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oscar piastri x silent hill / horror game obsessed! reader x lando norris
featuring: daniel being very much like a big brother in the comments and * gasp * a picture of my OWN silent hill collection
faceclaim: assorted
୨୧ some people asked for a part two of this smau due the ending really hinting at a throuple so here it is! it can be read separately or as a continuation as they’re an established throuple here <3 and i know the silent hill 2 remake was announced ages ago but it’s fanfic, let me pretend
reading music recommendations: i want love by akira yamaoka - float up from a dream by akira yamaoka - you’re not here by akira yamaoka
oscarpiastri: this is what happens when i take both of them shopping at the same time…
ynlovesthehorror: we’re peaceful beings :)
> oscarpiastri ✔️: you threw a cucumber at my head…
> landonorris ✔️: can’t handle a little fun osc?
> oscarpiastri ✔️: and you’re no better, you shoved me into the boot of the car!
oscarpastrylover: are… are they all dating now? i feel like this is a little too couple-y…
> landoscaryn: there is no fucking way they’re not all dating… i’ll swear on my hamsters life they HAVE to be dating
> iluvf1: leave the hamster OUT OF THIS LMAO 😭
oldf1lvr: lando and yn be serious for five minutes challenge ( IMPOSSIBLE )
danielricciardo ✔️: cute!
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> landoscaryn: mr man, what do you know? do tell…
landonorris: not too shabby if i do say so myself…
danielricciardo ✔️: happy for you three ❤️
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loveuyn: he really said “you guys still aren’t sure if we’re dating? just have this and leave”
ynlovesthehorror: i kind of look good in these pictures 🤔
> landonorris ✔️: nah, you look like a tramp to be honest
> ynlovesthehorror: die ❤️
landoscaryn: I FUCKING TOLD YOU PEOPLE
> iluvf1: thank god, for your hamsters sake 😭
oscarpiastri ✔️: love you both so much ❤️
> landonorris ✔️: love you more ❤️
> ynlovesthehorror: lol, gay ( i love both of you more, now come home so we can make out )
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oscyn: praying these three never have a kid because you just know yn would FIGHT to name it after a silent hill character…
> landonorris ✔️: fucking hell, don’t give her any ideas…
> ynlovesthehorror: 👩🍼 < me and the god i birthed ( we will now build an eternal paradise )
> loveuyn: i don’t think yn realises how niche her references are when it comes to f1 fans 😭
> oscarpastrylover: literally, i think most of them just think she’s clinically insane or something so they leave her be
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landoscaryn: not gonna shut up about this for MONTHS, my throuple ship is REAL
ynlovesthehorror: just spent hours explaining some of the silent hill lore to lando and every explanation lead to another question from him, i want him DEAD ( also a very good representation of what i want to do to people that say “ it’s ash not snow ” if you ever come into my comment section with that “ lore ” i’ll get lando and oscar to put a brick through your window )
landonorris ✔️: IM TRYING
> ynlovesthehorror: the information is going in one ear and right out the other, honestly, you just need to play them yourself now because i’m DONE
> landonorris ✔️: i’ll play them on stream then, muppet
> ynlovesthehorror: GOOD
> oscarpiastri ✔️: stop arguing you two
> ynlovesthehorror: sorry babe
> landonorris ✔️: sorry love
> oscarpiastri ✔️: ❤️
> landoscaryn: all three of them have each other wrapped all the way around each others finger lmao 😭
maxverstappen ✔️: it’s ash not snow
> ynlovesthehorror: gonna get lando to crash into you
> maxverstappen ✔️: if he can catch up
> ynlovesthehorror: omg??? maxi pad you are a horrible man 💔
> landonorris ✔️: come kiss me to make me feel better 😔
> ynlovesthehorror: on it <3
> oscarpiastri ✔️: me too please
> ynlovesthehorror: nothing happened to you???
> oscarpiastri ✔️: lando whacked me over the head with a lead pipe
> landonorris ✔️: what is it with you two and making up the most unbelievable lies about me 😭
ynlovesthehorror: look at my husband you guys 😩 i cannot believe it, the transmission was actually something fucking good, after years of drought
oscarpiastri ✔️: the most inhuman noise came out of you…
> ynlovesthehorror: I WAS EXCITED
> landonorris ✔️: still, that noise was mental… and i thought we were your husbands?
> ynlovesthehorror: you are! but james was my 1st husband <3
> landonorris ✔️: and was this before or after he killed his wife?
> ynlovesthehorror: ☹️
loveuyn: i feel bad for everyone on the grid and in the paddock because she will not shut the fuck up about this until it releases and when it does release it’ll be even worse 😭
> landoscaryn: right? i’m keeping the engineers in my prayers lmao
danielricciardo ✔️: excited for you yn! i know how much the game means to you ❤️
> ynlovesthehorror: thank you daniel, finally someone that likes me for ME
> landonorris ✔️: ?
> oscarpiastri ✔️: ?
ynlovesthehorror: we finally did it! me and oscar dressed up as james and maria, here are the pictures <3 and a sneak peak of me and lando dressed as james and mary hehe
oscarpastrylover: they need to stop being so hot IMMEDIATELY
landonorris ✔️: you looked amazing love, oscar too i guess… ours is better though 😗
> oscarpiastri ✔️: oi!
> ynlovesthehorror: we all looked amazing :) but especially you two
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> landoscaryn: the way they’re always either bullying and mocking each other or being so sweet and loving on each other kills me, it’s literally just three best friends that kiss
> landonorris ✔️: we do more than kiss, my friend
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> landoscaryn: oh-
> oscarpiastri ✔️: for fuck sake lando!
oscyn: okay… yeah… i’m so normal about this! SO NORMAL
iluvf1: i have no idea who these characters are but this is the hottest thing i’ve ever seen an f1 driver do i think…
> oldf1lvr: literally 😩 hot in so many ways, hot because lando and oscar LOOK hot and hot because they actually do this stuff with yn instead of not participating in her interests! we love men who do things with their gf
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loveuyn: that 4th picture… hideo kojima approves
> ynlovesthehorror: what could’ve been 💔 biggest heartbreak of my life
> landonorris ✔️: me and oscar could die in a fire and that still wouldn’t beat the heartbreak that P.T. caused you…
> ynlovesthehorror: well at least you know!
> oscarpiastri ✔️: 😔
landonorris: was on a walk with my boyfriend when we came across this strange creature on the side of the road 😟 took it to get some food and we’re not too fond of it, anyone else want it? selling for 10 quid
ynlovesthehorror: honestly hope you get hit by a bus or something
> landonorris ✔️: no you don’t ❤️
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danielricciardo ✔️: fucking hell, that second picture is amazing
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> ynlovesthehorror: :(
> danielricciardo ✔️: sorry yn!
oscarpiastri ✔️: i think it’s sort of cute, in its own weird way ❤️ definitely worth more than £10
> ynlovesthehorror: 🥹
> landonorris ✔️: £11?
> oscarpiastri ✔️: yeah i reckon that’s enough
> ynlovesthehorror: ☹️
landoscaryn: seeing and hearing lando refer to oscar as his boyfriend literally makes my heart explode 💔 i love these three so much
> oscarpastrylover: yep, this relationship is literally a bisexual f1 fan’s dream, just three hot best friends in a relationship
ynlovesthehorror: my boys <3 ( i love thinking about things they’d go to silent hill for )
landonorris ✔️: you ALMOST made a sweet post but then you just had to go and bring up that game, BE NORMAL ( don’t be normal, i love you weirdo )
> oscarpiastri ✔️: just be happy she made a post about us at all, it’s a once in a blue moon occurrence, 99% of her feed is silent hill ❤️ love you both
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> ynlovesthehorror: at least SOMEONE knows how to be grateful, love you osc ( and lando, i guess 🙄 )
danielricciardo ✔️: you’ve 100% gotten over lando pointing a gun at you and threatening you then yeah?
> ynlovesthehorror: oh that, yeah, totally! he bought me mcdonald’s and more silent hill stuff and toys for heather so we’re all good now <3
> landonorris ✔️: we’re literally DATING, you muppet 😭
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東京 NIGHTS mini event
𝑨 𝑫𝑹𝑰𝑵𝑲, 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑹𝑨𝑴𝑬𝑵 𝑻𝑶𝑶 ㅤㅤ 𓂃 ࣪˖ trafalgar law x f! reader
⤹˚ synopsis. would you invite your work colleague Law for ramen after some drinks at the bar?
requested by: @leftladyluminary ➡ May I request Law + A drink after work in a little bar of Shinjuku Golden Gai with a fem reader maybe a little nsfw (or completely lol)
tw: MNDI. alcohol usage. nami x vivi heavily implied. abusive coworkers. law saving the night. smut with a "lot" of "plot". mutual pinning that both realized about it just now. oral. nipple play. vag sex. unprotected sex. creampie implied. did they eat the ramen? who knows. The bar does exist! it's the Bar Coo at Shinjuku Golden Gai! same as the train station (Yamanote Line, from Shibuya to Ueno)
wc: 4.7k (sowwy)
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤI need sleep. I need sleep. I need sleep
“(Name), come with us to the izakaya! Let’s have some beers!”
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤI just want to go home…
“Law is coming too, it’s a miracle!”
ㅤLaw? Law? I think I can afford yet another night of barely three hours sleep…
ㅤ“I’ll be there in a minute, let me turn off my computer and grab my coat!”
It’s not new information that your jobs are overexploiting you, working for such big company as the Don Quijote chain requires a lot. It is also not new information that once in a while -almost every time- you need to go have some drinks with your colleagues and bosses… because if you don’t, you aren’t engaging enough in that “work family” nobody likes, but everyone pretends to love.
There was a certain colleague, however, who always finds ways to sneak and never get to the bar with you… and that man, precisely, is the man of your dreams. He doesn’t know, and you are sure you shouldn’t tell him, as him is no other than the boss’ nephew.
Trafalgar Law, a tall man with an unfriendly façade but definitely handsome features. Or more than that, you could say. His eyes sometimes shine golden like the earrings he wear, and sometimes silver like the winter lights in Roppongi. He is covered in tattoos, a pretty unique characteristic for being an employee but a lot more logical if you think a little further about his Uncle. Nobody can say it out loud, but all of you know… they are most probably part of the Yakuza.
Despite that, you couldn’t care a less… Law has been your crush since the day you watch him walk into the office so carefree.
It’s a cold night, winter is coming faster than expected. It always does. November ends up quickly, and the first snows begin to tint everything in pristine white. Your long coat covers your body up to your ankles, as well as Law’s black one. You watch him walk, in silence. Most of your coworkers always try to rip words from his mouth, but he is not really interested in engaging in any conversations.
You watch his tattooed fingers scrolling through his phone, as all of you walk the streets of Shinjuku. The Golden Gai awaits for you in their little old Izakayas, all packed within a narrow passage of warm lights, and flickering signs.
“You are staring way too much, (Name)” Nami, one of your coworkers whispers.
You widen your eyes… “Is it that noticeable?”
“It is, but don’t worry… we all think the same, he is hot but also out of reach. I mean, maybe not for you, that is. You are more than beautiful but remember where he is coming from… be careful” she says, being pure honesty with you. She is only trying to protect you. And Nami is completely right, you should be careful with Law.
You smile at her, and both cuddle in each other’s arm grabbing until one of your colleagues chimes and ask the rest if it would be ok to try for nothing a certain bar that looks a little… secret -suspicious, too-.
“Coo bar? It looks weird… but the painting on the door makes it look pretty interesting” you think, waiting for them to knock on that painted wooden door that reminds you somehow to Van Gogh’s style.
A little window slides open, and a pair of black slanted eyes scan you all. They close the little gate and immediately after the door opens welcoming all of you inside.
Law allows everyone to walk pass first, while his eyes scan the surroundings. You, of course, are not the exception.
“Please, girls” he says, paying special attention to your burning cheeks. Nami, who is not really interested in men, simply smile, and walks inside the bar. You, remain a little bit more lost in his golden eyes, but ultimately walk inside too.
You were mostly sure he wouldn’t even put a foot inside, and rather walk away once all of you were unaware. But tonight, it was different, he stayed.
The inside of the tiny bar looks more like an old Japanese living room transformed into a restaurant. The walls are made of wood, and there are many random things hanging from them. Old maps, old posters, photographs, even a big hamster plush that looks as old as you.
The scent of yakiniku fills the ambience, and your stomachs growl with the simple thought of tasting that salty and sweet meat grilled right in front of you.
All of you get into the biggest table you could find, but the tight will be fit nonetheless. You, who always chose to sit last, this time had to move a little to the side. The man of long legs, and tattooed hands decided to sit right next to you.
“Are you comfortable, Law-san?” you ask, trying to make enough room for him to be sitting comfortably.
“Yes, thank you (Name)-ya” he says, kindly than you have ever listened him spoke.
You smile, softly, looking down at your fidgeting fingers.
Soon enough a friendly waitress comes ready to take your order. Of course not before putting the so awaited portable grill in the middle of the table.
The more meat, the better. All of you ask for it, and a beer each… that you are sure it will turn in more than three.
The conversation bases in gossiping about the office, nothing really deep and most of the topics all end up in laughter. Law, however, doesn’t really laugh and you are sure he is not even listening… he is just pretending to.
You take swift looks at him, glancing with the side of your eye at the tattoos of his hands; at how his phone screen shines constantly with more and more notifications. He must be a very required man, and most probably has a lover already if not more than one.
Of course, you are not an unpopular woman either. And most of your male coworkers always try their -non efficient, and pretty cringey- seductive tricks with you the moment a drop of alcohol reaches the tip of their tongues.
“(Name)! here, I grilled this one for you!” one of them say, using the clamps to pass you a piece of meat.
“Oh, thank you…” you murmur, receiving the food in your plate. A thing you shouldn’t have done as that -simple smelly monkey- man, thinks you want everything from him for just accepting a piece of tiny meat. -as tiny as his dick, probably-
Most of them also offer you to serve you more alcohol, as ordering for a glass turned into “bring us the bottle, it’s faster and cheaper”. They were right, it was cheaper. But annoying.
Nami, whose blood began turning into bubbly alcohol, throws to Vivi’s arms. Yet another sweet coworker, who is married, but her eyes-only shine for the redhaired coworker that’s always by your side. The moment they indulge in alcohol, their inhibitions are set free, and what’s meant to be… it’s meant to be.
And that means a sudden trip to the women bathroom, where you were not clearly invited -unless you were into it, in which case they were more than pleased to welcome you in-. But that also means you are sitting all by yourself now. Surrounded by idiots who, as well as the ladies, wanted to end up their night on a love hotel or maybe just the bathroom of the bar with you.
Law seems unfazed, and keeps eating, drinking, and reading something on his phone. Why is he there, after all, you have no idea.
As soon as Nami and Vivi’s spot are free, the guy who offered meat slides right next to you. Thinking he is sleek, only to hit the table and make most of the drinks to spill on top of it. Yet, he is not even worried about it; he is just interested in one thing, you.
“More?” he asks, coming closer and closer, forcing you to consequently graze Law’s arm with yours.
“Uh.. I’m full thanks” you lie. You aren’t even half full, but you don’t want shit from him.
“I meant in your glass, let me serve you…” he whispers, grimacing. The bottle lets its liquids pour into your tiny glass, with the strong intention of getting you as wasted as possible.
You swallow, you won’t drink that up. Not all of it.
But he keeps coming closer, and by now, your leg also touches Law’s. And then your back, until it is too noticeable for the tattooed pal to stand up in a violent, quick motion.
“How much are you going to insist on her? She is practically sitting on my lap from how much you are bending over her” Law says, looking at him with eyes on fire and disgust on his voice.
“Traf- Trafalgar-san, I-“ he stutters, he is not worried about you but about his job continuation after this.
“Get the fuck away from here, I don’t want to see you anymore” Law spits, he is not interested in fighting. He has had enough. You are not sure if it was because your body touched him, or because he was trying to defend you… but in any case, you are grateful he did.
You look to the ground, knowing your position wasn’t safe either. This will have consequences, and misogyny always finds the way to win.
Law sits back down, as the rest move away from the long wooden seat to let the bastard go away. But right before he stood up, he whispered at you disgusting words you were already waiting to hear…
“You are a little whore, and you know that. You are probably sucking his dick, aren’t you… slut. Be very careful when you walk home alone tonight”
You chose to keep quiet, as everybody else did. Because nobody would stood up for a woman, not in a men’s world.
You watch him go, drinking almost all the glass in one chug. You needed something to drown the fear and disgust you were feeling right now.
“Are you ok, (Name)-ya? Don’t worry, he has his days counted” Law suddenly says, grabbing his phone again.
“I am… thank you so much, Law-san” you shily and respectfully appreciate his help. “I am sorry for ruining the night…” you whisper, finally.
“It wasn’t your fault, at all. Men like that don’t belong in our organiz- company”
You swallow… and soon you realize what he meant when he mentioned the man had his “days counted”. You try to think of any words to spare the life of the abuser, but soon you chose to stay silent. You didn’t force him to do anything, after all.
Nami and Vivi leave the bar, without saying much. You didn’t want to tell them about the “situation”; you didn’t want to ruin their -lustful- end of the night.
As for the rest of your coworkers, most stood up to smoke outside, while others already took their leaves. Law, remained on his seat until one of the guys invited him to go smoke with them.
There is no point in staying; that drunk bastard won’t probably fulfil his threats against you as he is most probably passed out somewhere else due to the alcohol. Therefore, you pay your share, take your coat, and get outside the bar.
You try to leave without alerting anyone, but it is impossible to do so as one of your coworkers wave goodbye at you.
“Oi, (Name)? are you leaving already?! See you on Monday!” he screams; a scream that catches everyone’s attention, including Law’s.
You wave at them and begin to walk away with your keys in your hands and praying to reach for Shibuya as fast as possible to take the JR towards home… hopefully safe and sound by the end of the night.
A sudden pull in your wrist scares you and wasn’t for his fast reaction one of the keys would have ended carved somewhere on Law’s body.
“Oi, calm down. It’s me. I heard what he said on the bar, let me accompany you” Law says, putting down your hand slowly so he doesn’t get hurt by your keys.
You sigh, relived. Law is still a stranger, but if you had to die you would prefer doing it by the hand of a hot killer…
“Thank you, Law-san. But do you think is it ok? What are they gonna think? Plus, I live in Ueno” you ask, worried for future -unfortunately fake- rumours.
Law lifts his shoulders. “I personally don’t give a single fuck about that. I do, however, care for your safety”
You scoff sweetly, he doesn’t seem like one… but he is, indeed, a gentleman. A real man.
“If you don’t mind, then let’s go. I will repay the favour with some delicious ramen if you allow me. Right in front of my apartment we have the best convenience store of all Tokyo” you chime, happily. Perhaps you mistaken this by a date, but at least for some seconds you indulge on the happy thought of it.
Law nods. “The best one? What makes it so special?”
“It’s special because I spent many nights studying there late at night having the best instant ramen” you inform, proud of it.
He scoffs, and a little smirk appears on his lips. “Good, I wanna try the ramen there. As long as it doesn’t contain bread, I’m good”
You notice he can be a lot more interesting than what you thought; despite keeping the mysterious aura, he is a very talkative guy when he feels comfortable. And, apparently, he does with you.
Most of the conversation turns into a nerdy talk about his favourite comic series, that it is surprisingly the same as yours. And you couldn’t be happier, at least a dreadful night ended up better than expected.
Getting to Shibuya was easy; but the last train was about to part. Therefore, both of you, a little dizzy from the drinks -specially you- found the running a lot more challenging than expected. Yet ultimately, grabbed by Law’s hand, you were able to reach the train just in time before doors closed.
“I am so relieved we made it in time!” you sigh, sitting on one of the empty seats.
“Same… I mean you could have taken a taxi but…” Law murmured, stopping his words midway. He realized that sending you home in a taxi would be the end of the time together… and he didn’t want that.
Law then proceeds to sit right next to you, crossing his long legs in such way it makes you bite your lower lip. He is a tease by total nature, he doesn’t even try. And he probably knows that too well. As the girls right in front of him gossip and giggle while looking at him.
The train ride is a little long, and the exhaustion suddenly hits you. You remember the fact that sleeping had been rather scarce the last few days of the week, plus the alcohol in your system…
The next station is Ueno. Doors will open on the right
“(Name)-ya… I think this is our station… wake up” Law’s soft voice whisper in your dreams, and your comfortable pillow suddenly takes the form of what it really was; his shoulder.
“Oh my, sorry! I didn’t mean…” you apologize, quickly brushing off the sleepiness. You notice he is not mad at you, but his façade has relaxed a lot more since the beginning of the night.
“It’s ok, you’ve been working a lot more than the rest lately. You are always the last one to leave the office” he says, helping you stand up and walking to the doors of the train.
You rub your eyes… he knows? That means he’s been watching you… but for how long, and why?
Ueno is as pretty as Shinjuku. The trees that will turn pink in the spring, now hold flowers made of silver flickering lights. There is a considerably less amount of people compared to the big city, though.
The cold air that hits your cheeks wake you up almost instantly, and you are back at having enough energy to eat that instant ramen that you promise Law.
“So, are you still up for the ramen?” you ask, shy and still ashamed for falling asleep on his shoulder. You wonder if snore or even worse… drool on him.
Law nods with a smile on his face and his eyes closed. He is also tired, but he doesn’t want to leave, and you can tell.
You guide him, and after walking a few blocks, the convenience store appears in the corner of a calm neighbourhood’s street.
“Come on, follow me” you chime, pulling from his hand inside the store.
Law follows, and for the first time both grab each other’s hands tightly. Despite gasping, you keep squeezing it… it feels like a dream…
perhaps it is, and I’m still sleeping on the train?
The cashier greets you both, and immediately after recognizing you she informs that the water boiler won’t be working until Monday in case you were there for ramen.
“We can have it in your place if you are ok with it” Law suggests, and your stomach gets full of butterflies… is this like the korean “would you like to come home for ramen?”, is this your “Netflix and chill”?
You nod. After all he did for you, there is no point in letting him go back to Tokyo with at least nothing warm to eat.
Soon he buys two packets of ramen, two sticks of cheese and two cans of sakura edition Monster. And without much conversation you two cross the street to finally reach for your apartment.
The ride on the elevator was as silent as the very beginning, apparently none of you had something further to say… both were absorbed into your own thoughts; what type were the ones inside his head, you begin to wonder.
“Here we are, my room might be in shambles. But the rest I think looks fine” you joke, opening the door and turning on the light.
You were to lie if you said you weren’t lucky; your department is tiny but still has beautiful looks towards the city. Nothing fancy, but decent and exquisitely decorated.
Law smiles, pleased. He enjoys spaces like yours.
“I like you…r place…” he whispers, right behind your back while you walk towards the open kitchen.
“Thanks…” you whisper back, biting your lower lip; sensing the high tension in the air like little zaps of energy, like counter shocks.
You receive the bag with the food from his hands and put a pot of water on the stove. It is necessary for a good instant ramen to boil the water before putting the noodles in. Or so that’s what you always thought. In any case, you needed your mind to be anywhere else but the idea of pleading him to fuck you against the counter.
“(Name)-ya, are you single?” he suddenly asks, after the last crumble of noodles fall from your hands into the bubbly water.
You turn around, slowly. Your ponder whether you should lie to him, or not. Perhaps a taken woman would be a lot more interesting to chase than looking like a lonely girl.
“Because I haven’t seen any man around you…” he continues, sitting on one of the stools and letting his elbows on the counter.
Busted. You can’t lie.
“I am single, yes. What about you, Law-san?” you ask, it is proper -and necessary for you to know-.
Law bends forward, his chin rests on his hand and his golden eyes fix in yours. You realize there has to be a hint of eyeliner on his waterline, and the dark circles intensify under the low light of your kitchen.
“Would you prefer to listen I am?” he asks, straightforwardly and so sexily.
You swallow; what…. the fuck?
“It depends, honestly. I wouldn’t like to be the other woman if you weren’t single” your words sound bigger than yourself, your eyes widen because you don’t even know who is talking right now… but it is definitely not your normal you; this is most likely, your horny you… the “you” that can’t keep hiding how much you are into your boss’ nephew.
Law stands up, walks around the breakfast bar and dominantly -yet, very, very slow- takes his fingers to your chin. You move slightly to the side, allowing your butt to hit the counter behind.
Your fingers clutch to the cold stone surface, your hips feels like magnets being pulled, attracted against the other’s.
“Is that so, (Name)-ya? Well… I am single, indeed” Law whispers, coming closer, so dangerously closer to your lips. His thumb, inked with the letter D, grazes your lower lip ever so softly. And you pout, just enough for him to be able to play with it.
Your sloppy eyelids, your separated lips, your head barely tilted to the side… like feverish, in need of medicine... Law’s lips medicine.
“I’m glad you are…” you moan, opening your mouth just enough to trap with your front teeth his thumb right after. The tip of your tongue follows, wetting his finger. And then, so that there are no more doubts, you suck on it so deliciously lustful.
Law takes a big breath, and sighs right after. He is smirking, so dark. Like you never seen him before. Like you always wish you did.
He lifts you up, helping you sit on top of the counter. Your legs, spread, allow him to come closer.
“You are glad I am gonna fuck you tonight, too?” he asks, leaving you breathless… continuing with the lack of oxygen, as his lips crash on yours.
His tongue, disrespectfully sexual, violates your mouth in pure impetuous need. With gasping and moaning in between, with heavy breathing, with desire for your flesh that seems to be unleashed after being trapped like a beast for so long.
The more he kisses you, the more he wants more. And you do, too.
His playful hands, lift the blouse that seemed to be so enticing to his eyes all through out the night. His delicate fingers crawl from your belly to your chest, squeezing your breasts with no modesty, with no decency.
When he lets your lips free, you feel them swollen, aching for more. You open your eyes, meeting his and a shiver runs through your back. The most handsome man in the earth is right in front of you, wanting to devour you… so desperately.
“So, are you glad… (Name)-ya?” he asks, again. This time with his hand on your neck, squeezing on the right spot to make you dizzy and horny.
“Mhj… yes… please, fuck me” you beg, so weak for his touch.
“Heh” he smirks, ripping your blouse, making the buttons pop and fly away. He doesn’t mind, he doesn’t care… “This damn blouse… you always wear it on Fridays, don’t you? it was making me so hard to see the way your nipples barely peeking through them with the air conditioner… heh…” he moans, with his lips pressed on the commissure of your lips.
For how long have you been watching me in silence, Law? …
Law kisses you one more time before going down to your neck and breasts. The nipples he mentioned were once and for all right before his eyes, hard because of him and not because of the a/c.
Desperately, he cups your right breast, trapping your hard sensitive button with his front teeth. Sucking, twisting, licking. Your body quivering, spasming. Your nails pulling from his messy onyx hair in response to pleasure.
A few more minutes, where you barely reached for the stove to turn it off, are enough for him to want more and more of your body.
“And then, this damn black tight skirt… were you doing it on purpose? Letting your paperwork to fall to the floor, for me to see right when you bent to pick them up, your panties through your pantyhose…? Mh? (Name)-ya?” he asks, kneeling in between your legs, sliding your skirt up, grazing the nylon tights with his teeth.
Why lie? If he was completely right?
You did. You did so many times. And yet, never once you thought he could see, he could notice… you remain silent, because silence speaks louder than words…
“You did it on purpose, didn’t you?” he scoffs, carving with his middle finger a hole on your thighs, ripping violently down to expose your core. The view is pure art to him… to see your dripping wet panties, and the flesh of your thighs protruding from the indentations and ripped places of your panty hose...
He kisses those patches of free skin, and then bites them too. He enjoys the way the nylon material gets wet around with his own saliva; you quiver to the sensation, the cutting sharp edges, the kisses, his teeth grazing, the wetness increasing.
And those kisses, that keep going up and up, reach your core for the first time. “How much I wanted to taste your sex… you got me wanting to do it so bad” he grunts with his lips on your wet panty. The warmth of his breath against your sex, makes you flinch… a sting on your clit that felt like a bullet.
A kiss, a lick. Fine fabric getting drenched.
Eyes turning white, his nose buried, inhaling your scent.
Curious fingertips, moving lace away. The moment his tongue reached for your folds; your heels carved in between his shoulder blades.
Eating you out, you throw back your head, moaning loud, loudly. But you want even more… And almost like if he could read your mind, he stands up. Law uses his inked, veiny hand to clean -or rather spread- the mess you’ve made on his mouth and chin.
“You want me to fuck you, don’t you… you are insatiable, I’ve always knew it” he growls, perhaps ignorant to the fact you are insatiable but only for him.
“I want you” you simply babble, ripping his yellow shirt off to discover his inked chest. The heart on his pecs that goes down until his belly button, pointing to his hardness fighting against his jeans… “I want you so bad…” you whine again.
“Then let me fuck you the way you deserve, (Name)-ya” he moans, biting your lower lip. You help him to get free from his clothes, desperately. You want it now; he wants it more than you.
Soon, his hardness blesses you with his imponent presence in between his fingers. Drippy, slightly veiny, pinkish tip that turns redder the second it passes. He pumps just enough to spread the precum all over, perhaps in an attempt to lubricate… as if it was really needed… you are sure your juices have dripped to your kitchen floor.
With not much, but only pure passion, he lifts one of your legs up until your whole sole is touching the counter. Well spread, enough for him to fit perfectly in, he pulls you closer to the edge.
“I am dying to try your walls clenching around my dick, (Name)-ya” he huffs, with his forehead pressed against yours.
“I want you inside of me, please…” you beg, taking your hips closer to his drippy gland.
Law kisses you brutally, to impale you equally after. He drinks your moans; you breathe off his grunts. His hands land on the small of your back, moving in an out of you with strong pace. While your nails carve on his shoulders, leaving marks of love.
The sound of skin slapping skin flood the kitchen, mixed with the pleasure song of your throats.
Law carries you to the table, and your body lies there until he can bend completely over you to keep fucking you while kissing and biting everything he has in front. You do the same, pulling from his lip, biting his neck, his shoulders… trapping him against you, with no way out, with your legs snaked tightly around his waist.
Nothing matters the most, than him never leaving your insides. Nothing matters the most that being bound to the other, mixed in one and only.
Filled with his release, he keeps on going.
Reaching for one, two, three times the maximum climax…
more, more and more…
“We can eat the ramen tomorrow… right?”
“Y-yes…”
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YOU'VE GOT EMAIL (König X OC: Medical Student!Snow) PART I
Summary: When the Colonel from some Private Military Corporation group accidentally send KorTac's secret file via email to a random civilian girl.
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König send wrong email to a wrong person
TWs: A lot curse words (from Snow), both of them being passive-aggressive, slow burn (kinda). I just wrote this for fun
Words Count: 3k (That's a lot for an email lol)
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From: Colonel_Kö[email protected]
02/28/23 at 03:42 pm
Subject: KorTac Tactical Operations File E12345 Classification: Top Secret
Lieutenant,
Apologies for the inappropriate transmission. As head of KorTac Special Forces, securing sensitive documents is of utmost priority. Please confirm deletion of the attached file and we’ll consider the matter closed.
While I understand your confusion receiving such a file unsolicited, KorTac business must remain confidential. I trust a responsible professional such as yourself understands the necessity of discretion in such matters. Please don’t hesitate to contact me if any other issues arise.
Colonel König
KorTac Commanding Officer
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From: [email protected]
To: Colonel_Kö[email protected]
02/28/23 at 07:12 pm
Subject: RE: Creepy email
Excuse me,
I have no idea what you’re talking about. All I know is I got some weird files from “KorTac Tactical” that I definitely did NOT ask for. Do you know how scary it is to get secret military documents out of nowhere? I thought it was one of my friends pranking me at first.
Instead of lecturing me about deleting things, maybe you should be more careful who you send your “top secret” info to. I’m just trying to study neurology over here, not get dragged into some clandestine Special Forces stuff.
Lighten up a little, yeah? It was an honest mistake I’m sure. No harm done.
Snow
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From: Colonel_Kö[email protected]
02/28/23 at 08:02 pm
Subject: RE: RE: Creepy email
Ms. Farron,
I can assure you there was no “creepy email” or files sent from this office. As Commander of one of the world’s premier private military factions, securing classified intel is of utmost priority. If some file was erroneously transmitted to your address in error, it did not originate from my users.
While I understand the desire to shrug off mistakenly received sensitive documents, national security does not warrant such lackadaisical treatment. If you have relevant data in your possession, basic courtesy requires replying to the original correspondent – in this case, myself – to ascertain the source of error.
Do let me know if you retrieve any files in question. And in future, a bit more discretion and less indignation may serve you well when inadvertently encountering restricted information networks. Consider this a learning experience.
Regards,
Colonel König
KorTac Commanding Officer
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From: [email protected]
To: Colonel_Kö[email protected]
02/28/23 at 08:22 pm
Subject: RE: RE: RE: Creepy email
Hi Colonel Tightpants,
Thank you for the condescending lecture. As I’ve said THREE times now, I never got any files from you or KorTac or wherever before. All I know is I woke up to an ominous email saying “Top Secret KorTac files” or something. Pretty annoying/alarming for a simple student!
And excuse me for not dropping everything to thoroughly investigate a mistake that wasn’t even mine. Some of us have actual classes to study for, not play secret agent all day.
If you’re so worried about security breaches, maybe focus on your end instead of harassing innocent people via multiple snobby emails. I’ve got better things to do than argue in circles with Mr. High-and-Mighty.
Please remove me from your contact list going forward. And do try to lighten up a little!
Regards,
Snow
P.S. The file is attached. I called it “Creepy Email From Creepy Colonel” for your convenience. Have fun decrypting your own mystery ;)
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From: Colonel_Kö[email protected]
02/28/23 at 09:42 pm
Subject: RE: RE: RE: RE: Creepy email
Ms. Farron,
I will not be spoken to in such a disrespectful and unprofessional manner. While your frustrations are understandable, maintaining proper decorum and respect for sensitive operational matters is not an optional courtesy – it is imperative.
You’re accusations of “harassment” are as unfounded as they are insulting. Do not mistake my patience and courtesy thus far for weakness. Should any real documents surface from my network in error, I expect their immediate return without petulant games or sass.
As a private military organization operating across the globe, security is no light concern for this command. If unable to grasp even the basic responsibility of confirming received documents' origins for the sake of national safety, perhaps the world of intelligence is beyond your current realm of comprehension.
Consider this your final warning. Any further unsubstantiated claims or uncooperative behavior will be met with the full weight of legal action and your academic institution will be notified accordingly. Is that absolutely clear, Ms. Farron?
Reply confirming so or cease contact immediately. I will not tolerate insubordination, especially from an civilian amateur dabbling where she has no clearance. Maintain discretion as instructed or suffer consequences – the choice is yours.
Colonel König
KorTac Commanding Officer
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From: [email protected]
To: Colonel_Kö[email protected]
03/01/23 at 09:29 am
Subject: RE: RE: RE: RE: RE: Creepy Email
Colonel High-Horse,
Spare me your thinly veiled threats. If you’re so sure I have hide some Top Secret Files™, by all means come search my dorm room yourself since you clearly don’t believe a word I say. Oh wait, you can’t – because there’s NOTHING.
Maybe take a break from power tripping over email and try listening to the person who’s actually involved for once. Not my fault if your big bad security systems have holes. But I guess acknowledging mistakes isn’t very military, is it?
You wanna see uncooperative and petulant? Keep harassing me and I’ll forward our whole conversation to the national news. Something tells me they’d love to hear how easily “the world’s premier private military” loses confidential files.
So for the last time – I did NOT receive ANY files from you or KorTac aside the one you accidentally send. If you’re incapable of comprehending that, then you’re dumber than you look. Consider THIS your final warning to lay off before I take action, Colonel Tightass.
Snow
Formerly Civilian, Currently Pissed Off
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From: Colonel_Kö[email protected]
03/01/23 at 08:55 am
Subject: Enough
Ms. Farron,
Your insubordination has crossed several lines. While I sought to resolve this discreetly, you force my hand with threats and insults. Know that I do not respond kindly to such provocation.
If you insist upon escalating this beyond reason, so be it. However, tread carefully – you are ignorant of forces beyond your control. Dare to sully KorTac’s name to fuel your petulance, and all your academic and personal records will undergo… thorough review.
Accidents happen, as you claim. But any damage to our operations will not be taken lightly, no matter your perceived innocence. Heed my words well, girl – you do not wish to become an enemy of this command.
Consider this last attempt at civil discourse. Cease contact and let this die, or suffer consequences you cannot imagine. The choice, as before, remains yours.
I expect no further correspondence. You are now on formal notice – proceed at your own peril.
Colonel König
KorTac Commanding Officer
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From: [email protected]
To: Colonel_Kö[email protected]
03/01/23 at 11:38 pm
Subject: Go to Hell
You want a fight, you’ll get one you pompous prick. Your “command” and threats mean nothing to me.
If anything happens to my academic career or personal life, the world will know exactly who’s responsible. I don’t care how elite you think you are.
Bring whatever you’ve got – I’m not afraid of some borderline psychotic and his glorified gun club. You want a target? Consider it painted on your back from now on.
Have fun trying to intimidate me, ASSHOLE. You just made the worst enemy of your pathetic life.
Goodbye forever. Don’t bother responding – you’re officially dead to me.
Snow Farron
Future Doctor, Current Pain in Your Ass
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From: Colonel_Kö[email protected]
03/02/23 at 01:29 am
Subject: So Be It
Foolish girl. You have no concept of the forces you now contend with. Consider carefully the hole you’ve dug, for there will be no mercy if you proceed.
However, my integrity will not permit baseless threats against civilians. If you agree to cease hostilities and let this dissolve quietly, no further action will be taken. Your record and life will remain untouched.
The choice is simple – walk away unscathed, or persist in this idiocy and face consequences beyond imagination. Think carefully on your next move, little one. Tread no further, and this can end.
You have one hour for a sensible reply before measures are taken. Make them count.
Colonel König
KorTac Commanding Officer
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From: [email protected]
To: Colonel_Kö[email protected]
03/03/23 at 02:04 am
Subject: Bite Me
Yeah, I’m real scared of your “forces” and “consequences beyond imagination.” Give me a break.
You think I’m going to bow down to your threats just because you’re some big shot Colonel? Please. I’ve dealt with way scarier than pompous bully babies like you.
So do your worst, tough guy. Come at me with everything you’ve got. I promise it still won’t be enough to make me back down from a pissant fraud like you.
Your “hour” can go fuck itself. You want to end this? Then stay the hell away from me and leave me alone forever. Otherwise this isn’t over by a long shot.
Tick tock, pal. Your time is running out and so is your chance to slink away with your tail between your legs. Better figure out your next move fast!
Not holding my breath for anything “sensible” though. Later, loser!
Snow “Untouchable” Farron
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From: [email protected]
To: Colonel_Kö[email protected]
03/05/23 at 11:09 pm
Subject: wassup bitchhhhh
Hey asshooooole its ur girl Snow again!! Had a few dranks w/ friends to forget ur stupid email but the pain remainsss lolll
Jus wanted to let u kno ur still a total dickhead no matter how drunk I get. Probly shouldn’t be emailing u since last time but fuck it YOLO right???
Anyway ur threats meant nothing I had a blast tonight. Try n stop me next time I feel like partying fuck face!!! No1 messes w snow n gets away with it
Also saw some guy who looked like u at the bar what a coincidink lol. Hope he feels as stupid as u in the morn ;))
Hope ur having a shit night missing out on the fun. Don’t reply I prob wont even remember this! Byeeeeeee loser stay mad <33333
Xoxo drunk snow
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From: Colonel_Kö[email protected]
03/06/23 at 01:50 am
Subject: RE: wassup bitchhhhh
Well well, what have we here. It seems our intrepid Dr. Farron has landed herself in an inebriated state this night.
Can’t say I blame you for seeking alcohol’s comfort after our little disagreement. Dealing with my “stupid emails” and “threats” must have been terribly traumatic. You have my deepest sympathies, truly.
While unwise to conduct militarized business intoxicated, I’ll admit your drunken ramblings provided some mild amusement. The imagery of you partying it up solely to spite me was rather quaint. Do try to stay safe in your revelries, dear – would hate for some unfortunate accident.
As for your daring insinuation about encountering my likeness at a bar, I can assure you my nights are occupied with matters far more pressing than drinking. But I appreciate the laugh, strange as it came from such a belligerent tongue.
Enjoy your hangover, Snow. And sleep well – who knows what mischief tomorrow may bring.
Regards,
Colonel König
KorTac Commanding Officer
P.S. Do refrain from over-indulging too often. Wouldn’t want those fine medical skills to dull prematurely, now would we?
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From: [email protected]
To: Colonel_Kö[email protected]
03/06/23 at 05:28 am
Subject: RE: RE: wassup bitchhhhh
Yeah yeah, laugh it up. We all do dumb shit when we’re drunk occasionally. At least I have an excuse, unlike you and your constant stick up the ass personality.
That being said, I suppose I owe you an apology for that ridiculous email last night. Not my finest moment, to say the least. But you seem to bring out the worst in me, so.
Consider us even for any “amusement” you got at my expense. I’m suffering enough with this hangover from hell as it is.
Just so we’re clear though – I’m not some damsel for you to patronize or imply threats towards. Keep your smug sarcasm, I don’t need it. We’re done here, got it?
Good. Now fuck off and leave me alone to die in peace, Dickhead von Buzzkill. And next time – lay off the sauce OR lay off me. Your choice, Colonel
Snow “Moderately Sober But Still Pissed” Farron
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From: [email protected]
To: Colonel_Kö[email protected]
03/06/23 at 09:33 am
Subject: RE: RE: RE: wassup bitchhhhh
Alright Colonel Buzzkill, I’ll admit my constant insults aren’t getting us anywhere. As much as I hate to inflate that already massive ego of yours, maybe there was a tiny little misunderstanding somewhere along the way.
Med school has been kicking my ass lately and I’ve been on edge. Between the mounting student loans, endless assignments, and stressful exams, I’m about one Red Bull away from a full breakdown. Not that you probably care about such peasant problems.
Anyways, my point is – I may have overreacted a bit to this whole email mixup. Even if it WAS totally not my fault *eyes emoji*. Can’t a girl blow off some steam without the world’s most uptight Colonel threatening her into an early grave?
Lay off with the intimidation tactics already. I said I was sorry for getting drunk and belligerent, more or less. What more do you want, my first born child in sacrifice?
Just, try to lighten up a little if we have to keep interacting for god knows what reason. I’m too exhausted to keep fighting a war on 20 different fronts. Truce?
Overworked and Underpaid,
Snow
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From: Colonel_Kö[email protected]
03/06/23 at 09:01 pm
Subject: RE: RE: RE: RE: wassup bitchhhhh
Oh? So the fledgling doctor deigns to admit a modicum of culpability at last. How gracious of her highness to acknowledge her part in this debacle, no matter how begrudgingly.
Though I’ll not deny deriving a certain satisfaction from seeing you squirm, that was never my aim. As Commander of KorTac, security of sensitive data is no laughing matter – a concept you seemed unwilling or unable to grasp at the time.
However, as one engaged in higher pursuits of intellectual rigor and public service, I can understand the pressures that come with such territory. Medical education is a noble yet arduous path, as I’m sure even your addled mind comprehends on occasion.
Very well, Ms. Farron – consider this matter put to rest. A temporary ceasefire it is, for the sake of future global stability if nothing else. But tread not again where you have been warned, or I shall not be so gracious next transgression.
Do try to mind your health and studies in lieu of drunken revelry. Wouldn’t want to lose such a pugnacious spirit to frivolity or misfortune. Now, do run along – no doubt some looming assignment awaits its dissection.
Colonel König
KorTac Commanding Officer
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From: [email protected]
To: Colonel_Kö[email protected]
03/07/23 at 02:19 am
Subject: Aw, you DO care!
Aww, is that actually concern I detect underneath all the big important Colonel bluster? I’m touched, really. Who knew you had a soft spot for lowly students like me.
Admit it – you just can’t stand the thought of little ol’ me disappearing in some “frivolous misfortune.” You’d miss having me around to aggravate that permanent stick up your butt!
But don’t worry, it’ll take more than a silly paper or two to take me out of commission. Unlike some people, I actually know how to unwind without threatening international incidents *cough cough*.
All jokes aside though, truce accepted on my end too. Maybe now we can move past wanting to strangle each other every time we’re in the same email chain. Small victories, right?
Anyways, gotta get back to the grind. Thanks for not making me regret extending the olive branch…this time. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do!
Your Favorite Almost-Doctor,
Snow
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From: Colonel_Kö[email protected]
03/07/23 at 08:05 am
Subject: RE: Aw, you DO care!
Cease this incessant jesting at once, fraulein. I neither “care” for you as anything more than a potential security concern, nor possess any jovial qualities to “aggravate.”
A commander's duties require maintaining surveillance of volatile elements wherever they arise. You have thus far proven yourself quite the unpredictable variable, so forgive my reluctance to take eyes fully off the matter.
As for your studies, consider this the only encouragement they shall receive from me. Master your craft with distinction, then mayhaps our paths need not cross again in the future. Though I admit the thought of you disappearing into obscurity does bring its own satisfactions to ponder.
Now then, if you’re quite finished wasting both our time with your misguided attempts at levity, some of us have real work to which attending. Do try and keep yourself from causing further disruptions, medic. You may resume your “grind” in peace.
Colonel König
KorTac Commanding Officer
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From: [email protected]
To: Colonel_Kö[email protected]
03/07/23 at 12:56 pm
Subject: RE: RE: Aw, you DO care!
Always so grumpy, Colonel Grumpy Pants! Lighten up a little, will ya? Not all of us can be stoic hard asses all the time.
Speaking of asses, mine is practically dragging on the floor from exhaustion. Between classes, labs, studying, and my various part-time jobs, I’m surprised I have any brain cells left at all.
Don’t even get me started on these student loans. At this rate, I’ll be paying them off until I’m 90. Not that you military bigwigs have to worry about pesky things like money, I’m sure. Must be nice.
You know, maybe I should just forget this whole doctor thing and become a sugar baby instead. At least then I could afford to eat once in a while AND maybe some lucky rich person would be willing to pay off my debts. What do you think – interested in an investment opportunity? I promise I come with lots of free sass and jokes at your expense!
Kidding of course…or am I? You’ll never know!
Your favorite broke and tired med student,
Snow
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From: Colonel_Kö[email protected]
03/07/23 at 03:37 pm
Subject: RE: RE: RE: Aw, you DO care!
One of these days that improperly-filtered mouth of yours will find its owner in hot water she can’t jest her way out of, medic. I’d advise reigning in these fanciful sugar baby musings before they land you in a far less pleasant situation.
However, your frustration with the systemic burdens of medical education is…understandable. The modern model leaves much to be desired in terms of sustainability for both student and society. A dysfunction perpetuated by greed and shortsightedness at the highest levels, as with so many ills in this world.
As for offers of “investment,” I’ve no surplus funds to patronize frivolities. Nor the patience to entertain speculative propositions from volatile girls who can’t keep themselves from inviting more trouble than they bargain for. Focus that restless energy on your studies as discussed, and all should proceed smoothly.
Now then, if there are no further inanities requiring response, I’ve a command to oversee. Best of luck with exams and endeavors, Farron. Dismissed.
Colonel König
KorTac Commanding Officer
I will write the next part later when I have time <3
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Boys Be Brave [EP.3] // Translation notes
Alright, I got prompted by @turndon100-blog @okiedokie2216 @lurkingshan and the ending of Ep.3 gave me hype boost so I'll try to write some clarification and translation for the scenes from my phone while I still remember everything xD Sorry if this is not going to be as well formatted as my other language posts tho...
Kiseob wants to prove to Jinwoo that he perfectly fits his entire "My ideal type" checklist and he lists all the things he nails. This might've been confusing to many in subs, but the thing is - 첫눈 (chot nun) in Korean can both mean "first sight" and "first snow". So Jinwoo immediately argues that Kiseob failed to achieve being perfect in all to-do points because Jinwoo hasn't fallen in love with him at first sight (as he mentions it in the beginning of the episode). But Kiseob confidently argues that no, there was no first snow this winter yet and shows the December article that says first snow is late this year and might only fall in January.
So technically Jinwoo can still fall in love with Kiseob at first snow and achieve perfect 10/10, therefore no failure yet! Poor Jinwoo can't argue with that logic... (That frustrated little jiggly stomping lmao)
This message also said that he better pay that credit back until Friday, otherwise there will be extra fee.
He said "Choi BalgEum. Look at me" (or focus on me) 🥺
눈치 없어 (nunchi opseo) is a phrase that literally means "have no sense" (it also was formed from 눈 - eyes, as I can guess), but it's used in the context of being perceptive (눈치 있어/nunchi isseo, having sense), feeling the subtext or nonverbal clues - and, well, the lack of it on the opposite, like being clueless.
So Balgeum actually means "Can't you see? Don't you understand the implications?"(of him holding Kiseob's hand) "I asked, don't you realize?" Stop following me around like a clueless fool" (he said that "having no sense" phrase 3 times in a row, who are you trying to fool here yourself, my guy lol)
Balgeum also curses twice at his piano not-friend-situationship. Here he says after asking to stop following him: "It's fucking embarrassing". Probably, the fact that he keeps showing up and asking to talk to him, but can also mean doing this while he obviously "has a boyfriend".
When they meet in evening, he also curses again "why the fuck do you keep appearing?" Balgeum is just definitely trying to hurt him as much as possible :(
This translation works but just to clarify - Kiseob says "Why do you often hide?". So he doesn't just ask why Jinwoo were still hiding under bed while he was talking to him, he was asking why Jinwoo was running away and hiding from him all the time (while he likes him).
"I hated you back then and I hate you now, that's why I run away."
And I just love the phrase 아니잖아... (anijanha) that he gets in response. Because it means "That's not true... (and you know it too)". There's literally a grammar point in Korean that lets you insist on something you know that the other person also should be aware of. So Balgeum angrily claims he ran away in the past and he runs away now because he hates Inho (I hope that's his name, forgive me if anything), and Inho counter argues that no, he doesn't hate him. And implies they both know it. That's why Balgeum resorts to less angry "Think whatever you want".
And the fact that even after this, Balgeum kept playing up his masquarade and saying he wants to vomit even thinking about that they had something, that he regrets it every day - no wonder Inho finally snaps and calls him an asshole/scum when he didn't use cursing before, unlike Balgeum, and so the i-dont-wanna-hurt-you-but-i-am-emotional "fight" begins.
But here we have a silver lining!
"- Meet me only three times... - I got it (what you want), so... (let go of me)"
알겠다 (al'getta) literally means "I know/I understand" but (going with my intuition) it's used naturally in cases that you understood the information you were given, received instructions and will follow them.
I'm not sure what Ep.4 will bring, but I won't be surprised if Balgeum and Inho actually will go to 3 dates because Balgeum sounded like he was giving in, after letting out his anger/fear/frustration/etc through wrestling with Inho. His final verdict for Inho pleading him to go on 3 dates with him is: "Let me go. I told you, I understand (your request and I will consider it most likely in a positive way)"
Here you go! These guys grow on me more and more with every episode. I am fascinated to see Jinwoo ditching his perfectly planned schedule, Kiseob finally refusing to follow where other people drag him, Inho fighting to make his love exist despite brutal rejections and punches, and Balgeum's carefully crafted defense walls breaking as he lets a glimmer of hope and love return to his life.
This show isn't deep at all, it's foolish and yet I'm starting to see layers and development and I'm intrigued where they all will go.
If you've got any other questions about this or previous episodes, let me know! (With timecodes preferrable)
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PART 1 OF A LITTLE IDEA FOR A NEW HETALIA FAN WORK WITH A HORROR ELEMENTS PRESENT, TAKING CERTAIN INSPIRATION FROM ANALOG HORROR, THE NEXT PART WILL CONTAIN SHORT DESCRIPTIONS OF ILLNESS AND BLOOD.
I am doing this for fun so sorry if there are any errors english is not my first language, lol, but i would be really grateful if you guys shared this so i can feel encouraged to write and draw more for this AU and if any other artist wanted to collab to do more about this idea, my DMs are always open.
I hope you enjoy.
THAT MORNING
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During a winter morning on 11 January 2001, a phenomenon of unknown origin was sighted and documented around the world, which, upon further investigation, would be
named "The First Baptism".
Several days before the event, sudden changes in temperature had been observed, decreasing alarmingly, but finally stabilizing the night before, during which it snowed, however, the weather forecast had already informed the public of the possibility of more snowfall during the remainder of the week and that hail showers were not ruled out.
11 January, 8:00 AM
It was snowing again; classes had been cancelled, but there were children in the streets.
playing, people were late for work.
While mortals went about their business, the nations observed from their offices, homes, gardens, wherever they were, the occurrences of the peculiar day, some with surprise, some with satisfaction, and a few with childlike wonder.
And then, as soon as the clock struck the hour, it happened.
9:00 AM
What had begun as a quiet morning turned into a snowstorm, which the witnesses
described as the heaviest of their lives, and when they looked up into the sky, their eyes could focus enough on the middle of the blizzard; they saw, amidst all the whiteness, a huge line stretching across the heavens.
All describe seeing the same line; some say they believed it was caused by the wake turbulence of a plane or something similar, or that their eyesight deceived them, which was proved to be untrue, as the line in the sky began to "open up," now being described as an "incision" in the sky, a wound, which opened its maw and poured over the cities and them.
inhabitants, its contents.
…
One of the soldiers pierced his side with a lance (λόγχη), and immediately there came out blood and water.
John 19:34
…
The contents were black particles, which tainted the snow, causing it to change colour.
to a dark jet, and for the next half hour, the wound in the sky continued to fester, and the cities were covered by thick blankets of dark snow.
The black snowfall, nowadays known as The First Baptism, lasted for the course of a week.
During which time the world was brought to a complete standstill due to the possibility of side effects from exposure to the phenomenon.
Initially it was thought that the possible cause were black coal emissions, but this was quickly ruled out as no black carbon was found after samples were analyzed.
Everything seemed to be trapped, frozen in time, all except for the fine flakes falling to the earth because of gravity.
And the immortals were the most affected, acting like statues; they remained in the same position ever since, with their feet stuck in the ground as if they had taken root, immobile except for their lips, eyes, and small involuntary movements of their hands.
People close to them, such as their bosses or assistants, describe the immortals being suddenly drawn to the dark snow from day one, leaving their homes, abandoning work, looking up with lost eyes and expressionless faces, stretching out their arms trying to reach whatever flakes they could between their fingers, removing parts of the clothing for better contact with the snow and breathing rapidly, they were described as out of their minds, babbling unintelligible words.
When attempts were made to convince them to go back inside, they did not respond.
And if attempts were made to force them inside, they became violent, so to prevent the situation from escalating further, it was decided to allow them to stay that way.
This was until the seventh day.
Where, inexplicably, every nation moved towards their capitals abnormally fast.
It was not so common these days to observe them using any of their supernatural qualities, let alone without any warning.
Although there are records of these mobilizations, there are few reports of the concrete actions of the immortals, as the capitals had been the areas most affected by the storm, and despite attempts to observe closely what they did there, it was impossible to get
close enough to discern, and they were lost from sight.
That is, with about three exceptions that were much later made available to the public and other nations.
The United States of America, the Russian Federation, and Great Britain.
Washington D.C.
America could be seen heading towards the White House in the middle of the storm, and once he arrived at the North Lawn, he stopped moving, with the use of a camera it was possible to observe his face closer, he was observed with had a manic expression and seemed to have say something.
Moscow
Russia was spotted in the red square along General Winter, who was described as "Odd," and unlike America, he wandered around the area for several minutes, running around like a madman, until he crossed his gaze with the tomb of the unknown soldier, at which point he ceased his activity and calmed down.
No information was provided on the specific location of the event.
England interrupted his journey midway, being drawn to sources of water, plunging into a semi-frozen river, he was quickly rescued.
No other reports are available for the other cases due to a lack of information.
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AITA for not wanting to go on a walk and then telling the truth?
📚⛷️ for later
I (14f) am currently on vacation in the Alps skiing. For context, I have two younger brothers (12 and 6). What my family usually does is ski in the morning, have lunch, and then either ski some more or play board games together in the afternoon. Before, we used to go on walks in the afternoon but we stopped once we started getting better at skiing and got tired faster.
My mum loves to go on walks and regularly goes out. For the past few years she usually goes on walks in the morning when the rest of the family is out skiing as she has an injury that prevents her from skiing. Today I went with her as I am also injured lol.
My brothers and I do not like to go on walks. We’re very vocal about it, I do enjoy walking in the city (where I live) however and we all play a lot of sports so health is not an issue. This morning I decided to go with her and we went on an hour-long walk (It was snowing and the ground was very muddy, and my injury is worse when I breathe hard). She seemed upset that it wasn’t longer but she is the one who insisted that we go home.
This afternoon she drags everyone out on another walk. My dad and brothers were clearly exhausted (it was their first day and we had a 13-hour drive to come here) but my dad was a good sport and we all went out.
So now we’re all out walking and we keep the complaints to a minimum; obviously my youngest brother wasn’t very good at it but he sensed the tone of the walk and wasn’t too bad. After about an hour there comes a split in the path ; one continues straight and one goes directly up a very steep hill. My mom asked us what we wanted to do and none of us replied; I don’t know what my brothers did but I just looked at my dad. My mom then got very mad and said “Let’s just go home, you never want to do stuff like this” I argued that I hadn’t said anything, but apparently she could see it in my eyes.
While we walk back she was very mad still and kept complaining about how we never want to do stuff that she likes (sidenote: this summer we went on a 3-week long road trip where we went to Yosemite, the Grand Canyon, Sequoia National park, Death Valley, and Sedona; it was very walk/hike-heavy and it was largely because of her that we went). This is where I think I might be the asshole: at some point I got angry as well and said that she knows very well that we do stuff like this all the time, and why force us to do something that she knows that we’re not going to like? She has been giving me the silent treatment ever since.
Another sidenote since I’m trying to give all possible information: we always come to the same place since before I could walk, but always in winter. Mom been talking about how she wants to come here in summer a lot recently and is trying to sell it to us by saying how pretty it is and how many walks we could do.
Last piece of extra information: My mom had walked the entire valley that were in right now and back and least three times over the years ; the path was definitely nothing that she hadn’t seen before.
My brothers and I are staying in the same room at the moment so she came to say goodnight to the youngest only (this is not the right post for favoritism so I’m not going to go into that) and right before she left she looked at me and 12-year-old brother and just said that she knows that we don’t love her. I find this really childish and an immature way to deal with this.
Thank you for all the help
What are these acronyms?
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To Be a Songbird: Part Three
Summary: Arranged marriages are wonderful when they work and disastrous when they don’t. The funny part? You never thought that you’d be in this situation. You had always wanted to marry your betrothed and now you’re single. What a joy.
Vil x Reader x Leona
Part One , Part Two , Part Three (Here!), Part Four (Coming Soon)
Hello everyone! Forgive me for being late on part three. This part is mostly focused on some world building and future plot. This story is going to be a lot bigger than the original four parts. Not a huge surprise there lol. I hope you enjoy and let me know if you have any questions!
Warnings: Arranged Marriage, Insecure Thoughts (Reader), Political Drama, Relationship Breakup, Implied One Sided Affection
You let out a sigh of relief as you walked into the castle, tension bleeding out of your shoulders. You had a surprising amount of fun in Sunset Savanna but the late summer heat was killer. Leona had been relentless about mocking how easily you got exhausted and you threatened to knock him into a snow pile.
The ride home was long but fairly easily, sticking to main roads and trails. You would get scolded later for not bringing a carriage but it was too much hassle in the mountains. Your mother had responded well to King Falena’s letter, sending you a private letter as well. She was worried about you jumping into things but wasn’t going to stop you. That was another conversation you would have to have.
The servants in the foyer greeted you warmly and you responded in kind, making your way deeper into the castle. You would have to go find your knights later but all you wanted to do right now was eat, bathe and go to sleep. A loud ‘whoop!’ made you pause on your way to the kitchens and you turned towards your brother’s wing.
Charlie was your younger by two years and the perfect example of a modern guy. He loved gaming and everything online, happily buying new and old systems alike. He was smart when it came to numbers but people were always a struggle. You were thankful that he had some good friends, even if politics were difficult for him.
“Are you sure you’re not a noob?” Your brother’s voice was teasing and you poking your head into the gaming room, smiling to yourself. Charlie’s head of platinum blonde was easy to spot and so were the bright blue flames. Idia turned to Charlie with a smirk, sharp teeth on display.
“Oh ho! Got some fighting words now huh? You got lucky last round, see how a master does it.” Charlie laughed off the taunt, sitting up more in his beanbag chair.
“You were going easy on me? Could have sworn I saw you sweating.” Idia scoffed and they continued their banter, loading up another screen. It looked like a fighting game but you didn’t know more than that. You enjoyed playing sometimes but nothing like that.
“Welcome home!” Ortho’s voice startled both the boys into turning towards the door. The youngest floated over, lights happily flashing. “Charles informed us that you would be coming home soon but you are 2.5 days early!”
“Thank you Ortho, I’m happy to be home.” You gave Ortho a smile and waved at the boys. “Hey you two, I’m back.”
“Welcome back!” Charlie was happy to see you and Idia looked a little embarrassed but waved back. Idia and Ortho were like siblings you never had; you weren’t as close to them as Charlie but you had an obvious soft spot.
“I hope you two are behaving.” You teased and they both smirked, sharing a look.
“Something like that.” Idia snickered and you laughed.
“I can’t ask for anything more. I’ll leave you to it then.” You gave one last wave and turned to go, Ortho speaking up.
“Oh! Congratulations on your new engagement!” The gamers froze, two pairs of wide eyes staring at you.
“E-E-Engaged!?” Charlie’s voice echoed off the walls and Idia looked stunned.
“Ortho went right for the crit, ouch…” Idia’s comment got glossed over but you heard it, giving Charlie a confused look.
“I thought mom told you?” Charlie shook his head so fast at your question you were sure it was going to fall off.
“No! Engaged to who!?” Ortho answered his question before you could, hands clapped together happily.
“Leona Kingscholar! They just entered the courtship phase so it’s still very early.”
“How do you know all that?” Charlie asked while Idia made gagging sounds in the back, nose wrinkled up.
“Kingscholar? Talk about a major jock. No thank you, 0 out of 10.” You gave an exaggerated sigh, giving them all a deadpan look.
“Thanks so much for your support guys, really appreciate it.” Your brother frowned, putting the controller down and walking over. Idia and Ortho shared a look but said anything.
“Are you sure that’s what you want to do? Doesn’t it seem a little soon?” You frowned, reminding yourself that your brother cared and was asking from a place of concern.
“It’s been 6 months.” Was how you responded and Charlie wasn’t having any of it.
“And you were engaged since you were five. I thought you didn’t like Leona?” You sighed at the question, pulling one of the chairs out so you could sit. The boys moved to sit around you, Idia pretending like he didn’t care but listening intently.
“Leona can be full of himself, sure. But he’s smart and proposed the fairest terms that I’ve ever seen.” You gave a snort, shaking your head. “I don’t know if it’ll go all the way to marriage, mostly I think he wants to get out of Sunset Savana and away from his brother.”
“I don’t blame him, the king is a total prep.” Idia chimed in, giving a nod. “Who wants to be by all that positivity all day? Hard pass.”
“We still have to figure out courtship rules and all that so I don’t expect anything to change quickly. This was just the initial contact and paperwork.” Charlie frowned but gave a slow nod.
“What’s Vil going to say?” Your heart clenched at your brother’s question and you shrugged, trying to play is off but failing.
“Hopefully nothing. There aren’t lingering terms about him being able to deny me courting and I’ve waited the ‘correct’ amount of time.” You let out a bitter laugh, a sneer coming onto your face. “Besides, he hasn’t talked to me since everything was finalized.”
The room feel into an uneasy silence, the boys looking at each other but not knowing that to say. None of them were engaged and politics were outside their wheelhouses. Finally, Idia opened his mouth but a knock on the door stopped him. All of you stood as your mom walked into the room, everything giving a bow.
“There you are dear, I was looking for you.” Your mom gave everyone a smile and you smiled back, giving her a hug as you walked over. “Welcome home.”
“Thank you.” You ignored her advisor, James, standing in the hallway. His face was completely void of emotion but you were sure that he’d be cornering you later for a lecture. “How are you? How has everything been?”
“Everything has been fine, nothing to report.” She waved off your questions, tucking your arm into hers and tugging you towards the door. The boys snickered as she began to drag you off and you gave them a wave as you followed after her. “I want to talk to you about your letter.”
“I’m very popular today.” You gave a mock sigh and she laughed, squeezing your elbow.
“Indeed. It’s not every day one of us gets engaged.”
“Far too early, might I add.” James’ voice was heavy with disapproval and you sighed, glancing over your shoulder at him.
“Not according to the betrothal terms.” James opened his mouth to speak back but your mom held up her hand, looking between you.
“Don’t start you two, not until we have tea and snacks. I want the entire story.” Her tone was more serious than before and you knew you were speaking more to the queen than your mom. You nodded, shoulders straightening up without thinking.
“Of course.” You mourned the missed opportunity to take a bath but at least you’d be able to eat. Hopefully the conversation wouldn’t take all night.
♥
The conversation took all night and even into the early morning. You were done recounting everything by dinner (James kept interrupting) but then your dad returned from his town visit and wanted to hear everything. The boys came in and out of the dining room, catching snippets and offering unhelpful advice.
The consensus, by the end, was to let the courtship move forward. You hadn’t been worried but James, as always, wanted to bend your mother’s ear. He was a firm believer that your bother should take over the throne and while you appreciated someone so dedicated in your bother’s corner, it was annoying how often he made it seem like you were trying to steal power.
“Clearly this is a move to get the throne.” James said for the third time and you sighed, rubbing your eyes. Your parents, James and yourself had retired to your dad’s study and all you wanted to do was sleep. Arguing with James was the last thing you wanted to do and you gave him an unimpressed look.
“I don’t desire the throne James, you know that.” He didn’t respond to your words, a deep scowl on his face.
“Aligning yourself to another Kingdon so soon after an annulled betrothal? It’s a political move for power.”
“Is it so hard to believe that I found the terms agreeable? And maybe, just maybe, I want to watch Vil squirm a little bit?” He scoffed at your question, giving a small shake of his head.
“Petty revenge for Your Highness? That I can believe.” You scowled and sat up in your chair, going to say something but your mom spoke up.
“That’s enough James.” The advisor bowed and stepped back, your mom continuing. “Everything is in alignment and I have no issue with this going forward. It will be up to you and Leona Kingscholar what this develops into, if anything.” At your nod of understanding she smiled and stood, everyone else standing with her. “Now, I believe its far past our bedtimes. We can discuss this more in the morning but I am content where things are.”
You gave a grateful sigh and wish your parents a goodnight, James getting a head nod. He didn’t return it and you ignored him; he had been like this ever since you could remember.
Sleep came quickly and easily and the next few days were spent getting back into the rhythm of the castle. Most of your duties were things that could be taken on the road but there were a few that were impossible. Things relating to Lantern Blossom, the largest city in the Land of Lights and the capital.
It was refreshing to get back into your normal work, meeting with advisors and the city council. You spoke to the mayor and checking in on shipping routes, making sure everything was running smoothly. Your brother rolled his eyes and called you a workaholic and you ignored him. Thing would be busy until mid-Fall and by then the prep for winter would be done. The Land of Lights didn’t close for the winter but it got close for the northern most cities, Lantern Blossom being one.
Privately you were wondering what was going to happen with your courtship. Leona had agreed to send letters back and forth while you worked out the details and so far he had been, surprisingly, consistent.
The letters were fairly short and never gave too much personal detail but they were written in his looping cursive. He was trying to get permission to come visit in the winter and you were debating. You tried to tell him that he would be trapped with no where to go once the snow hit but he was insistent. That way Cheka wouldn’t be able to visit.
It wasn’t a horrible idea. Leona would either fit in or make everyone miserable for three months. It was more trial by fire than you were initially thinking but you couldn’t shake the idea.
Vil would visit the Land of Lights when he had to but no more than that. More often than not you were in the Shaftlands. He never said it out loud but the older you got, the more you realized that he didn’t enjoy your homeland. It wasn’t a requirement, of course, but it was hard to justify spending every waking moment out of the castle. Leona coming to visit would be a change of pace.
And he knows it. A part of your mind chimed in and you hummed, thinking it over. So far Leona was being agreeable, almost too much so. You’re not naïve enough to think he liked you, not by a long shot. At least not yet, part of you hoped. Leona had been paying attention politically and using that to get in good standing with you. And you’d let him. For now.
You gave a sigh, rubbing your temple as you wrote Leona back. Your parents had agreed to house him for the winter and you were going to let him know. Charlie was going to be leaving on a diplomatic visit to the Scalding Sands come mid-Fall and it worked out. One heir always had to be in country and now it was your turn to sit tight.
You knew, privately, that the only reason Charlie was willing to go was because of the errands you would be sending him on in Briar Valley. Your brother was strangely fond of the dragon heir and you weren’t going to discourage him. A tiny part of you was jealous but you pushed it down; there were no signs things were like that between them. At least not yet.
Letter written you decided to relax, watching the sun set on the mountains. You smiled to yourself, imaging pushing Leona into a snow pile. You’d have to see how well his fur withstood the cold. You wanted this to work out more than you thought. Closing your eyes, you hoped he would accept. Both the invitation and you.
You snorted, giving a wry smile. What a romantic. Gross.
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Hello!! I was wondering if you could do some headcannons for a reader (g/n) who doesn’t eat much and tends to sleep during the day with the strawhats boys?
For some more information to work with, let’s say the reader is a new crew member! They may be a bit of a cuddler when sleeping (/p), and will probably offer whatever they can’t eat to Luffy. They are from a cold climate and will usually clean their plate with cold foods, and seem to enjoy sleeping in cold, dark or even damp areas. In warm climates, they’re usually trying to sleep 24/7 to avoid the heat.
I hope that helps, and feel free to have fun with this! Go wild!
a/n - I didn’t know a request could describe me-??? 🗿 how tf did you do that anon? 😭 tysm for this request anon! I hate hot weather and rn in America it’s ridiculously warm 💀
Warnings ⚠️ - g/n reader, fluff, platonic relationships <3
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Luffy
- He always loves a new Nakama!
- First time he met you, it was almost clear as day that he had to invite you to the crew
- but! He was so confused when you didn’t even have close to how big of an appetite this rubber man has
- Why did you always give your food to him?
- It was almost kinda- dumb to him 💀
- “Y/n! You’re always giving me perfectly good meat! Why don’t you eat any??” (He’s saying this as his mouth is full with your food)
- When you try to explain that you just don’t have much of an appetite, he can’t understand
- this boy can’t fathom how you wouldn’t take up the offer of perfectly wonderful meat
- but you make up for it because you allow him to fall asleep on your shoulder during the day for a nap!
- He finds you very comfortable to lay on :)
- Zoro totally gets it, sleeping is life
- You sleep- quite a lot during the day, maybe even more than Zoro
- It made Luffy interested in just watching you as you slept, or trying different ways to wake you up
- One of them being throwing you into the ocean 💀
- Or maybe putting a plate of meat in front of your nose to see if the scent woke you up like it did for him
- During the hotter days, he finally noticed that you slept a LOT more and seemed to eat even less than you did before
- First thought he had was that you were dying :’)
- He asked chopper to make sure you weren’t dying
- “Maybe y/n just needs some meat! I’ll give some of mine, maybe that’ll make it all better?”
- “..Luffy not everyone is like you-“ -Nami
- He’s definitely a bit concerned! But after your explanation, it gave him some peace of mind
- “Ohhh so you just don’t like the hot weather? So how about I throw you into the ocean? That’ll make you better right? Ok let’s go!”
- he literally picked you up and chucked you into the ocean 💀
- what made it worse was that he jumped in with you because he thought it’d be fun .-.
- You ended up not only having to try to not drown, but also save Luffy’s ass
- He learned his lesson, “y/n hates hot weather”
- During the colder seasons, he noticed you were a lot less exhausted and tired
- He loves playing in the snow with you!!
- he gave you his cold food and made you give him your meat, fair trade
- he usually stayed near you because since you’re accustomed to the cold, you were naturally a pretty warm person
- you also enjoy sleeping when it’s raining, the damp, clean smell of the rain, and the soft pattering against the wood and windows of the room you slept in only made your sleep more pleasant
- Luffy loves how you sleep a lot during the day! Perfect person to use as a pillow for naps lol
- You don’t like warm foods? Give him your stuff and he’ll trade you his cold food :)
Zoro
- of all people Zoro is the one to understand how you sleep a lot during the day
- I mean- have you seen how much this man naps??
- He can sleep through a fucking tornado or a war 💀
- he’s not a fan of hot weather either, but not as much as you
- You sleep more to try and avoid it, so he’ll try to bring you some cold water every now and then
- He immediately took notice to your dislike towards hot weather, and as well as hot foods
- he’s kind of confused as to why you don’t eat a lot, but he leaves you alone about it, after all, this man has no room to talk with his lack of directional sense :/
- he’s actually impressed because he isn’t as used to the cold as you, so he still has to wear extra jackets out in the snow
- He very reluctantly asks you how you’re so used to the cold
- But when you just say that you’re “used to it” eh- that doesn’t bode well with him
- Man has a mission now to be able to withstand the cold
- He took all his jackets off (yes like in chopper’s first arc lmao) and started swimming around and diving into the snow headfirst
- “… is he getting dumber?” -Sanji
- yea he got sick, and then decided to continue doing whatever he was doing, not connecting the dots that perhaps being out in -20 degree weather without proper clothing wasn’t smart??
- this man doesn’t know what the fuck a cold is, so you had to educate him about that
- “Zoro. It’s a cold. It’s not a person that’s trying to stop you from training. It’s literally your body saying you need to rest.”
- you forced him to put clothes on (you had to get Nami to punch him to knock him out to make it easier on you)
- all in all, cold weather (with proper clothing) = yes
- cold weather + no clothes + swimming in ice cold water + skin touching snow directly = fuck no
Sanji
- at first, Sanji didn’t really like how you never wanted to finish your food
- So when he confronted you about it, and you explained, he tried his best to be an understanding friend about it!
- He started making you colder foods so that you’d eat more often and finish your food :)
- and no he will not let Luffy touch your food lmao
- he learned to make smoothies and that sorta thing if you liked them :D
- He didn’t pester you if you were napping while it was time to clean the deck, not because he treated you like his previous Nami-swan and Robin-chwan- but because he knew that you probably needed some rest
- Hot weather was absolutely horrible for you after all
- He’ll let you nap on his shoulder but I don’t think you’d want to bec he’s always smoking- so it might smell kinda weird 💀
- Zoro gets mad at him for letting you nap and not letting him nap
- “Well at least y/n doesn’t have moss green hair you dumbass!”
- “At least I don’t have curly eyebrows you perverted cook!”
- it turned into a brawl btw and yes it woke you up
- you walked up onto deck, tired eyes, seeing Luffy perched on top of a barrel (in L’s sitting position lmao) with something sticking out of his mouth
- “Oh hey y/n! Do you want a popsicle? Sanji made ‘em.” He said, offering one from the.. Many in his hand
- (ok popsicles are amazing lmao)
- Nami knocked both of them out so don’t you worry!
- You can eat your popsicle in peace with chopper :)
a/n - oh gosh- I feel like these were kind of aimless and funky- hope y’all like them tho 💜
<3
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Since jealousy is apparently the key to getting wukong to realize his feelings, and you said he didn't even realize at all in rin rin route; imagine that in saving Yue macaque kills her father, becomes the new heir cause he's Helen of Troy there, and (since I don't think Mac or Shanzha would go back to be heartbroken, but also macaque doesnt hate wukong so no reason to completely cut contact) ffm get informed by letter Yue is saved and about prince macaque. Wukong of course will visit cause he misses his "bestie" and see just how popular Mac is.
then he realize his feelings and that he missed his chance and also feel horribly guilty for feeling like this in front of his wife
To answer your question directly concerning the scenario you wrote out: yes. Wukong would be filled with a horrible mixture of jealousy/yearning/guilt. But hey, he’s not alone. RinRin would be feeling the exact same thing. What a pair they make.
But things wouldn’t exactly play out that way post RinRin Route.
(More below)
So, while the death of Yue’s Father is a certain thing after Macaque and Shanzha return to the Land of Eternal Snow, it’s a bit more complicated than that. Their intention was only to grab Yue and lead a quiet together in some corner where no one would bother them. Things happened which I won’t expand on since it’s a major spoiler to Queen of the Mountain. A lot of people died (including Yue’s Father).
After the dust settled, there were only a few members of the clan left and an empty clan head seat. And no, Macaque didn’t take it. Shanzha did. It’s her bloodline right as the oldest surviving member of the main line. Technically, it should be Yue who is next in line as the daughter of the Clan Heir, but she was too young.
Shanzha took the seat of power so she can clean things up for Yue to inherit. When other demon clans started to attack the very vulnerable Zodiac Monkey Clan, Shanzha and Macaque took arms and they led them to victory, accidentally expanding their territory. Shanzha was very, very good at fighting and winning, so she became known as a warlord - even though it was other demons attacking her and not the other way around????
Macaque took a role of an advisor since he knows what ruling is like and can see from a mile away that Shanzha was accidentally making an empire. He just wanted the best for their niece, who he’s terribly fond of and wants to give the world to her.
Since they were already co-parenting and have no interest in starting a romance with, well, anyone after their respective heartbreaks, the two get platonically married. It boosts Shanzha’s image anyways to have such a gorgeous mate who’s “devoted” to her and her alone. They make it work.
Now, Wukong - despite some changes - still somehow manages to get himself into trouble with Heaven (eats their peaches, drinks their wine, and steals all the pills) and gets thrown under the mountain. Maybe it’s a self-sabotaging thing. Or maybe it’s an effort to give RinRin immortality so she wouldn’t have to depend solely on his feelings since he realized that his love for her wasn’t as strong as he thought (lol it’s your guilt that’s keeping her there, silly).
Macaque and Shanzha respond when they hear of FFM’s burning. They give help, supplies, and troops to help defend the island as it recovers. Shanzha went directly there herself, reunited with RinRin for a time, before returning to her territory. Of course, there’s lots of unearthed feelings and pining but they leave it open ended since they have responsibilities.
Wukong, on the other hand, has his reunion with Macaque during his journey to the west. He and his pilgrim brothers come across the Land of Eternal Snow and are treated as important guests. No demon shenanigans. Just Wukong blatantly pining over his best friend. Who’s married to the warlord. And has an adorable child.
Zhu Baije: Brother, I can’t believe I’m saying this, but stop flirting. You’re going to get us kicked out.
Wukong: What do you mean? I’m not flirting. I’m just happy to see my best friend after all this time!
Everyone: …
Tripitaka and the other pilgrims are worried about Wukong offending the Warlord but nope, she’s too busy pouring her heart out on her most recent message to the Queen of FFM - updating her about her husband’s whereabouts, of course.
Macaque is doing well. He’s respected, loved, and lusted after by many. What do you mean he’s still not over Wukong? He’s the warlord’s husband. He’s the heiress’ doting guardian. What more does he want?
(Wukong, apparently.)
By the time Wukong has to move on, nothing is resolved aside from Yue getting the most powerful uncle in the world to support her claim to the clan head seat.
For the rest of the journey, Wukong is insufferable. He’s either waxing poetic about his “best friend in the world” or fuming over how Macaque still has demons throwing themselves at him despite his married status.
Whether these celestial monkey idiots resolve their complicated relationship or not is left open-ended. But there’s certainly a lot of pining. And doting over Yue because she deserves the world.
#queen of the mountain#shadowpeach#peachflower#Iceflower#iceshadow#answered asks#rinrin's route#remembrance route#slight spoilers#post game#what if#Warlord Shanzha#Advisor Macaque#Heiress Yue
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Basically yes they accused you of being a Sansa stan because Rhaegar and R/L shippers hate Sansa and her stans because, by and large, Sansa stans hate Rhaegar and think Lyanna was a victim. Sansa stans use her parallels with Joffrey in KL as a hostage to make parallels with Lyanna. Sansa stans, by in large, are anti-Dany, anti-Rhaegar, and anti-targ, and hate R/L as a ship for.....obvious fucking reasons lmao. I don't particularly care about either of these two characters to call myself a fan, but it's been hilarious to witness as an outside observer.
Also, further information on inter-fandom relations lol.....Arya stans are aligned with Rhaegar/Lyanna/Dany/Targ stans, fully believe R/L was some uncomplicated love story lmaooo, and will have a positive effect on Jon, once again lmaoooooo. Arya stans tend to lose their god damn minds whenever Sansa fans try to make parallels between Lyanna and Sansa because only Arya is allowed to parallel Lyanna. This is totally because both girls were gender non conforming and not because Arya stans like to use Lyanna as proof Arya will be the Prettiest Girl Ever and be the next Helen of Tory a la Lyanna and get her own targ prince in the form of Jon. No, they totally don't have headcanons or make up fanon in that regard. Not. At. All.
Anyway, the amount of discourse over a ship where the author couldn't be fucked to give the two individuals involved an in text conversation over 30 years across five books is beyond hilarious.
Imagine engaging in any if that unironcally and thinking you are in any way not deranged.
So, okay, let me wrap my head around their arguments. Rhaelya stans hate Sansa because..Sansa being a hostage makes Lyanna...look like she was a hostage...because there are parellels in both their situations. But of course Rhagear and Lyanna HAVE to be a love story, so naturally Sansa is antithetical to that because her story is a direct deconstruction of the false love story narrative.
And they also love Arya, because...Arya..looks like Lyanna...and isn't as hyper feminine as Sansa...so..therefore her fans think she aligns with Rhaegar because they...hate Sansa and pretend its a love story....
Even though the point of Lyanna Stark is that her untold narrative is comparative to both Sansa and Arya in different ways to showcase different aspects of the final years of a life in Lyanna we never knew. Sansa in a highborn girl trapped in a hostage situation where she has absolutely no way of escape, and is now forced to play along to her captors games because it is a matter of survival and watching them try to hold onto their goodness to varying degrees until someone helps them escape or not. And Arya, the more rambunctious girl who holds passions in things the boys do but knows she isn't supposed to engage in that stuff, but is encouraged by her brothers who ends up seperated and alone in the South far from her home and is forced into situations by proxy of having no one there to defend her against the adult soldiers.
But they are wrong in trying to align one sister over the other in who is the better Lyanna parallel. Because Sansa and Arya are not Lyanna. They are two aspects which tell us Lyannas story, but neither of them are actually Lyanna. There is only one character who represents Lyanna as a person, and thats her son.
No one is actually comparable to Lyanna Stark as a person, except for her son, Jon Snow.
Sansa and Arya are the motifs in which her story can be understood, but Jon is the character that tells us who she was as a person. Jon is the Winter Rose.
Also speaking of Jon idk how these people turn every single debate about these 4 characters (Rhaegar, Lyanna, Sansa, Arya, also Dany) into discussions about how THEY have the correct incest ship.
Like...
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Can we leave Jon out of just one single discussion not about him or try to always pull him back into an incest debate? Please? You incest loving weirdos.
#im dying these people me aneurysms#did these people write season 7 and 8 because their logic is just as ass backwards and dumb and goofy and dumb#game of thrones#a song of ice and fire#asoiaf#anti rhaegar targaryen#anti rhaegar x lyanna#anti targ stans#anti targaryen#anti rhaegar stans#anti jonsa#anti jonerys#anti jonrya#HOW MANY ANTI TAGS THESE PEOPLE GONNA MAKE ME INCLUDE DOESNT THIS TELL YALL YOU HAVE PROBLEMS????
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Can't Look Back: Quest Discussion (Part 1)
So like I mentioned in my last post, I'll be talking about this quest! Geez, it's been a while since I did one of these, but this IS a really good story.
It's one of those stories that isn't connected to a bigger narrative - it's a one-shot story, in the book that is LOM.
Reflecting on this quest, now, I though, I realize it shares a lot of themes with the Star-Crossed Lovers Arc, and is sort of a miniaturization of its story. I'll discuss this point some more later.
"Can't Look Back" is pretty memorable for tackling a pretty heavy story and for giving Mephianse a very human story. Most people probably play "Reach for the Stars" before this quest, and so have the impression of Mephianse as this theatrically evil mastermind who sought a way to bring down the stars in a fairly comedic quest that's basically a huge prank.
But this quest is very different, and while it does feature some students, the focus of the story is Mephianse and his brother, Nakratos.
From the very start of the story you're already a lot of information even with a few lines of dialogue, namely that Faeries are involved, Nakratos's wife is dead, and whatever he did was related to his response to her death.
It's quite fitting that the bg theme for Fieg Snowfields is titled "Evanescent Memories" with this quest in mind.
Mephianse does stop his dramatic monologuing to acknowledge the player and he speaks with a rather teacherly concern, addressing the player as a young traveler and warning them of the "ice witch" - whom we of course meet later on, as the character Crystalle.
The choice of words sounds a bit harsh, and considering that Mephianse teaches alongside Kathinja and Thesenis (who the Characters Tome calls an actual witch of reincarnation), it's a little clue to tip off the player that Mephianse might have strong personal feelings regarding this situation.
Being nosey main characters, we go after Mephianse, of course.
The next story beats takes place at Mephianse's camp with his students. It is really sweet that the students, in their own way, are trying to encourage Mephianse to not give up on trying to find Nakratos again. I assume the students came along because they were curious in the Faerie treasure, but they do sound close and respectful of their teacher, too.
Meanwhile, the MC: casually boogies on down to the Underworld whenever one feels like it lol.
And you can meet ACTUAL dead NPCs that way too. We really are the Mana Goddess's most special boy/girl lol.
Jokes aside, at the core of it this quest is a discussion of grief and responses to it. Nakratos lost his wife, and his response was not to move on, but to either meet her or bring her back to life - but in doing this, he himself was lost, and this quest is untangling Mephianse's grief to it and making the teacher see the truth.
This is a really cute interaction though, and shows that Mephianse does really care for his students.
You need to talk to them some more to prompt the quest to proceed, which again gives some more information.
Oh, he is scared of them, but probably not for the reasons this student thinks.
At least one student is tired of the field trip.
Oh dang, I just realized, I never brought Bud or Lisa to this quest, I wonder if they too react to the quest.
Mephianse, I know you have strong opinions on Crystalle but telling ALL your students she's an ice witch is kinda mean.
I'm guessing the mentions of an "ice witch" and that she apparently froze Nakratos and turned him into an ice statue is to serve the purpose of making Crystalle sound like a Yuki-Onna, the snow woman yokai from Japanese folklore (and she sort of is, since Nao Ikeda designed her with that in mind, but I think I'll discuss that in a separate character art post). The whole "turning into an ice statue" even sounds similar to the habits of the Pokemon Froslass, who is also based off the Yuki-Onna.
While there are stories about some sort of good fortune happening to someone who treats a Yuki-Onna right, a lot of stories about them portray them as dangerous creatures who freeze people, push victims down snowy valleys, trick them into holding their children only to cause one to die by exposure, etc. etc. As a personification of snow and winter, these stories are meant to warn people of the dangers of the cold and frost, so it's not a surprise a lot of stories involving them have them making victims out of humans.
I wonder if LoM was banking on that cultural association to make a player suspicious of Crystalle and make one think she might be the boss fight even...but as with a lot of stories in LoM, not all things are as they seem, and Mephianse's own issues are clouding what really happened.
That got long, whoops. But I do love a good build up of expectations and then a subversion, all because a character accidentally misunderstands - or willingly misunderstands what happened.
I realize looking at these screenshots that Mephianse initially talks about Nakratos being dead already, but then he suddenly refers to Nakratos having a "whole new life" - again, tipping one off something isn't right here.
And away we go as the nosiest main character in existence! But that'll be for part 2, when we get to see Crystalle in person and start figuring out what REALLY happened.
(apologies for the longest ass posts, there is no way for me to talk about LoM's events without rambling :'))
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i had to switch to my laptop cause i'm full of ideas haha
Okay, thinking about how the game starts and how that would translate into warrior cats, I think we should jump ahead a little and assume this takes place in a setting where clan's aren't as strict about interclan relationships and travel. Not As Strict is the key. I think the drama of it and politics of cross clan travel and relationships would play well into the themes of disco's own politics and racism.
Boy howdy does warriorcats love it's cat racism lol
With this in mind, we can treat the different locations, like revechol and the islands and whatnot like separate territories and clans, seems to make the most sense to me.
Thinking on it, we can treat the pale as human development sprinkled with straight up pullings from the actual pale, cause why not. Warriors is not a stranger to the supranatural after all.
getting side tracked
The start of the game
Chestnutpelt is awoken by the something churning up the undergrowth outside of his den.
The den is thrashed, theres branches everywhere, it smells sour, and his pelt is filthy and encrusted with salt and who knows what else.
Looking around the den, theres strewn poppies scattered amongst the remains of his nest, and a few petals float in a puddle of water that had formed form snow melt from a hole in the roof.
Oh god, what's wrong with your face? It's all messed up and hard to look at, did you break your jaw somehow??
Is probably what anyone, including himself, would think upon seeing him.
First mission, leave den is successful, but getting out of the tree it was located in is much more of a challenge. That's probably too much to handle but luckily there's a pretty she-cat to distract him from how high up they are. Surely he can't possibly embarrass himself right after meeting her, right? What? mediator? sure, that's what you are...sure....
She returns to her den a hole away from his and he
Upon leaving the tree, he's greeted by freezing cold air that cuts into his ragged pelt and the annoyed grumblings of the cat who maintains the camp, well, he checks in from time to time to ensure the prey is running well here but he doesn't actually run the place.
Chestnutpelt been staying at a guest camp close to where an incident took place, as it turns out. The information given to him by a tall slender tom with big ears. He says his name is Owlears and he's a mediator from a different clan in search of his partner from a neighboring territory. They were meant to meet here a few sunrises ago but due to delays he's only now arrived.
Apparently, Chestnutfur was supposed to investigate the corpse of a rogue that was dumped at the top of a creek waterfall and remove it before it got too bloated to move properly, and to prevent it from tainting the fresh water source.
Unfortunately, Chestnut has no idea about the corpse and it is Still in the creek where it is very much bloated and very much being toyed with two apprentices with too much time on their paws
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I didn't mean to get all ficy lol
I think instead of cars, Owlears is into running and running techniques. He loves racing and smooth terrain
Unfortunately, unlike Chestnutpelt, he's not built for the ice and snow of this territory, so he often finds himself winded struggling against the rough terrain while his partner bulldozes through with little trouble
@canidoom
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Ok SO!!! I just recently read through the entirety of the junior novelization of the Santa Clause 3 and yall. There's a handful of crazy stuff in here, and I see no one talking about it so I WILL. I didn't cover EVERY changed detail, but I think I did mention a lot of them lol.
I read the book so you dont have to!
So, some of the big changes between the Movie and the Novel:
The change probably everyone cares most about is that yes, Bernard is in it. But he basically shares character screentime with Curtis throughout the whole thing, very very minor role. Any scenes Curtis has during the movie, Bernard would also sometimes be there, and that's pretty much it.
But the biggest shift story wise in the book is that Jack uses Curtis’s jealously of Bernard (Head elf position) and Curtis JUST TAKES JACK STRAIGHT TO THE HALL OF SNOWGLOBES HIMSELF. Just lets the man inside and explains the whole escape hatch thing. I don't think it's ever explicitly said but I think from this point on he just has the snow globe now for the entire rest of the time while he goes around fucking shit up.
So that whole mess kinda shifts around some of the other events as a result. Jack and Lucy have a talk (So that he can distract her) way earlier then in the movie, after messing up just one machine.
AND LUCY RECOGNIZES HIM IN THE NOVEL. She says Jack Frost? and he says YES! THATS ME! She talked about how she knows him as the guy to give us the first good winter freeze, and then she starts bringing up Christmas in association, which immediately brings down his mood about the whole thing.
But because of the whole shifting of events here that also means that JACK NEVER FROZE LUCYS PARENTS IN THE BOOK. I don't even think he directly interacted with them at all.
And in the Book version when Scott gets reset to his Santa-less life, it's in the middle of a house party celebrating his new CEO job. And he gets all the supplementary information on his new life from a very confused very huge bodyguard/assistant, instead of the twink he talks to in the movie.
When it gets to Santa Jack in the north pole, hes still described as being very wrong and off-putting (even actually scaring some of the children) but it's implied that the Santa look IS ALL FAKE. The clothing is very deliberately described as a COSTUME, and it describes how THE ENTIRE BEARD IS COMPLELY FAKE. LITERALLY GLUED TO HIS FACE. Even more of fraud then before.
And it's revealed by Jack that after midnight that night, SCOTTS MEMORIES OF BEING SANTA WILL BE WIPED. HE’LL, JUST COMPLETLY FORGET ABOUT IT.
And there is no secret mission for the snow globe back either. Lucy plays no part here. Scott just sneaks into the hall of snow globes, yoinks Jacks snow globe and then messes up his show. But he instead baits Jack into saying the magic words playing it off as memory loss. What magic words?
Finally, because Lucy's parents were never frozen in the book, there was no magical hug taking place after everything happened. And it seems that the concept of being thawed/frozen and magical hugs was thrown completely out the window here. So instead of a magical hug, Jack instead gets banished to the south pole as punishment.
And now for some not so big details about the book that I find interesting:
It's mentioned when Jack is talking to Carol that HE CANODICALLY HAS A MOTHER??? IMPLYING THAT ALL THE LEGENDARY FIGURES HAVE PARENTS??? I'm glad that its almost practically cannon that Jack has mommy issues confirmed. I take it as canon casual Winter Frost mention @safyresky
Speaking of the Legends! They actually get a little more time in the meeting at the beginning and therefore just a little more personality which I LOVE. There's a line that's describing Father Time brewing Sandy some coffee for him to stay awake. AND I QUOTE, “extra caffeinated triple espresso extremely strong coffee.” FT is a peach.
They just have some good lines in this meeting scene that just wasn't in the movie.
Another really funny difference that I love is that in the book when fixing the sign JACK COMPLETLY FALLS OFF THE LADDER ALLTOGETHER. HE DOESNT KNOW HOW TO USE A HAMMER AND JUST FALLS OFF A ROOF HEIGHT LADDER. Icon
Charlie in the book, while being almost exactly the same, has a completely different girlfriend named Nikki. THAT SCOTT HAS NO IDEA ABOUT until she walks straight through the door while he’s visiting the family. And as a cover up Charlie told her that HIS DAD WORKS FOR THE CIA. AND SCOTT LOVES IT.
It should also be noted that while Bernard is in the book, Jack forgoes messing with him all together for his plan. A WISE decision.
Scott actually has a pretty cool break scene thrown in there where he needs to clear his head, so he goes off to the reindeer stables to more or less hide from the chaos. He sits down on the floor with a comet and just cuddles with the reindeer for a little bit while he vents about his problems and it's actually really sweet.
And I also find it interesting that Laura was called in specifically to help delivery Carols baby. She was also the one in charge of the delivery room renovations while the in laws were visiting. Dr. Hismus is in the book and he’s there, but for some reason Laura also had to be there to deliver the baby.
At the council meeting there was mention of Frostmas Dolls. I don't even wanna know what those would look like.
We also get a foreword by Bernard and Bman’s signature
#nonart#text#The Santa Clause#the santa clause 3#the santa clause 3 novel#the santa clause 3 book#It was a WILD RIDE yall#reading this thing was a trip#but also! It will serve as great inspo for my main storyline i hva eplanned#a lot of little things about the book i actually really liked
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AquilaClan
CW: Animal death, animal injury, child/kitten death
Moon 0 (Newleaf)
A she-cat named Aquila (18m) runs away from her twolegplace after a fire ignites. The fire spreads into the forest and she continues to run. She can't run far though, due to her expecting kits.
She thinks she's done for, until a forest cat named Bushtail (19m Nonbinary) spots her and decides to rescue her.
The two eventually reach a spot far away from the flames. They decide to rest there. Aquila eventually has her kits and names them Cancer (Male), Aries (Male), Carina (Female), and Pisces (Female).
After the delivery of the kits, Bushtail and Aquila tell each other more about themselves. Bushtail informs her that they used to be a healer for a group of cats called CrashClan, but left due to the leader. Aquila picks up an interest in these cat groups and decides to rename her kits to have the suffix "kit".
Moon 1
The group eventually finds a place to call home. It's a bunch of rocks and stumps near a lake.
Almost immediately Pisceskit and Arieskit try to sneak out of the camp, but they are caught and returned to the nursery.
Aquila catches a decent-sized rat.
Aquila thinks about her dads (Andromeda [102m Male], and Aura [100m Male]) who died in the fire... She hopes that wherever they are, they're okay and together. She also wonders if they're watching over her and her kits..
Aquila is prancing around in front of Bushtail, she also feels like she can count on Bushtail to give her the best treatment possible.
Moon 2
Arieskit, Pisceskit, and Cancerkit had a nice talk while eating.
Carinakit is amazed at how skilled Bushtail is.
Moon 3 (Greenleaf)
Carinakit woke up with a mild headache, but got up to play anyways, trying to ignore the nagging pain.
Aquila received a strange dream... Something about her name now being Aquilastar and receiving nine lives?
She talks to Bushtail about it, and they inform her that StarClan had visited her and that she is now a leader, she also has to name their group now.
Moon 4
After a whole moon of thinking, Aquilastar decides to name their group AquilaClan.
Carinakit has recovered from her headache.
After hearing her complain about a itch on her ear, Arieskit chomps on Carinakit's ear. (Surprisingly this was a medium positive affect lol-)
Carinakit saw Arieskit being considerate.
Moon 5
Pisceskit is scolded after trying to sneak out of camp.
Bushtail has drawn the ire of Pisceskit by deliberately taking the last of her favorite nesting material.
... Only for Carinakit to surprise her with something nice.
Bushtail wonders what Aquilastar thinks about mates.
Moon 6 (Leaf-fall)
Carinakit, Pisceskit, Cancerkit, and Arieskit are all now apprentices! Carinapaw and Piscespaw get Bushtail for their mentors, while Cancerpaw and Ariespaw get Aquilastar as their mentors.
Carinapaw has gotten a sprain.
Aquilastar, Ariespaw, and Cancerpaw all console each other after a failed hunt.
Aquilastar feels like the responsibility of leadership crushing is crushing her...
Bushtail wonders how Aquilastar is doing, they also want her to notice them.
Moon 7
Aquilastar is anxious, AquilaClan doesn't have enough prey for next moon, she has also gotten greencough.
Cancerpaw and Ariespaw bring back a medium amount of prey.
Bushtail confessed their feelings to Aquilastar and they have become mates.
Carinapaw has come out as Aromantic, expressing that she wishes to never have a mate. After that Ariespaw admits that she no longer feels like tom describes her properly.
Moon 8
Bushtail and Piscespaw heckled another Clan at the gathering together.
Carinapaw's sprain has healed, at the same time, Bushtail has gotten whitecough.
Moon 9 (Leaf-bare)
Aquilastar no longer has greencough.
Aquilastar explains snow to Carinapaw, Piscespaw, Cancerpaw, and Ariespaw.
Aquilastar brings back a huge amount of prey.
Moon 10
Cancerpaw and Carinapaw have gotten their full names at ten moons old. Cancerpaw is now Cancerwisp, and Carinapaw is now Carinafeather.
Piscespaw has gotten yellowcough..
Carinafeather tries to interpret an omen.
Ariespaw and Cancerwisp bring back a huge amount of prey.
Cancerwisp has been made the deputy, at the same time, Ariespaw has become his apprentice.
Moon 11
Bushtail announces that they are expecting kits, they decide to move into the nursery.
Moon 12 (Newleaf)
Piscespaw has recovered from her yellowcough.
Ariespaw is now a warrior! Her new name is Ariesfeather.
Carinafeather has realized that she-cat doesn't describe the way they feel anymore.
Piscespaw feels like a failure...
Bushtail is unsure about how many kits they will have.
Cancerwisp allows Piscespaw to share her troubles with him.
Moon 13
Bushtail had a single kit with Aquilastar. They decide to name him Circinuskit.
Carinafeather is unsure how to feel about being an older sibling, until Circinuskit gives out a small mew. They then swear to protect Circinuskit, even if it ends in them dying.
Moon 14
A rogue leaves their litter with the Clan. Carinafeather decides to adopt them as their own and names them Columbakit (1m Male), Cetuskit (1m Male), and Cassiopeiakit (1m Female).
Moon 15 (Greenleaf)
Cetuskit is extra fluffy today.
Circinuskit is saying bad words.
Moon 16
A loner brings their kit named Crux (4m Female) to the camp, saying they can no longer care for her. Circinuskit gives Cruxkit some advice for building a new nest, Cassiopeiakit gives her some feathers as a welcome gift that she can use for her nest, and Columbakit asks Cruxkit if she could use some help getting introduced to the other Clan members. Carinafeather smiles, knowing she raised her kits right.
Bushtail has healed from the strain of delivering their litter.
Moon 17
Cetuskit was taken by a hawk... Carinafeather chases after the hawk, but it was no use...
A world without Cetuskit at his side seems cold and empty to Columbakit, how can life continue on like nothing happened? When no one needs anything from him, Columbakit breaks down, wailing uncontrollably and cursing the world that took Cetuskit instead of them.
Cassiopeiakit feels sick to her stomach. The last time she saw Cetuskit, she quarreled with him, and now all Cassiopeiakit can do is beg for forgiveness and hope Cetuskit is watching from StarClan. In the dead of the night, Cassiopeiakit wails into the vast sky, unable to fathom StarClan's cruelty. She glares up at Silverpelt, gouging the earth with shaky claws.
Carinafeather feels like they don't deserve their full name... Especially since they weren't able to realize the meaning of that omen they received moons ago soon enough... If they had interpreted it sooner, would Cetuskit still be here?
Cruxkit tries her best to comfort Columbakit and Cassiopeiakit... She only knew Cetuskit for a moon, but she knew he was a good cat.. And knew that he died too young...
Moon 18 (Leaf-fall)
Piscespaw has received her full name at 18 moons old. Her new name is now Pisceswisp.
Cruxpaw is now an apprentice! Her mentor is Ariesfeather.
Cruxpaw disappeared for awhile and returned with a black bow collar.
Moon 19
Columbakit is no longer grieving. He looks up at Silverpelt, and accepts what has happened to Cetuskit.
Circinuskit, Columbakit, and Cassiopeiakit are now apprentices! Circinuspaw has Aquilastar as his mentor, Columbapaw has Ariesfeather as his mentor, while Cassiopeiapaw has Cancerwisp as her mentor.
... While Circinuspaw and Columbapaw are happy, Cassiopeiapaw isn't... All she can think about is how Cetuskit should be here with them...
Cruxpaw shows Columbapaw the best hunting spot she knows.
Cassiopeiapaw wishes Cruxpaw would notice her...
Moon 20
Cassiopeiapaw has finally accepted what happened.
Cruxpaw and Cassiopeiapaw train together.
Moon 21 (Leaf-bare)
Bushtail's paw is heavily injured after escaping a twoleg trap
Aquilastar has lost a life after being ambushed by rogues on a border patrol.
Ariesfeather finds a litter of newborn kits, their parents nowhere to be spotted. She decides to adopt them as her own and names them Delphinuskit (Female), and Doradokit (Male)
Moon 22
Cruxpaw and Cassiopeiapaw are both feeling silly, other than that, nothing interesting happened this moon.
Moon 23
Carinafeather always seems to have petals stuck in their fur.
Pisceswisp has gotten greencough.
Cassiopeiapaw and Cruxpaw prank Ariesfeather by making her fall into a puddle.
Moon 24 (Newleaf)
Circinuspaw is now a warrior at eleven moons old. His name is now Circinusmist.
Columbapaw decides to become a meditator.
Bushtail's mangled paw has healed, but they will forever be marked by a scar.
Moon 25
Cancerwisp has a mangled tail.
Cassiopeiapaw, Columbapaw, and Cruxpaw all earn their full names. Columbapaw is now Columbadust, Cassiopeiapaw is now Cassiopeiadust, and Cruxpaw is now Cruxdusk.
Cruxdusk decorates Cassiopeiadust's nest with flowers to surprise her!
Moon 26
Cassiopeiadust and Cruxdusk have become mates.
Pisceswisp and Carinafeather bring back a queen named Silkchirp (22m Male) and his newborn kits (Gustkit [Male], and Lilackit [Female]) back to camp.
... After close examination of Lilackit, Bushtail, Carinafeather, and Pisceswisp tell Silkchirp that he can't expect Lilackit to live long, as she has wasting disease.
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I love the Tsukasa and Nene ship, and it seems that you do too and I would like to know why? Because this ship doesn't seem to be very popular what attracted you to it? And do you think it's possible for this ship to happen in the manga? (Unfortunately seen from my point of view I don't think so, because Tsukasa seems so innocent for this to happen, besides he only thinks about Hanako-kun 😢)
Popularity or suggestions from others has little to do with what I ship; I read the work, I imbibe the story, and I ship things based on what I am intrigued by, or perceive, in the story. I don't tend to engage much with fandom when reading something first time, so I had no idea what was 'big' or what wasn't (I didn't look at the fandom at all until the Far Shore arc, where I only really suddenly glimpsed it because I was looking for Sumire/Hakubo stuff & was blindsided by other's dislike of Hakubo). For instance, the popularity of Mitsuba and Kou, and ?? Aoi and Nene ?? completely and utterly baffled me, I wouldn't have guessed people really cared about any of that. I came out of it only caring about the twins x Nene-chan.
As it is, it intrigued me early on that Amane can compare Nene-chan to Tsukasa. They share a lot in common, centrally their love of Amane. In canon and in AUs, Tsukasa often acts like a sort of informant, giving Nene-chan information. The canon itself gives me the impression he places a lot of trust on her, and likes her. The story itself lead me to asking questions about it, and its viability only kept increasing as I read. I went into this expecting to only like HanaNene, but, AmaTsuka became the next obvious thing, but then weirdly the final piece, TsuNene, felt like it started taking shape...
Yes, I think it's possible for the ship to happen. I think it's the point of a lot of threads and ideas… I really do believe that. There are enough comics, illustrations, and commentary from JP fandom that make me feel I am not the only one seeing it, either. It's just the American fandom is helpless.... I call myself delusional but like any good delusional person, I believe what I think is true.
I guess after playing Narisokonai Snow White especially-- wherein you spend half the game exploring the love between the Princess x one twin, and then the OTHER half of the game unraveling the love the OTHER twin feels for the Princess-- yet ultimately relinquishes her to his brother, who he feels the Princess loves truly and deserves to be with-- I'm, really convinced that it's not just my delusion, but the sort of multilayered love story intrigue Iro-sensei likes to tell. We have much more to learn about Tsukasa!
I don't think Tsukasa "only thinks about Hanako-kun". I think these sentiments are incredibly sincere:
and intentionally loaded. You don't get a single vibe from TsuNene scenes? Aren't these vibes why anyone ships it? Well, I get major vibes.... It's not like....... Teru x Natsuhiko, or, some other frivolous idea invented out of thin air. lol
It could be his love for Amane that makes him love Nene-chan; the only other person who can understand what it is like, to wish to die for Amane.
For him to be willing to let Nene-chan in on so much, and share so many precious moments with Amane, I feel he has to admire her.
Iro-sensei likes complex romantic intrigue!!! I can't say enough ... Narisokonai Snow White was so about the interplay between the cast of twins + a girl they both like. The Princess and Rasphard were similarly ill-behaved children, something the Ambrose family notes in the text. The Princess, who is already in love with Estelio, sees similarity between the twin boys. We use established love between individuals to implicate love all across the ships. As the player of the game, you can cause either twin to yandere out on the princess based on what choices you make....
I believe in twin romance supremacy. I think it is why we have twins + a girl.
I think it is Iro-sensei's fetish lol
Now what I will say is your thought of "Tsukasa is too innocent for it to happen" is kind of real, but you should give more credit, then, to Nene-chan, who could also make it happen... :) ;) I mean look at her as it is, chasing down Hanako all running away from her every few chapters....!
Maybe Tsukasa doesn't understand everything he feels or everything that could be possible! Amane also thought he didn't value anything, much less her life. Nene-chan teaches the boys many things about love~
#avvy's JSHK#JSHK to me is like. you gotta do what you couldnt manage in Snow White. you were weak then you were a teenage writer in HS#YOU CAN DO IT NOW!!! YOU CAN WRITE 300 CHAPTERS OF TIMELINE SHENANIGANS!!!
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season 3 ted lasso, just pissing some thoughts after watching the finale. talkin about things they fumbled unbelievably hardcore this season jsyk.
- the unrelenting force of forgiveness and tying everything up with a pretty bow extending to both the sam's restaurant being destroyed storyline and the james tarttt sr storyline. just wooooooof... Terrible. sam and jamie i'm literally gonna get u out of there.......
- keeley's plot this season was So disappointing. she used to be a driving force and here she felt like an afterthought, and i don't know if it was because KJPR was separate from the club, but she was just so disconnected. they dropped shandy, they dropped jack, hard. thank god for barbara because i liked a lot of her and keeley's scenes [snow globe :)]. and then in the finale relegated keeley to role of object of affection for jamie and roy to fight over👍awesome😐 love triangle plotlines suck ass majority of the time, and maybe jamie and roy in the finale could have been played funny for me [sorry to royjamie brain it for a sec, but they alone still are. intricate rituals and all that. that ripped shirt, bloody nose combo etc etc lmaoooo] but because the show has continually fucked keeley over this season it leaves a bit of a bitter taste. her kicking them out her house like yesssss literally. get their asses outta here. idk, romantic relationships aside, it just felt shit that for keeley's last episode she didn't even get to reap any positives of the platonic relationships she has with roy or jamie. [at least we have rebecca. society if keeley kissed rebecca in the finale] lol not really but u knooow. just after the shoddy love bombing plotline with jack, and the way her relationship with jack concluded and this in the finale, i hope she stays single for a while, and i think the show settled on that at least which okay.👍 she's literally keeley fuckin jones waaaaoough....
- the fucking locker room information PSA's........ maaaan i Know the show is cheesy feelgood tv but season 1 was not just morality lesson central with characters talking like npcs delivering do good greeting card messages one after another.
- ted's marriage plotline was dogshit 👍 just yaaaaaaawns all round idk. rewatching scenes from season 1 and bein like? this dude used to make me chuckle! what happened..... thank god they didn't fumble the bag on sending him back to kansas to be with henry. [henry having the same strip number as jamie was a nice touch]. i just wonder that if this season had some more jamie ted scenes [that weren't him telling jamie to forgive his father 😐] that it might have strengthened that ache to get back to his son even more, as opposed to reopening a perfectly concluded plotline with michelle because oh no....she's... dating?
- naaaaaaaate. my guy nate waaaaaaahh. they sidelined you so fucking hard. did not know what to make of nate's plot this season with jade. i think they had sweet scenes together but concerning the actual footie of the show [the football show in question] they made nate a fucking afterthought too. some episodes it was like and uhhhh... yeah... quickly !! show the west ham building and get a reaction shot from nate!! we forgot we set him up at the end of season 2 as an antagonistic force for richmond to go against. like come onnn man. think that international break was nate's strongest episode outta the whole season, what with his depression slump, attic rummaging, family photo album reminiscing, violin playing, father reconciliation, will apology with lavender, just a really solid nate episode all round. its just sad it came so late in the season.
yeah that's the main thoughts spinning right now i guess lol. BOSH.
#[waving hands] TO ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#idk i know i shouldnt take the same eye i look at other media with to ted lasso as well cause its the funny football show but still#i watched it all didnt i. and jamie tartt wormed his way into my brain hardcore style so whats a guy gonna do!!#think season 1 is the best season in terms of cohesion. being snappy. set up and pay off.#ive seen people sayin season 2 is when they dropped the ball hard but i still like alot about season 2#hey i enjoyed myself watchin season 3 too. whatever just. media eyes on. i would like to dig and rummage a little#sorry if this is all over the place but its a post for me so :] blehhhhh#ted lasso#rot riffing
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