#op i hope you know I'm down bad for how good you did the lighting

[jelzorz]

171.

There's a wedding in the castle that everyone goes to because it's Barius' niece. Callum doesn't really know much about her—he hadn't had the easiest time making friends when he was younger (step-prince thing and all), and she's a few years older than him so he he's never has much to do with her. He thinks he remembers her flirting with Soren when they were younger maybe?—but everyone else is going, so he goes because he doesn't get a choice.

"It'll be fun," Ez promises.

Weddings, in Callum's opinion, are supposed to be for close friends and family, which he, in this case, is very much not. "I don't think I've ever even spoken to Alys," he grumbles.

"Yeah, but she's Barius' family, and Barius is basically our family. Come on, Callum. You should come." Ez gives him that look he perfected years ago: big eyes, jutted-out lip, and Callum rolls his eyes and sighs, lips twitching just a little at how well his brother can wheedle.

So he goes. It's a good time. Opeli conducts the ceremony, as always, and Alys and her new husband say their vows and kiss before a crowd of friends and family and friends of family (Barius cries as the ceremony closes), and then it's all dancing and drinks outside in the warm spring air. There are lights strung over the gardens, and Soren has too much wine and Ez has too much cake, and Callum finds it isn't too bad, all things considered. Alys seems friendly enough. He hopes she and her new husband have a lovely time.

But long before the party winds down, Callum drifts away, as he's wont to do these days. It's too loud and there's too many people and he just doesn't really have it in him to dance. He's been told it's rude to leave before the bride and groom so he sticks it out, but he does, eventually, find a bench a little way away, close enough that he can still hear the laughter and pretend he's having a good time, but far enough from the crowd that they can't see the downturn in his lips.

Ez finds him when the tea comes out. He brings over two teacups, his smile genuine but apologetic and a little remorseful all at once. He sits down next to Callum and the air buzzes with a bunch of things he wants to say that he doesn't. Callum accepts the tea without a word.

"You okay?" Ez asks in the end.

Callum breathes out a chuckle and keeps his eyes on his tea. "It's just loud," he says. "I had fun."

"Did you actually?"

"Yeah," he says. "It was a good night."

Ez snorts ruefully. "You don't have to lie. I'm sorry I made you come out. I know you're still having a hard time."

"Mm." Callum only shrugs and stares into his tea. Steam curls over his face but he barely feels it. There are ripples forming over the reflection of the moon.

He sighs. "Do you think this might have been us if she'd stayed?"

Ez chuckles sadly and sets a hand on his shoulder. "Yeah," he murmurs. "I think so."

[yelenasdiary]

New Friend Request

Pairing: Gamer! Kate Bishop x Reader

Summary: After posting on a subreddit looking for people to play a new game with, you received a new friend request.  

| Comfort? | 0.8K | No Warnings | 

AC: Here is something a little different to my usual works! I hope you enjoy this, I found it pretty fun to write!

It was Friday night, you had a weekend off from work and had planned to sit down with plenty of snacks and binge play a new video game you just treated yourself too. The only downside was that all your friends that you played video games with were either busy this weekend or had no interest in playing the new game you'd been waiting so long to play.

With a sigh and nerves kicking around in your stomach you decide to post on a subreddit asking if anybody else would like somebody to play with over the weekend. It wasn't something you'd done before but you liked playing games with friends more than playing solo.

Hours had past and your phone was left dry, not a single notification from anybody reacting to your post. Another sigh left your body as you tossed your phone to the side and decided to turn your PS4 off.

*DING*

(LuckyArrow has sent a friend request)

The notification stared at you deeply as the feeling of excitement and relief soon filled you. You punched in your passcode and quickly accepted the strangers friend request.

LuckyArrow: Hey! are you still looking for somebody to play Dying Light 2 with? I saw your post on reddit! ☺️

yourusername: Hey, I am! I just thought the game and none of my friends want to play it with me 😩

LuckyArrow: agh! that sucks! I have a friend, Yelena, she doesn't play video games much and refuses to play with me! If you want, I'd love to play it with you. Have you played the first one?

yourusername: That would be great! Thanks! I'm assuming your user is LuckyArrow on PSN aswell? I have played the first, have you? Oh! btw, I'm Y/n!

LuckyArrow: Sure is! You have a cute name! I'm Kate, are you from New York?

yourusername: Oh wow! 😅 Don't take this the wrong way but I wasn't expecting you to be a girl! I actually just moved to NYC! Are you also from here?

LuckyArrow: You'd be surprised how many of us female gamers are out here ☺️ Where did you move from? if you don't mind me asking

yourusername: Just a small town that was hella boring! hence why I got into video games haha!

LuckyArrows: I hope you don't mind, I had a look at some of the game you play! You have good taste, how far are you into the story of Dying Light?

yourusername: Thanks! & not very far, I don't really like playing games solo most of the time. I've completed the first couple of missions though so I'm able to play co-op.

LuckyArrows: Awesome! Well, I have plenty of time tonight if you'd like to play now? If not, just let me know when you're free and we'll work something out ☺️

yourusername: Actually, I'm free all weekend so now would be great! Do you wanna play on my save or we can start one on your game? Whatever works ☺️

LuckyArrow: I've already completed it, let's just do a save on your game! Send me an invite x

LuckyArrow: Sorry about the x!!!! I'm just used to sending it to friends 😅😅

yourusername: Don't stress! it's okay ☺️ I'll send you an invite rn!

Friday night soon faded into the early hours of Saturday morning, plenty of laughs and jokes were made between you and your new friend, Kate. You learnt a lot about her, you felt comfortable with her even though she technically is still a stranger online, you both planned to meet for pizza for lunch.

Who knew that a simple post online would lead to you making a new friend.

2 months later

LuckyArrow: Hey! you free this weekend? sorry I couldn't play last weekend, I had a mission...I missed you though! 💜

yourusername: Hey!! Don't stress it, you get to actually kick some bad guys butts! it's pretty cool! I am free this weekend, I took work off, I need a break anyways. I missed you too, did your mission go well?

LuckyArrow: Meh, it was a pain (literally) but one less menace on the streets to deal with now! 💪🏼, I actually wanted to ask if you'd like to come over...I can order pizza and we can play video games or something, whatever you like! 😅

yourusername: Of course! it'll be so fun! Are you okay though? you seem a little off? x

LuckyArrow: I'm Fine ☺️ wanna come over Friday?

yourusername: Lock it in! Friday, date night haha!

LuckyArrow: Haha...😅

yourusername: Are you sure you're okay?

LuckyArrow: I'm not good this...but, I'm not asking you to just come over as a friend..😅

yourusername: Kate, are you asking me out on a date?

LuckyArrow: I am...we don't have to do something so causal, in fact I'd like to take you out on a real date but I don't want to scare you off or make things awkward between us..

yourusername: Oh thank god! Honeslty, I'm so glad you asked because I've really wanted to ask you out but I also didn't want to ruin anything

LuckyArrow: Well now that makes me feel a lot better! How about I pick you up at 6pm on Friday?

yourusername: it's a date! x

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[zvtara-was-never-canon]

https://www.tumblr.com/allnewalldifferentwildspider/748862622231838720/the-reason-im-so-vulgar-in-regards-to-aangs

What a bunch of bullshit.

"He makes no effort to get to know or understand her" they're literally traveling the whole world together - and their original reason for doing that was because he wanted to help her go to the North Pole to learn waterbending, something which means a lot to her. Just because the writers didn't think the audience was stupid and needed a scene of them sitting down and telling each other a list of their flaws, qualities and motivations, doesn't mean their relationship was shallow.

"We get the MALE GAZE from him" Wow, he thinks a pretty girl is pretty. What a crime.

"He doesn't try to find out what happened to her mom" he didn't have to, she fucking told him basically right away. Complaining about that is like complaining he never asked if Sokka was her brother, even though one of the first things Sokka ever said to Aang was "And this is Katara, my flying sister"

"He always gets surprised when she's mad about something" Aang, the naturally cheery person, is pretty much ALWAYS surprised whenever ANYONE is angry, because that's not an emotionl he usually experiences much. Doesn't mean he doesn't get her - and I say this as a very grumpy person.

And ya know who else gets surprised at Katara's anger all the time? Zuko. The guy that sent an assassin after her group because Katara had to bring Aang back to life after Azula killed him - which only happened because Zuko helped her when Aang and Katara had her cornered.

Funny how things are only bad when Aang does it, but totally okay when Zuko does them in VERY different contexts that obviously paint him in a negative light for good reason.

"He hates the food and culture that she loves so much" Disliking a culture's food is not the same as hating said culture. We only see him talk shit about the Water Tribe's hunting culture once: in the Bato episode, in his friends are accidentally shutting him out of the conversation because they're too excited about being reunited with someone that is basically family. A 12-year-old throwing a tantrum is not the same as him being openly racist. Ya know what IS racist though? Zuko supporting his nation's attempt to genocide the water tribes.

"He doesn't respect her boundaries and kisses her twice without her consent" ONE poorly timed kiss is not the same as him forcefully holding her in place and kissing her, or even asking first then going for it anyway after she said an explicit no. And Katara visibly enjoyed the kiss during the eclipse episode, and was basically cuddlying with him on Appa afterwards.

"He keeps trying to talk for her when she's angry" You mean literally the same thing Zuko did in Southern Raiders?

"He expects her to do the work for their relationship... but he also makes wild assumptions about them being an item already... but he also wanted to talk things out with her to make sure he got it right..." I don't even need to tear these apart, the OP did it for me by making their arguments contradict each other. How kind of them.

"Aang wants the beautiful image of Katara. He wants that pretty face, those big blue eyes, that body, those long legs, those hips, the chest, and the hair that is just so manageable" While Aang is attracted to her, he NEVER mentioned a single one of those things, ever. The hair thing was literally MENG being insecure about her own hair. If you wanna simp for Katara, go ahead and do it, there's nothing wrong with it, but don't act like Aang only sees her a piece of meat.

"He has no interest in the complex, strong, hurt, angry, and caring person that Katara actually is" Ah yes, that's why he doesn't cheer her on when she's fighting Pakku, or helps her with the Painted Lady thing because he admires her compassion, or tells her she gives him hope, or calls her sifu, or accepts that she won't kill Yon Rah but also won't forgive... oh wait, he did do all those things.

"I'm calling it like I see it" Too bad you need glasses and refuse to wear them.

"Aang doesn't actually like Katara; he's just really horny for her" Considering your random description of why she's so hot in a post that has nothing to do it, all while ignoring her agency that used to choose Aang, I'd say that's more likely to be an accurate description of YOU than of our protagonist. Sorry, just calling it like I see it.

[scoobydoodean]

hi it's gadreel anon from yesterday and i just wanna say 'there's no way in hell he'd say yes to being possessed by anything' <- direct quote from dean in 9x01. we don't know what sam would actually have said if given the choice but dean believes he would never agree to it so he and 'ezekiel' have to come up with a way to get a yes from sam without sam fully knowing what's happening. good of him to try to tell sam later but he did believe he had to wait until it was too late for sam to say no.

Hi Gadreel anon! For anyone who doesn't know, this would be related to my tags on a reblog last night about the "Gadreel Situation". Anon had also sent this very appreciated message about a much needed uquiz choice!

I also JUST got another anon message that begins with,

obsessed w people who compare sam’s willingness for death in s8/s9 (which, to me at least, read as him being suicidal) to a DNR.

So DNR anon—this is for you too!

So the issue is, Gadreel anon, in my tags I was thinking of a different moment from the one you were referring to! I was thinking of this moment:

and you were thinking of this moment earlier in the same episode:

So my bad in my tags!

(This makes me even more interested in, at some point, doing a uquiz about fandom memory haha).

Too late for Sam to say no though? I didn't say otherwise. I said that Dean wanted to put the choice back in Sam's hands as soon as possible, but then allowed himself to be convinced not to when he shouldn't have, and that either way, Gadreel would never have let Dean tell Sam.

But here's what I always come back to, which is what the OP whose post I tagged on was getting at and what I meant when I talked about analyzing the situation in a vacuum (I'm not saying this is something you are doing Gadreel Anon—it just got me thinking about some of the ways fandom talks about Sam in this context and then DNR anon came in with their frustrations):

Here's 8.14 "Trial and Error" when Sam originally insists on being the one to do The Trials.

This is a Sam full of hope. This is a Sam who knows his brother intends to treat The Trials as a way to off himself because he thinks he's disposable to everyone in his life and he's disposable to himself. So Sam insists, "No—absolutely not—you will NOT be doing The Trials in this state of mind!! I'm going to be the one to do The Trials and I am going to survive then I'm going to save you from your suicidal ideation!"

By 8.21 though, Sam is no longer a man full of hope. He's a man who believes he needs to die so everyone can be spared of him—so that he can become clean:

[Gifset (EVEN MORE HEARTBREAKING) here]. And here's a rant back and forth between me and a friend about that moment, which is also a more general commentary on my thoughts about fandom framing things as "Sam had peacefully come to the conclusion that he was ready to die and Dean shouldn't have tried to stop him from killing himself in "Sacrifice", and season 9 is just him doubling down on when he was "manipulative" and "selfish" in 8.23 because he *checks notes* convinced his suicidal brother not to kill himself, just like Sam did for him in 8.14 (also, if anyone is actively attempting to manipulate anyone in 8.23—which is not how I like to view the scene on my good days—it's not Dean <3 love and light <3).

So yeah—despite the popularity of reducing the entire thing down to "Sam was ready to die and Dean just couldn't let him go!!!" It is, in my opinion, a terrible take, because it ignores literally everything that happened and Sam's actual state of mind! He originally intended to live!! That was the WHOLE POINT!!! Then that changed to him wanting to kill himself because he thought he was dirty and that he deserved it!

So then Dean makes the same promise to Sam that Sam made to him in 8.14 and couldn't fulfill. He takes on the burden of that promise for both of them instead, and he becomes the one saying, "I'll show you to the light at the end of the tunnel and you'll see there's a future and a hope for you and that you are not irreparably broken and disposable". And Sam agrees!! He agrees that he wants to live!!!

Then they get to the hospital, and Gadreel is saying "There's only one way left I can think of to save Sam" and Dean immediately dismisses it, but then he asks Gadreel, "If I consider this – and I mean just consider it – I need something, man. You got to prove to me how bad he is." And when Dean says that, he means how suicidal is his brother? How much does he still hate himself and how much is he refusing to fight on his own because he hates himself? Is he even really fighting? And this is the answer he gets:

"Nobody else can get hurt because of me"!!! Ahhhhh!!!!

I do think one thing we can argue, is that Dean should have entered Sam's mind and convinced him to fight on his own! However, in desperation, Dean happened to have made an ill-thought-out prayer doxxing his location earlier in the day to a legion of very pissed off angels, all of whom hate his guts and know that a guy whose guts they hate even more is obsessed with him (like—Naomi making him kill thousands of fake Dean's obsessed), so beating him and his brother to death sounded really nice at that moment! So Dean did not have the time! And Sam's issues were far larger than one conversation could fix (as proved by Sam's state of mind in 9.01 coming immediately after agreeing to continue fighting in 8.23).

Dean, when he first made the decision to go into Sam's head through Gadreel to get him to say "Yes", considered the action he took as applying the charge to jolt Sam back to life after he tried to kill himself, which absolutely—was against Sam's expressed wish (re: conversation with Death) that he wanted to die. But when fans complain about that, they are complaining about something we as a society do all of the time when we want people who want to kill themselves to not kill themselves. It's just that this charge Dean applies is angelic and comes with extra strings and complications and another "thing that Sam did not want" besides just wanting to live. However, Dean was thinking, "As soon as Sam is back, I can put the decision in his hands!" Then he kept allowing himself to be convinced "A little longer", "a little longer", "just a little longer" and he thought, "Well, even if Sam hates me, at least he'll be alive!"

Some people will shrug and think, "Well, Dean should have just taken the L!" And that's okay! I have no problem with someone saying, "Dean should not have done it, because even though his motive was wanting to save his suicidal brother, the actions he took to do so were too far and therefore were wrong, and he should have prioritized respecting Sam's wishes and Sam's principles over applying angelic life-support Sam would disagree with". But that isn't what Dean did, and I... just don't think the motivations for his actions were nearly so selfish and evil as a lot of fandom wants to make them out to be, and are choices a lot of people would probably make in the same circumstances and in the same situation. Including, according to himself, Sam—who admits in 9.23, after his initial claim at the end of "The Purge" that he wouldn't do the same thing—"I lied". Then he spends all of season 10 proving all kinds of insane and morally questionable lengths he'll go to to keep Dean around!!! Things that he knows Dean does not agree with!!! While Sam doesn't directly let something possess Dean, in season 10, Dean does not want Sam to use the Book of the Damned and tells him directly not to use it several times—that he does NOT want to be saved using that book, because he is afraid of the consequences. However, Sam uses it anyway and orders Oskar up a human sacrifice in his wake with absolutely zero remorse—like he is ordering pizza—which is something Sam also knows, and has known since season 3 when Sam had a couple of plots that involved it, that Dean is not cool with at all!!! And hardcore Sam stans will argue "Well Sam was trying to save the world from Dean!" but actually no!! He chose this specific path that involved removing The Mark and saving his brother (despite the forewarned cosmic consequences and Dean's repeated insistence that said consequences were unacceptable) rather than locking Dean away forever, because he wanted his brother back!!! And while they were standing in a town being ripped to shreds by Amara, Sam said, "I would do it again"!

All of that to say—I'm not saying nothing Dean did was wrong, but fandom's analysis of the whole situation is bad and attributes motivations to Dean and Sam that are wrong!!!

[emmie-time]

Hey sorry OP I'm about to hijack the shit out of this post because I've been thinking about light rails and high-speed rail systems for a long time.

Like even if it did lower the value of property in a city good? Property values in cities and most of the US are much too high. They're unaffordable for anythong but the most bad guy in a kids' movie corporations whose entire MO is to buy property and NOT USE IT! I hope that investment crashes on you hedge fund baby, I hope it sucks and you eat the cost and cry about it to your rich daddy, me, me I'll be biying that shit for pennies on the dollar and building a place to live that i can raise a family in and we'll be able to get everywhere cause of the cool as hell sky train!

Like I get that a light rail brings in people and pumps money into transit hub city economies and allows people to get places faster and more efficiently and is overall a good thing and like seeing a raised up light rail overhead is cool future shit but like if it did lower property value in a city I think that's great, I think a thing that does something should be judged more by its intended consequence than the unintended one. Also like fuck every guy that owns every high rise in every major metro area and I hope the value of those eyesores goes down. Cry about it more while I ride this super cool super efficient train system that can take me where I'm going in like 3 minutes. Also like fuck the plane industry too! Motherfuckers wanna get places quick we have countries who's entire map is laid out with light rail systems we can fucking learn from them and not burn up thousands of gallons of fuel to get from point a to be in 12 hours cramped in a room with 20k stranges and their crying g babies unable to get up and stretch my legs? Fuck that give me cool fast trains!

Also, the crime thing is just dressed up racism and the idea only poor needy people take the trains cause they're probably used to the America brained Gass pilled highwaymaxed bullshit. Also, if I can't buy my precious big truck, how will people know how successful I am and how much money I spend on gas every day?

It's all just deep rooted american exceptionalism capitalist dogma bullshit.

All I want is a cool raised train system that connects every major city in the US. And then for each smaller city to build the infrastructure to connect their existing rails to those hubs so that we could take the train anywhere in the US. Also Maybe while we're at it we could nationalise our transit system so that busses actually run every 10 minutes like our parents and grandparents said they did and I'm not outside freezing my tits off for an hour cause the bus drivers gotta chat with everyone while I'm just trying to get to my ficking job!!!

A Weird thing I have noticed people always complain about when a metro and light rail system expansion is proposed is the idea that the metro system will lower property values when typically they do the opposite for cities. Like I get concerns around gentrification but the whole fear of property values being lowered by public transit really seems like thinly vailed racism because white suburbanites tend to associate public transit with black people

[just-absolutely-super]

OP au crack

At the musical

Lan and Mayl have a good time, even if they feel a bit overdressed (thanks to some meddling people)

But a bit more far back in the audience in some very bad disguises

Roll: can you them? I can't believe our plan worked! (Roll is wearing an over the top wig, a super poofy dress and some makeup with a beauty spot on her cheek)

Mega: kinda. They're not very visible from where we're sitting. Can you use your binoculars? (Hub is wearing a monocle, with his hair slicked back and the rest in a ponytail, and has drawn on a very thin mustache. He also has a very gaudy purple velvet suit on)

Roll: good idea! Let's see

Mega: I hope Lan gets his act together

Roll: I hope they get together after this

During Intermission

Lan: This is pretty cool so far

Mayl: Isn't it? I've always wanted to see a musical in person! I've only ever watched them on a visual transponder snail

Lan: I'm glad you got to finally get this chance, Mayl

Mayl: Me too! Thank you for being here with me, Lan!

Lan blushes and might look like he wants to say something when he feels a chill go down his spine. He whips his head to the back of the auditorium and sees a very suspicious and funny-dressed couple trying to hide their faces with their playbooks...

Lan: You gotta be kidding me...

Mayl: What's wrong?

Lan: I think we're being watched

Mayl: Oh no, is it the navy? Or bounty hunters? Do we have to leave?

Lan's about to tell her who's back there but stops when he sees her distressed face looking at the stage in disappointment. He sighs.

Lan: No, it's not that it's just...some nosy people looking at us

Mayl: Oh, do you think they recognize us?

Lan: Maybe...or it could be how we're dressed

Mayl: Hehe yeah... I tried telling Roll this was a casual event but she insisted on me wearing this dress!

Lan: Hub insisted real hard on this button down too. It's not like we were going to the damn opera!

Mayl: Hahaha I know right?

Lan: Well, if anything, Roll did good helping you with your dress. You look beautiful

Mayl, blushing: E-Eh? Really?

Lan: Yeah, of course. You'd think I'd lie?

Mayl: N-No... Umm I think you look really handsome too. Hub surprisingly has some good taste in clothes...

Lan, blushing: O-Oh, yeah? You think so?

Mayl: Yeah...I do

The two face forward as the lights begin the dim to indicate the show was about to resume. Mayl boldly reaches for Lan's hand. Lan squeezes it back. Lan then hears some familiar whispers from the back and rolls his eyes. Without Mayl seeing, he holds up his other hand and flips the bird.

Roll: Oh! I think he realizes we're here!

Mega: The rude gremlin! What if someone else back here thinks he's doing that them and tries to kick them out?!

The normal citizens, who are sitting around the disguised couple, silently gawks at them.

Their thoughts: No, we can definitely tell who that gesture is directed at...

[stardancerluv]

Blossoming of a Shy Violet

Part 7

Summary: You dance out your feelings.

Warning/Note: This is a 18 & + chapter! lyrics from Led Zeppelin’s Whole Lotta Love in italics! Virgin!Fem!reader, squint & see dom!Eddie, voyeur!Eddie, mention of rings & belt, fingering, and sleeping together. First time writing Eddie like this..hope I did good! And…don’t forget enjoy!

“Alright! Good night, dad!” You called from the doorway of your room. Closing the door, you leaned heavily against it.

You were just a jumble of emotions. Blinking, you spotted his hoodie. Tears welled up, but you swallowed them down. You remembered how Chrissy had looked as she had preened and moved in front of Eddie. Maybe if you moved liked that, you could catch his eye too.

You don’t know what got into you, but you had an idea. Going over to it, you quickly stripped down to your panties. Your bra sat on top of the pile.

Then grabbing his hoodie, you slipped it on. You fluffed your hair. Bringing the edge to your nose, you inhaled deeply. You really loved that autumn scent of his. It managed to push the tears that had wanted to come. It further fueled your idea. Leaving it unzipped, you walked over to your mirror.

Seeing yourself like this made butterflies flap madly in your stomach. You ran your brush through your hair. So this is how girls looked wearing a boyfriend’s hoodie, you mused. If only you were Eddie’s girl. You shook your head from side to side, enough sadness.

Tilting your head from side to side, you had to admit you didn't look half bad. You turned on the radio. You smiled, your favorite Led Zeppelin song was on. You resisted the urge to turn it up.

…honey you need it

I'm gonna give you my love

I'm gonna give you my love

Want to whole lotta love

Want to whole lotta love

With a smile on your face, you began dancing around your room. Absently, you began imagine him in your mind’s eye. If only he could see you now. You swished your hips, you pretended to hid yourself. To play coy. These thoughts were making you flush. Your cheeks were so warm. You turned to your bed, in your mind’s eye you imagined if he was there watching you.

******

He was halfway back to the trailer when he stopped, the van rocked and his breaks squeaked. He decided one last time to try and reach you. Pulling a u-turn, he stopped a block from your house. Sticking close to the shadows, he made his way over to your house. There was only a single light on. That had to be your room.

He really hoped he had not made you uncomfortable. Why didn’t even you smile his way. He was worried, so worried. And this was very unlike him. No one shook him. You did.

He really hoped none of your neighbors were being nosey. It was a late. Taking a breath, he leaned over and peaked into the window. It certainly was yours!

He immediately looked away, he covered his mouth with his hands. His heart beat heavily and fast in his chest. He had to look again.

Looking again, he was completely entranced watching you. There you were, dancing around your room with only his hoodie and a pair of panties on. Damn, it was the hottest thing he had ever seen. The more you moved, the more he watched, and the faster his heart beat. He became incredibly aroused, he had to press a palm against himself. He needed to do something. Last thing he needed was to get arrested outside your window for lewd behavior.

It was too much, he almost choked as you crawled onto your bed. He was tapping on your window, before he even realized he was doing it.

He watched, that at the sudden sound you collapsed onto your bed. He repressed the urge to chuckle. You quickly gathered yourself and immediately wrapped the hoodie closer to you.

He gave you a sheepish smile, when you turn and saw him. He waved. Your surprised expression was actually the sweetest thing, he’d ever seen. But it did little to help his state.

“Are you going to let me in?” He finally mouthed to you.

You nodded. Eyeing the window, you finally undid the lock and opened the window.

“What are you doing here?” You hissed.

“Can I come in and explain?”

“Eddie?” You put your hand on your hip. A posture, despite the situation was growing to be one of his favorites. Right now, he especially loved how you stood there completely forgetting that now he saw quite a bit of you, while standing there.

“Sweetheart,” He breathed. “if a neighbor decides to look out any of their windows, this will look really bad. Please let me in.” He pleaded.

“Ok. Come in.” You opened the window wider. With a huff, he crawled in. He scrambled a bit before standing up and dusting himself off.

He closed the distance between you. “I see you are enjoying my hoodie.” Reaching over, he grabbed one of the edges of hoodie that rested against your thighs and tugged it gently.

You pulled back, easily wrapping it and your arms around yourself. Your flushed your cheeks did not escape him.

“Eddie, what are you doing here?”

He opened then closed his mouth, he could barely think. All he wanted to do was touch you. Run his fingers along your jaw or just drag his fingers along the area that the hoodie didn’t hide and stopped just where your panties rested on your hips. He swallowed. He could wait and he wanted you to want it too.

“I am worried I upset you.” He chewed on his lip. “You didn’t exactly crack a smile, my little nymph when I made my silly face.”

*****

Now, you don’t know where you got this strength from. Your knees felt wobbly. You didn’t even know how you were standing. You managed to take a step closer to him.

“I am not your little nymph.” You swallowed. You would not cry in front of him. “Chrissy, perfect miss head cheerleader, head of the welcoming committee,” You added sarcastically, inwardly you were shaking. “Is your nymph or whatever you call her.” Looked right up into his brown eyes.

“Chrissy?” He made a face. “Why would you say that?”

You rose an eyebrow. “Seriously?”

“Yeah.”

You sighed. “I saw the two of you walk into the pizza place.”

“Oh.” He pressed his lips together. “We’re not an item. We ran into each other in the parking lot.” He gestured to you. “And after what I just saw, I’m very glad I lent you my hoodie.” He flashed you a wicked smile. It made you tremble. “And well, I’m here because well, I had to see what was going with you, us.”

“So why was she preening and looking like she was going to devour you?” It was how you felt right now about him; despite how your stomach was twisting and twining into knots.

“One day, I will tell you” He looked away. You could practically see something pass through his eyes. It ripped the knots apart in your stomach. He looked completely lost.

And yet, when he finally met your eyes, that devil may care smile slowly spread across his face. He once again looked like the guy who made you smitten. It melted your resolve. Now, he took another step closer to you. There was no more room, unless you stepped back and you didn’t want to.

“If, I don’t kiss you right now I don’t know what I will do.” He whispered, he was breathless

Sparks burst and flew through you.

“You better kiss me.” You managed to say.

You don’t know how, but you were in his arms.

Easily, you lost yourself in the kiss. You just followed your instincts. You would have tried to remember all the romantic movies you had watched over the years but he stole away any logical thought.

When you two parted, you felt like your heart was going to burst through your chest. As your eyes met, you both shared a giggle. He kissed you again, his hands easily moved up and down your back. You closed your eyes and pressed against him.

Breaking the kissing he was breathing had become heavier. “Get onto your bed for me little nymph.”

You did as he told you. Reaching over you turned off your radio and just watched him. He pulled off his converse, followed by his black t-shirt. His belt still hung low on his waist holding his torn jeans in place.

Your bed gave as he came over you, smiling he as he laid on top of you, you happily opened your arms to him. His lips were soft as he nuzzled your throat. His weight felt good as you felt him press against you. Despite, the buckle of his belt pressing just so against you, it felt cool to you body that felt like it was heating up. Unsure what to do you continued to kiss him back, and your fingers nestled into his long strands.

You moved just the right way as you felt his lips on yours, on your cheek, throat and collar bone. You were literally buzzing all over. Easily, you were swept away by the kiss as he deepened. He tasted far better then you could have ever expected.

“You are so beautiful.” He whispered, meeting your eyes. Pulling back, resting his weight on his elbow. He tugged on one of the sleeves. “Let’s take this off, yes? I want to see more of you.” Since the two of you were so close, you could feel that his heart was racing as hard as yours.

That’s when nervousness grabbed you. You blinked at him. “Eddie.” Your voice was small and you looked away.

His slender fingers came up and caressed your cheek, his rings felt cool as they grazed your skin. “I told you earlier, look at me when you talk to me.” He softly told you.

“I’ve never, I’ve never done any of this before.” You finally managed, swallowing.

He blinked at you, remaining silent. You shifted under him. His rough jeans felt good against your skin.

“We’ll take things slow.” He whispered and pressed soft kisses against your lips, you kissed him back. “Alright?” His eyes were soft and warm as he met yours, you nodded.

“Yes.”

“If you ever want me to stop or anything, tell me alright.” His mouth had become a firm line.

“Yes, I understand.”

He helped you shrug out of his hoodie then. You both let it fall to the floor beside your bed. His body was so solid and warm as he kissed you. Not knowing what to do with your hands, you nestled one in his hair. Which was so much softer then you could have ever expected.

When both of you parted, he leaned on his elbow. He nuzzled your nose. “You are an amazing kisser, nymph.”

You giggled, hiding your face into his chest. When you pulled back you looked up at him. Tentatively, you let your fingertip graze the the tattoo on his chest.

“You have a tattoo.”

“Yes.” He smirked. “Actually, I have a few sweet ol’ tatties. I’ll have to show you all of them, some other time.” Taking your hand, he placed it over his heart. “See I am just as nervous as you.” You could feel his heart thudding hard, you trembled as he kissed your finger tips. Shifting, he moved so he was now holding you closer to him.

You were so flushed as he looked at you. You covered your face with your hand.

“Don’t hide from me.” He gently took your hand from your face.

Cupping your cheek, he brought his mouth to yours and kissed you deeply.

A soft moan came from you, breaking the kiss as you felt his fingers run down your middle. He made a soft sound. “Does that sound good my little nymph?”

You immediately missed the feel of his touch.

“Good.” His voice was soft and gentle. “We best be quiet, we don’t want to wake anyone, do we?”

Your eyes grew while you shook your head at the thought. You had not even considered that.

“Shall I touch you again?”

“Yes, please.”

His finger tips roamed over you. You whimpered but catching yourself, you bit your bottom lip.

As he cupped one of your breasts, gently his thumb grazed nipple. You inhaled sharply.

“Does that feel good?”

You nodded, your breath shortening.

“Now I am going to make you feel even better but you better be quiet.”

“Ok.”

His bent his head down, his hair at first tickled you. Then you felt as his tongue ran over your nipple your body arched against him before you even realized what you were doing. You wanted more. A soft chuckled came from him. “Mmm, that’s my little nymph.” He murmured before you felt his tongue again, which was then closely followed by his lips.

As your breaths shorten further, you panted. You tried to suppress some of the sounds that wanted to pour out of you. “Eddie.” You softly whined.

“Feeling good?”

All you could do was nod as his lips and tongue teased, his other other hand caressed you. These sensations were almost too much for you. You felt this unbelievable tightening in your lower stomach. It kept building and building.

You whimpered, meeting as you felt him withdraw his touch from your body.

“Eddie?”

“I needed to see you.” His smile was gentle.

You smiled at him, your heart was racing and it was hard to think.

He kissed you again, eager and more confident then you had been earlier you kissed him back. Distantly, you felt one of hands smooth down you body till you gasped and arched into him. “Eddie.” You practically moaned against his lips, without even thinking you opened your legs to him. You could feel as he smiled.

“Oh, my little nymph you are so good and wet for me.” He rubbed you through your panties.

“Wet?” You were confused.

His hand continued to rub at you before that large hand cupped you, without thinking you moved against his hand. “I’ve been making you feel good?”

“Yes.”

He squeezed you. “Good.” It sounded liked be pulled the word softly from himself. “That will make you get very wet and slippery down there. It is your body’s way to prepare for me or someone to be with you.”

“Ooh. You made a soft sound, your pleasure was becoming stronger. “Eddie, touch me more.” You begged.

“I can do that.” He dragged his fingers up, they traced the lacy edge of your panties. “But tell me,” his fingers barely brushed under the lacy edge. “Have you ever touched yourself down there?”

“No.” Panted, bucking a little hoping his hand would touch more of you.

“You are so eager, I will make you feel so good. I promise.”

“I believe you.”

“I am glad. These panties,” His voice was tightening. “These are very pretty.

“Thank you.” You managed, you swallowed some air.

Very smoothly, let his fingers slip down the front of your panties. You looked at his hand and felt your excitement build, and looked back at him and could see how good this was making him feel. It was intoxicating.

“Oh my god.” You shook as his fingers rubbed at you. “Yes there.” He came across something, and it just made a small burst of pleasure blossom in your stomach.

“I won’t stop my sweet nymph.” He promised. His fingers moved, firmer and faster.

Your panting increased and you grabbed at your sheets.

“Kiss me.” He urged you.

You did. It grew sloppy, you moaned into his mouth as the pleasure his fingers gave you increased to unbelievable heights. Your moans turned to whimpers, your tongues moving together as you felt his fingers. The pleasure continued to build. Until you finally arched so hard and yet, he had managed to not stop holding you.

Just then in a feeling that was more of an eruption, you felt as your pleasure just exploded in you. You collapsed and melted back into Eddie’s arms.

“Oh Eddie.” You managed, blinking looking at him.

He smiled. “You came for me baby. You just came for me, and it was beautiful.”

“It felt amazing.” You were breathless.

You felt as he slid his fingers from you. It missed his touch before you realized they were no longer between your legs. You watched his stuck his fingers in his mouth. He closed his eyes and made a soft sound.

“Oh baby.” He slid his eyes open. “You taste so good. I can’t wait to lap at you down there.”

“Now now?” You asked still dazed from what you still felt yourself trembling from.

He chuckled, he smoothed some hair from your face. He gently nuzzled your nose with his. “Not tonight but soon, I promise.” He pulled back smiling.

You knit your brows together. “What about you?”

He smiled. “Oh, baby. You are so good to me already. That also can wait. Maybe later.”

“But, but..” He placed a finger to your lips.

“Soon, I promise. I can’t wait to feel your hands, your lips,” He gently patted your lip with his finger before he cupped you once again. “Or down there if you will allow me. But now, it is late and we both must sleep.”

Shifting, he moved and pulled you partially on top of him.

“You’re staying.” You looked up at him.

“For a little while, after that I don’t want to leave during your afterglow.”

“Oh, thank you.”

“Of course baby.” He kissed your nose. “Now, try and sleep.”

*******

It actually didn’t take you terribly long. Your breathing leveled and your grip on him softened but even in sleep you did not let go. He smiled.

This was the first time he cared, or even had someone as precious as you. It made all of his cold, uncaring past fade into a mist. You had become so important to him now, his little nymph. As he nuzzled your hair, he was reminded of delicate violets. You were his delicate violet. He pressed kissed the top of your head.

Closing his eyes, he tried to calm his racing heart. He was harder then he has ever been. His hardon was tight against his jeans. Reaching down and careful to not wake you, he palmed himself a little. It did little to help. But as he held you a little tighter to him, he tried to focus on just how sleepy he was too.

******

“Kiddo?” There was a sudden sharp knock on her bedroom door.

Blinking, you woke and realized, Eddie was soundly asleep beside you.

“Yes dad.” You called out. Please…please don’t open the door, you silently prayed in your heart.

“Morn’in kiddo. Just telling you, Il left you a breakfast sandwich in the fridge. I got a morning shift and a night one, I will try and see you in between.”

“Alright dad. Bye.”

“Bye Kiddo.”

You heard the creak of his footfalls fade before you heard the front door close. Not long, after there was rev of his engine starting and soon you could tell he drove away.

You glanced at Eddie, finally feeling like you could breath.

A small smile touched his lips. “Morning, little nymph what time is it?”

You twisted in your bed. “Too early?” You said turning back to him.

He scrunched and rubbed his face before finally opening one then both his eyes. They were heavy from sleeping. “I guess I followed you and fell asleep hard.”

You giggled. “I guess so.” You felt a boldness, last night gave you. Reaching over, you gently traced his necklace that laid on his chest. “What’s this?”

He grabbed your hand and gave it a kiss. “One of my lucky pieces.”

“I like it.”

“Good.” He idly ran his fingers up and down you back.

“So what are we going to do?”

A smirk curled his lips. In the bright light of the sun that was bathing the two of you, a mischievousness glint entered his eyes. It caused a stirring in your lower stomach that until last night you had never felt before.

“I have a few ideas.”

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[marvelmusing]

Making Time

Mobius M Mobius x Reader

Part 4

My Masterlist • Series Masterlist

You’re stood waiting beside Mobius’s locker when you hear him and Loki approaching.

“Good enough for a face to face with the Time-Keepers?” Loki asks him.

“I didn’t say that.” Mobius replies with a chuckle. “One step at a time.” Loki nods,

“One step at a time, right.” Mobius pulls out a pair of knives, handing them to Loki who looks ecstatic.

“Just in case.” The moment Loki gets his hand on them, they’re pulled away from him.

“Absolutely not.” B-15 says, putting them away in her own locker. You can’t help but laugh, a sympathetic look on your face for Loki. “Gather round for a briefing.” She calls out. As you, Mobius, Loki, and the hunter task force gather by the Timedoors, B-15 begins the briefing. “Roxxcart is a vast superstore common to the era. It consists of a series of sprawling sections, including a large warehouse. This warehouse is being used by civilians as a shelter tryin' to ride out the storm. Remember, this is a class ten apocalypse. While the Variant shouldn't know we're coming, he could be hiding anywhere and should be considered hostile. So stay alert. Every time there is an attack, the Variant steals a reset charge. He's planning something. We just don't know what. So keep an eye out for the missing charges, and if you see a Loki, prune it.” You don’t like her word choice there, and you glance at Loki.

“The bad Loki, preferably.” He adds, and you smirk.

Taking a deep breath, you follow Mobius through the Timedoor in front of you. The rain is relentless, though you didn’t expect any less for such a horrendous disaster. You pull your raincoat tighter around you. Mobius keeps an arm around you, as you sway precariously with the violent winds.

“Anything?” He shouts to B-15. She shakes her head,

“Nothing. Move out!” She calls out, and you follow the task force as they make their way to the entrance to the store. The automatic doors open, and you quickly pull your hood down. You shake a little, trying to remove some of the water from your coat.

“So this is 2050.” You say, observing the inside of the superstore. “You know I’d be 54 now?” You tell Mobius, as you look out into the storm. You wonder where you are now. Where the right version of you is, who didn’t accidentally create a nexus event. Mobius looks down at you with a gentle expression on his face.

“Wow. You know I thought I saw a few grey hairs the other day-“ he starts, leaning to examine your head. You swat his hand away playfully, and he chuckles at you, glad to see you smile. B-15 clears her throat from nearby. You and Mobius turn to face her quickly.

“Take both teams and sweep the storm shelter.” She orders one of the hunters. “Loki and I are gonna check out the Green House. We'll meet-“

“No.” Mobius interrupts.

“No?”

“[Y/N] you go with B-15.” You look at him with wide eyes. “Loki stays with me.”

“How do we know he’s not going to run off with the Variant at the first chance he gets?” She argues.

“He's under my supervision.”

“This is my field op, Mobius. If he's not a threat, then it won’t be a problem-“

“Of course he's a threat. Remember the Time Theater?”

“Mobius...”

“I want him with me.”

“What if I run off?” You say suddenly. They both stop arguing to look at you. Mobius frowns,

“What?”

“If Loki ran off he’d be both in the future and on the wrong planet. This is both my timeline and my home. If anyone’s going to run off it’s me.”

“You’re not from Alabama.” Mobius states.

“I could get on a plane.” You argue.

“During a hurricane?” Loki steps between the two of you.

“Mobius, it's fine. It's fine. You can trust me. I understand I have to earn that, so I will.”

“Why is it the people you can't trust are always saying trust me?” Mobius says. “Okay, try to hang on to your Time Collar this time.” You and Mobius begin to walk in one direction, with B-15 and Loki walking the opposite way. The two of you follow one of the hunters until something attracts your attention. You pick it up and your face breaks into a wide smile. “[Y/N]?” Mobius calls out, concerned that you’ve trailed behind. He looks down at what you have in your hands. A Zoomer the Robot Dog. He sighs, “Is now the time for shopping?” You frown lightly at him.

“My sister had one of these.” You say, trying to sound nonchalant but you can’t help the feeling from creeping into your voice. He smiles softly,

“What did she name him?”

“Zoomer.” He nods, laughing quietly,

“Original.” You laugh too.

“Hey, it’s a cute name.”

“I guess.” He pauses for a moment, before adding gently, “You do remember we’re on a mission right?” You nod.

“Yeah, of course.” You set the box back down on the shelf. “Let’s go.” The two of you soon catch up with the hunters. You enter the storage warehouse, where there’s a huge number of civilians crammed inside, hoping to brave out the storm. Hunter D-90 pushes through the crowd,

“Check the bags for the reset charges. Could be any one of them.” A man approaches Mobius, asking him,

“You guys FEMA? National Guard? Well, hey, if you got a copter or other transport, now is the time to use it. We got women and kids, and that weather ain't playin.”

“No, I'm sorry. We don't.”

“Well, how the heck did you get here?” Mobius ignores him, moving towards D-90 who’s aggressively seizing people’s bags and rummaging through them.

“What are you doing? Hey! These people are scared.”

“They're about to die. They should be scared.” He replies, far too calmly. Mobius returns his state.

“Okay. Not of us. Take it easy-” One of the hunters returns, looking anxious as he calls out for Mobius,

“Sir!”

“What is it?” You and Mobius follow the hunter as he leads you to a security office. Once inside you see C-20, the hunter who’d been taken by the Loki, tied up on the floor. She’s muttering to herself, a far away look in her eyes as she repeats over and over,

“It’s real, it’s real, it’s real. It was real. It was real.” Mobius crouches down in front of her, and you sit by her side.

“What's real? What's-“ Mobius starts.

“She’s off the dial.” D-90 mutters. You shoot him a frustrated look.

“Look at me.” Mobius says to her. Her eyes meet his and she says,

“I wanna go home.”

“We’ll get you home, I promise.” You tell her. Mobius nods, turning to one of the hunters,

“Call the TVA, let the infirmary know-“

“No, no, no, I gave it away. I gave it away.”

“What did you give away?”

“The Time-Keepers. Where they are. I gave it away how to find them.” Mobius reaches forward, holding her arm gently. You begin to untie the bindings around her ankles. Once you get her free, you and Mobius head out to look for B-15 and Loki.

“Is it standard TVA knowledge to just know where the Time-Keepers are?” You ask Mobius as you make your way back through the store. “Would a Variant be able to kill the Time-Keepers? Why would a Loki even want to go after the Time-Keepers?”

“Look I don’t know okay!” Mobius sighs, he begins to walk faster in agitation. You nod, clearly your questions aren’t helping.

“Sorry. Let’s just find Loki.” As you’re passing through an aisle B-15 calls out,

“Mobius!”

“Where’s Loki?” You ask her.

“I lost him.”

“What happened?” She shrugs, seemingly lost for words.

“Looks like your favourite Loki betrayed you.” D-90 reamarks. You roll your eyes at your least favourite TVA worker.

“Just move!” Mobius orders as the four of you begin to run through the store. Your group doesn’t make it far before the lights go out. You stop running as you’re plunged into darkness. Then the amber glow of reset charges surround you, a chorus of chirps ringing in your ears as they change to purple. You’re preparing to get disintegrated, until the charges slowly begin to disappear, dropping down through tiny Timedoors. “Where are they going?” you hear Mobius ask. Your TemPad pings and you quickly pull it out of your pocket. With shaking hands you bring up the timeline, watching in horror as an increasing number of branches appear.

“I’ve found them.” Mobius steps towards you and you hand him the TemPad. You both share a terrified look.

“Where’s Loki?” He asks, and your group sets off running again. You look through aisle after aisle, the red lights glowing down on you. Then you spot him.

“Loki!” You call out. Mobius is beside you as you both run towards Loki. Loki stands beside a Timedoor, looking back at you. He seems to hesitate, as he hovers by the door.

“Loki! Loki, wait! Wait! Loki, wait! No! Wait, Loki!” Mobius yells as you race to him. Then Loki passes through the door. As you and Mobius reach for him, the door closes. The group stops, and you turn away in annoyance. You were so close. “Damn it!” Mobius cries out. You turn back to face him. Well that could have gone a lot better.

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[infinityactual]

So~

Today I woke up and grabbed my phone so I could wake up by seeing what shenaniganry had occurred overnight.

And I see a note on this post.

There is SO much going on here.

I have obtained a coffee and Proper Grownup Clothing, so let's take a look at this hot garbage.

Overall, this person suffers greatly from the fatal human need to get their thoughts out to the world in a fit of emotional response to something. This isn't the bad part, nobody is immune to popping off when you see something that just jabs you in the right spot. Hell, OP did that. And I don't hold that against either of them, neccesarily.

The content of the reply though....hoo boye.

They start with simply stating 'Cringe.' As if they are a teacher grading a poorly written paper. Red alert people, it's now cringe to have opinions. Which means that they themselves are cringe via this response and basically their entire blog, which is full of some honestly good takes on Destiny headcanons, notably Cayde's music preferences. Nice self-burn there, buddy.

The second part is honestly baffling. 'Who cares if it's fun Halo content with good characterization?'. Uh, apparently Chakas does? Along with -checks notes- a British Long Ton of other people in the Halo fandom? We are not a homogenous group, my good bitch. Some people play Halo for the shooty-shooty, I play it to see my favorite old man fall head-over-fat ass for Chief, others play it for the multiplayer challenges. I can probably list a dozen more reasons why people get enjoyment out of the game, and every single one is valid (Except ppl who cheat in multiplayer. I hope you step on a lego) So uh, yeah. A lot of people care about fun Halo content with good characterization.

The last sentence: the first part 'Go read the books if you want that' actually made me laugh. I'm not talkin a sensible chuckle at the sheer idiocy; I laughed. Sir/Madam/Your Excellency, you have just put both feet right into your big dumb mouth. The majority of fandom who is into Halo for good storytelling? Yeah, we've done that. Not everyone is completely caught up or has read even most of the novels or other content out there (the graphic novel or the comics) but we've read at least some of the books. So congratulations on making an ass of yourself by assuming OP has never done so. And if that wasn't your intent and you were basically telling them to get out of your sandbox and go back to the books, again: Congratulations on being a bully.

And finally we have the whole response punctuated with 'dumbass'. For someone responding to an opinion post on Tumblr Dot Com the way you did, you're the dumbass here. Yes, by responding to and picking apart your response, I'm a dumbass too by that standard. I wear my clown shoes with pride. -honk honk-

In conclusion: Get A Load Of This Guy. They think they've unequivocally slapped down some rando they don't even know on the internet over an opinion post they didn't even read. And if they did read it, they missed the point by at least a couple hundred light-years. If that's not cringe, I don't know what is.

The entire response reeks of gamerbro toxic masculinity, wherein someone sees a negative opinion on something they like and instead of putting on the parking brake for a hot second to use their one and only brain cell, they've cut the brake cable entirely and are letting their emotions take them downhill.

This is not how you fandom.

[bakugoukatsuki-rising]

I'm. The new covers, op. The new covers. Gosh. Both of them hold so much symbolism. And technically they both are canon, they are both original ideas that could perfectly be valid. Horikoshi simply found something better. But anyways, I'm going to go ahead and ramble about it because Im- Op, prepare for a long ask! Hope you like it!

So!

On the one where Katsuki's the one in the picture, he's not on his knees like he is in the other two covers. Instead, he has his face down, body forward, one hand on one leg, the other one holding out for something...He's bowing. Bowing in Japanese culture is a pretty big deal. Hes not just tilting his head a bit, his head and body are on full on commitment.

Such a tilted bow means a LOT, specially from THIS guy, Mr dont let anyone walk in front of me. Even more when hes not just bowing, but accepting such an open display of given help, Mr shonen anime lone wolf. Accepting something he always has trouble admitting to. Accepting the past, accepting the wrongs. Accepting Izukus help means so much, and that's what these three covers have in common.

His hand is sctretching out. He's ready to say yes to that hand out in the air.

(Ps. I wonder if he's watching his own reflection on the water in this panel, as well?)

Hes in middle of the picture with those childhood friend at the back, which means audience. It means letting people see what hes done, what he's sorry for. He is being open and exposed and vulnerable. That's no fighting stance.

Remember guys, in case you haven't noticed before, Horikoshi puts lots of metaphorical value in his manga and on his covers. Sometimes you've got to dig in deep and think to get the bigger picture. And in this case, the bigger picture screams regret and wanting to make things right from the start.

This cover occurs in the past, at the moment where everything started, and Katsuki fully remembers this. Katwuki has thought of this, is thinking about this. He's had eye bags for gods sake, he's clearly troubled by all of what it means.

These three covers are the visual explanation of what's going on inside Katsuki's head, because this is clearly focused on him and his perspective.

(Ps. Rivers symbolise the massage of time. If that doesnt add to everything else, I dont know what to tell you.)

So! Next!

Wow, if this isnt one of my favourite things ever. Okay. Christ.

I have two options here. Scratch that, three options. Scream into the void, scream into this post, or actually make a good presentation of my inner turmoil. I'll have to go by the third option. (Haha. Just like horikoshi did. Dont # me, I'm funny in my head.)

This cover melted my insides, froze them all over, and hit me with them like a hammer.

I know they're kids, but let me get this straight-so kids seriously look at their friends with these looks in their eyes and think "ah, yes. This is my very good friend. This gentle smile and kind look I'm giving him as if he was my whole world? Well, hes just a very good friend."

I looked at my childhood crush this way, I dont know what to tell you.

Anyway, let's actually jump to the information at hand.

This panel seems like it's making a reference to what Katsuki wishes could have been. And if that's not absolutely soul-crushing...this cover is Katsuki's feelings, guys. These are probably his very thoughts. This scene has gone through Katsuki's head at some point.

We've got Izuku in his stuck up pose all over again, in just an awkward angle. It's like katsuki isnt looking AT this katsuki right now, but at the spot where the actual past Katsuki, at some point, was. As if this Isuku is frozen in time. Dont believe too much in this paragraph, I still have my doubts about that, but I feel it's a possibility. Izukus eyes seem to be focused on the water, while Katsuki is just the tiniest bit back, reaching for Izukus hand. And gosh.

I dont think I've ever seen older NOR child Katsuki have this look plasted into his face before. He's...sheepish. Kindly, awkwardly sheepish. No hate, no anger, no shame, no nothing. His face is clear and sweet and has this "Whoops. You got me. But thanks." kind of expression on.

The hand behind his head, just the tiniest but embarassed? That little smile? It's all so soft.

Rambling about softness though- I really liked the hand scene in this particular panel. If you close up your view, you realise that theres no effort to pull anyone out of nowhere. In this panel, they are simply holding hands in frozen time for no purpose at all.

Katsuki has his hand around Izuku...simply holding there.

Again, because the angle is awkward, it's kind of messy, but you get the point.

It's all simply beautiful. Horikoshi clean likes give me life.

And lastly. The actual cover.

I screeched so hard when I saw this. My first instinct when seeing this for the first time was to straight up go trigger happy fingers and write about it to my friends. Christ.

Everything is so...SOft. horikoshi made a good decision by mixing both previous drawings in one. We have parts of the two covers in one, which is amazing. In this one, Katsuki isnt alone, as Izuku's there too. But we dont have the audience either. Probably because the main focus on this panel is no one else except them two.

Again, Katsuki looks like he's bowing, but instead of looking all the way down, he's in the middle. Not looking at Izuku nor looking at the ground, like it shows in the previous covers. Instead, Horikoshi found a middle ground. He's looking at his hand. At the gesture.

Hes not holding hands quite yet, but his hand is there. At arms reach. Not close enough but there. Wanting.

Theres so much regret and again, softness.

Again, like you Op said a bit bad, the angle is off here. This is present Katsuki remembering his past. The angle is off because this Izuku isnt holding out for our Katsuki. This is a memory. A wish. Katsuki's wish.

(Ps. Izukus trousers drenched in the rivers water. This detail was so nice. It's a subtle action that describes Izukus characterization so much. Izuku went in the river with Katsuki in mind, not caring if he got his clothes soaked in the process too. For Izuku, only Katsuki was there. And for Katsuki, only Izuku is.

As a plus, I can't believe the cover of this is literally called Bakugou Katsuki rising. They named the entire thing after that one chapter. Actually, I very much, totally believe it. It's the moment so many people have been waiting for, after all. The moment so many scenes have been amounting for, little by little.

*dreamy sigh*

Thanks for reading, I hope you enjoyed this little thing, I had to get it out of my system and dont want to bother my dear friends anymore than needed.

Have a good day, OP! I'll stay updated!

You kinda just...took my heart and curb stomped it, not gonna lie. Your observations are so beautiful and so accurate. The sketch with little Bakugou taking Izuku’s hand is so...raw, and yeah, that expression is definitely one of love. Those eyes, the way he is HOLDING Izuku’s hand, not TAKING it. He isn’t taking it to stand up, he is literally just...holding it. 

That isn’t the way you take someone’s hand when you’re trying to pull yourself up. It’s an awkward angle and just...wouldn’t work right. No, he is literally just holding his hand, and that’s exactly what Bakugou wishes he did all that time ago. He wishes that he not only took Deku’s hand, but held onto it. Held it as if it were something precious, something to be cared for and protected. 

These are Bakugou’s true feelings expressed in these drawings, and I think Horikoshi released them on purpose, to show us more of what he wanted Bakugou to be feelings through all of this. Since after all, we know that Bakugou expresses himself in action, not so much words. And because Horikoshi is an absolute genius, he thought to give us these other glimpses in how he feels through these actions. 

And the other sketch with him bowing his body to Izuku, and the way the log looks like it’s on his back with his ‘friends’ on top of it. 

The pressure of needing to be the coolest, the strongest, the best. Those kids put that kind of pressure on him, even if they never realized it. They encouraged his behavior and fed his ego, and it never allowed him to see how he was wrong. But now he is realizing it, and he is bowing himself in light of that acknowledgement. He is lowering his head and putting his pride away, so he can get back what he lost all those years ago; the opportunity to take Izuku’s hand.

To take the hand of the only one of those kids that ever loved him unconditionally. Who never pressured him or expected him to be invincible. Who saw all of his flaws and was completely prepared to support him despite all of it. The only one. 

I’m just a mess over all of this, and I am so incredibly thankful to Horikoshi for creating this beautiful relationship. AND IN A SHOUNEN MANGA, NONETHELESS!!  

Thank you friend, for your beautiful thoughts. I think they’re spot on, and I am so emotional all over again because of this. 

[bow-woahh]

My incoherent thoughts on She Ra S4

EP 1-8

All the WINKING, arguing

DOUBLE TROUBLE THE THEATRE GAY

SCORPIAS CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT YES

Like wow this season beens all hurt not enough comfort damn

I MISS ANGELLA

DOUBLE TROUBLE

POOR MERMISTA

The fighting is so much like truly did not expect this much angst but here we are

I kinda wanna cry wow

And there's still 5 episodes to go omg guys halp

Catra saying "I thought winning would be different." LIKE NO SHIT

Of course it noT YOU NEVER WANTED THIS GIRL

EP 9 - "Hero"

RAZZ!!

MARA??

wAHT

Razz making a pie? We LOVE to see it!!

What a g swift wind wow. Always checking up on the old lady

Adora you have too much faith in Razz lmao

Mara had a cool base wowoh

Light Hope being a buzz kill as per usual

Mara charming a hologram >>>>>>>

What IS the Heart Of Etheria Project ahhhh

Razz is glitching though what

MARA LOOKING FLYYYYY AS SHE RA WOWWW

oooOooO the Heart Of Etheria Project is a BAD BAD??

WHY IS THE SWORD GLOWING BAD

THE SHOTS IN THIS EPISODE WOWOWOWOW

LIGHT HOPE GON BAD WOW IM HURT

wow I did not expect this plot twist ouch

"You can save the world we love." — That episode was heart breaking

EP 10 - "Fractures"

Shadow Weaver — I hate her GOD

Double Trouble THE sassss

They @'ed the hair poof

She's sO EVIL GOD SHADOW WEAVER YOU POWER MONGER

SHES CORRUPTING GLIMMER

CATRA MISSES SCORPIA

Frosa having a bedtime that's so cute

SPLIT POLITICS OOF

SCORPIA WE LOVEE

"Scorpia, I knew you'd come back..." "Everthing isn't fine!" "Just leave. Like everybody else." — god Catra is going through the motions wow

Scorpia mentioning Catra and Adora being like "HEY, STFU TALK ABOUT SOMETHING ELSE" is iconic and radiates such "don't mention my ex energy"

GLIMMER STOP BEING ANNOYING GOSHHH

Bow nEver shouts wow

Wow Glimmer using your queen powers like that what a dick move

Scorpia crying is juST awwwWWW

CATRA. NEEDS. SLEEP.

WE'RE SEEING HER FOREHEAD AGAIN

AND SHES CRYING AGAIN AHHH

Can Adora and Bow bring Scorpia please? What fun would that be

I love how Adora calls him swifty like wow

Was Bow just sick on an 1000 year ship? Me too

"If they don't trust me, I don't trust them." MY FUCKING HEART EVERTHING IS FALLING APART NOOOOOO

EP 11 - "Beast Island"

"It's...beast island" Such dramatics lmao

Her sword isn't working ooF

IS THAT KING MICAH???!!!?? omFGGGG

The transition from Glimmer to Micah shining a weapon on their face

The Heart Of Etheria??? Is it on Beast Island?!

"And he so cool!" Adora's just— lmao

oH no she got access NOO

Micah has no concept of TIMEEE we LOVEEE

SWIFT WIND???

MY HEART. MY HEART.

"Glimmer was right...Glimmer was right."

POWERING THROUGH YEA GIRL

ENTRAPTAAAAAAAAAA

Glimmer low-key paralleling Catra last season is—

Scary

SCORPIA IS THE MISSING PIECE GODDDD

EP 12 - "Destiny Part 1"

We are reaching the end and I'm SCARED

"Not in the skull plant things," lmaooooooOooO

SHADOW WEAVER STFU CHALLENGE

OTHER PRINCESSES......GONE? WAHHHTTT

Of course Entrapta is living her best life on Beast Island

AND OF COURSE SHE KNOWS ABOUT THE HEART OF ETHERIA

my heart HURTS seeing Catra on screen now wow

KYLE STEPPING UP WOW

"You came back," GOSH MY HEART

Low key Shadow is talking sense but STFUUU WITH THIS MY QUEEN BULLSHIT

Im having so much fun right now

Never have i been so stressed about a show in my life omg

ADORA LOOKS SO SCARED WOW OH NO

OH NOOOO

ENTRAPTA GET A GRIPPP

NOT AGAIN WITH THE VINES C'MON

I AM SOOO STREESEEDDD

THIS CREATURE IS SO UGLYY

Adora being like "you wanna see our ship?" WE LOVEEEE

"I'm glad we're friends"

OMG DOUBLE TROUBLE STIRRING THE POT AHHH

HORDAK IS ANGRYYYYY

nOOOO HES CRYING

DOUBLE TROUBLE CROSS???

Just as they left WOWWW

WHY IS SHE SITTING ON THR THRONE GODDD

I'm scared for Catra

EP 13 - "Destiny Part 2"

ITS THE FINAL COUNTDOWN AHHH

LONNIE YESSSS

LOVIN THIS MINI ARC WHOO

caTRA MY BABYY

"Your days were numbered the moments you crossed me" OUCH

Catra's acrobatics >>>>>

THE PUNCH IN THE FACE!

"I didn't need Adora."

woWWW wait to hurt my feelings? (She wants her thought)

Oh NO

ITS GLOWING THE RUNESTONE

AND IM SHOOK

LIGHT HOPE YA BITCH

THIS IS. BAD, BUT GOOD, BAD, BUT GOOD

Double Trouble STOP

Omg THEY ARE PUSHING CATRA TO BREAKING POINT

"You betrayed me."

Awwwwwwww Catra's face

She's heartbroken

They put in some sense tho

Like WOW

HIGH-KEY SCORPIA'S POWERS ARE LITTT

Glimmer being all ominous ouch

"We're the good guys."

LIGHT HOPE STOLE HER AHHH

Light Hope is the real bad guy wowow

"What are you waiting for. Do it." GAHHHHHH MY BABY

THIS. DOES. NOT. LOOK. FUN.

LIGHT HOPE MOVING THEM OUT OF DESPONDOS? TOO OP

THEY CAN SEE STARS!!?!!

Catra sees things so black and white wow being in Horde does that to a gal

I BET Catra's GONNA STOP IT AHH

FIGHT THE BAD LIGHT HOPE

IT IS NOT TIME NOOOOOO

"I am not a weapon." YES ADORA!!

DO IT YESSSS

SHE BROKE THE SWORD

IM VERY SCARED NOW

HER HAIR IS DOWN!!! RED ALERT

YESS BOW SAVE THE DAY

HORDE PRIME?? AHHHHJ

HORDE PRIME??? NOPEEEE

HE REPROGRAMMED HORDAK? OUCH

yeS CATRA!!

nO CATRA?

Catra and Glimmer look WORRIED WOW THEY'RE GONNA BE PRISONERS ARENT THEY?

THE SWORD IS DEAD I REPEAT THE SWORD IS DEAD

BUT LIKE RAZZ SAID "She-Ra is you"

AND NOW IM LEFT WITH THE THOUGHT THAT CATRA AND GLIMMER ARE UP IN SPACE WITH HORDE PRIME AHH

Like WOW

WOW

That was a ride.

This season in a nutshell:

[ty-talks-comics]

Best of DC: Week of March 27th, 2019

Best of this Week: Detective Comics #1000 - Various Writers and Artists

Possibly more controversial than I'm thinking it'll be, I'm glad Scott Snyder and Greg Capullo did the job of reintroducing Slam Bradley into the DC Universe. Slam Bradley, of course the way I choose to remember him, was one of DC's first characters and the precursor design to modern day Superman. He was a 1930s dick (detective in this case) who made his name in infamy with racist depictions of Chinese people being swung by their braids with toothy grins. He's likely the reason DC won't reprint some of the early Detective Comics works in a compendium.

This is without a doubt, a great celebration for one of the greatest comic book characters of all time, if not THE greatest. The difficulty in reviewing something like this, much like Action Comics #1000 (if I reviewed that one, I don't remember) is that so many stories have their ups and downs, hits or misses and there's so much ground. But some of these were so good that this book is getting an entry all on it's own this week.

He's been made better in recent years with a badass run as a side character in Ed Brubaker and Darwyn Cooke's Catwoman (2001) as a cool former police officer with a son by the name of Slam Jr. on the force. He was probably some of the best parts of his short time there and was very compelling in interactions with Selina.

Kevin Smith and Jim Lee have arguably done some of the best and WORST Batman projects ever, but through the good and the bad, both have immense talent and their tale “Manufacture for Use” added a beautiful layer to the significance of the metal plate that his emblem is made out of.

The book is simple enough, a montage of Batman fighting his greatest villains shows in the background while his alter ego, Matches Malone, has a conversation with a merchant peddling in the various pieces of gear left by villains. He has Harley hammers, crazy quilts and even freeze guns, but there's only one weapon Malone is interested in; The Gun belonging to Joe Chill. The weapon that killed The Wayne Family.

He and others had been leaving Batman clues since his first days as a hero to have him join a guild of detectives, solving unsolvable or very difficult cases and knowing that Slam is one of the detectives along with Hawkman, Hawkgirl, Martian Manhunter, The Question, Detective Chimp, Elongated Man and his wife, Sue Dibny is relieving and fantastic.

I'm glad DC hasn't shied away from him given his past history. Even his inclusion in Superman of China based on his former character, warts and all, seemed like DC was kinda ashamed of it, but here he is, as awesome as he was later in life!

Upon seeing it, Alfred questions why Bruce would keep it as a trophy, nothing the ridiculousness of The Penny and the Dinosaur, he sees the gun as strange or even perverse. Batman, however, wishes to never see it cause anyone pain again, melting and forming it into an oval adorned with the symbol of a Bat.

Batman has dedicated his life to stopping crime in Gotham at all costs, but not everyone see his methods as being right or just. Doctor Leslie Thompkins has been looking over Bruce since his parent’s murder and oped that he would take his pain and do something productive with it, actually fix Gotham, but instead she sees how vengeance has consumed him, turning him into something of a violent monster himself and she’s not wrong. They meet each other on the anniversary of his parent’s murder in Crime Alley and are beset upon by a group of teenagers whom Batman viciously slaps the hell out of. Dr. Thompkins stops him out of fear and Batman looks like the real villain here.

If that isn't chilling...

Brian Michael Bendis is a GREAT Batman writer. Checking out his 15 pages in the Batman Walmart 100 Page Giants, much like Daredevil, Batman is a character that is PERFECT for him. “I Know” drawn by frequent Bendis collaborator, Alex Maleev, is amazing. Penguin started becoming disillusioned with the meetings put together by villains like The Joker on how to finally get rid of The Batman, Penguin begins to muse about who had the money to fund Batman. I believe he proposed the idea to the others, but they all shot him down, citing times Batman showed up when Bruce was a hostage or how he “blubbered like a baby.”

Penguin didn’t let it go, however, and prepared Suicide Bomb Penguins to attack Wayne Manor while Bruce was hosting a ton of high profile Gothamites. It would have been the end of Bruce Wayne.

Warren Ellis writes some very character driven stories, but when he has to get technical, he is a master as good as any. In “The Batman’s Design” he goes over Batman’s methodology when taking on criminals, treating things like a chess game that he’s already won. He leads the criminals to a trap and plays them like a fiddle, setting off an explosion that knock out or send some flying, determining a sniper’s location and just being so terrifying that the leader just hands him a bomb switch before his ass gets destroyed.

Becky Cloonan does a great job of alternating between cool and warm tones for when Batman is in the shadows vs contending with explosions he’s setting off. Batman looks slim, but imposing regardless. This is definitely some of her best art so far!

Now… if you ask any of my friends from when I was in The Navy, they’ll tell you about how I waited in line for Batman: The Arkham Knight. I was excited. I was elated. The conclusion to an amazing trilogy of games that shaped a newfound love for the character for me! And it bloody sucked. I HATE Arkham Knight with a passion. If it’s not The Batmobile, it’s the Joker, if not the Joker, it’s the Knight himself, if not him, then Scarecrow as the shitty final villain.

I really loved the noir tone that was set by Elizabeth Breitweiser’s colors over Steve Epting’s art. Things are very dark and cool. Batman is shrouded in shadow and Doctor Thompkins acts as a small light by comparison. There is great contrast when action happens with warm tones as Batman slaps the teens and Batman standing in the shadows as Leslie and the kids are under the one light is powerful.

Suffice to say, I was not pleased when it was said that The Arkham Knight would finally be appearing in comics different than his video game counterpart, but… I dunno, I kinda like him here.

His characterization seems to be that of someone who has lived in Gotham and has seen Batman’s methods of treating the poor citizens, the weak and the sick. He sees Batman as a cancer, a darkness that needs to be exterminated for Gotham to truly thrive. The best thing, there’s precedent for this kind of character.

One of the first few arcs for Detective Comics involved a cool set of villains known as The Victim Syndicate, people who have been hurt or grievously injured in Batman’s relentless pursuit of crime. These guys put Batman’s team through the ringer, almost turning Stephanie Brown against him completely as Tim Drake had been presumed dead at the time. Another casualty of war. If I remember right, The First Victim noted that there was someone or something coming for Batman soon and if that’s the Arkham KNight, then I am excited.

The Victim Syndicate was one of James Tynion IV’s best ideas during his run and I really hope whoever the creative team is for Detective Comics thus forth lives up to the quality. Peter J. Tomasi and Doug Mahnke are both amazing, so I have high hopes if its them.

But Penguin had an epiphany. Ending Bruce Wayne would not end Batman. Batman would become focused. Driven. Possibly to the point of killing. Bruce Wayne is the only thing keeping these villains alive, so Penguin relents and never reveals what he believes he knows, until years later when Bruce is old and mute… but who says that Bruce has lost a step? He zaps Penguin who is taken away as Bruce tells him that he knew, pretty much calling him a “coward ass bitch” as he’s taken away.

Overall, while there were few misses, this collection of stories had great ideas, great characterization, heart and was just fantastic. Looking forward to another 80 years!

This one was just cute. The Batfamily interacts with each other and take a FANTASTIC family photo drawn by Tony S. Daniel. Starring, Batman, Alfred, Nightwing, Batgirl, “Robin” Damian Wayne, Red Hood, Batwoman, Catwoman, “(Red) Robin” Tim Drake, Spoiler, The Signal, Cassandra Cain Ace the Bathound and Huntress. It’s a well put together double splash page and everyone, even Bruce seems happy.

[hexonthepeach]

ok but imagine y/n & johnny being assigned to some suburb as husband and wife to gather? idk something about surveilling a suspects home life etc. and just the mr & mrs smith vibes of it all. trying to fit in with the neighbors. setting down some sort of roots. trying to cozy up to the suspects family. maybe even jaehyun coming to visit every so often as johnny's "step brother" and just the potential chaos of a neighbor maybe seeing y/n and jaehyun through a window and being scandalized.

i'm genuinely dying rn because while this scenario did not come up in what i currently am writing for the d&s crew it is absolutely perfectly aligned with it. like this is scarily perfect to the point that i need to know if we've synced brain waves?

thank you for planting this seed i hope you don't mind me using it in the future [lemme know if i can give you credit even if you just want to pick an anon emoji]

i'm on my first ever watch through of The Americans and spy power couple in suburbia is such a fantastic trope, i love the tension of persona vs identity. Don't Worry Darling was a disappointment but it got me thinking about how the dark suburbia cliches used could be done more meaningfully. also dating myself here but my life was inexorably changed by The X-Files s6 ep 15 Arcadia (the real monster of the week are HOAs) and Scully's constant exasperation at Mulder's in-jokes--which is something Johnny would be relentless at, so he's the perfect suggestion for this

as always with this trio it would have to be sex comedy with dark elements and maybe a little more weird? it would be incredibly funny to have the whole thing go sideways on multiple levels including an increasing escalation of violence

here's how i imagine this playing out (under the cut for spoilers):

this is a long-term assignment/infiltration and one of director lee's "special projects" i.e. team-building exercise for the throuple. unbeknownst to them the agency has a secret betting pool on how badly this can go (the winner is someone who put a worst case scenario so outlandish it was supposed to be a joke)

johnny and y/n are currently in the middle of a minor disagreement on their approach for this op--maybe someone wanted to "borrow" a kid to make it legitimate and the other put a kibosh on that based on the stakes being higher. or we're just dealing with a petty argument about the level of lethality involved. (i have another idea but don't want to spoil current wip). they're bickering behind closed doors and duking it out in subtext every time they're forced to play their roles

jaehyun is running surveillance and infiltrating houses. for validity of him being in the neighborhood from time-to-time, he's brought in at the "Johnson's" housewarming party/backyard BBQ as the blue collar handyman brother-in-law. they can get into more homes now, but he's also finding that every sink repair or ceiling fan light bulb replacement has him dealing with escalating attempts at being seduced. our best boy is now the unwilling target for every future divorcee on the block

johnny ends up forced to participate in a variety of Stepford Husband-like activities to get access to more information/be inducted into some kind of club, leaving y/n frequently at home pretending to be a housewife and growing increasingly more sick of the assignment. and also maybe just a little (a lot) jealous when she hears the gossip about/is questioned about her "brother-in-law" by the other wives at the hair salon, grocery store, etc

cue y/n inviting jaehyun to do some household repairs and initiating a little role-playing scenario straight out of a bad porno. unbeknownst to them of course (or maybe knownst!) they are caught in a very lurid scene by one of jaehyun's new fans peeking through the window. (i'd absolutely have to write this from the POV of the nosy neighbor--it would be too funny to pass up)

gossip spreads, suddenly its common knowledge. but--here's the kicker--johnny gets into the good old boy's club where it's revealed that they're one of *those* communities where cuckolding and exhibitionism are a bit of a collective turn-on. a little bit eyes wide shut/bohemian grove/society type escalation of weird beyond sex stuff

now it's the three of them versus a neighborhood--a little public shunning of course, but mostly under siege from those who want to get them to participate in some kind of bacchanalian ritual. a perfect opportunity to get into the head honchos' house but also a perfect set-up for things to go absolutely and horribly wrong . . .

we're talking actual violence and maybe a little murder and mayhem under the cover of whatever anonymity those ritual masks provide. all of it conveniently walked away from by the fact that this can't become public information although it will certainly add to conspiracy theory fodder

the morning after has them pretending to be moving out/getting a divorce. definitely will need to end on the agreement that they're never setting foot in a planned community ever again

[crzcorgi]

  A Dream Come True

My first attempt at a RPF! I love Norman, but am nowhere near an expert on him, like I am with Jeffrey. 😜 So excuse my writing of him.

Jeffrey Dean Morgan x Reader x Norman Reedus

Word count ~ 3500

Warnings- a few swears, reader talks sex, nothing else in this part.

Tags~ @stileswolfi @magikat409 @jasoncrouse @nothin-after-79 @magpiegirl80  @omgitss0y @binegan @metal-xo @mypopculturediva @angelofthenite

 This was all new. A convention wasn’t anything I had ever experienced , especially one specifically for The Walking Dead, one of my all time favorite television shows. I always thought those conventions were for hardcore, borderline crazy, fans. Yet here I am, packing for my flight to Atlanta.

 I went all out, purchasing the most expensive “platinum” weekend tickets, I even booked the hotel that I had heard the celebrity guests were staying at. Only place I “skimped” on was buying only photo ops and autographs for my two guys, Jeffrey Dean Morgan and Norman Reedus.

 Now, any so-called “normal” person would have bought one or two of each, but how could I only do one? This was a once in a lifetime experience, I might never do it again. So, I said “screw it” and bought 3 photo ops with Jeff, 3 with Norman and 2 with both of them together, the one I was looking forward to the most. Yeah, I honestly am not ashamed to admit that I, a grown woman, had a grown up sized crush on both amazingly handsome men.

 My flight and cab ride to the hotel were uneventful, but I was beyond exhausted from just the stress of making sure I had packed right, that I had, in fact, remembered my tickets. And the stress from stepping so far out of my comfort zone. When I reached my room, which was spectacular, I spotted the jacuzzi tub, what better way to relax!

 As I stepped into the waiting water, sinking into the luxurious hot bubbles, I couldn’t help but giggle, thinking how this tub could easily fit 3, even with my few extra pounds. I tried not to think about the “other 2”  that could be with me, don’t be silly! I kept saying to myself. But how could I not picture them?! Closing my eyes, I could almost feel the hard, broad chest behind me, the tiny chest hairs tickling. His arms coming around to grasp my breasts, tweaking each nipple, quickly hardening into small peaks. Another pair of hands dipping below the bubbling water, finding my overheated core, one, two fingers entering, a thumb flicking my sensitive nub.

 After enjoying a wonderful daydream, I unfortunately had to finish up what my mind had started. I then decided to head right to bed after such an exhausting day.

 After a wonderful night’s rest, I woke up to the sun shining through the thin curtains. But who could sleep anyway? I was excited for the day ahead. Although, excited was such an understatement, I would say I was more ecstatic, delirious, floating on cloud 9. And nervous, definitely nervous. Would I be able to speak? What if I clammed up when it came time for my ops? What if I just stood there like an idiot? Or worse yet, fainted?

 No, no, I refuse to think like that! It will go fine, I won’t make a complete idiot of myself. They’re only human beings, just like me. Human beings, maybe, although I had questioned a few times on rather they were indeed “Gods” not mere humans. If not gods, then at the very least breathtakingly beautiful creatures made by gods.

 After a quick breakfast at the hotel, I made my way to the convention center, which was attached to the hotel. I. thought, perfect if I need to make a quick getaway!

 My first op was a photo with Jeffrey, but it wasn’t for a couple more hours, so I decided to just roam the vendor floor, checking out the various shops and artists, I was hoping to find something to have signed. I found posters, figures, buttons, pins, t-shirts, just a massive sea of every imaginable TWD souvenir. But I finally settled on a Negan tee for Jeff to sign and the same for Norman, except of course, it was a Daryl tee.

 Soon enough it was time for my photo op with Jeffrey. As I made my way towards the room where the ops were, I started to sweat, fuck, definitely not the time for this! Breath girl! Breath!  Okay, I can do this.

 As I stood in line, I was rehearsing what I would say to Jeffrey in my head, “I’m such a big fan!” “Thank you so much for being here for your fans!” “You’re such a wonderful actor!” Oh lord, can I do this?

 “You’re next!” The volunteer led me to the curtain, the curtain that Jeffrey was standing behind. Oh god!

 As I stepped through the curtain, I swear, it was as if someone had knocked the wind out of me. There he stood, so very much more handsome than I could have ever imagined. As he said goodbye to the person in front of me, the volunteer was gently pushing me towards him while saying something to me. Something that I didn’t, couldn’t , comprehend. I was in shock.

 It must have been obvious, as Jeffrey suddenly took a hold of my arms, pulling me into a hug. I wasn’t aware of what was going on, where I was, I was in utter shock.

 “You okay, sweetheart?” Jeffrey whispered into my hair. I could feel his warm breath on my head, his large hands gently rubbing my back. But I couldn’t speak, all I could do, was doing, was nuzzle my face into his warm, welcoming chest.

 I heard voices, felt a gentle push, realizing that I was moving. But where? And then it hit me, my op was over and I screwed up. I couldn’t help it when the tears began to flow, not those pretty little ones that flow delicately down your cheeks. No, I was weeping, big fat streams of water flowing down my face.

 Someone helped me sit down, then took a hold of my hands, making a shushing sound. Wait a minute?! That voice?! My god. I opened my eyes, which had been previously closed tightly, to look into those gorgeous hazel eyes that I had been dreaming about for far too long.

 “Uh, I'm…so sorry!” It was all I could say. I was now hiccuping, trying to calm myself to no avail.

 Crouching down in front of me, Jeffrey brought one hand up to wipe the tears off my cheek. “You kinda freaked me out in there darling, thought you were going to faint.”

 I tried to speak, but all I could do was hiccup. “I…really am…sorry…so sorry!” I just wanted a giant sinkhole to appear suddenly and swallow me up. My nightmare, not my dream, was coming true.

 He smiled at me, that gorgeous smile. “Stop apologizing, beautiful, there’s no need!” Did he just call me beautiful?! “Look, they are hounding me to finish the photos, so I gotta go. But, I want to make sure you’re doing okay. Where are you staying?”

 I was able to stutter out that I had a room at the adjoining hotel.

 “Perfect! It’s where we’re staying. We should be finished here around 9. How about we meet up at the bar, I’ll buy you a drink, get to know you, I gotta make sure you’re okay after this. I’ll have someone come to your room to get you. Sound good darling?”

 Did Jeffrey Dean Morgan just invite me to drinks? Am I hallucinating?

 “That…sounds nice, thank you. But you…must be so busy?”

 “Nah, after hours is all mine, I had no plans until I was l lucky enough to have a crazy beautiful woman fall into my arms.” He winked, at me, then turned to head back to where the photos were being taken, looking over his shoulder. “So, you take care sweetheart, drink some water, get some rest. And I’ll see you at 9.” You could have knocked me over when he blew a kiss at me, disappearing behind the curtain.

 “Whoa, you are soo beyond lucky, girl! I mean, OMG!” A woman, I assumed was a volunteer, came over and sat in the chair next to me.

 “Yeah, I guess. Everything just happened so fast. I don’t even remember it all.” I just kind of shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts.

 “He invited you to drinks! I mean, I’ve been volunteering at these cons for a couple of years and I have never seen, or heard, of that happening!”

 “Wow, okay.” I was beginning to think I was, in fact, hallucinating. “I guess I should go back to the hotel, I’m not sure I’m quite over the excitement.” I let out a small laugh, then attempted to stand only to fall back down.

 “Oh, careful there! Let me see if someone can help you. You’re staying at the connected hotel, correct?”

 I said yes, staying seated. This was all definitely becoming impossibly out of my comfort zone for sure.

 Soon, a couple more volunteers came over, one offering to take me back to my room. Arriving back to the hotel, I thanked them and went inside. Flopping down on my bed, I pulled out my phone, checking out my messages and social media.

 As exhausted as I was, I thought it might be a good idea to order some food, so I called room service. After eating, I laid down, still trying to take in what happened. I must have fallen asleep because when I opened my eyes the sun had set.

 Jumping up quickly, I checked my phone for the time. Good god it was 8:15! I ran like a rabbit to the bathroom, stripping down briskly and jumping into the shower. After a hurried shower, I pulled out the only dress I brought, thinking how lucky I was that it didn’t need ironing. Rummaging through my bag I also found a matching set of underwear, thanking the gods that I had them.

 Hastily pulling on my panties and matching bra, I looked in the full length mirror. Not bad, I am far from model thin, but gentlemen do prefer curves. I snickered to myself. As I pulled the dress over my head it hit me. I’m getting ready for drinks with Jeffrey Dean Morgan. And as much as I wanted to scream it from the rooftops, I knew no one would believe me!

 I did my hair in a loose updo, my makeup light. I didn’t want to look like I tried to hard. I put on my red heels that I always bring with me, cause you never know when you’ll need a pair of sexy heels.

I sat at the table, tapping my fingertips. It was 8:55 and I was getting more and more nervous. Breath, breath, BREATH!

 Then came a knock. I stood up, hoping I could walk without shaking, I made my way over to the door, a quick glance at my reflection, happy with what I saw. I answered without checking the peephole, knowing it must be whoever Jeffrey sent to pick me up.

 But it wasn’t, and my mouth dropped. It was Jeffrey himself and I was in shock, simply dumbfounded.

 “Well, hello hello! You look amazing! Guess you’re doing better?” He held his arms open, inviting me into a hug.

 But I couldn’t move.

 “Come ‘ere, I don’t bite, and I took a shower so no more stinky sweat!” He laughed, good god that laugh. And I felt a damp sensation that truly could have waited.

 I was able to toddle forward enough to practically fall into his arms. Oh no, he smelled soooo good, felt so warm, so inviting.

 “See? No smell, right?” And he laughed again, the whole body kind, sending wonderful vibrations right to my core.

 “Hmmmhhmm!” He had his face in my hair, my hair. I could feel his hot breath moving little whisps of it. “Nice shampoo!” Oh god.

 As much as I wanted to stay like this, his arms around me, my face against his chest, feeling his warmth, his essence, hearing his heartbeat steady and slow, so unlike my own. But this was awkward, I was awkward, and I didn’t want him calling security on me.

 Stepping back, I smoothed my dress down nervously, knowing I should be looking up but not able to. Suddenly I felt his hand on my chin, lifting it gently.

 “Hey, don’t get all shy on me sweetheart! Downstairs you weren’t so bashful, practically throwing yourself at me!” That hearty, deep laugh.

 Looking up into his eyes, were they green, brown, hazel?, I felt like I was being hypnotized, I almost couldn’t look away. “I’m sorry, it’s just, this is so not something I’m used to.”

 “Hey, sweetheart, no need to be nervous around me! I’m just a regular Joe, or Jeff as this case may be!” Another glorious laugh. I was dead or nearly dead.

 He moved his hand down, taking a hold of mine, and leading us to the elevators. “So, do you come to these cons every year? I’ve been to quite a few different ones, but let me tell you, these fuckers are the best! The fans, the guests, it’s like a big ass party!”

 “This is actually my first one that’s specifically for the Walking Dead. And the first time I’ve gone alone.”

 Just then the elevator arrived and Jeff held the door open for me as I stepped inside.

 “So, all alone? No friends that are fans? No husband, boyfriend?” I could see him glancing at my hand for a ring.

 “Nope, my friends aren’t really into the same things as me, I’m considered the geek of the group.” I giggled, feeling just a bit more at ease in his presence.

 “Aww, not a geek, just a girl with great taste in shows. And actors!” He smiled, showing those damn dimples.

As the elevator came to a stop and the door opened, Jeff placed his arm around my waist, leading us out into the lobby.

 “The bar’s right over here, and as much as I love the fans, let’s move fast so I don’t get stopped.” I had to practically run to keep up with the long strides his lanky legs made.

 As we entered the bar, he realized I was having trouble because he apologized. “Sorry, sweetheart, I should have just carried you, don’t want you tripping in those sexy shoes.” He winked, his tongue darting over his bottom lip, causing me to rethink my choice of underwear.

 “They saved me a table in the back, hope that’s okay? Thought it would be more private, away from prying eyes and whatnot.” He looked down at me, truly making sure his choice was okay.

 “Uh, yea, yes, of course. I totally understand.”  And he gently placed his hand on the small of my back, leading me over to our table.

 As we sat down in the rounded corner booth, a waitress came right over.

 “So what’ll it be doll? What’s your poison?” Jeffrey asked me.

 “I’ll take a Jack & Coke, please.” I smiled at the waitress, quickly noticing that she wasn’t even paying attention to me, her eyes glued on Jeffrey.

 “So, m’lady will have a Jack & Coke and I’ll have a scotch, neat.” Jeffrey looked down at me, that damn dimpled smile on his face. Sigh.

 After the waitress walked off, hopefully remembering my order, we began chatting. I was feeling more and more relaxed. He truly was “only human” as he pointed out to me. And we had so much in common, it was as if I was talking to an old friend. In time, I found myself closer to him, our legs touching, his arm around my shoulders, his fingers softly rubbing my arm. And I was surprisingly fine with it.

 “Dude! Why didn’t you fucking wake me!”

 It was Norman! Norman Reedus was standing at our table, yelling at Jeffrey.

 “Not your mother bubba, wake your own damn self!” Jeff sat forward, bringing his arm from around my back to grab Norman’s hand.

 “So, is this the beautiful girl you were talkin’ ‘bout?” Norman set his eyes on me, making me start to breath erratic again.

 “Yes, but don’t fucking scare her man, she’s had a rough day.” Jeff turned a bit to face me better, leaning in to kiss my cheek. I couldn’t help but wonder if the hearty alcohol consumption was the cause, but I wasn’t positive.

 “Norman, this is y/n y/ln, y/n, this is Norman.” Norman held his hand out and I reached to shake it. But instead he raised it to his lips, kissing it. Which made a loud giggle to escape me.

 “Don’t let his behavior right now fucking fool you. He isn’t always like this, he’s just tryin’ to impress you.”

 “Fuck you, Morgan.”

 Jeff leaned into me, speaking in a whispered tone right directly into my ear, “see?! He’s just a fucking redneck.” He then laughed, the vibrations shooting right to my overheated core.

 Norman slid into the booth next to me. I was now in between the men that I dreamed of. And instead of freaking out, I,  with a bit of liquor in my system, became brave. Unbelievably fearless.

 “And to think I only came here to meet my two incredibly hot crushes.” I took another sip of my 4th, 5th? drink.

 Jeff leaned into me again, “and who might those lucky fuckers be, doll?”

 Looking over my glass at him, then glancing over at Norman, who had also scooched in closer, I couldn’t stop what came, was coming, out of my mouth.

 Placing my glass down, I lightly tapped both of their arms. “You two, silly!” I started giggling, the alcohol definitely lowering my inhibitions.

 “So, ya think I’m hot sweetheart?” Norman was so close to my face now, I could smell the drink he had just downed, could see the different colors swirling in his breathtaking blue eyes.

 “Uh…” Braver I might have been, but with his face so close, his cologne overpowering my senses. “Yes, yes I do. Hot and sexy as fuck!” I covered my mouth as another fit of giggles started again.

 Suddenly, I felt a hot breath on my neck.

 “She thinks we’re both hot, bubba. Not just you.” Jeffrey growled.

Is this really happening? Are the two hottest guys in the world fighting over me?! Is this the freakin’ Twilight Zone?

 A shiver ran up my spine. I couldn’t control the dirty thoughts that ran through my mind. The things I wanted to do with them, to them.

 “Cold, doll? Maybe we should take this somewhere else, it’s drafty in here and you in that tiny dress. Don’t want you to catch cold!” He pulled me into his side, my head rolling under his chin.

 “That might be nice, I am a bit chilly.” I was thinking we might go to a restaurant or another bar. But I was soon proven wrong when Jeff spoke again.

 “I’ve got a nice suite upstairs, nice lounge area, big screen TV, maybe watch a movie? Sound good, darling?” He rubbed his hand up and down my arm, attempting to warm me up. But good lord, between the alcohol and being fawned over by two magnificent men, I was steamy.

 “So, let’s go! I could stand to kick my boots off, watch a movie.” Norman slide over the bench, standing up and extended his hand towards me.

 I was hesitant to take it, looking towards Jeffrey.

 “Do you want Norman to join us doll? It’s all up to you.” His face so very close to my own, his gorgeous eyes feeling like they were boring into my very soul.

 “Uh, yes?” I could hardly speak, my throat beyond dry.

 “Well, then take my hand darlin’, let’s go!” Norman offered his hand again, this time I took it.

 I scooched across the seat, standing up. I bent over to pick up a fallen napkin when I was gently goosed.

 “Sorry sweetheart, I can’t resist a fine ass.” Norman looked at me with a hint of shyness in his eyes.

Normally I would act like a virginal schoolgirl, but once again my overconsumption of alcohol rears its head.

 “No need to apologize, I like to be manhandled!” Snickering, I stepped towards Jeffrey, smoothing down my dress.

 “Hear that, Sugar?”

 “I most certainly did, Bubba.”

 Then they shared a look, as if they were communicating via telepathy.

 I didn’t know whether to be scared or excited.

 As we made our way to the elevator, I realized I was still holding Norman’s hand, and it felt so right. Jeffrey had placed his hand at the small of my back again, making me feel warm, very warm. Waiting for the elevator no words were spoken, I contemplated what was to come. Were these men just flirting harmlessly? Or was this just the beginning of something so much more?

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Mate I need a favor 💖 So I have a request for a headcanon lol I need agnst in my life so (rip please help jk) So how would the rfa+v+saeran+ vanderwood reacting to MC finding out that they were cheating on them and that mc wanted a divorce/after the divorce she remarried a different rfa member Thanks Ik this may be hard for some characters and I'm sorry for that. Btw love your blog Please help me out fam

OooOO~ I like this~ I also added a surprise for more feels if that’s okay? heh heh Lets do some angst shall we? this is going to kill me :)

RFA+V+Saeran+ Vanderwood MC that finds them cheating and marries another member (with a twist)

Yoosung

You would have never seen this coming

But Yoosung changed as time went on

You noticed that there were mostly women that brought their animals into the animal clinic

and you noticed how much he loved all the attention he was getting from all those women

you being his only girlfriend and soon to be wife

he didn’t really get much experience with love

He thought for a moment

“What would it be like to be with someone else?”

 Now he didn’t realize he said that out loud

You kept your mouth shut

You were angry

You were 2 months pregnant and he’s curious how it would be with others?

you just told him, which is why you two were more eager to get married

Is he having doubts about having kids?

He’s only been with one woman and he’s scared to commit?

Hell no

You were going to set him straight today

You couldn’t even wait for him to get back from work

You hurry to his office

“Hey Sherry, do you know where Yoosung is? I have to talk to him”

“Backroom like usual, and lucky for you today is a slow day”

That was lucky but it did strike you weird

You make it the room he’s in and you open it slightly

“I’m with MC”

You stop

You have got to be kidding me

this is not a TV drama

You just sit and listen to what’s happening

“But you did say you were attracted to me right?”

“Well yeah but MC-

She kissed him

That’s it

“Yoosung Kim!”

He jumped back

“MC I can-”

“Do not even finish that sentence”

You pull him out by the ear

The whole way home was awkward and silent

Once home you two sat down

He looked so guilty

“Well? I’m waiting for your side”

He sat there and took a breath

“She did kiss me and I didn’t kiss back”

“Good now go back to where you said and I quote, “What would it be like to be with someone else?”

His eyes widen

“Yoosung I heard you and I want to know if you are committed to me 100% I have to know now before we go through with this wedding and raise a child”

He froze a bit at the child word

At this point you got the answer

“Alright Yoosung, say no more…No marriage, You’re not ready…”

He was so sad

but he didn’t say anything because you were right

“I’m very angry that you didn’t just talk to me”

“I didn’t want to hurt you MC…”

You just do a bitter smile

“But you did Yoosung”

It was silent for a moment

“Yoosung…although we can’t be together…I hope you reconsider being there for our baby…”

You packed your stuff to leave

“MC you shouldn’t go! I’ll just find somewhere else to sleep!”

“honestly right now…This home doesn’t feel like it’s mine anymore…”

after you said those words you didn’t say anything else and left

You were trying to figure out where to go

The sun was about to go down and the day was clear and happy

but you didn’t exactly feel that way

“I could go to Zen…No he would go right after Yoosung”

“Jaehee would be best…but I don’t wanna bother her…”

Your phone rings and you pick it up and see it’s Jihyan

“MC I just…Are you okay?”

“Of course I am.”

There was a silence

“‘Then why are you crying” 

You finally feel how raw your cheeks were from crying and quietly hiccuping 

“I’m not…It’s just raining”

You hear foot steps stopping in front of you and you lift your head

“It’s not good to lie MC”

He wiped your cheeks

“Come on we should go and get out of this rain shall we?”

You stayed with Jihyan for a long while, you didn’t have the money to constantly be at a hotel or buy an apartment

“You can just stay here I’m willing to share”

As time went on Yoosung came around to helping with the baby

But you weren’t exactly ready to go back to him…well if you ever planned to

you think it’s around the time that Jihyan went with you to see the gender of the baby in place of Yoosung that you fell for him

but you kept it to yourself

You thought you were being selfish to think that way

it made you more determined to move out of his place

You didn’t want to fall more in love when you’re pregnant with another man’s baby

So when you tried to leave he wouldn’t even let you touch the door knob wow Jumin much? 

“I’m sorry Jihyan but I have feelings for you so I cannot be here.”

Once those words were said he kissed you

“Then I really can’t let you leave”

You two kept it secret for a little bit

But then when you two knew you wanted to be serious you just had to tell Yoosung

He face fell

“You like…V now?”

You honestly felt bad

“Yes”

He kind of just laughed

“It’s okay…It’s my fault it happened”

Well he’s not wrong

“As long as your happy then I guess it’s okay…”

He bitterly smiled with a few tears

“Even if it’s not with me…I’ve only ever wished you to be happy”

Zen

Zen only ever looked at you

at first

honestly sometimes it did cross your mind that maybe Zen would cheat

but then you shook your head

“Zen would never, I’m just insecure”

So you always blamed yourself when he did something out of the usual

“He’s just working more hours to provide for me and our unborn baby

“Zen must be tired and stressed, having a pregnant wife and a hard working job can be a lot

So when you came home and heard zen…from your bedroom…with someone…else…

You knew this one isn’t on you

This was him

You just smiled sadly and left to the first person that came to mind

“Jaehee can i stay for a few days”

you stayed with Jaehee for more then a few days

Both you and her were devastated

Zen came by and apologized

“I never wanted to cheat on you, I was going to wait until i divorced you to continue with my other relationship”

He was just so casual about it that you didn’t even know what to think anymore

what was worse

Him cheating?

or him planning on leaving you to be with someone else?

they feel about the same

“I just don’t think I should be with someone I don’t love anymore”

You just nod with a fake smile like usual

you two divorce

although he did a wrong

You didn’t want to ruin his career so this whole situation was swept under the rug

Famous Zen and pregnant wife divorce because wife was jealous of all the attention Zen was getting!

Zen put those to rest

He didn’t want his fans to think bad of you

he didn’t hate you or dislike you

He just didn’t love you anymore

So he was there whenever it came to the baby

Every appointment and he checked on you daily to see how the baby was doing like nothing ever happened

it was killing you

What did help you was Jaehee

She was also at every one of your appointments

She was there as much as Zen but she made you feel better

when you fell for her you didn’t expect it to happen

you had told her about your feelings

you were surprised when she reciprocated your feelings 

you were more then happy

you knew you two would be together for the long haul

When you told zen that you were moving on with Jaehee

He actually smiled

“I’m glad you found someone like I did, Jaehee will make a great addition to the family”

It stung a little

but he was right about one thing

you did find someone

someone that would love you far better then Zen ever could

Jaehee

She was never 100% there

Even though she did what she wanted

it seemed that she always was looking for more

first she thought that getting married to you would fill what she think is missing

“No it’s still not right”

Going to the next level

“Lets start a family”

That had to be it, that had to be was missing

So you two were trying for a baby

You wanted to be pregnant so you oped for insemination

But it was starting to be fruitless

But just when you thought about giving up

a test came up positive

You and Jaehee were going to have a baby!

Well

When you went to tell her the news she was already sitting down at the table

“MC…I must tell you something…”

She seemed so sad and upset

“Jaehee? I…I have something to tell you too”

“Please let me go first, I have to tell you this”

You were worried and scared even

You sat across from her waiting for her to speak

It took a few moments but she was able to say it

“I’m sorry MC but…I’ve been unfaithful”

You froze

“You…what?”

she was waiting for yelling or tears but it never came

You look at her and just

“I’m pregnant”

There was a light in Jaehee’s eyes

“You are?”

She was so excited she thinks there’s hope for you two

“I want a divorce”

That was something she wasn’t expecting

“But don’t you want to be together for the baby?”

“We don’t have to be together to raise this baby”

She couldn’t argue

“Okay”

The papers were filed but you both were civil 

No matter how strong you are you still needed support

which Yoosung was more then willing to be there for

Yoosung was that support that Jaehee failed to be

When it came to you giving birth to your baby, it was Yoosung that was in there with you in the delivery room

not Jaehee

after you saw how much Yoosung loved your baby you wanted him

you two got wed and you had your family grow

you were pregnant with Yoosung’s baby

so as your family grew

Jaehee’s stayed the same

She never really moved on from you

But at least she figured out what she thought was missing

You

She just forgot it

and there’s no chance of getting you back

Jumin

He got so busy with work

He didn’t even have time with you or the kids

Elizabeth was getting sickly and it really started effecting Him

He was distant for awhile but then she got better

He was still very distant

You tried to figure out why he was so different but never could come up with an answer

So you asked him

“Dear…why are you so…Distant? me and the kids miss you”

He wasn’t beating around the bush

“It seems that the apple doesn’t fall for from the tree…I am a lot like my father when it comes to women”

“What do you mean?”

“I love you more then life itself MC”

“Jumin? you’re worrying me”

“But I have betrayed you”

You wanted to pretend he didn’t say that

with a shaky voice you asked

“I’m sorry…can you repeat that please?”

“MC I don’t intent to say that again because I know it hurts you”

“ah…yeah you’re right…haha…I need some air…watch the kids for me please”

Before he replies you run out

Walking around you just think

Do I stay with him?

I don’t want to be with someone that has cheated

But what a about the kids? 

Well they are too young to remember this…

But they should have parents that are together…

you feel trickles of tears down your cheek

you pull out your phone to call Jaehee to talk to someone.

you call and hear a click

“Jaehee…I need to talk to you…”

You had said that with so much sorrow and sadness you could tell something was wrong

“MC? is that you?”

You stop 

this isn’t Jaehee

you pull it away from your ear and see you accidentally called Saeyoung

“Oh I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to call you good bye”

“Wait wait! Can I help?”

You think about it while you’re crying

“Honestly? I don’t know if anyone can help me…”

“God seven can do anything for you!”

You giggle

you tell him where you are and he picks you up

on the way to his home you don’t talk about the problem

you talk about everything but the problem

When you show up there you still don’t say anything

you ended up falling asleep on his couch and woke up from the constant calls Jumin did

If you didn’t reply he would send the whole world after you

But you didn’t want to…you pick the phone anyways

“Don’t worry Jumin I’m fine I just needed time, are the kids okay?”

Seven watched quietly when you talked normally in the phone while tears streamed down your face 

“that’s good. I’ll come back to pick them up. I’m just going to take the day with the kids…I need time”

You finish the conversation and hang up

seven looks at you silently

You smile at him with your tear stained face

“Okay…I’m ready to talk”

you told him everything

Seven couldn’t even believe what you said

He just quietly listened

“So yup…I ran away…pretty lame huh?”

“No…just human”

Those words were exactly what you needed to hear

You cried in his arms but after you leave his home with a smile on your face.

you didn’t want to seem sad when you see the kids

Seven brought you there and spent the day with you while you took a day off with your babies

How Seven played with your 2 year old boy

It was perfect how much energy they both have

and your 5 month old little girl

He was so sweet and gentle

Jumin was a great father

But Jumin was never this way with the kids

after your day with the kids and seven you were ready to face Jumin

“Jumin…I think it’s best if he split”

You said that like it was natural and Jumin was taken aback

“MC I do regret what I did but-”

“Jumin…I love you as the best friend I ever had…I love you as the father of our children…But I don’t know if I could properly love you or trust you as my husband”

His heart broke

But he couldn’t blame you

he agreed to sign the papers

and rumors were shushed and it went on like nothing happened

You decided to live on a different level of the same building at the beginning so the kids while be close to Jumin

But as time went on your feelings for him died down

and reformed for someone else

Saeyoung

He put the fun in your life that you haven’t had for a long time

Things got so serious and strict when you married Jumin

but with Saeyoung it was free and silly

you had feelings for seven when you first joined the RFA but then you got closer to Jumin that you forgot them

you weren’t going to say anything

and you didn’t

it was Him that brought it up

“You know MC I used to really like you”

“Same”

you didn’t even think about it

You both realized that back then you both had feelings and you both did nothing about them

once out in the air you two fell in love again

after awhile you and him were planning your spaceship wedding

When you told Jumin he pretended to not care and congratulated you two

“I wish you two the best she deserves the best”

He watched at you looked at Saeyoung with love that was even more intense that you two ever did

“maybe she was never mine to begin with”

Seven

He was never around anymore

You never really put together where he went

It started around the twins 1st birthday

He went back to the

“I’m dangerous”

“I’ll only hurt you”

“I’m a bad person”

And you did not want to go through that again

So you confronted him

With tears in his eyes he told you what he did

So those extra hours at the toy shop…

you suspected something

but never acted upon it

“I forgive you”

He stops

“MC?”

“I love you way too much to let you go just yet”

so all’s forgiven

until

he just shut you out

He didn’t want your forgiveness

it just made him feel worse

“being together makes me feel ugly MC I can’t take it”

it made you upset and angry that he wanted to leave to make himself feel less guilty

but…you couldn’t hate him…

“Okay…we can divorce I don’t want you to hate yourself”

He was so relieved

“I’m sorry I hurt you…”

after you sign the papers you played being the perfect mother and person

you stayed living with Seven for the twins

so you kept the fake face every second to make sure seven didn’t feel guilty

but it was just one night when Seven took the kids for a fun day

and you were all alone

that you just let yourself slip…only for a little bit

while in tears you heard

“Now don’t you feel better after taking your mask off?”

You jump hearing Vanderwood speak

He was a good friend

but nothing to run home about

You wipe away your tears

“It’s nothing I’m just tired would you like some food? I can make some food for you”

You go for the kitchen but he grabs your forearms

“Stop trying to act perfect doesn’t it get tiring?”

Without your permission tears well up in your eyes

and you just smile sadly

“Yeah…every tiring”

He made you sit there and cry things out but you just weren’t letting the tears fall just yet

“Damn so annoying, you want to cry so just cry!”

You just giggle

“But crying wouldn’t fix my problems will it?”

“You dummy, yes it will. you’re going to end up in some sort of insane asylum if you don’t. are you meant to be perfect?”

You just laugh

“No I’m not perfect I’m very flawed if it made Saeyoung cheat on me so I need to be perfect for him so he can be happy”

there it is

“you are dumb, the fact that you think it’s your fault for his stupidness makes you even more stupid

and you just keep smiling until you feel that tears 

your smiles falter and you sob

Vanderwood wasn’t very good with these things but he knows when someone needs a hug, and you needed more then one

Vanderwood became your support after that day

“I told you to stop being perfect” 

“mess up for once you’re making me look bad”

spending time with him…it was easier to breathe again

after some time…you knew it was time to move on

you decided to leave the bunker and be on your own

You and Saeyoung would switch having the kids

and when you were in over your head Vanderwood would be there for you

Seven noticed how Vanderwood was around you and knew

but he didn’t do anything as you two fell more and more in love

It wasn’t his right to take back that piece of heart of yours and fix it

Vanderwood was the one that has it and is fixing it

“I’ll just only break it again”

V

He never forgot her

Rika this. Rika that

He always thought about her

Even after you two got married from time to time you would see him looking at pictures of Rika

Sometimes you would hear him call out for Rika at night

So when you got pregnant you were worried what he would react with

“Jihyan?”

“Yes love?”

“I have something to tell you”

You sat him down at told him what you found out

He just sat there with a sad glance

“Are you unhappy?”

Your heart dropped

“No I am very happy…but I think you’ve noticed how I’ve been acting…about Rika…”

So he is aware of his issue

“I want to be a part of our child’s life…but I don’t deserve you.”

You knew how this was going to pan out.

You had hope but you knew

“I can’t be with you If I can’t give you my whole heart….I’m sorry MC”

You both were upset about this income

but you both agreed to be co-parent as friends

Now even though you decided to do this

you were lonely

when V wasn’t helping you

He was visiting Rika at wherever they sent her off to in secret

So all alone the most unlikely person helped you

“You know frowning like that with effect your kid”

“Saeran?”

You didn’t know him very well

You helped him and V get out of Mint eye

and talked to him a few times but you didn’t think he liked you very much

But as time went on you two got closer then you could admit

You both helped each other

It was some time before Saeran got the courage to ask you out 

let alone ask you to marry him

When the time came it was pretty obvious that you two were in love

your baby was about 2 by then

While with V he admitted

“although You don’t have all of my heart, you will always have a portion of it”

“I could say the same”

“I want to lie and say that that doesn’t make me happy, But it does…Saeran…deserves all of your heart…you should just forget me, your heart doesn’t belong to me anymore”:

Saeran

I should have seen this coming

He always so angry and distant

Or he was more loving that you can believe

but it was more distant then that latter

He wasn’t sure why he was so angry

He stopped seeing his therapist 

so it was up to you to be there

But he didn’t want it

He honestly blamed you

His angry words hurt you

But he would apologize 

Although he would just turn back around and to it again

You two were already drifting

and you found comfort in Zen

Saeran wasn’t around when you wanted to tell him you were pregnant

But he wasn’t

When he was done with his little angry fit for the week

He thought you had cheated on him with Zen

So he retaliated the only way he knew

pay back

So he cheated on you too

When he told you what he did 

you were hurt and you explained that you weren’t cheating

that you needed someone to talk to about the baby

“Baby?”

He was freaking out

He hasn’t even proposed to you yet

and he isn’t really sure he wanted a kid

So he broke up with you on the spot to figure things out

“And what if i’m not here when you finish figuring things out?”

“Fine by me”

And you didn’t see him for a long time

when you went to find out the gender of the baby?

He wasn’t there

When the baby was born

not even a peep

You asked seven about it and he doesn’t even know

So when Zen proposed to you

you didn’t hesitate

once you walked into your house and saw Saeran

He went to see help and was ready to come back

He was more then sorry because of how he treated you

he knew he was in the wrong

“If it’s okay with you…I want to be apart of our baby’s life”

You agreed

you think he deserves a chance with your baby

He was going to ask about you but then he saw the engagement ring

“It’s Zen…isn’t it?”

At first you were worried he would go off but

“I’m glad you’re happy”

He really changed for the better

After your wonderful conversation he left

Seven picked him up

“Are you really happy for her?”

“Yeah…I’m just sad it wasn’t with me”

Vanderwood

It’s like he never loved me

but Vanderwood did love you

he really did

but it seemed that his agent life never left him

he found that he liked his old life more then the one right in front of him.

You knew more then anything when you overheard secret calls

“Hun? who are you taking to?”

He gave you a cold stare

“What?”

his voice was so harsh and mean

“I just wanted to know if you wanted to help me put our baby to bed…”

…

“Yeah just give me a minute”

He would slowly ease away from you

And then he just wasn’t there

at this point it was obvious he went back to “work”

but you still had hope so you waited

Well he knew you would and he didn’t want you to wait for him

When you went to get the mail there was one from him

You were very excited but then your smile left when you saw it was divorce papers

I won’t sign them, you don’t give up that easy but he knew that too

He added photos to the letter

Photos that showed you that he was unfaithful to you

This way you could move on with your life

Well moving on with your life was harder that you could imagine

Who would be there for you?

“MC? it seems you’re having some problems, would you like my help?”

Jumin was there for you

After expressing that you had to raise your baby alone Jumin wanted to help you

You refused financial help but he was there for you Emotionally

you two grew to love each other and eventually you moved on and got married

It wasn’t that long after your honeymoon that you got a letter in the mail from Vanderwood

“Congratulations”

okie I hope you liked it. I’ve never done angst before so I cant say it’s good so ya. I worked on this sad shit show for hours so I REALLY hope you like it 

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i'm not really familiar with much of the let's play family outside AH and i was wondering what the thing is with cow chop and the creatures? do they not like each other or? i tried googling it but just confused myself even more :/

Hi there! I’m so sorry that I didn’t see this in my inbox so idk when you sent it, but I’ll do my best to give a concise and unbiased explanation of what went down. 

So, Cow Chop is consisted primarily of Aleks and James with a bunch of other consistent guests/employees including Joe, Trevor, Brett, Anna, and Asher. Aron was working with them but doesn’t anymore. (I’m a little spotty on the details, I can only assume it was because they ended up moving from Littleton, CO to LA and he didn’t want to move, but that’s just speculation and I’ll try and refrain from that anymore my b)

Cow Chop is a co-op gaming and other random stuff channel that has been an idea between James (also known on YT as UberHaxorNova) and Aleks (also known as ImmortalHD) for a long time. In March of 2016, in one of the Creature Hub weekly videos, James said that a special project would be announced soon, and held up a cow print pillow (x) 

Two weeks-ish later, a video was uploaded on the channel Cow Chop, and it was announced that this was a new project that was happening (x)

It was pretty obvious to the fans that a change was occurring, and it seemed that James and Aleks were splitting from The Creatures to do Cow Chop. This was addressed and confirmed when they did a stream towards the end of April 2016 (x)

It was also confirmed in the stream that Joe and Aron would also be leaving The Creatures. They made note that everyone was given a choice and no one was forced to leave to go with them. James explained that Joe had come out to Colorado for him and was adamant that he’d be going where James went, in this case it was Cow Chop. Aron was originally going to work for both Cow Chop and The Creatures, on the later he’d be in charge of their website. After they partnered with Let’s Play/RT though, that job was kinda obsolete so he was full time with CC. 

James and Aleks both cited their primary reasons for leaving the Creatures to be a lack of creative freedom, lack of proper management, a general lack of power within the company, and overall different opinions on how things needed to be run. 

The stream was professional, light, and generally easy-going. Both James and Aleks were very honest and again, professional, in how they explained what occurred and why they chose to leave. I’d definitely suggest watching the stream to really understand why they left. 

The Creatures put out a send off video in similar fashion to others they had done for other members who had left (x) an example of another time they did this was for Seamus (x)

Generally after splitting, they never talked about The Creatures. If I were to give my opinion, I think that in general most splits are going to leave some open wounds and hurt feelings, which probably happened in this case. 

They also needed to really separate themselves from The Creatures, the two groups are not at all affiliated with each other outside of both being in the Lets Play family. 

Then some other things happened. 

There was a lot of fan backlash, mostly centered on The Creatures. Another employee, Dex, had quit them not long before Cow Chop split. He released a video explaining why he left. In a much more emotionally charged and frustrated way, he cited some of the same problems James and Aleks did primarily management and a lack of power. He also mentioned clarity on what he was meant to do there and being censored as problems. He also directly called out Jordan (Kootra) for his actions. (x)

The fans took this video and Cow Chop leaving and since then there are comments on every Creatures video that are rude and calling shit out and making assumptions and just are just generally really negative. You can look at literally any of their videos over the last year and see what I’m talking about. 

They’ve also lost a lot of subs and so many views. They’re averaging around 20-30 thousand views per video when before Cow Chop left, they were in the hundreds of thousands at the minimum. It’s actually astounding how many views they’ve lost. 

It was revealed that Jordan is dating Stefani, one of The Creatures employees, and someone asked what James thought, he said something akin to “it was a huge part of why I left” and Aleks said in a stream that James had been serious. I don’t want to link anything, it’s drama and people need to leave it alone. If you want to find it, look for yourself, I don’t even really want to talk about it but whatever. 

That led to more backlash, fans defending The Creatures, hating on them, saying that Cow Chop is better off, or that they betrayed the Creatures, saying that Cow Chop shouldn’t have left, that it was a good change, so on and so forth. 

The fans have been making assumptions and trying to get both parties to say things but they obviously have chosen not to. 

This has led to incidents like James leaving his stream after “fans” being gross (x) and asking shit about Jordan and Stefani, people asking about it at their RTX panels (x) (there are more examples of that I’m only linking the one thought) (which they explicitly asked people not to do), and just generally gross, creepy, and rude and not respecting their boundaries. 

We as fans are not owed any more information and explanation then we’ve already gotten. They gave us the stream, said that they’re separate, and that’s all we needed to hear. 

These people were/are friends and deserve to have their privacy. If it was a bad split in any way, that is their business and we don’t have to filled in on every little detail.

We don’t know if they’re still friends or if they hate each other or if they’re neutral and it’s none. of. our. goddamn. business. 

I get it that people love them, I love them, that the split was rough and it’s hard to not have answers but we aren’t owed them. 

So, to reiterate another post I’ve made, respect their boundaries at their panels. 

Brett announced during the most recent CCTV podcast that he’d be on a panel with Geoff (from AH), Bruce (from Funhaus) and Jordan (x), please, please, please no one be the asshole that asks Brett and Jordan about the split. Don’t do it. Don’t ask at that panel or at any of the other panels. 

Respect these people. End of story. 

I hope this explains everything? Please, anyone add on if I’m missing anything, thanks