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cyanoticfireflies · 7 months ago

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Hazbin Hotel - Rewatch Thoughts (Episode 1, Part 1)

Notes: As I’ve been re-reading some of my favorite things (as in, not necessarily just fanfics, but other stuff that I enjoy) I got part of the way through @canary3d-obsessed’s “Restless Rewatch: The Untamed” and thought to myself that I should do one of these for Hazbin Hotel! I can’t do a first time reacting to, because by this point I’ve watched it a good eight times -_- But this way I can point out some of the things that I’ve noticed on multiple rewatches, some of which prove just how clever the team behind this show is! Also, you will get unapologetic Huskerdust shipping. This is just my life now.

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Episode 1

So we start off with Charlie giving us the background story on Heaven, Hell, daddy Lucy, mama Lili, and all of that. Heaven was “good,” Lucifer was a dreamer who thought of free will, the elders of Heaven said “nah,” Lucifer said “but what if yea,” and shit went sideways.

As someone who likes watching reaction videos on YouTube, I’ve been surprised by the number of people who have watched this intro and gone “Who’s Lilith?” And then there are the ones who say they heard about her from Diablo 4. I feel like Lilith isn’t… rare lore? I don’t know where or when I first heard about Lilith, but that kind of supports my stance of surprise?

(I tried to show my religious friend Hazbin – leaning on the “it’s about redemption” point – and it was actually the mention of Lilith that first triggered her? Because “you have to get really deep into things to find out about Lilith”? I am confused.)

I won’t go into my theories too heavily at this point – I’ll put up a final chapter for those so I can take it down in humiliation when the show laughs in my face later – but Eve looks very, very evil when she gets that fruit…

Anyway, Luci and Lili got exiled, Luci developed depression, Lili developed magic song powers then fluffed off seven years ago. Don’t worry, Charlie – your mom just went to go get some milk and cigarettes.

Genuinely, is Lilith being a song demon why everyone in Hell has pre-choreographed musical numbers? If she “empowered demon-kind” with her songs, does that include giving them all baby song powers? We know that these songs aren’t reality breaks because at the end of “Loser, Baby” the sharks comment on the song. (There’s also Vaggie and Angel’s discussion in “Happy Day in Hell” but since that’s in-song it feels like a less-strong argument.)

So it turns out that Charlie has been speaking this whole prolog bit aloud to herself. Relatable, girl – me dictating to myself the entire course of actions it takes to get through my email inbox. My officemate wears headphones so she won’t think I’m talking to her when I start talking to myself.

Also, poof – kitty!

I love KeeKee (pronounced “key-key” because, and this is true, she’s a key). But I also don’t know what the point of KeeKee is? If it’s just to give Charlie a pet, that’s totally fine. She also has Razzle and Dazzle, but Charlie could be one of those people with two cats, a full fishtank, a canary, and a husky and that’s totally chill.

(Why yes, my in-laws’ place is a zoo, why do you ask?)

I think I saw somewhere that KeeKee is the key to the hotel? But when Lucifer pops up later he immediately coos over KeeKee like Charlie has had her forever, so she obviously didn’t come with the hotel. Did Charlie change the locks on the hotel to KeeKee-compatible locks after she bought the place? I assume this is a metaphorical key?

(Lucifer and KeeKee in episode 5.)

Vivienne has said that KeeKee is a “physical manifestation of the hotel” but even that doesn’t make a lot of sense with the timeline… *Shrugs*

Charlie and Vaggie talk, and I honestly get so much amusement out of people who are like “Is that her sister? Are they best friends?” And I know that they didn’t, like, make out in their opening scene. But I didn’t ever suspect that they weren’t girlfriends? Maybe it’s just because I read into pretty much all media from a queer lens.

(Right here, ma’am.)

Charlie will go on to call Vaggie her girlfriend much later in episode 5 and make it official-official, but if you don’t go into everything with a straight-is-default mindset I’m not sure how you miss it.

We blip into Alastor’s take on a commercial for a hotel. Which is thoroughly enticing to exactly… Alastor.

(Quick question on the sinner designs – and I won’t stop every time we see a cluster of sinners to do this. But everyone’s design has something to do with how they lived or died, right? Angel is from a “web of crime” family, Husk is an unlucky black cat [I know, he’s a tuxedo cat not a fully black cat], Alastor was shot by a hunter like a deer… was grenade man some type of bomber? A war criminal? What is his story???)

His little hand-drawn picture is kind of cute, but it also makes me laugh because we actually see another character do something similar later on: Vox!

(And, yeah, Charlie obviously.)

I want someone to write the fic where Alastor and Vox’s relationship started in an introductory art class before descending into the chaos we see in episodes 2 and 8.

Vaggie does not like Alastor’s sense of humor and starts yelling at him. Charlie tries the *kindergarten teacher* nice feedback. “I love your use of color,” she says, staring at his construction paper covered in scribbled blobs of blue and orange. “Very creative.”

(“Maybe if you crumpled your drawing into a little ball like this, it would look better in the trashcan, honey!”)

Alastor doesn’t see the problem here. Alastor seems to have exactly zero capacity to accept anything that isn’t Alastor’s way, so this is unsurprising.

And then, with the sultry wail of a saxophone, we’re introduced to the bestest spider (and the only spider this horrifically arachnophobia author actually adores:) Angel Dust

Angel is totally willing to shoot an amateur porno right there on the sofa if it will help draw sinners to the hotel for Charlie.

And this would actually probably work in Hell, honestly. The horniest sinners actually would be knocking the walls down if they thought that with every night’s stay you got a free round with Hell’s most famous porn star. “Cum to the Hazbin Hotel for some ‘quality time’ with our singular resident.”

I am curious what Angel’s concept for his porno commercial was. Just him and Alastor banging dirty on the coffee table in the foyer? Night in the life of the brothel that is Angel’s bedroom?

(Also, I know Val owns Angel in the studio and Angel has some freedom outside of it, but does that include shooting his own pornos? Is it okay if they’re not for money? Or is it still not okay because Angel doesn’t own rights to his own image? Would Angel have to charge so Val could get his cut?)

Charlie doesn’t want to exploit Angel that way, but Angel starts listing off all of his highly exploitable attributes. He lists the legs twice, which is hilarious, but I’m immediately zeroed in on “the gag reflex.”

You’d think that for someone who makes a significant amount of his living sucking dick that it should be “the lack of a gag reflex” but the thing about Angel is that he’s not exactly sucking dick for the nicest guys around. Honestly, the fact that he does have a gag reflex and therefore will be gagging and choking and drooling is probably a turn-on for his usual partners.

We’re interrupted from Angel attempting to “keep going all night, baby,” by Lucifer calling, and the fact that his contact image in Charlie’s phone is a rubber duck in Lucifer’s top hat is honestly too cute?

Angel wants to know why Alastor can’t just make people stay in the hotel. And the timing on this animation is actually a little weird. After he says that he can, Husk chimes in with “Why do you think I’m here?” but Alastor is already moving to see around Vaggie as Husk starts talking. Has he primed Husk to be his hype man if someone starts asking questions like this?

Here's Alastor, looking at Husk before Angel and Vaggie even turn their heads – and Alastor had to move his whole *torso* to see around Vaggie.

A: “Now, remember. If anyone starts asking if I’m big and bad, you say yes.”

H: “Sure, Alastor.”

A: “I mean, I’ll say so first. But then you jump in and talk me up.”

H: “Yeah, all right.”

A: “But, like, right away.”

H: “Uh-huh.”

A: “Should we practice? We should practice.”

I do find it funny that we know the timeline – Alastor, Husk, and Niffty have been at the hotel a week per Vaggie’s words earlier. But Husk is already grousing about them bitching and moaning all the time. It’s been seven days?! How much bitching and moaning are you guys doing?! And it’s not just listening to, like, Angel bitch and moan. It’s “you fucks.”

(Or “you fuck’s” because Amazon doesn’t know how to pluralize a swear word?)

Vaggie didn’t even want a bar, but I’m betting it took her about two piscos on the rocks to be over that.

We also get our official series intro to Niffty here when she says “I like being forced!” in her happy little voice with a wide smile.

(God, I want the Niffty episode.)

Angel starts hitting on Husk, but (YMMV) I feel like at this point Angel isn’t trampling all over Husk’s boundaries the way he does later. He’s just throwing passes and Husk is kind of engaging him? By responding? He threatens Angel, making it clear that the flirting is unwelcome, absolutely.

But I kind of want to see where the conversation would have gone if Vaggie hadn’t stepped in. At some point it might have gotten snappier, but Angel wasn’t in meltdown mode like he is in “Masquerade” so they probably could have kept bickering for a bit.

Vaggie and Angel start talking about the core premise of the show. Is Hell the end of the road? Maybe, but also maybe not. Charlie thinks that it’s worth trying so that’s what Vaggie is going to do.

We as rewatchers know that where you end up in the afterlife isn’t as permanent of an assignment as the show makes it sound. And Vaggie I’m sure highly suspects so as well. This conversation is literally happening with one person who was in Heaven and now lives in Hell.

Though I do have to wonder if there’s a teeny tiny part of Vaggie that hopes the hotel fails, though? If Sinners really can be redeemed into Heaven, then she has to double/triple/quadruple think about what she’s done as an Exorcist. If the Sinners prove irredeemable, it doesn’t *justify* what she did or anything, but it could potentially relieve some of the guilt for her.

(Blake Roman’s delivery on “crack is expensive” is my favorite moment from episode 1.)

If we didn’t know that Charlie was drowning in daddy issues, I feel like we get a good demonstration at the end of her phone call. Yes, she’s excited and happy and hopeful. But she also says “Okay” and hangs up.

Maybe Lucifer said, “I’ll talk to you soon” or something and she said “okay” back. But I never hang up after a call with my dad without a “love you, bye.”

IDK why Charlie calls Vaggie over except to show her hyperactive squirrel brain going wild. Alastor and Angel are staring at them and seem like they can hear every word even after Charlie had Vaggie come around the corner.

Vaggie knows that Charlie means Adam, right? She has to. Charlie says “the leader of the angel army” and as of now, I mean… that’s Adam.

Also, initially I missed the detail that Adam was the one to call the meeting.

Was he going to inform Lucifer face-to-(virtual)-face that they were moving up the next extermination? Do Lucifer and Adam meet regularly? I think not from some of the dialogue in episode 8, but then what is the Heaven Embassy for?

(We'll pick up in Episode 1, Part 2 due to Tumblr's 30 images-per-post limit.)

#hazbin hotel #recap #images #randomness #musings #meta #analysis #charlie morningstar #vaggie #angel dust #husk #alastor #niffty #adam #lute

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mclwcc · 1 year ago

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I think the disproportion in show of affection from lando and carlos comes from the age difference, lando is young, and soaks up attention so he’s being pass around between djs, streamers and close knit friends and just has so many ppls around that for him it’s (just may be) like whtvr, yeah carlos is my friend like many other friends I have.

Carlos being more mature now and centered, more low key, seems to cherish and take care of the ppl he considers close to him, respect is a really big thing to him and so if he respects you, you automatically have a place in his life and would get out of his way (as much as he can) to help I somehow.

Also in the interview he does say that he saw the mercs getting closer and that if they passed lando who has similar tire wear to him, they would def pass him so he decided to help lando and in doing so help himself. I’m not saying that the one behind him being lando didn’t absolutely contribute but he’s also not that consumed by emotion.

oh yea sorry if it sounded if i implied carlos's emotionality clouds his judgement in the car - hes one of the drivers where ive genuinely never seen that happen (and we've all witnessed it with others). its just that i do actually rly like to hear drivers admitting that the way they think inside the car is slightly different to the macho tough utra-rational mentalities a driver is usually expected to present. carlos saying he does treat lando and fernando slightly more gently, lewis in 2018(?) saying he engages w max more carefully during wheel-to-wheels, lando often explicitly mentioning how scared he is in certain situations or at certain tracks (singapore and monaco specifically), etc. i find it refreshing, relatable, and like also very true in a delightful way

aside from that - i did see that interview, and im aware 99% of carlos's strategy was dictated by the circumstances that happened to b behind him, and i do believe he wouldve done that with whoever else wouldve been in p2 if lando wasnt there. that said, i do ALSO believe he thinks its nicer or more special bc lando was the one in p2. thats what i was trying to say

and yea i deffo think carlos and lando treat friendships differently - maybe its stages in life, or personalities, or a combination of the two. carlos has always been big into respect, & i rly think he respects lando a whole bunch, and thats deffo never left him. meanwhile lando - "he’s being pass around between djs, streamers and close knit friends" is v funny and also quite true. i think after the pandemic left him like, quite lonely, and maybe in a bit of a panic abt how lonely he was, he made an effort to solidify an old and trusted group of friends around him, which he's basically now settled into. and now he's in a phase where he's kind of exploring his boundaries beyond that, going on vacations w martin garrix n his friends or whatever. also like, lando is very gen z in ways carlos clearly isnt, and that means a lot of his socialising is done online (to the point where when he was living w max they sometimes texted more than actually talking to each other). so that inherently means that sometimes the friends who have access to landos time and energy arent those he chooses to prioritise, but like those who happen to be online on discord - whether that be angryginge or filly or matt gallagher or bankai or whoever, ykwim (and max) (usually max lmao). which means carlos will naturally have a disconnect w lando in that area

but yea i get what u mean for sure. its also like, 2019-2020, carlos and lando's interactions were not only v much facilitated by them being teammates, but also in huge part filmed or televised, which means that we had so much more of a grasp on what they were like w each other. now its genuinely just guesswork, ykwim

#anon #ask #lando #carlos

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osiristhehermit · 9 months ago

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LIBER SCRIPTUM

» LIBER SCRIPTUM «

Aleister Crowley

The Scientific Solution of the Problem of Government

by Comte de Fénix

First published circa 1937 EV in London.

(It is referred to in the introduction to the 1938 EV edition of The Book of the Law.) Crowley's pseudonym here, "Comte de Fénix" is a play on "Phoenix," his secret name as head of O.T.O.

[ Published in The Revival of Magick, edited by Hymenaeus Beta & R. Kaczynski (1998 ev.) ]

Theorem.

The scientific solution of the problem of Government is given in AL (Liber Legis). This Law supersedes all the empirical theories hitherto current.

Quotation.

Chapter I.

3. Every man and every woman is a star.

10. Let my servants be few & secret: they shall rule the many & the known.

40. Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.

41. The word of Sin is Restriction.

42. thou hast no right but to do thy will.

43. Do that, and no other shall say nay.

44. For pure will, unassuaged of purpose, delivered from the lust of result, is every way perfect.

57. Love is the law, love under will.

Chapter II.

19. Is a God to live in a dog? No! but the highest are of us. They shall rejoice, our chosen: who sorroweth is not of us.

20. Beauty and strength, leaping laughter and delicious languor, force and fire are of us.

58. Yea! deem not of change: ye shall be as ye are, & not other. Therefore the kings of the earth shall be Kings for ever: the slaves shall serve.

Chapter III.

4. Choose ye an island!

5. Fortify it!

6. Dung it about with enginery of war!

7. I will give you a war-engine.

8. With it ye shall smite the peoples; and none shall stand before you.

58. But the keen and the proud, the royal and the lofty; ye are brothers!

59. As brothers fight ye!

60. There is no law beyond Do what thou wilt.

Demonstration.

The average voter is a moron. He believes what he reads in newspapers, feeds his imagination and lulls his repressions on the cinema, and hopes to break away from his slavery by football pools, cross-word prizes, or spotting the winner of the 3:30.He is ignorant as no illiterate peasant is ignorant: he has no power of independent thought. He is the prey of panic.But he has the vote.

The men in power can only govern by stampeding him into wars, playing on his fears and prejudices until he acquiesces in repressive legislation against his obvious interests, playing on his vanity until he is totally blind to his own misery and serfdom.The alternative method is undisguised dragooning. In brief, we govern by a mixture of lying and bullying.

This desperate resort to archaic weapons is the heritage of hypocrisy. The theories of Divine Right, aristocratic superiority, the moral order of Nature, are all today exploded bluffs. Even those of us who believe in supernatural sanctions for our privileges to browbeat and rob the people no longer delude ourselves with the thought that our victims share our superstitions.

Even dictators understand this. Mussolini has tried to induce the ghost of Ancient Rome to strut the stage in the image of Julius Caesar; Hitler has invented a farrago of nonsense about Nordics and Aryans; nobody even pretends to believe either, except through the "will-to-believe."And the pretence is visibly breaking down everywhere. They cannot even be galvanized with spasms of pseudo-activity, as still occasionally happens with the dead toads of superstition.

There is only one hope of uniting the people under intelligent leadership; because there is only one thing in which everyone really believes. That is, believes in such a way that he automatically bases every action of his daily life on its principles.(This is true of practically all men, whatever their race, caste, or creed.) This universally accepted basis of conduct is Science.

Science has attained this position because it makes no assertion that it is not prepared to demonstrate to all comers. (This part is so well understood that all the "false prophets"—Spiritualism, Christian Science, ethnological cranks, Great Pyramid puzzle-mongers, and the rest of the humbugs—all pretend to appeal to evidence, not to authority, as did the Kings and the Churches.)The problem of Government is therefore to find a scientific formula with an ethical implication. This formula must be rigidly applicable to all sane men soever without reference to the individual qualities of any one of them.

The formula is given by the Law of Thelema. "Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law."[1]This injunction, in one sense infinitely elastic, since it does not specify any particular goal of will as desirable, is yet infinitely rigid, in that it binds every man to follow out exactly the purpose for which he is fitted by heredity, environment, experience, and self-development.The formula is thus also biologically indefeasible, as well as adequate, ethically to every individual, and politically to the State.

Let this formula be accepted by every government. Experts will immediately be appointed to work out, when need arises, the details of the True Will of every individual, and even that of every corporate body whether social or commercial, while a judiciary will arise to determine the equity in the case of apparently conflicting claims. (Such cases will become progressively more rare as adjustment is attained.) All appeal to precedent and authority, the deadwood of the Tree of Life[2], will be abolished, and strictly scientific standards will be the sole measure by which the executive power shall order the people. The absolute rule of the state shall be a function of the absolute liberty of each individual will.

#aleister crowley #thelema #occult #magick

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herdeardiaryy · 1 year ago

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devotion 43

"Fear thou not; for I am with thee: be not dismayed; for I am thy God: I will strengthen thee; yea, I will help thee; yea, I will uphold thee with the right hand of my righteousness. Behold, all they that were incensed against thee shall be ashamed and confounded: they shall be as nothing; and they that strive with thee shall perish."

Isaiah 41:10

THANK YOU SO MUCH, LORD, FOR THIS VERSE!!

I badly needed this word of God today, especially this verse. This day gave me a heavy heart, actually not only this day but even past few days, but today I cannot control my own feelings.

Today, I am having a panic attack. My heart races so much, my hands are shaking, my fingers are starting to pinch another fingers, and I cannot breathe normally even if my pulse beats so fast. I realized this feeling only today, but I am feeling like this for like a week now, I don't if this includes the pressures and overthinking, because this is ths very first time that I felt this in my whole life.

Today, I got out of place, with my co-Filipinos. They talk as if they don't know me, they passed right in front of me while asking other Filipino, which was beside me, to eat with them. They did not do anything like this before. And my pressure rate got increased because someone who is not my superior, came to me, to ask me something about the report, and he even slam his notebook in my table, I am at shock that I didn't even asked him what is the problem. I don't know what's going on with them, I was just working silently for the few weeks because I have pressures in mind.

Until later on, I cannot stop my tears from falling and I rushed myself to the restroom. I stayed there crying for like 10 minutes, just to released all the heaviness in my heart. I was questioning myself about these things and telling myself that this is not what I deserved. I am here to work, and argh — I don't know what's happening.

Now that I read this verse, it lessen my fear. I should not be feared at something that might lose from believing myself. I need to be confident enough, strong enough to handle things, I know I cannot handle someone else's feelings but I can change mine. The Lord is with me and whatever situation that life gave me, the Lord will defend me. The Lord will fight for me. Help me, Lord, to get through this.

This is my prayer:

"Lord God, I would like to say thank You for protecting my family on their traveling back home in our house earlier. Thank you, Lord, for covering them fron any accidents. God, I humbly surrender to You all my heavy things and heavy heart today, break them, Lord God. Change it into something peaceful, Lord. Break all the negative thoughts that I have been thinking lately, those blaming, and even questioning my worth to everyone. Give me power to overcome fear, Lord. Give me confidence to not bother on things that might dictate to myself and absorb it through my brain. Protect me at all costs, Lord. Help me, Lord. I am alone here, I don't have anybody with me, You are all that I have. Punish those people who are making me feel this way about myself. Show them your judgement. I pray that you will continue to protect Your children, Lord, you know what is happening, and I rebuke negative thoughts and situation, in the Name of Jesus. Thank You, Lord, for Your mercy and grace. I love You so much, Lord, I love you.

This I pray in the Mighty Name of Jesus, our Lord and Savior,

Amen."

"God is fighting for us,

Pushing back the darkness,

Lighting up the Kingdom,

That cannot be shaken.

In the Name of Jesus,

Enemy's defeated

And we will shout it out."

190823 | 23:19

#devotion #Spotify

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yenforfairytales · 2 years ago

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COMPLETELY AGREE. D8

Allll of this

And can you guys believe that I forgot to include Terry burning down a whole building just because Daniel conspired with someone else as an example of Daniel's hold on him lmfao

Like I just consider that completely normal Terry behavior now and didn't bat an eye.

Because he wasn't punishing Daniel. He was punishing Mike. Daniel just got a warning.

Insane batshit things Terry will do to other men: beat them to death, frame for murder, burn down buildings, stab with sword.

Compare to Danny boy: warnings, threats, holding back in a fight.

Sure, it's all terrible, but he takes it down a little and goes easier on Daniel on the scale of pain and permanent damage.

That apartment fight was... something. Terry was exploding with anger. And Daniel didn't say one word. Many thots.

I equate cutting Kreese out of his life to cutting out a cancer and how it makes you feel - disease free.

Not only does Terry have no issue at all with doing it, but look how happy he is after he does it - he’s free.

Lookit this happy free baby. Maestro to his greatest concierto.

He's not angry. He feels nothing. He doesn't even visit Kreese in prison to taunt him or anything!

Completely out of his mind and heart and it bothers him none.

But when Daniel tries to cut himself out of Terry's life? 👀👀👀

Unthinkable! Offensive! Flames! Flames on the side of my face!

I'm sure many fans thought that speech would've been something Terry told Kreese through a prison window.

And he even declares to Daniel that his ultimate taunt will be taking over the world with Cobra Kai.

Every where you look, you'll see me, Danny boy.

But no. It was for Daniel because Terry wanted Daniel to know that he'll never get away and this could've been us but you playin'. We could've had it alllll 🎶

It’s his marriage he seems intent on breaking - his kid’s he wants wrapped up in CK - it’s Daniel he wants to break - just like before.

It's everything Terry is lacking. He never got married. He never had kids. A ready made family and the missing piece wants to walk away? Stubbornly resist?

"There's always been a little Cobra Kai in you."

"There's the Cobra Kai student I remember!"

Think about Daniel often, do you? He sees Daniel as should being on his side. I think it's always bothered Terry that Daniel chose Miyagi-Do over him.

The other key too - to seeing Daniel as Terry’s weakness is the ANGER — they both bring it out in each other - but with Kreese he just seems tired but Danny-boy, oh Danny makes him mad. Danny-boy makes him finally lose his temper - Danny makes the real Terry emerge from under the fake facade Terry had been plastering on.

Daniel's seen Terry's true face. Might be the only one who freely does. That carefully crafted mask of sophistication and culture cracks all because of Daniel. It's so true!

It’s Daniel that makes him lose his temper - his control - it is Daniel that causes his downfall - and if that ain’t the definition of a weakness, will I don’t what is.

And Terry Silver controls everything. He's a control freak. From himself and everything(and everyone) in his life to the smallest details.

Daniel does that to him.

Amazing. Daniel is his greatest weakness. The only person to bring Terry Silver down twice! Both times because Daniel just wanted to walk away!

And Terry still loves him! What does that say about Terry? I agree that he hasn't felt this alive in ages. I guess it's like you said, Daniel is the most fun but infuriating when he doesn't play the game right.

You kno what

Maybe Terry called Kreese his greatest weakness because he wanted to get rid of him, since Cobra Kai doctrine dictates they shed their weakness, but could never fathom getting rid of Daniel, thus refusing to label him as a weakness. He's just a rival, sure, yea... 🤣

Was this a little cracky? Maybe.

Am I also 99.9% serious? Yeth.

I just have to console myself as a certain Silver would about what life would have been like if stubborn Danny would've just joined Cobra Kai.

Or if Daniel had appealed to Terry's better nature after the S4 tournament. Imagine him walking up to Terry's house after Kreese has been dragged away lol. Cap off a perfect night. 🥂

Might be a hot take, but I’ve always thought that Johnny is Kreese’s weakness, and Daniel is Terry’s. Like, I know some people think Terry’s weakness is Kreese (and to some extent, yes), but Daniel seems to be his absolute obsession, his total undoing. Kreese at least had the best friends/comrades in arms thing, but the Daniel thing is just plain weird from any side. This once 17 year old brat has such a hold on Silver that the man threw away 30+ years of peace at the mere mention of his name. It was never about Cobra Kai. It was always about Daniel.

YES. I completely agree. And as more time has gone by since Season 4 came out, I've noticed even the more casual fans have noticed. Someone took this screenshot from YouTube, but I've seen similar comments on reddit too.

And Kreese, being another master manipulator, knew exactly what he was doing when he brought up Daniel to Terry again in 4x01...

There was literally no reason for Kreese to bring up Daniel LaRusso unless he knew that Terry would care. Why would Terry care. 👀

Kreese knows how to get people to come to him. How to dangle something that they want in front of them that only he can seemingly give.

When no other tactic worked on bringing Terry back into the fold, Kreese brought out the big guns and dropped Daniel's name.

Not to take away at all from the love and friendship that Terry felt towards John. But it became nostalgia and obligation, ultimately ruining their bond.

Little side note-- the fact that we watched Kreese make others do what he says in order to get what they want for three seasons made the prison scene in 5x07 even more satisfying:

AND the first person to play the uno reverse card and use this tactic against Kreese was Daniel. Terry's student. You gotta love it.

There's always been a little Cobra Kai in you...

I mean, we could speak at length about the parallels between Kreese and Terry and their star students Johnny and Daniel. The narrative mirrors and foils. But it's precisely their respective relationships with their students that is more compelling.

Anyway. I'm going to quickly list examples of Daniel's hold on Terry and then focus on the meat of the issue.

Terry falls apart and goes ALL IN on everything Cobra Kai only AFTER Daniel rejects his apology.

Terry gives Daniel multiple warnings to not interfere but never tries to gets rid of him like Johnny or Kreese after no warnings at all.

Terry dated a woman who looked a lot like Daniel with similar values.

Terry treats Kenny near identically to Daniel as a student but in the sincere way he wishes he had with Daniel.

Terry loses his cool when Daniel wants to surrender and walk out of his life.

Terry tells Chozen he considers Daniel his only rival. As in Equal.

I'm sure there's plenty I'm forgetting but you can find posts in the silverusso tag about all these topics and more. x.x

Now, let's get to one of the most important and defining scenes for Terry's arc. And again, it's a direct result of Kreese's manipulation:

Kreese, knowing what makes Terry tick and how to get him further on his side, comments that Daniel really knows how to hold onto a grudge. As if he doesn't. Anyway, it's twisting the knife into Terry again when he's clearly already low.

You don't think Kreese noticed how hurt Terry was at the rejection?

He notices everything. He learned in Vietnam from his Captain how to use love against someone as a perceived weakness. Many thoughts on that.

Anyway

The way in which Kreese says, "So... what now?" Tells me that he told Terry this was going to happen. You also have to remember their conversation leading up to the garden scene:

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Terry was damn near close to defending Mr. Miyagi and Daniel over Kreese's own personal grudge. To the point where Terry was rolling his eyes and sighing over his friend being overdramatic about what happened in the past.

He was tired of hearing about it.

I'm sure Daniel told Terry the truth about that Halloween night. And look who Terry seems to side with...

Kreese wanted violent retribution and Terry was the one that talked him down. It was Terry's idea to apologize to Daniel and we'll just allll get along. Easy peasy. Surely, Daniel would forgive him.

But, Daniel proved Kreese right in Terry's eyes. As I'm sure Kreese hoped would happen. Couldn't have worked out better. I bet on the car ride over to Miyagi-Do, Kreese was complaining how this was a waste of time and LaRusso isn't the sweet kid you remember etc.

From that day forward, Terry is determined to prove Daniel wrong. About him, about Cobra Kai, about everything. Terry is going to make Cobra Kai work and help kids and he'll be the best sensei ever and Daniel will be sorry!

You'll be sorry you weren't a part of it!

I firmly believe that Daniel is Terry's true weakness and he didn't even realize it. But Kreese did.

And if Daniel had seen it, then he could've had Terry eating out of the palm of his hand.

The one movie quote they haven't used in the show yet is, "For person with no forgiveness in heart, living even worse punishment than death."

I'm hoping they'll use this with Daniel realizing he can help heal himself, and Terry, by forgiving him. Of course, Terry will have to do something more to redeem himself. I'm just saying.

And then maybe Terry can see that Daniel was his weakness all along, but there's still time to make him a strength.

One could argue that he already felt that way while he was being arrested. The way he was looking at Daniel... That awe. Daniel LaRusso got the best of him, again, all because he couldn't let him go.

Here's to hoping that Season 6 ends our suffering lmao.

I mean, who else has ever given Terry Silver goosebumps?

#Terry be in prison like: how did i lose?? i have no weaknes-- oh.#preach it sister #spread the word #thank you for indulging me #i love reading these so much #no officer i do not have a problem #ck meta #daniel larusso #terry silver #silverusso #life ruiners

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ttte-in-the-sky-au · 2 years ago

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Lore dump at 00:08am? Hell yea! Anyway-

TW: Death, blood (represented), mentions of murder and suicide

I've been doing some thinking recently, mainly about the absolute fuckton of spirits around Sodor and how they even exist and stuff. So I decided to do this post about that in the middle of the night!

-So how (or rather why) do spirits exist in this universe?

The answer is rather simple, at least to me: those who die before their time's up for whatever reason (let that be murder, an accident, or """"""science"""""", which is literally the same as murder but felt like I should mention it-) come back to the island as spirits, normally until they were supposed to die of natural causes. Mind you, Wingmen live many times longer than us, regular humans, so this could be centuries, maybe even millenia! When a spirit reaches this set date, they can choose to go on to the afterlife or stay in the mortal world. Most choose to move on, but there are those who stayed.

-What do these spirits look like?

There is no set "look" for a spirit, as their premature death dictates their appearance. For instance, Proteus and Godred (Also Timothy and Rusty's ghost engine, but I haven't drawn them yet lol-)

No, your eyes aren't playing tricks on you, Proteus is literally just a floating head. I won't go too much into detail about his death, as that's a big fat spoiler, but to summarize: he was cut up by someone. This included being decapitated, which is actually what caused his death, therefore, his head is all that's left of him.

He chose to stay on Sodor to help those like him find a place in this strange purgatory of sorts before they can move on to the afterlife.

Another great example of death affecting appearance is Godred, whose whole left side is constantly fading into gold dust, due to his accident absolutely fucking it all up beyond repair, but it wasn't all cut off, which is why the gold dust still somewhat resembles a humanoid figure.

No one knows why he's still on Sodor, as he could've moved on a long, long time ago. But he's still among the living.

General trivia:

-Spirits and the living can and do interact, mainly Edward, Toby, Skarloey and Lady.

-Lady is quite literally god of this universe, responsibile for looking after the many spirits of the island and help them move on to the afterlife. She also has a say in who lives and who dies. Lady herself is immortal.

-Spirits are often found lingering around where they died, trying to get any passerby to help find their remains, hoping this could somehow help them come back to life. (This isn't possible in this AU as of september 16th, 2022, but I'm not completely sure yet. Stay tuned, just in case I change my mind!)

-If you paid attention to the artworks of Proteus and Godred, you might've noticed that their eyes are different! While Proteus' are pure gold, Godred's are black, both oozing gold dust, almost like tears.

This is because a spirit's eyes say a lot about the life they lived and their intent as a spirit.

Proteus lived a good life, even if it was a short one and now wants to do nothing but help others in a situation similar to his own.

Godred, on the other hand, didn't live the best life, to say the least. He was arrogant, boastful, egotistical and selfish. Nowadays, no one know what he exactly wants, but pretty safe to say that he's not on the island for the same reason as Proteus.

-How would suicide affect a spirit's appearance and eyes?

Suicide usually takes form in smaller scars, depending on how one took their own life. Their eyes still work the same way, being pure gold if they lived a good life, being a good person and have good intentions as a spirit, and they're black otherwise.

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Special thanks to @fabianvalencia561, @new-york-central-guy, @trainqueen379 and @ladychandraofthemoone for helping out with some of the concepts explained above! (Mainly the eyes)

#ella's rambles #ella's drawings #ella's aus #art #drawing #ttte #ttte au #ttte humanized #ttte proteus #ttte godred #rws godred #tw blo0d #tw death #tw murder #tw sui implied

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siriusmydeer · 4 years ago

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george weasley smut alphabet

george weasley x fem!reader

warnings: at this point i don’t even know what to write, seggsy things

a/n: that took 3 days holy shit

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

ok molly taught him to be respectful alright, always treat your lady well. kisses, showering, praise, love, affection, cuddles. the whole nine yards, not one step left behind.

“c’mon, dove, y’gotta get up. please, f’me?” the boy slightly-slurred, pulling up your hair slightly damp from sweat, grasping it all into double french braids. showering you, meanwhile showing you immense praise and affection; kissing from your ankle points all the way to the apple of your cheeks, and dressing you in the process.

“mhmm, don’t wanna.” you proceeded to mumble, your body begging you to sleep and rest; feeling immense of exhaustion from previous rounds. finishing the braid in your hair, the red head picked you up and placed you onto the red-plaid comforter of the bed.

your body starting to meld with the mattress, and breathing becoming heavier almost delving your subconscious into the realm of sleep; feeling him slip under you and place your head right on his bare skin, feeling the bone of his sternum.

“did i... did i do well?” you murmured through fatigue, yearning to feel the warmth and affection of your boyfriend while his heart beat lulled you like a baby from a lullaby to a deep hearted sleep.

“you’ll always do perfect for me, forever ‘n ever.”

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

ok so, he loves his hands. they’re big, and skinny, and his fingers are long. i mean he catches you looking at them all the time so it also happens to be a nice ego boost. george’s self esteem has kinda always been there but it hasn’t been amazing, but when you came in the picture then it was like 📈

“george, georgie, please. s’too much, too much.” your vision had been immensely bleary for the last few minutes due to pleasureful tears dripping from your waterline. your fingers tried to find the closest thing they could grapple at, george’s hands.

after three continuous rounds, george had been finger fucking you for the last thirty minutes pushing you to vast overstimulation. you had the feeling of pins and needles dance upon your cunt; the waves of pain and pleasure mixing into your nervous system and sprawling throughout your entire body.

you grasped ahold of his ivory-toned hand, trying to beg for his mercy; yet none was shown, this was your punishment. he reclined his hand that had a tense hand on your thigh, now directly on your abdomen pressing you back onto the messy comforter bed keeping his hand placed there.

seeing the arch of your spine in his direct view, seeing your face slightly contort in delectation as he hit the g-spot with the pads of his fingers. feeling the intense pride on how he could get you, so delighted and filled with pleasure at his decree.

“taking it like such a good girl, you’re a good girl, aren’t you?”

he likes tits, i mean... HE GIVES THE VIBE. like if he could he would hold them, squish them, kiss them, mark them in anyway he wanted FOREVER. which he would, but he couldn’t 24/7 so he took his opportunities when he could.

“hello george, how are you? i’m great, thanks for asking.” you chortled with intense sarcasm after your boyfriends sudden disruption from your reading and dramatically bursting into your dormitory and shoving his face into your chest beneath your his t-shirt.

“shhh, i need a minute of peace please.” he hushed you, feeling his lips suck a little on the flesh of your sternum, his voice incredibly muttered from the smothering of your boobs onto his mouth. feeling the vibrations from his lips send a mini-shockwave through your spine and attempting to repress an overdue shiver.

he left light kisses, from his previous red splotch, as he moved more underneath your shirt praising your skin as you chuckled a bit. his ginger hair tickled your neck as he continued, “my tits are peaceful?” you questioned, yet again in a sarcastic tone awaiting his response.

“yea, immensely.”

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person) (isa i could kiss u for this one)

so, messy messy man. on your tits, on your thighs, on your face, on your STOMACH, on your ass and his fave.... inside of you <3 he just loves to see it on you, it turns him on again no matter how many times you’ve been at it.

que: birth control potions, because i’m pretending they exist and creampies are fun.

“gonna— gonna finish, where d’you want me?” the boy heaved while doing continuous thrusts deep into the walls of your cunt. furthering your grasp onto the clenched biceps and forearms that laid tense beside your perspired face.

“inside me, please. want it inside me.” your voice was winded and huffed, feeling the euphoric pleasure crinkle and bend onto your nervous system from your orgasam lull you into a relaxation, while your boyfriend continued to thrust into your overused cunt of the night.

feeling his tepid release stick into the planes of your thighs and a light sheen layer onto the lower abdomen of your torso. feeling the dripping of his cum directly laid upon your skin. the contrast between his release and your flesh looking almost exquisite in his view point.

you were so beautiful, so beautifully messy.

currently clenched around his prick you felt the tremble in his cock as he released into the velvet walls of your cunt, remaining inside of you as he caught his breath between his lungs from his swift thrusts.

“gonna keep you all full, yeah?”

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

george is in fact, a switch. like when he’s dom, he’s soft dom. but when he’s sub, he’s whiny and extremely forward in begging. it took him awhile to tell you because he felt embarrassed but after that you guys had a lot of... fun ;)

“please, please, ‘m sorry. i promise!” he griped, pulling on the silk on his restraints regulating the control of his wrists that laid on his lower back. “but georgie, isn’t this what you wanted? to be punished?” you sent a faux pout in his direction, your finger tips dancing upon his clenched torso once again edging the boy upon his ration.

“but, but—“ the boy faltered whilst speaking, trying to excuse his actions of venturing to grasp your attention whilst you were busy with another task, and disregarding you both friends pleas. “c’mon, georgie. you were bad, this is your punishment; if i hear anymore you won’t cum for a week.” you chastised, seeing his eyes widen in fright and obnoxiously nod his head in compliance.

your brought your hand back to his prick, thumb slightly outlining the slit in his tip; his most sensitive spot causing a small groan to escape his lips subconsciously, his back slightly melding off of the mattress and arching into the air at your pressure.

attempting to repress his pleasureful shivers that were scratching at his sensorium, his cock basically at your dictation for his release.

“you’re being punished, not pleasured.” you chastised once again, sprawling you hand on his abdomen pushing his back directly onto the ridged comforter once more.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

so people would agree to disagree, but george lost it first. i don’t think george would do one night stands, they were always with past girlfriends but you are the girl he truly put his all into.

“and you’re sure?” the boys frantically questioned once more, he had been previously skittish about if the both of you were ready to go into the next stage of your relationship; wanting your full consent to continue with anything.

and worrying that some kinks he had in mind might’ve been to much for future references, and just yearning for you to feel as comfortable as possible.

“told you, georgie, i want all of you.” the question was heaved through your words from the foreplay that had taken a gust of your air right out from under of you.

“we’ve talked about this darling, ‘m ready.” adding on to your comment, reassuring the boy who seemed to be faintly timorous on his next action that was soon to take place. you caressed his forearm, feeling the rigid bends of his veins over the pads of your finger tips. your other hand maneuvering itself on the curvature of his neck and bringing his lips to slot with your own.

feeling the comforting and familiar taste of pumpkin and cinnamon transfuse onto your tongue in the midst of feeling his plush lips blend with yours.

“i’m ready, want you inside of me.”

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

any position where he can see your face, he can see your body, he can see all of you. he wants to kiss you, mark you, caress you. he wants everything he wants to feel so connected with you.

“you my darling.” he spoke, sighing as he spoke. in between words of his affirmations, splotching small kisses that bore on the planes of your lower abdomen and shifting his way up your bare-body.

“are the most ethereal thing, to ever exist.” the boy continued in his wake of appraisal, of your complete quintessence and soul.

“i love you.” you whispered in a small, barely audible murmur in appreciation of the red head you had been destined with. he was truly put in your path of life to give and receive love and adoration. “i love you.” the boy whispered back at your confession, muffled into the flesh above your sternum.

continuing to leave small vermillion hues of colour, making his way to the the junction of your neck and resuming with his praises of adorations of your complete essence.

the scarlet-haired boy was completely entranced with every element of your being, almost besotted with your every move. always wanted to praise, and adore every aspect of you in anyway he could possible.

“no, i love you more.” he corrected himself, undeserving of your mutual appreciation.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

healthy use of both. sometimes you guys have your super serious moments and other times you guys are giggling together.

“oh merlin, i really hope fred did not hear that.” you spoke through a sporadic chortle, your previous whimper being a little bit too raucous. the both of your wands misplaced and unable to cast a muffling charm meant you and george had to be as quiet as possible.

“y/n, he definitely did. let’s hope he’s asleep.” george making an effort to whisper but his own disgustingly humours mind getting too himself and letting chuckle slip out from his lips mid-sentence.

“i didn’t say stop, keep going!” you hastily spoke, sending a cheeky grin in faux annoyance at him as he continued his slow but intensely deep thrusts in your pulsing cunt, the both of you close to a release.

you were deeply trying to muffle your pleasureful noises from the palm of your hand, but discreetingly failing as you let another strangled moan bubble from your vocal cords.

both you and george looking at eachother frantic for a moment, completely silent and worried if one of his dorm mates had heard the both of you. silent for a moment then chuckling together whilst bumping noses at the voyeuristic acts that were being taken place in his very bed.

“oi, some of us are trying to sleep here!”

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

yes the fucking carpet matches the damn drapes HE HAS A CARROT CROTCH DO NOT TELL ME OTHERWISE. as for grooming, i think he just just have a stubble? like i don’t feel like he cares to much about hair so he would just shave most of it off. as for u he does not give a fuck, as long as you like yourself he likes you so it does not matter at all for him.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

ITS GEORGE WEASLEY IF UR NOT EXPECTING ROMANCE AND INTIMACY 89% OF THE TIME GO REEVALUATE. i’m not saying he’s not rough or not kinky, but he’s very intimate with you especially during aftercare. if he’s feeling special, like on anniversaries, birthdays, or days he wanted to make you feel really really good he would bring out rose petals, floating candles i mean he would WHIP OUT A LAVENDER OIL DEFUSER OR SOMETHING?

the floor was coated in tons vermillion bloomed rose petals, the scent of cinnamon and fresh linnen was intense through the air of the newly-cleaned dormitory, the fresh ivory bed made and the pillows slightly puffed to perfection.

“just, y’know, one last birthday surprise?” the red-head boy muttered staring at the scarlet-shaded floors whilst attempting to distract himself by fumbling his clammy hands into the pockets of his overworn grey slacks.

“d’you like it?” george continued to mutter, his eyes staggering around the room he had prepared for you both that night so he could kiss, cherish and adulate your entire being till the depths of early morning sunrise.

“georgie, i— i love it.” you felt perspiration sting in the waterlines of your eyes as you stammered slightly in shock, intense adoration and tenderness hastily speeding through your bloodstream hitting you directly into the warmth of your heart.

facing said-boy, you looked at him with complete fondness, grasping upon of his hand that was resting in his slacks now in the palm of your own comically-smaller hand.

“it’s truly amazing.”

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

gonna be honest here, not really. unless he wasn’t seeing you for like weeks, like during a holiday or something. even then i feel like he would imagine you were doing it to him, like whenever he was feeling needy he would normally just go to you and you were more than happy to oblige to his request.

“oh— fuck me.” the boy groaned while stroking his cock in quick circular motions, the other hand preoccupied with a risqué polaroid photo of you that you had sent him in the mail during the winter holidays.

it wasn’t the easiest being away from him during the winter holidays and his randomly occurring hard-ons apparently happened to occur more frequently without a desirable girlfriend around and more time to use your undesirable hand.

attempting to finish himself off fairly quickly so he could scoundrel himself back to bed counting the days till you would dramatically reunite on the hogwarts express and more than likely pull you away from peering eyes for a quickie in the bathroom.

just the thought of your beautiful skin melding with his own in the humid air of the bathroom made him spurt his release all over his prick and a groan emerging from his throat in the process.

“fuck.”

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

he has a innocence kink.... like the thought of teaching you everything like in bed makes his mind go WEEE WOO WEEE WOOO

now i shall elaborate

“pretty girl, does it feel good?” he crooned into the shell of your ear, feeling the tense grasp of your agile hands on his clothed biceps where his dress shirt laid on him and suddenly crinkled from your clasp onto him.

“mhm— yes, yes georgie.” you gasped mid sentence, trying to catch your breath from the new sensations that had washed over your nerves, feeling new pleasureful burning sensations in the pit of your abdomen and run along the curvature of your spine.

attempting to suppress small moans you continued petite chokes of air in ecstasy feeling george’s pads of his fingers dance upon your clit. “oh— fuck.” you muttered in a form of a bleary headspace trying to manage a coherent thought.

the red-head grinned in gratification, your full pleasure at his decree, knowingly giving you these new sensations. “i thought you were an innocent girl, now you’re my dirty one?” the boy mocked at your trembling figure in his lap.

“maybe you’re not my innocent girl after all.”

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

in my head.... he likes voyerism. don’t ask me why but the thrill of someone catching y’all 🤪

so i will no would have to say that he likes his dormitory a lot but i also feel like he likes the common room couch.

“oh, fuck—“ the moan has blossomed out of your throat and tinged in the previously solemn and peaceful common room, but now the air felt humid and extremely titillating common room that had been used for social and cuticular activities now being used for intercourse.

“darling if you’re not quiet we’re going to be caught.” the vibrations of his words directly muffled onto your perspired flesh, due to his manipulation of your body strictly at his will. “so good, daddy, so so good.” the words mildly uttered from your throat due to the infrequent gasps of pleasure between your words.

the both of you fused together passionately on the snug common room sofa in the late hours of the night, to be caught in a very comprising position by a student or supervisor if not subtle enough. the fire being your only production of light source throughout the entire room, dismissed in the backround close to being burnt out entirely.

“but daddy, you make me feel so good.” you’re voice tinged into a slightly higher pitch, feeling his deep thrusts enclosed inside of your cunt, your attempted muffles of rising gasps and lament whimpers to be heard significantly prominent throughout the walls of the vermillion shaded common room.

“awe slut, you want everyone to know how i’m making you feel?”

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

so since georgie is a switch i feel like most of his motivation comes from when you’re bossy, outside of the bedroom. telling him what to do, how to do it, having to fix it for him. because either he’s gonna punish you for thinking you can be in charge or he’s gonna do literally everything you tell him too without a second thought.

“ok so for today, we’re not playing around here, you finish your charms, then we have lunch, we do transfiguration together, play some quidditch with fred, eat dinner, and then free period to do whatever we want, got it?” your hastily speeding voice catching the attention of his ears and consuming every single word that you had to say.

you glanced at him for a moment, his eyes slightly out of zone but still attentive to your words, also wanting to distinguish if he had been following to the list you had for the day so he could ultimately stop procrastinating and get his work done.

“yeah, er, i got it.” george spoke awkwardly for a moment, trying to discreetly shuffle around his body at the feeling of immense amount of pressure and tensity starting to form around his groin.

you raised a brown, you’re forehead slightly creasing as you tested the waters at his slightly timid figure and lack of response. “do i need to make you repeat it back to me.” tilting your head, trying to pan off as more intimidating so the red-head would coherently listen to you rather than pawn off and work on a prank with his mischievous-twin.

“no, no— i’m fi— you’re fine.” he groaned and he hesitated mid-sentence aiming to speak as casually as possible, moderately shuffling around his pants as he spoke at your firm and unyielding tone with him.

“you’re sure? because if you’ve got it wrong i’m going to upset, got it?” your voice at an adamant expression, annunciating that everything for the day was going to be smooth sailing rather than difficult and irritating for either of you.

“no, i understand.” he cleared his throat in compliance, aiming to remove any unnerving tension that might be there as he awkwardly trailed behind you to the library.

not to mention with a rock hard cock just sitting in his plants.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

threesomes. “bUt pArIs” NO. he would not want to share you, he had literally had to share everything his whole life and seeing his twin brother or literally anyone else pleasure you is a big fat NONO

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

he’s a giver, if u say no, ur lying. hearing you go literally whimper, tremble, moan at HIS will that’s enough for him to cream his pants.

“georgie— fuck. keep going.” your praised the boy deep between your legs, your words of appraisal going straight to his groin area whilst you threaded you fingers directly into his damp ginger locks.

feeling his tongue swirl directly onto your engorged clit, small gasps emitting from your mouth as his face was buried into your cunt for the last hour. the exceedingly amount of ecstasy built up into a broiling pit in your belly and ready to explode at any given moment.

“‘m gonna cum, gonna finish.” you gasped, feeling his tongue prodding at your entrance, his thumb placed directly onto your swollen cunt and swirling in figure eight like motions to make your orgasam rapidly occur.

his prick immensely hard, beseeching for a release. his nearest output being the subtle grind of his hips and the soft mattress of the bed as you continued to sensually yank at his hair.

feeling the overflow of desire, the whimpers exceeding from your lips and the pressure against his cock made his orgasam occur midst your own; finishing together the only thing to be heard was your heaving breaths and george’s hoarse voice from not speaking for the last while.

“so, i might’ve just done something.”

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

i feel like he’s very medium paced, he’s not to fast nor slow. he has his moments where it’s very slow and loving or if he just lost a quidditch game and it’s very fast in rough. i don’t think it’s set on just one i think it varies.

“needy little slut, just wanted me so badly, hmm?” the grit in george’s teeth prominent as he spoke to you, the tensity of his hands on grip of your waist also clinically distinguished as he pulsed in and out of your from behind.

“fuck— please.” the begging was evident in your tone, feeling the grasp on your waist and he plunged into you emitting gasps every few seconds from desire. his hand grasped onto the root of your tresses, your cheek melding with the mattress and a moan exploding from your trachea at his aggressive demeanour.

“please—“ you continued you beg, not for anything in specific but the feeling of him to continue his thrusts and not falter his pace. the feeling of being exceedingly full of him, the explicit belligerent emotion he was feeling and turning that into passion.

knees bucking at his will as he continued the fast and thrown pace that was previously endured. feeling the ecstasy rome freely through your veins as he degraded you.

“my slut, so dirty.”

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

so... george wants to appreciate you fully. and i don’t think either of you would be so horny that he had to just pull you in a broom closet. even if it’s fast and rough aftercare is still extremely keen to him after having sex no matter the circumstances so i don’t think he would be into quickies.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.) - this was in fact somewhat inspired by 50 shades of grey

george is the kinkier twin. there i said it, and i will not change my mind. yeah he’s more quiet whatever more emotional, throughful BUT THOSE ARE ALWAYS THE ONES WHO ARE KINKIER. i so as long as you were cool with it i feel like he would be as-well.

“so you wanna play, dove?” running the tip of the small blade down the depth of your torso, and across your abdomen seeing the heaving rise and fall of your torso. the slight scarlet-coloured ribbon peaking from underneath the arch of your back that restrained both of your wrists.

“yes, sir.” the mumble was stern, and tense but slightly heaved from apprehension on what he would do with the tip of the stygian-coloured blade that was held in his ivory hand. your safe word explicitly-clear before he had restricted your eyesight.

a slow light vermillion trailed in its wake from the tip of the blade that moved across the skin of your navel. he heard the audible gasp release from your mouth in anticipation.

“keep going, please.”

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

so i feel like george goes for like.... 3? but he definitely does foreplay and stuff too. so it’s like a healthy mix of a lot. so a couple of rounds, sometimes more, sometimes less, it all depends on the time like early in the morning or really late at night.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

so, i don’t think so. so the only thing i feel like he would have is like ropes/ties and blindfolds. other than that i don’t think so, but fred has definitely gifted you something just for the kick of it all.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

i feel like it depends if he’s more sub or more dom. if he’s dom he will tease you all he likes just to see you squirm, but if he’s sub then he definitely will wants you to tease him.

“georgie, please, i cant take it anymore.” you pleaded, your tone was soft but irritated, the continuous edging was extremely displeasing for you. you wanted him, you wanted to feel every withering inch of him, his body, his essence; but he simply wouldn’t give it to you.

“c’mon, weren’t you the one who ‘said patience is a virtue.’ you’ve got to be patient then, right dove?.” george made a mockery of something you had in a different context but instead he used it to his advantage.

his middle finger crept its way back to the depth of your navel and right on your cunt, starting recurrent swirls on your engorged clit. feeling a similar sensation that you had previously endured till your denied orgasam.

“be patient, or you won’t be getting anything.”

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

i feel like it’s a lot of grunting and dirty talk, or even just praising. there’s more moaning when doing oral. it’s not necessarily loud but you can clearly hear it.

“my pretty little witch.” the words of appraisal blossomed from his mouth as he kissed upon the column of your neck and the bend of your shoulders. he proceeded to kiss around the shell of your ear and speaking.

“nobody can make me feel the way you can.” george murmured making sure you know, followed by a pleasureful grunt by the way your cunt was continuously clenching around his cock and the way your hand grasped at his lower back.

“oh, merlin—“ your voice sounded like a gasp, arching your back directly into his freckled chest from his prick prodding at your cervix, you’re breathing was heaved from his continuous thrusts that faltered as he was close to release and exceedingly praised into your perspired skin.

“i love you so much.”

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

george likes pda. i’m not talking like sex in the great hall or obnoxiously making out in the courtyard but he does like to show everyone that you are together.

“georgie if you kiss me again fred is going to throw up.” the murmur sent vibrational waves into the boys cheek your own affections shown at the proximity between you both, partly because the incessant chatter of the great hall.

“and? you’re my girl.” the statement was clear as day in his eyes, he wanted to show everyone just how much he loved you, the intimacy in the situation between two teenagers who were in love; he didn’t care what anyone else had to say.

you looked at him for a moment with challenging eyes, seeing the intimacy in his own cocoa-coloured ones. poorly making an effort to suppress a grin at his affections.

he took his opportunity to press a kiss to your plush-smooth lips, then the hued rose coloured flesh on your cheek, then the tip of your pointed nose.

“i love you, i won’t not show that because my git brother doesn’t like it.”

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

i feel like it’s a bit bigger than average, probably around 8in when hard? i think it’s more longer than thicker.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

i mean..... he’s a teenage boy. i think it’s average like i don’t think he’s dying to have sex every second but he does in-fact like to appreciate you in more ways that one. because sex for him isn’t just a way to get rid of a hard on it’s a way to appreciate your body and just you in general.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

i feel like it depends on how hard the both of you went, because you guys could either end up talking for hours or simply just cuddle and fall asleep.

“‘m so tired, georgie.” you murmured into the boys bare chest, stroking the side of his torso as the both of you laid below his his fitted sheet bed. the time around twelve am and your eyes desperate for sleep.

“sleep, darling. i’ll be here in the morning to wake you up.” he uttered. his voice fairly hoarse and rough, whilst stroking your back feeling the wrinkle in the shirt he had given you. fairly prideful that you had been wearing something of his.

“love you, georgie” you wiped your nose while speaking, feeling love and adorned by the boy you were cuddling with; wanting these solemn peaceful moments forever.

“love you more, forever ‘n ever.”

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latinfaegott · 4 years ago

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So in defense of Cruella (2021) with some light spoilers.

- Yea her mom did get pushed off a cliff by Dalmatians. It wasn’t the dogs actively doing it, the antagonist trained her dogs to be that vicious whenever she demands it via dog whistle (that she wears as an accessory...if that tells you something about the Antogonists’ character). So the Doggos are innocent, but their owner isn’t.

-No she does not Murder Them, there are standards. Disney still loves Killing moms tho.

-The twink actually is not a blink and you miss, but one of Cruella’s friends that she makes and does have a hand in her schemes. Plus he is in the major scenes and his fashion sense is blatantly gay. If any homophobic country wants to censor it, they will have ended up covering up major plot points of the movie. Or they’ll have to find away to erase him completely. It’s not ideal, but it’s a hell a lot better than La Fou or Cyclops lesbian. Plus he’s actually a really fun character and he reminds me of that phase a lot of QT folks go through where we dress as blatantly Queer as possible to terrorize the cishets. So Disney did technically delivered us a Gay, but we should still ask for more and better LGBTQ+ characters! This is a step in the right direction and we should give Disney 1 crumb of recognition, imo.

-The way music and fashion was used to elevate the story so beautifully really does help viewers entranced! Plus, like every movie should, they also give more insight to the Characterization of cast. The Grungy/Punk aesthetic, and the Playful yet Bold nature of Cruella’s costumes versus the Baroness’ Sharp and Grande Silhouette and the materials used in her Costuming breathes so much life into the characters! The music dictated the overall tone and emotional beat of the movie so well! It’s one of Disney’s more masterful uses of Sound and Costume design in a live action movie!

-Cruella is basically a Dragsona. Not exactly a whole entity/personality herself. It’s more in line of how a Drag Performer would think of their Personas. An example being my Reyna Terror Dragsona is a total Gothic Dominatrix Grunge Queen with a biting wit vs me and my personality in Boy Mode who has trouble asking for a straw in restaurants to prevent ice coming in contact with my sensitive teeth.

-It’s a prequel/Solo movie. Exactly in the same type of prequel ballpark as Maleficent. It is more of an AU/ Parallel Universe/ Separate Canon that can serve as a prequel to another Cruella Movie if Disney wanted to do it or as a prequel to another live action 101 Dalmatian movie...if Disney wanted to do it in this universe. However, it’s seems like it would be highly unlikely.

- MOST of the “Cruella Bad” takes seem to be done by people who have never seen the movie and are either going off by just reading the synopsis or the Tumblr Discourse. So I mean...people with brain rot dictating “critique” with cold takes per usual. Watch the movie in an accesible way (P*R*T* it) and really let yourself be immersed in it. Plus the lack of handholding through the plot or usual pointless “Meta Commentary” Disney Live Action movies tend to have now is refreshing.

-Y’all need to like....have fun. I mean sure Disney produces shitty things, but at the same time....Disney didn’t really add the type of depth y’all kept claiming it was gonna do. There wasn’t even a real Girl Boss Gate Keep moment for Cruella. This was a fun romp!

-If you hate this movie, you just have worms for brains and are a homophobe in the same branch as Terfs/Swerfs/ and “No Kink at Pride!” Folks. *Sorry don’t make the rules 💋

*Added in the kiss emoji to make sure people understand that last point was a joke and not a critique of the critique.

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milk-addicc · 5 years ago

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I really liked that post you made about how Capcom feels about Narumitsu. And I'm wondering how do you think they feel about Narumayo? Personally to me it feels like they throw more hints at Narumitsu since with the other one if Takami wanted it to be canon he would of done it at the end of T&T. I also think the team could of made it more obvious in SoJ with Maya's big return but I never really saw the hints but I know I'm biased lol.

oh i’m glad you like my rambles haha;;

ahh... that ship,

well first, about the whole Takumi “wanting narumitsu to be canon” thing, its not exactly making them canon but have more fanservice leaning heavy towards narumitsu (which was declined by the director(?) who claimed, i sorta agree with, that the game did well even without the narumitsu hinting since in the first game they didn’t have that intention and it was pure coincidence that their relationship was just THAT deep and meaningful which is incredible lmao, Takumi and co managed to slip his warning and still put at least some of the hints in TT tho hhh-). so even then, i doubt the crew actually want the endgame to come so soon hh.

okay, back on topic. what i think about naru//mayo? yea, i’m not keen on that ship personally at all, actually i despise it. like, they first met in the office, in front of their dead loved one, Mia. Maya was 17, Phoenix was 24. you have Maya, who’s supposedly still in HIGH SCHOOL and Phoenix, who has GRADUATED COLLEGE, has a JOB, and most likely has PAID HIS OWN BILLS. from that point alone, it should already feel weird.

Maya’s an adolescence, a teenager, she just lost her sister and barely grew up, in a way she’s still innocent, notice how she tend to ask random questions and or say things that she thinks makes sense or amusing, she tends to be naive too. its kinda like.. a child.

and Phoenix on the other hand, is a grown man. heck even Maya says he’s an “old fart”, they’re legit aware of their own age gap in game and outright say it. if anything, they both act like self-aware best friends/brother-sister than romantically. even Maya said it herself, she wants to be a good big sister for Pearl and Nick.

now how about we ignore this obvious fact just for a little while and try to see it from only their interactions in-franchise. heres the kicker, you may not see it in game since they only lightly nudges about this ship (usually with Pearl, and was dismissed by Maya right after.), but in some of AA spin off mangas (and from what i heard, one of the stage shows), for some reason, this ship has their own hints despite being completely aware that Maya is a teenager.

but its okay now don’t hold your breaths,

their “hints” are more of a one-off ish thing, most of the time a gag and not taken seriously, and unlike other ship per say narumitsu, where it actually affects their lives and changed it forever IN-GAME. “i care about Maya and understands her” and “i became an attorney because of you, Edgeworth and i don’t have any regrets” are both literally incomparable, especially given Phoenix and Edgeworth’s history together in-game canon.

anyway, here’s some common arguments i’ve encountered about this particular ship :

“but Phoenix cares about Maya a lot! he literally went through a trial against a hitman and run through a burning bridge for her!”

“Phoenix blushed and goes red when Pearl says he’s Maya’s special someone and he stutters!”

“Well my parents had a huge age gap!"

“well, Maya is 18 in AA2″

“considering Maya is a christmas cake now, Nick better tap that”

“she’s an adult in AA6 tho”

now lets dissect each of these,

yes, Phoenix cares about Maya a lot he literally did cross a burning bridge for her but people seem to forget that this is the same man who turned his life around, abandon his dreams, study law for four years, and became an attorney to meet one man and willing to defend a girl who looks like his psychotic ex that nearly poisoned him in court. he literally would believe in his clients’s innocence no matter what, he’s by nature would sacrifice anything and even his life for someone. so its normal that he cares about Maya, but is it romantic? i doubt it, he cares about her safety and well being but does it have to be a romantic hint? no, of course not, he’s just very selfless for the people he cares about and Maya has no one to help her but Nick when she’s in trouble, he’s one of few adults she can trust and will help her out.

oh so blushing and stuttering due to embarrassment means having feelings now? and about the stuttering, he literally stutters around Edgeworth a lot lol. i’m starting to feel like people ships naru//mayo not because of their depth but because Pearl said so. Pearl finds them should be together and keep shoving the audience with Nick being “Mystic Maya’s special someone”, well if thats the case, they also explained why this happened, in-game. Pearl grew up very sheltered and among unhealthy marriages she just assumes a girl and a boy together means they’re dating and being “special someones”. she most likely just wants her cousin to be in a happy relationship unlike her parents where her father left both her and her mother but didn’t know any better because she was eight years old.

https://youtu.be/FGAqQkMEKNs?start=674&end=776

now about the parent thing and taking it personal, well my parents too had a huge age-gap of 7 years. but how come is it okay? its because they met when my mum was already a career woman at 26. she’s already an adult when my dad met her. what does this mean? it means my parents were both adults when they’re together, this is why i still like GumMaggey despite their age gap so wide, they first met when Maggey has already had a career, supposedly in her 20′s, she’s a young adult, she can buy alcohol by herself, already knows whats right and wrong and has live life independently, not a still hormonal teenager who depends on one adult figure. did your parents date when your mum is in highschool while your dad is like in his mid 20′s? sorry to hear that.

as for the last three arguments, i don’t even want to touch any of them with a five-foot pole. are you listening to yourself? do you not feel like you’re a creep typing that?

let me give you a benefit of the doubt. yes she’s older and legally an adult, but are you really discrediting the fact they met when Maya was still in highschool? they met and became friends when she’s 17 and he’s 24. sure they barely met during disbarment era, but should that change anything? why should it? how should it? like this?

“Oh this is Maya, i haven’t met her in years but boy she sure has grown up can’t wait to date her since she’s legal now.”

because thats what that argument sounds like, YIKES.

you know? if they met under a different circumstance and Maya was like 19, i’d let it go. but they didn’t, they met because of a horrible loss, Maya, still in training, 17 lost her big sister and Phoenix, a rookie, at 24 lost his mentor.

in conclusion, i don’t like naru//mayo at all

pairing them feels like pairing Edgeworth with Kay or Phoenix with Ema, just because they partnered in investigations, make playful jabs at each other, and saved each others’s lives before, people just think they like each other romantically despite their age-gap in first meetings (not to mention Kay sees Edgeworth as somewhat of a father figure, and she’s nearly 18 while Edgeworth is the same age as Phoenix). especially with how Maya, being a zoomer, calls Phoenix an “old fart” and just makes jokes about how so out-of-touch Phoenix is with the modern entertainment.

from observations, i have a huge hunch that almost all of them pair these two because :

1. Maya’s a girl protagonist so its a male protagonist x female protagonist type of deal and despise narumitsu because “yaoi”

2. AA6 she’s an adult so she’s legal which is damn creepy on its own, or last

3. because of Pearl shipping them in game despite being an eight year old and was so sheltered she thought a man and a woman being next to each other means they’re special someones.

either way, i only see them as best friends, sibling-like relationship with self awareness here and there since they tease the audience a lot with their gag “hints” in spin-off mangas and game.

not only that, it kinda showcase how all male/female bond don’t have to be romantic, they can be just friends or familial and still hang together. another plus for the franchise right after encouraging moving on from ex partners. *glancing at Phoenix//Iris*

and as to the people who pairs this for some odd reasons, sometimes i just want to ask these questions,

“how would you feel if you’re in Phoenix’s shoes? met your mentor’s little sister at age 17 while you’re 24, would you feel romantically interested in this high schooler?” because i don’t, to me anyone 3 years younger than me is like a baby, how would Phoenix feel when Maya’s 7 years younger?

“also... why even? narumitsu and other less questionable pairings are RIGHT THERE in the open!”

but oh well people can like and pair whatever hhh,

and there you have it, my even longer rambling hahaha sorry;;

Edit : To add the final nail to the coffin, Phoenix outright has said that Maya’s like his kid, like a niece.

Edit 2 : remember that this is simply my personal take, you can somewhat use this to make yourself feel better about your pair nor simply just to hate on the ship itself but do not use this to dictate actual people what to ship and not to ship.

please don’t be destructive towards others.

#NOT n*rumayo #notp #naru//mayo #can't ship them sorry #im almost 20 and everyone 3 years younger feels like a child #imagine being phoenix and knowing maya is like 7 years younger jfc #slight #narumitsu #encouragement lol #dont harrass the shippers of it please

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nightswithkookmin · 4 years ago

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Hi I just want to ask something. Do you think Jungkook has been always like/love Jimin the way he is before or just when he started to glow up. I'm just asking this bc you know Jungkook has been always rank Jimin last on looks or said he look different without makeup before. I know he didn't meant harm to Jimin but do you think Jimin has been trying to look good and go on extreme diet to be loved by Jungkook or Jungkook has been always trying to hide his feelings for him but act tough

Huh?...

What an interesting question....

For a moment there I thought I had already discussed this in my blog posts? Chileee.

Now you'd have to specify which period in time you consider a glow up point for Jimin. Do you mean the period of 2014/15 when he was starving himself, passing out on stage and bleeding through his nose to stay anorexic? *Side eyeing you.

To me, Jimin's 'glow up' coincided with their debut in 2013. Those fine abs, sculpted muscles yet soft toned feminized features- sorry Jimin, you weren't fooling no one.

This was also the period I noticed JK showing overt signs of sexual and emotional attraction towards Jimin. Jimin just seemed oblivious to it. And he would begin his own whipped journey around 2015/16 in my opinion.

Personally, I believe JK fell first for Jimin and 'turned' him- turned for lack of a better word. I don't buy into this whole Jimin fell first JK fell harder rhetoric.

But I think JK's interest in Jimin began long before this period. I don't think Jk had fully grasped the concept of his own sexuality much less to have come to terms with it in any time before 2012- before Jimin arrived in Bangtan- ok maybe he had a vague idea of it, but I do believe Jimin was his sexual and romantic awakening.

Jk and Jimin have two very distinct and opposite idol personas. I keep saying this.

Since we don't know them in person, I think it's safe to assume every aspect of them we experience on screen is a persona.

That persona is a facade, a curated wall on which they project bits and pieces of their true self and often put up a performance of this identity for our consumption.

In Jk's persona, he likes to retract and conceal aspects of his true personality and censor himself a lot while JM likes to amplify and exaggerate his true personality and put up a performance of it.

As I've said, it's mainly due to their backgrounds. JK was given a lot of leeway in his upbringing which he feels puts him at a disadvantage because he ends up exposing himself too much. Thus he likes to retract and hold himself back.

Jimin coming from a conservative background with many rules and what not revels in the new found freedom Idol life gives him so often he doesn't hold back as much as JK does. But that doesn't mean that who they really are in real life.

So often you'd hear people say Jimin looks more serious in person than he does on camera while JK is said to be more expressive than he usually is on camera.

But here is the thing, concealing his feelings is not JK's nature it's his choice. And this is very important to note. He chooses not to do certain things on camera while Jimin chooses to do certain things on camera.

So when JK is not showing his feelings for Jimin it's not because he can't show those feelings, it's more like he doesn't want to show those feelings.

Thus when people say he wasn't showing his feelings for Jimin because he was shy I raise my brows- Shy my ass. Lol

Was he acting tough then? Hmmmm. He likes to act tough no two ways about that. I've said he has a good poker face between him and Jimin. If you are not careful you might think he doesn't like Jimin. But trust me, that man is whipped on god.

But I don't think that's what he was doing in those early dynamics.

I think he was hesitant in pursuing Jimin openly at the time because he wasn't sure about Jimin's sexual orientation much less whether or not Jimin reciprocated the feelings he had for him.

And you could tell not knowing these about Jimin terrified JK a lot, hence his hesitation.

But later when he was certain of both he became more confident in the way he expressed himself and his feelings for Jimin.

Prior to this you could see him fishing and testing the waters with Jimin, slowly pushing Jimin's boundaries- a gentle touch here, a lingering stare there.

He would often pay attention to the things Jimin would say but especially about his romantic and sexual preferences. Like when Tae said he felt Jimin liked men and when Jimin was asked about why he liked JK and JK seemed like he wanted to know.

Then he went through that phase where he seemed obsessed with Jimin's reaction to when other guys sexualised him and expressed interest in him. He seemed very attentive to these little details in a way that seemed to me as if he was fishing for confirmation that Jimin actually liked men and liked him- in a nonplatonic manner.

I feel Jimin noticed these things too in JK but was mostly fascinated by it. So often he would go out of his way to express his sexuality, exaggerate it and perform it as if to let JK know he was ok with JK liking him in that kind of way. Often, you'd see him egging JK on to touch him where JK seemed hesitant, reassuring JK- I think y'all know the bit I'm talking about. I feel JM wanted JK to feel comfortable expressing his interest in him- he ain't slick.

I've said Jimin's persona is a performance. I can see how to JK that could be very confusing. Hell, half of the fandom still read Jimin wrong to this day. Is he gay, bi, straight, a woman, a man, bigender- it's a lot of questions. Legitimate questions.

And I think for JK, seeing Jimin behave like the rest of BTS with the skinship towards him was equally confusing. So often he would shy away from it. Jk was going through puberty, everything was heightened for him.

It's also important to consider the possibility that, if JK was LGBTQ plus that he was going to hide it and not come out to his bandmates for as long as he worked with them- because it's none of their business first and foremost but also because it would have affected their attitudes towards him.

I mean look at the fear and panic with which they greet Jikook when Jikook breath anywhere near eachother in public spaces- not to call them out or anything but I don't think if they were straight that they were going to treat them same. I mean Taejin is as wild as Jikook but.... sigh.

So then going on to catch feelings for one of such said band mates who gives off queer vibes, he had better be sure about him before coming out to him and confessing to him lest he risked his career and friendship with him.

If Jimin wasn't LGBTQ plus it would have been cruel of him to act the way he does with JK honestly. For instance Joking about marriage knowing full well the fight LGBTG plus couple have to put up to have this basic human right- of course JK would yeet himself out of that conversation. I'm talking about that Jikook Vlive and all the time JK has squeezed his face disgruntledly when Jimin has asked him to have his kids- like why Jimin!

Jimin I feel because he is Bi whatever doesn't take this gay business seriously at all. If you've ever dated a bisexual you'd know the feeling. He is my bias and I love him but God he frustrates me for Jk honestly.

What annoys me most is I know how deep he is into JK. Like I've never seen a man so in love with another man in my entire queer life! Like shut up whippidy whipped ass we saw your face at Manila. You like that man. You like him.

Let JK put up a front and you'll see this tactless homegirl descending into that space we all hate so much and embarrassing himself left right left clinging on to JK seeking validation and reassurance- like can you be serious in your life for once Park Jimin. 😒

Anywho, I went off on a tangent there. Sorry.

But yes, this is another aspect of their dynamic I feel most people get twisted. Jimin enjoys JK's expressions of interest in him- however way he does it. Jk enjoys it too when Jimin shows him he wants him. Remember magic shop? Show me, I'll show you? And that line JK sang to Jimin that made Jimin nervous on Live with VMin? Yea...

They love each other and they love when the other is showing and expressing their love. Hell, isn't that why they are constantly trying to find creative ways to communicate their love? 5/8, love letters punctuated with sorries? Chileee.

Could Jimin's look be a contributing factor to JK liking him? Let me put it this way. People are attracted to people for a plethora of reasons, physical appearance being one of them.

Looks attract people, emotional connection binds them and make them stay. I have said this time and again JK is attracted to all of Jimin-looks, everything. When asked which part of of Jimin he liked most he put all of Jimin as the answer.

With regards to JM's weight, I think the tears he shed on stage during the performance of I Need You says it all. Jimin was killing himself and it was killing JK. Jimin wasn't doing all that out of self love much less for the love of JK.

He was doing all that because he wanted to be an Idol in every sense of the word. He was killing himself for his career. A career JK was once willing to walk away from and JM advised him to stay.

Jk defies the dictates of his career with the piercings and tattoos and gay pubs- the emphasis is mine. Y'all think he is about to be demanding of his life partner to look like what now? Chileee.

And when JK was starving himself and losing weight who was it that brought him down that ledge? Jimin. If it was a positive thing I thing he would have encouraged him.

Jk allegedly called Jimin his Mochi in that infamous graduation night track video. Did you see his reaction to when James Corden called Jimin Mochi? Baby fat cheeked Jimin was cute not ugly. And even if you think he was, JK still found that attractive. Jimin could be looking like my Aunt Becky and Jk would still fuck him.

Have you seen JK freeze frame to take snapshot photos of Jimin? It's almost always pictures of Jimin looking like the wicked witch of the west. He loves him some park Jimin memes. Loves that man to death.

How many times have he said Jimin looks beautiful without makeup? Remember the Vlive Jimin didn't want to be on camera because he didn't have makeup on? What did JK say?

Jk isn't a shallow person you know. He really isn't. He doesn't strike me as the kind at all. Questions like these presupposes that JK is a vain shallow person who only likes people for their looks. Don't get me wrong, it's a valid question, one that I'm happy to discuss but it also exposes the biases against JK and indirectly, Jimin.

Do you feel JK is shallow? I find a lot of people do and it breaks my heart.

Have you heard any of his songs? His GCFs?

He barely idolizes his subject matter's looks and appearances. You gave me the best of you, so I'll give you the best of me. What I found in you is real. That's doesn't sound shallow to me.

They work in a highly competitive and highly vainglorious environment. I think they know more than anything the dangers of vanity- it's fleeting. They put themselves through so much to appease the vanity matrics, to subject people they love through the same.

I've talked about how because JM comes from a demanding home and work environment that acceptance is one key aspect of his love language. He wants a person who loves him for who he is and accepts him without placing expectations on him.

If JK was this shallow JM wouldn't honestly have found him attractive much less love him to begin with. He wouldn't have found fulfillment and nourishment from JK. He loves JK because JK's values and upbringing makes him the perfect person for him to trust himself fully to.

Besides, for JK to be only attracted to JM because he glowed up, he himself must have been a ten from the onset which he wasn't let's be honest- no shade to him but he wasn't exactly packing now was he?

BTS are pretty but they've all undergone hefty transformations throughout the years, magic foreheads and all. So if you wonder if Jimin's glow up contributes to JK liking him, then you'd have to wonder if Jk glowing up also contributed to Jimin finding him attractive- it's a vicious cycle.

As for JK ranking Jimin last... did he ever rank himself first? No. He ranked Jimin last and himself second to last consistently. If he found Jimin unattractive he certainly found himself as equally unattractive only one step above Jimin.

I honestly think he was just teasing Jimin. He loves teasing Jimin because it's how he flirts with him. It's just the masculine energy in him I guess. V does this too when he flirts with Jimin. He teases him about his pinky, his Mochi cheeks and his glow up- Iland anyone?

Why y'all think JK looked away sharp when JM dropped to the floor?? He recognized what V was doing- don't mind me. I'm trolling. Lol. But deadass.

Jimin teases JK too by acting like he is available most times. It's the feminine energy in him. Girls like to tease their crush by amplifying their sex appeal. What better way to amp up your sex appeal than by having other people show interest in you? Jimin is a tease. Bless him.

Besides, when JK ranked Jimin first in looks he ranked himself last. I hope y'all don't think it's because he has low self esteem?

He ranked himself and Jimin last because he wanted to humble himself and by extension Jimin because he sees himself as Jimin's equal and as such recognizes their place as the youngest within the group. As he has explained, as the youngest, he places everyone else above him.

I honestly don't think Jungkook had always been interested in Jimin. But somewhere along the line while he came to terms with his own sexuality he began developing feelings for Jimin. His glow up had nothing to do with it. In my opinion.

I think Jimin caught him off guard? It's that red string serendipity destiny voodoo working its magic that orchestrating their love. In my opinion.

I don't think either of Jikook went searching for this love thingy either as I keep saying. It wasn't planned, it wasn't foreseen, it just happened to both of them but at a different pace.

I hope this helps?

Signed,

GOLDY

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carinyms · 3 years ago

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We're three days from the Loki finale and I’m back to spout more meta and theories about episodes 5 & 6! It’s a long one (again.)

I really enjoyed episode five. People have complained that they felt it didn't do much to move the show forward, but one of the things I've loved most about this show is the time it takes to sit with the characters and learn about their backstory, their feelings. (I'm always a little bugged when critics say that an episode hasn't done enough to move the plot forward, because without adequate character development, why should I care about the plot?) I thought the pacing of it was really well balanced.

….and I have never been so nervous for a finale in my entire life. There’s a lot of reasons.

The first is just the fact that I’ve been waiting for this show for a whole year, and the anticipation and excitement of it literally helped get me through the pandemic--so when those final end credits roll I’m going to be a whole mess no matter what happens. (I really hope the rumors floating around about season two are accurate) I also just feel like it’s somewhat inevitable that this is our final farewell to Tom’s Loki, and like—I’ll never be ready, but especially right now, amidst all the rampant controversy around this show, I’m just not ready to deal with that. I have a *small* modicum of hope that this won't be the case, but it feels unlikely. Anyway, guess I’ll die.

I really want this show to stick the landing, so to say. I loved the last episode, but a lot of the response has been that it felt like a lull in the plot. I want this show to end in a satisfying bang so it can get the credit it deserves.

Also I’m a whole hypocrite eating my words from last week—I’m fully on-board with Loki/Sylvie now (not that I was ever really against it)--I’m not sure why I’m surprised. They’re so adorable and wholesome, and I’m in love with seeing Loki in love. It’s so precious. (Just as a PSA, if you’re not into them that’s chill, and you’re allowed to dislike a ship without trying to justify your opinion by labeling shippers as morally problematic. Selfcest isn’t a real thing, therefore there isn’t a moral high ground to stand on here. Okay? Okay.) Wherever it ultimately leads, their relationship is still a really sweet exploration of them both growing and learning how to love themselves and trust others. Also, them cuddling under a tablecloth is the cutest shit I’ve ever seen with my two eyes.

MY THEORIES:

I love Sylvie so much, SO MUCH — and she is 100% going to stab Loki in the back by the end of the next episode. I don’t think the betrayal is going to stick, and by the end they’ll both be on the same page again, but the conversations on trust have been way too one-sided for my comfort. If nothing else she's going to seriously consider it. Here’s one way I can see that going. Spoiler alert: it hurts.

Sylvie betrays Loki at one point—and we see Loki’s growth and arc come full circle as, even after being betrayed by the person he hinged his entire development around, he still believes in doing the right thing, in saving her regardless. It ends in a heart-wrenching self-sacrifice of some kind, and his actions serve as the catalyst for her full development as well. We keep seeing different versions of Loki die for their ‘glorious purpose’, just like how Classic Loki shouts the phrase as he was consumed by Aloith (RIP King, I love you).

Loki has already called Sylvie his glorious purpose (or inferred it). There’s been backlash around him saying that, but the way I see it, it’s less “I’m obsessed with this girl she’s my purpose now” and more “I believe that she’s the best version of us and I’m going to make it my purpose to help her succeed and be what the rest of us aren’t”. That’s why seeing all the other variant Loki’s at their worst in the Loki clubhouse (? what do I call this lol) only fuels him more to find her. I think about what Mobius told him: “You exist to cause pain and suffering and death, all so others can achieve the best versions of themselves”. I don’t think Loki truly believes he can be the best version of Loki — I think he saw Sylvie and thought, "it's her". He’s decided he’s going to help her achieve the best version of herself, but he'll do it giving her love and trust and devotion, rather than through betrayal, pain and suffering. He’s re-writing his pre-determined role, in his own small way. I’m so proud of him.

So who’s behind it all and what’s truly going on here? (This isn’t really one theory, more like a string of possibilities and I don’t really know how they’d fit together.)

I still think it’s another version of Loki. And if it is, I can’t help but appreciate the connections between his position dictating the end of time in the show in relation to Loki’s role in the Norse myths, where he’s the catalyst for the destruction of all things. It feels relevant, considering the whole idea that ‘the end of time hasn’t been written yet’ has come up twice now. That would be a fascinating tie-in to the mythology. (Also—Alioth looks like a giant dog. And Fenrir’s role in Ragnarok was devouring the world—I realize this is a reach but am I the only person seeing this connection?) The thing I really can’t predict is the motivation. What would cause a Loki to want to prevent Loki’s from changing? Was there something that happened in the sacred timeline this Loki is trying to preserve? (I also like the idea of us maybe seeing another version of Sylvie behind it all, but I’m just going to leave that rabbit hole alone. )

But here’s the theory I can’t stop thinking about. There’s a theory floating around tik tok (by user twelvepercentcredit) saying the ‘castle’ we see beyond Alioth looks like a place called the House of Ideas, something that appeared in a (discontinued?) Loki comic. Here’s the wiki page on it. Just looking at the imagery of this compared to the location we’re seeing in the trailers, it’s too similar to be a coincidence. The huge bookshelves, the towering ceilings.

Here’s a description from the wiki:

“The House of Ideas is also home to a library which archives the exploits of every hero who has ever existed in the form of books, written unconsciously by the collective minds of their believers. This collection is curated by Now and Then, two of the children of Eternity. Now and Then routinely seek out heroes to bring into the House of Ideas to bargain with them and give their collections more pages, therefore more time for adventures and exploits. “

And later on the page on how Loki ties in:

“Heeding the desire in Loki's heart to do more with his life, Now and Then approached Loki and brought him to the House of Ideas,[5] where they struck up with him the deal to give more pages to his collection of exploits, rewriting the Books of Loki with a hero's stories in exchange for an eventual hero's death.”

Are they gonna play with the exact happenings of this? I don't know, but it sounds pretty cool!

It would be gutsy to go this route with the show given how meta it is, but I love the idea of it. Would they put characters that embody the abstract ideas of “Eternity” “Now & Then” into the show in the last episode? I’m not sure. Something I could see as a possibility though is an alternate version of Loki having overthrown whoever was previously guarding the timeline, and Loki and Sylvie will have to take them down in turn, thus ‘releasing’ the multiverse to its default, chaotic state.

What if our Loki’s ultimate destiny, ultimate Glorious Purpose, is to release the timelines--restoring all the variants back to their original timelines--and remain in this place for eternity, guarding the timeline and ensuring the multiverse is allowed to exist in its natural state? It seems a pretty fitting role for the God of Chaos. It would also explain why whoever’s behind the TVA would be so desperate to eliminate all variant Loki, if that was his ultimate destiny.

It would be an effective way to remove Hiddleston’s Loki from the movie-verse without killing him, AND place both Sylvie and any other Loki variants back in the the main timeline for use in future films—which we know has to happen somehow, because Young Avengers is definitely happening, and Kid Loki has got to get out of the void somehow.

And yea, this outcome would hurt like a bitch. Because even though that would truly be a lovely glorious purpose for our Loki, he’d be alone. And the whole point of this show is that he doesn’t have to be alone! It would be a very poetic sacrifice for him to take on the burden of watching over the timelines alone for all eternity so that his other variants could be the best versions of themselves, but I really just want him to be happy. I will be crying my eyes out if this happens. I’ll be proud but I won’t be okay.

And this all is probably speculative nonsense and could go off in an entirely different direction. Who knows. All in all, I just really want to see Loki fully believe in himself and his ability, to truly absorb what he said about being stronger than he realizes, and to take control of his destiny.

WHAT I WANT (NEED) FROM EPISODE 6:

Let Hunter B-15 and Mobius team up to burn the place to the ground. She was nerfed in the time-keeper fight, I want to see B-15 kick some ass.

I kind of want Ravonna to escape and be a character that carries over into the films for her tie-ins with Kang? I want to see more of her.

Give Loki a new badass costume. I’m begging. If he’s gonna go down, he deserves to go down in something other than khakis.

And then I want to see him and Sylvie fighting side by side in matching outfits.

I want a Mobius-level hug between them. Or a kiss. Or both. But I want the hug more. And you know what? I want her to initiate the hug or kiss or whatever it is because I want Loki to experience receiving love and affection from others as much as giving it. He deserves it ok??

I expect Mobius on a jet ski in the post credits and if I don’t get it I riot

@marvel these are my demands.

As always, if you've made it this far I'd love to hear your thoughts!

#these just keep getting longer and longer #next week you can expect a full novel #loki #loki show #loki series #loki meta #loki show meta #loki series meta #loki theories #loki show theories #loki show positive #loki spoilers #loki series spoilers

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alliluyevas · 4 years ago

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back at it again and close reading Mormon scripture but I’m looking at Doctrine and Covenants 25 right now especially in comparison with the significantly later polygamy revelation that I’ve been discussing a lot on here, because these are as far as I am aware the only two revelations that are targeted directly at Emma Smith. They’re really different in tone--D&C 25 is pretty gentle/intimate, while thirteen years later D&C 132 is overtly threatening and honestly quite scary--but I think the central purpose is kind of the same (emotionally/religiously manipulating Emma to set her doubts aside and comply, basically)

A lot of the earliest revelations follow a similar pattern to 25, where a particular disciple is called out by name, critiqued for doing something that is contrary to Joseph Smith’s authority, and then given a mission and uplifted with promises of salvation if they return to the fold. Martin Harris gets a revelation telling him to pay for the publication of the Book of Mormon, Hiram Page gets one telling him to stop claiming he can prophecy using a seeing stone because only Joseph Smith is allowed to do that, etc. (Remember these revelations are being dictated by Joseph Smith channeling the narrative voice of God).

So what does D&C 25 want for Emma? (bolded passages are mine)

A revelation I give unto you concerning my will; and if thou art faithful and walk in the paths of virtue before me, I will preserve thy life, and thou shalt receive an inheritance in Zion. Behold, thy sins are forgiven thee, and thou art an elect lady, whom I have called.

Murmur not because of the things which thou hast not seen, for they are withheld from thee and from the world, which is wisdom in me in a time to come.

I’m interpreting this last bit as referring to Emma asking him if she could see the golden plates of the Book of Mormon. (Bear in mind she’s been helping him with his translation of the plates and the publication of the book, including acting as his scribe during dictation, for almost three years now, but he has not allowed her to see the actual book).

And the office of thy calling shall be for a comfort unto my servant, Joseph Smith, Jun., thy husband, in his afflictions, with consoling words, in the spirit of meekness. And thou shalt go with him at the time of his going, and be unto him for a scribe, while there is no one to be a scribe for him, that I may send my servant, Oliver Cowdery, whithersoever I will.

This Whole Thing Smacks Of Gender, i holler,

And thou shalt be ordained under his hand to expound scriptures, and to exhort the church, according as it shall be given thee by my Spirit. For he shall lay his hands upon thee, and thou shalt receive the Holy Ghost, and thy time shall be given to writing, and to learning much.

And thou needest not fear, for thy husband shall support thee in the church; for unto them is his calling, that all things might be revealed unto them, whatsoever I will, according to their faith. And verily I say unto thee that thou shalt lay aside the things of this world, and seek for the things of a better.

I’m guessing Emma had been expressing doubts about leaving her home to tag along on a proselytizing road trip and the impact that would have on her life and livelihood and that of her potential future kids. Her dad (they were currently living with her parents) had also been scoffing about the Book of Mormon and telling Joseph to settle down and get a real job, so some of that might have influenced her too.

And it shall be given thee, also, to make a selection of sacred hymns, as it shall be given thee, which is pleasing unto me, to be had in my church. For my soul delighteth in the song of the heart; yea, the song of the righteous is a prayer unto me, and it shall be answered with a blessing upon their heads.

Wherefore, lift up thy heart and rejoice, and cleave unto the covenants which thou hast made. Continue in the spirit of meekness, and beware of pride. Let thy soul delight in thy husband, and the glory which shall come upon him. Keep my commandments continually, and a crown of righteousness thou shalt receive. And except thou do this, where I am you cannot come.

And verily, verily, I say unto you, that this is my voice unto all. Amen.

You’re special, Emma, but only because you’re married to someone special! I think this is a really interesting example of this situation you see very often in D&C revelations where the will of God and the will of Joseph Smith get very much conflated. Obviously “my commandments” is meant to entail God’s commandments, and “the covenants which thou hast made” are religious covenants, but in the context of the fact that this revelation is being spoken by her literal husband there’s a lot of double meaning there, especially considering the fact that unlike all the other early Mormon disciples Emma had actually made a separate covenant with Joseph Smith specifically including a vow of obedience--that is, her marriage vows.

In case you’re wondering, Emma did apparently push aside the doubts implied in this revelation, left home and set off on mission as she was directed, including working as her husband’s scribe and putting together the first Mormon hymnal. She probably didn’t realize this would be the case when she left her parents’ house, but she never returned to the area or saw them again.

#SORRY FOR ANOTHER LONG ASS POST BUT.....THERE'S A LOT GOING ON HERE #i feel really sorry for her :( and while this isnt like SCARY ANGRY like the later polygamy revelation it's super manipulative and i can see #why it was evidently very persuasive for her #mormonposting tag

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Congrats on 2 years!!🎉🎉🎉o(〃＾▽＾〃)o .Can i request a gentaro x F!Reader soulmate AU? I really Love your work! Keep doing what you do!! (And/or love lol)

I definitely love doing this blog so no worries there! Thank you for requesting this! This started as one thing and quickly became a whole different thing so I really hope it makes sense. Soulmate!AU with Gentaro is amazing because I feel like he would be really into it. Honestly the hardest part was the date/times and trying to make sure the math was correct haha Hope this was what you wanted~

Word Count: 4,086

Genre: Angst/Fluff; Soulmate!AU, Female!Reader

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Everyone in the world had a soulmate marker.

Some had their first words of their soulmate inscribed on their skin. Some could sense their soulmates emotions, while others had distinctive, colorful markings that matched their soulmates. Some had compasses that could tell them the direction their soulmate was in while others simply had a number or word that was supposed to hold enough significance to dictate their lives.

Soulmates could be romantic, platonic, or anything in between. All it meant was an intensely strong bond between two people.

You simply had a timer on the back of your wrist where most people would fasten a watch. It was barely noticeable against the flesh of your skin, matching to the skin tone almost perfectly, but just one shade off so that you could read it. You had asked your family and friends if they could see it, but apparently it was not visible to anyone but yourself.

10:03:15:22:39:04

9 years, 7 months, 15 days, 22 hours, 39 minutes, 4 seconds.

That was how much time was left on your wrist when you first entered middle school at age 15.

You remembered frowning in annoyance, mad that you would have to wait an entire 9 years before meeting your soulmate. It was infuriating to say the least, especially as a young girl who would often daydream about your Prince Charming that would one day come to sweep you off your feet.

It had always been easy for you to make friends, and high school was no exception. You quickly joined clubs that interested you, meeting new people and working hard.

You met Gentaro Yumeno in literature club when you joined in your first year and quickly became close friends with him. He was handsome, there was no doubt about it, but more than that – he intrigued you. Always able to create intense, captivating storylines, Gentaro was always the first to have the most creative ideas on what to read, write, and discuss. You would spend hours together pouring over novels and literature and it was clear that you both held a passion for it.

He was playful and charming to everyone around him, but it was so blatantly clear to you that it was all just surface level. He was so much more complex than anyone gave him credit for, and it drove you mad.

All you wanted to do was talk to him for hours and hours about everything and anything. You wanted to know more about him in every sense of the word. What he liked. What he disliked. What made him happy or mad or sad or exhilarated.

One day, when you and Gentaro had just started your second year, you were eating lunch together on the roof when he asked you a question.

“Y/N,” he had said, his voice soft and happy. “What’s your soulmate marker?”

The question seemed to come out of nowhere and you found yourself pausing for a moment before scooting closer to him and rolling up your sleeve to point at your wrist.

“It’s this. I know you can’t see it but it’s a watch that’s counting down the time until I meet my soulmate,” you explained. Gentaro’s eyes lit up as he took your wrist excitedly in his hands.

“I can see it too! Amazing!” he exclaimed, smiling widely. Your eyes grew twice their size as you gaped at him in shock.

“Wait, what?! Really!?” you shouted, beginning to feel excited. Gentaro chuckled lightly and let go of your wrist to shrug a little.

“Hehe, that was just a lie though,” he said with a boyish laugh. You quickly deadpanned before whining about how mean he always was to you. He simply nodded and apologized, taking your words as they rolled off his back. You resumed eating for a moment before frowning.

“Wait, what’s your soulmate mark?” you asked, suddenly curious. Gentaro dramatically put his hand to his forehead and the other to his heart

“I know nothing but the date of death of my soulmate! It’s a horrible knowledge to have but I alone must bear it!”

“…Gentaro…”

“Well, that was just a lie~”

05:11:02:07:49:22

5 years, 11 months, 2 days, 7 hours, 49 minutes, 22 seconds.

You glanced at your wrist briefly as you fixed your graduation dress. It was colder than most winters and you shivered as you quickly grabbed your coat, hugging yourself closely.

“Are your parents going to meet us there?” Gentaro asked, walking back into the living room. You nodded and gave him a smile.

“Yea, it’s just a little family get-together, so nothing big,” you stated, casually. “Thanks for coming though! There’ll be a few other people there so I’m sure you’ll know someone else,” you added, fixing the bracelet your were fumbling with to your wrist. You felt Gentaro’s eyes on you and you turned to face him with a confused smile. His gaze was unreadable and it made you slightly nervous.

“What?” you asked, laughing lightly. Gentaro shot you a warm smile and shook his head.

“It’s nothing. You just look very pretty, Y/N,” he said, his eyes softening into a sincere look that was so rare it was almost foreign to you. You felt your heart jump at his words and you immediately looked away for fear of betraying your emotions.

“T-thank you,” you said, feeling warmth blossom in your chest.

You found yourself pausing for a moment and wondering if this was the time to confess. You were both alone, but you were going to your graduation party together. If you confessed and he didn’t accept, would that make things awkward? You weren’t going to the same college and you didn’t know how often you would see him again, if ever.

The thought of never seeing Gentaro again sent a sharp pain to your chest and you instinctively brought a hand to your heart.

“Y/N? Are you alright?” Gentaro asked, his voice pulling you from your thoughts.

That’s right. He was still with you for now. And if the next few weeks were the last weeks you would have together, then you would make the most of them. You would spend as much time with him as possible and be as close to him as possible.

“Gentaro…” you managed, stepping a bit closer to him. “There’s…something I need to tell you…” you said, beginning to feel nervous. The confidence you built up moments ago was already beginning to fade as you felt your heart beat in your chest.

“Oh? Is this a confession?” Gentaro suddenly said. You shot your eyes up to him and felt the heat burn on your face as you took a step back.

“What!? Hey! Don’t just say things like that so casually! I was trying to be honest!” you shouted, embarrassment flooding your body as you crossed your arms around your chest tightly. “You ruined the moment…” you mumbled, trailing off as Gentaro’s light laugh filled the room. You were about to yell at him to stop when he spoke up.

“Y/N,” he said, bringing your attention back to him. “I’ve liked you ever since I first met you in literature club Freshman year, you know. You were so cute, even back then, it was hard for me to not have feelings for you.”

Gentaro’s sudden confession made your heart stop and your brain froze for a moment as you processed his words. He had feelings for you as well…and he had held them for just as long as you had.

“Why…” you whispered. “Why didn’t you say anything earlier?” you whined. “We could have spent more time together if you had!”

“Oh, but you didn’t say anything either so it’s not just my fault, right?” Gentaro said with his head tilted slightly and a hand on his chin. You sighed heavily and nodded at his words; he wasn’t wrong.

“Yea, I know…” you said, hesitantly. There was a brief pause as you composed your thoughts. “But…I do really like you, Gentaro,” you insisted, feeling the nerves come back as you spoke your true feelings. “I know that we might not have much time left together, but I guess I just wanted to be honest with you.”

Gentaro hummed at your words and you watched as he took your hand in his own. He gave you another sincere smile and you felt almost dizzy at the way he looked at you in that moment. His other hand brought itself to your chin and you let him brush your cheeks with his fingers before he slowly brought his lips down onto your own.

You stayed like that for a moment before you both pulled away, cheeks slightly flushed with smiles on both of your wet lips. You squeezed his hand gently before laughing nervously and looking away. The heat rising in your body was burning and you wanted nothing more than to stay with him for longer.

“That was…” you started, biting your lip. “…nice,” you finished, unable to articulate just how special that one touch of lips made you feel. You were sure Gentaro had better words, but he simply smiled and nodded, brushing your hair with a finger before pulling away.

“Yes. That was rather nice,” he said, laughing lightly as he walked past you towards the front door. Your eyes followed him with anticipation as he opened the door, the cold wind already blowing into the room. He held it open and reached out an arm towards you, willing you to take it and follow him outside.

“My lady,” he said, dramatically with a smile. A grin lifted your lips as you curtsied dramatically and took his hand with a laugh.

“My lord.”

02:07:17:09:58:16

2 years, 7 months, 17 days, 9 hours, 58 minutes, 16 seconds.

It had been a few years since high school and you laughed when you thought back to how you were worried you might not ever see Gentaro again. In fact, it had been quite the opposite. As soon as graduation was completed, you texted each other even more. You were always telling him about your day and all the things going on in your life and he kept you updated as well.

You often met for coffee or drinks, laughing about the past and making plans to meet up to do different things. It got to the point that you were spending so much time at his apartment, he eventually suggested you move in as his roommate. The idea of splitting rent and saving money appealed heavily to both of you, and although you went to separate colleges, you had no problem commuting. Especially since you were on track to graduate early.

“Surprise! Isn’t it great?” you said, marveling at your self-proclaimed masterpiece of a birthday cake. Gentaro laughed and nodded, putting an arm around your shoulder.

“It looks delicious, Y/N,” he said, fondly. “Thank you.” He turned to you and suddenly pressed a kiss to the top of your head before releasing you from his hold to grab some plates. You felt your breath catch at the action and your smile wavered a bit before you plastered it back on, offering to grab the forks.

You weren’t exactly sure what your relationship with Gentaro was.

You were living together, of course, but it wasn’t romantically. You would call each other pet names sometimes, but it was only ever playful. Sometimes you had mental breakdowns with the stress of school and you would cry in his arms until falling asleep with him, but that’s what friends did, right?

Kissing…was also something friends did…right?

“Gentaro,” you asked, watching him closely as he popped another piece of cake happily into his mouth. He glanced over at you with a frown immediately coming to his face and you wondered just how well he knew you that he was able to hear the change in your voice so quickly.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, suddenly. He had glanced over at you with a frown immediately coming to his face and you wondered just how well he knew you that he was able to hear the change in your voice so quickly.

You gulped a little and licked your lips. Was now really the best time to do this? It was his birthday after all. Maybe it would be better to wait until later on a day not meant for celebration.

“Y-you…!” you suddenly said, trying to think of a different topic. You glanced down at your wrist and saw your timer. “You never told me! That day on the roof in high school….you never told me what your soul mark was!” you exclaimed. You silently praised yourself for being such a quick thinker before turning to Gentaro with a feigned pout.

Gentaro’s eyes widened for a moment before he broke into a smile.

“Why are you suddenly bringing that up?” he asked, laughing lightly. You frowned, suddenly very interested in the topic.

“Why do you keep avoiding it?” you ask. “Every time I bring it up, you either tell me some crazy story or a blatant lie!” you added, crossing your arms at him expectantly. Gentaro brought a hand to the back of his neck and chuckled nervously.

“Ah, you’re acting scary, Y/N,” he stated, backing up slowly from you. You held his gaze for a moment before sighing and shaking your head. It had always been something you had wondered about, but you knew how intimate the details of soulmates could be so you had never inquired into it too much.

You had to remind yourself once again that the man standing across from you was not your soulmate.

There was someone else. Someone you hadn’t met yet. It was a thought you always had, constantly berating yourself for getting too close when your destiny was different. You and Gentaro were never meant to be together, but saying it out loud would make it all too real, so you never voiced your concerns to him. The thought that had brought you so much pleasure and excitement as a child suddenly made you feel nauseous.

“Y/N?” Gentaro asked, his voice now laced with concern. “You look sick, are you okay?” he asked, bringing a hand to your shoulder. You quickly moved away, not wanting him to touch you for fear that you would say something you would regret. You gave him a weak smile and nodded.

“I’m sorry,” you said, quickly, gulping hard. “I’m fine, let’s watch a movie, okay?” you stated, quickly changing the subject as you turned to put your empty plate into the sink.

What you couldn’t see was Gentaro’s gaze lingering on your back, his hand still outstretched to you.

00:04:03:17:59:02

0 years, 4 months, 3 days, 17 hours, 59 minutes, 2 seconds.

“It’s way too hot,” you groaned, letting the cold air of the fridge cool you down as much as possible. You heard a chuckle from behind you as arms wrapped themselves around your waist. You whined at the touch and shuffled away from your boyfriend, sneaking closer to the fridge.

“No cuddles. Too hot,” you stated, bluntly.

Gentaro chuckled and pressed his lips to your cheek.

“You’re being mean, love,” he said, standing up slowly to go to the sink for water. You shook your head and stared into the now empty fridge, wondering if there was any way in the world you could possibly fit inside of it. You wiped sweat away from your forehead and as you did, noticed the shine of your soulmate timer. You glanced down at it with a sigh to see that you only had a few months left to go.

It didn’t make any sense. You were the happiest you had ever been in your life.

You and Gentaro had been dating for almost year now and it was everything you could have possibly wanted. It was nerve-wrecking at first with awkward words and touches from your end, but somehow Gentaro always knew exactly what to say and what to do.

He had an impeccable sense of your desires and seemed to know what you needed before you did yourself. When you had a bad day, you would come home to dinner waiting for you. When you had good news, he would somehow have brought home dessert ‘just because he felt like it’.

He was your hand to hold when you were nervous and your rock when you were scared. He was your best friend and the man you held so many feelings for, that if you thought about them too much, you were convinced you would explode.

So, what was this silly timer? Who was this other person that was supposedly going to come in and sweep you away from the man you truly believed you loved? How could there be anyone else that made you feel as safe and happy as Gentaro did?

“I got these for you,” Gentaro said, sitting down next to you and handing you a cold drink. You blinked at it for a moment before looking at him in confusion.

“Did you get these just now?” you asked, wondering how long you had been spacing out for. Gentaro laughed and shook his head.

“No, silly,” he said, tapping your forehead gently and teasing you. “I put them in the freezer a while ago because I knew it would be cold and that you would want some.”

You stared down at the can in his hand and took it from him with a pout, shooing his hand away from your face.

“Stop making it sound like I’m so needy,” you muttered, causing Gentaro to laugh once more and lean over to kiss your nose.

“You are needy,” he teased, dodging your hand as you reached out to smack him, but lost the energy to do so. “But you’re also a gorgeous, stunning maiden whose kindness and strength knows no bounds.”

You glanced at him with confusion at his words and saw his look melt into one of dramatic reverence as he looked off into the distance. You rolled your eyes but smiled as you leaned into his shoulder.

“Stop it,” you whined in a low voice, exhausted from the summer heat. Gentaro hummed and rested his head against yours.

“Never,”

00:00:00:00:05:46

0 years, 0 months, 0 days, 0 hours, 5 minutes, 46 seconds.

“Let me go,” you said, your voice low and breaking. You had one hand on the door handle and were staring down at your timer that was rapidly ticking down.

“Please,” Gentaro begged, tightened his grasp on your arm. “Please don’t leave, Y/N.”

His voice was shaking and you could feel the hurt and pain lacing each of his words. You felt the guilt punch you in the stomach, knowing that you were entirely to blame for this.

You were so confused and you didn’t know what to do. With less than five minutes left, you knew you had to leave the apartment. It didn’t matter how cold it was outside, you had to be somewhere you could meet someone.

How would your soulmate find you if you were locked up in your house?

“You don’t understand, Gentaro,” you hurriedly hissed at him, pulling his hand away from your arm. “I need to find out who my soulmate is! I need to know, I can’t not know!”

The room was spinning now. Everything hurt and nothing made sense. Were you supposed to be here? Where else were you supposed to go? Would they find you here? Were you still breathing?

“But it’s your soulmate! It doesn’t matter if it’s a friend or a lover or anything else; it doesn’t matter where you go or what you do, right?!” Gentaro pleaded, reading your mind once more as his voice cracked from the pain he was obviously in. “They’ll find you wherever you are so please, don’t leave, Y/N!” he begged once more, tears beginning to build in his eyes. “Just stay.”

You could barely see him through the haze of water in your own eyes, but you acutely felt your heart break in your chest at his words. Your head felt like it was about to burst with thoughts racing desperately, any one of them hoping to connect.

Why were you hurting him like this?

“If I stay here, nothing will happen. Don’t you get that?” you cried in desperation. “I’ll never know my soulmate and then - ”

“What? You’ll be stuck with me for the rest of your life? Is that it?” Gentaro asked as a tear rolled down his cheek. You bit back a sob as you shook your head violently.

“No, of course not, that’s not it at all! I just…I need to find…” you tried to look for the right words to convey how you felt, but your mind was jumbled and time was running out.

“You don’t need to find anyone else!” Gentaro shouted, causing you to shoot your gaze towards him in shock. He rarely ever raised his voice and hearing him do so only made the sob from your mouth and tears from your eyes feel that much more pathetic.

“Gentaro, I have to – ”

“You don’t have to do anything! Because nobody else will ever feel the way I feel about you, Y/N!” he cried, bringing his hands to your shoulders and holding you tightly. You looked up at him through tear filled eyes and shook your head in confusion and frustration.

“I don’t know what – ”

“Because I love you!”

As soon as the words left his mouth, it was as though time stood still.

The room seemed to disappear around you and in that moment it was only you and Gentaro, sobbing into each other’s arms. The silence was deafening, but was quickly filled by the sound of your rapidly beating heart. The burning in your chest reminded you to breathe and as soon as you gasped, which came out as a sob, it was like you had been dropped back down to reality.

You were clinging to Gentaro’s chest now and he had his arms wrapped around you so tightly you felt like you would break. You were both crying hard, tears soaking every surface that came into contact with your face. You tried to speak but your voice was caught in your throat, only letting out guttural sounds and desperate cries as you held onto Gentaro for dear life.

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry…” you cried into his chest, shaking in his arms. Gentaro’s hair fell into your face, tickling your cheeks as you felt him shake his head.

“I should be the one who’s sorry,” he muttered, his voice light and barely audible. “I’ve loved you for so long. I should have known you were my soulmate right from the start.”

You bowed your head as you hesitantly brought your wrist up to your gaze, staring down at the zeroes.

He was right – it had always been him.

It was never a countdown to meet the love of your life.

It was merely a countdown until the moment your soulmate proclaimed their love for you.

00:00:00:00:00:00

0 years, 0 months, 0 days, 0 hours, 0 minutes, 0 seconds.

“It’s going to be terrifying.”

“It’s going to be amazing,” Gentaro corrected you, pulling you into his arms and kissing you firmly on the lips. You shook your head at his antics, pushing him away as you turned back to the multiple cakes laid out in front of you.

“You like the chocolate one, don’t you? Number 3?” Gentaro said. You nodded, reaching out to your plate to grab some frosting with your finger before bringing it to your mouth.

“How do you always know exactly what I’m thinking?” you asked, humming happily.

“What can I say? My fiancée has good taste,” he hummed, tapping your nose with his frosting covered finger. You squealed in delight but whined his name as you hurriedly wiped your face.

You reveled in the sweet sound of Gentaro’s laughter as he wrapped his hands around your stomach from behind, pressing another kiss to your cheek. You leaned back into him and let him kiss you lovingly, a smile playing on your lips.

“I love you so much,” he whispered into your neck. You glanced down at him and nodded, lifting his head up by placing a finger under his chin so that his face was level with yours.

“I love you too, my wonderful soulmate.”

A/N: Y/N’s soulmate tracker was a countdown was a timer until her soulmate proclaimed their love to her. Gentaro’s soulmate tracker was that he was empathically linked to Y/N.

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