#so much for treating people with kindness ringtones?
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lleaudau · 6 months ago
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Stop this is so stupid, no one cares, but I need to do something so just posting: I’m leaving the Marauders fandom because eveyrone is just so mean. I’ll say something and everyone will go after me? I genuinely feel like crying right now like I’m holding back tears like actually because of the fandom and I’m sensitive I know but oh my god? Everything i say about the fandom is always directed at the toxic fans, not everyone but boo everyone comes on me calling me a bad person like I didn’t do anything? I don’t even wanna draw these characters anymore, or write fanfiction about them. Why can’t this fandom just be calm? For once? Just be respectful and nice and learn how to read. It’s not what they say but more so how they say it. They want to be mean. And everyone just agrees with them? I know I might come off as ‘rude’ when I post stuff but I mean it always sarcastically, I genuinely don’t care if you like Fanon only how you choose to idk choose to treat others if they have a different opinion. If I do offend anyone, I’ll apologise, if I get into a debate, I’ll make sure to always thank them for not escalating the situation. I always write in my posts(one that I think comes off as more ‘mean?’ Idk) that it’s okay if you like this and it isn’t directed at you, only toxic fans. But still no? Why can’t we be nice? Also, why is it always directed towards people that like canon? People that prefer fanon make posts like that but they don’t get the hate. I don’t even wanna think about these characters because I’ll think about the comments and I’ll become sad again but I love these characters so MUCH but I feel like I can’t love them. I don’t know, I’m just being sensitive but it still hurts,, this rambling was kinda useless but oh well I’m just done with this fandom.
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logansargeantsbabymom · 6 months ago
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Too Good To Say Goodbye pt8
Logan Sargeant x Fem!Reader, Lando Norris x Fem!Reader
A/N: First I wanted to say thank you to everyone for all the kind messages I've been receiving, I keep rereading them and tearing up. It lets me know that there are genuine people in the world and that I can take a few days or a week to finish a request. Sorry this part took a bit longer due to the short break I took, I'll try my best to get the request I have out in a timely manner!
warnings: cursing
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A drive to Lily's that normally would've taken 25 minutes depending on traffic only took Lando 10 and I think the way he is flooring it right now has been the fastest he's ever driven in his life. I mean anyone could've easily mistaken him for Max Verstappen in this moment and rightfully so, my bastard of an ex-boyfriend and baby dad is an absolute dick for what he just did.
I get being upset that I'm pregnant and that my boyfriend right now is treating me 10x better than you ever will but actually spoiling the gender for us AND spoiling the fact that I'm carrying twins is on another level of insanity.
When we dropped Yelena off, Lily had told us she wasn't going to be expecting a baby pick up anytime soon. Which by the way, God bless Lily for just being able to drop whatever she had planned for today to be able to watch my kid while Lando and I dealt with baby daddy drama.
The blaring sound of a ringtone is what yanked me from deep in my thoughts. I picked up the phone to look at the caller ID before answering and placing it on speaker "Carlos, now is really not a good time". I said while running a hand over my face to try and ease some tension building up.
"Logan's at my place." Lando's knuckled gripped the steering wheel tighter at the mention of his name.
"Why is he there and why does he need to have a conversation with you present?" I questioned
"He told me to tell you and Lando to meet him here to talk to you but wants me present and he thinks Lando is going to kill him." Carlos started, doubt coating his voice as he talked.
"I FUCKING AM" Lando screamed as he pressed down on the gas pedal harder.
I’ve seen Lando upset and even angry before but what I was seeing from him right now wasn’t either of those, this was pure hatred. Lando was seeing pure red in his vision as he was driving, almost hit a pedestrian (who shouldn’t have crossed but people don’t pay attention to signs).
Now that Lando knows he has to book it to Carlos’ place instead of Logan’s he makes a sharp turn, which could’ve easily flipped the car if you weren’t as much of a skilled driver as Lando is.
"BABE! I KNOW YOU'RE MAD AND ALL BUT DON'T CRASH THIS CAR AND KILL ALL 4 OF US!" I screamed as I grabbed ahold of the center console
Something about the fear in my voice as I screamed at Lando seemed to get through this barrier of red he had coating him and he seemed to ease up on the steering wheel and drove a bit more safer.
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Arriving at Carlos house, we were greeted with Carlos standing out front. Lando and I got out of the car and started making our way to the front door of Carlos' luxurious house while Carlos started walking towards us, meeting us halfway.
"Ay, I talk to Logan. He meant no harm pero I think he did. He is in the living room." Carlos said as he patted Lando's tense shoulder before turning his attention to me. "I'm so sorry Logan did what he did. I feel so bad but just know that I'm here for you with whatever you need." Carlos added while he pulled me into a hug.
I've always loved Carlos' hugs because of the level of comfort they always brought was just unmatched. If you're sad, have a Carlos hug, if you're happy, have a Carlos hug, if you don't want a hug, have a Carlos hug. Moral of the story: a Carlos hug can fix everything. Well, almost everything.
"Thank you Carlos, I really needed that hug. I just-" The sound of glass breaking is what caused me to stop mid-sentence and I turned to look over at my boyfriend, only to find him no where in sight.
My heart dropped to my feet when I was met with no sign of my boyfriend and all I could hear from a distance was arguing. Carlos wasted no time in spinning on his heels and running into his house and into the living room where all the arguing was taking place.
"I DON'T UNDERSTAND WHY IN YOUR MIND, YOU THOUGHT IT WAS OKAY TO SPOIL A FUCKING GENDER REVEAL BY POSTING IT ON INSTAGRAM AND ON TOP OF THAT SPOILING THE FACT THAT WE'RE HAVING FUCKING TWINS!!!" the voice of Lando booming louder as I inched closer to Carlos' living room.
"I DID IT BECAUSE YOU TOOK EVERYTHING FROM ME! YOU TOOK MY BABY, MY LIFE, MY GIRL, YOU TOOK IT ALL! I HAVE NOTHING TO LIVE FOR!" Logan shouted in rebuttal, his face contorted in a way I've never seen before and his skin as red as a tomato.
When our eyes locked, I could see Logan's eyes soften but when he opened his mouth to say something, Lando cut him off.
"I DIDN'T 'TAKE' YOUR GIRL, I SHOWED HER WHAT IT'S LIKE TO LIVE IN A HOUSE WHERE SHE DIDN'T HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT DOING SOMETHING WRONG WITH HER EVERY MOVE. I SHOWED HER WHAT IT'S LIKE TO BE IN A HAPPY AND HEALTHY RELATIONSHIP, I SHOWED HER WHAT IT'S LIKE TO BE LOVED BY A REAL MAN! I SHOWED HER EVERYTHING YOU COULDN'T AND YOU KNOW WHY? BECAUSE YOU'RE A COWARD!" that seemed to set Logan off because the second the word "coward" came spilling out of Lando's mouth, Logan lunged towards him in an angry manner.
Before they could make any type of contact, Carlos was in the middle trying to set some type of boundaries between them.
"YOU GUYS ARE NOT FIGHTING IN MY HOUSE! LOGAN, OUT NOW! BEFORE I CALL THE COPS!" That seemed to be enough for Logan to walk away but not before stopping in front of me, his face so close to mine I could feel his breath against my skin.
"I hope I never see you again until your fucking funeral, slut." Logan walked away brushing his shoulder past mine as he did.
I knew Logan felt some type of way towards me since I left him while I was pregnant and refused to give in to all his promises of being a better man for me but hearing those words coming out of his mouth hurt. I always hoped we would be able to work it out for the sake of Yelena but after what he said, I don't know if we can, even if I wanted to.
Everything after what Logan said was blur, I don't remember him leaving, I don't remember Lando running after him and Carlos after Lando, but more importantly, I don't remember my legs giving out under my weight and me collapsing to the ground.
All at once everything started to hit me like a semi-truck. The pain in my knees after the fall, the ache in my heart but also the excruciating pain in my abdomen.
"BABE?! BABY ARE YOU OKAY? CARLOS GET THE CAR STARTED! WE HAVE TO TAKE Y/N TO THE HOSPITAL!"
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The whole car ride to the hospital had to be the worst 15 minutes of my life. Every bump or sudden brake of the car increased the pain in my abdomen by 10. At one point it literally felt like there was an elephant sitting on me, restricting my oxygen intake.
When we finally arrived, Carlos quickly parked in front of the ER doors before rushing inside. Less than 30 seconds after running into the hospital, a group of doctors and nurses came running outside with a gurney.
Seeing them, Lando swung the car door open and quickly got out, allowing them better access to get to me.
Getting transferred from the back seat of the car to the gurney hurt just as suspected but they quickly rushed me in so they could evaluate my symptoms to tell me what's wrong.
No matter how much pain medication they gave me, the pain was still too much to bear.
"Do you want us to give you something to sedate you?" The student doctor said. She sounded genuinely hurt at hearing how much pain I was in.
"YES! PLEASE, I CAN'T DO THIS ANYMORE!" I screamed and I watched as she grabbed the vile of liquid.
Just as the student doctor was done giving me the sedative, I heard the doctor come in.
"So, unfortunately I've got some ba-AH NO! WHAT DID YOU GIVE HER?"
"I- Uh, Gave her a sedative?"
"YOU'RE NEVER SUPPOSED TO DO THAT WITHOUT CONSULTING ME! THE SEDATIVE IS GOING TO DO MORE HARM THAN GOOD!" that was all I heard before slipping into unconsciousness.
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After I fell unconscious and was of no use, my doctor made his way to the waiting room to have a talk with Lando in order to figure out the steps going forward.
Once Lando locked eyes with the doctor, he shot up from his seat "Doc, how is she??" Lando asked as he searched the doctors face for answers.
"Unfortunately your girlfriend has a rare condition that affects the babies called Monochorionic Twins, which is where the babies share the same placenta and amniotic sac which can cause tangling of umbilical cords, imbalance of nutrients, blood and problems to other vital organs. Your girlfriend also has a history of major bleeding, vomiting and dehydration during pregnancy which also puts her at risk. We have to operate to save them, the babies have a 25% chance of survival and would have to be in the NICU for many months whereas your girlfriend has a 75% of surviving with minimal damage to any part of her reproductive system. " the doctor started, he tried to look and sound as sympathetic as possible.
"What are you saying Doc?" Lando asked, his breath and hands shaky and his knees trembled beneath him.
"You have to choose who we save, your babies or your girlfriend."
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Again, thank you guys so much for the overwhelming amount of support I've received in the past few days. I appreciate and love each and every single one of you guys and I hope you enjoy this part.
Unfortunately this series is coming to an end soon but I really don't want to say goodbye to it yet.
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hel-phoenyx · 1 month ago
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New Year's Eve, Interlude
A little text with no incidence on the story because I am bored in the plane, still a part of @corneille-but-not-the-author's @soupedepates's and my collab
They've been blowing up my phone for hours now.
It started with Oli. They sent at least a hundred text messages. Started calling at some point. Oli is not a caller. I must have done something to deserve that.
Then it was Kaizarz. Seventeen missed calls in half an hour. The count probably exceeds the two hundreds now. Usually I would be afraid after the first twenty calls, because that means I would get an earful. It got to thirty when I collapsed.
It was nice knowing you, I told Oli Domi and Meili when that happened. I barely survived the scolding. And the hug afterwards.
I don't think I will survive his hatred.
Then it was Meili. He called once, Twice. Sent a text. Then ten. His ringtone is burgundian lullaby since I joked about our long-awaited aryanification. I can recognize it.
Meili is not the kind to be that insistant.
After that it was Brynja. And Aarni. Then Hector and Thorfinn. I picked up none of them.
Nothing from Domhildr.
Of course. Why would she call you? You hurt her. She told you she loved you and what did you offer her? Silence.
Did she say that to make me feel better?
She could never love someone like me.
I do not deserve someone like her.
I do not deserve her feelings.
I do not eat. Do not shower. Do not do anything. Kriss is the one blowing up my phone, now. I don't answer.
Just leave me alone. Stop clinging to me. What am I to you?
The second choice?
I hear a knock on my door. It's morning, judging by the sun's angle on my window. It looks like I fell asleep on my couch. Still in yesterday's clothing.
I would like not to answer, but the door opens without me wanting to. Behind it is the worried expression of my brother-in-law.
Relief seeps through his worry wrinkles when he sees me prostrated on the sofa.
"Thank gods! I thought you did something irreparable."
"......... Gustav?"
He nods, sits next to me. Brushes a lock of sweaty hair off my face.
"You scared Kriss to death, you know. To the point she told me where was the emergency key to your flat."
"what....... why?"
"Well, you're her brother. And even if she calls you a piece of work, she cares, so, so much about you, kiddo."
I can taste something on my mouth.
Blood?
"Don't..... Call me kiddo. Please."
"Too bad, you need to be a child right now. So I will treat you like one and ask you to tell me what happened to warrant such a crisis."
He's still smiling.
Stop.
Stop.
Stop.
"I've just.... Hurt people. Again."
"As one does. I'm not asking you to wallow in self-hate, said Gustav softly. I just want to know the context."
"........ Context is, I don't know how to communicate."
Gustav has a little laugh.
"That's not new."
"...... It's worse."
"I can see that. But you won't solve anything with despairing away in your flat."
His finger pinches my cheek.
"Hey, tell you what. Come spend a little time home with the kid and I. When Kriss returns you can tell her about all this, but in the meantime I'll brew you tea and get chocolate out and maybe we can bake you a cake, how about that?"
...
In fact
I would like that very much.
Seeing the family I don't loathe.
Forget all this for a moment.
But
".... Gustav?"
"Yeah?"
"Why all this? Are you doing this because Kriss asked you to?"
He smiles.
"Of course not. I have known you before her, Tyr. I care. And I will always, always, care."
I am sat on my sister's couch, mug in hand, while my nephew all-excited is baking me my favorite chocolate cake. I hope he's not messing the kitchen up, while his father is not here to look at him. But Gustav seems confident in his abilities.
He's now sitting next to me, his hand stroking mine. The good one.
"Goodness, he ends up saying. That is a fucked-up situation."
"I'm sorry."
"No, I am. I told Fenrir I saw you. Didn't expect him to do that."
"....... Me neither."
Gustav sighs.
"He got too far. And Domhildr... As much as I feel bad for her, she didn't exactly choose the right way. To tell you that, I mean."
"Was there even a right way?"
"I mean, there is certainly a better one than asking you to kiss her after Fenrir got to your head, and getting away when she heard your silence. Like, sure, you handled that poorly, and you will have to make things right. But this was.... Heated to say the least."
My eyes are fixated on the swirls in the tea. Black, no sugar, with cinnamon. Gustav's emergency bad day tea. Sometimes I can see a smiley face calling from me in the movements of the liquid.
I can't believe that face is truthful.
"I think.... She said that to snap me out of it. Why wouldn't she? Poly or not, there's people... Far more lovable than me."
There's Oli. There's Kaizarz. Fuck's sake, there's Sigismund. That I hope will manage where I failed. Making her happy.
Gustav smiles a little sadly.
"Dear me, Fenrir really got through your head."
"It's not Fenrir. Not only. It's also... I can recognise when people have had sex together, Gustav. I've tried to hard to see those hints on you and Kriss, you know. And yesterday... Oli and Domhildr..."
I sigh.
"I sound petty and jealous and I probably am but it cristallized the fact I am, once again, the second choice."
There's a silence. Gustav just looks at me for a long, long while. I can hear the kid having fun in the kitchen, probably mixing the cake batter judging by the noise. Before, finally, Gustav squeezes my hand.
"Tyrfing, you are not the second choice of anyone. You are my brother-in-law, Kriss's baby brother, Brynja's favorite person in all the world. You are Kaizarz's, Meili's and Oli's best friend. And it would look like you are, also, one of the people Domhildr loves."
His smile is shining like the sun.
"So please, don't put yourself down like this. You are, as everyone you love is, your own person."
It may be what kickstarts the crying.
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fandom-trash-xl · 1 year ago
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DOMESTIC UNIVERSE CROSS ARC
A rewrite of a 2017 mini fic
Well, this is a big throwback rewrite I wrote on a whim based on the plot of two old mini "chat" fics- two rewritten chat dialogues with a new fully written in fic prose part 3! A little self-challenge to revisit old content and work off of it. A bit of Frieza, Kuriza, Frost, and a little Hit.
General Preface Notes:
There are no ties to "Shattered Ice" or any of my Frabba shipping content.
This does not reflect my current depictions of Frit- I still ship it, but there's implications of... stronger shows of affection that I tend not to delve into much.
The headcanon I use has no biologically female Arcosians- you'll see why.
The setting is somewhat of a "domestic fluff" world that allows the universes to intersect and the characters within to casually interact. No need to take it too seriously to canon.
Here's the original versions of parts 1 and 2 if you want to check them out: "More Kuriza Stuff" and "Kuriza Thing, Part 2"
PART 1 (SCENE SET: A CAFE in the OTHERWORLD; "just visiting", FRIEZA is conversing with COOLER) FRIEZA: And then, the hopeless fool, he just starts screaming- (mocking FROST's voice) "Treat me like some sort of neophyte will you? I'll show *you*!" (his ringtone, "Cold as Ice", starts sounding from his pocket) Blast... and right at the good part. Hang on a moment, I need to take this. (answers) Hello? FROST: (nervously on the other end) Uh, h-hello, Frieza... FRIEZA: (sigh) What is it, Frost? FROST: Um, I'm sure you don't want to hear this, but I'm kind of calling you from an ambulance. FRIEZA: Ambulance?! What happened over there?! FROST: Well, everything was going just fine and then Kuriza just collapsed all of a sudden. (a pause, prompting him to frantically clarify) It's not like I accidentally stuck my needles in 'im or anything! FRIEZA: (sternly) Frost. Did you give him anything to eat? FROST: Nothing out of the ordinary, the usual pantry fare, plus I had gone to the store and brought over some brownie- (mutters) Ah shi- FRIEZA: Frost. What the hell did you do to my son? FROST: There may have been nuts in those... FRIEZA: How many times did I have to point out the very obvious red 72 point note on the fridge that told you not to feed him those?! This is why! FROST: I thought it was just because he didn't like them... or because eating a chestnut would be cannibalism in a sense- FRIEZA: It's because he's *allergic*, you dolt! FROST: Well, the box just said it *may* contain nuts! I was betting on "no"! I've never found one- FRIEZA: (grumbles and rubs the bridge of his nose) Well, clearly your amateur status extends beyond your fighting "prowess" or lack thereof. At least you have better skill in *that* than in taking care of children. I'm coming over there! Tell the people at the hospital that they'll need a second stretcher for when I'm done with you! FROST: Frieza-senpai, please, it was a genuine mis- (FRIEZA hangs up) COOLER: Hmph. Didn't know your stories about that twit weren't exaggerating that much. FRIEZA: Yes, clearly Frost wasn't the best choice to babysit Kuriza. Let's try this coffee thing again sometime, when your nephew *isn't* in medical danger. COOLER: If not for that old crone being so jittery around us, I'd say I'd come along as an... *extra hand*. FRIEZA: (chuckles, a little shaky because of the circumstance) No need, brother. I'm perfectly capable of delivering the due punishment by my own hand. Now, I'm off to hand my babysitter's tail to him on a bloody platter for endangering my son's life. Ta-ta~ ------------
PART 2 (SCENE SET: A HOSPITAL RECEPTION AREA, a frantic FRIEZA has stormed up to the main desk) FRIEZA: Please tell me my Kuriza is going to be fine! Tell it to me straight! HOSPITAL RECEPTIONIST: Mr., umm, Frieza, is it? We can assure you that your son will be alright, he's stable. A minor reaction, just from a trace amount. FRIEZA: (mentally) Minor?! Geez, dramatic even in anaphylaxis... HOSPITAL RECEPTIONIST: Thankfully, your sitter found the epipen and called right away. Otherwise, his recovery may not have been as smooth as it was. (FRIEZA suddenly realizes that he was wrong about FROST) FRIEZA: I see. And where is that sitter of mine now? HOSPITAL RECEPTIONIST: Last time I checked, he was trying to hide himself in a gardening magazine. I don't know about now. FRIEZA: I'll find him one way or another... FROST:(nervously squeaks, causing FRIEZA to turn and see him in the crawl space beneath the waiting room chairs) FRIEZA: Frost, come out of there! FROST: Plea- Please, spare me Frieza... FRIEZA: Stop resisting. (pulls FROST from out of the chairs) FROST: P-Please, I have- (FRIEZA hugs him instead of attacking) Huh? FRIEZA: Thank you. Sure, your actions from the start were... *reckless*, but your quick reflex to call for help saved Kuriza's life. FROST: Much obliged but- could you let go? This is getting kind of awkward. FRIEZA: (release) Yes, of course. I was hoping you'd say something. FROST: Heh. FRIEZA: Now, what were you talking about earlier? FROST: What? FRIEZA: You said you had soemthing. FROST: (sigh) Well I guess that cat's out of the bag... FRIEZA: What cat's out of the bag? FROST: I should have told you earlier, but... I... I have a... (Swallowing, he still can't say it- he taps to his lower abdomen then makes a cradling gesture with his arms; FRIEZA gets the picture) FRIEZA: (cries out as loud as allowed in a hospital) Pardon?!?! You- FROST: (nods) Awhile back... before you called me to take care of Kuriza, I was having some awful pains, sick to my stomach. Then, the unexpected happened. All of a sudden, I laid an egg. FRIEZA: You... laid an egg? But who would be the- (notices FROST looking a bit nervous as the answer hits him) Ah. Anyway, if I knew you were about to become a father, I wouldn't have hired you on such short notice. My plans could have waited. You could have declined. FROST: Yeah, but I wasn't ready to tell anyone. Hit nearly passed out when he found out about the egg and, considering he's a tough assassin, I wasn't sure how other people would react. I just... wanted life to seem normal again, even if it was just for a few hours. I was still a bit frazzled, so that's why I wasn't at my best when taking care of your son. FRIEZA: I understand now, Frost. We need to get you home. FROST: Why? FRIEZA: So you can look after your egg, obviously. The thing needs warmth. FROST: I put it under a heat lamp, it should be fine. FRIEZA: No heat lamp can beat a father's warmth. (FRIEZA gestures to the gem on his chest. FROST touches his own to find that it has significantly warmed up.) FRIEZA: Here. (pulls money out his wallet) This much should cover the bus fare to your place (as he speaks, he takes a little more out), and perhaps some melatonin drops from the drugstore. FROST: Wait, why do I need mela- FRIEZA: (dead serious glare) You will need all the sleep you can get while you can. Now, head to the bus stop down the street and get home. FROST: What about Kuriza? FRIEZA: Ugh, excuses, excuses, Frost. Kuriza's going to be fine now that his father's here. Now, get home! I shouldn't have to tell you again. FROST: O-of course... Thank you. (nervously leaves the hospital) ------------ PART 3 (NEW!) TUMBLR HATES IT FOR SOME REASON! Here it is on AO3! LINK: https://archiveofourown.org/works/51795625/chapters/130950829
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sagethegremlin · 1 year ago
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since leitmotifs is your thing, I would love to see your personal analysis on the evolution of the ringtone "over the horizon" by Samsung. quite frankly, I think it is a very important thing to analyze, as something so trivial as a ringtone has shaped our view of a phone.
/hj and /lh looool
Ok so ringtones are something that most people never really think about in their day-to-day lives. It's a noise we hear all the time, and something that we most often will take for granted with how much it is "overplayed" to us. Personally, I've only ever had an iphone so I am not at all used to Samsung's ringtone, which I feel gives me a unique perspective on the matter.
So without further ado, I'll take this year by year and then analyze my results at the end
2011 (Galaxy S2): This is off to a great start. We have a good theme, and the percussion behind it is perfect. This is the kind of ringtone you want to have in your pocket. The kind that says "we're in a disney summer movie montage and we're living our best life!" Overall, a great start.
2012 (Galaxy S3): This one feels like it's trying to do too much. It still has the core leitmotif from the first ringtone, but gone are the feel good vibes of the percussion. Every note that is rung in here feels like it's trying to personally attack you, and that's not even to mention the drums! Everything here is too sharp, and the violins come completely out of nowhere. This definitely feels more like what you would expect a ringtone to be, rather then something that makes you smile when you hear it.
2013 (Galaxy S4): OH WE'RE SO BACK. This is definitely more aligned to the feel of the first one, but it also did so much more without seeming like it was trying to! This is the first one that really uses the core theme more like a leitmotif, and treats it as "this is the melody that you're used to, as a little treat, but check out this too!" and that's exactly what it should be! All in all, this one's just lovely.
2014 (Galaxy S5): This is pretty much just like the 2013 one but I definitely noticed that the parts where the orchestra crescendoed were much stronger, giving it a much more prideful feel.
2015 (Galaxy S6): Ok I'm not saying this one is bad, but it kinda comes out of nowhere and has this vibe to it like you're either about to get a news report or witness a major moment in a coming of age edited in imovie. It also just kind of abruptly cuts off? There's no musical resolution here and that makes me sad. :(
2016 (Galaxy S7): This one starts off so good. It's got a good beat to it and we're vibing so hard dude. But then, it uh, uh, it kinda struggles? I get that was how it composed but it honestly feels like someone on a marimba is struggling to keep time and it makes me nervous like girl we do not need these eighth and sixteenth rests in here we are perfectly fine without them thank you (still better than 2015 tho).
2017 (Galaxy S8): HELLO??? GIRLIE WHERE DID YOU COME FROM THIS IS THE BEST ONE YET! THE BUM BUM BAAS??? Anyway this one is genuinely so incredibly incredible. It starts off with a good beat that it continues to keep up throughout, it makes good use of the leitmotif, and there's a bunch of guys vocalizing in the background like who's idea was that that's incredible!!! :D
2018 (Galaxy S9): This is literally just the emotional climax of a coming of age story it isn't even a ringtone anymore.
2019 (Galaxy S10): Oh she wants to be the sims 4 character creator theme so bad. Anyway this one also doesn't really feel like a ringtone but not in a bad way! Girlie is going off in the string instrument department and it is paying off this just feels great. And the way they do the original leitmotif in the chimes at the end? Oh I love her.
2020 (Galaxy S20): This one is kinda sweet and chill. It definitely feels like it's being played on either a sitar or a mandolin, and it uses that to create a very chill vibe. There are no background instruments or percussion at all, so that really just further proves that these are straying more and more away from the sound of a typical ringtone (for better or for worse). I will say, this definitely feels like something I would try to fall asleep to, not like something I would use to remind me to pick up the phone.
2021 (Galaxy S21): She's so pretty??? I would say that this also has a similar vibe to the last one but I like it a lot more. The piano is absolutely beautiful and I really really enjoy it. And even though this also doesn't really feel like a ringtone, I'd argue that it's better at being one than the 2020 one.
(We're gonna stop there cuz I feel like it.)
If I were to rank all of these, I would say from best to worst: 2017, 2014, 2021, 2013, 2019, 2011, 2020, 2018, 2016, 2015, 2012
Ultimately, I feel like something like this is very interesting to look at. We can see overtime Samsung trying different strategies with this and how that reflects on their future models for it. For example, we ended up with most of these reflecting what I've been calling the "coming of age story" vibe, and we notice how they strive to create much more of a beautiful song to listen to than something trying to alert you of calls. All in all, an interesting look at such a mundane part of life.
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toujokaname · 2 years ago
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Get Along / Episode 6
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Author: Kino Seitaro with Akira
Characters: Arashi, Tatsumi, Kanata, Hokuto, Hiyori
"Though as a unit, we triumphed against Eden, we're still rivals. In the end, I couldn't surpass him."
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Location: Seisoukan Common Room
Season: Winter
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Arashi: It's ready, you guys~♪
How about it, take a look at the presentation! I was very careful ♪
Tatsumi: Fufu. Excellent presentation, Arashi-san. I think it looks great.
Arashi: Riight? I love these kinds of delicate tasks ♪
Kanata: The fish I sliced up also turned out to be a part of the "quiche"~
I think it "looks" and "tastes" delicious ♪
Hokuto: Though halfway through, Kazehaya-senpai was doing most of the cooking.
Really, you're pretty dexterous. All I could do was check the heat levels, but do you have cooking expertise as well?
Tatsumi: It's not like that. Since I was hospitalized for a long time after my leg injury, I just paid more attention to meals than others. It's simply the result of my injury.
Well then. Now that we've served everyone—let's eat before it gets cold.
Salmon quiche, Hiyori-san's favorite, and vegetable soup. Served with pickles as garnish.
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Hiyori: Yup. It certainly looks perfect! More than enough for amateurs!
The real concern is the taste, though. My tongue can't be easily impressed, you know?
Nom, nom...
Kanata: What do you think? How does the quiche "taste"...? ♪
Hiyori: This taste is...
...Ordinary! Much too ordinary!
I can feel the effort you guys put into this. But as expected, it's hard to make it on the spot, isn't it?
Kanata: I see~ What a "shame".
Tatsumi: We tried our best, but it's no match to what Hiyori-san usually eats.
Hiyori: Yup, it's true. I'll be treating you to a quiche of my recommendation another time, so you can use it as a reference.
But... It made me happy.
The flavor conveyed everyone's sincere feelings, so naturally, it brings a smile to my face—
Fufu, everyone seems to be in a much better mood than yesterday ♪
Hokuto: That's right. At this rate, practice for the reading drama will go smoothly.
We're supposed to perform as five people who get along well. We have to be more closely involved than we usually are.
Hiyori: Mhm, mhm. That's a good goal! Hokuto-kun's "wish" is for the reading drama to be a success. Tatsumi-kun's "wish" is to get along with the members, both of them have made progress ♪
Arashi: Ufufu, that's right. Since I appeared in Kazehaya-senpai's radio show, we've opened up quite a bit to each other. Perhaps I'll tackle my own "wish" next ♪
Kanata: I'd also like to "bathe" with everyone ♪
Hiyori: That's good! Rather than having to work with patience and hardship, the ideal is for everyone to have fun and work toward a single goal.
That's the job of idols who can give hopes and dreams to everyone!
Tatsumi: Fufu. It's Hiyori-san's last job, after all. Everyone can't help but put all their efforts into it. I'm sure the "DJ Classics" episode will turn out wonderfully as well.
(♪~♪~♪~)
Arashi: Oh my, a ringtone...? Sounds like someone's phone is ringing.
Hiyori: ...Oops. Sorry, looks like my parents are calling again. I'm leaving for a bit.
Tatsumi: Understood. If it's going to take a long time, I'll put the food in the freezer—
Hiyori: Ahh, yup. That would be helpful.
I think they're calling me to ask about the preparations for moving out of the dormitory and the selection of a moving company... It's going to take a long time.
Unfortunately, you're going to have to eat without me. We'll meet up at the lesson after this... See you later!
Hokuto: ...Tomoe-senpai. When I see him preparing to move out like this, the realization that he's actually going to retire starts to sink in.
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Kanata: That's right~ It was an unexpected "development".
I have been living in the "same room" as "Ohisama"-san. It will make me feel all the more lonely...
Arashi: I get it. Even in Pretty 5, I was always happy to see his cheerfulness and the way he took care of everyone.
I always thought that such fun activities would continue for a long time.
But, I understand that Tomoe-senpai's position doesn't allow for that.
Inheriting the family business, going to a university abroad—those are the normal ways for the son of a distinguished family to live.
Our Tsukasa-chan also persuaded his parents to let him continue to be an idol, but he was super distressed around the time of the Repayment Festival...
Tomoe-senpai must be in a similar situation.
Tatsumi: Being an idol is a relatively new profession. Even if he is one of the best, it would be difficult to get his parents' understanding.
Hokuto: Tomoe-senpai's retirement is a loss for the idol industry.
It's also a personal loss for me. Ever since confronting him at last year's Summer Live, I've admired him as a formidable senior.
Though as a unit, we triumphed against Eden, we're still rivals. In the end, I couldn't surpass him.
At the very least, I'd like to surprise Tomoe-senpai at the end of this job.
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kleinstar · 2 years ago
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☎👋😍✔️👂
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RELATIONSHIPBUILDING (NOT ACCEPTING)
☎ for your muse’s info in my muses phone (name, ringtone, picture, last text received/sent).
Name: Quincy!!! (maybe he adds a heart or five later hehe) Picture: a picture of quincy napping he snapped one this one time - he'd change it sometimes but its usually him napping regardless, topper is there too Last text sent: [txt] ate this today let's go together next time (text seen ) [txt] im bringing these to topper today ok? *picture of treats* (text seen) [txt] *another very mundane text about something (text seen) ....AND SO ON IT GOES LIKE THAT FOR A LONG TIME maybe some noes or yesses here and there, cut by calls etc. Eiden's actually pretty fine with left on read when it comes to Quincy really, if he sees it that means he's probably read it unless its incomprehensible wall of text or something lmao
👋for three things that describe our muses relationship. i struggle(d) with this one for no reason aaaa itd be cool to do more abstract stuff but im so bad at that
long naps after busy day
nights under starry skies before fire
scent of home
Send 😍 for my muse to tell yours three things they love about them.
" Hehe, ehehe.... Just three things? That's funny! I can say more but I don't know if I feel like counting! "
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" I mean saying looks is like almost cheating, too easy but I mean have you seen him --- whaa ? You haven't huh? But also like there's that whole gap with how he looks or even acts sometimes and then how he actually is! I mean nobody's perfect so there's some truth to that too but he really is actually really gentle, attentive, kind and reliable... All of that! He's also really skilled in practical stuff and you know survival skills and all of that and he always teaches me even when I'm not doing so good!! With him being like that he's really good with kids and of course with animals it's like some snow white stuff if snow white was a hot guy? "
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" And uh... how do I say? You know since I'm like ... kind of busybody I keep sometimes taking up a liiiiiiittle too much stuff - I mean not as much as I used to, I've become a little better at taking care of myself - but that guy reaaaaally makes sure I relax right? I'm sure it's on purpose sometimes but sometimes it's probably all unwittingly too.... I don't know if I noticed it myself.... "
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" --- ah but that should be all in past tense okay? But I guess he still is all that so maybe not? Hehe. Anyway that's why I'm here so hehe - will you pretty please throw me something a little stronger than that? Something sweet though, I don't like bitter stuff ok? " this is probably eiden @ bartender already just a little bit tipsy, before quincy was eventually called to pick up hehe
✔️ for a daydream my muse has had about/involving yours.
He can see the water pooling down from the hose, pressing down the dirty blond hair continuing to broad frame wetting his shirt. His shirt would be all white for this, revealing all so easily... The way the fabric would stick to his skin, complimenting the shape of his muscles. As the hose would be pulled off he'd sigh all worn out but content in the fight for summer heat.. He'd brush his weathered fingers through the wet hair and maybe pull the t-shirt's hem up just a little ... Through the shirt you'd be able to see the pecs and the pink hue visible through.
Then he'd look at him and approach --
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" Wait Quincy nooo... We're in public surrounded by all these people-- "
" ..... I'm leaving you here. "
It wakes Eiden up and quick he runs to Quincy, explaining himself in rapid fire pace that Quincy doesn't really seem to bother in deciphering.
Behind the two is left the ad looking for participants for an event in the summer. In big clear letters reads WET T-SHIRT CONTEST.
Send 👂 to overhear my muse talking about yours.
" Oh it was really cute - since he's so big kids would climb over him and all, and he'd sigh but then end up taking them around like it's nothing and -- "
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" ---Quincy! When did you appear there? I was just bragging for you! "
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myhappyxending · 23 days ago
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🌅 morning routine - //are they a morning person? //coffee, tea, milk or juice? //sweet or savoury breakfast? //do they prepare their clothes before going to sleep, or do they prefer to improvise?
🚿 personal hygiene - //shower or bath? //do they prefer their shampoos and soaps plain, or do they like to smell like something specific? //what's their go-to flavor when it comes to toothpaste?
🍕 food breaks - //do they have set times for their meals, or do they eat whenever they feel like it? //are they a home-cooking kind of person, or do they rather get takeouts? //do they tend to have leftovers?
🧹 chores - //are they the one doing most chores in the house? //do they wash the dishes right after a meal, or do they leave them in the sink until it's impossible to ignore them?
🚗 transports - //do they own a car?
📱 phone - //do they use specific ringtones depending on who calls them, or do they use just one for everyone? //what's their background and lock-screen?
😴 sleeping routine - //at what time do they tend to go to sleep? //do they prefer to be in complete darkness to fall asleep, or are they ok with a bit of light? //do they need the door or the windows open, or do they prefer them closed when they go to sleep?
mundane headcanons
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🌅 morning routine -
are they a morning person?
Yes. Regina is so much a morning person that she's gotten looks and grumbled salutations for how chipper she can be.
coffee, tea, milk or juice?
Coffee. Black. With two sugar cubes.
sweet or savoury breakfast?
A mixture of both.
do they prepare their clothes before going to sleep, or do they prefer to improvise?
Regina most definitely plans her outfit the night before. She may not get it out ahead of time, but she knows what she's wearing the next day by the time she goes to bed.
🚿 personal hygiene -
shower or bath?
Both. But there's a time and place for both. So mostly a shower.
do they prefer their shampoos and soaps plain, or do they like to smell like something specific?
Regina prefers her soap to smell floral and clean. It's a light scent that doesn't assault the nasal passages.
what's their go-to flavor when it comes to toothpaste?
Mint.
🍕 food breaks -
do they have set times for their meals, or do they eat whenever they feel like it?
Regina most definitely has set times for meals. She wanted Henry to have structure growing up and was very punctual about it.
are they a home-cooking kind of person, or do they rather get takeouts?
Regina prefers to have home-cooked meals over takeout. But she will indulge in takeout as special treats.
do they tend to have leftovers?
There is usually leftovers so that she can have them for lunch the next day.
🧹 chores -
are they the one doing most chores in the house?
Yes, but Henry does have some chores that he's responsible for.
do they wash the dishes right after a meal, or do they leave them in the sink until it's impossible to ignore them?
The only time the dishes aren't done after a meal is if an emergency happens or she isn't feeling well. Otherwise, the dishes are done right away.
🚗 transports -
do they own a car?
Yes, she does. She owns a 1988 Mercedes-Benz 560 SL R107.
📱 phone -
do they use specific ringtones depending on who calls them, or do they use just one for everyone?
Special people have ringtones, but everyone else has a generic one.
what's their background and lock-screen?
Regina's background and lock-screen have pictures of Henry as a baby (lock-screen) and the latest family portrait the two of them have had done.
😴 sleeping routine -
at what time do they tend to go to sleep?
She tries to be in bed by eleven every night.
do they prefer to be in complete darkness to fall asleep, or are they ok with a bit of light?
She prefers total darkness. Maybe a fire in the fireplace in the winter.
do they need the door or the windows open, or do they prefer them closed when they go to sleep?
In the spring, she likes to sleep with the window open, but other than that, they are closed.
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nctreign · 2 years ago
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𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌'𝐒 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒𝐒
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✧ 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐊 [ mabby ] the advocate
mark is gabby's advocate
he has a sixth sense for knowing when she's uncomfortable with something being done, and is leaping into action to make it better before she can even think about saying anything
he never wants to see her upset
her crying makes him want to as well because he thinks it means he's failed
let's just say mark's graduation was a nightmare
there's something special about the leader and the maknae, and that holds true for these two
he never wants to appear weak in front of her, but all she wants is to be able to help him
she settles for doing things without his knowledge: keeping the dorm clean, helping with translating during interviews, stopping the others from being too crazy, that kind of thing
they're not super touchy
hand-holding is the exception since mark is always worried they're going to lose her in crowds
he just grabs her hand, swallowing it in his own and pulls her along
she's small and easily distracted- something that doesn't bode well in crowded places
their other obvious skinship is the thing when its cold and she hugs his waist and he wraps his jacket around her
she gets cold super easily so this one is fairly common
he's never failed to help her, so whenever something's wrong that has a solution, he's the first one she goes to
him coming home from 127 to her curled up in his bed? more often than you'd think
she says just knowing he's near is comforting
words are not necessary for these two
they have their own language of glances and eyebrow motions that entire conversations have happened in
mark says she's the scariest member
not only does she have a 'royal look' that can get anyone (not just nct) to shut up and be still, but she never yells
this is good because they know that when she yells that they've really messed up and are therefore terrified
she also switches to french when angry
people think it's a delicate language until you've been on the other side of her screaming it at you
they often get confused together over korean tings
"did you get that?"
"nope"
and since they're too embarassed to ask, they just struggle
but at least they're doing it together
he's the resource when it comes to her hemophilia
knows exactly how to treat a bleed and what to do when she bleeds into a joint
knows how to do her injections
nicknames are a big thing for these two
he straight up refuses to call her her stage name, or her korean name, or her full name, or really anything that isn't gabby or some kind of pet name
she calls him mars or marcus, with the occasional best leader thrown in there because it makes him blush
nightmares are unfortunately common for her, and it usually ends up being his bed she crawls into, even if he's not there
she'll go to his room and get under the covers, then call him if it was bad enough
the other members would be more than willing to help her, but there was something about him that forced her to relax
these late night moments are the only times mark would for real sing
coldplay is the go to- and it usually ends up being a rotation of yellow, fix you, or sparks
those are the songs they've coined as 'theirs'
his contact name in her phone is mars 🧡 and his ringtone is the song crazy in love by beyonce
in his phone, she's princess ☀️ with a ringtone of her speaking french
she does it when someone's upset as a comfort tactic and it works like a charm because it's so uniquely her
he's her number one supporter whenever she wants to try and rap
she knows she's not very good, but he always makes her feel like she is
she cooks all the time, and mark's favorite thing she makes is pain au chocolat
it's a croissant with chocolate in the middle and he loves it so much
then again, he loves anything she makes
the only thing he's ever not liked was escargot, which she made simply because chenle had heard of it and wondered what it was
these two take care of each other in every way they can, though her attempts are more subtle
she'll clean the dorms, cook, control the others, and just generally try to reduce his work load
all she wants is for him to be less stressed, and if it means she's doing the dirty work, she doesn't mind one bit
fan favorite moment
there was a moment when they were in the airport, trying to get through the crowds, and gabby was holding mark's hand as always
she saw a czennie on the ground, and no one was stopping to help her up, they just kept pushing
without thinking, she let go of mark and went to go help, making him freak out
he stopped moving entirely and tried to get back to her but was pushed on by the security guards and managers
the video of him fighting with everything in him to be with her went viral because they saw how much the leader really cared for their maknae
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✧ 𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐔𝐍 [ reiun ] the mother
gabby's parents were less than stellar, solely focused on training their only child to take over the crown that would probably never reach her
that's why renjun has made it his mission to take care of her like she never got when she was younger
he's the one to wake her up in the mornings, and to make her breakfast
he's the one who lovingly nags her and makes sure she has everything she needs
when she came to korea, she didn't know how to tie her shoes
royal training didn't exactly leave time for such trivial matters
renjun only learned about this when he got to practice early one morning pre-debut and found her with a tennis shoe in front of her, her phone next to her displaying a youtube video on how to tie a shoe
she was almost embarassed to tears, begging him not to tell so she wouldn't be made fun of
he calmly listened, assuring her that he wouldn't dare
he then offered to help teach her
so for the next thirty minutes before class started, they sat across from each other, slowly going over the steps of tying a shoe
even though she now knows how to do it, he'll still do it for her
he just pats his leg and she throws her foot up there so he can do it for her
she also didn't know how to do her hair
she literally wasn't allowed to learn, instead having to sit in front of the vanity and let the maids do it
watching them for years and actually doing it were two very different things as she quickly learned
so, after the whole shoe debacle, she eventually worked up the courage to ask him to teach her how to do hair
she'd seen him do it for other trainees and wasn't confident enough to ask him to do it for her, but did manage to ask him how to do it
he practically lit up and immediately taught her how to do a basic ponytail
trying to teach her as much as possible led to him learning more styles, and now he's a master braider
he's taught her many things other than those two
playing piano? renjun
chinese? renjun (chenle says he helped, but he just made it worse)
hula-hooping? art? vocal warmups? all huang renjun
that's not to say she doesn't teach him as well though
she's taught him how to do ballet, how to stick up for himself, and how to control the members just to name a few
they love learning from each other
she loves his birthmark, but is willing to cover it up for him if he wants it
though he wasn't the first to learn about her hemophilia, he was the first to learn how she does her injections
now it's become a weekly party at the dream dorms whenever she does it
he gets frustrated easily with the other members, but not gabby
well not since that night
let's just say he was angry and accidently took it out on her
she ran off and cried, he ran off and cried, and there was just a lot of emotion
chenji were on their way to go beat him up when they found him crying because he felt guilty
there were lots of cuddles that night and we're all good now
but that's why these two are the biggest about talking through emotions
they do it with each other, and are working on getting the others to do it too
he's quite protective, especially when it comes to insults
when someone tries to harm her physically he's more about making sure she's unharmed
but when an anti talks shit
oh buddy you'd best write your will now
known to absolutely decimate people who show up to fansigns just to bully her
he's more inclined to use his words, but his fists have come out in particular situations
nomin are quite literally designated to hold him back should that happen
when it comes to reign, there's a terrifying amount of rage in such a small body
first impressions with these two were strange
renjun thought the tiny girl interrupting practice was some staff's kid, not a trainee
imagine his surprise when she threw down her things and joined the dance like she'd been there the whole time
haechan laughed at the confused face he made and introduced the two
renjun could hardly believe a kid this young had already been training for a year and a half
gabby was just happy to meet a new person
they were quite awkward at first, with renjun unsure of how to treat the young girl and gabby terrified that she'd already managed to make him mad
it wasn't until the shoe thing that they actually began growing close
from there it was one of those things where neither remember when they really clicked, but they can guess it was around the time he taught her how to do hair
fan favorite moment
gabby wasn't aware that renjun was live when she came into his room late at night, freshly showered and with damp hair that would no doubt dry into a complete mess
the camera caught the moment she entered, renjun looking over the phone at something. "i'm live, but i'll do your hair if you want me to."
it was literally a routine at this point for him to braid her hair after she showered because it made mornings easier
next thing czennies know, gabby is sitting cross-legged in front of renjun, him doing her hair absentmindedly while he continued to talk to fans and read comments
he tried to get her engaged a few times, but she was practically asleep where she sat so he just apologized to the fans and continued on
by the time he ended the live, they'd moved to his bed and gabby was dead asleep with her head on his chest
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✧ 𝐉𝐄𝐍𝐎 [ reino ] the guard
reign in jeno's princess
yes, she's a princess in real life
but she's more his princess than the one of saint pierre and miquelon
as such, he treats her like one
piggy back rides, bridal carries, on the shoulder, over the shoulder
this man really loves carrying her
he's the chief of shielding her with his body
this man is quite literally an entire foot taller than her, so he just moves and suddenly gabby is no longer visible
anyone shady coming anywhere in her general vicinity? now they can't find her
he will throw hands for her
and has
it's just a battery charge, what's the big deal?
no but seriously he's so whipped
carries pads in his travel bag just in case because he's seen her panic once when she didn't have anything and he doesn't want it to happen again
also keeps tylenol and hand warmer packets and instant cold packets for when she has a bleed
literally this man is a walking convenience store, but only for gabby
makes sure he's wearing a hoodie or smth on performance days because he knows she'll want something to put over her outfit between getting dressed and having to perform
he loves seeing her wear his clothes
she just looks so stinkin cute in them
platonic kisses are common territory for these two, since gabby loves getting them and jeno loves giving them to her
forehead kisses for comfort and reassurance
cheek kisses for cuteness and greetings
head kisses for hugs and cuddles
nose kisses for cheering up
she's got a couple scars from some of her father's more intense punishments, and he kisses them every chance he gets
alphonse beaumont is not a dumb man- that's why they're only on her stomach and back
there's been very few times when any of her performance or photoshoot outfits have shown them, but jeno takes the time to pull her aside and kiss them before the artists put concealer on them
he also kisses her scars when she's upset about them, usually in between words of reassurance and love
this man really does love her so much
calls her princess or ellie, with the occasional 'gabby baby' thrown in there
she calls him nono or babe
she adores his guitar playing and will always listen whenever he wants to play it
there's a few videos of him playing and her singing that haven't been posted yet but they both kinda hope they will be
he's very aware of where she is and what she's doing at all times
the members call it his 'reign radar'
it's to the point where when someone needs to know where she is, they ask jeno
if he doesn't know, then shit kinda hits the fan
there might have been a minor man hunt when he didn't know where she was and it was like one in the morning
turns out she was just over at enhypen's dorms watching movies and her phone had died but she had well over forty people looking for her
they're a pretty common ship pairing, just because of the protectiveness and genuine love they have for each other
any fanfic written about them is usually bodyguard, coffee shop, or university bad boy AU
they call each other all the time
not even for anything important, just because they like knowing the other is there even when they're on different schedules
staff is more than used to them being on the phone whenever they're getting hair and makeup done, and they'll sometimes even join in on the conversation
he's the one to ask if there's peanuts in the food for her, and the one to make sure someone tastes it before her
he doesn't carry an epi-pen with him because the company prefers that mark has it, but during the graduation period, jeno was the one to keep it with him
though he's mostly the one taking care of her, she does her best to help him as well
when he expressed his interest in learning violin, she brought him to the music store and helped him figure out the best one to buy the very next day
she was also the one to teach him since it was one of the things her parents insisted she learn
up until the day he wanted to learn, she hadn't touched a violin since she was with her family and honestly was so anxious about it
but she forced herself to do it anyway, if only for the way his eyes lit up
through teaching him, she also found herself enjoying it
it was nice now that she wasn't being forced to practice until her fingers bled and the bow was snapped in two
he was the one to buy her a polaroid and now it's nct tradition for gabby to take pictures of everyone whenever she's with them
she's got a whole scrapbook of her members and it's so cute but anywho
he would lay down his life for her in a heartbeat, and she only ever wants the best for him
fan favorite moment
it's been decided by both members and czennies alike that high heels and reign are mortal enemies
though she's tried so many times to walk in them so she seems just a little less midget-like, it never goes well
they were at an award show and she had a new stylist while her normal one was on maternity leave, and the new lady decided to put gabby in heels
all was well until they were about halfway down the red carpet
no one really knows what happened, but jeno saw her begin to fall out of the corner of his eye as they walked, and he scooped her up without hesitation
her heels had fallen off, but jaemin put them back on her feet so they wouldn't be exposed to the cameras
jeno didn't even think about setting her down until they were at their seats, and the cameras have some adorable pictures from that night
it went viral both on stan and local twt
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✧ 𝐇𝐀𝐄𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍 [ dongna ] the vitamin
to gabby, haechan is chaotic happiness
he's dancing in the rain and standing up through car roofs and nighttime shenanigans that will never be mentioned to a manager
he's the one to pull her out of her shell when she just wants to be quiet
this is to say he won't respect when she gets overwhelmed
cuz he's the first to get everyone else to shut up when that happens
but when she's just anxiously shy, he's the one to lock their arms together and drag her into whatever adventure he's going on next
she trusts him more than she probably should with her career and well being
he loves to see her smile and laugh- especially since he never got to when they first joined the company
she was a shy, slightly traumatized girl terrified of messing up
the last thing she wanted to do was laugh at the wrong thing or be obnoxious
that's if she could even understand what was going on
haechan was actually the first to learn how much she truly struggled with korean
he was going into a practice room nearby when he heard her being yelled at by a teacher for not speaking well enough
knowing he couldn't actively go in and interrupt without risk of punishment, he waited outside the room for her to be done
when she came rushing out in tears, he followed
she was so embarrassed to cry in front of him
but he stumbled his way through a couple english sentences to try and make her feel better
the effort was extremely appreciated
he also offered to help her with her korean
she was hesitant to accept, but eventually gave in when she realized she'd just keep getting yelled at
so, he began teaching her korean
it was rocky at first, not going to lie
they had to rely on lots of translators and subtitles and haechan did get frustrated with her
he thought she just wasn't trying
until he found her in one of the rooms at like four in the morning
he'd left his jacket, so he came to find it, and he stumbled on her trying to learn what she couldn't get earlier in the day
she was near tears, mumbling in a strange mix of english and french as she tried to write down the correct hangul
haechan hadn't realized she was already bilingual and that that's why she was so confused
she was having to go from french, to english, to korean every time he wanted her to translate something
once he knew that, their lessons went much better
he'd translate a korean sentence to french and have her move it back
the shocked smile he got when he first did it made him realize he always wanted her happy
even now, when gabby gets confused on something that's happening, she'll go to haechan and hope he was listening enough to be able to help her
he's even learned a very minimal amount of french
she all but jumped up and down when he greeted her one morning in her mother tongue
he's still trying to learn, but progress is slow
he's very touchy with her
it makes him feel better to know he has a hand on her, so she can do their warning tap system when she doesn't feel good
the taps was a system haechan came up with during debut when they were often next to each other during various interviews and promotions
two taps right after the other means 'how are you'
one - good
two - anxious / overwhelmed
three - sick
if he gets three taps, he sends back another two. these ask 'what's wrong'
one - headache
two - dizzy
three - i'm having a cardiac episode and might be about to die
he's only gotten three taps five times in their entire career and for that he's very thankful
she's very good at keeping his chaos in check
one glare and he's calming down, and sometimes it doesn't even take that much
she clicks her mouth once and it's like an unspoken rule to chill out
that's a habit she doesn't even know she has, and her main tell for when she's transitioning from lightheartedly annoyed to genuinely frustrated
it's a great big caution sign for all of nct
haechan's youngest brother loves her more than him
he'll call his family, and they'll be asking to see gabby before him
he's pretty sure they all have each others numbers and message all the time without his knowledge
he doesn't really tease her all that much, since he knows how her brain can turn a harmless joke into an insult
not that it's her fault, but that's how she's been conditioned to think
every once in a while though, she'll subtly give him permission
that's when she gets clowned within an inch of her life
at least until one of the guys notice she's drawing back into her shell
then, they manage to telepathically share this information to everyone else
it really is a well oiled machine
haechan lives to make gabby happy and gabby lives to make sure haechan knows how much he's appreciated
fan favorite moment
gabby decided to join 127 in texas for their origin tour as a surprise to the members
she was going anyways to see her cousin's high school graduation, and it just so happened to line up perfectly so that natalia graduated in the four day gap between 127's texas concerts
so, she came to the dallas concert as a complete surprise to the members. when they'd called her that morning, she'd been in korea
she walked out on stage in the middle of one of their talking segments and inturrupted johnny's speech
the members had all been so excited to see her, especially since they hadn't in two months, but haechan was quite literally frozen in place
after she'd survived the tackle hugs from the older members, she made her way over to haechan who was still stood there with his mouth wide open
she tapped his arm twice, and he gave her a huge hug. when he greeted her, he did so in french, which the members and the fans didn't know he could do
the older members' confusion was quickly turned into memes, and the french interaction was put into compilations for months to come
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✧ 𝐉𝐀𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐍 [ jabby ] the support
quite literally her emotional support dog
jaemin just always knows what she's feeling
he's ready with a hug or a pack of tissues before she even knows she needs it
gabby makes crepes for breakfast every chance she gets, and jaemin has learned what different flavors mean
when she's sad, she'll make nutella crepes
mixed berry means happy
when she's had a nightmare, the next morning will feature banana and caramel crepes
and after a conversation with someone from back home, plain ole cinnamon sugar is baked in excess
jaemin also has a period tracker on his phone
he was with her when she got her first one so there's no awkwardness there
he never had sisters, but has always wanted one, so he says gabby is his
he treats her like a doting older brother, and thankfully not the teasing kind
giving her his jacket when she's cold and carrying her shoes for her when she takes them off
he always worries about her and how stressed she is at such a young age
so he has implemented jabby nights every other week
that's a night where they do face masks and eat ice cream and watch cheesy dramas and forget about the world for a while
he was the first to learn about her hemophilia
she cut her arm on the corner of a table and he thought she was just being dramatic with how much she was freaking out
then he saw how much it was bleeding
might have panicked just a little
that's a lie he was freaking out an about to call an ambulance
she explained everything to him and he got to watch her do her replacement factor
he is now the one to worry the most when she falls
because he's seen the patchwork of bruises that came from an hour of stunts
they all kind of have designated roles at award shows
his is blanket hunter
if he can't find one he just gives her his jacket because he'd rather be cold than see her anxious all night bc her legs are on display
when they were all trying his death in a cup, it got passed around to gabby and she tried it
she just looked confused, not disgusted like the rest of the members
she was expecting something worse tbh
that was like a café serré from home, which she got in bulk
she calls him nana almost exclusively when they're in the dorms, but jaeminnie is pulled out when she wants to act cute
the only time she actually calls him jaemin is when they're somewhere super professional or she's mad at him
he calls her gabby or sunny except for when he's waking her up and she's on camera
him calling her reign is like their code for 'there are cameras here and i don't want you to be unaware'
after ten taught her to hula hoop, she tried to teach jaemin
it ended with a broken pinky for him and a couple bruises for her
she's only been home twice since moving to korea, and she brought him the peaches her town is known for both times
he compliments her constantly
like she'll just be walking and he's cheering for her
he says he does it because he knows how much she struggles with self esteem due to her past, and he wants to to know that he really does think she's awesome
she struggles with the sharp, edgy dancing sometimes, and he's always the first to help her with it
so proud of how far she's come
when he's feeling sentimental, he'll think back to the petrified nine year old he met all those years ago
and how she's changed into the confident, loving young woman in front of him
yes he gets teary. what about it?
gabby loves knowing that jaemin is always in her corner
he's never stopped supporting her and she hopes he never will
she literally doesn't know what she'd do without him
when she got a taste of that during his hiatus, the members were so worried
baby got so depressed and never seemed happy
then he came back and it was like the sun had come out after a storm
she always warns him not to do anything stupid with his back
but is always ready at the end of a long day with a heating pad and painkillers
they love going to do volunteer work together
it just makes them both so happy to be able to help others, and being with each other is another high point
they swap back and forth on who's organizations they go to
on jaemin's turn, they go to the elderly homes and help feed them and just give them companionship
on gabby's turn, they go to group homes and children's hospitals because she wants them to know that it will eventually get better
some of the ones she's known for longer even have her contact information and will call her whenever they need something
these two are just very soft and have a connection most people never get in their lives
fan favorite moment
gabby has a youtube channel called reign's randomness and she brings various idols on all the time
it's really a testament to how many connections she has in the industry cuz this girl has everyone on the show
anyways, jaemin is one of the fan favorite guests because it's almost guaranteed there will be some reminiscing about pre-debut dream and that always leads to both funny stories and adorable moments
there was one time when they were talking about something chenji had done and gabby was laughing so hard she almost fell off her chair
like it was normal, jaemin just caught her and they continued on talking
it looked like something out of a drama
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✧ 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐋𝐄 [ chenign ] the chaos
chenle thinks gabby doesn't know how to have fun
he's determined to fix that
so, he basically just strives to do as much stupid as possible and bring her into it in one way or another
she gets annoyed with it sometimes, but will admit there's a thrill from breaking rules that makes her very excited
they both come from rich families, but are both very conscious of how they act in regards to that
never once have either of them acted like they were better than because of their families' status
he tried to teach her mandarin, but then winwin kindly informed her that her introduction was her saying she wanted monkey hamsters
so she gave him a couple good smacks and went to learn from kun or whatever other wayv member was available
chenle is afraid of spiders and gabby is indifferent, so she's his go to spider-killer
when the dorms get too chaotic, his door is always open
his mom loves her so much omg
mrs. zhong is insistent that she comes over for dinner at least every other week
he gives her very aggressive hugs
we're talking like full on tackle hugs, but he always makes sure there's something soft for her to land on
he gets nervous when they eat outside the dorms because he doesn't know exactly what's in the food and doesn't want her to have an allergic reaction
gabby likes hugging him, especially when it's just a gentle, casual embrace
she'll just loosely wrap her arms around his waist and they'll continue on with whatever they were doing
her wrapped around him like a koala while he cooks? more than you'd think
some host in a variety show made fun of her chinese and he got so mad oh my lawd
stan twt was exploding because they'd never seen him look so angry
she also was a big part in helping him with korean, since she understood the difficulty of learning it
he attributes most of his korean to gabby and her determination to get him to debut with her
she loves his dolphin laugh
always trying to hear it, just because it makes her happy
he also loves her little giggles, but not as much as he loves her full on belly laugh
when something absolutely hysterical has happened, she wheezes and laughs so hard he's kind of worried she's going to fall, but it's hilariously adorable
he is the only nct member to have talked to a member of her family because of that one time they fell asleep together and he thought it was his phone
luckily, it was just oliver and not her parents or anyone else, but he still counts it
in an awkward mix of broken english and their own mother tongues, chenle managed to explain the situation
gabby woke up during the process and just stayed still, letting him think she was still asleep
eventually she relieved him of his misery and took the phone
she knows how much he hides his struggles, so it's her personal goal to make him feel like he can come to her with anything
she'll just hold him and after the silence goes awkward he'll start explaining
then they work together to find a solution or make him feel better
he enjoys buying things for her
not grand, expensive things because he understands she can just get it herself, but the little thoughtful things that actually will make her happy
their 'thing' is night adventures
whether it's to a convenience store for snacks to to a park just to goof off, they love doing stuff at night
it makes her feel free and he likes knowing she feels like that
she's opened up to him about how suffocated she feels, so he does slightly crazy stuff like sneaking her out and going to a children's playground at three am to try and help
they're protective of each other, but more in the way of defending honor
when gabby's not there and someone is talking shit, you'd best bet chenle is going to roast their ass
someone says something about chenle? gabby is putting her hair up and diving in head first
he listens to her kind of like a child to a mother
as in like he knows when he's going too far and needs to be pulled back, and she's the only person who truly succeeds in that
he's the most scared of her royal look
will actively cover up people's mouths when they keep carrying on after she's given that look
it's like her first warning, and he knows the other ones far too well
he's scared of her, but only when she's seriously upset
when she's just annoyed? he takes that as a challenge
but as soon as she clicks her mouth or give him the look he is subdued
chenle loves her very much, though he has interesting ways of showing it and gabby just wants some peace and quiet with her favorite dolphin
fan favorite moment
there was an interview when chenle was practically bouncing off the walls, and it was starting to go past funny and into a distruption
gabby could pick up on the annoyance on both mark and the interviewer's face, and she knew the leader hated to be the bad guy and that the interviewer wouldn't be taken seriously
so she stepped in
she subtly snapped her fingers once to get his attention, then gave him the royal look
he calmed right down
when they got a break, she found him a bobby pin to mess with so he could do something without disturbing the filming
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✧ 𝐉𝐈𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐆 [ gasung ] the soulmate
platonic soulmates.
no i mean like
platonic soulmates, for real for real
they're both o blood types, and in japan culture that means they're compatible
and like, if u look at these two for .5 seconds you'll see how much they love each other
the company wanted gabby to act like the older boys in the way they tease jisung
once these two got to know each other it became very obvious that wasn't happening
she is his baby 1000%
he is over a foot taller than her and it's obvious to a blind person just in the way they act
all he wants is to protect her
all she wants is to make sure he's okay
the hugs between these two are downright legendary
everyone is curious about their hugs just cuz they look so so comforting and safe
but they're only possible between the two maknaes
her being his baby doesn't mean he's safe from her mothering
she just smothers him into telling her what's wrong
only when he's really sad do the french lullabies come out
and when they do, it's a surefire way to make everything okay
he knows how much she hates heels, so he's the designated crutch for when she has to wear them
he also keeps bandaids in his bag for her
she keeps extra waters for him bc he's so forgetful
the hand size difference is insane
the tip of her middle finger barely reaches halfway up his
when he holds her hand, he just engulfs it
she just settles for holding his finger because trying to hold his hand is like trying to hug a house
he gets anxious a lot when it comes to something being wrong with her
this has led to her trying to hide things from him, which didn't end well
when he picks up his phone to the sound of her going 'don't freak out' he's already getting dressed and ready to go help her
her shift from cutie gabby to performer reign is honestly terrifying to him
they do their pre-show handshake
then it's like a switch is flipped
her entire life could be falling apart, but they do that handshake and she's suddenly looking like she's ready to kill
he was the first to witness an allergic reaction and dear god he never wants to see that again
she'd found this random cafe pre-debut that looked interesting and so he took her to it
they went to order and no one would give them the time of day for them to ask about peanuts, so gabby pretty much forced jisung to just order something that sounded safe and go for it
he was getting agitated and she didn't want him to be
they got their food and he ate the first bite to check it, and he couldn't taste anything
so she thought it was ok and started eating
about three bites in, she realized what was happening
this was still during the time she didn't want to worry him, so she just excused herself to go to the restroom
when it had been like five minutes and she wasn't back, jisung went to go check on her
he found her passed out in the bathroom covered in hives and barely breathing
she went to the hospital and was fine, but it was a traumatic day for all
they met when they were ten and twelve respectively so there's a lot of stories of them growing up together
like they quite literally learned about the world side by side, and that's something to be cherished
there's nothing gabby wouldn't do for jisung
she trusts him so much, and if he says he needs a body hidden, she's doing it without question
there was a really sweet moment when they wrote each other sentimental messages and hers to jisung was very short
there is no one in this world i would rather exist alongside. i love you in this life, and the next. i'm so proud to call you my best friend. no- i'm proud to call you my brother.
lots of tears that night. lots.
they do a lot of graceful dances together
contemporary duets have gone viral five or six times now
what a lot of fans don't realize is that it's also their voices singing the songs they dance to
there's videos of them recording the songs and they're actually the cutest things ever
baby gabby kinda clung to jisung because he was the closest to her age and she was scared all these older guys would make fun of her or hurt her
he was the first dreamie to learn anything about her homelife
it was one of those late night conversations that can only be mentioned again when it's dark out
he cried, she cried, they hugged, and he promised her he'd never let anyone hurt her again
pinky promises between these two are like the pinnacle of trust
they hold them to such high standards they're not allowed in games because they don't want it ruined
tldr; they are platonic soulmates and everyone else can suck it
fan favorite moment
when gabby fell at a concert, everyone kind of laughed when she didn't move. they thought she was just being funny or embarassed or something
it was jisung that realized something was wrong
mans full blown sprinted across the stage, and the lights cut out as he dropped to his knees
the audio wasn't cut fast enough though, so the sounds of him panicking and trying to reassure her unconsious form that everything was okay was broadcasted throughout the stadium
it was soul-crushing, but really showcased how much he loves her.
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hi yes im still alive
DON’T MIND ME, I’M JUST--
HAVING A MOMENT TO PROCESS ALL THE LORE AND STORY CHAPTER 6 JUST DROPPED ON US, I CAN BARELY WRITE
AHHHHHHH, I HAVE SO MANY THOUGHTS 😭 kjdbbaufbiafafvoaybo LEMME PUT ON MY THINKING CAP AND THROW SOME STUFF OUT ASDYUBUASDLI;AGVUOQIB;VI You’ll understand why I used Leona’s face here even though it’s Idia and Ortho’s chapter after you read my thoughts--
***Chapter 6 (and other main story) spoilers below the cut!***
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Okay, just to keep it simple, I’ll try to keep things in chronological order!
First is a bullet point list of my thoughts on chapter 6 so far, then all my questions and theories (mostly a biggish theory on Ace) are at the end of the post.
Expectation: Idia cowering in his room, Vil and Rook busting down his door using Epel as a battering ram, dead Ortho theory confirmed
Reality: SWAT TEAM RAID ON NRC, DORM LEADERS (sans Kalim) AND JAMIL GET KIDNAPPED
Admittedly, I’m disappointed to see that the injury Grim inflicted to MC was basically just a cat scratch and nothing more. I thought it would be a lot more impactful if MC had to deal with juggling the realization that Grim has betrayed their friendship and trust while also on the verge of death (or at least while being severely injured)... And given how MC reacted to the attack at the end of chapter 5, I would think whatever struck them was much more substantial than just a cat scratch. I’m going to go out on a limb here and say either the script got scrubbed by Disney, or the intent was that MC was still woozy from VDC / OB Vil, MC felt so betrayed that it shook them emotionally, or that MC was just that weak by default that they can’t defend themselves against cat claws.
Hey, Ramshackle’s finally getting renovated! Proceeds to immediately get destroyed again--
I feel like????????? They tried to retroactively explain why Neige won to try and mitigate the uproar over how VDC ended. There’s some dialogue between the VDC group about how they didn’t perform at their peak because of having just walked out of dealing with OB Vil, and how Neige’s fans were going to vote for him anyway because they resonated with his background. Honestly, I think they should have moved on from that sore spot instead of bringing it up again, even if how chapter 5 ended didn’t personally bother me.
BOOM, HERE COME THE TWST TERMINATORS--
NOT GONNA LIE, THOSE STYX GUYS LOOK HOT SO COOL
AAAAAAND IT’S KIDNAPPING MONTAGE TIME, KIDS
JOABSFHUPAUABDBADB CALM DOWN, RIDDLE??????? YOU’RE GOING TO COMMIT ARSON IN BROAD DAYLIGHT--
Okay, I know this chapter’s focused on Ignihyde and Grim, but the standout part to me (so far) has been the scene where Leona’s being kidnapped. Historically, Leona has not been a character that I like (excluding that one time I had to pretend to like him for a game). I feel like he’s one massive missed opportunity (he didn’t show up much in chapter 2, he’s pretty similar backstory-wise to his Disney counterpart compared to the other Dorm Leaders, he didn’t seem to learn anything or become a better person even a LITTLE after chapter 2, etc.). I’m not a fan of his lazy and arrogant attitude either (even if it is justified by his backstory). But here? THIS IS THE LEONA I ACTUALLY LIKE AND WANT TO SEE MORE OF. 
LIKE????? I CAN’T DESCRIBE TO YOU HOW MUCH I LIKE THIS SCENE???? Yeah, we have Leona fighting STYX at first, but as soon as he realizes who they are, he wises up and surrenders because he knows better than to resist arrest. AND NOT ONLY THAT, but he uses King’s Roar in a smart way--to turn the falling greenhouse glass panes into sand so they don’t hurt anyone nearby (namely him and Ruggie).
And after he turns himself in????? LEONA TELLS RUGGIE TO TAKE CARE OF SAVANACLAW FOR HIM!!! THIS is what a real leader would do. He looks after himself and his people, but he knows when to surrender, AND he leaves his “kingdom” (the dorm) in good hands while he’s away. THIS is the Leona I want to see.
AJBDUASHPFBUABFIABIYFBIPFAAFIAF I ALSO REALLY LIKE HIS SASS WHEN HE JUST THROWS HIS HANDS UP AND ASDBIASBIABAIODDAYOFAIPPADAIDB SAYS “I’ll go with you, but be careful while escorting me, okay? Despite my looks, I'm a precious prince. I’ll get sick/dizzy if you drive recklessly.” SARCASTIC SASSY SMARTASS??????? IF YOU HAD MORE LINES LIKE THIS, I’D LIKE YOU MORE
I love how Azul’s still talking about capitalism/how he can profit from Idia (apparently the Shrouds are like the TWST equivalent of Google??????) as he’s being escorted away by the agents?????? IF I WERE HIM, I’D BE PISSED OFF THAT THEY INTERRUPTED MY BOARD GAME????? At least let the man finish first--
Damn, everyone’s being tasered???????? And apparently all the STYX agents are equipped with anti-magic plates? I guess Bind the Heart can just eat shit then--
Lilia’s ringtone is cute, period.
CROWLEY CALLED STYX TO CAPTURE GRIM???? GRIM IS OFFICIALLY A SCP THAT NEEDS TO BE CONTAINED????
WAIT WHAT CROWLEY’S BEING KIDNAPPED TOO??????? Oh well, the school is probably safer in Trein’s hands anyway--
askhlbfbilhidbabbidasb RIDDLE WAKES UP POST KIDNAPPING AND HE’S USING LEONA AS A LAP PILLOW?????!
How does it feel to be held in a room against your will, Jamil? Yeah, don’t like a taste of your own medicine, do you?
OH HI IDIA, NICE YZMA MAD SCIENTIST GETUP YOU GOT THERE
Wait, what????? THAT’S IT?????? SERIOUSLY???????
MAN.
I have so many questions??????? Specifically about STYX and what they do, and how the Shrouds are tied into all of it.
So they say STYX is a specialized unit called in to quell serious Overblot cases. And if Crowley called them to deal with Grim... well, bad times ahead for Grim. STYX has also been studying Overblot for a long time, which is why (I think?) they captured Riddle, Leona, Azul, Jamil, and Vil. 
There’s been some allusions made between Grim and Stitch in a lot of fan art and fan theories I’ve seen, since their struggles have some parallels: that being them struggling to decide if they are “good” or “bad”. I don’t know if this was intentional on the part of the TWST writing team, but regardless, it’s a really good concept that plays into the themes of TWST itself. There’s no good, there’s no evil, no black and white--most of the characters we see may be BASED on villains, but that doesn’t MAKE them villains. They are good, and bad, in their own ways--and now Grim is dealing with that crisis as he fights to keep his sanity and avoid completely succumbing to Overblot.
Though Idia seems to be involved with STYX’s research, it doesn’t sound like he personally gave the order to retrieve those test subjects (or at the very least, he’s not happy about roughing up the test subjects), it sounds like the orders came from other people in the organization. His parents, perhaps?
They mention briefly that Idia’s parents are asking him to “come home”, so it must be for something urgent. Are they worried about his safety? But Idia’s lines at the end of chapter 5 lead me to think he is estranged from his family, since he straight up rejected a job offer linked to them (Olympus Corp is owned by the Jupiter family, and the Shrouds are a branch family of Jupier), and says something like “I’m not welcome anywhere”. Has Idia done something to disgrace him from the rest of the family? Or is it more of a self imposed/self inflicted statement, given that he always says he’s “cursed” and acts like he’s guilty of something that deserves scorn?
Why is Idia participating in STYX research, even if it means experimenting on his fellow students (and fellow board game enthusiast Azul)? People are speculating that he wants to use blots to fully revive Ortho (if dead Ortho theory is true), or that Idia actually has heroic intentions (he wants to know more about blots to prevent OBing from happening?), but at this point??? Literally anything could happen?!
In future parts, I’m guessing Pomefiore, MC, and Adeuce will team up to break Jamil and the Dorm Leaders (except Malleus, Malleus got left out again www) out? And HOPEFULLY we get to see Rook’s Unique Magic or at least more screen time, since I feel like he got so little in chapter 5... Another thing I’d like to see is Ace and/or Epel getting their Unique Magic, or at least starting to develop it. It’s really mostly Ace I want more details for.
A theory I’ve been holding onto for a long time is that Deuce getting his UM will spur Ace on to become jealous (since he has always seen Deuce as an idiot/”lesser” than him), and that will cause a rift in the friendship, or for Ace to throw himself into a dangerous situation to prove himself (he has done it before with Riddle)... and has his ass rescued again. This would make Ace even angrier, since he feels like everyone is treating him like a little kid or rubbing it in that he isn’t “as good” as they are. I don’t know where it would go from there (I’m sure TWST would get creative), but ultimately it would culminate in Ace making amends with everyone and rushing in to save them from either Grim or Idia OB.
I don’t think Ace would discover his UM in a similar manner as Deuce (Deuce had to embrace his own stubbornness and straightforwardness, but as the term “Unique” Magic implies, the way a magic develops and manifests is “unique” to the user). While Deuce has to learn to accept his own way of thinking, I believe Ace is already sure of his own way of thinking and has totally accepted it. I think what Ace has to deal with instead is coming to terms with his fickleness. We’ve seen him time and time again treating his loved ones kind of callously, from constantly bullying MC, Grim, and Deuce to ghosting his own girlfriend and flaking on people when they are counting on him to do a task.
The issue with Ace isn’t that he isn’t aware, it’s that he is aware and he seems to think this behavior is totally okay. He demonstrates little to no remorse in what he does and says, and he doesn’t seem to care about the consequences either (how many times does he get punished by Riddle, yet he keeps doing the same dumb things over and over?). Ace appears to operate under the mindset of always being in the right, or (if he’s in the wrong), he won’t really acknowledge it, or he will wave it off as “no big deal”--and I think that’s his greatest weakness.
In the scenario I described earlier, I mentioned that Ace’s jealousy will cause a wedge between him and his friends, and I think this will play into him realizing the error of his ways. When he has finally driven away all of the people that supported him, what will he have left? Nothing. Then maybe Ace suddenly finds himself relating to Idia, or to Grim, who have Overblotted and are in a similar emotional state as he is. Confused and lonely... and that energizes him to pitch in again, even if all he has is wind magic up his sleeve. Everyone could be shocked that Ace has returned, and in that moment, he could finally realize his true potential and unlock his Unique Magic!
(Maybe that’s too specific, but that’s a scenario that I’ve had playing in my head for a long time!)
... Buuuuut given that Ace has gotten little to no spotlight so far in chapter 6, I’m not sure if they’ll lean into him developing his UM yet (unless they pull a chapter 5 and really start addressing Ace in the latter half of the chapter like they did with Deuce). Seeing as chapter 6 is dealing with a lot of heavy topics (death, Grim lore, Overblot lore), I’m thinking maybe the TWST team will push off Ace’s UM development to chapter 7???? The only way I can see it happening in chapter 6 is if the chapter is SUPER long, or if the writing is REALLY good or really bad. 
Anyway, I’m keeping my fingers crossed!!! I’m so excited for the rest of chapter 6... I hope that we don’t have to wait too long for it!
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cooloddball · 4 years ago
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This is going to be a super long analysis of jib3 starting with the opening ceremony to the closing ceremony so brace yourselves. 
Please note I believe in the breakup theory so maybe my opinion in this one might be biased so please don’t come for me, lol.
I will put it under the cut to avoid overcrowding your dashes with cockles shenanigans. 
Also, watch out for profanities and mature language.
And so it begins...
Opening ceremony
The camera used to record the opening ceremony is shaky. 
Misha, Jason Manns, and Jarpad seem to be having a lot of fun together and Jensen is just looking at his besties talking to the man he loves and he knows he can’t have that so he just stands there looking at them. Poor guy.
Jarpad asks who took Misha’s riffle? Things are awkward, I honestly don’t know what’s going on.
Misha kisses a plushie while making eye contact with Jensen and Jensen is like “oh, oh, wow” while making eye contact with Misha. LOL. Jack help me. This is a lot!!!
Jensen takes a plushie from Sebastian and Jared takes the one Misha had.
Are you guys flirting about trying to see whether you can keep plushies alive?
Misha throws something at the fans, I think he was throwing treats from earlier or whatever it was and Jensen says “Misha is still throwing” I mean why?
Cockles Panel
Jensen is so extra in this panel.
First of all, when he and Misha come out (no pun intended) a song starts playing and he starts dancing. Jensen is usually so poised while dancing but he is over the top throwing his back and shaking his tush for the mish.  I think he was trying a little too hard. Misha spares his ex-boyfriend’s tush a glance smiles and looks away. LOL. The whole thing was cringey, tbh. It was so unlike Jensen.
When Sebastian touches Jensen’s shoulder and says something to Jensen, he [Jensen]  laughs way too hard. I would say he laughs abnormally-it’s loud and he throws his whole body into it like he’s trying to prove what Sebastian was funny and it probably wasn’t. He laughs so hard he ends up right on Misha’s side. and Misha laughs at that though.
Rich says something about something in the sac that hurts(It’s incoherent) and Jensen says it hurts right here pointing at his heart (I can’t hear what they are saying exactly so if anyone knows please let me know)
I don’t know if Mark P. was going to hug Jensen or not or he was pointing at something behind Jensen, but at that moment, Jensen sees Sebastian going to hug Misha and whips his head away from Mark P’s direction so fast he almost broke his neck.
Sebastian humps Misha (these two are so playful I love them) and Jensen is just there acting awkward 
There’s a comment by Rich about “It’s over, the convention’s over I’m no longer your bitch” I don’t know who this is about.
Now, now, now. This whole time Rich is doing a kissy mouth with his fingers on the monitor behind Jensen and Misha. His hand is right where Misha is standing (you’ll understand once you watch it) so Jensen makes a kissy face back and Misha is blushing? Ummm wtf is going on here?
Jensen also does something strange that he never does during cockles panels he pulls his seat away from Misha.
Misha makes a very weird comment about Sebastian’s libido drying up and they have a weird conversation about libido and Viagra ads. It’s weird.
It gets even more awkward Jensen talks about bringing a total stranger, and a blind date. And it goes downhill from there with them. The it wasn’t you it was me speech. It was special. So heartbreaking. It was clearly not about the show but about their relationship. I always have a difficult time getting through that part. It’s so awkward that the fans are just there wondering what the hell is going on.
They decide to take questions and the fan is all over the place so Misha interjects but Jensen won’t let Misha say what he wants to say so he says, “This is why you make it awkward. You never let people finish what they are saying.” Ouch. Domestic dispute vibes anyone?
The way Jensen is looking up at Misha when he’s answering that question. It’s like he wants to sear his face into his memory before they leave Rome.
Jensen is explaining to a fan how one of the four sound stages they had on set was full of furniture and Misha adds “and soiled mattresses”  I mean what was the reason? Did they soil the mattresses with their [redacted]
A fan mentions something about Dean and Cas so these two adorable dorks smile and share a look. Things are starting to look up. Thank Jack.
The fan says something again (I can’t make out what he’s saying) but it must be something nice because they look at each other with smiles on their faces again.
Jensen playing with the head of his microphone. Is it just me or did the temperature rise a notch higher?
The way they look at each other when the fan says to help him choose the hottest female cast member on the show 
Then something freaky happens they say the exact same thing as twins or bffs do sometimes. LOL.
When they start talking about the hot women with the fans Misha moves his entire body and now instead of looking at the fans, he is seated facing Jensen.  The tension is simmering down.
A point to note is that in all their panels they always sit angled facing each other as opposed to facing the crowd save for this panel and DCCON 2019. But for DCCON I can understand that they weren’t comfortable being meant to be a J/2 panel and a creation event. So you know some people in that crowd are super mean to Mish and others to Jensen, so they had to tread carefully. But I digress back to the chaos.
They ask who wants to have a cockles panel the next year and they both raise their hands. I thought that was sweet
 It’s adorable how Jensen keeps repeating everything Misha is saying.
Misha forgets himself and moves too close to Jensen to listen to the song on the phone. Jensen turns to look at Misha, I don’t know what that look is but Misha backs away laughing.
Jensen’s face journey while listening to that song is gold.
Misha moves closer to listen to the song.  I have to say the way they are standing is not usually how two bros listening to music usually stand. If you know what I mean
 Misha agrees that’s definitely Jensen singing. Of course, he knows because Mr. “Jensen sings to me all the time”
He looks so proud of him.  I’d venture to say he’s happy to hear Jensen sing because he has always been so shy about that fact about himself. He even gives him a standing ovation. That’s so adorable. He loves him. My heart.
Jensen is so cute trying to deny it’s not him singing that song.  Yeah, it’s you, Jensen. Even your ex agrees it’s you and we bet he knows how your voice sounds in all kinds of situations ;)
we get a tingly feeling so we know it’s you. Jensen’s adorable smile when Misha says that. Aww.
The way they are not even looking at each other but they are seated the exact same way.
Allow me to explain to my friend here. Explains how his parents didn’t know whether he was a boy or a girl. Misha with the steel chair, “when did they figure out that you were a boy?”
How many years did they call you holly?
For six to seven years
Is it just me or is this conversation a flashback of teenage twink-lesbian Jensen years?
Fan asks whether Dean will ever forgive Cas. Watch Misha’s body language, he is trying to pacify himself by rubbing the back of his neck and fumbling with his shirt.
When Jensen says “ No!” without a moment’s hesitation, Misha looks distraught? I don’t know maybe I’m reading too much into this but I feel like this hit too close to home being that they were most likely broken up.
Misha however has a different opinion, “I think he has” 
Jensen says, “Wishful thinking” and that elicits a smile from Misha.
A fan asks about Dean giving Cas the trenchcoat back and things get interesting.  Weirdly, that Jensen can’t say the word gay out loud. He literally uses the word “unmanly” in its stead in the guise of censorship? It’s not a bad word Jensen you can say it. However, Misha and the fans say the word so I’m wondering who is censoring Jensen’s use of that word. He eventually says it but super fast.
Jensen says that saying “I always knew you would come back” is not something he would say to another human being, especially a man. Jesus, there’s nothing wrong with saying that to another human being you care about. He’s the one making it gay. He was extra when answering that one.
They spent one and half hours making that scene just to end up not saying anything and it ended up looking gay anyway. Anyway, that’s interesting.
 Jensen angles his body towards Mish and says in a very low soft and sexy voice “I guess I really hoped that you would come back some day” I would venture to say that Jensen at the moment in the panel was actually saying them to Misha. Who knows though?
They talk about it a whole lot for something that bothered him that much. 
Misha being so excited about recreating a scene when a fan told Jarpad he’s amazing and Jarpad said "you are welcome. 
 “I think I understand what she wants. I’m not sure what she’s gonna get.” This is a very good line Misha. I will be using it often.
The way they awkwardly stand too close and whisper to each other. Umm…what is going on here?
Jensen folds over laughing because of something Misha says. They are back. The tension is almost 90% gone now and they are in their element.
The chaos of recording the alarm ringtone for the fan was just great to watch. They kept getting closer and closer and I think they might have shared spit at that point. Gross….LOL
The way Misha is sitting is he you know.
Jensen asking Misha whether he was saying anything or just screaming while they were recording. I think he just wanted to see Misha smile.
Jensen’s joy when a fan mentions that they have Misha’s résumé.
Jensen saying the word shit made my day. I curse a  lot and it made me feel validated somehow.
Misha calls him dickhead in return and Jensen stops functioning and laughs instead . He also gets all hot and bothered trying to fumble with the lapel of his shirt.  He does this a lot when he is turned on. He has a humiliation kink I think.
They start talking over each other about Misha’s special skills. Looks like Jensen might have known beforehand because he went straight for that. Or maybe he didn’t know but he knew since Misha is a mad genius there must be some amazing things in there. Either way, it was a good moment.
OMG Jensen is so excited and the way he motions to Misha to bring that résumé to him, LOL. This man was thirsty AF.
He even goes down from the stage to meet Misha and invades his personal space trying to reach the résumé. I think this is the moment the tension between them dissipated completely and they were back to some form of normalcy.
Misha holding Jensen’s shoulder trying to get his résumé back. Unsucessfully, I should add.
They read something funny and they fold over laughing and spin around like overjoyed seals. It is far removed from the mollusk family but at least it’s still a sea creature (I don’t know what I’m saying please don’t mind me)
Jensen is still on his knees laughing and can’t get up. As I said, he is being too extra in this panel.
 Misha is trying to talk but they both can’t stop laughing. I think Jensen laughed so hard he got an extra set of abs that day.
Jensen is still laughing and you know what he is laughing at? Misha’s special skills being acting on camera. I mean it’s funny but man, prayforjensen.
 They are still laughing. Jack, help them.
The way Jensen looks at Misha with pure adoration here makes me so happy and reminds me of the fictional characters they played being all heart eyes for each other.
 Misha laughed so hard he cried.
Jensen trying to read the next ‘special skill’ Misha has but he can’t even talk because of how funny he thinks it is. He’s trying so hard not to laugh but he can’t help himself.
Jensen agreeing and also asking the audience to agree that Misha has a knack for certain accents. Accent kink anyone?
 Jensen is so excited when Misha starts Tibetan throating singing and does the unicorn laugh facing away from the crowd. Bet he has experienced Misha’s Tibetan throat singing skills on a personal when they are (loud overhead helicopter noises followed by thunder rumbling)
Jensen falling to the ground after feigning a heart attack once he saw that Misha is a certified EMT. I mentioned before that I honestly, 100% think he wanted mouth to mouth. There’s no other explanation. He could’ve feigned a nose bleed or just about any other illness but he chose to fall on a dirty floor and lay down so Misha could either give him the breath of life or straddle him. Luckily for him his dream came true 7 years later at Jib9 when straddle gate happened. But I digress
Too bad Misha was still mad at him and heartbroken so he kicked him instead.
Jensen knowing that Misha kayaks seems to be part of his personal knowledge. Maybe they did it together sometimes.
Horseback riding. Hmm is it just me or do they seem awkward here?
 Misha is so close to Jensen’s armpits. Must be missing his man’s musk and being held in those muscular arms again. Poor baby.
Misha can’t talk because of how funny he finds bicycle touring. I mean…I don’t see what’s funny but I guess he knows why it’s funny.
Misha laughing and raises his legs because Jensen is elaborating on the bicycle touring. Maybe it’s an inside joke or maybe it’s no longer funny to me because I’ve watched this panel like 5 times.
 I think Jensen’s goal was to see Misha laugh and be happy because he turned to look at Misha who was still laughing hard and the joy on Jensen’s face. Aww.
Misha gravitating towards his man again. He must smell really nice Misha. And those arms. Bet he used to lift you against the wall and (this fucking thunder won’t stop rambling. Are chuck and Amara fighting again?)
Jensen marketing his man’s carpentry skills but then makes sure to make it ‘no homo’ by saying he would never sit on anything Misha has built. Sure Jan. Then he circles back and says that he knows that he can build things.
Misha walks away from him and he looks up to make sure where he is going. Maybe he was afraid Misha was walking out on him. (PTSD from their breakup?)
They mention acting on camera again.
And laugh 
Jensen keeps talking about the acting on camera and watches to see if Misha is still laughing  He still is and Jensen is happy that his baby is happy. He looks at him again and he is still happy that Misha is still happy. Then once the laughter dies down he starts talking about bicycle touring  and checks again to see if Misha is laughing which he is so Jensen throws his head back  unicorn laughing and then looks at Misha again to see that he’s still laughing. Then they look at each other and say something maybe it’s about that was a good laugh. Jensen is wiping tears from his eyes because of how hard he laughed  Misha does the same. That entire thing was insane and they seemed to love it.
 Jensen starts saying that being this happy or goofing around is how they are on set sometimes and have to take a 5-10 minute break and Misha doesn’t seem too happy at the mention of the set. 
Jensen knowing that you can buy résumés on eBay. Did he buy Misha’s and then plant someone in the audience to bring it up or? Okay, yeah I know I’m reaching here but it’s probable.
 I guess my theory wasn’t farfetched because Jensen says that he’s pretty sure that Jarpad put it on eBay the previous night so maybe he is the one who did all that to win Misha back?
Jensen knows the appellation clogging is a stretch. Seems like Misha has told him about it before.
Jensen looking at his watch to see if they have time for  Misha to be telling a story about his high school sweetheart and now wife. I bet he wishes Misha could tell their love story so openly. He can’t stop looking at Misha.
The way Jensen is looking at Misha here. WTF man? He’s literally confused about what the question is.
The personal space question. This whole thing was just so many things. It was awkward, cringey, thirsty, funny.
when the fan asks whether there’s a funny fact between Jensen and Misha. I almost fainted. What? And Jensen repeats it. The two men are so stoic. They are not even looking at each other. They are looking at the fan like the way a statue stares at you, unmoving. Cringe.
The room is so quiet. Poor girl, I hope she didn’t feel awkward afterwards because if it were me, I would’ve cried from how stoic they looked and how quiet everyone was.
How they both scratch themselves, Misha on the head and Jensen on the nose. Maybe the question hit too close to home
Jensen turns to look at Misha as if to say ’help me out here man. We don’t wanna disappoint our fans.”
Misha gets it because he gets up. This whole thing is gold.
The way Jensen breathes out in anticipation. I know it was like they were playing a skit about personal space but why was he breathing like that? Shouldn’t he have been playing it as ‘uncomfortable’ not ‘turned on.’ Boudoir mannerisms.
Moving on Misha is unsure on where to touch Jensen 40.31. This is weird in and of itself because usually, they don’t have a problem touching each other’s faces, tush, eggplants, (jib4 anyone), backs et cetera. But now it’s weird? *cough* breakup *cough*
Misha touches Jensen’s ear and Jensen literally moans. He frigging moans people. In case it is not clear in the video, here is an isolated audio version of it. Jensen is also fumbling with his shirt like he’s all hot and bothered. Just like Misha did earlier. Was Jib3 their couple’s therapy that reminded them how happy and horny they made each other?
Jensen is really not answering the question, to be honest. He’s fumbling for words and trying so very hard to make sense but his word are  incoherent.
Misha going in for the nose dip. I know friends do this all the time but you have to be very close and familiar with someone such as a friend friend or a sibling for you to poke a finger in their nose. I mean noses are slimy and eww…anyway. That happened. They seem so comfortable with it. Jensen I love you but please stop talking.
The way Jensen looks at Misha. He has the cutest smile on his face as if saying thank you for making that fun and making me horny, I still want you.
Misha wiping his pinky that touched Jensen’s nose on his pants. (I wanted to add something disgusting about what heshould’ve done with that pinky but I won’t so let’s move on)
Jensen wiggling his nose.
When Misha suggests that Spn moves to Nickolodeon. Jensen laughs a bit too hard.
Misha talking about spn being a puppet show reminds me of how he mentioned them having a puppet show in Jensen’s backyard after the show is over.
Jensen also saying that in a way spn is a puppet show. I mean is someone making snide comments about how their strings get pulled and sometimes they are not happy about it. Like how they fired his boyfriend. It seems like it’s an inside joke.
They named the plushie Zippy aww :))
For jack’s sake guys, the way they look at each other when they mention that the  résumé was the highlight of the panel.
Jensen saying the more dirt you dig up on Misha, the more rewarded you are. Aww, someone’s trying to win his man back by any means necessary. You go girl…I mean Jensen.
He talks more about how he’s looking forward to next year when fans have more dirt on his friend Misha. Jensen didn’t want to leave the stage, he was lingering so he could spend more time with Misha.
It’s over guys.
Closing Ceremony
I know you didn’t ask for the closing ceremony but here you go. It’s a free gift.
Can I just mention how Jarpad is an overactive puppy? He has to play with anything and everything he finds.
The mc announces Misha twice for some reason. The second time Jensen looks in Misha’s direction with a small smile on his face. He [Jensen] is also chewing vigorously.
Jensen and Jarpad being typical dude bros and karate chop Rich. This is why the difference between his relationship with Jarpad and Misha stands out. He would be too busy making heart eyes to Misha to kick another guy. LoL.
Jensen hulking out when Jarpad is taking a video of everyone. Lol. This video keeps reiterating my point that his relationship with the two men is just different.
Jensen keeps looking in Misha’s direction, Misha who is busy talking to Steve and having fun. Let me also mention Steve is Jensen’s bestie and so are Jarpad and Misha, but I’m sure that Jensen felt some type of way, jealous when they were having so much fun with his man and he couldn’t. Jarpad also takes a while filming Misha for Jensen of course. They remind me of me having a crush back when I was in school. Wait, did Misha look at Jensen? It’s hard to see because the angle of the video is not expansive but I guess he was.
As soon as Jarpad gets back, Jensen takes the camera from him and starts filming fans. I’m sure he just wanted Misha to look at him
Rich mention’s Misha and something about acting on camera and Jensen licks his lips looking at Misha (I think).
Jensen then vigorously grabs the microphone from someone immediately and mention’s Misha. Jarpad’s reaction at that moment tells you everything you need to know about what’s going on between Jensen and Misha. It looks like he is pleading with Jensen in his head saying, “Don’t embarrass yourself bro. Please don’t” but it’s too late.
Jensen again talks about Misha’s résumé and specifically about acting on camera, the thing that made Misha laugh out loud during their panel. Someone’s smitten. Defending his ex-man.
Jarpad goes to whisper something to Misha. And they laugh while Jensen is thanking the jib staff for doing an amazing job. But when he sees the duo laughing, he loses track of thought and says “and they are all getting married”  dude what ??? How do you go from thanking people who worked on the convention and in .1 seconds you are talking about they are all getting married? Who is? Are you okay? Do you need to sit down? No one gets it, he says he’s kidding and gives Jarpad the microphone, spares a glance at Misha and he seems distraught from that moment on. I wish I could see Misha’s face through all this.
He’s glancing in Misha’s direction again. Man’s got it bad. What?! Oh to be loved by Jensen Ackles. Misha must be a prize, I know he is a mad genius and gorgeous and sexy as hell with that golden skin that looks like it was dipped in gold and honey, big blue eyes that are bluer than the bluest blue, but Jensen wtf man? You are in public.
 I think Jarpad is telling Jensen something maybe it has to do with what he and Misha were talking about earlier?
And it’s over people.
Overall, I agree with the breakup theory. I mean the way these two were acting around each other was very strange. If you watch Misha and Jarpad, they seem okay from the opening ceremony up till the end but Jensen and Misha are just being weird.
The panel was mostly fun but their body language told a story that something was definitely going on between them. 
@littlewolf2703
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fr1d4y-wr1t1ng · 4 years ago
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Your “Love Song”
Request: nooooo, I wanted to do an intro kinda writing thing lol.
Can I request?: absolutely.
Genre: Fluffy romantic head canons of the CC’s!
Content Warnings: none, except for swearing maybe. And of course my music taste /j (thought I would put this here, any references to a “her” or “him” has a they/them in brackets just letting y'all know)
CC’s in Post: irl!Dream(wastaken), irl!Sapnap, & irl!Wilbur Soot.
Description: These are the songs that I think would fit for your relationship with these CC’s!
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Dream:
Cupid's Chokehold/Breakfast In America - Gym Class Heros
Holy shit Dream loves you so so so much it's unreal.
Like he would quite literally do anything for you like quite literally ANYTHING you can imagine.
Your day was shitty and you don't wanna do the dishes? He's got you covered.
You're sore from doing something physically exhausting? Don't worry, he'll do ANYTHING to make you feel better.
You got sick? He's already making soup and nursing you back to health.
He's semi-clingy like that you know?
Sometimes you may have to tell him that he doesn't have to do EVERYTHING for you, and that sometimes you can just do things yourself.
Remind him to take breaks too holy shit!! Like seriously mate go in there and REMIND HIM!!
But that's just because he loves you so much, he just can't express it any other way dude!!
I think the line that PERFECTLY sums up how he feels for you is “if I had to choose [them] or the sun, I'd be one nocturnal son of a gun.”
Just make sure you treat him the same, trust me on this one okay????? Pls?????
“Take a look at my [s/o], [they're] the only one I got!”
“George!!”
That's the only thing you've truly heard since he started streaming. You'd been sitting on his bed, scrolling through Twitter while minding your own business. You hadn't done anything to disturb him given the fact he was streaming and well… he hadn't exactly revealed you yet.
You looked at your boyfriend, just wanting your clingy little teddy bear back, you stared at him for a second, before seeing him mute and turn to you.
You two stared at each other, a slightly awkward but… mostly comfortable silence. His eyes looked like they had literal hearts in them. He chuckled quietly, looking at you until you spoke up. “...Clay?”
You questioned you boyfriend until he muttered, “you know, you're the most attractive person I've ever seen… right?” You started to laugh as your boyfriend got up and sat next to you. He quickly pecked your cheek and went back to his stream, attempting to make up for having chat wait.
To say this happened often would be an understatement.
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Sapnap:
Never Ever Getting Rid Of Me - Waitress
I know people like to use this song in a more... stalkerish tendency. But, I don't think that's the meaning, you know.
Sapnap is very much... newer to love. It may come off in the wrong way, but he's trying to show you that he's not going anywhere because he loves you.
He can be awkward, but of course he's just excited!
You're his first s/o!!! How the hell could he not be excited?
Sapnap can be very “clingy” when your relationship starts... but don't worry. He calms down quickly.
Before you even know it, the relationship becomes natural, like you've been together for several years.
You two kind of end up acting like newly-wed’s when you get settled? If you get what I mean?
It's like you've been together for god knows how long, but you're just getting super settled and shit into a whole new level of your relationship.
I feel like the line that really represents how he feels is the line, “Oh, I'm gonna love you so. You'll learn what I already know, I love you means your never ever getting rid of me!”
He really believes that you're the one! So maybe (if you can) try to give the same energy back! Tell him you love him like, a lot!!
“I will never let you let me leave, I promise I'm not lying!”
What the fuck was that? You lay awake, thinking about the nightmare that just woke you. You slowly turned toward your phone. It's 4:08 am. You really shouldn't be up this early, should you? As you try to get back to sleep, you hear a muffled groan from him.
“Babe?” Sapnap asks, barely able to keep his eyes open, “Why ‘re you up?” You turned back to face him, wrapping your arms around his midsection. “‘is nothin’. Don't worry.”
His brows furrowed in thought, trying to stare at you for a second before asking, “Ya’ sure? You can tell me anything-” you quickly peck his lips, effectively shutting him up before mumbling, “it's just a nightmare. I'll be fine, as long I have you with me.” a small chuckle came from him before replying with,
“M’kay… love you.”
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Wilbur Soot:
Telephone - Waterparks
At first when he falls for you he's... really fucking nervous.
He doesn't wanna mess your relationship up AT ALL.
He thinks the you'd legitimently regret being with him, but we all know we trolley want a man like Wil.
But, there's still apart of him that really wants you to feel the same.
But once you start dating, this kind of stressing about making you regret dating him calms down a bit.
Keyword: a bit.
The intrusive thoughts about you two dating can still get to him yk, so, please just remind him that it'll be okay babes-
He's so soft when he's with you though, like, legit it's such a magical experience.
When he's not streaming or making music he's usually spending time with you!
He's just so sweet man, tbh I want a bf like Wilbur 🥴.
I think the lyric that really explains how he feels is “I can be your best yet, future favorite regret.” because he can be the softest motherfucker ever!! (or... well... hm.)
“I’m interested but distant to a fault, and I'd never want to complicate your heart!”
Boop ba boop! Boop ba boop! Your phone's ringtone filled your apartment as you dragged yourself from your bed to your desk. You sighed, looking at the number and realizing who was calling you. “Hey Wil.” you answered somewhat bluntly.
“[Y/N]! Hey!” Wilbur’s sweet voice rang through your ears like a whimsical melody. Your lips perked at his response, “Whats up?” you ask, your cheeks filling with heat as you looked at the screen. “Well I-” Wilbur cuts himself off at the noise in the background.
“...anyways, I'm coming over!” he finished. You realized he was probably walking his happy ass to your flat. You looked around at the mess, a small sigh escaping your lips as you replied, “I'll see you in five then?” a chuckle escaped his lips, “yup! See you in five!”
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Note: AAAAND THATS FINISHED, FINALLY. Why the hell did this take 2 days holy shit!? So, uh, I have an idea for making a part 2 but like... with the song that kinda describes the breakup (if there is one)? So let me know if you want that! Kay, see ya, byeeeeee!!!!
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thisissirius · 4 years ago
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my version of the “ok but in the finale eddie gets shot, right?” fic
to touch the sky [ao3 link] eddie/buck, finale speculation. major injuries. mentions throwing up. 
Eddie can see the sky. 
Is he supposed to see the sky? His ears are ringing and there’s a hazy quality to all the noise, like it’s coming from a long way off. 
Move, Eddie tells himself. 
There’s a dull ache beneath Eddie’s breastbone, a tingling in his fingers, and he’s finding it hard to breathe. Something about that should scare him, but it’s too hard to focus. He grunts, remembers his training; pinpoint one noise, one feeling. 
Sirens. Eddie winces, wants desperately to cough but can’t. 
A voice. Buck.
Choosing Buck’s voice is easy; Eddie focuses everything on it, on trying to move his head, but he doesn’t need to. The sound of something scraping and then Buck’s head appears above him, eyes wide, panic in his expression.
“Eddie,” Buck says, but it sounds murky. Eddie blinks, licks his bottom lip as he tries to solidify Buck’s face. Instead, his eyes drift down his body and he notices that Buck’s not wearing his uniform. Why? It’s something Eddie should know and he’s frustrated that he doesn’t. What’s happening? “Eddie.” 
“I’m fine,” Eddie tries to say; but it comes out a gurgled mess. There’s blood on Buck’s hands when he touches Eddie’s face. He looks scared. Eddie hates it when he looks scared. “Shit.” 
“Don’t swear,” Eddie tries. Again, it doesn’t make sense even to him. He can’t focus on why that is, just the terror in Bucks eyes. 
Buck is still touching him, hands wet and red, and he’s shaking. “You hold on for me, okay?” 
Can do. Not that he knows why he needs to. Eddie’s done it before. Thinks if Buck asks, he’d hold on forever. That sparks something in him; he is waiting for Buck. He’s been waiting, but about what drifts just out of reach. He wants to—
Pain explodes in Eddie’s chest and he makes a noise, one that makes Buck’s face screw up. “I’m sorry, I’m so fucking sorry.”
“Why are you sorry?” Eddie tries. Some of it must slur out because Buck’s gaze sharpens, a little hope. “You’re bloody.” 
Something crumples in Bucks face. Eddie thinks it’s the worst thing he’s ever seen. 
“It’s yours,” Buck says, his voice high. “Eddie, it’s yours.” 
Oh. That doesn’t sound good.
Drifting for a while, Eddie stares up at the blue, blue sky. It’s bright, sunny, and it’s a nice day. The park. Eddie’s supposed to be taking Chris to the park tomorrow, his day off. Alone, because someone else, someone who comes with them somtimes, isn’t there anymore, but the name drifts away, just the image of a smile, a name he doesn’t like. 
“Eddie?” 
It’s a lot of effort to move his head but Eddie does. Buck’s crying and Eddie wants to reach out, wipe the tears away. His fingers are still tingling and all he can manage is a weird jerk of his fingers. 
“Stay with me, alright? I need to get you on the basket so it’s gonna hurt.”
“Nothing hurts,” Eddie tells him, but for some reason that makes Buck close his eyes, take a few breaths. “Okay?” 
A laugh, sad. “Yeah, Eddie, I’m okay.” 
Eddie groans when pain shoots through his chest. He ignores Buck’s muttered apologies, focus on the way the sky tilts, his eyes taking in a building, the side of another. 
“You got him?” Chimney. Chim’s here? 
“We at work?” Eddie asks. Buck doesn’t answer for a moment. “Buck?” 
Eddie can’t help the way his tone banks into panic. 
“Easy,” Buck says immediately, and his face reappears. “I just had to get the harness on, Eddie, alright? I’m still here.” 
Eddie stares at him. Harness? Nothing about this makes sense. When whatever he’s laying on sways, he feels sick. “M’gonna throw up.” 
“Shit,” Buck says. “Alright, Eddie, do what you gotta do, okay?” 
“M’kay.” Eddie blinks. “Glad you’re here.” 
Buck laughs and again, it sounds funny. “You and me both, buddy.”
There’s a lot more swaying, and nausea bubbles up until it’s overwhelming. “M’sorry,” he mutters as he throws up, chest flaring with pain until it’s all he can focus on. 
“Hey,” Buck says, his voice cutting through whatever’s whining. “Eddie, listen to me, Eddie, you need to focus, okay—HOLD THE FUCKING WINCH—sorry, I know that was loud.”
Eddie closes his eyes, embarrassed, but there’s a hand in his hair. 
“Eddie,” Buck says, his voice gentle, and the swaying is less. 
“Buck,” Eddie manages, and the whining’s stopped at least. “Feel funny.”
A pause. When Eddie opens one eye, he can see Buck hovering over him. He’s wearing a helmet, blood on his forehead, his shirt, but he’s there. He touches Eddie’s face. “I know. We’ll be at the hospital real soon.”
Hospital. For Eddie?
“Yeah, for you,” Buck says, voice cracking. 
“’kay,” Eddie mumbles, and closes his eyes. He can feel the rocking, the noises filtering back in, but Buck’s hand is on his forehead the whole time. 
“Don’t sleep,” Buck says more than once.
Eddie tries. He tries so hard. “Just a little—”
“Eddie,” but Eddie can feel the tug of sleep taking him over. 
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Buck’s hands are shaking. 
“Hey,” Hen says, resting a hand on his thigh. “You need a coffee?”
“No,” Buck says immediately. He’s staring down at his sneakers. They’re covered in blood. Eddie’s blood. Like his hands—he’s tried cleaning them—like his shirt, his everything. “How long—”
Buck’s phone cuts through the silence, Chris’ familiar ringtone drifting out of his pocket. A couple of people glare at him, but Buck ignores them, grits his teeth as he answers. “Hey, buddy.”
“Buck,” Chris says, sounding scared. “Abuela said Daddy—”
“He’s hurt,” Buck says, not wanting to scare Chris more than he has to, but he’s not lying. “I’m in the hospital right now, okay?”
A pause. “Can you come home?”
Buck closes his eyes, pinches the bridge of his nose. Home, like he lives there. Like there’s not been a steady distance building between him and them for weeks. “I need to be here for your dad, alright? As soon as I know anything, I promise I’ll FaceTime, okay?”
“Okay,” Chris says quickly, which means he knew. “You’ll hold his hand?”
Ana will, Buck thinks viciously. Out loud he says, “Both of them. For me and you.”
Chris doesn’t stay much longer; Isabel takes the phone. 
“I’m sorry,” Buck starts. 
“Don’t be silly,” Isabel says, in the way only she can. “Eddie is strong. He will come back to his family.”
“Yeah,” Buck breathes. 
Isabel makes a frustrated noise. “To you.”
“I don’t think,” Buck starts. 
“To you,” Isabel says again and hangs up. 
Staring at his phone, Buck wonders if Isabel knows about Ana. She must? Eddie’s not the kind of guy to not tell his family and he’s met Ana, so surely—
“Buck,” Hen says, tapping his leg. 
He looks up, sees the doctor walking towards them and abruptly realises they need someone here, Isabel or Pepa, he should have kept them on the phone. He realises, with growing dread, that Ana might be Eddie’s emergency contact. 
“Is there a Mr. Buckley here?”
Buck startles, almost drops his phone. Hen and Bobby share a look. “I’m Buck. Uh, Mr. Buckley.”
The doctor nods, approaches. “Is it okay to have a private word, Mr. Buckley?”
“You can,” Buck starts, frowns, doesn’t know what to say. He looks pleadingly at Bobby. 
“I’m sorry,” the doctor says, with a sense of urgency and patience that Buck doesn’t think he could ever master. “You are Mr. Diaz’s agent, are you not?”
Buck almost says no, but he’s too surprised, too shocked to do anything but stare. Hen pinches his thigh and he nods in reaction, says, “yeah.”
“Good,” the doctor says. “We’re about to take Mr. Diaz into surgery to treat the pericardial tamponade. I need to confirm whether there’s a DNR in place?”
Buck doesn’t know. 
“I,” Buck starts. He thinks, tries to recall Eddie ever saying—
"I don’t have a DNR,” Buck says. “Do you?”
“Are you kidding?” Eddie snorts, nods at Chris. “Neither of us is allowed to go anywhere, Buckley.”
—“No,” Buck says. “Please, he doesn’t wanna die.”
“Alright,” the doctor says. He says something else, something Hen and Bobby are listening too, squeezes Buck’s arm and disappears.
“What’s a pericardial tamponade?” Buck asks, he knows, but he needs them to say it. 
Hen doesn’t look at him. 
“Compression of the heart,” Bobby says instead, approaches slowly. 
Buck’s glad of that a moment later when his legs almost give out.
“Easy,” Bobby says, lowering him into a chair. “Breathe, Buck.”
“Why am I,” he gasps out. “He made me his POA, and I can’t—”
“Of course you,” Bobby says carefully. He squeezes Buck’s hand and Buck squeezes back, probably too hard, but he needs something to ground him. Eddie’s got a fucking heart compression and Buck knows that’s bad, so bad, but he can’t—
“Bobby.”
“Listen to me,” Bobby says. “Of course it’s you. That man loves you—”
“Don’t,” Buck says. “Please. I know you mean well, but Ana.”
There’s a silence Buck can’t explain. 
Hen sits down next to him, looking concerned. “Buck, Eddie broke up with Ana this morning. He didn’t tell you he was going to?”
“No,” Buck says, unable to comprehend. They didn’t speak that morning because Buck’s phone went off and he was with Taylor and they’d gone for coffee. “I’m gonna throw up.”
Someone moves something close and Buck throws up, feels guilt and horror well up in his stomach. Eddie’s in surgery, a doctor asking about resuscitation, and Buck didn’t know he’d broken up with Ana because he was celebrating Taylor’s promotion. 
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Numb.
There’s a steady beeping in his ear (hospital) and a rustle of sheets (his own?)
He tries to open his eyes. Nothing. Making a noise of frustration, he tries again. 
“Hey,” someone says in his ear. “Eddie, you can do it.”
Something is clogging his throat and he can’t speak, it hurts, something thick and it hurts. 
Someone says something, but his chest is tight, his panic palpable and then nothing.
When he next wakes, his throat hurts but he can breathe. He wants to sob with relief. This time, he can open his eyes. The lights are too much and he abruptly shuts them, makes a noise in the back of his throat, and shifts. 
“They’re off,” someone says quietly, and he feels a hand in his hair. “You wanna open them again for me?”
Eddie wants to say no but his mouth won’t cooperate so he makes a noise. 
“Please?”
The voice is trembling. Afraid? Eddie doesn’t want anyone to be afraid. He cracks open his eyes, grateful when the lights are off. He turns, ignoring the floaty feeling in his head, his body. 
Buck. 
“Buck,” Eddie croaks. His throat hurts. Buck must realise, because he holds out an ice chip. Eddie takes it, sucks on it gratefully, but can’t look away from Buck. He looks exhausted, a cut on his forehead, and his clothes look rumpled and bloodstained. “Okay?”
“Fuck,” Buck mutters, letting out a watery laugh. “Of course you’re asking if I’m okay.”
Eddie doesn’t know what that means. “Awake before,” he manages, before Buck’s shoving another ice chip at him. 
“Slowly,” Buck admonishes. “I need to alert the doctor.”
“Stay,” Eddie says, sudddenly panicked. 
Buck abruptly moves, puts his hand in Eddie’s hair. “I’m not leaving. Just pushing a button, okay?” Eddie nods and Buck does so, but he doesn’t move away. “God, you scared me.”
“Sorry,” Eddie says. Then, “woke up before.”
“I know,” Buck winces. “They intubated but didn’t know you were gonna wake up so soon. They had knock you out so they could take out the tube.”
Eddie tries to focus on that, but the words drift away like smoke.
“You had a cardiac tamponade,” Buck continues, as if he can’t see Eddie’s confusion. “They weren’t sure you’d be safe to consciously handle—”
The doctor interrupts him, striding in and taking over.
Eddie tries to focus, to pay attention to what the doctor’s saying, doing, but he just clings to Buck, hopes Buck’s paying attention. 
“I got it,” Buck whispers in his ear. “You can rest if you need to, okay?”
“Stay?” Eddie says, scared.
Buck leans down, kisses Eddie’s forehead. “I’m never leaving you.”
Eddie falls asleep with those comforting words in his ear. 
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sunkisseddaffodils · 3 years ago
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Hello lovely! I was wondering if I could request and f!reader x sherlock where the reader is very emotionally in depth (to the point where if someone is sad she feels it intensely) and since she is close friends with John and Sherlock due to Mrs. Hudson enlisting her to help clean up after them, she is very aware both John and Sherlock's emotional triggers and cues.
One day, Sherlock ends up having a break down and since the two are close she tries to help but his anger proves to be too much which in turn, flares up the readers anger and she rips him a new one. Maybe she ends up calling Sherlock out on how he tries to distance himself because he doesn't want to get hurt but it makes him a fool.
And he is shook lmaoooo- possibly really fluffy ending where she tries to storm out and Sherlock ends up pleading for her not to leave and they cuddle :) or a really angsty one? 👀
Feel free to ignore but if you don't, thank you for taking my request ♡
Pairing: Sherlock x female reader
Summary: Y/N is finishing her shift at 221b when Sherlock comes back and has a break down.
Genre: angst, kind of fluffy, reader insert
Song to listen to: say it all by liam payne
A/N: thanks so much for requesting this, momo peaches! I hope you enjoy it!
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An obnoxious ringtone playing from her phone, let Y/N know that it was the end of her shift. She set her cloth down, stopping her current task of cleaning the kitchen counters. She sighed, pouting. She was hoping that she would get to see Sherlock tonight. She had come to love their little chats together since she had started working as the housekeeper. She could tell that he was more open in confiding with her than with others. She felt they had grown close. Six months ago she had received a phone call from Mrs Hudson who offered her a job cleaning up after her tenant, Sherlock. She had cleaned many houses and flats before but never in all her time working as a housekeeper had she seen a flat so messy before. Many times she had a nasty shock when she looked in the fridge to find one of Sherlock’s latest experiments. But she didn’t mind so long as she could see him.
She wondered how he survived, seeing as from the state of his fridge it seemed that he didn’t eat at all. Whenever she saw him, she could feel his hunger as if it were her own. But when he was talking about cases she could also feel his intense happiness and glee that overpowered that hunger. It wasn’t long before she started making him meals, offering them to him if he was around when she was working or if not, she left them on the side table by his chair. She was pleased to see the next day, an empty plate.
The alarm continued to ring, bringing her out of her thoughts. Trying to find her phone amidst the crap on the dining table was going to be difficult. She had been specifically instructed by Sherlock to leave the dining table alone when she was cleaning. As she was rummaging, she heard a car door close outside. She glanced towards the window and saw Sherlock jumping out of a cab. And he was not happy. She could just tell from the way he crossed his arms, his tightly set frown and the way he rolled his eyes at the cabbie as he drove off. And the fact that he slammed the door on his way in. His sadness and anger pretty much overwhelmed her. She had to do something about it. Even if it was little. She hadn’t had time to make him any food this evening as the flat was in a dire state than usual. It didn’t matter if she worked a bit overtime. She set out, grabbing ingredients from the kitchen cupboards and fridge. She was able to tell what meals he liked the most by seeing how much he left on the plate and if he ate it all. She had determined over months that his favourite meal was chicken pie.
Sherlock entered the flat, slamming the door once again and slumped onto the couch, lied down and faced the wall. Trying to be cheerful, Y/N called out:
‘Hello! How was your day?’’
Sherlock ignored her, tutting.
Well, she had tried. For now, she would focus on making the pie but that was hard when Sherlock’s frustration was practically seeping from him. When she had finished, she sped over to Sherlock and put his food down on the coffee table in front of him. He remained facing the other way, once again disregarding her presence entirely. She tried once more, to see if she could get him to talk to her about whatever it was that was bothering him.
‘Bad day? Well, that’s nothing a nice home-cooked meal can’t fix, she said, smiling.
Once again, he said nothing.
‘Sherlock? I know I’m just the housekeeper but you do know you can talk to me about anything. You know what they say, a problem shared is a problem halved.’
Grudgingly, Sherlock sat up and turned and faced her.
‘Oh, are you? I would have thought you were a therapist with the amount of questions you’re asking. Stick to what you know, Y/N. You’re not my therapist, you’re not my friend. You’re just a person who cleans my flat. Now leave me alone.’’
Y/N froze on the spot, his words cutting through her like a knife. He watched her, wondering why she was still here.
‘Y/N I said get out.’
He returned to lying down on the couch.
Y/N snapped. She couldn’t hold in what she was feeling anymore.
‘You know what? FUCK YOU. How dare you treat me like that! I care about you, Sherlock. And you just trod on me like I was garbage. I’m much more than just the ‘person who cleans your flat’. I do so much beyond my job remit. I cook your meals, I do your shopping and I make sure you have someone to talk to so that you’re not stuck on your own in this flat consumed by your thoughts. It’s a damn miracle you’ve survived this long without me.’
Sherlock sat up, his jaw was agape. He had never heard Y/N this cross before...
‘And do I ask for anything in return? Nope. I pay for your shopping out of my own wages. I work so many more hours than I’m employed. I don’t even ask for a ‘thank you’. I’m just relieved to see you well and happy. I thought that we had become friends, but apparently not...'
Y/N didn’t mean to, but she started crying, tears streaming down her face.
‘Time and time again you do this. You push people away who try to help you. And maybe I should just let you. I’m so bloody sick and tired of it all. I try to help people who don’t want it. And why do I have to be the way I am. I can’t go anywhere without feeling other people’s emotions. It’s like I can’t have any emotions or time for myself. Everything is just too much. I feel like a weight pulling me down further and further down a hole and soon there will be no hope of me climbing out of it.
Y/N finally stopped her rant. And at the end of it, she looked so exhausted and run-down. Sherlock may have trouble recognising people’s emotions, but Y/N’s were clear. As soon as she had finished, she regretted what she had said. She couldn't speak to an employer that way! She just hoped that she wasn't going to get fired.
She wiped tears off her face and made her way over to the table, desperately searching for her phone that was still missing from an hour ago. All the while, purposefully not looking Sherlock’s way. She couldn’t bear to see his reaction. She became even more frustrated when she still couldn’t find it amongst the piles of papers, books and rubbish. She muttered, irritated:
‘Oh my god! Has my phone been swallowed by the void or something cause where the fuck is it?!’
She felt someone take hold of her wrist.
‘Sorry, Sherlock, I’ll be going as soon as I find my phone.’
His hand remained around her wrist.
‘Y/N look at me.’
‘I can’t. I’m so embarrassed.’
Sherlock pulled her to face him. Before she could say anything, he pulled her into a massive embrace. He simply whispered in her ear.
‘I’m sorry for being a massive twat. Of course, you’re more than my housekeeper. You’re my friend.’
Y/N melted into his arms, the weight of her worry and anxiety slowly lifting off her shoulders.
‘You’re not firing me, are you?’
Sherlock chuckled.
‘No, I’m not. Like you said I couldn’t survive without you!’
Y/N was so relieved, she had needed that hug a lot.
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angsty-omi · 4 years ago
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arms tonite
fuckboy!atsumu miya x fem!reader
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genre: angst, unrequited love,
cw: suggestive content, swearing, heartbreak
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Different girl every night and no repeats; that was the rule of law Atsumu Miya lived by. Whether it was Asians, Whites, or Black girls he didn’t discriminate. If they had a beating heart and a pussy then he was set. Hearing about these conquests as his best friend, really made you think ‘wow who’s the poor that let Atsumu put his dick in that night?’ And as you would find it, soon enough it’d be you.
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Media portrayal of college students, especially in movies, falsely portrayed college students and gave unrealistic ideas of how they live. These media outlets give impractical ideas of what college students are- intense party seekers, people who have all the time in the world, or just lazy nonworking students who revolve everything around their social lives. This was, by all means not true.
You, and many other diligent college students, can attest to this. The heavy number of finals and research papers due would soon drown you in your sleep. To prevent you from feeling overwhelmed, you always went to him. The one person who could talk your ear off, which though annoying, kept your mind off things, Miya Atsumu. See, Atsumu had the ultimate college experience. The ones that occurred on screen, the ‘intense party seeking’ events where somehow your invite was always lost in the mail. Every Wednesday, you’d always fit him into your schedule for brunch, which mostly consisted of him talking about the ‘new freshman babes’ at the Inarizaki Frat House, and you lived vicariously through him, not because you were envious of his lifestyle, rather, you were just interested in what could’ve been. 
“Did you get that Y/N?” Your thoughts were interrupted.
“U-uh, yeah! Of course, I did.” You tried playing it off, but Atsumu could see right through you. He knew all your mannerisms, for example, when you bite your lip, it’s a sign that you’re prepared for a big change or if you handball your T-Shirt, you’re feeling insecure. He could tell you had something weighing in on you, but he decided to ignore your blatant lie and wait for you to tell him.
“So, are you gonna tell how you’ve been doin’?” He lightly asked. 
“Yeah, uh life has been hard for me… I guess. It’s just that- with all these finals I am feeling so overwhelmed,” you buried your face in your hands to attempt forgetting about school. Knowing Atsumu, he would just drown out your sorrow, or so you thought. You continued, “I can’t eat, sleep, or you know-,” not even acknowledging the fact you just referred about your inability to get off. Atsumu became was suspiciously quiet. 
“What,” you furrowed your eyebrows. “Nothing, Nothing,” he shook his head, chuckling.
 “No, seriously what’s so funny?”
“You really want to know?”
“Yes.”
“Ya’ reeeaaaallly want to know?”
“I said yes already, just spit it out,” you irritated with anticipation. 
“I could help your little issue down there,” Atsumu grinned. Studying? When has Atsumu Miya ever wanted to study with you? The only reason he got into this school was because  he was a D1 athlete. Unless, he turned a new leaf and he chose a path where you don’t slap a ball back and forth because quite frankly you thought that it was risky caree- Oh. That little issue. “You’ve got to be kidding, I would never,” you felt offended. It wasn’t that he was ugly, it was quite the opposite. He had a charming personality, while also being built like a Greek God, and with a face like that it’s no wonder these girls fall for him. However, you felt too prideful to sleep with him. Sure, you may have some underlying feelings for him that you shut down deep inside, but you didn’t want to be treated like a human toy. So, that thought was always out of the question.  
“Never say n-” He was interrupted with his corny ringtone.
“Hello?... Yeah, I’m free, right now… Alright, see you then.” 
Atsumu always did this, it was like clockwork. He’d bail on you when you clearly were in distress and he could not even prioritize time to listen. He even, left you with the check. Sure, he’d Venmo you afterwards, but it still hurt nonetheless. On the walk back to your dorm, your thoughts were full of cursing Atsumu out for always bailing on you. Holding it in for so long only lasted you so much before you exploded. 
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That night, Atsumu came over, not even expecting your wrath. 
An hour in, and he still couldn’t understand your argument. “Atsumu, if you could just.. I don’t know- not bail on me? Cause you know, it’s common courtesy!” You exclaimed. 
“Dude, it was literally just a few times, I don’t know why you’re getting so upset?”
“Upset? Upset? Upset is an understatement. How would you feel if I dropped you for some dick?”
“Like that would ever happen. C’mon, Y/N, you’re acting like my girlfriend and I’m uncomfortable.” He blurted, frustrated that this argument has lasted almost two hours. He just rejected you, and you didn’t even get the chance to even address those feelings. 
“Get out.”
“You know I didn’t mean it that way.”
“I don’t care, get out.” You wiped a treacherous tear from your eye. You opened the door, and gestured him to leave. But, he just stood there. Moving over to him in tears, you tried to push him out. Your measly arms were incomparable to his toned abs that he’s built since high school. He grasped your arms, and for a moment you could feel his padded thumb, wiping your cheek. Your faces were only a few inches away. This was your chance to get a taste of him, before he turned into a stranger. You leaned in his lips.
The lack of return made your heart drop. You let go and rambled with apologies,“I-I’m so sorry. Look, I-” He shut you up with another kiss, more passionate than yours. “I told ya’ I could fix that little issue of yours.”
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The morning after, you woke up with your body aching in pain. Drool all over your chin, and in disgust, you wiped your mouth and skimmed your calendar. ‘The biomedical final isn’t at 10, it’s at 8-’ whispering to yourself. Your heart dropped to the pit of your stomach. Then, you slowly gazed at your alarm clock, ‘7:57 AM’ it read. 
“Shit! Shit! Shit!” you screamed to yourself. Without thinking, you dashed out the door and sped to the testing center. At the entrance, your professor met eyes with you. “Testing entry is closed, I thought you were better than this, Y/N.” Scolding you up and down. I only missed the final by a couple of minutes, why is she shunning me? You thought. But before you could continue, you looked down. There you were, love marks all over, in your panties and an oversized T-shirt to top it off. 
You rushed into your dorm, to find the vampire who did this to you. The universe was seemingly against you once more, because on your way over to your bedroom, you slipped on a textbook. How ironic. The loud slam woke him up, making him sit upright. “Oh my God Y/N are you okay?” He said with a concerned look on his face.
“Why the fuck are you still in my bed?” 
“Well if you wanna know the details-” He smirked, “No no no, I’m okay,” you interrupted him. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to understand what went on. 
You felt blood drip on your upper lip. Both of you just stared in shock. Immediately, he swiped you up, bridal style, and plopped you onto the sink. He stood in between your legs, soaking your nose with numerous amounts of toilet paper. There was a comfortable silence in the air. You know, Atsumu was quite beautiful with his mouth closed. The way the sunlight accentuated his sharp features, with his eyes reflecting a shade of light hazel. In an impulse, you pecked his lips and to your surprise, he reciprocated. 
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It’s been a month since you’ve been hooking up and it’s become your new normal. As a small treat, you wanted to do surprise.
Prior to this dynamic, as best friends you always had a spare key, which his twin brother made sure of because Atsumu was forgetful. As tacky as it was, you were wearing a trench coat, that covered your bright red two-piece lingerie underneath. Silently twisting the knob, you walked into to his bedroom. The apartment was still clean, signaling that he wasn’t home. In which, gave you enough time to position yourself on his bed. After many awkward attempts of seductive positions, you chose the cross-over leg at the edge of his bed, which accentuated your hips. 
You heard his front door open, and his loud voice gave you the signal. You felt relaxed, but it wasn’t until you heard another voice. High-pitched and fruity, it was one of those voices you could tell it’d belong to a pretty girl. You panicked, and mentally scolded yourself for pushing Atsumu to go with a minimalist aesthetic for his bedroom, which left nowhere to hide for you. The knob was opened slightly, where only he could see you. Eye contact was made, and he immediately slammed the door shut. 
There was a muffled, “Hey! uh- my room is kind of dirty right now. Let’s go over to yours.” And after, hearing the front door shut, you assumed she complied. In awe, you mentally kicked yourself over and over again. You took off your attire immediately walking into your bedroom, it burned your skin with insecurities and embarrassment. So much for putting yourself out there. Although, what hurt the most was the way his eyes were full of disgust when he saw you.
That night, he knocked at your door. You opened it, thinking it was your food.
Your heart was beating rapidly, because just an hour ago you made a whole scheme of routes to take without seeing him. You coyly responded with, “you’re not my DoorDash,” and tried to close the door. But he blocked it.
“We need to talk,” he said in the most serious tone you’ve personally ever heard from him. How could those words scare you when you’re not in a relationship.
“What was that shit you pulled earlier?” He irritated. You felt so small under his gaze.
“I thought it would’ve been nice,” you mumbled. “Nice? That girl was the president of one of the most notorious sororities. She could’ve seen you.” He yelled, continuously blaming you. The way he viewed her, would never be the way he saw you. You were just a friend who needed a favor, not someone he actually wanted to pursue.
“You know what? Fine, my fault. Sorry that I ruined it, sorry that I showed up, sorry that I even planned it, sorry I ever thought that you saw me more than just a skank, sorry I even called you over that night, and finally, sorry for ever loving-” it just slipped out. His eyes widened, “Finish that sentence, Y/N. If I knew-”
“Knew what? Knew that I loved you, you wouldn’t have gotten involved? Yeah, well it’s too late. You know what? Just get out. I never want to see you again, Miya,” you sobbed, tears flowing down your face freely. Pounding your fists against his chest. His immobility gave you a small sliver of hope.
“I’m not ready, Y/N. I can’t give you what you want.” Conflicted, unbeknownst whether he was talking to you or himself. “But we can still be friends.”
That sentence was the nail in the coffin.
“It hurts to even look at you Atsumu.” Your voice cold. For someone that could read you so well, why did he think that would save your relationship? “I’ll.. be on my way then.” He slowly got up, and turned the knob. Selfishly enough, he made one more glance at you. He embraced this last glance. Did you know you were beautiful? Even with snot, running down your nose. Of course, you didn’t look back, you were too focused on biting your lips.
Atsumu’s face went pale. He knew what sign that meant. And the change was him. You were really set on ghosting him. With the door closed and Atsumu leaning on it, he couldn’t help to question why that made a pang in his heart.
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New Ways of Turning into Stone, Chapter 6
A/N Where does the time go?  I lugged my laptop 7,000km round trip with the sole intention of working on this fic, but that apparently didn’t happen.  For those who found the last chapter hard to bear, I apologize in advance.  I am not quite finished being cruel.  With that said, trigger warning for character death, childhood disease, suicide ideation.  The chapter title is Sleeping in the Clouds.
The first five chapters are available on my AO3 page.
Five Months Later
A persistent mechanical bleating lifted Claire from the indeterminate depths of medicated sleep.  The emergency contact number she provided to all her patients was programmed to forward to her mobile, where a particularly aggravating ringtone ensured she would never miss a call.  Even at one am on a Tuesday night.
Fumbling for the device, she glanced at the unfamiliar number before answering.
“Doctor Beauchamp speaking.”  Her voice was gritty and rough.  She reached for a half-filled tumbler of water while waiting for the caller to identify themselves.  Over the line she could make out muted traffic noise, and perhaps a distant foghorn, but no-one spoke.
“Hello?” she inquired, torn between concern that a patient needed her and frustration that she might have been woken by a misdialed number.
“If you’re one of my patients, you need to talk to me so that I can help you.”
There was an intake of breath, a weepy sniffle, and then the click of the call being terminated.  A prickle of gooseflesh washed over her.  She couldn’t say exactly how, but she knew who had called, and that he needed her.
One of the grim perks of her job was that she had backdoor access to reverse look-up for telephone numbers, in cases where there was a threat of self-harm or harm to others.  As Claire hastily donned socks and grabbed a winter coat, she waited on hold for the PSAP operator to provide an address.
“We’re in luck, Doctor Beauchamp.  It wasna a mobile number.  In fact, tis a telephone booth.  Gote Lane, in Queensferry.  Down near the... umm, next tae the bridge.”
Without so much as a thank you, she hung up and frantically punched the app for an Uber.
Fifteen nail biting minutes and an excessive tip later, she stood in front of an empty phone booth.  Predictably, the directory had been torn out, leaving only a thin metal cord and car-key graffiti inside the cramped interior.  But on top of the phone itself she found a familiar ecru business card, her name and credentials embossed in black font.
“Damn it, Jamie,” she muttered to herself, palming the card.
If he’d hung up and started walking towards the bridge, she might be able to catch him if she ran all out, but something called her towards the nearby shore instead.
The tide was out, leaving a narrow strip of beach and sharp, slimy rocks exposed to the heavy air.  Her nostrils were assaulted by the briny vegetative rot of the retreating sea.
On a weathered bench facing the river, encircled by a cone of foggy streetlight, sat a man, his eyes trained on the smudgy lights of the Queensferry bridge hovering high above.  Even bundled in a heavy black jacket and watch cap, she would recognize his long limbs and the set of his shoulders anywhere.  She let out a long breath of relief.
She approached the bench cautiously, not certain if her presence would be welcome.  Instead of turning to greet her footsteps, Jamie addressed the bridge.
“Maggie passed t’day.  I called ‘cause I wanted ye tae know, but then I couldna find the words tae tell ye.”  Despite his refusal to look at her, his words were calm and without a hint of the bitterness she’d expected.
“Oh, Jamie.  I’m so terribly sorry.  I didn’t know her well, but she was a very special little girl who loved you dearly.”
He nodded in acknowledgement of her words, but didn’t reply.  She shifted uncomfortably from one foot to the other, suddenly aware that she was still wearing her pajamas, her hair doubtless a veritable cumulus of tangled curls.
“Is there anything I can do?” she asked.  “I still have some contacts at the hospital, I could...” she broke off, knowing it was ridiculous to offer professional assistance when she’d been the one to sever their relationship.
“Would ye, if it’s no’ too much tae ask, would ye mind jus’ sittin’ here with me fer a bit?”
He finally turned to look at her, and she could see the spider web of red veins that surrounded his irises, testimony to his heartbreak.  His mouth, usually such an accurate barometer of his mood, was strangely inert.  She nodded, unable to deny him such a simple request.
It was the time of night when the daytime symphony of the city broke into its component parts, every passing car, every lapping wave a single instrument singing its own plaintive song.  They sat in silence for long enough that she could feel the damp creeping up the legs of her pajamas.
“Maggie loved tae cross that bridge,” Jamie said at last.  “She’d lower her window, rain or shine, and stick her wee arm out, sayin’ it felt like she was flyin’.”
Claire smiled at the image, trying to picture the little girl with the giant imagination.
“What colour was her hair, Jamie?” she asked.  “Was it red, like yours?”
“Nah, dark, like Jenny’s and our Da.  But wi’ curls like mine and my Ma’s.  A little like yours, actually, Sassenach.  That is, before the chemo took it away.”
She grimaced, not knowing what topic to choose that wouldn’t lead Jamie on a path directly back to his grief.
“She fought sae hard,” he continued before she could attempt another distraction, “but the cancer wouldna let her win.”  Tears were rolling down his cheeks, glinting in the sodium light like stars, but he didn’t seem to notice or care.  “She was the best person I knew.  Sounds strange tae say of a wee lass, but she truly was.  An’ it made me a better person tae love her.  What the fuck am I gonna do now?”
Jamie was looking straight at her, as though he truly expected her to offer useful guidance.  All her training, her professional distance, fell away in the face of one broken man.  She swallowed, searching for words that weren’t a platitude.
“You’re going to go on living, because she can’t.  Because your happiness, when you are ready to feel it again, will be a gift to her memory.”
Jamie sniffed, then wiped his sleeve across his face.  He placed his hand on the bench between them.  Without allowing herself to think, Claire reached for it, finding his skin surprisingly warm.  There was an agonizing fermata, when all the instruments held their breath, and then he turned his palm upwards to meet her own.  Beneath the fog the river slipped by, blending endlessly into the sea.
"Look, Jamie, I know it’s not the right time, but I want to tell you that I’m sorry.  For the way I treated you, and ended things, and...”
“Nay, Sassenach, it’s me who should apologize.  I had no right tae throw my diagnosis at ye like some kinda weapon.  An’ when I think of how I heedlessly brought up yer becoming a mother.  I, of all people.  Weel, suffice it tae say I’ve spent many an hour regretin’ my words an’ actions.”
She squeezed his hand, wordlessly declaring them equal in remorse.
“How have ye been?” he inquired, peering at her as though trying to read her state of mind on the planes of her face.  She chuckled, looking away when the intensity of his gaze became too much.
“About the same, I suppose.  Better some days than others.  Geillis has started ordering my lunches for me, so I no longer have any excuse not to eat.”  Jamie nodded, seemingly pleased with this news.
“And you?  Are you still seeing Dr. Rafferty?  I... uhh, I know his office requested your file.”
In fact, Giles Rafferty had called her the week after her confrontation with Jamie, wondering why his new patient’s record of treatment contained no more than his biographical details and the time and date of each of his appointments.  She told him the same thing she’d told Geillis when she asked the same question in significantly cruder terms: that her weekly interactions with Jamie had never led to a professional diagnosis or a recommended course of treatment.
“Aye. He’s a good man, although tragically immune tae my charms.  Unlike some.”
“Don’t flatter yourself, Fraser,” she warned, although his rakish grin warmed her from the inside out.
“I’ll be darkening his doorway wi’ some frequency, after t’day,” he continued with a return to solemnity.
And yet you called me, Claire wanted to say, but didn’t.  When his beloved niece had slipped away, hers had been the number he had dialed, despite everything.  The very idea made her thoughts flit about like fireflies.
“I missed ye, Sassenach,” he confessed quietly after a time.
“I missed you too, Jamie.”
They sat together through the thin hours of the night, talking, sharing memories of Maggie, but mostly in silent companionship.  As dawn brightened the eastern sky, the fog began to lift, revealing an overcast sky.  The lights of the bridge blinked out, and the city’s music began anew.  Claire wished futilely that day would never break, knowing that it would bring them both the pain of two very different kinds of goodbye.
Her hand, when Jamie finally let it go, felt strange, as though it had been separated from its source.  She tucked it quickly into her pocket.
“I.. errr, I need tae be goin’,” Jamie said by way of apology.  “Ian and Jenn will be needin’ me.”
“Yes, of course.  I’ll just, um, call myself an Uber.”
They were both standing, neither seemingly knowing how to part.
Jamie opened his mouth, paused, shook his head in frustration, then looked away.  Her traitorous hand escaped her pocket and found its way to his chest.
“I’ll be thinking of you.  All of you.  If there’s anything, anything at all..”
“How long until your no’ my doctor anymore?  Ethically speakin’.”  He was looking at her in a way that made the fireflies whirlpool about.
“What?” she asked to buy herself some time to breath.
“Before I go an’ face everything that is wrong about t’day, I want tae ken, how long must I wait before I can kiss ye again wi’out riskin’ yer reputation?”
“There’s no written timetable,” she stalled.  “It’s a question of a doctor exerting undue influence or the exploitation of the patient’s trust, and there’s really...”
“Those rules are meant tae protect the patient, aye?  So I should be allowed tae waive them, no’?”
“Jamie...”
“Fine, let me rephrase my question.  Doctor Claire Beauchamp, when can I, James Fraser, ask ye tae look upon me as a potential suitor and no’ a former patient?  Six months?  A year?  Two years?”
“You really are the most infuriatingly stubborn man,” she huffed.
“Aye, I ken.  Sae, two years?  Do we have an agreement, Sassenach?”
“Fine, yes, two years, but Jamie, I don’t expect you to...”
A finger was placed across her lips, silencing her protests.
“Two years are naught if I can kiss ye again once they have passed.  Until then, Claire, please take care of yerself.”
She stood by the bench long after Jamie was gone, staring out across the river.  A flock of geese flew by in formation, broad wings nearly touching the surface of the water as it reflected the steel gray clouds above.  She thought of little Maggie, and her birdhouse surrounded by clouds.  A sob wrestled its way up her throat, surprising in its urgency.  And then, she allowed herself to cry.
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