#u are sadly mistaken

[coldasyou]

I feel like Taylor is about as “money hungry” as every other major pop star is but I find people who think she is like somehow more greedy than any other musician of her status a bit silly goofy if only because she could have started charging for meet and greets back in like 2008 if that was the case

[talaok]

Could you write about Pedro x Reader's first kiss? She's also an actress, and they became great friends while filming a movie together. Eventually, they fall in love... and, well, their first kiss happens. Just something really fluffy and romantic :) love u

Pairing: Pedro pascal x gn!reader

a/n: love you more <3 babe, also for some reason I wrote the beginning of this like it's the monologue at the start of a rom-com so don't mind that, i haven't written in a while, i need to get back into it

You weren't looking for love.

You weren't looking for anything really, just a new job, a new role, a reason to get away from the city for a while, and then... and then as always life got in the way.

They say love comes when you're least expecting it, and I guess they were right, because if there was one thing you weren't expecting, was to fall in love with the guy you spilled coffee on your first day on set.

But then again, already then you knew something was different, as he laughed while you stood there mortified, as picked up the cup for you, as he smiled like you'd just done him a favor, as he said "y/n, right? I already like you", already then, you had known something was different.

Pedro became your lifeline, he was the person who made you get through every day, he was the one who made you smile, laugh and even giggle like a teenager at the most inappropriate times, he was the one you'd go to after every rough day, and he was the one you'd rant to whenever you needed, and for him... for him you became exactly the same.

You were inseparable, on and off set, you were always together, but always just as friends. Perhaps you were scared of that deep, guttural feeling that was starting to settle in your chest, and perhaps he was terrified of the idea of making the first move, of confessing that you were an everlasting thought in his mind, that his heart skipped a beat at your every smile, he was petrified at the idea you could reject him, and nothing would ever be the same, but as it turns out, all you needed were a few drinks and a wrap-up party for your movie.

You had sneaked out into a quieter room because you didn't like parties all that much, and there was no chance in hell he was leaving you alone.

You were sitting on a sofa, resting for a moment, when you said: "so I guess this is the last time we'll see each other for a while"

And he'd frowned, turning to you

"What are you talking about?"

"well we won't see each other every day now that the movie's done, that's all" you shrugged, biting your lip,

And for some reason, that made him laugh

"sweetheart if you think you're getting rid of me this easily, you're sadly mistaken"

"oh-wh-" you smiled "I don't wanna get rid of you!"

"I sure hope so" he tilted his head, grinning 

"of course not" you shook your head, fixing the collar of his shirt "You..." you trailed off, freezing as your eyes met his, and you realized how close you really were.

"I what?" he asked, the smile on his face decreasing as he too, started sensing the tension building in the room.

"You know, asshole" you murmured

"No I don't" he argued, his hand on your waist "What were you about to say?"

You tried taking a deep breath, but your lungs weren't really cooperating, and his hand felt very pleasant on your body.

"You... you're important to me Pedro" you confessed, your voice faint, honest.

And right then, right then he knew that this was the turning point, the moment he was gonna have to risk it all, or regret it for the rest of his life.

"you're important to me too y/n" he whispered, gently leaning closer, until his mouth was ghosting yours "Very important," he said, before inevitably, his lips met with yours and you both let go, let go of your fears, and opened up to each other, to love, to everything that could, and will now be.

[xxchumanixx]

Hii, I have a request Tim Bradford X Grey!reader, I really liked the other one where she is Sergeant Grey’s adoptive daughter.

So basically she is a detective in another station, because you know, conflict of interests since she is his daughter.

she is younger than Tim, so age gap, 25 or so. She is a complete badass fr

and she goes to an undercover mission, a fancy party or something like that, alone. and things kinda get complicated, so the sergeant of the station where she works calls for backup, her father, because they are closer to where she is and also because he thought Wade would want to know his daughter is in danger.

so they get the call, and go to the place, and at first they don’t know she is grey’s daughter. They didn't know he had another daughter and that she was a detective, just because doing this dangerous job he was trying to protect her.

but she was handling things beautifully💅🏻💅🏻, and once they got there she had the suspects under control and was just slightly injured (like her arm idk). And she did it in a dress and in high heels 💅🏻💅🏻. I imagine she would be very sassy like Grey, also kind brag about what she just did. and then she starts flirting with Tim, HARD, in front of everyone and he starts blushing, absolutely melting because of her duh. everyone thought that was it, but no, she then transfers to her father station and from there her and Tim start dating, even if they shouldn’t, so once a few months has passed (and EVERYBODY knew but her father 💀💀, Angela and Nyla were for sure teasing them about it) he goes to Wade and gives up his position (Metro Tim has me in a chokehold 🥵🥵, y/n’s will agree with me for sure, with that cargo pants damn)

and that’s it, sorry it’s pretty long and there are for sure some mistakes, I’m not a native speaker 🥺🥺. Thank u if you will do it ❤️❤️❤️

Give it all

Tim Bradford x Grey!reader

Warnings/Tags: fluff, reader is Grey's daughter, swearing if you squint, canon typical violence

Word count: 3.386

Authors note: Hello love, thanks for the request! I know it's a hell of a lot late, but I didn't get to write it, because you sadly spoilerd me (I was mid season 2 when you sent your request I think) and I didn't even know what you meant with the cargo pants at first😂 But now that I've watched til the end of season 5 (still waiting with bated breath for season 6 to air in Germany with German sync) I can finally write it.

And I know about those cargo pants now and I have to agree with you. Metro Tim is🔥!

Also, I made the reader a little older, just to stay in the possibilities of becoming a detective at a young age (don't know if it's really possible to become one at 25, so she's 27).

Still hope you'll like it, though!

I suck at titles I'm sorry.

Enjoy!

God damn it.

Why did everything you so neatly planned with your team have to go bust?

It was supposed to be an easy mission - get in, get the intel, get out.

Simple as that.

But nothing ever really goes to plan, does it?

Not to mention the dress you were wearing, intoxicating yet so unpractical. Or the heels at your feet, making it all the more harder to fight.

You were worried about the seam of the dress ripping, as you kicked the guard in front of you down to the ground, sending him asleep with a blow to his face.

It was pretty, but so hard to move in.

"Grey, get your ass out of there and wait for backup!" your commander yelled into the small earpiece you were wearing, making you flinch at his high pitched voice.

If you hadn't known his face, you'd mistaken him for a woman.

Swinging at the man in front of you, you hit his jaw, your fist stinging at the harsh contact. The man reeled back, releasing an angry yell, as he made a run for you.

God damn it.

Ducking away from him you kicked at his legs, using the momentum to disbalance him. He stumbled, but managed to catch himself rather quickly, before he pulled a knife out of his boot.

Really?

Groaning inwardly, you tried to avoid the shiny blade, dodging the blow with a jump to the side. It grazed your skin though, a line of blood soon trickling down your left arm.

So much for the dress now being ruined.

The man ran after you, but you pushed a cart into his way. He fell down on it, his weight being his disadvantage, the knife clattering to the ground.

You pinned him down from behind, cuffing him with the binders you'd found earlier. He tried to push you backwards, but you kneed his groin hard, causing him to cry out in agony, as he stopped struggling.

Pushing him to the ground where the other man was lying, you did the same to the unconscious one, tying his wrists together.

"Backup is there!" Granville gave through the earpiece, your eyes rolling at the information.

A bit late, weren't they?

Huffing, you left the men behind, returning to the grand hall where the gala was being held.

Your dress was ruined, stained with the blood that continued to trickle down your arm, dropping to the floor, and your feet hurt.

The room was earily silent, no music or chattering people. Police crowded the room, guns drawn.

You groaned, when you spotted your father amongst them, rolling your eyes for the millionth time this evening.

They watched you, as you walked towards them, your father's eyes widening at the blood. "You're late." you announced loudly, stopping right in front of the aligned officers. "They're in the office back there."

Wade rolled his eyes, motioning for some of the officers to gather the attackers, and for the rest to back down.

God only knew where your constant eye rolling came from.

"Get an ambulance!" he shouted, as the crowd started to disperse, before he walked over to you. Your eyes swiped over the officers, stopping at a particular handsome face.

He was tall, walking towards you and your father, with a female officer on his tail. "Sarge, what about Torres?" he wanted to know, eyes darting to you in curiosity for a brief moment.

Tilting your head, you gave him a once-over. "Didn't know mid Wilshire had such handsome officers." you pointed out, causing his gaze to snap back to yours.

Your father inhaled sharply, not saying anything though. They didn't know you were his daughter, him trying to shield you from threats.

Bradford, as his name tag read, grew a bit red in the face. Clearing his throat, he returned the gesture of giving you a once-over.

"Oh, upstairs are three more guards." you told your father, crossing your arms over your chest. "They should be still asleep, like the ones in the office."

One of his fingers tapped on his waistband, as he tried to calm himself. You were an adult, a detective working at a station farther down the city. You knew what you were doing.

He was still worried as hell, though.

"Good work." he muttered, avoiding to look at you. He couldn't deny that he preferred you to have a normal job, not risking your life when going undercover like this.

Your gaze went back to Sargeant Bradford, the stripes on his sleeves matching your father's. "I'm detective Y/N Grey." you introduced yourself, holding out your non bloody hand for him to shake.

His breath hitched in his throat at the name, still shaking your hand as he introduced himself as well. "Sargeant Tim Bradford."

"I thought we'd talked about this!" your father interrupted you with a hiss, just as your eyes were about to roam the broad figure of Tim Bradford once more.

Rolling your eyes yet again, you smirked at Tim, ignoring the fuming form of your father right beside you. "Nice to meet you."

Some of the other officers where already looking at you, watching the commotion. The woman that had followed Tim - officer Chen - bit her lip to stop from laughing.

Tim's face grew a deeper red in the meantime.

"Are you in a relationship?" you wanted to know, his eyes widening, as your father grabbed your non injured arm, deciding he had enough.

"Look, the ambulance is there." He tried to be calm, his grip harsh though, as he left you no choice but to follow him.

Sending Tim a wink, you smiled. "Hope we'll meet again, sargeant Bradford."

He didn't answer, only watching your retreating figure with deep interest.

_____

After a rather tiresome talk with your father, resulting in both of you shouting at each other, your captain decided to transfer you - to mid Wilshire.

Your father wasn't happy, knowing he'd now have to watch his own daughter getting in harms way.

Things with Tim were getting interesting, after a few weeks had passed.

You'd kept flirting with him, even though he was a bit hesitant at first. Now that you had transferred, everyone knew who's daughter you were.

He didn't want to end on your father's bad side, though still giving into your flirts after a while. Somewhere along the way he'd asked you out on a date.

It resulted in marvelous sex and more dates. It had clicked instantly, things going beautifully between you.

Feelings sparked, soon resulting in a confession.

You'd been walking through the park in the evening, watching the water from a bridge you were standing on.

His arm was around your waist, his warmth engulfing you. You'd been going on dates for two months now, just having left the restaurant. He'd planned to do it in a more romantic way, telling you how he felt.

As the water rippled beneath you, the moon and the lanterns shining down on it, he turned you towards him, your gaze finding his.

"I'm glad you transferred here." he began, taking your hands in his, entwining your fingers. You leaned more into him, heart beating faster in your chest.

"I'm glad we met and I'm glad you still kept flirting with me, even when I was hesitant about it at first." he continued, thumb brushing over your knuckles. "And I'm glad you accepted to go out on a date with me. I really like you, Y/N... I want you to know, that I've grown feelings for you."

He held his breath, waiting for you to respond.

Your lips split in a broad smile, leaning even closer. "Well, I'm glad that you feel this way." you replied, face inching closer. "Because I've grown feelings for you too, Tim."

He sighed in relief, tugging you closer to cover your lips with his. You returned the kiss, his hands on your waist, as yours brushed through his hair, locking behind his neck.

He was like a drug for you.

He'd swept you off his feet when you first saw him, catching your gaze in an instant. For him it was the same, even with the blood that trickled down your arm, the light scar a reminder of the night you met.

_____

"So, when do we get an invitation for a double date?" Angela quipped, stirring her coffee, as she sat down opposite you. Cocking a brow you looked up from your phone, that goofy smile still glued to your face without you noticing.

You'd been texting with Tim, his own shift a later one that had yet to start.

Angela's smile grew warmer, her head tilting. Your brows furrowed at her, confused about the way she was smiling at you.

"Don't act like you don't know what I mean." she told you, eyes narrowing the slightest bit. "It's obvious that you and Tim are dating."

Your cheeks grew warmer, eyes looking down on the table. "Please don't tell my father about it." you asked of her, knowing that denying the obvious wouldn't get you very far.

She huffed in amusement, shaking her head. "Don't worry, I won't tell him."

"Tell whom what?" someone spoke up behind you - Nyla. She poured herself a cup of coffee as well, joining you at the table. "Tell her father that her and Bradford are dating."

Nyla made a dismissive gesture, shaking her head. "Don't worry, it's so obvious, we wouldn't even have to tell him. He'll find out on his own."

Eyes widening, you sat up straighter.

Where you really this obvious?

They must have read your thoughts, snickering into their cups. "It's cute." Angela pointed out, sending you a wink. "But yes, it really is this obvious."

_____

"We can't go on like this." you told Tim the same evening after your talk with Angela and Nyla, forking at the food on your plate.

Tim cocked a brow, wondering what you were talking about. Looking up from your plate, you placed the fork down. "I mean us."

He froze, the pasta falling from his own fork back on the plate, before he placed it down as well. "What do you mean?"

He couldn't shake the fear that suddenly gripped him, eminent in his voice. He'd thought you'd love him?

"We can't keep this a secret anymore." you explained, leaning on your elbows. "Angela and Nyla are constantly teasing me about it. It's obvious, everyone knows except for my father - he would have decapitated me already if he'd know."

His heart stumbled, though relief filled him at your words.

You weren't breaking up with him.

"Then we'll make it official." he proposed, leaning forward as well. You bit your lip, contemplating it. Someday they would find out anyway.

You nodded, sending him a smile. "Let's make it official."

_____

You should have known it would be a bad idea.

You had a deja vu at the way your father was yelling at you, whilst your mother was shaking her head constantly at him.

She knew better than to interrupted him.

It felt like the time you'd set the bathroom on fire, trying to alter a dress of yours when you were young.

Your father had his very own opinion about you trying to be a fashion designer.

You were waiting for him to finish his speech, knee bouncing as you stared at the wall behind him.

He inhaled deeply and you used the opportunity to interrupt him.

"I love him." you told him firmly, standing up from the chair.

Wait, what?

You loved him?

Well, yes, you did.

"I love him and I won't leave him just because you tell me to. You don't like it? Well, you don't have to. I'm an adult, I'm 27 and I can decide on my own. I can choose who I love and who I date, I don't have to ask for your permission."

He was stunned, noticing once more that you were in fact, an adult. You're mother was smiling to herself, never having had any problems with you dating Tim, even if he was a few years older than you.

Wade grumbled something to himself, wondering when you'd grown so much. To him you were still his little girl, he had to protect you.

"I'm okay with leaving mid Wilshire, if I have to. But I won't be leaving Tim." you clarified, crossing your arms over your chest.

He shook his head, wiping over his face with his hand in a tired manner. "Since when are you this grown?" he wanted to know, voice defeated. "You're my little girl, I have to protect you!"

You couldn't help the smile that fought its way onto your lips. "Dad, you don't have to protect me - protect Dom, not me. She's still so young. I'm a grown-up, I can look after myself."

Luna chuckled, agreeing with a tilt of her head. "Our daughter should be free to decide what she wants." she spoke, putting a hand on your father's arm. "Let her date him, don't ruin this for her."

He sighed heavily, head hanging low. Nodding, he looked at his wife, before he looked at you.

"But you're not leaving mid Wilshire."

_____

"I have to." Tim pressured, pecking your lips. "And I want to. Metro is great, it's an opportunity I want to take."

He had proposed to transfer to the metro, after a position had been cleared, giving him a chance he wanted to take. He secretly hoped he'd get the job - it would make things a lot easier and he had thought about it even before you two met.

He'd be going to your father today, giving up his position if the metro was willing to take him in. He'd already talked to their chief, meeting her in a few minutes to discuss things.

You were nervous about it.

Sure, you knew he wanted to go to the metro, but you were worried he'd regret it. But you knew you had to let him do this.

They rest of the day went on like chewing gum.

Whilst you were working on some cases, he talked to the metro. You bad trouble concentrating, Angela soon noticing.

"What's up with you?" she wanted to know, leaning on the small wall that divided your desk and the hallway. Looking up from the papers you'd read three times already, you pushed them aside.

"Tim's trying for a position at the Metro." you told her, leaning your head on your hand. Her eyes widened, letting go of the air inside her lungs. "Wow."

You nodded, biting your lip. "Im happy if he gets the position, but I fear he's doing it because he feels pressured to do." you explained. "I don't want him to regret his decision."

Angela shook her head, adjusting her position. "He won't." she assured you. "Tim knows what he wants. Just as he knows that he wants you. He'd have done everything in his power to ensure that, believe me. If he tries for the position, than it's because he wants to."

You nodded, trying to belive her words.

You really hoped she was right.

_____

Tim wrought his hands nervously, trying to calm his racing heart, before he would face your father.

He had been a bit harsher on Tim since he knew you were dating, but he refused to let it bother him.

Entering the watch commander's office, he braced himself for the conversation ahead of him.

Wade looked up when he entered, putting his pen down and crossing his arms on the desk. "Bradford, what can I do for you?"

Tim closed the door, sitting down on the chair opposite Wade's. "I want to transfer to the Metro." he spoke, getting right to the topic.

Grey's eyes widened - even if he kept a closer eye on him due to the relationship with his daughter, he wasn't willing to give him up that easily.

"Are you sure?" he wanted to know, his eyes wandering to your desk for a brief moment. He couldn't really see you, but he knew you were there - and Angela was as well, still talking to you.

Tim nodded, licking his lip. "I've talked to their chief and their willing to take me in." he explained, swallowing. "I think it's better this way."

Wade rubbed his chin, humming to himself.

"Are you doing this, because you want to, or because you feel forced to?" he inquired, gaze fixed on his Sargeant.

Tim cleared his throat, never breaking eye contact. "Because I want to." he responded. "I was thinking about going to the metro for a while now, not just because of your daughter."

Wade nodded, contemplating.

"Do you love her?"

Tim was taken aback by the question, still nodding fervently. "I do. Why?"

Wade nodded too, looking down on his desk. "Do you plan to marry her?"

Tim choked on his saliva, growing red as he desperately tried to regain his breath. Wade cocked a brow at his flustered face, eyes wide as Tim stared at his watch commander.

"I think it's a bit early for that." Tim gave back, swallowing hard. Wade huffed, leaning back in his chair with crossed arms. "But when the time comes, I would want to."

Wade was pleased to hear that, the smallest smile gracing his lips.

"Well then, if you want to transfer to the metro, I'm sad to see you go but I won't stop you." he told him, sitting more straight again. "It was my honor to be your watch commander."

Tim looked up from his lap, where his eyes had landed moments before, disbelieve evident in his features. Grey sent him a smile, nodding slightly.

"It was my honor, too, Sarge."

_____

You didn't see Tim, before you went home that evening.

Did he get the position?

When he entered his house - you had a key, already having cooked - you couldn't help the impatience that overtook your senses.

"Did you get the position?" you wanted to know, greeting him in the hallway.

He cocked a brow at you, fighting a smirk. "Let me get home first." he chided, shaking his head as the smirk won.

Rolling your eyes, you walked back into the living room, waiting for him to join you at the dining table.

When he did, his hands found your hips, tugging you closer to kiss you. You returned it, sighing contently. He deepened the kiss, but you separated from him.

"Did you get it?"

He rolled his eyes at how impatient you were, but smiled down at you eventually. "I did." You smiled back, happy for him, as you kissed him again.

He smiled into the kiss, before he leaned back. "And I talked to your father."

Your smile fell, a sigh leaving your lips.

"He didn't want to let me go, but he eventually agreed."

Nodding, you bit your lip, the smile slowly returning. You knew that Tim was one of the best at mid Wilshire, and your father knew too.

"Let's eat, baby."

_____

"Damn, those cargo pants make me want to stay instead of going to work."

You bit your lip as you watched him dress, the pants definitely going to be a weak spot for you. He smirked, capturing your lips with his own. "We have to get ready, I don't want to be late on my first day."

The pants in combination with the boots made you go weak in the knees. It was tempting to just seduce him and stay, but you knew he was right.

It didn't mean you wouldn't seduce him later in the evening, though.

"It'll be hard to concentrate when I see you in these pants." you admitted, staring at them. He chuckled, redirecting your gaze with a finger under your chin. "We have to go." he reminded you, grinning.

He had trouble not giving into you and stay as well, so he tried to get you two on your way to work as fast as possible.

You let him walk in front of you, so you could stare at his ass, as he ushered you out of the house.

Damn, those pants would be the death of you.

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[unganseylike]

he did however tell me i need to start getting pap smears. super helpful👍

feeling like no doctors are taking me seriously so guess ill enter my white woman essential oil era

[weixuldo]

Pancakes and Pastries

Linecook/Roommate! Anakin x GN!Reader

a/n: this is based on this lovely asks from @ddejavvu (link here). Just a preface, I didn't assign a gender becasue I wasn't sure what the ask implied (if u want me to change it I gladly will :) anyways, other notes will be at the end to clear up more abt the story.

You’re a terrible cook and only sell the baked goods at a small cafe downtown. Thankfully, your roommate, Anakin is an experienced linecook and is ready to make anything for you. Too bad he's a natural flirt, otherwise you might just find yourself falling for him.

Warnings: gn!reader, cursing, banter, no use of y/n

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6:30 a.m 

The tiny brass bell above the cafe door dinged continuously as the working crowd came to grab a small bite before heading off to work. 

The cafe was filled with the warm aroma of coffee beans and fresh pastries. The display windows held rows of all types of treats; macrons, muffins, strudels, bagels, cookies, toast, and many more. A plethora of coffee makers and different flavorings to cater to each customer’s specific desires, lined the back counter.

Mornings were always pretty busy, you were in the heart of the city after all.

You had gotten up ungodly early to prepare for the day, so once you got everything ready and opened the shop you were pretty tired. But regardless of the exhaustion creeping in, you still had a full shift ahead of you so you needed to put on your best customer service face and seize the day. 

Latte, snickerdoodle cookie, iced chai tea with two pumps of vanilla, farmhouse roast with cold foam, 5 assorted macaroons, a slice of key lime pie, a frosted eclair, strawberry crepes. The orders came in waves and you prepared them all. 

You weren’t even scheduled today, but your boss called you at the last minute because the new guy got fired for stealing inventory (really what was he stealing? There was nothing but ingredients in the back), so you hauled ass down here.

Sadly today the staff joining you today were rookies, so you had to take orders and keep an eye on them too. 

It was bad enough that the bakers in the back were being lazy today, but to deal with new workers who didn’t know the system was even more frustrating. 

It was going to be a a long day.

3:50 p.m.

The cafe closed early on Sundays, so you flipped the “we’re open” sign over and got ready to close everything down when you heard a knock on the door.

Whoever that was would just have to stay disappointed because you were too tired to deal with another needy customer right now.

They knocked again and you had to collect a calming breath to make sure you wouldn’t go off on them when you turned around. Much to your surprise behind the glass door was your roommate….your handsome roommate.

Anakin Skywalker was an interesting guy. Deviously handsome looks, insane confidence, witty humor, and radiating charisma.

A few months ago you were apartment hunting but the rates in the city were way too high for you to pay alone, so you put out an ad for a roommate. A lot of the requests you got were from older people and you didn’t exactly feel the most comfortable as a young adult, just starting out, living with someone two or even three times your age. 

After a few days you stumbled upon Anakin’s application. Maybe his picture captured your attention… maybe you stalked his instagram to see if he was a serial killer (and to look at more of his pics).... Either way, the two of you obviously ended up living together. 

When he first moved in you were worried he would be bringing chicks back every night based on his stunning looks and flirtatious personality, but thankfully you were mistaken.

He was just a normal guy; go to work, come home, shower, eat, sleep, repeat. You didn’t mind that at all, because your routine was basically identical. 

A small blush rose to your cheeks as you headed for the door. His hair was held back by a folded black bandana and he had his own apron in hand. 

“The door was open, ya know” you said, motioning him into the establishment. 

“Oh, the sign was flipped, so I assumed…” he said, motioning to the door. 

“Mhmm”

“We are almost closed, but i’ll allow you one purchase, just cause i'm so nice” you teased. 

He walked up to the counter and surveyed the sweets, “oh, are you now? If you’re such a kind person, how about giving me a coffee cake on the house, sweetheart?”.

“Woah, woah, woah… you’re asking a bit too much there pretty boy” 

He leaned over the counter slightly with a smirk, “aww, you think i’m pretty”.

In response you playfully rolled your eyes, “yuck! It’s just an expression, Skywalker, don’t get an ego about it” .

He grabbed her beaten up wallet out of his back pocket and laughed, “You already know i’ve got an ego”. 

“That I do” you quipped back as you grabbed a coffee cake slice

“You love it though” he smiled as he handed you a ten.

Your eyes lingered on his forearm as he offered you the cash, he was a fit guy and the veins on his arms bulged just right; plus he was a line cook, so you knew that he had good dexterity in those pretty fingers too. 

“Whatever you say” 

You weren’t going to tell him, but you added your 50% off employee discount (since you were on the clock) just ‘cause. 

The cash drawer popped open with a ding and you went to hand him back his change.

“You heading back to the apartment?” he asked as he gathered his cake. 

“Yea, I’m gonna take a nap, I’m tired as shit. I’m guessing you’re about to go into work?” 

He drew his lips into a thin line, “yep, I’m livin’ the dream. Are you gonna get lunch?”

“Probably” 

“You should, food is important…Have a good afternoon though”. 

You returned the gesture and went back to wiping down the coffee bar when you heard a few clinks and the door closed shortly after.

Your brows furrowed at the speed at which he left, but to be fair his shift was literally starting in two minutes. You walked up to the register to lock it when you saw he had tossed the rest of his ten in the tip jar; a small smile spread across your tired face.

11:02 p.m.

Your sleep schedule was so fucked up from all of these awkward shifts so you were just waking up from your nap (if you can even call it that).

Before you could register what to do next, your stomach let out a hungry growl and you groaned. You forgot to eat lunch and missed dinner so you were starving; sadly, it was grocery shopping weekend for you and you were out of instant meals.

A sandwich then. 

You put on a small tank top and some gray shorts and headed to the kitchen. You hated cooking and you weren’t good at it either, so usually you had a salad kit, turkey dinner meal, or a premade acai bowl in the fridge. But since you were out of your usual options, you had to stick with a good ol’ PB&J.

You heard the click of keys in the door and you knew Anakin was back from his shift. Some of you wanted to dash back to your room and just wait until he went to shower to make it; you were lowkey intimidated by him. Before you could leave he noticed you and greeted you. 

“Oh, Hey Anakin, how was work?”

“It was fine, the Sunday night rush is insane though, I’m so glad I go in later tomorrow” he groaned, sitting down at one of the barstools in front of the counter. 

“You makin’ a little snack?” he asked, leaning over to see the ingredients in front of you. 

“It’s more like dinner and lunch-”

His eyes widened, “lunch?! I thought you were getting something on the way back?”. 

You shrugged, “I guess I forgot”.

“So you’re going to use a PB&J to supplement two missed meals?” he asked, bewildered. 

“Uh huh” you nodded. 

“No, no, no…” he muttered as he hopped off the stool and came around the counter beside you. 

He took the knife from your hand and began to put the spreads away. 

“Hey!” you exclaimed with a frown.

“Listen, If you’re going to break a two meal fast, I’ll be damned if I let you break it with a peanut butter and jelly sandwich” he huffed out a laugh. 

“Alright wise guy, what do you suggest instead? We both know I’m a horrible cook”.

He bent down and grabbed a pan from the cabinet and some ground beef.

“What are you doing?” you asked curiously. 

“I’m making you some food. Go ahead and sit down, I’ve got this” he said softly as he started up the stove.

“No, it’s really alright Anakin, you just got off of work. You really don’t have-”

“I want to,” he responded.

You stopped talking and took a seat as he maneuvered around the kitchen like he had been here his whole life. 

He chopped the beef and while it cooked he mixed spices to season the meat with. You watched him intensely; when he cooked his brows furrowed in concentration and the right one arched ever so slightly.

He lightly bit his bottom lip when he shook the pan to flip the tiny pieces of beef, and the tendons in his pretty hands flexed with every movement. 

You really shouldn't be thinking about your roommate this way, but sometimes it was almost impossible not to. Inside, you cursed yourself for even thinking you had a shot with him; he was just a generally flirty guy and acted the same way he did with you when you brought friends over (though he was honestly just being nice). Plus there was no way that you would be his first choice out of all of the people who wanted him. 

Anakin stood over the pan and shook out the seasoning he had just made to flavor the meat. Sure, he was tired from a seven hour shift, but this was for you; when it came to you, he would do almost anything. 

He wasn’t exactly sure when his little “crush” started, he just knew that it was definitely there. Maybe it was when he realized you worked in the cafe beside his restaurant, so he would pop in as often as he could to grab little sweets; ones he could easily make himself, but he chose to buy them just as an excuse to see you (much to the detriment of his wallet). 

Or maybe it was when he realized you discounted all of his purchases.

Or was it those late nights where the two of you would put on movies and share funny commentary whilst sharing a bowl of popcorn. 

Or was it simply because of the way you maneuvered through life? Your sunny disposition, wonderful personality, and genuine kindness… plus you were drop dead gorgeous.

Whatever it was, he was locked in… of course he still kinda flirted around, but he was a natural flirt. At this point he couldn’t imagine wanting someone as much as he wanted you, he was entrapped by the possibility of having you in the future. 

But of course, being the oblivious guy he is, he had no idea his feelings were reciprocated at all. So he chose not to act on his feelings out of fear of losing his spot in the apartment (if it went bad, you could kick him out and look for a different roommate to replace him). 

“It’s done,” he said, turning the oven off and putting the pan on a cool burner. 

“What is it?” you asked, walking around to his side. 

“It’s meat for a taco,” he said, grabbing some cheese, guac, and lettuce. 

“Oh, wow! That’s awesome, you made that so quick!” you exclaimed, looking at the pan. 

“Here, let me grab a spoon to get the meat out” he said passing behind you.

Your eyes widened when you felt his strong hands on your waist as he moved past; did you feel that right? Did his hand linger? And why were you feeling hot?

“Here” he handed you the spoon.

“Thanks Anakin, this is really sweet” you said, getting your taco ready. 

“No problem roomie” he said in a sing-songy voice.

“And with this you’ll have left overs so you can have lunch tomorrow. Don't forget again” he fake scolded. 

“Alright dad” you quipped back. 

He laughed and shook his head as he headed back to his room to take a shower. You observed his broad back as his shirt defined his shoulder blades and muscles while he walked. 

Fuck. You were getting way too attracted to him. 

___________________________

You woke up to a sweet aroma of pancake batter and fresh fruit. It wasn’t often that you and Anakin ever got up around the same time but apparently today was your lucky day. 

He truly loved the culinary arts because he never faltered with his ambition to prepare a quality meal. He cooked breakfast a lot, but most times you were already at work and just saw the dishes in the sink or only got to have a quick bite. Though, every so often, on a rare day like this, both of you were able to share a delicious breakfast together (he always made sure to make breakfast for you when he knew you were off). 

You walked out of your room with a yawn and rubbed the sleep from your eyes. Once you took a seat he handed you a freshly made plate and tossed some strawberries on top. 

“Look who finally decided to get up” he joked with a smirk. 

You yawned once more, “Listen master chef, if my boss didn’t call me in for every little inconvenience- maybe my sleep schedule might not be as fucked”. 

“Fair, fair” he nodded. 

“Thanks for breakfast, it looks yummy” 

“Of course” he smiled back

You looked at the plate with hungry eyes, it looked amazing, the only other thing you would add was-

“You want some of this, don't you?” Anakin smiled, flaunting a new bottle of whipped cream in front of you. 

“Ugh” you rolled your eyes.

“I know how you take your pancakes,” he laughed, “you’re very predictable”.

“Am I?” you said before trying to quickly grab the can from his hand. 

He laughed again and raised his arm higher, “that’s not gonna work and you know it.”.

“What can I do to get some whipped cream around here?” you cried comically. 

“Well this stuff isn't cheap and we’re going through the largest national whipped cream shortage in history” he said, trying to sound serious. 

“Oh, wow that’s tough” you returned with an unamused tone. 

“Isn’t it though?” he added. 

“I guess if you want some, you’ll just have to pay me” he looked away. 

“With what Mr.whipped cream enthusiast? We both make shit money” you exxagerated. 

“I may consider non monetary payment… possibly a kiss on the cheek?” he said.

“You want me to kiss you on the cheek?” you asked.

It probably came out more rude than you intended, it was only becasue you were flustered and your tones always got jumbled when you were nervous. 

“Well you know what they say, “kiss the chef”. But if you don’t want any whipped cream…” he stated; he was a little nervous that he put himself too out there (he was never the best at subtlety). 

“No, no! I want my whipped cream, so I will comply” you said proudly. 

“Alright” he smirked. 

…

… …

“Are you going to come collect your compensation or just stand there with the bottle in your hand?” you asked playfully. 

“Oh, right. How dare I make a customer wait” he smiled, walking towards you.

“You’re so full of shit, Skywalker '' you teased as he bent down so you could kiss his cheek. 

He felt butterflies when your soft, pillowy lips landed on his flushed cheek. How he had imagined that feeling. 

“Alright, here you are mam” he shot out a dollop.

“That’s it?!” you exclaimed, unsatisfied. 

“Each shot is one kiss” he shrugged, “national shortage…remember?”.

“Ugh” you rolled your eyes and continued to kiss his cheek until you were satisfied with the amount on your plate. 

“Alright, alright. Thank you for the great customer service, I'll be sure to leave a good review on yelp” you joked as you pushed him away so you could eat in peace. 

“Much appreciated, thank you mam” he smiled.

“Yeah, yeah. Whatever” you responded, with a light blush tinting your cheeks. 

5:30 p.m.

Anakin groaned from his room before entering the living area with his scrunched up apron in hand. HE stopped in his doorway to stretch. 

“Man, I really don’t feel like going in today”.

You hummed in acknowledgement, “It shouldn’t be too busy, since its only a monday ''.

“Yeah, I hope so” he said, putting his work shoes on that he kept by the door. 

You glanced over your shoulder to look at his muscles rippling as he tied the laces; it was mesmerizing. 

He stood and you whipped your head around quicker than you thought was possible. 

“Alright, I’ll see you later. It’s my week for trash right?” he asked, grabbing his keys.

“Mhm”

“Ok, I’ll take it out when I get back tonight. Don’t worry, I won’t forget” he smiled before waving a small goodbye and shutting the door. 

Something about him was just so homely, he was so sweet and thoughtful; you felt that living with him was just natural at this point. 

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The restaurant was actually pretty busy when he first arrived, he saw a few party tables as he walked in. Great…

After clocking in, he got straight to work; manning the char grill, making sure all the orders were getting out in a timely manner, and goofing around with the other cooks. 

In passing one of the cooks asked how his crush was doing. 

“What do you mean?” Anakin innocently asked with a stupid smile on his face. 

“Oh, just the one you live with. Ya know, no biggie” he laughed. 

“Doing well, I made us breakfast this morning,” Anakin proudly stated.

___

All of the staff knew about Anakin’s not so little thing for you. He had been working at this restaurant for a while and was pretty acquainted with everyone. The cooks all knew abt you because everyone liked to talk in the kitchen, plus some of the other guys were curious about Anakin’s love life, seeing that he was so desirable (all of the waitstaff thought he was fine as hell). 

He showed them your instagram when the two of you first started living together and everyone in the kitchen cheered him on. 

The waitstaff on the other hand were not so thrilled that the handsome and mysterious line cook already had his sights set on someone else… someone who wasn’t them. Of course they were jealous, but when they got your insta from Anakin, they couldn’t even find anything bad to say about you;l you were stunning. 

Doesn’t mean they liked you though…

___

A new order buzzed onto the screen above that had all sorts of modifications; Anakin was about to groan, until he recognized something familiar…

Usually no one asked for a salad without tomatoes and cheese but instead with rice, cucumbers, raspberries, strawberries, and chicken- or cinnamon on their mashed potatoes; there was only one person he knew who ever ordered such a peculiar combination.

You.

The waitress who rang in the order walked by and Anakin caught her attention. 

“Hey, the person who ordered thi-”

“Yeah, I know. They’re such a pain. Like, at this point, just make it at home if you want so many modifications” she rambled

He then described your appearance to her and asked if the customer fit the description.

“Yea, sounds like ‘em” she said before carrying on with her work. 

He smiled, you came into his place on your day off. Suddenly he felt a warm sensation in his chest. 

The waitress came barreling back in and shouted Anakin’s name, “they apparently forgot to say they didn’t want-”

“Butter on the mash” he finished, already knowing what was coming next. 

“Yea, how’d you know?” she asked, confused. 

“That’s my roommate, I make this for us all the time back at home”.

She gave him a look before walking away to whisper something into another server’s ear. He knew they were then going to go out and judge you because they were jealous. Typical. 

He continued to make your plate with care and since it wasn’t busy, even spent time drawing a little hearts with the cinnamon and salad dressing (not very subtle Anakin). 

The other cooks notice and start making fun of him and he playfully starts winding up a rag to snap at them. 

Once your food has been run he slipped out of the kitchen for a “bathroom” break; obviously everyone knows where he’s going.

He walks out into the front house and is immediately relieved by the cooler AC in there, next he scanned the tables and booths until he spotted your familiar face.

Soon enough he offers himself a seat in the booth opposite of you. 

”Anakin!” you exclaim, “You scared me”.

“My apologies Sunshine, Just thought I’d come out and see my favorite customer” he said before winking. 

“How’d you even know I was- “ you began before you looked down at your plate and realized. 

“Yea, not many people are out here ordering such a peculiar combo” he teased. 

“I should have known it was you who made the plate, well with the hearts and all. That must take a lot of time, they were really precise” you said, taking a sip of your water. 

He laughed before answering, “I reserve those for very special guests'' (he only did those when you came in). 

“Well, I wonder if you do this to persuade certain “people” to cut back on your rent for the month” you arched a playful brow. 

He clenched his chest and looked offended, “Of course not! I would never do such a thing”.

You laughed at his stupidity. 

He loved making you laugh, it was one of the sweetest sounds he had ever heard. 

You saw a few other cooks poking their heads around the wall that divided the kitchen from the seating in curiosity. 

“I think your co-workers want you to hurry up” you smiled, pointing towards the entrance to the kitchen. 

He let out a sigh, “I guess so”. 

As he stood you thanked him for stopping by; “My compliments to the chef” you teased. 

“I am always at your service” he dramatically bowed before jogging to the back. 

When he left you released a breath you didn’t know you were holding. Your heart was racing… you were in too deep (but so was he). 

Anakin spent the rest of the night happily making orders; he no longer cared he was at work, because you had just made his day. 

Everyone in the kitchen began to tease him because he had a certain glow to him and they all knew why. 

“When are you finally gonna go on a date?” someone asked him. 

“Yea, you seem pretty damn sure about this one” another butted in. 

He smiled to himself, “Soon guys. soon…”

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a/n: The reader likes some weird ass combos lmfaooo. Basically these two are both missing the point that the other likes them. Now to clear up some things, I know cafe's are usually open all day but I needed it to close early for the plot. Also, I worked at a steakhouse and modeled Anakin's work as such just cause its what i'm most familiar with (Ironically I don't eat meat lol).

[written-in-flowers]

Lovesick: Chan x Male!Reader Pt. 2

Pairing: Bang Chan x Male!Reader | Side pairings: Minho x Chan, Minho x Male!Reader (unrequited)

Word Count: 11k

Genre: Horror, Angst, Smut | AU: Yandere!au, Videogame!AU, Highschool!AU

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

Summary: After being sucked into the dating simulator "Lovesick", Park YN has to defeat five rivals to reach his goal. However, he soon learns his rivals aren't the only thing he must contend with for Chan's love.

Tags: Graphic depictions of violence, Main Character Death, dark fic, dead dove: do not eat, yandere behaviors, yandere!reader, stalking, murder/violence, blood and violence, toxic relationships, mentions of murder, unrequited love, mentions of domestic violence, school massacre/genocide, implied teacher/student relationship, homophobic parents, mentions of bullying/trauma, obsession, possessiveness, manipulation, high school setting, anal sex, anal fingering, edging, eventual smut, pool sex, locker room sex, blowjobs, choking.

A/N: PLEASE READ TAGS BEFORE READING! I'm not responsible for any feelings you end up having because you ignored this warning and the ones above.

Tutorial < | > Han Jisung: Tuesday

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Han Jisung: Monday

You woke up a second later in the sun lit bedroom. You hoped it'd all been a dream, but you were sadly mistaken. The phone turned itself on again with a message. 

"You're meeting your first rival today," Bott said. "Get ready." 

Yesterday's exchange must still bother them. You put the phone aside and dressed for school. You wondered who the first rival might be. Games like this typically spun through the same archetypes: the shy one, the bubbly one, the "dark" one, the spunky athlete, the tsundere, or a seductive type. You needed to be ready for whichever you faced today. Putting on your school bag, you mentally kicked yourself for not researching the characters in the control room. You would've removed them completely had it not interfered with the whole game. Apparently, changing objectives was the only thing you couldn't access no matter how many angles you tried.

When you arrived at school, another stiff text message alerted your phone. 

"Chan is meeting him in the garden." 

The club garden was where you would go. Being a club member, you could freely walk in and out of the garden area. Students acknowledged you when you passed by them. They smiled and said your name. You already saw many benefits to this. 

“Sunghoon-hyung!” a high voice said from behind you. 

You turned to see a skinny dark haired boy coming your way. Thin eyes crinkled in a wide smile, friendly and cheerful. You noticed he wore an apron around his waist and held a tray of kimbap rolls. He stopped in front of you, holding out the tray.

“We made kimbap in the Cooking Club today!” he said. “Want one? It's not good to start the day on an empty stomach.”

“Sure, thanks!” You took one of the seaweed wrapped rolls and bit into it, tasting the rice, salmon and vegetables inside. “I'm sorry, I don't remember your name?”

“Yang Jeongin, Freshman,” he answered with a bow. “What do you think?”

“It's great, thank you, Jeongin-ssi.”

“What about the sauce? I made it myself!”

You glanced down to see he'd topped the kimbap with spicy mayo, a bit uncommon. Each roll had a different letter, and when you put them together, you froze.

“B. E. C. A. R. E. F. U. L”

You and Jeongin exchanged a glance, and you felt a pang of fear. Has this NPC become aware somehow? That thought scared you. Jeongin did not show signs of malice, but caution. 

“Yeah, it's nice handiwork,” you said, taking another bite. “Good job.”

Jeongin suddenly broke out into another winning smile. “Thank you, hyung. If you get hungry or curious about our club, you know where our clubroom is.”

He then walked away without another word. Rather than make note of it outloud, you addressed the phone casually. 

"See how much easier it is like this? Everyone likes me. Everyone is my friend. It boosts my reputation and will make it easier for me to ask for favors. It could even help me get out of trouble with teachers."

“You were supposed to do that through special tasks. It was a side quest of the game."

"I don't have time for side stuff. The time I'm spending running around doing random tasks for people, I could be doing them for Chan instead. You made this game to be about winning my 'senpai'," he let the word drip with distaste, "And that's what I should be focusing on."

"I've never had a player like you before."

"Thanks." 

You tucked the phone back into your pocket as you reached the garden entrance. The garden came with a shed for supplies and equipment, beds of different flowers and vegetables, and an empty spot where club members could grow their own plants. You noted the one untouched plot. A burial site for another disposal, no doubt. You looked around the flowers and trees to see everyone walking about or sitting and talking. You only cared about finding one person. 

Chan sat by a bed of pink and white flowers, his backpack next to him and focused on his phone. Your heart fluttered seeing him there. You started towards him, already thinking about what you could talk about. With all the limitations out of the way, you would have no problem starting introductions. 

“Hey, Channie-hyung!”

Someone said it before you could. You stood by the flower beds as another boy approached Chan. Jisung reminded him of a cute next-door-neighbor whose cheeks puffed when he smiled and always appeared cheerful. It made you sick. Your happiness immediately turned bitter seeing Chan’s eyebrows lift at the younger student. He put his phone in his pocket and stood up to meet him. A true rival, indeed. Their friendship and closeness was easily spotted in the way they spoke to one another. The other boy held a box wrapped in cloth, and smiled sweetly at Chan. Chan might not have noticed, but you saw the special twinkle in your rival's eyes. Casually walking towards the shed next to them, you stepped inside and pressed yourself just within the doorframe. Their conversation flowed freely from where they stood towards you. 

“Hyung,” the other boy said, “I’m sorry if I’m bothering you-”

“-No worries,” Chan replied, “You weren’t. What’s up? How’s your mom?”

“She’s doing great! The physical therapy is really helping her move around better, and she doesn’t need her walker as much as she used to. The herbal tea you recommended really helps with her anxiety too, so she sleeps easier at night.”

“That’s great. I’m happy to hear that!”

You sighed softly. He was such a caring person; so thoughtful and willing to help others. You shook the thought from his head. You cannot let Sunghoon’s desires feed into your own personality. You had a mission to focus on. 

“Listen, I wanted to thank you for what you did for us,” you heard the shyness coming through in Jisung’s voice. “You didn’t have to and I’m very appreciative that you did.”

“You’re my friend, Jisung-ah,” Chan reassured him. “You were so upset and I wanted to help you.”

“And I’m happy you did, so I made you this,” you peeked around to see Jisung give Chan the lunch box, “It’s not much, but I thought you might enjoy a homemade lunch today instead of the cafeteria food.”

Chan’s smile made knots in your stomach. It was so warm and genuine. You kicked yourself for not bringing Chan something to eat. He must be starving when he gets to school. You’d make him something one day; you’d show him what a good boyfriend and future husband you’d be for him. 

No, that wasn’t you; Sunghoon’s coding must still be lingering in you somewhere. You thought you’d wiped all the coding out, but you must be wrong. Chan took the cloth bag and nodded at Jisung. 

“Oh, thank you,” he said bashfully, “I’m sure it’s going to taste amazing. You are in the cooking club, after all.”

“We can meet back here after school and you can tell me if you liked it.”  You heard the hope in Jisung’s voice. 

“Sure,” Chan said. “I’ll go put it on my desk so I don’t accidentally leave it here.”

“Okay! See you later, hyung!”

“Later!”

The two parted ways. Jisung watched Chan leave, his shoulders tensing and a soft squeal coming from him. He must’ve thought Chan might reject his offer. You waited until they’d both left to finally step out from the shed. Your next objective was obvious: sabotage the lunch box. It pained you to think of purposefully making Chan sick, but if it casted a negative light on Jisung, then you’d have to do it. Where would you find poison? Nothing lethal, of course, but enough to make Chan ill for a while. The infirmary was an obvious choice as you left the school gardens. That familiar sensation of anticipation came back while you headed towards the infirmary room. You still carried the lockpick from yesterday, so you’d have no problem breaking into the medicine cabinet. 

The infirmary was empty except for the school nurse, a slender woman in a uniform far too short and tight for a normal nurse. She faced the window while she restocked her medical supplies, which happened to be right next to the cabinet. You thought of creating some kind of distraction, but what? You couldn’t fake an injury or sickness because then she’ll likely keep you there. It needed to be something quick and simple; you only had a small window of opportunity to poison Chan’s lunch box.

You looked into the hallway to see dozens of students walking by the infirmary. What to do? What to do? An accident, yes, but what? You saw a flower vase near the door, and the idea came at once. Slowly, you pulled the flowers out and saw the clear water inside. Creeping over to the second half of the infirmary without the nurse noticing, you splashed the water into the hall. Thankfully, nobody spotted the long puddle stretching from the door to the opposite wall. It was a long-shot, but you hoped it’d work out. 

A girl with long blond hair streaked with purple was walking by, too distracted by her phone to notice her surroundings, and slipped in the puddle. Hiding in the room, you smiled hearing her body thud hard and painfully groan. The commotion alerted the nurse, who left to find the student on the ground. You took the chance. You dashed to the cabinet, picked the lock, and searched the various medicine bottles until you found a stomach reliever. It was meant to make someone vomit out whatever ailed their stomach. You shoved the bottle in your pocket, and then rushed out of the room before the nurse returned, guiding the injured girl to a bed. Other students cleaned up the spilled water, all commenting on where it could have come from and didn't see you sneaking off. You went up the stairs with purpose towards the classroom. Chan was already in the room, putting down his bag and lunch box. You admired him for a moment, taking in the measure of him from afar. Visions of a smiling Chan hanging on your every word made you melt. You liked thinking of you and Chan sharing a desk, talking and laughing before class started. They’d be in their own world away from everyone else. Chan would be all yours all the time. 

Ugh, damn Sunghoon’s coding. 

“Hey, Chan.” 

Felix entered the room, not noticing you standing there. Blond hair gelled back from his face, he wore earrings that dangled to his jawline and a hoop around one nostril. A self-proclaimed ‘thug’, Felix did not appear any more intimidating up close. In fact, the light freckles across his nose and cheekbones made him more innocent looking. He kept his hands in his pockets, and strutted up to Chan’s desk. 

“Hey Felix-ah,” Chan said, fixing his bag on the back of his chair. “What’s up?”

“Some of my friends are gonna be meeting up after school and going into town,” Felix said, “I was wondering if you wanted to come along.”

“You know how I feel about your ‘friends’,” the contempt clear in his voice, “They’re a bunch of delinquents and they’re a bad influence on you.”

“Oh, come on, man. They’re not that bad. We just,” Felix smirked, “Like a bit of trouble sometimes. It doesn’t hurt to be naughty occasionally.”

“It is when it involves drugs and drinking all the time. I heard what happened the last time you and your friends went into town. I don’t know how you could stand being in a jail cell.”

“It’s not so bad,” Felix excused. He paused, “I wanna hang out with you like we used to, Hyung. I know we went separate ways since starting school, but I miss us hanging out.”

Chan’s face softened, and he thought for a moment. “I was gonna go grab a snack from the canteen before classes. Wanna come with me?” 

“Sure, sounds alright.” 

The two friends left the room through the first door. Jealousy coiled itself around your insides, and you dug your nails into your palms. It should be him eating with Chan, not good-for-nothing Felix. You'd love to have a meal with Chan; it was too bad you’d be leaving once the game ended. The thought of living in a world without Chan, however, sounded miserable and empty. 

No, that isn’t you talking. It’s Sunghoon. You should’ve been more thorough. 

The wall clock ticked loudly, and haste made you nearly jump. You went over to Chan’s desk and unwrapped the lunch box. It was the standard lunch with rice, meat and vegetables with seaweed soup. Jisung clearly went through a lot of trouble to make it especially for Chan. You gasped when you saw a note sitting on top of a small package of mints. 

“You’re the best!” went across it with a heart beside a cartoon drawing of Jisung’s face. 

You crushed the note and took the mints. Pulling out the medicine, you put a few droplets in the soup. Now, you only had to wait. You turned to his desk when the phone rang. 

“You’re a risk taker, aren’t you? That could seriously make Chan ill! And what you did to that girl…”

“Don’t play innocent now,” you scolded the phone, “You invented a game where I’m supposed to kill people to gain Chan’s attention. You were expecting me to go around slicing people’s necks instead of actually using my brain?” You scanned around to search for students, then said, “Murdering Jisung after murdering Kitae the previous day will draw too much attention to the school. You were the one that told me offing Chan’s friends would decrease his sanity. I’m playing the sabotage game.”

“None of the other players were like you,” the chat bubble finally came back. “Some of them used the pacifist way because they didn’t want to hurt anyone. Others cried after murdering someone because they felt they didn’t have a choice. But you…you’re different. You’re not like them.”

“No, I’m not. You gave me a goal, and I’m going to achieve it.” 

Chan gave you a sense of purpose you hadn’t felt in a long time. In the real world, you had been going through the motions of life: waking up, going to work, socializing with coworkers, coming home to your empty apartment, and gaming until bedtime. You didn’t have that many friends back home. Nobody really reached out or cared to invite you out, so you stayed home most days. It wasn’t anything different from your childhood. The friends you did have then were the unsavory sort your parents disapproved of, but you didn’t care. Yet, in adulthood, you decided you'd rather be alone. Being given a task sprung new life into you. Chan gave you a reason to keep on going. 

Upon hearing students approaching the classroom, you quickly tied up Chan’s box again and moved to your desk. Chan reappeared absent his friend, on his phone and munching on an apple. You would give anything to be that apple, and feel those lips and teeth on you. Your cheeks burned feeling Chan coming closer, but no pink vision or racing heartbeat. It was time to put your changes to the test. The both of you took seats next to one another, and you placed your textbook on the desk. You waited until Chan looked away to nudge your book to the floor. The smack it gave upon landing made Chan turn his way. You made to move for it, but gentleman Chan reached it first. 

“Thanks,” you smiled when Chan handed you the textbook. 

“No problem,” Chan assured you, then he finally looked at you. “Hey, I’ve never seen you in here before. Are you new?”

“Yes, I am,” you nodded. “I’m YN,” you shook hands. Chan’s touch sent shivers throughout your body, and you almost frowned when Chan let go. “I just transferred here from…” he needed a name, “Hyosan High School”

“Hyosan? Never heard of it. Is it Seoul?”

“Incheon,” the first place that came to mind, “That’s where I was for a few years,” you said easily. “My dad got a job there and we had to move, but we recently came back. My parents’ friends told us what a good school Whimoon is, and,” you shrugged, “Here I am.” 

“But, you’re younger than us, no? You should be in the junior classes.”

“I skipped a grade,” you said, thinking of it quickly. You’d never actually thought of what they’d talk about before. You’d focused too much on making it happen. “My mother said I shouldn’t because it’d be hard for me to make friends with older kids, but my dad said it’d look good on university applications.” 

“Me too! We moved from Australia a few years ago, and it was a huge adjustment for me.” He then asked, “What clubs are you in?”

“Oh, I joined the garden club,” you showed Chan the club pins, “And I signed up for the swim team.”

Chan’s face lit up, “What a coincidence! I’m in both. I could introduce you to the guys at the gym. I’m sure they’d love to meet you.”

“That’d be great!” you beamed, your heart leaping at the prospect of seeing Chan again…and again…and again… “Are schools in Australia different from ones here?” 

You began asking Chan questions about himself. You wanted to know everything about him. You regretted having to hurt him, but it’s all for the cause. You needed to get out of here and back home. Even with Chan as a perk, you refused to relive high school over and over until you won the game. Seeing the skills tablet again, you pressed on physical education and chemistry. Perhaps you could use the skill to make your own poisons rather than steal from the infirmary. When lunch time came, you considered going with Chan, but you didn’t want to be there when the other became sick. Your heart couldn't take hearing him in pain.  

You followed behind him instead. Chan ate his lunch in the cafeteria with the rest of the school, sitting with a group of friends. You took a seat nearby, but put some students between them so as not to be noticed. You didn’t care much for eating right then. You wanted to look at Chan. You watched him open up the lunch box and become amazed by the food Jisung prepared. He swirled around the soup with a disposable spoon before eating. You admired how Chan’s lips slurped up the noodles before the phone vibrated in your pocket. 

“What do you want now?” You asked, irritably. 

“You should be trying to get study points,” they said. “So you can improve your skills faster.”

“How do I do that?” 

“Going to the library, duh!”

“I’ll do that later. Let me watch him. I need to make sure my plan works.” 

“It’s going to work. The game’s designed to go your way…sometimes.”

“Exactly, ‘sometimes’. Now, hush.” 

You stayed close by as Chan finished the entire lunch. It was good to know he had a healthy appetite. You felt full just watching him eat. A part of you knew this was Sunghoon shining through, but you couldn’t help finding Chan attractive too. The developer clearly spent more time creating Chan than they did on any of the others. You wondered about the reason behind that. 

Chan walked past  holding the box when a pair of chopsticks slipped out onto the floor. They'd fallen right at your feet. You could see the stains from the sauced meat stew still on the ends. You thought about Chan sucking the sauce off before tossing them. You imagined your mouth touching where Chan's had been, and sucking it. It'd be like your lips were touching.

Lord, that was weird. That was only the character talking. 

Chan threw out the box when he paused. Your heart dropped seeing the boy suddenly clutch at his stomach and double over. Oh, you hoped Chan didn’t instantaneously vomit in front of everyone. You’d hate to see him endure such embarrassment. Yet, Chan managed to rush out of the cafeteria before anyone spotted him. You followed, making sure to stay out of sight. Chan made it into the nearest bathroom, and you heard him hurling before you stepped inside. His retching echoed in the small space. You clutched the small tin of peppermints Jisung packed in the box as an idea came. You quickly ducked into the stall beside Chan’s right as he came out. When Chan stood at the sink, washing his hands and rinsing out his mouth, you came out of the stall with a worried expression. 

“Chan-hyung?” You kept your voice soft and small, full of innocence. “Are you alright?”

The older boy looked up from the sink and turned away in humiliation. “Hi, YN-ssi. Yeah, I’m okay. I guess I must’ve eaten something that messed up my stomach.” 

“That’s awful,” you said. You walked up to the sinks, and began washing your hands. “You should go to the infirmary and see if the nurse has something for stomach pains. You can’t go around with that pain all day.” 

“You’re right,” he nodded. 

“What did you eat, if I may ask?” 

Chan listed the food Jisung made for him. “A friend made it for me,” he finished, “And he’s usually a very good cook. He’s in the Cooking Club, so I’m surprised.”

“Do you think he might have done it on purpose? Like a cruel prank or something like that?”

“Oh, no, no,” Chan shook his head, “Jisung isn’t that kind of person. He’d never do that. It must've been a mistake.” He rubbed his stomach, “A really big one.” 

“Here,” you fished the mint tin from your pocket, and offered it to Chan, “Have one. Mint helps with your stomach and it’ll freshen your breath.”

“Thanks,” he took one and popped it into his mouth. “Have you eaten yet?” he asked, changing the subject. “It’s important to eat, so you have energy for the rest of the day.”

“Not yet,” you said. “I was in the library doing some work before my next class. I was on my way there now, but I heard you throwing up and wanted to check on you.” 

“That’s very kind of you.” The compliment made your heart sing. “Do you know where the cafeteria is? I could walk you there.” 

You felt your phone vibrating, the sound very audible in the room. You ignored it. “That’d be helpful. I’ve been getting lost all day,” you chuckled, giving a sweet smile. 

“This way.” 

Chan led you towards the cafeteria. You smelled the light scent of cologne on him. You deeply inhaled the hints of sandalwood coming from his blazer. You wanted to bury your face in Chan’s neck, licking and sucking the flesh while Chan groaned in your ear. You realized how much smaller you were compared to the tall and broad boy beside you. You’d fit perfectly in his arms. 

But, that was Sunghoon. Back home, you have plenty of opportunities to kiss other boys. Sometimes.

“Here it is,” Chan brought you to the doors of the cafeteria. “I’m gonna head to the infirmary. See you at the gym, okay? I already told the team we had a new member, and they’re really excited to meet you.”

“I’m excited to meet them too!” 

You said goodbye to Chan and watched him walk away before turning back into the room. Right as you did, somebody knocked right into you. The force caused you to fall to the ground, and glare up at the person who’d bumped you. 

“Oh my god! I’m so sorry! I should be watching where I’m going!” 

Short with brown hair swooped over his cat-like eyes, you knew he was a student council member by the white gold pin on his lapel. He extended a hand and helped you from the floor. You noticed his pointy nose and thick top lip. He was handsome, for sure, much like the rest of the students in the school. A sudden whiff of orange blossoms hit your nose. It was nice. You saw the stunned expression the boy wore for a fleeting moment, but was then covered with concern. It was the same one you’d worn when he first saw Chan yesterday. It worries you. 

“It’s okay,” you said, brushing off your uniform and picking up your bag from the floor. “I wasn’t paying attention either. No worries.” 

You made to move, but the boy stopped him, “I’m Lee Minho, student council president.” You shook hands, “I haven’t seen you around before. You must be the new student. Mrs. Lee mentioned it to us.”

“Um, yeah. I’m YN.”

Minho looked you up and down again, “Nice to meet you…YN-ssi.” He breathed out the last word, and you did not like it. “Have you been finding your classes okay? I could give you a short tour before class resumes to get you more familiar with the place.”

“I’ve been finding them just fine, thanks. I’m…I’m gonna eat really quick.” You moved past him, “Thank you, though,” you threw over your shoulder as you hurried to the lunch line. 

“Feel free to stop by the student council room if you need-”

You stood too far away to hear the rest of the offer, yet you could feel Minho’s eyes still on you. Immediately, you pulled out your phone. “What the hell was that?”

‘Ah, you’ve met your final rival, Lee Minho.’

“Final rival? I thought I met them all yesterday?”

“Minho was meant to be a sort of ‘secret rival’ at the end. Yeah, he’s the hardest one to beat and sort of keeps his distance throughout the game. It seems that’s changed.”

“What do you mean it’s changed?”

“Well, dumbass, who you changed the game’s inner workings, you changed everyone’s autonomy and A.I. mechanics! Now, instead of being little robots with set patterns and schedules, you made them think for themselves. I programmed Minho to have a specific type so if you decided to matchmake him, you could tailor a suitor to his taste.”

“Okay, but what does that have to…” your voice trailed off, “Oh my god…I’m his type, aren’t I?”

“Minho likes the shy, sweet types who enjoy gardening, reading, justice, and are honest and intelligent. Those are all qualities Chan has, hence why he develops a crush on Chan! But, since you tailored yourself to be like him so you two get along in your stupid plan to win his affections, Minho likes you instead! It doesn’t help that you made yourself ultra hot either! Guess your little tampering with my game didn’t work out after all.” They then sent, “You could always just get with Minho instead. You’ll get a game over, but hey…Minho’s not half bad.”

“Oh, fuck off,” you spat and shoved your phone back into your pocket.

This was terrible. Having a student council member following you around will make working harder. You’d have to get rid of Minho somehow. Whether through scheming or other means, you’d need to consider more carefully.

****

Gym class arrived after lunch. You worried Chan might not show up due to his sickness, but the game world kicked in and Chan stood in the gymnasium with the rest of the class. Your eyes scanned down his body, seeing him in the white and dark green shirt and shorts uniform. The shirt stretched across his chest, a bit snug around his biceps. You couldn’t stop yourself from imagining what was underneath the shirt. You wished you could take him somewhere quiet and secluded, where you could explore him without interruption.

Sunghoon needed to get out of your system somehow. You aren’t part of this universe. You had a home and life back in reality. Briefly, you wondered if anyone noticed you were gone yet.

“Hey YN-ssi!” Chan called out to you, waving from his corner of the gym.

You saw the other boys he stood with and guessed they were swim team members. Nerves stirred in your stomach as you walked closer to the group. The thought of meeting this group never crossed your mind before. You honestly had no interest in getting to know any of them. Your mind focused on Chan, who grinned at you with a dimpled smile.

“Hey, Chan-hyung,” you smiled back. “How are you feeling? Better?”

“Eh, still kinda meh,” he sighed. “Coach said I should take things easy today, but I didn’t want an absence on my record.”

A diligent student. You liked this…well, Sunghoon did. “You really should be laying down in the infirmary. Running around and doing loads of physical activity could make things worse.”

"I think it'd be good for Chan to get some fresh air and exercise."

The boy who had spoken smiled at them both. It was the boy from the track yesterday, Seo Changbin. He stood a bit shorter than Chan, but wider due to a meticulous work out regimen. Sharp eyes only showed half the dark irises, and his small plush lips stayed in a soft smile. Yet, it wasn’t his obvious good looks that drew you. It was how his eyes constantly looked over Chan with admiration. Not the kind a guy has for his friend, but a man surveying their lover. 

He watched Chan as the elder started talking to the rest of the group. He examined Chan’s soft features as if putting each one to memory. You did not blame him, but your blood boiled seeing them so close together. Chan was yours. You felt like pulling Chan to you, hugging his side to make a claim on him. You could take on the buff boy. With a sharp knife, you could slice him into ribbons.

No, not like that. It’s only a game.

“YN, this is Changbin,” Chan said, nodding over to him. “He’s on the team too. Changbin, this is YN, our newest member.”

“Nice to meet you,” you said with a bow, keeping your eyes on him.

"Same. Chan-hyung mentioned we'd be having a new teammate. It'll be nice to finally have someone to round out the team. It hasn’t been the same since Eunwoo left school. Maybe we can start competing again, huh?” 

"Hopefully."

The team walked into the weight room, where the school kept various pieces of gym equipment. You’d never been much of a weightlifter. In school, you’d stuck to doing as little activity as possible. Yet, you still sat at the arm and back presses beside Chan, who placed himself on the machine properly. One again, your mind went blank with things to talk about, so you forced yourself to work out.  

Changbin took the seating bench in front of them, starting to do arm curls with a heavy weight. You envied the other boy’s muscles; they were defined but not too bulky. Did Chan like that? You knew you personally did not care, but your character worried about it. Yes, it was Sunghoon who cared, not you. 

“YN-ssi,” Changbin said, “You’re from Incheon?”

“Yeah, but we moved here because of my dad’s job.” 

“What does he do?”

“He works for an imported goods company. He does a lot of business back and forth now,” you said, finishing a set and taking a break. Weight lifting did not hurt as much as you thought it might. The physical education points must be doing their job. 

“Oh, my dad does that too!” Changbin perked up, “They sell fabrics and stuff overseas to the other companies there. He mainly works in the office now, so he doesn’t do so much traveling.”

“Changbin sometimes goes with him,” Chan said, relaxing on the machine. “He’s been everywhere.”

Changbin blushed, “Not everywhere. Just most places. What about you?” 

You paused, “I’ve been…some places. My dad never took me much because my mum wants me to focus on school. She says I can’t become a doctor or a lawyer or a businessman if I’m always away from school.”

“They must be hard on you about studying then,” Chan noted. “Mine are the same way. They’re always pushing me to do well in school. I have to be the best at everything all the time. It gets tiring, honestly…” 

“Yeah, it is.” 

In truth, your parents didn't care much about what you did with your life as long as it wasn’t illegal or immoral. They’d been too wrapped up with their own lives and careers to pay him much mind. The only time they started showing any kind of concern had been when he came out to them. Then suddenly, everything became about covering up your sexuality. Your father hated you and your mother disapproved of you. Then she wondered why you’d moved so far from home. 

“But, I’m sure they’re very proud of you,” you said to him. “They only want what's best for us in the end." All parents but yours, of course. 

“They are!” Changbin said for Chan. “Chan’s dad bought him a car when he passed his finals last year.”

Chan smiled shyly, pushing hair from his face, “It was no big deal. I didn’t think he’d get me one.”

“That’s still cool,” you said, “I don’t know anyone who actually owns a car.”

“Really?”

You realized the lie didn’t fit with your rich-boy persona. You immediately recovered by saying, “Well, ones they drive themselves, anyway. It gives you a lot of independence.” 

The three began talking about parents and cars. You couldn’t get over Changbin’s eyes twinkling whenever they landed on Chan throughout class. Changbin is another rival who’d be next on his list. You’d eliminate him right now if you weren’t focused on Jisung at the moment. Getting rid of two in one level certainly made things easier. But, you held back. You didn’t know how that might affect the game. School ended after gym class, and everyone started heading off to hagwon, extracurriculars, or home. You decided to opt out of that and headed for the school garden. You knew Jisung and Chan would be meeting soon, and you needed to see the result. Seeing them beside the shed again, you ducked into a hedge and circled to the back of the wooden shed. 

“Chan-hyung,” Jisung’s voice reached him first. “How’d you like the lunch I made?”

“Um, uh…Jisung…you know I usually like your cooking,” Chan started nervously. “But, this one made me sick. I've had stomach cramps almost all day. The nurse said it could’ve been because the meat was bad.”

“Oh gosh, I’m so sorry that happened! I’d made the same thing for myself, and mine was perfectly fine. I’ll take better care of what I’m cooking next time,” Jisung said apologetically. You heard the sadness coming through, and it made you smile. “Do you want to work on the strawberries with me? They’re coming out really well. I think they’re almost ripe enough to pick.”

“No thanks, Jisung-ah,” he said, “I’m still feeling a bit ill, so I think I’ll go home.” 

"Um, okay. I hope you feel better."

You giggled softly at the disappointment on Jisung’s face. Stage one complete. You left the garden without being noticed and followed Chan to the school’s main entrance. Walking behind him, you knew you should double back to your own home. You needed serious de-Chan time. Sunghoon’s coding stuck to you like glue, remaining in his desires and obsession with Chan. Conditioning tactics came to mind to try not liking Chan. He’s a typical good looking anime boy. Nothing special. Nothing special at all. 

Except his eyes. Round and slightly downturned, you couldn’t help picturing them crinkling when he smiled. The sweet dimpled smile that gave you butterflies whenever it flashed in your direction. You could drown yourself in those eyes, so deep and beautiful. It had been a long time since anyone made you feel how Chan did. Every dead thing inside you came to life at the sight of him. You knew you’d go home once you beat the game, but you almost did not want to leave. Leaving meant that you’d never see Chan again. You wouldn’t see those eyes or hear his voice saying words of comfort or love. It brought tears to your eyes. Your body yearned to be close to him. It ached for him. 

When Chan reached the school gates, you moved closer. Chan must still be feeling ill if he’s skipping clubs to go home. You worried it might linger into the next day. What if you put too much? You considered stealing medicine from the infirmary again, but you knew he’d be fine by tomorrow. Games worked like that. You both reached the front of the gates where Chan disappeared through the invisible barrier. Rather than take the portal to your bedroom, you tentatively walked into the second portal after him.

It landed you in a normal suburban neighborhood where everything looked exactly the same. Chan walked ahead of him, humming softly and turning into a driveway. You stayed a few paces back and waited until he disappeared behind the fence. Chan’s house looked exactly like the others: a town story house with a blue car in the driveway. You noticed garden hedges lining walls that led to a side door leading to the backyard. Once Chan entered the house, you went through the door into the side of the building. A small alley with gardening tools and thick bushes going along the walls, you ducked quietly to peek into the first window. Chan was kicking off his shoes, hanging up his house keys and book bag next. Chan then went from a living room to a bedroom on the other side of the house. Thankfully, the Bahngs didn’t have a dog.

Chan’s room had white walls and oakwood floors. A triangular light gave the room a soft pink and purple glow, mixing with the lamp right next to his bed. You saw music equipment in one corner of the room, and potted plants along the opposite window sill. He had artwork on the walls alongside the usual game and movie posters. You stayed low to the window sill, eyeing Chan as he switched from his uniform into more casual, comfortable clothes. Knowing Chan was safe at home, you felt okay going to your own home. Yet, you did not move. You stood there a few minutes longer to see your beloved pull out a manga comic from a shelf, grab a pillow and start reading. He liked anime, of course. You made mental notes of everything in the room to bring up in conversation later. Chan was then called to dinner sometime later. Him and an older woman sat at a dinner table and ate together. Chan ate well. He’d finished his entire meal. You wanted to make food for him; he deserved to be taken care of and nurtured properly.

You hid deep in the bushes when Chan took out the trash. You waited until he went back inside to rifle through it. Just a little token, a little piece to keep. You might even get to take it home. Eventually, you found the napkin Chan had been using to wipe his mouth. Gingerly pulling it out, you held it in your hand and saw the small swipes of sauce. You shuddered putting it to your mouth, picturing them as Chan's lips instead. You stuck the napkin into your pocket, and snuck out of the yard.

Loving Chan is not a crime. It isn’t awful, like your father once said. Chan gave you a sense of safety and purpose. It brought a new light into your dark world. Having a little piece of someone so special to you didn’t sound that bad. You smiled, feeling the napkin in your pocket. It was nice having a piece of him close to your body. 

God, you’re sick. You needed to get rid of Sunghoon completely.

****

A/N: Hahah things starting to get concerning already! As always, I'd love it if you reblogged and liked this fic <3

[omghallucinations]

Hi!

I think u might find all of Enhypen’s charts to be interesting lol

Esp Jake and Sunghoon, they both have scorpio stelliums (including scorpio moons) if I’m not mistaken

When i look at their charts, i often try to figure out how they interact with e/o behind the scenes

I luv ur content and how in depth it is btw 🫶🏾

sadly neither are scorpio moons it looks like! very interesting charts though-- jake has a fun leo rising + jupiter in the first house = leo/sagittarius rising. very bouncy and buoyant, but his IC is conjunct his libra mars and widely conjunct his 0 degree scorpio venus so, still waters man! and sunghoon is a sagittarius but like... is he, he has pluto conjunct his sun SO. is sunghoon's birth time known? it would be interesting to see if that possible neptune-moon conjunction works out, too. his chart is wildly intense-- he was a competitive figure skater, right? that tracks--and that would add a lighter flavor, plus idk what his house placements are.

i'd definitely be interested in looking into all of them further! i'll add them next--i've been kind of casually cataloguing similarities i see over different groups and how that relates to the group's dynamics or presentation, like--

ateez have 4 cancer moons 3 gemini moons and 1 aries moon, and almost all of them have really strong uranus or aquarius, lots of 8th house, 3rd house and things conjunct MC--emotional, duality, iconoclasm, sexuality, sense of humor

most of stray kids have air mercuries and those who don't have 1 of each water mercury, most of them have active or notable saturns, and there are an unusual number of 0 or anaretic (29) degree planets, also just a lot of virgo and libra placements--very like, get along-y, hard working, aesthetic, playful, just a lot of vibrating Energy

bts have a lot of cardinal squares and oppositions, 6/7 have bucket chart patterns and all of them have clusters or stelliums--very driven, initiating, forging ahead

itzy has a ton of gemini personal planets, all of them except ryujin who does have a gemini jupiter--and there's also a lot of sagittarius, literally all of them have at least 1 gemini-sagittarius opposition -- playful, chatty, not the best at making decisions, versatile, fun, irreverent

g-idle almost all of them have pluto conjunct something important (asc, mc, personal planets)--the Drama, the Power, the Transformation (hilariously soyeon is the only one without this, but the rest of her chart really pulls it out)

enhypen is giving scorpio/mars action so far, idk if that will hold up once i get to all of them!

[fa-by]

Hiiii babies and dear Anons 👋🏼🤗. I'm back with a new Q&A post. And I know, I know, I've been gone for a few months and I'm sorry 😭. My life is a mess between work and my health especially. I haven't been well for 3 years in a row now and I haven't had peace since then 🥺. I'm sorry to disappear like this but you must also understand that answering your asks takes time which unfortunately I don't always have.

Before starting I'd like to add that I haven't answered all the asks. I don't think there's any need to post the various  “I miss you” (I missed you guys too btw❤️), “come back”, or questions with the same type of topic such as Camila's coming out. In that case, I chose just one ask to answer the many. A special virtual hug 🤗🤗 to the purple heart 💜 Anon: Thank you as always for your understanding and all your kind words, my dear. The answer to your ask about my thoughts on I LUV IT can be found in the last ask.

Having said that, now let's move on directly to the answers. Enjoy 🙃.

🤭😉🤣😜😏😎

Hello to you too, dear Anon 👋🏼😄. I've been better, what about you?

Yeah, sadly. Unfortunately, there are so many who believe in the narratives because they don't really know how things work behind the scenes.

The link in the ask for those who want to see it: https://x.com/iblf1317/status/1775326171971862734?s=46&t=4knNAwPkOIO0jCg9CscblA.

Anon, have a good day too 😄.

No, it wasn't real. I think I've talked about this before, but anyway. They've spread that rumor for years and on different occasions, but it's never been true. It was, and probably still is, just the fantasy/hope taken from the fanfictions of some fans who tried in every way to pass it off as reality.

Hi to you too, dear Anon 👋🏼😄.

That's what I've been saying for years... People like those who put out and spread this bullshit are the shame of this ship.

Hiiii to you too, dear Anon 👋🏼😄. I've been better, what about you?

Yeeep. They were as subtle as an elephant in a glass store 🤣.

Hello to you too, dear Anon 👋🏼😄.

1) [Do u believe personally that Camren are still together?]

Yeah, I do 😉. Even though they had and still have their ups and downs with periods of breaks.

2) [If so why do u think they have stopped giving us hints like they used to?]

They haven't 🤣. They never stopped 😜. The hints are no longer daily as they were years ago, but they're still there.

3) [Unless I’ve missed them-] Lots apparently 🤣.

[-in which case do u have an example?] A recent one: boobs 🤭. *if you understand, you understand*.

I saw what you did there 😍 my favorite CC1 song 🥰 Have a great day too 🙃.

Leasing Tumblr forever to whom? And of course not 🤣. Unless you meant leaving and not leasing? I know it was a typo, don't worry I'm just joking 😜. Anyway, yes, I've thought about it many times due to my unwanted long absences, but I don't want to 🤷🏻‍♀️. I in fact come back every time I have a little freer time to write 💪🏼.

Thank you for your nice thoughts about my health, dear 🤗.

Hi to you too, dear Anon 👋🏼😄.

Brazil has no comparison with any other for Camren 🤣🤣🤣. Naah, they've never been super popular here in Italy. Both Camren and 5H unfortunately.

Hiiii to you too, dear Anon 👋🏼😄. I've been better, what about you?

I did in 2018 if I'm not mistaken. It's a great one-shot! And I remember having teary eyes in some parts. I recommend everyone who hasn't yet to go and read it 🙃.

Hi to you too, dear Anon 👋🏼😄. I've been better, what about you?

Yep, it was Laur. I have no idea why they thought that 🤷🏻‍♀️. Maybe they thought so because of their especially at the beginning stereotypical images as Mila “the innocent doll” and Laur “the intimidating badass” 🙄🙄. If that's why, a lot of people portrayed Lo as the top 🤣. I don't know what to tell you, dear. They're still fanfics so Camren's perspectives from their fantasies or maybe they simply perceived them in that way in reality as well. Who knows 🤷🏻‍♀️.

Hi to you too, dear German Anon 👋🏼😄.

I must admit that with “texts”, for a second, just a tiny lil second, you had me worried there 🤣. You know, because texts is mainly used to refer to phone text messages 🤣. I understood immediately that you were referring to my posts, don't worry, dear 🙃. I just wanted to point that out to make you laugh 😉.

Thank you for your kind words 😊. I really appreciate it 🥰. I'm here if you have any questions for me, although there's a possibility that you'll get the answer late 😅. And don't worry about your English. I'm Italian and therefore it's not my mother tongue for me either.

Have a nice day, and stay safe and healthy too 🤗.

Hi to you too, dear Anon 👋🏼😄. I've been better, what about you?

I do actually. Just mobile games. I have a few but I'm obsessed with one in particular called Hustle Castle (you have to have loooooots of patience for this type of game).

I used to play a lot more when I was younger and had a lot freer time. I've had the Game Boy Color, two PlayStations (1&3; the latter still in my room gathering dust for I don't know how many years 😅), the PSP (like the PS3, still in my room in some drawer gathering dust for I don't know how many years 😅), and I've played a few PC games.

What about you?

Hi to you too, my dear K 👋🏼😄.

[Hi faby sorry to hear ur still not been good health wise but glad ur feeling better.]

❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

[hoping there not gonna pull some shit for the talentless boy]

They won't, don't worry.

[Can’t remember if u have been asked this b4 but what’s been ur fave collab C’s done? There’s a few I like but god have they made her do some awful once’s where is obviously totally for the guys benefit. Think my fav would be bad things I can’t say I like the guy but love the song.]

Even though I love Bad Things and I absolutely love all the collaborations she's done on her albums, movies, and outside of her albums like Hey Ma, Find U Again, and KU LO SA, I think it's a tie between Beautiful with Bazzi and South of The Border with Ed Sheeran and Cardi B.

[Also don’t know about u or anyone else but I miss her posting about thunder he seems like a complete handful and I still piss my self laughing when I think of that pr vid walking all her dogs 🤣🤣]

Same 🤣. It's a forever meme 🤣🤣🤣🤣.

[I’m curious if that training camp thing they did with thunder if it worked but feel like we need more content with him after that stunt particularly think the whole fandom fell in love with thunder 🤣 I’ve always loved to have a German shepherd. What dog breed is urs?]

My baby girl is a Yorkie and Jack Russell crossbreed 😍.

[Maybe u could share a pic of him? U totally don’t have to but as I’m sure ur aware by now I love animals 😂]

Part of me would love to with all my heart believe me, especially to proudly show you how beautiful she is 😍😍😍, but I don't wanna show my private life here. Maybe in the future, who knows 🤷🏻‍♀️. Thanks for your understanding and don't worry, I love animals too 🥰.

By the way, to give you an idea of what she looks like, she's similar to this awesome young man: https://images.app.goo.gl/GibAuesAin3X2PkV8

[Btw do u know why D and C haven’t shared any pics etc with each other hanging out or when/if they ever will?]

They finally have the freedom of likes and comments, so I think we'll have pics in the future but only if they're gonna see each other at public events. Not private meetings' pics. Too soon for that 🙄.

[I really miss them together for me it was always them and L I didn’t like N and A sorry I know ppl won’t be happy but we all individuals with our own likes and dislike 🤷🏻‍♀️ at the end of the day]

I understand, don't worry. As a lover of all 5H, however, I'm sorry you don't like Normally 🥺.

[Sending u a virtual hug 🤗 and well wishes and look forward to ur reply in a few months time 😏😂 I’m kidding 😘]

No joke there 😅. It really was like that. Sorry 😅. A virtual hug and well wishes to you too, my dear K 😘.

Heyyy to you too, dear Anon 👋🏼😄. I'm still fighting to get healthy again, what about you?

You mean this?

Link: https://twitter.com/Camila_Cabello/status/662777249486237697.

@ alrenajou is private now and that's why the comment “I’ts camren yo” is no longer visible, but as you can see, Mila's response is still there.

Anyway, what do I think about it? I think that as I already explained in my Inauguration post (penultimate question), the sun and the moon have and have always had a special place in their hearts regardless of Camren and that therefore Mila simply explained this with that answer 🤷🏻‍♀️.

May 2024 bring a lot of happiness to you too, dear 🙃.

Hiii to you too, dear Anon 👋🏼😄. I've been better, what about you? Aww, I'm here, don't be sad 🥺. I missed you guys too 🥺.

I did and I was/am in love 😍. Tell your friend the snippet goes: “Can’t stop looking at her. Caught up in every curve. She knows she’s divine. I can’t take my eyes off her”. 😉

Hi to you too, dear Anon 👋🏼😄. I've been better, what about you?

Can I say it's both? 🤣 I'll explain myself better.

My story is based on true events that occurred from July 2016 onwards. It's based on the real them. Like, if I say that Camila likes a certain song, or that Lauren likes a specific food, or that they were wearing that dress, or that they did something specific during that day it's because it's true. It really happened and it's proven and “documented”. But it's obviously a fanfic, so I included things that didn't actually happen and fictional people that serve the purpose of the story. This is the AU part (for those who don't know what AU means: alternate universe/alternate timeline/alternative reality).

So, it's both? 🤣

Hi to you too, dear Anon 👋🏼😄. I've been better, what about you?

Taylor Swift is waaay more popular than either of them. Taylor Swift is pretty much the music industry, and yet, do you see her out and proud?

Some artists can come out, some can't. Many artists want to and can't for a million reasons which you can also go read in my PR stunt relationships - ɟ post. And then there are those who don't even want to do it and are super okay with that. Have you ever thought about that?

An advice, dear? Don't be so pressed about it. This is something that has been going on for years. If it happens, it will happen at the appropriate time for their careers and especially by choice in the case of those who don't wanna do it yet 💁🏻‍♀️.

P.S. Don't be so pressured about it especially because I know the truth, you know the truth, we know the truth, AND SHE KNOWS AND SAYS THE TRUTH: https://x.com/ijustshippeople/status/1793806403720618264?s=09&prefetchTimestamp=1716859323652 🎤🎶 This is for the gays and the girls and I'm both, thanks 🎶🎤

Alexa please play the post-chorus of We Know by Fifth Harmony 🤣.

Hi to you too, dear Anon 👋🏼😄. Thanks 🥰 and please don't be sad 🥺 I'm here and I missed you guys too.

Well, considering that queerbaiting is a marketing technique and strategy, literally a bait, the answer is yes, my dear. But it's movies (like in Pitch Perfect), TV shows (like in Supergirl), and the media in general that do it, not celebrities. It's the people behind the scenes like celebrity teams that do it, and it has existed for years. An example? When Madonna kissed Britney Spears and Christina Aguilera at the 2003 MTV VMAs (Madonna is queer but Britney and Christina are not). Do you really think it wasn't premeditated by their teams? It's been 20 years and it's still a “scandal” today. The term queerbaiting didn't even exist at the time, yet that's exactly what happened 💁🏻‍♀️.

As for Mila, why is this so upsetting to you? Aren't there those out there who believe that she's really been with all the PRs? Aren't there those who believe that she's gay but that Camren never existed? Or those who, as you also said, believe that she's straight? Or those who don't even like Camila in the first place? And who cares? Let people think what they want, dear Anon. We don't all think the same way. Everyone has an opinion, and it's also right that it is like that. There's no need to be upset or sad or angry about it. The important thing is what you think and what you believe. Fuck the rest.

Hi to you too, dear Anon 👋🏼😄. I've been better, what about you?

Let's put it this way. Has it ever happened to you that someone, like your mom, or a friend, or a sibling if you have one, was angry with you but wouldn't tell you why? I can picture a mom saying “you know what you did”, but you have absolutely no idea 🤣. And what did you do in those cases? You were trying to remember and understand what you did, right? What if you couldn't? You had to get them to tell you why otherwise you would've continued to rack your brain and they would've continued to be angry.

Another example. Four people, four friends. Person number one tells a funny secret of theirs to two of them but not to the third one. The two who know the secret are chatting and laughing among themselves when the third one arrives, who curious about their laughter, asks what they're talking about. The two tell the third that they can't tell because it's person number one's secret. How do you think person number three feels about this? Left out, hurt, angry, and can't do anything but fantasize about this secret because, literally, they don't know what it is.

Babies don't talk, but moms try to understand their needs through their sounds, facial expressions, and body gestures/movements. My dog doesn't talk, but she sure as hell barks, growls, howls, groans, and whines. Those besides her tail, ears, eyes, her facial expressions, and her body posture are all nonverbal ways to communicate with her hooman mom 😍.

Communicating is the most important way for human beings to express and exchange ideas and thoughts. Without it, misunderstandings, disagreements, fights, and so on arise. You can apply this to all kinds of relationships, not just romantic ones. So, what I'm trying to say with all this, is that no one can read minds. Camren are no different.

Ego, fears, insecurities, anxieties, constantly hurting one another, and other factors led to their closing up. But the problem wasn't only that they didn't open up to each other, but that they didn't talk at all. They didn't talk about their problems. And if they weren't talking, how could they understand what they were feeling or what they were thinking or what they needed or what was truly going on? It's normal that the not communicating has led them to close up and automatic to distancing. As they say, communication is the key.

I hope it makes sense now, my dear 😄, and to understand even better, you can go and read these analyses: Let Me Know (penultimate ask) -  Always Love & This Love (the last two asks) - Consequences (penultimate ask).

Hii to you too, dear Anon 👋🏼😄. I've been better, what about you?

No bother, dear, don’t worry I’m happy to help 😉. Let's start by explaining the fake relationship in detail. And sorry for all the links, but since Tumblr has limited the possibility of posting more than 30 pics, I have to adapt 😤.

So. The “story” with Austin Kevitch (July 5, 1991,*same year I was born* 30 years old when they started “dating”) lasted only 8 months. It was born thanks to Nicholas Galitzine (Cinderella) because “Austin asked him to set him up with Camila”, and this not-at-all organized introduction because her team wasn't also there no 🤨🤣, took place at Mila's 25th birthday party (https://images.app.goo.gl/SWii7EJAgrX4dJuAA he has the same outfit https://twitter.com/justmyneverland/status/1717430804861858155).

First spotting and first speculations on June 15, 2022, in LA (https://images.app.goo.gl/6XVQsBaHbvo8rV3N8).

As I explained in my PR stunt relationships - ɟ https://fa-by.tumblr.com/post/648193061847023616/pr-stunt-relationships-%C9%9F post: “To give the couple more credibility, also friends, family, and artists friends of the couple get involved many times”. Indeed, on July 3, 2022, they were on the beach in Miami with a bunch of their friends. The press however already tried to create a scandal with articles about “a mysterious man” (https://www.dailymail.co.uk/tvshowbiz/article-10978909/Camila-Cabello-goes-swim-hunky-mystery-man-beach-Coral-Gables.html). That was just a friend and Austin was there (she has the same swimsuit and earrings https://www.instagram.com/p/CkJHkKms_--/?igsh=MWlmcm1jM2pndGhsYg==). Just an excuse to get people talking more about her 🤷🏻‍♀️.

Usual mistakes that are made during PRs: on July 16, 2022, Austin was at a concert with his friends and a girl in particular (perhaps his real girlfriend) who he kissed during the evening (https://www.tiktok.com/@isleywalker23/video/7128998171874807045  &  https://www.instagram.com/p/Cgo6sMxAeiM/?igsh=bmJqbmI5YmxkdjRi).

On July 27, 2022, they were together at the after-party of the third season premiere of  HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL: THE MUSICAL (https://www.tiktok.com/@ccromancemusic/video/7125646229312244998).

On August 6, 2022, in San Diego with his friends (https://www.tiktok.com/@ccromancemusic/video/7129091570619403525?lang=it-IT).

On August 7, 2022, in LA. Actual official confirmation of their ‘story’ from the press (https://images.app.goo.gl/LyvKAcnbbAeXfhEc6)

On September 17, 2022, at the Coldplay concert (she was the opening act) in Bogota, Colombia (https://www.youtube.com/shorts/VYgsBRt4Lro). They weren't alone tho. In the video you can also very well see Sandra and Marielle (her friends who, like her parents, were with her for the whole tour and who saw the concert with them and whom she introduced to Dua Lipa), Patrick (makeup artist), and Gian Mitchell (her manager).

On September 20, 2022, arrived in Santiago, Chile, for the tour with the Coldplay (still cause she was the opening act) (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T0cBtgzYzak). And on the afternoon of the 22nd at the Mall Casa Costanera Center (https://www.fmdos.cl/musica/camila-cabello-en-chile-va-a-un-reconocido-mall-y-regala-entradas/).

On November 19, 2022, via Austin's sister's instastory: https://www.instagram.com/p/ClKHhXmM0J0/?igsh=cDlwM2JrMDh3ajJq.

On November 21, 2022, in LA when Mila duetted Liar with BLACKPINK's Jisoo (https://www.koreaboo.com/news/blackpink-jisoo-rose-jennie-lisa-camila-cabello-liar-born-pink-world-tour-unseen-footage-interaction-collaboration/), and in addition to some members of Mila's team, his friend and Lox Club co-founder Alec Lorraine was also there with them (https://www.instagram.com/jisooyaachu/reel/ClLLkhlgCT_/).

On November 17, 2022, out for dinner in LA (https://www.justjared.com/2022/11/18/camila-cabello-boyfriend-austin-kevitch-spotted-on-rare-outing-they-could-barely-control-their-laughter-photos/).

And lastly, during the trip to Africa with her family in early January 2023 (https://twitter.com/WWCamilaCabello/status/1611479321251663880). Last time seen together before the breakup.

End announced on February 15, 2023, via the newsletter of the Lox Club itself, which he owns:

Ended because “they couldn't balance their relationship with their schedules”.

Now, you said [I know you will say it’s PR but I don’t understand how…from what I have seen it was pretty low-key compared to Shawn’s and Matthew’s.]

Yes, it was PR, you can already tell by the fact that their pics are marked with Backgrid, and yes, it was pretty low-key because it had to be. The one with Matryoshka was pushed a bit more than this one, first of all, because it was her first one as an adult outside of 5H, and second of all, because it was supposed to represent her “first love” and her “first relationship”. The one with Shrimp, well 🤣, the friends-to-lovers crap. It's not comparable with anything because it's and will be for quite some time “her most important love story”. In Snape's voice (in Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix during the legilimens spell): “I may vomit” 🙄.

The PR with Austin, again, was pretty low-key because it had to be. It had to be out there to get people talking just enough (I indeed don't think you knew all those details), but not completely in our faces. Something else had to continue to be in our faces. One of two reasons for this PR: Shawn Mendes Shall Menstruated.

Every headline or directly in the articles, every news always included his name: …before her relationship with Shawn Mendes – Shawn Mendes who? – …she moved on from her ex-Shawn Mendes – Shawn, are you okay? – …following her breakup from longtime boyfriend Shawn Mendes – What will Shawn Mendes think about… – Shawn Shawn Shawn Shawn Shawn Shawn Shawn Shawn FOR FUCK’S SAKE!! 🤨😑😒🙄

And indeed, what happened to the breakup with Austin? More news bombardments. And right after that? Coachella 🤢🤮 arm-in-arm with ‘June Gloom’.

ShitMila was all over our faces again on April 14, 2023 (until June 7, 2023, official news released by The Sun; luckily only 1 month and 24 days). On April 12, 2023, Mila recorded a snippet titled ‘CC JUNE GLOOM 041223b’ which she later posted on IG on April 19, 2023, and deleted a few hours later. The caption itself said 4.12, meaning April 12th when she recorded it as I just said. Of course that was the BIG confirmation that she was referring to Shitto. And then, among other things, where’s the logic of June Gloom in April? Does it even have any logic? Like their entire PR, nope.

Anyway, I told you the first reason for the PR with Austin. Now I'll explain the second one: attention and publicity. Again, as I explained in my PR stunt relationships - ɟ post: “A PR stunt relationship is nothing more than a PUBLICITY STUNT, as the word itself implies, aimed to get people and media attention”.

Imagine the various news as accessories to staying relevant. I can give you lots of examples, even quite recent ones:

Camila Cabello debuts red hair for the KU LO SA remix. Camila Cabello was seen stepping into sex shop Adam & Eve in West Hollywood. Camila Cabello and Drake papped together. Camila Cabello shared a new Instagram video showing off her new unrecognizable platinum blonde hair. Camila Cabello tried multiple hair colors and wigs before she settled on blonde. While walking the Met Gala red carpet, Camila Cabello shared her $22.5K handcrafted ice block purse and her gown, which Vogue reports weighed 15 pounds and was encrusted with 250,000 Swarovski crystals. Camila Cabello & Lil Nas X throw condoms at a gay bar to promote their new collaboration.

All that, all of it, is an ‘accessory’ to get people talking about her. To publicize HER first and foremost and to promote something else at the same time. Like, the sex toy shop example was an example to publicize only her as a person in general. A silly scoop to get the public talking about her. Why? Because it happened in January 2022 and she wasn't promoting anything at that time.

Why would something like that be used to publicize her, you may be wondering? Because a silly scoop like that, or another one like the platinum blond reveal she did before she even started the promo for I LUV IT, makes her stay relevant. Those types of publicity are purposely made to get the public to talk about celebrities and stay in their mouths even when they're not doing anything inherent in their careers. A way that seems stupid but that is actually very effective in ensuring that people don't ‘forget’ about them but keep up with them and their lives. Different, on the other hand, from the examples that serve to publicize her and something else at the same time, that is those for the songs KU LO SA and HE KNOWS in those examples. Those are more targeted.

Her PR with Austin was nothing more than another accessory like these. Again, low-key because it had to be, and because it was a light PR that was meant to contribute to the ‘love’ visibility and the promotion of some projects. I'll explain better.

[Also why she was in a relationship with him right after like with Shawn.] She didn't indeed. Almost 7 months passed.

Mila and Shapeless Mentality officially broke up on November 17, 2021. Since then, in addition to small projects, collaborations, brand promotion, events, and other non-major things, Mila was busy with the promotion of Familia (April 8, 2022) for pretty much the entire 2022. In between the continuation of the promotion of Familia and the start of the filming of The Voice, bam, Austin entered the scene. Precisely in the middle of these events: Wango Tango 2022, June 4, 2022 – Austin, June 15, 2022 – The Voice, start of filming on June 23, 2022.

Austin was the accessory she needed to get people talking about her love life in the midst of promoting all the other projects Mila had throughout the year. A small push in promoting Familia, The Voice, collaborations, and other small projects with brands aside, but above all, a way to create yet another fake narrative ‘she's moving on with someone else’ by always keeping Sandalwood in the mind of the public. Same thing with him in reverse btw: Shon Mentos with his cult Jocelyne Miranda, 51-year-old chiropractor to the stars, and with singer and actress Sabrina Carpenter.

They were basically making preparations for their return. These little side PRs of theirs, served their own PR (ShitMila). The fucked-up bullshit of the bullshit: “they realized how special their love story was and wanted to try again”. A reminder for the public to remember that they did try with other people, but no one else was comparable. Excuses and justifications for the narrative of their ‘story’ and their future songs to hide their real private lives.

I hope I've helped you understand how now, my dear Anon 🙃.

The link in the ask for those who want to see it: https://indepreneur.io/articles/5-reasons-never-sign-record-deal/

Hi to you too, dear Anon 👋🏼😄.

I can help you with 2 posts I wrote about the topic (read them in order): How the music world works and this one.

After reading the second post (come back here and read this 😄), I can add that:

X-Factor contracts usually have a duration ranging from 6-7 years minimum, to 9-10 years maximum. Through the individual contracts signed in the semi-final week (December 12/13, 2012), Syco obtained the exclusive right to sign a recording contract with Fifth Harmony. Connecting to those signed contracts, on January 17, 2013, 5H officially signed the contract as group members with Syco in collaboration with Epic (both Sony), to which Simco Ltd. gave the exclusive licensing rights for 5 albums that they should've completed in the duration of those 10 years (2012-2022). A 5-album deal is a 4+1. This means that a label has the ability to collect 4 studio albums (LPs), and the +1 could also be considered an EP.

Due to the 5-album agreement that 5H should’ve completed in the duration of what we fans initially hoped would be either 6 or 7 years (2012-2018 or 2019), it was believed that, initially the years would be 6 and therefore Better Together, Reflection, 7/27, Fifth Harmony (self-titled), and Camila (self-titled) were the end of that deal, and that the release of Camila (self-titled) completed the 4 contracted LPs. This meant that the girls were free from their group obligations with Epic/Syco and could either disband or go on hiatus, and pursue their personal options with other labels. But despite this being the case because on March 19, 2018, the group decided to take an indefinite hiatus to pursue solo projects, none of the 4 girls (LAND) released an LP.

Fast forward to a year later, we saw the first LAND member release something other than a single and a collaboration: an EP. The release of Dinah Jane 1 released on April 19, 2019, made people believe that the years of that agreement were actually 7 also because Romance was published the same year. It was therefore believed that Reflection, 7/27, Fifth Harmony (self-titled), Camila (self-titled), and Romance were the end of that deal and that Romance had completed the 5 contracted LPs because Better Together wasn't considered the +1 by the labels.

Fast forward again to 5H's 10th anniversary and therefore the 10-year (2012-2022) X-Factor contract, and none of LAND released an LP yet. But, Mila released Familia and left Epic Records that same year, which makes me think that that deal didn't even count Fifth Harmony (self-titled) as an LP when they renegotiated the terms for Camila's exit from 5H.

For those who don't know, among the various renegotiations made in March 2015 after Mila turned 18 there were:

1) the designation of Roger Gold as her manager and also as her attorney,

2) the abandonment of the FIFTH HARMONY PARTNERSHIP brand (explained in the second link),

3) the renegotiation of her original contract by signing a solo deal for music, distribution, and management also with Sony. The contract basically implied the same things as the one she signed with Syco Entertainment in 2013 (which I remind you that only she and Lauren signed – they could make music both individually and together with the group). Since then, Mila was under Syco Entertainment and Sony Music Entertainment, and Syco Music and Epic Records with Fifth Harmony, which were all owned by Sony in the first place anyway.

So this means that that new contract, not only stipulated that Mila would’ve stayed only one more year in the group as we already know, but that it was a 3-album solo contract that would’ve completed 5H's original deal for the 5 X-Factor contract's LPs. As a result of all this, 5H's original contract of 5-album (4+1) considered these as the 5 LPs: Reflection and 7/27 as a group, and Camila (self-titled), Romance, and Familia on Camila's part. Fifth Harmony (self-titled) was basically just an exit deal for LAND in the contract they re-signed as a quartet in 2017 with Sony Music.

In 2023 and therefore 10 years after the signing on January 17, 2013, none of LAND released an LP yet, but since after Familia and Camila's public exit from Epic in September 2022, all 5 of them are presumably free from any contractual restrictions they had with X-Factor and Epic musically speaking. Even though we had no LPs, we were still fed and the girls were all on the move: 1) Mila with Trolls 3, Rob Peace, and the album recording, 2) Laur with her second EP and the album recording, 3) Dinah with 3 songs (one of which with Ally) and the album recording, 4) Mani with Freaky Tales' end of shooting  (in January 2023) and the album recording (she was also far too busy, rightly so, taking care of her parents who both had cancer), 5) Ally with a single, the Christmas EP, and the album recording despite having a complete and ready Spanish one but which is now in the vault.

Fast forward again to the present, 2024. Surprise-surprise, Laur, Dinah, and Ally are completing their LPs, Mani's ready to release Dopamine, her first LP, and Mila's ready to release C, XOXO, her fourth LP.

2023 basically served all 5 of them as a reorganization and a planning for their future, but LAND were already free to release LPs. They're ready now.

I hope I've helped you, my dear, and I hope you are well too 🙃.

Hiii to you too, dear Anon 👋🏼😄. I hope you're good too and about your ask, sure 😉.

So. I LUV IT ft. Playboi Carti released on March 27, 2024, is the first single for her fourth LP: C, XOXO. It's a hyperpop/experimental pop song and it samples Lemonade by Gucci Mane and interpolates Cockiness (Love It) by my queen RiRi (Rihanna). The studio recording with Carti was completed on Dec 17, 2023: (Carti's instastory)

Let me tell you something, this song was meant to shock. She pulled a Yes, and? and it worked 😎. For those of you who don't know what I'm referring to by that, I meant that Yes, and? was Ariana Grande's single for her album Eternal Sunshine and it's a diva house/dance-pop song, which was a different and unexpected genre especially then comparing it to the rest of the songs in the album when it was later released. It's a great song, but if it weren't for the concept that connects to two other songs, it would have nothing to do with the rest of the album musically and sonically speaking. It was a calculated idea to make it different from the rest. It's very smart and it's a good strategy for both a comeback and an album. I feel like I LUV IT is exactly the same thing. An impactful comeback was needed and this, together with the platinum blonde and the new era in general, served the purpose. The song was meant to be talked about for better or for worse. And guess what? Mission accomplished 😜.

This song is not for everyone. There are those who loved it right away, those who hated it and still do, and there are those who hated it and then slowly loved it. In reality, most people hated it and then loved it 🤣. I personally didn't hate it but I didn't love it right from the start either, not gonna lie. I just liked it 🤷🏻‍♀️. But after the third listen? Bouncing ass, tongue out, aaaand I luv it, I luv it, I luv it, I luv it, I luv it, I luv it, I luv it 🤣!! This song is definitely a grower! The more you listen to it, the more you become addicted to it 😍.

But anyway. Unlike the video, the lyrics talk about sex. So let's get started. Oh and, of course, I won't include Carti's mumbled Atlanta rap or as his fans say, the Cartinese, simply because he wrote his part.

***Btw, I can no longer listen to Carti’s “Oh, you on the road now? - Oh, you grown now? - Oh, you too grown now” without bursting out laughing 🤦🏻‍♀️🤣. I can't help but hear Nas' imitation of Carti's voice in the HE KNOWS music video🤣🤣🤣. For me, those three sentences have now become just one repeated X3: “Oh, you on the floor now” 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣***

Oh oh oh, last thing before starting. If you're a prude, LEAVE NOW. Skip the whole lyric analysis and go straight to the music video analysis. The song is about sex like I just said and I therefore won't hold back from explaining certain things, okay? I warned you 🙋🏻‍♀️. I don't wanna see complaints in the comments as happened years ago. Thank you.

Song

Verse 1:

“Supersonic, in your orbit”

So, supersonic. One word from which two derive: super and sonic. Super: above the rest, better than the rest. Sonic: derived from the Latin ‘sonus’ which means sound. Super-sound. Basically a loud noise, a sound/sonic boom that (the actual meaning of supersonic:) breaks the acoustic barrier by traveling at a speed faster than the one of sound. A flight can be supersonic. As well as a missile and even a gun bullet.

An orbit is an ever-changing path one object in space takes around another. An unscientific example? A dog with its favorite toy often orbits their owner insistently because they want to play with them. Speaking from personal experience here 🤣.

***Oh and, lil fun fact. In prostitution specifically, orbit was, and perhaps still is, a code word for oral sex***

Ultimately, “Supersonic, in your orbit” means that Mila is this supersonic boom, this let's even say supersonic shock that orbits around her prey. As I've said many other times in my analysis, Mila likes to use wordplay in her songs and this is basically her artistic way of explaining sexual provocation. She's provoking her target.

“And I’m bad, diabolic”

It's giving intense energy and mischief out of the ordinary 😜. She knows she's good at it (provocation). She has a goal (to sleep with her) and succeeds because we have the aftermath of her intent in the next sentence.

“Bottle rocket, on the carpet”

Her favorite lyrics because many people didn't grasp the meaning 🤣. Definition of bottle rocket: a firework typically consisting of a cylindrical case that is partly filled with combustible material and fastened to a guiding stick which may be placed in a bottle to control the direction of the rocket's launch.

In this case, in sex, bottle rocket is the representation of cuming hard in an explosive way.

Rockets have a phallic shape, so the first thing that's assumed here is that it's the sperm that's on the carpet, also because the song acts as straight 🙄, but where's the deception? Even girls can give someone a bottle rocket. How? By being an explosion and not a normal female cum orgasm, with female ejaculation also known as squirting.

Ergo, she's talking about herself. This song is not about sex with a guy and I can even prove that with the next sentence.

“Threw it back and he caught it”

Round two, doggy-style position. Movements: “Threw it back” her ass “and she caught it” with the hands by placing it directly back on the face aka mouth-tongue (clue about the lil fun fact I mentioned earlier) or by directing the entrance of the cave of wonders on the dildo (since Camren loves toys so much 😜🤣🤭). But, given the “he” because, again, the song acts as straight 🙄, the meaning should make you think of the guiding on the dick. But no. As I said before, I can prove it.

When guys cum, it literally takes them a while before they can go again. Some need 10/15 minutes, others hours or directly the next day because they literally physically can't. It's rare anyway that they manage to go beyond the second round (unless they're in the midst of adolescence and are like 14/15 years old 🤣), and those who miraculously can make it, also last very little and their cum is also very little. And mind you, I'm not saying these things to belittle men. I'm not making anything up. It's the pure truth. Not only have I experienced it myself (cause yes, hi 👋🏼, I've been with my gf for 3 years but I'm bisexual and I've had relationships before her), but these are facts that you can even look up if you don't believe me.

It's obviously not the same for all guys and they're all different, but us girls literally need 5 seconds or nothing at all to recover, and we don't have limits like they do. Unlike males, we females can have multiple orgasms. Sexual arousal and orgasm are possible again right away. So no. It's impossible she was talking about a guy.

If she was really talking about a guy, it's impossible that immediately after his Bottle rocket, on the carpet (yet another proof that Mila was talking about her cuming, her squirting) he didn't need some enough available time for round two (Threw it back and he caught it). Let’s move on 💪🏼.

“I go soprano, baby, go down low”

Soprano in music is the highest note, so in this case, going soprano means she's screaming with pleasure. And in her euphoric state, she guides her partner back down there into her buried treasure.

“And when he leads, I gotta follow”

The movements. Like in dance. In partner dancing, there are those who lead and those who follow. They're designed roles to facilitate the movements. The one who leads manages the body of the one who follows and decides the dance steps and direction of travel from time to time.

The thing that makes me laugh about this part is the “when he leads”. “When” 🤣🤣🤣. Because she's the top and she's the one who leads most of the time because Laur's the bottom (even though they're both also switch) so when Lo leads, when, sometimes, occasionally, I gotta follow 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣. Oh Mila 🤦🏻‍♀️🙈🤣.

“I’m blackin’ out, I’m on a spiral”

She feels out of control (spiral) because the ending is so beautiful that it almost makes her lose consciousness (blackin’ out).

“I need you now and tomorrow”

And forever.

I’d also like to add a deeper meaning of sex to I’m blackin’ out, I’m on a spiral – I need you now and tomorrow. Although she said the song is about sex, she also said:

“Part of that cocktail is also the emotional drama between you and that person, and the chaos and butterflies and nerves and passion. It’s unsustainable and not peaceful and exhausting, but also, I LUV IT.” – “Now I feel kind of lonely and small and weird, but at the same time, I’m an adult and I feel so strong in other areas of my life, but not this one. There’s just the wrestling of those feelings without it being kind of neat or in a box. You can’t really say that it’s a sad song, you can’t really pin it down. It’s just kind of me wrestling with these feelings and me kind of being really present on a particular feeling and exploring it. I feel like a lot of songs on the album are that”.

So going deeper, “I’m blackin’ out, I’m on a spiral” indicate her anxiety. Being on a spiral or simply spiraling, is an emotional state that rapidly worsens in a way that becomes increasingly difficult to control and often leads to short-term periods of anxiety or depression. Aka her OCD gets triggered. Which by the way, I remind you that for her leads to obsessions and repetitive thoughts. And in a certain way, we can also see it in the repetition of the same phrase in the chorus.

So here she's saying: 1) I’m blackin’ out, aka I'm going crazy, I'm freaking out (connection/thing that reminds me a lot of “Am I out of my head? Am I out of my mind?” Bad Things [analysis here (eleventh ask)]) 2) I’m on a spiral, aka I'm anxious, distressed, worried, fearful. Why? Because I don't wanna lose you aka 3): I need you now and tomorrow. This alludes to the desire for connection and intimacy that goes beyond sex.

Both meanings (sexual and deeper) however indicate the intensity of her uncontrollable and erratic emotions towards as she said “that person” Lauren. But she doesn't care. “It’s unsustainable and not peaceful and exhausting, but also, I…?” She…? She what? Sing it all together🎤🎵🎶👇🏼👇🏼👇🏼:

Chorus:

“I luv it, I luv it, I luv it, I luv it

I luv it, I luv it, I luv it

I luv it, I luv it, I luv it, I luv it

I luv it, I luv it, I luv it

I luv it, I luv it, I luv it, I luv it

I luv it, I luv it, ooh

I luv it, I luv it, I luv it, I luv it

I luv it, I luv it, I luv it”

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7…...

27.   27……

27 times, huh? 😜 What a wonderful coincidence! 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 of all the numbers, precisely the 27. Would you look at that 🤣🤣.

No seriously tho. The words have to fit and respect the tempo of the song, but coincidence or not it's still funny for me 🤭.

Post-Chorus 1:

“Lemons on the chain with the V-cuts (X2)

Lemons in their face, watch ’em freeze up (x2)”

This part was sampled from the song Lemonade by Gucci Mane. Lemons are basically yellow diamonds (known as Canary Diamonds) cut/engraved in the shape of the letter V (an expensive method of cutting diamonds).

The meaning behind that would be that people would “freeze up” in shock at seeing this display of wealth and success, these lemons/diamonds, “in their face”s. They're oh so surprised and intimidated that they even freeze up for this luxury lifestyle thrown in their faces.

Umm………. 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 Do we really care? Of that? Okay 🤣. About something she didn't even write? Something that she literally took copied and pasted into the song? Pfft, okay. Can we move on? Thank you 🤣.

Verse 2:

“Super twisted, sick addicted”

Twisted: someone who's mentally or emotionally unhealthy or disturbed: sick. -> Sick addicted: someone who's unable to stop doing something as a habit. Ergo, she's saying that she likes/enjoys it a lot and wants to spend as much time as possible doing what they're doing: sex.

Nonsexual meaning: She's using strong words to describe not only herself but also what their relationship is like. They may be twisted, and addicted, and toxic, and all the other things we've seen in their songs, but no matter what, she/they LUV IT, cause they luuuv each other.

“Kiss me hard, someday you’ll miss this”

A dig for all those times they break up or take breaks.

“Meteor shower, in your power”

What's a meteor shower?

The meteor shower is nothing other than what we commonly call shooting stars. These are obviously not stars, but meteors. Meteors are the aftermath of asteroids and comets that ORBITATED the SUN.

Asteroids (celestial bodies composed of rocky bodies) and comets (celestial bodies composed of frozen gases) become meteoroids when they fragment. In turn, meteoroids ignite and disintegrate when they enter our solar system, becoming meteors, ergo shooting stars. Those that don't disintegrate and manage to touch the earth's ground instead become meteorites.

How does a meteor shower happen?

The meteor shower happens when the earth, in its ORBIT around the SUN, crosses an area in which fragments of rock and dust (meteoroids) lost from a comet or an asteroid (celestial bodies made of rock, dust, and ice coming from the outermost areas of the solar system) are concentrated. When an asteroid and a comet heat up as they pass close to the sun, they reach such temperatures that they fragment even more (meteoroids) and when these very tiny fragments enter our atmosphere, they ignite and burn due to friction by generally developing tails, luminous trails (shooting stars) until they vaporize or leave debris (meteorites) behind.

Lil fun fact: some meteorites found on earth come from the MOON 🤭🤣. Most come from destroyed comets and asteroids, but some come from Mars or the moon.

So, after this compelling little science lesson, I can explain what Mila means by “Meteor shower, in your power”.

It's very simple actually. A meteor shower is a celestial event. She's comparing their sex to this astronomical phenomenon, the “Meteor shower”. The “in your power” is due to the fact that Lo’s the one who’s leading as we saw in “And when he leads, I gotta follow” in the first verse.

“Seein’ stars, oh my God”

The retina sends light signals to the brain by making sparks, stars, or flashes of light appear in the visual field. When does this happen? It usually has to do with the head. You've made a movement too fast, like standing up suddenly, or you've been hit on the head, or you're about to lose consciousness, etc. These are all negative aspects, but we're talking about something positive here. Sex.

This amazing sex (Meteor shower), this second round (Threw it back and she caught it), brings her to another orgasm (maybe even another Bottle rocket 🤷🏻‍♀️😏) during which she feels so bewildered, so dizzy, and she experiences this very surreal feeling that overwhelmed her by even Seein’ stars during it. Seein’ stars: to climax, to achieve orgasm.

This can very well be connected with ““I’m blackin’ out, I’m on a spiral” She feels out of control (spiral) because the ending is so beautiful that it almost makes her lose consciousness (blackin’ out)” that I explained earlier.

Oh and, the “oh my God” was her, um 🤣, comment, to express that ending if it wasn't already obvious enough 🤣.

Bridge:

“Slow down, baby”

All of Playboi Carti's “Uh, uh, uh, uh” before Mila's “Slow down, baby”, at least to me, indicate the thrust of the act. Again, he “sings” them to prove the song is straight 🙄, but we know the truth. Anyway. The “Slow down, baby” means exactly that. Either Mila's settling down from the end of round two and needs a tiny bit more time to go as fast as they were going before, or she simply wants this third round to go at a slower pace than the previous one, or better yet, Slow down, baby like in ‘stop, it's my turn now’ (to lead).

Another proof that this doesn't talk about sex with a guy. As I said before, it's rare for guys to get beyond 2 rounds, so let alone a third one 🤣. Sorry, not sorry, but it's literally the truth 🤣.

And that's it. I luv the fact that Camila's lyrics in this song talk about sex but she uses words that still perfectly capture the magnetic attraction between the two of them. I luv how she's quite unapologetic about it. And I LUUUV how she also used these cosmic references in general, but above all, how they anyway hide in a certain way the two important celestial bodies in our sky and solar system: their representation, aka the moon and the sun.

Now let's move on to the music video where everything that could go wrong happens 👍🏼🤣. What is she trying to convey here? Let's find out.

Music video

Opening scene. A Robin Hood wannabe who takes coins from his pocket.

Three empty stationary police cars in a driveway while an aspiring lumberjack cop is, for what initially appears to be, cutting down a tree to prepare for winter.

KhaleesiMila enters the scene 5 seconds before she starts singing. She looks like she just came back home from the night before given her outfit and her slightly messy hair. But not her makeup. The makeup is perfect of course because it's still a music video 😉.

She enters the kitchen with a chocolate cake in one hand while with the other she nonchalantly tosses her heels in a spot where it's very usual for us girls to leave them 🤣: at the doorway or in the bedroom on the kitchen counter. She starts singing and eating a piece of chocolate cake at the same time.

At the same moment as the first bite of the cake, we have a really well-done perfect transition of her spitting her mouthguard out in a somewhat snobbish but challenging and provocative way because she's ready to fight against a professional female wrestler.

Soon after we have a 3-second split shot of her chewing the cake in the kitchen again and her and Carti in the gas station, before cutting to a long one where we have the reappearance of the archer from the opening scene.

From this moment on, all the small shots, the little introductions that we initially had, are explained a little bit more extensively with longer scenes and shots. Still messy 🤣, but longer.

Hospital part 1

Now that we see the surroundings, we notice how Legolas wannabe is in the corridor of a hospital and that the coins he took from his pocket in the opening scene, he needed them to get something like a chocolate bar from the vending machine. After taking it, he walks back to a white-dressed Mila who's sitting with an arrow in her heart.

A flash passed before my eyes and for a moment I was back in 2019. Why? Liar. The cover art picture of the song portrays her as an angel with wings. Camila explained that Cupid strikes her with his bow to make her fall from heaven and unmask her, by making her not so angelic anymore because she's actually a liar who's hiding something, that is a secret [hmm, I wonder which one 😏😎🤫🤐🤣]. This whole story created for the song inspired the visual for the entire album Romance (whole album inspired by the surrealism of a museum of love stories in heaven).

So I asked myself, what is this? A connection to Romance but direct to Liar? No. I'd say more that she paid homage to it since even though the lyrics are about sex, the ideology of the video is about their toxic relationship and how she knows it's toxic but she LUVs IT anyway.

Anyhow, I guess that at the arrow in the heart scene, you all thought that the Green Arrow wannabe was Cupid. Same thing here, mostly because of the connection with Liar. I initially thought: “Oooh, it's Cupid! Cupid shot her with his arrow, ergo she's in love. But she's lovesick, and because of this the hospital: love - sick”. Then I saw the whole scene (plus the ending which I'll explain, well, at the end 🤣) and I realized: “Nope. Not Cupid. Not Cupid at all. Hi, Lauren 👋🏼”.

***Let's be clear. This is a music video. A creative and imaginative way of portraying objects, people, and scenarios in general. Yes, it's Camila's POV, but Lauren isn't that bitchy and dickish in real life. Okay? Every artist does it. It's art. Literally, as the word implies.***

So, back to the scene. Rewind. Lauren Hawkeye wannabe takes the candy bar from the vending machine and goes back to Mila. *This is the point where I got to before.* He doesn't even look at her. He just sits. Contrary to her who follows him with her gaze as he sits down and she also turns her head to look at him one more time before looking straight ahead.

That chocolate bar or whatever the fuck it is, it's not even for her. He took it for himself without even having the thought of taking it for her or taking something for her as well. I mean he's like, he's there for her. He went with her and he accompanied her also because he hit her with an arrow. Like yeah, we know that. We can see that. But even though he's there for her, he at the same time doesn't acknowledge or address her at all. He's just there. Present and not. Waiting for her turn.

While she, even smiles with her mouth closed as he's returning to her, but it's a smile I'd say forced. A kind of smile that masks how uncomfortable she feels. It's a wan smile that shows no energy or enthusiasm. It's a stoical ‘grin-and-bear-it because you're used to it after all’ kind of expression. That smile alone makes you understand how ‘normal’ this situation is for her. She's so used to it that it's a standard routine for her. It doesn't come as a surprise.

In a situation like this one, in a hospital, with an arrow in the chest/heart, anger or pain or both reactions are what you expect to be shown by her. But no. She's just there. Waiting for her turn.

Meaning behind this? The arrow in the heart represents a metaphorical way to express the idea that love can be both powerful and overwhelming, capable of causing joy and pain in equal measure. In this case however, the arrow in the heart doesn't represent a tender sweet and romantic symbol of Cupid and Valentine's Day. It represents a heart-piercing emotional pain. In this case, that arrow is nothing more than a heart-stopping arrow through the heart.

Fight & Dogs

In the next scene we have the professional female wrestler again. Like when she spat her mouthguard out in the opening brief shot, Mila continues to have this defiant attitude *she’s so hot there btw 🤤🥵*. She shows herself as very self-confident with this superior aura and this cockiness that gives off an ‘I can kick your ass’ vibe. All of this flies out the window the moment the wrestler makes her move against her and Mila shits in her pants and starts running away 🤣.

At the same time that she starts running, we have another perfect transition of a running dog. Then we have another very brief shot of her continuing to eat the cake in the kitchen, before alternating the fight with the wrestler and not just one dog running randomly, but her being chased by no less than three dogs 🤣.

These two scenes are connected on the part of running for your life. Literally as far as the dogs are concerned 🤣. And speaking of the dogs, the scene represents the danger and risks of being in love with someone. It represents all the feelings of chaos that go along with it. It represents feeling afraid and helpless with a constant internal battle of anxiety and fear. Being chased by dogs is stressful, scary, and unpleasant, BUT, it's even adrenaline-pumping and the depiction of it, is basically like an excited nightmare that represents not knowing where things are leading. Running into the unknown. She's scared but she does it anyway because the journey is electrifying.

Going back and talking about the scene with the wrestler, the running scared to avoid the actual physical fight is the representation of avoiding the confrontation. And that's something we know Mila does thanks to both her and Lauren. We also know this because in 2016 she herself said that she avoids conflicts with people. It's a vice/bad habit that she's always had.

BUT, no matter how much she tries to run away and avoid this confrontation, it always happens. Sooner or later, she eventually always finds herself having to face the problem unwillingly or not. The representation of this in the video is when she's captured. We actually see this section almost at the end of the video after Carti’s “🎵tursin-eh-oh-and-halloh-eh-halloh-eh-halloh-I'm out o-controool🎵” 🤣🤣🤣. We see the wrestler chasing and catching Mila, which leads to the headlock wrestling move.

Now let's talk about this section with the headlock that we see both at the end and currently in the first chorus of the part of the video where we are. Specifically this one here. We see several headlocks in sequence, but the one I want to focus on is the second one, where the wrestler is enacting the chokehold with only one arm.

*HA! GAAAAAAAAY! meme*

Like, umm… 🤭 The way you caress her arm and look at her, and the way you sing “I luv it” with your tongue sticking out in that seductive way 🔥 I mean... Mila, honey…😏 I see you! 🤣

No wonder in the BTS of the video she said: “I've been the most excited for this scene all day”. Hmm 🤔, I wonder why is that 🤣🤣🤣. Just as I'm not surprised by the other clue she gave in the interview with Bru On The Radio when talking about the scene: “It's like a little homoerotic. It's cool! But um- * she bursts out laughing by looking to the side* -yeah”.

Homoerotic: 1) (especially of art, literature, drama, or the like) using symbolism, allusions, situations, etc., that invoke sexual attraction or activity between people of the same gender. Example: There's definitely some homoerotic subtext in that book. 2) having sexual attraction to people of one's own sex or gender, especially when that attraction is repressed. Example: To say a man has a “streak of lavender” means that he has homoerotic desires. 3) relating or involving sexual activity between people of the same sex. Specifically: marked by, revealing, or portraying sexual desire between people of the same sex.

I have nothing else to add, Your Honor. I have nothing else to add 😎🤣.

No but seriously now. She doesn't act that way during the other headlocks. In those, she tries to fight back and somehow defend herself by trying to free herself. We see her react in a rather normal way to that type of situation. But in that particular hold? Nope 🤣. We can see how much she likes it. How attracted and aroused she is. The reactions she has during the other headlocks represent her external side, what really happens and what she lets see. While in that particular one, we see the toxicity of what happens in her inner part. The “I luv it” to the choking which on a larger scale, represents her toxicity in loving the pain. Even though they're fighting and she hates the confrontation and is in pain, she LUVs IT anyway because she luvs HER.

***Mind you that this is only an additional representation and seen in a more generic way. I don't see it as fitting to the theme of the music video as much as the one I've already explained to you now.*** A broader meaning could also be the representation of how the love for Lauren is so strong that she can't fight it. We've seen this other times in the lyrics of songs like This Love [analysis here (the penultimate ask)] and Señorita [analysis here (the last ask)] where Mila was having an inner struggle because, on the one hand, she wanted to protect her feelings, and on the other, she couldn't resist her. Ergo, the scene where she tries to fight this love, the professional wrestler, but she loses and thus is ultimately defeated.

House

Next scene we have her continuing to eat the chocolate cake plus this guy who comes in and rides around her house on his motorcycle and she does nothing.

Let's dwell for a moment on her eating.

Where have we seen something like this before (besides the reality of everyday life)? In every damn movie and TV show since forever 🤣. Someone is sad for some X reason like they had a fight with someone, or they're going through a breakup, and what do they do? They eat either something chocolate or ice cream. 90% of the time it's something chocolate related. Why? Because when consumed, it releases endorphins in the brain that produce a mild feeling of euphoria by mimicking the feeling of being in love. This is why chocolate is called the love drug. It gives comfort and joy and when we're down, we emotionally crave chocolate because we're unsatisfied with something.

Her eating chocolate cake in this case is an indication of unsatisfied desires and emotional needs.

Now let's go back to the guy with the motorcycle. He's destroying everything in his path and she's simply there, munching on her cake unbothered. He's causing a mess but she doesn't even try to stop him. She doesn't get angry, she doesn't scream, nothing. And why? Because as I said before by talking about that type of smile in the hospital, this situation is ‘normal’ for her. She doesn't react simply because she's used to it. The chaos of their relationship doesn't surprise her also because, I mean, it's been years and years.

The house depicts her head and what happens in it. Him destroying the house is a representation of how she sees his bringing chaos into her life and their relationship. On a deeper level, her not reacting to the destruction of the house represents the fact that she's so in love that she ignores bad and toxic behaviors. The whole scene represents the toxicity and destruction that a relationship can bring into your life but you keep trying because you LUV IT. Lauren brings love, happiness, passion, euphoria, but she also brings chaos which also encompasses mess, confusion, disarray, whether all good or bad. We also saw this type of example in the lyrics of Consequences [analysis here (penultimate ask)].

Successively we have a mix of scenes, among which are the cop one of the opening scene, the car one, and the bathroom one.

Palm tree

We can finally see that this aspiring lumberjack cop is chopping this palm tree because Camila is on top of it.

Now, I have two interpretations for this. The palm tree represents Lauren/their toxic love in both interpretations.

N° 1, she's stuck on the tree. Being stuck represents her way of saying that there's no way out of their toxic relationship even though someone (represented by the cop) or more than someone (since there are 3 police cars even though we only see one cop) tries to get her out of this situation.

N° 2, the one I see as the most truthful, the most right one. She's not stuck on the tree. Mila is Walzing it 🤣🤣🤣 (for those who don't know, Dinah used to call Mila ‘Walz’ and here you can find the reason why the nickname was born). Her koalaing the tree also represents her co-dependence. She's clinging to it and doesn't want to let go.

She's on the very high point of the tree; visual meaning: danger. If she were to fall, she would die or be seriously injured. But she doesn't care. She's ready to risk her life. Deeper for the representation: her love is so strong, that she's ready to risk it (“I'll risk it all”, as we've already seen in Used to This [part of the interpretation that you can find in the analysis of Only Told the Moon here]). She's ready to risk everything/risk it all even if she were to lose her heart and if it were to affect even her mental and physical health as we've already seen in the lyrics of Consequences.

Even in this case, the cop represents someone or more than someone in her life who tries to get her out of this situation. They use extreme ways to do this, representative of getting her down: cutting down the tree. Why? Why doesn't this cop who clearly knows that this person is experiencing some kind of problem call the fire truck to bring a ladder to save her since that's what's normally done in these situations? Or he doesn't go directly and find one himself? Why doesn't he talk to her and try to reason with her to get her down?

Because it's not the first time this has happened. The cop (her family, her friends) is so used to and tired of seeing their on-again, off-again/cycle/loop/circle, that he decides to help her in a more brutal way in this case. Representation: chopping down the tree. It doesn't matter tho. It doesn't matter that other people try to help her in hard ways. She doesn't wanna lose her, and therefore she depicts how even though she knows it's a toxic relationship, she's clinging (codependent) to it and continues to love her because she doesn't want to depart/separate herself no matter what. Reason why we even see her singing “I luv it” while she’s glued to the tree.

Car

Speaking of falling (and how these two scenes are connected). Instead of that tree, here we see her having fallen over a car. Part of the car is destroyed, as is she. It's a representation of being in love and how it can sometimes destroy you. But again, we even see her singing “I luv it” because she doesn't care. She doesn't care about falling and being crushed by/for her. They've taken a lot of risks over the years. They've suffered, they've hurt each other, and they've fallen down and gotten up every single time. And those wounds, in the video are represented as real wounds with cuts, bruises, gashes, and all that jazz.

She doesn't even care when we, the public and the fans, see her destroyed like that. We've seen it many times, especially after years and years spent growing up in the public eye. By this, I'm obviously referring to the woman who's immortalizing the scene with her phone. Although that, it's also a representation of what would actually happen in today's world: instead of helping or calling an ambulance, the woman is filming or taking pics.

Bathroom & Bedroom

Contrary to the connection that the tree and the car scenes have, this one is connected to the ones of the dogs and the professional female wrestler.

We first see her in the bathroom. She looks in the mirror and even lifts her shirt up to look at her belly. Let's say normal things that we all do, and so far, nothing strange. Then we also see her perplexed and undecided tho (when she sighs with her finger in her mouth). And we see her rehearsing. We see her change her expression to a determined one and make the gun gesture with the fingers of her hand.

***Sorry but I have to tell you guys 🤣🤣🤣. I found it extremely funny how she made the gun gesture with her fingers precisely at “someday you’ll miss this”. THIS and bam: fingers out 😏😎🤣. I'm sorry, I'm sorry 🤣🤣 one day she'll miss, what, Mila? Your gay fingers?🤣🤣🤣 Oooooookay 😉🤣***

Back to normal. All that represents her mentally preparing herself, and for what? For what we then see in the bedroom. Before heading there, we can see her expression of determination but more importantly, we can see her pissed-off expression.

She walks into the bedroom with this imaginary automatic machine gun that she uses to shoot and destroy the bed. As she does that, the footage also shows us the rest of the room, and what do I spy with my little eye 🧐? A frame hanging on the wall. And what's in that frame? Five boys with the word ‘sorry’ written on their backs. Wait a second, wait a second… FIVE???? 😲 Five as a reference to Fifth Harmony? 😱 Five as in 5H because it's a hidden clue to confirm that she's talking about Lauren? 🤯 WHAAAAAT??? 😵

Yes, guys, yes. For those who haven't noticed, the answer is yes. Camila doesn't do things shittily. There's always meaning in the things she does, whether it's hidden or not. And if anyone tries to tell you otherwise or something different about that clue, don't be fooled. Why 5? Explain the 5 otherwise? They could've used a thousand different things like, for example, an apology/sorry note left on the bedside table, or even just one guy with sorry on his back in that frame since all of this is supposed to be straight and about a guy 🙄. But no. They used FIVE of them specifically.

Moving on.

The rehearsals she was doing in the bathroom that we later saw lead to the destruction of the bed with the imaginary automatic machine gun, were all due to Mila being pissed off about something Laur had done. Something we know thanks to the not-so-hidden apology message in the frame. Now I don't know about you 🎤🎶but I'm feeling 22 🎶🎤 sorry but I had to 🤣 but I know that even though Camila is magical, she doesn't really have powers 🤣. So even though this is the representation of her being pissed at Lo, she didn't actually shoot the bed. It was all in her head. She was just imagining doing it. Yeah, she was angry, but we also know that she'd run away in reality to try to avoid conflicts as we saw in the scene with the dogs and in the scene with the wrestler (aka Laur herself), during which, however, we also saw that the wrestler captures her and that therefore Mila was then forced to face.

Hospital part 2

During the mix of these three scenes (Palm Tree - Car - Bathroom & Bedroom) just discussed, we have two small shots of Mila in the hospital. The first during “oh my God” and the second during “I luv it”.

We see her looking in one direction before saying “oh my God”. It's an exasperated “oh my God” because no one's assisting her yet.

She sings “I luv it” by tapping her finger to her temple in rhythm but we can see how impatient she's starting to get for the wait. Yeah, she luvs it, she luvs it, she luvs it, she luvs it, she luvs it, she luvs it, she luvs it, but she's irritated and frustrated.

Gas station

Mila and her friends pull over into this gas station. A guy with long hair immediately approaches to serve them, but instead of refueling the car as we normally expected, he does it to them. He takes the pump and fills their glasses with gasoline, even though we know very well that it was actually nothing more than “some disgusting water-down apple juice”, according to Mila herself.

All this during “Lemons on the chain with the V-cuts (X4) - Lemons in their face, watch ’em freeze up (x4)” Oh well, when life gives you lemons, make lemonade Camila Cabello drinks gasoline 🤣. Sorry, sorry 🤣. Joking aside now.

Drinking alcohol produces euphoria. It's stimulating, exciting, and lowers inhibitions and control. It's intoxicating, and although this word usually indicates something positive, it can also represent something negative especially when associated with alcohol. Drinking alcohol is intoxicating in a good way, but if done too much, it's intoxicating in a harmful way. In this case, alcohol is the representation of another hyperbolic metaphor. It's yet another concept represented in an exaggerated way. Gasoline, fuel, or whatever the hell it was, is obviously toxic. Ingesting it is dangerous. It's yet another representation of their toxic relationship and tendencies and how she doesn't care going against all common sense because she LUVs IT.

There would also be another possible meaning behind this scene due to Playboi Carti's verse. He talks about drugs (Novocaine and Mary Jane), luxury cars (Lamborghini Aventador SVJ), and rebellious life in general.

Novocaine is a drug used as a local anesthetic normally by dentists. Mary Jane is the literal English translation of the name Marijuana. Spanish: Maria/Mari. English translation: Mary. Spanish: Juana. English translation: Jane. Ergo, Marijuana: Mary Jane. In the past when drug users talked about marijuana, they called it Mary Jane so as not to arouse police suspicion.

I explained all this because specifically his talk about drugs made me think of a different possible meaning behind this scene. You see in the US, many drug dealers operate out of gas stations. Mila and her friends are getting gas at the gas station. In slang, ‘gas’ is a noun made popular by rappers to refer to weed/marijuana.

It might be that the scene has both meanings. Alcohol for her and drugs for him. Who knows 🤷🏻‍♀️. Maybe we would've seen it for real if Carti hadn't arrived late for the video shoot. But anyway.

Right after that, we have the dance scene. I have two interpretations for that even here. Both true.

The first one: Don't expect me to say sweet and predictable things like that she's dancing hypnotized because she's drunk on love 🤣. Nope. The blindfold is supposed to represent how blinded she is by love and shit, right? The typical phrase ‘love is blind’ that makes someone unable to see the flaws of the person they love. True, but at the same time in her case, bullshit tho. Buuuullshit! Because we saw throughout the video how she's aware of everything.

She chose to put the blindfold on and dance freely whether it's just for fun or distraction or to literally dance the pain away. She chose to put it on to ‘not see’ the flaws, the toxicity, and all the negative things. She knows. She knows they're there. It's just her choice to ignore them because, once again, she doesn't care because she luvs it and her.

The second one: Based on the getting gas in the previous shot, whether it's just alcohol or whether it's also marijuana, that's why right after that scene we see Carti with his hoodie backwards before he starts singing and Mila and the girls dancing together blindfolded with X’s over their eyes. It represents the beginning of the effect. 😵: literally the dizziness of drunkenness and/or stonedness. In a deeper way, it represents love being a drug/addiction to live to the fullest (dancing).

Again whether it's just alcohol or weed, that's also the reason why at the end of the video they're both comfortable and relaxed in eating calmly as if they don't have a care in the world (despite the video being completely the opposite). Both alcohol and weed increase hunger and appetite, sometimes leading to strange and uncontrollable cravings. That represents half to almost the end of the effect.

Hospital part 3

She's still waiting. She's still waiting for someone to help her remove that fucking arrow from her chest. The whole reason she's been there waiting for probably hours. Nurses even walk past in front of her but still no one assists her. As before, she's still annoyed, but now she's also discouraged and sad. Not only that, but the male version of a Katniss Everdeen wannabe is also gone. Representation of a breakup or one of their breaks. Mila's alone, and suddenly, the wound begins to bleed.

In this case, the arrow through her heart symbolizes feeling emotionally hurt. Since loving someone is not always a walk in dreamland, but it also consists of twists and turns and can really fucking hurt you, here we see how her heart starts dripping blood. The bleeding can also represent how toxic relationships leave you in the end. Again, love is pain but she LUVs IT.

Thing more important, the wound begins to bleed because she's no longer with her. It didn't do it the entire time Laur was with her, but her heart started to bleed in pain only after she left. Representation of how her heart, although already wounded (arrow) by her/for her, cannot bear to be without her (bleeding). As I also explained in my This Love’s interpretation, the choice over the years has often been between having her and suffering, or not having her at all, and as we know, she always chose her.

The end

So, that was the music video. It gave me Miami and Florida. It gave me GTA and crack house feelings 🤣. It gave me wildness and adrenaline. It gave me roller coaster. It gave me college students traveling for the holidays/Spring Breakers movie. *For those who don't know what I'm talking about 👇🏼*

Especially here https://www.instagram.com/reel/C59su9PJ7f2/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link&igsh=MzRlODBiNWFlZA== with this promo.

*Last minute edit: she just said Spring Breakers is one of the inspired aesthetics for the new era*

She in specific, gave me addicted to pain. She gave me impulsiveness. She gave me a fast-paced lifestyle, full of passion, desire, and disregard for consequences. She gave me vibe. She gave me boujee. She gave me dance. She gave me actress and humor as has also happened in other videos in the past (although less than those ones) such as for example Havana, Liar, My Oh My, Bam Bam, Don’t Go Yet, etc. (it's not the first time Camila's been in ridiculous situations in her videos). She gave me chaos begets chaos, and in order to maintain sanity, one must embrace the insanity. Or in her case, a palm tree 🤣🤣🤣.

I mean, all in all and in its complexity, I really enjoyed it. She said the theme of the video is chaos and danger, and we saw that. In the interview with Bru On The Radio, still talking about the video, she said: “This complex feeling of loving the pain of something, or loving the messiness of something, or loving the chaos of something, really kind of like finding the beauty in that part of our humanity”. And we saw that too.

And as if it wasn't clear enough already, the video is an artistic representation of the toxic tendencies and behaviors of their toxic relationship in general throughout all these years. And yes, their as in both of them, not just her as in Lauren's. I told you guys in the beginning that it's Camila's POV and I explained that Lauren isn't that bitchy and dickish in real life, but we don't just see Laur's toxic tendencies and behaviors from Mila's POV in the video. We actually see Mila's a lot more. Let me explain.

We saw how Laur brings chaos into Mila's life and their relationship (house scene). She's hurt her (shot her with an arrow through the heart), she doesn't acknowledge her in the hospital, and she also leaves at the end. The leaving her there (breakup or break) in those conditions as well as not taking something for her too from the vending machine is a neglect; another trait of a toxic relationship. That's all. That's what we see as far as Lauren is concerned. Mila on the other hand…

She's the one who's unbothered, especially in the beginning, in having an arrow in her heart, aka being hurt. She's the one who doesn't react when Lo destroys the house, aka when Laur has toxic behavior towards her. Still her the one who runs away from her problems so as not to face them and avoids conflicts (dogs and wrestler). In fact, if that's why, I wanna put in a good word for Laur in this case since she fights her by forcing her to confront her, aka talk about their problems. Still Mila the one who uses an imaginary automatic machine gun to shoot and destroy the bed symbolically in her head just because she’s angry with her. She's the one who crashes herself on top of a car and risks her life on other occasions with the dogs, the palm tree, and by drinking gasoline. I mean, see what I mean?

Who's the most toxic one we see here? And again, this is just a video. Not the reality. I feel like I always have to specify these things with you guys because one never knows you misinterpreted it 🤣. But anyway. I'm happy Mila did it. I'm happy that Mila represented even her toxicity since for many years due to her songs people only and always blamed Lauren. It's something I've been saying for years 💁🏻‍♀️. They both have their faults. There are two people in the couple and there are always two sides to a story. Not just one.

In any case, that's it, dear Anon. I hope you enjoyed both analysis 🙃.

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Aaand I'm done 👅. Thank you all for your asks and I hope I've been helpful this time too 🙃. As usual, I'm always available for those who have questions, so ask away 😄.

Remember to be nice. Always. Both with others and with yourselves. Be a good example. Be patient. Be safe and take care of yourselves. Don't let our ship sink. Keep shipping them, but please respectfully 🙏🏼. Sending you virtual love and hugs 🤗🤗🤗. I love you, babies. Always with love, F ❤️.

[pokemon-ash-aus]

Dumb idea

Do u think Seymour or any of the twos ever mistook King for a garbage bag lying/flying around?

Like when people think they see a cat in the distance and go "pspspsps" but once they get close they realize is just a plastic bag lol

Sadly no XD there isnt a Bag big enough for that

And the ones that "are" are too flat to properly look like a mew

I will say Origin gets mistaken a lot for the white plaatic bags. It freaks King out quiet a bit.

[onsunnyside]

sunny im thinking thots abt cowboy ex bf and (accidental) baby daddy!ari and it’s slightly angsty w room for a lot of tooth rotting fluff—

okay okay, what if reader and ari got together like freshly out of high school, he was the love of your life as you were his; he saw his entire future with u and no one else.

but u wanted to be something, and u weren’t going to get that in your small hometown. u didn’t even tell ari you had started looking at colleges and jobs out of state, so when u finally got the offer of a lifetime it became real. u had to find a way to tell him. but there was never a good time, u were both so happy u didn’t want to ruin the small bubble of love you’d created over the last few years.

and then ari proposed.

it was perfect, it was everything you could ever dream of with the perfect ring (it was his late grandmothers that he got altered for you). it was straight out of a movie scene.

you started crying, ari had thought they were happy tears but he was sadly mistaken. the two of you had this huge falling out, the fight that would break you and push you to board your flight the next morning, leaving everything behind including the love of your life, ari.

you didn’t talk to ari for the next few years, you called back home every few weeks and asked how he was doing and your family would always lie and say he was doing great. he wasn’t. at least for the first year he wasn’t, he was really just taking it day by day, but he eventually learned to suck it up and go on without you.

fast forward to about 2 or 3 years later and you’ve come home for the summer. you ask your family to say nothing to ari, you plan to see him when you muster up the courage given the ridiculously huge surprise you have for him.

however, that plan backfires when someone lets it slip that you’re back in town. ari’s hauling ass to your house, heavy knuckles rapping against your door as he fumes because how could you not tell him you’d be in town? how, after all these years could you just show up and not even make the mature decision to at least show your face.

he feels just like he did those years ago on that night, betrayed, upset, angry. it all comes to a boil when you open the door. he’s ready to say all the words he’s been letting build up these past years but he’s suddenly silent at the sight of you and a little boy perched on your hip that looks exactly like him.

AND THEN WHAT HUH ?? ARE YOU JUST GOING TO LEAVE ME ON A CLIFFHANGER ?? 😣😣😣

[eaudrey35]

Black ppl if u think staying at home at not voting gets u a seat at the table u r sadly mistaken. Stop listening to ppl tell u ur vote doesn't count. U shouldn't vote cause nothing will change. That they don't care Abt black issues. Only way to get black issues out n front is to show up and vote. Only way to show u want change is to show up and vote. Nothing changes if u do nothing. Stop buying into lies. God said faith without work is dead. If don't vote u can't change anything

[sevikasenby]

What do u look like hehe. Also Sevika is my wife stop playing.🙄

sevika is everyone’s girlfriend and wife, we all have joint custody 😌

and honestly i’m just your average short, scrawny masc lesbian who gets mistaken for a guy 9 times out of 10. but since idk if i’ll ever go an actual face reveal, so here’s a drawing of me that i did, also just some random picrews i’ve done so you can get an idea 😬👍 also, sadly i do not actually have a septum piercing, i just want one really fucking bad.

[missegyptiana]

if u expect me not to cheer for taylor after she performs champagne problems in theatres, you are sadly mistaken

[violetziegler]

Presenting my PSO2 OCs (and their FF counterparts)

Angela Ziegler - Techter (SGE)

Mother of Violet and Natasha. Younger Sister of Amber and Valerie.

Personality: Bright, Cheerful, Friendly, Calm, Polite, Protective. Likes: Playing music, Tea, Knitting Dislikes: Others doing her job, Being left out. Moral Alignment: Lawful Good Relationship: Widow

Angela its very charismatic with everyone around her, loves her daugthers more than anything, her relationship with her sisters its great, even when things heat up with Valerie. She was married to Samuel with him she had Violet and Natasha, sadly her husband passed away on the Aelio Town inccident. Excelent at what she does even on the battlefield helping others. with her techniques and supportive habilities she keeps everyone safe!

Angela is my main character in PSO, and been like that since Kvaris released and i don't think ill swap anytime soon.

Violet Ziegler - Slayer (GNB)

Daughter of Angela with Samuel Natasha's older sister

Energetic, Funny, Sassy, Impulsive, Immature, Proud, Mean. Likes: Music, Skateboarding, Fighting, Annoying other people Dislikes: Slow people, dismissing her jokes. Moral Alignment: Chaotic Good Relationship: Single

Violet its a tough person to deal with. at first you might already hate or love her. she's loves taunting everyone in various ways. she does it the most with her sister Tasha and her cousin Emma. She joined the ARKS defenders just to not be bored at home doing nothing. very skillful with both the Gunblade and Katana she's the best on taking down foes with quick strikes.

Violet was my main prior Kvaris also, i was writing a novel that she's the protagonist, don't ask about that novel btw

Natasha Ziegler - Ranger (MCH)

Daugther of Angela with Samuel Violet's younger sister Dating Clovis

Shy, Organized, Immature, Clever, Smart, Skillful, Responsible

Tasha is very introverted, quite the oposite of her sister Violet, She hates being around too many people, also the nerd of the family, loves observing and researching everything that picks her interest lately she's trying to overcome the shyness with a little of a visual change with Emma's help, just like her mother she will do everything she can to help her closest friends, including tolerating her sister's jokes. Aside from that, Tasha and Violet make a great team that won't lose to anything

Natasha i still play on FF but I'm not even close to a MCH main xD

Amber Ziegler - Bouncer (WAR)

Older Sister of Valerie and Angela Dating Taara

Cheerful, Confident, Gentle, Bold, Protective, Impatient, Daring

Amber laughter erradiates positive energy for everyone around she can be tough sometimes though, when people get out of line she acts like a mom specially with Valerie when she starts to being bossy. Amber also is an inspiration for Violet, she even started training because of her! Altho Amber can use Techs she focuses more on showing her physical strength.

Amber has a bit of multiple love interests. they mistaken it for her gentle nature. if u find me playing with Amber don't be surprised for her Brazilian accent

Valerie Ziegler - Force (BLM)

Middle sister of Amber and Angela

Arrogant, Bossy, Cold-hearted, Fierce, Fancy, Honest, Dedicated, Mean

Valerie is very arrogant with anyone exept with Amber. sometimes Violet passes the limits of Valerie tolerance and she says things she kinda regrets, that never seen to affect Violet though. Valerie likes using spells more than her sisters that prefeer close combat. she's no strange to it though.

Emma Rosett - Braver

Angela's Niece Violet and Tasha's Cousin

Childish, Competitive, Daring, Insistent, Selfish, Cheerful, Creative

Emma its very cute when she wants too, or if she's not trying to best the people she envy, mainly Violet, this big rivalry prompted her to learn how to fight with Katana instead of Bow. She is a great singer and dancer. oh and she loves Ange's desserts.

If you find me with Emma, she will have a French accent

Svetlana-7 - Hunter/Ranger (RDM)

Works as a Maid for the Ziegler's

Logical, Precise, Meticulous, Obedient, Serious, Knowledgable, Polite

Svetlana-7 is a CAST who forgot everything except her own name, with time passing she discovered a hidden power within her that is different from photons. to keep her secret safe she became a Maid for the Ziegler's. Svetlana created a deep bond with Violet and Natasha, she treats them like friends, her only problem with being a Maid its the need to tolerate Valerie with her dislikeness of CASTs Also she has named her mag companion Adrik.

Svetlana-7 its a reference for my love for the Destiny Universe. Her "hidden" powers its the Light and Darkness, and Adrik its supposed to be a Ghost. (please sega release something close to a ghostshell)

Svet its the biggest design change ever since i stopped playing PSO2, As i couldn't make a proper CAST nor Exo in FF, i just grabbed another aesthetic that fits her very well, Cyberpunk. the end result made me VERY happy

Clovis Bray - Fighter

Dating Natasha

Quiet, Creative, Charming, Gentle, Respectful, a bit lazy

Clovis is another nod to Destiny still has no lore attached to him.

Taara Rai - Gunner

Dating Amber

Arrogant, Impolite, Sassy, Charismatic, Cheerful, sometimes Vulgar

Taara wanted to be an ARKS Defender since a child, but she was never able to do what it takes, her solution? enhance her body with cybernetics. she is still not officially an ARKS, but dabbles on doing their job from time to time. Lately she's been seeing Amber she doesn't know what picked her interest, but surely it did.

A friend of mine inspired me to do an Android character, her surname is a nod to Magic the Gathering character, Saheeli Rai, one of my favorites planeswalkers. If u find me ingame with her she will have an Indian accent

Sayoran Hara - Waker

Timid, Disciplined, Immature, Gentle, Kind, Forgetful, Courteous.

haven't made up lore for him right now. but already tought in some interactions with my other characters (specially Amber, Taara and Valerie) if you find me ingame with him he will have a Japonese accent.

[asiogie]

Like I know it was cute when Q met up with George when he was in England but if you think for a single second George is somehow “caught in the middle” you’re sadly mistaken. Dreams his fucking husband and George will be a cunt directly towards quackity if that’s what it takes

i cant even tell u how i felt watching that slut smp stream

[radical-fire-vixen]

not trying to engage in mindless discourse but lmao when you call women men you're coming for nonwhite cis women as well u know that right? like you'll insist "male" features = "male" gender id without thinking of how many black and brown cis women have been literally mistaken for men under similar pretenses and murdered/harmed lol. do you like contributing to that bc one toxic trans girl really fucked your day up? fine. not like it isn't just a part of the colonialist chorus that's already making our ears bleed already. just keep screaming, when you die another common white girl will take your place. fuck you basically.

lmao your racism really jumped out. knowing that transwomen are male is colonialism and is coming for ‘nonwhite cis women’? any other lies you tell yourself? please tell this to black and brown women and let me know when you do cuz i wanna be there to witness that.

transwomen are male and cannot be women. sorry that you’re stupidly allergic to reality and biology, but they’ll never be women.

and when you die, another misogynist piece of shit will sadly take your place in trying to stop women from achieving liberation from males. so, fuck off and go touch a biology textbook without crying basically 😌