#no cause I can totally see the akwardness of the moment

[ma-chi1993]

Do you think Veneziano and Romano cry when asked about how many times they think about the Roman Empire?

[avameller]

𝟒. 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝?

ᖭི༏ᖫྀ 𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 ࣪𖤐

Posted on the 16th of july 2024

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: none.

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: You meet Ellie and joel getting the feeling ellie might not like you? Lily and James show you your room.

Spelling mistakes are to nicely be pointed out. <3 753 words

- Aishas POV -

₂₉ James opens the door for me and Lily to walk in, entering i took a look around ¨I am actually liking this new family so far, James and Lily are very polite and so nice¨  I thought to myself, James closing the door after us, "James?" a deep voice was heard from another room, James walked through the big wood opening to the side "Hey! My man" I heard The man say, I looked at Lily for a moment "You can go" she gestured with an approving smile as I gave her a little nod, entering thru the doorway.

₃₀ I saw a man hugging James as his face lifted when he made eye contact with me, he let go of the hug as I stood there not knowing what to do "Is this her?" The man asked "Yeah it is" James said "Aisha this is Joel, Joel, Aisha" James introduced me to his friend that he had told me about earlier, "And this is Ellie" he pointed to an auburn-haired girl sitting with her one knee up to her face leaning on it, she looked up and gave me a smile "Hello.." I said nervously "hey" she said sounding stone cold like she didn't even wanna be there ¨she's just tired Aisha, tired. you know that feeling¨  I thought to myself, I gave her an akward smile not knowing what else to do.

- Ellies POV -

₃₁ ¨Who's she?¨ I thought to myself as I stared down the girl, ¨she looks annoying, but..? kinda pretty..¨ I punched myself mentally as I just stared out in mid-air "You okay there, Ellie?" Joel asked me "Y-yeah, I'm fine" I scoffed "I'm okay" I added "Okay then well we will get going," Joel said, I stood up from my chair ready to go.

- Aishas POV -

₃₂ "I was wondering if you guys wanted to come over later for dinner? if that is okay with Aisha too of course" James suggested looking at me, I nodded "Y-yeah I mean... It's fine with me" I said getting starred down by everyone in the room excluding Ellie "Me and Ellie would love to" Joel said as he looked at Ellie "Right Ellie?" he asked the girl that was still standing there with crossed arms "Sure thing" she said not sounding intrigued at all, "great we will see you there" Joel said as Ellie started walking towards the door, "Ellie, wait up!" Joel said running after her "Bye!" He yelled before the sound of a door slamming shut.

₃₃ "Well that was interesting," I said as James let out a chuckle "Sorry about Ellie, she is dealing with some stuff right now," he said "No of course! It's totally okay, It's not that deep" I said in reassurance, "Okay! Well, should we show you your room?" Lily asked, "I would love to!" I said in excitement "Follow me then" Lily smiled at my reaction as she started walking and I followed right behind her, we walked out to the entryway and up a staircase that led to a hallway with 3 doors, Lily started walking to the one all the way at the bottom of the hallway. She stood outside of it as I came closer she opened the door, "We thought we would decorate a little for you so you wouldn't feel too overwhelmed but you can always change it if you want!" she said with a smile

₃₄ I took a good look around with wide eyes, it was gorgeous "No-no yeah its omg its fu-" I stopped myself putting a hand over my mouth "Can I cuss?" I asked "Yes, Yes you fucking can," James said laughing a little "Ok- cause It's fucking amazing!!" I exclaimed, "We're glad you like it!" Lily said, "Do you wanna have some time to settle in alone?" James asked, "We can leave so you can make yourself at home, maybe move some stuff around," Lily said making some weird hand movements, making me chuckle "Yeah, I would like that," I said "Perfect, we will call you down for dinner in an hour or two," James said "Bye" I gave them a smile as they went out closing the door after them...

[afaimscorner]

The Flash 9x05

Well, that was the underwhelming conclusion to Eric Wallace’s worst “graphic novel” yet. I mean, he always runs out of time with his strange “Oh, no, we can’t use more than a handful episode for a graphic novel because the Mirror Verse Arc was too long and did not work out because of this” thought-process, but this one did make even less sense than the Finale of Season 8 and that is saying something.

Like:

+ By this point the show has kissed anykind of continuity goodbye, but you know: back after Crisis in Season 6 it was said that Gorilla City is now on Earth Prime. Was Cisco lying to us or are we to assume that Gorilla City is here but the sentinient gorillas for some reason aren’t?

+ Did they not say just three eps ago that Ryan Wilder did vanish? Where to and why? And why did she show up at all in this episode, if she was not involved with the Red Death Storyline before? Would it have hurt to have her say anything about her actual whereabouts?

+ They are expecting us that Ryan, who never even meet any of the Superfriends, is now meeting once a month with Kara, Alex and Nia? Why is Kelly not invited (or *sigh* LL for that matter)?

+ Maybe I missed something but what ever happend to the Rogues in this episode? Captain Boomerang, Murmur and Fiddler just - what?-  split at one point because they weren’t needed anymore? Or are they still out there as a gang causing chaos and everyone is just fine with this?

+ Eric Wallace’s logic of decent human behaviour and what is considered normal struck again with Joe basically taking Jenna from Cecile and ordering her to only see her (and him) on the weekends. Because you know no crime ever happens on the weekend and Team Flash does only need Cecile five days a week and will totally not die when their most powerful member is not at hand on a sunday because the father of her child has ordered her that this is family time, but she is also not allowed to live with him and her child for the rest of the week. (Yes Jenna is totally not going to come out with a damage out of this situation). And of course everyone is acting like this is totally normal. Bty where is Cecile supposed to live now? Alone in the House? Are Barry and Iris moving in there instead with her? What about the Loft?

+ That whole arc would not have happend if Barry would have had the decency to check in on Grodd somewhen in the last three years! But as we know by now the Earth Prime Barry Allen forgets about his friends on a regular basis, so no surprise there.

+ What was wrong with the writers of this episode anyways? Five minutes after Iris tells her you can be useful as a normal person Khion discovers that she has powers. Five minutes after Barry tells Joe he is useful for the team and he needs him in CC, Joe tells Cecile he is taking Jenna with him to bring her up somewhere else and that Team Flash only needs Cecile.

* If Iris gets pregnant three months too soon, the baby actually won’t be Nora, just saying. So either Barry was wrong or they just erased the lastest version of Nora from existence.

+ Also, let’s just say it at least once: Barry did not need the Rogue Squad. Cecile, Allegra and Kramer are so  powerful  that the city would not even need him for anything, if they would just explore their powers properly or just - you know - actually use them! (Hence the Meta-Cuffs for Kramer in the most akward moment of the episode).

On the plus side: No more overacting from Javica in this episode. See, a director can make a difference.

But this sadly is not enough to make this “graphic novel” anything other than a desaster.

[flower-slut004]

SOFT ABC ETHAN MORGAN

A - Affection (how do they show affection)

Ethan is a little more akward with it. He'd be fidgety and not know where to put his hands. "Like this?". "No wait this feels weird", "Sorry" are the words that come out of his mouth when he atempets. At the end of the day, Ethan will probably hold your hand.

B - Balance (how do they balance you, work/school/life?)

You're not a part of the supernatural life since Ethan wants to protect you. I see Ethan with an organizer and planner so he can plan out when he hangs with you. You guys have study dates every Wednesday.

C - Cuddles (do they enjoy cuddling? what positions?)

Ethan is totally awkward when it comes to any kind of affection but that doesn't mean he doesn't like cuddles. He loves them but you would have to make the first mood by wrapping your arms around his waist and laying your head on his chest.

D - Date (what was your first date?)

Ethan totally has to plan this out, he's the dictionary definition of a nervous wreck. At the end of it all, Ethan decides to take you to a fancy restaurant with a beautiful walk in the park.

E - Excited (how excited do they get when they see you/are with you?)

The first thing Ethan does when he gets to school is he looks for you. Ethan is all smiles when he finds you. When Ethan picks you up from dates he can't help but think how beautiful you are and how he's the luckiest nerd in the world.

F - Fighting (what happens when you fight)

Ethan's "secretive" behavior defiantly sets some alarms off for you. Especially since he's always with Sarah. You don't understand why he has to cancel dates out of nowhere to help Sarah if she already has Erica, Rory, and Benny. It's all you two argue about until you completely shut him out. It wasn't until you ran into Rory sucking a bag of blood until he tells you the truth. Which leads to another fight.

G - Gorgeous (pet names. what do they like to call you? what do they like to be called?)

Ethan is more old-school with his names "Sweetheart" 'Sweetie" "Darling"./ You on the other hand love to see Ethan blush so you call him more elaborate names "Hot Stuff", "Hottie", "Baby"

H - Hi (first time meeting)

The two of you met after running into each other in the halls causing papers to go everywhere. Ethan expecting to be yelled out or be called a nerd. He was surprised when you apologized and asked if he was okay.

I - Intimacy (how romantic they are)

Ethan tries his best but Rory a mishap always happens and he has to give it what he has. Trust me when I say this, It always ends up being romantic. Dinner under the stars just ignore the broken pot.

J - Jealousy (do they get jealous? how do they react to you being jealous)

Ethan is the quiet type when he's jealous, he'll just stare and watch until whoever is talking to you leaves. Ethan knows you'll never cheat on him but he can't feel scared that you'll leave him./ Ethan finds it funny that you think he's interested in any other girl that's not you. He adores you and sometimes you scare him when you're jealous.

K - Kisses (where do they like to kiss you/how often?)

If you're shorter than Ethan, he'll kiss your knuckles and if you're taller Ethan will stand up on his toes to give you a peck on the lips.

L - Love (when was the first time they said I love you or realized it?)

You guys were watching Star Wars for the hundredth time at lunch when Erica came in mocking the whole franchise and calling Ethan a mega loser. You defended Ethan saying that she doesn’t know what she’s missing and you don’t mind watching the movie over and over. At that moment Ethan knew he loved you/ Ethan said I love you when you were helping him bandaging him up. That night was sealed with a kiss.

M - Moving in (when do you decide to move in together)

You guys moved in together after you get married. Ethan was paranoid with the money and decided it was best to move in after the wedding since you two already had stable jobs at the time. The two of you moved into a nice home a few towns away from White Chapel.

N - Newborn (their reaction to starting a family)

( if you don’t want kids skip this ) Ethan would be textbook definition of a nervous wreck. You’ll wake up one day to see Ethan reading a stack of baby books that almost reach the ceiling. You’ll have to reassure him, he’ll be the best dad. Ethan is also a little worried that the baby will inherit his seer powers and will talk to Grandma Weir about it.

O - Open (how open you are with one another)

In the beginning Ethan would keep secrets like the whole supernatural world away from you. Which led you to think he was cheating. After he revealed the supernatural world, he was an open book with you.

P - Photos (what kind of photos you take of them/they take of you)

You love taking photos of Ethan when he’s doing geeky stuff, you think it’s adorable to see his face concentrating on his star wars legos./ Ethan likes taking pictures of you while you’re on dates. He can’t believe he’s got someone beautiful as you to like him back.

Q - Quirks (what random habits do you have that they love or hate/vice versa)

Ethan loves it when you doodle out of nowhere especially when you’re thinking. He likes looking at what you draw and always ends up keeping them./ You hate how Ethan taps his pen on the desk over and over when he doesn’t understand something. You usually just explain it to him so he can stop.

R - Recovery (how you help them after an injury/vice versa)

Ethan totally blames himself for you getting injured and demands you stay in your bed for recovery. He stays by your side bringing you anything you want./ When Ethan gets hurt you’re also by his side. You cook his favorite meals and bring him his homework if he misses school.

S - Solution (how they resolve fights)

Ethan is usually scared to go up to you after a fight in fear you’re still upset. So he’ll leave notes asking if you can see him after school. Annoyed you did and when you got to the location there was Ethan with flowers.

T- Touch (when they need/want your touch, what will they do? how often?)

Ethan is shy about it but he likes your touch. He isn’t big on PDA but just standing next to him is enough for him. When Ethan is feeling needy, he’ll nudge you until you pay attention and hold his hand.

U- Waking Up With Them

Waking up with Ethan is always adorable. You usually wake up to his soft snores as your head is on his chest. You sit up in his bed and just stare around the room until something catches your eye.

V - Vacation (where they travel with you)

With your parents permission, You go with the Morgans to the amusement park for a week. Ethan being Ethan tries to win you some prizes ( He did at the end but with some trouble). You spent some time with Jane riding the coasters Ethan was scared to go on.

W - Wedding (how they propose/where you get married/honeymoon)

Ethan is a stuttering mess. He considered asking Benny to give him a courage spell to ask you. At the end Ethan proposes to you at a beautiful dinner under the stars. You didn’t give him the chance to ask when he got on his knee. You tackled Ethan with kisses repeating yes over and over. The two of you get married at an outdoor event with all your friends and family. The honeymoon was placed in Paris France where the two of you spent days in each others arms

X - X-factor (what about you captivated them?)

Your kindness is he loves. He loves how you could never hurt a fly but slaughter a vampire in a snap.

Y - Yawning (how they act when they’re tired)

When Ethan is tired he’ll just tell you and lean on your shoulder as a pillow. Sometimes when he’s extremely tired he’ll lay on your lap so you can play with his hair as he falls into a deep sleep.

Z - Zzzz (how you fall asleep together)

Usually study dates is where the two of you fall asleep together. You lean on Ethans shoulder when you’re tired or you gave up studying. Ethan wraps his arm around your shoulder and leans down on the couch where the two of you will rest.

[xyanmajor]

Sixty-nine questions for your ttrpg characters (1st part)

I took the questions from @dungeonsanddragonsfiftheditiononsfifthedition but cut it in part so I can try to answer at my own pace. English is not my mother toungue so it is difficult for me to answer without many many errors, i'm ver sorry for english talkers or natives ;_;.... I'm trying. I choose Khal, my DND Ranger from CoS campain by @hikarinokusari

Art by simrell

1. What drives them? what’s their ultimate goal? Kuka's freedom. Now, he tends to want more and more and more.. Like, he if I can free my Girl, maybe I can be free with her for... more time. Like, eternity ? :D 2. What was your original concept for this character? how did playing them change that concept? Original concept was a very human OC, with no particularity. I wanted to do a good human, not very intelligent or wise, on the average of all. But then, my DM said 'iiif you wanna play a human, wanna hear what I have to offer ?" and then I make a deal with the D(M)evil. I was offered to play a Vistana in the CoS campain with minor change in order to be scaled to my companions. So my 'average and normal' human change for a Vistana, ranger and a little socialy akward. And I really love it. I wanted to play it a little picky and naughty, maybe a little selfish from time to time, but with the socially-awful-skilled company I have, i was tend to chage him for the greater good. He is now very stubborn and bloody-type but not very mean...

3. Can they accept failure? Yes. Khal is a character who know that he rarely has what his heart wants. He knows failures, multiple of them and try to get stronger by them. The only failure he doesnt really accept is his Kuka's freedom failure for the moment. He doesn't really care of other's failure cause well, it's their life. Too bad for them.

4. What one person, place, or thing do they love more than anything else?

Kuka. Only Kuka. Kuka Forever. There is no place in his heart. The world(s) are his place. Their place.

5. Is there something they want to be known for?

No. In fact, being totally unknown is safer.

6. How have they changed in the last year? How about the last five years?

He became darker, heavy-hearted, anxious. It's a shame since Barovia should have made it like this, and not the outside... His fear of the death and the deads became stronger too.

7. There’s a magic item (or technological innovation, or special resource) made just for them—what is it? A bat collar, with many little jewelry that could allow Kuka to be free from Barovia : she could go in and out whenever she wants with Khal by her side. (and on top of that she will be so pretty).

8. What songs remind you of them? if there are specific lyrics or movements, list ‘em! I am really bad at that ._. Maybe ''Baile de Violetas (Guitar Version) · Carlos Viola'' cause I rellay see him battled on that songs. It fit him when he is enraged by something that can cause him wrongs.

9. When in their life were they most scared? The night the thunder was horrible and surrounded Kuka and him by fire in the dead forest. The most he could do was being so scared he can't breathe or move anymore and fainted with child-Kuka, terrorized, in his arms when he saw dead people on fire, moving like they were othing more than future aches. From that day he barely stand thunder.

10. What inspired this character’s creation? I don't know. Wanted to have a ranger with companion cause I am a dark-kikoolol in my heart I guess. Kuka was a surprise. Didn't know I wanted her until I had the idea and my DM say 'ok'.

11. If they have a pet or animal companion, how do they spend time with them? if they don’t have one, what sort of animal would they be interested in raising, if any? He hunts with her by night, he plays with her and give her snacks to train her. They are constantly travelling in Barovia and appreciate their ranger life. Some times, he bathes her and she really like that.

12. How have they altered their body? piercings, tattoos, biohacks, or other modifications—anything. why (or why not) did they (or someone else) make those changes?

They didn't :o ! But his mother wants him to have a tatoo like his sisters. He never have time for that. All his time is dedicated to free Kuka now.

13. What are some motifs you associate with them? did you intentionally bring in those motifs, or did it happen over time? Somethings with the dance theme. He's a Vistani and I can't really play that in the campain cause we don't have time for that but he really really enjoy dancing, making music and sometimes, singing. Maybe a prastonata or two people dancing a valse in tatoo. Bat too, obviously but it would be disrepectful for the Lord of the Land so no.

14. What keeps them up at night? His life with her bat. When he was younger, he often fell asleep at day and was berated by his mother cause he stayed AGAIN up at night to help Kuka grow at her own pace.

15. Is there something that never fails to make them laugh? Kuka's little cuty cuty noises. His sisters making their pouting faces. The moment sun is appearing for the fist time when he goes out from Barovia makes him laugh a little cause it tickles the nose.

16. Do they value their appearance? Yeah of course ! He is a Vistani, proud of his tainted skin, his black and long and wavy hairs, his fierce eyes, his jewels and coloured outfits. He's a ranger so he has to make him more green-taint to survive in wild but he DOES value his appearance when he his in society.

17. They’re crying—what did it take to make them cry? Despair. Despair for being so weak he cannot even free his Girl from a fucking magic thing. Despair of being selfish to make Kuka hope for something that will never be true. Despair of be what he is : a simple human, mortal and weak. So weak.. ------ Will do the rest one day :eyes:

[broxklynn]

The End Of My Candy Love

Warning!

Alright, so. This post will contain a lot. First of all, it's gonna be really sloppy. I'm very emotional person and I easily get attached to games, movies and stuff. I know it's a bit weird, but yeah, I'm a weird person. Anyway, that's why there's a warning: there's gonna be a lot of sloppiness, grammar mistakes (at least I think so, specially since english isn't my native languange) and it's probably going to be long. So, if you're intrested in reading my thoughts about everything - good luck.

First Adventure

I first heard about "My Candy Love" in 2015, six years ago. So, I was basically a baby (I'm pretty young). And I started playing a year after, I got totally obssesed with Lysander and I fell in love, seriously, haha. I was into writing back then, but I couldn't find any ideas on "what to write?" and MCL gave me just that - inspiration (that's most likely why I'm just a romance freak).

My Story

You know, I was a child so I couldn't really pay for AP, but I always found some kind of way to get them. But then I got my phone I just used money from that, geez, I was nuts. The old AP system was so iconic, looking for Nathaniel, finding Kiki, I'm gonna miss it.

Anyway, I got along with Castiel pretty well (which suprises me 'cause I found about walkthroughs in 2017, like year after, so maybe it was because I was a brat?), but I adored Lysander. Oh, I also loved Ken (I was so sad when he went away) and Nathaniel. After I met Armin, I liked him too.

Again, being a child and playing a game like this I came across all diffrent kinds of emotions. I was laughing, crying, dying from embaressment (this thing with Nath and locker room, aaa) and getting seriously mad (Deborah's arc, Priya, Charlotte). I remember impatiently waiting for new episode to come out or crying my eyes out during Lysander's amnesia plot. Jesus. I loved the way Castiel was teasing Candy, I loved this cute-clumsy Kentin, I loved the old Nathaniel, I loved Armin and most of all - I loved my precious Lysander. I adored the interactions between characters, how funny or cringy they were and how much fun I had. I even like this secret-dating plot even when it got on my nerves. I still remember staying up late to watch videos like "lysander illustrations" and stuff. I also really enjoyed reading MCL manga and I spent hours trying to translate it from Spanish to English or my native languange (funfact: I still haven't finished it! I don't know where to find those mangas) or trying to draw something from the game up ending up terribly failing. Anyway, I was crying during the prom thing, my Candy was so grown-up, I got emotional, haha. So, 40 episode came in. I was pretty excited 'because, me, being extremely naive (I got to say, I've never had a problem with Beemoov before, I started playing MCL in 2016 and Eldarya in 2017, so there were no major issues with them, only the price of PA, I think) thought that my Lysander is going to propose (I was a child, ok?) and maybe, there's going to be a second season with us living together. Haha, how naive I was. Whole episode 40, really got me tearing up, I was a wreck, seriously (When Kentin couldn't take Candy's bra off I lost it or this whole ananas thing in Castiel's route, omg). But I finished it feeling happy. I truly enjoyed spending my time on this game. But, then this whole university thing came out. And the fact, that Lysander, Armin and Kentin won't be with us foe the next season. I spent entire vacation crying (I was a kiddo, ok?) and being mad at everyone. I felt like I got robbed. It was horrible.

"A New Chapter"

I was one of these people who just couldn't accept the change. Not in the world. Never. They stole my Lysander, Kentin and Armin from me and changed AP system to some kind of bullshit. God, I was mad. Really mad. Seeing Castiel was quite nice, but I didn't fill the void of my baby. But, oh, my, God. When I saw Nathaniel I just couldn't believe. I said I was mad? Then I was furious. I really liked the old Nathaniel, he had his own vibe, his backstory, his character and it was just, damn, amazing. But they changed him completely, for what? They wanted the second Castiel? Yeah, they got it. Priya as a love interest was quite a good move, tho. I even though I didn't like her (in highschool or in university) I liked the idea of adding a female interest. But the thing that hurted me, was the fact that Lysander was taking care of the farm. Like, no! He didn't want that. He didn't like the countryside. He had such a potential to become a author and Beemoov didn't let him. God, that broke my heart. Anyway, I didn't spent a single penny on MCLUL, but I have to say - I kinda enjoyed it. You know, it was the guily-pleasure kind of thing. I didn't like it as much as I liked highschool, but there were some good or funny moments. I loved Rayan's kiss scene. I adored Chani. Or Hyun making us watch "Toy Story". Nathaniel's ulgy green hair or all these crazy threesomes. I liked it. Kinda. I hated Nath tho. The ending, hm, it was okay, I guess? I do feel sort of nostalgic thinking about it 'cause I got some nice memories from it, in the end. But yeah, going on.

Love Life

Oh. My. Lord. I was so sceptical about it. Like, I was sure that, at this point they're going to do "My Candy Love Mid-Life Crises" next or some other shit. But in the end, I "kinda" like it. It wasn't good like highschool or fresh like university, but I was nice to see new chapters with our annoying-cringy Candy, that I love (btw, I started playing other otome games and I realized that Candy wasn't that bad). Meeting Eric was nice, even tho, this whole cheating plot really got me ragging. Like, damn, Beemoov, seriously? And if you going this, why not with old LIs? Just kidding. Anyway, I truly enjoyed meeting Dan and Eric, the two of them were quite a characters. I won't forget them, hah. I was happy with single ending, 'cause I think about it as a "open ending" when my Candy can go back to my baby and everything's going to be alright.

Regrets & Complaints

Now, now. Where do I start? AP system was a freaking nightmare. Replacing old Nathaniel with some kind of weird Castiel was a nightmare. Removing Lysander, Nathaniel, Armin and Kentin was a nightmare. Not finishing plots was a nightmare. And why in the whole Love Life I haven't seen Amber once? Why Alexy never mentioned Evan like they're not brothers? Why Castiel doesn't care that I was dating his bestfriend? And why, in the world, after changing the system finding Kiki is so damn easy? Why AP is so expensive? So many questions!

All The Good Times

But, I got to say. I will never forget this bitchy Castiel, cookie-monster Ken following us around. Or cute Nathaniel. Castiel buying Candy some kind of weird McDonald's. Or Lysander's parents exposing him having crush on Candy. Or seeing Kentin kissing Amber (ew). This super akward-funny sex ed lesson. Deborah's arc and losing my shit over it. Or Thomas (this weird child) stalking my Candy and her LI in the park. And Lysander asking us how to hide a body, aaa. Or Armin telling us he loves us. Or Kentin. And Cookie ripping this huge teddybear apart. Or the water fight in Kentin’s spin off. And crushing on Alexy and later on finding out he’s gay. Or spin-the-bottle game and Lysander getting jealous. Or Dake, being a creep for entire game straight. Or guessing what was guy's surnames. And for sure, I will never forget this demonic Kiki dog.

What it worth it?

In the end, yes. Have I ever told you that I want to become a professional writer? Silly dream, I know, but writing is a huge passion of mine, and well, my first story was based off My Candy Love (it is cringy as hell, but I feel kinda nostalgic thinking about it). All these years spending on playing game that I wasn't supposed to be playing was amazing. It was one of the best experiences I had in life and I will never, ever forget that.

What now?

Well, Beemoov is working on a new game and I'm kinda optimistic. I know, it's really naive of me, but I want to believe that they won't f*ck this up, this time. And going back to Sweet Amoris, well, I truly missed this place! And the teachers... And Kiki. I wonder, when it will be released and will Beemoov finally open up about telling us surnames and ages of love interests. Anyway, I want to believe they learnt from their mistakes.

In the end. Thank you, My Candy Love, for creating so many memories. I will be forever grateful. 

(I just re-read this post and it seems like I have really love-hate relationship with this game)

[katyleen]

This is my first time posting something. Warning though I'm not good at writing and the characters are probably OOC. Enjoy the story :D

[FNF] Lucian x reader

Found this art in instagram: franbobisdrawing

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Y/n's POV

I was chatting with Girl, Carol, and Annie when suddenly we heard a commotion and a...rap battle?

"Hey, let's check it out." I said.

"Sure. I'm also curious what's happening there." Girl said while standing up. Soon we all stood up and went to the crowd. We managed to squish ourselves to the front and I saw a boy with blue hair battling someone who's carrying a baseball bat.

'They're pretty good. I wonder what're their names?' I thought to myself as I continue to watch the battle. Eventually the battle ends and the blue haired boy is the winner. We all cheered loudly, kinda startling both of them.

"Woahh!! That was amazing!" Girl exclaimed, and I caught her staring at the blue haired boy.

'I am so teasing her later.' I silently giggled to myself as I clapped my hand.

"That was a really good battle." I said. I then looked at the boy with a baseball bat only to see him also looking at me. We both then look away quickly.

'Holy crap he's gonna think I'm staring at him like a creep.'

"Hah! Is that all you got, Lucian?" The blue haired boy asked, snapping me out of my thought.

"What happened to the smirk on your face? Guess I wiped it right off, huh? Just goes to show that bring 'edgy' doesn't mean you're good at anything." He finished. I frowned hearing those words. 'Lucian' looked away when he said that.

"HEY! You can't just say that to him. That's rude!" I glared at him.

"Hey Y/n calm down-" Girl said but I continued anyways.

"If you think you can just insult anyone like that, then you're gravely mistaken. Can I borrow that mic please?" I asked Lucian as he hesitated but gave me the mic anyways.

"Let's have another rap battle. Right here. Right now." I demanded. He seemed nervous but tried to look brave anyways.

"I-I'm not scared of you." He stuttered a little.

"Well you should be."

We then start the battle with me using a lot of tricky notes and keeps on getting faster. He can't keep up and eventually loose the battle.

"This is what you get for making fun of people." I told him. I then went up to where Lucian is and handed him his mic back.

"Thank you for letting me borrow your mic." I said.

"N-no problem." He replied.

"Y/n that was so awesome! I didn't know you can rap?" Carol asked, walking up to me.

"I've been practicing actually. Anyways break time is almost over. Let's go to our class." I said and we walk away from the crowd, not noticing someone is staring at me.

Lucian's POV

I didn't expect to loose to some random guy I didn't even know, not to mention being completely made fun off. I could tell Abby was about to say something until someone spoke up.

"HEY! You can't just say that to him. That's rude!"

It was the same girl as the one I accidentally made eye contact with.

"If you think you can just insult anyone like that, then you're gravely mistaken. Can I borrow that mic please?" She asked me. I hesitate whether I should give her the mic or not but complied in the end.

She declared another rap battle in front of everyone. When she started rapping I couldn't believe how good she was. The guy obviously lost and she returned the mic to me.

"Thank you for letting me borrow your mic." She said.

"N-no problem." Damn why did I stutter?!

She and her friends then left the crowd and I couldn't help but stare at her until I couldn't see her.

"Dude you're staring." Abby nudged me playfully.

"Wh-I did not." I said, crossing my arms.

"Let's get back to class. Break time is almost over." I said, trying to end the converstation.

"Whatever you say simp." Abby snickered.

"Shut up. You almost went ballistic on that guy too if it wasn't for that girl."

"Yeah I don't like him at all." She grumbled in anger.

"Wait-what was her name again?" Abby asked.

.......well I didn't get to know her name.

"I think her name is Y/n. She's in class (wherever Girl's class is)." Tac said.

"We better thank her after school then. Better yet, let's asked her to hang out with us sometimes. I know someone will like that idea." Abby said, looking at me.

"Shut up already." I said clearly embarrassed, but feeling a little happy cause I can see her again.

Few hours later...

"This is her class right?" I asked, making sure we're not in the wrong class.

"Yep. This is it." Tac answered.

"I see her. C'mon let's go." Abby said, signalling us to follow her. We then saw Y/n packing her stuff in her bag but didn't see her friends. Probably already went home first.

"Excuse me..." She looked up confused.

"Can I help you? Oh wait-you guys are from earlier!" She gasped in realization.

"Yep. I'm Abby. This is Tac and he's Lucian. We just want to say thank you for earlier today and want to know if you'd like to hang out with us sometimes."

"Oh it's no problem at all. I just can't stand people like that. And sure, I'd like to hang out with you guys" She said, smilling.

'I swear her smile is so adorable not gonna lie.'

"Cool. Feel free to sit with us tomorrow at lunch. Are you going home after this?" Abby asked.

"Yep. My friends already went ahead first. Why did you ask?" She asked, tilting her head a little.

"Then do you want Lucian to walk you home? Y'know...just to make sure you're ok." Abby explained, giving me a smirk.

'Abby I swear I'm gonna-'

"Oh uh...sure if he doesn't mind." She said nervously.

"I don't mind." I said, trying to keep cool when on the inside I'm screaming.

"Ok it's settled. See you guys tomorrow." Abby and Tac waved goodbye and ran off outside. It was silent for a moment.

"...are you ready to go now?" I asked.

"Huh? Oh yeah I'm ready. Let's go!" She said.

We walked in akward silence for a while but little by little we totally warmed up to each other. Turns out we have lots in common. Too bad it only lasted for a while though cause we're already at her house.

"...y'know...I'm really glad I met you today." She started.

"Welp...thank you for walking me home Lucian." She said. She then kissed my cheek and hurriedly went to her door.

"S-see you tomorrow Lucian." She waved at me and closed the door. I was still frozen, processing what just happened.

'She kissed my cheek....and her blushing face is cute...' I thought to myself as I put a hand on the cheek that she kissed. I'm definitely having a crush on her. It's like love at first sight.

'Can't wait to see her tomorrow.' I smiled at that thought.

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I'm not satisfied with the story and the ending but at least it's something :)

[nhi-theuserof-this]

@sharpie-chen I said I’d write a oneshot

@give-grian-rights I have come to feed your brain ideas

TW// depictions of blood(vague), fighting, almost drowning(vague)

All kept vague but are described in detail in the version linked at the very bottom of the post

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Technoblade.

Blood God. Merciless. Undefeated. The second worst thing to happen to the orphans.

His iconic crown was freshly polished and sitting back at his camp site because he didn’t want it to smudge while raiding a pillager outpost. For a little extra supplies on his journey.

Technoblade would’ve gotten back sooner if it weren’t for the screetching of an endedmen in the distance. Endermen were only aggrivated when attacked or if you made eye contact with them, and Technoblade had done neither meaning someone was nearby.

By the time Technoblade had gotten there, the fight was already over. Blood spattered across a small campsite and a single ender pearl hovering above the ground, a bloody mass slowly moving down the river somewhat covered by a cloak that twisted around it. Whatever had happened simply wasn’t of interest to techno as he snatched up the pearl on the edge of the river and turned back towards his own campsite.

A hand shot out of the mass and yanked on Techno’s cloak, causing Techno to drop his loosely held axe as he fell into the river. Technoblade felt two hands grab him tightly as they pulled him closely to themself.

Technoblade twisted around and kicked off of the figure and immediately began swimming towards the surface, the attacker following closely behind as they were just out of eachothers reach. Technoblade had pulled himself out of the river and the figure had closely followed. Just as they started climbing up, Techno looked back and kicked them back into the river.

After closer examination, Techno had been stabbed by a concealed weapon and he was not in range of any healing potions, having used them when raiding the pillagers. Bleeding at a steady rate without bandages, Techno trudged back towards his very far away camp.

Techno was barely consious as he reached his campsite, not registering the fact that things were out of place and how his crown was not there. All he did was collapse onto the ground and frowned as he saw a small figure approach. “Didn’t your parents teach you not to get near strangers?”

The kid mumbled something as Techno’s eyesight blurred. “Sorry kid, you’re gonna need to repeat that for me.”

“None.” Said a distorted voice, as the kid nervously looked away from Techno’s gaze. He would later put two and two together and figure out his parents were the ones that he found the remains of back at the other site, but Techno could barely think and almost didn’t register that this kid was an orphan now.

“I guess you’ve peaked in luckieness then,” Techno mumbled as his eyes slowly drooped and became half lidded. “B’cause if I wasn’t bleedn’ out right now I’d totally slay you.”

The small kid took a step back and Techno grinned, finding happiness in the fact that even on the verge of being forced to respawn, he could still terrorize small children.

Technoblade had woken up to the godawful smell of healing potions and dried blood. This should not be possible. He had passed out infront of an orphan hybrid and was supposed to bleed until Minecraft took pity on him and put him in the respawn menu. Instead, he is currently lying in his makeshift tent, splash potions staining his pants, partially undressed with poorly tied bandages around his wound.

He abruptly sat up, startling the orphan child from before into teleporting away. After an akward moment, the child came walking back with another potion as if he wasn’t startled into teleporting away, making it seem like he didn’t even remember it happening as he just waved when he saw Technoblade was awake.

-

Technoblade was suffeing a moral dilemma, and that never happens.

It’s completely against his own character to not slay an orphan, but it just feels.. wrong, wanting to slay the orphan that saved him from the pain that is respawning.

“Hey kid.” Techno mumbled as he dug into one of his many hidden pockets. “Come here for a second.”

The small hybrid teleported within arms reach as Techno took a string of measuring tape out of his pocket and wrapped it around the kid’s head. “Let’s go on a journey.” Techno grinned as he took note of the size the measurement was.

-

Technoblade had taught this orphan many things.

“Make sure you always have full hunger.” After the orphan had run out of sprint as the two were running from several pillagers.

“Keep something to reduce or minimize fall damage in your inventory, preferably a water bucket, but I know you don’t like water.” After the orphan tripped and fell off a particularly tall tree while trying to look for a lava pool.

“Keep a close eye on your surroundings.” After the orphan got caught between a ghast an two skeleton.

The lessons kept up until the two were in the blacksmith of an abandoned village as Techno measured the orphan’s head one more time as he set to work on something made of gold. He kept most of the larger peices locked in a chest.

“Here.” Techno said, opening the door to the blacksmith signaling that the orphan could come inside to see what Techno had been working on.

Lined up on a dusty table were several different sized crowns. On the inside of each one were different small messages written for the orphan. “I have elected that as a small orphan child, you shouldn’t be allowed to see the things I do, and I can’t have the enemy mistake you for someone they can use as a hostage. Become greater then all the rest.”

Techno scribbled a messy note onto a paper and stuck it into his pocket. “Kid.” Techno said turning towards a crafting bench motioning towards it as the orphan followed. “This is how you craft an ender chest.” Techno said as he crafted two of them and passed one to the orphan. “Place one down on the other side of the room.” And the orphan did so.

“Try putting a stick in there.” Techno said placing the other chest beside himself. “Now try looking into this chest.” Techno explained how enderchests worked and how they were only universal to worlds but existed everywhere. He told the orphan that he should keep the crowns in the server hub to maximize accessibility. “Once you grow out of it you can go to the next one, and that one’ll fit you.”

Technoblade and the boyorphan were in front of a portal to a place Technoblade knew quite well. Techno turned to the boy and pressed the messy note he wrote into his hands. “Read it once you go through, and don’t forget to listen to the crown, ‘Make sure you have a signature so the people remember who crushed them.’”

“Goodbye.” Technoblade said as his boy walked through the portal.

“Ranboo.”

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Graphic edition: https://nhi-theuserof-this.tumblr.com/post/636290875226570752/tw-depictions-of-blood-gore-fighting-almost

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Bruhhh so how’d I do mcyt tumblr?

Very quick edit: I’m finna be offline for the next 6-8 hours as of this edit because this is a school night :shrugs: btw how do people make custom tags??? I’m limited to mobile so that might be it

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Edit(8 hours later)

I SAID HOW’D I DO MCYT TUMBLR?

Edit: saw a post of techno saying some stuff about the ranboo and him relationship thing so I might take this down depending on where this goes because I don’t wanna make technoblade uncomfortable

[thelemoncoffee]

regarding your saiouma tumblr idea, i can see them start to get on a first name basis (or rather, real name basis) where shuichi would trust kokichi enough to reveal his real name, to which kokichi has a Moment and says something like "aye wait what the fuck i swear i heard your name in one of classes" where shuichi ALSO has a Moment and goes. what.

then they plan to meet somewhere in the school and are SO nervous by the fact that their crush is apparently their classmate and theyre finally gonna see each other and afkshskdj theyre both such messes i love them

oh my god yes!

the 30-some-odd emotions that probably washed over Shuichi while he was trying to process that he'd met Kokichi outside of tumblr before without realizing it is just- y e s

I mighy be projecting here- but they probably talked alot about meeting one another irl before, joking and planning the things they'd want to do while hanging out. So now that they finally get to do it it's like "oh shit- oh shit this is for real" and they have their own little gay panics cause niether were emotionally or mentally prepaired to meet yet, it was nothing more than a distant dream untill just then.

They're totally hella fucking akward for the first hang out too, but as they see one another at school and hangout after more often, they get comfy and start to be the gay morons they are

[impatentpending]

Ok so tma prompts, i have no idea wether you ship this but i have fallen into rarepair hell with jon×gerry×martin, there is like 10 fics Total on ao3,,,i would absolutely adore h/c w them, maybe conforming jon? (Cause i project onto him sue me) OR a classic denial Scotland honeymoon fic for jonmartin? Ive read one Fake marrige with martin roping them into it but id love akward Jon telling people theyre on honeymoon bc how do you even begin to explain their situation otherwise djdnjf

say no more

It’s nearly three in the morning, and Jon is hungry.

He’s sandwiched between his partners, Martin warm and soft to his right, and Gerry cool and firm to his left.

They’re sleeping peacefully – well, Martin is.  Jon isn’t sure what Gerry does can qualify as sleeping, ever since he escaped that damn book and refused to go back or burn.  But, regardless, they’re resting, serene, on either side of him, heedless as Jon’s stomach spasms.

He doesn’t need food.  He’d eaten plenty earlier.

But, God, is he starving.

There’s something deeper than hunger tugging at his stomach, wracking his body and pricking up a cold sweat on his brow.  Jon closes his eyes – when had they flown open? – and throws an arm over them, digging his fingernails into his palm.

He’s fine.

He doesn’t need to feed.

He doesn’t need a statement.

He doesn’t realize he’s crying until a cool, papery hand wipes a tear away.

“Jon?”  It’s Martin’s voice that breaks the silence, Gerry’s hand that gently pushes his arm away, and both of their faces, hovering above him, that appear when he opens his eyes.

“It’s nothing,” he says, immediately.  “I just-I’m, ah.”  He swallows hard, scrubbing at his face, feeling his old scars, bumpy and rigid against his fingers.  “Just hungry.”

“Oh, is that it?”  Relief sweeps over Martin’s face, and he swings his legs out of bed, reaching for his robe.  “Well, don’t you worry!  I’ll have something scrambled up in no–”

“Not the hungry he’s talking about, Martin.”

Gerry’s hand finds Jon’s, fingers laced and thumb rubbing soothing circles.

“Oh.”  Martin’s face crumples.  “Right, well. I-”

He teeters between in and out of the bed, looking lost.

“Can I help?”

“I’ll be fine, just-”  Jon cuts himself off the moment he sees Martin shrink in on himself.

That’s the thing about Martin, really.  He needs something to do, someone to take care of.  He’s the caretaker, has been since a child, and has never once thought to rally against the unfairness of it all.

“Just get back here,” Jon says, softly.  “Please.”

Task secured, some of the tension drops from Martin’s shoulders.  He carefully navigates his bulk until he’s pressed against Jon’s side.  Martin reaches out, and Jon willingly falls into him, letting Martin’s warmth press against his back and his arms wrap around Jon’s stomach, tightly enough that Jon can almost ignore the hunger pains.

Gerry still has both of Jon’s hands in his own, and he moves closer, pressing their foreheads together.  In the low moonlight, Jon can see the silver ink of Gerry’s tattoos, the eyes shining against his dark skin.

“Did I ever tell you,” Gerry says quietly, “about what happened when I went to investigate a bog in Scotland?”

Something inside of Jon roars, like someone placed a feast before him, but Martin makes a small noise of discontent, and Jon snaps back into himself, shakes his head.

“You’ll run out of stories eventually,” he says, quietly.

Gerry laughs and tucks a lock of long, graying hair behind Jon’s ear.  “You underestimate all the shit I’ve seen, love.”

“You know what I mean.”

Gerry swallows hard and looks down at himself – seemingly solid, but still so far from flesh and blood.

“You can’t keep giving yourself to me, Gerry,” Jon says.

“We need you to stick around,” Martin murmurs, one of his huge hands reaching out to cup Gerry’s face, brushing gently over the sweep of his cheek, “for both our sakes.”

“You can’t just waste away, Jon,” Gerry protests, voice growing hot, but Martin brushes a hand through his hair, and his anger drains away, replaced with by eyes that won’t meet either of theirs and a soft, bittersweet voice.  “I can’t let you.”

“And I won’t, Gerry,” Jon promises, then winces as another stab of hunger slices through him.  “Just… a bit of discomfort.  Nothing for it.”

“Not today, then.”  Gerry’s dark eyes are steady, stern.  “But soon.  When you can’t stand it anymore.”

“And when you can’t stand it?”  Jon snaps back.  “When you, a living collection of memories, give away too many of those memories?”

“Then I’ll step in,” Martin says, and Gerry’s eyes shine with adoration even as a jolt of panic hits Jon.

“You can’t honestly-” he sputters, indignant.  “I’ll haunt your dreams, Martin!”

But Martin laughs, like he knows a secret he isn’t keen on sharing, and kisses the back of Jon’s neck.  “You’ve been doing that for years, love.”

“You-”  Jon’s voice is far too flustered, and he snaps his jaw shut until he’s confident in his ability to speak again.  “That’s unfair, Martin.”

Gerry grins at them both, leaning up to kiss Martin.  “No, he’s got you there, Sims.”

“You two are insufferable.”  Jon presses his face into the pillow.

“No we’re not,” they say, simultaneously.

Jon lets the smallest smile curl his lips.  “No.  Far from it.”

He turn back over and looks up at them – his loves, his partners, his Martin and Gerry.

“You know this isn’t sustainable,” he says, quietly.  “You know I…”

He trails off, helpless, but Martin shrugs.

“We know,” he says.

“But we’ll figure it out,” Gerry finishes, squeezing Jon’s hands.  “For you, we will.”

Jon’s never been good at expressing how he feels.

But something about the two of them make it so easy for him to say “I love you.”

[youbloodymadgenius]

Stuck with you (Modern!Ivar x reader)

wA/N: This is for @lisinfleur‘s Quarantine Challenge. Thanks love 💖

I’ve been very inactive lately, my mind filled with worries... Stuck with you is not my best work, but at least I’ve been able to write again. Writing sex is not my strong suit. Sorry.

the gif belongs to @honestsycrets​ 🌻

@inforapound 🌺💐🌺 Thanks my friend ❤️

Summary: Your roommate swearing and screaming at the top of his lungs, you end up coming out of your room and going to see him. What happens next is... out of control.

Warnings: explicit sex; swear words; no plot AT ALL.

Words: 2745

"FUUUUUCK!!!"

Exasperated,you roll your eyes before immersing yourself again in the captivating historical novel you're reading. 

Less than five seconds later, your attention is drawn away by a heavy thud – no doubt some kind of object crashing into the wall – shortly followed afterwards by another loud "FUUUUUUCK!"

Sighing deeply, you place a bookmark between the pages of your book, put it on the night table and eventually get out of bed, checking the time on your clock.

7:45am. Certainly too early for you to silently tolerate your rommate's screams.

Crossing hastily the room dressed in nothing but your panties and a long t-shirt, you take in a big gasp of air before opening the door.  

"FUCKING BULLSHIT!!!"

Your hand still on the doorknob, the door ajar, his scream this time causes you to jerk. 

Reaching the living room, the first thing you notice is the remote control, or maybe it's a phone you're not sure, on the floor, shattered into a thousand pieces. The next one is that Ivar is screaming again. "FUUUUUCK!! I JUST CAN'T FUCKING STAND IT! FUCK FUCK FUCK!!!"

You then spot him, sitting on the couch in gray sweatpants and a withe t-shirt. Furrowed brows, clenched jaw, tensed features… If you still had any doubts, you don't have any now. He's angry. Very angry. 

Taking two cautious steps forward, you know better than to get too close to him, so that you can avoid any unexpected flying objects. Hands on your hips, the strong breath you release gets his attention. "FUCK Y/N!"

Knowing his outburst isn't actually directed at you, you keep calm, speaking softly. "What's wrong, Ivar?"

"WHAT'S WRONG?? YOU'RE FUCKING ASKING ME WHAT'S WRONG, Y/N?? I'M SURE YOU FUCKING KNOW WHAT'S WRONG! FUCK!!!" He spits at you, his hands waving all over the place, and you can physically feel his wrath. You’ve never seen him like that. Of course, Ivar is often quick-tempered, but that… that is something else, and it's quite unsettling.

Still, you force yourself to stay calm, inhaling deeply before answering, your voice gentle. 

"No Ivar, I don't." 

You're not exactly lying. Of course, you have some idea, but you can't be sure. The truth is, you two barely know each other. If you've been living under the same roof for almost six months, it's not really by choice. You were desesperate to find a room and Ivar was looking for a roommate. Or more specifically, Ivar had to find a roommate. He lived alone for two years, but after a nasty fall that put him back in a wheelchair for weeks, his overprotective mother decided it was her job to interfere. The deal was this: find a roommate or come back home. When you met them – yes, his mother was there, after all, she owned the apartment – your conversation sounded weirdly like a job interview. After two hours and a lot of nosy questions from Aslaug, you got the job, huh sorry, the room, the fact that you're a nursing student surely helpful. 

And frankly, living here turned out not so bad.

The huge apartment is perfectly equipped, its furnitures luxurious, the fridge always full, thanks to  Ivar's mother, and your room probably bigger than your parents' house. Ivar is certainly not the most congenial person but he's mostly never around. Between his doctoral thesis and his unofficial involvement in the family corporation, he leaves most of the time at dawn and doesn't return until late at night, except on days when his legs hurt too much. On those days, he usually locks himself in his room. The few times you run into him in the apartment, he barely acknowledges your presence, doesn't really talk to you – you're well aware that he'd prefer to live alone – yet he's never directly hostile. 

Plus, you would be lying saying he's unattractive. Truth be told, Ivar is a sight to behold. Gorgeous blue eyes, strong features, sharp cheekbones and high forehead, sign of his obvious intelligence. Ivar is, plain and simple, stunningly handsome. 

So yeah, all in all, living with him isn't hard. Ordinarily. But now, the ordinary is not part of your lives. Because of this virus, schools, theaters and shops have been closed for two weeks and you and Ivar are mostly stuck at home. He's been grumpy ever since, but you've managed to keep him pretty calm, at least enough for your new shared meals to go well.

Right now, you're not sure there's anything you can do to avoid the upcoming storm. 

As Ivar glares at you, eyes wide open, obviously bewildered, you simply repeat, "I don't." Grabbing his crutch, you think for a moment he's going to stand up, and maybe that's what he was going to do, but finally he just throws it angrily accross the room, still being careful no to aim it at you, shouting again,

"FUCK YOU DON'T!!! HAVEN'T YOU HEARD THE FUCKING NEWS, Y/N???" 

You give him a confused look. "What news, Ivar? It's not even eight in the morning, I woke up not long ago and I was reading." Explaining yourself is useless but you feel compelled to do it, for whatever reason.

"YOU ARE FUCKING STUPID, AREN'T YOU? YOU SLEEPING WON'T STOP EARTH FROM FUCKING SPINNING, YOU KNOW THAT?" His tone scornful, pointing to his temple with his index finger in a universally obvious gesture, he's slowly getting on your nerves. 

Getting closer, you take advantage of the fact that he's sitting and you're standing, hovering over him, one eyebrow raised. He's clearly not impressed, but it feels good anyway. Small victories are victories nonetheless. "Don't give me shit, Ivar. I'm not dumb and you know that. Just spill the f–", biting your tongue, you stop before saying what seems to be his favorite word today, "spill the news Ivar!"

"TOTAL LOCKDOWN!!!" 

Shocked, you fight the urge to take a few steps back while his screams don't stop. He doesn't notice your discomfort, caught up in his own anger. "THAT'S WHAT THE FUCKING STATSMINISTER ANNOUNCED LATE LAST NIGHT!! A FUCKING TOTAL LOCKDOWN! FOR AT LEAST THREE FUCKING WEEKS!!! CAN YOU BELIEVE IT? WE'RE NOT ALLOWED TO GO OUT AT ALL, EXCEPT FOR GROCERY SHOPPING. WHICH DOESN'T CHANGE ANYTHING SINCE I DO IT ONLINE, I KNOW! STILL, I WAS SUPPOSED TO FLY BACK AND FORTH TO LONDON THIS WEEK BUT THE PLANES ARE GROUNDED. ALL THE FUCKING PLANES! CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT? WE'RE FUCKING STUCK HERE, Y/N, 24/7!! ALL BECAUSE OF THIS FUCKING CORONABULLSHIT!!"

Waiting to make sure he's done with his rant, you give him a disapproving look. "Ivar, this is not fucking bullshit. This is a life-threatening virus. People are dying all over the world and the quarantine is the only way. You know that. We knew it was coming. You can't be selfish, not in such circumstances."

You know he knows you're right. Ivar may be mad right now, but he's still smart enough to undersand the urgency of the situation. Yet, he's not quite ready to admit it, at least not entirely. 

Even so, his voice is soft at first. "Yeah, yeah, of course you're right." Running his fingers through his dishelved hair, he sighs before getting carried away once again. "But fuck Y/N!!!" Ivar takes an heavy breath and releases it loudly, shaking his head frustratedly.

And here we are again. Three-two-one-zero… Go!  "BUT FUCK Y/N! FUCK!! IT FUCKING SUCKS, CAN'T YOU AGREE? WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO, HUH? WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO? WE ARE STUCK HERE, LIKE WE ARE IN A FUCKING PRISON!! WE ARE FUCKING STUCK HERE TOGETHER AND THE FUCK IT SUCKS!!"

Hearing his words, you're not sure if you should be amused or rather offended, finally opting for irony. "Sure, it's true that's I'm so lucky to be living with you, while you're stuck with the most boring rommate. I guess this is the part where I'm supposed to apologize for existing, right?"

Ivar freezes, speechless. Wow. It's not something that happens a lot. Small victories blah, blah, blah… Nervously wiggling his fingers, he gives you a constrained, almost apologetic look while biting his lower lip. "Fuck Y/N," his voice speaks softly, "I didn't mean it like that." He lowers his gaze, his hands now rubbing his thighs. You can tell he tries very hard to stay calm and you can't help but think it's adorable. "You know that… Fuck! Y/N, I'm not good at that, and we both know that we didn't choose each other, but I'm fucking grateful it's you who's living with me, and not some dumbass. And even though I'm a spoiled brat and probably a fucking pain in the ass, I know being stuck here with you won't be hell on Earth. Still, just being stuck here sucks. IT FUCKING SUCKS!!!"

That's the exact moment when something switches in your mind. It all comes up out of the blue and you're suddenly aware of the warmth in your lower belly, of your increasing heart rate, of your clammy hands… You have to make a prodigious effort not to lick your lips. Ivar is… flustered, akward, still angry and cocky yet soft and almost sweet and seeing him like this makes you feel things. Unexpected things.  

You can't think straight anymore. Maybe lockdown is driving you crazy too, after all. Or maybe it's because it's been months since you've… Or it's all Ivar's fault. Yeah, that's it, it's got to be his fault. Because with is huge blue eyes, his reddened cheeks, his chiseled upper body and the anger still flowing out of him, he's… he's… he's…

… insanely hot. So FUCKING insanely hot.

Checking discretely with one hand that no drool is leaking from the corner of your mouth, you go on right after. "Maybe you should stop talking about it and just do it, Ivar. You know, to take the pressure off." Your words are rushed and you know you're blushing, but you can’t control your brain anymore. It's probably not really functional right now anyway. 

Baffled, Ivar looks at you without understanding. "Wh- What? What are you fucking talking about?" His scowl is back, and you realize it makes him even more attractive. 

“Oh Ivar, don't play dumb, you know what I'm saying, don't you?  Fuck and fucking… Those are the only words you seem to know. Stop saying them. Do it. Just do it. I bet you'll be more relaxed after." Okay, you're obviously out of your mind. You couldn't care less though, your only focus at the moment being the sparkle in your inner core. 

"What-?" His chocked voice gives away how stunned he is. "But… with… with whom, Y/N?"

The answer is an obvious one, right? At least to you, but probably to Ivar too, since he's stuck there with you and only you. You can see in his eyes that yes, he knows what you're implying. Still, the bewilderment written all over his face a clear indication that he can't bring himself to believe it. You don't blame him. The impression you give is always that of a (too) serious person. Ivar doesn't know who you really are. You're not even sure you know it yourself… And right now, it doesn't matter. 

Because yeah, disbelief is obvious on his face, but lust even more so … oh gods… Gods… Slightly confounded and blinking a few times, but looking at you like you're a prey, Ivar is, if at all possible, even hotter than before. And that's what matters.

 Winking at him, you quickly take off your t-shirt, swinging it accross the room. His mouth ajar, his gaze is that of a toddler, sitting under the tree, contemplating his gifts on Christmas morning.

"What do you think, Ivar?" His eyebrows furrowed, you don't allow him time to respond, straddling his lap. You're not sure he's breathing, clearly incredulous, almost skeptical. And gods, how beautiful he is. You can't resist. You won't resist. When you crash your lips together, you stop thinking. 

The akward moment disappears quickly, replaced by a shared eagerness. Ivar kisses you back, his need now as great as yours, his tongue invading and claiming your mouth. You can't help but moan while feeling him growning against your clit. "Fuck Y/N!", he mumbles as you rock your hips purposefully against his. Rewarded with a loud growl, you smile, never breaking the intense kiss. 

All off a sudden, you don't know how he manages to do so, you're lying on your back on the wide couch, Ivar's body all over yours, warming you from the inside out. His shirt gone, his callouse hands are everywhere, roaming your body – your jaw, sides, belly, neck, navel, even squeezing your cheeks as you raise your hips – his mouth on your tits, nibbling and sucking. Digging your fingers into his back, you release a gasping breath before kissing each and every part of exposed skin he has to offer, his taste so overwhelming, you can't get enough, moaning and panting endlessly, your heart already pounding hard in your chest.

As he slips his fingers under your panties, your breath stutters, your whole body jerking and tensing when his fingertips brush over your clit. You can feel him smile against your skin, proud and smug, huffing a small snort just before parting your folds.

Slipping a finger inside you, a low moan rattles in his throat, his wonder at how wet you are obvious in his eyes. When his middle finger begins to glide in and out, you grab his wrist hard, a frustrated growl escaping your mouth.  

"Stop it, Ivar." Muttering against his neck, you put your free hand on his chest, pushing him back slightly, his gaze an universal what-the-fuck-gaze. Without loosening your grip on his wrist, you let your fingers run down his chest, your hand grabbing his waistband. 

"Don't waste our time with foreplay." Rushing your words, you give him a short yet rapturous kiss. "Save it for later, will you? We'll have a whole lockdown to do that." Yanking his pants and briefs down his hips, you then slip off your panties, Ivar leaning on his forearms, his biceps flexing. Looking at you with desire in his blackened eyes, he releases a husky whimper of yearning as you grab his hard length. "Fuck Y/N!" he hisses, panting and shivering. 

"That's it, Ivar! Do it. Fuck me. I need you inside me. Now!"  Your breath coming in shallow gasps, you squeeze his cock, brushing it against your core.

That's all it takes for his control to snap as he drives into you, stroking you from the inside. He thrusts straight away into you, hard and heavy. It's not gentle, it's rough and primal, exactly what you need. Grasping and squeezing handfuls of his ass, your hips snap upward and you groan against his skin and into his mouth as he hits you from all angles, going deeper inside you than you thought possible. Your body jerking back, your hands cling to his shoulders, allowing you to feel his quivering muscles under your fingertips. Your skin feels like fire as he keeps pumping relentlessly, his tongue thrusting into your mouth. 

Your breathing uneven, you know he's as close as you are as your walls clench around him. Pushing your hips upward and back, faster and faster, his thrusts become erratic. "Fuck!", he roars once more, your hands back on his ass again, your body starting to shake. 

Crying out, your body bows upward. The muscles of your inner walls constrincting tightly around him, you scream his name, exploding all around him, his thick and hot seed spilling inside you, your orgasm hitting you in strong waves as his mouth seeks yours for a final sloppy kiss.

Sated to the point of exhaustion, Ivar falls heavily onto you, shaking and sweating. Not letting himself slide out of you just yet, his hands lazily stroke your sides as your fingers run along his back. 

Out of breath, you both need a few minutes to come down from that high, Ivar being the first to talk, his voice still shaky. "There's no fucking way we're not fucking doing this again!"

Bursting out laughing, you give his cheek a peck before leaning on one elbow. Rolling your eyes playfully, you gently push a strand of hair away from his forehead. "You're fucking right. But for now, Ivar, you know what?  Give it a rest and just fucking shut up!"

🛡⚔️🛡

@honestsycrets @saldelys @waiting4inspiration @lisinfleur @hecohansen31 @a-mess-of-fandoms @gearhead66 @readsalot73 @lonewolf471

[tare-chan]

Spideychelle time!

Ok so now time for my spesific Spideychelle in FFH review :) It really took me this long to write cause… well… real life needs priorities ^^;

so anyway… beware of the long post under the cut

Okay, so when I read the news about the making of Spider Man FFH around October, when they shoot the Spideychelle scenes that’s placed in the very end of the movie, my hope for Spidyechelle being canon in FFH skyrocketed. 

and finally, when I saw it on screen, I have to say, I’m pleased :D Thank you Jon Watts! 

A little dissapointed that we didn’t get to see what happened right after the blip. I mean, surely the victim of the blip will be very confused, and shared the same trauma. We did see Aunt May raised a fund raiser for the blip’s victim. I was hoping to see how MJ would react to the blip, and what will be her reaction in seeing Peter and Ned still the same age at her. Surely they will become the best trio…… But then again, perhaps the script writer decided to leave those times to the fanfic authors?? ^^

Anyway, the first thing I noticed about Spideychelle moments were, everytime Peter interact with MJ, the bgm played the same song that played at the london bridge scene :D Awww…. totally love that bgm! Soft tunes and romantic….

So, the first scene we had was Peter telling Ned his plans, and MJ come to literally says hello to them :D This is one big step for MJ. She now feels comfortable enough to approach Peter and Ned. We already seen how akward Peter and MJ were in this scene. Did anyone noticed that MJ was a bit dissapointed when she heard that “Peter has plan”? Perhaps she thought Peter has plan to… approach European women? or something else? She looked relieved when the conversation went south, with those little spoon collecting things, and thus leaving the boys by giving them advice about VPN. Ned claimed that the conversation went well….. while we of course see that those didn’t went well at all XD

Next, the plane scene. For the first time on screen did we see MJ cleverly defended Peter from Flash. And the highlight moment when Peter acknowledge her actions. His expression was priceless. The little smiles and adoration eyes… that immediately changed into dislike upon seeing Brad.  (oohh Peter… you’re so cute!!) Then we saw Ned being the best BFF trying to become the wingman, and execute the ‘sit next to each other’ plan, that went horribly wrong. ^^; (I laugh so hard at that scene). We can see MJ was curious when Ned tell Betty to switch seat with Peter, and that curiosity turned into annoyed expression when at the end MJ needs to sit besides Brad. But she managed to control herself (as always), and tried to enjoy the ride. Unlike Peter whose face clearly showed how disappointed he was. 

The bathroom scene were also very sweet. Peter was so terribly awkward, but he still tried to did his best, and give his best for MJ. The confused MJ unfortunately didn’t get the ‘coded message’, thus leaving a high hope Peter face to face with….. Brad XD Lol!! 

Then the boat scene. Where Peter stared at MJ too long, that MJ started to look back. I think that’s when MJ started to understand that maybe Peter’s unto something. She’s very observant after all. But, as a very guarded person, she won’t be reckless or she will be hurt. Thus she still cope with whatever thing Brad has to offer, before ditching him, and went to have espresso. I think, she needs that espresso to ‘encourage’ her to approach Peter (she usually just drink tea). After all, we did see her waited at the pillar, until Peter showed up. Of course her intention was to confront Peter about that little gift, but in her subtle way, by sharing her knowledge about that magic word ‘Bo’. Perhaps that’s a very subtle message to Peter too…. “that’s my super power”?? Get it? MJ of course already suspect Peter was Spider-Man for so long. 

Then the Hydro-Man appeared. I love how both Peter and MJ jumped in to rescue Ned and Betty. They’re very brave!! In this scene, like my post from long time a go, noticed that MJ’s eyes didn’t actually looked at the monster, but rather at the boys before her. She must’ve noticed the conversation, thus holding Ned arms to lead them away from the dangerous zone. She didn’t look back, or search for Peter, because she already know (or suspect) that Peter could handle it on his own. And it’s her job to make sure Ned and Betty were okay. 

After that, the camera only focused on Peter, and the rest of the group who went to the closed museum. We didn’t get to see where MJ was….. there’s a possibility that she sneak around to watch Peter from a far. (just like the scene at the carnaval in Prague). 

Later we see that Peter once again tried to execute his plan, and asked MJ to went with him at their next destination. Eiffel tower in Paris. And MJ liked the idea! But of course, she has to stated another dark information regarding the tower, just to mess with Peter. She really love his petrified expression, didn’t she? Only this time, MJ always relieved Peter by immediately stating the positive things. Like how she actually love Eiffel tower. Aww….. I really like this development from her part. 

The bus scene! Once again we see how MJ tried to being nice with Brad. But at a certain point, she choose her book instead. And at the ‘Baby mountain Goat’ scheme Peter did, did anyone noticed that MJ didn’t buy it at all?? Everyone else went to the window side, but MJ sit still in her seat. And when Peter were confronted by Betty, we can see that MJ kinda ‘glared’ at Peter from the top of her book. And MJ keep sending Peter an “annoyed stare”, several times after that: when Brad tried to showed her ‘that’ photo, when Mr. Harrington briefed the kid at the hotel lobby and Peter’s phone rings. I’m guessing MJ started to piece things together and a little bit annoyed that Peter’s spider things hijacked their vacation, and there’s possibility dragged them all to danger things. 

From this scene onward, we did see how MJ build up her courage to interact with Peter. The silent looking at each other when they walked to the opera house, then she compliment him pretty, and she even managed to asked Peter to sit with her! Totally love how MJ didn’t immediately accept Peter’s rejection as ‘rejection’, but tried to confirm what he meant by ‘no’. Especially since MJ must’ve noticed Peter fumbled with something in his ear. And when Peter didn’t showed up at her side, MJ now run after him!! I saw these as a great growth from her part. Sure at this point, I think MJ was still confused at her own feeling, as in whether she actually want Peter because she likes him, or whether she was intrigued by Peter’s alter ego and want to confront him for confirmation.

Judging by what happened at their night walk at that bridge in Prague, I’m guessing MJ leans to the later excuse. Now, this is one of my favorite (angsty) scene. Noticed her expression when she cut Peter’s confession. She was so proud of herself, pointing at Peter’s disappearance that’s corresponds with Spider-Man’s appearance, she even scoffed at Peter’s lame excuses, and her expression when she took out her ‘proof’ was such a ‘happy - proud - managed to solved a problem - you can’t make anymore excuses’ one. 

Knowing he was caught, Peter went silent. But what weigh him more was that harsh truth that apparently MJ didn’t like him back for what he is. He can’t help but wear the ‘extremely’ disappointed expression. His heart literally broken to pieces there. He has sold his favorite toys to buy the beautiful necklace for her, he has prepared all those plans, he has mustered all courage he has to tell her his feeling, but apparently, all of that was wrong!! His broken ‘so…. you’ve been watching me, because you thought I was Spider-Man?” part was soooo well played by Tom, that I can’t help but feel the boy’s pain. Poor Peter… :,(

On the other part, MJ instantly knew that she’s stepped the boundaries. Her facial expression changed from proud to ‘regret’ in split second! (bless Zendaya and her acting prowess). She shouldn’t pushed Peter to admit his secret, a thing that she should know was something so important to him for a reason. She shouldn’t snoop into other people business, especially when said people purposely hide it from others. And at that moment, I believe MJ suddenly aware that Peter has feeling for her. That part scared her, especially since she are now confused at her own feeling. Guilt mixed in that. Thus she escape to the things she never did, she lied. 

Thankfully, the projector butt in, and the conversation could be put on hold. And Peter’s rational- responsible part, made him not to dwell much on his broken heart things, but to immediately prioritize his actions. Thus he confirmed MJ’s suspicions, cause he needs to do something to fixed his mistakes fast. MJ’s was taken back with this sudden change of behavior. Apparently she rarely see Peter’s taken charge and now things need to be done. I totally love how they ‘solved’ this Mysterio is a fraud problem together. They’re both very smart!!

at this scene, we could also see how MJ still feels guilty to pushed Peter and snooped at his secret, that she, in her own way of course, reconfirmed Peter’s decision to tell her about his alternate ego. I’m pretty sure MJ wasn’t only 67% sure that Peter’s Spider-Man, but she was asking whether it’s okay for Peter to let her know his secret. That he trust her enough to hold the secret. And Peter said ok, that he trust her enough not to tell people. Despite her excitement for receiving Peter’s secret, MJ can’t helped but being overwhelmed by so many possibilities of danger that haunted them while they’re on vacation, thus she rambled. And this is one rare occasion when Peter was calm enough, while MJ’s mind going crazy. Just to point the fact that Peter already has so many more experiences with ‘danger super hero things’ than MJ was. 

We can see how MJ still worried over things and still can’t think of what to do next, back at Peter’s hotel room, while Peter already has clearer idea of what he has to do. This lead to a funny scene where Peter changes in front of MJ, then get embarrassed. While on MJ part, we finally see the raging hormone teen in usually stoic MJ. LOL! totally love this part. And as already stated by other tumblr account, we did see the extreme changes in MJ, how she can relax and let down her mask in front of Peter, but quickly put them back on while in front of Ned. (again, amazing acting Ms. Z!)

After that we skipped into an angsty part from Peter’s own little adventure. But it still showed how Peter still has deep feelings towards MJ. No matter what has happened, no matter that (he thought) MJ didn’t like him back, he still has strong feelings towards her: The illusion scene where he still jumped after the illusion MJ, and when he asked Happy to give MJ the necklace. Those are deep feeling, I refuse to called it puppy love. Peter really really like MJ. :,( my poor boy….

On the other hand, I love to see how fast MJ adapt being the FOS, a.k.a being the closest persons to Spider-Man, the persons whose chance of being hurt as collateral damage are high. And I love seeing her being the more calmed person than Ned, and still can think clearly despite the chaos in front of her: she shoved Flash to move and away from the danger, she being the person noticed that they might be the target of Mysterio’s drones, she questioned who Happy was, and her idea of using the mace. I’m guessing despite her snarky sarcasm exterior, she was scared, and extremely worried for Peter’s safety. She might have just finally brave enough to admit it to herself, that she actually really like Peter in a romantic way. Especially when Happy at some point, gave her the necklace, that could be seen as Peter’s parting gift. She might be very scared for not being able to meet him again, to finally tell him the truth about her feeling. Especially, since she has lied to him before. Thus we saw her immediately darted out of the vault, the second things seems went under control.

I love how the camera zoomed out, to show MJ being the lone figure that moved between the remnants of destruction at the bridge. It showed how determined MJ was to find Peter, and to make sure he was alive. And it leads to the scene, where a ‘non hugger’ MJ, literally throw herself into Peter’s arm, and hugged him tight. Cause he’s alive.  Noticed that MJ was still new to this worrying things, that she didn’t managed to call Peter’s name throughout her adrenaline rush, and stumbled on her words, stuttering and all when explaining what happened. While the more experienced Peter was calmed enough and managed to call her name, and asked coherent questions regarding everyone’s safety. . :)

But the table turned fast, when it’s time for them to talked about feelings. It’s Peter’s turn to stumbled on his words, and tried to apologize for every stupid plans he has made, the broken necklace, with thought that he has assumed things on his end. He was already accepted the ‘fact’ that MJ didn’t like him like that, and his gift and plans will make it awkward, between them. 

But, of course MJ need to stop his thoughts, and one effective way to silenced a rambling Peter was with a peck in the lips. And it was effective! MJ was observant after all :D Then we saw how MJ really struggled to showed all her inner fears, and at the end, she really really like Peter for who he was, with flaws and in such a ‘broken’ state. 

A very relieved Peter (look at his expression! Tom… oh my oh my… what a wonderful acting!) finally managed to tell MJ his feeling, that reciprocates! *sniffles*. 

And at the movie end, we saw the romance bloomed beautifully, and both of them understand each other so well, but them still being themselves :,) MJ still teases Peter and being a blunt honest, with a hint of soft (”well… except me… “, her texting “don’t swing and text”) and Peter accept MJ for who she was.

All in all… the development of Spideychelle in FFH was wonderful, and I shouldn’t asked for more…. (but I really hope there’s more!!) I can’t thank Jon Watts enough for this wonderful development, and for Tom and Zendaya for delivering such a perfect interaction between the two :,)

The mid credit scene, I say, built the stage for the ‘rocky’ relationships between these two. I can’t wait to see what the directors will prepared for us!!

Meanwhile, I will indulge myself in fanfic community :D

And… this turned out to be extremely long!! ^^; if you managed to come this far… I can’t thank you enough to spent your time in reading my fangirlism rambling. XD 

[mags-duranb]

Laxus /Freed

This monster is for @sassyhazelowl who asked for headcanons for her pride promts and me as the crazy bitch with zero chill I am, gave her this mountain of incoherence so she can find something useful :_D 

Yup. It became a novel made of headcanons (and not headcanons, let’s b real), don’t ask me how, I stopped writing coherent fics a decade ago (because my brain is shit) in favor of improving my artwork. 

So to her for asking and taking one for the team, LOL. 

*Hands her a shovel*

To begin with, the one who notices he has feelings that go beyond friendship is Freed, he noticed, he worried, he felt conflicted and of course keep silent because he is not gonna burden Laxus with it and of course Laxus just like girls (right?).

Fantasia arc was a mess, a nightmare, Freed got the worst deal out of it. It hurt him so bad in so many ways, because carelessly and without knowing, Laxus abused Freed's love for him.  Which you can see after his fight against Mira, Freed did not want things to go that bad, but he did them out of love. He was supposed to be the voice of reason to stop Laxus when shit got out of their hands, but he could not and it took a toll on him.

Laxus after his time in solitude to reflect over all the shit he caused also started noticing in how many ways he screw his friends and how much Freed took in;  Ever and Bickslow got hurt in it too, but none of them as much as Freed.

And the both of them noticed how badly went for Freed when he cut his hair, for the guild members outside of the Thunder Tribe it was a sign of penitence, but Ever knew better. It was about how deep it hurt Freed.

Time passed, Tenrou Island happened and Laxus comes back with the rest after the seven years. A better person, head finally clear, still his rash self but wiser.

And It’s akward at first but the Thunder Tribe welcomes him back. In the surface it looks like things went back to normal.

While Bickslow is the first to fall back into the old ways and the old friendship and adapt to the changes in Laxus, Ever is more emotionally atuned to the changes. 

With Freed, things are more akward, there is lots of baggage here, both have all their faults between them, even if they get along with their normal antics, Laxus knows is for show, a mask. And Ever tells him some stuff, not all because not everything is for her to say, he has to talk to Freed himself, to own for his mistakes because Freed got the worst part and he was the most hurt.

And that's when things start to take an interesting turn because Laxus who prides himself to face his problems head on, is unable to close the gap with Freed, because he is suddenly conscious of how much he abused him. And how much of a coward he is (which was the reason all of the Fantasia fiasco happened, for his inability to accept his own weaknesses).

It upsets him with an unexpected intensity. Coming back to the guild brings memories of all the hurt he caused, and among his biggest regrets is what he asked the Thunder Tribe to do.

And most of all, what he forced Freed to do: to be cruel, to torture, to send a person to madness (Mira). He twisted his friends heart for his own benefit. And Laxus realizes how unforgivable that is.

Lots of dancing around the subject, trying to get close and both backing out because both feel guilty: Freed for being unable to stop Laxus and Laxus for dirtying Freed’s hands and abusing him. 

They get help through Makarov, Mira, Ever and Bickslow, who are closest to them. Mira because she was a direct victim and she cares for Freed a whole lot and has been worried for him since then. Makarov because he knows his grandchild pretty well to know how lost he is. And Ever and Bickslow because they are closest friends for both of them.

They start trying to talk with the help and something being forced, because they are idiots and well, it almost backfires because Freed who is more emotional, blurts out he has been in love with him since forever and ...uh...  Freed tries to backpedal, Laxus is too stunned to react and yeah, Freed got impressed by the looks but his heart got caught by Laxus stubbornes, and that relentless need to get stronger.

So Freed flees.

Laxus just feels like a lightning bold hit him and shit... man... love.  Freed is in love with him, his friend, his best friend.             

Laxus discovers that he is not as heterosexual as he thought.

Because he then starts like thinking, with a bit of help from Ever and some input from Mira and discovering that part of his reason to feel so upset for the way he hurt Freed is because he fucking cares a lot for him. Freed is more than his best friend. He trust Freed the most, aside from his grandpa, Freed is the person he would go and ask for advice, to trust him with things he wouldn't or can't trust his other friends.

Laxus has to ask for a moment because is too much.  Cue the second time Laxus ends crying alone in some damn forest because he can’t stop remebering Freed’s face during Fantasia.  Remebering what Mira told him in a moment of fury, of Freed crying after being beaten by her, for what he did. And Freed telling him what he did to Elfman.  

He feels like the worst piece of shit. He remembers Freed face when he confessed he was in love with him, the desperation to not be hated for it, the backpedaling and the fleeing. He hurt the person who loved him the most and Laxus, of course gets crushed and ends crying so hard because he almost destroyed Freed. 

So cue more intervention, sudden help from unexpected places, like Lucy not knowing about the whole drama and sitting next to Laxus because the guild is packed and being nice to him despite how bad he treated her, and Laxus feeling like at the end of his rope and grumbling why she is not holding that much of a grudge over him. Lucy just tells him that he is not the same, people make mistakes but he is making amends, that counts for something, right? “You are doing better, you are serious but you are not cruel anymore, you have changed and holding a grudge over it is not gonna help anyone, so why not forgive you for it?” Classic, beautiful Lucy.

And something resonates within him. Making amends, doing better, he can’t change the past but he can do better, for the guild and for Freed. 

Makarov tells him not to run away, true strenght is facing your mistakes even if you are scared. Did you hurt Freed?, did you left scars in his heart? Go and do something about it. Be what Freed deserves. 

From Ever, "I love you Laxus but stop being an idiot""Face things head on, that's your way". And he does.          

Meanwhile poor Freed is having a mental breakdown. He thinks he is just ruining everything. He doesn't know what to do, total failure from him to Laxus.

Mira and Ever almost have to tied him from fleeing the guild. Cue cute, soft moments, between Mira calling Elfman to help her prepare some comfort food in Freed's house, to Ever talking down Freed over tea and a talk between Elfman and Freed, with Freed apologizing for what he did to him to rile up Mira and to Mira. Making amends again. Elfman for all his macho stuff, is a damn kind soul first and foremost and a great cook on par with Mira (fight me!). And if Laxus can't accept who he is he can go fuck himself (Mira's words).

So they finally talk, it is difficult trying to keep emotions in check but is a first step in the right direction.

They have lots of issues to work with even some part of Freed who is disappointed in Laxus (which is what upsets Freed the most, he does not want to be mad at Laxus, it hurts him but yeah, part of him is pretty mad) and Laxus does not want Freed to sugarcoat things for him and hurt himself in the process, is the least he can do for him, take it and make amends and that is.

Manly tears all the way!!!

The end!

Kudos to all the brave souls who got to the end. And well dearie, if u find something useful in this pile of crazy, go for it. I would be honored. Anyways to whoever wants to adopt this mess, go for it too.

I doubt my inconsistent ass can pull out a 75k novel lenght fic from this xD So there.

[blissfulparker]

Accidentally yours part 7–p.p

College!peter x reader

Summary: you and peter are sent off to study abroad for college but your college messes with the dorm system and leaves you and peter in the same room for a whole semester what will happen?

Warnings: fluff

A/n: so, I have the master list but I won’t link it because when you link stuff it doesn’t show up on the search engine. Anyways there will be around 12 parts to this because I plan on making it a pretty short series.

Time was something that you and peter could not avoid. You and peter were able to avoid every other possible thing if you truly wanted. The ultimate thing you and peter could not avoid was the time that ticked away and only made things worse.

Peter sat on his bed highlighting a passage for school, you had taken the desk. It was only 1:22pm and the rain still poured. You and Peter had stopped working together once the clock hit 11:45am, both working on two separate things and too unbothered to talk to one another.

You hadn’t talked about the kiss at all, both kisses actually. You wanted to speak but it’s like your mouth wasn’t listening to your brain and your eyes would Just stare wide at peter awkwardly but you wished you spoke. It was only until you had to count to three before your mouth could actually work.

“We need to talk!” You blurt our and he looks up taking out his headphones and took the pencil out of his mouth.

“O-okay, about what?” He asked as if he didn’t know.

“You know about what.” You tell him giving wide eyes. “The kiss, the one when we were drunk like a while ago and the one last night.” You tell him.

His hands got visibly clammy and you could hear his hard sallow.

“Look, I’m sorry if you didn’t want me to kiss you last night I just was in a moment. I panicked I don’t really know what I panicked about but it felt really right. I’m sorry if you didn’t like it I understand that.” You finish and he stares at you with big eyes.

“No I liked it.” Is all he says before he continues. “I just haven’t really had a girl kiss me in awhile so it shocked me. I don’t really know how to react to these situations I guess, I’m kinda nervous. I-I wanna take things slow if that’s okay—if you even want to take things anywhere!” He puts his hands up in defense.

“I wanna take things somewhere.” You smile to him and he smiles back. That was the room for a moment, staring at each other and smiling.

“We should take a study break,” he breaks the contact. “I read in a ted talk—I mean I watched in a ted talk that it’s best or else we over work the brain.” He tells you and you nod before pushing your stuff off to the side.

“Yeah, we totally should.” You nodded. “We could walk around shops? I mean I know it’s rainy but we have a whole day off so...” you trail off.

“Yeah sure, I’d like that.” You got up and walked over to pull out a thick sweater to replace the shirt you had on now. London was far colder than New York and you had caught onto that pretty quick.

“Should we grab some lunch?” He asked as he put his stuff back into his backpack.

“Yeah sure. I bet we could find a place, I’m in a mood for pizza but like good pizza.” You tell him and he nods.

“Then lets go get good pizza.”

~

You found a small Italian restaurant that had everything you and peter wanted. They had great pizza and peter and you both got to try wine for the first time. Peter nearly choked because he didn’t realize how dry the alcohol was.

“(Y/n)?” You hear a voice call you and you see peters eyes look behind you which causes you to turn your head.

“Kai? Hi!” You smiled at him in a way for hoping he’d go away.

“I didn’t know you and parker were friends.” He smiled and came over which caused peter to look at you slightly hurt. He thought that you guys were taking things slow not you and Kai.

“Uh, Yeah, super close.” You smile which causes peter to sink slightly in his seat. He was in a way pouting like a child because he wanted you to only like him.

“That’s cool,” He smiled at you and then looked over at peter who took a sip of his wine withouyt looking over at the tall man. “Well, I’ll leave you two alone! Have a good day. (Y/n).” He winks at you and then walks away.

Peter refused to make eye contact with you, he looked out the window, at the fake flowers in the restaurant, other people, even just stared at his own fingers. He didn’t want to be around you after that, he wanted to be alone, call Ned, tell him everything,

“Peter please—“ before you could finish he cut you off.

“I’ll get the check, don’t worry.” He shakes his head taking another sip of the drink he already hated, it tasted so dry and bitter.

“That’s not what I was going to say, that whole encounter was not—“ he cut you off again, this time harsher.

“Just a few hours ago you and I decided we were going to take things slow, just a few hours ago we finally talked about what we were dying to talk about and you already go to another guy? Not to be the one to break it to you but A) you can’t have two guys at once, and B) he doesn’t give a shit about you okay? He only wants to have sex with you and then he’d leave.” He harshly said but then realized he didn’t mean it, he didn’t mean it at all and you couldn’t tell if he meant it or didn’t.

“Wait (y/n), I didn’t—“ he tried to apologize but you shook your head with tears threatening to spill.

“No, No, it’s okay I get it.” You wipe the tear that fell. You felt so stupid for crying, you knew what he said was true but you hated it. “Excuse me can we get the check?” You asked the waiter that was serving you and she nodded.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it—“ he tried to say but you shook your head telling him that you were done listening.

“I wasn’t going to go out with him because I like you peter.” You spit as the waiter come back with the check and he takes it before you can even touch it. He places the money with a tip in the fold and just waits for the moment to pass. He didn’t want to mess anything up.

“I didn’t mean to sound so harsh okay? Can we try and work things out? Again?” He asks knowing this wasn’t the first time you two had to work things out.

“We share the same dorm so eventually we’ll work it out right?” You ask and he took this as a note for him to not ask anymore questions for the rest of the night.

~

When you got home you went straight to the bathroom to take a shower, it wasn’t even late in the day for you to go to sleep you just wanted to think. It’s not like you could take a bath since the tub was shitty and probably couldn’t fit your body. You wanted to apologize but he yelled at you first to be fair.

Peter felt akward again, he felt like day one. He had a good two hours with you but then fucked it up. He decided that he needed help, again, from the one and only Ned.

“Dude, I need your help.” Peter said as he stood out in the hall giving you privacy.

“What do you need help with this time?” He pretended to complain.

“I fucked it all up! We talked about the kiss, well kisses. She came in my bed last night and kissed me then fell asleep cuddling me. We talked and then we kinda went on a date? I don’t know. But this one guy, his name is Kai and I hate him, he came up and flirted with her and I got jealous and sorta snapped on accident because I thought she was flirting but she wasn’t.” He breathed out trying to explain the most.

“Woah, slow it down.” Ned said. “You mean to tell me you got this girl to go out with you and you already got jealous? Not cool.” Ned says.

“I didn’t mean to it’s just I knew she thought he was attractive! She literally told me the other night!” Peter yells into the phone in a panicky voice.

“I think you need to talk this one out with her. I can’t—I don’t—have anything for you to say to her other than just tell her how you feel, girls are sensitive! When I make Betty mad I get her her favorite food and some flowers and that normally makes up for it. Betty and I have been dating for a year though so that’s different. But talk to her peter, she’s not a robot.” Ned says and peter feels his body lighten up.

“Thanks Ned.” He says. “I’ll talk to her.” Peter says before he hangs up the phone placing it back in his pocket. He took a deep breathe before entering the room again.

“Hey I needed—“ he starts before he hears the soft snores.

He saw you laying there on your bed, cozying up with your blankets and already falling asleep. It was only 6:30pm and he didn’t know you were tired. The thing is that you weren’t tired, you just wanted to clear your mind and falling asleep would help you do that.

“Oh,” he says to himself before he crawls back into his bed. “I’ll wait until tomorrow.”

“I’m sorry Pete.” You tell him though your sleepy voice. “I knew you thought he was firting with me but I wasn’t flirting back. I like you and only you. It’s gonna be hard for me to get use to having a boyfriend but I’ll get use to it.” You tell him and he stares at you with his soft brown eyes.

“I get it.” He says. “I have to get use to having a girlfriend.” He lets out a little laugh. “Do you wanna you know—I mean you don’t know because I haven’t told you—sleep in my bed?” He asks awkwardly.

“Sure.” You get up and walk over to his bed. “I don’t wanna make this a routine but you’re cozy.”

You immediately cuddle into peter, he’s always warm, oddly ripped for a guy you never see work out and eat a lot of junk, he smells like peppermint and mahogany wood, and he has a soft yet strong grip.

“When finals are over? What will happen to us?” He asks now freaking out a little only because finals were only two weeks away.

“We see what happens I guess.” You mumble into his chest. “Good night peter.” You tell him and he kisses the top of your head.

He was scared, but he knew he could make everything work with you.

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[inbarfink]

I feel like a lot of anti-intellectualism AND elitism in media analysis actually has the same root-logic. The idea that 'Undersanding Cinematic Language' (I'm using film as an example, since anti-intellectualism in flim fandom is kind of a Thing right now. But you can put in “Metaphors in Literature”, or “Video Games as Art” and so on instead) is some sort of super-secret brain magic that only the Smart People can do - rather than something all filmwatchers do. 

It's just the difference between "This is for the elites, the Regular People can't even understand them and I am better than them and none of them have smart things to say" and "This is for the elites, so why should Normal People like us even bother to try?" 

"Cinematic Language" might sound like a bit of a pretentious term, but it's exactly what it is - a Language. The way films communicate their ideas to the audience without just saying "He's the good guy so you should feel good that he won" directly to us. If you can watch a movie and identify who are the good guys and who are the bad guys, when are you supposed to feel sad or that the train is not - in fact - gonna run you over... You know the Cinematic Language. At least the basics of it.

Obviously there are different levels to this stuff, between "Well this guy wears all-black so he's the bad guy and this lady wears all white so she's a good guy" and like... RGU Color Symbolism Essays. But it's important to remember that it's all built on the same foundation.

It's not a completely separate, inscrutable scary thing up on some ivory tower - you start with "ah Peridot is standing in the cleansing rain that washes away her misdeeds and brings new beginnings to start her redemption arc!" and then just... try and think about other stuff more. And trying to *directly resist it* cause some people ARE elitist about it is just gonna lead to totally idiotic reads even of clearly communicated stuff meant for everyone to understand!

And if someone’s gonna say “Oh so we’re just supposed to think a scene is sad cause the music and cinematography tells us it’s sad? That’s manipulative” Lemme just say it directly: all works of fiction is inherently "manipulation". 

Manipulation is a bad word in terms of like... interpersonal relationships and stuff like that. Stuff that involves reality. But fiction IS a sort of emotional manipulation. The creators want to feel a certain way about something... something that isn't even real and not happening to real people - and they make you feel that way using music and words and framing and colors and metaphors and editing and lighting. 

 When people say a work of media is "Manipulative" what they mean is usually that the manipulation wasn't subtle enough. There's a reason why we HAVE cinematic language and we don't just write "this characer is the good guy FEEL HAPPY WHEN THEY WIN" on the screen. And I would say that "All fiction 'manipulates' you into feeling something" is an obvious statement but remember that one tweet about the person who though The Shining was manipulating them cause it used music to scare them? So, you know... 

 And that's honestly just the most famous example! There's so many Bad Takes from People Who Don't Undertand How Art Works online that are like "Aurgh, that movie tries to makes us like the good guy cause he saves a puppy? How MANIPULATIVE!” Fiction is about making you Feel Things about made up stuff! We read a sad book cause we want the writer to make us feel Sad, because we want them to 'manipulate' us into feeling sad about just some words on page. We watch a romantic movie cause we want the movie to manipulate us into being involved in the relationship between those two made-up people. Who were written on a paper by a screenwriter and played by actors and are projected on the screen with light and technology. The issues arise when this manipulation is too obvious and unsubtle, or when it just flat-out doesn’t work.

This manifests in a very intersting manner in video games. There's a fairly-popular school of though about game design that the best way to make your game world feel "real" is to be as close as possible to being a simulation to real life. And that games achieving that feeling of 'Realness' through smokes-and-mirrors is somehow bad and dishonest and not just... a part of Art. 

It's okay if the 'city' isn't an entire modeled open world and it's just feels alive from whatever bits you did render for the game. I remember the first time I thought about it, I was watching a Portal 2 Let's Player. It was the start of "The Fall", where you're walking around the ruins just after... well.. the fall. The LPer was really excited about being outside of a testing area. They said they really felt free and like they can go anywhere they want! As they went down the one, linear path that the game allows you to go. As someone who watched too many Portal 2 LPs to count, I should know. 

For a moment I thought "oh this is akward, they got it all wrong!" And then I thought about it more and I realized "Does it matter?" Does it matter that there's only one linear path even though in the story you're totally off the rails? Does it matter when the presentation makes it FEEL like you're just going wherever and exploring? Masking your linear path in a way that makes it look like the player is not actually on rails, making it just look like random wreckage, while also attraction your attention and making it where you WANT to go... That's what we like to call "Good fucking game design”. Like, REALLY GOOD. 

As another example, the Photoshop Flowey at the end of the Undertale Neutral Run? It’s not that tough - if you look at it from a purely mechanical standpoint. There’s like, Five Mid-Boss Checkpoints, all the patterns are dodgeable, lot of invincibility, the damage is pretty forgiving... But it doesn’t FEEL like that wehn you’re playing through it. Cause you’re not just seeing the nuts and bolts of the fight, you’re seeing THIS.

The presentation of the battle; from the background of what happened just before it, Flowey’s design and the designs of his attacks, the fact that everything that’s going on totally overturns the established conventions of the game, the music, hitting FIGHT and only taking down one HP, the game closing down every time you lose... all of this battle feel very formidable. And it does effect how you experience it! You feel like you’re struggling by the skin of your teeth through all the battle and whatever forgiveness it gives you is not always easy to notice. This is also some Good Fucking Game Design. You see a lot of skilled players fuck up the Flowey battle because, although mechanically they might be able to one-shot it, the battle just FEELS so hopeless that it effects the way they play.

Battling against Photoshop Flowey can’t be exactly as hard as fighting against a Near-God. You want all of your players to see the Neutral Ending and it’ll be one hell of a diffculty spike - and having to replay it over and over and over a billion times would just get frustrating. And Weird considering in-universe you have lost your SAVE Abillity and are only able to start again because Flowey wants to play with you still. (Unlike the Sans Fight where reloading over and over became Part of the Point). It’s just important that it feels like fighting against a Near-God.

So no, it really does not matter that a game path is linear if you can manipulate your audience into thinking that it's free. It does not matter if your NPC CAN respond to all situations, just enough to make them feel like a person for us. The lines between a boss that feels challanging and a boss that is so on a pure mechanical level is quite blurry. Art is Manipulation, Video games are Art

[goldenkamuyhunting]

Hey! I just saw a post n people were comparing Ogata's "friendship" with Asirpa with Sugimoto's friendship with her, and how Ogata's progress seemed 'small'. Personally, I think Ogata is kind of a socially akward person, and it seems kind of stupid to compare both of them. What do you think?

Actually I don’t think comparing things is bad per se. I’m guilty of doingit as well so I can’t really complain if others do the same.

What’s for me relevant when comparing something is to keep in mind thecontext in which that something happens.

So... what’s the context?

Funny enough the two relationships start the same, with Asirpa saving them, but then they immediately differentiate. While Sugimoto will actively search a partnership with Asirpa, Ogata will fall off a cliff and won’t see her for quite a while.

When Ogata sees Asirpa again her relationship with Sugimoto has already moved into a next stage.

In fact, after spending a lot of time with her alone and growing to care for her Sugimoto has regretted involving her in this and has tried to persuade her to drop out. Asirpa instead ends to save his life again and makes him clear she won’t drop out. At this point their partnership grows even stronger the two keeping on spending time alone but also with others, and Asirpa also develops a crush for Sugimoto who had confessed her one of his fears (the whole deer episode) and had shown her some of his bad sides (his murdering instinct) but still hadn’t opened up on Umeko, Toraji and most of his war traumas.

Now... remember how I said Sugimoto and Asirpa’s relationship was one Sugimoto strongly wanted in the beginning and to whom Asirpa too decided to dedicate?

On the opposite side Ogata ends up in Asirpa’s group by accident and never assumed he would stay there. The first time he ends up grouped with her because Hijikata said so, the second because after tehy saved Shiraishi she joined them, then everyone groups at Abashiri and then Kiro’s plan is to carry her along until she remembers (possibly more as I think he wanted her too to become a partisan).

He didn’t plan to have to interact with Asirpa for so long, actually he didn’t plan to interact with anyone, he wanted to work solo as he did when he left Ushiyama and went to deal with Edogai on his own. Almost all his interactions with Asirpa are initiated by her but they don’t really have quality time together, just the two of them. Basically the one we’re having currently is the longest time in which they had been left alone talking as normally Asirpa is alone with Sugimoto or they’re in group together. Despite his total lack of interest in getting friend with anyone, and not having an idea he would get to spend so much time with Asirpa, his interaction with Asirpa is the only one which causes his behaviour to change slightly, to reacts for matters that aren’t just ‘business’ (Ogata can interact very well with people but only if it’s ‘work related’ otherwise he’ll just be on his own).

While Ogata is slowly starting to react to Asirpa, Sugimoto and Asirpa’s bond grows further and it’s basically the STRONGEST BOND in Golden Kamuy and the one that gets more space (Maybe only Nagakura and Hijikata are as close as they are but they get a lot less space).Sugimoto will open a bit more with Asirpa, talking with her about his copying method and revealing the persimmon thing even if he still keeps stubbornly silent about Umeko and will be deeply touched by her words, even if he wont show her his tears. Despite this he’ll continue not being able to talk about Umeko, making it sound as if she’s not the reason he’s searching the gold, although Asirpa has turned so important Sugimoto prioritizes talking ABOUT HER to Wilk than ABOUT THE GOLD.

Ogata on the other side is nowhere near close to this level. He has moved from ‘I’ll mostly ignore you’ to ‘when you’re nice to me I can be nice to you back’ which is a huge progress for him but that’s all. Abashiri happens and from the dialogue which will follow between Ogata and Kiro it seems Ogata had no idea Kiro planned to get Asirpa to remember by involving them all in a long travel to Russia.

By then Abashiri has happened and it can’t be taken back. Even more Ogata likely didn’t believe he would become friend with Asirpa, yet he makes small progresses.

It’s clear though he knows due to Abashiri they’ll never be friends (in fact he thinks it’ll motivate Asirpa to kill him) and he seems to think he doesn’t amount to very much to Asirpa.

On the other side Sugimoto is fully aware of how much important he is to her and, although he feels guilty toward her for not saving her father and has some self hatred, he has nothing that should make her want to kill him as far as we know.

Sugimoto and Ogata’s stories often parallel each other but, if we look at their relationship with Asirpa, Sugimoto and Asirpa’s is the story of a strong friendship that born almost immediately and grows steadily.

Ogata and Asirpa’s is the story of a man slowly moving from complete indifference for her to... something that’s not clear for him as well. He didn’t move on purpose, he was just affected by her company.

Asirpa is clearly Ogata’s only meaningful interaction in which Ogata put some effort to please the other party for something that wasn’t ‘work related’ and that took him effort. He made clear in the beginning he didn’t want to do the things he’ll do later (saying citatap and hinna, carrying someone to hunt with him and so on). I’m not even sure how he rationalizes to himself the things he does... but this isn’t the story of a friendship, it’s the story of something that could become a friendship in given time.

It’s also worth to remember their respective characters.

Despite the mental scars war gave him and that make Sugimoto really scary and make him look almost bipolar (one moment he’s murdering people the other he’s kindly worrying about Asirpa’s health) Sugimoto is clearly a social person, well versed in positive interactions, who in the past had friends and who makes new friends easily. For him talking with Asirpa or going to hunt with her would be a pleasure even if he wasn’t that deeply tied to her.

Ogata’s mental scars instead made him someone who’s closed on himself and refuses interaction when unneded. He doesn’t trusth people, he doesn’t believe people can be friends, he prefers to be on his own, he’s sure no one would accept him, he has issues with ‘purity’ because he believes it somehow negates who he is and remarks how he was born missing something.

Allowing himself to open up, even if a tiny bit is a giant step for him but...

Well, in the past I commented on how Asirpa was delighted when Ogata said ‘hinna’, how she seemed a mother hearing her son saying his first word and feeling the need to tell everyone.

Many of us felt the same way as Asirpa, we understood how hard it was for Ogata to make those small, mostly irrilevant concessions to Asirpa and we cheered like Asirpa did, like a mother hearing her son saying his first words would.

Those first words, they’re important, they mean the world, they’re the first step for him to start talking, good forbid he weren’t to say them.

But when all is said and done... they’re just few words.

A mother is overjoyed hearing them because she knows how important it is and would like the local news to talk about it but who doesn’t care about the baby isn’t impressed.

It’s not an official speech, it’s not a pregnant narrative, it’s not even an intriguing or funny talk, actually it’s not even a sentence. It’s few chosen words, that maybe aren’t even smoothly being said.

Of course it feels comparatively way less than a Cicero’s oration or Hamlet’s monologue. It’s little, it’s meaningless to us, no one wants to hear in the local news about how baby X said his first word.

And yet everything start from this for baby X. He can be the new Cicero,he can be the new actor who will act Hamlet. Now there’s a world of possibilities ahead of him.

So yes, Ogata’s small attempts, objectively feels like nothing compared to Sugimoto’s wonderful friendship with Asirpa. But many of us saw it like a start, a ‘first word’, and looked at the potential of the fact Ogata was finally trying, instead than at the mere initial result.

We thought his efforts, despite everything, would somehow grow and give fruits, yes, he messed up badly but he had kept improving so... so media made us forget improving is a long way to go.

Media presents stories where when a character finally says his first word, not much after said character will be able to deliver an university speech.

Noda instead goes on slowly, making his character evolve step by step.

Unless something earthshattering were to happen, Ogata would keep on changing but slowly... the problem was... there was no more time.

The last chapters had been like asking a baby to give an official universitary speech. He was bound to fail... and it’s sad because it’s a lot of wasted potential if Ogata gets killed.

Should he have improved faster? Can we blame him for that? Well, surely it would have been convenient... but everyone improves at his own pace.

People like to say in order to change you need to want to change, which is absolutely true, but in order to want to change YOU NEED TO HAVE A REASON FOR IT. You don’t wake up a day and... change without a reason.

The reason can build itself slowly and subconsciously inside you, the reason can be given or found but there’s always a reason.

Differently from Sugimoto Ogata doesn’t find it as soon as he sets his eyes on Asirpa.

It comes to him slowly, subtly. Maybe he’s not even realizing it. And now his time might be up and I’m sad because I’m among the ones who saw the potential... and now it’s just painful to think it might go to waste.

But, as usual, that’s just me.

Everyone else might feel differently, see things differently. I’m sadly not Noda so, like you all, I’ve to wait for the manga releases to know what will happen and I might be completely out of track in my speculations. If this will turn out to be the case, sorry about it.

Thank you for your ask!