#they are so stupidly in love I want to smack them sometimes and... idk put them in a cage OR SOMETHING and make them fucking talk for once

[akirathedramaqueen]

There's one piece of concept art that made me see the entire Apology Tour disaster in a different light.

So, we've been talking with @warblogs17282 about Stolitz and how their break-up ended up playing out in the 'Apology Tour' episode.

Why ended up? Well, there's a collection of concept art which, to my limited understanding of this craft, is one of the first steps in the production process of animation. This post by @birdy-babe includes a great chunk of it, shared by artists after the episodes aired (like storyboards, but much more stylised, showing how different some original ideas were). Long story short, one of the concept arts from the 'Apology Tour' episode suggests their quarrel was originally meant to be much harsher.

A short summary of the concept art to see what we are dealing with

In the background, you see a lot of apology postcards and silly cutesy stationery, suggesting Blitzø is in the middle of his Apology Tour.

The contact name isn't 'Stols' but 'Bird Dick,' implying their relationship is at an earlier stage, with less respect—at least on Blitzø's part.

There's a photo partially cut by the edge of the messages screen. From the signature gloves and boots, cowboy hat covering Blitzø's private parts, and visible nipples, it appears to be a nude image—replaced in later stages of development with stupid gay affirmation memes (as hard as it is to believe, I couldn't imagine there could be anything worse than the Striker horse gay jokes... well, it could, my dudes, it fucking COULD).

There are three messages, one of which is unsent:

"Stolas, cum awwwwwwn, u no u want it :)"—likely attached to the nude;

"Dude just talk to me"—desperation crawls in; he finally realises the shit has hit the fan;

"Im sowwy :("—an apology, but the text remains unsent, perhaps because it seems pointless, given that the 'Not Delivered' notifications and warning signs indicate Stolas has blocked his number.

Why do I find this fascinating, and why does it fill me with immense hope?

Because they still fucking care so much, and neither has completely closed the door on the other. By comparing the concept art to the final product, you can see how many intentional choices were made in dialogue, visuals, and behaviour to make it clear that these two idiots still want things to continue. Stolitz is meant to fucking live.

Now, if you want to see some comparisons—evidence, really—let's dive into each other's changes, focusing on what we can gather from the concept art.

Blitzø's side

Change 1—thank gods, no nudes. The gay memes are sillier and a bit lighter. Of course, they still showcase utter disrespect, a horrible prejudice against sexuality, and a poor understanding of how deeply Stolas was hurt, but I find them... less bad.

Change 2—no more 'Bird Dick.' Blitzø has actually come up with a real nickname for Stolas! Feelings are boring for you, huh, Blitzø? I can almost hear the song’s lines: "O-oh, hooked, addicted you might say, conflicted in a way…"

Change 3—Blitzø's attempts to apologize now show much more contemplation. Since Stolas hasn’t blocked him, Blitzø knows his words aren’t just being thrown into the void. Although the 'unsent' detail remains, it now carries real weight and impact.

All three changes are seen in these two GIFs.

He knows he did wrong. He knows he wants to salvage it. He might not yet know how to do it healthily, but he tries—he tries so fucking hard!

Look at the range of raw, cutting emotions as he speaks to Stolas and finally delivers his apology—probably the only one he genuinely meant. Well, maybe except for Verosika, a bit later.

It's not that it's hard for Blitzø to say 'sorry'—we've seen him do it a lot lately. He's actually quick to apologise and take responsibility, so Stolas's remark about him not feeling any remorse couldn’t be further from the truth. But the fact that he isn't running away this time—chasing after Stolas and trying his best to mend things—is drastically different from how he treated Verosika back then.

Stolas's side

Here’s the moment that struck me deep. It’s the only change, since the concept art shows Blitzø’s POV, but it’s such a significant one.

Do you think Stolas has moved on? Do you think he’s done with Blitzø? Not convinced, even when he’s literally singing about still wanting Blitzø?

Well, here’s your proof—he didn’t block Blitzø. They scrapped that.

More than that, the entire interaction emphasizes that Stolas isn’t pushing Blitzø away for good.

How do I know this? Stolas is very insistent on using phrases like 'for now,' 'right now,' and 'now' throughout his attempts to tell Blitzø off.

Here are some citations:

"I was hoping my lack of 'ha-ha's' in response to the photos you sent me would be an indicator I didn't want to talk right now."

"Seeing you right now is hard!"

"I'm tired of this! I'm uncomfortable with how you're speaking to me now!"

Why is this so important? Because he isn’t asking Blitzø to leave him forever. All he’s asking for is time.

Even while hurt, Stolas gives Blitzø plenty of chances to explain himself civilly. Look at the hopeful glances each time Blitzø shows any glimpse of genuineness.

Stolas fucking hopes Blitzø will take back all the cruel things said and brash actions done.

You know, Stolas... I've spent the entirety of this morning listening to love ballads, and that was...

For what?! You want me to be like, "Oh sorry, this entire time I assumed the worst because I was convinced a prince could never love someone like me and I've let my self-hatred stop me from apologising to anyone I could ever care about!"

You see the furrowed brows and the sad look? Stolas hopes for the best... but gets the worst because Blitzø isn’t there yet.

I’d even go so far as to say Stolas is acutely aware that Blitzø uses his brashness as a shield to protect himself. He literally sang about it in 'Just Look My Way.'

Unless it's me? And no matter what in this world I could give, it's not enough to get through these walls you've conjured up to live.

So, what gives?

Is this the behaviour of people who want to give up on a relationship they still clearly hold dear?

No. Even when they’re angry, aggressive, hurt, or drunk, they still seek understanding and forgiveness. They continue to listen and try.

They might lack the skills and may choose the wrong time, place, or words to express what truly matters...

One person, scared of being rejected so much that he unconsciously conveys this message by saying, "You don’t have to stay here with me," and carrying it throughout the whole conversation...

The other, coming to terms with his feelings, admits them, and his fears, a bit too late—when his romantic interest is too drunk to comprehend anything…

And in both cases—self-loathing, self-hatred, doubts, scars, trauma… and a lack of hope.

But there is hope. No, this is reassurance, my folks.

You know when it's hardest to stay in a relationship? When it’s hardest to come and say, "I am sorry," when it’s hardest to still love the person?

When you’re hurt. When they’ve hurt you.

And, despite that, you still come to them and still want to talk to them.

If this isn’t ironclad evidence that this is more than just a fling or a couple of fun sex dates, I don’t know what is.

And the 'Apology Tour' fucking proves it, rather than ruins it. It only strengthens the point. It’s easy to live in happiness, but it’s so hard to go through it while you’re in pain. When you see them doing that, you realise it means everything to them.

Stolitz is to live.

[sarahjtv]

BNHA Chapter 312 Spoiler Analysis: Hero Turned Assassin

It’s Friday, my dudes!  That means the leaks for the new chapter is out!  This time, we’re focusing on our new lady assassin villain who we ended with last week.  Ngl, I love her design and concept.  I actually wouldn’t mind if she stepped on me 😳  All that aside, this was a damn good chapter, but I really hope Deku’s going to be ok taking her on by himself:

Alright, the chapter starts off with a little flashback of Hawks talking to Deku as Deku is suiting up to leave Central hospital.  Hawks reassures Deku that he should be ok from AFO and Shigaraki for now since they aren’t at full power yet.  Their best option would be to take Deku in alive rather than dead.  Hawks can only think of one person who might be capable of capturing Deku: the assassin woman.  Turns out, that woman was his senpai back at the Hero Safety Commision and she’s dangerous.

So, as far as we know, Deku’s most likely going to live several more days even if he does get captured.  However, he’s being hunted down by a highly skilled assassin who was also Hawk’s senpai back in the day.  The fact that Hawks of all people is warning Deku to run away from her if he can say something about her skills.  I can only guess how good her skills are, but I’d say they’re probably somewhere in the S-tier range if Hawks is afraid of her.

The next couple of pages help properly introduce our new villain: Lady Nagant!  A few points here: 1. The bullet is made from her hair which is colored dark blue and pink.  I personally love those two colors, so I’m glad to see that color scheme used on her.  Also hair bullets is such a great concept, 2. That rifle is definitely coming from her elbow which she can bring out and retract at will, which is badass as hell, 3. I looked up the word “Nagant” and it’s actually type of (Russian?) gun that ranges from a 7-shot revolver to a sniper rifle, so that’s a good Villain name for her, 4. She was a former hero under the Safety Commision who decided to go to the dark side for some reason.  Like, did she see the bad side of Hero Society and that caused her to change?  Did she see something in Villainy that caused her to change her POV?  I want to know what?, 5. Again, love her design like hoo boy, Horikoshi snapped with her. 

So, Deku’s on the run from her and he is completely on his own now that his phone is broken.  He doesn’t even know what happened to All Might 😭!  He’s also afraid that All Might and Hawks will be targeted by her.  Deku’s debating wheaher he should run or face Nagant face on.  With someone like Muscular, I wasn’t worried about Deku because he’s not only improved a lot since last time, but he’s taken on Muscular before so he knew what he was fighting.  But, this is a brand-new villain.  Not much is known about her and Deku has never fought her before.  I’d say run, but someone has to take her out.  Maybe Hawks will swoop in and have a reunion with his senpai.  Though, he doesn’t have wings now, so I’m not sure what he can really do against her besides have a chat…

And Deku is shot!  Not fatally thank god, but he did get hit.  Turns out Lady Nagant can actually curve her shots.  Even Deku’s Danger Sense couldn’t detect it in time good lord.  So she can just straight up made bullets that can curve too that is absolutely insane.  Any marksman would be jealous of her.  

Fun Fact of the Day: Based on Horikoshi-sensei’s comment of the week, Lady Nagant and her curve bullet are actually based off the 2008 film Wanted staring James McAvoy and Angelina Jolie (he even thanked Ms. Jolie!)!  I decided to IMDB the film to see if I remembered it and it turns out that I have actually seen a little of it before.  You know that gif of McAvoy smacking Chris Pratt’s face with a keyboard and the loose keys spell out “Fuck You”?  Yeah, that’s from Wanted.  Also, the curved bullet Horikoshi is talking about is when Jolie manages to “curve” a bullet enough to kill a group of assassins who were standing in a circle.  Look, I don’t know if physics can actually make that work in real life, but I’ll be damned if that doesn’t sound badass.

Back to the story, we have a bit of flashback to an old TV special that interviewed 100 active Noteworthy Heroes.  The 25th Pro Hero being interview is none other than Snipe, one of UA’s teachers!  It’s been a hot couple of years since we’ve seen him around.  Actually, we don’t even know if he’s alive…  Let’s assume he is and continue with the story.

Anyway, Snipe was having some good friendly competition in the Long-Range sniping with Lady Nagant back in the day.  He explains while his Quirk, “Homing” allows him to lock-on to anyone within a 600 Meter range, he can’t choose where his attack hits and the hit isn’t that powerful (Shigaraki could’ve actually gotten killed back in the USJ if Snipe wasn’t careful enough damn).  Lady Nagant, on the other hand, has a range of 3 Kilometers with insane accuracy.  I did some quick calculations and it turns out that 3KM = 3,000M!  That’s 5 times farther than what Snipe can do.  That is absolutely nuts!

Lady Nagant’s Quirk is called “Rifle”!  Turns out that the secret lies in her bullets made out of hair.  When she mixes her duel colored hair, it works like epoxy putty.  Epoxy putty is a substance that hardens over time.  It’s normally used as a seal for cracks and holes, and it’s both highly-resistant and unshrinkable when hardened.  So, when Lady Nagant pulls strands out of her hair to mix and mould them, she can harden that hair into a bullet which explains the dark blue and pink fibers in the speaker bullet she fired at Deku’s phone.  Apparently, she can make any kind of bullet she wants ranging from hollow bullets to curved bullets.  She can then load and fire those bullets from her rifle into her right arm.  God, there’s so much potential for a Quirk like this.  The only limit I can think of for this Quirk is if she runs out of hair for bullets similar to how if Ibara Shiozaki from Class 1-B (or 2-B now I guess) would run out of hair to use her Vines.  I wonder if Lady Nagant using her hair so much is the reason why it’s shorter now than when she was a hero.

I gotta say, I think this is one of the coolest and unique Quirks Horikoshi has come up with in a while.  It’s just so unique and imaginative!  I don’t think I could ever come up with an idea like this.  I like that her Quirk is almost like a 2-in-1 thing: the putty hair and the rifle in her arm.  They’re both different functions that work in tandem together.  I also love Nagant hero outfit!  She was rocking the long ponytail work, had a visor and antenna on her right eye for accuracy, and a belt holding her hair bullets.  She’s also freakin’ stacked as hell, but I’ll let this one slide because her design is so freaking great.  

Back to the present, Deku managed to catch the bullet, but his left gauntlet has been damaged.  So, it looks like Deku won’t be punching with his left arm unless All Might has some backup Mid-Gauntlets.  Thankfully he’s found out where Lady Nagant is based on where she shot from just twice.  She’s only about 1KM away and Deku wants to get in closer.  God, Deku is so freaking smart.  I want to know his IQ because it must be insanely high for him to figure out where a trained sniper would be after just 2 bullets.  Nagant also says that Deku’s the first one to deflect 2 of her bullets, so yeah, goddamn Deku!

Now we’re finally getting a look at Overhaul (I’m cool with calling him by his villain name instead of his real name for now btw).  Dude’s broken.  Just completely mentally broken.  I don’t think he even notices Deku.  All he can think about is how he wants to go back to his adoptive father, Eri’s grandfather, the man Overhaul put in a coma.  I thought that Overhaul would be confronting Deku himself, but it looks like he can’t.  Maybe him not being able to get his father out of his coma traumatized him real bad with a lot of guilt.  He probably wants to go back to try to heal his dad.  If he can do that, again, I wonder how now that his Quirk probably functions somewhere else besides his hands.

Anyway, Lady Nagant is kind of protecting Overhaul for now.  She most likely has a plan for him later since she mentions helping Overhaul as soon as she’s done with Deku.  Overhaul would be a useful ally since his Quirk can literally destroy and restore matter both living and non-living.  There’s also that glowing effect on her arm again.  If it’s not a taser like I thought before, then maybe it’s some kind of strength enhancer her Quirk gives her.  That arm gun has to be heavy.  IDK it’s not really explained.  

Flashing back to the Tartarus Prision Break, AFO and his ugly mug are talking to Nagant, calling her the “Traitor Hero” and how it’s an honor to meet her.  Again, Lady Nagant’s skills must be incredibly high enough to be recognize by AFO.  Also, her turning her back on Hero Society must’ve been a big story at the time.

AFO tells Lady Nagant of his plan to capture Deku as he predicted this earlier.  So, either AFO is stupidly good at predicting things or he has a future-sight Quirk like Nighteye had.  I want to say it’s the latter since AFO probably did pick up a Quirk like that sometime in the past.

Lady Nagant originally refused to listen to AFO in a very sassy way LOL!  But, AFO seems to have made a deal with her.  He even mentions that Nagant killed many of her fellow heroes to cause the fall of Pro-Hero Society.  Yeah, killing your fellow colleagues will definitely get you sent straight to Tartarus…  I REALLY need to know what made her turn to the Dark Side Anakin Skywalker style.

Also, personal theory that I highly doubt is true, but I wonder if Lady Nagant is the real “UA Traitor” not any of the students.  If she can make bullets that she can remotely talk through, then she could probably make bullets that can eavesdrop on people.  Maybe she listened in on UA and told the LoV about the training camp.  Or she was locked in Tartarus before then and I’m just projecting my hopes/fears onto her.  That could be it too.

Actually, I just realized that she could probably wrap objects around her bullets and fire them.  So, she probably wrapped a speaker around her hair and that’s how she remotely spoke to Deku.  Eh, she could still wrap some listening device around her hair and eavesdrop that way.  I’m just Pepe Silvia’ing the possibilities of Rifle at this point.

AFO uses Overhaul as an example of someone who became a victim of Pro-Heroes.  This give him enough leverage to make a deal with Lady Nagant.  So, as part of the contract, AFO granted her his Air Walk Quirk!  On paper, a passive Quirk like Air Walk doesn’t seem very useful.  But, this series has proved to us time and time again that passive/support Quirks can be just as/if not more amazing than raw-powered Quirks.  So, a Quirk like Air Walk can get Lady Nagant to so many places for her to fire her bullets.  It’s an incredibly useful Quirk for a sniper.  I do wonder what the limits of it are (because all Quirks have some sort of limitation), but I guess we’ll find that out later.  I really do wonder how Deku’s going to handle Lady Nagant and Overhaul though.  That’s going to be interesting.

Oh boy, that the chapter!  Solid chapter per usual.  Gah, my fingers hurt after typing so much.  I’m glad we got to know more about Lady Nagant!  She was a mystery for weeks, but we finally got some backstory on her.  So, some answers, but a lot of questions are left behind.  I’m actually glad we’re still sticking with Deku so far.  I still want to see Bakugo and Shoto, but we also haven’t gotten a purely Deku-centric arc for a while, so this is good.  Horikoshi truly doesn’t miss!  Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to be screaming about the next anime episode and Shoto Todoroki sakuga for the next week I will not apologize.         

Me @ Horikoshi every chapter:

Also, this is the Wanted scene I was talking about before:

[ladyluck852]

Twister (Ten x Reader)

A/N: I had no plans of releasing this fic but idk why? It’s been sitting here for uh....a year 👀😂

Word Count: 2.7k

Genre: ‘we were on a break’ angst, a bit of fluff 💕

Warnings: some drinking, we’re all (most of us) adults here, it’s nothing bad😂

Summary: y/n and ten are on a break, their friends think they should just be together again and devise a plan to do just that

Parties were never y/n’s thing, sure she drank sometimes but never too much, she had the stability and balance of a newborn giraffe sober and much less when she was drunk. She came to this party, invited by her friends who knew she was having a hard time, with every intention of getting drunk off her ass. She’d had a terrible two weeks, everything was messy, starting with her relationship. She’d been dating Ten for two years and they had such a precious relationship, one she cherished, but things weren’t working out and because they didn’t want to keep going until things got ugly they decided to take a break. Neither of them wanted it but if it kept them from breaking up for good it didn’t matter how long it took to work out their problems as long as it meant coming back in the end. It made sense to them, to their friends not so much.

To their friends it made no sense why they should be miserable, they weren’t getting much better apart, they really needed each other no matter what they thought and so Johnny and the rest of the boys decided to throw a little party with a wicked plan. Since they knew y/n had the alcohol tolerance of a 15 year old girl trying vodka for the first time, it wouldn’t be hard to get her drunk enough that Ten would have to do something about it. Knowing the messy drunk y/n was she would cry about how much she missed, loved and needed him and then Ten would realize how much of the same feelings he shared and that’d be it. Problem solved. No more moping and sad snapchats that made everyone cringe.

Y/n arrived at the party late, which was expected, they’d already started the shots and Ten was buzzed but okay sitting on the couch. He saw her first, his palms sweaty and his throat tight at how beautiful y/n looked, he just wanted to run to her and give her the biggest hug. He missed her so much it was immeasurable, it was the first time he’d seen her in two weeks and he thought he’d be sick to his stomach with anxiety. Y/n noticed Ten on the couch and already wanted to cry, not knowing he would be here and ready to throw Johnny into a trash can.

“You said! He wouldn’t! Be here!” Y/n shrieked over the music, smacking Johnny’s arm as he looked frightened of the shorter woman in front of him. He was a bit too drunk to remember what he’d done but she was literally smacking sense back into him.

“Woman please! My arm! What did I do now?” Johnny whined, rubbing his arm as y/n searched for the closest shot glass and bottle of alcohol. Johnny got the idea, his eyes flickering to Ten who looked like he was ready to spring off the couch, “ah, that was a last minute thing I swear”

“You’re a terrible liar, damn you Johnny. I said we were on a-“

“A break!” Johnny cried in a ridiculously girly voice, “please, you’re killing me. Stop being so miserable and enjoy the party! Take another shot and loosen up, don’t be a party pooper”

Y/n left him, two shots of some gross alcohol in her as she went to change the terrible music Johnny had playing. Her throat was burning and she felt gross, but she didn’t know what Sasquatch’s cousin had to offer and she sure as hell didn’t want to open his fridge. The last time she did that she was met with month old pizza and spoiled milk, she didn’t know how Johnny survived on his own and didn’t know why Jaehyun didn’t put him in check! They were both terrible roommates.

Johnny watched in horror as y/n unlocked his phone, not sure when she got his password, and changed the song to something she started swaying to at the makeshift dj table. He watched as Ten got up from the couch finally, making his way to y/n before stopping in his tracks. Interrupted by Johnny’s roommate who was now talking to y/n.

“How’ve you been?” Jaehyun asked, trying to get all the dirt out of y/n that Johnny refused to tell him. He’d already tried with Ten, who refused to speak about y/n unless it was about how much he missed how good she smelled and how pretty she was when she smiled.

“Better. Is that for me?” Y/n asked, taking the cup Jaehyun had been holding and taking a very large sip. Jaehyun winced, watching y/n cough the cup of mostly rum down. They ran out of lemonade and he had been taking his time because it was mostly alcohol, y/n was going to get so drunk and that was something Jaehyun didn’t want. Johnny did, but he was crazy and had some ridiculous ideas sometimes.

“Um...I’ll be over there” Jaehyun said, taking his cup back before taking Johnny by the arm and dragging him to the kitchen, “if she gets drunk it’s going to be bad. Why couldn’t we do this at a restaurant, or a park, somewhere kid friendly so they have to talk it out nicely?”

Johnny shrugged, his ears getting red when he realized his plan had been kind of stupid. He didn’t think y/n would get drunk truthfully, he thought her and Ten would talk it out as soon as she got here and leave early to go make up for the rest of the night. Her getting drunk was just something funny that could have possibly happened, he wished she wasn’t so stubborn and alcohol absorbent.

Ten sighed, the balcony a nice place to be when he didn’t want to be inside. Y/n had gotten to the party so late that people had already started to leave, and Ten knew he was going to have to stick around and make sure she was okay because even if they weren’t ‘together’ he was still going to be a good boyfriend. It was his favorite thing ever, being a good boyfriend to her, and he couldn’t do that if they kept being so afraid of things not working out. He figured that out like two hours after they decided to take a break, but y/n was nothing but resilient and stubborn and she would die before she admit she needed and missed Ten. Well maybe not die, but get drunk off her ass.

Y/n was taking another shot when Johnny drug her away from the drink table and to the living room yelling, “Twister!!!”

“What the f...I don’t play twister Johnny” She grumbled, seeing Ten walk in from the balcony and sit on the couch with an eyebrow raised in her direction. Jaehyun was done putting the twister mat down and y/n was already creeping back to her original position by the drinks, that is until she saw Ten join and some random girl join in as well. Johnny gave her a knowing look, a mischievous look on his face as he handed the twister dial to Jaehyun.

“So who’s first?” He asked, seeing Ten raise his hand and y/n look utterly conflicted and horrified from the edge of the living room. She looked like she was being tortured, oh no another girl near her boyfriend? What ever would she do? Suffer through a game of twister just to make sure she didn’t breathe near him? Sounds right.

Ten knew y/n wasn’t flexible, well she was to an extent when he wanted her to be, but she couldn’t even touch her toes on most days. He’d never played twister with her but knew this was some sort of recipe for disaster, his drunk and clumsy girlfriend was going to end up fractured after this he was sure.

“Right hand on red” Jaehyun said, sitting criss-cross in front of them while y/n watched the girl go next and Johnny go after her. Jaehyun looked at her expectantly, everyone else in the room rushed her and she scurried over to the mat like a flame had been lit under her butt.

“Right foot on blue y/n” Jaehyun said lazily, not even bothering to spin the dial as y/n tried not to step on Johnny’s hand. Ten watched her, avoided her eyes so it didn’t seem like he was staring when Jaehyun ‘pretended’ to spin the dial again. Jaehyun’s plan was much better than Johnny’s, no one had to get drunk, they just had to amp up the tension a bit, “right foot on blue Ten”

Being less drunk than everyone but Jaehyun didn’t mean Ten knew what was going on, he just assumed the dial was evil as he stretched his leg across the girl who’d shown up with Taeyong, watching y/n’s eyes narrow slightly. Y/n waited impatiently for the rest of them to get their positions called, “if I break my neck I’m blaming you Johnny”

Johnny rolled his eyes, his arm burning from his stupid position, “you’ll be dead”

Y/n rolled her eyes as Jaehyun’s eyes flickered across the mat for a good spot, “left foot on green y/n”

She timidly lifted her leg over Ten’s, placing it a bit too close to the girls hand and using her arms to steady herself. The room spun slightly and Ten gulped as he glanced at Jaehyun who spun the dial knowing he was being watched, “are you okay?”

It took y/n a while to figure out Ten was talking to her, she’d hoped he was and he really was so that was nice, “uh huh”

“You don’t have to do t-“

“I want to” y/n said quickly, smiling a bit as she got caught up in his eyes. Jaehyun cleared his throat, demanding their attention as he tried not to give away his entire plan with a stupid smile.

“Left foot on green”

Ten’s eyes widened and snapped to Jaehyun when he realized he and y/n had gotten the same damn colors and positions for their feet, everyone rolled their eyes as Ten moved his leg and tried not to knee y/n and adjust his weight onto his right hand. He took a deep breath as he rested his left hand on his knee, y/n’s face flushed when that knee so happened to be between her legs. Close to her ankles but still close to her, now she was getting antsy.

Johnny’s turn made Ten gulp, he was so stupidly tall and long he just had to bump into him getting into a weird position, and his arm was beginning to hurt now that Johnny was downward dogging it in the living room.

“I look so stupid!” Johnny groaned, his shirt becoming victim to gravity and falling over his face to shut him up. Everyone wanted to laugh, but none more than Jaehyun who was just doing it for shits and giggles now.

“You always look stupid. What the hell is new?” Y/n snorted, forgetting they were playing twister for a second until Jaehyun snapped to get her attention.

“Left hand on red” Jaehyun said, his eyes narrowing and a smirk crossing his face. He looked evil, luckily y/n didn’t see him since she was too busy turning gears in her head, “there’s a red under Ten”

There was indeed a red there, the other red being occupied by his right hand, the only one close enough was directly under his head and y/n felt her stomach burst into a million butterflies when she bent over and put her hand there. She was practically straddling him now, her other hand awkwardly hanging at his side as he blew air into her face playfully.

“Hey” he mumbled, his face reddening although he wasn’t sure if it was from her or the struggle of holding himself up for so long. Y/n was already having a hard time, she was in such an awkward position and being so close to Ten was making her shake anxiously.

“H-hi”

Their faces were so close together it hurt, y/n just wanted to give up honestly, but if she gave up now then she’d have to get up and that scared her more. Jaehyun spun the dial, noticing y/n and Ten staring at each other and a small smile on his face as he whispered to her, he just cleared his throat and said he was going to change the song really quick. Johnny shrieked from under his shirt, certain he’d suffocate to death and wishing he could see the mess Jaehyun was creating.

Y/n’s face turned cherry red when the next song came on, a song Ten used to play for her, the both of them strangely affected by the song when it brought up memories of Ten dancing around their living room and y/n falling off the couch from laughing so hard. They had such beautiful and fond memories together they couldn’t even remember why things weren’t working out, y/n sighed as her arm began to hurt and her knees got wobbly.

“Remember that?” Ten asked, winking at y/n while Jaehyun returned with a smirk on his face. How could she forget? Making out on the living room floor with DPR Live as the soundtrack was a regular Friday evening for them, it was fun and they’d be lying if they said they didn’t miss that shit. Well y/n would be, Ten would do anything to be kissing her on their living room floor right now.

“My leg hurts” y/n groaned, turning her head to look for Jaehyun and regretting it when she got dizzy. She closed her eyes, hanging her head as she accidentally hit Ten in the chin.

“Are you okay? Where’s the spinner?” Ten asked, glancing at Jaehyun who was reaching under the couch.

“I don’t know. Does anyone see the spinner?” Jaehyun asked, a tremendous liar as he could very clearly see the spinner right by his hand.

“I can’t...where’s the stupid spinner?!” Y/n whined, really feeling like she could cry right then and there, her arm cramping up as Ten sighed. He already knew what was coming next, his stomach tightening when y/n landed on top of him, luckily it wasn’t anything he wasn’t used to. Y/n buried her face in his shoulder, not wanting to be there, embarrassment gripping every single part of her.

Ten touched her waist, her head snapping up as she stared at him, his hands on her something unexpected as hell. But now that they were in such a position, it was hard to stop staring at each other, it was so tempting being this close.

Jaehyun fist pumped as Johnny groaned and rolled over, moving his shirt out of his face while everyone kind of got on with their lives. Y/n and Ten were too busy staring, making everyone uncomfortable when the tension in the room got so thick. Jaehyun sat back to watch his creation, sipping on his cup of alcohol like a mad scientist, he was so smart he should do this for a living.

“I kind of missed you” Ten whispered, brushing y/n’s hair out of her face as she agonized over their current position. She didn’t want to get up, she couldn’t care less how many people were in the room, but were they even ready? Only one way to find out really.

“I kind of really missed you too” y/n laughed, his smile so precious as he bumped his forehead against hers.

“Are we getting back together or do I have to sleep on my cousins couch again? I miss my bed” Ten teased, his finger wrapping around her hair as y/n narrowed her eyes.

“Only your bed? What about-“

“You? Yeah I guess I miss you too, everything about you, you and my bed. You in my bed? Does that work?” Ten asked, his eyebrows raising, y/n groaned when all she wanted to do was roll her eyes and kiss him.

“Our bed”

“Mmhm” he mumbled, his lips brushing against hers lazily before y/n deepened the kiss. Jaehyun let them make out for a whopping ten seconds before he stood up and clapped his hands once.

“You guys are disgusting! Take that to the bedroom! I thought you were on a break!”

[leaveharmony]

** this got mad towards the end and it wasn't a targeted sort of mad at anyone in particular so much as a tired & probably-stemming-from-always-having-thing-I-enjoy-and-the-way-I-engage-with-it belittled sort of mad.  And as my father has always taught me, having or expressing emotions is shameful and wrong, so sorry.

Idk I think it's like....harder for me to cast judgement RE: ~cheating scandals~ or w/e because it goes back to it all being completely theoretical to me. No one's ever, face to face, at any time in any way expressed any kind of romantic interest in me whatsoever, I've never been in a relationship of any kind.  It hasn't come up, and that's fine.  Whether this is a case of you cannot miss what you've never had or whether I'm just like....a broken empty vessel for whom the yearning for human contact has gone beyond recall or desire, I dunno, and it doesn't concern me.  This isn't a pity me statement or an uwu secret crush notice me statement, I literally don't care at this point and tbh can't remember ever having done so.

Probably my oldest friend at this point, she....like as long as I've known her she's dated married men almost exclusively (and this started when we were both in highschool, when she was screwing around w/ her married english teacher - something I now understand was shocking predatory behaviour and probably statutory rape besides, but she does not acknowledge it as such so bring it up isn't my place).  She's been seeing the current one for at least three years now, I think, and he's married.  It's certainly an uncomfortable thing, and god knows I don't believe he could possibly think much of her or his wife if he's been doing this for so long and never once manned up and been honest or seriously considered ending his marriage.  But it's her life and we don't talk much anymore anyway, so I've never felt like it was my job or my place to be her therapist RE: holy shit what the fuck is wrong with you why do you do this to yourself and how could you do this to someone else?

Like full disclosure she started ‘seeing’ that english teacher when we were sort of puppy love internet-together (another long story but she wanted to or at least said she did and I sorta went along with it cos I didn't want to hurt her feelings...which of course, then it certainly seemed v. much like she didn't have many of, considering within a week she was having it off w/ someone else...again, this was a detached ‘Oh’ kind of moment, not really connected to any real hurt as she had instigated this and I hadn't really felt anything myself...it was upsetting in a sort of, ‘so this is what people do when they tell you they love you, that is disappointing but I guess life is not fiction’ kind of way but not in a ‘how could you, I love you’ kind of way.  As a first/only experience it could have gone better tbh, but it certainly gave me the right level of expectation afa being used & discarded when someone more convenient came along).

It's possible that most of the people I have ever known have just been fundamentally really bad at relationships and so I just sort of assume this is a normal thing; my father is an abusive shitbag and we're inescapably trapped with him, grandpa was a sort of...disinterested stick in the mud with a frightening temper for whom my grandmother gave up all her interests in sports and the outdoors because he did not share them.  Wabs never married, Tosh told me like she was expecting a pat on the back and a medal that she'd been faithful to her husband as he died of cancer 'even though she  ‘didn't have to be.’  And my instinctive reaction wasn't GOOD FOR YOU so much as it was “....what?!” but again...I didn't speak, because what the fuck do I know?  Maybe ppl run off and start seeing other ppl as soon as their partners get so much as a headcold all the time.

Ppl just sorta get abused and trampled and left and cheated on and discarded, or they do the same to others, and it just looks like a hell of a mess I'm well out of, tbh.  Which I guess is another reason...unless somebody's getting beat or otherwise abused, I feel like it's none of my business.  So honestly, “Tana slept around when he was single and one day some chick he canoodled with for like two months stabbed him for it” is filed under “Yeah that'll happen, thank god he didn't die” rather than “Hahahahaha karma amiright he totes deserved it, domestic abuse and attempted murder are hilarious when they’re directed at men who’re full of themselves!”

Nobody needs to tell me to have low fuckin' expectations for men, ok, I live under the boot of one of their idiot kings.  Tell me Tana fatshames his family for eating, tell me he gaslights them or acts like when they’re hurt or injured they’re making it up to personally inconvenience him, tell me they have to rigidly control their emotions around him to avoid setting off his violent temper, and ok.  Tell me he's a bigot, tell me he hits his family, tell me he hates women, tell me he's a rapist, ok.  But like...’he had a lot of sex and probably hurt people's feelings’ is not really high on my list of cardinal offenses b/c as far as I can tell, that's fucking everyone.  It isn't like he still does, it isn't like he's not tried to put it behind him and grow from it and be better.  It's practically his motto.   Why is ‘I acted in a shitty way but I'm trying to atone and I still look back and feel guilty about it’ only an admirable, affirming  thing to aspire to when it's a tumblr post & not when a guy is straight up saying it?  Which he has, on multiple occasions.  Can't change the past, can only try to learn from it.

At.  Least.  He.  Fucking.  Tries.

When has redneck george ever walked back his comments about gay ppl or his Islamophobia, when has Lesnar?  Beyond a token apology and chasing it w/ a dozen I'M NOT A RACIST THO interviews when has Hogan really acknowledged the depths of how he fucked up?  When did Warrior apologize for his vile bigotry, where's Elgin sincerely regretting being a fucking piece of shit dragging a rape victim's name through the mud?  Jericho's response to ‘hey maybe you shouldn't be advertising your cruise by saying there will be loads of bikini-clad women there available for you to ogle’ was essentially ‘are you triggered, bro, y so srys?’ and at no point did he objections seriously.  Orton never so much as thinks for two seconds before condemning BLM protesters or footballers who take the knee, AND he voted for Trump, but other than hollowly chanting that he's not a racist while blatantly doing things that are racist, silence.  Honma beat his girlfriend, Snuka murdered his partner, Austin smacked Debra around, Angle got stoned out of his mind and broke into his ex's apartment, X-Pac hit Chyna, exactly how often do they refer back to what happened, when did they apologize or express regret or even acknowledge any of it?  I mean I guess Benoit can't, what with the fucking suicide after he bashed in Nancy's skull and murdered his son.

Ppl have different things they can tolerate and forgive, is I guess my point, or at least one of them.  Which is fine!  I mean...I'd sure fucking side-eye anybody who writes any of the above a pass, but, I guess everybody's stories and reasons are different.

I like Tana.  I'm a fan of his.  Ok?  Like it probably sounds like I think he's a flawless angel crowned with light b/c compared to my fucking father, he IS.  It doesn't mean I'm being willfully blind to mistakes he's made or that I'm absolving him of every sin he's ever committed.  I think he's a good person and it's heartening and encouraging that he's in the world and if saying so without adding 18 asterisks about past behaviour and an disclaimer acknowledging all men as shit and all people as inherently flawed makes me a gullible childish ~fangirl~ than ok, I guess I am.  Everybody knows my tags for wrestling/wrestlers, which are there as much as a courtesy to anybody who needs to blacklist as they are a filing system for me (that’s why there’s a catch-all!  For ppl I haven’t thought up tags for yet or don’t intend to!), and tumblr savior is right there if me being silly about my favs in my own space bothers everybody so fucking much, god knows it wouldn't be the first time I set somebody cringing and they had to tune me out before they quietly dropped my ass like a particularly stupid puppy on a country road.  That I am a sloppy fawning emotional mess of untreated neurosis who hyperfixates on things & people who make me feel halfway hopeful for entire minutes at a time & gets stupidly overexcited about stuff isn't new information to me, so if you can't deal with that then... Well...sorry, honestly.  Like sincerely.  I know how I am and I try not to be but I can't help it sometimes when I like something.  Don't feel bad about leaving if you don't want to deal with it, cos I get it, honestly.  Have exactly zero (0) guilt feelings about it.  I’m a fundamentally repulsive creature, ppl have hard limits on how long they can put up with me, and so it has always been, and so it goes.

[janthony-oneshots]

Code Blizzard

New York isn't always the greatest place to live. Jasmine and Anthony don't live in an area with particularly high crime rates, but it still exists and anything could happen. Sometimes while walking out on the streets you just see someone that looks very suspicious and you might become uncomfortable. That's why Jasmine and Anthony came up with a code word for when they're out together and want to go home for any variety of reasons: if one of them is scared or uncomfortable, if they think something weird is going on, or even if they just want to go home to play with their dog, Nala, and eat brownies.

Anthony

Jasmine and I were out at a club. We don't go out to clubs often, but today we decided it would be fun. It's a cold, snowy day in January and we both drank a fair amount of alcohol to warm us up.

After hanging out on the dance floor for a while, we decided to retire to the bar. Since we had already had quite a bit of alcohol earlier in the night, we drank water this time, hoping to sober up a bit before going home.

With drinking a lot of water, came the need to use the bathroom.

Jasmine went alone, which I wasn't particularly pleased about, but she insisted she would be fine--besides, it's not like I could go in the bathroom with her, anyway.

While Jasmine was in the bathroom, I stayed sat at the bar, drinking water and looking around at all the drunk people dancing stupidly. God, I hope I wasn't dancing like them!

I shook my head, smiling slightly and turned back towards the bar, intending to ask for some more water.

While I waited for my water, I noticed a group of girls sitting at the opposite end of the bar. That wouldn't normally strike me as odd, but there were at least seven of them--varying ages from about 23 to 30, it looked like--and they were all whispering and clearly staring at me. I was the only person sitting over here and there wasn't anybody behind me....

I gulped when two of them started to make their way over to me, smiling. I'm not sure what it is, but there was definitely something off about their smiles.... It made me uncomfortable. Luckily, Jasmine chose that moment to return to me!

"Hey, Jazzy!" I said, standing up, perhaps a bit too quick. "I saw something about a blizzard warning, so I think we should go home."

I noticed Jasmine looking at me worriedly, but she nodded and slipped her coat on. We held hands as we walked out of the club. I spared a last glance at the group of girls and saw them all stop whispering to stare at me.

"What's wrong?" Jasmine asked, when we got outside. I instantly felt so much better, if a little colder. The air in there felt way too heavy for my liking.

"I noticed some girls in there whispering and staring at me," I admitted. "It's probably nothing, but it made me uncomfortable and I want to go home."

Jasmine frowned and cupped my cheek, pulling my face down to touch her lips to mine. I smiled into the kiss and took my girlfriend's hand as we started making our way home.

Jasmine

"Jazzy, where's my--"

I walked out of the bathroom to see Anthony without a shirt on, looking through the dresser.

"Never mind," he chuckled, looking up at me. He grabbed a random shirt and slipped it on. "You look better in that shirt than I do, anyway." Anthony walked over to me and kissed me. I smirked against his lips and lightly smacked his ass.

"Ready to take Nala for a walk?"

"Hold on--I'm going to get some toys, water, and snacks so we can hang out at the park for a while." Anthony grabbed his backpack and walked into the kitchen with Nala circling his feet like a cat.

"That sounds nice," I smiled.

"Well, it's a nice day out and I want to spend time with my two favorite girls!" I smiled and leaned up on my toes to kiss my boyfriend's cheek.

I put Nala's harness and leash on her while Anthony finished getting his backpack ready. Finally, we were out the door and on our way to the park, Nala running ahead of us with her tongue hanging out of her mouth.

We did a full lap around the park before finally sitting down on a bench. Anthony took a little container out of his backpack and poured some water in it for Nala, putting it down on the ground for her.

Anthony let Nala drink her fill of water, then he took her leash off her and grabbed a ball he had brought with us.

"Nala! Want the ball? Want the ball?" Nala jumped up between his legs excitedly. "Go get it! Come on!" Anthony threw the ball a bit away and Nala ran after it. Anthony stood, getting ready to follow her, but turned to me first. "Coming?"

I shook my head. "I think I'm gonna stay here and watch you two," I smiled. I'm not exactly feeling up to running around right now, but I always love watching my boyfriend and dog play with each other. They're adorable.

I sat on the bench while I watched them, eating some cheez its. After a while, I noticed a large black van parked on the curb. Two equally large men stepped out, dressed in black suits and black sunglasses. They started walking around, talking to people of all ages in the park. What are they doing?

Anthony ran back to the bench with Nala, both of them smiling largely. He plopped down next to me and took his water bottle, draining nearly half of it.

I saw the men in black suits walking towards us, and for some reason, I felt panic rise up in my chest. They came closer and closer, but didn't stop at our bench.

"Hey, Anthony," I started. "Remember that really crazy blizzard from a few years ago?"

Anthony instantly shot up and glanced over at the men when he saw me staring at them.

"Yeah, it was pretty crazy," he agreed. "We got trapped inside for days! Hey, you ready to go home? I think Nala's tired."

"Yeah." I shoved everything into Anthony's backpack as quick as I could without looking suspicious while Anthony put Nala's leash back on her. We started walking home then, at a normal speed at first, but I started running when we were far enough from the park that those men wouldn't be able to see us. Anthony scooped up Nala and followed right behind me.

As soon as we got inside, I slammed the door shut and locked it, breathing heavy.

"Who were those guys?" Anthony asked, setting Nala down and releasing her from her harness.

"I don't know," I admitted. "I just felt like there was something weird about them...."

"Well, you're safe now. I'll protect you," Anthony promised, wrapping me up in a hug. I smiled and leaned into his chest.

Nala barked up at us, wagging her tail.

"Nala will protect you too! Won't you?" Anthony and I sat on the floor with our puppy to play with her.

"Of course she will," I smiled. "She's the best guard dog ever, aren't you?" I rubbed Nala's tummy when she rolled onto her back.

We played with Nala until she fell asleep between us, snoring softly. Wait...Nala doesn't snore.

I looked at my boyfriend to see he had fallen asleep against the wall. He was the source of the snoring! I laughed quietly as I took a video. This will be good blackmail material.

~

Jasmine and Anthony love having their code word. They don't use it often, but it's always good to have just incase.

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Hey look I posted something Disclaimer: I've never been to New York or any clubs so idk what goes on there, this is just what I assume does/could happen Also: Thank you to my best friend @taylorlabar99 for helping me come up with ideas for Jasmine's part, much obliged loser <3 (PS: I like the idea of the code word when you're with your significant other, so I advise you to do that because you never know when you might need to go home for some reason. I'd do this but I don't have a boyfriend because I don't socialize c: )