#oof better tag this properly so no one murders me

[aegon]

I have to post a screenshot of the ask (since it seems to be showing in my mobile app but not on desktop, tumblr is just swallowing it up.) 

Cheers for being so reasonable about this, I know it’s not easy being a fan of both characters so I do appreciate how chill you are about all this, especially with how I feel about Sansa ❤️

I’m not really one to mince my words so I’ve kept it under the cut to spare everyone the negativity on their dash:

The crux of my issue with Sansa on the show is that I don’t see anything interesting about her character, mostly because it’s such a mess and ends with no real development - yet, she’s rewarded anyway.

She starts the show as a spoiled brat who betrays her family because she wants a crown and she ends the show in exactly the same way. There’s nothing new, nothing different, no growth, save for the fact she’s developed the whole “ice cold bitch” persona that D&D believe is what strong women are like. Sansa’s singular priority for multiple seasons has been to wear a crown, to the point that she’s willing to trod on her family to do it - and I can’t get behind that. Literally, where is the growth? She has snappier one-liners now?

Arya was right when she accused Sansa of discrediting Jon’s authority because she believed it was her right to rule. Ignoring the fact that Jon was chosen. For a story that glorifies the underdogs, whose main characters are all about challenging the status quo - Sansa is literally just more of the same. She’s not interested in any real change, she just wants power. I don’t see how she’s any different than Cersei or Tywin or any other villain. That’s not very Stark at all, yet she’s framed as the Starkiest Stark. Hard pass.

Everything went downhill the moment they had her marry Ramsay, because everything since then has been about “making up” for it. I don’t believe Sansa earned her crown in the end. If we compare her with Jon or Dany or Tyrion, Sansa’s leadership skills are woefully undeveloped. We went from Jon uniting the NW and the Wildings to earn his respect and Dany’s campaign against slavery and Tyrion fighting all sorts of prejudices to become Hand to….uh, whining about grain (in the face of a war with the dead)? Some offhand comment about keeping gates open? No interaction with the common people, no implication that she’s remotely inspiring, nothing unique, just the glory of a family name. It’s a serious step down in standards. We’re constantly told she’s amazing but like….where? Her entire hatred of Dany was based off of petty jealousy. Real great show of intelligence, 10/10 political mastermind.

Truly, the only reason she even wore a crown was because no one was left in the Stark family to take it. That’s not progressive nor remotely something to celebrate. It implies that a woman is in charge only when all the men have declined the position. Oh, and she was more than happy to cast Jon aside and end up alone as hell in Winterfell with not even Brienne by her side. Not that she seemingly cared to begin with. Sansa literally sent Brienne away in S7 because she was jealous of how well Arya got on with her. And then she betrayed Jon’s closest secret, the one her father allowed his marriage to be tainted with rather than reveal, the one Lyanna barely survived to beg her brother to keep quiet about. Cha cha real smooth.

Now there’s a reasonable argument to say this is all faulty writing, which yes, yes it is. But that was doomed from the start because D&D based Sansa off of Sophie instead of actual canon. Sophie, in my opinion, was the weakest cast member acting-wise and had the greatest misunderstanding of who her character was and what she represented. Sophie wanted Sansa to be a mash-up of herself, Arya and Dany - and that’s such a disservice to book!Sansa. And my god, it showed.

Judging from her interviews, Sophie’s only priority for Sansa was to be a boss ass bitch in armour shooting sassy one-liners at men. That’s…I mean, it definitely didn’t help me like her any better. It’s not a character I’d root for purely because of how utterly obnoxious I find Sophie and her interpretations of anything to do with the show.

Obnoxious is how I find her toxic fans too, because both Sansa and Sophie’s hardcore stans are one and the same. They really, really didn’t help Sansa’s popularity because some of the ones I’ve had the displeasure of meeting have been some of the most garbage people imaginable. Their twisted version of supporting a character could make Samwise Gamgee insufferable. While they’re not my only reason for disliking Sansa, they reaaaaaaaally made it hard to sympathise with her.

I suppose those are the reasons quickly off the top of my head. I mean, I can definitely see why she’d be a favourite for some people, and I’ve always stressed that I like her in the books and my criticisms are solely for the show.

Hope this hasn’t turned you off my blog too much! I know the fandom is already so toxic to fans of both Dany and Sansa, so I don’t want to send anymore negativity your way unnecessarily. Thanks for the ask, though! ❤️

[razorblade180]

Looking Back

[Lasting Embers au spoilers]

A constant in life is that life is constantly changing; a concept known to any huntsman that were worth their salt on the battlefield. As well as anybody who chose a dangerous life style. For Adam, it was the second constant in his life. The first was the stary void that dawned over him with its trillions of stars. It might be the only real perk of night watch. It was his turn to keep an eye out for any enemy that could’ve been following him and the rag tag fever dream of a team he found himself with. When Jacquelyn told him life is a story that goes the way each person decides, he never imagine somehow he had written a story that would lead him to helping members of team RWBY, their families, and his as well. Crazy for sure but hey, crazier had happened. This didn’t even make the list.

Yang approached him from behind with two mugs in her hand. The both of them were ordered to watch the forest clearing from the tree line. Ruby was dead set on making sure the two of them were in sync enough to fight together if things got hairy. Yang could think of a million other ways to spend the night but she wasn’t about to complain and handed him the coffee.

Yang:One coffee, black. If you’re going for something gross to keep you awake then I understand.

Adam:I told you black so you couldn’t slip anything in it.

Yang:....

Adam:Joking, I wasn’t serious. Mostly.

Yang:Your humor is more bitter than your drink. *sips* you should try to be more grounded.

Adam:That was terrible. We can’t both be bad at this or I might die from boredom alone.

Yang:Stabs to the chest didn’t end you. I doubt puns will. I’d be upset; could’ve gotten rid of you a long time ago if they did.

Adam:What can I say? I’m one lucky bastard.

Yang:I’ll say....

The blonde bruiser sat down with her head supported by her hands. Being here was awkward, too awkward. Neither of them really continued speaking. One watched the fields whil the other star gazed. Adam would sometime steal glances at Yang’s arm before going back to mapping out the sky. Yang let out a long and over the top sigh. At this point, talking to Adam couldn’t be as unbearable as saying nothing.

Yang:We should play a game.

Adam:What?

Yang:You heard me. It’ll pass the time. Besides, I’m positive Ruby will keep sticking us as partners if we don’t even pretend to get along.

Adam:Who’s pretending? I made my peace with my thoughts on you a long time ago. If I hadn’t then I wouldn’t have entertained the thought of looking over your daughter for over a decade.

Yang:Hmm is that right? Well, can’t say I’m not entirely over that hump.

Adam:This makes the fourth of fifth time you’ve told me that. You need new material. Freeing Jackie, me, when I showed up at your home, the train ride; I get it. Messaged received.

Yang:Tsk, no need to sound smug about it.

Adam:I’m not. I just don’t see a reason for you to state the obvious. You don’t forgive someone who shouldn’t be forgiven. What, are you upset because people like your sister don’t share the sentiment?

Yang:Why bring Ruby up and not Blake?

Adam:Like I said, stating the obvious. How are you two though? You’ve had plenty of time to properly bury that hatchet.

Yang:We’re just fine. Even before this whole cult shit.

Adam:Good. It’s already insane you two “killed” me and didn’t get together. I’d feel some type of way if you weren’t even friends. Talk about a let down.

Yang:You’re the reason- ugh, why the hell am I even trying to hold a proper conversation with you? I might as well pull my hair out...

Adam:....The hate game.

Yang:What?

Adam:It’s the game I wanna play. You and another person take turns talking about something you hate about the other.

Yang:That....sounds so stupid.

Adam:That’s the spirit, I’ll go first. You’re really loud all the time. Ever heard of a inside voice?

Yang:That’s rich coming from the screaming goat. All you ever did was scream Blake’s name.

Adam:All you ever did was scream in general. I hate how you always seem to butt into everything. It’s one thing to help a friend but you like act like you have a right to have an opinion on people you know by association.

Yang:I don’t need to know much about a terrorist to know you’re terrible.

Adam:I hate how you haven’t realized this is the first time you’re judging me by the crimes I committed for the first time, instead of claiming I was nothing but fake towards Blake and Ilia.

Yang:....

Adam:Everything is personal with you.

Yang:Says the hypocrite.

Adam:I won’t deny that. You feel better or you got more on your chest?

Yang:We’d be here for years if I said it all.

Adam:Then say the important ones I know you wanna say. “I hate that you’re still alive.” Or is it “I can’t stand your dismissive attitude?” The fact anybody like me was given a second-

Yang:I hate that you’ve spent more time with Yujin than me...

Adam:Oh....hmm. *lays back*

Yang:Got nothing smart to say, jackass?

Adam:Hey if you raised my kid with me barely around, I’d hate you too. Can’t fault you for that one.

Yang:It’s a twisted joke really. So many people to look over her from afar and it’s you. What was Sun thinking?

Adam:We were under staffed and things got ugly really fast. Decisions had to happen quickly. Plus the threat was clearly too unknown and dangerous to half ass anything. They killed two of you after all.

Yang:It would be wise to keep that incident out of your mouth. Ruby might tolerate you but that’ll change before I can even lift a finger.

Adam:Now you’re warning me? I thought your sister stomping me out would make your day.

Yang:Dude...shut up.

Adam:....What happened to your uncle and friend was terrible, sorry.

Yang:Ugh, even you saying that feels so wrong.

Adam: Please, thank you, and I’m sorry aren’t that hard. It’s not even new. The white fang wasn’t all snarls and chanting like you think. For awhile I pretty calm there.

Yang:The key word being “awhile.” You murdered your own.

Adam:Yep.

Yang*grits teeth* That’s all you say? People keep saying you’re different left and right and yet you don’t seem even a little regretfull. You’re sipping coffee and staring at the stars as if you hadn’t spent most of your life ruining other’s! What part of that sounds like a change of heart!?

Adam didn’t break his attention away from those stars. If he did, Adam would’ve no doubt seen how irritated Yang was. Her eyes burned red as she waited for an answer. Yang’s coffee was even boiling.

Yang:Well?

Adam:Regretting doesn’t bring them back, or the most heartfelt apologies. It just stirs anger. You wouldn’t feel better about your arm if I apologize.

Yang:So you choose to not even try.

Adam:No, I’ll just convince Jacquelyn to get the relic of creation whenever we eventually go to Atlas.

A perfectly good cup of coffee falls out of Yang’s hand. Did she hear that right? Adam just said he planned on creating an arm with a relic, for her!

Adam:What? It made me an eye. Making an arm is far less complicated than that. I’d say that would be better than any words I could say that you wouldn’t believe anyways.

Yang:....It’s your turn again.

Adam:Ah, let’s see. Well, if I were to be honest I guess...it really bothers me how similar you are to your daughter.

Yang:The hell does-

Adam:Let me finish before you break my ribs. That kid of yours pretty feisty and passionate about so many things. She bugged me to help train her until I finally said yes. Yujin gets frustrated easily and gets really sensitive about certain maternal subjects; yet it isn’t like she doesn’t want to avoid those conversations altogether. Seriously, your daughter is a little bit of a mess, but a fun mess. That bothers me because for a split second I can’t help but wonder that maybe if you and encountered each other on the same side in the beginning...maybe we’d be decent acquaintances or something.

Yang:D-Did you just say what I think you just said.

Adam:Who knows? I suck with words. I’m gonna rest for a little bit.

He turned his back to her to avoid eye contact. Yang couldn’t believe what she was witnessing. Was he embarrassed? Did he actually try some roundabout way of saying she was a good person? If only Blake was here for that. She would’ve flipped. Yang looked up the sky then back at the field; still nothing. When her guys went back to the stars it was curiosity.

Yang:Hey, were you staring a constellation in particular or something?

Adam:You can see Capricornus well from here. I joke all the time with Jael about that one since she’s into a shark faunus. Looking at it made me think about her is all.

Yang:Jael is your second daughter right?! I can’t believe I didn’t know that. I remember the first one for sure.

Adam:You were a little preoccupied to notice anything regarding Jael. Her and Yujin share a birthday.

Yang:No foolin!? Well how about that.

Adam:Yeah, life sure does like it’s jokes. I get a lot of flack if I’m not around for one’s birthday. Jael will get pouty and your daughter gets fussy. “You promised!” I’ve heard that too much.

Yang:Hehe, Jin might get that from me. It’s natural for your kid though. I know I wanted my dad around for mine. Even when I grew up and acted like I was too grown to really care, I wanted his birthday breakfast. Your kid looked like a real beauty.

Adam:Thanks, definitely got that from her mother.

Yang:Haha, don’t feel bad. Seeing Yujin with short hair made me think Jaune had another younger sister I just never met. His genes are way too strong.

Adam:Trust me, I’ve seen her with long hair and in the middle of a fight. I might’ve called her your name a few times.

Yang:Oof, that must’ve pissed her off.

Adam:No....she was actually surprised more than anything. Yujin never hated you Yang. Despite how she acted whenever your name was mentioned. I think she just wasn’t sure how to feel about you besides feeling lonely. I’m not any better with Jael. You wanna talk regrets, I don’t think I spent enough time with her the way I should’ve. Hopefully I’m wrong.

Yang:It’s very telling that you don’t regret your past but you regret something like that.

Adam:My past is terrible and dark, but it led me to my wife and kids. It feels wrong to regret it, so I’ll just accept it and carry on. Otherwise I don’t think I’ll ever have time to live in the present.

Yang:Geez, ever the drama queen. Though I can see a little bit of that view point. Still a spit in the face to people and yourself if you asked me.

Adam:The world thinks I’m dead and has made their mind up about me a long time ago. I go around taking down other terrorists and orginizations to keep them safe as a way to give back. I don’t owe the world anymore than that. I’m simply a remnant among Remnant. My regret is my kids have me as a dad. A kid should be able to talk about their parents and be proud.

Yang:Can’t argue with that. At least you stayed and are apart of their life. I can barely say that.

Adam:Helping save Remnant from another shadow war is a pretty strong excuse. Especially when the group has actually killed your family members. You’re just protecting them. Jaune and Yujin understand that.

Yang:....I hate that you’re not as terrible anymore. Reasonable you is too...

Adam:Reasonable?

Yang:I really hope I don’t have with this for another ten years.

Adam:I give it two, tops. You have a maiden with you this time and me. I’ll just hit you so you can get stronger and wreck shop.

Yang:Hit me and I hit you.

Adam:I’ll block, now we’re both wrecking shop.

Yang:Jacquelyn must have the patience of a saint to deal with you.

Adam:Yep, she’s pretty great. Saved my life, saved my soul. Couldn’t ask for more. You two would probably get along.

Yang:Nah, we worked together once. Wasn’t the best experience.

Adam:I was kidnapped and you were both pregnant. I’m not the smartest person but I’m positive that was a recipe for disaster. She thinks you’re cool, really respect your virtues. Sometimes it feels like she’s quoting you unfortunately.

Yang:Oh, glad I left a good impression. Maybe I can have her whisper regrets into your ear. Seriously, I regret things like lying to Ruby about tiny things yet you don’t really regret anything?

Adam:My regrets take place before the white fang. They remain in the work camp I escaped from. It’s funny, Yujin reminds me of my little sister, Eve.

Yang:Are you telling me that you, Adam, had a sister named Eve?

Adam:When you live in a place devoid of hope or faith, you cling to it in any way can. So my mother named us to help maintain hers. Probably had something to do with the loss of our father. Can’t say, never met him.

Yang:What was your mother’s name?

Adam:Don’t know. I called her mom and the gaurds called her by a serial number. Even that’s a little hazy. Anyways, sis got caught in an mining incident; mother was gunned down because I furious at a gaurd that stopped me from saving Eve.

Yang:Wow that’s umm, heavy stuff. Is that how you...*point to face*

Adam:Yeah, called it my punishment for disobeying. As far as regrets go, it would’ve been nice to be a son and brother; one that got to actually have proper meals.

Yang looked at Adam stare deeply into the void of space. It was strange. Yang has never seen Adam look mournful before. His eyes seemed to get more lost in thought by the second. A part of her felt....sorry for him.

Yang:I’m sure they’ve watched over you since day one. Who knows? Maybe they’re the real reason you’ve survived so long? If I know a thing or two about little sisters and mothers, they’ll never let you rest until you clean up your act, hehehe. Ruby can vouch for that. I bet both of them would be proud of your end result.

Adam:That’s funny. It kinda sounds like you just tried showing me compassion.

Yang:Pfft, I think you may have brain damage you didn’t know about.

Adam:Oh it’s possible. Neo and Mercury have put me through some shit.

Both of them laughed and continued to chat aimlessly, unaware that Ruby and Raven were watching from their own vantage point.

Raven:Well look at that? Maybe the gods haven’t abandoned us if people like those two can chat like that.

Ruby:Looks like our colorful team has gotten a little more stable. Now if only Weiss can get used to Nora’s snoring.

Raven:That’s seriously on your to-do list?

Ruby:I refuse to lead my team poorly this time around. I’ll do whatever I can whenever I can.

Raven:Qrow and Oscar would be proud to see you back on your feet, the right way this time.

Ruby:Can’t mourn forever. This is the mission to end all missions. I’m going full throttle...

[cherryblossowm]

Love is not worth it. (Part 1)

Pairings: Peter Parker x Reader! Stark

Warning: None

Summary: Tony sent you to one of the best high schools in New York to improve your abilities, meeting three new people who became your best friends. But in the end, everything went to trash, feelings, and your whole reputation too.

You were Tony Stark’s and Pepper Potts daughter, their one and only baby princess. You after Tony, were one of the most intelligent girls in your class. You always helped your parents with their projects, and one day, maybe you’ll be an avenger, who knows. You we’re on vacations so there was no need to stress out for your new high school, the best in town where all the intelligent kids in New York studied at, after all, your parents just wanted to prepare you more and be better than they already are. You liked being at home, relaxing and watching some movies or shows, sometimes helping your parents or the avengers for training. You weren’t a street or party girl, but sometimes you went out for a walk at the mall, park or across the city with Happy or the Avengers, when they weren’t working.

Every night, after having dinner with Tony and Pepper and taking a shower, you laid on your bed with your pajamas on, and would watch at the ceiling imagining how it’ll be your first day at school being the new girl.

And that day arrived sooner than you hoped for.

Once the bus arrived and you went in, waving goodbye to your parents, you turned around seeing a lot of new faces. Some looked at you like a weirdo, some smiled, some guys winked at you and some just, didn’t care, but neither you.

Walking thru the bus hall, a girl smiled to you and asked if you wanted to take a sit next to her, which you agreed.

‘Wow, my first day and I already made a new girl friend’ you thought to yourself while your new friend was making a bunch of questions and telling you some stories from school and about her two best friends. Her name was MJ, she was funny, yet kinda scary sometimes. But all your care for was her friendship.

On the other hand, Peter and Ned were sitting at the very front of the bus, talking about you and glancing when you didn’t notice theirs stares.

“Dude! Don’t you think Mr.Stark’s daughter is pretty?? She looks so cute, doesn’t look as shitty as the popular ones. That includes, Flash the diva.”

Ned burst out in laughter. “Aw dude, if only flash heard that, you will be dead by now. And I can’t allow you to die before we finish our Star Wars project.”

“Yeah, yeah, you right.” Peter say calming down his laughter.

He turned around to take one last glance at you, he was so hypnotized by your beauty that he didn’t notice when you saw him.

While MJ was still talking, you looked out of the window, and then at the front. That’s when you saw a cute guy looking straightly at you with gloomy eyes. He seemed nice so you waved and smiled at him. Peter nervously reacted and waved back at you before returning his eyes back at the front, chatting with the other guy.

“Looks like Peter likes you.” MJ smirked at you.

“Oh, so he’s the famous Peter Parker you were talking me about? He looks nice.”

“Yeap, those dorks are my best friends. I’ll present them to you once we get to school.”

“Sounds nice. They look like nice guys.” You said, finally arriving to school. MJ and you got up from your seats and begun walking thru the buss hall. Peter and Ned following after. Once you got off the bus, everything was so big, so nice, different from your old school. “Nice, uh? OH! Here assholes, I’m here!” MJ shouted to Peter and Ned. Peter and Ned came right after both.

“So, (Y/N) this two are Peter and Ned, stupid ass #1 and stupid ass #2 she’s (Y/N), the new student.”

“OMG YOU’RE IRON MAN’S DAUGHTER, THAT IS SOOO COOL!! I’m Ned! My friend Peter likes you!” He screamed excited giving you a big handshake.

“Hi I- WHATS?!?” Peter eyes got as big as a plate.

“Sorry, what?” You looked at both boys in confusion, MJ already sighing at Ned messing up, like always. “He means, “YOU”, that Netflix series!” Peter pinched Ned’s arm. “Riiiighhhht, NED?!” Peter looking at his buddy’s face, grinning. Ned noticed. “AH- Yeah! Have you seen it on Netflix? Is a cool series about a stalker who murdered all her crush/gf ex’s”

‘So that’s why they’re MJ’s best friends, nothing strange.’ You thought. “I don’t, but we should watch it together, right Peter?” Peter laughed nervously. “It would be cool! Of course, if you want to.”

“Of course I do! Nice way of making new friends.” You smiled and let out a laugh. Peter never heard a laugh sweeter than yours.

“Well, we have to go to class, dorks, so hurry up and stop flirting, you make me wanna vomit.” Said MJ, with a gross face. You all three laughed and entered your new school, passing by all the other students. Tony left Peter in charge of showing you your new locker and all the classrooms, and where you should go period after period.

Peter has always seen you at the Stark Tower, but he’s not supposed to meet everyone there yet. He has always thought you were cute, admirable like your dad, and of course, beautiful, and now, you were at his school. Of course he already knew you were gonna be here, Tony told him to watch out for you, just trying to not creep you out like a stalker.

You two were walking, not saying a single word. He still felt embarrassed from what Ned said, and being with you made him nervous, also, he didn’t present himself properly, so Peter decided to start a conversation. “I forgot, my name’s Peter Parker and it’s nice having new students around this school.” You noticed Peter’s blush. “Aw, thank you Peter, as you may now by now, I’m (Y/N) Stark, and yeah, I already know you.” Peter chocked. ‘SHE KNOWS ME? DOES SHE KNOWS ABOUT ME BEING SPIDERMAN, MAYBE SHE’S SEEN ME FIGHTING CRIMINALS OR OR-‘ Peter tried to look calm. “Yeah? From where?” Peter asked as anxiety was eating him up.

“MJ.”

“WH-WHAT? What did she tell you about me?” Okay, now he was freaking out, not as before, but somehow the same. “On the bus she was telling me how you and Ned were her buddies and that you are one of the most intelligent guys here, nice, innocent, dorky, and oh! I forgot, YOU GOT AN INTERNSHIP WITH MY DAD!? He never told me about you.”

‘Oof, at least she don’t know ‘bout Spiderman.’ He finally breathed all the air he was holding in.

“Yeah, kind of, I’m gonna work some technology projects with him and pay me everything.”

“That’s so cool!” You looked at him in awe.

“Yeah, not much, is tiring, but fun.” Finally, you got to your locker. “Here’s you new locker, won’t have to carry all your books so just leave them in here, and this is your password.” Peter handed her a tiny piece of paper with her Locker’s password on it. “Thanks.” You said taking your stuff out of your backpack and placing them on your locker. After you were done, he handed your schedule to you, you were having your first period with him, Ned and MJ.

Both of you walked down the corridors reaching your first period. After you presented to the class, you took a sit next to MJ, who was saving it for you. You went later to your next period with Ned and Peter, then with Peter and Ned, then had lunch with the them, another period with only MJ, and finally, your last one. The teacher left some homework that MJ and you finished quickly and had the rest of the class free, so you were talking with her in low voices.

“How was your first day at school, girl?” MJ asked.

“It’s nice, calm, everyone is doing their homework, are nicer, unlike my other school.. they just partied around all day and never letted me concentrate.”

“What makes you think we won’t do that here too? Come on, it’s high school, have some fun before we grow to boring adults who just drive cars, work, take charge of the world and responsibilities, the only cool thing is we can vote.”

You laughed at her comment. “Maybe you’re right, just lemme get used to here first. I already like it here. I already have three best friends!”

“And this is just the beginning, by the passing of the days, you’ll love it here soon. Enjoy your adolescence.” She patted you on the shoulder and continued to draw some classmates boring faces.

You’ve never felt like this before, your new school was awesome, you had three new best friends, your teachers and classmates where nice too, everything here felt so nice, you felt happy. This was gonna definitely be your high school year! You thought while watching MJ draw.

Oh, silly you. You were so inoccent to know the double faces of people here.

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[sunflowerstrays]

stick with me // johnny // nct

seo young ho // johnny x reader.

words: 3k.

genre: fluff.

part 2.

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“I hate boys Johnny. They are all such… idiots, careless and arrogant idiots,” you snap with a tight voice, making Johnny chuckle as you pace his room in the shared apartment between him and Taeyong. Johnny lays on his bed, legs stretched and hanging over the edge, brushing your thighs as you walk past. His hair is messy from just being woken up, and you feel bad for storming in here when he was napping, but right now the anger you feel over weighs that completely.

“Just to clarify,” Johnny says with an amused tone in his voice, “that I am also a boy, and I’m not that much of an idiot.” His words make you stop in your pacing, turn to him slowly and give him a raised eyebrow.

“You are the biggest idiot of them all.”

“Hey!” He says, throwing a pillow at you. Somehow you catch it, and drop down to the small area of space on Johnny’s bed, resting the pillow on his stomach and resting your head on that, gazing at him. “Look, I don’t even know what’s happened properly, but I know that you woke me up from a nap and I’m ready to murder anyone who made you that angry.”

“Jaehyun,” you say with a sigh, and Johnny makes an ‘Oh’ sound. It wasn’t uncommon knowledge that you had been crushing hard on Jaehyun for a while now, and you hated all of the boys for teasing you so much about it. Jaehyun knew it too, and definitely had used it to his advantage in the past; whenever he needed a female friend at a party, you would tag along as a last resort, or to family parties when they wanted to know if Jaehyun was settling down with someone finally.

He wasn’t a bad guy at all, he just knew you were hopeless when it came to love, and used it as and when he needed to.

“We had an argument,” you explain, telling Johnny about you finally saying no to one of Jaehyun’s stupid little events. He got mad, and finally called you out on the crush you had on him, with him admitting that he had no feelings for you whatsoever.

“Why do I always end up liking the worst people,” you say, rolling on to your back now only to make Johnny laugh as you crush his legs. He brushes his hand through your curly hair, amusing himself with your hair rather than your situation.

“Could be worse,” Johnny jokes, “you could be crushing on me.” It’s your turn to raise an eyebrow at him, and you can’t help but notice the blush crawling up from under his white shirt, on to his cheeks.

“It’s just annoying,” you say, “there was that stupid guy from high school, the one from college, and now Jaehyun. I mean, it’s like there’s some otherworldly force that just wants me to stay alone forever.”

“That’s a tad dramatic,” Johnny teases as you roll back over and lay beside him on the bed now. “Like, really dramatic actually. Almost as dramatic as throwing yourself into my room whilst I’m sleeping and waking me up to talk about boy troubles. Besides there was that one nice guy that one time...”

“Johnny you are supposed to be supporting me here!” You say, taking your turn to hit him with a pillow and complain. “Hence my further argument that all boys are just careless. One guy doesn’t let you all off of the hook.”

“Hey, that’s rather harsh,” Johnny says, finally sitting up and wrapping his arms around you to stop you from hitting him even more. His wavy, messy brown hair tickles your cheek as you try to wriggle out of his strong grip. “Look, I’ll tell you what - I promised Jeno, Haechan and Jisung ice cream after I lost a bet to all three of them, why don’t you tag along to the parlour and I’ll buy you your favourite?”

“You remember it?”

“Two scoops peanut butter, one vanilla, one chocolate, with those little chocolate coated peanuts and sprinkles on top?” Johnny says, and you physically can’t stop the grin on your cheeks as you look up at him.

“You aren’t careless, but still an idiot,” you say, poking his sides as he rolls his eyes at you. He orders you to text Jeno and the other dreamies whilst he changes his shirt behind your back. You can’t help but blush when you catch a reflection of his really tan and toned back in the mirror, trying to focus on texting Jeno instead of Johnny behind you.

“Ready?” Johnny finally asks, and you let out a deep breath you weren’t aware you were holding. He offers you his jacket as you leave and shiver, realising that you had stormed in here with nothing more than your vest and shorts from working on your balcony all day.

As you walk through the apartment, you can already here the three younger boys talking at the door, but to get there you have to pass by the living room, in which Taeyong, Mark and Jaehyun are all watching a film and chatting over the top of it.

“Y/N, are you feeling calmer now?” Mark asks innocently after having opened the door to you when you began hammering on it earlier. In response, Jaehyun drops his head, but you catch the narrowed stare he gives Johnny and you just before.

“More so, yes, but Johnny is being nice for once and buying me ice cream,” you grin at the taller boy before turning your attention to Mark. “Sorry for earlier. And if he’s grumpy later that also probably my fault.”

Taeyong and Mark chuckle, mentioning that it isn’t a problem because they are just happy to see that you aren’t going to punch a wall anymore anytime soon. Johnny offers you his arm and you don’t think twice about taking it, earning a scoff from Jaehyun behind you.

You will admit that underneath all the emotions, you still like Jaehyun - unfortunately crushes don’t just disappear with one argument - however, you can’t wait to get over that, and ignore it all toggether.

Given the age gap, you don’t really talk to the younger boys of NCT all that often. That doesn’t mean to say that you don’t love being in their company, and they often shift your worst moods into the best purely because of the energy and excitement that they always exude. So it doesn’t take long for Jeno to start cracking jokes, Jisung getting excited over ice-cream and Haechan rolling his eyes at his best friends for you to forget about all your negative thoughts and shove them to the back of your mind.

Jisung drags poor Johnny and Haechan quickly to the ice cream parlor when it comes into view, leaving you and Jeno to walk side by side in a somewhat awkward silence. Thankfully he’s better at conversation than you, and asks politely why you were joining them today.

“I had an argument with Jaehyun and needed some cheering up,” you say, and Jeno pouts at your answer. “It sucks and all but it's probably for the best. What I was doing before was wearing on me too much.”

“Cut the toxic people out of your life,” Jeno smiles sweetly at you, his black hair blowing gently in the wind as he bounces along with the spring of an eighteen year old but the words of a thirty year old. “They aren't worth it. You deserve more people like Johnny in your life. Johnny is what you really need.”

You can't help but smile at your goofy best friend walking ahead of you. What Jeno had said to you has completely booted any feelings for Jaehyun out of your chest, and you somehow already feel lighter without the ice cream in your stomach. But what he has said about Johnny confuses you as well - his phrasing was carefully chosen, and that makes you wonder if Johnny had already mentioned something to Jeno prior to the conversation.

“Come on slow coaches,” Jisung calls from the ice cream parlors entrance, and you and Jeno share a rare smile and jog to catch up with the other boys. Jeno immediately disappears with Jisung to grab as many different flavours as possible whilst you hang with Haechan and Johnny, listening to the boys talk about some pretty exciting news about a comeback soon as the three of you build your carefully chosen ice creams.

Once Johnny has spent far too much money on ice cream, and Jisung and Jeno are powering on pure sugar, the five of you resort to the park across the street to finish the desserts. You'd be lying if you didn't admit that you were happier with ice cream in your stomach as you say beside Johnny on the grass, listening to the dream boys talking about their newest single and what the response for that has been.

“Thank you Johnny,” you say quietly, wrapping his jacket around you more and turning to face him beside you. “And sorry about waking you up earlier. You aren't an idiot, you are really my favourite person right now.”

Johnny just blushes at your words and knocks your legs with his foot, telling you not to be so soppy and nice because he isn't buying you any more ice cream. It's your turn to laugh and hit his chest, and by the time the two of you stop your play fighting, the three younger boys are all looking at you with knowing looks in their eyes - Jeno most of all, which just convinces you that he knows more than he is letting on.

Johnny gives them all a look which stops them from saying anything though as Haechan receives a text from Mark saying about how the dream boys have a meal tonight with some famous producer about their newest release. The five of you collectively decide to head back home, and you know it’s making you sad at the thought of having to leave the boys.

Back inside the apartment, Jaehyun is still crashing on Taeyong and Johnny’s couch, looking as miserable as ever in a white shirt and jogging bottoms, making you think that maybe the three of them had gone to the gym whilst you were out. Instead of brooding in the apartment Johnny and you climb out on to the fire escape and to the roof, sitting shoulder to shoulder and leaning into each other for support and warmth whilst staring at the darkening skies.

“Hey, Johnny,” you say to the open skies, wanting to apologise for everything earlier. “I didn’t mean what I said earlier - you are my best friend, and I don’t think you are careless or arrogant and especially not an idiot.”

“Oof, don’t get all soppy on me now Y/N,” he grins at you, making you let out a breathy laugh. “I couldn’t handle all this emotion.”

Just as he says that, it starts raining hard from absolutely no where. It’s Johnny that squeals as he pulls his hood over his head and lifts the hood from his jacket on you over your head, wrapping his arms around you.

“As nice as you are being to me right now, and as soppy as it is, I wouldn’t want you dying of a cold anytime soon,” he laughs as puddles form around you, sensing that you don’t want to move from the rooftop. You couldn’t actually imagine anywhere else you’d rather be right now than with Johnny on the top of the apartment, so you are glad he was following your thoughts.

You rest your head on his chest with a sigh, embracing the warmth that radiates from your best friend and hoping it will feel that hopeless hole in your chest that boys always seem to leave behind in you.

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“She’s sleeping in your room?” Taeyong says a little louder than expected when Johnny explains the next morning that you and him had slept in his large king sized bed together. Johnny reaches forward and shushes Taeyong before he wakes you up, rolling his eyes at his loud friend.

“Basically last night after we came in from the rain, she didn’t have anything to walk home in that was appropriate, and had left her car at home. I wasn’t going to let her walk home in this weather so I just said she could sleep in my room- Oh, hello Y/N,” Johnny stops as he sees you standing sleepily in the kitchen doorway.

You wear one of his big sweaters, drowning in that and your socks from yesterday. Your usually perfect hair tumbles around your face messily and without any makeup on, Johnny can’t help but fall in love with his best friend a little bit more. His heart aches for you in more ways than one, and he would give up anything to scoop you in his arms, carry you back to his bed and cuddle with you.

But first, boundaries.

“Sorry,” you say, sounding snuffly and ill, “I heard voices and panicked. My bad.”

“Y/N, you don’t look so good,” Taeyong says, walking over and taking you by the elbow to pull you into the kitchen. As if on cue, you sneeze three times with the tiny, high pitched sneeze you have, making Johnny explode with adoration internally. “Johnny get her something warm to drink. I think you’ve given her a cold from the rain last night.”

“Ugh,” you say, accepting Taeyong’s tissue and blowing your nose before resting your head on the table. “I feel so dizzy and sick. Am I dying?”

“Hopefully not,” Mark says as he strolls into the kitchen, Jaehyun hot on his heels. “That’s what you two young kids in love get for spending most of the night on the roof.” Johnny glares at Mark with this, and Mark curses in English, making Taeyong roll his eyes.

Johnny had only told four people about his feelings for you; Taeyong, being his roommate, Mark, who overheard once by accident, Jeno, who had been told by Mark and Johnny had then had to explain all the younger boy’s questions, and his mother, who had just smiled and said it was nice that Johnny had finally found someone he really loved.

When he glances at you on the table, you just rest your chin on your arms and have your eyes shut, clearly falling back to sleep. As Johnny brings you over your favourite hot drink, Taeyong shakes you awake and says to you softly to go back to Johnny’s bed.

“I can walk home,” you say with a giddy smile, the cold clearly having gone to your head. Taeyong anf Johnny both shake their heads at that, “why? I want to curl up at home.”

“Because we know how dizzy you get when you get sick, and you can’t walk home in Johnny’s sweater anyway,” Mark laughs at the groan that escapes you after this, but you give into Johnny and Taeyong’s pleas and take Johnny’s hand for him to lead you back to his room.

“She slept over here last night?” Jaehyun asks Johnny as you stumble past. “In your room? With you?”

“Yes,” Johnny says tightly, “is there a problem with that?”

Jaehyun shakes his head and steps out of the way for Johnny to drag your half asleep figure into his room again. Feeling awful for letting you get sick, he lets you curl up with all the blankets and rest your head on his chest rather than the pillows, not caring if he gets sick either. To the touch your skin practically burns his and he winces at the heat coming from you, but when he tries to approach this with you, you grip his white sheets even tighter with your small hands and refuse for him to take them away from you.

The whole morning the two of you lay there until Johnny has to go and host his weekly radioshow with Jaehyun. The thought of going there makes him angry because it means he has to leave you sick alone, but also has to spend two hours being friendly with Jaehyun when he would rather kick him in the ankles for how he has treated you recently.

“I’m going to call Jeno and try and get him to come over and keep you company,” Johnny says, knowing that most of the other boys are heading down to the dance studio to practise for their new comeback, and that leaves only half of the dream boys free. Jeno drags himself and Jisung from the pits of the dreamie dorm, and carefully helps you move yourself and his duvet into the living room, where you immediately curl up between the two younger boys and watch them battle themselves on Taeyong and Johnny’s gaming system.

At the door Johnny pauses to look back at you with a sad smile, wanting to sit there and lay with you for hours more, listening to you talk in a dissociated haze about random things that come to your mind in your sick state. But instead he has to go and play friends with the boy that indirectly sent you into this messy haze to begin with. And he is definitely certain that Jaehyun will be asking a lot of personal questions to get something out of Johnny.

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i will definitely write more for this when i have time. this is something i wrote forever ago and loved but didn’t publish until now. please send me a request or message if you’d like a second part sooner!

requests are still open <3

[stewystew]

Ok I wrote this all in the tags of another post but I took my adderall for the first time in a week today and yeah sure, it’s worn off by now, but I’m still vibing so here we go!!! (woo this got longer than I thought it was going to be, so I’m putting the read more in)

I’m going to describe a movie to you.

This is a great movie. In one sentence, it’s a super fun found family heist movie with heavy The Devil Wears Prada vibes. which is like. the ideal set of tropes. Are you on board yet?

On top of that, there’s party-crashing, general thievery, fun costume design, an intense rivalry, a fucking choice montage, and it all ends with five friends and their five dogs living happily ever after in the big house that they stole, The End.

This is Cruella (2021). And the rumors are true, it fucking sucked. But because I actually watched it, I can tell you why it sucked, and it’s NOT that her mom got murdered by Dalmatians (at least that’s not the main reason). I can also tell you how it could be fixed.

Cruella is not actually a bad movie. But also, it very much is. (hope this helps <3) Ok. It’s bad because, of course, Capitalism. Literally the movie I described to you? Sounds super fun and great? If Disney didn’t have an obsession with making a quick buck on the back of its classic franchises, that could’ve been what Cruella was. But instead, they slapped an iconic villain on that super fun heist movie, and ruined the whole thing.

You can’t make Cruella De Vil a hero. You can’t. Other villain rewrites work because they swap the hero and the villain, or at least the villain’s atrocities are swapped out for something more understandable. But. A bunch of puppies can’t be evil. And when Cruella’s entire character is about Being Rich and Killing Puppies, you can’t change her motives or her backstory, because then all you have left is her aesthetic. Which isn’t unimportant, but you can’t build a compelling story out of an aesthetic.

But, that’s what Disney chose to do, I guess.

Here’s what happened:

1) Our main character, Estella, is born with the black and white hair (relying on the aesthetic!) (imo this is bad bc either it’s a cartoony Anime Protagonist Hair thing ooh magic. or it’s poliosis, and that’s ehh bc it’s very much framed as like. Symbolic of her ✨inner evil✨. Which is weird for it being a real thing that real people have.)

2) ANYWAY. She’s kind of a mean kid, but mostly very opinionated. We learn this when she calls a shirt ugly (aha, see? She’s into fashion!), and her mother jokes that she should be called “Cruella” instead of “Estella”. So. Now we have the name thrown in. Again, the aesthetic.

3) Blah blah, she adopts a stray dog, she punches bullies, blah blah, she gets kicked out of school, and she and her mother move to the city (she’s like 12 at this point)

4) but *gasp!* before they get there, her mother has to ask a “friend” for help because they’re poor. (So. there goes the Rich part of Cruella’s character. She no longer has anything in common with Cruella De Vil’s villainy!)

5) The “friend”, though, is very rich, and is throwing a party at her mansion (which is on a cliff). The mom goes in, and Cruella follows her. Cruella ends up getting chased by Dalmatians, but they don’t attack Cruella, instead they end up pushing her mom off the cliff. Cruella thinks it’s her fault because the dogs were chasing her.

6) Cruella goes to the city on her own, and meets two other orphaned kids, Jasper and Horace (we’ll call them J&H) (they also have a dog!), and they all live together and get very very good at stealing shit. Then, it’s like ten years later, and she wears a wig to fit in.

7) She catches the attention of a famous fashion designer (The Baroness) because of how good she is at fashion. The Baroness (who owns Dalmatians!) hires her, and now Cruella’s designing clothes for her. Also, the Baroness’s assistant(?) is Mark Strong, so the “Stanley Tucci in The Devil Wears Prada” vibes are very much there.

8) Cruella finds out that the Baroness is actually her mom’s ex-employer and the “friend” she was talking to before she died, because the baroness has her mother’s necklace, which she says her mother stole from her. The Baroness doesn’t know who Cruella is, though.

9) Cruella tries to steal the necklace back (this is the party she crashes!), and finds out that the Baroness trained the Dalmatians to kill her mother. To get revenge, she creates an alter ego where she goes full Cruella De Vil, the iconic black and white hair and everything, and upstages the Baroness by being better at fashion. (Yay double life! Yay rivalries! Yay fun montage!)

10) oof this is getting long. I’ll try to hurry it up.

11) at one point Cruella wears a fur coat and everyone thinks she’s skinned the Baroness’s Dalmatians for it, but she didn’t. Because she would never hurt a dog! *clutches pearls*

12) J&H are mad because her fashion alter ego is mean to them. She says “lol deal with it” but then later she says “oops sorry i love my friends actually” so. she’s not even that mean.

13) The Baroness tries to kill her, she fails. Mark Strong tells Cruella that she’s actually the Baroness’s daughter, and the Baroness had tried to kill her as a baby. Oh, and Cruella has a scene where she’s all “I’m unapologetically evil!” which might have been better if she were actually. You know. Evil.

14) oh, also the gay character is a guy who owns a little clothing store and he and Cruella are friends. He’s not explicitly gay tho, he’s just good at fashion and wears makeup.

15) So Cruella and her friends (J&H, Mark Strong, Gay Character) all go and crash another party for the One Final Score. It’s at the Baroness’s mansion, on the cliff, and they trick the Baroness into pushing Cruella off the cliff in front of a bunch of people and the Baroness goes to jail.

16) Cruella survives because of a parachute in her dress (lmao), and because she’s the Baroness’s daughter she gets all her money and her mansion and her dogs. And then she and J&H and Mark Strong and Gay Character all live in the big house together with their five dogs and are friends forever the end. :)

17) oh, also, Anita Darling, from 101 Dalmatians, is Cruella’s childhood friend and Cruella gives her two Dalmatian puppies at the end as a gift. Which... Would that make the Dalmatian parents in the movie siblings? :(

So now you see. Or maybe you don’t, and that was all completely incomprehensible. Either way, on to the next part!

So, obviously, it would be a much much better movie if it weren’t about Cruella De Vil, Puppy Murderer, and Disney had produced a goddamn original movie for once :)

Now, literally just trimming all the Disney Franchise gunk off the script would work. All that bad cheesy stuff would be gone, we wouldn’t be teased with the slightly-but-not-actually villainous stuff she does, and I wouldn’t have to spend the entire 2 hours desperately trying and failing to separate the movie and it’s dog-loving protagonist from the puppy murderer.

BUT. I will say that the one thing that Cruella was able to properly utilize was Cruella De Vil’s iconicness. Again, the aesthetic isn’t completely unimportant!

So I think it’d be good to maintain that. sue me. My idea is this:

Our Main Character is just some girl. Similar situation to the movie, but she’s named Ann or Sue or something. She reads The One Hundred and One Dalmatians as a child, and because she’s a Weird Little Girl, becomes obsessed with Cruella De Vil and her entire deal. And the movie proceeds in exactly the same way from then on.

Why does this work? Thank you for asking, I’ll tell you!

Disney gets to keep their dumb Classic Franchise money or whatever because we’re keeping the character

All the fun outfits get to stay the same :)

All that stuff I said about why Cruella De Vil can’t be redeemed? Doesn’t matter now that our character isn’t Cruella. We’re still capitalizing on Cruella De Vil’s icon status as an irredeemable puppy killer, but like. Without actually redeeming the puppy killer in question. Yay!

Weird Little Girls are awesome

We get a cute scene where Main Character is trying and failing to dye her hair like Cruella’s (Cruella’s hair is black and white in the book as well!) Her mom comes into the bathroom, sees half empty dye and bleach bottles in the sink, her hair bright orange. Already, I would die for this kid. (ngl this one’s the main reason I’m so attached to this version)

Ooh, this is the fun part. So, the mom gets pushed off a cliff by Dalmatians. I’m keeping this in. Main Character, of course, thinking WWCDVD? (what would Cruella De Vil do?), is like, actively antagonizing these dogs. The dogs chase her, push the mom off the cliff. It’s still not actually her fault, but the fact that she goaded the dogs into chasing her? HAHAHA WE LOVE SOME GUILT!

Oh, you may be thinking, but if she likes to act like Cruella, would Main Character still adopt that stray dog? I give you a quote from Main Character herself, which I’m totally not just now writing on the spot: “Cruella only wants to wear Dalmatians, I can still like other dogs”. Doesn’t that sound exactly like something our Weird Little Girl would say?

Ah, but what about later, when she adopts those Dalmatians? Main Character likes Cruella’s aesthetic and vibes, but she’s also an adult person with her own sense of self and an awareness that killing dogs is bad.

Anyway. Next slide!

I wouldn’t have to think about the Dalmatians at the end being siblings because 101 DALMATIANS DOESNT HAPPEN IN THIS UNIVERSE IT’S JUST A BOOK!!!

I checked, and One Hundred And One Dalmatians came out in 1956 (the movie is set in the 60s and 70s), so the timeline works! Also, hair bleach was safe to use by the 50s, so my scene in number 5 works too!

TL;DR: Cruella (2021) is a found family heist movie, and could be fixed by making the protagonist a normal person who’s favorite character is Cruella De Vil from the book The One Hundred and One Dalmatians

Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk it’s 2 am and I’m fucking exhausted