#I’m weirdly invested in this and idk y

[hyuckatelier222]

a thousand times over

genre: fluff? no warnings

author's note:

this is inspired by sge book 1! main character being agatha and donghyuck being tedros ofc. didn't write it in a y/n pov or format bc idk why but i get writer's block if i do it that way. and i apologise bc mc's name is not korean idk i think adrienne suits her more than any other name i could think of. and also ok if i'm being honest i started this while i was in a super fluffy mood and finished it the next day and surprise i wasn't exactly as invested as i was oops. but anyway i think it's about time i posted something so here.. (nobody talk to me about it by the way i can't reread this because i know i'll cringe)

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Adrienne was afraid.

Afraid of what she’d do; what he’d do if she–

No. No, no, no, no. She couldn’t.

But her heart had long danced out of control, fluttering at anything that remotely whispered in his direction. Which was, in fact, almost everything. 

She didn’t want to admit that it had embraced truths her head couldn’t. Wouldn’t.

Since when did she care about boys? And why this one too, when he was so stupidly arrogant, unserious, attention-loving, shallow, vain, kind, actually thoughtful at ti–

She slammed her head into her desk. 

You just have to make it through class today. Just class, not him. There’s nothing he can do, really. Just keep your head straight and make it through class, Adrienne.

Fate had other plans, unfortunately. 

Thirty minutes later, when she was supposed to be engrossed in page 43 of A Journey Through Tales, like how she’d so sternly ordered herself to, she was instead staring at a certain chocolate-haired boy at the front of the class, his pen in his mouth, hair messily swept in a dozen directions, boba eyes mindlessly pacing a sentence on the page, but gosh was he gorgeous even so… 

He sat up suddenly, arms spreading in a lazy stretch, and somehow his eyes locked with hers. Grinning, he widened his eyes in mock concern, pointing at her book. Adrienne had already reverted to her signature expressionless stare, rolling her eyes and burying herself back into her textbook. 

But her heart fluttered just the way princesses’ did in fairytales.

“You surprised me today, you know?”

Adrienne stayed silent, eyes pinned forward while he traipsed next to her out the classroom.

“Hey! Ask me why you surprised me,” he whined, pouting.

Feigning annoyance, she complied, closing her eyes. “...Why did I surprise you.”

“Because Professor was so boring you resorted to staring at me. You! Not paying attention. I find that a pretty big feat to be proud of,” he finished self-assuredly, smiling to himself. "By the way, y'know, ball's in 2 da-"

Her eyes flew open. “W-who said I was staring?”

“Were so.”

“I was thinking!”

“About me?”

“You-”

He crossed his arms triumphantly.

She swirled to him, praying the heat rising on her cheeks wouldn’t show. “Look, why don’t you just mind your own business. And anyway, you’re talking to me why?”

“Calm down,” he chuckled, stepping away with a cocky side-smile plastered across his face. “Anyway, to answer your question, princess–”

“I’m not–”

“Shhh, I’m not done speaking. To answer your question, I think I’m perfectly qualified to talk to you and to mind your business, since…” He held up a folded piece of paper in front of her. “This.”

“Look, I really don’t care about whatever you have to show me. Now, my room is literally behind you since you practically followed me up here, so thank you very much for being the gentlemanly prince you are, but please leave–”

The paper had writing on its underside, folded left over right and then bottom up. Somehow it seemed vaguely familiar, but Adrienne couldn’t place where she’d seen it exactly–

The way it was folded. The flowing handwriting. The cream-coloured paper.

Adrienne choked–

The week before, he'd nudged her and asked her to stop acting weirdly after he caught her staring at him (yes, it was a recurring incident). She’d coughed loudly and denied acting any sort of way, shoving him out of her mind.

But the truth was, she was acting weirdly. Reflecting something inside her. Something she’d vowed she never had, but oh was she so wrong. For that same day, she’d gone home, and, despite fierce chants from her past self, adamantly refusing to become “one of those stupid brainless princesses that gushed everything to everyone”, she wrote a letter, grabbing one of the obnoxious notepads the school planted in every Ever's room. 

A letter she'd left on her table, forgotten as she rushed to class the second she'd finished writing it. Unintended to reach its recipient's eyes.

A wicked wind whipped through her room, blowing it off the table and under her room door, precisely where a prince paced up and down, distressed over a ball in a week's time.

To Donghyuck.

What if I told you the truth?

What if I told you how I really feel?

What if I told you that I’ve been weak in the knees for weeks, every time you flash that stupid smile of yours?

What if I told you that my eyes have spilled enough tears to last me a lifetime, trying to get a life of my own, trying, trying, trying, until you popped up? Until you popped up and left the answer there, so brightly, so obviously– that this is MY fairytale, not Sophie's? 

What if I told you I race to do everything to stop my mind from spiralling into dangerous territory every time I think of you?

What if I told you that every time I close my eyes, I long to see my home, my mother, my cat, but instead I see the colour of love, of you, of your eyes, a thousand times over?

What if I told you the truth?

Adrienne

Her hand viciously swiped the air, desperately reaching for that piece of paper, because oh God, how had it got to him, but he was too quick for her, already holding it high out of reach. 

“Give it back, you pu–”

“Adrienne.”

His voice was suddenly calm, his eyes melting straight into hers. She froze, lowering her hand, suppressing the little dance her heart was performing. 

The Ever corridor was as quiet as ever, warm yellow lighting engulfing the carpeted area and creeping across both their faces, almost infusing some sort of sweet tension into the air around them. Donghyuck suddenly glanced around shiftily, scratching the back of his neck, and, voice wavering like a little boy, mumbled indistinctly to the girl in front of him. 

“I don’t know why you put up so many walls around you, or how you suddenly me realise that you’re the most beautiful person I know, inside and out, but… “

He took her hand into his, slowly bending down on one knee.

“Adrienne of Woods Beyond… will you be my princess for the ball?”

She gasped, sparks flying between their fingers, looking down into boba eyes glistening with hope, glistening with love. For her. And in that moment, her heart knew the right answer, just like how it’d known for months. A beautifully kept secret, now blossoming, growing, bigger, bigger, out of control.

“...Lee Donghyuck.”

She almost chuckled at how his eyes glazed over with fear, bowing his head, as if prepared to accept the worst. Him, the most famed young prince in the world, rejecte–

“Yes."

Silence.

"A thousand times over, yes, yes, yes.”

The corridor exploded with a chocolate-haired boy’s triumphant whoops, spinning his princess round and round, while she laughed and laughed, the both of them dizzy with love, the world a blur around them.

“But seriously, did you have to be so cheesy with the question?”

[notsoguiltykpop]

The Tenth Floor pt22

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader & Taehyung x Reader

Min Yoongi had gone through 34 secretaries in the past 24 months, and each one of them left in tears. This fact alone should have warned you against taking the job, but the pay was too good to pass up. Surely you could put up with a billionaires temper-tantrums, right?

3 years after giving up on the nonsense that happened on the 10th Floor, and after a particularly unpleasant falling out with your former boss, you find yourselves back in each others lives. Can things have changed enough for you and Yoongi to have a fresh start? Or was the damage done too great?

Genre: Crack, Fluff, humor, some angst? Mostly crack tbh.

Word Count: Idk man, this is a short update.

Warnings: Strong language, smut talked about/implied in previous updates, some dark themes occasionally. 

Parts 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21,

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His words hung, uselessly, in the air. He shifted from foot to foot, waiting for you to say something. Anything. To make this less awkward. 

“Funny, after all this time, me bringing you the wrong coffee.”

Why were those the words that came out of his mouth? He had no idea. All he knew was they spilled out in a desperate attempt to lighten the uncomfortable silence that had fallen after you took a sip, made a face, and spat the coffee back into the cup without saying a word. 

“I never brought you the wrong coffee,” You replied dryly. “You just never knew what you wanted until you drank it.”

Yoongi internally cringed. That wasn’t entirely true. He usually knew what he wanted, some part of him just liked to be difficult. 

He thought better than to say that. 

“So this is a nice office,” He tried instead. “Nice... Desk?”

“Thanks I built it myself,” You deadpanned.

“Really?”

“No.” You sat back in your chair, eyeing him warily. “Where’s Jungkook today?”

Right to the point. “He wasn’t feeling good,” Yoongi said smoothly.

You looked at your phone, read something, and raised an eyebrow. “No.”

“He took a personal day.”

“No.” You said again. “He didn’t. What’s going on?”

“Nothing, just felt like visiting our greatest investor in person today. Speaking of, is Changkyun available...?” Even now, after these past several years of only seeing you occasionally, after basically becoming strangers again, Yoongi felt strange lying to you. It didn’t feel good. Like he was reverting to ways he thought he had left behind in therapy. 

“No, something’s up, and Jungkook’s being weirdly secretive about it, too,” You leaned forward on your desk, looking him directly in the eyes. “Is there something we should know? Changkyun’s noticed it, too, over the last several months.” 

“Speaking of him,” Yoongi tried to deflect. “Where did you say he is?”

“He’s out,” You shrugged. “You can talk to me about further investment.”

Yoongi grimaced. “So that’s the thing,” He coughed uncomfortably. “Things aren’t--there isn’t. Uh. It isn’t looking like there’s going to be much left to invest in pretty soon. We’re drowning.” It felt wrong to actually say it out loud, even though the numbers had been saying it for so long.

Your eyebrows knitted together. “I thought you had this whole plan of recovery--”

Yoongi shook his head. “It’s not working fast enough. Changkyun already knows the other investors pulled out. I’m here in a last ditch effort to save some jobs.” He shifted again, then muttered. “I’m selling the company.”

“You’re what.” 

Yoongi couldn’t tell if you actually couldn’t hear him, or if you were surprised. He didn’t think there was any chance you didn’t see it coming--As Changkyun’s assistant, he was sure you got an inside look at how terribly things were going. 

“I’m selling the company,” He said again, louder this time. “I had my chance. I ran it into the ground. My employees shouldn’t suffer for that, though. If someone like Changkyun was to buy it, at least some of them could keep their jobs...”

“You didn’t run it into the ground,” You interrupted. “And you know that. It was failing long before you were put in charge, and even then you had to cater to investors who didn’t understand what was going on. Don’t be so hard on yourself.” 

Yoongi felt his cheeks heat up, and he coughed as an excuse to look away. “Thanks. For that. But,” He rubbed the back of his neck, feeling restless suddenly. “Credit where credit is due, I didn’t fix things fast enough.”

“That isn’t how that saying works,” You muttered, grabbing a sticky note and jotting down a note to yourself. “I’ll talk to Changkyun.”

“Thanks,” He said, taking a couple steps back towards the door. 

“And Yoongi?” You added, giving him a small smile.

“Yeah,” He wasn’t sure what it was about the way you said it that made him nervous.

“It was good to see you.” 

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Ever the playboy, Jungkook was flirting with a waitress when you walked into the restaurant. 

“I’m guessing the coffee was your doing?” You scoffed as you sat down in front of him. 

“Who, me?” Jungkook smiled innocently. “I would never tamper with a beverage I picked up for my best friend. Even if my annoying boss changed my plans and said he was going to your office instead of me and took said beverage. I definitely wouldn’t put five packets of salt in it when he wasn’t looking.”

“That was the most disgusting thing I’ve ever--Why do you do things like this? What goes on in your head?”

His smile only grew. “Did you spit it out?”

“Who wouldn’t?” You raised an eyebrow. 

Jungkook did a little triumphant fist pump. “How many times did he spit out your coffee when you worked for him?” He asked excitedly, not waiting for an answer. “And now he knows how it feels on the other side of that.”

You shook your head. “So petty,” You chastised. 

“So funny,” Jungkook corrected without missing a beat. 

“I would have appreciated a heads up,” You sighed, opening the menu only to have Jungkook reach over and slide it away from you.

“I knew you might be conveniently out of the office if I told you he would be dropping by,” He shrugged. “Also I kind of already ordered for you.” 

“God damnit,” You complained, sitting back in your chair and crossing your arms. “You always do that. I’m capable of ordering my own lunch, butthead.”

“You’re always late!” He practically whined back. “And then I get awkward, and I feel bad for taking up a whole table and then some random mutters about me getting stood up--which, sorry, but do I look like I get stood up?--so I panic order!” He pouted. “Also. I have great taste. You always like what I get.”

You narrowed your eyes, but let it slide for now. “I didn’t mean a heads up about Yoongi coming in. I meant about his company tanking.” 

“Oh,” Jungkook’s pout dropped. “He told you about that, huh? I guess it really is that bad...” He tilted his head to the side. “If it goes under, I might have to be a regular doctor...Y/n. I might have to see patients again.” He shivered dramatically, and you rolled your eyes. 

“I’m sure you’ll be fine,” You assured him dryly. “I’m more concerned about Yoongi--He’s given it his all. What’s he going to do once it’s gone?”

Jungkook shrugged. “Actually live a little, I hope.”

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A/N *cough* ‘sup let’s not talk about the fact that this has taken me nearly 3 years to update and pretend everything is normal. Yeah? Yeah. What are your thoughts and feelings? Is the time skip too extra? Or just extra enough? Would you have drank the coffee to be polite or spat it out? Let me know! As always I love hearing from you all! 

If you’ve stuck around this long, omg thank you so much. If you’re new to my writing, welcome and thank you so much. It’s been a hot minute, I hope you’re all doing well and staying safe out there! I’ve been stressed as fuck and figured there’s no better cure than writing absolute crack. Stay tuned for nonsense!

[pigspeetsandhooflikefeets]

hey jayden do you wanna list your lgbtq+ headcanons for those various guys you like talking about

woah, my daily log-in bonus

Nate: Nate in every sense of the word is an enigma when it comes to his gender and sexuality. I think Nate's whole Aura is just too far beyond my, or many others', comprehension. Or he's Rick[y]sexual because he claims to only date/bang people named Rick[y].

Guy: Bisexual. Easily could be pan or somethin', but the way he says "bisexual" on Floor 288 is literally too good to pass up. Guy clearly mentions having partners (very very few) and has way too much investment in Tony Gwynn, I chalk it up as just not having luck with love. I'm single Guy, so hmu!!!

Buzz: Canonically Transmasc (which weirdly enough I considered before I learned it was canon), and after that point I'm on the fence. I like the very fanon supported Ace Buzz. Buzz gives off so much energy that he literally doesn't comprehend sex (not in a 'he's a child' way, but a 'sex? you made that up' way) when he reads sex jokes in the game. Legit I don't comprehend they ARE sex jokes most of the time when he says them because the way he reads them has a more confused tone and when he does the cat 'rrewor' like Guy does there's no genuine energy in it. Like, as if he didn't know his cue card was making a joke, he's just reading it verbatim, and the cue card said '[make cat meow]' and he's like "well ok". I think he has libido, but lacks sexual attraction. Romo, probably bi or panromantic; it feels like he has a puppy love crush on 70% of the CCCs.

Cookie: Cookie literally calls himself bisexual in one of the later games. Ok yeah it was a metaphor but I don't care. Cookie is bi. Idk if Cookie is cis or a trans man, there's canon for both ways, I don't know. Doesn't matter, a lot of my favs I'm like "they're cis, unless it's convenient for me to have them not be"

Schmitty: Regardless how you take it, this man is 100% repressing being mlm. IDK if all his marriages are a facade from his repressed homosexuality or if he really is just bad at marriage. Idk. He is exceptionally cis tho.

Bob: Pansexual, Polyamorous. During the end of some games if Green wins, Bob will allude to being in a relationship with both Green's mother and father, but also he's in a committed relationship with Milan. He doesn't know how to downplay how much he loves Milan, but Milan does.

[timemachineyeah]

You ever get in a place where like

IDK how to put this.

I’m in a place right now, have been for weeks, maybe longer, where I’m, like,

Fine. Just fine. Like weirdly unflappable, maybe not in a good way.

Not like I don’t feel anything, at least in the classic depression sense (at least in my previous experiences with depression). In those times not feeling anything was a gaping emptiness. I kind of hollow roar. A desperation for emotional response and also being too exhausted to actually feel that desperation. I know that feeling, and this feeling is nowhere near that feeling. This feeling is so chill and steady and bland compared to that feeling. This feeling is like

Fine.

But it’s also like disconnected and impartial. Like you know when you’re talking to someone you don’t know well or know at all and they start over-sharing and seem completely unaware they are over-sharing and are expecting you to have an attachment or response to their experiences or life story but instead you just kinda feel like “I don’t know you???” but you’re also like polite so you nod and go “wow, huh, I can’t imagine” even though you don’t care and are only half listening.

I feel like that all the time about my own experiences.

Like just a constant sense of “mhmm, okay, that’s nice, but I have other things to do” but like what other things do I have to do? I don’t have other things to do! But my brain is like, tired and bored with getting invested or pressed about anything and would just like to chill please and thanks.

Like an emotional burnout, maybe. I don’t know. If it was for a day or two I would barely clock it, but I feel like I’ve been in this place for weeks or longer. Maybe since Romana died.

Like I’m not unhappy. I’m not stressed. I’m not stressed even when I should be stressed. I’m not angry. I’m not even more tired than usual (though I have a sleep disorder and chronic health stuff, so that baseline isn’t great). I’m okay. I’m doing things by routine and necessity. Even being creative sometimes or laughing or whatever. I’m not more gridlocked or executive dysfunction-y than usual. I’m fine. I’m just fine. Impartial, unperturbed, unhurried, fine, fine, fine.

[neshabeingchildish]

Poly Wanna? Ch. 08

Lemme know if I need to take you off the tag. Idk who’s actually reading because I’ve only heard from a couple of people, so idk if y’all still interested.

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Sleepover at Henry's

Charlotte woke up and was startled by the appearance of a couple of faces hovering above her. “She’s awake! Hellooo! It’s me, Schwoz, from where you used to work!”  

She held her hand over her chest, catching her breath as told him, “I know who you are, Schwoz!” 

Ray folded his arms and fussed, “Well, you sure don’t act like you know us. We haven’t seen you in YEARS!”

“I was busy,” she said and was grateful that she hadn’t been sleeping naked, like she generally did. “Why are you in here?”

“Well, Henry went to handle a little business,” Ray said winking at her. 

“Yes, he had some work to do..” Schwoz added, also winking. 

“You could say that he has some feel good work…” Ray said, winking even more and now he and Schwoz were just smiling and winking way too much.

“The crew knows,” she said and moved Schwoz so that she could climb out of bed. She groaned as she did. 

“Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Where are you trying to go?” Ray asked. “You can’t leave. Look at how banged up you are! Schwoz, get the Bang Bang Bag!”

Schwoz rolled his eyes, “I don’t work for you. You get the Bang Bang Bag.” They bickered for a moment, then noticed that Charlotte had gotten up and began to mess with her own things, primarily, her phone. “Fine! Fine, I’LL get the Bang Bang Bag!” She heard in the background as she checked to see that she had multiple messages from people who Jasper must’ve told that she had gotten hurt, including both of her parents. 

Piper: I saw what happened on Bianca’s TwitFlicks! WTF??? Henry told me that you’re okay, but for good measure, I called up our Bilsky bunch. It's not going down the way that it did, Bruh. Gang Gang!! Seriously, CALL ME if you need anything. I’m just a few hours away, less on a plane.

Ya Mama: Baby, call me when you get a chance. I’ve spoken with the family lawyer and already have contact information from the witnesses for what happened. Hopefully, you’re resting. 

That Muffugga: Charlotte, I’ve tried to call you several times. I know that you’re still mad and processing things, but you need to let me know if you’re okay and what you need. No matter what, you’ll always be my little girl and I’ll always be here for you.

Jasper: Your dad stopped by. I didn’t even know that he knew where I lived, but anyway, I can’t sleep. I’m so sorry about everything that happened. I… I’ll call you. My hands are shaking. I don’t want to type this out.

She had other texts, but she immediately checked her voicemail. She went specifically to Jasper’s, ignoring ones from her parents and electing to check Piper’s afterwards (it was probably prior to her text, anyway). “Hey, Char… Look… I hope that you don’t hate me. I promise, I was just trying to do the right thing… “So, here I am panicking, like oh my God, please don’t let Jasper have gone looking for that guy, because he’s so protective and even though he’s a big cuddle bear, he can be as dangerous as a bear whenever he’s in protective mode…” “I know how it can go down when a fight breaks out. You know that I’ve been bartending for a while and I see it happen when people get too drunk and angry… I was so concerned with making sure that you got help and trying to make sure that I stayed with you…” He sighed. “I should have taken more action. I’m sorry. And, I understand if you don’t feel as safe with me now or if you need your recovery time away from me. I just wanted you to know, I was actually thinking about you and I made the decision to try to get you to a doctor instead of making sure he needed to see one. I don’t know if that was the right choice, but I’m gonna let you decide things. Hoping to hear from you…”

She was about to call him back when she heard a loud bang and screamed. She turned to look at Schwoz, holding a bottle that he had uncorked and he and Ray both cheered, “Bang Bang!” Schwoz poured some of whatever it was in that bottle into a glass that Ray was holding. “The doctors said healing would take a few weeks, but we have a Schwoz! And, we have the Bang Bang Bubbly!” He offered her the glass.

“What is this?” She asked, not taking it.

“It’s a sparkling brandywine with fast healing properties and stuff in it that tastes great, makes you feel invincible and bangs out all of your injuries from the inside out!” Ray cheered. “Doesn’t work for me, because I’m indestructible, but the results in a typical human body are way way great!”

“Schwoz, what is this?” Charlotte repeated, taking the glass and studying it. Schwoz explained it to her and they went back and forth with her asking about side effects of certain ingredients and statistics of the countermeasures for those risks and Ray lost interest, but at the end of it, she sighed and said. “I’m gonna call Jasper and talk to him. Then, I’m gonna tell him about this. I’m gonna let him know that if something happens to me, it was this and you can deal with whatever that’ll mean for you.”

Ray scoffed. “I’m not afraid of Jasper!” 

“I’ve gotten him his own stash of Jolly beetle tears.” 

Ray gasped, “Why would you even HAVE those???”

“I did a major global study using them to break down certain unstable molecules and other very important usages that don’t revolve around you, but definitely was an important time for me to stock up and also invest in them. I knew we’d meet again and you won’t catch me slipping, Ray Manchester.” She began to dial Jasper’s number while Ray folded his arms. 

“Hey!” Jasper answered, excited, but tired sounding.

“Hey. So, I woke up to something truly weird…” 

“Ray and Schwoz excitedly trying to convince you to drink their Bang Bang Bubbly?”

She looked at the two of them, waiting with anticipation of her drinking it and turned away from them, making a suspicious and confused face. “Yes, but something more weird. I got this message from my man, and he was all weirdly sounding like he was blaming himself for something that wasn’t his fault or thinking for some reason that I blamed him.”

She could hear the relief in his next words. “I just wanted to make sure that we’re okay. I wanted to give you your recovery time without me, because I wasn’t sure how you were gonna process that I didn’t help you.”

“You did, though. How would it have helped me for you to punch that guy?”

“It would have helped me.”

“Okay, I don’t know how, but thank you for putting my wellness above your ego.”

“I hate it. I’m glad that you’re okay, but I hate that I didn’t slam him just as hard to the ground…”

“So far, I’ve been alerted that the Bilskys, my family’s lawyers and that girl Karma that I fucks with are all gunning for him. I just want to stop being in pain and to…” She looked at Ray and Schwoz, nearly bursting with excitement. “... Be able to cuddle with my Booty Bear."

"Okay!" Ray said and promptly left. Schwoz smiled and was still waiting on her to try his stuff. She shot it and handed him the glass, then her eyes watered. Jasper was about to say something, but she began panting and whimpering.

"You tried the Bubbly," Jasper observed.

"Why does it feel like my mouth and insides are on fire???"

"That means it's working," Schwoz and Jasper said simultaneously, one next to her and the other on the phone.

.

She crept out of the room and went to explore, clad in one of Jasper’s shirts that she sometimes wore to bed/around the apartment. Now that Henry was out heroeing, she had a chance to explore his place without an obligatory tour. She loved all of the flowers! They had always had plenty of flowers when she lived with him, too, but never this much. Plus, he had an indoor herb garden that the naturalista in her was craving to get to know better. Every plant was so healthy and it was like she could feel the vibrations of them and sense the love that went into making them strong. The artwork on the walls were a mixture of styles. She could tell that Henry pretty much just got things that he liked, and wasn’t going with a theme. The biggest painting was the one of him with flowers. She wondered who was commissioned to do it, because the details were excellent. 

Each room seemed like it was in a different home, because so many of the vibes differed. Like, the bedroom that she was staying in was natural colors, browns, greens, neutrals, warm shades, filled with green plants, and had large uncovered windows, with plants outside of them. It was the perfect kind of room for her. It made her feel extremely comfortable and relaxed. There was a room that sort of looked like it was a cabin on a ship and had a fountain, so water sounds and earthy tones that seemed like a man cave,  but not a busy one - somewhere you might go to become grounded. His living room was white, near the stairway, with plants on the wall and hanging from the ceiling in white globes, and the couch was sleek and black. It looked like he never used this room. All over the place were different goddess statues, most of which Charlotte recognized from mythology lessons years ago, but a few unfamiliar. There were poignant paintings, like one that was of a dark skinned woman, bound in chains and engulfed in flames, like a Black anima sola. It made her feel troubled to see it. There was a Black Madonna, that she couldn’t lie… KINDA looked a lot like her, but with a golden halo and stars and stuff. Then, there were others that weren’t as emotional - a list of Scorpio Men Facts: “The Scorpio Male Is Intensely Sexual, He Needs Deep Intensity, He Has Great Stamina, You Get What You Give in Love With Scorpio Men… HA! Lying ass. You get lying asses with Scorpio men.” Then, there was a holographic photo of fish swimming, like in an aquarium simulation. She furrowed her eyebrows and explored on.

Outside of his bedroom was a hallway of framed photos of the three of them, of course, all outdated, since she hadn’t taken a photo with he and Jasper in years. She opened the door to the bedroom (that was how she realized it was the bedroom), and she saw a beautiful, elegant white and gold bedroom with white and yellow (she presumed fake) flowers sprinkled along the ground, and a bed with an ornate gold canopy adorned with sheer drapery. 

Normally, she wouldn’t have walked into someone’s bedroom, but she was now invested in the absolute lavishness of it and stepped in to look at the detailing of the headboard, and noticed other things, like the mirrored wall behind the bed, and floral designs in the gold of the bed and lamps. There were flower petals in the bed and she picked up and few to touch, and saw that those were real. Then she heard him clear his throat. She yelped. “Sorry, I wasn’t snooping. I was just looking around…” She said, dropping the petals. She stood up and looked up at him, still in his Feel Good uniform, a dark burgundy and blue armored outfit with silver and black accents and tools. She hadn’t seen him in it before. He… looked really good… “I gave myself a tour and the room was so pretty, I just wanted a closer look.”

“It’s all good. Make yourself at home,” he said and blew a bubble, which transformed him back to his regular self, in a t-shirt and jeans. He still looked really good, to her. “Did you sleep well?” He asked.

“I did. But, Schwoz came in with Bang Bang Bubbly, and now, I’m restless.”

“Yeah, that stuff is something else. But, it gets you healed quickly.” He was standing, with his hands in his pockets and they were quiet for a moment, before he said, “Oh, damn. I’m so rude. Have you eaten? I can make you something.”

“I haven’t, but Jasper was on his way over, so I thought we might get something.”

“I’ll call him and let him know I’ll cook. The least that I can do is be a good host, after getting you slammed onto concrete.”

“Why is everybody trying to take credit for that? I’m certainly not about to blame myself because I got up and walked towards her. He made a choice, and I’m pressing charges.”

Henry’s face brightened, “Thank God. I thought you’d wake up hating me even more.”

“I don’t hate you. I hate that you hurt me. I hate that I trusted you. I hate how things ended. But, I’ve decided not to hate any person for being whoever they are. Trying that whole “hate the sin, not the sinner” trope.”

“How’s it working?”

“To be honest, I feel like I’m more upset to have learned about how much you hurt Jasper.” He winced. “I mean, I know I can be a bitch, and I know that a lot of the time, I was insufferable. I can easily look back on past me and think that cheating on me was not as criminal as it felt at the time. Not saying that I don’t blame you for your choices, just that I understand them better, the older that I get. You still should have been my friend enough to be honest with me where you weren’t happy or satisfied, but… what happened with Jasper? No vague shit, no sugar coding. Tell me what you did to him.”

“I’m feeling like at this point, if Henry REALLY wants us to love him again, or at least me, he’s gonna have to start just being straightforward and straight up with me. Jasper and I are on two very different wavelengths, so it takes something different to appease me. I’m tired of being kept in the dark about Jasper, when they both know everything about what happened between Henry and I.”

Henry sighed, ran a hand through his hair and held his hand out towards the bed. She sat down and he joined her and began to tell her the truth.

“It all just kinda happened. It started out as a fling, a rebound, after you left… Like… three months after you left, actually… Well, if I’m being honest, it began before that. Jasper and I experimented in school. Nothing major, just making out and handies and stuff. But, that was shut down automatically when you and I hooked up, then you and I got together and I never thought about Jasper that way, really. I still thought he was attractive and lovable, but for me, we were done. When you and me were together those 4 years, Jasper, I guess didn’t get over me as easily and so whenever you and me broke up, he was there for me in a way that I wasn’t expecting. But, I was hurting and I needed it, whether or not it occurred to me that I needed him. 

About a year later, he started talking about our ‘anniversary,’ like… we were together or something, and don’t get me wrong, we had been going pretty hard and heavy for a year, at that point, but I hadn’t expected a year of that to pass by. Jasper was just so good to me and so easy to be with. A year in, I still wasn’t emotionally where I needed to be in order to be good back to him. So, I told him that I didn’t want to put any labels on us…” “I was pretty scared of being in a relationship after what happened with Char. I didn’t realize at the time that being involved with Jasper the way that I was, WAS being in a relationship with him. I felt like we were two dudes who loved each other, having a good time together.”

“So… Whenever he spoke about this one year anniversary, I chickened out. I self sabotaged. I would try to tell him, but I’d see his face and lose the nerve. I knew that I was gonna hurt him, and I figured that it was best just not to tell him, even though I wasn’t happy and the fact that I was doing stuff behind his back was a huge portion of why I wasn’t happy…”

“Why didn’t you just STOP? You had your degree by then, didn’t you?”

“I had studied psychology, but I don’t know. I hadn’t sorted through my own things and hadn’t become self aware yet. My mom went to a specialist for a sex addiction. She didn’t tell me until around that time, because she heard things about me and was worried that maybe I had her sickness.” He laughed and shook his head, “I wasn’t addicted to sex. I was addicted to doing something terrible that I could get caught doing, and the fact that someone could be hurt again if I got caught… I didn’t care in the moment. Jasper saw mw leaving somewhere with a woman and whenever he tried to get in touch with me, I didn’t answer. When I got home, I told him that I was doing hero stuff. He didn’t believe me and we wound up arguing and I told him that I had slipped up a little, because I missed women.” Henry looked so ashamed as he shook his head, “He said that he understood and just asked me to be more open with him, said that he was willing to open up our relationship if it meant that I didn’t lie to him about being with women. And… so… we tried that, and a little later, I met a new guy.” 

Charlotte took a deep breath and clenched her fists. “And, what, you cheated on Jasper again, this time with a guy?”

“Yes, but the guilt was killing me, so a few months after we were seeing each other secretly, I told Jasper…”

*Flashback Sequence*

After two years of being involved with Jasper, and technically one year, as far as Henry was concerned, Jasper wanted to celebrate their 2 year anniversary. He cooked, baked, set the atmosphere, with music and candles and flowers. Henry just couldn’t stand to lie to him anymore. He stopped him mid-kiss and said, “Jasper, we have to stop this.” Jasper was rightfully confused. He picked up the remote and turned off the music, to hear whatever Henry had to say, “I… I… don’t think that I’m meant to be a monogamous person.”

“You haven’t been, though. We have an open relationship, because I understood that sometimes you don’t want a man…”

“I’ve been seeing a man.” Jasper’s heart sank.

“What do you mean “been seeing?” Like… regularly? Not some one off mistake, but like… SEEING someone?” He glanced around for something to hold on to, grabbed the wine bottle and took a swig.

“Yeah. I’ve been seeing him for like 4 months, almost…” Jasper started crying and chugging the bottle. “I never meant for it to happen, but I can’t keep doing this. I can’t keep being this person behind your back and then becoming someone else whenever I’m with you. I do love you and I never meant to hurt you, but being with you was never my intention and I shouldn’t have let it go this far.”

“Let it GO THIS FAR? What the fuck are you talking about right now?”

“I’m just letting you know that you don’t have to worry about me cheating anymore, if that’s how you see this. Because, it’s over. I can’t do “us,” anymore.”

Jasper huffed out a pained gust of air and dropped the wine bottle. Henry quickly caught it before it could hit the ground. He set it down and said, “Um… You don’t have to pack your own things. I’ll box it up and send it to your mom’s.”

“I’m not leaving here! YOU leave. You’re the one who cheated!”

“Cheated is a strong word. We never used labels. I just didn’t tell you right away when I moved on. And… You can’t afford this place on your own, Jasper. Come on.”

“I’m not leaving this goddamned apartment while my world is fucking falling apart, you complete and utter asshole!”

“Okay. We’ll give it some time. I’ll go stay in Man Cave, and pack up my things whenever I know that you aren’t here. That way, we don’t have to deal with each other, until we’re ready to try to get past this.”

Jasper stared at him, not crying now, just in awe of what kind of person he was looking at - this stranger that he thought was his forever love. Who the fuck was this man? “Can you at least PRETEND to be a good person right now?”

“I pretend to be a good person every time I blow a bubble. Every time I save someone’s life. Every time I help someone’s day. I’m TIRED of pretending to be a good person. I just want to be able to be a person! And have somebody love /that/ person, without all these rules and regulations and expectations that I never gave you! I’m human. I make mistakes. I forgive you your mistakes all of the time, you can’t forgive me mine?” He snapped. Jasper didn’t know where THIS was coming from, but it seemed like he was speaking to someone else. He was thinking about Charlotte. Because, there had never been anything that Jasper hadn’t forgiven him for, until now.

Jasper stood up, hovering over Henry with a desperate look on his face. He wanted so badly to forgive him this. To say it was okay and that they didn’t need to be together and Henry didn’t have to lose him, but this...hurt him. “Your mistakes break people’s hearts, Henry! They break people’s lives. Charlotte is not the same person, and I’m seeing that I never will be the same again, either.”

Now, Henry became wounded. He was feeling attacked and therefore defensive and lashed back at Jasper, like he hadn’t already hurt him enough. He stood up quickly and Jasper stepped back, unsure if this might get physical. But, Henry blurted, “Charlotte at least loved me. She took me seriously. She told me what she needed and wanted and I tried and fell short. Charlotte could be a raging bitch, but I never had to guess what she expected from me. I never had to wonder if she cared or if this was just for mutual enjoyment and comfort. We had something very different and you comparing what happened with us to what happened with me and you is trash, Jasper! You freely gave me whatever I wanted and we never agreed that I had to be your faithful one true love or anything for that matter. If you wanted more from me, was I supposed to read your mind? I was just supposed to figure it out by the way that you never told me? I never did anything to directly hurt or harm you. I kept my sidelife out of your business, just in case that made you uncomfortable, because I wouldn’t have known one way or another, from the way that you just agreed to whatever I gave you! So, the fact that you took us so seriously and made up in your head some type of future that I could have told you we’d never have seems like a lot to try to put on my shoulders, alone!”

Jasper stumbled backwards and caught himself, but he was now crying again, “I am telling you that you broke my heart and you’re telling me how it was my fault.”

“I’m explaining to you why I didn’t realize that you felt the way that you felt!”

“And now that you realize, what do you plan to do about it?”

“I’m gonna set you free, Dude. I can’t do what you need me to do. I can’t be who you need me to be. I can’t be the good person that you want me to pretend to be, because I use too much energy being the good person that being a superhero needs me to be. I love you too much to keep doing this to you, now that I know how you feel.”

“Couldn’t you just… stop? Am I not enough that you can’t just love and be in love with me?”

“I could. I would… But, I feel like I’ve already crossed too many lines for you to be able to believe it from me, at this point. You’d never trust me again, no matter what I did, and I’d see it and I’d act on it. I’m… not ready to fight for love. I have to fight for so many things… Myself just doesn’t seem like enough to me.”

“And I’m not enough either?”

“More than enough, Jasp. You’re so much better than what I’ve given you and what I ever will. So… I’m gonna go, and hopefully you’ll be able to forgive me enough to at least let me try to be your friend again someday. Hopefully, I haven’t broken you in the same way that I broke her.”

“No, you’ve broken me harder, because I’ve been in love with you since we were kids and you just…” He shook his head, “Go ahead. You can leave, now. I won’t beg you anymore. I won’t ask anything else of you.”

.

“The next thing I heard from, well about him was that he had called him mom and asked her if he needed to come back home, would he be able to. He told her that we broke up and he wasn’t sure if he could make it. He said later on that he was talking about the rent, and that makes sense, but when he said that he didn’t know if he could make it, she went over there to check on him and he’d taken a bunch of pills, drank all of the alcohol that we had in the place and collapsed. He says he didn’t do it on purpose, but Char… I’d never seen him so upset, and I knew that I did that, AGAIN, to somebody that I was supposed to love. I wanted to hurt myself, at that point. I was alone and it was my fault and I decided that I would never in my life let anybody get that close to me again. “I don;t want a relationship,” became the first words that I said to any interested parties. I picked my specialty and worked on my degree and enjoyed myself as much as I could, grateful that whenever I reached out to Jasper, he cautiously began speaking to me again, and not surprised that I couldn’t contact you, at all. Neither could he, at that point.”

“Yeah, I cut him off when he told me that you two were together. He said it apologetically, but I was still bothered. We hadn’t been apart long enough, to me. But… so… do you think that Jasper really would have tried to hurt himself?”

“I hope not. I wanna believe that he wouldn’t, but I don’t know. It was a really bad night for him.”

“Couldn’t wait until after the anniversary or not waste his time before?”

“I didn’t even realize that it had been the anniversary, or even consider it to be an anniversary.”

“When did you finally take accountability? Because, it just sounds like you apologized and Jasper forgave you, like he always does. But, did you ever actually say, “These are all the ways that I fucked up and I notice this and I hate this. I know that I can’t take it back, but I will never do anything like this again, to any human being, ever?”

“I unpack this in therapy.”

“You’re… You’re in therapy?”

“Don’t you think I need it?”

“Definitely, I just didn’t know that you were in it.”

“That little results, huh?”

“You’re definitely different than the dude that I punched in the face. I just hadn’t figured out if it were an act or not, until now.” He looked hopeful, like he was waiting on something. She rolled her eyes and shrugged her shoulders, “I guess, I believe that you’ve changed. I mean, I don’t know that I’ll ever consider you a friend again, but I can acknowledge that you seem to be a better person now.”

“That’s great! Can I hug you?” He asked. She hestitated and he said, “Sorry, that’s stupid.”

“No, it’s just that I’m still pretty sore.”

“Oh. I can be gentle with you?” She tentatively held her arms open and he eagerly, but slowly and gently took her into a hug and sat there for a while. It had been so long, but scents and sensations that he thought had died with time immediately were revived and he could recall so many moments of touching her before. “I’ve missed you every single day that we’ve been apart,” he whispered.

She pulled away and stood up. “I’d better go get ready for the day, for Jasper…” 

He nodded, “I’ll start cooking.” She hurried away, flustered by his words and the close proximity of him, but not wanting to admit that. He knew it, though. There was no way that type of electricity had been one sided. He unlocked a drawer on his nightstand and opened it to look at a box that matched the room, and had her name scripted across the top and dressed with flowers. He opened it and looked at a stack of letters that he had written her… He had promised himself that if he ever got a chance to see her again, he’d give this to her… but… She was with Jasper. If she was with anyone else… And… he didn’t even know how he felt about Jasper. Well, he DID know. But, this must be his atonement, having to see the two of them together and happy in love, knowing that both of them had some feeling for him, whether or not they’d admit it, and experiencing everyone ignoring those, because the moral to the story was not to hurt people the way that he had, because the hurt would come back, tenfold. He slammed the box and the drawer and locked it back, right as he heard the doorbell. Henry got up and shuffled to the door, but Charlotte was there, already, peeking through the peep hole, with her little boy shorts peeking out of the bottom of Jasper’s shirt. She said, “It’s him,” and opened the door. 

Jasper came in, picked her up into a hug and kissed her. She laughed and squeezed him. Henry tried not to point out that they had seen each other YESTERDAY, because, they had. But, also, he knew that Jasper was feeling guilty when he last saw her and that she had just learned about an ugly part of his past that he obviously couldn’t talk to her about. So… he just smiled and said, “Hopefully, you’re hungry. I’m gonna cook.”

Jasper nodded, “Cool! Hopefully, I can still stay over? I brought clothes.”

“Yeah! Of course. I’ll love having both of you…. NOT HAVING! But… both of you sleeping over. Your room is untouched.”

“Your room?” Charlotte asked. “You got a room here? Which one is it?”

“The one that looks like a ship, but no… I was just gonna sleep in Charlotte’s room, if that’s okay?” He looked down at her, “You’ve got a room too. The one that you stayed in last night.”

She furrowed her eyebrows, “Like.. that room was MADE for me?” They nodded. “What? Why?”

“Just in case you ever came back,” Henry said and smiled, softly. “Make yourselves comfortable and I shall be of service.”

Jasper smiled fondly at Henry and Charlotte felt a ping of jealousy, but then a bigger ping of guilt. How could she be jealous, when she’d just melted against Henry’s muscles like heated chocolate fondue? She just silently prayed that the camera wasn’t focused on her face… either of those moments.

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This one isn’t as spicy as the Dragon Age one, but I still got Wordy.

Also there’s lots of KOTFE/KOTET/etc spoilers in here, so don’t read if you don’t want to see em. (Looking at you, Chignon.)

The character(s) I first fell in love with:

My own OCs haha.

But more seriously: It was actually Darth Malgus! I was always going to play a Star Wars MMO, let’s be real. But when they started posting promo videos and cinematics for the game, my Sith-loving ass immediately gravitated to that guy haha. And then, it turned out he had the same VA as The Architect from Dragon Age, and that was it for me.

If we’re talking about companions, then it was probably Malavai Quinn. Sith Warrior was the first class I got to 50, and Quinn was the first companion that I really got overly attached to haha.

The character(s) I never expected to love as much as I do now:

Most (not all, but most) of the “new” companions that came in with KOTFE and beyond. I was initially really sour when I realized we were losing all our class storyline companions, and they were being replaced with a new crew of Lana, Theron, Koth, my mother-in-law Senya, etc. Especially when they – at the time – said we’d eventually get our class companions back, but it would be a while. So I started KOTFE sure that I would hate the new crew because I would rather have the old one…. and ended up liking them quite a lot! Mostly, lol.

The character(s) everyone else loves that I don’t:

Doc is the main one, jesus christ. If you didn’t read my last post, I just really really really do not mesh well with overly sexual and Adult Humor-y characters who scold you with a “You’re no fun.” if your OC isn’t into it. Doc is the worst example of it that I’ve ever encountered. I always play a male JK, and the fact nearly all of his convos amount to, “Boy, you and me are going to be up to our eyeballs in vagina when this war ends, amirite?” “You don’t want that? Come on, the Jedi Code doesn’t say you can’t FUCK, live a little.” “You’re no fun. Well, more for me.” drives me NUTS. This combined with how he interacts with Kira just does me in. Shoves him out an airlock.

Dark Side Jaesa is another big one, albeit mainly for OOC reasons. I just hate the fact that she even exists, really. I get the appeal of a story where a Sith corrupts a Jedi to the Dark Side, but the way she does a total 180 into gross hedonism while Serving You always just makes me cringe. Plus there’s the fact that straight dudebro gamers are really nasty with her, and she’s the main companion I always see men put into the slave bikini outfit, and just yikes.

Also just a lot of one-off NPCs that everyone goes crazy for and ships their OCs with, but I  constantly forget who they even are lol. Attros Finn comes to mind. I don’t hate them! Just don’t get the appeal I guess.

The character(s) I love that everyone else hates:

Lord Scourge, although I’m not sure he’s really hated as much anymore. I just remember at launch, when all of the overly invested Revan stans absolutely HATED him because of what he did in the Revan novel, and then flooded the tags with vitriol over being “stuck” with him as a Knight, and having to hear about Revan in his companion convos. It was really, really tiresome! Maybe it’s because I never really cared that deeply about Revan as my personal character, but I could not understand the backlash.

Anyway, Lord Scourge is my favorite companion in the game by a long shot. I love the conversations you can have with him about the Jedi vs Sith, and I love the mutually respectful tone those conversations take. (Where other Bioware companions who disagree with you have a tendency to just go, “You’re wrong.” and shut you down.) The fact that he’s so tied in with the plot just makes me love him more, really.

The character(s) I used to love but don’t any longer:

Cytharat, Koth and Theron mostly. Although this takes a bit of explaining, and is a bit Discourse-y – because I really appreciate them as characters, but their role and Bioware’s decisions with them is what made me no longer love them.Here’s the thing: Bioware has a bad habit of introducing male characters that are bisexual, and then having them betray you, leading to situations where they either get murdered or vanish from the narrative entirely. Meanwhile, bisexual women like Lana are untouched and around forever.

I was overjoyed when I first saw Cytharat. Y'all know I’m a ho for purebloods, and the fact that he was Malgus’ apprentice was fascinating to me – and then he turned out to be a bi romance. I got very hyped for him, only to find out he dies like 5 minutes later – or if you save him, he’s never seen again. Huge letdown.

Koth was the first character I fell in love with of the new KOTFE crew – I even initiated a romance with him! – but it quickly became obvious there’s no way to play the expansion without him turning on you judgementally at some point or another. And then, hey big surprise, you can kill him or else he’s never seen again.

Theron I’ve loved since we first got to know him in the Forged Alliances content, but that whole storyline where he seemingly betrays you out of nowhere, only to later reveal he didn’t actually, idk. And then, once again, you either kill him or he disappears from the story. It felt like a weirdly shoehorned in plot for shock value, and robbed us of a second bi MOC character.

You see the trend here? I want to love these characters, but Bioware continually electing to do this shit with bi dudes is tiresome and makes me unwilling to invest any interest in the characters anymore.

The character(s) I would totally smooch:

None.

The character(s) I’d want to be like:

None really come to mind? I just want to be a Jedi, come on.

The character(s) I’d slap:

Hunter all day every day.

The pairing(s) that I love:

Haha, this question is hard, because most of the SWTOR ships I’m invested in are between my OCs and my friends’ OCs.

However.

SCOURGE / KNIGHT IS THE BIG ONE, THE ULTIMATE, THE ALL-TIME FAVORITE. It’s really hard to describe just how much I love this ship, and just how much time and energy I’ve invested into it over the past… 8 years wow……….. To the point of being almost territorial. And it’s also near impossible for me to talk about why I love it, because the version I ship is so personalized with my specific Jedi Knight, especially since it had to live exclusively in headcanon land for so long. Scourge is, more or less, my Knight’s support pillar and the thing that grounds him and keeps him humble, in a world where my Knight is surrounded by people who expect him to be a pure flawless messiah. But, I mean. How can you have a man look at your character and say, “I’ve waited 300 years to see your face.” and not immediately ship it. And then I finally got vindicated after all these years when it was made canon!

I really love Arcann / Knight for a lot of the same reasons as the above, but I just really adore his one (1) romance convo haha. Granted, yes he did a lot of fucked up things, but I was so grateful when he had like… a Zuko-esque redemption. Where he comes to your character and firmly believes he doesn’t deserve forgiveness, and especially doesn’t deserve affection, and is instead met with acceptance and a chance to grow and heal. That’s the good shit.

Others:

Lana / Warrior and Lana / Inquisitor are my particular jam. I endlessly enjoy the mutual respect between Lana and those particular PCs.

Malavai Quinn / Sith Warrior is a longtime fave, and although I DO love him with a female Warrior, I really do with he’d been an option for dudes as well. And I feel the same in reverse about Vette / Warrior – I do like her with a male Warrior, and it’s so sweet and wholesome and endearing, but man I wish she’d been an option for female Warriors.

I ship Risha with every woman – especially Vette and Sumalee – and will be salty until my grave that Risha / f!Smuggler isn’t possible, because I love Risha with the Smuggler but she gives me powerful WLW vibes.

Agent / Watcher Two is also a lowkey favorite, but I ALSO wish it could be done with a female Agent instead. Same with Agent / Raina Temple.

Agent / Vector is very sweet, but again, I will be salty until my grave that it couldn’t be done with a male Agent.

Can you guys sense a running theme here?

Finally: NGL I love Valkorion / Senya, even though that ended in pure disaster.

And people around here used to ship Keeper / Lokin, and tbh, I still kinda love it lol.

The pairing(s) that I despise:

In general terms, I fucking hate every single romance that involves the male PC romancing his padawan or underling, especially since most of them seem like very young girls. I don’t know why this is so pervasive in the game, but yikes Bioware. Consular/Nadia is the worst offender, but they’re all just cringe central for me.

But the big one is Agent / Hunter. This would have gotten me run off Tumblr back in the day, but god I hate this pairing. I mentioned in the last post that I just will never enjoy ships where the two characters actively want to murder each other, but. This just gets magnified for me with Agent/Hunter, where all the mind control and blatant abuse comes into play – and people have a tendency to write noncon rape fic of the two and present it as ~sexy rivalmance~, which is awful. Add to this the “no homo” reveal where Hunter turns out to be a woman, after getting everyone hyped about a dude flirting with their male character the whole game, and it’s just a huge No Thanks from me all around.

And for largely personal reasons I just don’t like seeing female Knights with Scourge. Listen, for YEARS  I was treated like a pariah for shipping Scourge with my male Knight, while being unable to find Scourge content that didn’t have a female Knight plastered all over him. Even though he wasn’t even a romance option one way or another, the way the fandom treated m!Knight/Scourge with disdain while ardently shipping f!Knight/Scourge was offputting as shit. And then, after years, he was made a romance option for women AND men, and all these awful people acted like they were robbed, the way people reacted when Kaidan and Jaal were made bi in Mass Effect. I’m so tired. I never want to see Scourge with a female Knight again.

[caden]

heres another thing. idk what the standard is for what makes a movie ‘art’ versus what makes a movie ‘soulless cash grab’, but, as weird as it sounds, the marvel movies are probably the most ‘art’-y of any hollywood franchise. they’re willing to do weird things and give huge amounts of creative control to lesser known writers and directors, and the rewards of that are movies like GotG, Thor Ragnarok, and Black Panther. And, I think most notably, they aren’t like selling their identity in order to make themselves tentpole blockbusters that are marketable to everyone. The films are incredibly committed at this point to being weirdly inaccessible if you dont have a deep knowledge of the universe and lore. I’m not saying any of that makes them objectively good, but I think thats all demonstrably true. Marvel movies have always been experimental and risky and cutting edge and that’s why people like them. So if we accept that but still think they’re soulless and devoid of artistic merit, then every blockbuster movie below that is even more soulless and devoid of artistic merit. Definitely Star Wars. Obviously Harry Potter. Probably all the Pixar stuff at this point. LOTR for sure if you count the hobbit. Nowadays half the reason so many people go to marvel films is because theyre the ONLY franchise that is always competently produced by good filmmakers and reliably gets well reviewed-- if you wanna boycott marvel movies your alternative choices for big hollywood franchises are, like, suicide squad, jurassic world, fuckin... pirates of the carribean... and if you say ‘yeah, every single one of those franchises including marvel has no real heart to it and only exists to make money’, you’d probably be right. But these are still things that are written by people, and directed by people, and have costuming departments filled with people, and star people, and I’m willing to bet that at least a FEW of those people cared very very deeply about what they were making and invested their heart and soul into the project. There’s a thing that every filmmaker friend I have is aware of but not a lot of non-filmmakers think about: no one ever sets out to make a bad movie-- every bad movie you’ve ever seen had someone working on it that poured everything they could into it. Even some actor in the new garbage pirates of the carribean sequel was so excited to finally get a breakout role in a feature with a theatrical release, and invited all of their friends and family to come see it, and practiced their four lines in front of a mirror for a month beforehand.  And let’s say hypothetically that the marvel movies dont even have that. Ryan Coogler and Taika Waititi and James Gunn don’t give a shit, its just a paycheck to them. Nonetheless, there are millions of people who watched their films and took something from it emotionally. Hell, someone somewhere in the world probably watched Thor 2 and thought it was the most emotionally impactful movie they’d ever seen. Even if you think they’re wrong, that was the experience they got from it. Doesn’t that make the thing art? Doesn’t that give it a soul? I don’t accept the idea that nothing made by/for a capitalist system can be art. I just fundamentally dont believe that art works that way, like theres not a purity scale for what does and doesnt have artistic merit. you owe it to the work to acknowledge and critique it in good faith. 

[luanxmi-blog]

( starts beatboxing ) my name is yi and i’m here to say, i’ve waited a whole week to bring you jiwoong and he’s ready to...play? idk hi yes i am indeed yi ( she/her, pronounced like “yee” in “yee haw” ) and i’m new to myeongcho but i did hear abt murderinc back in the day! it’s a super cool krp so i’m glad it came back so i could join aw yea :^)

i present to u all my boy chae jiwoong aka luan which stands for both the chinese mythological peace bird and the chinese character meaning chaotic very big brain ik, a 7TEEN y/o thief working for columba but also a third year at seungri high and a barista at brewed awakening ( he really wants that $$$ ukno what i mean ) -- he’s a troubled boy that coincidentally likes causing trouble so LET THE MAYHEM BEGIN...his profile is here, some random plots here, uhh navi here too ig?? trying to make it three bc three is a nice number ok

with that being said, i have some tldr under the cut but if u like this post i’ll come 2 plot, promise i don’t bite u n u

[tw; family problems] never knew his parents, they just left him on the doorstep of his uncle’s house as a baby?

learned about that from his aunt after being adopted by her

[tw; death, money problems] uncle got into some trouble with loan sharks from a gang ( undecided ) and got murdered cause he couldn’t repay his debts one day when jiwoong was at school

[tw; family problems] afterwards woong was adopted by his aunt ( aka his uncle’s divorced wife who rly doesn’t want anything to do with him but he has no other distant relatives because apparently his grandparents disowned his dad and thus him and just a whole lot of family drama yikes )

his aunt works at a finance firm so they’re pretty comfy in terms of $

[tw; neglect, (child) abuse] the only problem is she acts like he doesn’t exist 99% of the time and basically just gives him daily allowance to get his own meals and clothes and whatever as long as he stays out of her way and doesn’t cause any trouble at school or anywhere where it’ll come back to bite her

the result? a complete loose cannon suffering from a severe lack of guidance, learned pickpocketing after lots of people watching and googling, also lockpicking, all that good stuff lmao

joined columba after pickpocketing its second in command ( yikes ) and the only thing that prevented him from being Destroyed was the fact that a) he was just a young kid with harmless intentions and b) had potential apparently

[tw; violence mention, death] also he wants to get revenge on the people who killed the only person who ever cared about him, as far as he’s concerned

fast forward and now he’s learned at some people skills, enough to be a competent barista/cashier at brewed awakening

currently barely surviving high school and has no plans to go to college but who knows his aunt seems to be weirdly invested in higher education for him

tldr; he’s a lost child that really doesn’t have much purpose in life other than revenge

[despiteherself]

somewhat spoiler-y thoughts under the cut. don’t keep reading if you don’t want to see stuff about httyd3

okay. so overall i actually enjoyed httyd3 (surprising; i know). i do have lots and lots of complaints but the stuff i liked was exciting and interesting enough that i sort of just blacked out the bad stuff. and i’m going to love picking that stuff apart bc boy was there some cringy shit. especially if you don’t like hiccstrid, their scenes with actual relationship talk were awkward and wooden and god. the ending was SO :/ 

actual spoilers from here on out. you’ve been warned. 

grimmel was a lot more compelling as a villain. they sort of gave him a backstory thing and it kind of ruined it a bit for me bc it was basically “i killed a night fury as a boy and my village loved me for it so i killed all of them” but idk something about it was lacking and i was like. oh. did you guys not care enough to flesh this one out. actually, writing it down it sounds way better motivation than when he actually said it even tho it’s basically the same thing.

the deathgrippers were being controlled! grimmel was using their venom to mind control them, so any “alpha talk” didn’t get through to them and they did exactly what grimmel wanted. 

and hiccup didn’t give a shit lol. these dragons were constantly being drugged via needles in their head/neck and being forced to hunt and attack and carry grimmel around and hiccup didn’t even feel a little bit sorry for them or express any pain. the whole movie was kinda “wow ppl don’t deserve dragons we need to save them” but he didn’t express any empathy for dragons being used? not many were shown in this movie to be used, and even less that hiccup saw, but idk the whole “let the things you love go!” didn’t congeal well. 

further more, he made several terrible decisions for the entirety of berk, including running away to find the hidden world, which they had no proof even existed and absolutely kept walking exactly into everything grimmel wanted, but when ruff did it (after she was “captured” and let go she flies straight back the place they’ve settled leading grimmel back to new berk) it felt like it was being played as a WAY worse thing. like she was an idiot for doing it, and it was just! hiccup. every decision you’ve made has been panicked and blind and made your position worse and worse. 

gobber, valka and eret all get a little screen time, and they all play the naysayer stoick part? like “hiccup this is dangerous” and hiccup completely ignores them. them: hiccup we have advice hiccup: ok cool im not listening and i don’t want to hear it. they don’t even get to really explain their points of view ??????? 

valka’s other stuff is “oh we might have been followed leaving berk” and then her being all “astrid do u still love and believe in my son?????” what “he’ll listen to u” uhm ??? and no one else i get? ?/ they literally do not talk except about hiccup

gobber’s scene where he tells hiccup to marry astrid is so weird and awkward and only tuffnut yelling “oh no not the m word!” had anything that made it better. noah fence but astrid was all “that’s weird and awkward of you” and tells hiccup she thinks they’re “not ready for marriage” and the idea is silly and it 100% sounds like she’s not interested in him at all. and he’s obviously super invested and he’s all “haha maybe you can have snotlout” she makes “jokes” about snotlout being into valka. it was.... 

also. he ONLY mentioned snotlout when saying there’s other guys and idk. it ..... idk now i think about it it maybe feels the “joke” is kinda who would want snotlout which :/ but i guess means tuff and fishlegs are valid suitors? i don’t know 

hiccup in the whole was pretty weak tbh. like he didn’t stand out for me and most of his plot felt like it had a bunch of good ideas but they struggled putting it together. it’s like when u see a fic and u love the general idea but the execution is not how u would, and they go on and it’s like. i really really wouldn’t have 

they weirdly anthropomorphise toothless and then also. have him act like a dog and i found it disconcerting 

the light fury is genuinely super blobby and ugly and i cna’t believe they made me watch SO much of “uwuw sexy seductress” content and toothless being a complete airhead who licks a rock to “practice” for it. was weird and i was uncomfortable. 

also astrid is all “wow toothless has a girlfriend its so cute !!!!!!!” and they watch him watch other dragons doing mating dances and hiccup is like ‘i never pegged you for a romantic, like never” like get a fuckign hint !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! she never kisses you on the cheek. astrid expressing sentiment cause she thinks something is romantic but never for your relationship is telling you A LOT about it 

honestly. they don’t do anything to make me convinced in ANY WAY that astrid is actually into him and wants to marry him for real. at their wedding she is SO wooden and when they kiss hiccup brings his hand up but astrid is just STANDING there,,, and they look so blank. it’s so. 

also. i was right astrid was mostly just a prop for hiccup’s story and she barely interacts with anyone that isn’t hiccup or valka, and when it’s valka it’s about hiccup. 

aside from toothless, and a little bit of stormfly, the gang’s dragons are mostly just. in the background and don’t really have anything to do with anything

behind everything there were this warlords, i didn’t pick up names and apparently they were the ones who were funding drago or whatever? and they call grimmel in bc he cares about killing night furies and are hoping that it’ll mean they get all the dragons. it was kinda. i sort of liked the idea but i felt it was shoved in, and they just mentioned drago to make it seem like it was planned when they came out of nowhere. and idk not planned at all. like an idea that was good but they didn’t edit everything to make sure it fit. a lot of stuff felt kind retcon-y like apparently stoick was “obsessed with finding the hidden world” and he even mentions in a flash back that it’s not the nest they’re looking for in httyd1 so it’s so weird like. and there was this ~journals~ stoick had about it and it’s just! they never ever mentioned this before gfhsdfjhdfgjdfgfdg guys. that’s so fucking messy and kinda annoying. in the grand scheme this retconning isn’t too much, but it’s enough that it’s like. none of this was planned and i can tell and instead of making it match up you just bluster through like “actually this always happened” as if u think i’m a dumbass who will just blindly believe whatever you tell me instead of a long time fan with a personal involvement.i know some of u read my blog,,, come on   

i didn’t cry at all like lol. i had fun but i wasn’t emotional. 

no characters die don’t worry

ruff was PERFECT and everything she did was wnoderful and i LOVE her so much! she got to speak A LOT and she’s all “it’s so tough being this hot” i love you girl, and she’s over eret and is like “wow he missed out” and talks about snotlout and fishlegs which was :///// but the guys don’t do the whole fighting over her thing so that’s! and she’s like “i guess fishlegs but he’s a nerd” and at the end he cries at the wedding and she’s like “wow i guess the sensitive guy wins” so a lot of her stuff was kinda about men ://// but herself was PERFECT and she boops grimmel’s face with the bobble ends of her hair pretending they’re a zippleback. she makes jokes about why is grimmel’s face so long, and her’s is long but WOW does that take the cake. and she says “astrid round face” it was so !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! she’s so good i love her 

rupple does a good job with tuff. the voice difference was noticeable and i kept thinking about it but i think he did well. tuff gets a bunch of speaking parts and he’s super involved with the whole wedding concept and he’s like “haha wow hiccy, a DOES NOT WANT to get married 2 u LOL. which is #tru cause like. she’s a viking warrior queen and you’re well you. you need to shape up. also. be more like me” which i will TAKE i cannot believe tuffstrid is REAL. also now im about 80% convinced hiccup and astrid took a break to see other ppl and tuffstrid fucked. tuff and astrid don’t really interact except for when they leave ruff behind but they KEEP on doing this whole, vibe thing that makes them seem like they’re good friends. like. tuff thinking he knows what astrids want or admires and he actually goes and all his advice/pep talk is like half leg jokes but it’s all good????? tuff has ear piercings, they’re SO on point they look so good, and he’s got rings all over his fingers i love this kid so much he’s so great. he calls his braid his beard and whenever anyone looks a little sad he like, shoves their face into his braid to comfort them.

also tuff says there’s no edge of the world cause actually it’s round like the sun and the moon and stars, even tho stars are dumb. 

i was right fishlegs’ first sentence is basically them all going “wow a nerd” akdshgfkdjghfg. he doesn’t get as much screen time as the others, and most of it is focused on fishmeat, who is ADORABLE and PERFECT. that big moose dragon meets fishmeat at the start and they become bffs and he defends his lil buddy

snotlout’s also not as much screen time, and most of it is him following valka around and being impressed with her and wanting her to say nice things about him. the rest is him getting caught on his cape. valka says nice stuff about eret cause he’s actually good at this planning stuff (except one bit thats played for jokes where snotlout is like “we should spilt up cause *good reasons*” and then eret is like “we should spilt up cause i feel like it” and valka’s all “i trust your instincts!!!!”. it was weird bc it was the only really good tactical decision snotlout made and it gets ignored) and he keeps getting his ego pumped up when he takes what valka says wrong - like she’s being polite, or there’s double meanings and he takes it like he’s good but all he did was get caught on a cage and hung there until hookfang picked him up - and at the end she says “eret maybe brawn, but you’re the brains” and snotlout feels validated again but he doesn’t really deserve it? like idk i wish she said something meaningful. it’s not kind to make someone feel like they’re good at something they’re not. you should encourage him when he’s doing well. 

eret is just kinda. around. doing things. and being like, snotlout’s “rival” for valka’s attention and eret is like. what are you on about lmao

also. i’ve seen some out of context spoilers and they mentioned something being gay but i don’t know where that’s from? snotlout kinda says some great things about eret but it’s a real squint and gobber says eret has the body of a norse god but then he says he does as well and then puts a crick in back when he’s stretching so it’s very clearly a joke and it’s definitely like ‘he’s fat and old and dirty its funny cause he thinks he’s attractive” rather than anything else

hmmMMmmMMMMM god ive forgotten what i’ve talked about and what i haven’t im sure i have more to say but this is already super long os. you can ask me questions if u like. send me an im or something 

[esseastri]

Megan Reads Oathbringer (part 3)

Didn’t even stop for food; that part was just getting so long.

Part Three encompasses pages 144-240 (previous parts)

I promise I’m not going to stop each liveblog part every time I get to a Shallan chapter. I promise. 

OH MY GOSH I’M LAUGHING SO HARD I CAN’t BREATHE

SHALLAN ASSUMING THE KNOCK ON HER DOOR IS PALONA NAD ADOLIN WALKS IN

1. ADOLIN BROUGHT HER DINNER WHAT A SWEETIE

2. SHE’S IN HER FRIKKIN NIGHTGOWN

3. HE ALMOS DROPS HER DINNER BECAUSE OH NO HER SAFEHAND

I’M DYING THIS IS FRIKKIN HILARIOUS I LOVE ADOLIN SO MUCH I LOVE ADOLIN AND SHALLAN TOGETHER THIS IS TOO FUNNY

“In my defense, you did invite me in!” SHOUTING THROUGH THE DOOR LIKE A GRINNING FOOL I LOVE THEM??

“Back of your left thigh, eh? What’s a girl gotta do to sneak a glimpse of that?” SAYS THE WOMAN WHO JUST FREAKED OUT AND WRAPPED HER SAFEHAND IN THREE LAYERS OF CLOTH WHILE BLUSHING FURIOUSLY TWO SECONDS AGO OMG THESE NERDS

He’s so genuine in how much he likes her. hello, fronds, I LOVE THEM

“Your ego doesn’t count as a separate individual, Shallan.” GOD BLESS

Pattern + math jokes = Good

The fact that both Pattern and Syl have been “studying” um...mating. is REALLY HILARIOUS

otp: NO MATING

THAT’S THE CUTEST KISS EVER I’M GIGGLING THIS IS DELIGHTFUL

Did you guys know that Kaladin is A Good?

what a good.

also, I’m worried about the parshmen. That’s not stormform--I’m assuming workform or nimbleform??--so...the storm gave them the ability to change forms again, I’m guessing? But they don’t know what to do with them. And it didn’t force them into stormform, which is why they didn’t attack, but...what does this mean?

Adolin!!! you nerd!!! he’s so excited about training her to fight!! omg “I brought the Blade guards, lemme go grab them RIGHT NOW” THIS NERD

“I can die. They will send you another to bond.” BBY NOOOOOOOO

Someone hug Pattern, please

Also hug Shallan?? maybe? girl, panic attacks SUCK I know how you feel, just breathe, babe, just breathe...

girl really needs to Deal with some shit. Get her a therapist, someone

Adolin is a good and patient boy who is genuine and wonderful, and I love him.

...whoops, I totally forgot about the Honorblade. heh

The fact that Dalinar is hiding the honorblade in the sewer pipes is delightful to me.

I miss Bridge Four.

Though this new guy from Bridge Thirteen seems chill. and funny.

except I don’t trust him? do we know him? are we sure he is who he says he is?

I’m concern

Dalinar stripping to his waist to wrestle people is hilarious to me?

OH. I didn’t realize the Thrill was an Alethi-only thing. huh. that’s still...it’s still bad, but idk if it’s worse that it’s only Alethi or better that it’s not spread to everyone.

they use terms of endearment and the term of endearment is gemheart I’m dying that’s too adorable

that was...a very interesting conversation about tradition and religion and how the two tie together. I’m particularly interested in the idea that “just because it’s tradition doesn’t mean it’s worthy; just because it’s old doesn’t mean it’s right.” I feel like there are a lot of real-world applications to that sentiment that could do with exploring...

ooohhhhhh snap OOHHHHHHH DALINAR USING STORMLIGHT THE FIRST TIME OOOOHHH

oh, Adhesion, of course. I’m genuinely curious to see what his other one does. Tension, isn’t it? How does that work hmmmmmmmmm gimme magic system answers aahh

AAAHH WHAT

EVI

WHAT

HE REMEMBERS!!!!

is it ‘cause the Stormlight “healed” his memories? Stormlight magic cancels out other magic--Nightwatcher magiOH OH MY GOD THAT’S WHY LIFT IS AGING ISN’T IT? SHE ASKED THE NIGHTWATCHER TO NOT GET OLDER BUT THE STORMLIGHT MAYBE ERASED THAT MAGIC?? MAYBE?? I FEEL LIKE THIS IS A THEORY THAT IS HIGHLY PLAUSIBLE SO I’M STICKING WITH IT.

gaahh parshendi kiddos aahh no they’re cute this is A Lot

nnnnnnnnngggggg Kaladin thinking about his escape attempts aaaaAAAAAHHHHH

“That had been his most successful escape attempt. It had lasted five days.” AAAAAAHHHHHHHHH I’m

He’s so. strong. He’s come so far. He suffered so much I just. AAAHHH

aahh, Kaladin’s first instinct when Syl is ignoring him is “oh god, I messed up something’s wrong with the bond” and that momentary panic is SO MUCH HE’S SO MUCH I’M

....parshman radiant? or?

but it’s yellow

so how is it Voidspren? unless the black sphere isn’t voidspren...

...........Odium’s champion is golden. maybe.

hm.

HHHMMM.

KALADIN IS SO GOOD

HE’S SUCH A GOOD

Mmmmmmmmmm Shallan attempting to do alcohol is. really second-hand embarrassment-y.

I’m very uncomfortable.

someone stop her

I feel like Shallan keeps rolling 2s on her Investigation checks, but then 18s on her Charisma checks to back it up. She’s the worst at this, but she’s convincing anyway.

Also, I looooove that Stormlight clears up alcohol, it’s the best.

EW SHALLAN WTF

WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT

AAHH WHAT THE. GAAAHH YOU CAN HEAL YOUR HAND BUT HE CAN’T HEAL HIS UGH OH GOD WHY

okay

welp. good to know that everyone is scared of the Ghostbloods....

also maybe she shouldn’t just be spreading that association around quite so freely....

mmmm okay wth. what is the copycat murderer. some kind of illusionist, if they can pretend to be someone else so fully that even the ring impression is there....hmmmmm......

ALSO I FORGOT BUT A LIL BIT AGO, Shallan said something about not ever being able to actually fake being these people until she’d lived their lives or lived among them or smthn, and part of me is like AH GOOD SHE IS LEARNING and part of me is like “congrats on the stunning realization that darkeyes are people too” *rolls eyes*

But no, seriously, I’m glad she’s realizing these things, and at least beginning to understand that she’s coming from a place of hardcore privilege and is starting to understand what that means for her.

God, the fact that Ialai and Sadeas used to ply their political prowess and manipulation powers to get people to fight Dalinar so they could eliminate people without the use of assassins is just like....yeah, OF COURSE the betrayal in Way of Kings went down like it did. That was CLASSIC, that was something they’d probably talked about doing to other people back when they were all friends. That’s exactly the sort of scheme that Sadeas would probably have encouraged Gavilar to pull on any of the highprinces who were refusing to fall in line. And it’s just so...frustrating that Dalinar never, ever thought that those machinations could have fallen on him and his. It’s right there, right there, all along--Sadeas is the crafty one. And Dalinar trusted him anyway, and I’m. Upset.

I’m really glad that we don’t have to worry about him in the present day, but also like. We haven’t heard from Ialai at all this book. Wth is she planning.

Dalinar “Just Wandering Through a Highstorm Looking for My Lost Knife” Kholin really, really needs to chill.

“brought him to life like nothing else but battle” tbh that’s...weirdly romantic. In a creepy punk!Dalinar kind of way.

Listen, the pining for Navani here just makes the ridiculously long delays honor!Dalinar imposed on himself so ridiculous?? like? he loves her SO MUCH AND HE RESISTED SO USELESSLY FOR SO LONG

Just let yourself be happy, my dude. sigh.

THOUGH HE DID AND THEY ARE NOW AND IT’S GREAT AND I’M SO HAPPY

god, Sadeas and Ialai just...sitting on each other. is great.

UGH they loved each other a lot and they were so well-matched, and tbh I’m actually a little sad for her? that he’s dead now? idk how I feel about that.

Also, the number of times that Sadeas has said, “Oh, Dalinar,” in an exasperated and fond tone is just... bi Sadeas confirmed? idk, I don’t really want him in the bi camp. but I’m getting the feeling he belongs here.

EW DALINAR, PLEASE.

DON’T USE THE KNIFE YOU JUST STABBED SOMEONE WITH TO EAT YOUR DINNER. I DON’T CARE THAT YOU WASHED IT OFF IN YOUR WINE EEWW

“He wasn’t going to drink the wine he’d washed the blood into. He wasn’t a barbarian.” Maybe not, but he’s certainly the most Extra son of a gun I’ve ever encountered in a novel. This is wild.

Also, I’m concerned, tbh, about how his relationship with Evi is going to go down. She’s a soft, left-handed baby. Let her live.

OOOHH THE PARSHMEN ARE STARTING TO HEAR THE RHYTHMS!!! they’re real Listeners now!

Kaladin “I’m Mad that I Care About People AGAIN” Stormblessed

what a good human being

I love that every time he comes across of group of people larger than one he’s like “ah! I must teach them how to shelter and fight and protect themselves! but I don’t care about them! Of course I don’t care!! I just want them to be safe and happy and free! it’s not like I CARE about them!”

this boy is the best boy and I will fite you if you say otherwise

Adolin having “messy in just the right way” hair is DELIGHTFUL and I love that Shallan thinks it’s “cute”.

I’m genuinely disappointed to find out that women on Roshar still have periods.

That’s bullshit.

Petition for anyone with Regrowth to go around healing every woman of her cramps on a regular basis, ‘cause that’s TERRIBLE.

#otp: no mating

“When my father explained that good relationships required investment, I don’t think this is what he meant.” Who knew Adolin was good at puns!!?

Adolin cares so much about his soldiers and about soldiers in general, HE’S SO GOOD WHAT A GOOD AAHH

“You sound like your father.” “Nothing wrong with that.” A GOOD, BEAUTIFUL BOY WHO I LOVE VERY MUCH.

OHHH SHIT

WELP

THAT’S. UNEXPECTED BUT ALSO NOT???

Ialai with the Ghostbloods. That. makes a certain amount of sense in that they are both manipulators to the extreme and also EVIL. OMG THIS IS WILD

god, I adore that Rosharans call all birds chickens, it’s. so. good.

but also Mraize with a parrot: why this.

I’m sooooo worried about Adolin investigating...himself. sort of. I just. so worried.

Adolin going OFF ON Ialai HECK YE BOY GET IT

any time he talks about his mom I get emotional, though. how hard must it have been to lose her, and then to...never talk about her? because Dalinar couldn’t remember and didn’t talk about it? THE BOYS ARE SO STRONG AND I LOVE THEM

but also, like. get rekt, Ialai.

I’m. concerned. About the Ghostbloods. my dude, if you really, honestly think you can control the Voidbringers once they fully level up to Voidbringers, you’ve got another thing coming. Isn’t that the whole point of this!? They were bound to parshman form because they COULDN’T be controlled otherwise? What makes him think he and his organization are stronger and more powerful/capable than the Heralds?

Overconfident evil people are. frustrating.

I mean. I shouldn’t be surprised that Ialai is working with Amaram. and I’m. not really. surprised. but I did just hiss at the book when his name appeared.

God, I hate Amaram. Soooo much.

WHY is he here. Why isn’t he dead yet. Why haven’t we killed him yet. ARGH

mmmmmm why did three separate caravans go missing, and please tell me Kaladin isn’t going to get distracted by an investigation into that.....

(I mean, of course he is, but)

strange intelligent golden glow spren is VERY DISCONCERTING. #yikes.

This book is so dense and so intense and SO GOOD. I remember hitting this point of Words of Radiance and being like “eh, not as good as WoK” but like this one!!!! Just keeps! going!! in all these amazing ways!!! this book is so just...WOW.

[defeateddetectives]

year end fanfic review meme for posterity and science and….motivation towards a more creatively productive year ahead y/yyyy

Total number of completed stories: 10 i think? ‘completed’ is used loosely as i’m including oneshot-collections…

Total word count: if i’m doing the math right… ~17 k? 

Fandoms written in: yuri!!! on ice, natsume yuujinchou, project fuc[k] everything, [mysterious yuletide redaction]

Looking back, did you write more fic than you thought you would this year, less, or about what you’d predicted? i feel like every year i say that i wrote less than i wanted to/hoped to and i feel the same this year, but looking at the numbers, i actually wrote more than the year previous which is bizarre considering that most of this year was a cacophonic whirlwind and i still don’t know how anything got done (the answer is ofc the carly rae jepsen fic is an outlier and should not be counted!!!) but basically, i started the year with a bang and then….steadily declined in creative output :D

What’s your own favorite story of the year? [OPENING HORNS TO RUN AWAY WITH ME.MP3 BLARE IN THE DISTANCE] we can turn the world to gold was written in a state of breathless dizzying adoration and i think it shows. i also have a bit of an inexplicable soft spot for where the water is darker

Did you take any writing risks this year? could probably answer most of this meme with carly rae jepsen horns but yeah, trying to turn my endless crying about yuri plisetsky and figure skating into coherent sentences was a risk. signing up for yuletide again was a risk given that i was deathly afraid at the start of it that i wouldn’t finish but then wound up getting fairly excited after i got the assignment so it worked out!

Do you have any fanfic or ofic goals for the New Year? just. write. stuff. and don’t overthink it.

My best story of this year: my favourites are still/probably always gonna be the ones i consider the best

My most popular story of this year: the entirety of we can turn the world to gold was a surreal experience, including the extremely warm reception/feedback :’)

Story of mine most under-appreciated by the universe, in my opinion: i honestly find this question the weirdest to answer every year but nothing stands out. the stuff i was invested in felt fairly appreciated in some form or other 

Most fun story to write:  i honestly churned out the first draft of we can turn the world to gold in a week flat and i can’t remember the last time i did that for something of that size and it was cathartic and exhilarating and felt almost effortless. the skating and location research for it was also SO FUN and didnt feel like work at all. i actually recall a few people responding really positively and that they felt like the featured cities were accurately painted, which was immensely rewarding given that they were places i’d never been to/had known so little about!

Story with the single sexiest moment: aha ha h a does psychological bdsm ft. matoba seiji count?? if so, sleep-paralysis pro…bab…ly

Story that shifted my own perceptions of the characters:  where the water is darker. i got weirdly and unexpectedly emo about matoba senior and that whole trainwreck family.

Hardest story to write: the theme for this year was ~writing is hard~ so idk. just about everything. yuletide fic was fairly challenging but in a strangely fun way and not for the usual/expected reasons and i will probably say more about this after reveals are out

Biggest Disappointment: my inability to finish things :)))

Biggest Surprise:  the carly rae jepsen fic but alsoooo…the way in which 2k17 managed to unwittingly entrap me forever in exorcists hell!!!

[goddessdel]

A, D, G, J, M, P, S, V, Y

A. If you could rec a piece of music to accompany one of your fics, what would you pick? Why?

Lana Del Rey’s “Once Upon a Dream” cover is hands down the music that’s meant to accompany visions are seldom all they seem. (And yes, I have been writing that this year.)

D. Any drawings or pictures that had a big influence on your writing?

IDK who made it anymore (I should know - I’m awful), but someone did a brilliant edit of River with an artist’s portrait, where she’s in this gorgeous black ballgown and there’s a galaxy coming out of the dress, and that image of River in that black dress has inspired all sorts of fic.

ETA: Thanks to @codenamesailordarillium for finding this beauty: https://onaperduamedee.tumblr.com/post/63093879025/yes-mr-sargent-but-are-you-quite-sure-about

G. Where do you think you grew the most this year?

Strictly grammatically, I’m getting better about removing excess commas, and I’m always learning new Brit-pick differences in colloquial terms. I also think I’ve grown because I’ve finished some massive WIPs this year, which turned out to be really emotionally difficult, having invested so much time in them. It was hard to know where to let go. Hopefully I did them justice. Finally, this is the first year in a while where I’ve poked my foot into writing other fandoms, even at a glance, which I consider growth. I haven’t written as much as I’d like this year, so I hope to have a better overall answer to this question next year.

J.  What are the best jokes you told this year? Any jokes you thought were funny that people didn’t catch? Vice-versa?

Hmm, I’m not a great joke teller, so I’m always just happy if I’m ever accidentally funny? There are actually quite a few little humorous spots in Services Rendered, which I’m not sure are always clear because it’s generally a fairly serious fic?

Probably the best joke I posted this year (though I suspect I wrote it last year) was

”You’re incorrigible.““I know. It’s the eyebrows”

-from you kiss my lips, and then it’s done.

M. Meta! Have any meta about a story you’re dying to throw out there?

I always have approx. 14 Doctor Who WIPs going at any given time. That way the theory is that I’ll always be inspired by something. It always seems to be about the same number for DW though, which I find amusing. I also have WIPs for other fandoms going (but not as many).

As for fic meta: for to get a dream of life again, the idea was that when Twelve steps out into the auditorium, that would be the class that Bill ends up sitting in on. I’m not sure that was ever clear enough in the fic because the fic needed to end before we saw Bill, but that was definitely want I meant that fic to be leading up to. It got Moffated and would be AU, but I still somehow feel like I could make that work - it’s entirely possible River held multiple lectureships.

(Going back to J - I think I made quite a few attempts at jokes in to get a dream of life again, and I’m not really sure that most of them hit - maybe it was just too angsty over all?)

P. What are your pet peeves in other people’s work?

I can’t get behind first or second person. I get weirdly judgemental when I see “ass” used by English characters? Even though I’m not English? I’m also pretty picky about what sexual organs are referred to (spoilers: the term “sexual organ” basically never belongs in fic, IMHO). Otherwise, I try to be pretty open? We’re all doing this for fun and learning, and I know my grammar isn’t always (ever?) perfect.

S. What’s the sexiest thing you wrote this year?

This year, it was definitely the last chapter of Betwixt mine eye and heart.

V. Which story was the most viscerally pleasing to write? Tell us your narrative kinks.

This year, it was definitely to get a dream of life again.

My narrative kinks? I’m incredibly visual, so it’s the little details that I really enjoy. I also enjoy weaving in poetic bits of sentences, or when there’s a way to be ambiguous in structure with time or flashbacks/forwards or things like that, though I don’t get to use them often. I also enjoy subverting grammar occasionally for effect (I hope).

Y. Why did you write? For fun, for a friend, for acclaim?

I write as a relaxation technique, actually?! So, for fun, mostly. Acclaim would always be nice, and friends occasionally blackmail me, but mostly for fun. I find I’m a much happier person when I’m writing (fic) daily. Writing for work has pretty much the opposite effect, sadly.

[sadrien]

prince of cats

chapter two: this holy shrine

on ao3 || on ffnet  1

i was gonna say something but im in like a really really bad mood right now so i hope you enjoy the chapter

Marinette hesitates for longer than usual at her apartment door. There’s no way her neighbor will be out and about at this time today, she’s never run into him before yesterday. Maybe he just had an errand to run or something. She shouldn’t be nervous about the slim chance of seeing someone she’s exchanged not even half a conversation with.

At least, that’s what she keeps telling herself.

The reality of the situation is that she fell asleep on the couch in the middle of designing an evening dress and had dreamt about his eyes. His eyes! God it’s like she’s a teenager again.

Just as she’d predicted, she doesn’t run into her neighbor. She’s strangely disappointed. Not that she had been looking forward to see him, she just—

Okay. Yes, she’d been looking forward to at least catching another glimpse of him. She kind of wants to hear his voice again, maybe hear him laugh?

For some reason, she thinks it would sound like springtime—

Marinette shakes away those wistful thoughts as she exits the building and makes her way to work. She focuses on the evening gown she started designing the day before and makes a point not to use any green. But she can’t help but think that it would look really nice with green accessories.

Why is she like this?

If any of her coworkers notice that she’s a little off, no one says anything. They probably don’t, they’re all drowning in anxiety as they rush to finish this line, but Marinette can’t help but worry a little whenever she catches herself staring off into the distance thinking about his smile.

Eventually, she gives in and pulls out her phone, texting Alya quickly. She should’ve told Alya yesterday at lunch. It probably would’ve turned out better.

From: fashion goddess To: the Most Beautiful      Sos      I need help

From: the Most Beautiful To: fashion goddess      babe arent u in work???      but as always im here to help and fix everything

From: fashion goddess To: the Most Beautiful      Theres a guy and hes cute

From: the Most Beautiful To: fashion goddess      idk what i was expecting but it wasnt that

Marinette resists the urge to bang her head against her worktable. She just needs one rant to Alya and hopefully all this will be over. She’ll get over this tiny infatuation and move on with her life. And stop thinking about his gorgeous green eyes and how he’d stared at her when— 

Her phone vibrates with a new message and breaks her out of her daydream.

From: the Most Beautiful To: fashion goddess      k so theres a guy      how can i help

From: fashion goddess To: the Most Beautiful      Good question      I jsut?? Cant stop thinking about him????

From: the Most Beautiful To: fashion goddess      oh wow      how come ive never heard about this guy??

From: fashion goddess To: the Most Beautiful      Um…      I met him yesterday???

From: the Most Beautiful To: fashion goddess      girl

From: fashion goddess To: the Most Beautiful      I know I know!!!      We ran into each other      Literally      And he was tall and blond and pretty and was wearing this gorgeous black trenchcoat but thats off topic and he had this cat that for some reason was all sparkly??? And his eyes were nice and I dont even know his name and Im going to stop talking and just send this message so you can judge me

Marinette puts her phone down and focuses on her job for a few minutes. Alya will still be there when this hem is done. She’s surprised to find herself in the zone and is even to ignore a few vibrations from her phone as she stitches. But it’s not meant to last, because as soon as she finishes the hem, she’s reaching to reply.

From: the Most Beautiful To: fashion goddess      oh girl      uve got it bad      for a complete stranger!!!!!      im not gonna judge i find random people hot all the time but im not usually this…….fixated on them

From: fashion goddess To: the Most Beautiful      Just do it al      Call me creepy

From: the Most Beautiful To: fashion goddess      ur a beautiful tropical fish mari      u poetic and noble land mermaid      ur not creepy ur in love

From: fashion goddess To: the Most Beautiful      You cant be in love with someone you just met Alya!!!!!!!!

From: the Most Beautiful To: fashion goddess      tell that to cinderella!!!!!!!!!!!!

From: fashion goddess To: the Most Beautiful      Plot twist this is real life al not an animated disney movie      I cant fall in love with someone I met ONCE

From: the Most Beautiful To: fashion goddess      not with that attitude

From: fashion goddess To: the Most Beautiful      Oh my god      Look I dont even know his name

From: the Most Beautiful To: fashion goddess      so we make up a name!!      lets see………      ive got it      chat noir      ur prince is named chat noir

From: fashion goddess To: the Most Beautiful      Excuse me

From: the Most Beautiful To: fashion goddess      he has a cat      he wore black      chat noir

From: fashion goddess To: the Most Beautiful      Youre truly the voice of our generation

From: the Most Beautiful To: fashion goddess      ;*      k i have to get back to work and i kno u do too (smh using me to procrastinate how dare u (ilysm)) but ill call u later      u me and nino can freak out about cute boys      k??

From: fashion goddess To: the Most Beautiful      Sounds great      Thanks <3

From: the Most Beautiful To: fashion goddess      of course darling!!      have fun with ur fashion ill hear u yell later

Marinette puts her phone away. She can last until tonight. Right?

Thank god it’s Friday.

✦ ✦ ✦

By the time her lunch break comes around, Marinette has been productive enough that she could’ve stayed home and the results would’ve been the same. She shouldn’t be letting something so trivial get in the way of her actual paying job, but apparently she has no control over her own thoughts.  

Marinette seriously debates taking the rest of the day off (because that’s really what she’s come to) but acknowledges that, no, that’s a bad idea. She’s an adult with deadlines and will get over it and be productive for the rest of the day.

She does go home for lunch, though. She has leftover takeout in her fridge and an episode of a random TV show to finish. She had stopped paying attention at some point to focus on her designs, but she had been weirdly invested in the over dramatic characters and cliche plotline.

Marinette is digging through her bag looking for her keys when she hears the door next to her unlocking. She freezes, eyes wide, as the door swings open.

Her neighbor hums to himself as he closes and locks the door behind him. He doesn’t even notice she’s there until he turns around and they make eye contact and Marinette goes redder than last winter’s avant garde piece.

“H-hi,” she stutters, clutching her keys tightly in her hand. She can feel the ridges of the key biting into her palm.

He blinks a few times before turning pink. “Oh my god,” he whispers, “you’re the one I completely knocked over and then ran away from yesterday.”

Marinette laughs awkwardly. “Yeah, that was… That was me.”

He rubs the back of his neck. “I-I am so sorry. I really, I just— I had to go grab Plagg before he vanished on me and I wasn’t thinking and then when I got back you were gone and—”

“It’s fine!” Marinette interrupts. At least she’s not the only mess in this hallway. “Plagg?”

“My cat,” he answers.

She raises an eyebrow. “The…sparkly one?”  

“Um…” He sighs. “Okay, so I might’ve used a bath bomb and I might’ve forgotten to rinse out the bathtub and Plagg might have gotten into it and might’ve rolled around in the glitter.” He looks away. “So my black cat might’ve been gold.”

Marinette covers her mouth with her hand to stifle a laugh.

“He’s fine!” her neighbor insists. “He got a bath and is hopefully completely glitter free now and also that glitter is made of seaweed so… He’s fine. Sorry for knocking you over.”

“No harm done,” Marinette promises.

His eyes go wide. “I just realized, I’ve been rambling on about my cat and you don’t even know my name.” He holds his hand out to her. “I’m Adrien. I’ve lived in the building for a few months I just…never got around to introducing myself to anyone.”  

Marinette smiles and shakes his hand. At least she can tell Alya they don’t have to call him Chat Noir. “Marinette. It’s nice to meet you. And your cat.”

“Nice to meet you too.” Adrien lets go of her hand and she mourns the loss of contact. Pathetic. “I have to run to the store, but maybe I’ll see you around later?”

Marinette nods. “Y-yeah, definitely.”

He shoots her a dazzling smile that melts her heart. “See you then.”

She stares at him until he disappears into the stairwell and continues to stare until the echoes of his footsteps fade. The she opens her apartment door and nearly collapses inside.

She’s going to be lucky if she makes it back to work in time.

✦ ✦ ✦

“Alright,” Alya says, pouring herself a glass of wine. “I’ve filled Nino in on the little situation and we are ready to yell about our tall, blond, and handsome Chat Noir.”

“You better be pouring me some of that,” Nino says from offscreen.

Marinette resizes her Skype window as Alya scoots over so Nino can sit next to her. Alya hands Nino the wineglass. “Here you go, babe.”

Nino takes it. “Are you not going to need another glass?”

Alya picks up the bottle. “Nothing wrong with drinking straight from the bottle.”

Nino shakes his head. “Anyway, tell us everything, Mari. I want to know it all.”

Marinette pulls her legs up onto the couch and crosses them. “Well…there was actually a development.”

Alya and Nino exchange a look.

“Tell me everything,” Alya says.

“Right, so remember when my neighbor moved out a few months ago?” Marinette asks.

They both nod.

Nino shudders. “Thank god too, I hated that dude. He was a massive dick.”

“Okay, well, then that new neighbor moved in and I never had time to meet them?” They nod again. Marinette takes a deep breath. “I just met him.”

Nino groans and Alya buries her face in her hands.

“He’s your fucking neighbor?” Nino asks. “That’s just—”

“You could’ve been gawking him for months!” Alya interrupts throwing her arms out.

“I just—”

“Wait, how have you never run into him before?” Nino asks. “Does he never leave the house?”

Marinette shrugs. “We must have very different schedules.”

Alya sighs. “And this isn’t fanfiction. People don’t just knock on their neighbor’s door asking for a cup of sugar.”

“His name is Adrien and his smile is like the sun,” Marinette waxes, sinking back into the couch. “He likes bath bombs and has a black cat named Plagg and when he blushes he turns the most perfect shade of pink.” She tenses. “I mean—” She glances to her laptop to see Alya and Nino watching her with fond smiles and soft eyes. Marinette looks away, feeling her cheeks grow hot. “Shut up,” she mumbles.

“It’s cute,” Nino promises.

“It is,” Alya agrees. “We haven’t seen you like this in years, Mari. It’s adorable. You’re adorable.”

Nino hums in agreement. “Though it sucks that we can’t keep calling him Chat Noir. I like the nickname.”

Alya scoffs. “Who said I was going to stop calling him Chat Noir? But…” She pulls out her phone. “With a real name, I can stalk him on social media.”

“Please don’t,” Marinette begs.

“Please do,” Nino counters, leaning closer to Alya to see the screen of her phone.

“Nino!”

“Hey! I want to see if this dude is as hot as you say he is.”

Marinette raises an eyebrow. “I’m sorry, are you doubting my judgement?”

Nino shakes his head. “Never. But if he is that hot, I still want to see him.” “I know you have a girlfriend, but I’ve still got dibs.”

“I’d leave Alya if he were hot enough.”

Alya grabs a pillow and smacks Nino in the face with it without even looking away from her phone screen.

Nino laughs and shoves the pillow away. “I love you, Al, I swear.”

“Mhm.” Alya frowns at her phone. “Okay, Mari, just ‘Adrien’ isn’t enough for me to find him—”

“Shocking,” Marinette murmurs.

“Shush I’m doing you a favor. With any luck he’ll be tweeting about how drop dead gorgeous his neighbor is or something. But anyway, I need you to get me some details. A last name would be preferable. But even like a place of work or a school would work.”

“Creepy,” Nino says before taking a long drink of his wine.

“And yet you date me anyway,” Alya muses. She looks up and stares Marinette down. “Last name, Marinette. Got that?”

Marinette nods. She’s going to have to find some non creepy way to do this, isn’t she? “Got it.”

✦ ✦ ✦

Marinette doesn’t wake up until ten in the morning, but she still wakes up exhausted. She stayed up far too late talking to Nino and Alya, Alya still trying to find some trace of Adrien on the internet as Nino and Marinette talked about anything and nothing at all. It’s been a few weeks since the three of them just talked like that, their lives are a hectic disaster, and Marinette’s missed it. They’ve been best friends for years and she definitely misses seeing them every single day at school.

She sings softly to herself as she wanders around the apartment, opening windows to let air in. It’s a surprisingly warm day for late fall, and she’s embracing every minute of warmth that she can.

Today’s a lazy day. She’s decided.

She’s meeting up with Nino and Alya later tonight for dinner and a movie at their apartment, but until then she can just lounge around in her pajamas and watch bad reality TV. Honestly, she’ll probably show up to their place in pajamas too. Not that they can judge, Marinette knows for a fact that Nino doesn’t change out of his sweats if he has a day off.

Marinette stops in her tracks when she reenters her bedroom. She blinks a few times, just to make sure she’s seeing right.

On her window sill naps a black cat, glittering slightly golden in the morning sun.

[moon-yean]

captainivyb replied to your post: fibu replied to your post: fibu replied to your...

I haven’t watched Punisher yet, so I’m just enjoying your debate from the side. LOL at me being blamed for Fibu’s crack ship and getting you possibly into it as well. I’m glad you seem to enjoy Kastle in Punisher, how was the show as a whole? I know how Fibu feels about it.

lol is it even a crack ship?! Idek but I’m into it. Glad we can all agree :D

And my feelings on The Punisher are diametrically opposed to Fibu’s so maybe you’ll fall right into the middle lol I noted some of my thoughts on the show here but they might be a bit spoiler-y so here’s the short version:

I really liked it, for me it’s up there with DD S1 and JJ S1... in fact, this might’ve been my favorite of the Marvel Netflix shows so far. I’d give it an 8.5/10. It’s sometimes a tough but ultimately rewarding watch, depending on how invested you get in the characters and plot. I got invested pretty quickly. The pacing has been criticized but I think it’s the best out of all the shows, very consistent throughout (except for the first episode which is something of an almost self-contained outlier... I appreciate how it set the scene but it was paced weirdly). After that, the show might only seem slow if you’re not interested in the character building or the conspiracy stuff imo. There’s a minimal amount of fat around ep 7-8 that could’ve been trimmed but other than that it moved along smoothly.

So yeah, great cast, great characters, good plot and good action that was made better by how sparingly it was used (but could have been a bit more stylish/memorable, I guess, if the tone of the show had been different). The writing is very decent. Karen’s inclusion was obviously not part of the original pitch/set-up of the show so her appearances seem a bit tacked on in parts of the story where they could make room for her but I didn’t mind. She was utilized well when she was.

I think you’ll enjoy it :)

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I can totally get behind fwb with emphasis on friends with Kastle. I appreciate Frank’s writing and Jon’s performance but I can never tell if I’m gonna love or hate anti-hero, sometimes it just doesn’t click. Idk maybe he’s one of those characters who benefit from being a supporting one, like in dd2. I will always blame you for putting Matt/Jessica in my head, @captainivyb 💜

I totally get you, anti-heroes (or heroes or villains for that matter lol) sometimes click and sometimes they don’t. And while I did love the show, I think he makes an even better supporting character. But the problem is that he’s such a strong supporting character that he always threatens to overshine the main so he can’t be used too often. That’s why I’m glad that he also has his own show and that it worked (for me). Wasn’t sure that it would.

[hamstcrmatsu-m-blog]

wondcrkid for the url meme

@wondcrkid​ | NLA.

Do I Follow Them?: Uwaaaaah, y e s, of course I do follow most of Kit’s blogs, honestly. ♥

Why Did I Follow Them?: W e l l, I think this was ??  Around September of last year ??  I was Mutuals with someone that was interacting with their OC, and even if I only saw their old URL I was like ‘????  Who’s that ?????’, and then I saw the cute FC and I couldn’t help but falling in love, ngl (tho’ at first I was  p r e t t y  confused over how to exactly call Annie, RIP, it was quite awkward for me to ask them about it through IM, uwah) !!  Like I tend to be very picky with OCs and stuff, but Annie looked really cute and I like cute things and stuff so.Hey, hey, want more weirdly-precise stuff ‘cause apparently I’m good at telling stories ??  The first interaction Todo and Annie had was also on September, through one of Kit’s starter calls – I remember it ‘cause I was at a carnival, checking one of Annie’s replies on my phone and I was like ‘this guy has fallen for her, excuse me, Todo, what’s this ??’ , it was very nice and dandy.

Do We Role Play?: Yeeeee, we actually reached the five-thread mark which is a very good sign for me~ .

Do I Want To Role Play With Them: Yes, pls, give me more of whatever this ship is, I need more, I don’t care if it hurts or if it’s too cute, bring it to my smol hamham paws.

An AU Idea For Our Muses: U w a h, AUs ??  I’m not good at AUs, h m p h – I wanna see more of Annie’s mom being some kind of straight-out-of-a-mafia boss, tho’, uwah, like the plot thickens even more.An alternate version of Annie’s bad ending verse where they and Todo straight out broke up due to Emilia’s strong influence, but she still wanted him around to make him suffer as some kind of twisted revenge where he keeps him in a much more poor position within the company while Annie gets themself another assistant – doign the rrands nobody wants to do, all the dirsty work everyone else DESPISES, Todo has to climb the company’s personal social caste and prove himself valid for Annie as a way of revenging his broken heart and shattered hopes™.Woah, did you guys hear anything ??

A Song For Our Muses: • RTRT• First Love• Ga1ahad and Scientific Witchery

Do I Ship Our Muses?: Todo and Annie ??  No, of course not, why would I ship such a thing, nonsense, such a disfunctional couple ??  N a h, Idk what are you talking about, one of my first genuinely ships ever and I LOVE it. ♥♥♥

What I Think About The Mun: Uwaaaah, Kit is super interesting to talk to, you know ??  Like sometimes I commit the mistake of staying up for longer during weeknights ‘cause I’m talking to them.  I like sharing songs that remind me of our Muses with them (and I hope they don’t judge me over my music taste) -- THEIR ART IS MORE THAN WONDERFUL !!  One day I wanna draw Todo and Annie myself, ‘cause they do it often and ??  Every single time ??  I cry ??  It’s so good ??This ship is so perfect and I don’t regret getting so invested into it in the first place ??  I know Kit has lots of Blogs and it’s hard to stay active on all of them at the same time, so when they go abscent on Annie I just gotta sit down and wait -- and I get excited when they come back (I’m sorry my Muse is such an awkward lover tho’, uwah, gotta learn how to love) !!  #TheyDeserveBetterWell, well, before I ramble much more, Annie is probably my first on my ‘Favorite OC’ List, I honestly haven’t ever enjoyed shipping with an OC this much, for real, you are the best Kit~ .

Overall Opinion:  (人´∀｀)．☆．。．:*･°

Blog Rate: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10

[axistime]

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I already did some of these, so I’ll just answer the same thing. I hope that’s okay, anon. c: (These were a lot, gosh,)

1. Name: Mark!

2. Age: Sixteen lonely years

3. City that you live in: A really empty border city

4.What do most people not know about you? Idk. I’m pretty open. Most people don’t know that I really dig weird music I guess.

5. What do most people know you for? My green eyes, my weirdly flat voice, and that one time I slipped in front of the entire House of Representatives

6. Hobbies? Everything, dude. I write, I read, I draw, I paint, I play ukulele, I compose musical jingles, I play video games, I direct short (joke) films, I watch old movies, and I have no time for anything.

7. Passions? Oh my god, writing and reading and music and movies and Greek History and Oscar Wilde and sociology-political boring stuff and trigonometry and handsome boys.

8. What do you search for in a significant other? Patience. I’m very slow and dumb.

7. What are you most proud of? Harvard accepted me for the summer!!

8. When was the last time you had a significant conversation with someone you love? Yesterday lmao.

9. Have you ever collected anything? Yeah, I’m a hoarder.

10. List 10 things off your bucket list. Going to Greece, owning a miniature David statue, visiting Oscar Wilde’s grave, publishing three short book series, owning a dog, getting some surgeries to fix some stuff, living somewhere cold, metting a nice romantic partner, donating as much money as possible to a certain charity, and toppling society into anarchy.

11. What was the last thing you learned? Sine squared plus cosine squared equals one.

12. How many relationships have you been in? No real ones, y’know.

13. Turn ons? Thrussy  Uh, I dunno. Manliness maybe? I can find just about anything attractive.

14. Turn offs? Shouting. Do not shout at me, thank you.

15. Favorite food? Fried rice. (Don’t ask.)

16. Favorite drink? Dr,. Pepper

17. What is the best birthday gift you have ever received? Okay this is Christmas, but my dad gave me a bag of cute animal finger puppets that I adore.

18. Are optimistic or pessimistic? P e s s i m i s t i c  

19. Do you sleep during class? Nah. School is important.

20. What is the most expensive thing you own? A 4,000 dollar Alienware tower ;;

21. What is the cheapest yet useful thing you own? A pencil.

22. How many times do you check you phone daily? Too many.

23. Text or call? Text. I am bad at talking.

40. Do you like anime? Yeh.

41. What do you invest the most time in? School and writing.

42. What was the name of the last book you read? The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde

43. What’s the difference between like and love? Like is liking an appearance or little quirk, Love is adoring every single aspect of a person, even their flaws.

44. Where are you most productive? Libraries.

45. 3 things you enjoy with friends? Playing video games, watching movies, and listening to foreign music.

46. 3 things you enjoy alone? Art, history, books.

47. Will world peace ever exist? Nope, but we will get close.

48. Do you have any allergies.

Y E S

49. Last time you cussed? Two seconds ago.

50. Last promise you made? “Yes, I will be a better child, Dad.”

51. What was your last dream about? The town burned me for witchcraft.

52. If you could take 5 people to Hawaii with you, who would you bring? My fam, they love the beach.

53. How many countries have you visited? Italy, Mexico, and probs another one.

54. Favorite art medium? ALL ART IS GOOD ART.

55. Last time someone complimented you? Idk.

56. If you switched bodies with someone, how would you recognize yourself? My eyes.

57. Do you consider yourself mature? Not really.

58. How many days have you wasted on Tumble? Too many.

59. Favorite quote? “A day without sunshine is a lot like, you know, night.”

60. If you had to create a new religion, what would be the top 3 commandments? 1. Don’t be rude. 2. If you’re rude, apologize. 3. Relax.

61. Greatest accomplishment? Still being alive, dude.

62. Opinion on death penalty? Nope.

63. Goals for life? Quiet happiness in a cozy house with a cozy loved one.

64. What do you think your soulmate is doing right now? Eating a burger.

65. If you could live anywhere, where would you live? A nice place.

66. What were you like in 2013? Embarrassing.

67. Do you have a job? Not at the moment, no.

68. Tell us a story about your childhood friend. She befriended me because she needed someone to show off in 1st grade and now we’re stuck to each other like a married couple.

69. If you could just change one thing about society, what would you change? I would have toleration and progressive science be the upmost important aspects of life. Art should be just as valued as business work. (But realistically, this is pretty impossible to ever happen.)