#oh my GOD I totally get the bird thing tho

[fairyhaos]

seventeen and which mythical beings they are

requested by @mesanthropi ^^ physically held myself back from going on rants for shua's and hao's and jeonghan's pls (iykyk)

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seungcheol

vampire. formidable, mysterious vampire seungcheol from a powerful family name who lives in a huge, ominous castle and somehow manages to make sucking blood look sexy… shakes he's so fine oh my god. honestly vampire!cheol with glowing red eyes and an intimidating presence and the most smug fucking smirk in the world is such a vibe, and he also has the whole “i was born centuries and centuries ago” old hag thing down to an art

jeonghan

siren. specifically a mermaid-type siren that lives in the sea and has a pretty iridescent tail. water-dwelling being jeonghan just makes so much sense to me bc he has their fluidity and their peaceful and their mischief and also??? jeonghan with a shimmery mermaid tail and captivating siren voice???? i'd willingly drown myself for him actually, siren song be damned. he has the silvery voice of a siren and the ethereal looks to be one fr

joshua

wood nymph. bambi-eyed wood nymph joshua who communicates with the birds and tends to his forest and has flowers weaved in his hair and stars embedded around his eyes… the nymph!joshua obsession is Real guys and i am definitely a victim of it. curly haired joshua is just sooo wood nymph coded and i can see him as some soft-spoken, pretty being who lives in a birch tree and guides stray travellers when they get lost in his woods

junhui

witch junhui with his black cat familiar and his dented cauldron and his cottage in the middle of the forest!! witch junhui with his mini apothecary and his goofy-sounding spells and his eyebrow permanently half-singed bc his enchantments keep backfiring!! witch junhui with his soft spoken words and bright laugh and total kindness to everyone who happens upon his home!! witch junhui is so so dear to me and he really is just. a witchy little dude

hoshi

shapeshifter. does this idea feed into his furry agenda a bit too much? yeah, it kinda does, but oh my god just imagine tiger shapeshifter hoshi who's part human but can turn into a large, big-fanged and bold-striped tiger at a moment's notice. he really just genuinely gives shapeshifter vibes, and every year he schedules one week where he'll traipse off into the nearest mountains and blow off some steam in his tiger form for seven days

wonwoo

dragon. okay so this is kinda not a humanoid mythical being, but wonwoo is soooo big friendly dragon coded. i can imagine him as a large, red scaly dragon, snoozing atop his massive hoard of gold in a secluded cave in the forest, little wisps of smoke coming out of his nostrils as he snores contentedly. that doesn't mean he can't be scary if he wants to tho, and can burn down any puny humans who try to steal his hoard in the blink of an eye

woozi

demigod. part-god woozi is just such a vibe okay, and he rlly does give off a hercules-type feel, where he can do inhuman things and seems almost untouchable in his awesomeness, even though he's right there in front of you. and he has a hatred of the gods and a mild tolerance for humans but at the end of the day, he appreciates and loves both for all that they do. (also in a percy jackson demigod sense, he is totally an apollo's kid and no i don't make the rules) 

minghao

fae. y'all know how far my fairy minghao agenda runs by now and like ??? can you blame me ???? the idea of sassy smol hao with fairy wings and a squeaky voice is cute and all, but also i just think he fits the idea of the entire tall, mysterious fae folk really well too. with his pointy fae ears and his shrewd gaze and his ability to say half-truths and riddles and give sage advice about how to live your life all at once, he really is very much a fae-like person. 

mingyu

some sort of demon. he's so loud and bright and kind that, despite his huge presence and glowing eyes and the horns protruding out of his mess of fluffy hair, you don't even register that he's some dangerous, hellish creature before something happens and he just snaps, the air around him visibly darkening as he tears after the thing that caused him to lose control. he's so sweet and kind but so undeniably dangerous all at once. 

dokyeom

elf. i'm thinking lord of the rings elves, except i haven't actually watched lord of the rings but i have this idea of them being tall and rich and elegant beings, and it makes me think of dokyeom. he's just so pretty, and the elves rely on the natural elements to survive, right? dokyeom is just so sunbeams peeking through forest leaves, so little rabbits bounding through the undergrowth, so hand-whittled arrows and folk songs around a campfire and tall, tall, beautiful elves. 

seungkwan

will o’ the wisp or a sprite. he's endearing and mysterious, and once you gain his favour he's staying glued to ur shoulder for the entirety of your dangerous quest through the magical woods. he's very chatty and also very elusive, constantly flitting around in the air and disappearing in a wink of light before appearing on your nose once again. you can't tell if he's a help or a hindrance, but he's cute and bright and makes the journey a lot better

vernon

a smurf. smurfs count as mythical beings okay, and while ive never actually watched any smurf movie thing ever, i think vernon would make an absolutely brilliant smurf. they give off silly goofy weird adorable vibes, and that's basically vernon in a nutshell. also smol vernon with blue skin and lives in a mushroom looking house??? that's kinda cute and actually something that vernon might wanna do irl not gonna lie

chan

nine-tailed fox. he's so mysterious and sexy and kind of dangerous but like. his unbelievable handsomeness kinda outweighs the danger. honestly i don't really have an explanation for this other than that the Vibes r there for some reason and he'd look so cool with those glittery wisps of magic threading through the air around him as his eyes glow a mysterious colour before he launches into a kdrama-esque fight sequence against the latest monster

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[my-name-is-jefferooni]

Have you ever even heard of…

BECAUSE OH MY GOD SEARCH FOR THE LOST IS SUCH AN UNDERRATED GEM OF A FAN-MADE SONIC SHOW

Okay, allow me to give you some additional context before just bombarding you with all the many reasons why you need to watch this show.

Search for the Lost is a fan-made production created by Creative Planet Entertainment on YouTube. This shit has been around for 6 whole years, and it is such a good show! Made entirely out of g-mod screenshots/screen recordings and Sonic gameplay, Search for the Lost is a show about Silver the Hedgehog and his friends figuring out what Melhiles of all people is doing back in action, and why the fuck he’s working with Eggman of all people. Also, why is Infinite back… AND WHAT’S ALL THIS TALK ABOUT A PROPHECY!?

OH AND BLAZE IS HERE TOO!?!?

AND THERE’S THIS NEW GUY CALLED FORGE WHO IS LITERALLY THE BEST IN THE ENTIRE SHOW HANDS DOWN 100000P0/10 BEST BOI BEST ROBO BUDDY EVER HE’S SUCH AN IDIOT AND SUCH A HILARIOUS GUY HE’S LIKE THE ONLY ONE WHO MAKES GOOD JOKES HE IS LITERALLY THE BEST EVER I LOVE FORGE

Aight lemme just give a quick spoiler-free explanation about Forge because I know yall are looking at this like “Who tf is Forge?? Some kinda fan character or something??” Because… Yeah, he is a fan character, BUT A VERY GOOD ONE AND HIS DYNAMICS WITH EVERYONE WORK LIKE A CHARM I TELL YOU HE IS NOT JUST SOME RANDOM SONIC RECOLOR.

Cuz he’s a Metal Sonic recolor! 🤩 Haha, well to be fair, they literally call out Sonic recolors in the show with this fact. It’s in Forge’s story! Basically, Forge once worked with Silver in his bad timeline in Crisis City, but the ashes and the chemicals were too much for his small little itty bitty bird lungs. So, to keep himself from slowing everybody down, he managed to shove his consciousness into an old Metal Sonic model. A black-and-yellow one, kinda like the one from Archie except a lot less like Sonic personality-wise and a lot more like Sonic visually. With all these new robotic upgrades, Forge became a force to be reckoned with, and became one of Silver’s bestest friends after the whole Iblis thing. Oh, and he ships Silvaze like it’s nobody’s business, so that obviously gets an A+ from me lmao

I may have gotten carried away with that explanation and maybe there’s some spoilers in there but it’s late and I’m sleepy so you’ll only know if you watch the show~! ✨🙂

Seriously tho. This show is very underrated. I’ve been keeping tabs on it for years now, ever since episode 5 came out! Trust me, that’s a long time. They have their plates full when it comes to personal things and it’s a big project so episodes come out after a long time in production.

There are only 7 episodes so far, but each episode is jam-packed full of lore and giving us more questions on top of every answer! It brings back characters we haven’t seen for a long while, and it always provides a reasonable explanation as to why some of them have been gone and why some just like. Cut contact or something. There’s characters from previous games, from Sonic X, from Archie, from IDW, BRO WE GOT GAMMA IN HERE BAYBEEEEE IF THAT AINT FREE REAL ESTATE IDK WHAT IS.

AND DON’T FORGET HEAVY AND BOMB FROM KNUCKLES CHAOTIX. PLEASE. PLEASE DON’T FORGET ABOUT THEM THEY’RE HERE TOO AND THEY’RE LOVELY

So. Please. Please just watch this show. Please look at all the additional content with Forge on their channel too, it’s fucking hilarious! Just… I wanna talk to someone about this show who isn’t just my lil bro. Like I love getting to bombard him with bullshit about characters he’s never even heard about until watching this show but I gotta know I’m not the only one. Please. These people are working so hard on Search for the Lost and I’d really appreciate if you even saw just one or two episodes. The story is very intriguing, the characters are all so well-written, TEAM DARK IS THERE, FORGE GETS A WEAPON OF MASS DESTRUCTION, so I say it’s all totally worth it!

[noahtally-famous]

finished s1 of the reboot a few days ago, so as promised here are my general thoughts (aka rambles) abt it!! (note, these are just my ops)

rate: 8/10!!! i gen love how the atmosphere was similar to that of tdi, which has been a rarity to come across for the other gens. the characters here actually interacted with each other outside of their teams and even just outside of their stereotypical characterizations! it felt like they were teens and not cardboard cutouts placed in a competition. it felt authentic

HOWEVER, i did dock points off bc while the reboot felt reminiscent to tdi, it leaned heavily more as a...competition-based dynamic?? like with tdi, the campers were just teens too, like they talked abt things that didn't just reolve around td. they were friends, they joked around, they teased each other, they snuck around and broke rules for the heck of it. it felt like they were actually staying there for the summer, nothing felt too rushed. tdi balanced competition with life outside of it for the characters. the reboot tried to do that, i feel like, but it sort of fell short. the environment was perfect, it was just the attitudes of the characters that didn't fit. everything seemed to be moving too quickly (tho that could be bc of the 13 eps count); no 'non-elimination' eps, no surprise attack eps, etc, and the characters interacted in an outside environment mostly for alliances and betrayals, not just bc they want to talk--and the few times they did, it was cut short for the competition

RAJBOW!!! they were sooo adorable and healthy!!! bowie catapulting himself to save raj!! the kiss!! but what i most loved was bowie straight-up telling raj that he doesn't want to date him during the show bc he's worried he'll hurt raj, and that after the show they can--AND that raj took it in stride, didn't get offended or took it personally! that kind of stuff is hard to come abt with td couples! im so glad that the first td gay couple was also one of the few healthy td couples! and them gushing abt the other in the confessionals??? adorable!

WAYNE AND RAJ!!! their friendship was so amazing!! wayne being all supportive of raj being gay, him being so happy when he saw raj and bowie kiss, and that confessional when he wondered if raj thought he wouldn't be and was horrified?? oh my god 😭 also him hinting to raj that he'd be supportive of him throughout that entire episode and they're literally falling down a cliff when raj's like "i gotta tell you smth" and wayne's immediately like "im listening" as they're falling to potential death, like hello??? they're so wholesome hfjdfhjfdkh and how they have each other's backs? when raj was getting attacked by that bird-thingie and wayne's like Ticked Off (and then they get their asses kicked) hdhfjjd they deserve sm they're literally a power duo

look. i adore priya winning the million as much as the next person, BUT i also think it'd be great for her character arc to not, you feel?? like maybe that'll help her realize or she'll realize along the way what her parents had been doing to her and how Concerning that was, and realize that just being on total drama is more than enough and not take it personally that she didn't win. i love priya tho she's fucking iconic like she was soooo good, and she did deserve that win regardless

props and kudos to that one chazee fic that got me shipping chazee without hesitation after reading it. and to ep5 for reinforcing my love for the ship, that was the good shit

bowie and julia's rivalry >>>

mk and julia >>>

damien!!! my guy!!! i love him!!!! he absolutely rocked ep5, also he was so real the entire time he was on there with how concerned he was abt everything 😭

episode 5 how i despise you sm...(i already wrote a separate post abt it so i wont rehash it again here. imma just say the only good things in it were rajbow, chazee moments, and damien). like however bad i thought it would be, it was so much worse

millie....well, she had me in the first half ngl, i was pretty iffy abt her. i thought her and priya's friendship was pretty cute tho, and how, in the second half of the season, she got excited to have a friend was v adorable, i partially changed my mind abt her post-merge. i like her, but i don't love her, y'feel? although i will say her redemption arc was solid, i loved how she and priya mended their friendship

zee, what a guy (he/they pronouns for them imo 💪). him going "we're an awesome team and we're voting YOU off chris!!" like it was the bestest idea ever. i wish, dude, i wish 😭 (and the fact that nobody was even planning on voting zee off until they put the red arrow over them, and bowie was like "can i revote?" had me losing it. the whole episode i was facepalming at zee, im sorry dude but seriously? just stick to not getting ideas, it'll be good for you 😭)

chase is like shippers when their fav ship isn’t canon so they pick apart every scene with the characters and romantically code it except he does it to (and abt) emma

okay don't get me wrong, julia was a great character and villain. i do understand where the writers came from making her win all those challenges to hype her up as this undefeatable force (which bowie does mention at one point) and how she had to win immunity to make it as far as she did--i get it, okay? but also...i thought it was kiiiind of op??? idk esp during the honey challenge, i thought it would have been classic td fashion to have chase win immunity when he got shot up by that geyser, like man didn't even try but he won immunity that would've been funny. or emma when she took the shortcut?? that'd make so much sense y'know? idk it felt like other characters were downplayed to boost julia up? like the winner of that challenge should have gone to emma or chase imo and not bowie or julia, like i gen was expecting while they were fighting for someone else to ring the bell ngl

i so get why ppl love the primary colors trio now (in a both platonic and romantic sense) they're such a mess

same with prillie, they're so!!!

chemma...oh god chemma. i hate their kissy-kissy honeymoon phase after emma forgave chase, it felt too similar to how gidgette was always all over each other (thank goodness for chemma it was mostly off-screen). anyway the only version of chemma i found entertaining was their chaotic dynamic in the beginning??? i get where fresh was coming from here too abt the realism of on/off relationships and how toxic they can be, but personally i like both characters when they're separate and she wants him dead while he's painfully oblivious. (i feel like im in the majority with this lmao)

emma ily but don't go back to chase goddammit! i know she thought it was bc he threw the challenge for her, and that in s2 they break up (again), but damn when he kept listing all the times he was 'selfless' i was like good god stop like there's no way it could get worse and then it did 😭 you deserve better emma

chase...i have many thoughts abt him, which i will write in a separate post. i remember already posting an analysis abt him like a year ago which i believe still stands imo with the addition of a couple more things. long story short i felt like personally some of his character was underutilized by the show to place him as a 'comic relief character whose pain is used for humor' which is a trend td is notorious for esp for male characters who are either dumbed down and/or infatuated (dave, chase, kind of tyler, cody, prob more i cannot remember rn). i feel like although he made it as far as he did--which, given what he does, im not surprised by--certain attributes abt him that were only mentioned (like the obvious: that he's an influencer who does crazy dares similar to the kind of stuff td does) could have been used to further enhance his character in the competition so ppl actually notice (I'll go into more detail abt it in the separate post). HOWEVER, i do like both chase and emma as characters (not as a ship), which may surprise some ppl considering chase seems to be widely despised in the fandom, but then again look at my track record (aka dave being one of my favs). they're both not fav tier (yet), but i like them. chase is a guy with a terrible personality, yes, but imo that just makes him interesting bc why is he this way, im ready to dissect him like a frog 😭

seeing shawn's cardboard cutout in axel's introduction only solidified my theory of him being a mentor-type figure to her for her apocalypse training. bc, as I've def said before in a prev post, having a cardboard cutout of himself for her to fight is exactly the kind of thing he'd do to toughen her up (smth smth survival is first priority over emotions and connections)

i think this may be the one season in which i actually like the entire cast while first-time-watching! the villains were fun to watch! chase was fun to watch! and yes, even ripper wasn't so bad--a year ago, i didn't rlly like him bc i'd only watched the first four eps but this time he grew on me lmao he's still a shitbag in s1 but he's kinda amusing i guess???

(also: that one nichelle and axel moment in the finale still scratches an itch in my brain, you can pry nichaxel from my cold, dead hands, i still love them 😭)

[emisirrelevant]

Willow 2022 1x07 Reactions

I love this show.

-Lol Airk being like "I drank the water- it was...good"

-ALSO IT WAS HIM!! I thought that picture of Kit in the water was Jade and Kit but it was Airk trying to rescue Kit!! That actually made it more symbolic to me to have one sibling try to rescue the other.

-YESSSS ELORA BREAKING THE SURFACE OF THE LAKE I KNEW IT!!!

-ALSO HER HAIR. YALL IT IS RED. IT TURNED FULL ON RED!!!

-ALSO! That small moment when Kit fell but then looked at Elora and Elora looked back. WHAT DID THAT MEAN? (besides my delusional kit x elora self interpreting that as the GAYZE lol)

-LOL the old man "or we're all phantoms in the dream of some vindictive god suffering from a spot of indigestion" ICON "You have coin?" ME ACTUALLY- my broke ass

-the heck is a mudmander?

-okay well the old man definitely isn't a master chef

-Boorman eating the soup anyway in typical Boorman fashion

-Elora's inner cook is probably seething quietly rn LOL

-"Well all these quests and battles all sort of got blended together after a while you know" LOL old man is relatable tho- me when I play Wizard101

-Jade asking "well what do you remember?" me: don't say it- DO YOU REMEMBER- THE 21st NIGHT

-oh shit the watering hole thing is closed now- there is no more water?

-"hey new girl- where you at" OMFG BWAHAHAHAA I CAN'T

-wait what now the water is back?

-the girl "there was a secret sect" me thinking I'm good at the lore despite never having watched the original movie "the blood of the six?" her: "the Order of the Wyrm" "oh" HAHAA

-OOP the girl saying "you weren't thinking about making out right now were you" and Airk going "no of course not totally wasn't thinking that" AND THEN IT SWITCHES TO ELORA

-OHHHH GOD IF AIRK AND THE OTHER GIRL KISS AND IT STARTS DRAMA-

-OMG KIT WATCHING ELORA SLEEP (ahhh okay my kit x elora self is trying not to say anything again-)

-OH GRAYDON JUST KNOCKING THE OLD MAN OUT LOL RIP

-OH NOOO I FORGOT ABOUT THE GALES

-me during the sleigh chase scene- USE YOUR MAGIC ELORA!! MAGIC IT!!! YOU CAN MAKE IT GO FASTER!!! RIGHT??!?!

-OH NOOOOO

-KIT TAKING ANOTHER L?????? NOT A SHURIKEN TO THE ARM??

-NOOO NOT JADE GETTING PUNCHED??

-YESSS GRAYDON BEING USEFUL AND GETTING THE BIRD!!

-YESS JADE COMING BACK AND SAVING ELORA FROM THE DOOM!!

-OMG AAHAHAAAAA I THOUGHT JADE AND KIT WERE GONNA KISS DAMN IT BUT THE PUNCH IN THE FACE AND THEN YANKING THE WEAPON OUT HAHAHA I LOVE THEM BUT OKAY I NEED TO SEE A KISS SOON

-ohh the mudmander is kinda cute

-Graydon lol "I shall name you Kenneth"

-HHHH AHHHH SO GRAYDON IS MAGICAL TOO POSSIBLY???

-LOL Willow training Elora. I love a good fucking mentor training scene

-LMAO I think Willow is having a little too much fun just blasting his staff

-YEAAHHH KIT AND JADE SPARRING AGAIN!!! WEAPON WIELDING WLWS!!!

-YEAAAAAAAAH

-THEY KISSED!!!!

-LETS FUCKING GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

-LET'S GO WLWS!!!!!!!

-OOOH okay. So I sense something is up with Elora again.. We seem to be seeing a slightly more darker side to her.

-Hopefully they don't do that whole plot twist where they turn it all around and Elora turns out to give into the darkness and becomes the villain?

-"because that's what you do when you have honor, right?" oop Zuko from ATLA wants to know your location lol

-AHHHHH NAURRRRR AAAAAAHHH SHE KISSED AIRK AHHH NAURRRR

-Well at least Elora still has Graydon??

-oh well he wants to be alone with Kenneth- so I guess not? lol

-OOH Kit and Willow talking together. I like it!! Rare dynamic!! Give me more of their two characters interacting!!

-OHHHH MY GOD KIT AND ELORA SCENE OMG OMG

-THE BACKGROUND THOUGH??? THE STARS???? THE MUSIC??? HELLOOOOO

-"I was jealous of you"

OOOOHHHHH MY GODDDDDD

FUCK.

IT'S LIKE HIZZIE FROM LEGACIES FOR ME ALL OVER AGAIN.

-oh no Willow- I don't think that's really Mims

-LOL Jade being frustrated with the men for the 80th time

-awwwwwww Graydon finally saying he loves Elora AAAHHH

-SEE OKAY ELORA YOU STILL HAVE GRAYDON

-Although technically I was right and the girl seems to be the Crone so okay I'm not as mad about that kiss than I was before but it still was like ooh- okay ehhh- umm

-"I don't want to keep pretending" "Neither do I"

"I don't want to be Elora Danan"

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!

-WAIT. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!

-KIT GIVING ELORA HOPE. KIT GIVING MOTIVATIONAL SPEECH????

-I CAN'T ANYMORE!!!!! I AM UNWELL!

"Well, tough. You're afraid. So am I. My fear doesn't get to define me. I'm not giving it the power. I'm giving it to you. I have never believed in anything my whole life. I believe in you."

SHUT UP.

I AM SCREAMING!!!!!

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

THEY FELL.

OFF THE CLIFF.

TOGETHER.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

"My lady"

SHUT. UP!!!!!!!!

THEY FOUND THE CITY THOUGH!!! YESSSSS. THEY DID IT!!! WOMEN!!!!!!

OHHHHH SHIITTTTTTT.

AND HERE WE GO.

THIS IS HOW I KNOW AIRK IS EVIL NOW. MANS GOT A NEW OUTFIT AND A HAIRCUT. HERE WE GO.

ONLY ONE EPISODE LEFT.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.

[crimswnred]

Okay Tim cause I absolutely only see my s1 MC cabin as a slowburn friends to lovers with Tim. Since your the Tim Guru in litg fandom right!

So if MC and Tim did not get together at the reunion right. (personally I just feel Tim and Jen would already be broken up with they get together.)

1. How long does Jen & Tim last would you think?

2. How long after do Tim & MC get together?

3. What were the reasons Tim and Jen broke up were their arguments and did Jen suspect he had feelings for MC? If so how long did she suspect?

Personally I think social media would have a bunch of people divided being all on Jen’s side of things but also majority have been shipping Tim & MC since they were on the show.

oh my god, you guys, I did it! I'm officially the Tim guru 🙏

jokes aside, let me answer what you came here to:

1. let's see. If Tim and MC didn't get together at the Christmas party, I think Jen and Tim would last not much long after it, to be honest.

they were planning to move in together and we all know how stressful that step can be. it can really make or break a couple, and they are just SO different from each other.

saying they started dating in August 2018 and the reunion happened in December... I think they would last between 6 and 9 months. can't see them celebrating an anniversary, to be honest.

2. if MC and Tim are still friends, not much longer after the breakup, to be honest. they are dubasses though, so I can see them taking their time to realise their feelings. they'll get there sooner than later tho 🙏 especially because S1 MC is a go-getter

3. they argue, and a lot! during the game, you can see Jen tries to change Tim's way and at the reunion, Tim tells MC Jen doesn't get him at all. she's a "posh bird" and their personalities just clash a lot. in the Villa, I think it's easy to ignore that but in real life...... her parents, friends and social circles wouldn't accept Tim at all and I can see her being ashamed of him at times. he is easy-going but also, there's just so much he can take.

AND MC WOULD TOTALLY BE A REASON TOO! Jen knows they have something unresolved, especially if she rewatches the show. Tim talking about MC at the beach hunt confessionals?? and them jokingly flirting? how intimate they are? oh, she won't like it.

and the public saw it, too! I can see people rooting for MC and Tim and being all, "everyone could see this coming" when they start dating. but 100% there will be people on Jen's side. because, again, everyone could see Tim and MC liked each other. it just looks like she was played you know?

honestly, the internet reaction would be so fun. people would be talking about it for dayssssss. low-key would love to explore that somehow (maybe a social media au?)

[superbattrash]

So uh. The forth episode um. Honestly it gave me emotional whiplash

Sandy ep4

Okay now you’re just trying to make everything sound creepy to freak out Matty. Leave the poor birb alone, sandy

Oh jeez, how long has it been since this guy’s been out of jail?? I feel sorry for him because he’s so pathetic and polite but I just know he’s gonna fuck shit up

Protocols, right, cool, but did you just call yourself a king?? Kings, gods, endless… many names for you little sandy

Well that’s just creepy, what’s Voldemort doing down here?

A gong. Your door… your cave… your doorbell is a gong.

I wasn’t warned about this episode. Maybe I shouldn’t eat. Oh my pizza’s done!! Yum

His. His name is sq..dear god his parents must’ve hated him. He’s sort of insolent but he’s got a point - it’s not like you have any proof that you’re you, sandy

Please don’t let anything happen to the dog. Please don’t let anything happen to the dog. Don’t let anything happen to the damn dog. Or the woman okay, I like her, she’s really nice. Rosemary, yes, that’s her name, I like rosemary, leave her alone please

Oh no now he’s very much too honest. John, you’re freaking Rosemary out, please stop talking

Aw Matty, I would’ve thought the same thing, don’t worry. Omg, sandy played with an angel, didn’t he, that’s so nice. Great, it’s a trap 🙄 oh it’s not. No it is. Maybe. THIS IS CONFUSING

Now who’s this?? Oh man there is…. A lot to unpack here. Is this why you’re so pouty, sandy? You got your heart broken, you were betrayed?

Oh no, I don’t think I can watch this, I don’t want Susie or Rosemary to get hurt 🥲 Don’t do anything stupid, Rosemary, we do not want him to hurt you, okay, and he probably will, won’t he? Oh my gOD WHAT IS THIS FUCKING EPISODE John is freaking me out with his soft voice :/

Oh Matty talking in 3rd person to get the Tea 🍵😂 sandy actually answers?? Nice. I wasn’t all that far off, although “defied” is a little creepy, Morph.

Matthew’s little wobbly walk, I’m in love with this bird

Ok show me the devil, I’m ready

[caws] yeah me too Matty, me too

I see wings. I see creepy cave but I’m a Batman fan. I get it. Oh. OH!!!! OHH!!!!!! IT’S WIFEY. WIFEY IS THE DEVIL. OH HELL TO THE YEAH

oh they have a maze too? Nice, she’s creepy in a cool way

Look at how Sandy is smiling, he’s so weak for Lucifer, as am I honestly. They’re so tall 😵‍💫🥰

Oh they’re totally taunting him!!!! How very devil of you, Luci. Please tell me you’ll have tea or something later, you seem like you’d make great entertainment

Oh shit, that demon is right tho. He didn’t actually steal it, he just has it now

THAT IS NOT A GOOD DEAL, SANDY, DON’T ACCEPT THE TERMS

He’s choosing Lucifer, isn’t he? Of course he did, great, this is just… great

“Apologies”, my pale ass

God, Christie is just. So tall

DON’T LEAVE THE DOG WITH THE CRAZY MURDERER ROSEMARY WE CANT TRUST HIM but ugh he’s so!!? Stupidly weirdly nice but like. Not. Ya know what I mean??

OH GOD NO THIS WILL GO ALL WRONG, THE POLICE WILL DIE IF THEY TRY TO STOP HIM AAAAAA DON’T LET HER LEAVE WITH HIM WAIT NO DON’T SHOOT HIM!!!!!!!!

I really wanna trust his word here but there’s a dog in the car, man, don’t- oh okay back to Hell, for the love of god, this is. A lot

Matty wants to stay!!! Oh he’s so loyal and he barely even knows sandy 🥺✨ wait are they gonna fight fight? Or do some weird magic dance fight?

What. What is happening? What the fuh

Oh okay well that’s both creepy and weird but I guess it suits the vibes. Reminds me of madam Mim fighting Merlin tho just yaknow fyi

Great, he’s on fire

Be a dream or whatever, come on, think of something, you’re dying over here

YEAH LISTEN TO MATTHEW HE’S SAYING WHAT I’M SAYING, LISTEN TO MATTY

“I am Dream”, come on, you can do it

Oh. Hope. That works too I guess

Lucifer gave you an order you crazy demon, how stupid are you??

You better say thank you, that’s good, you should be polite, even in Hell. Hm, this is like the battle of the two most polite weirdos

Oh you almost made them cry, sandy, what the fuck

They’re. They’re not friends? I thought they’d be like. Teasing, taunting friends. That is so not it, okay, my bad, I didn’t read that right

That is such a motorcycle jacket

Matthew asking the real questions, because yeah, he looks like a weird kind of ant in that thing

Are you there before John??? Oh okay, I didn’t think you’d get there first

Oh FUCK OUCH never mind then

You can GO, Rosemary, drive AWAY, COME ON

How do you even alter a ruby, least of all Dream’s ruby?? I’m not trying to be mean but that sounds a little weird

Even John doesn’t get why you haven’t driven off yet WHAT ARE YOU STILL DOING HERE???? He’s. He’s?? Giving her the??? The thing??? This is. This is so confusing but yay Rosemary and Susie both survive

[the-lost-eighth]

“ᴡᴏᴀʜ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴘʟᴀʏ ᴛᴏᴏ?”

Minoru Mineta x Black!Reader

SONG:

Synopsis: The reader and Mineta are best friends with 3 things in common. They're both in love with each other, they both play guitar, and neither of them know that abt the other.

Pronouns: Fem

Word Count: 2.2K

Warnings: None, just fluff

A/N: Making this bc I can't find ANY on tumblr and I'm OBSESSED with Minoru

My fanfics are not bald friendly

3RD PERSON POV:

It was a bright and sunny saturday morning, birds happily chirping outside of your window.

You were lying in your bed reading a book to unwind, you so desperately needing a break from the shit Class 1-A ends up getting into damn near daily. You loved UA, don't get me wrong, but you didn't expect to be saving the world at 16. You thought you'd at least get a 10 year head start! The book you were reading was extremely interesting, which was surprising given the fact that you had stole borrowed it from Bakugou. It was a story about AI taking over the world, and a group of kids banding together to put a stop to the terror. Just as the story was really getting good, you feel your phone start to vibrate, pausing your music in the process. With a groan, you glance at your phone, the contact picture making your face heat up. It's your best friend, Mineta, which was weird because he usually spent his saturdays sleeping in or hanging out with Kaminari. You smile to yourself as you answer the phone, "Helloo?" You say, dragging out the last syllable. "Oh! Hey- Hey [name]! Shit, sorry, didn't actually expect you to pick up heh, figured you'd be busy" he stammered out, tripping over his words. You laugh at his reaction, the heat in your face picking up. God, he's just the cutest you think to yourself as you clear your throat, "Well I WAS kinda busy, but I'll always pick up if it's you Noru. You're up earlier than usual tho, what's up? Denki broke up with you?" You giggled as you teased him. Mineta's laughter echoed through you headphones, making you heart skip a beat. "I'm offended by that, I'm WAY out of Denki's league," he joked back, still laughing. His voice suddenly softened as he cleared his throat, "No no uhm.. I was actually calling to ask if you'd wanna hang out? Just us? Been a bit since we've had some time to ourselves, y'know? BUT NOT LIKE A DATE OR ANYTHING Y'KNOW JUST CUZ YOU'RE LIKE MY BEST FRIEND HAHA JUST TWO FRIENDS... hanging out..." his voice went up an octave at the end as he began rambling about how he "wasn't being weird" and just "really missed being around you." You smile softly at this, letting a small chuckle escape your lips. "I'd love to hang out man, no worries. Though is it cool if we just stay in? Don't really feel like walking today, yesterday absolutely KILLED my legs." You gently reply, recalling yesterday's intense training session. "Yeah!! Yeah yeah uhm totally yeah that's awesome bro haha we can definitely stay in," he stuttered out, clearly surprised that you agreed and also very flustered. He sucked his teeth before letting out a deep breath, his voice shaky as he asked, "Wanna come to my dorm? Since we always hang out in yours..." You stopped for a minute and started to think. You can't recall ever seeing his dorm actually, as he was right about yours being the hangout hotspot. "Sure! Better have all your porn mags away before I get there tho ya freakazoid." You heard a very quiet 'yes!' Come from his end before he cleared his throat again, nervously laughing as he spoke, "Alright then! Just uhm... come over whenever you're ready! And unlike YOU i actually keep my dorm clean." You scoff at his remark, "My dorm is spotless, thank you very much. Cya soon Noru." "Yeah right, cya [nickname]."

You stood up from your bed, tossing your bonnet on it as you searched through your 'very efficient clothes pile', which was your excuse to never put clothes up. After throwing on a band tee and some joggers, you made your way to your vanity to get ready.

HIS POV:

Ho. Ly. SHIT. SHE ACTUALLY SAID YES. SHE'S GONNA COME OVER TO MY DORM. I quickly look around, making sure my room is infact spotless like I had told her over the phone. I smiled at the fact that the only messy part was my desk, which was just covered in my homework, and my dresser. "Phew, good thing I don't gotta clean up! Tho i probably should atleast make myself look decent..." I made my way over to my mirror as I took a moment to look at myself. My hair was a mess, my face had dried up drool on it, i was still in my pajamas, and I hadn't brushed my teeth yet. I looked like i had just rolled out of bed, which i had but still! She didn't need to see me like this, that's so embarrassing for me. All i could think about as i got ready was how excited i was to see her, but I quickly felt a wave of anxiety rush over me.

Fuck fuck fuck what if she thinks my room is silly, what if it's not up to her standards, what if i accidentally make her uncomfortable fuckkkk what if I-

3RD PERSON POV:

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

"Am I allowed... to look at her like that?" He began, his voice soft and sweet, "Could it be wrong, when she's just so nice to look at?" Ah, so he was writing a love song, you didn't expect that from Mineta to be honest

The sound of you knocking broke Mineta from his spiraling, his face heating up as it hit him just who exactly was at the door. "C-COMING!! BE RIGHT THERE!" He shouted, sounds of shuffling heard through the door. You shifted from one foot to the other, nervousness slowly infecting your body. You looked down at your outfit, feeling a tad underdressed. You don't know why, you were just gonna hang out in his room, but you felt like you should've put a little more effort into your look. You were brought back to reality by the sound of Mineta opening his door. He looked up at you, meeting your gaze and smiling widely, "H-hey [name]! Sorry for not opening the door sooner, you caught me at a bad time hehe," he said, his voice small and awkward. You took notice of his forehead, it was slightly covered in water, letting you know he had just finished showering. The imagery of him showering made it's way into your head, causing you to blush and avoid eye contact with the boy, "Nah nah no worries man, you all good. Uh, can I come in or am i just gonna stand here...?" He blushed at that and laughed, "Yeah, of course! Sorry, here," he opened the door wider and moved to the side, allowing you to enter. As you made your way into his room, you felt your jaw drop in awe. His room was... normal? It was spotless just like he said it'd be, and he had a desk littered in homework and figurines, a nice bed with a fluffy green blankey, posters on his wall, and... oh my god is that "A guitar? You play guitar?" You asked him, your eyes lit up. He blushed harder at your expression as he scratched the back of his neck, "Yeah, I'm working on a song right now actually! Denki wanted to get one for Jirou, and I tagged along, and ended up with her." He said as he carefully picked up the guitar. It was a beautiful [favorite color] acoustic guitar, complete with a lavender strap on the back. "You wanna hold her? She's tough, so I know you won't damage her." You laughed as you happily accepted his offer and took the guitar into your hands, gently lifting the strap over your head, "So... her? It's a girl?" He blushed and started fidgeting with his hands, "Uh, yeah, just feels right to let it be a girl, y'know?" even though he knew the real reason he thought of it as a girl was because it was your favorite color and reminded him of you. He watched as you fiddled with the strings for a bit before playing a little tune. He didn't recognize it, but he also made no effort to as he looked at you in astonishment. "Woah... you play too?" He asked, staring at you absolutely starstruck. "Yeah, you're not the only one with a secret rockstar career man! I've been playing since I was young actually, it was my mom and i's favorite bonding activity... can I hear the song you're working on?" You asked, your voice quiet. You saw a look of panic rush over his features before leaving just as quickly as it appeared. "Uhm... fine. But you can't laugh, okay?" You giggled and held out your pinky, "Promise i won't laugh." He interlocked your pinkies and smiled, taking the guitar back from you and making his way to his bed. As he put the guitar into his lap and messed with the tuning a bit, he looked up and patted the spot next to him. "Sit." Was all he said, and you happily accepted, climbing into his bed. He cleared his throat and sighed, his fingers beginning to pluck at the strings.

You felt a pang in your chest, anxiety telling you that you wasted your time and that you'd never be able to have him now. You brushed it off as he continued, "And she smells like lemongrass and sleep, she tastes like apple juice and peach. Oh, you would find her in a Polaroid picture. And she... means everything to me, oh.." his voice sang out, and you felt tears sting the corners of your eyes. You couldn't tell if it was because of you enjoying the song, or the jealousy brewing inside of you. "I'd never tell...No, I'd never say a word" he scrunched his eyes up as he began the next part, almost as if to prevent tears, "And oh, it aches...but it feels oddly good to hurt." You smiled, taking in the raw emotion he was displaying. "And she smells like lemongrass and sleep..she tastes like apple juice and peach. Oh, you would find her in a polaroid picture...and she means everything to me, oh.." He suddenly looked up at you, his eyes meeting yours as you noticed tears threatening to fall, "And I'll be okay admiring from afar, cause even when she's next to me, we could not be more far apart..." You swore your heart stopped as you two stared into each other's eyes, sharing the same teary eyed look with one another, "And she tastes like birthday cake, and storytime, and fall...But to her...I taste of nothing at all" as he finished off the verse he broke his stare, looking at his legs as tears silently fell. With a shaky voice he continued on, "And she smells like lemongrass and sleep. She tastes like apple juice and peach. Oh, you would find her in a polaroid picture..." as he repeated the chorus one last time, you remembered the fact that he did in fact keep a polaroid picture of a girl in his phone case, "And she means everything to me...Yes, she means everything to me! She... means everything to...me..." he finished, sighing as he brought his hand to his face to wipe his tears away. You felt your heartbeat speed up, because the polaroid he kept in his phone case was of you. You both had matching polaroids of each other that you kept. This song was about

"Me?" He sniffled as he looked up at you, "wh-what?" You laughed, tears escaping your eyes, "The song. You wrote that about me, didn't you?" You saw his expression change from confusion to one of heartbreak and embarrassment, blush covering his face. "Oh... yeah... I-I did... you probably think I'm super weird huh? I get if you don't wanna be friends anymo-" his sentence was cut off as you brought your lips on to his. His eyes widened as he processed what was happening. You were kissing him. He wasn't dreaming. YOU were kissing HIM. his eyes softened as he returned the kiss, bringing his hand up to cup your cheek. You took a mental note of the fact he was a sloppy kisser, probably due to lack of experience, but you didn't mind at all. You found it sweet, you were his first kiss. He pulled away, a goofy smile plastered on his face, "So... you're not mad?" You threw your head back as you let out a loud laugh, "OF COURSE I'M NOT MAD DUMMY, I KISSED YOU!" He blushed and crossed his arms, "HEY YOU CANT BLAME ME YOU'D ASK THE SAME IF YOU WERE ME" He shouted back in defense. You wiped the tears from your face as your laugh shrunk into a giggle, "Jesus you're an idiot, I love you, Mineta. A lot. I have for a while now." You watched as he covered his face with his hands, blood slowly trickling down from his nose, "I-I-I don't know what to say [name] I- holy shit. You love me... YOU LOVE ME. I LOVE YOU TOO." You smiled and kissed the back of his hand. "Guess that makes us a thing now..?" He simply nodded in response, too flustered to form any more words. It was a good enough answer for you as you rested your head on his shoulder. You sat like that for a bit, before his voice cut through the silence.

"Denki owes me soooo much money."

[baekhvuns]

I HEAR AN ANON FELT BAD ABT SOMETHING!!! 🤸🧍

Oooohhh imma just say anon, i believe sometimes we hear things the other person doesn't really means, I'm not sure how your friend has treated you in the past or if she's said tht to you consistently so maybe that's why it made you feel bad when she mentioned her 'bf' and that's totally fine trust me I've had frnds too tht out of nowhere bring it something I rlly don't want them to mention. But hear me out, you gotta enjoy your life to the fullest!! WITH YOUR KPOP BOIS AND MANHWA DRAWINGS!! I bet you're soulmate is out there rn, wanting to find someone perfect for him...and then here you are and you hv no idea. Believe in the universe, Destiny literally never plays. anyways where cn i read tht fic-

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AND NOW ABT MISS BAEKS...YOUR NAME IS KIRA?!?!? Lmfaooo I've seen those memes where they say trash + trash and trash no 1 is soveishu and trash no 2 is rashta.

Hehehehe you thought I'll make only for San??? BWAHAHAHAAHA *devil laugh*

OMG UNDERCOVER EMPRESS AND THIEF SAN??!?? IM- 🤌🤌 GURL YOU HV LITERAL GEMS!!! DIAMONDS!!! :00 NOT THE YSL PERSONA 😭😭

But marques falhan..😧 I'm gonna give them the title of yunho (kosair) and jongho (falhan) although I'm still not sure but Hey it works. HOLY BANOLY WHAT IN THE FRICKITY FRACKITY FUCK IS WRONG WITH THIS RASHTA?!?!?! THE AUDACITY, SHE HAS TO CALL NAVIER INFERTILE INFRONT OF HER AND KOSAIR?!?!?! kosair buddy, unleash yourself...kill her. When soveishu realises the big mistake he made, how rashta never loved him, how all she ever desired was the riches and power, he's gonna....he's gonna regret it so much I hope he gives up his title. "The empress said I was worthless first"

OHMYGOD IM- 💀 WTF IS WRONG WITH THIS EMPEROR HE BELIEVES EVERY THING THT TRASHTA SAYS? (this is so soap opera coded tho) Ok forget I said this soap opera coded it reminds me of the crown. There.

The way I feel so envious and so boiled up every time I see any scene of rastha and soveishu...it makes me think if navier was real, what would she be going through? My girl is crazy strong, soveishu really lost a gem, Heinrey was right. [Omg I just saw McKenna transform frm his bird form to human form and OH MAN- 🛐]

I feel like Duke ergi is basically fooling rashta and she's following him, digging her own grave Bcz she in the end has no intellect whatsoever, she's blinded by power and she'd do anything to achieve it, which will eventually lead to her downfall.

no fr dad's are literally so confusing??!?; the other day, I was eating my breakfast while watching TV and my dad comes into the living room, watches me for a while, like he literally stared at me while he stood in front of me so I stopped...obv thinking what was wrong and then i slowly took in the spoon filled with cereals and he went "what's tht way of eating??" AND I WAS LIKE WHAT?! 😭😭 he said "why can't you eat normally??" And I was like bro u caught me off-guard?!?! Then he just patted my head, gv out a chuckle and left?!?!

OMG GURL THE BL'S UPDATE IS HERE!!! IMMA GO READ IT!! AGHHHHHHHHHHH HAEBOM APPEARED SHIRTLESS AHHHHH ...girl his not even wearing his bottoms- wow the confidence to show up almost naked infront of sungho and just a towel hanging down here like?!?! 😭 SUNGHO NOWS NOT THE TIME TO BE THINKING ABT WHAT U JUST SAW 😭 oh thanks god he's clothes omg..

HAEBOM HAEBOM JUST ASKED HIM FOR A SLEEPOVER AT HIS HOUSE AHHHH OMG THE EXCUSE WAS "SINCE THE BABY'S ALR ASLEEP" OH YOU SMOOTH MF!! Aw they're washing the dishes together 🤧 just get married alr ok, we're having some deep talks.

Haebom has a sad past...his mother was a kind soul but the villagers took advantage of her kindness and set their house on fire when he was a kid....hah no wonder he doesnt trusts anyone easily.

Lol he changed back to his persona 😭

OHHHHH SUNGHO GOT DISH SOAP IN HIS EYES I THINK IK WHATS ABT TO HAPPEN AHHHHH HAEBOM'S HELPING HIM BRO THEIR PROXIMITY ALL WHILE WHEN HAEBOM HIS SHIRTLESS 😭😭😭

....I bet sungho has realised something just now.."he has blue eyes I never noticed" BOI-

BRO HE JUST KISSED HIM!!! I REPEAT SUNGHO KISSED HAEBOM 😭😭😭 OMG IT HAPPENED :0 "my bad" 💀 pls-

"His lips are so soft" both of them thinking the same thing...while haebom is standing frozen in his place not moving an inch and sungho awkwardly ran off 😭

"Is something wrong with me? Am I dying" 😭 why is he like this??? Your heart is beating idiot YOU'RE IN LOVE HAEBOM!

tough man cried. ykw I bet he's just a baby inside with all that muscles and intimidating aura he has and I bet only sungho can calm that baby down who suffered the trauma of being all alone.

WOULD YOU BELIEVE THIS MAN CRIED?!?! 😭 I'm so soft for big men embracing their vulnerable and sensitive side.

Look tho I found some pictures of remarried empress and it has come to my attention THAT THIS IS A NOVEL AND THE FIRST PIC IS BASED ON THE NOVEL DESIGN LIKE DAMN-

Ohhh a bollywood movie?? No Bcz u were the reason I watched my first Bollywood movie AND ILL WATCH ONE AGAIN!

Life at work has been boring. Nothing new, no new interactions, don't even abt my uni tho, there is not one single person tht I like 😮‍💨 anyways, manifesting for all the hopeless romantics a ff typa love story!!

exactly!!!! & HELLO

YES IT IS HELLO 😭😭😭 jVCNDBWK NO SERIOUSLY SHE REALLY IS TRASH IM SO EXQUISITELY DISGUSTED BY HER 😭😭

PLEASE. OH MY GOD. KAUFMANS ENTIRE PERSONA IS SO MINGI IM ACTUALLY SCREAMIMG THE PICTURE—i ran around my room a little just now— he also sometimes reminds me of rm like this combo is gorgeous

CALLING NAVIER INFERTILE IS A DIRECT INSULT BC TO SOVIESHU BC WE ALL KNOW WHOS THE REAL ONE i just know heinry is gonna be all smirky when navier and he have a kid and rashta’s burning (did a little digging and looked up that they do in fact have kids 😭😭 and both r twins, lari & kai) navier is so mother

IT REALLY IS SO SOAP OPERA-ISH, it got all the dramatics of indian serials, turkish shows, telenovelas, kdramas and more like this combo is insane

yOOOOO MCKENNA IS A UNDERRATED BEAUTY !!!!!

no bc im also convinced, his eyes have this little glint of mischievousness,,, he & heinry are the duo, just like woosan 😭😭 i want him to lead to her downfall honestly

no bc dad lore is so fun???? LMFAOOOO THATS SO CUTE 😭😭😭 my dad looks very scary irl but i saw him yesterday w a cap on jumping to 50cent having his hands doing hang signs and i just “????”

oh to be sungho and see those muscles bfwmjdka “SINCE THE BABYS ALREADY ASLEEP” OKAY SIR OKAY OKAY TAKE US WITH, why are they so married couple core already

omg haebom 😭😭😭 WDYM “my bad” ????? YALL KISSED HOW IS IT MY BAD FHWNDJKSDKSL,, he really is a grumpy with his brightest sunshine 😔😔

HES SO HUGE STOP IT CHAERSSSS

LMFAOOOO THAT MEME FRHWKHDKW NAVIER JUST THERE JVDMSJCK

yes it is!!!! super controversial at that time but honestly a pretty good topic, it’s a 2000’s movie and yea worth a watch!!

no bc felt, everything’s boring these days maybe it’s the seasonal depression ya’know,, all we can do is manifest a love story with a man like wi ha joon in the worst of evil 🥰🥰

[jellyfishvibes]

After not thinking about it for a day it totally brained me in the head like a boomerang, The king probably wasn't a balanced heart

Ok so, miles of rambling before i swing back around to the point, the only wishes we know have been made are:

Link wished to uh fucking kill demise in skyward sword, ghirahim immediately hits him with the uno reverse after

The King in windwaker wishes to wash away the old hyrule and give hope to the kids

It is unclear if Ganon did make a wish here? Like he has the full triforce, and then he becomes the beast ganon, it was canon in that lttp manual idk if it still is anymore cause the wording in current stuff makes it super unclear? he probably did make that wish here, dunno how his beast ganon form in oot is different to the beast form he gets after making a wish tho

At the end of lttp Link gets the triforce and hits the status quo button, gets his whole uncle back and everything good for him

At the end of lbw Link and Zelda wish to restore Lorules triforce

This is also unclear because its refering to Hildas ancestors destroying Lorules triforce which like, i assume they had to wish to do that but the wording is vague

This is in the prologue to Zelda 2, the king like wishes for prosperity or whatever

Also kinda vague, at the end of zelda 2 it says Link uses the power of the full triforce to wake zelda the second up but dunno if the triforce just does it or if he explictly wishes for it

I love the encycolpedia entirely cause it adds timelines to show where so many things are when so here's the timeline of the triforce, i just think its neat

And from what we know about the triforce there are only 2 ways to make a wish, to smack your hand on it with a balanced heart and you just get it, or you smack your hand on it with an unbalanced heart and its splits off and you get the one you embody most, if you then collect the pieces again you can make a wish

So back to the point, in King windwakers case he totally didnt have a balanced heart he was piggy backing off ganons work, the triforce split and had been collected meaning i guess the next person to touch it get a wish scott free, (like i feel like there should be a clause in there to make it so only the guy who first touched it and got the pieces back can make a wish but then that can be cheesed by just smacking it before he can and making it split again to dely/yoink his wish, idk this doesnt seem very well thought out by the goddesses in universe)

Also sub thought, oracles wtf? it become bird?

Like i mean yeah i guess, it is all powerful it is in its skill set to be able to do that But why tho (i need to draw fanart of the triforce as birds now)

And second bonus

Skyward Sword Link was balanced

King lionface wasnt

Ganondorf wasnt

Lttp Link was

Lbw Link and Zelda? were? i guess? dunno bout the dynamic of 2 people making the same wish and they triforce did just reform after being split so i'm leaning more towards clause 2

Hildas Ancestors are too unclear, probably? seeing as it didnt split? maybe it did and someone used one piece to destroy the others we just dont know

King zelda2 prolouge also unclear, like he did make a wish but also notable the triforce is split after and he makes like a whole puzzle about hiding the pieces that like, fucks up his two kids so uhh dunno

Zelda 1+2 Link was

I'm responding all out of order sorry lmao got too many thoughts on the brain, the dark mirror and twilight mirror totally have some connection i just wanna add in here the magic mirror from lttp that tps you between the dark and light realm, lotta ominous mirror symbolism

*slaps flowery atmosphere text* i could connect this to the twilight realm

Mandrag Ganon is a fucking hilarious name and it should have become as vaguely canon as Ganondorf Dragmire is, oh my God, plus enchanted thieves? looping that in with his surrogate mothers being kotake and koume, two very old witches and him being a sorcerer in gerudo form mayhaps he had an enclave of powerful magic wielders as his like cult within the gerudo, all the other gerudo generally arent magic wielders, (inserts gerudo hcs here, maybe Ganon being the rencarnation thats pick out able from the other gerudo and fated to be their leader not because he man but because hes born with magic, most gerudo leaders we have seen that are born into that role have some magical ability of some kind, maybe the one man born every 100 years isnt a gerudo myth but a hylian one and how gerudo veiw gender is very different, i already hc a large portion of the gerudo population is made up of trans women, idk i should make a word vomit post about all my zelda race gender thoughts)

Lemmie retro fit this to oot real quick *cracks knuckles* Technically it was opened by accident, oot link opened the door to get the sword and didnt know pulling it would open the sacred realm for ganon, before you go get it you get that cutscene of zelda fleeing and throwing the ocarina into the river for you, its implied by this and that knight dying in the alleyway that this do be ganons doing and man stormed the castle, possibly killing the king dunno we never see him, he could have done it with said gang of thieves skilled in the black arts, if this is a 'in canon' written story no wonder the person didnt know that ganon and the gang (gan and the fellas, dorf and the dudes) weren't the ones to actually open the door before storming in but a random kid did blah blah blah smacks triforce, *server wide end portal opening noise here* 7 years of fucking up the kingdom, link gets bodied and down fall timeline in here

I do find the oots whole map is just the south forest in tp actually hysterical, its so funny, best theory ever, i love it so much and as much as i don't think it is canon its my favorite i love that guy, i think about it so much haha, I do think its kinda canon that the Zonai build the great plateau? dont quote me on it but i think there was like a comparison from a zelda memory with the walls of it and the walls were zonai style and probably rebuilt by the hylians like they rebuilt the temple of time (botw ruins site) ontop of the temple of time (zonai in the sky one) i do like plateau and lost woods swap theory tho so maybe the zonai did that who knows, if you want some fun zelda map vids to watch here are my faves plus a bonus triforce hero's theory

What the fuck

Hello?!?!?

Temple of light ruins?!?!?!?!!?

[shipskicksandgiggles]

Ok so I preface this with the fact I am in love with Sam Wilson as Captain America. Saying this means I want the absolute best for him because he truly deserves it. I am big into characters costumes they can show progression and change like with Steve’s or Vision or they can show intentions or character traits like in Black panther with the opposing silver and gold suits. Now on this strain what are your opinions of Sam’s costume? This may not seem like a big question but the way the design team presents a character is very important. (can you tell I’m a design buff) in my opinion, especially for an originally bird inspired hero, the costume seemed like that a costume a bit bulky and not as well thought out as other characters. The reason for this could be many things (if you agree with me on this) I again restate that I love Sam Wilson as captain America and this is not an attack on his role but rather the way he was presented by the directors, designers, and writers. Thanks for reading this essay lol and have a nice night!

ooo. oooo. okay okay okay you're not ready for the thoughts I have because hhhh movie nerd/leftover symbolism from AP english brain meets logical physics brain and i yell every time

so. we we meet sam in tws

this is our man. I will tell you right now how intentional costuming departments are because we have: Air Force sweater (establishes Sam as military along with his connection to flying), the light color and soft material (seriously i would trust him right away), not to mention the obvious fact that they’re workout clothes and draws Steve in. throughout the course of the movie his clothes start to fall back from civilian to the muted green or grey tones typically associated with military, which I think is interesting, but then we get the falcon suit

we have the original military, what I think is either ant man or civil war, endgame, and then the suit we see in the first few episodes of tfatws

now. I don’t know who designed these. but we will be having WORDS you hear me??? look I don’t have the stats on how fast or high he’s flying, but that doesn’t matter that much. his forearms aren’t protected. he’s going to get cold. he’s going to have windburn. there is no helmet and apart from the goggles he really doesn’t have much going to protect his face either

also, the tfatws suit is my favorite if these. why?? it’s the sleekest. when you’re flying like that you cannot have drag. if the fabric bunches up or rips you’re going to be in bad shape. he’s not like Tony or Rhodey in a metal suit, that’s just Kevlar. durable yes, but not indestructible (probably especially at high velocity)

the color development is also interesting red but mostly grey in his early hero-ing days, almost entirely dark grey with red accents after hes in the run, and that primary Very Recognizable Red with light grey after he comes back and gets pardoned. you know what that is? that’s growth. that’s sending the message that people are able to recognize him and he’s back on his game

which brings us to your point. the Cap suit

hello. look at that angel right there. still no helmet, again an issue, but the vibranium is giving me more confidence in his safety (and his arms are fully covered, bless). the vibrant red white and blue screams Captain America (think about how bright Steve’s uniform was in tfa or the avengers), and the tech is seamless enough that it looks almost elegant

coming back your original ask though, you’re right, it’s not very bird-like. the only nod Sam ever really has (that I can think of at this exact second) to that original inspiration is 1. the wings and 2. EXO-FALCON. that was just the name of the program. it was tied to the bird, but mostly in the metaphorical sense yeah he swoops in and rescues people. they clearly tried to incorporate some of the elements from the comics (the color red, the goggles, the partial head piece and I’m still mad about the no helmet thing, you can see small similarities in the belt area, etc), but overall I think they just tried to make it practical for military usage. because that’s what it was originally in the context of the MCU

if you really want me to get into how I would have designed the suit, I will, I have a lot of thoughts personally, but I’ve already written an essay and I think I might be overdoing it

[weaselmcdiesel]

-Slides in very stylishly- So the withc / witchy au....

Oh my god I have so many thoughts already

Okay so FIRST: the amethyst.

Because of the ourple I am already associating it with the rift-- since Grian does illusion magic, do you think one of his abilities with the amethyst could be to send others into a make-believe illusion world? To make them see and 'live in' other hypothetical 'timelines' and possibilities? In Grian's hands, I could see these powers either turning out wondrous or horrific... or a chaotic mix of both.

And SECOND: corvid Mumbo will never not make me go tee hee -kicks my legs back and forth-

God I can imagine him being a very good fit for a witch that runs off of crystals, being instinctively inclined to snatch up shiny things on default. Do you think he has his own personal collection of crystally knick-knacks outside of the amethyst Grian gives him? And when Grian grows those wings in, oh boy... Mumbo is going to have quite the situation in his hands. Teaching him to fly, to preen, to avoid knocking everything on the shelves over every time he turns around.

Anyways, looking forward to the other stuff you come up with for this AU!! I'm very in love with the designs and concept!

THE AMETHYST YES!!! YOU GET IT!! I CHOSE A STUPID PURPLE ROCK BC OF THE STUPID RIFTY PURPLE YOU CRACKED MY CODE XDXD

I’m trying to do research on like. Dnd and elder scrolls types of magic to get a sense on what is feasible to like, just some self taught witch BUT. I think sending physically sending someone to like, a fake dimension of his creation would be the end goal, for him. At the moment he can probably handle more hallucinatory things? Or hypnotic things? like as long as the target is asleep he can create reaaally realistic images of, like you say, timelines and worlds :] if I were at all informed on any EVO stuff id say theres some watcher influence BUT! Im not ^^; sooo grian just be doing wacky things XD

YES CORVID MUMBO bro I was drawing him with the black wings and I was thinking of you and your vamp grian avian mumbo au XD AND YES! As in my previous post I totally thought mumbo and grian grow closer simply because mumbo’s bird brain gets transfixed on grains crystals :] actually- I considered making mumbo steal some of Grian’s stock and grian turning mumbo into a familiar to stop this behavior but I decided the familiar adoption process has to be consensual… and mumbo had to be nice to Grian’s collection XD after they’re connected tho? Yeah mumbo just puts pockets some of his stuff sometimes XD honestly yeah tho. He probably finds stuff when he goes around flying and I wouldnt be surprised if mumbo brings something back and Grian’s like- dude. How did you get that thats super magically charged. And mumbos like idk shiny :>

IM THINKING SO HARD ABOUT WHEN GRIAN’S WINGS GROW OOOOOOOOOO yeah honestly- I think as mumbo is getting used to his human form he also knocks into things? But quickly adjusts? But once GRIANS wings get big? Yeah no it takes him a while to stop rushing around and knocking alllll his fragile stuff around (me thinking about grian flying for the first time…. That does something to me….)

IM GLAD YOURE INTERESTED OOO IM SO EXCITED<333

[fallenlightsif]

Do you have any if recs or demos you're excited for? What genre is your favorite to read?

Oh boy, do I have recs, anon. I started out reading IF before I started writing it, so I've compiled quite the list lol.

My Absolute Faves

Blood Moon by @barbwritesstuff (Werewolves are my weakness and the writing is so good, highly recommend Marco's and Vicky's routes but all of them are perfect tbh)

A Mage Reborn by @mage-parivir (The very first IF I ever read, absolutely crushed my heart, I still rush to play when updates are released)

Mindblind by @mindblindbard (Just...so good. Literally amazing. Not enough good things can be said. I would totally die for Gray.)

Raiders of the Caravan by @leftski-if (So much great writing and all the characters are very loveable. Highly recommend for some nice hurt/comfort but mostly comfort (so far at least))

Diaspora by @diasporatheblog (Very badass and very good writing, again has very loveable characters to the point that I can't easily pick a favorite (would probably end up being Sang if forced tho) also the world-building is just perfect)

OFNA: Birds of a Feather by @ofna (Bird cult. Need I say more? Seriously though, the plot of this is just A+ and check out their blog for info on the birdtrayer who I will likely never guess and also forgive after .2 seconds)

The Exile by @exilethegame (Pretty sure everyone knows about this one but it's amazing so I have to mention it. Top tier, so much angst, I get to romance a god living in the player's head, what more could I ask for?)

The Golden Rose by @anathemafiction (I replayed this so many times, I literally cannot wait until it's fully published. So good, 10/10, couldn't recommend more)

Attollo by @attollogame (I think everyone knows this one too but I have to mention it. I honestly couldn't describe Attollo in a way that would do it justice, you just need to go play it. I'm definitely gonna almost get killed a variety of ways in this game, but I'm okay with that.)

The Chosen One by @kal-writesif (Again, just go play the demo. So good. 10/10. I literally love that there's only one LI whom I would already die for btw.)

Thrill Seeker by @thrill-seeker-if (Literally catch me romancing Hannie, Oli, and N. The writing is so good and I highly recommend it! My MC in this one is very traumatized tho.)

Northern Passage by @northern-passage (Again, I'm pretty sure everyone knows this one, but still mentioning it because it's one of the first IFs I played and still one of my favorites)

Golden by @milaswriting (The writing is really immersive and absolutely sucks you into the story. Also, all the ROs are super interesting.)

Scandal by @nightingale-interactive (Recently began reading this and it's so good. It also focuses on romance a lot too which I love.)

Demos I'm Supremely Excited About

The Moonless by @moonless-if

Spilt Milk by @spiltmilk-if (I lurk on this blog so often lmao but I love every single romance option and cannot wait for the demo)

The King's Hound by @the-kingshound (The same author as The Chosen One, I absolutely cannot wait to romance Arthur)

This got way too long. Oh well. I might've missed some because I'm dumb and don't keep a comprehensive list of IFs I've played, so if it's not mentioned it's not on purpose I just have a horrible memory!!

[twodimecastle]

fifty bucks & six months.

spencer reid x gender neutral reader new relationship, secret keeping nonsense, 4.5k words, ao3 a/n; turns out i love writing texting fic but tumblr destroys the formatting rip

zero months.

You smile conspiratorially, extending a pinkie towards Spencer and he gives you a skeptical look.

“You know the odds of being found out immediately are-” he starts, but you cut him off.

“Astronomical, I know. I know. But don’t you think it’ll be fun to see how long we can push it?” you wheedle, not caring that your voice sounds more like begging than is strictly dignified because seeing the way Spencer’s nose crinkles in amusement at your heavy handed persuasion is too adorable to pass up. You scoot closer on the couch, tapping the end of his nose with your pinkie finger, letting him catch your hand between his as you continue “I think we’ve got a good shot at hiding it for a little while. It would be like a game.”

Spencer draws your captive hand to his lips, brushing them across your knuckles and watching fondly as you forge ahead in your campaign to persuade him, enjoying the show and the attention too much to tell you he’s already on board. Your eyes are shining with the prospect of the caper, and you’ve made no move to take your hand back from him, and Spencer’s pretty sure he’d be more than happy to sit with you in this moment forever. “I mean-” you go on, gesturing animatedly with your free hand, “you’re like-a really good liar when you want to be. And everyone else always forgets how good you are at it.”

He snorts at that and the sound makes you light up, eyes tracking the arch of his brows, the warmth in his soft brown eyes, memorising the way he looks like this; utterly unbothered, completely at ease. It might be your favourite version of him, but that race has always been a tight one with no clear winner in sight. You have lots of favourite versions of Spencer. Twisting your hand in his, you tangle your fingers together, savouring the way you feel his thumb glide delicately along your skin and the unhidden joy in his face at the simple show of affection.

Time to play your trump card.

“$50 says we can hide it from the whole group for at least six months. If everyone figures it out before then, you win. But if not everyone has worked it out by then, I win.”

The mischievous shine in your eyes is irresistible, and Spencer smiles, disentangling one of his hands from yours to extend his own pinky finger.

“You’re on.”

The words barely make it out of his mouth before you’re colliding with him, pressing your lips to his.

two months.

“So, how long has this whole thing been going on?” Derek’s question catches Spencer off guard, and, based on the way he can see you freeze in his peripheral vision, takes you by surprise as well. Sliding into the driver's seat of the SUV, Derek continues “I hope you didn’t think you were gonna be able to keep me in the dark for long, pretty boy. You should know better than that.”

Following mechanically after him, Spencer takes the passenger seat, trying to frame his next statement as carefully as possible as he hears your door close and the car start. “We were-going to tell you guys-” he begins uncomfortably, glancing back to you for support, but you look just as on edge as he feels. “We were just gonna-keep it to ourselves for a while-before telling Hotch and everything-” he tries again, the mounting tension levering his shoulders higher and higher with every passing moment, but then Derek just laughs, shaking his head.

“Hey, I’m happy for you, kid. For both of you.” He spares a look at you in the back seat through the rear view mirror, and you can feel the tension in your jaw relax, the furrows in your brow straightening out at the note of approval in Derek’s voice. “I’m glad you two finally figured it out,” he says, fondly, and you laugh.

“I bet Spence we could keep it from you guys at least six months,” you explain, reaching forwards through the centre console to link your pinky with Spencer’s, and the touch of your hand releases the last of the tension he had been harbouring as he covers your hand with the other one of his own. He knows Derek clocks the motion, filing it away in his mind somewhere, but he doesn’t care about the scrutiny so much right now. Not when your hand is so warm and comfortable in his.

Derek reaches for the dial on the radio and flicks through the channel, thinking about something, and as you watch, a slow mischievous smirk spreads across his face a moment later before he glances first at Spencer and then at you.

“I’ll tell you what,” he says to you, and Spencer can feel a familiar grin tugging at his own lips as he watches a plan take shape in his friend’s eyes. “I’m happy to sit on this information for a while for a cut of the winnings from whichever one of you comes out on top.” He snorts good naturedly as he continues “I have my own bet to win with Prentiss, so if you two help me win that one, I’ll cut you in too.”

“A quid pro quo of sorts,” Spencer says slowly, and he feels your fingers tighten around his, as you snort softly, and he knows instinctually you’re grinning the same way you always do when you’re winning a game. “I think we can do that.”

Derek grins, turning the music up as he nods, eyes on the road. “Then you two love birds have got yourselves a deal.”

two months and two weeks.

PG: youre not as slick as you think you are ;)

YN: ???

PG: ;))))))))) you should invest in some concealer for your work bag sweetness or tell the good doctor to pay more attention to whats visible in your work clothes

YN: oh my fucking god wait how do you even know thats how that happened

PG: im all knowing and all seeing im like the omnipotent goddess of the fbi

YN: derek blabbed

PG: he sang like a canary but also im an omnipotent goddess im also totally clued in on the whole bet situation with em so for the low low price of every single juicy detail about how this adorableness went down you can buy my silence :)

YN: im getting derek decaf coffee on all coffee runs from now on >:( traitors dont get caffeine

PG: darling sweet angel i need deets all of them like immediately

YN: >:( fine ok so. after that case down in georgia a few months ago? the weird one? with the creepy mother son thing?

PG: omg yuck pls dont remind me im here for the CUTENESS not the MURDER

YN: sorryyyyyyy anyway so spence was like being super weird about it all on the plane and whatever but he was doing that super annoying thing where he ignores it and says hes fine so everyone leaves him alone

PG: YEAH why does everyone here do that ALL THE TIME its SO annoyingggg

YN: ikr its insufferable and like super not subtle ANYWAY. spence was being weird and whatever and i just. refused to let him sulk on his own or whatever like i could tell there was something bothering him and so after work i insisted that we were gonna get like shitty diner food or whatever and watch a movie and he knows better than to say no to me

PG: smart boy

YN: so we got fries and milkshakes and then went back to his place to watch a movie and he was still like weird and silent and like brooding yknow? but whatever just figured hed talk about it when he was ready so i put on a movie and offered to make popcorn and then he was just staring at me and he looked so SAD and TIRED and i thought id done something wrong like the poor guy looked like he was gonna cry and i was panicking over fucking popcorn and then he says ‘why are you always so nice to me?’

PG: oh my god hes like if a sad victorian orphan was actually a triplicate phd holder

YN: i was SO thrown off i was like spencer. spencer were best friends. ive been forcing you to hang out with me for years now why do you THINK im being nice to you its bc i care about you asshole and then. like after another million years after letting me sweat it out over whether hes about to cry for like fucking years the asshole grabs my hand and says. i shit you not. ‘you know im in love with you, right?’ !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

PG: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

YN: anyway hes my boyfriend now :’) dont tell anyone tho gotta win the bet

four months.

Lingering by the elevator, you glance around at the uncharacteristically silent office building, waiting for Spencer to leave the bullpen. The sound of his footfalls drawing nearer makes you smile and you mentally applaud yourself for suggesting the two of you remained behind after disembarking from the plane, taking advantage of the manufactured privacy to take the same car home, back to his apartment.

When he sees you waiting for him, he can’t help the soft fond smile that tugs at his face, as he reaches for your hand, sliding his fingers into yours with a gentle squeeze, the quiet of the building allowing him to indulge in the show of affection. You return the squeeze, leaning your head on his shoulder with a yawn and as he presses a fond kiss to your temple he’s rewarded by a sleepy hum of approval from you that sends a rush of quiet joy shooting through him.

“At least we won’t be sleeping in hotel beds again tonight,” you say, voice weary, and Spencer nods as he shuffles you into the elevator. The doors slide shut and the elevator starts to move and in the moment of absolute privacy, you steal a kiss, tilting your chin up to catch his lips with yours, revelling in the soft huff of surprise he lets out, even as he smiles against your mouth. Even after months, the simple act of kissing Spencer still feels new and thrilling somehow, like you can’t quite believe it’s something you’re allowed to do.

His nose brushes yours and he breathes “unless something big comes up, we get a sleep in tomorrow too,” and the way you beam at him sends his heart racing in his chest, unable to look away from the fondness shining in your eyes.

As the two of you exit the elevator and make your way through the Bureau car park, you tuck yourself against his side, wedging yourself under his arm with a happy sigh, eager to get yourself horizontal and asleep as fast as possible. Spencer brushes his lips against your temple again as the two of you close in on his car, almost free and clear of the office when a voice behind the two of you brings you up short.

“Reid?”

Spencer is reacting before his mind catches up, turning on his heel towards the sound of Hotch’s voice echoing through the parking lot, conscious of the incriminating way you’re still tucked against his side, even as his brain is rifling frantically through any possible excuses for the current circumstances.

“Hotch-” you step away from Spencer, cheeks flaming, not wanting to chance a look at him. “I-we-thought everyone else had gone home,” you trail off lamely, trying your hardest not to balk under Hotch’s ominously impassive scrutiny. A second passes, then another, and the short silence feels like months, or years even as the three of you stand locked in a stalemate.

“I take it the two of you would prefer to keep this under wraps?” He asks, finally, and it registers with Spencer, somewhat belatedly, that Hotch’s tone isn’t admonishing. It isn’t enough to dissipate the tension coiling in Spencer’s muscles just yet, but he spares a glance at you as he nods, and a moment later, Hotch gives the two of you a curt nod of his own. “I’ll tell you what,” he says, a shade of irony colouring his voice. “If you two fill out the paperwork for in-team relationships for me, I’ll keep it to myself. I understand privacy is hard to come by in our office.”

The words take a while to fully sink in, and you’re conscious that you’re standing there blinking and gaping at your boss like a bemused fish for a good few seconds before you’ve composed yourself enough to say “absolutely, sir. Of course. Thank you.”

Hotch nods again, heading towards his own car, and as he passes the two of you, a brief smile flashes across his face.

“Congratulations, you two. Get some sleep.”

four months and three weeks.

Spencer isn’t sure how late it is, but he knows you’re not asleep yet, the faint glow of your phone screen casting faint distorted shadows across his room as your free hand rests lightly on his chest. In the dark blue twilight of his room, the space feels undefined and dream like somehow, the line between his mind and his surroundings blurry or indistinct somehow, and as you huff out a near silent laugh at something on the screen in your hand, a thought rises to the surface of his thoughts like flotsam on an unwanted tide.

The more clinical part of his mind notes the autonomic response in his body, the way his heart lurches unpleasantly in his chest, heart rate rising with an influx of cortisol through his nervous system, automatically rifling through ways to control the anxiety response. Age old instinct surges forwards, starting to push his spiralling anxiety down out of sight so as not to bother you with it, but then your hand shifts infinitesimally on his chest, fingers curling in the soft fabric of his pyjama shirt, and for once his body is miles ahead of his brilliant mind, your name is leaving his lips before he’s really aware of it happening.

Your gaze flashes up from your phone at the sound of his voice, soft and hesitant, and you let the screen go dark as you set it down. You can feel Spencer’s heart hammering against his ribs under your palm, and your brows knit together in concern as you shift closer to his side, tracing gentle circles over his shirt with your fingertips, the repetitive motion intended to soothe, though you’re not sure if it’s for his benefit or yours.

“Yeah, baby?” You ask softly, working hard to keep the rising worry from your voice. After three years of friendship and almost six months of dating, you know him well enough to sense when his propensity for overthinking and catastrophizing is slipping out of his control. You can feel his chest rise as he inhales sharply, whatever he’s about to say cut off by second guessing, doing nothing to pacify your concern. “Spence? Is everything okay?” You ask again.

“This-bet-hiding our relationship-it’s-” he trails off, throat tight as he rolls onto his side, facing away from you, and smushing his face into the pillow, already wishing he hadn’t said anything. You’re the kindest person he’s ever met, but offering up this kind of raw insecurity feels like pulling teeth. Even if it’s you. Especially if it’s you. He doesn’t know if he’s ready to find out if you care about him enough to stay when his racing mind gets the better of him. The pillow muffles his voice as he says “never mind.”

You feel your own heart rate tic up in response to that, matching the wild beat of Spencer’s that you could feel under your palm only a second ago. “Baby, talk to me. What’s on your mind?”

He shakes his head, face still hidden in the pillow. “It’s stupid.”

He can feel the rush of your breath on his back as you sigh, and your voice is almost achingly patient as you say softly “it’s not stupid if it matters to you.” There’s a long pause, and you press yourself against his back, settling close and letting your hand slide over his side to rest on his chest, the heat of his skin sinking into yours even through his thin shirt. In spite of his height, he feels so small as you wrap yourself around him, drawing closer, trying to reassure him without yet knowing what he needs to be reassured of. “Spence?”

“Are you ashamed of-being with me? Is that why you want to hide it?” The words are almost whispered, the sound almost lost against his pillow and your heart sinks, plummeting faster and further than if you’d dropped it off the side of a skyscraper. You should’ve known he might worry about that, should have realised it might have felt that way. Remorse rises hot and bitter in your throat and you swallow it down, trying to steady your voice.

“Spencer. Sweetheart. No. Never. I could never be ashamed. I love you. I’m so sorry.” Your arms wrap more tightly around him and you bury your face against the crook of his neck, the tension you can feel in every inch of his body making you feel more cruel and short-sighted than you already do. “I’m sorry I didn’t realise it might feel like that. I could never be ashamed of being with you, Spence. You’re my favourite person.” He takes the kind of shaky, shallow breath that comes with trying not to cry and your heart breaks a little more as one of his hands slowly moves to cover yours where it rests against his chest, just over his heart.

As his hand rests over yours, his thumb strokes lightly along your knuckles, and he knows you know him well enough to notice the way his hand trembles, just a little, because then your hand is shifting against his, turning to clumsily tangle your fingers with his, holding tighter to him as he tries to collect himself, drawing in a deep, shuddering breath as his eyes squeeze shut. He can hear the contrition in your voice as you say softly “I’ve never really liked having people know everything about what’s going on in my life. And I love our friends but-something like this, that’s so-special? So new? I wanted to be able to keep it to just us for a while.”

“I’m sorry.” His voice comes out a little shaky, scarcely more than a whisper, and it’s more than you can take as you pull back and gently force him to roll over to face you. He’s not crying, but his eyes are glassy and you recognise the fight to keep the tears unshed in the tight set of his jaw and the hard line of his lips. Leaning on your elbow, you lift your free hand to gently smooth out the furrows of his brow, letting your fingers linger along the planes of his face.

“Why are you sorry,” you ask gently. “You don’t need to be sorry, baby. Not for talking to me about things that bother you. We can tell everyone else tomorrow, if you want? We can call off the bet. Derek will live. If he’s got a problem with it I’ll turn all his shirts into crop tops.”

He can tell the joke is a last bid attempt to make him smile, to ease his fear, and it works. In spite of the anxious weight in his chest that feels like it’s pressing him into the mattress, Spencer laughs weakly, meeting your eyes, and he watches as a relieved smile breaks across your face, releasing your lower lip from where you’d trapped it worriedly between your teeth. The unmitigated affection that floods into your eyes renders him momentarily breathless as he takes in the moment. You’re still here, still trying to take care of him. Just as kind and steadfast as ever.

“No,” he says eventually, wrapping his arms around you, pulling you down on top of him like a living weighted blanket, letting your warmth chase the bulk of the tension from his body and luxuriating in the way you curl into him, one hand sliding into his hair. “We shouldn’t call off the bet. We still have to take Emily’s money, remember?”

Your sleepy laugh is the last thing he hears before his eyes close and the feel of your body wound around his lulls him to sleep.

five months.

SR: Can I talk to you about something?

DM: you dying or something? that’s a really fuckin ominous text to recieve out of the blue

SR: I’m not dying, why would that be what you assumed? I just have a question.

DM: just a figure of speech but what’s up?

SR: It’s about your bet with Emily. What’re the terms for it?

DM: wym?

SR: What exactly did you two make the bet about? What needs to happen in order for you to win the bet?

DM: does this count as collusion?

SR: Technically yes, but calling it collusion implies a certain degree of illegality.

DM: whatever anyway the terms i made with em were that you’d make some kind of move before your birthday but she reckoned you were gonna need some kind of near death experience to do anything about your crush why?

SR: I’m just making sure I have all the information.

DM: what’s going on pretty boy? you planning something?

SR: Maybe.

DM: not a helpful answer reid is everything good?

SR: Everything’s fine. We’re just figuring some stuff out. Nothing to worry about.

DM: is there something you’re not telling me?

SR: Don’t worry about it.

five months, three weeks and six days.

In the chaos that was the scramble from the briefing room to the jet, you haven’t yet had the chance to speak to Spencer about the outcome of his most recent thesis defence panel. By the time you’ve got a moment to breathe, the jet is underway, coasting across the country towards Montana, the whole team settled in for the six hour flight. You corner him in the tiny kitchen area of the jet as he’s making a mug of mediocre coffee, fingers tapping out an absent minded rhythm on the countertop as the coffee machine whirs, clearly not paying attention to anything outside of his head.

“Hey, boy genius.” He jumps, whirling around, eyes wide with surprise, and you smile fondly. “So?” You demand, and Spencer raises an eyebrow in confusion. You snort, rolling your eyes as you elaborate. “Your defence panel. Did it go okay?”

You’re shifting your weight and fidgeting restlessly with the belt loops on your pants and as he studies you for a moment, it occurs to Spencer that you’re nervous for him over this outcome. The thought brings an almost giddy smile to his face.

“You know this isn’t my first thesis defence panel, right?” He says mildly, deliberately burying the lede, enjoying the way you scowl in irritation too much to answer your question right away, too enamoured with this display of concern on his behalf.

“Don’t be difficult, Doctor Reid. It’s still a big deal.” He just shrugs noncommittally, and you huff, swatting his arm lightly. “So did it go well?” You ask again, eyes narrowing as you try to dissect his microexpressions, trying to discern the answer he seems determined to keep from you for yourself. A few seconds later, he relents.

“I can now add degree number six to my wall.” He confirms. Getting degrees doesn’t hold the same rush of pride for him now, the accomplishment feeling somewhat less exceptional as he acquires more of them, but the way your face lights up with pride for him reminds him how special the things he’s capable of can be. You’ve always made him feel like more than the sum of his parts somehow, like something infinitely more precious than he always assumed he is.

“I fucking knew it. That’s amazing, Spence,” you say, chest warm and full with pride and love, and his almost shy smile in return is enough to make a decision for you in a split second. Your hand dips into your back pocket, drawing something out, and you carefully hide it from view in your palm as Spencer tracks the motion curiously with his eyes.

Your eyes are shining with affection and something that looks like mischief and the way you’re smiling at him is more than enough to divert his attention as you step closer, just barely noticing as you slip something into his hand. You’re dangerously, distractingly close now, and he’s conscious, if somewhat distantly, that neither of you is concealed from the rest of the team, scant meters away in the seating area of the jet. But you’re smiling and close enough for him to feel your breath on his face and suddenly your lips are on his, and even after nearly seven months of being able to touch you like this, it’s enough to make him forget everything else as he melts into the contact, savouring the warmth of your skin and the faint smell of your shampoo.

You pull back a second later, the kiss over almost as soon as it started, but it’s enough to attract attention, and you can hear a belated ‘oh SHIT’ from Emily in the main cabin of the jet. In your peripheral vision, you can see money changing hands, your friends scrambling to react, but you don’t look at them, choosing to enjoy the bemused, affectionate look on Spencer’s face as his brain catches up to the events unfolding around the two of you.

“I was tired of keeping it a secret,” you say fondly, loud enough only for him to hear. “You win.”

Blinking in confusion, he finally tears his gaze away from yours, fingers uncurling to reveal the fifty dollar bill you had pressed into his palm right before you kissed him. The penny drops and he snorts with laughter, shaking his head in half hearted indignation as his other arm loops around you, pulling you in, letting you rest your head on his shoulder, hiding your face from the rest of the team as he kisses your temple, revelling in the way you wind yourself around him in response.

“I was gonna do this in like two days. I wanted you to win,” he murmurs against your hairline, and he can feel your faint laughter.

“Too bad, baby. I’m used to getting my way,” you say, pulling back to steal another quick kiss before peeling yourself out of his arms with a wink, turning to face the onslaught of ‘care to fucking explain that’ and ‘I fucking told you so’ from the rest of your friends, tugging him with you by your joined hands.

[nochiquinn]

legend of vox machina episode 6: spark of rebellion OR [googles] how to get percy not to do the thing

someone suggested Bryn might be Ripley in disguise and I've been staring obsessively at her hands ever since

what in the attack on titan

rip eyepatch matt

also hi merry

hi darin, SOMEHOW

like it's the same general pitch as his reinhardt, but then he does That to it

and then he turns around and breaks my heart as sprigg, what is this man

the crows eating the hanging people, realistic but still upsetting

"what, 'cause we all fuckin' know each other?" "I mean, yeah"

her design makes me think of fma

I think it's the nose and the headkerchief

gina torres!

I need to know if those crows were taliesin

did they remove the stuff about the lawbearer/erathis? like just to streamline it?

like I totally understand, there's enough going on here without having an expansive pantheon to engage with, but erathis is one of my favorite deity concepts so I am a little sad

goddess of Get Ur Shit Together Or So Help Me

"little percival, what have you become?" "I am what they made me."

technically you're what orthax made you but he's feeding off your whole revenge thing so eh

oh god he's anders and orthax is justice

nobody let him near any chantries

"I thought we were all sort of co-leaders"

the old man and his lil bird

poor grog

those poor mice, that was their house

matt's original map of whitestone

vax: found the sidequest

percy: I'm experiencing an emotion, disgusting

but what is the sun tree's voice. give us the tree voice.

"FOR THE ALE!" it's nice that he's motivated, anyway

"ooh, I could get a beret!" I wonder what the "No ReAl-LiFe ReFeReNcEs" people thought of THAT one

"our holy person is...elsewhere" ;-;

love the little spray of hair coming off of pike's bun

my partner and mala said At Dawn We Plan at the same point in completely different, unrelated viewings

love the direction critrole recap animated is taking

"those were bad ideas and you should all feel bad"

the trailer had scanlan on a roof looking beat to shit, if we don't get scanbo I will RIOT

bad news BAD NEWS

the scope tho

percy clinging to a (frankly unstable-looking) steeple. coat flowing in the wind. sniper rifle. I am being directly targeted.

the little shimmery noise the bag of holding makes

[wrestling chant] split the par-ty

THE DOOR™

"I'm going to find a window"

"I fell out of the window.

love this music during the breakout scene

"I'm telling you that back door was cursed"

someone called scanlan this season's damsel in distress and they're absolutely correct

stonefell : using the guard as a shield :: ken ichijouchi : literally kicking a puppy

scanlan's little magic hand block

rip fma lady

MINXIE

UGH the transformation animation, I will shut up about it when it stops being amazing

grog got his ale, mission success

grog (travis) what was that yell

the development of cock lightning

stonefell's name burning on the List as orthax takes over percy's self-control

the glasses flare! the transistion to the mask! the drama of it all!

(affectionate)

"let me say...you were the one I was least looking forward to"

"I wanted you to know it was me."

I liked the manic panic attack energy of him literally scraping the name off the barrel of the gun but him still not being 100% in control and aiming at vax is an acceptable substitute

WITH the finger still on the trigger

the others not still being entirely used to No Mercy Percy

"your sister, cassandra. she lives." percy's FACE

I'm glad scanlan's "OI" verbal tic made it in

even if the subtitles can't agree on how to spell it

"grog! toss the booze!" "aw, but I just got it!"

the CG rendered barrel

"I have a sister."

I deeply loved him saying that to vax in the stream, just a little hopeful note at the end of a deep rp conversation, but I'm glad it made it in at all.

it just makes him sound so young, the first bit of hope he's had in five years, the first hint that maybe something besides death can come out of all of this

he's gonna get kicked in the teeth in the next set of episodes, but it's nice for now

showing the "sets" in the credits always makes me think of matt's "I built the whole city bc I didn't know where you'd go"

grey griffin is also credited as "rahlia" but I have no idea who that is and googling has given me nothing. who is the mystery character.

[heyheyloki]

The Thought Of You

Summary: Not remembering the night before, the reader distances himself from Loki.

Loki x M!Reader

It was always one thing. Perhaps it was Tony and Steve arguing, or maybe Thor bothering Loki, and maybe it was you making fun of the spider boy. Whatever it was, it was exciting for others to watch. However, between all the fighting, Loki and you never did. It was odd to everyone else since they had this deep hatred for the God of Mischief. To you, you didn’t care, you enjoyed Loki’s presence and always knew if you needed a break from the others, you’d go to him. He was always there, even if the two of you started out on a bumpy road since he was hesitant of you when you first came around. 

Loki thought you’d be like everyone else, so it wasn’t totally personal. Though, after your many attempts to get to know him, his wall eventually fell around you and then, the bonding started.  Everyone around the two of you thought it was weird, after all, Loki was the man who wanted to take over Earth and sent an army onto New York City. Even with that fact, it never seemed to bother you.

Tony Stark always thought something would happen between the two of you, and Thor was more than supportive is it came to be. Steve had some issues since he was close to you as well and just wanted the best for you, and, well, he just didn’t think that ‘best’ was Loki. Nat and Clint seemed indifferent, but were happy with anything you decided. Banner, on the other hand, flipped from Tony and Steve’s perspective at times.

You always told them that Loki and you were just friends, but Loki never seemed to comment on it. In the back of your mind, you knew the god had looks but you cherished the relationship between you and him now. You didn’t need to progress it further since you were quite comfortable where it was. Though, perhaps that was about to change.

After a late night of drinking and dancing courtesy of Tony Stark, you were out for the count. By the time your hung over eyes had opened, you noticed it was almost noon. A groggy groan escaped your chest as you sat up from your rather large bed, again, courtesy of Tony Stark. Your body didn’t even take up half of it, and speaking of your body, when you gazed down at it you noticed your fluffy, grey night robe.

You didn’t exactly remember putting it on, but you didn’t care much. At least, you didn’t care then. When your ears started to work once more, you couldn’t help but notice the sound of your shower running. It was connected to your room and when you gazed towards the door that was shut, the light underneath was shining through.

“What did I drink last night?” You mumbled to yourself as you collapsed back into the bed, your body bouncing a bit.

As your mind tried to figure out what had happened the night before, you heard the shower faucet squeeze close and the water stop it’s pattering. You didn’t bother to look, not that you weren’t curious who you probably slept with last night, but you just didn’t care. It wasn’t common for you to have one-night stands but it wasn’t something you didn’t participate in from time to time.

You could hear the person turn the doorknob before it creaked open, their bare feet stepping across your hardwood tile getting louder as they stepped closer.

“Are you up yet, [Name]?” The stranger asked. Though, that voice wasn’t a stranger to your mind.

Your eyes fluttered open to get a look at a man half naked in your room, the towel around his waist poorly done as if he’d never done it before. The long, black hair he had was wet and textured with like curls. His body had little muscle but his thin figure made up for it, the muscle he did have off subtle lines about his body that was beyond a godly sight.

“Uh, Loki?” You mumbled out, his eyes looking at you as if waiting for you to continue moving your lips.

Though, when you didn’t, he answered with a confused, “Uh, that is my name.”

“Right, right.” You uttered, his words snapping you out of your mind. Without even a second thought, you hopped out of your bed. You quickly tied up your night robe since you didn’t seem to be wearing anything underneath except for a pair of boxers. “I’m, uh, gonna go talk to Tony.”

“Stark?” Loki questioned. “Why?”

“Oh, yanno, Avenger stuff.” You chuckled out as you slowly began to inch for the exit.

“I can occupy you, if you wish.”

“No!” You screamed. Your voice startling both you and him. You cleared your throat to quickly say, “I think he wants to do a few tests on me. You know how those are, very private. I’ll see you later, ya? Okay, bye!”

Your hand reached around for the door handle and slipped yourself into the hallway before slamming the door shut behind you. Your back soon going against it as you took in deep breaths. It could have been anyone else, anyone in the damn place and you would have been fine. But, Loki? Why did it have to be him that your drunken self choose?

“I’m so gonna get shit for this,” You uttered as you began to travel down the hallway towards the main area of the building.

“Morning, [Name].” Nat said as she and Clint sat on the couch watching movies.

You nodded in her direction before shuffling into the kitchen. You needed something cold, or hot. No in between for this one. As you were pouring yourself a cup of coffee, you heard footsteps make way towards you.

“What’s up with you?” You heard. Your eyes gazing over at Nat who stared at you with crossed arms.

“What do you mean?”

“Well,” she started out saying. Her body slowly making way towards yours. “Normally, every morning, you say good morning back. You never give a simple nod. So, what’s wrong with you?”

Your eyes blinked rapidly for a moment before letting out a sigh. You knew there was no way for you to get out of this one, but than again you didn’t want her to spill anything to Steve, Banner, or Clint. So, you gave a half lie.

“Just not to happy with who I found in my bed this morning.” You laughed off. “Nothing to worry about.”

Nat stared, her eyes moving up and down before giving a simple, “Okay. Just make sure whoever the mystery man is is out before Tony comes back.”

“He’s not here?”

“Nope. He went out for a bit, but he’ll be back soon.” Nat explained.

You nodded before grabbing your coffee and heading out. You weren’t sure where to go. You wanted to go back in your room, but you didn’t know if Loki was still there. You wanted to go sit in the living room, but you didn’t want questions from the others. So, you choose the next best thing. Wonder about the halls. It wasn’t as bad as you thought, in fact, it was quite therapeutic when gazing out at the birds that flew about. You seriously thought you’d get a break, well, that was until you felt a tap on your shoulder. 

You turned around, the soft smile on your lips dropping, your body grew hot at the God of Mischief that stared back.

“Are you alright?” Loki questioned. “You seem.. off.”

“Wha, um, what?” You asked, your throat going dry as your mind thought about what could have transpired the night before. “It’s nothing. I’m fine.”

Loki tilted his head as he eyed you up and down. You noticed every single, tiny detail about him to the point were you noticed the small flicker of his eyes, the tiny redness of the tips of ears. Not to mention the explosive feeling when his hand came to rest on your lower back way too casually.

You quickly grabbed his wrist, your grip tight but not tight enough for Loki to notice a difference. “What are you doing?”

“What do you mean?” He questioned. For he first time since you’ve met him, he sounded completely innocent. “Would you like me to take you back your quarters? You look rather flushed, are you sick?”

“N-No, I’m not sick.” You stuttered out as you pushed his hand off of your body. The lingering effects causing your mind to turn foggy, it was the first time in a while that you felt such an effect from a simple touch of another. “I’ll go to my room by myself.”

“I don’t mind the trouble, really, allow me to occupy you.” Loki stated. His body ready to move right along side yours.

“No, seriously.” You stated as your hand came straight flush against his chest. The moment it hit, your words ceased to exist. It felt odd, to fell his heartbeat. You never thought in your lifetime would you be able to feel it, much less this clearly. Though, something was off with it cause you swore for a single second that you felt it skip a beat.

“I, um,” you hummed out as you placed your hand back at your side. “I’ll go by myself.”

When you turned away from the God of Mischief, it was like your entire body became cold. The feeling of him slowly slipping away from your presence was almost the worst feeling you’ve ever experienced before. It was like moving away towards the perfect, most handsome looking sun you’ve ever laid your eyes on.

When your back fell into the bed, it was like everything you were feeling hit you at once. All the things you kept towards the back of your mind came to the front, center stage. All these questions entered your mind.

What did you say to Loki while drunk?

You know he isn’t effected by Midgardian liquor, so, he was completely sober. If so, did he take advantage of your drunk state?

Sure, he was Loki and tried to take over Earth at one point. But you wouldn’t call him evil, at worse you’d give him the ‘bad boy’ label.

Did you really sleep with him?

“Shit,” you grumbled to yourself as you began to bite down on your bottom lip. You knew you had some kind of feelings for Loki, and yes you shut them down as quick as they came for obvious reasons, but you didn’t want everything to come undone just from some liquor. If anything, you at least wanted to tell him at the right time when you were sober.

Turning on your side, you pressing your knees into your chest. It really was nagging, this unknown feeling. You knew the only way you were going to get answers was from Loki himself. However, the thought of that was too much. It was like you were ripping off a bandage that you had just placed on. You were frightened that when it came undone, the painful ripping would completely tear away at what relationship was already there.

“Sir,” Jarvis called out. This wasn’t uncommon since Tony had made sure to install Jarvis in every aspect of this place. “Dinner is ready. Everyone is waiting on you.”

“Okay, thank you.” You hummed out as you gathered yourself before heading out once more. Was it too much for you to be left alone today?

When you made your appearance at the large set table, everyone finally began to eat. Steve made it top priority that everyone must be present before eating, for some reason unknown to Tony and you.

You were seated next to Tony and Thor, Loki sat across from you with Natasha and Steve on either side of him. The food that was presented to you was a simple meal. Take-out. You knew everyone had kitchen duty at least once a week, so you began to believe it was Tony’s week thanks to this being the third time take out was for dinner. Though, you were impressed how he managed to make simple take out so impressively set out like it was from a five-star restaurant.

“How was everyone’s morning?” Steve asked politely. This was routine.

“Fine, just woke up with a massive hangover.” Tony said with a funny-looking smirk that made most of the people sitting around him laugh in amusement.

“Same.” Natasha said. “Remind me never to drink at your parties.”

“Eh, it was still fun. Even if I don’t remember most of it.” You commented. Your eyes going off on their own for a moment before connecting with Loki. Except, his eyes were already on you. With no expression on his face and this certain look in his eyes while staring, it made you zip your mouth quickly. Your eyes darting back down towards your food.

Loki raised a brow quizzically before his attention was brought back to Natasha when she asked you, “Did you manage to get the mystery man out of your bed?”

“What?” You flinched, your hand even lost hold of the fork. The noise it created as it rang the glass plate caught more attention than Natasha’s comment.

“You okay, [Name]?” Steve asked with a curious look.

“Of course I am, why wouldn’t I be?” You questioned back. If they didn’t know you, they’d drop it. However, they did know you.

“Is it someone we know?” Tony asked with a sly smirk. The look he gave made something turn uncomfortably in your stomach. “Or, maybe the same guy from last time?”

“No,” You lied. “He was a stranger.”

“That is quite exciting.” Thor chuckled as he tried to learn more about the human customs of ‘one night stands’. Something he, for some reason, doesn’t know.

“It really isn’t, but thanks.” You reassured.

“I would disagree.” Tony commented. “I think they’re rather.. thrilling.”

You rolled your eyes as you began to eat once more. Your eyes desperate for another peak at the man across from you. In the back of your mind, you told yourself no. It wasn’t worth it. Just ignore him. Though, your body denied itself to listen to your brain and gave into the desire. In that moment, everything froze. For some unknown reason, it was like everyone else in the room disappeared. The only ones left where Loki and yourself. That look in his eyes, the way his hand held up his head. Everything told you this was a dangerous game you were playing.

“[Name]?” Thor asked, his voice pulling you out of the void and back to reality. “Are you going to eat that?”

“What?” You mumbled before gazing down at the food that you haven’t eaten yet. You shook your head before pushing the plate towards the God of Thunder.

“You sure? You didn’t eat much.” Steve asked, his eyes growing to big puppy eyes filled with concern.

“Yeah, I’m not that hungry anyway.” You waved off. Your body soon standing up from your chair as you dismissed yourself from the others.

You didn’t bother to wait around for good nights or goodbyes from the others. Your feet aimlessly moved around until you rounded the corner. The quick footsteps that grew closer to you the furthest thing from your mind. So, when you felt your body get pressed into the wall, you couldn’t help but let out a loud gasp. Your mouth quickly getting covered by a rough, large hand.

Your eyes quickly began to analyze everything in front of you. Your mind processing the face and body that belonged to Loki, the hand that pressed against your mouth his. He eyed you down for what felt like a decade, that was until he broke it to gaze down the hall for any incoming Avengers. When he didn’t see anyone, he slowly released his hand from your face but still kept you pinned to the wall.

“What are you doing?” He asked, his question rough and demanding of answers.

“I don’t know what you mean.”

“Dont play dumb with me.” He hissed out. “You’ve been avoiding me all day, what is wrong with you?”

“I’m not avoiding you.”

“Really?”

“Yes.”

Loki huffed, his patience wearing thin. “Then why did you run away this morning? Or when I saw you earlier, and how do you explain not even capable of holding eye contact with me at supper?”

“That was nothing.” You mumbled out, your head turning to the left and down so you didn’t have to look at him. Though, you suppose that was pointless.

His hand was quick to grab onto your chin to make you face him once more. “Don’t look away from me.”

You could feel your body temperature rise, the feeling brutal to the point were you had to bend your leg a bit and tap your fingers just to calm yourself a bit. Everything in your mind ran so quickly that you began to believe you would have a malfunction up there. Though, instead of a malfunction you ended up just blurting out, “Did we sleep together?”

You watched as nothing but pure confusion twisted in Loki’s face. You weren’t positive yet if that was good or bad, but something deep within your stomach told you not to make any false moves. Not to assume anything until you hear his words.

“Would that really be so bad?” He asked, his voice low.

“I don’t mean it like that.” You corrected. “I’m just asking cause I don’t remember anything from last night and when I wake up you were in my shower.”

Loki sighed, his body taking a step back to allow yours to breathe. “No, we didn’t.”

You wanted to desperately to let out a sign of relief. However, you were smart enough to read the look on his face and know this wasn’t the right time for that.

“Then, why were you there?” You asked.

Loki sighed, his eyes making contact with yours before beginning to explain. “I took you back to your room since you were probably more drunk than Stark. I didn’t mean to upset you if I have, I just thought it would be best to keep an eye on you until you fell asleep. I suppose at some point I did as well.”

“So, you took care of me.” You stated as you took an unconscious step closer.

“I suppose so, yes.” He said. “Was that wrong of me to do?”

“No, no.” You ushered out quickly. “That was fine. I’m glad you it was you.”

“You are?” He asked, his eyes staring into yours.

You nodded. Another step closer taken. Both pair of eyes danced with the other as each of you stared at the other. It was this moment of silence that you appreciated the most, cherished the most. It was an intoxicating feeling to sit in silence with Loki, to allow no sound of voice to flow between the both of you. The way your heart beat so intensity, the thoughts that crawled out that always made a shiver go up your spine, well, it was nothing but pure ecstasy.

“Come to my room.” You blurted out, the afterthought not even in question. You meant what you said, and Loki could see that as well by his silence nod and questionless lips.

As the two of your traveled, Loki following behind you in silence, your heart began to pound faster. The wonder of what would come to pass filling in your veins and by the time you came upon your room, you didn’t waste time to lock your door just in case.

“I want you to know something.” You said as you sat down next to Loki on the edge of your bed.

“What is it?” He questioned, his eyes never leaving yours for a second. After all, that would be too long for him.

“I wasn’t in regret or anything, I just wanted to know the truth.” You stated clearly. “If I ever did that with you, I rather remember the time clearly.”

You noticed the adam’s apple in Loki’s throat bob quickly after your words. The way his eyes now going frantic about your body without shame made your hand grip onto your pants. It was a new feeling, but one you enjoyed. Having him look at you felt nothing like anyone else in the past had done, when it was him and only him, you felt like he was looking at the stars.

“Allow me to be frank?” He asked, his question answered with a simple nod.

When Loki leaned in, he stabilized himself by moving one of his hands on top of yours, his fingers snaking in between the spaces in your hand. You felt him grip a bit harder, in a relaxing way before speaking his mind.

“I find myself thinking of you even at the most.. inopportune moments of the day. I feel as if a link exists between your heart and mine and should that link be broken either by distance or by time, my heart would cease to be and I would die.” Loki freely spoke. His voice soft, and low as he spoke so that only you would hear this side of him even if no other soul was nearby to hear. “And you.. you’d soon forget about me.”

You leaned your head, a plethora of emotions washing over you at once. Though, you needed to address this one thing as if life and death hanged in the balance. Your body scooted closer to the God, your hand that connected with his now placed on your lap before saying, “Loki. I’d never forget about you.”

The God let out a dry chuckle. “I acknowledge that. I just suppose that’s my fear speaking.”

“If we’re being so open, I’d like to say something as well.” You said, his eyes looking at you with such patience that you’ve never found before. “You make me feel.. you make me feel vulnerable. Every time your eyes meet mine I can feel you looking at my very soul, and I don’t like it. Do you know?”

“Do I know.. what?”

You smiled softly, your hand squeezing Loki’s as you ask, “Do you know what it’s like around you? It’s like.. It’s like I can’t breathe when you’re around and everything stops. When everything stops, I can only focus on you.”

You’ve never really seen Loki smile, but he had granted you the privilege of seeing a few times. However, you instantly knew this kind of smile, the soft and sweet kind he directed towards you was your favorite yet. Sure, the causally smirk or smile was nice, but this one was for you and you alone.

And you loved it.

[so-litudinal]

oops nevermind here's constance backwood and i'm so in love in a homosexual way, is all fine now, all good

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ok I was just thinking, not a fan at all of what they chose to go for tonally here, like wtf is this, a comedy?? like what's up with the quirky and whimsical music and the absurd characterisations, but I can't lie, this line got me

oh helen, you wild bitch

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the casting for uncle julian sure was... a choice

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dickhead charles blackwood talking while chopin's playing in the bg.... wrong, everything's so wrong help (god awful rendition of that very boring waltz too)

jfc constance was NOT that annoying in the book, like girlie, snap out of it, i want mary katherine to throw a dead bird at her or something

ok no bless good ol' uncle julian who saved dinner and constance from the growing cringe fest thank you cookey man

istg mary katherine can't start that fire soon enough, girl get to it already, this needs to end

fuck constance & merricat, uncle julian & mary katherine are the real power duo in the movie, like team rocket or something

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i knew they'd make constance play the piano instead of a harp, i knew it.....and it's still disappointing. this constance blackwood is a sham

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i mean. ok. she's a pain and all but......

i'm still in love with her tho

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girlie really said "i'm sorry, a *what* now???" 404 error gay brain could not compute

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this movie reminded me that straight white people fantasising about italy is never a mood

sebastian whatever his name is charles blackwood out there seriously making me wish i could wipe out all knowledge of the italian language from my brain

and that music they're dancing to, dear lord 🤮

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30 mn left of this circus and i have been blessed with jonas on my screen for a grand total of 3 times... bye

also, still not a flame in sight

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can american actors stop pretend chewing with their mouths empty??? like wtf do I even have to suffer your ugly mouth sounds for,, god why am I doing this to myself

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"we just cleaned it, it has no right to burn" shirley jackson is the ultimate comedic genius

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i guess there's one thing that was somewhat satisfying in the ending but even that..... well, whatever, can only blame myself for wasting my insomnia on this, imma re-read the book from the start, i need a good cleansing

not 10 mn into the we have always lived in the castle movie but I'm afraid I'm already getting the ick....... what did they do to my poor mary katherine