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Jumpspace Renegade - ep. 9 ✨🚀

[7k words, 25 min. read - Brief Jisung x Fem. Reader, Brief Seungmin x Fem. Reader - Stray Kids Multi Fic, Scifi!au, Choose Your Own Adventure - SFW/Suggestive/Smut in Other Chapters - Changlix, Somewhat Tough Relationship Talk, Seungmin is a Flirt and a Fiend, Jisung is a Flake but What Else is New, Chan is a Dick but What Else is New, Banter and Tension and Light Fooling Around, Dumb and Unusual Punishment, Dating Philosophy Crisis, Finally Landing on Phaborus, Intense Action Near the End, Kidnapping, Scifi Gun Violence, Always Check the Tags]

[Special Season 2 Premiere! See A/N. Polling for this episode will close at 7PM PST on Sunday, June 18, 2023. Episodes will resume posting on Fridays 7pm pst with polling closing on Saturdays 7pm pst. 💕]

[A/N: Welcome back space chasers! This has been Season 2 in my head while developing and writing, so Season 2 it shall be. I hope you enjoy our continued adventure with our lovable crew 💕✨🚀]

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“Well?” Jisung asked you. “What do you want to do?”

You scanned the eyes of the men at the table while you stalled with a hefty glug of your coffee.

“Well,” you repeated, “I think seeing the market sounds fun, to be honest.”

Not to mention it’d theoretically give you a little space from Seungmin, who only sort of looked a little smug at your decision. Almost like he’d won a wager with himself.

Jeongin finally emerged from Changbin’s cabin.

“Come on, bro,” Jeongin urged him. “What’re you gonna do, just stay in there all day?”

Changbin's reply was indecipherable from inside his room. Seungmin got up from the table, clapping Jeongin on the shoulder and venturing in to see if he could cajole the mechanic himself. The cabin boy promptly gave up and tiredly shuffled downstairs. That left you, Hyunjin, and Jisung.

“Well,” Hyunjin grinned, getting up before following suit. “Gotta get back to work. Nova, you’ll want to watch us land, won't you?”

And now it was just you and Jisung. You poked the angry love bite Minho left on his jugular.

“He got you good,” you laughed.

Jisung spitefully grabbed the collar of your shirt and pulled you closer to search for any marks of your own. “Yeah, well, what about you? He suddenly ended up back in the brig after giving me hell all day?”

“I'm painfully misunderstood,” you pouted, squealing when Jisung grappled you into his arms.

“So what I'm hearing,” he teased while he pecked kisses into your neck, “is there's free real estate.”

“In your dreams!” you squawked, retaliating despite letting Jisung’s lips catch yours a couple times. You were, embarrassingly enough, on the verge of making out a little, but that’s what being friends with Jisung would entail for you both, right? He absolutely seemed like the casual type, and you were all about that in this time of your life. But it was right then, when Jisung halfway moaned, halfway whined into your mouth, that you came to your senses, pushing your hand into his face and climbing out of the galley booth while you caught your breath.

“Come on,” the pilot teasingly pleaded. “Chan and Minho can’t have all the fun.”

“Fat chance!” you defiantly refused.

“Hey, at least it’d make Chan stop giving me shit!” Jisung called after you.

“What, so he can give me shit instead?” you razzed back on your way out.

You were in a good mood, all things considered. The sheets on your bed were nice and refreshing, your cabin having fully cooled down after Minho’s shenanigans. You grabbed your shower supplies, scampering off to the head in hopes that everyone was too preoccupied to be in there at the moment. The water was delightfully warm, your skin still reeling from profusely sweating in the ship despite your shower the previous night. You honestly had to badger yourself to leave, but your pruney fingers were thankful for it.

And on top of everything, the Ambler was pleasantly cold in contrast to your hot shower. Everything was simply serene.

Until you found Felix in the workshop.

He was too preoccupied to notice you come in, roughly packing the boat, the four-wheeler and the speed bike at the same time. A scowl cut into his sharp features. Felix didn't acknowledge you when you crept closer. He was stubbornly attempted to loop a strap around a crate in the boat from where he was standing on the floor.

“... Hey,” you attempted.

No response.

“That was rough in there,” you awkwardly commiserated.

Still nothing.

You set your things on the workbench and hopped up into the boat, grabbing the strap from him and lashing down the crate yourself. He refused to meet your gaze when you jumped back out.

After a tense beat, though, came a sniffle.

You pulled Felix in for an impromptu hug, wrapping him into your arms and rubbing his back. It took a moment before he let out a shaky breath, and then the tears came. Felix clutched onto the sleeves of your hoodie.

“I’m sorry, dude,” you consoled him.

“I’m so stupid,” came his muffled voice from your chest.

You grabbed his face and made him look at you, his freckles shiny wet with the residue of blotted tears. “You’re not stupid,” you scolded him. This whole thing wasn’t really your wheelhouse, but you at least had common sense. “You know that. You’re the one who’s hurt, he's the one that did something monumentally stupid.”

Felix dragged the back of his hand across his face as he nodded. “I know,” he sniffled. “I feel dumb for still wanting him.”

“It hasn't even been half a day!” you gently reminded him. You tried to sound confident. It, at least, felt like the right thing to say. “Sit in it for a bit, you know? When one day at a time is too long, try one hour at a time.”

“Thanks, Nova,” Felix nodded appreciatively. He tried to square his shoulders and neutralize his expression again. “Now get out of here. Watch the landing.”

It felt bad to leave Felix be, but maybe you were projecting. You preferred to have company when shit hit the fan, but it was likely Felix was the opposite. In all likelihood, he’d let you know when he felt better on his own. You ventured back into your cabin and changed, loving how welcome your comfy leggings felt now that the ship’s internal temperature righted itself. Phaborus was well within sight outside your window now that the Ambler had turned to let the planet fill your view. You leaned your palms onto the windowsill, enjoying the clouds swirling over the ocean’s surface.

A beep in your cabin made you jump.

“Phaborus approaching,” crackled Jisung's voice over the intercom. “Crew, prepare landing protocol.”

Adrenaline balled in your chest. This wasn’t like leaving T’kaarm, despite how similar it felt. In the case of leaving the spaceport, you were leaving behind everything familiar. Going to Phaborus was your first time going somewhere entirely new. You slipped your ratty sneakers on again and jogged out of your cabin.

Most everyone was assembled on the bridge already by the time you arrived. Jeongin was sitting in Seungmin’s office, paging through old charts with his feet kicked up on the desk. Chan was hanging out at the console behind the pilot's station. Hyunjin was lounging back in the small library, lazily reading his tablet while Changbin was finally out of his cabin, now up overhead on his ladder and working inside another ceiling panel.

Felix climbed up the stairs at that moment, wiping his work gloves off on his trousers when he spied the mechanic. He seemed to think about this for a solid beat, and then promptly turned around and left before you even thought to protest. Your gaze following him back down the stairs brought you to the couch in the back of the bridge. Seungmin was seated there, cozied up under a blanket and fiddling with the packing tubes for his charts.

“Finally done?” you brightly asked him.

Seungmin’s expression cracked. “The first one is done.”

Jisung rocked in his chair at his station and grabbed his headset again. He glanced back over his shoulder. Even though it was originally his ship, you had to admit that the pilot’s chair fit him like a glove. “Everyone better get their butt in a seat,” he nagged. “Or don’t, I don’t care.”

The navigator patted the couch beside him, beckoning you to come sit down. You lingered for a second. Why not sit with Hyunjin? Or Changbin, or Jeongin? You were hesitant for some reason, until you saw the mischievous edge to Seungmin’s grin. This alone shifted your pause to intrigue. You settled down onto the couch, trying to keep your wits about you and still enjoy the view of the planet looming in your view.

Until Seungmin poked the spot in the crook of your neck, practically on your shoulder. It was the one mark you'd managed to get since you came on board, one dumb little hickey that Chan had sloppily left in his fervor when you two hooked up in your cabin. You clapped a hand to the bite and effectively swatted Seungmin off in the process. He only grinned in response.

“Got a problem?” you cheekily interrogated.

“Just a shame you’re so disloyal,” Seungmin winked back. “I was betting you're fun on dates.”

“What,” you smirked, “so now you can’t date me?”

The ship’s engines roared further back in the ship, likely boosting the Ambler into Phaborus’ atmosphere. On the bridge, most anyone who wasn't already belted fumbled around to do so. Craning your neck to see, you spotted Changbin sitting on the desk of the nav office, casually chatting with Jeongin. Seungmin seemingly pulled a belt out of the couch and clicked it on. At the pilot’s chair, Jisung flipped on some music to concentrate, the volume at a subtle roar. You searched your side of the couch but came up empty-handed.

Right on cue, Seungmin slid his hand down into the couch between you. He fished out one end of the belt that Jisung had no doubt installed himself, and then reached across your lap. The move brought his face mere inches away from yours. Your breath caught in your throat again.

“Date? I’m afraid not,” Seungmin shrugged, aloof. “Not really into dating.”

“Then what are you into?” you asked, your eyes darting down for a second when you heard him work the clasp of your seatbelt.

Seungmin’s grin was infectious, but now you caught yourself scanning the room again. With how low you were talking and the ambient noise of the ship, no one was bound to hear you two, and with how you were sat in the back of the bridge, you were in no one’s sightline. “Maybe,” he chuckled under his breath, “I’m into seeing how far I can push you, since you seem to love games so much.”

Your lip curled into a small smirk. “Now I'm playing games with you?”

He poked the spot on your neck again, the pad of his finger pausing for a moment. “Seems like it. You’ll only flirt with me but it looks like someone already took a bite out of you.”

“And you know it’s a bite?” you pouted, feigning innocence.

What happened next surprised the ever living hell out of you. Seungmin leaned closer in, his lips gently pressing to your pulse, inches away from Chan’s hickey. You shivered then, your hand jumping to clutch Seungmin’s knee. Still, no one was the wiser. In front of you, Jisung was plenty preoccupied, accelerating the ship a bit more and bobbing his head to his music. Chan was donning a headset, shielding the mic and chatting away with Fed Patrol to keep the landing clear while he tapped away on his console keyboard with his free hand. Who knew what Changbin or Jeongin or Hyunjin were up to.

Who cared?

Seungmin capitalized on how startled you’d been and snuck an arm down around your waist, huddling you closer. He surreptitiously passed the edge of his blanket over your lap. His teeth grazed your neck then, before you felt him briefly nip and suckle at your skin. You pulled away with a gasp now, voice far more hushed than it needed to be. “Jeez,” you laughed breathlessly, trying to get an accusing eye on Seungmin. “Not even a kiss first?”

The navigator scoffed. “You’ve had plenty of chances to try and get one the old-fashioned way.”

“You don’t seem too old-fashioned to me,” you retorted, gasping again when Seungmin reeled you in closer.

“What,” he chuckled in your ear, his lips tickling you again, “you’ve never fooled around the old-fashioned way?”

The ship rocked hard when the Ambler finally entered Phaborus’ atmosphere.

Meanwhile, Seungmin’s hand mirrored your own on his knee, except it only took a second for his fingers to drift further up to your thigh. Almost instinctively, you parted your legs an inch, if only to see what his next move would be.

“You enjoying this?” Seungmin taunted you, determination outlining the gruffer tone of his voice. “You loving how anyone could just turn around and see how crazy you make me?”

“I’ve hardly even done that much,” you defended, your voice lower now to match his. Seungmin’s hand slid from the top of your thigh to the inside. His lips and teeth were still working your neck over.

“And you’ve done just as much to stop me,” he softly challenged.

“You want me to stop you?” you shot back. Your own hand on his knee followed suit, slinking up his thigh.

Seungmin jumped, unintentionally squeezing your leg in the process. “Not at all,” he shook his head. “Like I said, I’m really good at playing chicken.”

“And now that I’m all warmed up,” you smirked in reply, “so am I.”

The navigator’s warm hand brazenly caressed your heat over your leggings, nearly making you scramble off the couch.

This was undeniably hot.

It was deliriously fun.

And it was unmistakably gross.

Fooling around in the potentially full view of the crew was dizzyingly exhilarating.

The last thing you wanted was to be bested by Seungmin, so your own hand ventured towards the noticeable bulge under his coveralls. Hopefully this was all imperceptible in the dim cabin, and under your blanket for added measure. Seungmin bit down a gasped curse.

“You’re fun, you know that?” he grinned, breathless.

“Enough to kiss me?” you taunted.

Seungmin instead kissed your neck for what seemed like the hundredth time. “Maybe later, if you play your cards right,” he offered.

You wriggled in Seungmin’s grip, the way he was practically holding you down so he could work you up and tease you driving you mad.

When the cabin lights snapped back on.

The two of you bashfully slid a solid foot apart from each other, at least as far as the confines of the couch and your seatbelts would allow. You tossed your end of the blanket back at Seungmin, who caught it and stuffed it into the corner of the couch. It was hard to tell if the red tinting his cheeks was him being mortified at being interrupted or him trying to catch his breath after being so lost in the moment.

“Touchdown in ten…” Jisung announced to the cabin before counting down, casually shouting over his music.

Chan spun around in his chair, setting his headset on the console and getting out of his seat. He stretched for a moment and tucked his tablet back under his arm.

“What now?” you asked.

“Watch,” he directed you nonchalantly, pointing out the window. The lights lining the top arm of a large gate came into view as the ship settled down underneath it. What sounded like static rushed over the hull. “Sterilizing,” Chan explained, swirling a pointed finger upwards. “Now we wait.”

“We don’t get to go outside yet?” you asked, almost whining. The port came into view once the Ambler fully landed. There wasn’t much to make out in the night, but the sparse lights out in the port town silhouetted buildings and walkways. The urge to explore was itching at you.

Chan giggled as he beeped open his cabin back at the top of the stairwell. “‘Fraid not, dude. Gotta sit overnight per quarantine protocol. Not much to see until sun-up anyway.”

“Says you,” you sighed, rolling your eyes. You tried not to keep staring outside. Instead, you glanced back at Seungmin.

It seemed that, with the lights back on, the navigator had officially begun thinking with his top brain again. Self-conscious didn’t begin to explain his expression, but he still looked a bit smitten.

“Well?” you grinned. “You have any plans?”

Seungmin smirked back at you, about to say something when–

“Yes,” Jisung suddenly cut in, dropping his headset around his neck. “He does! I’m helping him and Hyunjin make sure we’re all prepped to get everything done in a day cycle tomorrow. Now, shoo, go to bed.”

“Bed?!” you complained. “We just got up!”

“We slept in,” Jisung argued. “If we land on a planet, that’s the new day cycle for us. Now, Nova, sweetheart, again: shoo. Away. Begone.”

“I’m not gonna sleep a wink,” you huffed, still getting up regardless. Seungmin looked like he could murder Jisung at any second.

“My condolences,” shrugged Jisung. He cheekily grabbed Seungmin’s chart out of his hand and wagged it at him. “Come on, Seung, follow the map.”

Seungmin stiffened his jaw and firmly shoved his hands in his pockets before reluctantly following Jisung. He looked back, though, as if to give you a chance to change his mind. You offered a small wave farewell before you left the bridge, heading back downstairs.

The spraying seemed to stop the moment your feet hit the galley floor. This was agonizing, simply thinking of a whole new world outside that you’d have to wait to explore. You crossed back into the workshop. Apparently, you weren't the only one wanting to enjoy the view. Up overhead in the loft, Felix was spreading out a blanket over the couch.

“Needed some space?” you called up to him.

He silently nodded. His arms extended up over his arched back in a tall stretch before he crawled into his blanket nest. The bay window was open, giving you a peek at the gorgeous night sky that you’d just descended from.

“I’ll see you in the morning?” you tried adding.

Felix only stuck up a thumb from where he was cocooned.

You brushed off any remaining fretting that you could manage. Felix had to cope with this in his own way, even though you still weren't all too sure how to help, anyhow. Instead, you pushed open your cabin door, and were now faced with the lights of the port illuminating the ocean behind the ship. You crowded the window. The dark waves outside in the night ominously lapped at the shoreline, white seafoam lining the tide like lace trim.

All this, and you were remarkably tired the second you attempted to even sit on your bunk and will yourself to sleep. It was instant, the quiet rush of waves outside lulling you to close your eyes and rest.

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Sleep didn’t last too long this time. The night cycle really only lasted about six hours, and that had already started before the Ambler touched down. You blearily scrunched your eyes open, only to be immediately startled fully awake.

A bird was sitting on a beam outside, squawking. You stared. Again, as embarrassing as it was to admit, you’d never seen a bird in person. You bolted out of bed and grabbed your toiletries, making a mad dash to the central head and opting to brush your teeth in the shower. Another shower seemed a little redundant, sure, but you knew that if you threw off your routine more than you already had, you'd be a goner. The light shirt you picked out was sticking to your still-damp back when you finished getting dressed and ran back into the workshop, boots untied.

The boys all stood in front of the bay door, with Changbin waiting to push the button in the outfit you helped pick the other day. You were about to join them when a finger hooked into the collar of your jacket.

“Hey-!” you jolted, wriggling until you noticed it was Chan holding you in place.

“Hold on a second, cadet,” he grinned.

Manhandling you to sit down on a crate, Chan grappled your arms up so he could slip a ridiculous armored vest onto you. He next plonked a laughably big laser rifle into your hands before you could protest. Your eyes darted around. Aside from you, no one else was noticeably armed except for Changbin, who had a zap gun clipped onto his belt. Felix was wearing a much slimmer armored vest and had his blaster safely holstered.

“Dude,” Seungmin gawked. “What the hell are you doing?” He attempted to step forward when Chan got in the way, stooping to rest his hands on his knees with that shit-eating grin directed at you. This wasn't good.

“I second that, Chan,” Felix shifted uncomfortably. “You know the Phaborians are weird about outward hostility, especially after Fed Patrol took over the Hatchery. Subtlety’s key, bro.”

“And someone needs to learn that the hard way,” Chan nodded enthusiastically. He didn't take his eyes off you. “You wanna act like a hotshot? Think you're a professional, Miss Nova?”

You attempted a lighthearted laugh. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, dude–”

“I’m talking about how you FUCKED THE BOUNTY, NOVA.”

“I– uh, well…” you trailed off. Out of the corner of your eye, the boys all displayed different levels of surprise.

Except for Seungmin. He shook off his momentary shock with a scoff before busying himself with his packed charts. Meanwhile, Jisung was looking everywhere but at you. In fact, he was currently very interested in the ceiling.

Chan, that asshole, he knew that Jisung slept with Minho too, didn’t he?!

“Well, how the hell do you know?!” you flustered.

“You know what Lee likes to do when I go to check on him?” Chan asked, crazed and exasperated. “He’ll talk at me ad nauseam until I leave. Will not shut the fuck up. Most annoying son of a bitch we’ve had down there in a while.”

“So he’s annoying,” you huffed, “what about it?”

“So guess what he won't shut up about today?”

You remained steadfastly quiet.

Chan clasped his hands together. “Allow me to rephrase. So, guess who’s apparently a terrific lay?" The captain was so proud of himself. “Now, as you know, I already know. I don’t even care that you nailed Jisung. But the bounty? Have some standards, cadet.”

By now, Seungmin’s cheeks were fully flushed. His frantic, wordless gaze darted from Chan, to you, to Jisung, all in a miserable triangle. You felt like shit, plain and simple.

“Still doesn’t explain the dramatics,” Felix argued behind him.

“If Nova is gonna be part of the crew,” Chan shrugged before putting his hands on his hips, “then she has to learn to be a bit more discerning. She was reckless, so she’s going to learn the hard way what difficulties that can lead to.”

With this, Chan strode over to Changbin and pushed the button for the workshop door that he was still holding. The heavy surface unsealed and rolled up, its gears grinding and squeaking in the mechanism. Outside, it was a gorgeous day on the Phaborian surface.

“We clear, cadet?” the captain grinned back at you.

You understood why Jisung liked the ceiling so much now. “Affirmative, Captain.”

“Next time,” Chan giggled while he pulled the lever for the workshop ramp, “if you have the chance to shoot him in the dick, do that. Now go, have fun being in the sun all day.”

The boys watched the captain stroll back towards the weapons rack. Meanwhile, the ramp extended out and reached out to the ground below.

“What about you?” Jeongin scoffed. “What’re you doing all day?”

“Me?” laughed Chan. He glanced back at you, and then at Jisung before grabbing an arm cannon off the wall. “Since I’m the only one I can trust to not fuck the bounty, I'm keeping watch. Have fun.”

You finally let out a deep sigh when the workshop door slammed shut behind Chan on his way out to the galley, but now there was a new presence to be wary of. A trio of Fed Patrol officers walked up the ramp, the misters on the slipdock’s gate activating overhead when they approached. Changbin engaged a crane arm to grab the four-wheeler and hoist it up and onto the ramp. The officers scanned everyone’s faces, checked the licenses, manifests, and inventories in Seungmin’s hands while they rummaged through Hyunjin’s pack, and then split up to check out the saddlebags on the four-wheeler while they inspected Seungmin’s charts. Each of the officers shot a hefty glance at you and the huge rifle in your hands. You quickly slung the ridiculous weapon over your shoulder by the strap to try and look less menacing. Seungmin was still not looking at you. When he was finished, he simply thanked the Fed Patrol officers and stalked down the ramp while Changbin brought down the boat through the sanitation mist to be moved onto another arm to lower the vessel into the water next to the slipdock.

Jisung waved you over to follow him then, and you got up, really feeling the weight of the stupid vest and gun on your shoulders.

“So, that was torture,” Jisung flippantly greeted. He slipped off his eyepatch before putting on a pair of sunglasses. “Chan must’ve been in a mood this morning.”

You nodded absently. Beyond the port, the island that made up one third of the Hatchery extended up into a mountain, covered in forest. However, these weren’t the kinds of trees you were expecting. You’d been predicting you’d finally see palm trees, but these were thick, fluffy evergreens, like Christmas trees. To be fair, you’d only seen these potted or simulated as well, but you were hoping to see a more tropical region of the planet. Morning haze gathered from evaporating condensation, giving the woods beyond the port a dreamy look.

“Sunny out,” Jisung blithely observed while he walked down the ramp with you. “It’s usually pissing rain. Phaborus has been dealing with mass evaporation from the oil drilling that started a few years ago, so that might be why it feels dryer around here, lately.”

You vaguely nodded. Just off the slipdock, Seungmin was hopping into the boat with Changbin and Jeongin. The navigator accidentally caught your eye, judging by the way his cheeks reddened again and he sharply turned his gaze away.

“Close your mouth,” warned Jisung. You were about to question why when you both passed through the cloud of mist. Weirdly enough, it smelled artificially sweet instead of strictly sanitary.

The second your boots touched the solid ground of the slipdock, you were suddenly caught off-guard by how instantly you nearly crumpled at the knees. Jisung immediately shot out a protective hand to grab your elbow and steady you for a moment. You paused then, straightening back up. Simply the weight in your body felt different away from the magnetized floors of the Ambler, away from any magnets. This was your weight naturally held to the ground, and it somehow felt even more natural than your day to day life, only knowing dumb magnets since the day you were born.

Minho was right. Nothing beat real gravity.

It was hard to marvel at this properly though, not with the Phaborians working the dock all staring at the weapon strapped to your back.

“You good?” Jisung asked, but he wasn’t looking at you. His gaze was focused back at the ramp behind you, with Felix now guiding the speedbike on the crane arm through the sanitation mist.

“I’d be better if you took this stupid gun,” you cracked a sardonic grin at him.

The pilot sneered right back at you. “What, because I let Minho catch me in a moment of weakness?”

You reached over, pinching one of the purple spots on his neck. “Looks like it was a real fun moment of weakness.”

“Look, I’m grateful that you didn’t put any more heat on me in front of the guys,” Jisung placated you, even leaning over to kiss you on the cheek. “And,” he added, “I’d repay you right now, but I have no room.”

“No room?”

Jisung shrugged helplessly when the bike touched down on the ramp. He walked up to it and easily straddled the seat.

You gawked at him. “I thought you were coming to the market with us!”

“I am!” chirped Jisung with a rev of the accelerator. “I’ll see you guys there!”

Of course, you didn’t get a chance to retort. Jisung already stomped on the clutch and zoomed off, leaving a haze of vapor behind him.

“Come on, dude,” called Felix behind you. You whipped around, seeing the weapons specialist already seated on the four-wheeler. Hyunjin was packing a saddlebag before waving you over. He carefully seated himself on one of the mudguards behind Felix and patted the other one across him.

“No sidecar, huh?” you teased.

“Afraid not,” Felix shook his head. He reached a hand out to you. “Now come on, give me the stupid rifle before you take somebody’s foot off.”

“... You sure?” You looked around the slipdock again. Something about the Phaborians’ expressions told you they really didn’t like the look of you carrying this thing around.

“What,” Felix smirked, “would you rather hold it? A professional is offering to get you out of a bind here.”

“He has a point,” Hyunjin added. “I’d honestly rather throw it off the fucking dock but if we’re taking it, I’d rather Felix carry it.”

“Fine,” you finally resigned. “If you want to go against the captain's orders so badly, be my guest.” You slipped the strap off your shoulder and handed the rifle to Felix, who checked the safety switch and shouldered the gun himself. Huynjin reached a grabby hand over to you, unclipped the bulky armored vest, and started pawing it off of you to stow in one of the saddlebags. The thing practically took up a whole bag by itself. Once again, Hyunjin patted the mudguard in front of you, urging you to sit down.

“Chan’s such a hypocrite sometimes,” Felix rolled his eyes.

“Yeah,” Hyunjin agreed. “You should ask him about the bounty we picked up from the Caravan.”

With the weight of the gun and vest off of you, you let your skin and bones settle into the gravity again. This was almost indulgent, feeling how natural it was just to stand like this, not feeling anchored to the ground through your feet. Easing down onto the mudguard across from Hyunjin, you practically savored the way the four-wheeler shifted on its suspension to carry all three of you. The appraiser grinned at you when Felix revved the engine and sped off. You followed suit, bracing one hand on the small cargo basket behind Felix, currently holding Hyunjin’s bag, and leaning into the acceleration.

There was almost too much to take in, as the four-wheeler sped along the coast. The Phaborians, while humanoid in stature, stood tall and lithe, with retractable fins for swimming at their backs, arms, hips, and feet. Apparently, as you passed by, some of the denizens of the Hatchery, mostly feminine, liked to keep their fins out, decorating the semi-opaque appendages with tattoos or jewelry. A street vendor you zipped past was selling airbrushing and glitter just for fins, just like the little stalls that would pop up back home on T’kaarm. Summers growing up, you would occasionally treat yourself to a little glitter design on your shoulder or ankle. Tourist traps were the same everywhere.

This wasn’t even mentioning the ocean. There were boats upon boats out in the gorgeous bay of the Hatchery. Cruisers idled with sunbathing tourists stretched out on their spacious decks, while casual fishing boats milled around, leaving minimal wakes. Meanwhile, jet skis and speedboats weaved in between and around all these vessels, enjoying the morning waves and sun.

This was sublime. The air was thick but felt good to breathe.

Hyunjin reached over and gently got your attention by squeezing your hand. “It’s really your first time off the spaceport?”

“Yeah,” you nodded, still a bit dumbstruck.

“Well, you’ll know your way around the market,” he smiled. “They’re the same anywhere. Haggle hard. They tend to start really high here, even by tourist trade standards.”

You were about to ask when you were finally going to see this market, when the buildings suddenly gave way to a massive square, completely filled with stalls and tents. As opposed to T’kaarm’s markets, which were mostly tucked away into sprawling systems of alleyways, this was a labyrinth of shops and vendors all occupying a remarkable plot of land right on the waterfront. Phaborians and off-planet tourists and traders alike milled about in the busy square, bartering and shopping and chatting. Felix parked the four-wheeler under a tall evergreen and pinched his long-sleeved shirt away from his chest as much as he could with his armored vest in the way.

“I should’ve dressed lighter,” he grimaced. “I don’t remember the last time it was hot here.”

You nodded in commiseration, yanking off your jacket and tying it around your waist. Felix quickly gave up, opting to take off his gear to remove the shirt entirely before putting the armored vest back on, but leaving the front unbuckled to allow for more ventilation.

“I have to offload some of this inventory first,” Hyunjin explained, rummaging around his bag. “You guys go have fun, I'll catch up with you in a bit.”

You nearly sprinted off, but didn't want to lose Felix. Despite him following close behind, you grabbed onto his hand and ventured deep into the market, almost immediately overwhelming yourself with the sights and smells amidst the heat. Felix dutifully kept up, occasionally reeling you back to show you something. A shopkeeper sold small robotic birds on perches. A roving vendor with a cooler was offering fishing bait, the mechanical, wind-up kind or the traditional bait made of meat scraps. Further down, a food stand carried fried crabs the size of volleyballs. You were looking through a rack of sunglasses when you finally looked through your hip bag to count your measly credits.

Felix reached over and pushed your hand down. As it turned out, he had another pair of shades in his other hand. He leaned over to the vendor, immediately haggling down the price and then handing over his own credits instead. The vendor thanked him, but muttered something when you both left.

“What did they call you?” you surreptitiously asked.

Felix looked back over his shoulder to you while he slipped on his new sunglasses. “What did it sound like?”

“... Clishaur?” You winced, positive you weren't close to replicating the word you just heard.

“Glizhorr,” Felix simply corrected you. He handed you your new glasses.

“What does it mean?” you asked, feeling awkward while you put them on.

Felix stiffened his jaw down through his shoulders to stand tall while he walked the market with you. “War dog,” he curtly explained.

You felt bad, letting Felix take Chan’s stupid punishment for you, but you had to admit, he definitely carried the gun like a pro. If anything went down, you’d rather he be the one carrying it.

“Let’s change the subject,” Felix offered with a tired smile. “What were you doing at the spaceport? Aside from gigs, I mean.”

There wasn’t much to share, you explained while you walked together. Felix bought a meat skewer for you two to split. You dropped out of school when you were old enough that your parents wouldn't get fined for it, worked a bunch of tourist gigs, your siblings ran away in search of a better life, your mother ran after them, and your father was drafted. When you suddenly found yourself alone, that was when you played more fast and loose with how you made money. Your whole life had turned upside down in the space of a very long year, years ago. You did a little bit of time, got saddled with Klave for a parole officer, and that eventually led you here.

You tried to cajole Felix into opening up as well, but he was far more guarded. His mother had said “military school or reform school” and he chose military school, which turned into a short stint in the marines before he brushed far too close to an early grave than he would’ve liked.

No wonder he ended up with Chan.

Felix couldn’t hide the small grin he had when he told you about meeting Changbin. They were actually working together when they got recruited. Felix had been working at a host club, and Changbin was fixing slot machines when they met, and soon they were shaking down tourists and running jobs together before Chan scooped them up.

“Changbin was the first person to never ask me to change,” Felix smiled to himself.

“That’s because he’s smart,” you nodded. “You’re fine the way you are, dude. We’re not our choices, you know?”

“Unless you’re into murder,” Felix dryly shrugged.

You playfully shoved his shoulder. “Thanks for ruining my point.”

A small stall at the end of one of the market’s rows was selling little hand-painted boats. The vendor started you at 50 credits and you immediately argued down to 30, praising the workmanship but citing the multiple other stands you’d come across with similar little boats. As expected, the vendor tried 40 before you pushed 30, and when he agreed, you were able to get it down to 25.

“You’re a natural,” Felix praised. He jumped, patting a hand down onto his pocket before grabbing his communicator. He read while you eagerly awaited an update. “We gotta go,” he ruled. “Hyunjin found a temple. It’s a couple blocks away so let's move the four-wheeler.”

You tucked your small souvenir into a padded pocket of your waist pack and trotted after Felix. Thankfully, as you both had been weaving in and out of aisles of the market, you weren’t too far from where you’d parked. You hopped back onto your seat on the rear mudguard of the four-wheeler before Felix took off, ducking and dodging through traffic with a practiced ease until you came upon a pretty stone courtyard only a couple minutes away. This was a more organic structure at the back of the entry, looking like it could very well be a sea stack that’d been hollowed out to serve as a temple. The space was tranquil, a quietly regal escape from the commotion only down the road.

However, this wasn’t quite the case when you and Felix entered.

“Eyes on the ground unless spoken to,” Felix furtively directed you.

You quickly turned your gaze to the floor, a beautifully carved stone surface with complex, iridescent designs interweaving and circling each other.

The tension in the space was palpable.

“–I’m afraid I’m not explaining this well,” Hyunjin said ahead of you. “I didn’t steal this.”

“But someone did,” came a stranger’s voice, gravelly yet feminine. “The viscount’s son has been refused marriage rites because this pendant had been taken.”

“Yes,” Hyunjin patiently acknowledged, “and that’s terrible, and that’s why I came to return this.”

“Forgive me, tradesman, it is just that it feels very convenient that the viscount’s son described the assailant as a human that shares a resemblance with you.”

“I respect that, your holiness,” refuted Hyunjin, “but I’m not a unique looking human. I’m literally just returning this and expect nothing back.”

“Nonsense,” the priest fired back. “You are familiar with our culture. You know these pendants are valuable and that we are a people who will always repay a good deed. And now you’ve brought reinforcements?”

Felix straightened up beside you, grabbing your arm and leading you behind him. “Our apologies,” he bleakly attempted. “We can wait outside.”

The attendees by the priest froze when Felix turned to leave, all staring at the rifle on his back.

“Interesting. An innocent good deed yet you’ve brought this hound to help you.”

“You misunderstand!” Hyunjin pleaded.

You looked up now, ready to intervene somehow, but Felix was already coming up to grab Hyunjin.

Except that the temple attendees suddenly had their own firearms now.

The elder priest grimly folded her arms. “Careful of your next move, tradesman,” she firmly warned.

“We’re not doing anything!” Hyunjin panicked, reaching in his bag, “just let me show you–”

Two shots rang out. One grazed Hyunjin’s hand, making him drop his messenger bag and the pendant in his hand immediately. The other came from Felix’s blaster, his aim carefully missing the firing attendee on purpose.

The next minute was pure chaos. A firefight ensued on the spot, with you and Hyunjin making a break for the entrance while Felix covered for you. However, another attendee got in your way, raising their fins in an attempt to block you. You were thrown back into Felix, who quickly caught you with a free hand–

But left him open to catch a shot, right in his exposed waist. Felix barked out a curse and crumpled to the floor but you managed to get an arm around him, yanking the rifle off of him to try and make him easier to drag along with you. You frantically scanned the room for Hyunjin, only to see him thrashing and uselessly trying to fight in the midst of getting dragged away into a back chamber by the temple attendees. Another couple attendees reached for you then, but you quickly grabbed Felix’s blaster. You fired a warning shot at the feet of one attendee before ducking out the door and slumping Felix over the cargo basket of the four-wheeler before peeling out of the courtyard.

This was a nightmare, but you just needed to get back to the ship.

That is, until two temple attendees came screeching onto the tight street with their own four-wheelers. You revved harder and tried to figure out what the hell to do.

It was at that precise moment that you realized that, despite what he’d assured you, Jisung never met up with you at the market. He had no idea this was even going on. You had to find him.

Right?

But, then again, Jisung was smart and had his own ride. If you got back to the Ambler, Chan would know what to do. And Minho was a medic in the marines, wasn’t he? He might even be able to help Felix.

#stray kids fanfic #skz fanfic #stray kids smut #kim seungmin x reader #han jisung x reader #IT FEELS SO CHEAP TO TAG THEM BUT IT'S TRUE #fwb jisung fans are FEASTING with this series tbh #and we're not even talking about seungmin WE'RE NOT #ALWAYS CHECK THE TAGS #I mean... this one seems pretty clear #time is of the essence and all that #like think abt what either party would say upon MC arriving #one would be FAR more confused as to why MC came to them tbh #and let's be real no matter what we choose WE SORTA HAVE TO SAVE SOMEBODY

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hobbit-in-space · 2 months ago

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Rules: Answer and tag nine people you want to get to know better and catch up with.

Favorite color(s):

Yellow!! It's been my favorite color since I was kid and it continues to be now!

Last song:

I'm actually listening to songs rn as I write xD The one currently playing is Pieces of Your Heart by Meduza feat. Goodboys and next is Lose Control also by Meduza feat. Goodboys and Becky Hill, honestly these two are my songs for when Mobius and Zemo are dancing at the club and Loki is looking at them.

Currently reading:

Currently reading two things: One of them is The Honeys by Ryan La Sala (really enjoying it), the other is Poirot Investigates by Agatha Christie which I'm almost done with!

Currently watching:

I'm watching a couple of things! One of them is Rings of Power s2 which I cannot wait to see the new ep when it comes out, Only Murders in The Building s4 which I'm a sucker for because it's a murder mystery, I started The Essex Serpent which I'm enjoying, Grantchester s9 is coming out here and my heart ep 2 with Geordie and Wills goodbye. As for movies I'm currently re watching Frankenstein (2015) because i was reminded of Victor and Igor.

Currently craving:

A donut actually.

Coffee or tea:

I don't like tea and I'm not the greatest fan of coffee but I do drink it in the morning and sometimes in the evenings.

Hobby to try:

Far too many. I just want to stick to the ones I have at the moment but! If i had to pick one I would love to learn crochet.

Current au:

Once again I have far too many. Currently I've been thinking about the knight mobius au, the vampire au, the exes au, the list goes on xD

Thank you for tagging me @mobiusismycomfortcharacter and @lexytoga. It's been a while since I've done one of these!

I don't really know who to tag but whoever would like this please do!!

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lutawolf · 2 years ago

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I posted 2,232 times in 2022

That's 2,232 more posts than 2021!

917 posts created (41%)

1,315 posts reblogged (59%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@ellaspore

@acacia-luna-royal

@victooooorious

@rainbowcolored7

@biochemjess

I tagged 982 of my posts in 2022

#coconuts mafia - 198 posts

#luta opinions - 192 posts

#streaming kinnporsche on iqiyi - 153 posts

#kinnporsche the series - 150 posts

#luta question and answer - 145 posts

#kinnporsche - 134 posts

#kinnporsche luta - 116 posts

#not me the series - 112 posts

#luta - 104 posts

#not me series - 96 posts

Longest Tag: 118 characters

#i think another reason why i like bl is it won't ever be me so it's free of the stereotypical portrayal of a het woman

I sent 1 gift in 2022

My Top Posts in 2022:

Love In the Air Ep 5 Review & Running Commentary

My freak flag is waving and I'm here to review for my fellow kinksters and the vanillas that want to be informed. For those that are new here, I do have previous reviews that can be found here. I've been asked how I feel about the lack of discussion and guidelines. I think this is a lifestyle couple from Thailand, which most Asian countries already have a soft D/s lifestyle. From what I've seen of the Asian relationships around me is that they are similar to the US South. Where someone in the relationship always holds more control. Which means there is already an expectation of figuring out who is in charge. In which case there is a softer way of doing guidelines and harder on consent commands. You'll see this same play out in more experienced D/s relationships because they are already familiarized. Also going over guidelines can take days, nobody wants to wait and go through that in their show. Okay, clearly some people do but not me. I'd rather skip to the good part.

Speaking of good part. We ended on a really good part last week. I just want to remind everyone of that before we get to the drama, lol. Okay, so there is just something about seeing the day after when they are still in the bed. It just instantly puts you into that moment. It's this warm and fuzzy feel. And he is sick. By the way I got a lot of answers to the Sick In The Rain comment but basically the rain comes during cold/flu season, which makes them more susceptible. Really interesting. I appreciate everyone who answered my question.

So back to Rain being sick. NO! But now that Rain belongs to Payu, he'll take care of him. Omg, Payu caring before almost killed me, now that he'll be more open about it. I'm gonna die! By the way... That hair. 👀 It's so fucking hot. Oh bless him, I know what it's like to wake up with a headache. Sucks ass and not in a good way either (if you didn't catch my Vegas reference, you most go straight to jail and you do not get to pass go). Yeah Rain, you didn't stand a chance luckily for us. Mom is valid. I don't care who you are, child or roommate. If you aren't coming home, call. So people don't worry, it's not about age, it's about respect and safety. These are top priority in BDSM too.

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Guys! Can we please talk about this moment.

Porsche is normally the one doing the picking up in his sexual escapades. Look at him just fucking flying at Kinn. It's so natural and he is so happy.

392 notes - Posted May 29, 2022

Kinnporsche Masterlist

Thoughts & running commentary by episode: Masterlist

My Dominant/sub posts: Masterlist

Different D/s roles

Kinn being The Dom of Kinnporsche 1-14 Masterlist

Porsche being the brat submissive of Kinnporsche by iffy

Vegas and Pete S/m: Masterlist

Other Masterlists

Unforgotten Night

My Beautiful Man

Not Me

Love In The Air

Until We Meet Again

Between Us

Movie Reviews: Love and Leashes

For other master lists check out Coconuts Mafia

By the way, you can all thank @liankuea for this.

Please Re-blog, I love it! But please do not repost any of my blog onto other social medias without giving me credit. I do have requests to Re-blog in a different language with credit. I'm absolutely good with that 💜

If you don't address me in an Ask with at least Hi Luta, don't expect me to be nice. Why?

405 notes - Posted May 13, 2022

I'm seeing a lot of comments saying Porsche is the Dominant. I mean, I see some of your points and the validity in them. I just don't agree nor see it. Maybe I'm making correlations because, I personally live in a relationship with a Dominant male who is a sexual submissive to me.

Let's unpack the questions and see.

Porsche called Kinn out on his jealousy. He sure did, but it was in a submissive brat manner. As I mentioned in my notes it's all in the body language. He is not moving towards Kinn in a domineering stance he has leaned back and shifts down. Yet he is using his words to goad Kinn. What do you think submissive brat behavior is? It's struggling, small annoyances, and verbally talking back.

Because Porsche took control of the hand job at the end. Okay, this one I don't know what to think about it. I mean you're basically saying if I give my husband a hand job. Get him off but continue to get finger banged and lose myself in an orgasim that I am no longer Dominant. Well, okay, let me just go tell my husband that I'm not Dominant, hahaha! We'll just ignore the Dominant stance of Kinn's hand controlling Porsche's head the entire time, hmm.

He calls him out on the lack of trust. This is just fucking insulting to a submissive. It implies they are doormats to take abuse. That is not what submission is! It is a power imbalance but it does not take away a submissive's right to be treated with respect. Yes, there are some submissives that do enjoy that but it is a subcategory of submissive and does not describe all of them.

I've already explained the neck. Porsche's five second touching of Kinn's throat is in no way comparable to the complete control Kinn had over Porsche's entire fucking head. Not only that, there is absolutely no rule stating a submissive can't touch the throat. A D/s relationship is subject to their own personal guidelines of what is allowed. And to be very honest, I'm 89% sure that was an Apo move done unintentionally.

Porsche keeps proving he is the one in control and owns Kinn. Want me to point out each and every time Kinn used ownership words for Porsche and Porsche allowed it. Basked in it even but never once tried to return it. "Vegas always wants what's mine" "My bodyguard" "When you are done return to me both the gun and yourself" I mean that whole statement right there was ownership with Porsche smiling.

Now let me also point out to you Kinn's Dominant "come give me a hug" to which Porsche readily responds. He does not ASK Porsche for a hug, he commanded. A sub asks, like how Porsche does with Kinn on multiple occasions. He not only uses words but body language, the only time this changes is when he is being a brat.

Edited to talk about Kinn showing vulnerability. Do you guys really think that my husband has never held me as I cried. That as a Dominant, that I've some how given up the right to break down? That this somehow makes me less? Let me assure you that is all far from the truth.

Another edit because there keeps being more. Porsche was above Kinn which signifies the switch in power I've got to disagree. Notice how Porsche didn't put himself above Kinn, Kinn purposely placed him above him. When Porsche turns around from the mirror they are even. Kinn grips the back of Porsche's neck (again, Dominant move) and then lowers himself to inhale Porsche. From that point on Kinn is purposely placing Porsche above him. It's an apology.

Okay, thank you for coming to my Luta talk. Please feel free to ask any questions but don't come at me. 💜💜💜 Please understand that if you don't agree with me on the D/s or even who the D/s are. I respect that. Some of the above though is not only inaccurate to the community it's insulting.

425 notes - Posted May 22, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

The D/s series: Kinn as a Dominant

(This is a companion piece to Iffervescent's sub post, that can be found here)

There have been a lot of requests for more information on the Kinnporsche D/s element. The amazing Iffervescent and I thought that we could provide this information to you all while enjoying ourselves. Seriously. You should have seen me taking this BDSM (Iffervescent's Idea!) as Kinn. The test was fun, interesting, and a little stare into a light bulb to cleanse my mind. Then excited babbling about the results afterwards. So without further delay.

Could It Be More Accurate!!

So Kinn is a Dom. What is a Dom and how so? Dom/sub: Is a power balance. A Dominant, or Dom, refers to BDSM relationships and the role one person takes. In this role, this person has more control/power/authority in the D/s relationship.

Though a Dom wants and needs control. They are also the ones with the responsibility to care for and the protection of their sub.

You can clearly see how Kinn is the Dominant in the relationship between him and Porsche. It's there in the way he'll push and pull Porsche, he controls Porsche's movements especially his head, the crock of his finger and especially in how he cages Porsche in until he calms down. It's in the way that once Porsche feels that he has his Doms attention, he relaxes.

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burlveneer-music · 1 year ago

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Jlin - Perspective

Jlin’s Pulitzer Prize nominated ‘Perspective’ is a suite of compositions written for Chicago-based, Grammy-winning percussion ensemble Third Coast Percussion who have been performing it live for the last couple of years. Jlin is excited to release the original electronic versions of these works which TCP based their scores on. The results often sound more stark and alien than the acoustic performances let on.

It’s clear, when looking at Jlin’s body of work, and her recent activities, that she's the definition of what a creative composer looks and sounds like in 2023. She’s able to work across borders in many different environments and situations. Her work, and sound, is fluid and not locked into genre. The only apt tag for her now is ‘composer.’ Let’s be clear - she’s not EDM, IDM, electronic, footwork or post-footwork. She’s simply Jlin. In thinking about this new release we have to draw attention to her collaboration with Chicago’s Third Coast Percussion - ‘Perspective’ - since it’s also the title of this six-track mini-album. And of course, we’d be remit if we didn’t point out that Third Coast Percussion’s acoustic version of ‘Perspective’ saw Jlin shortlisted as a finalist for The 2023 Pulitzer Prize in Music! Jlin notes how “Working with T.C.P. was a rewarding experience. I love their constant driving ambition. When I would go to their studio we would experiment as much as we could, and that to me is the beauty of composing.” Note that the CD version of ‘Perspective’ adds the four tracks from her ‘Embryo’ EP, apt since ‘Embryo’ itself was the 7th Perspective piece. Jlin’s new mini-album “Perspective” works as a catch-up for those wanting new music from her, and wanting to hear how her sound is evolving. Tune in. There’s much more ahead.

#Jlin #electronic #footwork #2023 #indiana #Bandcamp

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telomeke · 5 months ago

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@waitmyturtles Hi dearie! 😍 Thanks for tagging me. 🥰

Truth be told it didn't cross my mind to think about a wedding for PatPran when the news about Thailand's marriage equality was announced. But now that the idea's been surfaced by @starryalpacasstuff and @shortpplfedup I can't stop thinking about it.

I agree with @starryalpacasstuff that marriage would be a bittersweet topic for Pat and Pran, because I'm in the camp that can't ever see Ming and Dissaya making peace, and any overt announcement of PatPran's union being formalized would unleash hellstorms in both households.

It's not that Ming and Dissaya don't know their boys are in a relationship; they do know and they've come around to living with that reality. But I can't imagine they'll ever acknowledge or give blessing to it formally, because of the Asian preoccupation with saving face, etc. etc.

That's something that a lot of queer people in SEAsia can identify with, I think. I personally know several whose families just accept their spouses as part of everyday reality. But it's never acknowledged, the romantic side of it never spoken about outright, and I think this strange experience of a couple living a life only half-lit is what Director Aof was trying to portray, because it's a reality for so many people (although he was using the Jindapat-Siridechawat enmity rather than homophobia as the reason).

And I agree with you; Pran has an unbreakable bond with Dissaya, and he would definitely want her at his wedding (especially since she was so joyous about Pran possibly getting partnered up, whether with a guy or a girl, during their breakfast conversation in Ep.7). But both Pat and Pran tried going against their inherent family dynamics, and ultimately decided they were happier and more comfortable living out their couplehood on the (semi) down-low.

If they did decide to throw caution to the wind and get married though (this is just me fantasizing) – I can't stop smiling at my imagined scenarios...

Pat would want a big blow-out party, the full works with a guest list a mile long. Party games with lots of drinking, and Korn and Wai will be forced to kiss at the wedding banquet (Thai-Chinese of course, and so there will be copious toasting with brandy, only the good stuff mind you).

Pran on the other hand will want everything planned down to the last detail. Something tasteful and more restrained, but he will give in to Pat's pleading to go up in scale a bit (OK, a lot). I don't think he'll be the worst groomzilla (Pat's moderating influence maybe), but he'll still want everything to be perfect-perfect-perfect, down to the exact shade of the flowers used in the décor matching their couple's outfits for the rod nam sang. There will be origami somewhere among the decorations, and khanom jeep and thong yod will be served at the reception. 🥰

But all that's just fantasy, just as marriage equality still remains a fantasy for so many millions of LGBTQ+ people around the world. 😥

BBS is an Aof show after all, so I think a touch of melancholy will always be a hallmark of PatPran's story. I do think they will get married eventually. But they'll wait until Ming and Dissaya pass on perhaps (more for the former than the latter, so maybe Dissaya will get to attend her baby boy's wedding, if Ming were to go first).

And then Pat and Pran will get their union formally recognized as they get on in years, because ultimately (as we saw in Moonlight Chicken, and as Jim did too) a marriage is more than just a big party on the wedding day; it's also a measure of social protection and financial security so that the life a couple has built together cannot just crumble away to ruination simply because the rest of society refuses to see that loving relationship on an equal footing with everybody else's.

I want it for my boys Pat and Pran. I want it for the rest of the world too. We'll just have to wait and see how long it'll take for everyone else to catch up. 💖

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Wonderful day in Thailand. but now for the important questions. Of all the ql thai couples, who's the first to go down the aisle? Like they are counting the minutes and have everything planned out?

Rose💜

KaranAchi, way ahead of the pack (THE INVITES HAVE ALREADY GONE OUT),

followed closely by KingUea, riding on King’s energy, who picked out the ring mentally when he saw those cat ears and managed just a gorgeous proposal, with parents and all. The aunties have already been rubbing their hands together, they need a wedding now.

I think Tharn and Type either tie or gently follow KingUea, because Type legit shaved his head and eyebrows to become a monk to make his folks happy before forever committing to Tharn in TT2.

I think the Cutie Pie dudes wait a while because they already had a ceremony, and it would look just gauche to have ANOTHER event where people would bring MORE gifts, dahling, can you imagine.

Tian and Phupha: the arguments for where and when to have the wedding would take so long that the divorce rate for Thai LGBTQ+ weddings would be higher than the marriage rate at that point.

You know who I wanna throw in here? Phat and Saengtai from La Pluie. Tai MOVED TO CHIANG MAI to be with Phat. He made the move! He moved for his man. I think they’re considering permanence. Phat’s probably thinking of something that involves cute aminals.

I really want to think on the younger dudes, but they’d need time to get more mature — the PeteKaos, the FrameBooks. Frame is chaos enough to maybe drag Book to Vegas to shotgun it, but I think Book’s too hesitant. They also need to go to college. Did AePete talk about “forever” in Love By Chance? I can’t remember. I’d LOVE an AePete wedding, Ae was so whipped.

I haven’t finished GAP yet, so I don’t know if I throw SamMon in here. And let me dream that of all the fucking ridiculous couples of Only Friends, that YoPlug were the best and most communicative of the two minutes that we had them, and we need to see Jennie Panhan go down a motherfucking aisle. IN A GMMTV SHOW.

And my heart hurts a touch for the dudes that can’t get married, like PatPran (parents) and ThunMed (the legislation doesn’t cover ghosts).

Now to think about who would get divorced first…

#bad buddy #marriage equality #marriage equality thailand

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rheallsim · 3 years ago

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Hey, folks! I'm a simmer who loves me a well organized CAS/CC/mods folder, so I figured I'd share some resources to help you out in achieving such a thing yourself.

A well organized Mods folder as well as organized CC in-game IS possible! Click through the cut to read more!

Table of Contents:

Getting Started

Essential Programs

Essential Mods

Useful Programs and Utilities

Other Useful Things

A Word of Caution/Caveats

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Getting Started

1. @nynsimmer's Completely Empty Organized Mods Folder

When I first started getting serious about CC I went looking for something to help me get started, and I'm so happy I found this. It takes a lot of the effort out of figuring out these category trees yourself! It's not a mod, it's just a simple collection of empty folders to help you organize your CC more effectively. It comes in a couple different flavours based on what your CC-hoarding game is like, and of course, you can make any changes/edits to it you like. Use it as a starting point, then build your perfect Mods folder from there.

For those who are curious, here's how my Mods folder looks right now after using this to start:

I added a "Defaults and Overrides" folder to make those easier to find, and to separate them from non-default CC so I can more easily run batch fixes without harming my default files.

I have a lot of Gameplay mods; since many of them are script mods and can't be more than 1 subfolder deep in order to work, I organize them by creator to make it easier to keep track and update them. Any miscellaneous mods go in the "Gameplay/Build/CAS Mods" folders.

2. @sparrowcc's Tidy Details & Tattoos

Though recent game updates have made this not work so well for original Maxis items, it still works for CC items and makes it so much easier to figure which slots everything is listed under so you can more effectively make use of the various skin detail/tattoo/accessory categories. It adds an item thumbnail to the beginning of each Skin Detail/Tattoo category to tell you where that category begins, making the CC in that category appear after it; no more long list of thumbnails and having no idea which skin detail slot they're hiding under!

There are also versions available for accessories, occults/Get Famous, and acne, which could be useful depending on what EPs you have.

EDIT: There's also an updated version of this available from @yoruqueenofnightsims!

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Essential Programs

1. Sims4Studio (Windows Version | Mac Version)

Sims4Studio (S4S) is an essential program for any Sims 4 player who dabbles in CC, whether you're creating it from scratch or simply downloading and using other creator's CC in game. S4S allows you to make simple edits to fix problems or make your CC life easier, and comes with a TON of useful batchfixes to fix some of the more common problems that occur with CC. (The "Disallow CC for Random" batchfix is essential for me; I run it periodically to catch new CAS CC that isn't tagged properly.) The UI is pretty friendly, and it's fairly simple to get started.

You can find the official S4S Tutorial List here.

Some more tutorials to get you started:

How to Clean out CC with S4S by @srslysims

How to Run a BatchFix with S4S by @srslysims

How to Edit/Change Skin Detail Categories using S4S by me

How to Change the Sort Order of CC Eyecolours by @oydis

2. CmarNYC's S4 CASTools (Windows Only)

CASTools is another program you can use to make CC from scratch, and it comes with a lot of options to make that easier depending on what you want/need to do. It's a little more complicated and difficult to get the hang of, but once you do, it gives you a ton of control over your CC.

For example, you can easily hide an item from appearing in CAS by unchecking this box and saving the package:

Which is useful if you have some recolours/hairs that require a mesh to show up, but you'd rather the original mesh didn't appear in-game. (I have some Maxis Match texture edits of Alpha hairs that require the original meshes to work, and this way only the MM edits show in CAS, not the Alpha hairs.)

You can also easily use it to change the sort order of CC, changing where it appears relative to other items in the CAS categories in game. To do that, you just change the values of this option here:

(Changing the Sort Order in S4S is slightly more complicated, so I often use CASTools for this instead. It applies the sort order to all swatches of an item in one go, which saves a lot of time!)

CASTools is also required for the CAS Sort CC Alphabetically Utility I mention later, which has been an essential tool for me!

(I am not an expert on CASTools, so please don't ask me for help or support using this program! Please reference the original creator's page or search for tutorials to help you learn how to use it.)

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Essential Mods

1. @twistedmexi's Better Exceptions

I didn't know how badly I needed this until I found it. This mod does a LOT of things to help you keep a healthy Mods folder, such as letting you know when mod errors occur, and telling you about any issues such as duplicate CC or possibly outdated mods. Super useful, I recommend it to anyone who has a heavily modded game!

2. @twistedmexi's Better BuildBuy: Organized Debug

Super useful if you have a lot of BuildBuy CC, or if you do a bunch of building! Adds a bunch more filters to your BuildBuy menu so you can more easily find the CC you want, and also indexes and adds Debug items to your BuildMode catalog and makes them searchable/filterable. Read the mod's download page for more info.

3. @twistedmexi's Expandable BuildBuy Catalog

This is included in the Better BuildBuy mod, so don't download it if you decide to use Better BuildBuy. Otherwise, it's a simple mod that allows you to expand the size of the BuildBuy item picker window, letting you see a much larger number of items at a glance. Super useful if you have a lot of BB CC, or if you're an avid builder.

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Useful Programs and Utilities

[Note: All of these are Windows Only. Apologies, Mac users!]

1. NEW Jan/2022: GameTimeDev's Sims 4 Mod/CC Manager

A real game changer! GameTimeDev's mod manager allows you to easily visualize your mods folder by showing your package files with their in-game thumbnails to help you identify them, then gives you powerful tools to sort, add/delete, "load/unload", and filter to your heart's content. This is such a powerful program to help you organize your mods folder! The Sims 4 Community wrote a really great tutorial here to help you get started with the program if you need it. Just be sure to refer to the original download page on ModTheSims for updates and support.

2. Barteke22's Sort CC in CAS Alphabetically Utility

So you've downloaded a bunch of CC, and it's all working great, but your CAS categories are still a chaotic mess; hairs from different creators are all mixed together, and it's impossible to find that One Hair you're looking for in amongst all the others. How do you fix this horrible situation??

If you're me and this bothers you to no end, you end up spending hours changing the Sort Order for each piece of CC yourself by hand using CASTools. You put on a podcast, zone out, and start opening packages, changing numbers, and saving files. It takes forever, and you wonder if it's really worth it. 😵😩

Thankfully, Barteke22 came to my rescue with this amazing tool! It does pretty much exactly what I was doing by hand before, except it automates it, allowing me to eat lunch or play my Switch while it organizes all my CC exactly where I want them. It does make your computer unusable while it runs, but that's a small price to pay for the piece of mind of having a nicely organized CAS, imo.

You can go from this:

To this:

All your hairs sorted alphabetically and easy to find! What a relief!

(Please refer to the original download page for information on how to get this tool set up and for how to use it. You'll need to download AutoHotKey for it to work.)

Keep in mind: This tool doesn't read sub-folders, so you have to organize each sub-folder separately. It's a good idea to keep a .txt file around with info on what sort numbers you've used where, so you know what you're doing and don't accidentally reuse any.

Also: It WILL screw up Merged packages. Make sure you're only sorting individual packages with this tool, not merged ones (You can use S4S to merge/unmerge package files).

If you're still having trouble getting this utility to work, I wrote a long rambly thing about it here that might help you. I apologize for my deplorable lack of brevity. <3

3. Bulk Rename Utility

A small Windows utility program for bulk renaming files. Extremely useful if you have CC from a creator that doesn't put their username at the beginning of the filename, making it difficult to find their CC in your Mods folder when sorted alphabetically. I haven't used this much myself, but @ilovethesims2cc gives a quick overview of it here and how to use it to remove special characters from filenames.

4. S4Pavir by @margosims

Note: It's come to my attention that the current version of S4Pavir doesn't work and the creator has stopped developing it, so download and use it at your own risk. That being said, I'm keeping it on the list on the off chance someone picks it up and updates it someday; it could still be useful to the right person!

I haven't used this myself, since my CC has already been categorized in subfolders for a long while, but if you have a large, unorganized mods folder this may help you organize and make some sense of it. As I understand it, it checks each .package file to see what category the item is listed under in-game, then it can move them into subfolders based on that category. (Like I said, I haven't used this myself, so I can't help you make sense of it; please contact the original creator for support!)

5. Sims 4 Mod Assistant by EgorBlagov

A small program used to find duplicate packages and possible mod conflicts. Useful if you have a lot of CC and you know there are dupes in there, but you're intimidated by going through all your subfolders and finding them manually.

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Other Useful Things

1. More Columns in CAS by Weerbesu

This mod gives you more columns to work with in CAS, allowing you to see more items/CC at once! Comes in a few different flavours, use the one that works best with your screen resolution. (This mod regularly breaks with the bigger patch updates, so make sure you check to make sure it works with the patch version you're using.)

2. Various Maxis CAS Item Hiders

If you're serious with your CC and would rather not have the original Maxis items cluttering up your game (alpha players might appreciate this!), or you just want to hide some of them because they're not to your taste, there are some options available:

@starbearysims CAS Hiders (For everything up to Journey to Batuu/Nifty Knitting)

@plumbobsandcowplants CAS Hiders (For the Hair Swatch Update and more recent EPs/GPs/SPs/Kits)

MAC Cosmetics Hider

CAS Makeup Hider

Feb2021 Patch Custom Content Hider by @teekalu

3. @amicurl's Catalog Overhaul

Amicurl's been working tirelessly to reorganize and clean up the BuildBuy menus to make more sense. Check out the Introduction to the project to see if their mods are something you'd like. They also have a mod for hiding the pack icons on BuildBuy items, and a subtle CC wrench icon override.

4. @maxismatchccworld's, Well, Everything

@marvell-world at @maxismatchccworld has been tirelessly supporting the Sims 4 CC/modding community for years by sharing posts featuring Maxis Match CC for your perusal. It's extremely well organized and searchable, making it easy to find exactly the CC/Mods you're looking for. I highly recommend taking a look through their navigation categories to see if there's anything you're missing!

5. NEW Jan/2022: @xandezsims' Notes and Tips for Trans Sims

If you're annoyed at your CC not working properly on trans frames, take a look at this handy reference and consider updating the "restrict opposite gender/restrict opposite frame" flags yourself.@xandezsims worked so hard on this guide, and the information is so valuable to CC makers! Definitely worth bookmarking.

6. NEW Jan/2022: The Sims After Dark Team's DIY Troubleshooting Library

A great many very useful tutorials with step-by-step notes and useful reference images for doing a great many useful things in regards to your game and Mods folder. There are tutorials on how to 50/50 test your mods folder for broken CC, how to install mods in the first place, how to organize your mods folder, how to batch fix, and more.

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A Word of Caution/Caveats

As always when using mods and programs that edit files, always be prepared for mishaps and mistakes; keep backups of your CC and important game files before editing them if at all possible, and know that Mods/CC are not officially supported by EA/Maxis. You use them at your own risk.

I am not an expert in any of these programs, nor am I responsible for how they affect your game. Please contact the original creators for support and more information, and make sure they're all updated to the newest versions and working with your game patch version.

If you have other suggestions for useful tools/resources on how to keep an organized and healthy CC/mods folder, please reply/reblog and add them! What works for me won't work for everyone, and I'm sure there are tons of things out there I've missed!

Take care, and happy simming! <3

#TS4 #S4 #The Sims 4 #Sims 4 #TS4CC #S4CC #TS4 Mods #TS4 Master List #Long Post

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daltoneering · 2 years ago

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a few personal thoughts on this week's episode re: some of the discussion i've seen in the tag around pacing, tone and the tragic lack of vegaspete

we've been running at pretty high tension levels since mid-episode 4. ep 5 was ANGSTY (the angstiest ep yet, imo), and while 6 was obviously really lovely and romantic and tonally different, it still had a weight to it and high stakes that kept the pressure rising, not to mention the ending. last week's episode was probably one of the plottiest yet and certainly full of tension. if we think about the shape of the show, eps 1 - 3 were much more comedic and character-establishing, while 4 - 7 started tightening up those character narratives and pushing that tension higher and higher until we reached a climax at the end of ep 7 (literally, lol).

episode 8 is the lull after that tension has broken. it's the swell of water coming back down the beach after the wave has landed--coming back to the ocean where the tension will rise once again. from a storytelling perspective, it wouldn't make sense to continue increasing the pressure after that climax, not unless you want to exhaust and frustrate your audience. we needed this rest, not only because for once we finally get to see our couple actually spending time in love and enjoying each other rather than being rewarded for getting together with an instant new angsty plotline, but also because without it there's no contrast for that angsty plotline that is about to come. think about the shape of most films--halfway through there's a moment of minor conflict that the characters manage to overcome, propelling them into a sense of security and confidence, before it all goes terribly downhill and we don't know how we're going to get out. that place is where we are now. enjoy it while you can.

on tone--this show is first and foremost a comedy. yeah, it's a mafia drama and we crave the dark bits of it, but it made itself clear from the first episode that it's a comedy. after all that tension it was time to harken back to the lighter comedic tone of episodes 2 and 3. it is even sometimes unbelievable in its humour (kinn catching the dildo in his mouth), but it fits the tone of the episode, and feels very BL to me, in a wholly enjoyable way.

i don't think the vegaspete i want would have fit tonally into this episode. i am CRAVING them and FULLY UNHINGED about them and i need them NOW but also i have accepted that this was not their episode. when we do get their episode it's gonna be dark and fucked up and tense and delicious. i also think it's gonna happen fast--while kinnporsche have needed this space to let their characters breathe, i think the vegas and pete that this series is giving us are going to be on each other's level from the get go.

and a final note on what we didn't see--we didn't see vegas, gone silent after his plan was foiled by kinn. planning his next move, and i am ON MY GUARD because there's nowhere to go for him but up--to strike harder and hotter. and also, we didn't see any verbal confirmation of affection from kinn--it's pretty clear that he does love porsche, in his actions and touches and RADIANCE, but interesting that he's holding himself back, especially as we're about to embark on the tawan arc.

#kinnporsche #kinnporsche episode 8 #not really meta more just thoughts #and speculation #don't get me wrong i am DESPERATE for vegaspete but i also trust the writers #kp*

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snickerdoodlles · 3 years ago

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grasshoppers and elephants - pt.1

welcome to pt.1 of my silliest fic for this fandom yet. the premise: Pat & Pran’s friends find out about their relationship. and instead of interrupting PatPran’s honeymoon with their egos, they deal with their bullshit on their own time and decide to become the world’s best worst wingmen. many shenanigans ensue.

i actually started writing this after ep4, and somehow its still growing. was hoping to post the full thing in one go, but i’m going to need the strength for ep 8-12 so! here’s the first ~3.5k, where Korn, Chang, and Mo find out and realize they’re going to have to make the ultimate sacrifice: they’re going to have to befriend the architecture gang. Pat better appreciate them for this

story title comes from the thai idiom “riding an elephant to catch a grasshopper,” which refers to when someone puts a whole lot of effort into something for minimal return.

hope u enjoy!! ♥

(:( ):)

Korn, Chang, and Mo are on the other side of the city on a hunt. Officially, they’re looking for some curry house with supposedly legendary dumplings. In truth, Mo had been invited by his new hot date and her boyfriend, and Chang and Korn are tagging along to either be his wingmen or his embarrassments, depending on which is funnier. It’s the setup to a promising night.

If only they could find the place.

“Are you sure she gave you the right address?” Korn complains.

“Tao wouldn’t lie,” Mo protests, reentering the address into his phone for the nth time. He holds it up above his head with a pout, looking like a dumb kitten in the rain as he waits for maps to fail to load because the signal is crap in this part of town. “She and her boyfriend were really into me.”

Chang hums, judgemental as hell, and Mo smacks him without looking away from his phone. “I’d believe you an hour ago, but now my feet are tired.”

Mo pouts at his phone, fingers flying. “So much for the world’s best wingmen,” he mutters.

“We also promised to be embarrassments if it was funnier,” Korn reminds him. Mo doesn’t react, and Korn and Chang exchange sympathetic grimaces behind Mo’s back.

“I can feel your pity and I hate you both.”

Korn rolls his eyes and dodges Mo’s swipe at him. “Can’t you just call Mae for tonight or something? A wiseman says it’s better to have the bird in hand than two in the bushes.”

Mo actually raises his head to glare at him for that. “It’s not about that. And don’t steal my shtick when I’m down.”

Korn traps him in a headlock, attracting many a strange look as Mo spits curses at him. “But you’re feeling better now, hmm?”

“No, you asshole--”

Chang snickers and rubs Mo’s head, hard enough to hurt, completely ruining Mo’s coiffed date hair. Mo yells and twists and slaps Korn’s sides until he lets go, laughing the whole time. “I hate you both,” Mo mutters as he tries to fix his hair, but he can’t fully hide the smile pulling at his lips.

Korn just grins. “Just text them so you can meet up another day and we can go back. I’m tired and we don’t have any friends on this side of town.”

“Maybe you don’t,” Mo mutters, still fixing his hair, but he pulls out his phone to text the couple and that’s good enough for Korn. Chang’s already pulling up directions back home. “Do we want to go to one of the usual spots, or just call it a night?”

Korn wrinkles his nose--his feet are sore because he wore his fashionable sandals with negative three millimeters of padding like an idiot, and he had mostly come out tonight for Mo--but then he perks up with a second wind. “Hey, do you think Pat will be done with that thing by now?”

Chang and Mo both brighten as well. Pat had begged off tonight, citing that that architecture president is on his ass for something to do with that play he’s in and he’d be too tired to go across town tonight. But if they’re making new plans… “I’ll text him now!”

They slowly migrate to the street corner, waiting for the maps to load on Chang’s phone. Korn idly scans the streets as he waits for Pat’s reply, eyes sliding over the many neon store signs, bougie vintage cars clogging the streets, Pat loitering outside a convenience store--

Korn whips around so fast he gives himself whiplash. “Pat!”

“Eh?!”

Chang flops against Korn’s shoulder, head cocked in confusion. “What’s he doing way out here?”

Korn shrugs. “What are any of us doing out here?” Mo pouts at him and Korn waves him off with a scoff, he didn’t mean it like that. “Who cares! He’s here and the night’s still young.”

Chang doesn’t join in his enthusiasm, still frowning. “Could he be out here with Pran for…something about the play?” he asks, even though he sounds doubtful.

Korn clicks his tongue and tries to drag them both down the street. “Then all the more reason to join him, he probably needs a rescue!” And yep, sure enough, Pran walks out of the store and holds out an ice cream to Pat. “See, we should--” Pat thanks Pran with a kiss, and Korn’s brain abruptly screeches to a halt.

A phone clatters to the ground somewhere beside him, but Korn’s still trying to get his brain back online as he watches Pran shove Pat away with a laugh, only to tuck himself under Pat’s arm and kiss Pat’s cheek. Mo sags against him in shock as Pat peppers Pran’s cheek in kisses, and Korn’s own knees wobble dangerously.

What. The. Fuck.

“Did… did we just…” Hallucinate? Step into an alternative universe? Mistake some random stranger for our best friend kissing another guy that looks like the class president of our rival faculty? Korn’s brain stutters again and he sways to the side, off-kilter.

Korn’s phone dings loudly, making all three of them startle and nearly knock each other down like dominos. Mo and Chang press against his shoulders and they all watch together as Korn unlocks his screen with stiff fingers and Pat’s message loads.

nah, not tonight. im tired, im just gonna go to bed when im done with pran

A second message pops up under it. u guys have fun tho! film the stupid shit for me, it says cheerfully.

“Did. Did he just--”

“Damn, get it Pat,” Chang murmurs, a little dumbstruck but also a little awestruck, and Korn’s own shock melts away enough for him to realize how pissed he is.

“He’s blowing us off for architecture?!” Korn demands, glaring down the street with half a mind to go march up to Pat and demand some answers. But Pat and Pran are long gone, and Chang gets his arm around his neck before he can try to track their steps. “What the hell, Chang!”

Chang frowns at him, lazy blinks slow with confusion. “What’s the matter with you?”

Korn gapes at him, not even knowing where to begin. “Uh, he’s lying to us?!”

Mo takes Korn’s phone, frowning down at it and scratching behind his ear. “Did he?”

And, well, no. Pat didn’t. Everything he said could very much be the truth.

Korn’s still pissed.

“But he-- They--!”

“I need a drink,” Chang announces abruptly. Korn’s friend is a genius.

“Yes, then we can figure out what the hell just happened.”

Chang just grunts and, arm still around Korn’s neck, drags him off in the opposite direction of where Pat and Pran disappeared and into the first bar they stumble upon, Mo trailing behind them in a daze the whole way. Chang drops him in a seat and gets the three of them the bar’s cheapest beer and the measly bowl of free nuts. The beer tastes like watered down slop, but Korn can’t even seem to mind as his brain slowly processes what they’d just learned. Mo stares into the weak foam of his beer, unseeing as his brain works at a million miles an hour. Chang just munches on the free nuts with a frown. Korn doesn’t even call him out for being a hoarder this time, still stuck on their newfound revelation.

“Pat’s dating Pran,” Korn finally says. He’s still not completely processing it. Seriously, Pran? Ultra serious, uptight, kind of a bitch, leader of their rival faculty, Pran?

“We don’t know that he’s dating him,” Mo says hesitantly. Irritation flares in him, even if Korn knows this is just Mo’s thought process, exhausting every detail until he can see the full picture.

“Pat doesn’t do casual,” Korn retorts. Pat’s a flirt, and he certainly thinks of himself as a playboy, but the idiot doesn’t know the meaning of half-hearted. Korn once watched him pay for and attend six weeks of knitting classes just because a girl he had flirted with made an offhand comment about loving knitted scarfs. Nevermind that it’s always more humid than hell and never drops below 22 degrees around here, Korn still has at least one lumpy scarf and a tangled mess of yarn Pat had claimed was a mitten from that.

Mo trails his finger around the rim of his glass, brow wrinkled in thought. “But Pat’s not the sort to secretly date someone.”

And isn’t that just the thing? Because Pat doesn’t keep secrets. He wears his heart on his sleeve and broadcasts what he thinks to the world. It’s part of why they’re friends in the first place. Korn shifts, gut twisting unpleasantly. Probably the shitty beer. He takes another sip, grimacing at the taste.

“Pran’s not even his type,” Korn mutters, even though that’s really, really not the fucking point.

Chang scoffs, angry, and Korn realizes he’s been weirdly silent this whole time. “What?”

Chang doesn’t respond, lips curled in a scowl. Mo scoots his chair back a hair, eyes wide and shoulders tense as he looks between Chang and Korn warily. Korn stomps down the urge to fidget. “What.”

A muscle in Chang’s jaw flexes as he chews over his words--probably waiting for Korn to move the conversation along like usual, until whatever he’s thinking about is irrelevant and he can rejoin with a witty one-liner. But irritation burns in Korn’s blood, making him shifty and snappish, and the thought of another friend holding back on him is abruptly worse than any trepidation over what has Chang in a fit.

“What.”

Chang glares at the table, hand curled into a tight fist. “Pat doesn’t have to tell us shit.”

Silence rings around them.

“...Huh?”

That tight muscle in Chang’s jaw flexes again. “Pat,” Chang enunciates slowly, as thought Korn’s fucking three, “doesn’t have to tell us shit. You’re not his mother.”

Silence stretches between them, strained and tense. Mo’s chair squeaks as he shifts, palms raised placatingly. “Uh. Guys?”

Korn’s eyes narrow in a glare. “He’s dating Pran.”

Chang glares back at him, meeting his eyes for the first time since they saw Pat. He clears his throat deliberately. “So.”

“Guys--”

“No,” Korn says, leaning forward. His head buzzes like a whirlwind. “I wanna hear what this guy has to say.” He sneers at Chang’s glare. “Who’s side are you even on?”

Chang slams his hands on the table, halfway out of his seat, sending Mo scrambling back with a yelp, even throwing Korn off-kilter as his usually laid back friend glares at him with the air of a thunderstorm.

“What sides?” Chang spits, low and furious. “Pat’s our friend.”

Korn scoffs. “And he’s keeping secrets from all of us,” he snaps back. Korn raises his eyebrows, mind spinning in a new direction. “Unless--”

“Korn, for once in your life, shut up before you make shit worse,” Chang says, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Obviously Pat didn’t tell me, how could he have told any of us?!” Korn slumps back, stunned, but Chang barrels on. “You really think he could tell us he liked Pran without us overreacting? Without us telling him he’s an idiot, that there’s no way the guy’s his type, or even just trust us not to go too far taunting Pran like dickheads?”

“So what,” Korn sputters, trying to find his footing, “you don’t care he’d never tell us?”

Chang’s face falls, looking so disgustingly disappointed that Korn’s protests die in a lump in his throat. His jaw flexes again, before the fight abruptly drains from him and he just looks irritated. “Pat is my friend,” he says, in a voice strangely grave and final, “Fuck off until you feel like being one.”

“I--”

But it’s too late, Chang storms out without a backwards glance. Mo, still wide-eyed and strung tighter than a wire, gives Korn a wary glance as he stiffly rises to his feet. “I’m-- I’m gonna go check on him,” he says quickly, and then he’s gone too, Korn left alone and gawking at three empty seats.

A soft but pointed cough beside him breaks him out of his stupor. Korn shakes himself out of it and stares dumbly up at the server looming over him with a strained service smile.

“You haven’t paid for those drinks yet.”

“...Eh?” Korn blinks at the abandoned beers blankly, still trying to process whatever the hell just happened, until the server starts tutting pointedly.

Korn shakes his head, irritated. “Assholes,” he mutters as he slaps some bills on the table and leaves. He ignores the server protesting he’s overpaid, stumbling out onto the bright street and taking deep breaths of the muggy, oil sharp smells of the city. He closes his eyes for a moment, the city too loud for his crowded thoughts, then picks a direction and starts stumbling home.

(:( ):)

Korn finds Chang and Mo during lunch the next day. They’re huddled over a secluded courtyard table and their hushed conversation dies as soon as Korn’s in earshot. Korn sits at the table, ignoring Chang��s pointed stare and Mo’s anxious fidgeting.

Korn eyes the empty space next to him. “Is Pat joining us for lunch?”

Chang and Mo share a look. Korn resists the urge to make a face. “He said he had to go check the rehearsal schedule and he’d catch up later.”

Yeah, sure. Cause that couldn’t have been an email.

Chang raises an eyebrow in a challenge. Korn ignores it. “So,” he says to the tense silence, not nervous, “How do we get Pat to tell us?”

Chang narrows his eyes. “Korn--” he warns.

Korn tugs his ear, irritated. “That’s not what I meant!”

He fidgets under Chang’s scrutiny. Mo’s no help, determinedly staring at the table top with his straw in his mouth, even though he’s too nervous to drink anything. Korn starts to tense after a minute of this—it had been a long walk home last night, and Korn’s still too worn from it to deal with any interrogations, especially when he’s still a jumbled mess of feelings over this mess. But then Chang suddenly relaxes and nods his forgiveness. Mo sighs loudly, which Korn kind of wants to scowl at but is mostly just relieved.

“That’s what we were just talking about,” Mo says in a rush, leaning forward eagerly.

Korn raises his eyebrows, impressed. “You already have a plan?”

“Eh?” Chang grimaces and waggles his hand. “More of an idea than a plan. The biggest thing is we’re gonna have to be friends with architecture.”

Korn blinks at him, stone-faced.

Mo looks at Chang nervously before gently shaking Korn’s shoulder. “What?” he asks, too nervous to be casual, “It’s not like you’ll miss the bruises.”

Korn punched his brow. “No, not that. Just. Trying to picture how we’d do that.”

Chang and Mo sigh and Korn makes a face at both of them. He’s not that bad. “Yeah, we’re stuck on that too,” Chang says glumly.

Mo grimaces, pointedly not looking at either of them. “We should probably start with an apology.”

Korn scoffs, earning warning looks from both of them. “No, seriously,” he says to Chang’s frown, “How would we react if they just came up to us one day and apologized out of the blue?”

Chang grimaces. “...We’d think it was a setup. Or just start throwing punches”

Mo puts his hands in prayer against his face and takes a few deep breaths. Chang’s head falls onto the table with a loud thump like the drama queen he is.

“New plan, we just ply Pat with beer and reassurances until he cracks,” Chang says into the wood, making Korn snort in disgust. Oh sure, when he suggests something like that…

Mo smacks Chang upside the head. Korn massages his brow as though that might help the growing headache. “How the fuck are we going to keep those assholes from picking fights?”

“Well, for starters, you’re going to have to ignore Wai,” Mo says wryly.

“But--!”

“I will start quoting wisemen,” Mo threatens. Korn shuts his mouth. “You two are like oil and fire. Just ignore him, walk away when you need to, and that’ll stop half the fights.” Mo falters under Korn’s glare. “...forty percent?” he offers generously.

Chang snorts and mutters something undoubtedly rude. And they’re probably right, as annoying as that is. It’s just that Wai is so...Wai. He’ll stand in Korn’s general vicinity and half the time Korn will think, That face needs a punch, and next thing you know, they’re both on the ground screaming. And if Wai’s temper is anything to go by, the feeling is mutual.

“What if he insults me?” Korn protests halfheartedly.

“Suck it up,” the two say simultaneously, entirely unsympathetic.

Korn clicks his tongue in disgust. Pat better appreciate this.

Chang huffs, ruffling his bangs, and muses, “We’d be better off if we were in smaller groups. We’re less likely to fight if there’s fewer of us.”

Korn opens his mouth.

“We just said we’d keep you and Wai separate.”

Korn closes his mouth.

Mo drums his fingers as he thinks. “We’re going to need an excuse to find time to befriend architecture. Showing up at their faculty’s just going to lead to blood.”

The three of them grimace at each other. “…We could destroy another bus stop?” Korn suggests after a minute of crickets.

“Do you have something against Professor Pichai?”

“Yeah, it’d probably ruin Pat’s confidence in us,” Korn agrees glumly.

“Again, do you have something against Professor Pichai?”

Mo slumps in his seat. “Well, I have no idea where to start. Not unless you picked up hypnotism in class.”

“You’ve clearly never sat through one of Dr. Pom’s lectures,” Korn mutters, getting a sharp kick from Chang for insulting his favorite professor. Korn ignores him, fingers drumming the table.

Chang frowns, chin still on the table. “...We are on the rugby team with Wai.”

Korn’s fingers come to a stop. He breathes out slowly, tight with nerves. “We just said--”

“He’s on scholarship,” Mo says abruptly. “I overheard him talking to Pran. He’s not going to start a fight if we’re doing something with the team.”

Korn seriously doubts Wai would remember or even give a shit if he’s pissed off enough, but that’s not even the big problem with that plan.

“He’s not going to like us cornering him,” Korn points out, clicking his tongue dismissively.

“...Unless,” Chang muses, straightening up with a dangerously thoughtful look.

“You’re scheming and I don’t like it,” Korn says flatly.

“You love my schemes,” Chang retorts. “We--”

“No, stop, I have a headache just thinking about it.” Chang pouts and Korn rubs his head wearily. Chang’s schemes work out more often than not, he just has a terrible penchant for mischief and no reasonable grasp on collateral damage. Last time Chang had looked at him like that, Korn had been trapped in the shopping mall overnight with a dead phone and a single stick of gum. His mother still brings up the incident any time he misses a visit home.

Not that the consequences have ever deterred Chang before, Korn thinks sourly as Chang’s pout goes slack and his eyes sparkle with ideas.

“But maybe if we-- Ohh we could-- Hmm…”

Korn buries his face in his hands. “Please. Please shut up.”

Chang opens his mouth.

“I’ll go along with your scheme, just text me the details after you’ve made your plans.”

Chang shuts his mouth, eyes sparkling devilishly. Korn hates him so much.

“I want to know Chang’s schemes,” Mo announces, because all of Korn’s friends are assholes. He sobers and adds, “I still don’t know how we’re going to make friends with the others though. Louis is just as bad as Wai.”

Chang rubs his hands together gleefully, but Korn holds up a hand before he can say shit and make his headache worse. “Just focus on Wai first, worry about the rest after. There won’t be any point in making a bunch of plans those assholes could ruin anyways.”

“Ah-ah!” Chang scolds, wagging his finger like Korn’s mother. “We won’t make new friends if you go around calling them assholes behind their backs.”

“Yeah,” Mo adds, sounding like his grandpa on a tear, “Wait ‘til we’re friends so you can insult them to their face..”

“Ayyy, up top!” Chang and Mo high five, grinning like idiots.

“Ugh.”

(:( ):)

#bad buddy #grasshoppers and elephants #cookie's writing #this is grossly unedited since i haven't touched it for like two weeks but!!! no time!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA #i have so much of the ending written but i still have to write like....the middle.......ughhhhhhhhh #tfw u wanna post smth as a oneshot except even its excerpts are longer than 85% of your profile orz #im so anxious and nervous for canon #im not rly expecting canon to be able to put patpran in the background on this but like......#i dont want them to have to deal with their friends egos either......#i trust in bad buddy canon but i still be N E R V O U S #anyways ending op sequence pic is SquadGoalsTM pls take me there bye

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1ddiscourseoftheday · 3 years ago

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Fri 28 May ‘21

Zayn’s rap EP??? Dropped yesterday???!? “Breaking my silence” says Zayn on Yellow Metal- Cathartic (Zayn is Yellow Metal here) and he DOES in 24 minutes of political, personal, complex and lyrically dense rap zoems! It was leaked/dropped whatever you wanna call it by being posted to Z’s cousin’s account (like the cover the other day); but clearly Zayn is behind these drops and that’s what matters, he is releasing this stuff in a way that will get to the fans but not inspire the media uproar (or contract issues) that posting to his own accounts would. As he says “don’t say I can’t communicate, you know I conversate with you in several different ways”, plus “I’ve had enough of being my own enemy, come a long way since 17, I have a few things to say when I get up on a microphone, I didn’t give up on fame I need this time like therapy it’s just to keep me sane… and to be honest it’s offensive, offensive to my still open wounds, trying to ask me questions they know they don’t have I ever replied, I prefer to sit down be online and respond to fanart,” I LOVE THAT. And the political content?! “What a family needs, and the planet bleeds, the damaged trees, it's never leaving to a real sense so FUCK THE FEDS” (or fuck the fence, not clear, either way, YES ZAYN!), “the snake that’s called Biden, none of them abiding by what they put in writing we should be used to it by now say whatever for the vote and then just chose another route say they’ll never kill another unless that brother’s skin is brown” and “been facing the racists back when I was a kid...kicked me out of the schools, they had a problem with me and the kids that would call me paki still sit in the classroom chilling, and now that I’m older I see they treat us different, got me thinking I was the problem cuz they never dealt with those issues, 20 years later I’m still in the same boat, tryna treat me like my grandpa, say I came up off the boat, came to tell you what I stand for, man I think this shit’s a joke. How can I be civil, when they got me by the throat, ‘Boy your skin is so light’, ok motherfucker take my name up on a flight, try to convince immigration that your bloodline’s half white, my name ain’t on the list unless they label it ethnic.” HELL YEAH ZAYN. PLUS: “never lose me to fentanyl, scared when I take a benadryl,” not gonna lie I LOVE to see this GOOD good good, "just became a dad so now I’m taking all the checks" HA yes get it, "trying to be a better person than the world deserves to see," and, “with a cigarette, sun coming up, write my thoughts on the internet, feeling deep, I'm just bored with the silhouette, get fucked up for the thrill of it,” “I’m just here for the rap then I’m leaving.” AND SO MUCH MORE all in Zayn’s excellent voice and accent, a GIFT that’ll take much more than a day to really unpack and appreciate!

And happy 28th, Louis is writing music! Looks like he is working with producer team Rick Parkhouse and George Tizzard in London (they call themselves Red Triangle Productions and put out music as SuperHi)- they posted a studio picture and tagged Louis. He’s just visible in the booth, singing. Also present- writer/ musician, Paul Whalley and songwriter Robert Harvey (The Music, The Streets) who were both posted and tagged Louis in as well. Louis followed Harvey. Hell yeah, what a line up! Not only that, Jamie Hartman answered a ProjectKMM participant’s question about other songs with Louis-- are they still working on new stuff? He says “I’m sure Louis has been working on new songs with lots of people!” [as we see, yes] “But yes we have done some too- who knows what will make the next album but he’s a top man and I would always write and hang w LT.”

Harry won Best Lyrics for Adore You at the iHeart Awards and Best Cover Song for Juice but failed to take the Artist of the Year or Song of the Year Categories, but more exciting than that- he’s listed as the Director of a new cosmetics and perfume company!!! People have been speculated about him doing something with Gucci Beauty for a long time now (he’s been noted to use their cosmetics, and definitely models their nail polish), and he has of course done perfume ads for them- there’s speculation that this could be for something with them, or it could just be a new thing of his very own. Well the Harry Styles palette would be a damn hit and we all know it, bring it on!

Anne Marie’s Big Weekend performance aired today and yes! She did Our Song with Niall! It’s the performance they recorded last week or so that we saw the pics from, yay first time getting to see them play it, but it was very quickly followed by the next time as their Jonathan Ross show performance also aired! And in case you’re sad about Niall’s previous promo buddies being replaced, there’s no need for that, he’s only adding to the pack; he tweeted Julia Michaels just today, “love ya hules” AWWW. He posted a bunch of cute OS video bts pics too, followed Oprah Winfrey and said he’d like to go to space and that he “would have liked to have been” a godfather to a 1D boy’s baby but “maybe the next one.”

Meanwhile Liam is looking at the fanart submissions he asked for- he retweeted a terrific drawing of himself laughing and said “this is amazing!” and liked a couple of other art posts. Feels like it’s about time for a monthly Liam catch up video, perhaps? Something else to look forward to!

#zayn #yellow metal #louis tomlinson #harry styles #femme harry rise!!#liam payne #anne marie #28 may 21 #ZAYNN!!!! from least likely to spill the dirt to just DOING IT just like that #LOVE HIM #appreciate him and his relationship with the fans so much

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aeonmagnus · 3 years ago

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Happy 20th Anniversary Robots In Disguise!

This year, and today in particular, marks the 20-year anniversary of Transformers Robots in Disguise airing in the United States. This was the official English language dub of the Japanese show Transformers Car Robots, which aired in Japan the year before. This show and it’s accompanying toy line were a big shift in the Transformers brand and affected how things moved forward in the new millennium. It was also a big influence on me and this website in it’s early years, so both the brand and TFW2005 may not be what it is today without it.

We hope you will read on after the break to check out our celebration of Robots in Disguise on it’s 20th!

Intro

The following is not a comprehensive article on the show proper, but rather a trip down memory lane from my personal perspective. It was a period of change in my life, in the fandom, in the brand, and in the world – all happening at once. Robots in Disguise was smack dab in the middle of it all and I think that’s why it still resonates with me all these years later. For a deeper dive into the world of Robots In Disguise you can check RIDForever.info, a site I maintain just about RID and Car Robots. The 2021 updates are here, and the 2017 round of updates are here. I’d also suggest checking the TFWe issue all about RID over on the 2005 Boards. Now, onto today’s festivities…

The Show

RID, and yes I say RID as if it is the only RID. If you must reference that other RID show and it’s off-shoots, refer to it as RID 201x, thanks. 😊 RID aired during the Fox Kids programming block on a Saturday morning, with additional episodes set to air each weekday during the afternoon hours. Instead of stretching the show out over the course of 30+ weeks with only a new ep each weekend, they were going to blaze through it non-stop. By the end of the first week, we would have been 7 eps in. That however hit a big roadblock due to 9/11 just three days later. While some local markets did air the episodes, many larger city networks, and especially east coast markets, stuck with news coverage. Many of us did not catch the early episodes on TV the first go around. In addition, several of the episodes got pulled from TV due to depictions of buildings being destroyed and other similar visuals which understandably could upset children that just experienced 9/11. So right off the bat, the new millennium and new era of Transformers were dealing with a new reality.

The show, for those that don’t know – was a weird one-off in Transformers history. We had G1 and then the G2 remixes for a bit. Beast Wars came on the scene and ran all the way through 2000 with it’s successor – Beast Machines. During the Beast Wars era – Japan did a couple of their own Beast Wars shows, non-CGI extensions of what we saw in the US. Their market wasn’t quite ready for full CGI so they stuck with traditional anime. When Hasbro decided to continue Beast Wars into Beast Machines, Takara went a completely different way – a traditional animated show which brought back Autobots and “Decepticons”, mixing them in with the beasts. They focused the toys on a couple new and complex molds, then filled the rest of the line with repaints of previous toys. Old 2nd tier Beast Wars toys, G2 Laser Prime, and even some Generation 1 molds in the form of the Combaticons got new life as new characters in this show, capped with the biggest TF of them all at the time – a repainted G1 Fortress Maximus, now Brave Maximus. It was the prototype for what the Transformers brand did for years to come – repainting old toys into new characters. Universe, Classics, Botcon, and even some Generations runs used this method to give us some great toys in the 00s.

While there is a very complicated and long explanation for how every single Japanese show is one continuity, to someone casually starting with Car Robots it was a refresh, a new story, a new arrival on Earth. The Autobots vs the Predacons, and eventually the Combatrons/Decepticons. It was a hard cut from the last 5 years or so of CGI Beasts. Hand drawn traditional animation featuring vehicle Transformers. It wasn’t G1, but many of the folks who grew up with G1 were just getting out of college around this time. They were rediscovering their childhood love of Transformers through Beast Wars, flea market finds, raids on their parents’ attics and basements, and for the internet savvy – imports of Japanese reissues from Takara. It was a perfect storm of nostalgia; a return to Autobots and Decepticons was welcomed by kids and adults alike.

RID and TFW2005

In the years leading up to Car Robots, I was just getting into the internet, coding, design, some digital music, and all the possibility that came with it. Beast Wars, especially when it hit Season 2/3 and the inclusion of G1 lore, really got me focusing on Transformers again as a hobby. I eventually combined the two newfound hobbies into one and Transformer World 2005 was born. At no point did I ever think it would last 20+ years and take over my life in the way it did. I started the full version of TFW2005 around April 2000, with some starts and stops before that. That was right around when Car Robots started airing in Japan. Through the magic of 56k internet, I was able to connect with folks in Japan and get them to send me VHS tapes of Car Robots. Really nice, high-quality tapes too, I still have them hehe. To the younglings reading – try to picture this: no youtube, no video sharing. The concept of streaming anything did not exist yet. Napster and the eventual peer to peer stuff hadn’t fully kicked off. Plus, we were all viewing the internet on giant computers in our rooms at the speed of 1x on your phone. Less than 1 bar 3G mobile speeds today.

Yes, someone recorded episodes from TV to video tape over there, did that a couple weeks at a time, then physically mailed them across the world to me, who then got them on the internet. Can you imagine waiting weeks to watch an episode of TV the size of a twitter profile avatar? Crazy. Uploading a full episode to the internet was a big pain in the ass, not easily done. I decided to get a converter that allowed me to plug my VCR into the computer and encode the tape into digital format. From there, it was reduced using Microsoft’s WMV technology so that the episodes were about 5 MB each. 30 minute episodes at 5MB each. Dimensions – 176 x 144 pixels. 4k video today – 3840 x 2160 pixels. You can imagine that video looked like crap. But we didn’t care – we were blown away. Old school animation, vehicles, some cool Japanese anime vibes, it was what we as G1 fans kinda had in the back of our heads on what Transformers should be in a new era, and we were seeing it. Most of us had no clue what they were saying or what was going on. Also didn’t care. I still to this day think CR/RID is better like that.

So one of the first things TFW2005 did on the internet was provide these super small windows into Car Robots and what was going on in Japan. It helped get US fans hyped up for what Transformers could be. It got us wanting the toys, and importers bringing the Takara toy line over were moving serious product. It helped swing Hasbro, who was planning to return to Autobots and Decepticons again down the road, to move that schedule up. Instead of running Beast Machines until 2002 and then starting what we now know as the Unicron Trilogy, it was cut short. Robots in Disguise as a toy line and show came over in 2001, ran fast and hard for a year with non stop releases, got extended because it did so well, and then faded into the Universe line of repaints. The new millennium of Transformers was here and Robot In Disguise kicked it off with a bang.

Wrap Up

As we all continue with collecting Transformers now, regardless if you tagged into the fandom during G1, Beasties, the Unicron Trilogy, the Movies, or just yesterday – let’s take the time to give Car Robots and RID some props! It set the tone for what the new millennium of the brand would be. It gave us some toys ahead of their time. It solidified the repaint as an accepted thing in the hobby. And it gave us one crazy 39 episode run of TV that’s still a fun ride 20 years later.

For those that would like to learn more about RID and Car Robots – I still maintain a Robots in Disguise website that archives everything I have or came across. There is a lot there if you want to go on a tour of all the awesome Car Robots and Robots In Disguise era stuff. Check it out at RIDFOREVER.INFO! FIYAH!

Let us know what you think and remember from the good old days of RID on the 2005 Boards here!

Epilogue

If someone over there at Hasbro is reading – can someone please figure out who owns the rights to the show in the US market and then get it out on DVD in full, finally? Work all that funky licensing stuff out (if there is any) and get it done. The US has never had access to it via an official release. Maybe get it up on YouTube like G1? Something. Announcing plans for that before the end of 2021 would be a nice 20th anniversary tribute.

#Transformers #Transformers: Robots in Disguise #20th Anniversary #Robots in Disguise #Optimus Prime #Megatron #Car Robots #Transformers: Car Robots

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idontblushsrry · 4 years ago

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Itadori Yuuji Boyfriend Headcanons

A/N: Reader is from America and a black female. Idk why i decided to write this but I think that Yuuji would be a fun boyfriend lmao. I don’t entirely know what the reader’s cursed technique should be so lmk if you have any ideas. Until then enjoy Yuuji and reader being 2 idiots in love. Spoilers for all the eps of jujutsu kaisen up to about episode 11, nothing past that though as I want to finish the show first before reading the manga, so please be respectful of spoilers and label them (and tag if necessary) in the comments. Also srry if this cuts off abruptly bcus of the point the show is at. This is also like, all over the place but whatever.

(also sorry this was posted later than usual oops)

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This dork-

He is so sweet and kind and considerate

But also a dumbass but also like he’s your dumbass

You and Yuuji are both equally stupid like bless yalls hearts

You and Yuuji met during his time at the Tokyo Academy when you transferred from America

The moment this man saw you walk up with Gojo-sensei he was smitten

Like your skin was glowing??? how???

And you had a slight accent but like he loved it too

And when you came up to greet him and shake hands you smelled so good and your skin was so soft

((He would later come to find out that the root of that was the shea cocoa butter lotion you used))

But yea mans was smitten and he is fully in love with you lmao

Will do literally anything you ask

You hungry? He’s prepared a 5 course, michelin star meal

Want new clothes? He’s been training for the day he could hold your bags for you

Ran out of hair products?? He’s already back with a special box of your products that he had imported from America

To this day you don’t know how he was able to get those products so quickly

He is loves when you tell him things about you from your day, to your times in america, to how your cursed energy works

Yall are the couple that does stupid shit together

Like one time you showed Yuuji one of those life hack videos and he was like

“We should totally do that”

And you were like “Bet”

Needless to say Fushiguro was very confused at the sight of bandaids on both of your fingers the next morning

“???What happened?”

“Well you see, I told Yuuji that I should use the glue gun because he didn’t even know where to put the glue stick. And he said nah, I got it and um yea so I fell and the glue gun was plugged in and then he tripped over me and so now we look like this.”

Gojo and Kugisaki thought that this was hilarious while Fushiguro decided that he’d store your guys’ glue gun in his shadows from now on

How yall manage to get through missions you go on together alive is a miracle

Speaking of missions, you eventually ask Yuuji what’s his deal because you feel a powerful aura coming from him but he never uses cursed energy, always cursed weapons

Cue Sukuna’s mouth popping up on the side of his face like “Hey mamas”

(You can’t tell me that Sukuna isn’t the type of guy to ask where his hug at)

“YUUJI WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?!”

“Oh, I guess you haven’t met Sukuna yet, huh?”

So he sits you down and explains how he ate Sukuna’s finger and you're sitting there like ‘mhm mhm mhm, sorry you what?’

For like 3 days after he told you that you couldn’t bring yourself to kiss him just because you were processing the fact that Yuuji ate someone’s nasty old ass finger and would have to eat 19 more

And the fact that he’s the vessel of like the worst curse known to man

During those 3 days, Yuuji’s pouting because he’s like ‘I fucked up, now she doesn’t wanna kiss me let alone talk to me because of this monster inside of me :(’

Meanwhile you’re just like ‘why would anyone eat some random mummified finger?’

Eventually you get wind of Yuuji’s bad mood and immediately, you rush to smooth things over with him.

You knock on his door and hear blankets rustling before he goes, “I’m not in the mood to play fight right now Kugisaki’

“Can I come in baby?”

You immediately hear the most comical almost cartoonish amount of noise ranging from a cup falling over, sheets falling off the bed, and what sounds like Yuuji falling flat on his ass before he opens the door

When he does, you’re laughing and it’s like the sky is no longer grey and the world is filled with color

You smile at each other before your moment is interrupted with Sukuna going “Finally, full offense, his whining was getting annoying”

You step inside his room and apologize for ignoring him, explaining that you just needed time to process things, explaining that you should’ve told him that before dipping

He just grabbed you in a bear hug and lifted you of the ground and spinning you around laughing happily, after all he wasn’t even upset with you, he just missed you

And thus begins the honeymoon phase of your guys’ relationship

Fushiguro is actually really happy for you guys and is the most supportive of your relationship but if anyone asked him to admit that out loud he’d actually apparate to the nearest marooned ship

Nobura doesn’t hate you guys but she thinks all couples are disgusting, so while it’s nothing personal, she does gag when you and Yuuji do so much as make goo goo eyes at each other

Gojo is actually like the main cheerleader of your relationship.

He is the teacher that changes the seating chart to put students he ships together

He was always pairing you and Yuuji up on missions and placing you as sparring partners like ur not slick

If Gojo is the cheerleader, Sukuna is an actual antagonist

Like the man goes out of his way to CHOOSE violence

Like on time you kissed Yuuji’s cheek on a date and when you pulled back, your lip was bleeding and Sukuna’s mouth was smirking at you

Another thing he likes to do is tell you all of Yuuji’s simp^tm thoughts

Like all of them

Now Yuuji isn’t ashamed of how much he loves you and is in fact very open with it, but he doesn’t need Sukuna telling you that the only reason he bought x mouthwash was because it made your breath smell like “sunshine” and he had to see if it would work on him

Speaking of dates, good luck

Now I stand by the fact that Yuuji would never half-ass a date and things with him are certainly never boring

But he’s also like a country boy in the city and his tourist tendencies tend to get the best of him

Like you’ll be trying to find a spot to eat and when you look back Yuuji’s gone

((Prolly to buy another I <3 Tokyo shirt so you can both match))

He always catches up with you ad you eventually learn that but like the first few times be havin you ready to put up a lost child signal on the loudspeaker

He’s very sweet and this is where his thoughtfulness shines through

You and Yuuji plan dates in the same way one plays bingo

Like because you never know where you’re going to be r when exactly you’ll both be free (especially with Gojo-sensei and his bare minimum ass information) you two tend to go ‘ok well if we’re here we’ll go here and if we’re here, we’ll go here’ and so on and so forth

But Yuuji always remembers such little one-off details about you that make your dates.

Like you mention wanting to try a sushi train and he’s already scrolled through multiple yelp reviews and watched every youtube restaurant review like 9 times

But every high has a low and Yuuji and your’s low comes suddenly and it brings you crashing to the ground with no warning and nothing to slow your descent

When your class of first years were sent to exorcise the special grade cursed womb

When Yuuji’s hand got blown off and he told you to run you froze, your mind racing faster than your legs could even start

“(Y/N) RUN!” Yuuji’s voice broke you out of your fear-based trance

“I- I...can’t...I can’t leave you!” you cried out all your rational senses screamed at you to go, run, he had Sukuna and you were barely a grade 2 sorcerer. But your intuition told you if you left him you wouldn’t see him alive again.

You were trapped in a paralysis of indecision but the choice was made for you when a sticky tongue wrapped around your midriff and you were gulped into the mouth of one of Fushiguro’s frogs

“Goddamn it Fushiguro! Let me go! I need to... save... him.” You were outside the building before you could even finish arguing.

You glared up at Fushiguro but your eyes softened some when you saw how beat up Kugisaki looked.

He gave you this look that said he did what he had to do and he didn’t care what you had to say about it

You and him waited in the rain for Yuuji or Sukuna to exit the building

You tried to focus yourself and save your negative emotions for your cursed attack

When Sukuna inevitably appeared, one finger stronger, you were fully prepared to fight him

However, he didn’t seem interested in fighting you and more engaged in fighting with Megumi

You tried to urge Fushiguro to wait it out, eventually Sukuna would lose control, but when Sukuna took Yuuji’s heart hostage, you both knew you’d have to fight

You and Fushiguro gave it your all but when Yuuji came back he still died

It took all your strength to not completely fall apart after his death and the support from the second years as well as Kugisaki and Fushiguro helped

You’d tried to visit him at the morgue but Shoko only told you that she didn’t think it’d be a good idea.

You still slept in his sweaters and the things that smelled like him from time to time, trying to make the idea of him last, but after a month, the smell of him had started to fade

Everything about Yuuji’s memory seemed to become leached away with time, from his smell, to the wear present on things he’d given to you

You couldn’t help but feel resentful towards yourself but also to Sukuna, he’d taken Yuuji from you with the same care that one would throw litter on the ground

The pain in your chest didn’t wane either, it only became ignorable to a degree as training for the exchange with the Kyoto students became more intense

Fushiguro is a comfort to you as well, aside from you, him and Yuuji were the closest to each other and so he gets a lot of what you’re going through and doesn’t push when you become more withdrawn

He also lets you pet his demon dog too but when you ask him why he’s letting you pet it he just says ‘because no one would believe you if you told them’ lies

The bastard really just does it because he knows you’re sad and he doesn’t want you to be sad

Speaking of the Kyoto students, Zenin Mai and Toudou Aoi are permanently on your shit list

You’re relieved that Panda, Maki, and Inumaki came to your guys’ aid but like if you had your way Mai wouldn’t even exist

Anyways Maki has Panda physically restrain you while she tries to calm you down

“(Y/N), you can kick her ass at the exchange!”

When you calm down, Panda puts you down and even though Mai’s long gone with Todou to go get his handshake, you make a promise that carries through the wind

‘Zenin Mai, pray that the next time you run across me I’m feeling kind, because if not-’, the last word is lost as the wind picks up but Mai feels a shiver rack through her body that more than ensures your message.

#jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen imagines #jujutsu kaisen hcs #jjk x reader #itadori yuji x reader #itadori yuji #jjk itadori #black reader #x black reader #idontblushsrry

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