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some-stars · 3 years ago

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Fic writer questionnaire! Tagged by @deputychairman, thank you!

1) How many works do you have on AO3?

65....just waiting for 69 so i can celebrate

2) What's your total AO3 word count?

288,609

3) How many fandoms have you written for and what are they?

okay, so, there's a lot so we're gonna collapse some. So, 16: The Witcher (games and show), Supernatural, Dark Angel, Glee, Stargate (both SG1 and SGA), MCU, Vampire Diaries, Teen Wolf, due South, DC (comics and movies), House of Leaves, Sense8, Harry Potter, Les Miserables (book), Doctor Who, and X-Men movies. Oh, and I wrote a lot of NSYNC RPF back in the day but you will never see it. (Unless you literally read it back then and remember one and want to reread it, I’m not ashamed of them if you were also in the pit with me. If that is the case feel free to ask.)

4) What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

all some children do is work: this one surprised me, i did NOT think there was this kind of appetite for almost-gen turned-into-a-kid fic, but i do really like the fic itself so i'm contented with its acclaim

method: i mean, it's fake dating, written back when there wasn't much non-modern-AU fake dating in witcher fandom (possibly there still isn't?) so, not surprised

Emergency Pants: this is the one that the Claw chose back in 2012 bc i had written very pornographic tony/bruce about a month after Avengers came out so there was a big appetite for it. i don't much care for it these days except i do still think the tony voice is good

warm you like the sunshine: deeply unsurprised this one is popular (and it's one of my own fics that i reread a lot), it's extremely tender BDSM with a juggernaut pairing, that gets the readers

As often as from thee I go: honestly kinda surprised about this one, which is just a 2500 word confection i wrote for my own satisfaction, but it does have explicit sex and jaskier crying about his feelings so maybe it makes sense

5) Do you respond to comments, why or why not?

I almost always do, but usually just with "Thanks!" unless it's a detailed or lengthy comment.

6) What's the fic you've written with the angstiest ending?

"Long black night, morning frost" (Les Miserables) for absolute certain. One of the very few fics I've written with an outright unhappy and pessimistic ending (although I found it very cathartic to write). For Witcher fics, "Kind" and "go ask alice" are about as sad as I get.

7) What's the fic you've written with the happiest ending?

Almost all of them, honestly. There's a point in happiness of endings where you really can't distinguish degrees. Probably the most--not saccharine, but distinctly Happy Ending-ish is either "Water like a stone" or "Darling, if you only knew," which to my eternal shame are both Glee fics. In terms of Witcher fics...it's still hard to pick! I think the kidfic trilogy ended very, very happily; I think "If you live through this with me" ended TOO happily.

8) Do you write crossovers? If so what is the craziest one you've written?

I do not, and I don't read them, at least not since the days of the late 90s/early 2000s when I once read a really good Highlander/X-Files crossover (oh, and Martha's cosmic horror fic where Stargate and Angel and I think something else all cross over but it feels quite natural and right). I don't like fusions, either, most of the time.

9) Have you ever received hate on a fic?

Never! In 20 years! I've been extremely lucky.

10) Do you write smut? If so what kind?

ahahahahahahahhaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

yes...yes you could say i write smut. on occasion. you know, when the urge comes on me. i write mostly kink or at least kink-adjacent fic, but i've done some vanilla scenes too, and i write m/m and m/f and (occasionally) f/f. fun fact, my only rimming scene to date was in a f/f/f threesome!

11) Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I know of.

12) Have you ever had a fic translated?

I think so? I can't remember, honestly, which sounds dreadful but like...I don't READ the translation, because I am sadly monolingual, but I get a burst of delight when someone asks to do it (or to make a podfic).

13) Have you ever co-written a fic before?

I have tried--me and a friend once got like 12k deep into a co-written Tiger and Bunny fic--but it doesn't really work out for me. I am a massive control freak when it comes to writing and absolutely miserable to work with. (Although I wasn't so bad back when we wrote the T&B fic, we just sort of never got around to finishing it. Which is sad, because it was GREAT.)

14) What's your all time favorite ship?

Max/Alec from Dark Angel. I shipped it when I only started watching DA for Jensen's episodes, I shipped it when I fell in love with Max, I shipped it when I frantically hand-wrote notes about the fic I wanted to write, I ship it right now as I'm typing, I will ship it in my grave. Also it's not a het ship bc neither of them are heterosexual, thank you very much.

15) What's a WIP that you want to finish but don't think you ever will?

I only post finished fics, but in terms of things I haven't posted, I still think my "For A Good Time Call" fem!jaskier/yennefer(/geralt) AU would have been truly incredible. If you haven't watched that movie go watch it immediately so you can share this beautiful idea with me.

16) What are your writing strengths?

Ohhh, this and the next one are hard, because I truly don't know. Well, besides "porn." I am genuinely good at porn, which is HILARIOUS considering how many more sex scenes I've written than participated in. But overall, I have so much angst and neurosis and tenuous self-worth tied up in writing, I'm a very bad judge of my own skills. Also, it depends on the fandom! In some fandoms I'm good at dialogue, in others not so much. In some fandoms I'm good at pastiching the tone of the source and in others...Not So Much.

17) What are your writing weaknesses?

If I had to pick a weakness, though, I'd say concrete imagery/detail. Like, the things that characters are physically doing either out of emotional reaction or just, they're doing something in that scene. Dialogue is usually easier (not sure if it comes out better, but it's easier).

18) What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

I used to be mildly annoyed at it but! Now! On AO3! You can put a footnote by the French or whatever, so the reader can jump down to read a translation and then jump right back up. I now feel that if you choose to include dialogue (or any words) in another language from the rest of the story, this is the only acceptable method.

19) What was the first fandom you wrote for?

I remember vaguely in 1996 or so writing a couple pages of Kit whump for the Young Wizards books. I wrote some execrable nonsense in X-Files, but in my defense I had just turned 13. I don't THINK I wrote anything for Star Trek, which was my first fandom. Oh, and I attempted to write fic for Homicide, which I watched in 7th and 8th grade and lied about my age to get onto the good mailing lists (they were actually the bad, racist mailing lists, I would later realize, but again I was 13).

20) What's your favorite fic you've written?

Sorry to disappoint anyone who follows me for Witcher content, but it's either "The absolute absurdity of end-series items" (House of Leaves) or "A quite unlosable game" (Dark Angel). They are both Big Idea fics, and I feel like in both of them I got the Idea across brilliantly, and I'm truly proud of them and think they're the best things I've ever made. (In terms of Witcher fic, it's the kidfic trilogy for sure.)

I am not going to tag anyone because that always makes me mildly anxious, but if you read this and you want to do it you can say you were tagged by me! :D? :D?

#meme

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apenapaperandadoofus · 4 years ago

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Hiya!!! i saw you that you posted a prompt list.👀 If you still take prompts How about "can I have one?" From your prompt list with Seven With some funny/fluffly content?😬 pretty please with a cherry on top🍒

Feel hugged by a very long cat!! ✨😻

Hi hi! Sending you a hug back :D

Today I think imma post some of the promt request hehe since the songs one do take a bit and rn my headphones are charging and it's 12am so PFT

Can I have one? (Saeyoung x MC)

"Ohhh who's the cutest cat in the world? That's right, it's Elly!" You giggled as you gave the adorable cat in front of you a kiss.

Jumin had recently been asked to fly over seas for a meeting with a very important client, and he couldn't bring Elizabeth. Normally he would give the cat-sitter job to Jaehee, but she had just earned herself a week deserved 2 week vacation and Jumin knew he couldn't make her work on her break, he understood that Jaehee did need her rest after all the work she did.

Out of everyone else, Zen couldn't (Jumin would've LOVED to give Elizabeth to him though -the evil bastard) and Yoosung was definitely out of the question.

So Jumin decided that he second best option, was Saeran. He knew that his twin would probably try and do something with his precious cat, but he trusted that Saeran would hold his brother back. He also added you to the list and assumed you would guard Elizabeth from the mischievous cat abuser.

The two of you were actually doing a pretty good job of keeping Elly safe, and that day Saeran decided to leave for a bit to take his usual walk, so you had been left with Elly alone.

The thing is, you absolutely loved cats, and what neither Jumin nor Saeran would expect, you also loved to squish, stretch, and basically do whatever you wanted with them! If Jumin knew he'd definetly have labeled you as a cat abuser too. However, that day you had finally ran out of energy from squishing the cat, so you resorted to sitting on the couch with her on your tummy while you pet her and gave her a lazy kiss every now and then.

You were happily watching a re-run of Dance Mom's, and watched as Abby angrily ran (or drove??) Away in that chair that had wheels (you forgot it's name, but honestly, you were too focused on Abby and her just leaving the whole group.) Then, you jumped as you heard the sound of the front door open, making Elly lazily stand up and stretch while rubbing against you.

You saw a familiar red head pop out and quickly run over to the couch.

"My dear Elly~ OH how much I've missed you my darling!!!" He yelled as he grabbed the poor cat and spun her around the living room.

You chuckled and crossed your arms, leaning back on the couch. "Hello to you too Saeyoung."

He stopped and sheepishly grinned before going back to pampering the cat, who had a look of 'someone please help this man is currently holding me hostage.'

Saeyoung kept kissing Elly, asking her how her day was and how she'd found the place, and you huffed.

Was he seriously focusing more on the cat that you? Again?

You knew how much Saeyoung loved Elly, but the last few weeks he seemed to be dating her instead of you! In fact, he didn't even seem to notice you anymore, only paying attention to the cat. You loved Elly as much as him, but you'd never ignore your boyfriend over a cat, and honestly this was the last straw.

Saeyoung eventually noticed your cross expression and he stopped, holding the cat in the air.

"MC? Why are you making that face?"

"Hmph, what face?" You said as you crossed your arms.

"Ah that face! Did I do something? Are you mad because I ate your muffin again?"

"What no- wait" YOU ATE MY MUFFIN!?"

Saeyoung winced and tried to look as innocent as possible. "Oh what- pffff no of course not I- what even IS a muffin haha I have no idea what you're talking about- ANYWAY if you're not mad about that then what is it?"

You sighed. "Nothing, nothing forget it, I'm just being childish. If you're going to keep playing with Elly or whatever, the please do it in your room, I'm busy watching TV."

Saeyoung raised and eyebrow, but then, a smirk started slowly appearing on his face.

"I see~" he said, and you looked at him confused.

"what?"

Saeyoung tried to stifle a laugh but failed, and he gently put Elizabeth on the ground.

"MC....are you....are you jealous....of a cat?!"

You felt your eyes widen and your face flush and Saeyoung's smile got wider.

"YOU ARE!"

"N-no I'm not!! I just, I, UGH!" You stood up from the couch and tried to look anywhere that wasn't your boyfriend.

"HA! YOU DEFINETLY HAVE! Oh boy, this is amazing, I seriously can't believe that you, of all people! Being jealous of a cat!" He laughed and you gently pushed him.

"So what!? I-its completely normal....you've been coddling and kissing her all the time she's been here! It's not my fault I want some affection too...."

Saeyoung laughed and took a step closer to you. "Well you could've just asked for a kiss you know?"

You blushed even more and stomped your foot. "But I- it's embarrassing Saeyoung, and I shouldn't even ask for a kiss to my boyfriend, you're supposed to be doing that without asking!"

"Well my dear MC, sadly I am not a mind reader. If you want a kiss just ask for one."

You stood quiet for a moment, and Saeyoung suddenly seemed to get an idea. He smiled mischievously and walked closer and closer to you, his lips barely brushing against yours, but as soon as you tried to make them touch he pulled away and smirked.

"Nuh-uh, I'm not giving you anything until you ask."

"Saeyoung!!!" You pouted, but he just chuckled.

"If you want a kiss, then ask for it." He said, as his lips brushed against your skin, making you flush.

He then pulled away and raised an eyebrow. "Well? I'm waiting~"

You sighed and looked at the ceiling.

"CanIhaveakiss?"

He chuckled. "I'm sorry my dear, I couldn't exactly hear what you said."

"Can I have one?"

"One...what?"

"Ugh Saeyoung! One kiss, please, can you just freaking shut up and kiss me?"

He smiled and wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you close. "Well since you asked so nicely..."

You gasped as Saeyoung's lips touched yours, and both let out a happy sigh. You tangled your fingers in his hair, and tried to deepen the kiss, but then Saeyoung pulled away.

"Hey what was that for?" You almost screamed, but instead aggressively whispered.

Saeyoung booped your nose and laughed. "Well you did ask only for one kiss, you can't be mad at me for actually doing what you said.....MC? Why are you looking at me like- mmph!"

Saeyoung let out a small yelp as you grabbed him by the collar and pulled him towards you, kissing him roughly.

Saeyoung then slowly closed his eyes and pulled you closer, the two of you ending up on the couch, with you straddling him.

You kissed his cheek, his neck, and made your way down to his collar bone, making him gasp and let out pleased sighs.

He was about to take his shirt off when suddenly a big white ball jumped in front of you, making you both fall off the couch (you fell from almost being scared to death, and Saeyoung from trying to help you.)

You looked up at Elly who you guessed wanted to be part of the fun? And she purred and rubbed against the two of you, making you take in lots, and lots, and lots of cat hair.

"Well then." You said after a whole minute of coughing and trying to get Elly's hair out of your mouth and nose. "I guess Elizabeth also wanted some kisses."

Saeyoung laughed and pulled you towards him grabbing your waist with one arm, and petting Elly with his other free hand.

"Aw she just doesn't want to feel excluded. We can continue this later, because I've just realized that you're watching Dance Moms without me!!!!"

You laughed and gently pushed him. "Hey let me be, I was bored."

"I cannot believe you're watching Dance Mom's without me! The betrayal!!" He made a dramatic pose and you rolled your eyes, but you couldn't help the smile on your face.

"Saeyoung the show finished ages ago...I think, and besides, Abby is in jail or something you should already know how it ends."

"AND you spoiled the whole thing for me!!! Wait she's in jail? Seriously?"

"I dunno I just remembered her at one point going to jail."

"Probably for giving all those kids PTSD." He joked.

"Oh boy, she gave all of us PTSD. Anywho let's get on the couch my butt hurts."

You got up and then let out a yelp as Saeyoung teasingly smacked your butt and then you sat on the couch, Saeyoung and Elizabeth following after.

The three of you spent the evening with each other, and Saeyoung would give you small kisses every now and again.

Eventually he fell asleep with his head on your lap, and you smiled softly as you ran your fingers through his hair as he sighed happily, looking exactly like Elizabeth when you pet her.

You giggled softly and then leaned back on the couch, closing your eyes. This was your home, and you felt so happy to be able to share moments like this with that dork. You honestly wouldn't trade it for anything in the world.

The end.

#mystic messenger #saeyoung choi #mysme #saeran choi #choi bois #jumin han #yoosung kim #jaehee kang #mysme zen

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icollectyoursins · 4 years ago

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Polnareff N/SFW + SFW Headcanons

I tried to keep this gender neutral, but please tell me if there is anywhere I can improve!

These are headcanons, so a lot of them will only be mentions of the thing happening, not the act, though I did include some small excerpts of acts.

Have a character, but no idea? Prompt list here!

Looking for more? Master post here!

WARNINGS: Wearing leather (a harness specifically), rope play (ie. tied up), nipple play, use of vibrators, pegging, overestimation, oral, hair pulling.

Word Count: 1380

SFW

Honestly, I think it would take him a little while to work up to being in a true relationship. I mean, small little flings lasting a couple of months, sure, but after Stardust Crusaders, he’d need some time before wanting to settle down.

Once he does settle, he will do everything to make you happy. Flowers, chocolates, he’ll pick up baking and make you bread. Ask and yee shall receive. Or don’t ask. He’ll probably just get it anyway.

Cute dates to the beach. Picnics under a willow tree. Dancing. Anything romantic to show how much he cares.

THE most comfortable person to cuddle with. He just pulls you in and you��re instantly comfy. Kisses the top of your head when you snuggle into his Polnatitties.

Polnareff smiles, whispering something in french as he runs his fingers through your hair, kissing the top of your head and pulling you into his arms on the couch. You sigh, closing your eyes for a minute and letting relaxation fall over your stress-addled mind. He pulls you in closer, gently squishing you. You playfully struggled to get free, tickling his sides, grinning like a madman when you heard his joyful scream.

“AHA! No, no please!” He shouted, letting you go. Finally, freedom! You leaped from your place on the couch and ran to the bedroom. He was too quick. You got about 3 steps away before wrapping his arms around your waist, pulling you into him and spinning you around.

Polnareff puts you back onto your feet and you share a laugh, peppering each other’s face with kisses.

Loves to cook with you. Totally the type to put batter or something on your cheek just to lick it off. Will melt when you lick chocolate off his lips while baking. Surefire way to get into spicy times.

He loves to play with your hair, especially if it’s long and soft. He’ll braid it, put it in buns, anything. And his fingers feel so nice on your scalp.

Knuckle kisses, hand kisses, kisses on the shoulders. All good. He loves to give them, loves to get them.

Literally, so wholesome with anything you two do. Just wants you to be happy.

He will eventually open up about his sister and Egypt, it just takes him some time. Polnareff is the type of guy to smile no matter what happens, focusing more on making other people happy than himself mostly because that’s what makes him happy; making people smile. However, once he does tell you everything, he knows he can trust you. He is instantly more comfortable with you, not that he wasn’t before, but now he feels like he doesn’t need to be overly happy.

He does all the chores around the house that you don’t want to do. He’ll cook for you, clean the house while you sit and relax on the couch.

Loves it when you help him with his hair or play with the bits that hang from his mullet-thing (I have no idea what to call it, but I love it)

100% would take baths with you. He’d buy rose petals, bubbling things, bath bombs, face masks with cucumbers. The whole shebang. Spa-day? Spa-day.

Like I said before in the little blurb thing. He’s so ticklish. Sides especially. He flops like a fish; just completely loses control of his body and flails. His feet are also ticklish. The best time to get him is when you’re in bed or on the couch; it’s when he’s his most vulnerable. Be warned, he will hold it against you and bring it up later, probably in the bedroom.

NSFW

Total switch energy, happy in either position, but walk into the bedroom with a leather harness on or something skin tight and he will forever be on his knees ready to do whatever you say. You may have to wipe the drool off his chin.

Tie him up. Please. Tell him he’s doing so well for you and it’ll last only a little while longer. Hook your finger under his chin, force him to look at you and smile oh so sweetly at him. He is putty in your hands.

Nipple play. Suck ‘em, pinch ‘em, pull ‘em, clamp ‘em. Oh, he loves it. Giving, receiving (Especially receiving. I mean have you seen the titties on this man? God.)

Also into using vibrators. On him, on you, anywhere. Loves when you tape it to the tip or use a vibrating cock ring until he’s made quite the puddle beneath him.

Polnareff looks up at you, mouth open and eyes full of want. His arms are tied behind him, with the rope ends attached to his ankles preventing him from moving and relieving pressure on his rock-hard cock. His muscles are shaking from too much strain.

You run a finger down his cheek and under his chin to soothe him.

“You’re doing so well, sweetheart. Do you think you can hold on a little longer? For me?” You coo in a hushed tone. He whines and nods his head frantically. It’s already been so long, but you can’t help relishing in his delicious suffering. “Why don’t we turn this up a little more, hm?” You held up the remote for the vibrator taped around the length of his cock.

You sit on the edge of the bed, a wicked smile on your lips as you turn the dial to a higher setting. His head drops and those delectable moans start falling freely from his throat, getting higher and higher the closer he got.

Man gets pegged/fucked in the ass (if you are a dick haver). I don’t know what else to say. Bend him over and slowly tease his prostate. Oh, he’s gone. His soul feels as though it’s left his body and the only thing that can bring him back is you whispering in his ear about how good he feels or how long you’ve been waiting to do this to him.

Now, when he is on top. Hooo, boy. He’s either a service dom, making sure you cum before he does, or he’s going to edge you until you beg. The third option is making you cum too much, but that’s reserved for… special occasions.

Like I said, will tape a vibrator to your genitals and leave you needing his touch while he practices drawing or studies something for Speedwagon Foundation.

Polnareff probably thinks he’s really good at oral, and with some practice he is, but once faced with the actual thing he just… doesn’t know what to do. Not in a bad way, he just wants to do really good for you and make you happy and all of that just really puts his brain into overdrive.

Once he gets over himself, oh. Ohhh. You’re in for a night. That tongue is just so nice. He likes to go slow, so usually oral is foreplay or a more lazy session. He’s a lot more dexterous with his fingers, so if he’s feeling a little more desperate, he’ll use those to get you off either massaging your g-spot or prostate for an endless amount of time until you make a mess of his face.

He likes things slow and sensual. Feeling up your body, pinching where he knows you love, gently nibbling on your neck and whispering how good you feel in your ear, or how he loves when you moan like that. Loves when you beg him to move faster.

Prefers missionary or cowgirl (riding) so he can see your face, but when you two are doing it doggy style, he’s usually doing it to prove a point. Like, when you’re extremely bratty that day and teasing him with little ghost touches, he’ll pin you down on the bed and slowly tease you to your finish, just to take it away from you.

Pulls your hair, but gently. Just enough to force your neck back, not enough to leave you sore or pull your hair out. Forces you to look at him while he takes you from behind

Gives you a nice, warm, relaxing bath after rougher sessions, massaging out any kinks you may have in your back or in your wrists. Loooves it when you give him the same attention.

#polnareff #jjba polnareff #polnareff x reader #jjba part 3 #n/s/f/w #polnareff not sfw #polnareff n/s/f/w #polnareff prompts #not sfw #sfw

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saturn-in-autumn · 5 years ago

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BRO your art and writing are both so good ajsbsjjs can I request a danny reveal to valerie? I would assume this would be a small drabble prompt but I'll let you choose how to do it and if you even want to do it in the first place whoops

ASDFGJHJK Thank you so much!

Omg, first off I am SO SO Sorry this took me so long to get back to you! It’s actually so bad... But I finally finished your request!! It took me a while to figure out how to phrase everything and get my head around it but I ended up getting a little carried away in the end, I’m sorry...

So here it is I suppose! I’ve also posted it to Ao3 here if you’d like to have a look, but it’s also under the cut if you want to read it on here!

Thank you so much for your patience, I only hope it was kind of worth it? Idk. I ended up writing a short story/one shot rather than a drabble haha, I just didn’t expect it to get so long! And thanks for the request idea!

- Fire and Water -

Valerie sometimes thought Danny was like water.

He was so perfectly clear somehow, an undisturbed lake shining in the moonlight. His iridescent blue eyes sometimes felt like they could see right through her, somehow sense exactly how she was feeling, understand her deepest secrets.

That eerie calmness rippled and cascaded through him, so clear and tranquil, yet so incredibly dangerous.

He had a depth that terrified her to no end, a feeling that if she dove down too deep he would overflow, drown her with his power. As if his little lake held all the fierce might of the sea.

(In which Danny has a secret to tell Valerie, but doesn't quite know how to go about it)

“Ugh, what am I supposed to do Tuck?” Danny groaned, resting his head on his elbows in the grimy corner booth.

Tucker shrugged, patting his back awkwardly in what he hoped was a comforting manner. “I don’t know man, I don’t have a murderous ghost-hunter for a girlfriend.”

Danny sighed, looking forlornly across the crowded restaurant of the Nasty Burger. Valerie was still standing by the till, laughing with some customer as she took their order. She was gorgeous even in the grease-stained yellow of the fast food uniform. Silently Danny watched as she tucked a stray strand of dark hair out of her eyes and looked away. He was such a loser.

“Hey… but then again, it’s not really our decision to make.” Sam’s voice cut through Danny’s musings and he looked up at her dolefully. “Whether or not you want to share it with her is up to you.” She took another slurp of her slushie and frowned. “I thought you had sworn not to. Why the sudden change?”

Danny looked away, straightening to peer out the window at the passers-by on the street. “I don’t know… I just feel… like it’s wrong to keep lying to her is all…” Danny could feel Sam and Tucker’s eyes on him as he sighed again, “Look, we’ve been going out for almost a year… That’s, like more than I’ve ever been in a relationship my whole life! Plus, even if she doesn’t know it, I know her secret, but she doesn’t know mine, I can’t help feeling like I’m cheating on her or something weird like that…”

“Danny…” Sam started but he continued.

“But at the same time, I’m terrified that if she finds out she’ll hate me y’know? Like… I don’t want to lose her in the process…”

“Look Danny, as the current female representative at the table.” Sam said, placing her drink firmly on the table to look at him in the eyes, “I can safely say that telling the truth is probably your best option. If she finds out and it’s not from you, it’ll probably hurt her a lot more than just coming clean.”

Tucker nodded, “You know, Sam’s right, if you really care about her what’s the worst that could happen?”

“The worst is that she’ll shoot an ecto-blast through my chest faster than I can say ‘Sorry’.” Danny moaned. “Or she’ll tell my parents or something… Then I’d really be dead meat.”

“And the best-case scenario is that she doesn’t mind.” Sam said with an eyebrow raised. “I’m sorry Danny, but if you guys really care about each other then keeping secrets probably shouldn’t be on the table. Valerie has a right to know if you’re hiding things from her, chances are she’ll figure it out sooner or later. Her aim’s getting better by the day.”

Danny winced, rubbing his upper forearm where the burn mark still stung.

Sam’s eyes softened and she reached over, taking his hand gently, “Danny I honestly think that anyone who knows you, the real you, won’t hate you no matter what you are. The real test is whether or not you think you can trust her enough to tell her and get away with it. She’s still the Red Huntress after all. I wouldn’t take this decision lightly.”

Danny nodded but smiled. “Would you guys mind though?”

Tucker blinked, “Dude, we’re your friends. If you want to date the most dangerous ghost-hunter in Amity Park we have your back. As Sam said, it’s you’re secret to share with whoever you want.”

Danny closed his eyes and stared at the ceiling, “Thanks guys…” he mumbled, glancing over to where Valerie was once again. It looks like she was packing up. “I think I’ll try and tell her tonight…”

At that Tucker’s eyes widened, “Wait, really? Like you don’t want to think about this a little more before you run in guns blazing?”

Danny blinked at him, “Well, I know it’s a little brash sure, but the sooner I do it the sooner I can sleep easy right? Whether she hates me or not I’ll at least know.”

Sam sat back, “You heard the man Tuck, if he’s stubborn enough he’ll do it.”

“Hey!” Danny said, sounding offended, “Okay maybe I’m not 100% on it, but I’ll feel better if I’m not lying to her. Besides…” He smiled slightly, “We’d kinda already had a date planned for tonight. I might as well make use of it…”

As if on cue Valerie walked over, she’d thrown a dark green jacket over the orange of her uniform that perfectly complimented her eyes. “Hey!” she said, arm raised and smiling, “You ready to go?”

“You bet!” Danny laughed, sliding past Tucker and leaving his money on the tray, “I’ll… talk to you guys later then?” He offered and Sam winked.

“Go get em’ tiger.”

Danny grinned, giving Valerie a quick peck on the cheek and the thumbs up to Tucker before the two of them walked out of the restaurant.

***

When they were gone Sam’s lips quirked into a smile, “He’s gonna die.” She chuckled, taking another slurp of her drink as she sat back in the booth.

“Wait what?” Tucker asked swinging his saucepan-sized eyes to her in disbelief, “What was all that about ‘accepting who you are’ then?”

Sam eyed him across the table, “You kidding? Valerie’s gonna stomp his heart into pieces with five-inch high stilettos, but even then, I doubt she’ll hate him for it.”

Tucker sighed and took another bite of his burger, “I don’t know. It’s just odd he has this sudden conviction to tell her everything. It’s a pretty big deal is all.”

Sam shrugged, “Yeah, but then again I guess it’s just a sign of how much she means to him. After all, he told us pretty soon after it y’know… happened…”

“Yeah but that’s different, we’re his best friends and you’re one of the main reasons he got his ghost powers in the first place. Plus, Valerie hated his guts on principle back then because she was still with the A-Listers… now she just hates him for different reasons…”

She scowled at him, but nodded, “Well then fine. Maybe he just wants to take their relationship up a notch. I don’t know why you’re having such a hard time with this Tucker, if Danny wants to go blabbering about his powers to people, he has his reasons for it. Despite appearances he’s not that much of an idiot to get caught by his parents or the GIW.”

“I know it’s just…”

“Ohhh,” Sam grinned, cutting Tucker off with a shit-eating grin. “Oh, I see, you’re jealous.”

“What!” Tucker shrieked, “Am not!”

“You’re jealous that Danny is opting to bring someone else in on the team, this was the same thing with Jazz! You’re too proud to admit that you like being a sidekick.”

“What!? Never. I’m Danny’s guy-in-the-chair! His wingman! His Q to his 007! It’s not like Valerie could—”

“Oh yeah totally, the Red Huntress with an arsenal of weapons and ghost-hunting experience would never take Tucker Foley’s precious slot as the guy-in-the-chair.”

“Fuck’s sake Sam.” Tucker spat, “I’m not jealous, and fine then, I don’t care who the hell Danny goes and talks to. Are you happy?”

“Ecstatically.”

“Fuck you.”

“Fuck me yourself coward.”

“I hate you so much…”

“I know. So… you down for Doomed later?”

He shrugged, standing up and throwing a few notes on the table, “Sure. I’ll catch you around 9.”

***

Danny hadn’t planned for this at all.

He mentally slapped himself as he and Valerie walked to the movie theatre, absentmindedly chatting as best he could about her day. The street was almost deserted at this time in the afternoon, couples walking to and from places, laughing as they held hands. Danny smiled. They were all so… alive.

Valerie said something and Danny watched her out of the corner of his eye. Her breath clouding in front of her face before hugging her jacket closer to her body and cupping frozen hands around a fresh cup of coffee to keep warm.

Amity Park in autumn was both beautiful and freezing with the golden brown and red of leaves staining the paths and parks like wounded soldiers on the fields of battle.

He would have shivered if he could.

As it was Danny looked away, the cold didn’t really seem to affect him in the same way anymore. A pang of guilt struck his chest as Valerie laughed at something, she sounded so happy. If only she knew who she was walking with…

After the movie, he vowed, after the movie I’ll tell her. She deserves to know.

“Hey! Are you even paying attention?” She asked and he blinked, startled out of his musings.

“Uh yeah, sure… what did you say again?”

She sighed throwing her hands up in exasperation, “Honestly, you can be so… distant sometimes. What the heck goes through your head anyways? Stuck in the stars again NASA boy?”

Danny laughed, “I guess you could say that…” Was he really that obvious?

“Well, I asked, what do you want to see?”

“Oh right!” Gazing up at the selection he paused, “I…” he bit his lip, his mind going blank, it didn’t feel right to choose… “I don’t mind, how about you pick?”

She looked at him sideways, “Man you’re acting jumpy today.” A gleam caught in her eye and Danny gulped, “How about a horror?”

“Uh well… if that’s…” Danny stumbled over his words.

“Great! Glad that’s decided. I want to get really scared tonight, two tickets to your most horrifying film my good sir!” She chimed to the guy behind the counter.

The guy looked them up and down but shrugged, “Cinema 5, have fun.”

***

Danny wasn’t really paying attention through the film.

Guilt was eating away at him, gnawing at the edges of his subconscious as Valerie laughed and jumped at the loud noises and crappy special effects that Hollywood perceived ghosts to be. Danny smiled absently, they really had no clue how wrong they were compared to the real thing.

She held his hand in the gentle darkness of the cinema, and Danny couldn’t help but look at her in the faint light from the screen. Her green eyes glistened with excitement and curiosity, taking in all she saw with such conviction.

He smiled, she was light, warm and comforting. Even as she gripped his ice-cold skin Danny couldn’t help but admire her. She laughed when she felt like it, got angry when she felt like it, smiled and danced in her own brilliant warmth. Danny’s eyes softened as he leaned into her touch, savouring this moment. Feeling her heartbeat through her skin.

She was dazzling.

Danny pulled away slightly, his eyes narrowing, but she was like fire to his ice. She melted him in ways she could never understand, but he was sure, he was frighteningly sure he was going to burn her irreversibly in the end.

But if that’s the way it had to be, then so be it.

“Hey Val?” He mumbled, leaning further into her shoulder in the gloom of the theatre, feeling her warmth against his cheek. She stopped gazing at the screen and turned to him, her eyes still dancing in that dull luminosity. Danny sighed, letting his dark hair fall into his eyes so she couldn’t see that he was on the verge of tears. “I’ve been… keeping something from you. For a long time now… I just… don’t know how to say it…”

He felt her shift under his weight, and he pulled away, looking in the opposite direction. She was looking at him, he could feel her green eyes taking him in and he felt his heart panged with annoyance. Annoyance at himself, at how weak he was.

“Danny…” Valerie started, and he looked at her, she was smiling softly in the light, “It’s okay, you don’t have to tell me anythi—”

“No, you deserve to know. But… maybe in a bit if that’s alright?” He grit his teeth and looked back up at the screen as the final scene began, he smiled sadly locking eyes with her. “I just… want this moment to last a little longer is all…”

***

Valerie sometimes thought Danny was like water.

He was so perfectly clear somehow, like an undisturbed lake shining in the moonlight. His iridescent blue eyes sometimes felt like they could see right through her, somehow sense exactly how she was feeling, understand her deepest secrets.

It was awe inspiring. Like Danny knew exactly where she went when she snuck out of class, knew her connection to ghosts and the other shadows of Amity Park. Knew who she really was.

But he never seemed to care. It was why, she supposed, she was so drawn to him in the first place. The eerie calmness that rippled and cascaded through him, so clear and tranquil, yet dangerously so. Pooling with something else.

A darkness. A depth that terrified her to no end, a feeling that if she dove too deep he would overflow, drown her with his power. As if his little lake held all the fierce might of the sea.

Why did that feeling surface now? That dread that crashed against the shoreline of her heart. Breaking the tension as Danny lead her out of the theatre and into the cool night air. What was this in her chest that felt like the pressure of being unable to breathe?

He laughed at something and Valerie felt a shift in the atmosphere as she looked at him in the light of the street, his blue eyes reflecting something she couldn’t see. Something beyond where they stood outside a bustling theatre.

“I want to show you something,” Danny said, there was a kind of relief to his words, like he’d been daring himself to say them. “But not here.”

He glanced at her and she felt that terrible drowning sense in her chest again as his clear-blue eyes softened in the moonlight. He looked… so sad, like this was somehow the last time she’d ever see him.

Danny stayed silent as they walked, weaving in and around the humdrum of pedestrians and life that flittered around them like moths to a flame.

She let him pull her along, feeling the familiar chill that buzzed between her fingertips of his skin brushing hers. He was so cold, so frozen in time. It gripped at her.

It was only now that she started to watch him in comparison to the people on the street. In his dark, navy jacket and worn jeans he stood out and blended in at the same time. Like he wasn��t meant to be there and was there all at once. It seemed unnatural somehow…

She shook her head, following him across the street to the park, letting the dull glow of the stars guide them along the cracked paths.

What was it he wanted to show her? And why did it feel like an ending and a beginning all at once? Her curiosity ate at her but if Danny was willing to show her, she would be patient.

The park seemed twisted at night time. The trees warped somehow in the dark, green grass glowing blue in the silver light of the moon.

Danny looked around and hurried on, pulling her up the hill to where a small crop of trees nestled between the undergrowth. There was no one around for miles but Danny seemed extra cautious, double and triple checking their surroundings to make sure they weren’t being followed.

“Danny, you’re scaring me you know that.” Valerie finally said, breaking the silence that had hung over them for so long.

He chuckled softly and came to sit next to her, looking out at the twinkling lights of the city spread out below them like a map. A perfect mirror for the stars above.

The throb of life buzzed about them, the shrieking of tyres, the chink of glasses and the laughter of people. The metropolis was a beating heart but here in this secluded tower, they watched it all in silence.

“I’m so sorry Val…” Danny finally said, and she looked at him as he laid back, staring upwards towards the sky. “I feel like I’ve been lying to you, from the very beginning.”

She wanted to interrupt, wanted to tell him what a mysterious jerk he was being and just to cut to the chase, but she said nothing, too entranced by the wandering lights that reflected in his irises.

“The truth is, that I…” Danny’s expression changed slightly, and his teeth gritted together. Whatever it was that he was trying to say to her, Valerie knew that it was probably something major.

“Danny… you don’t—”

“No, I do.” He said, pulling an arm across his eyes so that she couldn’t see him. “I have to tell you; cause otherwise you’re just going to find out from someone else and then I wouldn’t know what to do with myself.”

He sat up and turned to her, his dark hair framing his face as he gripped her shoulders. Her heart fluttered slightly in her chest; he was crying.

She watched as that perfectly clear water fell from his eyes, carving rivers in his pale skin. She felt something press against her lungs, that fear of drowning, and she opened her mouth to speak.

“I—”

“I love you…” Danny said, cutting her off, his head bowing as she blinked at his words, numbly they settled on her like falling snow as she felt her heart lighten. “I love you so much… That’s why it’s not fair to keep hiding myself, the real me, from you any longer.”

“Danny I—”

“No, Val, please, let me finish.” Danny looked at her and she felt a pang of guilt cross her chest. He smiled, such a sad smile, as he continued. “Val, I love you. I didn’t think I would fall for someone so hard as I do for you… you’re incredible you know that? You’re so strong and dazzling to look at it hurts my eyes.”

She felt her eyes widen but he continued, “Ever since I met you, you’ve shown me time and time again how great you really are. And quite frankly, I don’t think I deserve you. But I wanted to tell you that I love you. Let you know how much you truly mean to me so that you don’t lose sight of who I am.”

Danny looked at her, “I’m an idiot you know that? I’m such a complete and utter loser that I take so much of what I have for granted. Sam and Tucker have always told me so and that’s why I want to stop hiding from you Valerie. Because I care too much for you to continue acting, continue pretending that I’m alright.”

Danny began to shake as he spoke and she shifted closer to him, wrapping an arm around his shoulders and pulling him in close to her as a smile lifted her face. “Hey. Look at me,” he lifted his eyes to hers and Valerie smiled, “You know, if you’re scared to tell me you don’t have to Danny. Cause…” She felt light, “Because I love you too.”

He blinked at her and smiled, “I was afraid of that…”

She laughed, “Oh yeah and why’s that wisecrack?”

He smiled but didn’t laugh. “Because of who… no that’s not right… because of what I am Val.”

She stopped laughing, he was dead serious, she gripped her chest, that tightness was suffocating now. The fun-loving idiot she had fallen for seemed to melt off him as his eyes narrowed, turning to her fully to look at her dead in the eyes. “Val, I don’t want you to think any less of me, I really and truly want us to continue being close, I want to hold your hand and laugh, go see movies and continue living like this with you for the rest of my life…”

Wait. What was he saying? What did he mean by…

“But, Valerie Grey. I can’t keep hiding forever. I brought you here tonight to tell you something about myself that I can’t share lightly with anyone. But you have to promise to trust me, promise me Val. Please promise me that you won’t think any less of me for it and that you won’t tell anyone else... please this is important.”

She felt the pressure in her lungs choking her now, but she nodded, why was she so scared? So utterly terrified that she might lose him? “I promise. I promise, whatever you want to tell me it’s okay Danny. It’s okay, you can tell me…”

Danny smiled and nodded, his shoulder’s sagging as he did so as if all the tension released from him in one motion. Like he had been waiting his whole life to hear those words. “Val… I…maybe it’s easier if I show you instead?”

She blinked but nodded, allowing him to let go of her as she sat back.

Danny looked at her, she was so perfect, sitting there patiently waiting for him to show her what he meant. He closed his eyes and looked to the stars, here goes nothing…

“Val, I’m so sorry…” he whispered, and triggered his transformation.

Valerie watched in mild horror as the light sparked around his mid-section, twin-rings expanding at his waist.

Wait what?

They broke and spilt, traveling over his body slowly as he stood there, changing him.

What’s happening?

Danny sighed at the feeling of relief, the cool sensation of weightlessness taking hold as the rings reached the base of his neck with a rush of adrenaline.

Valerie felt her hands fly to mouth to cover the shriek of shock as Phantom touched down lightly in front of her. His skin glowing in the eclipse of the moon, the black jumpsuit replacing the familiar jeans and jacket Valerie knew so well…

She stumbled, her mind racing a marathon as her heart banged so hard against her chest, she swore it was audible. No. No this couldn’t be right… Danny was… Danny was?

He looked at her with that same sad smile and she allowed herself to gasp. The clear blue of his eyes now glimmering green like emeralds against the sky.

He sunk to his knees and looked away; he’d ruined it hadn’t he? The curling white of his hair intermingling with the evening breeze. Looking down almost resentfully at the snow-white gloves that adorned his hands. “I’m so sorry…” His voice echoed across the space between them and Valerie inadvertently shivered. “I’m so sorry Val…”

Valerie just sat there, staring blankly at the scene in front of her as Phantom… no Danny, hung his head in his hands. She reached out, but paused, no this couldn’t be right… This was all a big misunderstanding, right? A joke?

She pulled her hand back, cupping it against her chest. But it felt so real, so obvious that she mentally cursed herself for being so stupid.

Danny Fenton, Danny Phantom, he’d barely even changed his name. She blinked, observing the shape of his face, the style of his hair, it was all the same, all exactly the same… But even then… Danny couldn’t be a ghost! Surely not… surely… and of all ghosts Phantom? The town hero? Her ultimate enemy? It couldn’t possibly be real; this couldn’t possibly be happening right now…

“You’re probably wondering what happened right?” Valerie snapped her attention towards him as he laughed dryly, the sound was grating, so completely alien to her, “That’s usually the first question I get asked…”

She nodded, she felt so numb.

“It was the Fenton Portal.” He smiled, the white of his hair playing on the breeze like snow, “Mum and Dad couldn’t get it working so I thought it was safe enough to look inside… I… it turned on while I was in there…”

Valerie shuddered, phantom screams of Danny being electrocuted rattling her skull as if she’d been there herself. That was how he’d died? Screaming and alone?

“I’m so sorry Val…” He said again, looking at her, she jolted at the green of his eyes, but he continued, “I’m so sorry you had to find out, but I couldn’t lie to you forever. I just couldn’t keep pretending it was all fine considering our… history…”

A sharp pain rippled through her heart as she realised that he did know. Of course he did. Phantom had known she was the Red Huntress from the beginning, and yet even after every fight they’d had, every insult and curse she’d flung his way… Danny still continued loving her, being around her even then. Even then…

She felt cheated slightly, like he’d known her deepest secret for so long that it wasn’t fair she didn’t know his in return. But she stopped, hadn’t that been the point though? What would she have done if she’d known earlier? What good would it have done to know?

She reached for him cautiously and he flinched as she touched his shoulder. He was so cold, so incredibly cold but she gripped him, feeling the static of ectoplasm under her fingertips as she turned him to her.

His eyes were wide, but she smiled slightly, pulling him down into her, drawing him into a hug.

He was like ice against her, buzzing with electricity and energy that was the only way he could survive. “You’re so stupid you know that?” She felt him twitch slightly against her but she smiled, “I can’t imagine what it was like… what you must go through every day Danny… knowing that there is this side to you that you can’t share with anyone…”

“You’re not scared? Or angry? You don’t hate me, do you?” He sounded so timid, like a frightened child.

She thought about it, sure, she was certainly angry. But not as much as she’d expected, she laughed slightly, she hadn’t planned on this when she finally had Phantom in her grasp.

“Danny… I… don’t think I do… You never told me the truth because I never gave you a reason for it. I was so completely bent on destroying you that I don’t know… I lost sight on what I was fighting… but I’m glad you waited until now to tell me…”

He pulled back from her slightly so she could see his face, “You mean that?”

She nodded, “If I had found out earlier, I might have blasted you to bits. But as it stands… I’m…” she grinned, “I’m really glad I got to know you, Danny Fenton.”

He blinked at her reaction, pulling back further so that they were at eye level. “I…” he started but she pushed a finger to his lips.

“Let me finish loverboy. I believed ghosts were… well monsters. Bent on destroying this world and everyone in it, senseless and unstoppable monsters and nothing more… I never let my guard down, never let anyone see me weak. Until you Danny. I let you in and now, you’ve let me in. And that means so much more than I think you realise. Don’t get me wrong, I’m pretty shocked, and it’s gonna take me a week to digest all of this… but I love you Danny. You, no matter what you are.”

His eyes widened and he laughed, the familiar sound tinkling against her making her smile.

Valerie didn’t exactly know how she found himself in the position she was in next, but all she felt was the soft press of lips against hers and she wrapped her arms tightly around Danny, feeling light as air. She slipped her hands from his waist to over his shoulders, pushing in for the kiss. Danny felt like his world had exploded into stars, she tasted like strawberries and sunlight mixed together in utter happiness. And Valerie smiled against him, he tasted like static but she didn’t care. Danny could’ve stayed like that forever, and he probably would’ve if Valerie didn’t slip her hands off of him and gently push away.

She smiled, the heavy fear had lifted from her chest and she sighed as it dispersed. The clear water moving in it’s wake.

“So what do we do now?” She asked and Danny blinked, smiling softly as he scratched the back of his neck sheepishly.

He looked to the stars, feeling lighter than ever, “I don’t know.”

“Well, Phantom, how about a truce to begin with.” She winked and Danny laughed, getting to his feet he took her hand and pulled her up with him.

“My my, the Red Huntress herself is offering a ceasefire? I never thought I’d see the day!”

“Oh hush, I can still shoot you.”

He gulped but nodded, a bright smile lighting up his face as he began to float slightly off the ground.

“Not for nothing,” she murmured, eying the space between his feet and the ground warily, “But how about you… uh… what’s the word you use? Switch back? Cause if you walk me home in that state, I think my dad’s gonna have to bring out a little heavier an artillery than a shotgun.”

Danny nodded, touching down without a word, feeling the rings of light split around his waist again as the world held weight once more.

Valerie gasped as Phantom fell away but regained her composure, “Somehow I don’t think I’ll ever get used to that…” she muttered, and he laughed, his blue eyes sparkling.

“Val… I’m… I’m really happy with how tonight went…” Danny grinned as they walked back towards the path, “But you’re sure that you’re okay with this whole… me being Phantom thing?”

She hummed in thought but nodded, “Yeah, but you’re going to have to answer a bunch of questions I have about yourself and the other ghosts. Plus,” she winked at him, “I still expect to be able to fight. Treat me as an equal ghost boy, I refuse to be your sidekick.”

Danny laughed but waved a hand, “Oh don’t worry, I think Tucker wouldn’t talk to me again if I let you have that role.”

“Then that’s settled then… shall we—”

Danny’s breath misted in front of his face and Valerie stiffened as a wave of static swept the park. “Oh no,” she mumbled, a sensor beeping quietly on her watch as she reached for her backpack, flicking the switch on the underside.

He speeder hit the ground and Valerie’s eyes narrowed as she pulled down her hood, snapping the butt of her ecto-gun against her palm as she whirled to Danny.

He was already in fighting mode, the human boy she’d fallen for melting away as the half-ghost hero Phantom stood by her side. Just as a massive, bloated figure rounded the corner ahead of them.

She looked at him a smile playing on her lips, “You ready ghost boy?”

He grinned, “You bet, partner.”

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Survey #303

“if i can’t be loved, then i’ll be hated”

What color are your glasses, if applicable? Black. Candy corn or conversation hearts? They're both gross, don't make me pick between garbage. Do you own a lot of earrings? Not really after I weeded them out before moving. What did your backpack in high school look like? I dare say I had the dopest backpack of them all. It looked like a massive Ouija board, and the zipper was the planchet (sp?). Have you ever been to a rave? Nah. What is your favorite art medium? I have a particular fondness of oil paintings. They tend to look so smooth, and you can achieve incredible realism with them. How far away is the nearest hospital from you? Not even five minutes, I think. Who was the last person you visited in a hospital? My mom. What is your favorite car color? Pink, duh. How did you learn to type? We actually had a class specifically for typing in middle school. What style of wedding dress do you want? I don't have that set in stone yet, but I really do love ballgown dresses with long trains as well as a-lines with a moderate train. I love a lot, except really for mermaid dresses. Do you fit into any stereotype, or are you non-stereotypical? I don't know if I fit perfectly into any and really don't care. Would you want your first child to have your hair color? ???? I don't care about their hair lol?????? It would depend on the hypothetical father, in which case I'd probably find it cute, but this is so, so unimportant. Do you enjoy writing in cursive? Yeah, it just feels good and flowy to me. What is your favorite hair color? Natural? Probably blonde with natural darker undertones throughout. I like blonde hair because it's far easier to dye, haha. Now, if we're including DYED hair, rose gold or pastel pink is *chefs kiss* What is your favorite eye color? Sapphire blue, probz. Would you put your birthday on a different day if you could? Nah, it's fine where it is. What holiday is your birthday closest to? Valentine's. Do you vent on social media a lot? NOOOOOOOO. I barely post ANYTHING about myself on social media because I feel like I'm being annoying, self-absorbed, find anything I do actually interesting, or don't want people to think I'm a whiner. All I ever really do on social media is share or reblog funny shit, things I love, stuff I find relatable or inspirational, educational, important for whatever reason, etc... Do you have abusive parents? I am very thankful to say no. Is your house haunted? Doesn't seem like it. What's your favorite thing to watch on YouTube? I'm in a real WoW-related phase lately... Watching my favorite streamers, gold farming guides, and other various aspects of the game. What are five health problems that you have? I talk about the mental issues enough, so I guess I'll talk about physical stuff here. Uhhh I have very low blood pressure (it's a med side effect), I have extremely weak legs following muscle atrophy, I have bad tremors, especially in my hands (amplified by medication once again), maybe TMI but we're adults here and it's a legit issue that I have chronic and severe conspitation, aaaand then of course I have hyperhidrosis (excessive sweating) to a fucking outrageous and also humiliating degree. Ooooonce again as a prescription side effect. This answer made meds sound kinda bad, I know, but really, I'd rather have the will to live and just have to deal with these than want to die everyday and not. Do you have surgery coming up? No, let's keep it that way until I lose enough weight and when I am 110% getting loose skin removal. Which family member(s) do you look the most like? My sisters, ig. People say my mom also, but I honestly don't see it. Have you ever cried while watching a YouTube video? Yeah, usually just in let's plays, but it's happened for other reasons. Are you missing a website that just shut down? Nah, none that I know of. NO. FUCKING WAIT. So, when my laptop was fixed, a LOT of shit was wiped from it, and that included all of my goddamn Lightroom editing presets. The site they were from no longer exists, so I had to use a different, pretty sub-par one to install at least a few because it helps me get a start on editing the photograph and leaning towards the "vibe" I want before spending like 15+ minutes tuning it myself. Would you be a barefoot bride? No. Which would you rather name your daughter: Eliana, Echo, Emerald, or Ellery? Ohhh, I like these. I think I prefer "Eliana," but "Echo" is a close second. "Ellery" is nice, but it sounds too much like "celery" to name my kid that lmao. Which would you rather name your son: Maverick, Matthew, or Moses? Ugh, none, honestly. But "Matthew" wins. When was the last time you gave a speech? Like a *legit" speech? Probably not since uhhh... I guess when I argued my disability case at court? Does that even count? Have you ever been in a stampede? Well, never seen this'n in a survey before, so good job, lol. No. If you were a fairy, what color would you like your wings to be? It would depend on what I wore, really. And my hair. But probably light pink. Would you rather name your son Storm, Skylar, Sorin, or Solomon? "Sorin." "Skylar" is SO Southern, and "Solomon" sounds like the creepy kid all his classmates avoid and I ain't putting my kid through that. Did you read a devotional this morning? Not my jam. Would you rather be named Arizona, Alaska, Cali, or Georgia? Hm... "Alaska" is actually kinda cool???? And I'm white as fuck so lol????? I wouldn't mind to nickname of "Ally," anyway. Are you repulsed by ugly reptiles? lololol bro get out Did all your friends know about your first crush or was it a secret? I was definitely secretive and shy about it when I first started getting crushes. Do you ever feel insecure about going out without makeup? I feel insecure either way, so... How many different natural hair colors are there in your immediate family? So, this is a hard question to answer. My mom was born with brown hair, but it darkened to almost black; only her daughter Katie inherited that. By some genetic magic, Dad had blond hair as a kid, but it also turned black. Like... how?????? I was born with dirty blonde hair like him, and mine turned an average brown with age. My immediate sisters have always had brown hair. What is your favorite online game? World of Warcraft is ballin'. Would you ever want to be famous and sign autographs? Ha, the idea of signing autographs is awful... I can't physically write very long without my carpal tunnel flaring up. Do you like your shirt to be loose or tight? LOOSE. Especially as a bigger person, tight shirts are just really uncomfortable. What is your favorite Spanish name? I don't know nearly enough to answer this. Would you rather visit Asia or Europe? I think Asia is, in general, more interesting and prettier as a whole, but I guess I'm drawn to European culture being more like my own and there are specific locations I'm interested in, like Germany or Scotland. So to answer the question, I guess Europe wins. Are there any Asians in your family? I don't believe so. Have you ever had colored braces? Haha yeah, I did that when I had them. Do you take birth control pills? Yes, just for period cramps. Without them, they can be immobilizing for me. If you live in the USA: do you feel free and safe? Ha, no. Well, not *entirely*. Have you ever been sick on your birthday? I was recovering from the stomach virus, if that counts. As in I still got sick the day before and felt iffy on my actual bday. 17th, I think? Is talking about your past painful for you? Yes. Are you a member of any support groups online? I'm a member of The Mighty site, if that counts. When I'm feeling very, very sound of mind and helpful without all the negativity being a detriment to myself, I do like going on there and trying to help or comfort people. Have you ever called a suicide hotline? Yes, and the line was busy, and that's when I decided I was a goner. Do you ever fantasize about revenge? I uhhhhh... sometimes. What's a movie you would recommend to someone who never watches movies? Ohhh, that's hard. I don't really watch movies either, and I'm trying to think of one that essentially anyone would like, so hm. Oh, Coco is absolutely a possibility. That movie touched me so, so deeply and is high on my favorites list. It's impossible to not feel the emotions. Do you want to have grandkids? Hell, I don't want kids. Do you want to be an aunt or uncle? I already am one, and I love being an aunt. Who was your favorite Spice Girl? I don't remember their names or characters in general. Did you make a lot of home videos growing up? I mean *I* didn't, but Mom filmed quite a few. Do you enjoy babysitting? NO. What's an unpopular opinion that you have? Avoiding some political ones, uhhhh. OH. HERE'S ONE. THE SCENE AESTHETIC IS FUCKING CUTE AND NOT CRINGEY AND YOU CAN FIGHT ME ABOUT IT. Are you attracted to the opposite gender, same gender, or both? Both are A+. Was your first crush on someone of the same gender or opposite? Opposite. As a kid, I didn't even fathom the concept that women could date women. What is something you'll never eat again? Why? Brussel sprouts. Fucking disgusting. What is currently happening that is scaring you? Besides the very obvious answer of "Covid," I worry about my mom a lot. She's so weakened after all the chemo and meds and can do literally less than I can without heavily breathing and sweating. I just worry a lot that cancer will return sooner than we hope; I don't want it to EVER come back, but doctors say it is very, very likely at one point or another because she was so very close to Stage 4. What would be your personal hell? Being completely and entirely isolated forever while somewhere hot and humid, lol. And play one of my trigger songs on repeat eternally. What made the "weird kid" at your school weird? There was this poor guy named Alfred that was VERY clearly depressed out of his mind, and I heard him speak maybe once through all of high school, and the entire class couldn't believe it. He always sat way in the back and never smiled. I wonder how he is nowadays. What is a word you personally find offensive? "Retarded" personally offends me the most when misused and spoken as an insult. What instantly puts you to sleep? Now that is HARD to do; I have a ridiculously hard time going to sleep. The easiest way though would probably be me being drained from an emotional breakdown. That is so exhausting that I'm capable of crashing pretty fast and hard. What song is in a language you don't speak, but you love it anyway? I adore Rammstein, so there's plenty. I'll probably say "Donaukinder" is their best. What is something you would like to do if you weren’t judged for doing it? I keep that I RP a complete secret in my "real" life for this reason unless it's like, pried out of me. What's a movie you think everyone should watch? Why that one? Johnny Got His Gun. See how goddamn disgusting war is. What was the most unexpected good thing that's ever happened to you? Ha, realizing I was bisexual after once being homophobic. What is the funniest fact you know? Oh man, I know a lot of random trivia shit, really, so it's hard to say. Maybe that quokkas throw their offspring at predators to distract and escape from them... As awful as that is, c'mon, you gotta admit it's funny and shocking with just how adorable they are. What was your 'mic drop' moment? Oh, I don't know. Possibly when I publicly came out as bi on Facebook and made it abundantly clear that I gave no shits about some homophobic friends and family & I was beyond willing to let anyone's ass go over it. What's the kindest way a stranger has treated you? I remember as a kid at McDonald's, the woman in front of our car paid for our food; apparently seeing a mom, dad, and three kids in a van was enough that she wanted to just be kind and give us a smile. We have no idea who she was, never saw her face or anything, she was just a sweet woman. What is the biggest design flaw of your body? Okay, I'm going to let go of all hatred for my body weight-wise and just think of this as from a strictly natural design perspective, in which case I'd say my toes are too small. What age are you afraid of turning and why? 30, because I'm terrified of getting there and seeing I've possibly gone nowhere. What is the strangest thing you have ever felt? I'm keeping this question in just because I think there could be some interesting answers for others, but I'm witholding my answer because nobody wants or needs to know lmao. What makes someone immediately unlikable? Acting better than others and belittling. Who's a villain you sympathize with and why? D A R K I P L I E R because of his origins and overall purpose and just simply existing. What is something you regret to NOT have done? I have this oddly weird regret of not going like, all-all the way with He Who Shall Not Be Named????? Idk why though????? Considering I loved him way too much and I was a reckless and impulsive person who probably at some point would have wound up accidentally pregs????? What a fuckin trip that woulda been. What movie changed your life for the better? None have really "changed my life." What book you think should be directed as a film? Oh, idk. Most I can think of have been. Of all the decades you've lived in, which one have you liked best? The 2000s, probably. A carefree kid. How are you doing today? I'm exhausted. While out with Mom and my sisters yesterday, we got behind a van whose driver was obviously drunk or high off his goddamn ass, and he was swerving EVERYWHERE, nearly shoving so many cars off the road. Mom called 911 to get in contact with highway patrol to report his dumb fucking ass in. I was having an absolute panic attack and cried quietly like the entire 45 or so minute drive home. I was just so, so upset because this is why I don't fucking drive, and I felt like I'd made my sister (who was driving) mad because she had to firmly tell me I had to calm down (I was hyperventilating and talking to myself to try to calm down) if she was going to focus and keep us safe. She later ensured me she wasn't mad, but I still wasn't the same the entire rest of the day. Anyway, I slept hard last night but had two nightmares, so I'm still really tired today. I'm trying to keep myself really distracted. What's something your relatives don't know about you? A whole lot really, considering beyond my very immediate family, I see almost nobody because they live many states away. What's something your parents did, which you have sworn never to do? Mom would spank us or slap an arm pretty hard if my sisters or I misbehaved or "disrespected" her by "talking back." I'm not having kids, but I would never, ever, ever, put my hands on them in any way that isn't loving. You do not teach children via inflicting fear. I also have this probably overly strong aversion to beer because that's what Dad always drank as an alcoholic. I'll probably never try it, not that I really want to because it smells awful. What's the most annoying thing your pet does? I feel like "annoying" is the wrong word for this, but Roman (my cat) can be incredibly demanding of attention and to lie on me when I'm on the laptop in bed, and sometimes I just want space and be able to clearly see the screen, haha. He will legit meow like a baby and gently swat my arm sometimes if I try to keep him back. Heeee usually gets his way. As for Venus (snek), she does nothing "annoying" either, but rather a bit concerning to a snake mom: she is usually very slow to find and strike her food. I feed her frozen/thawed mice, and she will first slither around her entire cage, tongue flicking and clearly looking for her food, even though I always place it atop the same spot on her hide, and she can have her head RIGHT beside it and still do nothing. She ultimately generally eats (as a ball python though, she's a picky eater and will occasionally reject a meal), but I of course wonder why she's odd about dinnertime... As a champagne, she does have the notorious "spider gene" in her, which can cause neurological issues, but idk if something like this could be related.

#survey #surveys #questions #lyrics: ''rise rebel resist'' by otep

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lala-pipo · 4 years ago

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(1) Hiii~~! Cricket anon is here to drop some love and comments :D It’s been a while, actually right? Work has kept me busy into late nights everyday, including the weekends recently, but finally things are starting to calm down a little bit! To be perfectly honest, I jumped into reading chapter 5, probably with some things that I have forgotten in the previous chapters, so I’m gonna have to read all the previous chapters before I continue to chapter 6 lol

Cricket Nony!!!! Glad to hear back from you! ♥ I was already worried and thought something might have happened to you or you just hated how this story developed so far so you decided to fly away. I’m relieved to see that neither seems to be the case! I’m sorry that work has been so busy for you these past few weeks, I hope it will get better, so you have some more time for yourself!

I will put everything under a cut to not overwhelm everybody’s timeline. ^^

(2) Either way, it’s gonna work out well since I was planning to re-read the story in order to show you the parts where I snorted or cringed lol so chapter 6 comments might be a long read tbh hahaha also also, you mentioned that chapter 4 is full of foreshadowings and chapter 6 has a scene in which makes you feel sad? even though it’s not a sad scene? so I’ll probably try to figure that out and be on a full detective mode tbh ahaha

(3) although, I do find one particular scene in chapter 5 kinda sad? the part where Taemin is waiting around for Jonghyun like a puppy, honestly I don’t remember if it happened in the previous chapters, but did Jonghyun did the same thing to Key? hmm maybe perhaps some parallelism? chapter 5 had some sexy smut times yes yes, hahaha it was unexpected tbh, I thought maybe it’ll continue to be smut-less for like maybe 3 chapters? or maybe some sexy times but not jongtae?

(4) idk why like the ending of chapter 4 kinda gave me the no more jongtae sexy vibes until one of them gets jealous or something hahahah and Key-Taemin moment in the kitchen, we didn’t really get to see a lot of Key in the previous chapters too, so this was sort of the first time I got to see his character from himself? I’m not sure if I explain it well, but it’s not Minho or Onew or Jonghyun describing him? or not maybe I'm forgetting something though lol

(4) Alsooo, this might be just me, but the way Onew and Minho are kind of giving this advice? to Taemin, idk why it gave me this ominous feeling like something big is going to happen soon, like you know the tension is rising and it’s that part of the movie where it’s past halfway less than 3/4 to finishing that you know that the character will hit rock bottom soon? But then, we are still only in chapter 5 so I’m not even sure lol

(5) ouououo the rooftop scene was not in the original draft for chapter 4 ohhh whaaaat :O I really like the rooftop scene, like it brought back the playfulness of the jongtae friendship?thing? that we are starved of during the no-sex-cold-war time, if it even makes sense lol btw I also love reading comments on chapters that I just read, since other people were able to capture details that I missed out on when I read the chapter; there are just countless of possible interpretations :O

(6) Hhahah yeah 9 more months of Dorm Life, is it 8 months left now? hahah like always, I’ll be looking forward for each one of your updates ~~ I love reading your stories! for now though, I’ll be re-reading Dorm Life, I feel like I might have created scenes in my head that did not actually happen in the story lol it’s definitely gonna affect when I read further into the story later omg hahah

(7) I feel like I didn’t really comment a lot on the chapter 5 specifically this time, since I am not even sure if my interpretation on some scenes were based on things that did or did not happen in the previous chapters lol Anyways!! I hope you are staying safe! Don’t forget to wash your hands and wear a mask when you go outside! I’ll come back after the release of chapter 6 with probably a long essay lol I feel like my asks are getting longer and longer each time hahaha - cricket anon

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I don’t even know where to start. I guess from the beginning. ^^

(2) That’s a big endeavor. But maybe rereading everything until now will showcase Taemin’s development a little better. Please let me now, if rereading the first five chapters changed your perspective on some of the things. ^^ I will post chapter 6 tomorrow, so you can see for yourself if there is a sad scene in it, which isn’t sad in itself. ^^ (3) There are a lot of parallels between Jonghyun’s behavior towards Kibum and Taemin’s behavior towards Jonghyun, yeah, it’s more or less intentional. Believe me, there will be a long JongTae drought in this story (I don’t think drought is the right word because it would imply that they are apart - which they aren’t - but yeah - let’s leave it like that), so the beginning of chapter 5 needed to exist for my inner peace. Haha *hides in shame* (4) No, you are absolutely right about that. Key didn’t get much of screen time in this story so far (on purpose – because Taemin’s not a fan of him and this is Taemin’s POV after all).^^ It will also stay like this for the remaining chapters. He’s always just a character everyone talks about with him being barely present. ^^ (4) Chapter 7 and 8 (and 9) will be the defining chapters for Taemin’s development in some way, so please persevere just a little more. I don’t know if I said that this in a previous ask, but the thing about advices is; people tend to give a lot of really bad ones. I think in fics people always give perfect advice and everything goes well, but in reality there is so much bad advice given, so I wanted to go down that route a little. So a lot of advice Taemin gets in this story is absolute nonsense when one continues reading. :’D (5) I already told @hwarang-number_number (who is investing so much time into this story and to whom I will be forever thankful) that I skipped a lot of scenes in my first draft, since Dorm Life was only written for my own entertainment and therefore I added all the missing scenes in my head while reading (since I’m the writer this was no problem) but when I figured I want to share this story with the world I realized that people can’t see in my head and fill the missing parts by themselves (I mean, maybe they could – but maybe they would do it differently than I intended) – so the three weeks between chapters is spent with me trying to fill all the gaps. e.g. I added over 10k to chapter 7 – another reason why it takes longer for updates. Chapter 8 and 9 will be the hardest challenge for me when it comes to additions (I’ve been scared of them since day one), and I’m already frightened to post chapter 9. :’D I always love reading hwarang_number’s comments on the chapters, she has a very keen eye for the smallest details, it surprises me every time I give her a new chapter to read. And you are right, everyone pays attention to different things, so reading someone else’s interpretation is always fun, I wish people would do that more. ^^ (6) I made myself a posting schedule and if things go as planned *knocks on wood* the last chapter will be posted in March (schedule – posting 1 chapter every 3 weeks) so it’s just six months! :D I would love to know what scenes you might have created in your head lmao. ^^ I guess that can happen with stories. Please keep safe as well and take good care of yourself! ^^

#cricket nony #ask #dorm life #non-fic post #Anonymous

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fridgewheatfield · 5 years ago

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Fridgewheatfield 2019 GOTY Awards

Normally I would go through the TGA nominations and give my thoughts on who the winner of each was for me. But 2019 kinda sucked for games imo, and I didn’t play very many. So instead, I want to highlight 5 games I really loved this year and give them each their own award. So here they are:

Best AAA Game: God of War (2018)

This game really took me by surprise. I got it in the Summer for 50% off and hoped it would scratch an itch that I knew a 3rd BOTW playthrough wouldn’t quite scratch. I didn’t expect much from it except for maybe some fun gameplay, since I had never played another game in the series, but it won a lot of GOTY awards in 2018, so I figured it was worth a try for the discount.

This game floored me. I was enamored from start to finish. The environments, the story, the characters, and especially the gameplay had me glued to this game for 10 hours a day for almost a week. I have never felt such guilt from shafting irl responsibilities in order to play a game. The graphics are among the best of this generation. The world building and main quest line kept me interested and actually listening the entire time. The relationship between Kratos and Atreus was strangely relatable, but never had me siding with one character over the other for too long. And the combat is probably the most immersive, diverse, and fast-paced of any game I’ve played. I fought thousands of enemies and I wouldn’t be surprised if there were only a few enemies that I actually killed in the exact same ways. This game was a huge pleasant surprise for me, and the ending pushed its hypothetical sequel near the top of my list of most anticipated games. 10/10

Most Satisfying: A Hat in Time

A Hat in Time finally came to Switch this year after what felt like an eternity. I was waiting for this game to come to Nintendo since the Kickstarter was announced. Before we knew about Mario Odyssey or Yooka-Laylee, it was refreshing to see that anybody still had interest in reviving the genre of game I loved most as a kid.

This game is EXACTLY what I wanted it to be: A love letter to every Gamecube game I played ad nauseum. A Hat in Time masterfully blends the freeform movement of Mario Sunshine, an art style inspired by Wind Waker, and the charming dialogue of Thousand Year Door to create a game that starts at a 10 and never lets you down. There must have been 20 times during this game where I said to myself, “I hope this game [does this],” and the game followed through with shocking consistency. With customization, easter eggs, references, and humor stuffed into every mission, this game reminded me of everything I loved about the games I grew up with. But this game isn’t just bells and whistles, it also features some of the most engaging level design of any 3D platformer I’ve played. A train murder mystery, a free-roam around a cruise ship paradise run by uwu-speaking seals, and genuinely one of the scariest segments in any game I’ve played were some of the highlights. But none of this game’s 30+ main missions ever disappointed. While the graphical quality and technical performance were less than stellar, everything that the game WANTED to be more than made this game an easy 9/10.

Funniest Game: Untitled Goose Game

I never understood all the buzz about this game leading up to its release. You’re just a goose? What do you even do?

I was skeptical, but this game did not let me down. There was something strangely hilarious about stealing everyone’s stuff and annoying them for no reason other than to cross off a to-do list. Maybe it was imagining the humans’ perspective. Maybe it was the spastic piano score that only played when you did anything. But whatever it was, this game had me cracking up for its entire 2 hour duration. You can’t deny that the price is a bit steep for such a small game, but the amount of enjoyment I got from an afternoon with this game left me satisfied with my purchase. And with fun secret challenges to discover along the way and to struggle with after the credits, leaving me saying “Ohhh I didn’t think to do that!”, Goose Game is just enough of a game to justify everything that it has going on. 9/10

Most Fun Bad Game: Animal Crossing Pocket Camp

The OG followers will remember when this was a New Leaf blog, and you best believe it will be a New Horizons blog when the time comes. I hated this game when it came out in 2017. I thought it was a boring, empty waste of time that did nothing for fans of the series. But after numerous updates and quality of life changes that I totally missed the boat on, Pocket Camp actually became worth spending time on. I jumped back into this game following the post-E3 hype for New Horizons, and I’ve logged in every day since.

I won’t mince words, this game is bad. It’s nefarious, predatory mobile game practices at its most kawaii. But damn if I don’t love these new furniture sets they introduce every few weeks. I love piecing together the new items I get from each set or event to make a camp that I’d enjoy spending time in. I’ve spent more money than I care to admit on Pocket Camp’s take on loot boxes (not bank-breaking, but more than I’m proud of). But I honestly can’t say I regret any microtransaction I’ve made. I’ve had a lot of fun with this game in the past few months, and getting everyone I know back into it alongside me made it even better, just like previous Animal Crossing games. The crux of the enjoyment is still sharing your designs and collections with your friends, just like always. And that was Animal Crossing enough for me. Not giving this one a score because its still a scummy mobile game, but if you haven’t played this game since launch, redownload it and give it a look-through.

Best Game I Played in 2019: Banjo-Kazooie

Everyone knows how good this game is. I played it as a kid, and I’ve known my entire life that this game is great. I’ve reminisced with friends about this game, I’ve watched countless Let’s Plays, and I’ve sung its praises as the best 3D platformer there is.

But I hadn’t ever actually beaten it until this past Summer.

And it turns out that I didn’t even know how right I was all these years. Banjo-Kazooie is a perfect game. Every level is meticulously crafted to be unique, interesting, and just big enough to where they’re fun to explore, but small enough to where there is no empty space. Banjo (and especially Kazooie) control like a dream. The dialogue is the textbook example of charming video game dialogue. And the game is just long enough to feel full, but it never overstays its welcome by retreading old ground for the sake of making the game longer. And don’t even get me started on the soundtrack. There’s a reason Grant Kirkhope left the 2000s as the only household name that came out of Rare. This game could not be improved, and its stood the test of time against the other greats of the genre like Mario 64, A Hat in Time (imo), and Mario Odyssey, to maintain its spot as the game that every 3D platformer wants to be. It’s the best game of the genre, the best game I played this year, and it’s now among my top 5 favorite games of all time. An obvious 10/10.

Thanks for reading this. Feel free to respond, send a message, or send an ask with any of your thoughts on these games, or even some of your games of the year. I’d love to read them. I’ll see you next year for my 10 page review on New Horizons, which will surely double as my GOTY post.

#long #goty #the game awards #tga #2019 #2019 goty #goty 2019 #banjo kazooie #god of war #animal crossing #acpc #a hat in time #ahit #untitled goose game

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mentalcurls · 6 years ago

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8. Lo sanno tutti a scuola

Episode 8! Thing are not great for Eva right now. It’s fun that I always start the episodes and think I don’t have that much to say about them, then I always end up writing at least 3 pages of ramblings. This time the topics that came up were Giovanni’s maturity, my headcanons about Edoardo and romance novels. And of course at the end of the post there are the results ot the Bechdel test!

that shot with the sky, Eva and the house with the gradient geometric shapes behind her is gorgeous, jeez

also, the song that mimics Eva’s heartbeat skipping while she looks for Gio

ok, so, did Gio send Marti out or was he leaving on his own?

Marti sure loves his dramatic pauses

and like, Gio was dealing with this in a pretty mature way? Not talking to Eva but not asking anyone else (Marti) to ostracize her, asking her for space and telling her he’ll contact her; except then there’s the “you made everything go to shit”

MARTI FEELS SO FUCKING GUILTY! Look at him, he avoids looking at Eva for too long, his eyes are basically soulless, he’s staring into nothing and hating himself

“Stai tranquilla” says Marti and then again Eleonora, a few minutes later: guys, I get you don’t really know what to say to make Eva feel better, to tell her you’re there for her but “Stai tranquilla” doesn’t help! She feels guilty and ashamed and isolated, she need reassurance she’ll get through this with you!

that scene with “Million reasons” playing 💔 Gio glancing at the back of Eva’s head then turning away 💔 the fact that I can’t see Gio’s eyes properly to gauge how shitty Gio feels, how much he cried, how little he slept 💔

the boys all turning back to look at Eva 💔 Marti lingering 💔 Elia turning Gio’s head 💔 (but also threading his fingers through Gio’s hair 💖)

and it’s so significant that Ele and Silvia get to Eva’s class walking upstream, against the current of people going outside (who are represnt the sheep mentality of high schoolers blaming Eva for Fede cheating because they listen to gossip)

and Eva takes a breath when she sees the girls and she must be so relieved, it must feel like it’s the first time she’s able to breathe properly since Alice slapped her

Silvia keeps looking at Eleonora while she talks, as if looking for reassurance, and I’m so curious! I wanna know if Ele’s looking back, if they’re pulling a full on Elia-and-Giovanni-parenting-Martino!

ohhh, the showdown between Ele and Silvia and Laura and Sara (also, notice how both couples of girls are blonde+brunette?)

that last look between Ele and Silvia before the second group hug! They’re totally concerned moms parenting Eva

that second hug is so soft I’m 💖

oh, poor Eva! As if her week wasn’t bad enough she has to get her period, poor babe

not to mention the misogynistic insults written in the bathroom stall about her

oh God, I know what Eva’s feeling when her mom confronts her: I bet she genuinely hasn’t thought of the fight in a while, more concerned with Gio and the looks and insults and general hostility (on top of school of course) so she’s honestly caught off guard (it happened to me with a professor who took me aside cause he found out I’d let a classmate copy a translation during a test, and I’d completely forgotten about it, I had no idea what the hell he was talking about when he asked me if there was something I wanted to tell him… it was horrible)

Paola is obviously concerned already but I don’t think she’s let herself fully appreciate the kind of situation Eva is in and she only gets a glimpse when she sits her daughter down and listens to her rant, but her expression changes immediately

except them she brings up Giovanni! As if that is the most important thing! Her daughter told her she’s stressed, she doesn’t sleep at night and she latches onto Gio?? WTF

and that sigh at the end, that’s Paola realizing just how much she is in fact out of the loop of Eva’s life, just like Eva told her a minute earlier, cause probably they haven’t talked about Eva’s boyfriend since the failed dinner! She let weeks pass without asking who he is again? Cause Eva would’ve told her if she’d asked around ep. 6, let’s say right after the park scene with Gio

ok, but Eva is slightly stalking Giovanni: they’re in the same class, fine; she went to look for him at his house immediately after the fight, understandable; but when she’s on the steps with Ele?? Girl, he asked you for some space!

Silvia is making good choices as far as fashion consultant go in this season (in S2 however she asks Marti to go shopping with her,so…….)

“You don’t have to wait for his permission, just go there and talk to him” and Eleonora Sava lets me down here. If someone asks you for space, you give ‘em space, love

Eleonora is kind of OOC here: since when is she so concerned with what other people think that she polices what kind of music she listens to and feels like she has to justify herself because of it’s a silly, catchy, pop song?

anyways, this whole scene screams Evanora to me, with pining!Ele trying to distract Eva from Gio and at the same time show her that she’s there, available, look at me Eva, I make you smile!! Men are trash, but there’s *drumroll* girls! Like me! I’m a girl!

and then Edoardo gets there, interrupts their moment and proves men are trash: he creeps up on them from behind, insinuates himself in a conversation he has no business being involved in and mocks Ele both for her singing, her musical choices and her justifying herself. Primary school level pigtail pulling.

and then he just stares at her! Like a dumbass! Like he hopes she’ll get lost in the bottomless pits of his eyes or something! Like he’s out of a clichè romance novel or a bodice ripper!

new headcanon: Edoardo secretly reads tons of Harmony paperbacks (similar to Harlequin novels, for those of you who aren’t Italian) and all of his ideas and opinions on love and romance come from the books. So far, he’s been the typical rich, popular, brooding hero who loves and leaves with Silvia and now he’s the man who pursues the woman who tells him no with Eleonora so the shoe fits perfectly. Let’s see how it evolves

he offers her a ride home! The only thing missing is a white horse and the slain of some attacker who wanted to hurt Ele

the “Eduardo” thing is so stupid! They could have gone the Eberardo/Everardo route much easily and it would have been much funnier cause it’s an uncommon, pretentious name! Or they could have gone for something completely different like that still started with E, there’s a lot of pretty weird-sounding names like Evaristo, Eusebio, Ermenegildo that start with E (in the og Noora calls William Wilhelm which is pretty different, so I think they would have worked well)

Edo is smart here: Ele tries to shove back in his face the not-knowing-your-name thing he did to Silvia, but he neatly sidesteps her and the only comeback she has is insulting him directly: Edoardo 1 - Eleonora 0 tbh, this is a struggle of wit and she went vulgar

Eleonora is badass, but I can’t help but feel she’s very 16 years old

ok, the following conversation is a bit weird: Eva’s question is pretty clear, yet Ele asks for clarification, then when Eva says she did it on purpose Ele denies, then say the thing about manipulation

the real thing that should worry Eva is that Eleonora has mind categories for the people she knows such as “adversaries” tbh

Eva shaming Ele for listening to Baby K (along with Ele asking for a vow of secrecy and justifying himself for the song she sung) throws me back to ep. 3 when Eva talks to Gio about her classmates enjoying k-pop and manga: girls, who on earth made you believe that liking silly, catchy, fun, pop stuff that is marketed specifically for you, that tries to cater to your interests, that exists and is successful thanks to you, is wrong and something to be ashamed of? Why being passionate about something feminine or light, that doesn’t require a huge effort to understand it, or again frivolous is such a bad thing? You’re allowed to like whatever you want, you’re allowed to spend hours and hours on it and you’re allowed to share your interest with other people like you who enjoy those things! Let the others say it’s trashy or stupid stuff, they don’t know shit about what it means to you!

aaaand we’re back to Eva not giving Gio space, going to his place again then having Marti tell him where he is

and she’s even wearing an oversized denim jacket that’s quite reminiscent of Gio’s!

blue Eva, blue train, blue pool

red Gio! I don’t think I’ve ever seen Gio not wear blue or grey, even in this season?!

this angry Gio is not exactly the same hurt, disappointed boy from 5.6 Quante cazzate in S2, because with Marti it’s been a slow boil, things bubbling up a little bit at a time plus there’s the extenuating circumstance of his home situation; with Eva, there some foreshadowing, something wrong, but it was a sudden stab, a fundamentally unexpected betrayal; so where in S2 there’s a lot of sadness too, in this situation it’s pure anger

and Eva does the right thing, she tells the truth… except she doesn’t, the very first thing she says is a lie she tells both Gio and herself, because it’s not true she isn’t attracted to Federico

AND AGAIN WITH THE SEXIST LANGUAGE GIOVANNI, you asshole, did you really have to go for “hysterical”?? A very gendered term?

and thank God Eva is given a chance to throw it back to his face, all the gaslighting and manipulation he put her through; except then she goes for “victim” blaming

aaaand Giovanni confirms the rumor Eleonora heard, the thing Silvia confronted Edoardo about, is true! In case anyone had any doubts after Edo’s convincing performance of pretending it isn’t a thing

Gio sees right through the lie, he knows Eva likes Federico, if not for the person he is then for the things he represents: Eva is in full on Silvia mindset

I think this is the episode where we meet S2 Gio: except for a few moments, caused by hurt and anger, he handles this whole mess in a mature, contained way that we see again and again in S2, like when he takes Marti aside to tell him off for using him as a cover with his mom without telling him, like when Marti comes back to school after the “hiatus” week or when he comes out; whereas up until now, I’ve seen a younger, dumber Gio, who lied and didn’t give much thought to people’s feeling (like when he teases Federica with Marti in ep.3) and who manipulated people to get his way (the gaslighting, the fight at the park with Eva in ep.6)

the bus being cancelled without warning or being so late it’s as if it’s canceled is such Italian culture

Edo is smart: he doesn’t even know Eleonora’s name, but he kept Eva’s face in mind and he’s found the perfect opportunity to exploit his, albeit limited, knowledge and to appear kinder with at least one of Ele’s friends, since he botched things with Silvia

on the other hand, hello again saviour complex straight out of a bodice ripper

this scene is so Twilight: the expensive, fast car, actually going to school by car at all, Eva being late and in “trouble”, Edo acting like a gentleman and stopping the car for her

Eva is a great friend! She hesitates! Despite having a super important test that could determine if she passes or fails a class! And then she pretends she doesn’t know he’s talking about Ele ad she refuses to give Edo her number!

“Then I save your life for real this morning” what did I say about a saviour complex? Also, way to fish for gratitude and compliments, asshole, let her study!

“I’ll find her on Instagram anyways” arrogance is not the same thing as confidence, Edoardo, and you’re an exemplary display of the first here

Bechdel test: this episode passes the Bechdel test, thanks to Eva’s conversation with her mom Paola and to Eva and Eleonora talking on the steps (except for a very brief mention of Edoardo that I decided to overlook).

This post is part of my complete series of meta about Skam Italia season 1. If you’d like to read more of my thoughts about the other episodes, you can find the mastepost linked in the top bar on my blog under SKAMIT: EVA. Cheers!

#skam italia #eva brighi #giovanni garau #edoardo incanti #skamit s1 #skamit meta #skamit #martino rametta #silvia mirabella #eleonora sava #paola brighi #a. writes #i missed sana and federica in this episode can't wait to see them again!#1x08 lo sanno tutti a scuola

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angelsfluffysmut · 6 years ago

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Some Exciting Self-Reflection (Or, Doesn't A Haunted Mirror Usually End Up With Someone Dying? Why Did I End Up Screwing Another Me? Have I Always Been So Cute?!)

The bed squeaks. So does she, as she straddles her pillow and rubs away, prick already throbbing. Overnight, she'd had the most intense and well-catered wet dream of her life, and woken up with a leaky, needy hard-on. And she didn't have any time to touch herself all day! She wants so badly to have had someone to touch her... But she doesn't, so the best she can do is just... Rub. Move her hips back and forth, helpless and submissive to her own arousal.

Until she spurts, and stains her pillow with a few little gasping moans. And as she comes down, she stares at the pillow--this is very much not the first time she's done this, and it shows. She burns the image into her mind, filling her with and reinforcing her shame, the same kind of shame that gets her so super hard when she gets on the pillow and gives her sex partners something to tease her with to make her get flustered and shy and obedient.

She turns it right-side up and places it back in its place, and gets up, grabbing her phone. She walks in front of her full-body mirror. The last one broke, so she got this new one, but she hasn't had to use it because it hadn't clicked yet that this could be used for taking her nudes. She does so, photographing her tired, satisfied look, and starts rooting around in a browser to post it to an after-dark account. It's an odd, but ultimately ineffective attempt at improving her opinion of her own body. She usually gets a few likes, mostly from her friends and a couple of strangers that followed after she did a few pics with a cat ears headband, but that's not much to her. She places her phone down, and-

...That doesn't look right.

The reflection in the mirror, when she looks up, is still placing her phone down. And when that reflection straightens up and glances at the mirror, she has the same reaction she had. Wait, is that... Is she a reflection too? Is this a two-way thing?

This other her steps forward warily, and she sees a mix of fear and curiosity in that face. And she--she just can't let a face like that continue to be afraid. Though she's pretty freaked out herself, she steps forward, and stops as the other her suddenly startles. Once she's calmed again, she takes a few steps forward, wondering just what the hell she's doing, and then she's... Face-to-face with seemingly an exact copy of herself.

...Was she always this cute?

The reflection puts her hand up, and she humors, putting it up to the mirror as well. Only, the hands actually make contact... With a shared gasp, they both instinctively interlace their fingers... And she, just, sorta... Pulls a little... And the other her acquiesces and walks through the mirror.

So now there's another her... Blushing profusely, and with a meek expression, a combination that just makes her heart flutter. And she... pulls her a bit closer. And she notices the other her going for it too, but stopping when she sees her already going for it... And their bodies press together, and she's so warm, and soft... Without thinking, her hands go for her reflection's breasts, first just gliding over, then groping and squeezing... And her fingers make their way towards the nipples, and grasps and gently pinches, and touches, and manipulates, and...

While she falls in love with technically her own breasts, the reflection starts to gasp and squeak and moan and look up at her, and her expression of need and submission, almost begging for more, it keeps making flutters in her heart... And she feels the other her's prick filling, and hardening, and rubbing up against... Her own already-full erection, when did that happen...? She instinctively moves her hips, rubbing them against each other, and she responds with a gasp and a beautiful moan, and then she can't hold back anymore and lunges against the reflection, locking into a kiss.

Such soft lips... And their tongues meet, and she starts relishing that shy movement... Her hands wander down her back, the pair still humping clumsily against each other, and grasps the butt... And the reflection gasps and presses up even closer, holding onto her shoulders lovingly, squeezing when she starts to grope in earnest. Was her butt always... So amazing? She joked about it constantly, mostly because friends keep saying that to her, but...

And then it clicks that not only has she been worshipping her own body, she's also been playing with an exact copy of herself the same way others do with her.

And getting her so... So riled up, and eager, and needy...

Well, that won't do. She knows what it's like to get like that--obviously--and continuing to play with her would be super cruel. So it's time to... Well, get down to business. She lets go and grasps those shoulders, prompting a look of confusion, why did the playing and the touching stop? And she moveser around, and pushes her back into the bed, where she falls on her back. She crawls onto it above her, and that confusion transitions into pure submissive excitement and arousal...

She presses her body up again, and they resume the self-loving makeouts, only this time she grabs the reflection's wrists firmly and pins them down. And the little kitten under her moans, and squirms, and seemingly struggles, but she knows herself. She's just playing, for the sake of the fantasy, and... Honestly, that sort of thing suddenly makes her feel satisfied, maybe powerful. And... Fuck, I've been doing that this whole time...

She breaks the kiss, and lifts her crotch, separating the two needy, leaky pricks, and stares into her eyes. And she says, "Lift your legs." But the tension makes it come out commanding, and the reflection squirms; that reaction means she's getting filled with the need to... Well, be filled... But also, to obey. She does so, and lifts her legs, and tentatively moves them around her waist. And then she mutters...

"Please be rough with me... I deserve it..."

Agh, FUCK. Everything so far, the face, the voice, the body, the behavior, the... EVERYTHING, all of it has put an intense need in her to play with her reflection, this exact copy of her, to screw her and fill her and give her exactly what she wants. And she's not a dominant person, but it's enough to get even her to want to hold her down, and fuck her, and hurt her just the way she likes, and...

Before she realizes it, she's already lining her dick up with her other self's butt. And then she's ramming in to the hilt, and though she moans, what she hears best is the girl under her gasping and squeaking in delight and then moaning, and it starts to make her think that maybe she does really deserve it... She's not a bad partner at all, and she's so eager to do well, and she's so pretty, and someone so beautiful, and shy, and wonderful, she deserves to get nice things that make her happy, and then she doesn't know whether she's talking about this other girl, or herself, wait fuck, we're the same person-

She suddenly resolves to follow up on that thought, to give her what she deserves and likes, and starts thrusting, coaxing more moans and gasps and squeaks, and ohhh... So tight, fuck... She keeps going and going, losing herself in it for a moment, and then the reflection, she starts clenching and tightening for her top's pleasure, and she knows what she's looking for, so she says it out loud: "Good kitten..."

It makes her so happy, and they rut, happily, excitedly, eagerly, squeaking...

"M-Mistress..."

That word is so beautiful with that voice, and hearing it just... Makes her harden even more. She didn't even know that was possible, at this point.

"Please... P-put me on my knees..."

...Her very favourite thing in the world. She should've started there, but... Getting to feel her body more was such a big priority... She gets an idea at this point, though. She gets closer, and places a hand under her head, and lifts it a bit, admiring her beauty, and the expression of sheer submission.

Then she turns the pillow over, and her eyes go wide, and her face red.

She pulls out, and turns her over, and then goes right back in, prompting another surprised, earnest moan from her other self, who was evidently focusing on something else. Then she pushes her head into the pillow, elongating that moan and prompting some very enticing squirming and playful struggling. And she grunts, "Lick." Her voice falters--she's no dom, but it still gets the horny little kitten even hornier, as she begins to sheepishly lap up her own cum, fairly fresh and old alike. And she starts thrusting again, pounding that kitty-cat's t-tight little b-butt, oh, fuuuck, it's hard to be all dominant and stuff when it just feels soooo good, ahhhn...

She loses her composure and collapses on the body under her, moving her hips and feeling good and moaning and gasping and whining and getting leakier... She's not really holding the reflection down anymore, but she's pressing down still, relishing in the shame and humiliation of having her face rubbed in her own mess like a dog that's been bad. So she keeps going, back and forth, panting, trying to get herself off soooo bad, forgetting that there's someone else who needs to get off... Not that she needs help, this is basically heaven for her already... And within seconds she spurts... It's not exactly a lot of it, but it sure feels like it as she quivers and moans and gasps, and either way it's enough to set the other one off too, making all manner of wonderful, adorable noises she didn't know she could even do, flinging her own juices onto the bed below...

When she wakes up, she's laying alone in her bed. The mirror seems to be back to normal, too. And while it was an intensely embarrassing, if pleasurable, experience... Well... There was something about it that makes her feel very fond...

#smut

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ahhhsami · 7 years ago

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Doggie School Bus [Korrasami]

Prompt: Your dog goes to our daycare, but the Doggie School Bus broke down. We need you to pick her up today. AKA Korra falls for the owner of Naga's doggie daycare.

You need to watch this short video to understand how the Doggie School Bus works and what Naga's reactions are based on. Plus it's too pure and cute of a clip to skip. https://gif87a-com.tumblr.com/post/164186108712

[AO3 Link]

Korra bends down and picks up the ball. She throws it across the yard quickly, trying to get as little dog slobber on her hand as possible. Naga sprints full speed after the ball. Snatching it up with her mouth as her momentum takes her a few more feet forward. Her tail is wagging as she starts running back to Korra, but stops midstep. Her ears perk up and she lifts her head.

“What’s that?” Naga turns her head and looks at Korra. Her eyes wide. “Is that the bus?” She continues to stare at Korra, frozen in place. “Is that your school bus?” Korra asks her in a playful tone.

Naga lets out a little huffing noise and crouches. Her tail goes crazy as she pushes off the ground and starts sprinting back into the house. Korra jogs after her dog. Laughing as the large white samoyed’s legs slide on the hardwood floor as she takes the sharp turns, running through the house.

She’s whimpering and whining by the time Korra makes it to the front door. She lets out a deep bark as she paws at the door, her large paws scraping it softly. She continues to bark as she jumps up, standing on her back legs for just a moment.

Korra shakes her head softly as she opens the door. Naga’s off like a speeding bullet. She hops down the front steps and runs across the front yard. She doesn’t hesitate to jump into the Doggie School Bus that’s parked at the front. Korra waves to the driver and then shuts her door. She chuckles to herself, glad that she had found such a good doggie daycare for when she was at work. She’d always felt bad having to drop her off at the daycares, until she had found this one. Whatever the people there were doing, they were doing it right. Naga was always ready and willing to go. Always ready to go hang out with the other dogs and employees of Doggie School Bus.

Korra was halfway through the article she was writing when her phone rang. She picks it up quickly.

“USA Today Sports Weekly, this is Korra. How may I help you?”

“Hi, Korra. This is Asami from Doggie School Bus. I’m sorry to call you while you're at work, but-”

“Is something wrong with Naga?! Is she okay?” Korra interrupts.

“No... Y-yes?" Asami stutters, not sure how to answer both questions at the same time. "Everything is fine with Naga. It’s actually the bus that’s the problem. It broke down and we’re trying to fix it, but right now we can’t use it. I was wondering if you’d be able to come pick up Naga today,” she clarifies.

“Ohhh. Thank goodness,” Korra says relieved. “I mean, thank goodness Naga’s fine. I’m sorry to hear about the bus,” she explains awkwardly. “But yeah. Sure, I can do that. Five right?”

“Yes, that’s usually when the bus leaves to drop off the dogs. So anytime between five and six works.”

“Okay, thanks. I hope Naga’s being a good girl.”

Asami chuckles. “She’s always good. She’s a great dog, Korra.”

“Yeah she is, isn’t she?” Korra says proudly.

“Yes. I should let you get back to work. See you soon.”

“Yeah. Bye.”

“Shit,” mutters Korra when she puts her jeep into park. It’s already ten past six and she was supposed to be here around five. She felt awful for being late, but there was an emergency at the office that had to be handled then.

She jumps out of the midnight blue jeep and jogs across the empty parking lot except for one red car. There’s no dogs outside either, which she’s not surprised about. They probably were picked up at the right time. She opens the entrance of the small building and right when she steps in, Naga is there. She’s standing on her back legs with her front paws on Korra’s shoulders. Naga licks Korra’s cheek and she wags her tail happily.

Korra’s hands are on Naga’s sides and she tilts her head to the side, trying to avoid her kisses. She then spots the woman sitting behind the counter. The woman is smiling as she watches Naga greet her owner. The owner that now has a light flush on her cheeks as she takes in the woman’s appearance. Her long raven hair, her fair skin, her delicate features, and that smile. Wow, Korra was actually caught off guard by this woman’s beauty.

“I’m so sorry about being late. There were problems at the office,” she explains.

“No worries. We were the ones to inconvenience you in the first place.” The woman stands and walks around the counter towards Korra. “I’m Asami by the way.”

“Oh, you were the one on the phone.”

Asami nods.

Naga finally seems content with her greeting and she drops down to all fours. She then trots over to Asami, who crouches down and begins to pet Naga lovingly. Naga’s tongue lolls out of her mouth and she lets out a happy whimper.

“Ahhh, this is why Naga’s always so ready to leave,” Korra says teasingly. “Naga’s always had a weak spot for beautiful women,” Korra attempts to flirt.

Asami chuckles and gives Naga one more pat before standing up.

“And what about her owner?”

Korra quirks a brow having not expected that reply.

“Like owner, like dog,” she quips.

“Well I know for a fact that Naga loves walks on the beach. Would you maybe like to join me for one sometime?”

“Would now work?” Korra blurts.

“Now, um.” Asami worries her lower lip and thinks it over for a moment. “I need to finish a few things here. It shouldn’t take more than ten minutes though.”

“Cool. I’ll just be outside with Naga then.”

Korra’s smile widens as Asami’s laughter fills the air. It’s light, but full at the same time. She knows that she's going to miss it if she doesn't hear more of it and that's saying something. Especially since they’ve only been together for half an hour. They’d walked for some time before finding a spot on the beach to sit. Korra had slipped off her flannel, them sharing it to sit on. But of course Korra has to give credit to Naga for bringing pure joy to Asami in the moment.

Naga was trotting around, her tail straight up in happiness. A huge stick, or better described as a log was held proudly in her mouth. She stopped in front of Korra, dropping the wood with a loud thunk to the sand.

“I can’t throw that, girl,” Korra chuckles and Asami’s laughter grows louder.

“Oh my god,” Asami says with a light tone as she nudges Korra’s shoulder with her own. “She’s too cute.”

“I know.” Korra raised her brow at Naga, who was still staring up at her, waiting for her to pick the log up. Korra shakes her head. “No. Go find a reasonable stick and I’ll throw that.”

Naga huffs air from her nose in response and picks the log back up. She then walks towards the water, wading in, swimming around with her log.

“So, have any pets yourself?” Korra asks.

“No. I mean, it’s as if I have twenty dogs because of work.”

“Hmm, yeah. That makes sense. But then again wouldn’t it be nice to have one to call your own?”

“I guess so.”

Korra glances over at Asami, taking in her soft features. She’s looking out towards the sea, watching the sun set. She seems as if she’s contemplating what Korra had said.

“I don’t know if it sounds weird, but I don’t really want a pet. It’s a commitment that I don’t think I’d be able to make. I’d also feel like I’m cheating on them everyday since I’m taking care of and playing with other dogs.”

Korra hums in understanding. “That’s not weird. It actually makes a lot of sense.” Korra sighs and looks out at Naga. “I honestly hated leaving Naga every morning at her old daycares. She'd whimper and give me the saddest puppy dog eyes every time. But ever since you guys opened, she’s been happier. She literally sprints to that bus of yours with the happiest look on her face. Every. Single. Morning.”

“That’s amazing to hear. When I thought of the Doggie Bus… I didn’t actually know if it would work well. But hearing you say that reminds me that it was a good idea and the dogs and owners appreciate it.”

Korra’s jaw drop and she stares at Asami. “You thought of that idea?”

“I am the owner of the place,” Asami chuckles.

“Wait, really?!”

“Yeah,” Asami says with a nod.

Korra runs her hand over her face and shakes her head. “Of course you are and I’m an idiot.” She then looks Asami straight in the eye. “Well thank you for thinking of it cause my dog and I both really appreciate it.”

Asami places a hand on Korra’s forearm and leans towards her. “You’re not an idiot. I hadn’t said anything, so I wouldn’t have thought you’d assume me to be the owner. But thank you.” Asami gives her arm a little squeeze and is about to pull it away, but stops when Korra places her hand over hers.

“You’re welcome.” Korra’s thumb smooths over Asami’s knuckles and she returns her gaze to Naga. Naga who is now running full speed towards the two of them. Her tongue lolling out and her long hair dripping, but at least without the log in her mouth.

Korra yelps when Naga crashes into her, her wet fur dripping all over her and the samoyed’s tongue running all over her face.

Korra places her hands on Naga’s chest, trying to push her off.

“Ewww! Naga!” she shout laughs.

She can hear Asami giggling next to her. She turns her head to face Asami.

“You wouldn’t be giggling if she were on you!” She then groans when she feels Naga's tongue run up her ear.

Asami laughs harder and her arms wrap around her stomach. “I, I know… You two… are so…. cute,” she gasps.

Korra grins as she finally pushes Naga off of her. Naga seems to calm down a bit and decides to wedge herself between the two women. Forcing Korra off her flannel and onto the sand. Korra just rolls her eyes at her dog, but then looks at Asami. Asami’s wiping her cheeks, tears having streamed down them from laughing so hard.

“Glad you enjoyed the show,” Korra teases.

“You’re totally whipped.”

“Yeah I am. What Naga wants, Naga gets,” Korra says, not lying one bit.

“Do you treat all women that well?” Asami flirts.

Korra raises a brow at Asami. “Only the ones I really like.” Korra waits a beat and then adds. “Which kind of includes you now.”

Asami smiles at that. “Good to know.”

They sit in silence for a good while, the sun nearly gone. It’s a beautiful sunset, oranges, pinks, and reds mixed, gradually darkening and fading as the sun completely sets. The only light left now from the street lamps. Naga's completely settled now, lying between them with her head rested on Korra's lap.

“I like you too,” Asami confesses, breaking the silence.

A huge smile spreads over Korra’s face and she reaches over Naga, searching for Asami’s hand. When she finds it, she threads their fingers together.

“As much as I hate to say this, we should get going,” Korra sighs.

“You’re probably right,” says Asami, now registering how dark it had gotten.

Korra walks Asami to her car, Naga right by her side. She watches as Asami opens her door, but stalls and turns back to face her.

“I had a really good time.”

“Me too.” Korra rubs the back of her neck nervously. “Would you maybe like to go on another date?”

“Wait, this was a date?” Asami jokes.

“Ha, ha,” Korra returns sarcastically.

Asami smiles at her and reaches out to hold both her hands in her own. “A second date sounds perfect.” She then leans in to place the lightest of kisses to Korra’s cheek.

Korra sighs when Asami lets go of her hand and slides into her car. “I’ll call you and we can work it out. Bye, Korra.”

Korra nods. “I look forward to it.”

At that Asami drives off and Korra’s left with just Naga and the sounds of the waves crashing along the shore. She looks down at Naga and pets the dog’s head.

“Thanks for being the best dog ever,” she praises as the walk towards her jeep. “If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have met Asami. She’s special. You feel it right, girl?”

Korra’s smile widens when Naga lets out a bark in affirmation.

#Fanfic #My Fic #Korrasami #Korra #Asami #Asami Sato #Naga #TLOK #The Legend of Korra #I usually don't post my fics here but I really liked this oneshot #it's just so freaking fluffy!#Doggie School Bus #Mine

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mrsrcbinscn · 5 years ago

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Script Excerpts: Franny’s Top Albums of 2019

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tl;dr: A selection of script excerpts from a video on Franny’s YouTube channel called “My Favorite Albums of 2019″. Pretend I finished this in December like I wanted to and that January isn’t nearly over okay

Her channel doesn’t have a super regular upload schedule. She doesn’t feel like adding ~~~youtube personality~~~ to her long list of wikipedia page job titles. And she keeps her social medias (YouTube, Twitter, Instagram) firmly in the “this is for fun” part of her mind. She doesn’t make any sponsored videos or posts on social media but when the mood strikes she’ll upload videos about music, music history, current trends in the industry she’s noticing and her thoughts on them, album reviews, and her favorite content to make is videos where she signal boosts several lesser-known artists in one video and fangirls over how much she loves them and why y’all should, too.

INTRO: Susadei*, hello, and welcome to my channel, where I, Franny Sor Robinson, share my pesky lady opinions about music on the internet.”

*susadei is the informal way to say hello in Khmer, Franny’s first language

TOPIC INTRODUCTION: It is almost Christmas, which means! It’s time to talk about my favorite albums of 2019. As always, this list is in no particular order, because I believe that especially when talking about multiple genres of music - which we’re going to today - music isn’t something you rank on a linear bad, worse, worst, good, better, greatest scale.

RULES: Now, the rules!

The album can’t be one I had a part in “And I don’t just mean not a Franny Sor Robinson, Seoul Hanoi’d, or Dara & Danny album. I am an active songwriter and composer even durin’ years I don’t personally release an album. I have co-written substantial amounts of, or entire tracklists, on several albums where I don’t sing or play an instrument on the recorded album, but I’m all over the credits. I think I do enough shameless self-promotion leading up to, and shortly after, the release of anything I work on. So as much as I loved working with Sariya Ibekwe - who is a fabulous Nigerian-American jazz singer - on her debut album this year, I co-wrote a good amount of that album. But, I’ve already talked about Sariya’s album extensively this year, and will link to it in the description box below anyway.

The album can’t be by a close personal friend of mine “I would spend these videos talking only about my friends’ releases if I didn’t have a strict no cronyism rule in these yearly roundups. I hype up, like, Daniel, Vanessa, Yulia, Delia, Lora, Andreas’s, and so on’s stuff whenever anything new drops, so they already got their signal boosts.”

Beyond those two rules, that’s really it. So without further stalling, let’s get into it.

Traveling Mercies by Emily Scott Robinson

The first album I want to talk about is Traveling Mercies, by North Carolina singer-songwriter Emily Scott Robinson - no relation, but oh my god, I wish. I’d love to just meet her, once. She’s so talented, I just - ugh! Anyway.

Emily Scott Robinson is a country singer whose first album, Magnolia Queen, came out in 2016 but I didn’t come across it until after I fell in love with Traveling Mercies. Daniel Maitland - the other half of Dara & Danny - sent the Spotify link of this album to me, and I just ate it up. Her songwriting gets me good, y’all. Her imagery is somethin’ else, her voice has the clarity of Alison Krauss, and her ability to deal with some very heavy themes poetically without sort of...glorifying? or trivializing? them is unreal.

I should trigger warning this upcoming bit for discussion of sexual assault, so if you’d like to avoid that, I’ll put a timestamp right here [points] for you to skip to. I’ll give you oooone more second to skip, and...okay.

I had a hard time listening to The Dress at first, because whenever I consume any media that deals with sexual assault, I have to mentally prepare myself. Even the song I wrote about my own experience with it, I don’t - I don’t perform it. Very rarely, I will. It was a write it, record it, release it for your healin’, and try to be done with it kinda thing. But once I psyched myself up to listen to it, The Dress pretty much immediately became one of my favorite songs on this album. I do sometimes have to skip it if I’m not feelin’ up to it mentally, but it. It is a beautifully written song about a very ugly thing, and I think- I think its a wonderful thing that she wrote that song.

[...] and then there’s my favorite song on this entire album, the one that honestly gave me a moment of “oh. OH, she went there.” Pie Song. It starts out by literally, she’s literally singin’ about how to bake a pie, and it made me so nostalgic for home, because I remember being taught by my friend’s mom to make a pie just like that. Don’t skimp on butter for the crust, add a little moonshine, but then she just, the next line goes right into the chorus and its, “but nothing you can make, can make you good enough, if you’re cooking for a man that doesn’t love you.” When I first heard that shift in the song - honey, when I tell you my chest just [both hands go up to her chest] it was powerful. Even though it isn’t the saddest or heaviest song on the album, it’s my favorite. The clear imagery - I could smell the pie she was singing about, I could feel the flour on my clothes - , the plot twist.

Among the songwriting circles I’m in, this album is pretty popular with them for her songwriting. We go absolutely bananas for it.

Her songwriting is gonna take her places. I really can’t wait to see what she comes out with next. I’m a fan. I love her. SO much.

WHEN WE ALL FALL ASLEEP WHERE DO WE GO? by Billie Eilish

This is probably the most quote unquote, mainstream album on this list. Billie’s undeniably a known name, and rightfully so!

This album, y’all? Amazing. Flawless. True art. I’m always hesitant when my son tells me what the Kids TM are listening too, because I usually- mm. Far be it from me to gatekeep music, to say what’s good and what’s bad, so I’ll just say that it. Usually isn’t. My, uh, my thing. It doesn’t appeal to me, and that’s fine!

But I- the first couple seconds of ‘bad guy’ got me payin’ attention, at ‘all the good girls go to hell’ I was just like Wow, capital W, and ‘bury a friend’ had me floored. Billie Eilish’s album is probably one of the most interesting, unique, and complex albums I’ve ever listened to. I really- I love this album.

Walk Through Fire by Yola

We’re back in the underground country music scene because of course we are! Yola is a fantastic singer from Bristol, England. On iTunes this album is classified as rock, but her EP titled Orphan Offering was under country, and her music has a very americana-indie-country feel.

Yola’s voice is the best part of this album but that’s not to knock on the music and the songwriting because they are also amazing. I can’t talk about this album and not talk about Yola’s voice, specifically, though. Her voice is like a warm cup of ginger tea on a cold day. It’s husky, and bluesy, on some songs kinda jazzy, and the musicality she displays on the album is really dynamic. She’s soft and smooth, then she’s belting out some high notes, but she’s not spending the entire album hittin’ you over the head with her belting. She really gives you a sampling of what all she can do on this album.

My favorite song off this album is Shady Grove it’s just - it’s - I love everything about it. The string section. The sitar sound. The gentle percussion, and ohhh my good god, the melody is just beautiful. It makes me wish this album was out when my son was little, because [pouts] its a song that reminds me of the song I used to sing to him when we first adopted him, and I’d just kinda hold him in my arms ‘n sway and sing to him. It’s such a beautiful song, it isn’t even the deepest or most profound song on this album but it is the most beautiful song to me musically. And I was want to hold a baby and sing it to the baby, so bring me your babies. Gimme.

Seneca by Charles Wesley Godwin

I’m going to get into this album in a second, but first. We all know I am a slut for odes to one’s roots. I made a whole video talking about how despite its memeability, John Denver’s Take Me Home, Country Roads is actually a masterpiece. The short film I co-wrote and co-starred in with the director Lydia Viravong, a Lao-American I grew up with, is filmed and set in our hometown and based on our mothers. The Dara and Danny album ‘Progidal Children of Clayton County’ is a loveletter to me and Daniel’s hometown in Clayton Count, Georgiay.

And that’s exactly what the album Seneca is. Seneca is an album about West Virginia. Charles Wesley Godwin grew up in Morgantown, West Virginia, a coal minin’ town. The Seneca Creek ran through his back yard, his daddy was a coal miner, mama’s a schoolteacher - he had a very quintessential coal mining town upbringing. And you know, your upbringing shapes you and this album is all about his love for where he comes from.

The imagery in his songwriting is just [chef’s kiss] perfection. And as someone whose affection for her roots is just as strong, I really - this album made me emotional as all hell. A lot of it is really sad, if I’m being honest, but that’s also because its so honest. For example, the song Coal Country, tells the story of how West Virginia’s coal industry was the lifeblood of the West Virginia mountains, praises the union heroes of the Battle of Blair Mountain, and laments that in place of prospects for West Virginians, there’s now only food stamps and opiod addiction.

Seneca Creek...the full version is beautiful, but the acoustic version gives mechills every single time. He wrote it about his grandparents’ love story from when they met in ‘49 to when his grandmother got sick and died in ‘94. It reminds me of Holly William’s 2013 song Waiting on June. It isn’t the happiest song, but even after the verse where the wife’s passed away, the chorus following it isn’t sorrowful. It just goes

We built a home by Seneca Creek And raised ourselves a family I worked on the farm, you worked the store We had everything we'd ever hoped for

The narrator of the song is just talking about how he lived a simple life with the love of his life. That’s what the song is about, ultimately. And that’s beautiful. It makes me really, really feel lucky to be married to my husband when I listen to it, because for me, that’s what being married to him is like.

Strawberry Queen is ro-man-tic as HELL! It’s about his WIFE, and as someone who is also trash for their spouse and writes way too many cheesy-ass love songs about him....I love it. It’s beautiful. I cried a little but don’t tell anybody I have emotions.

The last sad one I want to mention is Sorry For The Wait. It is a beautiful song where the narrator’s been killed in a mine explosion and he’s telling his wife not to cry for too long, that he’s buried in the clay and so will she someday, and he’s sorry for the wait. The third verse gets me bad.

When you miss talkin' at me, holler t'wards the mine It's amazing how your voice echoes inside When the winter breeze tugs at your hair Jus know that it's me with a grin standing there

I’m not! Okay!

HONORABLE MENTIONS:

Before I talk about the final album I want to gush about, I do want to mention four albums that I truly enjoyed but in an effort to not make this video go on forever and ever, I didn’t write a whole explanation about why they’re so great. But I really do think deserve a shoutout!

LOVE + FEAR by Marina

Divinely Uninspired To A Hellish Extent by Lewis Capaldi

Closer Than Together by The Avett Brothers

Wildcard by Miranda Lambert

Farmland by Gabe Lee

I can’t believe I haven’t plugged this guy yet because Gabe Lee’s album is fuh-king amazing. Gabe Lee is a country singer from Nashville whose sound you can tell has been influenced by classic country, modern americana, and like classic singer-songwriter types like Bob Dylan. It’s hard for me to interpret 100% of the time what his lyrics are about because at times his writing is pretty abstruse - oooh, pull out your thesauruses, kids - but the imagery in vivid. Its easier for me to talk about what this album makes me think of and how it makes me feel than to outright tell you what its all about. Farmland makes me think about drivin’ out in the woods in my high school boyfriend’s pickup to makeout and drink beer under the guise of deer hunting; or trying to sneaky-clean my muck boots after cuttin’ school to go fishin’ with my brothers; or pulling into a gas station in the middle of nowhere and handin’ some cash for pump one to a clerk that looks like he’s been there since the invention of petrol. There’s this grit to it that’s plain at the same time. Like there’s nothin’ particularly rebellious about skippin’ school to catch some fish, but it’s gonna get you muddy and sweaty.

The music is very simple and that’s one thing I like about it. It doesn’t feel overproduced, it just feels very classic. Like this album would easily have been made in 1979, 2009, or 2019. The standout song on this album, to me, is Last Country Song. Daniel [the other half of the bluegrass-folk-americana duo Dara & Danny] thinks its Eveline, which is another one of my favorites. The most fun song on this album? Lyra, for sure. I have a lot of feelings about this album, I love this album, and I really hope you give it a listen.

Also, y’all know that as an Asian woman in country music - well, kinda. I got one foot in jazz, and one foot in bluegrass-americana-country-southern-folk, and then I got a hand in indie - [jump cut] LOOK, genre is a social construct, okay? I make whatever music I wanna make and you can like it or hate it. What was I talking ab-- oh! Gabe Lee!

Right, so, y’all know, clearly you can see, I’m very Asian. [*gasp*, puts on a generic American accent] What do you mean you’re not white? [normal voice] Shocking, I know. I like to highlight other artists of color as often as possible, but of course I’ll signal boost whoever I think is fantastic. But whenever I come across another Asian artist in these [air quotes] “white people” genres, I get really excited. And Gabe Lee is Asian-American, which again, we don’t see very often in country music, or like, other genres that we consider “Americana.” So yeah, I think that’s really cool.

#&&...hc

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To whom it may concern, I wanted to pass this information onto you. Please feel free to discern this information as you feel. This has been on my mind for quite some time. There has been some red flags about Bear, actress Kate Winslet’s three-year-old son. The first time I saw a photo of him, there was a mysterious and uncanny resemblance to her best friend and two-time costar, Leonardo DiCaprio. I know you’re going to think I am some crazy fan who’s just seeing things. Let me just explain some items and facts I’ve observed since Kate married her husband Ned Rocknroll. Yeah, I can’t believe that’s his name either. When I found out Kate married Ned, and that Leo walked her down the aisle and gave her away, I didn’t know whether to be happy or sad, since the whole world has wanted Leo and Kate together since they first starred in that epic blockbuster romance “Titanic” twenty years ago. A couple years after Kate married Ned, I read an article about Kate, and one of the questions the journalist asked her was simply whether Leo really did walk Kate down the aisle. Her response was: “I’m not telling. I’m not saying anything,” before giving a cheeky smile. So… what really happened that day when Kate supposedly married Ned…? Oh, and that is just the first item off the list. I soon after found out a few more details about her wedding to Ned, and one of those things was that Leo wrote Kate a poem and read it to her at her wedding. Umm… That sounds like some damn wedding vows to me! I’m not done. In January or February 2013, right after the wedding, Leo put together a party/reception for whoever could not attend the wedding. Why does it seem Leo is so involved in Kate’s life and marriage this time around? Quite bizarre if you ask me. In a lot of ways Ned seems more like a cover-up than her husband to help hide Leo and Kate’s secret relationship/marriage. Another thing, Leo hasn’t had a girlfriend for longer than a year ever since Kate was in that fire at Necker Island back in 2011. Coincidence? I think not! All those models he “dates” are more like buddies to him than anything else. They mean nothing to Leo. Alright, now let’s jump to Bear. When Kate announced she was pregnant with her third child with husband Ned, I was over the moon for her. One thing I noticed during her pregnancy though was that there were minimal, close to no photos of her with Ned. When there was a photo, he was always in front pulling her along, almost as if he was some assistant. Neither did she ever have photos taken of herself and Ned on the red carpet, at any events. Even today, she refuses to. I’m just sitting here thinking “he is your husband! Shouldn’t you be posing for photos with him? Like a normal married couple would?” As soon as Bear was born, I couldn’t wait till we saw a photo. No public photos at all. One day while going through Twitter, I came across this photo of Ned’s cousin holding a baby. “Is that Bear?” I asked myself. Sure enough it was. Not too long after, another photo surfaced. Again, it was a photo posted by a member of Ned’s family. The more I saw these photos, the more I noticed an interesting yet bizarre similarity to Leonardo DiCaprio, especially when I compared them to Leo’s baby photos. They even share some of the same facial expressions as you can see in the photos, and in one of the baby photos of Bear and Leo, they have the same exact crooked smile on the left side. Baby Bear possesses zero resemblance to his supposed father Ned. That’s quite apparent, even in the most recent photo of Bear, when he was seen at the airport in Vancouver, when Kate arrived there to film “The Mountain Between Us” last November. I have heard most babies look like their father the first year of their life as a way to bond with their newborns. Ned’s facial structure is narrow and longer, whereas Bear’s face is very round just like Leo’s. The older Bear gets, I see Leo’s features more and more in his face. Please note that Kate would not let her teenage daughter have Instagram, which is something almost every teen in the world has. I think it’s pretty telling when a parent will not let them use such a popular app, and specifically make the point about not wanting their daughter to share photos of her baby brother Bear. Why such the effort to hide him? Another glaring piece of evidence I would like to point out is the fact that Bear is the only one of Kate’s three kids who does not share their father’s last name. Mia and Joe both have their fathers’ last names, whereas Bear does not. Why would Ned purposely change his legal last name to something as ridiculous as ‘Rocknroll’, while full well knowing it would pass onto any kids he has. I personally think Bear’s legal name is Bear Blaze Winslet DiCaprio. One theory I had was that Kate and Ned could not have a child together, so Leo agreed to be their sperm donor. That would explain Bear’s looks. Or it could have been something as simple as she had an affair with Leo, and they conceived a child. Recently, when Kate is giving interviews and Leo’s name is brought up, she acts very nervous. Meaning gets fidgety, cannot keep eye contact with the interviewer, nervous laughter. Another piece of information I’d like to mention, is the “Bear” Nameplate necklace Leo gifted Kate with shortly after Bear was born, which sounds like a push present. Honestly, it doesn’t make sense to me that Leo would randomly get Kate a necklace with her and Ned’s son’s name on it. He could have purchased her a blanket or a new toy for Baby Bear. He got her a necklace with his name on it. That is an extremely personal gift to give someone. Think about that one. Now let me just go back to last year’s award season. You know when Leo won his long overdue Oscar? Yeah, that time. That was the first time they were seen in public together since Bear was born, and boy if I didn’t know any better, I’d think they were a couple. The way they acted on the red carpet together, super touchy feely, could not take their eyes off one another. Then of course Kate’s reaction to Leo winning his Oscar was beyond priceless. Oh, then during the BAFTA award show, in one of Kate’s red carpet interviews, she was saying her own love story was her favorite love story. The interviewer responded by saying “the only one you need”. Kate decided to top it off by saying “ohhh…. If only you knew, if only you knewwww…” OK, now that pretty much solidified it for me, that there is something big going on in Kate’s personal life we don’t know…” One last thing I would like to stress, is when Kate joined Leo in St. Tropez for his fourth annual Foundation Gala, there were no words for the way they acted onstage. Genuinely holding hands, smiling, laughing like a real couple, almost as if it was second nature to them. Of course, two weeks later, those photos of them were released spending time together at his villa. Kate made no effort to hide the fact she was in a bikini with only a sheer tunic top over it, and Leo shirtless in swim trunks. Ned was nowhere to be seen anywhere on that trip. I highly doubt they would have their arms wrapped around each other, if that were the case. Then an onlooker explaining how they were seen on a couch lying together by the pool, exchanging intimate, tender gestures. Oh my gosh! I almost forgot to mention the ring Leo gifted Kate with right after filming “Revolutionary Road” in 2007. The supposed “friendship” ring. OK, I’m sorry, no man buys a female friend a gift as intimate as a ring and calls it a friendship ring, especially at their age! I believe that ring was some sort of promise ring, in which he was going to marry her one day. Since it has that very secret inscription engraved in it, which Kate refuses to say anything about. Leo has not had a girlfriend for more than a year, since filming “Revolutionary Road” with Kate. That is when I believe he truly realized his feelings for Kate. Hence why he gave her that ring. In conclusion, I believe this information should be discerned, investigated, and discussed at your leisure, which going back to my main point, is why Bear so “coincidentally” resembles Leo and Leo’s mother for that matter. They share the same hair color and hair type/curliness; but also how Kate is trying her very hardest to not let photos of him be released to the public. In one photo, Kate had a photo shoot, and you can see she was holding Bear, but did not want him in the picture. I am not trying to start gossip. I am just a very observant person, especially when it comes to something of this size and scale. Just don’t even go to Kate and Leo’s reps first. Put it out there, and then let Kate and Leo try to deny the freaking thing. They won’t be able to. There are too many red flags. It all just makes sense. Take a look and observe the photos that are attached with this letter. I would very much appreciate a reply back that you have received and read this letter. Feel free to contact me at any time. I look forward to hearing from you and appreciate your time and consideration.

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Day of Story and Song -- Episode 69

The last episode! I'm not sure the transcript is actually finished yet, but people are working hard on it. So, if I run out of episode I'll just have to stop and catch up later.

I'm actually on the edge of my seat going IS THIS GOING TO WORK? Or will this not work and they'll be pushed to figure out the "cut the bonds" bit?

Whoo! Davenport's a GREAT pilot. Maybe that's why he forgot so much? Time spent learning to pilot spaceships was probably also erased.

Taako, is this REALLY the time to confess to shoe theft? Not the most urgent issue right now.

….they're trying to get Merle angry. Which. I think is a losing proposition, honestly. He doesn't go much beyond surly. Or possibly they're confessing because they might be about to die. Who even knows.

I am completely not sure whether Clint cheated there because I can't remember the rules governing the Living Grimoire as applied to spell levels.

Yeah, I mean, Magnus can't use magic, but on the plus side he has a sword so overpowered it was never meant to be IN THE GAME.

…I'm missing kind of nine minutes of fight, but I don't WANNA stop and wait for it. It was probably just dice rolling?

(I came back to this nine minutes. I can't believe i missed Magnus using his grappling hook to swing into TWO overlapping zones of deadly magic.)

I was just going to comment on John going One Winged Angel when Griffin called him Sephi-john.

Oh no, Merle's nearly dead! Except, y'know, right now I'd expect Kravitz to give some leeway on that whole thing until the planes aren't in imminent danger of destruction, so I'm not TOO worried.

*laughing* I'm just really entertained that Taako's never been OFFICIALLY frightened before.

XD Taako's… well, that was a bit long for a one liner. But I liked it.

Oh, yeah, Magnus lost the Raging Flaming Poisoning Sword of Doom defeating the first John form. Which I don't blame Griffin for doing, because MAN that was overpowered.

Aww, Merle had the most Bond. Which makes sense, since he spent a lot of that being steady and wise and generally trying to give people hope.

Oooooh, the bond engine talks! Or maybe the Light talks through it?

…oh… it lets him summon a person through bond, that's really cool. Anyone he needs.

I have caught up there, so I'm taking a break. And wondering who the other two would call. Pan's the obvious one for Merle, since who else do you call on in times of trouble? For the others, most of the people they have are a bit more… people-y. As in, only mortal and possibly in some serious shit themselves. Taako could call Lup, but she's saving the world right now. Taako could call Kravitz, that would be pretty cool!

Oh! Maybe Magnus will call Julia?

Aaaw, he summoned Troth! And I'm finding that adorable mostly because I know she's from another game, so I kind of appreciate the crossover. Although, isn't she also inside the Hunger?

Caught up again. I should stop being so impatient and wait until they've actually had a chance to transcribe it.

Justin nearly rejects a bond attack on the grounds he doesn't have much bond and I know it's not Taako, it's his player, but it is easy to imagine Taako going, "Yeah, don't think I really connected that much and people probably don't care about me, so I'll pass."

YES! He summoned Joaquin! That's awesome, even if he didn't roll very high!

I went and slept in there, but now I'm back.

He rolled a whole lot higher on Joaquin's actual attack :D And also got a hug, I like these two.

"Travis: Uh, Griffin, if we wanna do...and you can cut this out - but when we wanna do Bond attacks, does that just count as an attack?"

Ha, no, you can't bond attack and then ALSO hit it with Railsplitter three times.

*laughing* Merle uses the bones that let him ask the DM a question to ask if Griffin's had fun. That's so cute, and kind of amazing to imagine in character tbh. Merle wants to know God's enjoying himself.

Garfield the Deals Warlock is really stretching the bounds of "people who care about you" but I guess ANY relationship is a bond?

It occurs to me that when they do the graphic novel they're going to actually have to figure out what Garfield looks like.

Roswell! This bond thing is the BEST.

Justin's app for rolling large numbers of dice is very useful.

I'm laughing at Taako's speech. But, hey, he really IS pretty damn powerful on his own.

Clint's use of the ball of whatever that lets him go back nine seconds. Interesting. I do wonder if Griffin had a plot intention for that?

Voidfish summon!

Ha, yes, they can't EAT the orbs, orbs are not information. But they can do some damage, because they are huge amorphous magical jellyfish and that's pretty badass.

Ee, Magnus summons the Power Bear. This is all so cool!

I think the transcribers didn't quite get a paragraph here fixed up yet, because things kind of don't make sense in the middle of Griffin's description. I'm still impressed they've transcribed it this fast at all!

Oh, noooo, Lucretia telling them to run. But does she really think Magnus would leave her? Probably none of them would, but Magnus most of all.

Aww. Taako's leaving because he has to get to Lup. That makes sense -- he's not abandoning them so much as going to someone else.

*cracks up* Taako checked everyone was doing okay and when they were he came back. That's both hilarious and really cute. It's… TAAKO being torn like this? Caring about two groups of people and wanting to be wherever the danger's worst because that will be who needs him?

I'm not sure Griffin should be narrating this bit? Like, I am down with the last episodes being more story-like because he has to wrap things up, but isn't it up to Justin whether Taako summons Garyl? Let alone whether he rides him at the Hunger?

Never underestimate the ability of these guys to respond to a Mysterious All Powerful Being by getting hung up on what to call it.

Ohhh, they're counting making the shield as cutting the bonds. I guess it did cut the Hunger off from, uh, everything. Maybe including itself.

"Jeffandrew: By any measure, Merle, you won."

You saved all the things! That counts as winning.

And I guess this guy will take the Light back now it's… Now that things are in a plane he can reach, probably including the Light since it was there when the Hunger fell apart. And the Light can go back to being wanted and used by people who actually know what to do with it.

Aww, Angus.

Wow, the world is really, uh. Really good post-near-apocalypse. And Angus goes to school and makes friends, which is great!

Davenport becoming a sailor makes sense -- he can't be a pilot anymore, but he's still a traveller and explorer by nature, and even ONE world has a whole lot to explore!

*laughing* Somehow I didn't see Kravitz HIRING Barry and Lup coming, but sure. They're actually really well suited to that.

I did NOT see Barry acquiring DNA from Lup's note coming. Yay for Lup in her own body again! I mean, I figured the body would happen somehow, but not that it would happen like that.

I like that Griffin's narration stops at the NPCs this time. I want the PCs to be able to pick their own happy endings.

Oh, Taako :D He's still Taako, and because he's still Taako, he's portraying the world-wide love for him into a brand. I love that he hired Ren. Good taste in assistants.

WTF with the random duelling at Taako's school? I think you're kinda messing up Griffin's happy ending where everyone came together in peace, but I kinda like it? Everyone's still PEOPLE and even the people who brought about this peaceful ending through love are still the people who murdered someone to save a spell slot on healing once. They're better people, but Taako's still self-centred and callous sometimes, and thoughtless fairly often.

Sazed surrendered himself! It's good to know that people know that Taako wasn't responsible for that. I mean, Taako himself didn't seem inclined to, uh, clear his name or anything, which might be because he still thought of the incident as "half his fault".

*laughing* Taako just checking that Ren is okay with him dating Death before he hires her.

Ren and Taako having a business relationship/friendship is SO CUTE.

Afterlife vacation. I wonder what you do on one of those? Also, I'm reminded of Korra and Asami going to the spirit world. It's the new thing, gay people going on interplanar vacays!

Taaaaaakoooooo, read Angus's letters you jerk.

*pfft* I like that Angus has grown into less of a pushover? Like, he still loves Taako, obviously, but he's also not taking him too seriously when he's being ridiculous.

I had to stop to crack up at Angus knowing about the silverware because, yeah, Taako did a very bad job of ever hiding that.

Merle's in vestments and my first thought was "is someone getting married?"

Merle's adventurer summer camp! That's remarkably cute. As is this focus on the next generation, actually. Even if Taako's school is sometimes questionable, they've all got experience to pass on.

"Travis: I just want to say, canon, I would imagine that Taako and Magnus actually try to call Merle all the time, but like he forgot to turn his Stone of Farspeech off of silence. And so like--

Griffin: That is so fucking true to life and I love it."

Merle's conditions for accepting leadership of somewhere are Terrible Puns.

Aww. I do love that he's living with his kids? I didn't say that when the adventure thing first came up, but he's really returned to take care of his kids. I do wonder what their mother thinks? But it's great.

Mavis is such a sweetheart.

It IS a wedding.

Aww, Killian and Carey's wedding! What a great place to end it.

Magnus also has a school! Everyone was really feeling they had stuff they needed to pass on to the next generation here. Although, since it's Magnus, he also has a school for DOGS.

As an aside, I wonder where Fisher and Junior are? I hope they're okay, you know. I hope everything being untangled and put back in its place means that they're home, with the other voidfish, being fed artworks and sharing those they love.

AWWWW. Magnus, along the way to looking for something worth dying for, finding something worth living for instead!!!

Aw, Kravitz, bending the rules one last time for his friend.

*snff* Magnus and Julia's reunion.

Fisher!

Ooh, so that's where they ended up. Between the planes, able to go anywhere, looking for stories.

…I wonder if they're going to get a cameo in the NEXT Adventure Zone, because Griffin's basically made them perfect crossover fodder.

"Justin: Thus ends the Adventure Zone: Balance, the story of four idiots that played D&D so hard they made themselves cry."

They played D&D so hard they made EVERYONE cry.

#TAZ #actual liveblogging

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tris/ash in whatever verse u want my guy

send me a ship and i’ll break them down:

how did they meet?

they met in elementary school! tristan was moved up into the fifth grade, and due to his size, age, family history, and financial status, he was a prime target for bullying. but ashton wasn’t having any of that, and the two became fast friends.

who developed romantic feelings first?

honestly, i think ashton in the sense where, i mean, he was around kat and tris almost all day. and i think, in general, especially as a kid when you’re trying to figure shit out falling for someone who emulates everything you want but can’t or don’t have is REALLY common. not to mention, they were REALLY close, and the thought of ashton looking for any form of love anywhere he could get it isn’t entirely bizarre. at the same time, i feel like in some way tristan has almost always had complicated feelings for ashton, but he didn’t really think about it because he had kat! but towards the end? he definitely KNEW. but by then ash probably was like nah that won’t happen, and that’s why he was basically like one foot out the door by the time tris was finally single again. did that make sense?

who is their biggest “shipper”?

EILEEN. FUCKING. RIVA. in general, tristan has never had a tendency to open up with anyone outside of the family. throughout his childhood the only people she’s ever seen tristan truly be himself with were kat, ashton, and maybe costa. but the problem with kat is that, while they were best friends, they had a tendency to try and get under the other’s skin as much as they could. not to mention, while kat really did love tristan, she wasn’t in a place where she was really capable of like properly understanding. at times, it was VERY obvious that there was a large disconnect between kat and tris, and while eileen wasn’t always around, she definitely saw that. meanwhile, tris and ashton have always been two sides of the same coin, they bring out the best in each other (though, they’re easily capable of bringing out the worst in each other too). not only that, but eileen also knew that ashton was coming from a place of empathy rather than sympathy. although she didn’t know all the details, she did know ashton’s home life was terrible, and she knew no matter what was going on with tristan he’d never approach the situation from a place of judgment. basically, she’s always seen it. when the two got older and tris and kat’s relationship was starting to fall apart and then inevitably ended, she was incredibly surprised they didn’t almost immediately get together.

when did they have their first kiss and under what circumstances?

oh my gooooooood, freshman year of high school they went to a small “party” at costa’s girlfriend’s house, and she’d talked her slightly older brother into getting a shit ton of wine coolers, and everyone was a little buzzed and it was a MESS. but anyway their friends jokingly shoved them in the closet for seven minutes in heaven, bUT JOKE’S ON THEM. but it was ?? sweet ?? and surprisingly a secret, because i don’t think anyone expected them to actually do it --- i don’t think they even knew it was going to happen. but it started off like real soft and sweet and then it was like WHOA and then tristan remembered he had a girlfriend and that stopped there. unfortunately though, tris has no memory of this? so if you were to ask him about their first kiss he’d list something else entirely.

who confessed their feelings first?

ohhh complicated question. i think ashton. but only because ashton verbally admitted he had them out loud first, but i think tristan made it clear he had feelings for ashton first. i also don’t think this came out in a good way, especially with how their relationship started off post-mikey. i mean, it was definitely in the middle of a fight, and it was definitely ashton trying to prove a point and get tris to just fucking STOP GOING OFF. it worked, for a few at least.

what was their first official date?

lmao they didn’t go on an official date for a very long time. i think they struggled with having any kind of real transition from friendship to romantic relationship, which i don’t think is a real problem? i mean, they spend a lot of time together, and a lot of their hobbies coincide, so the need for like official dates isn’t really there? they’re both pretty low maintenance. buuuuuut honestly tris took ash to one of those in-theater star wars marathons and then they got food. nothing fancy, but it worked for them.

how do they feel about double dates/group dates?

i mean, considering they share friends and stuff, double dates happen a lot, even if they’re not necessarily labeled as such. i don’t think they mind them, but i wouldn’t say they LOVE double dates by any means. i think tristan’s more likely to want out of one than ashton, but tristan’s more antisocial than ash.

what do they do in their down time?

the nerds. tris reads a lot, or plays guitar. ashton watches stuff on netflix, drinks a little too much, eats a ton of junk food. a lot of their interests coincide, so they end up doing a lot of stuff together, even if they don’t intend to. like, binge watching the same show, but not finishing it together because different schedules. tris also spends a lot of time with ashton’s disobedient af dog in hopes he can get him to at least sort of listen.

what was the first meeting of parents as an official couple like?

oh man it was no different than any other time ashton’s been over. eileen was over the moon, and tristan’s dad wasn’t there.

what was their first fight over and how did they get past it?

IT WAS ABOUT MIKEY, IT’S ALWAYS ABOUT MIKEY. BECAUSE ASHTON DOESN’T SHUT UP ABOUT HIM AND TRISTAN’S INSECURE ASS THINKS ASH IS GONNA LEAVE. LMAO THEY NEVER GOT PAST IT, IT’S THE BIGGEST AND MOST PROMINENT ISSUE IN THEIR RELATIONSHIP.

which one is more easily made jealous?

ashton, but that’s not saying much. they’re both really jealous bastards.

what is their favorite thing to get to eat?

take their asses to sonic. or order some pizza? they don’t eath healthy at all, but hey.

who’s the cuddly one? what’s their favorite cuddling position?

ashton is undoubtedly the cuddly one. like, the man is a teddy bear, that’s what he was made for, and it’s a shame he hasn’t been cuddled more in his lifetime. BUT i think he likes being little spoon most of all. if tristan’s doing shit (like mentally) then tris is the little spoon, but more of than not ash is the little spoon and tris is the big spoon.

are they hand holders?

not really, but they can be.

how long did they wait before sleeping together for the first time? what are the circumstances?

l m a o i mean, not long at all. they don’t have self control, and considering all those years of pent up feelings and frustration, i have no doubts they moved really fast. honestly, i feel like tristan convinced ash to sneak into the country club and they got wasted on the course and ended up fucking around. which i know sounds like ?? wow that’s great but in a sense, that’s kind of special because tristan has always found solace in the country club at night and he usually goes there alone, so taking anyone there is kind of a big deal for him.

who tops?

tristan, more often than not, but considering ashton lowkey understands a lot of tristan’s trauma, they reach a point where tris’ll bottom every now and then, but it’s nowhere near as often as ash bottoming.

what’s the worst fight they’ve ever gotten into?

honestly whenever they fight is bad, i don’t think any fight’s been worse than another, especially since they so rarely fight. though the fights before either labeled it an actual relationship were horrible. it was just the two of them trying to see who could hurt the other more, and it was fucked up.

who does the shopping and the cooking?

ashton hates grocery shopping alone, and fortunately, tristan loves making lists. tristan can’t cook, and fortunately, ashton can at least work an oven. so, tristan does the grocery shopping, and ashton makes dinner. though, they do eat out pretty frequently.

which one is more organized and prone to tidiness?

tristan’s organized, i wouldn’t say tidy, but he’s not messy. he makes contained and organized messes. he has a tendency to refer to it as organized chaos. ashton is a mess, but that’s fine, tristan usually cleans up after him because if he doesn’t it drives him insane.

who proposes?

tristan lmao i mean if you want to call it a proposal. they do get married twice, and the second time around tris does properly propose, but that first time around was a joke.

do they have joined bachelor/bachelorette parties or separate?

they never had a bachelor party! i don’t think they’d really want one either? so if anything, i would say joined, especially since by the time they have a proper wedding they’d been married for years.

who is the best man/maid of honor? any other groomsmen or bridesmaids?

tREVOR AND ANDY!!! unless tris has patched things up with his brother, then colin would be best man and trevor would be a groomsmen, but that doesn’t seem likely.

big ceremony or small?

small. small. small. small. small.

do they have a honeymoon? if so, where?

they went to oregon that first time! i think the second time around they go to italy, because it’s warm and pretty, and eileen could watch amelie.

do they have any children? how many?

they have two! they’re cute, but they’re assholes. given who their parents are though it’s not a surprise.

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