#they are sharing one braincell and it’s on permanent leave

[nicoscheer]

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- Sunta: What are each other's bad habits?

Alex & Miles: [laughing, doing That Voice] Ooooh!

Miles: Sometimes . . .

Alex: He's very bad with the recycling.

Miles: Ooh I am very bad with recycling! He'll often say "what are you doing?" He will take out . . .

Alex: It's [they descend into chaos, speaking over each other]

Miles: I put it in the wrong bin, he will pull it out and rinse it under the sink and look at me with a vicious stare! Don't you?

Alex: I do mmm, yeah.

Miles: You do don't you, I'm terrible!

Alex: "Miles you've left the lentils in it and you've put it in the wrong bin!"

Miles: Yes!

Sunta: What about Alex's bad habits?

Miles: Oooh erm . . . [laughs]

[Awkward silence]

Miles: I'm not quick enough right now, sorry.

Sunta: You need that coffee!

Miles: I was erm, still thinking about the rinse . . .

[Sunta wisely moves on to the next question, and we can only speculate as to Alex's bad habits]

Via Radio X 2016

- “the wolf was in me that morning” (Miles) via Radio X (around minute 6) and Alex saying “well I’m Alex and I play the awoo” (wolf sound) during the WBRU interview

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- Owen Pallett quite accurately described working with the duo as “like watching a buddy cop movie". Q brings up an old interview where they describe their writing process as sitting with acoustic guitars “knee to knee” and they break into whooping hysterics.

“Did we say knee to knee!? Wow,” marvels Kane.

How do they write now?

{Together}: “Shoulder to shoulder.”

Turner: “Cheek to cheek.”

Kane: “Chin to chin.”

Turner: “Tongue to ear.” Via Q Magazine

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Via Absolute Radio

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- “We just wrote the lyrics for that together - and it came about when he was on tour and I was in his flat, and he phoned me and I was like: “Oh, I’ve got this new idea and it’s in F sharp and it’s the riff in ‘Telepathy’.” He was like: “Well, I’m phoning you to tell you about my new idea and it’s in F sharp!” And he played it over the phone and it fit together. That’s just a beautiful thing that me and Alex have. It’s a strange connection, but beautiful.” (Miles about working with Alex on Telepathy)

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Via Magicrpm

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- “I’ll tell you who I love Paris. Almost as much as I love you. Mr Miles Kane” (Alex) X

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- “All aboard the Kane train.” (Alex) via Lowlands 2016 (around 21:57)

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- “Here he is, he looks better in your leather jacket than you do, it’s Miles Kane everybody!” (Alex) 31.01.2012 505 at Casino de Paris

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- “Miles has an ability to make me laugh. Like no one else I know, really. And that was something that I realized very quickly. Like, he makes me laugh from a place that I didn’t realize was there. I know some pretty funny people, I’m lucky like that. But Miles has the ability, with one syllable, to make an entire room lose it” (Alex)

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- “The next song is called ”My Fantasy”… I’d like to dedicate it to my Alex Turner!” Miles at a gig

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- “We are a pair of free spirits. I always wanted to get out and explore, and Miles as well’, concludes Turner, and turns his head toward his friend with a smile, 'If I can speak for both, darling” (Alex) via El PAÍS

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- “The ones where we’re singing together and there’s two harmonies, it’s just trying it out and seeing who goes on top? (laughs) So you try it out and see which way it sounds better.” (Alex) via Will Oliver

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- Alex: We rode a bicycle one Saturday afternoon right at the end of it [recording TAOTU] ] and properly got freaked out. We rode a bike like a mile.

Miles: We had our tops off as well! (both laugh)

Alex: I wasn’t going to say that.

Miles: And shorts! Shorts, tops off, full of cake! Via NME Feb 2008 (first interview together)

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Old married couple like Alex is mad at him but still carries his stuff cause Miles asks him to

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- “I said, ‘I’m gonna go and play ‘Town Called Malice’ over at the Fonda with Paul Weller’,” beams Kane. “’You don’t mind, do you? I’ll come in early tomorrow.’”

“I said, ‘Where the hell are you going?’” Turner says. “’We’ve not finished yet!’

Turner then affects a hard-done-by house-husband tone.

“I said, ’Oh, don’t worry about it: I’ll just be here.’” Via Hamish MacBain

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- “The monkeys used to shut everybody out, not just journalists, but everybody. And it’s not the right way to be. Miles helped me open up.” (Alex)

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- “This time we were trying to use the little finger more” (Miles) via Will Oliver

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-"And also working with Miles, it comes very much from my heart. You know, with such a close friendship we have. Wanting to work together, it brings something else. I haven’t done too much with other people… he’s kind of the only one.” (Alex) via Olaf Tyaransen

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Tlsp at The Fillmore Detroit, 26 July 2016

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via in conversation with Miles Kane

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Alex also saying they`re like yin and yang via tlsp interview la musciale

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Pushing each other into strange corners- Alex via tlsp interview la musciale

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one of the cutest things Miles has called Alex is 'the boy' it's so beautiful bc someone asked him on Twitter what he was up to and he just said he was 'going out with the boy'. which boy? it didn't need saying. everyone knows who The Boy in Miles' life is.

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Milex quotes (ranging from unhinged to batshit crazy while taking a detour through wtf land)

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- first impressions: “What is this puny spotty kid with his little brown bag ?” (Miles about Alex) “Who’s that jester who makes me laugh so hard as soon as he opens his mouth ?” (Alex about Miles). Via Les Inrocks arcticle

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- “I tell him I love him all the time,” via NME (Miles)

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- “I love you because you’ve got a very strong pain threshold.” Via NME (Miles)

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- since when are you both that close ? “You want to know if we’re going to get married ? If we have sex like real men, between the buttocks ?” Via Les Inrocks article

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- “For kids from the North, it's hard to say but we never stop telling each other that we love each other. Alex knows I'll always be there for him. (How do our girlfriends deal with that? Are they jealous? Maybe we should ask them).” (Miles) Via Les Inrocks article

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- “There is no embarrassment, no taboo, no limits between us. It's a real trade, we reroute each other's ideas. In the end, it's impossible to quantify the contribution of the two of us. Our complementarity sometimes freaks me out.” (Alex) via Les Inrocks article

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- MK: Totally, to me it’s even the best vocal take of his entire career! (He cuddles him.) AT: Thank you, my dear. (Note: here it says “mon lapin”, which can mean “my dear” but literally translates to “my bunny”) via MyRock Magazine

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- AT: Ah yeah, that’s how it is with my Miles! I start a joke and he’ll finish it! (he pounces on Miles and catches him in an armlock on the settee, before giving his crotch a light slap and shouting “Here comes the nuts!”) You wanna see how close we are as friends, Miles and I? Here, look, a spectacle exclusively for you! (At this point, we move up another notch in this madness: Alex swoops for a bowl of cashew nuts and starts to frenetically toss them at Miles, who tries to catch them with his mouth… after a fashion. Via MyRock Magazine

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- “Alex is so dedicated to song writing, it’s inspiring to be around. He’s a beautiful soul and I’m honoured to witness him and the band grow. His left ears going to be burning when he hears this…” (Miles) via GQ magazine October 2013

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- “Alex Turner is a genius, isn’t he? He’s a genius fish.” (Miles) via Knack Focus

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- “Sometimes we have Skype-sex, or we wank off on FaceTime!” (Miles) via Index

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- “We've been through a lot together. It's like, he's one of those friends, those few best friends you have in life. As you grow older, your circle tends to shrink, but he's remained one of my closest pals. It's almost like a bit of yin and yang between us.” (Miles) via Numéro

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- Alex turns to Miles and propositions him: “Your place or mine, then?” There’s no-one expect us and the road-crew there to see it, but it feels like a special moment nonetheless. Via NME

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- “I think we can bring the best out in each other, you know? He certainly does that with me.” (Miles) Via Eska Rock

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- “Why, yes, bromances are for sharing your dreams. What a wonderful sentiment.” (Miles) via Interview Magazine

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- AT: Miles is, without a doubt, Wolverine. Wolverine is a style icon to him. I see similarities. Miles always follows his instinct. And he’s capable of fixing things that are broken, whether it’s material or emotional damage, in no time. MK: Alex often reminds me of Gambit. He can change something insignificant into something explosive. He’s very aware of everything that happens around him, something that balances him out. And he can read my mind. Via OOR Magazine 2016

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- “We understand each other and keep each other going. We both have strange ideas and we need the presence of the other to make sense of them.” (Miles) Via OOR Magazine 2016

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- “Sometimes it can be a pressure being the fella in the band who writes the songs. Getting together with Miles I've got someone to bounce ideas off and that is something new for me. Also, it gives me somewhere to hide because he's up there singing with me. In the Arctic Monkeys, there's nowhere for me to hide.” (Alex) via Culture

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- “My best mate. I love him, man. I like the way he pushes himself and keeps that thing of, whatever's going on around you, you're just a lad who loves playing music and writing tunes. He's a prime example of someone who's big but doesn't take anything for granted.” (Miles)

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- “I decipher his thoughts and organise them. When Miles bursts, the idea comes flying. Someone who knows him well enough might be able to filter out the good ideas. But usually, he only has good ideas and it’s up to me to catch everything. That’s my job within this duo. That process releases all kinds of stuff within me, causing me to go into certain directions I would never take my own.” (Alex)

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- “I thought it were going to be like them finding a tape where you’d had an affair,” he grins. “Like your bird had found an affair tape and was watching you having sex with another bird… but it weren’t like… an affair tape… erm, not that I’ve ever made an affair tape.” Alex Turner about the Monkeys’ reaction to The Last Shadow Puppets’ album via NME

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- “And also working with Miles, it comes very much from my heart. You know, with such a close friendship we have. Wanting to work together, it brings something else. I haven’t done too much with other people… he’s kind of the only one.” (Alex) via Hot Press

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- MK: And he can read my mind. AT: But you can read mine, too. MK: I knew you were gonna say that. AT: And I knew you were gonna say that. via OOR Magazine 2016

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- “Even if we aren't writing half a word is enough. We can finish each other's sentences sometimes and if we focus on it, we can take it to a much deeper level. That's pretty unique. My thinking process is pretty abstract and a lot of people don't know what to do with that. Alex understands me like no other.” (Miles) via OOR Magazine 2016

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- you’re living in Los Angeles too now, miles? “…because Alex lives there…” (Miles) via Humo

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- “He has written a lot of songs – a lyrical wonder, this boy!” (Miles) via Humo

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- The pair live, Turner says, “seven minutes away from each other”. Ask them what a typical night out entails, and they look at each other, then proceed to not be very forthcoming, though Turner will eventually concede that “some of what happens in those situations is disclosed, through the veil of song, on the record. There’s references.” Via Shortlist

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- “Starin’ out the balcony at the moon, wonderin’ where is he, what is he doin’ now, who’s he kissin’” (Alex) via Sidewalk Hustle

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- “… but this thing we had together… I know that I was the new kid and he was a sort of superstar, but even from day one, it was amazing. To an outsider, it wouldn’t look equal, but it was always so equal. He made me feel like that, just because it was.” (Miles)

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- “We take it in turns playing the straight man.” (Alex) via Shortlist

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- “Quite cute ! Quite and quite camp, you mean ?” (Miles about their relationship) via NME

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- On what it’s like to work with Kane again, Turner said: “It’s like John Lennon meets… Paul [McCartney].” Via NME

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- Miles says their relationship was established “on laughter and general stupidness” via the Telegraph

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- Interviewer: Alex, what does Miles bring out in you that…. Alex: A woman can’t bring out in me?

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- Miles and his endearments for Alex:

“We always talk about it, me and the boy, y'know?”

"He's got the face for it...the little diamond."

"The Little Prince" x

“Shavambacu” at 4:01

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- “He (Alex) turned up one day in red jeans. That surprised me. I like it when he wears red jeans. When they’re tight.”

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- “There's nothing innocent about Miles Kane,”Turner warns, in case anyone was planning to accuse him of luring his fresh-faced co-conspirator into a decadent world of rock star self-indulgence. “He is the antithesis of innocence.” “Ooh,” Kane retorts, archly, “you scampi fry.” Via the Guardian

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- “We went for a bike ride. Tops off. Fred Perry shorts on.” (Alex about their time recording the age of the understatement in rural France Blackbox studio) via Q Magazine 2008

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- You look like you're about to snog each other. AT: “It’s rare that we don’t look like that.” Tlsp at the Mercury music Prize 2008

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- “As far as I’m concerned there are only two superstars: Beyoncé and Miles Kane. You can quote me on that.” (Alex)

[jaidens]

Your Hands Are Tough, But They Are Where Mine Belong,

pairing [s] : johnny cade x soc!reader

warning [s] : js sm sweet ol’ fluff <3 | typical one bed trope, except he doesn't hate you, he's madly in love with you. | basically of how you love birds found out you were even tweeting love.

a/n [s] : hey sweethearts! requests are open! a discord server with my friends is open! we need some friends guys!! dm me or you can comment and I will give you the information!!

You and Johnny were in a questionable relationship. You were from the Westside, and lived in a large neighborhood with white picket house fences and golden retrievers running around. You met him through Ponyboy after you were picking up your little sister from her boyfriend’s house. Darry took you into the house after all it was snowing outside and freezing. You waited for her to gather her stuff from Ponyboy’s room and you noticed Johnny stare on you.

Two-Bit was Kathy’s boyfriend and you knew that. He walked up behind you and tapped around your shoulders with his fingers pretending to walk across them. “How’s our girl doing?” He asks about Kathy and you laugh. “She’s good Two. She said she was dreaming about your dreamy eyes in class yesterday.” Two -Bit giggles and jumps around a bit.

“Heya’ John! You hear that? Kathy was dreaming about me.” His arms wrap around the boy’s shoulder pulling him in. The boy doesn't respond and he just laughs. You remember your sister explaining about some of the boys and how one of them was your age and how he was real quiet after Bob knocked him in. She said Pony described him like a kicked puppy, and you had to agree. His darling eyes and soft knicks on his face were a good representation of that.

“Hey I'm already to go. Don't wanna be late, Daddy's gonna call the police if we don't go.” She gives Pony a kiss on the cheek before running off after you. You're laughing with her and Johnny stares through the window at you. God, he's surely never felt this way, but it's making his stomach hurt.

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You met the boys once again whenever you and your sister were invited to eat with them. You were told to go so your parents didn't dig the Curtis’ a new one if they found out your sister got hurt by any of them. “Hey there! You're back for good. Missed me huh?” Steve is laughing at Two-Bit while he stares at the television that plays a random cartoon. “Sure Two-Braincells.” You flick his forehead and watch how he gets mad at you.

Ponyboy and the boy from a week ago walk through the door and they all greet them. Johnny's and Pony’s are being thrown out in the air and they wave while Pony holds the conversation. Sodapop is sitting next to you, chewing on a toothpick while he discusses work with Steve. “Hey John’ you can sit down. She doesn't bite.” Two says to Johnny and he sits down before shrinking away from you. You think it's sweet; the love they all share between each other. You've never been worried about your sister since they started dating.

Johnny doesn't talk very much and would let Ponyboy or Dallas tell people how he felt. He looked rough, but under that thick skin was a boy who just wanted to be loved. It was his raw fingers from chewing and pulling on his skin, the fingernails that were bitten down to the end. The bruises and scars that littered his skin made your eyes burn as you stared at the recent red ones and the cuts that stay permanent on his skin.

You're staring at him until someone calls your name. Sodapop wraps around the corner and tells you, “Hey, your parents are on the phone.” You sit up from the couch and you watch Johnny follow you. Whenever you leave the room, you can hear hushed whispers from the group and an unfamiliar voice responding and telling them to shove off. You tell your sister that she was allowed to sleepover if you stayed. She got excited and jumped a bit in Pony’s arms.

Johnny was messing with the cigarettes in his pockets and excused himself to go smoke. You decided to follow him outside and smoke with him to find out about him. “Hey, what’da doing? It's too cold out here, go back inside.” His voice is soft and calm as he notices you shake slightly whenever you walk outside without a jacket. “I want a cigarette. And, I wanna know you. You're the only guy who hasn't yelled in my face about yourself.. besides Dal and Dar.” He keeps his eyes on the ground, and closes in on himself as he lights a cigarette.

“That just isn't me. I'm the runt of the group. You know that.” Johnny talks down on himself. You hope that he doesn't think that you're gonna hurt him because of the Westside reputation, and especially because of Bob's horrible drunken actions. “I’m not gonna hurt you.” Is all you say to him whenever you pull the cigarette from in-between his fingers and take a pull.

His head is turned slightly and he stares at the way your eyes close and you relax against the bench. Johnny couldn't lie and say he wasn't worried for whenever Ponyboy came home, jumping and giggling about his new Soc girlfriend. Pony had cornered him and laid against him and told him that his girlfriend had an older sister, and how if they got married, they'd be true brothers. He smiles upon the thought and understands why Pony likes your little sister so much.

You're both kind and show love to the gang and never had a pre-judice thought around them. It was almost Soc culture to have it, but you never did. You had actually chosen to speak to everyone individually and understand them. Johnny wasn't even sure he did that. The cigarette is back in his fingers and he takes a drag. He notices the small lipstick stain from your lips, and it makes him have a tingly feeling in his stomach again. You make him giddy and happy, and he hasn't even had a conversation with you.

“How old are you?” You ask him to see his eyes widen at the question. “I’m sixteen. Two years older than Pone.” You open your mouth like you're surprised. “Me too! That's real cool.” Johnny looks away from you again and he sees you spin the rings on your fingers. You hold a conversation with him about life here and how his life is. The snow is falling down quicker and it covers the grass. The sky is beautiful tonight as the snowflakes drop gently and the stars are illuminated with the clear sky.

“Where do ya’ think the snowflakes come from if there ain't no clouds?” Johnny asks you. You shrugged your shoulders and told him you didn't know. “It's real pretty tonight isn't it?” You ask him as you stare at the sky and the streetlights that lit up the snowflakes that fall with gold hues. “Yeah. It's nice.” If Johnny had to be honest, he forgot about the cold whispy wind against his face whenever he felt the blush that scattered across his face.

Dallas opens the door and says, “Hey man. Darry's closing up y'all gotta come inside or I’m locking yall out.” You rolled your eyes at him and stood up and walked inside. You heard Dallas yelling at Johnny for ‘being an idiot!’ and you frowned. Johnny had a sad look on his face and you saw how he was crumpled up in his shell again. “Dallas. What did you get at John’ for? He looks like a little scared turtle.”

“The idiot said he wanted to sleep at his house.” Dallas puts out the cigarette in his mouth and sets it on the ashtray. You raised your eye brow at him. “Why can't he sleep at his house? Is he homeless?” You hush your voice in hopes no one hears your conversation with Dallas. “Nah man. His dad beats em’. That's where those bruises come from.” You cover your mouth with your hand and you're in complete shock. You had recognized his different behavior and how he would flinch at the sound of Two-Bit throwing a bottle in the trash, or Steve jumping up and his hand going up too quickly.

“Thank you for telling me Dallas.” You thank him before walking to where Johnny would sleep. He had a small roll out bed with blankets that Darry would make up for him. You sat down on the tiny bed next to Johnny, seeing him curled up under a thin blanket that barely covered him. “Hey Johnny. Are you awake?” You whisper gently as you see him churn slightly. “Mm.. yeah m’ awake.” He rubs his eyes and sits up.

“Did you need something?” Johnny asks you gently and you nod. “I’m supposed to stay over tonight, but I'm not sure where to sleep. Steve and Two are on the couch and floor. And Soda and Pom obviously. Do you know where some blankets are? I can just like, sleep in the kitchen.” Johnny stares at you blankly before shaking his head no. “I’m not making you sleep in the kitchen, take my bed. I can go out to the lot.” You unconsciously put your hand on Johnny's, making his ears turn a dark red. You pull it off quickly and grab your hand.

“I’m not making you give up your bed or freeze to death. I'm just gonna kick Two off the couch.” You stand up and walk away before Johnny grabs your hand. “C’mere. Two gets cranky if you wake him up early. You can sleep with me. My bed is big and I'm small. We gotta share the blanket though. Darry said Steve took five home..” Johnny laughs and you sit down and stare into his soft brown eyes. His eyes are darting around your face, as he quickly loses it with you and lays back down. Johnny has a small pillow and the blanket that barely covers the bed fully.

You lay down next to him and he turns his back at you and curls up. You tell him goodnight softly and close your eyes. It's warm with him, his body heat surrounds you and the way his chest swells as he sleeps. You can help but open your eyes a little, and stare at his soft skin and the small scratches and scars that little his gentle skin.

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You wake up the next morning with the warm sun sleeping against your skin. You're not sure how warm you are when it’s frozen outside. It's snowing again and you stare at it through the small window lighting up the small room you're sleeping in. You go to pull your arms up to wipe your eyes open, and you notice how you have to tug. You look down and see tan arms wrapped around yours, and a mop of black hair on your shoulder.

Then it hits you: Johnny Cade is cuddling you in his arms. Suddenly, everything feels much warmer and you swear you're fully melted into him. He's snoring softly as he pulls you closer into him. He fits like a perfect puzzle piece, like he was supposed to sleep right there always. It's calm and comforting until Darry yells at everyone to get up and that breakfast is ready.

Johnny moans as he wakes up. He stretches his arms and legs before he recognizes you're in his hold. “Aw man, I'm real sorry. I didn't even realize.” He quickly lets go of you and stands up. His arms wrap around his body and he walks away. You frown softly and get up, you make the bed. You can't say you're not worried about Johnny, every time you see his face with a new bruise or a bandaid plastered across his forehead.

You walk out of the room and into the kitchen, Ponyboy and Sodapop are munching down breakfast and Johnny sits there quietly. He has a small plate of eggs in front of him and arms over his stomach. Your sister is rambling to Ponyboy at something at school and he stares at her with complete love in his eyes. It's sweet if you had to be honest, how he cared and protected her so much.

You walk up behind Darry who's making food at the stove. “Hey Dare. I think Johnny needs more food. Can you make him some more stuff?” Darry nods and turns his head to look at the boy who's slowly picking at his eggs. Dallas comes in with tired eyes and pale skin, clad in just his jacket. He walks to the fridge and pulls out a beer and pops the top and throws it into the trash. “Dallas you're drinking at eight in the morning? Are you serious?” Dallas puffs his chest out and stands in front of you, attempting to show his dominance. “Yeah? You got a problem with it?”

Johnny mumbles something quietly and Dallas turns his back to you. “What did you say punk?” He tries to take his plate of eggs and you slap Dally’s hands. “Don't pick a fight with me. Go to Bucks if you're hungry. You don't get to steal his food.” Johnny can't help but smile and get giddy at you protecting him. Dallas huffs and puffs out air and walks out the door and slams it while yelling nonsense.

“Ponyboy, did you finish your homework last night?” Darry asks as he piles more food on their plates, and toast and bacon on Johnny's. He smiles up at him and starts eating again. You get your own food, even to Darry's request to let him get you food. Ponyboy responds to his eldest brother with a random drawn out response to him. Johnny laughs and you sit down next to him.

“You didn't have to stick up for me. I could've handled it.” Johnny tells you, and you stop eating to tell him. “You probably could have, but I wanted to. Dallas messes with everyone and doesn't realize he's being a dick.” He looks down at the floor and you see the way his leg nervously bouncing up and down. Your hand slides gently onto his leg, calming him down. Sodapop turns on the radio, and immediately goes to his favorite channel. Him and Pony argue for a minute before Darry tells them to shut up.

“Are Steve and Two-Bit ever gonna wake up? They look dead.” You laugh as you see Steve with his mouth open and snoring louder than he already was. “Hopefully not. I want Steve's pay. Maybe my manager will double it because Steve's gone!” It's a bundled up sound of laughter and giggles as Steve wakes up with a surprised sound. Steve is on the floor, rubbing his eyes. Two-Bit is still fully asleep, almost falling off the couch as well.

Johnny wasn't sure about most things, but one thing he was, was that your laugh completely captured his entire attention. He's staring at you now instead of Steve or Two-Bit with complete and utter love in his eyes. He's sure there's drool dripping from his mouth as he has his head plastered on his head and he's just staring at you. “Take a picture man, she'll go away at some point.” Is all Ponyboy says, snapping Johnny out of his cloudy, love-filled vision.

Your hand is still laying on his thigh, he's not fully sure if you forgot about it or not. However, he's giddy and giggling in his mind about the delicious feeling that heats up on his leg. Johnny is relaxed as he listens to the Van Morrison song that plays on the radio, he's surely heard it a thousand times, but he'll still listen to it everyday, it reminds him about the life he has. Johnny has the gang, his brothers that enjoy listening to the same song hundreds of times. Johnny cannot lie, however, that he enjoys listening to The Beatles with you whenever he gets invited over. He stares at the posters that clad your wall filled with Paul McCartney’s face.

You've relaxed now and you're chewing on your food. He can't help but begin staring once more as you finish up. You have a soft smile on your face as you compliment Darry on his cooking. Johnny follows you around the kitchen and places his plate in the sink. You ask him if he enjoyed the food, and he blankly stares at you. “Johnny, are you there?” Your hand falls to his arm and you rub it softly. He's sure you're visible to the pink shade of his skin and as it layers over his tan color. “Yeah, the food was good.”

“Awe good!” And there you go again, with the smile that makes him want to lasso the moon to see it again. You start to help Ponyboy with his stuff and turn around to Johnny. “Can you please wipe off the table? It'll be really good for me. Pretty please?” He nods at you, when truly he knows you could've told him to clean and pointed a finger and you would be able to see your reflection in it.

However, when he's cleaning, he doesn't realize how far his elbow pushes and it slams into a glass and it knocks onto the floor. You run into the kitchen at the loud noise and see Johnny on the floor, attempting to pick up the glass with his hands. You can see how frantically he's moving, such as him wanting to hide he ever did it. “Johnny, baby, don't clean glass with your bare hands.”

Johnny looks up at you with water-glassed eyes. His lip is slightly poking out and he hugs you tightly. “Man, I'm real sorry. I don't even know why I did that, gosh Darry is gonna—” He's cut off abruptly with a kiss planted onto his lips. Johnny melts in your light touches and the kiss to his lips. You pull away from him and he's staring at you. “Don’t say any of that. It's just a glass. Let's clean it up then we can get ice cream, yes?” He nods and stands up off his knees. You're helping him clean up and throw the shattered glass into the trashcan.

You stand up and your arm goes around his shoulders. He's looking down on the ground and he's scraping the floor with his shoes. “Hey, let's go.” You grabbed your purse and the cardigan you had thrown on. “Are you gonna be cold?” He asks softly, and he grabs onto your hand. He isn't sure of how easily your hand fits in his, but it makes sense. You're the perfect match to his and he makes him extremely happy. “I’ll be fine, c'mon. I want ice cream and a date with my favorite person.

[luckyartdrawer]

TLDR: Deleted scene for ch 29 ANE

Sooo I've been working on the next chapter (29) of ANE, but unfortunately I had to cut stuff and rewrite it because it wasn't playing out how I wanted. Norrrrr did it Segway into the next chapter I have boarded out all that good.

Ultimately i had to slow down and change the events that occured which ment major delete time. (This has happened before unfortunately, but ya gotta kill some darlings to progress. ����)

But! I really liked this one scene that's getting deleted and thought "It's fun, let them see the fun!" So now you're seeing the behind the scenes fun lololol

Look below the break to see if you're interested! I've removed spoilers for those who haven't read/are caught up with the story. :)

“With the stunt Sundrop pulled, you're lucky if I let you out of this room this weekend. That was highly unusual.”

“...Sunnnnnn was, as was I-iiii, experiencin-g-g-g technical difficultiesssss. Nothing leftttt to worry about.”

“You're staying until I say so.”

“Wait, what about me?” You questioned, hyper aware of your current surroundings. “You don't expect me to stay right here the entire time. Right?”

“You already seem to be a package deal.” Mike said nonchalantly.

Your jaw locked shut with a permanent frown. You heard Moon groan in the background.

“That's not a proper explanation!”

“Doesn't need to be.”

Your wants don't seem very heard right now. You slouch against the wall and furrow your brow, but otherwise you listen to him.

Silence falls upon the room, save for the clacks of Mikes keyboard... That is, until Moon decided to start tapping the chair he sat on.

Tap.

Tap.

Tap.

You dragged your eyes from the floor to look at him. He stopped the rhythmic tapping when your gazes met.

You settle back into yourself, closing your eyes to try and find some comfort in the situation.

Tap.

Tap.

Tap.

You held back a groan but opened your eyes with a glare, the tapping noise stopping again when you looked at Moon.

Is he trying to annoy you? This isn't the time for that. He knows that.

You stared for longer this time and Moon tilted his face plate by 45 degrees.

TapTapTap.

The rapid succession of taps made you flinch.

TapTapTap.

Okay maybe you're getting frustrated. That noise isn't the most pleasant to hear and it's obvious Moon is using it to direct your attention.

You simulate a deep breath, remembering you need to keep calm. 

TapTapTap. (TapTapTap)

Now he's rasping with both hands. Wonderful.

“Would you please stop?”

“Hmmm?”

TapTapTap(TapTapTap)

“That! Stop that!”

“Youuu-u didn't say pleaseeee that time.”

TapTapTap(TapTapTap)

“Stop tapping the chair, please.”

“Wellllll, since you asked sooo nicccce-ly.”

TapTapTap

“No.”

(Writer's note: This scene was for Moon to get your attention to silently link up your shared single braincells (not literally lol) to realize that you can work together to leave. I love the idea so much but it's so out of character at this moment of time and unnecessary. 😭 At least this annoying tf out of you part is very much in character! :P )

[starknife-starmimi]

So like, based on the latest annual, how the hell do you ship mimic with… anyone? Because the second he realised he’s feeling his “weakness” he’s going to cut them off permanently as fast as possible. The only reason he wouldn’t is if he couldn’t…

This dear Anon is what me and every other Mimic/Literally Anyone shipper is scattering our braincells to figure out 😅

I feel like the answer varies from ship & shipper. Some shippers want their pairings to be the sweetest, fluffiest things on the planet, no matter who the characters are. Others want their pair to be the most horrific gut-harvesting shakespearian tragedy that will leave you crying for hours. And some, like me, enjoy a mix of the two. All those opinions of how you want to ship your ship are valid.

But as for how I ship Starmimi personally after the annual's glimpse into Mimic's disturbing psychology......

The Bumblekast has told us that Starline's flirting skills are at best when trying to take advantage of someone while his attempts at flirting with someone he actually admires would be horrible because he doesn't know how to put someone on an equal level to him. Starline doesn't know how to step off his pedestal, let alone not put others on one above him.

We also know from the Bumblekast that Mimic is not afraid of pretending to be in love with someone for the LOLs and can keep up the act for long periods of time if he wishes.

So combining these aspects of the bastards together - It wouldn't actually be a huge surprise if they somehow ended up in a "relationship" in attempts of playing each other for fools.

Now, if you want to follow the Canon Timeline of the Bad Guys Mini series, it's a short sparked "relationship" that dies as quickly as it comes. Doomed by the narrative. But if you're playing with Canon Divergence &/or AUs, then we get the chemistry brewing.

Starline is keeping Mimic around while he's useful, and Mimic is sticking around in hopes of getting a better understanding of Starline's plans while furthering the time before the platypus contemplates taking his life.

Eventually, fake flirts slowly become real, and the emotions attached slowly become genuine, but both burry the mere possibility of that being true in good old ✨️DENIAL✨️ (aka every Slowburn enjoyers best friend)

This span of denial while maintaining true attachment gives them both the opportunity to understand each other and share softer moments as they both remain under their previous mindset of "playing each other for fools."

But with time, they will begin to realize these feelings and gestures are true and are genuine, and THAT is when Mimic's "weakness" comes in. Whether it's a confession, a meaningful gesture, or even a subtle sign of care- Mimic WILL get pushed over his edge and snap again. Thus, your angsty abandonment and attempted murder begins.

Starline is going to get thrown into an emotional storm when this happens as Mimic attempts to leave (or muder) the doctor, and honestly... It's kind of open-ended from there.

Starline might be able to break through to Mimic.

One might kill the other accidentally or intentionally.

Mimic might get away, leaving Starline an emotional trainwreck.

In all honestly, I am still trying to figure this all out. I think part of the appeal of Starmimi and other Mimic ships are the Angst and the Challenge.

Those who enjoy their ships to be as toxic as clorox wipes are going to have a great time making their ships suffer. Others like me are going to enjoy the challenge of making it work even when it's complicated.

I might reblog this one day with more input, but until then, I hope this answers your question to some degree. In all honestly, I think some of my fellow Starmimi shippers are scurrying around like that SpongeBob on Fire gif because we DID NOT see this coming.

[thequietmanno1]

TheLreads, Vigilantes ch 89, Replies Part 1

1) “Alright, so, let us try to recover a bit of the lost time. Vigilantes? Yeah, vigilantes. Mirko just started kicking ass? Tricky question, she’s always kicking ass? Okay, so, did the story punched any holes in the worldbuilding or plot? pffft- yeah, I suuuuure it didn’t happen…”-

(L, after reading the chapter)

“NUUURSE! I’ve found a massive hole in this plot! Fetch the band-aids!

2) “Alrighty Mirko, time to show us some badass scenes, if you’re gonna escape persecution from criminal acts I want it to be worth it, aright?|- If there’s one advantage to Mirko, it’s that she’s a guarantee of badassness to ensure, or double your money back, guaranteed.

3) "A person who we don't know the identity of and definitely won't be charged for this even though those event are being transmitted online if I recall correctly "- Given what AFO’s up to, and later resorts to openly stealing Quirks in the chaos, I assume that he cut the feeds at some point when he judged it was time to sabotage the venue and make off with what he wanted from it- in fact, knowing him, he’d already twigged to Knuckle’s infiltration before his match and had pre-emptively  prepared to burn the whole operation to the ground before he’d found anything that could concretely link AFO to the event, hence why he feels secure in (literally) showing his hand in matter now.

For all we know, the feeds were stopped before Mirko burst onto the stage, once “The Ripper” had been taken to the infirmary where he was free to find the incriminating stuff.

4) “Holy shit even the staff? Alright, more meat for the grinder I suppose. Poor bastards.”- They got caught up in the rush, but should have considered where the end result would take them. Oh well, at least this place likely has good dental – AFO had to keep his winning smile somehow, right?

5) “But if we theoretically knew, I bet we would be about to see a true carnage. A one-woman massacre. The Beast of Caerbannog brought to life.”- They’re locked inside a slaughterhouse, and they’re the meat products that need tenderising.

6) “Like I said, a massacre. And glad to see confirmation that this is indeed being shown online, where deeefinitely it won’t remain as a permanent record that can be used to identify her later on, I mean, there’s just so many bunny-people that are on high school and have already been expelled due to illegal underground fights, right?”-  Hmmm, I’m honestly uncertain how much of the event is even being shown anymore. It’d leave too much evidence of AFO’s direct involvement for him to use Kurogiri’s portaling + his Quirk stealing this openly unless he’d already stopped the broadcasting, or put the feed in a closed loop to hide what he was doing, unbeknownst to the actual participants, who are now getting beaten for nothing but Mirko’s amusements

7) “Alright narrator calm down there before she climbs up there to kick your ass as well”- Actually, where the hell is he? He’s still keeping the commentary flow going despite a mass rush of bodies in the cramped confines headed straight for Mirko, so where’s he standing that he can keep an eye on the action without getting knocked over?

8) “Oh yeah it did, but don’t worry, there is enough of it to go around, blood just started being spilled after all

Now rappa, I want you to meet your new best friend forever

god if only Mirko was part of the overhaul raid… “-  Rappa and Mirko really do be sharing the same braincell, just in opposite directions/interests. God but it would have been cool for them to meet/fight in the Hassaki raid again and settle the “Fist vs Kicks” debate once and for all…and I’d actually pay money to see Mirko’s reaction to Tengai’s barrier trciks when he pulled those stunts, and whether or not she could break them by herself unlike Fitgum’s mega-blow. Actually, now I wanna see Mirko and Kirishima interacting, just to see if she’d be up for training his endurance whilst also training her kicks.

9) “ “trying” might be the right word here, because they sure as all hell aren’t succeeding on it.”- An uncoordinated mob vs the most coordinated asskicker in the series, no contest.

10) “Now rappa I want you to apologize to your new best friend because being honest she’s way more “manly” than you. Can’t believe we’ll cancel rappa on shitter due to sexist comments smdh”-  To be fair, he hadn’t spoken to her yet, and I’d honestly find a hard time finding somebody in this series who is more on each other’s wavelength than these duos. I’d also say I ship it, but they love violence more than any romance could hope to compare.

11) “Rappa please, your new best friend is right there and she would actually be incredibly happy to kick your ass into oblivion jesus just get out of Knuckleduster’s dick already”- This is why you should never be afraid to try new dishes on the menu, you might find something you’ll like more than your tried and tested favourites.

12) “oh my god he’s still going after him while casually yeeting people to the side

I can only imagine knuckle back at the office and Rappa outside, holding a boombox over his head like in a 90s romcom.”- That would imply that despite his simple love of straightforward violence, Rappa is skilled enough to track down and keep up with a man whose Quirk is literally all about super-speed, and that’s too funny not to be canon.

13) “I’m sorry, it doesn’t look like knuckleduster is paying attention to what that buzzer was, it looks like he’s so done with this shit he’s disassociating.”- Knuckle is still trying to avert his eyes from the path of the fist, but it will take him down his destined road, one way or another…

14) “Oh boy, is that the proto-trigger? So much for asking consent before giving it to conscious people, right?”- Well, maybe the manager would have asked for consent, but AFO’s not him, is he? Plus, I bet that gas piping was introduced as a “security measure” should the fighting get too out of hand, advertised as a means of sedating the whole crowd at once to avoid ‘incidents’, only for AFO to switch the payload when using it here to his benefit.

15) “Wait, so did the staff knew this was going to happen? But then why would they jump in on the mess? If I knew someone would deploy a quirk-enhancing drug that makes people lose their mind I would avoid going in the middle of a crowd of crazy-ass fuckers”- I’m betting they’re equally confused when people’s Quirks start exploding and spiking in power, but they were expecting the pipes to help sedate them, not push events more and more out of control. But hey, at least it’s really entertaining for AFO, the only one watching from the monitors now.

15) “Alright, so it is trigger alright

So, is this still being transmitted online or did the feed already got cut? Because boy I think it would be hard to overlook this when investigating trigger.”- AFO has definitely cut the feeds, especially since he starts getting ‘directly’ involved now, but it’s unclear as to when he did so.

@thelreads

[bylightofdawn]

So one of the ferals I feed is an orange and white polydactyl male. He's kinda small and scrawny and showed up maaaaaybe six to eight months ago. Was super skittish and would run away from me and about a month or two ago he got comfortable enough he would get right up into the pile of orange braincells (the collection of fixed orange males that have become the sort and permanent bacherlor group) who usually push to get fed first. They all all lovey-dovey with one another, this is the group my Lovebug and the newly dubbed Scorch are part of.

And now he squeaks and chirps at me when I approach and has started to nudge my hand when I'm laying down food and he's now letting me pet him when he's eating. He has made massive strides since he came to me as a random adult feral. I've mentally dubbed him Squeaker because he doesn't really meow, he squeaks and it's so cute beyond words. And his little paws. Scream. I've never really been around a poly cat before but I 1000% get the reason people go wild for them. He looks so silly when he runs.

It's interesting seeing the different personalities that have begun to emerge. There's another one that is prolly one of the smallest and most timid yet endearingly daring that will dart in and grab a mouthful of food and then run away. Not from me but from the other cats, so obviously, it's been bullied over food at some point in it's life so I try and set up a pile away from the others so it doesn't have to constantly do its hit-and-run feeding tactics.

Meanwhile, one of the others HAS to eat with another cat, he just doesn't want to eat alone so he will just nudge his way over to one of the other cats and start sharing their food with them. And if they run off he'll just mosey over to another cat and start eating with them. He's not aggressive about it, doesn't like bully them off their food he just wants to be eating with a friend.

When my lease ends in August, I seriously pray they don't raise my rent again, I would feel awful if I had to move and leave these guys behind. I might try and find a way to bring Lovebug with me if I do have to move. It would be a shitshow since he's always been an outside feral, but he has his claws in my heart so deep.

[singular-braincells]

howdy party people, guess who got into genshin impact? its me. good news, hot people. bad news, subjecting all of you to ramblings about said hot people.

i am so salty over not being able to pull thoma during the yae miko banner so here i am thinking about fictional people as a sad coping mechanism. anyways, thanks for coming to my ted talk

not proof read brain go brr i will fix in the morning when braincells decide to function again and maybe went a lil overboard with diluc 🙃

genshin characters (kaeya, lisa, and diluc) when they see you napping

kaeya

draws weird shit on your face with a permanent black marker 

kidding lol

you just came back from doing multiple commissions and helping out the acting grand master with a horrendous amount of paper work

working since six am till about one in the afternoon, lisa forced asked you and jean to take a break

she took jean to the angel’s share tavern and promised to bring you lunch from good hunter’s. you went to an empty unused room in the knight’s headquarters to take a short break 

you pulled out a book lisa had lent you and went to an unoccupied couch in the room. located next to the window, you could feel the sunshine on your skin and see the clear skies out 

flipping through pages of your book, the warm sensation on your skin along with the minimal hours of sleep you got the night before had pulled you into a much needed nap. feeling your eyelids getting heavy and your breathing slowing down, you feel yourself succumbing to an afternoon nap

your normal aware and alert state that being an adventurer has refined over the years has left you vulnerable as you continue to doze off. kaeya considered himself lucky when he accidentally came into this room looking for jean

your relationship with kaeya was a bit odd, not gonna lie. you thought he was nothing more than a big alcoholic flirt who wanted nothing more than to inconvenience you. kaeya thought you were way too uptight for your young age and wanted to somehow crack the serious front that you put on (he knows that there is a nicer side to you, he has seen you interact with kids. the serious mannerisms falls and all that’s left is a kind and playful young soul)

luckily kaeya didn’t wake you up, he always thought you were kinda cute but with the way that the sun hits your face, the way your hands carefully clutch your novel, and the particular way that your chest goes up and down... he could feel his chest just tighten up a little bit (not that he would ever admit that)

for once, kaeya decides to be a nice person and drapes his tacky fur coat over you. he notices part of your hair covering your face and moves his slender hands to brush it out of your face and behind your ear. “my, you are awfully cute when you’re not always overworking yourself.”

kaeya leaves a cup of ice water for you on a nearby table and a note for you for when you wake up. maybe he’s not too much of an inconvenience. you’ll thank him by buying him a couple of drinks at angel’s share next time you see him stumble in after your shift 

lisa

you were tasked with being lisa’s little library helper by the knights (something you personally didn’t mind, it was better than having to babysit kaeya at the tavern)

lisa needed help putting away recently returned books while she ran some errands for the acting grand master

she gave you a list of the books that have been returned and where they needed to go. she apologies for leaving the work for you and promises that she’ll make the two of you some tea when she returns

you tell her to not worry about it since it’s the reason why you are here helping her in the first place. “why, thank you cutie. i’ll be back right before you know it” you wouldn’t admit this to her, but every time she calls you “cutie”, you melt on the inside like a popsicle in summer heat

you wave goodbye to her as she leaves the library, trying to keep your flushed face out of lisa’s sight

you looked up to lisa, like a lot. the way she was able to handle the knights’ workload and to be able to maintain the library without breaking a sweat. the way that she effortlessly makes you feel giddy just from the way she talks to you. every hug that she gives you is like a slight squeeze to your heart

determined to make lisa’s workload easier, you get to work by sorting out the returned books by author’s last names alphabetically

hours go by before lisa returns to the library and you manage to go through 90% of the books and have tried putting them in the right spots

the only books that were remaining were books checked out from the restriction section. you’d have to ask lisa for help with those books

there was one book on the shelves that had caught your eye when you were working. taking it off the shelves, you go to a quieter area of the library to read your book. there was a rather big leather chair next to two potted plants 

cracking open the book, you begin to read the pages leisurely while waiting for lisa’s return so that she can help you with the rest of the books

you can feel your eyes droop and the somewhat shady area you were in made you want to sleep even more. you notice this and shake yourself awake. you had to stay up in case lisa returned.

well that was short lived because before you knew it, you were out. snoozing peacefully, you didn’t realize that lisa had returned by the opening of oak doors at the opening of the library

lisa kept calling out your name, tea and lunch hot in her hands. she wanted to take you to the benches located by the knight’s headquarter entrance to eat lunch

what she didn’t expect is to see you sleeping soundly with a novel in your hands. “how cute.” lisa thinks to herself as she sets down the food and drinks in her hands

she leaves for a brief moment to go to her desk. opening the drawer, she retrieves a soft grey blanket and heads back to your sleeping form

she drapes the blanket over you and takes the book from your hands and sets it on a table next to the chair

lisa pats the top of your head and tucks you in, doing her best to not wake you up. “we can have lunch as soon as you wake up cutie.” 

diluc

you and diluc were good friends (well at least you thought you were good friends, didn’t want to ask him though in case y’all weren’t friends lol) who occasionally helped you out with your commissions. in return, you would help out in the angel’s share in place for charles (for emergencies or just to give the poor man a break from all the drunks)

you had learned all the bartending ways from your grandmother and grandfather. you don’t consider yourself a very very good bartender, but good enough to keep customers happy

 you weren’t one to keep up with all the various holidays that the city of mondstat celebrated, but you kept track of holidays in case the angel’s share needed an extra set of hands during busy days 

diluc would normally be the one to approach you when they needed help (he knew where to find you anyways)

today’s commissions seem to be piling on more and more for some reason. many adventurers took off for a holiday, but it had slipped your mind

thinking that today was like any other normal day, you tried to finish as many commissions as possible. hilichurls, finding lost animals, delivering packages, and everything in between

by the time the evening arrived, you were beat. ecstatic to finally be able to go home, you head towards katheryne to claim the commission rewards for when you see diluc

“oh, good evening master diluc. didn’t expect to see you here this late.” waving at him, you flash him a tired smile

as you hand katheryne all the commissions that you’ve completed, diluc and you make casual conversation

“that reminds me, would you mind giving charles an extra hand tonight? it’s rather packed in the angel’s share and he could really use the extra help.” there goes your plans for resting tonight. you didn’t want to say no to diluc and you didn’t have plans anyways

“uh sure. let me finish a couple of tasks first and i’ll be there as soon as possible.” diluc nods and thanks you. “of course. don’t mention it”

you finish whatever tasks you had left as quickly as possible and head over to the angel’s share. when you came in, it really was packed to the brim with adventurers, citizens, and entertainers alike

you go behind the bar and greet charles as you get to work. tying a black apron around your waist, you put on a tired smile and start whipping drinks together

hours and hours pass but as the most people know, time flies fast when you’re working hard. you don’t notice your fatigue and the screams of your body telling you to rest

after the last drunk has been kicked out from the bar, the two of finally have a seat. a huge sigh of relief escapes your lips as you take a large sip of water

“thank you so much for your help tonight, (y/n). i really couldn’t have done it without you.” you brush off charles appreciation. “not a problem. it had slipped my mind that today was special. would have come in earlier had i remembered.” 

you don’t notice, but diluc slips into the enterance of the bar to help you and charles clean up after a chaotic night. you glance up from your seat to see him, all in his bartender fit glory (you think he looks like 10000 times better in this outfit but would never tell that to his face)

“nice to see you again master diluc.” he nods towards you. “likewise. how was tonight?” him and charles seem to be talking, but none of what they’re saying is processing through your head. feeling your head pound, you decide to put your head down on the table and close your eyes for a brief moment

as soon as your head is in your arms, you doze off. after the large amount of commissions and mixing drinks / tending to customers all night long, you hadn’t realized how exhausted you were

diluc noticed that you hadn’t given your input on anything for the past 10 minutes and turns his head in your direction. he notices the slow rise of of your chest 

diluc feels awful for making you work so late and hadn’t even realized the state you were in before asking you to help out at the share. normally he would have noticed your exhaustion, but being busy with preparations for a busy night he hadn’t taken it into consideration. he sighs and takes off his coat. diluc glances at the goosebumps on your skin and puts his warm jacket over you

he and charles clean up the bar while you nap peacefully. after the bar is clean, diluc sends charles home. by the looks of it, you’re gonna be out cold for the whole night. he lifts you up and takes you to an unoccupied couch

somehow, you don’t stir in your sleep at all. diluc gets a small pillow and puts your head on it, moving slow and carefully. 

while you are slumped over the couch, diluc uses his coat to cover you as a blanket. there's enough space on the couch for diluc to take a seat next to you

before you know it, he's fast asleep next to you. another idiot prone to overworking himself to exhaustion

[i-love-sweet-william]

I am revealing my first and most forbidden willel au....the Jane Doe AU.........

in which El Jane is immortal and always comes back to life after her body heals from whatever killed her. the night she escaped the lab, she got shot in the leg before encountering Will gotta have that s3 bite ref, who tied it up with his shirt before going to find help.....he found something but. it wasn't help (when she later died with the shirt wrapped around her leg, her body couldn't reject the bullet so she stayed dead until it was removed during her autopsy)

the next day the party goes out searching for Will and instead find......a fucking mystery dead girl with some of Will's bloody clothes. gotta start their trauma early. anyway skipping over the police shit, when she wakes up and goes wandering around Hawkins, still looking like the corpse she was, Mike does his Mike Thing and takes her in and Dustin gets a bit too concerned with labeling her and not enough concerned with uhhhh her being around at all. Lucas is the only one using just a little bit of the party's shared braincell to consider the idea that Maybe they're fucking haunted by her now. (they're not. but like. it's a Reasonable Explanation. more reasonable than "yeah we saw and disturbed her dead body but she's not a ghost or curse and isn't targetting us specifically, there is no purposeful haunting going on")

anyway. even tho it seems to follow s1 at the start, it's a willel au because Will gets to make a lot more "on screen" contact than he did in canon. because willel can see/hear/touch each other when on different planes (living and dead) and byler can actually have a...."conversation". over the walkie talkie. but just like El didn't wanna lead the party to the gate in s1 because it was dangerous, Will also doesn't wanna tell Mike (or anyone else) where he is either. he doesn't want anyone to come risk permanent death to rescue him, not when he knows Jane found her way out, with no memories and nowhere to go (Will knows he won't have memories either but at least he'll have a place with people waiting for him)

....not to mention there's an alternative version of the au in which El's body was found by the lab people that night, and it focuses on willel working together to escape the lab and learn about their different abilities and how to unlock their memories

—

I wanna yell about willel's specific dynamics depending on who's alive and who's dead and what happened the night they met and their memory triggers but that's so fucking much so I'll just save that for a willel exclusive post and go off on the party more rn

the night the party finds El in the tree, naturally they're all freaking the fuck out but henclair do momentarily try to offer up "maybe she's Asleep" as an alternative....and then everyone proceeds to lose their shit when Mike touches her and immediately recoils because she's stiff and cold as ice and no one wants to go notify any adults that they were out here but also They Found A Fucking Body. That's Not Really The Kind Of Thing To Hide Rn. and with Will's fucking clothes!!! like if any adults didn't believe he was in danger before, they sure the fuck will Now.

but they don't wanna go talk to police alone, and they also don't think they should all just leave the crime scene (because what if no one listens to them? if they leave someone out here, the adults will have no choice but to send at least one person into the woods), and they also don't want to be the person left alone in the woods with a fucking corpse, but what the fuck are they supposed to do rn.

anyway. for angst reasons, Mike gets left behind and sorta "talks to himself" (she can hear him...but she won't remember anything in detail when she wakes up) and he doesn't understand what the fuck is going on but he's so fucking sorry that they didn't find her sooner. and he's so fucking sorry that...he's glad she wasn't Will. he feels disgusting and also relieved and still concerned about Will and....he just wants to ask her what happened. because she probably knows (knew) where Will is. not to mention what state he was in when they were separated. is any of that blood Will's? is it all hers? he doesn't know.

and somewhere in his muttering he'll mention a "next time", one of the few lines directed solely at her as herself and not just someone who isn't Will or must know something about Will. about her next life, wherever she ends up (not that Mike necessarily has all his beliefs solidified by age *checks notes* 4, but it's the words that matter rn). and that's what she'll say when she vaguely recognizes Mike. "next time". and Mike's like holy fucking shit next time sure came quick

all the people that have ever been particularly good to her have been smol (Kali and the party) so she doesn't really have any subconscious motivations to Not hide from Tols if she can help it. so with slightly odd wording, she gets that idea across to Mike.

but her being hidden from adults and only appearing to the party does not help Lucas feel less haunted. and seeing her not know how to eat various foods doesn't convince Dustin that she isn't going to go apeshit and try to go for a brain next. BUT. her recognizing Will and having only words like "hide" and "help" to say about him at least convinces Mike that Will must've purposely done that for her (given the vest and shirt, and covered her in leaves). he can't really think of Will saying that to her if she was just taking shit from him and going on her merry way to hide herself

but that doesn't tell him what she was hiding from in the first place. or what happened to Will afterward

if you know anything about the ajin IBM, Jane has something vaguely like Kei's early chapter IBM. it doesn't listen to her, basically has its own consciousness. also mortal people can't see it. her "IBM" in the au is just called a Void Body and looks like she does normally, and it doing random shit is why from most povs it'll seem like she has telekinesis. it knocks shit off Mike's shelves and locks doors and whatever. but like it couldn't lift a fucking train or van or anything. it's only capable of what Jane is physically capable of. the most useful thing it does in dangerous situations is stand at Jane's back and take bullets, making it look like she stopped them with her mind or has some kind of invisible shield. (naturally Will and Kali would also have their own "IBM" but with different uses and levels of conscious control)

if Dustin tries that floating toy thing again, Jane still won't really react but her void body might take it and run or try shaking it around and Dustin will get his sci-fi thrill. floating shit is once again not going to do wonders for Lucas feeling haunted as fuck but he will eventually come around when she like. does some cool self defense shit or just anything that comes from an action movie instead of horror. also even if she can't freeze Troy's body or make him piss himself, her void body can still shove him around to copy Mike, or trip him/make him miss his punches/whatever. because physical fighting is what Jane's trained in, and the void body is just like an invisible sidekick with the same training....and no consequences of being caught

.......also. even tho I was trying to refrain from going off on willel. just. please understand that while they are both smol and physically capable, Will still has 0 formal training and Jane could throw him across the training room like a frisbee. However. Will can see both Jane and her void body in perfect clarity (unlike her previous mortal partners), and his own void body responds significantly more to his conscious control and can get him things he needs and consistently protecc and attacc, being exactly where he wants to be. it makes for interesting training matches

okay that was a lot of words I'll shut the fuck up and. maybe try to Actually post more on the au.....eventually........

[guardianofrivendell]

How the company reacts to finding out you and fili are married 😂

I loved this request and I decided that instead of making into a full blown fic - that would take me even longer to publish - I would do it headcanon style. 

Look at me making my way through requests 💪!

The Company Reacting to You and Fili being Married

Fíli x fem!reader 

Warnings: Fíli has one braincell in this one and he does not use it, open ending because it started to get too long but we all know it would turn out okay in the end, f-word, it is really silly I’M SORRY

A/N: It might not be exactly what you had in mind when sending in the request but it’s where my imagination took me 😆 This should not be taken seriously.

you were a last minute addition to the Company

Fíli and Kíli had kept the Quest a secret but you found out anyway, following them all the way to Bag-End

because there was no way they were leaving you behind

they were not happy - except maybe Kíli who was over the moon to see you

almost breaking his brother’s ribs when he shoved his elbow in Fíli’s side

wiggling his eyebrows while his eyes drifted towards you 

Fíli immediately regretting ever telling Kíli of his crush on you

little did he know you felt exactly the same

anyways

back to the Company

lots of protest from the other Dwarves because there was no way they were taking a woman with them

it didn’t take long for you to wrap each and every one of them around your little finger

them quickly agreeing on you coming along, but you had to promise not to be a burden to them 

Kíli blurting out that he and Fíli would look after you

that earned him a swift kick to the shins from Fíli

he made Kíli promise not to tell you anything and to not tease him about it

Kíli promised to behave and not embarass him in front of you

crossed fingers behind his back

during the journey Fíli had a hard time keeping it together around you

much to the delight of Kíli who found it all hilarious

at the slightest sign of danger, Fíli did his best to shield you from it

it kind of was exhausting really, keeping an eye on both you and his brother while also not trying to get killed himself 

as long as you were safe, that was what mattered most 

he thought he could pick up some signals from you that you might be feeling the same

or that could just be him seeing things

he was planning on asking you if he could court you as soon as they reclaimed Erebor 

so he still had some time to build up his courage

and he was sure not to tell his brother about this 

but everything escalated one night when Thorin decided to share some news

they were all sitting around the campfire, chatting after dinner

when suddenly the subject of marriage comes up 

Ori asking what a wedding ceremony is like, since he never witnessed one before

before anyone can explain, Thorin clears his throat

“You will find out soon enough. We will have a wedding once Erebor is reclaimed.”

Everyone looking at each other questioningly, shrugging shoulders when asked if they know something

“Who’s getting married?”

dramatic silence

then Thorin looks at Fíli

“As soon as Erebor is ours again, Fíli is to be wed to a lady of nobility of the Iron Hills.”

a few gasps were heard among the Company

Fíli had dropped his bowl of stew to the ground

Kíli sat wide-eyed beside him, his eyes flickering to you 

you were completely still, as if frozen in place

you should have known you didn’t stand a chance

Fíli is part of the royal family after all 

but then Fíli stands up with a jolt, as if bitten by something

“I can’t marry her.”

Thorin sighs, he knew this was coming

“Fíli, it is important to strengthen the relations with-”

“No, I can’t marry her because... because...”

his eyes landed on you and his heart broke 

your eyes fixed on the ground, hands tucked underneath your thighs and biting your lip 

in complete panic he said the first thing that came into his mind

“... because I’m ALREADY MARRIED!”

okay well

that maybe wasn’t the best thing to say 

seeing how Thorin was about to burst

“Already married? TO WHOM?!”

...

Fíli panicked again

think of a name think of a name think of a name

any name but-

“Y/N!”

your head snapped up and your jaw almost fell to the ground

Kíli screeched in excitement, clapping his back

“Way to go, brother! You never told me you guys eloped?! No wonder she was so keen on coming along.”

Fíli looked at him and was speechless

did he seriously believe he would marry someone without telling him

without telling anyone?

yes, yes he did

it appeared the whole company believed it

he received pats on the back, a shove here and there

lots of ‘congratulations’ and ‘well done’

Dori was tearing up

Glóin and Bombur welcomed him ‘to the club’

you received the same treatment but were still too stunned to react 

when Thorin stood before you, you almost cowered in fear underneath his stare 

he crossed his arms and gave you a stern look

“Are you pregnant?”

“NO!” both you and Fíli yelled at the same time, absolutely mortified

his lips started to twitch and to your surprise Thorin smiled at you

“It didn’t go the way I expected but... Welcome to the family!”

Thorin hugs you

I repeat

Thorin hugs you

meanwhile Fíli is having a small extensive crisis 

he meets your eyes and you’re shooting daggers at him

he fucked up big time

there was no way out of this 

not this time

after Thorin it was Kíli’s turn to give you a bonecrushing hug

your feet might have been off the ground for a few seconds

“I never thought he would finally grow a pair! I mean... he couldn’t even talk to you without embarassing himself!”

“Thank you Kee”

you locked eyes with Fíli again

“Excuse me, I need a word with my husband.”

you ignored the feeling in your stomach when you said that

how right it felt 

lots of hooting and hollering when you dragged Fíli out of the campsite

you raised an eyebrow at him in question

enter puppy eyed Fíli 

“I panicked”

“Out of all the names you could have blurted out it had to be mine?”

since he was already in too deep he could just as well tell you the truth

it’s not like it couldn’t get much worse at this point

“You’re the only one I’m thinking about.”

smooth Fíli, really smooth

you’re speechless but your eyes betray you

they’re filled with love and adoration

and Fíli’s heart fills with hope

maybe he didn’t screw it up that bad

his hand disappears in his pocket

here goes nothing

“I was going to wait until we were at the Lonely Mountain...”

he opens his hand for you and you see a blue and silver courting bead with intricate carvings

“But since we’re already married-”

 you scoffed, but couldn’t help the wide grin on your face

“Would you do me the honor of braiding your hair?”

Told you it was an open ending... but we all know how this one would continue :) 

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[puppy-phum]

bad buddy for the ask game 🥺👉👈

thank you for allowing me to go feral, love you ♥

favorite male character:

pran, obviously. idk if there has ever been a bl character i've related to more. he feels like home to me and i am so grateful i got to meet him ♥

favorite female character:

we get very few options for this but honestly, i have to say pha. i love her to bits. she's so cute and energetic and her just going uh um gIrLs 😳😍 during the show is so relatable. also, huge respect for her dealing with both pat and pran, truly the god's strongest soldier

least favorite character:

patpran's parents lol. otherwise i love everyone a lot. even wai ok. he is dear to me despite this fandom hating on him a lot for understandable reasons.

prettiest character:

please do not make me choose bc they are all so pretty??? can you see pha above?? and then ink?? and aaahhh both pat and pran are Beautiful too 😭😭 and their friends??? but is this my chance to say that i am absolutely obsessed with jimmy's face and put wai here bc i will do it (i am very normal when it comes to vice versa starting next month)

funniest character:

ok so bad buddy is obviously a romantic comedy. they are all simply funny. but i think the one who makes me laugh the most is pran despite also making me cry the hardest. i just love the faces he makes?? and his and pat's banter is always so good.

favorite episode:

i have two. the first one is ep 5 bc i will never be over pat's self-discovery journey during it and then the kiss at the end. all of that changed me as a person. the second one is ep 11 which always tears my heart apart. it's so beautiful and lovely but the underlying melancholy in that ep is just killing me. it's perfectly my vibe tho bc i love tragedies, and if bad buddy had ended like they fooled us into believing it did, i could've still lived with it. am happy it didn't bc patpran deserve to be happy but i could've lived.

favorite romantic ship:

patpran of course. i adore them. i have never felt as strongly about a main couple before. bad buddy really is one for the history books. tho i also gotta mention that waikorn drove me wild while i was waiting for new episodes to drop. they really made them all "will they, won't they??" and am still not quite sure they didn't actually end up together in the end haha

favorite family ship:

idk if there really are any others in bad buddy than pat and pha. but i don't really need more?? they were perfect. i loved their banter and they truly felt like siblings, they had that deranged energy to them. but they were also very supportive and caring of each other, and pha's coming out scene still has a place in my heart ♥

favorite friendship:

bc i see pran as a permanently lonely person, i adored it that he had wai by his side. his and wai's friendship felt free and uncomplicated. they were also very comfy with each other and had casual skinship which i did not expect from pran when i saw so much of myself in him. i also adored pat with korn bc wow the chaos really was on another level. also the shared braincell between those two was barely functional but they did take advantage of every second of when it was ♥

worst ship:

gosh i dunno if there is anything bad in bad buddy? all the ships are lovely ;; or maybe i just haven't seen anything truly cursed haha (and please do not expose me to anything if you know something, i like this happy bubble am living in XD)

thank you once more! i had fun :')

leave a tv show or a movie in my ask box and i'll tell you things!

[snowe-zolynn-rogers]

Pairings: Shinsou x Midoriya (Speculated)

Word Count: 1,805 Words

Summary: Kittens, the end of the League Of Villains, Aizawa finally makes an appearance.

Warnings: Death Mention, Food Mention, Murder Mention, Bomb Mention, Manipulation Mention, Anxiety Attack Mention, Injury Mention, Child Abuse Mention, Cursing, Pregnancy Mention, Trauma Mention, Animal Death Mention, let me know if I should tag anything else.

Notes: Aliases are Shigaraki/Ren, Dabi/Haruhi, Himiko/Hime, Jin/Kaede, Magne/Michi, and Sako/Sachi. 

Usernames: Area 51   Aoyama: bonjour je suis Dora, Ashido: aggressive chicken dance, Asui: wut, Iida: Human Porche, Uraraka: Fuck Gravity, Ojiro: ceouolo, Kaminari: pikachoo, Kirishima: ordained, Koda: the muffin man?, Sato: dammit kevin, Shoji: pIaNoMaN, Jirou: neko neko kneecaps, Sero: wine and cheerios, Tokoyami: brb drowning, Todoroki: daddy issues, Hagakure: oreosandpussy, Bakugo: mother i crave violence, Midoriya: mistakes were made Mineta: Mineta, Shinsou: its a mental breakdown, Yaoyorozu: single braincell

Usernames: Emo Sanctuary  Jirou: tell tale heart, Tokoyami: eldritch peep, Todoroki: i love you 3000, Bakugou: knife tag, Midoriya: bitchasaurus, Shinsou: unhappy meal, Kuroiro: meth and deadamine, Shigaraki: depresso extra shot, Dabi: *sad kazoo*

Usernames: I Hate This Family   Shigaraki: I'm A Duck Now, Dabi: Unidentified Flaming Object, Toga: Mothman's Descendant, Twice: Car's Extended Warrantee, Compress: Communist Propaganda, Magne: Sir This Is A Wendy's, Spinner: I Taste Like Chicken

Into The Group Chat We Go: Chapter 3

4:18 PM

I Hate This Family

Mothman's Descendant: So what would everyone say if I took home a box of kittens right now?

Car's Extended Warrantee: We'd be happy.

Car's Extended Warrantee: Kill them!

Communist Propaganda: Toga, what's in the box?

Unidentified Flaming Object: I think we already know, Sako.

I'm A Duck Now: I hate this family.

Communist Propaganda: You know you love us, Tomura. Or else you would've killed us all by now.

I'm A Duck Now: I hate that you're right.

Communist Propaganda: Anyway, you said you had something to talk to everyone about?

I'm A Duck Now: Yeah. We're disbanding the League of Villains.

Unidentified Flaming Object: Wow, just coming out and saying it in the group chat.

I'm A Duck Now: It's the most effective way. At least this way, nobody's left out of the conversation.

I Taste Like Chicken: So we're not following through the plan AFO gave? Or are we just temporarily disbanding?

I'm A Duck Now: We're disbanding permanently. Not yet, but we will be soon. Dabi has a plan and I want to follow through with it. We want to have lives again, Spinner.

I Taste Like Chicken: Well, I mean...I probably wouldn't go with you guys but I support your decisions and I'll help with whatever you need. And I won't tell anyone where you're going. Swear on Stain.

I'm A Duck Now: Thank you, Spinner.

Unidentified Flaming Object: Okay, so we need to go over this plan and it can go into effect in maybe a week if we want.

Communist Propaganda: I think I'll follow through with you all, my great grandfather might be proud if I gave him great-great grandchildren one day instead of dying with no prodigy or even underling to carry the lineage forward.

Unidentified Flaming Object: So that leaves Spinner as the lynchpin of my plan.

10:15 AM (one week later)

Emo Sanctuary

*sad kazoo*: Hitoshi, kid, how about we hang out? Me, you, Midoriya, and Ren.

unhappy meal: sure, dad. Where?

*sad kazoo*: Probably my house if you want. I have some friends over for a movie day and I wanted to invite my son over and Ren wanted Izuku to visit.

unhappy meal: yeah, okay. I'll bring over Izuku and some candy. you still like red bean mochi?

*sad kazoo*: Love it. I have matcha pocky here for you.

unhappy meal: love my dad.

unhappy meal is now offline

11:00 AM

Area 51

ceouolo has shared live news feed

Video Chat Transcript

"We're here reporting live from outside Naruhata. Member of the League of Villains, Spinner, has claimed to have killed his associates and is currently evading police and Pro Heroes alike inside the hideout where the bodies of the rest of the League are presumed to be deceased."

"The police are falling back due to the threat of explosives. It looks like Spinner is setting something up. Get down, he has a bomb!"

"The villain, Spinner, h as fled the scene of the explosion at the League of Villains hideout that happened just a few minutes ago. The police have recovered remains of the other six confirmed League members. They are all confirmed deceased prior to the blast, however the blast finalized the end of the League of Villains as we know it."

"The names of the deceased are now being released to the media. Shimura Tenko also known as Shigaraki Tomura, Hikiishi Kenji also known as Magne, Sako Atsuhiro also known as Mr Compress, Bubaigawara Jin also known as Twice, Toga Himiko, and member Dabi, whose body was burned to ashes in the explosion due to his body's proximity to the blast, leaving us to wonder who the League's most stoic member really was."

"Villain Spinner has evaded the Pros and has escaped the heinous massacre of his fellow League of Villain members this morning. Iguchi Shuichi, known as Spinner, is now an A-Rank villain."

Transcript End

pikachoo: The League is really dead. I can't believe it.

daddy issues: Well, I assume they've been going downhill since All For One and Kurogiri were arrested in Kamino. It was only a matter of time before they fell apart but I never thought that one would snap and kill the rest.

bonjour je suis Dora: Now the only one left is Spinner. And he's probably going to hide because he just killed his friends.

oreosandpussy: Tragic, really. And after there had been some rumors in the media spreading that there may be hope that they were being manipulated by AFO. Now we'll never know if they were being threatened or whatever.

mother i crave violence: Yeah, AllMight will be devastated. Shigaraki was his mentor's grandson. We'll have to have someone check on him and make sure he's alright. I know how much he wanted to redeem Shigaraki for his mentor's sake.

Human Porche: I'm going to add Aizawa. He's asked to be in the chat.

Human Porche has added Aizawa to Area 51

Aizawa: Fuck, you've seen the footage.

Aizawa: Well, there's no easy way of handling this but if you guys need to talk to Hound Dog, his door's always open. I know this must be a hit to you kids after being targeted by them for so long.

Aizawa: And, yes, Bakugou, I have Midnight and Present Mic checking on AllMight. It seems like he's holding up pretty decently. If "decently" is sobbing, that is.

Aizawa: Where is Midoriya, AllMight wanted to speak to him?

its a mental breakdown is now online

its a mental breakdown: me and Midoriya are at my dad's house with Mido's brother, Ren, and a few of their friends having a movie festival. Midoriya's phone died like a half hour ago.

Aizawa: You have a dad?

Aizawa: Nevermind, Bring them for all I care. But AllMight wants to speak with Midoriya.

its a mental breakdown: Alright, I'm grabbing Izuku, Ren, and Haruhi and heading over. Everyone else needs to stay at Haruhi's house because Hime brought a ton of cats home for some reason and they need to take care of them. I still feel bad for poor Kaede, he's allergic. He's been sneezing the whole hour I've been here. Michi and Sachi are forcing him to take allergy medication.

its a mental breakdown is now offline

neko neko kneecaps: Oh, so we finally get to meet Shinsou's dad?

brb drowning: Literally nobody's ever seen Ren and Haruhi. Are we sure they're not fake? Maybe it's an excuse for Midoriya and Shinsou to hang out alone or even to date. Maybe they have fake phones and play Ren and Haruhi to mess with us.

mother i crave violence: You guys really think Shinsou and Midoriya are dating?

mother i crave violence: Hold on, I need to stop wheezing.

daddy issues: I can talk about my daddy issues if you want to wheeze more.

mother i crave violence: Please, mercy.

daddy issues: Something my father never gave me.

Aizawa: And now I want to call CPS again.

daddy issues: It's fine. I've wanted to before as well. Pretty sure Fuyumi did that once. Didn't work.

daddy issues: Anyway, back to berating my father.

mother i crave violence: Please, no, I already can't stop laughing.

ordained: Guys, Baku's literally having trouble breathing, I think you should stop making him laugh.

mother i crave violence: Okay, okay. Deku and Toshi aren't dating. Haruhi and Ren are real people. I went with Deku and Toshi yesterday to see them and they're real people, annoyingly parental but real.

daddy issues: Oh yeah, we forgot that Haruhi has also informally adopted you as well.

mother i crave violence: Yeah, Toshi's paperwork goes through today. So he gets officially adopted by Haruhi as of today.

daddy issues: Is Haruhi going to work on your paperwork soon?

mother I crave violence: Probably.

Aizawa: Okay so I read the part of the chat where Shinsou explains it. I get how he has parents now when he said he didn't before.

Aizawa: And I don't appreciate Shinsou giving himself an anxiety attack for you, Ashido.

aggressive chicken dance: To be fair, I didn't think he'd do that. I thought he'd say he needed help with like his quirk or a sprained ankle or something. Plus we hugged it out and he promised not to do that again.

mother i crave violence: Hey, Aizawa, you better get on top of paperwork, you'll be having to change Toshi's last name in his file.

Aizawa: What's his new surname?

mother i crave violence: I...

mother i crave violence: I actually don't know.

mother i crave violence: Wait, fuckers, I don't know Deku's brother's surname either! Auntie Inko wanted it for his birthday next year!

Aizawa: You didn't know it for his birthday this year?

mother i crave violence: To be fair, we didn't know he existed on his birthday this year. In May, Deku did some family tree digging and found out his father had a whole other family with some other woman and he disappeared when Auntie Inko was pregnant.

Aizawa: And he didn't take his son?

mother i crave violence: From what we can get out of Ren, his whole family died when he was five on the day Deku was born. We've been trying without just traumatizing the guy for like four months now but he won't say more than he's the only one in the family left and it was really traumatic.

daddy issues: No, remember this Wednesday? He said he stayed there for hours trying to heal them but his quirk wouldn't work because they were already dead. Even the dog.

Aizawa: I already get the feeling Recovery Girl is going to take this kid under her wing and train him to be a nurse.

mother i crave violence: He has a lot of trauma surrounding his quirk. He doesn't use it. He had on a quirk collar when I was there last.

Aizawa: I see the problem children at the gate. I'll let you guys know what happens since you're all so invested.

12:30 PM

Area 51

Aizawa: Alright, Ren and Haruhi are heading over with Shinsou to the dorms since they don't need to sit in on AllMight and Midoriya's talk.

daddy issues: Is that Haruhi with the red hair?

Aizawa: Yes.

daddy issues: I've seen him before. I don't know where.

mother i crave violence: Yeah, you two do look similar. I wonder if he's a cousin or something.

daddy issues: That's the thing, my father has no siblings and neither does my mother. In fact, I think my generation of the family is the first one to have multiple children in at least a century. He looks so familiar, though. Almost like

mother i crave violence: Don't leave us hanging!

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[grifalinas]

Batter Up (working title) (Chapter 5)

-/-

Flint took Radley with him to help bring back lunch, and while they waited for their orders, he finally calmed down enough to actually talk.

“You knew about Deacon, didn’t you,” he asked.

“I knew he was lying about his age,” Radley said. “He was at school with me, he graduated last summer. He used to give me a hard time.”

“That why you were fighting?”

Radley nodded, a little embarrassed. “It felt like a chance to finally get my own back, so I thought I’d try needling him a bit. I wasn’t expecting him to swing on me.” He rubbed the back of his neck. “I wasn’t kidding, you know, I take responsibility for us fighting.”

“Yeah, well.” Flint gave him a sour look. “I don’t like him lying about being able to bake. That’s what I need him for.”

“Not really.” Radley gestured vaguely at himself. “You taught me all your recipes since I was a toddler, I could make them blindfolded, and by the time school lets back in you’ll be able to hire someone else. Demand probably won’t be super high after the first week we’re open, and if it is, you’ll be able to afford more employees anyway.”

“All the more reason to fire him, then.” He huffed a stray lock of hair out of his eyes, then huffed again and slipped a sequined scrunchy from his wrist to pull it all back with a grumble. “What do I need him for when I’ve got you?”

“He can run the front and be an extra set of hands, since Mr. Bassington can’t do any heavy lifting and won’t let Eddie. Actually I feel like Deacon will really thrive if you put him doing heavy lifting.”

“I have you to do my heavy lifting.”

“I’m still a minor. I’m pretty sure those liabilities apply to me, too, and Mr. Bassington just looked the other way. But he’s not going to for very long.”

Flint leaned back in his chair with a groan. “What in the world has Raphael gotten me into? That man is way too controlling.”

“He’s doing his job.”

Flint let out a frustrated little growl. “Changed your tune, have you?”

“He makes a better second impression. Things have gone way smoother with him organizing everything. And he puts his money where his mouth is when it comes to protecting his employees. He isn’t just worried about legal issues, he really does try to protect the people under him.”

There was a long silence, and Radley added, a little hesitantly, “You looked like you were about to start swinging on Deacon earlier.”

“I wanted to,” Flint admitted. “I like to think I wouldn’t have…” He shook his head. “But there’s no way for Sam to have known one way or another.”

There was another long silence, Flint mulling over the Deacon situation while Radley scrolled social media in an idle sort of way. Finally Flint sighed and slumped, a little defeated.

“Guess I owe the kid an apology,” he said. “And Sammy, too…”

-/-

Samuel felt it might help cool Flint’s temper a little if the kitchen was cleaned up by the time he got back, so he set Deacon and Eddie to do that while he went back to supervising the work crew and getting everything else done.

While Radley and Deacon appeared to have declared each other public enemy number one, Deacon seemed to have no such animosity for Eddie, though the two had interacted little thus far. Eddie seemed intent on making up for this discrepancy now that they were working on a task together, though.

“-and Mr. Bassington says he’s going to introduce me to Rosie and we’re going to be best friends so I’m trying to decide what things I like that he didn’t mention her liking that I should try to introduce her to and I’m thinking of seeing if she listens to Angel DJ on the radio because that’s my favorite radio show and if she gets into music through Angel DJ then we can get into music on the same path instead of both of us discovering stuff, not that that isn’t fun but it’s really fun to find stuff together, me and Radley used to get into stuff through Angel DJ together all the time but then he stopped really caring much about getting into music except as something fun to play while you do other stuff and I like music as something that exists in its own right and should be experienced by itself too and Radley doesn’t like looking up stuff about the artists like how what I do so he’s not fun but I bet maybe I hope that Rosie will be into music like how what I’m into music so we can be into music together.”

Deacon gave her a second to make sure that was actually the end of the sentence and poked his head out of the oven he was cleaning to ask, “What’s Angel DJ?”

“It’s a radio show! Angel is just some guy, he broadcasts from his apartment and he isn’t tied to any specific radio station so he can just play whatever he likes, so he just plays stuff he’s into. He’s been on a bit of an eighties rock kick lately, and he’s playing a lot of Queen stuff so I’ve been really getting into them, I was watching videos of their performances on the internet and they’re SO cool.”

Deacon laughed. “No arguments there. I learned to play on Queen songs.”

“You play?” She lit up. “What do you play?! I don’t play anything, I kinda wouldn’t mind learning but I can’t even pick anything because I hear a song and I think ‘boy it’d be fun to play that I bet’ but there’s so many different parts that go into it that I just end up getting bogged down. What do you play? Guitar? Drums? Keys?”

“Uh… well I main bass, but I can do electric…” He rocked back on his heels to tick off on his fingers. “...Mother made me learn piano and violin so I can do keys and violin, and I was percussion ensemble in high school so most basic percussion, though I’m not great at drums, and I sing.”

Eddie stared at him with stars in her eyes and squeaked out, “That’s so cool~”

He opened his mouth to say he wouldn’t mind playing for her sometime, if she was into that, and was interrupted by the return of Flint and Radley. He clammed up, returning to the oven without a word, leaving Eddie to go help get the food unpacked and call the crew in. He listened to her chattering about how Deacon could play and liked Queen and wasn’t that SO cool?, and stilled to listen to their response.

“You don’t think it’s cool that I like Queen,” Radley said.

“That’s because you just like listening to them. Deacon learned to play on Queen songs.”

“You play?” Flint asked, when Deacon finally emerged from the oven to join them for lunch.

“He mains bass!” Eddie chirped before Deacon could answer.

“I like music,” he said. “It’s a good distraction.” There was a beat, and, seeing the opening, he added, “Sometimes I play with the house band next door, when one of their permanent musicians can’t make it. You should come hear me play sometime.”

Eddie lit up again. “Oh, can we? Can we, Uncle Flint? Please? Can’t we? Please can we?”

“We’ll… see,” he said, a little uncomfortable. “I think taking you kids into a bar is one of those things your old man would kick my ass for.”

Eddie deflated like a three month old birthday balloon. “I’m never going to be old enough to do anything fun.”

“And once you are you’re going to be carded for years,” Flint agreed, reaching over to ruffle her hair. “Sorry, kiddo, that’s just how it is.”

This got a huff, and she batted his hands away before turning to pout at her lunch.

“Sorry,” Deacon said, shuffling a little. “I wasn’t thinking about the age thing, I guess…”

-/-

After lunch, once everyone had gotten back to work, Flint decided to talk to Samuel first. His partner was guiding two of their contractors through putting up the menu boards; Flint took hold of his arm to get his attention, and startled back when Samuel jerked his arm back as if Flint’s touch had burned him.

“Sorry-” they both attempted at the same time, and Flint shook his head before jerking his head toward the office. “Can we talk?”

Samuel paused, and looked to the contractors, but they seemed to have the menu boards under control so he nodded and the two headed back to the office.

“I’m sorry,” Samuel began, before Flint could say anything. “I’m- sensitive to touch sometimes.”

Flint waved that away as unimportant. “I wanted to talk to you about earlier. I owe you an apology, and a thank you.”

“I don’t think I’m the one you owe an apology to.”

“I know. The kid’ll get one in a little while, I just want to get my thoughts in order before I talk to him.”

He sat down in his chair, and Samuel followed suit with a nod of approval. “Smart call.”

“Yeah, turns out I got a couple of braincells kicking around in here.” He cracked a lopsided smirk and then shook his head. “Anyway. I also wanted to thank you. I can’t say for sure that I wasn’t going to swing on the kid, even if I’d like to think I wouldn’t, but I can say for sure if I had you would have stopped me. I appreciate that.”

Samuel opened his mouth to say something, then shut it and shrugged. “We have a responsibility to protect the people we employ, and that includes from each other. I take that seriously.”

“Not a lot of people do.” He leaned his chair back with a sigh. “I wonder if that’s why Raphael sent you to me? She knows I got a temper. I’m a little impulsive, too. And I don’t always think things through…”

“To protect your employees from you? I doubt that. She seemed very invested in your success, and I don’t think she would be if she thought you were the sort to abuse your employees.”

“Not so much that, just someone to curb my impulses when they might have collateral damage.”

“Ah, right. That makes more sense.”

Flint watched him for another quiet moment, taking a few seconds to enjoy his rigid, perfectly controlled posture that did nothing to diminish the amount of him there was- here was a man who had never been taught to take up less space, though paradoxically his presence seemed to invite others into the space he was already occupying. Flint was struck with a bizarre desire to press into his side, enjoy his warmth while they shared… something, anything, it didn’t matter.

He shook the thought away.

“So if she sent you to keep me in line, what did she mean for you to get out of it? Think maybe she wants me to loosen you up?”

“Given she’s applied the words ‘tightly wound’ to me more than a few times in our friendship, I wouldn’t be surprised.”

“You ever think Raph secretly wants to produce a sitcom? That’d explain all the odd couple situations she’s always setting up.”

Samuel chuckled softly at that, and Flint suddenly felt as if he’d been shot through the throat.

He must be staring, because Samuel was giving him a confused look. “Everything okay?”

“Wh-? Oh, yeah. Fine. Just didn’t know you were capable of laughing, that’s all.”

“Maybe if you didn’t run off every time your niece starts talking…”

Flint let out a startled bark of laughter at that. “Yeah? Try living with her, pal. I need a break sometimes, you know. Your girl a chatterbox too?”

“No, she’s very quiet. You’d hardly know she was there half the time.”

“When are you bringing her around? Eddie’s not going to stop pestering yout about it until you do.”

Another of those laughs that made Flint feel like curling his toes up. “To be honest, I’m hoping I can get some of the anticipation to wear off. Rosie is so wonderful but Eddie’s hopes are so high.”

“You’ll never do that. Eddie doesn’t curb her enthusiasm, she just gets more tightly wound up until she finally experiences the thing she’s excited about. We took her to an amusement park to see this singer she was into once and she got so excited she threw up. Keep putting it off and you’re just perpetuating the problem.”

“Hmm.” Samuel seemed a little put out by that, and stroked his beard thoughtfully. “I suppose I could have Theresa drop her off tomorrow? I’m sure she’ll be interested in seeing what we’ve got going on here anyway. She’s very nosy, though she’ll never admit that.”

Flint grinned. “Sounds like a plan!”

-/-

Unfortunately, after his chat with Samuel, Flint had to bite the bullet and talk to Deacon. He didn’t want to. He was still furious with the kid, still wouldn’t really mind just tossing him out and letting him be someone else’s problem.

But whatever he felt about Deacon’s choices, he had behaved far worse, and if he wanted to be the sort of man his kids could look up to, he had to be the sort of man that owned up when he misstepped. So he told Samuel to send the kid in, and took a seat behind his desk and tried not to look like he was sulking too hard over having to apologize.

Deacon slouched in like a spooked animal, like he fully expected Flint to start yelling at him again and, oof, that was fair. Suddenly apologizing felt a lot more doable and a lot more important.

“Siddown, kid, I’m not gonna bite you,” Flint said, waving vaguely at the second desk chair that Samuel usually occupied. “I just wanna talk. And I owe you an apology. I shouldn’t have blown up like that.”

Deacon shrugged, like that didn’t factor to him, and said, in a rushed sort of way, “I’m not sorry about lying. Everyone lies on their resume and they even advise that.”

“They also advise learning how to fake the thing you’re saying you can do,” Flint said. “But that wasn’t really the issue, and you and I both know it.”

An uncomfortable silence descended. Deacon shifted a little in his seat, and said, “It’s cause of the help comment, isn’t it?”

Flint nodded. “I got my recipes from my ma,” he said. “She was an amazing cook, and an even better baker. She taught me and my si- brother coming up, but I was the one who really took to it.” He was silent for a long moment, thinking back to those days with his mother, explaining how every aspect of the recipe worked with every other aspect of the recipe, how to know if the process was working and how to figure out what was missing when it was.

Then he shook his head, dispelling the memory, and went on.

“Ma was a personal chef, she cooked for a lot of wealthy families. Made sure they always had a hot meal waiting without any effort on their part. You know how much thanks she got for it?”

Deacon was shrinking in his chair now, the full realization of what he’d implied hitting him. “‘M sorry,” he mumbled. “I didn’t mean…”

Flint gave him a few more seconds of discomfort before saying, “You should be. That’s the kinda toxic shit you gotta start unlearning now you’re on your own. There’s people out there without a tenth of what you’ve been handed that are worth ten times that, and you’re gonna be surrounded by them now. But. That don’t mean I gotta treat you like that. You’ll never learn like that.”

He leaned back in his chair, waiting in case Deacon had anything to put in, but the kid just stayed staring at the floor. Flint wondered what was going through his head, what he was thinking. If he was taking in what Flint was getting at, or just writing him off as some angry chef’s boy.

“As for your future here… I’ve handed you over to Sammy. Not just because you pissed me off, but also that. I don’t trust my temper enough to be directly in charge of you. But you still answer to both of us. I’m still your boss; Sam is just your direct supervisor.”

Deacon nodded, still staring down at the floor. Flint squinted at him, wondering where all of his fight had gone.

Hmm.

“Hey, kid. Why’d your old man cut you off? What was the decision you made that offended him?”

And, oh, there it was. Deacon bristled up like a rooster with a temper and said, “I don’t think that’s any of your business.”

“There it is. Knew you were in there somewhere. All right, go on, get back to work. Go on.”

He shooed him away; Deacon slouched out in a hurry, before Flint could start Talking To Him again.

-/-

[ibijau]

mdzs worst engagement au!xisang! What Lan Xichen think about how mischief nhs, wwx and jc are doing in gusu. (with nhs and his book collection, the alcohol drinking, the fishing, the cheating in test, the time they spend together ). Do you think the lans will talk about it? what lan wangji think about the nhs and the arrange marriage?

I’m a little unclear yet on how lwj feels about the whole thing. I think mostly, he’s very glad that it’s not him, and until nhs’s second year in Gusu, he doesn’t have any strong opinion about him because, welp, he’s just kind of forgettable.

as for lxc and the One Braincell Trio... he encouraged it at first in hopes that nhs might develop a personality in contact with the other two, but that backfired badly :D

It goes the same as always. Lan Xichen serves insipid tea for both of them, and offers some of those bland biscuits he seems to adore as if it's a great honour he's doing to Nie Huaisang.

Nie Huaisang who just wants this stupid meeting to be over already so he can go have some fun. Wei Wuxian said he'd sneak out to get them something to drink, and Nie Huaisang still have a stash of snacks from his last expedition out of the Cloud Recesses. They've decided to have a little party tonight, to celebrate the end of a particularly boring set of lectures. It will start as soon as Nie Huaisang is freed from this boring tea party.

“I'm told you have done better than last year with the class on talismans,” Lan Xichen remarks as he hands him his cup of tea.

“Wei-xiong helped me,” Nie Huaisang announces, proud of himself for the fact that it's not quite a lie. Wei Wuxian helped, by giving him all the answers in exchange for permanent ownership of a certain artful print from Nie Huaisang's collection.

Lan Xichen appears to consider that explanation for a moment as he sips some of his, looking as if he actually enjoys the stuff when it tastes like nothing but diluted washing water.

“You spend a lot of time with Wei gongzi and Jiang gongzi,” Lan Xichen remarks at last.

“I remember you encouraging me to do it. After all, a sect leader's husband must have good relations with other sect leaders as well, right?”

A frown appears on Lan Xichen's too perfect face, as always when Nie Huaisang says something to remind him of what awaits them in a few years.

“I also advised you not to take too much after Wei gongzi,” Lan Xichen says. “He is not unkind, but very wild. A sect leader's husband should respect the rules, and I'm told...”

“Listening to gossip, Lan gongzi?” Nie Huaisang interrupt with a smirk.

The other boy's frown deepens. Lan Xichen hates being caught at fault, and Nie Huaisang is starting to be good at pushing him to it. It's thrilling to see how imperfect his jade fiancé is after all and if he weren't worried about Nie Mingjue's anger, Nie Huaisang would push even harder, just to see if it's possible for Lan Xichen to actually get angry.

Actually, since Nie Mingjue's always angry about something, Nie Huaisang will probably try anyway. He wants Lan Xichen to be angry, just as Nie Huaisang himself still is when he allows his thoughts to linger on their situation.

He wants Lan Xichen to hurt, just as he's ached all those years during which he tried so hard to be good enough, always in vain.

He'll make him pay.

“If you knew for sure that Wei Wuxian and I are doing something wrong, you'd have had us punished already,” Nie Huaisang claims, enjoying the ways Lan Xichen's eyes narrow when he uses the other boy's name rather than his title. “Besides, I'm sure Jiang Cheng would not let us do anything that might tarnish his sect's reputation either. He is very aware of these things.”

“I was not aware you were so close to Jiang gongzi,” Lan Xichen remarks coldly.

They both know that Nie Huaisang has never even called him by his courtesy name, let alone his personal name. That he never will, not if he can help it. They might have to marry, but nobody can force Nie Huaisang to pretend he cares, not anymore. Lan Xichen is Lan gongzi, and someday he'll be sect leader Lan, and that's it. If absolutely forced, Nie Huaisang will perhaps deign call him husband, but only as a last resort.

“Jiang Cheng is a lot of fun, in his own manner,” Nie Huaisang chirps. “It's nice that you always know where you stand with him... I just like people who are honest about what they think and how they feel. Jiang Cheng and Wei Wuxian are great friends to have for that, even if it can get them in trouble at times.”

Lan Xichen pinches his lips, and his fingers tighten around his cooling cup of tea. It's not anger yet, and it's not quite pain either, but Nie Huaisang still delights in any reaction he can get. He's sure he could push harder quite easily, but...

But the incense is already finished burning, and Nie Huaisang is free.

He jumps to his feet, and bows to Lan Xichen, already thinking of nothing but the little party that awaits him.

“Well, I'll see you next week, Lan gongzi,” he says, not even trying to hide his joy at being done with this. He didn't even have to drink that disgusting tea this time, which counts as another little victory.

Without waiting for an answer, Nie Huaisang turns toward the door, thinking of emperor's smile, peanuts, and real, sugary biscuits. It will be wonderful, and they will have fun, perhaps check some of the books in his private collection if they get drunk enough, and...

“Nie Huaisang.”

He stops on his tracks and glances behind. Just like him, Lan Xichen had never really called him by anything but his title before.

“Lan gongzi?”

There's an unusual intensity to Lan Xichen's expression. It's still not quite anger, but it's... something, and it nearly makes Nie Huaisang shiver to have those dark, golden eyes on him like this. It almost feels as if, for the very first time in their years of acquaintance, Lan Xichen is truly looking at him.

“I am glad if you make friends, Nie Huaisang, especially close ones. But you would do well to remember that you are engaged, and that your friendships should not be taken too far.”

Nie Huaisang laughs, too shocked to think of any other way to react. 

He laughs, and laughs, and leaves without gratifying Lan Xichen with an answer. He's still laughing when he joins Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng, although after some hesitation he decides not to share with them the cause of his hilarity. Wei Wuxian would laugh along, but Jiang Cheng is too aware of politics to find this funny. He would demand that Nie Huaisang return to see Lan Xichen and make it clear there's nothing improper between them, which sounds boring.

If this is the way he can shatter Lan Xichen's pride, Nie Huaisang has half a mind to get a lot more flirty in the future.

[h-sleepingirl]

EEEHU + Scenes From A Hypnotic Skype Call 3/29/20

This is a writing about my weekend. This is a writing about EEEHU, and a writing about a Skype date. They are very different in tone, but inevitably interconnected. This is a writing I debated on doing -- on how to express it, and whether or not I should share it.This is a writing that starts very hard, but gets easier. 

I was a part of two classes on Saturday. I thought that would be easy; I had been kicking myself for not submitting more and was very close to deciding to put on an unconference class. 

It was not easy. 

I didn't sleep well that night, and haven't been sleeping well in general. Since shifting my work, I felt like my sleep should be pretty stable, since I work on my own schedule now. But I've been staying up late and waking up early. It's a bad pattern, and it was the second day in a 5hr sleep cycle. 

I was already drained, and I had a lot to juggle to get everything running smoothly Saturday morning. It was taxing and I was exhausted. I was snapping at stupid things, uncharacteristically. I kept saying, with forced glee, "It's just like a real con! I'm sleep deprived and stressed!"

But once we got started, the first class with MrDream went well, and I enjoyed it. The audience was incredibly generous towards both him and me. I was so pleased at how many people were getting information and how many people said that they loved my trance face, although I had to force down a little bit of juvenile bitterness that we couldn’t just monopolize the class with play and go as hard as we usually do. There were 140ish people in the class -- a lot. We did Q&A to wrap up, and then I had to run to do tech testing for the podcast.

What I couldn’t do was give MrDream a hug after the class. What I couldn’t do was walk down the hotel hallway to see him and decompress. What I couldn’t do was hang around and chat with attendees in the lobby and in the con spaces.

I felt that immensely, stinging, but I had to push it down, because I had more to do.

The podcast, despite some inevitable technical issues, went well enough. By that point, I was feeling incredibly drained, and hadn’t been able to eat more than some yogurt for the majority of the day because of feeling crappy from not sleeping. It went for 2 hours -- very long, and we had no breaks. I was on autopilot. I had a good time, but felt almost dissociated, far away from myself.

I turned off the meeting, and I was suddenly in my bed, alone, just with cc, waiting for the audio to save.

I could not go see MrDream. I could not go see my friends. I could not get a hug. I could not text someone to ask where the party was and then stay up until 4am doing hypnosis and talking bullshit.

I started crying -- not weeping, not choking out tears, but wailing, hard crying.

It was the build-up of nearly a month of not processing that life, right now, is different. I cannot see my loved ones. I cannot see my community. EEEHU was a monstrous effort by its organizers which I applaud, and am so dearly happy that so many people enjoyed it, but for me, it was a harsh reminder that it was not a con in the way that I needed, and that I will not get that in the foreseeable future.

And I can’t see MrDream.

Our 2-year dating anniversary was just over a week ago. We would have had a date, riled up from not seeing each other for a month, meeting near the vernal equinox, the change of seasons having become important to us. And then we would have seen each other at NEEHU, a week later.

Now I don’t know when I will see him again.

After keeping that fact so distant from myself, taking one day at a time, I was slapped in the face by it.

I cried. I cried so hard. I have not cried like that in months, maybe a year. It was the rawness of isolation, the feeling of tragedy, of separation.

After a few minutes of it, I stopped, because I didn’t want to dig myself into a hole I couldn’t get out of. I saw myself in a mirror, and saw the mascara running in streaks down my face -- an effect I’ve tried hard to achieve for kink and in scenes for my partners who enjoy tears.

I took out my phone and snapped a picture -- the picture I take for MrDream every day of myself when I feel particularly brainwashed. If this wasn’t such a clear sign of how brainwashed, how dependent, how addicted, how in love I am, then I don’t know what is.

He responded well.

I went to bed early, feeling like I had immensely screwed up in everything the entire day. Again I had trouble sleeping, but I was comforted by the knowledge that I would talk to MrDream on Skype, and woke up feeling still drained, but less raw.

Our call was, of course, what I needed.

It was not the kind of call where we dove headfirst into trance. We spent time decompressing and talking, the sort of relaxed conversation I’ve missed so much since not having long time together.

But when he shifted his tone, when I saw his eyes change so subtly, I felt it all, and I felt everything melt away, helpless to it.

--

This trance is so overwhelming, the lowness of his voice, the feather-light touch of it makes me feel as though this is so much more powerful than aggression, as though I am a fluid which yields so much more softly when given the most gentle pressure, and how weak I feel to that.

He talks about how I can feel myself melting into him and suddenly I feel it, I feel the way his body feels. How much he wants me. How much when even I think about him from far away, he feels it, unconsciously, the force of our connection, we can smell each other, we know the weight of each others’ bodies.

Sinking into him. Filled with him. Empty. Deep.

Going through vivid memories of us together, flashbacks to dates that I suddenly am able to access more effectively.

I weep in trance at how precious that is. I weep while aroused as he controls me, even as I feel myself totally slipping away. The tears stop quickly, leaving me with his control.

He is calling back to the podcast that I know he was there to listen to, using my words, using my ideas, the recognition that he is always paying attention.

When he snaps me up, I am a hypnotized wreck, I can’t talk. He has to snap me up again.

“My shoulders are doing the thing,” I say, smiling, finally. “My brain is doing the thing.”

Loosened, relaxed.

--

We talk about how much we miss each other. He future paces gently about what it will be like when we finally see each other. I cry a little bit again, and it’s the first time I’ve acknowledged this thing with tears in front of him.

We banter Erickson at each other -- our ultimate love language.

--

I’m amazed how quickly I fall away when his flirting shifts intent just slightly. I have been going deeper, I have been going away so much further and faster.

He turns me into a cow, all body, no brain, taking over everything. Dumb cow braincells making me all mouth, all pussy, all tits. Calling back to my fey memories, how holographic they are.

Flashback to his apartment and cumming on top of him.

“Feeling the way the light feels,” he says, and it triggers the exact memory of my thought, in his room, when he took something away from me permanently -- ‘I will never forget the way the light looks in this room at this moment.’

“And then fading away even from this much comprehension into the deepest trance.”

Just hypnosis, just mind control. The absolute feeling of that, the way it drugs me.

I am so close to nothing, he is draining me away… Again I have that sense that if he just pushes a little more, I would go, something would happen, I would be totally gone forever… Again, I flash back to another date, the solstice that I did not share, and how close I was…

“You’ve always been a dumb little girl, wanting this so badly…”

Another flashback…

And he wakes me up, and I just stare at him. He makes a whooshing sound.

“Boy, do I miss this,” he says, all low, so turned on. “Gonna shred you so bad.”

I say his name.

“I’m… somewhere,” I manage, softly.

“Me too,” he says.

I’m so completely focused on his face, so completely keyed into his expression, his eyes, just like I would be if we were together, just like I’ve been learning how to do over Skype after all this time.

“Are we just going to spend 15 minutes staring at each other now?” I whisper, locked onto him.

“If we were alone, do you think we would?” he asks.

“Yes,” I say quietly.

We fix on each other, silently, and it is just like we are.

He makes another whooshing sound, and it breaks, and we both laugh a little.

“Well,” he says, “that was two minutes.”

--

“As if a candle can tell that it’s melting.”

I become an object, melting itself, lit by him, finally no longer a person, finally even more easy to exist as a vessel for his control.

“As if you are a candle in the dark night, dripping wax into your hand, thinking about spells and magic…”

Flashback to Samhain, and the frustration.

“Who we are when we are alone, when we are together, even if there are people around, no matter where, we are always in this other world where magic is happening to us both. Knowing we are always connected, knowing we always have this thing, and no one can stop it.”

Flashback to DMDW.

Flashback to flashbacks of DMDW.

Weeping, again, in deep, deep trance, feeling the magic bubble in my body and bubble where the air meets my skin, just for this one moment, so long since I’ve felt it and never over distance like this -- the magic that I will always question, the magic that seems unquestionable when I feel it and then dreamlike, it fades...

He counts me up, and I feel a tightness, and before 5, I whisper his name and ask to stay here, at 4.

--

I have looked at the picture of myself ever so often. The enormous emotional outpouring feels more distant now, and more manageable, but I don’t ever want to forget how hard that day was for me. I don’t ever want to take things for granted ever again.

It makes me so happy that I was able to have meaningful conversations and input at EEEHU, and help people learn, and watch people having fun. I wish I could have been more present, but I know I was doing the right thing by being at home, and not “at the con."

The hypnosis community is so incredibly important to me. I dedicated my first book to it, and surely I will do the same with my next. I believe I was meant to be here. If I believed in destiny, which I do not, I would say that it has been my destiny since I was a tiny little girl, confused and barely conscious of myself.

All I have to say is this: Take care of yourselves. Stay strong, but know you will fail sometimes. Cry. Laugh. Keep in touch.

I will be here.

--

@hypnokinkwithmrdream

[utopianvoices]

dating au | j.yunho

⤗ check my masterlist for other members!

how he acts around you

make way for the nation’s boyfriend

the Softest Boy Ever™

if you thought jongho was soft this boy’s even softer

permanently has a smile on his face??? like??

hello do you ever get upset

he does but he never wants to show it

question of the day: how do you NOT fall for this boy

184cm of pure boyfriend material

is so so giggly around you

like you’d make eye contact with him from across the room and boy’s turning fifty shades of red

and at first you just think that he’s naturally shy and isn’t good with human interactions

but after talking to him you realise he’s one of the most extroverted person you’ve ever met

has so much energy, literally hOw

but coming back to the point of how he acts around you

will blush at everything

your hands brush when you’re passing him something? boy’s heating up 

you end up sitting next to him? he’s thinking of ways to commit d word without embarrassing himself

isn’t even aware that his crush on you is obvious af

he’s just in his own little bubble whenever you’re around

you, of course, make it worse for him

by latching onto the ‘nation’s boyfriend’ joke

and keep asking him if he’ll be your boyfriend too

“hey, nation’s boyfriend! do you have space for one more person in your heart?” 

yunho.exe has stopped working

he KNOWS that you’re joking around but he still can’t help but wish you meant what you said

plot twist: you did

what he didn’t know is that your heart was going doki doki every time you made such jokes too

you had your doubts that what you felt wasn’t just one-sided

but you just kept telling yourself that he’d never go for someone like you because??? have you seen the boy

and you just tell yourself that you’re overthinking the signs he shows when you’re around

hOW EVEN

so now you both are just running around in circles thinking that none of you like each other

and honestly the members are so done

let’s all facepalm together

how he confesses

it just became too much for him to handle

you made the boyfriend joke every time you saw him and tbh it was plain abuse for his heart

his heart is: tired

doesn’t actually plan to confess to you

"how’s the nation’s boyfriend doing? any new people you have swooned?” you’d tease as you walked past him 

and he’d kinda just reach out and grab your hand?? 

surprising both you and him

you because wHy is he holding your hand

and him because wHY did he grab your hand

now that he had your attention, he had no choice but to say something

so just vomits out his words without even thinking them through

“i only want to be one person’s boyfriend.”

and you kNOW this is leading up to something that you’ve waited for

for a very long ass time

but yunho isn’t the only dumbass around

“is it mingi?” 

and tbh your brain is stabbing you multiple times 

(╬ಠ益ಠ)

because how dumb are you

i didn’t raise you to be this way y/n

but mayhaps your dumbness wasn’t a total curse

because it helped defuse the tense atmosphere between the both of you

as yunho chuckles in disbelief under his breath

muttering a “i can’t believe i fell for an idiot.” 

and it’s not soft enough to go unnoticed by you

so you’re like “w-what?”

and he looks up and just stares at you for a moment

before pulling you into a hug

and whispering a “you might be a dumbass but you’re my dumbass.”

sO now long story short there weren’t any cheesy questions asked

he just proclaimed that you were his

and what were you going to say?? no??

first date

did someone say 

amusement park date

wants your first date to be as memorable as possible

so of course he’d plan to take you there

buYS EVERYTHING

will not let you spend one cent

might even steal your wallet when you’re not looking and hide it in his coat so that you can’t pay

you freak out for a hot minute thinking you lost your wallet but actually it’s just with your dumbass boyfriend

starts off straight with the rides because he’s scared the nerves will catch up as the day goes 

and y’all won’t want to take the rides anymore

very ambitious

queues up for the scariest ride in the whole park

and you can see him hyping himself up so that he doesn’t faint on the ride

so you, being The Best, slowly take his significantly larger hands into yours

and just rub circles on the back of his hand

suddenly all thoughts just halt in his mind

his braincells are literally like 

（°o°；）

i think you broke him more than the rollercoaster, y/n

but i guess it worked because he was so nervous about holding your hand that he forgot about the rollercoaster

when you’ve had your fun with the rides 

you both walk hand in hand to the food stalls, getting hotdogs and drinks to fill your empty stomachs

immediately brings you over to the stall where they offer prizes for winning games when you’re done eating

he just wants to show off his skills in games

he’s so into the game and it shows on his face

and you kind of just forget about the prize and admire him

and he didn’t notice till the last shot

scores 9/10 points because he caught you staring at him right before the last shot and it did Things to his heart

and therefore the lack of his coordination

still wins you a large bear so he’s content

takes so many photos of you with the bear to show it off to the members

“look!!!! i won her this plushie!! doesn’t she look so cute!!!”

*read by 7 people*

*none of them replied*

it’s not surprising if he got kicked out of the gc because of how much he was spamming

he just wants to share the fact that you’re his to the world （πーπ）

first kiss

is the most extra out of all the members

actually decorates the dorm before you arrive

with scented candles and flowers

it’s just a kiss yunho

double checks everything before you arrive to make sure nothing is out of place

tells the members to leave and not come back till 11pm

because he needs time to build up the courage to kiss you

when you arrive, you are: confused

and you: express your confusion to him

he just says that he wanted to do something special that day and you’re like “oh, okay.”

because you knew how much of a sap your boyfriend could be

after dinner, he suggest playing some card or board games

like uno or something

honestly forgets his main purpose when you both start playing

because he’s just that competitive

“nO WAIT you can’t do that to me??? +8, serIOUSLY?”

and you just shrug like, “sorry bro, gotta do what i gotta do.”

finally remembers when he sees you biting your lip in concentration while looking at what cards to play next

from them on, he just purposely loses to speed up and end the game quickly

doesn’t regret losing when he hears your victory laugh, his heart swelling 10 times more when he sees you stick your tongue out to tease him

moves over to the space beside you and looks at you

if you’ve got loose hairs covering your face, he’ll just slowly tuck them behind your ear

not losing eye contact

and he’s pretty sure you can hear his heartbeat from how close he was

but just says “fuck it” in his mind and leans forward, gently pressing his lips against yours

his hands just automatically pull you onto his lap??

but the kiss still remains 100% soft

because he just wants to convey all his love to you through the kiss

10/10 the type to peck your cheeks when you separate 

first fight

i... really don’t know what you would fight with him about

is really one of the most caring people out there and would avoid doing anything that would hurt you

does his best to get to know everything about you so that he avoids unnecessary fights

knows your mood just by looking at you and the way you act

is always there for you when you need to rant and even goes the extra mile by preparing hot baths or buying junk food for you

but he’d definitely have his bad days too

so that’s probably the only way there’d be a fight between you

he’s not one to show a negative side of him very often so when you see him down

you can’t help but keep asking him what was wrong

and that’d kind of put him off because he just didn’t want to talk about it then

and might just snidely tell you to stop asking him

you don’t really say anything else because it’s clear that he was having a bad day

but no matter how upset he was from the day

he’ll never let you go to bed on bad terms

if you’re laying in bed, he’ll just slowly slide under the covers and wrap his arms around you

burying his face in your chest as he lets out a muffled “i’m sorry... bad day.”

and you don’t say anything—you just wrap your arms around him and stroke his head, humming a slight melody to help him relax

and it works

because you feel him going limp in your arms, and his breathing evens out, light snores escaping him

it’s times like this where you remind yourself that no matter how much of a happy virus he was, he had bad days too

and that’d you do what you could to make those days easier for him

favourite things to do together

ohOho

everyone knows he lives and breathes to game

so he’ll do just that

but instead of doing it alone he’ll pester you till you join him in front of the console

if you don’t know how to play, he’ll sit you in between his legs and hold you from behind

his hands on yours as he guides your hands to the various buttons and explains what they are 

and honestly nothing registers in your brain

because he was wAY TOO close to your ear 

and to make things worse (or better?)

his voice was just above a whisper, and you could literally feel your body erupting in goosebumps

no thoughts. head empty. 

actually there were many thoughts... but we won’t discuss them

it’s no surprise that you lose, but you still can’t help the pout forming on your lips unconsciously

which makes yunho think you’re the cutest thing EVER

kind of squeaks and just peppers kisses all over your face

and mAYhaps you pretend to be upset when you lose the consecutive games just to get kith

general affection 

oOoo we’ve got a cuddle bug on our hands

mUST be touching you all the time omg

even if you’re just side by side watching a movie, he’ll find a way to have some skinship

be it your thighs touching each other, or his arm around your shoulder

he’s content with minimal contact 

is naturally very playful

always laughs into kisses because your hands would have brushed a ticklish spot 

and he’s really ticklish

so it always disrupts your kisses

he’s long so he’ll just wrap himself around you when cuddling

like a huge starfish or something

loves to play with your fingers when you’re having conversations

will listen to you attentively but his fingers just absentmindedly find for yours

and he’ll interlock your fingers 

or just fiddle with them

overall a very Soft Boi

but then there are Not Soft Boi moments too

ahem

uses his height to it’s full advantage

definitely puts things like your phone on the top shelf just to see you struggle and whine when you can’t reach it

and then appears behind you and just plucks it like NOTHING

walking away with a smirk on his face, as you stare at him like (ಠ⌣ಠ)

on days where he’s in A Mood

he’ll just hold your phone in the air and make you reach for it

and it’s inevitable that you’re literally pressed up against him

so he’ll snatch the opportunity and just lean down and press a kiss to your lips

when he pulls away, you can definitely see the change in his demeanour 

he’s no longer the playful puppy you see all the time

and the next moment you’re being lifted up and placed on the counter 

the counter is his go to make out location

depending on his plans for the day, it may or may not lead to more

never initiates anything more if he knows he’s tight for time

always wants the luxury of time because he wants to show you how much he loves you

just basically wants to love all of you 

and you’ll definitely feel loved

ahem MOVING ON

he’s a soft boy 99% of the time

so just provide him with kith and hug

and he’s the happiest

note: everyone go love @curanonemu or i’m not feeding y’all anymore <33

[hippychick006]

15.12 - Galaxy Brain

Episode Review/Recap

This is not pretty. Not the worst episode ever, but definitely somewhere in the bottom 10. It mainly suffers from having the focus on “fan favourites” I stopped caring about seasons ago, and contempt for Sam and Dean and their fans coming through loud and clear in the writing.

Everything under a cut because some people can’t handle the truth!

Official episode summary to get us excited and want to watch live: Sam and Dean respond to a frantic call and together along with Castiel, Jack, and Jody Mills (guest star Kim Rhodes), assist in an extraordinary and heartbreaking rescue. Billie (guest star Lisa Berry) surprises everyone with a visit to the bunker.

My reaction:

“Heartbreaking rescue” 😂

Kaia is shown in the recap and since I know from the promo that Jody is also in this episode, it’s yet another Wayward af episode being forced onto an audience who were very clear they didn’t want it 🙄. The recap is sending me to sleep and my bitter Sam girl is rising since he’s barely in it.  Checks who wrote it and rolls eyes: Teleplay by Bobo the 🤡.  Dean likely isn’t going to be much better off, prepares self for Destiel pandering and Dean being used as a side character to prop up the actual side characters.  Awesome. Roll on Walker where I hope I won’t be subjected to this shit.

The radio shed scene is boring.  Done with “fan favourite” Chuck and have been for several seasons now.  Chuck’s droning on about Sam and Dean, yet it’s Dean and waste of space who are being shown sitting down together, with Sam barely in the background.  Awesome.  I just. Why?  This is like when someone says something about J2 but we get a gif that includes M.  Why are we incapable of getting just J2 or Sam and Dean?

Moving quickly on, we transition from one character I used to love but now don’t care about, to another character I used to love, but now don’t care about.  “Fan favourite” Jody is examining a dead cow. “Fan favourite” Alex calls her, she must have been busy doing something else as she doesn’t appear in the episode. Side note, Berens put the line in about vegan lasagne because the girl playing Alex is a vegan. Oh… so we’re putting in shout outs to the side characters now?  Maybe that’s why the writing is so bad. #justsaying 🤷‍♀️

Jody gets whacked on the head and is it wrong to hope she’s dead?  😔 I know she’s not dead, I know this episode is going to be TFW 2.0 rescuing her (though I predict they will end up being the ones needing to be rescued because Wayward af). It’s too much to expect some real cases, some real urban legends to investigate in the final season.  Show went too big when it should have gone home.

Almost 7 minutes in and we finally have Sam and Dean. Yay! Berens has finally remembered they are still characters on the show, but I guess he hasn’t focused on them as they aren’t “fan favourites”.  And of course “fan favourite” waste of space is in the scene because Chuck fucking forbid we get the brothers without their waste of space hanging around because he somehow has nothing else to do the last 4 seasons.

We’re pandering to “my three dad’s” fan fiction crowd in this scene, though sharing 1 braincell Destihellers for sure will be tweeting about “dads” Dean and waste of space and cheerleader Uncle Sam.  They’re talking about “fan favourite” Jack and him eating hearts. Sam doesn’t want to trust “fan favourite” Billie (good call imo).  Dean seems disconnected from this scene. Same Jensen, Same tbh.  Jared, bless him, is trying his best with this shit, even bringing out the big gun puppy eyes of doom, but I’m feeling nothing but anger.

We move from them to Jack wandering around the bunker. We see him looking at “fan favourite” Mary’s initials carved into the table… and thank you show for reminding me of that fuck up that I’d wiped from my memory.  😡🤬. We learn during this scene that Jack has been trying to contact Billie, but she’s busy so sent him a reaper.

Back with my three dad’s and Jensen can barely keep the contempt out of his expression to deliver this script.  😂

We learn in this scene that Jack trusts Death so waste of space trusts Jack (me plaintively, why???), This appears to be the part in the season that waste of space is being set up to be the tool, which they’ll forgive him for yet again. 🙄 and also 😴 and 😡, a lot of 😡

Ooh, Sam just asked the obvious question, “If Jack kills god, what about Amara.” Nobody really answers it though.

Jared side-eyeing Misha at the end of this “brother” scene. Wtf are you doing in this scene? Your contribution was what exactly? Did I get any time off during any of this for you to stand in this scene doing nothing, other than pandering to Destiel stans that could give a fuck about me, than as a cheerleader for their non ship?  He flounces out.  I wish I could leave as easily Jared, but you sucked me into this show the first time you popped your cute mop of emo hair around the door and asked, “Do I have to?”  I’m here to the bitter, bitter end my friend.

Back with Jack and “fan favourite” random reaper we’ve never seen before.  No offence to the lady, but it might have been nice to see “fan favourite” Tessa back.  I don’t think she bit the dust, did she? Anyway 😴 through this scene.

Parent!Sam goes to find Jack and hears him talking to someone. Immediately concerned, he knocks on the door, and enters.  The reaper has disappeared. Sam asks who Jack was talking to, Jack says no one,  Sam knows that’s not the case but doesn’t push it.    Sam says they’re glad to have Jack back and asks if he knows that and that Jack could have come to them first, they would have helped him. So… we’re just ignoring the whole box thing and the end of last season? Awesome, said no fan of good writing or continuity anywhere.

By the way Jack, that was your cue to be honest with Sam about the reaper.

Ah, yet another pandering moment!!  How would we have endured the last few seasons without one or two or twenty of these crow barred into every episode.  Screams from the rooftops “waste of space is a god damn angel, he doesn’t eat or drink, why the fuck are you trying to humanise him you twats.”

Anyway 😴 through that scene and I swear, I would pay to have a version of this show with waste of space completely removed from the last few seasons.  Zero purpose to this, other than setting him up to be wrong again, and taking Dean along with him, because if Jack’s anything other than a red herring, I’ll be very 😡

As an aside, I  don’t know who that is in this scene but it’s not Dean. It’s not my Dean that I fell in love with.  I hate how much this show lost its way and dragged everything down to pandering and soap opera drama.

As another aside, this scene is like an outtake with seeing who can have the deepest voice, their vocal chords are going to be permanently screwed.

However, what amuses me as always with any Dean and waste of space scene, they don’t actually talk, except about Sam or Jack and this scene is no different.

Dean’s phone rings.  It’s Jody.  I started watching this epsiode, then took a break for a couple of days and had somehow completely forgotten she was in the episode. That’s how efficient my mind is at removing the trash. 😂. Anyway she’s in trouble and tells Dean where she is and that he has to come, otherwise she dies. 

Dean and Sam drive to the location given by Jody and I’m incredibly surprised that waste of space isn’t cadging a ride in the back seat.  Seems this is a random time they can deal with things on their own without requiring the assistance of several others. Just like the good old days.  Shame they’re saving one of the Wayward failures rather than a brand new case that would have been infinitely more interesting.

Sam and Dean get to pretend they remember how to hunt in this episode, Dean covering Sam’s back while Sam helps untie Jody who is tied to a chair in the middle of a barn is the best scene in the episode so far.  Jody has plenty of time while Sam’s untying her to warn them to watch out for “fan favourite” Dark!Kaia but no, and that’s how bad this is. She barely gets a gasp and a “look out” before Sam gets whaled on.  And of course they are both going to get their asses handed to them because “Wayward af” 🙄.  Fucking hate Wayward, not content with ruining 4 episodes of season 13, they’ve come back uninvited to waste another in season 15.

What the fuck did I just see? No seriously, what the actual everloving fuck did I just see? (My swearing goes up exponentially the worse the writing is, I make no apology for that).  Samsel-in-distress is writhing on the floor, while Dean is being choked by whiny dark!kaia complaining about her spear, so of course Jody has to be the one to rescue the Winchesters by whacking her on the back with her chair 🙄.  To add insult to injury, we don’t even get a padabooty shot to make up for this atrocity we’ve had to endure.  And believe me, I could see Jared desperately trying to give us that shot. I’m 😡

Now that Jody’s been shown to be more competent than the Winchesters because “girl power rules”, Sam’s able to stand up again and both he and Dean get their guns trained on dark!kaia.

Long boring scene later – mainly between Jody and Kaia because why write for the two guys you’re paying a quarter of a million dollars per episode for, when you can write for the cheap side characters and have Sam and Dean just stand in the scene doing practically nothing.  Are you chuck damn insane with this nonsense?  Oh sorry, upshot is Kaia is alive and Dark!Kaia can see her world ending and needs to open the portal to rescue her so she lured Sam and Dean to get to Jack (for him to open the portal like he did before). 😴

Jack and waste of space are playing connect 4.  Jack wins. 😴

Sam and Jody arrive back at the bunker. We get a waste of screen time between Jody and waste of space who meet for the first time, with Sam once again being very expensive, but beautiful background.   Dean comes in a little later so he can have a dramatic entrance with dun dun dun, dark!kaia. 😴

I love how the Scooby gang are all off to the side, having a conversation but Dark!kaia is clearly within listening distance so it just makes them look like dumbasses.

Jack’s off limits in helping Kaia (Parent!Dean said no), but Sam says they’re going to look for another way.  Ummm… wasn’t that what the entirety of Season 13 was about and you needed the grace of an archangel for?  You’re just going to “check the lore” and miraculously find in half an episode what you couldn’t find in the entirety of a season?  This is bad. Waste of space is going to call plot device “fan favourite” Sergei.  How they never stumbled across Sergei before, I have no idea as he seems to be the oracle as far as Drabbernatural is concerned.

Dark!Kaia is so whiny. They are terrible at writing teenage girls, it’s actually insulting at this point.

Oh, I thought Jack had found the right spell in research, but turns out the monster needed for the spell is now extinct as they read about it in dad’s journal. Wow, I don’t remember the journal being mentioned in a long time, surprised they remember it even existed, let alone used to be the holy grail of hunting and pretty much what the show centred around in the early seasons (*whispers*, when the show was good).

Wow, they even managed to make the 30 second broment boring. This is a new low.  😴

Jody and waste of space scene because yes, out of all the scenes I could have wished to see in the final season, this was on the list. 🙄. They talk about “fan favourite” Hunter!Barbie Claire (who couldn’t be in this episode because she’s all that and a kit kat now - Supernatural who? I don’t know her.). We find out Claire loved Kaia.  I mean yeah, it’s totally normal to fall in love within 15 minutes of knowing someone. Fucking hell, someone take this pandering hack’s laptop away and save us from this trite aimed only at people who share 1 braincell who only wanted the relationship as it’s a “parallel” to Destiel.  But since Dean dancing with a lamp a couple of episodes ago was a parallel for Destiel, why are we pandering to them. (*whispers* the writers are all narcassists and put stoking their ego before good writing).

This is bad.  Did I mention this was bad?  No, but it’s really, really bad.

Jack was listening in so he’s going to do something stupid so Claire gets her “love” back. Of course he is. 🙄

He goes to speak to Dark!Kaia.  She’s still whiny, we’ll fast forward this garbage to the point Jack looks inside Dark!Kaia’s head to see what she sees, which is Kaia struggling in lizard world. 😴

Jack goes to Sam and Dean and says he’s helping Kaia because he owes her.   Parent!Winchesters are funny, neither are happy with what Jack wants to do but they support their mother killing son.

Reaper is back to stop Jack doing something that is “Winchester dumb” and Jesus fuck, how much contempt does this hack writer have for the lead characters and the 99% of the audience who love them?

Anyway the next few minutes are how stupid the Winchesters are that they can’t even fix the warding on the bunker, and I hate this writer is getting paid actual money for handing this crap in. Unfortunately, he’s got his fellow writers and a couple of hundred sycophants telling him how absolutely amaze balls he is with the rest of the c list cast tweeting around each other at how good they all were.

This is my favourite bit of the episode – not really – but it amuses me the Hellers are making mountains out of “I need to borrow your angel” (😔 pandering) and completely ignoring that no-one bats an eye or puts up a token protest that the reaper needs to use waste of space to feed the wards to keep them running as long as they need for the spell to work. No one asks what harm that might do to him, waste of space is yet again, nothing more than... well, a waste of space really. Never change Hellers, never change. 😂. I’d like to point out that if Sam has been needed to charge it, the reaction from Dean would have been entirely different. 😂

Dean makes the spell, Sam reads the words, while 2 of the 3 side characters just stand there with no purpose.  The warding going up throughout the bunker is the coolest part of this episode though.  Special effects used their $2.50 dollar store budget wisely this week.  👍

10 second broment where Sam asks Dean how Sam’s feeling about what they’re doing.

Sam: honestly?  It feels like we’re taking a big, probably stupid risk… it feels good. Disobeying cosmic entities, doing the dumb right thing, it feels like we’re back.

Note to Berens, I think you could have fit a few more dumb synonyms into that speech to let us know how you really feel). 🙄

I like how Sam checks Dean’s backpack in this scene though.  I’m wondering if that was J2 rather than writing or direction.

Yet another scene between Jody and waste of space. 😴. Jody thanks him for staying behind to look after the reaper.  Waste of space says he wants Jody to stay behind too.

Jody (out of absolutely nowhere): What is that?  Some bs male chivalry thing?

Fuck off with your sjw feminist bullshit to please the single braincellers. With shitty lines like this, it’s absolutely no surprise Wayward didn’t get green lighted.

Waste of space talks about how he’ll never be able to make what’s right, what he “took from Claire”.  Oh, you’ve remembered you possessed a child, incapable of consenting to being possessed, in order to blackmail her father to agree to being possessed again against his will.  A father and husband you got killed because you provoked Lucifer by shouting “Hey assbutt” at him and getting Jimmy blown to smithereens? And you still wander round wearing his face and clothes? No, waste of space, you can’t ever make up for that.

Anyway, the reason he doesn’t want Jody going is that if Claire loses her on top of what she’s already lost (including Kaia), then it would kill her.  Jody agrees. I meanwhile have to stop watching while I try to find my eyes which have rolled right out of my head at this point of the episode. 🙄

Found them, we’re back!  

The reaper and Castiel put their hands on a stone tablet, not sure if we’ve seen it before or it’s just a random object the reaper has handy.  🤷‍♀️. The wards are supercharged (hiding the use of Jack’s powers from Chuck so he doesn’t alert Chuck that he’s back).  Jack opens the portal and Dark!Kaia, Sam and Dean step through to lizard world.

It’s raining heavily, but not on Sam’s hair bizarrely. Denied wet!Sam so here’s a gif from a good episode.

And because I'm here for both my boys, here’s wet Dean as a bonus

They start walking to find Kaia and are set upon by those creatures from the first Star Wars movies – the ones that sell the droids and this bit is exciting, finally we get what I’m here for.  Sam and Dean are going to kick as….  Or not, because why write Sam and Dean doing what they should be doing.  The creatures don’t want to fight, they are scared of the world ending and run away. Totally anti-climactic. 😔

They find Kaia and in the most bizarre writing so far in a season chock full of bizarre writing, Kaia rushes to the guy who pulled a gun on her and forced her to do something she didn’t want to do, resulting in her getting stranded on that shitty lizard world alone, and instead of stabbing him, she… hugs him.

In fairness, it was ooc writing by I think Berens that had Dean pulling the gun on Kaia in the first place so this is just a really weak attempt at fixing the original bad writing, which only ends up compounding the problem.

Sam “the writers never bother to write in a hug for me” Winchester just stands back and smiles at Kaia.  In fairness, Sam never getting hugged goes way back and I headcanon that Sam has “back off” vibes to protect himself.  Common in younger siblings that experience a lot of loss early in their lives.

Kaia notices dark!kaia and looks about to kill her but Sam says that she helped them find Kaia.  They go to leave but dark!kaia wants to stay because she doesn’t belong in their world.  Sam says she’ll die and she seems to accept that, being left behind as Sam, Dean and Kaia run for the portal.

We see Dark!Kaia’s world pretty much ending, with her embracing it, just as Sam, Dean and Kaia step back through the portal.

Jody and Kaia hug and I think we’re supposed to feel 🥰 at that, but I care for neither of them (and Kaia was the one I originally liked in season 13, but Wayward af and the trite with Claire, plus dark!kaia episodes ruined it).

Kaia and Jack scene and Kaia looks really well put together considering the entire time we saw her in the AU, she was clearly having mental issues, but like a magic wand has been waved, she’s completely normal and healthy and no worse for 2 earth years in complete isolation in a world you have to fight to survive in every day.  Miraculous, but that’s a Wayward af cardboard cutout character for you.

Jody comes in and offers Kaia a home at Jody’s home for cardboard cut out girl!power hunters.  Kaia asks if Claire will be there and Jody says soon.  

Sam, Dean and waste of space are crammed into a frame and we wouldn’t have this overcrowding in a scene if they didn’t insist on crowbarring him in.  There would be more space in the scene if he wasn’t wasting it. I’m guessing it’s to frame Jack in the front with his “three dad’s” behind 🤮. It just looks bad.

After Kaia and Jody leave, they go back to speak to the reaper.  They’ve remembered they have two stars in this framing, Sam and Dean are together in the front of the shot, Jack and waste of space are behind.

Sam asks the reaper if the warnings worked. She snidely answers that the fact they are all still alive says it worked.  She’s killed milliseconds later by… Billie.  Oh “fan favourite” reaper, so sad to see you go. Maybe you’ll be resurrected in a later episode. We can always hope.

“Hello boys”.  Wait, isn’t that Crowley’s line (and before that Ellen?).

Oh my chucking lord, why the dramatical looks at Death and everyone being scared. This is bad. This is like that Clint Eastwood movie where they all look at each other.

It’s bad.  Who directed this?  Lol, I think it might have been Richard. He’s been hit or miss for me.  And this one’s a miss.

Sam and Dean step aside to allow Billie to get to Jack and can I just say, no parent would ever do that.  I don’t believe Sam and Dean would do that, but they do, do that (sniggers childishly at do do). They just step aside without saying a word, but who cares about them and what their characters would do.  Certainly not the writer of this episode.

Death tells them they risked everything for one girl and for what, because all the worlds are dying.

Waste of space says it’s Chuck and glares impotently at Death (I think that’s what he’s doing, he might just need the bathroom again, who knows anymore tbh), while she agrees with him, saying Chuck has been wiping out galaxies for the end.

Sam asks what her end game is.  He asks how Jack is going to kill god, what the plan is.

Long, boring monologue later, God has a book in Death’s library, meaning he can die. Billy: Everything dies” 😂

We flashback to original death in the pizza place with Dean and I wish they hadn’t. The difference between that scene and anything in the last season is glaring.  But I was right from something we were talking about a few weeks ago, because we get this quote from Death to remind us;

Death: In the end, I reap him too

Original!Dean: God?  You’ll reap god

Death: oh yes

Waste of space, “And why would god write the blueprint to his own death?” (that would have been a good line for Sam or Dean who have barely had anything to say or do this episode as it is, and they’re in the scenes just standing there getting paid a quarter of a million dollars to watch someone who hung up his acting shoes before season 7, give this line, and I can’t with this).

Anyway, god didn’t write the book, the books write themselves.

Another boring monologue, the upshot of which is Chuck had to write himself into the framework, hence he has to have a book, but it’s not explained very well and I’m fake coughing bullshit on this plot device as it doesn’t make any sense but I throw my hands up in the air. If the writers don’t care about even trying to make it make sense, then why the fuck should I put any effort in to explain it away. 😴

God hasn’t read his book and can’t unless Billie lets him. Sam asks if Jack is in god’s book. She says yes and “so are you.  I told you Dean, you and your brother have work to do, this is your destiny.  You are the messengers of god’s destruction.”

Oh great... they’re messenger boys now?  Awesome.

Back with Chuck, he’s still in Radio Shed, watching a number of televisions and all of them show worlds being destroyed.  

Chuck gets up to leave, the “fan favourite” Radio Shed employee asks if he’ll be saved.  Oh you sweet summer child! 

Chuck says he’ll be fine, but as he leaves we see a meteor hit the store (and show, if you think that was a surprise twist ending, it was flashing neon lights from the very beginning).

The episode seemed to be double the length of normal, but nothing really happened and it was boring af.

Somebody get this show a defibrillator.  Stat!  Oh wait, on second thoughts, slaps “Do not resuscitate” sign onto show.  Let it die in peace.