#the love and care shown to her by all these people??

[freakattack]

Favorite obscure Mario characters?

GLOM

The light of my fucking life. As a lifelong koopalinghead and specifically iggyhead i slurped up the Nintendo Adventure Books like a slug slurps slime and obviously a connoisseur of my caliber would immediately latch onto this thing. It's a cloning machine Iggy made that turns sand into clones but more importantly it is a 15 ft tall clanking clunking contraption with googly eyes (to see what it's cloning, natch), a stack of CRT monitors that each display a different horror B-movie at all times, and a constant trail of slime oozing from its tank treads. If this is not your favorite Mario character of all time then you're an idiot.

2. DOUGHNUTEER

I might be the only person who cares about doughnuteer and I couldn't tell you why. Actually I can, it's because he reminds me of a little shrew

And I like doughnuts.

3. PIRANHA SUE

In addition to the Nintendo Adventure Books i also lapped up the corresponding Nintendo Comics System, which followed a similar continuity in the absence of more official sources of mario lore. I never appreciated piranha sue as much as I should have in my youth but after revisiting these comics a couple years ago i can safely say that she is the greatest bootleg piranha plant I have ever met and it is an honor to witness her evil human teeth. I want her in mario baseball.

4. HERMAN SMIRCH

Herman smirch is a terrible person and character but I am transfixed by his awfulness and so he is here. Growing up the Game Boy Comic was like the evil counterpart to the Nintendo Comics System, but now that I'm grown up and evil myself I can truly appreciate the depths of its depravity. The gist of Herman Smirch is that he is a shitty loser republican from new jersey who obtains a game boy that, through the will of Tatanga (who lives in the game boy), manipulates him into committing increasingly violent crimes until he has embroiled himself in an international military conflict. The game boy comic was supposed to make people want to buy the game boy but in practice placed it center stage in a slow burn of this already terrible man's spiral into insanity. What a yarn. I have shown a highlights reel of herman's wacky antics here but if you're too lazy to click that link then I at least want you to see this:

5. FRACKTAIL

Fracktail is comparatively not obscure at all but I don't care it's my list I'll cry if I want to. If I put fracktail here then I would technically be justified in also putting other mario rpg all-stars like Bowyer and TEC-XX and Valentina but I won't go that far, Fracktail can be here on their behalf. Anyway, the first time I saw this thing I screamed, because I thought I was going to have to fight it, and then it was friendly and then I loved it forever. And then a stupid bastardly clown came and destroyed everything and ruined my life but this isn't about him. I love you Fracktail and I wish you were still here. You didn't deserve that

6. HAL 9001

Moving on

7. WOOSTER

Before Toadsworth, there was Wooster. The original long-suffering butler to the Toadstools, Wooster was a Nintendo Comics System Special who presumably passed alongside the Mushroom King he served. There isn't much to say about his character beyond the typical trappings of Beleagured Butler, but there is one thing that makes him interesting to think about and that is the comic called "Wooster Quit". In "Wooster Quit", every Mario character is FLABBERGASTED because Wooster Quit, and they can't imagine a life without Wooster. So the whole comic is about everybody trying to get Wooster back and of course Wooster comes back and the status quo is restored. But the premise of casting this mario OC as an essential player in these characters' lives is funny to me in a meta sense because we very much do live a life without Wooster. We are living in a post-Wooster world. It just goes to show that no matter how obscure you are, you are important to someone. Even if that someone is me.

8. ROACHIE

Roachie is the cockroach living in Wario's brain. One morning, she crawled up his nose, which Wario was horrified by but not for the reason you might think: "Is little roachie gone for good?!?!!?" As a devout cockroach appreciator, I was touched by Wario's genuine concern for God's most darling creature. Fortunately, little roachie was not indeed gone for good, because that very night, Wario heard her walking around inside his skull. Yippie! Hooray! We can only hope that she is living a nice life up there to this day. Hope is all we have.

9. BRAWL DOLL

This will come as no surprise to those who know me, but if you don't know me: fellas, I fucking love ventriloquist dolls. Charlie mccarthy was my idol growing up. I'll never be half the dummy he was. So a wario-branded wooden doll is basically my ant bait. Brawl Doll is what Geno could have been if Square wasn't full of squares.

10. THE BEETLES 'R' US SNIFIT

They put me in a mario game

[lollols21]

Its the same love. (SxF 111 -spoiler-)

.

.

.

.

.

...So, those 6 pages clearly made us all emotional, because we are at a point of the story where the truth is unveiling slowly. But the thing that makes my heart ache is the fact that a little girl, a baby like Anya has already had to go through so much pain. We still don't know what happened to her mother, and we could theorize forever about it, but those panels clearly shown that she loved her and she wanted freedom for her and her daughter.

They also showed us another thing, that Anya has found that love again, this time in Yor. It was just a small glimpse yet so important, of the understanding and caring she has for her daughter. And Twilight was there to witness, which makes it even more meaningful. The newfound family trope applies to all of them, and Yor plays the role of the heart there: she makes all the pieces come together. Without her, Strix wouldn't work.

Where do I want to go with this? Sometimes I think Yor importance is being downplayed a lot. Her role within the family is often questioned, even from people in the fandom. Which honestly? makes me roll my eyes every single time. Yesterday I knew someone would start a discourse of how "Anya would never love Yor as she loved her biological mother" *facepalm* The thing here is that Yor never meant to replace anybody. She selflessly wanted to love and protect Anya as her real mother. Because that's what a child like her deserves. The same love.

There's more to being a mother than only sharing the same blood.

[insidekatmind]

High p1- Pope Heyward

You had always been the quieter one in the group. You and Pope, two of the most withdrawn people. He had always kept his distance, and you, being the new person, didn’t know just how much you could really connect with everyone yet. You didn’t smoke or drink much—just a little here and there, but nothing too crazy. Pope was the same. You both had your own quiet worlds, separate from the noise of the party.

Kiara, the girl who seemed to light up the whole group, had always been the one Pope adored. You could tell, even if he never said it out loud. But something had shifted in him recently, something you couldn’t quite figure out. He didn’t look at her the same way anymore. It was like there was some invisible wall between them, and neither of them could break it down.

One evening, everyone gathered around the usual bonfire. It was dark, the flames crackling, and the air was filled with the familiar hum of laughter and conversation. But Pope wasn’t there. He hadn’t shown up. You were left to the sidelines, unsure if you should be a part of the chaos or just remain a quiet observer.

JJ, always the one to get people involved, noticed you sitting alone and, with a mischievous grin, offered you some weed. Normally, you would’ve turned him down, but that night was different. Maybe it was the loneliness, maybe it was the pressure of fitting in. You didn’t even think twice before you agreed. The moment it hit you, everything felt different. The laughter around you was louder, everything seemed funnier, and the world took on a hazy glow. You were completely high, acting silly and laughing at things that made no sense at all. You felt light, free, and for the first time, you weren’t holding back.

Then, like a ghost out of the past, Pope showed up late. He had his usual look of calm composure, his hoodie and jeans, like he didn’t care about the chaos around him. But when he saw you, something flickered in his eyes. His gaze shifted from the group to you, and the shock was visible on his face. You were completely out of it, giggling uncontrollably at something someone had said, completely unaware of how absurd you must have looked.

Pope didn’t say anything at first. He just walked over to you, as if nothing was out of the ordinary. You, still caught in the high, gave him a goofy grin.

“Didn’t think you were the type to join in on this kind of fun,” Pope said, his voice dry but not unkind. There was a hint of mockery in it, but it was warm, almost teasing, like he was trying to gauge if you were still the same person he thought he knew. “Didn’t expect you to be the party animal.”

You snickered, barely able to form a coherent sentence. "I… I didn’t expect it either… but… it’s not so bad," you managed, your voice a little too high-pitched as you laughed.

Pope chuckled softly, shaking his head, but there was a flicker of something else behind his eyes. Maybe it was amusement, or maybe a touch of sadness—something you couldn’t quite read.

You smiled amusedly as you twirled around while showing off your little white dress. Pope's eyes followed your every movement, watching as you twirled around in your little white dress. He had to admit, it looked great on you, and he was struck once again by how different you were when you were like this—giggly, carefree, so unlike your usual quiet, reserved self.Pope felt a pang in his heart, a sudden realization of just how much he loved your laugh, the way you seemed blissfully carefree. He found himself wondering just how often he *got* to see you like this.

You giggle, stopping by touching your head because it was spinning. "Pope, it's beautiful, it turns everything around" you say amused.

Pope watched as you stopped giggling for a moment, touched your head as if you were dizzy. Pope couldn't help but chuckles a little as he said, "Well, that's what weed does to you, it makes the world look a lot prettier."He took a step closer to you and leaned against a tree, his eyes still locked on you. "You're having a lot of fun, huh?" he asked, a small smile playing at the corners of his lips.

You lean into him, laughing and resting your head on his chest. You were so short compared to him. Pope's eyes widened when you leaned into him, resting your head on his chest. The sudden closeness caught him off guard, but he found himself quite enjoying it. He wrapped an arm around your waist, his hand resting against the small of your back, just holding you there."You're awfully giggly tonight," he said, his voice a little lower, his tone a little softer. "Can you even walk straight?"

Smile amused. “No I don’t think so” you murmur into his chest. Pope chuckled, feeling your words against his chest. You were so honest, so open when you were high. It was almost endearing. He kept his arm firmly around you, supporting your weight as if you were going to fall over at any moment.“Well, that’s not good,” he teased. “How am I supposed to get you home in this state?”

You look at him with your cute little doe eyes. "I don't want to go home, I want to have fun" you say placing your hands on his shoulders. Pope looked down at you, his expression a mixture of amusement and affection. Your cute little doe eyes were looking up at him with a pleading expression, and he was struggling to resist the urge to give in to whatever you wanted."You’re going to regret this tomorrow, you know" he said, his voice a mix of warning and humor. "But fine, let’s have fun… within reason."

You smile sweetly and hug him. “Thank you, thank you,” you say enthusiastically. Pope let out a sigh, pretending to be exasperated, but in truth, he was finding it all quite endearing. You were all over the place, and he couldn’t help but enjoy every second of it.

“You’re welcome,” he said, returning your hug and giving you a small smile. “But no more weed for you, okay?”You giggle in amusement in his embrace. “We’ll see,” you hum and try to drag him to the lounge chair.

Pope couldn’t help but chuckle at your determination despite your current state. He let you drag him by the hand towards the lounge chair, his mind a mix of worry and amusement.“Hey, take it easy,” he cautioned, sitting down on the lounge chair and pulling you to sit on his lap.

You smile and lean into him putting your arms around his shoulders as you look up at the stars. Pope's heart skipped a beat as you leaned into him, your arms wrapping around his shoulders. He could feel your warmth against his chest, and he instinctively placed an arm around your waist to stabilize you.

Pope followed your gaze upwards, looking at the stars that were twinkling in the night sky. He couldn't help but smile at your fascination, your face glowing under the starlight."You really like the stars, don't you?" he asked, his voice a soft murmur against your ear.

You turn and look at him and nod, smiling softly. "Yes". Pope was caught off guard by the sudden shift in your attention, your smile and the look in your eyes. In that moment, he forgot all the reasons he was trying to keep his distance, all the reasons he was trying not to get too close.

He found himself looking at you, his gaze roaming over your face as if he was seeing you for the first time. In the soft light of the stars, you looked softer, more vulnerable—yet undeniably lovely.“You’re beautiful,” he murmured, the words slipping out before he could stop them.

You smile softly while blushing. "Thanks, you too" Pope's heart skipped a beat, his mind trying to process what had just happened. Did you just call him beautiful? He was caught off guard, a mixture of surprise and disbelief on his face.

He was used to being the one to express admiration, to give compliments, not receive them. But there was something about your sincerity, your gentle voice as you said the words, that made him feel fluttery, as if his heart was in his throat.“You really mean that?” Pope asked, his voice a little hoarse.

You nod, smiling softly and hugging him. Pope felt a warmth spread through him as you nodded and hugged him. He held you close, his arms wrapping around you in a protective yet tender embrace.“You really are something else,” he said, the words coming out a little gruff as he tried to keep his emotions in check. Pope could feel your heart beating against his chest, and he realized how much he liked having you like this, close, vulnerable, in his arms.

They sat like this for a moment, your head resting against his chest, his arms wrapped around you. The sounds of the party around them faded into background noise as they were lost in their own little world.Pope took a deep breath, the scent of your hair filling his nostrils, the feeling of your body against his strangely comfortable. He found himself looking down at you, his eyes tracing your features.“You know, I’ve never seen you like this before,” he said quietly, a smile playing at the corners of his lips.

You look up at him with those big doe eyes, your expression a mix of innocence and vulnerability. In that moment, you were the complete opposite of the quiet persona he knew. You were open, carefree, uninhibited—and it was utterly captivating.Pope found himself struggling to keep his thoughts straight. He had to remind himself that you were high, that you weren’t your usual self. But it was impossible to ignore the way his heart was pounding in his chest, the way his body ached to pull you closer.

He cleared his throat, trying to compose himself, but the words that came out were a little huskier than intended.“You’re so…” he trailed off, struggling to find the right word to describe how you were making him feel in this moment. “Free.”

You smile softly at his words and look at his lips. Pope felt a tingle go through his body as he noticed your gaze drifting to his lips. For a moment, he forgot how to breathe, his heart rate increasing at the unspoken implication.He swallowed hard, his eyes darting to your face, his own gaze lingering on your lips. The idea of closing the gap between them suddenly seemed incredibly appealing, but he forced himself to resist. You were high, he reminded himself. He couldn’t take advantage of you in this state.

“Don’t look at me like that,” he said quietly, his voice a little strangled.No matter how much he was struggling to keep his composure, there was no denying the desire that was building within him. The way you were looking at him, the way that your body was pressed against his, it was driving him wild.

"Why not?" You whisper softly. Pope felt his resolve crumbling, your soft whisper and the way you were looking at him stirring something within him that he couldn’t ignore. He wanted—no, needed—to touch you, to pull you even closer than you already were.

He swallowed, his throat becoming dry. “You know why,” he said, his voice low and rough. “You’re high. I can’t… I shouldn’t—”

You silence him by kissing him softly.

Continue…

[shoups32]

The mischaracterization of Mel Medarda by both the fandom and the show has to be one of the worst things about arcane.

In the show we see her get mischaracterized and completely ruined mostly when it comes to Viktor and mostly in season 2. This is mostly because of Amanda’s very clear dislike of her (she has said on twitter that she finds Mel boring and did basically use her to further the plot of Viktor.) but I also think a part of it is just the inconsistencies of her character. A good example of this is that we see in season 1 through a flashback that Mel is a very thoughtful character that doesn’t agree with the laws of Noxus nor their reign over Ionia. Inside the show this gets completely ignored when we see her judging Viktor due to him being from Zaun (though I don’t think that is what that scene was implying that seems to be what most do think). With what we know about her she wouldn’t be judgmental of people from Zaun. Now this isn’t to say she would have fixed all the issues and stood up for Zaun from the beginning because she still does care about her power. This is just one of the many inconsistencies in her character in arcane.

Another issue (that is far more important in my opinion) with how she is written that I believe contributes to my post is that she is written into the “disposable black girlfriend trope” not only by the fandom but by the show itself. We see this most in season two when any moment between Jayce and Mel gets Viktor in it. It is very clear Jayce cares for both of them dearly but we also see her get overshadowed by Viktor multiple times. One example is the fire scene. Jayce sees Mel first then it goes to Viktor, that could be a good show on how he cares about them both but it is shown more in a way that makes it seem as though Jayce overshadows Mel with Viktor. Of course this point is only proven more in context of the fact that Jayce rarely ever spoke to Mel in season 2 and didn’t either bring up Viktor or basically called her a shitty person. While I get a lot of people’s defense for this is that in canon Jayce was stressed when you put it all together that defense doesn’t work out much.

My final point is to why and how I think she was so butchered in the show (mostly season 2). One reason is the writers clear dislike to her. Amanda herself has admitted to finding her boring and using her for Viktor on Twitter. In season 1 I think what was protecting Mel from how bad she was portrayed in season 2 was the fact that it had a huge team of writers. Season 2 has been confirmed to only have about 3 writers so not many people to actually give the characters the love they deserve. I think season 2 being rushed is also a huge issue but that is a whole other topic.

If you don’t agree with this that is fine I just have gotten tired of the fandom mistreating her. I do hope someone reads this though and realizes how bad her character is treated.

[elderscrollsconceptart]

An update from Wes Johnson on his medical GoFundMe 👇

-----

And now... a word from my friend Wes:

Home. It’s only been weeks but it feels like years. By all accounts, I shouldn’t be here to write this, but I responded in a miracle-like fashion to heroic efforts by the Emory University Hospital’s Intensive Care Unit. Doctors and nurses told me they were surprised that I was coming back completely undamaged, but then, none of us knew just how many people were in my corner. This was my George Bailey moment. I got a chance to see how many people cared in this crazy world. Doctors told my wife that she needed to immediately get to Georgia and prepare for the end of my life. When I came out of the medically induced coma days later, I discovered that the Alzheimer’s Association did what they normally do - create hope and give support in the most difficult of times. AA stayed with me 24/7 until they had my family flown in to be with me, putting them up in rooms. Unbelievable kindness. My friends Bill Glasser and Shari Elliker helped Kim put together a GoFundMe page to help with medical expenses (or worse if it came to that). Bill moved heaven and earth to make things happen and I can never repay my dearest friend for everything he’s done. My friends Bethesda Game Studios shared the link and said heartbreakingly wonderful things, and the Washington Capitals came through big, with Ted Leonsis making a huge donation that completely blew me away. He didn’t have to do that. No one had to do any of these things. My dear friend Kenny Vigue did a “Wes Johnson Day” event on FalloutForHope’s twitch page where so many of my friends, colleagues and peers showed up to talk about me. The kind of things that people said there and on social media, in print, tv and across my phone texts were what you expected only to be said after you could no longer hear them. So much love was sent my way, and by the time I woke up, it was as overwhelming as the tears of joy it induced. There are no words that can describe the love I received and the love I feel for everyone at this moment. My body is relearning to move, and my voice is coming back strong. I’m so lucky that I now have TIME to heal, to reflect, and to refocus my life on joy. Because in the alternative, there was NOTHING. What happens now is a gift, and I am so grateful for it, and for every single person who reached out during this crisis. It’s shown me what is important. My wife Kim, and sons Ben, Sam & Max, who are my world. My brothers Rick, Scott & Chris, my sister Michelle and her husband Sebastian who traveled 10 hours to be with me as I slept. My cousin Dan and dear friend Roger who dropped everything to race to Atlanta and be by my side. The thousands of people who wrote, messaged, donated, and told me I had touched their lives in some way. Each and every one has touched my life, and nothing can ever be the same. Every moment is special. It is extra. It is a gift. And as my body heals and I move forward, I hope to use this gift to help share the joy that everyone has given to me. But today… I rest. Thank you. Much love to you all.

[theadhddimsenion]

Once again I feel the need to reiterate that i do not believe that the i.m.p family are in any way "plot armored" or examples of "protagonist centered morality" in any way nor are the villains too weak or stupid.

Shout out to @criticalcrusherbot If you wanna get in on taking a stab at this "protagonist centered morality" bs.

First off the i.m.p family are not "protagonist centered morality" nor are they purely villains because they are assassin's. Look I have discussed this before but the narrative has never once punished them for being contract killers. No emberlynn isn't "krama" she is just a fun gag character and that's it she isn't meant to show blitz as a "unrepentant murderer" or a "sadistic monster" she was a joke and that's it and do you honestly believe for one second that emberlynn pinkle of all people is innocent? I mean for fucks sake she had a pony jar and I get the feeling that blitz isn't the first person she stalked.

No just because the i.m.p family turned down a single hit on sinsmas doesn't mean they will give up their jobs entirely or go do bodyguard work or something because like I already said bodyguard work just puts them back under the heel of the nobles and they have repeatedly shown that it just isn't their area of expertise.

Another point to consider is millie and how she would feel about all of this. Would it honestly be fair to force millie to give up something she loves just because the some else took issue with it? That's like forcing an artist to give up their craft because someone from another country didn't like their work!

No they are not protagonist centered morality at all, can you honestly say that Martha and her cannabile family, Lyle the miser, the corrupt agents, the hypocrital cherubs (minus collin he's a good boy and yeah having the i.m.p team constantly bully him by always winning would be kinda unnecessaryily cruel but that can easily be fixed by having him spilt with his "friends" sooner rather than later), a Mexican scam artist, a drug dealer and a dipshit director and no they can't have them go up against a charater that's more moral then them because that literally defeats the point of the story!

The dhorks aren't heroes they are just a bunch of nerds in suits that only care about hunting demons to satisfy their hero complex and prove to the world that they were right!! For fucks sake they just left the bodies of their own guys to fucking rot in the hallways!

No the i.m.p family isn't plot armored they have nearly constantly been on the underdog side. They nearly lost to Ronaldo and that's only because he didn't want to wait for desserts as I explained in another post and they would have lost to the dhorks if it wasn't for stolas.

And finaly no the i.m.p Don't have plot armour they are nearly always in aome way captured or beaten by villains it's just they always find a way to turn the tables!

Tldr yeah we could use some tougher villains but none of them hold any moral superotiy to i.m.p and it needs to stay that way.

[eternalera]

ngl im not upset that izuocho is canon because that means tha bkdk isnt canon or togachako isnt canon (although im a little sad i wouldnt say upset. because ofc people are gonna be a little disappointed when soemthing they want doesnt happen)

im more so upset about how fucking bad their get together was like holy shit. or how little they interact or how just not close they seem to each other. like they were always shown admiring each other, but it always felt like they were doing so from afar.

whenever ochako was saying how much she admired izuku and wanted to be like him, even changing her costume to match hers it reminded me of izuku making his first costume like All Might and uh... you see the problem there? she changed it because she admired him and because she admired him she loved him. it wasnt she loves him so she admires him and that always made their relationship feel so distant

then whenever they did interact it just felt like all might and izuku's team ups and stuff like that. even with the blushing i couldnt get into their relationship because they hardly interacted and when they did their relationship always felt so surface level to me that i couldnt get into it

also not even mentioning that literal SHIGARAKI himself says how BAKUGO is the closest person to izuku, NOT ochako. which is... you'd think the person you love/get together with should be the one that you're closest with but thats just not the case here

he's closest with bakugo and with ochako she was closest with tsuyu or toga for that matter.

toga and her bonded over their love for izuku and while yes it was romantic they saw past that and loved each other (whether you think of it as platonic or romantic). they literally saw that and cared for each other. toga valued ochako's opinion and we're shown this when she asks ochako if ochako would kill her in s6 and when she says yes thats when toga basically becomes a 'full fledged' villain

like its so clear that these two are not each others #1's and are NOT each others first thought or anything. yes they're blushing when theyre around each other, yes theyre cute together, but in terms of who they develop the most with? who they're always with? who's on their mind pretty much 90% of the time?

its not each other.

hell whenever izuku goes berserk its because bakugo gets injured and yes he would do it for any of his classmates but it establishes their relationship a LOT more and states bakugo's importance to izuku more than anything.

idk anyways thanks for coming to my tedtalk lol-

[live-laugh-lenney]

any george or arthur angst 🙏

a little inspiration from the new platform roulette...

hurt.

that's how she felt whenever she heard arthur deny the relationship that they had been settled into for the last seven months. with every joke about being single and every joke about being with a woman alongside every laugh he let out when one of his friends made a joke about his dating life and his one-liners in an attempt to pick up women, it tore into her and broke her just a little more each time.

at first, it was something she was really thankful for. he wanted their relationship to be taken slowly, at a pace she was comfortable with, so she wasn't scared off by the way her whole life would become a whirlwind of chaos once his fans knew who she was. from the way her social media would have taken off to the way she'd have been a name they searched for online alongside his own to the way her name would have been in tweets and comments on his instagram, in both nice ways and hated ways. and, he wanted to protect her from the nonsense that she would have been flooded with.

but now?

now she wanted to show him off. she wanted to be shown off. she wanted to live their life together in public and not have to feel like she was being hidden away anymore. she wanted to be taken on dates, double dates, she wanted to share their relationship online with their little milestones, and she wanted to partake in the videos their friends post online without being kept in the background.

she didn't want to hide away anymore.

"people speculate about us anyway so would it be such a problem if we told them what they wanted to hear?"

what had started out as a peaceful night at home, waiting for the long-awaited release of arthur's appearance in platform roulette, had soon turned into a night full of anger and upset. their dinner getting forgotten about, the bottle of wine on the table being ignored and the tv had been paused on a moment that yn couldn't just let slide.

"you might be ready but," he runs his hands through his hair and tugs on the strands that his fingers managed to catch in his fists, "i might not be as ready as you. i don't want to rush things."

"oh, come on, arthur," she scoffs heavily and places her hands on her hips, "we've been together for seven months, can't you see where i'm coming from? or are you that blindsided and scared that you'll lose your fanbase because you won't be the cute, single man in videos anymore?"

the silence that soon followed was deafening.

and thick.

suffocating her with regret because she knew she spoke the words before she could think about how she wanted to get her point across to him. her heart dropped in her chest, almost the pit of her stomach, and she couldn't bring herself to look at him because she knows he'll pull a face that would break her into bits.

"you think i care more about the numbers on my socials than you?"

"that's how i'm feeling right now, arthur."

"do you know how stupid you sound right now?" his voice was thick and laced with anger, the words rolling off his tongue with a hiss, and it dawned on her that, maybe, there was a better way to have brought the topic up and not to cause a fight, "because you sound absolutely ridiculous."

"how would you feel if i went online and started acting exactly how you do in these youtube videos? pretending to be single with such a terrible dating life?"

his silence was just the answer she needed.

"exactly."

all yn could do was busy herself as she collected their dirty plates, food having gone stone-cold and wasted, trying her best to ignore how she was feeling deep down. she hated arguing with him, and the feeling was mutual from arthur, because she hadn't brought up her thoughts with the intentions of picking a fight.

"what do you want me to do, yn?"

"i want to feel like you care about me. i want to feel like you love me enough to show off how happy you are," she glances at him and he stands in the middle of the room like a lost puppy, completely unaware of what to do in that moment, "are you embarrassed of me?"

"embarrassed?"

"it's not a trick question, arthur," she grumbles lowly, scraping off the food from the plates and placing them in the kitchen sink, "are you or aren't you?"

"why would i be embarrassed of you? i have no reason to feel like that towards you, at all," his voice gets louder and she soon realises he's in the kitchen with her, his presence filling the room and she hears the wine glasses, that were in his hands, being set down on the side unit, "i'm far from embarrassed of you."

"then why won't you make us public?"

he gulps back the lump in his throat and leans against the counter, bending his elbows and resting his hands on the edge to keep his body propped up, and it's the first time where they're looking at each other without darkness taking over.

"i'm scared for you," he admits softly, "i want nothing more than to be able to talk about you, about us, with my friends in the videos we film out and about. but i know how brutal people can be and i don't want you to be a victim of social hatred because of who you're with."

"you can't just assume that, though."

"i've seen it happen to my friends, yn," he says; because he had. he'd heard stories about how chip's girlfriend struggled to adapt to his life as a youtuber, how theo's partner would read about herself online to see what people were talking about, how shannon felt when she was with chris. he'd heard it all and seen it all happen. "i didn't want you to tear yourself apart, to become a shell of yourself, because of some of the bullshit people write online."

the words wants to come out but she couldd't speak.

she'd overreacted and it definitely dawned on her, in that moment, that it was something that didn't need to be argued over.

"i just want to keep you safe, yn. that's all."

[hers-underwraps]

Does barnacles have rizz (aaa sorry this question is dumb)

I mean he clearly he had enough to rizz you up

Ok but jokes aside yes he does have rizz but it's a different type from Dashi's IMO.

I feel like his rizz exists more outside to the viewers than in the show. With the examples I used for Dashi her "rizz" could be clearly be perceived as "romantic" by the audience with little debate as what the character's feelings were. This isn't always the case for Barnacles.

I feel like one of the common debates about Barnacles within the community about whether he can/should be shipped with anyone within the show which I believe stems from the way his actions and intentions are perceived.

Barnacles is brave. He's kind, incredibly selfless and he's also a little dorky. He's also got a strong physical presence and is shown protecting other several times throughout the show. He's also very empathetic, he's a good problem solver and an excellent leader. All of these aspects make him a very comforting character.

These qualities in someone you consider romantically are very comforting; they provide a sense of security. Especially when comparing it to the real world, since in reality people are usually lacking in these qualities. He’s also very charming, heroic and masculine which are qualities that we as a society “swoon” over. Hence there is a large portion of fans who idolise him romantically because he is the "ideal" man.

However, a lot of his qualities are also quite similar to that of a parental figure or even a quality human being. Unfortunately, in reality, people are also lacking in these qualities. Some men are physically strong but lack empathy and depth, or excellent leaders who will berate their teams behind the scenes or people who were supposed to be there for you and provide security and comfort but were unreliable and fell short. These issues are heavily present in both a romantic/nonromantic context.

People cling to Barnacles for comfort in the way that best suits them which then changes how his actions are perceived.

There's also his character to take into consideration. Someone like Dashi being intentionally rizzful suits with her as a character as she is often outgoing, laid-back and fun. I genuinely can't imagine Barnacles hitting up anyone with a one-liner or being like "hey bbg" which is what people would classify as classic"rizz" (which I can totally see Dashi doing)

He's a nice person and sincere by nature. I can imagine if you were his coworker and if he was constant looking at you with caring eyes, nonchalantly saving your life at the expense of his own and always believing in you it could easily be perceived as romantic. However his intentions aren't, he just does it because he's a good person.

I can imagine people falling in love with him or professing their love and he would just be confused because he wasn't trying to be a rizzler, his actions and aura are just rizzful. He also seems like the kind of guy who would be oblivious about his own feelings for another and would take a long time to process whether he like LIKE's someone but by the time he's realised it's really easy to transfer his intentions from platonic to romantic because he's naturally acting that way already. That's the type of rizz Barnacles has.

You were probably looking for a silly answer but logistcially speaking I'd say that Barnacles absolutely has rizz

[storiesbyrhi]

Part Five: Now I know

Eddie Munson x Reader Series Masterlist 2303 Words

If the people we love are stolen from us, the way to have them live on is to never stop loving them. Buildings burn, people die, but real love is forever.

Warnings: canon typical violence, references to sexual assault, swearing, drug and alcohol use, sexual references, child neglect, death/grief, references to organised crime

Late, October 29, 1995

Eddie followed the crow through the city to The Pit and the room above Billy was calling home. The crow went through the open window first, cawing a warning to Billy and the woman he had bought to his bed.

“There’s a big fucking bird over there,” the woman said. They failed to see the bird for what it was – a harbinger.

Eddie dropped into the window, sitting casually watching Billy and the woman laugh at the crow. “Heeeere birdy,” Billy called.

“Heeeere Billy,” Eddie mimicked.

Billy pulled his gun, “What the fuck?!”

Eddie waltzed into the room like he owned it. The guitar from Gideon’s was still slung across him as he moved towards the bed.

“It’s time to take your bird and leave, freak,” Billy growled.

Eddie ignored him, calmly hooking the guitar over a coatrack, pulling a chair from the corner of the room to the foot of the bed. He turned it around and sat on it backwards, staring at Billy.

“Take your shot, Funboy,” Eddie said, putting the palm of his hand to the barrel of the gun. “You got me right here,”

“You are seriously fucked up. Have you looked in the mirror? I mean, you need professional help.” Billy pulled the trigger.

Eddie jumped up screaming.

“Bingo!” Billy yelled. “He shoots! He scores!”

The screaming fizzled out in seconds, the jumping morphing into a mocking sort of dance. Eddie turned back towards the bed. His laughter stopped Billy’s celebration. He and the woman felt sick as they watch Eddie gleefully hold up a hand with a huge hole in it. Eddie looked through the hole as they all watch it heal.

“Jesus Christ,” Billy exclaimed.

“Jesus Christ,” Eddie repeated. “Stop me if you’ve heard this one before. Jesus Christ walks into a hotel.”

Billy took a second shot but it achieved nothing.

“He hands the innkeeper three nails and he asks-”

But the punchline was cut off by Billy shooting again. “Don’t you ever fucking die?!”

Eddie’s face was only rage. He spat out the joke, “Can you put me up for the night?” He grabbed Billy’s gun and shot him in the thigh.

As Billy writhed on the bed, Eddie opened the door, motioned for the woman to leave. Shaking, she gathered her things and bolted. Eddie slammed the door behind her and looked back at the bed.

Billy put up no fight as Eddie dragged him into the bathroom. He lay on the cool tiles as Eddie turned the shower on, letting the tub below fill with water.

A story below, Grange arrived at The Pit on the intel that Gideon had shown up, nursing a gnarly burn and a bad case of the jitters.

“You burn yourself playing with matches?” Grange asked.

“Fuck off!”

The woman who ran from Eddie and Billy’s confrontation made her way down the stairs, screaming through the bar and out the front door.

Grange pat Gideon on the head. “Stay put,” he ordered, before going upstairs.

Careful and quiet, Grange walked through the hallways. Billy’s door was unlocked; he let himself in. The room looked more or less normal. He turned into the bathroom to see Billy floating face down in the tub. Grange looked up, the mirror above the sink scratched and splotchy. He saw it too late – a figure in the window behind him.

He spun around, saw only a flash of Eddie, who held his finger to his lips and whispered a shhhh before disappearing.

Above Billy’s lifeless body was a mark in blood. A crow.

Hopper had finally made it home. He took the files with him, staring at photos of you and Eddie for too long. He listened to the radio, expecting to be called back in at any moment. The city was burning but what could he do?

Hopper walked into the kitchen to pour another coffee. Maybe something stronger. The window, he noticed. The window was open. Hopper’s blood ran cold and he took a step back, tried to remember where he dropped his holster when he got home.

“Freeze!”

Hopper jumped out of his skin, turning to see Eddie standing in the middle of his living room. “Jesus! Don’t ever do that again! I’m getting too fuckin’ old for this shit…”

He knew Eddie posed no threat to him. He hoped Eddie posed no threat to him.

Eddie leant down and picked up the Corroded Coffin photograph Hopper drew on. “Good likeness,” he quipped.

“I saw your body. You died. You were buried.”

Eddie was walking around the living room, looking at Hopper’s things. “You’ve still got your hat on,” he said nonchalantly.

 Hopper pulled the hat off, tossing it onto the couch. “Shit… Holy shit… Are you some kind of… a ghost?”

Eddie disappeared into the kitchen, returning with a bottle of beer while Hopper theorised out loud. “Boo,” Eddie joked, twisting the cap off and handing it over to Hopper.

Eddie sat down on an armchair. “I don’t know what I am,” he admitted. “But I need you to tell me what happened to us.”

Hopper sat too, sighing. “Well… You took a six story swan dive out of a window. And she was… She was beaten and raped… died at the hospital…” Hopper saw the look on Eddie’s face. “Hey, you asked. I mean… Read the file…” Hopper stood up, uncomfortable and close to telling Eddie the truth.

Eddie didn’t want to read the file. He stood too, followed Hopper to where he was. Eddie leaned forward and held onto Hopper’s head. In a few brief seconds, Eddie saw it all.

He saw your broken body. The ICU. Death waiting at the door. Waiting. Waiting… Only waiting.

Eddie stumbled backward. Hopper tried to catch him.

“Don’t touch me!” Eddie yelled. “I… I saw her… Through your eyes… You stayed with her the whole time…”

“I… I was hoping she’d…” It was no use. Eddie had seen it.

“She’s alive,”

“Look, you gotta understand-”

“Where is she?”

Jim Hopper wasn’t a man of belief. He had no God. No faith in the supernatural. All he wanted was hard and fast facts. Yet, Eddie Munson was back from the dead, collapsing onto his living room floor, looking more like a kicked kitten than anyone else he’d ever known.

Hopper lit a cigarette. “I don’t know… I shouldn’t even know she’s alive. I don’t know where they took her… It’s better this way. She’s safe.”

Eddie leaned up and took the cigarette from Hopper. He put it between his lips and inhaled deeply. “You shouldn’t smoke these… They’ll kill you.” He put it out in the ashtray on the coffee table.

Next to the tray was a framed photograph. Eddie picked it up and studied it. A much younger Hopper looked every part the family man. A beautiful woman stood at his side while he held a beaming blonde little girl.

“This your wife?” Eddie asked.

“Yeah, no… I mean, she was… We’re divorced.”

Eddie nodded and looked back at the picture.

Hopper knew what question was next, and he’d learnt it was easier to get ahead of it. “Yeah, she’s doing alright, so I hear. She’s remarried, lives out West. Had another kid… That’s, ah, that’s Sara. She- she died. A while ago now.”

Eddie’s eyes flicked to Hopper.

“I can’t really blame you for doin’ what you’re doin’. I tried to fight every single doctor that said they’d done everything they could. Can’t kill cancer though.”

Eddie carefully placed the photograph back. He watched Hopper for a few seconds more, then stood.

“You gonna vanish into thin air again?” Hopper asked.

Eddie smiled, gentle and sad. “I was just gonna use your front door…”

“Then what? How’s this play out?”

“You know how,”

“So that’s it? Find the rest of them. Kill them?”

Eddie’s smile faulted a little. “Yeah. Find them. Then I find her,”

“Easy as that?”

Eddie shrugged. “Guess I’ll find out.”

Gideon was hysterical. “I got stabbed! I shot the son of a bitch! I watched the bullet hole close by itself! Then my business gets blown up real good!”

“I saw him too. He had a guitar. He winked at me before he jumped out a fourth floor window like a he had wings,” Grange told.

“A guitar? Well… musicians,” Brenner scoffed. “What else did you see?”

“So far I haven’t heard shit about what you’re gonna do about all this crap. I mean, what do I get? My livelihood, it all got flushed away and went swirling,”

“You haven’t lost everything,” Brenner replied, moving to sit at the table Grange was keeping Gideon at. “Now… Take it from the top, spare no detail, or your business will be the least of your concerns.”

A blade appeared at Gideon’s throat.

“I told you… He had a fuckin’ bird with him. Nearly pecked me to death! He was saying some shit about T-Bird and rolling indicatives. Whatever the fuck that means. And, uh, Munson. He said his name was Eddie Munson,”

“And this… bird man Munson… just happened to let you live?” Brenner asked, nodding to himself. “Alright… Well… A boy and his bird. Awful touching.”

There were the blood birds too, hanging over Andy and Billy’s bodies. Brenner didn’t know what it all meant, but he was liking it less and less. Once Gideon was disposed of, he sent Grange back out into the night. Find the boy. Find his bird.

When Eddie got back to the apartment, Gabriel had been fed. Fresh water had been put out for him too. Max had been by.

Eddie rigged some cables to jack electricity from the next building over; the one useful skill he learnt from his father. He sat on the roof with the stolen guitar and a cheap amp. The music came easily, the notes never forgotten. He sang the words, sent them through the toxic air to you. 

“So close, no matter how far,

Couldn't be much more from the heart.”

The song meant something different now. Eddie barely got through it without crying. He had to finish it. He had to find you. Nothing else mattered.

“Turned Tin Tin into a fucking pin cushion! Goes after the pawn shop? We gotta get this freak!” Neil Hargrove was unaware of the death of his only child. It deserved no compassion. “But we’re in this together,”

“Yeah… Together… Where’s Funboy though?” Chance asked.

Neil slapped the back of his head. “Busy! Now go get smokes and road beers,” he ordered, pointing Chance into the corner shop.

Neil got behind the wheel of his Camero and lit a cigar. He looked out the windscreen as the crow landed on the hood. Eddie sat up in the backseat and held a gun to the base of Neil’s head.

“What the fuck are you supposed to be?”

“I’m your passenger…” Eddie took Neil’s gun and tossed it. “Drive.”

Chance stood on the sidewalk, arms full of junk food and beer, and watched as Neil drove away.

Neil was rambling. “What do you want? What do you need? Money? Drugs? I got it. You can have it all? No. No? Was it? Was it you? Did you do Tin Tin?”

Eddie said nothing but directions until they got to the edge of the water. Boats didn’t come close to the port during Halloween week. They were alone.

“Let me jog your memory.” Eddie started filling in the blanks everyone but Hopper seemed to have.

“You mean that place downtown? Yeah, yeah, I remember her. We needed to put some fear into that little lady. She wasn’t going along with our tenant relocation program. And her idiot boyfriend shows up and turns a simple sweep-and-clear into a total clusterfuck!”

Eddie taped Neil’s hands to the steering wheel, his body to the seat, then searched the car. With the amount of demolition he and his gang were responsible for, it was no surprise to find the boot filled with explosives.

“Why? What do you care? That shit is ancient history! What do you want? Huh?! Talk to me!”

Eddie stood at the driver’s side window. Neil looked at him, properly, for the first time.

Picking up a book, flicking through the thing, opening to a page. Neil read out loud, “Abashed the devil stood and felt how awful goodness is.” He threw the book at Gabriel. “What is this shit?!”

He saw your face, then remembered Eddie’s.

“I… I know you. But… you ain’t you. We put you through the window. There ain’t no coming back. This is the real world. There ain’t no coming back. We killed you. There ain’t no coming back,”

“Not for you, T-Bird… And not for your kid either. Billy, isn’t it? What does Funboy do for fun in Hell, I wonder?”

Neil’s face fell, his shaky grasp on calm quickly slipping away. “There ain’t no coming back! There ain’t no coming back!” He realised what Eddie was doing with the tape and rope. “Abashed the devil stood and felt how awful goodness is!” he screamed, the memories pouring into the forefront of his mind.

Eddie threw a firework can into Neil’s lap, put the car into drive, and let it go. The car sped off the pier, exploding in the air before it even hit the water.

“Abashed the devil stood and felt how awful goodness is and saw Virtue in her shape how lovely: and pined his loss,” Eddie recited the entire passage. Another death but the guilt sat just as heavy in the marrow of his bones and the darkness of his soul.

When the cops showed up minutes later, it wasn’t a bird in blood they found, but a huge sweeping crow burning alight on the ground.

End Note: Kinda freaky how well Nothing Else Matters fits into this fic. Hope ya'll are well. xo Rhi

Fic Taglist (open): @mrsjellymunson @princesssunderworld @qweencrimson @b-irock @writinginthetwilight @bornslippys @ali-r3n @lexr86 @eddiesgirl1944

All Eddie Taglist (open):solomons-finest-rum @ruinedbythehobbit @sweetpeapod @thorfemmes  @corrodedhawkins @grungegrrrl @lilzabob  @averagemisfit03 @ches-86 @ilovecupcakesandtea @onehotgreasymechanic @hazydespair @mel-the-fangirl @eddies-hid3out @siren-lungs @aheadfullofsteverogers @hiscrimsonangel @dashingdeb16 @cultish-corner @mrsjellymunson @munson-blurbs

[jettddee13]

Imma just say it; The only reason that my ship is less popular than its counterpart is because people are obsessed with looks and appearance

I have a lot of examples but I want to highlight two;

1- I ship Franky with Robin compared to the more popular Zoro x Robin ship.

2- I ship Amethyst with Peridot compared to the more popular Lapis x Peridot.

///// ///// ///// ///// ///// ///// ///// ///// ///// /////

1- Franky was the one who told Robin that her existence is not a sin. Franky burned the Pluton blueprint to make sure the Straw Hats can get to Robin. Franky was entrusted by Luffy to get Robin. This might be an anime only thing but when they got on Merry, Franky was the one who caught Robin. In Thriller Bark, Franky was paired with Robin. In Fishman Island, Franky listened to Jimbei's story with Robin. Franky is seen to be beside Robin a LOT. Not to mention they had matching outfits here and there. NOT TO MENTION MENTION, there are lots of Oda's art with them being close together and even one where Robin is holding Franky's face.

DO I think they are canon? ABSOLUTELY NOT! But if one day Oda say that they are canon, I would understand COMPARED TO IF ROBIN IS PAIRED WITH ZORO!!!

I get it. Zoro is "cooler" than Franky. And Robin is pretty. So "it makes sense" to pair them up together but there are no chemistry between them! Robin is an intellectual, Zoro is a fighter. There are more chemistry between Robin and Sanji than there are between Robin and Zoro. But people just want to ship two sexy and attractive people together regardless of their chemistry.

2- I LOVE LAPIS!!! I think she is cool and amazing and as a person with Depression myself, she embodied that feeling so well that I can't help but to empathize with her. BUT!!! Lapis was an abuser. And even as late as Season 5 "Raise the Barn" episode, it seems like she still has that part of her when she screamed at Peridot "Don't be so EMOTIONAL".

Amethyst was the first one of the Crystal Gem to be friendly with Peridot. She enjoys Peridot way of naming things and in return, Peridot finds joy in making Amethyst laugh. The episode even have a typical "anime girl landing on her crush" scene near the end when Peridot saved Amethyst.

Whenever they see each other, Peridot always calls for Amethyst. They are a part of the short squad where they spend time with each other. When Amethyst was feeling down about being poofed by Jasper, Peridot tried to cheer her up, taking her to the Beta kindergarden. And when Peridot was feeling down, Amethyst was the one who cheer her up.

There are so many instances where Amethyst and Peridot is shown to care for each other. I love them so much. But as much as I do, I still think they are at BEST cuddle/kiss couple because BOTH of them don't seem to be interested in "fusion" level of intimacy.

Compared that to Lapis, who is a recovering abuser, I highly doubt that neither Lapis nor Peridot are interested in being in a romantic relationship. They are at BEST platonic roommates and I am here for it!!! It's always weird when people insists on Lapidot being the "better ship" because there is no other reason besides Lapis is "prettier" than Amethyst (I am an Amethyst fan. I think she is absolutely pretty).

"Oh, but Peridot also tries to impress Lapis by giving her gifts and everything." You mean when Lapis was ANGRY to see that one of the person who interrogated her and put her in prison cell on a ship is also the person who she has to share the barn with? I can't see why Peridot tries to make up to her at all. Not to mention that Peridot was FRUSTRATED when Lapis continuosly rejected her approach. Not heart broken, not "small" like she felt with Amethyst. FRUSTRATED.

"Oh, but Peridot was distraught when Lapis left." Oh wow! How could someone get upset when their bestfriend and roomate who they shared their lives together for months left, taking everything with them INCLUDING THEIR HOUSE and all the sentimetal things with them. That can only mean they are romantically involved otherwise, it is normal to just get over it.

At the end of the day, I think the conclusion is PEOPLE DO LOOK AT APPEARANCE!!! Despite both of these medias are made to be consumed and digested easily, people will bend over backwards to justify the "prettier" couple because it's conventional and sexy despite having zero chemistry.

[lyracarvahall]

HeartBeat Sync Part 17

The Show Must Go On

Making her way behind her men to the backstage, she watched with pride as they took their positions on the stage. As she saw Yunho scratch his face before the curtain pulled up she realized...they didn't cover their marks up. She began to panic. All of her men turned to look at her with concern and she began pointing to the marks on her body. They looked amoungst each other and shrugged, making an obvious sign they didn't care what people thought.

She started pantomiming "Are you crazy?!"

They smirked and marched down the stage as the music cued up. Wooyoung shot her a wink before he walked down. Oh they were in big trouble.....

Y/N made sure to check social media feeds throughout the show and ATINY caught on really fast. Showing clips of Seonghwa's chair dance with his mark visible under his ponytail. Showing Yunho's hand gripping the microphone. Showing San in his leather vest with the zigzags extremely visible. Fuck.....

Halfway through the show they took a couple of minutes to check in with their soulmate as they had felt her panic the entire time. They all piped in.

"Honey it will be alright. The management is working on a PR plan remember?" "We've got this." "Now they know right?"

"I will give them a call right now." Hongjoong stepped away and put his phone to his ear. After a stream of Korean rapidly increasing in volume and speed coming from his mouth, he seemed to be leaving no room for management to say anything. Once the call concluded, he came over to the group.

"They are definitely not happy but they also admitted that they know the situation cannot be helped and how much it can hurt emotionally for new bonds to cover their soulmarks. They had a rough plan worked out. Now it has just been....accelerated. Firstly, we have to announce it at the concert tonight. Then a photoshoot to reveal our soulmate. Sorry baby."

Y/N nodded and squeezed his hand. "It's okay firebird. I knew it would come to this eventually. Maybe we can use it to our advantage to promote the album too?"

Hongjoong smirked and nodded. "That was their exact idea. You are a smart girl and I love you for it." He kissed her forehead. "Now that the time in the show for our talks with ATINY is up...it is now or never. Let's go guys."

Y/N began to tear up. "I am sorry to have caused all of this. I just hope they understand...."

The men all huddled around her in a group hug and shouted "NINE MAKES ONE TEAM!" She giggled, feeling a little better as she watched her beautiful men make their way back to the stage. With only the spotlights on them, San decided to be the one to speak up this time, since Hongjoong had been the one to announce his previously.

"Hello ATINY. We are so glad to have you here tonight." The crowd erupted in screams. "As I am sure you have noticed, we each have acquired a soul mark of our own. As you have shown us love over all of these years, I hope you will show her love as well." He looked at her backstage, smiling warmly. The crowd cooed at his sweet words.

Yeosang surprisingly stepped up next. "Yes, we all share a soulmate. I know there are many things that tie to us being together as destiny. This is just more proof of that." The crowd screamed.

Seonghwa cleared his throat and spoke. "We hope that you respect our privacy at this time and let us enjoy this bond which is brand new to all of us."

Wooyoung smiled and spoke, "We need all the chances we can get to learn about our girl."

Mingi spoke then, "We ask that you treat her with kindness because hurting her would hurt us." the crowd said awwwwwwww

Yunho nodded when his turn came up. "We will share what we can when we can, also based on what she is comfortable with. We won't share her with you tonight. For now we will keep her our little secret." he put a finger over his lips and the crowd screamed.

Jongho seemed to tear up and before he could speak, a sniffle came out and he shook his head. He seemed too overcome to speak, waving his hand for Hongjoong to take his turn. The crowd gave sounds of sympathy for him.

"Well, ATINY, we love you so much and thank you for letting us share another piece of ourselves with you. Now let's rock!" Hongjoong began jumping around stage as the intro to their new song Panic came through the speakers.

Y/N hoped that ATINY wouldn't give her guys too rough of a time with their relationship. She decided to bask in the glow of the announcement and check social media when her potential distress wouldn't distract the guys.

The rest of the show went flawlessly and the excitement could be felt from all of them through the bond. She poured all of her love and support through the bond and they seemed to ramp up the energy in response.

The show went great and everyone seemed to have a great time. Afterwards all her guys came up to her covered in sweat and gave her another group huddle hug.

"I love you guys but you are gross!" she giggled and squirmed out of the middle of the pile.

Y/N ran to the dressing room to escape them and went to sit on one of the sofas. Suddenly Wooyoung burst through the door.

"AH!" she exclaimed.

"So you can't handle a bit of my sweat, hmm? Come here baby.." he laid on top of her on the sofa and she squealed. "Woo stop!"

After the other guys slowly came back into the room and saw the chaos ensuing, they chuckled to themselves. Before they could intervene, Y/N had Wooyoung pinned to the sofa. "Didn't we talk about being a good boy? Do you want to mess up your reward?"

Wooyoung instantly got wide-eyed and gently crawled out from under her. "No ma'am. Sorry."

The guys snickered at his submission but he mumbled for them to shut up before going to the washroom to take a shower and change his clothes. They each took turns following him to get out of their makeup and costumes. Y/N appreciated the tan skin and natural look so much. She wished they could do it more.

"We need to get back to the suite and rest because we need to wake up earlier for the flight to New York." Hongjoong flexed his leadership muscles once again. Once everyone was done cleaning up, they all filed out and headed towards the meet and greet location. Y/N had forgotten this part.

"Now that the secret is out baby we gotta hide you." Mingi said. "Go ahead to the hotel and we will meet you there. I love you." He kissed her tenderly on the lips and the rest of the boys followed suit.

"It will all be better soon when we don't have to hide honey." San said. "I will miss you."

With that the boys went to the left for the meet and greet and Hat Guy escorted her to the parking garage. Hopefully this would all be alright soon.

------------------------------------------

Taglist: @imbaebi @vtyb23 @nuggiesnuggetdog04 @mrsminseochoi

[crimsonxe]

To start with the whole point of my response was the fact that I'm a multishipper hence the mentioning of me shipping AmberPrice, Pricefield, and AmberPricefield. In other words I'm not purely a Pricefielder.

1- Shouldn't be that hard to understand. Pricefielders & LGBT+ fans were stabbed in the back by DE in their breaking up a 10+ year iconic LGBT+ pair; doubled in how shittily & disrespectfully as it was done. Michel is one of the OG writers aka fathers of LiS from DontNod who put out a social post saying that Pricefield would never break up; they could have rough patches but never fully break up. He & DontNod are the true canon makers for LiS1 & 2 as those are games helmed by them.

2- Yes, your ass ignoring or trying to handwave away Pricefield's importance and connection = you're a dumabass. Especially since you repeatedly try to do it across at least 3 posts of yours (which you put in the damn Pricefield tag no less; ofc your ass is going to get raked over coals).

Um fuck no, Pricefield should not be "just friends" for your dumbass's preference. My Max didn't sacrifice the Bay because she was just friends with Chloe, she was fully in love with her. Which again was shown once again by DontNod in LiS2-Bae route w/ green-haired Chloe. Have you never heard the stories of sapphic ex's repeatedly getting back together? Also this shit is fantasy not a documentary.

Chloe isn't the past, Chloe is the shining light that came out of the past. Max throwing away the past instead of accepting it and healing from it, then walking forward with a partner who had gone through the same major events as well as shown her devotion to her as much as she had for her = the better damn route that is ACTUAL growth; you wanting her to toss away Chloe in order to make way for Safi IS BIAS.

I never said anywhere that going solo was a bad thing, but even one of the fathers of LiS says that isn't how the two would go.

As already pointed out your dumbass made sure to include Pricefield tag shoving your shit into it. I went through it thinking that surely I'd find a point where I could at least see where you were coming from, a kernel; but nope. I just saw more and more bullshit, so I'm most definitely the opposite of a fan.

You are definitely not a Pricefielder. You can try to slap a fake ass sticker on yourself if you want; but not a damn Pricefielder around would speak like your dumb fucking ass has.

In other words your ass doesn't have a clue about the characters, because I listed out the assassinations that anyone that actually knows the characters would already have caught themselves. No, Chloe breaking up with Max isn't at all fucking realistic or fucking matching to her goddamn character. LiS1 & BtS make it very damn clear that once someone gets past Chloe's mental/emotional walls she's VERY loyal to them. To the point that she hears about Frank and Rachel and STILL wants to find out what happened with her; same damn thing goes for Max. Max wouldn't let the relationship just die either, ESPECIALLY after LiS1 and seeing how that impacted Chloe the first time they separated. Max also would definitely not be into a fucking Nathan Prescott douche in general, but especially given what happened in LiS. With Amanda I can at least handwave/eye-roll it away cause she's basically a soft demure femmed up lipstick lesbian with minor elements of Chloe buried in the cashmere. I also love how you just ignored certain things like Max's hurling the Rachel barb at Chloe in her journal or Chloe of all people talking about a threesome with some guy. Nvm that Max can technically abuse her powers to hook up with Vinh/Amanda in the separate branches; as if she'd ever fucking do that. Hell even Michel once again in a post on socials said that Decknine's version of Max and Chloe aren't ones he & his team would've done or recognized.

Um no, dumbass she loves Chloe so she does what is needed to save her from y'know DYING. That's just fucking love and care for another person. It is very much fucking healthy and that you see that as unhealthy yet nudge Safi/Max says worlds about your views on relationships.

3- Do I want them to continue Max and Safi's dynamic? Sure, there's interesting aspects there involving one wanting to restrain her powers and another wanting to openly flex hers. But I do NOT at all want it to be all about them, especially with the fucking bit about going back to the Bay. That's pure setup for Chloe to return and the next creative team would be braindead to not rectify DE's team's mistake by delivering a Chloe storyline & OPTION in the end. It won't make up for the character assassination, which is where them putting in a scene to show that DE is a side-branch comes in. Though Decknine already gave enough reason to run with that anyway via their changing Chloe's hair in the LiS2-Bae picture from green to blue; likely cause they have no respect towards DontNod and their characters. But their fuck up allows for one to toss DE into a side-branch, while green-haired Chloe & Max handled by DontNod remain as the main canon. On top of that having opportunity for Safi to use her shape-shift ability to fuck with Max via Chloe and Chloe via Max as part of their storyline.

4- Completely ignoring the actual important detail where your ass offers every other option BUT a Chloe one. Nvm that Michel once again father of LiS, Max, and Chloe stating that the two would always come back together and never fully break up. Hell iirc even recently on the anniversary he was out replying suggestively to Pricefield posts specifically; because he knows the importance of the pair both to each other and to LGBT+ fans that got into the series due to them.

5- Do get your comprehension skills up, cause if your ass bothered to actually read you'd notice that I stated that "violence against women" is AN ELEMENT within; but the core of the entire goddamn first LiS revolves around PRICEFIELD. How the fuck your ass went through the episodes and have at all interacted w/ social media related to the game and not realized that I don't fucking know. Maybe you have that level of damn mental filters put in place. If there wasn't Chloe in the bathroom getting shot, there'd be no time travel; without Chloe and Max's relationship there'd be no story at all just a skeleton of story beats.

Bitch there is no delusion as proven by pointing to Michel AKA ONE OF THE FATHERS OF THE GODDAMN GAME where he fucking basically backs up MY fucking views on things. YOUR ASS is the one off on your own delusional ass island somewhere. On top of that I RESPECT DontNod for what they did with LiS and offering an LGBT+ main damn pairing back in 2015, when LGBT+ was still just starting to be an accepted thing in media. Hell even the fucking comics know the characters, relationship, and story enough to respect DontNod; thus fitting in-line with LiS characterization. Mostly cause Emma actually loved LiS, its characters, its iconic relationship, and gave respect to DontNod.

You fail at grasping the characters, at grasping the relationship, at even aligning with the OG creatives, at remotely being near a Pricefielder, and you stand on nothing but bullshit pro-Safi & clear anti-Chloe bias. You accuse Pricefielders of being limited in their view of things, but YOUR ass is the one that has a limited & just flatout wrong view of things. That's a matter of you not aligning with Michel and DontNod in anyway shape or form, where they're the damn OG creatives that made the damn characters & game.

this is probably going to be EXTREMELY controversial so i dont expect ANYONE to agree (please dont hate me 🙏🙏🙏‼️‼️‼️) but i REALLY DONT WNAT CHLOE BACK IN DE2. I HAVE REASONS!!!!!!!!

1. i think that it'll be viewed as a cash grab and like pricefield / chloe fans r never happy sooooo

2. if chloe and max were to get back together for some unforeseen reason i think that woukd ruin max's potential growth in de2 in my opinion. like i PERSONALLY think that her 'losing' chloe should help her move on from the past and should be portrayed as something that can help her move forward instead of dwelling on what could have been (as taylor swift once said, everything you lose is a step you take 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️)

3. i think she'd be so out of place and id rather have de2 focus on max and safi's relationship and this highkey sounds lkke bias because of my fixation but i PROMISE YOU its not.. mostly...

4. i think that max should grow by herself i really dont think she needs to be attached to chloe by the fucking hip.. like i would be so fucking ecstatic if you got to be with amanda/vinh/safi at the end of de2 but i think the most realistic ending would be for her to be by herself, not FOREVER, but for a good amount of time for her to be secure with being by herself because i personally think max is extremely codependent with chloe.. if .. that makes sense

[itsgonnagetinspiringsoon]

I cannot possibly describe how important this is to me

[dootznbootz]

I think some folks MAY have gotten the wrong idea about how I feel about Circe with some of my posts. So, to clear the air...

Homies, I love that fucked up sorceress.

I love how we're never given a reason why she turns people into animals. That's so funny and so awful. And another potion-making magic gal?!?! I love that she's just basically vibing on an island doing whatever she wants. I even love the fact that she scares Odysseus shitless! She's morally gray and that's why she's FUN.

I just sincerely hate when people try to girlboss her or have her be a victim of SA when she never was Looking at you, Miller. Especially when she was actually the one who coerced Odysseus in exchange for his men being transformed back into humans. And even then, while he was clearly afraid of her, (it's in the language of the Odyssey) she likely meant him no harm after a certain point. He just didn't know that.

Why does she need a reason to do awful things? Why can't she just be a goddess who does whatever she wants? That's the reason why I love her!!! She's fucked up!!! :D

I hate what the Telegony did to her as well! >:( You're telling me, this sorceress goddess, who makes potions (!!!) wouldn't have magic contraceptives??? Would WANT CHILDREN?!?! WITH THE PATHETIC WIFEMAN?! No. Fuck no. Eugammon of Cyrene, I have beef with you 🤬

Anyways!!! Understand all the "#anti circe" I have is simply Anti "Girlboss Circe" or the book. I genuinely think she's neat af as her morally gray, fucked up sorceress self and just get frustrated with...everything :'D

[lesbianwyllravengard]

That's a neat serennedy analysis post but the comment ab the scene being the most humanity shown in all of resident evil is so incorrect and just more proof that no one in this fandom pays attention to female characters or just any character who isn't Leon