#I don’t know if that’s enough of a popular post to reference but really I want it to be another ‘piss on the poor’ level post

[vileidol]

actually maybe it is fucked up that astarion’s story is about allowing yourself to be deserving of love even if you are fucked up and traumatised and have a deeply complicated relationship with sex / aversion to sex and some people’s response to that was ‘if u act nice to the hot sassy vampire u will Fix Him & be rewarded with sex uwu’

[edwinisms]

literally I have not written this much in the span of a couple weeks since like. mid high school. so around 7-8 years ago. what has this show done to me

[valyrianjoel]

outage ༄ joel miller one shot (18+)

-> pairing: no-outbreak joel miller au x female curvy reader

-> word count: 4.3k

-> summary: after a citywide power outage, you're left to deal with the scorching texas heat. until, the well-respected neighborhood dilf — joel miller — lends you a more than generous hand.

-> warnings/tags: sarah is 10/11 so joel had her a bit older, power outage, texas heat, yes this is a warning because its not a joke, reader has a cat!!!, age gap (reader is 24, joel is late 40s), curvy/mid/plus size reader, brief fatphobia, reader has self-image/parent issues + is a lonely gal, fluff, SMUT (18+), unprotected piv, creampie, oral + fingering (f!recieving), squirting, body worship, brief ass play, daddy kink, big ole tits, spanking, spit kink, praise kink, a bit of belly bulge, cockwarming, pet names galore (darlin, sweetheart, baby, _ girl), joel has a huge dick (not canon!)

-> a/n: hi hi! i have been so anxious to begin writing again and currently have some wips that i am just not confident with. so when i saw the lovely @hellishjoel post her #hotdilfsummerchallenge, i was positive i wanted to join in! such a pleasure to be involved in this — thank you kylee for creating such a fun way for this community to get involved! as a curvier woman, i wanted reader to reflect that. because... joel miller is a handsy mf and loves to just grab himself some wide hips, thick thighs and phat tits <3 but ofc, this is can be for various body types. please please please, leave your thoughts and even constructive criticism! <3 DILF NEIGHBOR JOEL, YOU WILL ALWAYS BE FAMOUS!!!!

You’ve got to be fucking kidding me. 

You release a groan of annoyance as the visual of your TV, coffee table lamp and humming of the refrigerator all flicker off into silence. The frills on your throw-blanket settle, as the ceiling fan no longer produces the small gusts of wind that have caused you to be rather chilly on this hot, humid and rainy summer night. 

When you made the courageous decision of moving across the country for a new teaching opportunity in Austin — you were never informed on the true brutality summertime unleashed onto Texas residents. More-so, you really had nothing to do but be caged up in the comfortable AC of your home. You’ve been here for roughly 14 months and the only "friends" you’ve made have been the 28 fourth graders you had the pleasure of teaching last school year. Tragic. 

Your coworkers, did not handle your arrival pleasantly. Young, beautiful, freshly-educated and determined. That’s what your grandmother referred to you as when you called her sobbing after your first week. Informing her that the seasoned teachers won’t even bat an eye at you, and when they do it’s a look of disgust. Whispering amongst one another. Like you were in middle school again, trying to befriend the popular girls. 

“I was foolish to think things could be different for me down here, so stupid of me.”

“Now listen to me, you are the most intelligent woman I know. More than anyone in this family. Bullies like that, it stems from an unknown jealousy and overbearing insecurity. Don’t let a few sour grapes ruin this outstanding career for you. Your students adore you already, and so do I. Just continue to be yourself and if that isn’t enough for them, so be it.”

Your grandmother always knew how to make you feel better. She had been instilling your own sense of confidence since you were a little girl. The only adult in your life to do so. If only her words were enough. Your coworkers just never let up. After overhearing them gossip about you during lunch break, you gave up your attempts indefinitely. 

“She really thinks she deserves a place here?”

“Look at her back rolls in that shirt…”

“She really needs to put that sandwich down.”

“Why is she so quiet? It’s freaky, honestly. No wonder she’s always alone.”

You’re not a stranger to being alone. You practically have been your entire life. Your parents never really bothered to form a genuine relationship with you, always so focused on your younger sister. She was the prettier, thinner, more impressive version of you. You have only had one best friend throughout your long 24 years on this earth. She was smarter than you and moved away from the timid small town you shared in Northern Maine, choosing an out-of-state university. So, being alone was a familiarity. You have made peace with it. But being lonely — that’s a whole other ball-park. 

The booming thwack of thunder startles you from your thoughts. Your sweet calico boy leaps from your warm lap and scurries under the dining table — tail puffed in fear. “Milo... it’s okay,” you whisper. He just gleams at you with his jet-black saucer eyes. Even you don’t believe your own words. You are not used to storms like this, and you didn’t really prepare. You read some articles online about stocking up: having plently of batteries, candles, non-perishable foods. Yet, you didn’t do any of that. 

Rubbing away the moisture from your damp upper lip — the heat inside your home already becoming unbearable. Deciding on a whim, you can head to a nearby hotel for the night. Unsure how long you will be without power and don’t wish to succumb yourself or your cat to the searing temperatures of the night. 

The rain has slowed down, as you feel the soft patter on your umbrella. Throwing your purse and water bottle in the front seat, you begin to dread unpacking all this stuff when you get to the hotel. Bags, cat litter, cage — scrutinizing yourself mentally and deciding you better fucking prepare for the next storm. 

“Where ya headin’ sweetheart?”

Your heart jumps at the deep smooth Southern voice that fills your thoughts at night. When your hands would find their way in between your quivering legs. Throughout the day. Pretty much all the time.

Joel Miller is the only person in this town that has ever filled the lonely void you can never seem to fill. When you moved to the quiet suburban street, he was the first to come greet you as you struggled to pull your mattress out of the U-Haul. Immediately lending a hand, and proceeding to lug all of your remaining boxes, furniture, miscellaneous items into your new home. 

“Pretty lady like you, shouldn’t have to lift a single finger.” He remarked when you blushed and assured him you could handle the rest, not wanting to be a burden. Even though the sweat dripping down your back was apparent and 5 minutes prior you had no idea how you’d be able to unpack the remainder of the truck. He then assured you — there was no way in hell you were being a burden. Words that were a rarity. 

Later that afternoon, he invited you for dinner at his home. You met his lovely daughter, Sarah. Where everyone learned that you were her new school teacher. What were the odds? 

Following that, seeing Joel was frequent. From parent-teacher conferences, backyard barbecues for the neighborhood, or even small intimate dinners with Sarah at each others homes. Sarah would even spend the night at yours on occasion. When Joel had a late night at the construction site, or when she just needed some girl time. You adored that little girl, and vice versa. 

You also adored the fuck out of Joel. 

So when you looked up at his porch, finding him in nothing but a pair of plaid pajama pants.. your throat went dry. His tanned skin gleamed softly from the street light — little speckled freckles adorned his waist in various spots. And that darkish grey hair on his chest and fat of his lower tummy that flowed underneath his pants. Your brain fuzzy at the thought of your face pressed against it as you swallow his cock. 

But you were not a fool. Joel would never express an attraction towards you. A man like that? He deserved the perfect woman. 

“Darlin’?” He speaks again, a bit louder. Disturbing your wandering thoughts. 

“I- I was gonna head to a hotel for the night, my house is too hot already. And I don’t want Milo to be uncomfortable.” 

Joel’s eyes wander down your body as you explain — the plush jiggle of your tits in that small tank. Nearly spilling out. Slightly damp from the rain or humidity. The chub of your tummy spills slightly from your leggings. A sight that makes his cock swell unbearingly. An act that occurs more often than not when he sees you or even thinks of you for the countless minutes of his day. 

“No way. Not gonna let ya drive in this weather. Plus, most hotels nearby are gonna be overbooked. I got the generator up n’ working, got the spare room too. You’re stayin’ over.” 

“No! No, Joel. I can’t.”

“N’ why not?” His hands have found his way to his hips, popping a knee out and giving you that classic dad glare. Not angry, but confused as to why you’re even protesting when he’s already decided. 

“I don’t want to intrude and I have Milo. You and Sarah are allergic.”

“Sarah left yesterday to stay with her mom in California for the rest of the summer. Besides, Milo loves me. I can handle a runny nose as long as I know the two of ya are safe.” 

To this, your stomach nearly flips inward on itself. You’ve never been alone with Joel in his home. Not for this long. The few times you’ve come over to help him with dinner before Sarah got home from soccer practice, have always been excruciating. Staring at him without worry. Watching his muscles flex through his t-shirts. Big hands chopping vegetables and plating food. His hand lightly touching your waist when scooting by. 

There’s no possible way you can survive a night in Joel’s home. 

But, he’s already grabbing his umbrella and walking over to you. He grabs your stuff from the car and tells you to go grab Milo. So, you do.

Joel slips on a t-shirt after he put your stuff in the spare room, disappointedly enough. You nearly told him to keep it off, but held your tongue. You made yourself comfortable at the island barstool as you typed up some early lesson plans, Milo at your feet. 

He patters over to Joel who is now leaning against the counter, brushing against his leg. He then leaps onto the granite and purrs against Joel’s arm. 

“Psst! Milo get do-“ you beg, embarrassment coloring your cheeks. 

“S’ okay, sweetheart. He’s not botherin’ me,” Joel attempts to settle your nerves. Petting Milo’s soft fur and scratching under his chin, that special spot all cats love. “Can I get you anythin’ to drink?” He nods towards the coffee he’s brewing. 

“Coffee would be nice, thank you.” You beam at him. Joel’s heart skips a beat every time your cheeks puff up ever so slightly when you smile at him. It’s something he swears is the most endearing thing about you. Of course, he’s only ever shared that with his daughter. Who begs her father to just take her favorite teacher on a date already. 

Joel grabs some sugar and oat milk from the fridge, your favorite. He learned from the few breakfasts you guys had shared. A bit of sugar and a nice gulp of milk softens the dark roast color in the mug, he slides it over to you as he grabs his plain black coffee. 

“You remembered!” You giggle slightly at the Number 1 Dad title that adorns the mug, taking a sip. You moan at the taste, exactly how you like it. 

“Of course I did, darlin’.” You almost hate how easily those pet names roll of his tongue. You summed it up as his southern hospitality, figured he calls any woman those special names. “So, you ready for this new school year?”

An icky feeling settles in your stomach. The thought of returning to the painful and toxic work environment you can only escape when you’re with your students.

“Not without my Sarah girl,” you swiftly change the subject towards the one person he can talk hours about.

He smiles proudly at her name. 

“Ya know, she still all mad that you wouldn’t flunk her so she could have another year with ya.” Both your laughs quickly fill the empty house. 

“Well, even if I tried to, that girl is too smart for her own good. She should skip a grade in my opinion.” You state, and you’re truthful at that. Sarah Miller is as intelligent as she is quick-witted. 

“Yeah, she gets it from me.” At that you roll your eyes playfully. Typing something up before closing your computer and taking another sip of coffee. “Although I love boastin’ over her, I guess I meant are you excited to go back? They treat ya good there?” 

Joel watches the color drain from your soft skin. Realizing he touched somewhere that might be too personal. Too raw. “M’ sorry sweetheart, shouldn’t have asked.”

“No- no uh, you’re fine. Um, honestly? No. I’m not excited. The staff there aren’t exactly the kindest bunch.” You confess, slight unease crawling over you. 

Joel’s eyes scrunch in confusion. Mind blank on how the kindest soul he knows, could be surrounded by complete opposite. “Whatcha mean?”

You sigh letting the anxiousness settle a bit before speaking again, “they hate me. I don’t even know why, really? I have tried my hardest to get them to accept me but nothing seems to work. Whether it’s jabs at my appearance, teaching style, they’re never satisfied.” Your eyes are burning slightly, haven’t confessed this burden you constantly carry to anyone. “If it wasn’t for your daughter and my class, and… you.. well, I think I wouldn’t have made it through. I try to be strong, I try to be everything that people expect from me but it’s just so hard, Joel.” At that, the fat tears begin to stream down your face.

Joel was frozen in shock. Or maybe anger. Protectiveness. He wanted to hurt the people who made you feel like this. The least deserving of any pain. He sets his mug down and snatches you in his embrace. Holding your head with his hand, stroking your back with the other. He lets you sob almost uncontrollably into his firm chest. 

“I just hate being so alone.” You whisper, clutching onto him. You can’t even be embarrassed anymore, you’re so overthrown by his scent, his comfort. Comfort you’ve not felt in so so long. 

Joel kisses your temple softly, "promise you're not alone, sweet girl." He nudges your head to look up at his own sorrowful expression. His thumb running over your full lips, a bit swollen from your teeth biting down on them in an attempt to muffle your sobs. "So beautiful." He murmurs as he leans down to place a kiss on your left cheek, his lips skim over yours before he places another on your right.

Joel just barely hears the whimper from the back of your throat when that feather light skim happened. He leans back half an inch, staring into your glossy eyes. "Tell me not to, and I'll let you go upstairs and get some rest. Tell me, sweetheart."

It feels like a whole minute passes by. The soft patter of the rain, the smell of coffee beans from each others breath, the same slow breathing that overwhelms the little space between you both.

Desperation.

Your fingers tighten on his shirt, "don't let me go upstairs, Joel."

Joel smashes his mouth into yours, his guttural groan flying into your soft whimpers. The softness Joel expressed a moment ago is long gone. This kiss is messy, teeth-clanking, tongue inside your mouth. Like he wants to devour you from the outside in. He releases your lip with a pop.

He threads his thick fingers through the base of your hair and yanks it back gently, tongue on your neck. Biting the skin there. "You're so soft, baby. Just need me to mark ya up, is that right?"

You nod as hard as you can despite his harsh grip on your locks.

"I need you to use your words, sweet girl. Let me know what you're thinkin'."

"Everything you do is okay. I want more. I need it all. Please."

"Oh baby, cm'ere," he wraps your lavish thighs around his waist and hoists you into his arms. Easily. Like you're just the most delicate thing he's ever held.

As he walks to his bedroom, you smile into his neck. Arms wrapped over his shoulders, hand rubbing ever so softly at his greying curls. You bite at the skin under his ear and he gives your ass a huge squeeze. Groaning at how his big hands barely hold all the meat there. He couldn't wait to touch and gnaw at this body he loved.

At the foot of his bed, he taps your leg as if telling you to get down. You stand in front of his massive overbearing figure, staring up at him lustfully. You grab the bottom of your compression tank top and pull it over your head, revealing your unsupported chest. Your heavy tits fall a bit.

"My god," Joel falls to his knees in front of you, face nearly level with your pebbled nipples. Both his hands grab a fistful of each, rolling them in his palm. Your sweet noises fill the room and he swears he might've just came in his pajama pants right there. He takes his teeth and bite at the fat above your leggings, licking and sucking at a sensitive part of you. Literally and figuratively.

Joel abandons your chest to yank your leggings and panties down in one move, coming face-to-face with your prickly oozing pussy. He can't restrain himself much longer, spinning you around he pushes you down into his mattress.

He spreads your ass open with both hands, the chub of your lips open ever so slightly as the slick between them strings together.

"Perfect cunt." That's when you feel the chill of liquid spat right onto your puckered hole, dripping down to your clit. He leans in, tongue catching the tangy mixture of your slick and his saliva, right on your throbbing clit.

You screech into the sheets, so turned on from his actions. As he licks up to dip his tongue into your hole, one hand that's holding you open sneaks up your back, to your neck and yanks your head up.

"Nu-uh, let me hear you, baby girl." He demands as he pauses to throw his shirt off as fast as possible — not wanting to leave your cunt for too long without the warmth of his mouth.

He sloppily makes out with your cunt as it clenches and unclenches under his tongue, his beard prickling at your skin. Like he wants your scent all over him for as long as possible.

"Ohh daddy, more more," you whisper hazily, hand reaching back to grab his head desperate to have him as deep as possible.

Joel stops as he processes your choice of title. "What was that, darlin'?"

You freeze at his serious tone. Just now realizing what you've called the man. "Oh my god, I'm s-" Joel grabs your wrist and pins it against your lower back — thick middle and ring finger hooking into you with no warning. Your wetness aiding in the rapid slide of them.

He spits on your puckered hole again and abandons your wrist to land a harsh smack against your ass.

"Only dirty girls say that word, baby. Are you daddy's dirty girl?" He edges you on as he spanks you again on the opposite side. Hard. Unsparing. A side of Joel you've never seen. And oh, does it make you feel that coil tightening within you.

"Mmmm yes yes 'm your dirty girl, daddy!" You groan loudly, eyes swelling with fresh tears. But not tears of pain from earlier, pleasure.

Joel's fingers fuck into you harder, thumb now rubbing at your clit as he leans forward to prod his tongue at your asshole. "Cum for me, my nasty sweet girl. Drench my face. Let me taste you even more." He halts his fingers knuckle deep, hooked inside your cunt as he presses into that spot on repeat. Like he's stroking it out of you.

That's all it takes for you to silently scream as you squirt all over his lower beard covered face and your thick inner thighs, that nearly squish his head from how hard you're coming. Joel just keeps himself situated, never letting up. Allowing you to completely let go and rut back into him, telling him you need more.

"Thaaat's it, my good fuckin' girl.” He praises as he kisses your cunt and ass, he leans over your face capturing your lips in a kiss so messy and depraved. “Open that mouth.” Spitting roughly onto your tongue with a groan as you taste your sweetness that he knows he will forever be addicted to. No chance of recovery.

He ruts his thick bulge into your ass as you whine needly.

"Really want you to fuck my face, now." You beg, hand reaching down to grope him through his loose pjs.

"Mmmmm," he murmurs as his hips keep rutting into you. "Tonight is about you, baby. M' gonna stuff your tight cunt so fuckin' deep you'll feel it in your throat, don't worry." And with that promise, he releases himself, throbbing cock slapping against his lower tummy. You flip onto your back just to see it and your eyes widen at the sight before you.

You always knew it was huge just from perception, but god. It's thicker than your wrist, and looks like it would prod into your cervix. Painful even. Joel senses the worry on your face as he pushes your legs back against your chest. Admiring the way your stomach folds into itself, soft roll after roll. And the thickness of your inner thighs lays heavy. He just wants to get down and feast on you again but he might die if he doesn't feel you wrapped around him.

"You're in charge here, sweetheart. Understood?" He explains as he rubs his fat cock head up and down your swollen slit — notching on your opening with every downward stroke.

You nod slowly, peeking down at the monster between your legs once more. He squeezes your ankle, subtly reminding you to vocalize.

"Yes daddy, I understand."

"Good." And with that, he pushes into your fluttering hole. Your eyes roll back immediately, head thumping onto the soft duvet. He pushes in deeper, barely halfway in and he sees your feet and eyes scrunch a bit. It almost feels like he could rip you apart. Maybe it's because you haven't been fucked in a hot minute — or maybe it's just that Joel is so fucking hung. More than any guy you've slept with.

“Deep breath for me, sweetheart.” He soothes you, as soon as he sees your chest fall — he slams the rest of the way in. Hips flush with the back of your thighs. Cock fully sheathed in your warm soaked cunt. Heavy brimming balls pressed against your little puckered hole. “You feel so damn good. Dripping for me.” Joel’s eyes close at the feeling of you hugging him so tight. He suddenly forgets the feeling of any other woman he’s pleased. Utterly devoted to you from here on out.

When he pulls out all the way to his fat tip — it notches on your opening. Like he has to put in that extra effort to fully remove himself from you. But he doesn’t, and starts fucking into you fully. Never half way, never pulling completely out.. but always making sure he reaches the end of you.

“Da- daddy oh, harder please.” You plead, squeezing his forearm at the overwhelming feel of him nudging your cervix with every thrust.

That confirmation of pleasure is all Joel needs to push your legs back even more — ankles by your head — and began a brutal relentless pace. Grabbing a fistful of your jiggling tit and messy hair, he pulls your head up so you can watch how he ruins you for anyone else.

“Ya see that, see how swollen your gettin’ already?” Joel questions as he holds your head perfectly to observe the slight lifted pudge on your tummy. Paired with the way his coarse hair rubs against your swelled clit — it’s a drool worthy sight.

“Cus’ your so big, Joel.” You sigh, eyes fluttering from the primal force he’s using on your body.

A smug grin flicks across his face at the view. Mind consumed by the most perfect woman. Eyebrows turning inward, the little lines between them deepening as you try to comprehend all the emotions in this moment. Removing his hand from your head, he finds your clit and swipes it upward. Over and over. Leaning down, he sucks as much of your breast into his mouth as humanely possible. Tongue flicking the pebbled area, coercing your orgasm from you. “Cum with me, baby.” His muffled command shoots straight to your filled core.

As he feels you spasm around his thickness, he stills balls deep. “There it is, baby…” Spilling his cum inside your warmth. Plugging you, keeping you full of him. Joel relaxes his body against yours, finding your mouth to kiss you gently. Sweaty foreheads against one another. Joel goes to push off of you, his comforting body heat about to be ripped away.

"No! Wanna feel you longer, please."

Your protest makes Joel's heart surge. "Of course, sweet girl." Wrapping his large arms around you, he flips you both so that your soft plush body lays above him. The new angle makes his spent cock nudge a bit deeper, you both moan at the faint squelch of his cum overflowing your cunt. "You're so perfect," he mutters.

Smiling into his full chest, you leave a swift kiss. "So are you. Thank you for this. For.. everything."

Joel's hands finds your back as he begins gentle strokes onto your supple skin, his head resting atop your own. "Thank you, darlin'. I want you to understand something, you might just be the finest thing that ever happened to Sarah and I. Y'know, she didn't really want to see her mom. Never had the best relationship with her. She just wanted to spend the remainder of the summer havin' ya over everyday to swim and all. That girl admires you more than anyone."

Eyes foggy, you shift to gaze up at him. "And what does her father think?"

Joel pauses briefly, rich brown orbs beaming into yours. "Think she's damn right. She didn't want me to tell you this, but she left so I could have some alone time with you — take ya out. Scolded me sayin' by the time she's back, we better be together." He laughs at the thought, you join him. Picturing that 4'9 ball of fire lecturing her father on the rules of dating.

"So, you're asking me out Miller?" You question with a heavy hopeful heart.

"Should've done it forever ago, darlin'." He confesses, placing a delicate kiss on your temple.

And with that, you place your head back onto the warm chest of the man you've craved your entire life. Realizing, ever since that day where he first greeted you with that sultry gentleman voice — you were never truly alone.

thank you truly for reading! let me know your thoughts below or in asks!! reblogs are greatly appreciated <3

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

Hi, I really liked it and I thought the maidenless board game club headcanons were really fun, I don't know if you've done it for any other club, but if not, I'd like to ask if you could do it for the basketball club if it were possible, it's the club that has some of my favorite characters and I would really like to read :)

[Maidenless Board Game Club headcanons here!]

asdyugagsodoefa Thank you, I'm glad you liked those original headcanons 😅 That post is actually a bunch of ideas I cooked up while talking with a friend. We also talk about the Basketball Club a lot, so here's a compilation of those too. It should be noted that I do not intend to complete this prompt for all of the characters; I'm only posting the Basketball Club content because I happen to have them on hand. Any and all mentions of the reader are meant to be gender neutral; gendered terms may still appear in these headcanons, but never in reference to the reader.

Curiouser and Curiouser...

Ace tries to claim his stake as the "cool guy" of the team by bragging about his ex to the older players + acting like some dating god and advice dispenser. They seem none too impressed by him, with some of them (including Floyd) dunking on him for being ganged up on and scolded by a bunch of girls.

He swears to his club mates he can bag someone, he just thinks dating’s way too much trouble so he’s fine by himself, thank you very much! It’s Ace obviously scrambling to salvage his pride and reputation among his peers. (No one believes him.)

During the move-in week to NRC, Ace was out in Foothill Town to buy school supplies. He saw Jamil in casual wear and mistook him as a mature onee-san so he catcalled him. Ace rambled on for a while before Jamil cut him off by informing him that he is a man. This shocked and embarrassed Ace so much that he shut up and scurried away, thankful that the chances of running into Jamil again are slim... until he sees the exact same guy at the Basketball Team tryouts.

Ace has too much pride to back out now, but he also deeply fears that Jamil will obliterate him by sharing their first interaction with the team. Whenever Jamil smirks, Ace gets a bad feeling in the pit of his stomach and dreads what Jamil will say next. It could be the end of his social life at school! (It’s dangled over Ace’s head as collateral to get him to behave; if Ace acts out, Jamil will start to tell the story as a warning.)

If Ace spots a cute spectator at their games, he’ll wink at them, then call out and dedicate his next shot to them. (Bro proceeds to completely whiff the throw; the ball bounces off the rim of the hoop.)

He feels insecure about his masculinity, especially when put next to his senpai who get a lot more attention than he does. Ace tries to mooch off their popularity by claiming he’s a lot closer to them than he actually is or by playing up the role of being “the cute one”, only to be humiliated by Floyd or Jamil’s jeers. “Mmm? Isn’t Crabby the one who called me ‘the worst’ the other day?” / “… ‘Cute’? You? Don’t make me laugh. You’re anything but.”)

Attracts a decent amount of romantic attention (which Ace loudly complains about) but never commits to actively pursuing any relationship in the long term. No one seems to hold his interest long enough--and besides, Floyd's not lookin' to be tied down.

When asked “why do you like them?” or “why are you with them?” Floyd usually responds with a shrug or an answer that’s not too well thought out like, “Uh, cuz they told me they were into me?” or, “I dunno, just felt like it today.”

Frequently pisses potential partners off due to his attitude. Floyd can be fun but he flakes very often, saying he’ll be there one day and then cancelling like an hour before the date. He’s never consistent with anything, and that tests patiences.

Also commits the sin of ghosting people once he loses interest or he feels they’re being too needy. Ace calls him a bastard for that, but Floyd shoots back by reminding Ace he did this to HIS ex too.

There was an incident in which his S/O of like... one weekend's worth of time saw Jade in public and approached him, thinking it was Floyd. Jade did not recognize them but played along just to have fun. The S/O was so offended they stormed off and broke up with Floyd via text. He wasn't bothered at all; he and Jade shared a laugh about it. ("You're equally awful," Jamil had chided them.)

Casually and shamelessly talks about his escapades. Doesn’t care to be tactful with his wording, lays it all out there. Ace is super invested in the gossip whereas Jamil makes it clear he’s disgusted by this use of their club time.

Single because he is legitimately way too busy with school, caring for Kalim, etc. to even entertain the idea of a relationship. Doesn’t need that extra stress right now.

Najma calls him “forever alone” to her friends and jokingly acts all disgusted whenever he acts slightly shy or affectionate towards someone. “Oh my gosh, Jamil…! Are you crushing on them?!” she teases him. “Wow, I never thought I’d see the day where you’d be all lovey-dovey…” Since that first incident, Jamil had vowed to himself to never allow his sister see him in such a vulnerable state.

Due to his flat voice and placid face, Jamil is aware he can come off as cold or disinterested. He makes sure to smile a little and to brighten up his tone when speaking with someone he wants to make a good first impression with--but he's also careful never to get too close, to be too familiar. He must keep polite and professional at all times, lest he bring shame upon his name--or the Asims' name.

Jamil has somehow settled into the position of the "team mom" (not by choice, but due to necessity; who else is going to round up all these idiots?). He's the one bringing snacks, reminding the team to behave and to stay hydrated, tending to injuries with his first aid kit, etc. Ace sometimes makes fun of this and claims "no one wants a second parent for a boyfriend", to which Jamil just rolls his eyes and tells him to stop acting so childish.

The only one with some god damn common sense around here. Jamil listens to the callous way Floyd and Ace treated their exes and shakes his head, sighs, and tells them off. In his head, he talks himself up and claims he isn't so stupid as to make the same mistakes that they did if he were in their shoes. (... Yes, Jamil Viper is his OWN hype man for hypothetical romantic situations 😭)

HE’S SO REPRESSED, HOLY SHIT. Since he can’t feasibly go out and seek a relationship, Jamil settles for daydreams of a peaceful domestic life, traveling Twisted Wonderland together, and other adventures. He’d rather die than share any of these fantasies with his peers.

[maxdibert]

Pretty messed up how some people are fans of a creepy and obsessive guy who didn’t care if a man and a child died just so he could get the girl.

Alright, let's break this down, anon, because there's a lot to unpack here.

I think I've mentioned this in several posts already, but I'll repeat it: Severus owed James Potter NOTHING—no compassion, no empathy, no mercy. Nothing. Absolutely nothing. James Potter was a rich, popular brat who abused his social and economic capital to torment a poor, unsupported boy for seven years just because he didn't like him from the moment they met on the train to Hogwarts, and from that moment on, he had it in for him. He was a terrible bully who used his friends to join in on that nasty bullying. So if Snape didn’t care that he died, well, Snape had every right to feel that way. Do you go to victims of domestic violence and tell them they should feel sorry for their abusers? No, right? Well, this is the same thing. James was an abuser, Severus was his victim. Severus did more than enough by not telling Voldemort to torture him to death with Cruciatus, because I would have. Honestly, I don't understand why Snaters always bring up the whole "James was dead and Snape walked over his body" as if it were some horrible thing when, hello! You're talking about an ABUSER being dead, mate. Of course, he walked right over his body—what surprises me is that he didn’t throw a party.

Harry had to die. I know this sounds terrible, but it’s basically what the prophecy indicated. He was a target that Voldemort wasn’t going to let slip away, his fate was sealed. And yes, it’s unethical. And yes, it’s immoral. But the truth is that wars are unethical and highly immoral, and horrible, monstrous decisions are often made. Harry was not an option—asking for mercy for him was pointless because there wasn’t going to be any.

I don’t think Severus ever believed that if James was out of the picture, Lily would go to him or anything like that. I mean, they hadn’t spoken for five years—about six by that time. Severus NEVER harassed or stalked Lily. The only time he went after her was when the whole SWM incident happened, and he tried to apologise. Once she made it clear she didn’t want anything to do with him anymore, Severus respected her decision, and as far as we know from canon, they never interacted again. So, I don’t think, after six years of not talking, with his supposed former best friend having married and had a child with his personal bully, Severus had many expectations of them ending up in any sort of romantic relationship. I think, quite simply, that Lily always represented the only good part of his childhood—the only happy memories, the only moments of peace amidst the hellish violence he endured at home. I believe this was crucial for someone like him, whose childhood and teenage years were marked by violence, and he wasn’t willing to let the one good thing in his life end up murdered.

I agree that Severus is highly obsessive, but haters tend to frame this in a derogatory way, referring to his "obsession" with Lily, and I think it needs some clarification. Yes, Severus is obsessive, and he’s terribly immature at times, and he overreacts enormously when confronted with something that really triggers him (just look at how quickly he loses his temper with Sirius, for instance). This is obviously because he’s someone who never had the opportunity to grow up normally or develop cognitively as he should have, because his whole life was marked by violence. His home life was violent, and at school, he endured violence, and then at 20 years old, he handed his soul over to Dumbledore’s cause and had to work for nearly two decades at a school that was the epicentre of many of his traumas. He literally had neither the spaces nor the environments needed to heal and grow into a functional adult, and you can clearly see this in his behaviour. I’ve always said Severus is more of a diva than the cold, mysterious character people often make him out to be in fanon. To me, he’s someone who, on a personal level, hasn’t been able to grow emotionally in a healthy way and doesn’t know how to manage certain situations, especially those tied to his emotional issues. That said, I also don’t think he was romantically and/or sexually obsessed with Lily. I do think he loved her or was infatuated with her in his youth—first love, crush, whatever. But I don’t believe his need to avenge her death was due to romantic or obsessive love. I think it’s more about his obsession with repaying his debt to her. Severus always felt partially responsible for Lily’s death, and that’s where his obsession lies: it’s not that he’s obsessed with her, per se, but with the fact that he feels guilty for what happened. He feels, in some way, responsible for the death of the one person who showed him kindness, affection, and care during his childhood, which made her the most important person in his life at one point. And guilt often leads to obsession, much like grief that is not properly processed, and I don’t think that kind of obsession is creepy. I think it’s a very human kind of obsession.

Lastly, I don’t find Severus creepy at all. Why is he creepy? I mean, Harry was running around with his invisibility cloak, spying on everyone. The Marauders had A BLOODY MAP that allowed them to track everyone at Hogwarts 24/7 like some kind of magical GPS. Is Severus really the creepy one here? There are literally Animagi who turn into animals to spy on people—I have to laugh at the whole creepy argument.

That being said, if you’re going to come into my DMs to complain about Severus, at least bring some convincing arguments because it’s a bit tiresome hearing the same nonsense over and over again.

[literaryvein-reblogs]

15 Ways to Improve Your Vocabulary

in response to:

1. Develop a reading habit. Reading is the most effective way to build your vocabulary. Read books, magazines, and newspapers that cover a wide range of topics, and pay attention to unfamiliar words. Look up their meanings and try using them in context. Vocabulary building is easiest when you encounter words in context. Seeing words appear in a novel or a newspaper article can be far more helpful than seeing them appear on vocabulary lists. Not only do you gain exposure to unfamiliar words; you also see how they’re used. In fact, 15 minutes is recognized as the ideal time for students to see positive gains in reading achievement; students who read just over a half-hour to an hour per day improve the most.

2. Utilize word lists. They are incredibly flexible tools that can help you organize your learning in a variety of ways. For instance, vocabulary can be grouped into small, easy chunks that can be revisited for maximum learning benefits. Research shows that a word needs to be seen up to 10 times before we really learn it, and researchers believe that staggered repetition is the best way to learn new vocabulary. Word lists help keep vocabulary terms in manageable chunks that a student can come back to as they gain mastery. I have posted some word lists HERE and will continue to add to this in the future.

3. Use the dictionary and thesaurus. Online dictionaries and thesauruses are helpful resources if used properly. They can jog your memory about synonyms that would actually be better words in the context of what you’re writing. A full dictionary definition can also educate you about antonyms, root words, and related words, which is another way to learn vocabulary.

4. Keep a vocabulary journal. Making a vocabulary journal is a great place to collect and interact with words you hear or see in your reading. Each page should be dedicated to a singular new word, including its definitions, synonyms, and antonyms. Review the journal regularly to reinforce your learning. 

5. Choosing appropriate vocabulary. It’s important to use words and expressions that fit the context so your meaning is clear. For example, different audiences for your writing will require different levels of formality: the vocabulary you use in an academic essay may not be effective for a blogpost targeting a popular audience. Consider the following questions to help you choose the most appropriate words for your audience and purpose:

a. What’s the exact meaning of the word? Words may be broadly similar in meaning but differ in important aspects of that meaning. Consider the difference between ‘the fragrance of flowers’  and ‘the odour of rotten eggs.’ Both words refer to the sense of smell, but fragrance has a positive core meaning while odour has a negative one. If you don’t know what a word exactly means, check it in a dictionary. b. Is the word attached to a feeling? Compare the two sentences: ‘The freeway snakes through the town’ and ‘The freeway meanders through the town’. In this example, snake indicates negative feelings about the freeway while meander doesn’t. c. What level of intensity does the word show? Many words with similar meanings describe different degrees of the same quality or action. For example, ‘comical’, ‘hilarious’ and ‘side-splitting’  show different degrees of funniness. Think about the intensity of what you want to convey when choosing words. d. Is the word formal or informal? Go for formal words and expressions in business communication and academic writing. In the following examples, the second expression in each pair is more formal than the first: (1) come up with / create (2) one after another / at regular intervals (3) huge / considerable (4) enough / sufficient e. Is the word polite? Words which describe negative qualities or sensitive issues too directly can be offensive. Good communicators consider the feelings of their audience. For example, when writing about childhood obesity, it’s more appropriate to use ‘children with weight problems’ or ‘children of an unhealthy weight’ than ‘fat children’. f. Is the word specific or general? Use words with specific meanings whenever possible to make your message clearer to your audience. For example, avoid overusing general verbs such as ‘be’, ‘do’, ‘have’ and ‘get’, especially in academic writing, as they don’t accurately convey specific ideas. It’s better to use a more specific verb or verb phrase to strengthen your message. Compare the impact of the verbs in these sentences: ‘To be successful, learners need to have high-level literacy skills.’ ‘To be successful, learners need to develop and demonstrate high-level literacy skills.’ g. What other words does the word often go with? Some words are frequently used together and therefore sound more natural in combination. This is called collocation. For example, we say ‘fast train’ not ‘quick train’, but ‘quick shower’ not ‘fast shower’. Similarly, it’s more natural to say ‘highly critical’ rather than ‘deeply critical.’

6. Play word games. Classic games like Scrabble and Boggle can function as a fun way to expand your English vocabulary. Crossword puzzles can as well. If you really want to be efficient, follow up rounds of these word games with a little note-taking. Keep a list of the different words you learned while playing the game, and then study that list from time to time.

7. Use flashcards. A quick way to build a large vocabulary is to study a number of words via flashcards. In today’s digital age, a wide array of smartphone apps make flashcards convenient and easy to organize. Aiming for one new word a day is reasonable. You can always go for more, but it may not be reasonable to assimilate dozens of English words every single day.

8. Subscribe to “word of the day” feeds. Some web platforms will provide you with a word a day—either on a website, an app, or via email—to help you expand your vocabulary. You can add these words to running word lists.

9. Use mnemonics. A mnemonic device is a form of word association that helps you remember words’ definitions and proper uses. For instance think of the word obsequious which means “attempting to win favor from influential people by flattery.” Break down that word into components: “obse” is the beginning of “obsessed,” “qui” sounds like the French word for “yes” (oui), and “us” is like the word “us.” So you can think of that big word obsequious as “obsessed with saying yes to us”—which is kind of what it means!

10. Practice using new words in conversation. It’s possible to amass a huge vocabulary without actually knowing how to use words. This means you have to take it upon yourself to put your personal dictionary into use. If you come across an interesting word in your reading, make a point of using it in conversation. By experimenting in low-stakes situations, you can practice the art of word choice and, with a little bit of trial and error, hone in on the right word for a particular context. Furthermore, speaking to native – or non-native – speakers of English (or any language you are learning) will guarantee you the chance to learn new words. Anyone who has ever wondered how to develop their vocabulary will know that the most important thing is putting your vocabulary to use and hearing what people say in return. This is how language works, and before long you’ll be finding ways to work those new words into your everyday use of the language.

11. Watch movies and TV shows. This simple activity can expose you to new words and phrases. When watching TV or a movie, pay attention to the dialogue and note any unfamiliar words. When the TV show or movie is done, look up the meanings of the new words and try to use them in context.

12. Build a story. Learning vocabulary words outside of their context is difficult, so why not create context with some creative storytelling? This can be an individual writing activity or you can do this in a group. A sample group activity: Choose a word list and determine an order in which your students or friends will take their turn. Every person gets to choose one word from the word list. You begin by writing the first sentence of a story; each student then uses their chosen word in a sentence to build on the story. This gets learners comfortable using the words in sentences, and putting those individual vocabulary words into a broader context. This is also an activity you can do via text, chat window, or email, which makes it perfect for remote learning.

13. Draw it. Sometimes the best learning activities are ones that don’t feel like a learning activity. This can be an individual activity but can also be used in group settings. Here’s a way to turn vocabulary acquisition into a game: Ask each student to have a piece of paper and a pen or pencil ready, and tell them you are going to be playing a drawing game. Using the private chat feature of your remote learning software, choose one student and give them a word from your vocabulary list along with its definition, and tell them that they have 20 seconds to draw it. While the student is drawing it, make sure that you make their screen the main screen of the software. You can do a countdown to keep up the momentum, or play music while you wait. At the end of the time, the student shows their drawing to the other students: The first student to guess which vocabulary word has been drawn is the next student to draw. This activity is not only fun, but also benefits students who are visual or tactile learners.

14. Be aware of idioms. Idioms are commonly used word combinations or expressions. These have very specific meanings that are not obvious from the words they contain, e.g. ‘a piece of cake’, ‘get the hang of it’, ‘an Indian summer’, and ‘after a fashion’. Many dictionaries list and define idioms if you look up the component words. For example, try looking up ‘Indian’ or ‘summer’ to find ‘Indian summer’. Idioms are generally more appropriate for speaking and non-academic writing.

15. Practice, practice, practice. In many ways, vocabulary is like a muscle – it will get stronger the more you use it. The key to building a strong vocabulary is to use it regularly. Try using new words in your conversations, writing, and everyday life. The more that you use them, the more they will become a part of your everyday vocabulary.

Sources & other related articles: 1 2 3 4 5 6 ⚜ More: Writing Notes & References

[sunboki]

⎯ SUMMER SOLACE. (TEASER) a StrayKids fiction

Stray Kids x implied! fem. reader (no poly)

TROPE. friends to lovers (not really lovers, more just strangers to friends), summerschool! au, reader is in student council as class prez

WARNINGS. cursing, very troubled childhoods, han lacks parental figures, minho’s mother passed, bullies, mentions of depression & anxiety, just overall very angsty themes, healing, sadness, comfort comfort comfort — ALL OF THE ISSUES/TROUBLES OF CHARACTERS ARE 100% FICTION

AUG'S NOTES. and without further ado comes one of my favorite pieces i think i’ve ever written before! well, this is only the teaser, but hopefully you enjoy!! please stay tuned for posting :)

SYNOPSIS. It was never your intention to be the one in charge of a summer school class—a troubled summer school class, but here you were. Eight boys in this classroom, all with their individual stories and silenced opinions. And somehow, you can’t find it in yourself to give up on them.

or alternatively :

Eight kids, one purpose. Get them to be okay with one another — with themselves — by the end of the summer.

Eight kids, one purpose.

Get them to be okay with one another.

Although, you didn’t realize that yet. That your Class President position would throw you right into such a mess (or what you referred to it as the first time you got word).

We all have the things we hate. The things we say we “heavily dislike”. But in reality, we hate it. It incessantly grates our nerves, has our patience forming into a ticking pipe bomb, enough that sometimes, we explode. Say things we don’t mean, get angry, get mad. 

The thing that sets these boys apart, according to the acknowledgements paper you were given, is that they don’t even try to be sweet, they don’t ask for forgiveness. Not towards one another, and most certainly not towards anything else. 

Your job is just as you said. Get them to be okay with one another. 

Catch? There’s a time limit. 

Twelve weeks of summer school. 

Twelve weeks for eight boys to, no, not be nice to each other, not be best friends (not even friends), but just to be okay with being in the same room, be within six feet of each other without tearing someone’s throat — or their own — out.

Is it simple? Absolutely not. 

You want to try though, because up till now, everyone has given up on these boys. People that the school district have deemed always successful have pushed them aside, called them impossible. 

You won’t be the next to give up. 

Twenty chairs in the classroom, yet not two sit next to each other, spaced out by at least three chairs per person. 

Your roster sits upon your desk, listing their names by alphabetical order. 

(Sitting on the furthest end of the classroom) Bahng, Christopher - nickname: Chan

He’s a football player (god knows how), who, despite hardly showing up to practices and arriving to random games—is always responsible for their wins. In some way you’re sure that’s the only reason he hasn’t been kicked off. 

Christopher’s an interesting case. 

He’s got amazing grades and passes school without fail, but no one has any clue about his home situation or whether he even has a home or not. You’re told he’s extremely distant and closed off, sort of void to life. He was sent due to excessive absences.

(Planted dead front of the class) Han, Jisung 

His record states he’s been sent to the counselor eleven times in the first two weeks of school for disruptions and inappropriate behavior. Jisung has an older brother who’s valedictorian, but they never speak to one another and don’t seem to have the best relationship. He’s said to be obnoxiously straight-forward and senseless, you wonder if it’s true. 

(Nearest to the window on your right) Hwang, Hyunjin

Despite his popular facade, Hyunjin is regarded as the “troublesome face-card” by many deans and counselors alike. Students adore his looks, but he couldn’t butt heads more with Jisung, and they’re often sent out together. Hyunjin is believed to have a worrisome superiority complex according to the last counselor he’s been seen by.  

(Opposite of Hyunjin across the classroom) Kim, Seungmin

Not much has been recorded as far as Seungmin goes. He’s apparently a huge instigator in lots of illegal activity surrounding campus, but no one’s certain. His last counselor claimed he stayed silent throughout his consultation and answered suspiciously vague for almost every question. 

(A few seats behind Jisung) Lee, Felix

Both him and Christopher have been reported for vandalizing parts of the school in odd, incomprehensible words like “Miroh” and “Maze of Memories”. Some gossip that they’re secretly a part of an underground gang. But upon first glance, Felix looks harmle—

A hand raising grabs your attention. It’s Jisung, wearing a grin when you nod for him to speak. 

“How much for a tit-pic, Teach?”

Everyone is silent, and you hear Hyunjin stifle a snicker in the distance. 

So this is what they meant by inappropriate behavior.

The corner of your lips twitch slightly, but you successfully maintain an unnerved expression, instead, smiling back at him. 

“Let’s not ask questions like that, alright?”

Jisung amusedly huffs, still eyeing you incredulously. Although, he doesn’t say any more, and you continue down the roster’s descriptions.

Lee Minho whose info is conspicuously sparse , Seo Changbin who lashes out randomly without clear conscience (some claim he’s bipolar, you think different), and Yang Jeongin remain, bio’s dotted in unspecified theft attempts, assumed messy family situations and brief mentions of mental illness that seems to a follow a similar pattern to the rest. 

Stacking the papers upon your desk, you card eight sheets of notebook paper from the drawer, walking through rows of desks to pass each boy a slip. 

All eyes are on you now, and your breathing feels excessively loud in the stifling quietness. 

Lightly clapping your hands together in hopes of stirring some sort of sound in this stale air, you speak as fluidly and audibly as your voice will let you. 

“Today’s assignment is simple. I want you to write everything about yourself.”

Confused brows lift, primarily from Minho.

“Whether it’s what you like to do, what you don’t like to do, your favorite things, your favorite places, books, movies.”

Another hand raises. Changbin, you remember his name.

“Yes?”

“We’re not in fifth fuckin’ grade.” He growls, words booming. That was another complaint: Changbin’s explosively unprovoked opinions. 

Biting back the urge to snap back, you place both hands on the podium at the front of the class, essentially grounding yourself. 

“Yes, well this is—“ 

Somebody grumbles an incoherent sentence, and Changbin is immediately on his feet, chair squealing, eyes wild with fury. 

Second complaint: his flaming temper. 

Grabbing a fistful of Chan’s shirt (presumably the one who muttered), he sizes up the taller boy, spitting wild curses.

Inhaling deeply, you approach them, withholding the instinct to wince at Changbin’s yelling. 

“Changbin, please go back to your seat,” You usher, watching them never take their eyes off one another. Chan is eerily unmoved, though effortlessly intimidating nevertheless. 

The former spins around, shoving the other boy off to the side and resorting to sizing you up now, chin lifted, gaze belittling. 

One press and you’ll have assistance come in and help. You remind yourself, referring to the small red button residing in your pocket that sends a direct call to the other counselors. 

What good will that do? Your first step is getting them to be okay with you, not to mention each other.

No. You can do this, you’ll be fine. 

“Who the fuck are you to tell me what to do?” He spits, glaring as you back up the more he steps forward. That is till you stop and cause him to stop as well, leaving only a few centimeters separating your faces. 

“Because,” You ease, shoving a finger into the center of his chest sternly. “I’m your teacher now, and you’re stuck with me. So deal with it.” 

Tilting your head, you meet his eyes, hooded behind a veil of black hair. 

“I’m sure a fifth grader could understand that, right?”

And with that, you point to his seat and spin on your heel, taking a seat and watching the boys, one by one, lower their heads and begin writing. Well, excluding Changbin, who’s hands stick by his sides, staring at you. 

He chews his lip then turns around, shuffling back to his desk. 

By the time the dismissal bell echoes, you would like to say you see light in the distance, but the endless tunnel ahead tells you you’re far from even beginning.

sunboki, may 2022 ©

[katnissmellarkkk]

also i know it’s a popular headcanon that katniss has a relationship with asterid post canon but tbh? it could just as easily go the other way. really, i feel it could more than likely go the other way and katniss and her rarely speak at all after a while.

and i don’t mean this in a “there’s no way they *could* ever repair their relationship”. it’s just… suzanne was given many chances to develop their relationship or even asterid’s character itself but at every opportunity she kind of just brushed past it. the only thing we know about asterid at all is she’s beautiful and she’s depressed and she’s a talented healer and she’s never there for her kid when something truly bad happens. that may sound like enough to build a character in fics or fandom discussions but it’s not. she may be one of the most neglected characters in the series tbh and her relationship with katniss is largely ignored or pushed aside. especially considering how prevalent parents are in basically every other YA franchise, even if they’re not physically present.

so idk. because we have tiny minuscule references to their relationship developing/healing in cf and mj but it really feels like suzanne had an idea for them in the first book and then got bored, the same way a screenwriter throws out ideas in season one of a show but by season two or three they’ve completely forgotten them or ignore them because they aren’t as interesting as they thought they’d be.

[voidcrystalline]

Aespa Profiles

A/N 1: These profiles are a bit more intense/deviant/gross than others have been, so be warned. If there are enough requests for it, I can do slightly less extreme profiles for Aespa as well.

A/N 2: I'm trying a bit of an unreliable narrator thing in these profiles (ie. something contained in these profiles is explicitly an in-universe lie), which will only really be noticeable once I write some short fiction follow-ups. I don’t know when that will happen or how much it will matter since I don’t really have a “true canon” but it seemed fun at the time. And you can’t trust corporations, so it makes sense when you think about it.

Overall Notes: By extremely popular demand, the Workshop has acquired, through great effort, the former members of Aespa. While most members were not physically difficult to acquire, there was a great degree of political maneuvering and money involved in this process, especially considering their active contracts with SM, and their immense profitability. The prices of these four will certainly reflect this extra effort. Once it was determined to be a legitimate possibility, our wonderful clientele came out in droves to make requests. While we could not accomplish all of them for a variety of reasons, we did our best to accommodate.

Subject Name: Winter

Acquisition: Subject successfully evaded capture by befriending a local criminal organization. After several weeks, she was turned over to the Workshop in exchange for a bounty.

Containment: Advanced electronic locking systems recommended.

Features: Slim figure, quiet and defiant demeanor.

Modifications: Standard preservative modifications made post-acquisition, nipples pierced, several large and unflattering tattoos (cosmetic modifications made by local criminal organization, and are quite gaudy, though exceptionally well-executed (the Workshop offers tattoo removal for a nominal fee, but it is a lengthy process)), no designer modifications.

Specialties: Breathplay, bondage

Designer Comments: Subject attempted to avoid slavery by putting herself in the hands of a rather notorious gang. This backfired as one might expect, as she was turned over to us upon announcement of her bounty several weeks later. The cooperating gang members weren't forthcoming with information about her time with them, but it appears to have been unpleasant. Besides some tattoo and piercing modifications, subject seems to have been traumatized mentally. She still presents some resistance to commands, but quickly obeys upon the implication of violence. No permanent physical traumas have been noted, but subject did require some medical care upon acquisition. Subject is conveniently quite knowledgeable in providing sexual satisfaction, and her usual haughty demeanor is greatly diminished during sexual acts. Subject could also be ideal for a buyer who wishes to play out a knight in shining armor fantasy, and arrangements may be made to facilitate this, staged somewhat like a prison break scene. After playing out this fantasy, one could easily course correct and use subject as a standard slave. When doing so, subject may temporarily become quite defiant again, but should continue to respond as expected to physical threats.

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Subject Name: Giselle (Referred to in this documentation by her birth name, Aeri, at her mother's request.)

Acquisition: Aeri fled to Japan, but was quickly found and acquired thanks to assistance from her mother, one of our most loyal clients. Aeri otherwise complied with personnel. All modifications were directly requested by Aeri's mother during acquisition*. 

Containment: Simple locks should suffice to discourage escape, but Aeri may frequently require arm and leg restraints for her own safety.

Features: Uncommonly large hips and glutes, multilingual, cosmetic and designer modifications courtesy of Aeri's mother.

Modifications: Standard preservative modifications made post-acquisition, full sterilization, mild bulking, system for modifiable eye and hair color, removal of lip filler, remote-controlled electrical shock implants, menstrual cycle hormone enhancement and frequency increase (see Designer Comments), dramatic elasticity and plasticity increases, implanted vibrators near erogenous zones, clitoris enhancements, permanent and scalable anal lubrication, oral and anal pleasure rewiring.

Specialties: Extreme penetration, humiliation, doll play.

Designer Comments: Aeri was a troublesome subject from the beginning, and found numerous non-violent methods of refusing to participate in training. She was occasionally somewhat violent, but such attempts proved especially unsuccessful and demoralizing for Aeri. With every modification however, Aeri became less capable of resisting. Her shock and vibrating implants were quite helpful in this regard but it was the modifications to her menstrual cycle that made the greatest difference. Aeri now menstruates on a weekly basis rather than monthly, though each occurrence tends to be shorter than previously, lasting on average 24-48 hours. Her cycles are quite mild in terms of the usual menstrual effects, but she produces hormones at an extreme rate, which cause some mental distress before causing an instinctual desire for sexual pleasure, which will overcome all higher thought processes. Aeri will seek out sex during these times as if it were a base biological requirement like food. At the height of these cycles, Aeri becomes quite desperate, and will attempt to penetrate all of her own holes with anything she can find, potentially to the point of causing herself damage despite her improved elasticity.

*Aeri’s mother has been a loyal client of the Workshop since its opening, and will be in contact with Aeri's buyer to discuss the finer points of Aeri's suite of modifications.

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Subject Name: Karina

Acquisition: Subject was acquired with little effort from an SM office. She complied with personnel, though the personnel involved restrained her, reporting that her demeanor was somewhat menacing, and the manager meant to meet the team was reported missing shortly thereafter.

Containment: Though subject is quite obedient, it is recommended to have bodyguards nearby during interactions, outfitted with alarms connected to subject's vitals monitoring system.

Features: Highly desired, very large breasts, cautious demeanor.

Modifications: Luxury preservative modifications made post-acquisition, very mild breast augmentation, breast enhancement for long-term firmness, openable nipples, permanently triggerable lactation.

Specialties: Variety breast play, pet play (cow).

Designer Comments: By popular client request, subject has been outfitted with several breast related modifications, and has expressed displeasure with the more unusual ones regardless of the physical pleasure she feels. First, subject's nipples may be penetrated by a phallus or fingers without permanent harm. This requires preparation that can take ten to thirty minutes (a set of small devices will be provided which can accomplish this autonomously), but each of subject’s breasts can accommodate an object up to roughly seven inches in length and two in diameter. This is painful for the subject, but additional modifications cause inner-breast stimulation to also be quite pleasurable. Subject’s nipples will recover in full after approximately three days depending on the level of abrasion. Both inner and outer breast stimulation also causes subject to lactate. Subject’s breasts have been modified further to retain (and recover to, when necessary) their natural state for an indefinite time. Subject's various training also revolved largely around the use of her breasts, and subject is reasonably submissive to all orders. Thus, any action she could conceivably perform involving her breasts, she will (ie. bringing a drink between her breasts, defaulting to a titjob when told to sexually perform without specification, etc).

☆☆☆

Subject Name: Ningning

Acquisition: Subject was apprehended while attempting to apply for asylum in Hong Kong after being exiled from China, and presented no meaningful resistance. 

Containment: Subject seems moderately capable, but no attempt at escape has been made. Simple locks should suffice.

Features: Mildly exotic appearance, frail nature.

Modifications: Standard modifications could not be made due to underlying medical conditions, and is on a regiment of medications to remedy this. Very mild breast and glute augmentation.

Specialties: Cum play, body worship, footjobs.

Designer Comments: Subject was severely damaged by an illness caught a short time before acquisition, and has become quite physically fragile as a result. Her bones are prone to fracturing and her skin to tearing, and her recovery times are longer than average. A set of medications was created for these afflictions, and they have been proving useful as subject is now able to receive gentle penetrations without injury. It is not yet known when these will be fully cured, but the medications are made more potent by the introduction of a healthy person's biological matter (both male and female ejaculate are the most readily accessible, safe, and functional). To facilitate this speeding of her healing process, subject was heavily trained to specialize in, and seems to enjoy, cum play. Subject has become quite adept at using her hands and feet in sexual encounters, and collects ejaculate to combine with her medication, of which there are oral and suppository components. Subject has also been thoroughly trained to show her appreciation for the assistance in her recovery, and would make an excellent purchase for buyers who enjoy passively receiving gentle physical pleasure.

[remidrew]

Whumpril Day 8: Burnout

Read on AO3-> Here

20,365 followers. 

April couldn’t believe it. All her hard work was finally paying off. Ever since the whole Superfly scenario, she had been uploading daily to her YouTube channel. Leo had been helping her film after school in the school’s darkroom and had become her unofficial cameraman and editor. 

It was nice to see someone as dedicated as she was. Leo had pulled a few all-nighters to finish editing in time for the 3:00 daily upload and he was always down for whatever. If April told him she wanted to film whilst wading through the Hudson or inside the museum of natural history after closing, he would be there. If she said she had a wild conspiracy theory about what was turning the walls in the cafeteria green, he would listen. 

April had never been the most popular or the best at making friends and most people found her conspiracy theories or investigations a little too out there. 

Of course her mom had always been there for her and been supportive of her ambitions but this was different. 

Leo was a friend who was her age and with enough modern pop culture knowledge to understand the references she made. He was an amazing partner and April couldn’t imagine doing her show without him. 

She was so lucky to have such a good friend.  

Another successful week later and April entered the dark room after classes, carrying a cup of coffee and her notebook. She had been up all night writing down ideas for leads on the whereabouts of TCRI. They just couldn’t completely gone. It just wasn’t feasible. She’d received word back from one of her contacts, a city power washer who mostly worked near the TCRI lab, that he heard from one of his co-workers who heard from her wife’s friend’s uncle that TCRI had fled with Cynthia Utrom to a smaller lab location somewhere in the Northern New York suburbs. 

April set down her coffee on a table and began flipping through her notepad. Somewhere she had made a list of possible suburbs to investigate. 

“Hey,” Leo mumbled as he entered the dark room, carrying a large binder to his chest. “Did you have Mr. Harris for Algebra I?”

“Hey,” April looked up from her notebook to give him a small smile. “Yeah, it’s an easy A,” she said flippantly. “Just do the homework and you won’t have to study for the tests or quizzes.” 

Leo gave a little nod, “Right, thanks.” He set his school bags on the table and then reached inside to pull out a quick snack of pretzels. “So, are we just filming here today?” He asked as he bit into a pretzel stick.  

April nodded, her smile spreading wider across her face as she finally found the list of towns. “Yeah, I wrote a quick fluff piece on the new tables the cafeteria is getting.”

Leo gave her a puzzled look, “But I thought you hated fluff pieces?” 

“Oh, I do but we need to keep this upload streak going or the algorithm is going to forget about me,” she began to rant, stepping closer and closer to Leo, “and then none of my videos will get any attention and my career as a journalist will be over!” 

“Right,” Leo said as he backed away. “But is anyone really gonna care about the new cafeteria tables? I mean we go to school here and I don’t even think we care.” 

April let out a sigh, “I know–I know. It’s dumb but we have to post something! Besides–” She held up her notebook, “I’ve got a big lead for a video next week!” 

“Do you still think aliens are somehow involved in TCRI?” 

“As a matter of fact, yes,” she stated bluntly, “But this isn’t about that. I made a list of all the nearby towns with TCRI sightings and I think this could be our big break for April Tonight! Think you could come with me this weekend and film some on the scene investigative journalism?” 

Leo blinked, “Us? Alone? On a trip?”

April let out an awkward chuckle, “Well, yeah? Unless you wanna bring one of your brothers?” 

“No-no-no,” Leo frantically shook his head, letting the tails of his mask slap him in the face. “I mean—I,” he stumbled, “I think they’re busy and like remember that time Mikey dropped that light and Raph and Donnie’ll get bored and—“ 

His face was turning bright red the more he rambled. It was kinda cute, how nervous he got. April was never sure quite why he got so nervous but it happened so often she just assumed Leo was an anxious person. She could relate to that. No wonder they got along so well. 

“Leonardo,” April said softly as she placed a hand on his shoulder. 

That immediately shut him up. He let out a puff of air then forced an awkward smile. “I’d love to, April.” 

“Yes!” April cheered, then pulled Leo into a tight embrace. “You’re the best. This is just what the channel needs!” 

Leo hugged her back, practically melting away in her arms. “Yeah, I just need to ask my dad.”

A few days later, April was sitting in the dark room, after school as she always did. She had her laptop in her lap, an iced coffee in one hand, while using the other to scroll her channel analytics page. 

Her views were down. 

Her subscriber count was stagnant. 

Leo had been right about the lunch table fluff piece, no one cared and it was evident in the lack of engagement the video had garnered. She groaned and smashed her face into the keyboard. 

What had she done wrong? 

She had been sure to upload a video every single day since she started. She was sure to mention the like button and the subscribe button in every video and she even provided links to all her recent uploads on all her other social media as well as each of the turtles’ and Splinter’s. 

April’s hands shook as she took a sip of coffee then pressed her thumbs into her temples. Her head was killing her. She knew it was probably the lack of sleep or lack of water or maybe a bit of both but she didn’t have time to worry about frivolous things like sleep and hydration; she needed a good and interesting story. 

She needed to go big. She needed to wow people. Fluff pieces weren’t going to cut it. She needed to have breaking news for each and every upload. She needed to have everyone on the edge of their seats. She needed—

Leo

Where the hell was he? It was already well past three and school ended at 2:15. It wasn’t like him to be late. He was supposed to be bringing the edit for that day’s upload. It was another fluff piece this time on new treadmills at the Coexisting Center. It wasn’t anything special but it was important to keep up with the upload schedule so the algorithm didn’t leave her behind. 

Just as she was about to text him, he entered the dark room looking a bit disheveled. His school bag was hanging onto one of his shoulders, wide open and spilling out. He clutched his math book to his chest and held his head low. 

“Leo!” April said with a big smile across her face. She sprang up from her chair, setting her laptop to the side. “I thought you were flaking on me for a sec.”

“No,” he said in a small voice, his eyes darting downwards. “Of course not.” He hugged the book tighter to his chest. “I just had to stay after class today. Sorry, I’m late.” His eyes stayed fixated on the floor. 

“Nah, It’s cool,” April said with a wave of her hand. “Teachers be like that sometimes. You have the new edit?” 

Leo pursed his lips then averted his eyes as he curled his arms tighter around the book. 

April’s heart skipped a beat. 

This couldn’t be happening. 

She might as well kiss goodbye all her dreams of being a real journalist. 

“Are you serious, Leonardo?” she snipped, “do you know how far back this is gonna set me?” 

There was a slight crack in Leo’s voice as he apologized. 

“All of the hard work we’ve done these past few months is all gonna go to waste!” It’s gonna take me forever to get picked back up by the stupid algorithm.” 

There was a pause then Leo looked up at her with teary eyes, “Is that all you care about!?” He tried to discreetly wipe the tears away, “Can’t you tell I’m trying my best here,” he snapped with a harshness that April had never heard come out of his mouth. “Sorry, I just can’t keep up with it all. I clearly can’t handle homework, editing, filming, and also keeping up with my usual training.” He tried to suppress a sniffle. “Now, I’m failing math, my dad’s disappointed in me, and I probably won’t ever get into a good college and April,” he paused to catch his breath, “I can’t even remember the last time we hung out just as friends and not about the show.” 

April’s heart skipped a beat as she stared back at him. He was right. They hung out practically everyday but it was all in regards to April Tonight. She couldn’t remember the last time they hung out to just be silly teens. There had been so many places around the city that she had wanted to introduce Leo and his brothers to but that had all been put on hold in order to focus all her attention on her silly Youtube channel. 

April looked back at Leo. His skin was pale and his eyes looked tired and lifeless with too many bags to count underneath them. His blue polo top looked slightly disarrayed and was oddly untucked from his khaki pants.

 To put it bluntly, he looked an absolute wreck. The complete opposite of the clean cut teacher’s pet look he usually gave off. 

He’d done this for her. 

He’d overworked himself to the bone. He had sacrificed his own good grades and sleep schedule all to help her with her silly internet news show and this was how she showed her gratitude? By scolding him for missing her unreasonable deadline one time. 

This. 

This had to be the reason why she hadn’t had many friends before the turtles. She was too driven, too focused, too obsessed that she lost track of being a good friend in the first place. 

She was cruel. 

She was heartless. 

But most of all, she was a bad friend. 

“I’m sorry, April,” Leo let out a sad sigh, “I really wanted to help out but I’m—-“

“Stop, stop,” April cut him off, “I’m the one who should be sorry.” 

Leo stared back at her blankly, blinking away the tears that were still forming in his eyes. 

April averted her own teary eyes, “I’ve been a terrible friend to you,” she finally admitted in a small voice. 

Leo opened his mouth to correct her that no, she was an amazing friend. She was his best friend but he just couldn’t get his mouth to say it.  

“I guess I just wanted this so badly.” April admitted, a slight waiver to her voice. “And when our views and follower count started going up I thought I was really gonna achieve it. I never knew numbers could make you feel so good. ” She let out a deep breath, wiped away her tears then adjusted the beanie on her head before finally looking Leo in the eyes. “But that doesn’t excuse the fact that I’ve been a shit friend to you.” 

“It’s okay—“ Leo started to say but then April cut him off. 

“No, you’ve been sacrificing so much just to help me. That’s not fair and I’m sorry.” 

Leo didn’t reply, he just hugged his math book closer to his chest and stared at the ground. 

“Let me tutor you,” April said abruptly. 

“What?” Leo shot his head up to look at her. “But then when are you gonna have time to–” 

“We’ll take a break.” 

“A break? But April–what about that big story you were working on? The one with TCRI and–”

“I’ll still keep working on it,” she said. “I just,” she let out a sigh. “I think I’ve hated just about every single video we’ve posted this last week and I think our audience agrees.” It felt simultaneously good and shameful to admit but it was the truth. 

The past few videos they had uploaded were rushed, boring fluff pieces and April had hated them. She hadn’t wanted to admit it before but deep down she had known it was the reason for the low views. 

“But what about the algorithm? The next time we upload it’s not going to do well, right?” 

April shrugged, “Maybe.” If she was being honest, she wasn’t even quite sure she understood exactly how the algorithm worked. All her knowledge came from what she saw other people online saying and maybe that wasn’t exactly the most trustworthy source. “But when people hear about the exclusive tea we have on TCRI, they’ll have no choice but to come flocking back to our channel!” 

A big grin spread across Leo’s face but quickly faded, “Will you still want to hang out with me if we’re not filming everyday?” 

“Of course,” April replied immediately, “I’ll be your math tutor afterall. Did I mention I got a 98 in Mr. Harris’ class?” 

Leo’s cheeks reddened slightly and he couldn’t hide the smile that spread across his face. “Right, yeah! That sounds amaz–,” he faked a cough to cover his overexcitement. “I mean that sounds cool.”  

April couldn’t help but let out a small chuckle. “Why don’t we grab some froyo and I can help you with your homework?” 

Leo gave a double thumbs-up, “Yeah, sounds cool!” He said awkwardly. 

“But you know, Leo,” April said, her voice a bit serious. 

Leo’s heart skipped a beat, “What?” 

“I would want to hang out with you even if I wasn’t gonna help you with math.” She elbowed him in the side playfully, “You’re fun to be around, you know?”

“Oh,” Leo said in a small voice, cheeks reddening. “Well, you’re fun to be around as well.” 

April’s smile fell ever so slightly. A part of her didn’t believe him. She had been so awful to him. She had been a terrible friend. It was difficult to fathom that he didn’t hold at least a little bit of malice toward her. 

She needed to make it up to him. To prove that she was a good friend. 

“And I-uhh,” Leo stuttered. “I noticed you changed your lipstick shade and I just wanted to tell you I think it looks really really nice,” Leo blathered. 

April blinked

That. 

That was not what she had been expecting him to say. 

One thing was sure, Leo held no malice toward her. He was just sweet like that. He always looked for the good in people. She felt so lucky to have met him.

[shipistemology]

When a hat is (probably) just a hat

So I posted recently about Jungkook’s nail polish and how people were losing all sense of logic and rationality and making huge logical leaps to link him with the other half of their preferred ships.

Today’s post is about Jungkook’s hat that day.

But first—

while looking thru twt to find what the going theories about the hat are, i found this one post about the nail polish that I missed. I should’ve known to look for something like this, ahahaha:

(@ removed bc I don’t want to funnel people over to that post)

If you read my previous post you know why I object to this one on soooo many levels. Briefly: 1) attributing intention to actions without knowledge (saying tae posted his nails “to let us know”). 2) Saying “it’s not all a coincidence” without knowledge that they planned to have a manicure at the same time together—there’s no way we can know they did, especially since the nails are nothing alike. If it was the SAME manicure, you could make a case for it not being a coincidence, but just having their nails painted at the same time isn’t evidence of that. 3) “I really like this kind of coincidence”, implying that there’s something substantive enough to call a coincidence, when it’s the kind of coincidence which is on the same level as both of them wearing a hat—any kind, not matching hats—within a week of another. Again, you could make a case if it was the same mani…. But it’s not.

It made me giggle, though, so I’m sharing it above. Conspiracy theorist will conspiracy theorize no matter what.

This post got SO LONG and I’m sorry. It’s divided into 2 sections: 1) Intel-gathering/A recap of the theories I saw on twt; and 2) A summary of all the arguments and inferences made, with a little breakdown about what stands and what doesn’t (this might be the more interesting part if you’re already up to date on the twts)

Intel Gathering (A recap of the theories on twt)

Now, granted that I have limited access to army twt/jikook twt/jungkook shipper twt, but, I didn’t see as much unevidenced inference-making and logical leaping as I thought I would. Doesn’t mean I didn’t see any though, haha.

Here’s the hat in question:

It’s a CK hat, with the CK in the same blurple color of his fancy manicure, with the word “Tokyo” layered over it. On the side of the hat, it says “Calvin Klein” and “Japan , 4 Chome-31-10, 〒150-0001 Tokyo” The 〒 before the number is basically a postal code mark.

I happen to speak Japanese, (should i do a post about the taekook interview in Japanese that makes people say that GCFT was supposed to be a vminkook trip…?) so let me break the address down for you in more detail than is necessary.

4-Chome-31-10

Chome is written as 丁目 and it’s read as “cho - meh” not “chowm” (as in rhyming with home). This refers to a specific area like a district or subdivision within in a ward or city. In some places in Japan, streets aren’t named (so you wouldn’t go to the intersection of two streets)—blocks (chome) are numbered. The numbers after the Chome are the block and building number.

〒150-0001 Tokyo

The 〒 before the number is basically a postal code mark. Like a zip code, in the US.

Basically, that address is a shopping plaza/mall in Shibuya in Tokyo called YM Square. Here’s a post from a Japanese Jikooker (with the auto translate into English)

I don’t care enough to investigate whether the job posting thing was true, or whether there was a CK store there until recently. The second twt in this thread is fun and cute to consider but also a bit wild—we’ll talk about that more specifically later.

Anyway, YM Square Harajuku is next to Omotesando (that’s like a specific avenue/road that’s really popular to go for shopping, touristing, etc).

Enterprising people online tried to find out if the hat was for sale—a Japanese poster shared a chat with CK customer service (here’s the image, translated, as found of twt) (the original poster has a private account and this was shared as a screenshot, so I have removed OP’s @. )

So it’s not a hat that is broadly available at the moment.

Which lead some people to consider whether it was part of a promotion for an upcoming store…

This post isn’t THAT wild, except for the last bit about the writing of “Tokyo” on the hat resembling Jungkook’s handwriting. That’s a stretch. Those are two letters that are pretty nondescript and don’t lend themselves to much individualism in handwriting. If it was a ‘g’, maybe you could make a case. As is, that’s a stretch. The stylization of the T isn’t nearly unique enough to support that it’s Jungkook’s handwriting.

Jikookers on twt correctly noted that much of what was shot in GCFT happened in the general vinicity of the address on the hat. This makes sense. Omotesando is great for shopping, street style, and a lot of tourists go there.

But someone posted this image and let me tell you it makes me scratch my head a bit.

So to begin with, this is a search for “Jingumae 4”. The 4 here refers to the Chome. Jingumae is the name of the district with the postal code 150-0001. Which tracks with the image above. But then it points to a location pin, which seems to imply that the hat is referring to this specific location (which isn’t even where the YM building is; the YM building is closer to the fork and knife icon to the left of the location pin) when in reality, 4 Chome is REAL BIG:

The YM building would be like a half block north of “Eggs n Things”. Not 100% sure of the alleyway shots from the harajuku shopping part of their trip, or about that specific stretch of bridge, but the rest of the arrows (Fendi, Tokyu Plaza intersection, Red rock restaurant) all are more or less in the right spot. So if it’s 90% correct, why the weird pin drop, making it seem like that was the SPECIFIC location? Nothing sinister, but also kind of head-scratching, like I said.

Now here’s the fun part. Some posts were made. I’ll share a selection.

And don’t forget the second half of the twt posted by the Japanese Jikooker at the top of the post.

This was the selca in question btw (look at them!!!)

What We Know vs What We’d Like to Believe vs What Will Expose Us for Delulu-Ass Clowns

Okay, so overall. What do we KNOW for a FACT, from all of the information above? What is a reasonable inference? What is a wild-ass assumption?

The facts and how we know them

HARD FACT: Jungkook was brand ambassador for CK before enlistment. We know because it was announced and he participated in formal campaigns (and informal campaigns such as folding his CK undies live on weverse) for the brand. We do not currently know, as far as I could find, whether he remains CK ambassador in 2025 post-enlistment era.

HARD FACT: GCFT featured many scenes shot in Shibuya/Harajuku/4-chome. We know this because GFCT is a public video on YouTube, shot primarily outdoors in easily recognizable locations that we can confirm via images from google maps.

HARD FACT: The hat features the address of a building on the side of 4-Chome where Jikook spent time. We know this because the locations in the GCFT video (public on YouTube, confirmable with google maps) are in the general vicinity (within a few blocks) of the Hat-ddress.

SOFT FACT: There used to be a CK store across from the YM Square building (the place indicated by the Hat-ddress). I’m not calling this a hard fact because I didn’t independently confirm this; the information comes from a fan’s post online which featured screenshots of some of the information and I’m taking it as a fact because whether it’s true or not (people doctor images, there’s a possibility it’s not true) doesn’t matter to me that much.

QUESTIONABLE FACT (more like a claim than a fact tbh): There used to be a job posting for CK including the YM square address which has since been pulled down. This was reported in a fan’s twt with a screenshot (again, people doctor images), and since the posting has since been pulled, there’s no independent way to verify whether it’s true.

LIKE 90% HARD FACT: The hat is not currently available for sale. We know this because fashion accounts have tried to find it so they can point people to where to buy it, but nobody has found it. Just because nobody has found it doesn’t mean it’s not out there… but it would be real silly for CK to have a hat for sale that nobody can find to buy, when Jungkook is modeling it. We also have soft proof through screenshots of chats with CK customer service posted by a Jikooker (again, images can be doctored).

The reasonable inferences:

Because the hat isn’t for sale, and the embroidery on it points to an address associated with a job posting online (now taken down, not verifiable), it is reasonable to infer that this hat may be associated with a CK branch store that hasn’t opened yet but is planned for the YM square building (at the address on the hat). Is there incontrovertible evidence that this is the case? No.

And that’s… really it for this category haha

The Wild-Ass Leaps (AKA: I see signs everywhere I look):

Jungkook Customized The Hat Specifically To Include That Address:

Is this out of the realm of possibility? No. Do people believe this for any reasons that hold water? Absolutely not.

It’s true that the address points to a shopping plaza that does not currently have a CK store (though someone reported a job posting which has since been taken down for a CK store at that address). It’s also true the hat isn’t publicly for sale yet. Neither of those two things alone or together are substantial enough to act as proof that the hat was customized to include the address.

More likely, this is pre-opening store swag. I wouldn’t bet on this 100% either, because, again, we don’t KNOW whether there will actually be a CK store at this address.

People who believe the hat was customized do so as part of confirmation bias—they are seeing a message in the address, and they want that message to be from Jungkook, so Jungkook must have put that message on the hat intentionally.

Which leads us to the next assumption:

The Hat’s Address is A Date / This References the Jikook Selca:

The 31-10 are a NECESSARY part of the address. If you take the 31-10 out of the address, then it points to the ENTIRETY of 4-chome, which is a huge-ass area (see the map image above)

The numbers 31-10 are indeed the date of a posted Jikook selca (adorable) that they took while they were in Japan. However, there is no reason outside of confirmation bias, no rational reason, to believe that the numbers (which are a part of a specific address for a specific building) were “chosen” or “included” on the hat because they reflect the date of the selca.

We can acknowledge that this is a lovely coincidence, and also acknowledge that there are a lot of numerical coincidences with Jikook, generally (1108 and 123 are the high frequency ones, I think?) but as far as I am aware, there have been no frequent and consistent references to that date/those numbers in that order in the corpus of jikook posts online.

Maybe they decided to play with a new number for funsies… but there’s no reason to believe that outside of deluludom.

Most probably, the Address is an Address. It’s a cute coincidence that there was a selca posted that day, but if someone asked me to stake my life on whether those numbers were put on the hat to point to that selca, I absolutely would NOT take that bet.

This Address Is There Because It Is Related to GCFT:

Yes, GCFT was filmed generally in the area close the YM square shopping plaza which is located at the address on the hat. However, this is a really popular area both to shop AND do tourism.

Guess what? Jikook did tourism when they were in Tokyo. They also did shopping. They did it there because it is a popular shopping area (seriously the second hand stores around there are insane).

Also guess what? If CK was gonna open a new branch… they’d probably do it in a place that people go to specifically to shop. (Again, this is relying on the reasonable but unsubstantiated inference that CK may be planning a new store in Harajuku.)

If someone were to customize a hat to include an address to remind them of a specific event in their life, would they pick the address of a building CLOSE to places important enough to film for that event? Or would they include the address of the ACTUAL place of the event? Less generally, if Jungkook didn’t include YM Square in GCFT, then why intentionally customize his hat to have the address for YM Square instead of, say, Tokyo Disneyland, or Red rock restaurant, or their hotel?

More likely, the address was already on the hat. Probably because there’s gonna be a CK store there soon (maybe, we don’t have any announcements or anything to point to, but that’s a sturdier theory than this one by a long shot).

And don’t get mad at me for this last one, but:

Jungkook Is Sending Us Messages / Jungkook Wants Us To Know / Jungkook Wants Us To Remember:

Two common traits common to people in cults, who believe that they’re receiving signs from someone/thing else, are confirmation bias and also selective attention. Giving weight only to the events that line up with their established beliefs, ignoring things that don’t fit. Another fun facet of this kind of thinking is that people will claim special knowledge (think how Tkkrs “know” about the fanservice contract that nobody has ever seen) to discourage critical thinking (as a thought-stopper) and to give themselves a veneer of authority.

We don’t know Jungkook personally. We dont know what his motivations are for doing things or saying things. We don’t know whether he’s telling the truth or lying with 100% certainty. We don’t know the inner workings of his mind are.

It is absolutely irrational and not supportable by evidence to attribute intentions to actions without direct confirmation of those intentions.

Remember that Tkkr post at the beginning? This is the same shit.

“Is it telling us something more about Jikook?” — I like that this is a question, but I don’t like that the only follow up questions asked are ones that lead the reader to the conclusion the author has already decided is true. A more honest question would be, “What does the hat tell us?” Because it doesn’t build a claim into the question, and because it leaves us open to consider all the options, such as: “it tells us an address.”

“Jungkook knows what he’s doing he never forgot his trip to Tokyo […] check out the meaning of the hat he’s wearing he’s making sure we all remember” — Hate this one, especially because it was in reply to someone else’s (I assume a tkkr’s) post. ‘Jungkook knows what he’s doing’ -> Assigning intention without evidence. ‘He never forgot his trip to Tokyo’->True enough, he’s mentioned it many times. ‘Check out the meaning of the hat’-> while including screenshots of the GCFT location map, the address on the hat, the CK+Tokyo logo on the hat, implies that the hat has a direct relationship to GCFT which we have no HARD EVIDENCE for, and which isn’t even really a reasonable assumption, but it is stated here as though it were a confirmed fact. ‘He’s making sure we all remember’->Yet again, assigning intention without evidence but claiming you know it for a fact with your whoooooole chest.

“Putting aside the possibility that it’s the address of the new store, it was [Jungkook’s] favorite number (31-10) […] + I’m also thinking it might have been a reminder of GCFT”—This one makes me crazy because why would you disqualify the most reasonable explanation (the address having to do with a possible new store)? ‘I like that the ‘I’m also thinking it might’ve been a reminder of GCFT’ is heavily qualified and not stated as a fact, but there’s no evidence to believe this is true. ’It was Jungkook’s favorite number’ -> you could translate this in a few ways but I don’t think that the nuance changes enough to worry about that. Either way, it’s a ‘favorite’ number because that’s the date of Halloween, with a selca posted that date? I mean, he likes Halloween, sure, but those two things do not a favorite number make. And as for 13-10 (Jimin’s bday) being a reason why 31-10 is a favorite number… there’s no reason to think this outside of confirmation bias.

And that wraps up what has become a VERY LONG POST indeed. I asked above if you think I should do a little breakdown of the Japanese interview that makes a certain shipping community claim that “GCFT was meant to be a vminkook trip”. Because that’s (surprise, surprise) misinterpreting what was said.

Does that sound fun? Again, my asks are open, and if you want me to look at any twt things in particular in this format (hopefully less wordy) let me knowwww!

[hikaruchen]

Reading this blog and procrastinating what I should’ve been doing at the moment, but it’s super helpful if you want to know more about the Anglo-Saxon and Viking material culture but don’t want to be bored to hell. All articles are done by an archaeologist specializing in mortuary archaeology, and he has already written several ones about burials and pagan practices during that time through the lens of The Last Kingdom. I’ve linked one of his posts before on ao3 when discussing about the historical accuracy of Alfred’s tomb effigy in the show under the pic Prayer from the Pagan, but didn’t really had the time to check others out. I just did it and find his other articles are actually super interesting to read as well.

For instance, back when I post this pic in January I said the colour palette was inspired by the Alfred jewel, but I completely forgot that it actually appeared in the show (2x04) where Alfred handed it to Æthelwold and said “Take this. It is a symbol of my kingship. Bear it with authority.”, which might be partially true but is hilarious if you give it another thought.

Because, why, in God’s name, would Alfred hand an ARTEFACT version of the piece he commissioned himself to his nephew? As Prof. Williams already stated (in this post), the Alfred jewel has long been assumed to be the handle part of a pointer stick for following words when reading a book, and if you look at the artefact itself it is quite clear that there’s a part that’s been missing as well. The reason why scholars think it has something to do with Alfred is because:

1) It’s written. The text on the frame literally says that “ÆLFRED MEC HEHT GEWYRCAN”, which means “Alfred ordered me made”. The more detailed explanation below (with the help of beloved wikitionary since I don’t understand Old English at all)

ÆLFRED (subject) Alfred, obviously MEC (object) me; accusative of iċ (I), but in the West Saxon dialect it’s actually an uncommon version of iċ’s accusative and is more often seen in the Anglian dialect. The frequently-used version for West Saxons is mē HEHT (verb) ordered; third-singular past tense for hātan (to call; to order etc.), often followed with infinitive verbs, cognate with heißen in German GEWYRCAN (verb) to make; I honestly don’t know if “to make” and “to be made” is just the same word in OE help And since the word order in OE is random as hell thanks to the case system (much like German which I eventually gave up learning because I don’t have a brain big enough for that. IT MAKES NO SENSE TO A NATIVE MANDARIN SPEAKER THANK YOU), it is eventually translated into “Alfred ordered me to be made”.

2) It was discovered in Somerset and has been dated to the late 9th century, and we all know what Somerset meant to Alfred

3) Alfred did say he would send a copy of his translation of Gregory the Great’s Pastoral Care to every episcopal see in his kingdom in the preface to it, with the book accompanied “an æstel of 50 mancuses”. Mancus was a term to denote a gold coin or a unit for coins worth about a month’s wage for a skilled worker, such as a craftsman or a soldier. Whatever that æstel is it must be worth hell LOTS of money

But honestly while I do think this interpretation sounds very much plausible I’m thinking about other possibilities as well - how many Alfreds exactly existed during his time? We know that Æthel in OE means noble, so people bearing this prefix in their names were usually royal members or at least aristocrats, but what about Alfred? Was Alfred a popular name? Or was it unique enough that he could just go by this name without mentioning his title at all? Imagine if it were an Æthelred who made this, who the hell would know which one of these it was referring to, Æthelred the King, Æthelred the Ealdorman, Æthelred Ealhswith’s father, or even Æthelred the fucking Archbishop??? And yeah, I know Alfred was the king ™ here and there isn’t really much space left on the frame after all, but surely it wouldn’t cost a bone to add a cyning behind his name, right?

Sadly, as it was in the pre-Domesday-Book era, I can’t find the statistics of Anglo-Saxon names at that time (but keep in mind that there were at least 19 Alfreds worthy enough to be mentioned in Domesday Book even after the conquest. I don’t know if this says anything at all but I do want to mention it) What I’m trying to say is while it is highly highly highly likely (and I do believe and want to believe in this theory!), we cannot be one hundred percent certain that this jewel was really from the Alfred we’re talking about. And even if it was, it apparently wouldn’t be carried around by Alfred like THAT. Because that would be like, “Bear this with authority! Even though the symbol of my kingship is broken!”, said Alfred to a king wannabe. Lol.

The other thing I want to mention is this post about the show’s use of Fuller brooch, the one Alfred wore in S2 when he was in his war gear.

First of all, it is indeed dated to late 9th century and is assumed by scholars to be made by metalworkers of Alfred’s court. Everything is fine except I don’t think you would want to wear jewelry that luxurious to war…but then there’s this thing:

MEET GIANT FULLERS!

Well, can’t blame them since I am basically doing the same thing with my drawings (i.e. using patterns on jewelry and illustrations from manuscripts for embroidery design). But it’s worth noting that designs that are suitable for one art form doesn’t mean they can be applied to another well, and that’s why I claim my art is inspired by Anglo-Saxon art but NOT historical accurate for the Anglo-Saxon period. The reason I still do this and think it is understandable for TLK crew to do so is because we simply don’t have that many resources to reference from when it comes to this time period, and fabrics and wooden buildings are just extremely hard to preserve by nature. Instead of screwing up the design on your own, it just has more fun to add real historical elements into your work. Look at those easter eggs!

Ok, that’s it. I hope you enjoy my long rant and have a good read from Prof. Williams’s works!

[blueraine]

i cannot stop thinking about when each character entered the circus. This is so much longer that i meant it to be sorry this show has burrowed in my brain like a little worm.

we know the order from gooseworx asks that it’s kinger -> ragatha -> jax -> gangle -> zooble -> pomni, but it’s unknown when other (now abstracted) characters entered

^this is obviously interesting to think about and adds context to character relationships (seen most recently in kinger and ragatha’s relationship in episode 6) but i specifically cannot stop thinking, what real year/years did they enter the circus

canonically we know that pomni probably entered in 2023, when the pilot first aired

i think that the order being jax, gangle, zooble puts them all in a closer timeframe to eachother

we know they all arrived at least post 2005-8 when breaking bad first aired and youtube was invented, as jax and zooble both reference breaking bad and jax calls pomni a youtuber in episode 5

BUT i think it’s slightly later than that. I think for both the show and ‘being a youtuber’ to be common enough references for jax to make it puts him leaving the real world a few years after both these things started - at around 2010/11 maybe - which i think coincides with jax calling pomni ‘cringe’ in episode 6, something that wasn’t really said in that context (as an adjective, or just the word ‘cringe’ instead of ‘cringe-worthy’ or ‘cringe-inducing’) until the mid 2010s.

gangle came after jax and before zooble, but i don’t there’s anything specific that can point to when between the early 2010s and 2023 that she could’ve come in. We know she likes anime and manga, and mentioned making a webcomic but that’s not that useful, as all of those things’ popularity (in america) predates the 2010s.

i’m putting her placement and zooble’s down to more just vibes, they both seem to have been in there long enough to grow desensitised to the weirdness/horror of the circus so i’d put them in 2015/6 (gangle) and 2019/20 (zooble) maybe?

the only bit of context i have for them is that gangle has to at least come a few years after jax for jax to get to a point in the circus where he names other characters.

the main clue for ragatha that we have is that she doesn’t know what breaking bad is, so she came in at least before 2008. its unclear whereabouts before that she came in, but if i had to guess i’d put her in the early 2000s, probably 2001-2005

Kinger was the first character we know to enter the circus, and, if we’re right about him being a developer, he’s possibly the first ever human to enter the circus.

Queenie (kinger’s wife) is interesting, as it’s unclear whether the other characters (besides pomni) know about her. Pomni asks this in episode 5 but there’s no response, so it’s left ambiguous. This could imply that queenie abstracted before everyone else got there. We don’t know how long it takes for someone to abstract, but seeing as she was married to kinger i feel like she was in the circus for at least a few years before abstracting.

In episode 6, kinger says to ragatha that he felt he’d lost everything, and hated himself for feeling he caused this, but ragatha showing up changed his outlook. This implies that kinger was alone in the circus for a long period of time before ragatha showed up, meaning queenie likely abstracted years earlier.

This all places kinger arriving much earlier than ragatha, right back to when the circus was created. I always thought the circus reminded me of early pixar adverts of the late 80s/early 90s, which matches what gooseworx herself said about the inspiration for the show being 1990s cgi. I think this puts the creation of the circus (and therefore kinger’s arrival) in the early 1990s, around 10 years before ragatha.

so that’s

1. Kinger - early 1990s

2. Ragatha - early 2000s

3. Jax - 2010/11

4. Gangle - mid 2010s (2014-17)

5. Zooble - late 2010s (2018-2020)

6. Pomni - 2023

as for the abstracted characters, that’s obviously a lot more unclear (also we don’t know some of them, like the sock puppet one we’ve seen the door of).

i think that queenie could have been a developer as well as kinger. some people point to kinger’s name as evidence that he developed the circus, and if that’s the case then queenie’s name also works as similar evidence. i also think it’s possible they were married before the circus. The characters only seem to forget there names, not their lives in the real world, so it’s possible they could remember a past marriage. This would put queenie as arriving at the same time as kinger.

If have no idea for kaufmo, but i would guess at post ragtha but pre jax, maybe mid to late 2000s. This is honestly based on very little, he may have been friends with jax (or maybe jax just avoids everyone’s funerals) so that could put his and jax’s arrival around the same time, maybe a little before, but i don’t think that arrival time really impacts friendships as there as so few people in the circus.

I do headcanon that ribbit and jax arrived at around the same time, though. They just have a vibe. Ribbit abstracted before Kaufmo, and i’d put it at least a few years before pomni got there, giving jax time to fully become the self isolating asshole we know and love today.

Those are all my theories, this show is all i think about, please tell me if i missed anything.

[maxdibert]

I know that the fact we don't meet any of Lily's friends outside of the marauders is more like a plot hole. But if we consider it canon that she had no other friends, it does make me wonder... Maybe Severus was her only real friend, even with all the dysfunction. After all, he's the only one who seems to remember her outside of being James' wife and Harry's mother. She may have been popular, with many people around who liked her, but no one who really understood her at a deeper level. And yeah, Severus put Lily on a pedestal, but they were real friends at one point, when they were kids and things were simpler. And I'm sure that mattered for something.

Oh, but I don’t think Severus truly understood Lily on a deeper level by the time they stopped being friends, because he never really grasped what it was about him that upset her so much. Not that I particularly blame him. Lily wasn’t any better in that regard. She never really understood what was going on with Severus either, or why he behaved the way he did.

And something I find both very curious and very realistic is that neither of them really wanted to understand. Because it didn’t suit either of them to do so. Severus couldn’t afford to confront his cognitive dissonance, he didn’t want to face the idea that the people who had accepted him, given him a safe place at Hogwarts, and offered him some hope for the future, might actually be awful or fundamentally incompatible with having any sort of relationship with someone like Lily. But at the same time, Lily wasn’t interested in questioning why Severus had ended up where he did, or how the people she surrounded herself with (the Gryffindors, mainly) — the ones she defended — had actually played a fairly significant role in Severus’s radicalisation.

Lily didn’t want to consider that the boys who saw her as the pretty girl, the potential girlfriend, the popular darling, might well have been absolute pieces of shit, just as Severus didn’t want to consider that his housemates might be the same. Because Lily enjoyed the attention, and Severus needed the security. Neither of them truly understood each other at the time, even though, in truth, their choices made a certain amount of sense.

That aside, of course Severus was her childhood friend — and really, out of everyone at Hogwarts, he was the one who had known her before she became Lily the popular girl, Lily the teachers’ favourite, Lily the object of James Potter’s obsession. He knew her beyond being someone’s girlfriend, someone’s wife, someone’s mother; he knew her as a person.

Whether she had other close friends, I don’t know, because, as @lilithofpenandbook pointed out in another post, it doesn’t even seem like she was truly close to Mary Macdonald. I mean, she’s mentioned as an example, but Lily always refers to her by her full name, and you don’t usually talk about your close friends like that. You don’t mention a friend’s name and surname when speaking to someone who supposedly knows who you’re talking about, it’s ridiculous. And even if it wasn’t someone particularly close, if you’re always hanging around with someone, people will know exactly who you mean just by the first name. So it doesn’t really seem like Lily and Mary were actually that close, and beyond her, there’s no one else mentioned apart from James’s friends.

You can be popular without having any real friends or meaningful connections to anyone, and it does feel like that was a bit the case with Lily. Or at least it seems that way, and I’ll always insist it’s absolutely ridiculous that we know even the names of James’s parents, but we know virtually nothing about Lily’s family. All we know comes from Severus’s memories, and the tiny scraps we get about her home life come from Petunia’s comments. And, ironically enough, in both cases, they’re relationships Lily herself cut off. Even more ironic is that James was indirectly involved in both of those breakages.

[cynicalmusings]

actually thinking about that idol!anaxa au now…

i think he’d be much more of a solo artist than part of a band, given a few factors (he finds it easier to pursue his own creative ideas without needing to consult others; his personality also tends to put people at odds with him, so few people actually stick around him for longer peridots of time), and his music would be super experimental and wide-ranging: like, one album is inspired by serialism and each song is extremely calculated and planned-out; then the next single is a completely improvised track with a few other musicians featuring instruments from all around the world and crazy electronic effects. he dips his fingers into every genre as they take his fancy.

hyacine would be his public face in social situations, helping to ease any tension caused by his occasionally difficult and uncompromising temperament. although, most of the time (due of his success), many interviewers and the press etc. are quite accommodating and they just let anaxa be anaxa because he’s just that good. and also maybe they’re a little bit scared of him but that’s besides the point.

on stage, he’s very performative and flamboyant, effortlessly stealing the spotlight with his attitude, intelligence and talent. he’s incredibly straightforward about his thoughts and never plays himself down to cater to popular tastes or opinion. he is unapologetic about doing his own thing, and fans love him for it, although it has gotten him into some hot waters now and then.

off-stage, there are elements of him which are the same as his idol image — he has a similarly striking presence, and is still very upfront about his opinions — but he’s a little more down-to-earth and actually really nice once you get used to his brash mannerisms: he’s not quite so untouchable in person. he’s a bit quieter, he doesn’t put on airs (well, okay, not that many), he respects his co-workers and never takes for granted the support he receives from them.

aglaea is his most reliable costume designer, despite creative differences often putting her and anaxa at odds with each other. castorice and phainon are probably involved in anaxa’s crew somehow as well, although i’m not totally sure how yet…

anyway, with this post in mind, i’m thinking that you’d get roped into the crew something like this: you do make-up and hair styling, and it’s nothing too special, though you enjoy being artistic with it when you can be. hyacine drops by one day, before anaxa’s big enough for you to know immediately who she is, simply because she’s heard good things about your shop and is due a haircut; she likes what you do, and comes a few more times over the next few months.

during one session, she drops some reference to anaxa — maybe a recent hit he’s dropped — and you make the connection. you’ve heard of anaxa here and there, but you don’t know much about him, so don’t think that much of it. also, hyacine says she’d like something a bit more experimental this time — something colourful, something with a fun shape. you end up dyeing her hair in a pastel pink and blue ombré, and give her twin pigtails to complete the look. she loves it. you give a couple of anaxa’s pieces a listen and like them.

to your surprise, you get a call a few days later — not from hyacine, but from anaxa himself. apparently hyacine has talked about you in high regard to him, and he wants to see what you can do. he tells you that you will come to his address at seven on wednesday before hanging up. no chance for questions or negotiation. you’re a little flabbergasted as you place down your phone, but… hey, it’s an opportunity, right?

you feel nervous with anticipation as you approach his house. before coming over, you did read up a little about him, and the news surrounding him is… interesting. one thing you’ve picked up is that he apparently has an Attitude. you just hope he won’t be too difficult to work with.

and, once you get to work, having been received with a very curt greeting, he… isn’t. he has some very specific pointers — anaxa is a person who knows exactly what he wants and how he wants it — but he’s not rude or anything, which you appreciate. you find it difficult to tell what he thinks about the finished product — was going for green on his full head a little too much? — but, judging by how you receive another call a few weeks later before one of his gigs, he can’t have thought you were too awful.

you continue this sort of beck-and-call thing for a while, and even go to a few of his live gigs to see what the buzz around him is all about. and yeah, what can you say? he’s electric. his stage presence is something else — he comes alive in the spotlight, moves with a force and an energy which you haven’t seen in your odd styling sessions. your breath is taken away and it’s safe to say that you understand why everyone’s saying he’s an up-and-coming star. (and, hey, that green really seems to be doing good for him.)

when you mention off-handedly that you do make-up as well, he asks you to start doing this for him as well. it’s another while before he actually hires you — and that’s when you get properly introduced to aglaea, and whatever castorice and phainon’s roles are, etc. you can’t help but feel out of place in such high company, but you’re enjoying yourself. you accompany him on tour for his latest albums, over time finding yourself a more grounded footing as a part of this group, and in the meanwhile you’re drawn closer to

anyway, case in point, you have the hots for him and safe to say your job as a stylist requires you to get pretty up close and personal with him, especially during costume changes during shows as his name gets bigger, so… who knows? maybe it’ll go somewhere.

(you scold yourself every time for being delusional enough to think he’d look twice at you. you’re just a stylist while he’s on his way to becoming an international sensation. surrounded by all this attention, it’s stupid to suppose he’d think much of you, even if you do get a tidbit of intimacy or the occasional private sentiment from him now and again in conversation while you work on him.

… but then, after one show, he invites you out to dinner—well, you say ‘invites’; really, he just says ‘i’ve booked a table for eight. we’ll be going once i’ve changed’—and suddenly you’re not so sure.)

[saschax]

ghost headcannons.

TRIGGER WARNINGS: intense negative emotions (experiences strong feelingsof anger, resentment, anxiety, and stress), grudge holding (hold onto negative feelings), emotional surpression, isolation and touch deprivation (isolated and unaccustomed to phsyical contact, which he yearns for), trauma-related fear, sexual anxiety, mental distress (experiences a lot of mental distress and anxiety, which is exacerbated during intimate situations.) nsfw (sexual content)

safe for work.

ghost is an individual who is deeply angered, seeking vengeance, and filled with intense resentment.

contrary to the popular belief that ghost is understanding, compassionate, or forgiving, i personally perceive him as stern, and he has a tendency to hold onto grudges.

although he might seem “peaceful” on the surface, there’s a storm brewing within him, as he suppresses his anger. this is a detrimental habit of his. in general, his internal emotional state is typically dominated by anxiety, stress, hatred, and fury.

ghost is isolated…

in my opinion. he is deprived of physical contact, but it doesn’t help when he recoils or twitches every time someone accidentally brushes against him. ghost struggles to communicate that he doesn’t dislike the touch, he’s just not accustomed to it (and in fact, he yearns for it more than anything), but he keeps this to himself.

building on the previous point, he is fearful of intimate gestures.

such as hand-holding, close proximity (he doesn’t mind this if it occurs during missions, as long as it’s necessary. e.g., door breaching), and so forth. this fear stems from his traumatic experiences with such gestures…

i believe this is referred to as haphephobia?

ghost has a leaner physique.

in my view. he is strong, but not overly muscular. he’s not leaner than soap or any other guys, though, he’s still a bit more muscular than them.

his build aligns with the original ghost’s, just with a bit more muscle to support the current one.

ghost falls ill frequently.

since ghost doesn’t really take good care of himself, such as getting adequate sleep or consuming enough food/drinks, he tends to fall sick easily.

and he never discloses this to anyone and continues to carry out his missions.

ghost experiences nightmares during his sleep.

and because his dreams are so vivid, he temporarily forgets a person (like soap, if he is dreaming about soap. e.g., soap gets brutally attacked) for a while when he wakes up.

his brain temporarily suppresses certain memories of his to shield him from stress, but they always resurface later…

not safe for work.

ghost is timid, hesitant.

it’s already a small wonder if you somehow manage to have him above you, he’s not accustomed to being this exposed and he feels like he’s on the verge of being sick.

he’s just… unfamiliar with this, trembling the entire time.

this is the real him, a guy with full of anxiety, troubles. a guy who is told to "hide your fear", and don't show weaknesses. his whole fucking walls are falling down because of alot of things are going through his head.

he tends to pause frequently.

don’t worry if he pauses his thrusts, it’s just him reflecting on… certain matters.

you’ll need to gently draw him out of his thoughts if you want him to continue, his eyes fixated on the pillow, lost in thought, is making you worried.

P.S i always imagined ghost as person with mental problems, considering his backstory.

please let me know if this is not canon! i am german so i dont really know the plot very well, im still learning.

(i dont know english pronouncations, just how to type the words)

ill be posting a "dominant and needy" john price fanfiction tomorrow, unknown time. its nsfw.