#yes I’m back to rewatching rise I miss it…

[savoryangel]

HES SO CUTEE PATOOTIE IN THIS EPISODE OH MY GOD HE MAKES ME FEEEEEL SOO GIDDY HAPPYUYYYYY EVERYTIME I SEE HER LOVE YOU BABYYYYW

[marvelmaniac715]

Here’s what I remember about Modern Doctor Who episodes which I have never rewatched (it’s been quite a while since I watched all the episodes back to back at the end of last year and throughout this year) but there’s a character limit so I’m cut off:

The Unquiet Dead - Ghosts and Charles Dickens and Rose’s first trip to the past with Nine

Aliens of London/World War Three - Farting Slitheen family aliens, politics and Harriet Jones, MP for Flydale North then Prime Minister (yes, I know who she is)

Dalek - I screamed when I saw a Dalek levitate up the stairs, Rose imprints on a museum Dalek, the Doctor tells a Dalek to die and we meet Adam

School Reunion - K9, Sarah Jane, brain boosting chips and kids who do coding

The Girl in the Fireplace - Reinette, “I’m the Doctor and I just snogged Madame de Pompadour”, banana daiquiri, ‘I Could Have Danced All Night’, fake drunk Doctor insulting Mickey with the adjective “thick” , a horse that the Doctor can’t keep and a spaceship (I’ve seen so many TikTok edits so I know more about this one despite only watching it once)

Rise of the Cybermen/The Age of Steel - Rich Jackie in alternate world, living Pete, alternate Mickey, Rose the Yorkshire Terrier, Doctor and Rose as waiters, and the Cybermen

The Impossible Planet/The Satan Pit - Satan himself, a possessed guy with pen on his face and introduction to the Ood

Love and Monsters - Absorvaloff, “wrong bucket”, LINDA, ‘Mr Blue Sky’, Jackie flirting with the protagonist and Elton John

Army of Ghosts/Doomsday - Cybermen, our first glimpse of modern day Torchwood, “I did my duty” and the devastating loss of Rose

Smith and Jones - Introduction to the BAMF Martha Jones, a platoon of Judoon on the moon and an old lady with a straw

Gridlock - Bad traffic, mood patches, Face of Boe says “You Are Not Alone” and a woman has a basket of cats with a cat man

Daleks in Manhattan/Evolution of the Daleks - Andrew Garfield, pig man, human Dalek, Empire State Building, Tallulah and the Great Depression (I distinctly remember sarcastically asking “is the Doctor going to stop the Great Depression?”)

42 - “Burn with me”, the sun and a quiz, aside from that I really don’t remember (hated this episode)

Blink - The Weeping Angels who give me the creeps, peeling off wallpaper to reveal a message from the Doctor, the Doctor’s dvd messages and Sally Sparrow (I physically cannot rewatch this because I instinctively stop blinking whenever I see the Angels and I don’t want my eyes to dry out so I’ll give this one a skip even though it is great)

The Stolen Earth/Journey’s End - Missing planets, Shadow Proclamation, insane vortex Dalek, Davros himself, a major epic team up with everyone from all over the Whoniverse and the devastating loss of Donna Noble’s memories

Planet of the Dead - “Hello, I’m the Doctor, happy Easter”, a bus, “He will knock four times” and Lady Christina (I think that’s her name anyway) being a thief and turned down flat when she tries to be a companion

The Beast Below - Happy and sad robot things and a very young looking Queen in space

Victory of the Daleks - Human Dalek guy, “Would you care for some tea?” and Winston Churchill being involved in a fight against Daleks

The Time of Angels/Flesh and Stone - Return of River Song my QUEEN, Weeping Angels again, “That which holds the image of an angel becomes an angel” and the church army

The Vampires of Venice - Fish vampires, Venice, “then we will take your world” and the Doctor jumping out of a stag-do cake

Amy’s Choice - Dream pollen, Peruvian folk band with ponchos, pregnancy and sinister old people

The Hungry Earth/Cold Blood - Silurians, Amy being dressed for a much warmer country and a young boy who I affectionately dubbed ‘Exposition Child’ and promptly forgot the actual name of

The Lodger - Fake upstairs apartment, my city being the setting (not filmed there btw) and James Corden being… himself

The Pandorica Opens/The Big Bang - Big villain team up, River becomes the sun, a fez is yeeted into the distance never to be seen again, plastic Roman Rory, Cleopatra River and the Doctor gives an epic speech

The Impossible Astronaut/Day of the Moon - Child River, the Doctor dies and it’s very creepy

Night Terrors - Creepy dolls singing nursery rhymes, an old lady eaten by a bin, a man swallowed by his floor and an alien child overreacting to an extreme level

The Girl Who Waited - Old Amy and the Doctor lying to Rory to kill a version of Amy (not a cool thing to do)

Closing Time - Cybermen, Stormageddon, the Doctor working in a shop and James Corden 2: The Cordening

The Wedding of River Song - The Doctor doesn’t time so time goes weird, the Doctor gets hitched and I really can’t remember much else

The Doctor, the Widow and the Wardrobe - Narnia ripoff with trees and Matt Smith falls out of a hammock then attempts to play it off like it was part of the scene in the script

Asylum of the Daleks - Dalek eye stalk on humans, Amy hallucinates whilst becoming a Dalek, a pointless divorce and Clara Oswin the soufflé making Dalek

Dinosaurs on a Spaceship - Dinosaurs and Rory’s amazing dad who has a trowel (also the Doctor has a Christmas list)

A Town Called Mercy - A horse called Susan who wants their owner to respect their life choices, the Doctor in a brand new hat and general Western vibes

The Angels Take Manhattan - Weeping Angel Statue of Liberty, more River and we lose Amy and Rory forever but there’s a nice mystery book with a foreword from Amy so it’s all okay

Cold War - Submarine and an Ice Warrior

Hide - 1970s ghost plot (didn’t like it)

Journey to the Centre of the TARDIS - FINALLY we see much more of the TARDIS!

Nightmare in Silver - Cybermen, ungrateful kids and Warwick Davis

Into the Dalek - Rusty says “You are a good Dalek”, Clara meets Danny Pink and cares so the Doctor doesn’t have to

Listen - Orson Pink, Dan the Soldier Man, the Doctor whips out his dad skills and fear is a superpower

Time Heist - Big bank heist and people with flat heads

Kill the Moon - Courtney from Coal Hill (glad she didn’t come back) and an uncomfortable allegory involving the moon being an egg

Mummy on the Orient Express - A train with a killing Mummy and Clara in a great outfit and bob haircut

Flatline - Rigsy, graffiti, tiny TARDIS with the Doctor trapped inside and scary vibes

In the Forest of the Night - Danny leads a school trip, there’s trees, one of the kids is played by the girl that used to voice Peppa Pig and I think at one point it tells kids not to take their medication? I got a bit confused with this one

Last Christmas - Santa and murdering dream worms

Under the Lake/Before the Flood - Bootstrap paradox monologue straight to camera (“Google it”), and the Doctor’s apology cards

Sleep No More - ‘Mr Sandman’ and eye crust

Oxygen - Capitalist space suits, a blue guy and the Doctor goes blind

The Pyramid at the End of the World/The Lie of the Land - The scary Monks rewrite history, Bill’s mum inadvertently changes things, Missy is iconic as always and Bill makes a bad deal

Empress of Mars - Ice Warriors and “God save the Queen” written on Mars

The Eaters of Light - Crows can talk, and Missy CRIES

The Woman Who Fell To Earth - We meet Thirteen and there’s a guy with teeth in his face

The Ghost Monument - Race and sunglasses

Arachnids in the UK - Spiders and Trump

The Tsuranga Conundrum - Pregnant man

Demons of the Punjab - Yaz’s grandmother and racism to aliens

It Takes You Away - Norway, Wooly Rebellion and talking frog

The Battle of Ranskoor Av Kolos - Teeth Guy

Resolution - Human woman possessed by a Dalek

Nikola Tesla’s Night of Terror - Boredom

Fugitive of the Judoon - Fugitive Doctor and Judoon

Praxeus - Boring mould

Can You Hear Me? - Nightmares

Ascension of the Cybermen - Irish boy is the Doctor

Revolution of the Daleks - Captain Jack!

The Flux - Boring aside from Dan

The three specials - Timeloop, Sea Devils and regeneration

[shadowofroses]

College student isekai part. Reader is doing a essay on Douma

Demon Slayer

Pairing None

Warnings: Dreaming, Falling from a cloud, Pteradactl, Douma of course knows English

Summery: Reader is writing an essay on Douma for a College course, however, falls asleep. They dream about The Flame Hashira, and somehow ends up falling into the Demon Slayer World and found by Douma and tries to wake themselves up. Reader is dressed in Star Pajama bottoms and a Pokemon T-shirt. I think I posted this before??? I don't recall

Segment:

You rewatched a video on youtube in regards of the Life of Douma, and got to work. Following the video up with Akaza’s Epic version of his theme song on repeat. It was your current song fixation, and you had a hard time varying from it this week.

It wasn’t long that you continued with the essay. It was five pages and it was only based on Douma’s childhood so far. 

You looked up at the clock, it was 3 am. You yawned with exhaustion finally kicking in. Sleep overtook you fast. 

You dreamt that you were in high school all over again. Normally, your dream self would panic thinking you were about to miss a class, or that you were late for transportation. 

Upon seeing a head of Firey blond hair in front of your classroom you blinked realizing you were dreaming. Looking around the classroom you saw a world map, and multitude of historical figures. 

You were dreaming that Rengoku was your history teacher? Fuck if that was the case he would have inspired you to be a historian ages ago. “I’m spending too much time on Demon Slayer music and fanfictions…and that Essay…”

“SPEAKING OF ESSAYS!” Rengoku’s voice boomed out, “There is one due Monday in regards of the ban of Sword carrying, how people got around the law, and Ronin that went against the law!” 

Oh yeah, if this man was your history teacher in High School, you would have been a historian, with the way he excitedly talked about it, you were excited to write it. You however blinked. Wait this is a dream? I can take this into whatever direction I want!

It wasn’t often that you caught yourself Lucid Dreaming. You stood up from your desk, causing Rengoku to call out your name, “What are you doing?”

You paused, unsure of how or if to answer. The two of you were adults, it was a dream, you could make it spicy, but you never had a dream that actually finished that was Spicy in content.  Rengoku called out your name again sounding confused, and you smiled, “weren’t you teaching us the fineness of swordsmanship sir?”

The scene changed and Rengoku blinked at that, now it was just you and him outside of his family home, the both of you in period clothing, and bokkens in your hands. “YES! I was! Now What I want you to do is five hundred sword lunges in perfect form.”

Your face fell as you came to the realization that Rengoku was training you. All his Tsugoku’s ran off with the exception of Kanroji due to rigorous training. You were a downright moron. Then again it was a dream? You weren’t going to feel it in the morning. 

As you continued your lunges, “Rengoku-Sama, have you ever trained while on clouds?”

Rengoku blinked again, as the two of you randomly were in the sky training on clouds. “Nope, but I am now! This is amazing although frightening!” He started to laugh boisterously as you continued with finishing up your lunges. “Alright! Great job! Be Careful with your step! We’re going to work on the first form of Flame Breathing. Rising Scorching Sun!”

You froze in place, Flame Breathing on a cloud? Would that make it evaporate?  “I thought you only taught Tsugokus how to do Flame Breathing, I assumed, this was just training Rengoku-sama…”

Rengoku said your name, “but you are my Tsugoku! Now watchout! RISING SCORCHING SUN!” He pushed you out of the way of an attacking Pterodactyl and sliced its head off. Your fear of the attack evaporating the cloud was valid, as the cloud fell apart and you started to fall back to the earth, with a sickening feeling in your chest and stomach. 

You sat forward scared shitless, feeling like you actually fell. Your head hurt and it was dark around you. You went to grab at your sheets, only to grab grass. You blinked, That’s not right… 

You finally started to take in your surroundings. This was not your bedroom, this was a forest. 'Fuck I’m still dreaming arn’t I? Okay, come on brain, take me to a lake or something so I can go swimming.' 

Nothing happened. You closed your eyes, thinking of your bedroom. Expecting to wake up on your soft bed, plush pillow. Opening your eyes this time finding someone walking towards you. As they came closer, you noticed the blondish white hair, and you couldn’t pin down the colors of the eyes, as there were multiple colors shining. Like a rainbow. You heard something spoken in Japanese, and you started shuffling backwards “Oh no no no no no. I was having a nice dream and now it’s Douma, fuck I need to take a break from anime. Come on, wake up.”

The man paused upon hearing his name and tilted his head. You felt yourself backing up into a tree, and you slapped your face. He said something again, and you just cried out, “I DON’T WANT TO BE EATEN! WAAAAA” 

His smile this time fell, however he tilted his head the other way as if in thought. “English? Are you Foreign?” You froze looking up at him, giving him the clue that he was right. “Curious…You’re scared? Why?” He paused, placing a finger to his chin. “You obviously know me, you said my name…something about a dream and being eaten? Am I correct?”

You nodded, “Ye-yes….” You squeaked out. 

“Oh Dear me, rest assured, I don’t eat people.” He smiled tilting his head as he lied, “What is your name since you know mine.” You muttered your name trying to scoot more into the tree. “That’s a pretty name.” Douma reached out a hand, to help you up. “Come on, no reason to be afraid.”

You gulped, muttering to yourself, “Why couldn’t I have had a nightmare with Akaza or something…”

Douma froze, coming to a realization. “You know Akaza? You’re not dreaming Little Dove. You’re coming with me.” One second you were on the ground, the next you were over his shoulder causing you to yelp. 

“Shit shit shit, WAKE UP!” You screamed at yourself. 

Douma hummed, “Again~ you’re not dreaming. But if you’re going to continue screaming, I’m going to have to knock you out Dove.” 

However you couldn’t comprehend how this wasn’t a dream. How were you not sleeping, why wouldn’t you wake up? Did you lose control of your lucid dreaming?

With your continued panic, you blacked out from a hit to the neck. 

[dulledtalons]

look how they massacred my girl*. tore her to shreds and she was never the same.

*: The Project Sekai cut of Mesmerizer and its Master chart

needlessly long mesmerizer ramble under read more.

tl;dr i’m obsessed with the storytelling of this song and cutting it the way they did was like watching the netflix anime adaptation of a favourite manga.

okay really i’m just salty because it feels like every section of mesmerizer is an important part of the song, each a crucial rising action to the climax.

musically, yes the interlude before the miku/teto hypnotism portion is just an instrumental. but when you factor in the MV, it’s another setup for the twist in the final chorus. i’d argue it’s a more important setup than even the first chorus, since the escalating complexity of the quiz answers is the first obvious sign of something being off, compared to teto’s blinking morse code that is more of a detail you catch on a rewatch.

the hypnotism portion is another key part of the song: in the MV, it reveals more story crumbs and shows the eponymous mesmerising happening. it’s very structurally different from the first verse — the quiz segment was a signal of the song’s shift in tone, and the hypnotism portion begins the song’s “descent” proper by really switching things up.

the penultimate chorus (the bridge…? i don’t know) is the final buildup to the twist. while it brings back the chorus lyrical structure, the instrumental changes, now emptier and distinctly missing something. when teto starts singing, the instrumental overwhelms you once again, mirroring teto’s mounting anxiety. teto doesn’t have any backing vocal/harmony here, and combined with her higher register, it really sounds like she’s screaming for her life. the music gets more and more frantic, the perfect buildup for everything to just explode in that final chorus.

so yeah i’m just slightly peeved about the cuts that they had to make to the song and the wasted potential of the chart. to be fair, magical cure love shot got basically the same treatment where the instrumental intro and outros were cut down, and some weird cutting of the song had to be done to fit the game length. a bunch of people say that “well (song name here) is longer than 2min!” (looking at you especially, melt) but these tend to be much older releases on project sekai, and i believe every recent song has been roughly 2:00-2:20 in length.

it’s been a month, so maybe i’m late to the game and everyone’s already aired out their grievances on the game cut of mesmerizer… but it’s ok. i need to get my feelings out on this song

[vro0m]

vro0m’s rewatch - 164.2/310

2015 US GP

Part 2 of the US GP review : the podium and the postrace interviews.

On the podium, Lewis seems very happy. I don't know why but it's not sinking in for me? It seems like any other win lol. Lewis signs himself.

Then he touch Seb’s back as always, puts a hand on Nico's shoulder and says a few words to him. Nico is not even trying to not look utterly pissed. I can't blame him.

Seb doesn't even have time to set down his trophy before Lewis starts spraying him with champagne. 

Paddy pours Nico's champagne down his race suit while Nico turns his back to the crowd and looks down.

It doesn't spoil Lewis' mood though. He's ecstatic now!

Sir Elton John is leading the interviews, weirdly. He's wearing a black and gold Adidas tracksuit which is. A choice. For a podium. Lewis says he can't believe he's here. "It's Elton John !"

He thanks the crowd for being here and standing in the rain, he hopes they put on a good show for them today. He can't find the right words to say how it feels. He couldn't have done it without this team that really took him on board. "I love you guys, thank you so much for everything you do for me." And to his family at home, they're watching. And teamLH, "Still I rise." 

Nico is laconic. He's very disappointed, he doesn't know what happened. He thanks the crowd as well. He reiterates he’s disappointed. No word about Lewis, who's talking with Seb.

Seb started 14th and finished 3rd. He says being that fast gives him hope for what's to come. But it doesn't feel great when you cross the line and know you can't fight for the championship anymore. He congratulates Lewis who's done a superb job all year, congratulations to his team, but they're getting close and hopefully they can fight them next year.

"And Lewis, celebrations tonight?" Elton John says. "Are you throwing a party?" he answers. "I'm gonna party, I'm playing tonight later…" – "I'm gonna be there," Lewis says. "I wouldn't miss it for the world." 

The crowd chants his name until he lifts off his trophy to them. Lewis, Paddy and Elton take a photo together.

Niki says it's very good they have another 3 times world champion. "Can't complain!" He says it was the best race ever to watch. Ted says he must have thought at some point it wouldn't get done today or even maybe that they wouldn't win the race. He says he was most worried about Seb passing Nico and the whole thing being delayed. Everybody did a very good job, the whole team, which is the most important. What does he think of Lewis' achievement? Does he think he can get better from there? "No, he's only as good as I am, " he says, deadpan. Then he laughs. "I'm joking. Three world championships! He will get better and win more, I don't worry !" 

Toto is very happy as well. They're blasting music in the garage. He says Lewis deserves the title for sure, he was brilliant in his driving, he also was lucky the car didn't let him down this season. Nico was a little bit less lucky. It was a bit of a difficult one today for Nico so they need to build him up again over the next couple of days but next year, new rules, and he'll give it another go. Simon is handed the trophy. He says he hasn't had a word with Nico yet. They need to keep the balance right within the team "so it's always between headteacher, psychologist, father, brother, team boss." Simon asks why they didn't pit Lewis during that second safety car. He says it's because they would have had to stack them which means losing time. They weren't sure if it was the right call. There were a lot of marginal calls during the race. Simon asks if he has a message for the people back in the factories. Toto sets down his glass of champagne, grabs the trophy, and says "Yes I have a message, this is yours, you've won it!" 

We see the F1 world champions standings. It goes like this at this point :

Michael Schumacher 7

Juan Manuel Fangio 5

Alain prost 4

Sebastian Vettel 4

Jack Brabham (literally never heard his name before?!) 3

Jackie Stewart 3

Niki Lauda 3

Nelson Piquet 3

Ayrton Senna 3

Lewis Hamilton 3

Simon says "Of course the great, the legendary Michael Schumacher still way out in front… But then again, Lewis AND Sebastian Vettel have got plenty more years in them yet." Indeed. 

Lewis was asked if it was a dream come true in his press conference. He says he's overwhelmed at the moment. His first British championship, his dad and he drove home singing "we are the champions". He says he owes it all to his dad and family who supported him all these years and sacrificed so much for him to be here, and the positive energy he gets from his fans. He realises that while he gets to enjoy driving a Formula 1 it's really a platform he can use to inspire young people and he hopes that they got from today to never give up on their dreams and hopes and to keep working at it. There were many points he thought he'd lost the race but not for one second he believed he couldn't do it. Nico drove a fantastic race, he's been driving fantastically well. "So mad respect for him as my teammate." He calls it a humbling experience especially to equal Ayrton Senna who meant so much to him and still does today. He smiles. He feels very very blessed. 

While they start asking questions to Nico, Lewis hides his eyes behind his hand. He's emotional.

Then he says something to Seb with a smile but Seb barely reacts.

Nico says he got wheelspin which never ever happened to him before even in testing (that’s not true they complained of it several times during starts). They need to look into it later but it was obviously really really tough to lose the lead and the win like that, because he was feeling really good at that point. "And turn one… Yeah for sure was very aggressive… Pfff…" He's literally pouting and sulking. "What am I gonna say you know? You've seen it again, I haven't seen it you know so how the hell– I can't comment yet. I need to see it as always. You know for sure it was extremely aggressive. We hit each other. Well I would say Lewis came into me. So… Obviously that's not good but." The camera pans out to a larger angle. Lewis is frozen beside him with a poker face. Seb is frowning. 

Back to the broadcast, Paddy is wearing a world champion shirt and a Pirelli cowboy hat. "I'm not built to Texas scale," he jokes as he demonstrates the hat being way too big for his head. Paddy says it means a lot to him personally because he's worked with Lewis throughout his career and he's been there for his three championships. He's not trying to claim any credit because it's a huge team working for it. 

Hill picks up on him saying Nico and Lewis are a good pairing for a team. He asks what Nico brings that makes him work well with Lewis in that aspect. Paddy says it's because they have such different characters but are equally able to get the very best out of the car and push each other. He says it's underestimated how important of a factor that is in a team. The two drivers pull each other up on a bad day, because every driver has a bad day, and they need a reference from the other side of the garage. It's fantastic having these two guys because they're both really top of their game. He doesn't think Lewis could have gotten where he's gotten in the last two years without Nico on the other side of the garage. That's a genuinely interesting point of view. 

They show him the start and when they touched. Paddy says although he didn't study it in detail, Lewis came on the radio and said he didn't mean to do that. He still calls it a tough manoeuvre to throw on a teammate, legal or not, and he suspects he had way less grip than he needed. 

Then they ask him why they didn't pit him. He says the right call was to pit during the VSC and they did so with the leading car. Stacking the cars would have caused issues to the second car which is why they didn't pit Lewis. They agree Kvyat crashing was a turning point and the race might have gone differently if he hadn't, although Nico really lost when he went wide. 

He says it's a tough day for Nico, but he'll bounce back. Johnny also asks if he thinks we've seen the best of Lewis Hamilton (l-m-a-o) and Paddy says with much nuance "we're seeing the best" and then he adds "as we go on." He further explains that that year was his best performance but who knows where the limit is, because he might do even better the next year. Hill asks about Lewis getting more comfortable with the team. Paddy says he thinks getting a second title the previous year he "became much more at home with himself" and relaxed into the job.

Oh and we're actually gonna hear more from Lewis! He says he feels very relaxed right now, overdue a drink with the team, but he's buzzing and has a hard time putting it into words.

He says it's the greatest feeling he's felt in his life. He can't believe it and it was such a fun race! He describes it, ups and downs, Nico being 10 seconds ahead at some point and then he came back with strength. He says he never gave up. He talks straight to the camera. He hopes he made his mom proud, his dad, Linda, Nick, his sisters, his aunties, all his family, team LH, he hopes he made them all proud and he loves them all and is thankful for all the support all these years.

He reiterates there wasn't one second of the race he didn't believe he couldn't do it. He's interrupted by some woman to whom he smiles wide and who comes to kiss him on the cheek.

"From one three world champion to another three world champion (sic)", she says. I think it's Jackie Stewart's wife? She tells him well done and he thanks her and says it's good to see her. 

Rachel asks Lewis what Jackie Stewart told him. Lewis says firstly it was great to have him come over and he's such a great champion. It's a great feeling being congratulated by him. He said he remembered how it felt for him and it must be doubly great for him. Lewis says he doesn't know why he said that but he doesn't think anyone can feel as good as he does right now. "I just wanna dance, but I can't!" he chuckles.

Lmaoooo Lewis please. Grow up. She asks him such a great question and he gets so defensive. "You've been pushed by your teammate, how much of your success can you put down to having someone who challenges you so much in the same team?" He stops smiling.

He stutters. He says it's a difficult question. He doesn't think it's a large chunk of it. "It's really down to my guys, my group, the whole team obviously working together and myself as a driver, it's just work that I do on my own," he continues to stutter. "I never really leant on someone else to pull me along the way, you know, I just had to try and find it myself." And that's really what he had to do today, he says, and he gets back to the race and changes subject. He really had to improve his own driving while he was out there (I just wanna note here that along the way this year he got into the habit of saying whilst instead of while and it throws me off everytime it sounds so weird.) to be able to compete with Nico. He was destabilised by the question at first but he's found his footing again now as he’s answering so he says of course it's great to have a teammate that's pushing and helping the development of the car. 

Rachel says "please tell me you're not gonna celebrate with just watermelon juice tonight like you did last year?"

He shakes his head. "Definitely not. No, definitely– lots of change… Tequila tonight." – "Enjoy!" she answers.

He laughs, thanks her, and moves on. 

It's hilarious hearing them talk about how great and important he is to British sports with all that came after and the smear campaigns basically. They say Bernie himself thinks he's a great champion and so proactive and all that. 

Jackie Stewart gets there. He says he's so happy he was there and Lewis is so happy, justly so. He drove a good hard race. Jackie Stewart says he knew he'd never race again when he won his third, unlike Lewis who's looking forward to being able to win more titles. He's got a lot of years ahead of him and he's got every opportunity to win four or five (lol, or six or seven?). Simon asks if he thinks it's possible, in the current car, how long can they continue. Stewart chuckles. "It could be five or six!" (here ya go!) Mercedes is so superior right now, the engine, the chassis, the engineering talent they have, it's outstanding. Seb won 4 titles back to back and that's the type of things you can do when you have that superiority. Johnny says we've seen Lewis' talent grow and grow and grow, I don't understand his question. He says Stewart was critical of F1 and drivers needing a hand and asks if he would help him out. I don't get it. Stewart says he couldn't help him out because his days are passed. Funnily enough he thinks driving-wise it doesn't change, he says. He says all the great drivers of the past people love to bring up had the same way of driving, he cites a bunch of them and he says Lewis can go ahead and do it that way. You're always learning and the older you get the more you learn and the more you can adapt to some of the idiosyncrasies that you would have previously wrestled with. (Ahhhh! He's so right! We’ve seen it happen with Lewis!) You learn how to put them aside and go around them rather than fight them. He thinks Lewis is now at that point when before he was fighting them (YES ABSOLUTELY JACKIE!) and the three men standing there all say yes. Now he could mature a little bit maybe by being more confident, given he has won three titles and you don't need to race hard all the time to win (I don't think he knows how to race any other way than hard though lol). Johnny asks him if it excites him to see him on track because it excites him because he's always on. Stewart says he is exciting to watch whereas Prost wasn't exciting to watch because he was so smooth and clean. He adored the way he drove, just like Jim Clarke (he rambles about them a bit). Simon says everybody would like to see Ferrari on par with Mercedes in 2016. He asks if we put Seb and Lewis in a Mercedes, who does he bet on? Stewart says he thinks three teams are completely capable if they get it right : Ferrari, RedBull, and Mercedes. They have more money and resources than the others. (He rambles again, old man.) He says drivers like Sebastian Vettel and Lewis are so well placed within these teams, and he also cites Alonso who he says has one of the best heads in Formula 1 (All I can think of is : “How's your head? Never had any complaints.”). He thinks they all can win a lot of races. Simon asks again : in a straight fight, Seb against Lewis? He makes a face. He thinks right now Lewis is the fastest driver in F1. Johnny backs him up, "absolutely". 

Seb is disappointed to have lost the title. But it was a very good race and the car was good, even in mixed conditions. He says he's not predicting "I don't have…" he gets a demented smirk, "you're a woman so I have to be careful but…" she chuckles, he smiles more. "I have balls but I don't have a crystal one." He says he doesn't wanna know the future, he knows they're working very hard, but first they have to finish this season in style. She says Lewis said he wants a battle with him next year. You can see him swallow and then smile. Istg. He says of course he's keen on that if it goes the other way around. 

Nico. She asks him first about the start but he says no he'd rather talk about other things first if it's okay. He talks about his mistake. He says again it never happened before and it was weird. He's really confused about it. The race was his. He finally congratulates Lewis and says he deserved to win the WDC. He's had a great season and drove well and he was consistent. And finally, turn one. He says it didn't have a big impact on the race because he was able to get back in the lead (that's true). He says he just looked at it and he was ahead mid corner and so he had a right to the track. So Lewis was too aggressive, took it one step too far. That's not okay. She asks if he told him that. He says no, because he just saw it now. They haven't spoken. He says apart from his mistake it was an awesome race, all over the place, great battles. She asks if he realises the cap Lewis threw him was just his (girl you're brave). "On the podium? Oh you mean in the room…" He says it was nothing. "It's just our typical games." (!!!) He sniffs. She asks if he has the stomach to try again next year. He says he's not thinking about next year, he's trying to digest today.

[tetzoro]

EEEP my precious lil aimsies !! how are you doing lately my love ?? are things at work okay ?? teehee i am here and snuggling up while i write my silly lil essay response because i fear my fingers just keep typing 🙂‍↕️

starting off i must tell you that you do not ever need to apologize for taking your time, i know things get busy !! i’m just happy to be able to chat with you no matter what <3 you’re a ray of light and i couldn’t ask for anything more !! :3 TAKE YOUR TIME MY LOVELY !!

oh my gosh so, ONE PIECE !! i started watching it and i am still in the mint hair tan zoro era (bring him back please…) and AGHHH it is just so good !! i avoided it for so long because of how long it is but it is seriously such a fun lil watch !! i haven’t gotten too far (like rlly… im on episode 7 HELP) but i rlly like it and cant wait to watch more !! <3 i have some edits saved of zoro because sigh… what a dreamy man. you have very good taste mhm mhm 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️you must show me your figure !! im sure he looks like such a cutie !!

AHHH windbreaker !! YOU MUST WATCH !! i am very curious to see who your favorite will be :3 i have a hunch you might like togame but we sha’ll see !! :0 other than that i’ve watched hells paradise ( VERY GOOD. VERY VERY GOOD. PHEWWWW aza my beloved… you must watch methinks ) and i watched 2001 fruits basket !! mostly just rewatching my favs lately because i miss my babies </3 whats next after windbreaker for you aimsies ?? also, oh my goodness. i have not watched ultraman rising but i want to SO BADDD !! i will report back when i do i swear it !! <3

WAHHH kuromy wedding kuromy wedding my beloveds <3 i almost whisked you away from how beautiful you looked aimsies <3 your commission was absolutely beautiful !! T^T me and kou were living it up with our bestest buddies and we were soso happy to have gotten an invitation !! kou wanted to do the worm on the dancefloor but i saved us the embarrassment… that man knows no bounds i swear it sigh…

YES YES !! me and akaashi universe >:3 me and keiji have our own seperate self ship !! kou is my beloved forever but keiji needs some of my lovin’ once in a while <3 he is so handsome and dreamy… oh i could talk about him for absolute days SOBBBB !!!

EEEK TINKY WEDDING TIME ?! ABSOLUTELY !! so the theme is like a springy flowery vibe yknow ?? but dont worry, i included inspo for you teehee !!

here in the links we have the dress, cake, isle inspo, colors, bridesmaids dresses, all that !! i think kou would wear a cute lil sage colored suit but i cant decide… he would look scrumptious none the less !! as far as location, anything that has nice weather and springy vibes !! i cant think of something exact but when i do i will tell you !! >//< you are invited as one of my bridesmaids <3 tetsu has to be there as a groomsmen for his best buddy !! im sure you two would look absolutely darling at our wedding !! <3

linkies !! — https://pin.it/22bdrzCqu , https://pin.it/1R26XCkaT , https://pin.it/39kyEJuIM , https://pin.it/2BHbKM6yB , https://pin.it/1fOKDDolT

oh my gosh HAIKYUU MOVIE !! i only saw it once and i am still upset about it </3 sigh. i wanted to watch it atleast 15 times it was SO GOOD !! i went by myself to the theater and i was living it up in my seat with my popcorn in hand 🙂‍↕️ i laughed out loud at the funny parts because EMBARRASSMENT WILL NOT STOP ME FOR HAIKYUU !! you in your lil nekoma jersey PLS you are so adorable <3 repping your man i see !! highschool sweetheart au my BELOVED !!!!!!!! you two are so cute im gushing and bursting at the seams </3

YES sanemi and bakugo we must gush. WE MUST !! bakugo looks so good in season 7… he deserves a smooch immediately !! AND OH MY GOSH aimsies if you arent caught up with demon slayer YOU MUST !! the animation was absolutely INCREDIBLE im soso hyped for the last season T^T sanemi looked so scrumptious… do we think he’d let me motorboat him be honest… </3 HELP but i must know if you watch demon slayer subbed or dubbed !! sanemis dub voice just does it for me… phew that man. that MAN 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

WAHHH its time for kuromy question !! YIPEEE MY OTP !! so, what is your favorite piece of clothing kuroo wears ?? is it his suit ?? a certain shirt ?? i must know !! and what about you ?? does he have a favorite outfit of yours ?? TELL ME ALL !!

SOBSOB i love you so very much aimsies, you are an absolute precious star that shines brighter every night !! i absolutely adore you and i appreciate you being such a kind lovely person always !! T^T holding your hand while we share some yummy desserts and talk all night long !! I LOVE YOUUUUU !! <3

- :3

BELOVED (´ ˘ `｡ ) ! ! hi my sweet angel how are you !! oh i’ve missed you so terribly much i am sorry for the delay teehee ෆ work has been so so so busy (which i like tbh) but i don’t have as much time to be silly ;( ! luckily things are calming down so i am hoping to be a little more active ! summers are also always busy in gen but PHEW !

so. one piece. status report. (which episode are you on?) MINT HAIR TAN ZORO OHHHH UR SO CORRECT. rlly bummed the remake won’t be honoring that either, it hurts my heart >_< ! here’s a few of my zoro figures teehee i want more…. i NEED more. (i also have his sword 🥹🤍💫)

the middle pic lowkey being a shrine ? don’t look at me .

sob. i made it to episode 8 of windbreaker before my heart was stolen by a sith lord … (qimir from the acolyte). now i feel like im too late to the game LOL i may give it another try soon :’) i loooove love love togame and suo so far, but its too soon to selfship. who are your faves !!! i am writing down all the animes, noting them for my watch list ! fruits basket is so dear to me ): im a shigure fucker… yes yes throw tomatoes. i can fix him, alright !!!! and ofc i looooove kyo :’) what about you?? also did u watch ultraman mweheheh

EEEEE KUROMY WEDDING ! i miss it so much, what a fun time!! i’m so happy you enjoyed it :’) mwah mwah i love u.

akaashi selfship WEEEEEE ! he def needs some good loving so im so happy you’re here for him :’) ! you guys are already so precious to me !!!

TINKY WEDDING SHUT UPPPPP ITS AMAZING STUNNING SHOWSTOPPING ! and you want me to be a bridesmaid ? :’) AND IF I SOB !!!!!!! i’m absolutely obsessed, you guys are such an amazing couple and the wedding is gorgeous. i love u two so much !!! 🥹🤍

i miss the haikyuu movie, i dream of kuroo flexing his biceps every night , i yearn for him to come back to me .. sigh. the bokuto and akaashi cameo :’) i really wish we got to see their game animated but they might cut it … fingers crossed for OVA !

ohhhhhhh oh bakugo. i’ve come back around to him i fear this last month (im v shy about mha LOL) but he looks so amazing ! idk if u saw the manga ending at all so i will zip my lips but he’s so :’) miss him. AND SANEMI EEEEEP ! he’d def let you motorboat him. well, he would say “do whatever you want” and then have a big ole blush on his face when you do it !!! he tries to act indifferent but he’s so mushy gushy inside hehe

KUROMY QUESTION !! so i love kuroo’s suits. he has so many and he looks amazing in them all … but. i will say. him wearing grey sweats and a tight white tee will always have me in a chokehold. and if his hair is down + a little wet ? OH BROTHERRRRRR . he looks so cute in his comfy clothes :( also he has lil kuromi pj bottoms he likes to wear + match with me heheh

as for me ?? he loves whenever i wear his clothes tbh LOL if i put on one of his button ups and some cozy socks, he’s following me around all day :’) but he also loves whenever i wear a dresss hehe + he loves my style ! waaahh. he’s my biggest hype man i adore him.

TINKY QUESTION TIME. so, you guys surprise each other with a fun lil date. what’s his look like? what does yours ?? i wanna hear all !!

MY BELOVED :3 ! i love you so very much and i blow a kiss to every star in the sky for you !! you’re such a sweetheart and it always warms my heart to see you in my notifs. whether it be our lil pen pals love notes (like so) or just little comments WAAAAH. you are a gift and a treasure and i’m smoochin ur forehead !!!! I LOVE YOUUUU !!!!!!!!

[inthiseternalmoment]

Watched the Yu-Gi-Oh movie

Been rewatching a lot of childhood movies/shows and it’s been a BLAST. Recently rewatched Pokémon hero’s: the Legend of Latios and Latias.

10/26/2023

Rewatching these movies is so enjoyable because I can look at these things that I loved as a kid with my more expanded perspective. Yes, they were funny as all hell. And at the same time, I still feel the magic I felt when I first watched them.

I think I left my cards with my parents, so whenever I get the chance to visit them, I wanna check that box of sentimental items. I’m glad I decided to keep at least some things from my childhood.

…

All this rewatching is also prompting me to revisit childhood memories and feelings. I identify now that I was able to recognize when “stirrings” were coming up within me signifying my same-sex attraction.

I think the reason I was having trouble fully understanding them was because I didn’t really have many examples of my feelings being expressed in the games/shows/movies I was watching. It was just something I shouldered on my own.

Looking back, it wasn’t surprising that I shouldered it on my own, seeing as how I was already shouldering so much. What was just one more thing?

And altogether, I think the early days of my “stirrings” were easy enough to “manage” because they weren’t very strong. It was only when I continued into high school where the feelings became really apparent.

I know now that we’re only ever faced with the aspects of ourselves that we’re ready to integrate. Looking back on my journey until now, I see how that has been true time and time again.

I’m happy to be reconnecting with my younger self over the past few years. There were so many thoughts and feelings that were tabled at that time because I could only handle so much. Being where I am now, it’s as if I’m calling together everything that has been separated/tabled, and I’m feeling whole as a result.

I know we’re not ever “fully” whole in the sense that we are fragments, but I feel that every piece of the fragment of source that I am has really started to coalesce into the original piece of source that I was at the beginning of this journey.

Cindy (ladyoftheforrest444) says that once the “curtains rise,” all 1st wave individuals will suddenly feel connected to all that is and be able to reunite with one another. I personally don’t know if I am in that crowd, but I would welcome it if I am. Ultimately, I don’t think it matters, though, because I know we’re on the verge of great change in our reality. What is meant for me cannot miss me.

Hidden/suppressed tech will come out soon enough, and the world as we know it will begin its complete overhaul into the new milllenium.

I use the word Millenium because of Yu-Gi-Oh.

And it’s fitting!

[jalluzas-ferney]

OMGG YESS - CUZ LIKE NOSTALGIA BLIND PPL ARE SO ANNOYING IM SO SORRY😭😭😭

It’s always on Tik tok tooo like I rejoined Tik tok around a month ago after like a whole year or smth and so I started consuming Ninjago content form there too- and as a fan coming from tumblr it was soooo ….UUGHSHS

Like the edits adn hcs are great- there’s a lot of cool , sweet, Ninjago fans there but omg the comment sections can be SOOO annoying sometimes 😭😭 if I see one more person complain about the new character designs I’m gonna have to hack into the Tik tok headquarters and delete that app cuz I swear y’all r pissing me off too much💀💀 there’s always these people having to be like “ugh old Ninjago was better 😒😢” and shit like that and AUAHSHJSB

It’s even worse when u notice that it’s someone who like watched it only when they were a kid and happens to stumble upon some edit and decides to shit on how different it is or looks just cuz or nostalgia. Or like I saw a person go “oh I used to watch Ninjago but then after the movie they changed their designs…and they looked just so different like Zane was super robotic…Kai’s hair was so different ..(etc etc I don’t remember exactly what they said but i do remmeber them mentioning Zane’s robotic appeal which was already a thing before the movie?? And smth else ab another character) and I just…I just couldn’t do it “ SOMETHING along those lines in a way that sounded soo dramatic like I’m sorry you literally missed our on SEASON 8 because you got petty that they looked dif….

AND LOOK - I UNDERSTAND that change can be very deteriorating for some people - and I understand not watching a show cuz of the style or how it looks- but the design changes didn’t change for the worse?? Like at all- and the animation peaked after the movie cuz of the budget increase as well as the story like omg…watching season 8 as I binge rewatched Ninjago (cuz I was getting back into it) was so refreshing and I would even say I was magnified. Because of how the tone changed but in a good way, uk? Not only did like the story feel so much more captivating (for me) but exciting and interesting like DIEBWIHAY!:28!2@. And honestly? I PERSONALLY liked more these designs than the last ones. So the fact that people would pass off the opportunity to watch such a great season just because things are kinda different now. Stop assuming the worst just cuz something is different from what your used to. I understand that the change must be very like/ impacting for fans back then when they suddenly changed the designs that they had gotten used to and loved, but at the end of the day, being so clung to nostalgia just ends up ruining things for your just having a closed mind to discovering and experiencing new things that you might actually really like and enjoy, and honestly ruin it for others. Because you just have to ruin the mood by being all grumpy and upset everytime anyone brings up that new different thing.

That’s brings us to dragons rising, where people look at some snippets about it and automatically assume the worst like “ugh what did they do to Jay and coke they aren’t here 😢😒 “ or “ugh now one will ever replace morro as the master of wind- who the hell is this stupid pick me girl 😕🙄”(referring to Euphrasia and yes I have actually seen people calling her a pick me girl…) or even the example given by op ab wyldfire and Kai…and it feels like they’re already walking into these plataforms with a closed mind and looking at these spoilers already expecting the worst because I mean let’s be honest, any kind of change to them will be bad anyways so there’s no way of conforming to these ppl. Like I don’t know what they expected, obviously it isn’t gonna be the same as before it’s a basically a new series(a light spinoff) so of COURSE it’s gonna have new characters (with elemental powers because ofc it just makes everything more fun and interesting and etc) of COURSE they’re exploring new concepts and worlds and etc and this whole new freshness is also the reason why so many people love it because for many of us at least it does feel like Ninjago (heck they’ve been to the moon and the depths of the ocean I don’t think you can really pin point what feels like Ninjago or what not - uk what I mean? ) and yet it also offers so many new concepts and adventures for our favourite characters to go through as well as new characters - that not only introduces new dynamics but also helps build even more character for not only these new ones but for the old ones! And add new character arcs and etc (like Lloyd becoming a master or Kai having to deal with Wyldfire) . Just because an era is over doesn’t mean the new one will be trash or is Inherently bad. Keep an open mind and stop assuming the worst just cuz the old is dead. You should have seen the end of that era coming ever since it began.

AND YES- your totally entitled to proffering the og designs and the older seasons! Like obviously I should k be saying this. As well as you have every right to just simply dislike other seasons or the newer designs cuz they’re not your cup of tea. The problem begins when someone just starts blindly hating just because of their nostalgia and hate towards change - all meanwhile not actyakky knowing anything about this new thing and not even bothering to do any more thinking about it,research, or simply giving it a chance. And it’s also an issue when your just stating ur uo being annoying - LIKE IM SORRY BUT💀💀 cuz these people will just come to some post that has anything with I dunno,an edit of one of the ninja and it’s all with his post movie design and they’ll just go to the comments section just to hate on the new and mourn the old when no one trully cares like dude…you just gotta come and be negative for no reason like yeah it’s just straight up, simply, insufferable. It’s 2023- you should be used to it by now 😭

(FYCK THIS GOT REAL LONG 💀💀💀)

I hate how there are a ton of people posting about how Wyldfyre is apparently the "Elemental Master of Fire", and then using it to trash her and proclaim Kai as soooo much better.

And then there are the people in the comments agreeing with them, saying "old Ninjago was better"

Fucking nostalgia blind fans. They piss me the fuck off.

I have literally never seen a post like that on Tumblr. If anyone was saying she's the Elemental Master of Fire, they were generally confused, and didn't know she was the Elemental Master of Heat.

But fans on Instagram & TikTok (not all, but quite a lot) literally just use her to hate on the new seasons.

[squib-2006]

Next

I am going to rewatch one episode of ninjago a day until I ether give up or finish

I will put my thoughts down as I watch it and rate each episode out of ten.

Day 1

Ep 1 rise of the snakes

The old monastery was so empty

Those controllers are huge

I want to play what they are playing why can’t this be a real game

Not cool sensei wu you didn’t even let them save

Cole talks with Kai’s voice wow he is magic

Yes the tornado of creation the super op move that will only be used three(I think it’s three might be wrong) times throughout the intire series, but seriously so my situations could have been solved if they just made the tornado

The game magically didn’t reset and erase there progress

The people that “spotted lord garmadon” need to get glasses. How do you confuse an adult dark warlord, with a literal 10 year old

The ninja bumping into eachother looks so awkward but is still somehow funny

Jay being awkward around nya is always good for my Jaya heart

Really Kai you could have killed someone with opening the door with out checking if someone was under it

Also did the monastery always have a dragon stable or did they have to add it

Jay falling=peek Comedy

Kai stop being sexist to your sister

I miss the dragons they were so cool

Rocky and Cole friendship my beloved

Jays voice was so much lower in the first season it sounds weird to me cuz I’m used to him screeching every five seconds

Dragon acrobatics are cool

Jamanakai village the og village I wish we could go visit it in the newer seasons because I love how it looks

BABY LLOYD MY BELOVED
YOUR LAUGH GIVES ME JOY

You get ur candy baby

Cole saying that he escaped again implies this isn’t the first time they have delt with him

Wow these adults are a-holes. They gust throw rotten fruit at a child

Kai your parents literally fought in the serpentine wars your telling me they never mentioned anything about the serpentine ever

Why are they carrying Lloyd like that

Oh my god I remember them putting Lloyd up on the sign and finding it funny as a kid but now this just seems cruel

Zane paid for all that candy with a single coin

Mucacho, kai just called Lloyd muchacho. Why

Now they’re just bullying Lloyd with candy

“Kai about to get on his dragon” top ten moments before disaster

Why does wu have a dragon saddle bag

And you cannot tell me wu didn’t put that there on purpose to motivate them

What is it with kai and Cole steeling each other’s voices.

If it’s the “ancient language of our ancestors” how do you know how to read it. Like I know your a robot but still Zane I don’t think doctor Julian programed that in

This prophecy is incorrect because Lloyd is the green ninja

This competition is so stupid

I should just start a counter for how many times kai and Cole switch voices (3)

Setting up Kai’s obsession with the green ninja

How did Lloyd get to a snowy tundra wasn’t he just on a mountain village

Why is it so easy to open the tombs I think it should be a bit harder to release vengeful snake people

This Ice is so pretty

How is the snake now under Lloyds control if he hypnotized him self. Shouldn’t he be under his own control

Sneks

Any time baby Lloyd laughs I want to grab him and jut hug him so hard he screams because it is so cute

Any time jay gets hit by something I giggle I don’t know why it’s so funny to me

The kendo suits look so weird to me for some reason

Rip Cole

The combat here seems so clunky compared to modern day ninjago

Baby fire ball is adorable

Jay looks so sad poor bean

Rip pole

Where did the other Shuriken of ice go?

Oh there it is

And then the one underneath coles foot magically goes back to Zane despite it being trapped in the ice

Cole could have chopped Zane’s legs off

Wow petty much jay

When Cole smashes down the scythe of quakes the grounds textures glitch

Sword of fire gets to hot for Kai to control because he is getting to angry more evidence that the golden weapons are sentient

How does the stone light on fire and in a perfect circle around kai

Sparkles are pretty

Lean ninja. They knew what they were doing

Wu gets mad at them for training yet he is the one who wanted them to train

Why are those watermelons so tiny like the cucumbers are larger then them

Baby Lloyd is so cute even when terrorizing villagers

Wu be smoking the good stuff

Kai doesn’t care until he remembers that nya is there. He really loves his little sister doesn’t he

Jays voice was really low when he said “that leaves us with one choice” and then the “run” broke my eardrums

Stealth 100

Not all of them have tails nya

Jay stop being sexist to nya

Kai shaking his head at jay gives me life

Kai ignores his sisters advise and looks the snakes in the eyes

Kai’s whole body flattened when he hit the wall

Also physical Comedy = peek comedy

Always look where your going Lloyd

Also Lloyd is somehow need the fountain now

No one listens to nyas advice they all stare at the snakes

By golly made me cringe

Maybe if you hadn’t strung Lloyd up like a piñata and taken him to wu so much of this whole show could have been avoided

Wu never teaches them anything they ask him to

Patience nya you just have to wait thirteen seasons and you can become a dragon

Why didn’t the anti venom cure Cole

Final thoughts

This is a good intro into the season but it drags on a bit with the green ninja tournament and without watching the pilots you might be a bit confused. Lloyd was as cute as I remembered. The ninja go the other hand were a bit boring. I liked the set up they did and the animation was good if not a bit clunky. Over all I give this episode a 7/10

[shurisneakers]

shut in [7]

Summary: When your high profile mission goes terribly wrong, you’re forced to hide in a safehouse with a man you’ve never met before. With seemingly nowhere else to go, you’re forced to work together to figure out who is trying to have you assassinated before it’s too late. (Sam Wilson x Reader, Hitman AU)

Warnings: cursing, implied abuse, death, implied ptsd, injuries, broken bone, origami and paper planes

Word count: 3.7k

A/N: ONE MORE WEEK !!!!!!!!! ONE MORE WEEK !!!!!!!! also gif is somewhat related except steve isn’t there sorry to crush any hopes

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Previous Part || Shut In Masterlist

“Is there a reason you’re back so early?”

Both of the men nervously glanced at each other, silently urging the other to talk. A quiet form of encouragement.

“We chec- we checked all the neighbouring towns. All your safehouses,” one of them finally sputtered up after his partner elbowed him in the ribs.

“And?”

“We coordinated with all our guys across the country to look for them-”

“All I’m hearing are a bunch of excuses,” they twirled the gun on its barrel like it was a plaything. “Get to the point.”

“No one knows where they’re hiding,” he finished, swallowing thickly. “We’re still looking though. We just thought-”

“What?” their voice was surprisingly calm. “That your little status update would impress me? That I’d feel sorry for you for working so hard?”

“N-no boss,” his partner finally pitched in, saving face for his companion who opened and shut his mouth wordlessly. “Just keeping you in the loop. We’re close, I can feel-”

“Do you remember what I told you the last time you were here?”

Both of them shut their mouths immediately. Knuckles white, nails digging into their skin as they clenched their fists shut.

“That you wanted them dead,” the first one said with faux confidence. A waver in his voice gave it away.

“Yes, but you’re forgetting the important part,” they tsk’ed, shaking their head, eyes downcast.

They didn’t give anyone a chance to react. They slammed the gun down, swiftly picking it up before taking aim at his partner’s face.

“I said I’d blow your brains out.” They pulled the trigger.

Bits of bone fragment and blood splattered across the first agent’s face. He inhaled sharply, chest rising and falling haphazardly. He had his eyes shut tightly, face away from the carcass slumped over next to him..

“I want every fucking part of this country searched,” they roared, throwing the gun to the side carelessly, leaving someone else to scurry after it. “And since it’s so fucking hard for you to finish two tasks, just get me their location.”

The agent barely nodded, looking like he was about to throw up. His partner’s blood trailed down the side of his face like sweat.

“I’ll kill them myself.”

Hugh Grant was starting to look less appealing on your 6th rewatch of Notting Hill. In fact, he was starting to blend together with the characters from Die Hard and it was becoming difficult to differentiate which part belonged to which movie.

Sam sat opposite to you at the dining table, a set of papers assigned in front of him. The TV was left on, serving as background noise and occasional fillers to substitute the lack of conversation.

“That movie is not making sense anymore,” he stated objectively.

“It stopped after the third time for me.” Your words were hushed, your focus remaining on the swan you were trying to create from scratch.

“If I hear her say ‘I’m just a girl, standing in front of a boy’ one more time, I actually think I’ll projectile vomit.” You could tell that his eyes didn’t shift from the screen though. “I can feel the bile. It’s going to happen.”

You only hummed in agreement, more interested in his lamenting than the actual movie.

Although origami wasn’t one of the skills you picked up in the fucking mafia, you still knew a few basic things. The rest you just folded with confidence and prayed it would work.

What other options did you have when you were stuck together in a house with no WiFi?

Sam had made a paper bowl to hold the car keys and the few dollars you picked up from Pierce’s place. It looked like it would fall apart at any given moment, its structural integrity questionable at best.

You had made a small flower that rested on the table in front of you. You were sure it would go missing the minute a draft entered the room.

He had given up after his contribution of the bowl. Apparently his creative expertise extended only towards that and paper airplanes, not that that stopped him. He was folding and manufacturing them with a vengeance.

“How is this supposed to help, Wilson?” you questioned, unable to contain the smile that grew on your face at the sheer number of planes he was making.

“Just because it’s not a decorative marvel-” he shot back in its defence, “-doesn’t mean it’s useless.”

“Oh, yeah? What else can it do other than not fly?” You watched as he launched one of them. It did a loop before falling miserably to the floor.

“Hey, you can put a message in it. Maybe one of those button trackers, a microphone. The possibilities are endless.” He laughed, folding another one out of the limited supply of paper he had left. “Besides, your thing won’t even lift off the ground.”

“Yeah, but this one can float.” You held up the swan that you had created. That about concluded your knowledge of origami.

“That’s actually… pretty cool,” he admitted. “Teach me how to make one.”

“A true master never reveals their secrets,” you eluded, placing it on the table.

“I dare you to make another.” Sneaky bastard. He knew you wouldn’t be able to replicate it. He saw you struggle the first time.

“Why, so you can just copy off of me?” you dodged, and Sam narrowed his eyes at you. You followed the same.

Neither of you blinked for a while.

“I’m out of paper,” he finally relented, gesturing to the fleet of planes that littered the table.

“I’m out of ideas.” You paused, looking down at how you’d spent the last hour. “Do you wanna go test these outside later?”

Sam looked up eagerly and you could just tell he was intending on getting competitive. “Hell yeah.”

“I’m going for a run in some time.” You got up to stretch your limbs, shrug off the fatigue that was setting in. Along the way you left the swan and one of the paper planes on top of the mini fridge alongside the car keys. It was cute. “We could do it then?”

“Sure,” he affirmed. “What time?”

“At around 6-” your eyes landed on the clock on the wall before widening, “-shit, shit, shit, I didn't realise it was five thirty. We have a call with Ransone.”

“Phone’s on the couch,” he mentioned to the living room, sitting up straight. “Why are you freaking out? We still got a few minutes to go.”

You pushed yourself away from the table, forcing yourself to shakie off the drowsiness that had begun to set in.

“You wouldn’t get it,” you mumbled, “He gets pissy if I don’t do things his way.”

You grabbed the phone, punching in the buttons and having it at the ready.

You noticed Sam focused on you with knitted eyebrows but not voicing whatever he had on his mind.

“Ready?” you questioned, but more as a formality. You had to do it regardless.

He simply nodded, looking on as you let the phone ring. If he had noticed your antsiness towards the call, he didn’t bring it up.

Ransone picked up on the last ring, not skipping a beat in answering, “Y/N.”

“Hey Ransone.” You switched the call to speakerphone.

“Are you alone?”

You glanced at Sam. He shook his head, arms crossed over his chest, edging you to continue with the arrangement you had planned the day prior.

Ransone trusted you more. He was more likely to communicate openly if Sam wasn’t around.

“Yeah, I am.”

“Where’s the other one?”

Sam silently scoffed.

“He’s taking a nap.”

“Ah,” Ransone’s tone was condescending. “How have things been?”

“It’s fine.” You press your lips into a straight line, not elucidating. “What’s the update out there?”

“Everything is a mess. We’re trying to figure out who attacked you but since there wasn’t anything left behind or any kind of trace, it’s proving to be... inconvenient.”

“Is it safe to travel?”

“What, with your face on national television?” he laughed. “Nah, I’d say it’s a little too early to be thinkin’ of a road trip. Just stay where you are, I’ll tell you when you can come out.”

Your fingers were thrumming at the table rhythmically, peeking at Sam every now and then for anything he found suspicious or wanted you to ask about.

“Listen, we’ve paid off every big guy to keep this under wraps as much as possible but Pierce was an important person. All the higher ups want this to be solved as quickly as possible. They don’t care about sacrificing a player here or there.”

Pinning the blame on you was easy enough. The faster you were put away, the faster they could stage an “accident” in prison so that none of their secrets were exposed. Wasn’t like they hadn’t done it before.

“Others in the business aren’t likin’ us accusing them of attacking one of our own. Our best bet right now is Serpentine but we haven’t gotten anything to prove it.”

You doubted they ever would. Even if they did do it, Serpentine was notorious for being cunning and stealthy in their operations. They made sure there would be no tracks leading back to them.

“So, we’re at a dead-end,” you verified. There was no telling when this would end, your exit looking further and further away. “We’re fucked.”

“No. We’ll just- Y/N, listen to me,” Ransone called out, drawing your attention back to the call.

“Yeah?”

“I’ve always protected you,” his voice was noticeably softer. “Don’t you trust me?”

You felt the temperature in the room drop.

“You said there would be no one there!”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” Ransone scoffed. “I never said that.”

“I walk in there and there’s four people, completely armed.” Forcing yourself to recall it was making your head spin. Maybe you could ask the nurse for a painkiller. “It was supposed to be empty.”

“I think the blood loss is making you delirious,” he chided, looking at the bag of drips hanging above your bed. “It wasn’t even that bad-”

“You’re lying.” The words slipped out before you had the chance to think it over.

“Excuse me?” he tilted his head, tone suddenly sifting to that of warning.

You knew he was. You had agreed to this mission because it was supposed to be easy. It was a break.

“Ivan was there when you briefed me.” You lifted your good arm to point at him shakily. “He knows you’re lying.”

“Does he now?” Ransone quirked an eyebrow, studying his aid who stood in the corner of the dingy hospital room.

A beat of silence passed where Ransone stared at Ivan, waiting for a reply of confirmation.

Ivan only lifted his shoulders in unawareness. “I don’t remember you sayin’ that.”

Your mouth fell agape but you quickly rushed to shut it. Fucking liars. You shouldn’t have expected anything better.

“Told you.” Ransone shrugged. “You’re a smart one, Y/N, so I’m going to let that slide this time. But next time you accuse me of something I didn’t say…”

He trailed off, resting a hand on your broken shoulder. You flinched, jaw clenched so tightly you thought your teeth might break. You tried to imagine yourself somewhere else, desperate to reduce the quivering of your body when he squeezed it lightly.

“You know I’ve always tried to protect you.” He put a finger under your chin, tilting your head to meet his eye. “Don’t you trust me?”

A beat passed before you responded.

“I do,” you said through gritted teeth, pulling your face away from him.

“I’ll ask them to up your dosage.” Ransone took a step away from you, dropping his hand. “I’m going to need my best player on the field as soon as possible.”

You didn’t acknowledge his statement. Every part of your body felt like it was going to combust.

Did he really say that no one was going to be there or was it just the injuries playing with you?

“Get well soon,” he offered, one step out the door. “Buttercup.”

“You trust me, don’t you Y/N?” he repeated when you didn’t respond.

“Yes.” You swallowed, gaze falling to the floor.

“And I trust you. You wouldn’t do anything to break that, would you?”

Sam raised his one hand questioningly as if to ask what the hell he was talking about. An intimidation tactic. He had been using it for several years to reinforce your loyalty.

“I wouldn’t.”

There were things you weren’t telling him, of course. Details about that day or where you and Sam were hiding right off the top of your head. More if you thought about it deeply.

“Good,” came his response. “So if there’s anything you need, let me know. I’m always a call away.”

“Thank you.”

“Talk to you soon.” He ended the call there.

You stood there blankly for a while before dropping the phone to the ground and crushing it. Usually you wouldn’t have to do that; removing the battery would be enough. This time you wanted to.

Your chest rose and fell heavily. You loathed him. Yet, you couldn’t fucking leave. 

“Hey.” Your eyes snapped back to Sam. “We still going on that run?”

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The wind felt good.

Your muscles were burning and you could feel the constriction of your lungs but you liked it. The endorphins were working their charm.

Sam was right beside you, not questioning why there was so much aggression in your movement. You had lost track of how long you had been running. You couldn’t bring yourself to focus on that.

The path was paved with fallen branches and roots sticking out, forcing you to hop over some of them to avoid falling. It only annoyed you further.

You wanted to punch something. Or someone. The tension was rolling off your back in waves, and if someone saw you the’d probably believe you were going to commit an act of violence.

It was a while before you felt your steps begin to falter, the need for a proper breath taking precedence over the want to run more.

“Timeout?” you asked Sam breathlessly, slowing your pace to a jog.

“Sure about that, Usain Bolt?” he huffed, slowing his pace to match yours.

“Sorry.”

“Don’t worry about it,” he dismissed it. “T’was fun.”

Now that you had slowed down, it forced you to come to terms with how much energy you had just burnt out.

“You wanna talk about what’s on your mind or ignore it?”

“Rather not talk about it for now.” The more you thought about him, the angrier you got. And as of late, you had realised that your method of dealing with that anger wasn’t the best.

The air was getting colder. It was getting harder to see what was in front of you, relying on the few rays of sunlight that shone through the treetops. You took a roundabout at your self declared checkpoint, changing course back to the house.

Sam followed wordlessly, but his presence was strangely comforting. Warm.

“Thank you.”

“For...” he trailed off, prodding you on.

“I don’t know. This.” You gestured to the path ahead of you. “I didn’t think you’d agree to it.”

“Why wouldn’t I?” His eyebrows knit together in puzzlement.

You didn’t have an answer to that. Probably because you weren’t used to people just doing nice things for no apparent reason.

“How are you so calm all the time? I’ve never seen him get under your skin,” you asked quietly. “How do you do it?”

He didn’t answer straight away. He mulled over it as he dodged broken sticks and upended roots on the ground. You would be fine if he didn’t answer either; as long as he knew that you appreciated it.

“I just realised that everything he put into me was destructive. Actively worked on unlearning it,” he replied after a while. “It took me years to even begin.”

You expected to hear that but it didn’t make it easier.

“I don’t even know how to start,” you mumbled. It was so tiring, even thinking of where and how it began. It was all you knew. All you were taught.

“If I could add something?”

You looked at him questioningly.

“You had a different relationship with him than all of us, Y/N. A deeper one. It’s not easy to forget that,” he pointed out. “But… you’re not him. That takes strength.”

These weren’t new revelations. It was things you had told yourself earlier to rationalise all your actions. You knew it on a surface level but it was difficult to convince yourself sincerely.

You didn’t say anything, just continued jogging with an eye on the ground. 

It felt better to hear it from someone else. A starting point to maybe get to where he was, too.

“I just can’t believe anyone took him seriously enough for him to get this far,” Sam added, a tick of annoyance in his voice. “I don’t condone bullying but someone should have just punched him in the face as a child.”

It wasn’t even the funniest thing you had heard him say but for some reason it elicited a snort from you, soon giving way to a laugh.

His face snapped to yours at the sound of your laughter, a small smile growing on his face.

His brief moment of distraction was all it took for him to not notice the tree root sticking out in front of him. His ankle got caught in the wood, sending him stumbling to the ground face forward.

“Oh shit,” you cursed, halting in your place immediately, dropping to your knees to where he was.

“Fuckin’ hell,” he groaned, turning onto his back. “I think I broke my face.”

“That may be a bit excessive but your nose is definitely bleeding,” you knew this was serious but you were finding it difficult to control your laughter once you realised it wasn’t a life threatening injury.

“Just leave me here to die.” He covered his eyes with his elbow, refusing to look at you.

“C’mon, Wilson. Let’s get you fixed up.” You stood up, offering your hand. He grabbed onto it, hoisting himself up.  “Can you stand up straight? Do you think you have a concussion?”

“World class assassin,” he grumbled, shaking his head to imply he was fine other than a possible broken nose.

“Promise I won’t tell. Your reputation is safe,” you said it humorously but with conviction, hoping to make it less embarrassing for him. Not that you’d let him forget it any time soon.

It took longer to walk back considering how far you had ventured out, along with the fact that you had to guide him as he held his nose in the air to try and control the bleeding.

You pushed open the door to the house, holding it open as he walked in. Sam made his way to the dining room after you told him you’d get the first aid kit for the second time during your stay there.

By the time you returned from the bathroom, grabbing an old t-shirt along the way, he had a single ice cube pressed to the bridge of his nose.

“That’s not going to be enough.” You dropped the kit onto the table, opening the mini fridge. You emptied the ice cubes from the tray onto the t-shirt, twisting it into a small ice pack.

“These are my battle scars.” You could tell that he was trying not to use his nose. He sounded ridiculous. 

“Whatever makes you feel better, Sam,” you chortled. His mouth eased into a half smile and you didn’t get why until you realised it was the first time you had called him by his name. You didn’t acknowledge it, surprised by how easily it slipped out from your mouth when you weren’t actively stopping it.

You gave him a bit of cotton to wipe off the blood that had dried on his face.

“Look up,” you instructed, standing over him so you could assess the damage. He complied, letting you cradle his jaw softly, tilting his head to see if there were any signs of a fracture or anything worse.

It was a bad fall, but nothing he hadn’t been through before in terms of severeness. It wasn’t going to leave a mark.

“Definitely going to bruise but it’s not broken,” you concluded, going over it once more to make sure.

“Thanks, doc,” his voice came softly from below you. Only then did you realise how close you were standing to him. You could feel his breath on your wrist that was still caressing his face.

It felt like eternity, but he didn’t make an effort to move or shove you away. Your eyes flitted down to his lips for a second. If you just leaned dow-

“Right,” you cleared your throat, taking a step back. “Just hold this to your face for a while to reduce any swelling.”

You handed him the makeshift ice pack, feeling the heat creep up your neck.

“Your turn to use the bed tonight, right?” His voice was significantly lower than what it had been a few minutes ago, something you weren’t acclimated to hearing. It only made your face feel hotter.

“Yeah.” You avoided meeting his eyes, using the time to close the first aid kid. “Unless you want it.”

“No, go ahead.”

It was too early to retire for the evening but suddenly you weren’t all that hungry anymore. Apparently neither was he.

“See you tomorrow, then?” you inquired, turning away before he could see you cringe.

“See you tomorrow,” he confirmed, “Good night.”

You just gave him a short wave over your shoulder and physically restrained from walking to the room, shutting the door and never looking at him again. You hoped he didn’t notice or at least never bring it up if he did.

You couldn’t do this. Not again.

Not when you knew the consequences.

Next part

[canary3d-obsessed]

Restless Rewatch: The Untamed, Episode 23, second part

(Masterpost) (Other Canary Stuff)

Warning: Spoilers for All 50 Episodes!

Nature Abhors a (Power) Vacuum

Jin Guangshan, Nie Mingjue, and Lan Xichen have gathered to decide what to do about the remaining Wen people and also what to do about the Yin metal. They have not invited Jiang Cheng to this discussion, or blowhard Clan Leader Yao, despite those clans having been hit particularly hard by the Wens in the course of the war. 

The three of them have a conversation about what to do with the Wen captives, showing their different attitudes towards killing.

Jin Guangshan: Killing is awesome, particularly in project management. It's just so efficient. Nie Mingjue: Killing is necessary, and a little bit fun, too. Lan Xichen: Killing is necessary, sadly, but we can randomly spare some women or old people, as a token sign that we’re not monsters. Kind of like when you have a fancy dinner and include a tofu dish for the vegetarians. Nie Mingjue: Nobody likes tofu, Xichen.

Jin Guangshan says he's looking for the Yin Iron and that they can't let any Wens or "ambitious people" get a hold of it. By ambitious people he means Wei Wuxian, not himself and his murder kid. Lan Xichen realizes this right away but doesn't, you know, do anything to contradict him.  Jin Guangshan says he's asked "A-Yao" to look into it. Which is smart, because A-Yao is already in cahoots with Xue Yang, who actually has the piece of Yin Iron they're looking for.

Getting Jiggy With It

Then Jin Guangshan introduces Meng Yao, now renamed Jin Guangyao, in a weird twist on generation names. He has given him the name of a sibling or cousin of his own generation (starting with Guang), rather than a name of the next generation (starting with Zi). JGS says that JGY just recently learned about about being related to him, although we know perfectly well that's not true. 

And they both talk like he appreciates JGY's efficiency and helpfulness, but that's not why JGS has him at his side. He has taken him in because he is a steel-eyed murder bot, not in spite of it. 

(OP does not believe that Jin Guangyao could have been a good person if only his dad had let him hold Jin Ling that one time, as some have argued. Dude killed his own child because there was a chance he might be disabled in a way that could lead to gossip. Dude is a stone cold killer.)

(more after the cut)

In the language of CDrama costume (which is not, precisely, the language of actual historical clothing), Jin Guangyao has chosen to dress as a minister instead of as a chevalier. This is partly an artifact of his mother's ideas about a gentleman. It also suggests that he’s content with the sort of career that's available to a bastard of a noble house--not inheriting the noble title, but having enough favor to rise in power. 

It may also be a ruse to make him seem like he's not a strong cultivator and not a strong fighter, when in fact he is both, at least by the time he’s throwing death chords at Jiang Cheng, much later in the show. 

Mingjue makes all kinds of grumpy faces and snarky remarks to let everyone know that he fucking hates Jin Guangyao.  Xichen agrees to his “nice refugee camp with only a little death” plan, with no qualifications.

Now we get to see Jin Guangyao's manipulation of Lan Xichen. Lan Xichen says that Nie Mingjue wants a plan that’s more killy, because he believes in punishing evil. JGY deliberately misunderstands this, pretending that Lan Xichen said he, JGY, is evil, kind of forcing LXC to reassure him and take his side in an argument that isn’t actually happening. 

They have a little handholding while bowing, and then after Lan Xichen leaves, Jin Guangyao puts on his evil face and has all the prisoners killed behind the big closed door.  

This is done in such a violent fashion that the blood apparently flows up several stairs to the door, and over the tall raised threshold, before flowing downward toward the camera. Some evil is so extreme that even traditional Chinese doorway architecture can’t stop it.

Run To the Rock

Then we go outside to where Wei Wuxian is standing on a rocky outcropping, thinking it would be a good strategic spot to choose if he's ever in a battle where he wants to commit suicide right quick.

Lan Wangji comes to join him and admire the view, not knowing yet that this view, or one a whole lot like it, is going to be seared into his memory for most of his life.

Lan Wangji is becoming more and more committed to Wei Wuxian, more and more inexorably joined to him, but he still doesn't agree with him. So they each have this comfort in each others' presence at the same time as being massively in conflict.

Wei Wuxian asks him what he thinks of all the politicking and murdering. Who is good and who is evil? LWJ doesn't answer because WWX is leaking black smoke, so he grabs him and tells him to concentrate.  Lan Wangji is, incidentally, wearing Princess-Leia quantities of lip gloss.

Lan Wangji asks if Wei Wuxian would like to learn a new tune, "Absterge" according to Netflix. The fuck? [op looks it up in the dictionary]. "To cleanse, especially by wiping." Also known as aftercare. Netflix. Honey. This word is MIDDLE FRENCH. Will you knock it the fuck off?

So anyway, instead of answering his question about who is good and who is evil, LWJ asks if he wants to learn a song called "Cleansing." Wei Wuxian says “hey babe, are you fucking kidding me?” 

His actual words are "you doubt me too?" meaning "you think I also took the missing 4th chunk of Yin iron to make my ugly tiger amulet, rather than obviously having used that giant sword I pulled out of the turtle?"  

Lan Wangji mentally replays Wen Ruohan's questions in his head--the questions he barked at Wei Wuxian right before choking him unconscious--which Lan Wangji also feels entitled to know the answers to. Fuck you, Lan Wangji. He answers WWX with "when did you forge your amulet?" Which is his way of saying "yes, I doubt you."

Wei Wuxian kindly refrains from saying "while we were on a break, bitch" and instead tells him the exact truth--I found a yin iron sword in the turtle--but says it in his patented "make it sound like a lie" way. 

LWJ keeps grilling him, eventually coming out and saying dude, you knew the sword was Yin iron, why did you need to use it?

This is the crucial question--why WWX broke his first promise, to Lan Yi, which was to try to get rid of the Yin Iron. He won’t tell anyone the answer, which is that he needs to use it because he can't cultivate normally, because he lost his golden core. He made a lot of promises before that happened, and he probably expected to keep them. But without his core, everything changed; without his core, he’s a different person, so it’s maybe not fair to expect him to honor his previous promises. 

I’m reminded of my grandfather, who was the oldest son of an old southern US family, with lots of expectations as the firstborn. He went off to WWI as a soldier, expecting to die. He didn’t die, and so from that point on, he regarded his life as a gift. He felt could do whatever he wanted with it, and let go of expectations from before the war. He moved to Paris and took up with a glamorous divorcee 7 years older than him (my Grandma, eventually). 

The actual point of that story, other than OP having cool grandparents, is that when you think you’re going to die, and then you don’t die, your ideas about what you owe to people can change quite a bit. Wei Wuxian expected to die in the Burial Mounds; he expected to die at Nightless City; he expects it, over and over, and each time he doesn’t die, he gets further and further from being what everyone else wants him to be. And--a lot like soldiers returning from a war-- NOBODY in his life knows how to talk to him about it. 

Wei Wuxian tells Lan Wangji to back off, Lan Wangji says why aren't you letting me help you, and they are once again on the edge of the same fight they keep having. Lan Wangji does some impassioned arm holding while Wei Wuxian says he's not like Wen Ruohan. 

Romantic Duet #1

The argument is interrupted by screams and killing, so they go to check it out, and find the Jins hunting down some prisoners for sport. They arrive in time to save two people. Yay?

Jin ZIxun acts like a jerk, as always. The new element is that per Jin Guangshan, anyone concerned with Yin Iron shouldn't be alive.  He says that the Lan and Nie clans agreed, and challenges Wei Wuxian. Lan Wangji stops him from responding, grabbing his wrist.

The Jins leave and Wei Wuxian refers back to their earlier conversation, saying there will be more resentful spirits now and that "Rest" is the music to play, not "Cleansing."

He gives Lan Wangji a long look and then pointedly removes Lan Wangji’s hand from his wrist, by holding his hand, which is some next-level mixed signaling. Lan Wangji totally deserves it at this point, though. He keeps pushing and pushing WWX about his cultivation method, but he refuses to discuss the underlying morality of it, or the morality of the killing going on right in front of them. 

WWX walks off, leaving LWJ to stew in his own juices surrounded by a bunch of fresh corpses. 

Lan Wangji fails his saving throw against the guilt trip, and sits his ass down to play Rest, just like Wei Ying told him to. So switchy!  Wei Wuxian, out of sight but not out of earshot, hears him and accompanies him on Chenqing.

This scene is slightly ridiculous and a whole lot sublime. Ridiculous because it's their first time playing music together, so it's a super slow, romantic, extended scene, but they're surrounded by corpses. And not the helpful, friendly, third-wheel-on-a-date type of corpses.

It's sublime because the occasion of their first beautiful, literally magical duet is an argument. And they are joining together to play beautiful romantic music - as a service for the dead. And they are doing it while they are on literally opposite sides of a literal killing field. And Lan Wangji is sitting literally in the middle of a wide open road; the sort of road that they will both reject, metaphorically, later in the show. There is so much about their conflict and their journey that is encapsulated in this one musical moment.

Lan Wangji, by playing the song Wei Wuxian said was needed, is telling WWX that he took his words to heart, that he is listening, even though they're at odds.

WWX, by stopping and playing with him, is acknowledging this. And by settling the dead souls together, they are both reinforcing their dedication to doing what's right even as they both struggle with knowing what that is.

When Other Friendships Have Been Forgot, Ours Will Still Be Hot

Now we have the sworn brothers thing. I understand, plot wise, why this has to happen, but why would Nie Mingjue ever agree to this? Lan Xichen's puppy eyes are just that persuasive?

If they ever crack your spine, drop a line If they ever cut your throat, write a note If you’re ever in a mill and get sawed in half, I won’t laugh (HA HA HA HA)

Tedious Party Time

Now there's a cultivation party, which is about as excruciating to watch as it would be to attend.

Everyone is lining up to praise Jin Guangshan. To be fair, he did provide shelter for most of the smaller clans while the war was going on. So being grateful is appropriate, but Clan Leader Yao practically breaks his own neck kissing Jin ass. Yao says JGY’s contribution was the greatest of the war, adding, "fuck Wei Wuxian; everything is his fault."

The Jiangs show up wearing mourning belts that show off their itty bitty waists, and Jin Guangshan makes shifty eyes like a cartoon landlord when he sees them arrive.

JGS praises Jiang Cheng, and asks when his fancy clan-leader ceremony is going to happen. Jiang Cheng says he's still in mourning so it's not appropriate. JGS is like “Oh...yeah," as if he totally forgot about all the Yunmeng slaughter, and talks up his friendship with Jiang Fengmian. He acts comforting while WWX manages not to barf.

Then the Lan clan shows up and there is nice encouraging chit chat between LXC and JC...

...and just, SO MUCH mournful staring between Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian.

Then the Nies arrive.  Jin Guangshan tells Nie Mingjue he's late, and that everyone's waiting for him. That might be true in the script but it’s clearly bullshit on the screen, where the Lans and the Jiangs are still milling around looking for the coat room.

Nie Mingjue--who, let's remember, JUST swore to be brothers with Jin Guangyao--looks at him like he's something that fell off a garbage truck.  Lan Xichen jumps in to maximize the discomfort by pointing out that Jin Guangyao should address Nie Mingjue as Big Daddy Da-ge from now on.

Then the Jins offer Nie Mingjue the giant fire throne because...he's the leader of the Sunshot campaign, I guess? Of course it's all a manipulation tactic, designed to make him say he won't sit there, so that JGS can elevate himself to head cultivator, or something? And sit in front of the throne but not on it? Cultivator succession seems kinda arbitrary. 

I swear to god, it wasn't until I was clipping this episode that I realized Wen Ruohan had two thrones and they're in different rooms from each other.

Finally everyone goes to sit down, but because there hasn't been enough fucking awkwardness, JGY stops WWX to ask him what's on his mind. WWX asks him why he's not carrying his sword, which made me laugh and laugh. Wei Wuxian must have been just waiting for a chance to ask someone else that question for a change. 

Jin Guangyao says he threw it away, because it was just a random sword, but he really means he had it made into a sneaky murder belt, that he will be using again in 13 to 16 years. They both fake-laugh and trade Mean Girls insults pretend to like each other. 

Everyone wanders around toasting each other. Lan Wangji goes to find Wei Wuxian, after first making sure that his hair looks good.  

Wei Wuxian is lying around on the steps, sprawling and drinking wine, and not, incidentally, looking for Lan Wangji. He continues to not seek him out and Lan Wangji continues to chase after him.

Wei Wuxian says "how about playing Cleansing?" but Lan Wangji says he's learning a new score. It looks like it's going to be another argument, but then Wei Wuxian smiles and kind of praises Lan Wangji for being stubborn. 

Awkward Marriage Proposal

Just then everyone inside starts cheering for Jin Guangshan to give a speech. Jin Guangshan is making a move to marry Jiang Yanli to his son, which is a big time power grab, given that the Jiang Clan is 1. vulnerable and depleted 2. has control of the Yin tiger amulet.

We get a very rare glimpse into Jiang Cheng’s inner mind, where he thinks that saying yes isn’t a great idea, but isn’t sure what to do. This marriage would make his sister happy, but could destroy the Jiang Clan's independence.

Fortunately, Wei Wuxian joins the party just in time to fuck up Jin Guanshan’s plans. Will this teach Jin Guangshan not to invite Wei Wuxian to parties? It will not.  

Soundtrack: Friendship, by Cole Porter (from “Anything Goes”)

Bonus:

[jakes-tummy]

Philophobia

chapter 7 [”Thanks baby”] 

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WC: 0.7k

Heeseung shows up at your house and you happily let him inside. “I’m rewatching the Twilight series. You have to watch them with me.”

“Alright, I won’t complain.”

Throughout the movies, you cuddle with him on your couch. Heeseung is used to you being affectionate with him, as he’s the only man you really trust, or as you had told him, but nevertheless, the butterflies in his stomach would flutter wildly everytime you snuggled closer to him. 

He’s already seen all the Twilight movies, as you had forced him to watch them with you after you had finished the books, but he didn’t mind watching them over and over with you if it made you happy.

--

“Are you hungry?” you ask after finishing Eclipse.

He shrugs. “I could eat.”

“I have your favourite brand of ramen~. I’ll make some for you,” you say, getting up.

“Oh, nice, thanks.”

--

“Do you wanna spend the night?”

“Um… Sure, if you want me to.”

“Cool. I’m gonna take a shower. Make yourself comfortable.”

Heeseung does as you say, waiting patiently as you shower.

“Hey, Hee?” You call out.

“Yes?”

“I forgot I didn’t have a clean towel in here. There should be some in the closet, could you get me one?”

“Um,” he feels the heat rise to his cheeks. “Yeah, sure!”

He finds a clean towel and comes back to the bathroom, knocking on the door. “Here.”

You open the door a smidge and take the towel from him. “Thanks, baby.”

He shouldn’t be so happy about the pet name. You called everyone baby. But nevertheless, his heart still skipped a beat.

You came out dressed, towel drying your hair and walking towards your friend.

“You can wash up if you’d like. I’ve got some of your clothes stull from the last time you spent the night. I washed them, too.”

“Oh, okay. Um, I’ll do that.” 

--

You’re sitting up in your bed, drawing something in your sketchpad when Heeseung comes out. 

“Whatcha drawing?” He asks, coming to sit with you on your bed. You take the towel he was using after you set your pencil and book down. 

“Come here.”

He leans forward and you start to ruffle his hair dry.

Don’t want you dripping on my bed,” you laugh. Once his hair is dry, you toss the towel into the hamper you keep at the foot of your bed.

“Thanks.”

You yawn and so does he. 

“Tired?”

“Yeah.”

He starts to get up to retreat to the couch, but you grab his wrist, stopping him. 

“Hey, instead of sleeping on the couch, could you sleep with me? I’m sure it would be much more comfortable and better for your back.”

He hesitates. He’s slept with you before in the same bed, but this time, his heart beat a little faster at your request. He blushes and hopes to God you didn’t notice. “Uh, sure. If that’s what you want.”

He climbs back into your bed with you, pulling up the covers over your bodies. You snuggle up to him and sigh. “Thanks for coming over. I missed this.”

“Of course. I missed hanging out with you, too. Alone, I mean.”

You giggle, laying your head on his chest and closing your eyes. Heeseung rubs your back gently until you fall asleep, slowly drifting off afterwards.

--

You wake up before he does, slowly and carefully removing yourself from his arms and going to use the bathroom. When you return, he’s stretching and sitting up. 

“Good morning, sunshine,” you giggle. “You must have slept well. You’ve got some serious bed head going on.”

He yawns and tries to fix his hair. “Good morning.”

“Do you want to go out for breakfast?”

“Hmm…. Sure.”

“Okay, cool. Let me change first and we can get going.”

He nods, still half asleep. He doesn’t register you changing in front of him until you’re shirtless. He quickly looks away, shielding his eyes as you continue to change your clothes. When you finish, you look at him and laugh. “What? Have you never seen a woman’s body before?”

“W-What? No, I just didn’t want to be rude or anything.”

You laugh again. “You’re cute. Let’s go.”

PHILOPHOBIA / ˌfɪl əˈfoʊ bi ə /

a fear of falling in love. It can also be a fear of getting into a relationship or fear that you will not be able to maintain a relationship.

OR

YN is a love cynic and Heeseung is a hopeless romantic who's crazy about his best friend. He knows her past, and he understands, but he can't help the part of him that wants to help heal her heart.

@acciomylove @liliansun @killyoselff @verifiedsunghoonsimp @c9tnoos @msxflower @rein-deer-stuffs @elicheel @jongsaengseong @mymeloem19

[queeenpersephone]

An alternate universe from the “I Want to Believe” movie where, after Mulder shaves and they meet with Agent Whitney, instead of Scully being annoyed, she tells Mulder she just wants to get home to take advantage of his smooth face.

honestly where my mind immediately went... where your mind is anon... that’s the iwtb we deserved. so have the lead up to that. (also note: i haven’t rewatched iwtb, only the bed scene and select msr scenes, so i genuinely remember none of the dialogue just vague impressions) 

also sorry this is so introspective. it’s also 1am so i’m not even sure it’s introspective in a good way lmaO. 

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The moment Agent Whitney reaches up towards Mulder’s face, Scully is onto her. 

Part of her can hardly blame the woman. Fox Mulder is a handsome man. A kind, brilliant, sexy man without ladder climbing ambitions is rare in the world Whitney inhabits; Scully would know. To suddenly be able to see a bit of sculpted jaw, that plump lower lip, would make even the most professional of woman swoon a little. 

The other part of her, the part of her who took Mulder’s heart and body for her own years ago, is itching for the gun she used to carry. Without it, she steps into Mulder’s space, ignoring the way he looks down at her in surprise and warmth. Maybe she should be slightly embarrassed that she’s seeking closeness for what is probably the wrong reason, but she’s not. 

Yes, Agent Whitney might be able to appreciate the clean shaven man who’s no longer hidden by a thick patch of hair. But Agent Whitney will never be able to appreciate what it means. 

Contrary to her soft protests in bed, Scully has never hated the beard. In fact, the beard complements the way he wears his hair now, longer and unkept, a sign of the years he’s spent hidden away in an office in a house where his name could never be on the deed. Mulder’s never been the cleanest, most organized individual by any means, but Scully has known since they met that he takes a certain pride in his appearance: his neatly pressed suits, his shapely calves built by years of running, his steady habit of shaving daily. 

Once they were on the run, however, all of that fell apart in a muddle of baggy, cheap clothes and dark circles and inexpensive hair dye. When they had settled, when Scully had gotten her job, she had pulled herself back together. But Mulder never had. There was nowhere to go, no one to see but her, and he had long stopped putting on airs for her. Would it have been nice to see him try sometime? Yes. Was she too busy basking in the fact they were alive and whole and together? Definitely.

She is somewhere between hurt and relieved that this foray back into the world that had burned them so thoroughly has catalyzed him into caring again. Because that’s what this is. It isn’t a meaningless shave, it’s a beaming message to the woman who has known him for over a decade now. This has brought him back to life. This has brought him back to life in a way she never could. 

She could embrace that fear that she’s not enough, the jealousy, even though Mulder had stepped away before Whitney could come anywhere near him. She could hit him where it hurts, she could beg him to leave this all behind and come home to her, with her. 

Or she could embrace the act, even if she’s resentful of the reasons. 

They watch Father Joe in silence for a long moment as Agent Whitney scurries off to see if he’s given them anything new. “I know what this is doing to you,” she says finally. 

He doesn’t look at her. “Do you?” He says evenly; in his tone, the words are barely a question. He knows her as well as she knows him, well enough to see her protests coming.

“I don’t want to regret bringing you out here,” she replies, watching his chest rise and fall. “This hasn’t been our job for a long time.” 

Finally, Mulder looks at her. “This is the right thing, Scully,” he says, emphatic, eyes shining, and all at once, Scully resigns herself to seeing this through. Sure, this is a psychic and a priest that molests children and dead FBI agents, but her current job is seeing her long-gone son in every sick child, so maybe it’s one half dozen or the other. Regardless, she can’t leave Mulder out here alone. She can’t leave him ever, not when that light is back in his eyes. 

Maybe it can chase away some of her darkness too. 

“Okay,” she says, not looking at him, but her clearly unexpected response is not one he will allow her to make facing away from him. He takes her arm, spins her in. 

“Okay?” He asks, shining eyes wide. 

“We’ll do this,” she tells him, reaching down for his hand with one of her own and reaching up to his face with the other. “But I won’t lose myself or you in it. So we do this together or not at all.” She softens. “Can you do that for me?”

Mulder sighs, leaning into her orbit. “Yes, Scully. I promise.” 

God, does she want to believe him.

She pushes the fear away and smirks instead, stopping him before he can make for Father Joe, who’s mumbling to himself a few yards away. “And Mulder?” 

He turns back to her, and she fits her tiny palm to his newly revealed skin, rubbing gently. He waits for her to speak. “We’re adding an activity back to our repertoire. Tonight. No excuses.”

He grins at her, slow and sure and god she has missed that bottom lip, she can feel its impact in her low abdomen, simmering with heat. “I knew you missed the best seat in the house,” he murmurs back to her, eyes hot and dark. 

“Mulder!” She chastises, even though she knows she started it, forcing back her blush as he fits his hand to her lower back and leads her over to their psychic witness. She refocuses. She promised to be present, to work this case, and she will, however much she fears what it might do to her. To him. To them.

Mulder’s hands find her back, her arm, her hands for the rest of the night. He treats her like a partner, a familiar dance that she’s missed more than she had thought. She exhales. 

Maybe they will survive this case intact. 

[whumperooni]

Lucky, pt ii

Pairings: Chisaki x Sister!Reader

Tags/Warnings: tw incest, fear, humiliation, Nemoto being an Asshole, kind of angst i guess

Word count: 1.7k

A/N: I rewatched the Overhaul last night and just couldn’t help writing a little bit more for this verse;;;

This is a small, short continuation of this.

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Out of all the eight bullets, Nemoto is the only one that you truly fear.

Rappa is rough and terrifying with his muscles and crazed desire to always be fighting, yes. Sometimes a shiver runs down your spine whenever you catch Tabe looking over you like he’s just dying to take a bite out of you, yes.

But they don’t scare you- not like how Nemoto does.

Sweat pricks at you whenever the man draws a little too near- you always feel as if he’s just waiting for you to slip up, that he’s nothing but eager to force you to choke out all your sins and faults. Even with his mask on, you know his eyes are always staring you down- boring through you as he waits for Kai to give the order to pry into your brain, make you spill out guilt ridden confessions to satisfy his suspicions.

Even when your conscious is clean, you can’t help but to tense whenever Nemoto is near- you know he’ll be able to draw out something to get your big brother livid and ready to deal out punishment.

Nemoto scares you. He terrifies you.

So, whenever you walk into your room and spot him sitting on your bed, you can’t help but to startle and freeze, panic as the overwhelming urge to run run run has your body ready to bolt.

Doing that would just be an invitation for him to use his quirk on you, though. Running would satisfy some condition to find you guilty and in need of confession.

You swallow, hard, and force a smile onto your trembling lips, curl your fingers tight into the pleats of your skirt.

“N- Nemoto,” you half squeak out- not able to call to voice the usual casual breeziness you use with the rest of your big brother’s guard. “To what do I owe the pleasure?”

You don’t stutter out the last bit, at least. Nemoto still tilts his head when he looks toward you, though, and you could swear that he’s wearing a smirk underneath his mask.

God, you hate him.

“Overhaul wants me to escort you to his office,” Nemoto informs you, slowly rising from the bed. Your eyes dart toward the mussed covers to find that a pair of panties had been sitting beside him- a lacy thong you had worn the day before, something your maid must have missed in her tidying.

Your cheeks burn- from rage, shame, embarrassment, a cold prickle of horror. You nod, though, and try to keep your composure, can’t help a flinch whenever the man draws near.

“What, um...does nii-san want something?” you ask weakly, trying to distract yourself from the panic that’s creeping over you in an icy dread.

“Obviously.”

The word is dry, filled with the distaste that he seems to hold for you. You’re not really sure why Nemoto carries so much disdain for you, but it never fails to make your stomach lurch, your head bow as you try to hide a wince.

Honestly, you might be more afraid of him than you are of your brother.

Now there’s a thought.

Nemoto leads the way and you trail a step after him- wary, tense, on edge with the wild fear that he’s going to drag out some punishment-inducing truth from you, that he’s going to twist even an innocent truth into something that’ll look like a crime of betrayal to your big brother.

Sweat begins to gather along your hairline and you swallow hard- the clicking of your heels sounding like gunshots in the silent hallways you walk down and doing nothing to soothe your nerves.

“Do you love your brother?”

The question cracks the silence and it has your eyes widening, fear seizing your heart. A tiny whimper slips from you as you feel his quirk latch its claws into your brain and the click clacking of your heels stutter, dread multiplies and grows so fast in your stomach that it leaves you feeling sick.

“I- I love my brother...”

There’s a huff and just a moment’s of reprieve for you before the next question is asked, before the next truth is dragged out from between your trembling lips.

“Do you love anyone besides your brother?”

“P-papa...”

It comes out as a whimper- scared and childish and small. Nemoto clicks his tongue, almost as if disappointed, and he turns to stare at you, watch as you cower- frozen in place and utterly terrified.

This is why he was waiting for you. This is why you’re being called to your big brother’s office.

Kai wants to hear your sins. He thinks you’ve betrayed him somehow.

Cold sweat drips down your temples and your eyes widen beyond belief, tears prick at them, threaten to gather along your lashes.

He- he knows. He knows about Kurono’s touch to your back. He knows that you had fantasized about hands other than his.

He knows. He knows. He knows.

You’re so paralyzed by your fear that you miss the tilt of Nemoto’s head, the small step he takes toward you.

If he wasn’t wearing his mask, you’d be able to see the smile on his face- sadistic, reveling in your terror.

“How sweet,” Nemoto mocks- words like poison, disappointment sharp as a knife. “And, tell me, have you fucked anyone besides your big brother?”

“No!”

It’s true- it’s disgustingly, thankfully true. He won’t find fault in that answer-  nothing he can tell your brother to get hellfire raining down upon you.

He had asked the wrong question.

How lucky.

Timid relief pulses through you as you take a ragged breath and you swallow hard at the annoyance Nemoto radiates, the ways he clicks his tongue once more. The annoyance only grows whenever you seem to relax and you don’t need a clear view of his face to know that he’s scowling.

Prick.

For one hopeful moment, you think that it’s over- that you can scurry off toward your waiting brother and get this over with.

The step that Nemoto takes toward you, though, has that hope shattering and you gasp whenever he leans in close- close enough to nearly touch you, brush his mask against your cheek.

You almost wish he had touched you. You would have no problem telling your brother about him daring to lay his filthy, cruel hands on you.

“How do you feel whenever your brother cums inside you?” Nemoto asks- nasty, so mean, his quirk stabbing at you something fierce. 

Fucking bastard.

The words tumble from your lips before you can even think to put up the fruitless fight to try to stop them and you begin to cry as they do, drip tears that has Nemoto chuckling.

“G-good. F-full. Warm and- and- and dirty!”

“Are you pure, miss? Or are you just a filthy little whore?”

The title of miss usually murmured with respect comes out twisted and sneering, taunting and crude. The whore that Nemoto spits out, though, is even more cruel, has you choking on your sobs as you try so desperately to keep the truth from spilling out of you.

It comes, though.

It always comes.

“I’m- I’m just a filthy- just a filthy whore!”

Nemoto pulls back from you- satisfaction rolling off of him in thick waves- and you bury your head in your hands, cry as shame and humiliation washes over you.

You hate him. Oh, god, you hate him.

“Come along, miss- your brother is waiting.”

Feet stumbling, you follow after Nemoto- desperately trying to stem the desperation the bastard is surely getting off to. You swipe at your tears and you try to quiet your sobs, glare at the man’s back through your blurry gaze.

The only thing that keeps you from fully breaking down is the vindictive satisfaction that he hadn’t managed to make you confess the one thing that would have brought the punishment he so obviously wants you to suffer through. The vile scum might have made you cry- is still making you cry- but he didn’t get what he wants.

Unlucky for him, lucky for you.

Not another word passes between the two of you until you reach the gilded doors of your brother’s office. Nemoto looks over you- head cocked, hand paused in its raise to knock on the door.

“Do you hate me?” he asks- curious, amused, without the use of his horrid quirk.

“With all my heart,” you spit out at him- not caring that it could just make everything so much worse.

Nemoto chuckles and then he knocks on the door, gives a mocking, sweeping bow and lets you walk in first.

You hold your head high and step into the office- smears of mascara and eyeliner ruining your cheeks, eyes still bright with tears.

Kai runs his gaze over you, impassive and unmoved, and then his eyes flick behind you, his head tilts.

“Well?” he asks.

“Innocent,” Nemoto sighs, not even trying to hide his disappointment.

Your lips twitch with the threat of a smirk, but they tremble instead whenever Kai looks back at you, whenever the set of his shoulders relax. He crooks his finger and you go to him, sit yourself on his lap and bury your face in his neck, sniffle out your upset while he begins to rub your back.

“You can leave.”

You only lift your head once the door closes and you look up to your brother, feel tears start to gather once more as he runs his eyes over your face.

“Nii-san...”

Kai hums and he cups your cheek, thumbs away the ruined makeup marring your face. He’s gentle with it, almost tender, and you shudder at the touch, press into it.

“Such a good girl,” Kai murmurs. “My sweet little angel.”

The possessiveness has you nearly whimpering, has your lashes fluttering under his piercing gaze. You nod, curling up closer to him, and try to hide your trembling fear, the lingering worry that even with his subordinate forcing you through confession that he’ll still find you lacking.

“Y-your good girl,” you whisper to him- voice shaking, eyes squeezing shut. “I- I’ll always be yours, Kai.”

A hum sounds from your big brother and he tugs his mask down to lay a kiss to your forehead, pulls it right back up as he rubs your back in a soothing little motion.

“I know,” he tells you. “It doesn’t hurt to check sometimes, though.”

The words cut into you- hurt you- and you sniffle against him, tremble as your remaining dregs of fear course through you like something sick.

Later that night, you lie in Kai’s bed- eyes dead, cold cum oozing out of you, your mind wondering over what you would have said if Nemoto had asked you if you hate your dearest older brother instead.

[capsteddybear]

Our Playlist: Beauty and the Beast

Song lyrics: **" Tale as old as time,Song as old as rhyme, Beauty and the beast"

Chris had been away from home for a couple of months filming. While he was away you guys would text and video chat when you had time.

The first video chat took you by surprise. When he called you the camera wasn't facing him.

"Hey, I got a surprise for you."

"Uh Chris, I can't see you."

He laughs, "I know. It's a surprise. You ready?"

"Uh, yeah." He turns the camera so he's in frame and his facial hair is gone. He's clean cut for the film he's working on. "Aww! Look at the cute baby face."

"Do you like it?" As he rubs his chin.

"You look way different. It's gonna take some getting used to, but yes I like it."

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You would send him random photos of Dodger. Chris would reply back with the crying emoji saying he misses you both. He would video chat with you when you were on your breaks at work. His favorite calls were the ones right before you go to sleep. Each time he would say good night it would be one more day closer to coming home and seeing you.

You just got out of the shower when your phone rings with a video chat coming from Chris.

"Hi!" You set your phone on the bathroom counter as you dry your hair.

"Hey beautiful, I see you just finished taking a shower."

You laugh, "I could have gone swimming."

"Wait, did you buy a pool?"

"No I was joking. How was your last day of filming?"

"Long and tiring. I wanna come home, I miss you. How was work?"

"I miss you too. You'll be home tomorrow. Work was busy as always."

"Did you have a chance to practice your solo pieces for your recital in a couple of weeks?"

"Yeah, but not as much as I would have liked it."

"Aww, why not?"

"Dodger kept bugging me for a walk."

"Sorry."

"Don't be, I needed a break to clear my head."

"Where is Dodger by the way?"

"He's sleeping" you walk out of the bathroom and turn the camera to show Dodger sleeping on the floor with his favorite toy lion.

"Aww bubba." You smile at Chris' soft voice. You walk to your side of the bed and lay down on your side and let out a yawn. Chris stays quiet just looking at the screen.

"What?"

"Nothing just thinking that I get to see your beautiful face in person tomorrow."

You blush and pull up the blanket to cover your face, "Stop."

He laughs, "Never."

You slowly pull down the blanket so it's not hiding your face, "What time are you coming home tomorrow?"

"Some time in the afternoon."

You squeal, "So you would be home when I get off of work?"

"Yeah, I plan to."

You have a big smile on your face, "Yay."

He laughs, "Okay I'll let you go so you can sleep. I know you have to wake up early for work."

"Okay."

Chris blows a kiss to the camera, "I love you, (y/n)".

You smile and blow a kiss back, "I love you, Chris. Good night."

=====

You wake up the next morning with a smile on your face because Chris is finally coming home after 3 months of filming. You get dressed for work and make a quick breakfast before heading out the door.

When you're at work you get travel updates from Chris about how long his flights will be.

"I miss you and Dodger so much." Attached is a photo of him at the airport lying on the floor.

You pout and text back, "We miss you too. See you soon."

On your lunch break you get another text. A photo of Chris on a plane fake sleeping with the caption: "dreaming about you."

You smile and reply with a heart emoji.

You go about your day with your classes. Then you have a meeting with your fellow colleagues about the upcoming recital. In the middle of the meeting you get a text from Chris:

"Last flight is delayed. Not sure when I'll get home."

"Aww okay."

You finish the meeting and head home. With his flight being a little delayed you plan to fit in a little practice time before he arrives. You walk up to the front door and unlock it and you see Dodger wagging his tail at something that's behind the door as you push it open.

"Hey handsome, what are you doing?" You hear a thud and Dodger gets excited and barks. You quickly walk in and pull the door closed and Chris jumps out.

"Boo!"

You have a big smile on your face, "you didn't scare me, your buddy blew your cover."

Chris glares down at Dodger, "thanks bubba. You ruined the surprise."

You pout, "hey, he didn't ruin the surprise. I thought you were gonna come home later."

"I thought so too, but I read the flight time wrong." Chris walks up to you and give you a big hug and a kiss.

You moan at his touch. Your hands rub up and down his back. "Welcome home. I missed you so much, Chris."

He inhales the perfume from your neck, "God, I missed you too." He cups your face and kisses you again.

You moan against his lips, "I love you."

"I love you more."

You break the kiss so you can put your work bag and books in your office. When you walk pass the living room to get to your office you see Chris lounging on the loveseat about to watch a movie.

"Looks like someone is comfy."

He groans, "not entirely", he pats his lap, "wanna join me?"

You pout, "you know I would love to, but I really need to get some work done. I'm sorry." You walk up to him and give him a kiss on the cheek. When you turn to walk away he grabs you and pulls you onto his lap.

You squeal, "Chris, I said I have work to do."

He groans and kisses your forehead, "okay fine, but promise you'll join me after?"

You kiss his cheek, "pinky promise." you hold out your hand with your pinky up and he links his with yours. He pulls you in for another kiss before you get up and head to your home office.

You get about a solid hour of practice in before you hear Chris singing from the living room. You smile as you try to stay focus on your playing, but as he continues to sing, it just gets cuter because he's singing out of tune.

"Ever just the same, ever a surprise, ever as before and ever just as sure as the sun will rise."

You crack the door open and yell down the hall, "Chris, I'm trying to practice!"

He stops singing and you continue practicing, but the silence is short lived before he starts singing again.

"Tale as old as time, song as old as rhyme, beauty and the beast." You storm out of your room down the hallway and see Chris with the dumbest smirk on his face. "Hi."

You quickly jump on him and start tickling him. "Woah woah, wait." He laughs, "What are you doing?"

"You distracted me from my practicing so I'm gonna distract you from your precious movie."

He raises an eyebrow, "Oh really?" Chris quickly moves his arms down to your sides and starts tickling you.

You try to squirm away, "No!" You giggle, "Chris stop." He doesn't let up.

"Hey, you started this", as he continues to tickle you.

You're laughing and breathing hard, "Chris, please stop."

He stops and lets out a breathy laugh and wraps his arms around you. "You give up?"

"Never!" As you start tickling him again.

"Oh come on, you cheater" he says as he's squirming below you. Chris attempts a new tactic. He suddenly stops tickling you and kisses down your neck. This takes you by surprise and you stop tickling his sides and run your hands under his shirt up his back. You both moan as you calm down your breathing. He cups your face with his hands, "truce?" You simply look up at him and nod. He kisses you as he moves you to straddle his lap. You wrap your arms around his neck and pull him close to your chest. He breathes you in and it reminds him that he's home. He starts kissing you on your neck and shoulders. You run your fingers through his soft hair. It's been too long since you've last touched him like this. His hands run up and down your back.

You lean back and look into his blue eyes, "welcome home, Chris."

He pulls you back in and just holds you in his arms.

Your steamy cuddle session lasts a bit longer before you guys mention that neither of you have eaten dinner. Chris orders take out and you both rewatch Beauty and the Beast, but don't finish it. You guys are both tired from the long day you each had, but are glad to finally be back home together.

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Husband! Ushijima || Haikyuu!!  

⚠️  Warnings: Manga Spoilers Ahead || light nsfw towards the end || mentions of alcohol use ||

Gender Neutral Reader

Very quiet husband

Not very possessive or jealous

He is very much intimidating bc he’s a big boy

Type of husband who’d bring you food after practice no matter what time it is

Not home often but thank god you work for the volleyball news association

Always at his games and the other bc your branch mostly works w MSBY and the Adlers

Low key jealous when you have to head over to Adlers bc arch enemies u know

A big fan of your uniform bc is simple and well fitting

Answers your questions better than he would any other reporter

Low key he is internally freaking out bc he just want to look at you all day

YOU LOOK WAY TO GOOD IN YOUR F-ING SUIT

HE JUST WANTS TO HOLD YOU AND KITH UR FOREHEAD

No one else can tell but he’s looking at you so lovingly and it makes you blush so hard

He’s accidentally said you looked good on LIVE TELEVISION UGH

U wanna kill this man for making you blush so damn hard smh

Once he’s officially in Adlers speculations rise about your relationship so y’all don't tend to hide it anymore

During interviews you fix his hair or the other way around 

When he’s volleyball season is over, you only work from home writing reports

Meaning more time at home with the husband if he isn’t working out or training

Most dates consist of city life outings or finding a local noodle place and spending the night talking away there

Or just walking at night because he obviously isn’t the biggest talker

You like the outings 

He likes staying at home and rewatching matches with you (ofc)

You don’t complain, sometimes you miss his games and you end up watching the ones you’ve missed, and there's a handful of em.

You bought him a cheaper replica of your ring because HE DOES NOT TAKE IT OFF

NO CAP WILL NOT TAKE IF OFF NOT EVEN FOR A GAME

We love a dedicated man

He doesn’t see the point in taking it of if it doesn’t bother his spikes

But you make his take it off to replace it with one of those rubber ones bc you began to see light bruising on his ring finger when u lotioned his hands

Now he's a pouty boy

Doen’t like the rubber one so he doesn’t even fucking wear it

“Y/N… I don’t like it”

“Toshi… you’re going to bruise your finger even worse if you wear the ring”

“But-”

“Not but’s” *forehead kiss* “just don’t put on the ring”

“But now people won't know that i’m married to you”

God you try so hard not to laugh at his kid-ish behaviour. 

He likes to subtle about you

Like when they ask if he’s in a relationship

His teammates groan internally (the low key love you tho)

Back to being at home, he occasionally plays video games

Likes the position where he's facing the tv and you’re just holding onto him like a koala

Dislikes you being far away when you’re home

But if you want space he’ll obviously give it you

Y’all have a guest room for that reason

Not because Tendo occasionally comes over and gets both of you drunk to let lose

SPEAKING OF

He isn’t a heavy drinker but likes occasionally having a drink with you

Drunk sex (slight nsfw under)

MMM 

Since he's more lose, he's really grabby

He’s an ass guy so likes messing around with your butt

Tendo is used to drunk and handsy ushijima 

When u get up to pee or something, expect him to slap you ass in front of tendo

THAT SHIT HURTS

DOES NOT REALIZE HOW HARD HE SLAPS until the next morning he sees a bruise on your ass

Doesn’t give one fuck that tendos in the next room and just… fucks you

Its doggy style so he had on hand on your shoulder pushing into him

And the other is covering your mouth with his hand 

Or he has you in a headlock while you’re just drooling nonsense 

Yes… ushijima makes a great husband

Brings you flowers once a week

Spoils you a lot 

Buys you all his merch 

Gets jealous of his own damn bodypillow 

Found you sleeping w it one time he came back from a tournament abroad

Hides it from you when he's come bc only he gets to hold you in his arms

Overall best husbando, will fight anyone who tried to take you away from him