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ladyelissarose · 2 years ago

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‘Don’t Make The Same Mistake ’

Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin x female aviator reader; callsign- ‘Delta’

Summary; Jake all his life was afraid of love, from terrible past experiences he had with his father who only showed him the broken version of it. So when he fell in love with Backseater, Y/n ‘Delta’ Y/l/n, and was heartily convinced to take their relationship to the next level, he was suddenly hit with a deep fear, of turning out just like his father. Hence making him run away from her and avoid her, afraid he was making a mistake all along. But when she got in a jet accident with her front seater, ‘Robin’. Jake is confronted with his fear, as Robin’s last words to him struck his heart and changed his mind.

Warnings: mentions of breakup, abusive father and harsh past memories, character death, angst, lots of crying, fluff in the end.

“What the hell are you doing here?”

Jake huffed to himself at the sound of his father’s ungracious words, always being an asshole and unwelcoming, totally unlike his mother, who had passed away 4 years ago due to cancer. Oh how he missed his mother, who was an angel at heart, so forgiving and loving. She protected little Jake from so much harm from his father, she took most (ALL) of the hits for him when Jake’s father got drunk. But when Jake grew older, much taller and stronger, (for he purposefully got into high school football to gain the strength and discipline) he began to defend his mother and end up being the bruised one. But he never minded, if it meant that his mother was ok and safe. But soon it all stopped, when Jake made his mother leave his father and divorce him, but that earned him the most hurtful and long lasting words that his father ever told him,

‘It’s in our blood son, men like me... have boys like you. Don’t think you’re better than me just because you got your mother to leave me, no... you’ll be just like me. Just watch Jacob. You’ll either end up with no wife, you’ll just be a single jock with a different whore warming your bed every night forever. No one, will ever love you.’

Jake tried to ignore those words he remembered as he stood in his father’s living room, looking dapper and sharp as always in his Naval Khakis. He sent him a curt look before replying simply,

“I’m looking for my mother’s jewelry box-“

“For what? Gonna toss that shit to a stripper? They like big bills, money instead-“

Huffing our his growing frustration Jake interrupted his father,

“No, just- just tell me where the box is? It’s mine anyways, mom said I could have it whenever I was ready to pick it up.”

Jake’s father stood up and tried to size himself up against Jake who had grown to be more broad and tall, but no matter how much he tried to puff his chest out and straighten his shoulders, Jake still beat him in every way. Jake’s father knew he couldn’t hide away his ex-wife’s jewelry box, it was rightfully Jake’s, so he then said with a click to his tongue,

“It’s in the attic, go find it and get the hell out, my wife is going to be here any minute now and would be pissed to see you here.”

Now that Jake knew, after he had come over unannounced and was met face to face with his father’s new wife, who only cussed him out and chased him away. So Jake didn’t waste time as he ran upstairs and found the attic, pulled the ladder down, and climbed up quickly. His father had kept a few things from his ex-wife, which was the more valuable things, and one of them was the expensive, golden jewelry box. Jake opened the familiar box of memorable things of his mother, and let out a happy sigh when he saw the adorning box. When he was 5, him and his father picked it out for her birthday. Jake quickly took it into his hands, and opened the top, where inside laid, the infamous, wedding ring of his mother’s. His mother was a fan of bling and shine, so you could imagine the size of that golden, diamond ring.

“It’s perfect... Delta’s gonna love it.”

Y/n Y/l/n, who’s callsign was ‘Delta’, was the woman Jake had fallen in love with. They had been in a relationship for 3 years already, and Jake felt that it was time to take the next step, he was sure that Delta loved him, he knew she did. Delta had loved him and accepted him, his flaws and all, his cockiness and all, and was able to bring out his soft and loving side. And you better bet, and you must believe that Jake, treated his girlfriend like a queen. Oh, she wanted ice cream at 3 in the morning, so guess who’s Texan ass was up and in the gas station looking for her favorite flavor? Jake Seresin. After a long day of doing push-ups with the squadron and her because Cyclone was being an extra ass that day, if she mentioned the word, ‘back rubs and a warm bath’ guess who’s cocky and stubborn ass was bent like a taffy at her service, as he swooshed the tub water with his calloused hand side to side to make many lavender-scented bubbles, and had gotten the best cream in town to give back rubs and full body massages afterwards? JAKE SERESIN! He made a point to shower her in LOVE. And Delta saw this, and adored his kind behavior, she returned the favor by cuddling him in his sleep every night, (because he really loved that), memorized every baking recipe that Jake had told her he loved most made by his mother, and of course, gave him the best attention and sex ever. Now, in the light that peeped through the attic’s small window, Jake let the wedding ring sit in his hand, as he examined it happily, until he heard the cruel voice say behind him,

“Thinking of getting married huh? Doubt she’d say yes, you haven’t even introduced her to me, must be some kind of whore huh?”

A low chuckle could be heard after that, Jake’s father laughed to himself as he mocked Jake. And hearing his evil, cruel father call the love of his life, Delta, who was an aviator like him, a strong and independent woman, a whore, was what set Jake off.

“SHE’S NOT A WHORE!! And I didn’t introduce her to you, because you’re a sick man and don’t deserve to be around good women like her. She’s nothing like you think she is, and I’m going to marry her-“

Jake was interrupted by the loud, mocking laughs of his father,

“Marry her?! Really? Wow... Jake, thought you’d learn to stay away from the rings and shit after seeing me-“

Jake clenched his fists and seethed,

“Well I am not you, I’ll never be.”

“Jake.. Jake, listen boy, I am you, and you are me. You think that just because you went to college and joined the Navy, you’ll be different? I’m just you, in a suit. You’ll never know how to love and treat a woman right, you’ll only hurt her, use her.. like a good ol’ toy. I used to be like you Jakey boy, good and sweet, until I put that damned ring on your mother, and marked her as mine. And you’ll just be doing the same thing, all over again.”

Hearing those toxic words come out and go into his ears, was actually beginning to sink into Jake’s heart, and take affect. The fear of maybe his father being right, began to seep into his heart and confuse him of himself and who he really was,

‘What if he’s right? What if I mess this up, and turn out like... like my father?’

“Honey bear!? Didn’t know you had a Red truck?!”

Jake’s face dropped at the sound of his father’s wife echo through the house, but he didn’t spare a second more before running out, passing his father who only shouted behind him,

“Don’t make the same mistake I made Jake, don’t do it!! You’ll hurt her anyway.”

Jake clutched onto the ring tighter, and ran passed the wife not sparing a look back or anything, he hoped into his truck, and drove away to the Naval Base as fast as he could. His hands shook on the steering wheel, and he could feel the imprint the ring was making on his palm as he held it in between his hand and the wheel. Jake’s tried to catch his breath, but feeling the urge to cry and scream was making the mission to calm his breathing difficult. He had a flight mission that day, and he wanted to propose to Delta beforehand, closing in his undying love for her, but now... Jake lost all the confidence he had gained in the passed months, to propose.

Couple of hours later...

Jake had been avoiding Delta all that afternoon, and now all the dagger squad was on deck, preparing to get in their designated jets to take off. Delta saw Jake walking ahead of her towards his jet, and thats when she saw her opportunity to talk to him. She thought that perhaps he had been overwhelmed with the whole mission situation, hence why he kept to himself and refused to talk to her. So Delta figured she’d talk him through it, maybe make him feel a little better,

“Jake!! Hey Jake wait up!!”

Jake didn’t want to turn back, but it was either now or now.. that he’d tell her what he had on his heart and mind, even if it ruined everything, but he was very disoriented and hurt by his father’s words, and didn’t know how to deal with that kind of childhood trauma yet, so he took it out on Delta. Stopping in his tracks Jake turned around and said in a stern tone,

“Listen Delta... it’s over.”

Delta had just caught up to him when she paused, and let her jaw drop at his words, feeling her heart sink by the second,

“W-What? What are you talking about Jake-“

“Let’s not make this bigger than it already is... find someone better- s-someone you can count on, and that you know is never gonna hurt you-“

Delta felt the tears brimming in her eyes as she took in Jake’s words and change in demeanor, not understanding what was going on or what could be the cause of this. As much as she wanted to cry, or even scream at him so he could see what dam he was about to break, she asked calmly instead,

“Jake are you ok?”

Jake huffed out a breath, and stared at his hands, remembering the ring his had in his pocket, considering maybe taking everything back that he had said... but then he remembered his father’s terrible words,

“Don’t make the same mistake I made Jake, don’t do it!! You’ll hurt her anyway.”

Jake then shook his head no, as he determinedly said,

“I’ll hurt you anyway Delta... so why don’t we just-“

“Jake you’ve never hurt me in any way and I know you never will.-“

Jake refused to believe Delta as he lastly put forth, which silence Delta and let the tears run free,

“But I can! I probably will... and I don’t want to... I love you too much... I’m sorry, but you deserve better than me. I know you do. So when we get back... we’ll go about our lives.. like if this relationship of ours never happened.”

Delta let out a low sob, utterly heart broken and confused, as to why Jake thought he’d hurt her, because he never had, he was the most soft, and caring person ever. With everyone else he was cocky and always being bigger than himself to keep his reputation up as being strong and independent. But with Delta, in the comfort of their privacy he had the biggest heart of all time, and he had such a giving soul, he was soft spoken and kind, in a disagreement between them (which was rare) he’d be calm and understanding. So seeing this unfold in such an abrupt time, was very terrifying for Delta to see, even Jake didn’t recognize himself, but he was unfortunately determined. Even in the midst of this chaos, Delta loved him enough, to understand him, and even believe, that he was going through something personal... and needed time. So without sayin much, Delta walked closer to him, and pressed a kiss to his cheek, then said,

“Goodbye Jake... I love you.”

Jake cherished her lips against his cheek, and felt his heart pinch at her honest words, but he repeated her words, that’s tasted sour coming out,

“I love you too.. Goodbye.”

Delta sent him a brief nod and short smile, before turning and running towards her front seater ‘Robin’, who was calling after her, as it was time to board and leave. Jake could see Delta pat Robin’s back before getting on the ladder to climb into her seat, once he knew she couldn’t see him, Jake walked to the edge of the ship’s deck, took out his mother’s wedding ring from his pocket, and threw it into the ocean. Jake watched it fall into the ocean, and he let out a broken sigh, his mind making him believe that he was doing the right thing, though his heart shattered, and opened a wound he though had healed, but he let his father’s words tear it open. Jake wiped his tears away and walked to and up into his jet, thinking no one had seen him, but unbeknownst to him... Robin had seen him, Delta’s frontseater.

About thirty minutes later, while all daggers were in air, they each were trying to escape enemy 5G jets that were after them. It was getting more combative by the second, and more risky. Jake kept his eyes on Robin and Delta who flew in front of him, as they both had a specific 5G jet after them. He still definitely loved and cared for Delta, so he was very nervous that something could happen to her along with Robin while on this mission. And his worst nightmare came true, when a missile that passed him, hit directly at the tail of Robin’s and Delta’s jet. Jake swerved his jet away as it exploded from the back and went down for the forest under them. In the distance he could hear every other dagger scream out to each other about the incident, some saying to continue on the mission, and others saying to get help for them, and Jake listened to the latter, when he sent his jet straight down for the hills, and landed his jet as soon as possible, even though it was a very risky move, and against protocol when in combat, but he didn’t care about future consequences, all he cared about was Delta and her partner. With all his might and with stable coordination Jake landed his jet on the closest and flattest hill he could find. The landing was bumpy and a little painful, but Jake didn’t waste time to consider about himself as he immediately jumped out of the cockpit. And ran down the hill as fast as he could, towards the jet he could see at the bottom. His heart was glad he had found the jet right away, but it was more scared and nervous at the thought of what he could find. Upon arriving Jake saw how the cockpit was already opened, with smoke coming out, he approached the front seating and saw how Robin sat inside, taking deep breaths. When Jake looked in the back, he saw that the seating was empty, but before his heart could ache or sink, a grunted voice was heard,

“She was able to eject... I-I couldn’t.”

Jake sighed in relief as he replied happily,

“Oh ok! Ok... then she should be ok, I’ll go look for her, stay here-“

Robin grasped Jake’s arm as he panicked,

“Wait! Don’t leave me.”

Jake wanted to be upset for a moment because he was being refrained from looking for Delta, until he saw a red stain growing on Robin’s suit. Jake felt his chest ache painfully at the sight, seeing this could mean so many things, all to which Jake was terrified off, it could only make him more afraid for Delta, who he couldn’t reach to yet. But putting his growing worry to the side, and maintaining calm for Robin, Jake quickly reached his hands onto him as he worriedly said,

“Oh God... Just sit still pal let me look, I got you, I promise.”

Robin groaned in pain when he felt Jake hit a certain spot, but kept his thoughts to himself, because he came to the conclusion... that he wasn’t going to make it. It was growing harder to breathe, and he couldn’t feel his legs, he even began to not see clearly. So to keep Jake distracted from his own wound that Jake would probably figure out soon was more than horrific, he began to talk in between deep breaths, bringing up what he saw back on the ship,

“Hey Jake..”

Jake kept moving his hands around pressing here and there as he replied,

“What’s up kid-“

“OW OW!”

Jake pulled away afraid he had made Robin worse,

“I’m so sorry!-“

Robin calmed down as he repeated,

“It’s ok it’s ok... it’s ok... just hear me out... I saw you throw a ring... why? I thought you were proposing?”

Jake shot his head up and looked into Robin’s eyes as he asked with shock,

“How’d you know? I mean, I don’t know what happened-“

“You stepped back Jake why? Delta.. ah! Shit this stings...”

Jake then pressed his hand onto Robin’s side, and found the wound, where the blood gushed out onto his hand, making Robin shout and throw his head back onto the seat, letting his hand fall onto Jake’s to apply more pressure, so he could have more time to spare. Jake didn’t want to focus on his problems, so he suggested,

“Ok pal let’s not talk about this... let’s focus on you yeah?”

Robin insisted to keep the conversation on as he put forth,

“No Jake... tell me why you did that, you told Rooster, Coyote and I that you were proposing, what changed your mind?”

To please Robin and not make him more upset than he probably already felt, Jake hesitantly replied,

“It’s more like ‘who changed my mind’... and it was my father... he’s right. I could never marry anyone, let alone the perfect and beautiful Delta, she deserves better than me man-“

Robin let out a low grunt as he asked with an upset tone while looking into Jakes eyes,

“Are you crazy! You let that mad man get into your head! Jake we’ve talked about this... you’re better than him-“

Shaking his head Jake argues,

“No I’m not! I’m a son of a terrible man... who used to hurt my mother... what if I do the same-“

“You won’t do the same, because you’re not your father! You’re Jacob Seresin, not your father!”

Jake stayed quiet for a few seconds, as he thought about Robin’s words, he looked into his eyes and only saw sincerity, he couldn’t even see fear or pain, just sincerity and honesty. Jake rubbed his face with his clean hand, and held onto Robin’s shoulder as he began to cry softly,

“I can’t believe this is what you want to talk about... why?”

Robin sent Jake a positive smile, trying to mask his pain as he replied,

“Because you got a life ahead of you pal...”

Jake caught onto Robin’s words, it was like if he was saying goodbye, and Jake wasn’t ready to take that,

“No no... though I appreciate your kindness and helpfulness, don’t try and use those words on me, you’re getting out of here!”

Jake then went back to putting pressure on Robin’s wound, but Robin began to push him away as he shouted,

“J-Jake- Ah! l-listen to me.”

Jake shook his head no as he tried to hold the side where all of Robin’s blood was coming from,

“No no, stop talking kid, don’t start-“

Robin grunted painfully as he grasped onto Jake’s arm, making him stop looking,

“Jake, it’s over. I-I’m not gettin out of here-“

Jake took Robin’s hand and removed it from his arm as he seethed,

“Stop being so stubborn and let me help you-“

Jake’s face was turned towards Robin’s by being grasped by the chin with Robin’s bloody hand,

“AH! I SAID NO!! JAKE STOP! L-Look at me.”

Jake could feel Robin pour out his pain by holding onto his chin tightly, almost painfully, he tried not to wince or pull away, as he finally complied and questioned,

“Ok ok... I’m looking at you kid, what do you want buddy, talk to me.”

Robin sucked a deep breath and let it out slowly before explaining,

“Remember that girl I told you about.. the one I really fell hard for?”

Jake nodded as he recalled,

“Yeah yeah! I remember her... pretty girl huh... Her name is Angela isn’t it? The one I told you to talk to?”

Robin shook his head sadly as he put forth,

“Yeah... that’s her... and well, I never got to tell Angela I loved her. I never did because I was scared she’d say no, or-or reject me... and I.. gosh I regret it wholly.”

Robin let go of Jake’s chin letting his hand fall on his lap, as he let out a cry of pain, pain from the physical damage he felt, as well as the fact that he never got to tell Angela his long hidden love for her. Jake grew sympathetic and wiped Robin’s tears away, and left his hand holding his wet cheek, trying to be as supportive as possible, even if nothing more could be done to save him. Robin leaned into Jake’s touch and listened as Jake asked him softly,

“Robin... is there something you want me to do about this?”

Robin thought for a mere second, then quickly nodded and moved his trembling hand, pointing to his pocket, while letting out a shaky breath,

“I-I have something i-in there.. take it out please.”

Jake moves his hand from Robin’s face and reached for the pocket, hence opening it and pulling out, the most simple, but beautiful diamond ring. A thin silver band it was, that held a beautifully heart shaped diamond in the middle, that was cradled between two shiny, white baby pearls. Jake gawked at the treasured beauty, also expressing his confusion, but Robin explained as best he could, while his blood spilled and painted his clothes dark red,

“It’s my mothers... and she told me to only let it be worn on the woman that could love unconditionally and be trusted to be loyal, and faithful. I thought I could never find one, but I did and never got to pick her and hold her. And I won’t ever-“

Robin was cut off by his own gut wrenching coughs that was causing blood to paint his white teeth, soon spilling out slowly. Jake grew nervous and his breath hitched at the sight, he then quickly wiped Robin’s mouth with his sleeve.

“Robin please talking isn’t helping you pal-“

“Please... Jake. Ugh... j-just listen.”

He extended his hand and reached for the hand in which Jake held the ring. Jake took his hand and held onto tightly with the ring in between, with growing tears in his eyes, as he watch Robin who suffering so much, yet was still willing to speak for him.

Robin looked at Jake and squeezed his hand harshly while taking in a long, deep breath, as he thought of what to exactly say, making his last words count. Jake waited patiently, and could feel his heart break slowly, more at the thought of what he knew what was coming, and he couldn’t stop it no matter what. But he listened attentively, as Robin took his last breaths, to give Jake, the biggest mission of his life, an order, which was Robin’s last order. Robin took all the remaining strength in him, and his last seconds of given life to lastly say,

“Marry her Jacob Seresin. You’re not your father man... he’s nothing compared to you. You’re a good man, a loving and respectable man. So take back Delta, Marry her, and never leave her till death do you part. For me. Please. Take this ring, which was my mother’s, and marry her. Do what I couldn’t Jacob. And be better than your old m-man.”

Robin then closed his eyes slowly, not seeing how Jake let out a breath he was holding onto, and the tear that slip down his cheek. Jake let his eyes close as well, setting free a deep sob that was awaiting to be let go, when he felt the pulse on Robin’s wrist, stop beating, and his hand go limp in his hold. Jake grabbed the back of Robin’s head and leaned his forehead to press it against his own, as he cried in utter sadness. In the distance he thought he had heard something other than his own whimpers, but it was confirmed that someone else was indeed there when a strained scream could be heard coming close,

“ROBIN!! Is that you!?!”

Jake lifted his head and turned to see the person he knew would be crushed the most, Delta. Delta was great friends with Robin, practically platonic soulmates. And Delta had introduced Robin to Jake saying he was her brother, and soon Jake and Robin had become great friends, but it did not compare to Delta’s and Robin’s connection. They had grown up together and closer through high school, college, Navy academy, and through Top Gun, they knew each others biggest secrets and flaws. They loved one another more than a blood-related brother could, their bond and faithful friendship was unbreakable, but only up until this day, when death took Robin away. Delta ran through the snow and sported a look of fear and pain, as her forehead was covered in blood and so was her flight suit near the waist, in her hand she carried her broken helmet. Jake didn’t want Delta to see Robin the way he was, lifeless and gone forever, the opposite of who he always was to her. Jake knew it would only strike her pain more, and scatter the shattered pieces from her heart. Jake then quickly grabbed his own helmet and put it on Robin, and pulled down the large visors that were on it, so most of his face could be covered. He could hear Delta’s footsteps approach closer to him and that’s when he ran for her. Delta immediately recognized the blond aviator coming towards her and realized that it wasn’t Robin, whom she thought had made it out of the cockpit. But before she could say or do anything, Jake and caught her in his arms, and held onto her tightly. She began to kick and scream for him to let her go, she really wanted to see Robin, still thinking he was alive,

“Jake!! Please let me go!!”

But Jake held her down and pushed her head into his chest, hiding her away from the world and it’s darkness, it’s loss.

“No Delta.. n-no.”

Delta didn’t need to hear anymore from him, she had read Jake’s mind. She could feel his body trembling against hers violently, as he took deep breaths. It was in that moment when she figured out, that Robin was dead. Delta moved her arms to come around him, as she clutched onto Jake’s body embracing him, and began to cry out loud with him. Jake cradled Delta’s head as he cried,

“I’m so sorry Delta, I’m so sorry.”

Delta shook her head as she buried her head in Jake’s chest sobbing,

“Oh honey... It’s not your fault... it’s no ones fault.”

Exactly one month later....

Jake sat next to Robin’s grave as he let the breeze sweep against him, taking in the blessing of life, and what it privilege it was to still be breathing. He had been coming every Monday, the exact day when Robin had passed, to talk to him about what had been happening during the week, even about the past football games he was watching. But today, Jake changed the subject, as he examined the wedding ring Robin had given him, such a precious gift it was. While looking up at the blue clear sky, Jake teared up as he expressed,

“I don’t know Robin... I know you’d want me to do this for you... because you’re right, I’m not my father. I’ll love Delta so much, I’ll do and give her anything. My undying love, a good house, even if she wants it blue and pink or even green? Damn you bet I’ll paint it and make it exactly how she asks. Kids... yeah I’ll give her those little gremlins too. But what if she says no? A-And doesn’t want me anymore, I already called it off- I left her. She might not want me back again after I screwed up. But I love her, I’m madly in love with her Robin. What do I do? I’m scared, just like you were... but I don’t want to make the same mistake you made, which is not telling her that I love her and that I want to love and have her forever. But what would she say to that?”

Jake lowered his head and closed his eyes, letting the tears slip down, unafraid to let his guard down and just break. Indeed he was afraid, afraid that it was too late to fix what he had broken, all because he was terrified of becoming just like his father, when deep down he should’ve known, that he was no where close to his father, but a good, loving, honorable, and respectable man he grew up to be. Over the soft breeze that blew through the trees that surrounded him, which gave the gentle sound, the quietest, and calmest voice could be heard saying,

“Yes... I say yes, Jake.”

Jake moved to stand on his feet in the same second he had heard the voice, the voice he fully recognized, the one he had fallen in love with the day she spoke to him softly, after he took a punch for her when drunk guys tried laying their hands on her. He got the flashback from hearing her voice in that moment.

‘... Back in that day... he had stepped into the situation, without caring if he knew who the gorgeous woman was or not, he just wanted to do the right thing, which was not let men touch women when not given permission. He got up from the floor, after taking 3 hard punches from two guys way larger than him. He heard someone else and Rooster chase them out, as he tried to compose himself. He wiped his bloody nose and saw the blood on his palm, but then he heard Delta’s voice for the first time when she thanked him. Now that was what caught his attention, he could taste how sweet she was, just by the nice words she spoke, they were like honey, to the red metal his tongue tasted,

“Thank you for that, you didn’t have to... but um, my brother Robin got your Stetson, and y-you’re wallet back... May I buy you a drink, sweetheart? As a payback, for saving m-me.”

Jake took a second, and looked at Delta fully for the first time. He then just about fell for her in that moment, with her sincerity and smile, her humbleness to accept help when needed, even when she wore her decorated dress blues, that held awards showed her untold bravery. Jake grew cottonmouth, for once he didn’t know what to say, or didn’t have a good pickup line for a pretty chick. But that’s cause Delta wasn’t any pretty chick, no no... that’s was Jake’s, gorgeous and beautiful future wife...’

“Delta?”

Delta stood a short distance from him, as she wore a long, flowy white dress. Her loose, curled hair flew slowly in the wind, as her hands were clutched in front of her, holding a blue vase with baby breath flowers, all put together nicely. Jake took a step closer to her, as he heard her begin to explain,

“I said yes... to you..”

Jake was still in a trance of disbelief, wondering to himself if he was seeing a beautiful angel in front of him, or if it was actually Delta. But she answered his untold questioned as she added in a sweet tone,

“I-I couldn’t help but hear you cry to Robin, telling him how you felt about what happened a few weeks ago. Believe me I talked to him too, on the jet before the crash.. and even right there where you stand. I was expressing to him my love for you. And all he said to me was... was to not give up on you, to love you and help you through it all... and I will. I still love and want you. I need you.”

Jake fixed his eyes on Delta, and couldn’t say anything, once again, like the first time when he had seen her. He only walked up the hill to her and got on his knees, looking up to her, relishing in her touch as she grabbed his face in between her hands, after she had put the vase down next to her. Jake reached into his pocket and pulled out the ring, holding it up, and grabbing one of Delta’s hand as he said nervously,

“Please tell me again, please baby.”

Delta could see him holding his heart in his hand as he asked, she smiled compassionately as she repeated,

“I say yes, I want you.”

“You’ll marry me? Even after all of this?”

Delta nodded approvingly,

“Even after all of this...I’ll marry you, baby. I’ll marry all of you.”

Jake let out a sigh of relief, and right away put the ring on Delta’s left hand, giving it a warm kiss afterwards. Delta grabbed his hands and pulled him up as he stood, then brought his face down for a kiss. Jake held onto her face gently, as she did his, while they poured their love onto each other. Jake could feel Delta brush her thumb against his cheeks, wiping away the tears that had fallen from his closed eyes. Delta separated from his lips and pecked them a couple more times before saying,

“You’re Jacob Thomas Seresin, and no one else. And I’m marrying, Jacob Thomas Seresin.. and no one else. And all I want is you.”

Jake nodded as he searched for her eyes, seeing how they were already fixed on his. He smiled happily with teary eyes,

“Thank you... I love you so much, I always will.”

Delta smiled up at him wiping his tears away as she replied,

“And I love you too, so much, forever.”

Jake leaned down and kissed her lips one more time passionately, before letting her go, and hugging her tightly, laying her head against his chest, as he laid his head on top of hers. They both looked ahead, and saw Robin’s tombstone, and only embraced one another more tightly, as they both thought to themselves,

‘We did it Robin... thank you.’

#jake hangman seresin #jake hangman x reader #jake seresin #jake seresin x reader #jake hangman seresin x reader #top gun hangman #jake seresin fluff #jake seresin angst #hangman x reader #hangman seresin x reader #hangman angst #hangman fluff #hangman #Hangman x reader

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catsvrsdogscatswin · 6 months ago

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Since a lot of people enjoyed the "Legolas bluescreening" joke in my Boromir post, have some further Fun Elf Lore from the books:

Even aside from the reality-bending stuff Galadriel and Elrond can do with their rings, elves casually disregard the laws of physics all the time. Legolas stands (and runs!) without sinking in snow that's chest-deep for Aragorn and Boromir. Elves can also sleep -or at least, gain the same benefits- while walking upright, an ability Legolas taps into several times while chasing the orcs that kidnapped Merry and Pippin.

Middle Earth used to be flat: you could sail west from the coast by the Shire and eventually hit the Undying Lands. Due to a long story of hubris, the gods got pissed and said "Fuck this, *unflats your earth*" and made the world a globe. Elves, however, were broadly exempted from this rule, which is both why they can still sail to the Undying Lands when no one else can and why they have such incredibly keen vision: they can ignore petty human concerns like "there's a horizon in the way" when sighting in on something.

The distinction between elf groups is broadly a matter of academic degree. Middle Earth was created via a Very Large Choir, which foretold the coming of Elves and Men (not dwarves: I'll get to that in a minute) but left the gods with a terribly long wait time until things actually happened. When Elves did finally show up, the gods were ecstatic and invited them all to hang out. The elves that went to the Undying Lands learned magic and wonders beyond mortal comprehension at the feet of Valar, which makes them automatically wiser and more powerful than the elves who loved Middle Earth more and never left. Basically, they went to Elf Uni and got a diploma while everyone else stayed home.

Galadriel was born and raised in the Undying Lands, and Elrond has a doctorate by descent, as does Arwen. No one from Mirkwood ever went to Elf Uni, which may partially explain why Thranduil is Like That.

"Wait why are the smart elves back in Middle Earth if they moved overseas?" A) Not all of them did come back and B) those that left the Undying Lands did so because Feanor involved them in a property dispute so big the Simarillion got named after it.

Who is Feanor, you ask? Feanor was an elf from the Undying Lands who made the shiniest bangingest blinging-est jewels to ever exist, and when they got stolen by Sauron's precursor/old boss Morgoth, he swore an oath to bind his entire line to the act of dire vengeance and dragged half the elven population of the Undying Lands back to Middle Earth after him in search of said gems. Morgoth also killed Feanor's dad on the way out after robbing him, but the patricide is mostly an afterthought to He Stole My Rocks!!!

If the elves of Middle Earth are involved with a non-Sauron-based conflict (and sometimes even when they are) there is a 98% chance that it is somehow, ancestrally, indirectly, the fault of Feanor and That Goddamn Oath. Except Mirkwood's beef with the Lonely Mountain -that's one of the sole outliers.

One of the first Elf-Men encounters was Galadriel's brother Finrod deciding that the best way to greet this new race was by sneaking into a warcamp full of sleeping humans and playing a harp solo to assure them of his harmlessness. This is objectively batshit, but it did in fact work, so Nat 20 for him I guess. He later died after being captured by Sauron; he was mortally wounded while fighting a werewolf in defense of a friend, which he managed to kill naked and weaponless. Another Nat 20, RIP.

Dwarves and elves tend to dislike each other due to Ancestral Curse of Thinking You Have Bad Vibes. Back during the long wait for sentient beings to show up, the smith god Mahal (Aulë to the elves) got impatient and made the seven dwarf lords. When Eru politely if frigidly asked him what the hell he thought he was doing, Mahal humbly explained that the wait was taking forever and he craved people to infodump at teach who shared his love of crafting. Eru felt that that was fair enough and accepted dwarves into the universal family, but added in admonition that "Since they're adopted, they and my eldest aren't going to get along. Also you have to put them back in a hole and wait for the elves to show up because you can't just jump the queue like that."

#LOTR #Lord of the Rings #The Simarillion #elves #dwarves #dwarrow

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warringwarrioridiot · 10 months ago

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"They was asking for it"

YOU WANNA KNOW WHAT YOU'RE ASKING FOR?? A BIG FAT BASEBALL BAT TO THE BACK OF THE SKULL AT FULL SPEED MAX ISTG

Mfs like this need to take a long walk off of a short cliff cus if I EVER catch them I'm gonna commit some good old fashion homicide.

If you say things like "You should've enjoyed it" or "at least you got some" I'm tracking your IP and shoving ten cacti in your anal hole and/or vagina.

"game is game 🤪"

You need to shut your ketchup stain, Junkrat main, micro brain, aluminium chain, ankle sprain, CHOCOLATE RAIIIIN, with your runny nose dirty toes lick hobos cOwAbUnGa BrOs, Dude, I want you to look at your entire life. All your life choices. And tell me when you had an original idea in your brain. Your ass got kicked out and disowned and you started aggressively tapping the home button on your IPhone "Oh, help. Why is it not working?". YOUR ENTIRE EXISTENCE IS LIKE A NARUTO FILLER EPISODE, MY BOY! YOUR PRANKS ARE AS REPETITIVE AS THE AD "Whopper, Whopper, Whopper, Whopper" YOUR BRAIN IS JUST AS REAL AS THE LOVE YOUR PARENTS HAVE FOR YOU! YOUR GRANDMA GAVE BLING BLING BOY A LAP DANCE FOR PAY DAY. Wait hold on! *Punch punch punch* GIVE ME THE MONEY YOUR GRANDMA! I JUST ROBBED YOUR GRANDMA! I JUST HIT A LICK ON YOUR GRANDMA, HOW DOES THAT FEEL?! SHE POOR AS HELL NOW! YOU PUT A BALLOON ON YOUR HEAD AND THOUGHT IT WAS A DURAG! YOU LIKE RONALD MCDONALD FROM OHIO! "HEYA KID! YOU WANT A BIG MAC?!" WHEN YOU WALK DOWNSTAIRS YOUR WHOLE HOUSE STARTS RUMBLING! YOU BRING THE POWER OF EREN YEAGER AND 37 COLOSSAL TITANS DOWN YOUR STAIRCASE! AFTER YOU EAT DINNER YOU EAT THE PLATE AND THEN YOU EAT THE TABLE AS WELL! CHOMP CHOMP! YOU RENT OUT THE GAP BETWEEN YOU TEETH AS A PARKING SPACE FOR ANTS! YOU LOOK EMO ASF "CUT MY LIFE INTO PIECES! THIS IS MY LAST RESORT! SUFFOCATION! NO BREATHING!" LOOK AT YOUR NOSE YOU HAVE TWO MARIO PIPES COMING OUT OF YOUR HEAD! YAHOO! LET'S A GO! THEY MADE A SEQUEL TO FINDING NEMO BASED OFF YOUR ASS CALLED "LOCATING CHROMOSOMES! IN THEATRES THIS JULY!" YOUR BEST FRIEND IS A RAT LIVING UNDER YOUR BED IN A PRINGLES CAN! YOU POSTED AN INSTAGRAM STORY ABOUT A JAMAICAN CRICKET GIVING YOU A LAP DANCE IN THE BACK OF TOYS R US! YOU TORTURED AN ANT BY TYING HIM TO YOUR BUTTHOLE AND FARTING ON HIM! I HAVE MORE ROASTS YOU KNOW! YOUR GRANDMA IS A DARK SOULS BOSS CALLED "THE WRINKLE!

EW NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO THERE IS NO WAY! THAT THIS... OLD ASS FART WRINKLE IS TALKING TO ME IN SUCH A DISRESPECTFUL MANNER. YOU KNOW IT'S ACTUALLY KINDA SAD YOU'RE OLD ENOUGH TO BE A GRANDPA NOW BUT INSTEAD OF ADVANCING YOUR BIOLOGICAL CHAIN YOU'VE INSTEAD SPENT YOUR DAYS ALONE IN YOUR ROOM READING HITLER MANIFESTOS AND COSPLAYING AS A FUCKIN' NEO NAZI. SO MANY YEARS AND SUCH LITTLE ADVANCEMENT. No seriously! Seriously I find it amusing THAT YOUR PENCIL PENIS DONKEY KONG BARREL BUILT LOOKIN' ASS WOULD ASSUME THAT I EVEN REMOTELY CARE ABOUT A SINGLE ONE. NO NO NO FUCK THAT. A SINGLE SYLLABLE OF THE VERBAL DIARRHEA GARGLE THAT'S COMING OUT OF THE DUSTY SARLAC PIT YOU CONSIDER TO BE YOUR FUCKING MOUTH! YOU WANT ME TO SHOW YOU MY FACE?? YOU WANNA SEE MY FUCKIN' FACE??? BITCH SHOW ME YOUR FUCKIN' HAIRLINE CAUSE I KNOW THERE'S NO WAY YOU'RE SPEAKING TO ME RIGHT NOW DRESSED UP AS A GOD DAMN DIABOLICAL BOY SCOUT. NAH LOOK AT THEM TEETH. BOY YOUR TEETH IN CREATIVE MODE. HELL NAH BOY STOP PLAYING YOU TOO OLD FOR THIS SHIT. BRO THEY GOT FOSSIL RECORDS FOR EACH ONE OF YOUR FAT ROLLS. NAH STOP PLAYING WITH ME BOY I CAN'T TAKE YO ASS SERIOUSLY WHEN YOU DRESS UP LIKE A GODDAMN MEDIEVAL TERRORIST. BRO IS ABOUT TO SHOOT UP HIS OLD FOLKS HOME WITH A CROSSBOW AND A FUCKING TREBUCHET. YA YEET DOM DOM DOM DOM DOM DOM! SHUT YO UGLY ASS UP. WHAT THE FUCK? A HE AHHH EEEEE SHUT UP BITCH. YOU WANT ME TO TURN ON MY CAMERA? YO DICK BUILT LIKE A INVERTED BANANA. YO FOREHEAD CRACKED UP LIKE THE AFRICAN SAVANNAH. I CAUGHT YOU AND YO SISTER BUTT NAKED LAST NIGHT. SWEET HOME ALABAMA. FUCK YOU THINK THIS IS? WHAT IS YOU WEARING WITH YO GODDAMN HONEY WHERE IS MY SUPER SUIT? NAH BOY LOOK AT YO ROOM, YO HOUSE DIRTY AS HELL. YOU GOT FOUR SEWER RATS IN YO BATH TUB RIGHT NOW FLOATING ON TOP OF A PIZZA BOX SINGING. "YO HO THIEVES AND BEGGARS". LIKE SHIT, BOY I CAUGHT YOU HAVING AN EMOTIONAL CONVERSATION WITH YO TOE NAIL LAST NIGHT. WE COULD'VE BEEN SUPER STARS REMEMBER WHEN WE AS JACKING CARS. YOU AND YO TOE NAIL WAS GOING TO BE THE DYNAMIC DUO. BITCH YOU WAS GONNA BE IN AMERICA'S GOT TALENT SWINGING THAT SHIT AROUND LIKE A FUCKING BOOMERANG. SHUT YO STUPID ASS UP. BRUH I CAUGHT YOU JACK SPARROW RUNNING AROUND YOUR HOUSE WHILE YOUR DAD WAS TRYING TO BEAT YOU WITH A TOILET PLUNGER LAST NIGHT. COME HERE BOY! SHUT YO ASS UP. BITCH EVERYTIME YOU TAKE A SHIT THE GAME OF THRONES THEME SONG STARTS PLAMMERING IN YO HOUSE.BUM BUA BUM BUDUM BUM. SHUT YO UGLY ASS UP BRUH.

Are you getting mad?

DAMN You getting mad now! Cuz yo Legal name is Ledenhouser Strogenberg. Nah don't be Smiling now boy You ain't slick Boy! I caught you in the locker room after gym class Frantically wiping yo armpits down With a kleenex While tryna smell good For the girls In the hallway. OI ZOINKS! I GOTTA- I GOTTA HURRY UP. SHUT YO ASS UP YOU LIKE A DIABETIC TOASTER STRUDEL. YOU UGLY AHH AS HELL. YOU GOT THEM BIG ASS HUMPTY DUMPTY PANTS ON BRUH. YOU USE A FRUIT ROLL UP AS A BELT TO HOLD UP YO BUNG DU BUNGLA. Shut yo ugly Ass up You got Mineral deposits In your Belly button. You dumb As hell You thought Google drive Was a brand new Taxi service. Bitch yo Grandma Threw a Rage spell On the kitchen floor And started Smacking you with A weiner schnitzel. Shut yo ass up You a Diabolical Special needs Student. Boy you was In the back of a Short bus Maniacally Planning How you was gonna Take over Your school.HMMMMM YEAHHHHHHHHHH It will be MINE! Shut yo Ass up, Boy I caught you Butt Naked Playing gorilla tag With a mouse in your Kitchen. Yo ass Be sliding around The counters Like a paraplegic Frozone. Gotta Catch 'em ALL! Shut yo ass up With yo "I got a feeling Ooooooooo!" Everytime yo Grandpa Tickles yo Butthole. Shut yo Stupid ass up You thought the One chip challenge Was sticking a Hot cheeto Up your buttcrack. Ok! Here we go Everybody! OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Shut yo Dirty ass up Get yo ass on bruh.

It's actually so fucking sad these people still exist in 2024.

Istg misogynists and forced birth extremists and rapists are the most atrociously ugliest love-lacking idiots.

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I rest my fucking case, your honor. Kill every single one of these people before I do it myself.

#feminism #warringwarrioridiot #misogynistic people are dumb asf #kill all rapists #end rape #thank you #i rest my case

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bugcatcherwill · 2 months ago

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wanted to drop some shit because I've once again reworked my monster designs and I am doodling fanart AS I'M TYPIGN

I like to think that after each of their respective little adventures to the corners of Hyrule that the monsters might have little trinkets and accessories from those respective regions,,, mostly I just like glamming up my designs a bit but I think it would be sweet too,,,

I think Zayl already had that neckerchief thingy or whatever it's called from Sidon but I like to imagine the Zora in Kakariko sneaking it little trinkets from the Domain since it never got a huge chance to look at those types of things,,, I like to draw it with fancy silver jewelry that Sidon and co. grabbed for it !! I could talk about Zayl all day actually I love it so much,, wonderful creature

My new Sledge design comes back from Goron City with little rudimentary ornaments of rope and metal and some fancy rocks,,, I think it should be able to take home a few things since it was so welcome in the City and made a nice impression on the Gorons even when like. who doesn't unless they're being a dick. I love the Gorons they're so chill I can't wait for Sledge to get to hang out with them more

Kobb having little tufts of fur tied with Rito style clasps and braids and stuff,, maybe even some of the daisies/dandelions [I FORGOT IF IT WAS MAKING A DAISY CHAIN OR A DANDELION CHAIN WITH THE RITO KIDS,,, AUGH] from when it was hanging out with the little ones !! Maybe the goggles from its duel with Thrush,, I don't think it'd get to keep those but they're cute to draw it with so whagever <3

Rezek is such a diva. That Wizzrobe serves levels of cunt that shouldn't be possible idk if it's obvious but Rezek is such a special little creature to me,, besides the earring it got in Gerudo Town I like to draw it with flashy gold rings and bangles just for the hell of it. Rezek seems like it would meticulously remove every piece of jewelry it's wearing, politely hand it to someone else, and then proceed to walk away and beat the shit out of someone. I'm not sure how to draw the more human-like of Hyrule's people [which is why I haven't drawn as much of Link and everyone else as I would have liked lol] but I gave my Riju and Rezek designs matching gold bracelets like Riju took one of hers off and gave it to Rezek [like this] just because. I like them a lot

anyways sorry for the mile long ask I just really like doodling these fhcking DUMBASSES [affectionate]

YES

YES TO ALL OF THIS

THESE ARE ALL SUCH GOOD IDEAS OMG

This is like...........if RATC was a show/graphic novel this would ABSOLUTELY be something I'd consider

Just the monsters gradually getting more and more of an identity and taking a little something with them of everywhere they've been

Especially Zayl in the Zora metal frame/adornments would go unbelievably hard omg. It needs some bling!!!!!

I really like thinking about how like...........Lizalfos already have their own Zora-esque armor, where it covers parts of their body as acts as the "clothes". They have pretty neat parallels between each other but Zayl with those Sidon-bracelets would be spiffy as all hell

That's reminding me of how yea I really gotta include the Gorons in more scenes especially when their meeting with Sledge went.....the best it possibly could've. They're just the forever homies you KNOW they're still talking about the show Sledge put on back in Goron City.

The rock motif for it would work well too because of Sledge's namesake ooooooo this bangs,,,

Kobb with goggles is just canon hasdfjhksa. I don't think the ones it had were from the duel (I should've) but any excuse to have Kobb is goggles is a win for me. That's kinda why I did exactly that in the shorter Hebra-flying chapter LMAO

It's just so cute thinking about it,,,

And then GOD Rezek with all the jewlery is *chef's kiss* I did like how it went for a more modest look when picking out an earring, but now it'd be funny to think about like.....it giving in to the peer pressure to be a little more fancy.

THE MATCHING BRACELET IDEA WITH RIJU AND REZEK IS SO CUTE TOO. They're so "younger and older cousin friendship"-core I'm dying

Of course, it'd fight tooth and nail over it before finally admitting "damn, I actually look pretty good....."

And then, being an Electric Wizzrobe, it could use the gold bracelets as like....a way to fight by channeling its magic into the metal. AND IT'S LIKE "the bracelets give me a boon in combat that's why I wear them all the time" and everyone's like "uh huh yea sure buddy whatever you say"

Hmmmmmm taking notes taking so many notes

#ratc ask #ratc lore dump #i be yapping #but yea #the monster blorbos #i love them

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whumpbug · 6 months ago

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silly questions pt 37292037

nailcare !!

how are your ocs nails? are they chipped, cut short, long, extensively cleansed, always have dirt under them??

and would they color their nails / nail salon. if so, what color and what nail shape.

WAITER WAITER!!! MORE SILLY QUESTIONS!!!

this was so fun to answer lem. i took the oppurtunity to talk about their hands in general because hands are So Telling and i wish i could draw the differences between their hands better bc its so special to me

ONTO THE POST!!!!

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simon:

simon has very nice hands. he has long, slim fingers with manicured nails. he takes care of his nails himself and they're usually pretty short because he works in healthcare and is perpetually wearing gloves.

he is always washing them and cleaning his nails and stuff because hospitals can be gross and more often than not he is wiping up Some bodily fluid so. yeah. he'd rather not have that on his hands at ALL.

his hands are perpetually frigid. slightly concerning, but he's elected to ignore it. even when the rest of him is warm, his hands stay cold and one of his favorite pastimes is to random snake a hand up the back of archie's shirt to see him yelp at the cold. affectionately, of course.

archie:

sigh. this had to come out eventually.

archie is a nail biter.

I KNOW. he isn't happy about it either. he's gotten a a lot better about since he was a kid because he paints his nails all the time now. it used to just be that clear, bitter polish but he Graduated into fun colors and his nails are almost always some silly design. sometimes, when he's really stressed, simon catches him starting to do it again and he just gently brings his hands down from his mouth and holds them casually and goes about whatever he was doing.

as for hands in general, archie's are a mess of scars from various things (cough cough when his hand literally got impaled) but they are still somehow so warm. theyre gentle.

gene:

gene has Man Hands. they're large, calloused, scarred, and just. you can tell he's done his fair share of manual labor. (but he often wears gloves as deputy. the callouses are from his farm work)

he keeps his nails trimmed short, but because of the nature of his job. they can get pretty dirty. he cleans them with a knife every night before bed.

he has a small little scar right by his wrist bone and that was from when he was trying to pick up an injured mountain lion cub from the middle of the road (incredibly stupid, might i add. he was 17.) and it scratched the HELL out of him. he dodges the question when people ask him where it's from.

cassidy:

cassidy has surprisingly slim hands for a man of his build. they're pretty but in a somehow masculine way if that makes sense. they're always blinged out with his rings and other jewelry and a bit tan from always riding his horse. (his watch tan is actually diabolical.)

his nails are, also, kept trimmed and short. they're just slightly longer than the rest of the guys though, because it's helpful when he plays his silly little banjo.

his hands, like archie's are also a mosaic of scars. some of them are dumb though. he has a large scar across his right palm from when he was messing around with his sheffield knife and throwing it up in the air and catching it, and then ended up catching it by the blade. this was when he was 16. montana was pissed that he had to rush him to the town doctor.

cassidy learned his lesson.

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UGH i love thinking about character hands. they're so telling. THANK YOU FOR LETTING ME YAP LEM!!

#oc questions #ask answered #gene and cassidy #simon and archie #gene and cassidy 🤝 having scars on their hands from Stupid Moments #simon's love language is bothering archie.#its like when you see your pet sleeping peacefully and you want to pick it up #simon sees archie minding his business and the Voices tell him to snap a rubberband at him or put his icy hands up archie's bare back #or do the “whats that on your shirt” and then flick his nose #its the older sibling instincts in simon what can i say

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newx-menfan · 2 years ago

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X-Men Monday with Erica Schultz

Spoilers!

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“Later, in college, one of my best friends (still to this day) was a huge Marvel fan, and when I fell out of reading the books, he would always catch me up on things. Thanks, Kevin!” 😳😬

….🚩🚩

“I’ve read all her solo series, so I don’t know if I have a favorite. I like All-New Wolverine as it introduces Gabby, Zelda, and Bellona. It also allows Laura to branch out a bit. Tom Taylor was the writer, but there was a revolving door of incredible talent on that book. David Lopez, David Navarrot, Nik Virella… the list goes on and on. “

“I also enjoyed Mariko Tamaki and Juan Cabal’s work with the stories showcasing Gabby’s relationship with Laura. And who can forget Jonathan! Diego Olortegui, Marcio Fiorito, and Georges Duarte were also contributing artists on that run. It was interesting to see the Cuckoos and Old Man Logan, and even Deadpool show up.”

😳😳😬😬

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“That was the assignment. I was given the option to do a story that was set in the past to help flesh out some more of who Laura is.”

😳😳😳😳😬😬😬😬😬😬

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“In the Utopia era, one of the things that made Laura feel ostracized from the younger X-Men like Bling was that she had no social graces. She was basically a feral animal. This was on display when the original X-Men came back from the past and Laura and Warren started a relationship. So Laura’s honest (like Tech in The Bad Batch), but she’s not entirely honest with herself. If she were, then she’d have an easier time understanding the uneasiness felt by her peers during this time.”

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——————————————————————— Yyyyeeeaaaghh- none of this sounds very reassuring 😬.

I personally tend to have low confidence in writers who aren’t comic book fans/more in the “comic book culture”- maybe that’s an unfair judgement call and “gatekeeping”… but the America Chavez solo series by Gabby Rivera, Chelsea Cain’s Mockingbird, and the MCU blatantly STATING they don’t want writers who read the comics ON THEIR projects are all PRIME examples of how often this goes BADLY 😬.

The fact that Schultz cited Taylor and Tamaki over KYOST (her CREATORS) or even Liu (who a lot of fans really LOVE and the fact that this story is supposed to take place during her solos time period…) ISN’T a good sign. Tamaki was undoubtedly the weakest X-23 book and it kind of shocks me ANYONE would mention it honestly…. It makes me think this will DEFINITELY be “Tamaki 2.0” and revolve around the SAME facility story beats instead of something actually creative. 😬

It’s also a bit weird to me that Schultz focuses more on the art than the actual writers…I’m not saying they weren’t amazing…but it seems a bit strange since the writing of Laura and the canon should be her primary focus…

I find the fact that she was ASSIGNED the Utopia time period also troubling…because there’s plenty of writers who would have LOVED to do Liu era Laura! Whether you agree or not- Liu’s solo is beloved by a large subset of fans and seen as their “iconic” Laura… Liu admittedly did some really great things in that series and her Laura was really complex and interesting! To basically talk about it like you would talk about a homework assignment…isn’t great. 😬

Hell….Craig Kyle is literally going on Twitter, BEGGING Marvel to let him write Laura again!

The BIGGEST RED FLAG to me though has GOT to be talking about Laura being “ostracized” (again…who BESIDES Surge ostracized her Marvel?!! That’s literally just ONE freaking person??!! Mayybbbeee Hellion and Rockslide in the beginning of NXM…but even THEN Mercury was telling them to knock it OFF…and Julian and Laura later were best friends. LAURIE was more bullied than Laura in Academy X! WITHER and SURGE were more ostracized than Laura EVER was! Come ON!!) and talking about the O5 and her relationship with Warren…

NO X-23 fan liked “All New X-Men” Schultz. 😐🙄. NO long term Laura fan thought Warren was a good boyfriend or liked Laura IN THAT BOOK! And what’s up with the random Bling mention? Like I like Roxy…but literally no one immediately thinks of HER when they think of “New X-Men”…? She’s a Milligan creation…When did Bling ostracize Laura? Did Schultz get Roxy and Noriko mixed up?? Does Bling appear in this book? Like why are you dragging poor Roxy into this mess??? She literally did NOTHING except not want to be X-Men canon fodder??!!

“During this time, Julian is an important part of Laura’s life, but he’s only really in a flashback panel or two, if I’m being honest. Laura has to do some self-care in this series, and that means cutting herself off from pretty much everyone in order to find where she’s really going to fit.”

OH THANK GOD!

At the point that we’re going into “Laura was ostracized by the NXM and never had ANY real friends at Xaviers” song and dance AGAIN…I would rather not have Hellion set foot in this book…!

All I can really say about this is…. I REALLY really hope Hellion is back with Wind Dancer in Krakoa era and has just chosen to opt out from all the Laura drama at this point, instead of being dragged in every time writers need “poor sssaaaaaddd maligned Laura” ! 😳🙄

“If I’m thinking about it in the grand scheme of comics, I don’t think any relationship is ever dead. I mean, how many times have Rogue and Gambit broken up and gotten back together? Storm and T’Challa? Scott and Jean? Scott and Emma? And don’t get me STARTED on Hawkeye and his escapades! So I think there’s always a chance for Laura and Julian. Whether or not I’m given the go ahead to make that happen, I couldn’t tell ya! Not that I can’t tell you, it’s because no one has told ME yet. Hahaha!”

I find it HYSTERICAL Marvel gets asked pretty much ALL THE TIME about Hellion during Laura projects….they know it’s super popular…and STILL they won’t do anything with it despite knowing it would sell 😐. You’re basically outing yourself Marvel by saying Hellion and Laura is on par with Jean/Scott, Scott/Emma, and Rogue/Gambit…some of your most ICONIC comic book ships you have. 😐

Hellion and Laura are honestly NEVER going to come back, the same way DC comics will always find a way to screw over “Young Justice” and “Wally West” in their books- it’s nostalgia from an era older comic book fans hate. YJ doesn’t deserve the respect “the New Teen Titans” does…because it happened in the 90’s instead of the 80’s AND because the team is made up of second Gen sidekicks instead of first Gen…

Hell the animated series couldn’t even be BOTHERED to feature the REAL YJ cast as the main protagonists…it was instead filled with classic Teen Titans.🙄

NXM and the characters from it will always have a black mark despite their popularity, because it’s not “Grant Morrison”…or “Generation X”…or “New Mutants”…

The ONLY possibility of Hellion EVER being ALLOWED to be back with Laura…is if the MCU chooses to feature him as a love interest in one of their movies or shows…and most likely Laura ISN’T even going to be in the MCU, just like Miles Morales hasn’t 😐.

“Hi Larisa, so Haymaker is an interesting villain. They’ve been a part of Laura’s story long before Laura even knew it. One of the things we explore in this arc is collateral damage. Haymaker/Jordan is just that type of character. Their life took a dark turn and their rage led them to where they are.

This story has a lot of healing in it. It also has a lot of pain. And it’s never comfortable to confront your past and try to make amends while still maintaining your pride. Let’s be honest, Laura is a prideful gal. So there’s going to be a lot of kick-ass action, and Laura is going to be put through her paces, but she’s also going to have to reconcile some of her past actions and how that affects others.”

Sooo it’s “Orphans of X”/Alex Cimini/Henry Sutter…taking some kind of serum…probably related to Laura and Logan’s healing factor…

Great. 😐

Overall the writing so far doesn’t ASTOUND me. Laura’s voice feels pretty “meh” and the art is pretty so-so. It’s not even Marjorie Liu levels of writing at this point. I am predicting this is going to be another forgettable and most likely skip-able “X-23 mini”.

It’s sad, because I think Laura has run essentially into more or less the SAME “clone” rut Superboy and Bey Reilly ran into….

Every story about Laura revolves more or less around the facility OR clones/Laura DOUBLES.

Her only consistent villain is perpetually Kimura and facility copies.

Her identity and story CENTERS around being a clone, instead of trying to branch out a bit by focusing in on her relationships with the NXM, NYX crew, Avengers Academy kids, ect…

There are other things you can DO with Laura, she’s not “out” of possible stories…but you would think it considering how writers have treated her the last few years. I will give Liu this, at least she TRIED to step away from Facility drama with the Hooded woman/enigma force/ect. The problem is- modern writers don’t WANT to be creative. The don’t want to have to break away from the “female Logan” or “clone” overused storylines. Even if it is making Laura’s character obsolete and forgettable.

Let’s be honest, Tamaki’s “Robo-Lauras” was the beginning of the end in, “How much can we stretch the clone/shadowy facility” storyline. At this point….just bring back Craig Kyle, Marvel. It may not be perfect…but it will probably be better than this 😐.

Maybe I am judging it too harshly (in my defense the “pitch” Schultz gives in the interview was pretty DANG awful!)…but nothing in this interview reassures me it’s gonna be good.

#aipt #Erica Schultz #x23 deadly regenesis #deadly regenesis #x 23 #x23 #laura x 23 #Laura Kinney #x men #new xmen #new x men #Marvel #academy x #new x men academy x #cringe #Spoilers

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khiphop-discussions · 1 year ago

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Drop the Bit Ep.1 Part.1 Thoughts

Super Bee said he wants to see the average citizen. He hopes to see a Homies 2.0. I hope he means in context of artists that TRULY started from the bottom and not music or style wise.

Uneducated Kid: Whether you're good at rap today or not, I'll pick a pretty girl. The host says auditions are blind so Unedu said he'll just pick them if he thinks the silhouette looks like a woman. If it's a man he'll fail them.

King of supporting female rappers LOL

They had Super Bee go first. They had Unedu and Homies pretend like they didn't know it was him but obviously he left the judging area so who ELSE WOULD IT BE?!?!?!?!? LOL

So Super Bee starts angrily joking about how he only got a 4 pass (cause he's the 5th judge so he couldn't hit the button from on stage). Homies say that he wasn't good enough for the all pass and keeps making excuses. Super Bee says "I didn't like "Generation" (Homies' newest song at the time this was recorded), you couldn't surpass "Siren"" so CK(?) says "You couldn't surpass "Shark in a Cold Pool"...damn that was cold LOL

Someone rapping on 2PM's "Again and Again" instrumental. He's a bit rough but he's 14 and unknown so I'm not too shocked. Even Unedu said the beat choice was the main reason he passed and next time he needs to polish it up and bit more. I agree but again this contestant is super young. His name was Big Wave.

Random thought: Seeing teenage rappers always makes me think about Dickids and how remarkable they were. How the HELL were they that talented that young? OMG.

Roona & Sahmin passed....the bar is low. they're just loud and obnoxious (YNR loves anybody with these two qualities. It's like a requirement to join at least until Khan came) and one of the members (Roona) has an afro. I wonder if it's his real hair with a perm or if it's a wig.

They eliminated a bunch of good rappers and I know it's because they weren't ratchet, loud, and obnoxious enough. One was Yonghwan from Navyl1ne if you remember their killing verse with Rebel Jams from a few months ago.

This rapper is talented as well. They are called iceboy. His delivery and his instrumental choice was really good. Apparently he was on HSR season 1 (I don't remember him that was WAY too far back) ad there was some issues. He was one of the contestants who got exposed for things in their personal lives.

Minseok from Rebel Jams was eliminated as well.

LOL I just immediately recognized Khan even if he's blurred out. His voice is so recognizable once you know it. After I typed this, one of the captions on the show introduced Khan as an NFL member. He was already in that crew at the time (I thought Khan, Oxy, and Chillin Homie only met DURING this show and then they joined NFL but it seems like that's not the case?) So that means people potentially already knew of him. If that's the case then this was juts barely a bling audition.

They thought Khan's voice isn't loud enough but it's literally just his signature sound LOL and they signed him with that same sound so *shrugs*

I also immediately recognized Oxynova's voice. It's the style and the English tbh

Multiple people make lyrical mistakes and get eliminated.

I'm gonna stop right here for tonight. I guess this will be part 1 but I'll pick back up for the other half when I get a chance.

Show stopped at 17:05

#khh #khiphop #drop the bit

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lillbiff · 1 year ago

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we make it work

part 1

mention of rape. Alternade universe. body unhappieness

He woke up in the middle of the night. the nightmare... no... the memory... hit him, and woke him in the dark. a demon, forcing him to hold still, while raping him. a couple of days later, left Aziraphale and got back to heaven. Crowley was scared that he might ruin the young child he was expecting. he wanted to end it. but as he stood in front of the holy water, he couldn't end it. he wanted to raise the child. around two years later, did a angel rape him. and he got pregnant again. Crowley hated his body, himself. but he wanted the children to be happy. now he has two daughters. he called the demon girl Sia, and the angel girl Ash. Sia was eighten, and Ash was sixten. Crowley learnt fast, that his daughters have very special personalities. Ash was like a demon. she always pranked her sister, and made fun of her. Sia, on the other hand. was kinda like a angel. she always apologised for things she didn't do. and always wanted to take the blame for her sister. he did his best to raise them corectly, and he had learned pretty soon, to love his daughters. he got up from bed, and decided that he will get a drink before going back to sleep. he moved down the stairs to the kitchen, and looked at his daughter Sia. "Sia? why are you still aw-" "mom! watch out!" a sack of flour hit me in the face, and i blinged a couple of times, before looking at my two daughters. Sia looked with shock at me, while Ash started to laugh. "i'ts fucking two A.M... did you stay up just to build this?" i asked, while grabing a hand towel. "i didn't know about this!" whined Sia. "Ash... you know what that means" i put the towel away, and turned to ash. "the corner of shame?" she asked frustated "the corner of shame" i agreed. Ash walked into a corner on the left, and sat down. i started to clean up, and saw how Sia stood next to me. "can i help?" she asked. "ya know sweetie... how about you grab Ash, and go to sleep huh?" she nodded, and gave me a goodnight hug, before she disapeared with Ash. i sighed. it was around 5 A.M when i got back to bed. i didn't get much sleep though. after one hour, i was already awake again. i made myself ready for the day, send Ash into the corner of shame for insulting her sister, and decided to go shoping for a familiy night. i was looking at some snacks, as i felt how someone put a hand on my shoulder. i turned around, and looked at Hastur. "what are you doing here hastur?" i hissed, with gritted teeth. "just asking how's it going. how are you're daughters?" i just glared at him. "that's none of you're buissnes! go back to hell" i turned around again. "the angel is back on earth. i thought you wanted to know" he said, and left. i stared at the ground... Aziraphale was back... could that be? i decided not to think abaout it for now, and walked back home. i got inside, and looked around for Ash and Sia. Anathema came around a corner, looking at me with a soft smile. "hi Crowley. Ash and Sia let me in. i hope that's ok" she said, and helped me unpack the things i brought. "of course. you're always welcome" she smiled at me, before her face turned a little serious. "Crowley... Aziraphale is back... and he would like to see you" i didn't answer for momend. "well if he wants to... he knows where i live" "he wants to know if i'ts okay when he comes over... he was gone for some years after all" i nodded. "of course it's ok. he can come over whenever he wants" "alright. i call him" she disappeared again. i sat down for a momend, thinking about how his meeting with his ex best friend might turn out.

#fluff #my au #alternate universe #family #good omens #good omens au #crowley #aziraphale #hastur good omens #anathema good omens

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yourfifitherealone · 2 years ago

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In The Name of Love

The loud ring of your front door of your base echoed through into your room.

You groaned and looked on the full length mirror at your no effort sleeping clothes. You wore a blue shirt with a polar bear and purple sweats with yellow slippers and a cute pink camo bonne. You wobbled to the door and felt the cold door nob in the palm of your hands as you slightly opened your front door. There, blocking the door from opening fully was a tiny square-shaped brown box covered profusely in clear tape on all 4 sides of the box.

Curiously, you cautiously picked up the box and took it inside. You, for some reason couldn't find the box cutter so you used the largest knife you could find die to thinking a regular sized knife would have not opened the box well. You cut the box open and saw blood pour over some guys face.

The blood was poling over the box that the tape was holding inside you threw the box onto the floor causing the head to roll out onto the floor for anyone that could've been there to see. "What the hell?! Oh my God!" You panicked, where would you put this? How long was that literal severed head on the doorstep for anyone to just pick up, How could you clean up all this blood?

Who did this?

You felt anger boil over you. The pure audacity for someone to purposely send you this. This couldn't have possibly EVER been by accident, so how, who and why. You went to your most trusted friend to help you with your secret. Your Australian 6"1 assassin friend was probably the best with secrets he didn't seem to freak out much considering there's a bloody head on your carpet right then.

"Ya know who it was?" "If I know who it was wouldn't you think I would've told you by now! That's what I'm trying to figure out" you answered. "Dont be angry at me be angry at the head on your white carpet." You facepalmed just imagining how much work it'd take to get even half of that stain out. "I got some cleaning stuff that will definitely help with your little uh incident while you look for the bloody axe swinger I'll help clean it up for ya, how's that sound?" "Sounds great thank you so much. I owe you one" "You owe me a ton!" He laughs

You walk into the hall exiting Sniper's room determined to find out who was messing with you. "Hey yo, Y/N!?" Someone called. You looked up to see a confused Scout squinting at you, "Oh! It is you How are you?" You walk over, "Well someone sent me a...thing, felt a little threatening, trying to figure out who it is, you know?" "Nah sorry bro but hey if you ever do find out...call me up and we'll end em. Mess em up so hard their own mother won't recognize them, right?" He chuckled abd turned to you awaiting your response. "Hell yeah. Remind me to always call you when I have a issue!" You said walking off to go interrogate some more. "Violence is the answer" he said with a playful wink and finger guns.

After a hour of asking questions of to your other teammates you finally got to Medics room you knocked heavily. He walked out with a smile plastered on his face. "Yes, commande ?" "You know what that thing that was sent without a address, to my house, was. That. You?"

He grinded wider, "Maybe.."

"Did you like it?

You tackled him into his medical room in frustration and bling rage. You punched him about 3 times before he tossed you into the wall. You tried to regain your lost balance by using the wall behind you but your dizziness due from the throw forbid you from doing so. You slumped back down onto the floor and passes out.

When you woke up you were on the cold metal table hands tied above your head. In the corner, Medic is breathing heavily with his hands curled by his face poorly hiding his red cheeks and deranged smile. "W-what are you doing?' His footsteps echoed in the room as he walked to the table you were bound to, "I'm doing... something. A project I would call it." "What type of project, Medic?" Those words fell out of your gritted teeth. "To see how long for you, liebe would it take for stockholm syndrome to kick in."

Your eyes widened, "They'd find me, the others. They wouldn't leave me here they'd come looking for me." "Yes, unfortunately, the would. I won't let them tho. I promise."

"No,no,no I don't want this! No! Why are you doing this?! What did I do to-" "Nothing! Nothing at all, Liebe! Absolutely nothing... just be absolutely perfectly irresistible. And I could lie and say "I'm doing this because of science and the medical field " but truly, I'm doing this in the name...of love."

#Medic #medic tf2 x reader #medic x reader #tf2 medic #yandere medic #Fanfic #Fanfiction #tf2 medic x reader #yandere tf2 #tf2 x reader #medic tf2 #tf2 fanfiction #tf2 fandom #Tf2 fanfic #tf2 au

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seawitch62 · 2 years ago

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Worst Date Scenario

Jay Park x OC

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WC: .7k

Worst date scenario.

Jay Park

Bee was excited, Jay finally reached out to her today.

Realizing he's busy, with the new label, Won Soju, festivals appearances, music, working on the new music.

Still, it's been a minute since she last heard from him, even a text would have been nice, she sighs.

Tomorrow, what did he say?

"A date you won't forget!"

What romantic adventures has he got planned ?

"I have nothing to wear!"

Shopping expedition is needed,

Bee thinks to herself.

Bee hits the mall, clothing stores,

browsing for hours till she finds what is the perfect outfit.

"Shoes! I need new shoes!" She mutters.

Zeroing in on the shoe stores she finds the perfect shoes to match her newly acquired outfit.

"Handbag, I don't have one that is coloured coordinates with the outfit and shoes"

Next stop, looking for a bag to match, her determination pays off and she finds exactly what she wants.

Accessories, 'can't ever go wrong with new bling'

Last stop, the hairdresser, trim and colour and eyebrow wax.

After eating her take out, she grabbed at the mall, she pondered her purchases and was very pleased, telling herself, she did great and she will look 'hot'.

From experience Bee has discovered when Jay states a time to be ready fifteen minutes early.

He is not one to sit idly, movement is the name of the game. Not lacking in conversation skills, he can keep the chat alive, animated hand gestures come part and parcel with his dialogue.

Knowing this Bee keeps herself abreast with the news and other happenings, one never knows what topics may arise.

A vehicle pulls up, just as she suspected fourteen minutes early, one last glance in the mirror, happy with her reflected image, she leaves her cozy flat, locking the door behind her and heads toward the car.

The man holding the door open for her, Kwon as she simply refers to him, closes the door as she seats herself in the car.

Jay greets her with a smile, and immediately starts chattering.

Cursory questions "how are you? What have you been up to?"

Followed by lengthy discussions about his happenings.

Suddenly he changes the subject

"I have a present for you"

"Wow thank you" she replies with a warm smile.

Jay passes her a gift bag, intrigued as to what he may have got her, she looks into the bag.

The first thing she notices is the pattern on the material.

It's exactly the same as the pants he is wearing.

"How sweet" she tells herself

With exuberant delight she yanks the item out of the bag.

It's a pair of pants.

The pants are a twin set to those he is wearing. 'So romantic, matching outfits'

Dizzy with happiness, she reaches over, arms wrapping around him, "I love them thank you".

She is rewarded with a grin.

Bee's mind is running around in circles, they have been driving for a while now, where are they going?

Jay is excited, hyper even, but when is not!

"Your gonna fucking love the surprise, you will not fucking forget it, I promise!" He states with certainty.

Music fills the vehicle, Bee is as happy as a bird with a worm.

Anticipation slowly mounting, what else does he have in store? Romantic picnic? A hike while they walk hand in hand?

She has no clue, but she is eager for the answer.

As if fate had heard , the vehicle stopped.

Kwon opens the door and Jay leaps out of the vehicle.

"Come on," Jay tells her impatiently.

Bee exits the vehicle, only to notice people surrounding Jay with greetings, she notices they are wearing the same pants as Jay and the ones he gifted her.

Confused she looks around,

'Where the hell are we?' she ponders.

'It looks like a farm'

Jay is busily chatting away, then he looks at Bee.

"Welcome to Won Soju Farm"

"Grab your pants!"

"Let's get to work!"

"Work?" She utters.

Smiling from ear to ear, Jay saunters off with the crowd that greeted his arrival.

Looking around she realizes he is not joking, this is indeed a farm.

He wants or expects me to work on his farm!

Dejectedly, she grabs the pants and follows Jay.

He is right; she muses this is one date she will never forget.

#jay park fic #Jay Park fanfics #aomg scenarios #Jay Park × OC #worst date scenario fic #jay park date fic #jay park fanfic #jay park scenarios #jay walker #h1ghrmusic jay park #aomg jay park #jay park #jaebeom park x oc #jaebeom fanfiction #jaebeom x reader #jaebeom imagine #jaebeom scenarios

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taeminscoconuthead · 2 years ago

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Idk if the read more thingy works but yeah- (CW // vent, dec 18th, sui, cyber bullying, self deprecating humour, self esteem issues, just so many stuff…)

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Bruh I was so excited for dec 18th because of the milk thing and now it’s getting daunting again. Not because I’m sad now that Jonghyun is… well…. but it’s because I’m constantly being reminded about the time I was getting cyber bullied online. I’m still remembering all the times someone told me to kill myself and my mind instantly was like “well I might of well since I’m pretty sure nobody would miss me the way everyone misses Jonghyun because I’m a nobody” and my stupid ass would start crying whilst trying desperately to end this suffering since there’s nothing for me to do or anyone to run to.

I would constantly talk about how much he hates me and if I died he’d probably beat me up and make my eternal life hell with his pure lust for my soul. In fact, once he finds out I was sent to the netherworld he’d run over like a fanboy not to ask me for an autograph, but to give the devil a holiday so he could torture me instead to unleash his raging anger at me. If I was there at that very moment, he’d probably rip through me like he was celebrating the Christmas he missed out at 2017. As soon as he saw me, his eyes probably lit up like a kid and I could tell you that Jonghyun would scream of joy and I’d be over there, laying on the ground as I tell him to get it over with since nothingness feels so much more than somethingness at this rate. At this point, I’d probably cured his depression all together since he’d wake up happily knowing that “it’s time to beat the shit out of that bitch again” and would wave good morning from the window but really he meant to say “bad morning” because it was about to turn back to torture again. WHY DIDN’T I SAVE HIM BEFORE? I could of easily saved him by simply existing and him hating the idea of me existing! Why was I a stubborn piece of shit when I could of saved millions of heartbreaks around the globe. Oh? I was too young to travel to Korea? Boy shut up. Bang Chan went when he was 10, bad excuse. You should of went and then saved Jonghyun. Oh poor dear Jonghyun, a selfish little 12 year old refused to come and save you from your suffering because they cared about themselves more than other people. You should be ashamed of yourself. Shawols hate that you didn’t save their precious bling bling and now you don’t deserve to ever use that title ever in your life. You’re a disgusting, pathetic human being and I hope you die — never mind, Jonghyun doesn’t need anymore unsolicited guests. Oh well.

Honey don’t say thattttt! Jonghyun loves all of us and he’s never single anyone out for their race, gender, sex, shawol status, etc.

I know this year will be even harder than the last since you had to go through all the bullying and the harassment online, but look at you. You’re still alive and didn’t die! Jonghyun is probably watching you with his jaw to the floor seeing that you survived something like that whilst going through depression.

You may not think so, but some Shawols could even be his idols! Anyone who has went through depression and actually makes it out alive, he idolises them and is fascinated at the fact that someone would actually see the light of day. That doesn’t mean that if a Shawol doesn’t make it, he’ll think badly of them. It would mean that he’d feel their pain and is quite understanding. Trust me, Jonghyun is way different than how you interpret him to be. He won’t beat the shit out of you just for existing, but rather make heaven much more comfortable for you as he shows you around.

Don’t worry hun, you’re very valid and bullying like this should never of happened to you. As a Shawol, I’m so sorry you had to go through something like this. I hope you heal well and hopefully Dec 18th wouldn’t be as bad now that you got me and the gang! You are such an amazing Shawol and even an inspiration that you make the room shine when you step into it. Your vibes are so cool, nobody would dare to hate you at all. Only complete strangers would act like this to you because I’m saying this as a friend. You’re doing well, keep going.

#vent #also please stop bullying online

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immaturityofthomasastruc · 4 years ago

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Master Fu: Master of Failure (200 Follower Special)

Mentors are some of the most important characters in all of pop culture, as they help the protagonist advance in his journey while helping them improve in skill and personal growth. Because of their vital role, mentors tend to be among some of the most memorable characters in their respective franchises.

Mentors can be a variety of people, from wise sages, to former soldiers, to just regular people with a strong moral compass. What matters is the impact they have on the hero, and the role they play in the story.

Master Fu does a poor job at accomplishing both of those qualifications.

Like, well, basically every bad thing in Miraculous Ladybug, the ideas behind Master Fu were interesting in concept. The problem was the execution, or rather, what little we got with Master Fu. Yet he still manages to be memorable (no pun intended) for all the wrong ways. But before we get into Master Fu, let's get into a problem with Miraculous Ladybug in general that plagues several characters and plotlines.

Order of the... What Exactly?

Despite being “the last known member of the Order of the Guardians”, Master Fu hasn't really explained much about the Order he's from. All we really know is that he was trained to guard the Miraculous and distribute them to worthy people. And the Order does this... why exactly?

This is a huge problem with Miraculous Ladybug, the underdeveloped lore behind a major part of the story. Despite being connected to the Miraculous, you know, the magical artifacts the show is named after, we still don't really know much about why they were formed in the first place, and what their connection to the Miraculous is.

Oh wait, the origin of the Miraculous actually is explained... in an issue of the tie-in comic.

Someone seriously thought it was a good idea to explain that Kwamis are connected to abstract concepts like creation and destruction, and how the Miraculous were created, both very important things to learn, AND THEY DID IT IN A GODDAMN TIE-IN COMIC THAT ONLY LASTED THREE ISSUES!

I shouldn't be expected to read supplementary material to understand the backstory of a show. You don't need to watch Star Wars: The Clone Wars to understand the tragedy of Order 66, so why would you expect your audience to read a comic book to understand the origin of the magical objects that give your main characters superpowers?

Even the explanation we got isn't that detailed. Okay, fine some guy created the Miraculous to give the Kwamis tangibility (which actually explains how they can phase through solid objects), but... how and why? How was this sage able to see Tikki, how was he able to create the Miraculous, and why did he do it?

This extends to the Order of the Guardians as well. How and why were they formed? What exactly do they even do besides guard Miraculous? Why do they even guard the Miraculous in the first place? We even learn more about their methods, and trust me, I'll get to that later.

In Xiaolin Showdown, the pilot episode of all things explains why Shen Gong Wu are so important, and why the Xiaolin Dragons dedicate their lives to protecting them, because they maintain the balance between good and evil, and if they fall into the hands of evil, the world could fall into 10,000 years of darkness. Yeah, the first episode actually does a good job at explaining the backstory of the show, who would have thought? And it's from a show that has a better representation of Chinese culture when this is what the main character looks like.

Overall, the Order of the Guardians is an underdeveloped concept that does very little to help out Master Fu as a character. If the backstory of a character is so vague, how can we even understand the character's motivations in the first place? And by God, are Master Fu's motivations confusing.

Master of Not Doing Anything

Before I started working on this, I saw a video review of Miraculous Ladybug by someone who had never seen the show before, and only did so because one of his friends said they would start watching One Punch Man if he did. Even though he only mentioned Master Fu a few times, he described him as “a dude with a jewelry box full of superhero bling”, and felt like that was all those unfamiliar with the show needed to know. As someone who is familiar with the show? Yeah, that's basically all Master Fu is.

Despite being classified as a mentor, Master Fu doesn't really do a lot of mentoring. Sure, he occasionally talks to Marinette, but whenever things get rough, all he really does is hand out a Miraculous for Marinette to give to someone else temporarily.

And I've said it multiple times, but the Rent-A-Miraculous system is a horrible idea. Not only does it require Ladybug to basically leave Cat Noir to fend for himself while she rushes over to Master Fu, she has to think of an ideal candidate for the Miraculous she takes, find said candidate, rush back to where the Akuma is, hope Cat Noir wasn't incapacitated by the Akuma, and then haul ass to Master Fu's place to return the Miraculous as soon as the fight's over.

The idea of introducing new heroes is interesting, but because we see them so rarely, they don't really feel that important. I get that the title is “Tales of Ladybug and Cat Noir”, but I just wish the show would do more with the temporary heroes, like see how it affects their lives. Unfortunately, I can't, thanks to “Miracle Queen”, as usual. I'll get to that episode again later on.

Even when Master Fu takes out the Miraculous, he doesn't really help Marinette think of which one to choose. He just says something like “Take a Miraculous, but be sure to return it to me when you're done.” It doesn't matter, because Marinette apparently knows how all fifteen Miraculous in the box work. Hey, wouldn't it have been nice to see Master Fu actually teach Marinette how every Miraculous works? Maybe have him suggest which Miraculous to take based on the Akuma's powers? I'm just saying, maybe you can take time away from Ladybug and Cat Noir fighting a giant baby to actually give more focus on other characters.

Before that, he was just planning to do nothing and hope Ladybug and Cat Noir could reclaim Hawkmoth's Miraculous for him. According to Tikki in “The Collector”, Marinette isn't even supposed to see the Guardian, and only met Master Fu because she found the Grimoire. So despite being “Guardians of the Miraculous”, he doesn't even help out the random people he decided to give Miraculous to? It's a miracle Ladybug and Cat Noir survived an entire season without any real guidance from Master Fu.

The third season tries to do something by having Master Fu train Marinette to become a guardian, but all of the training is entirely offscreen, and by “Feast”, he just says that her training is complete, and then makes her a guardian against her will in “Miracle Queen”.

Then there are moments unrelated to the Miraculous where he fails to actually be a mentor. Everyone knows about how stupid it was that the writers wanted the audience to sympathize with Adrien for threatening to quit being Cat Noir while Paris is flooded, but this also could have been a moment where Master Fu helped him talk about his feelings, or maybe dispense some wisdom about how hard it is to understand if someone actually trusts him or not. You know, act as a mentor to Adrien?

But instead, they brush over this potentially interesting character moment, because that would actually imply that Adrien has flaws. Because we all know Astruc loves to show the audience that Adrien Agreste is basically the second coming of Jesus Christ, right? And even though the episode making a big deal about Adrien not knowing Master Fu, they really don't have any meaningful conversations outside of that episode, except maybe “Party Crasher”. Though the episode does have Master Fu taking action when Ladybug is incapacitated by the Akuma by giving a Miraculous... to someone he barely knows swimming in Adrien's bathtub. Even he regrets his choice a few minutes later.

And then there's the fact that despite it being his job to guard the Miraculous, he does literally nothing to figure out where the Butterfly and Peacock Miraculous are. Sure, he briefly talked with Marinette about Gabriel possibly being Hawkmoth in “The Collector”, but she did most of the investigating in that episode.

Hell, “Sandboy” establishes there's a way to contact Nooroo, the Kwami of the Butterfly Miraculous, on his birthday, but Master Fu turned it down, so they did it behind his back! For the love of God, this is a chance to figure out who Hawkmoth is and bring the conflict with him to an end, and you're passing it up?! In “Heart Hunter”, Master Fu says that Hawkmoth “talks a lot, but hasn't achieved much so far”, but you could easily apply that to Master Fu himself.

Outside of giving Miraculous to Marinette to borrow, what has Master Fu actually accomplished in the story? Maybe his backstory will shed more light on him as a character, and won't just make him look even worse.

The Bungled Backstory

One of the most frustrating things about Master Fu's backstory is that it actually has some pretty good buildup.

In “The Collector” we learn that Master Fu made a mistake that led to the destruction of the temple the Guardians operated out of, and the Butterfly and Peacock Miraculous were lost in the process. This does a good job at setting up the mystery of what Master Fu did to destroy the temple in the first place. It continues in “Sandboy”, where Master Fu's worst nightmare is him heing haunted by the ghosts of the guardians he accidentally killed, and then we see in “Backwarder” that Master Fu had confidants to help him keep the Miraculous safe from what are assumed to be the Nazis. Because I guess guardians get to share their secrets, but not Ladybug and Cat Noir?

And then we learned the full backstory in “Feast”. Much like how “Oblivio” and “Cat Blanc” killed any chances of me ever showing any sympathy to Alya and Gabriel respectively, I lost all respect for Master Fu after watching this episode.

We learn that Fu was chosen to be a guardian at a very young age, and had no other choice but to start his training. One day, he was assigned to watch over A Miracle Box as a test for twenty-four hours without any food, water, or sleep. He decided to use the Peacock Miraculous to create a Sentimonster to get him some food, but his anger corrupted the Sentimonster that made it go on a rampage to eat the Miraculous in the temple... and somehow set the temple on fire judging from this shot.

In my main blog, I had originally made a post calling out Master Fu for what he did, but since then, I've mostly softened up. This is just a fan theory you are free do disagree with, but I like to think that Fu was supposed to use a Miraculous during the test. Maybe he was supposed to use the Mouse Miraculous to get some food while one of the clones sat and watched the box, or use the Horse Miraculous to sneak to the kitchen.

My problem comes from how his backstory affects his actions, and makes him look like a complete hypocrite.

Even though he hated the fact that he was basically drafted to become a guardian when he was only a child, he saw no problem handing out Miraculous to children who weren't that much older than he was when he burned down the temple. I don't even think he should even qualify as a master. His title shouldn't be “Master Fu”, but something more along the lines of “Acting Master Fu” on account of the other guardians burning to death.

Say what you will about Zordon for recruiting teenagers with attitude to become the Power Rangers, but what makes him more likable than Master Fu was that he actually cared about them. He routinely gave them advice, never really lost his patience with them, and understood they had lives outside of their jobs as Rangers. Hell, he was even willing to let them retire to peruse major opportunities in their lives, like Jason, Zack, Trini, and Kimberly, because he knows what it's like to be trapped in a situation that prevents him from living a normal life.

In fact, if Fu really hated being forced to become a guardian, why did he have no problem doing the same thing to Marinette? If anything, Fu should hate the Order of the Guardians, but it's never really explained what really motivated him to continue their practices.

Usually, a backstory related to a supporting character is meant to be followed up by the main characters doing something so history doesn't repeat itself. Anakin Skywalker was driven to the Dark Side because he was afraid of losing someone close to him, with the Jedi Order giving him no support due to their rules against personal attachments. This ideology is subverted in the original trilogy when it's Luke Skywalker's compassion for his father that motivated Anakin to rebel against the Emperor and fulfill his destiny as the chosen one.

But instead of learning from past events, or maybe realizing the Order of the Guardians was never as noble as we were led to assume it was, Master Fu just upholds their tradition of enlisting child soldiers to protect these world-ending artifacts while barely doing anything to help them out. And nobody ever acknowledges there might be anything wrong with the Order.

The Cowardly (and Hypocritical) Turtle

Despite being established to be 186 years old (which still hasn't been explained), and the destruction of the temple happening when he was a child, Master Fu hasn't really done anything with his position.

Despite having all the time in the world, as well as a Miraculous that lets him teleport anywhere, he still hasn't found the missing two Miraculous that Gabriel managed to find at least 129 years after he lost them, give or take.

There's also the fact that, at least, according to the flashback in “Backwarder”, Master Fu may or may not have chosen to sit down and let several historical atrocities and conflicts happen because he didn't want to risk losing the Miraculous. You know, minor things like the Taiping Rebellion, the Crimean War, World War I and II, the Rape of Nanking, the Cuban Missile Crisis, the Tienanmen Square Massacre and God knows what else. What did Master Fu even do while he ran around the world to keep the Miraculous safe anyway?

These both factor into the biggest problem with Master Fu as a character: He's a coward.

Whenever he's confronted with a tough situation, Master Fu's first instinct is to run away and hide. As soon as the Sentimonster that destroyed the temple returns, he takes back Marinette and Adrien's Miraculous and runs away. As soon as Hawkmoth finds out about his existence, he packs up his stuff and runs away. When he's captured by Hawkmoth and Mayura, he gives up his position as Guardian and forces Marinette to take on the role, so he can run away safely.

And once again, despite hating the Order for forcing him to train to become a Guardian, Master Fu has no problem with forcing Marinette, someone who was only a few years older than he was when he was drafted, to become the next Guardian of the Miraculous, all while conveniently losing his memory in the process, which implies that Marinette will lose her memory when she retires as Guardian. I once made a submission to Terrible Miraculous Ladybug AU's joking that he only made up the whole amnesia thing just to dump the responsibility of being Guardian on Marinette, but with his appearance in the Season 4 teaser, I'm genuinely worried that may be true.

And yet, despite every incompetent thing he's done, the show keeps trying to portray Master Fu as this wise old soul, because like with so many characters, the writers think if they keep saying things that aren't true, the audience will just give up and accept these ideas as fact. “Master Fu is a wise mentor”. “Alya is a good journalist”. “Ladybug and Cat Noir are equal”. “Chloe is irredeemable”. “Gabriel is a sympathetic villain”. “Lila is a good liar”. “Thomas Astruc responds to criticism like an adult”.

And I'm not against the idea of a flawed mentor either. I already talked about how complex Dr. K is as a character, and how her connection to Venjix makes her an interesting mentor. What I want is for the narrative to acknowledge that Master Fu is way out of his league. I want someone, anyone, to actually call him out for how poorly he's handled things. I don't want to be told he's a great mentor when the evidence clearly shows otherwise.

But it seems like we may never get that in the show, even though it looks like he's going to return in Season 4.

Let's just hope Master Su-Han is a better mentor, and actually appears in more than a single episode before being escorted off so Marinette can't have any confidants as Guardian. Who am I kidding? That's basically what's going to happen.

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nanasparadise · 4 years ago

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Can you do (aged up of course), Yandere Narancia x reader. [p.s can it include any of these prompts? “ Stop denying our love! Stop denying our future together!! ”, “ Please don’t cry. Show me the smile I love so much! ”, “ You can’t escape my love.”,” You will grow to love me back, I just know it!“] Thx so much <3

“You can’t escape my love”

“You will grow back to love me, I just know it.”

Hiya anon! I hope you enjoy it! <3

Summary: Your boyfriend doesn’t understand the concept of boundaries and keeps harassing you, until he stands in front of your apartment’s door...

TW: cyber harassment, implied stalking, gaslighting, mentions of a panic attack, toxic relationship, noncon touching, curse words, MATURE AUDIENCE ONLY/MINORS DNI

I do not condone any yandere behaviour in real life.

Narancia has been aged up, no minor content on my blog!

Word count: 2155

“No escape” Yan! Narancia x gender-neutral reader

Bling. Another one of… how many messages again? You have stopped counting a while ago. An exasperated sigh escapes your lips, wondering why you haven’t turned off the volume yet. Why is he so unrelenting? Annoyed, you take your phone in your hand, staring at the twenty-five texts Narancia has left for you. At first, they have started off innocently, asking you about your well-being and your day. But as time has passed, the messages have begun becoming more invasive and have ended up being straight-up creepy.

“Why aren’t you answering me, did I do something wrong?”

“Stop being so stubborn, I know you want to be with me, too!”

“I’m always near you, you’re aware of that, right? You can’t escape my love.”

An icy shudder travels down your spine while reading the last two sentences. Fear clenches around your heart, making your chest feel heavy, your breaths short and laboured.

“’’Try out this dating app!’ they said, ‘It will be fun!’ I see where this fun has lead me to”, you think gloomily. Why on earth did you ever sign up to that damned app and had to match with Narancia? You curse yourself, curse your naivety for having expected to encounter there a nice and healthy relationship.

The only thing that has waited for you is an obsessive stalker you can’t get rid of. Of course you didn’t realise Narancia’s disturbing nature at the beginning. No, you thought of him as sweet and energetic, although a bit tiring. Your first dates were pleasant: you went to a fair, sharing candyfloss and laughter between you, to a restaurant, where the Italian nearly choked on his pasta out of excitement, to a spring picnic at the local park, bathing in the gentle sunlight. It all seemed so beautiful to you back then, so innocent. But quickly, things have changed.

Narancia has become increasingly clingy to you until it started feeling as if he was glued onto your hip. Oh, you want to go grocery shopping? He’ll come with you and help you carry your bags! You’re planning on visiting your family on the weekend? He’ll join you, he has been dying to meet them anyway!

Setting boundaries with him was extremely challenging. Every time you hinted that you’d rather like to spend some time alone, he nearly threw a fit, taking your words out of context and twisting them around.

“So you want to toss me away? You don’t think I’m important to you?”, he shouted at you, tears of anger forming in his eyes. Back then, you didn’t notice his gaslighting methods, felt guilty for prioritising yourself. But now, you don’t want to hold yourself back anymore. There isn’t any reason for you to justify yourself, especially not to someone who clearly has no right to intervene in your life like this. Your gaze travels back to your phone. All these messages, these implications, are proof enough of his unhealthy attachment to you. Hell, he even admitted following you! No matter how much you enjoyed your time together, you can’t let Narancia continue with his creepy behaviour.

Quickly, you type a text, telling the Italian that if he goes on invading your privacy, you’ll block him. For a few minutes, sweet silence dominates your living room.

“Maybe he finally got it”, you muse hopefully.

Bling. There goes your hope.

“Are you messing with me? Why would you write that?! Please, stop with these jokes, we can talk about this!” Another sigh comes out of your mouth.

“No Narancia, we actually can’t. That’s exactly what I’ve been trying to tell the whole time, but it seems you don’t understand. I’m sorry, but I’m gonna block you for now, otherwise I’ll go insane.”

With these final words, you block his number. Relief washes over you as you realise that the Italian can’t harass you anymore.

“It‘s kind of sad how things have turned out”, you mumble to yourself. Though you do feel some regret – after all, the two of you had shared many beautiful moments together – you abruptly stop your pondering. “No use to cry over spoiled milk, Y/N. If he keeps treating you like this, it’s best to get away from him.”

Little did you know that Narancia isn’t letting you go that easily. The following days, he kept reaching out to you towards multiple phone numbers. Every time you blocked it, a new one popped up. At this point, you’ve simply stopped using your phone altogether, only relying on the device if it’s inevitable. In those cases, you’re helplessly exposed to the unnerving messages of the young man. The latest one keeps haunting your mind, initiating your anxiety.

“I’ve been really patient with you, Y/N, but this little game is making me lose my temper. I’ll be seeing you tonight and then we settle things straight. You will grow back to love me, we’ll make up again, I just know it.”

Nervously, you eye the nearest clock in your flat. 8 p.m. What does Narancia consider ‘tonight’? Will he even come? Are you able to face him right now?

“Oh god, I need to go”, you whisper desperately, nausea manifesting itself in your stomach. You could crash at your friend’s place, you’re sure they’d understand your situation. Quickly, you gather all your important belongings, ready to flee, as a loud knocking on your front door followed by an all too familiar voice interrupts your escape.

“Hey Y/N, could you open the door for me, please?”

Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck. You mutter an incoherent string of curses. Petrified, you just keep staring at the door, not daring move a single muscle in your body.

“If you don’t open the door yourself, I’ll just break it in, you know?”, Narancia shouts on the other side. The casualness of his tone scares you even more.

“How can he just be so blasé by his behaviour? Doesn’t he notice how wrong his actions are?” Actually fearing the Italian might damage your property, you accept your defeat and slowly walk up to the front door. Hesitantly, with shaking hands, you unlock it and pull the handle down. Nervousness creeps up on you, making your palms grow sweaty and your heart palpitating erratically. Soon – too soon for your liking – you meet a pair of familiar purple eyes. To your surprise, Narancia smiles upon seeing your face.

“Hi babe,” he greets you, carefree, “I’m so glad you opened the door for me! You have no clue how much I’ve missed you!” Without even waiting for you to invite him in – which you definitely wouldn’t have done – the young man marches into your flat, invading your privacy even further. Suddenly, two arms wrap around your middle and pull you close to the young man’s chest. Your breathing falters at the abrupt touch. “It’s alright, it’s only me, Y/N”, Narancia tries to comfort you. If only he knew that his presence currently gives you anything but comfort…

A few moments later, you find yourself sitting on your couch next to him. Narancia flashes you a seemingly reassuring grin all while you keep fiddling with the sleeves your shirt. You blankly stare at the floor in front of you. Even though Narancia’s behaviour is conveying sympathy, you couldn’t get rid of the intuitive feeling that this is all but a façade to lull you into a false sense of security. Who knows what he could do to you? Despite his overall sweet and fun nature, the young man doesn’t shy away from using violence if you test his – admittedly little – patience. His numerous messages flash up in your mind again. You’re painfully aware now how he made it clear that you’ve clearly missed your opportunities of being in his good graces. This realisation pushes you nearly over the edge, being on the brink of a panic attack. Would Narancia really hurt you?

“Look Y/N,” the sound of his voice interrupts your train of thought. A little startled, you immediately straighten your back and glance at his form next to you. The young man’s hand finds its way to yours, stopping your fumbling by securely grasping it. “I didn’t mean to frighten you, but what’s wrong? Why did you just ignore me like that?”, Narancia asks you. You don’t miss the hint of annoyance in his voice, indicating his true feelings. Though anxiety still has a hold on you, you try your best to fight against it and tell him the truth. After all, it’s not like you could escape this situation anyway. So you take a deep breath in and out again, before you spill your following words.

“Well, I know you’re more of a clingy person Narancia, but what you’re doing is unhealthy. You can’t expect me to give you my full attention all the time. And you definitely can’t follow me around! It’s just creepy and wrong. You know that’s considered stalking, right?”

The Italian stares back at you incredulously. You wonder what’s going on in his head right now.

“You gave me no other choice, Y/N! How am I supposed to see if you’re doing alright if you deny me like this? You really think me worrying about you makes me some deranged criminal?”, Narancia barks angrily back at you. The grip on your hand tightens. Listening to your previous gut feeling, you immediately retrieve your hand from his all while scooting away from him to gain more space between you. The dark-haired man’s jaw visibly clenches at your action, disapproval glistening in his eyes. Of course he would use his gaslighting tactics on you, he always does when things don’t go his way. Cautiously, you think for a while of what to say, not wanting to trigger Narancia’s wrath any further.

“It’s not the fact you worry about me, it’s the way you choose to show your concern. Narancia, it’s not okay what you’re doing, you’re actually making me feel very uncomfortable, even right now. Plus, you’re blaming me for your behaviour, which is, again, not acceptable”, You carefully reply, hoping to talk some sense into him.

He makes you uncomfortable? Narancia can’t comprehend your words at all. He’d been worrying himself sick the last few days, trying to reach out to you as best as possible while you cruelly kept on ignoring his countless messages. But he is supposed to be the bad guy now? The Italian scoffs intensely at that thought. He can feel the anger gnawing at his guts, ready to be released.

“You’re being ridiculous, Y/N,” Narancia reprimands you, “can’t I show you anymore that I care? That I love you? Even after you’ve blocked and ignored me? What do you expect me to do now, to just let you go?”

“Actually, I do,” you peep quietly, “I can’t continue with this madness. If you don’t want to understand and listen to me, then it’s best for you to go. Now.” Your voice grows stronger with every word you utter, finally regaining your confidence. Meanwhile, Narancia’s heart sinks to his stomach at your statement. Do you really want to leave him?

“No, no no no Y/N, you don’t mean this, right? You wanna stay with me, don’t you?”

“No, I really don’t think I do, not after you’ve shown me your true colours.”

With a force you don’t expect, Narancia pulls you suddenly against his chest again. His arms cage you in, leaving no room for you to move at all.

“This is just a misunderstanding,” the young man keeps repeating like a mantra while tightening his grasp as if you could dissipate into thin air if he didn’t cling onto you, “It’s normal for couples to fight from time to time, it’s fine. We’re fine, right? You wouldn’t abandon me for real, would you?”

“Narancia, I –“ you try to intervene, but your attempts remain futile as he cuts you off quickly.

“No, you’re not going to leave me! I’m not letting you. Look, this is but a silly fight, you’re not going to toss away our relationship for that, are you? Just remember all the beautiful moments we shared together, how happy I can make you, if you just let me!” Narancia nuzzles his head into the crook of your neck. “I love you, Y/N.” He eagerly plants kisses onto your skin, making you shudder and whimper helplessly. Your eyes grow bigger, your breath quickens as you desperately look for a way to escape this situation, to escape him.

“I love you more than anything in this world. I’d gladly give up everything if it meant to spend every second with you by my side. No one can love you like this but me. Remember that next time you’re thinking I’m going to let you off the hook”, Narancia whispers in your ear, the underlying threat being crystal clear to you. No, you aren’t going to escape from him any time soon…

#JJBA #JoJo's Bizarre Adventure #yandere jjba #yandere jojo #yandere narancia x reader #yandere narancia #yandere x reader #jojo golden wind #minors dni #tw: aged up character #tw: yandere #tw: noncon touching #tw: toxic relationship #tw: gaslighting #tw: cyber harassment

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thebluestbluewords · 3 years ago

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Something New (~1700 words, Mal/Ben, shameless fluff content because I don’t care what Disney says, I’m writing a better wedding for these kids)

✨

“Hey, Mal.” Ben says. “Look at me for a sec?”

Mal turns. There’s a faint breeze blowing through the pines, and the air moving over the water of the enchanted lake smells fresh and sweet, despite the late-summer heat that’s making Mal’s hair fall limp and sweaty against the back of her neck. “Yeah?”

Ben’s smiling at her, that sweet one that makes his cheek dimple and his eyes go all bright and happy. He’d been sitting on one of the rocks by the lake, but slides off so that he’s kneeling instead, still staring up at Mal with that sweet look on his face. “Will you marry me?”

What.

“I--” Mal stutters. “Yes?”

“Really?”

Mal’s heart is pounding like she’s running from a dragon. From Mother. No need to sugar coat it when there’s nobody but herself to hear. “I think so,” she tries again, breath stuttering. “I mean, yes. I do want to marry you.”

Oh, gods above. Mal does want to marry him, and it’s terrifying. She’s never wanted to marry anyone before, and she’s thinking about it too much now, and oh, Evie is going to absolutely flip when she hears this. “What the fuck.” Mal says. As Ben scoops up her hand and kisses it. There’s no new ring in his hand, but he kisses the seal, the one that Mal’s been wearing since that first day where she choose this new life, when she chose to be good.

“I love you,” Ben says. “And I want to marry you.”

“And I love you.” Mal says back, automatically. “Why do I feel like I’m being completely blindsided by this?”

Ben shrugs. He’s still down on his knees, and the sunlight filtering through the trees is turning his hair all golden. He’s so earnest about these things. Mal loves him, whatever the hell that means.

“I couldn’t tell you that,” Ben says, leaning into Mal’s leg a little bit. “I wasn’t trying to be subtle, you know. The whole, like, cute place out here, making time to actually get a proper date instead of just crashing after class, and I did literally ask you how you felt about marriage the other week.”

“I thought it was a hypothetical.” Mal says, almost automatically. “I thought you were asking for, like, some kind of vague time in the future, not now.”

“Do you want me to take it back?” Ben asks, looking a bit taken-aback himself. “I can ask you later, or never, if that’s what you want.”

“No!” Mal exclaims, and makes a grabby motion at her fiance, whatever the hell that’s supposed to mean. Ben’s got a very kissable sort of face, so it only makes sense for Mal to kiss him a little bit.

“Okay.” Ben says, but it comes out sort of like ‘Ookey’ because of the way Mal is sort of holding on to his face. “Not taking it back then.”

“I think I’m gonna need a hot second to process this.” Mal says, once she’s pulled back from kissing the daylights out of her prince, what the fuck. “Are we like-- what does this even mean?”

Ben buries his grin in Mal’s cheek, as is right. “Well, when two people love each other very much--”

“Shut up! Are we like, is this it?” Mal asks, tipping over into something a little bit hysterical. “Do you have some kind of royal bling hidden somewhere you’ve been waiting to pass on until now?”

Ben kisses her again, just a little bit. “Well, I do sort of have to do this publicly at some point,” he says, voice low like he’s at least sorry about it. “It’s a whole tradition, and my parents will get really mad if I don’t, and you know the whole deal. I was going to give you the ring then.”

“I want fair warning before you make me have emotions in public,” Mal says, quick as anything. She’s crying a little bit, oh gods. “And the council will get mad, you mean. Your parents accept me for who I am now.”

Ben kisses the tears that are sliding down Mal’s cheek. “Yeah. My parents want me to be happy, and you make me really happy, so. The council was still hoping that I’d get married to one of the Auradon Prep princesses, but well, you saw how well that was working out.”

Mal snorts through her tears. “You like a bit of rough, huh princling?”

“I like you.” Ben says, oh-so-earnestly. Oh, she’s going to cry again. Ben must notice the way that Mal’s face is going warm and blotchy pink with the emotion, because he pulls back sort of abruptly to put his hands on her shoulders instead, moving his thumbs gently along the tense muscles there. “Is that too much? I shouldn’t say I like you?”

“I-- I don’t know,” Mal stutters. She feels sort of sick, but in a good way. A stomach-flipping, butterflies way. “I feel sort of like I’m going to-- I think I’m having an emotion?”

“Does it hurt?” Ben asks, grinning.

Mal smacks him gently with the palm of her hand, and leaves it there, cupping his sweet face. “Yeah! It does. What’re you gonna do now, huh? You’re making fun of me, and I’m hurt. You can’t say something like that to your girlfriend. That’s not Auradon-approved.”

Ben’s grin only gets wider. “Ah, but I’m not saying it to my girlfriend!” he says, approaching unbearable levels of disgusting joy. “You said yes! You’re my fiancee now.”

Mal has to laugh, and even if it comes out a little hysterical sounding it’s better than nothing. “Evie says it doesn’t count until there’s a ring on it, and I don’t see any ring yet, princeling. Gotta get me that bling and then you can be mean to me all you want.”

“I do have a ring, you know,” Ben says, leaning into Mal’s touch. “I thought you wouldn’t want to see it yet.”

Mal’s not sure what exactly to do with that one. Sure, she’s got some different traditions around relationships, but it’s hard to miss any wedding traditions from back home when none of the villains she knew even got married unless it was to publicly announce an alliance, and even then those marriages were usually short lived and an excuse for a night of indecency and public innuendo. Nobody but sidekicks got married for love on the isle, and while gangs might have exchanged some sort of trinket to make sure they were marked as running together, the bracelets and tattoos didn’t have the same sort of sentimental value as proper wedding jewelry.

Unless.

“Oh. Until you do it publicly?” Mal realizes. She’s been the one to put more emphasis on doing things the ‘right’ way, and even after some of the revelations that came with her somewhat public meltdown last year, she’s still got some hangups about doing things the way that Auradon society would have them done. Evie would have some psychoanalysis about it , that’s for sure.

Whatever. It’s fun to figure out how to blend in to proper high Auradon society, especially now that she knows there’s no pressure from Ben to do so. As long as she’s not actively insulting people or trying to stir up too much trouble, he doesn’t care what kind of lowkey, simmering dissent she’s stirring up against his father. It’s like blending in anywhere else, really. All it takes is a little practice and some bending of the rules, and now that she’s got a good enough handle on what boundaries can be pushed, it’s almost like a game and not like a terrifying unknowable pit of anxiety that’s consuming her bones from the inside out.

Yeah.

“Yeah,” Ben agrees. “I thought you’d want to have something left of the surprise for when I do it publicly, but you can look at it once we get back if you don’t wanna wait.”

“Yeah? Is it in the back of your sock drawer too?” Mal asks, teasing now that she’s got her mind under her again.

Ben goes a bit pink about the cheeks. “Maybe,” he says. “So what? It’s not like anybody’s looking there.”

“Knowing you, you’re keeping some kind of historical relic in the back of your drawers, huh?” Mal asks, sweeping her fingers through her fiance’s hair. Fiance. It’s not sort of a nice sound to it, actually.

“No.” Ben says, immediately. “It’s not a relic. Not for you, Mal Bertha, first of her name, first of the VKs to come over to Auradon. You deserve something that’s all your own.”

“I’m not--” Mal starts.

Ben cuts her off. “You are. You’re the first Mal, and that’s what matters. Your mom might not have given you a full name, but you made one for yourself. That’s what we’re about, aren’t we? We’re the ones in charge of our own destinies, not some stuffy adults who are still living in the past.”

“Yeah.”

“Are you crying?” Ben asks, because he’s awful sometimes and wants Mal to talk about her emotions.

Ugh. Dragons don’t cry. “Not yet, asshole.” Mal gets out, around the weird feeling in her throat, and okay, yeah, the tears that are threatening to slip out.

“Do you want me to stop being nice to you? I can smack you if that would help.” Ben offers unhelpfully, still grinning a little bit. What a dork.

Mal lets out a choked sort of laugh, and leans back to offer her cheek, tears and sweat and all. “Yeah, actually. Just gimme a good whack, okay? I’m sure that’ll go over great with the others.”

“We can say you drove into a branch.” Ben says, and presses a kiss to her cheek instead.

“Oh geez, don’t even remind me,” Mal says, wincing a bit at the memory. She’s still getting the hang of the whole moped thing, and narrow forrest trails don’t make for the easiest learning experience. “I think I still have pine needles in my teeth.”

Ben kisses her again. “Sorry.”

“No you’re not.” Mal reminds him.

“I’m not!” Ben says gleefully, and hugs Mal so hard she can feel her ribs protest a little bit. “I’m going to marry you.”

“Dork.” Mal says, ruffling his hair.

“Yeah.” Ben agrees, and pulls on the sweaty end of her ponytail in something like retaliation.

“You wanted to make this official, beastie boy?” Mal says, teasing but also so deadly serious that she can feel her heartbeat all the way in her fingertips.

“Yeah,” Ben breathes. “Yes, Mal.”

“What’s more official than a little true love’s kiss, huh?” Mal breathes, and kisses him.

#my fic #descendants fanfiction #descendants fandom #mal bertha #ben florian #descendants #technically yes this is wedding content but it’s not following the Disney content that they tried to give me #I want…….not that #I want love and emotional maturity and communication #so I’m writing it myself damnit #Bal

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