#why didn't she tell him that he definitely wasn't hallucinating

[ur-stepdad]

so funny for someone in a fantasy world to see/hear something no one else can and their first and ONLY thought is "huh i guess i'm hallucinating". that was real as fuck

[thedreadvampy]

sometimes I forget that my experience has been. um. not 'your experiences are not universal' vibes but more like 'your experiences are EXTREMELY atypical'

[nebulatrifid]

My analysis of Viktor and Sky in Arcane:

I do think Viktor and Sky were acquaintances however they weren't really close. You see this in the flashback where Viktor is playing with his boat as a child. Sky looks down at him but doesn't join him, and instead goes to play with other kids. They did grow up together though, knew each other, but essentially have the same relationship you do with the other people in your highschool graduating class.

This relationship is still something though and is why Viktor helped Sky get a job as his lab assistant. Viktor is definitely portrayed as an introvert in the show and while he probably made small talk with Sky, said hello, asked how her day was going, ect, their relationship was never anything more than coworkers. This is reinforced by him referring to her as "Ms. Young" rather than Sky. During the Progress Day Presentation, Sky also walks in with Jayce but doesn't say anything to Viktor.

After her death, Viktor feels upset and rightfully so. He is the reason she is dead. Viktor is a human being and any human would feel incredibly guilty about what happened. He does take the time to read over her notes and realized firstly that Sky thought they were a lot closer than he did. This makes Viktor feel even more guilty because they worked together for seven years, he should have made more of an effort to get to know her, but he didn't. Viktor also realizes that him and Sky would have gotten along if he knew her better, and maybe even sees part of himself in her (he didn't want to spend the rest of his life as an assistant, Sky probably didn't either).

After leaving Jayce and becoming Jesus, either Viktor or the Arcane creates the version of Sky we see in Act 2 to help him process his grief. The Sky we see is shown to be forgiving of Viktor and supportive of his actions. Their conversations are based on Viktor's perception of her from her notes, and I do think the Arcane also influences this hallucination to guide Viktor along. This is supported by Sky telling Viktor he shouldn't try and heal Vander. She also seems to be assuring Viktor that what he is doing is correct.

In order for Viktor to fully evolve though, he needs to get rid of his humanity. This involves releasing the version of Sky he created since she existed to help him process his guilt. When she says "no you won't" she is reminding Viktor that she is a creation of his human emotions, and that she wasn't the real Sky. Viktor won't miss her because she was talking to himself.

Finally, there are a lot of mirrors in Arcane. If Viktor and Sky weren't close, Sky probably invented a version of Viktor that she fell in love with. Viktor then later created a version of her that he became friends with. I don't think Viktor has any romantic feelings for Sky (this is kind of confirmed by the show creators).

Anyways yeah that's my theory. I feel like Arcane left a lot unsaid and this kind of strings together a lot of the loose threads with Viktor and Sky's character. I wish we got to see more of Sky, but she hardly had any screen time. I also wish we got more of an explanation as to what the purpose of her season 2 character was. I kept expecting them to do some big reveal but she kind of just disappeared and nothing more was said. I personally don't think season 2 Sky was the real Sky, her character just didn't seem consistent with how she acted in season 1.

[arttsuka]

Ok here are my thoughts about arcane season 2, buckle up

I wana say, I liked the second season, less about what we saw, more about the story they wanted to tell.

It started fine but as soon as episode 4 came the problem was clear. The pacing was bad. Everything was happening too fast, there was no time for smaller moments. A lot of character development was off screen too.

I've heard they were supposed to have more seasons but decided last minute to cut the show short because 'there are more stories to be told'.

Caitlyn had most of her arc off screen which is such a shame, I really wanted to see how she realized she was being manipulated, I wanted to see her dictatorship era. But we got none of that, it's implied it happened but we didn't get to see it.

Sevika was relevant up until ep4 and then we see her again in ep8. I don't think she has any speaking lines after ep4. Such a waste of her character, she was really interesting.

Isha. She came to the series as suddenly as she left. I have a lot of problems with her character, one of them being that she wasn't introduced organically. She randomly fell on Jinx (by accident). Arcane relies way too much on 'right place right time', on coincidences so, when that can be avoided, it definitely should. Make her fall on top of the first person that passed through on purpose so she won't get hurt (that person being Jinx is the only coincidence here). Her sacrifice felt a bit unearned because we didn't get to see her a lot, and after ep6, they never speak of her again (it affected Jinx sure but they don't even mention her once).

Mel. They did her dirty this season. They speedruned her arc (and the whole thing felt so out of place). I've heard that maybe the next show was going to be focused on Noxus etc which, if it turns out to be true, would be a bad decision. If they are actually planning on making something about Noxus, I'd at least expect Ambessa to be there and also, it would be a great opportunity to learn about Mel and her powers in greater detail instead of whatever we got.

Viktor as the herald, ultimate life form or whatever was so short lived. Make you wonder why they decided to include it only in the last episode instead of implementing a bit earlier.

Vi was also so, useless this season. She did almost nothing. She was a punching bag for the most of it.

Jinx felt a bit ooc, less about what she was doing and more about how there wasn't any time to see her get over Silco's death. Silco had such a negative effect on her mental health (all these hallucinations from s01) but he dies and boom, mentally stable? I would have liked to see her become healthier (it would also tie nicely with getting to know Isha better).

Vander. They brought him back. It was actually foreshadowed in the first season. Him being back is not my problem, on the contrary I think it was a great way to naturally bring Vi and Jinx back together. My problem was how we see him for 2 episodes (and then he 'dies'). It felt like a waste of time honestly, time that could have been used to see something else.

Episode 6 has to be the worst episode of the whole show. The pacing is pretty bad. The events that take place in it feel like 3 episodes, not 1. We get not 1 but 2 different artstyle montages, making the episode look, weird...

The best episodes were probably ep03 and ep07. Both had nice pacing (especially ep07, it felt like it was straight out of s01) and the story explored in them was pretty captivating. But I do have a problem with ep07. It's where Ekko got his 'time powers' from and honestly, they were pretty underwhelming? Also not at all well implemented to the story. We literally see him use them 3 times. 1: when he finds out about them, 2: when he saves Jinx and 3: when he goes back to try not to get captured by Viktor's mannequins. The last 2 on the same episode. That 4-second-limit was never really relevant (at least I don't think it's was). They wasted an entire episode giving him powers only for him to never really use them and for the machine to act as a bomb.

Also I didn't like the dancing scene with Powder and Ekko. I understand the vision behind it but I felt like my TV was dropping frames. It felt choppy, cheap (such a shame for a beautiful scene).

Now, I liked the lesbian sex scene in ep8, I really did, but it felt so out of place. Jinx basically implied she was going to kill herself, Vi was on the verge of tears because she was insecure about how she seemed to only make the wrong choices and then, that scene happens. It leaves a bitter taste in my mouth. I've seen people compare it to the s01 'Jayce/Mel vs Viktor dying' scene and while I understand where the comparison is coming from it's definitely not the same. In that scene, Jayce didn't know Viktor was dying (he knew about his deteriorating health, but he was clearly shocked and left Mel to go check out on him etc etc).

Also, Caitlyn should have gone down on Vi. I think they image would have been stronger. Vi was at the bottom of the barrel her entire life (literal plot point, being from the undercity etc) so seeing Caitlyn, someone of higher status and power, being the one to 'bow' would just be more powerful. Just a thought.

I just feel like I liked their relationship and dynamics more in s01. They had more casual moments, more natural dialogue. Yes we won but at what cost? Their relationship was so sweet in s01. In s02 it started sweet, turned out to be manipulative on Caitlyns side*, they break up and then they're fine again.

*in ep3 it's clearly shown that while Caitlyn loves Vi she's willing to manipulate her to reach her own goals. That first kiss we see was definitely more of a 'I'm gonna play with your emotions so you don't doubt me' rather than 'let's just kiss now'.

I liked how Jinx cut her hair. The whole 'hair holds memories' and how she was ready to move on. Too sad that scene didn't have the proper gravity it deserved because the lesbian sex was happening (probably) the same time.

Ep9 was, something. I'm conflicted about it. On one hand I really liked how they tied up Viktor's and Jayce's plot lines, on the other hand everything else was so rushed. Caitlyn and Mel were a team (they didn't feel like one honestly), they fought Ambessa and then she randomly died from the black rose. It felt like they just wanted an excuse to kill her. 'She needed to die so Mel could become the wolf' no, not really. She could still be alive, have Mel 'spare her life' or something. It would be more on track with Mel's ideals that way.

Jinx sacrificing herself to save Vi was also so forced**. It felt specifically written so she could 'die'. I do believe that 'Jinx is alive' theory because Caitlyn looking at the vents while holding that monkey head Jinx's bomb had + that air balloon Powder said she'd fly away with are all too specific to be coincidences.

**her sacrifice was forced but foreshadowed. Isha was acting as an 'archetype' of what Jinx had to become. Her whole existence in the show was so Jinx could become an icon for Zauns revolution and for her to sacrifice herself so Jinx could see and do the same, break the cycle.

What really bothered me was how Jayce and Viktor seemed to be the only characters who had a complete story, everyone else had a lot missing scenes (they did too but way less, there never was a point where I thought 'where does this come from?', everythingwas explained about them. I wish I could say the same about the 'arcane', magic). It's so unfair, on the female lead show about 2 sisters for the male characters to be the final focus. Also another thing that bothered me how they did a seemingly better job at writing Ekko/Powder, the straight ship we got to see for 1 episode on a different timeline, rather that Vi/Caitlyn, the lesbian ship AND main focus since they're both main characters from the timeline were following.

Something else, I feel like the score for s01 was better/more memorable than s02. Sure s02 has some pretty good songs but s01 felt more diverse on that? Maybe that's just me.

Kinda lazy how they used the same song for the opening credits while using visuals way too similar (if not the same) to the artstyle of the show. Although, truth to be told, the s01 opening was way too good for any standards, it would be very hard if not impossible to make something better. Still, I feel like they could have done a better job.

Also maybe that's just me but there were a lot of predicable moments. Sometimes a scene would start playing and I'd know exactly where it was going (something I can't say for season 1).

I really liked in s01 how in each episode, before the opening, we got to see some glimpses from the past of each character. It was a great way not to have too many random flashbacks and include these scenes organically in each episode. In season 2 we don't get that. I understand that we already know these characters but it's still something I adored from s01.

What made s01 so appealing was how they handled the story, didn't rush things. How they took their time to make us understand and like the characters. With s02 we didn't get that luxury.

Season 1 was a masterpiece and unfortunately, season 2 didn't meet the expectations.

I still enjoyed watching it but it was definitely not as good as the experience of watching s01.

[hyperactivewhore]

Wasn't klamille toxic like klaroline and his other ships

Klaus was honestly the problem he wasn't ready for relationships

Klamille was definitely toxic, but I feel that was only in season one. Klaus abused and treated Cami badly, that's undeniable and I won't make any excuse for it.

However, unlike all of his other relationships, such as the one he has with Hayley, Caroline and Aurora, he actually apologizes and intends to do better by her without any kind of begging or interference by other people. I mean, we've all seen Caroline having to practically beg Klaus to save her life, and once she saw that didn't work, she basically had to eat her own words and tell him he wasn't pure evil, while she was forced to endure hours of excruciating pain and potential death because of him.

And, of course, Elijah being the person who forces Klaus to do better by Hayley continously: forcing him to not murder Jackson, asking him to bring Hayley back from the bayou and into their home, who was weeks away from giving birth to their daughter, not to say he didn't even care about the fact he was stealing six months from Hayley, months she could've spent with Hope, all because of his bruised ego, and my personal favorite is, of course, the fact Klaus only realized his actions at the end of season two were wrong because Elijah was mad at him and refused to treat him nicely.

But Cami refused to take any of it. When Klaus hurt her, she demanded an apology and she got it, she always called him out, never let her thoughts be silenced or discarded and their respect for each other was mutual. Klaus didn't respect any other woman as much as he did Camille, and that's a fact. When Cami died, he lost his mind and hallucinated her for fifteen years, while with Hayley's death, he cared more about Elijah, and with Caroline's return in TO, it was so painfully clear he was searching in her the women he lost (Cami, and Hayley, in a certain way).

Klamille is by far the healthiest ship Klaus has, and the biggest connection he has with a woman who doesn't share his blood, and that's the reason why he allowed her into his house, into his family and considered her as such.

But I do agree. Klaus was never mature enough for a relationship with any of these women, which is really ironic considering klamille was a canon couple in season three. Either way, thanks for the ask!

[ahllohehn]

gem gem gem gem gem gem gem

maybe how she became the oracle in the first place?

definitely not gonna use this as a base for smth no siree

Gem swallowed nervously, keeping her gaze on the small table that separated her from the two older teens across from her.

She doesn't know how she got in this situation, or maybe she did but she found the reasoning too insane to actually believe it.

All she remembered was accidentally almost causing the death of her senior after attempting to backseat how he should fight a chimera who broke in during their school basketball event. Honestly, if she were in the right mind that time, she would've known to keep quiet and run away along with the other kids. But, unfortunately, she wasn't. She couldn't help but hype up the person fighting off the chimera, only for her hype to backfire as the next thing she knew her senior was too distracted by her shouting that he got flung across the gym. She was too high on excitement when she first saw how one of the students stayed and directly confronted the monster who Gem would've otherwise assumed she was hallucinating about again.

But alas, excitement gets her nowhere. Or, actually, excitement gets her a free meal to one of her favorite cafes with the downside of being inspected closely by her very much alive schoolmate and his concerningly curious hawaiian shirt wearing companion.

Gem was picking at her pasta for the 10th time before Xisuma finally spoke up.

"You saw the chimera," he started.

The ginger haired girl nodded, "I also saw you get absolutely destroyed by it."

Silence, and then followed by badly hidden snickering from... Keralis, was it?

The snickering helped to ease Gem's nerves a bit before the nervousness returned after glancing at Xisuma's unmoving figure. Even under the mask she swears he never wore to school, she could tell he didn't take this situation as lightly as the other did.

"That... Yes, you did," the masked teen sighed.

She hunched over herself and tried not to overthink his sighs and his stiff body language, but she must've made for quite a pitiful figure if Xisuma had to will himself to transform into a friendlier appearance to make her talk.

Gem's eyes sparkled as she came face to face with a brown furred bunny rabbit with purple eyes.

"Do you feel more at ease if I talk like this?"

"Yes," the answer was immediate.

Shamelessly, Gem's hand went to gently pinch at Xisuma's furry ball form as he nonchalantly continued to converse, ignoring the way he was getting petted and cooed at by both of his companions as he seriously oriented Gem on why they gathered in the first place.

"It is not always that mortals can see what we can--" Pinch.

"The oracle is on her last legs and we--" Pet.

"--think that you seem gifted enough to take on the job on her behalf--" Stretching both of his cheeks.

"Apollo had informed us that he--" A giggle and another pinch to his furry form.

"-- had prepared you long before you knew of him and your own abilities--" A poke to his floppy ear.

"He told us to send a message--" A pause.

"Little sunseed, the future is now--" Xisuma was once again cut off as Gem excitedly patted his head like a button.

"....Gem,"

"You're too cute!"

"..."

Keralis finally couldn't help but cackle.

[lokisprettygirl]

Under his influence (Post Avengers! Loki x female reader)

Read chapter 13 here // Series Masterlist

Chapter 14

Summary : Loki wants to take you to the tower with him, you have a strange dream about you two.

Warning: 18+, mention of sex, mention of psychological torture, angst, insecurities, self deprecating behaviour, cute aggression, also Melissa again

“Come stay with me at the tower while you’re healing”

"Wait what?" You propped yourself on your elbow as he put forward his proposition so he placed his hands on your shoulder.

"Alright, first of all, lie back down my darling you need rest" he laid you down, tucked you under the cover and kissed your forehead, the small adorable smile on his face was your undoing, you didn't know why but the gesture made you want to squeeze him to death. So you did. You cupped his cheeks and kissed him as furiously as you could, an aggressive growl escaped your throat and once you pulled away you found him staring at you.

"What just happened?" He chuckled

"I had the urge to smother you because you're so cute, it's called cute aggression, it's an actual thing, get used to it because I'm going to do it alot because you're so cute it hurts my brain and gets me all mad that I can't just squeeze you until you're all pulpy" his mouth gaped in shock for a moment before he leaned down and kissed you "You'll forget what I just said right?I'm on heavy drugs"

"I will try, it's just hard to do so after learning that you have violent fantasies about killing me because I'm so cute" he air quoted the word cute and it made you smile.

"Not killing, it's just me wanting to squish you until you're all flat and pulpy, I want you all squished together, I also want to bite you..like this part right here" you trailed your fingers over his developed deltoids "Ohhhhh goooodd" there it was, the animalistic growl again and it made him laugh.

"Do it then"

"I'm not going to bite you..it will hurt lo"

"Hurt me? I am god you dainty little creature, you can't hurt me, go on, you know you want to"

He leaned down and kissed on your neck, pushing his delts right onto your lips so you grabbed the bulging muscle to bite with your teeth.

"God you're delicious" you licked a stripe to soothe the bite, there wasn't even a tooth mark there but you still wanted to soothe him. The action got him all hot and bothered though.

"Norns darling you have to do that to me whenever we are being naughty"

"Yeah you liked that?" you giggled and he kissed you lovingly, maybe he was getting the case of cute aggression too, unfortunately he wasn't going to act on his fantasies, not so soon atleast.

"You don't think I'm weird?" You asked him as you caressed his cheek,

"So what if you are"

"Yeah that's not a deal breaker?" Your fingers caressed his cheeks so he smiled

"No, that is a deal clincher for me"

"Awnnn baby" your arms curled around his neck as you kissed him softly "Oh my god I almost forgot about the proposition, did you really ask me that or I was hallucinating?"

He shifted a little to the side to prop himself on his elbow and used his hand to support his head.

"You did not hallucinate, i want you to come with me"

"Really? I mean we haven't even started it yet" you joked and it took him a second to understand it, he closed his eyes as he laughed a little "How's it going to work lo? I mean you can't just hide me in Avengers tower, they'll know and how would I even go there, what about my work?"

"I can definitely keep you hidden there, leave that worrying upto me, Thor will take you the way he does me and you can not work in this condition can you?" He answered all your questions and left you with a question to answer in return.

"I know I can't..but..lo..i ..what about my mom, she's going to flip if she finds out about this"

"Then do not tell her"

"Are you sure about this? I mean isn't it too soon for us to ..you know "

"What's wrong with two friends sharing a room? Haven't we done that already?"

"We have.. I just..i am kind of scared, I am not good with such situations, it's fine here because it's my home, i know everything here, I can go wherever I want and do whatever I want..I'm just so anxious about it" you mumbled hurriedly.

"I know..I understand sweetheart, I do" he placed his fingers between your hair to massage your scalp gently. You really wanted to go with him, afterall it was just a matter of a week and he wasn't asking you to leave earth, you can do this right?

"What will I do when you're busy?"

"Are you considering this?" He smiled

"I want to be there with you lo, i really do.. I'm just terrified"

"Well I promise you love I will take the best care of you, you trust me?"

"Ofcourse I do"'

"I'll be there for you i promise, and when I'm not, he will be there"

He waved his fingers and you gasped as you saw another Loki in front of the bed.

"Who is that?"

"It's a clone"

"A clone?"

"Now I have to be around him in order to control him but even if I'm not atleast you get a life sized replica of me with whom you can live out your aggressive fantasies" you chuckled as he said that.

"Hello darling" the clone smiled at you so you waved a hello at him.

"I don't understand…how? How would I know that he's the clone and you're not, what if you're clone and he's the real one"

"Wow i have never been asked that, I made him and I can make him go away ..like this" he waved his fingers and the clone was gone before he brought him back again.

"He can't do that..see, Loki can you send me away?" He asked his clone

"No my liege, you are the who controls me" the clone answered

"Seee"

"Okay so he's like a robot"

"In a way yes"

"Okay ummm.. I don't want him..I mean i appreciate you thinking of that for me but I don't want a clone, I only want you and I'll wait for you to come back to me, those fantasies are reserved for you" you cupped his cheeks and he smiled before he kissed you softly, he waved his fingers and his clone was gone to wherever he came from.

Next morning when you woke up, the pain was somehow worse, your ankle felt swollen, the fall had made your ankle twist horribly and you were wondering how it wasn't broken.

He laid you down on the bed after you had showered and when you winced he immediately sat down on the edge and started to take the bandage off from your swollen ankle.

"Hurts?" He asked

"Yeah, those meds are useless" your eyes teared up and you could see the look of worry on his face, he rubbed his fingers over the area to massage gently, that worked like a charm and you immediately felt ten times better. What would you have done without him?

"Oh lokii...thank you" he wrapped your ankle carefully before he crawled up and kissed you.

"You still want to go with me right?"

"Yeah ..let me just talk to my mom, I'll tell her that Mrs Geller will help me"

"Mhnmm I will go inform Mrs Geller of our evil scheme" you smiled as he kissed your forehead and left to go see Mrs Geller, you picked up your phone and sighed before you called your mom. As soon as she picked she started to yell at you.

"I had called you several times..where were you? Stephen said that he won't be able to see you, what happened?" She asked you.

"Umm did he tell you why?" You questioned her and she went quiet for a moment.

"He didn't tell me, I asked" her voice lowered down.

"Well I had an accident and my leg is sprained badly so–"

"What? How did you get into an accident?" She was yelling again.

"Just some guy on a motorbike speeding"

"Oh honey, okay I'm going to talk to David and I'll be there as soon as possible" your eyes widened as she said that.

"Mom no…look I'm fine, it's just a sprain and Mrs Geller will take care of me, you don't have to come all the way and especially since you were just here"

"My child is hurt and I want to be there, I am coming" you squeezed your eyes as she said that firmly, that would dampen your plans with Loki.

"You don't have to mum i promise, I'll come see you when I'm healed, it's been a while anyways since I have been there " she sighed deeply as you said that.

"Well, okay, was he there when the accident happened?"

"Yes he took me to the hospital ".

"Ok good, I have told you so many times to keep your eyes on the road but you never listen" your eyes teared up as you noticed the concern in her eyes

"I know mommy I'm sorry but don't worry I'm fine"

Loki came back so you smiled at him, he did notice your sullen face though so he sat down next to you and wrapped his arm around your shoulder in a comforting manner.

"Okay mom i have to go help Mrs Geller with a recipe..I'll talk to you later okay?"

As you hung up you finally sniffled so he placed his fingers on your chin to make you look at him.

"What happened? What did she say?" You wiped your tears before you started to speak.

"You know some kids have parents that are just too good to be true and then some kids have parents that shouldn't have procreated?" He nodded as you questioned "Well it's easier to either love or hate them fully but then there are my parents and I'm talking about my own father here, not the step dad, they're so critical and anything I do in life it's never enough for them but they love me you know, everytime I'm hurt they get hurt, they get worried sick, and it's not easy for me to just hate them even though they make me want to hate them when they're constantly demeaning me and my life choices"

He wiped your tears as they shedded incessantly from your eyes,

"You don't have to hate them sweetheart, they love you and you love them but they also want you to live a life you don't want to live, they want you to carry forward their dreams and live up to their expectations, it's burdening and it's also reasonable for you to hold a certain amount of resentment and you need have that sort of boundary so you can protect yourself, you're not doing anything wrong" your eyes welled up even more as he said that.

"Really? Because I always feel guilty that I'm not who they want me to be and I have wished so many times that they could have had the daughter that they really wanted" a broken sob escaped your lips so he cupped your cheeks and kissed you softly.

"But it's not your fault, if they can not get rid of their picture perfect image of you then it's not your responsibility to continue to appease them my little one. You are absolutely divine just the way you are, I'd never ever change anything about you, not even a single quirk because all of them together makes you who you are, this sweet little princess right here is nothing short of a goddess and if I had the power, I'd build a new realm for her, her own realm that she could rule over, I'd have worshippers willing to beg on their feet just to have a glimpse of her"

The hiccuped cries clenched his heart as you hugged him as tightly as you could. You once read that the term I love you were the sweetest words of endearment a man could use. Yeah right. Beat that.

"What did I do to find you?" He chuckled as you questioned him.

"I ask myself that very question ever since I have met you"

He wrapped his arms around you and held you until you were calm.

As Thor came, he initially flipped out when Loki told him about the secret plan but then he was convinced pretty easily.

"How are we doing this? I'll take you first and then Loki?"

"Why can't you take us both?' Loki questioned him

"I have one free arm, kindly do the mathematics"

"Well take me first then, that way I'll be there to greet her"

"Awnnnn" you and Thor both made the noise at the same time.

"Be careful with her, she's hurt as it is"

Loki warned him and Thor nodded.

Thor took Loki first and he was back in less than one minute. Damn how fast was this hammer ?

"Ummm thank you for doing this, i hope karma will pay you for this in sexual services"

You mumbled nervously, you had never been flighted by a god with a hammer, it was surprising you weren't saying something more absurd. He opened his mouth to retort but he came up with nothing, what was he even supposed to say?

"I'll have to wrap my arm around your waist for safety, Is that alright?" He asked you so you hummed in agreement.

"Do you wrap them around Loki's?"

"He won't let me, he grabs onto my shoulder but he's a god like me so i trust him to not fall down"

"Understood "

You will never be able to describe what you felt when he flew you away with him, it happened in seconds but it felt like you were falling from a cliff and having the worst nightmare of your life. As you felt the ground beneath your feet Loki's arms wrapped around you to keep you steady.

"Are you alright darling?"

"Yeahhh just …dooozzzyyy" he smiled as you said that. He quickly conjured a blanket and wrapped it around you, when you looked down you couldn't see your body, it had turned invisible.

"Holy mother of maple syrup toast ..what did you do?" He smiled before he cupped your cheeks to peck your lips.

"Cloak of invisibility, when mother gifted me this on my 80th birthday. I never understood the use of it, i was learning the invisibility charm myself but I think I know what it can be used for now " he explained excitedly but you were still in shock.

"Cloak of invisibility? Like …Harry Potter?"

He looked at you confused before he wrapped you completely in the blanket and he disappeared too, he then picked you up in his arms because you couldn't walk on your own.

"Is she visible in any way?" He asked Thor so Thor fixed the lower portion where your legs were visible still.

The cloak was transparent so you looked around as he took you inside, your eyes widened at the infrastructure, you have never been into a place like this, and that's when you realized that you were actually in New York City at the moment.

Somehow he was able to transport you to his room without bumping into anyone, he sat you down on the bed before he took the cloak away from you.

"Okay the hard part is done right?" You asked him and he smiled

Looking around his room you noticed that it was the size of your apartment, infact bigger than that, he didn't have many furnitures but his bed was thrice the size of your bed, there was a full sized couch in the middle of the room with a tv on the front, his room also had a balcony, there was an elegant looking dresser next to his closet, the intricate designs and the fine woodwork was enough of an indication that it was something from his vault because it didn't really go with the rest of the modern setup.

"I will bring us food"

"You're leaving me alone.. please don't leave me alone" you clutched onto his arms so he leaned forward to kiss you.

"I will be back in a flash i promise" he assured you.

"Okay"

As he left you got up and hopped your way to the dresser, you sat down on the dressing stool and looked at yourself in the mirror. Jesus What happened to your hair? Must be the Ride on the Mobonil.

You picked up the comb to brush your hair but then put it back down feeling as if you'd taint the pristine comb with your greasy hair, there were several bottles of cologne on his dresser and they all smelled like him.

There was also an attached drawer so you pulled on the handle to open it, there was a picture of you in there, your eyes teared up as you picked it up, it wasn't a photograph but a sketch, you didn't even know when he had made it..

You closed the drawer and stood back up, that's when the door opened making you jump in your spot a little. He closed the door and then he conjured a huge tray out of nowhere,

"You know I'm just one person right?" He chuckled as you said that

"Well I brought those Snacks as you midgardians like to call it, you can reap the benefits whenever you're ravenous"

"I'm going back even fatter aren't i?" He tilted his head as if you had said something completely outrageous.

"You're not fat darling "

"And you're not pretty" he shook his head before he walked towards you and kissed the moment of insecurity out of you.

After eating you laid down with him on the bed to snuggle him

"God this is nice"

"It definitely is, isn't it?"

"I feel drowsy"

"Must be those medicines darling, care for a sleep?"

"Yes please"

He caressed your back until you fell asleep in his arms, this is the most impulsive thing you've ever done in your life so far, you still couldn't believe that you were in New York City. If five months ago someone had played you this exact scenario in front of you, you would have laughed uncontrollably.

You always dreaded your 30th birthday then how come it was going superbly then all your years before?

You were at a party but you couldn't recognise the place, you could see the people dancing around you, they seemed a bit blurry though as if you were in a hazy dream. You were tired of dancing so you whispered something into the ears of the woman in front of you and made your way to the bar to get a drink.

You sat down next to a gentleman in a suit black, you both were in matching colours as if you came here together, he was attractive, he probably was the most attractive man you had seen in your life, his raven hair went past his shoulders and when he looked at you, those green eyes bored right into your soul. You also felt as if you had seen him before.

"Sorry i didn't mean to stare, i felt as if i had seen you somewhere" he chuckled as you said that, that mere smile gave you butterflies. What was happening to you? This wasn't like you at all. You had never felt such an attraction towards a man before,

"Perhaps you have seen me on news, I invaded your planet with an army a few years ago" your eyes widened in realization as he said that.

"Oh my god you're Loki" you said to him and he turned his head to look at you, his lips sipped on the neat whiskey he had ordered for himself.

"For a moment I was afraid my popularity has plummeted around here" you let out a nervous laughter as he said that.

"Noo i.. I read about you at the time, my ex husband actually made me see why we were supposed to hate you"

"Well I hope your feelings are not the same anymore" you gulped nervously as the intense eye contact made you feel flushed. Your cheeks felt warm.

"So what are you doing here?"

"I was summoned here for a crucial discussion"

"Ohhh" you mumbled.

"I watched you dancing over there"

"You did?"

"You have a way with your hips don't you?" Was he flirting with you? Oh god it's been years since a man this attractive had flirted with you. A man you actually wanted to flirt with you.

"Ummm well i wanted to be a dancer once"

"I can tell, makes me think of other situations where you could show me how those hips would work" you bit on your lips subconsciously at the comment and he leaned closer to you, he placed his fingers on your chin to make you look at him and brought his lips to your ears, if he was some other guy you would have pushed him away by now but for some reason you felt hypnotized by his mere presence, everything about him enchanted you, you felt as if you were under his influence, his cologne attacked your senses and all you wanted to do was kiss him.

You had never felt such scorching heat with someone in your life, you never thought you'd ever get to feel it either, you didn't think it existed for you.

"Care for a dance?" He whispered in your ears and you could only whine in response which he took as a yes. His fingers laced with yours as he dragged you to a secluded corner of the hall.

Baby, you can

Ride it, ooh, yeah

Bring it over to my place

You moved slowly with him to the rhythm of the music, he placed his hands on your lower back and the action made you gasp, dipping you down slowly before he pulled you up smushing you so close to him in a moment, your chest were pressed to him, you were too close to man you barely knew.

And you be like

"Baby, who cares?"

But I know you care

Bring it over to my place

Your hips rolled in circles and hands curled around his neck, what was this feeling? Your lips were so close to him but he wasn't kissing you, even though you wanted him to just kiss you desperately.

You don't know what you did, did to me

Your body lightweight speaks to me

I don't know what you did, did to me

Your body lightweight speaks to me

"Goddd" You whispered and a small smile curved the corner of his mouth.

"There you are i have been looking for you"

You heard the voice so you pulled away from the man you had met a few minutes ago. Even after the divorce was finalized you still felt as if you owed him your loyalty,

"What happened?" You looked at him and he snickered in response.

"I was talking to him, I called him here to discuss something important"

You directed your attention towards Loki and he smiled at you before he looked you up and down from head to toe then he leaned into you to press a goodbye kiss on your cheek,

"See me again sometime later?"

You nodded as he said that, he walked towards your ex husband and went along with him leaving you to ponder over the question.

Now What did Stephen want from Loki?

You woke up feeling out of breath, you put your head up from top of his head to breathe properly, he was still sleeping holding you like a baby.

What the hell was that dream about? You couldn't even imagine marrying someone, let alone marrying that arrogant weiner Stephen Strange and why were you talking to Loki as if you two had never met?

Well it was probably just a stupid dream, you have had such vivid dreams before, maybe it was the result of your constant daydreaming combined with the pain medication you were taking.

Loki woke up a few moments later and pulled away from you a little, so he could look at you properly.

"What time is it?" You asked him and he chuckled before he looked at the clock he had on his bedside drawer.

"It's 6 in the evening, I missed the training session so I am afraid i have to go do that now" he kissed you softly before he pulled away.

"Mmmm I'll miss you"

"So will I, I shall return in two hours and I want you to keep this in case you'd need it" he conjured the cloak of invisibility and handed it to you.

He kissed you goodbye and you barely lasted three minutes before the boredom kicked in. The meds had kicked in and you didn't feel pain, so you wanted to go see the tower and everything else. You got off the bed, wrapped the cloak around you and looked at yourself in the mirror to make sure you were completely covered. You sneaked outside and Loki had told you that the training room was on the 30th floor so you sneakily pressed your finger on the elevator button.

"Let's go watch those boys fight"

You heard a voice and your heartbeat sped up, you looked to the side and you saw the person you despised the most, it was Melissa, damn she looked even more gorgeous in person, luckily for you her personality stank. There was black widow by her side, as well as Pepper Potts, the CEO of Stark industries. There was one other woman as well that you didn't recognise.

"Wait up for me" you heard Thor's voice, and it made you more nervous, you just hoped none of them would bump into you in the elevator.

As soon as the door opened you got in and pressed yourself into the corner,

"I see you people met Lady Jane already"

He chuckled nervously and they all hummed. Ahhh that was Jane, his mortal girlfriend.

As the 30th floor arrived you followed them from behind, an access passcode was required to enter the training room so you were glad these people followed you.

You spotted Loki stretching his arms, he was in a gray shirt and a fitted workout pants, why did he have to look so sexy?

"Had no idea we were having an audience today" he mumbled in frustration, just the sight of Melissa made him fume with anger. You also saw Hulk, Hawkeye and Iron man there.

"You know what Loki, why don't we fight one on one today? No magic, no gimmicks, just me and you as who we are"

Brave words coming from someone whose powers were injected in him you thought.

"As who we are? Captain, I do not reckon you can handle me as who i am"

"Bring it on Loki, let's see what you got"

"Can you guys just fight?" Hulk intervened and you were so thankful for that.

Loki took off his shirt in one quick motion, you were so glad he was yours and you were definitely going to lick those tiny chest hairs later, your thoughts were utterly filthy. Why did he make you so horny? You saw Melisaa biting her lips and squeezing her legs at the sight of your sexy half naked boyfriend cum best friend. She really needed to watch herself.

You snapped back to reality though when you heard the sound of collective gasps emerging from the people around you.

When he talked about the real him, he meant it. You saw him transforming into someone else, he was taller, he was bigger and he was all blue. You noticed the rough ridges that covered him from head to toe, the pants he had on tightened around his body, so close to ripping if you were being honest. The stark difference you noticed was his head, he no longer had his raven hair, he was bald but his head wasn't smooth like a human being, his skull was protruded with even thicker ridges. He didn't even look like himself from a distance. He was in his Frost giant form.

"Ewwww what is that..that's disgusting..I need to leave…I'm sooo scared" Melissa got hyper and all you wanted to do was rip her tongue out of her mouth. How dare she? He looked at her and that's when you noticed his Ruby colored eyes, you also noticed the tears in them, your eyes moistened too as you looked at his sad little face, that was your lo, your soft little lo and he didn't deserve for anyone to be so cruel with him.

"What is this?" Captain asked him and Loki averted his gaze to look at him before he snickered, his jaw were clenched in anger.

"You wanted me to be who I am. No magic, no gimmicks right? Here I am, so fight me now"

You knew this wasn't going to end well for Captain Rogers.

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Caleb x GN Reader Brainrot (Angst with Minimal Comfort)

I should be studying but I wanted to cope, I feel like the game didn't show the grief of Mc properly. Imagine after the death of Caleb and your grandmother, you couldn't help but mourn in the worst way possible, overworking yourself to the brink of passing out at your table, you didn't even eat well, only taking what Tara and Jenna gave, sometimes Jenna had to forcibly ask you to take a leave cause of how messy you were. "You need to take a rest" grabbing the plethora of paperwork while glancing at your computer, seeing how you were trying to find answers to who could have potentially done the accident. "But-" you were going to protest but Jenna cut the conversation short, placing a hand on her hips, "You're allowed to have a paid leave," she said, "I understand that this is the way you're grieving right now, but your performance is dwindling and it's affecting others," adding that, she placed a hand on your shoulder, assuring you that a day or two won't get you behind your work. Sighing, you can't say no to a paid leave, taking your phone, you decide to leave early, saying a few goodbyes to your co-workers and Tara. Who gave you a snack. "Don't beat yourself up for what happened" was the only thing she said before you walked out. Walking out in mid-day was new to you. The breeze feels refreshing after being holed up in your work after the incident. Feeling your chest tighten while you made your way back to your apartment, did you really deserve a break? after what happened? Would Caleb scold you for skipping work? wait no, it wasn't skipping work, you were forced into taking a leave. You didn't want to talk with the other guys right now. After all, before any of them, you were with Caleb first. Opening the apartment door, you're greeted with the mess of an apartment, everything was littered with trash cause of your inability to move, and most of the time you were either in the hospital for a check-up, or at work. You didn't have time to go home at all.

Stepping inside, you noticed the little picture that stood there on your coffee table undisturbed, it was a picture of you and Caleb together after passing the board examination of your respective work. Feeling yourself get overwhelmed with emotions, the last time you held his hand and hugged him felt as if it happened yesterday, wobbling down on the floor as you gripped the picture. If only you were stronger, if only you didn't let him inside the house, you would still have him around. Maybe you're hallucinating but you definitely felt an odd tingling sensation behind your back, it felt like Caleb was there, hugging you from behind. "Caleb..?" you opened your eyes, glancing behind you, no one was there, but you knew that somehow he was there. The cold gush of wind caressed your fingers while you held the picture frame. Maybe you really are going mad when you realize that you heard a faint call of your name, accompanied by the lingering touches that you know all too well. If you were to focus on the "noises" you're hearing, you could tell that whoever was talking said, "I'm sorry". "Couldn't be around to... comfort you" You wanted to laugh, not sure if you should believe that somehow, Caleb was still around, it was funny if he was, why was he apologizing for dying? Oddly enough, this one-sided interaction got you to calm down.

ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ Masterlist I wanted to make more but I made this on a whim, hope you like it though! I was at a loss whether I should continue this with Ghost Caleb hehe, like his side of the story.

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lovesick | pedro pascal [4]

"and on this night and in this light i think im falling, im falling for you."

previous chapter: [3] series masterlist

summary: in which a 1975-obsessed film student accidentally falls in love with an older man she can't have.

pairing: actor!pedro x intern!reader

genre: acting world!au, big age-gap!, strangers to friends- maybe lovers?? au | angst, mature, awkward, love- eventually

word count: 10.6k

status: in progress

author's note: so sorry for the long wait! but i tried making this chapter longggg. i typically have my days off altogether and the rest of the week booked with work/school. i try to post many chapters within my short timeframe (bc im booked af) so pls expect another update soon after this one! sadly, it takes me around 8-10 hours to write one bc its hard to think lol. also, i don't want this to be too long of a series and kinda wanna connect the dots- slowly but surely, ya know? not edited.

"So, he just came knocking on your door at 6am?" Joon questioned, taking a sip of his smoothie soon afterwards. "I can't even wake up that early."

"We had to do that everyday for our last job."

"I woke up ten minutes before I had to be out the door," he shrugged. "Men get ready fast."

"Anyway," you eyed him as he cluelessly did the same, confused as to why you wouldn't look away. "I don't remember him coming."

"Yeah, because you fucking freaked out and hallucinated over Lady Gaga," Jules exclaimed, you automatically cringing just at the horrible memories you've recently faced with that damn cat.

Once she explained what had happened hours after you had woken up, you were disturbingly shocked.

And the fact that your sleepiness was to blame had you going insane- imagine all the other odd things you may had committed while under the covers.

But you will admit you did remember some of that night's events clearly, again like you practically making out with Lady Gaga- although she was the one who licked your face endlessly first.

Mortified just by the thoughts, you will never be able to face Pedro again sanely.

How could you when you recently dreamed about a man 25 years older being intimate with you- that's...confusing. And the worst part of it all was you couldn't say anything to anyone with the fear of being judged or laughed at- maybe both.

The thing was you couldn't quite understand why you had to dream about that. Maybe your time of the month was coming and your hormones targeted the first guy you had nonstop contact with?

No, that would've been Joon.

Attraction may had played a part but Joon definitely had that, Pedro as well but a little different...age-wise at least. There's no way you felt allured for men with bad jokes and rough skin- no offense. Right?

He did text you that same morning he dropped by and commented on how creepy you are half asleep and whether or not you agreed to his 'business' proposal. Not trying to start a conversation you knew you couldn't finish, out of second-hand shame, you just replied a simple:

LOL but busy with school atm to make a final decision- tell ya later

That later still hasn't arrived.

Unfortunately, you forgot to ask him why he made a random visit that morning- but you weren't going to ask him days later. In your mind, you need to avoid him. There's no way you'd be able to act normal after have unholy fascinations about him.

Not that it'll be a problem, you two hadn't seen each other for weeks before your cafe encounter, you're sure you can do it again without him noticing your distance.

It's been about two days since then which meant you didn't have to prioritize so much of your time on homework, you'll just save that for Sunday when it's all due.

"Did you bother to ask him why?" Jules added, turning to you. "He obviously wasn't coming to see me- I barely know the guy."

"You do know him!" you argue as she rolls her eyes. "You literally got mad at me for not recognizing him the first time we met."

"He's a celebrity- everybody knows him," she defends before tilting her head in curiosity. "But you two are oddly close, it's kind of weird."

"No," you shake your head, trying to laugh off her suspicions. "We are casual friends who fan girl over the same things."

People did take notice how close Pedro and you were but it wasn't anybody's fault you two had so much in common. Both of you loved Starbucks, going on hikes- when you weren't lazy, and believe Matt Healy is extremely attractive.

If they have a problem with that they can sue you.

"I see it," Joon adds, jumping up a bit. "Him and I barely talk and we're men- we should be bonding easily!"

"You're...you," Jules cringes, making Joon glare in return. "I can understand why he chooses not to be close to you."

Laughing, you watch as Joon quickly flips her the finger before he continues on with the conversation. "I just feel like he always comes around only to see you, it was pretty obvious since the first time he took us home."

Furrowing your eyebrows, you didn't understand what he meant by that. Pedro offered all three of you a ride home, not just you.

Already feeling done with this topic, you wanted to switch it before things started escalating and freaky theories started unfolding. They had every right to question your friendship, but you were starting to think they might be leading down a road where they may soon develop other impressions as to what your friendship might have been.

Why are you even thinking that? That's so inappropriate to imagine.

"You two are silly, he probably needed my advice on something or wanted to workout," you suggest, their faces showing they weren't fully convinced. "But anywho, did you call Yoongi yet?"

"I don't think that's a great idea," Joon declared, adjusting in your warm sofa. "He's not really a skating kind of guy."

Since it was Friday and you had no plans, you thought it would be a fun idea to be adventurous for once and do something you would never do on a regular basis.

Ice Skate.

Your friends were extremely down with the idea, but you needed a fourth person to make the group complete. Why not a skinny, impatient blonde man who would probably spend the whole night complaining about why this plan was awful?

Right now you could use some other grumpiness in your life.

"Just tell him to go," you beam back, clapping your hands in excitement as you'll soon be able to fall countless of times on the ice. "I'll buy him hot cocoa."

"You better do it or he'll never let that go," Joon states.

After hours of sitting around and blasting random music through your speakers, the three of you were ready to set off on your journey of locating the ice rink.

If it wasn't for Joon's constant whining to stop walking to take pictures of the scenery you probably would've arrived 15 minutes sooner than your actual arrival, but too bad your friend is a nature freak.

"You taking pictures of the pigeons better not be the reason why you're late," you heard Yoongi grumble as the three of you finally found him sitting on a bench near the entrance of the rink, staring directly at Joon who just scoffed.

"I'm sorry if my happiness bothers you," Joon snapped back as Yoongi just stood up from his seat and made his way to your trio.

Grabbing your ice skates wasn't too difficult as the long line seemed to flow by smoothly, but standing on them was a different story.

"I can't do this," you squeal as your hurriedly motion your arms around to find some balance. "I'm falling!"

Yoongi sent you a questionable look as he watched your poor attempts to stay still embarrassing. "We're not even on the ice yet."

Feeling a hand grab a hold on your shoulders and practically drag your feet towards the ice, you glance up to see Jules steadily directing you to face your fears.

Maybe this wasn't such a good idea.

"Are you going to push her in?!" you hear Joon gasp a few feet behind you but you couldn't turn your head as you rather focused your attention on yanking yourself off of Jules.

"It was her idea so she'll be the one going in first."

"Ahh!" you screech, putting all your pressure on your feet to stop her hard pull. Spiraling your ankles in the most crucial ways, you start to lightly slap her arms off you as she continues to fight them off.

One thing about her was she's going to make sure to remind you that this was your idea.

Feeling an arm gently tug you off her grip, you landed on Yoongi's side as Jules whined in return, offended that he ruined her vicious plan. Respectfully, he kept you stable with an arm wrapped behind your middle back as you gripped his other one, fearful she might snatch you away again.

"Why would you do that?!"

"I don't think watching her fall face first on the hard ice would be a fun sight to see," he bluntly returned as Jules huffed. "The sight of blood gives me the ick."

"I was waiting for that moment all afternoon," Jules sighed, disappointed that she wouldn't be seeing you fall- yet.

Waiting for her to walk away to go on the ice, you see Joon follow her before you released your friend, relieved that she wouldn't be partaking in her scandalous scheme just yet.

"You do know how to skate, right?" Yoongi asked, his uncertain eyes on yours as you crazily wave your arms in front of him to rub off his questionable thoughts.

"Do I? Of course I do!" you argue, making your way towards the ice until you were two feet away from it. Putting your feet on the edge, you hesitate as you could feel the cold breeze wrap around you legs. "I'm gonna go now."

"Yippy," he states, waiting at your poor attempts to convince him.

Giving him a thumbs up, you clap your hands together to try to reassure yourself that you could do this, forgetting that he was right behind you secretly laughing.

Taking one final breath, you placed your right foot on top of the ice steadily, trying your best not to make any harsh movements, until you felt a hard jerk on your upper body, making you lose yourself in an instant.

"God, if you don't know how to skate why would you suggest it?" Yoongi grumbled, gliding both your bodies along the ice as he held tightly onto your arms. You were practically skating like a wet dog in front of him, begging with your eyes for him not to abandon you.

"I always wanted to try."

Sending you an annoyed look, you zipped your mouth as his arms were now securing you, closing any gaps there may have been and giving you the ride of your life.

Shutting your eyes harshly, you didn't dare to witness the environment around as you felt the icy wind slap your face the faster you two- or at least by Yoongi's swaying, got.

There were times where he did pretend to lose his balance, causing you to cry in horror and him immediately placing his hand over your mouth by how loud you weaped.

But other than that, you came to enjoy his help as your two other friends rudely abandoned you guys in order to practice their poor attempts of leaping across the rink.

"Okay," Yoongi started, releasing his left hand from your side and keeping you close with only his other. "Now you try on your own."

Fear creeping up in your face, you rapidly shake your head in disagreement and try catching his recent abandoned arm, which he denied. "I can't."

"Can't or won't?" he countered back making you silent.

He did have a point.

"C'mon, it's not that hard. If Joon could do it, you can."

"He's literally on the ground right now," you whine as Yoongi quickly averts his eyes in search of your tall friend, soon finding Joon clutching his knee in pain as Jules records on her phone.

"No."

Sighing, he continues to look around, trying to plan out an idea that would at least convince you to slide a few feet alone without his help until he smirked and met your eyes.

"What would Matt Healy do?"

Widening your eyes, you were taken back by his question.

Only Pedro used that line on you.

And for some reason it felt odd when Yoongi did the same. You shouldn't be bothered by his choice of words...but you were a little.

He wasn't him to be saying it.

"He wouldn't force me to do something I didn't want to do," you reply back, causing him to groan.

"I feel like you just want to be in my arms," he retorted with a grin, immediately making you revolt and fly out of his arms, your bottom hitting the ice hard. "Well that's one way to make you skate."

Feeling immediate pain on the back of your thighs, you just knew you were going to be bruised and swollen the next day. But hey, this technically counts for your workout for the week.

Awkwardly swaying your body around, you couldn't get up off the damn ice. You were sure you looked like a fish out of water by how crazy you were moving.

"Get on your knees," Yoongi commented, causing you to send him a death glare as he lifted his hands up in defense. "It helps you stand."

Or he could just grab your arms and help you himself.

Cautiously following his suggestion, you slowly pull your right leg up and place it firmly on the ice before slowly trying to do so with your left one. As you began to feel satisfied with the weight being supported, you felt your body finally working and lifting up off the ground before he poked your shoulder- making you fall again.

"I'm going to murder you!" you threaten as you stare at him on your back, whole body restlessly laying on the ground in misery as he cackles loudly.

He may have advantage on the ice, but oh man- once you regain your balance off it you were going to end that slender man's life.

"Isn't this just a sight to see," you heard someone exclaim before hands grab your arms and soon lift you back on your feet.

Moving your eyes to the ones in front of you, you burst out in smiles. "Bella! Nico!"

"I take this as my queue to leave,'" you hear Yoongi mumbles but you swiftly grab his arm from his close proximity and halt his plans.

He was not going to desert you now.

"What are you girls doing here?"

Not seeing them for a few weeks didn't make things awkward, but different. It was like catching up with old friends, even though you barely met them less than three months ago.

"Had nothing to do tonight so why not ice skate?" Nico giggled.

Bella examined you up and down before pointing at your head. "My god, your hair grew so long. Has it really been that long?"

Rolling your eyes, you were about to answer her before Yoongi cut in. "No, it's her fake extenstions."

Gasping, you turn your body to him and smack his shoulder as he smacks you back. One thing about him, he's all about equality. You touch him, he touches you- simple.

You don't see the way Nico and Bella exchange smirks to one another before Nico slides in front of you and pulls out her phone. "We should take a selfie! You know, for memories."

Laughing, you agree. You took some pictures with them but never really out of the work environment.

Uncomfortably standing still, Yoongi hastily moves to the side a bit, not wanting to intrude this moment you were having with your friends. He was a pretty sociable person, but only if they had things in common and he fairly knew them.

Yoongi didn't know these two young girls and he sure as hell didn't want to be the one being kicked out of this picture- so why not kick himself out first?

"Where are you going, we need your long arm to get us all in the frame!" Bella exclaimed, motioning Yoongi to move back as he sent her a flustered glance.

"I can just take it with the three of you."

"Nonsense!" Nico argued back, shaking her head as you giggled. "We don't leave people out."

Biting his bottom lip a bit, he scratches the back of his neck swiftly before increasing the speed of his skates to the girl, accepting her phone. "I suppose."

Fixing your posture, you stand behind your friend as he carefully raises his right arm up in the air, positioning the phone that was able to capture all four of you in the frame.

Pulling out the gummiest smile, you bursted out a gigantic grin after seeing the rare radiant expression Yoongi was giving. He was never one to show much emotion so finding him giving in for a picture amused you.

Taking the phone out of his hands, Bella examined the screen before chuckling. "Wow, you've got one adorable smile."

You could've sworn you saw Yoongi blush as he lowered his head while shaking off her compliment, trying to act natural but he wasn't fooling anyone.

He was shy.

Gasping at the sight in front of her, Nico pointed at the concession cart near one of the exits of the ice. "They have hot cocoa! We must get some."

Faking a groan, Bella allowed her friend to drag her away but not before sending you a pout to follow, which you were happy to do. You were freezing to death without even realizing it until you stopped your attempts to skate for the picture.

"I was promised a free cup," Yoongi stated as he was gliding behind you, softly pushing your back as you proceeded to do nothing but allow him to direct you to where your desired hot cocoa was.

Scoffing a little, you shush him as you reached the exit ramp. Jumping off, the two of you slowly waddled to Bella and Nico who were next in line.

"Wait," you start, pausing your footsteps which resulted in him almost falling after slamming to your side. "Shouldn't we ask Joon and Jules if they want one?"

Peeking over your shoulder, Yoongi looks back down to you. "Nah, don't wanna ruin their fun."

Following his recent glance, you could see Joon and Jules in front of one another, both holding hands as they try to catch a faster pace while twirling in big circles.

You were sure they were eventually going to knock a small child over soon.

"Next," you hear the worker call out, sitting behind his register waiting for your arrival.

Quickly walking up, you place your order as nothing else but the hot drinks seemed to interest you. The total came out to be the cost as what four drinks at your local cafe would be, but you shouldn't be surprised since this place was pretty popular to the public.

Pulling out his wallet so fast, you didn't have to process what Yoongi was doing until you caught the view of his credit card as he handed it over to the man in front of you.

"No-" you try intercepting what had just happened by giving your card to the worker who just shrugged as he had already paid for the drinks on Yoongi's card. "Why would you do that?"

"You're too slow," Yoongi bluntly said as he grabbed the two drinks and moved to the side so the next person in line could place their order.

"But it hadn't even been three seconds since he said the total before you handed him the card," you protest.

He handed you your cup, hoping it'll shut you up as he took a small sip from his own. "And?"

Is he being serious? "'And,'" you question as he continued to be unaware as to what you were getting at. "Since the beginning I vowed to buy you hot cocoa."

Yoongi laughed at how stubborn you were becoming. "Vowed? What a great word choice for this scenario, fiance."

Rolling your eyes at his teasing, you hated the fact he was avoiding your question. You knew he did it because he wanted to be a gentleman, but the problem was he didn't want to admit he was one.

Again, he was being shy.

"I see you are kind," you smirk as he gave you a disgusted glance. "Don't worry, I won't tell people you have a heart."

Before he could leave a snarky comeback, Nico and Bella came back in giggles as Yoongi retreated back to his natural state of looking lifeless. "Oh my gosh- we went to get napkins and I kid you not I may have poured my drink on the back of this poor little girl."

Lightly gasping, you widen your eyes as Yoongi confusingly replies back. "May have? You don't know if you did or not?"

Bella makes an accountable face, scrunching her nose in the process. "Okay, I did. But she's the one who ran into me!"

"Well, she was really small and you kind of didn't search your surroundings before kneeing her," Nico exposed, causing Yoongi and you to give each other a concerned look.

"You kneed her?!"

"Only in her side," Bella excused herself, sending Nico a betrayed look. "It wasn't like it was her stomach."

"It practically was...," Nico mumbled but became silent when her co-star eyed her hard.

Coughing uncomfortably, Yoongi caught everyone's attention as he tried to avert the conversation into something that wasn't as horrific as striking a child with hot cocoa and a knee. "We should probably hit the ice again soon before Jules and Joon find out we got these drinks without them."

"Jules is here?!" Bella beamed, searching around for her through the large gatherings of people on the ice. "I missed that crazy lady, she was the only one who would get my coffee order right."

"She told me she would threaten to get the baristas fired if they kept getting it wrong," Nico recalled, chewing her mouth a little. "That's why I stopped letting her take my orders."

Sighing, you looked up in the ceiling in disapproval as you could feel Yoongi laughing his ass off beside you. That was very Jules of her to do.

After another two hours of trying to figure out how to skate, and basically latching onto Yoongi the whole time as Bella and Nico were doing laps around you guys, you finally made it home.

To say you were exhausted would be an understatement- you were drained.

No, seriously. You hadn't worked out this much since Jules and you almost missed the subway two months ago and had to run three blocks to catch it on time.

That day was dreadful, but you were sure if you went to bed you were going to wake up lifeless like a worm.

"I call the shower first!" you hear Jules scream, running to her room in order to grab her belongings but you were faster and instantly made your way to the bathroom, locking the door before she could break in. "You bitch! How dare you steal it with my back turned!"

Grinning evilly to yourself, you wanted to get your night routines over with so you could hit the pillows quickly. Even after taking off all your makeup, taking a very steamy shower, and doing your nightly skin care routine, you were sure you could easily knock out sitting on the toilet if you had the chance.

We all have done it once in our lives.

Opening the door, the steam flows out smoothly as you face your very displeased roommate on the other side, glaring at you. "All yours," you smile, stepping to the side but she roughly pushes you in response, causing you to yelp as you manage to catch your balance midway.

Mental note, burn her eggs next breakfast.

Stepping into your room, you change into an oversized hoodie and sweats before throwing yourself under your covers in excitement.

The moment you've been waiting for all day: sleep.

Closing your eyes, you feel all your senses slowly drifting away from your body as relaxation crept up from all around. It was truly intoxicating how in trance you were.

But of course with your luck, nothing goes as planned- ever.

Wildly jumping up from the loud blaring of your phone, you cover your face in agony as the vibrations and noise cause pain throughout your entire body.

Who the hell was calling you at 10 o'clock at night? This should be illegal.

After taking a minute to control yourself, the ringing stopped. Good, now you won't have to make time to engage in a conversation. Quickly falling back down onto your pillows, it wasn't even ten seconds later before you feel your phone going off like crazy again.

With you eyes shut, you move your hands around your bed until you feel the cool object underneath your pillow. Lazily pressing any button, without batting one eye open, you move the phone to your ear before releasing a groggy, "What?"

"What a lovely way to greet somebody, kiddo."

You instantly freeze, automatically thinking about the vivid dream you had about him, then Lady Gaga, and felt a blush creeping in.

Slowly pulling the phone away, you let out a loud but fast scream before moving it back. How the hell are you going to begin a conversation without thinking about his lips on yours. "What do you want?"

Pausing for a second, you can hear him move around through his end. "Did you just scream?"

It's not like you didn't just dream about him kissing all over your body two nights ago.

"Did you just wake me up to ask me the obvious answer?"

Act like you don't care. Like you are perfectly fine.

He chuckles lightly and you can tell by his tone he was close to passing out too. "Somebody's cranky, is it past your bedtime?" Pedro teased.

You were definitely not in the mood to handle his ridicules at this hour, especially by how nervous he was slowly making you. What did he want?

"Yes," you simply reply before hitting the red button, ending the call and laying your head back on your pillow. Good, just end it before you make a bigger fool out of yourself.

It hadn't even been another ten seconds before your phone was ringing once again. Pulling it up to your face, you let out a huff. What a shocker, it was him again.

"You better have an insanely good reason as to why you chose to wake me up in the middle of my dream," you immediately say as you press the 'accept' button.

Hearing him laugh, you just know he has a sarcastic comment coming any second. "Wake you up? Honey, you're still living your dream talking to me."

Honey.

No, not another nickname for him to call you in future dreams.

Shaking that thought away, you rejected the idea of him being in any more dreams- you forbid it.

Loss at words for a second, you almost let your next words trip over one another before calmly gaining your composure at the incidental choice of your pet name.

"So funny," you reply back, trying your best to sound sane. "Pretty sure I was dreaming of a very shirtless Matt Healy playing 'Please Be Naked' to me."

Why the fuck would you slip that out.

"Are you trying to hint at something?" he smirks, making you press mute and hold your hand over your mouth to hold back the screams you feared would release.

Feeling like your soul was about to leave your body, you couldn't believe he just said that.

Actually, you couldn't believe you would even recommend that song. God, your sleepiness was messing with your mind.

Finding your energy once again, you unmute the call and try to seem unfazed by his last comment. "Yes, that I want to sleep. Goodbye now."

Before you could hit the red button again, you could hear him chanting over the phone to do the exact opposite. "Don't!"

Groaning, you clutch the phone harder in despair. "I am so tired. Don't do this to me, please. I am a girl who values her sleep!" you whine as you hear him continue his light giggles in the background. "If I don't sleep I will die, is this what you want. Are you trying to kill me?"

"I can reassure you I don't plan on keeping you up long," he explains. "And I wouldn't dare wish for your death."

Your heart fluttering, you glare at your chest. "Then what do you want?"

Moving his phone from one ear to the other, he lays in his bed while smiling at his ceiling. "You," he declares, making you widen your eyes as he shuffles around in his blanket. "Tomorrow, let's hang out."

Sitting up against your bed frame, you furrow your brow. "Hang out? For what?" There's no way you will be able to act normal for a long period of time, your weak-self can't do it.

Placing a hand over his chest, he lets out a light hiss in fake hurt by your comeback before continuing. "Can't I hang out with you by choice and not by a work schedule? Unless you're so disgusted by me." That's when he started his fake cries. "I'm so sorry I am not Matt Healy and can't do a great British accent."

Shaking your head, you try to intervene as his ugly cries become louder through the line. "That's not what I meant, stop being dramatic," you complain as he instantly stops while smiling widely. "Is there a specific reason why you want to hang out?"

Taking a deep breath, he fiddles with the fingers on his non-occupied hand. "Does there need to be a reason?"

You pause for a second. He's acting too kind for your liking and it's making you question what his intentions are. In this point of time, you're sure he's going to take that moment to convince you to work with him in Canada.

"With you there's always a reason."

Scoffing lightly, he grumbles. "I just want to go on a hike and need a hiking partner."

Oh hell no, you already did enough working out this evening. You were not about to do that again, that's for sure.

"Yeah, nooo," you exhale lowly. "I already did too much working out with my body if you know what I mean and-"

"I don't know what that means," he cuts you off.

"It means I am going to be sore for days so my body has no strength to walk for more than five minutes," you declare as he falls silent.

After a few seconds that felt like forever, he replies. "Fine," he blankly states. "Have a goodnight, sweetheart."

The warmth as blood began drawing to your face became present as you quickly reply with a simple "night" before ending the call. And for some reason you felt as if you couldn't breathe normally by the pounding on your chest.

What the hell was happening to you. Looking up at the ceiling, you silently pray you don't have a Lady Gaga 2.0 fiasco.

As you were questioning why your heart made you feel as if you were going under cardiac arrest the night before, your body was currently making you feel if you really needed to make that trip to the ER by how tender you were.

It also didn't help that Jules was the one waking you up at the crack of dawn, half asleep with her eye mask clinging onto her forehead.

"W-why are you-" you grumble, rubbing your eyes as you look at the alarm clock near your bedside. "-waking me up at 6:18am? It's Saturday."

She sent you a death glare for assuming she randomly wanted to wake you up for the fun of it as she was the one who was woken up first. "Someone's here for you."

Positioning your body upwards, you squint your eyes up at her. "What are you talking about?"

"Why don't you take a look for yourself," she gritted her teeth, swaying her head towards your door.

Slowly standing up, you make your way to it before sneaking a peak of the view of your living room. That's when you see a very annoying man you were sure you both agreed on the phone last night to not go hiking.

Luckily, he didn't notice your wandering eyes as his were glued to his phone, scrolling through his social media.

What was he doing here? You can't face him without thinking about his body wrapped around yours and his lips doing dangerous things.

Oh no, you truly were screwed.

Lightly shutting your door, you nervously turn back to your roommate who looks displeased. "I told him no."

"No means yes, I guess," she replies, snaking her arms around her body for warmth. "I'm going back to bed."

You could hear her walk out of your room as you frantically begin searching for something warm yet comfortable clothes to wear on this undesired hike. You knew if you tried backing out he would stay until you caved, he was very persistent to get what he wanted.

And what he wanted was for you to get your ass up and exercise.

You were also certain you heard Jules let out a "thanks for the invite" to him before hearing her bedroom door shut.

Running out of your room, you made sure not to look in his direction so he wouldn't see your morning appearance clearly- well he already has but why reveal yourself in this state again?

Quickly brushing your hair, teeth, and washing your face, you change into a baggy green sweatshirt and some black workout leggings before slipping on suited running shoes.

Try to act natural. Give him little attention so he won't speculate anything. You aren't into old men and did not vision him smooching you on your sofa.

"You are so buying me breakfast," you deadpan as you walked straight out of your door, not even daring to wait for him to follow.

Good, be straightforward.

Laughing to himself, Pedro promptly jumped off the couch and jogged after you once you shut the door on him and continued down the halls to the elevators.

Finally catching up, he barely made it through the elevator doors as they were closing to find you leaning against the corner, mad and tired. "Good morning to you, too."

You let out a small cry as you lay your head against the wall in pain from how frustratingly exhausted you were. If one cold breeze hit you outside you were sure you were going to burst into tears.

"Oh, come one," he walks over to you and nudged your shoulder to wake up some more. If he unexpectedly touched you again you were sure you were going to rip his arm off. "In a few minutes you'll be wide awake and fine."

"How dare you assume I'm going to be fine!" you whine, trying to hit his side but he manages to capture your arm and that's when you give up and allow your worn out body to fall on him.

He instantly wraps his arms around you as your head falls just beneath his chin, your eyes slowly closing and your thoughts drifting away as his warmth was making you drowsy.

You tried to stay focus, but your poor state was taking over and you suddenly weren't as anxious as you once were. Being sleepy really made your mind roam.

"Hey, now," he whispers and looks down to see you snuggling up against him. "You can't fall asleep on me. I do not want your security guards thinking I drugged you."

Tightening your arms on how lower sides, you ignore him as you feel yourself easing closer to dozing off by the constant beating of his heart. "Stop," you mumble, clutching your ears softly before positioning your head on the other side of his chest.

"What?" he curiously glances down at you.

"You heartbeat's annoying me," you lightly whine. "It's pounding against my ears."

Pedro was extremely glad you were too tired to process his heartbeat and the bright red tint plastered across his face. Your drained-self definitely saved him from embarrassment.

Finally, the elevator doors opened and you still weren't moving. You were too comfortable to make any effort to walk on your own and if he really wanted you to hang out this morning then he was going to have to find a way to make you move.

And to him, dragging you was his best option yet. But with care.

Delicately keeping his arms secured around you, he gradually walked out with you still engulfed by him, eyes shut and only moving your feet with his pace.

Honestly, you were surprised how much rhythm you had.

Stopping to pull out his car keys, he unlocked his car and opened his passenger side door once you two reached the garage complex. Gently, laying you on the seat, you station you head against the headrest as he buckled you in. "God, I really hope security doesn't report me."

And once he made it to his side and hopped in, he laughed at the state you were in, head instantly bent to your side and legs tangled together in hope to create some kind of warmth. "Adorable."

But of course you were too dumb to not catch that.

You were awoken by a small speed bump and the instant hit of warmth through the heat vents, your eyes slowly glancing around your surroundings. Taking a quick peep at the screen indicating the time, you read that it was almost 7am.

Tilting your head and leaning against the headrest, you lazily stare at Pedro as he continues to drive to god knows where.

"Don't I look so handsome in the morning?" he jokes before meeting your eyes, sending you a warm grin.

And handsome on top of you.

Shutting your eyes tightly, you beg your imagination to please shut the fuck up.

"You mean drastic," you mutter, moving your head to the opposite side, against the window to force some sleep again.

Better to make time fly by faster knocking out where you were sure you wouldn't say anything stupid.

"Hey, no..." he whines, moving his right arm across to shake your chin softly to keep you conscious. "Don't pass out on me again, I'm lonely."

"And I'm tired, deal with it."

Shuffling in his seat, he looks over to see you curling yourself up in a ball with your legs to your knees and arms wrapped around. Not thinking things throughly, he hits the brakes hard for a split second and watches as your body jolts forward before swinging back against his seat.

"What the fuck!" you shriek, propping your body up and facing him in pure rage. "Are you trying to irritate me?!"

"I'm lonely and you're not helping," Pedro calmly states, shrugging as you continue your daggers his way.

You were beyond pissed. How could he think you would be energetic and talkative right now? How could he attempt to make you fly out the window? You could feel your nerves slowly fading away by the fury growing inside you.

If he wanted you awake then fine, you were going to be awake.

Doesn't mean you had to talk though.

Silently sitting up, you stare at the windshield in front of you and watch the cars drive as he continues to spare you a glance every once in a while.

Honestly, your silence was terrifying the fuck out of him. Normally, you would have some snarky comeback or violent punch to return to his evil tactics, but you were doing nothing.

Literally nothing.

And he knows damn well the sights of trees and cars did not interest you.

"Hey...," you feel Pedro lightly poke your side, pursing his lips once he saw your non-existent reaction. "You're not mad, right?"

Ignoring him, you continue your deep stare now onto more trees as you two were getting closer to nature than streets. You must've been out for some time as you barely noticed how far away from the city you really were.

Joon would really love this.

Gradually lifting his arm up, his places it on top of your own and gives it a small squeeze while laying it there. "C'mon, don't ignore me."

As if that would make you stop your scheme.

Blinking slowly, you acted like you paid no attention to his puppy dog pleads as the car was making its way towards an almost empty parking lot, all surrounded by a forest that only had one route starting within an old wooden bridge.

Pulling up to a nearby parking spot, Pedro parked the car before turning back to try and capture your attention but nothing was working.

You were so damn frustrating, it was infuriating. But he was still desperate to gain your attention.

"Are you just going to sit in here all day or what?" he questions as he waves a hand over your face to make you blink.

You didn't and that kind of frightened him. Work of the devil.

"I am going to cry," he warned, swatting his hand over his face to prepare for his fake tears.

Yet you showed no mercy. Sitting there patiently, you inhaled and exhaled softly, causing him to internally flip the fuck out because why were you being so aggravating when the two of you should be walking and pointing out the squirrels fighting over nuts.

And sadly, he was slowly giving up.

"Imagine if I really was crying," he began, offended you did not care one bit. "Really means a lot how unconcerned you are."

But when you suddenly started examining your nails and carefully picking at them is when he totally lost it.

Reaching over to you and moving his arm down your arm, he swiftly intertwined your fingers with his before moving you posture to face him.

His hand was huge.

"No, no-" he started, pulling a face as you gave him a blank stare back. Act natural. Pulling your shared hands in front of his chest, he sulks. "-please, for the love of whichever god you believe in, or if you're an atheist- for the love of you, please talk to me."

Watching him beg for forgiveness has always been funny in the past, but his pleading for attention now makes you feel bad.

"If you talk to me I will buy you breakfast and a very delicious milkshake that will make you extremely happy for the rest of the day," he continues, using his free left arm to wrap around you as his right one still clutches onto your palm.

He's so warm.

Pursing your lips a bit, you send him a skeptical glance. "Oreo shake with a lot of whipped cream?"

He instantly nods, a smile breaking out. "Of course, anything you want."

You look at the car's steering wheel before averting your eyes back to his. "And a red cherry?"

"I'll buy you a full jar of cherries if it makes you happy," he declares.

"And fries?"

Agreeing, he lets out a quick nod again. "With extra seasoning."

Biting your lip, you proceed to think about other stuff you may want with your milkshake and fries. "A burger?"

"My goodness, woman" he sighs, letting go of you and jumping out of the car before running around to your side and opening your door. "I'll buy you the whole menu, now let's go!"

With that, he vigorously yet cautiously pulls you out of your seat and throws you over his shoulders.

"Oh no!" you squeal, trying to find something to hold on to as he begins his journey, walking towards the bridge to start the hike. Grabbing a hold of his neck, you try not to choke him as you place your arm around it.

If you were going down, you were sure you were going to break his neck in the process. At least it would be a learning lesson for him.

"If you drop me I am never talking to you again," you threaten as he continues down a path.

"Said that before and just did it half the car ride here," he begins, moving his shoulder to give you a little fright of your life. "Now I just found out that all I have to do is buy you food and you'll yap again."

Glaring, you choke him a little to which he chuckles. "Didn't know you were into that."

Speechless, you couldn't believe his words. What the hell was he on this morning?

"Put me down!" you exclaim, immediately moving your body so he would lose his balance. Once he did so, you scowl as he ruffles your hair, making it tangle around. "Hey!"

"Can you stop being negative for a few minutes and enjoy the environment?" he asks, pulling his arms up to twirl around. "Just take in that fresh air mother nature gifted us."

Scrunching your nose, you frown. "It smells like rotten eggs."

"Because of the ducks," he pointed out before patting his pockets. "Which we will be feeding with the bread I brought."

Examining his pocket, you shoot him a curious glance. "How big are your pockets?"

"Not important," he states, grabbing your arms and dragging you along with him down the long trail. "What's important is finishing this trail to feel accomplished."

Pouting, you allowed him to drag you along as you miserably dreaded the next few hours to come. The energy you had to give off just for some damn breakfast.

Shame on you for loving food so much.

Encountering many frogs, lizards, and pigeons who loved flying right by both of your heads and scaring you to death, you had long forgotten about how anxious you were being around him. Being distracted constantly had you occupied which was a relief.

Eventually, you two finally found the drugs.

Or the ducks.

Walking by a huge pond, there were numerous amounts of ducks leaping around with their families following behind. It was really cute, but the smell wasn't.

"I wonder if they can choke on this?" Pedro muttered as he pulled out a large bread. Slowly nearing one medium-seized one in caution, he rips a piece apart and throws it. "It is kind of thick."

Taking a moment to check the bread out, you sigh. "Are you feeding these ducks bolillo bread?"

He pauses, not sure why you would care to ask. "Yes and?"

"They have thick crusts!" you exclaim. "And why not just feed them normal wheat bread?"

"Who even eats wheat? It's bland." he protests. "Plus, this is leftovers from my dinner last night."

"They're ducks! They don't care," you argue as he shakes his head.

"Just imagine if you were a duck," he began, making you huff in annoyance as you just knew he was going to say something ridiculous. "Wouldn't you love to eat this nice bolillo bread, maybe visualize a torta with some carnitas, onions, avocado, can't forget the refried bean-"

"The duck is choking!" you squeal and stare in fear as the poor duck starts to wheeze sharply.

Pedro's facial expressions drops as he sees the poor duck quacking in agony. Nervously rushing to its side, he looks up at you. "Do we pat its back? CPR? Call 911?!"

Pulling out your phone, you type away to find answers for your current problem. It was indeed true that you aren't supposed to feed ducks bread.

Especially thick Mexican ones.

"Give it mouth to mouth if you want chlamydia," you read aloud, causing Pedro to instantly leap away from the duck as it hastily begins to lay on the ground. "Wait, you get that from birds, not ducks. Silly me."

"Ducks are birds," he discloses, trying his best to softly pat the ducks back, finally giving it one powerful swat to help but instead the duck ends ups being thrown a few feet away by his force.

"Do I look like a fucking duck doctor?" you spit out, making him look up confused.

"You mean a veterarian."

Ignoring his last comment, you continue scrolling through more of google's suggestions, finally finding some information that may help. "You need to press down on its chest with 1-2 fingers or just give them water to drown it down."

Immediately grabbing the duck and placing it on its back, you worriedly watch over the duck from Pedro's shoulder as he works his fingers on the poor animal.

However, no luck was given as the duck was beginning to look weak and drowsy as pressure kept being projected on its chest. "We need water!"

Running towards the pond, you motion for Pedro to follow along with the duck as you look for a safe ramp to lead the duck onto. "Let's just lay him down near the water and splash him with it."

"He?" Pedro asks, stopping his movements. "But it looks like a she-"

"We are not arguing over its gender when its literally dying in your arms!" you exclaim, causing him to quickly nod and follow the ramp you found towards the water.

Gently, Pedro lowered his arms near the water with the poor duck taking over his hands. Trying to move the flow of water towards its face, he calls you over. "He's not accepting it, you need to scoop some up in your hand and pour it over his beak."

Rapidly nodding, you do as he says and take a handful and try not to spill it before gradually pouring it over the duck's beak. This water was not clean, but at least it was something. Nothing was happening until your third scoop once the duck began to actually swallow some of the water slowly.

"I-I think it's working! We did it!" Pedro cheered, trying to give you a high-five, failing incredibly as he somehow managed to lose his grip and dump the poor duck hard in the pond. "Oh shit!"

Squatting down, you try to reach for the duck as its face was buried underneath the water before Pedro's body slams into yours, causing you to fall into the dirty, cold pond.

The feeling of thick, muddy water overtakes your body as you lose all sight of air. Quickly moving your arms up and down, you rise back to the surface to find Pedro with his hands over his mouth and his jaw dropped.

He knew he wasn't going to hear the end of it.

"Fuck," he nervously muttered to himself before reaching out for you. "I am so so so sorry, the leaf made me slip AH!-"

He couldn't finish his sentence as you yanked his arm down with you, pulling with almighty to get him to land in the pond. The weight of the water going down with his body diving harshly against it, you knew he was completely soaked.

And probably pissed, but its okay. It's what he deserves.

Waiting for him to come up, he finally did so in seconds looking very unhappy. It made you delighted.

"You did that on purpose!"

Scoffing, you splash him and watch as he gasps harder. "You do a lot of things on purpose."

Using both hands to release bigger waves, he splashes you back. "Don't splash me!"

Growling, you slap his chest as he clutches your wrist afterwards. "You're so lucky I forgot my phone at home."

Gasping, you feel one of his hands fly underwater. "I didn't!" You hold in your giggles as he shuffles frantically before moving his gaze back up. "Wait, I never removed it from my glove department. Be fortunate I forgot it because if you destroyed it I would've made you walk home."

Furrowing your brows, you push his shoulders and make him move back by the force of it. "You're the one who started it. We're gonna get duck chlamydia now!"

Rolling his eyes, he pushed you back, causing you to fall under the water. Once you caught your breath again you notice the way he glares at you. "That's not even a thing."

"Just another STD to add to your list," you jokingly mumble to yourself, sure he didn't catch it.

You were wrong, again.

Launching himself onto you, the two of you fall underwater as he shoves you body around in revenge. Swimming back up, you gasp for air while slapping his arms off you as he tried blocking all your attempts.

Wrapping his arms around your waist, he clings his face on your shoulder as he proceeds to try and bring you down under but somehow you manage to wrap your leg around his thigh, causing him to lose his strength and fall backwards with you on top of him.

He sure has one strong grip.

Now, not saying you were going to kill him. But this was your chance to kill him with no witnesses.

Well- besides the ducks, but they wouldn't quack a soul.

Regaining his energy, he lifts himself back up and holds you up, about to drag you under again before you crazily oppose while shaking your head, "Don't! We're gonna get sick!"

"That's not a very sincere apology," he tilts his head, his wet hair scattered across his face as he awaits your alibi.

Huffing, you fight back a rude remark. "Do you understand how much poop were swimming in right now? These ducks are probably laughing at us by how much they are quacking."

Swiftly looking around, the two of you check the surrounding ducks around who blankly stare back. The older looking ones hollering nonsense, probably making plans to kill you and Pedro.

"I bet their releasing their chlamydia right now," you cry, hiding your face in his shoulder as he bursts out laughing.

"I don't think that's how it works."

Glancing down on him, you're surprised by his strength. He's been holding you up by your waist for so long you're shocked he hasn't dropped you accidentally yet. "Let's not find out, let's get out."

"You're forgetting something," he smiles, staring innocently at you, knowing damn well you can't leave without his release. "And I wouldn't wait this one out because I am pretty sure I feel toads swimming near my feet."

Instantaneously, you clung onto him tighter in fear as you could imagine the feeling of something swarming around your body. It was like hundred of spiders crawling all over you, you needed to get out of here.

Pulling yourself back up, you place your hands on his shoulders as he impassively stares back at you, waiting. "Fine," you huff. "I'm sorry for claiming you had STD's before."

Pedro just stays there, not moving an inch as if he wants more. Groaning, you knew he wasn't going to give in so easy. "And I am sorry for stimulating the idea that you would get duck chlamydia," you apologize. "But you can get E. coli."

That didn't help as he just helplessly eyed you, not impressed with your poor excuses of your so-called apologies. What more did he want? You can't necessarily beg on your knees, you're in the water!

Whining, you knew you had to pull out your sincere face. You just knew your Oscar-worthy acting was about to award you freedom.

Softly, you move strands of hair stuck near his eyes away from his face and brush his hair back before quivering your lips and looking down upon him in sorrow.

He has really pretty eyes.

"I'm really sorry," you start as you push your face inside his neck and lock him inside your arms. "I know you don't have any infections, you don't even have visible rashes or sores to prove it."

Pedro finds your plead for forgiveness charming as you squeeze him tighter. He begins to release you until he hears the mutter of your "-that are visible."

"You couldn't hold it in for a few more seconds?!" he whined at how fast you went back to insulting him.

Sighing heavily, you slap a hand to your face. "It's hard!"

Suppressing a laugh, he unwrapped his arms around you and let you get back to the sidewalk. But once you were back on your feet, you looked down to find your body filled with random pieces of dirt, sticks, and grass. "Ew!"

"You're not sitting in my car," Pedro states, waving his head side to side to release some water from his ears.

"You're worse than me!"

"My car, my rules."

Frowning, you weren't sure if he was kidding or not. "Well, you almost committed first-degree-murder so if you don't want people to know you must be my personal servant."

His instant glare turned into confusion as he abruptly moved his attention back towards the pond. "Where did the duck go?"

Widening your eyes, you forgot that you had a helpless duck in your hands minutes ago before your splash attack with Pedro. Scanning your eyes from the sidewalks to the ramps to the pond, you noticed a duck floating nearby. "I think that's them."

Pointing at a duck with the closest familiar colors than the rest, you felt Pedro let out of sigh of relief. "Thank goodness, I would have felt extremely guilty if she would have died."

"It could be a he," you snap back.

He was about to protest but honestly, you were done for the day. You just wanted to take a long and hot shower and knock back out. Not only that, but you ruined your cute running shoes you gifted yourself months ago for your work out journey.

You never really wore them, but it's the thought that counts.

"We can get breakfast another day," you plead to which he didn't argue over because he really wanted to remove the unknown substances off his body asap.

He wouldn't admit it, but he was genuinely scared he may have gotten duck chlamydia .

"Okay, but no sleeping in the car," Pedro states as you exhale loudly. All this and you still weren't allowed to doze off, how cruel is life at the moment.

Walking back to the car would've went down smoothly if the two of you weren't given disturbed looks from strangers and your clothes weren't clinging uncomfortably to your bodies, especially your shoes.

Luckily, Pedro had towels in his trunk and set them down on the seats. "God, I am definitely going to need a deep cleaning after this."

Slipping inside, your hands find the heater and turn it on full blast. Not only was it freezing outside, but your drenched state made you feel like an icicle.

Setting off back to the road, your mind begins to wander back to the question that has been flooding your mind lately. Craning you neck towards his presence, you make out his comfort state. Cool, he's calm.

Here goes nothing.

"So," you start, awkwardly playing with your hands as you try to make direct eye-contact with him as he turns his head to you. "Why did you visit the other morning?"

Lifting a brow, he pulls a face. "Other morning?"

Biting the inside of the cheek, you try to sound composed. "Yeah, remember? You dropped by around 6am-"

"-and you thought I was Lady Gaga, slammed the door on my face, and went back to bed?" he finished, grinning while finding your eyes again. "You mean that day?"

"Well if you knew what I was talking about why make me recall those mortifying details?" you grumble, leaning back against your seat. "And I thought you were a cat."

"I figured, I always questioned why Jules would ramble on about buying Lady Gaga a new electric litter box until I connected the dots," he confessed making you let out a small chuckle.

Yeah, you clearly remember how upset Jules became when Lady Gaga neglected the expensive box.

"But if you're curious, it wasn't because I wanted to go hiking," he smiled, referring to the current day.

"Then why?"

He paused for a minute, checking his mirrors before switching lanes. "I'm not really sure."

Tilting your head a bit, you express curiosity as you glance back. "I don't understand?"

Laughing lowly, he slightly shook his head. "I did wake up real fucking early that day," he started. "Maybe around 4am? Which sucked because I must've gotten like 3-4 hours of sleep."

"So you decided to wake me up so I could feel your pain?"

"No," he stifled another chuckle. "To plant trees."

Squinting your eyes, you become very confused. What is he talking about? He noticed your puzzlement immediately. "You know, go early in the morning to different areas in the city and help dig and replace old trees to plant new ones."

This whole time you were flipping out, wondering why he randomly came early in the morning just to find out it was because he's a nature boy who wants to help out the community?

It was very sweet of him to be as helpful as he was, but you were a little disappointment it wasn't something more.

"That's why?" you ask and he nods. "And why no warning?"

"Well, I was going to call but I figured all that studying you had done the evening before may have knocked you out early," he confessed.

Yet he still made you wake up early today knowing damn well you were exhausted last night. Strange.

"Why me?" you giggle. "I'm not your typical nature girl, Joon would've been perfect for the job."

Shrugging, he leaned his elbow on his middle console. "I thought about asking him, but to be honest I didn't want to pay for any damages he may have caused."

That was a very accurate insight of what Joon really was, clumsy. The amount of times he accidentally dropped his coffee cups, tripped over wires backstage, and face-planted against glass doors would be too much to count on both your palms.

You're surprised he hasn't broken his back again- but still glad he hasn't. That would really suck.

"But have you thought things over yet?" Pedro glanced your way before looking back forward. "About Canada?"

Stiffing up a bit, you move your eyes to the dashboard. You weren't dreading this conversation, but you didn't want to talk about it.

This was a situation where it was a win but also a loss.

Win as in gaining incredible experience, loss that your parent's wouldn't be pleased, it was in a different country, and you'd be missing out on your social life for almost a year.

"Not really," you admit and sense from the corner of your eyes his shoulders fall. "Still indecisive, as always," you try joking to lighten the mood.

Sending over a tiny grin, he mirrors your same expression, doubtful. His face turns concentrated again, leaning closer to you before he shuts down again, ultimately rejecting whatever idea he had going on.

The rest of the drive back to your place went by fast. The two of you made little talk about each other's life and how school was going for you, but he already knew so much already from past encounters.

Pulling up to the red curb you loathe, you crack a scowl as he only returns a smirk at his doing. "I will personally send my property manager to you so she can threaten you."

"I do love threats," he beamed, watching as you reach for the handle before stopping you by his voice. "-but I had fun this morning, despite our little uh...catastrophe," he chuckled, looking down at his clothes.

"I totally agree," you grin. "Dirt just looks so good on me."

He sniggers lightly before slightly sobering up. "But seriously, think about the offer," he begins, nipping at his lip a bit, not trying to put too much pressure on you. "It'll be good for you, you know- your future."

Sighing, you nod. You knew where he was coming from since he's been doing this for so long, but you were still young and had a lot on your mind.

"I'll think about it," you smile, reaching for the door handle and swiftly getting out, missing the way his smile slowly vanishes.

Taking your usual step back, you send him a farewell wave but he does his habitual goodbyes as he gets out of his car and grins to you. "See you around." Laughing, you walk inside the doors and make your way to the elevators, his followed soft "beautiful" being muffled by the traffic on the streets.

It seemed like both of you were screwed.

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The Tearsmith (Long Post)

Okay so, like I just recently watched this movie and then bought a digital copy of the book and read it and I just wanted to post a review because I've been seeing a lot of mixed opinions.

I want to start by saying that, arguably it's not that bad. Lets be real, okay, yes, it does have a wattpad quality to it BUT strip it down to it's core for a quick second and look past the "twilight" vibe and actually focus on the key points.

One of the things I've seen is that Nica doesn't have any depth to her, which just isn't true, at least in the book.

Nica has a personality, ya'll!!! It isn't quite portrayed as deep in the movie but she is three dimensional, I promise!! Nica comes across a bit naive and with her head in the clouds but THAT'S the point. She lost her parents at a young age and grew up in an abusive and toxic situation where she was constantly told to be a "good" girl, nothing else. Now imagine if you were in that scenario? Where you're being raised among other children who have had no chance to grow or flourish? Who have their passions or joys ripped away as a form of punishment. I think personally that would stunt anyones personality. The only thing Nica can hold onto, the only thing that couldn't be taken away was her tenderness, which is often times shown through her love for animals. If you've ventured to read the book, it definitely explores that side of her much more. Hence why she wears band-aids around her fingers, from helping wounded animals. In the movie when Norman asks her if she's hurt Margaret says that she tends to hurt animals. In the book she later because a veterinarian because of her love for animals!

Now that I've said that, lets get into Rigel. I have found that a lot of people don't really care for his character and while I can understand to an extent, I quite throughly enjoyed it. Rigel isn't a good person, but he isn't a bad one either. I think people aren't analysing things in depth because when you look past Rigel's broody and harsh exterior you can actually see who he is as a person.

Let's start with the bleeding obvious, his abandonment issues. It doesn't go into the nitty gritty in the movie because timeline wise, they wouldn't have been able to fit everything in, but, there's a memory from Rigel's point of view of when he was a child, a doctor talks about his abandonment issues to Margaret who is vehemently denying them, saying that he was only a baby and couldn't possibly remember being abandoned, yet the doctor tells her that children are quite capable of understanding when they get older. The doctor continues to say that children that young can feel the lack and tend to blame themselves and make it so they feel responsible for it. And that's taken directly from the book.

Rigel is a broken child, he says that he's been disaster from birth multiple times. He thinks that because of his condition that's why his parents left him at Grave. While it is assumed that most of the children there are left orphaned from guardians deaths, Rigel is the only kid who was left behind, no note, no birth certificate. Nothing, he doesn't exist and I don't think knowing that helps how he views himself. Rigel believes he's a wolf, something dangerous and monstrous and it didn't make things better that other kids were scared or hateful of him. In the book, it explains that kids were scared of him because he had outbursts, scratching at his eyes or pulling and digging at the dirt and grass. These are all side effects from his condition, which I really do wish they had included that he got hallucinations whenever he got headaches and stuff because that made up a huge part of his character in the book. He used to see Nica with wings, like she was an angel.

I also think that they portrayed Rigel more angsty then what he was in the book. Sure, he had this cynical part of him but often times was described as being sarcastic and could be seen as snarky at times. Which I feel wasn't shown as well through the movie. I think the two times I can remember was when Lionel was introducing himself to Nica and just as he goes to say his name, Rigel interrupts and says bothersome. And the other time was when Nica asked him if he gave her the rose and he says, "Me? Give you a rose?". I think netflix really leaned heavy on the mysterious dark teen look instead of the "I'm gonna be snarky and sarcastic as a way of pushing boundaries." Because sexy and enigmatic sells more, not trauma.

His trauma from Margaret forms exactly who he shows on the outside. She for all intents and purposes raised him as her own and Rigel hated that. I mean, Nica even says that whenever he plays the piano Margaret is all he thinks of and she wants to erase that. That's how so deeply intwined this woman is with Rigel. He was her pride and joy and consequently ignored everything that was wrong with him, leaving Rigel a husk someone who could never move on from his issues. She ruined that boy, she ruined him to forever keep him close.

Now that I've deconstructed Nica and Rigel's characters a little, lets talk about the most obvious "issue" I've seen going around. Ladies and gentlemen, yes, I'm going to crack open the incest nut.

It's not incest. Please let me be clear when I say, what goes on between Nica and Rigel, isn't in anyway a form of incest! Throughout the entire movie, everyone refers to Rigel as Nica's brother but she denies it. The only time she says it, is at the start with Anna and Norman but I can explain that. Nica says they were like siblings at Sunnycreek, but we as viewers knows that wasn't the truth. In the book, it goes into further detail about how much Rigel bullied her. Pulling ribbon out of her hair, tugging at her clothes etcetera. While it isn't the greatest bit of evidence, I can firmly say that that's what little kids do when they don't know how to interact with the person they like. I was always told that a boy bullying me meant he liked me, which while it is shitty and not a good enough reason to do it, it is a thing. Boys really just don't know how to talk to girls, honestly.

So, while Nica tells Anna and Norman they're like siblings, it's a blatant lie to get the Milligan's to like Nica. She doesn't want to cause waves with the potential new parents, so she says that her and Rigel are like brother and sister to appease their idea of family. What else would she say? Actually, we don't like each other and never really have? Of course not! Nica needs Anna and Norman to love her, needs them to get her fairytale ending because like she says in the book, no one comes for teenagers, they were the metaphorical old dog in the pound that gets bypassed when adults saw the puppy who is trainable and cute.

In conclusion,

Nica never intended to fall for Rigel, all she wanted was a family but by chance she does. I think that while Rigel always knew she was the only attachment he had ever experienced, he couldn't have her because he knew what she wanted from life and he didn't fit into that fairytale, not with him being the wolf that he so badly thought he was. However, we get the scene when Rigel comes back from his fight with Lionel and we finally, finally see his walls come down, in his sickness he can't lie, can't have an icy exterior to the only person who had shown him honest kindness, tenderness. Because even though he hurt Lionel, Nica still helped him, took him upstairs, stripped him of soaking wet clothes and got him medicine to help with his fever. He begs her to stay because for the first time, he doesn't have to be strong, doesn't have to be brave. Nica has him, tends to him with no ulterior motive, just tenderness and the need to make sure he would be okay.

He's shown for the first time, things aren't black and white and aren't transactional like with Margaret. In the book there isn't so much physical touching, because it's a tender moment. Just two kids who survived different sides of abuse, finally free just to be alive. I do think that the physical touching added something, I didn't mind it because I saw it more so as a need to feel something solid beneath fragile skin. It was desperate, fuelled by Rigel's need to erase Margaret's touches, which we see when he has the flashback to her kissing his cheek and him immediately wiping it away when she's gone. He's touching Nica, the light that never seems to dim, a person who hasn't judged him, just wanted to know why he did what he did. She's the good he so desperately wants to have but ultimately can never obtain.

Take away the steamy erotic grabbing and kissing and want. Look at these teenagers, really look at them. It's not a dark romantic story, it's about the trauma that bonds these two together, how no one can understand what they've been through, not really. It's about a fairytale that doesn't end in "ever after" it's about reality, about how change can happen, even if it seems impossible. It's about hardship that turns these two characters into who they are, how they react to certain situations, how they behave around others who've never experienced trauma.

Rigel and Nica are proof of life after soul breaking childhoods. They aren't perfect and Rigel never does make amends with his issues because in reality no one ever does, but he finally has a chance to grow, to let those bad parts of his life fade and that can only be done with Nica, because she has to let those bad parts of her life fade too.

They end up staying together, creating their own family. One that will never be tarnished, never torn apart or abandoned. Nica get's the chance at her family and Rigel learns to accept that not every person is going to make you believe you're unlovable.

[paradoxcase]

Harrow the Ninth audiobook, Act 3

Harrow's memory of Crux giving her advice about her hallucinations just does not hit the same with the Moira Quirk Crux voice. When I was reading, at this point I was like, hmm, maybe I should reevaluate Crux slightly, but with the audiobook, the voice just sounds very incongruous

When Harrow talks to Ianthe about seeing G1deon with Cytherea's corpse, no precise description is in the text of the book, but it sounds like Ianthe expected something a lot worse than Harrow described, and then later Harrow tells John that she saw him "kissing" the corpse. Did Harrow actually just get all morally outraged about just a kiss?

I can't remember if I commented on it before, but Harrow says about G1deon that it was "as if he'd carried the name of a dead family pet" and I can't tell if this is some reaction that has something to do with Gideon or if she actually just thinks of Ortus as a "dead family pet"

John talks about G1deon killing Wake as if he were actually there when it happened, but he can't possibly have been, could he? If he wasn't there when Wake died, and had no idea that G1deon was having an affair with her, what does he actually know about how G1deon felt about killing her? He's not exactly a talkative guy. Mercy and Augustine knew that talking about Wake would get him to leave later on, too, but I don't think they were sharing a lot of info on her - he didn't know why Wake had a baby with her, for example

At some point a biscuit that was given to Harrow is described as a "repeatedly uneaten biscuit" which is definitely something

I can't remember if I noticed this the first time, but Harrow intentionally put all of G1deon's least favorite vegetables in the Trojan Soup so that he would eat more of the broth, haha

"The First Reborn" is used as an epithet for John at one point. Is John meant to have resurrected himself in the mythology?

After the Soup Incident, Augustine is looking "as if he had seen the ghost of someone he did not particularly like" which make me wonder what kind of stuff Anastasia got up to at Canaan House

Mayonnaise Uncle is in Harrow's River bubble, and he's acting just like himself, which I realize now must mean that his soul did not actually get consumed or corrupted by a devil thing after Colum's death. If they can really just infect anyone they injure, as is implied at the end of Nona, I wonder how he avoided that, since devil!Colum very much did fatally injure him

I pointed out before that later on in the River bubble they wind up congregating in the Second Lyctor lab, which seems to be relatively safe from Wake possibly because it belonged to G1deon and Pyrrha, but in this earlier part of the book they are also taking refuge in the quarters given to Judith and Marta as being the least leaky, and now I sort of wonder if they were given those rooms because they also had something to do with G1deon and Pyrrha and that's also why they're the least leaky in Harrow's bubble

Magnus, on the bad weather in the bubble: "It'll be a damned sight worse in the River." You know he's just extremely disappointed that Harrow is not able to see the joke, since I'm pretty sure both he and Abigail know what's up by this point

On Corona's "death" Abigail says "If she's gone, then perhaps that means--" and never finishes. I wonder if this is Abigail figuring out that Corona may still be alive

Ianthe says, "I wish killing [Naberius] had given me his needlepoint, too." I am actually kind of curious why it didn't, unless she means like, the actual physical pieces of clothing he embroidered or whatever and not the skill?

Harrow thinks she looks like her mother in the dress Ianthe makes for her, and then immediately says "I look like am imbecile." I know most people don't usually have positive thoughts about their mothers' senses of fashion, but even so this seems a little harsh

Augustine claims to be helping Harrow kill G1deon "for reasons of my own" and says that "he has caused me more pain over this past scant 40 years than I care to admit." When I read this originally, I just figured, of course Augustine dislikes G1deon, all my homies hate G1deon, because he'd said like three total words of dialog the whole book and done nothing but try to kill Harrow, but now I'm actually curious about this. Since they've known each other for 10,000 years and it's only the past 40 that have been a problem, this can't just be Augustine and G1deon not getting along for personality reasons the way that Augustine and Mercy don't get along (and also, Augustine never actually conspires to kill Mercy) so now I'm curious about what sort of falling-out happened between Augustine and G1deon in the last 40 years. I don't think it's just that Augustine was plotting with Mercy to kill John and G1deon was loyal to John, because I think Augustine and Mercy have been plotting to kill John for a lot more than 40 years. Was 40 years ago maybe when Wake first started to become relevant? Maybe Augustine and Mercy secretly conspiring with Wake to kill John at the same time that G1deon and Pyrrha were secretly fucking Wake caused some encounters between them that Augustine misinterpreted, honestly there could probably have been some hilarious Shakespeare-level dramatic irony here

Augustine says that Cristabel was a fanatic, which seems accurate to the account in Nona, but what was the object of her fanaticism after John resurrected everyone with no memory of Christianity? Although... Cristabel did help found the Eighth House, which honestly might sort of explain some things

John thinks BOE finding out about resurrection beasts must have been "an intelligence effort" since the resurrection beasts are classified information within the Nine Houses, which is hilarious as a concept after reading Nona, and G1deon does in fact correct him here that the only piece of actual intelligence they would have had to learn was where the fuck they came from

Ianthe goes on while drunk about being Harrow's sister, and it seems clear that she really wants Harrow to be like a replacement Corona

Harrow is mystified about why there is an incinerator on the Mithraeum and this question is ultimately never answered, although I guess it's possible that there will be an answer in the fourth book

When Pyrrha says "ba--" when talking to Harrow, it is not pronounced like the first syllable of "baby", which is kind of odd, since that's definitely what she was going to say. And she does definitely say she can feel Wake near or in Harrow, even though Wake is clearly in Cytherea's body at this point, furthering my suspicions that part of Wake's soul may still be in Gideon's sword even after Cytherea's body was shot at the end of the book. The voice also isn't different yet, but she is pretending to be G1deon here

[fictionkinfessions]

As a Jinx who does remember referring to Silco as my dad I understand, story wise, why they didn't have my source self refer to him as such in season 1. But come on they could've at least let me call him my dad or father in season 2! Especially when one of my last interactions with him while he was alive was him calling me his daughter. I'm not 100% sure but I think that was the first time he called me his daughter in my canon, but it honestly didn't bother me because I could tell how happy it made him whenever I called him dad even if he wasn't ready to admit in words how he saw me. He didn't need to- we both knew that we viewed each other as family.

On a sort of similar note, I don't fully agree with certain parts of the fandom who say that season 2 didn't show my grief around his death or that it barely showed it. It did show my grief but at the same time it only showed a FRACTION. They didn't show me screaming on the bank after I buried him, not caring if anyone heard me. They didn't show me start to take up smoking-one of the few things I was actually not supposed to do (not that he would punish me for it or anything) because as I told Sevika "it's what he'd be doing." They definitely didn't show me screaming at and attacking people who dared suggest that our relationship wasn't purely familial (which is ironic because I semi-recently uncovered memories of being in love with Vi but I think I was in denial at that point in time). They didn't show the nights where I would instinctively reach for him after I had a nightmare only to dissolve into a sobbing fit because he wasn't there anymore. They didn't show the time where I was in such a bad depressive state that Sevika actually offered to braid my hair and did so for probably a week because I could barely move much less do it myself. I don't remember for sure but I hope I told her the truth about how he died before I left. She deserved that much at least.

Before I untied him so I could carry him to the river and bury him I remember laying my head on his lap for probably only five minutes but it felt like ages; crying and imagining him running his fingers through my hair like he used to. And when I buried him the only reason I didn't just let myself drown was because I remembered all the times he told me the story about him and Vander and how he had to fight to survive when Vander almost killed him. Basically I still planned on killing myself but I was like "welp-it would be pretty shitty of me to kill myself in the river where he fought so hard not to die." But I wanted to so SO badly.

When his hallucination appeared while I was imprisoned, I had to force myself not to look at him. Not because I didn't want to see him but because I was afraid that if I did I might actually fool myself into believing that he was real. That I didn't kill him that night and that his body wasn't at the bottom of the river. I wanted to grab onto his hand. I wanted him to hold me. But it wasn't really him so I couldn't let myself trick myself into thinking it was. I had begged for him to come back and haunt me and when he finally did I couldn't even look him in the eye. -Jinx (Arcane) #🌙🌹🐚

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MY THOUGHTS ON SUN'S CURRENT STATUS IN SAMS AND WHAT HINTED THINGS MAY BE IMPLYING

I'm stating this just in case so no one could say that I'm saying it's canon or that I'm trying to say that the show is done if nothing from what I'm about to say will happen because that's not what I'm doing here. All I'm doing is posting my thoughts on my own blog.

Sun is doing better compared to last year, that's for sure.

But the thing is that Sun never sounds convincing when he's saying that he's fine - he isn't confident when he's saying this.

Ofc it's obvious that Sun isn't fully okay. But like I explained several times already - even if he expressed having suicidal thoughts several times (not so long ago even) he won't leave his family. He lives for them. But show recently repeatedly showed us that Sun is willing to throw away his own life to protect his family.

The show might be hinting to something with Sun's line "I wonder if it'd be better if Moon and I never separated" - which is obvious callback to episode with dimension where they never separated and Moon killed Sun - and with Molten mimicking Sun's voice - which might be a callback but is definitely a reminder of short arc with Mimic who was pretending to be Sun (coincidentally or not it's also the same episode where Sun told computer to shoot the lasers at him).

It's a bit sad to see that not only characters in the show (Earth) but also fans are ignoring Moon's concerns about Sun. Whether if there's a good reason for Moon to be worried or not, Moon's concerns should be treated seriously not because "oh something will happen to Sun" but for Moon's sake..

Have anyone wondered why Moon is keeping everything a secret?

It's obvious that he want to keep his family safe. But it wouldn't be surprising that Moon may also not feel comfortable with talking with his family about it - especially Earth - when his concerns were previously dismissed..

We can see that Moon is still scared that he may lose Sun. That's why he was dreaming that Sun died. Which whether we like it or not is partially Earth's fault because she didn't try to comfort Moon but she denied his worries in very hard way that doesn't allow a room for any objection..

Why am I pointing that Moon may not feel comfortable to talk with Earth about his secret?

Because even if he lied to Sun, he opened up to him about his thoughts regarding bringing Solar back - that if Ruin was still around would it be okay to sacrifice him to bring Solar back - which tells us a lot about how much different New Moon is from Old Moon..

Old Moon would never say anything to Sun. He wouldn't utter a single word to Sun about his possible plans..

New Moon is different. Even if hides from Sun the fact that he holds Ruin captive, he very much shared his thoughts about his plans with Sun. Even if Sun doesn't know that Moon actually plans to do it, he knows what is plaguing Moon's mind..

It shows us that Moon trusts Sun. He deeply cares about Sun's opinions.

I'd be very angry if Monty won't tell Sun about Moon's weird dream and that Moon is acting in very concerning way..

Sun will be devastated if Moon will sacrifice Ruin to bring Solar back. But not because Moon hid the truth from him but because Moon is hurting so much and decided to do something bad instead of reaching out for help..

I think that Sun will be devastated more by Moon being reckless - which will definitely remind him of Old Moon (and I'm not saying this to say that New Moon is no different from Old Moon but I'm saying this because for me it always looked like that Sun was always worried about Old Moon - who was acting very recklessly most of the time - and seeing New Moon being reckless would bring Sun these painful memories that Moon was acting reckless and Sun wasn't able to stop him, to help him..)

And knowing that Dazzle is July 16th victim we may get a glimpse on Sun's trauma from that day..

Which reminds me what both hallucination of BM and new BM told Sun - about taking over him and causing chaos once again..

Which reminds me of my theory that Sun may have depressive psychosis and delusions centered around guilt and unworthiness..

Sun being scared that he may create another AI to cause havoc for him and feeling guilty and responsible for Old Moon's state wouldn't surprise me..

And if Moon will do something bad.. I think that Sun may feel as he failed New Moon just like he failed Old Moon..

Maybe what I'm saying is a huge stretch but for me it makes a lot of sense..

Sun once tried to sacrifice himself for his family, for Moon when he decided to be conduit for star's power. He survived then. In Moon's dream he died sacrificing himself to protect Lunar.

With Moon heading in the wrong direction I feel that we may have a third and final "Sun sacrificing himself to protect his family" moment..

With history repeating itself so much - and knowing that Sun is the most affected by that because he's the one who remembers everything - and with Dazzle being confirmed July 16th victim, show may finally touch on Sun's trauma and mental issues some more..

I don't know what show have in store for us but I'm hopeful.

[fiction-justanotherstateofmind]

Would you mind explaining why some people don't like Allison? And no I don't think she would be good mother, considering she's been dead for a decade and never graduated so yeah definitely don't mind ignoring Jeff and his bad writing for scallison.

Idk if you were responding to a particular post, so I'm gonna answer as if it were a random question.

Actually I don't like Allison myself. I liked her back in the first season: she was sweet, innocent and a good match for Scott. The problem for me is how insane she became after her mother died.

She had never been taught to hunt, had never hurt or killed anything or anyone in her entire life. And yet, as soon as she discovered her mother's suicide, she transformed into a Kate Argent 2.0.

And the problem to me is not even the anger towards Derek, it's the repeated attempted murder of people who had nothing to do with it.

Erica and Boyd were innocent. Apart from the fact that Derek was innocent too, even with all the brainwashing done to her by her aunt and grandpa, if you are not the kind of person who enjoys hunting and killing, you never will be. No matter what they tell you.

I'm not joking, I was (and still am) shocked by the scene of Allison on the bike chasing Erica and Boyd and shooting arrows at them. I watched the scene again just right now and she shot seven arrows at Boyd. SEVEN arrows in the body of a 16/17 year old boy just for the fun of it, because it wasn't even about revenge since according to her Victoria had died because of Derek.

Also, Erica yelling "Please, Allison, stop" and Allison not batting an eye... Chris Argent had to stop her. The same Chris Argent who hunted and killed werewolves all his life, who hadn't had his character development yet, the same Chris Argent who helped his wife commit suicide realized that if he didn't stop Allison, with that one last shot she would kill Boyd.

When she was hallucinating a the party, her other self teased her that she's always yelling for help. You see? It's not revenge, it's always been power.

And what's worse is that she never apologized. Even after learning that Derek had bitten Victoria to protect Scott, she continued to play the victim. She has erected herself on a pedestal assuming the right to judge the actions of others, Derek in the first place.

Somehow in her mind loosing a parent entitles her to get away with multiple attempted murders. She despised Derek from start to finish and she never stopped to think about the pain her family had brought him, and this time on purpose.

And we want to talk about Isaac? She stabbed Isaac several times, and then they got together despite her not really being interested, and it shows in her last words before dying: not a thought, a gesture or a glance at poor Isaac.

And I'm deliberately ignoring her complete forgetting -in the movie- that she was once Isaac's girlfriend and not Scott's.

However, some might say that for some reason she convinced herself that Erica and Boyd were equally guilty of their mother's death and that therefore, in her view, it was right to kill them. Fine, then how do you explain the fact that in the movie, as soon as she wakes up, she doesn't just try to kill Derek but chases, hunts and even tries to kill a 15-year-old boy who is practically not even a real werewolf?

I like Kate for how her character was built, I even like Victoria. I don't like them as people but I like them as villains. The problem is that Allison acted just like Kate but neither the other characters nor part of the fandom see her as a villain.

They did the hunting in the forest (thrice btw: 1) season 2 with Derek and Scott; 2) season 2 with Erica and Boyd; 3) movie with Eli and Scott) for telling us what? That she's a badass, that she's powerful? What is it? A twisted way of saying girl power?

If we don't want to call her a villain, at least we need to realize that she's the female version of Peter Hale (only Peter at least had valid reasons. Questionable actions, but valid reasons). She helps when and how she wants, and especially just to help some specific people: she does it for Scott and Lydia, if it weren't for them, she would never have helped Derek.

She is not good. And we have to come to terms with this. She did wrong things and not only never apologized for it but she never even realized she did something wrong in the first place.

Btw I laugh at the idea that she, 17, (girlfriend of a 30+ man) should be a mother to the boy she tried to kill and almost succeeded in killing his father, not forgetting whose family was killed by her own family members... because if I stop to think about it, it would only make me cry.

So... yeah. This is it. This is why some people, myself included, don't like Allison.

The real question, at least to me, is why some people do like her? She is a Kate Argent evolved into a Peter Hale but praised as a Scott McCall.

Let me know your opinion about it.

[fiapartridge]

will + daisy thoughts ༊*·˚

Since Daisy is a year younger than Will and Gabe, and is the youngest among her siblings, I feel like she felt super alone once Will and Gabe left to play for BC. Like she felt like everyone was abandoning her, and the feeling was mellow at first, like she could handle it on her own; it was just something that was plaguing her mind, but when she saw videos of Will at a party after having forgotten their daily FaceTime, she just goes down a really bad spiral. She feels left behind and her parents are too interested in everyone else's (her siblings) hockey careers to even focus on her. So she trains really hard for ballet, leaving home early in the morning and coming back just in time for dinner. She starts ignoring her family's and Will's calls, feeling like a burden to everyone else until Will goes back to Michigan on a non-game day. He goes to her house and she isn't there, her parents don't even know where she is, and he finds her at the dance studio alone. When she sees him, she thinks she's hallucinating. "Will?" He smiles at her and she rushes into his arms. She tells him why she's been ignoring his and everyone else's calls and barely responding to texts, and he reassures her that she's not a burden; that he's always thinking about her because he loves her. "You're a hard person not to think about."

Daisy and Will definitely did the love language quiz one day while in his dorm at BC and Daisy's highest 2 love languages were quality time and words of affirmation. Like she needs to be with someone at all times or else her life just feels like a nightmare (exhibit A: the first thought LOL ^), and she loves hearing Will whisper sweet nothings in her ear when they're in public or even when they're just hanging out together, she loves when he randomly calls her beautiful after staring at her for a long time. Will's highest 2 love languages were physical touch and acts of service. Since they had to hide their relationship for a while, he liked to brush her hand in public, or have his hand on the small of her back, just something to keep her close by and connected while still having to look like they're nothing to each other. It's like a reminder to each other that they're there even though it may not look like it. He also loves kisses and when she sits on his lap instead of the open space beside him. He also loves giving her gifts. Like on the randomest of days, he'll just buy her flowers or tell her to get dresses so he can take her out to a fancy dinner. Like yes, he goes all out on anniversaries, birthdays, and holidays, but it feels extra special when it's just a normal day and there's nothing to celebrate.

When Daisy gets to BC her freshman year, she already feels at home since everyone she loves is already there: her boyfriend, her brother, some of the USNTDP boys. The boys become her best friends, and when Will can't go to a party with her or if she wants to go just with her girl friends, Will will always text the team group chat and be like "Dais is going to a party, keep her safe please." Because he knows at least one of those boys are going to the same exact party.

After the draft, Daisy gets particularly close with Adam Fantilli, Connor Bedard, and Leo Carlsson. Daisy came with Will on his trip to Las Vegas the time they went to see the Golden Knights play during the Stanley Cup. She thought Adam was super kind and mature (and didn't believe him when he said he was 18), Connor was funny, cracking his little quips here and there, and Leo was hilarious. There was never a time when Leo wasn't making a joke. They bonded over their music interests having that Leo was the only one that didn't only listen to country music 24/7. She took shots with them at the afterparty, promising to keep in touch once the night was over. She still talks to Connor sometimes, commenting on his post or sending him a funny TikTok from time to time, and she's always texting Leo about a new Drake album that just got released or joking about something random that just popped into one of their heads. And being Gabe's little sister, sometimes she accompanies him to the Hughes' lake house during the offseason. While Gabe and the rest of the boys train together, Daisy hangs out with Ellen (who feels like the mother she never really had with her own). There, she sees Adam, reuniting after the draft and rubbing it in Connor and Leo's faces that she gets to hang out with him and not them. Their little friend group is so cute. And Will always wonders why Daisy's in the group chat, but not him and Daisy's always like 🤷‍♀️

[lestcat-de-lioncourt]

Because there's no IWTV, I'm both purposely and accidentally going through AMCs other stuff and here's my takes so far (not spoiler free, Mayfair Witches, Orphan Black Echoes, The Terror)

Mayfair Witches:

Okay, enjoyable. The Talamasca is also meant to be in IWTV and I was a lil shocked at how many people don't know that but they're not as obvious yet in the IWTV series as they have initially been in Mayfair. Some wild Stockholm Syndrome with a demon or demon has Stockholm Syndrome with a human, idfk. 😂 Big feels for her mother, poor woman. Awful family, she probably shouldn't have gone looking for them tbh.

It's cool, but half of it is just her eyes and b00bz, AND I'M SORRY PLEASE TELL ME THAT IS NOT JUST ME? If anything, I was more interested in learning about the secret abilities of the people within the Talamasca than anything, but that's not strange, considering I'm usually into that kinda mystery.

Orphan Black Echoes:

3D printed people, alrighty. Don't leave the artists alone with a 3D printer anymore ig 🤣 interesting concept I keep being used, and it is definitely a side effect of humanities need for control. Which doesn't work particularly, of course. I feel so hard for all these women. The creator woman I don't really feel for, but I understand where she's coming from. She really didn't need to make 2 clones of her wife, though ngl. This is definitely interesting, I'd recommend. It's unfair how these clones are being treated, even in "the positive" ways, as people are either trying to control them, or hate them, or have them for selfish reasons. Billionaires going wild and evil, and deciding to create an entourage of clone children, I wouldn't put it past Elmo doing something like this if he could ngl.

I feel so bad for the kindest old man who has a bounty on his head (?!) who gets caught up in this that hosted the addiction group meetings and was just trying to help people but ends up getting shot.

Also, all that pink gloop is kinda nice for a stim until it's like.. is that's what is inside them!? Ew. As I recently watched Margaux, which has the same 3D printed human concept going on except they were full of the same gloop but white, which just looked like cream spurting out of them if they got a wound.

Not a fan of all these fake set rooms to manipulate the clones, noooo way. That "grandfather" was a right cvnt.

The Terror:

Honestly, what the f tbh, but this whole thing is kinda funny even though it's supposed to be serious drama. Random glimpses of a Chernobyl looking "polar bear." The depictions of the initial hallucinations made me kinda laugh. It's a relatively standard take on life living on board a ship was like then, with nods towards sickness, mental health, and spoiled rations, which Hollywood tends to miss. I fortunately learned a decent chunk with my accurate piracy history obsession. It's not a fun life, not back then. I'm only on episode 4, but it's always leaving me wondering what's next, and I had 2 dreams about it last night which confused me about what actually happened and for some reason I was Hickey dressed up as King Arthur in them so obviously, that part wasn't real. I like the fact there's queer people. It very much was a thing.

I'm sorry it was sad but burying Sir John's leg in a fancy stocking and shoe was like, "Go gurlll be buried in your best dress," but him getting wedged into the bucket as it looked like a glitching puppet/robot that kept flashing back to his face and he was human again IM SORRY. Both the captains are kinda messed up but kindhearted in their own ways. Francis just doesn't seem as in touch with his emotions as much as he is in touch with his alcohol adoration. And WHY DUD THE CHERNOBYL BEAR THROWN HIM DOWN A HOLE. I'm pretty sure it's a person that's some animal getting revenge for the poor man who was shot and thrown down the hole unceremoniously at that point.

Dog screaming on board like : "SOME SH!T GONNA GO DOWN!!!!" and just gives up tbh because humans are idiotic when it comes to doing dangerous things/take on Chernobyl "bears. " That's my name for it until I know what it it.

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In the past, I've watched Breaking Bad, based in Albuquerque, New Mexico, a place I frequented often in my youth and is close to my heart. That was very entertaining. And then Killing Eve, which was acquired programming, and they're doing a spin-off of that. Very excited.

My next ones to watch in planning is:

NOS4A2

Comic Book Men

A Disovery of Witches

The Talamasca (when it airs)

Kevin Can F**k Himself

And probably more Walking Dead stuff.