#thinking of doing the worst timeline next where i kill everyone and am an asshole soldier shepard

[help-the-horse]

Another playthrough of the Mass Effect Trilogy finished! First time on insanity and as an adept, played modded so I didn't get my steam achievements but that's ok. I have plenty more Shepards ready to start back at 1 again and go achievement hunting. Chose synthesis (again) and started getting teary eyed when Ashley and EDI hugged in the epilogue. I'm gonna miss playing as Reggie.

[afriendlyblackhottie]

Gorgeous

Summary: You’d spent the last year and a half pretending to hate Ransom Drysdale. One Christmas trip could break that facade.

Pairings: Ransom Drysdale x Plus Size!Black!Reader (though it’s pretty inclusive. It’s just what I had in my head when I wrote it)

Warnings: And there was only one bed, enemies to lovers, fluff, smut, swearing, secret crush, daddy kink

Words: 7K

(A/N: Yes. I pretty much wrote a Hallmark movie. Yes it is also based on Gorgeous by Taylor Swift because I’d also hate Ransom Drysdale for making me fall in love with his stupidly handsome face. No I will not be taking questions.)

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Contrary to popular belief, you didn’t hate Ransom. Sure, his smug smile made you want to punch him in the face sometimes. But you kind of liked the vein that popped out on the side of his head when you did something to irritate him. Or the way he rolled his eyes at you when you did something to annoy him. And you annoyed him a lot. It was like you couldn’t help yourself.

To be honest you kind of like those things too much. Not that you’d ever admit it out loud. Imagine everyone finding out that you had some little primary school like crush on this asshole. Down to the point where you’d push him into sand to prove that you didn’t like him in the slightest.

Since your best friend was marrying his best friend, you were spending way too much time with him. You thought you’d done a good job at convincing Monica, your best friend, that you absolutely couldn’t stand him. She seemed to buy it since every eye roll was appropriately placed anytime you thought you might laugh at one of his rude jokes.

So, when your best friend asked you to accompany her and her fiancé to visit his family, you were positive. It might be nice seeing how these super rich people did the holidays. You’d met them a few times and they’d been super nice. Nothing like how Ransom or your own boyfriend’s family came off as stuck up as hell. Also, you were kind of dying to see the decor.

Until that day came. “I’m sorry!” Ava said for the millionth time since she’d told you the news when she’d FaceTimed you. That not only was Ransom coming, you’d have to ride with him in his Beemer because she’d packed more than she’d expected and there’d be no more room in Simon’s car.

You groaned softly, wrinkling up your nose. Your cats rubbing themselves against you because they knew you were leaving and loved to get all needy when you did that. You were already having a hard morning so this was kind of the last thing that you needed. “Maybe I shouldn’t go,” you suggested, even though you were supposed to be leaving in about five minutes.

She pouted. “But I need you there so I won’t be bored.”

“You know David,” your own boyfriend who was not going with you because he had to work and also because you weren’t sure he’d be your boyfriend by the time you came home, “hates Ransom.” It still made for a good excuse, though.

“What he won’t know, won’t kill him?” She shrugged. “Look it won’t even be that bad! It’s just the car ride.”

You raised an eyebrow. “Yeah, for four hours.”

“Just do this for me,” she whined. “Please. I’d do it for you.”

“Fine, but next time my boss has one of those boring dinners at his house, I’m making you go with me.”

She gasped. “Deal!”

There was a honk outside and it was safe to say who it was. You rolled your eyes. “You’re so lucky I love you because I’m already annoyed.” You peeked outside the window to see him aggressively honking.

Fucking asshole.

Once you’d hung up with Ava, you grabbed your bags so you could hurry out of the house. Luckily David was already at work so you didn’t have to explain to him why you were getting in the car with him. Ransom seemed to like getting under his skin, which you’d noticed is what he did to most people. Including you, but it seemed to be for a different reason than most people had.

“Hey,” you greeted him, as you struggled to carry your stuff to the trunk. Even though you were trying to keep this facade up, you didn’t want to be rude.

“Can you hurry? We’re on a strict timeline, Buttercup.”

You hated when he called you that. “First, don’t call me that. Second, maybe I’d finish sooner if you’d help.”

There was this smirk on his lips as he finally opened up his car door so he could take one of the bags out of your hands and then the others. “Did you pack your entire closet?” He asked as he tried to make it all fit in the trunk.

“I have a lot of needs,” you retorted.

“That’s probably why you need that sugar daddy, huh,” he said. This is why David didn’t like him. Okay yeah maybe you’re twenty-six with a forty-seven-year-old boyfriend. Sure, he brought you nice things, but what was wrong with that.

“He’s my boyfriend,” you made a point to emphasize. You weren’t going to tell Ransom Drysdale that you were with your boyfriend because he was your daddy dom. That’d be fucking stupid.

“Look, sugar daddy boyfriend whatever,” he said, dismissing you. “I just think you should pack lighter.”

“Whatever. Aren’t we on a tight schedule or something?” You rolled your eyes before going over to the passenger seat.

“Hey, hey, hey!” He stopped you to open the door himself. “I don’t need you to scratch my shit. You have to handle with care.”

You tried not to laugh which made you bite your bottom lip instead making you taste the mint chapstick you’d just put on. “You’re such a control freak,” you said, having to brush passed him so you could sit.

He didn’t say anything as he closed it gently.

The ride had been pretty boring so far. You yawned a few times. Wiggled in your seat trying to get comfortable. He surprisingly pulled over to get you coffee and even got you your blanket so you could curl up at some point.

If you weren’t trying to hate him, you may have swooned. He also said it’s because he didn’t feel like hearing you complain so maybe less swooning anyway. You reached for the radio and he smacked your hand away. “Ow!” You gasped.

“I’m just fucking with you.” He laughed, glancing over as you glared at him.

“Dick,” you mumbled under your breath as you reached forward again to change the station.

“What was that?” He asked.

“I said you’re a dick,” you repeated, sitting down as a song you liked started playing.

He groaned. “I hate this song.”

“Too bad,” you snickered.

“Need I remind you that this is my car, Buttercup?”

You narrowed your eyes at him because he called you that damn nickname. “Whatever. At least it wasn’t that Dad stuff you listen to.”

“Should you really be the one making fun of Dads?” He laughed.

“Hey! David doesn’t even want kids.”

He raised his eyebrow. “You don’t?” He asked looking genuinely surprised at that.

“I mean... maybe. I don’t know.” You shrugged. “Do you?”

“Well, I hate kids, but maybe for the right women. Who knows?” He once again took a quick glance at you, with this small dorky smile on his face.

That was surprising. You felt yourself starting to get to where your heart was swelling in your chest. “Why are we talking about this, you weirdo.”

He chuckled as you cross your arms in front of your chest as you looked out the window.

For the rest of the car ride only the music filled the silence. You wanted to say something. Thought about at least trying. Every time you started to open your mouth no sound came out.

You’d look at him while he focused on the road. Just because you couldn’t like him didn’t mean you couldn’t look at him, right? Though it was bothering you that there was a hole in his cashmere sweater.

“I’ll open your door,” he said getting out. You waited for him to open your side, but you heard the trunk pop open. You turned around watching him take out your four bags along with his. How the fuck was he so strong.

He opened up your car door finally. “Do you want me to take some?” You asked him with a frown as he closed the door with his elbow.

“It’s okay,” he replied already walking off. You scurried behind him trying to catch up.

Ava and Simon were right behind you. Ave got out and went to hug you. “See I told you it wouldn’t be so bad,” she said. “Wait why is Random holding all your stuff?”

You shrugged. “He insisted.”

“Weird,” she replied.

Simon’s family was pretty nice, but they were so busy doting on the happy couple you were kind of ignored. It was actually kind of nice because when you met David’s family, they pretty much scrutinized everything you did. His mother was honestly the bane of your existence. Like, lady, if your son hadn’t had a kid by now how was that your fault.

That was another thing that made you treat Ransom the way you did. You’d met Linda a few times now and she already hated you. You could only imagine how she was towards his girlfriends. You’d only seen the tip of the iceberg of the insanity of the Thrombeys, though Harlan had been nice every time you’d met him.

“Okay, so, it turns out that one of Simon’s cousins decided to come at last minute and uh,” Ava took a deep breath, “you two have to share a room okay, bye!” She tried to grab Simon’s hand, but you managed to catch her first.

“What,” you said a little too loudly so you lower your voice, “the hell, Ava.”

“You’re shitting me,” Ransom groaned.

“It won’t be so bad just think of it as a sleepover. Maybe he can paint your nails and you two can do face masks together,” she started rambling off.

You weren’t as amused. “Or maybe me and you could share.”

“Hell no! I’ve slept in a bed with you. You’re a cuddler.” She frowned. “Besides I wanna sleep with my boo.”

“You’re the worst best friend ever,” you told her. “Fine, but he’s sleeping on the floor.”

“Like hell I am,” Ransom said.

“I have a boyfriend!” You reminded them. “I can’t sleep in a bed with another guy. Especially Ransom.”

He raised an eyebrow. “We’ve been over this, Buttercup. You don’t have a boyfriend; you have a sugar daddy.”

You huffed. “Alright that’s it I’m calling an Uber.”

“And paying a hundred bucks to get home?” Ava rolled her eyes. “Come on just tough it out.”

“I hope you know that I hate you now,” you told her.

“Good. We’ll work it out in couple’s therapy.”

—————

The first night was awful. It felt like you couldn’t sleep. While Ransom seemed to sleep like a baby on the other side of the wall of pillows, you’d built between the two of you.

Even when you’d tried to move away from him, he’d just hold you in place. At some point you just had to accept your fate. At least you were cozy. So, you just kind of let it happen because who knows if this could again. When you actually woke up, he was already gone. You were neatly tucked under the comforter.

As you were finishing up your face routine and making yourself look presentable, Ransom was coming back in. You’d never seen him with sweats on before because he was usually such a preppy asshole, but he looked good. “Morning.”

“Morning,” you mumbled.

“How’d you sleep?” He asked.

You raised an eyebrow. “Why? You didn’t do something did you?”

“Me? Never?” He smirked before walking passed you and into the bathroom.

You walked through the house, taking in the way everything was beautifully decorated for the holiday. Honestly this place was house porn. “Good morning!” Simon’s mom, Trish, greeted you as you walked into the kitchen.

“Good morning,” you replied with a grin.

“Did you sleep okay?”

You nodded. “Yeah, it was perfect,” you answered.

“Breakfast will be ready soon so why don’t you go wake up Simon and Ava.”

You nodded. “Yeah of course.” God they were too nice. Maybe you need to be around rich people more often.

Oh wait, no. David’s family came from money and they were awful. Also see Ransom.

Simon had come to answer the door, freshly showered. Ava was just coming out of the bathroom. “Morning,” he said.

“Morning. Your mom said breakfast is going to be ready.”

He nodded. “Okay. Babe, you ready?”

“You go ahead,” she told him. “Y/N, c’mere.”

You and Simon exchanged looks and he shrugged. “Guess I’ll get Ransom.”

Ava waited until he was completely out of the room before motioning for you to close the door. “So,” this shit eating grin appeared on her face, “how was it?”

“How was what?”

“Sleeping with Ransom.” She rolled her eyes dramatically. “How was it?”

You shrugged. “We put a pillow wall up.” You really didn’t want to mention the cuddling.

“What? That’s it?” She groaned. “I always thought he’d be a bed hog.”

“I stayed on my side, he stayed on his.”

“That’s boring. I at least thought you’d have something to talk shit about.” She sighed. As far as you knew her and Ransom got along. She just found it super entertaining how you bitched about him.

The two of you went to sit in the dining room, waiting for everyone else. Trish sat down not to long after bringing the two of you mimosas. “Oh my gosh thank you!” Ava said getting up to hug her mother-in-law.

“Of course, Sweetheart.” She grinned. “So, Y/N, how long have you and Ransom been together?” She winked, bringing her champagne flute to her mouth. “I always said that Ransom just needs to find a sweet girl to settle down with. Maybe melt down that cold exterior he puts up. You know he really is a sweet boy.”

It was a good thing you hadn’t even been able to take a sip because you probably would have choked on it. “Her and Ransom aren’t together,” Ava answered before you could.

Her jaw dropped. “Oh, I just thought because you were fine sharing a room.”

You shook your head. “It’s okay.”

Ransom took a seat beside you while Simon sat on the other side of Ava. Trish looked between the two of you because this table was huge and Ransom could have sat anywhere else. He could have sat on the other side of Simon if he’d wanted to.

Breakfast went by pretty uneventfully, though the pancakes the housekeeper made were kind of to die for. “So, what are you kids planning for today?” Simon’s dad, Warren, asked as plates started being cleared away.

“Well, Ava’s never been ice skating,” Simon said.

“That’ll be fun,” Trish said. To be honest you were kind of nervous about ice skating. You’d done it before, but ate shit hard. “Is this your first time, too?” She asked you.

“No,” you replied. “I’m not very good at it, though.”

“I’m sure Ransom can help you,” she said with a grin.

Ransom groaned softly beside you. “Yeah of course.”

  As soon as you got on the ice you could feel yourself going down. Ransom grabbed onto you to hold you up. “Don’t eat shit on me already,” he said with a smirk on his face.

“If I go down, I’m taking you with me,” you snap back at him.

He rolled his eyes. “Let’s just get this over with.”

It was a good thing you’d bought these leggings that were fluffy on the inside and this jacket you were wearing was cozy because it was freezing out here. Ransom had to

At some point you kind of started to think that you had the hang of it. Like maybe you could actually do it. He started to slowly let go of you, but the minute you started to feel unsteady he’d grab your hand. “Thanks.”

“No problem,” he said sighing softy. He stood for a minute holding your hand so he could skate with you to the middle of the rink. “Hey can we talk about something. Really quick?”

You nodded. “Sure.”

“Hey, so,” he looked down at you with this almost nervous look on his face. “There’s been something I wanted to say, but I wasn’t really sure how to before.”

You nodded. “Yeah, what’s up.”

“Um,” he sighed. “Well, okay, so I-“ well he didn’t get to finish as this asshole barreled into you. “Y/N!”

You hit the ice pretty hard almost bouncing up as you came back down. “What the hell!”

Ransom immediately helped you up. “Watch where you’re fucking going!” He yelled back after the guy who’d already started skating away without even saying sorry. “Are you okay?

“My leg like hurts really bad,” you felt yourself tear up because you’re a little baby.

He sighed. “Shit, okay,” he said. “Are you okay to stand?”

“Oh my gosh!” Ava came over to the two of you. “Are you okay? I told Simon to go tell security. That guys been such an asshole this whole time.”

“Yeah thanks,” you said.

“Here why don’t we got some hot chocolate,” Ransom said.

It felt so nice being back in your boots. Ransom had you sit before going to get the drinks. You couldn’t help yourself as you rubbed over the spot on your leg that had been hurting super bad. Wincing at the tenderness.

“How’s your leg?” Ransom asked, sitting beside you with the steaming beverages in hand.

You brought your cup up to your mouth loving the warmth against your cold nose. “It’s fine,” you answered.

He reached down to touch the spot making you jump. He laughed. “Wow usually I have to get a girl naked before they start reacting like that.”

You narrowed your eyes at him, trying to play off as annoyed, but it didn’t work since you couldn’t help yourself as a smile spread on your face. “Oh, shut up.” You blew at the steam before taking a sip. “So, what did you wanna talk to me about?”

“It’s.... it’s nothing,” he said picking at some lint on his coat, suddenly getting all quiet. He took a sip of his own drink.

Here’s where you made a mistake. Which is the mistake that got you into this in the first place. Because every time you looked into his eyes, seeing those long lashes framing those deep blue eyes made you feel like you might drown in them.

And you fucking looked into them. After that first time you told yourself to never do that again. That it’s what made you trick yourself into thinking that you liked him the first time. No. He was just so close.

You pretty much fought yourself on this for the rest of the day. Even during the little shopping trip that the two of you dragged the boys to when you’d been debating with yourself if you wanted to buy this gorgeous coat or this really dress. Not that you needed more of either.

“Here just get both,” Ransom grumbled, taking out his card.

“What!” You gasped. “No, I can’t ask you to do that!”

He shook his head. “It’s okay. Just wear it for the Christmas party.”

“But I already have a dress,” you said.

“Look, I’m sure your sugar daddy buys you very nice things at Forever 21, but I insist.”

You rolled your eyes as he quickly handed the worker his card. “Hey!”

“Too late,” he replied with a shrug that smug smile on his face.

You looked down at the glass as your things were being wrapped up nice and neat. The gold necklace had a diamond moon pendent. It looked so delicate and would have gone so good with that dress.

“You like it?” He asked, noticing.

“Yeah, it’s beautiful,” you said. “But this is already too much.”

“C‘mon, we have to get back for dinner,” Ava said as Ransom grabbed the shopping bags.

—————

At some point every night the pillows would end up on the floor and you’d end up nestled into the crook of his neck. He’d have his arms around you until you’d roll over onto your side where he’d wrap himself around you again. Then you’d wake up to him gone because he went on his runs at the ass crack of dawn. You noticed how you’d be snuggly tucked into bed each time.

A part of you wanted to feel bad. That you were away and cuddling with another man every night. It was hard to feel guilty when you weren’t sure if your boyfriend was taking advantage of you being gone not that he knew that you knew. He was probably in some club, too, doing you don’t even want to know what. You knew when you left that you may be going home to end things.

You were trying not to think about it. Hell, you hadn’t even told Ava. You wanted everyone to have a good holiday and not worry. Besides you wanted to have fun. Which is why the four of you were going to some club tonight.

The four of you had went to dinner at this really nice restaurant. There were a few times when you’d caught Ransom looking at you all weird. “What?” You wrinkled your nose.

He cleared his throat before going back to picking at the salmon on his plate. “Nothing.”

As the drinks finally started flowing, you started to get a little loose. Ransom was sitting beside you being all sulky as he sipped from the glass of whiskey on ice.

“What’s wrong?” You asked him. Okay to be honest maybe you were more than a little loose, but you were just trying to have some fun.

“Nothing.” He glanced over at you then back to his drink.

“Hey,” this girl sat on the other side of him. “My friend was wondering if you wanted to dance.”

He raised an eyebrow. “Why couldn’t your friend ask me herself?”

“She’s a little shy, but she’s cute.”

Ransom glanced over at you. “Nah. I’m just sitting here with my friend.”

The girl pouted, but finally left. You snickered. “I’m just sitting here with my friend,” you mimicked. “What too cool to dance?”

“Because I don’t know. I didn’t feel like it.” He shrugged then took another sip of his drink. “Do you wanna dance maybe?” He finally looked over at you and you were almost hypnotized, but managed to keep your composure.

“With you?”

He rolled his eyes. “No, Buttercup, with my grandpa.”

You laughed once again ignoring the nickname. Maybe it was kind of growing on you. It only took a year and a half. You stood up. “Fine, but you better not stomp on my feet.”

“I might on purpose.” He got up standing in front of you. For a minute you thought he might kiss you until he grabbed your hand to pull you onto the dance floor.

You didn’t want to admit this either, but you were having fun hanging out with Ransom. Ava and Simon were understandably in their own little bubble of love and you didn’t want to interrupt.

After the club Simon had the bright idea of going in the hot tub to warm up. Since you were all a little tipsy that sounded like a great idea.

You had to wear your long sweater out of the house since it was freezing. You in your own little space while Ransom seemed to scoot way to close to you. The four of you were just talking mostly. Enjoying the hot water after being in the freezing cold.

All of you were talking when Ava gave Simon a kiss, which got deeper to the point where they were showing you way more than you needed to see. “I think I speak for both of us in that we really do not want to witness the two of you procreating,” Ransom said.

Ava made a face at him while Simon laughed. He whispered in her ear where she pecked his lips again. The both of them started getting out right after. “We’ll see you two in the morning.” He grinned.

“Goodnight!” She said.

“Night,” you and Ransom said in unison.

You went to the side that your incredibly horny friends had been on which had been across from him. His eyes were closed with his head tilted back. You splashed water at him making him jump a little.

“Hey!” He splashed you back. You laughed as you did it a second time. “Alright, alright,” he said.

You did it again for good measure. “Can’t have someone seeing you have too much fun.”

He went back to his previous position this time putting his muscular arms on the ledge. You wouldn’t care to admit how long you stared at his biceps and shoulders. Then taking the quickest glance at his abs. Then that neck that you kind of wanted to put your mouth on. This is bullshit.

Why was he allowed to be this hot? It couldn’t be enough that he was an asshole. He had to be hot about it. Okay you looked at his pecs and tried to see if you could get a glance of what may have been in his swim trunk. Whatever.

“What are you doing?” He caught you, a smirk appearing on his annoyingly perfect face.

“It’s called minding my own business,” you replied. “You should try it.”

He laughed. “You’re such a brat.” You shrugged turning your head to look at nothing. “Is that what your sugar daddy sees in you?”

“He’s not my sugar daddy. I mean he buys me things like for my birthday, but... that’s not what our relationship is about. I don’t even know if we are in a relationship anymore.” You don’t know why you were spilling all of this to Ransom of all people.

Ransom frowned. “What happened?”

You looked down and sighed blowing out your cheeks after. “Well...” you sighed again. Your stomach was turning now. “You have to take it to your grave.”

“I won’t tell anyone.”

You rolled your eyes. “Promise?”

“I promise.”

You sighed, biting your lip weighing in your options. On one hand it wasn’t Ransom’s business. You really hadn’t told Ava this. You didn’t want her to worry.

“So, he’s not my sugar daddy,” you said, hoping he got the hint.

You could tell he did by the grin on his face and the way he raised his eyebrows. “You?” He explained. “No there’s no way and here I always thought you’d be boring in bed.”

You rolled your eyes. “Shut up no you didn’t.”

“I took you for a dead fish kind of girl,” he teased. “It’s always the cute ones.”

Your eyes widened at what he said. Then so did his when he realized what he said. “Anyway, so yeah that’s how we started off as,” you decided to ignore what he’d just said.

“Alright so go on.”

“Yeah, so it turns out I’m not the only one,” you said. “He’s been going to these clubs and he doesn’t think that I know.”

His jaw dropped. “This is the plot twist I really wasn’t expecting. I gotta tell ya.”

You shook your head. “Shut up.” You splashed him again.

“Stop!” He laughed, doing it back to you.

As you kept splashing at him, he came over to you, grabbing your hands to keep you from doing it again. “Let go of me.” You laughed.

“No.” He wasn’t laughing anymore. Just looking at you. Fuck he was putting you under his spell. You were supposed to not looking into his eyes. How did you make this mistake so many times? “Y/N, I... don’t make things weird.”

“What?” You laughed.

“Yeah. Don’t make this weird,” he said again softly before brushing his lips against yours finally.

“And here I’d always heard that you were a ladies man, Ransom,” you teased. “That was kind of weak.”

“Yeah, well maybe you bring out the worst in me.” A dopey smile had spread across his face. It was okay because there was one on yours too.

“Oh whatever.” You rolled your eyes still smiling. He leaned over to kiss you again but you put your hand against his lips to stop him. “I’m getting kind of tired actually.”

You walked back to your room. All wrapped in your sweater because fuck it was freezing now. You also wouldn’t say this out loud, but his lips felt really nice. As you made it to the bedroom the two of you were sharing, he came on not too far after, grabbing your arm to pull you into a kiss. He’s so dramatic.

As his lips worked against yours, you wrapped your arms around his neck. He felt so good. You can’t remember the last time David kissed you like this. “Fuck it’s actually really cold,” Ransom said.

You laughed. “I know I’m freezing.”

“How about we take a shower,” he said. “Maybe we could save some water together?”

“Oh yeah. We would totally be helping the environment.”

He grabbed you hand to lead you the rest of the way. You pulled off your wet clothes. As soon as you felt time hot water on your skin, you moaned. “

Jesus Christ, why not shower in hell,” he hissed.

“I’m already there.” You threw your arms around his neck. He leaned down to kiss you again. Pawing at your ass. He was so close this time.

You tried to act like nothing had happened as you finished getting ready for bed. As you got all settled under the covers, you felt your body finally start to warm up. He slid in next to you. This was the first time that you didn’t even attempt to put the wall of pillows up.

He pulled you all close to him. “You little shit! Are you naked?” You gasped.

He laughed. “Yeah. I don’t even know why you bothered.”

“Who said I was going to do anything with you?”

“Well, what if I tell you that,” he said, grabbing a handful of your ass, “I actually maybe sort of have feelings for you.”

Ah fuck.

Well, obviously.

But, ah fuck.

Why were you supposed to hate him again?

Because he was a giant asshole. He was rude to the help. Rude to everyone. Even you. Yet you still liked his stupid smug smile. That annoying laugh. You liked how he’d been surprisingly good company for this whole trip. Liked how he was holding you right now. You were pretty sure he could get an ugly haircut and you’d still like him. How he looked at you even when he was irritated with you.

Waiting for you to say something back.

“I... I have feelings for you, too.” You bit your lip after like you were nervous about what he might say back.

“Yeah?” He said with another dopey smile covering his face.

You nodded right before he bridged the gap first. Pressing your lips to his. His mouth moving ever so softly against yours. Like he was afraid you’d run away if he moved to quickly.

You deepened it and he finally pushed you down on your back. Ransom grabbed the back of your leg so you’d wrap it around his waist. Fuck he was already growing against you. “I still can’t believe you got dressed,” he pulled away to whisper in your ear. “You should have known I was just going to take everything off.”

You rolled your eyes. “Ever think that’s part of the fun.”

He chuckled before kissing you again. “Oh yeah?” He pulled away so he could start pulling down your sleep shorts. “You wanted me to take your clothes off?” You nodded, looking into his eyes. He hissed. “Didn’t even put-on panties, dirty girl.”

You laughed. “Do you like it?”

“Oh, I really, really like it.” He reached down to rub his hand up and down your slit. “What a pretty little pussy.”

You gasped. “Fuck.” His hands felt so good on you. He’d barely even touched you and it felt so, so good. Finally, his finger grazed your clit. He traced along it in a circle. “Stop teasing me!” You whined.

“Be patient, Buttercup.” He smirked.

“I’m going to kill you.”

“Shit,” he stopped, “I don’t have a condom.”

You shrugged. “I’m on birth control.”

He smirked. “Yeah, you want me to fuck you raw, Baby. Want me to cum in you?” He leaned back down to kiss your neck this time. His thumb was pressing into your clit now. Going on sweet, sweet circles. He stopped for a minute to pull off your top.

When you were fully naked and he finally put his mouth on your nipples, you needed him to just fuck you. “Please, Daddy,” you whimpered.

He went back to kissing your neck. “Yeah? You want me to be your daddy? Want me to take care of you.”

“God, yes.”

He lined himself up at your entrance. Looking into your eyes as he started to push into you. You closed your eyes tightly. “No, no open your eyes. I want you to look at me while I fuck you,” he commanded.

You nodded doing as you were told as he made you stretch over the thick head of his cock. You were so fucking wet just from him touching you like that. Your skin felt like it was on fire. You cried out as he inched into you. Fuck he was bigger than you’d expected. He was making you feel so full.

“Ransom,” you whimpered, he started out with shallow thrusts not going all the way in.

“Fuck, you’re fucking tight,” he groaned. “Can you even take it?”

You nodded. “I can take it, Daddy.”

He steadied his hips before finally shoving himself all the way inside of you. You gasped as he started fucking into you going so deep. Little droplets of tears formed in the corners of your eyes.

He was fucking you so good, your brain went blank. All you wanted was him. Wanted him to never stop fucking you. “Oh my god,” you whined.

“Yeah. Feels good?”

You nodded as you tried to take it. “Yes, Daddy.”

“Daddy making you feel good?” He panted. “Daddy’s gonna always make your pussy feel good, Baby. I’m gonna take care of you. Buy you whatever you want. Give you every fucking thing your boyfriend wouldn’t.”

Your pussy was gripping his dick like a vice. How were you so close already. “Please?”

“Is that what you want?” He asked in that condescending voice, you’d always hated, but fuck he was going to make you cum because of it. “Want me to buy you nice things. Be your boyfriend. Give you a fucking family.”

If he wasn’t balls deep inside of you, you would have probably reacted differently to him confessing that he wanted something with you. More than just this, but fuck hearing it like this only made you that more far gone. “Yes!” You moaned a little too loudly.

He clamped his hand over your mouth to shush you. “Shhh, Baby. You don’t want everyone to hear you getting dicked down do you? Want everyone to hear me fucking you?”

You shook your head, but stopped as you tilted your head back because you couldn’t stop it. Your eyes got all glazed over as your orgasm hit. 

“That’s it, cum for me.” He breathed. “Fuck. I’m gonna cum in your pussy.”

“Yes,” you whimpered. You could feel him so deep in your stomach. You can’t remember the last time you got fucked like this. No one else had ever been able to do this to you. 

As he finally couldn’t hold out anymore, cumming deep inside of you he still moved his hips. Making sure you got all of him.

He laid on top of you for a minute, not pulling you as you both came down from your orgasms. It felt like your heart was going to beat out of your chest. How the hell were you going to explain this to everyone. 

He rolled beside you before pulling you into his arms. You rested your head on his shoulder. Still trying to catch your breath. “Fuck.” He laughed. 

You chuckled. “I know.”

“Why did we wait so long to do that again?” He asked.

“Because I hated you.” You didn’t mean to let out a bigger laugh because your lower half was way too sore for that. 

He rolled his eyes. “Bullshit. No, you didn’t.”

“I wanted to.”

“Brat.” He chuckled. “I just... I meant everything I said.”

“What?”

“That I wanna be with you...” he replied. “That I wanna make an honest woman outta you.” You rolled your eyes, trying to maintain that damn facade. He was making it hard because this smile spread across your face. “I’ll even let you live with me when you pack your shit out of that old man’s house.”

“Moving so quickly? Ransom, I’m shocked at you.”

“Look, I’ve put up with your shit for a year a half already,” he explained, “I already know that I want you.”

“You fucking sap!”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. Why don’t you suck my dick about it?” He rolled his eyes.

You shrugged. “Okay.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

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You didn’t fall asleep until the sun was already coming up. Every time you tried before that; Ransom would start kissing your neck. You were exhausted, but satisfied in a way you hadn’t been in a long time.

You woke up to rustling on the bed. You tried to feel for him because although you were still cozy you wanted his warmth, but he wasn’t there. “Ransom?” You yawned, peeking your eyes open to him fixing the comforter. 

Oh.

“Hey, Baby,” he said with a smile on his face. He leaned over to kiss your forehead. “I gotta go, okay. I have some errands I have to run.”

You nodded, before wrapping your arms around him. He held you to him tightly kissing your forehead more. “Do you have to?”

“Mhmm,” he replied. “I told Simon I’d help him with this surprise for Ava

“Okay. I love you,” you replied sleepily before dozing off again. He smiled down at you before laying you back down, kissing your forehead before leaving. 

You woke up again to Ava jumping up and down on your bed. “Get up!” She cheered. 

“What are you twelve?” You grumbled. Then your eyes cracked open when you fucking realized you’d told Ransom that you loved him. “Oh no.”

“What? Wait, are you naked?” She raised both of her eyebrows as she got settled beside you in bed. “Did you and Ransom...”

You shook your head, suddenly feeling like you might puke. You fucking told Ransom Drysdale that you loved him. “What? No. I just got really hot last night.”

“Where’s your pillow wall?” She asked with a smirk.

“We were too drunk last night to remember?” 

“Bitch, you slept with Ransom Drysdale!” She gasped. “What about David?”

“Um... David and I are... I was already going to end things with him.

This annoyingly shit eating grin spread across her face. “You dirty slut. Okay, well, I don’t think Simon would mind if you stayed with us until you got back on your feet.”

“Actually, I already found a place. I just... I didn’t want to ruin your fun, ya know.”

She sighed. “Y/N, I’m your best friend. Your problems are my problems. I wouldn’t have cared if you told me. Are you okay?”

“Yeah.” You smiled. 

“So...” another smile spread across her face, “how was it?”

“I have no idea what you’re talking.” You laid back down, turning on your side and ignored her as she continued to ask questions.

You got your nails done with Ava, Trish, and Simon’s sister. Still thinking about what you’d said to Ransom. Nerves had started to settle in that you’d done something wrong. Raking your brain trying to remember if he’d even said anything back. You couldn’t remember.

It was Christmas Eve now and there was supposed to be this super fancy party today that the family apparently threw every year. Of course, you were going to wear the dress Ransom had bought you. There was no question. It fit in more. Besides okay maybe you wanted to look pretty for him whatever.

Neither him or Simon had come back by the time everyone started getting ready. You did your makeup in Ava’s room before going back to yours to get dressed. The was a knock on the door as you’d just finished.

“Hey,” Ransom leaned down to kiss your cheek lightly to not mess up your makeup. Setting down a little gift bag on the bed. “You look... you look beautiful.”

You were going to have to get used to him being nice to you. “Thank you.” 

“Sorry, it took so long. You know Simon. Has to go above and beyond.” He chuckled. 

You waited for him to get ready, checking your phone. David had been texting you throughout the trip. Not that you ever responded. You thought when you’d get to the end of this trip, you’d be dreading the drive home. Instead, you were hopeful of what was to come. 

"So, I kind of got you something,” he said before the two of you could leave the room.

You frowned. “I didn’t get you anything back.”

“That’s okay. I don’t think either of us were expecting this,” he replied. “I just wanted you to know I was serious about everything.”

“Okay.”

He clenched his jaw as he grabbed the bag he’d placed, taking out a jewelry box which he handed you. You looked up at him with those big eyes. “I saw you looking at it at that store so...”

“You’re such a sap,” you sniffled.

He smiled. “I just... when you told me I love you this morning, I didn’t say it back. I wanted to say it when I gave you this so... I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

“Yeah?”

You nodded and he pulled you to him, hugging you tightly. You really didn’t want to mess up your makeup so you forced yourself not to tear up. Except lipstick be damned because you were not, not going to kiss him.

It was taking you everything to not hold his hand as the two of you walked into where the party was starting to pick up a little. He looked so cute in his red sweater. Simon and Ava were being doted on by his grandparents. 

“So, Ava kind of figured it out,” you said as he handed you a glass of champagne. 

“How?” He asked.

“You didn’t lock the door and I was still naked under the covered.”

He snickered. “Should have given her an eye full.”

You shook your head. “I’ll give you an eye full.”

“You already did, Buttercup.” He shrugged.

“Why do you call me that?” You rolled your eyes.

His face started to get all red. You’d never thought in all your days you’d see Ransom blush. Between the two confessing your feelings for one another, of you having sex, you accidently telling him you love him, and him telling you that he wanted to be with you, making him blush made you feel like you’d won whatever game the two of you had been playing.

He sighed. “Well, okay, so when me and my cousin Meg were younger, she was obsessed with the Powerpuff Girls. I didn’t want to admit that I kind of liked it. Your bad attitude reminds me of Buttercup. She was my favorite.” He rolled his eyes looking away from you like he was embarrassed.

“You’re shitting me.” This smile spread across your face.

“Shut up.” He wrinkled up his nose.

“Never would have guessed that under all that wool and assholeness was a sweetheart waiting to burst out of the seams,” you teased him.

“You’re so lucky I think you’re pretty or else I think I might drop kick you.” He sighed.

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Christmas Day passed by nicely and easily. Mostly with everyone relaxing. You spent most of it tucked into Ransom’s side drinking hot chocolate watching Christmas movies with everyone because at this point the two of you are just a cliche. Which was fine because you liked it. 

He’d whisper I love you in your ear. Or pull you under the mistletoe because he’s corny. Ava and Simon teased you while Trish swore that she called it, which she kind of did.

When it was time go home you were a little sad. You liked being in this little bubble with him. Now you’d have to go home and deal with having to officially break up with David and having to talk Ransom out of taunting him. Of course, Ava and Simon offered up their place until you got on your feet, but him being him pretty much demanded that you live with him.

Normally you would kick yourself for moving so quickly and you don’t know why, but you saw something in him. Of course, you weren’t going to be able to move all of your stuff out today, but there were two very important things that you needed. David wasn’t even there when you got home. He was probably still at his parents.

“Hope you like cats because I’m not leaving them,” you’d told him as you packed them into their carriers. 

He groaned, throwing his head back. “Fine, but you’re giving me a blowjob as soon as we get home.”

“I wouldn’t have it any other way,” you said before placing a wet kiss on his cheek just to annoy him.  

“Hey, you wanna have sex in his bed before we go?” He asked with a smirk.

“You’re an awful person, you know that?” You put your hands on his chest. “Of course I do.”

“God, I love you.” He grinned before pressing his lips to yours. 

[well-shit-im-a-morosexual-now]

I'm here, queer, and I want a summary for the new lesson (whenever you get around to playing it of course)!

-35 Anon

NEW FIC + LESSON 44 SUMMARY 

Hii! I'm sorry this took like a week BUT as an apology/compensation I wrote a lil' something based off this lesson :D   ;

Familiar Strangers

Mammon gets a little more time with the strange angel his little brothers picked up and picks up a few things of his own.

ok ok so this lesson holy shit??? This is probably one of my favourite lessons!? It just gives so much and ahhh it was so good! It gives more angel backstory and lore, shows what got Levi into anime in the first place and answers the question I asked in the previous lesson summary; about why Mammon made a pact with MC in the first place when he said in lesson 43 that he wouldn't make a pact with a random human. And look i'm too excited to wait to reveal this in the end (plus with the way om lessons are structured there won't be a big reveal, just a gradual realisation) so im gonna reveal it here immediately.

LESSON 44 SPOILERS

MC once again fucked up the timeline :')

MC's the one who got Levi into anime in the first place. (but the only reason they got him into anime was cause they already knew he liked anime but he liked anime only because they got him into it and so on and so on, one whole horrid circle)

A time paradox was already in play at the very beginning of S1, meaning MC's first meeting with the brothers was never in S1 but instead thousand of years before the main storyline even began. Meaning MC was never a random human and holy shit???????

I'll talk more about MC and Mammon's pact after I summarise everything, as well as about their sins and their lives in the Celestial Realm Vs the Devildom cause everything is blowing my mind . Additionally, even though Mammon shares more or less equal screentime with his brothers in this lesson it adds a ton of character depth to him and i adore it.

Ok so the lesson starts with;

Mammon, Beel, Satan & MC bursting into Asmo's room. Mammon yelling about how he's gonna kill Asmo cause of the leak, only to find his room empty. They check his bathroom (which in my humble opinion is the first place they should have checked, but then again this is asmo so maybe they wanted to keep that as the worst case scenario option), MC says they should turn the water off immediately and mammon confirms that yeah if lucifer is actually still alive and finds out about this all of them will be murdered on the spot. They find Asmo passed out in the bathroom. MC uses the healing spell they learn back in s2 to take away some of his pain. All 3 brothers seem very worried and when Beel asks Asmo if he's okay, he says that he's not but that MC kissing him may make him better (my man's on his death bed and still tryna smash, an absolute icon). Mammon immediately tells Asmo to go die, and Beel says he shouldn't have worried about Asmo cause it was a waste of energy. and look that instant turnabout is peak comedy :'). Asmo calls them out on being assholes and that he does still feel dizzy and Satan says that if he's able to joke about he's fine. Asmo says that he still wants to sleep it off and that he wants MC with him. Satan once again proving that he's the best brother says that him and Mammon will go make soup, Beel will clean the bathroom and that MC can take Asmo to bed. Asmo gushes about how good Satan is and Satan blushes (a year ago this sentence would have been so messed up wtf happened). in bed MC ends up telling Asmo all about their day and Asmo gets sad about not being able to go to the cafe, MC complains about Simeon being a sadist who put them to work (or they can invite Asmo to come the next time) and Asmo says he's jealous that he wasn't there to see them all suffer. Asmo says that while he was asleep he had a dream that he was still an angel and that it's been so long since he's seen Michael who was stunningly beautiful and who was gushing about lucifer, and that he was glad he didn't run into raphael cause he scared him. MC falls asleep while Asmo talks.

MC is woken up in a bright forest by angel Asmo, who asks them what they were doing sleeping in a place like that and says he has never seen MC before. MC can ask him what he's doing dressed like an angel or can ask him if he's actually asmo. He basically says either i've always looked like this unless you're talking about my nails which i painted a different colour or duh obviously you know who i am, who doesn't. He then asks MC who they are. They can ask him if he has forgotten them or if he's kidding. He says either that if they'd met before he wouldn't have forgotten them or that he always means what he says even if people think he's kidding and then asks for their name. MC can ask if they are dreaming - Asmo takes it as them flirting with him/using a cheesy pickup line which he thinks is adorable - or they can ask where they are - the celestial realm. Asmo asks them if they work for Raphael cause Asmo had snuck into the human world to go to 'something called a party' which he had never been to before and that he'd had a lot of fun. But that raphael says 'it's a wicked and immoral thing'. He then asks MC what they think. MC gets to either say that it's up to him to decide or to agree with raphael. If you choose the first option Asmo is suprised, and then says that since it was so much fun it'd be a tragedy never to experience it again and that he thinks he should be allowed to have fun. Asmo had found MC while he was hiding from Raphael who was pissed about the party. Asmo goes to propose something to MC but gets cockblocked by Beel. Asmo asks beel if he could open the celestial realm gates, beel says no and then asks who the fuck MC is. Asmo introduces Beel as a cherubim and a guardian of the gates of the Celestial Realm. And says that Beel is a very famous angel, and that there's a rumour that lucifer recommended Beel to be promoted to seraphim. Beel says that lucifer hasn't mentioned it to him and that it's just a rumour. Beel asks MC if they are okay and if Asmo has tried anything on them cause Asmo hits on anything that moves. Asmo gets pissed and says that it's not that he'd happily sleep with anyone but that he cares about who they are and that he feels love towards everyone he meets. And that the reason everyone loves him so much is cause he loves everyone due to his ability to see the good in people. Beel changes the subject by telling MC they look hungry and offers them a few sweets he got from Michael. MC basically goes wtf why aren't you eating them. He says he's not hungry and that he has eaten too much recently and gained weight and is now on a diet. MC probably looks like they had a stroke cause Beel asks if they are okay. MC tells him that they like the fact that he eats a lot. Beel blushes before asking Asmo if that's a compliment and if he's supposed to thank MC. Asmo who's pissed off snaps at beel about MC and Beel flirting while ignoring him. Beel says he came here looking for belphie.

Beel proceeds to shake a tree until Belphie falls out... Belphie takes one look at MC and asks what the fuck a human is doing in the celestial realm (i forgot that this was back when he still liked humans and thought we were back to square one and he was about to start throwing hands). MC can say 'You think I lool like a human?' vs "Excuse me? What are YOU doing here?'. for the second option Belphie just says screw you I asked first. For the first he's confused that they are not, Asmo saves MC's ass either by telling Belphie to go get his eyes checked while Beel says MC's an angel. Belphie says he does detect angelic vibes from MC (Lilith's bloodline???) but also something humanlike. Asmo says Belphie probably senses that cause all he ever thinks about are humans and Belphie says it's cause humans are interesting and wishes he was born as a human. Asmo yells at Belphie not to say things like that cause if Raphael finds out they'd be in trouble. Beel asks what they are gonna do about their new lost angel and Asmo asks if they can keep MC. Belphie says no cause they're supposed to bring lost angels to Lucifer (how often do angels get lost????). MC gets to choose whether they want to go with Beel, Belphie or Asmo to find lucifer. I chose Beel cause he was anyway going back to Lucifer with Belphie (⚡⚡Efficiency🌟🌟) which is when belphie finds out lucifer's looking for him cause he skipped a meeting. '???' cuts in with a "Mmhm, I THOUGHT I heard some awfully familiar voices..." it turns out to be Mammon who's been looking for all of them (minus MC for a change and isn't that the weirdest thing to happen in all this).

Asmo scolds Mammon for scaring him and tells him not to appear outta thin air like that (that's such a 'Lucifer Trait' tho that i don't think we've seen from Mammon before?) - Mammon says he'll do what he wants. He then asks if MC is Asmo's 'newest plaything'. Asmo says no but can you imagine tho😍 After Belphie and Beel introduce MC as a lost angel, Mammon sounds oddly skeptical and says he's never heard of an "MC" before. Beel introduces Mammon as a throne who acts as Lucifer's assistant. He says that Mammon can be trusted cause outta all the thrones he's Lucifer's most trusted. Asmo says that Mammon used to be a troublemaker and that Michael hadn't known what to do with him but that he's grown into someone who, more than anyone else in the Celestial Realm, can do anything he puts his mind in to. Mammon says he doesn't like the way Asmo introduced him and Belphie says it's true though cause they all thought Mammon was just a step away from being cast out (fdshgfwdygds explains why Lucifer worries so much over Mammon in the present cause he's gone back to being a troublemaker). MC can ask about 1.) the being cast out thing - Mammon says the others are exaggerating even though things have changed. 2.) being a throne - blushing Mammon says that he was an archangel and that Lucifer recommended him as a throne. 3.)question him about being able to do anything - he snaps at them for looking disbelieving and says he's talented.  Belphie says mammon used to be awful and ngl these made me laugh - mammon brought back pigeon feathers from the human world and tried to sell them to the lower rank angels by telling them they were Raphael's feathers, he also ordered around the army of angels for fun and said he was playing angel chess. Mammon says they were just innocent pranks and were no big deal and MC ever the enabler agrees with him. Mammon says it seems like MC's actually got some sense and says he likes them and that they're cool. Mammon then stutters and asks MC why they're staring at him 'like that' and imagine the amount of shit going through MC's head at seeing Mammon like this? From all the brothers he's arguably the one they're closest with (even if it's not in a romantic sense) so seeing him in a world where he's respected by his brothers and has this kinda calm confidence that he doesn't have as a demon, imagining what must have happened between then and the present for things to change the way they have, finding out he's still a troublemaker, still wholly Mammon, and just has to squash down those urges here, remembering all the times the more responsible side of him came out as a demon and getting to see a version of himself where that side is more prominent. Seeing him so easily say that he likes them without any of the protests he had as a demon. Realising that Mammon's more 'tsundere' characteristics are all a defense mechanism to protect himself from opening up and being hurt and that in the present after realising they genuinely care about him he starts dropping them. realising that as both an angel and a demon he took a look at them and thought 'this one, i like.' Just!??? Ah. :). Anyway back to the chapter- He starts blushing and tells them to stop staring. Belphie asks Mammon if he wants to be like Lucifer, blushing Mammon asks so what if he does. Belphie says that's never gonna happen so he should give up while he's ahead (made me wanna punch him) and that Mammon is not Lucifer and is instead Mammon and that he can't become something he's not (made me wanna hug him). Mammon tells Belphie to shut up and asks why he cares anyway and that with enough time one day he might do it and that he doesn't care what belphie says and that they should just watch him. and isn't it sad that Mammon will never get that time, and yeah it's a good thing that now as a demon he's just being Mammon without trying to be lucifer but he was never given the time to figure that out for himself and it explains all the issues/complexes Mammon has regarding Lucifer and shit imagine losing MC to the man he respects and loves but who he will always see himself as second best to and who he was always trying to reach, the man he believed he could have become until the fall and until he gave up and let his sin and his more real self takeover?? Since Mammon never had the time to realise that it's better to be yourself than someone else if MC ends up choosing Lucifer he'll always have that 'what if' in the back of his head and that shit hurts dude. MC can then say something about them all really loving Lucifer, Mammon blushes and stutters and said that nobody said anything about loving lucifer. Beel, Belphie and Asmo all say they love Luicfer (but not his lectures). Mammon growls and says he hates them and Asmo calls him out on being really obvious about loving lucifer as well, Mammon blushing says he doesn't. Or they can tell Mammon they're rooting for him. He's suprised and then stutters and blushes and asks if they really will. Then still blushing and stuttering he tells MC to stop staring at him like that again. MC's such a pining idiot i can't handle it.  Beel changes the subject and asks why Mammon was looking for them. Lucifer had sent Mammon to find the twins cause Beel never returned with Belphie. He also tells Asmo that Raphael was walking around with his spear looking for him. He then calls them to head to the Celestial Palace. Asmo says that if the Seraphim find out about MC it'll make things worse and who knows what they'll do to all of them. They decide they should hide MC someplace.

Inside the palace Mammon yells at MC to stop looking at everything with wide eyes (did this happen before? when he was showing them around the devildom during the first lesson? I can't remember but my love for parallels is praying it did) cause they're already sticking out by being a bunch of high ranking angels gathered together. Asmo tells Mammon he needs to be nicer. He says that there's no reason to worry cause Lucifer and the others are on the higher floors. Belphie says that this makes it the perfect spot to hide when they wanna skip work. MC says that even angels need a break sometimes. Asmo says the seraphim are bossy and never cut them any slack. Beel asks MC if they are close to any other angels. If MC says Luke no one knows who that is cause the baby hasn't been born yet🥺. If MC says Simeon, Belphie's surprised and Beel says that outta all the Seraphim Simeon's the most easygoing. AND holy shit??? During the last lesson Simeon said he was an archangel which means that he was demoted at some point?????? And considering how close he was with Lucifer and possibly the others as well,,,,,,,,,,could it be possible that he was demoted after the fall? That though he didn't come with them he helped them escape in someway? or looked aside while they escaped? or knew about Lilith and her human? Or knew Lucifer was becoming more disillusioned? Belphie says it's not that Simeon's easygoing but rather that the others are too intense. Mammon asks if they should hand MC over to Simeon and Asmo says another Seraphim would spot them before they reached him. They stop outside their secret room aka the slacking off room. When the door is opened MC and possibly Beel get drenched in water while Belphie, Asmo and possibly Mammon manage to jump away. "???" says that to get entry they need to say the secret phrase.

belphie asks if they really need a secret phrase and levi says they never know when the seraphim will show up, mammon says that if they do show up a secret phrase wouldn't stop them from coming inside. Levi says whatever and asks who MC is. Asmo scolds him for the way he worded the question but still introduces MC. Levi suspects that MC is one of Michael's agents who was sent to verify that levi is 'as much of an useless waste of space as I seem to be'. MC snaps 'That's not true!' and Levi is startled and blushes. And Mammon, holy shit Mammon says what in my humble opinion is one of the funniest lines in the series,: "That's right, Levi. It's not true. I mean, just look at MC's face... See that absentminded stare... like there's nothin' going on upstairs? Does that look like the face of one of Michael's agents? I don't think so." WHY did he have to come for MC so hard!???? this came literally outta nowhere and it made me laugh so hard??? Worst of all? it made me realise a horrid horrid truth; Mammon considers himself a morosexual I'm in tears???? Levi says it's better to be absentminded than to be a waste of space. Belphie says that Levi commanded Lotan and the army of angels in the war against the demons and was basically their general. Beel says that now that the Celestial Realm is at peace Levi feels like he has no purpose. Asmo says that someone from the younger generation took over the Devildom which is why the war ended, though Mammon says the transition isn't official yet. Levi tells them to shut up and Mammon tells him that sitting around being grumpy wouldn't do anything and that he should at least enjoy them being at peace. Levi says that he doesn't wanna hear that crap from Mammon cause Mammon being Lucifer's favourite means he can be an airhead and still have his future secured, while levi would be a dead weight, a leach and a burden to the entire realm without a war to fight (and i mean a lot of what levi said is pretty messed up but Mammon did get promoted from a warrior to Lucifer's right hand possibly after the war was over? while Levi's still a general in a realm at peace). When mammon gets pissed off at Levi's comment the others say that considering this isn't the first time that levi got into one of these moods mammon should just ignore him. Levi immediately latches onto that and says that they shouldn't interact with an useless bore of an angel like him cause it's just a waste of time. MC suggests that Levi find something else he can be passionate about and he says that there's nothing else for him. MC can recommend either anime or manga.  since he doesn't know what these are MC then explains it to him in detail. he's interested but doesn't think a boring angel like him could actually get interested in anything like that (oh baby...). Belphie and Asmo are surprised that MC seems to know so much about the human culture when even Belphie doesn't know this much. '???' voice finds them and says it's interesting how much free time they seem to have. Kinda sad to find out that Levi got into anime cause he needed something to make him feel less useless in the aftermath of a war...

The brothers all freak out about being found by lucifer, who yells at Mammon for not bringing the twins to him and at Beel for not bringing Belphie and then at Belphie for oversleeping and missing the meeting and at Asmo, who he says should take care of the situation before he finds himself at 'the pointy end of Raphael's spear. do you think the Seraphim have divisions that they each head? Lucifer doesn't seem inclined to punish Asmo for breaking the rules like he would have in the Devildom and rather lets Raphael take care of it. Mammon trained under Michael before he met Lucifer - so when he was an archangel. And now as an archangel Simeon works for Michael. It's implied previously in this lesson that Lucifer had other thrones working for him. So? Lucifer then asks who MC is. MC says 'I know you' which makes Lucifer's affection meter go up but he says duh obviously you know me, everyone does (and I mean this in the most affectionate way possible but like what a fucking asshole). Asmo introduces MC as a lost angel and says they were planning to find Lucifer. Lucifer asks if they decided to hide MC cause they were scared the other seraphim would find out and this brings up so many questions - How mean exactly are the other seraphim? We know that the brothers are scared of Lucifer but comparatively Asmo's terrified of Raphael and Mammon of Michael. What exactly would the others do to a lost angel? Ik they said simeon was the most easygoing but is it possible Lucifer's the nicest? I mean he did adopt 6 oddball angels, he seems to be trying to help them rise through the ranks, he seems to deal with lost angels regularly, he knows about their slacking off room and hasn't told the others (to be fair tho if anyone needs a slacking off room it's lucifer), they trusted him not to get mad about their room and about the weird 'angel' they found... Mammon changes the subject by asking Lucifer if he was supposed to be heading down to the devildom, when Levi asks why he'd go there, Lucifer says the price is asking to meet with him. Lucifer's says he doesn't like going but that it's his job and that he doesn't have a choice. with the free 50 pulls I got the devilgram about this first meeting and holy shit?? Lucifer was such a bitch and Diavolo STILL took one look at him decided 'damn I'm gonna love this man'?????????? Also the prejudice the angels have against the demons is just??? Lucifer was surprised that education was a thing in the devildom????? The fact that diavolo wanted not just peace but to build a bridge between the three realms and lucifer didn't believe him cause 1.) ew demons are evil but more importantly 2.) 'if that was possible why hasn't my father tried to achieve that?' - just them showing lucifer slowly starting to question everything he was brought up with and his father who looked up to and practically hero-worshipped?? The symbolism of Lucifer finding the devildom clothes he was provided with more comfortable than his angel's armour? Lucifer warming up to diavolo in the end and i dunno guys it was such a good devilgram. i also got the devilgram where lucifer gets jealous of Barbatos, sulks about it, then whines to MC and finally tries to bake cookies for Diavolo... it's not significant to anything i just needed to say that out loud. Back to the main storyline; MC can ask him whether he doesn't like demons or whether he doesn't want to go the devildom. his answer to both is basically 'ew of course not'. He then tells MC he'll ask Michael to help them. MC tells him to have fun with Diavolo and to be friendly. Lucifer is shocked cause it almost sounds like MC knows Diavolo, and he says they're odd cause he feels like even though he just met them it doesn't really feel like that. Asmo agrees and says when he talks to MC it feels like he's talking to someone very dear to him. Mammon's surprised it's not just him who feels that. Belphie says it's a mysterious feeling and Beel says maybe they've all met somewhere before. Levi says maybe MC reminds them of someone they know. Belphie says: "Hey, wait a second. Does MC remind you of Li-" He's cut off by the whole screen going white and '???' saying 'oh dear, what a mess...'

The voice laments about how often Solomon messes shit up, and asks how he could possibly create food that has odd effects on both humans and demons, and that it can't even be classified as food anymore and should be considered a magic potion. They say that Solomon doing these kinda shit without even realising is the worst part. The voice says that MC's consciousness was sent to the past through their dreams cause of Solomon's cooking and that solomon had created an immortality elixir by accident too once. the voice says that despite being a decent human with a good head on his shoulders Solomon can sometimes be more troublesome than the demons cause despite the way he acts he doesn't actually understand his own power. The voice says they'll send MC back home and that they'll forget everything that happened but the effect they had on the brothers as angels will carry on to the future and that in order to ensure the effect doesn't have negative consequences someday the voice will keep an eye on MC from now on. And that the voice will have to think about Simeon as well. They say goodbye until they meet MC again. MC wakes up next to a sleeping Asmo in his bed. When Beel tells them they're finally done cleaning up the bathroom MC tells him they had a wack dream but that they can't remember what it was, Beel says maybe it's something they're better off forgetting. There's a locked chapter that i can't open :')

The lessons over but I've got notes so hear me out!

1. ) The paradox of Mammon and MC's pact- in the previous lesson Mammon said he doesn't make pacts with random humans except as far as we knew then MC was a random human when he made the pact with them. Mammon being the fastest of the brothers also means he could have easily gotten Goldie back without making the pact. This lesson reveals that MC was never a random human and that they'd met thousands of years prior to their 'first meeting' and though neither Mammon nor MC would have remembered that meeting the effect of it would have still carried on. The effect of MC supporting Mammon's schemes and his dreams, the effect of him being flustered by them, of them staring at him in a way that made him blush, of him deciding he liked them, of him feeling like he already knew them and being able to comfortably tease them. And it's probably all of this that led Mammon to make a pact with them. Except MC was stared at him and supported him as an angel cause they already knew him and cared about him as an angel cause they had a pact together and were friends. tldr; the only reason Mammon made a pact with MC was cause they were familiar to him, the only reason they were familiar to him was cause they were nice to him when he was angel, and the only reason they were nice to him as an angel was cause they already had a pact with him and were friends and so on and so on.

2. ) They have so much freedom in the Devildom holy shit??? They went from having a council of scary vaguely sadistic control freaks to just one. They can do whatever they want without any real consequences while in the Celestial Realm a party was seen as something evil? None of them have any real duties in the devildom while they were so busy in the celestial realm they needed a secret room to slack off

3. ) the seraphim seem so much more controlling than diavolo? I mean the man takes any excuse to throw a party and is currently whining about not being allowed to go the human world. While in the celestial realm just talking about wanting to be human is a punishable offence. And yeah sure you could say that I'm comparing the past celestial realm vs the current devildom and that the current celestial realm has probably eased up a lot EXCEPT 01.) in the devilgram with Lucifer's and Diavolo's first meeting Diavolo seems exactly the same as he currently is. 02.) Luke - who is a fairly new angel- 's attitude when he first arrives in the devildom is scarily similar to Lucifer's attitude in the devilgram where he first meets Diavolo 03.) the angel event proves that the Celestial Realm still has a set view on what angels should be like and that the brothers never fit this view

4.) Forming of their sins - the brothers were definitely the odd ones out in the celestial realm even if they were pretty famous and they all had less intense versions of their sins even back then. MC who knows them for only their sins, reinforced them when they were angels which probably led to them embracing these sins more, which would have helped with their fall and with fully developing their sins

5. ) I feel like we might actually get to see michael???? They've been dragging and teasing about finally meeting him for so long.

Pls come talk to me about this lesson! I'm desperate rn i need to hear more thoughts and theories!

[hydrospanners]

fic masterlist: swtor

at the request of literally no one, i’ve created a masterlist of all my swtor fic. first is a chronological collection of all the swtor fic i’ve written in my “canon”. it’s broken up into snippets of time relative to the events of swtor. aus and gift fics are at the end. this is more for me than anything else, but if you have a bunch of time on your hands and want to read some fic--enjoy!!!

i am the most self-indulgent author known to man so there are numerous fics that don’t feature any canon characters in any significant way. i’m not sorry, but i did mark them with an asterisk for everyone’s edification. i also wrote actually vaguely descriptive descriptions instead of whatever bullshit i put in the descriptions on ao3. all links go to ao3 because tumblr was not designed for reading and it shows.

53 fics below the cut... what a trip, y’all.

backstory these fics are about things that happened before the opening of the class story. 

* a very velaran life day - snippets of different life days in the velaran family history. no canon characters in it yet, but maybe this christmas i’ll get to some fics that aren’t solely about my own ocs.

* the shape of things to come - the story about how rea finally joined the jedi at the ripe old age of sixteen.

* a dimming star - the first steps on rea’s jedi path. they aren’t fun ones, lads!

* necessary sacrifice - like three years down the timeline and still no canon characters! rea continues to struggle with this whole being a jedi thing, and it continues to struggle with her! this one features a haircut as a symbol of a turning point in the story.

bars and stripes - canon characters??? in my fic????? its more likely than you think. this is a shameless ripoff of an episode of m*a*s*h masquerading as doc backstory. does it have cameos and/or mentions of other healer companions? maybe!!!

prelude these are fics set during the prologue of the class stories, everything that happens between the start and completing the capital planet missions. 

* memories - rhese? do you finally get a say in all this??? this is the moment rhese and rea finally see each other for the first time since they were recruited to the jedi, set at the very start of the class story.

attachments - kira and rea talk about rhese. that’s it. that’s the fic.

act one all the stories set between killing tarnis and beginning preparations to capture the emperor (everything after coruscant ending and pubside balmorra starting). rip orgus. one day ill finish all those wips about how sad it was when he bit it. in the mean time, can i interest you in some gifsets?

lessons - now rea’s padawan, kira reflects on how bad rea is at teaching, though maybe without as much clarity as i just implied.

a tangled web - so stupid it’s basically crack, kira has to rescue rea from an embarrassing situation.

of flowers, failure, and the virtues of friendship - kira and rhese start to bond over the shared torment of having to be around rea. rivals to friends (one day i’ll write the “to lovers” part that comes after).

act two all the stories during the time when the knight is prepping for the assault on the emperor’s fortress and then assaulting it. everything between pubside balmorra starting and breaking free from the emperor’s fortress after that super successful plan to bring him in alive. great job jedi!

filling the table - is that shipfic????? the reason i started writing swtor fic in the first place??? this is rea being thirsty disguised as me sewing seeds for the eventual doc x rea romance. pazaak themed for some reason? (doc x rea)

when the wicked play - this is me being obsessed with the translation of video game violence to vaguely realistic circumstances posing as doc feeling some kind of way about rea murdering a whole bunch of dudes who wanted to hurt her but weren’t powerful enough. not primarily romantic but definitely some setup for their relationship.

night shift -  everything is doc x rea and nothing hurts. rea’s got work to do but who can work when there’s a horny mustachio’d doctor trying to persuade her back to bed??? it’s not love it’s just good sex!!!!! honest!!!!(doc x rea)

these nights never seem to go to plan - rea isn’t yearning for affection, she’s just too tired to get out of doc’s bed after so much boning. okay maybe this is about slightly more than good sex after all... doc x rea TENDERNESS.

somewhere we’ve not been before - this is the good shit lads!!!! doc x rea!!! first dates!!!! shenanigans!!!! honest to goodness falling in love between all that fucking that do!!!!!!!!!!!! (doc x rea)

no better taste - a sequel to the last fic featuring the morning after!!! some post-horniness introspection!! tenderness!!!!!! hints of yearning!!! god i miss the days before the mind control and the carbonite when the problems were normal things like commitment and abandonment issues. (doc x rea)

heart - rea sends doc a rocking “thanks for the great sex” gift!! rhese is disgusted by every part of it! this is comedy folks!!!! (doc x rea... i guess)

interruptions - rea takes a work call while she’s boning doc. that’s the whole fic. i think this was my first spicy fic?? i can’t remember. (doc x rea)

* where you go to rest your bones - sibling tenderness!!!! their relationship is super complicated, but rhese is reminded that underneath all the bullshit rea really does love him a lot.... it’s both sad and not sad at the same time. schroedinger’s sadness.

gifts - the crew tries to plan a gift for rea, but what do you get for the woman who’s banned from everything?? so dumb it’s basically crack and i’m not sorry for it.

crapshoot - the crew takes bets on what rea’s next Bad Idea TM will be. she shows them you can’t predict chaos. basically crack but i don’t care.

spoonful of sugar - vignettes about the jedi knight crew dealing with sickness. almost entirely comedy and/or fluff. doc x rea content is present and rhese x kira content is suggested.

a little eggstra - grocery shopping gone awry, based on an old tumblr text post. hella stupid, yet hella fun. doc x rea is in the background.

to break our bones for kindling - you thought we were just having good times??? you’re a fool. doc’s job is to heal people and rea’s job is to break them. sometimes they have work-related disagreements!!! be sad with me. doc x rea.

* when a problem comes along, you must whip it - i can only stop being stupid for so long, so here’s the story about how rea came to possess her lightwhip, the stupidest weapon known to man. these events do not go well for rhese.

things unsaid - a dumb doc x rea drabble about stupid shit rea says when she’s been mortally wounded. if doc were to just let her die, no one would blame him.

* the things you do for love are gonna come back to you one by one - a bit of a character/relationship study about what rhese is willing to sacrifice for love of his sister, no matter how complicated things are between them. a second chapter about what rea sacrifices for rhese is in my wips and will be completed... .eventually. 

lovesick - doc x rea ship content. my interpretation of that one conversation where doc’s like “hey would your jedi powers tell me if im going crazy also do you love me? check yes or no. i will not elaborate.”

* the things we left behind - oh no lads.... we’re building up to the fortress shit.... our good times are over. rea does some underhanded shit to make sure her brother doesn’t go on this mission to capture the emperor cause the plan does not seem like a great one.

act three wow wasn’t act two fun??? so much silly nonsense and love. now get a drink assholes it’s Time To Be Sad. act three covers everything in the class stories after coming back from that super successful assault on the emperor’s fortress (great job jedi!) to finally stabbing the bastard in the dark fortress and hoping that gets the job done at last. (spoilers: it doesn’t!!!!!) aka stories from belsavis to the final assault on dromund kaas.

everything we left there - it’s trauma time!!! rea’s fucked up from the fortress and feeling the pressure (thanks for the prophecy scourge!!! love that!!!!) so she hurts people she cares about to protect them. it’s her signature move!

the only thing that’s real - rea continues to be fucked up from what happened on the fortress but hey... at least she isn’t fucked up alone??? sad doc x rea content.

into the jungle - the gang is on belsavis and no one is having a good time! since rea isn’t herself, doc tries to pick up the slack and reassure kira that it’ll all be okay! it goes about as well as you’d expect.

interlude now that i’m looking at it, there are some serious gaps in my fic coverage. anyway, sad hours are over, the emperor is (kind of but not really) dead and there may still be a war on but things are looking up! this covers everything between the emperor’s death and the beginning of kotfe, including forged alliances and the shadow of revan.

hands too hungry - doc finally takes rea on that honeymoon she didn’t really care about in the first place! tragically, rea is way too horny to be impressed by what an amazing vacation he planned for himself them. peak rea x doc content.

no kind of romantic - it’s doc and rea’s one year anniversary but they are both working on opposite sides of the galaxy. sad! it’s doc x rea fluff disguised as angst.

a little help from a friend - rea and theron are worst/best friends and i recycle romance tropes into annoying friendship ones. this is the least sexy sharing body heat fic you’ve ever (not?) read. bite me.

retirement - rea has some feelings about her very violent, stressful job and how it interferes with her husband doing things that actually help and heal. doc x rea content.

the dreaded kotfe content these are sad hours!!! this is everything from arcann’s invasion on, cause i’m not breaking it up by post-carbonite storyline you bastards. i don’t know why i’m being so hostile no one asked me to do this.

every doubt we had - after watching what may have been his sister’s death by exploding starship, rhese is having trouble sleeping. no one is more surprised than him when seeks out doc for comfort! doc & rhese brothers by marriage solidarity. carbonite angst...

love is a waiting game - rea’s been MIA for six months since the ship she was on bit it and her crew is finally making some changes. doc is sad about it. doc & rhese brothers by marriage solidarity again. doc x rea angst.

waiting - some time has passed and now rhese is the sad one again!!! grief is so funny isn’t it??? hahahaha haha hahahaha why is no one else laughing? doc & rhese brothers by marriage solidarity yet again.

the greatest distance - rea’s back baby!!!! oh but this isn’t a celebration. she’s taking a tour of her long lost ship now that all the people she loved aren’t in it. it’s a sad one, fellas. 

* when the stars are the only thing we share - rea tracks down some people from her past to help her track down her brother since he went missing while she was having a nap. no canon characters were used in the making of this fic.

leave her sleeping a little longer - rea has a dream and wakes up missing doc even more than she was before. sad hours. doc x rea angst.

take back what the kingdom stole - after theron pulls some Shenanigans (you know the ones) his friendship with rea is in peril. they both break character and actually talk shit out for once.

a wish your heart makes - rea dreams a dream. so does doc. it’s a wet one. this makes it sound lighthearted but actually it’s angst with a side of porn. doc x rea supreme spicy/sad content.

overserved - back to crack baby!! rea gets drunk and acts a fool based on a joke made in a discord server. this is the best shit i’ve ever written.

thrusting back into my skin i feel anew - the band is back together again and everything is fine!!!! just kidding -- actually people change a lot in six years and rea and doc are having some trouble fitting back into the marriage they had back then. doc x rea angst but with a hopeful ending!

non-canon fics i’ve written a couple of things with my dumb characters that are too stupid even for me to put into their canon story or are otherwise aus. these are them, listed in no particular order.

the lies we tell ourselves - a sadder (yet possibly more realistic) take on the ossus reunion and what follows. a bit experimental. doc x rea angst au.

archiban frodrick’s kennel - a romance au where doc is a vet and rea has a pet with a health issue, inspired by my own stupid dog whom i love very much. doc x rea. spiciness suggested but not detailed; sorry horndogs.

fallen - a fun au where rea’s shittiness as a teacher and everything being bad leads to kira falling to the dark side... its angst lads.

the new recruit - rusk’s squad adopts a kitten. that’s the fic.

cruel - ever wonder how things would have turned out if rea was never smuggled off eriadu and got plucked up by the sith?? no??? well i have and i wrote about it. the self-indulgence never ends.

fill my lungs with sweetness - a gift fic for @hoiist; flower-themed vignettes about doc expressing his love for hoiist’s knight, vii. this is some real soft shit, lads.

remember me, love - another gift fic for @hoiist; this time some ossus-flavored angst about doc seeing through vii’s eyes in his dreams. what he sees is not comforting!!! all aboard the angst train--choo choo!!

[cdt12345]

Ian and Mickey are Husbands!

I took a while to even talk about this episode because I was so overwhelmed. I needed time to process everything!

To start off, I have no complaints! The only thing is, it would’ve been great if Mandy, Iggy and Fiona were there. But that’s something we already knew wasn’t gonna happen, so I chose not to let that make me mad. I already had time to be angry about it before this episode.

Please excuse the ramblings of a mad women but I’m sure you understand, as I know you’re freaking out just as much as I am! Looking at you @luckyshazmrsmonaghansblog! I want this episode playing on a loop wherever I go forever! Even at my grave! For once I didn’t need to fast forward to get to their scenes! I usually try not to during the first watch, but I won’t have to even when I watch it again, which I already have.

Immediately starting off with how I love that everyone was worried about Ian taking his meds because it’s going to be a stressful day for him. It wasn’t overbearing or accusatory, it was genuine care and concern for Ian’s well being on his and Mickey’s big day. This is the love and attention Ian has always deserved from his family!

Carl asked the question we’ve all been asking! Where is Mickey getting the money for this wedding? Liam killed me with his response to Ian. “Hmph. Savings?” Like, yeah right. Oh Mickey you adorable man. He’s fucking stealing money on his own to pay for his wedding. I fucking love him so much!

I know people will hate that he was doing this and probably complain about it, but as long as he didn’t get caught, I’m fine. These characters have grown and changed, but they haven’t changed that much. Let’s just be happy Mickey didn’t get shot or go to prison and he was able to afford to throw himself and Ian a beautiful wedding.

It did not get passed me that Mickey came out of the restroom from his shower after Ian did. I’m pretty sure sexy time already started that day in the shower!!! No one will convince me otherwise.

Liam knowing as soon as Mickey walked in what was about to happen and walked the hell out of there. Hilarious! Smart kid! Carl just sitting there until Mickey had to tell him to get the fuck out was also fucking hilarious! Especially when thinking back to the time Mickey was staying there in season 4. They couldn’t even share a bed in front of Ian’s family. I love that this is gonna be their life from now on. This family is so much better with Mickey in it and because of it we have a happy and in love Ian. Nothing could be better!

Our first glance at Mickey’s butt was a plus! We fucking needed that! We needed more of that, but beggers can’t be choosers.

Carl getting them edible boxers! Liam wanting to get them something special even though he had no money! He’s so precious! He got them a honeymoon car!

So Debbie and Sandy slept together the night before for the first time (still not supportive of this relationship) meaning Ian and Mickey were planning their wedding the day before they had the wedding. Even when they still needed to get invitations and send them out!

This doesn’t count as a complaint because the shows lack of proper timelines and not being realistic is nothing new for them. But I’m going to believe some time had to have passed. They can’t send out invitations, get RSVP’s and book a venue in one fucking day. Another fuck up was Mickey bit Ian’s right arm and when we see the bite mark it’s on Ian’s left arm. How can they be this incompetent?

I know people weren’t thrilled about Mickey biting Ian and Ian having to punch Mickey twice, but I can live with it. Of course I don’t love or even like to see them hit each other. I hate it too! I was more sad that they had to go through this on their wedding day and I wish they didn’t have to go through that. Especially because of that asshole Terry.

But Mickey was so angry he couldn’t think straight. And Ian had no other choice but to punch him in order to save him from getting killed by Terry or Mickey getting sent back to prison. They didn’t do it because they were fighting with each other, which probably makes it easier for me to deal with it.

Poor Ian had to run all the way to the venue and back, up the front steps, up the stairs, then down the stairs and then down the back stairs to chase after Mickey and then gets bit by him. All with his broken leg! He needs a rest!

Ian’s face when he’s watching the smoke from the fire was sad. It made me so sad for him. I know he wasn’t into the wedding planning like Mickey, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t just as sad or upset over the fact their venue was burning down.

I was liking Tommy in the previous episode, but he done fucking pissed me off with his stupid opinions that no one asked for. I do love that Vee defended them, but if it were me, I would’ve told him he could find another fucking bar if he said anything like that ever again in this bar. But that’s just me!

I’m happy that Lip’s story line got attention because it deserved it. I’m also happy that it didn’t overshadow Ian and Mickey’s big day. Everything felt evenly spread out for once. Except for Frank but he’s had enough episodes centered around him, for him to sit on the back burner for once. Even though the episode was named after Gallavich and it was their wedding day, I expected John Wells to somehow make this all about Frank. It must’ve killed John Wells! It must be tough not getting it your way for one episode! Poor thing, old rich white men can’t seem to catch a break. I’m totally being sarcastic, but I’m sure you caught that.

I was so impressed with Liam playing Frank the way he did. That kid is a genius! I also love that he wanted Frank at Ian’s wedding and guilted him to be there. I’m not Franks biggest fan and Ian can say he could care less all he wants, but it was good for him to have a parent there and I love Liam for making it happen.

I love that everyone did everything they could to find a place to have the wedding and set everything up for them. This is what this season has been lacking. The whole family together getting shit done! And for once it was for Ian and Mickey.

Mickey talking about how Terry fucking won again and him listing all of the horrible shit he ever did was gut wrenching! He didn’t even mention the worst of it that no one else knows about, except he and Ian and Lip. Terry’s a piece of shit monster that needs to rot in hell.

I know they said in season 3 that Mickey’s mom died. But I’m going with what was last said, and what was last said was she took off. I’m glad we even got this bit of info about her. It’s confusing because we have different stories, but I’m going with what Mickey said. Besides why would he lie in this moment? Ian and Mandy talking about her being dead could’ve been Mandy saying she’s dead to them since she left them behind with Terry.

Mickey told Ian he loves him twice in front of everyone!!! I was crying from that alone. This was a big moment. Anytime Mickey can profess his love for Ian in front of everyone is always a big deal. Considering he was afraid to even act like friends with Ian in front of other people in the beginning.

I love that Lip was still thinking about where to have the wedding and Mickey’s like “Ey, asshole, were you not listening? We’re doing a murder thing here.” Went from sad to funny in a split second.

I thought if we ever got Ian and Mickey talking about having kids, it would be next season. That was if they would even talk about it in the first place. This episode gave me everything I wanted and more. This was one of those more moments.

I couldn’t believe they talked about kids in this episode. I love the fact that Mickey didn’t want them until Ian said he did. Of course Mickey would be happy either way as long as Ian’s happy. If Ian wants kids, he wants kids too. I don’t want this for them now, but maybe in a few years. Really whenever they’re ready. I want what they want!

I also hoped, but didn’t think we’d get, a moment alone with them before the wedding and we did! I squealed and cried so much during this scene! Ian tying Mickey’s bow tie! Both of them teasing each other about how ugly and how pale the other is! That was so them!

Ian charming that polish lady when Mickey was starting to say something bad, was again so them. I also freaked over the polish lady because she came out in Edward Scissorhands and damn she’s aged! But I digress.

Ian and Mickey standing in the venue when the Gallagher’s and Balls were setting everything up was another beautiful moment to me. They could just stand back and watch their family and loved ones set everything up for them.

Ian complementing Mickey’s chairs was so sweet. The cake topper killed me! But the fact that everyone knows Mickey is a bottom, at least for Ian, makes me even more proud of him!

I was not excited about the gay Jesus groupies, especially Geneva, being at the wedding. There was speculation that she might marry Ian and Mickey. I did not like that idea, thank God it didn’t happen. She wanted Ian to fight the charges and possibly go to jail longer and none of them showed up for Ian when he went to prison.

But if it wasn’t for them Ian wouldn’t have ended up in jail with Mickey. I believe that Ian and Mickey are soulmates, so they would’ve ended up together eventually, but it happened sooner because of the shit they got Ian into. In a weird way they made this happen sooner.

I never fully forgive anyone for mistreating Ian or Mickey, but they are somewhat forgiven for keeping Terry from ruining the wedding. They kept Terry from hurting Mickey and/or Ian and for that I will always be grateful. They were good for something in the end. When it really mattered for Ian.

Really, I’m just so happy that everyone came through for Ian and Mickey on their wedding day. Ian and Mickey deserved this more than anyone and I can’t believe they finally got it.

I was also hoping for a moment between Ian and Lip alone before the ceremony. It was touching and enough to make me happy and for me to start crying again. Ian’s choice of song for the ceremony was fucking perfect! I was already a mess at this point!

I thought neither of them were going to walk down the aisle, but my God did I love that Mickey did. I loved Kevin standing there with the bat. He’s basically me when anyone tries to mess with Gallavich. He’s basically all of us!

GOD THE VOWS!!! The fact that I didn’t drop dead in that moment is a fucking miracle! Mickey saying he will cherish Ian really hit me! Ian deserves to be cherished and we all know Mickey is the man for the job. Ian saying it back to Mickey! I was balling!

Frank crying and being happy for them was such a weird emotional moment for me. I know he cares about his kids. I really do not like Frank. When watching season 8, I talked with @luckyshazmrsmonaghansblog about the episode Frank helped them out with that drug dealer. We agreed Frank has his moments and comes through for his kids sometimes.

But this was just for Ian. He never tells Ian he loves him. That time Frank went around telling all his kids he loved them one by one in season 6. I noticed he never told Ian he loved him. He told all his kids he loved them but never said that to Ian. Not once!

They never really had a moment together like Frank has with his other kids. So this was a very emotional moment. It was just him showing up and being supportive and not ruining the wedding. But for Ian that’s a big deal. Especially when Mickey’s father is doing the exact opposite of that.

When Ian asks “Now?” to kiss Mickey, I literally yelled at the TV “YES!” This is such a triumphant moment for them. I’m still in disbelieve it happened. I never would’ve believed it years ago. I’m having a hard time believing it now.

All the music that was played at the wedding was perfect! They hired a good DJ. Mickey dancing!!!!! He’s such a bad dancer and I love it! I love that he did that without being asked. He just wanted to dance at his wedding because he was so happy! Another thing I hoped for but didn’t think we’d get was a slow dance between Ian and Mickey. But we fucking got it!!!!!!

Tami telling Ian and Mickey she loved them? Again, I said out loud to the TV “Since when?” Tami kept calling them ex cons and has barley interacted with them. Looking closely she doesn’t even say it. I think they added that in post production. She wasn’t even originally scripted to say that.

I love that when Kev and Vee were the center of attention for a minute, we still see Mickey dancing and doing air guitar to Whitney Houston in the background! Fucking love it!!!!

Ian sitting down and watching the love of his life, his husband dancing with his family at their wedding was beautiful! A moment Ian will never forget, I’m sure.

It was so Ian to bring up missing his mom at his wedding. Out of all the kids, I will always believe Ian was her favorite. She wasn’t the best mom in the world, but she really loved Ian. I’m sure she would’ve been so happy and proud of him.

And out of all the kids, Ian was the one who connected the most with her and grieved her death the most. I wish he could’ve had her there and I cried when he teared up talking about her. For once Debbie said something right. Monica would’ve loved it. I’m glad the comment was supportive and Ian wasn’t teased for missing his own mother.

If I wasn’t already a mess Ian called Mickey his husband!! I started crying even harder at that! Again the song for the slow dance was fucking perfect for them. Once the slow song came on Mickey started looking around for Ian and that is so sweet!

I was so overwhelmed by this that I didn’t even notice that Lip was drinking right away. It took a few seconds to realize and when I did I was like “No Lip!” I’m glad he got help right away though. Shows how far he’s come as well.

Ian and Mickey driving off together was something I thought would be the last we would see of them this season. I loved it and that Liam got them a beautiful car to use for their honeymoon. I saw this months ago when the spoilers came out and I figured that would be it.

But then we get them at their honeymoon!!!!! I never even dreamed we’d see this. I didn’t even hope for this because I didn’t think it would actually happen! They had the cheesy honeymoon suite with a heart shaped bed and everything!!!

I never knew I wanted this for them until it happened. I fucking loved that they had the cheesiest honeymoon suite experience. For real, this makes me so happy! I don’t know how Terry could’ve found out where they were but okay.

Another bonus! We got another shot of Mickey’s butt!!! We got two butt shots! This was the best episode of the whole fucking series! I know I’m biased because of my love for Gallavich, but it really was the fucking best!

I’m guessing this is a set up for more Terry next season. I hope it doesn’t last long. Only long enough to get rid of him somehow. Without Ian or Mickey getting in trouble with the law for it.

[dontcallmecarrie]

“if Bucky got wind of what went down in canon, he’d start screaming internally and never stop” ... So! How about a dimensional travel style crossover between By Dawn’s Early Light and either canon or one of your other AUs? ;D

That’d be…messy, because BDEL is, apart from being a fluffy fixit-slash-break-it-differently AU, also a timeline-got-squished-and-things-got-switched-up AU. 

For instance, remember how Tony’s hometown got a visit from SHIELD because of a meteor crash? That was Mjolnir, crashing into Earth way ahead of schedule because the Bifrost got a bit wonky when Odin did his thing. By the time Thor arrives, nearly a decade’s passed on Earth, Natasha is a shiny new agent of SHIELD, Bucky’s been out of the ice again, Bruce is cursing his new green anger management issues and there’s a lot of talk about Y2K going on in the background.

So, we’re talking about taking this Bucky, who escaped HYDRA in the early ‘80s and has since spent that time recovering with the help of his new family. Who’s used to a universe where Tony Stark went MIA and didn’t contribute to technology and progress [because he used that creativity and innovation to hide better, but shh], so tech’s about what you’d expect. 

You take this Bucky, and stick him in canon? Things are going to explode, and there’s going to be a lot of screaming.

Bucky’d take one look at canon, with its “assholes are yelling ‘Hail HYDRA’ in the year of our lord 2014″ and “wait what do you mean I killed Tony’s parents and all these other people” and would immediately go ‘thanks I hate it’. 

Would go “I don’t care if they have hoverboards, take me back, I want to go home fuck this I’m out”, because to him, canon’s a melodramatic mess and clearly a very bad timeline because the people he cares about are either long dead or wouldn’t be able to look him in the face [and it would sting, knowing that this Tony has very good reason for why].

And Steve— the way this other Steve looks at him would freak him out. Because there’s a strange sort of hope in there, only it’s not very comforting when it’s the “oh my god you look so much better!” hope, with a side of “you’re the person I remember you as, and if you’re not it’d only take a few tweaks” […yeah I’m still salty about the way Steve handled Bucky’s trauma. Fight me.] and as if that’s not enough, all it’d take one look at his alternate to know that apparently he got off lightly when it came to trauma.

Only— that’s not true, is it? It’s just that he was lucky enough to have been able to heal from the worst of his trauma in an incredibly supportive environment, and for all that they give him grey hairs, Bucky is still very grateful for the sheer diehard loyalty that Maria and Tony showed when he was at his lowest. 

But these guys don’t see it, just see him after years of recovery. 

…yeah, Bucky wouldn’t really like this weird alternate universe. 

As for the stunts that Steve pulls, though…hmm. 

On the one hand, part of me thinks that he’d be almost desensitized to it. After all, in his universe, Maria burned both Stark Industries and SHIELD in the early 1980s— so when he finds out that Steve did something similar in 2014, he’d be torn between facepalming and screaming. 

On the other hand, finding out that Steve caused an international incident […or just gets wind of the Civil War mess in general, for that matter] because of Reasons would just result in internal screaming. Because come on. Steve was supposed to be the reasonable one, was supposed to be the one who wouldn’t go to town if Bucky was ever mildly inconvenienced and how was it that he kept hanging out with these jerks in every universe? He’d have expected this shit from Tony or Maria, but he had high hopes for you Steve, gdi.

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Meanwhile: it’s Uncanny Valley Hour for everyone in canon. 

Because this Bucky looks like their own, but the way he acts? The way he keeps blurting out stuff that’s just this side of ‘wait wtf’, or fumbles with smartphones but has no issue with talking to JARVIS?

Tony’s freaked out because this Bucky acts very, very familiar with him [Bucky: I taught you how to shave, kid. Enough said]. Doesn’t help that this Bucky’s also very very protective with a side of mother-hen tendencies [Bucky: how tf is it that you have even worse self-care habits than you did as a tiny fifteen-year-old?! Eat something you’ve been up for nearly 36 hours now]. [Incidentally, stuff like this also gets him into JARVIS’ good books, too.]

Everyone’s heart hurts whenever Bucky mentions Maria and Tony’s face just freezes over for a second, and there’s a lot of brain-breakage when he mentions wanting to punch Howard too. 

Clint and Bruce and Sam would just be watching from the sidelines, Natasha stealing popcorn every so often because this Bucky remembers bits and pieces of his time in the Red Room but it’s clear that he’s healed from that and they’re cool. 

Steve, though…

Steve sees this Bucky, and he can’t. 

It’s just— this Bucky is a staggering contrast to his Bucky, in all the worst ways.

This Bucky is everything he wishes his Bucky could be— he has his old self-confidence back, is clearly at ease and comfortable with his place in the world, isn’t struggling to put himself back together again, isn’t a patchwork of scars and open wounds. 

[This Bucky is unrecognizable. Is clearly better off without him.] 

It’s everything he could hope for, in terms of recovery for his best friend. It’s so close, and so, so far. 

This Bucky can barely stand to be in the same room as his alternate self. Shifts uncomfortably whenever it happens, looks at his alternate with a strange sort of pity [Bucky: torn between going ‘holy shit was I ever that bad? Wait nvm I don’t want to know’ and ‘…I am still going to yell at Maria next time she blackmails municipal government into unnecessarily changing zoning laws’]. 

All in all, nobody’s having a very good time, if BDEL!Bucky were to crash-land another dimension. 

[purplesurveys]

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What’s the name of a song you’ve listened to a lot recently? Prepare for another Hayley answer folks. I’ve been listening to nothing but Petals For Armor this whole week – even lo-fi got a break :o – and Dead Horse is very easily my favorite track so that’s been racking up plays.

Are you texting anyone at this moment? No. I currently have a conversation with Gab on Messenger but replies on both ends are choppy because we’re doing our own thing.

Recently, who in your house has gotten on your nerves the most? It’d be a surprise if someone still doesn’t know the answer to this, but it’s my mom. We just have very different personalities and traits, and that is mostly because I have made it my life’s mission to not end up like her.

Think of the most recent time that you went out to eat with someone, who ended up paying? We split the bill, as we always do. That last time was in my favorite ramen place I now realize :( I miss the outside worldddddd.

Is there anything that’s been weighing on your mind as far as a decision your contemplating whether to act on or not? Explain. Everyday it’s always a mental battle whether I’m touching my thesis or not for that day. It’s such a big deal for me and there’s so much pressure to produce an excellent one that I’m always too scared to look at it, even if it is MY work.

What all has pissed you off today, if anything at all? My mom was making unbelievable statements about ABSCBN (the major network that the government pettily hates and demanded to shut down) and how they deserve the ordeal they’ve been going through...fucking unbelievable. I wasn’t going to let her slide so I offered up my arguments, but I felt her cowering and my suspicions were confirmed when she changed the topic. 

How often do you talk to the person you currently have feelings for? Well I’m already with her, so we talk pretty often throughout the day. It’ll decrease if we’re both super busy, but when it’s one of those days we make sure we at least talk when we wake up and before we go to bed.

When was the last time you couldn’t stop laughing? A Tiktok Angela shared with me. Holy shit it was so funny - it was of a girl going through Twilight and reading every single time Stephenie Meyer used the word ‘chuckled’ with a hilarious voice filter.

Out of all of your friends who have you gotten in the worst fight with? Explain what happened. I super hate having conflicts with people I’m close to, so I honestly can’t tell you an argument I’ve had with a friend even if I try racking my brain for one.

If you had $100 dollars, how would you spend it? I’d rather save it till I’ll have to go job-hunting. I’ll spend the money on gas to go to job interviews.

What’s something you would love to have happen right now? I just want the reassurance that I’ll end up in a good job eventually. This whole period waiting for graduation with nothing happening isn’t good for me, and with the lockdown still in place I’ll have to also wait till I can start legit applying for jobs, so these days I’m essentially just living with double the amount of anxiety I’d normally have.

You were given the opportunity to get a new cellular device, what do you choose? iPhone 11 Pro Max.

Which of your classes in school is most capable of killing a good mood for you? Business reporting. Before the quarantine, that class absolutely ruined my Fridays which used to be my favorite day of the week. I had a great teacher who opened every avenue possible to help us because it was objectively a difficult class, but that’s all I saw it as – difficult. All my other classes were okay.

How nice of a person are you, honestly? I’m super nice and am always that way with everyone. Though if I encounter someone with a behavior that I don’t like, like being a lousy co-worker or if they support the government lolol, I’ll be less nice but like still not an asshole. It’s a waste of time being a shitty person to other people.

What good things have happened today? My dad bought Pringles yesterday so I got to have them today and holy shit, they are so so good. It also wasn’t that hot today - weather was still awful of course, but at least I didn’t sweat through my shirt or have to breathe heavily, which is good enough for me.

Can you honestly say that at this point and time you’re happy with the way things are going in your life? Not yet, but I’ll get there.

Is there anyone of your preferred sex who tends to mess with your head? I don’t have a preferred sex.

What have you recently gotten the most compliments on? Honestly nothing. I haven’t been on social media lately because the country is shit and citizens are always saying stupid shit, so I haven’t talked to that many people lately.

When you get to go shopping for new clothes, where do you go to find your clothes? Feliz.

How do you feel about inter-racial couples? You do you. I don’t see anything wrong with it and besides, Filipinos marrying foreigners has always been a common sight.

Have you ever thought you were in love, and then realized later on that your feelings weren’t as strong as you had thought? No.

When will be the next time you travel out of state, where will you be going? I have no clue. All travel plans have been put on hold for a while, so I’ll have to wait until that eases out.

If I were to see you face to face, who would you more than likely be with? My dog.

What is one assumption people make of you, by just seeing you? That I’m grumpy. It’s not inaccurate at all, I definitely have a bit of a short fuse.

When deciding the significance of someone in your life, what is an important deciding factor? How much I can trust them, if we’ve had memorable times together, and if they have the ability to make me feel better when I’m down.

What is something that you have come to realize doesn’t work for you? Trying to have a rational disagreement with my mom. She will always handle conflict immaturely. I will always wonder why she has lasted this long without anyone calling her out on such a poor behavior.

Have you ever grown apart from someone, and then over time you came back into each others lives? Yeah dude, Gabie. I lost her for a while after our first breakup, which was technically two losses for me because she’s also my best friend. We grew apart for around four months but after that we reconnected, patched things up, and realized being friends wasn’t gonna cut it so we ended up dating again haha.

On a scale of 1 to 10 how shy are you? 12 for people I’m not close to, maybe a 6 for those I know well already.

Chose one quality of yours that has caused you problems, explain one situation where the quality was apparent. Mmm when I’m anxious or not having a good day overall, I tend to ignore everyone. I will open messages but not reply to anyone of them, and on the worst days I won’t reply even to the work-related messages. And if anyone asks me if I’m ok or not, it’s going to be seenzoned; if anyone sends me a meme, it’s going to be seenzoned, you get the idea.

I was having a rough time the other day when JM asked me to take over a task for the org, and while I had every intention of doing it, I a) didn’t reply to him, and b) didn’t feel like doing the task until after dinner. When I opened my laptop to get on the job, I already got a message from JM apologizing and saying he had to overstep and do the work himself because he didn’t get a reply from me and because I haven’t done the task yet. I can honestly that’s never happened before and as a perfectionist I was super disappointed in myself and I must’ve apologized to him a thousand times.

Is there something you should be doing right now, besides this survey? Taking a shower.

When was the last time you turned down making plans with someone, why did you? I think it was just that party with Rita’s sister’s DJ friend. I don’t normally turn down plans because I’m always game for anything lol.

Who did you last confide in, what did it involve? I was telling Gabie how much I hate the Mother’s Day posts from everyone on Facebook. I didn’t use Facebook last Sunday precisely because I wanted to avoid seeing any of them, but when I loaded my feed now they were still all over my timeline. I had had enough of waiting for them to go away, so I vented to her.

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god that was hard to read. in a good way, but i felt physical pain in my chest from seeing all the hurt these characters have felt and everything they've been through. for some reason i am kind of glad to see hongjoong alive (?) for the most part, purely because of the pathetic demise we thought he had been through and because it hurts to see an atz member die in a fic 😭 i'm not sure what's gonna happen to seonghwa now, the real seonghwa, but i feel like the real seonghwa would want to be killed not as mercy, but because he genuinely wouldn't be able to handle the guilt. he literally (maybe unintentionally, but still hurt) everyone he loves, there's not much coming back from that. i'm not sure when exactly seonghwa got possessed in the timeline, but if it was before or right at the time he started the sanctuary, then it means everything he did was actually the alien doing it :(( ofc it's still hard not to blame him for all of this shit considering how easily y/n broke out of their possession. also it's so good to see y/n and san come so far in their relationship to the point where they can finally rely on each other again. this truly was slow-burn.

there's also a part of me that feels like none of them are gonna make it out of this alive and well, because i'm sure the aliens and their brethren (?) in the sky must have some form of communication. what if more come down to the sanctuary to put it to an end and no one comes out alive? i can't wait to find out what happens next, you're doing amazing! - ⭐️

omg agreed!!! i hate writing about hurting any of the characters mostly bc they’re ateez members and it’s sad 😕 seonghwa really is…. a mess

hongjoong’s definitely alive but his existence is very much something i wouldn’t want for my worst enemies :( like in his own way he tried to protect ppl (i.e jongho) but he’s also just a mean-spirited asshole. either way i will admit just killing him when he fell over the railing would have been more merciful than whatever he is now 😭

seonghwa definitely got possessed around when the sanctuary began! but i 100% agree that in the end seonghwa made decisions that cost everyone and he’s never going to come back from that :/ seonghwa did mention that even when ppl break out of possessions they never have the willpower to turn the knife on themselves and try to cut the alien out like y/n (and chaeyoung) had. they often have the strength to break through the possession, as seonghwa does often, but not to fight back the way y/n did. plus unfortunately i think it depends a lot on the personality of the alien that’s possessing the person that determines how easy/hard it is to fight back

omg so after the fighting san and y/n will still need to figure out where they stand with each other, so i’m glad you like the slow burn and how far they’ve come but a heads up that the slow burn is gonna slow burn for a loooot longer 😅🧍🏽‍♀️

[fatetrollsblog]

Mutirr Ninama Introduction

Hello everyone! Mod Leo back at it again, with ((INTERESTING CONTENT)).

As I told you in my last post about Namurr, “I will talk about her dancestor next”. I may have not said exactly that but that’s what I meant. So as you could guess by now, I will be talking about Mutirr Ninama, dancestor of Namurr Ninama. Just like in my last post, I will split her introduction into three parts:

Basic informations

Personality 

Miscelllaneous content and info about sburb

1.Basic informations

Mutirr is just like her descendant a teal blooded troll, slightly older though, of a few earth years. Something I didn’t mention in Namurr’s intro is that their lusus, Tigermom, isn’t the very best mom. Actually, in the two different universes, the lusii are totally different, fitting their kids’ personality. So obviously, Mutirr’s one is terrible as she is herself pretty terrible, but you’ll find about it in the personality part. Anyway onto some realy basic stuff. Mutirr comes from Mutir in arabian,  (i’m not sure i can write it in occidental alphabet, it’s kinda weird), and it means awesome. As you could guess by now, Mutirr is awesome! Her look could make you think about Vriska, but she’s actually much more than that. Okay maybe she’s a bit similar but please stay :( Her ego is pretty damn huge, and a prophecy telling that she will have wealth, fame, love from a whole new universe she would create just boosts her up.

 The first guardian of beforus in this timeline (aka the best person ever) told her that she would soon (a few sweeps later actually) wear some sort of light blue outfit with a long hood. The first guardian even showed her how it was, so she decided to ask her jadeblood girlfriend to sew it, and she’s just wearing a fake Thief of Breath outfit all the time, thinking she’s better than everyone else, when she clearly isn’t, as at least one person is better than her and you’ll find out later about him. She’s pansexual like a lot of trolls that aren’t fan service (lanque), but she is way more into girls, as she only wishes to be in quadrants with boys in the concilliatory part, because she doesn’t really think boys can really love her the way she loved some of them. 

Mutirr isn’t living in a forest like her descendant but downtown, in a large building with basically everything she has ever wanted. But teal bloods are related to justice, you may be thinking behind your screen. Well indeed, as I made Namurr neutral about justice (I actually didn’t think it was important), I needed to make Mutirr some sort of related to justice. But tell me, what justice hobby/job would fit a strong girl, craving for fame and adoration, and that has a badass costume? A super-hero of course! Mutirr is called the Blue Tornado (hey i’m mod leo and i am not original). Okay she doesn’t have any powers, and some villain may have some, but she’s strong and agile so she can easily deal with the worst of situations. But like a lot of super heroes, she’s masked, or at least she pretends she is, as she is constantly wearing heartshaped glasses, as if it was hiding her identity, but she just loves them too much to take them off, even when she isn’t working. The city is actually paying her to beat some asses, since the beforian society tries its best to be pacific, yet so many injustices are still commited, and yet beforian are still trolls, who are violent by nature. 

2. Personality

Mutirr is a very open minded person that is always ready to lend a hand to anyone who needs it for love/admiration in return. As I said earlier, she is craving for fame and love of the people, and she just wouldn’t be able to live without it. 

As the years (or sweeps actually) passed, she became more and more full of herself, since people kept on finding her interesting and special thanks to her wonderful talking skills and manipulating skills. But when she became a hero, her ego skydropped to the size of the universe, as not only people she barely knew would love her, but also every citizen she would save or that would see then talk about her to their friends. Quickly she became so popular that she just didn’t give any attention to people who genuinly loved her as a friend or as a lover, which led her straight to the depth of loneliness, which made her hate the people. But one day, she met a great man, after she had given up on everything, and that man made her go right back to the top, and she managed to stay a nice, yet still fame craving person. 

From all of this, we can point out a few things. She’s quite selfish, as she grew more and more full of herself as people gave her more and more credit, that her attitude can easily get rid of her friends/lovers, and that most of all, she found a place to be around where she won’t be considered as a super hero but as an asshole and as equals with her friends, and that’s our group of beforian trolls.

 During her period of decay, Mutirr could switch girlfriend (mostly girls i already said it) like socks, and it got her to think that love wasn’t actually that important, but thankfully she got her eyes opened by some badass jadeblood, not the one that sewed the outfit, she got dumped because it had a few defects. Anyway, even if she depends on her fans, Mutirr can be pretty independant for a while, she can do basically anything by herself, and if she put her mind to do something, no one should dare suggest their help as they’d get destroyed from head to toes. I think I don’t have much else to say about her personality, and you can always ask for stuff you want to know through asks!

3. Miscelllaneous content and info about sburb

When she got into the game for the first time, she was brought in by her girlfriend you’ll see last, since she’s my latest oc :P Unlike Namurr, she was a great asset to the team, and she was actually one of the people that moved her to do something of her life as a saviour of the world. She kind of despises her, but she thinks her matesprite is even worse, and she got in a kismesissitude with her soon after meeting the couple. 

As for when she got to GODHOOD, no one killed her, sacrificed her or anything, she decided to kill herself. Having anotherself being way too mainstream for her, she killed herself on her questbed and turned into godtier with her derse self. Surprisingly enough, she didn’t get a brand new outfit for the new level of awesomeness she got, but just her old outfit with that magical enchantement to kep it clean as an extra. Maybe some sort of karma for dumping the girl that made it, we’ll never know, most probably.

 Just like Namurr, her planet is the Land of Spirit and Skies (just switched from namurr’s one) and her quest is exactly the same.

That’s all I had to tell you about Mutirr, and now she is available for asks, so if you feel like it send her a question! I’d be glad to draw an answer as I am not busy for the next 10 days, right before school! See you very soon!

[crushingonrazz]

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This is not part of the OT3 timeline, I just felt like breaking some hearts with this ship. You're welcome.

I love the headcanon where Red has only had the human come through once, just with a bunch of saves and loads, because they are genuinely kind and they don't want to hurt anyone. Then, of course, Blue has never been through a reset (because that's the Orangey Asshole's job XD) So that leaves Sans alone with the experience. Fun fun fun for everyone!

Violence and self-harm warnings. Everyone is a dick except Blue, as usual.

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Sans slammed his plate into the sink, spinning around to face Red. He was sitting at the table, and he didn’t immediately seem to notice the other’s outrage. “What the fuck is wrong with you?”

Red looked shocked at his outburst, eyes wide as he reveiwed what he had said. He didn’t seem to find any immediate fault in it, his brow knitting in confusion.

And damn it if that didn’t piss Sans off even more.

“Just...don’t even bother!” he yelled, stalking out of the room and passing a very confused Blue on the way.

“Sans? What--”

“I would tell you to ask him --” Sans gestured at where Red had appeared around the edge of the doorway, looking absolutely flabbergasted. “--but he can’t even figure out what he fucking did!”

Blue stood still for a moment, watching him stomp up the stairs. “...Then why don’t you tell him what he did so that he can--”

“Because if I try, I’ll say something I’ll regret!”

He slammed the door shut behind him, and after a moment, Blue slowly turned to look at Red, raising a brow.

“Dare I even ask?”

Sans wiped angrily at the tears leaking from his eye sockets, trying to force himself to stop crying. To say the least, it didn’t work. He was curled up in bed, facing away from the door with his knees tucked up into his chest.

They had no idea. Neither of them. They had no goddamn idea what it was like, how it felt to--

The door creaked open, a stream of light accompanying the new arrival. “Go fuck yourself,” Sans mumbled, squeezing his eyes shut for a moment.

“I’m not Red, so I won’t make a poorly-constructed joke out of that.”

Sans choked on a snicker as Blue stepped into the room, closing the door carefully behind him and coming to sit on the edge of the bed. Sans was reminded, suddenly, of days back underground, when he had woken up and immediately wanted to go back to sleep. He’d been...not tired, exactly, though exhaustion was almost always pulling down on his body in those days. He’d just not wanted to be awake, to have to force a smile anymore, to escape back into the abyss of his dreams and never come back. On those days, Papyrus would come into his room, sitting on the edge of the bed just like Blue was doing now, lending his semi-silent companionship in a usually fruitless attempt to help him get out of his own mind.

He squeezed his eyes shut again, blocking out the memories as best he could.

“Please tell me what’s wrong?”

Sans hesitated for a moment before he cracked his eyes open, glancing up at the other. Blue was looking at him so earnestly, so full of hope and love, just like he always did.

Sans sighed, turning back over and burying his face into his pillow. “You wouldn’t understand.”

There was a beat of silence, then the bed creaked as Blue pushed himself up to lay next to him, wrapping his arms around Sans and pulling him in close. “I can try?”

Sans tensed slightly in the hold before making himself relax, taking deep breaths as he willed himself not to cry. “D-does your brother ever...does he ever have nightmares? Like, really bad ones, where he wakes up screaming?”

Blue stiffened slightly against him, and Sans took that as a yes, pushing onwards. “I used to get those. Really bad, I would just...Paps said my magic would all react to it, and it looked like I was on fire. But then…” he paused, searching for words. His tears seemed to have disappeared, a cold sort of emptiness replacing it as he found himself half-lost in his memories. “Then the resets started. The bad ones, where the human k-killed everyone. And it sort of started to feel like maybe it was real life that was the nightmare. It didn’t even feel real , sometimes. So I thought...you know...maybe I just needed to wake up?” His voice broke, which confused him. He felt Blue’s grip on him tighten, and he glanced down at where he could see the other’s arms wrapped around him, reaching up to trail his fingers along the bones, grounding himself in the act and the feeling of his lover pressed so tightly against him. His mind started to come back, and he shook his head slightly, pulling himself out of the past and into the present.

“Red thinks he...he knows how I…” he took a shuddering breath, then continued shakily. “He keeps...making comments, like he...like he understands it. Like he knows what it felt like, because he’s had a different sort of...of pain. Do you...am I making sense?”

“...What did he say?”

Sans blinked slightly at the somewhat unexpected question. He’d honestly expected Blue to just kiss the side of his head and tell him that Yes, of course you make sense. It’s all going to be alright, I’m sure you’ll feel better!

“He made a pun about resetting. Something about how I should re-set the table before you “took a page out of our book” and judged me.”

There was a strangely uncomfortable silence, then Blue loosened his hold slightly before saying, “Don’t you think you might be overreacting a little bit?”

Sans stiffened completely, his eyes narrowing. What?

Blue hugged him tighter again, backpedaling quickly. “I’m not saying that what you just told me, about the resets, isn’t something to be upset over. Not at all, I completely...I just...I don’t think Red meant to--”

Sans pulled away violently, pushing himself up to sit and glaring down at Blue. The other looked extremely uncomfortable, as though unsure how to dig himself out of the hole he knew he had just dug himself into. He sat up slowly, looking at Sans as his face flushed slightly. “Sans, I know you don’t want to hear it, but he’s sorry, I’m sure. If you told him what you just told me, he would--”

“And how the hell would you know that?!”

Blue flinched slightly at the tone of Sans’ voice, looking as though he was at a complete loss for words.

“You aren’t like us! You have even less of an idea of how his mind works than I do! Y-you’re just...a perfect little version of us that’s never had a hard day in his life!”

Blue’s mouth dropped open, and his sockets darkened slightly before he pushed himself off the bed and stood, walking quickly out of the room and slamming the door behind him. Sans felt an empty sort of satisfaction at the action, proof that the angel wasn’t perfectly happy all the time.

Then guilt washed over him, and he brought his knees up to his chest, lowering his head and beginning to sob.

Red was sitting on the couch, wringing his hands and staring blankly at the floor, when he heard the door slam. He glanced up, surprised to see that the angry one was now Blue. He stood cautiously, worried, for a moment, that he’d accidentally done something so horrendous that now everyone was mad at him. Blue spotted him, his eyes immediately flooding over with tears, his vulnerability all too apparent as he began to cry quietly, descending the stairs quickly and disappearing into the kitchen.

Red just stood there for a few moments, trying to decide if it would make things worse to try and comfort him.

He was still standing there, stuck in indecision, when the bedroom door creaked open and Sans peeked through, his face streaked with his blue-dyed tears. He came downstairs cautiously, looking around uncertainly for a moment and avoiding Red’s eye. Red took a deep breath, then crossed the room, bringing his arms up to offer a hug.

Sans shot him a glare, and he dropped them immediately, his face falling. He shoved his hands deep into his coat pockets, looking down at the ground before he got up the courage to speak in the face of his very angry boyfriend.

“Sans, I’m really sorry. I don’t know what I did, but I--”

Sans huffed, looking away. “I’m not down here to listen to your apologies. I’m here to apologize to Blue.”

Red narrowed his eyes. “What did you do to Blue?”

A look of extreme guilt passed through his face before he ducked his head, folding his arms against his chest and staring blankly down at the floor. “I...I told him he didn’t understand. B-because he’s not...like us?”

“ Excuse me?”

Sans glared up at him, any trace of guilt gone at Red’s tone. “Shut the fuck up, he was taking your damn side! Of course I got upset!”

Red’s mouth was hanging open, unable to believe that the other had taken out his unexplained anger on the kindest person in the multiverse. “What the fuck did I even do ?!”

“You were making puns about the damn resets!”

Red snorted slightly, throwing his hands up into the air. “Are you kidding me?! That’s what you’re so pissed about? It’s not even a problem an--”

Sans stepped forward suddenly, getting into Red’s face and causing him to take a step back. “Why the hell would you think it’s okay to joke about the worst thing that’s ever happened to me?”

Red glared at him. “Shut your damn...Everyone’s makin’ jokes about my damn LV, or jumping out from around corners and scarin’ the ever-living shit outta me, thinking they’re hilarious! You get used to it!”

Sans pushed away the tears threatening to reform in his sockets. “That doesn’t make it okay for you to--”

“No, it just makes it okay to fuckin’ hurt Blue! What the hell is wrong with me ?! Seriously?!”

“You have no idea what it’s like!”

“Do I have to? My life was as shitty as they come! You couldn’t step outside without getting dust in your damn mouth!”

“At least you never had to watch Papyrus die! At least you didn’t have to live in a world that kept repeating, over and over and over again!” Red opened his mouth, but Sans kept talking, yelling over him. “At least you n-never...broke your own damn fingers, just to see how far you c-could push your HP, just for one thing to be fucking different! You’ve never had to murder the same damn demon in a child’s body a thousand times in a row just because they couldn’t seem to dodge your fucking blasters, even though you know they’ve done this a million times by now!” His chest was heaving, and Red looked as though he’d been stabbed.

Behind him, there was a small noise, and he turned to see Blue standing behind  him in the kitchen doorway, his arms wrapped around himself. He was staring at Sans blankly, perfect little angelic tears running down his face.

Sans hesitated, then took half a step forward. Before he could make any move to comfort him, however, Red was there, tucking Blue’s head into his chest and shushing him softly as he started to sob. Something in Sans’ soul hardened, and he folded his arms across his ribcage, glaring at the floor as he came to a decision, somewhere in the irrational part of his mind.

“Fucking fine, then. It’s not like you need me.”

He spun around, snatching his coat off of the back of the couch and throwing it over his shoulders. Behind him, the others stared after him blankly, not piecing together exactly what was going on. It was as he wrenched open the front door that Blue cried out, “S-sans, no, wait--”

Sans slammed the door behind him, the tears that had been filling his eyes for some time finally pooling over and streaking his face.

They would never understand.

[jaenv]

Team Jung for the crack

who wakes the other one up with kisses

Jaehyun, because he rarely sleeps – whenever he does, he would make sure that Soojung isn’t around because it’s not often that they get to have time for themselves.

“Sooj.” It was a faint murmur, twenty four hours and counting, he hasn’t slept yet, he was too busy savoring the moment that would grant him the idea of assurance from her, because for the first time in months, she’s home. Soojung is a very busy person, travelling the world for work and for fun, and Jaehyun has the same principle yet in a way, all that he managed to get away from is himself and his mind would often wander to places he hasn’t been through. Most of the time, it would be like the first time they met, coffee dates, breakfast dates, and naturally, it all came down to just sleeping dates.

With Soojung sleeping most of the time after consuming a great amount of food that they impulsively ordered for the sake of wanting to be full. Over the past few hours of actually laying down as he admired the beauty next to him, he kept a tab of what she would murmur, dates of her tours, schedules, incoherently and faintly whispered in the air, it was cute, he notes, and yet he knew that in a few minutes time, she will have to go again for an endless routine of being the center of everyone’s attention.

At times, he wishes she’s just his to have but he knew better than to be selfish, especially when it comes to her. After all, by the end of the day, it would be him who greets her back home.

“Soojung, wake up. You’ll be late for your fan meeting.”

who cooks for who

Soojung, because Jaehyun doesn’t know how to cook and can’t be trusted in the kitchen.

“Lunch is ready!” Technically it’s breakfast for him, because he hasn’t eaten anything over the past few hours after he woke up from his light slumber. Jaehyun was already in the midst of finishing his latest project for his finals, his professor wanted a prototype of a malware that could easily detect computer defects and whatnot, and he’s by the finishing touches. The good thing about it was that he managed to create one for his father’s computer, a stabilized security system for the sole purpose of keeping everyone away from retrieving information from it, as long as he’s alive.

The mellow voice was soothing for a man who doesn’t exactly like mornings. Soojung has that knack of giving him such compensation whenever he sleeps early (3 AM is earlier than 8) and it’s one of the reasons why he would want to have her close, despite the circumstance. Turning by the corner of his computer room, he sees her in his clothes, which warmed him to no end. “You should take a picture, it would last longer.’

who is the morning person/night person

They value the time that they have together and they don’t really practice the idea of day and night.

Because of their schedules, her never-ending one at that, and his lack of dependence to time doesn’t really match at some ways that they should be spending together, he can’t help but to feel frustrated at the time difference when she had her schedule in London for their annual SM Tour. It’s funny because whenever he doesn’t sleep, she’s not around and whenever he tries to catch his own sanity from running away from him, she would be, and it’s the worst that could ever happen for two people who wanted communication and time to work their differences.

He heaves off a sigh, phone in hand, vibrating as he felt his eyes falling shut. The vibration indicates a call, despite not knowing who it was, he wanted to just drop it before getting back to whatever kind of rest he could accumulate at the moment but he’s too caught up with the idea that Soojung might be calling.

And finally, after a long wait, his intuition is right about not sleeping.

“So, did you manage to kill everyone with your moves and you’re calling me because you need to have an attourney around noon for the trial case?” He snorts, the seams of his lips curling the same smile he would often give her whenever she’s around.

who is the romantic one

Jaehyun, even though he’s not really open to the idea that he is. He works on the idea whenever he feels like it, just so Soojung would know that despite everything that they’re going through, they’ll make it.

He missed her birthday because they fought. They fought and he dismissed the idea that he’s getting back to his old self as to where he would often rely to just himself and not on anyone around him, with that, Soojung felt as if all the patience that she invested in the relationship was a mere string of emotions that he could easily dismiss. He has times as such, he would admit, Jaehyun would often recall their past row in a way that he would never forget the reasons of her tears would be him being such an asshole, as he truly is, but he tries, he always do, whenever she’s on the picture. 

Soojung became an important factor of his growth, if not for her, he wouldn’t be someone whom people would rely to. Despite the chance of status of their relationship, the lingering trust is always there with her, and that’s probably why he wanted to make things straight before anything else happen.

He pokes the doorbell while holding a rose by his hand, just a single one, no bouquet required, not even a plastic to wrap it over, just one with a bunch of soil by the end of it so she can replant it if she has time. Quickly looking over at the woman who greeted him with a small, pained smile as he immediately greets her with a gentle hug, not wanting to let go for a while. “Don’t be mad anymore, I’m trying. I’m always trying for you.”

who is the top when it comes to sex

Jaehyun likes it when she tops. ;)

who would lead in ballroom dancing

Jaehyun, because he’s the prince and she’s the princess.

They finished watching Beauty and the Beast, the animated version one, because Jaehyun can’t stop ogling at Hermione Granger, aka, the love of his life. It’s funny how his life turned like this, stable, great, and he’s slowly putting the idea that he deserves her in his head, despite the reality that he doesn’t.

He wants Soojung to be a part of his future, that’s for sure, but he knew that happiness doesn’t really last long in his lifetime. Sooner or later, he’ll be the reason why she��ll break, and he can’t have the first person in his priority list to be in that state. When she wrapped her arms around his neck, and he does the same around her tiny waist, it felt as if he’s holding his world, and it felt nice. It felt nice because on that moment, he was in his happiest state, and it felt as if it would last until the end of his time. 

But fairytales aren’t real and reality is something that he was born in, and Jaehyun should know better than to fall into the idea that he’s a prince of his own story, Soojung is the princess of her own but he, he’s always the villain who wanted nothing but for the benefit of his own kind. Madness is what he would bring, and he does not wish to lay it upon her thoughts. “You look beautiful.” He murmurs near the side of her head, swaying along the beat of the ending credits of the movie they just watched, maybe they had the chemistry all along, but time is a different case, and in this timeline, it’s his mortal enemy.

who is the more cuddly one

Soojung. Women and their vulnerability to cold, enough said.

“Why the fuck is your foot this cold, and why is it on my fucking thigh?” He has the expression of a man who saw something surprising, by this, he could conclude that she came out from the freezer and came to him for her own melting point. Too bad, because Jaehyun isn’t going to give her anything she wants. Instead, he moves away from the couch on which he was currently laying on. “What do you think of me, your personal heating machine?”

“Yes.” She simply said, and with the smile that she gave him, he knew that he already lost the fight. Jaehyun heaves off a sigh while walking forward to wrap her in a blanket, wrapping it around her body, and tucks the small end by the side of where her neck should be. He wasn’t sure why she’s this cold when it’s summer, but it doesn’t matter. Maybe he likes the idea of being her own heating machine.

who is the one to most likely pick the movie they watch

Soojung and Jaehyun are both movie goers. With that, they would try and find something that both of them would enjoy, especially art films. They’re both suckers for that.

“So, should we watch Lobsters again?” Soojung asks, she was looking around for some DVDs even after Jaehyun already told her that they could easily get the film from the internet, but she had other plans. She calls it a date, when Jaehyun calls it a forced walk outside of his apartment (not that he minds, not when he’s with her). She’s in town for the weekend, and he asked her to come over, what more would they do aside from spending the day together and to watch one of the films that they managed to see before but they both knew that watching it again would give them a new perspective.

“I’m pretty sure we watched that twice now but fine.” He clicks his tongue, only in a playful way because he can never really get too agitated whenever he’s around her. He managed to control the anger, Jaehyun forced himself to learn how to shut his mouth on things that doesn’t and shouldn’t matter. But that’s the point, she matters, and he has to make sure that he wouldn’t do anything stupid around her. “Maybe we can watch Her instead? We watched it already but not together. I want to know your thoughts about that kind of thing.” He deadpans, holding out the dvd in his hand as he keeps an arm around her waist to pull her close. “Unless you want something else that stars the both of us?”

who is the one who would pay for dates

Jaehyun, but Soojung would always insist. But Jaehyun would always find a way so he’d be the one paying.

“For the nth time, Jaehyun! I’ll pay for this. I asked you out for a cup of coffee.” Jaehyun doesn’t listen, of course, because in his mind, he’s already thinking of a way to slide in his credit card in front of the person behind the cashier and just call it a day. He’s holding his coffee in hand, hot and steamy, just the way he likes it, as he stares on the cheesecake that she got for herself, as always. “Does it matter who pays?” He asks afterwards, after such contemplation, Jaehyun looks up at her with a small yet expecting smile as he wishes for her to dismiss the thought that he knew she wouldn’t.

“If it doesn’t matter, why does it matter to you?” She adds, putting another question on top of the other. That’s the thing, Jaehyun thinks, money doesn’t bother him, and he doesn’t like it when people pay for the things he could afford for himself. But it wasn’t the case with her, or his other friends, because money shouldn’t always be in the middle of their relationship. He wants to create memories by just that instead of thinking how much money he spent or she spent around the other. But maybe that’s just him overthinking.

Jaehyun finishes his drink as she takes her last bite of her cheesecake, the topic was left on the coffee table as they stood up, his arm around her shoulder as always, and her head by his. They would often find themselves in this position, probably because it’s better than holding her hand, which would require him to dip and stand by her level (he hates it because he has to walk unevenly). He leads her to the cashier, leaning by the counter while placing his hand down on the table with his credit card as he looks at her, his free hand caressing her cheek. “You look beautiful today, like every other day.”

“Move your credit card aside, Jung Jaehyun or I’ll hit you with a garlic bread.”

[robininthelabyrinth]

Legends Recap

Because while I was determined not to (I was three episodes behind!), sometimes a girl's just got to scream into the void: "HOW DO THESE WRITERS KEEP THEIR JOBS?"

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Raiders of the Lost Art: Wow, I don’t care about Rip. Also, you had the fucking spear of destiny through all of season 1? Fucking incompetent.

I’ve seen the Mick scene before. *hugs Mick*

…Nate is such an annoying frat boy. 3AM blasting bad music? In a small space near other people’s sleeping quarters? And just “oh, yeah, sorry, I needed to do a thing” as an explanation? We have a name for those people: assholes.

Again: Indiana Jones is an archeologist. Not a historian.

“Anyone would have made the call to save Grey!” “Would Rip?” Answer: no, because Rip doesn’t care about the team. Remember how he did that repeatedly last season?  Why is this show trying to push Sara’s weird (and out of nowhere) crush on Rip?

I have literally no interest in Rip’s issues. Zero.

Fear of giant toads, somehow related to Mick’s mother (reference to “mommy talk”). Dragon!Mick confirmed?

Mick’s expression of “you’ve got to be kidding me” is going to be the highlight of this episode, I can tell.

I’m pleased they remember that Mick can knock someone out without harming them. I’m less pleased that they seem to have forgotten that Sara can do the same?

“Oh now, our way out is block! Pity we didn’t bring Jax, so that we could literally Firestorm fly our way out! That would have made sense, but cost precious CGI money!”

Mick’s tradition of carrying people continues.

Oh god, this episode’s only halfway over. Make it stop.

Goody, Stein insulting Mick to his face. Also, emotional problems leading to hallucinations are a serious problem??? Even if it’s just “emotions”, there are hallucinations?

NOTE TO AUDIENCE: Not having 4 PhDs or a history degree = total inability to read words!

NOTE TO AUDIENCE: Not being an inventor or a historian makes you useless!

Also, apparently getting mugged once can cause a change of career after dropping money and time into it.

Why did they move the chair into Mick’s room? HOW did they? (Why were we, the audience, deprived of the glorious scene of Mick and Stein hauling it down the hallway)

Also, Mick has been interpreting Stein’s academic technobabble without a problem the whole episode, and yet, everyone on board thinks he’s stupid…

I’m incredibly pissed at this episode for raising hopes of Len and then destroying them. Both for Mick, and for the audience.

I’m also not here for the Rip/Sara thing. Also the fact that this show seems to assume people will be super disbelieving despite being on a goddamn spaceship.

Oh, my bby! Mick’s head is literally SLICED OPEN in that scene! WTF?

I get all the Star Wars references, I just…don’t care…

George Lucas is holding the spear of destiny, which makes him a great director…or, at least, married to one. He’s a good tech guy, at least.

In which the Guy Who Has Never Been In A Fight Decides Not To Run From Evil Bad Guys Because…Plot.

Mick’s little smile when he says “ghost” and the heartbreak after it is just…unnecessary. Also, wtf, Stein, hallucinations are not a usual response to grief, okay?

Ugh.

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Legion of Doom:

Damien’s intro is more interesting than 95% of the normal Legends’.

Okay, why is Merlyn having Feelings about Darkh dying? (Also, wouldn’t removing Darkh from the timeline mean that that timeline no longer happens? Why do G. Lucas’ ~~feelings~~ about filmmaking have an immediate impact but literally removing the person who doesn’t go on to do any of the shit he later does not?)

Fucking writers. This could be such a good show if they cared even a LITTLE.

I do enjoy the sheer bitchiness of the bad guys. Pity they’re Nazis. Also, do we need all the scenes of tortures?

ALSO: why the hell would his daughter help with a mystical artifact? Like, I see that she does because of plot, but couldn't they have put any effort into explaining why her specialty is required? Also, why does she have a radiation detector in her pocket when she goes to get coffee?

Bad guys: bitch-bitch-bitch.

Bad guys: bitch about each other.

Bad guys: yet MORE bitching!

Bad guys: worst bank robbers ever?

Mick’s difficulty thinking of the word is adorable. And yeah, she deserved to know. Everyone acting super weird about her, and she doesn’t know why? She would have wanted to know. It was clearly deliberate, too (I love how he goes to “asphyxiation”!)

Bad guys: going back to bitching. With swords! (See, I’d like them, but: Nazis.)

Stein is moping because Mick “spilled the beans” on a secret he shouldn’t be keeping. So sad.

Both sides figure out Eobard, finally. Also, can’t Eo just phase out through the wall?

Speedster: not…use…speed…force? I’m sorry, I don’t think I understand?

Eo’s terror face is hilarious. Also, did everyone just forget about phasing?

Stein’s family drama, yeah, yeah.  Stein: Can’t you stay? Lily: No, the budget can’t afford another regular. I mean, I have protein-folding to be doing instead of LITERAL time travel with future science! Because that’s totally how normal people/scientists make decisions!

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Turncoat:

Mick’s intro is lovely.

Interesting mention about “time travel” being fun – I assume not all the memories are back in place. That, or being a Time Master is even more dull than I’d previously imagined.

I’m in for Gideon killing everybody! *notes down fic idea*

Go Mick! Use your skills! (Ray deserves all the arm twisting.)

Nate and Amaya – boring. And seriously, with the ‘falling into his arms’ thing?

Good lord, someone actually makes a plan that includes the line “and then if there’s trouble, Firestorm”? I thought I’d never see the day.

(Ray should totally go as a toy. And Ray, stop making faces at Mick – you’ve been a dick to him all season, only fair he gets some licks back in.)

“Oh you’re married to a black woman! Don’t you know we were racist back then!” says the man in late 18th century New Jersey, where rich black women could still vote. (No, really, in a handful of states black women could vote as long as they owned property. This was one of the rights that was lost when the US got itself a federal government. But the past was always racist! because we didn't make this joke enough when Kendra and Ray were dating!)

Ray’s “Mer-ry Christmas!” is amusing.

Mick identifies the problem faster than anyone else, as usual. Mick disapproves of Rip’s behavior – and Rip’s attempt to compare the two of them. For shame, Rip; as usual, thinking the worst of Mick.

“And Rory.” “That was implied.” Yeah, sure.  At least Jax gets next Captain after Sara goes! First time I’ve seen any reference to Jax’s leadership skills in…the entire series…

Really. Twice. That doesn’t make it funny.

“I’ll bet a hundred yous you’re wrong” = Mick is the best. Georgie isn’t wrong about there being rules of war, but Mick is still the best.

Jax. Jax. I love you, but there is a DIFFERENCE between “wow, I’m in charge of a handful of people and need to make decisions” and “I’m going to do a potentially life threatening activity involving literally digging into my friend’s stomach (which is filled with organs that, if nicked, could cause sepsis and death) with a knife, and I’m going to do it without a guide or any experience”. Stein wins this one hands down.

Okay, let me just be clear: somehow, Amaya has been on this ship for months and months and never heard the term ‘dating’ and is instead using ‘courting’, which is the most formal of formal terms used in the past. Because obviously a man – to use old-fashiony language like this show wants to – “called on” or “stepped out with” a woman a few times before officially declaring a courtship. Because the past didn’t have one-night stands, because people only developed libidos around the time of the internet. SERIOUSLY SHOW? People have been fucking for fun since forever. The whole “sexual revolution” thing was a revolution because women could have sex for fun WITHOUT RISK OF PREGNANCY.

Before then, they still had sex, they used what contraceptives they had and hoped for the best. There’s a reason shotgun weddings were a thing. And why

And I was told they went with the “huddling for warming -> sex” thing, I knew it was coming, it’s just…disappointing. Boring.

Jax Home Alone looks like it’s going to be fun.

Rip – the most ahistorical haircut, or the most ahistorical haircut? Ugly, too.

Georgie: “Don’t punish Mick! He’s not guilty!” Mick: “You bet your ass I am! Possibly not at the moment, but of many other things! And also, just generally speaking!”

Still bored with Nate/Amaya.

Jax Home Alone is not anywhere near as fun as I was hoping. Boo.

Mick: So I’m getting you out of here. George: No. Mick: *tries insults* *it’s not very effective* George: *stirring speech* Mick: *stirring speech* *it’s super-effective!* George: …

“Oh, no, what about George Washington and Rory!” says the person happily having sex and napping instead literally five minutes before.

Awwwww, Ratigan! That is some terrible CGI.

Why are they selling the Rip/Sara? It’s icky. (This is me: totally believing that Sara’s dead. Really. Totally. Even for five seconds.)

First, the historical critique: they shouldn’t ALL be standing around at a hanging with primed guns, that’s a recipe for disaster.

Second: I don’t even care this is glorious. Mick saves everyone! Mick tackles four people! George uses his superior height!

Also, if Mick convinced him early in the evening, then they literally spent all night talking.

First instance of Georgie-boy! (though poor Mick is still suicidal, oh dear)

George: …yeah, Americans out, stage left, pursued by bear.

Jax, Jax, baby, just shoot him in the kneecap. What the hell is with these heroes? Sara’s back and decides to use Christmas against everyone because…no, I have no idea why. Is it just me or does it feel like these episodes are massively out of order?

Awwww, Georgie and Mick drinking together <3 Mick and the criminal justice system! And then they hug! Mick finally has a good friend!

“Rebel spirit, steadfastness, crass yet effective use of language, you’re the best of what our new nation can be” – Mick is now officially embarrassed and hiding. Man, if I hadn’t already written that Barry/Mick fic, I would now.

Sara and Jax bro-ship is perfectly okay. More of that.

Mick in a hat! Mick with his new rat! <3 Mick kissing his new rat!

“We have nothing to celebrate – including Mick getting a statute!” – why, guys, why?

(Mick’s face of “yeah I still got nothing” whenever the statute is mentioned is adorable)

“Because the League may have everything – smarts, beauty, cunning, charisma…wait, where was I going with this?”

[deadends]

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tell us a dark secret about your problematic past.

january

i tend to hold a lot of emotions back, regardless of what they be. sometimes i get consumed with rage that i just vanish. but beyond that, i want to be seen and noticed. my entire storyline revolves around my inability to exist (literally) in certain iterations. so as january, i want to be seen and remembered by my friends that i was raised with by caretaker in the fairmount children’s home. my main problematic behavior stems from my constant need for validation just on if i’m real or not. and with that comes the insecurity within myself that creates my main issue of not being able to exist in one timeline, iteration, loop, whatever, and find my happy ending.

firebrand

this one is actually pretty easy, simply because i view myself to not be the same firebrand that everyone seems to know through the youtube documents that noah idiotically made public for everyone to enjoy and witness his slow degradation into being a fucking moron. anyway, i believe very firmly that i was the brand before the one y’all know and love for some reason. in my timeline, i had begun my severance from the Administrator and the Collective, but it was done incorrectly. i ended up being tricked, as brand, to return to the dollhouse in order to save....someone. not sure who, but i don’t even know if anyone was truly in danger. for the next eternity or however long it was, i was trapped in the burning house, essentially rebranded into the Collective. and although i am still slightly free from their entire grasp, however i am always self conscious that if people knew i wasn’t the firebrand they were used to, that i would be an outcast and not be able to complete my “mission” or, purpose maybe, in this life.

hayseed

oh god damnit i guess i saved the best/worst for last. junkrat and more specifically hayseed are p much my main ID and my kin connection with them is beyond something that i can even explain. however as junkrat, i feel my problematic behavior was primarily a violent, aggressive, and often displaced reaction to my nearly consistent rejection. my timeline greatly differs from the canon, and in my timeline, i went scrap hunting for shit in the omnium core, and i found something. but the core exploded, and whatever i found was wiped from my memory due to trauma. somehow i made it out alive, but my right arm was badly damaged. every doctor in junkertown rejected me, only to find out that it was because the Queen made it so, and also threw me ass out with nothin but clothes on my back, and an infected arm in which was probably killing me at this point.

enter moira. dunno how i even got involved with that red cunt, but she promised that if i was a willing subject for her experimentation and research, she would provide me with a bed, roof, and food. it must’ve been enough to agree. i was so in and out of consciousness i don’t know much of what happened. and what i do remember, i don’t wish to talk about. but jack found out (this was all in blackwatch prior) and replaced me into angela’s care (then in overwatch). she had to amputate me right arm at that point bc moira was using it as a prototype for her own arm. my rage was immediate, but easily calmed. angela helped me from there, physical therapy, working with me new prosthetic arm, helping my emotional and mental trauma. soon after, RH was brought into the picture as a body guard. emotional support asshole. at first, it was nice, and i felt happy and like i could be fine this way forever.

but it didn’t happen. the overwatch base we were all at was under attack. i remember sirens and red lights, i remember rubble falling and the entire place shaking. i remember being caught somehow and my right leg being crushed. RH used his machete to cut it and carried me away to some safe house. (there’s more to how we knew abt the safe house but this is already long enough). soon after, i got me peg leg, and RH.... let’s just say it didn’t work out. and i don’t think it would have.

this is the problematic part summarized i guess so here we go kiddies: my problematic past stems from the involvement of others constantly seizing control of me, who i was, everything. after RH, i was so heartbroken and torn, i was at the point of suicidal ideation. so what did i do as self harm? went back to moira and told her i didn’t care abt my body, brain, or anything anymore. she could do whatever she wanted, so long as i couldn’t feel the pain i had endured since the explosion in the omnium core. so she turned me into hayseed. i have black blood, and am a stable carrier of it. black blood was essentially what i nicknamed “ink” but was actually a concentrated version of the same experimental substance moira had used in gabe and herself. she messed with my brain to where i do not feel love for RH nor connect to junkrat anymore just as himself. i am hayseed now, and i am able to begin to love myself now, with my brother jesse, my partner seibren, and recently jack has shown up too. and i can finally begin to heal.

[pluckedrosepetals]

things are bad rn

father hates me so much that he has to dedicate half an hour to screaming at me about how i’m brainless and stupid and i need to think about very basic things that i’ve already been thinking about

1. driver’s license and car

he screamed and screamed and screamed at me about how i don’t have my license yet and tried to make me feel guilty that i wasn’t letting him provide for me bc he apparently wanted to buy me a car but you need a license for a car

meanwhile i’m not rushing my license bc it’s easier to buy a car after moving, i’m planning on moving halfway across the country it would be so much easier to buy a car after moving and transferring my license and it’d save so much money too but he won’t listen to me he just screams about how i’m a lazy undisciplined brat and this is why i need someone like him to guide my poor brainless stupid ass

2. Where i’m gonna live

first he asks where i’m planning on living then he screams at me for wanting to live in a specific city i have no idea what the purpose of this was

i told him about my plans to move to houston, he screamed at me for wanting to move to a new city halfway across the country with no job offers on the table. domestic job applications for 2019 grads usually open in the spring outside of business/consulting and grad school. do you see my problem

and then literally two messages later he complains that i’m not considering boston like

houston is so much cheaper and hopefully i won’t even need a cosigner with my credit score like i tried so fucking hard to minimize his costs bc he complains so fucking much about how expensive i was to raise like i didn’t have to go to an international school we could’ve lived in america and i could’ve gone to public school i could’ve gone to korean public school i never chose where he went to school, i could’ve gone to brandeis with a scholarship and saved him so much fucking money but he insisted that if i wasn’t going to apply to “real” schools that i go to the best one so obviously he chose amherst but i could’ve saved him so much money and in the end he chooses to spend that much and then make me feel guilty for his choices

3. lasik surgery

idek he screamed that he wanted to provide this for me but because i’m such a bratty bitch demon and a thieving liar he can’t, as if his hitting me and throwing shit at me had nothing to do with why i never want to go to korea again while he’s alive i don’t even know why he thought this was so basic like yeah in principle that’d be great!! but we both know that he’s just gonna hold it over my head as another way he COULD provide for me if i’d just stop being such a demon brat and be a good child for once in my miserable life

4. family

he says that i have no sense of family but guess what i do he’s just not part of it!! bc he’s an abusive asshole!! and i’ve passed afraid into tired!! he can’t control me anymore bc the stakes are exactly the same, if i do as he says eventually i’ll fuck up and he’ll kill me and what’s the worst that happens, he comes to kill me and then gets barred from campus? i am literally no worse off now so this is my choice, it’s my fucking life i’m not his to manipulate

also i fucking love how for over FIVE FUCKENING YEARS my mom let me believe that everything that was wrong between my father and me was all my fault? “he hit me and threw things at me” “well you deserved it because you were procrastinating on homework and your grades have been falling” i went from a 3.9 to a 3.0 that year bc of that incident and the next year i got a D in a class the next semester bc of the stress

we never talked to just check in we never had a casual conversation about anything since i came to college and anytime i tried he turned it into a sermon on what a waste of space i am

i don’t understand how a man can alienate his entire family to the point that his own wife won’t have a conversation with him while they’re living under the same goddamn roof, go through employees and coworkers like tissue paper (3 secretaries in 4 months bc they all quit are you fucking kidding me) and then lose all your friends bc they’re tired of you treating them like they’re morons and then still think that you’re the only reasonable person out of everyone in your life, like i’d feel sorry for him and how lonely that is and how it’s gonna catch up to him in a few years but honestly i spent so long thinking it was me that i even started calling myself a gremlin bc i thought i was that woefully inadequate at interacting with people like a goddamn human being when it turns out the problem wasn’t even me!!!! if you ask anyone at the college i have my faults but none of them are that i have a problem with communicating where i scream at the people i supposedly care about and call them terrible names and threaten to hurt or kill them that’s not a me thing!!

i’m just. so tired of living like this

meanwhile brendan’s really being such a trooper he’s been comforting me through all of this, tried so hard to make me laugh and feel better when i spent the entire day crying, called me on his way to work to check in with me, gave me some exciting news on his end to distract me

he’s been promised a trip to vegas sometime next year with his friend jim, he wants to take me with him but he also knows that i’m moving after graduation and he doesn’t want them to clash

he has an aunt who did this for his 18th birthday apparently he and jim went together that time too and his mom doesn’t trust him to travel alone bc he’s always losing things lmaooo but in all seriousness i’m just so grateful that he heard about the fact that he was being gifted a trip and the first thing he thought of was taking me along bc wow i do have a family it’s just not the one i was born with and brendan thinks of me as family too and i’m just,,, wow what did i do to deserve such an amazing romantic partner we’ve grown so much together and i love him so much

and my friends, my friends from flight rising who’ve become my gay snuggle pile, i love them so much too, they are my siblings and my parents and my family. jules bought me dinner yesterday bc my legs weren’t working and i was too upset to eat and when i told him i owed him my soul bc i’m broke as shit he said this was what family was for and honestly when will your friend-family ever bc i’m so cursed by my father and my paternal family but somehow i’ve landed in a place where i’m surrounded by love anyway despite my jagged edges and despite the fact that there are people who genuinely hate me in my biological family

my feelings are all over the place i need food and water and my stuffed sloth to snuggle for a bit

but tl;dr father called, of course it went terribly, it went something like: “You’re irresponsible and brainless so here are four very basic things to think about when you consider moving out after college” “I can answer these questions because I’ve already been thinking about it, here are my ideas” “YOU ARE BRAINLESS AND STUPID YOU NEED TO THINK ABOUT THESE BASIC THINGS YOU’VE ALREADY PLANNED FOR” “I already have though, here’s the framework of my plan and my timeline” “DON’T INTERRUPT ME YOU BRAT YOU ARE A DEMON BITCH AND IF YOU DON’T SHUT UP AND LISTEN TO ME I WILL MAKE YOU ONE WAY OR ANOTHER. HARMING YOU DOESN’T WORK SO I’LL HAVE TO THINK OF SOMETHING WORSE BUT I SWEAR I’LL MAKE YOU LISTEN”

... yeah he lowkey threatened to kill me so that’s fun c’:

but i’m still surrounded by love somehow and i don’t feel scared anymore

just so, so tired