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seeksstaronmewni · 5 years ago

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“Against this threat, upon the Jedi knights falls the duty to lead the newly formed army of the Republic, and, as the heat of war grows, so too grows the prowess of one most gifted student of the Force....”

10 years have passed since I got one of the greatest DVDs in the world....

@starwars....

Clone Wars Volume One!

I got this gem of a collector’s item from a local Movie Gallery closing down, and I would never trade my used copy for any other in the galaxy--not even the re-sealed, previously viewed DVDs I saw at a local, now-defunct Fred’s.

Many gifted artists at Cartoon Network Studios, Rough Draft Studios, and Lucasfilm’s divisions of Skywalker Sound and--yes--even THX Ltd. brought this amazing vision of Star Wars to life under the lead of one of my favorite cartoonists of all time...

That’s right. Samurai Jack & Primal creator Genndy Tartakovsky. His team includes...

a sound effects editor & re-recording mixer, Erik Foreman (read more about his work here)....

plus Technical Audio Supervisor/Assistant Editor Jonathan Greber and Digital Transfer/Assistant Editors Chris Barron & John Countryman, credited in the DVD credits when you select the THX Optimizer and press “1″-”1″-”3″-”8″...

many Spumco artists like Mike Kim, Lynne Naylor, @rdaskas, Scott Wills, and Raymond Zibach, plus big-shot EFX Design artist Michel Gagne and BG artists @shinypinkbottle and the awesome David A. Dunnet ...

storyboard artists Bryan & Mark Andrews (maybe JG Quintel as a board revisionist, but I’m not sure since I can’t see the chapter’s individual credits as they aired on CN); Genndy did some boarding too...

Some voices, such as James Arnold Taylor, went from this Clone Wars to The Clone Wars, which recently ended...

the art directors, of course--Paul Rudish and Scott Wills--who’re very important to the art of the series...

...and Robert Alvarez & Tartakovsky made for very good traditional animation, which is surprisingly not as good these days on most Cartoon Network Studios projects.

Now that Disney owns Lucasfilm (and 20th Century Studios Home Entertainment, which distributed the DVDs with @cartoonnetwork), these need to air on Disney XD, Disney Channel and/or Disney+. I imagine that a war of copyright is at hand since Cartoon Network, created by Hanna-Barbera, is owned by Warner Bros./WarnerMedia, a media empire of their own (which, in turn, distributed Star Wars: The Clone Wars 2008 movie and the in-home releases of the TV series until 2014).

I remember little if anything of this micro-series when it actually aired, but I probably wasn’t into action cartoons much back then, which is why I remember little of The Powerpuff Girls and Samurai Jack in my childhood. Luckily, I found a snippet of CHAPTER 18 from a controlyourtv ad for CN/[as]! I recently made a tweet of it too.

In 2009, I started seeing Star Wars: Clone Wars in action... via a “YouTube Poop” called “IN A WORD THEY’LL ALL BE DINNER” (nothing inappropriate FYI) by UncleChuckTH. This was a fun way to introduce myself to the series; prior to and during this time I saw of Star Wars: The Clone Wars 2008 movie’s TV spots and the TV series on CN/Toonami on [as].

Want a sneak peek at this series? Check it out here! That is until Disney+ or some official Disney source on YouTube or wherever else makes an official upload...

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foxydivaxx · 5 years ago

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Dick and the Robins Chapter 2

Sorry for taking forever. I tend to procrastinate a lot xD. Anyways, onto the chapter.

As the weeks turned to months, there was still no sign of Dick Grayson anywhere. This naturally made a lot of people to panic, particularly the fans, some fearing the worst. Still the more levelheaded fans calmed them down reminding them about Dick’s otherwise trying year, first the Robin drama and other personal drama.

Still there were some Robins fans that found Dick overrated and were glad that Dick was gone thus starting weeks of endless online fan catfights over whether Dick was a hindrance to the group or not with thus against Dick citing the now viral video of him and Jason having that public fight as proof that he is a megalomaniac and thus not needed on the team.

Those in support of Dick pointed out how Dick always cared and loved his brothers and put the group above his own personal ambitions and that the whole deal concerning his solo career had more to do with their label than Dick himself. Some fans even went as far to drag Bruce into the matter feeling that he favoured Dick more than the other Robins despite there being little evidence for that.

This naturally brought attention to the Dick and Barbara Gordon breakup itself. The two of them were seen as the ultimate power couple by some. Though there were a lot of fans that questioned Barbara’s motives and the relationship due to some videos of Babs being supposedly being abusive towards Dick. Neither one of them acknowledged this thus making the breakup even more suspicious.

Some fans theorized that Bruce may have had a hand in said breakup in order to protect his son citing a certain cryptic tweet that Bruce tweeted which some saw as a subtle diss aimed at Barbara:

That made some to theorize that Babs might have cheated on Dick. Some fans countered this by posting some old tweets of Barbara’s where she went on a rant about Dick allegedly cheating on her with different girls, tweets that the other camp quickly debunked leading to a fierce online battle.

The paparazzi begin to search around for the troubled popstar. Many have been searching for months but still no word about his whereabouts. Many questioned key members of the Wayne family, all saying the exact same thing:they do not know where Dick is.

This causes even more panic as many feared that Dick may have committed suicide or that something was wrong with him.

Ironically on the very same day that fans began to debate over Dick was the very same day that Barbara decides to finally break her silence and explain the breakup during a recent interview to promote her upcoming album.

“How have you been lately Barbara?” the interviewer asked. Barbara simply nods curtly with the fakest smile she could muster plastered upon her face. She wore a black business suit, her red locks packed up in a bun. She pushes up her glasses and stares at the lady interviewing her.

The woman in question was from Arise TV, a very well known TV network in America. Barbara carefully studied the woman in question. She seemed like a nervous trainwreck, almost as though her boss forced her into doing this. The shabby hair and the wrinkled red skirt suit did not help matters. And what was with the terrible red lipstick and atrocious concealer they used on her?

“Oh I have been well. You know working and you know.....trying to get over a pretty bad breakup and all.” she said. This naturally caught the interest of the interviewer and also viewers all over the world that were watching the interview.

“And that brings me to a topic that has been raging on for the past couple months and that is your breakup with Dick Grayson. Now everyone wants to know what exactly happened as the two of you seemed to be so in love.”

It was then that Babs decides to put her acting skills to good use. Need to gain some sympathy in order to sell.

She then looks down with a sad expression on her face. “We were in love.....till he cheated on me.” The interviewer now pays attention. “Is that so?”

Barbara is truly enjoying herself here. “Yes. He lost his virginity to me and yet he still kept on sleeping around with different women behind my back one of whom happens to be my assistant.”

That naturally got the attention of the media as soon numerous gossip blogs began to carry the story.

Bruce is naturally angered by this and slams Barbara through yet another tweet.

A lot of people applauded Bruce for defending Dick. That proved to a lot of fans that Bruce cared for his son. Soon afterwards Donna Troy, a popstar and a good friend of Dick’s posted this:

More of Dick’s friends come forward defending their friend like always. The biggest shocker of all was Roy Harper since there were rumours of Babs sleeping with him.

“See!! That pretty much confirms the rumours about Babs!!” says one fan. “What an evil snake. Thank God for all these people defending Dick.‘ says another fan. “I hope Dick is alright. That evil bitch. Trying to make money off Dick’s name huh?”

Unfortunately for Dick’s supporters, Barbara not only blocked every single one of them in order to frame her narrative in a far more better position but her PR team were able to manipulate and bribe various media outlets who helped her to sell the Dick story and also tarnish Dick’s image even further as some Dick fans actually believed her.

As if that wasn’t enough, the Robins undo their earlier disbandment and announce that they were going to add a new member which earns them a lot of hate for obvious reasons.

Fuming, Bruce calls up Dick’s manager. “HOW COULD YOU FOOLS BE SO CARELESS?!! THAT BOY’S IMAGE IS AT STAKE HERE!!!! WHY CAN’T YOU TRY AND DIFFUSE THE SITUATION OR SOMETHING BECAUSE WITH THE WAY THINGS ARE GOING, HIS CAREER COULD BE OVER SOON THAN LATER!!” he shouts.

The manager sighed. “We tried our best but we got outsmarted by Miss Gordon.” he says

Speaking of Dick, the boy was hiding far away on a secret island that Bruce bought years ago. Anytime he wants to get away from the crazy media circus, he comes over here to hide.

He watched Barbara’s interview via the TV in his room and sighs. He should have known that Babs would stoop that low to destroy him. Alfred also informed him of the blatant media manipulation and other news. Dick’s current management team who comprise of former Leviathan employees are not helping matters either as they did not do any form of damage control whatsoever.

I cannot keep on staying silent. It was then that his manager arrives. “Grayson you are needed back at Gotham.”

Gonna end it there. I know cliffhanger but no worries, things get more interesting in the next chapter. Did not put some characters there because I could not think of FCs for them. So give me suggestions guys.

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x-reader-theater · 6 years ago

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Kouign-Amann [3]

Relationship: Joe Mazzello x Male!Reader

Summary: It’s been six weeks without Joe, and you’ve almost gotten used to it. Almost. But what happens when he comes into your life again. Will is be everything you hope, or will it crash and burn. For some reason, you’re really hoping for the former...

Warnings: Very fluffy, and hopefully a good ending.

Word Count: 3,337

A/N: Hey y’all! I’m so happy you are all enjoying this, and welcome to the end! Well, not really the end, because I really like this reader, and I want to do more, but this is the end of the Kouign-Amann series. I want to write imagines and blurbs for this reader because it’s really cute. He’s become like an OC to me XD Anyways, I hope you like the ending! It’s not as long, but my wife @roger-bang-the-drum helped me again with this, so the tweets are back! Anyways, I hope you like it! Please like and reblog!

Joe Mazzello hasn't been spotted with his husband in 6 weeks! Has Joe finally moved on?

The Bohemian Rhapsody star made waves when it was revealed he was married, and to a man no less! But is their relationship on the rocks? The star has been seen multiple times without his husband, and, some reports claim without his ring! Well, the husband of the man in question hasn't been seen either! Reports from people going to the little cafe say he hasn't been working there recently! Has he sold it? It doesn't really matter, what matters is ladies, Joseph Mazzello is back on the market! Go and grab him before someone else does!

Your new apartment was nice, but not as nice as the one above the shop. You missed it some days, but then you remember the people who used to come to your door, and the reminicing is shattered. You exit your apartment, and walk the few blocks it takes to get to the coffee shop. It was the furthest away you were willing to go. It was awful, having a car in London, so usually you would just walk everywhere, and a couple blocks was all you could manage in the morning.

To be frank, you quite liked your early morning walks. It was quiet, no one was around, and the air was crisp and cold. You could think in the mornings for once, instead of sloughing to work, dragging your feet along, which can be quite dangerous.

But you love your little coffee shop, and it's pastries, and even though you didn't make your favourites for the shop anymore, you would sometimes bring them in for the staff that works there now. You no longer really worked their either. You were more of the manager, hoping to see if everything was going okay, and then going about your daily business. The shop brought in a fair amount of money, especially after the who whole scandal with- well, at least you could than the scandal for one thing. You had to admit, outrage marketing was a legitimate strategy.

You hear about the occasional nutter who comes in asking to see you or Joe, but they usually don't cause a scene. The people who did find your shop quickly became regulars, and you had a lot of repeat customers, which is always nice. They brought in a fair amount of money just by themselves.

You find that in your thinking, you've already turned the corner to the shop, and as you head for it, you see someone leave.

“Hello,” you say to the politely, and when they look up from their coffee to smile at you politely back, you freeze. “What are you doing here?” You didn't mean for it to sound rude, and you didn't expect that to be the first thing out of your mouth when you saw him, but you'd take what you were given.

“I get coffee here every morning, when I'm in London of course,” Joe says, and you just nod. “You really did it huh?” He asks.

“Did what?” You ask confused. You don't understand what he was talking about.

“You left, created an amazing business from something that was given to you on a few months ago. You really are an incredible man,” he says, and you feel your face flushing, from the cold or him, you didn't know. But you had a guess.

“I- uh… thanks,” you manage to mumble out.

You go to turn into the shop, not really wanting to continue on with your day, but Joe stops you.

“Wait! I was, uh…” He clears his throat, and you smile invoulentarily at the dork standing in front of you. “I was wondering if you wanted to get dinner sometime? Just-just the two of us. We could catch up?”

“Okay.” Your voice is faster than your brain, and you almost immediately regret it. You say almost, because the smile that's brought to Joe's face negates any feelings of regret you might have.

“Okay!” He exclaims, and you smile again, just standing there for a moment of awkward silence. “Oh! Uh, meet you here at twelve tomorrow?” He asks, and you nod. “Great! That's… uh… great…” he trails off, and you let out a small laugh.

“Okay Joe. I'll see you tomorrow,” you say, smiling at how adorable he is. You… you missed this…

“Yeah! Okay…” He says, and you turn into the shop as he leaves as well, looking almost as confused as you felt.

“What the hell just happened?” You ask as you walk into the coffee shop. Hadley, Jacob, and the new girl, Della, were all just starting at you, watching.

“I think you have a date with Joe…” Hadley says, and sigh.

“What have I gotten myself into?” You ask, and Jacob walks over, placing a hand on your back, and he steers you away from the entrance into the back.

“Let's not dwell on that. I have the weekly earnings report just waiting for you to look over…” Jacob says, leading you away, still in shock.

You sigh as you shiver in the street, waiting for Joe to come pick you up. You still don't understand why you agreed, but you did, and you wanted to hear him out. You breath into your hands trying to warm them up, and rub them together, gaining a small amount of feeling back into your fingers. Even though it was early March, it was still freezing, though it was always freezing, until, like, June.

You see a car pull around the corner and stop in front of you, and the window rolls down, revealing Joe, sitting in the driver's side.

“Come on,” he says, and you nod, getting into the passenger's side, before he pulls out again. “I figured this would be more comfortable than walking in the freezing cold.” You nod, and pull your coat tighter over you in lew of an answer. Joe looks over at you, and says softly, “Please, you don't have to be nervous. I just want us to catch up.” You nod again, but don't say anything.

You don't know what to say.

Sensing your hesitation, Joe grabs your hand, and you almost pull away, but you don't, relaxing into the touch when he starts to rub your knuckles. The touch is nice, and when he runs his thumb over your ring finger, you shudder at the sensation, suddenly missing your ring.

You stay like that, just holding hands in silence, when Joe finally stops. He lets go of your hand, and suddenly, it feels empty. It's like you've been missing a part of yourself you didn't know you were supposed to be missing.

You get out of the car as well, and Joe walks you through the parking garage, and down onto the street, a street that is very familiar. You turn the corner and see the Sheep's Head, staring back at you.

You gasp, and stop, and Joe has to keep himself from falling over. “You brought us back…” you whisper, and Joe smiles.

“I figured this would be a good place to go back to…” he says, and you nod, smiling.

“This is perfect.”

“Here, we, go!” you exclaim as you set the potatoes on the cooling rack in the middle of your kitchen table. You smile as you sit down across from Joe who just looks starving.

“This is amazing, thank you [Y/N]! I haven't eaten all day…” he says, and you get a sense of deja Vu. Everything about this is familiar, the way you're sitting, what you're eating, everything. It feels like dinner, like you've been doing it every day for the six weeks you haven't been talking. It was weird.

You just smile, and let Joe dig in. You weren't very hungry, the weirdness of it all was making your stomach feel weird.

“God I've missed you cooking,” Joe says, and the smile on your face gets tense. He looks up and his eyes go wide. “No! No, that's not what I meant… uh, well… I-I guess I just, I missed you.”

You sigh, your shoulders slumping forwards. “Joe…” you mumble, not looking at him, but at a particularly interesting spot of your kitchen floor. “Joe, please don't say that…”

“Why?” He asks, sitting back, his plate of food all but untouched.

You shake your head. “Because I don't know if I missed you…” Joe just stares at you, a bit shocked. “I-I just… I feel so much better having moved away… I don't know. I don't know what I think.” You cover your eyes with your hand, but you feel Joe's fingers tugging at it.

You let him take your hand, and he holds it over the table. You keep your eyes closed, and tilt your head back, before opening them, and looking over at Joe. “Take your time. You don't need to know right now. Just… just tell me when you're ready.”

You smile and squeeze his hand. “Thank you.”

You smile to yourself as you make a black coffee, quickly putting the lid on the hot cup, and go to the cash register. The women hands you a five pounds note, and thanks you as she walks off. You were helming the afternoon shift, and decided to make more pastries, and you put freshly baked Croissants out on display, placing the others in the fridge to be reheated if you ran out.

The bell above the door rings, and you see a very familiar blonde man walk through the door. “Ben?” You ask, and he grins as you say his name.

“[Y/N]!” He exclaims, and you laugh.

“I haven't seen you in months!” You say. “Last time I saw you was at the premier!”

You hop the counter and Ben gives you a big hug, picking you up off the ground, and you shriek until he puts you down.

He places his hands on your shoulders and says, “You look good!” You smile and shake your head. “You haven't looked this good since… wait…” He pauses and looks you up and down again. “You're talking to him again, aren't you?” You shrug, a small smile on your face, and he grins. “Well good. You're good for each other.”

You nod, and Ben lets go of your shoulders. “Would you like a coffee? I'm not busy, so I can sit and chat for a bit…” You offer, and Ben nods.

“Yeah, I'd like that,” he says, and you get him a black coffee.

Is [Y/N] [L/N] dating his ex's co star? Scandal!

Just the other day, Joe Mazzello's former husband was spotted getting a little too close for comfort with his co-star, Ben Hardy. The pair were seen hugging and laughing, and talking for hours on end in [Y/N]'s shop over a cup of coffee. They hugged again before Ben left, but it raises the question, did [Y/N] finally move on? And did he move on with his ex-husband's band mate? From what we've seen, we think yes!

You hug Joe as you open the door to your flat, letting him inside. He takes off his coat and his gloves, and you help him hang them up, before you walk by the stairs into the kitchen. “So, I saw you talked to Ben recently,” he says, curious.

You smile and nod. “Yeah. We were just catching up on things, what he's been doing since the premier…”

Joe nods and you pour him a cup of tea you were making before he even arrived. You hand him his mug and grab yours, before you guys go up stairs, and sit across from each other on the couch. You draw your knees up to your chest, and take a sip of your now warm tea, using it to warm your hands.

You just sit in silence with Joe, letting just the feeling of you two being together fill the air. You smile at him as he takes a sip, and he smiles back.

“I missed this,” you admit, quietly, and Joe looks up at you, like he couldn't hear you, but the look in his eyes told you he did.

He sits forwards and places a hand on you leg. “I do too.” You smile, and squeeze his hand. “I'm glad you told me.”

You nod, and take another sip of you tea. The rest if the evening, you spend in relative silence, only speaking when necessary. Joe sleeps on your couch that night. It's nice to wake up to him in the morning.

You and Joe are sitting on a piece of stone that overlooked the Thames, you leaning back into Joe's chest, his arms wrapped around your shoulders. Joe kisses your hair, and puts his chin on your head, and you turn, closing your eyes. You feel sleep tug at your senses, but you don't let it, just enjoying being somewhere with Joe, and no one else. It was a quiet day in London, everyone at work, and no one driving was always so nice.

You open your eyes, and look up at Joe, who just looks down at you. You realize in that moment, you got his hair colour when you first met him. In the artificial light of the coffee shop, his hair look brown, like chocolate, but outside, you could see it was red, bright, and shiny. You reach a hand up, and run it through his soft hair. He smiles, and leans into the touch. You watch as his hair pulls through your fingers, and you smile.

You move, turning, so you're practically face to face with Joe, and you place a hand on his cheek, which he leans into as well. Joe moves a hand down to your lower back, and pushes you closer to him.

You lean forwards, and capture your lips in his. It felt like your first kiss all over again. You were in practically the same spot, same time, same cloudy day. But this time, it was different, more personal. It was perfect, and you wouldn't have it any other way.

You pull away, the kiss quicker than what you wanted, but you knew it was all you wanted. Any more, and it would have been too much. But Joe doesn't look annoyed, he doesn't look like he wants or needs more. He just smiles and pulls you in for a hug, which you return. He really is perfect, and you can't imagine being with someone else.

Joe and Husband spotted! What does this mean for Ben?

Just last week we were reporting on [Y/N] finally moving on and finding someone else, going after Joe Mazzello by talking with and hugging his co-star! But even after all that, it seems like the two have gotten back together and rekindled their romance! Is this the end of Ben? Or is this just the beginning of an even bigger scandal?

You are laying in Joe's lap on your couch when he pops the question. Well, not really the question, but it's definitely a question you were not expecting. It caught you off guard, and you froze, almost as if you hates the question. You didn't hate the question, far from it really, it's a good question, but the way he said it, and when, it just caught you off guard.

“Do you still have your ring?”

You blink at Joe, once twice, and Joe immediately starts to freak out.

“Omg, no, I just, I wanted to know if you even still have it, even after all that, and-”

“Joe,” you say, cutting him off and placing a hand on his cheek. “No, I still have my ring! It's, it's in my room actually…” You smile slightly and shake your head. “I'm sorry, the question kind of came out of nowhere…”

He nods, but you get up before he can say anything, and walk into your room. You grab the ring from your night stand, and bring it out to him. You roll it in your fingers as you look at it, walking over to Joe before sitting on the couch.

“I- uh… I keep it on my bedside table…” You admit, blushing furiously.

Joe just smile and pulls a chain from around his neck, showing you the ring that was looped around it. “I've always kept mine close to my heart.”

You laugh, and he laughs with you. “Go that was so bad!” You exclaim, and you both just laugh harder. It wasn't really that funny, but it felt like the only emotion you could properly convey. With the rings being brought out, you figured laughing hysterically was better that being in hysterics, crying your eyes out.

“Here,” Joe says, and taking your ring from you. He gets off the couch, and gets down on one knee, holding out the ring to you.

“I know I don't have a fancy box like that time, and this isn't your coffee shop, but I love you. I love you whether you're laughing or crying, whether you're happy or sad. I love everything about you, and I want to be with you for the rest of my life. I haven't moved on, I haven't found someone else, because I just want you. I love you [Y/N] [L/N], and I want to try this again. Would you be willing?”

You don't know when you started crying, but you feel the tears rolling down your cheeks as Joe finishes. Your mouth is agape, and you close it as you nod.

Joe grins, and you manage to get out between sobs, “Yes! Yes!”

You at this point are both laughing and crying, and Joe puts your ring on your finger. It slides on, and the familiar weight of it is nice. It reminds you of home. He kisses your hand, and you take his ring, slipping it from the chain. Placing it on his finger, he leans in, and kisses you. You put your fingers in his hair, and tug as he deepens the kiss, moving to fit his lips with yours.

He sits in the couch, and pulls you into his lap, where you just kiss, not moving any further than that. It was nice. There was no pressure to do anything you didn't want to, and you'd don't want to. You just wanted to kiss your husband.

You pull away, out of breath, and you put your forehead against his. “I love you,” you whisper.

He smiles and kisses you again. “I love you too.”

“Alright, I'll see you at home tonight?” Joe asks after grabbing his coffee. You smile and nod, and give him a quick kiss, before he leaves the shop, saying hi to Jacob and Hadley as they walk in for the morning.

Hadley gives you a knowing look, and Jacob raises his eyebrows. “Was that Joe?” Hadley asks, and you look at her for a moment, before grinning and nodding. You bring you hand up, and wiggle your ring finger.

“[Y/N]! That's incredible! I'm so happy for you!” Jacob exclaims, and the two run over, giving you a hug.

You laugh, and hug them back. “Thanks guys. I just, I really love him, and, I dunno… it's hard to put into words.”

Jacob nods. “I get that. My partner and I have been on and off for years, and yet we always find each other.”

You smile and nod, and you all just stare at each other. “Okay, okay, enough gossiping! Let's get to work!”

You rush into the back and pull out a tray of pastries, and bring them back to the front. Setting them on the counter, Hadley and Jacob raise their eyebrows as you put the pastries in the display case. You go to the chalkboard out front, and write on it in bug letters:

TODAY'S SPECIAL!

KOUIGN-AMANN!

#joe mazzello #joe mazzello x reader #joe mazzello x you #joe mazzello x male!reader #joe mazzello imagine #queen #queen x reader #ocs #coffee shop au #my work #My writing

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esselley · 6 years ago

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Omg. Tumblr's trying to kill itself for real now (the whole adult content censorship). I just followed you on Twitter cuz I don't wanna lose you and I'm so done with this site. Umm... I kinda don't know how Twitter works tho. Never had an account before??

Bwuhhhh I know it’s all frustrating! Thank you for braving the wilds of Twit to follow me there as well Here’s a quite good post I recently saw about Twit etiquette! And some of my own thoughts/observations:

- One thing to keep in mind is that tagging/keywords and content filtering work massively different than they do on T*umblr. There is the option to mute words, but people don’t always tag or mention all the Stuff (like: pairing, characters, fandom, nsfw, etc). So I do encourage people to be mindful of who they’re following, and their timelines in general. Twit does have a sort of “safe mode” where it doesn’t show you “sensitive” content unless you turn off the setting or tell it to show you anyway, but it’s not foolproof as usual!

I do wish I’d mentioned this before I told people to follow my Twit but I was kind of all over the place at the time. But I am very multifandom/pairing and nsfw on there! And I can’t control what shows up on people’s timelines if you follow me, so please follow at your own discretion XD

- Another thing people don’t usually grasp at first (I didn’t either) is quote retweeting and how that works. On mobile when you retweet, it will also give you an option called “quote retweet” (on browser, when you click retweet, there’s space to add a comment). This allows you to add a little comment to someone’s tweet, and you’ll see it done a lot with news articles, popular funny tweets, etc.

In general, however, most fan artists/content creators would prefer their work not be quote retweeted. This is especially true among Japanese/Korean fan artists, who you will probably see content from a lot more often on Twit. Quote retweeting, and any likes/retweets/replies on the QRT, do not add those likes/retweets/replies to the original tweet. So it is viewed a bit like reposting. Regular retweets function like reblogs, however, and are always appreciated!

- Twit does this fun thing where likes from people you follow and sometimes likes from people they follow (who you don’t follow...) will show up on your timeline at random. Which some people are okay with, because it often means you see things you normally wouldn’t/miss less stuff from people you follow. But the double edged sword is that maybe you see some things you just really don’t care to see XD This can also make your timeline heinously unchronological sometimes, which only gets worse the more people you follow.

However, muting these terms will stop Twit from showing you “suggested” activity (which I hated) and other people’s likes (which were sometimes nice but I prefer my timeline to be in order). This is all personal preference, but still a good thing to know ^^

Hope some of this helps!

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firebirdsdaughter · 6 years ago

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Ryusoulger Subs Post #1…

… There never was a #2! What a shock. Not really.

God, now I have to get through the week again.

In no order:

Yes, I remember what happened last time.

Remembered to check the chibi Ryusoulger this time. It’s Red. So I guess this is a Kou ep? Or they’re just going in order, and the chibis are in no way related to the focus.

I’m now wondering if Banba folding his arms is his anxious tell? Like, it’s a defensive body posture. I’m too tired to make much sense of my own explanation rn, but it fits his issues, I think.

Also his hand is so tense, oh, honey… DX

I’m also trying to figure out exactly what he was doing w/ his hand… Like, maybe it was just a nervous fidget, but also kinda like he was picking at his nails somehow? For lack of a better description?

Why is Melto the only one who knows how to check a pulse?

I want to hug Banba so badly right now… This boys’ facial expressions are amazing. Like, you can tell he’s in agony over the fact that, as far as he knows, he, personally, destroyed the only way to save his brother.

Poor Kou having to chase Banba again. XD

Crayon trying to start his own YouTube channel… I like this guy. He’s both creepy and entertaining.

Also I would die for any of the mook suit actors in an instant.

Big Brother Mode is still ACTIVATED. ^^

Crayon uses Microphone! It’s not super effective!

I still love how Kou was like ‘It’s probably best if I transform even before I find him just in case.’ Esp since, in the end, that actually wasn’t necessary.

I would kind of love to have had more to this scene. Like, how long do you think Banba spent trying to go after Crayon/walk on his own before Kou was able to get him back? I’d write it, but I just can’t seem to find the inspiration rn… DX

How often are they changing these cloths? Kou and Banba don’t seem to have been gone, like, ten minutes.

So… What, does it reproduce through spores?

Accidentally paused on very distressed Kou right before he called for the others. Poor baby.

I know it’s in character for him to refuse to sit, but I still think they could’ve offered Banba a chair.

I still want to pinch surprised Kou’s cheeks. DX

No, really. Why are there two? Did it divide or something? Or was she just really mad about people abandoning animals?

HOW IS HE ABLE TO STILL LOOK SO AMAZING IN THAT AWFUL MAKEUP???

Melto gets upgraded to being directly addressed. ^^

Banba really didn’t need to come off the wall for this, really. I love him, but the way he kinda lurches toward Melto there seems a little bit out of a horror film…

Honestly, I’m gonna miss Crayon and Tankjoh’s relationship. ‘You don’t get to laugh.’ (and just the deadpan way he says it) ‘Why be strict about that?’ XD I’m rather fond of their dynamic.

Crayon being unable to completely control the Minusaurs is so bloody hilarious to me. ^^

I guess Kou and Melto just have stronger immune systems?

Banba and Kou and their ‘don’t underestimate Kata Soul.’

…

… Okay, it’s probably not connected at all, and/or it’s just a recurring joke w/ this Minusaur, but… We know that the most recent (at least) traumatic event that happened to Kou involved Kata Soul… What if that Soul was also involved in some traumatic event that happened to Banba? Hell, maybe that’d be why he favours it. I dunno, I’m probably just spinning. But it came into my head when Kou essentially did the same thing Banba did against the other Cerberus Minusaur.

Well, DON’T TURN YOUR BACK ON IT, EITHER!

Oh, sweetie, no. I know you’re a mess right now, but no.

I feel so bad for him, though. Like, he blames himself for letting this happen in the first place (for failing to protect his brother/destroy Crayon before, etc.), and he’s probably blaming himself for delaying their chance at getting an antidote by destroying the first Minusaur. Now he’s dying, other people are dying, and most importantly to him, Touwa is dying. This has gotta be some of the most scared and desperate he’s ever been.

Like, the way he hobbles over to look at Touwa before he does it… TT_TT

WHERE WAS HE KEEPING THE SWORD??? HIS SLEEVE??

Does he have Zuuban in there, too?

Sorry. DX I have an incurable condition called thinking I’m hilarious.

But looks aren’t everything.

… Okay, who let my grandfather in here.

No, honey. No. This is not your fault. I promise you, no one here blames you but you. I don’t know if someone once told you you were at fault for something(s), or if you’ve just been internalising blame your whole life or something. But. I promise. No one blames you. </3

I mean, it both is and isn’t selfish. He’s got a point that if they die there will be no one to fight the Druidon. But I think the main driving force behind his desperation right now is to save his brother, and the former reason is more secondary.

He really has no right to look so good in this awful makeup, and yet… I saw a man so beautiful I started crying.

I am rather disappointed that Banba and Asuna didn’t go out there, but I guess their conditions had deteriorated more than the other two’s had, bc they got infected first.

Okay. This looks like a renaissance painting.

Oh, gods… Banba’s reaction to the whole ‘trust’ thing… TT^TT Who did this to you? Please tell me so I can find and assassinate them? DX

Hm… Maybe Touwa does know something, bc he got really soft over the ‘let’s trust them’ line.

Also just the word ‘trust’ seems to be borderline trigger for Banba… I really wish we had some flashbacks for the brothers, too… Though there is still plenty of time.

I still want child¡Banba holding baby¡Touwa.

But, to do some random spitball theorising… Could there have been a situation where Banba felt like he screwed up, and then when he trusted someone to help they betrayed him in some way? No grounding for this, just musing.

But god, his reaction there makes me want to know more so badly…

I always wonder how much they tell the actors? Like, is it like Game of Thrones where they only tell them things that the characters would know? By that logic, Tatsuya may know what Banba’s side of the story is… Though I seem to remember that Keisuke said something that implied he didn’t know all of Kuro Woz’s backstory… Though maybe he was deflecting a question. I dunno.

Okay, it’s not actually that similar, but that cut from the dramatic scene of the others declaring they trust Melto and Kou/resigning to giving them a chance while also having some sort of secret trauma flashback or something over the concept of ‘trust’ (in Banba’s case) to Kou being yeeted into a pile of barrels made me think of that scene in Kyuranger where Lucky gives a speech about how much faith they have in Shou and what a great leader he is––and then it cuts to Shou screaming hysterically about how they’re all going to crash into the sun and die.

Kou is a very reckless oaf, and I love him to bits.

How did he even… I guess sheer force of will.

Honestly, Hayate is kind of rocking the awful ‘poisoned’ makeup, too.

Actually, to be honest, they all are.

Or maybe someone made the smart decision to tone down the makeup.

I’d call Master Red ‘Master Dad,’ but then what would I call Master Blue? Master Other Dad? Master Melto’s Dad? *insert shrug emoji here*

When you pass out from poison, and have a dream about that time your parental substitute father figure gave you a piggyback ride––only it was actually your sentient dinosaur mecha carrying you and your friend on its back.

So. Who summoned Tyramigo? XD

…

… You know what. That’s it. I have nothing to say about the kebabs anymore.

Wait. So apparently the village was destroyed? So… What happened to all the other people we saw? Did they die? Evacuate to somewhere? But the Elder says he has nowhere else to go… O_o

In case you were wondering, the sixth is going to be Gold. Here presented as… Saffron yellow? Bc gold was probably too over the top for a kebab menu.

I love how Melto went from so frightened of the Elder that he hid a banana behind his back to interrupting the guy when he’s talking. XD

Wait, so… Like. Was he the one they were originally meant to bring it to? Are he and Naohisa in cahoots? Did I accidentally skip a line? That’s actually very possible.

… Why. Why was I expecting science. Why did I actually think… Oh, forget it.

Okay, but did they have to make it yellow? There are plenty of juices. You could have made it any other colour.

Kinda wish we got to see them bring it back to the house. But I can understand the ‘dramatic reveal’ of them showing up to fight Tankjoh.

But you know Banba made sure Touwa was cured even before he was. XD

*UGLY SOBBING COMMENCES*

I’M SO PROUD.

I still love MirNeedle and his honking sound.

The RyuSouls still want hugs.

The fact that Tankjoh has legit hands is hilarious to me.

Banba saying the dramatic lines, for some reason. XD

God, even w/ that wording… Banba’s still blaming himself. A) In apologising, and B) w/ the ‘I made you etc.’ It’s basically ‘I failed so you had to do it.’

Touwa calling him on makes me wonder if he does that a lot… Oh my gosh, is Banba also a compulsive apologiser? MY BABY! DX

Aaaaaaw. He gets so awkward and embarrassed. He’s so cute. XD <3

I’m still trying to parse out the look he gives Kou. It’s, like… Bemused? I guess? Like ‘you’re still saying that?’ Maybe? Though given the quick deep breath and how fast he rejects, maybe he was starting to have a ‘maybe we can trust him/them’ thought and felt like he needed to quickly shut it down.

All I could think of was the ‘I’m sorry, you must be a level 4 friend to unlock my tragic backstory’ tweet…

I love Kou’s expression and body language, bc it’s somewhere between becoming fondly amused and Banba’s grumpy tsundere nature, being like ‘Oooo! New friend project!’, and ‘Oh? That is that a challenge?’

To quite the King of Friendship himself: ‘I’m gonna become friends with you just to spite you.’ XD

Kou and Melto are less teasing Asuna, and more that they don’t want to look at the Elder in that outfit again. XD

I guess he wasn’t prophesying, and he has seen the trio more recently… But I’m still petty and will be sour if the brothers get excluded from whatever prophecies etc. there do end up being…

Like, they can do an ‘it’s all up to the original three’ in the end like Go-Onger, but only if they have the brothers pull a Hanto and Gunpei/Go-O Wings.

Preview: Don’t trust the sisters, and I suspect they have vocal powers, perhaps to control others. I do wonder if this is going t reveal more about the brother’s past at all as a parallel? Or we could be taking a break from that for now, which is also fine. I just request that they reveal it steadily as the team grows closer, and don’t just dump it all at the end or something.

That’s all, folks! Virtual jellybeans for anyone who read all that. XD

I am excited for the brother’s backstory, and what happened to Banba, but I’d also be fine w/ taking a break from that as we move on to introduce the next General, who will likely hang around a bit longer than Tankjoh to show off the upped ante. Music is apparently going to be important, since we’ve got several former idol group members here. Also it said so on the official website, so I’m not blowing steam. I’m sure if we’ve got a cast member who can sing, there will be an ep where they sing (Asuna’s most likely, since she’s apparently a former idol?). Anyway, excited for this to continue, and anxious for the week to be over.

#Kishiryu Sentai Ryusoulger #Ryusoulger Spoilers #my precious Dino Children #I love two (2) edgy angst brothers #actually I should make one for the whole team bc I love 'em all so much #DX #I love five (5) beautiful colourful Dino Knights #not much else to say #my head is swimming w/ possibilities #the angst possibilities are so many #(I love my boys and I want to kill whoever hurt them/did this to Banba but the angst monster is also like:#yes please GOD let them have beeb abandoned/had their parent(s) be the traitor)#(I would REALLY love a 'Banba lied to Touwa to protect him' plot DX)#^^#but I am tired #so I must begin the long and slow bed process #Birthday Sentai #Dino Dragon Knights And Their Cat

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sassycassie-s-series · 6 years ago

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All My Fault 7

By: SassyShoulderAngel319

Fandom/Character(s): DC, BatFam - Damian Wayne/Batman

Rating: PG

Notes: (Masterlist) Ooh now the internet’s getting involved. Everything isn’t quite going to Jason’s original plan, but the modifications make it better XD It was kinda fun coming up with everyone’s handles. Fun fact, this is the first time Cloudy’s first name is used/revealed!

Tag List (Open): @batboys-and-other-messes @welovegroot @nanna-the-batmum @probsjosh

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6

^^^^^

Knock-knock!

I glanced up from where I was bandaging my bleeding knuckles after the first patrol I’d been on since I arrived in the future. “Who is it?” I called.

“Damian,” Damian’s voice replied.

“Come in,” I said.

The door to my bedroom creaked open. “You’re trending,” he said, stepping in.

“Huh?”

“The Instagram photo you shared to your Cloudburst account at the beginning of the night has gone absolutely viral.” Damian approached me. “Here. Let me wrap your right hand.” He took the bandages from me with one hand, and my right hand in his other one. Gently, he began to wrap the bandage around my bleeding knuckles that had split open again when I showered.

I grinned. I’d taken a photo of my boots standing on the edge of a skyscraper and captioned it, “It’s good to be home. #CloudburstsBack” and put it on my old verified @CloudburstofGotham Instagram account, also sharing it to my vigilante Twitter. “Thanks,” I said to Damian while I picked up my phone and opened Instagram—then Twitter. The hashtag #CloudburstsBack was trending on both platforms.

Every single vigilante and hero who knew me and had social media accounts for their hero personas had liked and commented on it. One was Clark Kent, though, on his personal account that he used for journalism. Asking if he could get an exclusive interview for the Daily Planet. Vicki Vale was asking the same, but for the Gotham Gazette. Part of me wanted to keep my city pride and accept Vale’s invitation over Clark’s, but the other that really didn’t like Vicki—she just rubbed me the wrong way—wanted to accept Clark’s. Also because he was a friend.

“Well, this is going to be interesting,” I said, setting my phone down. Damian tied off the bandages. “Thank you. If I’d done that on my own they’d be a mess. My left hand is so useless at refined motor control.”

He nodded in acknowledgment. “Did you… enjoy patrol?”

“Heck yeah. Two days in a future I don’t know but patrol is a constant. Felt almost like old times. You’re a lot taller to fight next to now, though,” I said. “I used to be able to throw stuff over your head. But I guess now it’s my turn to get stuff thrown over my head.”

Damian gave a little, “Hmm,” that sounded more like a laugh than a grunt. “I suppose it is,” he said. He set his hands on my shoulders. “It is unfamiliar to have you be so much smaller than I am.”

“We should spar tomorrow. Get used to the difference,” I suggested, sitting down on my bed with my hairbrush and combing through my wet hair. “Do a partner-up where we go against Jay, Dick, and Tim. I missed a lot and you and Tim growing taller is one of those things.”

“Drake only grew three extra inches,” Damian remarked, sitting in my desk chair on a gesture from me.

“Well yeah but five-eight to five-eleven is still significant,” I remarked. “Especially when you being six-three means Dick is now shorter than all of his younger brothers.”

Damian grunted and crossed one leg over the other. “Have you made a decision on the charity ball? Regarding your escort?”

“Not yet. Figure I can wait till at least after I as a civilian am discovered,” I said.

“If it would help your decision, I would like to accompany you. I remember you always insisted I dance with you at least once per event, despite how small I was compared to you and how reluctant I was to dance.”

“I said it was good for you,” I recalled with a smile. “Told you that dancing would help you loosen up.”

“‘I am as loose as I am required to be,’ I believe is what I said in response.”

“Yeah.” I chuckled. “Okay. I’ll go. But you have to promise to dance with me.”

“I have improved since the last gala you attended,” he said.

“I'm sure you have,” I agreed.

He contemplated me for a moment. “I am not usually in the business of making promises, but this one I can fulfill. I promise to dance with you.”

I grinned widely. “Great! I look forward to it.”

“As do I.” Damian got up and moved to leave.

“Damian!” I said, reaching out and then letting my hand drop, not sure why I was reaching. Damian turned, eyebrows raised expectantly. I glanced down at the gentle-but-firmly wrapped bandages on my right hand. “Thanks for this.” I showed him the bandages as an indication of what I meant.

He ducked his head in a nod. “Of course, McCloud. Get some rest,” he said before leaving my room.

I sighed as he shut the door and flopped backward, my head hitting the pile of pillows.

Staring at the ceiling in the dark, I scrunched my eyebrows. Why was I feeling so…conflicted? Like, I wanted to go to the charity ball and I wouldn’t mind going with Damian, but I felt a certain reservation about the whole idea that I couldn’t pinpoint.

Was it the media attention I knew we’d get? I could already see the trashy tabloid headline in all caps and yellow letters: BRUCE WAYNE’S SON DATING BRUCE WAYNE’S WARD?! And sixteen clickbait Buzzfeed articles coming across my social media feeds. Was that it? Was I worried about dealing with that or putting Damian in that position? Much as I hated to admit it, Jason was right: the paparazzi and media had always loved me.

But that didn’t feel like the source of my internal struggle. If Damian didn’t want the media attention he wouldn’t have said he wanted to go with me. He would have told me to let Jason escort me—under an alias since he was technically still dead.

I crawled under the covers. I’d figure it out in the morning. Maybe I was just confused and conflicted because I was tired after a long and difficult patrol.

Burrowing into my bed on my side, I rubbed my right-hand knuckles with my left palm, still feeling Damian’s warm, callused hand holding mine as he gently bandaged my bleeding knuckles. His touch was kinder, softer, and gentler than I’d ever felt it. Damian had never really had the word “soft” in his behavioral vocabulary when I knew him as a thirteen-year-old.

I liked it. Damian as an adult had loosened up a little and unwound. It was nice. Especially when I was eight years ahead of where I should have been and a heck-of-a-lot more scared than I was willing to admit out loud. Almost a decade was plenty enough time for things to change—for the better, for the worst, for the crazier—and I was thrown in the deep end. I didn’t even know who the president was anymore. Having Damian show me a little bit more heart when I was doing my best to hide how freaked out I felt was comforting.

I drifted off to sleep.

^^^^^

@RealSuperman: “Welcome back, @CloudburstofGotham! Good to see you’re back! You were sorely missed! #CloudburstsBack”

@WonderWomanOfficial: “The world welcomes the return of the great hero of Gotham, Cloudburst. #CloudburstsBack @CloudburstofGotham”

@RealArsenal: “Yo! Cloudburst! You’re back! Stop by Star City sometime and catch up, yeah? @CloudburstofGotham #CloudburstsBack”

@OfficialOutlawHood: “Huge welcome home to my favorite member of the Bat-family! @CloudburstofGotham has returned! #CloudburstsBack !”

@NightwingOFCL: “#CloudburstsBack! We missed you so much, @CloudburstofGotham! So happy you’re home! Love you, sister!”

@OfficialNewBatman: “@CloudburstofGotham, Warm salutations.”

@OfficialOutlawHood, replying to @OfficialNewBatman: “Dude, seriously? That’s the best you can do?”

@OfficialNewBatman, replying to @OfficialOutlawHood: “I have welcomed Cloudburst in person. I am acknowledging her return online for the sake of expectations.”

@OriginalBatman, replying to @OfficialNewBatman, @OfficialOutlawHood: “Boys, behave.”

@RedRobinVigilante: “ICYMI: #CloudburstsBack! My ‘sister’ has recently returned after having been missing for 8 years! Super excited! I missed you so much, @CloudburstofGotham!”

@ClarkKentDP: “@CloudburstofGotham would you like to do an exclusive interview for the Daily Planet? Tell everyone where you were and why you’re back? DM me if you’re interested! #CloudburstsBack”

@GGVickiVale: “@CloudburstofGotham How about an interview with the Gotham Gazette now that #CloudburstsBack?”

Damian scrolled through the top hits in the #CloudburstsBack trend over breakfast, sipping his breakfast tea and munching on an apple for starters. He was grateful for the attention being on Cloudburst because, in five days, Nora McCloud would return from being lost in the time stream. She’d be bruised and exhausted in torn clothing. McCloud had already agreed to get no sleep for a night or two beforehand and let her bruises from patrol show without bothering to hide them before turning up at the Gotham PD station.

And as long as Cloudburst had been established as being back first, no one would have to know that she and McCloud were the same person. Damian took another sip of his tea thoughtfully, scrolling down. He came across another Tweet that he hadn’t seen before.

It was Cloudburst’s own. A photo of she and Damian jumping off the edge of the building, Damian’s coat flaring out around him and her hair doing the same, and another one of the moment before, when they were both standing on the edge of the building, showing off how much taller than Cloudburst Damian had grown. In both pictures, their backs were to the camera.

The caption read, “Last time I saw Batman he was still Robin and more than half a foot shorter than me! What else did I miss? XD #CloudburstsBack @OfficialNewBatman” and a second Tweet that said, “Photo creds to @RedRobinVigilante! I missed you too, brother!”

Damian “liked” and “retweeted” it saying, “We will catch you up.” On his official Batman account.

Tim stumbled into the kitchen, tablet in his hand playing the local news’ livestream.

“—top story this morning is the return of the Gotham vigilante known as Cloudburst. The vigilante was last seen eight years ago when the android fleet known as the Time Bombs attacked for the first time. Since then there has been no trace of her until last night when she posted this image to Instagram and Twitter with the caption, ‘It’s good to be home. Hashtag-Cloudburst’s Back.’ The post quickly went viral and several citizens of Gotham Tweeted about sightings of her with the other members of the team of Gotham protectors commonly nicknamed the Bat-Family. She was seen with the younger Batman for most of the night, according to most sightings. She has yet to release an official statement about where she’s been, but we’re grateful to have a familiar pair of eyes watching our streets,” the lady was saying.

Tim sat at the breakfast bar and started to munch distractedly on a bagel, not even realizing it. Damian could have put a rotten tomato in its place and Tim probably wouldn’t even notice. He was too focused on his tablet. “They’re wrong,” he muttered. “The Time Bombs didn’t attack for the first time back then. It just seemed like that since they jumped back in time. Their first attack was now because they were made now…”

Damian didn’t say anything, just continued to eat his apple and look through the social media feed.

#All My Fault #All My Fault Chapter 7 #Chapter 7 #Damian Wayne #Damian Wayne Imagine #Damian Wayne FanFiction #Robin #Robin Imagine #Robin FanFiction #Batman #Batman Imagine #Batman FanFiction #BatFam #BatFam Imagine #BatFam FanFiction #DC #DC Imagine #DC FanFiction

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lesbian-vmin · 7 years ago

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Can you write something with vmin of Tae accidentally uploading inappropriate pic of jimin to twitter

Hehe. Sorry…I can’t do that. xD But~ I here’s something quick and short of Taehyung accidentally uploading a personal pic to twitter. I hope you enjoy this instead. 😘

What started off as a post about how great of a friend Jimin had been to him over the years, turned into a bit of a confession letter when Taehyung selected the image to post along with it. He intended to select the most recent selfie he had taken with Jimin, the two of them standing in close proximity of each other with their cheeks pressed together like two cute Pikachu. What he selected, instead, was the most recent picture of him and Jimin together from their personal album that Taehyung had save on his phone. The two were at Taehyung’s family home. It was a picture where Taehyung had his arms wrapped around Jimin’s waist, and Jimin has his around Taehyung’s neck. Their noses were pressed together, and both of them had the most affectionate smiles on their faces.

He realized it too late. Reading over his words, after the tweet was posted, he saw that it was the picture that his mother had taken the last time he and Jimin took a trip down there to see Taehyung’s family. His heart dropped in his chest, and he deleted the post almost as quickly as he had posted it. Remembering the glasses incident, however, Taehyung knew that picture would be floating around the internet by now.

Before Jimin could find out about it on his own, Taehyung got up off the couch and rushed to Jimin’s room. The elder was lying on his bed, back leaning against the wall. He had earphones in his ears, but they were removed when Taehyung came into the room. “What’s wrong?” Jimin asked after he had one bud pulled out of his ear.

“I’m so sorry, Jimin,” Taehyung said, tears already threatening to fall. Jimin would be furious about this. They had worked to keep their relationship secret from the public, and it worked for the most part. Everyone labeled them as friendship goals, so they achieved what they were going for. Sometimes it was hard not to announce to the world how much he loved this man, but it was for the best. Taehyung always reminded himself of that.

Jimin pulled the other earbud out, a serious, but mostly concerned expression falling onto his face. “What did you do?” Jimin’s voice was laced with more concern than anything else.

“I accidentally uploaded one of our personal photos to Twitter,” Taehyung said, regretting his spur of the moment decision to be cheesy on the social platform. He could have just told Jimin all of those nice things to his face, but he wanted the world to know how great of a friend Jimin was - it wasn’t his intention for them to find out much more than that.

“Which personal photo?” Jimin’s tone was edging closer to angry now, and Taehyung ducked his head in shame.

He pulled out his phone and opened up the photo that he had posted, and he sighed as he walked over to his boyfriend. “This,” He bit his lip softly as he faced the screen toward Jimin.

It was a relief that Jimin’s face lit up with a bright smile instead of looking at Taehyung with a frown. Laughter bubbled up in his chest, and the sound of joy in his laughter erased almost all of Taehyung’s worries. “Thank goodness,” He chortled. He sat up and took Taehyung’s phone, examining the picture more before looking back up to Taehyung. “I thought you meant that you had released nudes or something. This isn’t bad.”

“It’s not?” Taehyung asked with a tilt of his head. Of course, he was happy if people had more of an idea of what Jimin meant to him.

“No,” Jimin shook his head. He gently grabbed Taehyung’s wrist and pulled him onto the bed as well. He placed one arm over Taehyung’s chest, making the younger lie back so that Jimin could rest his head on Taehyung’s chest. “I mean, there might be some bad things to come of it, but we’ll deal with that when it happens.”

“So…you’re not mad?” Taehyung asked, snaking an arm under Jimin so he could rub his back.

Jimin shook his head against Taehyung’s chest, and Taehyung could feel his lips curve up into a smile. “Not at all,” Jimin hummed. He pushed himself up and pressed a chaste kiss to Taehyung’s lips. “If anything, this is a good thing. At least it will…hopefully…stop the fans from fighting over who either of us belong to.”

Taehyung chuckled, and he squeezed Jimin tighter. “They can believe whatever they want,” Taehyung said, and he pressed a kiss to Jimin’s head. “You’re mine.”

“You’re mine,” Jimin hummed in agreement, sounding sleepy now. It wasn’t long before both of them slipped off into a comfortable sleep, not worried about what would come of this. They would deal with that when the time came.

I was more in the mood for something fluffy, so this is what you get. xD Thanks for the request. I hope I didn’t disappoint too much. T^T

#koala answers #anonymous #request #koala writes #vmin

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chickenstuffedwithmozzarella · 7 years ago

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Haaau. Oooh. Thats sweet. Do i really say holiii that much? I havent noticed. Okay, let's blame tumblr. It's not as if it works perfectly so...😂 Oooh, yes!! I'm in. Tag me in whatever you want. The meme of H and the lamb was hilarious. I love that comparison. Jajajajajja Gosh, can you imagine when he sings Familiar all by himself? Without JBalvin to do that part? If he sings the whole song when he comes to Spain, fans will lose it😂 (1). ((Any update of Liam the cat?))

HI!!!!! I don’t know! You have say it just a couple of times, really, but this girl says all the time and you reminded me of her, and now she reminds me of you,jejje. Honestly, that lamb is Honey! Jajajja. He’s like that too! He looks at you like: what? Do you have something to say? No? okay, bye. Jajaja. And let’s be honest, harry is very meme material,jajajajajja. (I’m so behind in his tour updates, btw. Haven’t seen anything🤦🏻‍♀️) Liam is coming in a couple of weeks? The 4th. Imagine if he sings in Spanish!!! I would die! If he does, he will do it Perfect (Perfect is capitalized bc of the song, omg). I’m sure he’s learning new words in Spanish. Hola sacapuntas, ¿como están todos? 🤣🤣🤣

Oh nono. Dont apologise. I was just laughing at myself. But thanks for the effort💖 This asks was easy to figure out. Oh, dont worry. Im more concerned about the inbox eating my asks (are they safe or are they lost? I never know) than you not answering. Really. (2)

Right? Like, you take the effort to write something and then you put it out there, without knowing if it will reach their destination or not. And at least with me, you know for sure if the ask is missing or not. But when you write people who has a lot of ask you’re like: did the ask get lost or did I say something rude? Are they ignoring me or have the blocked me??? Hjdfojriofjnoeirvjerv @staff!! Work on it!!!!

I dont like the sentence that goes “seria mucho mejor si participa”. Its nothing, but…me chirría* bcs of the possible undertone. Im very sensitive. Thats it. Though i must say that they compensate it with tge next sentence “voy a hacerte todo *lo que me permitas*”. Bcs consent!! Thats important. Oh, same. I dont usually hear anything in Spanish, mainly bcs i havent found anything that i like. Oh, you have almost the whole week free? Thats good!! (3) *i cant think of how to translate it xd

Jo, I haven’t read the lyrics yet (sorry Liam, I’m a very busy person,😅), but yes, you might be right. That sentence… if she isn’t participating… what are you doing then? And yes, that other sentence is better. I have to take my work (as a fan,lol) more seriously. Sdicsjdlncinsldcnlcjvls LOUIS JUST TWEETED LIAM???? Jfdbhkdbffvdfkv WHAT IS HAPPENING!!!!No, but my friends are idiots, jajajja, because I like a lot of Spanish music, actually. Like from the 80s and such,jajajajaj. And once, we were watching OT el reencuentro, and I knew all the songs and they wouldn’t stop teasing me, jajajaj. And o was like: see?? I like Spanish music. OLD Spanish music. Now, even Bisbal sings reguetón 🤦🏻‍♀️.I have to babysit my cousin on Wednesdays starting this week, so good. Bc I only work on Tuesdays and weekends. And someone else have offered me to babysit their children occasionally, so good good. More money for me to spend on the boys.

No idea what is Terra Chat. I guess i was too young? But i do remember messenger! You talked for 6h each day? Thats insane! I could not talk for so many hours. I would run out of topics or something. First time you failed anything, and you 6? Wow. Go big or go home, right? Jajajajaja. Luckily i dont think i’ve ever had any problem with the internet🤔. Its a lifesaver, really. (4)

Seriously, Terra’s chat was the boom back them, jajajja. But I was like 15, so maybe you were still starting to walk, jajajaa (I DON’T KNOW!!)? And yes we would talk for 6h every day. I would eat dinner at my computer, the days I would eat something at all. I lost 4kg the first week I started talking with him,jajajaja. IT WAS TRUE LOVE 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 (gaaa, I used to be the most embarrassing teenager you can imagine,jajaja (haven’t change much, I admit)) [philosophy moment of the day] Kids from today’s day should know the struggle to not be able to text every moment of every day. Having to compact your words into 180(?) caracteres, bc you only could send a text, and it costed money! EVERY. TEXT! Uffff, that gives personality to someone,jajaja. They have so easy to communicate these days😌. [end of philosophy moment]

You also have a JHO shirt????😍😍😍😍 one shirt for each? Well then, 2 more to go. I’ll swear, someday i’ll get myself something like that. What?! You didnt like Niall??? Soraya!! How so? He was lovely! Yes!! He (& his team) is doing so good! He’s conquering the world and im here for it. And also, his new dressing style is a blessing. I love the trousers he wears for the shows. He looks really handsome😍 (5)

The better part of them putting out they’re careers at different times is that you don’t notice you’re spending so much money,jajaja. Because everything is so expensive!!!! Don’t remind me, I’m ashamed I didn’t like him. 🤦🏻‍♀️. It’s not that I didn’t like like him. I just didn’t see anything special about him?? How??? Was I blind??? Probably! But now I just jsdkhfiowjefijowef love everything about him. And yes, absolutely yes no his new style. I can’t wait to see him in person, omg!!! I’m so excited already, jajajaja.

Over again? Listen, can you belive that i discovered very recently that when they sang “hole in the middle of my heart like a polo” there werent talking about shirts?!! I used to hate that sentence bcs it made no sense to me! But they are talking about candys!! Of course. Solo songs. How did i forget?? Small stage? Mymy. You are a genius😂 Oh cool. I know nothing about cameras, but this one has an impressive name. JAJAJA. (6)

Jajajajajaja, I was shocked too when I knew about that too! Jajajaja, I remember thinking, oh that’s makes much more sense that a shirt with a hole??? Jajajajajja. But I love that song live, seriously. You’d have to hear me and see me the concerts I perform in my car!!! 🤣🤣🤣🤣. I lose it with that song! My dream? To drive for 5-6-7 hours singing every 1d and solo songs, singing (screaming) every song, and with other four friends/fans. That’s my dream. Jajajaja. No dram job. No being rich. No nothing. Just singing 1d songs, jjajajaja.

Okaaay. I will call you if necessary. Same goes for you. JBieber and Zayn? What about them? Are they making a colabo or something? Are you asking about my toughts on them?? Sorry. Im a bit lost. (7)

No god, how could you Thing they would be collaborating, 😖, jajajajaa. No no. Your thoughts on them. Nah, I asked be I was going to tell you things my mom says about them, but I don’t want to offend you if you like them, jejeje.

Guess what. My friend (who is the most up-to-date on pop culture and music, and the one i always tell my theories to) called me yesterday “la reina del ocultismo”. (Just bcs i said that Shawn latest song sounded queer to me). JAJAJAJAJAJA. Anyway, I felt so proud. I might be crazy, but at least i have cool name. And i dont get bored🤷 (8)

LA REINA DEL OCULTISMO!!! Oh yes!!!! Jajajajajaa. Hey, I don’t follow very close Shawn, just what I see in my dash, or I’ve hear the songs they play on radio, but girl!!! He so gay!!! (And I don’t want to be offensive, okay? Offensive as in assuming he’s gay or something (wow, they just started playing It Isn’t in My Blood by Shawn,jajja) just because stereotypes). I saw and interview the other day, and he’s stance…mymy. But, well, again, I don’t know anything about him. “I might be crazy, […]And i dont get bored” #aboutme, jajjaja. And, please, share you’re crazy theories with me!!! Jajaja

YES YES YES. Of course i read fics. I read them everywhere, shamelessly. On the train, on the subway, at college, at family dinners (that one was risky, i must admit). JAJAJA. But sadly i have too many fics on the “to read” list. Bcs i dont feel like reading something with the length of a book on the phone, and also bcs once i start i cant stop until im done, so its quite inconvenient if i have to study. So, yes. I read them. What were you reading yesterday??? (9)

Same!! I read fics everywhere. I don’t worry to much about my family knowing I’m reading, bc no one understands English. But I freak out every time I let my iPad with a fic opened, bc they can see Harry’s or Louis’ name and I don’t want them to know I’m reading about them,😅😅. I run out of fics to read sometimes! That’s how much I read, jajajja. They’re always part of my bedtime routine, jajajjajaa. And, well, I was reading a fic, I liked it a lot, but I checked the author and she’s a bit “questionable”, so… I’ll reserve my opinion, if you don’t mind. I read someone’s opinion on the fact that people write stories about Harry and Louis, but then they don’t think they’re gay (as in part of LGBT+ community), and believe Louis is a dad, and all the rest. And they said why that is wrong, bc they’re fetishizing gay relationships. And it made sense. And if a queer person (I don’t know if I can use that word, sorry) says that, I have to believe it, y'know. So, when I read a fic from an author I don’t know, I check their blog, just to see. And I saw that, so I won’t be sharing the fic, sorry (which is a pity, but… 🤷🏻‍♀️)

Yeah. It was totally predictable. I know know. But…he looked cute. Well rested. Happy. And we had been deprived for too long so it was a gift to see him again. Thats it for tonight. Sleep well😙 (10)

He always looks well rested after a few days with his boy,jajajaj. I can’t wait to see what the future has planed for him. And also, I’m so curious about this new LiLo thing 🤔🤔. What’s all about? They now tweet each other. Liam talks about him all the time… we’ll see, we’ll see.

Well, that was a productive morning shift, jajaja. I’ve been almost 4h writing this,jajajajaa. The whole morning! Now, I have to check everything is correct before I close to go for lunch,jajajja. Thank youuuu. Bye bye!!

Pd: waaaa, I almost forget about my limo (liam,jajja). Well, I was going to bed, but before it I looked out the window, and called him. I was calling for a good half an hour. And then a black cat appeared, and I thought hey! they are coming! Then another black and wait cat came. And I didn’t stop calling Liam. And HE CAME!!! He came to my window, where Honey and I were. And I told him to jump, but his so fat… jajajjaa. So I called at my house phone so my mom would go to open the backdoor, and I went out from the front door. And when I reached my window he was up there, but he couldn’t go in, bc I had closed it, so Honey wouldn’t go out. And he jumped and went to the back door to wait for my mom no open the door, and then he run and run till my room, jajajaj, to see if there was food in his bowl. And, just that. They I “bath” him. And gave him a pill to desparasitarle(?), and put him a collar para las pulgas? Jajaja. And then I feed him. He was exhausted and hungry. My poor boy. I don’t know why he keeps going ou, if he doesn’t like it,jejeje. Honey kept smelling him bc he smelled different, just FOR A DAY OUT!! (Jo, hablo TANTO!!!) Thanks for asking, love.

#anon #kjdfnfviubdfvubiugrfd #I talk a lot #hey have you listened IDGAF by Dua Lipa??? I love it!!

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