally refuses to let him fight on his own even when silver specifically tells him to

^ "i don't care who he's going up against... i still don't see why he has to fight alone" THIS LINE IS CRAZYYYYYYYY

i love how they start out absolutely hating each other but keep having to work together for plot reasons, and progressively get friendlier and friendlier with each other. i'd honestly argue that even though it's a similar rivals to friends kind of arc, i'd say they're actually far closer/care about each other more by the end of GSC than red and green were at the end of RGB.

one of the standout examples of this, and i'd say one of my favorite scenes in the whole chapter, has to be when they run into the masked man together for the first time.

pryce threatening GOLD in order to keep silver down, and that being the context in which he berates silver for having compassion is crazyyyyy like. ok. so we're saying he cares about gold and pryce is using that again him. ok cool cool (walks into the ocean)

AND THE WAY THAT GOLD STICKS UP FOR SILVER AND SAYS THAT PRYCE IS WRONG AND SILVER IS STRONG...... they actually make me crazy.

it really is crazy how much their relationship develops, like they're at each other's throats in the beginning and then by the end of the chapter silver's blindly rushing into danger to try and save him and asking if the reason gold is fighting is for him <- this is still so fucking gay WHY DID HE SAY THIS. UNPROMPTED. THIS LINE HAS HAUNTED ME FOR YEARS WHAT IS THE STRAIGHT EXPLANATION FOR THIS

also gold being the one to bail silver out at the end when he was the one who wanted to catch him at the beginning..... sooooo good i love that kind of circular shit (this chapter has a lot of that, which i'll get into more later)

also before i shut up about preciousmetal. i've gotta shout out this underrated moment where gold becomes furious at the idea of silver getting hurt

^ "if you've hurt him-!" SINCE WHEN ARE WE SO PROTECTIVE OF HIM. I THOUGHT YOU HATED HIS ASS

ANYWAYS. i also love the thing of the starters all being friends who get separated from each other. i think that's really cute and adds further depth to the dynamic between gold silver and crystal

SPEAKING OF WHICH, i wanna talk about crystal's introduction.

first off i wanna say that I FUCKING LOVE CRYSTAL OK. do not get me wrong i love her and i love seeing her in action here

i do think though that her introduction definitely makes the pacing feel weird. building up gold and silver and the rest of the dexholders' stories for 2 volumes only to abruptly switch to a new character's story....

one, it makes the story kinda feel less tight/cohesive overall (it feels kind of like a random side quest, even tho it does obviously have significance) and two, while i love crystal, they're not doing her any favors by interrupting the preexisting characters' stories to suddenly focus on her, a completely new character, for sooooo long.

i enjoy this part of the chapter but it definitely does feel a little out of place, and i think it'd feel even more weird for a first time reader since they wouldn't already be familiar with crystal

while talking about this part of the chapter though, i also want to say that this was probably the best time yamamoto could've replaced mato as artist if it had to be in the middle of a chapter. it comes as soon as we transition over to crystal for a while, meaning we don't see characters like gold and silver in the new style until we've already gotten used to it, which i think is a great little bit of luck(?)

also while talking about crystal ummmm her mom sucks i still hate her. she's irresponsible and somehow doesnt give crystal enough attention while also having the attention she does give her being unnecessarily rough. booooo

speaking of people i hate, HELLO MASKED MAN. he sucks so fucking bad. he is SUCH an interesting and intimidating villain, i love his role in this chapter. his design is so cool, and him taking control of what remains of team rocket is such a great way to tie those two plot points together. he's just fun to hate, and they even managed to give him more depth as a character WITHOUT trying to actually redeem him. also HE FUCKING ACTUALLY DIES THANK GOD!!!!!!! norman take notes

i will say that once you meet pryce, it's kinda obvious he's the masked man LOL. i mean i cant speak from the perspective of someone who didnt already know that when reading but it seems kinda obvious to me lol. though when you see him and the masked man at 2 different places at once during the tournament, it does sort of reintroduce that doubt and kinda fakes you out that maybe they aren't the same person. so idk i think the mystery element is fine lol. esp since we dont meet pryce for a while anyway

and now let's talk about the poor kids who had to deal with this fucking guy. oh my god blue and silver make me want to throw up and die in this chapter its gonna be so hard for me to put this into actual words but i will try

ok first to get it out of the way. i had NO MEMORY of them actually just flat out calling them siblings, this is the best fucking thing to ever happen to me. i won. anyways

i dont even know where to start. it's so apparent how much they care about each other, and specifically how much blue looked out for him when they were younger. the fact that during the scene where will and karen are tormenting her with ho-oh and visions from her past and her first thought is just "at least i protected silver so he doesnt have to suffer this pain" makes me ILLLLLLL.

blue having to put her own feelings aside and focus on looking after silver from such a young age is an aspect of her character that makes me CRAZY, tying into her just having to grow up too fast in general. her absolute devastation when she realizes they got silver too is literally heartbreaking i deadass was close to full on crying that whole fucking scene

AND SILVER WANTING TO PROTECT HER FOR ONCE GODDDDDDDDDDD I NEED TO BE PUT IN THE PSYCH WARD. younger sibling naively trying to help older sibling but only making things worse literally slaughters me every time. i think doomed siblings are some of the most tragic relationships you can write in anything ever and these two for sure are a big part of why i love that kind of thing so much

narratively speaking, i really like how we progressively see more and more glimpses of blue and silver as kids throughout the chapter until it culminates in us actually getting a flashback to when blue was first kidnapped and the montage of her and silver growing up together. that progression feels rlly satisfying to me

moving on, i like how we finally get a conclusion to red's offer to be the viridian gym leader from all the way back at the end of RGB! but specifically, the way that they use it as a framing device for exploring red's condition, which is what i REALLY want to talk about

red makes me CRAZYYYYY in this chapter. i cannot emphasize just how much i LOVE that he actually has lasting damage from being frozen in yellow. it would've been so easy to just brush it off but NO. we actually get to see red be effectively disabled for a while, and i love every scene about it we see.

seeing red pushing away people and acting like he's fine, and having that be treated by the narrative as a bad thing which he needs to learn from and learn to accept help from others.... its soooo good. watching him come to terms with everything and understand his limits (turning down the gym leader position despite wanting it for years) is reallyy really compelling

and not only does red have serious physical repercussions from yellow, but it's also clear that he's not the same kid he was before, judging from how he has pika stay behind with yellow so he wouldn't get hurt again (showing his lingering guilt about the incident) and how he acts cheerful and energetic as usual on the outside while secretly being very anxious and rattled by his injuries

i do very much wish, as i always have, that red didn't get fully healed on mt silver. not because i want him to suffer, but just because i think having him be effectively disabled in a way is really compelling and interesting, and it would've been really cool if that just became a part of his life he had to adjust to. and like, i understand that that kind of injury might not even have permanent effects in the first place but. idk. these are just some of my favorite red scenes in the whole series and i really wish it could've been a permanent part of his character

he did at least struggle with his condition for a FULL YEAR, and judging from how it took sabrina a whole year of soaking in the lower level mt silver hot springs to recover enough to be back in fighting shape (and the fact that red had to be on his bike at the end of yellow because he was in pain and having a hard time standing), it's likely that his injuries were way worse directly after the events of yellow. so at the very least we have a whole year of red dealing with being disabled, even though we don't get to see it

also speaking of sabrina, i really like how she and red have this kind of solidarity with their shared condition, regardless of them being on opposing sides. i think that's cool

i also wanted to mention just how much i love red green and blue's bond in this chapter :) we mainly see red and green interacting, and i rlly like how much they clearly trust each other and can work together so effortlessly.

and even tho we see blue interacting w them less, i like how both she and green lent red their starters when he was going up to mt silver!! shows just how much they care about him and also how much they wanted to make sure he would be ok on his own up there :) which also screams to me that they witnessed that whole year where red was dealing with his condition and had to learn to look out for him and make sure he wasnt pushing himself too hard. which. ack

also on the topic of green. i dont like chuck sorry just had to get that out there. like i mentioned in a previous post i dont think he's a bad guy, he means well, not like norman or anything, but he did not need to be so hard on green when he was like what, 8. like calm down bro

anyways MORE BLAINE AND MEWTWO YAY. blaine being healed by entei but losing his bond with mewtwo in the process, which also in turn does allow mewtwo to finally be free and do as it pleases, is the perfect place to take their storyline imo.

it was lovely seeing him and mewtwo together but that was the main problem with the previous status quo, mewtwo having to stay with blaine, in the master ball, in order to keep him alive. im glad that mewtwo can finally be free without having to rely on humans for once :)

ok last point before i get into some of the end stuff - yellow gender reveal 2 electric boogaloo!!!!

i basically already said everything i wanted to say about this scene in another post so im kinda just gonna repeat that here lol. (also reminder that we're viewing this through my non-binary yellow agenda, where they enjoyed being in disguise because it let them not be a girl, rather than being a boy)

red was basically the last person (that they're close with) and the most IMPORTANT person that yellow could continue to Not Be a Girl around and i think that explanation makes yellow's strong aversion to coming out here make a lot more sense than it does within the original text

like. literally why else would they have this weird obsession with not yelling red they're a girl? other than like, they feel bad about "lying" to him and dont want to admit it or something?? if yellow enjoyed presenting as something other than a girl, it makes perfect sense that they wouldnt want to tell red (the person they care about the most) they're a girl and would literally only reveal that fact when ABSOLUTELY FORCED TO. and they very clearly do not look happy about this

like it is shown IN THE TEXT that yellow, for SOME reason, wants red to continue believing they're a boy. gee i wonder what explanation for that would make the most sense!!!

yellow not wanting to be a girl is so unbelievably easy to read. like they are so fucking transgender it's crazy. sorry kusaka you wrote a non-binary person! mine now!!

ANYWAYS. really getting into the climax now, i really liked the thing of everyone sending their pokemon to help out, very sweet and uplifting :) i LOVE the indomitable human (and pokemon) spirit babey!!!!!!!

the two big callbacks at the end, Boy and His Lapras and the shitty silver wanted poster, are really cool and it makes the whole chapter feel really circular and complete, i thought that was a really cool way to tie everything together

^ also would just like to highlight how gold tenderly holding silver and crystal's hands and giving them the feathers while thanking them for all the fun they've had together before he sacrifices himself and their absolute devastation when they think he's died is literally one of the best moments in all of pokespe and you can fight me i do not care. i love these three so fucking much

finally, i just want to say how much the end of this chapter feels like the end of an era. mato retiring as artist along with just where it leaves off story-wise... it feels like a very satisfying ending while still being open enough that it doesn't at all feel unnecessary that they continued way past here. that final illustration of the kanto and johto dexholders together after everything fills me with so much nostalgia its actually crazy

OK AND THATS BASICALLY ALL I HAVE TO SAY. i think despite just HOW many moving parts there are in this chapter, for the most part the pacing is good and everyone gets the right amount of screen time and development. even more minor characters like blaine or bill!

now that i've finally finishing writing all this, next stop on my journey is the mt silver training chapter!! i mentioned before that as a kid i actually had no idea that there was so much time between when it was written and where it actually takes place chronologically, since the site i read pokespe on back in the day just had it between GSC and R&S lol. i literally only found out it was made in fucking 2013 or whatever like a few days ago. shits crazy

but yes that should be a fun little thing to revisit :D and then i'll finally be caught up to where i randomly started with ruby & sapphire, and i can move onto FRLG!!!! see you then :)

[zukkaoru]

22 for mailee zukka or sokka & katara!!!

jupiter!! hello!! this is. about half as long as it would have to be if i wanted to fully capture the feeling of this song. but hopefully it's still alright since it's already uhhh kinda long

22. sincerely me - artist vs. poet + mailee

and i wish that you could see oh, what you do to me and i hope this letter covers everything i'm yours, sincerely me

word count: 1927

Mai,

Kyoshi Island is warm this time of year, but it’s still nothing compared to Caldera City. I think you’d like it here in spring, actually. All of the flowers are blooming and the snow is melting and it’s really very beautiful. One of the other warriors taught me how to press flowers, so I’ve included some with this letter. I don’t know the meanings like you do; I just picked ones I thought looked prettiest.

A group of us are leaving for Gaoling in a few days. We’ve been trying to go on more recruitment missions, because Suki wants to create different chapters of the Kyoshi Warriors - that way we aren’t limited to helping Kyoshi Island. She has big dreams, but she’s got enough determination that I don’t doubt they’re possible to achieve.

Sokka, Katara, and Aang stopped by the island for a visit last week. It was nice to see them again even if I don’t know them very well. But seeing them reunite with Suki made me miss you even more. You should come visit when you get a chance! You can even bring Zuko if he can afford a break. I’d love to see you again!!

How is Zuko, by the way? You didn’t mention him in your last letter. Are you two still doing alright? Or do I need to catch the first boat to Caldera and kick his ass for you? Because I will.

Okay, I have to go - Tuq is calling me. I look forward to your next letter, and I’ll write again once I’ve returned from Gaoling!

Yours always,

Ty Lee

— —

Ty Lee, 

Zuko is fine, but Zuko and I aren’t great. There’s too much stress with him being Fire Lord, I think. And we’re both realizing some things that make a relationship a little complicated. It’s nothing you need to worry about, though, I promise! We’re talking through it, so no need to beat Zuko up.

Besides, I’ll do it myself if I need to.

I love the flowers; they really are quite pretty. The pink ones are plum blossoms. Those mean “resilience” and “perseverance”. The yellow ones are daffodils, which mena “respect”. And the white ones are Tsutsuji, or azaleas. The white ones specifically mean either “modesty” or “first love”. It was a nice collection, you chose well.

Kyoshi Island does sound beautiful. I’m not sure when or if I’ll be able to visit, but maybe someday. Or I guess maybe if I need some distance from Zuko. I don’t know. We’ll see what happens.

I hope you enjoyed your trip to Gaoling! Zuko says Toph is from there. They didn’t like it much, but I believe that has to do with the circumstances of their upbringing. I’m sure it’s a fine place to visit. Suki’s idea about different Kyoshi Warrior chapters sounds helpful as well. Maybe you could come recruit in Caldera City sometime.

I miss you too. I hope we can see each other again soon.

Sincerely,

Mai

— —

Mai,

Gaoling was incredible! It’s so SO cool getting to travel around the Earth Kingdom and being able to really appreciate the cultures. I’ve learned a lot since I came to Kyoshi Island and we started going out on recruitment trips.

Although I do agree: A trip to Caldera would be nice. I’d love any excuse to see you! I know we’re both busy, though.

I’m sorry to hear about the complications between you and Zuko. And I know you can kick his ass yourself, but my offer still stands if you should need it. Or, like you said, you can come visit me here to get some distance from everything.

It’s hard to believe it’s nearing a year since the end of the war and me moving to Kyoshi Island. It’s still weird not having you close by, but it’s nice we can at least write letters. It doesn’t replace seeing you face-to-face, but it helps.

Spring is making me miss you more, I think. Remember when we would try to catch falling cherry blossoms, just the two of us in your backyard? I miss being that young and carefree. I miss seeing you like that. It was the one time you would let your guard down and allow yourself to smile.

I don’t think I ever told you, but you really do have the prettiest smile.

If I can ever convince Suki to take a Kyoshi Warrior trip to the Fire Nation, I’ll be sure to let you know. But until then, I’ll miss you and I’ll keep writing.

Yours always,

Ty Lee

— —

Ty Lee,

Sorry for the long break in letters. I’ve read all three you sent, but I was having trouble writing a response. Zuko and I have officially ended things. I moved out of the palace. I’m living with Aunt Mura now and working full time in the flower shop. My mom keeps trying to convince me to move home and I’m running out of ways to politely decline the offer.

I’m sorry this letter is no good. I don’t have much else to say.

I hope I’ll see you soon. I miss you.

Sincerely,

Mai

— —

Mai,

There’s no need to apologize! I’ll treasure any letter you send regardless of how long or short it is. It’s as close as I can get to having you with me.

I’m sorry to hear about you and Zuko. :( I know I’m far away, but let me know if there’s anything I can do!

I will say, I’m glad you moved in with your aunt instead of your parents. I know you don’t want to be too mean to your mom, but you’ll be much better off staying with Mura. Hopefully your mom will back off soon and understand that you don’t want to live with her anymore without you having to tell her it isn’t good for your mental health.

I hope you’re enjoying working at the flower shop! I know you always really liked that place. I used to think it was so unlike you to be happy helping out there, but I understand better now. It’s fitting, I think. You remind me of flowers sometimes; flowers don’t always recognize their beauty and worth either. But remember that you are always worthy of love and happiness.

I hope it doesn’t sound like I’m trying to guilt you with how much I say this, but I miss you. I don’t think I’ll ever stop missing you. A summer thunderstorm rolled through last night, and I thought of us hiding under the blankets in my bedroom. I was way more scared than you were, but you hid with me anyways. I really appreciate that. I’m not scared of thunder anymore, but I wouldn’t say no to building another blanket fort hideout.

The summer sun here is hot, but the heat of Caldera was worse. Take care of yourself. Remember to drink water and don’t stay out in the sun for too long without anything to shade you. 

Yours always,

Ty Lee

— —

Ty Lee,

I miss you too, no guilt intended.

Mura and Zuko both say I should visit you. Would that be okay? You asked if there was anything you could do to help, and all I could think was that I really miss your hugs.

Sincerely,

Mai

— —

Mai,

PLEASE come visit!!! I will give you as many hugs as you want!!!!!!!

Yours always,

Ty Lee

PS: Wait, you’re still talking to Zuko? Also you don’t have to wait for another response from me before you leave Caldera. Just come. I’ll tell Suki to expect you soon. Unless you don’t want to come, in which case, you’re free to stay! But I really really would love for you to visit.

— —

Ty Lee,

Yes, Zuko and I still talk. It’s complicated.

Next week is the last week of summer, and there’s usually a rush in the shop that week, so I’ll leave at the start of the following week.

See you soon!

Yours,

Mai

— —

“This is so much better than the letters,” Ty Lee whispers, burying her face in Mai’s shoulder. She’s clinging to Mai like her life depends on it, but Mai doesn’t mind because she’s doing the same in return. And Ty Lee is right; this is far better than the letters they’ve exchanged in the past year. Mai has kept each one, safe in a box on a shelf in her room where she can reread them whenever she’s missing Ty Lee more than usual.

But Ty Lee in person is a million times better than ink and paper and even the pressed flowers.

“I missed you,” Mai says, as if that hasn’t been stated in every letter sent between them. But it’s important, and it means more than just those three words. It means I’m glad to see you again and Times may change but our friendship remains and I’m home.

It expresses the love that the two of them spent so long pushing down and ignoring, because how could they be together in a world that would lock them up for their feelings?

“I missed you too.”

The hug breaks, but Ty Lee doesn’t let go of Mai’s arms, and Mai doesn’t want her to. Mai wants her to hold on forever, never wants to be apart from her again. She wants to throw caution to the wind and beg to stay.

But she doesn’t. Not yet.

She takes a deep breath, inhaling the clean Kyoshi Island air, tinged with the first chilled breezes of autumn. She looks around to assure no one else has come outside to check on them. She never figured out, exactly, what to say now. But she knows she needs to say something.

Zuko had convinced her, actually. Mai, I know you. You won’t do this without a push, so I’m pushing you. Go to Kyoshi Island. Tell Ty Lee how you feel. I’m almost certain she feels the same.

And once Zuko had pointed out the signs, Mai couldn’t stop seeing them either. It was written between each line in every letter Ty Lee sent her. It was in the pressed flowers and the neat creases in the paper. It was in the space between every single letter.

I LOVE YOU.

“Ty Lee,” Mai whispers. She leans in slightly on instinct, desperate to be closer. They’ve been so far apart for so long and even though Ty Lee’s hands remain firmly wrapped around her arms, Mai can hardly stand the space still lingering between them. She wants to melt into Ty Lee’s body so they can never be separated again.

“Please stay,” Ty Lee says. One hand drops Mai’s arm to cup her cheek instead. “I don’t think I can bear to say goodbye again. I know I told you I didn’t want to guilt you into coming here, and I didn’t, but— I couldn’t say everything in the letters. Some things need to be said in person.”

“You did say it,” Mai assures her. “And I think I’ve always felt the same. That’s why Zuko and I never could have worked. I always— It was always you. I’ve always been yours.”

Ty Lee smiles. “Your letters said it too. I was worried I was reading them wrong.”

Mai shakes her head. “You should know no one knows me as well as you do.”

“Mai—” Ty Lee starts, then stops abruptly. Instead of saying anymore, she lifts herself onto her tiptoes, angling Mai’s face downward.

Mai takes her cue and closes the distance between them.

[sayakxmi]

[Magi reread; special edition] Episode 1: Aladdin and Alibaba [Part 2]

Anime!Alibaba is so violent for no reason.

"Throwing me out like that is so cruel!" Bro, you broke into his house.

"Stop following me." Bro, you allowed him to stay inside.

Again, Aladdin's more interested in the dungeons. Also, we don't get that hilarious scene where it turns out the dungeon is that close, which is a shame.

Anime!Alibaba: I'm going to clear Amon and all the other dungeons in the world faster than anybody else!

Bro, you're late, like, 14 years.

Anime!Alibaba: I don't have the time to waste it on you. <- you say that, but you don't really act like you mean it, lmao.

Like, sorry I'm not adding more screenshots, but they were kinda just walking around, so.

Also, Aladdin asked Alibaba if he likes money (boy, does he), and Alibaba actually said sth like "you need a lot of it to change a country" and, like, true, but, bro, you don't even want to change a country. You just want a normal life, but the normal life doesn't want you.

Also, Aladdin is far more excited about the money-monologue, lmao.

WHAT ARE THESE EXPRESSIONS

In the manga, Aladdin bumps into Morgiana cuz he was playing with that weird trident, here he does it, because he was too busy thinking about boobs to notice her.

Also, Morgiana's anime hair always bugged me so much. The manga keeps describing it as fiery red, but hers are basically pink. That's kind of annoying, and makes her and Kougyoku look a bit too similar.

-pouts-

Also, dunno, it's interesting. I didn't comment on it when I was talking about the manga I think, but in that moment especially Morgiana is depicted being ashamed about being a slave. Which is understandable. But I just forgot to comment it earlier, so I'm doing it now.

Anime!Alibaba really was like, leave me the fuck alone, but here is is, acting like they're in it together. Lmao.

Well, the good thing is, we don't get Budel molesting Morgiana (he beats her up instead). The bad thing is, we get whatever the fuck is this scene with a close up in a moment.

Besides the Sacred Palace scenes, this is Ugo's very first appearance.

He looks kinda neat here.

Aww.

Live Morgiana reaction.

Live Alibaba reaction.

Now I kind of need like 6 other characters to have this scene, for the whole gang to have live reactions.

More Alibaba and his goddamn tunnels.

"This is my friend, Ugo-kun! Everybody calls him a djiin or something..." Who tf is "everybody", you've only ever spoken to three people - Alibaba, Budel and Morgiana.

Also, now I remember that Aladdin actually did introduce himself. Sorry, I overfocused on his display of thievery.

Her!!!!

Also, kind of interesing. In the manga and in the anime two opposite things happen - in the manga Aladdin and Alibaba call each other friends, and it's an entire moment about it, whereas here Alibaba says that he promised himself he won't try to befriend anybody.

Lol.

Also, now that I think about it, the whole scene with Alibaba calling Aladdin his servant/slave isn't here at all, so I think it wasn't the anime, but some other translation instead, that I ended up confusing with the anime.

Aladdin is not amused by Alibaba's ass-kissing.

I get that the ppl who worked on the anime were trying to kinda include everybody from the trio in one episode, and kinda tried to mix these first chapters, but that's still stupid as shit. Like, this genuinely makes no sense. I know that Jamil's an idiot, but not that much of an idiot.

Apparenly they're sent to some mine that we know nothing about, except then they end up not there, anyway. Ok.

Can't wait for you to punch Budel in the face.

Pretty. But also it's the momentTM where Aladdin tells him that if he keeps lying, he won't be able to trust anybody, even himself. Like, bro, bold of you to assume Alibaba has enough confidence to trust himself with anything.

Nearing the photo limit, so have this scene for the last one here. I do like these scenes in Magi, they look... magical (ba dum tss).

[imraespace]

HELLOHIHIHIIRIHI dailt checkin but ‼️i yapped very hard again …‼️

i realize how long its gonna acc take to do my hair bc i have to bleach my hair and then color and then get home and then such and such and i have a poster to make for graphic designer UUGUGGHHH AM I GONAN FINISH THIS TODAY I JOPE I DO BC I HAVE HISTORY HOMEWORK TO DO 💔💔

shes like about to bleach my hair rn and like ugh im lowk so pissed bc idk how well i can actually clutch up on this poster esp bc i know i probably dont wven have a chance ☹️☹️ whatever i guess idk …

TODAYINSHCOOL WE WENT TO… church STOP we walked for like 20 mins to the church and then mass and then 20 mins back to school just in time for second period i wanted to miss a little bit of p2 but its okay bc at least i got my steps in fr

in the middle of second period i just started scrolling on my phone and i found bllk figures AND I WANTED TO PAY FOR IT LIKE IMMEDIATELY SO I WAS TEXTING MY MOM BEING LIKE “MOTHER MOMAY MOMMY MAMA CAN I BUY PLS” AND SHE WAS LIKE ok go buy do u have ur card?? and iwas like .. no..! BUT THERES APPLE PAY!! and when i clicked apple pay it legit switched my currency to damn euros??? HELLO?? it was like 10.55?? in cad and then it was 7.01 in euros and its around the same but it said the euros was = 10.72 cad like hello why did u add more cents.. LIKE OKAY ITS CENTS IT DOESNT MATTER BUT STILL MONEY IS MONEY MY MOM DIDNT JUST WORK FOR 8 HOURS FOR ME TO ADD MORE CENTS TO MY PURCHASE 👿 so i havent bought it yet i was planning to buy it once i got home but i ended up getting distracted and eating cereal it was delicious but i finished up all my milk so i kinda want more

FOR MY COOKING CLASS I MADE COOKIE BATTER 😈😈 i ended ip eating the cookie dough and uh lets just say i hipe i dotn get salmonella with the amount of cookie dough i ate … LIKE I SWEAR I ATE MORE COOKIE DOUGH THAN ANYONE ELSE IN MY CLASS HELP LIKE OOPS I GOT A LIL HUNGRY THERE GUYS..

umumum my old friends made this science club and its kinda run by the guy that i used to like (the one that forced me to confess but ill legit just call him lead while telling stories ab him now so #newsidecharacter!! HELP ME) and like im honestly surprised they made a club but also im just like tf is a science club.. like im a chem person so thats why im like omg science club but also omg science club 🤢🤮 BECAUSE WHAT I THOUGHT CLUBS WERE SUPPOSED TO BE MORE FUN UGGGHHHH whatever im not joining even if during the summer he legit wanted me join so im surprised he hasnt said anything to me but then again im the one who stopped talking to him i cant really expect much and i lowk hope he #stays seven feet away from me #covid #lockdown because i dont want his goofy ahh haircut near me i see him in my fourth period always staring at me …. maybe its a coincidence and hes actually looking at his friend who sits beside me and i swear theyre like #inlove #slowburn #enemiestolovers bc WHY DO THEY GIGGLE AROUND EACH OTHER SM AND THEYRE ALWAYS NEAR EACH OTHER AND U COULD SEE IN THEIR EYES THEYRE LIKE 🤞🤞🤞 YKWIM. but then again thats what everyone said to me about him bc everyone thought he liked me bc of how he looked at me + how he talked to me bc it was “softer” but no he saw me as his best friend who he will get along with for the rest of highschool…!!!!! (he is NOT getting that wish he did me so dirty) like listen i get it i was really close to you and if you just let me confess to you ON MY OWN DECISION then maybe i wouldve still been talking to you and maybe if he also just had more of a personality other than school and his damn guitars like ho no one cares shut up about your damn guitar collection i dont see u caring about my manga and stuffed animal collection..

OHYEAH THAT REMINDS ME LAST YEAR WHILE I WAS HANGING OUT AFTERSCHOOL W HIM CUZ HE WAS WAITING FOR HIS DAD TO COME PICK HIM UP (i stayed afterschool just so he wasnt alone btw i had no reason to be waiting bc my parents cannot pick me up i take THE DAMN BUS) and he randomly blurted out “i dont really like anime…” like bro what do you think i care if you dont??? I REALLT DIDNT UNTIL HE SAID THAT CUZ WHY WOULD YOU RANDOMLY SAY YOU DONT LIKE ANIME LIKE OKAY AM I SUPPOSED TO CARE ????? I STILL THINK ABOUT IT TO THIS DAY BC IT WAS SO RANDOM WE WERE LEGIT TALKING ABOUT ARCTIC MONKEYS AND RELIGION PROJECTS?? like imagine being like “yes so i love arctic monkeys and that one song called-“ “I Hate Anime.” HELP?? LIKE WAS IT WVER THAT DEEP LIKE MAYBE BC I LIKE ANIME A LOT THEN THAYS WHY HE SAID IT LIKE IT WASNA CRIME TO NOT LIKE ANIME but then agajn who am i to judge what someone dislikes

ohyes on the topic of him and how i said id be calling him lead i wanna say the lore of the actual code name HELP i sure damn hope no one from my school/friends know your blog or use tumblr or else theyll probably know who i am but im gonna bet on the fact that they think tumblr is grindr and they dont know anyone here

his code name is (or was??? bc i kinda just refer to his actual name irl) pb which is obv the symbol for lead/plumbum BUT IT TURNED INTO PB BC ID CALL HIM POOKIE BEAR HELP i cant even look at pookie bear the name because of that or pb anymore… like i kinda ruined the element for myself bc plumbum is such a funny name and then i just remember his goofy face ….. LIKE LEGIT WE HAD A LESSON ON SOME RANDOM ELEMENTS AND MY TEACHER WENT ON A WHOLE RANT ABOUT LEAD LIKE HELLO PLEASE STOP I AM HALLUCINATING HIS FACE ATP (okay bachira..) BUT NOW IM SCared for all the future crushes ill get in the future bc what if i end up ruining THE ENIRE PERIODIC TABLE FOR MYSELF LIKE OBVIOUSLY I WONT GET THAT MANY CRUSHES BUT LIKE YOU GET WHAT I MEAN. i mean i already hate chem at this point im fighting my teacher over naming systems and how i legit barely get it because theres so many things to memorize UGH

OKAY DAILT AUESITON TIME BC I JUST YAPPED MY HEART OUT STOP

umumumum which bllk character would have a s/o and make petnames for them but it would be the most cringe code names ever like ummmmm my wittle smoochie smoochie poopoo bear my little pumpkin pie seasoning the toilet to my toilet paper type of thing HELPME

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HAII OMGOODNESS THIS IS SO LONG HELPME IM SORRY I DIDNT READ IR YESTERDAY I fell asleep as soon as I got home then spent the night revising for my spanish test which I'm scared for..

SO MUCH YOU HAVE TO DO DANG GIRL DO YOU EVER GET A BREAK? HISTORY?? I hate history

HELP I REMEMBERED WHEN I USED TO GO TO CHURCH IN PRIMARU SCHOOL it was a roman catholic school and the church was literally across the road BUT IN THE CITY THERES ALWAYS LIKE HOMELESS PPL SO EVERYTIME WE CROSSED TO GO OVER TO THE CHURCH THEY ALWAYS STARED AT US now my high school isn't roman catholic it's not even religious.. we do pray tho but not like my old school but I have my rosary in my bag all the time aha!

20 minute walk dang😨 I'm sure jesus is delighted to see yall attend mass HELP

IM GIGGLING they just wanna be extra with the cents!! money grabbers fr...

OMG COOKIES I WANNA MAKE COOKIES I've never before the most I ever made is oreo cheesecake but not the baking kind it was the chilled one

PMAO when I was younger I used to just eat dough idk why.. like when my mommy was making pizza or sada(it's a flat bread I believe its an indian dish but it's common here and it yummy its like a side dish)

omg a science club sounds fun honestly but I don't do science! I say take over the club and become the owner you're better than those side characters

HELP THE HASHTAGS #6ftaway #covidcore ig he stares at you again I'll call my pigeons to pick his eyes out

HELP INLOVE

omg he friend zone you.. I did that once HELP but🤫🤫

HELPME IM GIGFLING he's an oddball fr.. that's like me remaining a random joke that happened 3 weeks ago and start laughing in the middle of a conversation

POOKIE.. BEAR..😨 I saw pb ans thought if peanutbutter help BUT POOKIE BEAR GIRL

HELP bachira core fr...

LMAO THATS WHY I DIDNT GIVE MY CRUSH A CODE NAME my friends just said "mara look your bae!" and I'm LIKE SHADAUP? he's ugly tho idk what I saw I think it was the Christmas spirit that blinded me that year

I LOVE THE YAPPING EVEN THO MY RESPONSES ARE SO SHORT HELP

HELPMEE THE NICKNAMES THE RIGHT THING TO SAY IS SHIDOU I WANNA BE DIFFERENT AND SAY ARYU IDK WHY

[rororxns]

HIIII I hope you’re doing well!

this is feedback for the if me and sava will get closer

But first off the party was over but NO WORRIES seriously and we ended up having a small party instead which was cute and sava was there and we didn’t rlly talk although I talked with other new mutal friends we had some small interactions like continuous eye contact 💀 and whenever she would say things she would always say my name at the end (granted this defo could be me overthinking) like if it was me her and my friend and I’d be near the drinks she’d be like can you give me a drink b? In a whisper tho so I feel like we aren’t that close yet (I find with close friends we’re so comfortable we’re loud and such etc) but with other ppl she’d just say give me a drink etc that’s one of the best way I could explain it

(I’m a bit delusional tho so while it won’t be romantic I think she has a bf rn? I defo feel we’re gonna be close friends and currently honestly that’s the best option)

ANYWAYD my feedback for this question .

As for the friend group we have lots of mutal friends and sometimes our “friend groups” get intertwined or sit close to each other but it’s kinda like that so I still resonate and for the reimincse I Always thought that our first real deep convo would be like sitting down and just talking about the friends that couldn’t follow us into this new school because she has a close best friend that couldn’t come same as I do I thought we could reminsce over them and bond so that eerily resonates

Overall thank you sm and it does resonate to the point where I need to hold myself back from asking other questions (not about sava) just things like how will the rest of this school year turn out etc but I will try and stop here thank you sm again ❤️ have an amazing day 🙏🏽😤😤

Hi again thanks for the feedback, you could ask when readings are open again. you're welcome, have an amazing day too.

How will the rest of your school year be like

Five of Wands and The Hermit

Five of Wands - Competition, you might need to compete in tests or exams but you can succeed. There might be possible misunderstandings and/or debates.

The Hermit - The above reasons could make you feel like working on your own. You might keep your own counsel, or you may guide others.

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[ivanshogun]

A Friend's Trust Part (1/3)

“Yo dud, uhm.... you free today? Can we meet up.. I just need something :v”

My phone rang, seeing the message kinda surprised me. It's from a friend of mine, although we don't really talk that much, she's still the kind of friend that would talk to me on hours on end. I just can't ignore her or she might actually commit suicide, she's a sad and depressed girl. She's always been complaining about life, her lovelife specifically, she's getting ignored by her boyfriend. Well I'm just a friend to comfort her.

“Hmm I'm free so why not. Anyway what do you need? Your message is kinda sus”  I replied

“Lmao amogus, don't worry I just need something, I'm gonna tell you about It after meeting up”  I sighed as I read, I'll just go I guess.

She sent a picture, a picture of her and an emoji to block her face off,sitting on a Park bench, the place is quite familiar place, a park I once visited when I was a child. She sent Another message;

“I'll be waiting even if it'd take hours. Just be sure to go here :>” another photo were sent, this time a photo of her with nothing to block her face except that it's blurry, she's still at the same place. I don't to make her wait so I immediately took a bath. I'm nervous, I've never met any friend that I met online, I'm usually aloof and doesn't socialize that much irl. It took me roughly one hour to arrive at the place, surely she's still waiting. Walking around, I don't know if I'd find her, maybe its just a prank. “Hey!! ████!!” a girl waved her hand over the distance, wait is that really her? She's way more beautiful than the photos, well her photos were always blurred. Walking towards me, I can see her smile, she's quite cheerful than I expected. With her short skirt and a casual tops, it fits with her Petite body, oh hell what am I saying. “Shall we get going then?” she clinged to my arm, like we were someone close to each other, not to mention she already have a bf. “Hey hey, where are we going?” I asked. “Just go with me okay” she smiled while she holds my hand, her soft hand made me comfortable and I just followed her. We ended up on a Fast food chain, ordering food without my consent, well she's the one who paid. Is this some kind of date. She forced me to eat with her and not letting me leave. “So Shane what do you really need?” I asked as I sip down on a smoothie. She started to sob before she speaks, “My boyfriend dumped me” she cries as slams her cup on the table. So basically she just needed comfort, then why did I even had to meet up with her?

“After all those years, 8 fucking years of relationship and he would just end it all. I did everything I can, gave him gifts yet he didn't even gave me the love that I wanted, not even a single kiss or hug from him. He ignored me for 9 fucking months and he'd just show up and say that we're breaking up? Goddamnit, I thought he's going to be the one for me but I was wrong.” she cried out Loud, the other customers looked at us, they might misunderstood it that I made her cry. Pulling out my handkerchief to wipe her tears, I started to hug her, it's the best thing I could do as a friend. “Hey don't cry now, it's alright, you'll find another guy that'd suit your needs, that'll equally love you as much as you do.” I pat her head as she slowly  calmed down, ah fuck now my shirt is wet from her tears and snot. “Thank you,████” she sniffed for the last time. “Is your home nearby? I'm gonna take you home now” I said. “Yeah, it's near here” she said as she rubbed her eyes and held my hand. Walking down the street, she just won't let go of my hand. I bet she's really sad about everything. Dropping by at her house, I decided to leave. “Thank you for today, and please don't do anything to harm yourself, Shane” I said as I open the door. “Im gonna go home too, it's getting late” I added but before I could even exit the door, she hugged me from behind and stopped me. “Can you stay here for a little while” she said as she slowly starts to cry. “Okay, Alright. If that'd be good for you” I said as I pat her head. I closed the door as the sun slowly sets, it's just little while to comfort a friend of mine.

[euphoricimagination]

𝑷𝒐𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒊𝒅 ~ 𝑶𝒔𝒂𝒎𝒖 𝒙 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

Capturing the immature us in a photo, I want to keep it so I won’t forget it

You were sat hearing the pouring rain while looking at the polaroid in your hand, sad smile appearing at the old memories

You were in front of Inarizaki’s banner, in the gym specifically, alongside the volleyball team. It was a rare thing, just like their banner say, they didn’t like to remember the memories, let alone the sad ones, but Kita had insisted in taking one before he and the rest of the third years graduate, and no one could deny that they will miss their friends more than anything.

The photo itself was quite of a mess, but it somehow represents Inarizaki at best. Kita, Aran and Omimi were the only ones actually looking at the camera; Atsumu was arguing with Suna, both of them looking annoyed at each other; Ginjima and Akagi were laughing at something outside; and Osamu was making a funny face while looking at you, making you laugh hysterically. Oh the two of you were immature and happy.

You and Osamu had been friends the longest, always attached to the hip of each other; you were so close to the point everyone thought you two were dating. On your third year that became true, kinda. You became friends with benefits, both of you scared to reveal your actual feelings for each other. Making out in the changing rooms became normal, lingering touches when nobody was watching, almost being caught pleasuring each other in the Nationals bathroom. And while you weren’t anything official, everyone knew you were meant to be.

Until your graduation came by.

You two end up in an argument when you received your results. He was going to stay in Hyogo, he had mention something about opening a restaurant, but you had been accepted in a university near Miyagi. You never actually expected to enter, hence why you had made plans to stay with him there. He was proud, he honestly was, but anger took over; he not only was going to lose Atsumu because of his pro league career, but now he was going to loose you, his best friend, who after so many nights sleeping with, he fell in love with.

You tried to talk to him before leaving, but he was a Miya after all, stubborn and prideful. After that you never talk again, you became ghosts in each other lives. Even though you didn’t talk anymore, you still knew that he did open a restaurant, and he did knew that you were doing more than good; after all you kept in touch with Atsumu, who despite everything, you constantly visit.

Sometimes I think we can look back, because we’ve been too busy, we’ve been too busy. Let’s take a break, so we can be happy and smile.

You were supposed to meet Atsumu when you found the old polaroid, but it started to rain heavily. Before you could stop to think, you were sprinting towards a shop, a restaurant, to not end up completely wet. The girl in the register smiles to you warmly, pointing at a table. You sat there hearing the pouring rain and looking at the polaroid, waiting for someone to take your order.

“Hi! Welcome to Onigiri Miya what can I serve ya to- Yn?” you hear a voice, a familiar voice talking to you. Looking up you found the one and only, Miya Osamu, looking at you with the same shock expression “Is it… is it really ya?”

“Hi Osamu” you smile faintly, a weird feeling in your chest “So you did open a restaurant, huh?”

“Yeah, I did” he also smiles at you. His eyes go to your hand, noticing the photo “What’s that?”

“Eh? An old Inarizaki photo that I found. Look” you pass it to him, his eyes becoming softer at the sight

“We surely were young and stupid back then” he says looking at you two particularly. He had been so busy that he hasn’t realize just how much he missed you. Looking at the photo one more time, he gathers all his confidence. It’s time to take a break “Do ya… do ya mind if I join ya? I would love to catch up with ya. Dinner’s on me, of course”

We shouldn’t forget this, please remember the smiles in our pictures

“… Sure, I’d love to”

[bi-bard]

I Wanna Feel All that Love and Emotion - Barry Allen Imagine (The Flash)

Title: I Wanna Feel All that Love and Emotion

Pairing: Barry Allen X Reader

Based On: People Watching

Word Count: 1,019 words

Warning(s): fear over commitment (kinda, not in the way you assume)

Summary: How long can a person watch other people in love before they start losing hope for themselves? (Y/n) finds themself fearing they'll never fall in love as they save the city and watch countless couples reunite.

Author's Note: I sobbed to this song when I first heard it, but it's fine.

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I felt myself force a smile as the woman I just saved ran over to her partner. The pair hugged each other, sobbing as they held on tightly. I took a deep breath and turned around.

"We've got everyone and everything's secure," Barry told me just as he stopped in front of me. "I don't know where the guy who caused this went."

"He must've taken off before we got here," I replied, looking around the group again.

I had meant to look to see if anyone looked different. Looking at Barry and me instead of the disaster. Someone watching with no emotion. Maybe the quick flash of some funky costume.

I didn't see any of that.

What I did see was people all connecting. Couples holding each other, friends checking on each other. All forms of relationships that you could imagine. Disaster shows how united a group can be.

Watching all of the relationships made my chest feel tighter. I would've given anything to have that kind of connection. Not the disaster part, of course, but the closeness and the trust. I had been craving it for years now. It just had never been in the cards for me.

I sighed.

"You alright," Barry asked.

I looked at him again, shaking myself out of my thoughts. "Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. I'm just tired."

He nodded, but his expression didn't show that he believed me. "We should get back to Star Labs."

I nodded back. "Race ya."

I took off before he could reply.

I was leaning on a desk in the lab when he showed up.

"That was cheating," he said, pointing at me.

"It's not my fault if you have slow reflexes."

"Slow? I am the fastest man alive."

"Meh, are you?"

"You flew here, that's different."

"Fastest runner alive," I corrected.

He rolled his eyes jokingly.

"Alright, you guys get changed," Cisco pointed at us. "I think we've earned some drinks."

I bit my lip for a moment. That feeling in my chest was still there and I really didn't want to sit with it all night. It would only drag these guys down.

"I actually think I'm gonna go home early tonight," I replied. "Just a bit tired."

"You sure," Barry asked. I nodded. "Alright, get home safe."

I nodded again.

I didn't end up going home after I changed. Well... I kind of did, but I wasn't in my apartment. I ended up sitting on the roof of my apartment building, looking out at the city that I had dedicated my life to.

I felt a gust of wind behind me. I closed my eyes, knowing immediately who it was.

"Hi, Barry," I said.

"Hey," he replied, going to sit next to me near the edge of the roof.

"How'd you know I was up here?"

"You come up here whenever you're upset," he shrugged. "I kinda figured out that something was wrong when you were leaving. I wanted to give you a little bit of space though."

"Thanks," I forced a grin at him.

"Wanna talk about it?"

I shrugged a little bit, looking down at my lap.

"We don't have to; we can just sit here. Like giant birds."

I couldn't help but chuckle at him, looking back over at him. He was looking over at me with a grin, clearly proud that he got a laugh out of me. I took a moment to consider how I wanted to word this.

"How often do you watch people after you save them," I asked. "Not for some extended period of time, but just immediately after saving them."

"Umm," Barry furrowed his eyebrows. "I wouldn't say super often, but sometimes I'll look. It's nice to see people feel safe after something's happened."

I nodded.

"Do you not agree?"

"No, no, I do," I said. "It's just... sometimes it makes me a little... sad? I guess?"

"Why?"

"I... I haven't gotten the chance to be in love," I tried to explain. "Not truly. I've tried dating and such, but nothing beyond that. After a while, I guess seeing all of the relationships has made me a little bit... jealous? That sounds awful but I don't have a better word."

Barry nodded, not trying to interrupt or help me. He was just listening to me.

"I've... I've watched countless couples reunite and hold each other," I continued. "I've seen true love unfold in front of me. I... I guess I just want to know what it feels like. Experience it all. When's my turn to get those emotions."

"Y'know, it's not all those happy moments," Barry replied, trying to comfort me. "There's lows to all of it."

"But isn't that part of the beauty of it," I turned my body to face him. "The smiles and tears. The good and the bad. Miracles and tragedies."

He nodded, grinning to himself.

"That sounded dumb, didn't it," I asked. "Sorry. I get caught up in the hopes and the rainbows and the crap-"

I jumped a little when Barry leaned over and pressed his lips to mine. He slowly kissed me while I sat still, completely shocked.

He leaned back slower than he had leaned forward. He just stared at me for a few moments, waiting for me to respond.

I blinked a few times before I came to my senses. "It... It's very dangerous to surprise someone on a roof. I could've fallen off..."

Barry chuckled at me.

"I could've dragged you down with me-"

"Let me make it up to you," he cut me off. "Would dinner work?"

"Are you..."

"Asking you on a date," he finished my question. "Yeah, I am."

"You don't have to do that out of pity."

"I'm not. I'm doing it because I really like you and I have for a while now. I want to go out to dinner with you. As a date. Would you like that?"

I slowly nodded. "Yeah, that sounds nice... that sounds really nice."

He grinned before leaning over to kiss me again.

Maybe it was my turn. I just needed to see that.

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