#well except that one time by the ina but that was the ~reveal

[hanzajesthanza]

amazing that every time regis is mentioned in an interview it's always "the vampire," "the vampire regis," ok, alright, his epithet precedes him. except for that one time sapkowski just struck and called him "emiel". just the first first name only. jesus christ

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you lay on the backstage dressing room fold-out couch as you hear the music out on stage die down. As the guitars die down and the cheering gets quieter you hear footsteps sdown the hallway and jolt up. The door opens with a click and your boyfriend, Ryan, walks in looking sweaty and tired.

"Hey baby," you say, as you stand up and walk over to Ryan, hugging him softly and kissing him a kiss on the check, "how was the show?" Ryan smiles softly and sits down in the chair next to the vanity before saying anything.

"Yeah, it was okay," He says with a yawn, stretching his arms over his head before grabbing a makeup rag and rubbing his eyeliner off. "I'm just tired, you know how I get after these things." The makeup remover revealed that Ryan had very dark eyebags from not sleeping well the past few nights. The shows always went super late into the night and the band usually had something to do early in the morning so it was no wonder he wasn't sleeping well, but it had always made you feel bad considering how hard he worked and how tired he was all the time.

"Come lay down." You say as you lean against the vanity. Ryan gives a questioning look before you continue talking, "Yeah, I'll turn the lights off and we can just lay down a sleep for a bit, you obviously need it" You say with a light chuckle. Ryan murmurs a word of agreement before pushing the chair out and walking over to the fold out couch and laying down.

You walk over to the light switch and flip the lights off, engulfing the room in darkness except for the small light bulbs around the mirror of the dresser.

You make your way over to the couch and lay down next to your boyfriend and wrap your arms around his small waist. You tuck your head into the crook of his neck and kiss him, "You did really good tonight." You say while smiling.

Ryan laughs quietly before talking Ina very quiet voice, "Be quiet, you said I could sleep" He says with a small chuckle. You couldn't see it but you could tell his face was getting red from the compliment.

"Yeah, whatever" You say before planting a small kiss into the back of his hair, you pull Ryan in closer to you and you both end up falling asleep together before doing the same thing over again tomorrow.

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[wildshona]

Yule

Well I promised you I would tell you how Yule went. Amelia, Zoe and me got to Toni’s at about 1.00 pm and the first session for the kids was in the pool. There was a range of ages. There were a couple of others about Zoe’s age but most were older ranging up to about 12 I guess. Anyway the grown-ups weren’t part of the pool party except for those that had volunteered to sit by the pool to keep the kids safe. Naturally Amelia was one of those cos Zoe is so young. I just circulated the parents and drank some mulled wine not overdoing it cos of the evening party to come.

So after the pool the kids got dressed up in their fancy dress on the theme of woodland animals. Lots of reindeers there. Zoe was a fox, She had a jumper and leggings that were kind of fox colour and I had bought a pair of fox ears and a fox tail from a website that does Kemonomimi outfits (and no obs not a butt plug tail u perverts) which Richard had adapted to fit Zoe’s size. She looked very good. Some of the older girls had also gone fot Kemonomimi so there were some racoons and cats and i think on other fox.

Anyhow there was kid party food = hot dogs, burgers, pigs in blankets, you know the sort of stuff, and cakes and ice cream. And, as it was aToni production, there were clowns and jugglers and magicians.

It all went on til 6 but it started to wind down earlier and we left cos Zoe was tired at about 5 with Ina in tow.

Then there was a turn around until eight while we grown-ups got into our party gear. It was cocktail dresses for the girls and dinner jacket for Chris. The girls had to wear seasonal wreaths – mine of ivy and some berries tho the berries fell off gradually through the evening.

The party was in the marquee in the garden just as the kids’ party had been but now there were couches and cushions and the whole place looked like a forest glade which I think I forgot to mention earlier at the kids party. Tables were set out with mulled wine and mead and heather beer and bowls of steaming meats and winter berries. The big central dish which everyone except vegetarian were expected to partake of contained spiced horse meat – absolutely gorgeous. There was also venison and pheasant and stuff like that.

At eleven I was gently tapped on the shoulder and told to see Toni who had looked magnificent in a dress so designed to accentuate her long legs and fantastic tits. I found her in the dining room dressed in a long thin green robe that you could tell covered nothing else.

Time to lose the cocktail dress. Losing underwear was not a problem cos I wasn’t wearing any. I had a long thin robe in brown which opened easily to show my body. There were another three women dressed like me.

And then we went back and mingled. We were adding the spice to say that midnight was near. I went up to Amelia and stroked her back to get  her attention and when she saw me in just a thin robe, even though it was not hanging open she looked at me in a sort of shock.

I think the party is going to get adult soon, i said.

Oh, was all she could manage as I felt a gentle pressure on my arse from someone walking behind me. That became the pattern as the time moved to midnight, just gentle caressing of the body, not even an attempt to get under the robe – but it all got me on a sexual edge and I thought i would cum just from a touch on my back.

At midnight the lights went out and new soft red lights came on. Toni stood at one end of the marquee and raised her arms, her robe falling open to reveal that fucking magnificent body.

Joy for Yule. Waes hael.

Trinc hael, everyone responded.

This night we celebrate the return of light and the start of the banishing of winter. Enjoy the renewal of the light.

I felt hands touching me and this time there was no respect for the robe which didn’t stay on very long. Soon there were bodies on the couches. This was my first Yule at Toni’s so I didn’t know what was to happen until I had a call from Toni earlier in the week. Midnight was the time to start showing life and people would pleasure their partners or whoever was up for it. Mostly people would find a space on a couch or cushions in the marquee or the lounge which also had that red lighting for tonight but those who wanted privacy could go where they wanted. Four of the bedrooms were available. The other four were Toni’s own room, my room, Amelia’s and Zoe’s and they were marked no entry.

I soon had some attention from a man in his thirties – most of the people there were over thirty except for me and Amelia – and i was happy to oblige as i had no idea what had happened to Chris. He was obviously a bit bashful cos he took me to the pool house and fucked me against the wall which wsn’t quite the ambience but i wasn’t planning to stick with him.

I was soon back in the marquee and wandered around looking for an invitation which came from a black couple on some cushions. Well i’d never been with a black couple before – black men yes, black women yes but never been the white girl sandwiched in between with the man fucking me from behind while i sucked on the woman’s cunt. Such a nice taste – i always think it odd that the black skin gives way to pink inside the cunt i find that really exciting.

I stayed with them for a while until the man pulled out of me and finished in his partner’s mouth, her sharing it with me before they lay back and i was surplus again. I saw Toni with two other women on another set of cushions with the other two women obviously doing the servicing of the great lady.

Then I was in the lounge and someone else wanted my attention, an older man. Well age is just a number right and Richard at 70 is one of my favourite lovers. So, why not?

By the time that was done and people weren’t looking for anyone new and by now it was getting on for three in the morning I decided to have a last drink and go to bed.

I’m just having a last glass of mead and soft female hands came from behind to touch my tits.

Enjoying yourself. It was Toni.

Yes.

I would lick your sweet but you have cum dripping out of it and i’m not in to second hand cum, or first hand very much come to that.

Do you want me to take care of you, i ask.

No, you look tired and should go to bed. You might get a nice surprise. She gave a really earthy chuckle.

That was intriguing so off i went. Was it a surprise? I don’t know but there were Chris and Amelia asleep. There is enough room for three easily in that bed, four probably, so I climbed in beside Amelia and felt between her legs, definitely cum of both kinds on her thighs, naughty girl.

She was still there when I woke up. I don’t sleep that well, i get dreams, nightmares sometimes, about my past. So I was awake just before she was and the first thing she saw when she opened her eyes was me looking at her.

Oh, god, Shona I am so sorry i don’t know what came over me and Chris was so lovely and....

She looked like she was going to cry so i kissed her on the lips and shushed her and said it was alright.

Did you enjoy him?

Yes she whispered.

That’s alright then.

She put her arms around me and pulled me close so, well what could i do?

I wriggled down, took her tit in my mouth and sucked delicious milk.

I reckon she owed me that lol.

Anyway we left after a snacky lunch that Mrs Lewis had prepared for us. Ameli was awkward at first but when she saw everything was normal between me and Chris she relaxed and ate and went home after lunch to find Zoe warching The Snowman with Ina who was wearing her maid’s outfit which i swear was even shorter than last week.

So that was Yule. Hope you had a good time too. Yesterday was wiped out by the night before. We were all tired. Zoe had The Snowman on a loop, it seemed like.

I am out for lunch today with Chris and friends in Covent Garden. Friends who Chris works with and i occasionally too. Couple of Americans and a couple of Germans. Don’t know after that. Tomorrow we are open housing so anyone can turn up at any time – usually people from countries who do there main socailising on Christmas Eve. Yeah we acknowledge the Nailed God for the purposes of others and children and of course Santa will be coming tomorrow night which Zoe is well looking forward to.

Don’t know when i will be on again so have a good rest of the 12 days of Yule and do try to get some fucking in.

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❛ good! so good! ❜ are the only auditable words in between link’s chewing. stir fry, was definitely a hylian dish he could get behind but there wasn’t many foods link couldn’t get behind—he loved many things. it was easier to ask his few dislikes than what he liked ( as one list was minuscule compared to an endless sea of favorites ): he had one bowl and then another and another. 

ranching was labor intensive and he made sure to pack in the calories ( one reason his diet was high in proteins ): but link’s dislikes where foods you’d never find in his cupboards; the exception to this rule was when he ate uli’s or lila’s cooking: he could always pack on spices to hide a flavor he didn’t enjoy, though texture, was another matter. ❛ you’re an amazing cook, pretty boy. ❜ a smirk played on his features. ❛ almost good as me. ❜ a bit of playfulness always existed within him, especially during his youth when it had been better to be serious.

his eyes gleam at the reveal of more of sheik’s life, things that made him an actual individual and not just someone born to do a task. hearing of his mother was calming, like it made it easier for link to talk about his own. two friends sharing similar stories and relishing in the happiness it brought, the sadness seemingly a mute point in the grand scheme. ❛ ya mum n’ i’d get long fine, i love a good spice now and then—though not so spicy ta da point i can’t taste da actual food, ya know? that’s torture. ❜

food always tasted best in company and link couldn’t ask for better. sheik was so fascinating to him. so different yet so similar, the feeling of warmth that would well up inside of him mixed with the tenderness of deja vu. sometimes link wished he could reach inside of himself and pull out whatever part of him was screaming out, he had a suspicion but ultimately decided that it wasn’t worth it after hearing some of sheik’s own traumas. link knew what it was like to be used, then tossed aside and he never wanted to ever give the impression to sheik. though; they both knew of why he’d brought the sheikah back from the grave—it wasn’t a point to always linger on.

❛ jus goat herdin’ wit fado ( and by that link means him doing all the work cause fado was useless outside of paper work) oh and i promised to do some sparin’ wit collin n’ talo. ❜ he pauses before going to take a sip of his tea before frowning at the bitterness, that was the highest thing on his list of infrequent dislikes: bitterness. taking to the honey and sugar like a bird to flight link went to making his beverage something more to his taste.

❛ should be back ‘fore sunset, you’re welcome to come to da ranch too. da goats are friendly, kinda chatty though. but sure, can do! da book ‘wa part ofa set of volumes written in ancient hylian, but guess it ain’t so ancient to ya… o wait i kinda jus called ya old ain’t mean it ina bad way, pretty boy. ❜ and he comes that natural playful flirtatiousness again. ❛ i love a good antique. ❜

it was then that link downed the rest of his tea, giving two thumbs up to sheik as a nonverbal ‘thanks’ and going to take the empty dishes to the sink but it is then a fetid odor assaults his nose and link nearly hunches over its so bad—just what the fuck was the cause of that horrible malodorous? he smells himself and while he’s got a bit of typical sweat it isn’t so rancid to make him wish he had more windows than just for sheik’s escape plans. verdant hues scan his house for anything amongst the organized clutter that could be the perpetrator before his eyes land on the only foreign matter in his home: sheik—just when was the last time the sheikah taken a bath or even, changed his attire? oh hylia, realization hitting link harder than a darknut strike: sheik was still in the same clothes he’d been buried… for hundreds of years.

as the saying goes, love was blind and all that jazz. though, in this case it was a mix of over exhaustion, curiosity, and never being in an enclosed space for this long with no other scents to cover it. ❛ you can use the bath first, no rush, pretty boy. ❜ link is desperately hoping his face does not betray his words but another downside to being of animalistic form was such a keen nose, nothing could escape him, for better or for worse.

   During the Hero of Time’s adventure, Sheik’s eating habits (in fact all of his self-care habits) were abysmal. The most he ate was what he could forage, or what he was fed when checking on the survivors of Kakariko Village. Anju specifically was intent on feeding him something edible before he left them again. She typically just packed him food since Sheik never ate in front of anyone without the mask on. Link seemed to be someone he was making an exception for with that rule, or at the very least he was getting lucky in the fact that Sheik ripped it off after the cat incident. 

   They really should talk about that, but they can work it out after Sheik finishes the food. “I think it’s actually more of a Hylian dish, if you want something more Sheikah specific, I can make you curry or Sushi rolls.” 

   He has Link get the Cucco meat and then shows him first how to spice it before throwing it into the pan to be fried along with the other ingredients he was cooking up. Heat management over a wood stove wasn’t the easiest thing but he works his best to make sure that the food itself isn’t burned. He wanted the food to turn out at least decent since he was both cooking for someone else and showing them how to do it.

   Once the stir-fry was done he plated both of the dishes and then sat it on the table before going back to place the kettle on the stove to warm. Link had some tea leaves that he could boil down into the water and even a couple lemons to add to the flavor. He doesn’t know how the other likes his tea or if he even likes it at all but at the very least he could have it half done for Link, he would just need to doctor it up to his liking. Tea was something that Sheik very much did enjoy, but he didn’t like when sugar or honey was added to it. Sheik wasn’t a sweets person, he didn’t care much for them and honey especially was far too sweet for him. 

   The kettle whistled and he pulled it from the stove, pouring them both a cup before setting it off to the side on top of a holder. With everything settled he pulled one of the chairs out and took a seat, pushing himself up to the table and looking across from him over at the Hero. “If you don’t like it, you don’t have to eat it.” He tells him, because that seemed to him like something Link would do, force himself to eat the food just because Sheik made it. But he doesn’t want him to do that. He wants him to enjoy his morning and enjoy the food that was offered to him, only if he actually liked it. 

   “Everyone has different likes and dislikes. What I like you might not, and what you do I might hate. My mother was the kind of person who could eat food that’s incredibly spicy and hardly blink. I don’t even like the taste of Hylian peppers.” Sheik’s favorite dishes were different kinds of soups. Soups and pastas were something that made him happy and were what people might call his comfort dishes. Though he rarely got to eat them during his early journey, he made them more often during his second life though not as much as he should. It always feels like a waste to have good grand meals just for yourself, if you’re eating alone. He would rather just have something simple than to go through all that work only to eat alone.

   Some might perceive it as laziness, but Sheik had learned to cook for someone else. So he could have those personal meals with his mother on the rare days that she actually came home. To do it any other way felt rather pathetic and perhaps–lonely, to him. A stark reminder that he really had no one after time was reset and the only family he had was locked inside a temple. Sitting here with Link at this tiny table in a crowded treehouse–it’s the first time he’s shared a meal with another person in so very long. It almost feels like a foreign concept now. Sitting here with someone and sharing a meal. Cooking with another person. 

   “Tomorrow I’ll try and work on your problem while you’re out helping. You said you have chores to do in the village, right?” He’s mentioned it before, that he helps out a lot around Ordon Village. It sounds to Sheik like they rely on him quite a bit. And he was more than capable of being left unattended. So while Link did all of that, he’ll try and solve both Link’s problem and his clothing problem. Because that was going to become a big issue eventually. “Just leave the weird stone, the rod and if you have it, that book before you leave. Tonight too, I’ll try and play the Song of Healing for you to see if it helps you sleep.” It was little things he could do to try and help, to solve the problems that Link was having. It might not be much, but it felt like something at the very least. Things he was capable of that he knew would put the Hero’s mind at ease. 

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There has been something bugging me since I watched the Inazuma Eleven GO and Danball Senki W crossover movie:

The fact that Kinako Nanobana makes an appearance.

No, I do not think that her involvement in the movie makes it bad or anything. She was one of the most helpful characters, trying to be a peacemaker for her friends.

The problem I have is more tied to the ACTUAL lore of the story, mainly the CS storyline. Why did she appear again after going back to her time? Why isnt anyone confused, despite no one in the stadium except a select few (Raimon, Shinsei Inazuma Japan, and possibly Inazuma Legend Japan as well) knew who she is? Speaking of which, spoiler warning for Inazuma Eleven GO: Chrono Stone and Inazuma Eleven GO v.s. Danball Senki W, as well as a few other Inazuma Eleven movies.

Kinako Nanobana was first introduced in episode 18. At first, no one knew who she is except the other members of Raimon who were affected by the Time Paradox.

It was later revealed that her purpose of suddenly being in the Raimon team was to aid them in their journey stopping El Dorado from erasing soccer, and then help defeating Feida, preventing them from taking over the world.

The whole Chrono Stone story was caused by the war between Feida and El Dorado; a war that happened 200 years after the events of Inazuma Eleven GO. It was, however, foreshadowed by the movie Inazuma Eleven GO: Kyūkyoku no Kizuna Gryphon. At the end of the movie, Sengujji Daigo and Ishido Shuuji were talking about the possibility of Second Stage Children already existing. Ishido Shuuji also wore the Time Bracelet; a device given by Supporter X to him and Yuuichi, which prevents him from being affected by the Time Paradox.

Consideing that Fei was around the age of the Feida kids and the members of Raimon, then he should be 13-15 years old at the events of CS. Kinako seemed to be around her twenties when she gave birth to Fei, making her Fei's age 20-30 years before.

Being a teen around 20-30 years before Fei, still makes her timeline WAY to far from the Ina GO Raimon kids. Not to mention that she appears the same age as when they first met her.

Then why did she appear in the movie? Did everyone manage to still have contact after CS ended? Was there somehow a way for her to travel back in time, despite not being from 200 years away?

There are a lot of reasons of why she chose to appear, but I will only include 2 on this post.

Theory 1: Asurei Fei Left Kinako a Time Travelling Device

Back in CS, we were given a scene where Kinako and Asurei first met. Asurei told her that he needed Kinako's help to look over Fei. We DIDN'T however, see any scene of them causing any Time Paradoxes or travelling to GO Raimon's time.

Since we have the whole 'we didn't get to see Kinako and Asurei time travel' thing, how they travelled and created a Time Paradox is up to our interpretation.

One of the ways they could have done it is by finding the timeline that the 5 Raimon kids who were not affected by Beta's mind control would jump to. We weren't really told how Time Paradoxes could be made (other than meddling with the timeline directly.)

Maybe Asurei gave the responsibility of changing the timeline to Kinako. Asurei's plan was to look over Fei; and by doing so have to help Feida as Supporter X. Maybe this plan REALLY requires him to stay away from his family, or it might spark some suspicion from Feida. So he either helped create the Time Paradox for Kinako or just sent Kinako to go to the past to change the timeline as she wants.

Theory 2: This Was All Caused By the Imbalance From Fran's Destruction

A lot of sci-fi stories regarding time travelling or some sort of mass destruction in the timeline leads to the most major changes. So according to that, Fran's mission of erasing of the universe might have been the reason the timeline changed and put Kinako in Ina GO's time.

We all know how powerful Fran is; being able to travel to where and whenever in the universe, as well as remove and return anything she desires, as long as its in a natural state (for example: trees and grass in a barren field).

That being said, she didn't seem to delete everything AT ONCE. But we know that the universe likes balance, such as the instance where the false timeline Tsurugi Yuuichi and Endou Daisuke returns back to their original states after the Ina GO timeline goes back to normal. It seems that whatever Fran deletes, it opens to more possibilities in said universe; even so that it can open up to different ones. it would be a while before she can remove "violence" completely.

Speaking of the opening of any possibilities that can appear, Fran's deletion in process might have sent Kinako to live in Ina GO's time. Maybe even make her actually stay. But it will still contradict the fact that Fei seemingly still came from the future. So a more rational explanation is that Kinako might have resided for a while before going back to her timeline. Making her live and get known by people, before leaving again.

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When The Lights Go Out

Chapter 11

Summary: Life hasn’t been your best friend lately, you lost your job, and are on the verge of losing your apartment. Who knew when you decided to join a Sugar Daddy app that your best friend suggested ina last ditch effort to save your apartment, and not end up on the street, your first and only client would turn your whole world upside down.

Pairing: Mobster!Dean Winchester x Virgin! Reader

Word count: 2203

Series Warnings: Mob level violence, injured Dean, description of injury, creepy Godfather John Winchester, John is pretty much a douche bag, escort services, virgin reader, lose of virginity and all the insecurities and fun stuff that come with it, age gap (23 year old reader; 40 year old Dean), angst, unrequited/requited love?, language, smut, unprotected smut.

Chapter Warnings: Character death, talk of character death, language, angst, some fluff maybe if you squint?, I think that’s about it. 

A/N: Beta’d by @deanwanddamons! Thanks so much love!! Please don’t copy my work!! Feedback is golden! Hope you all enjoy this one!! It’s gonna be a little bit of a slow burn y’all, but just hang in there!

(This fic is based on this request: Could you do a Dean x reader where she is 23 and lives alone in her apartment, she gets fired and can loose her house, her friend tells her about a sugar daddy app, she makes a profile and Dean 40, contacts her, she is virgin and don’t offers sex, Dean is billionaire business man and needs a girl for his business parties,the reader is really shy, blushes a lot, they fall in love, he takes her to a trip and makes love to her on a private island, could it be a series?)

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The SUV came to a stop in front of an old cabin, somewhere in the middle of nowhere. You had left New York behind at least an hour ago, and you had no Idea where you were now, other than this was a “safe house”, and this is where everyone was meeting to go over Dean’s plan to handle this threat against his family. 

Benny opened the door for you, and Dean came around the car on the other side of you, both men caging you in as the three of you made your way to the front door of the older looking cabin, both men holding a gun, and looking around the tree line as if they half expected something to jump out of the woods and start shooting at you.

The very sight of the guns, and the thoughts that accompanied them, made your heart rate spike to a dangerous level, and you were grateful to reach the small porch, and have the door swing open wide, revealing Sam Winchester, and Jess close over his shoulder.

“Sammy, did Bobby update you on the status of our situation?” Dean said as you were hustled into the cabin. People were standing everywhere, some faces you had seen before, some you had not. Some looked more menacing than others. None of them, except Jess, really made you that comfortable.

“Yea, I’ve updated everyone here as well.” Sam said, taking a seat on the couch next to Jess, who gave you a tight smile before wrapping her hand around Sam’s. Dean sat you down in an armchair close to the top of the room, and stood behind it with his hands on your shoulders. 

You could have heard a pin drop as everyone fell immediately silent in the room, all eyes on you and Dean, as they waited instructions on what to do next. 

“I know you're all reeling, just as I am, just as Sam and Jess are. Our father will be missed, and mourned for many days to come. Right now is not the time to mourn unfortunately, that will have to wait. Right now, we need to deal with the threat that’s staring us dead in the face.”

You could feel Dean’s hold tighten on your shoulders as he continued to address the room.You could only imagine how hard this was for him. The pressure, and the responsibility of all this was too much for one person. He shouldn’t have to carry it all. He hadn’t even allowed himself time to grieve really, but here he was, leading the pack, and you had a feeling that this had been a constant throughout his life, even when John was still alive.

“Azazel is very dangerous. Not because of what he can do, but what those mindless idiots that follow him are willing to do. My father knew this, and he also knew that one day, we would have to deal with Azazel, and put a stop to The Knights Of Hell once and for all. Tonight is that night.” Dean circled the room, going over to a small bag that had been carried in by a man you didn’t recognize, and placed on the chair. Lifting the bag and sitting it in the center of the room before continuing. 

“They will all be at the club owned by Azazel, a club called Hell’s Gate, in downtown New York. Tonight, we finished what my dad planned years ago.Tonight we take them all out.” 

Reaching into the bag, Dean produced what looked like a pipe bomb, and started to pass it around the room so that everyone could get a look at what they would be working with. 

“At midnight, myself, Sam, Cas, Benny, and about six other volunteers will sit pipe bombs through the exterior of the building, while three of you go inside.

Mick, Terry, Steve, that will be you three, and plant pipe bombs at the two back entrances, and the bathroom located pretty much at the center of the building.”

There was a sudden buzz of conversation throughout the room. Some in agreement, some obviously a little scared of the outcome of this plan.

“Easy guys, I know, this is dangerous, but they will all be gathered in the back room, Bobby and I can take care of the two idiots by the door. They are the only guards in the place. Once all the bombs are placed, and everyone has cleared the building, I will send the text with the words, “lights out” to Ash, who will detonate all the bombs at once using his computer here.” 

Rufous stood up at the back of the room, making his way closer to Dean, but not close enough to seem like any sort of a threat.

“And what happens if one of them survives this attack? What if we fail?” Rufus says, and a few others murmur their agreement.

“Look, I’m not saying it’s a foolproof plan. I can’t guarantee a complete success rate, but with that many pipe bombs going off at once, I don’t see anyone surviving that blast.” Dean said, his face hard as stone as he stood there staring at the older man in front of him.

“Dad knew what he was doing guys. He’s the one that mapped out the building all those years ago. He wouldn’t have put this plan in place all those years ago, and then told Dean about it, if he wasn’t sure that it would work.” Sam said, and a few others murmured their agreement. 

“The women will remain here. I want three of you outside the safe house guarding it, and two inside the doors. If anyone that’s not ours shows their face here, shoot it.” Dean said, looking down at you. His eyes had a hard unreadable mask that made you uneasy. 

“This woman means everything to me, and has the high possibility of becoming my wife one day. You are to treat her with the same respect you treat myself and Sam. Understood?” 

When he was satisfied that everyone was in agreement, and knew what they were supposed to do, he gave Benny a nod, who then started to get the teams together for the job at hand. 

You, on the other hand, didn’t know how to feel. 

You had just actively sat in a room, while your boyfriend discussed murdering only God knows how many people by blowing up the building they were meeting in. 

Then, on the other side of that, there was this sickening, twisting fear buried not so deep below the surface, that said this may be the last time you ever see Dean.

Grabbing your hand, Dean leads you through the small cabin, and into the back bedroom, closing the door, and pulling you into him, wrapping his arms around you as tight as he could, before his lips collide with your own in a deep kiss, full of emotions you didn’t understand, and things that made you tremble with fear. 

Did he think he might not come back from this either?

When he finally pulled away, his eyes searched yours for a moment before he leaned his forehead against yours. 

“Y/N, if this goes sideways, and something happens to me, I want you to stay with Benny, understand?”

“Dean, don’t talk like that, please!”

Dean put his large, warm hand to the side of your face, catching the tears that were freely falling with his thumb, before brushing his lips against yours in a barely there kiss to stop you worrying. 

“Listen Baby, please, I’m confident this is going to go just fine, and I’ll be back before sunup, and we can go home like none of this ever happened, but I need you to promise me that IF something doesn’t go like I’m playing it out in my head, and I don’t make it back, you will stay with Benny. I need to know you're going to be safe if I’m not here to protect you. Can you promise me that?”

Trying hard to swallow the nothing that seemed to be clogging your throat, you nod your head before his lips collide with your own again. 

“Now, it’s your turn to promise me something, Winchester. Promise me you will come home to me.” you tell him bluntly, his green eyes boring into yours as if he was trying to tell you everything he felt, but couldn’t bring himself to say in that moment.

“I promise I’ll do everything in my power to get home to you baby girl.” 

A loud banging on the door made you nearly jump out of your skin as Benny’s voice boomed from the other side. 

“Ready to go boss!”

Giving you a quick kiss, Dean gave you one last look before slipping out the door, and leaving you to sit down on the edge of the bed, your heart beating a thousand miles a second, praying to whatever God may, or may not exist that he would come home to you tonight.

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To say that it was the absolute longest night of your life wouldn’t have been an accurate enough description. 

You alternated from pacing, to standing staring out the window, to laying on the bed curled up in a ball of worry, and Jess was doing no better than you were. Both of you were a wreck. There was no word from Dean or anyone else yet, and you were starting to think that something had gone horribly wrong.

Anxiety pulled at you like a weight trying desperately to pull you under. Your chest felt tight, and your hands were shaking so hard as you checked your phone for the thousandth time, you almost didn’t successfully unlock it.

“Still nothing?” Jess asked as she flopped down on the bed next to you dramatically.

“Nope.” 

“This is the hardest part, the waiting,” she tells you, giving your shoulder a sympathetic pat. 

You were just about to try and sit up to go back to staring out of the window, when the sound of tires on gravel sounded throughout the cabin. The two of you held your breath as you waited for the sounds of someone coming through the front door, and you were just about to say fuck it, and go look out the window, when the bedroom door opened, revealing a dirty, and tired looking Dean, with Sam hot on his heals. 

Getting off the bed you practically run to him, and jump on him. The relief that flooded your body at the sight of them was almost enough to make you pass out. 

“It’s over,” he kept telling you, brushing your hair back away from your face. You didn’t care at that moment, for the moment he was standing here, alive, and well in front of you, and that’s all that mattered. 

Sam made his way to Jess, and pulled her into him as well. 

“The threat is passed for now, but others will come.” Sam said, looking at his brother, who gave him a knowing look before pressing his lips to the top of your head.

“We will let tomorrow's problems worry about themselves for now. Tonight I’m tired, and I want to get home with my girl. We still have a funeral to plan, and a change of headship through the high table ahead of us.”

The three of you made your way towards the door, and to Benny, who was still waiting in the SUV to take you back to the Winchester Estate. Once you were inside the safety of the car, and wrapped tight in Dean’s arms sitting in the third row, you realized just how tired you were.

“It’s gonna be strange, Dad gone, that big old house is gonna feel pretty empty.” Sam said, his body half turned in his seat to look at his older brother. 

Dean just shrugged, and placed his lips to the top of your forehead that was resting on his shoulder. 

“It’s gonna be different, but we’ll adjust.” Jess said, giving Sam’s hand a reassuring squeeze.

“So, Azazel is gone?” You asked Dean, looking up at the piercing green eyes that you loved so much in the dark car. Dean gave you a tight smile.

“Azazel is gone, but others will come, that’s part of this life we live. There’s no rest for the wicked sweetheart.”

You buried your head in Dean’s shoulder, and let him drop his suit jacket over your body like a blanket, letting exhaustion finally grip you like it had been trying to do since you crawled into the car.

You knew Dean was right. There would be other threats, and there was no going back to your old life now. There was no leaving Dean  and Sam Winchester, or anyone else you had met during your short time with them. You were completely sucked in, and you didn’t care to be pulled out.

Your old life was boring, same old seven and six, no meaning, just the same old struggle everyday. Yes, this isn’t a life you would have exactly chosen for yourself, but now that you had it, you wouldn’t have it any other way.

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[actualbird]

nobody asked but here i analysed polygon’s “unraveled” and bon appetit test kitchen’s “gourmet makes” and i think they are similar and use three key story elements to their success | a 1.9k word long analysis by an unhinged creative writing fresh grad trying desperately to use their degree to connect two dots

If you asked me who my favorite internet celebrities are, I would not hesitate for a second to answer. Brian David Gilbert from Polygon and Claire Saffitz from Bon Appetit Test Kitchen. They’re awesome! They both host popular YouTube webshows about video games and cooking respectively, two things I am terrible at and don’t do very often. And yet I am enraptured by every episode of their shows. Why? How?

My thesis is this: Polygon’s “Unraveled” and Bon Appetit Test Kitchen’s “Gourmet Makes”, while wildly different shows on many levels, are extremely similar in how they use three key story elements very, very, well.

These three story elements are 1) Plot, 2) Character, and 3) FAWWIEOT (it’s an acronym, I’ll explain it later, I promise)

Let me start with the first and most basic story element these two shows wield amazingly: Plot.

Plot is, in simplest terms, what “happens” in a thing. This is what you’ll find on a movie’s Wikipedia page summary, the details of what went down, the events that took place, the things that occurred. There are many different types of plots because there are many different types of stories, but one of the most basic kinds of plots is very clearly illustrated by something called Freytag’s Pyramid.

Freytag’s Pyramid is a very simple plot that is moved forward by a non-negotiable in many, many stories: conflict. All is well, the line is straight, then a challenge arises and things start to escalate. At the climax, a decision or a group of decisions are made that leads to a de-escalation of the conflict, bringing things down until we are back at a flat line and the conflict has been resolved.

Every single episode of Gourmet Makes can be plotted onto Freytag’s Pyramid

Nearly every single episode of Unraveled can be plotted onto Freytag’s Pyramid too (with the exception of some, like a number of the categorization episodes, the Kojima name generator)

I know what you’re thinking. “So what if Gourmet Makes and Unraveled fit on some funky pyramid? What does that mean?” Well, dear reader, it reveals to us just one of three reasons why these shows are so enjoyable.

Freytag’s Pyramid is basic as shit, and yet it is one of the first plot structures taught to fictionists because people, up to this day, like it. Why? Because Freytag’s Pyramid fulfills two very important desires that we, as humans, love. 1) The desire for there to be a problem and 2) the desire for that problem to be resolved. It scratches our eternal itch to want to watch shit go down but doesn’t leave us up on a cliffhanger, it gives us our catharsis.

Gourmet Makes gives you the entertainment of watching Claire struggle with her task. Then Gourmet Makes shows you Claire slowly and surely rising above the challenge (notable in literally every episode of Gourmet Makes). Unraveled makes you watch BDG work himself up into a frenzy trying to do something stupid, but then Unraveled shows the payoff of...of watching BDG do something stupid, but this time towards some kind of resolution (very notable in the latest Unraveled “How to increase your stamina with terrible video game tactics”).

It is clear to me that Gourmet Makes and Unraveled both use plot in a way that gives viewers satisfaction. But what keeps them coming back for more?

Well that leads us to the second story element: Character.

People love Claire Saffitz and BDG.

Don’t believe me? Look through the tags of literally any gifset of either of them. Here, I did it for you. Here’s some tags for Claire:

And here’s some tags for BDG:

It’s pretty obvious to see that these two are well loved, but why? It’s not just because they’re both good looking, it’s because Claire Saffitz and BDG, with how they are presented in their shows, are good characters.

Claire Saffitz in Gourmet Makes isn’t scripted. She brings her own human frustration, determined hard work, and joyous glee to the show and it makes watching the show all the more enjoyable. BDG in Unraveled, however, is scripted, but he brings to the table his chaotic performance and ‘off the shits’ lecturer energy that brings the viewers in. Regardless of their differences, Gourmet Makes and Unraveled are similar when it comes to character because of one thing: they actually have characters.

What am I talking about? Well, for a period of time on the internet, people in the cooking media sphere and the video game media sphere settled for video content that was divorced from who was presenting the information. Videos like the ones from Tasty where everything was filmed top down and you only saw two hands perfectly putting ingredients into a bowl. Videos like the myriad of video game walkthroughs or video essays that are presented only by a disembodied voice who also seems allergic to actually having fun. This is content that hinges on the fact that people like seeing cooking or video games and that the presenter will mostly just be a background thing.

Bon Appetit Test Kitchen and Polygon both did not want to succumb to this style of presenting information. They both made the decision to bring their presenters into their video content, highlighting their respective presenters’ personalities, quirks, and styles. This is evident in all of Bon Appetit Test Kitchen and Polygon’s video content, not just Gourmet Makes and Unraveled. Do I watch Bon Appetit's show It's Alive because I want to actually make foccacia? No, it's because I love how Brad Leone  mispronounces words and makes me laugh. Did I watch "Fixing Anthem’s boring mech’s with ballsy design" because I actually give a shit about video games? No it's because I love how Pat Gill jokes about fake testicles and also I think he's hot.

The fact that there are actually characters for us on screen to see, makes Gourmet Makes and Unraveled good shit. We’ve got a plot with clear conflict, but that means nothing if there are no personas for us to root for. Gourmet Makes and Unraveled gives us these personas. They give us Claire Saffitz whom we want so desperately to see smile and succeed. They give us Brian David Gilbert whom we want so desperately to see go a little bit crazy. They give us people to connect to, and that often bridges the gap to viewers who honestly don’t give a shit about cooking or video games. Viewers like me who just keep coming back to Gourmet Makes and Unraveled because of the fact that these are characters I care about, these are characters who I want to see smile after finally nailing the recipe or slowly take off their suit as they tell me shit about Zelda I don’t understand.

Gourmet Makes and Unraveled utilize plot in a way that makes these webshows satisfying, and they use character in a way that makes these webshows accessible and keeps people invested.

But they go further.

This brings us to our last story element, not exactly a common or rudimentary one, but an important one nonetheless: Fucking Around With What Is Expected Of Them.

(I know there’s probably a legitimate literary term for this, but sue me, quarantine has kept me stuck in my house since March, so I may have forgotten the exact words I learned in class. FAWWIEOT will have to suffice.)

The gist of FAWWIEOT is that stories have been around for fuckin ever, and because of that, there are clear patterns and tropes that stories follow. FAWWIEOT is the recognition of those patterns and tropes, using them, but finding a different outcome or flair to make themselves special, to make themselves stick out. Kinda like when you’ve got a fic on AO3 tagged with ‘friends to lovers’ but also tagged with like, I dunno, something completely random like ‘character is also a dragon’. Use the tropes, but do something different. Give the audience something they already know, then throw in something new to make them remember your content specifically.

Gourmet Makes and Unraveled FAWWIEOT (I’m using the acronym like a verb now, this is my post, I’m allowed to) very purposefully using an important technique: Flaws.

The standard trope of a cooking show is the chef easily talking to the camera as they perfectly put the ingredients together. All the food comes out perfect on the first try and everything is heavenly and wonderful. Classic cooking shows like Barefoot Contessa (hosted by Ina Garten) and Everyday Italian (hosted by Giada de Laurentiis) followed this pattern, and it made for good television.

But who fucking watches television these days? Everything is online now, and the internet is vicious. If you aren’t interesting, the internet will throw you out to the gutter. So how did Gourmet Makes set themselves apart?

By showing you that things aren’t perfect after all. Gourmet Makes shows you every trial that Claire tries, they show you her successes, but also her failures. They show you when she gets tired and hopeless, they show you when she bounces back and tries again. Gourmet Makes made a cooking show that was flawed, and people loved it.

And what about Unraveled? The design of Unraveled, from BDG’s suit and mug to his presenting style, key us in to the fact that we are watching some sort of lecture. Some kind of educational performance. Personally, this makes me think that Unraveled is FAWWIEOT-ing academia and basically any other media where an “expert” talks at you.

The standard pattern of experts talking to you are basically like TedTalks. You have somebody very well versed in the topic trying to explain to you something, showing you their hypothesis, their process, and their findings.

Unraveled FAWWIEOTs expertise by making BDG research the most crazy shit like OSHA regulations or the Geneva Convention, make the wildest hypotheses like ‘Monster Energy in the morning will be a good idea’ or ‘Sonic is blasphemous’, and then, ultimately, completely unravel himself. The expert in Unraveled isn’t an all knowing being who is always right, he is flawed (and loses his marbles, more often than not.) And we love it.

FAWWIEOT-ing is key because of how it gives us a pattern we know, and then does something new. Novelty is important on the internet, and Gourmet Makes and Unraveled have made a name for themselves on the unique way they Fucked Around With What Was Expected Of Them.

Gourmet Makes and Unraveled are two of my favorite webshows on the internet as of now, and there are many reasons why, many reasons I didn’t include in this post. What I wanted to do here is to highlight how these shows use story elements to be good content because at the core of these videos, even if they aren’t literary fiction, they are good stories. Good stories with a plot that satisfies us, with characters we can see and love, with new twists that keep us on the edge of our seats.

Good stories make for good content, and Bon Appetit Test Kitchen and Polygon have me as a subscriber for as long as they continue on this road.

Thanks for reading!

(Read my other Polygon-adjacent analysis essays at actualbird.tumblr.com/tagged/nobody-asked-but

If you have any suggestions or ideas for more Polygon-adjacent analysis essays I can write, send me an ask!)

[zepdeans]

season 1 character thoughts!

tl;dr im aching 

1. eva: I feel bad because I honestly struggle a bit to come up with thoughts on eva? one thing I will say- she’s so inherently kind. she really went out into a crowded party searching everywhere for chris just to find a friend for a crying stranger. I also related to a lot of eva’s story and her insecurities. being that person who gets teased about stuff that actually hurts and when you get upset, you’re told to just laugh it off or you’re a buzzkill? it makes a lot of sense that she turned to chris, who complimented her on being smart, when jonas was constantly ragging on her being dumb. this season was so cathartic for eva as well- finally letting go off her guilt and standing up for herself!! she really grows into her own confident person :-) my favourite line of this season is when eva says “I wish I could go back and do it completely differently, but I can’t” because shes finally making peace with what she’s done and moving on! you can fuck up, struggle with self-hatred and insecurity and guilt, make amends, become a better person, and keep going.

2. isak: ohhh man. do not compare s1 isak to s3 isak bc it hurts real bad scoob. like I always noticed yo s1 isak’s clothes are so cool and stylish? and I love his s3 clothes but they are definitely more sloppy dude-bro-y and it’s definitely related to what gabie said abt him completely closing himself off + actively hiding any sign of his sexuality post-s1. ALSO. you ever think abt how isak was basically caught between third-wheeling his best friend (for whom he has confusing feelings for) and his gf vs. being with elias & his teasing (that actually cuts way too deep) vs. being at home while his family falls apart?? like I know a big part of eva’s arc in s1 is being alone but isak probably only had jonas as his friend too? imo isak isn’t someone who can easily make friends or be comfortable with someone, so he probably spent a lot of time alone. and even when he was with jonas there was still a feeling of isolation caused by elias’s presence :( also I’m not defending what isak did because it was a shitty thing to do but. imagine how sick with guilt he was when he thought eva was going to transfer schools. he obviously cares a lot about her and it must suck also secretly resenting her too?? he also says he was drunk when he DM’d nissenhook but since iben found out in the same episode isak did (end vs. beginning), he would’ve sent it during the week. isak getting drunk by himself on a week night being upset enough about jonas and eva to pull that shit :((( FINALLY- isak dissing bakka media students. honey you’ve got a big storm coming

3. sana: where do I start with this one. throughout the season she comes off as harsh, cold, stubborn, bossy and rude BUT much like a lindt chocolate once u crack that hard exterior u get a beautiful soft inside. not to go all 10th grade english class on u guys but this is exemplified through her wearing literally only head-to-toe black and dark makeup all season (except when she wore those cute heart hijab pins like sana I see you!! I see your soft side it’s in plain sight!!!!!). it makes sense that this is eva’s read on sana though! but once sana’s true intentions are revealed to eva and the audience (she actually cares about vilde a lot! vilde is her friend and she’s concerned for her!) then she comes out in all white... hello symbolism! like sana is SUCH a good friend. she really is. she was so adamant about the girls being cool, sticking strictly to the plan, “eva breakup w jonas lol”, but as soon as the pepsimax girls shit on vilde? she doesn’t HESITATE throwing a drink in their faces like she’s so loyal and cares so deeply even though she hides it. even though vilde hasn’t been a good friend at all to her. I think a lot of why she comes off as rude and cold is because it’s so much easier than being vulnerable (self-projection lol). also. this ties so beautifully into sana’s season but you can really see how she’s the friend who pays attention to everyone but who no one pays attention to. like when she’s missing in ep5, the audience and girls don’t even really notice it? (okay I did but yall know what I mean). but imagine being sana, constantly struggling to make friends because it’s hard for you to show you care about people and you come off as harsh to everyone, and then seeing your new friend group hangout all without you? fuck.

4. noora: I love s1 noora sooo much. genuinely such a unique character??? I don’t even know how to describe her- she’s weird, dorky, cool, confident, funny, headstrong, outspoken, mature, mysterious, alluring? she’s just so strange and captivating. the mom friend but instead of being overprotective of her friends, encourages them to go for it!! clearly a very moral person and a feminist, but not obnoxiously or performatively so. I think the cool thing about her becoming eva’s first friend and later her best friend is the contrast between them in s1- noora must seem like an enchanting, perfect being to eva: she knows exactly who she is, has no insecurities, is incredibly sure in herself and everything noora does is for noora. she’s not concerned with what anyone thinks of her! she’s so separated from what constitutes highschool popularity but her confidence is like... magnetic? in summation peak s1 noora is when she was in the cantina with her feet just.. up on the table sjdsfhjdf. anyways I love s1 noora I wish she stayed around a little bit longer :(

other fun things: -standout actors for me this season: lisa, ina, and iman! -pchris wearing that fedora dancing like that.... this rly is the hottest most popular boy at nissen huh -isak sending the aladdin phone meme gjkjdkgg -when 5 fine frokner plays at the party my ears perk up like a dog -speaking of the party. crazy shit really does always happen on skam halloweens huh -jonas: lies to eva, tells her about how much he lied. jonas: babe u have to start trusting me -JAEVLA HORE also iben biting eva? sffjsdfdjsjhfsd?? -vilde’s retelling of eva “stealing” jonas is SO dramatic but hs really is like that -honestly there’s something about a bunch of girls eating breakfast together, not wearing makeup, not caring about looking nice for each other... this is the moment they truly became friends!!!!!!! -BUTT

thanks s1 love u long time

[sun-flower-children]

A Small Yoonmin Thing.

Yoongi had been spending his last could of weeks alternating between clubs, bars, under ground rapping session and work time in the studio. He hadn’t had much time for anything else. He was running of a two hour nap he took the day before, and had not eating since then either. He had decided if he really wanted this music thing to work, he needed to spend as much time and effort as he could to make the best song with the best lyrics with the best beat. He had gotten a job making beats for a small entertainment company. He enjoyed working there since it was small. He liked how it was usually very quiet, except for the occasional soft music oozing out of the dance room. The work space inw hich he made those songs was enough to fit Yoongi’s entire music collection along with all the binders he had filled with lyric and song ideas. He had a gig that night, and he was going to rap for a rather large crowd using his alter ego’s name: Agust D.  

He settled down in his black chair and he began to create. Yoongi made sure that his lights were not on full blast and rather glowing softly. Enough for Yoongi to see his keyboard, but no so much it gave him a headache. He had been struggling to make the lyrics fit together and reveal a beautiful meaning behind the rap, but he couldn’t figure it out. 

After a few hours of pure struggle, he took off his headphones and rubbed his temples for the hundredth time.  He stood up to stretch his back and the lights in his room suddenly turned off. A black out. 

He walked over to where he last put down his phone and felt around. Once recognizing the device in the dark he turned it on. The brightness shot his face with a blast of light, and he rushed to lower down the brightness. 

He sat down on his chair getting comfortable and started scrolling through his instagram looking at pictures of people with their family and with friends. They were all smiling and having fun with people. Yoongi couldn’t relate he didn’t feel comfortable with a large group of people he didn’t know very well. He had moved to Seoul in hopes of making his dreams come true leaving his best friend behind in Daegu. 

He sighed and he felt his stomach growl, remembering that he hasn’t eaten ina while. He stood up and walked to the door using the flashlight on his phone as a guide. After opening thr door he heard some sniffles at the end of teh hall way. 

Before he could say anything a figure popped up from the ground and walked towards  him.  

“ Hello, my name in Park Jimin. Is it okay if I stay with you until the blackout is over? I don’t know my way around the building and my phone died.”

Yoongi looked at the smaller boy. His hair accentuated his adorable features and his cheeks looked so soft he wanted to reach out and pet them. He noticed the thin tear streaks that stained his face. 

“ Ok.” 

Yoongi continued walking torwards the small office refridgerator and Jimin walked after him. Yoongi couldn’t help but gush at how adorable this Jimin was. 

Not long after, yoongi halted and opened the refrigerator door. He pulled out some snacks and after closing the door, walked back towards his studio again.They entered the small room, Jimin sat down on the floor. Yoongi didn’t want to be rude by sitting on the chair and sat down quietly infront of him. He also gave the cute boy half of the snacks. 

Jimin smiled at him and he realized that he had the most plump lips he had ever seen. Neither of them moved they were just staring into each others eyes. Not yet aware of the heat swarming on their faces. Yoongi felt the need to blinks and that brought the pair back to the human realm and continued to finish their snacks. 

“Im sorry for an inconvenience.... um.. I don’t know your name” 

Yoongi who had been staring and his socks in the dark looked back that the younger.

“ Your not an inconvenience. And it’s Min Yoongi by the way.”  

Yoongi’s voice cracked a bit due to not speaking for some time. Jimin thought of what it was like to wake up next to Yoongi in morning. the groggy voice, the messy hair. He thought that Yoongi would look absolute adorable. He didn’t exactly have a clear image of Yoongi because of the darkness but he was sure Yoongi was good looking.

The lights turned back on and the both of them just took in every detail of their appearance. Jimin ruffled back his blande hair as he stared at the light blue hairs that were framing Yoongi’s face. the both blushed and looked away. 

Yoongi looked down at Jimins cheeks and he poked them. When he realised what he did, he pulled away and apaologized. 

“ Im sorry.”

“ Um...... no.. It’s okay.”

Yoongi looked back at Jimin, noticing something about him. ‘ He doesn’t like his face does he?’ he thought. 

“Jimin..”

“ uh..yeah?”

Yoongi felt the need to help Jimin. He was so small and in need to help. He stood up and reached out a hand to help Jimin up. 

“ C’mon, its time to get up.”

“o-oh, OK”

Jimins small soft hand was warm to the touch and Yoongi loved it. His hands were the perfect size for his. Jimin’s face was burning and Yoongi cool hand was so refreshing and nice to touch. Yoongis long fingers looked so perfect along with his. Yoongi let go and grabbed some of his stuff and when he was done left the building with Jimin. I was cold outside and Yoongi noticed Jimins red ears. Thinking it was from the cold, He placed his grey beanie softly onto Jimins hair. He stopped Jimin so he could tuck some of his hair behind his ear and out of his eyes. He looked so..... kissable. They were the perfect distance from each other but there were other people on the street.

They continued walking. Yoongi sensed that Jimin wanted to say something and looked at him. The younger had been struggling what to ask.

“Where are you going.”

“ Home I have to take the subway.”

“ Oh... Me too.”

“ Do you take the 5th one after 11?’

“ Uh... no.. the 6th.”

They walked down the stairs leading to the subway. There was no one there. An uncommon occurrence. They walked to a pillar of some sort and Jimin leaned against it as Yoongi stood across from him. Time was passing by slowly and it seemed to get slower. The more Yoongi looked at Jimin, the more he wanted to kiss him. His lips. His eyes. His cheeks. HIs hands. He woundered what it would be like. ‘ Better than anyone else I bet’ Yoongi thought. 

Jimin couldn’t look Yoongi in the eye. He was aware that the older was looking at him but didn’t know what to say to break up the awkwardness. They had spent three hours together and he felt like he didn’t want anything more that to feel Yoongi’s lips on his. Jimin just settled looking at Yoongi’s hands. 

Yoongi moved his attention quickly to the announcement of Yoongi’s train approaching. He didn’t know if he was would have another chance to be alone like this. His heart swelled at the thought of Jimin and grabbed his hand. When Jimin looked up, he was greeted with a pair of warm lips. He loved the feeling of the kiss. It was what he wanted and more. Yoongi was gentle, making sure to not hurt or make Jimin feel uncomfortable in any way. 

The rapper had always prided himself in being to hide behind a wall, but Jimin made him soft. He leaned in to Jimin, pushing him against the wall. As he tighented hid grip on Jimins hand he felt Jimin smile a bit into the kiss. Yoongi just felt happier than he had been in a long time. 

They stopped kissing so they could breathe. Jimin broke into his smile and Yoongi smiled back. They looked at each other and leaning in again. 

“ Your going to miss your train.”

“ Jimin, I could care less”

They connected their lips together once again and the world wasn’t okay but in that moment it felt like it would. Maybe, just maybe, if they stay together they would get over anything. 

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MASTERLIST

I made a thing based on a small animation by @tosh--tosh.

I wrote another yoonmin fic : At The Cinema

[mythcarv3r]

Sick Days (Leiffin)

There were a lot of ways James thought his date with Ina would go. Ending up catching a cold and staying home in bed wasn’t one of those scenarios.

It had started the day before the date itself, when he had started feeling a little under the weather. However, he had merely written it off as him just feeling a little overwhelmed with school and whatnot. Ina had mentioned something about him not looking so good, and that maybe he should head back to his dorm and just rest for a little bit. To see if he’d feel any better after a nap or something. So he did, with lots of coercing from Ina, Nadia, and Ryan, who threatened to carry him to his dorm room if he refused. He had snorted and walked down to his room, collapsing almost immediately onto his bed.

When he came to, the digital clock on his nightstand said that it was 2:00 am, he had been asleep since 5:00 pm, holy shit. Not to mention he didn’t feel any better, if anything, he felt a lot worse. Mumbling curses, he stripped down out of the clothes he had been wearing that day and into a more comfortable t-shirt and pajama pants, and laid back down on his bed. He didn’t have a thermometer, but he was almost 100% sure that he had a fever, and his head hurt and he felt as if he might cough up his lungs. Fucking great.

James wasn’t sure when he fell asleep again, but when he woke up, it was 9:00 am, and there was a light knocking on the door. “Ugh.. who is it?”

The door opened, revealing it to be Ina, which put him in a much better mood. She came in and shut the door, putting the bag she held in her hands down on the end of his bed. She took one look at him and went to the bathroom to wet a cloth, putting it on his forehead. “You’re sick.”

He sat up and coughed into his arm. “Yeah, seems that way.”

Ina nodded and reached into the bag, pulling out a thermometer, a small container filled with soup, and a water bottle. She had also included a few books, and her computer, to watch movies on. He sighed happily and pulled her into a hug, burying his face in her neck. She was too good to him.

She smiled and hugged him back, rubbing his back. “I’m going to help you feel better.”

“Thank you.. god, I just feel terrible because we were supposed to go out.” He groaned softly. “‘M sorry, Ina..”

“Don’t apologize, I still get to see you so it doesn’t matter to me.” She hummed and helped prop up the pillows so he’d be comfortable. “Here, you should eat.”

“Ah, yeah.. Thank you again Ina..” He smiled and took the top off of the container, slowly but surely finishing it off. “That was really good, thank you..”

She nodded and put the cover back on, and put the container back in the bag. “You’re welcome. Just let me know if you want me to leave at some point.”

He chuckled and squeezed her hand. “I’d much rather you stay with me.. please?”

Instead of answering, she merely scooted farther onto the bed so that she was sitting against the pillows with him, snuggling up to him. He smiled and wrapped them both in the blanket, just sitting like that for a while.

——————

James had known Ina since elementary school, and had been friends with her since then. It was around their freshman or sophomore year at college that he had bucked up the courage to ask her to be his girlfriend, to which she agreed with zero hesitation. They had been going strong for about a year now, and it was everything he could’ve ever wanted and more.

Ina was smart, intelligent, beautiful in every way, and he felt lucky to have her. He felt especially lucky now, because she was taking care of him. He was always telling her she could go back to her own dorm and rest for a while, and sometimes she did, but she’d always come back. This carried on for a few days until he was finally feeling back to his old self. He met up with friends at their usual meeting spot, the coffee place that was a favorite hangout spot for all the kids that went to the college nearby, and needless to say all his friends were happy to see him.

“Well well well, look what the cat dragged in!” Nadia grinned and handed him his coffee, his usual caramel macchiato. “Nice to see you’re not completely dead to the world anymore.”

Ryan merely nodded, but gave him a small smile to show that he was glad that he was feeling better.

And Ina, she gave his hand a squeeze, to which he responded by lacing their fingers together. “I’m not contagious anymore, don’t worry.”

She nodded and gave him a little peck on the cheek. But cmon, he had gone four days without being able to kiss her, so he cupped her cheeks and kissed her softly, eliciting exaggerated noises of disgust from Nadia.

“Ewww get a room already!” She snorted, laughing louder when he flipped her off.

Ina pulled away, a dazed look on her face. “That was nice.”

He chuckled and wrapped his arm around her, sipping his coffee. “Very nice.”

“I missed it. We all missed you know, you’re hardly ever sick.”

He smiled and kissed the top of her head, smiling at the others. “Yeah, I missed you guys too.”

“So, should we get going? Class waits for no one!” Nadia stood up, leading the way out the door with the others following behind.

The air was cold and crisp, like any fall morning was. Leaves were swirling around on the sidewalk, and there was a light breeze, which would’ve felt cold, except for the fact that his hand was intertwined with Ina’s.

And all was right again.

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At least until Ina got sick.

“Sorry I got you sick..” James laughed nervously as he took the thermometer out of her mouth. Yikes, it was 101.4. He pressed the cold washcloth against her forehead, brushing her bangs out of her face.

“It’s fine, I mean I figured it was going to happen since I was with you a lot last week.” She sighed softly, curling up underneath the blankets.

“I’m still sorry, and I’m going to help take care of you this time.” He smiled and kissed the top of her head. “I promise.”

She nodded and closed her eyes, holding onto him tightly as she dozed off. He smiled at how cute she was, and with his arms around her, dozed off as well.

(I know this is like the generic “sick fic” but there has not yet been one written with Leiffin so I decided to take the lead! Enjoy it :3)

[sepsumoved]

Very Important Headcanon

Okay, so the myth around Inanna’s rise to power/becoming queen is pretty incomplete because the tablet is faded/has pieces missing– but the jist of it is that she and Utu where just “Hey so the House of Heaven falls outside both our domains, let’s just go over there and ask for it” and that’s pretty much what happened. Inanna and Utu traveled though a marsh and when they got to the temple Anu just fucking /gave them the temple with no resistance/. That’s the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard and I don’t accept it, so here’s how Inanna’s becoming queen/and why she has so many fucking domains will be on this blog }

             Inanna had always rebelled against Anu: openly opposed him in court, deliberately disobeyed any order he had given. She had never agreed with his politics, and quite frankly, disliked him. In her mind, he had no sense to how the civilization evolved and he refused to listen to her suggestions, despite her closeness to the mortals her children they ruled over. For thousands of years, their headbutting was relationship was relatively harmless and never evolved into abhorrence, until the Great Flood too place.

             Much like the rest of the pantheon (except for Anu, Enlil, Enki, Ennugi, her older brother Adad, and minor storm gods Shullar and Hanish) Inanna was shocked traumatized and heartbroken by the flooding of the earth and the death of the humans she had created. The fertility goddess screamed and mourned for the full six days and nights, she blamed herself for the destruction, thinking it punishment for much she agitated Anu and the more powerful members of her pantheon. While this should have straightened her out and made her more mindful/respectful of gods older and herself, it only filled her with an insatiable rage and loathing for all involved with the slaughter of her children; and in the moments after the storm and the waters subsided back into the ground, revealing the bloated and rotting bodies of mankind, Inanna decided that they were not worthy of the high council.

             Inanna began with the killing of her twin brothers’ wife Aya, the goddess of dawn, some times after the flood had happened and the rest of the pantheon had moved on. If asked, Ina will claim that it was out of jealousy and pure dislike of the goddess. Eating the dawn deity expanded Inanna’s times of influence (as she’s much more powerful during the night) and gave her the power of another god. No one thought much of this action, as they all knew Inanna to behave brashly and had always had a close relationship with her brother, whom she was possessive of.

              She devoured both Shullar and Hanish, their influence over the weather becoming hers, as well as Ennugi. Over the centuries the pantheon had long since pushed the horrors of those six days and nights to the back of their minds, the major gods had been forgiven for their unjust punishment of the ancient humans, Inanna and Anu’s relationship seemingly returned to normal, but the only difference was Inanna’s growing popularity on earth. Overtime she replaced Anu as the most favored deity and she had slowly picked off minor gods. (These murders did not go without suspicion and there were times when Inanna was punished for such things, but in the end her actions were blamed on he poor ability to contain her emotions and violent tendencies, things that had always been a part of her)

             The earth shook as Inanna consumed her king, who had grown weak without the support of humanity’s loyalty, and the transfer of power shifted in her favor. Meanwhile, her lions, Kaden (her dragon), Ninshubur, and Utu kept the rest of the Pantheon at bay and away from aiding Anu. After the death of the Sky god, she executed/devoured Enlil (god of scribes & decreed fate) and banished her brother Adad from heaven. The only god she left unpunished was Enki, who had aided a mortal family so that they might survive and agreed that the other gods actions were cruel and unnecessary.

            High off the power of several members of her pantheon and their domains, Inanna took the name Ishtar and spent the next few decades asserting her dominance (though truth be told, she did not find much rebellion save for the children/wives of those she killed, as she had no quarrel with the rest of her family) and proving herself as a powerful and successful queen, who even in her hot-temperedness, really just wanted what was right for those under her care.

[yatorihell]

In The Darkness Chapter 34 - Home

Words: 1,110

Summary: Sakura is saved, and Yato finds a new home.

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How Sakura had managed to escape remained a mystery. When they were asked if they knew anything, Yato and Hiyori simply shrugged.

They told Professor Tenjin about Kugaha, who hadn’t been seen since he managed to escape. It seemed he wouldn’t be returning any time soon now that his cover was blown.

Yukine’s leg had been healed, allowing him to leave the infirmary and join Yato and Hiyori in the privacy of the secret room Yato had abandoned in his third year at Hogwarts. They sunk onto the sofas and Yato and Hiyori explained to Yukine what had happened: their disappearance from the infirmary, how they’d saved Sakura, Yato’s past, and about Hiyori’s Time-Turner.

“So that’s why you kept vanishing!” Yukine pointed an accusatory finger at Hiyori. All the times she had vanished without explanation and brushed their questions away were finally answered.

“Sorry,” Hiyori said sheepishly. She had returned the Time-Turner out of guilt, saying that she couldn’t cope with the workload.

Yukine turned his attention back to Yato with a frown. “So, this Father guy…do you live with him?”

Yato looked taken aback, aware of both Yukine’s and Hiyori’s eyes concentrated on him expectantly. No more secrets.

“I ran away when I got my acceptance letter,” he said. “I stole money, the Nimbus 2000 and the invisibility cloak, and ran.”

Yukine’s eyes slid to Hiyori at the same time as they met his. “Where did you go?”

“The Leaky Cauldron.”

The trio was silent for a moment, drinking in this new information. Hiyori recalled how she encountered Yato in Diagon Alley, clothes dishevelled and eyes shadowed. No wonder. He didn’t have a home to go to.

“What are you going to do this summer?”

Yato shrugged. “Same thing.”

“You can’t live there forever,” Hiyori said. It was harsh, but it was true. Whatever money he had left wouldn’t last him another two years until he graduated, let alone one.

“You can stay with me,” Yukine said before Yato could make an excuse. “If you want…”

Yukine scratched his nose, blushing under the touched look Yato had on his face.

“Really?”

“You’d do the same for me,” Yukine answered simply.

Yato smiled at the floor. “I’d like that.”

“Can I visit you?” Hiyori asked suddenly. She bit her lip when both boys looked at her in surprise. It would be nice if she could see them over the summer. “If you'll have me…”

Yukine smiled, exchanging a look with Yato who looked equally happy at the prospect of her staying with them.

“I think we’d like that.” ~

Following the events of that night, Professor Daikoku’s missed classes and ailing health finally made sense. The rumours circulating the school for the last few day were true. He was a werewolf. Yato wandered up to the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom on the final day before they would be sent back home on the Hogwarts Express. Maybe he should apologise. After all, this wouldn’t have happened if he hadn’t ended up in the Shrieking Shack.

Summer warmed the classroom and sent faded sunlight through the latticed windows as Yato padded across the room, his shoes tapping lightly on the stone staircase which led to the back office. He knocked gently, pushing the door open when he heard Professor Daikoku telling him to come in.

Yato looked around in surprise.

The side wall was stacked with suitcases and old chests, leaving the rest of the office bare except for a few piles of books, and Professor Daikoku, who glanced up at him from his desk. His face was lacerated with claw marks, along with a nasty bite which peeked out from his shirt collar. His skin was pale and weathered, but his eyes were warm and dark.

“You’re leaving?” Yato asked.

Professor Daikoku shuffled the papers in his hand into the briefcase in front of his – the same one from the Hogwarts Express, Yato noticed – before tying it shut. He stood up, walking around the side of the desk before resting his hand on it.

“Someone let slip about my condition,” Professor Daikoku said, “and not many people are keen about a…well, people like me, teaching their children.”

Professor Daikoku knew this and, even though the headmaster would try to quell the parents’ worries, he’d resigned.

He didn’t sound sad as he explained this, like it was just a fact of life, but the forced positivity in his voice told Yato that he was disappointed.

“I’m sorry…” Yato said.

“You have nothing to be sorry for.” Professor Daikoku brushed the apology away. “I’m not leaving with nothing.”

Yato cocked his head. Professor Daikoku’s eyes glinted and a smirk tugged his stoic expression apart. Yato guessed he meant more than just possessions. His mind flashed to the image of Professor Daikoku back in Hogsmeade over Christmas, seemingly on a date with…

“You and Madame Kofuku…?”

Professor Daikoku let the smile take over his face. He turned around, walking over to a chest and fiddled with the clasp, piling more books into it. “She knows.”

“Oh.”

The rattles of clasps and footsteps filled the room as Yato watched Professor Daikoku – though technically he wasn’t his teacher anymore – pack the last of his things and pick up the battered briefcase.

He stopped in front of Yato, a satisfied smile on his face. “I’m sure we’ll meet again, Yato.”

Professor Daikoku left the room, his footsteps growing distant from Yato, watching him from the small balcony until the door clicked shut behind him.

~

Yato knew without asking that it was Nora who had revealed that Professor Daikoku was a werewolf. Her self-satisfied smile at the King Cross Station after they had arrived back in London as she watched him pretend to ignore her was proof enough.

Hiyori pulled him along by the arm, following Yukine as he made his way to the luggage carriage through the crowds of students reuniting with long-missed friends and family. Their bags bumped each other as they swung them onto the trolley, Coo Phone ruffling his feathers unhappily as he made eye-contact with Hiyori’s owl, sandwiched next to him.

Smiles plastered on their faces as they made their way through the exit one by one. Yukine, and then Hiyori departed, leaving Yato to linger a moment as he faced the portal, hands gripping the trolley.

Nora could carry on thinking she had won, but this year, Yato had gained so much more than she ever would: a family, small and broken, but still good, lessons and teachers he wouldn’t forget, and finally a place to call home.

Now, with somewhere to go and somewhere to return, Yato vanished.   

[oni-verse]

more!! about callisto & valetudo, who have a lil side story

callisto

valetudo

callisto is friends with koda and koda's older brother, bo. there's a little crew of people over in massachusetts & he's one of them ^^ callisto is probably the one person they have that they all have to believe if he says to trust him. his ability to look into people's minds has made him highly empathetic and given him a strong sense of morals. he's smart, careful, and understanding, and therefore has a loyal group of friends.

he has two parents & has been going to what's essentially a vocational school for in-training heroes looking to get "licensed". callisto is on his way to be licensed as a support

valetudo is more complicated. his mother is a well-known arsonist villain, no one knows her name except valetudo, but it's ina. a lot of them call her "villainess"

valetudo had a father when he was a child, his father is basically the "good parent". if asked about his mother, valetudo will say that his mother seemed to have "snapped" and "gone insane" when he was around 10 years old. she was trying to use and control her husband and son, valetudo says he remembers his father trying to calm ina down and change her mind. he is under the belief that his mother killed his father, although he never saw it happen

without the "good parent", valetudo was left alone with his unstable mother, who built them an underground bunker and kept valetudo locked up there, and began to train him. when he didnt want to, fought back, or resisted, ina would harm him until he complied. she broke him into submission over the years and valetudo began to do her bidding. he became known as a villain, though it was unwilling.

some of his scars from his mother are visible here

valetudo met callisto when he was 24, another "mission" that valetudo was forced on. callisto found him alone, his mind a mess and trying to convince himself to just do what his mother wanted, for his own good. when callisto tried to read his mind and go in deeper, and find out where this conflict came from, it triggered an emotional reaction from valetudo and he became robotic, burning up and seemingly unreachable.

callisto used his mind abilities to speak to valetudo, calming him until he was close enough, and took a chance to show valetudo his good faith. in the process, callisto reached into the flames to touch valetudo, breaking him out of his stupor, and burning callisto badly.

valetudo was taken into custody. callisto got a strong glimpse into his mind, and believed that valetudo wasn't bad, but he needed help and wasn't a horrible, violent person. callisto got valetudo out, and convinced the authorities to allow valetudo into his custody.

callisto gained valetudo's trust and learned about him, allowing valetudo to live in his home. he found out about valetudo's life and what he was forced into, and what happened when he disobeyed. callisto had to reveal that valetudo was living with him to his friends, which didnt go well, but they had no choice but to trust callisto's decision, since callisto is the only one that can see a person's intentions.

in the process of living together and learning about each other, and gaining trust, callisto fell for valetudo, and vice versa. the two began a careful and tentative relationship.

valetudo's personality takes a long time to come out. he's quiet and introspective, and hates to be in the way. callisto's the only person he trusts for a while, but is allowed to be more of himself and ask callisto about the world. being that valetudo was forced underground for most of his life, there's a lot he doesnt know or understand. for the first time, he even gets to choose clothes that arent his mother's fireproofed uniforms. valetudo tries a lot of new foods, he gets to experience stores and restaurants and car rides, and gets to look at art.

being that he was by himself most of the time growing up, he's only had one friend before callisto, but not for long. he's never had a relationship, and most of his view of the outside world was from TV and his vast collection of books. valetudo likes reading, and he would read everything he could find, even gardening books and political theory. he also taught himself to draw and became very good, but he's humble about it and callisto doesnt even know he can draw for a while lol. valetudo's style is realism, and he can draw lots of things from memory, even people. callisto discovers that valetudo had drawn him many times, and recorded little moments they spent together on paper.

once valetudo gains everyone's trust, the others begin to describe him and callisto as "soulmates". theyre very close and remain living together, moving to NYC so callisto can work and valetudo finds what he wants to do with his newfound freedom.

lil post expanding on some lesser seen characters of the superpowered universe (juliet & koda)

this is jay chiang

he's the big cheese. the iron man. the all might. he's based in NYC and he's world famous, known for his immense strength, brains, and contributions to tech, safety, and the superpowered community. he was very active for about 20 years, and then a few years ago, following a large disaster and several blocks being blown up, he stopped working and has rarely been seen. he occasionally makes appearances for publicity and charity/events, but otherwise has been off the crime fighting circuit without an explanation.

jay has a wife, ann, and two daughters. the older daughter is ciel, a dancer that moved to washington. the younger daughter is big in the public eye and has an active online following, but was moved to california with her mother following her father's disappearance.

this is the younger daughter, iris chiang. (formal outfit, current age 19-21)

none of jay's family has powers except for him, but he's honestly relieved by it. jay has seen a lot, had his own fair share of near death experiences, and lost allies. he's a family man! he wants to keep his girls safe, and although the public doesnt know it, thats why he sends his family to the other side of the country.

theres also some other big heroes ive sketched on paper but never posted. theres meetings for the high tier exclusives where they link up, team up, discuss thiiiiings. they help each other and keep in contact. i drew india's largest hero, a woman with a great social presence. there's one i havent drawn but kinda thought about a european man that kinda represents his country. i think jay would be more friendly with the women heroes though lol. theres others. idk who cares

im kinda bad at working this in, in my writing, but i think jay would just be in the main characters' peripheries. he'd be in newspapers, billboards, articles online, advertisements, randomly come up in conversations... juliet would be the only one to never say anything when he comes up o_o

[hurricanestormygirl-blog]

One. more. Time.

It seems that all i ever do is run. It seems surprising to people when they ask me what i do and i smile and say “good question” because if we are being honest i have no clue myself. And yet they ask, is every town, everywhere i've been, they always ask that question.

It seems silly to me, all there asking, i tell them i'll be gone in a little bit, but they try to befriend me anyway. I guess that is the way of people. People always frustrate me, i guess that's why i mostly keep to myself.

I walk down the road of this wooded town i am in, i veer off the path to my camp. The outdoors have always been my friend. I look up at the sky to see the streaks of orange and red disappear to reveal a dark canvas with pinpricks of light seeping through. I see a few bats fly over me, fruit bats i think. I see the two moons of this planet, and know it is time to leave, i have already been here too long. They will come looking for me so now i run.

I walk over to Silver, my horse, and see that she is ready to, i smile and ride off into the night not glancing behind me.

It's not that i care about what i'm leaving behind, more of that i'm afraid of what is to come, that often makes me stay longer than i should. But i never stay longer than a week.

If i was to, i might find a reason to stay. And i can't stay.

I stop and look at the stone to my right. It seems to have writing on it. Seo an áit naofa go ach an dul fiú... Seas san áit mícheart agus... Bí fainiciúil de na dethe... Ná  i anseo ina n-aonar... Bí... unsess…. Ná riamh…. It read. It was very confusing, as bits and pieces had been washed away. “Here is the sacred place that only the worthy go... Stand in the wrong place and... Be wary of the gods... Do not... in here alone... Be... unsess... Do not ever… strange” i  said to no one in particular. “ you can read it?” a small voice asked. I looked down to discover a rather small girl, had to be about five. “Yes i can” i said looking down at her. “ are you going to go in?” she asked. “I don't know, do you think i should” i asked “ no “ she said “ not alone anyway” “ well i'm not alone, you're here aren't you.” i said smiling softly to her. She grinned back “ i suppose” she said. “ well if we are going to go on an adventure together than i should probably introduce myself” i said, dismounting. “ yes you should, then shall i.” she agreed. “ well me first. My name is Gelasius, it means laughter. But you can call me Gel.” i said looking at her. “Are you funny” she asked. “ not especially.” i replied. “ what is your beasts name?” she asked. “ sorry, what?” “ your beast” she repeated pointing at Silver. “ oh, my horse, her name is Silver.”  “why?” “never actually put any thought to that.” “oh, well my names Beatriz but you can call me Bea.” “well very nice to meet you bea.” “you as well gel.”

“Should we go in” i muttered “yeah” Bea grabbed my hand and held it tightly as we moved to the cave entrance. I looked around at the  cave walls, they had pictures and sayings all over. Bea walked over and touched a picture of a bunny, it's soft looking light brown hair seemed to shine in the darkness. Bea touched it and gasped as we seemed to be in the field with the bunny. I could see Bea’s dark hair glint in the soft sunlight. Bea sat in the soft grass in awe. The girl had probably never been out of the woods, never seen this much sun. she ran around in the grass, i watched, smiling softly. I looked behind me and saw the cave entrance, so that must be the way back, don't matter now, we would have to go back eventually, but not now. I heard a sound from the cave, my horse! I had forgotten Silver. “Bea, we have to go” Bea pouted “why “ she said. “Silver might be in trouble” she nodded and we walk to the cave.

Silver was alright, but we saw what was troubling her, there was a group of about a dozen men. I looked at Bea, she gave a small wave to them, “Hi” she said. The men looked a lot like her, i recognized some of them, they brought back bad memories… now i know who they are… oh no.  “my lords” i said and bowed. If i was here i was in trouble. “ Gelasius, nice to see you” the oldest Ryan, said. The second oldest Brenden just laughed and stepped toward me. “When you came last you were told never to return, isn't that right Gel” he said. I nodded slightly in his direction. Erin, god bless him, put his hand on Brenden's shoulder to hold him back. I smiled softly in his direction, “come on” Connor said. Walking off into the woods, Phoenix and Jamal following close behind. It was silly how all of them sort of fit there name. As a past time when i'm not running from my past, and the things i can't have, i look up names and their meanings… from Earth of course… CanTia people (my planet) doesn't put meanings to their names like earth people do. For instance Kameron has a crooked nose, or Ryan is the king, and Harm runs this kingdom's army.  Kenzie and Aubree take up the rear.  There names don't make as much seance as Kenzie is so tan, and i don't know of any elves around here… but still beautiful names. Morgan and Mauricio open the gates in front of us. “We should kill him” i hear Brenden mutter, “calm down Bren” ryan

responds giving him a look Brenden grumbles giving me a death glare. I follow them inside making sure not to look Brenden in the eye, i breathed slowly not looking at anyone. I hear a clunk, a screen. Feel something painful oh

‘I can't stay here’ i think looking around wildly getting out of the soft bed. The blankets seem to weigh me down, like they're asking me not to leave. Wait bed. How in the world did that happen! I was just walking in. i look out the window. The stars glint back at me. Did they do something to me? I don't know how, did i just block it out? Well this is confusing… my thoughts trail off as daylight breaks. This courtyard is not the one i was in earlier today. Well yesterday technically. I walk out of the room as the strong light glints through the window.

“Hello” i call out as i make my way to the kitchen, there is no one there, i check the rest of the house, there is no one any where. I go outside to see if i can see where i could be. I hear the crunch of snow under my feet. I could have sworn it was summer. What is happening?

To say Erin was mad would be an understatement. Erin was furious. Brenden knew he had get out of here. The axe fell out of his hand as he backed away from Erin. “ how could you!!!” Erin screamed. Crying, Bea went over and hugged him. Brenden didn't want to kill him… ok that was i lie… Bren totally wanted to kill him. But Gel should have known not to come back. It didn't matter now though, right? What's done is done. Silver winnied from the courtyard, like she knew something was wrong. ‘Gel should  have never come, Gel, why did he have to die.’ Erin thought. Gel did the unspeakable the last time he was here, the first one to do something like that for the longest time… no one knows quite what he did, but no one questioned it. No one even thought to question it it wasn't as if anyone could do anything about it it's just the way things were no one went anywhere they weren't supposed to know no one did anything they weren't supposed to do except for gel he did everything he could, to keep him away from the truth, impossible,  so was it really worth it, is it really worth it to resist? He got the truth, that’s what counts right? That he helped millions of people, even if he did die in the end… who knew that one lousy packet of paper, revealing that really there was someone playing god, that there was a reason that there were people starving on the streets, too bad the word never got to spread as much as he hoped it would.

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Episode #7 “#Zachexposed Party” -Jess

-VI was voted out and now I’m forever sad. I wish you the best VI and hope you feel better soon! Goal #1 can never be accomplished now so that’s a bummer. But at least my alliance member RACHAEL wasn’t voted out! And now we’re doing Touchy Subjects with 95% negative answers. Drama here we come! 

-We won another Challenge! Annie Tribe curse has been officially broken! Touchy Subjects was the name, and me winning was the game. I don’t ducking know. But I scored the highest on my tribe and won a ~mysterious package~ which turned out to be an idol clue. “Find the idol will no longer be a walk on the shore. In order to succeed, two items you will need.” So at least three searches in the idol search I suppose. I might share the clue with JESS and BIRCH and have them help me find the idol. Though I might just tell them part of the clue or something so they don’t have the whole picture. I’m undecided. I’m really hoping the other tribe votes off ALI, COLLIN or RUTHIE, since I think I’m the least likely to work with any of those three. RACHAEL must stay, BODHI I could work with and TIMMY I’m neutral on. CINDI is a bit of a wildcard but I think I could manage to work with her as well. JESS is speculating there’s a merge after the vote and I’m inclined to agree with that. A new idol search and we’ll be at 13 players which is a typical merge. I did not come into this game expecting to win, or even make the merge. But now I think I have a real shot at going far. Imagine me getting to FTC twice in a row in Atomic. How cool would that be? 

Death by Skittle

-(this is for last round i am a bit late) Last round in the video challenge, which I ended up somehow becomming the editor for. First of all, I asked for the video clips to be in by sunday night so that I could do the video and be done with it, but Chips put it off and ended up making us wait till Monday morning which really set us back. Then Keegan submitted videos with almost no sound and little feeling so it was hard to use any of his clips. Then Jess decided to edit the video I made, and when she did that the lyrics didnt match the song anymore and it almost cost us the challenge. We also found out Birch has a +10 advantage, so need to be aware of that.Birch and Chips are my biggest targets on this tribe, and i am still ina  really good spot with Zach and Jess, and close allies with Gavin and Keegan

-This round was touchy subjects. The tribe thought that I was the mvp of the tribe which makes me a possible target with the merge coming up. It was also revealed birch is not in a great place on my tribe and they also said they believe the majority of the tribe thinks I am next to go. I am concerned about my placement with them. Overall this round made me a bit nervous, but excited to hope for a merge in the future.

-There's a Mesopotamia/Svalbard alliance with Bodhi, Rachael, Collin, and me which I love cause I love all those people except Rachael sometimes but she hasn't had to do schoolwork once this game so that's nice. I'm just kidding I love Rachael as long as she doesn't have homework. Cause when she has homework that means she's voting me out. I swear the moment she has to do schoolwork its' done. And then Ali and Bodhi are on weird ground because of how Bodhi got rid of Ali in Lover BUT I REALLY WANT US TO HAVE AN ALLIANCE CALLED THE LOVERS CAUSE 1) Ali is very loyal so, like, I want to work with him 2) THAT NAME IS GREAT AND I DEMAND IT IN MY LIFE Then there's Timmy who has only spoken to me on call or in tribe chat. Nothing beyond that. So, like, bye Timmy. Bodhi also has an issue with Timmy but Rachael swears he's okay. But I don't want to have two Timmys anyway. What even are their last initials? Don't care enough to learn them. BYE TIMMY! Then there's Ruthie who is very sweet and I don't think super strategic? At least not at this point. She just seems like a nice mom. I don't even know if she is a mom. But she would be a nice one to, like, a 3? year old. Idk. Mom vibes. So I'd like to keep her in and I'm assuming that touchy subjects leads to a swap or merge (but this is a very early merge) so, like, hopefully she doesn't have to go after Timmy. It's absolutely insane to me that all of the tribals I've been to have been easy votes? Something spicy needs to happen sometime. Other tribe has had interesting votes. Not us. Couldn't be us.

-So Timmy thinks Collin, Rachael, him, and I are voting Bodhi out and possibly Ruthie as well. Yet he has still not messaged me once. Sir, why would I vote out Bodhi, whom I love dearly, to save your sorry ass when you have not even spoke to me? This dude either has an idol or is just crazy cause, like, that is not how you play Survivor. Do you actually want to stay? Then talk.

-okay! so we have quite a bit to catch up on... but on the bright side. WE WON IMMUNITY FOR ONCE! HALLELUJAH! i got sent to the treehouse which was EXCITING and i found the idol clue... which was literally to the idol i had so that was DISAPPOINTING to say the least. however, i also found the location of the other idol but someone else has it, which is good info to have at least. i posted a lot of my important information in my confessional, so i am just going to repost it here. basically, jess and i had a really good call about how we are not on the bottom, but are not in a good spot come merge. it's clear who is in power over here (zach, keegan, timmy)--because birch is with keegan, so we can't make a move against zach. so, if we lose again chips will leave (who is arguably a number for us because jess has him wrapped around his finger). on the other hand, i kind of have an in with zach and keegan--so i want to be able to milk that for as long as possible to get information on others in the game. but i am really not liking the closeness of timmy and zach especially (kind of keegan, but he has been a bit more lowkey the past few rounds, which is smart on his part). i just have a lot of adjusting to do, and i need to start planting seeds to turn people against each other (especially if we are merging soon). i feel good with rachael obviously, but i don't know how close she is with keegan/zach--but i do think she would turn on them eventually (just not anytime soon). im hoping the apparent alliance of 6 (now 4) and keegan/timmy/zach kind of battle one another and take each other out and i can just play the middle and watch them crumble.

-ARE WE SURPRISED MY CONFESSIONAL IS LATE AGAIN? I AM NOT... BUT I AM SORRY. anyways, this round the challenge was touchy subjects which was LOVELY for me because i am fucking AMAZING at knowing what other people are thinking so i basically knew i had it in the bag from the get-go. When we won, and I got that secret advantage which was an idol clue... that literally made no sense to me. however, i think i need to find two keys in order to get the idol... so, the first step for me is to hunt down these goddamn keys i guess. anyways, back to the tribe stuff... so, following the challenge and the post-winning glee emerged, jess and i went on call and discussed everything we were thinking. we were both very worried about crackhead zach's connections, and basically knew that we were merging, and he would be kind of untouchable as a result. however, if we were to have thrown the challenge, it would have been the perfect opportunity to take him out. however, it was too late to consider that, and we just had to continue our discussion about the game further down the line. so, on the topic of zach, jess mentions the "alliance" made between her, timmy, and zach. we both knew zach and timmy were very close, but this just confirmed it even more. basically, zach brought up the idea of making a 9 person alliance excluding ali, birch, chips, and i believe cindi. which, from that point, they could side with either me/keegan, or side with the other four (i don't know why i am being paired with keegan but go off i guess). i obviously didn't like hearing that, and it made it even more clear to me that he is playing not only a messy game, but an extremely wishy-washy game too. his loyalties seem to be all over the place, and i never see myself being one of his top priorities with collin, timmy, and rachael (and others) in the game. so, when the time is right... i am going to be the one to send his ass to ponderosa. i just hope i can keep my idol in the process for protection further down the line.

https://youtu.be/UolbDzsPoho (round 6)

https://youtu.be/wLA8Pt4bXlQ

https://youtu.be/jn8XxFsmPQU

So it’ll probably be between myself and Bodhi at tribal tonight because I don’t really want him gone. He’s talking to me about a plan but he’s not giving an concrete answers and with that then I can’t help both of us. I already told him ruthie but he didn’t want to and I said that’s fine I only said her bc she seemed the easiest option, tbh I don’t really want her gone either since she’s not a threat. But when asking who he wants after that bc he said we could have our og tribe and ruthie vote together he didn’t give a name. The concern is, Rachel and Cindi are friends and I don’t think will vote each other. The biggest threat is Rachel because of her outside connections with Cindi, Zach, and I think Timmy Z, so concern is there. 

https://youtu.be/cX7Ieh2o3QU

https://youtu.be/HGm7ukcUEcU

Ladies, gentlemen, or whatever you identify as.... welcome to Phase 1 of the.... #Zachexposed party... hosted by me, Jess! I've decided I've been tame for too long and there needs to be a shake up. I haven't decided how quickly I want to do this BUT if I win first immunity I'm going for it. Zach is arguably the most dangerous player in the game right now. He's literally playing the game I typically play and I see right through it. No "large groups", working with small groups only, making people feel like they are his "true number ones" and attempting to align their interests with all the other groups. In his mind right now he sees himself covered by 8 people. 

The 8 people: 1. Jess 2. Timmy Z 3. Gavin 4. Cindi 5. Rachael 6. Collin 7. Collin 8. Either Timmy L or Bodhi How does this all work exactly? 

Let me break it all down for you: He has an alliance with: - Me & Timmy - Keegan & Gavin & (Rachael) - Me & Gavin & Timmy & Keegan - Connections with: --> Collin/Rachael/Cindi on the other tribe. I don't think it is a coincidence that the other tribe wants him on their team... ANYWAYS. 

What is phase 1 exactly? - Planting the seeds, laying down the blue print, and rallying the misfits. How: Rallying the troops: - I told Chips about the old tree house idol clue and the whole next round we are merging message I recieved. --> Obviously that builds a continued line of communication and hopefully trust. He feels pretty alone and I really think he's CRUCIAL to my game. - I also told Birch about my findings because those two (Chips and Birch) would never compare notes on me I don't think? --> Birch also feels a bit alone and they are CRUCIAL to my game. Lastly, I have an "alliance" with everyone else and they will tell Gavin everything before me so I'll be in the know. 

The ammo: - I can use the fact that the other tribe wants ZACH with them as another counter point - Confessionals of proof that Zach/Collin have been close recently which might not even mean anything to people but it counts when you got NOTHING. - The knowledge of him having an alliance with me/Timmy - The knowledge of him having an alliance with Keegan/Gavin - The knowledge of him having an alliance with Keegan/Gavin/Rachael - The knowledge of him being extra close with Rachael so whatever connections she made.. he has a head start on. - I also know he's close with Collin so they could essentially do the whole "control one side and you control the other" 

HOWEVER THE MOST IMPORTANT PIECE OF EVIDENCE/ AMMO IS: - Zach has basically given me the key to the palace today where he told me we could flip on Gavin/Keegan at 9 and "go with the other four" meaning.. Cindi/Bodhi/Collin/Rachael. Meaning.... he exposed who is he close with and people might wonder how they fit into his plans. Can't go to final 2 with 8 other people... 7 people will get cut and that's on mathematics. I'm not entirely sure how to go about this all... this is probably going to either tank my game or change the game. If Zach is as well connected as I think he is... this is going to be hard. I'll need to flip the people not in on that plan such as Ali, Chips, Birch, myself, Gavin, Ruthie... but there is NO WAY Ali just votes with us like that.. he has his allegiances. So I have to be subtle about this or I go gun blazing and be crackedt. I know we are merging tonight and it will be a new game and I'm excited. 

-this tribal is about to be messy af. timmy threw my name out to ali, bodhi and ruthie with the logic that "itd be entertaining" and that im well connected which is fair. but im also well connected so like...ali and bodhi both told me about it which is cute. so if everything goes the way timmy wants it to go, its gonna be ali, bodhi ruthie on me and me, cindi and collin on bodhi leaving timmy as the swing vote. HOWEVER the tribe wants timmy out unan. bodhi and i might throw votes on ruthie just to protect me in case of an idol but yeah. its gonna be a fun one.

-there has been talk of a 2-1-1-1-1-1 split for this vote. i really wanna do it but cindi said no :'(

-also if i find out through this whole mess that Bodhi was playing me, i think i will cry for the rest of my life

hello so confessional time. I've been really deflated and second guessing myself but I'm turning it around. timmy is going home tonight and love him but he is donezo. in other news: - cindi, collin and bodhi...? defo a group. - had a kill bill sirens moment thinking cindi was blindsiding me earlier because of a miscommunication related to the fact that there are two timmys in the cast - am now in an alliance with cindi collin and ruthie co loves of my life - I think I made rachael mad today NNN my bad but im prepared and READY for 13th

So... I guess I am not very well liked on my tribe based on touchy subjects. I kind of got that impression anyway since I have been borderline inactive with the move. Anyway Jess told me that there is a merge coming up according to the tree house or whatever so... I hope I dont fizzle out and get booted right at merge. Not sure who to connect with but!!! I am ready to swing if the other side needs me .

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It’s already apparent a small minority of zealots will do everything they can to use the coronavirus crisis to eradicate the right to an abortion Sign up for the Week in Patriarchy, a newsletter​ on feminism and sexism sent every Saturday. Texas says abortion not essential, church services areCoronavirus is an unprecedented public health crisis. But, for some Republicans, it’s also a political opportunity: anti-abortion activists are ruthlessly using the pandemic as an excuse to crack down on reproductive rights. Six conservative states – Indiana, Iowa, Mississippi, Ohio, Oklahoma and Texas – have categorized abortions as non-essential, except in very limited cases, effectively banning access to the procedure during the pandemic.Federal judges have stopped the bans from going into effect in most of these states. However, on Tuesday an appeals court ruled that Texas could reinstate its abortion ban. 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As is the case with all restrictions on abortion, the burden will fall disproportionately on low-income women without the resources to travel.It is also likely that the Texas abortion ban will result in more women attempting dangerous DIY procedures. According to a recent study women in Texas are already three times more likely to try to end their pregnancy on their own than women in other states.There is nothing pro-life about exploiting an emergency to further a political agenda. There’s nothing pro-life about forcing women to give birth during a pandemic. There’s nothing pro-life women having to put themselves in danger to get the help they need, and the services the constitution is supposed to protect. But, as has always been clear, anti-abortion fanatics don’t care about “life”, they care about control.The Texas abortion ban is supposed to be temporary. But our civil liberties are most fragile during times of fear and crisis; rights that are lost are not easily won back. It’s not just our physical health that we need to worry about during this pandemic; it’s the health of our democracy. As is already apparent, a small minority of zealots will do everything they can to use this crisis to eradicate the right to an abortion in America. Don’t nag your husband during the lockdown, ladiesThe Malaysian government recently put out a series of online posters advising the country’s women not to nag their husbands during the coronavirus lockdown. Posters also urged women not to be “sarcastic” and to dress up and wear makeup. This advice did not go down very well and the government has now apologized. Peru and Panama institute sex-based curfew to combat coronavirus spreadIn Panama, women are allowed to leave home to buy necessities on Monday, Wednesday and Friday. Men can go out on Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday. Nobody can leave the house on Sunday. Similar sex-based measures are in place in Peru. It’s like a dystopic Craig David song.It’s also a nightmare for trans people: police in Panama have already detained a transgender woman for being out on the wrong day. 31 March was International Day of Transgender VisibilityIdaho celebrated it by pushing through two anti-transgender bills. The state’s Republican governor approved discriminatory legislation that prohibits transgender people from changing the sex on their birth certificate and banned transgender girls and women from competing in female sports. Australia offers free childcare during coronavirus crisisThe Australian government is promoting this plan as a way to keep childcare centers open during the crisis. While free childcare sounds brilliant, Eva Cox unpicks the problems with the program in the Guardian. “Rather than using the crisis as the means to reform the problematic high-fee structures and maldistribution of childcare services – let alone needed reforms to very low pay rates – good PR appears to be the aim.” Pregnant women, listen up!“File for the [US government] stimulus for your fetus,” a viral tweet this week advised. “You either get paid, or Republicans will have to admit a fetus isn’t a child.” Gender reveal party causes large fire in FloridaPlease, please, please can the awful gender reveal party craze end? Not only is it regressive and weird, it’s killed a bunch of people. ‘During a crisis, a cocktail hour can be almost any hour’Wise words from Ina Garten, who delighted the internet by posting an Instagram video (at 10am) of her making an enormous quarantine cocktail. Cheers everyone! The week in potato-archyVia the magic of filters, a woman accidentally turned herself into a potato during a work video meeting and couldn’t un-spud herself. “I was so confused as to why I was a potato,” she said. “Of all the things I could be, why a potato?”

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