#the percision i imagine you would need for that

[tea-stained]

i just realised Cioccolata was operating a fucking helicopter

just like that

Cioccolata used a FUCKING HELICOPTER

and knew how to pilot it and shit

or whatever you do with helicopters

i'm just saying

is there anything this man can't do

[loth-creatures]

So... how does Baylan become a wolf? In one post you said it was Sabine, but in another you said Sabine bit Shin who then got Baylan later on.Si which is it?

So originally Shin bit Baylan simply bc I hadn't yet committed to writing in the entire ahsoka series and didn't think about it much; that just seemed like a likely scenario.

But I decided on Sabine biting Baylan instead (she still also bites Shin first, on Seatos) when thinking about how she would attempt to escape and compromise the Sion, as well as developing Sabine and Baylan's dynamic more...I just so happen to have a substantial wall of text of ideas about the Sion's voyage sitting around if anyone is interested in that. It just needs some refinement.

ANYWAY, gory details below cut

Sabine makes her escape attempt a day or two before landing on Peridea. At this point, her and Shin are somewhat getting along and she's allowed her lightsaber for sparring. As soon as the opportunity arises she incapacitates Shin long enough to disappear into the walls Ezra style and spends the last 24 hours of the trip hiding deep in the guts of the ship and using the saber parts including the kyber to create a small bomb that can hopefully later be used to disable the Sion. Sacrificing the lightsaber almost breaks her heart again, and she is 100% banking on finding Ezra to pull this off, bc there's no way to detonate it without someone using the Force.

Once they've landed, she tries to get off the ship, and might have even succeeded if she didn't have to go back for her armor. She is then confronted by Baylan. He could have killed her using the Force the entire time but they didn't really want her corpse stuck somewhere hard to reach, so waited for her to make a move.

Idk why I got the idea but I've been imagining one of Baylan's Force talents as being really in tune with bodies, kind of like the heartrenders from Grishaverse, though not nearly on their level of percision.

He's been listening to Sabine's heartbeat since the moment she made a break for it. When he finds her, he squeezes her heart through the Force, crippling her. But before he crushes it, he makes the mistake of taking a moment to apologize for this, and the fact that she came this far only to never see Ezra again.

I mentioned before recently that Baylan knew of the Wolfwalkers from ancient stories in the Jedi Temple on Coruscant, and is lowkey a fan. He attempts to get on better terms with Sabine during the trip in part because of that. She told him in no uncertain terms to fuck off but he still was hoping to not have to kill her.

In that moment of desperation, Sabine wolfs. It's like the moment in Wolfwalkers when Robyn's father becomes a wolf out of shear desperation to protect her.

Baylan wasn't aware that was a thing that could happen (spontaneous wolfing) and has about half a second to react before Wolfbine nails him. She misses his throat but crushes his shoulder and half his ribs in her jaws, fully intending to kill him. And she would have if WolfShin didn't show up just in time to intervene. And Shin would've ripped Sabine's throat out for reals, if Morgan and her soldiers didn't intervene just in time. Lucky for her they already contacted Thrawn and he wants her alive. Morgan, who watched Baylan leave to go kill her moments before getting Thrawn on the line is like 'Ahh. I'll see what I can do...'

Anyway, Baylan pulls through just barely, and is now a Wolfwalker as well, which he is actually very happy about. He hardly resents Sabine, even if he'll never be able to use that arm properly again and limps badly as a wolf. It is only fair, after all he tried to kill her first. Shin is the one Sabine will have to worry about seeking vengeance. Meanwhile Sabine is beating herself up even more for letting anyone affiliated with the Empire close to Lothal's secrets, though in the end neither Baylan nor Shin give a shit about the Empire.

[yasmeensh]

Link uses arrows in Zelda1, but they completely disappear in Zelda2. I'll assume archery is this Link's worst skill (maybe he's not skilled with it at all) so he just ditches them on his second adventure.

[niqhtlord01]

Humans are Weird: Space Pirates

A merchant’s perspective.... The crew of the transport ship Morbis Ulta were led down into the holds one by one by their captors. Jenka had kept his head down and hoped that the boarders wouldn’t execute him if he just kept following their instructions and so far his plan was working. The battle had been roughly thirty minutes, but for Jenka and the rest of the crew it had felt like an eternity.  The Morbis Ulta had been part of a merchant convoy running shipments between the Mumbari and Slitch spheres of influence. Each of the transport ships in the convoy were the size of a city roughly but only needed a small skeleton crew to manage them. A couple dozen engineers, technicians, and other miscellaneous personnel came out to a total of less than a hundred souls per ship. Most of the remaining manpower needed was filled out by mechanical helper bots.  Additionally the convoy had been given an escort by the merchant’s guild of three Gemini cruisers. Long sleek ships that appeared as slender crystals glistening in starlight, the Gemini were always happy to lend them out when a profit was to be made for an easy job.  There had been no reported danger in the stellar pathways the convoy was to take and the escort was mainly there to clear a path through a asteroid field that sometimes drifted in and out of the route. The merchant’s guild had calculated it would be easier to use the cruisers weapons to clear a path through the drifting asteroids then it would be to reroute around them.  Jenka was on the bridge running diagnostic checks on subsystems when the convoy reached the edge of the asteroid field. The three transport ships had grouped together and the escorts had taken position around the bow, port, and starboard of the convoy. The rear didn’t need protection as the main firepower would be used to clear the asteroids ahead of them.  They had just begun blasting through the asteroids when all hell broke loose.  Hidden in the asteroid belt, three unknown ships suddenly powered up and made a mad dash towards the convoy. The captain of the Morbis tried hailing them several times but was eventually cut off when the Gemini cruisers switched from firing at asteroids to the new ships. Clearly the cruiser commander was not going to take any chances with these new ships and treated them as hostiles.  Energy lances shot out from their guns followed swiftly by a barrage of missiles streaking through the void towards their ever encroaching targets, but these new ships had chosen their ambush point wisely as hardly any of the weapons fire ever reached their shields.  The drifting asteroids acted as a natural barrier and got in the way of the oncoming fire, detonating them into a shrapnel of rock that further impeded the fire. Little did we know that the real danger wasn’t just in front of us, but all around us.  Out of no where a large asteroid smashed into the engines of the Morbis Ulta and crippled her. Jenka remembered being sent flying from the impact and unsteadily rising to his feet to see similar asteroids ramming the other two convoy ships. As one of the asteroids began drifting away Jenka was alarmed to see that booster engines had been attached to the rock and had essentially turned it into a massive missile.  He shouted a warning to his captain who attempted to relay it to the escorts but by then it was two late. From every corner asteroids began moving of their own free will and speeding to the escort ships with ramming speed. One of the escorts took an asteroid right into the bridge leaving it a floating husk voiding atmosphere. The other two switched fire from the enemy vessels and began taking shots at the oncoming asteroids as their gunnery crews began wildly firing in all directions.  To Jenka’s horror he saw a pair of asteroids with a massive chain between them, the kind he once saw at a dry dock on a world he dropped cargo off at. The two asteroids missed a Gemini cruiser but was caught by the chain pulling the asteroids to spin around the escort in a swirling motion until through sheer strain the entwined cruiser was split in half by the ever tightening chain.  The last cruiser didn’t last much longer after that. It had attempted to about face and make a run for it but by then all of the asteroids had begun smashing into it until finally the vessel exploded from the damage.  One by one the enemy vessels pulled up alongside the disabled convoy ships and boarding tubes extended to the airlocks.  The captain had ordered all crews to prepare to repel borders, but honestly Jenka knew the crew would be as useful as a gang of Rakvargs trying to kill a Morgalik with twigs. The real defense would come from the mechanized helpers who were programmed with defense initiatives.  Jenka watch through the bridges security feeds as the airlock doors were blown open and a steady stream of unknown individuals rushed forward. The mechanized helpers were waiting and engaged the borders in hand to hand combat. Their bodies were designed to lift thousand pound cargo containers and easily shrugged off small arms fire.  Jenka began thinking they might have a chance until he saw a massive intruder that appeared to be a Predatoria. The fish like alien rushed several of the helpers and simply ripped them apart with their bare hands as if they were made of paper. Behind them came a far smaller intruder who began throwing small discs that mag-locked on to the helpers and then short circuited them.  It was only a matter of time before the intruders had reached the bridge doors and had blown them open, after which Jenka quickly found himself in his current predicament. After reaching the holding bay that led to the cargo containers behind a reinforced security door. The surviving crew were  put together in a large group. Jenka saw the Predatoria circling them, his mouth wide with a toothy grin as he ran his tongue across scores of razor sharp teeth. Jenka saw the smaller intruder from the screen at a nearby console with a series of wires running to it from a small device. If he had to guess the creature was attempting to bypass security and open the cargo hold doors.  “Captain on deck!”  Jenka’s attention was torn away as the Predatoria made their announcement and the surrounding intruders straightened up.  From down the long hallway leading to the holding bay Jenka could hear a ever growing clanking sound. Through the dark corridor a figure began to take form until finally they stepped into the light of the chamber. To Jenka’s surprise it was something he had never thought to see in person.  A human.  A human woman to be more percise, he noted as his eyes ran along the length of their body. The “captain” as the, Predatoria had called her, was a seemingly young human female. She wore a long brown coat that was nearly touching the ground and a long brimmed hat with a feather sticking out of it.  Underneath the coat Jenka could see a variety of straps and pouches interwoven across a seemingly form fitting black body glove that clung to her like a second skin. Each of the straps was carrying to Jenka’s alarm a different weapon or blade which he imagined she was proficient in. Though the most eye catching feature wasn’t the coat or the hat or the questionable second skin outfit, but a mechanical lump of metal that protruded out where the lower half of her left leg should be.  In the place of flesh was a sleek steel finished section of metal that seemed to be alive as it pulsed and flashed with interconnected wires and lights.  Jenka was drawn away from further observing the captain when a new figure emerged from the hallway. Standing nearly twice the height of this captain, a imposing Hydra lumbered into the chamber on four legs and gazed about with its five heads. These creatures were known to be highly aggressive and yet the human was acting as if only a light breeze had passed her by.  “I will get straight to the point.” the intruder captain spoke. “ I am the pirate captain Amelia Starfeld, and you are all my prisoners.”  She began pacing towards the group of captives and they parted to let her pass. “Do what I say without question and you will all be set free with no trouble. Fail to follow those simple rules and we will not have such a pleasant time.” She reached Jenka and looked down at him as if he was nothing more than a spec of dirt. “Are you the captain of this rust bucket?” The directness of the question left Jenka stuttering to reply to which Amelia rolled her eyes. “Clear this one is not.”  “Wouldn’t be the first time you left someone babbling captain.” The Predatoria joked from the edge of the group. A few of the other pirates chuckled before shutting up when Amelia’s eyes glanced in their direction. “Now is not the time for jokes Mr. Fig.” she remarked.  “Neither is it a time for that ridiculous leg of yours either but you don’t see us complaining about it.” The reply came from over the shoulder of the small alien still working on the terminal.  Amelia firmly planted her good foot in the ground and hefted her metal leg. “Hello? It is a classic pirate motif.” She waved her metal leg for all to see. “All the best pirates from my world had peg legs. Without it it doesn’t complete the outfit.”  “Then all your famous pirates had terrible style.” Mr Fig remarked earning another round of laughter from the surrounding pirates.  “You’re not one to talk either Mr. Fig.” The small pirate remarked again as they pulled out several more colored wires. “You look like you jumped into a dumpster and put on whatever was there.” Mr. Fig looked down at his outfit. “I only wear what I kill. It’s not my fault my prey has terrible fashion sense.”  The small alien finally turned around and flashed a grin under their over-sized goggles. “No, it just means you have terrible sense in picking prey.” The surrounding pirates enjoyed another round of laughter before a warning growl from Mr. Fig silenced them. “If you weren’t so important Mr. Tipples I wouldn’t mind killing you for your tiny outfit. It might make a nice glove to wear so that every time I looked down at it I could remember your last dying breath.”  Amelia stamped her peg leg several times for silence. “That’s enough squabbling you two. My day is busy enough already without fashion talk.” “Yes captain, sorry captain.” came Mr. Fig and Mr. Tipples responses.  Amelia turned her attention back to the captives.  “Simple question then. Will the captain step forward and unlock this door?”  When no one stepped forward Amelia stamped her leg again and the Hydra moved towards her.  “I’m trying to be a team player here,” she said as the several heads of the Hydra wrapped around her, “but my patience does have its limits. Open. The. Door. Now.” She let go of the Hydra who slowly advanced on the nearest captured crew member and began loudly hissing, several strands of drool dripping from its mouths.  “Enough!” Jenka turned around to see the Morbis captain stand up. “I’m the captain of this vessel. If you promise to not harm any of my crew I will open the doors.”  “Bit late for that old timer.” Mr. Tipples replaced the panel and entered a series of key codes. The massive cargo doors began slowly retracting to the cheers of the pirates.  Amelia turned to the captain and smiled. “That was always the plan. We do so abhor violence after all.”  Without saying another word she moved towards the ever growing opening to the cargo hold flanked by Mr. Fig and Mr. Tipples. She was the only one to enter while the other two stood guard at the entrance. “Right lads, you know the drill.” Mr. Fig spoke as he casually pulled something from his teeth and flicked it at one of the nearby captives. “Captain gets first pick of the loot then everything else is divided up.” The pirates nodded eagerly and glanced hungrily at the entrance to the cargo hold imagining what treasures lay within.  Several minutes passed and Jenka couldn’t help but notice that the pirate captain had still not returned. Some of the pirates surrounding them were getting antsy as the time passed and still Amelia had not returned. They cast glances at Mr. Tipples who in turn looked up at Mr. Fig who simply shrugged.  He turned around and called out into the cargo hold. “Captain, everything alright in there?”  No reply... “Captain?” Mr. Fig called a second time with a hint of more concern then before.  The surrounding pirates were now growing concerned and hefted their weapons at their captives. Mr. Fig was just about to step into the cargo hold when Amelia suddenly appeared again from the gloom startling them.  “Jesus captain. A little warning next time before yo-” Amelia glared at Mr. Fig and the sudden look of raw hatred and anger on her face silenced him. Jenka noticed the other pirates take a cautious step backwards as if they knew something that look meant and were just as terrified as the Predatoria.  Amelia moved towards the captain of the Morbis Ulta, not bothering to wait for the other captives to move out of the way she merely shoved them violently out of her path.  At reaching the captain she grabbed him by the collar and lifted him to his feet, her eyes glaring like knives into his soul.  “Did you know what you were transporting?”  The captain stuttered as he struggled in the surprisingly strong grip of Amelia. She slapped him across the face sending him flying back to the floor.  “Did.You.Know?” Her voice was as sharp as a knifes edge as she looked around at the rest of the crew.  Jenka was unaware why the cargo would have upset the Amelia so much. All it was were products being sold to the Slitch Empire.  Without saying another word Amelia stamped her leg three times and once again the Hydra appeared at her side. She gestured to the cowering captain on the ground and spoke only one word.  “Feast.”  All five mouths of the Hydra shot open and the creature surged past Amelia. The captain began screaming as the five heads latched on to him and began biting off chunks of flesh one at a time. He cried and shouted for help as he tried to crawl away only for the Hydra to tear into his legs and pull him back.  Jenka recoiled at once putting as much distance as he could from from the horrific scene before him. Several other crew members rushed to their captains side to protect him but the Hydra turned on them just as rapidly. Teeth latching on to throats before ripping them wide open and leaving the gasping crew members bleeding out on the floor.  Jenka turned away from the nightmare unfolding before him to see Amelia camly walking away towards Mr. Fig.  She whispered something to him, then returned into the cargo hold.  Mr. Tipples looked up at Mr. Fig in confusion but with one glance something was communicated between the two of them. Mr. Tipples nodded and then followed after Amelia into the hold.  “Aim for their legs. No kill shots. Captain want’s her pet to have its meals alive.”  Without further orders the pirate crew hefted their weapons to their sides and began firing into the captives. True to their orders none of the shots killed anyone but sent them sprawling to the floor with cries of pain on their lips from the weapons fire.  Jenka tried to stand but was soon himself gunned down.  For a moment he was distracted by the ground shattering pain in his lower body until he heard a growing hissing sound. He barely was able to turn his head around to see All five of the Hydra’s heads now looking at him with starved eyes, blood dripping from their mouths.  Jenka was crying desperately as he crawled away, struggling for every inch that could be put between him and that monster.  The hissing grew louder and louder as he began to sob and claw his way over other crew members laying down on the cold deck.  The last thing Jenka felt was the tightening grip of five mouths latching on to his back and dragging him kicking and screaming backwards to his painful demise.  ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A gruesome finish to a space fairing story for sure, but so many questions are left unanswered.  Why did Amelia suddenly break her word and order the deaths of her captives? What cargo was the Morbis Ulta transporting that could so unnerve the Pirate queen of the asteroid belt? Why did her crew stand back and watch their captain’s pet feast on living people?  Find out in the next chapter of Humans are Weird: Space Pirates, A Pirate’s Perspective. 

[rose-tinted-nostalgia]

I never remember how my dreams began or all the build up I know existed. I know there was this man - and at some point he was a God in my eyes and at others he was Lucifer - and he cared for me, protected me. I remember in the beginning being cautious, hesitant. He stood in the distance, and he helped when needed. I was attacked at some point, and I woke up with a scar on my stomach, thin IV’s with medicine woven into my skin, to combat a lethal strain of infection that would keep reinfecting without it. He had saved my life. There were more subtle things in the beginning that I remembered when I first woke up, but I don’t remember them now. There was a lot of fights and attacks and dangers that I’ve pushed away. I remember running or driving at some point, and there was danger ahead, and I just barely whispered his name, and he appeared to fight it off. Then the relationship evolved from distant protector to someone appearing more frequently in my life. He offered me money, love, whatever I wanted, and it didn’t feel real. I thought it was a trick. But I remember I slowly began to fall for him. I remember him sending me pictures of paintings that he painted with the caption “You’ve inspired me.” One day I remember wanting to stay near him, and I was going to ask him to stay, and I was so embarrassed by this, even though it pleased him when I finally asked. I remember his name being Aeros in my dream (and I can only assume that’s Eros or cupid? which I guess would be fitting for a situation like this), but it wasn’t spelled that way in my head. Later in the dream it devolved into something else. He was Lucifier, god of hell instead. But he wasn’t evil in my eyes. Nothing about him had changed except for who I knew he was. But we formed this coven of sorts with other people, and I can’t even remember why, but it was something very reminiscent of Sabrina so I blame the show, but I remember sitting in this circle in this space in a hallway with a strange group of people, all very innocent and new and naive and not knowing what to expect from this encounter, but they were all just lost and looking for something so there they were. And Aeros or Lucifier or whoever he was sat beside me, and he wanted to paint something to commemorate this meeting, and he had this canvas, and I don’t remember seeing paints, but he painted with his fingers, and the canvas started off black and grey and he swirled them around with such percise movements, and then shapes and colors and faces emerged, and I remember it was the most incredible thing I had ever seen. The painting was beautiful, this amazing piece of art that looked like it could have taken years. He was embarrassed. He felt rushed. He felt like it wasn’t good enough to call his own. And I remember saying something like, “What are you talking about, it’s incredible?” and he just laughed, this laugh that was so short and surprised and sweet, like that was the greatest thing I could have ever said, like he was so proud and appreciative, and I can’t imagine that amount of emotion ever existing in one laugh, a laugh so human, but he loved that I said that, he loved me. I remember realizing I loved him, just from that laugh, and I grabbed his hand. The dream was all danger and fear and skepticism and then it was all safety and innocent love. It just felt so bizarre yet comforting. It was nice feeling protected and loved and cared for and respected. Even if it was by some mysterious god that existed in the space reserved for something both good and evil. I didn’t read last night before bed. I didn’t work on my story. I didn’t watch anything on TV. I’m not sure where this came from. but it’s stuck with me since I’ve woken up. 

[lets-cleverstudentchaos-love]

Storm Engines

Storm: The Engine

The day will come where planets are awakened, moons are harvested, and the death of the universe becomes a faint pause, an folk tale. That day is the apocolypse.

The contents of this book are scribbles and scrabbles from a decaying mind of Andrew Cozad, who in his own right, considers himself once a smart man.

My memory is fading and with it some of the great ideas each man posses.

Therefore i took time to write this out as if it was a desired plan to research, implement and happen.

This consist of a representation of the greatest tech assembled together with raw elements to house and consist of a way to travel to outer solar system and then beyond.

Thus it begins,

Consisting in this is a spacecraft and an engine, that utilizes the most devestating force, ever. Electric Light-i.e. plasma Plasma flows from postive to negative its the force that binds magnets and has properties that can pull and attract certain things mostly rock or lithic orgins. The craft shall be 500 yards long, 4 stories hieght(10 feet per storiex4) 40 feet or approximately 13.3 yards height. The diameter would be in correlation to hiegh in length. As in ever half inch in length, correspondes to 1 yard in height. Thus making this craft 18,000 inches long, 480 inches tall. there are 9,000 half inches in 18,000 inches, and there are 13.3 yards of height thus making the craft 119,7000 inches wide. that is 9,975 feet wide or 3,325 yards wide. Volume=widthxheightxlength Volume(yds) 3,325yds x 13.3yds x 500yds=22,111,250yds^3 2,625 cubic feet was the crew portion volume of the space shuttle or 875 yds^3 Thus making this craft significant and a crucial task, given that it is 25,270 times larger than the space shuttle. The earth is 260 billion cubic miles or 141,746,175,999,999,950,000 cubid yards, therefore given the desparity of the measurments between the cubix yards of the spacecraft mentioned above(22,111,250 cubic yards volume) and that of Earths significantly approximatelly The correlation between length and width in this instance was given so that hieght and length could be adjusted for areodynamics. which will sound stange for space filght, but a wider craft with less height a minor lengh provides less stress on the center with a width so large you think the balance would be off however the width in space is important to the engine that drives this vehicle. Also of height it is impartive that the height can withstand a mininum threshold(i.e. think a stone) they are not very high (considering other elements) but can be layered to improve to great hieghts. however for sa specific craft the forces that will be actng upon this will crush any mass less then the velocirty in which it is travelingtimes length divided by mass. therfore mass is essential. mass and densenity are moreover are further understood by many of scientist to consist of the following equations mass/volume=density.  Therefore increase in either of these numbers but more specifically an increase in mass and decrese in volume will have a greater density in the object(spacecraft) In this case the mass of the the spacefraft would be essential to be defenite and also is important so that we ascertain data that the mass of an object at or near light speed can do, withstand and it's properties. First, the spacecraft will be unmaned. To understand this we look at many of essential saftey protocols of the near last century. It is better to gather data and lose the unmaned vehicle certainly inflicting colleteral damage but not human loss. No more information needed. Therefore this craft will be like a drone in space, or a sateliette around the earth, it will need maitnence but not direct human intervention in flight. A very difficult task. Tthe most intergrated piece of equipment this craft will have is not the engine, nor the protection of heat shields, crygenics, and thermal and nuclear survivalbility but it's A.I. monitor. To test the limits of a true, non-earth based A.i. distance from other, all other life forms may be neccessary and crucial to development and understanding A.i. I'll give the following scenerio, if a human intellegence was captured on this planet and placed somewhere were the man/woman was in danger or even felt in danger the mind would react in a way of immense inguenuiety or violence to get to saftey. In order to understand the core values either positive or negative of a self- learning, self-evolving system like artifical intellegence, the quantum computer age and algorithic advents we need to send  a craft in deep space so far that it believes it is alone. In order to also understand our function as humans we need to do this i beleive take that not lightely but suffecient enough. I cannot supply much information more than a simple suggestion on building such. Allow Facebook, Google, Apple and Twitter perhaps a unique combonation but nonetheless allow them to contribute to such a project. Allow them to pubicly endorse or reject this proposal to build a A.i. in their capacity that would do projects, task al by itself. The rest of this pamplet will include the engine, the componets, and a little of the fuel background. Next, is the engine. Considering the fact that rockets, ion thrusters, windails are all available i give this to you as an exchange of sorts. This is my basic and unique understanding of the so called( i called) Plasma Engine. The plasma engine is a push and pull, a magnetic like engine that isnt really much of a thrust or liftoff as a straight pointer engine, in a sense a laser that will break and test the fabric of intersteller space. In order to understand the reason i endevor to understand, illistrate, and describe this i reach out to suggest what would you do if every day you felt obligated to hurt, to feel misunderstood and feel like death and betrayed every day of your adult life? I compell i speak as a human, a man, and someone who is wishing and betting on this to turn out into something i can benfit from. Nevertheless, as electricity flows to a conductor or rather as i know it can flow into even insulator, but an insulator can project the electric force outward like a bounce of a basketball off the ground it repels the immense heat and charge of the electric force. Insulators are not found everywhere thus to scale this engine into a spacecraft, to create a thunderstorm in an spacecraft first we need these things.   gases(selection required) i sugguest the one of most dense noble gas. radon or Xenon seems like a good fit due to their density alone, able to outperform stress as they are nobel are a great as well.  This will be a base gas to perform a "leap" into intersteller space as far as a large beam(plasma) will be pointed into space at a object large enough that the mass of the spacecraft is less than the object.

Though damaging to the surface of the object it is pointed at, if percise the object can be a catalyst to the engine--a laser pointer.

Ill be honest lasers escpae me but this idea remains.

Take a very large laser pointer into space point at it at a distance rock and zoom. you have light speed.

Now it's not that simple, but the ideas or rathers the properties of the electromagnetic radiance and property remains.

the pointer is the engine, it is the main compoinet of the engine.

However to create this would require gases stated above, and free flow of those gases into a chamber where reacting with heat then a large telescopic lens can be funneled into a fast and more importantly reliable laser. Now that is the basic understanding i have, thus outling a reasonable volume of craft, a few componets of the engine, i imagine it will be taken into consideration by someone who has their mind or body in better health.

In summary the laser will use electromagnetism to pull the laser to the object rather than thrust of a typicall rocket or engine that porpels forward.... the essential part of this is that it pulls the craft to the object, no more no less. Think of it like that and you might get somewhere.

[orchidendlesss]

The Great Deceiver, speaker of lies, the ultimate defiler

You regret everything? Do you now? I know you don't even know the notion of regret. You never regretted your actions, only the consequences. You never regretted what you did, but only the fact that it led to me finding out and leaving you forever. You regret not being able to have the same comfort, but not the things you did and how it made me feel.

I saw your true colours, I saw you in your purest form, I saw the things you would say and think only when alone in the dark. Your true feelings and attitude towards life and relationship. Pushing your best friends towards actions and thoughts that would scar them for life.

And how dare you beg for forgivenes? How dare you continue lying straight to my face, without a single flinch in your eyes. Plot and scheme behind my back all along. I realized, the problem never was that I didn't give enough attention or love. It was just that you needed someone else's. You needed everyone's, one just didn't cut it for you. You souless deverourer.

How many things did you hide and lie about through the years, I can only imagine. You fooled me and took advantage of me. You never wanted me the way I did you. You never wanted me for anything more than comfort.

You took every decision, every step, very percisely and you made sure no one would know what you were and what you were doing, but the ugly truth came out eventually.

You are the kind of being, that is not human, it doesn't posses human nature. Something without guilt, emotions, feelings. Something completely lying and decieving, oh Great Deceiver.

I can only regret for letting you in my life and giving away my complete self to you, to only toy with me and hurt me in the most gruesome ways.

You clearly knew what you were doing behind my back. And that night, you also knew what you were doing, oh you knew very well it was exactly what you wanted. You went there with the clear intention of ending the night on some car's hood, fucked by whomever. You never cared, you never felt love or affection or anything at all. You whore.

You can try to lie more and justify your actions, but we both know you are the rotten one and we both know you lie even to yourself, being in denial of what you truly are.

You made it clear what the whole thing meant for you in the end and that this was not by far the first time you've broken vows and moral obligation and been with someone else.

I will never ever believe another word coming from your split tounge mouth. You hurt and lie and cheat and bring pain and suffering and this is all you do and this is all you're ever going to get. And it's all coming for you. Nobody wants and nobody cares about people like you, not even their own blood.

You are weak and damaged beyond repair. You will never be able to speak the truth and come to terms with the disgusting creature you are. And you love it, you wouldn't change it for anything and I proved it to you. What didn't I guve to you and for you? Didn't I give you Love? Affection? Attention? Understanding? Advise? Money? Sex? Didn't I always defend you and stand by you in your worst times, both physical and mental? And you had the arrogance and insolense of not even feeling guilty about it all, yet alone confess your sins or regret them. You had the eyes to even lie about loving me and wanting to marry me. You had everything you ever wanted and didn't even bet an eye. You'll never change, you'll never stop lying and decieving, you'll never stop hurting other and causing destruction and pain. Have it your way, all the way.

I'll recover from this and be stronger than ever, but you... you will only continue digging yourself deeper beneath the bottom that you've reached long ago. I have no symphaty towards an evil being such as you. I hope you get everything you deserve. I will learn everything, all you've hidden all along from me, I'll know and I'll warn everyone for what you really are. You'll be alone in the whole wide world and this is only the least you deserve.

Stop pretending and hiding behind your mask. Tear down your facade, I know what you are.

You are dead and shall remain dead forever.

D.M.

[fatrainbowmermaidunicorn]

Let’s Not Fall In Love (Park Jimin x You ONESHOT)

A/N:This request is written with inspiration from Big Bang's Let's Not Fall In Love and this line from 5SOS' Lie To Me:

"And I know that you don't But if I ask you if you love me I hope you li-li-li-lie Lie to me " 😢😢😭😭

Angst, angst and angst all over. And oh yeah a lot of implied smut but nothing on real smut since I still dont think I'm good at it :( I am sorry about that. I dont know if this is what you have in mind anon but I really do hope you enjoy it 😘

anddd REQUESTS ARE STILL OPEN!

MASTERLIST

"Don't fall in love with me,"

Those are the last thing that came out from Jimin's mouth before he crashes his lips into hers, hands busy holding her up so she can wrapped her legs around his waist. And as Jimin walked them into his bedroom, everything else doesnt matter as the two of them engulfed themselves in each other's passionate embraced.

Y/N and Jimin are friends. Well, not really close friends, but yes, friends. But there has always been some undescribable sexual tension between them even from the moment they were first introduced to each other by their mutual friend, the one and only Kim Taehyung.

Years of being friends with Taehyung, Y/N never once said yes to his millions invite to hang out with his group members until that fateful night. After a week of being holed up in her room after a disastrous breakup with her long time boyfriend and after swearing in every way possible that she will never ever fall in love and cursing every male she sees, Y/N finally agress to Taehyung's invite.

She has seen the six boys in pictures, obviously who hasnt? They are known worldwide, and heard a lot about them from Taehyung but he didnt imagined them to look this... this beautiful in real life.

Especially Park Jimin.

With his soft blonde hair falling lightly into his eyes as he smirked and swirl his drink, obviously eyeing her up and down as Taehyung introduced them, Y/N feel her whole body tingles under his domineering gaze and she suddenly felt the urgent need to know this man.

And that's percisely what she did.

What started off as countless innocent dinner and hangout sessions with the whole group slowly turns into nights of hanging out together, just the two of them. Y/N can feel Taehyung giving them curious looks whenever they excuse themselves to be alone or when Y/N quietly ditch him to spend the night with Jimin instead. It didnt get past Taehyung the subtle touches and meaningful looks the two of them gave to each other, sharing emotions that was never spoken, making him worry.

"Be careful Y/N. Jimin is not the kind of man you should fall in love with, and I know you. You are the kind of girl who falls in love, no matter what you say," Taehyung followed you around your apartment as you start to put away your newly bought groceries.

"Okay, first of all, I dont know what you are talking about. Second, there's definitely nothing going on between Jimin and me and third, I'm not that easy. I have given up on men remember?" She rolled her eyes. Taehyung ran his hand through his hair and sighed.

"I know you are not easy Y/N. But... I just care about you. You are my best friend. And I know Jimin. And I definitely know the looks you two gave each other,"

"Tae," she turns to him and shake his shoulders. "Its sweet that you worry about me. But nothing is going to happen between us. I promise,"

Taehyung groaned. "Fine. I'm trusting you on this Y/N. I just dont want you to get hurt again after what that asshole did to you," Y/N cringe at the reminder of her ex boyfriend. "Just... just dont fall in love with Jimin, okay?"

Y/N smile and kisses his cheeks. "You are very sweet Tae. The best best friend ever,"

"Just promise me Y/N," Taehyung pouts, making her chuckle.

"I promise I wont fall in love with Jimin,"

/////

It hasnt even been a month and Y/N has already broken her promise to Taehyung. A little dirty dancing on the club's dance floor, a little too much to drink and a few suggestive whisper from Jimin to her ear as he grind into her leads to the two of them stumbling outside the club flagging down a cab, making their way to her apartment, lips attached to one another the whole way there.

Y/N fumbled with her keys as Jimin keeps on kissing her neck. After finally opening the door with much difficulty, the two of them tumbles in where Jimin immediately turned her around and pinned her against the wall, kissing her lips passionately. He slowly trailed down to her jawline, neck and collarbone, leaving red and purple marks that will surely show tomorrow making her moan out loud.

"Y/N..." he hissed slowly, which is only answered by another moan. "Y/N, I have wanted to do this for so long," he whispered between kisses which is now slowly trailing down to her chest.

"Nghhh,"

"Do you want me? I need to hear you say it princess," Jimin's voice husky and needy, breaking through her hazy mind as his kisses trails back to her jaw and lips.

"Yes.. yes Jimin. I want you. I want you so bad," Jimin suddenly stopped and cupped her face between his hands, making her look at him. With dark eyes glazed with lust and want he rubbed her bottom lip with his thumb.

"If we do this I need you to promise me one thing,"

"Wh..what is it?" Y/N stutttered. She wants him so bad for so long and after tasting him, there is nothing she wouldnt agree on just to have him tonight.

"Dont fall in love with me,"

Y/N was surprised. At the back of her mind she could hear Taehyung's warning repeating itself. It scares her a little why Jimin himself is saying this to her in the middle of something so passionate. Something so intimate. Jimin leaned in and start to kiss her earlobes, slinking down to her neck, making her moan and lose all rationality again.

"Do you promise?" He whispered as he brings his head up to her ears again. Consumed with want, Y/N couldnt think straight. Afterall, its impossible to fall in love with someone just from one night of passionate sex right? And she wants Jimin so bad, she felt like dying. Afraid that he would stop if her answer is the opposite she rapidly nodded her head.

"Yes Jimin, yes!"

"Thank God," was what Y/N was sure she heard as Jimin suddenly kissed her hard after listening to her answer. Tounge and plump lips asking permission for more as they lick and pulled her bottom lip. His hands are busy holding her up so she can curled her legs around hjs waist, grazing against his hard erection and making her already short dress bunch up higher around her waist, exposing her white lace panties that's already damp from all his ministrations. He quickly carried her back to her bedroom and threw her on the bed before he crawls over her, dark obsidian eyes looking deep into hers.

"You are mine tonight princess,"

Y/N wake up smiling the next day as she traces Jimin's handsome sleeping face beside her. What happened last night makes her blush but she still couldnt get her eyes off how beautiful he is, even when he's sleeping. A different kind of feeling start to bloom in her chest but she quickly shakes it away after remembering both Taehyung's and Jimin's warning.

"Done staring at me?" Jimin's raspy morning voice break her thoughts and she blinked to see Jimin, eyes wide open, smiling at her. She ducked her head and blushed harder.

"I dont think you have anything to be embarassed about after last night princess. You were quite the-" Y/N's eyes widen and she quickly slapped her hands over his mouth to stop him from finishing off his statement. Jimin laughs out loud.

"You are so cute," he said as he scoot up, leaning against the headboard, making the blanket that's covering his body slid down to his waist, revealing his toned and chiseled chest, now littered with purple and red marks. Y/N felt her face heat up in embarassment once again and tried to rolled away, getting off the bed but Jimin managed to pull her before she can escape, making her fall on top of him.

"I dont think we are done yet princess," his voice husky as he nibbled her earlobe, making Y/N close her eyes and moan, enjoying the sensation. Jimin slid off the blanket that is wrapped around her, revealing her naked body before eyeing her up and down.

"You are so beautiful," he said against her lips before capturing them with his, hands adjusting her so she straddled his naked hips, his now hard erection grazing her wet hot core. "Ride me princess,"

/////

Jimin buttoned up his shirt from last night after a warm shower, turning to smile at Y/N who is still wrapped up in the blanket on the bed, looking at him.

"Hey, do you... maybe uh want to grab some lunch?" Y/N hesitantly asked as she scooted up her upper body so she is now leaning against the headboard.

"I would love to but I cant today. I have to get back to the dorm," Jimin flashed her an apologetic smile.

"Oh? But Tae said you guys had a free day today?"

"Yeah we do. I need to get ready. I have a date this evening," Jimin said so casually as he tried to patted down his messy hair in the mirror. Y/N felt her chest tighten at his words.

A date? After they just...

"A... a date?" Jimin turned around to face her, giving her a questioning look.

"Yeah. Why?" He cocked his head before his eyes widen after seeing the expression on her face. "Shit Y/N. Did you perhaps thinks that we are together now or something? I thought I already told you-"

"No, no," YN waved her hands around, trying to surpressed the hurt she felt. She knew he had warned her beforehand, but she thought last night would mean something to him. "Just surprised is all. I just didnt know you had plans," she gave him a tiny smile, hoping it would cover the pain she is suddenly feeling. Jimin released a deep breath, feeling relieved.

"Thank god. I thought for a second there you actually thought there's something more between us other than just sex," he laughs. Y/N felt her heart cracked at how casual Jimin is. Just sex? Is that what this is to him? Dont their friendship means something more to him than branding her into just another girl he fucked? Jimin lean in and kiss her forehead, something that feels intimate to Y/N but she knew its just an innocent gesture that doesnt mean anything to Jimin. "I have to go now, I'm late. See you around and maybe we can do... this again sometime," he winked before heading out the door.

Y/N heard the front door clicked, indicating Jimin has left her apartment. She felt her chest tighten more and more as she look around her room that is littered with evidence of last night's lovemaking, or according to Jimin, just sex. Y/N closes her eyes and scream out her frustration at the top of her lungs, throwing her pillow across the room, hitting the things on her desk.

They warned you Y/N. Do not fall in love with Park Jimin.

/////

Despite the pain she felt that first time they slept together and Jimin just left for a date, Y/N keeps on going back to him. Everytime he looks her way or when his hand lingered a little longer on her thigh...

Park Jimin is forbidden and a sin. But he's a sin that Y/N is willing to go to hell for.

And that is how she ended up between the sheets with Jimin countless of times where he will wakes up the next day and move on with his life, meeting girls and flirting with everybody he sees. Sometimes it hurts her to see a fresh batch of love bites littering his body when they get together. Love bites that doesnt belong to her. But she wanted Jimin so bad, she's willing to just close her eyes and pretend she didnt see them as she basked in his kisses and passionate touch for the night. To make things worse, well at least worse for Y/N's heart that is slowly falling for him, Jimin will care for her, showing her how concern he is and worry about her. Always cleaning her up and tucking her in, even makinh breakfast on days he didnt have anything else plan. Jimin would listen to her if she had a bad day at work or at class, and gave her tired feet a good rub when she needed it. Y/N knows that sex aside, they were first and foremost, friends. And friends take care of each other.

And that is all she is to Jimin. Friends. Maybe with some extra benefit.

And she needs to get that into her hopelessly love sick brain.

"You are sleeping with him arent you?" Taehyung sudden question took her by surprise, making her almost choked on her pancakes.

"Who?" Y/N tries her best to feign ignorance. But Taehyung knows better and rolled his eyes.

"Park freaking Jimin. Who else?"

"Wh..what? Why would you say that?"

"Well... maybe because he always comes back from your apartment with last night's clothes and butt tons of hickeys that always give our stylist a hard time to cover up everytime we had a shoot the next day?"

"He...hey. why do you assumed its me. Jimin meets a lot of women-"

"That's right. Jimin does meet a lot of women. Its who he is," Taehyung cut her off, his eyes now soft as he looks at his best friend's face. "Y/N... I warned you and I dont want you to get hurt,"

"Tae," Y/N reached out to hold Taehyung's hand across the table, pushing her plates of pancakes to the side. "I'm okay. I know what kind of relationship me and Jimin have. We are something like... friends with benefit?" She hesitates. "A lot of benefit actually," she chuckles, trying to lighten the mood.

"But Y/N. I know you. You are the type of girl who wants a real relationship. You want breakfast in bed and cuddles. Ice cream dates and flowers. Late night texts and video calls. Not some fuck me and leave me kinda relationship," Taehyung's furrowed his eyebrows in worry.

"Tae, dont worry about me. I'm a big girl, I know what I'm doing," she poke her now limped pancakes. "You had warned me. Even Jimin himself had warned me. I know what I'm doing okay?" Taehyung sighed.

"Fine. If you say so," his expression turns serious. "But Y/N. You know I'm only saying this because I care about you right? You are my best friend and I dont want you to get hurt," Y/N smile at how cute Taehyung is. Always taking care of her.

"I know Tae. I know. And I'm glad to have someone like you on my side," and if only my heart actually listen to you before falling helplessly in love with Park Jimin.

/////

As days passes by, Y/N's heart grows fonder of Jimin and she felt like he is changing too. He starts to spend more extra time with her now. No more immediately leaving the apartment after their morning quickies, but instead he takes her out to eat, or cook breakfast together jn her tiny kitchen. Some days, they even skip the sex and spend the night cuddle up in a blanket, watching a movie until they fall asleep. With all the changes in his behavior, Y/N starts to feel a sense of hope.

Is Park Jimin falling in love with her too?

God, she hope he is, because she's not afraid to admit it now. She is hopelessly in love with Park Jimin.

But dreams are what it is, a dream. After Jimin suddenly cancelled his plan to come over one night, of course without any further explanation, Y/N decides to finally join back the real world and went out to dinner with her girlfriends at some fancy restaurant. The night went well, they talked about everything and laughing so hard until her mouth hurts, well that is until one of her friends point to a table behind her.

"Omg, that's BTS' Park Jimin!" Y/N felt her heart beats faster at the sound of his name, a smile starting to formed on her lips. "He's on a date! Omg! And she's beautiful!"

Y/N's smile immediately dissapeared after that. A date? She knows Jimin met up with other woman while he's sleeping with her. Heck, he even sleeps with other woman while he's sleeping with her. But she thought his feelings changed this past few weeks. Doesnt he treat her better now? More special? Why is he still going on dates?

"Hey, that's the girl from the new girl group isnt it?" Another friend ask. Y/N downed the rest of her drink, feeling she needs all the liquid courage she can have before she turns around and look at what her friends are gaping about. True enough, the moment she turns around, Jimin is sitting in the table just right behind her, devastatingly handsome with his blond hair styled neatly and dressed in a slim fitted black suit with a white shirt underneath. Y/N suddenly felt a pang of possesiveness and jealousy but she knows there's nothing she can do about it but stare. Jimin finally  caught her staring and the moment he did, he smile at her and raised his glass, indicating a greeting. As if she is just a friend he saw while being on a date.

Wait. That is exactly what's happening. Jimin is on a date. And Y/N is his friend.

Y/N felt her chest tighten and turned back around immediately. How can Jimin act this way? Does she really meant nothing to him?

"Holy crap. Did Park Jimin just raised his glass to you Y/N?" One of her friends exclaimed.

"N..no. I dont think so,"

"He obviously did!" Another one cut in. Y/N didnt know what to say until she remembers that they know about her and Taehyung's long term friendship.

"Urm maybe. Taehyung introduced us once. I didnt think he would still recognized me though," she gave a sheepish smile.

"Oh yes. I forgot about that. Damn you are one lucky bitch Y/N. That best friend of yours is extremely hot. Arent you ever going to introduce Taehyung to us?" And just like that the conversation switch from Park Jimin to Kim Taehyung's level of hotness and Y/N has never been more grateful.

Y/N peeled off her dressed and hopped in the shower, putting on her comfiest nightie once done. A night that's supposed to help her relax and forget turns into a disaster. All because Park freaking Jimin decides to date some extremely beautiful girl idol and bring her to the most expensive restaurant in town. Trying to drown her thoughts in the drama series she's currently watching and failing miserably, Y/N dragged her pathetic self into her room, ready to just sleep when someone knock on her front door. Without thinking much, she went and opened it, assuming it must be her best friend. Taehyung do love to show up unexpectedly in the middle of the night anyway.

But what stands in front of her is not Kim Taehyung, but Park Jimin. Still dressed in the suit he wore to the godforsaken date and leaning against the door frame, a smirk on his face.

"Hi princess," Y/N rolled her eyes.

"What are you doing here Jimin?"

"Well," he straighten up, but the smile still not leaving his beautiful face. "I cant get over how gorgeous you look when I saw you at the restaurant just now. I swear princess, every guy in there is just staring at you. And it makes me angry,"

Y/N suddenly felt heat blooms up in her chest at Jimin's sudden show of possesiveness. Is Jimin jealous?

"Why does it matter to you if they look at me? You have your idol princess with you there right," Y/N hate how childish, petty and jealous she sounds but that is just how she feels. Jimin chuckle and steps inside her apartment, closing the door and locking it.

"She's beautiful isnt she?" Jimin asks, anger start to rise in Y/N with his question. "But I dont simply take girls home on a first date Y/N. You know that. And seeing you there... if gives me a problem that I think only you can help," he whispered huskily as he steps closer to her. Y/N felt like crying. Is that all she is to him? A place to satisfy himself? Y/N pushed him away and walked off.

"No. Im not doing this tonight. Im not going to sleep with you just because you get horny after your date and is not able to fuck her Jimin!"

"Oh come on princess. Isnt that what our relationship is about? Helping each other?" He pulls her arm, closing the gap between them once again. Y/N blinked back the tears that threaten to fall. Jimin is right. When they first agreed to this... this friends with benefit arrangement, that is what the two of them had agreed upon. To help each other released their sexual frustration whenever they need to.

Well, that was before she fell in love with him.

Now, every touch, every kiss from him felt different. Even the way he smile at her makes her heart flutter. She doesnt just want him physically, she wants him emotionally, she wants all of him. The good, the bad, his flaws and his mistake, everything.

Jimin starts to give butterfly kisses from her ear down to her neck before capturing her lips with his. "Dont tell me you dont want me tonight princess, when your body is telling me otherwise," he whisper as he nibbled her ear, his warm breath sending her shivers. Everything about Jimin is intoxicating. His scent, his voice, his taste... it makes Y/N forget everything else. With nimble hands Jimin pushed down the straps of her nightie off her shoulders, making the skimpy outfit fell to the ground, leaving her bare to his eyes.

"You are beautiful. Always so beautiful for me," he said againsts her lips as he captured hers with his and lead her into the bedroom.

Y/N woke up to the smell of waffles and coffee the next day. As she rubbed her sleepy eyes and padded towards the kitchen, she giggled as she is greeted with the sight of Jimin in her flowery apron, setting the table with the breakfast he successfuly prepared without burning the kitchen down.

"Oh, you are awake," he leaned over and kissed her cheeks, making Y/N's heart swell. "Come, eat," he smile and lead her to her seat. That's the thing about Jimin. He confuses her. One minute he acts as if their relationship means nothing but sex to him, and then he suddenly acts all sweet and acting like the perfect boyfriend. Y/N wishes nothing more than to understand what's going on in that brain of his. To understand him. To know him.

"I have the day off today. Want to spend it together? We can eat delicious food and catch a movie. Maybe take a walk in the park later in the evening?" Jimin suggested between shoving waffles in his mouth. Y/N couldnt help the smile that blooms across her face. Of course she would love to spend the day with Jimin. She would agree to anything as long as its Jimin.

"That sounds great,"

The day went amazingly well. They had fun, talking and laughing. Despite having to wear masks and hide out from one shop to another in order to avoid Jimin's fangirls, the rest of the day went smoothly. As he drops her off at her apartment he leans in and kiss her on the cheeks.

"Thanks for today. I needed that. Work has been crazy," he smile.

"No problem. I had fun too," she fiddled with her hands. "Do you... do you want to come in?" Jimin laughs.

"Why are you so nervous around me? That is so cute," he pinched her cheeks. "But no. Not tonight. I have to go back to the dorm or Namjoon hyung will kill me," he laughs again.

"Okay then," Jimin was about to walk away when he turns back around.

"Oh, dont forget about tomorrow. Tae asks me to remind you that we are going to that new club tomorrow," he reminded her. "See you there?" Y/N nodded.

"Sure. Goodnight Jimin,"

"Goodnight princess," Jimin gave one last smile before walking away, leaving Y/N with a stomach full of butterflies. She wish everyday is as beautiful as today.

The club was crowded, filled to the brim with young people dancing, grinding against each other and drinking well. Y/N finally found Taehyung and the rest of the boys in the VIP area after much difficulty, but as she approached them, she realized that Jimin and Jungkook is missing.

"Before you ask," Taehyung said, knowing exactly who Y/N is looking for and points towards the dance floor where the two man is dancing with some girls, showing off their dance move. Y/N felt her heart is about to burst when she sees the way Jimin stick himself to one of the girl's back, grinding his hips into her ass as one of her hand held around his neck, head leaning against his shoulder. Yesterday was wonderful, they had an amazing day together. Why is he doing this again? Does she really meant nothing to him? Nothing at all?

"You okay?" Taehyung asks, concerned. Y/N averted her gaze from Jimin and smile at her best friend.

"Yeah, yeah. I just need a drink," and drink she did. Glass after glass. Especially when Jimin brought the girl he was dancing with back to their booth, where she sat on his lap the whole time, face buried in his neck, kissing and biting him. Jimin only give Y/N a winked when he first saw her and continue to basked in the girl who is pratically dry humping him in the booth. While the other boys didnt mind them, most probably used to Jimin and his playboy ways, Y/N couldnt stop herself from looking at the two.

Why are you doing this Jimin? Arent I enough? And why are you torturing yourself Y/N? Look away. Look away!

Y/N finally gets up and tumbled to the dance floor, a little drunk, once Jimin starts to make out with the girl, not even a trace of shame or guilt on his face, and decides to find herself a man. Being drunk is a plus point as she starts to dance and grind against the men that showed interest in her. She turned her gaze to the booth and even in her drunken state, she can feel her heart burst and crack as she sees Jimin take the girl's hand and lead her to the exit, waving his members goodbye. A sure sign that he is taking the girl home. Taking her home and doing things that he should be doing with her.

Maybe its the jealousy. Maybe because she's hurt. Maybe because she's just drunk.

Maybe because she just love Jimin so much she's willing to self distruct.

Y/N turned back to the mam she's dancing with and whisper in his ear. "Take me home and fuck me tonight," And the man's smile stretched across his face as he leads her out and she gave a drunken wave goodbye to a worry Taehyung before willingly following him out.

Y/N wakes up the next day, naked, dirty, alone and feeling like shit. Her head is throbbing from a massive hangover and it hurts even more when she realizes she had slept with some stranger just out of spite. Just because Jimin hurts her. For the millionth time. And he doesnt even know. After a hot shower, a nice breakfast and a cup of coffee to help heal her hangover, Y/N wrapped herself in her blanket and waste the whole day away just watching TV, although she cant focus on anything she's currently watching.

Her thoughts are only on Jimin, Jimin, Jimin.

Did he slept with that girl last night? Did he stay the night? Did he cook her breakfast? Did he feel that she is better than her?

With her head filled with Jimin, unexpected tears finally rolling down her cheeks, Y/N fell asleep, only to be awaken by a knock on her door. Still in dazed and not fully awake, she opened it to find Park Jimin standing in front of her, smiling.

"Jimin?"

"Hey princess. Just coming to check on you. Tae said you were pretty drunk last night," he chuckles at her dazed expression. "Looks like it hits you hard,"

"Why do you care? Arent you busy last night?" She snapped.

"What's with you? I came because I'm your friend and I dont want you to be hangover alone," Jimin raised his eyebrows at Y/N's biting tone.

"Oh now you care?"

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"You didnt care much when that girl from last night was busy dry humping you in the club last night," Jimin sighed.

"Seriously Y/N? This again? Are you going to be like this whenever you see me with another girl?" Y/N didnt answer and turned away. How is she supposed to answer that without revealing her real feelings for him? Jimin pulled her hand, not satisfied with her silence, making the wide collar of her baggy tshirt slipped down her shoulder, exposing the many marks on her neck from her night with the stranger.

"Did you bring someone home last night?" Jimin questioned as he eyed the marks all over body, knowing immediately that those marks didnt belong to him. Y/N hastily pulled back the collar, covering herself up.

"Even if I did, why do you care?" Jimin gave out a sarcastic laugh.

"You were just a second ago giving me shit because I fucked another girl and yet you did just the same thing last night princess, and you ask me why I care?" he snarled, pulling her closer to him, his grip tight on her wrist.

"Do you think you are the only one who can satisfy me Jimin? Guess what, you arent," Y/N spat back. She and Jimin had never fought to this extend before. They never talked about their relationship or what they do with other people. Plus, Jimin has never put a claim on her, never been this possesive and it feels good. Jimin felt anger start to consumed him. He dont understand why, but he just didnt like it. The thought that somebody else has touched what used to be his. Knowing that somebody else has touched her in the ways he did.He steps closer to her, making her walk backwards and fall onto the couch. He crawls on top of her and held both of her wrist on top of her head as he nuzzle her neck.

"You think he can do it better than me princess? You think he can fuck you better than me?" Jimin's words are cold as he left his own marks over the ones already on her neck. "Tonight you are going to learn to whom you exactly belong to princess,"

/////

Y/N rolled to her side as she look at Jimin's back. Jimin had made love to her four times that night, proving to her to whom she really belongs to. She traces his soft hair with the pad of her fingertips and kiss the back of his neck. Jimin is so beautiful, she felt like crying. She wants him so bad. She wants him to want her. She wants him to love her, just as much as she loves him.

"I love you Park Jimin," she softly whispered as she heard Jimin's steady breathing, indicating that he is asleep. "I know I promise I wont fall in love with you, but I did. I did Jimin..." she nuzzled his neck. "Why wont you love me back Jimin, when I love you so much? What do I have to to make you love me?" She mumbled as she buried her face in his neck and tighten her arms around his waist.

Little did she know that Jimin is wide awake and heard every little thing that she said.

////^

Y/N didnt know what she did wrong. Every since that night it seems as if Jimin was avoiding her. He was fine the next morning. Eating breakfast together with her and went back to the dorm, but after that, there is no more calls or text from him. He didnt even join the boys whenever she went to hang out together with them. Even Taehyung cant answer her question as Jimin never said anything about it to anybody.

Feeling restless as it has been two weeks without hearing anything from Jimin, Y/N takes the drastic measure to just showed up at the dorm unannounced, surprising even Taehyung.

"Y/N? What are you doing here?"

"I'm here to see Jimin, Tae. I'm pretty sure he's avoiding me and it drives me crazy because I dont know why," she pulled at her hair. "He's home right?"

"Yeah he is. But I dont think you are going to like what you're going to see," Taehyung mumbled.

"What do you mean?" She asks, cocking her head as Taehyung open the door and let her in, only to be greeted with the sight of a girl leaving Jimin's room, in obvious last night's clothes. Make up smeared and hair messy, as Jimin stand by his door clad only in his boxers saying goodbye to the girl. Y/N patted her chest, trying to calm herself at the sight.

Calm down Y/N. You and Jimin are just friends. There is nothing between the two of you. You have no right over him. No matter how posessive he is over you the last night you were together. You are him and not in a relationship. Remember that.

"Y/N? What are you doing here?" Jimin only now realizing her presence that has been standing there like a statue. It hurts her to see how calm and composed he is eventhough he knows she saw what goes down between him and the girl just now.

"We need to talk. Can we do it in your room?"

"Yeah sure. Come on in," he motioned towarda his room and closes the door once they entered. He picked up his shirt and puts in on before turning to her. "So.. what's up?"

"What's up? That's what you are going to ask me?" She raised an eyebrow. "Why are you avoiding me Jimin? What did I do?"

"I'm not avoiding you,"

"Please Jimin, dont treat me like a fool. We both know you are avoiding me. I just dont know why," she plead. "Dont you think our friendship means something enough for you to at least tell me why?"

Jimin sighed and ran his hand through his hair, as if contemplating something that is extremely difficult for him. After choosing his words carefully, he opened his mouth.

"I heard what you said that night," his voice is barely above a whisper, but still, in the silence of the room, Y/N heard every single word, making her heart beats faster.

"What?"

"I heard you. That night. When you told me you love me,"

"Jimin, I-"

"You promised me Y/N. You promised me that you wont fall in love with me! Why do you have to ruin everything?"

Ruin everything?

The feeling of nervousness and being scared that she first felt turns into anger and hurt. Is her love really that unworthy? Is loving him means its ruining everything? How dare he!

"Yes, I love you Jimin! Why are you so afraid of it? Why are you so afraid of being loved that you have to go to the extend of avoiding me because of it?!" Y/N's question took him by surprised. He didnt expect her to actually ask him back, or to just admit it.

"I dont want to hurt you Y/N. I care about you. And you loving me is only going to end up with you being hurt!" Y/N closes her eyes as an effort to stop the tears that is prickling her eyes from rolling down. All this while she thought Jimin would at least have a little feeling for her. A tiny bit. But hearing what he's saying now, it just showed that he really doesnt love her at all.

"I know you felt it too Jimin. Maybe you dont love me like I love you, but you cant be this heartless! You cant be this cold. I know you! I can feel it in the way you touch me, smile at me, look at me! I know you felt something too Jimin, and that's why you are so afraid of it!" Y/N's chest heaved up and down from her heavy breathing after she finally lets out everything she's feeling. Jimin rubbed his temples.

"No. I dont fall in love Y/N. I never have and I never will. Not with anyone else and not with you!" He raised his voice, hoping Y/N would understand him. Why is she making things conplicated? "Everything you just said... its all in your head. What we have between us is just amazing sex and there's nothing more to it. You know that when you agreed to this. Dont trick yourself to think otherwise," he sighed. "I do care for you Y/N. You are my friend. But that's the extend to this relationship. You are my friend, and we have sex. That's it. So plesase, please Y/N. Dont try to have me. Dont expect too much from me. Please, dont do this," Jimin sat down on the edge of his bed. Y/N just stood there, whole body shaking as she tries to control herself from breaking down in front of the man she loves.

"I really like you Y/N. But I'm sorry, I cant love you. I want you to stay. I really want to ask you to stay by my side, but I cant do that if you love me," he said softly.

Tears that cant be contained any longer finally rolls down her cheeks. There is nothing left to say. There is nothing she could say.

"You are a selfish bastard Park Jimin," and she ran out.

/////

"What exactly is going on with you and Y/N, Chim?" Taehyung took a seat on Jimin's bed, a week after Y/N ran out from his room. Jimin groaned.

"Do we really have to do this Tae?"

"Yes. We do," Taehyung looked at his best friend. "I dont want to intrude Chim, but Y/N is my best friend and she's not talking to me. I just need to know what happen," Jimin kept quiet as he fiddled with the pen he's holding. There is no point in lying to Taehyung. He is his best friend and he knows him well. If Jimin didnt tell him now, Taehyung will still find out sooner or later. "Fine, if you dont want to talk then I will,"

"She fell in love with you didnt she?" Taehyung's words took Jimin by surprised.

"How do you know?"

"She's my best friend Chim. We have been friends for years. I already knew this would happen from the moment the two of you lay your eyes on each other. She's pure. She's the kind of girl that yearns for love," Taehyung shakes his head. "I already warned her multiple times about you to be honest, but she didnt listen,"

"That's the thing Tae. I warned her too..."

The two boys kept silent for a moment before Taehyung speaks up again.

"Do you really not feel anything for her? Is she really just another one of your girls?" Taehyung raised his head and questioned his friend. Its something that has been lingering too long in his head and he needs to know the truth now.

"I dont know Tae. I care about her and I like her. But I dont know if its enough to say I love her," Jimin takes a deep breath. "But one thing for sure, Y/N is not just another girl to me. She's special, but I dont know if I can give her what she wants Tae and if she stays with me, continue to love me, she will only end up getting hurt,"

"It sure sounds like she is more than just a friend to you Chim,"

"I dont know. I really dont know Tae. I hate it when another man touches her but I dont want her to belong to me either. I have never been in love Tae. I dont know what I'm feeling right now,"

"Well, you better figure it out fast Chim, because she has been rejecting this for a while now, but I think you really broke her heart this time that she finally agrees to the arranged marriage her family has been planning for her,"

"What?!"

/////

"Is it true?"

Y/N quickly pushed the door, hoping to slam it right in front of Jimin's face but he is quicker, and using his strength he pushed it back and enter the apartment.

"Answer me Y/N. Is it true? Are you getting married?"

"Why do you care Jimin?" Y/N finally opened her mouth and he heard how hoarse her voice is, as if she's been crying the past one week, which is most probably what she did. He finally took a step back and look at her. Y/N look tired and pale. Her eyes no longer sparkles, lifeless as it looks at him with dark circles all around it. Jimin felt his heart clenched but he still doesnt know what it means. Does it means that he loves her? Cares for her?

"Just answer me Y/N!"

"Yes! Yes! Is that what you come here to hear? That I will be getting married and be out of your way?" She yelled. "Well congratulations Jimin. Im getting married soon and you wont have to deal with me anymore!" Jimin step closer to her and held her hand.

"Y/N, that is not the reason why I asked you. That's not it at all,"

"Then what is it Jimin? What is it?!" She screamed as her tiny hands keeps on hitting his chest, tears rolling down her cheeks. "Stop doing this to me. Stop confusing me!" Jimin grabbed her hands and hug her tight, halting her movements.

"I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry Y/N," Jimin, not knowing what else to say to calm her down whisper as he buried his face in her hair, inhaling her scent. He kiss her hair and softly her forehead, then her wet eyelids and both of her cheeks. He wiped her tears with his thumb and keeps on giving butterfly kisses all over her face, all along repeating his chant of I'm sorry to her. Y/N raised her head and look at Jimin's face. He is so beautiful, she loves him so much that her heart hurt.

"Kiss me Jimin. Please just kiss me,"

Without saying anything, Jimin connect his lips to hers, pouring every feeling the two of them felt but is never able to say to each other into that one kiss, as Jimin slowly starts to carry her into her bedroom without breaking the kiss.

"Jimin," Y/N can only moaned his name as he rips of her blouse and start to kiss all over her body. Y/N heard the faint sound of his belt being taken out and finally felt the leather being wrapped around her wrist as Jimin hooked the ends to the bed's headboard, restricting her hand from moving.

"You have been bad to me Y/N. Agreeing to marry someone else, agreeing to let somebody else touch you. You are going to take your punishment like a good girl, okay princess?" Jimin smirked as Y/N can only moan as an answer, and he capture her lips with hers again.

Jimin rolled of her, sweating and panting as he reached up to finally released the leather from bounding her wrists, rubbing and kissing the redden marks on her hand softly with care.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes. I'm okay Jimin. Please just cuddle me," she looks at him with glazed eyes, voice soft and tired. Jimin hugged her, her naked back pressed to his equally naked chest as he hug her tight. "Please stay Jimin. Stay tonight. I dont want to be alone. Dont leave. Please dont leave me again,"

"I will stay princess. I promise I will. Just clkse your eyes and sleep, I will be here when you wake up," Jimin hushed her as he kissed her hair, as the two drifted off to sleep.

But Y/N woke up the next day in an empty apartment, no traces of Jimin left anywhere, making her heart break to its final pieces as she screamed and cried her eyes out.

/////

"You look beautiful sweetheart," her mother smile and kiss her hair before leaving her alone in the room. Y/N stare at her reflection. It shows a beautiful girl, dressed in her white wedding dress, hair and makeup perfectly done, with a bouquet of flowers in her hand.

Its her wedding day.

And she dont even recognized the girl in the mirror.

When Jimin left after promising that he would stay that night, Y/N's world shattered. Nothing matters to her anymore. She goes through life like a zombie, doing everything just for the sake of it. Now three weeks later and her wedding day is finally here. A day where every girl dream about, but Y/N only feels like dying.

"Y/N..." Y/N look through the mirror and saw Jimin standing there, smiling at her. She quickly turns around, afraid that she's only dreaming. But she wasnt. Jimin is really standing there. In front of her.

"Jimin,"

"You look beautiful. You are going to the most beautiful bride princess," Jimin smile but she can hear his voice shakes.

"Why are you here Jimin? Why are you doing this to me?" Tears are cascading now her cheeks again and she dont care. She doesnt care aboit anything anymore.

"I... I wanted to see you one last time. And to see myself how beautiful you would look on your wedding day," he smile as his eyes went to the floor before flicking up to her face again. "And I was right. You look beautiful. Ethereal even," Jimin smile and gave her a bow before turning around, ready to make his exit when her voice stopped him.

"Say it Jimin," her voice hoarsed and scratchy from all the crying. "Just this once, tell me you love me. Tell you love me and I'm yours. Tell me you love me and I will leave everything for you. I will give up everything to be with you," she whispered.

Jimin just stood there in front of her, tears rolling down both of his cheeks. Those three words that she so badly wanted to hear are at the tip of his tounge, just waiting to come out, but he cant. He cant do it. He dont even know what's stopping him, but he cant do it.

Park Jimin dont fall in love. And its going to stay that way.

"Please Jimin..." she's begging now, her tears are ruining her perfectly finished makeup. "Please dont do this. I know you felt it too. Please dont let me go. Please Jimin," she cries in desperation. Her heart ache so much that no words can explain the pain she's feeling. She feels like running, stomping off, throwing things, punching a wall, maybe even kill someone, anything at all to subside the pain in her heart. Jimin finally takes a deep breath and opened his eyes, walking slowly towards her. He reached out to carressed her cheeks and she leaned in into his touch that she had missed so much.

"I already told you Y/N. Lets not fall in love," his voice a soft whisper. "I already warned you, dont fall in love with me,"

"Ji...Jimin..."

"I'm not the kind of man to fall in love with anybody Y/N. Not anyone... not even you, someone who is special to me," by the time he finished his sentence Y/N felt like she would collapsed. She cant believe what she's hearing right now.

"You are lying," her voice shakes. "You are lying! You wouldnt be here if you didnt love me!"

"I'll be lying if I told you I love you Y/N," he tried to smirk, to make his words seems more truthful but it looks so staged, so forced in her eyes. He leaned in closer and with one last tear rolling down his cheeks he kissed her forehead. "I'm sorry. Forget about me and live happily with him,"

Y/N pulls his hand and with tears in her eyes asks him one last thing. With determination Jimin answered and walks away, not once looking back at Y/N who crumpled down on the floor, her beautiful white dress puffed up all around her, suffocating her in her tears.

Jimin walks quickly and exited the building and as he reached and close the door, his limped body slide down the wooden door, not even an ounce of energy left, his head in his hands as his body shakes from uncontrolled tears and unbearable sadness as he remembers his last words to her.

Y/N pulls his hand and with tears in her eyes asks him one last thing.

"Then just lie to me. Lie to me and tell me what I want to hear. Lie to me one last time Jimin,"

Jimin looks deep into her eyes and opened his mouth and whispered,

"I love you Y/N,"

With determination Jimin answered and walks away, not once looking back at Y/N who crumpled on the floor, her beautiful white dress puffed up all around her, suffocating her in her tears. Jimin felt his heart breaks into tinier pieces with every step he takes away from her, for to him, his last words to her is the furthest thing from a lie. It was the truest thing he could have ever told her.

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Felix Kroos (spring 2018)

Sorry for spelling or grammar errors. This was also recorded before the World Cup 2018 in Russia.

N:     Hello, nice to see you. Tell us: who are you?

F:      I’m Felix Kroos. 27 years old and Toni’s brother.

N:     So you grew up in Greifswald. You are slightly younger but nevertheless you are pretty close age-wise. How was that like? Has there ever been anything other than football at home?

F:      Yeah, I mean because of our small age gap we did almost everything together. The same interests; really we did everything together. Sports was always on top of our list. And it wasn’t necessarily always football. I guess we started with badminton. We even went to practice badminton, since our uncle worked as a coach. Our mother also used to play it. But in the end it came down to football very quick. We were maybe five or six years old around that time. So from that day on, for us it was only football. After a while we recognized both that we can play rather decent (smirks) and it’s even more fun if you successful doing it. So we committed doing it and now we are here…

N:     What turned you off badminton? It also a nice sport…

F:      Sure, but for me one reason was the fact that you were able to win more trophies why football was better.

N:     So it was all about winning…

F:      Yeah, maybe it was all about winning even back then… but I would say almost every boy played football on the streets before and it was just fun. So this automatically led us to football. My father worked as a coach as well… so we almost had no other choice. But we liked it (laughs)

N:     (laughs). Did he also directly coached you guys?

F:      Yeah, yeah. He basically followed everything over the years from the very beginning. He stopped once we got into professional areas of football. But he definitely followed our path for a very long time.

N:     Where you actually able to deal with him in a neutral way? Or did have moments sometimes where you would think „Oh come on dad! You saw I scored!“ How was that like?

F:      (smirks). Sometimes like this; sometimes like that. It wasn’t always easy. You didn’t want to be lectured by him all the time especially once you grew older. Because once you were getting home it was all about football again – so in that sense we never really had a breack (smirks). But in the end you can say that it helped us. I think thats one of the reasons why we are at the point we are today.

N:     Were you able to say for yourself, „I dont want to play football anymore“ Or was that something that never really reached your mind?

F:      I never really had any thoughs about that. It never reached me. I was rather successful and it was still fun. A great mixture success and fun. So thats why those thoughts never came up – no.

N:     What did you think, did you do different than your brother to be successful? Did you do things differently?

F:      I think so. Talent was there – but thats not the only recipe you need. We did a lot of extra stuff. Extra sessions. Which was something – again, we were able to do together. Everything around has was put aside – we had to renounce alot oft hings in life. But also because we wanted it. This – adding talent and hard work, brought us to were we are today.

N:     Were you able to give yourself some extra love and support because you did everything together?

F:      Yes, I think so. Like I said, we were always together since we were little kids. We were everywhere on the road together. And we became even closer once Toni left home for Munich at the age of sixteen. We became closer. We had almost daily contact with each other. We dont even need words anymore, we always know what one thinks the other is thinking. Support is always there. Regardless what happens. Thats something everyone knows from the other.

N:     But it is crazy isn’t it, if somebody leaves home so early in life? I mean you are still a child right?

F:      Yeah. I couldn’t imagine it at that age myself. It was definitely a brave step, but Toni was always a guy who made clear decisions. Sure he had some thoughts about it, but he always stood behind his decisions. And he always was striving for the best. It was the path which led to Munich (laughs).

N:     Sure. But until 2010 he was always the youngest player on the pitch. Thats something you have to accomplish right?

F:      Yeah definitely – he always was the best. Since he was little. In every team he played. Striving for the best was always something he was used to. The fact he beats records doing it – may not be normal, but forseeable.

N:     Does it maybe come from yourself. That you look into the mirrow and say to yourself „I’am the best“?

F:      I don’t. (laughs) I can’t speak for others. I don’t think Toni does it too – saying „I’am the best“. He is just convinced of his own strength. He knows he is good, if he performs well and shows his skills and does what he does best. That he doesn’t have to be afraid of something. And he knows it – every day. Without him standing in front of the mirrow telling himself everyday how good he is. (smirks)

N:     If you go back to your childhood. Do you remember your first football? How did it look like?

F:      Well that was very long ago. We have become older ourselves over the meantime (smirks).

N:     Was it like a real ball – or didn’t you start with a small, light rubber ball?

F:      No, I think it was a real one. Anyway we grew up very protected. We didn’t lack anything. Maybe because we didn’t need much – except a ball (laughs). But I think it was a normal football – even back then and you never let someone else take it away from you.

N:     Did you have posters of famous football players in your room?

F:      Yes. I was back then – because oft he geografical distance, Rostock fan. So in that regard I had posters of Rostock players, but I cant tell which players percisely. Toni was a Werder fan – Werder Bremen fan. But he had almost everything on his walls. Football players – but not exclusively from one club.

N:     But baskatball has also been a great deal. NBA, right?

F:      Yeah thats when basketball kind of came along – the older he got. „The older he got“ (rolls eyes) well were aren’t that old yet – you have to be careful saying that (laughs). But to a degree where we are watching more basketball on TV than football.

N:     Perhaps to get some distance…?

F:      Yeah I mean you deal with football almost every day. I think it’s important to see something different once in a while. And to focus your interest on other things. Without lacking your focus on your own performance – your own job, so to speak. But nevertheless I think it’s important to see other things as well.

N:     Did he lace up your shoes?

F:      I could be, yes (laughs). I really don’t have good memory on that one. But sure he did. He did quite some stuff being a „big brother“.

N:     Did you share food in a brotherly fashion?

F:      Ehm, well sure we did have arguments at home like you usually have as siblings but in the end nothing bad ever happend.

N:     Favorite food?

F:      With regards to Toni it’s very easy: a Schnitzel with potatoes. He even eats fried potatoes without anything - without onions. He is very simple on those terms.

N:     How about you?

F:      Back in the day it was – I don’t know if people remember them, but yeast-dough dumpling from grandma. (laughs). Really good – even today! (laughs) But I like to eat everything: sushi, meat, D��ner, everything.

N:     Well it all tastes great.

F:      Yeah (smirks).

N:     Ok, back home. I would like to know, have there been like special agreements, code words, nicknames during your childhood? Something that bonded you together? Did you went off road with bikes… or…

F:      There was always a sort of competition between us two. We really made a competition out of nothing. Even then we did a bike tour, the question always was „who gets to the finishline first?“ We were always looking for competition. It was always about winning. And we were both different in that regard. I was the grimly guy that and Toni by contrast was always very smooth and easygoing. He had to laugh about everything I did, which (laughs) made me sometimes really angry. We were very different in that regard. Yet – we always wanted to compete. Almost everywhere and thats something that has bonded us together.

N:     How does he deal with loosing?

F:      Sure he doesn’t like it. But he has a very relaxed way of dealing with defeats….

N:     And you?

F:      It’s fine now. I would never say I like to loose, but you realize that there are more important things than loosing a football game.

        (10:00min)

N:     You are a successful football player yourself – If something doesn’t really go well, how do you deal with that? Do you speak with each other? I mean it is a lot of pressure… all the fans in the stadium… everybody watches every move you make very closely…

F:      Yeah sure. Both of us know how it all works. Everyone of us has experiences in that regard. So we both can feel how the other one is feeling. And that there is always support. But like I said: we don’t need a lot of words. We know from each other, what the other person is thinking. Sure we do have some words of encouragement occasionally. He uses them more for me than I do for him (laughs)… Since he wins more often. Just the fact, that each of us knows that the other is there for you – and that he knows how it looks like with the other brother, thats enough.

N:     And your mom? Do you have to go to your mom sometimes? (laughs)

F:      (laughs) No, you have to comfort her more sometimes than yourself… (laughs) But there is always support coming from them as well. They are rooting for us everytime… sometimes more than they anticipate. In some situations they are more upset than us. I mean they almost gave up everything for us. They have always been there for us and brought us to where we are today.

N:     Crazy unconditional love…

F:      Yeah… like I said, they did almost everything for us. Without reservations. We didn’t miss anything in our childhood, we had everything. And maybe you try to give something back in our age or our position now.

N:     Support…

F:      Yes, you know realize that there are things in life more important than football. Things that ARE more important. Sometimes you should never forget. Even now with Toni’s Foundation. We are doing a lot of things and try to support many people. People that weren’t as lucky as we were. You get to know that football is not everything…

N:     But I would guess it is difficult isn’t it? Because you have a certain amount of income… when you see a nice car. Do you think if you get to know a sick child or meet their family… I mean does that change something within yourself?

F:      Yes, absolutely! I remember going into one special hospital for the first time. I have never seen anything like this before. It’s really difficult, yet – I can recommend to everyone to take a look for themselves and see how strong these people are. How good these people cope with their fates and circumstances. You are nothing against that as a football player. Those are the real everyday heros! Like I said, I would recommend everyone to see this on their own. Because you quickly realize that your problems aren’t as bis as they seem…

N:     Yeah I can imagine. Will you be in Russia?

F:      I will definitely watch the first game live in the stadium. I have to look at my schedule after that. How long do I have vacation? But sure, I will at least see one game in Russia.

N:     Have you ever been there before?

F:      No.

N:     Are you excited?

F:      Well it wasn’t my number one travel destination. But if you can connect the two, it gives you an opportinity to see Russia. I look forward to it.

N:     It’s nice there.

F:      Yeah, we will see.

N:     I can recommend it. Do you have a special wish for your brother? Is there something you want to tell him?

F:      No, not really. Of course you wish him health and success - generally speaking. He should just enjoy it. I think not many football players are able to play at a world cup. And maybe in a few years you will look back and you start to feel sorry for not enjoying it. So that’s why I think he should just enjoy it.

N:     What about Real? Do you sometimes visit Madrid?

F:      I haven’t been to a game yet. It just doesn’t fit my schedule…

N:     …because you both are playing at the same time…

F:      Not being able to just go there for a short trip - it annoys me pretty much. I have been to Madrid a couple of times, just to see him. But I think at one point I’ll be able to watch one of his games live. Yet I follow every game via I-pad or TV.

N:     Well, I guess he watches your games as well…

F:      Yeah, yeah – if he doesn’t play at the same time as I do, he watches my games too. We always watch each others games.

N:     What about your future? Is there something you want to achieve?

F:      I just try to… ehm try the best under the current circumstances. So that I don’t have to regret something later. I don’t want to plan what I want to do in one year, two years. I want to do whats right now and what I think is right. So with that I won’t regret anything later on. (laughs)

N:     What I always want to know – I also have siblings. Two brothers who play in Croatia. What’s it like to go onto the pitch with everyone chanting your name?

F:      It’s a nice feeling – everytime. It’s never a daily routine. It’s always special.

N:     Are you nervous?

F:      Tense – yes. Nervous, yes maybe a bit. But not in negative way. Also positive…

N:     …motivating…

F:      Yes, motivating. It’s always something special – every time. It never became a daily routine and it never will be… And I think thats something which a lot of players will miss once their career is over. Those moments.

N:     Goosebumps right?

F:      Yeah…

N:     Once Toni got to play for Bayern Munich for the first time… How was that for you? Where you there?

F:      I was watching it on TV – yes. I think he was a subsitute player that game. And I can remember very vividly that he made to assists that game. I just went like it went before through his youth. It was the perfect first game… I think he played for some twenty minutes… but I think that was more emotional than his world cup win. Because it seems that you finally reached the place you always trained and worked to get to. That your dreams have finally come true… thats a moment you probably will never forget.

N:     Exactly, you are living your dream… but there are so many other players – so many others. And sometimes it just takes a few minutes and your spot on the team is gone. How can you motivate or calm yourself so you dont get discomfort or fear of not making it? Everybody is interchangeable. Do you really get away from that fear? Sure you finally fulfill your dream but it doesn’t mean anything…

F:      Yeah, I mean often dreams are different than reality. Sure, if you in the game for some ten years, you can‘t say „Now I have fulfilled my dream!“. Not everyday is going to be like that. It’s always hard work. Nevertheless there is always a sense of satisfaction. Because, I mean, not many people can say about themselves they fufilled their childhood dream. Thats why investing a lot in it is always worth the cost. Everybody should always believe in it – in themselves. Regardless whether it works at the first opportunity or the next. If you have a dream – you should follow it.

N:     Don’t you sometimes crave for a relaxed time with slippers and a beer in your hand… or not (laughs).

F:      Well sometimes I do have those thoughs (smirks)… just let everything go. Not to think about what do I have to eat now. Or can I stay up later than usual? The ability to just decide freely what you want to do… it‘s something you look forward to but maybe in a couple of years down the road. You know the time will come – someday…

N:     As long as your body can handle it…

F:      Yeah right.

N:     Do you have real close friendships with other players with teams you’re playing in?

F:      Yes, I do. Not many but…

N:     Is it because of the competition?

F:      No, No… I don’t think so… I think it takes a year to build a friendship. And… I mean I played in Bremen for about six years now… and it felt I played with over 100 different players. You can‘t build friendships with that, players have come and gone over that period of time it’s not possible. But there are one or two guys among the players who stayed there for six years like I did … where you have a stronger bond and you made friends with. It’s possible - but very rare.

N:     But do you still have a relationship to Greifswald, to Rostock?

F:      Yes Greifwald, because grandma and grandpa still live there. As well as uncle and aunts.

N:     Can they live in peace or are they…

F:      Yeah, they have their peace.

N:     Everyone knows…

F:      ….well yeah everyone knows them. Sometimes people ask. But no, uncle and anuts are still there. My cousin moved there with his small family lately. My parents still live in Rostock. Mostly family but not really friends still live there.

N:     You are in Berlin?

F:      I’m in Berlin, yes. I like it.

N:     Well thats not far from home right?

F:      No, thats fine. If we only had a good airport it would be easier to reach the city (laughs)

N:     (laughs) Hey don’t grouse about Tegel airport! The nice thing about Tegel airport is two steps you are out of the plane; two steps you get through the airport; two steps our out of it!

F:      Well, yeah….

N:     Ok, I see. You want the new international airport…

F:      (laughs) But I guess I won’t be in Berlin once its finished.

N:     So you do have dreams and you want to play somewhere else?

F:      No. But I won’t play for another ten years. Thats pretty clear to me. I already know I will be going back to Bremen once my career is over. And yes, if the new airport needs another ten years to get finished it will be difficult for myself.

N:     Thankfully you dont need an airplane to Bremen. (laughs)

F:      Yeah (laughs).

[mythicalthings]

HI HELLO I RETURN. Okay! Let me start with power ups! I’ll reblog this again with the peacock version which, may be much shorter, or just as long who knows! Or I’ll reblog the original and tag you, we’ll see! So my picks for my favs are kind of boring ngl. Well. More typical than boring. Also! This is... Very, very long. In order of my interest and love!

1. Black Cat, cause obviously it is. Adrien is my favorite character in the whole show and I am a sucker for destructive abilities, stemming from watching Toonami all those years ago and seeing Goku blowing shit up with massive energy waves but that’s not the power up! That’d be boooring.

So instead I’d like to focus on the main ability of the Black Cat. Destruction.

What is destruction? Well that’s easy, the word destroy is defined as “put an end to the existence of (something) by damaging or attacking it.” and THAT, is a very powerful ability. But Cataclysm is weird and unrefined, what if we... Refined it a little bit?

Cataclysmic Chat Noir is what I’d call it, and the abiltiies are simply an extended, more versatile use of Cataclysm as an ability. Imagine, you’re in the middle of a fight with a super hero which is rough as it is, but hey, you know all his tricks! His main ability is to destroy things and he won’t dare use Cataclysm on you, it’d kill you!

Suddenly, you slip and start sliding... And sliding... And sliding, as if the floor below you suddenly became the worlds wildest slip and slide as he collide into a building as if you were coated in lubricant. In a daze and confused, the damned cat boy is laughing at you and begins to explain he... Simply erased the friction on the ground in front of you.

Wild, right? Well the concepts simple, if a bit plain but that sounds just like something Adrien would work with. The boy is smart and definitely smart, but he’s got a very straightforward line of thinking. Instead of just Cataclysming objects, what if he could Cataclysm concepts and properties of the world around him? Be it temporarily or permanently, being able to erase somethings intertia, somethings friction, being able to erase the space between him and somebody else and simply appearing in front of them, or them appearing in front of him. He’d be able to travel distances in less than a second. And with wacky woo hoo magic, nobody has to get hurt if they get caught in that erasure line! Imagine being able to erase somebodies ability to see, not like cataclysming their eyes out or anything but literally the concept that they were ever even able in the first place, same with speaking, imagine if he just erased the concept of your *voice.* And if we want to take this to the furthest, most busted extent, maybe even erase portions of TIME from existence. And I know, that sounds busted! But Ladybug literally creates matter from NOTHING. She wills things into existence, we’ve been in godlike, physics breaking territory from the jump, guys. Could even take it further, Ladybug may be about healing and creation, but there are certain things that need to be destroyed to heal. And this is a uh, weird pull but with the right finesse and percision, this same abiltiy could be used to destroy cancer cells! And potentially prevent them from ever reappearing. I like to imagine while Ladybug could potentially get the ability to heal things, it’s more like she’s helping the bodies natural immune system speed things along without having them expend too much energy, while Chat could outright erase contagions and parasites and viruses, but couldn’t help fix a broken bone or a cut or bruise. So anything Chat Noir erases, can easily be brought back by Ladybug. Yin and yang! and this can be balanced however you want! Maybe it takes an incredibly toll on the user, maybe it’s dangerous and requires intense focus, maybe using it too much could outright kill the user! 2. Snake Oh boy the snake, one of the arguably most busted fucking Miraculous ever presented in the show and the first one to kind of sorta break the rules of the show. This one doesn’t really need to worry about a time limit, does it? And not only that, as an adult, the power is not infinite! So instead of taking the BORING route and just pulling a Za Warudo and making the time limit longer, what if we play with the time loop idea? Imagine you’re fighting Aspik/Viperion and you get the upper hand! It was a long, arduous fight and he fought like hell but you rip the miraculous from his wrist and win! Imagine you’re fighting Aspik/Viperion and you get the upper hand! You expected a harder fight honestly, but hey, free win! You rip the miraculous from his wrist! Imagine you’re fighting Aspik/Viperion... Wait. Hasn’t this already happened...? No, it’s just Deja Vu! You rip the-- Imagine you’re... Hey... You have been here before! What’s happening here? What trick is thi--- Ima---Hey! Caught the power up? If not, lemme explain. It sounds exactly like the loop ability, right? Yes and no. It IS a loop, but it’s not Aspiks/Viperion going through the loop. It’s the target. More or less, you’re trapping somebody in a time loop until you get the desired effect, either be it their surrender, making them spill information and then letting them out of the loop. Now, I know you may be thinking “Couldn’t you get the same effect from a normal time loop?” Sure! You could, but then you wouldn’t be able to move around freely with an incapacitated enemy stuck in a stasis bubble, could you? The time loop is limited in the fact that you can only do it as much as your mental fortitude allows, and while you’re doing it you can’t give your friends a breather. With the time loop stasis bubble, you incapacitate the enemy and can hold them there for as long as the power allows while your friends rest and recuperate while you peer into the small, cornered off timeline and learn what you need to learn. Now, for the balance. While the person if within that time loop, they cannot be damaged. They have been basically removed from the actual flow of time and the stasis bubble can’t be erased without shunting them back into reality and allowing them to be a threat. If the Snake holder loses focus, is hurt, knocked unconscious or otherwise unable to hold the stasis bubble any longer, it breaks. So it can’t just be used whenever, however and forever. And as shown in the little story, use it for too long and the person might catch on that they’re in a loop. 3. Dragon. Ahh the dragon, the one that I was the most interested in seeing when I first discovered it! And the power is neat! But I think the most natural power up/s are to add some elements and combine them! And... Maaaybe something a bit different. So! Imagine you’re fighting Ryuko, you know her tricks by this point and you’ve learned how to counter them expertly. In this deadly dance of yours, you’ve managed to get in close and she suddenly disappears into a gust of air, easily dealt with! Just keep mo--owowowowo why does the air hurt?! Why does it feel so humid?! Was that... Steam?! Okay, change of plans! You rush forward and you see her bring her fingers to her lips, and---SHE CAN BREATHE FIRE?! Okay, well at least that’s the last of---Did she just turn into electrified water?! Okay enough! You can do this! One last clash, one final stroke of your blades and---Hers transformed into water and passed through yours, only to turn solid against just in time to end the fight with a blade to your neck. You yield. So! Powers ups, obviously, give the god damn dragon fire! Fires cooooool, fires hoooot, fire can do a lot of interesting things! Combine it with water and makes steam clouds! Manipulate heat to cause pipes to burst around your enemies or steal the heat from things to freeze them! Imagine soaking somebody with the water form only to immediately rob the water of all it’s heat, dropping it’s temperature and flash freezing it AND your enemy in one swift movement! Combine it with air to make smoke! Choke your enemies out in a cloud of thick, noxious smoke. Create a literal smoke screen to help your allies escape or reposition! Combine air with lightning and make a storm cloud! Combine air and water and create downpours! There’s a lot of potential in elemental combinations, however my personal favorite power up issss The sword. Of course it’s the sword. Imagine being in a sword struggle and just phasing your swords physicality into water so the opponents blade swings through, and then reforms just to cut them down. Super heating your blade so it can melt objects as it cuts through them, instantly cauterizing wounds. Transforming your sword into lightning to shock your opponents suddenly and out of no where. Combining air and lightning to create a concentrated blade of light and electricity, literally a lightsaber. A lot of possibilities for this one! Just get creative with the combinations! 4. Rabbit! Two time abilties on one list? Well duh, time powers are cool! And... Broken. Maybe I have problems... Anyways! Imagine you’re facing Bunnyx, seems like a pretty standard fight so far, she hasn’t really pulled any wild card out and her burrows haven’t been a major issue for you, she’s hid in them once or twice but you’ve been able to predict when she’ll pop out or forced her out of them one way or another. You rush forward to strike her and... You end up several feet back in the exact defensive pose you made when Bunnyx jumped at you from a burrow. What? Maybe you’re just misremembering... The fight continues, but little things like that keep happening. You end up several feet back, or maybe even just mere inches but you KNOW you moved! And there are times where she seems to just... Blink. Slightly. Just an inch or two, and eventually you catch onto it, she’s--- You don’t get to finish your thought when you suddenly end up somewhere you KNOW you never were and are promptly being defeated. Not my stronger example, BUT the power is basically like Tracers chrono accelerator! The ability to fast forward or rewind a person or object! The ability to shunt it forward in time a certain amount of time, be it seconds, minutes, hours, days, etc! However, they don’t actually go forward or backwards in time, the world around them doesn’t actually move, they simply go back or forward to where they WOULD go or be in time. I.E if you planned on leaving your house and going to work, she could jump you forward to work, but no time will have actually passed. Sound confusing? Good cause it is, timey wimey bullshit. But to put it as simply as possible, she knows where you’re gonna be at any time so she just shunts your body there before it’s time to be there and vice versa. She can also do it to herself! Helps reposition and dodge attacks that would have hit. Basically teleporting through time without actually moving forward in time. Is that just teleportation? Maybe! But teleportation doesn’t have precognition built into it! Which she would need here to use the ability anyways. Another ability would to be, obviously, freezing someone in time! Very simple, just put the enemy on pause til ya decide you don’t want them to be anymore or lose focus! Same balances would be that she needs to be able to focus, she can only push you forward or backwards in time a certain amount of time before she gets exhausted, same with herself, and all the problems of time dialation and manipulation applies! 5. Now... I’m kind of stuck here. I had to stretch a bit to even get some of the things I got here on the list! Soooo I’m gonna cheat! Just don’t let the teacher know shhhhhh Tiger. Ohhh Tiger, so shafted by the writers but such a great design but what a underwhelming power. It’s worse Cataclysm! What does the power even have to do with Exaltation?! SO! Here’s what I think some potential powers could be! No mini-story this time! Buffs and debuffs! Tigers in Chinese mythology, ya know, that thing the Miraculous are supposedly based on, were known to protect good men and kill evil men. So why not run with that? Judgement: Tigress channels energy from her rings into her fingers and she is able to either touch somebody, or send a bolt of divining energy to seek the character of ones soul and pass judgement on them. If Judged to be good (to the standard of the user) then they will be filled with Vigor! They’ll feel stronger, faster, healthier! And if they’re not adults, their timers will be refilled and they will get a use of their abiltiies back! If Judged to be evil (to the standard of the user) they will lose Hope. They will feel sluggish, tired, begin to doubt their abilities and struggle to even bring their arms against an enemy. And if they need to buff themselves, they can call upon the powers of the earth! Tigers were believed to become white when they lived for a long enough time, and that when those white tigers would die their spirits would enter the earth and become amber. So. Amber Guardian: When pushed to the brink, the Tigress can call upon the spirits of the earth and spirits long passed to encase her body in full body armor made completely of amber! While in this form, she’s able to resist all damage, both physical and mental for 5 minutes. She’s also able to deal devastating blows to anybody that would dare get in her way! Not even the power of Cataclysm can get through this armor! It was made in direct defense agains the Chaos of the Black Cat. Just so happens it’s a good trump card as well! Downsides, of course, are that Judgement is purely based on the users idea of good and evil, and that’s subject to hypocrisy! Juleka may not find Luka himself to be evil because he was akumatized, she’d think Hawkmoth is, so her power wouldn’t be useful for debuffing! If she needs to buff someone she finds evil, she can’t! Even if it’s for the greater good! And the Amber Guardian lasts for only 5 minutes and, even as an adult, after using it a timer will start! You invulnerable to even the embodiment of Destruction, that puts a lot of strain on your own body, mind and especially strain on your Kwami. How could it not? You’re denying a law of the universe it’s purpose and trying to put it down. Aaaand that’s all folks! Whaddya think, Wackus? Long winded enough for ya?

i will work on my luka clown list, which either take no time at all or forever because me and luka are the same person he's one of my favorite miraculous characters.

your homework is to write two mlb essays. #1 is power ups you think each one should get and #2 is how to use the peacock miraculous in a morally sound way.

I will work on both of these tomorrow as I gotta be in bed soon and it'll be sometime after work but I got ideas for all of these.

Now! Clarifying statements.

Just the ODNLB class or whole team in ML? Whole team will be rough. But I can do the crew.

Second one is easy cause we've been actually given a morally sound way to do it but I can try and find some better ones!

[strawberryspeachy]

Also im sick of obnoxious japanese eaters

Things ive found out are myths here

1) everyones nice.

No. Everyone smiles hard to cover up whatever assholery theyre doing - if theyre supposed to be nice to you. Public people are the same as usual... except theres alot more shoving

2) everything about school

They don’t pay for school. Its free. Just like ours. Except private school. Just like ours

They are not MORE overworked in school nor do they study more. Their rules are much loser. And just like the states, teachers have no real authority- but unlike the states - the students do not fear repercussions. They can be touched though but thats more because japanese people think its fine to touch each other a lot - ya know. Just dont hug as an adult - but all other invading of some kind of private bubble is fine

3) SLURPING No thats not just a “it shows you love the food!” Bs. Just like the states, the people you hear disgustingly slurping just eat loud and are gross... imo... people here dont seem to think its gross but far more people eat like civilized humans and dont slurp everything from solids to actual liquids.

K like every time the past two days ive had to be near people slurping their fucking food and as a person who HATES hearing people eat... its why im bitching here. LETTUCE DOES NOT NEED SLURPED

4) just anything they call “culture” they used a pretty word to cover for “thats just the dumb thing we do here” its literally like if we said aggressively speed driving and cutting people off is new yorkers culture

Japan has a lot of history and traditions. But mostly they have a lot of bs that theyre just too stubborn to acknowledge and change so they lable it culture. Any changes they make are pretty much like when my great grandmother got a cell phone.

She only turned it on to charge it and make a phone call - leave a voicemail saying that she called - and then would turn it back off. It wasnt ever even on long enough for her to need to charge it.

But in her mind no one could complain that she didnt have one. And the only emergency in her mind was her needing to call you - not vice versa. She wouldnt use it for any other purpose and generally resented its existence. She hated watching anyone else use their cell phones to check the time or take pictures or play games or have lenthy conversations.

Yea. Thats basiclly japan with everything new. They have it. But they dont use it , and its possibilities scare them so the old ppl say its not allowed to be used unless the old people need to use it

Sorry man i hate everywhere i am. My aparment is next to a bar that looks permanently closed during the day. I had no clue it was there till after i moved in and the loud karaoke blared into my window every damn night

My train line is a nightmare and if you wanna see the worst japanese people can be. Ride the train during rush hours

My post office is far away and they refuse to ring my doorbell when i have a delivery and instead just leave slip - if you dont hike over in their made up time period they throw your stuff away

No one will actually help you with serious stuff. They just smile and say sorry and run away — customer service. Yea. Not customer service. They could just as easily be a manican with a smiley face - itd serve the same purpose.

Theres too much paperwork constantly all the time about everything

Nothing is online

Another thing that prompted me for this “this is japanese chocolate”

Cool. I got that its japanese. Im in japan. Everything people point out for me “its japanese____” fucking imagine if we felt the need to point out every damn item as “american” in the states. Why? What is the meaning of this?

They gave me a table to sit at at this school. A table. That they make lunch on and put all their supplies on. A dude just kicked my chair as he came over for some shit. Why am i sitting at a table? Very very few japanese people ive worked with dont make me feel like an adopted pet dog that theyre not sure if itll bite. Dog. Not new person. They literlly have the children fetch me...

And ive grown so so very tired of being asked questions with the intention of having me overhype japan while maintaining that im so stupid that i know absolutely nothing about the country

98% of japanese people assume that you think of japan like youve never even heard of their country before arriving and that you just arrived two days ago

Also. Maybe they think their test scores and clases are so much more difficult because they cant seem to fathom that most other countries schools function the same way as theirs

Yesterday a teacher said “ah theyre so overworked. They have alot to remember” i thought she was about to tell me how many units were on their exam or something... no “english, japanese, science, math, history, pe, food class, art! Too many things. Theyre very overworked”

..... are you for real? Im pretty sure every fucking school has those subjects if you switch out japanese for the countries native language.... this is NORMAL

Im sorry. I know the reason anyone talking to me like this might not like me. Cause im not gonna go WOWWW SUGEII?!?!? So much stuff!! Poor them!

No. Yeah? Thats school...

Look im not an asshole to my kids. If they can manage to tell me any information about their life in english or simple japanese i can translate - i act surprised/ or am if their english is super good.

But adults... no man. Learn some stuff about the outside world. Youre not specifical

Also dating boys here is just like back home except they wont block you and they respond less

Instead of getting “nice” “oh” “idk” and “maybe” as there fading messages - they just leave you on read. Or give you some random information that you didnt ask about that has no relevance to the ‘convo’

Also also. “Speak slow” they dont say this in a ‘my english is not good so speak slower’ way. They say this in a ‘i felt really good about my english until you spoke at a normal pace and my classes and ass-kissing white dudes have taught me that enlgish is spoken slow and percisely so if you dont speak with a japanese accent, your fast english is wrong’

Whatever but like... could you return the favor by speaking japanese slowly. Speak it the way you want me to speak english....

Telling them to speak slow results in something like

... nihon..de〜 nan mabdnshsnabsjsnjsbshssnbsjsbsjshsh ka?

Woah ok... something in Japan... couldnt catch the rest of that

Id be more understanding of this. Its hard to speak slow. Lets both acknowledge this and not - teachers compalining to principals and boys... (1) sending me a fucking video on how to speak my own damn language properly

Also. Do you know how upsetting it is to listen to a student say something perfectly but before i get to praise them - have the japanese teacher jump in and “correct” them...... no no dude please. I know youll have a fucking meltdown if i say no your ways wrong. But now this student is so confused desperately staring at me positive theyre correct and all ive come up with to do is smiling and nodding at them while repeating the way they said hoping the japanese teacher wont notice/get offended

Also togo food... if its not american fast food... generally you cant take it to go... its sad. I have no friends. I just wanna take this home to eat in front of my tv. This isnt serious. Its just a minior inconvenience

Also joking... my japanese isnt good enough to joke. And... idk how... cant explain. The other day a student asked whats my favorite food

And another went hamburger?!? Mcdonalds!!?

I wanted to comment.. but. At least elementary students understand sarcasm. Their teachers dont. And whether the middle schoolers understand and just dont care is up in the air.

Oh! And. I was right last week when i didnt trust my teachers saying that the obvious bullying was just a misunderstanding and the obvious targets fault. Another straight up teacher said some kids have left the school because of bullying and theyre really awful when left alone in the rooms... i told him thats why we cant go unsupervised in america. Japan says the students are just perfect upstanding citizens, so much more caring and mature than other students. Nope. Middle schoolers will be middle schoolers no matter what country.

[believe-that-you-can-my-friend]

@xobughead That’s her middle name percisely; hot damn!! hahaha, I’m so happy you liked it, hon! I’m toying with the idea of writing a part 2 with Juggie returning the favor tbh! 😉

@itstenafterfour On the works, fear not! 😉 Thanks for reading, dear!!

@okbutbughead Oh, I would love for the double date to go as sinfully as I wrote it to be!! Glad that you liked it!!! 😘

@jandjsalmon That was my intention!😉 So so happy that you enjoyed it, love!!! 💗

@vouxmevoyez I believe that is Jughead’s description for Betty at all times during their relationship lol!!! Thanks for reading!!! 😘

@jettybugaboo2 That was the goal!!😉 Happy that I achieved it hahaha!!

@jugandbettsdetectiveagency Now you know how I feel while reading your incredibly written smutty fics and especially the one your posted yesterday!! I’m just not over it!  But provocative, bad girl Betty teasing poor Juggie in public places is the guiltiest pleasure I ever had!! 😂 I’m beyond excited that you enoyed it, babe!! I hope it lived up to your expectations!! 💖💖

@lostinafictionaluniverse hahaha, never thought I would be Santa but there’s a first time for everything!! I love it!! 😊😊 And I thought of that too, like as nice and sweet and innocently pure Betty and those milkshakes were in the past I thought it would be a sinfully great twist to have them turn upside down in Juggie’s mind at the same night. 😂 So I wrote this torture for him lol! And I sooo want him to push her buttons in public or in front of friends or maybe family and see how little miss sneaky Betty Cooper would react. You know, give her a taste of her own teasing. 😂 I’m so so so happy that you liked it, love!!! 💗

@quirkyanya Goddess of sin, my my, I’m blushing scarlet!!!! I’m gonna put that as my insta usename, it’s so good haha!!! Thanks for your compliments, darling!!😘😘😘 And I soooo wanna see Cole act out a scene like that, I mean that boy is hot af and I believe he will have all of us flustered and fanning ourselves throughout the whole thing.🙈

@fyeahtvshows Definately gonna write it! 😉 Thanks for reading!!

@youreapunk Betty, as I always like to say, finds joy in guiding Jughead towards his journey of becoming a man.😝😝 And I’m definately going to write a follow up; Juggie needs to take slow and torturous revenge! 🙈 So so happy you enjoyed it, honey! Thanks for reading!!💖

@devilinhighheels I’m sorry, sinful Bughead is my jam, hahaha!! Glad you liked it!! 😊

@bugheadjonesiii Aww, sweetie, those lovely compliments!! I’m so overwhelmed, thank you so much!!💖 I tried to write it as hot as I could handle hahaha! At some point I caught myself getting flustered too, at the part when Betty is imagining him in the shower. I was like “get a grip, Vera, and stop fawning over Cole Sprouse in your mind!”. 🙈

Thank you all so much you guys!!!!! Your amazing feedback means literally the world!! Lots of hugs and kisses!!!

[isitandwonder]

You know why I think they wrote Rosie in? To give us parentlock, but not johnlock.

Rosie doesn’t serve any narrative purpose and is absent for most of S4. She might slightly up the ante when Mary dies, and perhaps chains John a bit more to his marriage... but that’s it. Even without the baby,  John staying with her despite cheating and Mary dying could have been told, coded sad and explained.

No, Rosie is in for percisely the last montage. With her, they could opt out to show us plain explicit johnlock (I don’t mean fucking, I never expected more than a kiss)  but still leave it ambiguos - and thus continue their queerbaiting by giving us a hint at parentlock. Imagine what they might have shown us instead, to give us some closeness between Sherlock and John (which would be needed to keep their lgbtq+ audience hooked for another series), when there had been no baby? Another hug, an arm around the shoulder or waist, perhaps a kiss even? But they didn’t have to with Rosie.

I see so many people happy with (just) this moment. Which is totally fine. But I am not. I really like parentlock, when it’s acompanied and completed by johnlock, but here I feel it is presented as the good clean fun alternative to johnlock - and I don’t like that at all.