#they gave such brotherly/best friend vibes

[alora-mae]

when I was still actively worshipping Hermes and Apollon (a good few years ago now), they would always make an appearance together & it was one of the most heartwarming things I’ve ever experienced during my years as a pagan. the vibes were always so beautiful, and warm, and fun. with them, it felt like everything was going to be not just okay but actually wonderful. 🧡

[rynfiles]

love island — aot edition !

✎ᝰ — aot boys on love island

★ — eren, connie, reiner, jean x reader

★ — genre + warnings: fluff + boys being boys, casa amor, connie and reiner are the REAL lover boys and no one can change my mind !!!

★ — a/n: i have a bat boys version on my other blog :)

꒰ EREN JAEGER ꒱

ꔛ everyone’s favorite pretty boy or highkey most hated in america, no in between. I feel like he’ll be either very miguel codex or slightly rob coded, aka either open asf or an “onion”

ꔛ he was quite friendly and engaged himself with everyone, platonically or romantically. he gave like a brotherly vibe or “best friend’s brother” vibe

ꔛ butttt I will say that eren was a bombshell that EVERY girl was swooning for and loved all the attention that he got. he was being indecisive on which girl he’d couple with cause he really wanted to get to know everyone

ꔛ a lot of people in america either disliked the way eren moved in the villa or understood where he was coming from. he honestly has tried multiple connections but it seems like none can click in a way that he wanted, no matter how much he tried :/

ꔛ as days and couplings pass, eren decides on the person that was for him, another new bombshell that everyone loved as well. your aura was radiating soft colors, friendly, kind, and a safe space for eren. ever since then, eren has been nothing but smiles, laughs, and always exuding soft love towards his couple

ꔛ with you, he felt like he could see himself in the end, make your relationship official, and show you off. he’s always smiling after you guy’s chats, talking about the outside world and expressing how much he adores you, slight flirting here and there but that’s typical eren

ꔛ every time you guys recoupled, eren’s speeches were short and sweet. some of them weren’t his best but it was still cute how he tries to express himself for you

ꔛ neowwww casa amor, I fear all his respect flew out the window and he just did his own thing. did he think about his couple from time to time? sort of….but he did excuse himself by saying he was testing yall connection (typical male behavior). though, during the casa recoupling he felt his heart drop when he came back with another girl and saw you standing all by themselves, dolled up and waiting with open arms. just to be embarrassed by this man and the girl who stole all his attention

ꔛ for days, he would try to win you back but he started feeling like there was no going back after casa. he made breakfast, wrote cute notes, talk to your friends, any and everything he tried all he can to win them back. in the end, he accepted his actions, the feelings he hurt, and broke it off with the girl he brought back. even after that, he kept up with the little actions to show how sorry he is and slowly won his way into america’s heart :)

ꔛ in the end, eren got eliminated before the final 4. he wasn’t mad at it, sulked a bit cause he’ll miss his friends and all the amazing people he met but he does understand why he didn’t make it to the end. also gave himself time to enjoy you in the real world and potentially become a real couple

꒰ CONNIE SPRINGER ꒱

ꔛ oh connie, the lover everyone wants in their lives. he’s so kordell coded, it’s actually sick just thinking about it; he’s charming, sweet, patient, and funny asf. he was america’s favorite boy and you can tell he definitely didn’t mind the attention

ꔛ I would say he’s an og and got along well with everyone, however didn’t really have a connection. he was in a couple but that didn’t necessarily work out and it kinda broke him, he thought he was gonna be eliminated and don’t experience the love he deserves :/

ꔛ but God bless, you came in as a bombshell and stole that boy’s heart quickly. the boys teased him about how they can practically see heart eyes in connie’s eyes as you entered, but can you blame him? you were stunning, your outfit fitted you well, and your beauty made his pound, he thought he could it for a second

ꔛ ever since you entered, he was all over you and pulling you into multiple chats. he really wanted to get to know you and beg that there could be something between the two of you and there was! it wasn’t there initially but as time passed, you felt giddy when you saw him :)

ꔛ throughout your time with him, he would rave on about how much he adores you, compliment your appearance and personality, doing everything in his willpower to show how much he genuinely likes you. he didn’t force himself on you, he gave you enough space and let you figure out where you stand with him

ꔛ the first time, y’all coupled together, oh that boy was grinning ear to earrrrrr. your speech wowed him and made him fall for you even more. as he approached you, and spun you around, he just can’t get over you he can’t help it. it feels like bright colors and giddiness as he was around you

ꔛ oh casa amor was his BIGGEST villain. he contemplated on staying but the boys convinced him that this will be like a mini vacation from the villa, trust them!! oh how he wish he didn’t listen…

ꔛ casa was fun and he did enjoy the girls that he met, he kept his distance as well and tried to respect himself for those three days. however this one girl was just temptation in a bikini; batting her eyes, touching him in all the right places, knowing exactly what to say to win cornelius over and I fear it worked….

ꔛ one kiss outside challenges and connie became allured by this girl. his hands on her body, enjoyed being sweet talk by her, being clouded by everything she says and does. well, ‘til the morning after, he wakes up and realizes how great of a mess he made for himself. he kissed another girl which lead him into a slight panic cause he won’t know how you’ll handle the news; his heart dropped to his ass when he realized how much he disrespected you

ꔛ the recoupling after casa wasn’t the prettiest, even when he didn’t walk in with ole girl. he did enough in casa and bringing that girl back would’ve done more collateral damage. however, when he received news that you knew what happened, he knew he couldn’t recover from it. he became apologetic as you stood there with an emotion that was anything but excited or happy to see him

ꔛ he spent, and I mean DAYSSSSS, winning you back. he would try what eren did and he went above and beyond to win you back. cooking you breakfast, apologizing daily, write notes, pull you for a chat and try to explain himself, tell you how much he missed you during casa, and try to convince you how sorry he was. it hurts him extremely that you’re upset with him instead of joking and smiling with him like you guys used to, and he was even more hurt when he found out how much you cried while casa and after casa

ꔛ america screamed at you to please take him back cause he’s trying to prove himself that he does like you and didn’t wanna hurt you like he did. y/n pleaseeeee take him back, he’s been silently sobbing in his bed for four days cause he missed you :(

ꔛ the recoupling where you did forgive him, oh he almost lost it (in a good way). he almost cried when you chose him cause he misses your presence, your chats, your beauty, everything about you and no one could have replaced that for him. he didn’t want any chance to ruin what y’all built AGAIN, no matter how tempting

ꔛ connie made it to the final four and won WOOOOOO!!! america already loved him but the dedication and his authenticity to win you back made the perfect love story to win america over. I mean who doesn’t love male groveling ;) ?

꒰ REINER BRAUN ꒱

ꔛ THE BIG, SOFT BLONDIE <33333. he’s kind, sweet, a great helper, extremely understanding, and always there for others. he grew such great bonds with everyone and everyone in the villa loved him from day one

ꔛ an og in the villa that seems to be the most favorited but can you blame them? plus, he wears his heart on his sleeve and isn’t afraid to express himself with every person he’s interested in. he enjoyed his chats with everyone but he enjoyed yours the most, you bring this sort of energy that reiner can’t point out but adores it so well

ꔛ he instantly clicked with you from day one and expressed how much he’s interested in getting to know you. ever since then, you guys were joint at the hip and barely leaving each other’s side, and everyone in the villa always comment how much you two complement each other as you’re together

ꔛ he held your hand during your chats, let you lay on him, give you his full attention, giving you everything you need to know how much he’s invested in you. small compliments, breakfast with your fave drink, made you fruit bowls for snacks, given massages here and there, gave you small kisses, the list can go on how much reiner did for you

ꔛ every time the guys joked about how down bad reiner is, he just took it and agreed. he doesn’t mind being mister romantic for his couple, even after bombshells would pull him for dates and/or chats. he always found himself running back to you <3

ꔛ america’s lover boy and they couldn’t hate him one bit and the amount of fangirls he got? oh goodness, now everyone wants a reiner in their life

ꔛ oh reiner hated casa amor, he liked that he let himself experience it but one kiss outside challenges made you realize how much he missed you. he missed being your arms, he missed your smile, he missed your presence that brought him an immense amount of comfort and happiness. he could barely bare being without you

ꔛ thankfully, all the casa girls gave up and stopped trying to go after him from how much he sulked about missing you

ꔛ after casa was a bit….off. reiner was a bit anxious to tell you that he kissed someone and was scared that you were gonna leave him, he couldn’t let that happen! he worked up the courage to tell you and was ready to accept any sort of punishment that could come, including being apologetic until he was back on your good graces

ꔛ you and reiner ended up either being runners up or the winners! america couldn’t get enough of this big softie who had so much admiration and respect for his couple. he didn’t mind the results, he was just ready to get out the villa and make everything official with you <3

꒰ JEAN KIRSTEIN ꒱

ꔛ at first, america wasn’t really a fan of jean, just like with eren. came off a bit conceited but that ddin’t stop anyone to explore jean and they very much didn’t regret it

ꔛ I would say jean is also an og who quickly hit it off with the guys. some of the girls, not as quick or not as close as he wished to be. there was one person whom he wished he hit it off but it just couldn’t click for a period of time (you)

ꔛ it kinda hurt jean a bit that you guys didn’t get along romantically but it didn’t stop him from wanting to explore you with every chance he got. he’d pull you for chats, do small, romantic gestures, anything to get you

ꔛ even as he was coupled up, he made it clear that he was still open until the recoupling where the boys chose. oh jean was elated to be ready to pick you, his speech was so pretty and emphasized his growing crush on you

ꔛ as episodes passed on, they realized how much of a sweetheart jean is. his recoupling speeches were always thought out and held nothing back. he also made it a habit to kiss your cheek every time you guys recoupled

ꔛ there was a time where a bombshell stole jean and he did explore her. however, that was short filled and fizzled into just friends, mans was just too stuck on you

ꔛ mannnn, casa amor, oh casa amor. he didn’t mind going to casa, as he approached it with the mindset that he was just testing yall relationship, right? wrong! those three days lead to jean explore in a way that even he didn’t expect out of him. it’s not that he didn’t care about his couple but he sure tricked himself into that he was testing himself and boy did he fail!!!

ꔛ to make things worse than he already is, he brought a girl back like wtf. as you stood there, looking stunning waiting for jean, he brings in a girl and your heart shattered. you thought he genuinely liked you but now it seems to be a different reality of who jean is

ꔛ jean didn’t explain himself, he tried to but every excuse had himself look lousy. he gave up and couldn’t even look in you the eyes. a tear trickled down on his face as he realized the the damage he has done

ꔛ time after casa, he would give you space but still pull you to tell you how sorry he is. at times, he would ditch his chosen casa girl to apologize and show how sorry he is. additionally, he was quick to cut things off with the girl which didn’t end well…

ꔛ you would question if he was being genuine and did he ever think about you during casa. he said he did and he completely regrets casa for even existing. he spent days upon days to show remorse for what he has done. he didn’t need to and shouldn’t have tested yall connection just to prove something to himself, and he knew that

ꔛ he started to lose faith that he might lose you forever, around the villa sulking and being lowly. even as the boys encouraged him, he couldn’t bear to accept their advice and would instead go to your friends to figure out what to do

ꔛ you did take him back after one night where yall sat in soul ties and he explained how heavy his heart felt from potentially losing you, sighs coming out when he saw that your doesn’t light up when you see him, or how you would dump him and be with another man. it was a hefty speech that that included extreme emotions, ‘I miss you’, ‘please take me back’, lengthy explanations on why you’re the one he wants and not the other girl, how he would change for himself and you. he’s saying anything so you could take him back and thankfully it worked in his favor

ꔛ in the end, jean ended up in third place :). he enjoyed his time in the villa and felt like he came out as better person, to himself and to you. after the villa, you guys continued to grow what you had and became official in the way of a beautiful picnic and a heartfelt love letter

𖥻 I miss writing for aot BADDDDDDD. like yall don’t understand how much I miss writing for my babies 😣

𖥻 here’s how I see it. connie is kordell, reiner is kenny but white, and eren is miguel. change my mind !!

𖥻 I wanted to make connie and reiner’s longer but had to stop myself 🧍🏽‍♀️. blame champagne coast by blood orange

𖥻 bye babes, drink your water and I love you MWAH 💕

𝐕𝐎𝐓𝐏 💗: ephesians 3:20-21. glory to be God, I love Him so much

© 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟦 𝗋𝗒𝗇𝖿𝗂𝗅𝖾𝗌. 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖾𝖽

[stars-of-kyber]

Heir and Spare

Heya friends!

Here's a little brotherly cuteness to sweeten everyone's Monday.

Millions of thanks to @harnitbee who is my beta and my bestie who stands me while I write and to @mimix007 who did the vibe check and gave me some ideas, you two are the best.

It's purely family fluff.

Enjoy!

Lots of love,

Cee

[titlemewickedwonderland]

Love Your Enemy (Dewdrop Ghoul x Male!Ghoul!Reader)

Summary: No one hated Papa's little fire ghoul more then Y/n - a newly summoned ghoul that struggled to find his place in Papa's pack. No one understands why the two ghouls hate each other so much until it comes to light their past - perhaps an intervention is needed.

Fandom: The Ghost Band (Swedish Band)

Pairing: Dewdrop Ghoul x Male!Ghoul!Reader

Triggers: Cursing, slight violence, sexual tension/dirty talk, and well Dew...Dew's his own warning label.

Auth. Note: The portrayal of Ghouls and Papa is from a fandom base and imagination alone; the personas of the band do not have anything to do with the real people behind the masks. I am a fan of their music and respect their privacy so their stage persona is separate from the real-life individuals in my works.

Workshop!

The perks of being Papa's ghoul were the accommodations and respect one got. The ability to be part of something bigger, do things you love, and at the same time find a place within a pack to form an unbreakable bond with each other. It certainly bet Hell by a long shot. Still, every coin is double-sided, and even with the good, there was always that bad side - such as how Y/n was struggling to fit into his new pack. Being a newly summoned Ghoul for Papa Emeritus the 3rd he still had things to learn. Struggling with being topside was always the worst - it had been forever since he'd been summoned by someone besides selfish little teenagers. He didn't have the best rep when it came to being summoned so when he'd crawled from the summoning circle he feared he'd see another eager but terrified face girl at a slumber party or some shit. Instead, he had been greeted by a man wearing skull paint and funny-looking pope robes alongside a few figures clad in black attire and wearing silver masks.

Y/n was a ghoul - he could sense those of his own kind right off the bat and he didn't like it. Fuck it actually had terrified him more than the teenagers. He'd even asked if he'd been thrown into another circle of hell or some shit. But no, Y/n had been topside, and after his contract had been confirmed with 'Papa' he had been carefully whisked away by the other ghouls. He would have liked his stay better if he hadn't realized a little too late who all the ghouls were. Not that it was bad. Quintessence ghoul named Aether was the most welcoming and Y/n felt at ease immediately with him as soon as they were locked behind the walls of the ghoul's quarters. Then there was the multi-ghoul Swiss who's personality was a bit flirty but he gave off a best friend vibe that Y/n digged - he imagined they'd be hanging out a lot together. There was an Earth Ghoul named Mountain who barely spoke but had a calm and kind aura. A Water ghoul named Rain was soft-spoken and a bit shy. Despite being older than Y/n he gave off the vibe that Y/n would probably do almost anything for him. The Ghoulettes were away and he couldn't meet them just then but it was the Fire ghoul of the pack that made Y/n's hair raise on his arms and make his tail twitch uncontrollably. He knew that fucking stance and those eyes even behind the silver mask. He knew his scent before he'd ever fully registered who was standing in front of him. And Y/n knew he was fucked.

It took months for him to get comfortable with the new routine. His own traumas made it hard to connect with people but at least he had music and his pack mates that were patient with him. Except when it came to Dewdrop. The pair were at it every chance they got - their presence announcing each other through hisses and low rumbling growls. No one understood why they were on edge with each other. During practice on stage, Dew would make a show of crowding Y/n as if showing a sign of dominance but Y/n would only return the favor with a headbutt that to anyone else would have looked almost brotherly or affectionate but in fact, made Dew's head vibrate with the force through his mask like two goats locking horns. It got so bad that Rain often had to take Y/n away from the fire ghoul to calm down him while Swiss and Aether distracted the firecracker.

Today was of no difference as Y/n effortlessly ducked as a cup went soaring over his head to smash into glass shards on the kitchen floor. "Fuck you swing like a girl." Y/n snorted with a feral grin behind his mask as he placed the kitchen island between him and the pissed fire ghoul.

"Oh look I think I actually see flames coming out of your mouth there, Dewdrop! And here I was thinking you were just a imp." this caused Dew to snarl and launch himself across the island but before Y/n could meet him across to deck him an arm wrapped around his middle yanking him back just as another grabbed Dew's tail to jerk him backward.

"For fucks sake, it's only 7 in the morning! What's this about now?!" Aether's tired voice growled as he got a struggling Dew into a headlock.

"Fucker ate my last yogurt." Dew spat gripping with claws at his packmate's forearm.

"Yogurt?" Swiss snorted from behind Y/n as he idly rested his chin on top of the smaller ghoul's head. "You're fighting over a fucking tub of yogurt Dew? Really?"

Y/n smirked leaning back into his bandmate and stuck his tongue out at the other who only struggled against Aether's hold like a wet cat ready to claw someone's eyes out.

"Okay, that's enough! What the fuck is this all about?!" Aether boomed shoving Dew down to pin him like a thrashing bull. "You've been at this since the moment Y/n was summoned! It's been months!" he huffed just as Rain and Mountain came in seemingly woken up from the shouting and commotion from the kitchen.

"What's going on?" Rain asked blinking sleepily

"Y/n and Dew are at it again." Swiss huffed taking a playful chunk of Y/n's pointed ear like a nip of disapproval but the action was caught by Dew and the fire ghoul snarled.

"Fucking hell Aether get off!"

"Not until you tell us what the hell is going on! this is ridiculous, you're packmates now!"

"I don't claim that....thing." Dew sneered at Y/n and the latter flashed a cheeky smile in return

"Alright, that's it." Mountain rumbled in frustration as he walked over and grabbed Dew by his scruff as if he weight nothing and then hauled Y/n over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes before stalking out of the room with the others trailing behind curiously.

The large ghoul went down to the basement of the Ghoul's chambers were usually their equipment was kept when not in their rooms - a place where they usually just hung out watching movies and playing games together. It was isolated and a large circular room with one door that led in and out. The Earth ghoul dropped the pair onto the carpeted floor before pointing a finger at them in warning.

"You will not leave this room until you sort out your problems!"

"You're locking us in a room together? That's not the smartest choice big guy." Y/n crossed his arms looking away from Dew

Mountain stalked forward until he was looming over the smaller male causing the other to look up but shrink at the look on his face. Mountain hardly ever got mad but that look in his eyes right then made him want to get on his knees and beg for forgiveness. He swallowed thickly as he forced down a whine as the other reached up a hand to tip his chin up to look at his eyes.

"You will stay in this room until I see fit that you won't kill each other outside of these walls. Fuck it out, fight it out, I don't give a rats ass but you two are not leaving this room until you are not at each other's throats anymore. Fix whatever shit this is, okay honey?"

Y/n nodded dumbly and watched as the others silently filed out - the sound of the door locking from the outside was loud in the quiet space but neither he nor Dew moved for the longest time until Dew got agitated and shifted further into the room.

"Out of all the fucking ghouls to summon Papa had to summon you didn't he?"

Y/n's head snapped over towards him and his lip curled. "What the fuck is that supposed to mean? It's not like I wanted to be summoned, asshole!"

"You took the contract. He would have easily sent you back if you didn't want to join us, dipshit." Dew fired back and Y/n's mouth clamped shut with a click.

It was true, he could have said no to the contract and Papa would have sent him back. But the truth was, Hell was far worse than what his life top side was right now; it wasn't a place he wanted to remember or go back to anytime soon. Sighing Y/n made his way to the couch and sunk down into the cushion staring up at the ceiling with dull eyes.

"Was it really that bad?" Dew finally spoke up and Y/n could feel the burn of his stare on his face.

The ghoul snorted and lowered his gaze to meet the familiar color of Dew's irises he actually once fell for. He shrugged and licked his lips thoughtfully. "Fucking sucked ass, dude....especially after you left."

A heavy silence fell in the room and Dew shifted on the couch he sat on until he was near Y/n. "I didn't want to leave you there alone, Y/n..."

"But you did. You chose your freedom over your mate...and I supposed I shouldn't have blamed you as much as I did all those years. If I had been given the choice...I probably would have taken my freedom too."

Dewdrop's face twisted slightly and Y/n was reminded as he scanned the familiar features why he'd fallen for the spitfire in the first place. He had been so beautiful when they first met - feral and wild like the flames of hell themselves. He was still so beautiful now but there was more ease about him after being on top side for so long. The fire was there still sure...but it wasn't as if either of them were a mindless demon anymore. Still, fuck had it hurt when Dewdrop left Hell to stay in the real world.

"So, you uh...found yourself a family up here then that kept you tethered huh? I mean....I get it. They're great. I probably wouldn't have the heart to leave them either. Or Papa. That eccentric doofus." Y/n's lip curled slightly in an attempt at a friendly smile but Dew's intense stare made it drop.

"I didn't take another mate...Y/n..."

"And what if I did?" Y/n's challenge caused that perfect jawline he remembered nipping at clench as Dew launched himself at the other.

Strong thighs bracketed Y/n's frame as Dew gripped the back of the sofa to lean closer; his nose almost touching Y/n's as their eyes stared at each other. A snarl flashed his white fangs and a long-fingered hand slid up the column of ashen flesh to grip his jaw.

"Then I will have Papa summon that motherfucker, I will force you down until you're gagging on my dick and after I blow my load down your throat I'm going to fuck you in front of them." he snarled lowly feeling the way Y/n's throat constricted in a hard swallow and getting lost in the colors of his irises.

"A-and if that's not what I want?" Y/n panted out against Dew's lips that hovered above his.

"Oh baby boy...you won't have a fucking choice. You're mine. I had you first. my mark...." The guitarist's fingers tugged down the shirt collar to stare at the patch of skin between shoulder and neck before a curse escaped him.

"Fuck~ You still have my mark..."

Y/n whined and arched up into the ghoul straddling him; gripping his slender waist to pull him closer. "Of course I still have it. I'm a demon with morals, you asshole... You honestly think I found dick better than yours?" he let out a shaky laugh but Dew merely pressed his lips to the fading scarred mark on his skin making another whimper escape Y/n lips.

"Dew....Please..."

"Fucking hell, firebug." Dew's fingers sank into the soft hair and yanked Y/n's head back until his mouth parted in a gasp which he took full control of.

Dewdrop's tongue slipped into his mouth to tangle with his mate's and he groaned at the familiar taste of him; pressing down until Y/n felt nothing but the fire ghoul above him. When lungs screamed they parted for air - a string of saliva connecting their panting breaths.

"Fuck all that shit...turn around I'm about to fuck you until you can't remember anything but my name and after that I'm renewing that bloody mark - your mine Y/n!"

~

Rain tapped his foot on the step as he chewed on his fingernail glancing at the others in the stairway. He cleared his throat before speaking his voice at a little higher pitch than usual.

"Did anybody know about...." he trailed off. " I mean should we..."

Swiss bit his lip as he looked towards the locked door when another cry of pleasure sounded from behind it between the snarls. The scent of sex and arousal seeping from beneath the door caused his pants to tighten a bit.

"Know that our Dewdrop had a mate all this time in hell that he abandoned? Fuck no."

"A-ah." Rain nodded and looked helplessly at Mountain who merely shrugged and bent down to pick Rain up bridal style.

"Come on Raindrop." he walked up the stairs leaving Aether and Swiss staring at each other.

"Fuck it!" Aether threw Swiss over his shoulder and bolted up the stairs to his room with a giggling Swiss behind him.

Now it's safe to say the fights didn't end up with any more glass shattering during the mornings or shouting matches over the stupidest stuff. But the Sister who took care of their laundry sure did have to stop by a lot more often than usual.

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[deejadabbles]

I am here to stir the pots thots! After the delicious ideas that arose in this post (especially in the comments lol) I couldn't get this idea out of my head. @blueink-bluesoul I hope this is a fitting apology for adding to your WIPs 😜

(Implied) Hunter x reader x Hound

warnings for: highly suggestive themes (Minors DNI) jealous and possessive Hunter, predator/prey elements and vibes, scent kink, mentions of alcohol.

Hunter had never considered himself a possessive man.

Slow to trust? Sure. Protective of his loved ones? Absolutely. Overly protective of some? Well, he was too big of a man to wave off the notion without thought.

But possessive?

Hunter had never considered it, or jealously, for that matter. That is, until he met Hound. More specifically, until he saw the way you lit up around Hound.

You had spent the first year of the war on Coruscant, working closely with the Corrie Guard, until your skills landed you with the Bad Batch. It made sense that you had...old friends, that some of the boys in red and white had gotten your affection long before you even met Hunter and the others.

Logically, he knew that, but even still, Hunter couldn't deny the clench of anger that filled his chest when he saw you run at the ARF trooper with that adorable smile. And he certainly couldn't deny the growl that escaped him when said trooper scooped you up in his arms and held you tight.

He couldn't stay annoyed at the other man for long, though, especially not when Hound was so enthusiastic as he pulled Hunter into a brotherly hand shake when you introduced them. Still, with you squished between them in a booth at 79's, Hunter couldn't shake the nagging urge to pull you against him every time Hound rubbed your shoulder or nuzzled against your skin. Especially since you giggled every time he did it.

"You know, Hound, I think Hunter's the only trooper that may have your tracking skills beat."

That brought him out of his possessive musings, your praise like music to his ears. Hound did not seem bothered by your comment, if anything, the ARF trooper quirked a brow in interest.

"Oh yeah? That's high praise coming from you, cyare. That true, Sarge?"

Tech was always the best one at bragging (or, "stating fact" as he called it) but somehow, Hunter couldn't find it in himself to be humble right now.

"I'm the best tracker in the GAR," but, because he still had a nice side, he added, "I'm sure you've got some skills too, though."

That made Hound laugh, a bark of a thing, staying true to his name. "Oh, that almost sounded like a challenge, brother."

"Ooo," you smiled into your drink, eyes darting between the two of them, "now that's something I'd like to see."

Hunter flicked his eyes down to you, and he liked the way you squirmed a little under his half-lidded gaze. "Maybe we should test our skills against each other." He looked back up at Hound, who was wearing a mischievous, toothy grin.

"I'm in, how do you want to do this?" The way Hound looked down at you, much in the same way Hunter couldn't keep his eyes off you, gave the sergeant an idea.

"You wanna help us, mesh'la?" Hunter asked, making sure his tone was low, the tone that he new made your heart race.

Your throat clenched as you swallowed, "How would I do that?"

Hound made a knowing sound, his grin somehow getting wider. "I think he wants us to track you, sweetheart. Wants us hunt you across Coruscant."

Oh, Hunter could feel your reaction to that and if all this time around you in the tight quarters of the Marauder hadn't taught him a new level of self control, he might have given into the urge to slip his hand down your body right there.

Instead, Hunter said, "Catching you would be the best prize, after all."

Maker, if he could smell your excitement already, what state would you be in when they track you down and caught you like a scared doe?

"Al-" you had to clear your throat, "Alright, I'll be your little prize."

Hound sounded more like a cat when he purred, "That's the brave girl I remember. This is going to be fun."

Hunter scooted back in his seat, allowing you just enough room to squeeze past him and leave the booth. "We'll give you a head start, mesh'la. Don't make this easy on us."

If you were shocked at the abruptness of the command, you didn't let it show. Instead, you downed the last of your drink, made sure your perfect ass brushed against him as you climbed out of the booth, and scurried away at a fast pace.

Hunter could feel something primal stirring low in his stomach, and, sitting beside him, he knew Hound was feeling the same thing.

[neroushalvaus]

character: Snufkin

Nice! Thank youuu 🥰

My first impression: Would you believe it, I don't remember... I'll tell you that when I was a wee child and my mother read me those tiny notebook-like Moomin books that were handy to carry around, I used to call him "Usikatta".

My impression now: An excellent character through and through. He has never become my favourite, but I really enjoy his philosophy and interactions with others.

Favorite thing about that character: His response to authority, especially re: the children surrounded by the signs forbidding them of doing anything.

Least favorite thing: Can one find something about Snufkin to dislike? I guess if we were scraping the bottom of the problem barrell, he does sometimes act rather uncaring, but you know, he's just an introvert and he's valid.

Favorite line/scene: Once when one of my best friends went away for a long time, I gave him a card with Snufkin on it that said "One must first leave so one can return", so that's a simple but meaningful, to me. And I think there is something very interesting in Snufkin's line "One can't be completely free if one admires another person too much", it highlights Snufkins own priorities very well.

Favorite interaction that character has with another: His accidental child acquisition after freeing the forementioned children from the rule signs. And him giving a name to Teety-woo.

A character that I wish that character would interact with more: Moominmamma! I love the episode in the animated series when they go on an adventure together. Power team.

Another character from another fandom that reminds me of that character: Because of a prior question I have Määttä of The Unknown Soldier fame in my head, so I am going to go ahead and say Määttä. Quiet observers who are somewhat strange but who sometimes bring reader's/viewer's own perspective into the story.

A headcanon about that character: There's a mymble bun underneath that hat.

A song that reminds of that character: Okay okay here me out. Kulkuriveljeni Jan. Esp if you think it from the perspective of Moomintroll (sorry about connecting them to brotherly love, snufmin shippers, i swear i'm on your side). Something about you loving a person who wants to travel the world and you being unhappy while they're away, and you only being happy if they come home to stay, knowing it'll cost their happiness if they do stay. You know. Also, Länsituuli by Cumulus has Snufkin & Moomintroll vibes too. "Niin kuullaan ystävälleen monen kuiskaavan, kun syksy ikävän taas tuo."

An unpopular opinion about that character: I think it's unpopular that he was not my childhood crush. I only had eyes for the Water Nymph, I was a child and I thought it would be cool if she tried to drown me.

Favorite picture: I'm not very unique with this choice:

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send me a character and i'll answer some questions!

[peachjagiya]

i just watched a reaction video to tkk moments from 2023 and it was so interesting to see someone who doesn’t ship them and only sees them as close friends react to it. the girl said she didn’t realize at first that the video she chose to react to was a ship video but she just decided to keep watching it anyways from a friendship pov. like i don’t think the girl had any ill intent and wasn’t trying to disregard them being close. but it was interesting seeing her explain all of the moments as “broey”. she said something to the effect of “ik some ppl like to ship them romantically but i personally rlly just think they have a big brother/little brother/best friend vibe and i think they just got super close in 2023 bc their schedules were similar too”. which tbh their schedules did NOT align so idk where she got that from. ig bc they were seen out together so much she just assumed oh it’s bc they just had coincidentally aligning schedules when in reality, no, they just clearly made a priority of still spending time together even when they were both super busy.

the video she was reacting to broke down almost all of the taekook moments from 2023 and a lot of them i could kinda understand how some can just see as best friend love but then along came the kappa tshirts moment and she was like “oh i didn’t know this happened wow maybe that was a coincidence but if it was planned that shows how close friends they are ig”. LOL like to me since it was so obviously NOT a coincidence (how could it be? it’s such a niche/specific shirt to be wearing at the same time) i don’t get how ppl can see it as brotherly or best friend vibes…like it literally says “kappa sweetheart” in a heart and they’re wearing it at the same time when they’re apart, how is that possibly a friend thing ? and then also along came the moment where taehyung said jk sings “to find you” to him and it played the video of jk singing the song and tae singing along and she once again was just like “oh that’s cute, see how close friends they are”. and i rlly don’t get that ??? how is that even a little bit friendly, let alone jk singing that TO tae ??? like these two things are so clearly romantic to me and unless you’re someone who subscribes to the “taehyung is a liar and jk clout chaser” narrative then i don’t understand how singing a love song to ur supposed friend is not indicative of a romantic relationship ?

it was so interesting seeing someone who is clearly an ot7 just brush over some of these moments between tkk and have essentially nothing to say. like she just kind of stayed quiet during those two moments and didn’t say much other than “see they’re besties” and “they’ve always been like that”. bc to me HOW are these things friendly ? i understand skinship and affection is normal in sk but these two things cannot possibly be friendly…even the dream premiere she said gave her big brother and lost little brother vibes, which like okay SURE ig u could argue that in some way, but why would jk be THAT shy ? and the matching sweetheart tshirts and jk serenading tae w a love song completely unphased her (or she was sitting there in denial internally idk). like r these ot7s just SO opposed to the possibility of the boys being anything other than brothers and straight that even when u see some shit as obvious as THAT they just brush over it ??

i’m not saying everyone needs to hardcore believe in tkk but when ur presented w some of these moments i just don’t understand how it can be brushed off SO easily as brotherly/friendly. never in my life have i serenaded my friend w a LOVE song (or any song period lol) nor have i worn matching sweetheart tshirts on the same day when we are apart. sorry ik this got super long but her lack of reaction just kind of irked me.

here’s the link to the reaction vid if u wanna watch it:

https://youtu.be/1OwcLNNPKxU?si=UF_QSA-uSYdHCI9M

(the kappa sweetheart shirt reaction is at 20:17 and the “to find you” reaction is at 34:25)

There's times in that video where she looks like she's surprised by what she's seeing but doesn't say anything.

Other times it feels a little defensive to me. Like here's her thought and it's going to be bro behaviour regardless of what she's actually seeing.

I think it's fine if that's her reading of it. We all look at it through our own specific set of ideas and experiences.

I also don't want to be reductive about men being close and assuming that all men who hug and spend time together are secretly a couple. That feels like the kind of thing that reinforces toxic masculinity.

But the sharing of love songs spanning years and the way they talk to each other and look at each other just feels different.

Jimin and Hobi don't give me the same vibes, for example. And we know they're super close.

Thanks anon! 💜

[ell-arts]

Hey there! Hope you're doing well! :) I got a quick question! I was just curious as to what makes Cyli your favorite character in the show? Also who would you say would be your top 3 favorites? I love your 10th anniversary art btw! :D

Thank you so much!! Hope you're doing well too :D

I remember the first time I was introduced to pmatga from a friend somewhere in 2013, and that was via the first game. At that time, I took a liking to Cyli's design, but not so much her personality since it was rather lacklustre and toned down for the games, as was the case with many other characters. Back then, usually I wasn't drawn towards a colour palette that's semi-goth or pinkish in nature, but something about the combination of black and pink and its application to a circular being with pigtails looked rather cute and aesthetically endearing.

At some point during the game, I got stuck in a boss fight and so my friend and I googled on how to get pass it...

And that's literally how we found out that there was a show based on the game as well XD We immediately checked it out.

And that's where I started to like Cyli even more. She was given a lot more personality in the show compared to the games, and I felt that a booksmart, slightly tomboy-ish persona fit so well with her design. Since the show's animation and quality was so much more refined and polished than in the games, it gave all the characters a more appealing look, which in turn made Cyli more expressive and bold in a way that I felt was both endearing and enjoyable. I fell in love with her character from then on, and deeply wished that we could've seen more intricate development with her, same with the other characters.

So to sum it up, I really love her design and colour palette, and with the addition of an intelligent, brave, and warm-hearted personality, she just stood out to me as a character that stands out on her own. She can be gentle and supportive in ways that matter, while bold and daring in situations that call for it. And while her role in the show may not have extended any further than Pac's supportive friend, she's been an incredibly fun character to write about and play around with in fanfics and fanart. I think part of why I like her is the untapped potential she could've had in the show, which gives me as a fan a lot of ideas and headcanons to explore in fan works.

Aaaand after a long-winded answer to your first question, I finally get to your second question! XD

My top 3 favourite characters have to be Cyli, Pac, and a tie between Spiral and Betrayus.

Cyli's a soft but clever and brave girl, Pac's just a golden retriever puppy who's trying his best, and Spiral's a loyal and carefree guy who's a great brotherly figure/hypeman. He also gives meme lord vibes lol. Betrayus' strength is his snarky sarcasm coupled with goof that makes for good comedic scenes, and he's very fun to write about as a villain.

And just as an extra, out of the entire Ghost Gang, I like Blinky the most :)

[youhavelessproof]

okay sorry I was just going to put my thoughts in the tags, but I talked too much so I'm putting it here.

this is so fucking real. when I first got into the fandom I really just liked the vibes Dick and Jason gave off together. they're just so appealing in their own way. but like. they're barely brothers.

sometimes it's fun for them to be more brotherly but for most of their characters' histories it was headcanon/fanon. only recent canon has established that they see each other as brothers. if that's your canon, that's fine but it wasn't always canon. and therefore you can't use it to berate other people with.

Dick was not mean to Jaybin (that is also fanon) but they weren't close. Dick offered Jason his number if Jay ever wanted to talk and that was that. and when Jason came back nothing was brotherly about them. (need I point to Bludhaven being bombed during UTRH again? Jason did not care if Dick died or at the very least did not care as much as he cared about proving a point to Bruce.)

also it's coming from the false pretense that Dick has always been like Bruce's son.

this is false as well.

Bruce has adopted Dick more recently but I would never describe their relationship as father/son until way more recently where it shifted. I personally don't love the shift but it happened.

originally Dick and Bruce were described as best friends and sometimes brothers. Dick has been mentioned many times in canon as having raised Bruce because of how stunted he was. (while yes sometimes children end up raising their parents due to trauma, this is compounded with my earlier point. their relationship is way more complicated than father/son.)

you don't have to ship Brudick and it certainly isn't a healthy ship in most cases in canon, but writing it off because they're father and son now is missing a lot of their history. (you can not ship it for so many other reasons.)

there is a reason why Robin and Batman dating was a common joke for years and years. it did not just come from a under-informed general public. it came from comic fans. all the time.

my point is that writing off batcest ships because they're incest (which is a debatable point in and of itself) is fine. you're allowed to have preferences. but you can't get mad at other people for not seeing it the same way.

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Back when I first started to ship JayDick, I wasn't even interested in ~making it weird~ because while there is some canon basis to interpret them as adopted brothers, there is just as much to see them as just... People who know each other through Bruce. I was just interested in the toxic yaoi vibes lmao.

Seeing people's reactions to ships like JayDick and JayTim (which has even less, practically nothing of sibling ship vibes), though, made me want to write it to be specifically weird and Freudian.

Like, I get not liking the ships. There's a bunch of ships I don't like in any given fandom, but you wouldn't believe these people live in the age that GoT was a massive hit lol.

[themelodicenigma]

So just so I can understand really in laymans terms when I read your post on the arendelle section of kh3 pertaining Sora and Riku, your objective view is that it was more intentional from a writer's side of things in a voice/intention outside of the character for the audience to glean "comparing himself and riku to elsa and anna means sibling vibes" as opposed to Sora's intent in the scene being understanding the nature of the bond and understanding love in a matter he had never given thought to and questioning IF that term/situation is what they have going on? Im not a shipper and I find it VERY interesting that someone my agree with my view on this scene as well because I read it the exact same way: that the writers/Nomura themselves are basically saying "from here on out this is what you need to think back to because Sora really gave this a lot of thought and never denied it in the end." Plus the whole message of Frozen 2 being very likely how he will view his own situation with Riku-apart taking care of different realms but united by their (brotherly) bond and if Frozen 2 IS in kh4 it very well could cement that for Sora. Atm tho outside of the writers literally being like HINT. HINT. H I N T. Sora hasnt *officially* put a label on Riku besides his best friend.

Thanks for the ask! That was this post, right? I almost forgot about that. lol

your objective view is that it was more intentional from a writer's side of things in a voice/intention outside of the character for the audience to glean "comparing himself and riku to elsa and anna means sibling vibes" as opposed to Sora's intent in the scene being understanding the nature of the bond and understanding love in a matter he had never given thought to and questioning IF that term/situation is what they have going on?

I definitely agree with you, though well, instead of the two points being opposed to each other, I think both authorial intent/implication and Sora's intent are both happening, and work in tandem with one another. That is, Kanemaki purposely writing Sora actively thinking about what a sisterly relationship is like by using his own relationship with Riku as an example of Elsa/Anna's bond is very congruent with the idea of establishing a sibling connotation between Sora and Riku as an author.

Of course, you can make parallels of specific things between two different relationships without equating the relationships themselves—I think the 1st parallel in the game has that leeway, actually, as Sora is comparing Riku's actions to Elsa's actions, which can simply happen with so many relationship types. It's not about a specific relationship type, but actions (which actions can be indicative of strength of bonds/how much someone cares, yeah).

But in the case of this 2nd parallel, the way it's written is much more direct about the relationships themselves, in creating the idea that the two sets of relationships have the same bond and connection. Sora's not just talking about actions, he's comparing what it's like "to be" something. It effectively has Sora thinking "two people fighting or being apart, but knowing they're still connected no matter = me and Riku's bond (sure about) = Elsa and Anna's bond (wondering about)" In which we as the audience, also know that his train of thought of what a sisterly relationship [can] be like is absolutely true, especially for Elsa and Anna. We know it's not something that is limited to sibling relationships, of course, but this context chose it's, well, context. It's a pretty classic author move—all Kanemaki did was double down on a parallel already made, but chose to be more specific to the relationships themselves.

The only thing I think is contrasting to any of this is the idea that it means he doesn't understand his relationship with Riku, which...doesn't make sense to what is written. I can only assume it's a misunderstanding from a misread.

This actually reminds me of a Roxas and Xion debate long ago. Kanemaki does something similar in the Days novel, to where, not once, not twice, but THREE times, does Kanemaki basically say "Roxas and Xion's relationship = Sora and Kairi's relationship" by having other characters (Riku, Namine, and Axel) directly making this parallel by their observations of Roxas and Xion.

The split for fans was whether Kanemaki is saying Roxas and Xion have the same relationship of friendship and romanticism just like Sora and Kairi do VS if it was just a way to emphasize that Roxas and Xion cared about each other a lot just like Sora and Kairi do, without a reflection of equating the entire relationships to each other. Of course, people have personal motivations to go one way or the other (or both, I suppose), but just like with Sora and Riku, it's one of those cases where you look at author intent and the way it's written + the characters thoughts themselves, and ask yourself "if it wasn't meant to mean this, would it have been written this way?".

[neurodivergent-media]

Review of Dragon Mage (minor spoilers)

Dragon Mage is a 2020 epic fantasy novel by M.L Spencer. It’s about a strange young boy and his friend who each have a rare and special gift. Magic-related events thrust them from their sleepy fishing village into a dangerous world of sorcerers, dragons and undead beasts.

The protagonist, Aramon Raythe, is autistic. The word is never explicitly used since it's set in a different world, which has typical medieval-esque technology and science but it’s clear from how the character is written.

                                          Analysis under the cut

He struggles with eye contact, especially when younger. He generally has a lot of difficulty with social situations, often not getting jokes or figures of speech and speaking his mind when considered rude to do so. He often notices or takes interest in things other people don’t take much notice of.

He fidgets with twine when nervous and struggles with maintaining hygiene when older. He gets intensely absorbed in tasks and hates being interrupted from something he's doing. He likes to keep his food items separated, and symmetrical on his plate, and has sensory issues with wool. These factors lead to one of my main criticisms of the book, but I'll get to that a bit later.

He is bullied and mistreated as a child and is known in his home village to be "slow"/"slow-witted" and frequently called a moron and similar ableist terms.

He has a special interest in knots, although part of this turns out to be due to his magic ancestry (it’s a little hard to explain, but luckily it doesn’t go fully into the whole “characters neurodiversity is actually just powers” trope).

The positive aspects include that Aram is explicitly described as having brown skin, which makes a nice change when so many autistic characters are white. Also, I found it refreshing to have an autistic protagonist in a fantasy piece of media, and it's something I personally would like to see more frequently. it seems autistic characters tend to be seen mostly in stories set in "real-life" and don't often get to be powerful heroes either.

Also, It's frequently expressed that what makes him different and "strange" are what makes him who he is, and good at what he does. And his best friend Markus is supportive without being overprotective; the brotherly bond the two share was heart-warming to read. Aram also wends up having a love interest who appreciates him for who he is. Also, apparently the author is autistic.

My main complaint is regarding how Aram is treated by the mentor character - made to mix and mash up all his food items together on his plate and eat it. This is an exhausting, sickening experience for Aram but he is made to continue to do it, along with sleeping with a wool blanket, as these sensory issues are said to be "weaknesses" to be overcome. While he is undergoing very tough training to become a rare, powerful and important warrior (a Champion), it seemed unnecessary, as it didn’t exactly have anything to do with his process of becoming a Champion - it wasn't as if the armour he had to wear caused sensory issues for example. It felt all the worse as the narrative seemed to condone this part of his training, all the more surprising as the author is actually autistic. I feel like it sends a potentially dangerous message for neurotypicals, and echoes a sentiments that all too many people have, that autistic people can just "get over" their sensory issues. All too often hypersensitivities like these are dismissed and demands are placed on the autistic person to overcome them rather than for adaptations to be made. This is often detrimental to the autistic's mental and even physical health. This part gave me ABA vibes and almost made me want to stop reading. But as this was a proportionally small part of a very large book however, and other than that I was enjoying the story and characters, and I managed to overlook it and keep reading.

On the whole I found it an enjoyable story in its own right, with a compelling plot, likeable characters and interesting worldbuilding (including good dragons!) Aram himself was a very likeable character that you can’t help but root for.

If you’re specifically seeking autistic representation, you might want to give this a pass. But if you’re a fan of fantasy (and dragons!) and the autistic protagonist is a special bonus, then I’d recommend it.

Trigger warnings for: ableism, a lot of graphic violence - including some blood and gore, torture, child abuse, animal death and attempted suicide

[haliyam]

No matter what

eren x historia; yeager bro moments (or zeke wishes lol)

Summary: The time has come for Marley to choose its new Warriors, and Eren has a decision to make. (Also, "some things never change.") Warriors AU for erehisu day.

AO3 link if you prefer to read there

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Happy erehisu day! I saw this amazing erehisu art by beforelightsout on twitter where Eren and Historia are Warrior candidates + Eren became a shifter. Since it's erehisu day and everyone has come out with such wonderful stuff, I wanted to contribute somehow and write something for that AU. I've been dying of work and a covid scare so I was running on the fumes of my love for this ship and everyone else's stuff and also VIBES while writing this in the last hour, so, it's barely edited, if it even makes sense. Sorry in advance. I hope you enjoy though! 

Also, for this AU (or really for the fic to work lol), my headcanon is that the war keeping the previous Warriors dragged on, so Reiner's generation don't get selected until they're this age (Historia and Eren are 17). As for Zeke... idk. Maybe Mr. Ksaver had more time too. Anyway who cares about Zeke here!!! (me I still do)

No matter what

“You know this counts as cheating.”

Eren shoots Zeke a look. They’re standing at the courtyard in HQ, watching the younger candidates wheeze through their training while Magath and his assistant instructors bark orders in the background. Days before selection, and with Zeke already holding the Beast Titan and Colt preparing to inherit, their generation doesn’t need to be put through their paces as often anymore—or maybe Commander Bruning is just letting them off the hook for the week.

They both doubt that. 

Up ahead, Falco trips over an unseen pebble, and Zeke sighs. 

“You don’t have to do this, you know?” he says, out of misplaced brotherly affection. Eren appreciates it, but that’s not what he needs right now. “You already have the armband.”

“This isn’t about me.”

“I know,” Zeke raises his hands in surrender, but the playful gesture doesn’t take away the scrutiny in his gaze. For all his levity, he doesn’t once glance away. Eren knows he’s seeing their father in him, trying to decide whether that’s a positive or a negative. 

“So?”

Zeke scratches the back of his ear. “You already know you’re in the running for the Attack Titan and the Armored Titan. Porco and Reiner are on your heels for the Armor. As for the Attack Titan…”

Zeke tilts his head in a shrug. Eren exhales, and then nods. “Thanks.”

His brother peers at him, a small smile curling at the corners of his mouth. “Thanks what?”

Eren is grateful, reassured, but not that grateful. “What am I, ten? I’m not calling you big bro.”

Zeke lets out a long-suffering sigh this time, the kind he uses to guilt trip the others into helping him with paperwork at his age. “You used to be such a cute kid.” He’s quick enough to reach over and ruffle Eren’s hair, and then withdraw before he can smack his hand away. “Now you’re all grown up.”

Eren rolls his eyes, but claps a hand to his brother’s arm in earnest. “Thanks, Zeke.”

The man gives him a thumbs up, and Eren belatedly catches a sliver of gold pass one of the windows behind the courtyard ahead of the other girls. His feet take him forward before he can bid his brother goodbye.

“Go on,” Zeke says, right as Eren catches himself almost sheepishly. He goes to her without another thought.

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There’s no big to-do when it comes to the selection process. Apart from their generation of candidates, there’s only Zeke, standing to the side with the other instructors who assist the captain, while Magath and Commander Bruning themselves stand together, as imposing as the day they first met.

Maybe a little less now that they’ve earned their stripes, training for a decade with the extension of the war in the South, but Eren can feel the pressure of this moment bearing down on him. 

The others have been chosen. They stand at the other side of the room, putting on their most dignified expressions and trying to contain their shock at their commander’s question. 

“There remain two Titans, Eren Yeager,” said Commander Bruning seconds, maybe a minute ago. Eren’s mind is still reeling. “Which of them, in your estimation, best suits you?”

“Me, sir?” he had asked dumbly in response. Bruning had only nodded.

It isn’t supposed to happen like this. From the group ready to receive their red armbands, he feels Marcel’s eyes burning into his side. Marcel, who was pulled aside by Magath and Bruning earlier today. Eren expected the same treatment—not this. Is this a test? 

Porco and Reiner stand to his left, behind him because he’s stepped forward, and he feels hazel daggers ready to strike at his back. He doesn’t care about them right now. It’s the blue to his right that envelops his all. The air is replete with Historia’s expectation, drowning out all the others in the room. He feels weightless in it, a drop in the ocean that is her existence to him. 

Eren knows he could be more. If he gives the right answer, she might just see him as more.

But Historia isn’t the ocean to these people. She’s a tool, or she could be, and he cannot let that happen. Eren remembers the ground under his feet and peers into the commander’s eyes.

“If I may, sir, I believe Braun has always had the most endurance among the candidates,” he says clearly, just like he’s rehearsed with Marcel. He tries not to imagine the way Historia’s stomach drops. “Nowadays he takes Leonhart’s hits like they’re almost nothing. And for myself—I’ve come to specialize in close quarters combat. The Attack Titan would suit me best.”

Reiner sighs in relief not far from him. Porco and Historia are utterly silent. He can’t even hear them breathing.

Bruning and Magath seem not to notice. They only exchange glances, and if they think anything of Eren answering more than what was asked of him, they say nothing. 

After a few nods, Bruning turns toward them with pride. “It’s as we thought. I see no reason why we should delay for pointless suspense or further deliberation.” With a small motion of the commander’s hand, Reiner steps forward. “Congratulations, Yeager. Braun. You have earned the honor of becoming the new sword and shield of our great motherland Marley.”

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The room erupts with excitement as soon as the Marleyans are surely gone from the hallway. Eren is already headed for the door when Porco tries to grab him by the shoulder.

“Eren, what the hell? You know this asshole isn’t better than me!”

Reiner sneers at him from behind before Eren can even shrug him off. “Apparently the brass knew different, Pock. Don’t take it out on Eren—he only affirmed what they were already thinking.”

Porco growls, turning on Reiner instead, which means it’s going to be one of those afternoons. Eren is happy to turn back for the door—he feels bright blue trained on him now, and it’s all he can do not to scamper for the exit.

Clutching the cigarette pack in his uniform pocket, he manages to get as far as two floors down before Historia catches up. She’s been calling out to him since she gave chase.

“Hey!” she yells. He was stupid to head for their usual spot. There’s a corridor in this building that’s gone unused for a while that they found, once, when it was their turn for cleaning duty. It’s been theirs since then, and one of the windows has the best view of the city right outside the internment zone’s walls—and the zone entrance itself. So they don’t forget what they’re supposed to do. 

“Eren!”

She’s starting to lose her breath, unable to match his longer strides. His footsteps start to slow, right as they reach that window. He turns around when hers stop too.

Hands still in his pockets, he stares down at her. “What is it?”

Historia glares at him, dignified even as she tries to catch her breath. “What the hell are you doing?”

Eren fishes out the cigarette pack from his pocket and shows her. It’s really Zeke’s, but he figured he’d need it after today. He isn’t wrong. 

She scoffs. “Since when do you smoke?”

“I’m going to be a shifter,” he shrugs. “It doesn’t matter much now, right?”

Historia shakes her head, smart enough to ignore the diversion. “Eren, what the hell was that? I thought… I thought we understood each other.” Always to the point. “I thought you and I would become Warriors together. Change things from the inside and convince the others to do the same.”

The truth of her confusion, her frustration and growing anger pulls at him. She’s everything she didn’t used to be, back when she was still playing the perfect little Warrior who unnerved him so much. It’s exactly why he needs to keep a straight face. 

“Ah… yeah. Sorry about that,” he murmurs, his tone completely level, fingers pinching at the cigarette pack in his fist. “I just gave it some thought, and… I think Reiner would be better as the Armor, not me. So—that left me as the Attack Titan.”

The pain in her eyes is almost too much for him. If only they were cold, just like she’d been the moment he saw her true self for the first time. That way he could crystallize himself in them and shatter instead of having to face her like this. But she hasn’t been cold for a long while, and the warmth in her gaze even after his betrayal does him in. 

“You’re lying,” she realizes the moment his gaze flickers away from hers. Eren curses himself for it. “You once said you could always tell when I was being fake. You think, after everything we’ve been through, that I wouldn’t know it with you either?”

Eren bites his tongue and forces himself to meet those eyes again. He reminds himself why he did it. It’s all that keeps his hands steady as he carelessly flicks the cigarette pack open and reaches for a stick. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Historia swipes her hand at his, knocking the pack from his grasp. It hits the ground with a pathetic smack. “Don’t lie to me, Eren!” she says, pleads even when she’s angry, because they’re friends, aren’t they? If only that were all she is. “You know I deserve more than that. Why are you doing this!? We were going to become Warriors together. We were supposed to have thirteen years together!”

She’s free to vent her frustrations in the hallway like they always have with each other, voice shaky and shakier still as the grief escapes her. By the time she mentions that number, Historia is on the verge of tears, but she blinks them away with the fury that remains. How unlike him, who wants to fold more than anything, feeling like the slightest breeze, the slightest word from her can knock him over. He can only stare at the ground as he swallows down the emotion rising in his throat, and that’s when he realizes it. She’s right, like she always is. He can’t stand lying to her. 

The prospect of having to utter his next words terrifies him more than the idea of paradise. But he manages it, because she deserves to know the truth.

“You know why,” he says, trembling only at the last word. Shamefully, face red with self-disgust, he lifts his eyes to hers, fearing the worst. 

She catches his meaning. Of course she does—she knows him best. He expects her to leap at him, punch him, anything that will make the guilt of his selfishness ebb even just a little, but she only stands there. Shocked, and then her cheeks flush in only the most beautiful way. He already knows he’ll never forget how the light from the windows illuminates her face like this.

But then her brows furrow, shoulders raising angrily, and she stomps her foot on the ground. “Am I supposed to be grateful for that?” she snaps. “Should I say thank you for making this decision without me? What about what I wanted?”

“No!” Eren stammers, hands up in submission as if that will placate her. “Of course not! I didn’t do this for your gratitude!” 

“Then why did you do it?” Her voice is still raised, but her tone is resigned. Historia knows that even if she gets the answer, Marley’s decision is set in stone.

That’s the thought Eren takes comfort in. The tears that dampen his eyes are tears of relief, no matter his shame, no matter his remorse. And here he thought he’d grown out of this when he turned sixteen. 

Pressing his lips into his teeth in an attempt to maintain his composure, Eren lets his gaze drop again. “I want you to live,” he admits, so quietly she almost misses it. “I want you to grow up and have a family like you wished you could, if you weren’t pushed into this when we were children. Get married, have children you’re free to love the way…”

He trails off. The last thing he wants to do is mention her mother. He knows she understands when she doesn’t press him to finish.

“I want you to grow old,” he continues. “Live past thirty. Get to fifty, seventy… Then you can be as grumpy as you want to be without anyone saying it doesn’t suit you. I want you to be happy.”

A slight hiccup leaves his throat, one Historia misses only because she does the same. Eren swallows it down, but his nose is already stuffy. When he looks at her again, he’s the most serious he has ever been, and it’s no performance. He reaches for her hands. 

“I’m not prepared to sacrifice your life for our cause,” he confesses. Eren imagines he could bear never to look out that window and see the walls torn down, the way they’ve dreamt together for the past few years, if it means she will live to see it herself long after he’s gone. He’s not articulate enough to say it, his ears and his throat so full with everything he wants to tell her in this moment that he’s speechless. How can he be otherwise, when she’s looking at him like that? All he can blurt out is, “I’m sorry.”

A silence brews between them. Eren wonders if it’s time to step away, to leave her to her thoughts. Maybe he can still beg for forgiveness later.

He loosens his grip on her hands, meaning to wipe his eyes, and that’s when she seizes his. “You stupid crybaby,” she murmurs quietly, fondly, “do you really think I’d be happy knowing you sacrificed yourself for me? Why do you think I promised you that we’d complete our mission within the next thirteen years?”

Eren can only look dumbfounded. 

“I wanted to spend them with you, you idiot,” she gives him, even as her voice quivers with the same desperate longing he’s felt ache in his chest for as long as he can remember now. “I would have been happier spending thirteen years with you, fighting together, than sitting out the fight and living the rest of my life without you. Isn’t that what we agreed on? To work toward what we promised? Together? What did you think I meant by that?”

Eren opens his mouth, body drained of the cool facade he’s found solace in the last few weeks since he came to terms with his greed.

“Historia,” he breathes. Remembers to. “You—?”

She’s had enough of him, he can tell by the look on her face—but he’s wrong again, because Historia grabs him by the collar and pulls him down to her, meeting his mouth with hers in a bid to help him see the truth. His fingers find her face on instinct, lips parting as they kiss so he can partake of her further. 

A moment, a hum from her and something stirring deep inside him, and Historia pulls away as if in punishment. She’s flush again, glaring until those blue eyes soften at his stupid expression. 

“Get it yet?” she asks.

His thumbs slide across her cheek, a small grin pulling at his mouth. She really is the ocean, Eren thinks, and dives in again, drinking of those soft lips, drowning in the scent of her hair, the feeling of her hands sliding down his chest. She’s everything.

What feels like both a moment and an eon passes as they stand there, him bent down as he kisses her, her tiptoed to grant it to him, until they eventually part. Only a little, because they can’t bear the distance just yet. Just so their foreheads are pressed together.

“I’m sorry,” Eren murmurs, before he’s lost in her again. “I didn’t know.”

Historia’s lashes flutter as she blinks away her own tears. This doesn’t change the consequences of the decision he’s made on his own, but she knows she can’t give him up, either. When she opens her eyes, she’s more resolute than he’s ever felt in his life. “There has to be a way,” she tells him. “Go to Paradis. Retake the Founding Titan… and come back. Then we’ll do as we promised.”

“Change the curse,” he replies, like they’ve planned, looking out at the stars from his roof in the zone. “Free our people.”

Historia nods. “No matter what.”

“No matter what,” he agrees. 

She smiles, and he can’t help that the way her lips purse when she tries to stifle it moves him. Eren draws closer—

“There you are!”

—and nearly stumbles as he and Historia untangle their limbs from one another, practically standing at attention when they hear his brother’s voice and Marcel’s surprised ah.

Unfortunately, not even the most perfect posture can erase the affection still blooming in their cheeks, or the slight swell of their lips resulting from that affection. Or the smiles they just can’t help for one another.

Zeke squints. Also unfortunately, nothing gets past this asshole. “Oh, so it finally happened?”

Marcel glances between the two of them, coming closer. “Seriously?”

Zeke snorts, palm open to the new Jaw. “Pay up, Galliard.”

Marcel scoffs. “Come on. Is it really fair if you had inside information?”

“Are you kidding? My baby brother tells me squat.”

“Oh. Yeah, I mean I guess I understand that…”

Historia lets out a very audible sigh. “Can we help you?”

Marcel meets Eren’s gaze, gratitude and apology in his smile, while Zeke tries on his new Warchief role for size. He clears his throat.

“Now that Porco and Reiner have settled down, Bruning and Magath want to see us again. Discuss our steps going forward, run tests on the new Warriors… The works. Time to go.”

Marcel sighs. “Talk about eager.”

“All right,” Eren says, finally, because he prefers serious Zeke to his annoying brother right now. He feels vulnerable enough, and he doesn’t care to be that way in front of these two. Or anyone else but her, really. “Lead the way.”

Zeke and Marcel turn to leave, starting to argue the terms of their wager as they disappear around the corner.

Historia and Eren look to each other. A shy smile finds its way to his face as he offers her his hand. 

“By the way, Eren,” Zeke pokes his head into the corridor again, finger waving at the mess of sticks on the floor, “you owe me a new pack of cigarettes. And clean that up.”

Eren groans. “Shut up!”

“But that was my favorite brand! The things I do for love,” his brother whines, to Marcel’s quiet chuckling, and finally they leave for good. 

“Sorry about that,” Eren mutters. Not that Historia hasn’t seen him like this before.

She only laughs as she accepts his hand. When she shakes her head, smiling as she pulls him forward, he feels like they might actually do it. That they might be able to find a way past those thirteen years.

And even if they don’t, he can’t feel regret. As long as they’ve managed to accomplish their mission… No, as long as he can ensure that Historia lives on, he’ll pay any price.

No matter what.

//

I'll take any opportunity to give Marcel more screentime. Well, I actually debated with myself whether it would be Marcel or Bertholdt in the last scene, but Marcel made more sense so that Zeke could whine about being an older brother to someone who could relate. (And yes, Marcel and Eren made a deal to have Reiner become the Armor. I’M SORRY REINER)

Writing Eren's parts made me realize how much I'm in love with Historia??? Like I've always loved her but I guess I realized I'm IN love with her XD Also my hc is Eren here likes to think he's the strong one protecting them both or he at least likes to project that image to the others, but really he takes his cues from Historia who is much stronger emotionally and mentally imo. Idk, I just think she's the boss in this relationship (though of course they are able to be vulnerable with one another which is the biggest thing for me).

Anyway. Thank you for reading! Happy erehisu day!

P.S. I forgot to mention that 'Commander Bruning' in my hc is the guy who tells Magath that it's a good idea to use child soldiers as their Warriors. I imagine he was in charge of a certain number of Eldian soldiers, including the Warrior program, while Magath was the 'captain' who directly managed the kids until his and Bruning's eventual promotions when they were able to conquer nations with such success.

[osmosisdreams]

At first Eren only opened the door a few cracks at best. It was habit if anything, but there was a mix of emotion at seeing Levi when he'd checked who was there through the window. Yes, he missed him, but there was still a part of him that didn't want to face Levi anymore. Levi had left Paradis, settling down on Marley. Part of him was afraid of betrayal, and another part of him was angry that most of his old friends had up and left as soon as the war settled down. Part of him was happy just to see him again.

"I was putting something down. I have to be careful with my work and make sure it's put down safely if the piece is incomplete." His voice remained dull as it had been ever since the day he witnessed the future when he'd made contact with Historia. Even to the people of Paradis, who lauded him a hero now, he couldn't exactly find emotional expression.

He could feel it in weak quality, but something somewhere had messed with his mind too much. If he had to guess, all those memories took a lot more out of him than what they gave him. He didn't have them anymore - not any beyond his own - but he could still remember some of them, and the damage they had done couldn't be erased along with them.

Getting to Levi didn't take particularly long, but he could tell there was strain on Levi's body. His leg was in as bad of shape as Eren remembered it to be. It came with a hard pang of guilt, because he knew that happened when the former titans were pseudo-resurrected.

A quiet sigh, felt more than noticeable, followed after Levi's demand to open the windows. Having someone from his past here meant similar vibes to his past, he supposed. Most days he kept them closed and the windows shut. Paradis had begun working on new lighting and a variety of innovations, and of course they begged Eren to be the first to get whatever they could come up with, so it wasn't like it was pitch black. Small lamps were littered around the house, running on solar energy from what Eren understood of it.

"Someone did die in here." Eren corrected flatly as he pushed the curtains aside and hung them on their hooks, opening a couple of windows. At least, whatever was left of Eren that Levi knew had died here. When he remembered back to his early days as a cadet, those memories felt foreign. The person he saw in his mind didn't resemble him, nor did he truly recognize that person. He physically resembled him from some years back, sure, but that was as far as the comparisons went.

Luckily for Levi the one thing that actually survived all that chaos and upheaval was the cleanliness Levi drilled into him way back when. Before their squad was wiped clean by Annie... who, well, Levi ironically now lived in the same city as. Maybe Levi was just able to get past grudges and hard feelings easier than Eren could.

Still, Eren pulled a chair on the opposite end of the table from Levi. The man's attitude had not changed, but everything else had. Could he still even be called humanity's strongest with a body like that? Also ironic. It had been his own mistake and Zeke's intentions that wrecked his body like that. A brotherly feat of absolutely destroying the best soldier humanity ever had. Not that Zeke was off the hook either for that. Dead as he (also) was, when the pieces all came together after the war, Eren was furious to find out exactly how and who caused Levi to lose two fingers and an eye. Perhaps he didn't have the right to talk because of Levi's leg, but he did still have the right to feel.

His work desk was still in use with a variety of prosthetics - mechanical limbs that he had been keeping busy with. It was his awareness of Levi's condition that spurred him to start such work, as he'd thought back to just how many people suffered a loss of limbs of all kinds even before the war with Marley. Even Erwin had lost an entire arm. At the moment, Eren's perhaps biggest regret was that he couldn't offer one of these man made limbs to Erwin to make his body whole again. Maybe it would have made a difference. Maybe he would have had more options than that suicide charge.

"I'm surprised you still have any desire to check on me. Doesn't it make the Marleyans suspicious that former Paradis residents are visiting? They might think you're conspiring. I'm aware I don't have room to say much, but I'd rather you didn't get into trouble for meeting with me."

There were a lot of potential what ifs and conspiracies he could come up with in instants as to why they were here right now, but a naggy, annoying part of him that felt like what his old self probably would've felt was insistent that it didn't matter. It was a sense of familiarity to have Levi here at all, and it wasn't as if he wouldn't go back to those days if given the chance. It was chaotic and hellish, but he did love his friends. The Eren here now was a husk left to long for what his old self used to have.

plotted starter with @osmosisdreams / Eren Yeager & Levi Ackerman (Post-Canon AU)

After a lifetime of war, of questioning who the real enemy was ( taking different shapes, titans or humans, Eldia or Marley, Zeke or Eren ), they had found themselves giving in to a false sense of peace. The world was still in chaos, humanity having once again not learnt from past mistakes, of the consequences of war, plans to repeat past catastrophes already set in motion. It was an inseparable part of the human nature after all, to seek to destroy one another. An irresistible desire that'd dominate those who had been wronged by fate.

Levi had known such darkness from a very young age. Personal was his experience with resentment, having spent his youth in a hole in the dirt, believing he deserved better, and willing to step over as many corpses as it took, to earn what he should have had. That man had no conscience, no interest in the wellbeing of others, of dedicating his heart to a selfless cause. It took a great amount of agony to see himself in the mirror, and change who he was. Those who had nothing, who had lost everything, were dangerous, and they lived in dangerous times where everyone had already lost most of themselves. What future held for them and those to come, was a mystery none dared to discover.

❝ What took you so long? ❞ he mumbled, walking in with his cane in hand. He hadn't been waiting for long at Eren's doorstep since he knocked, but the pain in his leg grew worse for every second he remained standing. He tried to walk more these days, so he could regain part of his strength, get back on his feet — literally. There was almost no improvement in the last few months, having probably reached the limit of his abilities. ❝ Were you taking a shit or something? ❞ His bitterness remained at its usual levels, but the veteran was struggling hard not to let any more poison spill. Pain dominated most of his thoughts these days, clouding his formerly sharp judgement. It took most of his strength to ground himself, pretend to keep it together. He wasn't familiar after all, with physical pain being as intense and persistent as that of his soul.

He quickly took seat, his gaze directly set on the closed-off curtains. ❝ Open the windows. Let some fresh air in. It's as if somebody died in here. ❞ And it had. And the poison had escaped him. He consciously bore a rare air of criticism, of wanting him to do better. Of wanting Eren not to waste the life he had been forced to give up on years ago. Return among the living. Ironic, wasn't it, for the boy who sought absolute freedom, to reach far beyond the walls, having confined himself in the four walls of his house? Truth was, the war had stripped them both of their wings. Levi had found himself in a different kind of prison than Eren's, that of his own weakened body.

With the same body he had once tasted a glimpse of freedom — the scent of the air beyond the walls. Of becoming one with the wind, of the gentle touch of the warming sunlight. For someone who had no hope to ever set eyes on the blue sky, the moment he had first stepped outside the walls riding his horse, the moment he got to know what was like to have everything and lose it, was the same moment his life mission had been fulfilled. The man he was had to perish, and be reborn as someone new. Someone whose purpose was to fulfill the dreams of others, instead. And now, after many years his role was over. He couldn't be of any use in his pitiful state. The distance between everyone he had known grew further every day as they searched for their own path, rebuild their new lives, while his own had long reached its dead end. Each passing day seemed to bring him closer to everyone he had lost. When he'd reunite with them was unknown, yet felt far more closer than when he was still risking his life in the battlefield.

[wibble-wobbegong]

something that I think would be a fucking FANTASTIC addition to the lore is a Sapnap and Ranboo team up. Not because of the brotherly vibe they have, but because it makes sense and would allow both characters to develop in a really cool way.

Sapnap has a reason to pursue Ranboo. After that time where he gave Ranboo the Dream note, he obviously saw something was wrong. Hell, that might even be the first time someone’s witnessed the transition into the enderwalk state! Seeing something like that happen and knowing it’s directly tied for your ex-best friend would give him plenty of reasons to try and get close to Ranboo.

Sapnap might also make an ideal partner for Ranboo. He’s only affiliated with Kinoko Kingdom right now, and all of its people are those who Ranboo has no reason to distrust or trust. Kinoko kingdom isn’t a threat at all right now, and most people don’t even know it exists. Along with his neutrality, Sapnap doesn’t really have many secrets that Ranboo could give up to Dream. Dream and him were best friends, so naturally Dream already knows a lot of Sapnap’s weaknesses and secrets. He doesn’t need to worry about hurting Sapnap by teaming with him that much.

They would both heavily benefit from this and undergo potentially massive change, over time. If Ranboo finally finds someone he can confide in about this stuff, someone who knows Dream really really well, he might begin to improve his trust issues. Having an attachment like that would be really good for Ranboo’s character.

Sapnap would finally get involved in the lore, and not in relation to Karl or Quackity, but in a way that gives him personality and shape. He’ll become more than a tool for war or just the fiancé of Karl and Quackity or Dream’s ex-best friend. From a writing standpoint, this would give Sapnap value as a character and allow them to have clay to mold rather than looking at open air. He has potential because of his established backstory with Dream and his current position of just being sort of lead around.

I just think it’s an opportunity that Ranboo and Sapnap should take advantage of. Especially with Ranboo’s search for the fourth book still needing to be conducted

[thoughts-on-bangtan]

hi! sorry for this silly ask beforehand.

you said in your last post (about the relationship between JK, Tae and Jimin) that you don’t think Tae and Jimin were involved in the romantic relationship with other members; that they only have dated each other. but don’t you guys think that there was something going on in the past between Jimin and Yoongi? i’m not talking about romantic relationship but at least sexual? idk why but looking at their dynamic in the past i get these vibes

Admin 2: To be honest, I’ve never really seen/noticed any "romance" or "sexual attraction/tension" between Jimin and Yoongi, but in order to be diligent in responding to your question, I did some research and watched some of the content that gets cited when this question comes up.

I have to say that Jimin and Yoongi are cute, they really have a nice friendship and they like each other (just like everyone else within BTS). I haven’t noticed anything that gave me the impression (vibe) of there being any kind of “attraction” or “desire” between them. Yoongi was the person who went out to drink with Jimin and encouraged him to meet and make up with Taehyung at 4 am at the park after the dumpling incident, just like a good older brother and close friend would. Him and Jimin bicker a lot but it’s all friendly banter, longtime friends being silly together and teasing each other. It’s their thing, just like going fishing is his thing with Jin even if he doesn’t even like it that much.

Yoongi was also the one who sent Taehyung and JK long text messages ending on ‘I love you’ during the time when BTS were considering disbandment. He deeply cares for his members, watches out for them and helps them in whichever way he sees fit, he even wore Outro: Tear to express the fears and pains of their potential disbandment in the language they all speak and understand best: music.

We know Yoongi has been dealing with different mental health issues over the years and even said he’d like to study something in the psychological field so that when he meets someone like himself he could help them. Someone who is so aware of his own emotions, who encourages others to take care of themselves, be kind to themselves and love themselves, I’m sure he was aware, even back then, that something was brewing between Jimin and Taehyung when the dumpling incident happened, (like that time a few years ago when Jimin wanted to whisper something to Yoongi but he simply told him to go to his Taehyungie (which for the life of me I can’t find where that happened even though I remember it did)) and surely he also noticed the shift in their bond that occurred afterward. Jimin and Taehyung did, after all, say that the dumpling incident made their bond grow stronger and we’ve seen how it sparked that slow evolution of them working on their communication and understanding each other better. 

With all that in mind, I can’t imagine that while all of that was happening, Yoongi would’ve decided to enter some kind of sexual “relationship” with Jimin, especially since the “evidence” cited for why people thought this way does not add up when you watch the original content. There are claims that Jimin was sharing a room with Yoongi, which is false since everyone had their own hotel rooms (Burn the Stage Episode 2 and 3), and that Jimin was already in the room with Yoongi when Hobi arrived with the food which is simply impossible.

Why? Because Jimin was at dinner with the other members while Yoongi stayed behind at the hotel. Meaning that Jimin arrived back at the hotel at the same time as Hobi, so in order to make it to Yoongi’s room and start going at it, Jimin would have to be able to run with lightning speed etc. Also, logically, Jimin knew Hobi would come to Yoongi’s room to give him the food, so how would it make any sense at all for him to go make out with Yoongi in the three seconds before Hobi’s arrival?

During FESTA 2020, Yoongi wrote on Jimin’s rolling paper: "Jimin-ah, you’re so high tension (very excited/lively) these days, I’d like it if you lowered it a bit hehe” (cr. Sebyul on twt) which simply sounds like brotherly advise, especially coming from someone who is rather quiet himself. We also know they love to play computer games, which we’ve seen during In The Soop, and that they want to make music together since Yoongi really likes Jimin’s voice a lot.

In short, I don’t believe they ever had any sexual relations, while someone else can think the opposite, but at the end of the day, there is no way for us to know or find “proof” for either. But I can’t imagine a hyung line member having something with a maknae line members, especially years ago, since it would’ve threatened their dynamic (the group one but also the one between Jimin and Taehyung and whichever feelings they already had for each other back in 2017 and earlier, especially since Hawaii and the famous letter was in that year as well) and hierarchy, which is different for vmin, since they are chingu, and also, in a way, for namjin, since Jin is the eldest and Namjoon the leader which puts them on a very similar level even with their difference in age.

So, basically, looking at the reasons people cite for thinking Jimin and Yoongi had something sexual going on years ago, I don’t believe it to be true, but if I’m right or someone else is, we have no way of knowing, and so many years later, it doesn’t even matter anymore either.

That’s all.

Have a nice day or night depending on where you are.

[lucas-grey]

Another part of the beautiful things in Hitman 3! And this time it’s about the cutscene that plays right after Dubai.

The first time I saw it I feared that IOI would do some kind of a triangle story about 47/Diana/Lucas. Thank god they didn’t and watching it afterwards, knowing the whole story, I think Lucas wasn’t jealous of Diana. He just wanted the best for his brother, he wanted him to make his own decisions.

The way Lucas says “I don’t like executive decision makers” just shows how traumatised he his from his whole life, which was controlled by other people. He knows what it means to be controlled and just following orders, but he also knows what it means to be a free man. And he wants the same for 47.

And when 47 finally says that he still trusts Diana, I think Lucas realised that 47 is on a good way. He knows that he gained not just his memories back, but also his emotions. And making the decision to trust someone is also a decision of a free man. Being free doesn’t mean to be alone.

I really loved those brotherly vibes this cutscene gave us. I was really looking forward to see more of them, because I think Lucas and 47 fit very well as friends and brothers. It’s a pity that IOI didn’t felt this way. This story had so much potential.