#this is not what the future was supposed to hold

[honorhearted]

"I don't think there is a single thing in the world you could do to disappoint me, Benjamin Tallmadge."

He snorted. "Well, I certainly hope you'll remember this moment when you are, in fact, disappointed in me in the future. I'm quite the over-achiever, after all."

Penelope spoke of a son following in his footsteps, and despite the leap in his chest at such a thought, it was soon soured as Benjamin drifted to thinking of war, of destruction and pain and death, and his shoulders curled inward. "I should hope not," he murmured. "If it's all the same to you, I'd rather not share my stories with our children... I fought so they could be free, so they could be happy, and I don't wish for them to know any of the pain I've endured. Not even a moment."

Penelope, thankfully, seemed quite content to continue teasing him, so Benjamin latched on to the much lighter fare of conversation. With a snort, he asked, "How can I not compliment you? That seems like a double-edged sword, and I'm not about to risk displeasing my betrothed. Unless, of course, it leads to more untoward requests."

Penelope giggled, leaning into his touch with a gentle incline of her neck. "If leaving you now is so difficult, I can't imagine how hard it will be once we are properly wed."

"We'll never leave the house," Benjamin agreed, chuckling. "And if anyone trespasses during our honeymoon, I'll be certain to greet them with a musket. I think I've earned the right to be possessive of my wife. If they wish to hold an audience with you, they can wait in line." Grazing his lips along her shoulder, he muttered, "Unfortunately for them, I am the only one granted permission to enter that coveted queue."

Penelope hummed. "Do you really think anyone would even notice if I just stayed here forever? Surely, Mama is far too enraptured in planning the wedding to notice and its not as though anyone would miss me otherwise."

Benjamin fought back a groan. "Don't go giving me any ideas... I'm serious, Pen, I'm at the point where I'd rather just kidnap you for a week, and then claim a loss of sanity." He shrugged. "We're already engaged, but that at least would ensure that you have to marry me."

Penelope followed his glance toward the clock. "I suppose I cannot delay for much longer, so this is where we must part. The weeks ahead are sure to be long and arduous."

Benjamin grimaced. "You don't know the half of it...I'm afraid men are the far weaker of the two sexes, so I'll be in the direst of straits."

Turning to face him, Penelope smoothed her palms along his chest with a pout. "Promise you won't forget about me in the time we're apart?"

"Impossible," he vowed. "I'll be thinking of you each and every waking moment, slowly being driven to madness." Dropping a kiss onto her forehead, he lowly added, "I hope it isn't too much to hope for the same?"

--

Within a week's time, Benjamin found himself in Penelope's presence again. Her mother was distracted with God only knew what -- it seemed that marriages of the ton were quite the affair -- and despite his good cheer, he kept pacing around the room.

"I'm so bloody nervous," he confessed. "If my assumptions are correct, Father will be arriving sometime today, and I just... I'm unsure of what to expect." He halted in his restless trek, turned, and then glanced toward Penelope with a low breath. "I never told you this, but I essentially ran away from home... Not because of anything I did, but rather, because I couldn't face the pain of losing my brother. So I did the cowardly thing, and I left my father all alone."

Shoulders hunkering, Benjamin looked down at his boots in shame. "I've written to Father, of course -- I'm not that cold-blooded -- but I imagine he must still be hurt. And I want him to love you so very much, but...what if I've already ruined everything before it's even had a chance to begin?"

If I'd known from the start how we would've ended up, I'm not so certain I would have ever been a gentleman.

"I find that hard to believe. Even in the throes of passion, you're a perfect gentleman." Pen quirked her lips into a sweet smile, a renewed flush creeping onto her cheeks. She knew she was lucky to have found someone like Ben, and that such a someone loved her as intensely as she loved them. Pen had nearly accepted the fact that her life would most likely be devoid of love. She might learn to love a husband, if she had been fortunate enough to find a man willing to marry her, but she had never expected to find a love match. And yet she had been proved wrong time and time again.

"Yes, actually." She teased, arching her brows in defiance. "I would like you to reenact the story of the handsome, charming foreign soldier who seduces the insipid wallflower with his smile and devilishly sharp wit. Are you familiar with that one?" Perching her hands on her hips, she tried to maintain a neutral expression but she found it hard when her body was still thrumming with electricity. "I don't think there is a single thing in the world you could do to disappoint me, Benjamin Tallmadge."

You know I love it when you give commands. Pen bit at the inside of her cheek to suppress a grin. She'd been told on multiple ocassions that she had a tendency to be too bossy. She liked to be in charge of things, especially when so much of her life seemed to be entirely out of her control. Whistledown had afforded her the luxury of controlling the narrative of scandals in the ton, but there were often times her pride spilled over.

"Is that so? I do enjoy giving commands every once in a while. I think it runs in the family. Perhaps, one day, a son of ours will follow in their father's footsteps. Though, I wouldn't mind if they decided to become little poets and authors instead."

Although she knew she would support her children in whatever endeavors they found themselves thrown into, Pen wasn't entirely eager to imagine her sons off to war. Even so, she refused to dwell on such a thing. Those were matters for the future, problems to be dealt with when they arose. For now, Pen was satisfied with living in the moment and planning for the near future instead.

"You must not give me so many compliments this soon. I'll hardly have any motivation to do better if you spoil me too much. Lucky for you, I'm a dutiful student."

Pen let out a soft giggle, reaching up to rest her hands on his arms. The idea of going a single day without him was tortuous, even though she knew it would be worth the wait. If they were to behave properly, it could be weeks until she felt his arms around her again. She was sure she would go insane in that much time, but at least she would be able to relish in the memory of him until then. The idea of a special marriage license was terribly tempting, but Pen knew that it would be near impossible to get. A lady of the ton marrying a foreigner was not likely to earn a favorable compliance by Her Majesty. Instead, she resigned herself to her fate. If nothing else, it would prove to be a good practice of patience.

"If leaving you now is so difficult, I can't imagine how hard it will be once we are properly wed." She sighed, nuzzling into his touch. Although Pen was determined to not be an overly needy or nagging wife, she had a feeling she would be following him around like a puppy for most of the honeymoon--and long after, as well. She had spent her entire life searching for a place to belong and now that she'd finally found it in Ben's arms, she wasn't in a rush to part with the feeling.

"Do you really think anyone would even notice if I just stayed here forever? Surely, Mama is far too enraptured in planning the wedding to notice and its not as though anyone would miss me otherwise." Even as she teased, Pen knew there was some truth behind her words. Her mother was enjoying the party planning aspect of the wedding and Pen didn't mind handing over the reigns since such a thing was far too overwhelming to handle. All she wanted was to hide away from the world and be with her fiancé.

"I suppose I cannot delay for much longer, so this is where we must part. The weeks ahead are sure to be long and arduous." Turning around to face him, Pen whined, lips puffed out into a pout. "Promise you won't forget about me in the time we're apart?"

[loucifersbitch]

tagged by @bidisasterevankinard. continuing from where it left off yesterday (also i switched the tense for the whole fic, sorry)

"Eddie," he said, a hint of pleading entering his tone, "he doesn't love me. He loves the idea of me."

"What the hell -"

"Look, it's simple." It wasn't the first time he'd given some version of this speech, and it probably wouldn't be the last. "I'm not the guy men fall in love with. I'm the guy who comes before the person they fall in love with. I'm the stepping stone to finding the love of your life."

Eddie was silent on the other end of the line.

"I love him, Eddie. I do. I can see a real future with him, and that scares the hell out of me. I knew from the start this wouldn't last, but I let myself fall in love with him anyway."

"Tommy," Eddie's voice was gentler now, "how do you know it wouldn't last?"

"Because I've done this before! More than once. And Ev- Buck deserves to find the person he's supposed to end up with sooner rather than later."

Another silence on the other end of the line. Tommy could hear Eddie breathing but that was all.

"I think," Eddie finally said, slowly, "you're reading this all wrong."

Tommy really couldn't do this.

"Can we talk about this tomorrow? I need to - I don't know, process what happened tonight or something."

He could almost see the face Eddie made as he sighed and agreed. "Sure, but I'm going to hold you to that. Tomorrow."

The line went dead.

Tommy hadn't felt this alone in months.

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[bidisasterevankinard]

tease tidbit tuesday

chapter 2 of triplets fic is in cooking:

The worst  pain that knocks your breath attacks his lungs and the pain in his throat from spitting is worse than the terrible taste of bile and poorly digested food with gastric juice coming out through his mouth. At least today he’s not so dizzy and going for what feels like hours, no he stops exactly when someone knocks at the door that he knows he hasn’t even closed,

“Evan? How can I help?”

“Can you please get rid of the coffee you made and open the balcony before I come out?”

“Yeah, of course,” Tommy nods. “I suppose I should forget about my morning coffee for a while?” The question has no judgment or indignation, but light humor that Tommy’s little small do not deny.

Buck hums, “I can’t drink coffee because OB said so, but as it seems your kids are making me sick even from the smell. Guess they hate coffee.”

“Mine kids, huh? Only mine?” Tommy smirks, crossing his hands near his chest, and Buck hates that they have no time even for a quickie if he wants to not be late for work. Also the view of Tommy in his tank top, flexing his big, huge, even, absolutely delicious muscles, that Buck knows can hold him down near the wall, makes him so horny like never before. Hormones seem like getting to him. Or maybe he is just so in love with the absolute beast of the man he found for himself and the idea of the future they are building right now makes him too giddy and emotional.  

Finally stopping ogle his man, Buck finds the words to answer.

“Yes, when they make me sick they are only yours. As they're gonna be when they kick so hard I’ll be in pain.”

Tommy chuckles, “ok, sweetheart, anything you say. I’m going to go get rid of coffee and bring you water,” but before it Tommy comes to him and helps him get up, kissing his birthmark. 

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[dark-and-kawaii]

⋆｡˚୨୧˚｡⋆ — you find yourself once more in the devils home, the house of hope, seeking refuge from the cold caress of Faerun. ⋆｡˚୨୧˚｡⋆ — this is a gift for my lovely @octarinecat xoxo tis the season to seek warmth from a devil ♡ ♡ ♡

Your body trembled, flakes of snow still clinging to your skin and cloak as you made your way towards the figure seated by his grand fireplace. Raphael, the devil you came to know… Perred up from the contract he was revising, his gaze sharp yet tinged with amusement, “Ah, so the mouse seeks shelter from the bitter cold,” his voice was like velvet, caressing your skin, his lips twisting.

You shivered.

Not because of the frigid temperatures, but rather because of the way Raphael seemed to look right through you, as though he could read all of your innermost desires. It was as if he knew all of your darkest secrets, the things you wouldn’t even dare to speak aloud…

With a smirk, he observed that rosy hue tinting your nose and cheeks, “And here you find yourself in the fox’s den once more.”

Despite the warmth that radiated from the fire along with being in Avernus, you could not quell the shivers that wracked your flesh. Your teeth chattered, rendering you mute momentarily as you approached where your devil sat.

With the gentlest of touch, you push the parchment in his hand aside, a silent demand for his full attention. And with the cutest pout, you slowly straddle his warm lap, seeking his embrace, wanting to be engulfed in his fiendish warmth.

Raphael tuts, his expression growing stern, a hint of annoyance flickering within his gaze, “Is this how I taught you to ask for what you wish? I believe we have discussed the proper way to make such reques-“

“Mmn’s-so cold… Raphael.”

Raphael arched a brow, his hands coming to rest upon your hips- his contract still in hand. A shudder rippled through your form, a sigh escaping your lips, the warmth from his hands seeping through the material of your frostbit clothing and skin. You even wiggle your hips, grinding against him in an effort to steal more of his warmth.

A low growl rumbled from his throat, his tone laced with mock concern, “I suppose it’s a fortunate thing you burrowed your way into this hole. The winter depths of Faerun can be unforgiving to those ill prepared, little mouse.”

Instinctively, you nestled into him, your icy nose pressed beneath the crook of his jaw. He smelled like cherries again, and you breathed deeply, savoring the calming scent.

Raphael allowed you a moment, his gaze falling to the parchment before him once more before flicking his wrist having it vanish.

As your lashes fluttered closed, you could feel how his arms encircled you, enveloping you in his embrace. A sense of peace washed over you, your breathing slowing to the steady rhythm of his heart- each rise and fall of his chest lulling you to sleep.

With a softening gaze, he held you close, his own long lashes sweeping his cheek with each blink as he watched you, “You look so at home here, in the embrace of a creature you should rightly fear…” His words were spoken in a whisper, a tender murmur against the top of your head, “it’s almost endearing.”

A fleeting thought crossed his mind… He could so easily consume your soul, rip it from your body and use it as a means of entertainment. Yet, the mere notion of your warm form lying vacant and lifeless caused an unfamiliar ache to bloom within his chest.

Such foolishness, he chided himself.

Pushing aside the unsettling sentiment, Raphael allowed his eyes to slip shut, his hold on you never faltering, “Sleep, little mouse. For when you wake, I will remind you how best to make a proper request, should you find yourself so desperate for my touch again in the future.”

[sgiandubh]

Wonder if Sam will take his new legal American bride to Italy? He will be married, although unlike Caitriona's it will be a fake marriage, by 31 Dec. He needs the residency.

Dear Married Anon,

Three possibilities on this one: a) you watched 90 Days Fiancé for way too long and with no attention to details; b) you think I am an idiot, with no legal knowledge or experience; c) you are an idiot, with no legal knowledge or experience.

Your question comes with two strong biases, too: a) that you somehow are privy to such nonsense and b) the old & stale fake vs. organic marriage refrain, regarding C (that, by the way, proves that I did hit a nerve).

I am not very sure to whom exactly do you think you are talking, here. But if I do know one thing is that you, honey, are a Mighty Twat. If you wanted to be consistent with the crap the Gay Crowd spreads around, you could have gone for 'he needs a more solid/credible beard than that', instead of the completely inane 'he needs the residency'. What is he, Burmese? Oh, FFS. And by 'Burmese', I mean exactly this: are his life/personal safety in clear and present danger, in his home country, because of his ethnicity and/or political views? The answer is no, and he could still use his right of asylum. Does he need the US residency in order to secure a better paid job for himself? The answer is no: lots of other avenues can be explored and are routinely being used by thousands of foreign actors/performing artists, in order to legally work and reside in the US. I have even mentioned it before:

(Full October 2023 post, here: https://www.tumblr.com/sgiandubh/729979831079649280/mordor-says-he-returned-only-for-visa-reasons)

But let's suppose even a nanoshred of what you wrote could technically be correct. When you are an US citizen and you want to bring your significant other to live with you there, you basically are offered two options:

Scenario One: you want to bring your fiancé(e) to the US and get married there. You will need the K-1 visa, as anyone even remotely familiar with that reality show I mentioned knows. That doesn't exactly click with a hastily cobbled 'new American bride' he would marry until December 31 and this is why, according to the US Citizenship and Immigration Services (USCIS) own website:

[Source, LOL: https://www.uscis.gov/sites/default/files/document/guides/A2en.pdf]

'You have met each other in person within 2 years before you file this petition'. Who is it, then? The whore? She is French. The chatty influencer? She's 'so over him' (FFS, LOL). Alice 'he's mine and will never be yours'' Panikian? If you think so, you are aff yer heid on cheap gin. Hm? Ashley Hearn? Met her too late and you all know it. A secret lover? ROFLMAO. And psst: Raya girls are just for fun, they don't think homestead. Cross my heart, Anon.

Current and official USCIS average processing time for fiancé petitions at their (logically) California Service Center is:

But it could be as long as 26 months and a half, if he decides to settle for a Vermont beauty (LOOOOOOOL).

You should also know a couple of other things, Anon. First thing is he will not be able to enter the US under the type of visa he currently more than probably holds, in order to do so - that would be a heavily punished immigration fraud:

Mhm. Restrictions on his ability to future immigration benefits/permanent residence, fine and imprisonment. I hope I do not need to further develop, on this one.

Last thing you should have taken into consideration before writing this bullshit is that the fiancé visa would restrict his ability to go back to his own home country during all the waiting time. Why would an actor refuse work opportunities in the UK or in Europe for the sake of a fake marriage, as you called it yourself? Oh, if you only had a brain!

Need I say more about the grueling in-person cross-check interviews ? You should watch a wonderful movie starring Gerard Depardieu (a pig alright, but he is perfect, in there) and Andie MacDowell: it's even called Green Card, LOL. Few things changed since 1990, and if anything, the screw got only tighter. Not to mention the fact he will be unable to work in the US during the waiting process and she will have to prove she can sponsor/provide for him! ROFLMAO.

Scenario Two: you get married abroad and want to bring your spouse to the US, afterwards. You will need to file the Form I-130 (Petition for Alien Relative):

[Source: https://www.uscis.gov/sites/default/files/document/guides/A1en.pdf]

All this does, in reality, is put the spouse in line with thousands of other similar applicants. Residency will be granted only after extensive background checks and this is where I would like to stop for a while, Anon. You are with the Gay Crowd, right? Then how does this logically click with your long established talking point about his 'once very public gay life? Ah: he isn't gay? ROFLMAO. You see, being gay is a bit like being pregnant, Anon: you can't be 'just a little bit pregnant' and you certainly can't be 'just a little bit gay', either. Spare me the drivel 🙄. Kindly note those background checks are dead serious and could result in deportation - thought you should know, before you spew idiocies again.

Onwards with that residency thing:

If S were in Scotland/the UK when the 'legal fake bride' would file in the petition, he would not be allowed to come visit or work in the US: why would an actor be forced to turn down lucrative opportunities in Hollywood or elsewhere in the country, for the sake of bearding or circus only? And while S could technically apply for permanent resident status if he already were in the US at the time of the application for I-130, he would still not be able to work and therefore must be sponsored by the 'legal bride'. ROFLMAO, again.

I mean, this is so ridiculous I could cry. He would be invited to come to the US only after the petition is approved, which does not click with your suggested timeline and the seeming 'emergency situation' ('he NEEDS the residency', your ask shouts at the Entire Universe) . Why the haste? Just because you wanted to somehow shoehorn it in, somewhere before Inauguration Day? I have no words, but my paunch hurts with laughing right now.

Finally let's have a look at processing current times:

But it could go as long as...

I cannot stress enough that permanent residency will be granted only after the processing time is completed.

Why, oh, why would someone so inextricably complicate his entire existence in such an idiotic fashion, Anon? And finally, give me and yourself a break and read the damn political room, here, too. I will not elaborate, but I surely hope you do not live under a rock.

I rest my case, thank you, fuck off.

[27daisuki]

Hello again! I recently added subs to the dmmd stage plays (except Ren's! i do not take credit for that). Originally i only had 4 routes, but I received Mink's and ViTri's routes and just finished subbing! (thank you @minkiemoo for sending them to me!!)

They're all updated on the same Google drive that i posted before but I'll repost it here

I hope you all enjoy!! please let me know if I missed anything or if it's not working (I didn't finish subbing the post credit conversations but i wanted to get the rest of the play out there first)

translators notes and general thoughts below if u care

Woo!!!! I'm so happy i got to watch all the routes and I'm very happy to make it easier to consume for English speakers! the game blew up in 2014 on tumblr from a fan translation iirc? so I think it's only fair that I do my part now that I'm at a level of fluency where I can do that too! my goal since i was a kid to be able to watch/play things in jp without subs or translation, and i think i only recently realized i can do that now lol

it has been a very long time since I started learning jpn (i believe in total it has been 18 years on and off 💀 god) and i just wasn't confident in my skills but when i was watching Ren's route (it was the only one available overseas without vpn shit and had subs) and no shade to whoever had to sub Ren's route but i noticed some subs were just straight up wrong? (there's a part where aoba is looking at a screen at toue's speech and it was just all wrong) so i think that coupled with having friends that also like dmmd and wanted to watch the other routes inspired me to do my own damn subs lmao 😂

I'm absolutely not saying my subs are perfect, I'm sure there are spots that aren't 100% accurate (mostly because i can't 100% hear exactly what syllables they're saying sometimes because they talk so fast or just the audio quality or mumbling lol noiz I'm looking at you), but if i was unsure at any point I'd cross check the game lol if anyone notices any point where my subs are inaccurate, please let me know! i take no offense and honestly would love to be corrected so i can know for the future

also lastly, i did wanna touch on my strategy for subbing! jpn and English don't translate very well to each other all the time so there are some things that are said in jp that if i wrote literally in English would feel awkward or be hard to understand, so for some dialogue i tried to convey what they were saying with phrases that would make more sense to an English reader. So if you hear some sentences/words and you're like, wait that's not 100% exactly what they said, there's a good chance I know and i made the choice to translate it differently. it can be really hard to know when to leave something literally translated and when to localize it, or how far you should change the wording even if you keep the important information in a sentence, and which words i can leave out because of how fast they talk😭

jpn is also a very context heavy language, which means they leave out words in a sentence because it's implied that they're still in the sentence but you're supposed to fill them in. so there are many times where it sounds like in jp, they say 2 words, but it could really actually be like 6 because they're assuming you filled in the other 4 words. English you can only really get away with so much not said, and it can feel a bit weird when u read 6 words on the screen but hear the actors say 2 words lmao but just trust me on this, i promise I'm not adding words outta no where😂

one example: when Mizuki is holding a knife to Tae, he says 後悔すんなよ which literally means "don't regret this", but with the full context he's saying something close to "don't regret this because it's gonna be your fault your grandma dies" which obviously is a lot more than what he said and I can't write all that on the screen for 2 seconds. The best equivalent to this (imo) was too write "You'll regret this", because even though it's not what he said in jp, it still gets the point across to english speakers and eng speakers can fill in the blank that he'll regret this because he didn't take Mizuki's threats seriously. It's less words and it's easier to digest in the few seconds that you have to read the sub

anyway i just want it to be known that i put a lot of care into these subs and thought very hard about how I translated each sentence, so i hope that you can trust my work!

Thank you again for all the kind words! I hope you enjoy the plays!!

[tgmsunmontue]

Get your motor runnin' - 6/6

Bradley, a bit of a (very talented) grease monkey and Jake, who has been sent to see him because he's apparently the best mechanic Maverick knows.

A longer fleshed out fic at the request of @poetryandpickles based on their idea in this post.

ONE TWO THREE FOUR FIVE

PART SIX

                He has no idea what he’s going to say to Bradshaw when he gets there, assuming Bradshaw is even home and not somewhere else. Fortunately he has a two-hour drive to fucking think about what he’s going to say. Apologize obviously. Why though? Because he cares what some guy he’s met twice thinks about him? Or because he cares about what Maverick thinks of him? Or Admiral Simpson? Or because Admiral Simpson sort of ordered-slash-suggested he do so?

                Fuck.

                He guesses he needs to start at the beginning and maybe apologize for just�� leaving in the middle of the night. That was sort of a dick move. And then he accused him of being a cheater. Bradshaw’s look of confusion makes a lot more sense now, but there is no way that Jake is getting out of this without looking like a douche bag and an idiot all rolled into one package. He just has to hope that Bradshaw still likes the package…

                Oh.

                Oh shit.

                The realization that he was disappointed when he thought Bradshaw was married hits him. His anger had overridden it in the moment, it’s only now that he’s thinking about it that he has time to unpick it. He wasn’t ever actively planning on seeing Bradshaw again, and now he’s driving to see him and hopefully hold a conversation with him. Assuming he doesn’t deck Jake. Admiral Simpson had implied he had a temper and he’s also Maverick’s… kid? It’s a lot to process.

                Coupled with the fact that he’s maybe not just leaving Bradshaw as a one-night stand. That the fact that he was disappointed means he’s maybe interested in something more. Which sucks, because he doubts Bradshaw will be interested, not with Jake sneaking out after their night together, and then his behavior this morning… It’s why he doesn’t usually try and pursue anything. Easier and he doesn’t get rejected.

                Or worse.

                Hurt.

…            …            …

                Sometimes his ear for engines is more of a curse than a blessing; he can tell what’s in the sky, and he can recognize car engines from a block away, sometimes further if it’s a distinctive engine or very noisy. So he has a little forewarning that Jake’s car is pulling into his lot. He’s only been home a quarter of an hour, so Jake must have left immediately after him and he wonders what he wants. His annoyance has faded during the drive, leaving behind a healthy dose of confusion.

                Only one way to find out he supposes and he pushes himself to his feet and heads out to the yard, closing the door behind him. Sure enough Jake is there, getting out of his shitty car which Bradley wouldn’t buy for spare parts. He’s still one of the most attractive men Bradley’s ever seen this close. He hadn’t expected to see him again, not with how he snuck out; but he at least knew there might be a slim chance of them crossing paths one day in the future with them having Maverick in common. Clearly from the surprise on Jake’s face earlier he hadn’t made the same connection, or even known about it.

                “Jake.”

                “Hi.”

                “What do you want?” Bradley asks, because there’s no point in dragging it out or playing at niceties given their earlier interaction. Jake is leaning on his car, arms braced on the roof, and he’s wearing exactly the same thing Bradley saw him in earlier. Casual jeans and a button-down, not as dressed-down as he had been the first time Bradley saw him, but obviously Mav still earns the button-down shirt level of dressiness.

                “I want to apologize.”

                Bradley blinks, frowns and then crosses his arms and presses his lips together, because yeah, he thinks he deserves an apology but he’d like to know why Jake thinks he needs to apologize; there’s only one thing he can think of and he has to admit he’s curious as to what the hell Jake was thinking to accuse him of cheating. Part of him wants to be petty and say he doesn’t want to hear it, but a much bigger part is curious.

                “Yeah. Okay. Let’s hear it.”

                “Uh. I’m sorry.”

                “Wow. Eloquent.”

                “Fuck off. I’m going to come out of this looking like the biggest idiot. Bare with me…”

                Oh. Well then. That sounds a lot more promising. He puts his aviators on, then shoves his hands in his pockets, steps forward toward the car so it’s between them. He doesn’t lean on it though, he has standards.

                “I’m listening.”

                Jake looks pained, scrubs at his face, squints at the sun and then turns to him.

                “I thought you and Maverick were married.”

…            …            …           

                The look on Bradshaw’s face shifts so rapidly between shock and confusion through disgust to incredulity Jake struggles to keep up, wonders what he’s thinking.

                “Yeah. You’re an idiot.”

                Jake shrugs and pulls a face, because he really does feel like as ass right now.

                “I still haven’t heard an apology.”

                “Shit. Sorry. I mean… I’m sorry I accused you of cheating on Maverick,” Jake starts, has to stop the little hysterical curl of laughter he’s holding onto firmly in his gut. “I assumed wrongly, and I’m sorry. Honestly. I’d say it won’t happen again, but, uh…” he trails off, not sure what to say next.

                “You make a habit of being an idiot huh?”

                “Not usually, but I’m two for two. Got to apologize for the first time too. Sorry I snuck out in the middle of the night like that.”

                Bradshaw shakes his head, shoulders shrugging and Jake tries not to remember how they felt under his hands.

                “No apology needed for that. We didn’t make any promises. I’ll admit to being a little disappointed about there not being a round three but…” he shrugs again and his lips are twitching with what Jake really hopes is amusement.

                “Disappointed huh?”

                “Maybe.”

                “Well, I was disappointed when I thought you were married.”

                Fuck. He hadn’t meant to say that. Both Bradshaw’s eyebrows are up now, eyes wide, but his lips aren’t twitching, they’re spread in a teasing grin and Jake totally expects to get the piss taken out of him.

                “Married. Which you thought for maybe ten minutes. How would that make you disappointed?”

                Jake licks his lips, doesn’t miss the fact that Bradshaw’s eyes follow the movement.

                “Maybe I wanted it to be me you were married to.”

                “Marriage huh? Wow. That’s moving fast.”

                “Fuck off. I fly fighter jets. I live fast.”

                “Yeah, and if I want to take things slow?”

                “I’ll go whatever speed you want me too,” Jake says, and he hopes the fact that he’s actually serious bleeds through this teasing flirty banter.

                “Hmm. And Mav being my father figure isn’t a deal breaker?”

                “Definitely not,” Jake scoffs. “Is me being an idiot a deal breaker?”

                “Lucky for you I kind of find it hot…”

                “What about the fact that I’m deployed months at a time?”

                “Oh, I’m sure you’ll make it up to me when you’re on leave…”

                “Be a pleasure to try… Let me take you to lunch?”

                “Yeah. But not in your car.”

EPILOGUE

                “You like that princess?” Bradley asks, mouth close to Jake’s ear as he rolls his hips, his cock sliding in and out of Jake’s ass, his body, slick with sweat, pressed into the mattress by Bradley’s body above him, holding him and Jake can’t form words, just moans and trusts that Bradley will take care of him. He always does, taking particularly special care when Jake first gets back from being deployed; like Bradley needs hours to reacquaint himself with Jake’s body. Jake is definitely not complaining.

                They hadn’t exactly moved slowly, but neither are they married. Jake had let Bradley sell his car and buy him a new one while he was deployed last, and when Bradley had slid out of the bright blue Bronco and walked toward him Jake’s mouth had gone dry, remembering the first time seeing his legs underneath a vehicle of some sort, but that they’d just seemed endless. He still can’t believe he gets to call Bradley Bradshaw his, even if the name is something that will make him side-eye his parents even if they are in graves.

                “Jake baby… you with me sweetheart?”

                “Yeah. Yeah,” Jake manages to gasp out. “I’m with you.”

[cykelops]

davrin leaves his clan because he feels he doesn’t belong. he goes out into the world and it goes badly. he can’t go home, thinks he doesn’t have a home to go back to. hes a dalish boy in a world unfriendly to those. he taps back into what he knows: he hunts monsters, he takes his warden vows. it’s a purpose and a clan with crystal clear rules and expectations that make sense to him. protect those who can’t protect themselves. love your brothers. die for them one day. know exactly what the future holds for you.

and then he doesn’t die when he’s supposed to. that righteous end he’s been running towards at full tilt is gone, and everything he was supposed to be, supposed to do, is taken from him along with his home base and his comrades.

in that split second where he looks at his hands after sinking his blade into the archdemon he’s that boy again.

[ionlyeverwantedtobeyourequal]

Don’t ever tell yourself that you’re not enough, I am certain that you’re truly fine

PART SIX

Ot8 x reader

Word Count: 417

Just a warning, this is my first fanfic! Does have age regression themes so if you’re not a fan, I ask that you respectfully just don’t read <3 also this will definitely have some angst

!THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION!

Summary: Han confesses!

Short chapter

“I never had someone take care of me,” you say quietly, looking down at Changbin.

Chris looks at you concerned, standing from his chair. “How long have you been regressing for?”

“For about five years.” You reply to Chris, sighing a bit. “But I rathered take care if myself then grow attached to someone only for them to leave me.”

Han looks at you with his boba eyes, “why haven’t you told me about your regression?”

Before you can answer, Chris takes it upon himself to reply for you. “Age regression is personal, something not many are comfortable with sharing with others.”

“Ji, I-I…” You start to say, stuttering as you try and find the right words. “I just didn’t want to tell you, and have you look at me differently or leaving me.”

Han’s eyes start to become glassy as he stands up, practically pushing changbin out the way to be infront of you. “(Y/n) I would never leave you! You have to know that, no matter what you do, I can never leave.”

“I didn’t want to risk it.” You tell him softly, not wanting to meet his gaze. “You have your life here, you’re Han Jisung. I figured eventually you’d leave me, realize that I am nothing special.”

Han can’t hold back his tears anymore, “Yah! What is that supposed to mean?” He says loudly, making you jump a bit by the sudden noise. “I am Han Jisung, just like your (Y/n) (L/n)! You’re my world! There is no Jisung without (Y/n)! And now you’re here telling me you’re nothing special?” He’s crying at this point, his voice cracking with every word. “You may look at me like I’m just your friend who got lucky and became this idol. But you know what I see when I look at you?”

Your eyes are wide with surprise as you shake your head, not knowing where Han is going.

“I see my princess, the girl that motivated me 24/7 to become the person I am today. I see the girl that I’ve been so in love with since the day I met you!” Han rambles quickly, looking into your eyes desperately. “And now you’re telling me, that the girl that I been in love with, has been regressing all alone when I would’ve dropped everything to take care of her?”

Tears spring to your eyes after hearing Han’s confession. “A-Are you serious?” You stutter out, voice cracking slightly as your try and hold back your emotion.

(If anyone has request for future chapters or just one shots, fill free to let me know!)

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[kandadze]

Ep 27 loose thoughts

Well, that's one way of snapping someone shell-shocked out of making a drastic decision. I feel like PSJ snapped something in herself at this moment, too. Anyone else found the ancestor's commentary going on in the background while the girls are bawling their eyes out hilarious? Just me? Okay.

While I was waiting for the ever burning wood to activate or something, the moment WX opened the box to reveal dried flowers I choked. ZYC!!!

Baby!Yichen breaks my heart, so impressionable, so open to learn. It's interesting to see that the phrases about suffering we've seen him use as an adult might have come from WX... Not a fan of telling people in mourning to stop dwelling in misery and sadness like it's as simple as flipping a switch (not to mention, she apparently *just* met him for the first time? The heck?), but at least the rest of her words seem to have helped him... so much that he kept the flowers 😭 The irony of her snow metaphor contrasted with their current predicament is indeed exquisite, A+ for that.

Are they going to be saved by the power of lurrrrve??? (At least this time. Still holding out for how that's gonna play out in the finale.) I mean, what other way to sway an ancient creature who's seen pretty much everything there is to see, than to show them something new? What's that? A test for a future event? (I'm getting really paranoid about nothing we've seen so far being real. It's like Alice in Wonderland on a bigger scale. Or Finnegans Wake on a smaller scale. I don't know.)

Oooh Bingyi and Ying Long, our original doomed couple (of self-sacrificial idiots)! I would watch a whole drama just about them. And damn, I can definitely see where Zhao Yuanzhou got his masochism from. Stoppppp not "Just let me be the first star"! (Especially since I just remembered ZYZ's "I'll be the rain...") It's not supposed to be literal! 😭😭😭 Ahhhh this scene just broke me, also because it seems to reinforce the idea that ZYZ *has* to be killed for the greater good. The visualssss in the execution- sacrifice? What the heck do I even call it?- scene though, soooo good!

"Let me do it myself." LET ME DO IT MYSELF??? FUCKKKKKKK DAMNIT HE JUST- ::head in hands, crying forever::

"Remember. This is my choice, not yours. You don't have to bear any blame or guilt." That's not how that works. That's not how any of that works!

Again, we're dealing with choices. But the fact that ZYZ choice was the same as Ying Long's... the fact that YL says that neither he nor Bingyi had any regrets... oh this is going to hurt.

Oh? ZYZ's future is not what he wants? (And wouldn't that be funny, considering ZYZ's own words while schooling ZYC in the very first ep... 9 times out of 10, things don't go our way?)

"You two are really like us." 😭😭😭

I was wondering if they were going to show us what ZYC saw, and not only does the image of ZYZ's body on that dark floor mirror Ying Long's body floating in the water, both ZYZ and ZYC wear the same clothes as in the very few scenes from the trailer that didn't happen yet... These poor sods, they've been Going Through It for almost a decade now with the only end in sight being yet another tragedy (even if the drama seems to suggest that they don't see it that way at this point.) ::head in hands, crying continues::

"My friend is here. We'll go together." The *sound* I made. Everything else this drama has given me aside, the growth of these characters and their bonds is so well done, and absolutely precious to me.

I want Ying Long's hopes and wishes for them to become true. Seeing how there's hints everywhere in this drama, I hope the words of one of the most powerful beings in existence will count for *something* in the end! (Am I grasping at straws? Maybe. Let me be delusional for a bit longer.)

What do you mean, five, ZYC? What's Ying Lei, chopped liver?

Oof this *almost* hug before WX starts feebly hitting ZYZ. It's relief, it's anger, it's fear for the next time, it's all the feelings that became too big to contain. I feel her so much. (I would've started whacking both him and ZYC way earlier tbh 😅) And ZYZ allowing her that release before pulling her in for reassurance, patting her as if she was a scared child. 😭 Cut to PSJ, looking as if she wanted nothing more but to be the one offering the reassurance to WX. Cut to ZYC, remembering that willingly or not, he's going to hurt WX beyond reassurance. Once again, the bonds in this drama!

Wait hold up hold on what? You just removed Bingyi's blood from him, that should mean that ZYC will not have to become a demon, right? So what's that about developing the inner core? (Also, I just realized that so far all they got from this trip was "go east and ask for a dragon scale" lol) Thankfully him and ZYZ had their conversation(s) about titles and identities so being asked to make that particular choice was not completely out of left field at this point. And all he cares about is whether that means that the last trace of Ying Long will disappear! 😭 (I'm so with Bingyi on this one... I would hold onto that last shred of my friend's existence, too, *especially* if they offed themself via my goddamn sword.)

What's with that look after he says that he thinks he has it - the inner core - is there a joke here somewhere? (I *gotta* go back to learning the language, the things I'm undoubtedly missing on!) The only thing I can think of is - did they think he said he's pregnant??? ::dies:: "So what's your true form?" "Must be dragon." "I say you're a mule." "Better than being a monkey." "I'm a white ape!" ::dies again:: Nice to see we still get a friendly ribbing between all of them, and I can breathe after all the angst. Fingers crossed? There's still 5 minutes left...

Oh good, let's talk about getting Bai Jiu back! (I knew there was one more character from the opening credits that didn't show up yet... guess it's the rebel princess.) While Ao Yin is eavesdropping! Talk about good hearing. Sigh, here it comes, another goal they have that will conflict with Li Lun's; they want the scale to restore the sword, and LL not only doesn't want that to happen, the scale could potentially help him get rid of the poison.

Oh for fuck's sake, I think I was subconsciously waiting for Chongwu Camp to show up, knowing that they've eavesdropped on the gang earlier, and here they are. ZYZ should really think of putting up some sound barrier when they discuss important plans, everyone seems to know exactly what they'll be doing at any given moment!

Ahhhh we're getting a nod to that little cough and stumble WX had shortly before this trip. Something's wrong with Baize token? Or with her connection to it? We only have 7 episodes left, drama!

(ZYC is such a good little brother.) Oh great, it was the rebel princess who killed WX's dad? I repeat, we only have 7 episodes left!

Sigh... with only 7 episodes left, we *also* find out that the goddamn 3-face-mask has history with the princess? And has everyone and their mother sat on that little bridge???

This feels like the endless final scenes in Peter Jackson's "Return of the King," my head is spinning.

Note to self, *stop* looking at previews. Ying Lei, what the absolute fuck?

[wiz-writes]

Hi everyone! Sorry for the delay with the update, I've decided to scrap and rewrite some of it (not that it helped) and then I've also decided to add some scenes I had originally intended to mark as 'incomplete'.

That said, I'm still missing four of those scenes, but I really do want to have it finished this week.

I've been itching to write Yinshan (especially today, since it's started snowing, yay!), but I'm holding myself back, because otherwise I'll never finish what I'm supposed to.

This update is going to have something over 30k words (I think that's the most I have done, ever). It's not going to be the whole chapter, it stops at a certain scene and I need to fiddle with the rest of it a little bit so that it agrees with the second path you'll be able to take in the future.

Well, this was meant to be a quick short post. Turns out I like to ramble. See you soon!

[bluestarlett]

Mmmm I don't fucking know,,

What were your thoughts while making the cosmic character designs??

HELLO OMG HI HI HI hELLO OMG so

their designs are over a year old and frankly have changed a LOT since their earliest designs HOWEVER i will talk about their current designs :]

I suppose I'll talk about Seraph's first so... Everythng from this point forward will be under the cut so I don't bore everyone <3

So first of all hi this is Seraph he's my beloved beautiful fat angel man

ANYWAY:

there are a lot of small details in all of the Starcatchers' designs which reflect their personalities! Seraph, for one, does not like being constricted or held in place. Hence why he always wears pretty loose-fitting clothing! His belt is meant to represent Selene (his mom) as well as Gaea. (the symbol in the middle is the star of gaea, which is a symbol that shows up repeatedly in every cosmic design. The only ones who do not have a star of Gaea in their designs are Saturn and Scylla! [given that saturn holds no respect for the gods, and scylla is not a god.])

SECONDLY!

The reason his heart is exposed is based off of the phrases, "Home is where the heart is" as well as "heart in the wrong place". In a very early loop, he attempted to take his heart out of his chest, given that he never necessarily felt 'at home', and told himself that was his own fault.

He has scars practically all over him (to symbolize his endurance and perseverance), especially on his hands. Originally, the reason for this was based off of my FRIEND Heart (@apollodoesnotpost ) because his hands are very rough and calloused but have always been very warm and comforting to me, which is very similar to Seraph's character. Additionally, this gained some extra symbolism with the release of RIProducer's Language of the Lost, specifically with the lyric "These fingers and these palms, full of love despite the scars".

Also! The eyes on his halos are meant to look like moons! Black scleras, white irises, and the shapes of his irises change along with the moon phases! It's really the only way for the Stars to keep track of the state of the moon, given it's kind of... crashed into the ocean? (result of the Juno Incident.)

NEXT UP saturn

Hi hi!! so uhh hehe... saturn is kind of just self-indulgent, really. at face value there isn't a bunch hidden in their design however there's still a few things I can talk about :3

first of all, their shapes! Seraph is a very round and relaxed character whilst Saturn is much stiffer and sharper. Their coat, for one, is meant to make their shoulders appear much broader and stiffer than they normally would be. Funnily enough, in contrast to their appearance, Saturn is a very languid and slinky character. (For reference; I have a few rules I have to follow when I write the Starcatchers, specifically when they move. Seraph is often described as 'waltzing' or 'dancing' when he walks given he is very musical and upbeat, saturn is described as 'slithering' or 'slinking' given that they move the way an actual octopus does, and aster 'creeps' and 'trudges' because she is very stiff and rigid due to how anxious she usually is.)

As you might notice, NONE of the clocks in their design read the same time. I promise you this is intentional, i am NOT stupid. The only clock on their body that reads the correct time is the one in their eye! However, they tend to keep that one covered, since when they look at people through it, they kinda are subject to. severely traumatic prophetic visions (aka, they watch Seraph and Aster die over and again in future loops and can do nothing to stop it because they cannot stop the passage of time.)

Also! It's not in their reference, but in almost all of my drawings of them, Saturn's clock eye reads as 3:33! :]

Another little neat detail! The tubes on Saturn's arm are NOT A BOMB. The blue liquid running through them is the blood of Scylla! Modern technology doesn't work all that well on Tycho, and while gears and switches can be helpful with some things, magic tends to be more efficient. Also, you can't see it in this ref, but Saturn's arms are osseointegration prosthetics! (aka, they are prosthetics attached directly to their bones as opposed to socket prosthetics.)

The little snake pin on their collar is a reference to their earliest concept design! In BETA beta, Saturn was meant to be a snake! They had medusa hair :] unfortunately, I can't find any of my concept sketches from this time though.

Next is Aster!

So first of all.

Her similarities to Rapunzel were in NO WAY intentional, however they absolutely make sense given that she is very princess-trapped-in-tower coded.

First of all, her earrings! You cannot see it in this reference because I accidentally messed up </3 however her earrings are supposed to be Stars of Gaea. Right now they are just normal stars because I FORGOT.

Secondly, the star mesh fabric actually plays an extremely important role in her design! All of the gods (and ONLY the gods) have that mesh fabric incorporated into their designs. (For example, Gaea has his sash, Charon's cloak, Selene's sleeves, etc etc.) This is meant to hint at the fact that she is connected to the gods in some way and that she was one at some point.

Another thing! All of the characters in Cosmic have their shoulder markings, usually connecting to Gaea or the other gods in some way. (Example; All sirens have teardrop markings which bear resemblance to Scylla's marks, all seraphim have moons which are Selene's markings. Gaea has 4 pointed stars with one point facing directly up whilst Charon has hourglasses like that of a black widow!) All of these markings glow white, however, you might notice that Aster's do not! This is because her markings are meant to resemble scars to represent the way in which her divinity was ripped from her. Have fun with that ^_^

She also has the most grey hairs out of the Starcatchers (both because she's the oldest- or, well, second oldest- as well as a way to symbolize her emotional exhaustion. The more absolutely fucking broken the stars are, the more aged they look in some ways lol)

This isn't relevant whatsoever, but her lashes are Not based off of Furina? I actually know nothing about genshin impact. her lashes are based off of the Jellylashes item on Gaiaonline!

(these!)

ok that's it im not talkign about gaea because he doesnt deserve it

[rumbar-records]

I know I can't be the first one to say this but man... Luffy and Vivi really do have one of the most compelling dynamics in One Piece

There are many reasons for this, but the first thing that comes to mind is how Vivi is one of the very few characters who went through the ordeal of challenging Luffy's principles and having hers be challenged in turn and came out of it with a draw

I mean, Luffy getting into ideological conflicts with other characters isn't anything new, but what happened in Alabasta Saga stood out to me because they show how Luffy and Vivi are foils in a way that I don't think we often see in Luffy's relationship with others, let alone female characters. [more thoughts + rambly analysis under the cut]

like. These two basically took turns - first Vivi in Drum, then Luffy in Alabasta - to grab the other by the collar and tell them no, the way you're doing things is wrong and then forcefully redirect them to a better alternative that I'd argue was against their personal code at that point.

In Drum, Vivi told Luffy off for following his impulse to fight the pirate-wary locals when it could ruin their chances of finding a doctor for Nami; implying he should think about his crew more and how the consequences of his action can affect them. In Alabasta, Luffy berated Vivi for risking her own life trying for a futile, nonviolent way to end the rebellion when the obvious solution is to involve the Strawhats and directly take on Crocodile; implying she should think about herself more and how it's impossible for her to do it all alone.

The narrative is pretty obvious in stating that Luffy is supposed to be a selfish person and Vivi is supposed to be a selfless one. But I think once you take the time to examine their characters and how they clashed, like mentioned above, it's fair to argue that their inherent traits are more nuanced than they may suggest. At its best, Luffy's selfishness extends to every person he considers as his and encourages others to also shamelessly pursue what they want; meanwhile, at its worst, Vivi's selflessness deprives her peers from accountability and places herself as the only one to bear what is supposed to be a collective burden. Selflessly selfish meets Selfishly selfless!

And I like how Vivi and Luffy seem to intuit that when trying to make the other change their mind!! Vivi essentially going I get that you're being protective of your friends but you have to recognize when your usual way of doing things isn't going to cut it in Drum, and Luffy pretty much going I know you don't want anymore casualties but you have to accept that not risking anything will only get you nowhere in Alabasta...

Not only did Luffy and Vivi end up conceding to each other's point, the narrative also framed these fights as instances where Vivi/Luffy is right and the other has to change what is criticized about themselves in order to reach their goals. Luffy needs to learn that defeating an opponent in a fight cannot be his only means to protect his crew and people he cares about. Vivi needs to learn that refusing to involve her comrades and putting only herself on the line won't help her save her country.

Also, although unspoken in text, it's clear that when these two butted heads they were holding the other to their own standards of what a leader is - which is so compelling to think about! Luffy and Vivi are very stubborn people who are very opinionated about their beliefs, but in the short time they have together they'd built a mutual understanding and respect that allow them to unreservedly push and push against each other's notion of captainship and sovereignty. But at the same time it's achingly obvious that the trust and affection is there!! They are friends!!!

just. even them being fascinating foils aside, which is a hill I will die on, the entire "jumbled collision between two contrasting sets of lives (pirates vs nobles) and roles (ship captains vs princesses) and future positions (pirate king vs queen of a desert country) being quietly smoothed out then streamlined into two folks on an equal standing because at the end of the day they're just leaders with people to protect" thing that pre-TS Luffy and Vivi got going on alone is so damn crunchy to me. I'm super excited/anxious to see how late canon would pick up where they left off !!!!!

[cherrylgc]

lgcaeri

“mhmm,” aeri agreed with cherry’s thoughts. “it’s not the end of the world and you never know what it’ll be years later. for all we know, there might be another job that would be better suited that wouldn’t require some sort of degree.” she’s unsure what the future holds for them, but all aeri could do is accept every opportunity that was presented to them while they were still employed. she hadn’t gotten to the same level as some of her seniors in the subsidiary, but she hopes that if and when, she could already solidify her career as something else besides being an actress. “oh! gaeul!” her face lights up as she recalled the character and her role in the series. aeri could remember how some of the girls in her class wanted to be her because of who she was paired up with. “well jandi and gaeul are two prominent characters in the series… a lot of the women there didn’t have as much of an importance as the two of them since it centered around the f4.” she sighed before pursing her lips. taking in the few seconds to think about the other characters who were in the drama, aeri suddenly remembered one. “jaekyung? i think that was her name…the one who is supposed to be the fianceé. i would be interested in playing her. even though she may be viewed as the conflict instigator to the main pairing, it would be fun seeing how i could take my own approach to that.” she took another bite of her food, followed by a sip of her drink as she listened attentively to cherry. “i don’t think it’ll be long, but i’m hopeful for you.” aeri smiled, genuinely wishing that cherry could land her first acting role (and one that she hopes would align with what the younger wanted).

“the future can be scary, and though i suck at most things, i’m good at staying positive”. it’s not the end of the world if her acting career doesn’t succeed, and cherry is sure she’ll find something to do if it doesn't, but for now she’ll just manifest the best. she might not be a good actress yet, nor getting any roles yet, but it’ll take time, like climbing a ladder. she just found out she wants to be an actress, she has a lot in store for her, and she’ll attempt her best to become an amazing actress.

“it’s been so long since i last watched the show, talking about it makes me want to watch it again”. “jaekyung is a good answer, she’s a unique character, and i think you’ll need to be a good actor to take her role, and you’re a good actor” she nods. “playing a more evil character actually seems like it’ll take more acting talent, it seems harder than playing the good role, at least to me” she shrugs. “out of all characters out there, which one would you want to play?” she tilts her head a bit as she asks.

“thank you, it feels nice to have your support, i hope we get to act together some day”.

[death-rebirth-senshi]

I think Malenia's grab throw and impale you attack is cool but waterfowl still feels goofy to me idk

[scribz-ag24]

since i pretty much abandoned the swap au, have some stuff i drew back in july when i was brainrotting hard about it.

original au and featured fanart by @fujii-draws!!