#this was meant to be seen only by my bestie but oh well

[mikhardwheat]

Dread Doctors and Parenting: Opinions. Theo Reaken Character Analysis and (trigger warning) Scott Slander.

Dread Doctors ruined Theo's life, because he was easy to manipulate and was tend to be violent, making him value his self-worth based on their approval, screwing his brain over with untreatable damage, just to throw him out as soon as he got useless.

They haven't teached him basic human skills and raised a murderer, thinking it'll be easier for evil to grow inside of him instead of it taking over at once over a kind soul, which is messed up by itself, but…

Theo really believed that being evil was the one single thing he was capable of. He believed he was destined to gather an impossible power and then Doctors said it wasn't even an option? He couldn't do the only thing he was supposed to? Jeez, his head was a fucking mess.

And then the pack sends him to hell? To relive his biggest nightmare over and over? To the point where he thinks everything what's happening is purely his fault and he lets Tara tear him apart, because "you don't have to stop"?? Because now he's not only blaming himself for her death, he thinks he deserves the suffering and that's a price he's willing to pay???

Scott McCall is getting the dirtiest side-eye from me right now.

He convinced Deucalion to manipulate Theo into killing his own pack. The kid was mentally unstable and haven't got any real friends since he was 9, 10 years of brainwashing made him foget how valuable life actually was and he was going against the Doctors' orders for the first time in who-knows-how-long-its-been-since-his-last-rebelion. It was also around the time Doctors decided to ignore him completely? Let him do his little dumb thing, knowing it won't work out as he wants it to? Neglected child getting neglected even more and feeling emotionally vulnerable?

And Scott thought making him kill his first attempt at friendship was a good plan? This mf has a "no killing rule", but he allows others to do the dirty job and then it's fine. If they killed before, then there's nothing wrong with them killing again, especially if it benefits him, am I right?

To be fair, it's not completely Scott's fault, just poor writing doing him wrong for the umpteenth time. Both deserved better, both deserved to get back the friendship they once had.

Just a friendly reminder that TW's canon sucks.

[wickmitz]

i don’t think church would do something so drastic! after all, tracy also said that church “-- does some things that i think are not entirely unreasonable, given the circumstances,” about the part church will later play, which doesn’t sound like attempted murder or the likes to me. and despite the strained relationship him and wick have, he does hold some actual interest in wick ; and wick, in spite of the loathing he feels towards church’s constant critiques, did take the man’s advice to heart later too. there is also the fact that church knows about the duck ( something that only one other person, aka lacy, knows about ) and still met that with leveled advice rather than, reasonably, thinking mr. sedgewick sable a looney and withdrawing his investments. to me, he does care to an extent, or at the very least there’s some form of respect and trust there. but if it comes down to wick or his own behind … then he will choose himself every single time. hence the literal wording on his character card on the lackadaisy site!

if one can crack through the acrid outer coating and pick off the prickly cynicisms beneath, he at least appears to uphold a measure of genuine regard. of course, a devout pragmatist, church always has his self-interest to consider too.

the more likely scenario is that wick will have a fallout with the investors due to the money mitzi stole, and they will probably start to leave him over time. the worst thing i could see church doing ( which would still fit tracy’s statement, as well as making sense for him as a character ) is him somehow convincing wick to hand over sable stone & quarry to him, with wick stepping down and allowing church to resume the operation by his lonesome. it’d be a messed up thing to happen, certainly, but given wick’s own penchant for rubbing elbows with nefarious types and getting himself into trouble, it wouldn’t be unreasonable for church to view him as unfit to run a booming business. but more likely than not, church will just leave wick high and dry to save his own reputation in the end. which, again, isn’t an unreasonable thing to do given what has and will probably happen within the story.

lacy might go through a similar arc herself, where she may be inclined to pick her own future over wick, if you read this old q&a post tracy did in a certain way.

after all, her role in volume two was being wick’s right hand woman -- someone who cares for him deeply ( as stated in her character card ) and wants the best for him and the business. for that role to change to something ‘rather different’ around the time wick begins to suffer due to his gangster related problems, then i could see her jumping ship as well. especially if wick continues to dig his own grave and decides to return to the lackadaisy, even though he now knows it’s wrong to do so. while lacy and church could be read as cruel for these actions, there’s no denying it’d make sense for them to distance themselves … they aren’t obliged to drown alongside wick, even if he is a deeply kind man who got himself mixed up in something he did somewhat try to avoid.

but overall, church interests me as a character for this exact reason. he’s far from being a good person, but like everyone else in lackadaisy he’s hardly some inhuman evil force either. whatever church does to wick will hurt harder if it’s a.) not personal and b.) they at least held somewhat positive feelings towards each other, even if it’s as simple as wick trusting church to guide him properly and church believing wick has promise. only time will tell! but i do firmly believe whatever church and wick’s relationship is will have layers to it, since tracy is very skilled at making every lackadaisy dynamic so woefully complex. if the characters matter and serve a purpose, anyway!

my hot take is that i love the investors actually. i think they’re sooo fun and i enjoy the way they act around wick … edmund church in particular is *chefs kiss*

[fryingpan1234567]

listen I knowwww Roach should be British. he was on a British task force. he’s got the flag on his uniforms. but when @fixfoxnox said southerner Roach I just couldn’t not love him okay leave me alone

anyways. southerner Roach shenanigans

(I guess you could call this a Something in the Orange fanfic since he’s besties with Jackson in this scenario as well as dating Ghost and Soap……… but it’s general enough it’s probably fine ANYWAYS)

Roach’s accent, while it normally only lightly flavors a few of his words, gets considerably thicker when he’s visiting home

I mean like he does the thing southerners do where they somehow mash entire sentences into one word and the others are just like “……….what” but Jackson is nodding like he understood

Like. They’re all at dinner together somewhere. Somebody brings up the rodeo at the state fair. The Europeans have no idea what they’re talking about. Roach just goes “y’ain’tneverheardadat??” and Soap nearly has a stroke trying to figure out what he meant but Jackson continues to eat soundly like he didn’t hear anything wrong

COWBOY👏 HAT👏 RULE👏

HELP

No no no they go to some random dive bar for one of their birthdays. It doesn’t matter whose. Jackson and Roach both have cowboy hats because OBVIOUSLY and like. They exchange this look that the others can’t figure out whenever one of their boyfriends steals their hat via flirting

(They tell them later and then can’t stop laughing while Soap and Ghost and Gaz are just sitting there like uh oh)

After that the hat stealing is very much purposeful

Square dancing to fucking Timber by Kesha and Pitbull in said dive bar because that’s just required idk what to tell you

Soap and Ghost seeing Roach ride a horse for the first time and visibly bluescreen

Roach recognizing people from high school in his hometown even tho he hasn’t seen them in like 20 years

He likes Taylor Swift but only her old country-adjacent stuff

Ghost and Soap couldn’t figure out his aversion to any kind of substitute milk until he took them home and they found out it’s because he grew up drinking milk that literally came from the cows he has in his backyard. They own two cows. And a few chickens. Very resourceful

Jackson and Roach dragging the 141 to Roach’s family’s Super Bowl party one year because in the southern states it’s a huge fucking deal

The Europeans being like “………this is quite possibly one of the dumbest things I’ve ever seen in my life” but their boys are having fun so it’s okay

God help the rest of them. Jackson and Roach are rooting for opposite teams.

There’s screaming, there’s wrestling on the living room floor, there’s spilling food and beer everywhere. The amount of rubbing it in after a touchdown lands is fucking crazy, and they’ve shouted about stabbing each other every single time

Eventually, maybe with a bit of googling, the others get into it. Soap hasn’t stopped shoving Mrs. Roach’s buffalo chicken dip in his face since he’d discovered it when they’d arrived, and Ghost was letting the kids use his tattoo like a coloring page while he chatted with Roach’s dad and brothers. Gaz kept getting elbowed in the ribs whenever Roach and Jackson tousled on the couch, and a couple times he was asked to hold Jackson’s beer so “I can kick some sense into this dipshit,” usually followed by Roach’s maniacal cackling. Price was banging around in the kitchen with Mrs. Roach. Nobody knew how he’d gotten dragged into that, but he seemed to be enjoying himself

On the topic of bringing the boys home to the fam oh my GODS thanksgiving

Ghost is not a dessert person. He’s never been a dessert person. But he had four slices of Mr. Roach’s apple pie, so,,,,,,,,, apparently he is actually a dessert person

Obvi Roach is good with all guns, but he was hunting with his dad and brothers by the time he was like six. He knows how to work a shotgun like he breathes

(Ahem being southern is why he’s so fucking stubborn btw if anyone was wondering)

Roach and Jackson both are religious Dolly Parton listeners

“DID U GUYS KNOW SHE WROTE JOLENE AND I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU ON THE SAME DAY—“

Ghost and Soap wake up one night because there’s a weird noise outside. They poke Roach awake like “???? what was that??” and he was just like “oh yeah the woods make noises sometimes. don’t worry about it. if something actually wanted to kill you, you wouldn’t hear it coming” and promptly passed back out

“Yea I’ve seen a skinwalker before” “FYM YOU’VE S E E N O N E ? “ “It was in my backyard?? Relax it just wanted the coyote that always tries to kill our chickens. I didn’t really mind”

Gaz suggests investigating a weird figure he saw in the woods. Roach laughs out loud and Jackson smacks him in the back of the head like “that’s how you fucking die you idiot”

“Y’all’re lucky we’re here to stop you from doing somethin’ stupid. Fuckin’ city slickers” “What did you just call me”

The deafening sounds of crickets and locusts puts Roach to sleep almost instantly every night. Ghost barely sleeps every time they visit.

”IT IS SO FUCKING LOUD IF ONE MORE BLOODY CRICKET—“ “Simon not everyone needs literal dead silence to sleep—“

No matter how many pillows he stacks on top of his head he can’t escape it

Oh. Oh. The Europeans CANNOT do southern heat. They’re passed out on the porch while Jackson and Roach and Roach’s brothers play football in the front yard

Roach makes killer lemonade and iced tea nobody talk to me

He has a rusty blue ancient pickup that he says is his baby. One of the wheels is misshapen and the bed squeaks dangerously every time they hit a pothole, but he won’t get rid of it EVER

Roach introduces Soap and Ghost to catching fireflies in jars with his nieces and nephews. They are. So in love with the concept.

It gets turned into a competition, because of course it does, and it looked like Ghost was going to win— but then the youngest of the participating children silently held up a jar that was too bright to look at and audibly buzzing from the amount of bugs inside of it. They cut their losses and embrace the fact that they’ll never be That Good

Southern👏 sunsets👏 there ain’t nothing like it

Soap has a sketchbook dedicated entirely to doodling Roach doing farm things

Roach had a horse he took care of in high school. Her name was Peaches and he literally cried when he found pictures of her in his room

Ghost LOVES the sweet old border collie Roach’s parents have. That dog has seen many a stampede, and he’s herded just as many. What a man. Ghost does not leave him alone Ever

gods fuck me bro I could literally talk about southern Roach F O R E V E R (idk if you can tell from the long ass post Jesus Christ)

good morning/ night/ 4am lmk if you want more of this

[somethingswift19]

Who? JJ Maybank x Tattooed (f) Reader

| Warnings: mentions of abuse, swearing, over protective JJ (mildly), alternative reader

| Summary: JJ noticed your medusa tattoo for the first time. All characters are in their 20s in this

| (a/n): I don't know how I feel about this ending. But I hope y'all enjoy!

You weren't like the others on Kildare Island. Technically you were a kook like Kie, but also like Kie you were a pouge through and through. Your dad was ex military and now worked for the local prison while your mom owned the only tattoo shop in the county. Due to this, your family tended to stand out which also meant you lacked in the friends department. That was until you met Kiara.

You and Kie had been inseparable since you met at the kook academy your freshman year. Neither of you wanted to be there but were forced by your mothers to attend. For her 16th birthday present, the two of you even got matching dolphin tattoos. Then when Sarah came along it became the three of you.

This led you to now. You were a 23 year old bartender at The Wreck, Kie's family restaurant, and the two of you had just gotten off shift. Running to the back you threw on your black "I <3 Hot Dads" hoodie, jean shorts, and red high top vans before throwing your messy, curly hair up into a bun. "Hey (y/n), are you ready?" your best friend yelled from the doorway.

"Yeah I'm coming!" grabbing your backpack, you followed her out. You had plans to meet the boys at the beach for a bonfire tonight after work. You had only met them a few times, and all of said times a certain blonde had caught your attention. Getting in the car you got settled but Kie didn't stop staring. "Can I help you?" you laughed.

"Oh no. Just wondering if you were gonna spend the whole night drooling over JJ again and not make a move like last time," she shrugged. Rolling your eyes you told her to just go.

Grabbing the beer out of the back, the two of you made your way towards the beach. "Hey girlies!" the familiar voice of Sarah Cameron rang out. "We were beginning to wonder when the two of you were showing up!"

"Blame the one who had to get ready before we came here," Kiara side eyed you before all three of you began to laugh.

"Listen! Is it a crime to want to look half way decent for my two besties other friends? I mean gotta make a good impression right?" you continued laughing.

"Yeah right. I'm sure it had nothing to do with the fact that JJ is here tonight," Sarah teased you causing you to lightly hit her in the arm as the three of you headed down to the sand. After reaching the firepit you got settled onto the soft sand sitting crisscross applesauce. "Where's Pope?"

"He had homework for his fancy college program," the blonde boy you had been looking forward to seeing all night responded as he sat down next to you and handed you a beer. Nodding your head you took a swig out of the bottle you had been handed. The other three in the group were busy talking about something Sarah's brother did when JJ leaned over and broke the silence between the two of you. "Don't take this the wrong way, but you don't look like anyone I've ever seen around here." You gave him a funny look before he quickly added, "Like it's a good thing! It's cute! Just very different!"

A blush formed on your freckled cheeks, "Thank you...I Think." He was right though. You had long curly black hair with tiny bits of green throughout, both sides of your nose pierced along with your septum, and both ears pierced all the way up. Not to mention the tattoos. Yet you still had a sweetness or "innocence" to you.

"You're welcome!" he smiled proudly to himself for causing the pink tinge. "Now tell me about your tattoos!"

"Well what do you wanna know?" You inquired. The two of you being so wrapped up in your own conversation to realize the other three had left you two alone.

"Well for starters, how many do you have?" genuine curiosity was shown on his face. You fascinated him. "I mean I can see you have your traditional patchwork leg done here, but do you have any more?"

"Well," you began. "I have my leg sleeve (of course), then I also have a full arm sleeve, and one down my side. And then a secret one that matches Sarah and Kie's." you smirked before beginning to giggle when he looked astonished.

"We are gonna circle back to the mystery tattoos later!" the blonde boy exclaimed. "But can I see your sleeve?" You nodded with a hint of reluctance only because of one tattoo. You took off your hoodie so you were only in your tank top. JJ began examining all of the colorful pieces you had but quickly stopped when he saw the medusa adorning your upper arm. His face went from curious and playful to stern. "Who?"

"It's really not important," fixated on the fire you really were hoping to not have this conversation yet. You were always cold but the hoodies also helped keep that hidden.

"You can talk to me," his blue eyes softened. He didn't want to push you but wanted to at least offer. "My dad...he used to beat the shit out of me. I used to blame myself. Would convince myself that I deserved it somehow. My fiends helped snap me out of that."

The two of you sat there in silence for several minutes before you brought yourself to open up, "It was my ex. He had a hard time taking no for an answer." JJ didn't say anything but just let you confide in him. "But before that, I went through something similar to you. My dad was an angry guy. I remember showing up to school with black eyes and having to have my friends cover for me. Then when I was 16, things got particularly bad. He slapped me so hard I fell down and he stormed out. Said 'He should have left me and my bitch of a mom a long time ago'...he came back the next morning in tears and never laid a hand on me since. So then when my ex did what he did, it just brought out suppressed memories."

JJ immediately brought you into a hug while wiping a tear off your cheek, "I am so sorry." You looked up into his beautiful baby blue eyes when the two of you leaned in. He kissed you so gently and tasted so sweet you thought you were in heaven. That was until he whispered onto your lips "So what are these secret tattoos the three of you girls share?" Laughing you buried your face into his chest.

"It's so embarrassing," you blushed as he started to chuckle right when the other three showed back up from what looked like swimming. "Oh! Just in time! (y/n) here was just about to enlighten me on these secret tattoos of yours!"

"Don't do it!" and "She was not!" were said in unison by other two.

"Come on guys we should tell them," you smiled and you all three agreed. "Ok, so just know the three of this did this to celebrate graduating high school. We were young and dumb."

"Oh this is gonna be good," John B mumbled.

"We all have a different fruit," Sarah continued.

"On each of our asses," Kiara finished. The two boys burst out laughing.

"Are you being for real?" John B asked. "I mean I knew about yours Sarah, but all three of you?" he couldn't hold back the laughter anymore.

JJ leaned over and whispered just to you, "I can't wait to see what yours is." Causing you to once again turn bright red. You knew you were in trouble with this boy when he just smirked down and kissed you again saying, "You're too damn cute when you blush like that."

[lavylu]

I have a request where Bucky, Nat, Steve and reader are on a mission. Bucky and reader are dating and he's very possessive. Somehow, all of them end up having a foursome (reader centric) but Bucky's possessiveness can still be seen.

Steve x Nat, Bucky x reader

Bucky and Steve dom, nat and reader submissive

You walked out of the hotel’s bathroom wearing a short dress. You and the others were meant to go to a club that night to have drinks and unwind. And Bucky had bought you a new dress.

Unknown to him, you also wore a new set of lingerie that Natasha had helped you pick out. The baby blue lace hugged all of your curves and you couldn’t wait for Bucky to see it later.

You wandered out of the bathroom to find Bucky sitting on the bed. He raised his eyebrows in surprise when he saw the short dress you wore.

He smirked a little as he stood up. “Looking good baby”

You giggled as he walked closer to you. He snaked one of his arms around your waist and pulled you towards him.

He playfully nipped at your ear. “I don’t know if I want anyone else seeing you in this. It’s awfully short, but oh so sexy”

One of Bucky’s hands trailed up your side until he was squeezing your boob in his hand. He gently played with your boobs earning a soft moan.

He chuckled at this. “Oh baby girl, we might not even make it out tonight.”

Bucky gave you a wink as he pushed you down onto the mattress. He tugged off your dress leaving you in your lingerie.

His eyes widened in surprise. “Wow baby, all for me?” He teased.

He traced the lace that covered your hips. In one swift motion he pulled off his shirt. His biceps flexed softly as he undid his zipper.

Just as he was about to take off his boxers the door opened to reveal Steve and Natasha.

Steve looked at the sight in front of him with surprise. Natasha only blushed as she buried her face into Steve’s arm.

You saw a switch in Bucky’s eyes. He stood up straighter and seemed to puff his chest out in an almost protective way.

“What ya looking at Rogers?” He challenged.

Bucky crossed his arms as he awaited Steve’s response.

Steve’s surprise faded to reveal a soft smirk. “Just coming to get the two love birds, but it seems you two are busy”

Bucky only scoffed “shut it Rogers”

Steve raised an eyebrow “who knows I might blow off tonight as well. Maybe we could have some fun?”

Bucky’s scowl turned into a smirk as he invited Steve and Natasha in. “Be my guest”

You felt the cool air hit your core as Bucky pulled down your panties. Your throbbing core was being presented as you laid on your back.

You felt Bucky’s hands go up and pull off your bra, discarding it somewhere behind him. He only chuckled as he saw you shiver.

“My baby girl looks so pretty.” His voice was seductive.

Beside you was Natasha, also on her back. Her clothes being completely discarded in a pile behind Steve.

Natasha’s hair was spread out below her as her head was thrown back. Her face was flushed as Steve fingered her.

You could hear the wet sounds of Steve’s fingers thrusting in and out of Natasha’s hole. Natasha grabbed your hand and intertwined your fingers together.A pretty moan left her lips as Steve fingered her.

A gasp left your lips as you felt one of Bucky’s fingers push into your core. He curled it massaging the spongey walls inside. Your eyes began to role back as he added a second finger.

Bucky smirked down at you “do you like this? Being stretched out with your bestie?”

You nodded your head and gave a pathetic moan which caused Steve to laugh.

Steve took out his cock and began to pump himself with one hand, his other hand continued to run through Natasha’s folds.

Bucky also began to pump himself. He looked down at you and winked. “Does My baby girl want to stay like this, and continue to hold Natty’s hand? Or does she want to do something more exciting?”

You looked at him with confusion. “The second one I guess…”

Bucky only smirked as he pulled you closer to him. He picked you up and flipped you so you would be on your stomach. He began to massage your bum.

“On your hands and knees baby”

You did as he said, your soaking cunt being presented to bucky. You noticed some movements to your side and turned your head to see Steve getting Natasha in the same position.

The only difference being that she faced you. You felt Bucky’s cock slowly push inside you. His member filling you perfectly. He began to thrust his hips. Making you moan.

You saw Natasha’s eyes roll back as Steve began to fuck her as well.

You saw Steve look down at you with hungry eyes and then up to bucky. You heard Bucky making a go ahead sound.

You felt Bucky’s hand go into your hair pulling your head up. You saw Steve do a similar thing to Natasha.

And then they pushed your heads forward.

You felt Natasha’s mouth against yours, both of you being thrusted into. You felt Natasha’s lips on yours.

You began to moan louder as Bucky quickened his pace. His hips bucking into yours.

Natasha’s head was pushed further into yours. You could feel her tongue on your lips.

When Bucky began to circle your asshole with his other hand you opened your lips in a muffled moan. The sound being swallowed by Natasha.

She looked at you with sensual eyes as she began to shove her tongue into your mouth. Her tongue twirled inside your mouth. Her kisses becoming more wet and sexy each time you guys were pushed together.

You heard Bucky chuckle behind you as he fucked you from behind. “You look so hot babe”

You only moaned as he continued to thrust, feeling Natasha suck your tongue.

Your eyes rolled back as a feeling of ecstasy overcame you. You would definitely be doing this again.

[wastingawayinmyroom]

more?

-reg getting lily/pandora the flowers with the same name as them

-dorcas and barty both just kissing regulus and then going “yep, im gay” (poor regulus would be so confused both times)

-regulus was like snape level obvious about knowing remus was a werewolf (he would dramatically take off all of his silver rings to pass something to remus, regardless of who was watching)

-sirius stalking regulus in his animagus form because it’s the only time regulus would see him and not be all pissy like he would have been if he knew it was sirius

-regulus being the one that gave all the marauders their nicknames (mainly james and sirius) after having seen them in their animagus forms and just assumed they were wild animals

-pandora and remus being besties? i never see this anywhere but imagine luna is named after him

-dorcas/lily got regulus a rubix cube and he didn’t put it down for days until he solved it

-pandora/lily knit or crochet reallyyyy badly but all of their friends still wearing the stuff they make anyways

GUYS ANON IS BACK OMGOMG

going from top to bottom this time!!!

edit: i just realized. i completely misread the first one 😭 i thought it meant reg getting lily roses and pandora lilies 😭😭😭 but i also like what you wrote anon!!! don't mind my sleep deprived ass messing things up here lmao

yes. just yes. he knew they were in love before they knew it themselves giggling this is adorable

he does it multiple times and neither pandora or lily know who it is and they're both so confused but also touched

they also think the other is giving the flowers (panda thinks its lily, lily thinks its panda)

regulus is cackling while stroking some random cat in a spinny office chair like the supervillain he is

the second one officially has me dead.

LMAOOOO 😭😭😭 poor regulus he'd have no idea what's going on

barty did it first and then told dorcas, and dorcas was like well wtf might as well give it a shot! and then immediately realized she does NOT like men

i'm dying that's ridiculous

regulus did very much know that remus was a werewolf and he was a Dramatic Lil Shit about it

he's also a Dramatic Lil Shit about other things (ask sirius, he can write a whole essay)

on that note (and on the note of the next hc)... sirius stalking regulus in animagus form, and regulus has no idea and thinks its just some random cute stray dog

he adopts padfoot

the rest of the marauders are insufferable for weeks

omg the next hc

that works perfectly with the previous one

anon

we are onto something

next one!! YESSYEYSYEYSEYYSEYEYSYSYEYS

i always imagined panda reg and remus to be a sort of trio of weird folks lmao

luna being named after him OH MY GODDDDDD

lily would get regulus the rubix cube methinks

dorcas would be the one who takes it from him so he stops frEAKING SOLVING IT

he's so me frfr

pandora knits really well but crochets like shit

she made a couple of sweaters and the skittles wear them around the holidays as matching ugly sweaters

as someone who crochets, i imagine them to be so bad i would pass out upon sighting them

but ykyk gotta hype up your friends!!! (pandora has accepted the fact that she CANNOT crochet for shit but she just find it funny af)

aaand that's it!!!

[junniieesbby]

My Pretty Ginger Boy 🧡 |Choi Yeonjun

Pairing: Yeonjun x F!reader

Genre: Established Relationship, Idol Yeonjun x non idol reader, Fluff, crack, A little bit suggestive.

WC: 1k

Rating: 18+ MDNI

Summary: Your boyfriend bleaches his hair for an upcoming comeback and you slightly mention he would look good with Ginger hair…only to see him with ginger hair two days later

Warning: There is swearing, Ass smacking, kissing, biting mentions of food. (Let me know If I missed anything”

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Nothing mentioned in this fiction represents any of the characters.

A/N: Hope you guys enjoy this little fluff I came up with last minute

Dedication: I would like to dedicate this to my amazing friends tagged below. Please if there is anyone at all you would like to show your love and support to it is them. They have made me feel loved and appreciated more times than I could count. My love for them will run forever. To my Besties this is it. Thank you for playing the game. Until Next time…Love Anon 🧡

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

You rolled on your boyfriend's side of the bed only to find it empty once again. It has been a week now that he goes to work early and comes really late. He had promised you some quality time today, and he wasn’t even here. Not that you were complaining; he is an idol with a comeback, and this wasn’t anything new. You just happened to miss him extra hard that morning.

You stayed in bed for around 15 minutes, then decided to get up and get ready for the day. You went in the shower and did your shower routine. As you got out, you heard the front door being opened and closed, and you ran as fast as you could to greet your boyfriend.

Only to stop in your tracks when you lay your eyes on him. He is standing there with a bouquet of sunflowers in his left hand and a bag in his right hand, which appears to be from your favorite breakfast place.

That isn’t at all what surprises you. What caught you off guard was his hair color. Last night, he came to bed with bleached blonde hair. Now…now he has ginger hair. Just two days ago, you told him how much you wanted to see him with ginger hair and how much he would rock the color.

Now you're standing there looking like a deer caught in headlights. You can’t move, you can’t speak, and you sure as hell can’t process what is going on.

"Good morning, beautiful", he tells you with an innocent smile. He acts like nothing is new or has changed. That gets you fuming.

"Good morning? Good Morning? CHOI FUCKING YEONJUN, ARE YOU SERIOUS?" you say, walking closer to him.

“Baby, what's wrong?" He puts down the items he got on the kitchen island and walks closer to you.

"Don’t ‘baby’ me, LOOK at your hair. Are you kidding me!!!"

"Do you like it? I did it just for you, baby," he said, planting his hands on your hips.

You were mesmerized by his beauty. He truly could rock any hair color. He knew he looked good, but every time you told him he looked good, he just felt this boost of confidence. He loved when you complimented him. It always meant so much to him when it came from you.

"Like? Like? No, baby, I don’t like it; I love it. Are you serious? I mentioned one time that I wanted to see you with ginger hair, and you convinced your hair stylist to dye it ginger. Oh my god, baby, you look so handsome and so pretty; it suits you so fucking well. I think I just fell in love all over again," you tell him while running a hand through it.

You could not help yourself. You grabbed his face, lowered it to you, and peppered his face with kisses. You kissed his eyelids, his nose, his forehead, his cheeks, the corner of his mouth, and his lips maybe 10 times. All he did was giggle and let you kiss him.

"That is the cutest reaction I’ve ever seen, baby," he says while peppering your face the same way you did to him.

Once he finished, you gave him the tightest hug and whispered how much you had missed him, which led to him rocking you back and forth and telling you how much he missed you.

"What are the flowers and food for baby?" You let go of the hug, turning around and facing the food and flowers.

"What is it illegal now to get pretty flowers for a pretty girl? I can’t spoil my baby with food now?" He questions you.

"It’s not that, you idiot," you slightly smack his shoulder. "How about you change while I plate up the food mmh?"

He nods, sends you a wink, and goes to your shared bedroom to get changed. As you are plating the food, you feel a pair of strong arms wrap around you. He also nozzled his face into the crook of your neck and took a deep breath.

Once you finished plating your breakfast, which was one of your favorite Toasted waffles with nutella, you turned around in his arms only to notice he was wearing a sleeveless shirt, which caused you to hyperventilate for a second time this morning.

Your instinctive reaction was to lean on his bicep and bite him. “Ow, what was that for? You little shit," he tells you while letting you go.

"For always looking sexy" that's when he leaned and also bit your upper arm, which caused you to shriek.

"YEONJUN Ow, that hurts you ass," He just laughed, grabbed you closer to him, and started smacking your ass.

“Yeah, well, I like your ass, baby." You guys both started to laugh.

"When we finish breakfast, can we have a marathon of High School Musical?" you asked, fully knowing the answer would be yes.

"Anything for my pretty girl," he says, taking your hand and leading you to sit on the island and eat breakfast.

You spent the rest of the day in his arms, watching and singing along to High School Musical. You both even got up and danced to "Can I have this dance".

He truly was a dream come true.

Thank you guys so much for reading 🥺🧡

Tagging the loveliest people I know: @kookthief @boba-beom @lovejoshua @robin-obsessed @baljinciaga @choistick @hanniejie @txt-yaomi @writingmochi

[swiftllama]

February Compliments ☀️🔍

[Compliments Masterlist]

And we’re back! Not a lot of compliments for February but still a few so hope this will still be a fun read for you guys 😊

So let’s get into it!

February 2024

Is This Video Offensive?

So in this Flashback they reacted to the classic Molester Moon sketch 🌚 We only got one little compliment in this video but I thought I would still include it :-

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They’re introducing the video dressed as moons and give each other a fist bump and saying how they’re ‘ordinary guys’.

Ian: “Anyway, um,” *turns to Anthony* “You look good.”

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Another little moment I wanted to include which I just found silly :-

[talking about the pandora’s boxes that were opened with the creation of certain emojis]

Anthony: “The peach emoji…”

Ian: “Yeah, yeah, for real.”

Anthony: “The eggplant emoji.”

Ian: “Or do you think the creator was like, ‘let’s make it look a little bit like an ass’.”

Anthony: [laughs] “It’s a little bit like a huge, purple dong.”

Ian: “Dong.”

Anthony: “Yeah, I don’t know, honestly, it makes me wonder if they did know because it’s too perfectly ass-shaped. Right? I feel like it’s more ass-shaped than a peach. Peaches are not that perfectly ass-shaped.”

Ian: “I don’t know, bro.”

Anthony: “You seen some pretty good looking peaches?”

Ian: “I’ve seen some pretty tantalising peaches in my day.”

Anthony: [swallows] “Oh yeah? Do you want me to call you by my name?”

Ian: [in a low voice] “I could eat a peach for hours.”

👀 who doesn’t love Ian and Anthony flirting with each other 🤭🍑

What’s Wrong With This Soup? (Culinary Crimes)

So the boys went on Courtney’s new show and it did not disappoint with giving us some complimentary bestie moments :-

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Courtney: “So the theme of this episode is foods that are vegan, gluten free, with some other twists as well.”

Ian: “So a lot of nuts, I presume.”

Anthony: “Besties with testes.”

Ian: “We are besties with testes, so.”

Silly but still quite cute, can never resist them calling each other besties even when it involves testes 😅

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[First recipe they are given is soup]

Ian: “I have recently became a soup boy.”

Anthony: “Yeah.”

Courtney: “You have become a soup boy. That’s why I put you on this case.”

Ian: “Oh, is that right? Yes.”

Anthony: “I have been a good soup boy’s assistant.”

Ian: “Yeah.”

Anthony: “Ian invited me over. I was a little assistant, we made some soup.”

Ian: “We made soup together.”

Anthony: “It was really good.”

WHAT?! THEY MADE SOUP TOGETHER! IAN INVITED HIM OVER AND THEY MADE SOUP TOGETHER!!! ANTHONY WAS HIS SOUP ASSISTANT!!! 😭…. Sorry, screaming over. But that is the cutest thing ever! So after the whole moment in January where Ian dashed many of our fantasies of them making soup together, it ended up actually happening and I am one happy girl knowing it did 😊

Making Of “Would You Push This Button?”

So the BTS of the Would You Push This Button? sketch provided us with a couple moments :-

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Not a compliment or anything but you know, gotta include the high-fives.

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Now this other moment is complimentary but the dialogue isn’t that important so I’m just going to give a run down of what is happening :-

[Anthony filming Ian sitting recording voice audio that no longer is getting used for the main video. Ian rambles on about how only members get to hear it and how we’re getting it for free, but not really free cause we paid for membership, and how this audio was originally meant to be used as a Shut Up! intro but it wasn’t that funny, all while Ian is saying this you can hear Anthony laughing behind the camera]

Just another example of the fact that Ian is the funniest person to Anthony ☺️

Would You Push This Button? & MrBeast Copycat Watch Party

Of course to go along with the Would You Push This Button? sketch we also got the watch party livestream, along with them reacting to the previous sketch MrBeast Copycats Have Gone Too Far that they had missed.

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[Earlier in the video Ian guesses that Apollo 17 was the last time humans set foot on the moon]

Ian: [reads chat comment] “Oh, I was right with Apollo 17.”

Anthony: “Damn! How did you know Apollo 17?”

Ian: “Just a good guess, I guess.”

Wee compliment from Anthony 😊

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Chat comment: ‘What’s the latest soup Ian’s learned to make?’

Ian: “The last one that I learned to make was the African Peanut Stew.”

Anthony: “Oh yeah, that one sounds so good.”

Ian: “So good.”

Anthony: “I was like is that shit vegan?”

Ian: “It was so good- yeah, yeah, it’s vegan.”

Anthony: “Yeah, we got to make that one. We got to make that one next.”

Aw, soup boy’s assistant is wanting to get back in the kitchen with him 🥹

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[Boys do a quiz to find out which Bratz doll they are]

Q: ‘What is a personal flaw that your friends accept you for?’

Anthony: “Probably shy and awkward. That’s true.”

Erin: “Do you agree, Ian?”

Anthony: [looks at Ian] “Do you accept me for that?”

Ian: “I accept you for that.”

Anthony: “Okay, thank you.”

Just a cute little one 😝

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[Ian taking the quiz]

Q: ‘Pick a fashion icon’

Ian: “I think I’m a Bianca Jagger.”

Anthony: “Sure. That feels right.”

Another little compliment from Anthony cause why not ✨

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Q: ‘What’s your favourite relic from the 2000s?’

Ian: “I’m going to do [sings] being young, carefree and stupid.”

Anthony: “That was mine too.”

#twinning #justbestiethings

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Q: ‘Which y2k fragrance did you have/would you have on your vanity tray?’

Ian: “I am definitely Princess by Vera Wang.”

Anthony: “Yep. That sounds right.”

Just Anthony agreeing that Ian is a princess 👑

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Ian: [on the personal flaw question] “I feel like I’m all of these things.”

Anthony: “You’re a drama queen…”

Ian: “I think my honesty can be harsh. I think- actually I can’t be wild.”

Anthony: “You’ve been wild.”

Ian: “I am a drama queen.”

Anthony: “When are you a drama queen?”

Ian: “I feel like I can be a catty little bitch sometimes.”

Anthony: “But that’s not a drama queen.”

Ian: “Like I love drama. Like whenever I hear that there’s a problem I’m like [rubs hands together] ‘alright, let’s go’.”

Anthony: “Yeah, but I feel like drama queens are also like in the drama.”

Erin: “He’s a little dramatic.”

Anthony: “Is he in the drama though?”

Erin: “I would say so.”

Ian: [laughs]

Anthony: “I feel like he observes it and talks about it.”

Ian: “Sometimes I can be the drama. No, I don’t think I’m- I love hearing other people’s drama…”

Anthony: “Yeah.”

Ian: “But I feel like sometimes my honesty can be harsh.”

Anthony: “Sure, sure.”

Ian: “Sometimes I, you know, like sometimes there’s things that just don’t need to be said.”

Anthony: [laughs] “And you used to have no filter.”

Ian: “Sometimes I say it, I think I’ve gotten a little bit better, where I’ll be like, ‘I- never mind’.”

Anthony: “Yeah, yeah. I accept you for it.”

Ian: “Okay.”

Anthony: “I’ve grown to accept it. I used to be very sensitive.”

Love how this started off as something silly but turned into a genuine compliment by the end of it.

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[Ian gets Jade as his answer]

Ian: [reading answer description] “…bold and thinks outside of the box or just someone who’s wild at heart.”

Anthony: “I could see wild at heart.”

Just a little mini compliment from Anthony there

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Anthony: [reads chat comment and laughs] “Why is Ian on such a high from getting Jade over Anthony getting Jade?” [Anthony really wanted Jade as his answer as the crew said that’s who he was like]

Ian: Umm, I just didn’t think I was cool, man.”

Anthony: “Dude, you’re cool, Ian.” [pats chest] “You gotta have a little confidence, man.”

A double compliment from Anthony in this little section, you love to see it!

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[reacting to the MrBeast sketch]

Anthony: “Yeah, that one was good. Your Mr Beast character, you fucking killed it, man. And going into the horror mode at the end [of the video] was great.”

It’s been a very heavy Anthony complimenting Ian livestream as you can probably tell 😅 not that I’m complaining!

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[reacting to the Button sketch]

Ian: [talking about his Mormon character’s wig] “Wow, the blonde really brings out my eyes.”

Anthony: “Yeah, it looks really good.”

We do know Anthony loves Ian’s blue eyes 😉

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[Ian dressed as a woman in the sketch]

Anthony: “Your lipstick is poppin’!”

Just another complimentary moment I wanted to include 😄

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Chat comment: ‘Ian plays the mother so well it’s scary’

Ian: “That’s because I am mother.”

Anthony: “Ian is mother.”

👀 Okay, Anthony…

And that was it for this livestream!

Making Of “Grimace: Where Is He Now?”

The BTS of the Grimace: Where Is He Now? sketch gave us a couple little moments, not necessarily compliments, but wanted to include them nonetheless :-

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First was this moment where Ian and Anthony are looking at each other through a door covered with fake police tape and they reach through and touch each other’s hands.

(As usual sorry for the terrible gif quality, I tried 🫣)

But yeah, thought this was cute so wanted to make it part of this post 😊

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And the other moment I wanted to include was as they were doing the outro to the video :-

Anthony: “Why do we need a fog machine when we have…”

[both Ian and Anthony blow out of their mouths so you can see their breath in the cold air]

Ian: “Wow, I don’t know if that looked cool on camera but…”

Anthony: “Felt cool.”

And then of course, gotta include one of their signature moves…

The high-five!

There’s A Werewolf Among Us…

So the boys joined in on this Games video along with Courtney, Arasha, Spencer, Chanse and Trevor where they played Werewolf, in which one person is the werewolf and they have kill off other players without being discovered.

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[Arasha brings up how she used to play it when it was called Mafia and the others joke around saying that it’s no longer called that because it’s offensive to Italian-Americans]

Courtney: “Angela actually held up a sign in the front of the building, she was like - ‘Please stop’.”

Ian: “Yeah, she picketed us.”

Anthony: “She’s on strike for the day.”

Ian: [laughs] “She’s on strike.”

Love when the shoe is on the other foot and it’s Ian finding Anthony funny, always very cute ☺️

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[Everyone saying they think it’s Ian]

Chanse: “I was gonna say, I think I thought it was Anthony, but I’ve changed my mind.”

Ian: “Well, I mean, I would say I trust you two [Anthony and Chanse] ‘cause you didn’t immediately just go along with it. If you were the werewolf you would have immediately just motioned to vote because you’re like, yeah, let’s kill another villager.”

Trevor: “Or maybe they’re trying to hide it…”

Ian: “No.”

Trevor: “Because they already had someone second it. So why would they jump immediately?”

Ian: “Right, but they would need to be to jump in.”

Anthony: “Or maybe there’s no information to even go off of in the first round.”

Chanse: “I nominate Ian.”

Trevor: “Yeah. Vote time?”

Spencer: “Unfortunately, Ian.”

Ian: “All right, I’m just…”

Spencer: “You have made your case.”

Ian: “Okay, all right.”

Spencer: “And it’s vote time.”

Ian: “I think Anthony’s safe. I don’t trust anyone else.”

It’s sweet how Ian says Anthony’s the only one he trusts here as everyone besides Anthony is saying they think Ian is the werewolf. It’s also doubly sweet when you think about the fact that Anthony actually was the werewolf this round and yet, he was the only one Ian trusted 🥺

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[Arasha making her case for the werewolf not to kill her]

Anthony: “Why are you giving werewolf tips?”

Courtney: “She’s plugging all the holes.”

Ian: [puts hands up] “I am nominating Arasha [as the werewolf].”

Anthony: [puts hand up] “I am nominating Arasha as well.”

I love when they just follow what each other’s doing 😌

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[Anthony’s character dies]

Trevor: [going to raise his hand but backing down and everyone asking what he was going to say] “I just wanted to do it again. I was gonna do it again, where I just make a blatant accusation for no reason.”

Courtney: “It is good, though, for the plot.”

Chanse: “It starts shit.”

Trevor: [puts hand up] “All right, I think it’s Ian.”

Courtney: “The werewolf?”

Trevor: “Yeah.”

Spencer: “All right, does anyone wanna second that?”

Ian: “I think that’s a terrible decision.”

Trevor: “No, not necessarily nominating, I just would like to, you know, cast some doubt upon his character.”

Spencer: “Gosh darn.”

Courtney: “Yeah.” [points at Ian] “You like wolves!”

Ian: “I don’t like wolves.”

Trevor: “You would kill Anthony.”

Ian: [makes a sad/unhappy face]

Trevor: “You would. You hater.”

Ian: “What do you mean I would kill Anthony?”

Trevor: “You’re trying to, like oh, I would never kill my best friend. Oooh.”

Ian: “I never-”

Chanse: “He’s trying to start shit.”

Courtney: [laughing]

Trevor: “See? See? Ian’s like, ooh, they won’t think it’s me because I would never kill my best friend.”

Ian: “This guy talks too much.”

Anthony: [laughs]

Loved this moment, especially how not happy Ian was with the accusation that he would kill Anthony, even in a game. And of course can never resist when it’s brought up that they’re best friends. Also loved how Anthony didn’t say anything and only laughed at what Ian said - the bestie-ism was shining through! 👯‍♂️

And that was it for this video!

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With that, that brings us to end of the compliments for February 2024! A shorter one as I said but hope you all still enjoyed 😊

Thanks for reading and I shall see you next time! 🫶

[phantomyre]

Deep-Dive Analysis on Vincent's 'Chaos-Eye'

Now that we have a clear image of Vincent's Chaos eye, it has prompted a few discussions and observations. One observation was pointed out to me by my bestie @cloudimaginarysoldierstrife. This was their observation... Vincent's eye resembles a solar eclipse. Why is this significant...?

The Solar Eclipse is often associated to the end of the world or doomsday. As many of you are aware, Chaos' role in Dirge of Cerberus is connected to the end of the planet's life, namely being the 'reaper' figure created to eliminate all life on the planet. Therefore, you might see how the solar eclipse and Chaos have a fitting correlation. However, as I went further in my research, I discovered a couple of other interesting connections. One of the more nuanced aspects of Vincent's character is his duality. This is something that Square Enix has been putting a lot more emphasis on as of late-- namely Vincent's inner conflict and what he represents as both a character and his journey/function in the story of FF7. While symbolism for the Solar Eclipse is varied, there is a common view. As a general consensus, the Solar Eclipse represents transformation, harmonizing opposing forces, balance of light and dark. Duality.

This characteristic of duality and balance is seen with how the Protomateria (and Chaos) function as noted in the Omega Reports. Not only was the Protomateria created to control Omega and Chaos, but it also served to absorb/contain the impurities within the Lifestream (before it was extracted by Grimoire and Lucrecia)-- in essence, balancing or maintaining the Lifestream.

But my studies didn't end at 'duality'. Though what I found next wasn't as significant, it took a rather poignant turn. While it is widely known that Chaos' function is to destroy life and allow Omega to absorb the untainted Lifestream, what some may not realize is Chaos' fate after his duty is complete. According to the Omega reports, once all life has been taken up with Omega, Chaos' fate, and by association Vincent's fate, is to be left behind on a dead and empty planet. Eternally alone. Oh and yeah he can't die, either. Now we really know why Lucrecia is so sorry...

And what do you suppose I found when it came to the origins of the word 'Eclipse'...? Little did I realize that the original Greek word for 'Eclipse' had a very foreboding meaning behind it-- "To abandon"/"Leave behind"

Yeah. That one kinda hurt. Obviously this could all not really be anywhere near what the ff7 devs were going for and could be a total nothing-burger. However, the deliberate design choice of how his eye looks and the connections to said design are hard to brush aside. I'm not expecting a full explanation on why Vincent has that single eerie eye. But it's obvious we are meant to take note of it. My assumption is that once we get to part 3 and we have more insight on Vincent as a whole, we will likely find out if Chaos/Vincent has an impact on the planet's demise towards the end, and what his fate really will be this time around. Like they say-- the eyes are the window to the soul. And they captured the duality very well. Humanity vs. Demon. Light vs. Dark. Life vs. Death. Hope vs. Despair. It's all in his eyes.

[ellena-asg]

I've just seen a blog with prompt/tropes list and there's that one: "I've always hated your kind but I just can't hate you" and it kills me because imho it's so much Jack about James. All the time.

Sins of the father (my beloved). Gosh, in this book Jack is not only tired of his father's but also of other people's bullshit and existence. And these people are aristocracy. Jack there is literally like "hate you all aristocrats", he even says to them that they're the worst. That they're bad not only to pirate world BUT also to each other. The way he sees them... like they're a nest of vipers. And big hypocrites. The real criminals.

And there are two guys he hates the most and both of them happen to be James' family (poor boy): Lawrence Norrington and Fitzy Dalton. That scene when Jack meets them, what he says to them and about them and what he thinks, oh, to say he is disgusted with them is not enough. Jack smashes them with his words. What he does there is #Lawrence and Fitzwilliam character bashing (well, they deserved). The rage and insults he has for them, oh my! He not only attacks them for what they do and for the system they live in, he also hates them for their character (they annoy him, Lawrence's cruel nature annoys him, Lawrence being an abusive father for James annoys him, Fitz not really caring about James annoys him, Lawrence and Fitz being pathetic spoiled pompous people annoy him, Fitz being a liar and traitor annoys him, they are terrible in his eyes, he also sees them as boring and foolish etc - just look at his talk with Fitz).

Yeah, he hates this family so much. BUT. Not James. He is so tired of these people, of their world, of what they do to pirates, he is so bitter and, you know, it's his sacred right to be bitter and to hate them all. But he doesn't hate little James. And he doesn't hate adult James. He doesn't want, he can't. He sees little James and he sees all. This boy is not his enemy. He is enemies' family but he's not enemy of Jack. He's a kid, an innocent one. And a very poor one - a kid living with vipers. Jack looks at this boy and sees himself. They both are there, between their fighting families. Both are their families' victims. Both are abused. Both are forced to live like that, to be kids watching the war (and to be each other's enemies one day). Both deserve to be saved from this. No, he can't hate him. He has only warm feelings for James. Compassion, a very strong one. And he just... believes in James' goodness. He hopes that James can be good, he roots for him. He sees the light.

And the contrast between little James and his family (and other aristocrats), gosh. Them being like dark clouds and him - a little sun (but always covered by them). Them being no good and no hope in Jack's eyes (Jack doesn't even hope they will change, he doesn't trust Fitz anymore and he doesn't want to) vs James forever having Jack's "I'm rooting for you. I'm still rooting for you" (I'm sorry but I think that Jack was serious about it, about believing in James, James choosing goodness and also, I don't think that Jack meant situation with Lizzie, especially that he rooted for his bestie Will in that case). Them being loud, rude and full of themselves vs poor silent and scared James. Them craving for war and James who doesn't want to be there. Doesn't want to watch this. Them being hated and mocked by pirates vs James making pirates (not only Jack but also Gibbs, Teague and probably many others) like "Good heavens, what a poor child".

And holy, Jack thinking about throwing Fitz overboard and being like "he deserves worse", Fitz being in the water and Jack not helping and not caring vs Jack seeing James falling into the sea and being like "Oh no, not this one! Help is coming! *Superman Jack*".

Jack hating Lawrence and not liking Fitz at first (and soon not liking him forever) vs Jack being gentle to James (and about James) at first and also later (cause adult James is still more decent than his family and he's just a fine man). All the time.

Jack being super gentle to James, let's say. What enemy is treated like that? Even when there are moments in the movies Jack is a bit bitter/sarcastic, he is still kind to James. He never insults him. The only time Jack is pissed off? Oh, because James interferes with pirates' rum business 😂 Yeah, two times Jack is like "Don't you see how wrong your decisions are?" but there's no hate, it's just the world being not fair and James still being on the wrong side. But Jack still roots for him. Jack agrees to take him on Pearl. He wants to give him a chance. Give him a lesson too (but it's not hate and not revenge for James' father's or cousin's sins). Jack understands. Jack hopes. Jack forgives. Even when James takes Davy's heart... Usually Jack rants about (or insults) people who mess with him or fights with/kills them. But here Jack is silent, very silent about that.

And when Jack heard that his favourite Norrington chose the right side in the end? His Jamie helped his pirates? I bet Jack was proud and happy for him. And not very surprised. And when he heard his Jamie died? On a damn ship on a damn sea (like Lawrence wanted). Both Lawrence and Fitz outliving James (cause if I remember correctly his shitty father wasn't dead). Oh Jack 😭 (and Jamie 😭).

Jack really looked at James, felt "that one, he can be good, this one I don't wanna hate" and he was so damn right. It kills me 😭😭😭

[siilvan]

IT'S GIVING JEALOUS-IN DENIAL-GRUMPY-SIMP!MAKAROV I- im crying

oh god i've never seen that first pic, the way he's leaned back and sorta manspreading… good lord i need him in ways disastrous to feminism. till he forgets his tragic past. gonna make him forget he wants to take over the world, save humanity frfr

*ahem* this, uh… i'm not responsible for this drabble, loosely bloodsport-based but more or less just simping, enjoy bestie 🤭

(little bit of suggestiveness BTC, y'all have been hungry for him anyway <3)

ангел – angel (pronounced as written, with a hard 'g' lol)

мое небо/moye nebo – my heaven

he is not a man often annoyed by the "small things" but this, this sight has his blood boiling beneath his skin.

you're standing across the room, about fifteen paces away, chatting with one of his captains. a loyal soldier and a fine field commander, often successful when fulfilling his orders, and makarov's willing to admit: not an unattractive man by most standards. the captain is allowed to walk behind him for a reason, he's pleased with his work.

but, he is just a captain. he holds only a sliver of the power that makarov holds. of the people in the room, he is a mere ant, something that he could crush under his boot in a fit of rage and the only quarrel would be disposing of the body. why are you so interested in him? are you not drawn in to the strength, the pride, the influence that makarov has?

he shifts in his seat, leaning forward and letting his eyes narrow at the sight. your back is to him, but the captain— oh, the captain knows very well what the look makarov sends his way means.

you've encroached on my territory.

makarov doesn't hear the next words quickly stuttered out by the man, but it's shortly after that he nods in farewell and darts out of the room. like a child being scolded; the smile that pulls at the edge of his lips gives away his feeling of cruel satisfaction. no matter how esteemed any of his men may be, he stands alone at the top.

you blink at the door after the captain darts out before visibly shrugging and shaking your head. you turn around, eyes immediately finding his, and some unfamiliar sensation tugs at makarov's heart when he catches the glimmer of familiarity in your gaze.

he shifts again, leaning back into a more relaxed position. with your attention on him once more, he can allow his shoulders to drop, his rigid posture to soften. just keep your eyes on him.

"let me guess – that excuse of 'i need to clean my knives' was actually meant to mean, 'my commander is glaring daggers at me?'" you ask, crossing the space in a leisurely stroll, far more collected than when you first arrived several weeks ago.

he chuckles, lifting a hand to signal to his soldier standing nearby. "warden, give us some space."

the masked woman's gaze flits between you two, before she responds with a single nod and a clipped "yes, commander." she marches out of the room and the door clicks shut behind her, leaving you standing alone in front of him.

"if he has time to chat, he has time to work." makarov says, his hips briefly lifting as he adjusts his position, head lolling back just slightly to look up at you.

"that's a shitty way to boost morale," you comment, mouth briefly twitching up into a bemused smile nonetheless. "why did you really send him away?"

he dismisses your question, shaking his head. "i suppose i shouldn't be surprised that a woman of your position is observant, should i?"

you smile, again, wider and longer this time. "no, you shouldn't." you mutter.

for a moment, you two are left in that position, locked in a stalemate of neither person wanting to make the next move. observing the other, attempting to read their thoughts through nothing but minimal body language. you shift your weight from one leg to the other, hands clasping in front of yourself as you tilt your head to the side slightly, barely noticeable.

your next move.

makarov says nothing more as he pats his knee, silently giving a command. it's not a question, not a request— there is no uncertainty in the action.

he catches the flash of hesitation that crosses your face, and in reply, he offers his hand. the red light cascading over the room could almost be mistaken for an omen, a sign of what is to come in the distant future as soon as you place your hand in his.

he pulls you forward, gently, urging you to close the distance yourself. take the final leap.

carefully, you step forward and place your legs on either side of his, knees pressing into the plush cushions of the sofa as you let your weight rest on his thighs. your free hand, originally awkwardly sitting at your side, comes to rest on his bicep before lightly skating up to clutch his shoulder, the crisp fabric of his suit soft under your touch.

he draws you closer still, arm moving to circle around your middle, bringing you forward until your chests are flush, your rapidly-beating heart a contrast to his own, thumping steadily as he lifts your hand to his lips, pressing an uncharacteristically chaste kiss against your skin.

"he is not worth your time, ангел." he murmurs, lowering your hand.

"and, you are?" you ask, brows lifting curiously with the question.

"by birth right, i am," he replies quickly, voice low but confident. he isn't hiding the confession, he's reserving it for your ears alone. "no matter how many men may catch your eye for a fleeting moment, no matter how many think they stand in front of me in the queue for your hand, i will always be at the front, even if i must eliminate the competition to do so. i was born superior, i alone am worthy of your grace, мое небо."

a small part of you wants to argue, to tell him no, he has to earn that privilege, but a far larger part of you keens at his words, at his hands on you, gloved fingertips dancing along your spine and digging into the plush of your hip.

"you seem awfully confident for a man silently begging to be touched." you mutter, a sharp exhale escaping you when his hand leaves your hip to slowly slide up your side, thumb trailing along your front and stopping just below the curve of your breast.

he chuckles, dropping to a gravelly whisper as his lips hover mere inches from yours, dark eyes boring into yours and rendering you immobile.

"kiss me, then." he says, unabashed. "please, ангел." he adds after a beat, tongue darting out to wet his lips. the darkness in his gaze gives way to hunger, like a beast eyeing prey, waiting for it to run so he can give chase.

you draw in a breath, metaphorically and physically swallowing down the hesitation that bubbles up again. he has you right where he wants you, caught in his trap, but as his hands push you down, his hips raising again to press right into your clothed core, you find that you suddenly don't care.

you practically fall into his embrace, cupping his jaw and pressing your lips to his, matching the predator in hunger; like a rabbit leaping on a wolf instead. his firm grip becomes almost painful as he tugs you impossibly closer, his hand coming up to the nape of your neck, holding you in place against him.

you should have expected him to take over, to reclaim his spot in control. the most makarov will ever do is share, which alone is an honor, but he will never completely give his control away.

you're falling deeper, watching the light fade as you burrow farther into the earth, further into the pitch blackness that is him. it's hard to care, nigh impossible to think about anything else when you're so far down the rabbit hole.

worry about his touch, his lips, the satisfied rumble in his chest when he practically purrs your name against your lips. everything else can wait.

[canirove]

In The Name of Love | Chapter 23

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"Finally, Valeria! I haven't seen you since last year!"

"You are so dramatic, Pedro" I laugh, trying to close my apartment's door while he wraps his arms around me.

"But it is actually true. I hate Christmas."

"No, you don't."

"I do. Because I don't get to see you for like two weeks. And I'm needy, Val. So needy" he pouts. "Didn't you miss me?"

"Not really. I had you with me."

"Because you carry me in your heart? That's so cute, Val. See how you can do cheesy too?"

"What? You have said it all!" I laugh again. "But that's now what I meant. I mean, I do, but no."

"You aren't making any sense" Pedri says with a confused look.

"Look behind you."

"What?"

"Just turn around" I say.

"What… Holy shit. Is that… is that me?"

"Yep. A life size cardboard cutout of my favourite photo from your shirtless photoshoot."

"Did you get it for yourself as a Christmas present?" he chuckles.

"Oh, no. This was your besties and your brother's Christmas present. And the last one they will ever give because I'm fucking murdering them the moment I see them."

"What?"

"Your brother managed to convince Marina to give him the address of my grandparents' house and they sent it there."

"No!" Pedri says, his eyes wide.

"Yep. And that cardboard wasn't the only thing they sent me. There also was a box with a blanket, a mug, a phone case and a pillow with that photo on all of them."

"Really?" he chuckles. 

"Yes, really. And it isn't funny, Pedri. Did you know about this?"

"What? No! I had no idea, I swear."

"Are you sure? Because it is a bit of a coincidence that I joked with you about getting a pillow with your face on it, and they gifted me one" I say, crossing my arms over my chest.

"I wasn't part of it. I promise you, Val. But maybe…"

"Maybe what?"

"Maybe when Fer asked me about your reaction to the magazine, I told him about the pillow. But it was a random comment, nothing else! I had no idea they would do… that" he says, nodding towards his cardboard self.

"Well, thanks to your comment, next week we are having lunch with my mum."

"Wait what? She knows? How?"

"I had to tell her.”

"Holy shit, Val. That's… that's…"

"I know" I sigh. "Why don't we sit down and I tell you everything?"

"That actually sounds like a great idea" he says, letting himself fall on the sofa.

"Ok…" I say, taking a deep breath. "Everything started with my uncle during our Christmas Eve dinner…"

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"So, Val. Are you moving to Manchester too?" my uncle asks.

"Why would I do that?"

"Ferran is now going to play for Manchester United, isn't he? Though isn't that a bit weird since he already played for City?"

"Ferran is leaving?" my mum says. "Why hadn't you told me, Val?"

"Why should I?" I shrug.

"Because he is your boyfriend! And he is moving away! Did you argue? Is everything ok?"

"Mum, for the millionth time… Ferran and I have always been friends. Nothing else."

"And for the millionth time… I don't believe you."

"Whatever" I reply, rolling my eyes.

"Valeria, don't whatever me."

"Then stop all the nonsense with Ferran! He is just a friend!"

"A friend doesn't do what he did when you were pushed!"

"Not this again…"

"Actually, when it is your best friend's girlfriend then one rolling down the stairs…" David murmurs.

"What?" everyone on the table says, turning to look at him.

"Val isn't dating Ferran. She is dating his best friend" he says.

"Does he also play for Barça? Who is he?" my uncle asks me.

"He doesn't, he is just a normal guy. He met Ferran through a mutual friend, and I met Ferran through him. Through my boyfriend, I mean" I explain.

"Then you aren't a wag?" one of my cousins asks.

"I am not, no. Sorry to disappoint."

"You aren't the cool cousin anymore, Val" David laughs.

"Yeah" I chuckle.

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"After that, everyone went back to having dinner as if nothing had happened and they didn't ask about my boyfriend again, but my mum and I didn't share a word."

"She didn't believe you, did she?" Pedri asks.

"She knew I was hiding something. And that something walked through the door the day before Three Kings Day. David, Marina and I had come back home after going out for a walk, and then…"

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"Bloody hell!" Marina screams. "Why is there a shirtless Pedri standing in the middle of the living room?"

"First of all, language. And second, that's what I would like to know… Valeria" my mum says, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Me? Why me?"

"It arrived for you. That, and a box with more stuff with that photo on it. What is all this?"

"That's a really good question… And why did you open a package with my name on it?"

"That isn't important right now."

"Yes, it is, mum! That was private!"

"Why did Ferran send you things with a shirtless boy on them as your Christmas present?" she asks.

"Ferran?" 

"Yes. Him and some other boys, there was a note."

"Oh my God, mum! You read that too? What is wrong with you?"

"I am your mother, Valeria."

"And I'm not 12 anymore! You aren't allowed to open my packages or the letters I receive!" 

"Lower down your voice, please…"

"No, I'm not lowering anything!" I yell.

"Woah, what is going on here?" my uncle says, walking into the room. "And why do you have a shirtless Pedri here? Is that your Christmas present, Marina?" he laughs.

"It actually is Val's" she replies, her eyes fixed on the floor.

"What? Why would someone send that to Val?"

"That's what I would like to know too" my mum says.

"It's just a joke between friends, ok?"

"And one of those friends is Ferran."

"Yes, mum. Glad to know you finally understood it" I say.

"Yeah, I don't see your boyfriend sending you a life size version of his naked best frie… Oh my God, Val" my uncle gasps. "Pedri!"

"Yes, that's really him, no Photoshop."

"No, no, no, no. Pedri is best friends with Ferran. And he's sent you this because… because…"

"Because what?" my mum asks.

"Because Pedri is Val's boyfriend, isn't he?"

"Shit" Marina whispers.

"Fuck" David says under his breath. 

"That's crazy" I laugh. 

"Valeria, are you dating a child?"

"He isn't a child, mum."

"Isn't he the boy Marina likes?"

"He is."

"Then he is a child."

"He isn't, mum! He is in his twenties!"

"Early twenties" she corrects me.

"Fine, yes."

"Val, you are dating a child!" 

"He isn't a child! Stop saying that!"

"But he is a child next to you! How could you do that, Valeria? Are you that desperate for attention? Is this your way of dealing with Marc moving on with his life? Are you going through one of those crises people have at a certain age?"

"What?" I laugh.

"Valeria, there are so many men out there that aren't a decade younger than you… And men who aren't football players either. They all cheat on their partners."

"You didn't seem so against the idea when you thought I was dating Ferran."

"That's different."

"Why? He is just a couple of years older than Pedri, you know?"

"That's enough."

"Enough for what?"

"To not look like a cougar, Valeria!"

"There it is, she said it" I laugh.

"This isn't funny."

"I know, mum. I know."

"Valeria, where are you going?" she says as I walk away.

"To my room!"

"Dating a teenager is turning you into one?" she laughs.

"Yes, looks like it!" I yell back.

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"Yikes…" Pedri says.

"Yeah" I sigh. "I didn't leave my room for the rest of the day, and the next morning I packed everything and left."

"Me included" he chuckles.

"That was Marina and David."

"But if we are meeting with your mum… Have you talked?"

"That also was Marina and David. My uncle too. All of them convinced her to at least get to know you."

"Oh, I see… Do you think it will work?"

"Knowing my mother it won't, no. But after everything they did to help, we can't say no."

"I mean, so far I've been able to charm all the women in your family that I've met. I can do it again" Pedri smiles.

"Charming Marina was too easy, she's a teenager."

"And what about you, uh?" he says, raising an eyebrow. "Are you a teenager too?"

"Around you I am, yes. Haven't you heard me giggle and seen me blush like a schoolgirl?"

"I have. And I love when I manage to do it" he says, putting a lock of hair behind my ear and caressing my cheek. "It'll be ok, Val. You'll see. She just needs time, it isn't something easy."

"Your mum took it better."

"She did, but she also knew beforehand that I was dating someone, I had told her things about you. Your mum suddenly found out that her only daughter was dating someone younger than her and who happens to be a football star."

"That also applies to Ferran and she was ok with it. Well, maybe the star part not so much…"

"So mean, Val" Pedri laughs.

"It doesn't apply to you either."

"Val…" he says, rolling his eyes.

"Yet."

"That's not true, but whatever. Your mum will come around. It may take her some time because stubbornness runs in the family, but if you fell madly in love with me, so we'll she."

"There is no need to go that far. Liking you is enough."

"Ok" he laughs. 

"And I'm not madly in love with you."

"You are such a bad liar, Val…" he says, leaning forward.

"I'm not lying."

"You are."

"I'm not."

"Liar" Pedri whispers, moving even closer.

"I'm not. Because madly isn't enough to express how much I love you."

"Aww, Val. Did the new year make you cheesy?"

"Maybe" I shrug. "Now, are you going to kiss me or not? You haven't done it since last year."

"I am, Val. I am" he laughs before his lips finally meet mine. 

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"Ready?"

"Ready" Pedri says, taking a deep breath.

"Mum, we are here!" I say after opening the door and walking into my old house.

"You are late."

"Yeah, I know. There was a car accident and they had us waiting for a while. And hello, by the way."

"Hi" she says.

"So… Umm… Mum, this is Pedri. Pedri, this is my mum."

"Hello, ma'am" he smiles, offering her his hand.

"Hi" she repeats, not moving a muscle.

"What are you making for lunch?" I ask, trying to break the awkward silence.

"Paella."

"Oh, your favourite" Pedri says.

"Do you like it?" 

"I do, ma'am."

"Please stop calling me ma'am, I'm not that old."

"I'm sorry, Mrs…"

"Miss, I'm not married. Didn't Valeria tell you about it?" 

"Yes, she did, I'm sorry. I am a bit nervous" he chuckles.

"First time meeting your girlfriend's mother?"

"First time, yes."

"I see… Is she also your first girlfriend? I mean, she has to. You haven't had time to have any serious relationship, you are just a kid."

"Mum!" 

"Am I lying?" my mother says.

"It's ok, Val" Pedri smiles. "She is my first serious girlfriend, yes."

"How serious?"

"I love her. I truly do. She isn't like any other girl I've met before."

"Of course she isn't" my mother laughs. "She is a woman, all the other girls you've met were just that, girls."

"Mum!"

"She isn't lying, Val. Again" Pedri chuckles.

"And when you say you love her… what do you mean?"

"I… I don't understand" he says with a confused look.

"Do you love her the same way you loved that girl you spent a whole weekend with in a hotel room?"

"Oh my God, mum!"

"Valeria, let him talk. How do you love her, Pedro?"

"It's Pedri" I say.

"Pedri sounds stupid and childish. And you say he isn't a kid, don't you?"

"I…"

"Then Pedro it is. So, how do you love my daughter?" my mother asks him.

"I love her like I've never loved anyone before. And I know what you are going to say, that I'm too young and I haven't had time to experience what real love feels like, that how could I know. But when you meet the person you want to spend the rest of your life with, your other half… Those things don't matter. You just know. And that's Val to me."

"Then do you see yourself getting married and having children?"

"If that's what she wants" he shrugs.

"What she wants? What about what you want? Don't you have anything to say about it?"

"I just want her to be happy" he says.

"Well, if you want to have children you better start taking it seriously, she's getting old."

"Mum!" I say once again.

"That's how biology works, Val. Anyway, I'm gonna go check on our food. Do you want something to drink while you wait?"

"I could do with a beer" I sigh.

"Pedro?"

"Just water, thank you" he smiles.

"Water, of course. What else would a kid drink, uh?" she says as she walks away, not allowing me to be outraged by one of her comments for the millionth time in the past five minutes.

"I'm so sorry about all that…"

"It's ok, Val" Pedri smiles. "It's been fun to see from where you've got that savage side of yours."

"What?"

"Calling me a kid? Saying that Pedri sounds stupid? You've done that too, you take after your mother."

"I guess I do, yes" I sigh again. "But I'm not that mean."

"You are worse" he smiles. "And I love it. I love you."

"Ehem" my mother says when he is about to kiss me. "Your beer and your water."

"Thank you, mum."

"Thank you" Pedri says, giving her his best smile and making me blush. Her reaction? None. Completely impassible.

"So, why don't I show you around, uh?" I offer.

"It is a small flat, there isn't much to see. I'm sure the living room in his house is just as big as the whole place" my mother snorts.

"Come, let me show you some old photos I have in my room" I say, taking his hand and walking away. "There is one of David as a kid that he hates and that you must see."

"Oh, yes, from when you were kids. You weren't born yet, were you, Pedro?" 

"Mum!"

"I'm not lying, am I, Pedro?"

"I…" he mumbles. 

"Mum, stop it."

"Stop what?" 

"Insulting him!"

"I'm not doing such thing, Valeria" she shrugs.

"You… whatever. Why don't you go check the paella again? You know I don't like it if it is overcooked."

"Ok, fine. But I wasn't insulting you, was I, Pedro?"

"Mum!"

"I'm leaving, I'm leaving. No need to yell" she says before disappearing through the door.

"I hate her."

"Val, hey. Val" Pedri says, cupping my face while I try really hard not to cry. "It's ok. I'm ok."

"But I'm not!"

"I know, I know. But… It's just lunch, ok? We can do this."

"I can't."

"Yes, you can, Valeria. You can" he says, making me look him in the eyes.

"You've called me Valeria."

"Because I wanted you to know how serious I am. We can do this. You can do this."

"I can" I say, taking a deep breath.

"You can" he says, caressing my cheek.

"The food is almost… ready" my mother says, stopping us as our lips touched. Again. "I'm gonna set the table. Can you help me, Val? You'll check those photos later."

"Yes, of course."

"You can do this" Pedri whispers in my ear.

"I can do this" I say to myself.

[lokidoctorpugs-wenclair-brainrot]

Yoko: ya know it's pretty difficult to get out of bounds in this game

Wednesday:...what...

Yoko: oh ou-

Wednesday: no no no, yoko I know what out of bounds means my old friend group introduced me to games and their terms and your girlfriend, divina, got me back into them.

But what I have a problem with is you saying it's difficult to get out of bounds in mirrors edge Catalyst of all games it's simple really, I actually think it's so simple that it's not a case of Me being better then everyone, all though admittedly all the ways you can get out of bounds are a bit finicky and some require a lot of patience, that most people don't have I on the other hand do have said time and being a masochist probably helps

Yoko: oh! So what's one way to get out of bounds

Wednesday: So you head to the big tower that you leaped off to the side of one of the big white boxes there will be a support beam with a split down the middle there's a ledge that's hard to see with that you can use it to get on the road and wall climb to get to the top of the box after you go up get inside the guard Railing and you'll see something that's meant to be wall climbed on you will try and get on top of the white railing next to it, this may take a few tries but once you do you can jump and pull urself up to the next section after that the next step is way easier, there will be a black bar facing a wall you want to grap on to that and then jump to the black bar adjacent to that one, after that you can just pull urself up and jump to the platform were you will see the building wall and a white wall,

What you want to do is wall run then wall climb then press the button to jump and turn around to wall climb again then jump and turn around again and you should grab on but it doesn't always work once you get on top you want to start heading to the side you couldn't get to before here you have 2 options Im going to lead you through the easy one.

you will carefully get down and follow the narrow path until you see a casm it's super finicky and will take a few tries to land with out dying in this casm but it can be done once there go across but be careful the hit boxes are a bit wonky since your not supposed to be here after that you can jump and roll to a platform then you can go down said platform until you hit a death barrier. And that's it

Yoko:

Enid: we are playing games tonight willa

Wednesday: okay if you insist

Divina: I'm so glad I got you back into games

Lynda gleets: *knocking*

Enid: come in!

Lynda: hey I was told this is where My old friend group the "Crew of the unknown." Was meeting u- oh hi Willa

Enid: what!

Lynda: what do you mean by that

Enid: oh I just didn't realize you called her Willa that explains why she was so apprehensive about me calling her that.

Lynda: ...oh... Well I guess we can all wait till the others get here

*sits kinda close but kinda far away from Wednesday all at the same time*

(Yoko and Enid through text)

Yoko: so like we can agree that Lynda and Wednesday are exes who still haven't gotten over everything right?

Enid: 100% but I swear if Lynda lays a hand on Wednesday im gonna lose it she already seems more uncomfortable than I have ever seen her in my life, and I live for this girl

Enid: WITH YOKO WITH!!!

Yoko: and it seems the battle for Wednesday heart is between you, Xavier, and Lynda

Although between you and me I don't think Xavier stands a chance the only signs Wednesday gave him are stop signs

Enid: first off I don't love her, we are just good friends

Yoko: Honey, Dear, Bestie, I'm sorry but Denial isn't just a river in Egypt.

[the-offside-rule]

Theo Pourchaire (ART GP) - Dancing Queen

Requested: yes

Prompt: Dancing Queen by Abba

Warnings: drunk???

Y/n found herself somewhere she didn't exactly expect herself to be on a Friday night, or any night. Sure, she planned it, but the idea of sneaking onto a yacht in the Monaco harbour to party was a plan nobody thought would have worked, but it was crazy enough for Y/n to at least try it. And so, she found herself knocking back shots surrounded by people she didn't know. She was asked over and over how she got in. She pretended she was friends with the owner and for some strange reason, they all believed her. Y/n decided, in her moment of drunk brilliance that she should go and dance.

"Qui es-tu ?" A voice asked her. She turned and saw a boy, around her age qith a glass in his hand looking at her very confused. "Well parlez vous you too." She replied, clinking glasses with him. "I don't speak French." She continued on. "Oh, right." The boy looked ever more confused now. "I just wanted to know if I know you?" He asked. "Well I don't think so." She said, pretty unphased. "Who brought you here?" He asked. "Well I was invited of course." He shook his head. "No you weren't."

"Yes I was! The person running the party asked me to come along. I'm just such good friends with-" she paused. "them." Nice save. "So you were invited by Theo Pourchaire?" He asked in disbelief. "Yes, I was invited by Theo." She grinned, thinking her lie worked. "That's simply not true." The boy replied. Y/n was offended. "As if you'd know." She muttered, sipping her drink again. "I do know. I know it for a fact." She nearly spat her drink out laughing. "And how exactly would you of all people know?" She set her glass to the side. "Because I'm Theo Pourchaire." Her face didn't change at all. She still remained cool and calm. "Well there's my best friend." His eyebrows knotted into confusion. "Don't you know? We're secretly best friends! It's so secret that even you don't know." Theo's serious expression softened into a much more light hearted one. "I suppose it was secretive. Now bestie-" He wrapped an arm around her shoulder and led her to the bar. "How about we fill up your drink?" Y/n smiled and nodded. "Sounds pretty good."

For the first time the whole evening, Y/n was seen with her 'best friend' and some even believed it, because it seemed as though they were inseperable. As they danced, on one particular occasion, Theo was pulled aside by one of his friends, so he excused himself and spoke to them for a bit. Y/n decided to go to the bar and treat herself to another drink. As she waited for her drink to be made, a stranger came up to him, smiling. "Hi." She said. Y/n smiled back. "Hi." She replied. "You must be Theo's best friend?" Y/n nodded. "I am, yes." She grinned once again at the misconception. "I don't know if you know but it's quite obvious to me and pretty much everyone else that there is something else going on with you two." Something else? Those words haunted her. "What do you mean?" She asked. "Come now, don't tell.me you don't see it?" Y/n simply shook her head no. "Well, it's very clear to me that one of you likes the other. The only thing stopping you is-" She paused trying to think. "I'm not quite sure. What is making you not want to date him?"

"I barely know him!" Y/n exclaimed, making the stranger laugh. "Oh please. Once the fans figure out he has a girl best friend." Y/n's eyebrows twisted into those of confusion. "The fans?" She asked. "His fans? He's driving in Formula 2! Món dieu and you call yourself his best friend." She chuckled. It had only hit her now what this all meant. She not only gate crashed a rich party, but a rich racing driver's party, one of which probably has a lot of fans. "Oh god." She muttered, taking a sip of her drink that had just been placed on front of her. "Well, I'll let you enjoy your evening." The stranger bids her farewells and dissolves into the crowd. Mortified, Y/n downs the last of her drink and runs frantically about, searching for a way off the boat. What on earth had she gotten herself into? If people on the boat who all knew Theo thought they were in love, imagine what others that didn't know him would think. Those being his fans. Of course they would assume things and to be quite frankly, she wasn't exactly the most angelic person.

"I need to introduce you to my best friend. This is-" As Theo turned, he had just realised there was nobody beside him. "Where is she?" He asked. "You mean the girl that was behind you like ten minutes ago? She left. To the bar I think." Theo began frantically looking around for his best friend but she was nowhere to be found. Like Cinderella after midnight, she disappeared and it didn't matter how hard he looked for the Dancing Queen, he couldn't find her. He ran to the side of the boat and looked again. He saw nothing, while our Dancing Queen stood hidden around a corner and watched him, before turning and fleeing the scene.

[daeyeol4you]

The Chay Rewatch Ep. 4

As part of my KP Rewatch, I’m going to be commenting on each episode and analyzing the different Chay scenes. He’s my favorite character, and I thought I’d put down my thoughts (as well as timestamps for his scenes) as a fun way to express that.

Ep 1 & 2, Ep 3

This one is gonna be two-parter because Tumblr has character limits, please look at the reblog for part 2

Episode 4 - The Chay Drought ends, KimChay begins

Gang we are finally back to seeing Chay outside of the previously on segment

Y’all when I tell you I was so excited for this episode

I’m so intrigued by what Porsche says in the sauna. Nampueng why the hell did you say that to baby Porsche? It does develop her character beyond the silent attic wife trapped by Korn though. Clearly, growing up as an adopted child in the mafia world hardened her enough that she felt okay saying this to a child.

Also her saying this about Chay is very telling. Porsche is the heir, the one trapped by parental expectations in a world he doesn’t like (like Kinn???). He has the responsibility to bear whatever he has to in order for Chay to be free. Chay was always meant to be outside of the mafia narrative and escape in a way Nampueng knew her first born never could. Or maybe she wanted to raise a fighter and a strategist, who knows.

Time: 26:00 – 31:19 – Return of the Best Boi

Our longest Chay scene yet, this scene is so long and I kept pausing it to write down every thought in my head.

Chay, I thought we’d never see you again

Sidenote, what’s the name of the friend Chay is with? I think the fandom named him Ohm? Because I’ve seen that name used in fanfics

 “We’ve got a kind graduate that will share his experience with us.” – I know this may be a translation thing, but isn’t Kim still a student at this university? We see him on campus later on in the series getting ragged on for not going to classes, so did the MC actually mean senior? Or maybe he graduated and then is doing his master’s at the same school?

Also, very glad we somewhat got an age on Kim since if he’s a graduate or a senior that puts him in the 21-24 age range, and since Chay is looking at schools to apply to, he’s probably 18/19 age range (yes I know Barcode was younger than that at the time of filming, but Jeff is definitely older than 21-24 so I’m not going to go by actor age). Not the worst age difference, but definitely one that exists.

Chay’s Outfit: Chay immediately stands out in the crowd with his baby blue school uniform and khaki pants. Almost every other student is wearing a very, very pale pink or blue shirt with dark shorts or skirts. The viewer is immediately capable of picking out Chay among the crowd and keeping an eye on him, a hard thing for costuming to achieve when the scene is meant to be a bunch of students all dressed nearly the same. Also, Chay’s school crest says BOC International and he doesn’t have his name sewn onto his shirt like the rest of the students (I’m assuming those are names, if I’m wrong please correct me)

“Who’s that?” “It’s Wik. How could you not know?” – Chay babes, please don’t attack your bestie like that.

Chay’s friend not knowing who Wik is when Chay literally has a whole obsessive fanboy thing going on, very interesting. I understand this is to tell the audience who Wik is, but it also says a lot about Chay’s relationship with his friends. Chay is really good at hiding things when he wants to, we see that throughout the series. The only person he doesn’t really hide anything from is Kim, and that’s honestly partially because Chay has the self-confidence of a god and Kim likes ferreting out secrets.

“I want to study here because of him.” – Oh Chay, you cute little delulu stalker. I know this gets ignored because there are so many other, bigger red flags in this story, but Chay deadass stalks Kim. And no joke, Kim falls for him because of it and later stalks him back. Soulmate behavior I guess. Chay’s red flag is a high school story red flag instead of a mafia storyline red flag so it gets buried. And Chay’s friend 100% sees that. Bro nods his head while internally going damn the delulu runs deep in this one.

Kim’s Wik Outfit: The brown leather jacket with the red lining and silver studs, the insane amount of silver jewelry, the white pants! This is such an outfit. The tendrils of hair artfully hanging in his face. Good shit. Did I stare at Jeff’s hands to see if he was wearing his family ring? Yes, and I won’t be taking questions about it.

“I’ve realized that you’re my good memory. The empty calendar is now full of your name.” “Your laughter that makes me feel like it’s Friday.” - Now I want to dissect this song because this song foreshadows the KimChay relationship so hard, and you don’t really pay much attention to it during your initial viewing because obviously the viewer first time round has no idea what kind of angst KimChay is headed for. Why Don’t You Stay gets all of the praise (obviously she’s the work horse of this drama) while this song gets crumbs. Kim singing this song in front of the person he’s going to fall in love with, who turns into the one good thing in his life, who’s ‘tutoring sessions’ (i.e. the two spy missions and medley of dates afterward) take over his calendar, and who’s laughter makes his heart warm (and 100% haunts him after he makes Chay cry)

I’m really interested in how big of a star Wik is. Chay’s friend doesn’t know him, but he’s obviously popular enough that his university (probably in exchange for some extra credit since Kim skips so much) has him as a headliner for their open house. He even draws a good-sized crowd who seem very knowledgeable about his work not just randoms who are touring the school like Chay’s friend.

I’m sorry bowl cut, drumstick boy has the best reactions throughout this scene. During Wik’s performance, dude is rocking out, and his exuberant thumbs up to what Wik says kills me. He may not be as wild as Chay, but bro is a big Wik fan so I support him. In comparison, Chay is very calm and quiet while watching his idol. He only shows his emotions when he can’t answer the questions and rants about Wik’s MVs.

Kim comes off so cold throughout this scene. The look on his face after he finishes his bit and the MC comes back on stage is dead inside. He is done. He does not want to be here. He wants to go write some songs and add pictures to his conspiracy board. I’m not saying that Kim dislikes performing and being Wik, no. I just think Kim likes the music more than he likes the performance. The public persona of Wik definitely helps him stay away from Korn’s machinations, but I think if Kim could have his music without the people aspect of being a musician he would in a heartbeat. But he puts up with it to stay away from his father.

Chay knowing all of the answers and correcting people. The looks he give the people who answer instead of him is as close to murderous as he gets in this series. If not for the laws of this land and the fact that Porsche doesn’t let him have a knife, he would have stabbed a bitch.

Anyways, there’s my obsessive fan boy! I am not joking when I say Kim fell for him because of his obsessive stalker tendencies. And his friend hyping him up, saying he’ll get the next question, and even trying to get the MC to pick Chay when literally less than an hour ago he had no idea who Wik was or the scale of Chay’s obsession. Need me a friend like that.

Speaking of, the absolute change in Kim’s expression when Chay goes on his little tangent. Bro deadass finally had some life in his eyes. He is shook and falling in love all at the same time. MC has to nudge Kim to get him out of his heart eyes moment.

I maintain that if Kim hadn’t gone all Kimlock Holmes about Porchay being Porsche’s brother he still would have obsessed over the cute boy who has the same obsessive red flag as him. KimChay are freaks who love a bit of stalking.

Bowl Cut’s “Even I didn’t know that. Who the hell are you?” – bro does Wik only have obsessive fans? Also yes, fear Chay’s power Bowl Cut Boy.

I am not gonna lie Barcode towering over people around him is so funny to me. He is baby, but that baby is six feet tall.

Chay is so happy when Kim offers to give him something else!!

[inposterumcumgaudio]

Oh, I forgot my favorite thing about Dr. Faraday! How foolish of me!

Dr. Faraday is the least ambiguous of a concept that I think permeates the entire game, but is not understood by people who think there are "rules of narrative fiction" that say you have to take everything at face value unless it's contradicted otherwise.

She is a contextual villain.

This is an idea that exists in lots of other media, but I saw it explained most memorably in one of Kieron Gillen's BTS essays for Phonogram: Singles Club. It's in the back of Laura's issue, right after you've watched the girl who you thought was Penny's mysterious and aloof ride-or-die bestie turn out to be her bitter, overshadowed plus-one.

In Arthur's act, Faraday is presented to you as a victim of her own utility to Wellington Wells, imprisoned in her own lab and conscripted to make security devices against her will. You are made to sympathize with her desire not to contribute any further to the subjugation of the populace and assist with her escape plan (although you are admittedly more motivated by the need for her to fix the Plassey Bridge for you). Her stated wishes are altruistic and ethical in this context.

In They Came From Below, however, she is the main antagonist and you find that her lack of emotional intelligence prevents her from seeing what Roger readily can: that the robots she's discovered are sentient and have feelings. Consequently, she's out here committing atrocities and shit. Not very sympathetic now! Although, to her thinking at the time, her motivations were still altruistic and ethical: the people of Wellington Wells had stopped farming so she meant to reprogram the robots to do it for them. If the robots had been exactly as they appeared, this would not have been a problem.

It is for this reason that in my story, her change of heart is actually not emotional, but logical. She's been convinced that the robots have their feelings, but she must reconcile that if forcing them to feel ways convenient for civic use was wrong, then it also wrong to do so to the people of Wellington Wells.

But consider that Roger, after all this, remains loyal to her. It's not just the job or the security she's provided either; after she's gone, he's reluctant to hand over his bee cannon to Ollie because "she made it for me". Roger's seen her at her worst and he's seen her at her best too. He's weighed all her actions together and made his decision about her.

It's rather special what They Came From Below does as well, in making her an antagonist. It poses a question: are you sure about your impression of this character? Do you have the full picture? In Arthur's and Sally's Acts, Faraday is witty and even a bit charming for someone so devoid of empathy.

Dr. Verloc is described the same way, you know.

But let us imagine they gave us a Verloc DLC. Do you think he'd be a villain in it? No, 'cause he'd be the protagonist. A Byng DLC? Same thing. You'd be forced to reconcile their world view with those you'd already been shown. Might they still wash out to be villains overall? Maybe. Probably, even.

The only reason why these guys are so thoroughly vilified is because we never get to see them on their own terms or from any perspective other than that of their enemies (particularly each other actually, which is pretty funny!) But they are surely as dimensional as anyone else in this world.

And this goes the other way too. You play as Arthur and immediately you meet a character who knows him: Danny Defoe. And Danny does not like him! Now granted, this is because when they worked at the O' Courant together, he copied one of Arthur's articles word for word and submitted it as his own, Arthur told on him, and he got fired. Which reflects poorly on Danny, but we also know by this point that Clive Birtwhistle isn't exactly Arthur's biggest fan either. And maybe Clive's not as diligent a worker as Arthur, but he also thinks Arthur's a kiss-ass and we learn from the Ploughboys later that this may not be an unsubstantiated opinion. 0-2 for coworker relations. When you find Prudence's diary in the Maidenholm hatch, we learn she didn't like him much either. Paints a picture. I mean, Arthur's the only constant in this equation.

And Sally. Lordy, for someone so popular and friendly, she sure does have a lot of people not particularly pleased with her.

Ollie at least understands he's a miserable prick and how that informs his relationships with everyone else. But Arthur, Sally, and even Victoria speak of him fondly so we know he's actually being more critical of himself than they are (without yet knowing he has his buried reasons to see himself that way).

We were given all this, and yet a lot of people were still asking why Arthur and Sally's versions of events are so different and who was "right".

In being so obviously and unambiguously shown in a controverting light from her established impression, Dr. Faraday is the game's invitation to question your perception of every character.

RSVP.