#okay low key fourth reason

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ROOKIE OF THE YEAR AWARD

PAIRING… f1!drivers x fem!driver | WC… 2.1k | Masterlist

Interview/comment clips… George, Alex, Lando, Y/n

“As you know I love a powerpoint presentation so today I’ve created a powerpoint to show you why I am rookie of the year.” George begins, waving his hand about enthusiastically as you sit in between Alex and Lando.

“I wouldn’t say I’ve got it in the bag, I mean…”

“So I thought I’d start with a photo of me probably overtaking Lando here.” He introduces.

“I’m pretty sure I’m lapping you there.” Lando exclaims as you and Alex try to stifle your laughter.

“Not sure, anyways. Fact one, most consistent qualifying position. Oh Alex, look at that. What’s that all about?” George cuts off the discussion before presenting a graph, not forgetting to take a dig at Alex’s downfall. You laugh as Alex and Lando begin to try to point out his errors and how he’s only been consistently last.

“As we know, in Formula 1, consistency is key.” He finishes, pointing a finger at you as you notice how much your data fluctuates.

“Fact two, Least amount of points behind teammate.” Russell presents his second graph, your result not being quite as bad as Lando’s as his goes into the 50s. “George Russell, one point, Lando Norris, 58 points behind his teammate.”

You laugh along with Alex as Lando only sits there, unable to come up with an answer.

“…”

“Fact three, most positions gained on opening laps.” He shows yet another graph whilst you immediately notice how low Lando and Alex are. “George Russell, two, Y/n Y/l/n, zero, Lando Norris has lost four and Alex Albon lost ten. What’s that all about mate?”

“Yeah but you started at the back.” You point out.

“You can’t lose positions when you start last.” Alex continued your point as you look at the producers of the video for help.

“Fact!” George exclaims whilst Alex still tries to reason his case. “I’ve qualified P19 before, I’ve had someone behind me.”

The video would quickly cut to your ‘interview’, your disappointed face being the only thing shown as you were unsurprised with George’s lack of evidence.

His statement causes you to immediately start laughing before Lando soon joins in, Alex still trying to prove his point in the back.

“Fact four, as we know Formula 1 is a lot about the cars.” The driver continues once you had all settled down. “2018 Formula 2 championship, fourth, Y/n Y/l/n, third, Alex Albon, second, Lando Norris, first George Russell, oh.”

Photos of the podium and George’s celebration began to flash on the screen before an enlarged ‘FACT’ appeared, an obama meme quickly following.

“I was surprised that Williams gave him the confidence to show that. If that’s what his presentations are then, uh, I expected more.”

“The were real, they were real facts.” George points out as he walks over to you all, his hands placed on his hips.

“Yeah, I feel like you were taking advantage…” Lando begins.

“Of your bad qualifying.” You finish, a large smile on your face as you try to suppress your laugh.

“So, you were consistently at the back.” Alex continues.

“Consistency is key.” George tries to reason.

“I think throughout the season you could have lost…” Lando pauses trying to find the right words.

“One position.” You laugh, sticking your finger in the air as George scowls at you jokingly.

“I think it’s a good presentation but not a convincing argument.” Alex finishes off your comments, before getting up ready to present his evidence.

“Okay so I don’t actually have a presentation, so you’re gonna like this, but, uh, I haven’t been very well organised.” He begins, trying to find his piece of paper beneath all the rubbish. “So how do I do this?”

“Uh, tick tock, the times ticking.” George comments as you chuckle at his statement.

“I was uh, a little concerned for him when he told me he was doing a rap.”

“I’m nervous about this.” Alex mumbles, an awkward smile on his face.

“I’m nervous for you.” You speak, he had previously told you that he was going to do a rap and you told him how great of an idea it was, obviously without including how amusing you found it.

“For me?” Albon questions.

“Yes because after yesterday’s performance in that sky sports interview, that was shameful.” You reply, a smug smile on your face.

“That was great!” He tries to reason.

“That was absolutely shameful.” Russell comments.

“That’s some great banter.” Alex says before turning to face the screen.

“Haha, he’s chatting shit like always.”

“This has got all the characteristics of embarrassment.” George remarks.

“For who?” Alex questions.

“You!”

“For me? Not for me!” He argues as you and Lando just sat there, waiting for the charade to end. “Okay, anyways ready?”

“There once was this kid called Lando,

Who thought he could fill the shoes of Fernando,

He managed to bin a hotlap,

Sat your head in your hands,

But Johnny dug him out of the gravel trap,

Where are your one million Instagram fans?,

We came from F2, but we didn't have a clue,

But when you're off the pace and leave too much space,

Like how you did that in that Suzuka race,

Just know that I'll spank you in every race.

How about I introduce you to the only girl on the grid,

She’s joined the top when she’s only a kid,

Missed a lot of chances at coming first,

Caused her to have quite an angry burst,

“I don’t think so.”

Being behind me all the time must be a struggle

The stress of it all must be hard to juggle,

Qualifying for her never seemed to be so hard,

Maybe it’s because I’ve upped my guard.

Now onto our boy Russell,

Who likes to flex the muscle,”

“George’s topless instagram stuff that he likes to do, and I always give him rubbish about it”

“The only driver yet to score

What are you even doing this for?”

“It’s true.”

“Just kidding, I know you can take the flack

By the way, Lewis called: he wants his yellow hoodie back!

Last but not least, let's talk about me

Alex Albon, number 23

Try and stop me getting past?

That's fine, I'll get through on the grass!

I'm going through front wings like no tomorrow

I'm the asian Tom Cruise, so give me a follow

Last race, I came close to champagne

Which thanks to Lewis, never came

But now I'm here to state my claim

If I'm not top rookie, you must be insane!”

You all giggle throughout, immediately clapping once it finished.

“He pulled it off so…”

“Pretty good performance, needed a bit more flow… just like his racing.”

“If only he could do such a good performance on track.”

“That was great.” George assured.

“You could get a career in rapping after that.” You joke, still trying to remain serious.

“You can take this home, uh, just to have it.” Alex hands you each a piece of paper with the rap on, trying to suppress his laughter.

“I’ll hang this on my wall.” You say before Lando got up and got his presentation ready.

“I haven’t got a lot to say, cause the video speaks for itself.” Lando announces before clicking the play button.

The screen quickly presents ‘Reason 1 2 3 4: overtakes’ before showing a video from the race.

It shows Lando overtaking a Renault before having an explosion effect go off on the side, causing you all to laugh.

“That came in a bit early but okay.” George comments before the video moves onto the next scene.

“Okay this one was good.” Alex announces before you point out how Lando was overtaking Alex himself.

The video has another explosion go off before playing the ‘you’re going too fast!’ meme as George quickly mimics it.

‘Reason 5: Respectful’ Quickly presents itself on the screen before showing an interview between Daniel and Lando.

It then shows a montage of clips, the last few being slowed down radio communication causing you to laugh again.

‘Reason 6: Fashion icon’

“I disagree.” You put your hand into the air quickly before letting the video continue, only to be shushed by the presenter himself.

“Respectful… yeah”

The screen finally rolls the credits where it just all goes to Lando.

“Lando, poor effort, really.”

“You know, I expected more from him.”

You just end up shaking your head, a disappointed look on your face.

“Well you’re not getting a round of applause from me.” Alex comments as Lando just stairs, unsure on what to say before looking into the camera.

“I don’t think it was my best performance. I think, uh, I’ve done better things this year driving on track.”

“Alright my turn.” You announce, stepping up from your seat and setting up your video.

“Uh, so, my video contains less facts and just more about why I am the better person in general.” You comment, earning a few ‘offended’ faces before clicking the play button.

The video immediately cuts to a clip of you trying to do a three-legged race with Charles but it just ends up in the two of you falling over. The next clip shows you singing into your radio during the formation lap as your engineer tries to tell you to stop but just gets ignored.

“Haha, she’s gibbering.”

These first clips earned a few chuckles from the guys before it continued.

The next clip shows you going into a hug with Sebastian when your helmets suddenly knock onto each other causing you to nearly fall over. The video finally ended with a few photos of you trying to do yoga poses with multiple drivers before showing a video of you falling straight onto Lando after a failed attempt.

“Pretty good, pretty good.” George comments as you bow.

“Okay verdict.” Alex begins as you quickly sat down in a chair to join the discussions.

“I think yours was pretty good.” You say to Alex as George quickly nods.

“I think I had the legs on them.”

“I think Lando’s was worse.” George suggests as you and Alex quickly nodded.

“Lando’s gotta choose.” You announce as the boy quickly looks at you surprised.

“I’m like the deciding vote.” He reluctantly agrees..

“Well, you’re not the deciding vote.” George tries to reason.

“I know I’m last.”

“I mean, I’d still put me first.”

“Can I say why I think I won?” Alex asks before continuing. “George’s presentation was just facts, you know, facts facts. P19.”

“Yeah.” Lando mumbles.

“I’m actually surprised you only went up two positions.” Alex comments.

“He only went up two? In the whole season?” You questioned, shocked at his lack of improvement.

“Don’t give me that.” Russell shakes his head.

“And with Y/n, there were no facts.” He finishes as Lando nods his head.

“It’s up to you Lando.” You say as he chuckles.

“If it’s based on performance I think Alex has got it, if it’s based on the track, I think we got it-.” “Performance on track.”

“I don’t think I got the hand on them.”

“I’m going to have to go with… Alex.” Lando finally announces after a moment of silence.

“I almost agree, I almost agree, I’m gracious in defeat. He’s gotta have one to show no defeat.” George comments as you pat Alex’s back.

“I’ll take the flack, I’m used to it.”

“And you guys have a trophy as well.” Alex points out as Lando reaches back to grab onto said object, trying to connect the trophy back onto its podium.

“It’s my trophy, my only trophy- ahh.” Albon screams as he nearly drops it, causing you to laugh a little.

“He pulled it off, he pulled it off so…”

“Yeah, like Lando said he needs to transfer that onto the track and he’ll, uh, be in good shape for himself.”

“I think it’s gonna leak.” Alex points out as he pours redbull into the trophy.”

“Oh, it’s leaking real bad.” You point out as Albon quickly drinks out of it.

“Thank you very much, and uh, it’s detachable as well, so uh, I can put it in my suitcase.”

Bloopers/funny bits:

“I can see why Williams chose you after that presentation.” Alex jokes after George finishes, earning a laugh from all of you.

-

“Lando could fit the whole post-it note on his forehead, it’s that big.” George laughs as you all sit there laughing with notes stuck onto all your faces.

-

“Where’s my mouse?” Lando questions, his hands spreading everywhere trying to find said object.

“It’s there.” Alex points as Lando quickly finds it.

-

“Can we, uh, dim the lights.” You ask the producer as they quickly follow.

“No, cause they can’t see our faces you mug.” Alex responds before quickly laughing, causing you to roll your eyes.

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✧.* grow as we go; svt smau.

entry #14; dressing for revenge.

synopsis: over the past ten years you’ve fallen in love many times. one day someone happens to stumble across your journal sitting out on your nightstand and started posting your entries online. after all of your secrets are leaked it’s clear things would ever be the same again.

𐦍 paring: svt members x afab! reader.

𐦍 feat: non-idol! svt

𐦍 genre/s: reader is super angsty low-key, fluffy, sexual themes.

𐦍 content: swearing, bullying, crazy ex’s, mentions of sexual relations, some drinking& mary jane 🍃

word count: around 2k

warnings: mentions of drunk driving

masterlist ▸ 013 gut feelings and emotional dealings ▸ 015 leave it to the cullens. (part 1)

The beeping of your front door pad got you sitting up on the couch to wait for the arrival of your best friend. Seokmin walked through the door alone, which almost shocked you because lately he hasn’t gone many places without his nerd tribe, you were happy for him finding good friends outside of you. 

“Seokminnie, hello gorgeous.” 

“Hey, baby.” 

You both met in the middle of your front entryway, wrapping him in a big hug, grateful you have someone who was always a constant in your life. 

Looking down at his empty hands confused you, you knew he mentioned he was going to be bringing snacks in with him, but they were nowhere to be found.

“Uh, where are these snacks you promised to bring me? Are you getting forgetful? You’re a little too young for that to start happening now, I’m not sure if I should be concerned or not?” 

“Yeah, about that. Uh-” 

“Vernon, Jun, and Wonwoo are here too aren’t they?” 

“Don’t be mad.” 

“Why would I be mad? Where are they?” 

“The hallway. You know before you-” 

Swinging open your door you saw the three other suspects standing in the hallway, covering the body of a fourth person who came alone for the ride, Minghao. 

“What is going on? Is he here to get in another fight or..”

“No, y/n we're here because we need to tell you something important, especially Minghao. I didn’t want to tell you beforehand so here we are. I think you guys should talk, the rest of us will go chill on the balcony for now, okay? And he brought you the snacks so be nice.” 

“Alright.” 

Crossing your arms in the doorway you make room for the boys to all pass through, without making eye contact with the one you weren’t sure if you should be happy showing up with them or not. 

“Hey, here.” 

Minghao standing in your apartment for a third time, looking as casual as you’ve ever seen him in a full black sweatsuit holding a white plastic bag with bags of chips peeking out the top, waiting for you to take it out of his grasp. Another thing you notice about him is his pink wrapped wrist sticking out from under his sleeve, his cast. 

“Thanks.” 

Grabbing the back and trying very hard to maintain your composure, you turned and placed it on your marble countertop, remembering the time he placed you on top of it to kiss you. 

Shaking it off you placed the frozen pint of half baked ice cream in the freezer and walked over to the couch, not giving him a second look before he sat across from you on the white sofa. 

“So you have something to tell me?” 

“Yeah, it's kind of a lot. So if you’ll just sit back and let me explain first before letting me know how you feel just please at least do me that favor.” 

“Go ahead.” 

Minghao took a deep breath in and eyed your bar cart before starting his conversation. Which you noticed right away and without any words, got up to grab an open bottle of tequila sitting on top, pouring him a glass and watching as he took a shot before you sat down again. 

“Thanks. So, the reason I was really upset last night and came to crash your date with Joshua is because I found out he was one of the people helping Mimi. I had suspicions before, but I was never sure enough to pin him to it until yesterday. I really tried to keep my composure but, when he told me to shut the fuck up and get out I couldn’t do it anymore. He was just acting so casual with you like he had nothing to do with any of it and it pissed me the fuck off. 

I really don’t know how to tell you the entirety of the story or what I know, but I can just start with saying I’m really sorry. I’m sorry if I caused you pain, y/n. I should’ve known from the moment I met you at Wonwoo’s that you weren’t the person Mimi made you out to be.

 A few months ago, when all of this started Mimi reached out to me to get help. She said she knew the girl who hurt my mom and wanted to help me meet her and confront her about it, but there was something I had to do for her first. Which was to help her blackmail you, befriend you so I can break your heart. That’s all she wanted me to do for her when it came to you. I had no idea she was going to go this far to hurt you. 

Joshua was the one who stole your journal for Mimi, which I know is weird and you’re probably wondering why or how he even knew where it was. I found out he got it from Minnie, she told him where it was. Well, I assumed this part for a while without proof, especially since the first post was from your apartment and she had all of those photos of you in her room. I don’t know how or why they were trying to hurt you so much or why she even was helping Mimi. I thought it was weird, but it’s all unconfirmed. I think Mingyu is helping too. There’s obviously a lot more we need to figure out before we can finally confront them. 

I just want you to know I did have a part in it at first, but I stopped the moment after I realized she was full of shit, which was the night you made me dinner and we had sex. I told her I wanted nothing to do with it anymore and that she was full of shit and she’s been threatening me ever since. 

The reason I think Mingyu and Minnie are helping her is because she came to the hospital last night, to threaten me one last time, I overheard her talking on the phone in the hallway, she said Joshua is fine and to act like they had no idea we got in a fight, Seokmin showed me some texts from Minnie and I know she sent a photo of me to your group chat at the bar with her. I never even saw her there. The reason why I was there in the first place was to essentially pretend to pledge my allegiance to her so I could get more information. 

When she went to the bathroom, I took her phone which was locked, but I saw a text from a group chat attached with three other code names, just emojis, but it was enough to assume it was Joshua, Mingyu, and Minnie. It was a Bunny, a Mouse, and a Dog. Am I even making sense? I don’t know anymore, but just know I never had any intention of hurting you once I found out the truth, I just wanted to help somehow and get back to getting to know you. 

I know you probably don’t want anything to do with me anymore, y/n. So if you want me to leave, I can. I’m just really sorry.” 

Sitting in silence for a few minutes, you weren’t sure if you were going to start crying or screaming at the top of your lungs, Minghao watched you take his glass and down the lukewarm tequila to wash away the rage in your gut and feel a different kind of burn. 

“So, you were helping Mimi?” 

“Yeah. For a while.” 

“Okay.” 

“Okay?” 

“I’m not sure what to say, I guess.” 

“Oh. Right.” 

“How do I know I can trust everything you’re saying to me right now?” 

“I can show you text messages and proof I tried to get her to quit many times. I voice recorded her in the hospital last night telling me to back off. I can show you, that is if you want.” 

“Yeah, can I see?” 

Minghao opens a folder in his photos app and shows you screenshots of all the information he collected over the past few weeks, ever since the night he first told Mimi to let you off the hook. 

Scrolling through the images made your tears start to hit the brims of your eyes. You looked up for a moment at Minghao sitting and staring your way, watching your heart crush once more into tiny pieces. 

“Thanks.” 

“Sure.” 

“No, just thanks for being honest with me. Thank you for trying to make it better, even if you fucked up a little bit along the way. Not many people could own up to that. It’s actually impressive to know you’re so honest.” 

“I have no choice. This is the wrong time to say this too, but it might be my last chance. But, over the time I spent with you and the more I got to know you, y/n. I, uh, couldn’t help but start to fall in love with you, you’re incredibly impressive. The night at my gallery I wanted to tell you how I felt, but that didn’t end well for us either. I hope someday you’ll forgive me.” 

Pouring yourself another drink, one big enough to share with the boy across from you, you took a big swig and handed him the glass which he drank his share. 

“Look, Minghao this is probably against my better judgment and I hope it doesn’t end up biting me in the ass, but I was falling for you too and with any chance you still have feelings for me or whatever, I’d like to be friends with you, for real this time and just restart by getting to know each other honestly. And I mean you kind of did break your wrist defending me, so I feel like I cannot say no." 

“Really?” 

“Yeah, I know those dorks would never have brought you here if they didn’t think you deserved to tell me all of this yourself. So?” 

“Yeah, I’d like that a lot.” 

“Cool, but no spending time alone for now, I’m not sure if I’m ready for that yet. Just friends okay?” 

“Just friends. Should we shake on it or drink on it?” 

“Hug, maybe? That’s a normal friendly thing. Oh, and let me sign your cast.” 

“Yeah, totally.” 

Minghao scooted his body closer to you and wrapped his unbound arm around your shoulders and gave you a half assed hug, which made you giggle. 

“Bitch, what was that?” 

“A hug? What? Bitch?” 

“Hao, if you call that a hug you are a bigger dumb ass than I thought, come on.” 

Turning your body towards him you wrapped your arms tightly under his armpits and pulled him in for a hug that almost felt like a new beginning. 

“Thank you, really, for telling me all of that.” 

“You deserved to know the truth, Swan.” 

“Wow. Now we can finish Twilight.” 

“That would be great.” 

“You know, I just remembered that they’re still sitting outside, should we play a prank on them?” 

“I like your style.” 

“Okay, I’m going to yell at you, very rudely, just get pissed and slam my front door. Got it?” 

“Yes, ma’am.” 

Standing up from the couch you positioned yourself in front of the window, so they can get a good listen through the blinds of your fake reeling into Minghao. 

Giving him a small nod to let him know you were going to begin, he smiled back ready to see your rage. 

“What the fuck is wrong with you? You’re a fucking lying piece of shit.” 

“Me? You’re such a bitch, y/n. Now I get why the fuck nobody wants to be around you.” 

“Thats rich, get the fuck out of my apartment.” 

Minghao leapt off the couch and ran to your front door slamming it behind him and stood outside of it to listen to the aftershocks of your fake conversation. 

He heard Seokmin and Jun asking you what happened, assuming Wonwoo and Vernon were standing there not knowing what to do in silence. 

Suddenly the door opened up to reveal Seokmin’s shocked face looking at Minghao standing in the hallway so casually with his arms crossed. 

“You guys fucking suck.” 

“Sorry, Seok. We had to.” 

“Get your stupid ass back inside.” 

Minghao walked back into your apartment with a fresh start on his mind, arm and arm with your best friend and a relief off his chest that you forgave him and he was able to be in your life, maybe not how he exactly wanted but more than he expected. 

Vernon made himself at home on your couch, wrapped up in the furry gray blanket you had thrown over the back. 

Wonwoo was situated pouring drinks into some glasses, while Jun was still giggling to himself on the floor. 

“So you guys are good?” 

You just nodded at the boy wrapped comfortably on the couch, batting his pretty brown eyes your way. 

“Yeah, but now we all have to take down the bad guys.” 

Smiles came from around the room as you grabbed a sharpie and situated yourself back on the couch, surrounded by friends who truly had your back all signing the cast of the boy who defended your honor.

On the way home Minghao couldn't help but think about the words on his cast, that were surrounded by small stars and your named signed below.

 'Without the dark, we'd never see the stars.'

A quote from twilight you remembered him whispering to you before falling asleep. Something to believe in.

note: hiii we're v much in it now! all the aftermath of y/ns failed date with joshua and finally getting a peak I not who the backstabbers really are. I hope u guys enjoy!! also pls check out my next little snippet of my new smau for after this one, its def slightly more lighthearted but as a fan of drama they'll still be some hehe. ok thank u thank u love u. also unedited prob some typos or something but anyway. 🖤

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[shiny-jr]

I also think Falena might not be all that either. There's an episode in the lion king talking (singing?) about Scar's past and I can clearly see that Mufasa was at fault for what happened (I mean the other lion and Scar's actions were wrong too but Mufasa was kind of like the trigger)

It made me really frustrated with how everyone blames the villains and never the heros. The same thing in the live action of Alice in Wonderland as the white queen was totally responsible for how her sister ended up and yet she even hesitated to apologise to the red queen at the scebe were they were taken to the sisters' past

NAH, OKAY LETS BE FOR REAL. This event I'm hearing about (only hearing about because it's only on the Japanese server right now so maybe everything I hear isn't true now keep that in mind), is making me rethink a lot of things about Leona. Long rant below.

Now, don't get me wrong, I'm low-key hyped to finally see Falena (he better have a good amount of melanin, I swear to god), I'm personally hoping he's a bit of a himbo but I realize that probably won't happen. Anyways, I've been hearing a lot of theories from people who are able to play the new event. Here are a few that I really want to believe so I'm choosing to believe until proven wrong:

I saw some people upset that when we finally got a Savanaclaw event, Leona and Jack were in it, but not Ruggie. I thought it was a little strange, until I saw someone suggest this: What if the reason Ruggie didn't come, is because Leona knows that Ruggie probably doesn't like the royal family due to how they rule the country and forget his people, the hyenas? That makes complete and total sense to me. I'll come back to this point in a second.

If you analyze Lion King lore, apparently Scar was often regarded as a weak and sickly lion and was thus not fit for even hunting. So he was kind of seen as useless, no matter how much he tried. I wouldn't be surprised if there's a similar dynamic with Leona being disliked for not being as strong as his elder brother Falena. Which is messed up, because there's more to a person than just physical strengths.

Apparently in the new event, Leona mentions how he wants to use his fourth year at NRC to look into technology that might be used to improve the lives of people in his country. Which speaks VOLUMES. Especially when it's also mentioned that Falena, the current king, thinks the opposite. He thinks people should be focused on connecting with nature again. This brings me back to point one. I think the people Leona wants to help are those most in need, aka the hyenas, but as a second prince never listened to, he has no power to help with this. And maybe that used to torment him a lot and might've been a role in his overblot. Please tell me, is Falena even concerned for the hyenas? I seriously think he doesn't even care for them. In fact, I wouldn't even be surprised if Falena doesn't really approve of Leona and Ruggie's friendship.

As for Alice in Wonderland, I didn't even like the White Queen in the first one. Turns out my dislike towards her was totally valid. Like, if the White Queen had just told the truth the Red Queen would've never gotten that head injury, countless people wouldn't have died, they never would've had that huge conflict and war. You're telling me that after watching her sister get tormented, become kinda crazy, all this due to her mistake, and she never said a word? She never even apologized? Nah, be for real. The White Queen was so wrong for that. I totally get why the Red Queen was angry, because her sister's lie literally ruined her life.

[outsidereveries]

— taennie rumors: a liiitle bit more info of what’s going on

[rumor or truth?] honestly.. i’m confused of how i will answer about it. i don’t think it’s just a rumor but i don’t think it’s true either. i am feeling currently they’re hanging out and get to know each other better because they’re restricted to be together for some reason. is jennie’s contract with yge the issue? because i feel it seems so. the fourth card just fucks the certain truth. it’s kind of complicated.

taehyung’s thoughts: he’s all over the place. honestly, he sees the potential of his situation-ship with jennie because its everything he ever dreamed of but for some reason.. everything is just unfair?? he’s disappointed for something that has happened between both of them. perhaps, this might be about the rumors between both of them? taehyung is just paranoid at this point because if he confirms the rumors, he know the consequences. i am certain that taehyung is afraid of his (and maybe bts’) reputation. currently he’s trying to make the right choice.

jennie’s thoughts: she’s also afraid of the consequences, and honestly, she blames herself about it, when it isn’t anyone’s fault at all. it feels like she’s trying so hard to not be recognised. perhaps, they had another dates in secret? anyways, she’s just afraid of the uncertain future for them, or even her career but she’s aware it’ll happen sooner or later, so jennie’s trying to not care and even accept the talks here and there.

will there be an answer to the rumor: i’d say yes, i don’t know if it will be answered in the upcoming month though. i had to ask with two different techniques😭

who will answer to it: okay why i see the reactions about it? will taehyung really respond to the rumors? because hybe and yge aren’t there but taehyung is low-key there…

requested from twitter (anything related) and tumblr (thoughts, rumor or truth)

[cowboy-kidd]

papa's boy

x - x - x

It had been a couple days since you’d seen papa. He’d been out on a trip and told you he’d be back really soon. That you wouldn’t even notice he was gone because he’d be back just as soon as he’d left. ‘In a blink, pup..’ he’d said, ruffling your hair and laying down with you the night he left. Pulling you close to his chest so you could hear his heartbeat, deeply inhaling his rain and lavender scent.

The first night was easy. The babysitter had gotten you all cleaned up and ready for bed. Even kissed your forehead just like papa did. But they didn’t smell the same way, didn’t lay with you until you dozed off, didn’t do half the things papa did when it was bedtime. And you know. You know that it wouldn’t be the same, that you should be a good boy for the babysitter like you promised- but it would be the same and you wouldn’t have to try harder to be good if papa was here- but he’s not. How fair is that?

On the second night it was harder. The babysitter couldn’t calm you down the way they were able to last night and you barely got an hour of sleep. You wanted to be on the same horse as him again. Legs dangling on either side, mane flowing in the wind as papa held you close when you galloped across the terrain.

You wanted to help herd cattle and hear the clinking of metal spoons on thermos’ and feel the warm breakfast or lunch or dinner as it rested on your tongue. You wanted to feel papa’s loving gaze on you. It felt like you were well and truly alone.

You were fussy the whole day after that, tears constantly welling in your eyes. Pouting at every chance you got. The babysitter took you late to see the cattle and the horses. To feed and water them and make sure everything was okay. It just ended up reminding you more of the reason why you guys were there so late in the first place. You couldn’t see a brightside to this situation no matter how hard you tried.

The third night was much easier, exhausted from the crying and work of the day. Your eyes shut just as easily as they did the first night, hugging your horse stuffie tighter- pretending it was dada. Your babysitter looked in on you multiple times that night, unable to call your papa because of technical difficulties on his part. Being up in the hills wasn’t something technology could triumph just yet.

On the fourth day you laid down almost as easily, a bit of a fit, some tears. But when your pseudo-carer laid down with you for a while it was easier.

The sound of the key in the door lock and the creaky protest of the hinges had yet to rouse you. All white noise in the wake of your sleeping form- cuddled up with the clean clothes of your dada, face half pushed into them like your life depended on it. Nor did the pitter patter of shower water against the cradle of the tub or the low murmur of voices behind the door nearest the room you were sleeping in wake you up. It was only the soft caress of a warm hand on the small of your back and the gentle familiar scruff of facial hair on your cheek when papa kissed you that got your eyes to crack open just a tad.

The light of the moon aided your search of his face and then you were in his arms. Tired body half lifted into his embrace as you squeezed his neck tightly and buried your face in the nook of it. He shushed you silently, standing up with a supportive hand underneath you while rubbing your back. He smelled like he usually did, but with more pine. Like he was deep in the forest these past couple of days.

You looked at him with tired, teary eyes, a sniffling little voice.

“Papa..” you whispered into the night, so softly and quietly that he wouldn’t be able to hear it if you weren’t directly in his ear.

“Hi baby…papa’s here. Do you want to come lay down with me?” He’s gently bouncing you up and down while patting your back, a movement meant to soothe you after he heard the whiny note in your throat.

“You’re home..” He chuckled at your response, walking out of the room. You whine before he can fully exit though, making grabby hands towards something obscure on your bed. He walks towards it, lifting it up only to realize it's your stuffie wrapped in his clothes. You reach for it, pushing it between his shoulder and your chest, closest to your heart.

“I’m right here pup..” he whispers in your ear. He murmurs a few more reassurances, pushing you guys’ room door open with his body. He toes off his house shoes before climbing in bed, gently laying you down beside him and once again squishing you to his chest. He hums something that you don’t make an effort to recognize as he cards his hand through your fingers. You whine a bit more, trying to get as close as possible to him. He shushes you once more. Kissing you near your ear.

“I’ve got you baby…i’ve got you.”

[aceofthyme]

for the bttf asks: 😊🎵🖋️🕰️

thank you for the ask my dear friend!!

😊if you could be best friends with one of the characters, who would you choose and why?

I think we all know it would be Doc. Aside from my desperate desire for father figures Those who know me know that I’m very much a science person and that I get up to wild things all the time (like that one time I created a low-powered taser out of items in my purse…or when I built a morse code machine…or all of the chemistry experiments I do in my spare time…I could go on…) and I feel like Doc would not only appreciate that but that we’d have some great project feedback energy. Fluid dynamics (rather than the physics of standard motion or quantum physics) was always my strong suit in the realm of physics, but I was always good at chemistry, and at the very least musical!Doc mentions that chemistry isn’t his strong suit, so that would be a fun little pairing (although of course anything that isn’t Doc’s ‘strong suit’ is still probably leaps and bounds better than the average person). I’m rambling at this point but the summary here is that I think we’d bounce well off each other intellectually and our personalities aren’t super far from each other. I think any of my friends can vouch for the fact that I have a very similar manic energy when I’m in the throes of it y’know?

🎵if you have listened to the musical soundtrack, which song is your favorite and why?

I have not only listened to it but seen it live (four times now! don’t start me on the fact that they’re closing on Broadway I will cry). It’s incredibly difficult to pick a favorite song, so I’ll narrow the criteria a little bit—my favorite song to listen to is different than my favorite song to sing! My favorite song to listen to is probably It Works, but part of that is because I love Doc so much (admittedly it’s also because I laugh when I think about Roger almost ‘falling’ off of the DeLorean when he tries to climb up on it). The ‘who are the girls?’ bit is one of my favorite parts of the show, and I’ll take a moment to talk about that. Back to the Future is a musical that knows it has solid comedic moments. It knows that it breaks some of the walls of normalcy, that it sometimes breaks the fourth wall, that it is built on a framework that allows for a bit of the ridiculous and the fun—and it takes that and embraces it, which is so important for a show like this. You have to be able to have fun with yourself, and know that there’s a little bit of ridiculousness going on, for it to work. I believe this is talked about a bit in the book on the creation of the musical, but it’s absolutely true; this is a show that knows what it is, and that is a major key to success not only in the formation/logic of a show but in connecting with your audience. I’ve now gotten very far away from the question oops My overarching point here is that the reason why the musical works (hah) is because of moments like in It Works, but it’s also just fun for me to put that on while I’m driving and pretend to do the choreo. While driving. The spirit’s there, anyhow,

(I enjoy singing Pretty Baby because I’m a filthy little soprano okay)

✒️you are hired to write/draw a new bttf comic, and it can be about whatever you want. what in the bttf universe would you want to expand on?

Aw man what a great question! Firstly, definitely write, we all know I cannot draw. Secondly. Wow. Okay. There’s a lot here to think about, and this makes me glad that I’ve actually read the comics. I would love to just see…some normal-ish stuff? I know that’s broad, but what I mean is that…I know it’s hard to have a storyline without stakes. You have to have something to push the plot along, to entice the reader, et cetera et cetera. That being said, I’d kind of love to just see Doc and Marty hanging out and being friends, y’know? I’d also love more about Doc’s childhood, or Doc and Clara things, but the friendship between Doc and Marty is so important to me, I’m always down for more of that!

🕰️if you were to insert yourself into the trilogy, what year would you come from?

Hahahaaaaa okay for me personally, the logical answer is the present (2024), but if I like…had the choice of what era I was from (I’m…assuming that’s what this means? I have low comprehension sometimes) that makes the choice a lot harder! I’m a fan of the 1920s and 1940s (the latter in a sense of “I have Jewish generational trauma” okay) but I’m also a massive history nerd and at least one of my alters would absolutely rock with being from like 1860. I think I’m too wild to come from any time earlier, I’d probably be labeled a witch or something. Kind of interested to see what era people would think I belong in, though?

[onehunnit]

Cinema Studies Minor Gets Super Into Analyzing K-Pop Videos 2.2

Disclaimer: I'm still a student, no where near an expert, I will be wrong in some technical aspects. Also my interpretations are my opinion which means you may disagree and that's okay. Awesome even! Just be normal about it fr. This is also very out of order bc that's how my brain works. Also I am but a baby loretiny, which means my interpretations are shaky at best compared to what's been established. But the lore is confusing anyway so....

The World EP.FIN: Trailer Analysis pt 2: Sections

THIS WAS WRITTEN NOVEMBER 11TH 2023

Structure, Lines, & Perspective

Yo, Get This Camera Out Of My Face

Who Put Stanley Kubrick In My Album Trailer?  

The Entire Set Crew Needs To Be Sucked Silly (Again)

Black and White In The Lore

Structure, Lines, & Perspective:

There are so many fucking lines. There are SO. MANY. LINES just look at the trailer again for me okay? Try and find a curve in the set. There are so few, it's astonishing. 

Now for a place called Strictland, you may expect to see strictness. Well, you'd be right! 

To touch back on German Expressionism, lines are used to imply rigidity and structure. Strictland is strict, and thus characterized by straight lines and sharp, clear angles. There is little softness, it's all hard [insert other adjectives here]. 

The lines in general lead our eyes to the action and provide awesome contrast with our characters. I would insert screenshots however. I will not

Yo, Get This Camera Out Of My Face (why he smiling like that?) 

Close-ups and lighting are on the mind due to watching The Passion of Joan of Arc and talking about low-key lighting with my film professor for an hour. Low-key lighting is very even, and in this case I think it's used for cosmetic reasons. Listen, flawless skin is not just skincare and make-up, lighting is huge in it too! 

But it gives off the effect of being youthful, which helps since the youth are the new generation and Loreteez are ushering in a revolution and change comes with that.

Who Put Stanley Kubrick In My Album Trailer? 

Yeah so Hongjoong is doing the Kubrick stare. The subject tilts their head down while looking directly into the camera. This naturally casts shadow and is unsettling as it breaks the fourth wall. Originally used to depict characters who just tipped over into madness/insanity and its rly creepy, which brings into question Hongjoong's intentions. Is he happy that the girl rejected him? Is he planning something more sinister?

The Entire Set Crew Needs To Be Sucked Silly (Again)

Note: Loreteez is used interchangeably to mean the members in the lore as a whole and as the “A” Universe members. Halateez is used to describe the “Z” Universe members. 

I just want to talk about a few shots in particular that made me go crazy insane when I saw them. This is where the interpretations start going by the way.

This one is soooo perfect to me. You don’t understand. So let’s get into it. 

Mise-en-scene (MES) is a term that boils down to everything you see on screen: set, props, costumes, actors, blocking, lighting, anything! 

It’s separated clearly into foreground (desk and Wooyoung) and background (Yunho and the machines), though for our purposes we’re going to call Yunho’s field of depth the mid-ground and the curtains the background. 

In all fields the technology is old and anchored, contrast that with the futuristic holograms in this shot: 

Which emphasizes the binary between old and new. This is also the first time (if i recall correctly) Loreteez is using this technology, which indicates growth in their cause over all. 

Back to the first shot. While the foreground has all this older technology, it still fits in with Strictland as, from what we have seen, don’t have modern/future tech at their disposal. And why would they have it readily available if their whole deal is suppressing human emotion (“The disease is human emotion” - The Awakening of Summer (Rhythm Ta) Kingdom Stage) and expression. You don’t have a need to develop better technology. 

The mid-ground is much of the same; straight lines running straight across. Everything is old etc. But there are some round lights that break it up. Roundness? Out of the ordinary, right?

The background is more interesting though, because you finally get some curvature in this. The curtains are loose fabric and they drape which adds a different texture and shows that it’s not constrained to fall a certain way.

Pictured: Notes written on the screen.: Structure in machines, straight lines ins background / Fabric = loose, curves, along w/ circle and roundness

In all, the progression of structure to flowiness presents how Loreteez is, looming over the background, and a change from the rigidity of Strictland.

The second shot comes later, with Hongjoong stopping in front of the Academy student. She is standing in a cubby created by the walls angling upward, dividing the scene. Obviously too, Hongjoong is in all black while she is in white

Black and White in The Lore

As a quick aside: Black and White in the Ateez universe is so curious to me. Black in our society is understood as “bad” and white “good” and Ateez uses that binary to create shades of grey (which we WILL be discussing more thank you very much!) and nuances to the social issues being presented and critiqued. Strictland is white, and in that society, it is the “good”; saving its citizens from a disease. Loreteez are “bad” because they are rising against the norms and trying to change them, threatening the institutions Strictland has put into place. 

While initially we saw Halateez as “evil” due to their masked appearances and black garb when they first appeared, it became clear in Answer that they are not the antagonists, rather on the same side as our protagonists, Loreteez. 

But beyond that lineation: In this particular shot, the lines of the wall and the people walking past make an invisible line for Hongjoong and the girl to cross to be pulled to either side, good or bad.  The invisible line being made of people in movement and the inanimate wall is not lost to me either; showing how barriers are not just physical but can be social/psychological

But beyond that lineation: In this particular shot, the lines of the wall and the people walking past make an invisible line for Hongjoong and the girl to cross to be pulled to either side, good or bad.  The invisible line being made of people in movement and the inanimate wall is not lost to me either; showing how barriers are not just physical but can be social/psychological

14 comes up here, that is a # to look out for. Maybe the number of songs? JK LMAO that'll never happen 😭 <- I wrote this before the trackless came out okie?

Despite all my black and white talk, the curious thing about the color grading is that there is no true white in the costumes, it is all grey. There is a mix, we have moved on from the clarity and have moved into the murky soup. The grey and nuance are exacerbated in the next shot.

In this, the only thing I can think of is the idea of yin and yang, that at the heart of good and evil there is the other. Again, there is an invisible line separating the girl and Hongjoong. On the girl's side are her white shoes and the darkness behind her. On Hongjoong's side is the black of his attire and the highlights in front of him. But it is not white, rather it is grey, which is a transitional color.

But at the end, the girl does not take his outstretched hand, she walks on, he smiles (quite evilly tbh, go back to the Kubrick stare section). Out of what? Pride maybe? Everything is going to plan? He's certainly not unhappy so…

But that concludes part 2! I might do more, but who knows?

[ask-the-reaper-conspiracy]

Did your opinion of any of the TGAA characters change from the beginning of the game to the end (or later as you were thinking about them)?

Two examples I can think of right off the bat are Herlock Sholmes and Courtney Sithe.

I was very displeased when I first saw Sholmes in the second case. It looked exactly like they had made him into an overhyped buffoon for the purposes of making Ryunosuke look like the "real" great detective of the two of them, and as a big fan of Sherlock Holmes I had always hated adaptations/parodies that just turned him into an idiot for funsies. I had really enjoyed the first case of this game, so I was really struggling to maintain that goodwill from the moment Sholmes called Ryunosuke a Russian lol. (I'd also missed the gameplay previews that showed his deductions being wrong, so this was all new information to me.)

After they gave Sholmes some actually good insights, I tried to be okay with the idea that Sholmes was still "intelligent", but that he just needed "a little help" to keep himself on track, which was still kind of bullshit but I was determined to like this game and he was a major part of it. I think it helped at the very end of the case when Sholmes basically apologized to Ryunosuke for playing games when his friend had died.

By the end of the fourth case I'd already come to like him as a character, though, especially because he was one of the only people in this game that was being genuinely helpful to the main duo even Prof Mikotoba was a little shady at first dfkgksdffd. They were making him more and more insightful in little ways, and his dialogue was just so on point that I found it easier to believe that he was smarter than he let on, and from there he continued to feel more and more like a proper Holmes character. (I think the whole caramel thing in particular was what sold me.)

Then when the final deductions in the second game came around and confirmed what I'd started to assume, that Sholmes is good at deductive reasoning but his earlier attempts were the result of stealth-mentoring/trolling, I accepted it wholeheartedly. He is now one of my favorite Holmes adaptations ever.

I have a little less of a rollercoaster for Courtney Sithe but I remember not liking her too much when I first played Resolve. She wasn't on screen for long enough for me to get attached to the character, I thought her breakdown was too low-key to be impressed by it, and to be fully honest I was a bit put off by the presence of a stylish, modern-looking pantsuit in a game set in the Victorian era. I also didn't like her theme song rip.

I just went away from 2-3 having this very shallow impression of her and I didn't like it. Though I guess I did like her as an extension of Maria, because I loved Maria, and with what screentime she had her relationship with her mother is a big part of her character.

It was only after I'd gotten a chance to read other people's takes on Courtney that I started warming up to her. I also got over myself when it came to her character design (especially after seeing the thought that went into it from reading the concept art notes.)

And then of course I've gotten a much deeper appreciation for her from playing her on this blog, as anyone who's been around since the Sithe Locks event can attest to.

[hecckyeah]

i feel like i've watched about 29734894 new movies and shows in the last 3 weeks, so here are some ratings and thoughts that literally no one asked for (in no particular order)

Room (2015) - Dark and innocent at the same time. A horrific, chilling story told through the eyes of a 5-year-old boy, which is a super sweet and refreshing perspective. Super compelling, pretty disturbing, messed me up for DAYS. Overall 8/10

Kingsman: The Secret Service (2014) - Mostly I liked this one, it's fun. It's high-action. It's your classic spy organization with all the nifty gadgets, the hot men in three-piece suits beating people up with electronic umbrellas. 7/10, only because I hated all the detailed, in-your-face gratuitous violence.

Kingsman: The Golden Circle (2017) - Okay I kind of hated this movie. It's blatantly trying to one-up its predecessor, littered with plot holes and convenient cover-ups. It's even worse in the gratuitous violence category, so much that I missed like half the movie because I was hiding behind my phone screen. Its only saving grace was the presence of Pedro Pascal. 4/10

The Last of Us (2023) - Phenomenal. And that's coming from someone who avoids the horror genre like the plague (sorry). Not too focused on violence, with an insanely emotional and compelling storyline. If it stays true to the game, I hear we have some SERIOUS crying to do in the future. 9/10

13 Going on 30 (2004) - Okay granted, I've seen this once before. But it was forEVER ago, so I was basically watching it for the first time. This one is a classic, as it should be! So funny without relying too much on misunderstandings and embarrassing situations (pet peeve of mine lol), and the happy ending is just so perfect. 10/10, of course.

The Devil Wears Prada (2006) - Omg I know- [ducks from flying tomatoes] I can't believe it's my first time watching this. Absolutely top-tier movie. A classic for a GOOD reason. Anne Hathaway and Meryl Streep?? Dynamic duo I never knew I needed. It's nuanced, it's interesting, it's emotionally compelling. And it makes me never want to have anything to do with the fashion industry, ever. 10/10 because what else would it be?

Elvis (2022) - Okay my brother vehemently disagrees with me here, but this one kinda sucked. Insanely fast-paced, hard to follow. It's one of those biopics where I had to wonder what was real and what was just for the movie, because it was just so modernized and surreal. 5/10

Avatar (2009) - AMAZING. PERFECT. Absolutely classic, iconic movie. It pulled me in from the first second and I just couldn't look away. I get why it's the highest grossing movie ever. Lightyears ahead of its time. Action, unexplored worlds, tall blue alien people, complete with a romance plot that would make nicholas sparks question his existence. 12/10 this is my new comfort movie.

The Last Man on Earth (2015) - It sucked. I stopped after the fourth episode. 1/10, next question.

The Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent (2022) - Perfection. Low-key comedic genius. I think it's underrated. Super meta, totally off-the-wall, Nick Cage and Pedro Pascal absolutely tripping on acid will forever be unmatched in my eyes. 9/10, because I think they could have gone WAY more meta at the end. Still hysterical though.

[summerwritesstories]

WIP

Thorne and Dan were awakened by the sound of a pounding on their door. "It's the police; open up!" Thorne had written a letter to the police; they had been not only a witness to the murder of a young boy but an accomplice his murder; and they told the cops everything.

June 20, 1992

"We should plan a fourth of July party!" Thorne exclaimed. "We've lived together for a year, and we never leave the house. We can invite the whole neighborhood! All the kids are out of school, we can rent a bounce house and you could play music. You know, bring the community together and get to know each other; I can even put up posters!

"Fine, fine. If I say yes, will you give it a rest?" Dan said with a beer in his hand.

"Yes." Thorne's smile spread across their entire face. They have an infectious smile. Whenever Thorne smiles, you can't help but smile too. They went to the kitchen and snatched the car keys from the key holder.

"Where are you going?"

Thorne stopped in their tracks. "I'm going to the dollar store for art supplies so I can make posters advertising our cookout. Is that okay?" Thorne asked nervously.

"I'll go with you." Dan reluctantly got up from his recliner and grabbed his wallet. "Let's go."

They locked the door behind them and walked to their car. "What's the real reason you wanna throw this party?" Dan asked.

"I have no friends, Dan. I feel suffocated staying in the house all day every day." Thorne said.

Dan let out a frustrated sigh. "Who's fault is that? You could be working or something."

"You're kidding, right?" Thorne snapped. "Every time I get a job, you have a meltdown, I have to come home early, and then I get fired. Believe me, Dan, I wish I had a job; at least I'd get out of the house every once in a while."

"So now it's my fault you can't find a job?" Dan yelled.

"Please, keep your eyes on the road; and don't scream at me. I feel like I can't talk to you about anything without you getting mad at something I say. Maybe we need a break..."

Dan screamed louder and slammed his foot on the gas. THUD.

He slammed his foot on the breaks, and the car sputtered out of control. Thorne and Dan's heart were thumping in their chests. They sat there as if they had been frozen in time.

Thorne came to first. They glanced at Dan. "Dan, are you okay?" Dan sat there silently. Motionless.

They opened the passenger's side door and stepped out of the vehicle. They walked to the bumper to take inventory of wreckage. "The bumper is fucked, the windshield is shattered, and a tire has been ripped off its axle.

"Dan? Dan!" Nothing. Dan stood inches away from Thorne's  face. "We bury the body. Then we do absolutely nothing. We go on as if nothing ever happened." 

"You can not be serious." Thorne was shocked. This was a new low for Dan. "I can't believe you! You really are serious, aren't you?" 

"I am. And you're going to go along with me." Dan's demeanor became eerie. 

"Why the fuck would I do that?" Thorne asked. 

"Because without me, you're nothing. Where are you going to live, Thorne? When I'm in prison, you won't be getting shit from me, so please tell me where you're gonna go, what you're gonna eat. Where will you sleep, huh?"

Dan was right; Thorne relied on him. They hated it, but he was right. Thorne had no life without Dan. 

"No cops. No hospitals. Just you, me, and two shovels." He sat in the driver's side, staring out the shattered windshield with both hands gripping the steering wheel.

"We need to call the police. Dan, you were completely gone. You need-"

Dan's knuckles turned white. "Stay here, I'll get some help." His grip loosened, and he regained . "No. I'm okay."

"I. Said. NO!" Dan shouted.

"Okay, I'm sorry. What do you want to do?" Thorne asked.

You need me Thorne, don't fucking forget that. No cops, and NO HOSPITALS! He screamed, standing inches away from Thorne's face, spraying them with saliva.

Dan stepped out of the car. Thorne joined him as they walked toward the dark, deformed, lump in the road. Their eyes adjusted. "Oh my God, you hit a child!" Thorne shouted and grabbed their chest. Tears flooded Thorne's face, and their body went limp. They collapsed and slid down the door of their SUV.

"ME? What the fuck do you mean me? You're in just as deep as I am, bitch."

"What do you suppose we do then, huh?" Thorn hissed.

"We bury the body. Then we do absolutely nothing. We go on as if nothing ever happened."

"You can not be serious." Thorne was shocked. This was a new low for Dan. "I can't believe you! You really are serious, aren't you?"

"I am. And you're going to go along with me." Dan's demeanor became eerie.

"Why the fuck would I do that?" Thorne asked.

"Because without me, you're nothing. Where are you going to live, Thorne? When I'm in prison, you won't be getting shit from me, so please tell me where you're gonna go, what you're gonna eat. Where will you sleep, huh?"

Thorne knew Dan was right. They hated it, but he was right. Thorne had no life without Dan.

[xarrixii]

Chapter_13 : "Pancakes" ━━━━━━━━━━━━━

CW: previous chapter | beginning | masterlist

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As an official PY A-5 member of Cinder, Alph had been given access to the training room. It’s exactly where Liam found them. Jabbing at a punching bag.

After a long, dwelling silence, “You need something?”

“A hello would be⸺ Nevermind. Congratulations, you’re being handed your first mission, courtesy of the bitch-ess herself.” Liam sits down on a weight lifting bench.

Punch. “Okay.”

“You’re going to more deeply investigate a site we think has the potential to harbor criminal gang activity without getting the police called on the joint. Last thing we need to do is to potentially scare all of the enemies into hiding.”

“Seems like a decent enough idea to me.”

“Maybe from the mindset of an officer-to-be, not seeing criminals is your most preferable outcome.”

Alph frowns.

“Obviously, it’s a stealth mission we usually reserve for A-4 non-pyros. For some reason, your mother just wanted to get you on the field ASAP.”

“So I’ll be with other people?” Hit.

“No. You’re going alone.”

The frown digs itself deeper.

“On paper, anyway. I’ll be helping whether anyone wants me to or not. We need something in case you die or disappear in there.”

“You are such an asshole, you know that?”

“Not nearly as much as I could be. Take your boyfriend for example.”

Jab. “Urban isn’t my boyfriend.”

Liam blinked a few times. “Her bitchiness said he was. My mistake. Let’s get a move on, kid. I don’t have the energy for teleportation calculations, so you’re driving while I’m on GPS duty. Along with ignoring every single call from your mother duty. Except not because she might send a search and rescue party after me.”

“Good to know she considers you an asset.”

“Most people who find out they’re TE/TK don’t join the criminal business. They join the government, with safer benefits. If they don’t join the government, they don’t tend to learn both. Which means teleportation itself is rarer than it could be. Being able to teleport more than once⸺”

“Alright, I get it. Toss me the keys, and we’ll go.”

Alph catches the keys in one hand, ruffling through their hair with the other.

If they’d known the ride there would be so grueling, they would have let Liam rant about kinetics for longer.

“This is the part where I tell you about the pancake stack, isn’t it? I suppose it would be. Have I told you about the pancake stack before?”

“Yes⸺”

“Jokes on you, I can read your mind. Anyway. Cinder is like… Cinder is a pancake stack, except you kept thinking you made the previous pancake too big and that the griddle wasn’t hot enough. The top pancake, that’s A-1. Big shots like your mom, Jackstalk, and other extended family.”

“Who the hell is Jackstalk?”

“That one is for another time. All you need to know, hyper powerful EK.”

“Right.”

“I knew you’d catch on fast. I would hope that of anyone, really, if they’re working in this business. Unfortunately nothing in life comes guaranteed. The second pancake is right below the first, pretty much how this entire stack goes. That’d be A-2. People like me. Direct command branches that the A-1s use so that they don’t have to. It’s like the strange story combat game with the… command guys and their weird ex-prisoner subordinates.”

“Those are not at all similar.”

“Are they not?”

“There are people above the ‘ex-prisoner subordinates’ and lower than the ‘command guys.’ Do you not know about SCPs?”

“Then I guess they aren’t that similar, but you get the point. Thanks for the promotion, by the way. Faster you die or become independent faster I get to keep my position without having to watch over anyone.”

“What?”

“The third pancake is the position I used to be, A-3. They’re the guys you tend to see making marks everywhere and commanding low-scale field missions. Fourth pancake—the A-4 group—is the A-5 guys that have been here a while. Fifth pancake is the biggest pancake, it’s the general base of Cinder, the A-5 group. Looks really weak and raw compared to the A-1s at the top. Almost still a liquid, leaking all over the plate. That’s you. The plate is the crime organizations Cinder fights to keep them from taking over a fucking continent. Not that we couldn’t if all the leadership decided to simultaneously change their minds.”

Alph wants to bang their head on the steering wheel. “You’re losing me.”

“Now that I’ve set up the stack, put a piece of butter on top. The butter is slowly melting into the top pancake. That’s our dwindling resources. Then get some syrup, and start pouring that over the whole thing, and that’s enforcement on our ass while we do their job more efficiently because we don’t have to follow the law to do it. Does that make sense?”

“No.” Alph stole a glance at the GPS to make sure they were still going the right way.

“And then there’s the hammer⸺”

“What does a hammer have to do with pancakes?”

“It breaks the plate underneath the stack that is Cinder and starts digging into the stack without permission. Trying to rip the stack apart from the inside.”

“And what does the hammer represent? My attitude?”

“The hammer is Storm.” Liam paused before opening the glovebox and grabbing a container of TicTacs. “And since I know you’re wondering, Urban is the raw batter the chef has yet to cook.”

“The chef?”

“The chef is the world, manipulating things into being. The griddle heat is our kinetics.” The car was quiet for the rest of the way, Alph pulling into a parking space when Liam spoke again, “You’ll get it eventually.”

“Right.”

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everyone's favorite daytime activity:

explaining why your local criminal organization is not a bunch of bad guys by using a terrible pancake analogy

[skidzobrainia]

Okay. It’s somewhat a long post. May or may not delete later … because I’m shy about it 🥸 also it’s only the first 3 introduced (Turbo, Chet, Whiplash) and I’ll do the other 4 some other day.

I would like to mention, that I base my human au on a lot of “Scott Pilgrim logic”. Meaning characters who may have certain powers or notable characteristics, like obviously, Turbo’s speed powers, but also things like Hardcase also being quite fast despite not being as “powers” and even things such as Skidmark breaking the fourth wall are things that are retained in a human au. Because I think it as funnier for it to have a certain video-gamey or even racing movie kind of funny charm in it… which also means none of these things are really explained, like Scott pilgrim where such things are basically just normal. Such is the name “Scott pilgrim logic!!”. If it can be excused in a comic book, it can be excused here. Even though I’ve put some logic or consequences to them, I don’t know if I’ll explain it here.

Anyways. Here we go.

Turbo is Mexican 🔥🔥🔥 nonbinary bisexual trans man. He has an autoimmune disorder SLE/Lupus and uses a wheelchair often (maybe ~%60 of the time) to aid because of much of it targeting the joints in jis legs… also, I don’t think I find it required to state that he is definitely AuDHD. 😊 Generally I think Turbo wears the strangest of clothes that he purely thinks is cool. Whether it is actually cool or not is up to you. Back in the “plant,” he wore more clothing meant more for function with the exception of an Indycar racing type of t-shirt (being the equivalent of the sticker on his shell with the two flags..) which he maintains even after leaving. I’d like to portray that even in his outfits post-500 and going onto the crew, you can still see that there’s some “function over fashion” in him, although only a little bit… he also has a self-done tattoo from the time of the number 5 on his arm. Miku style. Chet didn’t approve of it (and still doesn’t) for the sole reason of “it could get infected” that still freaks him out even years later. Also, Turbo has a birthmark on the cheek under his left eye.

Chet is, of course, also Mexican. He is low key kind of transgender but the specific way is a mystery to me and many others. Also bisexual. I am a part of the OCD Chet Truther’s club, which currently had the membership of 1 person, being me alone… He is also definitely autistic. Unlike Turbo, Chet values function over fashion as a general rule, although for being voted the “handsomest man” I’m sure that his fashion abilities are still very good despite being a second priority. He kind of dresses as the kind of guy you would see as the manager NOT of an office, but of a more active operation, wary of things like dirt or injury. Although obviously, he’s not doing much labor particularly into times like the show where he is simply the FAST crew’s manager, in which case his outfits start to stray away from that while maintaining staples like boots and long sleeve shirts. Chet has maintained his wavy hair throughout his life and takes care of it incredibly well. His hair is Very soft! Funnily enough, Chet is actually shorter than Turbo, but because Turbo is often using his chair, you don’t really see it too much. Chet is the second shortest of the group, only taller than Burn. (Turbo or Chet are both shorter average height, though. Meaning Burn is just a shortstack.) Chet also has a birthmark on the cheek under his left eye, matching Turbo’s!

A silly fact, the three strand cowlick/“ahoge” I draw on both Chet and Turbo (and I would on Whiplash too… if he had more hair) is meant to look like the leaves that sticking out the top of certain vegetables and fruits, but in Turbo and Chet’s case, meant to be similar to a tomato, because they’re “Garden snails!” (￣▽￣)

Whiplash is a transhet black man, and definitely the oldest of the crew (realistically not older than mid-late forties at most, but you just know that Turbo and Burn specifically would make jokes about it.) I don’t think he gets very fancy with his clothing of choice, but as he is impeccably confident in himself he can make even the simplest of hoodies into an important part of his aura. He has a bunch of tattoos of various things, some regarding important moments in his life, achievements in racing, and some just because he felt like it. The meaning of these tattoos he will not tell, they’re generally hidden due to his clothing. He has some arthritis in his neck, and also hands after some long years of working on cars before the crew was first formed and during its early inception. Whiplash is very stern with Skidmark to take care of his hands while he’s working on mechanics because of this. No if’s, and’s or but’s about it!

Somebody remember me to post about my Turbo humanization headcanons. I’m taking a nap first

[zephyrspace]

this. I LOVE this.

thinking about scenarios like that is so fun omg 😭 I can only image the absolute FIELD DAY doc has during/after Leona's overblot during chapter 2...or small health check ups with some other characters, doc sometime low-key dotting on students and etc,,

AJSJAJS IT REALLY IS FUN

not me naming the post after a buggs bunny reference-

i kind of just let my thoughts flow in that post so everything was so out of order 😭

doc definitely requests for there to be a tri-yearly (beginning, middle and end of the school year) health checkup on both students and staff! the checkups usually take one week for each dorm and doc quite enjoys getting to know all the students no matter how brief or quick the check up is. they claim that it’s to make sure all attendees of nrc are healthy and happy, but lowkey it’s to check the progress of any medications that they experimented on the students and staff with-

“your horns have grown by four millimetres in length since last term. i’d say by the time you’re onto your fourth or fifth century, your horns would be too heavy to carry,” you joke while writing the number down. malleus lets out (what you think is) a proud huff.

“what makes you think that a lowly human like you can be that close to malleus-sama’s body!! touching him as you please- i won’t allow it!!!” sebek shrieks, pointing an accusing finger at you.

ears aching and eyes not leaving malleus’ personal profile, you retort back, a small smile still etched onto your face, “y’know, sebek, i know you’re new to this and all, so i was lenient enough to let you watch your master’s checkup despite these tests being highly confidential.” halting your note-taking for a second, you give sebek a side glance, “but as your senior and part of the staff of this school, i won’t take too kindly being lectured in my own clinic.”

watching his guard being scolded, malleus laughs, “it’s best to do as your told, sebek.”

sebek’s heart audibly shatters at his master’s words but you and malleus choose to ignore it completely. how cruel.

ruggie has been caught swiping doc’s spare vitamins and tablets for the kids at the slums, but being aware of the environment he was born in, they just let him take it. sometimes even giving him advice on how to use it. doc considers putting instructions on the bottles for him.

“make sure that you do not give this to kids under five years old. for this one, you have to chew before you swallow. and as for this one, it may look like a moisturiser but it’s supposed to be eaten, only one teaspoon for twelve and under, once a day.” you pull sticky notes from your pockets and write down exactly what you say, carefully placing the notes onto the bottles.

“thanks, medic. i really needed these.” he hugs the multiple bottles close to his body, as if someone would take them away.

you frown at his words and actions, you wish you could do more to help him. the cost of the medicine that he’s been taking has risen considerably in the market due to its ingredients becoming more difficult to obtain and even you’re having a hard time getting your hands on it. you can only imagine how unaffordable it is for the less fortunate who need it.

gently resting your hand on the top of his head, you stroke his hair reassuringly, “ruggie, you don’t have to go behind my back to take these, okay? just ask me for them and i’ll try my best to get more next time.”

leona’s overblot… oh boy.

“do you think that the headmaster would allow me to examine the outsiders?” you hug yourself to contain your excitement, body trembling with anticipation and excitement. you try to steady your breathing but it comes out shaky and harsh.

“i mean, look at some of them, scratched up, bruised and battered, utterly helpless. they need someone to treat them, right? right?!?” you try to reason with the surrounding savannahclaw and heartslabyul students, feigning compassion and empathy for those who were involved. after all, you are the only one qualified to perform proper treatments.

they could all see that practically no one from outside the school had been hurt to such an extent but they let you dream.

[phoenixyfriend]

OKAY so on the topic of Star Wars takes wrt “character ends up in an A/B/O universe where they’re an omega, but they were previously a cis male in their canon”

@atagotiak and I had some Thoughts on discord

So, obviously, Anakin would make a good omega and he’s also incredibly murdery. Foregone conclusion that we're using him for this.

There is no preexisting Anakin in the Omegaverse. He shows up JUST as the war is starting. Canon timeline is in the third year of the war (he’s 22), but whatever dumped him into omegaverse also tossed him back a few years. No de-aging, just a bit of mismatched timeline stuff.

He's... really good at war, and clearly a Jedi, so the Temple just kind of goes "WELL OKAY THEN, SURE, YOU'RE IN, EVERYONE PRETEND HE'S BEEN HERE THE WHOLE TIME." The Jedi, by and large, don't care about omegaverse dynamics beyond 'what do you need, medically, to be happy and healthy' and 'what do you need to be aware of so you can be prepared for biases you encounter in the field?’

None of the civilian natborns (mainly politicians) want to put him on the field because of those biases. Anakin, being Anakin, is VERY blatantly an omega in scent, has never been on suppressants (because it wasn't a thing he fucking NEEDED), is incredibly emotional as a person, loves kids, etc.

Like, nobody wants an omega fighting a war anyway, but THIS one is like PINNACLE omega, and those awful Jedi are making him FIGHT just because he's good at stab!

The Jedi: Actually, it's because he's got several years of war experience that we don't, and he's a good tactician that works well with the clones-- Coruscant: You MONSTERS The Jedi: Look, we gave him the option to not stab and he looked absolutely devastated. Anakin, several days earlier: You don’t want me? I’m not good enough??? Jedi: Also he can beat up at least half the temple.

He doesn't know a damn thing about dynamics, but he DOES know that sometimes he's so horny he wants to stab HARDER. The clones are largely disinterested in their generals' dynamics because between mostly-Mando* trainers and no-dynamic Kaminoans, they only really care if a person can shoot.

* Mandalore approves of Fighty Omegas. As far as (traditional) Mandalore is concerned, you want an omega that will kill the threats to your children as well as you do.

Anakin: You know more about being an omega than I do. Rex: ...I'm an alpha. Anakin: Yeah. Let that one sink in a bit.

We have two options for Obi-Wan!

Omegaverse local Obi-Wan (beta) has never met this man before, and is very unnerved that the immediate default reaction Anakin has to his presence is releasing Family pheromones as if Obi-Wan is his DAD and like. This strange, too-tall man from another dimension has got absolutely NO control over what he projects in the Force OR in his dynamic.

Obi-Wan was ALSO transplanted from canon to omegaverse, and is also an omega, for contrast reasons. He is nice and friendly and and likes poetry and that sort of thing... but also he has the highest dismemberment count in the movies. Also he doesn’t prioritize romance.

We went with the second one because it's hilarious.

Someone watching them spar: Wow, omegas from that universe are terrifying.

As previously mentioned, now with some tweaking to account for both: Obi-Wan and Anakin just straight up don't exist until they drop headfirst into the council room, already covered in blood. (It's mostly not theirs.)

Nobody realizes either one is an omega until they "naturalize" to this dimension and Anakin goes into heat... and doesn't realize it, actually, because his primary symptom is heightened protectiveness and aggression. Everyone else with the right nose realizes, because the man has no control over his pheromone production, but Anakin? No. He just stabs. He’s angry and horny and he will cut someone.

Ahsoka has no reaction to human pheromones but basically everyone smells Anakin's "my child!" reaction to her, so... Cool. Have a padawan, we guess.

Anakin ends up sparring a lot with Aayla and Ahsoka, because only humans and near humans have dynamics, so these two don't REACT to the pheromones situation.

(Palpatine is a Kindly Old Beta who tries to treat Anakin the way he EXPECTS Anakin wants to be treated, which is. Not. Accurate.)

(Anakin hates it.)

I'm just so in love with "An omega can't fight." "You wanna fuckin' bet?"

There are plenty of omega Jedi, by the way, it's just... most of them can keep it relatively low-key instead of Anakin's jet-engine broadcast. Some, if they're known to be omega, probably take advantage of being underestimated, like Obi-Wan probably (and especially a version of Obi-Wan that was always an omega, unlike this version). They have a very different way of presenting themselves than Anakin, who's not subtle about being an omega and also not subtle about being all aggressive and stabby.

At one point, Anakin has to protect some Very Traditional Individuals who get all "Stay back, Omega, it's not safe!" and he's just... so tired of this shit. “You are squishy civilians and I'm a trained Jedi Knight and accomplished GAR General who's killed more people in one sitting than there are in this entire palace. Sit the fuck down and let me do my job.”

It starts making the rounds that Anakin insisted on fighting in person, and the rumors shift from "how dare the Jedi force an omega to fight" and over into things that are deeply hurtful in-universe in the vein of "broken omega" and some people try to say it to his face but like...

He didn't grow up here.

He doesn't care.

Say that to one of his friends and he's going to rip out your spleen, probably, but say it to him and he's just staring at you flatly and asking if that's a negative on getting away from the encroaching battle droids, sir?

"You're rather unpleasant for an omega, aren't you?" [deeply offensive] "I literally could not give less of a fuck about your opinion. Move."

It's not that there aren't omegas that act like Anakin, either, it's just that most of them aren't, you know, Jedi who regularly interact with the upper crust, or capable of his level of destruction. Unbeknownst to Anakin, everyone clocks him as Outer Rim based on his behavior, well before his accent gives him away, and certainly before he mentions he's from Tatooine, because Core Omegas Don't Act Like That.

Someone they meet in a more diplomatic setting says something decently passive-aggressive about how at least Obi-Wan acts more like how an Omega should. Then a battle breaks out for some reason, and... well. Anakin and Obi-Wan cause such a scandal by keeping score of kills in a battle, don’t you know?

Turns out sending Anakin to fight Ventress is great because she keeps expecting him to react a certain way but NO he's here to STAB.

I like the idea that Obi-Wan's favorite opponent these days is Grievous because the cyborg doesn't have a nose, and thus gives zero fucks about dynamics or heats. Dooku is a rich old man who has opinions heavily influenced by Sith Juice Making Him More of a Dick, and the Dathomiri can smell dynamics even if they don't have them, and so they have biases about those things. Meanwhile, Grievous is just there to Kill, and Obi-Wan genuinely appreciates the lack of commentary on his dynamic.

Dooku’s probably an alpha, or a beta who's used the whole "we are more level-headed" thing as one of several angles to keep himself the public face and supreme commander of the CIS.

On to more fluffy things that have less to do with political biases.

There's a lot of "I'm upset that my loved ones don't know me," but also please understand the appeal of Obi-Wan marching up to Quinlan like "Yes, hello, I understand you've been read in on the full situation behind myself and my former padawan. I was close friends with your alternate universe self, which I feel is necessary disclosure before I propose the following: Would you like to join me for my upcoming heat, as I have minimal experience with the dynamics situation and even fewer people I actually trust, and I believe I can put my faith in you to treat it as casually as necessary while still having control and respect for my person."

(The Team is in a fairly safe place to process stuff, but having sudden unexpected changes to your biology has gotta be a little traumatizing, on top of ending up in a universe where none of your friends know you and people have a whole host of unfamiliar forms of sexism to point at you.)

Obi-Wan, who wasn't quite touch-averse but was much more easily overwhelmed by physical contact than Anakin (who craved it), suddenly finds his body switching gears and insisting on cuddles with Trusted Loved Ones, which is.... mostly Anakin, on account of nobody else really knowing him yet. Also Ahsoka, who is aware that she's something of a replacement for her alt-universe self, but Anakin explained it as "I love you so much no matter which dimension I'm in or what you're like, and I'd like to get to know you the way I got know her."

(It's rather eloquent for Anakin. He got Obi-Wan to help him draft up the script for when he pitched taking on omegaverse Ahsoka as a padawan.)

Anakin gets a more intensely sexual heat than 'usual' at one point for Reasons (IDK it could be as innocuous as 'we got better food than the usual rations and my body is reacting to the higher fat content with the belief that it's safer to have a baby now'), which nobody takes a whole lot of notice of because they're in a WAR, and also this is only his fourth one so it's not like he's got a lot to compare it to... except then the predominantly alpha clones can't stop themselves from reacting to the pheromones, mostly by wandering past his door and asking if he needs anything, offering up alpha-scented blankets and stuff for the nest to soothe the hormones, bringing snacks and electrolyte drinks, and like, Anakin is flattered, really, but fuck off please.

(He got a warning from medical a few hours before it hit that it would be different, so he actually does have alpha-scented fabrics to help him out. Apparently that's a thing you can just ask friends for, so he asked Rex if he had anything on hand that he could spare. He now has one of Rex’s recently-used sheets and a bodyglove in the nest.)

(Anakin has no idea how to feel about the nesting instinct, but at least it’s warm.)

Tia asked "Oh hey, who has the scared and horny reaction to his carnage?" and like.

Listen. I'm not saying I've been low-key imagining this as Rex being a very subby alpha who's really into Anakin's whole Thing but...

At one point Anakin gets injured in a way that requires painkillers and he ends up whining to the point of almost crying about the fact that nobody is cuddling him right now in medbay and Kix just gives up and comms Ahsoka to come hug her weird older brother.

And Then There Is Purring.

That’s a Thing Now.

Rex ends up in the pile somehow. He came over to check on Things and ended up yanked in by half-asleep, half-high Anakin, who has a grip like an octopus and no impulse control and is purring like a pod motor while NUZZLING HIM.

There’s a lot of blackmail photos featuring Rex’s very intense blush as he’s cuddled by his commander (giggling at him) and general (clinging like a tooka and rubbing himself all over).

Anakin is deeply offended that ANYONE thinks he'd want to get pregnant by just any old person, NO he needs to fall in LOVE there needs to be EMOTIONAL DRAMA and if Padme won't have him (apparently she's in a relationship and no he's not BITTER) then he'll find someone else to have a whirlwind romance with!

People think Anakin's a slut because he can't control his pheromone production (he has NO practice and for health reasons he can't go on suppressants) so he always smells open and ready for flirtations, which Obi-Wan also has to a somewhat lesser degree (he's older so his body just naturally produces less), and then someone tries to cross a boundary and grabs his ass and ANYWAY Anakin has to now fill out an incident report for breaking a civilian's arm.

Again.

[nyxo-cthulu]

Rating Stardew Valley Milfs, from worst to best.

Disclaimer: SPOILERS +I'm biased.

Worst of. Robin. Mother of 2, Sebastian from first marriage (adult) and Maru from current marriage (youngest and adult) Robin is the one mom everyone gets a crush on in the first few minutes of playthru, but dont let that make you ignore the atrocities she still does in her house. Her MILK AND BREAD is building house, she is A CARPENTER, but she cant even think of building a window for her son??? Does she want him dead? asphyxion is a serious matter wtf and he lives in a basement? (thats okay, Sebastian likes the basement part, but he often voices his miscontent with having no windows) She also sit still in the face of her husband being controlling over her daughter... She is enabling abuse in exchange of comfort. Did she ever do any parenting ever? is the reason she married a second time, was to get a parent to take over the hassle she was never ready for???

Coming for Pam in second. Mother of one, Penny, an adult. Need i say more? She is irredeemable. Irresponsible. Lazy. Low-key narcissistic. Lost herself to an addiction. Doesnt show much care about Penny. Cares more about how others see her than Penny. The education she gave to Penny was in the purpose of Penny taking care of her instead of the opposite. She is verbally abusive and some fans even speculate that she is physically so. Not a mother in any way shape or form.

Third of, Jodi. Jodi Jodi Jodi... A pitiful woman, but still a bad mother. She still love her kids, but... She wasn't made for motherhood... Mother of Sam (adult ?) and Vincent (Kiddo) She hardly ever participate in taking care of the emotional and disciplinary needs of her kids, and she compensate by spoiling them with toys. Sam, he is a child with the age of an adult. Ans she is to blame... Vincent's mental growth is way worse than Sam's, its as if he has no actual mental stimulation aside from Penny's teachings :( She often complains about chores, but she doesn't realize that she could have given some responsibilities to Sam so that he could help her ToT Its a big part of discipline to give tasks and make the family work together. If you go talk to Vincent frequently, many times he would say that he was hungry... wtf Jodi.. what do you even do with your free time... I think i should also note that Jodi has no actual hobby to take her mind off of her miserable life aside from her little garden, and i'm not even sure what she even grows there... She has no life of her own, and she was forced into the mold of a mother, and she yearns for an escape... if only she had other ambitions, and an actual life outside of motherhood...

Evelyn coming at fourth! She is not bad at all! She is technically a mom, and she takes care of her Grandson Alex! A very loving caretaker! She is a strong willed woman, and doesn't let old age take her productivity down! She is kind to all, and very nurturing ! Genuinely loves and care for people. Finds the joy in the little things, and loves to share with others. No flaws are to be seen in the horizon, except her attachment to the past, which is a cute thing about her tbh xD We don't see her much being a mother, but Alex is relatively a good boy, and it truly shows how much influence she had on him, since he seriously needed that affection in his life But...If Alex wasn't broken by his father... would Evelyn's education be considered too laid back? and would have Alex grown spoiled? George is definitely not a healthy authority figure, so he wouldn't fill the gaps of discipline... Would Evelyn know how to be occasionally harsh without being damaging? It all works out thankfully X)

Best of all for last! Caroline! Mommy I wanna Ntr her so bad Caroline is often voicing her concern for Abigail when talking to the farmer. (Unlike the other direct moms) She truly cares for her daughter. She is just not used to Abigail's interests. And even in her argument with Abigail in the 6 heart event, she apologizes. It shows that, she isn't trying to be controlling, but rather that she is confused about the way her daughter acts and expresses herself. I personally believe that arguments with loved ones is a neutral thing, and that it is the intention of the party that decides whether it's a bad or good quarrel. Good quarrels usually reveals what the individual has to work on. And i think this was a good quarrel. Caroline was checking that Abigail was aware of the opportunities given to her, to make her grateful. It's discipline. And Abigail was asserting her individuality, and refusing to let others decide how she must look. She decides what she wears or does. Both listened to each other, and it was very satisfying tbh. Caroline is also the one person holding up the female population of Pelican town! She is healthy minded and bodied, and encourages other to be that as well, she invites the women to her home to exercise each week! She doesn't let go of her personal, social or Family responsibilities! +If she didn't exist, Jodi would have lost her mind At this point u_u All in all It requires to be a good person to be a good mother!

Heheee Penny is definitely an honorable mention. She took it upon herself to educate and teach the kids of Pelican Town! She is a very encouraging individual. And she is filling the gaps in the learning process of these kids... She basically, became the mother she wish she had...

[osakunt]

Hello! Just found your post where you ask for stuff and now I'm here to ask for the stuff! Can I have something about Atsumu getting angry during a friendly volleyball game because his girlfriend sucks as a spiker and then he try to make it up? Thank you!

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Atsumu wanting to get some more extra practice in he called you in as soon as practice with the team ended. Bokuto and Sakusa tried getting him to go home but he refused to do so - talking about how he felt like he wasn’t feeling the way he was setting.

This was now the fourth game you and Atsumu had started and he was starting to get aggravated at the way you spiked. Bokuto who decried to stay behind with Sakusa were the ones who you were up against. Even though they tried getting the blond to go home, they agreed to go a few round with y’all before calling quits.

Atsumu sets the ball your way and you miss it by a few centimeters because you didn’t get that elevation from you jump. your fingers only grazed the ball making it fall to your side with you. “Fuck” you whisper to yourself as you land back on the court. “That was so high !! That was a really nice jump y/n !” Bokuto complements you trying to make you feel better. Even though he was trying to uplift your spirit, he really meant his words. Sakusa nodding in approval he walks over to the middle where the net was to give you a low high five.

“What the fuck ?! Ya couldn’t easily gotten that !!” Atsumu’s words boom out of him louder than he wanted them to. “Tsumu it’s just -” “No y’just can’t spike for shit” he walks over to the ball and grabs it not realizing that you and the other two males were taken aback by him being this way.

“Well shit - my bad !! It ain’t my fault that I suck so damn bad !! You know ‘m not a volleyball player and reason why I took time outta my day to come help you, was because I love you and want to see you excel in your plays !!” His words shouldn’t have cut you that deep but you had agreed to his begging over the phone. You took time out of an important project that your job had going just to come all this way to gym and get yelled at in front of two close friends.

“It’s cool though, you can find a way back home by yourself” you grab your phone and car keys then hug the others goodbye before glancing at Atsumu with a expressionless face. Walking out you get in the car driving off with Atsumu’s words looping over and over in your head.

“Miya it’s just a fuckin’ game, calm down. Y/n pushed her work aside to come help you out and you go off on her knowing fully well that she isn’t a player” Sakusa folds his arms shaking his head and gathering his things to head home.

“Yea dude. it’s not all that deep. I honestly think we had good practice. You’re just having one of those days. It’s understandable but going off like that wasn’t your best move” Bokuto follows Sakusa out the gym leaving the blond pouting.

“Can y’all at least take me home……”

Sighing Sakusa silently curses nodding a yes. “You can ride in the back. Bokuto will sit in the front passenger seat”

“Ya hate me that much ?”

“Atsumu, for all you know y/n could be packing your shit in trash bags and probably has changed the door locks by now”

“Y/n do be petty though” Bokuto echoes snickering to himself texting you a small ‘Is his PS5 in the garbage yet?’ Mocking Atusmu.

Finally pulling to your shared home, Sakusa wishes Atsumu luck and Bokuto gives him a small laugh waving before the car pulls away.

Swallowing dryly, your boyfriend goes in feeling the cold air of the A/C. Hearing the click of the door lock you ignore the man walking in not even looking up from your laptop from the living room. Atsumu expected a welcome back hug -

Instead he was greeted with the tapping sounds of your keyboard and paper work being shuffled around. Going up to your shared room he takes a quick shower and quickly runs down to the kitchen thinking that his way his outburst would be something to forget about.

Pulling out a box of snacks for you - he goes your way to the living room. Getting to the living room he notices that you were no longer there. Going around from dining room to home office he starts to get worried thinking you left for the night.

Making his way back to the living room to loath in self pity, he passes the stair case where you were coming down with your laptop charger. “There ya are….uhm I got ya these” he extends his hand to you from the bottom of the stairs. “Thanks” you murmur grabbing the fruit snacks from his hold and taking your leave to finish up your work.

“I can make dinner if yer busy”

“Yea sure”

Your vague answers killed him but he knew all too well that your reaction wasn’t just because.

An hour later he grabs your laptop from your hands and sets a plate of spaghetti in them, smiling trying his best not to fold under your stern gaze.

Sitting next you on the couch, he tries making small talk but that didn’t work work all too well. You were far too concentrated with both your work and flashbacks of the embarrassing moment he had made you go through. “Y/n, baby I’m really sorry. I know y’aint a player but I simply thought ya could at least hit a ball ….wait no that came out wrong. It’s just …arrghh- I’m sorry for shouting at ya. ‘M just so frustrated with how I’ve been playing that I felt the need to try harder and I guess that frustration got a hold of me and lashed out on ya” he looks down at his plate waiting for you to respond.

“You know I was only trying to help with whatever knowledge I have of the spiking position. Don’t get me wrong I know how it works. Thing is my legs didn’t cooperate with the height you tossed the ball. It’s fine,really” with a shrug you continue to eat not looking at him.

“No it’s not okay. It’s cause of me that yer mad. Ya won’t even look at me” the blond whines

Rolling your eyes you look up at him still with a straight face not really wanting to talk anymore of the matter. “Tsumu, it’s really fine” “no it ain’t. Yer only sayin’ that cause ya want me to leave ya alone”

After dinner he stayed with you until the unheavenly hours of morning, trying to keep you company  as you made the finishing touches of your project. This was his way of making it up to you - Snacks, dinner and staying by your side.

When you finally did get finished up you, feel a weight to your shoulder that was starting to ache. Turning your neck you see Atsumu asleep snuggling against your arm - you can’t look away from how squishy he looked. Pinching his cheek lightly, he stirs awake blinking a few times.

“Let’s go to bed,baby” you save your work then close your laptop sitting it in the coffee table to help him up. “Ya ain’t mad ?” “I was but it’s fine now. Let’s go to bed”

“Baby, I truly am sorry” “I know,my love. I know” your soft smile indicates to the twin that he was no longer on thin ice.