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What Have I Done? - Bakugou Katsuki- pt.2

Bakugou x f!reader

Warnings: Angst, Mentions of suicidal thoughts, fluff, insane behavior, nsfw, noncon! Dubcon!, murder, stalking, abusive behavior, yandere!Bakugou, cursing, blood, lowkey kinda slow burn (meaning the beginning is a little boring BUT IT GETS GOOD I SWEAR😭)

Ep. Warnings: Angst, hitting, cursing, stalking, kidnapping, murder

Summary: It’s been awhile since you’ve left him. Two months actually but it was two months too long. Katsuki was slowly going insane and I guess you could say he officially has because he’s officially snapped. You become his main target, his number one priority, his entire being even though you’re trying to leave him. But Katsuki won’t let you. You’re his..and in the words of Bakugou Katsuki..you always will be.

A/N: ....I made it a yandere story y’all. OH SHI-

BAKUGOU’S MASTERLIST

Chapter 1

Twitch, twitch, twitch. That’s all Katsuki’s body been doing. Either his eyes or his fingers, his body is uncomfortably moving. Shit doesn’t feel right for him. And he knows exactly why. You left him.

The first week was horrible. All Katsuki did was cry. He even kept his destroyed home in shambles because he couldn’t find the motivation to do anything. If it wasn’t for Kirishima, Katsuki would have starved himself to death. The second week was just as bad. Nothing but a crying baby being taken care of by his best friend.

The third week is when Katsuki become a drunkard. He made Kirishima and the boys of the Bakusquad constantly take him out whenever. As long as the place served alcohol, he would go. He would go and drink himself to sleep. While he was intoxicated he would cry about how he misses you and how he was a terrible husband. He always said you deserved better but he was too in love with you to let you go. The 4th week was pretty much the same.

After a whole month without you, Katsuki threw himself into depression. For the entirety of the second month, he locked himself within the walls of his home. Thankfully, it was now considered a home environment once again after his dear friends cleaned the place up for him. Katsuki stayed inside all day, drank his soul away every night, and sobbed constantly. Constantly regretting how he neglected you, how he mistreated you, and how he hurt you. He doesn’t even know how he even brought himself to do that. Even though he’s been alone for almost 2 months, he still had hope that you would come back. That things would go back to normal and he would be a better husband to you, just like he promised.

Katsuki felt himself going mad and slipping away, but what pulled the trigger was what Kirishima brought to him on the 6th week.

—

Flashback

“WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?”

Katsuki looked down at the papers in his hands. Kirishima had walked in with a nervous and sad look on his face when he gave Katsuki the papers you had the red head deliver. “Sorry man...”

Katsuki shook as he stared at the divorce papers with wide eyes. He saw you already signed it and all the paper needed was his signature. His face grew dark as something in his mind snapped. Katsuki turned to his friend and instructed him to get out of his home.

“What? Man are you alright?” Kirishima said. He walked to his best friend and when he reached a hand out for him, Katsuki pulled on his arm and pushed him out the door. He slammed it shut and locked it as he looked at the papers.

A scary smile grew on the man’s face. His eyes grew crazy as he laughed maniacally. Hysterically. As if what he held was the most hilarious thing in the world. His palms began to spark as he used his quirk to destroyed the papers. The quick blast made his hair floof around a bit and when it was over, a pile of ashes lay at his feet.

“She-....she thinks she can leave me?” Bakugou began to walk to the framed picture on the coffee table. He picked up the picture of you both on your last anniversary and ran his finger over the image of you. “Poor Princess....you can’t leave me. You need me. Just as much as I need you. I mean..hehe...look at what I mess I’ve been. I can only assume you must be worse. But it’s okay, love...I’ll find you soon enough..and I’ll help you feel better,” he walked to his bedroom and layed down on the soft mattress as he held the frame close to his chest as he stared sinisterly at the ceiling, “and we’ll never be apart again.”

—

The 7th week was when it began. Katsuki took some time off of work. He was gonna be too busy for hero work. He had something much more important to do. He had to bring you home.

Katsuki spent the 7th week looking for information on you. He was up 24/7 reading all he can, talking to as many people as he can, and doing all the digging he could until he found you. Unfortunately for him but luckily for you, he found nothing. It pissed him off. How could you have completely erased your existence? Did you just go into hiding or was he not searching hard enough.

This time, the luck switched. Katsuki was just walking to the store when he looked to the far side and saw you in a cab. He had to do a double take to make sure he wasn’t mistaken but after a good glance and taking a picture for confirmation, he knew it was you. His body almost betrayed him as he almost went in to run after you but luckily his brain stopped him. He had to think. Katsuki hid in an alleyway nearby as he watched you from the side. When the driver continued down the road, that’s when he began to follow you. He used his hero training and quirk to keep up with the car. He followed you for miles until the cab finally stopped at some hotel. He watched you walk in and decided this was far enough.

He knew where you were now. He could wait a little longer before snatching you up. If he did it now in broad daylight, chaos would break out. He had to wait for the perfect moment to get you back. He was okay with waiting. He knew where you’ve been staying, how to get there, and knew what time you got back from wherever that cab picked you up. And then it hit him. The cab.

Katsuki went back to look at the picture he took of you in the cab and checked the license plate. With this information, he went home to find where the vehicle was.

Katsuki busted the door open to his home and ran straight to his in-home office. He went to log onto his work laptop that he used for hero work. The laptop contained the tools and websites that would allow him to find the cab. He finally reached the site he was looking for and went back to the picture. There, he typed in the license plate number.

“よ 57-342” he whispered aloud. Finally, he located the vehicle and went to find it. Katsuki followed the location until he found the house where the driver stayed. He waited in hiding, hoping someone would come out and hoped that the someone would be the driver. He waited and waited until finally, after almost 2 hours of waiting, a man came out. Katsuki quickly pulled up the picture and made sure it was the same person who was driving you, and to his luck, it was.

He quickly ran to the driver before he could get into the cab and pulled him into a dark corner. He slammed the man up against the wall and pulled up a picture of you. “Listen! You dropped this girl off at a hotel, I need to know where you picked her up! Tell me! Now!”

“W-whoa!” The driver exclaimed as he took notice of Katsuki’s identity. “Y-you’re Dynamight!”

Katsuki sucked his teeth at the fact that this guy knew who he was but then again, he wasn’t surprised. He was the number 2 hero after all. “Yeah! I am! Now tell me where you picked up my wife you dog-faced loser!” He screamed.

“Y-you’re wife??” The man looked at the picture and recognized you and the name you gave him. “Oh! M-Miss Y/N! Yes! Uh-..uh- I- she- I- ..I picked her up from a gym!” The man exclaimed.

“What gym?! Tell me!!!” Bakugou shouted at the man.

“I-I’m sorry! I don’t know if I can! She- she said she got divorced so how can I trust you’re her husband?!” The man shouted in fear.

“Are you calling me a liar?! I’m a fucking pro-hero! Why would I pull some bullshit like that! Tell me where my wife was! What?! Gym?!” Bakugou screamed once more. In fear, the man gave Katsuki the information he needed.

“Hosu Gym!” The man shook and Bakugou stared for a minute to scare the poor guy before dropping him to the ground. As he walked away, the man spoke up once more. “D-Dynamight, sir. I-If miss Y/N doesn’t want to see you..and you’re forcing information out of people..I’ll have to tell the authorities..sir.”

“You’re not gonna do a damn thing. You hear me?!” The pro screamed. Bakugou side eyed the man as he watched the driver get up from the ground.

“Sir. From the small conversation we had in the car, Miss Y/N said she was divorced-“

“We aren’t divorced!!” Bakugou said as he made a random explosion to intimidate the man. “We are still together, and she is still my wife, and none of this is any of your business!” Bakugou began to walk away but heard the driver grumble something under his breath that triggered something in his brain.

“I can see why she left a crazed man like you...” the driver mumbled. Katsuki quickly snapped his body to face the man and jumped on him. His burning hand found it’s way around the man’s neck and began to squeeze.

“The hell did you say?! You’re gonna wish you never said that you fucking fool, cuz now those are gonna be your last words!” Bakugou said before he activated an explosion and killed the man. Katsuki took deep breaths before realizing what he did and for some reason, he felt no remorse. And he knows why.

“That idiot should’ve known better than to talk about me and Y/N like that...s’his own fault he died.” Bakugou said before walking away from the gruesome scene. He acted like nothing happened as he made his way to Hosu Gym. He just needed to know what time your got there and when. Then, he could finally go home before continuing his plan for the next day.

—

The blonde decided to wait for some time before he went into the building. It was getting dark and so the gym would be closing soon. He waited and waited until finally, the place was empty. Empty except for the man who worked at the front desk.

Katsuki slipped in right before closing and hid himself in the locker room. He waited 10 minutes before going out and finding the one employee he saw. After exploring the area, Katsuki found the man sitting on a bench. He snuck up behind him, and pounced. He covered the man’s mouth as he tugged him into the back room. Once inside, The blonde threw the man in and locked the door to prevent anyone getting in or out.

“W-What is going on? D-Dynamight, what is happening?” The employee asked in fear. He assumed a threat was going on or some trouble was taking place outside of the gym. He had no idea the trouble was standing right in front of him.

“I need you to tell me when this lady came in.” Bakugou said and pulled up a picture of you. The man looked at the picture and shook his head.

“I’m sorry, but I don’t recognize-“

“YOU WILL! This woman came in here today and I need to know what time! TELL ME!” Bakugou screamed as he lit sparks in his palm. The man shook in fear at the hero’s booming voice and began to look harder. After a minute, he finally spoke.

“I- I remember. She came in hours ago! Sometime around 12 to 2!” The man said in hopes the yelling would stop. It didn’t.

“ARE YOU FUCKING STUPID?! There’s a huge space in between! I need to know exactly what time she came in! Don’t you morons have a sign in?!” Bakugou screamed.

“We do! We do sir!” The man nodded his head in fear. Bakugou huffed before walking over to him and dragging him by his collar to seat him on the chair in front of the computer.

“Then get into your data base and FIND MY WIFE!” The blonde screamed. The worker nodded frantically before getting right into it. Bakugou watched his every move and the computer. He kept a sparkling hand right next to the man’s head to keep him intimidated as he worked. Eventually, Bakugou saw your profile picture on the screen when the man scrolled down. “Stop. Her. Check what time she came in.”

The man read the drafts and spoke. “1:30 p.m.”

Bakugou nodded before walking to the door and unlocking it. He turned to the trembling man and gave a quick warning with a sinister smile. “If I ever find out that you told anybody, even your own damn friends or family, about what happened tonight, I won’t hesitate to come back and kill you. Am I clear?”

The man gave a quick and jittery “y-yes sir!” As he watched the pro-hero leave the room. Once Bakugou was gone, the man let out a breath of relief and allowed the few tears he was holding back to fall. Bakugou Katsuki definitely struck fear into those of the lives he met.

With this simple information, Bakugou smirked as he walked out the gym doors. He knows where you live, what gym you go to, what day you go, and what time you arrive. You were always a very punctual person. You had a schedule and you followed it through and through. He completely trusted the fact that when he came back here next week, he would be sure to see you. All he had to do now was wait 7 days.

—

7 days have passed and Katsuki was waiting for your presence in the gym. After finding out you arrived at 1:30, he showed up almost an hour earlier at 12 just in case. He waited and waited for you to show. He was almost out of patience, but after seeing that it was only 1:00, he settled the slightest bit. It wasn’t until he took notice of a familiar figure at the desk.

The man Katsuki had threaten nights ago was shivering and shaking in his boots as he greeted people at the door. He was aware that the pro hero was in the building and after the incident of what went down that night, he was definitely scared for his life. Bakugou began to walk to the man and said man could feel a scary aura coming around. When he turned, he was greeted with the sight of a smirking Katsuki.

“Hey friend,” Bakugou said with his hands in his pockets.

The man jumped at the sound of his voice and his scary presence made his eyes teary. “H-Hello Dynamight.”

“Thought I’d just come by to warn you again. When Y/N walks through those doors, don’t you fucking dare try telling her about me or my presence here. Got that.....” Katsuki said looking down at the man’s name tag. “Hiro Itadori? ‘Cuz if you do, your body goes boom. Understand?”

“Y-Yes Sir!” Hiro said as he looked to the ground with wide eyes as he felt himself break into a cold sweat. Bakugou patted the man’s back, causing him to flinch but when the hero walked away right after, Hiro calmed down. Unfortunately, that only lasted for about a second before you walked in.

“Hello Hiro!” You joyfully said. Your voice reached the ears of your ex-husband. Or more so, your “supposed to be” ex-husband. His ears perked up and he smirked as he hid behind a corner wall, taking the view of you in.

“Y/N.” He whispered to himself. He smiled and a blush bloomed on his porcelain skin as he admired you from afar. You were just as beautiful as he remembered. If anything, your looks seemed to have only gotten better. He watched as the man nervously greeted you and allowed you to go through with your workout. Katsuki smirked as he knew the man gave no hint at him being there, and so he would be able to watch you in peace.

Katsuki wasn’t there to keep tabs on your workout and what exercises you did. He was there just to watch you. Of course, while doing so, he admired you, but he was there to gain selfish intel. He watched you from start to end. Once you finished he followed you to your next location. It was still early and so it was safe to assume you weren’t heading to bed yet. He followed you back to your hotel and waited in another area until you walked out again. Sure enough, you did.

For the rest of the day, Bakugou followed and stalked your every move. He watched where you work, where you spent your free time, he followed you to the new cafe you seemed to enjoy, and then he followed you back to your hotel. Instead of waiting in another area and watching from afar, Bakugou climbed the side of the building and watched you from your hotel balcony through the glass door. He payed attention to your every move and noted what time you went to bed. Satisfied with the day’s revelations, he went back to his own home.

Knowing this information, Katsuki was able to sleep a little more peacefully. For the next few weeks, Katsuki followed this procedure. He became a full time stalker, even going so far as to call out of work for some time to put his full attention in you. He watched you like a hawk. He took note of everywhere you went, where you ate, who you spoke to, and what you did. All of it became engraved into his brain.

Now, Katsuki stood at your balcony for the umpteenth time as he stared at your sleeping form. It was deep into the night and with the moonlight on his back, he found enough courage and craze to open the door. He walked in quietly and shut the door, blocking the chilly air from seeping in to awaken your unconscious state. He approached your bed and crouched down to meet your face.

“Still as perfect as ever,” he whispered as he removed a few strands of hair out of your face. His touch didn’t seem to startle you and Katsuki took it as your body naturally indulging in his familiar touch. He blushed at the feeling of your oh so soft skin as his fingertips grazed your pillowy cheeks. His hand finally cupped the side of your face as his thumb drew circles along your skin. Your head unconsciously nuzzled into his warmth like it used to and Katsuki couldn’t help but smile. “Don’t worry Teddy Bear...I’ll bring you home soon.”

With that, Katsuki leaned down and softly placed a kiss on your lips. This was the lightest kiss he ever bestowed upon you. The pressure and weight was similar to a feather and the blonde struggled to restrain himself once he came in contact. He craved more but his mind knew better. Reluctantly, he pulled away and removed his hand from your face. He walked away, back to the balcony to take his leave but not before turning to look back at you. “Real soon.”

—

You woke up to a sense of familiarity in your room. Although you were alone, you could’ve sworn there was this chilling presence. It was faint but it was there. Taking in a breath and looking around at your surroundings, you reluctantly got out of bed and got ready for the day.

You did the usual. Got ready, got dressed, had breakfast, and went about your day. You went to the market to picked up a few things and ended up staying much longer than you liked. You walked in during daylight and came out when the sun was setting. You sighed in disappointment.

“Guess I can skip the gym this one time. I might as well get back home, read a book or two..” you went on talking to yourself about your schedule. You walked with the groceries in hand as you enjoyed the scenery on your way back, however, even with the shining sun creating it’s golden hour with a beautiful purple sky, you couldn’t help but feel wary of the stillness in the wind.

—

‘Where the fuck is she?!’ Bakugou thought to himself. He waited at the gym all damn day. He waited and waited to see your beautiful face but you never showed. If he had known that you would’ve skipped out on the gym today he wouldn’t have came here and wasted his time. Today was supposed to be the day. The day you came home.

Shaking off his negative thoughts, Bakugou continued with his backup plan. Although it would hurt his soul to bring harm to his precious princess, he reminded himself that he was doing this for her. He’s been so broken for the past months, he could only imagine how destroyed you must be. Hurting you was his way of helping you.

And so, Bakugou made his way to your hotel, where he found himself standing infront of your glass door at your balcony. To his dismay, you weren’t there. He released a huff before climbing down and once again, began to wait. He waited and waited in hiding, constantly on the lookout for you. It’s hard to find you in the city when you don’t follow your daily schedule, but knowing where you currently resided to get your rest made his job much easier.

Finally, after some time, he heard the familiar and comforting sound of your humming voice as you sang a little song to yourself. Bakugou took the sight of you in and blushed at your beauty from afar. He allowed himself to soak in the sound of your pretty voice before making his move. “Sorry Princess.”

—

You finally made it to the hotel. After your long stroll, you couldn’t wait to get some rest. Except, the closer you got, the more tense you became. You could feel the suspenseful aura in the air and your pace soon slowed down. Eventually, you came to a stop as your nerves got the best of you.

“Hello?” You said in the wind. You looked around and saw nothing but the pitch black night illuminated by the street lights and stars.

“Is someone there?” You asked again, turning your head another direction. Nothing but leaves in the wind. You released a sigh and continued your walk but became startled due to the sound of squirrels fighting in the trees.

“Ah!” You screamed and dropped your bag. After taking notice of the two animals going at it, you chuckled to yourself and turned to pick up your bag, unfortunately being startled once again at the sight of shoes in front of you. “AH!”

You jumped back in fear and took a fighting stance before you settled and relax at the sight of your supposed ex-husband. “Bakugou..it’s just you.”

“Mm, nope.” Bakugou said as he bent down to pick up your bag and hand it to you. “It’s Katsuki.”

His words sent your eyes rolling as you took your bag back with a hesistant hand. Something seemed..off.

“Not anymore. Thanks for the help. Bye.” You attempted to walk on to your hotel entrance but his arm stopped you.

“What? That’s it? Thanks? Bye?” Bakugou asked while gently pushing your body back in front of him. “We should talk, Y/N.”

“There’s nothing to talk abou-“

“There is.” Bakugou said with a firm voice, grabbing your full attention. Seeing your doe eyes look at him with caution caused him to settle. Bakugou sighed through his nose and allowed his hands to rest on your waist. “I miss you, Y/N. I want you to come back home.”

You shook your head at the idea and scrunched your eyes as you tried to step out of his hold. “Bakugou..”

“Hear me out, okay? It won’t be like last time, Teddy Bear-“

“You don’t know that-“

“I do. Because I’m going to try harder for you and I’m going to hold onto you and I’m not gonna ruin us for a second time. I still love you Y/N. I always have and I always will.” Bakugou sweetly said. You looked at him with the same eyes of caution before you placed your hands over his, giving him a sign of hope.

“I’m sorry, Bakugou,” you said, pulling his hands off of your waist. “I sent divorce papers. I don’t want to be with you anymore. I don’t love you anymore.”

“You don’t mean that.” Bakugou said with full confidence. Although you pulled his hands away from your waist, you still allowed him to keep a hold on your own hands.

“...I should.” You said looking down. With each word of denial, Bakugou took a step closer, invading your personal space. “You should get going-“

“No, Y/N-“

“Bakugou-“

“Baby. I know you still want me. I know you still love me and I know you’re excited that I’m back. I love you...and you love me. So just admit it.” He said, inches away from your face. You stared in his eyes with a look of longing...and a hint of love. He was right. You did still love him. But after the neglect and harm he’s brought you, you didn’t know if you did want to go back. You didn’t know.

Sensing your hesistation, Bakugou slowly moved in to close the gap between you two. His hands let go off yours as he wrapped his arms around your waist. His face inched closer to yours and when you didn’t stop him, he continued. Finally, he gently placed his lips upon your own and you’d be lying if you said you didn’t feel something again. His kisses always brought a comforting feeling of butterflies in your stomach and after a second of feeling his warm lips, you kissed him back. Your hands found way around his neck as you pulled him in deeper and you could feel Bakugou smile into the kiss. It was hot and passionate. You were out in the open but for a moment it felt like no one else in the world existed. You would’ve gotten lost in the kiss had it not been for you remembering the situation you were in with the man.

Reluctantly, you gently pushed Bakugou off of you, but he still managed to press his forehead to your own. “Katsuki...you should go home.”

“Not without you.” He softly said. You shook your head as you completely pushed him off of you and gathered your things.

“Please...just go.” You said and began to walk away but Bakugou held onto your arm to stop you from moving any further.

“I’m not leaving without you, Y/N. Come home.” He stated.

“Bakugou! Just leave!” You shouted as you turned to him. When you faced the blonde man, you were shocked to see a crazed smile decorating his face.

“Too bad. I’m not asking Y/N. I’m telling. You’re coming home with me. Tonight.” He said and you scoffed at him with slight fear.

“You’re crazy!” You said and tried to shake his hold off of you, but of course failed.

“About you? Yes.” He said as he pulled you in closer. You squirmed against his hold until he pressed you in his chest and kept you in his grasp. You continued to fight against him but he grabbed your face with one hand to force you to stop and look at him.

“Let me go!”

“Listen! You either come home with me the easy way..or my way.” He warned. You looked at him with fear laced all around your face as you watched his insane side surface. You began to squirm again and fight once more.

“I’m not going!” You spat. Bakugou just released a simple laugh before caressing the side of your face.

“Yes. You are.” With that, the gentle hand on the side of your face formed into a first as he swung and knocked you out. You dropped unconscious in his hold and Bakugou was quick to carry you princess style and walk away, abandoning your groceries on the sidewalk.

“Shoulda listened. Cant believe you forced me to hurt you like that, baby.” Bakugou spoke to your unconscious state as he walked back home through dead city streets. “Don’t worry though, I’ll take care of you once we make it back. And then, we’ll never be apart again. I promise.”

—

You awoke to chains being locked on your wrist that were tied against a headboard. You layed on a large mattress in a dark room with a dim light. As you looked around, you recognized the familiar place. The place you used to make love for hours with your ex-husband. The place where movie dates and cuddle sessions were a must. The place you locked yourself in before leaving your last relationship. Katsuki’s bedroom.

You tried to jump out of bed but the restraints pulled you back down. You tried to scream and only muffled sounds could be heard. Katsuki taped your mouth shut. You tried using your quirk but it didn’t work. You looked to your restraints and saw the cuffs he used to hold you were quirk restraining cuffs. With nothing else to do, you tossed and turned in the bed as you allowed the muffled sounds to be as loud as they could. Eventually, the ruckus you were making brought the attention of your captor. Katsuki Bakugou.

Hearing all the noise, Bakugou busted opened the door to be met with your frustrated and teary eyes. You glared at him as he smirked at your locked up state. He took the opportunity to walk up to you and caress your face.

“I’m so sorry I had to hit you baby,” he said leaning down to place a kiss on your forehead. “But you left me with no choice. All you had to do was come home on your own free will and I wouldn’t have had to do all that.”

You began to tremble with anger and fear as you stared up at the man. Your teary eyes challenged his insane rubies as he sat on the side of the bed.

“How does it feel to be back? Hm?” He asked, ripping off the tape. You groaned at the pain and grew sick as you saw Bakugou pervertedly lick his lips at the sound. You leaned back and huffed with heavy breath before answering him.

“What the hell is wrong with you?! Let me go!” You screamed. He only looked at you in confusion as another sinister smile took place on his lips.

“Why would I do that, Teddy Bear?” He asked, allowing his thumb to create sweet and soft circles on your cheek.

“I don’t want you anymore Katsuki! I don’t want to be with you!” Bakugou merely raised a brow at your words and continued to listen. “You burned me-“

*SMACK*

You looked at the man in front of you with fear and shock written on your face. Your cheek stung as your face now turned to the side but Bakugou quickly changed that by taking you by your chin to make you face him and wrapped a hand around your neck, chocking you. You gasped for air as Bakugou’s smirk became replaced with a frown and his brows became pointed.

“How dare you?! You’re asking what’s wrong with me but what the hell is wrong with you?! You left me, for months, Y/N. I was heartbroken. I was basically dead with you gone. I did you a fucking favor bringing you back. If I was so fucked, I can only imagine how horrible you must’ve been feeling. You’re lucky I came and save you. Saved us. And now, we can be happy again.” He explained.

“K-...Katsuki-..p-please!” You forced out, trying to beg for air.

“SHUT UP! I saved you, Y/N. So don’t even try to mention the little accident that happened so long ago, baby. Now you can forgive me. And don’t worry..I’m ready to listen to all the apologies you surely have for me...even if I have to choke them out of you.” He seethed with his hand tightening. Your eyes began to pop as the blood flow began to fill your face. Your eyes turned red as you struggled for air.

“I-...I-I’m..K-Katsuki! ...I’m sorry!” You shouted as best as you could. Luckily for you, the second you did, Bakugou’s hand lost its grip and simply rested on your neck. You choked and coughed as you relished in the sweet taste of oxygen. He smiled and leaned down to give your lips a sweet peck to shut you up and tapped your cheek before he walked to the door. Before leaving, he turned around to look at you and give you your official welcome back.

“I’m glad you’re home, baby. Can’t believe you really tried leaving. You’re mine, Y/N. And you always will be....don’t forget it.”

He slammed the door shut, walking away from the room with a smile. And you?

You cried.

A/N: Back by popular demand, we have part 2 to “What Have I Done.” How was it? In my opinion the beginning SUCKED! But I promise it’ll get better! The story will focus on Y/N and Bakugou’s new lives now so stay tuned and I hope you guys enjoyed it!

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psych0midget · 5 years ago

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Secret Stan Account AU Part 2

Part 1

It doesn’t take long for people to figure out that A. Minyard’s book is dedicated to Neil Josten. NEIL FREAKING JOSTEN. Like Neil Josten, the one and only exy player who can play every position? He’s a formidable backliner, a precise dealer (though he hates the position, fiercely) and one of the most promising strikers of the exy panorama? That Neil Josten? Oh. My. God.

Neil has thousands, millions of fans out there. But he had seriously underestimated it. It doesn’t take long for his fans to put two and two together, realise that he has a secret stan account and start looking for it.

It also doesn’t take them long to find it, not when Neil didn’t have the foresight of using a fake name on twitter. There are only so many book twt accounts run by someone called Neil.

Most of his fans are excited about it. Some are not. Especially when they realise that his account is also a Kevin Day stan account.

It’s a pr nightmare, that’s what Allison tells him as soon as he picks up the phone. She tries to keep everything under control, but by the time Neil’s done with the meetings, the interviews and all the unnecessary drama, he opens up Twitter only to find out that his stan account has been deleted.

And so has Drew’s.

Neil curses. He hadn’t had time to text Drew and tell him that he’d seen the dedication. And Drew, or rather A. Minyard has no official social medias. He’s fucked, he’s well and truly fucked.

The only source of info is the website of Drew’s publisher. But there’s a just a short bio saying that A. Minyard is a 27 year old author from Columbia. Has three cats and knows how to use knives, he swears the fight scenes in his books are all real. There’s also a photo and it’s the portrait of a blond man with eyes the color of honey staring impassively at the camera. And It’s the only thing Neil has left of Drew.

Jean Moreau gets back home only to find his roommate looking at his laptop, tabs and tabs and tabs open on his desktop. There’s a cup of coffee on the ground, a half-eaten sandwich on the rug (!!!) and a phone book (he had no idea those things still existed in 2019) on the sofa.

Jean ushers Jeremy inside the apartment, closes the door behind them and sighs. “Have you tried calling your uncle yet?” he asks. “I tried, but it’s 3am in the UK, he’s not picking up.”

Jean had meant it as a joke. A joke. Jean will kill Neil if the FBI doesn’t kill him first. “You tried calling the British mafia just to find your internet boyfriend? Are you nuts?”

Neil, the bastard, doesn’t even look sorry.

Jean almost starts shaking as he tries NOT to throw a chair at Neil’s, but Jeremy wraps his arm around his waist and rubs slow circles on his hip till he calms down. God bless Jeremy, god bless Jeremy especially when he says “You know Minyard’s doing a book tour right? He should be in Chicago next week, you could always show up there?”.

And Neil, Neil who’s lost his fucking mind for a guy he became friends with on twitter, finally relaxes his shoulders and looks at Jeremy like he’s hung the moon. (Jean is going to murder Neil if he keeps staring at his boyfriend like that.)

Neil goes to the M&G with Minyard in Chicago. He pretends he’s not nervous, but he is. If the endless queue in front of the book shop is any indication, this won’t go down well.

And in fact it doesn’t.

It doesn’t because the fans recognize him, they start asking for selfies and autographs and all hell breaks loose. When Minyard finally appears he just glares at him, at the caos around him and tells him to fuck off. Nothing more, nothing less.

Jean welcomes him home with a bottle of vodka and Neil doesn’t drink, but he’s with Jean and Jean knows everything about him. He downs more than half a bottle before he finally passes out on the sofa.

Neil wakes up to the sound of his phone pinging and pinging and pinging. There’s phone calls, texts, more phone calls and hundreds, probably thousands of twitter notifications. Apparently, drunk Neil had tweeted “a mynyard s a douche” from his official account. Neil groans. Allison is gonna kill him.

Turns out that it’s Kevin Day who tries to kill him.

It goes like this.

When Neil had said that Kevin Day could punch him in the face and he’d thank him, he hadn’t meant it l i t e r a l l y.

And yet he’s at the Christmas gala with his team in South Carolina. He’d thought the 12-hour drive drom Chicago to Columbia would be the worst part of it. But apparently Kevin Day is set on changing his mind.

Neil doesn’t even get to say “Hi” to him before Kevin grabs the collar of his shirt and hoists him up against the wall. He almost chokes him. But it’s the words he utters that really do the thing. “Don’t you ever insult my brother again.”

It’s Nicky Hemmick, the Seakings’ physio, who picks him up off the floor as soon as Kevin leaves. “What the fuck’s wrong with him?” Neil asks while Nicky’s busy checking Kevin hasn’t seriously hurt him. “He’s just a protective asshole.” “But I don’t even know who’s his brother.” “Ever heard of A Minyard?”

And that fucker winks at him, he winks at him.

Neil tells himself that Nicky deserves it when he pushes him away and makes a run for Kevin. If he runs fast enough, he should be able to get to him before Kevin leaves the building. The problem is that, when he catches up to Kevin, he doesn’t even think twice before shouting “I didn’t know he was your brother, but in my defence he really is a douche.”

This time there’s nobody who can help him when Kevin punches him in the face and knocks him out. Sometimes Neil wishes he was born mute.

Things only escalate from that moment on.

Neil wakes up on a hospital bed, Minyard staring down at him. Maybe it’s the painkillers. It must be the painkillers. But he’s pretty sure he hears Minyard saying “if it wasn’t for Andrew, I would’ve left you to die and blamed Kevin,” before he blacks out again.

The second time he wakes up, he just thinks he’s still hallucinating (or maybe he’s dead?) because he sees double. There’s two Minyards staring down at him. He doesn’t even try to make sense of what he’s seeing, he just closes his eyes.

The third time he wakes up, he sees Kevin on his bedside and Neil tries to fake his own death. The ECG beating next to his bed betrays him, though. “I’ve been told I have to apologise if I don’t want a knife between my ribs.”

Kevin begins telling him that he is the adoptive brother of Drew, also known as Andrew Minyard. Who also happens to have a twin brother, Aaron Minyard, neurologist by day and fake-Andrew by night. Who didn’t really like the idea of anyone lying to his twin. That’s why he’d been rude to him in Chicago.

And would he please, please, talk with Andrew because he’s become insufferable since Neil had stopped texting him? He’s been threatening to kill Aaron at least twice as much as he used to.

“He even said that he’s miscalculated everything, you had a crush on me and didn’t like him at all -“ “Fuck’s sake NO, I wouldn’t touch your pompous ass with ten feet pole.”

And it’s at that point that Andrew barges into the hospital room telling Kevin to shut up. Looks Neil in the eyes, says “you just because of what you said to Kevin” and then he kisses him. He kisses him.

Years and years later, after some more pining, thousands of kisses and a key to an apartment in Chicago, Andrew would say that he had not done such a thing. But he had, oh he had.

Years and years later Andrew would also admit that the main character of the Tragic Waste of Skin saga was actually inspired by Neil. Apparently, he’d seen Neil’s face on one of Kevin’s sports mags, he’d read the transcript of the interview that had made a goalkeeper cry on tv and he hadn’t been able to stop thinking about him.

Years and years later Andrew would write the final book of his saga. The dedication would say: “To Neil, Marry me? Yes or no? Drew”

Years and years later Neil would tweet from his official account “a minyard’s still a douche”. Attached to the tweet a photo of Andrew glaring at the camera with his hands wrapped around a cup of hot chocolate, a wedding ring on his finger.

#all for the game #aftg #andreil #tfc #aftg fic #andreil fic #andreil au #mine*

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curiocrab · 5 years ago

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I WANT TO TALK ABOUT THIS

I have seen plenty of hot takes and crummy opinions about this situation and I wanna talk about it.

HOW THEY ARE NOW: WHAT IS THIS?

These are some new “hip” “hello-fellow-kids” teen superheroes by Marvel. ““Safespace”” (who i’ll call “Pink” for now) is a “big, burly, sort of stereotypical jock” as described by their official bio and can create force fields for anyone but himself. ““Snowflake”” (who i’ll call “Blue” for now) is non-binary and can create ice shuriken. From the bio, we know that their story will be them dealing with the social issues surrounding the non binary community.

This would be good IF that wasn’t the only characterization they had. Instead, Blue and Pink are described in their bio as being obnoxious social geniuses, “hyper aware of modern culture and optics”, and just for extra “rEliaBiLITy”, as quoted from their official bio, “They’re probably streaming this.” They feel like what older people think is cool with the kids, like a PSA mascot who punches drug addiction in the face and flies away with his catchphrase “Don’t do drugs, Fam!” or “Drugs are NOT LIT, ok boomer?”

Correct me if i’m wrong, but I’m pretty sure nobody would want the only major representatives of their community in an otherwise oppressive and excessively masculine field to be unlikable douche bags. Why can’t they just be normal, maybe even (heavens forbid) LIKABLE characters with real human emotions and experiences?

We don’t have much more than their bio’s to draw from but we do have a picture and you know what they say, “A picture is worth a thousand words.”

THIS is OFFICIAL ART from the OFFICIAL WEBSITE!

WTH!?

Correct me if i’m wrong, but THIS looks like a weak, frail, surprisingly feminine non-binary person turning to their strong, confident, masculine partner for comfort and protection because they’re too weak to face their own problems. Correct me if I’m wrong, but I thought the nature of safe spaces is not to patronize and baby people but to support and encourage.

This is ENTIRELY CONTRARY to the message Marvel is trying to put forth! If they’re trying to support and display the community as strong and worthy of recognition, THIS is not doing that AT ALL! What’s gonna happen is comic readers uneducated in this field will see this character, hate them because they’re unlikable, and see non-binary people as weak and in need of a masculine pillar of protection.

This is HORRIBLE representation.

I would like to propose what they COULD have done and maybe, still can be done to save these characters.

FIXING THEM: PHYSICALLY

I have seen many videos critiquing and bashing these characters and I found them to be … misguided (I won’t name names). People have expressed dissatisfaction with their powers and designs, comparing them to other marvel heroes.

This is unfair. these characters are just kids. they don’t have to have Hulk or even spider man level power. They are crime fighting teens, working the small time, not universe-devouring god-killers. I think these limited powers are cool and interesting. They necessitate creative and interesting combat and problem solving.

In action it could be like this, Blue is agile and mainly on offense, dealing tons of damage and applying pressure, hardly worrying about defense. This is because Pink runs alongside them, keeping up and fending for himself as he casts barriers for Blue when necessary based off their psychic synchronization.

Alternatively, Pink could be on the offense while Blue darts around, getting in the enemies way so that Pink could cast a barrier over Blue. It would effectively be an agile shield orbiting and protecting Pink who deals massive damage without much concern in regards to defense. Blue could keep up some pressure and add chip damage from behind the barrier with their shuriken.

Their design on the other hand, is honestly dumb

They’ve got soft, boring silhouettes that are far too similar. The skin tight clothes are classic marvel style but are super outdated and honestly the worst. The matching hair is dumb and stupid.

I have seen some alternate designs by other more talented artists. Unfortunately, some of them are horrible and betray the characters and their overall message.

It’s very well made and the artist is super talented, but it plays into the hyper sexual old Marvel comics and makes Blue ultra feminine, something i’m sure the original artist and writer where desperate not to do, instead making Blue into an amorphous lump.

I have made my own redesign that I hope is closer to the writer and artist’s vision.

I gave them stark contrast and distinguished silhouettes. I tried hard to give the two of them more personality. Hopefully, you can all agree that it’s better than the original.

That was pretty simple, but now, I’ve got to do something about their douchbagieness

FIXING THEM: CHARACTER-WISE

To begin, let’s get better names. I saw some awesome new names from SpyV on youtube in their video “Redesigning “Snowflake” and “Safespace” | Marvel’s New Warriors Blunder”. The names they used were “Hail” for “Snowflake” and “Haven” for “Safespace”.

Now for their story. I don’t want them to feel like hokey PSA mascots, spouting slogans to the youth like “Be nice” or “Don’t be homophobic”. I want them to be actual people and characters.

These two are students at highschool. (grade 11/12) Haven is a crowd pleasing jock, valued for his physical ability and his participation on the football team. Though not exceptional, his stature and teamwork skills make him an invaluable asset that everyone loves out of necessity more than anything else.

Hail is as witty, snappy, confident person who stands up for their immediate friend group and the LGBT+ community in their school. They are still subject to the social conflicts and abuse that arise due to being non-binary in the socially harsh highschool environment. Due to the constant micro-aggression, Hail has grown abrasive and unapproachable as a self defense mechanism. The only person they can be genuine with is their brother, Haven.

These two share a psychic bond that allows a deep level of emotional sympathy between the two. Hail vents to Haven and relies on his emotional support. Haven tries his best to help but Hail’s circumstance is so different from his own that he can’t do much more than listen and accept Hail for who they are. Haven provides a safe space where Hail can be genuine, recuperate, and process their emotions during the tumultuous time that is highschool.

Hail is supported by Haven’s acceptance rather than his confidence and masculinity. Haven never white-knights for Hail and tries to solves their problems for them but, rather, provides support, acceptance, and encouragement, allowing Hail to fight their own battles.

Maybe, later on in their arc - hear me out here - Haven discovers that he is gay and is thus ostracized by his peers at school and their roles are reversed. Hail must be a supportive and encouraging figure for Haven as his world changes around him.

In regards to their super hero team, perhaps someone in the team could act as a foil to Hail, being maybe not so subtly anti-LGBT+.(*cough*cough-screentime-cough*cough*) Maybe Haven is gay for one of the other members (B negative maybe?) and the feeling arn’t mutual and it’s kinda awkward but that’s the whole point. Sometimes, a crush is just a crush and it’s not meant to be and that’s part of growing up.

In the end, they both graduate and realize that all the drama from their school days is gone. They realize how big the world is and move forward, forging a better world.

CONCLUSION

I really hope that those comics arn’t absolute garbage and the LGBT+ community can get some decent representation. Correct me for anything weird or inaccurate I said. Please don’t obliterate the writers or the artists. Thanks for reading.

#marvel #lgbt #lgbtq #lgbt representation #lgbtq representation #lgbt+#lgbtq+#lgbt+ representation #lgbtq+ representation #marvel comics #comic #comics #redesign #rewrite

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true-neutral-earth-elf · 6 years ago

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Primal Being Descriptions may Prove that not all Elves Hate Humans

Yes, technically Rayla is an elf who no longer hates humans and Lujanne doesn't appear to be averse to them; but I'm thinking on a larger scale, like as factions (moonshadow, sunfire, etc.). Since I'm a firm believer in showing not telling, I'll start off with analyzing the primal affinity descriptions (courtesy of the dragon prince official website):

Moonshadow Elves:

We've seen this sort of behaviour displayed in both Rayla and Runaan on multiple occasions (Rayla's suspicion towards Callum and the supposed miracle healer, along with her reluctance to tell the boys about the meaning of her wristband, for instance). In a way this also explains their dislike of humans who, as I'm sure we're all aware, are obsessed with keeping up appearances and hiding their intentions/feelings/thoughts (why do you think so many of us get anxious around people?); they probably became even more suspicious of humans after the creation of dark magic and the dragon king incident (that's fair). I believe this point is further supported by Ezran and Rayla's relationship; unlike Callum, Ezran has never tried to deceive her, thereby easing her suspicious nature and earning her trust.

Sunfire Elves:

We won't know more about these guys until S.2 is released, but from what I can gather from the sun primal description and their character artwork, these guys are the imperial force in Xadia. (I mean, look at that samurai sunfire elf. If that doesn't scream imperial authority, then I don't know what does!) These guys are the politicians and generals of Xadia. And like politicians IRL they probably only care about the people who put them there (reality hurts man). Thus they wouldn't like humans because they're a threat to elven society and way of life.

Sky Elves:

I honestly think these guys will be like the air tribe from Yona of the Dawn (a really laid back society with no real goals other than to enjoy life), so it doesn't seem like they'd be as against humans as their allies are. In fact, I'd be willing to bet they're not fans of the whole Xadia-Katolis split as it would hinder their ability to go wherever they please! But it's likely that the sunfire elves (being politicians) convinced them that humans are the ones to blame for this lack of freedom; thus earning their disapproval. Despite their involvement, I'm hopeful that the sky elves will be a more neutral faction in the coming season.

Star Elves:

Yeah, there's already enough speculation concerning the star elves- er, elf, so I'm not gonna go too in depth with him. All I have to say is this: Prophets can mislead and betray even those they claim to protect; be wary when dealing with them.

Moving on to the purpose of this post:

Earth Elves:

I'm going to be frank with y'all; I don't believe that Xadia is the united front as we've been led to believe, and this is where it began.

These elves are noted to be patient and stubborn, which are great traits to have in a military force. So why aren't they featured alongside the Sunfire, Moonshadow, and Sky Elves? You could argue that their talents make them more suited for harvesting food and raw materials; or the animators just didn't have their designs ready. But read a little further and these excuses are tested by a theory so crazy, it might just be true! "Earth elves care deeply about history and balance of the natural world." Where do humans come from? The natural world. Humans may have used dark magic (anti-natural world), but it's likely the earth elves wouldn't hold it against them as they also value history and would be well aware that not all humans would be willing to strip a creature of its life force. Now, you could say that they might hate humans for this very same reason (e.g. earth elves hold a grudge because they know humans are capable of harming other natural creatures) that's your choice to make.

But, that would undermine the significance of my next point...

Ocean Elves:

Remember, humans once lived in Xadia too, and human civilizations always begin by a source of water. So it's likely that ocean/river/swamp/etc. elves had the most contact with humans than any other elf faction. Imagine the bond these two people's must have formed! Imagine ocean elves teaching human children how to swim, humans trading fine cloth and other goods in exchange for fish and seaweed. Imagine elves, whose only notable trait is forming strong connections to other creatures, being told that the humans they've lived with for countless generations are being forced out of their homes just because some foolish wizard decided to use dark magic!

DO I EVEN HAVE TO SAY IT?!?!

This could be why they (and possibly the earth elves) weren't featured alongside the Sunfire, Moonshadow, Sky, and Star elves; not simply because they weren't there, but because they REFUSED to be there!!!

In Conclusion:

Yes, I could be wrong. Yes, it's possible that all elves are against humans and will only change their mind upon meeting the protagonists, learning that humans and elves aren't so different after all. Yes, it's possible that they'll defeat the ultimate, bady, bad guy as a united front and live happily ever after! (Can you hear the sarcasm? Cause it's there.)

Let's not forget that Aaron Ehasz is one of the men who gave us atla; which displayed many instances of internal political disputes and divereging cultural values. I don't know about ya'll, but this is reason enough for me to conclude that not all elves hate humans, and I look forward to seeing this come to pass in future episodes.

~Thank you for reading!~

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vvlin91 · 7 years ago

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Stage Patalliro -Stardust Project- Super Long Ass Review Pt.3 (end)

I’m finally getting to the actual play!

Here, with as little spoiler as possible, I'd briefly cover the show in general, the use of props, how they dealt with multiple injuries and what to keep in mind when you watch the online stream/DVD.

Pt.1 What makes Patalliro so special compared to other 2.5D productions?

Pt.2 It’s because of love - oh jealousy♪ - the BanMara perspective

The live audience, if inside the theater early enough, will be able to hear Patalliro, Bancoran and Maraich read out the preshow announcements, telling you to switch off your phones and stuff. They all use their distinct IC voices so it was really fun, and Sanaich would end his part with a soft moan. Just a sexy, sweet "Ahh~❤".

This play is titled "Stardust Porject" but it covers more than just that. It's actually based on the Stardust Project arc, "Fly me to the moon", that chapter where Maraich fake betrayed MI6 but was actually helping Bancoran and a few more tiny things from other chapters. It's actually quite ingenious to put the Stardust arc and Robby's story together because they are both space-themed. And they intertwined the 2 arcs together very elegantly it really doesn't feel in any way uncanon.

One pressing question many people had before the 2nd play was how it'd deal with the Maraich/Bjorn paradox. As we know from the 1st play, Maraich's encounter with Bancoran was completely different from the manga. Instead of having Maraich meet Bancoran in a masquerade, the writer put together stories from several pre-Maraich chapters, basically merging other pretty boy characters into one Maraich (I covered the reasoning behind this change in Pt.2). And that included giving Bjorn's story to Maraich by letting Maraich be the person to make love with Bancoran in the rose garden instead.

So where does Bjorn fall in the 2nd play? The writer simply compressed Bjorn's romance with Bancoran to a brief flashback with as little detail as possible. So Bjorn only showed up on stage when Bancoran was explaining their past to Maraich. There was little specifics to it and therefore does not contradict with what happened in the 1st play. Interestingly, they also paid tribute to Maraich's actual first appearance in the manga by letting Andresen show up to strangle Bancoran in a masquerade. The context is totally different of course but it's just a nice touch for manga fans who knew what they did with the story.

One thing Stage Patalliro is well-known for is its songs. I've seen many 2.5D musicals (at least I think I do lol) but to be absolutely honest, a lot of the songs are just mediocre. Even in a production as spectacular as Kuromyu, there are still songs I sometimes skip on the playlist. But Stage Patalliro's music is so insanely catchy it could easily beat 95% of the 2.5D musicals I have seen and it doesn't even call itself a musical! Also, all the original songs (not the cock robin song or other folk songs) are written by Director Kobayashi Kensaku himself! He has such an incredible grasp of the 70s-80s pop music style that I can well remember my dad asking me why Maraich's solo "That Man" from the 1st play sounded so familiar despite having never heard of it. The songs in the 2nd play are just as catchy if not more so. There are a couple songs that are taken directly from the 1st play, such as the Hana to Yume tribute song and the ending theme. The music is the same but they changed the lyrics to suit the new play. Overall, the music is just superbly awesome, I honestly cannot think of another play that's as karaoke-friendly as Stage Patalliro.

Besides reusing some of the music, they also made the 3 main characters enter the stage in pretty much the exact same fashion as the 1st play. Patalliro entered as he shattered his fake, beautified public image, Bancoran hopped on stage chasing away rascals with his killer eyebeam, and Maraich bursts onto stage with a hurried "Excuse me~!". Same formula, same taste but oh boy how sweet.

(In case anyone is confused this is from 2018)

Another beloved feature of Stage Patalliro is its use of intentionally "cheap" props, such as the famous "Cockroach Run" boards and Bancoran's actual laser pointer representing his eyebeams that were both used since 2016. One of the most outstanding examples in Stardust Project would be the tiny helicopter Andresen held on a long rope (as if he was flying down from it).

Also these plushies, used in a song that recaps what happened in the last play.

The use of such simple, almost idiotic props is both hilarious and such a nice tribute to the manga's retro style.

This year, Stage Patalliro suffered 2 injuries along the way. The first one was from dancer Sato Ginpei before the play even started touring. He surprisingly didn't leave the show, but instead just played "a guy in a wheelchair" throughout. Although they ended up missing one person in a lot of the dance numbers, they also added a few new jokes that were specific to the fact that he was in a wheelchair.

And then there's Yoshimoto Kouki, whose injury was probably too serious for him to even travel from Tokyo to Osaka. He ended up missing the entire Osaka tour. In 100% Patalliro style, they wrote on the official website saying there will be a "replacement" for his role without actually doing so. Kouki's character Tamanegi No.17 was not himself an indispensable character. There aren't any lines that MUST come out of his mouth. So his lines can easily be said by the other 4 Tamanegi boys. But even so, they refused to wipe away the existence of No.17. Even if Kouki cannot be here in person, they will make sure that the audience KNOW that he is supposed to be here with the rest of them.

At the start of every performance in Osaka, Director Kobayashi would come on stage in person to explain Kouki's situation and apologize. He said they made changes to the show that could give the impression that "No.17 is still here". And so what they did was that during the Tamanegi pheromone corner, where all of them have to perform their very own skits, the other 4 boys would just talk to air as if No.17 was present. "Hey, No.17, it's your turn." "No.17, good job!" even adding splashing sound effects to indicate No.17 entering the Jacuzzi. When they leave the stage all sitting inside the Jacuzzi, they will hold up a helmet to caress it while lovingly calling, "Oh, No.17..."

In the ending song, when all the Tamanegi boys would dance in a row arm in arm, Aoki Jin would extend an arm to his left to indicate that's where Kouki would be standing had he been there. During curtain call, they also encouraged the audience to buy Kouki's bromide set "so you know what he looks like". So even though the Osaka audience did not see Kouki there in person, it was impossible to not remember him.

(No.17′s invisible presence in their finale photo)

Lucky for us, they did the recording before Kouki got injured, which means fans can still enjoy his performance in this play by purchasing the DVD and/or online stream!

In a way Stage Patalliro has always felt like a strange family to me. A group of adventurers got together to attempt the implausible, and their crazy experiment ended up a huge success. That’s why they kept even the same ensemble team. Basically everyone who’s already here STAYS, only new people in, but nobody goes away. If you are in a wheelchair, we will let you play a guy in a wheelchair. If you can't even be here on stage, we will STILL make sure that you ARE ON STAGE. It's the kind of creativity and freedom that is uniquely enjoyed by a play like Patalliro.

Lastly, things you will not see in the online stream/DVD version. I write this list to remind you that plays evolve, accidents happen and what you can't see on the screen doesn't mean it never happened:

BanMara kiss: they did not kiss until they started their Osaka tour, the recording was done in Tokyo. Also missing would be Patalliro’s long disgusted scream after he saw them kiss with his own eyes lol

Bancoran's "Maraich" pink happi: he only started wearing it on March 23rd, the recording was done on March 21st.

Maraich's middle finger: at the start of their lovers' quarrel song, Sanaich would always give Tsunecoran the middle finger, but on recording day, he gave a thumbs-down instead.

Maraich's final reminder that he is pregnant: there are 2 definite places during the play where Maraich would exhibit morning sickness, and he would sometimes do it a 3rd time during the ending song. But he didn't do so on recording day.

Bancoran holding Maraich in both arms: in the couple's final showdown with Andresen, Bancoran would use his body to shield Maraich from Andresen's knife. Maraich would always hold on tightly to Bancoran with both arms, and Bancoran would have one arm on Maraich and another on the handrail. On both Tokyo and Osaka finale, Bancoran let go of the handrail and held Maraich against his chest with both arms. Recording day was neither of those days so he still had one hand on the handrail.

There are a couple other instances that might be better explained with gifs so I might as well save them for later posts. But then I also drew this for your reference:

That's pretty much all I have to say about the play for now. Please remember to pre-order the DVD! I will update on online streams if they become available (hopefully on DMM). If you have other questions, feel free to message me here or on https://curiouscat.me/vvlin91

#patalliro #review #cock robin killed me again #yoshimoto kouki

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mirceakitsune · 4 years ago

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My apology, for how I am and what I do

Over the past years and especially the last months, I've been saying and doing things I am not proud nor happy of. I never have been but now I'm becoming increasingly concerned, I feel sorry for it and it's starting to affect me more and more, I increasingly hate even myself. My journal from last night was yet another explosion of this; It was followed by a situation on another website (no point in naming it here) which I don't know if I will be able to repair with its admin after what happened. Combined with my existing self awareness and concerns, I realize it's something I need to start thinking about. The path this world is on is not an okay one, but neither is the one I'm on.

I have become ruled by a fear and determination which I now have a difficult time controlling. A fear of rules and authority, that festered since my days as a teen, has put me at war with pretty much most of the world which I convinced myself I must defeat. I'm attacking even causes I normally agree with sometimes, such as fighting against racism, out of fear that too much care and involvement into social issues is going to turn everyone into a tyrannical monster who will enslave me out of thinking they're doing a kind act. I'm now disgusted at the very concept of people having sensitivities, ridiculing those who allow themselves to care and have their feelings hurt by anything, hailing rebellion and carelessness and ignorance as my savior. For without ignorance and as long as people care, the fear that's driving some to hate others would be programmed against me next, because people are too stupid to tell right from wrong and so easy to radicalize... thus I must destroy even the good in human nature so me and others like me can continue to exist safely.

This is what I've told myself for longer than I can remember. It's at least part true, as in the past false fears and assumptions were used to abuse me for who I was, and sadly it's even worse now than back in my day... please understand I refuse to dive into details as it involves multiple things the majority cannot understand, including my different nature as a being. I subconsciously created my own golden book on the matter: If someone claims there's a danger you can't see with your own eyes, then uses that claim to force you to do something, there must be vile ulterior motives behind it, no matter what that pretext is. I feel sick whenever I even hear the phrase "experts say so" as I see it as a catchphrase of this tactic: To me the word expert equals charlatan, a nice label so some can make their opinions more important than those of others for their control. I've reached the stage where I'm no longer willing to listen to anyone else because I don't trust their judgment, I refuse to believe anyone can know better than me and what I feel... I don't even care what is true or not any more, to hell with reality itself for making my life this miserable! And yet, I know this isn't right in every sense and I'm doing something wrong... but if I were to stop, they'd take me for a fool again and expand their restrictions on me and make me do their bidding to punish me for being different and convert me to one of them! I can't surrender and accept having my life ruled by strangers and their visions again, but what I'm doing is wrong too... what the hell do I then do?

COVID is just one example, if it was anything else that resulted in restrictions I'd have reacted the same way. For whatever reason it truly happened and whether intentional or not, it matched this exact pattern perfectly, hence why anything related to it puts me down the same spiral. Why should I believe in a danger I can't see for myself... because the majority says it's there, knowing how said majority reacts in the face of fear? Why wouldn't they be doing this just to fool me into submission once more? But even if the danger was real, any sort of new obligation would still need to be rejected; Were COVID 10 times more deadly, or the apocalypse itself to occur... this part of me would still want everyone to simply ignore it and go on about their lives as usual, just to prove we won't accept being obligated to do anything new by those other people! The moment they started making the police fine or arrest us to wear masks, any hope of reasoning with me on the matter was lost: All I can see is war against the enemy, how I must defeat the fanatics trying to tie me up and cover my face with a rag, how hard I must show everyone that I don't care about their cause and no amount of harassment will make me stop disobeying! Why couldn't they be reasonable and just leave it up to everyone's choice? If they used some common sense... maybe, just maybe, I wouldn't be so hostile about it now and could be willing to listen and believe something goes on. Again they fucked me over by being the way humans always are... with their hate and tyranny and labeling everyone an enemy for not listening, when I never truly wanted to be anyone's enemy in the first place!

On the political side I wish to make myself clear once again: I never was a real Trump supporter nor could see myself being one! I can see why some people love him, but to me he doesn't represent the future. I simply sided with him toward the end... out of concern that if Biden and the Democrats take control of everything, they'll start locking people up and forcing them to wear masks and the whole world will become like China while America is going to start wars all over the world again (eg: for oil). When Trump won in 2016 I fell in a depression, fearing he's going to bring an army of intolerant fanatics to take away our rights... now in a twist of irony it was the opposite, I felt that if Trump doesn't win an army of fanatics would come throwing restrictions and censorship left and right.

With this out of the way I'll be very direct on another thing that went on last night: I was following the Qanon plan, which I still look at but more skeptically now. Their plan stated that during his alleged inauguration, Joe Biden was instead going to confess to the crimes of the deep state live for the world to see, after which the army was going to take over and hold new elections. I was surprised and felt betrayed when the army stood and watched while he was sworn in, feeling they got away again and the system won once more. And considering what happened at the Capitol, one of my first reactions was "now social media is going to start purging everyone who disagrees with the left under the pretext of fighting hate, Leninism 2.0 is coming".

Biden has already started doing good things: I'm not going to shy away from admitting this, and seeing it makes me regret that I had to do all this and take it so far as I did. He not only put a transgender person in a position of leadership, but also ended the disgusting and intrusive practice of immigration officials requesting people's social media accounts before letting them come to the US! Maybe he'll tare down that stupid wall of hate around Mexico next? Of course he also began a masking persecution as predicted, trying to force states to harass their citizens to wear that crap on their face. That's the thing: The left defends some freedoms and good ideas, the right defends others... I wanted to somehow take the best from both, hoping we'd have my ideal anarchy where everyone can do and say whatever they want.

I feel I'm stuck between the hammer and the anvil: If I don't fight against this weird and strict society it will force me to be like them again... if I fight too hard then I will cause harm and I don't know how justified it is any more. I truly wish I could just leave this world... alas I cannot attempt a second suicide for multiple reasons. I just don't know what to do any more... I'm sick of what I did in the past but don't know what I could accept doing differently. I swear I wish none of this had to happen.

Whatever the case, I am considering to what extent I'm going to keep talking about those things in the future. I'm tempted to stop diving into anything political on those sites any longer. I partly did it because seeing responses, both positive and even negative ones, made me feel better and helped me feel like I was understanding other people somewhat... it's how I remind myself not everyone is truly fanatical and out to get me like I fear. Yet there are people who watch me for other reasons, such as what I create... is it okay for them to have to keep seeing those unrelated posts? I'll be seeing what I will do in regard to this.

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cleverwolfpoetry · 7 years ago

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Psycho-pass Chinese Zodiac

While talking with @lucidink and @whatsyourcolor, this idea came to our mind…which chinese zodiac animals are Psycho-pass characters? Who do they get along well with? Who they hate? Did the authors keep this in mind when they decided the birthdates??? (In some cases I would say no :-P)

Why don’t you check the compatibility of your fave ship???

@bigbrotherkou hope you’ll like it too. Astrology is your matter, master!

All the birth dates are taken by the official profiling books and the signs descriptions from this website:

https://www.chinahighlights.com/travelguide/chinese-zodiac/

The rat: Tsunemori Akane, 1th April 2092

Rats are quick-witted, resourceful, versatile, kind, smart, and lovely

With strong intuition and quick response, they always easily adapt themselves to a new environment. With rich imaginations and sharp observation, Rats can take advantage of various opportunities well. Rats have strong curiosity, so they tend to try their hands at anything, and they can deal with it skillfully.

Ladies belonging to the Rat zodiac sign are pretty, smart, and lovely. They have quick minds and dexterous hands, and are able to learn anything.

A lack of courage, as well as good command skills, Rats are not capable as leaders. Opportunistic and picky as Rats are, they do not have broad minds, but a narrow view.

Rats are kind, but sometimes impolite to others. People of the Rat zodiac sign usually sleep late, for mice are nocturnal animals. Sorry, but what?????? Must be referred to male rats.

The Ox: Sasayama Mitsuru, 26th March 2081

Oxes are known for diligence, dependability, strength and determination. Having an honest nature, Oxes have a strong patriotism for their country, have ideals and ambitions for life, and attach importance to family and work. These things reflect the traditional characteristics of conservatives. Women belonging to the Ox zodiac sign are traditional, faithful wives, who attach great importance to their children’s education.

The most disadvantageous trait in Oxes is poor communication skills. They are not good at communicating with others, and even think it not worthwhile exchanging ideas with others. They are stubborn and stick to their own ways.

The Tiger: Masaoka Tomomi, 27th June 2058 – Choe Gu-sung 29th October 2070 - Hinakawa Shou, 26th December 2094

Brave, Confident…

People born in the year of the Tiger are brave, competitive, unpredictable, and self-confident. They are very charming and well-liked by others. But sometimes they are likely to be impetuous, irritable, and overindulged.

With stubborn personalities and tough judgment, tigers work actively and boldly express themselves, and do things with a high-handed manner. They are authoritative and never go back on what they have said.

With great confidence and indomitable fortitude, they can be competent leaders. They will not make preparations for anything, but they can handle anything that comes along.

The Dragon: Kougami Shinya, 16th August 2084 - Ginoza Nobuchika, 21th November 2084 – Aoyanagi Risa, 9th December 2084

The Dragon’s Personality: Confident, Intelligent…

Among Chinese zodiac animals, the Dragon is the sole imaginary animal. The Dragon is the most vital and powerful beast in the Chinese zodiac, although with an infamous reputation for being a hothead and possessing a sharp tongue. In ancient times, people thought that Dragons could control everything in the world with their character traits of dominance and ambition.

Gifted with innate courage, tenacity and intelligence, dragons are enthusiastic and confident. They are not afraid of challenges, and willing to take risks. However, the dragon is sometimes regarded as aggressive, and angry dragons are not open to criticism. They don’t consider themselves irritating and arrogant. Instead of following tradition, they strive for a smooth future.

The Snake: Tougane Sakuya, 6th June 2073 - Karanomori Shion, 25th May 2085

The Snake’s Personality: Intelligent, Wise…

In Chinese culture, the Snake is the most enigmatic animal among the twelve zodiac animals. People born in a year of the Snake are supposed to be the most intuitive.

Snakes tend to act according to their own judgments, even while remaining the most private and reticent. They are determined to accomplish their goals and hate to fail.

Snakes represent the symbol of wisdom. They are intelligent and wise. They are good at communication but say little. Snakes are usually regarded as great thinkers.

Snakes are materialistic and love keeping up with the Joneses. They love to possess the best of everything, but they have no patience for shopping.

Snake people prefer to work alone, therefore they are easily stressed. If they seem unusually stressed, it is best to allow them their own space and time to return to normal.

The Goat: Saiga Jouji, 11th March 2063

Calm, Gentle…

People born in a year of the Goat are generally believed to be gentle mild-mannered, shy, stable, sympathetic, amicable, and brimming with a strong sense of kindheartedness and justice. They have very delicate thoughts, strong creativity, and perseverance, and acquire professional skills well. Although they look gentle on the surface, they are tough on the inside, always insisting on their own opinions in their minds. They have strong inner resilience and excellent defensive instincts. Though they prefer to be in groups, they do not want to be the center of attention. They are reserved and quiet, most likely because they like spending much time in their thoughts. Goats like to spend money on fashionable things that give them a first class appearance. Although goats enjoy spending money on the finer things in life, they are not snobbish.

The Dog: Kagari Shuusei, 3th December 2090 - Sugou Teppei, 22th May 2090 – Kunizuka Yayoi, 28th September 2090

(I’m not drunk. Seems like Kagari and Sugou really have the same age!!!)

Loyal, Honest…

Dogs are loyal and honest, amiable and kind, cautious and prudent. Due to having a strong sense of loyalty and sincerity, Dogs will do everything for the person who they think is most important.

As Dogs are not good at communication, it is difficult for them to convey their thoughts to others. Therefore, Dogs tend to leave others with the impression that they have a stubborn personality.

Born with a good nature, Dogs do not tend to be criminals or seek dishonest gains. They just need a quiet life and a good family and, therefore, forget the ugliness and evil on Earth.

Dogs are always ready to help others and do not care about their own interests, but if they find themselves betrayed by cunning people they will feel shocked and hurt.

When thrown into doubt, Dogs think the world is evil and complicated. Then they criticize sharply when giving comments on something, and infer all things are according to their pessimistic point of view.

Special mention goes to:

Shimotsuki Mika born on 14th February 2096. Depending on the Chinese New Year in 2096 (unpredictable for me), she may be Dragon or Snake.

Makishima Shougo: on the profiling book the date birth is stated as Unknown. How could it be otherwise, Mr. zero psycho-pass?

#psycho pass #chinese zodiac #funny #that's what happens when you chat with friends on friday night

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mykidsgay · 7 years ago

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What to Do If Your Child Is Outed

"Hi, I need some help! My older son accidentally outed his younger brother to me—he let slip that my other son has a boyfriend, and feels absolutely HORRIBLE about it. I'm fine with the news and have suspected it for a few years, but I don't know what to do now that I know! My older son wants to keep his mistake a secret, but I don't want to lie to my other kid either. Any advice for this sticky situation?"

Question Submitted Anonymously Answered by Carmella Van Vleet

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Carmella Says:

Dear Parent,

Having a child outed, either accidentally or on purpose, can be a challenging situation. It’s often difficult to know just how to respond. I think it’s admirable that you’re trying to navigate these circumstances in a way that honors everyone. My own daughter’s sexual orientation was revealed before she was ready to share it with me herself, so I can personally relate to your concerns.

The first thing I’d suggest is considering whether or not the situation truly warrants any action on your part. Your older son slipped up and mentioned news you weren’t supposed to know yet. What would you do if this information was something else? As long as it’s not information that poses a danger, why would you have to say anything to your younger son? If you’re okay with the news, then you could continue behaving as you did before.

It’s not unusual for parents of LGBTQ kids to either suspect or find evidence of their child’s sexual orientation before the child officially comes out to them. You’re not lying to your younger son; you’re simply not letting on that you are aware of this aspect of his life. This is an important part of his identity, and allowing your younger son to come to you on his own terms and in his own time will empower him. Though my daughter was outed by someone with good intentions, it was very frustrating for her to have to discuss things before she could prepare, or even sort out her own emotions.

In our case, my daughter was in a potentially dangerous situation, so I didn’t have a choice. (She was underage and visiting an adult website, using her real name. For more information about internet safety, check out this list of online safety tips for LGBTQ teens!) There was a reason for me to take the direct approach, although it wasn’t easy. It’s something both my daughter and I still regret was necessary.

You know your son—and the kind of relationship the two of you have—best. If you feel that hiding what you now know betrays your son, you can always look for opportunities to provide a safe place for him to bring up his sexuality. For example, if there’s an article about the LGBTQ community fighting for their rights in the news, casually mention your support. Even if your younger son doesn’t respond right away, he’ll know you’re an ally. Just be careful not to be too obvious or leading. Again, give your son the opportunity to come to you when he’s ready.

There’s also your other son to consider. It sounds as though he deeply regrets his mistake. In this situation, you must also consider his feelings and his relationship with his younger brother. Coming out and living as your true self can be scary. Your younger son will need his brother. Would speaking up cause a rift between them?

Only you know the answers to these questions. However you decide to act (or not to act!), it’s clear you are a loving parent who cares about both of their children.

Good luck to you as you navigate this situation!

Carmella

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#my kid is gay #carmella van vleet #lgbt #lgbtq #lgbtqia #coming out #outed #being outed #advice #parenting advice #parenting

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yumikoyuki · 7 years ago

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The rules: You must answer these 85 statements and tag 20 people

The last…

1. Drink - multivitamin juice

2. Phone call - i called dad

3. Text message - last message on whatsapp was in our escape room course group about our battle plan for tomorrow.

4. Song you listened to - DNA by BTS

5. Time you cried - this was very recently but why??? i don’t remember??? i think i was really really tired and just cried???

6. Dated someone twice - not sure how this is supposed to be interpreted. i have never dated someone twice?

7. Kissed someone and regretted it - very recently.

8. Been cheated on - don’t know if i have ever been cheated on. if i have, they hid it well.

9. Lost someone special - some years ago.

10. Been depressed - hahaha.

11. Gotten drunk and thrown up - last new year’s eve. i don’t think i was even that hammered, just mixed too many different drinks.

Favorite colors… 12. black 13. grey 14. dark blue tones

In the last year, you have… 15. Made new friends - i think so 16. Fallen out of love - no 17. Laughed until you cried - yes! just this week! 18. Found out someone was talking about you - don’t know. 19. Met someone who changed you - no don’t think so. 20. Found out who your friends are - i mean... like i trust my friends? and i don’t think i have been betrayed by anyone? 21. Kissed someone on your Facebook list - yeah hahaha oh so many. i like kissing my friends and i’m fb friends with all my exes.

In general… 22. How many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life - i don’t accept anyone who i have not met as my fb friend, but like if we are talking about people who i considered close enough to not remove from the list, it’s about 2/3. a very rough estimate.

23. Do you have any pets - kitty cat.

24. Do you want to change your name - nope, couldn’t see myself as anyone else than who i am. i used to “dislike” my first name in my teen years but it was totally a “ugh i want to be edgy and i want to be called someone else” phase. i never actually wanted to officially change my name.

25. What did you do for your last birthday - party at my place with friends and dancing in a night club after. was good.

26. What time did you wake up - today? around 11 (am).

27. What were you doing at midnight last night - watching stranger things i think?

28. Name something you can’t wait for - nothing? maybe like the trip to uk next spring with two of my friends.

29. When was the last time you saw your mom - a couple of weeks ago.

31. What are you listening to right now - Lotto by EXO

32. Have you ever talked to a person named tom - yes.

33. Something that is getting on your nerves - me?

34. Most visited website - tumblr i feel.

35. Hair colour - dark brown.

36. Long or short hair - long. and short. undercut you know.

37. Do you have a crush on someone - no.

38. What do you like about yourself - skip.

39. Piercings - five in the ears, one of them stretched and one industrial.

40. Blood type - o, don’t know if + or -.

41. Nickname - yumi is the name most go with.

42. Relationship status - single.

43. Zodiac - taurus.

44. Pronouns - she/her.

45. Favourite tv show - several. game of thrones, bbc sherlock, orange is the new black, spartacus...

46. Tattoos - none :c

47. Right or left handed - right.

48. Surgery - nope.

49. Piercing - like i said.

50. Sport - eww. i mean i like sports if they are not working as a, you know, sport. i don’t want to think of them as sports, more like a way of getting somewhere like cycling, or just playing in the water and floating, not actual track swimming etc. i don’t like to sweat and to “push myself” for the sake of keeping myself in shape.

51. Vacation - saw some friends in tampere for a couple of days recently.

52. Pair of trainers - bought a pair for the japan trip a year back. best walking shoes ever.

More general… 53. Eating - dunno 54. Drinking - dunno. i mostlu drink multivitamin juice. 55. I’m about to - start playing dai soon i guess. 56. Waiting for - next day off. 57. Want - time 58. Get married - no opinion. 59. Career - something that pays my bills and that i truly enjoy.

Which is better? 60. Hugs or kisses - both. in a relationship i love good kisses. kisses much good. 61. Lips or eyes - both. i don’t specifically notice either of them unless they are attractive. 62. Shorter or taller - taller. definitely taller. i don’t want to be taller. 63. Older or younger - older plz. i mean age is just a number but i prefer a stable mature person in my life and i’m into people with experience and the wisdom that comes with age. 64. Nice arms or nice stomach - c’mon i can’t pick. 65. Hook up or relationship - relationship. 66. Troublemaker or hesitant - depends of the level of “troublemakery”. i’m not approving at all if you are causing trouble for others or being an inconsiderate ass hat.

Have you ever… 67. Kissed a stranger - i guess. 68. Drank hard liquor - have i ever. 69. Lost glasses/contact lenses - i actually have! i borrowed a pair of my mom’s glasses in my teenage years for a photoshoot in the woods and they just vanished there. 70. Turned someone down - don’t even remember how many times. that sounds so arrogant and egoistic, but it just confuses me so damn much how anyone could ever like me that way. 71. Sex on the first date - i mean, no, but if the date was super duper good and The Mood was there mutually, i’m not the kind of person to just pass that opportunity just because my idea of a first date didn’t normally include sex. 72. Broken someone’s heart - not that i know of. 73. Had your heart broken - yes. 75. Cried when someone died - fictional characters yes, but i have not actually lost anyone important to me yet. i mean my grandpa died when i was barely two, so that doesn’t hurt at all. 76. Fallen for a friend - yes.

Do you believe in… 77. Yourself - pff. ok on some occasions but mostly pff. 78. Miracles - i don’t believe in miracles. sometimes unbelievable things happen but i would still not call them miracles. 79. Love at first sight - as a stereotypical finnish person, love is way too powerful of a feeling and word to just throw out there so easily. definitely absolutely no. infatuation yes, love absolutely never ever. are you kidding me. 80. Santa claus - :D 81. Kiss on the first date - i mean why not if the mood was there. 82. Angels - no.

Other… 83. Current best friend’s name - don’t have one. i have several good ones. 84. Eye colour - gray blue. 85. Favourite movie - too many good ones. but to like name one or something, the prestige.

#yumikoyuki personal #memes and such

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smochiis · 7 years ago

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dress me up, buttercup I four (m)

✩ pairing : hoseok x reader

✩ genre: idol+stylist!au, drama, humor

✩ warning: dirty talk, foodplay, little bit of body worship

✩ word count: 5.8k

✩ summary: There are nearly 1,000 reasons why mixing work and romance is a terrible idea. Unfortunately, Jung Hoseok makes it very hard for you to resist.

✩ chapters: one | two | three | four

✩ a/n: apologies for not updating for a while! I haven’t been here very long but I already have over 200 followers so as a thank you I’m dropping this chapter!! love you bunches~

The search for a new job proves relatively unfruitful in the beginning. You barely manage to stay afloat with the schedule from hell and what little time have, you’ve been spending it with Hoseok again -- and thankfully, the two of you have a nice way to relief your stress. Very nice. But this leaves you with little time to actually commit to your search.

You usually try right before you go to bed, but you always end up falling asleep and waking up with a dead phone.

And even on the rare occasion that you do have both time and energy to browse the online postings, none of the places you look at are ever hiring. You’re beginning to think that it’s a good thing you haven’t told any of the other staff you’re probably leaving because it’s looking like it might not work out.

Which makes you anxious. Because if this fails, you don’t know if you and Hoseok have any other options besides going public -- which he has suggested.

But you still don’t like that idea.

You’ll definitely never be able to find a job on your own if that happens.

Though as you have learned, it does pay to be patient. So you wait, hoping for the right opportunity to present itself. And as you’re sitting at the dinner table with Hoseok one night, shoveling a spoonful of pork and tofu into your mouth, your faithfulness is rewarded.

Your eyes practically bulge when you see the Now Hiring link on JYP’s online website. Dropping your spoon, choking on your pork and tofu, you rapidly click on the link and scroll to the bottom of the site. They’re looking for a wardrobe stylist for the group Got7 and you waste no time in uploading your resume -- thankfully you have a copy of it saved on your phone.

You can hardly believe your luck. It’s almost too good to be true but you don’t want to think about it too much lest you jinx yourself. Looking a gift-horse in the mouth and all that.

But, still, you can’t help but imagine how perfect it would be.

Got7 and BTS are acquaintances and frequently attend the same shows and award ceremonies. The boys are all friends and tend to hang out and you know they have multiple group chats. Plus, you’ve already met the Got7 members before so you don’t think you’ll have any trouble making the adjustment or fitting in.

You’d likely see Hoseok every once in a while too, an added bonus.

“Something wrong?” he asks, having first looked up when you dropped your spoon.

You shake your head, unable to fight your smile as it practically splits your face in half. You scrape bits of pork and tofu off the table and into your hand as you say, “I just put in an application. Got7 is looking for a wardrobe stylist.”

“Really?” Hoseok blinks, dimples denting the corners of his mouth. “That’s amazing! I’m so happy for you, angel.” He stands up suddenly, leaning across the table to give you a soft, heartfelt kiss.

You grin, kissing him back, before sitting down. “It’s not like I’m guaranteed the position,” you caution. “There’s probably lots of other highly qualified people applying for it too. I’m not getting my hopes up, but it would be nice, you know?”

“Yeah,” he agrees. “Except for the part where Jackson flirts with you.”

Knowing he’s only partly joking -- because you guys have definitely had a few “discussions” about his jealousy -- you just roll your eyes and keep eating.

The next few weeks that pass are fairly uneventful.

You’re not sure if it’s because it’s actually gotten better or if you’re just better at managing it, but the schedule from hell seems a little easier. You’re still so busy you can barely think, but you’re not nearly as drained at the end of the day. And thankfully, it appears Hoseok feels the same way.

Though your dates do start ending earlier because he can’t keep making excuses as to why he stays out all night.

Still, you feel refreshed and happy when you’re working. So does Hoseok, even when you’re with Hojun who is very close to completing his internship. During a small break in filming one day, he begins showing you pictures on his phone of the places he wants to visit in celebration.

Hoseok watches the two of you, but there’s no malice in his gaze.

Even so, you decide to put his suspicions to rest once and for all in the name of compromise.

Hojun scrolls to a tropical resort and you fake a wince. “Ah, I love places like that. But my boyfriend doesn’t because of the snakes,” you tell him with a shake of your head.

The intern pauses. Then he licks his lips, glances around, and leans forward like he’s about to share a secret. “Mine either,” he mumbles.

You can’t help yourself -- you explode with laughter so loud that you draw attention from everyone within your immediate vicinity. Including Hoseok, who pegs you with a confused stare, mouthing, “What?” over and over again. And poor Hojun, you have to assure him that you’re not laughing at him.

“No, you just reminded me of something funny,” you manage, wiping your eyes.

For the rest of the day, Hoseok bugs you about it. Desperate to know what had you laughing so hard. But you don’t know whether or not you should tell him -- his ego is a little fragile. Maybe you’ll tell him sometime in the future, but the idea keeps you entertained for so long that you actually forget about your application for a little while.

The call comes while you’re busy prepping Hoseok for a broadcast. You have to let it ring and it isn’t until your lunch break that you check your phone. It isn’t a number you recognize and you’re about to disregard it completely until Hojun peeks over your shoulder.

“Oh, noona, you have a missed call from JYP Entertainment,” he says with surprise.

You almost spit out your iced coffee. “This is their number?” you rasp, blotting your mouth with a napkin.

The intern nods and takes a bite of his sandwich. “Yeah. I put in an application with them a little while ago and saved their number just in case they called.” Then he pauses and looks at you. “Why are they calling you?”

You suppose your sheepish smile is answer enough and he goes back to eating, mumbling something about being thankful he applied to other places too. You’re too nervous and excited to finish your lunch, hitting redial.

A woman answers on the third ring. Nervously, you give her your name and explain that you missed their call.

“Sorry to call you during the middle of the day like this. You must be busy,” she states.

Your stomach jumps as you hastily assure her that it’s more than fine. Even though you are busy. So busy that your lunch break will undoubtedly be cut short. But that’s not like it matters now because no matter the outcome of this phone call, you’ll be too anxious to eat.

“My name is Nari and I’m part of JYP’s management office,” she officially introduces. “I see you’ve submitted an application as a wardrobe stylist on our website. Your background and references are excellent and we would like to invite you to an interview.”

Everything in the background fades to white noise at that very last word. Interview.

“Do you have some time later this week?” Nari asks.

“Yes!” You shoot up to your feet, startling poor Hojun. Then you clear your throat and say a little calmer, “I mean, yes, of course. What day works best for you?”

You and Nari select a date and time with minimal fuss. And she’s more than willing to work around your schedule, which you make sure to tell her you appreciate. Then you’re hanging up and slowly sinking back into your seat, the world around you feeling surreal.

Did that really just happen?

“Noona?” Hojun waves a hand in front of your face.

You blink and then you’re jumping back up. “I have to go talk to Hoseok. Go ahead and finish my lunch!” you tell him on your way out the door.

And vaguely, you can hear his response of, “But I don’t like potato salad!”

Your timing couldn’t be better as you sprint-walk back into the studio. The boys are being released for a five minute break and you make a beeline for Hoseok, who spots you immediately and moves to meet you halfway. He reaches up and yanks on his tie so that it’s crooked.

Giving you an excuse to be near each other.

“What’s the matter? Something happen?” he asks while you undo the silk Gitman Brothers with a smile.

You straighten and smooth the tie, pretending to concentrate. “I guess you could say that,” you muse in an attempt to be nonchalant. But your excitement is too huge and you can’t hold back the grin on your face as it betrays you. “I got a call back from JYP. They want to interview me later this week!”

Hoseok’s laugh is both startled and amazed, his dimples popping out. “How could they not? You’re obviously the best!” And then he’s tugging you into a fierce hug and for a moment, the two of you forget where you are.

You wrap your arms around his neck and you don’t know how to explain it, but it’s like you can feel how proud he is. How happy he is. How he’s fallen in love with you just a little bit more.

You’re not sure it’s possible, but you think you do too.

Catching an odd look from one of the other stylists -- Jungkook’s -- you quickly realize your mistake and the two of you separate sheepishly. You go back to “fixing” Hoseok’s tie, and you can feel Jungkook’s curious stare boring into your back, but your grins remain bright as ever. And when you send Hoseok off to film again, he’s all but glowing.

That night, Hoseok insists on celebrating. Even though it’s not one of your set date-nights. He’s supposed to go bowling with the boys but he says he can always go with them next week. You’re not sure how you feel about it, since you hate making him blow off his friends. Especially when he already spends so much of his free time with you.

But then you remind yourself, you aren’t making him do anything. And you know you won’t be able to change his mind so you don’t fight it too hard.

When he arrives, he rings the doorbell. Which confuses you because he knows your passcode. But when you open the door, and see the fancy bottle of wine and big box of chocolates in his arms, you understand.

Your heart is a useless pile of mush as you step aside to let him in. “It’s not like I actually got the job. It’s just an interview,” you laughingly tell him.

Hoseok kicks off his shoes and hands you the, obviously expensive, gifts before tugging down his trademark mask and leaning in for a kiss. “If they called you for an interview then you’ve technically already made it through like one or two rounds, which is celebration worthy,” he says matter-of-factly and takes off his hat to ruffle his freshly-showered hair. “And besides,” he continues with a heart-shaped smile, “I very rarely get the chance to spoil you.”

And spoil you, he does.

The two of you crack open the wine, a Recioto della Valpolicella, and feast on the assorted chocolates. Though you normally aren’t one for red wines, this one is very sweet and mixes well with chocolate. And the combination is heaven on your tongue, a soothing warmth in your veins.

“I did my research,” Hoseok brags when you moan happily and take another sip.

After working through almost half the box, you and Hoseok curl up together on the couch to watch a movie that he brought -- The Notebook. It’s one of your more peculiar common interests, you’ll admit, but you’re happy he enjoys it as much as you. Actually, as you’ve noticed, he tends to select more sensitive movies on his own which you amusedly think suits him very well.

But whereas you’re wholly invested in the melodramatic romance on the screen, sipping your wine and nibbling your chocolates, Hoseok keeps picking up his phone.

Noticing the furrow in his brow, you shift in his lap. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” He quickly puts his phone down. But when you don’t look away, he sighs. “Jungkook has been pestering me about our hug today.”

Suddenly, the movie is nothing but background noise. Nerves make your stomach flip and you set your wine on the coffee table. “Do you think he knows?”

“I think he’s suspicious,” Hoseok says. “And you know how he is. He’ll keep digging and poking until he knows for sure.”

“And once he knows, the others will know,” you finish, biting your lip.

You and Hoseok didn’t plan to keep your relationship secret from his friends. It just happened as a result of keeping it a secret from everyone else. And in Hoseok’s words, the less they know, the less they have to keep secret themselves. Though you know that it still kills him to keep something so huge from them.

They’re his second family.

Having to constantly make excuses for his whereabouts and odd night trips, and sometimes having to outright lie to them… You can’t imagine what it’s like. You know you wouldn’t be able to do it, the guilt would eat you alive.

“One way or another, they’ll eventually find out. It’s just a matter of time,” Hoseok sighs again.

You nod. “Yeah. Hopefully I’ll have my new job set up before they do, so it won’t be so weird.”

You don’t know if you could go to work every day and look them in the eye after they find out. Because, Hoseok, they’ll forgive. But you? You’re just a stylist to the other boys.

“Mm.” Hoseok nuzzles the top of your head. “And then I can finally brag to them about how amazing and wonderful and beautiful my girlfriend is. It’s been so hard not to rub it in their faces,” he mumbles, dropping a kiss to your shoulder.

“If I didn’t know any better,” you murmur, rolling your head to the side to give him room, “I’d say you’re trying to seduce me.”

“Am I that transparent?”

His mouth moves up the curve of your shoulder to your neck, lightly rubbing back and forth. “Maybe a little,” you admit in a slightly higher pitch. Your eyes close automatically and your bottom lip gets caught between your teeth as he continues to tease you with feather-light brushes.

Hoseok kisses your pulse. “I just can’t help myself around you. You’re too beautiful,” he says.

“I’m in my pajamas,” you quip wryly.

“I love when you wear your pajamas. It’s sexy.” He grins against your skin when you snort out a laugh. “Angel, you could wear a goddamn paper bag and I’d still think you’re the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.”

Coming from any other man, you would immediately scoff and roll your eyes. Men will say anything when they’re horny. But Hoseok… You know him so well by this point that you know he means every word of that. If you show up at work tomorrow in a paper bag, he’ll still think you’re perfect and amazing and try to steal some kisses.

Love makes the weirdest things acceptable.

“You’re a horrible flirt,” you tell him. But, when he pulls away from your neck to look at you with that smile, you know you wouldn’t change it about him.

Cupping the corner of your jaw with one hand, your waist with his other, Hoseok pulls you in for a kiss. Your favorite kind -- the slow, passionate kind that starts as small touches of lip and tongue and builds into slanting mouths and heavy breathing. All the emotions kindled in your chest are poured out through your lips in a beautiful, wordless exchange that few have the privilege of knowing.

Your fingers comb through his hair and his thumb strokes your jawline and he smiles into your mouth. “Lay down, angel,” he murmurs against your swollen lips.

The two of you shift until your back sinks into the couch, neck propped by a pillow. But your couch is small, not exactly designed for extra curricular activities, and so Hoseok is stuck half kneeling next to you, half underneath you, with your legs draped across him.

“Here?” you ask.

Your couch might be a little too cramped for whatever he has in mind. But Hoseok just grins.

“Relax, leave it all to me.” He leans down and captures your lips, his fingers falling to the buttons of your pajama shirt. Hoseok’s mouth is soft and his fingers are swift and your chest is suddenly exposed to the cool air of your apartment, making your skin prickle.

You suppress a shiver, licking into his mouth.

“Arms,” he whispers, kissing the corner or your mouth.

Wordlessly, you lift up one arm and then the other so he can slip your pajama top off. But he leaves it underneath you like a blanket, protecting your bare skin from the chill of your leather couch. You sigh happily as he loves the line of your jaw, covering it with soft kisses, and as he drags his lips down your neck and throat. He kisses every inch of your skin, making it flush under his lips.

You’re reminded of just how meticulous he can be as he spends countless minutes moving his mouth against your throat. It feels like ages before he makes it to your collarbone and once there, he sucks hard three times, quickly licking the bruise left behind.

With Hoseok, there’s no such thing as too much foreplay.

And you consider yourself lucky that he seems to like it so much -- many of your past loves were all too eager to skip these steps. But not Hoseok. He relishes watching you slowly get turned on, coming alive in his arms and under his mouth. To him, it’s almost as good as the sex itself.

And god knows you’ll never get enough of his touch.

Your body is hot and uncomfortable when Hoseok leans back up. His mouth is red and swollen, his cheeks flushed, and you know you must look the same. But there’s a mischievous gleam in his brown eyes that you recognize and you lay there while he leans up and over you, rustling around behind your head, before coming back.

With a piece of chocolate between his fingers.

He presses it to your lips, saying, “Open,” and pops it into your mouth when you comply. The chocolate is milky and sweet, melting almost instantly and you moan. “Good?” he asks.

You nod, savoring the taste.

“Good.”

His mouth is back on your collar bone, leaving open kisses down to your cleavage while his fingers fiddle with your bra straps. You arch your back just enough for him to slip his hands beneath you and undo the hooks, sliding off your bra completely. He doesn’t waste time, immediately pulling a nipple into his mouth while he moulds your breasts with careful hands.

He kisses and plays with them, enjoying your soft sighs and low moans. Your nails lightly scratch his scalp in encouragement when he switches breasts, showering them both with attention.

They’re wet with his saliva and dotted with bruises by the time he decides it’s enough and you’re squirming underneath him. Hoseok chuckles, kisses the valley of your cleavage before moving down your sternum, dragging his lips all the way to your navel where his tongue swirls patterns on your skin.

But where you expect him to continue his downward path, he suddenly pulls back. You’re about to ask him why when he leans over your head again and returns with another piece of chocolate.

Rather than putting it in your mouth, however, he lowers the small square to your chest with a grin.

You watch, lifting a brow, as he begins to trace patterns on your skin. “Really?”

“Chocolate is good for your skin,” Hoseok hums, not looking at you. “Plus, it’s an aphrodisiac.”

You definitely don’t need the help of an aphrodisiac, you think. Hoseok and his wickedly talented fingers and tongue are more than enough to turn you on. He’s only kissed you and petted you and already you’re itching to tear off your panties.

But still, you let him play with the chocolate.

At first it’s nothing but a smooth, interesting sensation. He traces your nipples and outlines your breasts, treks down to your navel and dips it inside. You don’t really see the appeal until the chocolate begins to melt from the heat of your skin and Hoseok’s fingers.

It leaves a trail that’s warm and sweet-smelling, the scent filling your nose and laying heavy on the roof of your mouth. You can strangely taste the chocolate as it melts onto your skin.

Hoseok paints pictures on your belly and breasts, grinning to himself the whole time. You can only watch, amused and weirdly aroused by it all, until he uses up the last of the chocolate. Then he grabs another piece and repeats the process, using your body as his canvas.

He goes through at least four small pieces of chocolate. And with each one, your body grows more restless.

You half expect him to keep going until all the chocolate is gone, but when he looks at you, he changes his mind. Something in your expression must have revealed how badly you need his touch.

Hoseok holds up his fingers, coated in chocolate. And you don’t have to be told -- you open your mouth and wrap your tongue around them.

“Ah, that’s right, angel. Clean my fingers,” he coos, palming the bulge of his erection. “How does it taste?”

You suck him clean before answering, greedily swallowing all traces of the chocolate. “So good,” you mumble around his fingers. Your tongue licks his fingers, dips between them, and you know he’s imagining other things.

Hoseok groans low in his throat, eyes growing dark as he watches you. Even though the chocolate is gone, you continue to suck on his fingers until he pulls them out of your mouth and your eyes catch the saliva running down his fingers and wrist.

“If it’s that good then maybe I should have a taste for myself,” he murmurs as he lowers his head.

He starts with your breasts, sucking them into his mouth. His tongue swirls around your flesh, gathering chocolate and teasing your nipples relentlessly. He licks up every trace of the sweet substance, leaving your skin pink and raw but also tingly from so much attention. Hoseok greedily makes his way down your stomach, destroying the pictures he so lovingly painted on your skin.

His mouth and his hands are everywhere and the scent and taste of chocolate fills your senses. Now you really understand why so many people compare chocolate and sex. And you know you’ll never be able to look at an assorted Valentine’s Day box without recalling this.

As he feasts on your body, Hoseok’s hands massage everything below your waist. You’re still wearing your pajama pants but the ache between your legs has been steadily growing ever since he first kissed you.

His tongue dips into your navel, licking up the last bit of chocolate from your body, and then he’s crawling back up. Your mouths meet with a needy whine from your chest, your arms wrapping around his shoulders and your hands rooting through his hair. It’s a bittersweet brown and silky beneath your fingers, just like the chocolate you taste when he kisses you.

“You taste so sweet.” He grins. You go to tell him that he tastes sweet too but he stops you with a quirk of his brow and his fingers on your lips. “But you know, I’m in the mood for something a little sweeter,” he says suggestively.

“Cheesy,” you snort.

But you’re all too happy to wiggle out of your panties and pajama pants, breath catching in your throat as he kisses your hips, the insides of your thighs. He cups your bare pussy with one hand, rubbing the heel of his palm in small circles while his mouth focuses on the sensitive crease between your thigh and hip.

“Hobi…” Your fingers find purchase in his hair again.

And as you lay there on your leather couch, succumbing to pleasure, you realize how well Hoseok knows you. He knows exactly how and where to touch you, how to make you moan and gasp his name, how to draw out your pleasure.

You think back to your first night together. How his touches were hesitant and unsure, how you guided him with your moans. Now his hands and mouth are sure and confident, and the growth makes your heart squeeze.

He’s learned your body so thoroughly, like it’s an extension of his own.

Hoseok kisses your core, arms scooting underneath your thighs. He props your legs up on his shoulders as he proceeds to eat you out, just how you like it. Soft and tender kisses, firm sucking on your clit, fingers spreading you open for his hot breath.

With any other man, you would be embarrassed at how quickly you turn into a whimpering mess. But because this is Hoseok, and because he knows you, you’re not embarrassed at all.

In fact, you’re actually proud.

You groan when he finally rims your entrance with his fingers, your hips lifting higher. He sinks one finger inside easily, all the way up to his knuckles, before pulling out.

Nice, easy thrusts and firm pressure on your clit. You’re about to go crazy, your whole lower body tightening in warning.

“Hobi,” you gasp, tugging on his hair, “Hobi. Hobi, I need to -- ah…”

He keeps fucking you gently with one finger, flicks his tongue against the top of your slit. “It’s okay, angel,” he mutters against your dripping folds. “I can feel it. Let me take care of it.”

Your eyes shut and you press your head back into the throw pillows. His pace is sure and solid and when he adds a second finger, curling towards that hidden rough patch inside you, you come with a low moan that turns into something like a sob. His fingers keep moving and his mouth chases after your release, noisily slurping up the juices that his fingers push out.

“Fuck, you taste even better than chocolate,” he says, licking a strip up your pussy one last time before pulling his fingers out. They glisten in the light as he moves them toward your face. “Don’t you think?”

You pull his wet fingers into your mouth, tasting the tang of your cum. It mixes with the sweet aftertaste of chocolate still on your tongue.

“Mm,” you agree on a moan.

When they’re clean, he pulls them out and begins taking off his sweatshirt. You’re completely naked while he’s still wearing all his clothes, having been too busy touching you to take them off. Next are his sweatpants, but before he lets them join the rest of the clothes on your living room floor, he digs into the pocket and pulls out a foiled square.

“This time I may have come with ulterior motives,” he admits with a grin.

“Well that was risky.” You watch as he rolls the condom onto himself in short strokes.

You can’t even imagine the chaos that would have proceeded had someone -- a fan, a reporter, or one of his friends, even -- caught him with a condom in his pocket. Still, he’d done so for you. And you can’t decide if you think it’s a dumb or romantic move.

“You’re worth it,” Hoseok simply says.

You lean more towards romantic. Your heart is so easily swayed.

Hoseok pumps himself while he gets on his knees, uses his other hand to test how ready you are. You’re plenty wet, ready for more.

But your brows furrow. “I never get to taste you,” you complain as he lines himself up.

“You know I love when you suck my cock, angel,” he says, eyes closing briefly like he’s picturing it in his head. He rubs his cock through your folds, spreading your wetness around. “But tonight isn’t about me. My only goal tonight is to pamper you, spoil you, make you feel good. You can blow me later, I promise.”

“I’m holding you to that,” you sigh as he pushes the tip into you.

You’ve never really been that into giving oral. Putting stinky dicks in your mouth was just never appealing until you met Hoseok. With him, you don’t mind at all. In fact, you actually like it. Maybe it’s because he doesn’t have a stinky dick -- he showers too frequently. Or maybe it’s because you love him.

Either way, having that bitter, salty taste in your mouth while he lays heavy on your tongue is amazing. When he grabs your head and fucks your face? Even better.

You’ve been sorely denied that privilege for most of your relationship. Not because he doesn’t like it, but because he’s always too focused on making you feel good. So you promise yourself here and now that next time, you’ll definitely be the one to pleasure him. You’ll suck him off so good he won’t be able to think straight.

The thought, and the slight burn as his cock stretches you out, has you moaning.

“You’re always so tight,” Hoseok grunts, working himself inside inch by inch. He blows out a heavy breath once he’s seated completely, balls against your ass. “Fuck, angel. So tight but you take me all the way in.”

You feel so full, almost too full. But you adjust quickly, your body recognizing his familiar width and curve.

You expect him to start thrusting as soon as you give him the okay. To your surprise, he grabs one of your legs and lifts it up over his shoulder. Then he does the same to your other leg, leaving your body tilted at an angle with him still deep inside you.

“Good?” he asks, hands smoothing over your thighs.

You nod, adjusting your grip on the couch.

“God,” his head falls forward, “you’re even tighter like this.” He laughs a little, but then his hips are moving -- pulling out slowly until the head of his cock slides out with a pop, then pushing back inside.

Your back arches, his name on your lips. “Hobi…”

Wine in your veins and chocolate on your skin, Hoseok makes love to you on your couch. The forgotten movie continues to play softly, background music to the thoughts and emotions you and Hoseok share through the language of your bodies.

It’s slow and unhurried. Hot kisses and whispered phrases into the soft skin of your thighs, his strong hands holding your hips steady, eyes the color of chocolate growing darker. He tells you everything you need to know without uttering a word at all, loving you like it’s the first and last time you’ll be together.

You feel like you’re about to drown in it -- in him.

And it’s perfect.

You and Hoseok are in your own world where nothing exists except the two of you. His hisses and grunts as he fills you up, your breathy moans as you tell him, “Yes, right there, right there.” Your hand reaching up and his reaching down, your fingers tangling together.

Your hips roll, your voice breaks, and Hoseok’s fingers on your clit send you tumbling into an orgasm so intense you see stars. His rhythm stutters when you squeeze on him, wringing choked curses from his mouth. He keeps thrusting and you can’t hold back your scream as your whole body shakes.

You’re not sure if it’s another orgasm, or just one really long one.

But then your legs fall from his shoulders and he covers your body with his own. “Fuck, angel, I’m not gonna last,” he rasps against your neck, thrusts sloppy and uneven.

Your chest heaves, your nails digging into his hips as you find his mouth. “Let go, Hoseok,” you urge. “Come for me.”

And he does. Choking, gasping into your mouth, whispering your name like a prayer. He grinds into you, brushing over your swollen clit and your pussy clamps down even harder. Inside you, his cock pulses as he fills the condom.

“That was amazing,” you gasp. Your hands push Hoseok’s damp hair out of his face. “I love you.”

He grins tiredly. “Mm, I love you more.”

You lay there on your couch for a while and after your heart finally calms, you notice the movie is still playing. It’s almost over, an elderly Noah making his way to Allie’s room in the middle of the night. You and Hoseok watch with heavy-lidded eyes as the disjointed lovers wholly reunite, Allie remembering Noah just in time for the two to pass away peacefully in their sleep side by side.

You’ve always thought this scene particularly sad. It’s the hardest part for you to watch because it seems cruel in a way -- to recall your love just moments before dying.

But now, with Hoseok’s comforting weight on top of you, his fingers petting your shoulder, you think it’s oddly beautiful. To have such a strong connection to another person, to love so deeply that not even old age can defile it.

As the flock of birds fly away on the screen, the credits beginning to roll, Hoseok murmurs, “I love that scene.”

“Me too,” you say with a smile.

It’s sad, yes, but also beautiful. And amazing. And you hope that you can experience something like it at least once in your life.

The title screen begins to loop before Hoseok rolls off of you with a groan. Your skins separate with a sticky, peeling sound and you both wince. You’re covered in dried sweat, saliva, and chocolate.

It was sexy in the heat of the moment. But now it’s just messy.

Hoseok, as if reading your mind, helps you stand up. He carefully removes the used condom, ties it, and tosses it into your living room’s trash can. “I don’t know about you, but I could go for a shower,” he muses, glancing at you.

The suggestion is crystal clear in his eyes. And even though you should be spent, your body is already thrumming at the idea.

You grab his hand and tug him all the way to your master bathroom. “Let me take care of you,” you implore, voice husky at the thought of finally being able to taste him. “You deserve to be spoiled too, you know.”

Hoseok’s eyes light up. “I do love to be spoiled. Especially when you’re the one doing the spoiling.”

Your throat is sore the next day, but it’s well worth it.

#bts scenarios #bts smut #hoseok scenario #jung hoseok #j hope #i usually post a preview 24 hrs in advance bUT #i felt bad for not updating lmao #pls forgive

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I found this article online, but I didn’t see it shared anywhere here on Tumblr, so I thought I’d bring it to the attention of the Midnight, Texas fandom. Especially since this interview with Bernardo Saracino touches on a number of issues that I’ve discussed before regarding his character on MTX, and why there’s a difference between being a stereotype and painting characters of color as perfect to avoid being accused of being a stereotype. (I maintain that both are equally damaging to PoC, and Chuy is neither.)

Anyway, here’s MTX’s Bernardo Saracino sharing his insight on why this role was a rare find. You can click the link above to read it on the official website or read the text I copied over below. Maybe it’ll help feed some of the fandom’s headcanons. :-)

**BTW, if you see any bold italics below, the emphasis is mine.

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BERNARDO SARACINO: ‘MIDNIGHT’ CHARACTER BREAKS STEREOTYPES

CURT WAGNER - SEPTEMBER 5, 2017

Midnight, Texas revealed Chuy Strong’s supernatural secret, but the demon’s major superpower is breaking stereotypes, says actor Bernardo Saracino.

“I was in love with the … fact that Chuy’s just a guy. He happens to be Hispanic. He happens to be gay. He’s fully developed with feelings and emotions. He’s in a loving relationship. He’s married. He’s a whole person,” Saracino said. “That was my excitement when I read for the role.”

In the latest episode of the supernatural series based on the novels of Charlaine Harris, Chuy and his hubby of a thousand years, the angel Joe, told their fellow Midnighters that Chuy is half human and half demon.

During a phone conversation before the episode aired Sept. 4, I told Saracino I believed his character was a demon. He offered no hint that I had figured out Chuy’s secret.

“I’ve read a lot of interesting theories online,” he said before changing the subject. Later in our chat, he agreed that Chuy and Joe share a Romeo and Romeo love story. (Read: Pair of Romeos in ‘Midnight, Texas.’)

The duo had to come clean in the “Angel Heart” episode because another fallen angel flew into town to hunt down Joe (Jason Lewis). Bowie (Breeda Wool) and Joe used to slay heaven’s enemies together, before Joe met Chuy and “betrayed” Bowie, as she seemed to believe.

The episode revealed how Joe and Chuy met. Joe intervened when Chuy was getting beaten up by attackers. What wasn’t clear to me was when Joe learned Chuy was a demon.

“Joe didn’t know he was a demon until he saw the black [demon] blood,” Saracino said Tuesday during another phone chat. “As far as Joe knew, he stepped in to help a person getting beat up and robbed of his shoes.”

Joe fell for Chuy despite him being half demon, Saracino said, partly because of Chuy’s decision to live a life of pacifism. In the episode, Joe explains to their friends that when he asked Chuy why he didn’t turn demon to dispatch his attackers, Chuy said, “Maybe they needed the shoes more than I did.”

“That shows what kind of person Chuy is,” Saracino said Tuesday. “That line really solidified for me Chuy’s strong character and how he has resisted his demon side through positivity and pacifism.”

Chuy showed his stereotype-busting character again in the episode. After a failed attempt by the other Midnighters to banish Bowie to hell, Chuy was all that was left between Joe’s survival or death. Despite the danger his demonic transformation posed to him and his fellow Midnighters, Chuy went full demon and killed the bad angel.

“Every time the Midnighters fight a villain they are united by their love of each other,” Saracino said, adding that Chuy had to turn demon for his friends. “They all choose to live there and they stay and fight for the family that they’ve chosen.”

The fight will continue next week, when NBC airs new episodes at 9/8c Sept. 11 and 12 before wrapping up the first season on Sept. 18. Saracino said even though Chuy is having a hard time fighting the tearing of the veil—not unlike Lem and the Rev are—he will stick around Midnight to help in the coming battle against evil. But it won’t be easy.

“At this point in time, the shit’s really going to hit the fan,” he said. “We’re talking about this world ending.”

Saracino and I talked more about Chuy as man and beast, as well as how the character breaks a couple of Hollywood stereotypes, and what he thinks of Grandma Xylda.

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ON CHUY’S DECISION TO EMBRACE NON-VIOLENCE:

“Chuy has learned throughout his lifetime—which has been quite some time—that it’s never to our benefit to be extremely reactionary. He has chosen to be a pacifist. That’s the part of Chuy that I fell in love with when I read the scripts.”

ON THE AFFECT KILLING BOWIE WILL HAVE ON CHUY:

I think Chuy knows how dark he can get. That’s why he’s always trying to stay positive and seeking love. To know that you have that amount of darkness inside of you—it must be a struggle to keep it at bay. It’s an internal struggle because it’s not who he chose to be. So he wasn’t happy to [transform and kill Bowie], but he did it to save those he loved.”

ON THE MAKEUP FOR CHUY THE DEMON:

“The makeup took about three hours to apply, but prior to that I flew to Pasadena and they did a body mold and a face cast to have those to create Chuy’s body and face prosthetics. They had to paint and tailor it to my actual face for filming. It fits so perfectly and snuggly I’d forget it was on my face.”

ON HOW CAST AND CREW REACTED TO SARACINO IN MAKEUP:

“No one really knew until our table read that he was a demon. For all those episodes we were wondering. … I would forget that [the makeup] was on. Off set we were always talking and these cast members are so funny we’d always be laughing. On those days they’d be like, ‘I can’t talk to you’ or ‘This is too much.’”

ON HOW CHUY BREAKS ONE STEREOTYPE:

“As an actor of color, what I really loved about Chuy was that he was not written in a stereotypical way. There are very few roles and opportunities for Latin actors—male or female—in American cinema. Less than 3 percent of roles go to Latin actors despite us being the largest minority in the United States.

“So I was used to portraying stereotypes—gang members, drug dealers. I mean, they paid my bills so I have a love/hate relationship with those kinds of roles. But I don’t want the world to see Latin men as only drug lords. I read this and it was a complete breath of fresh air. It was phenomenal.”

“Latin characters on TV don’t have to be drug lords and gay men can be in loving relationships. … I do believe representation matters.”

ON HOW CHUY AND JOE BUST ANOTHER STEREOTYPE:

“They’re never introduced by saying, ‘This is Chuy and Joe; they’re two dudes and they [have sex]. They’re just two dudes in love. [Their sexuality] is addressed in the show in such a major way by not being addressed. It just is. The veil of Earth is tearing, and that’s not going to come between them.

“Someone might watch this show and realize gay people are not the stereotypes that Hollywood has told people they are, which is A. extremely promiscuous, or B. complete alcoholics, or C. not able to love.”

A FINAL THOUGHT ON THE SUBJECT OF BUSTING STEREOTYPES:

“If we go to a second season, there are going to millions of people around the world who are going to welcome this couple into their living rooms. And that matters to me. That will have a lasting effect on people who won’t have to be depressed because they’ve never seen anyone like themselves on TV. Young gay men and women will grow up watching this supernatural show with their families. A show that was not meant to be political, but gives them representation. I am humbled by that.”

ON WHAT THE VEIL BETWEEN HELL AND EARTH TEARING SYMBOLIZES TO SARACINO:

“All of us as humans are at such a fragile point because the veil—or the ground we stand on—is constantly in flux. We forget that everything … we hold valuable and near and dear is so fragile. We choose to avoid thinking about that, because we’d go crazy if we didn’t [ignore it].”

“To me that’s the most beautiful part of human existence, that we are able to find the beauty in what is fleeting by avoiding what is happening.”

ON WHAT HE HOPES VIEWERS GET FROM WATCHING MIDNIGHT, TEXAS:

“I hope people find a good hour of entertainment and escapism. It makes them happy. But I also hope they get the subliminal message we have in ‘Midnight’ about family and coming together. …

“I hope people take away the idea that family doesn’t necessarily have to be blood relatives. It also can be the people that you choose to surround yourself with and who have your back and who love you and vice versa. They accept you with all your quirks and you accept them—simply because love is the answer. What I would like people to take away is to choose love and to see the beauty in every other humans around you.”

ON WHAT HE BROUGHT TO THE ROLE OF CHUY:

“Chuy’s a little bit guarded and private. He’s not at the restaurant every night; he has a life he keeps to himself. I brought that level of being cognizant when you do and don’t allow people into your world. And outside of that the ability to find self love and peace within your own existence in a world that, because of the way one perceives it, isn’t welcoming. But finding a level where you can reconcile your peace and your self love and finding that place in your heart.

“As we started filming, I knew [Monica Owusu-Breen] had spent much more time with Chuy than I had. So I asked her to tell me more about how she saw him. She talked about how he has this level of self love against all odds, which I think is part of our human journey and part of my tapestry, too. I lost my mom and sister when I was a kid; my grandparents raised my brother and I.

“We’ll find out later that Chuy has had a lot of loss in his life. It was really existential moment for me when I learned this. I kept thinking, ‘How on Earth did these writers know that I could relate to Chuy at this level?’

“I remember living under a black cloud [after my family loss]. A lot of people don’t realize there is a level of shame, kind of, to being motherless when you’re a kid. You don’t want anyone to know. I would avoid talking about my mother or sister. I thought if I told people they died then they would treat me like a wounded puppy. … When you’re a kid you don’t want that kind of attention.

“There are a lot of levels of Chuy’s existence that he had to hide in order to go unnoticed. That resonated with me because I’ve done the same thing.”

AND FINALLY, ON MANFRED’S GHOSTLY GRANDMOTHER:

“I love her. Grandma Xylda [Joanne Camp] is like my spirit animal. I want a talking cat and a Grandma Xylda. I would be so happy. Wow, that says a lot about me.”

#bernardo saracino #chuy strong #midnight texas #joe strong #fandom #joe x chuy #the strongs

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4R’s: Encantadia Season 2 (March 7, 2017 episode review)

Episode 167

Recap:

Mother and daughters

The Haras (Queens) and Sang’gre Alena went back to Lireo, Imaw was glad that the monarchs are starting to realize the need of having new gem keepers. However, Pirena was still dismayed that the gems haven’t chosen Lira and Mira yet, Imaw told them once again, that only the gems and Cassiopeia can give the answers if the princesses are indeed worthy to be the gems’ guardians.

Lira and Mira were getting more and more worried, the girls realized their mistake, Imaw must be right, their arrogance must be the reason why the gems haven’t chosen them yet, and pulling that trick on Ariana is definitely not something to be praised. Lira and Mira decided to apologize to Ariana, the latter was glad at how the young sang’gres humbled themselves and asked for forgiveness, something which Ariana wholeheartedly gave to both Lira and Mira, and if it wasn’t enough, Ariana also gave the sang’gres warm hugs. What’s strange was that, Lira and Mira both remembered Amihan in Ariana, the girls concluded that it must be because Amihan’s air gem chose her to be it’s new keeper.

The Lonely King

Imaw was relieved that Lira and Mira finally apologized to Ariana and assured the latter that the sang’gres are kind and will eventually get along with them. Ariana expressed her desire to be friends with the sang’gres especially Lira, Ariana revealed that she is indeed very fond of her. In the middle of their conversation, Pao Pao came, now dressed like a true Encantadian and was introduced to Ariana, the latter was glad to meet her fellow guardian and was amazed at how mortals looked no different from encantados but wondered why Lira and Mira aren’t one of them (new gem keepers). Rama (King) Ybrahim came and answered Ariana’s question, unfortunately, the gems haven’t chosen his daughter yet. It was only then Ariana found out that Sang’gre Lira is the daughter of Rama Ybrahim with the late Hara Amihan. The Sapirian king bid farewell to Imaw and Pao Pao and headed back to Sapiro. Ariana realized the reason for the sadness in Ybrahim’s face when she first saw him, Imaw affirmed that Amihan is indeed Ybrahim’s greatest love and he’s still mourning for her until now, but it wasn’t just him, everyone is still grieving for their beloved queen.

The Second Attempt

Lira and Mira knew they had to do something to prove themselves worthy for the gems. And to do that, there was one mission they had to accomplish—defeat Avria. Mira was hesitant at first for they almost died and were figuratively grilled by Pirena when they first went there, but Lira believed that they had to do this again for it is the only way for them to become heroes and worthy in the eyes of Cassiopeia, the elders and even the gems, Lira also reminded her of Pirena allowing them to do something “heroic” so that the remaining gems will choose them. In the end, Lira and Mira took the risk and went to Etheria. The girls accidentally bumped into Aquil just outside the Etherian palace, the former Mashna urged them to go back to Lireo but the sang’gres were adamant, they were getting tired of being told what to do and wanted to prove that they too can be of help, Aquil understood what Mira and Lira were trying to tell him but still couldn’t allow them to do such thing for Aquil knew how important they are to their parents and Hara Danaya. Their conversation was interrupted when Lila Sari came with a group of barbaros who became hostages after Lila Sari and her troop attacked Ascano. This paved way for Lira and Mira to find out what their enemies has been up to and sneaked in the Etherian palace. Aquil grumbled at how stubborn the youngsters were just like Danaya.

There, the sang’gres witnessed how Avria used her power to make their captives follow her and turn them against the diwatas. Unfortunately, Avria sensed their presence and ordered the barbaros to capture them. Lira and Mira fought side by side, Aquil came and aided them in battle and were able to escape because of the sang’gres’ ability to go ivictus (disappear/teleport).

Pointless efforts

Wahid was the only one who was able to escape from the attack, he immediately went to Lireo and informed Danaya and the sang’gres who were having a meeting with the new gem keepers about how Lila Sari and her troop attacked their tribe, something which Hitano could not believe. Not long after, Lira and Mira came and told the elders about their discovery—how Avria is turning their allies to her side, she used an ancient spell to wipe off the captives’ memories and through a powerful incantation, she was able to control their minds thus turning them into “new Etherians,” Pirena commended the two for doing such a great job and even expressed how deserving they were to be new gem keepers. Danaya acknowledged their efforts as well. Imaw came and informed them that the symbols were restless, that only means that one of the gem keepers is in danger, Pirena and Danaya immediately went on their way to find this other guardian with Imaw. The fact that there is already a third keeper only disappointed Lira and Mira and were even harsh towards Ariana when the latter tried to talk to them once again.

The third guardian

Luna, her sister and Gilas went to Hathoria in search for answers as to who attacked their tribe. According to their nanangs (mothers), the Hathors are Encantadia’s biggest enemy, but that was before, back when the late Rama Hagorn was terrorizing Encantadia, but eversince Hara Pirena took over the throne, Hathoria became an ally to the diwatas once again. Luna’s sister asserted what the Hathors told them, they are not the ones who attacked the nymfas. The Hathorian guards told them to go to Lireo instead to find the answers they were looking for, according to their Hara, Encantadia has new enemies and they must have been whom Luna has been searching.

The trio almost made it to Lireo when they came across Andora and her troop, Andora has the ability to read minds and knew Luna was looking for Lila Sari—her mother’s murderer. Andora however will never betray her own ally, this promted Luna and Gilas to fight her and her troop. Andora is much powerful compared to the younger and less experienced Luna and Gilas, thankfully, Pirena and Danaya came with Imaw just in time and challenged Andora to fight them instead.

Rave/s:

💗💜 Yay! Lira and Mira in all fairness, I was happy at what you have achieved in this episode, you guys are learning from your past mistakes and are now thinking before doing anything…sorry for the term…stupid. But one thing you both need to learn is how to be mature and understand what being a gem keeper is all about.

❤🌿 Yiiieee! AzPiren is making me smile, I like that Marx redeemed himself from the last episode, I like the attitude, the rudeness, the angas, I was like yes dude gimme more of that, MORE. He kept up with Glaiza’s acting prowess and I gotta say he did a pretty good job tonight. Keep improving bruh! Oh, and all praises to stage momma Pirena, the way she annoyed Azulan was so childish yet funny.

💙💪 That, “Si Amihan ang pinakamamahal ni Ybrahim,” quote by Imaw, my ghaaad! I’m never getting over YbraMihan, so much feels rn, and it’s so freakin’ heartbreaking! I need to binge watch all of the YbraMihan and YbraLiraMihan scenes again. 😭

🌷 Hm…I can’t really say that Arra pulled off Amihan’s motherly instincts in Ariana since for me I think it was the Amihan flashbacks that brought that scene together, but I did feel some sort of warmth that cannot be explained in Ariana when she hugged Lira which is exactly more appropriate for that scene (the girl is still confused okay?), but for me, this scene would have been more heartfelt if Arra let her maternal instinct show to make that Ariana/Amihan-Lira-Mira connection more effective. And although Ariana must be around Lira and Mira’s age in this timeline, I still want to see that motherly feels whenever Ariana is with Lira. But all in all, not bad performance-wise.

⚒ Wahid’s clean cut though 😍 looking cute af

Rant/s: No rants so far.

Best performer/s for this episode: Mikee Quintos ⚡ Kate Valdez 💥

Rating: 8 out of 10💎s

Photo credits: From Twitter: @GMAEncantadia (Encantadia 2016-2017 official twitter acct) @gmanetwork (GMA network); official website: gmanetwork.com @GMADrama (GMA Drama)

From Facebook: Encantadia 2016

Video credits: GMA Network via YouTube & dailymotion

#tv series #encantadiakagustuhan #sanya lopez #ruru madrid #mikee quintos #phytos ramirez #pirena #ybrahim #mira #pao pao #4Rs

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I don’t at all want to falsely raise anyone’s hopes, but

the more I think about it, the more I’m convinced that there has to be a fourth episode. I know that’s a conspiracy nutter, off-the-deep-end thing to say, I know that. But once you’ve eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, no matter how improbable, must be the truth. It’s literally the only theory that fits all the data.

- “Sherlock’s in love, but with who?” fucking good question that they never answered

- “help us make television history” how exactly have they made history? maybe you could argue that they made Holmesian history by giving Sherlock a sister (though even that’s a stretch), but television history?

- “groundbreaking, insane wish fulfillment” WHEN?! WHAT GROUNDBREAKING THING HAPPENED?!

- “love conquers all” love for your random sociopathic mystery sister yeah okay whatevs

- EMP or extended dream (or possibly the drugging of our narrators, though that seems less and less likely the more I think about it) are the only theories that really explain all the gaping plotholes and impossibilities that TPTB are refusing to address

- what was the point of Sherlock hacking Twitter? why bring up that particular case?

- how did the same people who wrote the previous 3 seasons + TAB go from being two of the best TV writers we’ve ever known to being carelessly sloppy and abjectly lazy seemingly overnight?

- how could someone like Mark Gatiss, who’s gone on and on about the importance of queer representation–who’s contributed so much to London’s Switchboard, and has become a gay beacon of hope in the film industry–all of a sudden do a complete 180 and betray his own community by completely ignoring the Johnlock arc that’s been built into the show since the unaired pilot? Moftiss aren’t idiots; they know exactly that this is the story they’ve been writing. would they really queerbait us like this? is that in character of them?

- speaking of characters, why was every single one OOC so much during this series?

- if not for the Johnlock arc, why tell us to pay so much attention to the subtext?

- why the radio silence on social media following TFP?

- why would The Princess Bride parallels suddenly just…stop?

- Arwel never knew what the elephants meant? is that even possible at this point in the game?

- why did TPTB more or less advertise the episode leak? why not make people sign NDAs at the screening three days before the public release?

- why else would everyone involved, including the actors, keep insisting that this series is the best one yet? did they all succumb to temporary insanity at the same time? was there something in the water at Cardiff?

- where was the 26 page dialogue? what scene did Martin need to film alone while everyone else was at SDCC? what happened to the John and Mary restaurant scene?

- TFP made no sense. I’m sorry, but even if you liked it, you have to admit that it was all over the place and almost completely detached from the rest of the series. a secret sister with mind-control powers that Sherlock wiped from his memory who can make glass come and go at will and escaped prison but still needed Moriarty brought to her and who made an entire building with fake walls in the space of a couple hours just for Sherlock to spend two minutes in and who paints ceramic dog bowls in her free time and apparently slung John over her shoulder before climbing down a well and chaining him to the bottom with chains that can magically disappear with the power of brotherly love? Sherlock temporarily forgetting that glass reflects shit? paintings that cry blood? random clowns coming out of nowhere? Mycroft not realizing that to open doors in your house all you need to do are fucking unlock them? drones carrying patience bombs? surviving the explosion without injury and somehow appearing in a boat in the middle of the ocean out of nowhere? why did they even need to sneak into Sherrinford in the first place, when Mycroft was apparently calling the shots all along; he even stole the director’s office almost immediately after his “I’m not really a fisherman” reveal. and Mycroft, in a fisherman costume? do they deliver coffins to top-secret island prison asylums now? why throw away the three Garridebs, one of Moftiss’s favorite ACD stories, when they could have chosen any three names? “you were always the grownup Sherlock”? what’s with all the tranquilizers? why was Greg the one to respond at the end of the episode? asylum escapees aren’t his division. how did they even get to the Holmes house in the first place in that amount of time? and where exactly did Mycroft disappear to when John was being tossed into a well and Sherlock was running around a fake cemetery with a Victorian lantern to light his path like he was fucking Elizabeth Bennet traipsing around a field at dawn? and a fake cemetery? what? do you want me to keep going?

- “everyone gives up after three” why three? why that particular number? I’m genuinely asking here–was that a coincidence or did they deliberately pick it for a reason?

- I realize that this has happened before with different shows on accident, but why are some official websites suddenly advertising a fourth episode that will air on the 22nd?

- Moffat just said in an interview that electing Trump was possibly one of the worst decisions in human history. you know what would make television fucking history? advertising a secret gay episode during his inauguration coverage–something everyone will be watching–so that instead of allowing a right wing conservative to have the world’s attention, it’s instead redirected to a liberal, LGBTQ positive, groundbreaking show. what a giant “fuck you” that would be towards homophobes who are cheering Trump and Pence on. could you imagine how many new Sherlock fans that would garner? how much the BBC could gain from that? how much the queer community could gain from that?

- “oh yeah TPLOSH that was great, great job writing a confirmed homosexual Holmes who takes drugs to repress his love for Watson, Thank you Billy Thank you Wilder, yeah we steal lines from that movie all the time and included the name Gabrielle Ashdown in T6T and tucked a flower behind John’s ear, we’re going to fix what Wilder always regretted never doing.” two minutes later “what? Johnlock? don’t be ridiculous, that’s not the story we’re telling, we don't even like that movie.” lying liars who lie

- “we’re going to fix something that we think everyone else has gotten wrong” what exactly have they fixed? if there’s a possibility that this is the last season, this is sort of your last chance mate

- is “grumpy bisexual” even a stereotype outside of John? if it is I’ve never heard of it, and I’m bi, so…

- “well, John Watson, get the hell on with it” why that build up only to give John like four lines total during TFP

- literally, what was the entire point of TAB? Sherlock realized that he always needed John to defeat the villain, and yet he ignored Vatican Cameos without second thought? why is he regressing back to his series one attitude of “I work alone”?

- even if they planned on doing EMP and/or Johnlock in order to fix TFP’s mess, would they really risk waiting another three or four years? unless they air it this coming week, their ratings next series will plummet because of the bad taste they left in people’s mouths

- “I think I’m going to write a poem in response to a critic accusing me of making Sherlock too James-Bondy” followed by TFP, one of the most ridiculously James-Bondy things I’ve ever seen? they jumped from an exploding building for fucks sake

- why did they make Mary follow so closely to ACD’s Moran if to not confirm her as a villain?

- WHAT WAS IN JOHN’S LETTER!!!

- do they really expect us to believe that Rosie’s a real, living baby? who are these people who are volunteering to raise John’s child for him while he’s out being bros with the Holmes boys? John’s friends all hate him, why would they agree to do that?

- the final problem was Eurus? the final problem was Redbeard? the final problem was saving an imaginary child from an imaginary plane? what exactly was this “final problem” supposed to be?

- what exactly did Mark mean when he said there might be too many endings? what was with the cheeky wink?

- again, HOW WAS ANY OF THIS GROUNDBREAKING, INSANE WISH-FULFILLING, TELEVISION HISTORY?!

Again, I don’t want to falsely raise anyone’s hopes; to be perfectly honest, I’ve been desperately trying to talk myself out of believing in a secret fourth episode since TFP aired, because I don’t want to be crushed again like I was after seeing TFP. But at this point, I don’t know what else to think.

I can’t think of anything else that makes sense.

#sherlock #series 4 #spoilers #tjlc #fourth episode #secret episode #moftiss

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